Do you think maybe you could write something where the reader is always hanging out with Donnie cause they’re smart and likes talking nerd with Donnie and Raph thinks the reader and Don are dating, but in reality the reader has a crush on Raph and he has one on the reader, so the brothers try to set them up? (Also could the reader be gender neutral? With they/them pronouns? It’s okay if not though) I LOVE your blog by the way! Hope you’re having a nice day!
A/N: I have tried to ensure theat the reader is gender neutral like requested, I hope it’s alright :)
Calum would make you blush with all of his being because he’d love to see you look down at your feet and get all stuttery. “Is angel…baffled?” He’d ask, smirking while looking at you with a cock in his pretty little head. “Did I make you speechless, baby?” He’d whisper to you, lifting your chin up to see him. He’d bite his pierced lip before leaning in. “What if I kiss you right now?” he’d whisper to you or “would you mind if I make you mine for the night sweetheart?”, but in reality he didn’t see it coming that you’d be his pretty little angel for a pretty damn good and long time
Sherlock could have played the waltz he wrote for John and Mary, but he didn’t. He chose to play Irene’s theme, the music he wrote forthe womanhe thought was dead…the woman he later went on to save and have a passionate night with after he saved her from being beheaded..the woman whom he texts when nights are long and perhaps boring...the woman who texted him on this birthday…
When Riley Matthews and Maya Hart met Farkle Minkus at the Halloween party and instantly became friends, the girls had no idea that the boy who wore turtlenecks would be such a flirt. Hitting on them for years, using the cheesiest and most ridiculous pick-up lines and so much more.
That being said, it shouldn’t be surprising that throughout the years Riley learned more than a few pick-up lines…
And still used them on her boyfriend even after three years of dating.
Riley was sprawled on the couch of her family’s apartment, silently watching as Lucas moved around the kitchen getting all needed ingredients for the dinner he had offered to make for the pair, joined by Auggie and Ava who were doing their homework in Auggie’s room. Mr. and Mrs. Matthews had decided to get out of the city for the weekend, trusting the two teenagers to look after each other and Auggie.
“Hey Lucas?” the brunette called out grinning to herself.
“Hmmm?” the boy hummed before taking a gulp of water.
“Aside from being sexy, what do you do for a living?” Riley asked sitting up and watching her boyfriend spit out the water he had just taken.
“Really Riley?” Lucas asked still coughing. “You couldn’t wait a second?”
“You know, if I could rearrange the alphabet, I’d put I and U together.”
“Riley,” Lucas whined as he put his hands on his hips. “Would you please stop or at least wait after dinner?”
“Okay okay. Geez, you’re no fun!” Riley sighed getting up from the couch and walking towards him. When she reached him, she was soon sitting on the kitchen counter with Lucas standing between her legs while her slender arms were wrapped around his neck.
“I think something’s wrong with my eyes,” Riley confessed biting the inside of her cheek trying to stop herself from smiling.
“Why?” the tall blond asked concerned.
“Because I can’t take my eyes off of you,” she whispered.
“Oh my God Riley!” he exclaimed burying his head in the crook of her neck while her body shook from laughing. “Unbelievable!”
“You fell for that! You totally fell for that!”
“I can’t believe I fell for that!” Lucas laughed taking Riley down from the counter. “You’re lucky I’m in love with you.”
“Am I?” Riley asked teasingly as she walked out the kitchen ready to tell the children that the dinner is ready.
“Run while you can,” Lucas warned her setting the plates.
After dinner, the teenage couple helped Auggie and Ava finish their homework and after an hour of watching television decided to call it a night. Lucas escorted Ava giving her a piggyback ride to her family’s apartment while Riley talked with Auggie about his week (it had become a tradition a while back).
Lucas came back just when Riley was closing the door of her little brother’s bedroom.
“You and me?” he questioned.
“You and me.”
“Hi,” she whispered when he wrapped his arms around her once again.
“Hey,” he smiled letting out a sigh of contentment. Moments like these were Lucas’ favorites; in moments like this he knew she would always be his home. “What would you like to do, princess?”
