never worn before

OMG Guys look!

I’m pretty satisfied with my ship in the spoilers *w* YAY for Gajevy! BUT LOOK WHAT I NOTICED! Look at Gajeels suit!!! 

Heres a zoom in

Gajeel has never worn this suit before in the manga or the anime, but I have seen this before from a very popular gajevy artist that I’m pretty sure all of you know as rboz (and I think Mashima is a fan to ;))

See! Look!!!

:D ahhhhh I think Mashima liked the outfit so much he added it to the final chapter X3 plus Levy being pregnant has made my year!

Hope they add more details in the anime!

Fantasies

request: Omg requests?  Could we have a oneshot about Bucky seeing his girlfriend wearing a Choker for the first time? Like, she has never worn one before, but this one has one of those silver metal rings on it, and Buckys mind goes somewhere very dirty when he sees it?  Please?

word count: 3251

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, oral (female recieving), tbh this is just plain filth there’s no other way to put it

Originally posted by painfulblisss

You were a thing of dreams, a vision standing there and Bucky couldn’t help but marvel at your beauty. You were the epitome of perfection and as you stood there Bucky leaned back in his chair taking his time to allow his eyes to rake over your body, his eyes stopped at your neck and Bucky let out a harsh breath at the sight.

Your neck was adorned with a choker which hung a silver metal ring, the sight of you wearing such a thing made Bucky want to fuck you whilst you were wearing it and only it. He didn’t know what it was that captivated him so much but it didn’t matter, the only thing that mattered was putting that choker to good use.

You looked at him concerned, he hadn’t moved or said anything in minutes and that was unlike Bucky who was practically hyperactive. “Bucky, you good?” You asked and at the sound of your voice his head snapped up, tearing his gaze away from your neck and focusing it on your face.

Bucky was afraid if he looked down, it would become painfully aware to the both of you the effect that your choker had on him. Bucky swallowed thickly trying to distance himself from his thoughts of you writhing under him as his eyes locked on the choker once more. He realised you were waiting for an answer so once again his eyes trailed upwards to your face and he plastered on a smile, “Yeah, I was uh- just thinking.” Bucky replied as you looked at him curiously, you knew there was something going on with the man in front of you.

You shook your head before heading over to your dresser to pull out pyjamas, you were going to put them on when you realised you were still wearing the choker you had put on earlier. Your hands quickly went to your neck clasping the chain hoping you could take it off without any assistance. You were on the cusps of unclasping it when Bucky shot up of the chair in your bedroom. You looked at him an eyebrow arched, “What?” You asked as you looked at your boyfriend confused because ever since you came home from girls night with Wanda he had been acting strangely. It was like the moment he laid eyes on you he went silent, maybe he was upset you couldn’t spend time with him before he left because he was on a mission debriefing.

Bucky gulped and said all too quickly, “Don’t take it off.” At his words confusion over took you, what was he talking about?

“Take what off?” You asked because this was getting annoying.

Bucky took a deep breath trying to stave off the feelings that were evoked by the piece of jewellery on your neck. “The choker, don’t take it off.” Bucky clarified and he did so in a tone of voice you had heard many times when you were lying beneath him bare and under his control.

You also knew the look on his face too well, it was the look that said he wanted to devour you.You realised then what he wanted, why he was so silent and why he refused to let you take the choker off. You pretended as if you didn’t know however and instead asked him a question, “Why not?” You asked as you tilted your head looking at your boyfriend who was standing up his fists clenching trying to control the fire inside of him.

He took one look at you, his eyes focusing solely on your choker and then he stepped forward his hands going straight to your ass and kneading the clothed flesh. “Because babydoll I like it, a lot. I also love the thought of how you’d look wearing it and only it as I fuck you hard like I know you want.” Bucky said and it his words you sucked in a breath because you loved Bucky and all his dirty fantasies and this one sounded delectable.

“You have to do something for me and if you do I’ll keep it on so you can fuck the shit out of me.” You replied with a small smirk as you wove your hands around Bucky’s neck bringing him closer to you before you pressed your lips to his. Bucky kissed back immediately his lips tangling in yours as his hand never once stopped kneading the flesh he hoped to turn red later tonight.

His metal arm found itself astray and inching closer and closer to your clothed bundle of nerves, his thick fingers rubbed along your clit and at the feeling you moaned your lips parting as you did allowing Bucky’s tongue to slither in. You didn’t fight him, you never did -  you loved it when he took control. His tongue ravaged your mouth as you hoped he would on another body part.

When he was done, he bit down heavily on your bottom lip causing you let out a whimper your body shaking slightly at the blurred lines of pain and pleasure. He pulled away and looked at you, “What exactly is that you want me to for you, doll?” Bucky asked.

“Besides fucking the life out of me I want you to devour me.” You said as you grabbed ahold of his metal fingers and pinched your clit making you purr like a kitten.

Bucky’s tongue ran deliciously across his lips at sight as well as the sound of your moans.“What do you want?” Bucky asked because he loved to tease, he loved the way you would beg him to fuck you as well as the sound of you moaning and sobbing his name as pleasure overtook you and your senses.

You moved his hand from your clothed clit and brought his fingers up to your mouth bringing one of the heavenly thick fingers to your lips before you ran your tongue over the tip before taking it all into your mouth. Bucky groaned at the sight because you looked enticing as you sucked his fingers like it was his cock.

“My babydoll’s so dirty.” Bucky practically bragged as you gave all of his thick fingers the special treatment, he could picture you on your knees sucking his cock and your being covered in his cum. “Always.” You said with a smirk which made Bucky chuckle darkly.

“Undress babygirl and lay on the bed, I’m gonna give you exactly what you need,” Bucky said and you did as he said. You stripped yourself bare till you were wearing nothing but the choker Bucky was now extremely fond of.

Bucky looked at you sprawled out on the bed, legs opened wide ready and waiting for him in nothing but the choker that made him want to lose all self-control. He found himself reaching for his phone on the bedside and taking multiple photos of you, each time you heard the audible click of the camera you put yourself in another position all of which highlighted the choker on your neck. When Bucky was satisfied that he had taken enough pictures of you and that as always you looked absolutely fucking perfect in each photo, he set his phone down to the side and steadily crawled his way up the bed. He found himself in between your legs like he always did and the sight before him was glorious, he could see your wetness leaking all over the sheets and it was magnificent.

“You’re so fucking perfect baby doll, you know that? You’re so wet, is it all for me?” Bucky asked and you bit your lip nodding as you looked down at him.“Can’t wait to show just how much I fucking love you in that choker,” Bucky said before he leant down and in an instant, his mouth was on your pussy. Your hands flew to his long tresses needing to clutch something as pleasure spiked through you, your moans were no longer soft they were harsh and loud as Bucky ate you out like it was his job.

He wouldn’t let you go, he couldn’t with how hard you were tugging at his hair and how you moaned his name so desperately. Your back arched against the sheets your body quaking as Bucky delved deeper, his tongue ravenous as he sucked and licked at your clit. You had been in this position many times but this was different, there was a raging fire inside of him and you could feel it as his tongue came into contact with your clit and he all but growled into your pussy.

“Fuck, Bucky!” You moaned nearly screamed as he lost all restraint, he delved deeper his tongue licking up all that you had to offer, it was sticky and sweet like honey and Bucky couldn’t get enough of the way you tasted on his tongue.He took you like a drug, he was practically an addict to your sweet alluring taste. Bucky went faster wanting more than nothing to feel your white cum on his tongue, he wanted to lap up your juices and when he was done he wanted to fuck you hard all whilst staring at you in that choker.

Bucky sucked harshly on your bundle of nerves and you felt your hips bucking up into the velvety smooth of his lips that have explored every inch of your body in heat and in passion.

“I can’t take it.” You said through moans as Bucky kept eating you out as vigorously as he could wanting to get you to your orgasm. Bucky smirked into your pussy but said nothing and kept going causing you to let out a string of high pitched screams as you tugged so hard on his hair you were sure you would pull a piece out.

Your legs were shaking by his head and your moans and breaths were ragged as Bucky’s tongue and lips never once left their favourite place, he breathed in your scent loving your smell as his teeth raked over the sensitive flesh of your clit.

You couldn’t last any longer, your impending and inevitable orgasm creeping up on you as you felt Bucky’s teeth on your clit once more. Euphoria hit you hard and fast with no mercy and soon you felt your release, Bucky felt it too and the moment he did his face was directly at the source lapping all that you had up. He couldn’t tear himself away from it even as much as he tried, you tasted even better than drugs and Bucky needed another hit.

He kept going long after your high and didn’t stop till the scruff of his beard with covered in thick droplets of your cum.“I can’t, I need you Bucky. I need your cock.” You whimpered and that the sound of just needy you were Bucky pulled back savouring your sweet taste as he did.

He looked at you to see that like always you were absolutely wrecked. You had never looked so perfect to Bucky in your life, your hair was a mess and your lip was red and raw from how hard you had been biting down on it to stop yourself screaming.

“Shh, Babygirl don’t worry I’m gonna give you what you need.” Bucky cooed as he quickly removed his clothes leaving him naked and you desperately needing the fullness of him inside of you.

Bucky liked to take his time with you but once your eyes landed on his thick cock, a needy moan left your lips and suddenly Bucky was impatient. He quickly aligned himself at your entrance, one hand grabbing the headboard whilst his metal arm came down to your hips keeping them in place as he pushed in. The moment you felt his cock slide through your puckered hole you were a goner, you looked into Bucky’s eyes and you saw a fury and you knew that it wouldn’t be long again till you were coming all over his cock.

Bucky wasted no time in starting to move, he was as quick as ever and didn’t show any mercy whatsoever. You could hear the headboard above you rocking as Bucky thrusted into you so hard you thought the bed might collapse.

“Fuck you’re so tight. I’m gonna fuck you so hard babygirl. You want that?” Bucky asked and you nodded frantically as his hips thrusted into yours and then a string of your moans filled the air.

