no one requested this i just felt like doing it

anonymous asked:

hello there~ love your art so much!!!!! it's really cute :3 may I ask who's your favorite member to draw? (could you do a drawing of him, however you like) thank you and FIGHTING!!!!!

These days I really enjoy drawing Tae

Some possibly Spanish person said they needed more Tae with pigtails on twitter so I just-

I felt the need to explain myself.

Massage (Blurb)

A smutty blurb about Harry giving his girl a massage naked because she’s been tense from work but it turns REALLY steamy with lots of dirty talk!! With hot oil  

Why do these ones always turn out to be so long? Why can’t I just write less?


“Harry, I’m fine!”

“You’re not. You’re all tensed up; I can feel it every time I touch you. Just get on your stomach for me, love. I’ll make you feel better, I promise.”

You sighed, but did as he requested. Truthfully, you were feeling incredibly tense and your muscles felt like they were on fire every time you moved. It had been a busy and somewhat-stressful holiday and you were feeling the remnants of it now.

“Shirt off though, love,” Harry interjected before you could fully lay down, “Gotta let me have access, yeah?”

You peeled off your shirt - which was actually Harry’s shirt - leaving you only in a pair of panties. As soon as you were comfortably on the bed, you felt Harry straddle you hips.

“Just relax for me, sweetheart. Gonna go get some of that oil I bought you for Christmas; I think it’s about time we tested that out.”

He was gone for only a moment, straddling your hips again when he returned, and squirting a generous amount of the oil into his palms before rubbing them together and starting at the base of your neck.

You let out a sigh of satisfaction as you felt his hands work over the sore muscles in your neck and shoulders. His touch was warm and gentle, but firm enough that it did the trick and the addition of the hot oil felt amazing.

“Keep makin’ noises like that, love, and we might have another problem,” Harry joked, running one hand down the center of your back and ending just above the curve of your bum.

You giggled a bit but it was quickly covered by another moan when you felt one of Harry’s hands slide up your inner thigh and stop just short of the place that would have made you really moan.

You felt his weight shift slightly and then his lips were on the curve of your spine, placing light kisses down your skin.

“You’re makin’ those noises on purpose now, aren’t yeh, love?” he whispered, dipping his fingers under the fabric of your panties, “Know what it does to me. Tryin’ to get me hard, are yeh?”

“N-no,” you stammered, feeling goosebumps pop up on your skin as Harry blew lightly on the most sensitive part of your back.

“I think yeh are,” he continued, “Not wantin’ a massage at all. Bein’ a pretty bad girl for me.”

“I’m not, I swear,” you murmured, trying to keep your voice steady, “It just feels really good.”

“Yeah? I might be able to make it feel better for yeh.”

Before you could even turn your head and question what he meant, Harry had your panties pulled down and rested about half of his weight on your back, kissing down your spine once more and then leaving a few gentle bites on the meaty flesh of your bum.

“Harry!” you yelped, lifting your head from the bed and jumping at the contact.

Harry chuckled and kissed the place his teeth had just been.

“Sorry love, you just have such a cute bum.”

“Thought you were supposed to be relaxing me?” you protested, pouting a bit at him.

Harry pulled himself away from your lower half and moved up until he was about eye level with you. You were still lying on your stomach, but he took your cheek in his hand and tilted his face to yours before capturing your lips in a kiss. The kiss deepened with Harry nipping at your bottom lip before you opened up to him and allowed his tongue in your mouth.

He gently rolled you from your stomach to your back - the amusing scene of you being completely naked and him still totally clothed a stark contrast - and hooked his hand under one of your thighs to bring it up around his hip, causing your core to rub against his thigh.

He smirked when he felt you moan into his mouth and kneaded at your bum as you began to involuntarily grind against his leg.

“S’this relaxin’ enough?”

You didn’t have the words to answer him but he understood your feelings when you started to grind a bit faster and a bit harder. Harry positioned himself so you had a bit of an easier angle to work with and put a bit more pressure on your core with his leg.

“Oh god!” you squeaked, detaching your lips and hiding your face in his shoulder.

“Go on, baby. Use m’leg. Get yourself a nice cum, yeah? Wanna feel it all over me.”

He leaned down to nip and suck at your neck as you started whimpering.


“M’here, love,” he whispered, “Doin’ so well. Cum for me, sweetheart.”

You finally came on his leg, clawing at his back and moaning loudly into his ear.

“That’s it. That’s my good girl,” he praised, holding your body close to his as you began to shake from the aftermath of your orgasm. You finally flopped down on your back, completely spent and breathing heavily. Harry kissed gently all over your neck and chest and stomach before coming back to rest on his elbow next to you and placing one of his palms on your stomach.

“Feelin’ better?” he asked.

“My back definitely doesn’t hurt anymore, if that’s what you mean.” You paused and then gave him a bit of a wicked smirk. “How does your back feel?”

Harry frowned. “S’fine? Why?”

“Is it? Are you sure? Because I think you could really use a nice massage…”

Harry’s back didn’t hurt at all, but who was he to argue?

Not Good Enough

Request: Hi, again! Loved Jealously 😚😍 And I was just wondering if you could do one more request for me. Where Reader thinks she isn’t good enough for Bucky and thinks she doesnt have a chance, but unbeknownst to her, Bucky loves everything about her. @charlesgrey1875

Originally posted by suicidessquad

Something about the way Bucky looked at Natasha, even Wanda, made you feel less about yourself. You’ve always felt insecure about yourself and felt like you weren’t good enough to even gain the attention of Bucky Barnes.

This became all the more real for you as you watched Bucky checking out Natasha in her tight bodysuit. Your stomach sank as he walked up to her, clearly flirting. You looked away, your cheeks burning red from feeling so terrible.

It wasn’t even just your looks that set you apart and made you feel like Bucky would never give you a chance. You were clingy, you weren’t as great skill-wise, you just didn’t feel like his type. So, you kept your mouth shut and let it go. At least, you tried to.

Natasha’s burst of laughter filled the jet and you sighed, playing with a loose thread in your own bodysuit. It wasn’t as tight as Nat’s and it had more places for weapons. “Hey kid, why do you look so down?” Tony asked, sitting his helmet down on the table you sat at.

You involuntarily looked over at Bucky and Nat, your stomach knotting. “Oh.” Tony said. Tony knew you liked Bucky, he knew the first day you met Bucky. Something about him drew you in, you wanted to get to know him, and the more you did, the harder you fell. He never stole a second glance at you.

“You can do better, Y/N.” Tony said with a small chuckle. “That’s easy for you to say. You’re not in love with him.” You said quietly, giving Bucky and Nat a side glance. “Okay, gross. Thank God I’m not. But kid, if he doesn’t see how amazing you are, move onto the next one.” Tony said, patting your back. He got up and left you to watch Bucky flirt with Nat.

You sighed, ready to get this mission over with. Unfortunately, you were paired with Bucky and Natasha. You three were ordered to keep watch outside. So you all got ready and once the quinjet landed, you quickly ran out.

You were standing outside the doors, Bucky and Nat on either side of you. “So, that line in the movie you told me about, was wrong.” Bucky said, leaning sort of behind you to talk to Nat. She laughed and shook her head. “I’m telling you, he says-” You sighed. “I’m gonna scope out around the area.” You mumbled, tired of hearing them talk.

You heard Bucky call after you but you kept walking. You started thinking about everything that was wrong with you. Anything that would make Bucky not like you. Everything screamed “not good enough”. Your looks, your interests, your likes and dislikes, your- A gunshot brought you out of your thoughts and you jumped.

Turning the corner, you saw Bucky and Nat high five each other. You sighed, rolling your eyes. You walked back to them. “All clear?” Bucky asked, stealing the dead guards weapons. You nodded, standing back in your spot.

You all three stayed quiet now, having already had a guard show up. You saw movement in the woods ahead and you carefully and very slowly aimed your gun. You saw the guard approaching and you pulled the trigger, shooting him down.“Headshot!” Bucky quietly praised you, smiling down at you.

