not as perfect as yours sweetie

absolute-twaddle  asked:

Once you get this you have to say five things you like about yourself, publicly, and send it to 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable). SPREAD POSITIVITY! ♡

Thanks sweetie! I was also asked to do this by @vinyaya-jay, @knightfury1895 & @virtusestmedium so I’ll respond in one…

  1. I’m not flippant.
  2. My sincerity. 
  3. I’m genuinely interested in getting to know more about people.
  4. The way I can swing back and stop negative thoughts and look at the good side.
  5. My singing, it’s not perfect, it’s good, but it’s something I actually enjoy working at and I’m clearly improving because of that. 
REMINDER FROM THE HAMILSQUAD (+) THAT YOU'RE WORTH IT!

masterlist

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Alex : Remember, if you have an anxiety attack then count to ten while breathing in and count to ten while breathing out. Close your eyes and focus on me talking, okay? In, out, in, out. You can do this! I believe in you.

John : Remember to eat something today! You’re absolutely beautiful to me and I wouldn’t have you any other way, so don’t you feel bad for eating anything! You’re not too fat, your body is perfect… everything about you is perfect to me! So please, try and hold your food down… even if you don’t want to eat much, at least eat a piece of fruit? For me? I love you!

Lafayette : Mon amour, don’t ever doubt how beautiful you are! No matter what anyone says, you are beautiful and you are unique - there is nobody out there like you! You’re absolutely stunning - go out there and knock ‘em dead, mon belle!

Hercules : Hey, cutie. I know that you may want to harm yourself… but it’s not worth it. You shouldn’t mark your beautiful skin - okay? Breathe with me, sweetie, close your eyes. We can come up with some alternatives together! But please, take care of yourself.

Burr : No matter what the people at school/college/work/uni say, you are so smart and every day you make me so proud! The fact that you’re alive is a miracle and I know you’ll continue to make me proud! Remember, you’re smart! You got this!!

Philip : Listen to me! No matter what your parents/guardian say to you, it’s not true! You’re not worthless, you’re not fat, you’re not ugly, you’re absolutely amazing. I love you, everyone here loves you! You can talk to me, alright? You’re doing so well

Thomas : Remember to take care of yourself today - eat, get dressed, do something productive. How about you draw? Or write, perhaps? You should take a bath or shower too, warm yourself up and relax. Remember, we all care about you! We only want what’s best for you.

Washington : you are never alone. Just because you can’t see us, that doesn’t mean we aren’t there with you and giving you lots of love. If you need us, simply call for us, okay? You’re not alone.

George III : I will kill anyone who dare say anything to you - okay? You’re worth it, you’re capable, you are in control.

My blog is always open. You can message any of the hamilsquad if you need someone to talk to, okay? We’re all here for you.

K A I R O S | 05 |

/ˈkīräs/

(n.) the perfect, delicate, crucial moment; the fleeting rightness of time and place that creates the opportune atmosphere for action, words, or movement

An arranged marriage AU.

Paring: OT7.
Genre: fluff, angst, a lot of suggestive parts and eventual smut.
Waring: Mild sexual content
Word count: 6.1k
Author’s note: Part 5 is the final chapter, I am discontinuing the series. An ending post with a summarized ending will be posted along with a short explanation as to why I’m discontinuing. Overall, thank you for reading guys!

Parts: | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 (M) |

“But mom, I’m not going to live with a bunch of strangers-!”

“I had the maids pack your things last night, your bags are outside.”

//

Cliche is underrated.

Especially when you just got kicked out of your own house by your ever so loving parents to stay with seven boys you’ve only heard notorious things about.

Oh, and you’re supposed to pick one to marry by the end of next month

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Everything Has Changed | Jughead Jones

Originally posted by alwayschach-sprouseblog


Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Description: After six years away from Riverdale, you head back to live with your grandparents. The only thing on your mind is your old best friend Jughead Jones.

Warnings: None!

Word Count: 1570

A/N: BUCKLE YOURSELVES UP, FRIENDS. WE’RE IN FOR A LONG ONE. Well, maybe. We’ll see how it goes. There will definitely be a part two that’s for sure but let me know what you guys think <3

 PART TWO | PART THREE


Riverdale.

The town you grew up in. The town that held so many fond memories. The town that you’d been ripped away from when you were nine years old.

It was still your favourite place even though you’d spent the last six years in Los Angeles. Sure, the big city life was fun but it was nothing compared to the tight knit community of your little friendly town. Even though you’d only been young, you still remembered how everyone said hi when you passed by them or how the local diner always remembered your families order and especially how all the kids made sure nobody was left out. That was how you remembered Riverdale. Full of friendly, happy, kind people.

But, the stories you’d heard from your grandparents who still lived there told a whole different tale. Your friendly little town had changed the moment Jason Blossom had been murdered. Everyone in town was a suspect and the whole dynamic had changed. Riverdale was now surrounded by mystery and secrets which made you scared to go back.

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Grammys: Josh Dun imagine

Y/N: Sorry this one’s kinda short, I just did a little drabble (but it’s longer than a series chapter) let me know if you want a part two maybe and I’ll whip something up ok love you guys!!! And btw some of these requests I’ve been getting lately are super amazing I love em I love you xoxo

Anonymous said:
Hi! Can I request a josh dun x reader where they’re at the Grammys and Josh goes with her and he is very happy to show her girlfriend to the world? Please 😁

*female reader

Staring at yourself in the mirror, you examined your dress, your makeup, your hair, everything about you. You had to look perfect. There would be millions of people watching you, eyes fixed on you, giving you the title of the girlfriend belonging to the one and only Joshua William Dun of Twenty One Pilots. And completely honest, you were not ready at all. Josh was handsome and hot and talented and famous and you were, well, you. Your smile faded away as you looked at yourself in the mirror, trying to take a deep breath and search for that lost self-confidence, closing your eyes and beginning to tell yourself you looked just fine when you felt two arms wrap around you, pressing a soft kiss to the back of your neck before resting on your shoulder and whispering in your ear. “You look absolutely gorgeous, y/n,” Josh murmured quietly before placing a quick kiss on your cheek. “Damn I don’t think I’m going to let you leave the house looking like that.”

“Whatever,” you giggled, turning around and looking up at him, both of you sharing a rather passionate kiss. When you pulled away, you stared into your eyes. “Really? I look okay?”

“Okay?” he raised his eyebrows. “You look absolutely stunning.”

