of course i wanna be your girlfriend

The Great Plan

Originally posted by justjensenanddean

This is for @curliesallovertheplace​ Curlies Celebration Challenge. I chose the prompt ‘What if Dean wants to end things with his significant other’.

Characters: Y/n, Dean, Sam, OC Annabelle 

Pairing: Dean x Y/n (GENDER NEUTRAL)

Warnings: Mainly fluff, cheating?? It’s not proper cheating, but…I don’t know, more fluff. Basically it’s a load of fluff with the teeniest bit of angst, but it doesn’t last. 

Word Count: 1482

Summary: Dean and Y/n come up with a plan to get rid of a certain someone, who isn’t wanted, but doesn’t get the message.

A/N: Ok, so just some fluff for y’all. Not much else. Hope u like it!!

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He was sick of her, to be honest. Sick of all of it. She was annoying. Whiney. Shrill. Irritating.

Fuck, he had no idea why he was with her in the first place.

Sure, she was hot. That was the initial attraction.

But for some reason, she never got the hint and continued coming back.

She even followed him to the bunker and ever since then, she’d practically moved in.

Sam hated her.

She was a bitch. Straight up bitch.

She was obnoxious, selfish and the worst person he’d met.

The only redeeming quality she had was the fact that she accepted the fact that Dean was a hunter.

Other than that, she was the worst person Sam had ever met.

Dean had no idea how to get out of it.

She was ok in bed, but other than that, he hated her.

Well, maybe not hated. But she wasn’t someone he planned on knowing and he just wished she’d go away.

He’d tried to let her down gently, but she called him silly and treated him like a child, refusing to leave.

He’d stopped sleeping with her almost a month ago, hoping it’d drive her away, but she was still as cheery and annoying as ever.

He needed to get rid of her.

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It’s A Small World After All

Valentine’s Day Special #1

Pair : Jensen Ackles x Reader

7. You’ve never had a valentine in your life but your best friend wants to break that curse. She forces you out to a club/party and tries to find you a guy to spend the rest of the night with. But she fails when almost every guy there is either taken or a total fuck boy. Until she bumps into an old friend. Small world.

Requested by anon. 

Warning : Language. 

Word Count : 1,913

“Come on, smile!” Aria, your best friend nudged your side. “At least pretend like you’re having a good time.”

You watched as she took a swig of her drink, eyes glancing around the crowded bar.

“I-I just want to go home.” You muttered. Gently playing with your straw, feeling as though the night was nothing more than a waste.

“Look, we can go home after you meet your soul mate.” She smirked. “Or a one night stand mate.”

You rolled your eyes, adjusting yourself on the stool.

“Seriously Aria, it’s just not gonna happen.”

“With that attitude it won’t.” Aria leaned on her elbows and sighed. “Look, I made you a promise, and I don’t want to let you down.”

“Hey, you won’t ever let me down.” You stated. “But let’s face it, we aren’t-”

You were interrupted with cold drink running down your leg that was spilt from the dunk guy beside you.

“Shit! I’m sorry!” He slurred his words.

Taking the only napkin you had, you began to dab the liquid, growing annoyed.

The stranger was able to get a better look at you, and with all the alcohol in his system, he felt confident.

“Or maybe I’m not sorry.” He began. “Shit, I shoulda spilled my drink on you a long time ago. Damn you’re so fine.”

You only flashed a soft smirk, still not responding.

“What’s your name sweetheart?” He asked, hovering over you. “Do you maybe wanna get out of here? Have some fun.”

Clenching your jaw tightly, you glanced at aria, who knew exactly what you were thinking.

“Hey buddy, how about you stop hitting on MY girlfriend and go find someone who is too drunk to care about your ten dollar haircut.” She snarled, with a shitty grin plastered on to her face.

But of course, the guy was too out of it, he only focused on the word girlfriend.

“Wait, you two are lesbians?” He asked.

“Yes, so you’re definitely not needed here.” Aria continued.

The stranger tapped his friends shoulder, catching his attention. “Dude, these girls are fucking lesbians! That’s so fucking hot!”

You let out a sigh, growing impatient with the drunk. It was obvious you weren’t interested, but he didn’t care.

“How about you two make out, prove your lesbians.” The friend smiled.

Aria propped up to her feet, her shitty grin not once faltering. “Or how about you two make out. Give us one hell of a show.”

“We aren’t gay!” The friend cackled.

“Oh come on! It’s 2017! You don’t have to be gay to kiss someone of the same gender.” She exclaimed. “Come on, just stick your tongue in his mouth, it’d be so hot.”

The guys slowly took a step back, shaking their heads. “We have to meet up with the rest of our party.”

“Aw okay, well have fun!”

The boys turned without another word, obviously feeling uncomfortable of the situation.

You however couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

“Fuck, they were annoying.” Aria exhaled.

“Yeah, this bar seems to be filled with those kind of guys.” You stated.

Aria let out a long sigh, feeling defeated. “Fine, we can go.”

Your eyes lit up, the moment you have been waiting for. To finally go home.


“Yeah. It’s obvious you don’t want to be here. And these dip shits aren’t worth shit, so let’s just go.”

You pulled her in for a quick hug, flashing a soft smile. “Thanks for trying though.” You said.

The both of you started for the door, pushing passed the crowd, and forcing your way through.

But as you we’re just about to open the door, the door swung open and immediately you ran straight into broad shoulders. Almost knocking you off your feet.

“Shit!” You yelped, trying to stable yourself.

Suddenly, you felt an arm loop around your waist, keeping you steady.

“What the hell man! Watch where you’re going!” Aria exclaimed. “You okay?”

Before you could respond, the stranger apologized profusely, looking over you to make sure he hadn’t hurt you.

As your eyes met, you felt your breath hitch to the back of your throat. He was beautiful beyond belief. With taunting emerald green eyes, and lips so full, you could only imagine just how soft they were.

“I-I’m fine.” You whispered.

Aria glanced at the stranger, and immediately her anger subsided.
“Jensen?!” She said with her brows raised.

The stranger looked up to your friend, a smile growing by the second. “Aria!” His arm left your waist, and he pulled your best friend into him. Giving her a quick hug.

“Holy shit! Long time no see.” She chuckled. “You look good!”

Jensen shrugged, “aw thanks.” He said. “How’ve you been? I haven’t seen you since Mackenzie’s eighteenth birthday party!”

“I’ve been great! Just been working, what about you?! I see the show has been doing great.”

You stood there awkwardly, as they went back and forth. Your eyes couldn’t help but glance at Jensen. There was just something about him that made so captivated.

“Shit, this is my best friend Y/N.” Aria said, interrupting your thoughts. “Y/N this is an old friend, Jensen Ackles.”

You slipped your hand into his, and immediately you felt chills cover you.

“Nice to meet you.” He smiled, his voice creating your legs to shake.

“You too.” You forced out.

His gaze held yours for what seemed like forever. Almost giving the illusion that you two were alone.

That was until someone cleared their throat. Breaking the trance.

“Crap, this is my brother Jared and his wife Gen.” he muttered.

“Hi, nice to meet y'all.” Jared smirked.

“You girls want to join us?” Jensen asked. “I mean, it’d be nice to catch up and stuff.”

Aria glanced at you, then back to her old friend. “Actually we were just about to-”

“We’d love to.” You blurted out. “I-I mean the nights still young.”

Aria chuckled to herself, shrugging her shoulders.

“Let’s drink!” She exclaimed.


(A couple hours later)

A few drinks in, and you could feel your lips start to tingle and your mind begin to haze.

You sat there, listening to some great stories from the set, and getting to know the boys and Gen, who you absolutely adored. She was completely amazing with her quirkiness and kind heart.

Aria seemed to have a great time as well, catching up with Jensen and cracking jokes with Jared.

But even with all the fun and chaos, you caught yourself glancing at Jensen, and even slightly flirting with cute little remarks and facial expressions. It was hard to contain it.

Jensen felt himself slowly gravitate toward you. The way you smiled, and laughed and talked, drew him in and he didn’t want it to end.

“Come on, let’s go dance!” Gen pulled at Jared’s arm.

He only chuckled and did as he was told. Following his wife to the dance floor, leaving you with Jensen and Aria.

“So before we bumped into each other-” Jensen teased. “What were you girls doing?”

“Actually, we were here to find a valentine for Y/N!” Aria blurted.

You shot her a glare, pursing your lips. But she wasn’t paying attention.

“She has never had a valentine in her life.” She continued.

“Okay, thanks for making me look pathetic!” You forced a chuckle.

Jensen flashed a smile, seeing you grow embarrassed was somehow adorable to him.

“Well, I’ll be your valentine.” He said, still holding his gaze on you.

