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It’s a [Tinder] Date! (Part 3/3)

Summary: Thinking he needs to find a date, Natasha signs Steve up to Tinder. In Queens, Peter Parker does the same to you. It’s a match!

Word Count: 3,405

Part 1 Part 2

A/N: Almost a month later, but this fic is officially done :D I hope you all enjoy this fluffiness. 

Originally posted by mackievanstan

Work managed to distract you enough to not keep looking at the clock every five minutes. Despite part of your brain telling you that there was no way you had a date with Captain America, there was another part that couldn’t help but to hope this was true. And so, you found yourself daydreaming of showing up to the restaurant and seeing him there. What would you even say to him? What kind of greeting would you use? Would you address him as Captain, or maybe Mr. Rogers, or just Steve?

By the time you got home, you had a few outfit options in mind and made a beeline to the bathroom, taking a shower before you got started on getting ready.

Peter came around as you were choosing between four different outfits you had draped on your bed. He helped you picked the one that was form-fitting, waggling his eyebrows playfully.

“We gotta tease him,” he said.

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Nosy Rosy Big Brother

Originally posted by oldbucksicle

Summary: Dean’s hit with a strong case of curiosity. Pure, uncontrollable curiosity that leads to him finding a treasure trove of nasty little things.
Paring: Sam/Reader, Dean/Reader (kinda), Implied Sam/Reader/Dean at the end
Word Count: ~2.5K
Warnings: FILTH. At this point it’d be easier to name what’s not in this fic, but I’ll name a few that are; smut (obvy), dirty text, nudey pics, sex videos of Sam/Reader, masturbation, anal play, anal sex, vaginal sex, dirty talk, copious amounts of semen, Sam’s a big fan of creampies (both of the butt and vag variety), more masturbation, voyeurism, NSFW gifs just to really mess y'all up :)
a/n: aight don’t judge me but I only have one fic to post today bc school’s got me fucked up and has literally sucked my soul from my body. I’m still working on some of the requests you guys have sent in and other WIP’s as the mood/will to do anything but cry in a corner hits me (lol but I’m fine tho I swear) I hope you guys enjoy my contribution for Smut Appreciation Day 2017!

The first time Dean “snoops"—it’s by total accident. 

Sam had lent him his phone after Dean’s had been compromised on the hunt that they had just finished. Long story short; phone in pocket plus getting pushed into pool by werewolf equals no bueno. Dean pulled up the messaging app to shoot the hunter that been helping them out a text to let him know that everything had been squared away, but when Dean went to tap compose message, his thumb took a sharp left and ended up pulling up the messages between you and Sam. 

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anonymous asked:

hi mom! can you please do the apartment!au for shinee?

me back at it again with the shinee aus when will i stop


  • when someone asks him if he has kids onew is always like ,,,,,,, do i really look that old,,,,,,, and the person is like oh no!! i was just asking?? and onew has to excuse himself and sit in his apartment quietly for the next four hours lamenting over how he’s become a Dad without having any actual kids
  • calls over jonghyun to help him see if he’s got any grey hairs growing
  • tried to keep plants for a while but they all died and sat on his windowsill for a month before he remembered to throw them out
  • is pretty indifferent to how his apartment actually looks and he gets scolded by key because “hyung,,,,,your bed sheets are hot pink and your rug is mustard yellow and your pillows are zebra stripes this place is a Hot Mess”
  • onew’s most well known for being really really good at saving up money. like ,,,,,, he knows all the grocery stores that are having sales on eggs like a month in advance. the old ladies love him
  • he’s always got coupons in his wallet and coupons pinned to his fridge like you won’t catch onew paying those extra 75 cents for milk no sirie
  • and you’ve been wondering for the past couple of weeks,,,,,,where the hell your sunday coupons have been going. someone always delivers a flyer of a bunch of them over the weekend but you haven’t gotten any???? and it’s so weird
  • but one day as you’re leaving early to get some laundry done you open your door and there’s your neighbor onew,,,,,,in his hands,,,,,,,,your coupon flyer
  • and you’re like “THIEF”
  • and onew is like “wAIT ,,,,, I CAN EXPLAIN”
  • and you’re like “four weeks of coupons. you owe me FOUR. WEEKS. OF. COUPONS.”
  • and onew is like,,,,,,,,,fine ill give you all the coupons i have right now to make up for it and you’re like pfft how much is that like five??
  • but he legitamtely pulls out a wad of coupons that looks like a wad of cash and you’re like holy shit there’s like fifty in here and onew is like “im the King of getting thos Good Deals”
  • and you’re like ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,oh my god but also you’re interested,,,,,like how does one become the king of good deals
  • and onew is like “it all begins with a zen body and a zen soul,,,,,and then you think about how money rules everything and if you can get bread ten cents cheaper today that ten cents can save you tomorrow”
  • and you’re looking at him like woah,,,,,,,,,,,,,why am i so attracted to you right now
  • and onew is like “oh it’s because im also handsome” and you’re like good point
  • and he’s like “ill take you out sometime when i get enough coupons to get us two free dinners at the kfc down the street”


  • you know those neighbors who decorate their door for every holiday even if they don’t celebrate that holiday. that’s jonghyun. 
  • like jonghyun you’re not irish why is your door covered in green banners and glitter and pots of gold and a life size cutout of a leprechaun,,,,,,,st.patricks day isn’t even that popular in korea
  • but also like jonghyun is really hard not to like because he’s got a glowing personality that’s so upbeat and open minded ,,,,,,,well then there’s probably some Sad Salty people who wouldn’t like it
  • but you know,,,,,, he’s cute if he sees the grandma’s outside practicing their morning yoga he’s like “doing great ladies~” and he like ruffles kids hair or gives them snacks that he’s bring back home
  • like he’s a cheerful guy and his apartment is obviously that of a laidback person because he’s got blankets like everywhere and half-eaten bowls of cereal on the floor next to magazines thrown haphazardly here and there
  • but like if anyone has any complaints he’s like “hey, my kitchen has a vase with a flower in it that isn’t dead. that’s all the aesthetic i need”
  • mostly he uses his bedroom as a practice studio and sometimes he gets too loud but if anything people like his voice too much to tell him to stop
  • and you know jonghyun because of a tiny little,,,,,,,,,,,ok very big,,,,,feud you’ve both had going on when it comes to new years decorations
  • like every year you see jonghyun go all out and finally you were like, you know what, i wanna do that too
  • and so you ended up buying a wreath slightly bigger than his and getting lights on your door and jonghyun,,,,,,,,,,,well jonghyun decided this was a battle now
  • and so every time new year comes around everyone is like whoose door is gonna be prettier yours or jonghyuns???? 
  • and this year jonghyun even paid onew fifty bucks to stand infront of his door dressed as a snowman for added Effect
  • but you know onew so all it took was some food and onew betrayed jonghyun in a heartbeat and jonghyun,,,,,well jonghyun ends up pounding on your door and he’s like “that’s against the rules you can’t BRIBE my decorations,,,,”
  • and you’re like “there are no rules jonghyun also did you just call onew a ‘decoration’??” and jonghyun is like NOT THE POINT why are you trying so hard to beat me
  • and you’re like im not,,,,,,i jsut want a pretty door and he’s like HEY don’t play innocent and you’re like hmm,,,,idk what you’re talking about,,,,,,
  • and jonghyun is like “you took away my snowman, now i can take something of yours away!” and he reaches out to take off your wreath but then he’s like “wait. is this made of mistletoe?”
  • and you’re like “yeah wh- oh wait” and jonghyun’s hand is already lifting and he’s like “,,,,,,,,,we’re under the mistletoe wreath,,,,,,” and you’re like “,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,but we’re enemies”
  • and jonghyun is like “in the end you’re the cutest neighbor ive ever head and we can keep being enemies but like why not kiss and see where that takes us?”
  • and you’re like oh my god how did he transition from being pissed at me to flirting with me so naturally
  • but you’re like you know,,,,whatever jonghyun IS pretty cute himself so you lean up and jonghyun uses his free hand to cup your cheek
  • and when you pull back you’re like “so? we’re still enemies?”
  • and jonghyun is like “well,,,,,,,,,how about this you give me another kiss and i take this wreath and we’ll call it even. maybe we’ll even call it,,,,, are you free this weekend for a date?” 


