not even a little bit sorry about this

anonymous asked:

Tendou, Asahi, Bokuto, Lev and Kuroo while they are with their wife in labor? And the wives very angry, bc "hey, you put this child/these children into me, you jerk" (I love so much this situation. *_* x)) Pretty please? *little kitten eyes*

So I changed this up a little bit for variety and realism’s sake; I just had a class all about coping with labor and the stages of it, so a lot of this is from that. Also, every woman is different. This came out a touch softer than the anon anticipated, I think, so sorry about that??? Hope you enjoy regardless!!!
~Admin Emma


Tendou

He remembered the suggestion in your labor class to walk, so he took you on a short lap around the maternity ward. You clung to his arm, and even if it hurt, he didn’t care. He couldn’t even imagine the pain you were in. You’d been extremely quiet so far, focused entirely on your labor. He wanted to try and distract you, maybe make you focus on something other than the pain, make you smile or laugh or just roll your eyes at him, but he couldn’t think of anything.

“____? Are you alright?”

Your grip tightened on his sleeve; your eyes squeezed closed, and you were drawing slow, careful breaths through pursed lips. He checked his watch–the contractions were getting closer together.

“Easy, babe,” he murmured, pulling you to a stop. “Come here. Just breathe… I’m here.”

He held you in what the nurse called the Slow Dance pose. He pressed in tightly on your hips, trying to match the intensity of your contractions, like the nurse told him. You put your hands around his shoulders and leaned heavily on him while he encouraged you to rock your hips. He would have to remind you later that you were a literal fucking rock star for taking a stab at natural childbirth. If it had been him, he’d have accepted all manner of experimental drugs if it meant he didn’t have to go through it.

“Satori,” you whimpered, your voice painfully small and broken. “It hurts so much, Satori. I can’t…”

“You can,” he assured. He couldn’t even try and joke, as much as he wanted to, if only to distract you. It broke his heart to hear you like this. “I know you can, ____. It won’t be much longer.”

Asahi

“Easy, ____,” he said softly, carefully helping you onto the birthing ball. He tapped on his phone a few times, setting an alarm for twenty minutes. “Alright, how’s this?”

“Better,” you groaned, carefully balancing on the ball. He watched you carefully, but you seemed fine as you gently rocked your hips. He put his hands on your shoulders, trying to be the support you so clearly needed but were too afraid to ask for, for some reason. Nearly a decade together and you were still so hesitant sometimes. “I’m sorry, Asahi.”

“What’re you sorry for, doll?” Asahi asked, digging his thumbs into that part of your neck that always made you melt.

“I’m being such a pain right now,” you said. “I feel useless.”

If it hadn’t been for the sincere regret in your eyes, he’d have laughed until he cried. Clearly, labor was making you a little insane; “Sweetheart, you’re having my baby. I couldn’t be happier right now!”

“But–”

“No buts,” he interjected. “You are doing amazing, and if anyone in this room is useless, it’s me. You’re doing all the hard work, and I will be here to support you, no matter what.”

You opened your mouth to respond, a small smile playing at the corner of your lips, before he felt the tension in your shoulders. All the air escaped your body in a hiss of pain and your hands curled into fists so tight, your knuckles turned white.

“Contraction?” he asked. You could only nod as you squeezed your eyes tight. “Alright, doll, easy. Breathe. Try and relax. Remember what the doctor said.”

You nodded as he pressed his hand against your coccyx, trying to apply counter pressure. He rested his forehead against the back of your neck, trying not to let his heart break at the soft sounds of pain you made. He wanted to fall apart–he was ready for the anxiety to overtake him any minute, but he couldn’t. He had to be your rock–your pillar–because you were doing to hard part.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity (though it probably felt longer to you) he felt you relax. He wrapped his arms around you, holding you tight, and whispering what a good job you were doing. It may have been nonsense and gibberish, but it seemed to comfort you a little.

“You can do it, ____. I have faith in you.”

Bokuto

You were having what the doctors called “precipitous labor.” He wasn’t 100% sure what all the technical jargon meant, but you’d come in for a labor evaluation less than an hour before and you were almost ready to push. The nurses said that fast labors like this were extremely uncomfortable and could be incredibly intense, and Bokuto hated that you had to go through it, even if it meant it would be over faster.