Bucky couldn’t help himself groaning at your noises as he pushed into you so hard the sound of your skin slapping against each other in the most animalistic of ways rang throughout the room. It was as if every time Bucky fucked you he was like a dog without a leash: wild and free to do whatever he pleased and what he liked to do was make you scream at the top of your lungs.

Your hands found the sheets needing something to hold on to as Bucky drove his cock into your pussy at the speed you had never experienced before. You wondered why and then you realised his eyes were glaring holes into the choker that had started it all.

The headboard hit the wall furiously as Bucky’s eyes never once left your neck finding it as well as the tightness of your pussy the most intoxicating thing ever. He drilled into you so hard you were writhing under him screaming and moaning clutching the sheets so hard you were nearly tearing them. He loved it, every pulsing throbbing moment of it because you were a sight to behold wearing the choker and letting him fuck you into an oblivion.

“Use it.” You managed to breathe out and Bucky looked at you in confusion although never once stopping thrusting into you like a savage.

You looked up at him seeing his confusion and clarified, “Use the choker, use it as you fuck me.” You said and that was all Bucky needed and the next you knew he pulling you up using the metal ring onto his cock, you were now in a straddling position and Bucky brought his hand from the headboard to your hips.

Your hips connected as Bucky used the metal loop to keep pulling you down with force and fury onto his cock, every time he did you screamed so loud he was sure anyone who lived near you would be able to hear and he was glad because he wanted people to know just how good he could fuck you. The hand from your hip came to your hair tugging on it and pulling your lips onto his, your moans and screams were muffled as Bucky’s tongue sought you out exploring every inch and crevice of your mouth.

You let him with pleasure because you couldn’t focus on anything else but the way he kept pulling you down matching his thrusts as a whole new ecstasy took over your senses.

When Bucky pulled back from the kiss, light was shed onto your moans and Bucky found the noise simply melodic. He pulled you closer, feeling the hard tips of your nipples against his chest as he rutted into you. You found yourself biting down onto his shoulder and at your actions deep guttural moans left Bucky’s lips because you were just as nasty and animalistic as he was. You tightened your legs around clamping down on his cock and the feeling was so fucking perfect the deep groan that emitted from Bucky sounded like a scream and the sound made your eyes roll back in pleasure.

You loved hearing him come undone just as much as he loved hearing you.“Fuck, you sound hot.” You breathed out and then a moan tore itself from your throat, euphoria grabbing hold of you once again. Bucky chuckled against you before dropping his head down against your neck his tongue running along the smooth material of your choker.

“So do you.” Bucky replied before he found space on your neck and clamped his teeth down on your flesh wanting to mark you up because the sight of you covered in the purples bruises he gave you made him fuck you harder.

“Gonna keep going till I feel those walls clamp down on me again and I feel you coming all over my cock like the dirty little girl you are.” Bucky promised as he thrusted deeply into you his balls smacking against your skin, the noise was pure filth – it was beautiful to you and Bucky.

“Not gonna be long.” You said because with the way Bucky was fucking you with pure hunger and lust you knew you wouldn’t be able to last any longer. Your words were proven when Bucky moved your legs up his torso allowing him to thrust into you at a new angle and as he did he hit your g-spot on the mark every single time he ploughed into you.

“Oh, I know babydoll.” Bucky said smugly as he fucked you with all the strength and energy he had left because like you, he felt his high beckoning him over. He gave you his all.It was when he hit your g-spot and when his lips dropped to your breasts that you were done, you couldn’t take it, no longer having it in you and soon enough your vision went white as you were lifted off into the euphoria of your high.

Bucky watched you come undone like a hawk, his eyes never once leaving you as he pulled his lips from your nipples and brought them to your shoulder pressing kisses there to calm you as you came down from your high.

He felt his high when these words left your lips, “Fuck Bucky, come inside me, come inside me please.” He loved when you begged and to hear you beg for his come inside of you was too much for the man who was fucking you mercilessly.

He did as you wanted pulling you closer to him by your choker and pressing his lips to yours as he came just as hard and fast as you did.It was perfect and when you had both calmed down Bucky pulled out of you leaving you an even bigger whimpering mess.

He quickly laid down on the bed pulling you on top of him, you steadied your breathing against him as he ran his fingers down your sides.“Tomorrow we’re going shopping and I’m getting you more of those chokers because fuck Y/N you look so hot I could come again just looking at you.” Bucky said when all was calm and quiet.

You laughed against his chest smiling in your post orgasm haze.“Promise?” You asked because another round of this, as well as some new chokers, sounded amazing to you.

Bucky smiled in bliss before replying, “I promise doll. I’m gonna practically drag you out of the shop to here so I can fuck you again.”

anonymous asked:

I really enjoy reading your head canons 💖 this is my first time so could I request RFA V+Saeran reacting to an mc who's really into makeup and mc wanting to do their makeup? Thank you 💖

Yoosung

  • If MC asked if she could do his makeup, he’d probably be kind of reluctant
  • Just because he’s never worn makeup before, and he’s not sure if it’s appropriate for a guy to wear, even if it’s coming off right after
  • MC does up his makeup, and it’s so pretty, she has to take pictures
  • Then, she cleans it off of him (he kind of likes this part, despite himself) and whips out a completely different set of makeup, but refuses to explain
  • As she’s doing his makeup again, she keeps looking at a reference on her phone
  • When she’s done, she takes more pictures, then reveals to Yoosung she made him look like one of the top-tier bosses in LOLOL
  • He’s so excited by it that he willing posts the pictures and changes his profile picture online ^^

Jaehee

  • Even before they started dating, Jaehee noticed that, although MC never mentioned makeup, she never wore it the same way two days in a row
  • Like, it’s a different style or set of colors, and usually matches to MC’s outfits
  • Whenever Jaehee compliments or verbally acknowledges her makeup, MC smiles really big and Jaehee’s heart melts a little
  • Once they do start dating, Jaehee asks if MC will do her makeup and MC is just like, “My time has come!”
  • They set a day, MC brings more stuff that Jaehee thought she would, and MC makes a look for Jaehee that, when they do a selfie and post it to the Messenger, the guys almost don’t recognize her
  • Jaehee absolutely adores doing girly things like makeup with MC, and never quite gets into it the same way, but loves how enthusiastic MC is

Zen

  • He probably dotes on everything MC says, so when she starts talking make up, he talks brands used by the theater, and styles he’s seen for different shows
  • he totally has selfies of himself in some of those different styles, which makes MC freak out in excitement because it’s so cool
  • They swap some makeup tips, and when MC asks to do Zen’s makeup for fun, he agrees
  • After all, as an actor, he’s used to it (wouldn’t put it past him to wear makeup outside of the house, tbh, but nothing obvious)
  • So he just sits and waits patiently as she does his makeup, occasionally putting his hands on her hips or waist or something because she’s so close and he just wants to touch her
  • When she’s done, he’s very impressed and loves it
  • Maybe he even asks her to teach him so he can do it for her
  • MC is so enthusiastic, he can’t help but smile and gaze on adoringly

Jumin

  • The moment he heard MC say, “I just love makeup” very casually, he was ready to buy MC a bunch
  • Jumin buys the best stuff, but also the colors that best go with MC’s features and coloring
  • He also gets her a ton of supplies so she can do it however she wants with any tool she could need
  • MC feels so spoiled and pampered, but she adores this and him
  • She’d probably ask if she could do his makeup when he had a day off so that could monopolize him and also do his makeup as wild as she wanted
  • He agrees out of curiosity, and is surprised by the end results
  • Then she tells him to close his eyes again, he does, she cleans some of the makeup off, then draws something, and when he checks the mirror again, she’s drawn cat whiskers and a little nose on him
  • He’s amused, pulls her into his lap and offers to draw whiskers on her as well

Saeyoung

  • Oh please, the moment Saeyoung sees all her makeup, color varieties, etc, he asks her to do his makeup
  • Of course, he also wants to return the favor
  • So Saeyoung and MC end up sitting on the couch, doing each other’s makeup, little by little
  • And of course, Saeyoung thinks he looks adorable and loves what she did
  • They dress up to match their makeup and take a picture together, blowing kisses at the camera, then post it to the chats
  • They make it a regular thing to do makeup together or for each other, sometimes it’s ridiculous and fun, sometimes it’s down right sexy
    • One time they dressed up as nurses, and did really pretty, natural, cute makeup with highlights in pink and such
    • Another time they dragged Saeran in and did face paints, so Saeran was a tiger, Saeyoung a red panda, and MC a leopard (and they even had kitty ears and tails to match) (Saeran was so embarrassed and some candid shots from the photo shoot were of Saeran trying to smash the camera)
    • Clowns, they definitely dressed up as clowns
  • Usually, though, it’s just pretty stuff, contouring practice, etc

V

  • Well, being mostly blind he doesn’t have to worry about anything getting too close to his eye
  • He doesn’t get to see her wear makeup , but he loves hearing her describe her makeup for the day
  • The first time she does his makeup (he thought it’d be fun) he almost had a sensation overload because she kept touching his face so gently
  • One or twice they go out with him wearing makeup because his glasses cover up the obvious stuff
  • When he gets his eyes fixed, he still asks her to describe her makeup before he sees it
  • He still enjoys her applying makeup to him, even if he doesn’t wear it out anymore, as it’s very soothing

Saeran

  • he already steals MC’s eyeliner
  • Okay, but Saeran probably knows how much she spends on makeup
  • But for some reason, he actually finds it kind of soothing to watch MC do her makeup
  • Like, it’s so basic and routine for her, picking colors (once he starts observing her, she starts asking his opinions), switching between brushes and tools, and just applying everything
  • The monotony and simplicity is probably what does it
  • One day, she waits for him in the bathroom, a brush in hand, and says, “Your turn.”
  • She got some makeup specifically for him, and, after a little pushing and prodding, Saeran sits down and lets MC apply his makeup
  • She gave him a punk look with the dark eyeliner and mascara and all that
  • Saeran likes it more than he wants to admit, so he washes most of the makeup off, but leaves the eye stuff in tact claiming, “it’s hard to get off”
  • he’s not wrong, but MC sees right through him and says nothing
“Babydoll” (Suga Smut)

Originally posted by jungsooneul

Title: Babydoll

POV: 2nd

Rating: NC-17 smutty smut

Summary: You decide to try on some lingerie, unsure of how Yoongi will take it. 