For a second, you froze. Until aria nudged your side.

“Y-You don’t have to.” You exhaled. “Don’t want you to feel obligated or anything.”

Jensen let out a laugh, as he began to shake his head. “Trust me, if I didn’t want to, I wouldn’t have suggested it.” He winked.

“Well shit! Now that she has a valentine, I need to go find one.” Aria cackled. “I’ll be back.”

Before you could even think of a response, she was gone. Now you were alone, with Jensen.

“Can I just say, you’re really beautiful.” Jensen said with a soft smile playing on his lips.

You looked up at him, feeling your stomach flutter from the compliment. He was buzzed, obviously it was just the alcohol, right? Whatever it was, you didn’t want to ruin it.

Who knows when you’ll ever see him again.

“You’re not so bad yourself.” You stated.

Something overcame you. Maybe it was the way he looked at you, or the way he made you feel. But somehow, you felt a spark ignite in you and suddenly, you leaned over the table and crashed your lips to his.

His hands tangled into your hair, pulling you in closer. Tasting you with his tongue.

All at once, everything around you seemed to fade into the distance.

It was perfect, like a scene from a movie. You didn’t want it to stop. And maybe you wouldn’t have, if it weren’t for Jared.

“Okay! Get a room you too!” He exclaimed.

You jumped back into your seat, feeling the heat radiate off you as you began to grow with embarrassment.

Jensen couldn’t help but giggle behind his hand. Most likely feeing the same thing you did.

“I mean, that was hot but not sure how other people feel about it.” Jared continued to tease.

“Shut up.” Jensen cackled.

“Usually, id take the girl out to dinner first.” Jared shrugged. “Just saying.”

Jensen glanced at you, his cheeks aching from smiling so much. “Want to dance?” He asked, ignoring his best friends comments.

“Sure.” You smiled.

His hand slipped into yours, and lead you to the dance floor. His body pressed against yours as your bodies began to sway with the music.

“Sorry about that.” He muttered.

“It’s okay!” You chuckled. “Jareds funny.”

Jensen shrugged, “eh, don’t tell him that. Or he’ll never stop.”

As the song went on, you were both lost in each other. The way his body felt against yours felt like you had finally found the missing puzzle piece. It fit perfectly.

“Sorry for kissing you.” You exhaled.

He scrunched his brows together, looking into your eyes. “Don’t be sorry for that.” He said. “Trust me, you can kiss me whenever you want.”

There it was again, that same spark you had back at the table.

“So I was thinking-” Jensen drawled out.

“Oh yeah? Don’t think too hard, don’t want to hurt yourself.” You teased.

Jensen chuckled to himself. “So I was thinking maybe I can take you out tomorrow?”

You swallowed hard, looking for bluff.

“Like on a date.” He continued. “I know we just met, but for some reason, I want to keep getting to know you.”

Your stomach was fluttering so much, it was begging to ache a bit. But you held on to every word, locking your gaze on his face.

“There’s just something about you Y/N. And I really don’t want to go on with my life thinking what if.” He stated. “So, would you like to go out tomorrow?”

Without a word, you propped up on to your toes and gently pecked his lips.

As you slowly pulled away, Jensen couldn’t help but smirk. Fluttering his eyes open.

“So is that a yes?” He chuckled.

Giggling along with him, you nodded. “Yes, I’d love too.”

The song continued playing in the background, making Jensen pull you in closer. His scent being the only thing you breathed in.

“Happy Valentine’s Day.” He whispered.

Or Else I'll Argue With You

Fic Request: Stiles and Lydia are fighting and the rest of the pack purposefully lock them in a closet to sort their differences. Stydia make up with apologies and smutty closet sex in the midst of the packs return

Rating: MA

Genre: Smut, Romance, Established Relationship

Author: eyasilvers

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attention | tommy shelby

all three brothers like the reader but she only has eyes for tommy

Originally posted by call-me-winter-soldier

Throwing the gun on the side, you threw your head back and groaned. Tommy had bothered you all day, making sly remarks about John and Arthur liking you. Tommy knew full well that you only had eyes for him. You’d never admitted it to him, but it was blatantly obvious that you felt something towards Tommy. It was the reason you decided to join the business. You wanted to be close to Tommy, be with him when you could and hope that maybe he would fall in love with you.  

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anonymous asked:

Can you write number 16 with ethan?

Ethan drabble #4

a/n- i combined this with another request!

“You’re a very different drunk than i thought you’d be,” Ethan mused as you clung to his bicep, the heels you wore to the club were killing you.

You gasped, bringing your hand to rest over your chest, “Well that’s just rude!”

He chuckled as he opened the door to the truck and helped you in, you made sure to wink at him before he closed the door.

Ethan had been your bestfriend for years which was why your girlfriends called him after you ended up having one too many shots during girls night. Of course he jumped out of bed, not caring that it was almost four in the morning and sped to the club.

You aimlessly scrolled through Instagram, liking picture after picture as Ethan drove, the quiet hum of the radio as the only noise. You shifted in your seat to face him, making sure your seatbelt still stayed on.

“Wanna know a secret?” You whispered.

Ethan smiled, eyes still on the road, “Sure babe.”

You giggled, “I love when you call me that, but anyways, you know how you have fan accounts on Instagram?”

He nodded, fearing that one of his fans said something mean to you.

“Well, earlier I found one dedicated to us! I can’t remember the user, i’ll look for it later, but it was sweet so I followed it and it’s filled with cute pictures of us! There’s like old ones from high school prom and you know what? I ship us! We’d be a good couple, don’t you think?”

Ethan was in shock after your drunken ramble, he’s had feelings for you since middle school and he had no idea you felt the same. Too bad you were drunk.

He shook his head at you, “God, I hate that you’re not going to remember any of this in the morning.”

You yawned as you closed your eyes, “I’ll still remember that I love you in the morning.”

Crave You [Cat/Kara]

Fandom: Supergirl
Rating: Explicit

Just another one shot I’ve been thinking about for months. Hope you enjoy! Here on A03.


Cat nearly lost it in a fit of giggles, her attempts to open another bottle of whiskey failing impressively as the toaster crashed to the floor.

“Shhhh!” Kara scolded, covering her own mouth as she grabbed the wall, doubled over, squinting back tears.

“Why are you shushing me?” Cat slurred. “No one else is here.”

“But the neighbors,” Kara whined, scooping up the appliance with both hands, holding it out of reach as Cat hopped in front of her, trying to steal it back. “What’re you doing? You wanna make toast?”

“I could go for toast,” the older woman sassed. “Maybe toast is my favorite thing to eat while drunk, did you ever consider that?”

“No, because I know your favorite thing is ice cream, and that’s why there’s a pint of mint chip waiting for you in the freezer.”

“There is?” Cat gasped, letting her girlfriend return the toaster to its proper home before lacing her arms around her neck. “Really? You did that for me?”

“Of course,” Kara smirked, placing a soft kiss to the tip of her tiny nose. “Plus, it’s my favorite drink food too. Drunk. Drunk food, not drink…”

“I see,” Cat narrowed her eyes, letting her bottom lip puff out, slipping it across the younger woman’s pout. “Are you saying…you’re also inebriated, Kara Danvers?”

“Hmmm,” Kara looked up to the ceiling, adjusting her glasses, as if there was any doubt. “You could say that.”

“Say it,” Cat demanded. “Say ‘inebriated.’”

“Ineb…no! No, I’m not playing this game again with you, Cat. You’re too…” Kara swallowed, following fingers as they walked themselves down the outline of her cleavage. “…too good at this.”

“Fine,” she whispered innocently. “Then what kind of game are you willing to play?”

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I Was Younger Then....

Originally posted by blueshirt-x

Pairing: Kirk x reader

Warnings: angst, a little bit of language 

Words: 3601

A/N: So, I’m back! I’ve been struggling with life, and at some point, I lost all inspiration to write. It’s slowly coming back now, and I’m thrilled to be writing again. As of today, there are 600 of you incredible people who follow me, and I’m so incredibly flattered. Thank you all so much. 

This story was inspired by Ed Sheeran’s new song, Castle On The Hill and I am thinking I will do a second part, if people want one.

One big shoutout to my beta and best friend, @childoftimeandmagic for continually putting up with my self-doubt and intense criticism of my own work. Thanks for always encouraging me to get things out there.

Captain James Tiberius Kirk was the last man off the Enterprise when it docked, a fact he was highly agitated about. For the first time in years, he was going home during his shore leave, and he couldn’t wait to get on the road. Memories of his years there flooded his mind, his best friend and first love prominent in most of them.