You were on constant monitoring, so you couldn’t wander too far from the labor and delivery room. At the moment, you were balanced on a birthing ball with your face buried into the bed. He sat behind you, pressing the spiky plastic ball they’d given you into the small of your back. It seemed to be helping a bit, but he’d never felt more useless than when you let out a tiny sob of pain into your pillow. You’d been crying softly since your contractions became regular, and he wished he knew what to do.

“Kou,” you whimpered, raising your tear-stained face from the sheets.

“What is it, babe?” he asked, ready to spring into action. “What do you need? You need to switch positions? Should I stop what I’m doing?”

“No, just…” You bit your lip, your eyes squeezed tight in intense pain. He hated this–the doctor couldn’t even give you anything for the pain. You were too far along in your labor. “Can I have a hug, please?”

He had to grin at that; “Sure thing, babe. Whatever you need.”

He wrapped his arms around you, careful to avoid touching your belly–you’d told him that any pressure on it was too uncomfortable. He held you as tight as he could while maintaining pressure on your lower back. He could feel the moment you were racked with another contraction, and he tried to encourage you to relax a little bit, otherwise he knew it would be worse.

“I hate this,” you cried, holding your pillow to your face again. “Why does it hurt so much?”

“It’ll be all over soon, babe,” he tried to reassure you. “Then we’ll be parents. We’ll get to hold little Akio soon. Just a little bit longer.”

Lev

You’d had a plan, damn it. Every book, every anecdote, every class had said that walking, changing position, and moving around were best for expedient labor. So you’d planned on waiting to go into labor naturally, putter around your house until the last possible second, and go into the hospital.

Sadly, babies tended to ruin any and all plans, and unforeseen complications came up which meant you had to be induced early. The procedure had left you bedridden on constant, internal monitoring (which was just the pits, and you could confirm that). So now there was nothing to do but wait out the inevitably long, painful labor.

Bless your husband. He was trying, but you were cranky and in pain and there was nothing you could do.

“Fuck you, Lev! This is your fault!”

“How is this my fault!?” Lev asked helplessly, trying (and mostly failing) to dodge the pillow you threw at his head.

“You put your mutant spawn in me!” you exclaimed. “You just had to be freakishly huge! You just had to laugh when your mother proudly proclaimed you weighed 5 kilograms when you came out! We just had to do this naturally!”

“You’re allergic to pain meds, babe,” Lev said. You scowled when you saw his eyebrow cocked at you.

“You’re a jerk, Lev,” you sniffled, burying your face in your pillow. The nurses had already told you in no uncertain terms that you shouldn’t be screaming.

“Hey,” he whispered, suddenly near your ear. You shrank away from him as you felt another contraction coming on. “I know this sucks, but it’s not going to last forever.”

“Yes it is,” you whimpered. “I’m going to be in labor for the rest of my life. I’m going to die in this fucking uncomfortable bed.”

“Hey, where’d your big pillow go? I thought we packed it.”

“It’s in my bag, Lev, where the fuck else would it be?”

With some effort, he got you rolled on your side with your big maternity pillow supporting your legs and your huge stomach. It was getting so late and you were so tired, and you still had such a long way to go. You wanted to hit him, but his long fingers in your hair stopped you. You hated him at the moment, but he was being so sweet.

“I’ll see if I can’t score you some ice chips or something,” he said, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Try and get some sleep, babe. You’re a bit cranky.”

“A bit cranky?” you snapped. “If I was able to get out of this fucking bed, I’d knock you on your ass for that!”

You figured he realized his error, because even as fast as he was, you’d never seen him scurry like you did in that moment.

Kuroo

You’d learned early in the whole laboring process that the best way to go forward was to just stay calm. During your earliest contractions, you’d been ready to have a panic, because nothing was ready and you felt so grossly unprepared. But then, you’d sat on the couch, and Kuroo’s colossally fat and incredibly sweet geriatric black cat, Gumball, curled in your lap for a little nap, and something about it had calmed you. It had been the middle of the night, and you didn’t even feel the need to wake Kuroo up.