Requested by anon!

Yoongi sat on the bed, leaning back on his hands and lulling his head back and forth over his shoulders, eyes shut and sighing.

“Will you come out now?”

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anonymous asked:

How would the RFA+V+Saeran react to when they see their short s/o in a onesie for the first time?? Thanks a lot~

Here you go!


Zen:

  • You guys were ready for a chill night in so you pull out your onesie
  • It was a lady bug onesie
  • It had a hood with the ears and all
  • When you walked into the living room, Zen nearly spit out his drink
  • You thought he was going to laugh at you
  • But he just lets out a big, “AWWW!”
  • He’s so adamant of taking pictures together
  • You look so precious

Yoosung:

  • You saw it coming You put Pikachu onesie for pizza night
  • He gets super blushy when he sees you
  • Not because he’s embarassed, but you’re just so cute
  • All of it is making him so dizzy and he keeps gushing over you
  • He makes cheesy lines
  • “MC…I choose you.”
  • He keeps playing with your Pikachu ears
  • Sparks definitely fly later on;)

Jaehee:

  • You were prepping for your weekly movie night
  • So you come out in your Rilakkuma onesie
  • Jaehee was a Huge, secret fan of Rilakkuma
  • She thinks you looks so cute in it…but is also kind of sad because she wants one
  • Good thing you know her well enough
  • You reach into the closet and pull out the matching one you got for her
  • She’s ecstatic and she almost wears it every day for a week

Jumin:

  • You didn’t expect him to be home early from his business trip
  • So he walked in on you, laying on the couch in a tiger onesie all cuddled up with Elizabeth
  • He softly gasps
  • He takes his phone out and immediately takes a blurry picture of you
  • “Why have you never worn one before?” he asks
  • “I was scared you wouldn’t take me seriously.”
  • “MC…I want one.”
  • And so you get him one..it was a plain black one with cat ears on the hood
  • But, since he’s most comfortable in a suit… he only ever wears it once


Seven:

  • Seven kept the AC on unreasonably low that evening
  • So you pulled out your mouse onesie–complete with ears and a tail
  • But Seven was the one who squeaked when he saw you
  • He thought you looked absolutely adorable
  • He disappears for a second and comes back out with a cat onesie
  • “I guess I’m the cat, and you’re the mouse,” he says with a wink
  • He names his own onesie Tom
  • Then he proceeds to chase you around the house
  • Eventually you two are so tired and suffocated by the onesie, you end up half passed out on the couch

Saeran:

  • You were just in the mood for your elephant onesie
  • So you just walk around the house all day in it
  • Saeran sees you, and he really thinks you look weird
  • He bursts out laughing
  • You get annoyed and start attacking him with your trunk
  • He grabs it and holds onto it until you’re stuck
  • All day, it’s just this little tug of war of you attacking him and him retaliating with your onesie on

V:

  • Assuming he can see you
  • You guys were cleaning the closets and he finds this Winnie the Pooh onesie in the back of the closet
  • He asks you what it is, and you put it on
  • He seems pretty calm besides a wide smile, but he’s melting inside
  • He asks if Winnie the Pooh is your favorite character
  • You also subtly flirt with him
  • “You’re my honey,” you’d tell him and watch him blush and wave a hand at you

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Ok let’s talk about Liam.  You wanna talk about Liam?  I wanna talk about Liam.

He was so on in the interviews from today.  Of course there’s always an element of reading into things with this, but I think he was throwing shade left and right and it was glorious.

1) He wore a bright yellow jacket (Zayn’s color) with a Batman necklace (Batman having been used to represent Zayn in past hints, skip to 6 in the link) on the day two of his interviews came out that mentioned Zayn, one of which was definitely filmed today based on the clothing.  One of his other interviews today was also at Z100.

2) When his Batman necklace came up in discussion, there was a point where he said that “he comes around with me sometimes” and then a part I can’t hear clearly.  Anyway, it might be my imagination, but something about his tone and the emphasis he used makes me think he was talking about Zayn.  He’s never worn that necklace before, so saying “sometimes”  doesn’t quite fit, does it?  That, among other things, just gives me a feeling.

3) Liam replied to @natyamity today on Twitter for the lovely modification of Liam’s new Twitter emoji.  She’s one of the members of TheZiamNews on Twitter.  While him interacting with her isn’t a first, it definitely fits with the Ziam theme today in particular.

4) When Liam was telling the TS story, he mentioned himself being there and Harry and Niall, but then he said, “Where was Louis?” with this playful-but-really-meaningful-in-a-shady-way tone.  I mean, if she’s anywhere nearby, you and I and Liam all know that Louis is going to be as far away as possible.

5) The quote they’re using about the hiatus makes it sound like Liam is uncertain of a reunion, but then in a different interview today he specifically emphasized how it’s a “HIATUS” and tells the interviewers, “it’s not a case of breaking free because it’s a hiatus, just remember”.  Clearly nothing has changed from what the boys originally told us even though the official narrative is trying pretty hard right now to slowly and subtly make fans lose faith.

6) He put 5 colored hearts as emoji on the pic on Instagram.  This one is hard to say for sure, but someone (maybe Liam) chose to specifically put 5 heart emoji on the picture.  I’m saying OT5 since today’s already a shady day.

So yeah, basically, Liam has been glorious in interviews ever since this round of promo started (despite unfortunate official narrative circumstances) and he turned the shade up to high today.  It was awesome.  That is all.

Capable (Chapter 4) NSFW

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Originally posted by katerinasgranger

Bucky Barnes x mutant!Reader

Summary: You were kidnapped by Hydra 10 years ago but now you’re free. You find yourself at the Avengers Tower while you recover and readjust to real life.

Warnings: language (moderate), SMUT

A/N: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SEXUAL SITUATIONS AND IS INTENDED ONLY FOR AUDIENCES OVER THE AGE OF 18!!! Feedback is always welcome, especially since this is my first smut. If you don’t want to be tagged in future fics please just let me know, promise I won’t be offended. Or if you do want be tagged and you’re not you can tell me that too! Hope everyone enjoys the new chapter! REQUESTS ARE OPEN!



You and Bucky had grown so close since your talk. Little by little you had started to tell him everything that had happened to you while with Hydra. But it was so much more than just sharing your traumatic stories, you had grown close physically too. You would wake each other in the middle of the night if either of you had a bad dream and hold the other in your arms until they fell back asleep. You would always sit next to each other on the couch or at dinner. Bucky would sit next to you with his arm around you just rubbing tiny patterns with his thumb into your shoulder or back as you watched movies. It became almost intimate the way you two interacted. It was so nice to have someone that just understood how you were feeling and where you were at mentally.

You woke up to Natasha and Wanda banging on your bedroom door, they had promised to take you shopping today. You groaned and felt the weight on the bed shift next to you as Bucky rolled over. Bucky had a nightmare last night and had come to your room for consoling, but you knew Nat and Wanda wouldn’t believe you if you told them nothing happened. 

“I’ll meet you guys in the living room in 10 minutes” You yelled at them through the door. Bucky groaned again trying to hide his head under a pillow. “Come on get up Buck, quit being fucking lazy.” You rolled off the bed and walked to your closet to get dressed.

“Well you’re not gonna be here so you really won’t know if I don’t get up or not.” He may have been tired but that doesn’t mean wasn’t still a sassy little shit.

“Fine, stay in bed, I don’t care.” You quickly threw on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, not caring if Bucky saw. The two of you stayed in each other’s rooms so often that being modest had kind of gone out the window. You looked over and saw him snuggling back into the bed and decided to just leave him be, after all he was right, it didn’t really matter if he got up.

You met up with Nat and Wanda in the living room, then the three of you quickly ran off to start your shopping. First stop was getting you some clothes that you actually wanted to wear.

“What about this? It’s super cute and would look great on you!” Wanda held up a tiny crop top to your chest in an attempt to see if it was the right size.

“Absolutely not, when on earth would something like that ever be practical?” You took the shirt, if you could call it that, from her hands and placed it back on the rack.

“You know Y/N, not everything you wear has to be practical. Live a little, I mean at least try it on. It’s not like you’re spending your own money on it, so if you buy it and never wear it, no big deal.” Nat snatched the top back off the rack and forced it into your arms. As much as you didn’t want to admit it, she was right, Tony was paying for your stuff since it’s not a like a dead woman can go out and get a credit card. You sighed in defeat and took your stack of clothes to the dressing room to try them on. You ended up finding quite a few things that you liked through out the day, as did the other girls. Nat ended up calling a car from the tower to come take some bags from you all so you could continue shopping in peace.

“You know what we need to do next?” Nat beamed at you with a sly grin plastered on her face.

“Fucking eat.” You tossed back.

“NOOOO, well yeah, but after that, we need to take you underwear shopping.” She was almost jumping up and down she was so excited and now Wanda had a stupid grin on her face too.

“I have underwear Nat, I don’t need anymore.” You knew that they thought you and Bucky were hooking up. So they probably thought they were being sneaky in trying to take you lingerie shopping.

“Yeah but you don’t have cute underwear, just that cheap stuff Pepper and I got you.” She grabbed you by the hand and started to drag you down the street. Yet again you sighed in defeat knowing you weren’t going to talk her out of this idea, plus you honestly wouldn’t mind some cuter underwear. You did manage to get her to stop for food before she forced you into the lingerie store.

Nat and Wanda immediately started grabbing things off the shelves and racks for you to try on. God they were like animals the way they tore threw the store grabbing stuff for you. Clearly they had been here many times before. 

