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My All-Time Top Ten Favourite Fanfics

I’ve thought about doing this list for quite a while now. Let me tell you why. 

Being part of a fandom is, for the most part, quite awesome. However, being a fanfic writer can be quite daunting and discouraging, especially if you don’t get the feedback you’re looking for. As a writer myself, I just want to spread the love and point people towards some amazing, amazing works I’ve loved and have been inspired by since I was a mere thirteen year-old discovering ff.net for the first time. I really, really hope you guys check these stories out. In my humble opinion, they are even better than some original novels that have been published over the years. (*cough* Twilight *cough*) 

At the end of the post, I’ve tagged TEN people here on Tumblr. I hope these people who are tagged will share ten of their all-time favourite fics and tag ten more people, and hopefully, we can keep this whole ‘support for fanfic authors’ thing going for a while yet. Fingers crossed! :) 

Originally posted by applekisses

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1. The Life and Times (Harry Potter) by Jewels5 ( @itreallyatemyhand ) - The story of James and Lily’s sixth and seventh year at Hogwarts, and how they fall in love. This fic remains THE fic for me; it is practically canon in my mind.  If you’re a long-time Harry Potter fanfic reader, you’d probably have heard of TLAT. This fic has its own fandom, for God’s sake. (It’s even been mentioned in a Buzzfeed article? Whattt?) But if you haven’t heard of it, START READING IT NOW. I can’t gush enough about how well-plotted and well written this story is. It has inspired my own writing throughout the years and I’ve reread it more than five times. It physically pains me that it might never be finished, but don’t let this stop you from enjoying these 36 chapters. They will make you laugh, they will make you cry, they will make you fall in love, and trust me when I say - you won’t ever be disappointed. I still come back to this story every now and then, and every time, I fall in love with it a little bit more. - Multi-chapter on ff.net

2. The Queen Susan in Tashbaan, Part 2 of the Stone Gryphon (Narnia) by @rthstewart - The Pevensies aiding the British war effort in WWII. If you’re a history lover and a Narnia fan, you MUST read this story. The amount of history woven into this series is simply awe-inspiring. The plot still floors me, even after all these years. And the characters - both the canon ones and the original ones - are written and expanded so beautifully. Not only that, there is a lot of heart to this story and a very real, very palpable sense of bittersweetness to everything. - Multi-chapter on AO3

3. A Sea of Golden Sand (Narnia) by Andi Horton - The events of “The Horse and His Boy” through the perspectives of the Pevensies. This is everything - I repeat - EVERYTHING you’d want from a Golden-Age Narnia fic. This story chronicles the events leading up to the final battle at Anvard, from Rabadash’s visit to Narnia to Aravis and Shasta coming to Archenland. It is incredibly, incredibly well-written, filled with humour, heart, and amazing characters. And although it was published in 2007, most stories in the Narnia fandom don’t even come close to this level of badassery! Edmund, one of my favourite characters ever, is pretty much swoon-worthy in this. I’m legitimately in love with this version of Edmund. - Multi-chapter on ff.net

4. Troubles Melt Like Lemon Drops (Narnia) by Francienyc - The Pevensies navigating life in England after they’re not allowed to go back to Narnia. Lots of sibling bonding in this one, but by God, the simplicity and the subtleness of their pain! It has been years, but I still think of this fic every once in a while, and it still chokes me up a little. - One-shot on ff.net

5. Hung Out to Dry (Narnia) by @rthstewart - Jill/Eustace but with an angsty, heartbreaking twist. Despite how short it is, it is still one of my favourite things I’ve ever read. The aesthetics, the silences, the unrequited love - this story has it all. Every time I read it, I find myself still getting emotional by the simplest of sentences. In short, just exquisite. - One-shot on AO3

6. Fools (Harry Potter) by lyin’ ( @thegirlwholied ) - The First Order of the Phoenix, with the Marauders, the Prewett twins, and Marlene Mckinnon. I remember crying my eyes out the first time I read this story, years and years ago. Yes, there are a ton of First Order fics out there. But please trust me when I say - none of them is quite like this one. This story will undoubtedly shatter you, but in the best of ways. - Multi-chapter on AO3

7. In Their Autumn Beauty (Harry Potter) by lyin’ ( @thegirlwholied ) - The teenagers of the First Order of the Phoenix as seen through the eyes of the much older, much more jaded Dorcas Meadowes. This story is only 2,000 words long, but it has stayed with me for years and years. It is so, so beautiful. Please. Just read it. I beg you. It’ll take you only ten minutes, maybe. You won’t regret it. - One-shot on ff.net

8. Joy in the Mourning (Narnia) by Andi Horton - The Pevensies during the Blitz in London, after they’re not allowed to go back to Narnia. I also remember crying when I first read this. (Yes, there really is a pattern here; I do cry a lot.) This story really captures what the Narnia books are about: finding joy and hope amidst despair. - One-shot on ff.net

9. The Death of Kings (A Song of Ice and Fire) by La Reine Noire  ( @poorshadowspaintedqueens ) - The events leading up to and of Robert’s Rebellion through the perspectives of the Dead Ladies Club, primarily Lyanna Stark, Ashara Dayne, and Elia Martell. Usually, I’m not a fan of fics about Robert’s Rebellion; I find most authors’ take of the events hard to believe and the characters not well fleshed out. This story, however, is EPIC and SO well-written, you’d think it was canon while you’re reading it! I cried buckets at the end, of course. If you’re a fan of the ASOIAF books, definitely give this one a try. - Multi-chapter on AO3

10. Corellian Gin (Rogue One) by guineapiggie ( @ruby-red-inky-blue ) - Jyn/Cassian surviving Scariff, with bits told through the eyes of Bodhi. Of course, I had to squeeze in a Rogue One fic somehow, but I really had a hard time choosing ONE story from my old writing partner, guineapiggie. I nearly chose “The World Through A Scope”“Beinahe”, or something from the series that we wrote together (”Happy Endings”/ “Where’s My Love?”), but I settled on this one instead because it is one of the first Rogue One fics I read that made me tear up. I LOVE a bit of well-written romantic angst, and this story has it in spades. - One-shot on AO3

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HONOURABLE MENTIONS (because I can’t quite help myself):

Harry Potter - Anything by lyin’ ( @thegirlwholied ), especially Brackets (Sirius/Marlene), Stray Thought (Sirius/Marlene), and the No, Nay, Never series (the First Order of the Phoenix). 

Narnia - Firstly, anything by Andi Horton, especially King’s Champion (Edmund-centric) and The Better Part (Pevensies bonding). Secondly, The Delight of My Eyes (Aravis/Shasta) by Francienyc. And lastly, Rat and Sword Go To War (Pevensies in WWII) by @rthstewart , as well as the rest of her The Stone Gryphon series. 

Rogue One - Resistance is Built On Hope (WWII AU) by ChronicOlicity, Floating, Sinking (fix-it fic) by @shu-of-the-wind, the violet hour (Jyn/Cassian modern au) by caramelle or @mellamymake, the road that sets into the sun (a beautiful Jyn/Cassian in the SW Legends-verse) by lyin’ ( @thegirlwholied ), and all the angsty Jyn/Cassian stories by guineapiggie ( @ruby-red-inky-blue ). 

Originally posted by jpaddey

TAGS: Now, to join me in this venture of spreading fanfic love (yes, I’m perfectly aware of how weird that sounds), I’d like to invite these ten awesome individuals who I have interacted with here or on AO3: @ruby-red-inky-blue, @operaticspacetrash, @yavemiel, @rxbxlcaptain, @rapha-senna, @thenewleeland, @pingou7, @jeroncassianandor, @lclrgsl and @rebelcaptainfics. And don’t worry! You guys don’t have to write these long reviews for each of your recommendation like I did; I was simply bored and overzealous! :) 

If you’re not tagged, but have seen this on your dash and want to jump in on the action, please feel free to make your own list and tag ten more people. Let’s show appreciation for fanfic writers who put so much work and time into writing these stories we love so much! <3 

I’m Not His, I’m Yours // A Dylan O’Brien Smut

Prompt: Just prepare your eyes for some very dirty filth.