He was six years old. His stepfather had been yelling again, so he and his brother snuck out of the house. George and his friends were playing some silly tag game, and he had raced after them, trying to keep up. That was when he tripped over a root in the ground, a loud snap accompanying the sharp pain that shot up his leg when it bent in a funny angle. He had been rushed to the hospital, where his leg was wrapped in a cast, forcing him to spend the rest of the summer watching his friends from the sidelines.

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angelandfaith  asked:

hi cori u should talk about faith/buffy aus!! have any bouncing around in your brain that u wanna share??

oh of course! i have plenty of canon-divergent AUs in my head (i love the canon divergent because they get to still be the slayers), a couple of which i’m gonna try to get written for fuffy day. like - faith and buffy meet in la during buffy’s time as anne or faith and buffy get together during homecoming or the ever-brilliant and desirable faith comes back during btvs s6 and helps buffy find herself again.

then there’s the college roommates enemies to friends to lovers AU that @bisexualbuffy and i (just barely) started writing before she went to college and got. like. busy in real life.

so basically the idea is that buffy, against giles’ recommendations, leaves the state for college and ends up in boston. who else is in boston? you guessed it! our girl faith! so the slayers instantly have a tension between them that they mistake for hatred….plus they’re both stressed trying to hide their identity from the other. we get wacky hijinks, unexplained injuries, belligerent sexual tension…and then when they realize what the other is we get comforting. mutual respect and understanding. the slow realization that they’re falling in love with each other. then, of course, smoochies! 

Wake Up, Sunshine

Not entirely sure as to what this is but I was sleepy so I just did this. I should probably make a masterpost hm? oops, I’ll do it later. Thanks for reading pals!
“Wake Up, Sunshine”

(or the one where Harry’s girl hates being woken up early and Harry’s just so in love)

Harry absolutely loves mornings.

Especially those warm morning where he doesn’t get woken up by the blaring alarm by his ear. He loves the mornings where a familiar warm body is pressed into his chest, light snores in his ear, legs sprawled on his own causing blissful shudders to shake his shoulders. He loves the hands sleepily wandering his torso, he even loves the long hair in his mouth from the girl who’s head is tucked into his neck.

Harry doesn’t know what to expect every night when they fall asleep. He thinks that’s the best part of falling in love with her. Usually, his girl and him end up in the same position at night after a couple minutes of exchanging words about their day. She rests her head on his shoulder with an arm draped over his torso, leg latched to his hip. It takes her a while to fall asleep but with one of Harry’s hands on her lower back, rubbing circles into her hot skin (that slowly makes its way down to her bum), she’s gone to dreamland in before Harry.

However, when they wake up, it’s a different story. He doesn’t know whether his beautiful girl will be next him, on top of him, or laying face first on the floor because of how much she tosses around in her sleep. He’s often forced awake in the middle of the night due to the small girl smacking her arm across his face or kneeing him where he shouldn’t be kneed while desperately searching for the right position. Usually, he finds it amusing with the exception of the day he found her bum pressed directly to his crotch.

Today, Harry opens his eyes to find a tuft of hair in his face, mouth, nose, basically everywhere. Her head is resting on Harry’s collarbone, hand fisting the material of his thin shirt, breathing heavily as if her nose is blocked. Her mouth is slightly open causing warm air to hit Harry’s goosebumps on his skin.

Now, Harry has learned his lesson from the numerous times he has found himself in this unfortunate situation. He’s far too smart to push her away all together (mainly because of the terrible mood she’s in when she’s awoken too early) and takes a couple seconds to remove the hair from his mouth. With a gentle hand under her chin, he slowly maneuvers her head back onto her own pillow.

This movement causes the girl to whine from the back of her throat, eyebrows scrunching up more than they already do when she sleeps. Her head lifts up from the pillow, hair sticking to the fabric as her sleepy eyes blink open. Her eyes search for Harry’s and when she finds his wide orbs, her expression grows annoyed.

Harry should be swearing under his breath, devising ways to calm her down before she explodes on him. He can probably sing her back to sleep or apologize profusely to her, however the sight in front of him is too precious of him to forget. He decides it’s okay to let her be cranky this morning.

Her drowsy eyes are half open, cheeks puffed out, and a mark running down her face from the little bulging patterns on Harry’s shirt. Her mouth is fully pouted, with her bottom lip jutting outwards significantly, resembling a young school girl who simply does not want to go to school. All in all, she looks irritated at Harry for waking her up and by the way her frown only deepens, the boy knows he’s in for an earful.

“Good morning, petal,” he begins, a fond smile growing on his lips when his pretty girl rubs her eye with a sweater paw. She yawns and stretches her limbs before returning her exasperate gaze on her smitten boyfriend.

The first words she utters are: “Why am I awake?”

Harry breathlessly laughs and moves his body closer to hers, taking her face in his hands. He gently caresses her cheeks with the pads of his thumb and stares into her sleepy eyes, the grin on his lips only deepening his dimples. He places his own head against her neck, brushing his lips against her skin, mumbling, “I might have woken you up.”

A few seconds go by of Harry simply dotting random kisses to his beautiful girl’s skin and she tosses her head back, demanding more from his mouth. “I wanted to sleep in today,” she murmurs.

Harry steals a glance at the clock. “It’s already 11:20, my love.”

“Didn’t wanna be awake in the morning,” she insists with a slight whine to her voice, suddenly fed up with his attention. “It’s Sunday.”

She places her open palms on his chest and shoves him away. Before Harry can grab her hands and pin them to the mattress, like he always does whenever she pushes him away, she turns her back to him and places the blanket over her head.

“Harsh,” Harry notes when the girl shuffles away from his warmth.

“Shouldn’t have woken me up,” she shoots back in a muffled voice and Harry is quick to catch her teasing tone.

Harry’s not having it today. He doesn’t have the studio booked today and he doesn’t have anymore secret photo shoots to attend behind her back. It’s the first pleasant morning in a couple weeks so is it really a crime to want a cuddle from his girl?

So Harry places one leg over hers and forces an arm under her waist, connecting his other hand across her stomach. His smart little girl comprehends what he’s about to do her hands immediately fly to his arms, trying to pry them apart. Harry—!“

He swiftly tugs her entire body into his chest, tightening his grasp around her, tangling his legs further into hers. There’s no escape when she’s in this position and they both are aware of it.

"Not in the mood for this,” she grumbles.

Harry comes to the realization that he simply does not like her lips in a hard line so he begins to break her down. He wets his lips and presses them to the corner of her mouth, pecking the skin repeatedly. “I’m sorry pet. Didn’t mean to wake you up but now you can cuddle with me more.”

Harry feels her jaw clench which causes a smirk to grow on his lips because he knows she’s trying to cover a smile. Her witty reply is, “When I agreed to date you, you didn’t say you were such a cuddle monster.”

Harry hums from the back of his throat, delighted that the dark cloud has lifted. “I wouldn’t say monster, pet. That makes me sound terrible.”

She doesn’t reply after that and Harry knows she hasn’t fallen back asleep. Instead of releasing her, he begins to press sponges kisses to her jaw and neck. The girl engulfed in his limbs lets out a low sigh and relaxes further into his arms when he drags his lips to the sweet spot right below her ear lobe. Harry’s heart soars.

A couple seconds go of Harry simply taking advantage of his beautiful girl’s vulnerable state by pressing his lips to every thrilling spot her knows: her temples, the sides of her nose, the hollows of her neck etc…

Finally, the girl huffs and turns around to face him. She loops her arm around his neck and presses her entire body into his chest. Harry feels her breath on his neck again when he says, “Not fair, Harry.”

“What’s not fair, my love?” Harry ignores the grammatical error and speaks in a small voice.

“You’re doing all this sweet stuff to make my mood lighter,” she says.

Harry places his massive hand on her back and rubs slowly causing a moan of approval to fall from her lips. Her hand tightens on his chest as she flutters her eyes open. She glances up at Harry and smiles lazily. “It’s working.”

Harry hums and bends down, pressing his lips sweetly to hers. He continues rubbing her back, gingerly drawing her in. It’s a small kiss because who actually has the strength to French kiss in the morning. That’s disgusting anyways, he thinks. As he feels his girlfriend kiss him back, he smirks and pulls away without a word. His eyes aren’t open but he can practically hear her pout.

“Wasn’t done kissing you.”

Harry knows her eyes are wide and her lower lip bitten. He knows her cheeks have flushed and her eyebrows have drooped with disappointment.

“I’ll kiss you more once we’ve both brushed our teeth,” Harry smiled.

He feels a hand on his chest and a weight as she pushes herself upwards. He opens his eyes and watches her grab a hair tie and her glasses from the side table. She forces her hair in a bun and pushes the glasses so they’re perched on the bridge of her nose. The frames are too big for her small face, however she had insisted at the optician at she wanted those and none other. Her exact words were something like “If i’m gonna be unattractive from now on, I wanna make the best out of it.”