“Alright, that should be enough for now.” Nat stood in front of you triumphantly. 

You took your things and went to try them on. Thankfully most of the things they gave you were panties and bras so you did’t have to try them on to know if you liked them. You set aside a few lacy pairs of each and a few more practical cotton pairs that were still really cute, but now it was time to try on the lingerie sets. You had never worn lingerie before, back in the day when you wanted to hook up with someone it just happened, there wasn’t really a lot of foreplay or planning so it just wasn’t necessary. You kind of liked the idea though of setting out to tease someone or actually planning on hooking up with someone but lord have mercy it had been so long since you even tried to flirt, you wouldn’t even know where to start. After trying on a few pieces that were all way too complicated, you finally picked up a cute sheer, little dress with matching panties and it looked amazing on you. It made you feel something you hadn’t felt in a really long time, horny.

You had noticed a sex shop next door to the lingerie store. So when you came out of the dressing room you decided to ask Nat and Wanda to take you there next. It had been so long since you even thought about sex. You weren’t a virgin by any means, you had hooked up with quite a few men and women back in the day but it had been at least 10 years since any of that had happened. You walked up and down the aisles of the sex shop trying to figure out exactly what it was you wanted. You needed something that was going to work quick but not make a lot of noise. God, you’d be mortified if anyone heard you. 

Then like magic, Wanda appeared around a corner with a box in her hand. “Here, this is the one I use, it’s super quiet but works, amaaaaazingly, but don’t tell anyone.” She thrust the box at you to take before Nat could show up. You gladly took it, thankful that she had basically read your mind and saved you lots of time and probably some embarrassing questions.

You guys got back to the tower shortly after your little adventure at the sex shop. You wanted so badly to just stay in your room to masturbate but you knew the girls would never let you live it down so you put your stuff away and went back to the common area for a few hours. 

You were so distracted by the wetness pooling in your panties all evening that you must have been acting different because Bucky asked you at least three times if you were feeling okay. You kept telling him you were fine but he just wouldn’t seem to let it go. Finally enough time had passed since you got home that you could tell everyone you were tired and go to your room.

You immediately ripped off your clothes then dug through your shopping bags to find the nighty set that had gotten this all started in the first place. You put it on and stared at yourself in the mirror, you looked just as good now as you had in the store. While standing there in the mirror you reached up under the top and started massaging your breast, it was amazing as you felt your nipples harden under your own touch. You reached your other hand down your panties and started to rub circles on your clit. You were already so wet. 

After a few moments of playing with yourself in the mirror you finally grabbed your new toy out of the bag and put the batteries in. It had 10 speeds and 8 vibration patters, and you were planning on experiencing every combination. You laid down on the bed, turning it on, you pressed the head of it to your clit, using your own wetness as lube to make sure it slid in nice and easily. You started moaning and whimpering as it entered you. You kept it on a low setting to start, you didn’t want to overwhelm yourself and you also didn’t want your first session in 10 years to end too quickly.

Bucky waited a few minutes after you left before going to check on you. You had seemed so out of it since you got back from shopping. He was nervous that something had happened while you were out, maybe you saw something, or worse someone and you just didn’t want to talk about it in front of the others. He made his way towards your room. Once he got outside the door, he heard soft whimpering coming from inside. Worried that you were having a bad dream, he burst in without knocking.

“O-oh my god Bucky! What the fuck!” Your torso shot up off the bed when the door flew open, the toy still between your legs.

“Shit, shit, I’m so sorry Y/N. I thought, fuck, shit.” Bucky kept trying to look away from you but the see-through nighty that you were wearing and the toy you had clearly been fucking yourself with were making it really hard for him to do so. Thankfully he had closed the door behind him so you at least weren’t putting on a show for the whole tower to see. “Um, is that new?”

“What? Yes, um, jesus christ.” You flopped back on the bed, your face turning bright pink, not wanting to look Bucky in the face any longer.

“Okay, um, I’ll just go but can I tell you something first?” Unsure of how you would react Bucky started slowly walking towards you, thankful that you weren’t looking at him, because he didn’t want you to see the growing tent in his pants.

“Make it quick Buck, I’m a little busy here.” You threw your hands over your face as you heard him moving towards you, trying so hard not to make eye contact. You peeked out between your fingers to see him standing above you. You scrunched your face, not really sure what he was doing.

“Can I?” He gestured to the toy still inside you. Flustered and confused as to where this was going you slowly nodded. “This part right here,” he pointed to the rabbit part of your toy. “Is supposed to press right here.” He pushed the toy further inside you, pressing the rabbit flush against your clit then turned up the speed. You inhaled sharply at the new sensation then let out a string of moans and curses.

“Oh my god Bucky, don’t stop,” you cried as you writhed around on your bed. Bucky was standing over you, expertly pleasuring you with the toy. You reached your hands back up to start playing with your breasts again. You heard a low grown come from Bucky as you continued to pull at and pinch your nipples. He started to thrust the toy faster and harder into you, he couldn’t wait to watch your orgasm wash over you. It didn’t take much longer before you were repeating his name like a prayer.

“I wanna taste you,” He looked at you for consent before he kneeled down at the end of your bed. Wide eyed, you looked at him and nodded. “I need you to say it baby, tell me you want it.”

“Yes, for the love of god Buck, do it, do whatever you want.” You groaned as you felt his fingers push inside you, replacing the toy that had just been there. He used his thumb to keep your clit stimulated as he watched you for another few seconds before shoving his face in your pussy. The moan he made after licking a wide stripe up your pussy vibrated through your whole body. You felt his tongue replace his thumb while he ate you out and fingered you at the same time. Between the pace his set, the expert way he tongued your clit and surprisingly pleasurable way his scruff felt on your thighs, your second orgasm came just as quickly as the first.

“Oh fuck Bucky, fuck, I need you inside me.” You were basically whining at him. If he was this good with his hands and mouth you couldn’t wait to see what he could do with his cock. He kissed his way up your torso, pulling your nighty up with him, he stopped at your breasts so he could lick and bite at your nipples. You arched your back at the sensation, running your fingers through this hair, yearning for him to touch you more. He continued on up your body, nipping at your neck and collar bone.

“Not tonight doll, another time, I promise.” His mouth roughly met yours in a heated kiss. You rolled your hips against him, grinding your still wet pussy on his clothed crotch as he laid between your legs. He groaned into your mouth, then reached his metal hand down between your legs, rubbing your clit again. “I’m serious, Y/N, we can’t do that tonight. I was not prepared for this, but if you’re not done, I’d be more than happy to keep doing what we were doing until you are. Does that sound good?” He had pushed his metal fingers inside you now and was pumping them furiously. A soft whine escaped your lips as you bucked your hips against his hand. The metal felt so cool and different against your hot skin, it was just a whirlwind of feelings and sensations that you would have never thought to pair but felt so right.

“But what about you?” You cried between the thrusts of his fingers as you started palming him through his jeans. “I want you to feel good too.” He started thrusting his fingers faster as your hand made it’s way down his pants, fingers wrapping gently around his thick cock as you slowly pumped it. As you felt your third orgasm bubble up inside, your hand started to get a firmer grasp around him and you tried to pump in time with his thrusts. You third time was just as strong as the last two as you felt the bubble inside you explode with ecstasy. 

After you were done riding out your orgasm, you flipped him over on to his back and made your way down his body. You pulled up his shirt so you could kiss and nip at his well toned chest and abs while you undid his pants. “Can I do this for you Buck?” You looked up at him with doe eyes, face hovering over his crotch. He nodded, honestly a little surprised that you were so insistent on returning a favor that didn’t need to be returned. He groaned and reached towards you, tangling his fingers into your hair as you pulled down his pants and boxers. You looked up at him again, your eyes locked as you expertly wrapped your mouth and hand around his cock. It may have been a while since you had done this but it was definitely not your first rodeo. You swirled your tongue around the tip of his cock as you bobbed your head up and down. You felt Bucky flop his torso down onto the bed as he let out a low growl in pleasure. You used your hand to pump his cock in time with your bobbing head as you hollowed your cheeks around him. You used your other hand to fondle his balls as you sped up your pace. He gripped your hair tighter and let out a loud string of fucks and shits and you knew that you had pushed him over the edge when you finally felt his cum hitting the back of your throat.

You sat up and wiped your mouth, while Bucky just laid there still recovering from his orgasm. You chuckled silently at him, looks like you still have the magic touch when it comes to oral. You got up, went to the bathroom then brushed your teeth. When you came out Bucky was getting dressed. “What are you doing?” You arched an eyebrow at him.

“Well, I don’t want people to think anything weird about me leaving your room tomorrow.” You knew he was just trying to respect your privacy but it was silly.

“Bucky, you literally slept in my bed last night. No one is going to think anything of it and even if they do who cares.” You walked over and gave him a reassuring hug then pulled him back towards the bed. “Just stay here tonight, please.”

He didn’t try to fight you on the matter, just slipped his pants back off and climbed into his usual spot on your bed. You smiled contently at him as you slipped into bed next to him, curling up in his arms. You didn’t think the two of you had been loud enough for anyone else to hear you, except maybe Nat, who was in the room next to you. Shit, boy, were you going to hear about this from her tomorrow. Whatever, it was totally worth it and you were definitely hoping it would happen again.




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Handy Dandy. [Connor Murphy Oneshot].

Title: Handy Dandy.
Pairing: Implied! - Connor Murphy x Reader.
Words: 1,593.
Fandom/Musical: Dear Evan Hansen.
Rating: T. (Language).


“Are you fucking kidding me?” Connor whispered aggressively, more to himself than to you. Though the words came out roughly you knew that they didn’t actually hold any hostility. Tucking back a piece of his hair behind his ear which simultaneously curled around his fingers as he did so, Connor found himself slightly bent over to analyze the extensive amount of nail polishes you actually owned. Funny enough though, he had only seen to wear maybe two of the colors and if he took his time, he could find the bottles because they’d had a lot less polish inside. Picking up a shade of yellow, that was honestly more leaning towards an ugly construction yellow and burned his eyes, he looked back at you.