Warnings: NSFW, Explicit Sexual Content, Jealous!Dylan, Dominant!Dylan, Daddy!Dylan, Fingering, Orgasm Denial, Oral (female on male), Spanking, Daddy Kink, and Swearing.

Relationship: Dylan O’Brien x Reader

Word Count: 4,951

Song: Hands To Myself by Selena Gomez

A/N: THIS IS THE RESULT OF ME AND @failingmemequeen GOING ABSOLUTELY INSANE FOR DADDY DYLAN O’BRIEN. SHE CAME UP WITH THIS IDEA AND TOTALLY ENCOURAGED ME TO WRITE IT SO THANK HER FOR BEING THE BEAUTIFUL PERSON THAT SHE IS. I LOVE YOU MADI DADDY AND ABSOLUTELY ENJOYED PUTTING OUR CONJOINED FANTASIES INTO ONE.

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Originally posted by spidermanm

“I’m gonna kill them.” Dylan complained over the phone and I laughed at his impatience.

“No, you’re not, baby.” I chuckled, coaxing him the best I could. “It’s just one more day ‘till the weekend. You can survive this, I know it.”

“I swear to God, if either one of them annoys me one more time-”

“Then, I’ll destroy them myself.” I answered and Dylan let out a deep breath.

“I have to go, but I don’t want to hang up on you.” My boyfriend groaned over the line. “Can we just stay on the phone for the rest of the day?”

“No, Dylan.” I laughed and I could tell the sound alone made him feel a little more at ease. “We have to be responsible here. But, tell you what, when it’s time for your next break we can Skype call. What do you think?”

“I think that you’re the best girlfriend a guy could ask for and I love you very much.” Dylan swooned and I could practically hear the smile in his voice.

“I love you, too.” I responded, smiling as well. “Now go, I don’t want you getting fired.”

“They can’t fire me, it’s the last season!” Dylan laughed wholeheartedly and I laughed along with him.

That’s what our relationship mostly consisted of: smiling, laughing, fun, and heart eyes. Even though Dylan has been beyond stressed lately because of everything that’s happened in the course of the past two years, we never fail to make each other happy. Things have been very intense for him ever since the accident that shall not be mentioned. Shooting The Death Cure had to be pushed back to this year, Dylan had to stay home for six months and try to avoid paparazzi harassment at all times, he needed to physically train for American Assassin and completely go against his doctor’s recommendations, deal with crazy fans that literally sent him death threats when they found out he wouldn’t be in all of season 6B for Teen Wolf, and even manage to audition for future projects to top it all off. Stress has been very imminent in Dylan’s life and I always felt like it was my job to make him feel better.

Which is why, being the amazing girlfriend I am, I wasn’t going to just Skype call him. I was going to personally go over to his work and give him a fun little surprise.

With excitement running through my veins, I jumped up from my position on our bed together and immediately ran to the bathroom for a shower. Dylan’s next break should be in about an hour, considering he doesn’t have a lot of scenes to shoot this year, so I knew I had to get ready quick.

Once I was out of the shower, I put on Dylan’s favorite red lingerie and took a good look in the mirror. The way the strong red color contradicted with my skin tone will definitely drive him crazy and I can already feel myself getting wet at the thought alone. I didn’t even bother putting on any pants because I knew I wouldn’t really need them and, instead, I picked up the t-shirt Dylan used to sleep from our messy med and slipped it on. Bringing the fabric up to my nose, I took a deep breath and glady breathed in his incredible smell. Sure, I see him everyday but I can’t help feeling addictive and always needed more of him.

Putting on makeup right now just to see Dylan would be useless considering he was going to smudge it up anyway. Therefore, with a smile om my face and exhilaration running through my veins, I put on my black stillettos and grabbed my car keys to head for the Teen Wolf lot. It didn’t take too long to get there and, in a matter of fifteen minutes, I was already greeting Phil the security guard as he let me pass the barrier and enter the studio.

The first thing I did was park my car in an area Dylan would never spot and, then, gladly entered his trailer. Since Dylan hasn’t been in the greatest mood lately, I knew for a fact that he wasn’t going to stick around on set in between scenes like he usually does. From what he told me on the phone, Cody and Sprayberry have been driving him crazy all week and he’s definitely going to want as much distance as possible. Which is where I come in and make him feel all kinds of good before returning to work for the rest of the day.

Having patiently waited for Dylan, laid on his pull-out bed, I immediately jumped up and fixed myself to look sexier the moment the door to his trailer flew open. The look of surprise and immediate lust in Dylan’s eyes when he entered, instantly, made desire crash down on my body. I already knew that I would be putty in his hands in a matter of seconds. Without even saying anything, Dylan just slowly closed the door behind him and took off his sneakers as he licked his lips in anticipation.

“Do you have any idea how good you look just wearing my shirt on?” Dylan questioned, his eyebrows raised in intrigue.

“Do you have any idea how much better I’ll look once you take it off?” I teased, smirking up at him.

My words definitely sparked something in him because Dylan instantly jumped on me, the intense sexual tension in the air an incredible influence on him. I giggled at his excitement and his lips were quickly on mine as my fingers instinctively ran through his hair. I smiled when Dylan’s tongue slid across my bottom lip, already asking for an entrance, and I didn’t think twice before opening my mouth for him. He allowed me to call the shots and would moan everytime I played with his tongue skillfully.

When we both needed to breathe again, Dylan detached his lips from mine and gently caressed my cheeks with his soft hands. His eyes gazed into mine with such emotion and care that a blush immediately made its way on my skin. Dylan never failed to make me feel special and I adored how intimate our relationship was. I always thought that intimacy was about allowing someone to touch you, but it’s so much more. Intimacy is someone who touches you beyond just the physical contact because they find a way to your soul. Intimacy is who you text at four in the morning to share your biggest fears and dreams. Intimacy is the person always in the back of your mind, no matter how distracted you are.

“I love you.” Dylan whispered before pulling off his shirt I was wearing and placing a gentle kiss on my mouth.

The moment he realized I had put on his favorite lingerie set, Dylan couldn’t hold back the immediate moan that fell from his pink lips. His eyes raked my entire body and I felt his cock slightly twitch against my thigh, through his red crimson pants he wore for Stiles’ character. Standing up from the the pull-out bed, Dylan began unbuckling his belt.

Suddenly, the door to his trailer immediately flew open and the both of us froze in absolute shock. I didn’t even have the thought in me to cover myself up with something, anything, before the intruders invaded Dylan’s safe space.

“Hey, Dyl, are you trying to hide from us?” Sprayberry immediately hollered when he and Cody were inside, both instantly stopping in their tracks once they noticed their co-worker wasn’t alone. “Oh, my God!”

“What the hell are you guys doing here?!” Dylan shouted angrily, the veins on his neck bulging against his skin.

Well, looks like someone’s stress is officially back.

“W-We, uh, W-We,” Sprayberry stuttered trying to answer, but was too astonished to form an actual sentence.

Much like Dylan did just moments ago, Cody’s eyes raked my entire body and, by the way he was biting down on his bottom lip, he definitely seemed to like what he saw. Before I could even do anything, Dylan jumped back on the bed and instinctively covered my body with his. Embarrassment and uncomfort took over my emotions as my boyfriend protected me, shielding my body from unwelcome eyes.