About six hours later, you’d decided to go to the hospital, you still had this odd serenity about you. Your doctor and nurses asked you if you needed anything for pain, and you just shrugged. You were fine, at the moment. You parked on the birthing ball, rocking back and forth, casually reading your book.

Kuroo, on the other hand, was a mess.

When he’d woken up to find you in labor, he had that panic you’d managed to not have earlier. He’d been ready to whisk you off to the hospital at that exact moment despite the fact that you were still very early and he was still wearing the bright pink Tokyo Disney pajamas you’d gotten him as a joke for his last birthday. Every contraction had him fluttering around you like a fussy mother hen, and his bed hair was even worse for the number of times he’d raked his hand through it.

You were dragged back to your present situation but a particularly intense contraction. You curled around yourself, whimpering quietly. The doctors said you’d passed pretty much passed straight through active labor and were heading into transition labor, so it would be more intense.

Poor Kuroo’s heart couldn’t take it anymore, it seemed.

“Babe!? You ok?!? You need anything? What can I do!?!”

“Tetsurou, please, it’s just a contraction,” you said once it passed. He rubbed soothing circles on your lower back, pressing his heel on your tailbone like he’d been taught. “Oh please never move your hand from my back, though. That feels amazing.”

“Whatever you need,” he replied. He was clearly exhausted and anxious–he looked like a stiff breeze might knock him over.

“What I need is my husband to survive long enough to meet his son,” you said sardonically, gently running your fingers over the back of his head. He practically purred as he leaned into your touch, leaning heavily on your shoulders. “You should sit and have a little rest, doll.”

“You’re the one in labor,” he sighed. “When did you get to be the supportive one, here?”

“You don’t have to sleep,” you said, ignoring his question. “I know you won’t be able to.”

“I just feel pretty useless.” He dropped his chin to rest on top of your head, gently caressing your rounded belly. You winced, but didn’t say anything. “I’m not used to being helpless in crises. I sort of thrive on action, you know.”

“Oh yes, my hero,” you shot back with a roll of your eyes. “Alright, action boy, if you want to make yourself useful, see if you can’t get the nurses to score me some ice chips or a drink of water, yeah? And fish my chapstick out of my bag for me.”

He smirked, shot you a mock salute, and returned to his full height; “You got it, babe.”

9

incorrect Framework quotes 

it’s a friday afternoon when sana asks isak a question.

“isak, don’t you ever feel like you don’t fit in with the boys?”

isak looks at her and frowns a little. he’d been midway through talking about how annoying vilde and magnus are, and he hadn’t really anticipated her question. 

but he notices the seriousness in her expression. the little bit of vulnerability in her eyes. how it seems like it took a lot for her to ask that. 

so, he replies as seriously as he can.

“sure, sometimes,” he admits. “sometimes it’s like…all they want to talk about is hooking up with chicks, or which girls are the hottest or whatever.” he shakes his head. “it isn’t like they mean to leave me out, but it’s not like i join in with that stuff either. it can be kind of awkward when all they want to do is talk about hooking up with girls.”

sana simply nods. and isak studies her, noticing the trouble on her face. “is everything okay?”

sana nods again. quickly and a little dismissively. because sana doesn’t want to bitch about her friends - or come across like she’s bitching about her friends. she would never want to say anything negative about them, even if it eats her up inside. and isak isn’t about to pressure her into talking if she doesn’t feel like it, so he just nods, too, and says, “okay.”

but a little later, the girl squad joins them. and isak notices something. notices how sana’s eyes fall to her knees when they come over; how she seems distant. detached from her friends. completely removed from the conversation, really. and how, worse yet, none of sana’s friends seem to notice.

when vilde asks sana whether she’ll be able to make it to the party tomorrow - and asks whether she can persuade elias and his friends to come too - isak sees how uncomfortable sana looks. how she opens her mouth, stuttering over an excuse she can’t bring herself to make. 

she just seems tired, above all else, and isak remembers so, so clearly how that feels. like your friends don’t get you. don’t understand you. how suffocating it can be to experience that.

so, isak says, “but, sana, i thought you agreed to help me and even unpack the rest of our stuff tomorrow?”