Of course Harry punished her with kisses once they reached home.

His small girlfriend limps over to the closet, which causes Harry to frown in guilt, grabbing one of Harry’s old t-shirts.

“Ah ah, that’s not yours to wear,” Harry pipes.

She turns around and pushes her glasses up. “You woke me up early, I get to do whatever I want.”

It seems logical so Harry lets it slide and watches her trudge into the bathroom, admiring her legs and the way she walks on her heels, not letting her toes feel the cold floor. His girlfriend is honestly a 5 year old and he bloody loves it.

Harry realizes he’ll probably go through this hassle everyday he’s with her and after a couple minutes of staring longingly at the bathroom door, he comes to the conclusion that he wouldn’t want it any other way.

isnotaband-isanidea  asked:

Request for the family au!! Who gives the "birds and bees" talk and who does the body changes one? Does auntie Allura advices Pidge on her female issues? Who has the rebel phase first? Who brings a date first? I want to see Sheith handdling teenagers

HAHHA the birds and the bees. Hoboy. They wanted to split it up but they decided to have a “Family Meeting.” [The Voltron Family]

Hunk: What’s the meeting about? *nervous* I admit, I stole some cookies the other night, but other than that I’m clean! *hands in defense*
Keith: You what?! I just baked those! 
Lance: I may or may have not watched television in the living room at 1am! To be fair, it wasn’t my fault Stripperella was in that time slot!!
Shiro: You watch Stripperella??? *in disbelief*
Keith: On Jack TV????? That.. that… *fumes* STRIPPER?!!
Lance: Ah! *points* So you know of it, Daddy Keith!
Keith: *throws hands in the air* Of course I know of it!! But that’s not the point. *looks at Shiro and says weakly* Our son watches that damn show. Oh my god. Where did we go wrong? *sobs into his hands*
Shiro: *smiles weakly* Guess this family meeting is a bit appropriate then.
Hunk: Wait, before that, shouldn’t Pidge admit something too?
Pidge: *sighs* I may have hacked Daddy Shiro’s laptop because I wanted to get a photo of him and Daddy Keith for my project.
Shiro: You what? *scandalized*
Pidge: You were at the hospital and I was desperate! I just found photos from our Japan trip last year though. You keep them all organized. It’s so cute, Daddy Shiro. Even have cute file names.
Hunk: *nudges Pidge* Oh oh oh! Like what?
Pidge: Keith looking so adorable while holding Pidge’s hand on their way to Tokyo Metropolitan Tower dot jpeg.
Lance: *laughs* Oh my god!
Keith: *eyes Shiro* That was very descriptive. *smug*
Shiro: *gapes* *shakes head* Alright. Enough about this. We’ll go back to your crimes later because we need to discuss something more important.

So they began discussing it and it’s so awkward and the teens just had their jaws dropped like “Oh my god I can’t believe our dads are having this talk with us” They were just so quiet while Shiro and Keith began explaining.

Keith: And Pidge, if ever there’s like um, blood—
Pidge: Blood? Why would—
Shiro: There’s this thing called menstruation and it’s supposed to happen to all the girls when they reach a certain age. What we’re trying to say is, if you see some blood in your underwear then you need to inform me or your Daddy Keith and we’ll tell you what to do. Don’t panic if it happens because it’s normal during puberty.
Pidge: *raises an eyebrow* *eyes widens* Now I’m scared for this blood.
Lance: That does sound scary though. *places hand on Pidge’s shoulder* RIP, Pidge. It was nice knowing you.
Keith: Which is why I have placed sanitary napkins in your bathroom cupboard. I don’t know if you’ve seen it but I bought them last week and placed it there–In case it happens, you will need those.
Shiro: I’m actually quite amazed you sound so calm, Keith.
Keith: She’s our child. Who else would teach her these things? *to Pidge* In case it happens when Daddy Shiro and I are not around, I’ll teach you later in your room, okay?
Pidge: *nods* Yeah, okay. Am I supposed to bring one around in case it happens when I’m in school?
Shiro: Yeah, best you should. And you might experience some pain.
Hunk: *gasp* PAIN?? *hugs Pidge* Oh, Pidge! You don’t deserve this! 
Pidge: I’m already starting to dislike this menstruation thing. D8<
Keith: *laughs* Don’t worry. All the females hate it, too.

It wasn’t a surprise to everyone except to Keith that Lance would be the very first one to bring a girl home. To. Eat. Dinner. With. The. Family. 

Keith: *whispers* HE BROUGHT A GIRL!!!
Shiro: *raises an eyebrow* He’s 17, Keith. It think that’s pretty normal. *chuckles* Well, not to the both of us since we’re–
Keith: *hisses* Not the point, Shirogane! I’m going to talk to her.
Shiro: Keith, you’re not even sure if they’re—

Keith: Hi, sweetheart. I’m Lance’s Dad. Do you mind walking with me in the gardens?
Girl: Yeah, sure! *smiles*
Keith: So, what are your intentions with my son?
Girl: *blinks* What?
Keith: Are you just friends? Are you his girlfriend or what?
Girl: Uh… *nervous* I may have a crush on him?
Keith: Ah, a crush. *nods* I see. That’s cute. 
Girl: *blushes* He is cute. I mean, Lance.
Keith: *nods impatiently* Of course, he’s cute. He’s my child. But you see, you might wanna reconsider some stuff here. 
Girl: Like what?
Keith: *grimace* Lance can’t date until he’s 30.
Lance: *from somewhere* DADDY KEEEEIIIITHHHHHH!!
Keith: *eyes still on the girl* Lance can’t date until he’s 50.

The one who had a rebel phase was… PIDGE. Lmao. Every article of clothing was black, everything was just black and Shiro was so worried about it.

Shiro: About Pidge… *helping Keith doing the laundry*
Keith: Relax. *folds another of Pidge’s black punk-rock band shirts* It’s a normal phase in life of a teenager.
Shiro: But Keith… she’s wearing eyeliner!! And goes around saying “This shirt is so black… like my heart.”
Keith: Need I remind you of your phase way back then in high school? 
Shiro: *cringes* 
Keith: *chuckles* Exactly. Let her find out what she wants. Besides, *shows Shiro Pidge’s MCR shirt* My Chemical Romance is REALLY good. Have to hand it to her. She has taste. I’ll have to tell her that if she’s going to watch one of their concerts, I’m going with her.
Shiro: *scandalized* You’d join her?!
Keith: *shrugs* They’re a great band. Plus, bonding with the kids, Shiro. Know what they love and understand it.  She’ll grow out of it. Maybe. Maybe not. Who knows?
Shiro: *places hand on his temple* I’m having war flashbacks.

AHHAHHAHAHA I’m sorry if this was a bit detailed but omg Shiro and Keith handling teenagers is a bit amusing to me. :))))

pretty fucking cute (leafyishere)

hey guys its been awhile since i written anything (again) and I’m really sorry, but i was just hit by some inspiration so i decided to write.. hope you enjoy :) btw i recently just got into leafyishere about 3 months ago (and this pinecone already has me wrapped around his fucking finger) and i understand not everyone is a fan, but i decided i wanted to begin writing imagines based on him, but i promise he’s not gonna be the only one (i can take any requests) i just decided to make him another one of my focuses 

bold- text messages

warning- cussing, mention of a cyberbully lol

——————————————————————                                       ~~ As your eyes began to open slowly taking in the light of the cold saturday morning, you began to realize where you were. You looked to your left noticing a broad figure lying peacefully. The conners of your lips began to form in a small smile at the thought of being next to him, being able to touch him and feel him next to you and not just see him through the small computer screen.

