not that sorry though obviously

  • my brain: you are making up this problem for attention
  • me: i literally haven't told a single person about this problem? i am the only one that knows about this problem
  • my brain: yeah whatever
  • my brain: you are making up this problem for attention

Remus’s mother was a muggle but his father was a wizard.. His father must have known about the Black family, like every other wizard knows about the Black family. Can you imagine how terrified he must have been the first time he heard Remus mention Sirius’s name? His half muggle werewolf son hanging out with Sirius Black. A boy from the family that not only preaches about pure bloods but actively hates and targets anyone else. He must have been horrified.

What if Sirius was just playing nice to win Remus’s trust? What if he found out Remus was a werewolf and attacked him? What if Remus got his heart broken or was hurt or even killed.

And then he wakes up one morning about a month into summer and finds a note on the table simply saying, ‘Sirius came over last night.’ And he panics because its 10 o'clock in the morning and Remus always gets up earlier than that, no matter what. So he raced up the stairs, imagining horrible things being done to his son but when he throws the door open all he sees is a black haired boy snuggled into Remus’s arms, fast asleep, while Remus reads in the sunlight. And he looks happy.

anonymous asked:

Is it possible to ask an headcanons? The settings is in the happy "we are all alive" univers after the final boss. The guys s/o attends the wedding of their best friend. Who is even their ex, a very important one. No romantic feelings anymore but at some point the chocobro noticed their partner are kinda strange. They ended up to loudly sobs and run off the church. The guys misunderstood their reaction (they aren't upset because they love their ex) how it end?

Ooooh drama~! Love it! Will write this in drabble format :D As usual, I started with the intention of keeping these short and then completely lost control. A normal day for Miss Immortal *sigh*.

Tagging: @blindbae, @itshaejinju, @airlea-sicarius, @the-lucian-archives, @rubyphilomela, @lady-asuka, @stunninglyignis and @asendioncosplay :D


Noctis: Noctis smirked to himself as he stood next to you in his custom-made suit, and stared up at the beautifully arranged wedding altar a few feet in front the both of you. He slowly turned his head towards you and his smirk faltered into a small frown when he caught your eyes misting over. He nudged you gently, gaining your attention before grasping your hand inconspicuously in his own. He squeezed your hand softly, but firmly, worrying to himself about the reasons behind your emotional response to the sight of the beautiful altar. He was most worried about the fact that the wedding he was attending with you was the wedding of your male best friend who had also been your boyfriend before you had met the prince.

Noctis leaned down slightly and whispered in your ear, “are you going to be alright?”

Your gaze flicked up towards Noctis’ midnight blue eyes and you let out a soft sob before shaking off his grip and fleeing from the room. Curious eyes stared after you as you ran, and even more curious eyes followed after Noctis as he ran after you, calling your name softly as he moved.

You were now freely crying as you stopped in front of the beautiful water feature of Leviathan in the main foyer. Noctis immediately grasped your hand in a desperate hold, and looked at you with a pleading look in his eyes.

“Y/n… do you still love him? Is that what you ran from the ceremony?” Your eyes widened in shock at Noctis’ question. You immediately shook your head, trying to quickly settle to misunderstanding.

“No, no! I’m just… I was just imagining our wedding and I just…” you trailed off, hiccupping slightly as you flushed red. Noctis’ mouth fell open, and you decided to continue your explanation for Noctis’ sake. He looked very confused. “I just felt so happy and I knew I was going to burst with emotion, and when you held my hand and looked at me like that I just… oh my Six, how embarrassing! I absolutely lost it, and now all those people in there probably think I left because I still have feelings for my best friend!” You cried out, absolutely mortified.

Noctis chuckled, staring down at you with fondness in his eyes. He leaned forward quickly and pressed a sweet kiss against your slightly parted lips, lingering close at its conclusion. He smiled against your lips and rubbed his nose against you in an act of endearment.

“Our wedding, huh? You want to be my queen? I’ll gladly have you.”

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anonymous asked:

Niall and harry's dates stood them up and they're sulking in their booth or table (next to each other) until they make eye contact and a “my date stood me up” so they do their own date. please and thank you. :-)

Sorry this took so long, I am not setting dates for myself to write these prompts because I don’t want this to become a thing I am forcing myself to do. Plus, I wasn’t in the writing mood and I don’t want to give you guys badly written prompts. Enjoy this once again fluffy prompt and thank you to whoever sent this in! :)


His name was Dylan, Louis had hooked him up with him by giving the guy his phone number. Saying ‘you haven’t been out in a while mate, and he’s a really good guy I promise.’ Niall had been a little weary, not liking to go out as often as he used to, but he managed to stalk the lad on Facebook and didn’t really mind his looks, so it wasn’t a horrible thing to have this guy coming on a first date with him.

Only…it’s been ten minutes since the lad was supposed to be here in this downtown London restaurant that they had picked. Niall wasn’t in the wrong place, he knows that for sure because he’s checked the map on his phone almost a million times, plus texted Louis making sure he got the name of the place right. 

So, where is he? Niall was tapping his foot anxiously on the ground of the booth he was sat at, feeling like a complete loser with all these families and couples surrounding him laughing. He’s getting hungry too, smelling food as the waiters and waitresses pass by balancing them in their hands. He doesn’t even have to look at the menu to know what he wants, cause the fish and chips that the dad of a family a booth down is eating looks exactly what he would want.

But he’s declined every offer of food from what the waitress named Katy has asked him whenever she comes over, he’s had two glasses of water though since he couldn’t take her giving him saddened looks that get more dramatic every time she walked past him.

Everyone just knew he was being stood up, it was probably radiating off him. It wasn’t hard to realize though, with the way he was dressed and how there was an empty seat across from him.

He was just grabbing for his phone, feeling like his skin was going to crawl right off his bones if he didn’t occupy himself when his eyes locked with another man sitting at a table a few meters in front of him, he was leaned over it harshly, elbows locked on top and his expression looking nervous the way he was biting at his lip.

It wasn’t Dylan, Niall was sure because he’s checked the guys Facebook enough to know he has more of a beard than that guy, and his hair is blond, not brunet, and definitely not curly. So all he could do was stare curiously at the anxious looking guy that looked to be in a critical situation like him. 

Their eye contact is quickly broken though, the awkwardness of it all being too much for them to hold their gazes. Niall pretends to play on his phone, and sighs when he hears heels clicking along the floor of the restaurant and stopping at his booth.

It’s Katy smiling all sad again, her mouth just slightly turned in a grin with eyes filled with unspoken words saying ‘I’m so sorry love, you deserve better.’

He ignores it though, instead giving her a fake smile that doesn’t reach his ears. Niall just wants her to leave and not waste her time with him, but she flips open her notepad and starts to scribble something down onto it as her eyes flicker onto his hunched form.

“I am getting you a Caesar salad on the house today, you look like you need it love.” She moves a hand out to pat at his shoulder after she caps her pen and shoves the notepad into the little pouch she has tied around her apron. Niall feels a warmth grow in his gut at the nice gesture, and gives her a small nod in acknowledgement.

He’s probably taking up the space in the restaurant, an actual couple going on an actual date could be waiting to be seated. He says that to himself, but when his eyes land on the front entrance of the restaurant, no one is there. Not that cute couple he was thinking about holding hands and waiting patiently, and definitely not Dylan scanning the place trying to find Niall with hopeful eyes.