and sana looks at him, frowning, because no, she didn’t. but he just widens his eyes a little, as if to say, the excuse is there if you need it. and sana smiles a tiny bit - barely there - before saying, “yeah, sorry, i said i’d help them.”

later, when it’s just isak and sana again, he gets up to leave - he’s meeting even at kb in a bit - and he says, “see you tomorrow, then, sanasol.”

and sana, confused, says, “you weren’t serious about me helping you unpack, were you? haven’t you finished unpacking?”

and isak just smirks, frowning a little, shaking his head. “yeah, we’ve finished unpacking. but you’re still coming over, right?”

sana just looks at him and says, “what for?”

isak shrugs. “just thought we could all hang together, if that’s chill.”

and sana smiles softly, eyes warm, and usually she’d tease him or something but she doesn’t feel like it all of a sudden. because, actually, the idea of hanging with isak and even seems like just the thing she needs right now.

“yeah,” she says. “that’s chill.”

Don’t Cry Over Spilled Milk

Note: Cat!Hybrid Yoongi 💕 😼 You can read the first part HERE and the second part HERE. Thank you for being so patient with me posting all those tiny spoilers ages ago which weren’t really spoilers but just me getting ideas out. POV shifting, clichés, and ridiculous, unrealistic word porn ahoy. I’m guilty of doing that thing where I neglect exposition in favor of smut because I’m tired and this has been SITTING in a drafted state since literally 2016 while it’s fkcinf August 2017. Also I typed this 99% on mobile so I’ll edit formatting later. 

The specialiest thanks to @joondaily and @94hixtape for reading through everything and giving me amazing feedback. 

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader
Genre: smut, hybrid au
Warnings: graphic sexual content (fantasizing, masturbation, oral, penetrative - dear lord holy hell), hybrid smut
Word Count: 10k (over ten thousand fucking words) 
Rating: X, for eXtra graphic (MA/NC-17) 

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Yoongi doesn’t get to finish his sentence or his thought because you tilt your head up to lick at the thin stream of milk that runs down his neck. Your tongue meets the soft skin covering his adams apple, and you move up towards his chin. You have officially lost your goddamn mind.

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Byun Baekhyun//Psych - Part 7 (Finale)

Originally posted by iyeolie

Summary: After a month of being broke at college, you finally find a place to stay, but the only con is that there is nine other people you have to share a house with - one in particular who makes it his mission to irritate you at every turn - but they’re hiding something from you. Something big. (1/ 2/ 3/ 4/ 5/ 6/ 7)
Scenario: Werewolf!AU, college!AU, series
Word Count: 3,887

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Purple Jewels (M) | 04

Word Count: 6242
Member: Jimin x Reader x Jungkook
Genre: Smut, Supernatural, Fluff & Angst

Genie!Jimin ⇢ Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Ongoing

When you fall in love with Jungkook and he isn’t there to catch you, a sudden surprise shows up to give you a little bit of help.

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Acting - Dylan O’Brien (Smut)

Song: Alessia Cara - Wild Things

Rating: MA (17+ for Explicit Content)

Pairing: Reader x Dylan O’Brien

Word Count: 3,191

Warning: Exhibitionism(sort of), Oral (M>F), NSFW

NO LONGER TAKING REQUESTS!

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anonymous asked:

Hey hey~ I love your blog so much! Can I request Yoosung, Saeyoung, and Saeran reacting to another member locking them in a closet with MC because they just want them to get together already? You can make it as romantic as you want(ie: maybe some heated smooching;););)) Seriously, you guys are so sweet and funny. Your blog makes my day😭❤👏

Haha, no one’s ever called us funny before. Thank you! Hope you enjoy these~



Yoosung:

  • Saeran had been watching Yoosung mope around at the RFA party
  • The blond had been saying he was going to confess to you for awhile
  • But he had literally talked to you three times and said nothing
  • Saeran was sick of it
  • “Hey Chipmunk, are you going to grow a backbone or what?”
  • “No, no! I’ll do it tonight. I know I will!”
  • Saeran knew better, but he decided to help the boy a bit
  • So he told Yoosung to go get his coat from the coat closet…and he told you the same a few moments later
  • He sneaked behind the both of you when  you arrived and pushed you inside and locked the door
  • You start trying to find a way out, but Yoosung is getting flustered because he knows what Saeran did
  • You give up and lean your back against the wall
  • Yoosung is suddenly very aware of how close you are and he can already feel his face growing hot
  • You ask him if he’s okay, and he says he’s fine, but he’s super jittery
  • It’s very hard to keep your distance in a small space, so he ends up backing away from you and slamming his head into the hanging rack
  • He winces in pain and you instinctively bring your hand to the offending area
  • “Oh, no! Are you okay?”
  • He doesn’t respond, too distracted that you are only inches from your face
  • Gathering all the courage he can, he leans forward and pecks your lips
  • It’s like a shock of electricity jolts through you
  • He’s a blushing  mess even though it was only a few seconds of contact….but you could fix that
  • Cupping his face, you bring him down for another kiss, this one longer and more passionate
  • Just before things could get really heated, Saeran opened the door to check on you guys
  • He just throws his hands in the air, “Finally!”
  • You and Yoosung exchange sheepish glances before returning to the party hand in hand

Saeyoung:

  • The RFA was celebrating another milestone for Jaehee’s cafe, so they gathered there after closing to spend some quality time with her
  • Zen catches you and Saeyoung in a quiet moment
  • You had separated from the group to catch your breath, and Saeyoung had joined you
  • Zen watched as you two just talked quietly, and he saw Saeyoung look at you with that quiet admiration
  • He could tell you two liked each other, but neither one of you had bothered making a move so far….but maybe he could give you a little push
  • He asks if you two could find a supposedly secret surprise for Jaehee out of one of the small storage closet
  • You two go inside to search for it, and Zen quietly closes the door behind you and locks it
  • By the time you both realize it was a lie, you find the door locked and you two trapped in the cramped space
  • Saeyoung thinks it would be funny to tease you, so he tries to get really close to your face
  • You back up against the wall, and he casually leans his hand on the wall behind you thinking he has you super flustered
  • “We’re in a tiny space…alone…in dim lighting. What should we do?”
  • You decide to play along a bit and look up so your noses bump together
  • Your hand had gone to his chest to push him back, but then you noticed something
  • “Saeyoung, why’s your heart beating so fast?”
  • Suddenly he’s the flustered one, and his eyes can’t stop flitting down your lips
  • You’re also very aware of his warm breath fanning across your lips as he drew even closer
  • His breath hitches when your lips graze against each other, then before you know it, he captures your mouth with his and takes control
  • You were dazed when Saeyoung abruptly pulls away some time later
  • His hair is a mess and there’s still a little bit of your lipstick smudged on the edge of his mouth
  • But he just shoots you a smile, “Are you hungry? We should get some food.”
  • He crouches down and picks the lock so the door swings open
  • “Why didn’t you think about that before!”
  • “Sorry, it’s hard to think when I’m in a small space with you,” he mutters before rushing away, his face red
  • You blink a few times before going after him, “Are we not going to talk about what just happened? Saeyoung!”
  • Poor guy just needed some time to process things

Saeran:

  • Saeyoung was in physical pain watching Saeran pine after you
  • He could see he was head over heels for you, but he would never confess because of the guilt he harbored from his past
  • More than that, Saeran had been distancing himself from you
  • But Saeyoung had faith in his own efforts…and also the strong power of small spaces
  • He just grabs you and Saeran by your arms, drags you to the closet, and pushes you in
  • Neither of you say anything while this is happening because you’ve gotten accustomed to his shenanigans
  • Saeran waves his hand dismissively before trying to pick the lock…only to realize someone stole his tool from his pocket
  • When he turned to try to find another thing he could use, he found the closet completely empty except for the two of you
  • Saeyoung had planned well
  • Saeran started banging on the door, demanding to be let out
  • But you stop him, “Actually, I’ve been meaning to talk to you anyway.”
  • He’s already nervous being so close to you, but he calms down and agrees to listen
  • “I know you’ve been avoiding me,” you say. “I’m sorry if I’ve made you feel uncomfortable somehow, and if you need space it’s fine. Or…is it because there’s something wrong with me? Either way, I’ll back off if you want, I just want to–”
  • At this point, he grabs your face and kisses you full on the mouth
  • It takes you a moment to register when he pulls away
  • His words are jumbled and mixed as he stammers out a confession, and it doesn’t help that you’re kissing him at nearly every sentence
  • But somehow you understand and you can’t even express your happiness
  • After awhile, the fire dies down
  • He tangles his fingers with yours and your foreheads are pressed together
  • You exchange a few soft, delicate kisses before Saeyoung comes back to get you
  • The older twin is happy to see you two together, but makes a run for it before Saeran kills him
  • Saeran doesn’t go after him though
  • He turns to you and squeezes your hand gently, “Come on. I’ll take you home.”  