“Get! Out!” Dylan yelled, his Alpha male side appearing now that someone glanced at his female without his permission. “NOW!”

Sprayberry was the first to immediately sprint into action, forcefully pulling Cody out the door with him and literally having to tear his gaze off of my body. I let out a nervous breath I didn’t even know I was holding in the second the door sounded shut and the two actors were finally out of the trailer.

“Damn, it’s a good thing I wasn’t naked yet, right?” I chuckled nervously, trying to make the best out of this situation. However, it was no use. Dylan was furious and no longer in the light-hearted mood like before.

“He was totally eye-fucking you and that’s what concerns you the most?” Dylan scolded and even though he was angry, my entire body filled with desire.

Dylan’s usually very sweet, but every now and then he goes completely dominant and it’s the sexiest fucking thing ever. The way he pulls my hair as he forcefully pounds into me or roughly spanks me just because I went against one of his many commands always had me on the edge.

“You’re right.” I smiled innocently, looking up at him as he noticed the tension change in the room. “I’m sorry, Daddy.”

The flicker in his eyes immediately went from rage to complete and utter lust the second I let the kinky title he loves so damn much come out of my mouth. The warm and golden-brown color once in his eyes was replaced with a dark black, his pupils now dilated to the maximum. Dylan’s bulge pressed against his pants and  I couldn’t take my eyes off of it, knowing exactly what stood beneath the fabric. Although he wasn’t the only one turned on beyond comprehension as arousal pooled uncomfortably in my panties and I desperately wanted them off of me.

Reaching my hand down to my panties to get rid of it, Dylan’s hand suddenly gripped my wrist and stopped me from moving any further.

“Did I say you could do anything yet?” Dylan questioned.

I gulped and slowly shook my head, his eyes focusing on my lip when I bit down on it. He let go of me without another word, but it didn’t even feel like he did because of his addictive touch still lingering on my skin. Dylan stood up and walked over to the door, locking it as he licked his lips with his eyes trailing over my body.

“Take off your bra.” He commanded, walking back over but not sitting down.

“What?” I asked as I watched him take off his shirt, the sight of his impressive form stunning me.

“Ah, ah, ah, babygirl. You know the rules.” Dylan tsked, shaking his head as he unbuckled his belt like before and opened his pants. “Only speak when I give you the permission to.”

Heat rushed throughout my entire body until it landed with full force in my core. Dylan and I had this little game whenever he was dominant and it was one of my favorite fucking things. The game was simple, but absolutely drove me crazy: Dylan would give me three chances and if I strike out every single one of them, he had no other choice than to punish me.

“Strike one.” Dylan stated, a smirk playing on my lips with what he said next. “And I know you just heard what I demanded.”

At the same time that I reached behind my own back to unclasp my bra, Dylan dropped his pants. His erection pressed hard against his boxers, the gray fabric slightly wet from his arousal. When both of us finished taking off our pieces of clothing, Dylan’s eyes were already glued onto my now exposed perky breasts.

“Now your panties.”

My boyfriend and I pulled both of our underwear off our bodies, watching the other intently. As soon as we were free of clothing and completely exposed to each other, Dylan grabbed himself in his hand and stroked his shaft slowly. The sight of Dylan pumping himself as his eyes gazed on my body turned me on in ways that I can’t even explain.

“Touch yourself, babygirl.” He commanded, my mind melting at his husky voice.

Following his orders, I sat up straight on the bed and spread apart by legs for him to have a full view which made him moan in response. I brought my hand down to my already soaking core and gently slid my finger through my folds, separating them. Slowly rubbing small circles against my clitoris, I couldn’t help but let out a moan. I watched as Dylan used his thumb to caress his tip and I desperately wanted it in my mouth, but I knew that I had to follow his order or else I’d be punished. However, being punished by him does sound very inviting.

Using my other hand to pinch my nipples and tease not only myself but also Dylan, I noticed his grip tighten around his member. Dylan let out an unsatisfied groan when I took my hand away from my breast, but then immediately moaned when I used it to push a finger inside my heat. My back instantly arched and I let out a whimper at the feeling, provoking him to pick up his pace around himself.

“You look so beautiful pleasuring yourself, princess.” Dylan grunted as I moved faster along with him.

Of course I knew how to work myself and make my body feel good, but there’s no denying that Dylan is so much better at it. The way his long and skillfull fingers knowingly curl up inside of me in such a perfect way that not even I knew how to do or the way his sinful tongue flicks expertly against my nub has me wishing that he would just jump on top of me already. But, if there’s one thing Dylan O'Brien certainly loves being is a fucking tease.

“Fuck, baby. Even though this feels good, nothing compares to your beautiful lips and warm mouth wrapped around my cock.” He moaned as my body craved for his touch. “Stop what your doing and come kneel in front of me.”

An exciting idea roared to life in me when I decided to ignore Dylan’s command and willingly get my next strike. I tuned out whatever he had to say and focused on the incredible feeling of my finger pumping inside of me purely to spite him. Which definitely worked because in a matter of seconds I could hear Dylan growling and approaching me. I, suddenly, felt his hands rip mine away from my body and forcefully pull me into him, our naked bodies against each other as we stood.

“Strike two.” He warned through gritted teeth, his jaw clenching and looking sexy as ever.

Before I even knew it, Dylan pushed me down to kneel in front of him and harshly grabbed onto my hair with his hands. Bringing my own hands up, I held onto his thigh with one hand and wrapped around his base with the other. I smirked at Dylan as I licked my lips and gawked at the delicious sight in front of me. I gladly took Dylan’s tip inside of my mouth and he immediately moaned when I did. The first thing my tongue came into contact with was his precum and I can’t deny that I love the salty taste. As I gently sucked his head, my hand began to slowly pump his dick.

One of the many things I love about Dylan is that he’s very responsive and isn’t ashamed in letting me know exactly what he liked. Which is why I already knew that one of his favorite things I do when I give him a blowjob is lick his prominent vein on the underside of his cock at the same time that I very lightly and very carefully graze my teeth against his topside. Dylan let out a throaty groan the second I did exactly that and it seemed to light a fire in him because he immediately took control.

My boyfriend pushed himself fully into my mouth until he was hitting the back of my throat and I was gagging around him, only for him to pull away and do the exact same thing again. Dylan was happily fucking my mouth and, to be honest, I didn’t even mind it. The lust was so far deep in my blood that all I could focus on was how sexy he looked as he practically used me as a fuck toy and how damn good he tasted.

I hollowed my mouth around him to create a much tighter environment for him and the filthy sounds of his shameless moans erupting from his chest made my core ache more than it already had. Due to the fast pace and my wet mouth, it didn’t take long for Dylan to reach his much needed release. I hummed when he unloaded and his hot cum shot straight down my throat, his hips bucking in response.

Once Dylan came down from his high, I pulled him out of my mouth and he shuddered at the contact due to how sensitive he’d become. Wiping away the spit on my mouth and any cum spilling down my chin, I stood up with a smirk on my lips and Dylan immediately kissed me. His dominance faltering for the slightest second so he could show me how much he cared for me through the gentle action. However, the moment we parted, dominant Dylan was back.

“Can you sit on the chair for me, babygirl?” He pointed to the chair under his desk he uses to study his lines as he headed over to the small closet.

“Yes, Daddy.” I obeyed because both of us knew that even though he asked, it wasn’t actually a question.

My eyes widened immediately when I noticed just what he grabbed from the closet and Dylan approached me with an intense grin on his lips. I wanted to desperately ask him why the hell he had that in his trailer or what he thinks he’s about to do to me with it, but I knew that that wouldn’t be the greatest idea.

“It’s not mine.” Dylan defended himself when he obviously saw my shocked facial expression at the metal handcuffs in his hands. “It’s Stiles’, but I don’t see why we can’t have our own little fun with it. What do you think?”