Katy was coming out of the kitchen a few minutes later, and Niall was surprised to see two Caesar salads balanced in her grip, her not meeting his eyes as she smiles at other costumers. Maybe she felt so bad for him she was gonna give him two salads, but before Niall could think of a way to nicely decline the extra starter, he sees her stop at the table with the man that Niall had locked eyes with before, her setting down the second salad with that same similar upset smile across her face.

It kind of clicked in Niall’s head now, seeing almost a repeat scene of what happened with Niall. The other lads fake smiles towards Katy, him trying not to meet anyones eyes in the restaurant, Katy’s hand along his shoulder before she swiftly left.

Niall was more than curious now, this guy was stood up just like him. It was funny how they were both in the same restaurant as well as being in the same situation. Did this guy have a first date too that didn’t decide to show up? Was it a man or a woman? Or maybe it wasn’t a date at all, maybe his friends ditched him, or a family member.

He was thinking so hard into it, he flinched when Katy placed the salad in front of him. She looked curious herself seeing him jumping off the booths seat, and when her eyes had connected the dots to where he was looking, she almost laughed.

“Looks like two nice young men have been mistreated today, such a shame.” She tapped at the table with her fingers before leaving again. Niall was shocked, because his questions were answered, this poor lad was also left in the dust by his date.

It was stupid though, how Niall wanted to walk up to him and chat. He wanted to take his salad until he stood in front of the lads table, staring down at him with a shaky smile and soft eyes. Maybe shrug his shoulders with a ‘it happens mate’ passing his lips like he was some therapist.

But he was too chicken to do that, he doesn’t like talking to strangers. Maybe if he has a couple mates around his dignity won’t be too fragile, but his feelings have been pretty beat up today already, and if this guy turns him down or gets weirded out that he is talking to him, Niall is sure he won’t recover.

There’s a plate clanking down onto his table, and he just knows it’s Katy again probably with a whole meal now. But he’s almost choking on his lettuce when he sees it’s the guy who got stood up as well, wearing a fancy white dress shirt tucked into black pants. He looks like a prince, some fairy tale beauty that has Niall breathless. He looks amazing up close, better looking than Dylan any day.

“I was told by the waitress that I’m not the only one that got ditched today, sorry if I’m pointing fingers…but you looked pretty lonely over here. Plus, I think she only gives free appetizers to the sad singles in the restaurant.” Niall laughed at the mans words, feeling a blush burn his cheeks. He doesn’t know if he’s blushing cause the lad is that hot, or if it’s cause its embarrassing how obviously lonely he looks.

“Seriously though, sorry someone stood you up.” The guy was serious now, and when Niall looked up from his salad he was sucked right into those shining green eyes. This guy didn’t even know Niall, both of them being just strangers in front of one another, but the way he stared at Niall it made him feel like he cared, like he was actually seriously concerned.

He managed to act like it was nothing, well, because it really was not a big deal. He will find someone else in his life, Dylan wasn’t the only fish in the sea. So, he shrugged and gave the guy a genuine smile now unlike the fake one he gave Katy.

“It’s alright, life is too short to be sulking over one guy I barely knew.”

The guy nodded with a pout, agreeing with Niall’s word whole-heartedly and still showing such a keen focus on Niall’s actions and expressions. Love and adoration just steamed off this guy like he was just coming out of a sauna, Niall could see every bit of care this guy showed to people on this earth.

“A guy yeah?” The man had spoken, but it was more to himself as he grabbed at his fork and started picking at his food. Niall almost didn’t catch it in his little fantasy daze, him now raising a brow at him.

“So, I didn’t catch your name?” He didn’t let Niall get too far into his head about the comment though, moving on to another question that had Niall feeling stupid that he didn’t answer it sooner.

“Niall, yours?”

“Names Harry, Harry Styles.” The guy wasn’t hesitant to answer back, firing his own name out and sneaking in his last one too. Niall couldn’t help but smile, the name even sounded perfect, so posh and pretty.

“What’s that smile for?” Harry asked, looking up through his lashes as he chewed on a piece of lettuce, pretending to mix the dressing in with the salad more. Niall felt his blush come sneaking back, not realizing that he probably looked like a stupid school girl in front of her crush.

He just bloody met this guy, poor Dylan has been replaced that fast.

“D'know, you have a nice name.” Niall shrugged, barely getting those words out of his mouth because this Harry Styles guy had a hold on him that felt vice tight like he could barely breath. But it was in a good way, he felt balanced and secure under the intimidating mental grip of his green flashing eyes.

“I mean, not to be so forward already but you’ve got a nice face, too” That was the end for Niall, the words that had him choking on the water he was attempting to swallow down.

“Our poor dates have already been forgotten about.” Niall chuckled out when Harry started grabbing for the menus that Niall had pushed aside, putting them in front of them.

“It’s their loss for not coming, but I mean I’m fine with this date too.” Harry was giving Niall a sly grin, being cheeky and so perfect. Niall was a melting puddle in the booth seat.

“Oh so this is a date now?” Niall couldn’t stop blushing, he was almost worried it would become permanent and taint his cheeks red forever. If this Harry guy was going to become long-term, it probably will.

“I mean, if you want it to be.” Harry looked worried now, trying not to show it but stiffening a little when Niall had said that. But Niall was frantic right after, definitely not wanting Harry to think he didn’t want this.

“No, of course I’d love this to become a…y-you know, date.” Niall was stuttering, biting at his lip right after when Harry just smiled and looked at him like he created earth itself.

Can I Crash With You?

Pairing: Linstead
Timeline: 2x02 AU
Genre: Fluff/comfort & smut (specially for @twentyfirstdistrict)

A/N: I am quite proud of how this came out, so I hope you like it. It’s a bit more lengthy than the rest of my one-shots (sorry!).

Please let me know what you think, because I tried really hard to make this perfect!

Dedicated to @allenting cause she brainstormed this with me so many times. Thanks babe!

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A/N: *Emerges from my cave and months of inactivity* Hey guys. I watched the new music video. so uh… yeah. Enjoy!

“Can I tell you a story?”

You snuggle closer to Dan, smiling at his words. “Of course you can.” You grab the bottle of liquor from him, taking a swig. The liquid burns down your throat, but you relish in the warmth that pools through you.

Dan looks up to the sky, a small smile on his face. “Once upon a time, there was a sweet, innocent boy, and a beautiful, incredible girl.”

You snort in derision. “There’s hardly anything innocent about that boy.”

A dark bar, the air heavy with the scent of old cigars, sweat, old love, lost love, new love. The strands of your pink wig whirl around as you laugh and dance, almost oblivious to the sudden disappearance of your car keys.


Out of the corner of your eye, you catch the thief in the act as he swipes your keys from your table and hurries off outside. Eyes widening in panic and anger, you abandon your partner and wind through the bodies of people to run outside. 

“Hey!” The stranger stops in his tracks. “I saw what you did, bastard. Give them back, now.”

The stranger turns around, and you’re confronted with a lanky man with high cheekbones, wild, dark hair, a somewhat bashful grin, and the darkest, bluest eyes you’ve ever seen. They seem to pierce right through you.

“Oh, these are yours?” He gives an unconvincing laugh. Your scowl deepens, though you take note of the obviously British accent. “Sorry… I was only going to borrow it.” 

You quirk an eyebrow. “Really?” you deadpan, completely unconvinced.

The stranger nods, eyebrows drawing together into a pitiful, earnest look. “My friends and I are racing to see who can get to the Joshua Tree National Park. I… would’ve given it back, promise!”

You know his story is complete bullshit, but you can’t help but smirk all the same. There was something about this guy…

“I’ll drive you there, alright?”