You and Calvin have been dating for over 6 months now and you’ve never been happier. You were first introduced to Calvin over Youtube, you yourself had created a Youtube channel to be able to express your opinions and not only entertain yourself, but just like Calvin, distract yourself from life’s issues. Most of your content wasn’t as extreme as Calvin’s, but it seemed to get people’s attention and created a great fanbase for you. One day you received a ton of mentions on twitter containing the same link, a leafyishere youtube video. The video was titled “THE MOST AWKWARD GIRL ON YOUTUBE”. When you looked at the thumbnail you just thought to yourself “oh fuck.” First of all you had never seen anything of this youtubers content before, of course you’d heard of him, mainly insults calling him the “cancer of youtube” and second, you knew this was gonna be a disaster because you knew you were super awkward. The reason you were so stumped by the thumbnail was because you could tell it was one of your old videos you had posted when you had first started your channel. The video was meant to be “funny” while you attempted to create a blog while visiting Disneyland with some of your close friends. In the video you would try your hardest to be as funny as you could and would go up to random people and tell them a cheesy pick up line while they in return gave you a face of disgust, it was a MESS. As your mouse hovered over the youtube video you already knew what was coming. Although the video did say some mean things about you, that you didn’t take seriously because you knew the video was cringey af, he did add some pretty cute comments like complimenting your giggle saying “I’m not gonna lie dude that was pretty fucking cute.” As you were finishing watching the video you couldn’t take the obvious smile off your face, his voice was just so endearing to you, you couldn’t seem to hold back a grin. But overall this kid was funny af. You had always enjoyed people with satire humor, because you weren’t one to take things too seriously. You decided to respond to the video so you tweeted him “@y/n: @leafyishere this is honestly one of the funniest videos I’ve ever seen. nice job roasting my cringey ass” Eventually he responded with “@leafyishere: @y/n anytime ;))” After these tweets you both followed each other and started @ing one another on a daily basis both of your fandoms freaking out anytime there were any interaction with the two of you. After some time he eventually got the nerve to dm you and your little heart did flips the minute you got a notification that read “message from @leafyishere: um hi there…” This is the message that then started it all. You both eventually went from twitter dms to texting constantly, then phone and Skype calls on a daily basis, you were both hooked. He always made you smile no matter what, to others he was labeled as a cyberbully and a terrible person, but to you he was the only person who could bring such happiness to your life that you couldn’t go a day without smiling over just the thought of him. Things started getting pretty serious between the two of you, soon enough the both of you expressed your deep feelings for each other and how you both appreciated each other more than anything. He always said he wanted to ask you to be his official girlfriend but it didn’t seem right to do it over the phone, his exact words were “i don’t wanna ask you over the phone though because thats just fucking dumb as shit, i wanna say it to your cute ass face in person.” Time then started to fly by and every time you talked the subject of meeting one another always came up. Distance was basically your cock blocker. He lived in Ohio and you in California so of course it was tough for both you and him to find time with your busy schedules. Nights were the times you always had your free time, but for Calvin he never knew when to take a break and spent all his time trying to make the best videos for his fans. So most of your night texts were you trying to convince him to go to sleep when eventually you couldn’t pry your eyes open any longer and would give in to the sleep and wake up feeling guilty for not staying up with him, to which he always replied saying “its fine, i can’t sleep anyways so might as well do something while I’m up.” Which broke your heart every time. 

With time you and Calvin only seemed to fall harder and harder. He helped you with all your bullshit and you helped him with his. Thats all you both needed. The desire to meet started to build up more and more during all this time, the frustration of not being able to touch and see each other started to become overwhelming. One day you started getting into your feels after watching some of his newest face cams, swooning like crazy, and you texted him curious as to why he hadn’t been relying as much as usual.


“yes cutie?”

“fuck i hate us were so cringey… anyways what are you up to?”

“watching some of your youtube videos…”

“no way i was just doing the same thing”

“you were watching your own videos?”

“no cal i was watching yours you dumbass”

“well shit my bad”

“i wanna see your face”

“uh right now?”

“no next year.. yes right now”

“someones sassy today…i like it”

“so can i see my pinecone now or what?”

“i hate you..and idk baby i kinda wanted to take a nap I’m feeling really exhausted today”


“you seem excited about my nap”

“well duh i care about your health asshole, now stop talking to me and go the fuck to sleep buh bye”

“you’ve been watching my videos way too much you’re starting to become a bully”


“night babygirl”

“night you mug”

Seeing that he was gonna take a nap you decided you could use one yourself, so you laid down and the minute you did, you knocked out. All of a sudden a ringing woke you from your sleep. With your eyes barely open you grabbed your phone and saw you were getting a FaceTime call from Cal. You panicked because you missed him so much and straightened up as much as possible to not look like death and quickly answered. The minute his face popped up on the screen you had a huge smile on your face. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion as you noticed he was in a building with really bright lights. “Wasn’t he suppose to be taking a god damn nap.” you thought to yourself. 

“hi baby”

“hey cal.. where are you? its so bright” you responded with a faint voice due to you just waking up

“aw did i wake you babe? sorry but i just couldn’t wait”

“wait for what?”

instead of saying anything he just flipped the camera on his phone and you noticed lots of people dragging suitcases and many people standing next to baggage claims and thats when it clicked.


“oh yeah”


“no actually I’m about to get on a spaceship right now with pewdiepie because were about to get off of this horrible planet…yes I’m here!”


As this processed through your mind you realized you looked like shit and your place was a mess and he was about 20 mins away. 

“omg i gotta go Cal i need to clean and shit. wHY DIDNT YOU WARN ME?”

“babe don’t stress. its just me. as long as i see you i don’t care about anything else. you could have shit on your walls and i wouldn’t care…okay that was a little too far.”

“ugh fine just get your cute ass here soon”

“yes ma’am”

Once the call ended you ignore what he said and made yourself look decent enough as well as your apartment. Time seemed to go by so damn slow and you waiting impatiently for Cal to arrive. Any car you heard pass by made your heart burst out of your chest. Soon enough you heard a car door close and the wheels of a suitcase make their way to the elevator. As you looked out your window you could see Cal entering the elevator. You couldn’t wait any longer so you ran out of your apartment and stood in front of the elevator doors. As you saw the levels the elevator was passing your nerves started to get the best of you, you were basically shaking from the anticipation. Finally the doors of the elevator opened and there he stood. As he looked up to get out his eyes met yours. You both never broke eye contact as he raced to you and held your face in his soft hands and kissed you like his life depended on it. You wrapped your arms around his neck bringing him as close to you as you could, never wanting any distance to come between you both ever again. As you pulled away to catch your breath, he followed your lips groaning at the loss of contact.

“i need to breath Cal” you giggled while placing your forehead on his. 

“sorry i can’t contain myself, I’ve wanted to do that for so long and now that I’ve gotten a taste i don’t thing ill ever want to stop.”

You giggled as you lightly slapped his chest making him chuckle along with you and adding on “not gonna lie dude that was pretty fucking cute.” causing you to blush more than you already were. You both stood there in the middle of the hall just taking each other in, until you realized you were just standing in the middle of the hall like idiots and walked into your apartment. As you lead him into the apartment you could feel his eyes slowly checking you out from behind and you soon enough felt him slap your butt and say “damn girl you thicc af.” making you laugh once again. Once you settled everything where it needed to be you walked into the kitchen offering him some water, but instead received complete silence. When you looked up you noticed he was leaning against the wall just staring at you with a clear smirk on his face, typical him being a tease. 



“why are you staring, its not nice to stare cal”

“hmm well then i must be evil because i can’t stop”

“loser” you said with a bright red face, to which he chuckled at.

“i can’t believe I’m here with you.. god I’m so happy right now its ridiculous”

“i can’t believe you flew all the way over here just to see me, and nice job keeping from me you’re usually a terrible liar”

“wow thanks”

“anytime” you stated with a smirk.

Most of the time you spent together on the couch without ever breaking physically contact as if fearing that it wouldn’t last as long as you both wanted it to. You joked around and said cheesy things to each other, to which you both would never admit to actually enjoying. You even had some fun in the bedroom, you had to catch up on EVERYTHING. 

“how long are you staying?” you asked while laying next to him on your bed while he brushed a piece of hair off of your face.

“as long as you want me to stay”

“well in that case your never leaving”

“are you sure you won’t get tired of me?” he laughed pulling you closer to his chest.

“never” you mumbled into his chest 



“can i ask you something?”

“of course whats up?” you looked up at him looking into his eyes.

He stared at you for a while adorning you’re face, letting his mind look over every detail of your face.

“i um, i wanted to do this face to face and now seems like a good time to bring it up..and i know its gonna be really fucking lame but well I’m pretty lame, but thats besides the point… um.. do you maybe wanna… fuck omg I’m so embarrassing…will you be my official girlfriend?” he stumbled saying with a hint of nervousness in his voice.

“are you kidding me? is that even a question? of fucking course i do..why else would i call you my pinecone, that’s a pretty clear hint.”

“god you’re fucking great.” he said with a chuckle.

Although you weren’t certain if he was staying forever or about your future, which seemed legit especially since he even brought his set up to make youtube videos while visiting you, you decided to live in the moment as you both slowly let the serenity take over until you were both sound asleep, that was the one night he slept peacefully, with you by his side.

This was the moment you woke up, realizing your surroundings and seeing his figure lie next to you. You just couldn’t believe it, he was here, it was real, and you weren’t letting go anytime soon. Although the future seemed complicated in figuring out how to manage your relationship with the distance and the busy schedules, you didn’t care at the moment. Right now you had him, right now he was yours, right now nothing could stop you from feeling what you felt for this boy. 