  • put his dogs names up next to his on his nameplate outside his apartment 
  • more pet furniture than people furniture,,,,,,closet bigger than my hopes and dreams,,,,,,a stock of different wines in the refrigerator as well as an assortment of cheeses and grapes
  • is the only member of his group to have actually purchased wine glasses to drink wine. onew drinks it out of a mug, jonghyun broke all his glasses, minho drinks from the bottle and taemin is banned from wine. and anything that isn’t really lite beer
  • everyone who owns a dog in the building admires key because holy moly,,,,,he keeps them so well cleaned and they’re so well mannered and key is like “Yes, these are my Children”
  • a really good neighbor because for the most part he just locks himself in his room and watches dramas while shit talking them over the phone with friends
  • and when he does have people over it’s like,,,,,it’s never loud or crazy they all just sit in a circle and discuss the Drama while looking at fashion magazines or doing face masks like how,,,,,,ideal
  • speaking of Drama key lives for the building drama like omg what did miss kim do with the other miss kim’s husband last weekend WOAH do tell
  • you know key because out of everyone on your floor you,,,,,literally have never gotten into a fight with anyone or started anything and key is just like ,,,,,,,whenever he sees you he’s like how can a person be so lowkey 
  • and key is sure you’re hiding something so one afternoon you hear a knock on your door and there’s key,,,,,,,,holding a bottle of what you presume is like champagne and he’s like “we haven’t properly got to know each other so i came over to offer you a drink ^^” and you’re like o,,,oh sure come in
  • and key is like looking around and you’re like oh no is he judging me??? but in reality he’s just trying to see if there’s anything weird about you or like,,,,,,,,if there’s anything that gives away a secret
  • but you moved in only a couple of months ago so you haven’t done much with decorating
  • and you like take the bottle of champagne but you can’t open it no matter how hard you try and key chuckles because,,,,how cute and opens it with like a flick of his wrist
  • and you two sit,,,,,,at first in awkward silence as key swivels the glass around in his hand and you’re taking nervous sips trying to think of small talk
  • and key finally is like “tell me the truth: you’re actually a royal in hiding?” and you’re like fhljsasfd what???? and key sits back and is like “there has to be something about you,,,,,,,,something about you that you want no one to know since you have become close to anyone else out of your neighbors”
  • and you’re like????? i mean not really im just a busy ,,,,,,person???/
  • and key is like hmmmmm and you’re like “i,,,,,uh,,,,,,really hated this recent drama” and key perks up and is like “oh - why?” and i guess you just get super heated about this drama
  • because you end up talking for a while about how bad the plot is and how the actors could have been put in another better work and key is like “fINALLY, someone unDERSTANDS ME”
  • and you two both just go off about how you hated the main antagonist and for all the wrong reasons and how the main girl was such a mary sue and blah blah blah
  • you guys end up talking for like four freakin hours until key is like “i need to go and feed the kids!!” and you’re like kids?? wait oh dogs
  • and key is like “i thought you were gonna turn out to be some kind of freaky bug collector or something,,,,,,but you’re really cool and we should totally meet up and watch that other drama coming out so we can talk about how it’s definitely going to be a horrible nightmare”
  • and you’re like ok????/ at the bug collector thing but ok!!!!! and meeting up
  • and key smiles and he’s like “also, you look cuter with your hair down like this. really casual and nice. keep it like that more often” and then he’s gone and you’re left with a pounding heart a bit and half a bottle of champagne 


  • more gym equipment then necessary in his apartment,,,,,used those display cabinets that usually house like silverware to display all his signed soccer balls
  • has a ps4 but only to play one game: fifa
  • to put it bluntly his place looks like a ‘bachelors pad’ but at least it isn’t as messy as jonghyuns (or as hoarded up as taemins)
  • and for the most part minho is really liked by the neighbors because he actually takes the time to recycle and he’s nice enough to volunteer his time to help with morning exercise for the elderly if he can
  • but also minho please stop wearing a headband to bed,,,,,,no one does that,,,,,,,,, please
  • has the habit of putting the tv volume all the way up during a game and sometimes also yelling even louder than that tv and he’s had some noise complaints made about him,,,,,,im not going to lie
  • but he’s just a passionate boy who really loves sports and has a good heart like he calls his mom every chance he gets and gives some of his money to charities to help fund more afterschool sports clubs for kids like,,,,,,,a sweetheart
  • and you’ve been friends for a good while. sometimes you’ll come over and watch the games with minho and his friends and yes there are times when you’re there for the actual game. other times it’s because he orders an insane amount of pizza and you’re all about that
  • but also like,,,,,,,,,,for as long as you’ve known him,,,,you’ve always found minho like really super cute,,,,,,,
  • so seeing his concentrated face on the game, handsome features like a strong jaw and soft brown eyes like,,,,,,,you don’t mind coming over for the View
  • but as always,,,,,you somehow end up embarrassing yourself in front of the people you like
  • and it’s the most embarrassing when you lock yourself out of your apartment and knock on minho’s and he’s like “what’s up?? why do you look so down??” and you’re like “minho,,,,,,,we have a problem”
  • and when you purpose the idea of opening his window so you can climb out of it and try and stretch your leg out to the ledge of your own apartments balcony
  • minho is like,,,,,,,, “we’re five floors up though,,,,,,” and you’re like pfft that’s nothing ILL BE FINE
  • but then you two open the window and you look down and you’re like ok frick no i wont be fine
  • and minho is like “hey, you can spend the night here and in the morning get the landlord to unlock your door” and you’re like ,,,,,,,,spend,,,,,the night,,,,,,,
  • and minho grins and is like “ill take the couch, you can have my bed!” and you’re like oh my god,,,,and he’s like “here you can borrow a shirt of mine to sleep in since you don’t want to sleep in what you wore outside” 
  • and you’re like,,,,,this feels very,,,,,,intimate
  • and when you change into the oversized jersey you’re like,,shyly coming out and minho is on the couch and when he looks up like not even he can hide his obvious stare
  • and you’re like WELL ILL JUST ,,,,,,,,, go to sleep and he’s like “it’s 8pm though” and you’re like Right,,,,,,,,,,,
  • and you sit down beside him on the couch and it’s a little (a lot) awkward but then minho is like “how about i teach you to play FIFA?” 
  • and you agree and before you know it you’ve got your hands on the controller and minho is cheering you on and you’re like i SUCK but he’s like you’re doing great!!!!
  • and once you get your first goal minho like pulls you into a hug and you snuggle your face into his chest
  • bUT THEN YOU’RE BOTH LIKE OH SHIT IM SORRY!!! And let go and it’s like you’re both blushy and like ok someone cut the tension with a knife just tell each other you like each other and makeout let’s gooooo 


  • described as “interesting” by most of the people in the building 
  • has no sense of like,,,,,,throwing things out like he’s very much a hoarder and likes to collect trinkets and things he finds amusing but then forgets about in like 10 minutes but like now it’s here,,,,taking up shelf space
  • you know when people are like “i just picked this up off the floor and wore it” like taemin does that but he literally does that like ,,,, it’s not like he pulls things out of his closet it’s like “oh! there’s a shirt on the kitchen counter and some pants hanging off the bathroom wall,,,,,,,ok good outfit”
  • but he also has some kind of cute, nostalgic things in his apartment like pressed flowers he’s hung in frames and pictures of him and his friends when he was really young
  • and he never bothers anyone, sure he can come off a little,,,,,,eccentric with mostly black and white wardrobe, multiple piercings, and like,,,,,long skinny body
  • but like,,,,,he’s sweet also the neighborhood stray animals are attracted to him like a magnet. they’ll follow him home and he always has to carry them back out onto the sidewalk with a really sad face
  • and your window is right across from taemins,,,,,like you’re neighbors but in different buildings but you also see him around the neighborhood a lot
  • and you’re like well one day you notice that when you look out of your window at like 3 am because you’re up doing work you see the lights on in taemin’s living room and then you see him?????????
  • dancing????????
  • to like???? a song from the 70s???? and then straight up like trot music and you don’t mean to be Weird and stare but there he is sliding around his living room dancing
  • and you think it’s endearing because tbh you have your own Weird quirks about you that you’ll do when no ones watching like everyone does it
  • but it’s cute and nice to know that there are other people out there who dance to old music at 3 am
  • and maybe it’s because of taemin or maybe because you always wanted to do it you turn on this popular idol groups song at like 3 am one day and decide you’re gonna teach yourself some moves
  • and you’re trying to get into it, really just giving up on actual dance steps and just like dancing around your house being weird and like serenading your pillow
  • and when you do a twirl you look over and you swear you see taemin’s lights on as well
  • and you’re like dhkgjf i need to stop before he,,,,,,sees me like i saw him
  • but the next morning as you’re at the bus stop you notice taemin is there too and he’s ???? walking over to you???//
  • and you don’t talk much but he’s like hey!! and you’re like hi?? and he’s like “so,,,,,,,,,,,,,,you dance at random times at night too?”
  • and you turn cherry red because oH GOD HE,,,,saw you
  • but taemin is just grinning and he’s like “it’s fun right? i bet a lot of people do it but it’s cool that we’re neighbors that both do it - that way we probably don’t bother each other!!”
  • and you swallow but you’re embarrassed and you’re like,,,,,,,,,, “i can’t believe you saw that,,,,,,” and taemin just gives you a shocked expression and he’s like 
  • “don’t be so flustered, it’s cool!!!!!! we should have a dance-over one day”
  • and you’re like a dance-over?? and taemin’s grinning again and he’s like yeah! it’s a sleep-over but instead of sleep we dance!!!!1
  • and you’re like huh omg that sounds fun and he’s like it is here, take my number
  • and he pulls a pen from his bag and flips your hand over to scribble down numbers on your palm and you’re like hehe because it tickles
  • but the bus is coming and taemin is like i gtg, but text me!!!!! and he gives you another smile
  • this one that makes you realize that up close,,,,,,taemin is so damn cute and now you have his number like,,,,,,,,,,,,way to GO and it’s all thanks to you two being big dorks who love to get jiggy with it at night LOL 

anonymous asked:

The guys making out with their girlfriends when someone interrupts them? C.F. love ur blog*.*


Raph (aka the KING of making out, fight me on this): 
omg he would be so freakin pissed off, I think he’d be pretty passive aggressive about it too.
(( I need a cold shower ))

It was getting heavy, you were straddling his thigh in those jeans he loves so much that show your ass perfectly. Your kisses just as eager as his - almost frantic. Its been ages since you’ve finally been left alone. Raph groaned into your mouth when he felt you grind down onto his thigh, a broken whimper passing your lips as you repeated the action. Usually, this is where he would whisper the most nasty things in your ear. Making you quiver with all the promises he’ll fulfill, just as he leaned into your ear, you body practically craving his vulgar whispers - 

“C’mon Raph! Its time for training” Leo yelled, walking in on the scene “Oh sorry… but Splinter wants you there in 5“ 

Your actions stopped as soon as Leo made himself known, you whined pathetically and your now,very pissed off boyfriend was glaring at him like he had personally told him he was working with the shredder. His jaw clenched “Tell him I’ll go to the Hashi” With that he stood up from his bed, towering over Leo and slamming his door shut and locking it. Giving you his signature grin that made your body set on fire. 