The stranger looks up at you, surprise lighting up in his eyes. “Sorry?”

You cross your arms. Your smirk evens out into a full smile. “I’ll take you to the national park.”

“It’s a ways away.”

“Then let’s road trip. You pay for gas, I get to sleep in the backseat, and we’ll take turns driving. Deal?”

The stranger doesn’t move for a moment, clearly contemplating the plan, before he steps toward you and sticks out his hand. You shake it. 


I was only going to borrow it…”

You laugh at Dan’s feeble attempt to defend himself.

“… besides, it’s a shit car anyway. Someone was bound to steal it. You’re lucky it was only me.”

You pout, patting the metal hood you and Dan are lying on. “Excuse me, it’s a classic.”

Dan shakes his head, relinquishing the argument to you. “Right.”

You poke his side. “And what happened, on that trip?”

Dan tilts his head, looking up at the inky black sky. “Oh, the boy and girl started off rocky. It was such a split decision, neither one knew how to act.” He intertwines his fingers with yours, gazing down at it reminiscently. “But then, the girl started talking. About her interests, her dreams, her view of the universe. And slowly, yet surely, the boy started to fall in love.”

You feel yourself start to redden, so you roll your eyes and nudge him playfully with your shoulders. “Really though, what fantastical adventures did these kids go on?”

Dan hums. “Well, there was that time the boy jumped into someone else’s pool with his clothes still on…”

The water is still, quiet and, above all else, cold. Your breath fogs up in front of you, a reminder of the childhood days when your imagination transformed you into a fearsome dragon. The stranger – Dan, his name is – tugs on your hand impatiently. “Come on, let’s jump in the water!”

“Dan, you’re still dressed!” Your words are lost behind you as a string of giggles bursts from you. 

Dan looks back with that now-familiar mischievous glint in his eyes. “Come on!”

Okay, okay,” you pant out, ripping your hand from his. You look uncertainly at the icy water. “Okay… on the count of three.”

Dan grins and nods. He looks at the water, obviously mentally bracing himself. “One…”

You bend your knees. “Two…”

“Three!” Dan leaps into the water with a yell. The sheet of still water shatters as Dan hits the surface.

Meanwhile, you’re still on dry land, laughing as Dan splutters to the surface, looks around for you, and proceeds to give you the finger when he realises you hadn’t jumped.

You smile fondly at the memory, except…

“It was a lake, not someone’s pool!”

Dan shrugs. “Either way, you lied to me about jumping in together.”

Rather than reply to his accusation, you take another swig of the bottle. “What about that time the guy dared the girl to run through some stranger’s house?”

“I’m getting to that part!” Dan grabs the bottle back indignantly. “Now where was I…”

The car comes to a sudden stop in the middle of a quaint, suburban neighbourhood. You jolt awake from your nap to find the vehicle sitting idle in front of a house. The front door is open, with only the screen door barring the way inside. 

Dan turns to you with a crooked, devilish smile. “I dare you to run through that house.”

You stare back at Dan for a heartbeat before bursting out laughing. “Yeah, sure. Lemme just solicit through and trespass on private property. I might even get lucky and get shot.”

“I’ll drive for the next twelve hours, and I’ll buy you dinner.”

You quirk your brow at that. Now that’s a more intriguing offer. “And I just have to run through, yeah?”

Dan nods.

You tap your chin. “Drop the 12-hour drive, but you have to come with me.”

Dan grins, sticking his hand out. You shake it hard. “Deal.”

You open the door and step out of the car, walking nervously up to the door. A part of you hopes that the handle won’t turn, or that the door would still be locked, but the door opens with ease. You step in, looking cautiously around. You glance back at Dan, beckoning him in before you sprint through the modern-looking house, Dan in tow. You give a squeal when you find two elderly couple on the couch, absolute confusion and panic written all over their faces. 

“Sorry, pardon me!” Dan shouts behind him as you make a beeline for the back door. You hear the old man shout behind you, but you and Dan are already out the door and running back to the front. 

You jump into driver’s seat. “Come on!” 

Dan wrenches the door open the ducks quickly into the passenger side. The wheels squeal loudly as you stomp on the accelerator. The car shoots forward and you glance at the rearview mirror to find the couple running outside. The old man raises his fist angrily at the car, and you and Dan laugh almost maniacally as the adrenaline rushes through you.

And the old man even had a gun!”

You throw your head back in a loud laugh. “What?!”

Dan looks at you with a serious expression, but you can see the mirth in his eyes. “Yeah, that definitely happened. We could’ve died!”

You scoff playfully. “Yeah, sure.” You snuggle closer to Dan, and you feel his arm hug you protectively. “Remember that dance class? You didn’t even want to try…”

Dan’s face, etched in embarrassment, as he looks at the groups of people in the dance studio milling around. “I’m not sure about this.”

You latch on to his arm, smiling encouragingly at him. “I am. And I’m always right.”

Dan rolls his eyes. “Right, I forgot.”

You grin as you pull Dan into the studio. “Come on!”

Dan hum in disagreement. “What are you on about? I totally outdanced you.”

Dan gives his full, toothy smile at you, his eyes practically sparkling despite the relative darkness of the studio. He’s drenched in sweat and his moves are still jerky and awkward, but you lean in to hug him regardless. 

“You were great, Dan,” you tell him. You don’t see his expression, but he gives you an extra squeeze before pulling back. His face has a strange expression on it, but you can’t pin down what it is.

“Thank you.”

“Right, that’s why you’re such a great dancer now.” You laugh as Dan shoves you. Had it not been for his arm, you probably would’ve gone sliding off.

Dan leans his head against yours. “And finally, when the boy and the girl, after so many miles and so many days, reached the national park, the boy revealed his big secret…”

“I actually didn’t have a crazy race with my friends here.”

You roll your eyes, leaning your head on Dan’s shoulders. Both your legs are hung over the edge, swinging carefree over the hundred-foot drop. “I figured when you didn’t even so much as talk about them during the entire trip.” You lift your head to look at Dan. The sunset, with the pink hues, strikes his face and accentuate all of his most special features. The curve of his cheekbones. Each long, sweeping eyelash. The freckles splashed over his nose and below his eyes. A faint breeze ruffles his wild hair. “But tell me. Why did you steal my keys in the first place?”

Dan smiles, looking down at your intertwined fingers. “Well… I wanted to grab your attention. Seeing you dance up on that table, with that bright wig, and those beautiful eyes… I knew I had to grab your attention somehow.”

You laugh, though you can feel yourself blushing. You know the sunset is highlighting your now-rosy cheeks. “That could’ve backfired so hard, though.”

Dan lifts his hand to your face, his thumb trace up and down your cheek as he leans forward. “Maybe, but this has surpassed even my wildest dreams.”

You smile softly back and let your eyes flutter closed. And in that darkness, in that silence, you feel his lips touch yours.

You open your eyes and pull away from Dan’s kiss at a large rumble in the sky. You and Dan look up just in time to see a large jet lift up from the ground. It soars through the air and into the inky night sky.

You snuggle back into Dan’s body. “You tell it differently every time,” you say softly.