“thank you,” you whispered to the sleeping boy, “thank you for making me feel this way..”

“anytime babygirl, anytime..” 

—————————————————————— holy shit that was bad I’m really sorry, i actually really tried but it just turned out supper cheesy and lame, and i also apologize for any spelling mistakes or any mistakes on the calvin facts, like i said before i just got into his stuff and I’m not too confident on his background. 

but anyways if you have any request PLS don’t hesitate to ask, I’m free for anything and ill try my best:))

xoxo esmi

Shut Up

“CanI request a Lin x reader where he’s uber nervous about SNL and the reader has to kiss him to make him shut up? With 25 and 135 please! Thank you I love your fics! ALSO IF YOU HAVENT WATCHED SNL WITH LIN YET WATCH IT. ITS HILARIOUS.”

To the requester: YES OH MY GOD SNL WITH LIN WAS SO AMAZING LIKE HONESTLY I LEGIT SAID “HE’S SO FUCKING CUTE” IN FRONT OF MY M O T H E R LIKE I LIVED AND DIED FOR SNL LIKE “EVERYBODY COMES BUT NOBODY NUTS” IS THE BEST LINE EVER SAID E V E R but anyway thank you for your request!! I really appreciate it :) (+ hope ya don’t mind I added in some fluff at the beginning) (++ sorry this is so short :() (+++ idk about the ending and I know I always say that but at least I’m being honest)

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Anonymous: A scenario where the boys really want to cuddle with their lover, please. C:

(Whew! This was a long one! ^_^ hope everyone likes it! Part two will be posted soon!)


You and Shu were lying on his warm comfortable bed as the winter season was about to come As he was sleeping, you faced him and gently traced his arm with your fingers. “Heh, perverted woman,” Shu smirked at you. “Why are you looking so lewdly at me?” He asked.

“I’m not, Shu!” You protested. “Well, I guess I was staring at you but I wasn’t being perverted!” With a roll of your eyes, you continued drawing random patterns.

He groaned. “Stop it, do you want me to take you here that bad?” That made you stop quickly. “N-no!” You buried your head in your pillow so he won’t see your blush.

After several seconds of silence, he spoke to you. “It’s cold,” he stated simply. “Yeah, why?” You nodded. “These blankets aren’t enough, (Y/N).” Shu told. You thought for a moment. “I’ll get you another then?” You offered obliviously.

“Tch,” he scoffed. “How can you be so dirty yet so innocent?” You looked at him confused. “Sorry?”

“Cuddle with me.” He commanded you firmly. Your face turned crimson. “E-eh? Right now? But-” he cut you off. “Yes. Stop being so noisy and just do what I say.” Shu yawned.

Of course, you were embarrassed. “Please,” he mumbled softly. “I don’t like winter that much.” To lighten the situation, he added with a smirk. “And I know you want to, too.”

You nodded and hesitantly came closer to him. Effortlessly, Shu cradled you in his arms. “You’re so warm, (Y/N),” he muttered into your hair. “Thanks, I guess?” You couldn’t really understand him. He merely chuckled. Suddenly, the faint coldness of the weather didn’t seem to bother either of you anymore.



You and Reiji were reading books a little before dawn at his room’s large sofa. You were so immersed with your fictional story that you didn’t notice the swift glances he shot at you. He called you, “(Y/N)?” He looked rather flustered.

“Yes, Reiji?” You asked a little distantly as you were still reading some interesting lines. His face tainted a little.

He said something so quickly that you couldn’t understand what he was saying. “Forgive me,” you apologized. “I wasn’t listening. What were you saying, Reiji?” You asked with a pleasant grin.

“(Y/N), would you like to-” he coughed awkwardly. His eyes looking around to find a suitable sentence to form.

Abruptly, he squared his shoulders and took a deep breath; as though he was going to talk to a formal business cooperator. “(Y/N), I would absolutely love it if you’d allow me to hold you in my arms as a sign of affection.” Reiji waited for your answer.

You stared at him as he also stared at you. The awkwardness and tension he omitted made your lips twitch. Finally, you laughed at his serious expression and immediately jumped at him. “Reiji, you adorable idiot!” You giggled. “Of course I wouldn’t mind!”

You pushed yourselves into a lying position and rested on his body as he cradled you.



‘Come on, coward!’ Ayato thought to himself. ‘Just ask her! She’s your girlfriend for crying out loud!’ He looked at your nearly sleeping form. He scratched his head as he debated with himself.

He closed his eyes and quietly groaned. 'You gotta be quick, man! She’s almost gunna sleep!’ Ayato cursed in his mind. 'Damn this! Why do I even wanna comfort her? She needs to be the one who wants to cuddle with Ore-sama!’

He imagined a pair of eyes rolling. 'Dude, no need to be an arrogant prick.’ His other self dismissed. 'Go! It would be nice to actually feel like you really love someone, you know…’ It told him.

Ayato’s teeth clenched and he felt blood rush up to his face. 'Tch! What the hell? Am I blushing? Fine! I’ll go! Stop bothering me.’ He thought in outrage.

He made the decision to poke her and wake her up so he can ask if she wants to cuddle with him. Suddenly, your woke up from your short nap. Your (E/C) eyes meeting his.

You yawned and looked at him. “Was I out long?” You asked and squinted your eyes sleepily. “I can’t sleep properly and I just wanna rest a bit.” You complained.

“Hey, (Y/N)-” he began saying.

Before he could get three words in, you cut him off. “Yo, Ayato, can I ask a favor?” You said innocently. He nodded with his eyes instantly averted. You grinned innocently. “Awesome! Can I hug you while I sleep?” You didn’t care if you were blunt. You simply thought it would be nice if you two did a but more sweet things.

His eyes brightened and he immediately responded. “Yeah! That would be great!” Eagerly, he nodded. He regained his composure though, “Be happy Ore-sama is willing to do this, (Y/N)!” Ayato haughtily said. “Not every boyfriend can be as perfect as Ore-sama!”

“Shut up.” You whispered as you dozily drifted off to a slumber. Making sure you had a comfortable place somewhere in his arms.

Party Fun -  Dylan O’Brien Smut

The music was pounding through the house, all you could see is people grinding on one another. The smell of alcohol drifting through the air, empty cups every where. I hate parties, I’m not one to drink and I am not one to dance around like a slut. The only reason why I’m here is because my best friend Lizzy dragged me here.

I walk toward the kitchen hoping they have something to drink besides alcohol. A group of guys stood around the keg placed in the corner of the room, and one of them just happened to catch my eye, Dylan. We have never really spoken before but, he is in the majority of my classes and has a tendency to always sit near me. I walked to the fridge, opening it and saw that they had some water, thank the lord. I grab one of the bottles and head toward the back yard, hoping no one was there. As I walked in the direction I could hear Dylan telling his friends that he’d be back. Was he going to follow me to the yard?

The cool air hit my face and I felt like I could actually breathe again. I looked around the area and saw that no one was out here.  I just stood there letting the air caress my body until an arm wrapped around my waist, bring me back to reality. I looked at the hand resting on my waist then to the person it belonged to, it was Dylan. I must admit he was sexy, with his slight stubble, dark jeans, light grey t-shirt, and leather jacket.

“How come you aren’t drinking?” Dylan asked, breaking the silence.

“I don’t really drink, I’ve never really liked the taste of alcohol,” I respond to him.

“Huh, I see. Wanna go sit at the bench over there,” he said taking his hand off my waist and pointing to bench in the corner of the garden surrounded by rose bushes.

“Yeah sure,” I begin to walk toward the bench but Dylan grabs my hand and leads me over there. We sit down on the cold concrete bench and Dylan places his hand on my knee. I stare up at him and he smirks at me.

“You know, Y/N I have had a crush on you since the first day I walked into Mr. Rice’s class and saw you sitting in the front. But, I’ve always been afraid to talk to you, until now that is.” My eyes grow wide at thee words he has said, he looks  away from me sipping at his red solo cup.

“Why?” I ask out of curiosity.

“Why what?” He responds looking back at me, shifting his body so that he was facing towards me.

“Why haven’t you ever talked to me?” Dylan looked down at his hands and cup, hesitating to answer.

“I guess cause I was afraid what you’d say. I thought that you wouldn’t like me because I’m not very smart or because I’m a dork.” I reach my hand over to his and take it in mine.

“Well, you’re wrong.” He looks up at me, at look of shock across his face.


“Because I like you too, I just have a hard time showing my true feelings.” Dylan smiles and scoots closer to me. He sets the solo cup on the ground by his feet. He raise a hand to my cheek and caresses it, his eyes go from my eyes to my lips. “Please, just kiss my already Dylan,” I beg him.