You smiled back and blushed, turning away before he noticed. “Guys, we need two of you inside!” Steve called out through the comms. You all three exchanged looks. You already knew what was about to happen so you looked at your boots. He’ll choose Nat.

“Nat let’s go.” Bucky said, leaving you outside to watch for other guards. Your heart broke but it was your own fault. The door closed behind you and you sighed, wishing you didn’t feel like this; never good enough for Bucky Barnes.

The mission finally ended and everything was taken care of. You were tired and had taken down more guards than you planned. One had come up behind you and sliced your arm just as you had whipped around to shoot him.

Steve was doctoring your wound and you winced as he cleaned it with rubbing alcohol. “Sorry.” Steve apologized quickly. “I’ve never seen a scratch on you before, Y/N. How did this happen?” Steve asked, making everyone turn to you.

You sighed, keeping your eyes on your handgun on the table. “I was distracted, I guess.” You said softly, not trusting your voice. Yeah, distracted by your extreme torture of never being enough for the guy you’re in love with. “Distracted? You’re never distracted.” Bucky chimed in, furrowing his eyebrows.

You jerked when Steve started wrapping your wound. “Sorry, again.” Steve said, feeling guilty for causing you more pain. “Y/N, why were you distracted?” Clint asked, cleaning his arrows. You looked over at him, then at everyone else, and stopped at Bucky. He looked at you, awaiting your answer.

“It doesn’t matter”, you sighed, looking away from Bucky afterwards. The quinjet got quiet and Steve finished wrapping your arm. He got up and you sighed again, getting lost in your thoughts.

As the quinjet landed, you were still sitting in your seat, staring at your handgun. Everyone had left so you let your eyes fill with tears and you sobbed. You held your head in your hands, digging your palms into your eyes as if the pressure would keep your tears inside.

“Y/N.” You heard Bucky say. You jumped in your seat, turning to face him. “I thought everyone had left.” You said quietly, sighing. “Why are you crying?” Bucky asked, taking a seat beside you. You shook your head. “I’m not doing this.” You said, standing to your feet.

Bucky followed you and caught your wrist in his flesh hand. “Doing what?” Bucky questioned, looking down at you. You inhaled deeply and let out a heavy sigh. “Y/N, just tell me what’s going on.” Bucky pushed, setting off your last ounce of composure.

You looked up at Bucky. “You really want to know what’s going on?” You asked rather harshly. Bucky nodded. “Yes.” He said. You blinked away your  tears before continuing. Bucky waited patiently, his hand never leaving your wrist.

“I love you, Bucky. And it’s killing me. You don’t see me the way I see you. I’m not as attractive as Nat or Wanda, we don’t have a connection. I’m not great at being an assassin, I’m not as smart as Nat or as clever as Wanda. I have annoying quirks about me, I clearly cry too much, and I’m-” you sighed. “I’m not good enough for you and I wish I was so you’d at least notice me in a way other than being your teammate.”

You finished your rant and turned to leave so you wouldn’t cry anymore in front of Bucky, but his grip on your wrist tightened. Bucky turned you around and you felt his lips crash into yours. Your eyes widened with shock and he held your cheeks in his hands as you started to kiss back.

You immediately pulled away, gasping for air. “W-wait a minute. What are you doing?” You asked, unsure of what this meant. Did this mean Bucky felt the same way about you? Does he just feel sorry for you? Did he do this just so you’d shut up?

“Y/N, I love you too. I love everything about you. You’re more than good enough for me. I just didn’t know you felt this way. I’m me; I don’t feel good enough for you.” Bucky said, looking down at you, his lips plump from your kiss.

You furrowed your eyebrows. “What?” You asked, not believing what Bucky was saying. Bucky sighed and picked you up, placing you on the table in the quinjet. “I. Love. You.” Bucky said, staring into your eyes. “I just didn’t know how to tell you.” Bucky said, looking down at you sadly.

You bit your lip anxiously. “What about Nat? Don’t you like her? I mean, you could’ve asked me to go inside with you.” You said quietly. “No, I don’t. I was trying to make you jealous but I ended up hurting you. And I wanted to keep you safe. It was much worse inside. But, I see that you still got hurt.” Bucky said, frowning.

“So, you like me and not Natasha?” You asked, still unsure. “For all that is good and holy, just listen to the man speak! Hear his words!” You heard Sam yell into the intercom in the quinjet. You and Bucky both jumped at the sudden outburst.

Bucky chuckled and shook his head. “I love you, Y/N. I think you’re perfect and more than good enough.” Bucky said, kissing your forehead. You blushed and wrapped your arms around Bucky. Your heart felt whole now and you couldn’t believe Bucky felt the same way.

Maybe you could have your happy ending afterall.

Note: YOU’RE ALL GOOD ENOUGH FOR BUCKY BARNES! you’re all good enough period! I hope you like this! feedback is welcomed! thank you for the request, babydoll! .c

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Act Like You Love Me - Part Two

A/N: So here’s part two. I’d really love some feedback. 
Word count: 2,502
Part One


January 9 th, 2023

It was a rather chilly summer day in Pickering, when you made your way towards the house. You felt a lump in your throat, letting the sickness rush over you as you rang the doorbell.

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Hurt Me (Joker x Reader)

Originally posted by admireforever

Requested by @bebhemmo: Can you do joker x reader imagine where reader is just an ordinary girl, being kidnapped by the joker. He first tortured her but then started to fall in love with her and she started to felt the same. And the feelings both of them have are getting harder and harder to hide.

A/N: So this one I had a bit of fun with. I really liked writing it from a point of view where you could get a sense of what both of them were feeling. I hope you guys enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Warnings: Mentions of torture, kidnapping, forced imprisonment, choking, and mild suggestive stuffs.

He didn’t know why exactly he had abducted the girl, he could of taken anybody but there was something different about her. He’d spent weeks with her, putting her through hell at his hands. She was tough, refusing to give in and break. He wanted more, he wanted to get a better reaction from her with every new method he used on her. She denied him of that in every little session he had with her.

The Joker was starting to lose his mind, how could this little girl be getting to him like this. In a way that no one had before. He wanted to break her, see her submit to him, beg for him to stop the horrible things he was doing to her. And yet, he craved to see a purer emotion grace her features. A smile? A laugh? He didn’t know, but he wanted it.

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“A Day At The Potters”  ~  Teddy x reader

“can I request a Gryffindor!reader x Edward Remus (Teddy) Lupin? Reader is a family friend of the Potter’s and ends up at their house over the summer holiday. Reader is really anxious and keeps to themself a lot and calls Teddy ‘Edward’ usually. He’s one of the only ones who can get through to the reader emotionally. You pick where it goes from there.” ~Anon

Oh. My. Goodness. Let me just say that this imagine request is so cute! I’m sorry that it took me forever to write this. I’ve just started back to school, and I already have a ton of assignments to do. I finally found some extra time, and I have enjoyed it so much (just because writing requests is one of my favorite things to do). I hope you like it!😊😘


Y/n took a deep breath. There she was, standing at the front door of the Potters’ residence. She felt a bit nervous, though she’d been here many times before. She didn’t really like being surrounded by a lot of people. All she wanted to do was hang out with her best friend, Teddy. Finally, she knocked.

Y/n opened her eyes to see a little redheaded girl standing in front of her. Before the both of them could speak, a voice interrupted the silence from inside.

“Lily, what have I told you about answering the door?”

“But, Mummy!” She smiled sweetly. “It’s y/n!”

The woman turned to her. “Oh! Y/n! It’s so nice to see you!” she said, giving her a hug. “Come in, come in!”

Y/n walked inside and looked around the living room with interest. The room hadn’t changed, but it always felt different each time she visited. Sh couldn’t understand why, though. It was a mystery.

“Just set your bags down by the sofa.” Ginny directed. “I’ll take them up after dinner.”

Footstep were heard running around upstairs.

“Did mum say dinner?” James asked Albus, who seemed just as ecstatic.

The two boys ran down the stairs and straight into the kitchen.