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What i love about Pharah mains/players is that, they really apriciate Mercy and are always so sorry for letting them die. I always meet the sweetest Pharah’s that will even pick me up from spawn and will continue apologising for my death even when it’s not their fault.
I just really love Pharah mains, they make Overwatch a little bit better place for Mercy mains

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Sorry about the billion gifs, I just wanted to show what a class typically looks like when raising a service dog! Raising and training a service dog is about SO MUCH MORE than teaching cues and bringing them places. It’s also about confidence and focus and eagerness to try new things.

The animatronic horse shown above startled both of us and its movements and noises scared VSEPR a little bit- he even barked, and he never barks- but with patience and encouragement he was eager to explore it and eventually even ignore it while working on other things.

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Well… she did know how to open it… (Anna and Remington (my ocs) and 2017) Happy New Year!

My Hero Academia as boyfriends (Class 1-A)

Yuga Aoyama

  • Legit all about him
  • wanna talk about your day? Just forget it
  • he would be overly protective of you though
  • any guy come near you?He is right there
  • Would seriously stare that guy down before sassing the hell out of him
  • “Im sorry, but this lady is already taken by this beauty, a.k.a me, 

Tenya Lida

  • oh Jesus Christ, the dates with this man
  • every. single. thing. would be planned out, even your bathroom breaks.
  • but he would be the most loving boyfriend ever
  • if you are ever in ant trouble or a guy is flirting with you, he would be right there, ready to either protect you or drag you away
  • “Im sorry sir, Y/N has other and much more important business to attend to”

Mashirao Ojiro

  • would actually be a very chill boyfriend
  • but would not fancy PDA
  • You go to kiss him in front of people, he would just pounce away
  • However, if anyone messes with his girl? uh uh, they would not be in school the next day
  • he would do absolutely anything to protect you
  • “Come on, lets go eat lunch together”

Denki Kaminari

  • You would definitely be the brains of this relationship
  • but you loved that adorable goof
  • he would always try to romantically surprise you, but would probably ruin the surprise by accidentally talking about it.
  • If he saw another guy talking to you, he would immediately panic and accidentally electrocute the poor guy
  • he did not mean too, he is just absolutely terrified of losing the first girl he has eve cared about
  • “Im sorry Y/N, but he was getting way too close to you”

Eijiro Kirishima

  • Now this guy, would show you off to EVERYONE
  • walking in the park? kisses you bluntly. Middle of class? Makes jokes about the other guys not having girlfriends
  • But he is still incredibly sweet
  • but..his jealously is a bit of problem
  • any guy that ever gets a little too close to yoy for his own comfort, would end up straight in the infirmary
  • “You know what, i am not even sorry. No one messes with my girl”

Fumikage Tokoyami

  • sometimes you forgot that this guy was your boyfriend when in class
  • he was just so cool and mysterious, you always wondered what a guy like him was doing with a girl like you
  • but he never let you think like that for to long
  • he was the type to pull you away from friends to find a quiet place alone for just the two of you
  • and when you were alone, he would be quite ‘affectionate’
  • he would sometimes get self-conscious because of his face, but you would always kiss his beak lightly to chase away his worries
  • “AH, im sorry Y/N , i love you”