He lunges forward and places his lips on mine, raining his other hand entangling it in my Y/C/H hair. He moves his tongue across my bottom lip, I gladly give him entrance. Our tongues battle for dominance, of course he wins. I shift my body so that I am straddling him, which causes Dylan to let out a groan on to my lips. I start to slowly grind on him, causing us both to groan. I didn’t know I wanted him this badly.

“Do you wanna go find an empty room?” Dylan asks with a husky voice as he parts from my lips. I nod my head fearing how my voice would sound. I get up off of him, he stands from the bench and takes my hand leading me toward the house.

We weaved through the vast amount of people, Dylan’s grip on my hand tightening so that we don’t get separated. He lead me to the upstairs, and four doors down he found a room that wasn’t already occupied. We walked inside the room, shutting the door behind us. Dylan pushed my against the door and attached his lips to mine, kissing my hungrily. His hands move down my body to the hem of my shirt, he parts from me and lifts the shirts over my head. I then grab the hem of his shirt, he smirks at me and takes off his shirt revealing this rock hard abs.

“Shall we go to the bed?” Dylan asks stepping aside. I nod my head biting my lip.

We walk toward the bed, standing at the end of it. I unbutton my jeans letting them fall to the floor, leaving me in a sheer red lace bra and panty set. Dylan’s eyes grow wide at the sight of me, he wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me toward him. I place on hand on his chest and the other on his waist. He lowers his lips to mine, sweetly kissing me. I move my hand from his waist to his crotch, I slowly begin to rub his cock through his jeans. He groans into the kiss, lowering his hand to my my crotch, sliding his hand into my panties rubbing slow circles on my clit. I plant from the kiss and Dylan takes his hand out of my panties.

I walk over to the bed, laying down in the middle. I motion to Dylan to come over here. He unbuttons his jeans sliding them off of him so that they are on the floor. I look of Dylan body, he abs and the clear tent in his boxers. He walks over to me, biting his lip. Dylan moves onto the bed and hovers over me. He lower his lips to my neck, sucking and biting at the skin. I moan softly, he starts to then kiss down my body to my panties. He looks up at me and putts down my panties with his teeth causing my to shudder.

Once my panties are off and discarded to the floor, he starts to kiss up my thigh to my pussy. Dylan slips his tongue into my folds, he licks up to my pussy to my clit. He slowly licks figure eights onto the sensitive nub. I arch my back loving the feeling, moaning out his name softly. He moves his hand to my pussy and slips a finger inside of me, pumping it in and out. I move my hand to his hair tugging at it, causing him to moan on my clit sending vibrations through my body. He starts to curl his fingers inside of me hitting my g-spot, I scream out his name feeling my orgasm coming on.

“I don’t want you to cum yet babe, I want you to cum around my cock,” he says with a smirk. He stands from the bed and removes his boxers, revealing his huge cock. My eyes widen at the sight. Dylan moves back onto the bed and positions himself at my pussy’s entrance. “You ready princess?” I nod my head in response.

Dylan slowly moves his hard cock inside of my soaking wet pussy. Once he is fully inside of me he waits for me to adjust to his size, kissing my forehead. I nod my head, biting my lip once I’m ready. He starts to move his large cock in and out of me fully, moans escaping from both of our lips. He pounds into my pussy with such force I could feel my orgasm building up inside of my.

“Ah, D-Dylan I’m close!” I scream out.

“Uh, fuck. Me too, your pussy is so tight and wet for me. Just hold on a little bit longer,” he groans out.

He continues to pound into me. He takes my legs and places them on his shoulders allowing him to go deeper inside of me so he could hit my g-spot with each thrust. I bring my hands to his shoulders, digging into his soft skin. Dylan lowers his face to mine and roughly kisses my lips. He thrusts begin to get sloppy, he was close and so was I.

“Ah, cum for me princess,” he moans out. My pussy begins to tighten around his cock, I scream out his name loudly as I cum around his cock. “Fuck, Y/N!” He screams as he cums inside of my pussy. We rode out our highs. Once we had finished Dylan pulled out of me and layer down beside me as we tried to catch out breaths. I turn my body so that I’m facing Dylan.

“T-That was…” I tried to say to him.

“Amazing,” he finished my sentence for me with a smile. He moved his body closer to mine, wrapping his arms around me kissing the top of my head. “I have a question for you Y/N.”

“What is it?” I asked snuggling into his chest.

“Well… do you wanna be my girlfriend?” He asks timidly loosening his grip around my body. I looked up at him with a large grin on my face.

“Of course Dylan, I’d love to be your girl friend,” a huge smile appears on his face. He leans down and places a soft and loving kiss on my lips. “Well wanna get dressed and go to my place?”

“I’d love too,” I kiss Dylan’s nose and get out of the bed picking up my clothes that were scattered across the room. I put my clothes back on and waited for Dylan to do the same but, he just laid there watching me with a smile. “What?”

“You’re just so beautiful.” I feel my cheeks heat up, his words causing me to blush. He got up out of the bed picking up his cloths and putting them on. “Alright, let’s go.” He holds his hand out for me and I take it. Once we get down stairs a drunk and pissed Lizzy appeared in front of us.

“Where the fuck have you been you party pooper?” She asked in a slurred voice.

“Lizzy, stop being a bitch. You won’t even remember this tomorrow,” I sassily say back to her. Dylan smirks at me and leads me out of the loud house to his car. He opens the passenger door for me like a true gentleman and I get inside as he goes to the drivers side of the door. He starts the car and drives in the direction of his house.

“I’m happy I finally got the courage to talk to you Y/N,” he says grabbing my hand and holding it as he drives.

“I am too,” I respond with a smile. We soon get to his house. He leads me up to the door and unlocks the door revealing a surprisingly clean and modern home. I follow him inside and up to his bedroom.

“Well Y/N, I think it’s time for round two,” he says with a smirk.

“I think so too,” butterflies irrupt in my stomach, hope this relationship will last because I know I’ll be completely happy with Dylan.

Draco X Reader: I Heart U

“…Filthy Mudblood-”

“Why don’t you quit it, Malfoy?” You sent an icy glare his way and led the poor first year he was torturing away. Turning back to the blond, who was laughing with his friends, you said, “Why do you have to torment little kids? They’re scared as it is. They don’t need you idiots frightening them anymore.”

“Honestly, (Y/L/N),” Malfoy rolled his eyes. “Must you be such a goodie-goodie?” You felt a blush creep up your cheeks as you tightened your grip on the books you held protectively in front of your chest.

“I’m not a goodie-goodie,” you mumbled.

“Better hurry, (Y/L/N). You’ll be late to class,” Crabbe taunted. You would have stayed and argued longer, but you really were going to be late to class, so you scurried away (causing them to laugh more).

By the time you got to Transfiguration, the only seats available were at the back of the class. You sat in the second to last row. Mere seconds before the bell rang, the classroom door burst open and Malfoy and his annoying groupies came in, laughing maliciously the whole time. You figured they’d just hexed some unsuspecting victim. They all sat down in the last row, and you could hear Draco’s snarling voice right behind you.

The more you tried to ignore them, the more annoying they got. They whispered loudly (but not loud enough for McGonagall to hear) and threw little balls of parchment at you, aiming to get them stuck in your hair. Finally, you turned to face them and mouthed, ‘You are so immature.’ This made them burst out laughing.

“May I ask what is so funny, Mr. Malfoy?” McGonagall asked, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

“Sorry, Professor. (Y/N) here has just told us the funniest joke.” You felt your skin crawl at hearing him say your first name.

McGonagall narrowed her eyes at them, but sent you a sympathetic look. You were usually good in class and she felt bad you were stuck near them.

Towards the end of the period, they started to calm down and take notes. You’d actually forgotten they were there until you felt something running down your back. You tried to ignore it, but grew worried one of them was trying to hex you. You turned to find Draco running his long, pale index finger all around your back, but staring to the front of the room, pretending to be unaware he was doing it.

Assuming he was just trying to annoy you, you turned back to your work. Eventually, his movements caused shivers to run up and down your spine and it was too hard to concentrate. You were about to turn back to him and hiss something snarky when he started to write something on your back with his finger.

You felt an ‘I,’ and then he drew a heart, then a ‘U.’ Your blush returned and your eyes widened as he began absentmindedly finger-doodling on your back again. You tried not to tense up, knowing if you did, he’d feel it. You decided he was trying to fluster you. He was only playing a joke. Eventually, he removed his finger and you breathed a silent sigh of relief.