“Will you stay with me tonight?” Riley asked taking a hold of his hand and walking back to the kitchen. “You know my parents are okay with it, for some reason.”
“I’ll just have to warn my Mom and I’m all yours, sounds good?”
“Perfect,” she smiled at him sheepishly before pecking his soft lips.
“You know, you still haven’t answered my question,” he stated at the same time texting his Mom informing her of the plan.
“Cuddle bunnies and chill?” she laughed washing the dishes when he felt his arm wrap around her form behind.
“And talk?” he asked expectantly spinning her around to face him when she finished washing the plates.
“Always, it’s my favorite thing in the world after you,” the brunette confessed.
“What about Maya?” Lucas asked surprised.
“I thought it was obvious,” she said and just then noticed something. “Hey Lucas?”
“Don’t you dare start this again,” he said firmly.
“Wha -” Riley didn’t even get to finish her question when Lucas lifted her up and carried her to the living room.
“Stop it before I kiss you,” Lucas warned her setting her on the couch.
“Is that a threat, Mr. Friar?”
“I think it is, Ms. Matthews,” he said with a smirk.
Before Riley could finish her sentence, their lips were locked in a passionate kiss. And just like the first time, it was everything she dreamed of: it was like when it’s summer and then the breeze comes up and then it rains for two seconds and then everything glows and there’s a rainbow. Even after all these years, the effect Lucas had on her only got stronger.
“Okay, after a kiss like that you can say whatever you wanted to say,” Lucas whispered breathing heavily brushing some hair that had fallen out of her ponytail from her face.
“I was just going to tell you that you had a little bit of sauce at the corner of your mouth, but it’s all gone now,” the brunette stated running her fingers through his hair.
“Oh,” the blond boy blushed.
“Oh indeed,” she smiled. “But since you’ve already mentioned it, I think your shirt has to go, but you can stay.”
Lucas looked at her with a raised eyebrow.
“Unbelievable,” he mumbled. “I can’t believe I’m planning on giving you my last name,” he said before crashing his lips on hers once again.
Can I get a 16, 47, 60, 70 and 78 :D Pretty please with a cherry on top <3
anything for you
16. Do you have any tattoos?
SAD BUT TRUE I DO NOT but I’m looking to change this real soon
47. How old are you?
60. What is the biggest age difference between you and any of your partners?
uuh when I was like 17 I was entanged with a waaaaaay older dude, like he was almost 30 but I didn’t know that at the time. Now the tables have turned and I’m the creepy elder looking for some sweet young things
70. What turns you on?
dirty talk, pretty lingerie, a light breeze. honestly i’m like ready to go all the fcking time.
78. What’s your dirtiest secret?
oh boy, what indeed. I’ve probably jerked off at almost every job I’ve ever had, that counts right?
I loved how in “Oh Boy” (A Coffee in Berlin) they went to visit Matze´s actor-friend and he was shooting that movie about Nazi and they asked him what was the movie about and he told them this stereotypical movie story about a German Nazi falling in love with a Jewish girl etc.etc. and I had a little giggle about that because I remember reading an interview with a German actor, not sure whether it was Tom Schilling himself or Volker Bruch (because I only read their interviews egh or Jonas Nay) and they were asked about Hollywood that the actor said “Yeah, I get some offers from them but only to play another evil Nazi character in a historical movie” and that is a reason why I had to laugh at that scene. Tom Schilling is a good example when you look at his filmography (Suite Francaise - he was wonderfully evil there, though) or Woman in Gold.
So, I have to wonder we are so obsessed with Hollywood and yet Hollywood does not bother to actually kill all those stereotypes. German actors will forever play Nazi, Russians will forever be hard-core evil Communist mafia, Czech actors will probably play Russians or just someone poor from Eastern Europe, anyone from Balkans is again in Mafia killing all those Russians who are in the meantime killing Italians and French have it the best because everyone thinks they are sexy, yet arrogant and better than everyone.