Shoto Todoroki

  • Now this would be a very complicated relationship
  • he loves you, like absolutely adores you
  • but has a hard time opening up to you
  • thus leaving many secrets in your relationship which stresses you out so much
  • but he always seems to make it up with sweet gestures
  • especially after arguments you tend to make up quickly because, you know, you dont want the whole place burning down
  • “cuddles would be a massive thing
  • such a tsundere
  • “You know i love you”

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Katsuki Bakugo

  • and another complicated relationship
  • why you ask? because you both were stubborn as fuck
  • he was not gonna admit he liked you, neither were you
  • until the both of you had a screaming match and just ended up yelling at each other
  • now you guys have viscous make out sessions every time you fought
  • and yeah, it would be best if no other guy approached you cause …yeah lets just not
  • he loves you though really
  • “Just shut up and kiss me”

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Izuku Midoriya

  • this would be the cutest relationship ever
  • he would prep himself months before asking you out and would almost faint when you actually say yes
  • he would not be able to do PDA for a very long time
  • but when you were alone, i feel like he would kinda turn into a clingy puppy
  • you are low key jealous of his close relationship with Uraraka 
  • but he would always confirm his love for you whenever you felt like that
  • “Dont worry, i only love you”

Okay, so i am obsessed with this show at the moment so i thought it would be a good idea! Lemme know what you think!

Imperfect Celestial (Castiel x Reader)

Plot: Cas doesn’t understand why the reader feels so insecure. Why should she? To him, she’s the most beautiful thing in the Universe.

Pairing: Castiel x Reader

Warning: Selfhate, Cas being a sweetheart, almost smut (Winchesters be cockblocking), lots and lots of fluff, angst

(In this fic, all the crap with April and Meg didn’t happen but I still hardcore ship Megstiel. I apologize because this is crappy.


Also look how pretty he is in the gif!)

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Locked Up

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

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

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||Namjoon||

Originally posted by simondismydaddy

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

||Jin||

Originally posted by beagletae

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

||Yoongi||

Originally posted by minniesuga

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

||Hoseok||

Originally posted by jeonsshi

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

||Jimin||

Originally posted by gotjimin

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

||Taehyung||

Originally posted by taedamn

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

(you played hide and seek you nasties) 

||Jungkook||

Originally posted by jungkookpresent

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


Hope you liked it😊

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

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of huntresses and men [1]

1: Strucker’s Roadhouse

Summary: Hunters weren’t the best kind of company to be in most of the time. || supernatural au || bucky barnes x reader, ft. steve 

Warnings: barnes doesn’t have a filter, smol!steeb, language, i think that’s it for now

Notes: Kudos to the amazing @retroasgardian for looking over my shitty writing. I hope you guys enjoy this! And yes, there is a reason that Steve is tiny lmao. Length of this chapter is a little over 1200 words. This fic is gonna be a sloooooow burn between Buck and the reader. Feedback is greatly appreciated! If you’d like to be removed/added to the tag list, let me know!!

MASTERLIST || PART TWO

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Day Two | Part 2

Summary: You have a crush on Peter, but Peter has eyes for someone else. Will you ever get the boy of your dreams or will you have to remain friends and move on?

Characters: Peter Parker (Tom Holland) x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1,533

A/N: ANOTHER ONE! Thank you all for the feedback on Day One! I can’t believe how many of you guys are excited for this series. Anyways, enjoy, and don’t kill me. Part 1 can be found here.


When you got home yesterday, a nap turned into a full night’s sleep. When you woke up, you had about a dozen text messages from Peter. You didn’t bother opening them, instead you got up and went to shower. You looked at yourself in the mirror and had puffy eyes. You could only hope they would be gone by the time you got to school because you didn’t want anyone asking what was wrong. As soon as you thought of it, you remembered that you had to help Peter today. You were scared for him that he would be rejected, but who would reject a sweet person like Peter?

You sighed and started your shower, and your mind was running through every scenario that could possibly happen today. You had to think of what would happen if Liz said yes or if Liz said no, and ways to congratulate or comfort Peter. You just knew today wasn’t going to be easy at all. When you got out of the shower, you walked to your closet and pulled out denim jeans and a floral Hawaiian shirt, it was a simple outfit, but it got the job done for today’s theme. You didn’t bother with your appearance today, you just combed your hair and went to the kitchen where you grabbed a granola bar and a banana, and that was your breakfast. You hoped as you walked down the stairs that you wouldn’t run into Peter. It was too early to deal with him right now.