Connor mumbled, “Really, (Name)? Dehydrated piss color?”

You held your hands up in defense and walked towards him with a gentle, “Sometimes I need the happy colors.”

Connor sat the bottle back where he picked it up from and laughed bitterly, “Happy color? Piss is not a happy color. A happy color is like… Like…” He scanned the polishes before picking up what he’d describe as a ‘cotton candy’ pink. “This.”

Snapping the bottle out of his hand, you chuckled and said, “I don’t think I’ve never worn this color before.” You raised your eyebrows, “Wanna try?” Waving the bottle in front of his face, he pushed your hand back with a small scowl before it slowly turned into a smile.

 “Fuck off.” He bent forward a bit, looking for a specific color. You couldn’t stop yourself from looking at him and the way that he moved. It was interesting, to say the least. Connor pushed people away, both figuratively and literally in instances where he feels that physically pushing someone is the best for his own safety. Even his own movements, as slightly graceful as they appeared, also pushed people away. He moved roughly but with a sense of hesitance behind every move of his muscles. A warning that getting too close would end terribly for both parties.

 Taking a deep breath in, Connor straightened up and picked up a small bottle of nail polish off of your dresser, the sound drawing you back to reality. “Why are there like twenty shades of black?” He asked you, tilting the bottle to the side so he could read what funky name the polish had, “I thought black was black, you know? What the fuck is…” He squinted at the small letters, “Envious Fury?”

Laughing, you plucked the bottle out of his hand and informed him gently, “Obviously, it’s the color of jealousy and anger, can’t you read?”

“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t know that those emotions included goddamn glitter.” He took the bottle back out of your hands, letting his fingers linger upon yours for a moment too long before quickly drawing them back in. A technique he had learned to keep people away, to make them assume that he was really unobtainable emotionally.

 It wasn’t as if the two of you were friends and it sure as hell wasn’t as if Connor could actually spill his secrets to you, things that people assumed about him, but weren’t really true. You were just a convenience to him, or so he tried to convince himself constantly. A convenience friend, he would say. Not really friends all the time but friends when he got into fights with his parents and had nowhere else to go, or a friend when you were lost and couldn’t find your way out.

 Visits were becoming much more frequent, or so you noticed. Connor was sneaking over to your house more often, later in the evening. He’d even found a way into your bedroom without going through the front door and alerting your parents that you had someone over, and when first executed, it was painful to say that he ended up with a few rose thorns on his fingertips, palms and thighs from the rose bushes in the front of your parents yard.

He’d come over, sneak in, and the two of you would sit there. Nothing had to be said, and if you asked him what was wrong, more often than not, Connor would find himself building up the security wall around his personality and mind so you couldn’t pry your way inside. It wasn’t a matter of wanting to talk about anything with Connor, it was just a sense of some sort of stability. Someone who wouldn’t yell at him for doing bad, someone who wouldn’t get mad at him for not wanting to talk, and someone who could actually maybe, in one way or another, understand what he was going through even if it wasn’t spoken out-loud.

 Catching yourself staring at him once again, you plucked the bottle of black nail polish off your dresser, the one that Connor usually went after and sat down on your bed in an eager attempt to push back any sort of thoughts of an actual friendship. This happened every couple of weeks, or whenever the nail polish would fade from his nails. He quite liked the way it looked, and with his long fingers, you had to admit that he pulled off polish a lot better than most of the people you knew. “I want this one.” He said, holding up the glittering black nail polish.

 “Are you su-”

 “If I want to be a sparkling fucker, why not?” He shrugged his slender shoulders, sitting down on the bed across from you. The meager fact that your bed was only a twin size meant that there wasn’t much space between the two of you. Crossing your legs and laughing at his previous statement, Connor shimmed out of his usual grey jacket to reveal a darker grey t-shirt under that clung slightly to his slim frame. He handed you the bottle and held out his right hand without a word. Managing to balance the bottle on a library book you forgot to return god knows how many years ago, you cupped his fingers and began brushing the dark polish on.

 There was silence between the two of you as you brushed gentle onto his thumb and then pointer finger. Mid-way through his middle finger, he began speaking to you. The tone was the same, but the words were somewhat of a surprise and when you gazed up at his face, you found his eyes fixated on your expression rather than on the nail polish brush like they usually were, “I don’t think I’ve ever thanked you.” 

Connor swallowed softly, brushing back a few stray hairs on his forehead with his free hand, “I know, we’ve been doing this for like…” He thought, trying to vaguely guess, “I don’t know, three, four months now and you don’t have to do it but you do anyway.” He laughed to himself, “Not everyone would help a guy who threw a goddamn printer at a teacher when he was in the 2nd grade because he was having a fucking hissy fit.”

 “Being line leader was really important back then.” You dipped the brush back into the bottle, “I’d have been pissed too, having been denied the pleasure.”

 “I didn’t really want to be,” He explained, “It was just… “ Connor stopped talking for a moment and thought over his words. Why was he telling you this? “Everyone else had been line leader that year and I guess I felt… Left out. Like, how shitty sad is that? Such a sob fest.” He joked, but you could tell that it was running much deeper than that by how his voiced cracked near the end. 

You couldn’t find any words inside of your mind that would be a good reply to Connor actually telling you something personal, and so, you rested the brush back inside of the bottle and let go of his right hand, gesturing that you were ready for his left. He stared down at his fingers for a moment, admiring the luminescence that the glitter gave the black. It was like the stars, coating the dark sky with what one could see as hope. Hope, that out there, there’s someone or something that understands.

 “Whatever,” He clenched his jaw and lifted his left hand for you, “I just wanted to say thank you. Thank you for… Not seeing me as a fuck up like everyone else does. For not saying, ‘there goes that psycho kid, Connor Murphy’ in the halls at school.”

 “They don’t see what I see.” You said to him, furrowing your eyebrows as you began painting his left hand. “They don’t see…” You couldn’t think of what to say, though there were indeed a million ideas running wild inside of your head. With your mouth agape, you had hope that perhaps words would just start flowing out instead of you having to force yourself to speak. “They don’t see this.” You gestured between the two of you with your free hand. “They don’t see you like this, they don’t see you as a human who you know, maybe has feelings like the rest of us do… Maybe, it’s just beyond their reach, maybe they refuse to see because then that would make you just like the rest of them and maybe they can’t handle that sort of truth.”

 Connor sat quietly in front of you for a few seconds, soaking up your words and the way that they spilled from your mouth. Almost as if you… You genuinely cared about what people thought about him.

 “Fuck, that’s some deep shit, (Name).”


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peter parker imagine | he’s jealous when you get attention at a party

masterlist | request

words: 1224

warnings: mild swearing.

prompt: [requested by anon] Hi I have a request with Peter Parker :) Reader is a friend of Peter & Ned and in love with Peter. At some point Peter makes a comment about reader’s not getting any affection from guys so at Liz’s party reader shows up with a mini black dress and everyone drools over her even Liz tries to be friends with her and jelous peter! <3 Pls pls pls :)

Originally posted by sincerelysaraahh

“Yeah, right. Like [Y/N] could ever get a boyfriend. The only male attention she’s ever gotten is from us, and we don’t count.”
You knew it was only supposed to be a passing comment or one of Peter’s lame jokes where he hadn’t quite thought before he spoke, but the words had been ringing in your head ever since, causing your eyes to sting with tears every time you thought about it—mainly because it was true. It wasn’t that you particularly cared about what the guys at your school thought of you, but it did make you feel like a laughing stock when Peter joked about it. Particularly since if you wanted any kind of male affection, you would want it from him.
That was why you found yourself standing outside Liz’s house now in a little black dress, working yourself up to go inside. You had never worn anything so revealing before, nor had you ever made so much of an effort with your hair and makeup. You just hoped it was enough to prove your point.
You held your head high and entered the house without any more hesitation, trying your best to look and feel confident, even when people stared. You heard a few wolf whistles and people mumbling about how good you looked under their breath, and you smiled to yourself.
“Oh my god, [Y/N]. You look so different.” It was Liz, red solo cup in hand. Her eyes were wide as she looked you up and down. “I love your dress. You should totally hang with us tonight.”
And so you did, unknowing that Peter was watching everything from across the room with a face like thunder.