Dan returns with his special crooked grin. “Well, I like my version better.”

~~~~~ willyumfarquarson ~~~~~


The Doctor and Sarah Jane Smith + Goodbyes

top 10 ships: part 1

Top 10 Ships | Ship 1
Trimberly (Trini ___ x Kimberly Hart)
 -  Saban’s Power Rangers

who is more likely to hurt the other?
- i think kimberly definitely has a tendency to say hurtful things to trini that she doesnt think would be mean but they are. but i also feel like trini might hurt kim sometimes, definitely not as much though. obviously kim would be extremely sorry and would apologize in a multitude of ways ;)

who is emotionally stronger?
- i think kimberly is because its easier for her to express her feelings while trini keeps them all bottled up, so occasionally she just breaks and lets it all out in an unhealthy way.

who is physically stronger?
- they are both extremely strong because of their ranger abilities, and from what i know they are all on the same level so they’re both strong

who is more likely to break a bone?
- both. that ranger training is tough fam

who knows best what to say to upset the other?
- i think trini definitely knows how to push kim’s buttons and i think kim accidentally says things she doesnt mean. 

who is most likely to apologize first after an argument?
- you know trini is so stubborn that i bet kim waits for a little bit for trini to apologize but then when she doesnt kim just says oh well and apologizes first

who treats who’s wounds more often?
- trini is always taking special care of kim because kim will let her. trini doesn’t like people having to take care of her, so most of the time she tries not to let kim help her but kim usually ends up doing it anyway

who is in constant need of comfort?
- both, but i think kim is more of a touchy feely girlfriend and always wants to have some sort of physical contact with trini, whether that be holding hands, having her hand on trini’s leg, letting trini run her fingers through kims hair (or vice versa) etc. and trini is happy to oblige

who gets more jealous?
- i think trini gets jealous when people flirt with kim more often, but kim is vocal about being jealous while trini isnt. like if kim sees a girl flirting with trini she’ll immediately walk up and kiss trini really hard and say “heY GUYS IM KIMBERLY TRINI’S HOT ASF GIRLFRIEND HOW ARE YOU” and trini just laughs

who’s most likely to walk out on the other?
- i think trini is less confrontational than kimberly is, so if the argument gets heated i could see trini just leaving in the middle of it. but she always comes back and just hugs kim

who will propose?
- kim probably would think she would have to because trini is too stubborn, but i bet trini would plan out this big proposal and kim wouldnt expect it but it would be so cute

who has the most difficult parents?
- definitely trini.

who initiates hand-holding when they’re out in public?
- i think it depends. like i said kim is touchy feely, so she just likes to hold trini’s hand all the time. but trini holds kims hand when she is nervous or sad or excited, pretty much whenever she feels any extreme emotion

who comes to see the other all the time?
- kim is always texting trini late at night and asking her to come over because thats kim and because kims parents are more lenient than trinis

who hogs the blankets?
- kim but trini just cuddles up as close as she can

who gets more sad?
- i think kim gets sadder easier but when trini lets out her emotions its like really intense

who is better at cheering the other up?
- they both know exactly how to cheer the other one up

who’s the one that playfully slaps the other all the time after they make silly jokes?
- kim is always slapping trini because she jokes with zack

who is more streetwise?
- kim is more streetwise at school. she knows the ins and outs of surviving and popularity and about all the cliques. trini is street smart in that she knows about the world.

who is more wise?
- probably trini. she’s deep.

who’s the shyest?
- trini obv.

who boasts about the other more?
- i think they both boast about each other. trini is definitely insanely surprised that her girlfriend is kimberly fucking hart, so she’s always talking about kim. kim is really proud of her sexuality so she always talks about her girlfriend.

who sits on who’s lap?
- kim sits on trini’s lap (bc kimberly ann hart is a top). but i could see it going the other way too

The Answer

Pairing: YoungK X Reader

Genre: angst & fluff

Word Count: 1,746

Request: HIII OMFG I LOVE YOU WORKS AHHHH can i request a youngk from day6, an angsty and fluff thing about where he’s in a music rut and cant write lyrics and well something like that i hope thats okay??? thank you! - anonymous

Blank. Both his head and the page of his notebook were blank. It would’ve been better if there were a few scribbles on the paper - a sentence, a melody, a word - anything.

YoungK tightened the strings of his hoodie. The air conditioner running in the recording room dropped the temperature down a few degrees from its usual warm air. With none of the other members present, YoungK was left with his own thoughts to gather and create another amazing song.

A yawn escaped the tired man’s mouth. He tried to wipe the fatigue from his eyes before pressing on the home button of his phone to check the time. His home screen lit up, displaying a photo of him together with his members and his girlfriend on the first day of Day6′s concert tour in Seoul. It was almost 11:30 in the evening.

He usually didn’t feel much stress when it came to writing because the company gave his band enough time before preparing for their next comeback, but this time was different. YoungK was asked to write a special song to give to his labelmates, Park Jimin and Baek Ayeon, for their upcoming duo debut album. He didn’t mind. In fact, it was an honor. He just wished he wasn’t given only a week. Well, it was five days now. Reminded of his deadline, YoungK sighed heavily before reaching for his iced Americano and taking another sip of the half-empty cup.

The dose of caffeine was bought by his girlfriend who stopped by a few hours ago to check in on him. Before, the cup was filled to the top with whole ice cubes. The cup now had condensed water all around the outside, and there was not a single ice cube left. He wanted to go outside, but a part of him knew he could get distracted and that he had to get the song done as soon as possible. “I really don’t know what to do…” he groaned, picking up his pencil.

Actually, he wondered what his members were up to. Were any of them still at the company building or did they already return to the dorm? No, he shouldn’t worry about them. He should worry about the song! YoungK looked at his notebook again. What kind of song would work best to be included in the girls’ album? Pop? Ballad? What should it be about? Friendship? Love?

As he was in his thoughts, he heard a sound from his phone. The screen lit up to show the message you had sent him.

(Y/N) [11:34 PM]

Thanks for leaving me on read the last two texts ;; I know you’re busy tho. Did u leave that studio even once today???

(Y/N) [11:35 PM]

If u haven’t gotten anything done since you were assigned the project, I doubt you’ll get it done by just isolating urself in there… inspiration isn’t found like that

You were sitting in the living room after a shower, watching your favorite variety show on TV. Even though you stopped by to give your boyfriend coffee today, you noticed how exhausted and a little frustrated he looked. You’d go crazy if you were given a sudden deadline for work, too. When you texted the other members, they told you that your boyfriend refused to receive any help on the song. He wanted to please his company so bad, so he asked his own members as well as some of the producers to give him some space which led him to barely eating and leaving that very room he basically kept himself in.

The two texts that he ignored previously was of you asking him to go out and get dinner with you. How could anyone think without any brain food? You thought he’d at least grab some food with you since he loved to eat, especially since you offered to treat him to fried chicken in Sinsadong.

You watched your phone, seeing if he’d respond to your texts, but instead of finding three ellipses popping up, there was a word under your text: read.

Maybe he was really working and you were bothering him. Perhaps an idea finally hit him. You chose to send him the last text for the night.

(Y/N) [11:41 PM]

About to go to bed. Get some rest & pls eat. Will check in tomorrow. Night! :)

The next day, after your classes, you decided to drop by your boyfriend’s company. You received texts from Jae that YoungK needed to get some fresh air, and Jae suggested strongly that you be the one to take him out. I don’t want to go in the recording room again and then end up finding a body, Jae had joked over the phone.