“Well, I know for a fact Stiles and Lydia have a lot of kinky sex with handcuffs.” I smirked, reaching my arms behind the back of the chair for him to lock them there. “So, I say we should also give it a shot, Daddy.”

“That’s my girl.” Dylan smiled, placing the cold metal around my wrists to lock them behind me.

The next thing my boyfriend did was push my legs apart so I was completely opened for him in a way that felt so dirty and exposing but I loved nonetheless. Dylan’s lips instantly wrapped around one of my breasts, already biting down on my nipple, and I whimpered when I couldn’t grip his hair with my fingers. As he teasingly worked on my breast, Dylan brought a hand up to my core and my hips instinctively bucked the second his middle finger rubbed against my sensitive nub. He started slow at first but as soon as he knew I was ready for more, Dylan picked up his middle finger’s pace and, using his other hand, he slid one of his long fingers inside of me.

I couldn’t hold back my moan at the incredible feeling, considering my body had been craving it for the longest time now, and the first finger was immediately followed by a second. I absolutely loved how much Dylan understood my body and exactly what it needed which is why I was already getting close to my release in a matter of minutes. His skillful fingers curled inside of me and pumped with such fervor that I didn’t have any ounce of self control in me anymore. I knew I was about to reach my edge and, much to my dismay, so did Dylan.

“Not yet, princess.” He teased and I whined when he removed his fingers from my soaking wet heat. “You only get to cum when I say so. And I want it to happen around my cock.”

After seeing me completely opened for him and a moaning mess just because of his fingers, Dylan’s erection was already back up and ready for more action. Precum glistened on his tip and even though I did give him head only a few moments ago, I already wanted to do it all over again. What can I say? The man has a delicious dick.

Dylan was pumping himself a little bit as he watched my chest rise and fall from my rapid breathing before grabbing my feet and hitching them up on the chair. He pulled my waist towards the edge of the seat, making me lay down since I still was locked to the back of the chair, and Dylan positioned himself in front of my entrance. Without even giving me a warning, he instantly slammed inside of me and my entire body arched at the invasive act. He waited a few seconds for me to adjust and when I sort of did, Dylan began roughly thrusting into me.

“Fuck, babygirl, you’re always so tight.” Dylan moaned, his face snuggled into my slightly sweaty neck.

The pleasurable feeling of his thick width stretching my tight walls as he pounded in me, quite deeply considering how the position we were in favored his ability to be completely buried inside of me, sparked the orgasm I was so close to reach that Dylan denied up to the surface again. I clenched around him once and he growled against my skin, my entire body vibrating with the sound.

“Don’t cum yet.” He demanded and I whimpered.

Even though I tried to hold it back, I clenched around him once more and this time Dylan immediately brought his face up to glare at me. We were so close that I could feel his breath brushing across my skin and, yet, all I could focus on was the bound knot in my stomach ready to break free any minute now. The thought of going against Dylan’s commands was both terrifying and exciting and, to be honest, I didn’t know which one attracted me more.

“Don’t you dare.” Dylan threatened, bringing one of his hands up to forcefully pull my hair and make me look him straight in the eyes. “I’m serious. Promise Daddy you won’t cum until I allow it.”

“I-I promise, Daddy.” I managed to say through moans. However the second his cock twitched inside of me when I said his favorite nickname, I was long gone and there was no way going back.

My entire body shook, my toes curled against the chair and uncontrollable shouts erupted from my chest as one of the greatest orgasms I’ve ever experienced bolted through my veins. I could feel my core clenching around Dylan’s shaft at the same time that it released all of my pent-up arousal and gushed onto him. I screamed so loudly that I was certain everyone on the Teen Wolf lot heard me and I was also sure that despite not following his orders, Dylan was loving the way I was a mess. Everyone including Sprayberry and Cody knew that the person who just made this young woman scream so much in pleasure was Dylan and that it didn’t even matter how badly they might have wanted her, she was his.

My own release triggered Dylan’s and as I was coming down from my intense high, my boyfriend was reaching his. Dylan’s cock twitched before cumming for the second time today and shooting his liquid inside of me, the incredible feeling of his hot cum running against my walls making me moan. The sound of Dylan’s own moans echoed through the trailer and I watched in awe as his face contorted in pure pleasure. He held onto the edges of the chair tightly, his muscles straining against his arms as he shook.

“Strike three.” Dylan managed to say through his husky and breathless voice once he came down from his high.

The sweet taste of adrenaline rushed though all of my veins and my heartbeat pounded so hard it pulsed inside of my ears the second Dylan said those two simple words. A mixture of concern and lust flooded inside of me and I didn’t quite know which one was stronger.

Dylan slowly slid out of my body, his eyes staring into mine the entire time, and I winced at how sensitive I’ve become. Going back over to the closet, Dylan pulled out a small key and walked over to me again. He hovered over my body, his incredible smell filling my nose, and unlocked the metal cuffs on my hands. They immediately dropped to the floor with a clang and Dylan didn’t even seem to care. Putting the key down on his desk, Dylan stood up straight in front of me.

“Let me ask you a question, princess.” He husked. “Do you think you’re a good girl?”

“Yes, Daddy.” I answered, bringing my hands over to settle on my lap. “I do.”

“Hmm, well, I happen to think you’re very very naughty.” Dylan murmured. “And do you know what happens to naughty girls, baby? They get spanked.”

Before I could even put together what was about to happen, Dylan harshly grabbed me and made me stand. My boyfriend pushed me down onto the desk, my ass sticking out for him, and he stuck his leg between mine to keep them apart. He slowly began to caress one of my cheeks with the palm of his hand and goosebumps covered my entire body.

“How many should I give you, babygirl?” Dylan teased. “Does ten sound good?”

“N-No, that’s too much.” I stuttered.

“Okay, then, ten it is.” He chuckled darkly and I mentally prepared myself for what was about to come. “Count for me, princess.”

Suddenly, Dylan lifted his hand and roughly slammed it back down on my ass cheek. The intense pain immediately making my hips bucker in response. The ache and pleasure shooting through me and landed straight in the bottom of my stomach, sparking the creation of a familiar knot.

“O-One.” I whimpered and, as soon as I finished speaking, Dylan spanked my same cheek again. “T-Two.”

He repeatedly smacked my right cheek five times in a row, my skin aching intensely with every hit. Everytime he would slap me, the knot inside of my stomach would become tighter and tighter. I knew that by the time he finished spanking me all ten times, that knot would break and I would be orgasming for the second time in this trailer. I was already a shaking, moaning and whimpering mess in his hands and, as embarrassing as it was to be so vulnerable to someone, I couldn’t care less.

Dylan rubbed my right cheek for a few seconds to ease the stinging pain on my skin before moving to my left and striking my ass again without any warning. My knees were wobbling and weak and if it wasn’t for his leg holding me up, I would’ve definitely fallen down my now.

“S-Six.” I mewled, my voice only able to come out as a whisper whilst he continued his punishment on me. “Seven, Eight, Nine.”

By the tenth strike, the extremely tight knot had snapped and spread an insane amount of pleasure inside of me. My vision blurred and went white as my orgasm dissolved in my blood and bones. My body jerked against the desk, my skin digging into the wood, and arousal immediately spilled out of me and ran down Dylan’s thigh. It didn’t matter that my ass was burning in excruciating agony, the pleasure was so much more powerful.

Dylan held onto my hips as I finished reaching my edge and came back down to Earth. His fingers creating tender circles on my skin.

“You okay, baby?” He asked me and I managed to bring myself back up, with his assistance of course.

“Yes, Dylan, I am.” I turned around with a smile on my face, wrapping my arms around his neck for stability.