“You sure?” you insisted.

“I swear,” he chuckled. “Gosh, I have to give it to Jenna, you do look really amazing in yellow.” It had been Tyler’s idea for the two of you to wear bright yellow dresses to match Josh’s new hair. While you seemed a little skeptical at first, Jenna insisted, saying it complimented your eyes, and even dragged you out to a shop for the day to go searching for the perfect one for you.

“The dress looks like Belle’s from Beauty and the Beast,” you nodded, twirling around in it once, the fabric flowing around your legs and Josh’s smile grew even wider.

“Exactly,” he grinned. “You’re a princess.”

“More like the beast,” you teased.

“Oh shut up,” he rolled his eyes, pulling you into a huge hug. “I’m not lying when I say you look like the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”

“You’re too kind,” you smirked. “Now come on. Let’s hurry over there and kick butt! I bet you’re going to win more than one!”

“We’re lucky if we win one,” he laughed. “But I agree, we should head over.”

When you were both driving to the venue, you could feel something was off. Josh kept biting his lower lip, knuckles turning white because he was clenching the steering wheel too hard, or constantly darting his eyes around nervously. “You okay, babe?” you raised an eyebrow, placing a hand on his shoulder.

“Huh?” he whipped his head around to look at you when he reached a stop light. “I’m okay.”

“You look nervous as hell,” you softened your eyes.

“I am,” he admitted. “I’m scared to death.”

“Don’t worry,” you soothed. “You look amazing, your music sounds amazing, and you guys are amazing. I know you’ll win.”

“Yeah, but everyone will be staring at me,” he mumbled. “A million eyes all watching me if I go up on that stage. Even if I don’t. I have this bright yellow hair and these gages and-”

“And they’re all tiny reasons that add up to why I love you,” you reminded.

“I feel like I’m going to look like a fool,” Josh whispered. “I mean, I already do in this tuxedo and bowtie.”

“Don’t say that,” you argued. “You look like Prince Charming. Perfect for a princess like me, right?”

“Right,” he smiled. “I just don’t want to mess up.”

“Sometimes I wish I could just punch your anxiety in the face,” you frowned.

“Yeah,” he sighed. “Me too.”

“Look sweetie, you’re going to do absolutely amazing,” you reassured. “And besides, I’ll be right there beside you. Got it?”

“Definitely,” he nodded, turning into a parking spot. “I don’t know what I’d do without you. Gosh, I can’t even believe we got this far.”

“I’m so proud of you guys,” you beamed.

“We’re just two guys from Columbus, Ohio. We were literally just playing in front of handfuls of people in a basement and now we’re selling out Madison Square Garden, being televised nationally, and now we have a chance at winning a Grammy. That’s absolutely insane,” he sighed, parking the car and staring at you. “I don’t even know how it happened.”

“I’m so happy for you,” you kissed him on the lips. “Ready to add another accomplishment to that long list?”

“You bet,” he agreed.

When you arrived, there was already plenty of people there. Luckily, you hadn’t spotted anyone else wearing such a bold shade of yellow, and it made you excited and happy. It wasn’t long before a teenage boy was running up to Josh, huge smile plastered on his face. “Hey, uh, I was wondering if maybe I could get an autograph, please?” he wondered, grinning up at Josh. “I’ve been listening to your music for years. I’m a huge fan.”

“Absolutely,” Josh nodded, receiving the marker and piece of paper he handed him.

“So who’s this lucky lady?” the boy asked.

“Oh, y/n?” Josh laughed, tugging you right at his side and wrapping an arm around your waist. “This is my lovely girlfriend.”

“Sweet,” the boy grinned. “She’s very pretty.”

“Isn’t she?” Josh beamed. “You know, before we came here she was being all flustered acting like she didn’t look good in this dress. Can you believe that?”

“Josh,” you turned red, stifling a chuckle.

“You guys are the perfect couple,” the boy laughed. “Thanks so much for the autograph, Josh.”

“No problem,” he reassured. He ran away happily and you slapped Josh on the arm.

“Why’d you say that?” you joked.

“What? Say that you’re beautiful?” he raised an eyebrow. “Because you are.”

“Flirt,” you smirked. “Come on, let’s go look for Jenna and Tyler.”

“Wait! Joshua Dun!” an interviewer raced up to the two of you, microphone in hand, a camera crew following close behind. “My name is Stacey. I’m a reporter here tonight, I was wondering if you would be open to sharing about the lovely lady you brought with you tonight possibly? She isn’t a familiar face, but she definitely will be remembered after tonight. That’s a lovely dress dear.”

“Thanks,” you blushed.

“This is y/n, she’s my girlfriend,” Josh presented you and thrust out his hands, waving them up and down as if he was selling a product or showing a prize on a gameshow. “She’s the only award I need tonight.”

“How sweet,” Stacey gushed. She shook Josh and your hand and then grinned back at the camera. “Look at these two love birds.”

“Love birds indeed,” he chuckled, giving you a kiss on the cheek. “But I think it’s time for us to fly away now.”

“Oh yes, you two run along. I think Tyler and Jenna are over by the red carpet,” she informed. “Good luck tonight!”

“Thanks so much,” Josh responded, linking his arm with yours and plastering on a smile. “Come on my little chickadee, we’ve got a lot more stuff to do before we win that Grammy.”

“Chickadee?” you giggled. “You’re awfully cheerful now.”

“I’ve got good vibes,” he shrugged. “Oh look! There’s Tyler and Jenna!”

“Where?” your eyes instantly darted around in search of the matching bright yellow, and when you saw her, your face lit up. “Goddammit she looks like a Queen.”

“You look better,” he whispered in your ear with a sly smile as you approached them both. You were about to protest but Josh was already unlinking his arm from yours, engulfing Tyler in a huge hug, and Jenna approached you with a huge grin.

“Oh my goodness gracious, y/n!” Jenna exclaimed. “You look like you just stepped out of a fairy tale, sweetheart.”

“Me?” you laughed. “Look at you!”

“She looks smoking,” you could hear Tyler whisper to Josh. “I could barely breathe when she walked out of the bedroom.”

“I know, same here,” Josh agreed in a low murmur. “She didn’t even notice me staring at her from the doorway. Dude, I was floored.”

“I don’t know but I think we should start doing more of these Grammy things if they’re going to look as hot as this,” Tyler teased.