You know the silent but deadly type? Yea that’d be him, Making them leave the room because he wants to spend time with his lady!! 
((Look at this, look at this rude leader in blue :( 

The slow, passionate kiss that was between you and Leo made everything so much more intense. You were pretty sure Leo could feel your heart beating in your chest, your hand moved to the back of his head and played with his bandanna,pulling him closer so he was now laying on top of you. Your whole body was hot, you became more aware of this as you felt his hand slowly move over your stomach, squeezing your hip - he pulled away for a brief moment to look at you, your lips were swollen, pupils dilated, breath short - how did he get so lucky? You grinned and pulled him back for another kiss, you loved this moments just you him - 

“Sorry to cut this short love birds, but my shows on” Mikey interrupted, Leo glared at him when he entered the room, He placed his face into your neck and inhaled your scent. You bit back a laugh and he incoherently muttered into your neck. 

“We were kind of in the middle of something, Mikey” He looked up and glared at him, they seemed to be having a silent conversation as you laid there trying to get your breaths even. Then he grumbled something, throwing the remote down in a tantrum, the only thing you could make out was “Online…you have a room…” Leo just grinned into your neck, nuzzling you and he kissed there before making his way up to your lips once again. 

“Now, where were we?”

Blushy Flustered big shy baby 

You were both in the lab, to cut it short Donnie wasn’t paying attention to you and you were feeling particularly needy. So, when it was safe and he put everything lethal down - You swiftly moved into his lap, sitting on it giving him an innocent look, the one that drove him absolutely wild. Then next thing you know your straddling him on the chair, slightly reclined as you both kissed, the speed changing every so often. It’d go from eager kisses to slow passionate ones. It caused your whole body to react to it, moaning into the kiss as you pushed yourself into him.

“God, (y/n) - “ he panted, feeling the strain in his lower region just from the make out session. It had been a while since you and him actually did anything, so it didn’t take long to get to that peak of wanting to skip to the best part. His hands roamed down your back and gripped your backside. 

“Fuck, Donnie, I-”

“Donnie Have you found out what that—” Raph paused, grinning at the scene “Oh, sorry.. Am I intruding?” he teased lightly, voice innocent. You flushed red and Donnie awkwardly sat back up, causing you to push up against him further.

“Raph, c-can you give us a minute?” He stuttered, a small pink hue on his cheeks as he tried to gently pull you off of him. However you stayed put, you knew he could’ve put more effort into moving you, but he really didn’t have the heart too. 

“Oh, no. Don’t stop on my account, have fun kids” he grinned, making his way out of the liar 

Come on, ya’ll do we all think mikey would care? He’d just continue

Naturally, it started because he wouldn’t stop beating your butt at a video game. “Stop cheating!” You yelled, half teasingly half seriously.
“Its not my fault you suck at this, angelcakes” 

You jumped him and sat on his lap, at first it was a way to distract him, until both of you dropped the controllers and one thing let to another his hand was under your shirt and your kisses were needy. However, you were both giggling into the kiss, especially when he trailed his hand over that spot on your back that made you shiver and giggle like a little school girl. You tugged on his bandanna to keep his face close to yours, his arms wrapped around your waist. Making out with Mikey was a dream come true, it was playful yet he never failed to make you want more. He laid down on the sofa bringing you with you, he whined slightly as you had to stop your actions to balance yourself, you laughed at him.

“Always so needy” you teased, softly stroking his cheek - you loved his eyes, they were so captivating.

“Because you’re so addicting, angel cakes!” with that he pulled you forward, earning a shocked squeal from you and a laugh, he wasted no time re-connecting your lips, his hands roaming your stomach and back and every so often grazing over your ass. 

“Mikey have you seen my spare tool kit?” Donnie asked him, Mikey ignored him and continued to kiss you, you didn’t even hear him - “Have you seen. my tool kit?” He repeated, eyes rolling to the back of his head as Mikey began kissing you again, grinning into the kiss. “Ugh, nevermind!” He announced, storming out of the room in a temper. 

“You’re mean, ya’know that?” you laughed, he chuckled in response and picked you up bridal style.

“You love me, angelcakes. Now lets go to my room where we can’t be interrupted!” 

Happiness In Strange Places

Pairing: Leo x Y/n
Genre: Fluff/Slight angst?
Nanny!Reader x SingleParent!Leo

Happiness can be found in the strangest places.
For instance, finding those last few stray fries at the bottom of the bag, accomplishing that childhood ambition that you always swore you’d complete, or simply managing to get out of the bed.

For Y/n it was babysitting Noah Valdez. Noah is this energetic kid with brown curly locks that bounced about as he ran through the messy apartment, his high-pitched laughter piercing the calm silence.  

There was nothing you loved more than taking care of the unpredictable four-year-old every day from 8 a.m to 8 p.m. His father was a hard-working man that spent every chance he could loving his son to the fullest.

His name was Leo Valdez and he was an old friend from your favorite camp in the world– Camp Half-Blood. You two were very close back in the days of your camper days almost never separating from the other without a good reason. Then one day he confessed he was in love with the minor goddess Calypso he had met on the island of Ogygia and just… left. He left you here to deal with your feelings you’d never be able to admit.

You shake your head quickly, trying to rid yourself of the hurt you felt in your teenage years. You set your glass of water down on the marble bar of the small kitchen, placing the cup in the sink with all the other dishes you plan to wash later. With a sigh, you sit down on one of the old wooden stools and hold your face in your hands, Why did I take up this job in the first place? I mean, I love Noah like he’s my own but… I guess I never could say no to that man. You think with a small smile, remembering how much joy Leo’s smile brought to your life– no matter how dreadful or hard things were for you. He was the epitome of the sunlight you feel on a nice summer day, or when you’re waking up in tranquility the next morning and the sunbeams trickling through the curtains letting you know it’s morning.

A cry of pain coming from the living room ripped you out of your thoughts. Standing up immediately and rushing to the source of the sound worriedly, “Noah?” You called out only, “Are you hurt?”

A whimper responded back weakly, “Yeah.”

You step into the living room to see Noah sitting down on the floor holding his head in his hands. You kneel down next to him and pull the sniffling boy into your arms, brushing down his hair with your hands while inspecting the obvious red mark on his forehead.

“Are you alright? What happened?” You ask softly as you glanced at your surroundings. You noticed that the furniture was lined up in some sort of pathway, but the chair nearest to Noah had been overturned as if it had been knocked over. Noah sniffled as he explained, “I-I was playing the floor is lava and I f-fell.”

You sighed audibly and kissed the top of his head lovingly, “Noah… You know you’re only supposed to play that when your dad or myself is around.”

A sound of the door clicking closed and the shuffling of shoes being taken off told you that Leo was home, “Only supposed to play what?”

At hearing his father’s voice the young boy perked up instantly, “Daddy?” Leo rounded the corner that leads into the living room, his chocolate brown eyes sparkling with happiness at the sight of his son– although unbeknownst to you, he was also smiling at the sight of you.

Noah leaped out your lap with joy, chanting, “You’re home! You’re home!”
Leo chuckled and bent down to embrace his hyperactive son, picking him up at the same time so he could spin him around.

You grinned at the display of affection Leo was showing towards his mini-me that was his son. Times like this often made you wish that you had confessed your feelings before Leo left; before you lost all contact with him– the boy that got away. What would have happened if you had confessed? Would Noah be yours and Leos son?

For the second time today you were snapped back to reality.
Leo stood in front of you with a concerned look on his face, rubbing your arm up and down as he coaxed you out of your thoughts, “Y/n… Hey, knucklehead, are you listening? Hellooo”
You let a small smile slip onto your lips at the view of his scrunched up face, he used to make that face all the time while he was working.  He shook you just a bit to see if you respond to him in any way.

“Yeah, yeah. Um, what is it?” You asked hastily and biting your lip out of habit. Leo glances down at your lip for a second too long before he answers, “I was asking if you wanted to hang out today but you kinda spaced out,” He lets out a short giggle, “You used to do that all the time when we were teenagers.” His comment took you by surprise. You were shocked he even retained that knowledge after all these years– how long has it been?

“Did I?” You spoke with a smile, “I can’t believe you remember that.”

Leo scratched the back of his neck and tilted his head slightly;–something that you always found adorable– “Well duh… I could never forget how many times you spaced out while I talked about my machines while we hung out in your cabin.”

You inwardly cringed at your past self’s actions, the reason you zoned out so much while he spoke specifically about his machines was because you were in awe of his passion. It brought you endless amounts of happiness to see his dark eyes brighten in excitement and joy when he spoke of his creations. You couldn’t help but daydream of the dorky smile he kept on his tanned face, or even the way he teasingly puckered his lips at you when he tickled you.

Noah reached up and grabbed your hand as he rubbed his eyes sleepily, “Y/n I’m tired.”

You bent down to pick the exhausted boy who usually bounced with energy and cuddled him in your arms, “Alright, let’s get you washed up and into your PJ’s.” You stole a quick glance at Leo before turning out of the living room to head towards the bathroom.

“Okay,” Leo huffed, leaping over the couch to sit rather close to you, “Little man is asleep. So… ”

You wrung your hands together nervously, “So? Is there something you wanted to talk about?”

Leo bit his lip in thought, something that made your heart swell with the desire to kiss his pink lips just once at least. Gods, what’s the matter with you Y/n?

“Yeah, I’m-… I’m sorry I left you for so many years. I’m so stupid to even think just because we were best friends when we were younger I could ask you to babysit my kid.”

You shook your head slightly in disagreement, “You aren’t stupid, I’m glad you asked me. Otherwise, I would have never met Noah… or seen you again.” You mumbled the last part under your breath.

Leo did not utter another word, unable to tell whether or not to feel guilty that you believed he wouldn’t come find you. He’d always come back to you, he promised that years ago when he had that near death experience in his bedroom when his hover tool rack malfunctioned and exploded right near his face. He’d never forget the look on your delicate features when you walked in to see him applying band-aids onto the rather large gash on his left cheek, the way you rushed over to him and held his good cheek in your hand as you examined him. He’d promised to be more careful with his work ever since then, never wanting to leave you alone in this world.