Teddy wasn’t too far behind. He chuckled at their excitement and rolled his eyes as he walked over to y/n.

“Y/n!” he exclaimed. “It’s so great to see you!”

“It’s great to see you as well, Edward.”

At dinner, Harry and Ginny told everyone about Fred and George’s pranks on Umbridge and how McGonagall didn’t seem to care.

“So, y/n.” Harry began, “What’s one thing your going to miss after this year at Hogwarts?”

She froze in her place. She hadn’t really thought about this being her last year. “Ummm…” fidgeting with her fingers, Teddy answered in her place.
“Definitely not the moving staircases.”

Harry and Ginny laughed at his response. However, James looked horrified.

“The stairs move?”

Teddy smirked. “You get used to them after a while.”

Dinner seemed to go on forever. Y/n kept to herself mostly, besides the few times when she would get asked to pass the salt or the usual questions about her past school years. She let out a silent sigh of relief when dinner had finally ended. Ginny took her bags up to the guest room, and at last, she was alone, until someone knocked on her door.

She got up from her spot and opened the door to see Teddy with a huge grin on his face. “May I come in?”

She nodded with a small smile, shutting the door behind them. Sitting back down, she waited for him to talk.

“You seemed really quiet at dinner.” he stated, sitting down beside her. “Is everything alright.”

Y/n nodded. “I’m fine.”


Again, she nodded.


The room was silent. The both of them sat there, staring at the floor. James, Albus, and Lily were heard in the hallway, running back and forth with echoing laughter.

Teddy chuckled. “They’re so loud.”

Y/n remained silent.

“Are sure you’re okay?”

Y/n sighed. “I’m just nervous is all.”

“Why are you nervous, y/n?”

Shrugging, she spoke again. “I just hadn’t thought about this being my last year at Hogwarts.” She paused, taking a deep breath. “And, I just… you know…

Teddy took over their conversation. “It is unnerving, yeah. I don’t know the least about living on my own, providing an income, or even finding a job for that matter. Now you’ve got me thinking about it!”

She giggled lightly.

“So…” He brushed his fingers through his hair. “What will you miss most about Hogwarts?”

Y/n knew exactly what she’d miss most. She just didn’t want to say it. Her stomach tightened more and more as each millisecond passed, causing her to fidget with her fingers like she had done at dinner.

Placing his hand on top of hers, he gave her a warm, reassuring smile. “You can tell me.”

She took a deep breath. “You.”


Biting her bottom lip nervously, she continued. “Yeah. Like, hanging out with you by the lake and in the library, partnering up in classes for projects, and just… you.”

To y/n’s surprise, his smile only got bigger.

“Don’t you think, for one second, that we’re never going to see each other again after this year, because you know that I’ll be over all the time to eat chocolate and talk about why Hufflepuff is better than Gryffindor.”

Knowing that last part was a joke, she giggled slightly.

“Besides…” he continued. “We still have a whole school year full of adventure waiting for us.”

The door burst open and the three Potter kids ran in.

“Teddy!” Lily exclaimed, grabbing his hand and trying to drag him from his spot. “Come play with us!”

James rolled his eyes annoyance. “Please…”

Albus walked over to y/n. “I want y/n on my team.”

Teddy laughed at the chaos going on in front of him. “What if I want y/n on my team?”

James eyed the two of them carefully, knowing that something was going on.

Y/n smiled sweetly at Teddy. “Albus already called me, Edward. I’m sorry.”

Lily raised her arms from her sides. “Who’s Edward?”

“I am.” Teddy stated. “‘Teddy’ is just a nickname.”


James slowly left the room, trying to hide his laughter, but failing.


James came back in. “Not telling.”

Lily’s shouting continued. “YOU HAVE TO TELL, JAMES!”

While the three children argued about James’ secret, Teddy placed his hand back on top of y/n’s. She bit her lip with a small grin as she turned her face toward the wall next to her.

James took notice, and soon enough, told his secret in a sing-song tone.

“Teddy has a girlfriend.”

Lily looked offended. “HIS NAME IS EDWARD!”

He laughed. “OKAY!” He took a deep breath and went back to his chanting. “Edward has a girlfriend. Edward has a girlfriend!”It didn’t take long for the other two to chime in.

Teddy’s face turned red with embarrassment. “Guys…”

Albus looked at y/n with a cheesy smile. “He talks about you all the time.”


Y/n giggled. “Is that true?”

Lily nodded over dramatically. “All. The. Time.”

Y/n continued to giggle as she stared at the floor nervously.

“This isn’t how I intended to ask you out, but…” He paused. “Would you like to be my girlfriend?”

She looked up from the floor and into his currently blue eyes. “I would like that very much.”

Without hesitation, he kissed her cheek.

Lily gasped from the cuteness. “Aww!”

James simply giggled and started chanting again. “Edward has a girlfriend! Edward has a girlfriend!”

Albus and Lily soon chimed in, and the three of them quickly made their way into the hall so the whole house could hear the news.


Teddy and y/n laughed with embarrassment and happiness.

Maybe y/n’s last year at Hogwarts wouldn’t be as sad as she thought it would be.

Surprise Visitor

For the Anon who requested “Hey could you please do one where you’re Tony’s baby sister and you come to visit him at work and no one knew you existed. Thank you love your writing ❤️” 

A little bit implied McGee x reader but it’s mostly just a cute little Sister Tony blurb. Hope you all like it, I felt like I rambled a little too much but ah well. Tony’s sister is one of my favorite things to write for (*wink wink nudge nudge*)

People gave you odds looks as they past and you knew exactly why. Reason one; You probably were not supposed to be here. Reason two; you were currently lounging in a desk that wasn’t yours, reading a book and drinking a coffee. Reason three; you were far too relaxed for someone who did not even belong here. For examples see reason two. Reason four; everyone felt like they’ve seen you before, but none of them were sure were they might know you from.

“Uhm. Hello?” You glanced up from the book you’d been staying busy with and grinned, tilting your head to the side and looking over the man in front of you .

“Hey there.” You greeted, grin turning into your family famous smirk. You watched as the man became slightly flustered, unsure what exactly to do.

“That’s- That’s my book.” You glanced down at the novel in your hands and shrugged, tossing it onto Tony’s desk.

“Sorry, you left it out. I was bored.” He gave you an incredulous look, leaning forward to quickly grab the book, not taking his eyes off you. As he stared at you, you smirked again, giving him a moment to try and work it out.

“You look… Really familiar, have we met before?” Really? Could noone put two and two together? God you guys looked similar, you were sitting in his desk, you told him you’d be in town… Unless.

“(Y/N)?” You spun in the chair, smirk dropping and glare coming on full throttle.

“Anthony.” You stated. His face paled slightly and he looked from you to the other man who was still standing there confused.

“Anthony? What could I have done, I just got here! Probbie, what did you say to her?” You got up from your chair and rolled your eyes, glare only dropping slightly.

“He didn’t say anything because he doesn’t know who I am, did you not tell them!” Tony gave you a sheepish grin before shaking his head.

“Never came up?” Another eyeroll from your end before you opened your arms, “Well come on, I haven’t seen you in months, and so far this has been a pretty subpar hello.” Tony grinned widely before coming around his desk and enveloping you in a tight hug, lifting your feet from the ground momentarily.

“What is going on?” A woman with an accident asked from behind you, and while Tony continued to squeeze the life out of your body you heard the other man answer.

“I’m… not sure?” When you finally broke apart Tony kept an arm slung loosely around your shoulders, turning to his team and smiling brightly. You grinned as well and watched as it clicked on the other man’s face, his own mouth turning into a surprised ‘o’.

“DiNozzo.” Both of your heads jerked to the side, but your brother quickly dropped his arm from around you, standing slightly straighter.

“Yes boss?”

“No girlfriends in the office.” You both made nearly identical faces of disgust and you stuck your tongue out slightly with a small ‘eyuk’.

“I don’t think they’re dating boss, I think Tony has a family member he’s neglected to tell us about.”

“Right you are McGeek.” Tony gave the other man a dirty look, and you elbowed your brother in the side.