“Hey!” Jenna snapped, giving him a playful tug on the ear. “You boys should work on your whispering skills. We can hear everything.”

“Then that just means you’ll know how much we think you look so freaking sexy tonight,” Tyler smirked, grabbing her by the hips and pulling her closer. “Right, babe?”

“Sure,” she rolled her eyes, planting her lips on his for a kiss. A couple flashes went off and Josh chuckled.

“Come on guys,” he laughed. “Let’s keep the PDA to a minimum.”

“Shut up,” Tyler narrowed his eyes when he pulled away from the kiss, squeezing Jenna’s hand before letting go. “I bet you guys are going to be all over each other by the time we sit down.”

“It’s the Grammys,” Josh argued. “We have to be well behaved.”

“Well behaved,” Tyler scoffed. “Like that’s something we know how to do.”

“You’re being so silly,” Jenna sighed.

“Just wait until we take our pants off,” Tyler winked. “Then it will get real.”

“What?” you and Jenna both exclaimed at the same time.

“Nothing,” Tyler reassured. “Just a joke.”

“It better be,” Jenna warned.

“Sure…” Josh smirked, leaving both of you curious of what the hell that meant.

Dating Jonathan Byers Would Include

@kurtwxgners


  • Photos. Let’s just get this out of the way here and now.
    • Photos of you, photos of the two of you, photos of you with his family –
    • According to Jonathan, there can never be enough photos of you
      • Well, he never outright says it, but you can assume such from his actions
    • Depending on how you are with getting your photos taken, there can be a mix of what kinds of pictures of you Jonathan has an abundance of
    • If you enjoy it, you model and pose quite a lot. There’s plenty of goofy pictures of you that were done to make him laugh
    • If you detest it, he tries to respect your wishes. Honestly, he does. But sometimes you just look so beautiful and natural and that profile of yours looks so right in this lighting and just –
      • *click* “… Did you just take a picture of me?” “I’m sorry..!!”

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Mystic Messenger Guys Pregnancy Series - Finding Out #1

Jumin Han

Being the wife of the executive director of the C & R International was never an easy thing to do. Yes, Jumin made you feel as if you were the only girl in the world. He was always showering yo with love and affection…and as much as you hate to admit it…he always showered you with gifts. He spoiled you rotten but you never let it go to your head. Yes,being his wife was a blessing and you could not be any more grateful. However, being his wife, also made it impossible to be out of the public eye. Everywhere you went, someone was there taking pictures, Everything you did was already on the news. And honestly it was making you sick, physically sick. You woke up one morning to immediately rushing to the nearest bathroom and throwing up. You groaned as you finally got the chance to breathe. You thought for a moment before widening your eyes. You quickly stood up and rushed to lock the door  before searching the cupboards for a pregnancy test. You always had one in case one of your nights with Jumin got a tad reckless. You waited anxiously as the test began to work its magic..and there it was…a blue cross. 

Yoosung
To you, you and Yoosung had the perfect fairy-tale life. After the whole big bang that happened during that first 12 days when you first joined the RFA, you and Yoosung finally managed to meet. After many dates, game nights of LOLOL and a very awkward marriage proposal that involved him spilling spaghetti on you and you chocking on a piece of cake, the two of you were finally married. He had finally stop playing LOLOL as much as he used to and  became a veterinarian, to everyone’s surprise, but not to you, to you he was the hardest working guy ever. Everything was perfect…until a few days ago. You had began to feel just downright awful. You had headaches,stomach pains and had been sick quite a lot. Yoosung, being the worrywart he was, fretted lover as if you were dying. You promised him that you were fine and that you booked a doctors appointment. After calming him down and convincing him to go to work, You got dressed and headed towards the doctors where they examined you. You waited patiently for the doctor to come back and when he did, he uttered a sentence that almost made you faint
“Congrats Ms.Kim, you are pregnant”
707
You and Saeyoung were not married. Yet. And wanna guess why? He had his heart set on marrying you in a space station. Yes , a space station.You were completely fine with it. I mean how long have you known him for? You knew that he was absolutely crazy and had the wildest ideas. But you still loved him, and he loved you., The kisses, the hugs, the late night conversations, the all day gaming sessions, all those moments were so precious to you and the same to him. Everything would be perfect. Only if your parents would like Saeyoung. However, it was quite the opposite. They hated him. They thought he was too loud, too irresponsible, a criminal, a shady guy. They wanted you to have nothing to do with him. And it broke your heart, and Saeyoungs too. Enough to get him into another mental breakdown, but you helped him out of it. It was you and him against the world. However, you did still love your parents. But they basically disowned you when you rejected their request for you to break up with Saeyoung. But..How would they react when that afternoon, on the toilet seat.. that you were pregnant with Saeyoung’s Child?
Zen
Zen had been on a stage tour recently and , lets be honest, you have never felt as lonely as you were now. You missed his presence, his cheesy pick up lines, his kisses, his hugs, his muscles and oh the list just goes on and on. Its like that saying ‘ absence make the heart grow fonder’. You just missed him desperately. Before he had left, you both had a memorable night, just so that the two of you left on a high note. You had been married for a few months now and the fans gladly accepted you. Well…Echo girl and her fans still held a bit of a grudge. But you never paid much attention to them. Recently you had been feeling sick. You had a fever and was throwing up quite a lot. You took the day of work and called Zen, who immediately started panicking and began to already plan his way home. You stopped him and said that you were fine before laughing. You suddenly froze and it was as if the cogs in your mind had began turning. Sexy night + Fever + Throwing up. You face-palmed and began to laugh hard. To the point tears were coming out of your eyes. You even forgot that Zen was still on the phone very confused. You sighed as you picked up the phone and said in between giggleS
“Ohh Don’t worry sweetie, i think im just pregnant!”
“…..”
“WHAT?!”
Saeran
You and saeran were far from being the perfect married couple, but you were both happy. He still had mental breakdowns and he still was quite isolate and reclusive, but could anyone blame him? After all the crap with Rika, the mystic eye, His mother, His father ,V and his brother, you would be worried if he wasn’t affected in some way. But he trusted you. He let you into his heart. You offered him the love he was deprived from for so long.You stayed by his side no matter what he did or said to you. But honestly, it was not easy. Sometimes the hurtful words he said to you, really hit you hard. You knew that he would never actually mean it. You knew he was not being his real self. But you couldn’t help but fee a tiny bit hurt. And this was one of these times. You had been throwing uo for the past few days and it had finally made him snap. 
“WHAT THE F*** S WRONG WITH YOU, YOU STUPID LITTLE COW”. He screamed out. And you just accepted it. Because you loved him. You knew he didn’t mean it. But, the tears on your face came down even harder. This time hurt much more than the others. This was because..
You were pregnant with his child.