“I wasn’t too harsh, was I?”

“No, you were perfect.” I shook my head happily, leaning in to place a soft kiss on his lips.

“Good.” Dylan smiled, his eyes no longer dark and now back to its gentle color. “It’s just, the way Cody looked at you drove me insane and-”

“I know, baby.” I interrupted him before he could finish, caressing the back of his neck with my fingers. “But, I’m not his, I’m yours.”

Dylan smiled at me with everything he had in him and I swooned at how beautiful he was. However, not just in the way he looked or in the way that he always manages to say things that makes me fall in love with him more and more everyday. But, just in the pure way that he is.

Locked Up

Can you do a reaction to getting locked in the school overnight with your crush, the bad boy, BTS

These are more like scenarios if anything but I still hope that it was close to what you wanted, and I apologize for taking so long to post this

[Gifs do not belong to me, all credit goes to rightful owners]


||Namjoon||

Originally posted by simondismydaddy

Being locked up in school isn’t great. Especially when it’s dark. And alone. Well at least you were until you ran into namjoon, the bad boy of the school and honestly you were thinking that it possibly couldn’t get any better. You liked him and now you were alone with him. He seemed quite surprised to see you out of all people in school so late. Namjoon did know you, kinda, since he sees you in like half his classes and getting the sense that you weren’t ok with being alone he dragged you along to an empty classroom. Great. The whole time you two were in there you personally felt like you were about to explode. Yeah, he made you swoon that much. “So why are you stuck in here?” his head tilts a bit and his gaze meets yours. “I could ask you the same thing,” he smirks a little and pick his head back up, still looking into your eyes. “Fell asleep in class, and the teacher didn’t bother to wake me up.” The way he rolled his eyes told pretty much what he thought of his teacher. “Now you tell me your story.” “Well lets just say last minute restroom breaks aren’t a good idea,” you chuckled awkwardly as he grinned. He opened his mouth to speak but the lights of the room turned off and you instantly cuddled yourself into namjoon without a second thought. After realizing this you blushed muttering a quick sorry and pulled back from him but he put his around you and kept you close. “It’s ok, I don’t mind holding you.”

||Jin||

Originally posted by beagletae

You never thought you’d get detention, you weren’t perfect but you never did anything wrong, and you didn’t think that detention would be the reason you’d be locked up in school. It was already dark and school was already scary enough you didn’t need this. Seokjin soon came along when you found him asleep in one of the schools closets, and all because he wanted alone time. The whole time you guys talked and just strolled the dimly lit halls which was a little more comforting with him. He might of been the bad boy but he was actually pretty nice. Being with him in a situation like this just made being locked in school not so bad. “You know how I got stuck here, what’s your story?” “Detention,” you groaned slightly. “Oh someone’s been naughty,” he says teasingly making you blush. “I didn’t do anything bad, my teacher is just strict, and he ‘forgot’ that I was there and left me.” You grumbled under your breath and jin laughed a little when seeing you puff your cheeks out of irritation. “Ah, cute,” he mumbles to himself. “Hey well on the bright side you’re stuck with me,” he winks at you and you swear you stopped breathing for two seconds. “Yeah, I’m with you,” you smiled.

||Yoongi||

Originally posted by minniesuga

You weren’t all that surprised when you realized that you were locked in. It’s what you get for hiding away to ditch you’re last hour only because you were trying to avoid your crush. New seating charts aren’t  that all great because now you sit right next to him. And at the moment you thought you were screwed because he suddenly popped up decided to tag along with you at some point even though he seemed to pay no mind to you. You were already hating life at the moment and you were hating it even more because he was here alone with you and you knew you were going to embarrass yourself at some point. The cafeteria was left unlocked so you sat across from each other in silence and glancing at each other every now and then to. Perfect, you thought. I’m not doing anything and I’m already embarrassing, you mentally slapped yourself as you tried avoiding eye contact with yoongi. “So you weren’t in class today,” he says and you finally look at him, but he was staring at his hands. “Why not?” his eye looked up and you looked down again and blushed. “I-I wasn’t feeling it today,” you say. “Just for that class?” he raises a brow. “I mean- well-  no it’s just,” you groaned and your hands rubbed at your face making yoongi chuckle. “You don’t gotta explain it’s fine,” your eyes meet with his now and he smiles slightly. “Just don’t skip it next time, it’s lame when you’re gone.”

||Hoseok||

Originally posted by jeonsshi

So you’re in school, and it’s way past school hours. And you’re also alone…in the dark…and locked in. What could go wrong? To say were scared was an understatement. You were terrified and who wouldn’t be when you’re stuck in school at night. You were sure you were going to die in here, it was the perfect set up for a horror flick. When you heard a sudden bang you screamed and another scream followed, a scream that wasn’t yours. “God you scared me!” Hoseok huffed and held his hand to his chest. You stared at him relieved that you weren’t the only one her now but also wondering why he was here. “S-sorry I didn’t mean to,” you rubbed your arm sheepishly. “It’s fine, kinda my fault to since I dropped that trash can back there,” he points behind him and laugh. You couldn’t help but giggle “and how did that happen?” Hoseok stood by you now with a shy expression. “Don’t tell anyone but I got a little freaked out and ended up running into it.” You smirked a bit and cross your arms “the famous bad boy, Jung Hoseok, was scared?” you said dramatically. “Yeah, yeah whatever you were even more scared you screamed like you were about to die,” “Well because I thought I was,” you shared a laugh before he gently held your forearm and smiled as you felt the heat rush to your cheeks. Good thing it was dark. “Maybe we should stay close just in case anything else happens,” “O-ok”

||Jimin||

Originally posted by gotjimin

Never in your life did you ever think you’d be stuck in a dark room alone with your crush jimin. Well of course you have. And it was happening, but not the way you thought (you dirty person you;)) You were in a dark room alright but that room was the janitors closet…at school…locked in. Now you didn’t know this would happen you were just trying to hide away from the douches that were bugging you. Jimin was hiding away to but that’s for a whole other reason and apparently he had the same idea as you. He startled you as he swung open the door and slipped in with no questions asked. He shut the door and quickly put his ear against it and just as you were about to say something you felt his hands roam around your shoulders then your face before cover your mouth and bringing your head to his chest. “Stay quiet,” he says, ear still pressed against the door. Seconds past and you squirmed out of his grasp “what are yo-” “shh!” you sigh “what are you doing?” you whispered. Jimin stayed there for a moment before leaning away from the door and turned around to face what he assumed to be you. “I was running away from a friend of mine,” “why?” “I pranked  him, and I got him good this time.” You couldn’t see but you knew he was grinning ear to ear. “Who are you by the way?” he asks. “Oh y/n, not sure if you know me but we have the same history class.” He stood silently for a second. “Do you have your phone?” “Yeah, why?” “Turn on the flashlight so I can see you.” You did as you were told and it wasn’t until you turned on the light you realized how close he was. You dropped your phone out of surprise and you both reached for it. At that very moment there was a click. “Did you hear that?” You got up and jiggled the knob only to groan when realizing that you were locked in. “Well were stuck in here,” you huffed and hit you back against the door. Jimin had the light on you and he giggled suddenly. “W-what?” you were beginning to blush. “Nothing, you’re just cute when you’re angry,” “B-but I’m not,” what was he saying? “well, you’re still cute.”

||Taehyung||

Originally posted by taedamn

When taehyung asked you to help him out with studying after school you were quite happy and took the offer. How could say no to him? Yes he’s the bad boy but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t strive for good grades. Plus you liked him so you were down to help him out. But there you were, by the classroom two hours after the last bell had rung waiting on taehyung to show up. A few more minutes, you thought. And after those few minuets you already made your down the hall. Of course he didn’t show, you scoffed to yourself. You found yourself at the main entrance just about to push open the doors when you hear your name being called. “Hey where are you going?” “Home,” you said a bit harshly. “Why? I thought you were gonna help me out?” he pouted almost. “I was but then you showed up tow hours late and I have to be home.” There was really no reason to be mad but if was gonna be busy before hand he should’ve said something! You tried pushing open the door but it wouldn’t budge so you tried the other one but to no avail it didn’t open either. Taehyung then went in to help but that didn’t work. “We’re stuck in here,” he said all too calmly. “Stuck!?” you eyes widened. “As in we’re locked in here?!” You ended up going through the whole school just to get out but everything was locked. Eventually you gave up and sat in a hall hugging your knees. Taehyung looked at you and really couldn’t help but think it was his fault (really wasn’t) and sat by you. “It’s not so bad y/n, I’m here,” he smiles at you and you sigh and return a slanted smile. “Well I hope you’re good company,” you joked. “I guess to pass the time we can study?” you say unsurely. Taehyung smirks suddenly and his eyes lock with yours. “I have a better Idea.”