“Knock knock,” you said as you knocked and opened the door to the recording room that you boyfriend was cooped in.

“What are you doing here?” YoungK mumbled when he heard your voice. Instead of looking over at you, he was crossing something off of his paper.

You continued to stand by the door. “Come on. Let’s go. Jae asked me to help you get a little break.”

“I don’t need you here though. I have no idea why Jae needed to call you. Besides, I already took a little break.”

“Yeah, Brian. Um. Bathroom breaks aren’t long enough. Come on. Let’s go get you a change of scenery, some food and some exercise from walking.”

“No thanks.”

Hearing his stubborn refusal, you couldn’t help but roll your eyes. You walked into the room and kicked his rolling chair. YoungK shot you a look. “Stop! What was that even for? (Y/N), please just go home,” YoungK sighed.

“I will. After you go out with me. Brian, honestly, it’s not going to hurt you.”

“You’re not the one who has half a week to write a song, okay, (Y/N)?! I don’t know if I’m even going to get this done in time. I need to spend all this time in here writing!”

“You haven’t written a single thing yet!” you exclaimed, gesturing to his notebook full of crossed out words. “I’m trying to help you, and you’re being such a jerk about it!”

“Because you keep pushing it!” YoungK countered, voice starting to raise as well. He stood up from his chair which forced you to look up due to his taller height. “I didn’t ask for your help. I didn’t ask for Jae to get you to help.”

You bit your tongue back, trying to calm down. The door was still open, and anyone walking by could hear. That would be embarrassing on the behalf of both of you. You needed to reason with him. Reaching your hands out, you slid them down your boyfriend’s own hands. His cold hands touched your warm ones. “Babe,” you said, “I know how much you want to accomplish this on your own because it’s a big project, and you don’t want to let Jimin or Ayeon down. But tell me. Did all of the songs you’ve written always take more than a week?”

YoungK gripped your hands in his. He sighed. “No, some did take longer, but there were one or two that took me a few days.”

“And did you always stay in this room to write the lyrics?”

“No, sometimes I get an idea in other places. I write anywhere music starts coming to me.”

“Right? So why are you treating this song any different? Honestly, you should getting all the inspiration you can from outside. This room isn’t going to do anything for you. You don’t know what kind of song to do? Watch a movie, read, listen to some other songs, talk to people. That’s what you do.”

Your boyfriend stayed quiet, but you took it as him agreeing with you. Letting go of one hand and keeping the other intertwined, you lead finally led YoungK out of the cold, dark lair with a smile. “You can just come with me this time. After this, I leave it up to you on how you’ll get the song done.”

Watching your boyfriend right across from you under bright lights in a restaurant was way better than under dim lights in a studio. “Eat lots,” you told him as soon as the server placed down the tray of fried chicken. YoungK nodded his head and dived in right away.

After eating, the both of you walked around the Han River for some time, enjoying each other’s company. You didn’t bring up his work, and it felt like the two of you were on a date.

“Did you know that Don asked out Sohye?” you mentioned during your walk.

YoungK let out a laugh. “Wait, really? Don asked Sohye out? Since when?”

“Like…two days ago? I think. Yeah, they’re going out now.”

“That’s good for them. They look good together. Not like us though.”

“Obviously,” you joked while flipping your hair.

“I’m sorry I snapped at you a while ago,” YoungK apologized. “I was stressing myself out even more. Shouldn’t have taken it out on anyone.”

“It’s okay. We all have our days.”

You took a look at your watch and unwrapped your arm from YoungK’s.

“Oops. It’s already four? I gotta get to work now,” you said.

Your boyfriend nodded his head. “Yeah, I probably need to get back to the company. Thanks for today.”

“Oh, wait.” You stopped him and started to reach into your bag. When you finally found what you were looking for, you pulled the item out and showed it to YoungK. “Ta-da! Sohye got me a ticket to go to that new exhibit at the art museum. I can’t go because I work, but I took it because I thought that you could maybe use it.”

You handed him the ticket and placed a soft kiss on his lips. Walking to the curb, you waved for a taxi. As a taxi started to approach, you quickly turned back to YoungK and waved at him. “Let me know how it goes! Love you.”

“Love you too,” YoungK replied and waved at you until you got into your taxi and rode off. Alone, he scanned the art museum ticket. He couldn’t help but smile. He turned in the direction to where the art museum was and began to walk. Like how he felt when he was with you, he had a good feeling that the song would be a great one.

whatnameshallitake  asked:

Um...Sorry but I'm actually quite new to this. Just wanted to ask what your personal favourite headcanons are for RFA+V+Saeran+Rika if it's not too much trouble Just saw your tumblr today and I'm currently in love~ XOXO~♡

please don’t be sorry, I like these kinds of requests. Thank you very much for your words, it means a lot to me, everyone is so nice. These may be a little gruesome and could be triggering, so just be warned. Also, I think I’ll keep adding to this list, because I’m sure I can think of more in the future. Oh, this also probably shows which characters i really like. 

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Too Hot To Handle

Word Count: 4.3k 

Genre: smut  

Warnings: Grinding/frottage, rimming. 

Summary: Dan was sleeping on the couch and Phil comes in when he was having a wet dream. Later Phil finds out what the dream was about, and helps make it a reality for Dan.

Link for Ao3 ( x )

A/N: My first fanfic!? WOo! i hope you guys like it! (oh tell me if you find any grammar mistakes so i can fix them thank you!) Enjoy :)

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@lokiandcaptnrexlover  Banaster Tarleton did write a memoir and to a certain extent did try to distance himself from some of the more brutal aspects of his reputation in America.  That being said it is my personal and ever humble opinion that he would not be offended by Jason Isaacs villainous performance and would probably have an affinity for the Harry Potter series like any good self-respecting Englishman.

thefreshprinceofdownton  asked:

“My bounty is as boundless as the sea, my love as deep; the more I give to thee, the more I have, for both are infinite.” -thescourgeofpiracy

sea starters || @thescourgeofpiracy || this was from forever ago bc i’m a piece of shit but sure if you want to send one, it’s not like i’ll say no so yeah sure accepting

      Elizabeth, of course, recognized the quote immediately. A playful smile danced
      on her lips as she turned towards him. “ Isn’t that Juliet’s line?  she teased
      before her gaze was drawn to the ring he was holding. Right. She’d forgotten
      that typically followed proposals. 

   “ Oh, James…  she breathed. “ It’s beautiful!  She took it from his hand and
      held it up, looking at every detail. On the inside of the band were the words he
      had just quoted, and she couldn’t think of anything that fit better. 

      He’d tell her about his travels, and while the main actions were certainly engaging,
      she would always be amazed at how long it took to get from one place to another.
      She recalled one of their first days talking, back when she was a child, how he’d
      told her from the start that the ocean was so vast that it could take ‘ weeks and
      weeks  of sailing to get anywhere. 

      He, more than anyone she knew, could say with certainty just exactly how large
      the oceans of the known world were – how infinite. And how infinite in power, too;
      the storms that could rage for days, toss the greatest ships around like corks
      bobbing in the water, how nothing could stand in the way of that energy. 

      It was powerful – awe-inspiring, even, and she knew deep down, that her feelings
      for him were as indestructible and vast as such a force of nature. Nothing would
      come between them. 

   “ I love it,  she said. Eyes sparkling with contained laughter, she added, “ And 
      I suppose I can find room beside this in my heart to love you, too. 

Better For Both Of Us (5/5)