V
V treated you as if you were his queen. He loved you so much and you loved him back. You were not married nor engaged. Just boyfriend and girlfriend living happily together in his apartment. You loved him, you really did , with all your heart. But you feared that he did not love you as much as you wished. And that was because of her. You glanced at the small photo V kept on his desk. You glared cold at it. Rika. The woman who injured V so horridly. Who hurt Yoosung, Saeyoung, Saeran and Jumin emotionally. You could not understand how V could still love her for such a long time. He finally broke up with her once Zen and Yoosung sent her to a mental health rehab centre. And that is when he began to develop feelings for you. You were so happy with him, but you couldn’t not help feeling just a bit hurt that he was still in love with her. But, what could you do, they were engaged after all. Anyone would be hurt by that. And he was still refusing the eye surgery and time was running out. He was not listening to anyone, not you, Jumin, anyone. And it was worrying you. But perhaps..Perhaps you being pregnant could change everything? Surely, SURELY, he would consider having the eye surgery if it meant possibly never having the chance to see his own son or daughter…


AHHHH I DID IT! Okay i really wanted to start a pregnancy series with mystic messenger cause lets all be serious…its what we all need. AND THANK YOU FOR A 100 FOLLOWERS AGDWEFBJEIOFIEJFOIZ. I was so happy but yeah! do you like this idea?if so please like reblog follow and request for more!!

BTS Reaction to their S/O loving thunderstorms/severe weather

Jin:


Jin would be a little shocked at first at how excited you got when you heard the faint rumble of thunder in the distance. He would find it cute and asked you to explain why you liked weather like this rather than sunny days. As you talked, he set up a little cozy nest near the window full of blankets and a few snacks. Though it wasn’t his thing, if it was yours, he’d love it with you. “Ready to watch the storm, sweetie?”

Originally posted by meganhyunhee


Yoongi:


Yoongi would smile a bit. He never really found anybody who liked thunderstorms as much as he did. You both grew excited and talked about how you loved the sound of the pouring rain on the roof, the loud cracks of thunder and the greyness of the sky. He would snuggle you in a blanket and kiss you softly. “I didn’t think rainy days could be any better… but I think spending these rainy days with you, made it perfect…” he’d mumble as he cuddled you until you both calmly fell asleep.

Originally posted by kuromel

Hobi:


Hoseok would be a bit confused at first due to his love of bright warm days. As he saw how excited you got at such weather, he would get excited too! Though he would slightly jump with some loud cracks and bright flashes of lightning, he would love it. His jumps make you laugh, which make him smile and hold on to you tightly. “Oooo… I like sunny days more. Though the rain is starting to grow on me!”

Originally posted by myloveseokjin


Namjoon:


Namjoon loves rainy days, but not particularly thunderstorms. He didn’t mind them either way. He’d watch you staring out the window, laughing with excitement as the lightning flashed and lit up the dim house. He’d quietly sit with you and just watch you intently. “You’re such a goofball. Laughing at the thunder like that” he’d chuckle “but that’s why I love you. You’re so interesting… can you tell me why you love storms so much?” His eyes slightly sparkled with interest waiting for your words.

Originally posted by jiminrolls

Jimin:


Jimin just didn’t get it. He didn’t really like the rain. It made everything wet, going places was a hassle and it was so dark. Not to mention the loud noise that came with thunderstorms. He saw your eyes grow wide as the storm clouds were on the horizon. Jimin sighed at the sign of the rain. “Wait, you like these storms…? I-I’m sorry, jagi! Let’s go inside and watch it together.”

Originally posted by itschiminie

Taehyung:


He would be excited right there with you. He didn’t see the big deal, but he wanted to enjoy it with you. He loves trying to make you smile so why not just dance around to the rhythm the rain was tapping out on the roof with the random booms of the thunder than made the base. The Lightning gave you strobe lights to flail about to as well. He’d take your hands, wiggle your arms about and twirl you around. “I love rain dancing with you, cutie pie!” Tae would giggle as your smile grew wider.

Originally posted by taestiny


Jungkook:

He would be a bit scared of the thunder but never want to admit it. He hates the way it was so loud and how it rumbled the whole house. When the storm started, he curled in bed and hid under the covers that tightly wrapped him in a cocoon. You came jumping in excitedly, squeaking about how good the storm would be. He poked his head out slightly and shrugged. “I guess… can you just hold me until it’s over….?”

Originally posted by junqkookied

Hopeless Romantic - Dylan O’Brien

Author: @mf-despair-queen

Characters: Dylan O’Brien/Reader

Word Count: 5513

Warnings: Extreme loads of Fluff

Notes: This took…longer than I expect (I also got distracted playing Persona and staring at Stuart while writing it). Its just…extremely cute really and something I can totally see Dylan doing because he’s a fucking sweetie and I love him.

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The Secret (8)

prologue; part one; part two; part three; part four; part five; part six; part seven; part eight; part nine; part ten; part eleven; part twelve;

You were a nervous wreck, sat across from Baekhyun in a quiet corner of a random café, nursing your third cup of green tea to help with the butterflies in your stomach. The air between you both was silent, neither of you saying anything. Instead the awkwardness was just prolonged, like an itch that wouldn’t stop no matter how hard you scratched.

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Don’t call me baby face!

Pairing: Reader x Bucky Barnes

Words: 5.402

Warnings: smut (oral sex (male receiving), explicit language), swearing, angst, fluff, wrap it before you tap it!

A/N: This based on a cute request of an anon! I hope the anon likes it and of couse all of you!

Request: Hey love!!! Absolutely love your writing!!! I have a request if that’s ok! Can you write something where there’s a new recruit and she feels inadequate because everyone except Bucky calls her ‘baby face’ and they tease her (jokingly) about how short and adorable she is and Bucky falls into peer pressure and starts calling her that too (which hurts her cuz she likes him) so one day for a party, she dresses up really sexy and Bucky gets all hot n bothered and they end up forking?? 😆


You were short. Alright, no big deal but there was one problem. You were an Avenger. And not only that, you were the new recruit, too. All that together results in one annoying thing, everyone called you ‘cute’, ‘shorty’, adorable’, ‘sweet’ and the most worst thing: ‘baby face’. You hate it! You really hate all the nicknames. You were always this little, cute girl, your whole life, but you always wanted to be the sexy girl, too. The one girl every man looks at when she enters the room.