But he did.
He left without so much as a goodbye to you, but what was he supposed to say? ‘Oh, I’m leaving you and everyone else so I can elope with my freakin’ goddess girlfriend.’ Yeah, I don’t think that’s something you’d want to hear.

“Leo…” He heard you murmur shyly, catching his attention and making him look over, “I’ve been meaning to tell you this ever since we were teenagers.”

He waited anxiously for you to finish, urging you with frantic nods of his head and a quiet, “Go on.”

Your eyes shut tightly as you spoke as you pretended you were back in your apartment, in front of the mirror rehearsing this for the millionth time. Letting out an audible sigh you finished, “I’m in love with you.”

Leo stared blankly at your cringing figure, your nervous face now buried in your hands while you listened for his reaction. How was he supposed to respond? I mean he had a crush on you back in your camper days, did he still like you? He quietly mulled over the thought before he answered, afraid he might regret his decision either way. Although while he did this, he was unaware of how much torment it brought you, you thought you’d ruined everything.

Warm tears pricked at the corner of your eyes, “I’m sorry… Just forget I said anything at all.”

Leo looked up at your now standing figure, panicked brown eyes showing waves of concern.

“I’ll… I’m just gonna go. Thanks for hanging out with me, though.”

His warm and calloused hand entrapped your soft and reasonably small hand in his own, “Wait!” His mouth moved on its own and –he guessed– his mind was made up.

I think I love you too.”

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Professor Winchester (Dean Winchester x Reader AU) Chap. 7

Professor Winchester Masterlist

Word Count: 2,353

Professor!Dean Winchester x Reader AU

Warnings: Language, smut (unprotected), fluff


Just as you finish up the last swipe of lipstick, you step back from your mirror, taking in your appearance. You’re supposed to be heading over to Dean’s house for you date in less than ten minutes and of course, you’re running low on time- why wouldn’t you be? It seems to be in your nature to be late to all things, no matter how much time you give yourself in advance to get ready.

Dean refused to tell you what you two are doing on your date tonight. He said he wanted to keep it a surprise, which only made figuring out what to wear more difficult. You don’t normally put too much thought into what you wear, but you wanted to make sure you looked cute today. It’s your first date with Dean; therefore, a special occasion in your eyes. So you had settled on the cutest articles of clothing you own- a skirt and a sweater, paired with ankle boots. That combined with your makeup and straightened hair, you know you look to die for.

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The squip turns human (idk how lol) but like: has exactly zero (0) immune system. Cue reluctant caretakers (and like a ton of angst/hurt if ur cool w that)

Word Count: 2,011

Jeremy had one of the best days at school since the whole squip incident. He was able to get through all of his classes without hearing a single peep from that little microcomputer implanted in his brain, and yes, was he freaking happy about this. A perfect Friday to go on to a perfect weekend with his best friend. As Jeremy made his way to his final class and sat down he looked over and saw Michael and gave him a small smile,

“Dude, you have no idea how amazing I feel today!” Jeremy exclaimed as quietly as he could to not draw the teacher’s attention,“The squip hasn’t tried to talk to me all freakin’ day, which means he probably freakin’ gave up which is the best thought I’ve had in weeks,” Jeremy did a lopsided grin,

“So our weekend is gonna be awesome?” Michael asked leaning towards his friend so they could easily whisper during the class,“I have Mountain Dew Red and doctor pepper in my cruiser right now, and I guess we won’t need the red from the sounds of it,” Michael did a cheeky grin in response.

As soon as the final bell rang both boys jumped out of their seats to make their way out of the door. Luckily that evening they didn’t have any play rehearsal, or a drama club meeting since Jake had a lacrosse game and him and rich wouldn’t even show so they decided to reschedule. On the way out of the school the boys wished Jake luck, and Jeremy did his best to hide a laugh when he saw rich painting his face in their school’s colors. Finally they made their way out and to Michael’s nice little piece of junk car. Sure it was old, didn’t have air conditioning and was about to fall apart at any minute but Michael couldn’t just get rid of it, he had grown to love the huge piece of medal.

Michael and Jeremy got into the car on their respective sides and Michael started the car,“Mind if we listen to some music,” and without waiting for an answer from Jeremy Michael reached over and turned his radio up so Marley was blasting throughout the car. Soon they arrived at Jeremy’s house and Michael parked and got out of his car after backing in. “So, Jeremy, what’re we gonna do first?” Michael asked as he got his bag of clothing from the backseat of his car,

“I think after we get the Dr. Pepper in the fridge then we should set up our games and get ready for a mean game of Mario party, then after that we should get out the Dr. Pepper and work in finally beating apocalypse of the damned,” Jeremy spoke as he searched his bag for his keys, then he pulled them out with an ‘aha!’ before he turned and unlocked the door and pulled it open, allowing both boys to go into the quiet house,

“So your dad got a job?” Michael asked, as he threw his bag on the couch and made his way towards the basemen now carrying just the case of Dr. Peoper,

“Yeah, after you talked some sense into him he decided it would be a good idea to not just work from home but go to the office so he could get more done, plus interact with more than just his teenager son,” Michael nodded in response as he flicked the light to the basement on and he walked down the stairs before freezing and staring at something, or someone in the room laying curled up on his beanbag.

“Jeremy, I think someone broke into your house,” Michael whispered as he stood still on the step, staring at the body on his beanbag, thought nearly fell when Jeremy pushed his way to try and see what was going on,

“What the..?” Jeremy mumbled,“Lets go question that person,”

“Only You Jeremy ‘some guy broke into my house so I’m gonna go ask him why he’s here then politely ask him to leave,’”

“I mean, what else can I do Michael,” Jeremy mumbled, speaking more to himself then his best friend,“But come on, maybe we know him? Maybe someone’s just playing a prank on us,” Jeremy pushed Michael’s back which finally got the taller teenager to take the final steps down the stairs. Jeremy paused and took a deep breath before he slowly crept over to the body and poked it,

“Nnnnggg,” was all he got out of the person, so he kicked him,“What the fuck,” the person on the bag said, Jeremy froze when he recognized that voice,

“Squip?!” Jeremy eyes the person as the other slowly pushed himself up so he could make eye contact with Jeremy,“Holy fuck! This is where you’ve been all day?! What the hell happened, How are you human?! Michael can see you?! Squip! What the hell happened?!” He repeated, and in response to his yelling the squip winced.

“Shush, jeremy, I do not know why I’m here but you’re shouting is..causing pain,” squip moved his hands and ran his fingers through his hair,

“You know what pain is?!” Michael asks and looks at Jeremy with wide brown eyes,

“Of course I do, I’m a super computer..Well now I’m a super computer as a human, but still, I know everything that I was programmed to know. So I know what pain is in order to help Jeremy,”

“Okay, I like it a lot more when I can’t hear you,” Michael said and moved to stand behind, then both boys jumped when they heard the squip made some loud noise,

“What the hell was that?!” Squip shouted and gave Jeremy and Michael a confused look,

“I think that..was a sneeze?” Jeremy spoke slowly but halfway through he started laughing,“Oh my god, squip you sneezed!”

“I did not!” Squip cried out before sneezing again and covering his face, then he made a low growling noise as the two teenagers began laughing at him,

“Okay, squip move, Michael and I are going to play video games,” Jeremy pushed the computer turned human with his foot, which resulted in a glare from the body on the beanbag then he moved off of it and laid on the floor behind it.

“Okay, lets do this,” Michael fell backwards onto his bean bag then quickly sat up and grabbed his controller, Jeremy soon followed him with siting on the bag and turning the console on.

The room fell silent except for the two boys fighting while playing Mario party, competing for who would be the winner. Michael smiled as he was able to take the lead on their game, but then Jeremy clicked the pause button as he heard some weird noise from behind him. He turned and looked at Michael, who in response just shrugged, before he got up and walked through the basement.

“Squip, what’re you doing? And where are you?” He heard the noise again and turned towards it and looked at the boy in the bathroom, who was standing up and throwing up in the sink. Jeremy stared at him and felt himself pale, and the unsettling feeling of nausea hit him.

“Are You..sick?” Jeremy asked slowly, concentrating so he wouldn’t join the other in throwing up. He waited for the other to respond but all he got in response was the boy throwing up in the sink again, this was all too much for Jeremy and he pushed his way past Squip and fell in front of the toilet before throwing up himself.

“What the hell Jeremy you’re..suppose to help me..” Squip gagged holding himself over the sink,“stop..Jeremy stop it..” Jeremy shook his head and stood, quickly making his way out of the room that smelt of filth.

“Michael!” Jeremy called out,

“What up?” Michael asked as he leaned back so he could see Jeremy,

“So the squip is in the fucking bathroom throwing up the nothing in his guts, what the heck do we do?!” Jeremy asked and Michael shrugs a bit in response,

“Too bad for him, he was a dick to you so there no reason for us to help him,” Jeremy did a small nod in response to Michael and sat back down on his beanbag to continue their game.

Jeremy was finally able to somehow wiggle himself into first place near the end of their game, but everything was thrown to a pause once again when they heard a loud crash,

“What the /fuck/ are you doing?!” Michael shouted before turning around and looking at the figure on the ground,“Jeremy I think squip fell,” Michael spoke dryly, annoyed by the fact squip continued to ruin their time together. Though, to the surprise of Michael, Jeremy got up and walked to the squip and kneeled down next to him,

“Hey squip, are you okay..? You took quite the fall there,” Jeremy moved and rolled him over so he could get a look at his face. Jeremy did a small sigh of relief when he saw the squip slowly blinking his eyes open, but Jeremy couldn’t stop himself from pressing his hand to the squip’s head, “Michael, we have to help him, he has a fever,” Jeremy spoke softly as he stood and tried to lift the squip,

“Jeremy, but..Why are we going to help him he destroyed you, he destroyed us..”