* * *


Hours later and you were desperate for fresh air, so you found yourself in Liz’s garden, where only a few people were mingling quietly. Getting attention had been new and different, but after a while you found yourself wishing you were with your real friends—and you might have been, but Peter had barely spared you a glance all night, and Ned had only given you a few awkward smiles. Your luck seemed to be changing when Peter stepped out into the garden, giving you an uncomfortable wave.
“Hey, stranger,” he said. “Didn’t think I’d see you away from your new posse.”
You rolled your eyes and sat down on one of the steps leading away from the house, trying your best to keep your dress from riding up. “They’re not my posse. You and I both know they’ll go back to ignoring me by Monday.”
He sat down beside you, looking more serious than you were used to seeing him. “So why are you bothering with them now? And why did you come wearing that? It’s not … you.”
“Perhaps not, but I don’t see why that makes you so upset. I just wanted to look nice for a change.”
“You always look nice,” he said, and then upon realising, blushed and sighed. “I mean, you don’t have to fit into their version of nice to look it. I know you’re not that person.”
You were beginning to feel angry, and for once, didn’t try to hide it. Perhaps it was your newfound confidence, or perhaps it was just because you had desperately wanted to say it to him all night, but you began to raise your voice. “I can’t win with you, can I?”
Peter frowned in confusion. “What?”
“You tease me about not being able to get a boyfriend, or even male attention, and then when I try, you don’t like it. You know, you try to fit into their group, too. You’re desperate to get Liz to like you, so why does it matter if I do the same?”
“Wait … did you do all of this because of that joke I made earlier?”
“I did this to prove to myself and to you that I’m not just some loser to be laughed at.”
His expression softened and he laced his fingers between yours. Your heart began to pound; you had never fought with Peter, and you had never held hands with him, either. “Do you honestly believe that’s what I think of you? I know that you’re not a loser, and I would never laugh at you. It was just a joke.”
“It wasn’t just a joke, Peter.” You pulled your hand away and stood up. “You don’t get it. What you said was true, and that’s why it hurt me. You were laughing at me. You always do, and I’m tired of it. Now you can’t, because I got plenty of boys to like me tonight.”
“Well, congratulations, [Y/N].” He stood up, too, so that he towered over you. The fact he was taller than you had never bothered you before, but when he was angry like he was now, it only put him at an advantage. “I guess you proved your point, so go get yourself a boyfriend. You have plenty to choose from.”
“Why are you angry?”
“I’m not angry. I’m …” he gulped, scratching his neck awkwardly. “I’m jealous, alright?”
“Because of Liz? Because if you want me to introduce you to her properly, —“
“This isn’t about Liz. God, [Y/N]! I’m jealous because we were best friends, and now you’re hanging with a bunch of people who don’t care about you. I’m jealous because you can do so much better than those guys in there. They don’t—They don’t like you like I do, alright? They don’t know you or love you like I do. I know I’m not popular, and I’m a shitty friend for making you feel bad, but I am in love with you, and it sucks that now you know you can do better than me.”
There was a moment of silence as you digested his words. “But you said I could never get a boyfriend. Now, because people actually like me, you want me, too?”
“I’ve wanted you for years. I just never knew what to do about it, and I never realised how much it would hurt to see you with other guys. I shouldn’t have made that joke, because it was never true. I didn’t mean to hurt you, or make you feel bad. I’m sorry. Just … Please don’t ditch us—me—for the guys in there to prove me wrong. Please.”
“I was never going to ditch you,” you whispered. “I just wanted to feel good about myself. If I knew how you felt …”
“I should have told you sooner. I don’t want you to think this is just because you’re wearing a dress and makeup. You look beautiful, but I prefer you without all that stuff. Can you say the same for them?”
You shook your head. “No.”
At some point, Peter’s hand had found yours again, and the pad of his thumb traced lines in your skin softly. “I’m sorry,” he said again. “Forgive me?”
“I’ll think about it.” Even as you said it, his head was dipping to meet yours and the two of you were kissing. It was something you had wanted for so long that you could barely believe it was happening now.
You pulled away, a goofy smile on your face. “So I can’t get a boyfriend, huh?”
He laughed. “Yeah, about that …” And then he was kissing you again.

bovaria-deactivated20170902  asked:

#42 with Steve ❤❤

42. “Stop being so cute.”

Originally posted by talkinboutmyimagination

“I know we’re on the run or whatever,” you raised a brow and glanced at Steve as you briskly walked down the sidewalks of New York together. “But you look really cute in glasses.”

“Not the time,” Steve gave you a curt nod and a lopsided smile. “But thanks, sweetheart.”

The more you walked, the more you noticed that Steve was falling behind. Between pulling at his clothes, adjusting the glasses and grumbling about the sneakers on his feet, you were basically dragging him along.

“What’s wrong?” You asked with a huff, having stopped moving so he could get himself together.

“I’ve never worn stuff like this before.” He complained, straightening out the jacket you’d picked for him. The glasses on his face slid down his nose once again as he continued. “Modern clothes are so strange.”

“Do me a favor, Cap? Stop being so cute.” A chuckle passed through you as you pushed the frames back up.

Steve smiled at this and for a brief moment, he felt like everything was normal. Like it was just the two of you, going out and spending time together. He gripped your waist and dipped his head to press a swift kiss to your lips.

“Let’s go.”

Good For You (Connor Murphy x Reader)

WC; 1,771

TW; Uuuu swearing? Depressed reader :<

AN; I changed the lyrics a bit, don’t murder me loves.

REQUEST; so like idk if this is stupid or if ur still taking requests but a connor murphy x reader where it’s kinda like the reader is singing good for you to him bc he fucked up ??? idk i think it would be really interesting to read and end it with fluff maybe ?? fluff is good

You heard a knock on your door, and you reluctantly got up to answer it. You blinked a few times at your best friend since 2nd grade.

“Connor?” You mumbled, stepping aside to let him in.

He nervously smiled as best as he could fake it. You glanced him up and down, noticing his all black outfit.

“How-How are you?” You muttered, trying to make conversation and figure out why he was here subtly.

“I’m- Well, I’m okay.” Connor almost whispered, wringing his hands.

“Can, can you help me?” Connor mumbled, looking at his feet with a pink face

You felt your heart flutter as his hair fell into his face and he pushed it back behind his ear gently.

“Of course I’ll help you, Con.” You said lovingly, guiding him to the couch and sitting next to him.

His face scrunched up as he tried to think of what to say. You turned a light pink as you noticed how adorable he had looked. You were in love, and you had been since you were both fourteen. Sure, you had drifted apart as you grew older, but you still admired him from a distance. He always seemed to know when you were watching him, so he acted as normal as he could. He tried not to get angry at anyone or say something rude to anyone.

You were Connor’s only hope, and he couldn’t loose you. He didn’t know how he was feeling towards you, so he pushed you away as well as the confusion.

“I-I need help asking this girl out.” Connor blinked, looking up at you.

For a moment, just a moment, you felt hope inside yourself. Maybe this was like a cheesy movie scene. You just needed to play your role.

“Oh yeah? Who is this girl?” You smirked, resting your head on your hand and leaning forward a bit for exaggeration.

“Oh, uhm. Her name is Jasmine Cephas Jones.” Connors face turned bright red and he practically had heart eyes.

Your face fell for a moment and you faked a smile. You should’ve known.

“I know her, and I can totally set you two up!” You cheered, trying to hide the fact your eyes were watering slightly.


“Hey, (Y/N)!” Jasmine called, smiling the cutest smile ever. You had wanted to hate her, but you could never. She was so sweet, and you were just jealous.

Connor grinned at you, gesturing to their intertwined hands. You raised your eyebrows and faked another smile. You’d been doing that too much.

“So the date last night went goo-?” You began, getting cut off by the bell.

“Oh! Gotta go, (Y/N)!” Connor smiled again, the realest smile you had ever seen from him. You watched your all time crush and his girlfriend run down the hallway. You stood there until there were only two people in the hallway.

You spun around with tears in your eyes, heading to leave the school with your head down. Out of the corner of your eye you saw Evan Hansen at his locker, watching you practically run by with tears streaming down your face.

You had heard him following you, trying to keep up without running.

“W-Wait, (Y/N)! Wait!” Evan called, making you slow down to a stop in the hallways.

“What, Evan?” You said softly, your voice breaking.

“Are-Are you okay? Why-Why are you crying?” Evan gently grabbed you by the wrist, making you look up at him. You noticed he was only a few inches taller than you. You noticed he was fidgeting with his other hand. You noticed the cast on the arm on his left arm. You noticed the bags under his eyes. You noticed his slightly disheveled dirty blonde hair. You noticed his lips, chapstick smeared on them. You noticed the look of panic on his face as he looked at you.

His eyes were wide as he looked at you. He could tell you were breaking slowly. You had dark bags under your eyes, and your eyes were swollen from crying so much. Your hair was messy, and you dressed in darker clothes than normal. You wore long sleeves, which you’ve never worn before. He didn’t think you even owned long sleeved shirts.

Evan pulled you into his arms, which was completely out of character for him. He was worried about you. You had known each other for the longest time, and you were a family friend.

“You like Connor, don’t you?” Evan whispered, putting his hand on your head.

You nodded into his chest with tears rolling down your face.

“I’m so sorry.” You had both whispered at the same time.


You waved bye to Evan, smiling brightly at him. You and Evan had become really close ever since you had told him everything a week or two ago. You hadn’t spoken to Connor since that day. You tried to, but he was always really busy. You felt anger towards him every time he told you he was too busy to hang out.

You tried to convince yourself you were better than that.

‘Don’t hold grudges, (Y/N).’ You would say to yourself when you got mad. You took up a new hobby of writing lyrics without any music. You were currently writing a piece called “Good For You”, but you hadn’t gotten past the second lyric.

You walked back into the house and only a minute later you heard a knock at the door. Thinking Evan forgot something, you answered it without looking who it was.

“Connor?” You asked, a bit shocked.

“Oh, good, (Y/N), I need your help.” Connor mumbled, walking into the house.

“Wha-?” You had began, growing a bit angry he only came to see you when he needed something from you.

“Jasmine is losing interest in our relationship, I need you to help me spice things up.” Connor paced your kitchen, his arms crossed.

“Who the hell do you think you are, Murphy?” You growled, stepping forward.

“The fuck are you talking about?” Connor squinted at you, angry and confused.

 “So you found a place where the grass is greener. And you jumped the fence to the other side.” You began, repeating the lyrics you had written down.

“Is it good? Is she giving you a world I could never provide?” You held back tears, and you started to sing louder.

“Well I hope you’re proud of your big decision. Yeah, I hope she’s all that you want and more.” You sang, walking closer to you.

“Now you’re free from the agonizing life we were living before.” You sang, watching Connor’s face drop as he listened to the lyrics.

“And you say what you need to say, so that you get to walk away. It would kill you to have to stay trapped. When you’ve got someone new.” Connor’s eyes were wide as he realized he had been ditching his best friend.

“Well I’m sorry you had it rough, and I’m sorry I’m not enough. Thank God she rescued you.” The last line made Connor confused, and that was a feeling he hated.

“So you got what you always wanted. So you got your dream come true. Good for you.. Good for you, you, you.” Your voice was raspy and cold, and you were crying.


“Got a taste of a life so perfect, so you did what you had to do.” You turned away, unable to let him see you cry.

“Good for you, good for you!” You shouted, glaring at him.

“Does it cross your mind to be slightly sorry? Do you even care that you might be wrong? Was it fun? Well I hope you had a blast while you dragged me along.” Your voice softened as if you were singing from another perspective.