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BTS reaction to their S/O being insecure about their weight/stretch marks

Jin:

Jin would be kinda saddened that you didn’t love your body the way it was. He would constantly tell you that he loved you how you are. He’d kiss your stretch marks and say that they made you more beautiful. “You’re perfect to me, sweetie. I love your stretch marks and your weight is perfect. Don’t you think any different.”

Originally posted by missbaptan


Yoongi:

Yoongi would be supportive of you and try to make you less insecure. He would say that weight really didn’t matter to him and he loved you for your personality, not your body type. He’d always tell you how much he loved your curves and you don’t need to change. “Babe, you’re beautiful. Screw those weight standards. Your curves are beautiful and so are your stretch marks.”

Originally posted by lostinbangtan

Hobi:

He would be pretty confused on why you felt insecure about your weight. Hoseok thought you were the most beautiful person Inside and out. He loved the curves of your body, running his hands over them and tracing the lines of your stretch marks as you laid in bed together. “I really love your body, you know that? I think you should love it, too! You’re just like an angel!”

Originally posted by hoseokxx


Namjoon:

He would understand why you were so insecure about your weight. Namjoon would know it’s the annoying beauty standards that society pushes onto women. He hated that you felt you had to look like that to be beautiful, because to him, you already were the most beautiful person he had ever seen. He’d always say how much he loved when outfits showed off your curves and you should be proud of them. “Who cares about what society wants. You’re gorgeous and if people don’t see that, then who needs them.”

Originally posted by myloveseokjin


Jimin:

Jimin would really understand where you were coming from since he thinks he always needs to lose weight himself. But when it came to you, he never understood what you didn’t really like. He would love to kiss over your stretch marks softly and softly run his fingertips over your curves. “I know you don’t like the way you are. I don’t like myself much either… but if I’m perfect to you, and you’re perfect to me, isn’t that enough?”

Originally posted by ohparkjimin


Taehyung:

Tae would absolutely love your curves. He would get so sad when you would say how they made you feel insecure and how you didn’t like the stretch marks on your body. He would tell you it’s one of his favourite parts about you. That just because your body isn’t what’s in the magazines doesn’t mean it’s not perfect. “Y/N, I love feeling your curves when we cuddle and making little pictures out of your stretch marks. It makes you who you are, and I love every bit of it.”

Originally posted by jjks

Jungkook:

Kookie would stop you every time you started to talk bad about your body. He hated when you did. He would just pull you into a hug and tell you that your body type isn’t important to him. Jungkook would just talk about how wonderful you were and how weight was just a stupid number that only shallow people cared about. “You’re perfect to me. Your body is mine. Every curve, every mark, scar, mole. It’s all mine. And I’m so in love with every bit of it as well as every bit of who you are.”

Originally posted by jenorise

anonymous asked:

Hey Mum, I don't know right now if you are taking prompts so you don't have to write or even read this but I like had a really shitty day cause my dad yelled at me again for no reason. So I thought could you like write something were Alex talks to maggie about her childhood how she was yelled at by her parents for things Kara did? And Maggie like just listents and comforts her afterwards? I would mean really much to me. Thank you!

Her hand doesn’t only flit to the bottle when her not-dead father betrays her and everyone she’s ever loved.

Alex also reaches for the bottle – hard – when her very much alive mother comes within a fifty foot radius. Whenever her mother fixes her eyes on her and asks about work, about Kara, about oh Alexandra I don’t understand why everything has to be such a production with you, I only said you look tired because I’m worried about you.

Maggie notices – of course she does – and she switches her wine glass with her water glass, and she rubs her thigh with a steady hand under the table.

She doesn’t make Alex talk about it – she knows that there are some pains neither of them are ready to put to words – but after a particularly harrowing evening of how could you not have known, Alexandra, your sister apparently tried warning you, I thought you were trained to know when someone is manipulating you, Alex lays in Maggie’s lap, and Alex cries, and Alex talks.

“You know Kara broke my arm twice when we were kids? I mean it wasn’t her fault, she was still learning earth physics, the extend of her powers, you know? The first time I just cried – it hurt like nothing I’d felt before, physically – but the second time, I was angry. I yelled. I yelled at her, and my mom defended her. Kara. Which like, you know, sure, it was an accident and Kara was so upset. But instead of letting me calm down and comforting both of us, because we both deserved it in different ways? No no no. Not only did she scold me for yelling at Kara, but somehow it also became my fault that Kara had hurt me in the first place, something about I should have been more diligent about teaching her about our planet.”

Maggie grinds her teeth in bubbling rage, but she doesn’t stop stroking Alex’s hair gently, doesn’t stop nodding in soft encouragement for her to continue.

Because now that the flood gates are open, Alex doesn’t want to stop.

“I’d be doing things like my homework, you know, because nothing less than a perfect score was ever even an option, and suddenly she’d be in my room carrying on about something I had no idea about, like Kara had gotten made fun of or Kara was called out for daydreaming in class or Kara hadn’t chosen the right colleges to apply to – right according to Mom, obviously – or she’d said yes to the wrong boy for a date or she hadn’t pursued the right boy hard enough, hell, I don’t wanna think about what she’s gonna say now when she finds out Kara’s bi, that’ll be my fault somehow too.”

She groans slightly and turns her face into Maggie’s stomach while Maggie leans down to kiss her ear. She smiles against Maggie’s henley and turns back so her wet eyes are gazing up at Maggie again, and her voice cracks as she goes on.

“You know when we thought Dad died in a plane crash, I… I figured that was my fault, too? Because hell, everything else was. All the time. All my fault, everything…”

Her voice squeaks and her lips tremble, because suddenly she’s not in her past – suddenly her past is firmly in her present, and she’s seeing Jeremiah’s destroyed but enhanced but destroyed arm and she’s hearing Jeremiah telling his own daughter to shoot him dead and it’s her fault, her fault, her fault, how could it not be, he’d even gone as far as to say it, her fault, her fault, just like everything, her fault, her fault, her fault.