(you played hide and seek you nasties) 

||Jungkook||

Originally posted by jungkookpresent

You just wanted to work in peace and quiet get finished early so you could take a nap but no~ jungkook kept throwing wads of paper into your hair and bugged you anyway he could. And here you thought that sitting right in front of him was a blessing. (Still kinda is I mean he notices you) You tried to stop him but he wouldn’t have it and you were slowly becoming more and more irritated. You were a time bomb and any little thing at that moment could make you explode. Jungkook, of course, helped with that when he poked your back making you yelp and scream at him for not leaving you alone. And now your here. Stuck in a class room tired and annoyed. “C'mon I already said I was sorry,” he kneels in front of your desk with his arms resting on it and head sitting over them looking up at you with his big brown eyes. You rolled your eyes and avoided any eye contact with the boy. “Sorry isn’t gonna take me home now is it.” It was his turn to roll his eyes. “Why must you hate me so,” “I don’t, you just irritate me,” you said bluntly. “So you do like me,” he beamed. You choked on your own air and the blood instantly rushed to your cheeks. Jungkook laughed at your reaction letting himself fall to the ground and just kinda roll there in laughter. You glared at him with your now rosy cheeks and stood up from your seat and made your way to the door. “W-Where you goin’?” He scrambled to pick himself up from the floor and raced to the door to block you from it. “Home I don’t want to be here,” “Aw, I was only joking you seriously can’t be mad, plus you can’t just leave.” “whatever,” you moved him out of the way and reached to turn the knob but it was locked. You groan and tried the other one but you were met with the same fate. A locked door. “Great, Just great!” “Locked?” “What do you think?” He comes near you again leaving you trapped against the door. “Well if that’s the case, I have a way to make you forgive me.”


Hope you liked it😊

and again I’m sorry this took awhile it’s been a busy week and I couldn’t really work on anything.

Much love~💖

Look at this beautiful woman:

Her name is Mimi and she is so damn sweet and adorable yet straight forward, I take any and every chance I can to speak to her. She is the one thing that stopped me from raging over puzzles. I made sure to solve all her puzzles just to see that little smile.

BECAUSE YOU ARE THE BEST AND I LOVE YOU!

SHUT UP LAYTON YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO JUDGE ME YOU PUZZLE MINDED TOP HAT!!!!

But as much as I swoon over this lovely lady, my heart was broken long ago when I discovered…

She’s married…and pregnant…there is no room for me here- but I was determined to be happy for her! And the lucky man she married must be a great person to have her heart!
So I finished the game and gained a bit more info on my gay game crush so that I could congratulate the lovely couple and move on!

There she is!!!!

Awww~ She’s like a dandelion, cute, bright but tough! Now lets see-

Greppe???…Greppe?…….I know I’ve heard that name before somewhere- wait.
No…no way I must be mista-

…..WHAT?!?!??

NO-I-YOU?!?!? 

But…

HE NEVER LEAVES THE RESTERAUNT!!!

WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE????? 

STOP COMPLAINING AND GO HOME TO YOUR'E WIFE YOU LUCKY BASTARD!!!!!!!

—-IN FACT!- YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE WHO EATS HERE! ARE YOU HAVING AN AFFAIR WITH THE COOK???? YOU BETTER NOT BE YOU SON-OF-A-BITCH, GO TO YOUR WIFE SHE WORRIES ABOUT YOU!!!!

Lesbian Minerva McGonagall

I will defend this to my grave.

  • So as a child she grew up pretty much isolated from other children due to her magic
  • She has her younger brothers Malcolm and Robert who she loves with all her heart but she can’t help but feel different even in respects to her magical siblings.
  • So, when she goes to Hogwarts, she feels as though this weight has been lifted because so much more free to be herself.
  • She becomes well know to the entire school due to her hatstall and everyone wants to be friends with this stubborn, fierce Scottish girl who couldn’t be easily sorted.
  • Despite this, she’s very down to Earth and spends a lot of her time with the Hufflepuff Pomona Sprout.
  • Pretty much everyone wants to get to know her, and by the time she’s 15 she has the reputation of Hogwarts’ Heartbreaker because she has rejected every boy (and there have been a lot) that ever made any kind of romantic gesture.
  • Minerva McGonagall was unapologetically uninterested in boys and when she’s in her 5th year, her brother Malcolm spots her kissing a Ravenclaw girl under mistletoe at Christmas.
  • She becomes really worried that her family will hate her, but they all love her, and whilst the don’t necessarily understand it, they don’t think of her differently.
  • She is endlessly teased by her brothers about her crushes on various different school girls throughout the next two years. She laughs along, because she’s just relieved that they still love and care for her.
  • She’s very talented at Quidditch and in her 7th year at Hogwarts she becomes the Captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch Team. She’s very focused on winning half the time because she is insanely competitive and she’s completely unaware that she makes pretty much anyone swoon over her when she’s in her Quidditch kit.
  • After being made Head Girl she develops a massive crush on the Slytherin Head Girl and she is the only person in the school that can make Minerva blush and stumble over her own words.
  • Once she finishes her last year at Hogwarts, she returns home to her family and lives with them for a few months.
  • During these few months she falls in love with a Muggle Girl who lives in her village. McGonagall quickly realises that they cannot be together due to her magic - something she is not willing to give up.
  • She ends the relationship despite her feelings, because even if she were to give up her magical life for a muggle one, Minerva and the Muggle Girl would still not be allowed to be together due to the social stigma at that time.
  • Minerva leaves the village and begins to work for the Ministry of Magic but quickly becomes unhappy with the job because it’s not something she wishes to do.
  • Around seven months in to her new job as transfiguration teacher at Hogwarts, she receives an owl from her brother Robert who tells her that the Muggle Girl had been involved in a car accident and died.
  • Minerva in complete shock, cries until she is found by Dumbledore. She tells him everything and with his understanding and kind words they become close friends. 
  • (Up to his death, Minerva and Albus had frequent chats in his office and were huge gossips)
  • After a few years, when Minerva turns 29 she reconnects with a woman she worked with whilst working for the Ministry. They become close friends, and Minerva eventually realises that she’s in love with this Witch who reciprocates her feelings.
  • They had one of the strongest relationships and they were completely in love and by the time Minerva is 30 they live together.
  • Minerva realised that she couldn’t have kids of her own, but her Brothers’ children visited her and her partner regularly and were completely doted on.
  • She was a very private person outside of her family however. Most presumed that she wasn’t interested in marriage or having children.
  • (This was quite the opposite, really)
  • She felt as though she had so much love to give, but with the shadows of war beginning to emerge she knew she had to keep her partner safe.
  • She was very caring of everyone in her care at Hogwarts, she wanted everyone as safe as possible. Even the four boys from Gryffindor who drove her to distraction with their pranks and jokes.
  • Is completely aware of the Marauders wanting to become animagi and discusses the best route to go about becoming one with them. All hypothetically of course.
  • She loves being called Minnie by the Marauders because that’s what her Nieces and Nephews called her and she loved them.
  • Minerva getting invited to James and Lily’s wedding and being told to bring a plus one with her, of course, everyone grins and smiles when Minerva walks into the wedding hall, hand in hand with her Girlfriend.
  • Minnie cries when they eventually James and Lily exchange their vows because everyone is growing up and everyone is in danger and she doesn’t know how much longer everything is going to be like this.
  • She spends the rest of the wedding getting drunk and gushing about the love of her life to Remus and Sirius who smile, knowingly.
  • On more than one occasion, she babysat Baby Harry and would turn into a cat for him to fuss when he got restless.
  • After James and Lily’s death, as well as her youngest brother’s she realises that no one is safe. She even offers to provide for Remus and live with her and her Girlfriend. He declines, due to guilt.
  • As Harry grows, she becomes increasingly fearful of the safety of her loved ones, she does everything she can to keep everyone safe.
  • After the Second Wizarding War, Minnie becomes Headmistress of Hogwarts
  • (As thanks for her effort Kingsley Shaklebolt, Minister for Magic, allows same sex couples to legally be married in wizarding terms)
  • So, at the grand old age of 76, she gets married to the woman who has been by her side through almost everything, surrounded by all the people who mean the most to her.
  • And, as she looks at her Now-Wife’s smile, she waves her hand and lights the hall with thousands of soft small glowing embers, before leaning in to give her a kiss.
  • (And well, she always did want to use that spell) 
day 5 - wikipedia random article