“And you say what you need to say. And you play who you need to play,
and if somebody’s in your way crush them and leave them behind!”
Connor had tears in his eyes as he watched you yell, letting it happen.

“Well I guess if I’m not of use. Go ahead, you can cut me loose. Go ahead now, I won’t mind.” You insisted, your voice cracking.

“I’ll shut my mouth and I’ll let you go. Is that good for you? Would that be good for you, you, you?” You repeated, gently shoving him into the counter and walking around.

“I’ll just sit back while you run the show. Is that good for you?
Would that be good for you, you, you?-”
You sang, not expecting Connor to sing over you.

“All I need is some time to think. But the boat is about to sink-”

“I’ll shut my mouth and I’ll let you go, is that good for you? Would that be good for you, you, you?-”

“All the words that I can’t take back, like a train coming off the track, ‘cause the rails and my bones all crack -”

“I’ll just sit back while you run the show, is that good for you?-”

“ I’ve got to find a way to stop it, stop it! Just let me off!” Connor sang, his voice getting loud. Tears ran down his face as silence over came the room. You were both panting and crying, tears dripping down both of your faces.

You and Connor both ran at each other and hugged, tears getting on both of you.

“I-I’m so sorry, I lo-love you.” Connor sobbed into your shoulder. He couldn’t believe he almost lost you.

“I love you, Connor. I love you so much.” You mumbled as Connor gently lifted your face and kissed you by the lips.

You both made up that day, and Connor ended his relationship with Jasmine on good terms. You and Connor had started dating, and all of your friends were in full support of it. Especially Evan.

‘ good mythical morning ’ sentence starters ━━━━

❛  i have been repeatedly spooned by this man.  ❜
❛  what i discovered is that i bleed…  &  then i heal.  ❜
❛  he had a dream vomit.  ❜
❛  I’VE BEEN SHREKED  !!  ❜
❛  i am a modest princess.  ❜
❛  whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat  !!  ❜
❛  bikers wanna do more than kiss.  ❜
❛  hey…  hey girl…  hey.  hey girl…  i like your boots.  ❜
❛  laughter is like farting out of your mouth.  ❜
❛  i sleep with reckless abandon  !!  ❜
❛  just call me sugar daddy.  ❜
❛  soft tacos are wannabe burritos.  ❜
❛  i’m gonna be a rapper,  i’m gonna call myself ritz cracker  !!  ❜
❛  it’s made from the muffin tops of men.  ❜
❛  my cheeks are sweating…  all four of them.  ❜
❛  the fastest way to a woman’s heart is through a worm’s anus.  ❜
❛  dare me to eat the anus  ??  ❜
❛  i could,  at any point,  share something inappropriate.  that’s part of who i am  &  i embrace it  &  constantly battle with it.  ❜
❛  embrace the taste.  ❜
❛  when in doubt,  whip chocolate out.  ❜
❛  question:  how do you eat a fart  ??  ❜
❛  when in doubt,  choose humping.  ❜
❛  everybody wins a goat.  it’s like oprah,  except it’s goats.  ❜
❛  cheese pizza is for kids  &  sad people.  ❜
❛  do you wake up with melted booty dents  ??  ❜
❛  you gotta cross a few lines to get to the circle.  ❜
❛  uneven sideburns are off fleek.  ❜
❛  paint me like your french fries,  jack.  ❜
❛  elbow points are a sign of intelligence.  ❜
❛  you show you mine,  i’ll show you yours.  ❜
❛  these have been boiled for safety.  ❜
❛  i was an anxious child.  i felt safest on the couch.  ❜
❛  you heard of that band  ‘ vomit launch ’  ??  i heard they’re coming into town in a few minutes.  ❜
❛  we’re eating the stars.  everything is stars  &  that makes everything okay.  ❜
❛  we are living in an instant world  &  i am an instant girl.  ❜
❛  let’s talk about that  !!  ❜
❛  i don’t want to  ‘ lady  &  the tramp ’  with you  !!  ❜
❛  now don’t go with too much gusto or you’ll pop through.  ❜
❛  you can do it,  serpent king  !! 
❛  volcano boarding is real.  ❜
❛  nachos are for sharing.  ❜
❛  what the–  what the crap  ?!  ❜
❛  which type of poop do you want to make  ??  ❜
❛  are you harboring a bad relationship under your left butt-cheek  ??  ❜
❛  she’s not gonna go to pittsburgh with me to open the put-put palace with me.  ❜
❛  bubbles are the answer.  ❜
❛  today we master the art of the contour.  ❜
❛  this is like the first thing people see see when they arrive in hell.  ❜
❛  i want you to glow,  man.  i want to be the glow boys.  ❜
❛  i could be a bird.  that’s what i’ve learned.  ❜
❛  when it comes to turkey,  i am a breast man.  but when it comes to humans,  i am a wing-man.  ❜
❛  me  &  my sports bra dance amongst the windmills.  ❜
❛  there’s no real crotch under here.  ❜
❛  i think they’re just making sarcastic remarks directly into each other’s mouths.  ❜
❛  there are moments when you really frighten me  &  i question why you’re my best friend.  ❜
❛  answer the question  !!  what color are your nipples !?!
❛  i’m on top of you  !!  ha-ha !!  i’ve got you right where i want you  &  that’s under me  !!
❛  my rectum is so tight.  ❜
❛  i’ll be caressing your dinosaur fossil on a regular basis,  if you’re okay with that.  ❜
❛  a cookie solves a world of problems.  ❜
❛  this has got to stop.  this,  us eating  &  drinking gross stuff,  has got to stop.  ❜
❛  you’re the mouth king  !!  you’re the mouth king  &  nobody knew it until today.  ❜
❛  you need me  &  i need you.  we need each other at certain points in our lives, that aren’t the same times.  ❜
❛  when you serene really hard you start chillin’.  ❜
❛  let’s touch our sword tips.  ❜
❛  everybody’s got a butthole,  but i got two.  ❜
❛  go to bed.  don’t pee on your ritz crackers.  ❜
❛  the sun is always shining on a unicow that’s milking itself.  ❜
❛  i’m always thinking about women in corsets  &  i’m always thinking about getting my piercings snagged.  ❜
❛  before i apply my face,  i like to mist myself with a light film of my signature scent,  febreze.  ❜
❛  i always say nothing livens up a party than a pair of chaps.  ❜
❛  ever pooped out an engagement ring  ??  ❜
❛  there are also professional butt slappers.  ❜
❛  lotta foreskin going around these days.  ❜
❛  i don’t know if you can feel how hard i’m breathing,  but that’s the sound of winning.  ❜
❛  hey,  i’m a bird of paradise.  ❜
❛  i might say stupid things,  but at least i know they were stupid.  ❜
❛  you began to thrust your pelvis out to meet the bat.  ❜
❛  you seem to be getting a little too much of a thrill out of beating the crap out of me.  ❜
❛  there’s nothing like the feeling that your balls are impervious.  ❜
❛  i’d like to see the root of that sternum.  ❜
❛  he must look  &  feel amazing.  ❜
❛  oh gosh,  i can’t look away.  ❜
❛  you’ve never worn panties before,  huh  ??  ❜
❛  kids,  this is how you make a baby…  first,  you get a belly bongo.  ❜
❛  i think it’s gonna become clear as i take my clothes off what i am.  ❜

Her Majesty [Anakin Skywalker x Amidala!Reader]

Part 2

Summary: The reader is Padme’s younger sister and when she became senator, the reader became queen. Because of an attempt to end the reader’s life, Anakin is assigned to protect her. They go back to Naboo and where there’s a ball held. Anakin gets jealous when he sees someone hitting on the reader.

Word Count: 4000+

Warnings: Brief mentions of death

You pulled your hair up into a knot at the back of your head and frowned at your reflection in the mirror. You looked so tired. Shadows seemed to be painted under your eyes. Your brows seemed permanently furrowed in careful concentration. “I feel so helpless,” you sighed. “Everything is happening far too quickly.”

Behind you, your older sister Padmé was helping you pack for your journey back to Naboo. She was a saint, really, and the only person with whom you felt completely at ease. Padmé smiled and shook her head. “The galaxy doesn’t slow down for anybody, but there are some people who are able to keep up with it. They might get tired from running, and they might feel lost at times. But they’re still called queens.”

You released your hair and turned around to face her. “Do you think it’s a bad thing that I sometimes like to forget I’m the queen? Like now, for instance… I don’t have anything fancy on. No red and white makeup. I’m not surrounded by handmaidens, and I’m with you. It’s nice and comfortable.”

“Not at all,” she assured you. “When I was queen, the best part of the day was when you were around. I felt like myself. Even as a senator, I can understand that.” She held up a deep purple gown. “Is this what you’re wearing to the ball tomorrow evening?”

You stared at the dress. You had never worn it before, but it looked complicated to put on. “Yes,” you confirmed. “It’s going to be a nightmare getting into it, though. Could I borrow that white dress that you wore at the Gungan’s parade?”

“Y/N…” Padmé sighed.

“I’ll give it back, I promise,” you swore. “It just looks so much easier. Things would be better if I was allowed my handmaids…”

The previous month, there had been an attempt on your life by one of your own handmaidens. The girl had been killed, but not before taking down two of your most loyal friends with her. The survivors had been forced to leave service, for their safety and yours. Padmé knew that you thought it was a great injustice that they all had to leave because of one traitor in their midst.

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•~ Prompt List #3 ~•

Originally posted by angelkarafilli

A/n: I was up a good it of the night adding onto this, and as usual a lot of these are quotes from various media sources and a few of them are from my own brain, so I hope you like them.

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#1: “If true love was easy, we’d all have it.”

#2: “She was sweet to me, reminds me of you.”

#3: “Oh, well thank you, no one ever really notices me like that.”

#4: “I’m sorry, but she’s very little and YOU’RE HURTING HER!”