Almost done! Some parts of this may seem a little awkward. I don’t really know how to wrap things up well.

- Gongju J

Characters: Jungkook X Reader

Genre: Angst? Fluff, Suggestive scene.

Word Count: 472

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

You slept well into the next day until you heard knocks and someone calling you through the front door.

“Jagiya~ Open up! I wanna talk.”

It was Jihyuk.

You felt knots forming in the pit of your stomach. You did not want to talk to him at that moment, or ever for that matter. You re-bundled yourself in your blankets and turned away from your open bedroom door.

Would he just leave already?

Meanwhile, he was relentless trying to get you to answer.

“Y/n. I’m sorry, okay? Can we please forget this happened? You know how much I love you-”

Jihyuk stopped suddenly when he heard a chuckle responding to his pitiful claims.

“You love her, huh?” Jihyuk turns to the voice to find the owner.

“Waa- You’re Jungkook!” Jungkook ignored his obvious statement.

“Can you please leave?” He asked firmly, but remained calm.


“I asked you to leave.”

Jungkook walked past Jihyuk to get to the door.

“*knocks* Y/n,” he says in a soothing voice, “It’s Kookie.”

Jihyuk looked at him in disbelief, expecting Jungkook would get the same response as he did.

After a few seconds, you open the door to let Jungkook in. You peeked over his shoulder and looked at Jihyuk with an emotionless expression. His mouth was gaping in awe. You walked back into the house and Jungkook followed. While walking in, he shot Jihyuk a smug look as he closed the door behind him.

You sat on the sofa and Jungkook joined you.

The space between the two of you was minimal and being able to have him that close again was comforting. You rested your head on his shoulder and you just sat there. 

That was all you needed. The two of you sat quietly until Jungkook broke the silence.

“Listen…” He begins, “…I’m sorry I didn’t come earlier. I would have been here yesterday, but rehearsal ran long.”

You looked into his eyes when you heard his words. They were sincere.

“You don’t have to apologize. It’s not like you have any obligation to-”

“I missed you too.” You jumped at the sudden confession. “And y/n-”

“Please, don’t say anything else yet.” You interrupted, preparing yourself for your next statement. You took a deep breath, You had no idea how he was going to take this.

“I know it’s been almost two years since we ended it, but I’m so not over it. I know I said it was better for both of us, and it may have been, but it’s driving me crazy. It sounds ridiculous given what just happened yesterday, but even before then, I-”

In one smooth motion, Jungkook grabbed you and pulled you in for a kiss. The kiss slowly turned into a passionate make out. While your tongues were wrestling, he pulled you onto his lap. You ran your fingers through his hair as he held you so close to his body you began to feel him through his jeans.

When you finally took a breather, Jungkook responded.

“Jagiya, even if you think you should, don’t break up with me again.” He gave you a cool smile, then he lifted you into a koala hug, carried you into your bedroom and shut the door.

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

OMG the gif is so big I’M SO SORRY. Kinda not, though, because I obviously could have chosen a different one.

Give Into Me

I was currently helping my parents load up their car as they were leaving for the week. After putting the last bag in the trunk, and my dad closing it, they turned to look at me.

“bye sweetie.” my mom said pulling me into a hug.

“bye mom.”

“be safe, you know we’re only one call away, and you also know your brother’s number if you need anything.” 

My brother was older, 22 to be exact, and he was cool as fuck. He moved out when he was 18, got a place with a friend of his. I went over to see him all the time, he even had a drawer full of my stuff at his place, and my parents saw him as ‘responsible older brother’ so I could call him if I needed.

“I know. Now, get going you two.” I said, ushering my parents to the car.

“okay okay, jeez, it’s like you’re trying to get rid of us.” my dad laughed, buckling up in the drivers seat.

“me? never.” I smiled innocently.

“right.” my mother laughed as my dad started the car.

“love you sweetie.”

“love you too.”


“Okay seriously Kendall, I’m not wearing this.” I laughed, staring at myself in the mirror in disbelief.

“why not, you look hot.”

“I look like something you’d find on the corner.” 

“those are called prostitutes, and they don’t just work the corner, some work from the allies.” she laughed, looking at me in the mirror of my make up desk.

Since my parents were gone for the week, and Kendall was my best friend, she was gonna stay here a lot, in my brothers old room. And we decided to throw a party tonight, drinks provided by my brother, who said he’d only come if he could bring some friends.

“Kendall, I’m serious.” 

“fine.” she huffed, finishing up her mascara. “go find a different outfit, but make sure it looks good, I’m gonna get you laid tonight.”

“oh please, ever since Jake and I broke up, half the guys think I’m a bitch.”

“no, it’s not your fault you caught Jake cheating on you.”

“whatever. I know he’s gonna be here tonight.”

“really? did you invite him?”

“no, but I invited Tyler, and you know that they’re best friends.”

“whatever, we’ll just find you someone else tonight.”

I rolled my eyes as I walked out of my closet from changing into my new outfit.

“oh damn girl.” Kendall laughed, grabbing my wrist and pushing me down on the seat at the make up table. 

She loved when we decided to do anything, to do my hair and makeup. And I mean, I was lazy as hell, so I wasn’t complaining.

When we were finally ready there were people already showing up.

We walked downstairs to find my brother, John, walking in with his roommate, Nate.

“sup guys.” I spoke, following them into the kitchen.

“damn Audrey.” Nate spoke, looking me up and down, and causing John to turn around and look at me.

“the fuck. where’s your clothes.” John asked, as he started putting beer in coolers, and red cups out.

“John come on, I’m 19.”

“that doesn’t mean you can go around dressing like that.”

“you’re not gonna say shit about Kendall’s outfit though?” I raised my brow at him.

“she’s not my baby sister.”

“but she is your girlfriend.”

“and she looks hot as fuck.” John spoke, standing up, and Kendall walking over to him and kissing him on the lips.

As much as I hated to admit it, they were cute as hell together. They’ve been together 4 years now, and as much as the disgusted me, they were the definition of ‘relationship goals.’ 

“John baby, let it go, she looks good.”


After that the four of us stood around and talked, and pregamed. John said Dillon was on his way over with all his shit, so we’d have music in no time, and he said a few of his friends would be by later.


Three hours later the party was in full swing. People were flooding from inside out back where the pool is. People were dancing, making out against the fence, already passed out drunk and even playing drinking games, which is what I was currently doing. Me and Nate against John and Kendall.

“John, I swear if you miss this we’re not having sex for like a week.” Kendall giggled.

“Oh baby, you and I both know you couldn’t last that long without it.” he laughed, wrapping his free arm around her, grabbing her ass and pulling her into him before throwing the ball.

We were in the middle of playing beer pong, and Nate and I had 2 cups left to make, and John and Kendall only had one.

“John!” Kendall laughed, hitting his chest as he missed the cup, it becoming Nate and I’s turn.

Nate missed the first one and I laughed. I’m pretty sure he’s made like 1 cup this whole entire game.

“Remind me next time to pick a better partner.” I laughed, bumping into him playfully. 

The thing with me is, when I start drinking, I get flirty. Usually just with Nate. We’ve been so close being as he is John’s best friend, and I practically grew up with him. He was also the guy I lost my everything too. He took me to prom his junior year, and that night we all got drunk and it just sorta happened. 

“remind me to pick a partner that’s a little less distracting.” he whispered in my ear, giving me chills.

I shook it off and sunk the cup, leaving it one cup to one cup, the rules being both people have to make it in the last cup.

Kendall was drunk, so her ball actually hit me and fell down my shirt. I laughed and reached for it and when I grabbed it I saw Nate practically staring at me with his eyes gouged out of his head. I laughed while John threw his and hit the rim of the cup before falling out.

I went first this time, throwing mine and making it with ease. Then I turned to Nate.