She doesn’t realize that she’s started to sob until she’s gasping desperately for breath, and Maggie holds her, soothes her, kisses every part of her face she can reach. Alex grabs at Maggie’s shirt and covers the visible part of her face with her other hand, but only for a moment, only for a moment, because Maggie’s soft lips and warm breath and sweet words are more important than hiding, more helpful than shame, more powerful than every ounce of guilt her mother had instilled deep into her bones.

“You’re perfect, Ally,” Maggie whispers when Alex’s breath evens somewhat, when she can breathe rather than gasp.

“You’re perfect, sweetie, and not because you got good grades or because you always did exactly what your mother expected of you. You’re perfect because you’re exactly who you are: because you love so fiercely, because you feel so hard. Because you had every reason to hate Kara because of what your mom made her to you, but you love her so spectacularly, and that… that’s perfect, Alex. You are perfect and you are so, so, so worth it, babe. None of what you’re saying is your fault. None of it. And if I have to spend my entire life arguing with the parts of you that are convinced it’s your fault, I will. I will. And I’ll win.”

Alex swallows a soft sob and she lets Maggie wipe the tear tracks from her face.

“If you win, will I have to eat more vegan ice cream?”

“Oh my god, Danvers.”

“You love me.”

“I do. I do. I do.”

Sweetheart Archie X Reader

I’m in France for a couple of days on holidays so I’m taking a bit of a break from writing.

Also here’s the long awaited Archie piece!

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“How about boo?” You asked as you were sat opposite Archie in Pops. It was your monthly date night and you decided to just enjoy a nice evening at pops. An evening where you didn’t have to look all too pretty, yet still beautiful, and you could just let loose and just enjoy your boyfriends company.

“Do I look like a ghost?” Archie started as he took a sip of the can of pop (Soda) that sat in front of him. Archie’s eyebrows were furrowed as he was curious to find out the next name you’d call him.

“No, but it’s cute right? If not how about…ah! Dollyface?” You laughed as the name popped into your head.

“Oh hell no, (Y/N) not in a million years” he shot back, it wasn’t harsh but it was in a playful manor.

“So what you saying is, after a million years I can call you doll face?” You wiggled your eyebrows, earning a manly chuckle from the red-haired boy.

“For god sakes” Archie laughed.

“Love? I can do it in Spanish…Amor” you lent forward and whispered the Spanish in his ear. It was one of Archie’s biggest down fall, when you spoke Spanish it sent him wild.

“You know what you speaking Spanish does to me” he whined as he took another swig of the drink.

“Pero Amor, te amo mucho” you whispered and then let out a full blow laugh as you saw the delight on Archie’s face. “I’m going to stop now, I’m afraid to where this will lead to” you laughed as you tried to think of another name to call Archie.

“Yeah, please” he said matter of factly.

“You know I hate baby, babe and babes…I just have no idea” you diverted your eyes to the ceiling, becoming engrossed in your thoughts.

“Here is another strawberry milkshake, sweetie” Hermione spoke as she placed another  the drink down in front of you. You must have been so lost in thought to have even notice that she walked over.

“I’ve got it!” You beamed as Hermione just gave you the perfect name to call your boyfriend.

“Go on, hit me” Archie said as he looked up from his phone.

“Sweetheart” you chimed as you were beyond excited that, you had finally found a nick name to call your beloved.

“How sweet” Archie stated as he watched in awe at how delighted you were with your nickname. “I think I’ve just fell in love with you even more” he smiled as he watched a blush creep up your face and onto your cheeks.

“Stop it, you making me blush” you covered you face with your tiny ass hands, protecting yourself from anymore embarrassment.

“Don’t hide please, we gotta get going anyway” Archie replied as he pulled your hands away from your face. He jumped up from his seat and picked up his letterman jacket; walking over to your side of the booth. “Let’s get going Y/N/N)” Archie responded as he watched you pull yourself up and slide out the booth; linking  both of yours twos hands together, fingers intertwined.

“Fine, but can I borrow your jacket?” You asked, batting your eyelashes and pouting, you knew he couldn’t resist that.

“Sure, princess” he handed you the jacket, you sliding your arms into the sleeves as it buried you. The heat almost, immediately engulfed you as you began to trek home.

“Thank you, Sweetheart” you smiled as Archie placed a gentle kiss on the crown of your head

“Anytime, darling, anytime” he smiled as you continued to walks home.

Finally, coming to a stop at your front door. Archie kissed you a goodnight as you waltzed on up the porch and turned to open the door.

“Goodnight, Archie! It was a great date night” you smiled that wide, goofy smile that just made Archie’s heart throb.

“Goodnight princess, sleep well. I’ll see you tomorrow” he stated as you shut you door and headed up to your cozy, warm, comfortable bed; to be dead to the world until morning rolls around.

Imagine Jared Leto is Your Best Friend’s Dad - Chapter 10

Chapter 10 - Spell

This chapter was inspired by the song “I Put a Spell On You” by Annie Lennox. I highly suggest you listen as you read. Enjoy!

We turned in part one of our project and now we had the weekend to finish it. Allegra thought it’d be best to wait until then, so we could really focus. Not sure how much focusing I can handle, memories of Mr. Leto from Monday night were still swarming in my mind like hornets in a nest. Nevertheless, she’s decided to spend the night at my house this time because her dad has to go on his routine real estate convention once every other month. Like that’s what I need, a break from Mr. Leto.

Saturday couldn’t come any sooner. The week absolutely dragged. It felt like an eternity since I’d seen Mr. Leto, not to mention, it’s getting harder to look Allegra in the eye at times.

But this Saturday was particularly special; it was our Fall Festival. Every year, our neighborhood throws this big bash in the evening to celebrate fall with a parade, hayrides, magic acts, singers, candy apples, you name it! My mom, my brother, Allegra and I plan to go once her dad drops her off.

I looked at my outfit in the mirror; I had on a cream-colored mid-drift, some earth green slouch pants and a green checkered-pattern shirt.

*Ding Dong*

“Coming!” I yelled. I put my last finishing touches on my messy bun and skipped to the door.

Mr. Leto greeted me holding Allegra’s overnight bag. Forget my outfit, he emulated rugged hot: his faded blue jeans hung from his waste with a fitted white t-shirt was snug around his abs and an open an unbuttoned plaid shirt hung from shoulders, interlaced with brown, red and tan stripes. He looked at me through obscure aviator shades.

“Hey, Kerri. Wow, look at you…” he said huskily as he gave me the elevator eyes, taking me in. The grit in his voice roused my senses.