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  • Missy: Oh, don’t be disgusting, we’re Time Lords, not animals. Try, nano-brain, to rise above the reproductive frenzy of your noisy little food chain, and contemplate friendship. A friendship older than your civilization and infinitely more complex.
  • also Missy: I hope my boyfriend wasn't too mean to you...He can be very mean sometimes. Except to me, of course, because he loves me so much.
  • also Missy: *makes out with Doctor against wall*
  • also Missy: My heart is maintained by the Doctor.
  • the Doctor: Two hearts.
  • also Missy: And both of them yours.
  • also Missy: Oh Clara, Clara, Clara. You know, I should shoot you in a jealous rage, now wouldn't that be sexy?
  • also Missy: Stop shouting, love....
  • also Missy: Ask me! Come on, you know you want to. You want to know what my plan is. You'll be surprised. I've got a gift for you. You know, I've been up and down your timeline, meeting all those silly people who died to keep you alive. And you know what I worked out? What you really need?...To know that you're just like me!
  • also Missy: I need you to know we're not so different. I need my friend back. Every battle, every war, every invasion. From now on, you decide the outcome.
  • also Missy: We can, we can go together [to Gallifrey], just you and me. Just like the old days.
  • Doctor: You'd be clapped in irons.
  • also Missy: If you like.
  • Clara: Since when do you care about the Doctor?
  • also Missy: Since always....
  • also Missy: Doctor, listen to me. I know traps. Traps are my flirting. This is a trap.
  • also Missy: Listen to that. The Doctor without hope. Nobody is safe now.
  • also Missy: The Doctor gave it to me when my daughter....
  • also Missy: *travels through a Dalek infested sewer and city in heels while keeping his pet safe* No. No, no, no, no. Doctor, what have you done? *runs towards danger to save the Doctor from his own stupidity*
  • also Missy: *laughs at the Doctor's sarcastic comeback like a schoolgirl with a massive crush*
  • also Missy: In a way, this is why I gave her to you in the first place. To make you see. The friend inside the enemy, the enemy inside the friend...Everyone's a bit of both, everyone's a hybrid.
  • also Missy: Please, I'll do anything. Just let me live...I'll be good, I promise. I'll turn, I'll turn good. Please. Teach me, teach me how to be good...I know I'm going to die. I have to say it, the truth. Without hope, without witness, without reward, I am your friend.
  • the Doctor: Of course she's not dead, she's a friend of mine. I may have fiddled with your wiring a little bit.
  • also Missy: *stays in Vault for decades even though she could escape at any time*
  • also Missy: C'est super. So, what have you got so far? *drapes herself across piano whilst encouraging the Doctor to puzzle out how to defeat the monks*
  • also Missy: *cries* ...You didn't tell me about this bit.
  • the Doctor: I'm sorry, but this is good.
  • also Missy: Okay.
  • also Missy: *peers shyly around console rotor*
  • also Missy: Sure, that's fine...But Doctor, please tell me, really. Are you alright?
  • also Missy: *cries* I don't even know why I'm crying. Why, why do I keep doing that now?
  • the Doctor: I don't know. Maybe you're trying to impress me.
  • also Missy: Yes. Probably some devious plan, that sounds about right.
  • the Doctor: Well the alternative would be much worse.
  • also Missy: Really?
  • the Doctor: The alternative is that this is for real and it's time for us to become friends again.
  • also Missy: Do you think so? *Takes step forward. The Doctor steps back, then tentatively takes Missy's hands in his own. Missy gasps in surprise.*
  • the Doctor: I don't know. That's the trouble with hope. It's hard to resist. *Lets go of Missy's hands and walks away.*
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Originally posted by kngniel

Neighbour!Kang Daniel AU

Note: this is what happens when you spend too much time at home, often meeting neighbours and have a soft spot for Kang Daniel

EDIT: you guys, this has gotten so many notes i am honestly shooketh™. thank you so much for reading and do look forward to my next one! you can request if you want anything’s cool really hehe

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