“Introduce me,” You demanded, “Before I actually start thinking you don’t want them to know I exist.”

“Right, Right.” Tony nodded, watching his team began to smirk at him. He crossed his arms moodily. “This is my baby sister (Y/N). Emphasis on baby, and sister, McGeek. Which means hands off. Not that I think my lovely sister has such bad taste as to-”

“Tony.” You quipped, rolling your eyes.

“(Y/N), This is my team, not my team, since Gibbs here is the boss, but that’s Ziva David, and Timothy McGeek.”

“Why didn’t you tell us you had a sister?” Ziva asked, raising an eyebrow. You turned to look at your brother, arms crossing over your chest as you smirked.

“It never came up! And besides McGeek never told us about his so it only seemed fair. (Y/N) and I have a very good sibling-ship going. I was not hiding her. I wasn’t hiding you! It’s just, It’s kinda like in Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, I’m Ferris, and you’re Jeanie, and sure we love each other but we love to piss each other off more, and-”

“Shut up Tony.” You laughed, watching your brother flounder trying to find a suitable answer for everyone in the room. Tony listened to you at once, grinning sheepishly again, and McGee let out a low whistle.

“She can shut him up in two words, and we haven’t had a moment of silence in two years. I like her.” He announced. Tony sent him a glare, protective arm going around your shoulders.

“Better not like her too much.” You laughed, patting his chest slightly and grinning up at your brother. It was good to see him again, it’s been too long.

Surprise (Reid x Reader Imagine)

Originally posted by matthewgrayistherightway

Title: Surprise (Reid x Reader)

Request:  Hello :) Can you do a imagine where reader & spencer are married, and reader finds out she’s pregnant? thank you :)

Pairing: Reid x Reader

Triggers/Warnings: None

Words: 473

A/N: Hey lovecakes! Sorry I’m so behind! Now that Thanksgiving break is over, I’m back at school, but I’ll always make time for you guys! This is a short one, just sort of like an imagine. It’s not great, but I thought it was cute! I also wrote in a different perspective, just this once. Love you babes! xoxo




My heart felt like it jumped out of my chest and started dancing around my room. I could barely breathe. My lungs felt like they had been incinerated. But I was smiling. My whole future flashed in front of my eyes. A new family. A new lifestyle.

The test was positive.

I was pregnant.

I reached over to my nightstand to grab my cell and call Spence, but I then decided I wanted this to be in person. I wrapped my arms around my knees, cradling myself as I began to cry tears of joy. I had always wanted this, a chance to be a mother. To create something so beautiful and call it mine.

 It felt like I had been sitting on my bed for ages. My toes were wiggling in anticipation. My ears perked up when I finally heard the front door swing open.

 “Y/N, I’m home,” Spencer Reid’s voice cheerfully chimed throughout the house.

Spencer. The best thing that had ever happened to me. He was the perfect husband; loving, cute, sexy, and smart. Basically, everything I had ever wanted in a man.

I practically broke the bedroom door down as I busted through and raced down the hallway. My eyes lit up when I saw him. He looked fairly tired, but happy to be safe and sound. I leaped into his arms and wrapped my legs around his waist, not even waiting for him to take off his bag. Burying my face in his neck, I started sobbing again. Spencer gripped my legs and held me up.

“Y/N, what’s wrong?” He seemed scared of what I might say. I jumped down and cupped his face, staring deeply into his fawn brown eyes.

“Spencer,” I said softly, waiting for him to catch on. He stood there with a puzzled expression still on his face until his frown dropped and his eyebrows rose.

“OH MY GOD,” he screamed. He scooped me up and twirled me around in circles for God knows how long. The tears streaming down his face made my neck damp as he kissed me over and over again.

“I love you Y/N,” he spoke so lovingly that I couldn’t help but start crying again.

I couldn’t have asked for a more perfect moment.

Cuddling A Nightmare

Fic Request: 

“I am so supper sorry I know u have a ton of requests and u did something kinda like this in bitter p.02 but can u pls do one were anti wakes the reader up from a nightmare and just snuggles and cuddles cause I have been having nighmares that won’t leave me alone? thank you o very much!”

*Screams* ANOTHER ANTI FIC! Woohoo! 
Hope you guys enjoy! 

Originally posted by doctor2110

His hand made you jerk into reality. You gasped, tearing away from Anti as you clawed at the phantoms that followed you from your nightmare. 
“Whoa,” Anti said, “Easy, it’s just me.” 
You shivered, suddenly cold. You felt the goose-bumps on your skin as you rubbed your arms, trying to get some warmth into them. 
“S-Sorry,”  You muttered, gazing around the room. “Bad..Bad dream.” 
“I could tell,” Anti said, irritation biting at his words. “I could hear you down the hall.” 
You winced, “Sorry. They’re getting worse.” 
Anti hummed, watching you with a slight glow in his eyes. The light from his gaze illuminated the room, scattering the shadows that started to mock the edges of your imagination. You sighed, finally calming. 
“Thanks for waking me, Anti,” You said with a small smile. “This is the third time you’ve done this.” 
“Don’t mention it,” Anti said, “But with this third restless night, I’m staying in here.” 
“Huh?” You replied. “You..You don’t have to.” 
“I know,” Anti said, gathering the messy blankets and throwing them over you. “But I can’t be bothered walking back to my room, now.” 
“Fine, but if you’re sleeping in here, we’re cuddling!” You snapped jokingly. 
“Deal,” Anti replied. His answer took you off guard, but you settled back into the blanket and snuggled against his side. 
Anti slept on his back, cradling you against him with one arm and the other resting over his chest. 
He was so much warmer than you were. He made a noise when you nestled against him. 
“Jeez, you’re freezing!” He exclaimed. 
“No turning back now!” You told him, hugging his side. “You’re committed to this.”
Anti grumbled and laid his head on your pillows.
With your head resting on his shoulder, you could faintly hear his irregular heart-beat. His breaths were slow and deep, a slight whistle slipping from his nose when he exhaled. 
He was already asleep. 
You closed your eyes, trying to sooth yourself into a slumber. But you found that sleep wasn’t ready to have you yet. 
You tossed gently, rolling so your back was against Anti’s side. You tried to find a comfortable spot, but no matter how you positioned your legs, they felt wrong. 

You sighed softly, trying not to wake the sleeping entity beside you. 
After another careful roll, you settled in the same position a few turns ago. With your back squashed against  Anti and your head on his forearm. 
It would have to do.
You felt Anti move behind you, he rolled against you, his right arm draping over your waist and pulling you flush against his chest. 
His face buried itself into your hair, his whiskery chin tickling your neck as he nuzzled you. 
“If you don’t stop moving, I’m gonna wrap you up in this blanket and make you into a burrito.” Anti mumbled drowsily into your hair.
You smiled a little and stirred in his arms, enough to make yourself comfortable again. He made a quiet growling sound and tightened his embrace around your middle. 
“I’m comfortable now,” You notified him. You were answered with a sleepy hum and a little less restraint on your stomach.
You closed your eyes, concentrating on the warm breath that washed over your cheeks. You found yourself slowly drifting off, but deep sleep played at the edges of your consciousness.
Mocking you. 
A pleasant sensation opened your eyes again, to find Anti’s hand caressing your upturned palm. He drew circles on the smooth skin, running his fingertips long the lengths of your fingers and then grazing his thumb over your wrist. 
You closed your eyes again as he continued the pattern. 
He started drawing designs on your arm, the tips of his fingers fluttering over the skin. His legs tangled with yours, somehow drawing you closer as you started to fall back into the nightmare. 
“I’m here,” He whispered into your ear. “Those creatures in your mind are no match for me. Sleep now, and I’ll keep them away.” 
He watched your face relax, slacken with sleep as the shadows in your head dispersed into empty sleep. 
He settled back into the pillow, maintaining the same movements with his fingers until he too fell into sleep.


so there’s for sure going to be a part two to this, i don’t know how any of this happened to be honest, i’m sure this wasn’t what the person who requested this was expecting but… it kind of just happened. i’m sorry if you’re disappointed :/

request: can you do something along the lines of jock harry and cheerleader y/n? that would be awesome

warnings: abuse

It still felt like summer as we were moving back into our apartments. The sun beat down on us, scalding and unforgiving as we hauled our suitcases upstairs.