“What was that dad?” Allegra asked as she ran up to the house as she swung her book bag over her shoulder.

“I was just saying that I didn’t know a rock star lived here!” his voice boomed as he recovered quickly and stepped into the house. The whiff of his cologne tickled my nose as he passed me. He was absolutely intoxicating.

“Yeah, Kerri, you look so hot. Any special reason?” curiosity rang in her voice. I knew she was alluding to Derek. I tried my best not to make eye contact with Mr. Leto.

“It’s the fall festival. I gotta look good!” I paced my hand behind my head and fashioned a pose.

We burst into laughter instantly.

My mom came around the waved Mr. Leto in the kitchen. Their conversation became murmurs as I got Allegra’s bags settled in the living room.

“You know, I was thinking, Raquel…” Mr. Leto began as he entered the living room. “I’ll take the girls and Nico to the festival. Take them off your hands a bit. Before this convention I could clear my mind a bit with some…festivities” He spoke that last word with a resounding firmness before shooting a seductive glance in my direction. His too familiar smile slowly crept on his face.

I could feel my body temperature rise at the speed of light. My face felt flushed. I quickly turned my attention to Allegra’s bags to try and distract myself.

“Oh… well, sure, Jared. Thanks!” She finished tucking in Nico’s shirt and kissed him on the forehead. “And Kerri, I’ll bake start on the first couple batches of cookies you made while you’re out. You all have fun!” She hugged me and vanished into her favorite room of the house, the kitchen.

There were people gathered all throughout the street. The festival stretched five blocks down, but everyone was gathered at the main attraction was the parade.

“Hey Nico, look! It’s Spongebob.” Allegra went ahead of us to get a better view for Nico. I trailed behind them with Mr. Leto behind me.

There was a tug at my shirt. I shrugged it off it because there were so many people crowding around, it was hard for all of our bodies and bags not to graze each other every now and then.

I felt it again and looked to see it was Mr. Leto’s hand sliding against my opened buttoned up shirt. My head made a sudden turn in his direction but that didn’t stop him. His hand found my right side and stoke it gently. His hands were so soft and cool against my bare skin. I looked around, worried someone would see, but everyone’s eyes were fixated on the show before them.

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Hey Spencer, darling!

Hey Spencer, darling!

Summary

Anon said : Idk if your doing requests but I was wondering if you could do something with spencer Reid where your British so you’d have an English accent and your accent turns him on loads so the team kinda tease him about it because he blushes when you speak and he’s always hiding his lower half bcs of your voice but in the end you admit that you also find his voice incredibly sexy (maybe throw in some smut if you’re up to it ?) thank you doll I’m seriously In love with your writing you’re pure talent ❤❤❤

Relationship: Spencer Reid X Reader

Rating : Mature (Please do not read if you are under-aged)

WARNINGS ! : Explicit sexual content.

CopyRight: I do not own Spencer Reid , Criminal Minds nor any of the other characters mentioned in this story.  No copyright infringement is intended.

Author’s Notes : Ok so the reader (that’s you) has a british accent. I wanted to write what she says like that (can you even write british?) but it was kind of weird so I’ll leave it up to you guys to imagine an accent when the reader speaks. Enjoy!

Maybe this transfer wasn’t going to be so bad. You think to yourself stepping inside the BAU building. Sure, it was against your wishes and you did leave a life behind. You’re not going to lie to yourself, you were reluctant and against it ….at first. But a month has passed and you can’t help to notice you’ve already grown fond of your new team.

They were different from all your previous ones, they were like a family. You are the new member, and you love it. All the attention, all the questions, being part of their special bond. Everybody seems to have accepted you, even like you, you might dare to think.

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Dream life

Characters: reader, Dean, Sam

Pairing: Dean x reader

Warnings: sooooo much angst, some fluff

Word count: 2712

Summary: in your perfect world, you have everything you could ever ask for; but it’s not real. Do you stay and live the life you want, or go back to Sam and Dean?

You awoke in a comfortable bed; you shot up and breathed heavily as you looked around the unfamiliar room. “What the hell?” You whispered to yourself. Last thing you knew you were hunting a Djinn with Sam and Dean and now here you were in an unexpected place.

You noticed the bed you were in was a double bed, however you were the only one in it. You stepped out of the bed, you were still wearing your jeans and ACDC shirt from before but your shoes were gone. You made your way downstairs and heard a soft humming in the kitchen. You nervously stepped into the kitchen and saw the shirtless back of a stranger, although it wasn’t really a stranger; it was Dean.

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Fic Rec Masterlist

for y’all who need to suffer

 updated 25.02.17


 Baekhyun  -

1. All’s Fair - Roommate AU, fluff, a lil smut, games. By: @3kpop2jagi1
   (finished)

2. Battles - Roommate AU, College AU, BestFriend!Baek, Unrequited      Love.  By: @prince-baekhyunn   (finished)

3. Mellifluous - fluff, smut.  By: @suho-mochi 
  (finished)

4. Secret - fluff, angst, By: the sweetest @pebble-xo
    hidden pregnancy, idol!Baek. 
    (ongoing)

5. Send my love (to your new lover) - angst, fluff. By: @yeol-stole-my-soul.   Cheating, but it surprised me (i’m in love with these feels)
   (finished)

6. Six Steps - By: @looking-for-my-seoulmate

    Angst, smut, fluff, how to help your roommate (and love interest) get rid of
    his one night stands. (fave) 
   (ongoing)

 Jongin -

1. Exeption - Jongin & Taemin   -By: @jongintaeminscenarios
   
my favorite one ever. Believe me and read this. Please for your own good.
   (ongoing)

2. Foretold Tale    By: @pandabearlikes
   Historical AU. General!Jongin. Another one of my all time favorites. Read     this people. Do it.
  (finished)

3. Our Twisted Love    By: @an-exotic-writer
   School AU. Hate to love. (oneshot)

4. Poison    By: @krismebaobei
   I don’t remember how long I cried after this. Read it for your own good.
  (oneshot)

5. Time    By: @dropsofletters
   Heartbreak, angst, fluff.
   (oneshot)

6. To Love Me Better    By: @cupcake-ninny
  Cheating, heartbreak, angst, marriage.
   (oneshot)

7. Certain Uncertainty  By: @jiminsbyuns
   Angst, fluff, cheating?…
   (oneshot)

8. Ukiyo - By: @bts-exo-seouls
   angst, fluff, seriously so much love i love this
   (oneshot)

 Sehun

1. Good Enough    By: @pebble-xo

Prince AU, Pregnant!Reader, Jerk!Sehun. A lot of angst a lot of fluff.