“I know, Mikey, but to me it doesn’t matter you have to help everyone, because, yeah they might’ve been a high dick but..They’re human, Well technically squip is a super computer, but he’s never had to have a human body so I think we should help him at least get the fever down,”

Michael sighed but reluctantly made the decision that he would just go along and help his player one,“So what should we do?”

“Um, I think we should get him up and onto a bed? Then work on getting this fever down, can you carry him up to the guest room and I’ll grab a trash bin,” Michael sighed a bit and then picked the squip of bridal style and carried him up the stairs,“Thanks Michael for being the best person ever and being super strong,” Jeremy spoke as he ran up the stairs after Michael then made his way into his room and grabbed his trash bin the he carried it into the guest room and set it down next to the bed.

“Okay, thanks Michael,” Jeremy offered him a small smile before he asked,“Can You damp a cloth and put that in his forehead? I’ll get some medicine and water for him then we can, finish our game?” Michael sighed and went off to do his part of the job as Michael ran to the kitchen and searched through the cabinets, before he was able to pull out the correct pill bottle and then grab a bottle of water and make his way back to the room,

Jeremy felt his heart melt when he saw Michael sitting on the bed gently placing the damp cloth on the Squip’s head, Jeremy had known he wanted to date that boy but nothing made it clearer than that instant.

“Michael, you’re amazing,” Jeremy whispered and then got the squip to take the medicine before he allowed him to lay back down and sleep,“If You need anything, Michael and i will be downstairs, just call for us or I guess throw something so we can hear it,” squip just gave a small nod in response and then the boys were off making their way back down the stairs.

“Thank You Michael,” jeremy out his arm around his friend,

“Hey, I’d do anything for you Jer, even if it means taking care of something- or I guess someone I hate.” Jeremy rolled his eyes then the boys were able to get back to their game.

Sadly, Michael got back in first and he won the game.

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Characters:  Wang Jackson x You (OC)

Genre:  Smut, Fluff

Beware:  I WILL MAKE USE OF JACKSON’S HONEY THIGHS which are so freakin’ sexy so yeah EXTREME THIGH RIDING AF, Overstimulation, Daddy kink (coz Jackson is Daddy AF)  spanking - ALL THAT GOOD STUFF

Length:  1777 words

Plot:  You and Jackson are having a movie night and just cuddling but it turns a bit physical so you began to wrestle and do something else….



It is so cold and rainy outside.  You are supposed to go out with your boyfriend for a dinner date – however, because of the lazy weather, you two just decided to spend the night at your place.  So here you are, lying on the couch, cuddling and hugging each other under the covers while watching your favorite movie.

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Priorities, Man - Peter Parker x Reader

Word Count: 1448 

Plot: Peter attempts to tell you his Spidey secret, but… priorities, man.

Inspired by: How I Met Your Mother Season 3 Episode 17

Warnings: fluff and some swearing

Author’s Note: i really like how i met your mother okay dont judge… judge… please let me know if you like this by commenting, liking, etc! i know i’m not perfect, so if there is something you think i could do to improve my writing, let me know! (be nice, tho… i’m sensitive, guys)

Thanks for reading!

You rushed to your front door, swearing as you tripped over a pair of shoes that were laying in the middle of the hallway. Kicking the shoes out of the way, you hopped on over and opened the door, revealing your best friend standing in the doorway. He looked just as out of breath as you were; the bags under his eyes weighing down his smile and a blackish-purple color surrounding his beautiful brown eyes. His hair was wet from the rain that had been pouring all day on the streets of Queens, and his shirt was a little torn up from- what you assumed- running to your apartment. He looked in your eyes with despair, attempting to catch his breath.

“Jesus, you look like hell,” you commented, leaning against the door as Peter made his way into your apartment.  

“I-I need to talk to you,” Peter said sternly while looking around the room. “Are your parents home?”

“Yeah, they are in their rooms-”

“Okay, let’s talk in your room then,” he interrupted, taking your hand and dragging you down the hallway. Once he reached your room, he opened the door and lightly pushed you inside.

“Woah, woah, Pete. Calm down, you’re scaring me,” you said with a nervous laugh. Your hands rested on your bed as you sat down and whispered, “What’s up, buddy…?”

He slammed the door and took a deep breath. “(Y/n), I am about to tell you something that you cannot tell anyone. Not Aunt May, n-not Ned… nobody!”

You jumped off  the bed and threw your hands in front of his face, “No!” You got closer to him, shaking your head as you continued to quietly yell, “No, no, no! You are not making me keep another secret!”

Peter placed his hands on your shoulders, attempting to get you to calm down. “(Y/n), please. I need to tell somebody, this-this burden has been weighing on my shoulders and I can’t take keeping it from you anymore.”

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion- you didn’t know whether to change the subject or let him tell you. However, you have had a history of not being able to keep secrets. “Peter, you know I love you. You are my best friend,” you stressed while placing your hands on his shoulders as well. “But the last time you told me a ‘big secret’, I ended up fainting because I couldn’t tell Aunt May you were the one who brought a stray dog home.”

Peter forced out a laugh and shook your shoulders, “No, (Y/n). This is different-”

“If it’s different and more important than a stray dog, then you probably shouldn’t tell me,” you interrupted with a chuckle.

“(Y/n), I trust you, okay?”

You sighed and looked down at your feet, gulping in fear of the big secret that was about to be revealed.

“O-Okay… so, um,” Peter cleared his throat, and you looked back into his desperate brown eyes. “I-”

“NOPE,” you exclaimed while plugging your ears. “I can’t hear you, now!”

“(Y/n), wh-what are you doing-”

“LA LA LA, LA LA,” you yelled, dancing as you jumped onto your bed, shaking your head and prancing around to the imaginable beat that played in your head. “LA LA LA , LA LA-”

“(Y/n)!” Peter shouted at you with a small chuckle, waving his hands to get your attention. However, you just continued to shake your head and dance on your bed. He sighed, ready to give up because of your ignorant, childish reaction. Peter rolled his eyes before noticing your phone on the table next to the door, a lightbulb forming in his head as he got an idea. He quickly shuffled over to the table, grabbed your phone, and threw it at you.

“LA LA LA- holy shit!” you blurted while catching your phone. Your hands were no longer covering your ears, and Peter took this as his moment to tell you what he had been hiding for so long. “Peter, why did you throw my-!”

“I’m Spider-Man,” he blurted with an exhausted expression, in hopes you wouldn’t freak out. Your eyes flew wide open and you stared at him for a few minutes before resting your hands on your knees, exhaling as you closed your eyes.

“Peter freakin’ Parker,” you groaned, leaning back up with your phone in your right hand and your left hand on your forehead. “Who do you think you are?”

“Look, I’m so so sorry for lyi-”

“YOU COULD HAVE KILLED MY PHONE,” you yelled while jumping off the bed. Peter stood dumbfoundedly as you got closer to him. “YOU NEVER… EVER… THROW MY PHONE EVER AGAIN!”

Peter mumbled, “Did you hear the part when I said-”

“Yeah!” you interjected, “You’re Spoody, big whoop. Meanwhile, I would have a shattered phone if I didn’t catch it!”

“But you did, so there’s no problem-”

“But what if I didn’t, Pete! What if I just didn’t catch it, and it cracked and you would have had to pay for it! And we both know that you couldn’t have paid for it because you are still doing that whole dumpster diving thing,” you rambled before Peter cut you off.

“(Y/n), would you just listen to me? It’s just a phone-”

“No, Peter! You are giving me a heart attack because not only did you throw my phone,” you lowered your voice, “but you told me you are the crime fighting spider thing that constantly puts himself in danger! You can’t just- what if you get hurt? I love you so much, words cannot describe and I don’t know what I’d do without you, but god, Peter! You are such a fuckin’ idiot… A smart, heroic, idiot and I have no right to be mad at you for doing the right thing, but,” you took a deep breath and gave a sad smile. “I just… I can’t lose you.”

“I take it this isn’t about your phone,” Peter said, smiling as he stepped closer to you.

You forced out a laugh and rolled your eyes, “Of course, it’s not just about my phone. I mean, I did have to yell at you about it first cause… priorities, man. But it took me a moment to realize what you told me, and then so many thoughts raced through my mind like what if something happened to you or you got seriously injured or what if I never get to see you again because- ”

Peter placed his hands on your fiery red cheeks and leaned close to you, pressing his lips to yours before you could ramble for four more hours. Your eyes closed as you placed your hands on his neck and pulled him closer. His hands slid down to your waist as you wrapped your arms around his neck. He smiled while his lips were still connected to yours before pulling away, a dorky grin plastered on his adorable face.

“W-where did that come from,” you gushed, butterflies flying around in your stomach.

“I’m… I, I don’t really know,” Peter stumbled over his words while he rubbed the back of his neck, one hand still resting on your waist. “I just needed to find some way to shut you up.”

“Gee thanks,” you joked and bit your lip. “And the first thing that popped into your head was to kiss me?”

“Well, you did say you loved me.”

“You are my best friend, of course I love you.”

Peter looked down at the floor in embarrassment before realizing that you may not have meant that in the way that he hoped. “So… are you saying you don’t feel that way about me?”

“Now, I never said that,” you smirked. You leaned in and kissed him once more before your parents stormed into your room.

“(Y/n), what is going on in her- oh,” your mother said in concern. Her features relaxed when she noticed it was just Peter. You quickly pulled away from him and crossed your arms, feeling the heat rise to your cheeks, once again.

“Hi, mom.”

“H-hey, Mrs. (L/n),” Peter greeted with a smile.

“I heard some yelling and thought that you were going crazy, (Y/n)!” your mother joked, “But, I see you are with Peter so… I’ll leave you two alone.”

“Thanks,” you said in a flat tone, glad that your mother didn’t say anything to embarrass you.


“So, you’re Spooderman, huh?” you quipped with a grin.

“Why can’t anyone say it right,” Peter complained.

“Maybe because everyone likes teasing you.”