“Nate, please, you have to make this.”

“alright alright, I just need a kiss for good luck.” he smiled, his cute little dimples showing. I laughed and rolled my eyes before standing on my tippy toes and kissing his cheek.

“alright. I got this.” he muttered to himself before throwing his ball and making it in the cup as well.

Jumping up and cheering, I threw my arms around him, embracing him in a hug. I’ve been playing these games since I was 16, so I was pretty good at it and rarely ever lost, not once have I lost to my brother, and I was keeping that title. I like to rub it in his face.

“you guys were lucky.” John spoke.

“mhmm, whatever. you just suck.” I teased.

“whatever. Nate man, you wanna smoke one?” John asked, pulling a blunt out of his pocket.

“yeah man, I’ll meet you in the garage. I gotta take a piss.”

Kendall and I decided to go get more drinks, heading into the kitchen. Kendall was in the middle of making one when she looked up and her eyes popped out of her head. 

I went to look at what she was looking at but instead she shoved me, causing me to bump into someone behind me. I was shocked when their arms wrapped around me, catching me from falling, cause when we came in here, there were only two other people in the kitchen.

I turned around to face whoever caught me, ready to apologize for Kendall’s stupidity, but any words I had on the tip of my tongue I swallowed back down when I met his gorgeous brown eyes, which I so quickly got lost in.

We just stared at each other, and I felt as if no one else was in the room. That was until Kendall coughed, breaking my trance.

“I’m so sorry" I spoke quickly, taking a bit of a step back, but the strangers hand never leaving my side.

“It’s okay. No worries.” he smiled, and I felt myself get weak in the knees. His voice. His smile. How. How could a few simple physical characteristics be so perfect.

“I’m gonna go find my boyfriend.” Kendall announced, before coming up behind me and ‘whispering’ “get it girl.” before walking off.

I internally groaned. Of course she would embarrass me like that. She always tried to play wingman when she was drunk, but she was awful at it. Above me though, the stranger was chuckling.

“I’m so sorry about her. She’s obviously had a bit to many.” I laughed.

“it’s alright. It happens to the best of us.” he laughed. “I’m Jack by the way. Jack Gilinsky.”

“Audrey.” I smiled.

Jack and I stood in the kitchen and talked a bit more, over a few drinks, and before long, Jack was buzzed and I was drunk.

“so do you know Nate or John?” Jack asked after I got us two drinks, finding a seat on the counter top next to Jack.

“yeah.” I laughed.

“oh. You’re like, dating one of them?” he asked, and I couldn’t help but spit out a bit of my beer before swallowing the rest, causing Jack to look at me sideways.

“not normally the response I get.” he chuckled, bringing the bottle to his lips.

“I’m sorry. It’s just, I’ve never been asked if I’m dating my brother or my best friend before.” I let out a little giggle, this time Jack was the one who spit out a bit of his beer.

“shit. You’re John’s sister?” he looked at me wide eyed.



“what?” I asked.

“It’s just…nothing, never mind.”

“no!” I laughed, hitting his playfully. “you can’t just start to say something and not finish.” 

“It’s nothing. really.”

“no. you have to. my house, my rules.”

“damn” he laughed, “I just, John never said his sister was this hot.”

I blushed, and looked to see Jack biting his lip.

“John never told me his friends were this hot either.”

“oh really?” Jack asked, turning to look at me.

“mhmmm. I’m a bit disappointed in him. He’s been keeping secrets from me, his favorite little sister.” I muttered, as Jack stood in between my legs now.

“you’re his only sister.” Jack laughed.

“don’t ruin this for me.”

“okay okay, I’ll make it up to you.” he smiled, his hands resting on my hips.

“oh yeah? how do you propose you’re gonna do that?” I asked, as our faces were dangerously close now.

“we can have a secret of our own.” he whispered out, and despite it being so loud in the house with the music playing, I could hear him clear as day.

“and what might that be?” I ask in a low voice, our lips ghosting over each others before Jack leans in the rest of the way, connecting them. I link my arms around the back of his neck, pulling him closer to me as his tongue slips in my mouth.

Those cheesy romance films, that talk about the sparks you’re supposed to feel when you kiss someone. Well, I never quite believed in that until now. It was like electricity running through my body, and I loved the feeling.

Breaking the kiss, we rested our foreheads against one another’s. Looking into each other’s eyes, he had a smile on his face, and I couldn’t fight the one coming onto mine.

“you felt it too right?” he muttered.

“yeah.” I whispered out.

After that, Jack and I spent most of the night together, just hanging out and talking, until we found Kendall and John, who were with Nate, Dillon and another guy I didn’t know.

Jack went to talk to the blonde guy and I walked over to Nate, who threw his arms around me.

“sup lil mama.”

“I wanna do shots.” I whined into his chest, causing Nate to look down at me.

“yo, Skate, gonna introduce me to your girl?” the blonde laughed, and Nate and I looked at each other before everyone started laughing.

“what’s so funny man?”

“Johnson, this is Audrey, John’s sister.” Nate laughed.

“oh fuck, man I didn’t know.”

“not a lot of people do.” I smiled, and looked at Jack, who was smiling at me.

“I’m Jack. Jack Johnson, but you can call me Johnson.”

“Nice to meet you.” I smiled, before turning and looking at everyone. “who wants shots?” and everyone cheered, so we made our way back into the kitchen.

I searched through the cupboards while everyone got cups ready. Finding everything I needed for a kamikaze, I mixed the liquids together, and poured them in everyone’s glasses.

“cheers” we all clinked our glasses before downing the shots.

After a few more rounds we were all either trashed, drunk or buzzed.

We all went outside and sat on the porch talking, drinking beer now, and passing around a blunt.

Kendall and Swazz were probably the biggest potheads I know, and then Nate. They could smoke all day long, and half the time they do. Me on the other hand, I liked my alcohol, so when it came to me, I passed it to Jack, who took a few hits and then passed it.

“oh G, better make sure you don’t smell like weed tomorrow.” Johnson laughed.

“oh right, you gotta babysit tomorrow don’t you.” Nate chuckled.

Jack just laughed and shook his head before bringing the bottle up to his lips, taking a long gulp and then looking at me. He nodded his head inside before getting up and telling everyone he was gonna go to the restroom. I waited a minute, until I finished my beer before getting up to go get another one.

Walking into the kitchen I was immediately wrapped up in Jack’s arms. I laughed as he spun me around, before he set me down and cupped my face, looking down at me.

“can I help you?” I giggled.

“let’s do some more shots.”

And we did. And that’s the last thing I remember from that night.


Originally posted by our-maybe-someday

Title: Moonpie

Couple: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: where Bucky get drunk and just turns into a lump of clingy cuddly fluff?  Where the two somehow end up discussing their turn ons and kinks and then the next day they both are doing the other ones turn ons??? 

Warnings: Sorta (kinda) Sexual, alcohol

Word count: 1853

A/N: So I’m sorry this took so long, but bright side i will be putting another out soon (Finished it right after this one). I have a few request that either line up well or are basically the same so i have combined them to save time. ALSO! if you guys didn’t read the Christmas update, i will be putting out a character list of everyone I’m willing to do, I’m hoping this will help me stay motivated through the variety of characters. Anyway, love you guys and hop you enjoy.

You and Bucky sat in a bar a couple of miles away from the towers. You two had become close friends, not as close as him and Steve are…where, but still close. No one was actually sure why the two of you had become close, in fact you guys didn’t even know yourselves, it had just happened. Though you thought it had to deal with the two of you having a hard past and coming into the avengers around the same time.

“You have a serious problem” He downed another shot, the both of you thought you had a higher alcohol tolerance then you did so you guys kept drinking, trying to one up the other. “Every guy you’ve dated this past year has been from the bottom of the barrel” Bucky said, motioning this by sticking a finger from his left arm into the shot glass and breaking it.