finished

2. Apartment 5108 - By: @enaasteria

I’ve probably said this many times, but this is one of the best fics I’ve ever read in my life so please do yourself a favor and just read it.
(ongoing…)

Chanyeol

1. To Love Me Better    By: @cupcake-ninny
 Cheating, heartbreak, angst, marriage.
  (finished)


Suho

1. Incipient By: @suho-mochi

Roommate AU and very very sexy Junmyeon. Fluff and smut.
(finished)

2. Executive   By: @suho-mochi again….

  CEO!Suho and Assistant!Reader. +Bonus: Sweetie cousin!Jongin!!
(finished)

3. Black and White  By: @galactichen

   Soulmate!Suho. Angst. In a world where everything is black and white until you meet your soulmate.
(two-shot)

4. Artificial Love    By: @jiminsbyuns
   Marriage, angst.
(finished)

5. Higher - By: @3kpop2jagi1 
    angst, fluff, aaaaaaaamazing, read this please!
    (ongoing?)

6. Perfect Match - By: @scenarioslovers
   arranged marriage and being mean
  (ongoing)

Jongdae -

1. Um…Surprise - By: @yeolology
Angst, fluff, such good relationship, reader has a child from previous relationship.
(oneshot)

2. The Other Woman - By: @exoxoscenes
I love this one so much because we always read how our bias returns to us - someone who’s loved them since forever and leaves their current girlfriend, but this shows the other girl’s feels. How would you feel if your boyfriend left you for their childhood friend?
(oneshot)

Optional Bias

1. Thimble - @thong-in-the-twist
Historical AU. Prince!Bias, Servant!Reader.
How to become His Majesty’s woman… (my favorite!!)
(ongoing)


So this is it for now, but I’ll keep updating this thing every time I remember a fic that I’ve loved.

And basically, you can go through any of these writers’ masterlists and you’ll spend you life so beautifully. Let’s thank these people for creating such things

so many masterpieces lost because they didn’t get much notes and now I can’t find them….o

Read It Wednesday

Week 11! My apologies if I missed a fic this week! I was getting multiple notifications when things were being reblogged from certain people and it really crowded my activity. So, if you don’t see a fic here, I’m so so sorry. If you’d like to me read it, send it to me via message and I will get it read and added to next weeks Read It Wednesday. Also, I decided against adding gif drabbles from smut day in here, just to save the space. 

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anonymous asked:

Hey there, I hate to bother you but life is pretty hellish for me right now and praise kink Alex is really keeping me going, any chance we could get a lil bit more?

It’s one of those nights.

One of those nights when Alex is restless, reckless. One of those nights when Alex feels worthless. When Alex wants a drink.

When Alex wants nothing more than to lose herself in Maggie’s bed, underneath Maggie’s body, inside Maggie’s heated breath and even hotter words.

One of those nights when Alex needs to be reminded that she is worth a damn, that she is not just wanted, but fiercely, desperately, desired. Needed.

One of those nights when cuddling and pillow forts and laughing and exchanging stories about Pam from HR and Brian at the bar and their college crushes just won’t cut it.

One of those nights when she needs to be as reckless as she feels, so she can feel more worth it than she thinks she is.

Maggie knows. Maggie always knows.

Knows from the feverish look in Alex’s eyes when she kisses her; knows from the way she surrenders to Maggie taking the lead, the way her strong body goes pliant under Maggie’s touch, the way she whines and whimpers and begs.

“Bedroom?“ Maggie asks, because she knows, but she needs to be as certain as possible, and she is when Alex nods eagerly, desperately, hungrily.

Maggie knows how she wants it when Alex stops next to the bed, tentative and breathless, turning and looking at Maggie, waiting. Waiting for orders.

“I want you to strip for me, Alex,” Maggie tells her, softly, and Alex bites down a whimper.

“Understood,” she breathes, and it’s Maggie’s turn to bite down a groan.

She watches carefully as Alex undresses – never, ever breaking eye contact, even as she bends to slip off her pants, her thong – and when she’s standing naked and open and vulnerable, waiting for Maggie’s next move, Maggie needs to make sure, again.

“Color, Ally?”

“Green,” is her soft reply, and Maggie nods slowly, surveying Alex’s body with nothing short of reverence.

“Be a good girl and lay down for me,” she asks, and Alex complies readily, with another soft understood.

“Spread your legs.”

Alex can’t control her whimpering, now, and she opens her legs for Maggie, trembling with need to be taken, and to be taken care of.

“God, Alex, you’re perfect. You know that?” Maggie kneels at the edge of the bed and kisses her feet, her shins, her knees, her thighs.

She punctuates each kiss, each lick, each soft nip, with praise for the woman who deserves it more than anyone but has always gotten it less than anyone.

“You are so brilliant, Alex.”

“I’ve never seen anyone as gorgeous as the woman laying underneath me right now, babe.”

“I am so lucky to be with you, Ally. You are so damn perfect.”

Alex pants and Alex sighs and tears sting Alex’s eyes and she tangles her fingers in Maggie’s hair and begs for more, begs to be taken completely, please please please, I’m yours Maggie, please make me yours.

And Maggie does.

“God, you taste amazing, you know that, Alex. My amazing woman.”

“Alex Danvers, you are so fucking wet for me. Be a good girl and tell me what you want next.”

“That’s right babe, you’re moving so good for me, my perfect girl.”

“Oh Alex, you like when I stretch you out like this? Yeah? Be a good girl and show me how much you like it, babygirl.”

“I love having your nipples in my mouth, you know that, babe? They get so damn hard under my tongue, it’s so hot, Alex. You’re so hot.”

“Your body is so fucking perfect. Reflects what’s on the inside, huh?”

“You wanna be a good girl and cum all around my fingers, Ally? Let me feel you tight and pulsing for me, there’s my good girl.”

“Mine, Alex Danvers. All mine.”

Alex screams her throat raw on Maggie’s name, on filthy strings of curses she didn’t realize she knew until Maggie started whispering in her ears, started talking her into sweet oblivion, perfect ecstasy.

“I’m yours, Maggie. Yours,” she whispers when she comes down from her high, from her waves, from her thoroughly wrecked release.

“And I’m yours, sweetie. I’m all yours.”