“If I asked you out on a date, would you call me 'Spider-Man’?”

“I will definitely go out on a date with you, but I can’t promise anything,” you winked and kissed him on the cheek.

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So uh. Yeah. This is a thing. That I wrote. AND YEAH IT TOOK ME A COUPLE HOURS TO FINISH WHICH PISSED MYSELF OFF CAUSE EVERYTHING ELSE IS A STRUGGLE AND THIS??? LITERALLY CAME SO EASY TO ME??? What. What. WHAT. Ugh. Anyway. Yeah, so I EMBARRASSED MYSELF WRITING THIS SO WARNING. Something hella embarrassing happens in this and if you feel any form of social awkwardness from movies and/or books, just… Just be prepared man. On the plus side, THIS WAS SO FUN TO WRITE MAN. (But the ending kinda sucks so sorry not sorry, I TRIED OKAY.) 

Tags: @allaboutdatcalum (bc she requested this… In a way. ^-^ I AM GRATEFUL, THIS TURNED OUT FAB, hopefully), @fuckyeahbulletclub (bc she is my boo boo af AND I LOVE HER AND I HOPE SHE LOVES THIS we were talking about it all day today bc I WAS SO EXCITED FOR IT) and lastly tagging @hardcorewwetrash (bc Seth is the love of her life and??? She’s my bae??) 

Warnings: NSFW, lots of cursing, insults, masturbation, sexy times,  uh. Yeah. That’s. That’s it. My warnings. BUT YEAH SO YEAH. And it’s also pretty fluffy fluff Sethie poo cause. Come on. He’s a toughie but. He’s a real sweetie pie, like come on. COME ON.

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RFA+V and Saeran take care of MC after she gets her wisdom teeth pulled


  • Okay, he feels really bad for you
  • When he drove you to the appointment, he tried to comfort you the best he could and just ended up singing to you
  • When they let you go, you were as high as a gd kite
  • He felt really bad because it was obvious that you were uncomfortable and just all around super messed up
  • “MC you can’t sleep here we have to go home”
  • As soon as you guys got home you passed out
  • Like, you didn’t even change
  • You just walked right up to the bed and face planted into it
  • He took off your shoes for you and put you under the covers
  • When you wake up, he just hella babies you
  • He feeds you apple sauce and makes sure you takes your meds and checks your mouth all the time
  • He’ll come nap with you sometimes because you’re just so freakin tired, like
  • He didn’t know a person could sleep so much


  • He got his wisdom teeth pulled in high school and he just remembers being f u c k e d  u p
  • He sort of tries to give you your space because he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable or overwhelmed
  • He brings you home and you take a little nap as he plays LOLOL
  • When he sees you in the chat room, he immediately asks you how you’re feeling and if you need anything
  • He brings you water and that’s when he realizes that you guys didn’t prepare
  • “Okay, I’ll run to the store really fast and get a bunch of smushy foods for you to eat! I’ll be right back!”
  • He left you alone and you’re starving
  • The two of you don’t typically go shopping together, but he gets distracted by every new food he hasn’t tried, so it usually takes like four years for him to get out of the grocery store
  • you put a banana in the blender
  • and then ate it out of the blender with a spoon
  • Anyways,
  • he comes home within a reasonable time frame with mashed potatoes, oatmeal, and macaroni
  • “MC what did you put in the blender???”
  • “Ok so it’s like you made your own baby food… Now I don’t feel so weird about buying you actual baby food.”
  • He feeds you because you want to be babied and its actually adorable


  • “MC are you okay? Is there anything I can get you?”
  • Constantly
  • Nurse Jaehee at your service
  • “No. Seriously, Jaehee, I’m fine.”
  • She won’t even let you get out of bed
  • If you need anything, she brings it to you as fast as humanly possible.
  • You tried to get up to get yourself some water after a few hours and she dragged you back to bed, then got you water herself
  • “I don’t care if it’s just your mouth. You need to rest and feel better.”
  • Even the next day, she’s still going at it
  • On the third day of all of this, you convince her that you’re good enough to be alone and she goes back to work
  • She makes you promise that you’ll only get up when it’s absolutely necessary
  • She still calls you whenever she has to remind you to take your meds or do anything else
  • She’ll even call when there’s nothing important to say
  • “I just wanted to make sure you’re okay and you don’t need anything. Also, I wanted to make sure that you’re still in bed.”
  • “Y-yes ma’am.”
  • You’d been on the couch all day, watching TV, but as soon as you heard that tone, you practically sprinted to the bed like she could see you.
  • “Oh, I’m so glad! I’ll be home later”
  • She won’t let you shower alone, “In case you have a bad reaction to the medication.”


  • He doesn’t totally know what to do with you, but he sort of treats you the same way he does when you have a cold
  • Makes sure you’re comfortable and have food that you can actually eat
  • He actually skips a day of  work to go to your appointment with you and then stay home with you afterwards
  • “MC what are you doing…?”
  • “I con’t feel ma mouf”
  • He’s a little woozy with blood, so he’s not very helpful there.
  • He does offer you applesauce and mashed potatoes though
  • He kissed you without thinking about it and freaked out because he tasted blood on his lips
  • After you ran out of gauze, your mouth was still bleeding and you started panicking
  • “MC I looked it up, and people say that if you use tea bags instead of gauze,”
  • “You what”
  • “I looked it up…?”
  • “YOU WHAT”
  • The boy learned google for you
  • He actually went out and looked at the flavors of Popsicles and bought you what he thought you’d like best
  • “My wife’s mouth is bleeding, so the least I can do is purchase…. Popsicles….?”
  • He googled what popsicles were too


  • He filmed you waking up, sent it to the group chat, then put it up on Youtube
  • “Sa…Seven…? I wanna sleep.”
  • He just laughed at you the whole time.
  • Eventually, he was able to wake you up enough for them to let you go home and you fuckin passed out in the car
  • He refused to miss anything hilarious that happened on the ride home
  • After like ten minutes of driving you bring your head up and widen your eyes
  • “Oh my god… OH MY GOD.”
  • He starts freaking o u t. He thought you were in pain or that something legit had happened.
  • And then you’re out again
  • He has to pull over to laugh because he doesn’t want to crash the car
  • He’s laughing so hard that he’s crying and there’s a girl passed out in the passenger seat
  • A very suspicious officer forced him to show her the video of what had happened to make him laugh so hard
  • He carries you inside because you will n o t wake up
  • He wants to take care of you, but you keep doing the dumbest shit and he keeps laughing
  • Eventually, you get super frustrated and tear up
  • Then he feels bad and starts babying you


  • He’s not overly worried about you, but he really wants to take care of you.
  • Whenever you offer to do something you usually do, he tells you no and does it himself
  • When you’re super out of it right after the surgery, he just kinda plays along with whatever you say
  • “V, I don’t wanna go to school tomorrow… Fuck high school…”
  • “Well MC, you can skip school tomorrow and stay home with me if you’re good for the doctors.”
  • “Baaaaaaaabe, I want to call Jumin.”
  • “Okay, tell him hi from me.”
  • He thinks that it’s a little hilarious, but he also can’t help but feel bad for you
  • After you come down from your dental high, he makes sure you’re not too horribly uncomfortable and lays with you
  • Finally an excuse to just lay in bed together all day
  • He gets you whatever you ask for and just holds you all day


  • Seeing you this drugged up is really weird for him
  • Like, he’s hella worried and absolutely refuses to leave you alone
  • “MC… If you wanted to see Michael Jackson in concert, you should have gone a few years ago.”
  • When the two of you get home, he just sits in a chair in the same room as you and stays there all day.
  • “Saeran, my mouth just hurts now. You can leave if you want to.”
  • He really didn’t want to.
  • It was comforting for him to sit with you and you’d be lying if you said that you didn’t love his company.
  • When you started to get antsy from not doing anything all day, he suggested going shopping for foods you could eat
  • He giggled every time you’d spill food on yourself, but he’d help you clean yourself up
  • At night when you two went to bed, he did something that you found (for some reason???) hilarious and you got a nosebleed. 
  • That scared the shit out of both of you, so he made you stay up for another hour to make sure you wouldn’t die
  • You ended up falling asleep ten minutes later and he didn’t have the heart to wake you up.
Meeting Him (Lee Jong Suk Scenario)

Genre: romance, fluff, comedy

Word count: 2 055

Warning:  none

Summary: A drama-like meeting.

You went back to the hotel, dead tired from all the walking around the city. Seoul was surely exciting and full of life, but you were exhausted and all you could think of was a nice bath in your nice hotel room, an episode of whatever drama was on TV while enjoying the luxury of having room-service in a five stars hotel.

Stepping inside the hotel drew you some curious looks which made you blush as you fumbled for your phone. Your shorts and simple t-shirt surely didn’t match the hotel’s image, nor did the dusty sneakers or backpack full of trinkets. Thank God you had the roaming services activated and were able to call your friend.

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The PhotoShoot.


“Can you set up the lights over here. I want to make sure this set is perfect!” Your friend stammered.

You nodded and did as you were told. You couldn’t help but laugh as you watched her pace back and forth around the pool area. Moving things around. Making small adjustments here and there. You can tell she was nervous.

“Come on Y/F/N, it’s not like you haven’t shot a celebrity before!” You chuckled.

She snapped her gaze at you and shrugged. “Yeah, but never anyone this gorgeous!” She squealed.

“Who is it? You haven’t even told me who the special guest is.” You spewed, throwing the props into the pool.

She flashed a cynical smile as a soft snarl escaped her lips.

Her phone went off, breaking the silence.

“Yea I’ll be right there!” She muttered. She slipped her phone back into her pocket and giggled like a little kid. “Oh my god, he’s here. Okay, get ready.” She flashed a wink.

You furrowed your brows but ignored the fact that she still has yet to tell you who you were taking photos of.

She liked to keep you guessing. Having you sit on the edge of your chair.