“Hey,” Katie grunted between stairs that we were hauling our television up, “Did you hear about the transfer from Britain?”

“It’s a big school, Katie.” I blew a piece of hair out of my face, almost to the top. “Why would I have heard of a transfer at a school of thousands?”

She frowned at me as we put the TV down, “Didn’t Jack tell you?”

I narrowed my eyes, “Didn’t Jack tell me what?”

“The transfer is his roommate. The transfer contacted him on facebook basically begging him for the extra room in his apartment. He’s joining the soccer team.”

“Why do you know this and I don’t?”

Katie raised her eyebrows, “How should I know why you and your boyfriend don’t communicate? It’s not my fault people tell me things.” I opened my mouth, but Katie held a hand up, “No, it was not Jack who told me, I don’t remember who told me.” She sighed when she saw the look on my face, “You’re gonna leave to go talk to Jack aren’t you?”

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Jealous Boys & Dressing Rooms

*Thanks for the request anon. I hope you like it!*

Pairing: Thomas-Brodie Sangster x Reader

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Smut, Cursing, Oral (Girl on Boy), Daddy Kink (Kind of)

      I smiled and called Thomas as soon as I got to the set of the Death Cure. “Hey Baby” I felt my face heat up at his words. We’ve been together for one year and I still haven’t gotten used to him using pet names.

“Hey, umm I’m up front where do I go now?” I asked. “I’ll come get you, just stay there.” He sounded so eager it made me giggle. I mumbled a quick okay and hung up waiting for him. I stood there going through twitter. I was glad that the majority of his fans were very supportive of us. I barely got any hate. It wasn’t long before I felt a strong pair of arms wrap around me from behind. If I didn’t know any better, I would’ve probably freaked out and started punching everywhere but these arms are like no other.

“Miss me?” He whispered in my ear. His hot breath sent shivers down my spine and made my knee’s go weak. “I always miss you” I said, smiling softly. He chuckled and spun me around so he could peck my lips. “I always miss you too baby now let’s go.” I giggled as he pulled me to the back where the rest of the guys were. “(Y/N)!!!!” I looked over and saw Kaya running over to me. “Oh I’ve missed you! Thomas and the rest of the guys get so annoying” A chorus of “Hey’s” Erupted from behind me and I laughed. “I don’t doubt you.” I said and Thomas came up behind me “You don’t think I’m annoying when my head’s in between your le-“I clamped my hand over his mouth and Kaya laughed. “I’ll leave you two alone” She said and ran over to Will and Ki Hong.

“Why are always so inappropriate?” I asked as he slid his arms around my waist. “How can I not be? Have you seen yourself? And this dress you’re wearing…. It’s doing things to me” I blushed and he hid his face in my neck leaving soft “innocent” kisses. I wish it could go further but we were at his job and there were at least a hundred people around. So I giggled and pushed him off me “Don’t you have scenes to film?” I asked raising and eyebrow. “The only thing I want to film is you” I threw my head back laughing. “You’re so cheesy, go back to work.” He groaned and pecked my lips before running back to the rest of the guys.

I was on my phone for like five minutes when I felt someone stand next to me. I looked up to see Dylan smiling down at me. “Oh hey Dyl, what’s up?” He smirked “Oh you know, just standing next to the most beautiful girl ever” I chuckled and blushed at his words. “Thomas is going to kill you… Literally” He chuckled and placed a hand on my shoulder. From the corner of my eye I could see a very angry looking Thomas along with and amused Ki Hong. Dylan let his fingertips roam up and down my arm and I saw how red Thomas was getting. “Dylan, you know I’m with Thomas” He hummed in response. “Yeah well, what Thomas doesn’t know won’t hurt him.” I was actually shocked. Did he really just say that? What the fuck? I was so lost in my thoughts I didn’t even notice him leaning in. “WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?!?!?!” To say he looked furious was an understatement. “Hey dude chill I was just messing aro- “Dylan didn’t get to finish because his mouth connected with Thomas’ fist. I’ve never seen him this upset before. I should’ve stopped Dylan earlier. Fuck.

“Thomas I’m- “I started but he cut me off “I don’t wanna hear it. Just go.” And with that he ran off to his dressing room. “(Y/N) …… He’s just upset” Kaya said. Will and Dexter took Dylan to get cleaned up. “I know I’m gonna go talk to him…” I murmured and walked towards his dressing room. I slowly opened the door to reveal a shirtless Thomas throwing things all over the place. I felt tears prick at my eyes. “Babe…” I whispered and his head snapped up towards me. “What the fuck are you doing here? Go help Dylan” Hate dripped from every word he spoke and I felt my heart breaking. His stare was cold but I decided to be bold and walk over to him. He didn’t say anything when I placed my hand on his shoulder. He just stared at me blankly. “You know I love you…… So why are you acting like this?” As soon as that left my mouth he snapped again and had me pinned against the wall in seconds. “Why do I act this way?! How can I not act this way when that bastard had his hands all over you!? And to make it even better you didn’t fucking do anything!” I flinched at his tone but he had every right. “How can I believe you love me, if you don’t stop shit like that from happening?” His voice cracked and it made my heart break even more. If that was possible. An idea popped into my head and I had to hide my smirk. He still had me pinned against the wall, His face so close to mine. I slowly moved my lips to his ears. “I’m sorry Daddy…. Let me show you how much I love you.” I smiled to myself when he started to relax. “You’ve been a bad girl.” He murmured looking at me. “And bad girls need to be punished. Knee’s. Now.” His voice was stern and hard but his eyes gave away every emotion he was feeling. I quickly dropped to my knees and he slid his jeans down along with his boxers. I suppressed a moan and took him into my hand pumping him slowly. He moaned softly and I moved faster. After a few moments of just using my hand on him I ran my tongue over his tip and he threw his head back. I took more of him in and started bobbing my head, using my hand to pump whatever couldn’t fit into my mouth. Low moans left his mouth as he watched me. I looked up at him innocently threw my eyelashes and he pulled me up. “Fuck…” He muttered before crashing his lips onto mine. There was nothing sweet and slow about what was happening. I was his and he was making sure I knew that. He pulled off my top when I slid down my jeans and underwear, leaving me in only my bra.

Thomas took a step back admiring my body before he went and sat on the couch. He pulled me down and positioned me so I was bent over his knee.  Without warning his hand connected with my ass. I bit down on my lip hard. “That one was for letting him touch you” He smoothed his hand over the redness before spanking it again, and again, and again. I moaned out loud. He was never like this and it was so hot. Once he was finished I sat up straddling him. “I need you…” I whimpered. He smirked and laid on the couch. “Ride me.” I positioned myself over him before slowly sliding down on him. I moaned loud as he entered me.

I started grinding on him slowing which cause made him close his eyes in pleasure. After a few seconds I started moving faster. His name left my lips in breathy moans. “Fuck (Y/N) Like that. Oh Fuck Yes.” A smirk formed on my lips and I began bouncing up and down. “Fuck…” He hissed and flipped us over. His lips found my neck and he kept thrusting into me hard. He sucked on any skin he found. There would be some very visible hickeys by the time we were done. “Can Dylan make you feel like this?” He asked thrusting into me deeper. I shook my head unable to form words. “Fucking answer me” He kept pounding into me and to make it worse he brought his thumb down to rob my clit.

“Answer me (Y/N) or I won’t let you come” I moaned out as he applied more pressure. “No! He can’t” Thomas smirked. “Who’s making you feel so good baby girl?” I felt it coming. Oh Fuck “You are!” I could tell he was close too, considering how sloppy his thrusts were getting “And who am I?” He asked again “Say it (Y/N) Say It” He thrusted into me again hitting my g-spot. Oh fuck All I saw was white and my back arched. “Oh Fuck Daddy! Only you make me feel like this!” I moaned out as I rode out my high. I heard him mutter “Fuck that was hot” Before he came inside of me.