i’ll be the first to say i cheated and kept clicking through until i found something that clicked for me, which was… WCW Women’s Cruiserweight Championship

Marinette made a clear distinction between her life as Marinette Dupain-Cheng, popular online fashion designer, and Ladybug, the WCW Women’s Crusierweight Championship title holder.

Anything to do with Ladybug, she did as Ladybug. Press conferences, fan meet-and-greets, training—she wore her mask for it all. It was the best way of keeping a relatively normal life as Marinette.

But that still meant Ladybug was a minor celebrity. She met all sorts of people in her second career and trained in a gym that was frequented by other celebrities. After running into Jagged Stone there, she was almost used to it.

Almost.

Nothing could prepare her for meeting Adrien Agreste while pummelling a punching bag.

“Hey,” he said, and his soft greeting surprised Ladybug enough for her punch to miss. Instead, she slammed her face into the leathery bag, bruising her nose. “Ah!! Are you okay?!”

“I’m fine!” Ladybug wheezed. She rubbed her nose and peeked at Adrien.

He was dressed in a white tank top and blue bike shorts, still clean and crisp. His blond hair was artfully styled away from his face, and his captivating green eyes were filled with concern.

Ladybug was abruptly aware of her soaked red sports bra and sweatpants, the results of her first hour of training.

“It’s nice, um.” She straightened up, trying not to swoon. “I-I’m Ma-Ladybug!! Just…Ladybug. Hi.”

She stuck out her hand, then realized how clammy it was and tried to pull it back. But Adrien already gripped it, his large, warm hand nearly engulfing hers, and Ladybug’s stomach swooped pleasantly as she squeezed back.

“A-Adrien Agreste,” he said. He took his hand back and rubbed it. Maybe she squeezed too hard. “Sorry to bother you when you’re working out.”

Ladybug wasn’t sure if she should be happy or not that he didn’t recognize her from the many, many fashion events they both frequented.

“I was about to take a break, anyway,” she said instead. Picking up her water bottle, Ladybug took a long drink and never noticed Adrien swallowing hard as he watched her.

“Getting ready for the mixed tag team tournament?” he asked when she finished. Ladybug sighed.

“Yeah, though I wish Chat Noir was here, we need more practice—”

Ladybug blinked, rewound the conversation in her head, and turned to look at Adrien.

“You know about that?” she asked.

Adrien’s cheeks pinked. Ladybug stared as he let out a little chuckle and rubbed his nape, still trying to wrap her mind around the fact that supermodel Adrien Agreste was blushing.

“I’m…well, I’m a fan of yours.”

Ladybug blinked and blinked and blinked, like her heart took control of her eyelids and tried to translate its silent screaming into Morse code.

“Oh,” she croaked. “That’s…cool.”

She should say something more, right? The man she learned to love during daytime fittings and late night balcony talks away from an industry party’s noise just admitted he was her fan.

“I like you too,” she said, before panicking. “I-I MEAN, I LIKE YOUR WORK! I’M!! ALSO A FAN!!!”

“O-oh,” he echoed, and any embarrassment Ladybug felt was stalled by the fascinating sight of a red flush spreading across Adrien’s skin. “If I’m being honest…that makes me really happy to hear.”

Pulse pounding in her ears, Ladybug felt like she was in a trance when she asked, “Do you want to work out together today?”

The joy that lit Adrien’s eyes when he said yes threatened to melt what was left of Ladybug’s brain.

anonymous asked:

hi!! <3 do you have favourite infographic/printable makers? i want to follow some more :(

*cracks knuckles* I hope you strapped in, because this is gonna be a long ride.

@graphis has super cute simple printables that go with ANYTHING I S2G (the undated calendar is A++++)

@aescademic​ ooh boy I love her printables so much (and those INFOGRAPHICS??? SWOON^10). They’re so cute and minimalistic omg

@educatier​ her style is just so cute (and functional), and I love it so much. I would not be opposed to the idea of Kitty making more printables just saying (PS HAVE YOU SEEN this girl’s infographic guides? 12/10 would recommend again)

@apricot-studies​ OMG I love Lisa’s printables – That 2k17 at a glance printable? best thing I’ve ever seen hands down

@productiveflower has VERY VERY VERY cute calendars (you have to buy these but honestly???? The best investment you could make) and planners and to do lists

@emmastudies ​ she started making printables and I was like YESS, and they did not disappoint AT ALL (ps Emma also has super cute desktop calendars that I’m high key in love with)

@colllegeruled fun fact I once spent a day looking for the font she uses for her headers and found it. Her printables are great for specific classes(!!!!) The formulas to know and key people ones saved my life just saying

@thearialligraphyproject ​ LOVE LOVe Ariadne’s printables they’re so pretty and her wallpaper callendars are adorable!! (ps she has super helpful bullet journal guides too

@boligraff ​ Have you seen that assignment tracker?? Or any printables made by them at all??? THE DEDICATION blows my mind??

@cmpsbls ​ OMGG I can’t handle any of Nicole’s printables they’re to amazing. You have got to check out her STICKERS I LOVE THEM SM

@studyquill ​ They’RE so Helpful™ like that curve of forgetting printable is basically my lifeline

I have more printable makers that I follow, but these are my absolute favorites. I’m pretty sure the moral of this is that printable makers are the BEst thing to happen to the studyblr community. I mean, they make amazing things for us for free??? What a concept..

isakashi  asked:

(INHALES) lance and keith having a competition to see who can get the other more flustered over pet names and keith going "darling i love you so much" and lance just. swoons and clutches his chest and turns red in the face

CANON CANONC CNOANOC AONCONCOSNCAONNCANON

What A Tease Part 2

Gif belongs to Bonniebird

Source of gif: X 

John x Reader

Part 1 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 

Prompt: sexual tension between John and Reader.

A/N: I hope you enjoy! Part three is done and I will also be writing a part four and maybe even five. Thank you for any and all support. Please give me feedback! Do you love it? Hate it? was it just okay? Let me know!