You took one last look at the set up, before you heard soft chatters, along with laughter. Obviously it was mostly your best friend that was giggling.

“Chris, this is my best friend slash assistant, Y/N.” She muttered.

You turned on your heels, and froze immediately as you laid your gaze on him.

There he was. The man you gawked over since you watched him on Parks and Rec.

“Y/N this is-”

“Andy-I mean owen-I mean Chris! Shit! Sorry.” You croaked, feeling the blood rush up to your cheeks from stumbling over your words.

His lips curled up and he let out a soft chuckle. “Damn, I have so many names!”

You couldn’t help but giggle. Something you did when you were nervous.

He kept his gaze on to you. Watching you fluster in your stance. He couldn’t help but think just how beautiful you are.

“Anyways, we should get started!” Y/F/N demanded. “Chris, there’s some clothes left out by the bathroom.”

He only nodded and started for the back. He glanced over at you, catching you staring back at him. And every time your eyes locked, you felt like you couldn’t breathe.

As he was out of sight, you looked back at your friend.

“Can you believe it? Chris freakin Pratt!” Your best friend squealed. “Aren’t you excited? He’s so cute. Ugh, I think I’m in love.”

You rolled your eyes, and shook your head. “He’s just like anyone else, only difference is, he’s on a movie.”

She stuck her tongue out and turned her back to you. “I don’t care. He’s gorgeous. I don’t think I can focus with him around.”

Chris got into the swim trunks and shirt you had picked out. And might you add, he looked extremely handsome.

“Let’s get this shit started! Whose ready to party?” He yelped, raising an eye brow, and looking between you and your friend.

“Awesome! Uh can you uh grab that dinosaur floatie by your foot?” She hesitated. “Just do whatever you want.”

He nodded and retrieved the floatie into his hands. “This awesome! Do I get to keep this when its done?” He asked.

“Nope! Sorry, but you can’t have them, I already called dibs!” You croaked.

Chris snapped his gaze to you, a smile slowly creeping on his face. “Oh, is that so?”

You nodded, as you crossed your arms over your chest.

“I’ll play you for it!” He stammered. “Let’s race. From the door to the fence. Loser gets to keep the dinosaur.”

You pondered over the idea for a moment, and caved. “Sure why not. Though you are going to lose.”

He stood straighter in his stance, and flashed a smirk. “Oh it’s on! You’re going down.”

“Yea okay, old man. We will see about that.”

Your best friend couldn’t stop giggling as she captured this moment.

Both you and Chris made your way to the door, and positioned yourselves for the race.

“I’ll go easy on you. I know it can be nerve wrecking to go against someone as sexy as me.” He winked.

You rolled your eyes and let out a loud cackle. “Someone is cocky.” You met his gaze and smirked. “Don’t worry, at least you will get a better view of my ass when I pass you up.”

Before he had time to respond, you pushed him down and darted toward the fence.

Chris couldn’t help but laugh as he pulled himself up and followed behind.

As you were just inches away, you slowly touched the fence, taunting him for losing.

His breathing was heavy, as he finally reached your side. “You’re a cheater! I could have totally beat you if you didn’t-” he paused taking in a deep breath.

“What was that? Is someone being a sore loser?” You chuckled.

He rolled his eyes, his smile growing more and more as he watched you laugh to yourself.

“Rematch!” He croaked.

You shook your head. “Maybe. But we should really get this photoshoot done.” You exhaled.

He nodded in agreement. “Ok, but this time, instead of the dinosaur, we play for something even better.”

You furrowed your brows. “And what’s that?”

“If I win, you have to give me the dinosaur, but if you win-” he paused, flashing a cynical smile. “You have to go out with me.”

Your friends mouth dropped. Her eyes growing wide as you and Chris locked eyes with one another.

You tried to refrain from smiling. act as if he was just like anyone else. And sure, you weren’t one to go crazy over celebrities, maybe be a fan of their work, but nothing far from that.

But something about him made you want to spend more time with him.

“Deal.” You muttered.

His lips curved, letting out a soft chuckle. He shook his head, his cheeks burning as he flustered in his stance.

He turned to your best friend and took in a deep breath.
“Well, how about those pictures.”

Dean/jensen meeting readers family? - This is crap. I’m so sorry.

You Don’t Know Me

“Fuck!” You yelled, throwing your phone down on the bed. Immediately, Dean and Sam both gave you confused looks and you sighed, then grabbed the bottle of whiskey and took a chug from it, then slammed it back down on the table.

“Well don’t drag it out any longer, Y/N,” Dean laughed and stood up. “I know for a fact this time that I didn’t do anything. Sam, was it you?” Sam just glared at him and you rolled your eyes.

“My brother just texted me,” You sighed and put a hand to your forehead.

“Your brother has your phone number?” Dean tilted his head to the side.

“Yes, Dean. For emergencies only. He knows the drill.”

“Wait - your brother knows you hunt?” Sam stood up as well. “Does he know about us?”

“Yes and no,” You sighed again and started pacing. “But that’s besides the point. My parents found out I’m in town. They want me to come over for dinner.”

“So don’t go,” Dean laughed like it was nothing.

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Live Blog TWP Ep. 6

This week I had just over 5 pages of thoughts as I watched the episode.  The timeline has become so convoluted I just can’t.  I think I nit pick more at the historical side of things in this one (not comparing the historical story of Henry & Elizabeth of York to the show, but rather other historical aspects).  Enjoy!


The whole royal fam turned out for this thang.  The fact they’re all wearing the same clothes lets me know this takes place on the same day William was arrested…. Come on, I know it was the medieval times, but surely they had more than one or two changes of clothes in their wardrobe.  They are the king and queen after all.

Lizzie grabs his hand like “don’t listen 2 the haterz.”

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Reasons Why Donnie RULES OOTS:
  • WHEW, lucky Don was on hand to catch Leo - one-armed - and let him just dangle there while the others bicker.  It’s time to go? That’s okay, he’ll just throw his bro into the air. One-armed. Nonchalant badass.
  • “Doitdoitdoit, won’t stop until you do it!” - I think we just had a snapshot into Raph and Don’s relationship growing up. And it’s ADORABLE. <3
  • “I say go, you say Knicks!” - why is it when Donnie leads the cheer I can’t stop myself following?
  • That wiggly little dance of glee he does when they score a goal.
  • Why does he carry around a peashooter? Not just any peashooter, the world’s fanciest peashooter. What’s that about? Why does it need a telescopic sight? Just because he can? Just for giggles? Or was that one of his first inventions, created primarily to torment the hell out of Raph and Mike??? MYSTERIES.
  • Casually tasing Mikey without even looking. More nonchalant badassery.
  • Fanboying over Baxter Stockman. <3
  • But he doesn’t even question April’s claims. He completely trusts her.
  • omg he’s programmed that fucking watch to display his own smiling cartoonified-face when a task is completed ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh his attention to detail is OFF THE HOOK.
  • Speaking of: that fucking battletruck! 
  • That fucking battletruck and yet all he can do is apologise for all the little things he hasn’t finished yet. “When it’s done it’s gonna be amazing!” Donnie you are too cute. You are too precious. You are too adorable. Your fucking battletruck is already amazing and everyone is in awe of you and yet you won’t be happy until you’re sure the job is done. YOU’RE amazing.  DON’T ARGUE. SHUT UP. YOU ARE.
  • Because he’s thoughtfully equipped the rear of that truck with punching bags. He knows exactly what Raph is like and exactly how impossible he’d be to travel with. He thinks of everything. He really is “The Brains”.
  • “Big-ass magnet”. One of only two characters who cuss in this movie. That nonchalant badass.
  • “Appears to be some sort of residue from a teleportation event”. Donnie how exactly is it that you have words for EVERYTHING? 
  • Oh, Mikey’s gonna do an intro reel is he? Okay then, Donnie’s just gonna roll with that. He doesn’t even hesitate, he just plays along! He might be quiet, and studious, and cerebral, but make no mistake, Donnie definitely has a unique flamboyant edge to his personality. Donnie is the most fun, next to Mikey.
  • He tracks Bebop and Rocksteady via “isotopic signatures” HOW I DON’T EVEN KNOW BUT HE DOES IT AND IT WORKS.
  • Then he spends his spare time between hunting crooks and dinner to whip up a whole batch of retromutagen. Okay Donnie, this prodigy thing is getting kinda old, take it down a notch willya.
    Kidding! Do it some more!
  • Hyper-excited Donnie practically hyperventilating as he so-carefully speed walks to Leo: “Leo! Leo! Oh my gosh oh my gosh this amazing!”
  • oh MY GOD the LOOK on his face when Leo shuts him down. The way he bows his head. How he dutifully, obediently responds with perfect logic and rationale to bolster Leo’s position, yet he cannot disguise the utter heartbreak and devastation he’s feeling. This is one of the finest moments in the movie, every gesture and expression and vocal intonation is absolutely perfect and there are galaxies of unbearable emotion in those eyes that leave us all aching and anguished for the generous, loyal, completely self-sacrificing turtle that is the one and only Donatello.
  • He does NOT LIKE that Leo asks him to keep it a secret from Raph and Mikey, he does not like it ONE BIT. But for Leo, he will.
  • “Sorry guys”. I just love that he acknowledges the unfairness of it all to the others.
  • Did he really blind Leo by accident or was that a little pass-agg retaliation cos Leo harshed his buzz about being in the museum? You really can’t tell, and that makes it even more awesome. 
  • Baffling Leo with geek speak. Love. It.
  • Just tasing a couple of cops, nbd. 
  • He bows his head when Raph yells at him about lying to his family, but he does not snitch on Leo, all the same.  You just know Donnie is feeling hella guilty anyway - he never wanted to keep it from them. He’s ashamed and heartsick. But he won’t snitch.
  • “You know the plan.” And then he jumps. He just steps up to the door, and jumps. Without a parachute. Like it’s no big thing. Like he’s just popping up the corner shop for a carton of milk. Donnie is possibly the biggest badass on the team? Eat yer heart out, Raph. 
  • Look at that smug bastard just casually plummeting through the air, swinging around the plane and landing perfectly. Like a badass. A nonchalant badass.
  • “Don’t worry, guys, I’ll level out the plane.” Yeah, nothing to worry about guys! The cockpit is blasted to shreds and the joystick just popped out, but don’t worry! Donnie’s got it all under control!
  • … uhhhhh… and it works! Holy shit, Donnie lands that fucking plane pretty goddamn well considering it’s basically just twisted sheets of metal at that point. Look, there’s no denying it anymore, Donnie is the freaking hero of this movie. And some.
  • “How could you??” The tone of voice says it all: “DO NOT BE A JERK TO MIKEY!!!!!!!”
  • “And boatloads of heart!” You can hear the genuine love and appreciation in his voice so hard I just got goosebumps from thinking about it!
  • Just casually strutting down the street with his super high-tech holograph computer display he whipped up one morning after breakfast from a coffee can and a lava lamp. nbd.
  • And there he goes, just leaping onto the edge of a strut at the top of the Chrysler. It’s how he doesn’t even seem to think about any of this deep-level badassery that makes it just so… badass.
  • I could die for the way he pep talks himself as he does all his sciency-computery stuff. (。♥‿♥。)
  • Oh don’t mind him, he’ll just casually hack the technodrome then casually leap right through the air to just casually stab Krang right through the droid with his freakin’ bo. H E R O.
  • As the technodrome disassembles, in that moment of joy and triumph, he reaches for his bros, seeking their touch, their closeness. <3
  • That humble, sweet, thrilled grin when he’s given his key. DONNNIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE why do you have to do this to me, I’ve got cavities.
  • Jumping for joy up the top of Liberty cos all the nonchalant badassery is taken care of for now and it’s time to be the adorable goof we all know and love so much. <3 <3 <3
  • For real though, Donnie gets shit DONE in this movie. SO MUCH SHIT GETS DONE BY THE HAND OF DONNIE. He out-brains, out-manouevers, out-techs, out-cutes and out-badasses literally everyone else in the whole goddamn movie and he’s still too freakin’ humble to even call attention to it even though he COULD and everyone else would be forced to recognise! But nah, Donnie will go on quietly over-achieving and knowing April is always gonna call because, let’s face it, who else is she gonna call? It’s not like Leo can hack the technodrome, track an isotopic signature, engineer a retromutagen, taser some cops, jump out of a plane without a chute, land a plane using only his bo and a whole lotta gumption AND put together an incredible battletruck whilst also being a muscular, agile, ninjitsu-fighting badass who delivers the final blow to Krang and protects his little bro at every turn, can he? Yeah, nah. DONNIE IS KING.
Svt at Prom