Thomas literally collapsed on top of me. We were both sweaty and breathing heavily. “I love you… I’m sorry” I whispered raking my fingers through his hair. He smiled and place a soft kiss on my neck. “I love you too… I’ll try not to be so jealous next time.”  I giggled, “Or maybe I should make you jealous more often”

A Stain On Their Name ~ Sirius

Totally late for the anon who requested it, I’m so sorry but I’ve been swamped with work, hope you like it though. 

It wasn’t even a dangerous or hurtful thing to do.

It was a dare. That was it.

You felt horrible for making him go through with it. The dare itself was hilarious, but walking into Slughorn’s office to hear what Orion and Walburga were saying, that was a different story.

You just wanted to turn in your potions essay early so you went to Slughorn’s office one Friday night.

“- A HORRIBLE STAIN ON OUR NAME! a HORRIBLE INFLUENCE ON YOUNGER CHILDREN! A HORRIBLE SON! NO SON OF MINE!” Walburdga’s shrill voice rang in your ears the second the door opened

You slipped into the room without making a sound.

Sirius was cowered in a corner, Slughorn was nowhere to be seen. But you could see the tears streaming down your best friend’s face.

He had told you a few times about his home. You always pressed him to tell more, but he never went into detail about what the arguments and lectures were like. You always said to him that you would go right up to his mother and stomp on her foot if she ever yelled at Sirius in your presence, but you were frozen in your spot.

“Mother, it was just a fun- “


“No.” Sirius said through clenched teeth.

“What did you just say to your mother?” Orion asked sternly, finally stepping forward with his decorative cane to address the boy with his fists clenched.

“I said-“Sirius tried to repeat himself but flinched at his father’s movements.

“That’s what I thought, boy.” Orion snarled.

“Go home. You’ve done what you wanted to do.” Sirius said, regaining bravery.

“Excuse me?” Orion asked, tightening his grip on the black cane.

“Go home. You’ve done everything but beat me.”

“You filthy, ungrateful-“ Orion raised his cane over his head and took two lunching steps forward. Sirius turned his back to his father to avoid getting hit in the face. You knew you had to do something and fast.

“Professor Slughorn?” You called. The adults whipped their heads to the sound of your voice. “oh, it seems like he’s not in here.” You willed yourself to sound innocent so they would stop.

“(Y/N)- “ Sirius tried to warn you to leave, but you continued talking.

“Sirius! There you are! McGonagall was wondering if you were ever going to come back to the common room, everyone is in there. You see, we are going over some new rules that are being installed. She sent me to find you and I figured you might be in here doing homework like you do every now and then.”

Sirius’ parents stared at you in shock. You got them.

“Am I interrupting something?” You asked Orion.

He finally lowered his cane from over his head and stepped back from the shaking boy on the ground.

“No, you were not, Miss”


“Never heard of you.” He spat in pride of his own name.

“Now you have.” You raised your head high and walked boldly to Sirius.

“If you will excuse us. Professor McGonagall told me to fetch him and come back immediately, we need to hear these rules.”


And with that, you offered your friend your hand and helped him up. He was still shaking from fear and there were silent tears rolling down his cheeks. You led him out the door and down the hall.

“New rules?” HE asked.

“Bullshit. I just had to say something to get them to stop.” You two stopped walking after you were far enough away from the scene you had just left. There was a bench by one wall and you sat Sirius down and knelled in front of him on the ground.

His head was in his hands and his hair was serving as a curtain to hide his red face.

“Hey.” You whispered softly, taking one of his hand in yours. You wiped his tears away with your free hand. Everything was silent in the empty hall and his eyes met yours.

“They’re right, I-“

“NO.” You said firmly, “you can not hold yourself to their standards. No one can meet them.”

“Regulus can.”

“But you’re not Regulus.”

“They wish I was.”

“But I’m glad you’re you. Isn’t that much better?” You smiled, trying to get him to  see himself the way you saw him. Because the truth was, you loved him.

“I hate them, (y/n). But I still want their approval. I still want them to be my parents.”
“I don’t understand that, Sirius.” You said. You could not fathom how anyone would still want approval from such horrible people.

“I don’t expect you to.” He sniffed.

“Sirius. You are the opposite of everything they say you are. You are smart as hell, you’re loyal, you’re brave. You’re an amazing friend. You’re my best friend. Please don’t listen to them.”

“I just hear it so often that I have t believe it’s true, right?”

“No, Sirius. You are not anything like they say you are. And- and because of that I, well, I love you.”

Your words lingered in the air for what seemed like eternity. He was just staring at you. He had stopped crying and was still holding onto your hand.

“(Y/N).” He breathed softly.

“Can I kiss you?” You asked hoping you didn’t make his day any worse by confessing your love.

“You didn’t have to ask.”

“I wanted to.”  

An Unattractive Trait

* Lin × Reader
* Modern rpf
* Requested by anonymous
* Request: Reader cheats on Lin with Daveed and they think he doesn’t know until he’s going and he glared at them and just fucking screams “whatever the HELL YOU WERE DOING IN MONTICELLO!” but like ends with fluff.

A/N: Well this one just…happened. the ideas kept coming and didn’t stop so I wrote it. I did change the request a bit, like I put in my answer to the request. It’s just…I’ve had three people I care about cheated on, one of them was my own sister. And she told me how awful it felt, how she spent time questioning why she wasn’t good enough. It hurts. That’s my problem with it. I hope you guys understand that. And, as always, I hope you enjoy this story.

Word Count: 4,132


"Just try.” Daveed urged you.

“No.” You shot back.

“Do it.” He said from the other side of your couch. He kicked you slightly for emphasis.

“Dammit Diggs. No.” You said, leaving no room for argument. Still, Daveed found room for his argument.

“Look Y/N, you want to work Broadway? Here’s your chance. I’m not telling you to audition for a lead, try for ensemble. You got skill and a damn good shot of getting in.” He said. “And the writer is a good guy.” He tacked on. “And single.” He smirked at you.

“Are you trying to get me a job or laid?” You asked him.

He shrugged, his smirk still in place. “Either one.” He paused and his smirk grew. “Or both.” You threw a decorative pillow at him.

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You’re Perfect

A/N: Hi there everyone I’m so sorry for the lack of updates but I lost all of my work except for 3 lines from this imagine so I do hope you’ll forgive me if the one you requested isn’t up yet. 

Self-conscious and Paranoid is one way I could describe myself. If handed a piece of paper and told to write down all the flaws I had, I would be able to do it in seconds probably asking for a second page while I’m at it. That’s just how I have always been. I’ve always felt disgusted at how big my thighs look or how my stomach gains an extra roll when I sit down. I’ve never known what it feels like to not have my thighs touch or my stomach bulge when wearing tight clothing, its just always been like that for me.
Lately my insecurities have been gnawing away at my sanity once again, creating doubts and destroying whatever confidence I had built up after being admitted to Arkham.

“Hey! Are you even listening?” Barbra said shaking me slightly, I shook my head to clear my thoughts and looked at her with a smile. “Yeah sorry, I’m just tired” I lied as I stabbed my food with a spoon, she shook her head and continued talking about a someone named Lee and her Ex Jim. I zoned out and looked down at my thighs hoping that my gaze would somehow shrink the fat that surrounded the muscle. I was jerked out of my thoughts when a hand rested on my middle back, I was about to snap at the person for touching me until I noticed it was Jerome. I offered him a small smile but I could see he was concerned with my behaviour, normally I wasn’t as quiet and reserved but lately I have been retreating into my shell ever so slightly. I guess it was because of Greenwood constantly comparing me to Barbra. 

“Barbra you do look ravishing today, unlike someone over here” Greenwood said shifting his stare over to me, “You look like you just came out of a pie eating contest” I furrowed my brow in confusion before wiping my face. ‘There is nothing on my face so why did he say that?’ I wondered looking at the spot on my arm where I rubbed my face. “Why do you say that?” Barbra asked genuinely interested, she hadn’t heard this one before. “Because her cheeks are fat and her belly is bulging” He said nonchalantly sitting down across from Barbra. I instinctively covered my stomach with my arms and tried to make myself as small as possible. 