The bartender came by, getting the pieces and giving him a glass of water as Bucky looked down and apologized as you laughed like a hyena. “What about you, you haven’t brought anyone back. Not even Steve knows what you like anymore” You got closer and looked at him, causing him to back up a bit. “What do you like?”

“what” He said confused, trying to not look you in the eyes, afraid that he might do something stupid or that you might see his true feelings that he had yet to fully figure out himself.

You shrugged and downed your glass as you sat back in your seat and looked back to him. “You know what I mean! What turns you on, what gets you going? What doesn’t get that gears turninnggg?” As soon as the words left your mouth and hit his ears the two of you started to sober up.

His face had the slightest hint of red peaking across his cheeks and his mind started to wonder at the thought. Over the past 50 years he hasn’t had the time nor will really to think of what he wanted, what he liked.

You watched, examining his face closely as his head was tilted up a bit and he stared at the ceiling in deep thought. If it wasn’t for the fact that the bar stool was nailed to the ground you would have tried to scoot closer, to be able to be nearer to him, maybe give off some of your essence to persuade his thought process. As soon as you thought that a chuckle fell from your lips at the thought of him ever even seeing you as more than just a friend. By the time you came to your senses you realized Bucky was staring at you with a big grin trying to hold in his laughter. “Hey mister” You poked his chest “fess up, I can’t wait all day”

He let his huge grin dull down to a small smile and he grabbed his drink, not to drink but more so to distract him from looking at you so he could hide his embarrassment somewhat. “I like it when the girl is fun, smart…you know a good head on her shoulders, knows what she wants…” He stared off at all the liquor behind the bar. “Caring, forgiving… yeah”

You kinda felt down at that moment, though it wasn’t Bucky’s fault, it was more so you letting your brain overthink and say you were none of those things. Not wanting to bring down the night you laughed and ordered 2 beers. “Well now I know what you’re looking for but what TURNS you on?!”

The bar tender, which you learn name was frank when he placed a napkin down next to you with his number, sending Bucky into a fit of rage in his head. “What about you little missy! What turns you on? You’re asking twenty questions over here yet you always avoid mine.”

Placing the bottle to your lips you grinned a bit, “turn ons?” you hmmed and ‘thought’ about it though most of them were displayed right in front of you. “Biting lips, like that stretching where it more so just seems like showing off, teasing, being a bit dominate but not like in everyday… just like in the bed…” You motioned for Frank to bring a few shots, which he gladly did and the two of you gladly drank. “light sweet touching” You thought about it for a second “Like in the morning, when you get hugged or a peck or something and it’s just like their happy to see you and love you… just.. yea” You laughed and he just nodded with a big grin. Your eyes darted back to him and you gave a huge grin. “Your turn mister”

He shrugged staring down at the granite bar top “when she’s playing with her lips, ” He gave a small smile, “I really love it when she runs her hands through my hair, just caring and sexy. ” he shrugged and leaned in toward you. Not thinking you did the same and he just smiled as he planted a little kissed on top of your nose. “You’re beautiful you know, like a moon pie” he started to laugh at the thought of your face on a moon pie “Who’s idea was it anyway to make that, it’s like the sexiest form a diabetes that you can get”

Laughing hysterically you both rocked back and forth on the seats, bumping into each other and at some point placing your guys arms around the others waist to keep steady… well as steady as two drunks could be.

“We should go” Bucky just nodded at your statement and stood up, then toppling over. Laughing so hard that your sides hurt you helped him up and only started to laugh more as he put his arm out for you to kiss, which you did happily.

You guys went back to the tower laughing and being drunk buffoons that irritated the crap out of the taxi driver. Finally getting into the tower you helped him to his room considering you were his crutch and his ability to walk was almost none existent on his own at the moment.  

Going into his room you helped him into bed were he tossed his shirt off to the floor and crawled into bed, taking off his pants and shoes following the shirt. He looked up to you with his big blue eyes and gave a small grin, “You should crawl in and well tell stories and cuddle”

Catching you off guard your face turn a thousand different shades of red. You wanted to, you wanted to so bad but you knew it wasn’t right, “That’s not a good idea” He looked to you confused and hurt, like a sad puppy. “We’re both drunk” you slightly slurred not meaning to but proving your point. “Drunk and cuddling make babies and we don’t need a baby right now”

Bucky chuckled and put a hand out toward you, you placed your hand in his, “Our baby would be cute and amazing. They’d be the smartest assassian baby soldier things man and human kind would ever seen”

Laughing and blushing you nodded “It would.” You leanded down and kissed his cheek and squeezed his hand. “Night Buck”

“Night Y/n”

The next morning you woke up with one of the worst hangovers you’ve ever had, coming in second to the time you and Thor had a drinking contest. Washing up and trying to look your best with as little work as possible you headed downstairs to the kitchen to get something that could ease your head and stomach.

Thankfully no one was in sight and it was completely quite. You grabbed a glass and filled it with water, taking some pills you stood there with your back to the open. Seconds later, in the middle of your deep breathing to help relax, a pair of arms wrapped around your waist and did a quick squeeze.

You let out a little squeak and when the person let you go you turned around surprised to see Bucky. “Bu…Bucky?” He gave you a little smile though he was obviously embarrassed.

“Sorry, just … thought it was a good way to start the day” He said and started to stretch his arms out. That’s when you realized he had on no shirt, you could see every flex, every muscle, every ton…. He was doing your turn ons. He had to be, he never came downstairs unless he was dressed for the day, and affection, psh he never showed that.

Not wanting to call him out you didn’t say anything, though now you wanted to play along. Maybe this was the sign that you were wanting last night, this was him making his move. Then again, he was hungover to so it could just be that… still, you were going to try.

You laughed and bit down a little on the corner of your lip, as you blushed a bit. He watched your expression and couldn’t help but be turned on a bit. “You’re right, it is” You slid your hand down his arm as you walked by to the counter with your water and grabbing a banana. He watched you walk away, adding that extra umph to your step. “So… you slept well last night?”

He followed you to the table after grabbing a cup of coffee. “Could have slept better” He looked from his coffee to you and gave a wink. You started to giggle a bit.

You got up and tossed away the banana peel and washed your hand. Going back over to the table you stopped in front of Buck. He looked up to you and your hands went to his hair, running up and down his head. “You’re hairs so soft” You said still playing with it. He must have enjoyed it because a small moan fell from his lips.

“Oh Y/n” He stood up quickly and picked you up, pushing you against the closest wall. He looked you in your y/e/c eyes and grinned. “You’re teasing me” You just bit you lip in response. “I thought I was supposed to do that to you”

“Then do it” He smashed his lips against yours. It was a manic rampage of passion and need. He hiked you up and you wrapped your legs around his waist. He pulled apart from your lips and a pout came across your face. He moved his lips to your neck and started to nip at it. “Oh Bucky”

“Oh! Woah!! We have bedrooms for this exact reason” Tony stated as him, Sam, and Steve walked in laughing.

“So that’s why you missed our morning run, Buck?” Sam asked and started to nod his head and laugh. “Good reason, good reason”

Buck let you slide down from him but kept his hands on your waist and he stared at you with a huge smile. “Yeah, I think so” He placed a kiss on your lips and smiled into it. You couldn’t help but smile back, he was definitely worth the wait.