You started as just another worker but within a week became John’s secretary. And just as before John’s attention continued to fill you with comfort. At first it was off-putting but the more time he spent showing you what work he needed help with the more you just expected to be under his observation at all times. There has always been tension of the sexual kind between you two. However many times he hinted at it, finding any way to put his hands on you in a seemingly platonic to those around you way but in a suggestive way to you, he never asked you out or made any extravagant moves on you. You had gone from being positive he wanted you to confused by the amount of times he could’ve had you. You were honestly getting sick of this whole passive aggressive beating around the bush thing. If he wouldn’t take the first leap maybe he needed a bit more of a push.

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Birthday Surprise - Gladio Amicitia x Fem!Reader

Whew, here it is - first time Gladio smut. This was actually a little hard for me to get out but I am so in love with the ending. Not quite as long as the Prompto fic but still something. (I just can’t write short stories :) ) I hope y’all like romantic Gladdy as much as I do. *Swoons at the thought of him quoting Shakespeare* tagging @cupnoodle-queen because Gladio.

Up next, some OC and Prompto love 

Word Count: 3145

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myfhcarvers  asked:

Pikelan for the ship thing?

  • Who said “I love you” first: scanlan said it first because its Scanlan™ but he also said it seriously first as well 
  • Who would have the other’s picture as their phone background: there is not a surface in scanlan shorthalt’s home that pike trickfoot is not on, electrical devices included (kaylie’s his home screen tho, pike’s the lock screen “so i have the key to your heart always <3″ “the least you could do is upgrade to an iphone” “pike my love don’t do this” )
  • Who leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror: pike gets sonnets every time she leaves the shower and she rolls her eyes but takes a picture of them on her phone and makes collages out of all the pictures and scanlan gets little hearts and pick me ups (pike-me-ups, he calls them) and he kisses all of them before they fade
  • Who buys the other cheesy gifts: scanlan is the king of cheesy gifts but pike’s better at the sentimental ones. scanlan is more touched by her presents than she is with his, even though they appreciate them equally of course
  • Who initiated the first kiss: scanlan initiated the first kiss before they were together because again Scanlan™ but pike gave him their First kiss and she was so proud that she managed to woo scanlan shorthalt into silence
  • Who kisses the other awake in the morning: scanlan gives pike butterfly kisses all over her face which makes her laugh (or punch him in the face if she’s Too Tired, depends on the day) but pike kisses him on the lips in the same spot until he wakes up and eventually she pinches him because he pretends to stay asleep too long so she’ll keep going
  • Who starts tickle fights: i can imagine that scanlan Hates™ being tickled so of course pike does it all the time and scanlan lives in fear every waking moment of his life (it’s gotten to the point where scanlan acts out and all pike has to do is raise her fingers and he shuts up)
  • Who asks who if they can join the other in the shower: scanlan does duh but pike’s is more effective 
  • Who surprises the other in the middle of the day at work with lunch: scanlan will never let pike go without the Best lunch if he can help it and pike makes cute little lunches for him sometimes as well and scanlan never wants to eat them because theyre too cute and he wants to cherish it
  • Who was nervous and shy on the first date: s c a n l a n like he’s 100% the dude who can dish it out but he Can’t take it, ESPECIALLY not from pike, who holds his hand and tells him to relax even though she’s just as nervous but seeing him outwardly nervous makes her feel better (and he plays it up a little ‘cause he knows it does)
  • Who kills/takes out the spiders: scanlan’s a weenie and pike is his gladiator wife this is the most obvious answer 
  • Who loudly proclaims their love when they’re drunk: scanlan can write songs to pike forever and ever when he’s drunk but when pike really gets going she lifts him all the way up above her head, stands on a table and shouts, “THIS IS MY HUBBIE YOU GUYS, look at his dumb hat!! i love him so much!!” and scanlan swoons accordingly and blushes and giggles because he’s a nerd in love (and lowkey he passes out a little)

anonymous asked:

Messy Shepard with the scars from me2 give me so much life. I'm swooning.

Hehe thanks!! I haven’t drawn her in ME2 much. She was a stress ball and always goes to the bar on Illuim to drink (and told Aethyta way too much every time). 

She got rid of her glowing scars for tactical purpose. ‘These damn things gave me away in the collector’s ship!’ she said.

my favorite thing about all the (potential) couples in stranger things- mike and eleven, jonathan and nancy, joyce and hopper- is that their bonds are all formed when they’re working on and trying to solve a problem together. actually that’s true for all the relationships in the show but I feel it’s such an underrated part of romance specifically. it’s so nice when couples have something practical and constructive to do and when all their little moments, accidental hand touches, longing glances, shy smiles, spring up organically around their work. i live for those moments, i really do. i cry over them. but moments can’t exist in a void so i love when a romantic relationship has the strong backbone of shared work and friendship to ground those moments. and stranger things gets that.

Millenium Falcon Ride

Title: Millenium Falcon Ride

Paring: Dean/Han x Reader/Leia

Word Count: 1,294

Warning: Some super funny Star War’s themed smut

Request by @iamthemaskhewears said: Hey darling! I’m going through a Star Wars thing atm, and I got an idea! How about Dean and the Reader are watching A New Hope, and she says something of having a crush on Han Solo, and Dean gets jealous. And he surprises her dressed as Han in their room? Smut please?

A/N: Enjoy! This was super fun to write!



Curled up in bed watching A New Hope you barely heard the knock at your door. “Y/N I’m making a grocery list and I was won-“

“Shhhhh!!!” Dean looked from you to the TV as Harrison Ford slid into the booth at the Cantina.

“Han Solo, I’m captain of the Millennium Falcon”

“Hell yeah you are,” you murmured at the TV as Dean’s eyebrows raised and came together.

“Swoon much?”

“Hell fuckin’ yeah! I love me some Han Solo.” Dean stood there for a few moments, watching as you were pulled back into the movie. He knew you were a fan, but he didn’t realize how big of a crush you had on Han.

Throughout the week as you watched the rest of the movies they were always being brought up. “Oh I forgot about this part, Han is so brave!” “Can you believe how talented he is?!” “Ugh Han is so attractive it’s not fair!”

Dean didn’t know why it was bothering him so much but he started to get fed up with having to share the spotlight. Usually he was the attractive badass that was a total sweetheart. Now this Han dude was ruining that for him. After doing some research one-night though Dean was pretty confident he was going to get your attention back.

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Tell The Kids, LMM/Reader

Prompt: Reader is Lin’s assistant on Mary Poppins

Words: 1014

Author’s Note: Yikes I had to write this very quickly. I haven’t been finding great time to write recently because I now have 2 jobs! Yikes! Check out the giveaway I’m doing! Win cool stuff!

Warnings: Probably cursing somewhere.

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Your fingers typed furiously at your iPhone, the faint click with each tap more than likely annoying the airport go-ers who brushed by you.

You murmured incoherent words to yourself, a string of tasks to complete that you needed to keep fresh in your mind. Every so often, your eyes would shoot up to the terminal door, still unopened.

A sudden burst of voices caught your attention, and you immediately recognized him in the crowd.

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anonymous asked:

(Hello I absolutely LOVED your non-au headcanon!!) Could you make one where jikook are not a couple (yet) but Jungkook is super jealous of exo’s Chanyeol being all over Jimin at ISAC and Seoul music awards 2017?

yes yes bb! thank you so much for reading my stuff and sending in a request!! (also my chronology is probably messed up, i can’t remember if isac came first or the music awards lmao. i’m going with music awards….i feel like that was first….

+ “who are you texting?” jungkook asked jimin. they were in their dorm on the couch watching some show but jimin kept smiling at his phone. it was making jungkook very curious. 

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