Jerome looked at him with disbelief before sitting down beside me, in a matter of seconds I was pulled from the seat and positioned on Jerome’s lap as he hugged me from behind. "Why do you care about how she looks? You’re not her boyfriend I am” Jerome stated glaring at greenwood, I buried my face in my hands and let out an embarrassed groan which prompted Jerome to continue. “You think she’s fat, I think she’s slightly chubby and curvy in all the right places” he paused for a second before pointing a finger at Greenwood “unlike you” he said childishly before laughing at his own remark.

“And besides, who cares if she has a little extra meat, it just means more places to kiss when we-” a tinge of scarlet coated my cheeks “JEROME” I yelled getting flustered at his blunt words. Greenwood’s smirk fell from his face and was at a loss for words, Barbra stood up and cracked a smile, “I’m gonna call Jim!” she announced before striding off towards her cell. Jerome shook his head before burying his face into my hair. “You are perfect just the way you are, I love you and your body. Every little thing you see as a flaw or imperfection I see as something more to love” I smirked; shifting in the embrace I looked up at him and kissed his jaw, “you’re turning soft~” I said jokingly knowing that he was only like this with me. He grinned before lowering his lips to my ear “I thought about stabbing him repeatedly but I knew that It would mean less time with you” I laughed at his reasoning. No matter how bad I would ever feel about myself Jerome would always be there to stab or shoot my insecurities down and rescue me from my own deep thoughts.

I used to think that if I was handed a piece of paper and told to write down all the flaws I had, I would be able to do it in seconds, but now I’m not so sure. After that little incident with Greenwood at breakfast Jerome made sure to show me just how much he loved me, in more ways then one.

I’m (not) Lost

Jimin x Reader

One shot 

Security Guard Jimin

From the map you looked at online, it seemed pretty straightforward. Walk in the building, go to the second floor, and then the first office on the left. You could do that.

But the map didn’t say anything about where the stairs or elevator were. It was like a maze, and you felt like you were just walking in circles–except if that was the case, you would have found the entrance again at some point.

“Um, excuse me?” You turned toward the voice, seeing a young security guard walking toward you. “Can I help you with something?” You assessed him for a moment before replying.

“No, I’m fine. Thanks though.” You gave him a small wave before continuing down the hall. He was entirely too good-looking to be a security guard, and you didn’t have time to get distracted.

“You look lost, though.” He called after you, walking quickly to catch up with you.

“Well, I’m not.” You said. The elevator had to be around here somewhere, right?

“Oh really?” The security guard chuckled. You glanced at him sideways, seeing the name “Park Jimin” printed onto his name tag. The name rung a bell, but you couldn’t quite place where you had heard it.

“Really.” You assured him, glancing at your watch.

“Okay, I just thought you were here for the interview at five. And if you were, I was going to tell you you’re walking in the opposite direction than you should be. But if not…”

“Okay, maybe I don’t know where the elevator is.” You said reluctantly, and Jimins smirk grew.

“Follow me.” And he turned on his heals, walking back the way you had come. Keeping up with him was no easy task, he didn’t seem to care whether you followed or not, not looking over his shoulder once. He took several abrupt turns, at one point leading you straight through someone’s office. You were just starting to think that he was just messing with your head and trying to get you more lost when you came to an elevator. The doors were just starting to close when you managed to finally catch up and step in.

Jimin looked more than pleased. “You kept up.” He said, sounding impressed as he selected the second floor.

“No thanks to you.” You grumbled under your breath. He laughed in response.

“On the contrary, all thanks to me. You would still be lost if I hadn’t run into you.”

“I wasn’t lost.” You corrected. The door chimed, and the two of you stepped out. “I knew exactly where I was. I just didn’t know where other things were in relation to me.”

You had arrived at an office door, and Jimin tilted his head sideways to study you. “Good answer.” He said. “I don’t think I’ve heard that before. Welcome to the team, by the way.”

“Wait, what?” You said, looking from the office door to him. His name was beside it, along with “Chief of Security”. Oh. He was the one you were supposed to interview with. How had you forgotten his name?

“I might have been testing you.” Jimin shrugged. “Not that I meant for you to get lost, but if an employee can’t keep up with me, that’s a problem.” He gave you a smile, holding out his hand. “I’m Park Jimin, by the way.”

“I know.” You said, then mentally shook yourself. “I mean, we didn’t even do a normal interview–”

“I looked at your file yesterday.” Jimin said. “And I think we’ll get along just fine.”

“That… works then.” You said, still slightly taken aback.

“I’ll look forward to working with you.” He smiled again, and you weren’t sure if you looked forward to working with him or dreaded it, but there was no doubt it would be interesting. 

A/N Idk what this is, I just had a long day and felt like writing it. Thank you for reading, and as always, let me know your thoughts/feelings! <3 <3 

anonymous asked:

Headcanons for Viktor waking up and finding out that his s/o had left him during the night because she didn't feel like she was good enough for him and only left a note about breaking up.

I know you requested headcanons, but I wrote a scenario for this prompt. The headcanons I wrote didn’t really live up to my expectations, and I really felt like I could do better with a scenario. I’m actually very proud of this one :) If you aren’t satisfied, just send me another ask and I’ll find a way to make it up to you. Thank you for the request! <3 ((I also listened to “I Don’t Wanna Live Forever” by T. Swift and Zayn for fuel to write this lmao))

Viktor blinks against the harsh light pouring in from the bedroom window that he’s facing. He brings an arm up to cover his squinting eyes and rolls over, blocking out the light in favor of spending a bit more time in the cocoon of warmth he has within the sheets. With closed eyes and a warm smile, he inches over to your side of the bed to spoon with you—and possibly take care of his morning wood. His eyes flutter open and his smile disappears in confusion when he finds your side of the mattress cold and empty.

Now awake, he sits up and scowls at the empty room and tries to remember a reason why you wouldn’t be able to spend the morning in bed with him. Do you have an appointment? Work? Plans with friends? Nothing comes to mind, but his face lights up with a smirk, realizing what’s going on. You’re probably in the kitchen whipping up breakfast for the both of you.

Viktor emerges from bed with a yawn, stretching out with his arms above his head as he heads to the bathroom. While he brushes his teeth, he imagines you standing in the kitchen with his shirt on and his boxers. He envisions you standing over the stove with your messy hair and cooking his favorite breakfast with the smell of the fresh coffee brewing filling the air. He thinks about coming up behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist so he can press his bare chest against your back. The thoughts make Viktor smile.

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Request from gabrialslay: Levi x Reader where the reader or Levi walks into the opposite gendered showers by mistake, etc? No smut, just like, a towel scene I guess? I don’t know. Do what you like. Merely suggestions. Thanks!



You sighed as the pleasantly warm water of the shower hit your face. It had been a very long day and you were filthy from being outside all day long. It felt wonderful to get clean and showers were always relaxing. After a good ten minutes of basking in the comfort of the shower, you decided you should probably head off to bed before you fell asleep in the stall. Wrapping your towel around you, you stepped out into the empty room and walked over to the mirror, wiping away the condensation that had fogged it up.

You wrung out your hair and combed your fingers through it, stopping abruptly when you saw a figure in the mirror that startled you. Jumping in your fright, you nearly lost your towel, but luckily, you recovered it before it fell too far. Spinning around, you were surprised to discover Levi standing before you, with nothing but a towel wrapped dangerously low on his hips.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I, uh, thought this was the men’s showers. I’m exhausted and I must’ve gotten confused. Again, I’m sorry. For startling you also..” One hand gripped his towel as the other scratched the nape of his neck. His eyes avoided you at all costs as he shrunk back slowly. He was..nervous. Which was a side to Levi that no one even thought existed.

“No, no. It’s okay. It’s been a long day. I’ve done the same thing before, I just didn’t get caught, haha..“ Immediately, you became just as flustered and decided to stop yourself from rambling on and spewing something else embarrassing about yourself.