Also, do all German movies only offer Slovak subtitles? Not that I mind it as I love the language but it is funny.
k\at\\sgf is an exclusionist (their byf lists not to follow if you're ace inclusionist) i think they might also be an enbyphobe because they say (in the byf) that you can't be bi without being "sga". (you can; you can like the opposite gender and nonbinaries..) just saying bcuz i see some posts of theirs on my dash bcuz they're p agreeable posts. (tbh i think like half their byf is kinda a mess tbh..)
Oh boy… It is indeed a mess. Thank you! I’ll add them.
The bunker was empty, silent. It was a Friday night, and of course the guys had gone off to do their own things. You, on the other hand, decided to stay home and catch up on your favorite TV shows.
You had hunted with the guys ever since you met them a couple years ago. You had especially grown to Cas, admiring his loyalty and strength. You did have a slight attraction to him, but you decided to push it off in fear of ruining your friendship.
But you never fully pushed it away.
On the last hunt, you and Cas met an attractive female victim. Her and Cas had instantly “sparked”, and often left you in the dust, a third wheel. And tonight, Cas and her are on a date.
You didn’t think it’d bother you because after all, you and Cas were just friends. But waves of jealousy consumed you the second Cas had ignored you for her.
For goodness sake, he had only known her for a couple of days and he’s known you for years.
As you sit, slightly fuming, you don’t notice Sam’s presence at first.
“Uh, you okay Y/N?” Sam asks, slightly patting your shoulder. You jump at first, but nod slightly.
“Yeah, I’m fine”, you grumble out, a deep set frown on your face. Sam looks at you in doubt.
“You don’t look fine. What’s going on?” Sam takes a seat next to you and gives you his full attention.
You don’t say anything at first, glancing at the bunker doors as if waiting for someone.
“I-Is it about Cas?”, Sam pieces together, eyes narrowed in concentration.
Your face turns pink. “Y-yes.”
Sam gives you a sympathetic look. “Y/N, I’m sorry. Does he know you like him?”
You nod ‘no’ while looking down in your lap. “I, I just didn’t want to ruin everything, you know?”
Sam rubs your hands comfortingly. “You won’t ruin everything, Y/N. I’m sure Cas has feelings for you too, but you guys haven’t said anything yet. And, after all, we can be selfish sometimes. You need to tell him, okay?”
You give a broken smile. “Okay.”
Cas comes back to the bunker about an hour later. You instantly stand up to greet him, giving him a fake smile.
“How was your date, Cas?”. you ask, observing him for any ruffled clothes, any lipstick stains. You almost sigh in relief when you see none.
“It was alright. I don’t think she had an attraction towards me”, Cas frowns, moving to sit down.
You almost jump up and down in excitement, but once you see the sadness in his eyes, and hear the hurt in his tone, your eyes soften.
“I’m sorry Cas”, you rub his shoulders gently. “Sometimes, dates just don’t go well.”
Cas smiles at you. “Thank you, Y/N.”
Suddenly, you see Sam peeking his head around the corner, but Cas hasn’t noticed yet. He mouths the words “Talk to him” with a huge grin on his face.
Cas notices your sudden tenseness and asks if you’re okay.
You rub the back of your neck, moving to sit next to him. “Um, no. I just really have to tell you something.”
Cas looks at you with concern. “What is it, Y/N?”
You take in a deep breath. “I, kind of, have a huge crush on you”, you say quickly, face turning redder and redder by the second.
Cas looks more confused than before, and you want to go hide in your room and never come out.
“But, I feel no crushing pressure. I’m confused by what you mean.”
You grin slightly. “No, Cas, I mean I really like you, romantically. I have for a long time.”
Cas smiles. “Oh, that’s great, I have feelings for you too!”
You notice Sam dancing in victory, and you can’t help but laugh.
As soon as you turn your head back to Cas, his lips clumsily push onto yours, catching you by surprise.
He breaks away soon, face pink. “I’m sorry. Dean told me that’s how humans show affection.”
You smile softly. “It’s alright, Cas. All you need is some practice”, you move slightly closer to him.
“In fact, do you want to practice now? I’ve got all night”, you grin, placing a soft kiss on his ear.
Cas only stutter out a reply, face a crimson red as he follows you to your bedroom, closing the door with a ‘click’.
And oh boy, Sam would indeed hear that his plan worked.