#5: “I make no apologies for how I repaired what you broke”

#6: “Don’t feel stupid because you don’t like all the things everyone else does.”

#7: You’re strange…I-I didn’t mean that in a nasty way!“

#8: “This is the dream. It’s conflict and compromise and it’s very exciting!”

#9: “I’m going to let you in on a little secret. I’m pretty good at knowing when someone is lying to me.”

#10: “It’s pretty strange we keep running into each other.” “Maybe it means something?” “I doubt it.” “Yeah, I thought so.”

#11: “Oh, well you’d never want to burn a bridge you’ve fought so hard to build.”

#12: “I can’t let you do this.”

#13: “I’m so sorry, but I don’t love you anymore.”

#14: “I thought I could make it work, that we could make it work, but we can’t.”

#15: “I really don’t mean to bother you, but can I stay the night?”

#16: “Well, what do you keep telling me for? What am I supposed to do? I’m nothing special.”

#17: “You need to leave me alone.”

#18: “Please go away.”

#19: “I knew the moment I saw him, that I never stopped loving him.”

#20: “So when I win your heart, and I will win it, it’ll be because you choose me.”

#21: “I want to tell you that I love you, and I that I want to marry you and grow old together, but you’re not ready for that. So go, live a little and I’ll be waiting for you”

#22: “You wanna know the truly sad thing? When I met you I thought you were the person I would spend the rest of my life with. But I guess not.”

#23: “This, whatever this is between us, it’s over.”

#24: “I never want to see you again.”

#25: “So go find someone else. Someone who will love you the way I never have, the way I never will.”

#26: “I have loved you for so long, but you. You’ve never even noticed.”

#27: “You know, I styled my hair differently because I thought she’d like and I don’t even think she’s noticed.”

#28: “It’s okay. If I can’t make you happy anymore than I have no right to keep you. You deserve so much better than that, so it’s okay. You can go.”

#29: “Choose me, I’m the one that’s always loved you and always will.”

#30: “Please don’t give up on this, on us.”

#31: “I love you so much it physically hurts to not be around you.”

#32: “Even the idea of you being with someone else is enough to make me wish I was dead.”

#33: “I was just really trying to impress you.”

#34: “You have no idea how wonderful it feels to finally have someone around who knows what the hell I’m talking about”

#35: “It’s not that I don’t feel the same, it’s that you deserve more than me. You could find someone much, much better.”

#36: “You’re all I ever wanted.”

#37: “Tell me what I have to do to get you to forgive me? Want me to jump off a cliff? Done. Want me to hit your ex with a chair? Deal.”

#38: “There’s nothing that could make me stop loving you.”

#39: “Why don’t we just fly away somewhere?”

#40: “I really didn’t mean to ignore what you were saying, but your eyes look really lovely in this lighting.”

#42: “No, no. Please tell me everything about it.”

#43: “I swear to god I’m smart.”

#44: “I don’t need anything else, just hold me for a little.”

#45: “You know for someone so tall you’d think you’d be use to ducking underwalls, but here you are with an ice pack and the doorway has a knick in it.”

#46: “Have you really read all these books?”

#47: “This is going to sound really crazy, but I overheard your conversation and I knew if I didn’t at least attempt to talk to you I’d go crazy.”

#48: “What? You can’t just leave whenever you’re the only person who understands me.”

#49: “You didn’t even say goodbye.”

#50: “Please don’t go, I need you.”

#51: “It was just so painful, knowing everyday I was losing you a little more and there was nothing I could do because you stopped loving me.”

#52: “So what if you’re a boy? I can damn well buy you flowers if I please.”

#53: “Loving you was like walking into a battle I knew I wasn’t going to win.”

#54: “I don’t know what’s more annoying. You not realizing how long I’ve been into you or you trying to push me away because you feel the same and it terrifies you.”

#55: “I know it’s petty to be jealous over you since we’re not dating, but I’ll be damned if I didn’t wanna knock that guy’s face in.”

#56: “I just needed something to be wrong with him, that way I had justification for not liking him.”

#57: “Promise me we’ll meet again?”

#58: “I’d like that.”

#59: “We’re never going to see each other again, are we?”

#60: “Oh no. You don’t get to waltz into my life and make me love you only to tell me you’re leaving.”

#61: “Talk to me, please.”

#62: “If you’re not even going to try and help yourself and least let me try.”

#63: “No one’s ever complimented me before.”

#64: “I’ve just always assumed no one would ever want to flirt with me, so I’m sorry if it came off like I wasn’t interested.”

#65: “You’re just so beautiful and you don’t even realize it.”

#66: “I could make you happy.”

#67: “Don’t go where I can’t follow.”

#68: “You make me want to love again.”

#69: “I’m sorry, but I can’t do this anymore. These past weeks without you have been absolute misery.”

#70: “Close your eyes, it’s a surprise.”

#71: “And just when I thought you couldn’t any more wonderful.”

#72: “I would never do such a thing. I would never leave you.”

#73: “I love you, I love you, I love you.”

#74: “I couldn’t find you.”

#75: “I really thought you’d always be the one who was there for me, but you weren’t.”

#76: “You were missing for over sixteen hours, how the hell do you want me to react?”

#77: “Oh I’m sorry, I’ve just been in love with since the moment I saw you. So, forgive me if I’m not overjoyed to hear you like someone else.”

#78: “I don’t care if it’s selfish, I want you and your attention all the time.”

#79: “Can’t I have one good thing in my life?”

#80: “It’s strange. I didn’t realize how much I needed you until you weren’t by my side.”

#81: “Say you’ll move in with me.”

#82: “Will you stop looking so surprised, it’s not like I’ve never worn a dress before.”

#83: “Well it’s not my fault I act 20x more clumsy when you’re around.”

#84: “C'mon, I’m adorable, you can’t stay mad at me.”

#85: “I can’t explain it. But ever since you came into my life, it’s like seeing color for the first time or diving head first into the sea.”

#86: “I forgot what being lonely was like after I met you, and I never want to go back ever again.”

#87: “For a moment there I thought I lost and it killed me a little.”

#88: “Good morning, sunshine.”

#89: “You are the best thing that has ever happened to me.”

#90: “My apartment’s heat turned off and we’re in the middle of a blizzard, would you mind if I slept with you?”

#91: “You think I care for you so little that betraying me would make a difference?”

#92: “I never planned on someone like you.”

#93: “Save your heart for someone else. I’ve got no use for it.”

#94: “You don’t get to take cheap shots at me because you’re hurting.”

#95: “Excuse me? You were the one who left me.”

#96: “Every day since you left I thought about where we went wrong and how I could get you back.”

#97: “We’ve already had enough bad timing.”

#98: “Don’t run, stay with me.”

#99: “This is about you needing to feel like a hero again.”

#100: “This, this is exact why I’m leaving you, because you lied to me again.”

#101: “Don’t be scared, I’m right here.”

#102: “This is as brave as I know how to be.”

#103: “I know it’ll hurt you, but please, be a little proud of me.”

#104: “You will not insult my memory, there will be no revenge. I will die and no one else will suffer.”

#105: “This isn’t you.”

#106: “If you love me in any way, you’ll come back.”

#107: “Some men might take your silence as off putting, but I’ll have a challenge.”

#108: “I mean why would you choose me over him. He’s broad and far more handsome than I am.”

#109: “Seeing you laugh and shine by just being in his presence killed me.”

#110: “I just wanted to be chosen.”

#111: “I spent a lot of time with you thinking I was second best, but you know what? I am good.”

#112: “I deserve more than to be your second choice.”

#113: “I think about you all of the time, I don’t even have to try. You’re just always there.”

#114: “Tell me that you need me.”

#115: “You never needed me.”

#116: “I’ll make two cups.”

#117: “I am never letting you leave again.”

#118: “All I need is possible.”

#119: “The minute I stop believing things will get better is the minute I know they want.”

#120: “I don’t feel so alone right now.”

#121: “I just can’t help but feel so insufficient compared to you.”

#122: “I never took a liking to him because I knew he was intended for you.”

#123: “What are you doing here?” “I was just passing, saw your light on.” “What? Halfway up a hill, at two in the morning?” “Alright, I drove over. I was hoping you’d still be awake Don’t be a twat about it.”

#124: “I’ve had a lot on my mind lately, and I’m sorry but I think I’m going to need some space for awhile.”

#125: “I’m going away for a while.” “How long is awhile?” “I don’t know.”

#126: “Was it something I did?”

#127: “Why don’t you love me anymore?”

#128: “I would give anything to see you smile.”

#129: “Don’t cry, then I’m gonna cry and I’m supposed to comfort you.”

#130: “Come here, lemme fix it.”

#131: “How do you make this look so easy?”

#132: “Where did you learn to do this?”

#133: “Look I don’t think you understand, I’m in love with you.”

#134: “I understand if you don’t feel the same, but it would be really nice if you did.”

#135: “I could make you happy.”

#136: “Not you, anyone but you.”

#137: “You deserve so much more than you give yourself credit for.”

#138: “Because you deserve a happy ending.”

#139: “I got because it reminded me of you.”

#140: “Promise me you’ll write.”

#141: “I don’t think I can handle another heartbreak.”

#142: “Why can’t you just tell me you love me back?!”

#143: “I didn’t mean to yell at you, I shouldn’t have done it.”

#144: “You’re not scared of me, are you?”

#145: “I’ve got your back.”

#146: “I’m sorry, sir. But there’s been a shooting.”

#147: “She didn’t make it.”

#148: “She’s dead! She’s dead and she’s never coming back!”

#149: “Come back to me.”

#150: “If you wanna hurt them, the way you’re hurting. Shoot me, I’m your eye for an eye.”

#151: “Thank you for not dying.”

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Fandom List: http://ofnifflersandkings.tumblr.com/post/159317647777/fandom-list

First Promt List: http://ofnifflersandkings.tumblr.com/post/153373686902/prompt-list

Second Prompt List: http://ofnifflersandkings.tumblr.com/post/158790212217/prompt-list-2