"Yeah, honest mistake, I didn’t..see anything..just, so you know. Hopefully this doesn’t make things..weird.” Finally, his eyes found yours and you smiled reassuringly.

“Nope. No, why would it be weird? I mean, we’re just having a conversation about how we almost saw each other totally naked. Totally normal between comrades.” Laughter almost always dissolved uncomfortableness. This time was no exception.

“Exactly. Especially when we’re both still half-naked, right?” Levi allowed himself one of his rare laughs and smiled at you.

“Let’s just make sure we walk out at separate times. Before people assume things.” You echoed his laugh as you pulled your towel up again, fearing it would slip.

“Right. They would have too much fun with that. I’ll head out first.”

“Wouldn’t want the Captain indulging in any fun. Good call, Heichou.” You winked in a moment of bravery and but your lip as Levi tossed one of those mysteriously mesmerizing smiles over his shoulder at you.

“You know what? C'mon. I think their faces would be amusing. A little chaos keeps things entertaining, right?” He nodded for you to walk out with him.

After a moments deliberation, you sauntered over to his side and strolled out with him. You two couldn’t help but exchange amused grins as you heard the flurries of gasps and gossip around you.

Mistletoe: a Josh Dun imagine part 10

Y/N: So I’ve gotten many requests to continue the Mistletoe fic until after Christmas, so that is what I am going to do! Thanks so much for the quick and loving feedback, you are all so sweet. xoxo

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part 7

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part 9

               Although you felt a little left out at first, you were extremely grateful. Just seeing Josh happy and laughing, as if he didn’t have a single care in the world, it made you feel so nice inside. Tyler and Josh went together like peanut butter and jelly. They were also particularly entertaining to watch, their silly antics and stupid jokes even earning a laugh from you. It definitely beat staying at your grandparents. They had made you feel embarrassed and scared, and the thought of having to stay cooped up in a small room with Josh, eating Christmas cookies and faking a smile, it made you sad. All you wanted was to enjoy your Christmas, make sure both you and Josh were happy, and hopefully meet Tyler. It was a miracle your grandparents had let you go, and now, spending time with Josh and Tyler was a blast.

It was later in the evening when you found yourself eating Taco Bell and slurping on Red Bull with them, sitting in the hallway of the studio after they had worked on a new song, holding Josh’s hand, when Tyler asked the question. “So are you guys official?” he raised an eyebrow.

               “I think so,” Josh replied slowly, looking at you for confirmation.

               “Yeah,” you rolled your eyes, squeezing his hand. “We are.”

               “That’s adorable,” Tyler smiled. “I’m glad you guys could make it by Christmas Eve. That’s awesome. Your grandparents weren’t angry, y/n?”

               “Nah. My grandpa even gave us permission to leave,” you responded. “It was great.”

               “Wow, I’m surprised,” Tyler’s eyes widened.

               “I think we all are,” Josh chuckled.

               “So do you guys want to head back to the apartment? I hope you don’t mind all three of us sharing a room. I mean, I’m sure you and Josh would love to share a bed of course,” he smirked.

               “Been there done that,” Josh reassured, earning a look from Tyler.

               “Woah, slow down!” Tyler exclaimed. “When did this take place?”

               “Shut up,” you giggled. “It was just a lack of space at my grandparent’s house.”

               “Oh yes, I’m sure there was barely any space between you two,” Tyler teased.

               “Give it a rest, Ty,” Josh sighed. “I think you’re just jealous.”

“Am not,” Tyler replied a little too quickly, causing Josh to laugh.

“Don’t worry,” Josh put a hand on Tyler’s shoulder. “I’ll always be here. I’m not going anywhere. Besides, aren’t you talking to some Jenna chick anyways?”

“Maybe,” a smile crept on Tyler’s lips.

“Aha!” Josh’s eyes lit up. “I called it.”

               “Whatever,” Tyler shook his head. “We’re just friends.”

               “So were me and Josh,” you pointed out. “Look where that led.”

               “Yeah, yeah,” Tyler blushed, embarrassed.

               The entire ride to the hotel, Josh and Tyler were going back and forth having a passionate discussion about ranch dressing on pizza crust. You watched as they bantered back and forth, giggling at their humor, noticing what an adorable laugh Josh had. It reminded you of when you first saw him smile, how his face scrunched up and his eyes got all squinty, his cute toothy smile appearing, pure happiness displayed through his grin. Things have changed so much since then. When you rolled up to the hotel, Tyler ushered the two of you into the elevator and to the room. There were two beds and a sofa, and you looked at Josh. “I believe we’ve been in a similar situation before, haven’t we?” he raised his eyebrows, turning towards you.

               “Yup, think we might need to break in the couch,” you winked.

               “Woah! I do not want to know what that means!” Tyler cried.

               Josh and you both burst out laughing. “Cuddles,” Josh clarified between chuckles. “Nothing more and nothing less.”

               “Hmm,” Tyler eyed Josh suspiciously. “I don’t know if this information is coming from a reliable source.”

               “Get your mind out of the gutter and come watch a movie with us,” you rolled your eyes. “Tomorrow’s Christmas.”

               “We don’t even have a tree!” Tyler complained. “Where the heck are the presents going to go?”

               “Then let’s go get a tree,” Josh decided. “Come on.”

               “On Christmas Eve? What place is even going to be open?” you wondered. “Much less, would they even let us bring a tree into the hotel room?”

               “It doesn’t have to be a big tree,” Josh explained. “It can be a small tree.”

               “A Charlie Brown Christmas Tree!” Tyler shouted.

               “Exactly!” Josh grinned. “It can be itty bitty, either way, it’s still a Christmas tree. Besides, I still haven’t even gotten gifts for anyone yet!”

               “Slacker,” Tyler joked.

               “We’ve been on the move since who knows when,” you protested. “We barely had time to eat, how do you think we magically came up with Christmas presents?”

               “I have an idea,” Tyler proposed. “I’ll go out and get us a small Christmas tree. You two stay back or get a cab or something and make me some spectacular presents.”

               “Yeah right,” you chuckled. “All you’ll be getting this year is coal.”

               “Why? Have I been a naughty boy?” Tyler gave a sly smile.

               “Hey! Enough of that!” Josh groaned, practically shoving him out the door. “You go get the tree and we’ll take care of your presents, doofus.”

               “You better both stay off that couch,” Tyler teased. “The beds too.”

               “That’s it. Out the door you go,” Josh rolled his eyes, earning a small laugh from Tyler, before he shut the door and sighed, walking back over to you. “I’m sorry he’s such a handful.”

               “Don’t apologize,” you reassured. “He’s amazing.”

               “Oh,” Josh frowned.

               “Not as amazing as you,” you added, wrapping your arms around his waist and looking up at him as his cocoa eyes flickered with delight.

               “You know how I told you that I didn’t have a gift, yet?” Josh wondered.

               “Yeah?” you raised an eyebrow.

               “I lied,” he whispered. “I kind of had something in mind.”

               “Am I allowed to get my present early?” you wondered, his face somehow slowly drifting closer to yours. “Or do I have to wait until tomorrow morning?”

               “I think I might make a small exception just for you,” Josh smirked.

               “Just for me?” you asked, lips dangerously close to his.

               “Only you,” he winked, crashing his lips onto yours, the sweet taste of his kiss causing you to relax into his arms, his hands getting tangled in your hair, pressing your body closer to his. When you pulled away, both of you catching your breath, Josh looked at you, smile creeping onto his lips. “I know Tyler said to stay off the couch…”

               “He’s not here though, is he?” you reminded.

               “Goddammit I love you,” Josh grinned, his lips finding yours once again, the two of you slowly migrating to the sofa.

               “How long do you think it takes to go buy a Christmas tree?” you inquired as Josh sat you in his lap, leaving hot kisses down your neck, hands on your back pressing you closer to him.

               “I don’t know,” Josh chuckled as you began to tug at the hem of shirt. “Hopefully long enough.”