You couldn’t stop thinking about this, but you decided not to give him the satisfaction and you pretended like it didn’t happen. When the bell rang, everyone quickly filed out for a free period. Even McGonagall left quickly. You, however, always had a habit of taking your time to gather your books so not to forget anything.

“(Y/L/N),” you heard from behind you. You rolled your eyes.

“That was a cute little message, Malfoy,” you smirked.

“So, how 'bout it?” He made his way in front of you now, sitting on your desk. “Wanna be my girlfriend?”

“Oh, very funny, Malfoy. I bet your friends will get a kick out of th-” You looked around. His friends were nowhere to be seen. Looking him in his grey orbs, you asked, “Are you serious?”

“Of course I’m serious.” The look on his face was pretty sincere, and you didn’t think he could fake it even if he tried. You sighed.

“Yes. I’ll be your girlfriend.”

The Queen of the Castle

 Barry Allen x OUAT!Reader

Summary (Request): Could you do a flash/once upon a time imagine were the reader was a queen in the enchanted forest until the curse struck which landed her in central city where she is apart of team flash and is Barry’s girlfriend and when the curse is lifted she remembers and takes them to storybrooke where they take a trip to the enchanted forest and she shows them her castle and Barry is in awe because of how beautiful she looks in her dresses and crown?

Word Count: 950

Caitlin freaked.

Or a more proper term, fangirled.

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imagine #108- Tyler Seguin *Requested*

“A whole new Tyler”

When you first started dating Tyler two years ago it was all you heard, that he’s a party boy and that you should just stay away from him. But the Tyler you knew wasn’t the Tyler everybody talked about, he was a sweet good guy, so you stuck with him. It ended up being a good decision because now two years later you were as happy as you’ve even been and completely head over heels for Tyler. Since you’ve been dating though you’ve both stayed out of the spotlight and kept you relationship very private, but today Tyler was doing an interview with a very popular tv show, in which they were sure to ask questions about your relationship amongst many other things.  

You knew Tyler was nervous, so you did everything you could to put him in a good mood and mindset before it. You got up before him and made him his favorite breakfast and made sure his clothes were all laid out and ready for him, he was really appreciative of it all when he woke up. “Thanks babe I love you, I don’t deserve you” he says shrugging on his shirt, “Nah I don’t deserve you Ty, I love you more” he smiles, “Hope you’re still saying that after today, God know what they’re gonna ask me”. He says this letting out a long sigh and taking a seat on the bed, you take a seat next to him, “Tyler number one, I am always going to love you no matter what okay? Number two, today is going to go fine just own it and be you” you say leaning in to kiss him, he kisses you back and you can feel his smile, which you were glad about it meant he was calming down.

When the interviewer got to your house you went to answer it as Tyler did some last minute touches on his hair. When he came down he was tense you could tell but you just tried to make yourself in the background but so much so that Tyler couldn’t see you. Once the interview was under way Tyler relaxed a little bit and was smiling, the interviewer started out asking about hockey and about the team. Questions that Tyler was able to answer with ease, but then the interview started to head where you both had feared it would.

“So how do you like Dallas, it’s quite the place to have a good nightlife no?” Tyler shifts in his seat visibly uncomfortable, “Uh yeah I mean I love Dallas it’s a great city” clearly the interviewer wasn’t happy with his short answer, so they decided to pry again. “Well of course, so tell me, what does Tyler Seguin do a night off? Where do you hangout what’s on your nightlife agenda?” Tyler smirks a little, “Actually on my nights off I don’t really go out, I love spending the night with my beautiful girlfriend of two years (Y/N)” you could feel a blush creep across your cheeks at how sweet that was of him to say. The interviewer smiles at this, “This is a new side of Tyler Seguin, your party days are behind you now?” “I would say so yes. When you meet the right girl, there’s nothing you wanna do more than spend every second with her not out spending your time partying”.

At the conclusion of the interview you could see how relieved Tyler was, and the interviewer told him that he thought the interview went really well. When they were all out of the house you finally got to go to talk to Tyler, “You did so good babe and what you said was incredibly sweet” you say snaking your arms around his neck, “just telling the truth (Y/N), I love you more than you even know” you smile at him, “I love you too” you get out before he leans down and presses a kiss on your lips.

Next week when the interview it was out it was all over twitter and every other social media that Tyler seguin was a “new guy”, you didn’t think he was any different now than when you met him; he was just finally being seen by everyone how you’ve always seen him.

Jealousy (Audrey/Reader)

not requested, i just love audrey and i’ve been watching bex on the killing soo that prompted this aggressive imagine :-)

reader and her gf audrey are at a party and someone gets too comfortable w the reader


“I’m gonna go look for Audrey!” You shouted to a drunk Noah who was lying his head on Riley’s lap.

He gave you a thumbs up before closing his eyes, “I got him, don’t worry, go look for Audrey!” Riley reassured you after noticing you worriedly glancing at Noah.

Giving her a smile, you made your way through the sweaty bodies in search of your girlfriend.

“Y/N, hey!” Brooke shouted from her position on the kitchen island, Jake standing in front of her.

“Hey, have you guys seen Audrey anywhere?” You asked.

“I saw her go outside a while ago, might wanna check there?” Jake suggested.


Walking out onto the porch, you were immediately hit with the potent smell of weed.

Just what you guys needed, a bunch of intoxicated and high teenagers that you had to kick out in a few hours.

After asking a bunch of other people, you were finally pointed in the direction of where Audrey sat with Emma and some other people from school.

Audrey looked around the yard and when her gaze finally landed on you, she flashed you one of her adorable smiles which you returned.

Before you could even make a move towards her, somebody gripped your wrist, making you stop.

Your girlfriend shot you a confused look as you turned around and came face to face with the most annoying boy on campus, Michael.

This boy literally did not understand the meaning of the word no, he knew you were with Audrey yet he continued to bother you on a daily basis.

“Babe! I didn’t know you’d be here!” He slurred, an obvious sign that he was under the influence.

You struggled to get out of his grip, “Let me go or i’ll have Jake kick your ass again.” You threatened.

A couple weeks ago, he wouldn’t let you exit the school building and you thought you were done for since it was after school and the building was practically empty, but Jake came to your rescue and literally knocked him out.

Guess he didn’t learn.

“Michael, I swear-”

“Hey! She said to let her go!” Your girlfriend growled from behind you.

Audrey quickly pulled you out of Michael’s grip and to her side before glaring at him, “You just don’t know when to quit, do you?”

By this time a crowd had formed around you three and anxiously awaited his response.

Michael chuckled but immediately stopped when Jake slapped a hand on his shoulder, “It’s time for you to go.”

Jake and Noah escorted him out as you wrapped your arms around Audrey.

“You alright?” She asked.

Nodding, you pulled away, “I just don’t wanna be here anymore.”

“Of course, let’s go.” Audrey kept one arm around you as you two made your way through the house.

After a short and silent drive to your house, it was finally time to say goodnight.

“I’ll call you before I go to bed?” You asked as you leaned in to peck her lips.

Audrey nodded, “Goodnight, beautiful.”

“Night babe.” You mumbled as you got out of the car.

Before going into the house, you turned to see Audrey wave before she drove off.

Your girlfriend really was the best.

Frat Boy Theo

Originally posted by retaliada

You were extremely uncomfortable with the scene around you. There were people passed out everywhere and it was as if you were wading through and ocean of Solo cups; beer cans and glass bottles. You had no idea why you were there- wait, you did.

You were supposed to see your stupid classmate about a stupid assignment for a stupid class. Said stupid classmate was the President of a stupid fraternity filled beyond capacity with even more stupid assholes who liked to throw parties and pull pranks.

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Human Differences

**credit to original owner of gif  ヽ(^◇^*)/

Pairing: Jay Park x reader
Word Count: 1.2k
Request: Can I request a Jay Park fluff. He’s dating a foreign women and she’s feeling insecure about dating Jay because she looks different from the women he’s used to being around.
a/n: cute Jay Park is my worst enemy. Sooo…. I’ll do some Jimin angst next instead. 

“Babe, you coming?” Jay calls, peering around the bed room door. His hair is tucked neatly into a snapback, the playful smile hanging on his lips as usual.

You look up from your book, catching Jay’s eyes immediately. “Well I was thinking of just staying here, to be honest.”

“Ah, come on! Kiseok has been begging me so he can see you again. It’s been years since you last came out with us,” Jay complains, pouting as he stands back from the door frame. He takes a step inside the room, then leans against the wall beside the door.

“It’s been like… a month.” You roll your eyes at Jay’s exaggerated time. He just glares at you, placing his hand in his pocket. “Plus I have this paper due. Unless you can tell me how Tennessee Williams uses Blanche to represent himself, I can’t come.”

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