In honor of my schools prom being today and me not going i have created this masterpeice lol. enjoy ~

Coups: Okay so you’re going to prom with Coups, and tbh you thought it was going to be a chill night…like getting the outfits to match and everything was chill and easy, and he asked you super calm and well put together, but then you finally arrive at the venue and oh god what his wrong with him. Really dumb dancing and youre like wth i know you can dance better than this but nope, cheolie has embraced the awkward dad dancing and its embarrassing af but yet you lowkey love it. Also catch him shoving all the yummy prom food in his face when hes not dancing

Jeonghan: literally the best matching outfit to ever be seen on earth like literally. Totally helped you find your dress and its the most stunning outfit you’ve ever seen. He’d somehow locate flowers that perfectly matched your colors like how ??? totally ended up on prom court and no one was surprised. Idk why but i feel like he’d be a great slow dancer. Also before prom photos were better than anyone in the whole school.

Joshua: Super gentlemanly, like okay he put your corsage or whatever, anyways he was all blushy and cute when he was putting on you and he’d look so good in his suit you’d be worried that people would try and steal your precious date. Okay back to the gentlemanliness of our shua, he’d be the guy that opened all the doors, even the car door, pull out your chair, and like helped pick up your dress if it dragged on the ground so it wouldn’t get dirty and you wouldn’t trip on it. Hella weird on the dance floor tho, like pin drops everywhere and just extra shua all the way.

Jun: Wild all the way. Like the way he asked you was wild, and the whole school knew within minutes. Like Jun was already super popular and all the girls are like !!!!!! i wanna go to prom with juuuuuunnnn!!! But then he asked you and it was extra and so everyone knew real quick. Anyways he was like lets do this weird neon color together and you’re like lol no ??? the after prom party oh lord. So wild just imagine.

Hoshi: Okay so like first of all lets just imagine hosh in high school. I feel like rather then being super flawless i feel like he’d be kinda frumpy like shows up with sweatpants and messy hair  and wearing hats when he can, tbh probably plays sports too so when he shows up at prom with you everyones like wtf who is that and you’re just standing next to him like yah you betcha this is ma date. Like he’d clean up so freakin well. Crushed it on the dance floor and everyone is like messy hair hosh is actually amazing ??? im amazed just thinking about it.

Wonwoo:  Tbh you’d a bit worried prom would be a bit boring because wonwoo is like the most chill person in the school and you’ve literally never seen him at a dance let alone actually dancing but you love wonwoo and honestly if all he wanted to do was sit at the table you’d be 100% chill with that because simply going to prom with wonwoo is enough. The photos before prom wasn’t as awkward as you imagined it to be, and honestly you were shocked when you got there and danced to a couple slow songs with you. Going with wonwoo would be great for anyone who wants a chill time.

Woozi: Oh woozers what a great time. Freaking cutest couple there by far. Like both you and jihoon by yourselves are adorable, but when you both dress up and match each other the cuteness. Everyone at prom gushes of the two of you and jihoon is embarrassed as heck and youre just kinda giggling like wow. Tbh i feel like jihoon would be an embarrassed blushing mess from the moment he asked you to prom until he dropped you off at home but it would be the best experience for both of you.   

Seokmin: can i just say life of the party like holy cow. Tbh i feel like there wouldn’t be a whole big promposal or anything it would have just been like “oh hey yah seokmin we are going to prom together right?” and that would be that. Going to prom with seokmin would be so fun tho like even if you are shy or reserved like im positive he would be able to get you all crazy with him and like dancing all over the place and laughing super hard during dinner and the after party was just as fun. Just imagine omg

Mingyu: Ah mingyu. Our little puppy. I think he’d be more excited about prom then you would be. Like he’d be bouncing around and talking about it for weeks before it actually happened. Tried super hard to make the promposal really cute and just ended up stumbling over his words and like tripping or something but that just made you love it that much more. Seeing him all dressed up in a suit and everything was amazing but being able to spend the whole evening with him was even better. Id be you two and then you’d probably hang out with wonwoo or minghao and their dates and it would just be one big wild party.

Minghao: Okay so hao hao, lets just say right off the bat that he is the best dancer at the entire prom, and also yours. Freakin flawless in a tux just picture it. He’d be that guy that ended up on prom court all though no one really expected it but they also don’t have an issue with it? Best date for prom because he knows how to have fun but also keep things chill. You’d get to hang out with Jun and his date and it would be such fun time like oh wow. You two and jun and his date at a table and tbh you and hao just kinda sit there and drag all the really slutty dressed people and everything and just whip out all the snarky comments lol

Seungkwan: Prom queen. Jk jk seungkwan would be a great person to go to prom with because again like a few of the others he can both be a lot of fun but then have serious moments when need be. Catch him singing along to every single song they play tho. Like even when its a slow dance and a slow song, he’d be humming right along with the song as he twirled you around the dance floor.

Vernon: tbh i feel like vernon wouldn’t want to go to prom but like, he ended up being on the prom court so he was like shoot, but the thought of being able to take you made him want to go a little more like, he’d say he didn’t want to be there but deep down inside he was having a blast right alongside you. He ended up getting crowned king and you were all “see it was worth going” and the two of you ended up having more fun at the after party than the actual prom itself.

Chan: Chan really didn’t want to go to prom, but all his friends were going and he really wanted an excuse to spend the whole evening with you so he was like fine ill go. Super stiff the whole night lets be real like not super comfortable in his tux and he really wanted to impress you. He finally started to loosen up around the last 30 minutes, but it was still fun for the both of you. Rather than going to the after party like everyone else you went to some cheap restaurant still all dressed up and you got so many weird stares but whatever the two of you had a blast.

Imagine having a pie eating contest with Dean at the Bunker.

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You stared smugly into those forest green eyes.

This was going to be one hell of a good time. You can already taste it.

You tapped your fingers lightly on the steel counter, waiting for Sam to finish making his damn iced tea before going to join you guys as your referee.

Dean clicked his tongue impatiently and looked over at his brother. “Dude, really? Taking freakin’ ages, man. Hurry the hell up,” he snapped, turning his attention back to you.

You smirked. “Relax, baby boy. It’s only pie.”

Dean scoffed. “Only pie,” he muttered under his breath. He slammed his hand on the counter, making Sam sputter into his iced tea to keep from laughing. “Hurry up, Samuel!”

“Alright. Alright,” he settled next to us, a smirk on his face. “You guys are insane. Just letting you know.”

You grinned up at the tall Winchester before settling your eyes on Dean again.

Sam cleared his throat. “Rules. There are seven pies each. Whoever finishes all seven pies first, is free of laundry for a whole two months. And here’s the kicker…”

Dean and you looked up at Sam.

He smirked. “Use only your tongue. No teeth.”

Your smile dropped. “Use…? But, Sam, come on, our tongues are gonna be sore by the time we’re done.” You looked at Dean, hoping to see the same expression on his face. You rolled your eyes, however, when you saw him smirking at you.

“I have no problem using my tongue, Princess,” he drawled. He slammed his hand on the counter again, this time, a huge grin on his face. “Let’s do this!”

You groaned as you stood in front of your set of pies, your eyes no longer playful but wary. You knew you were done for. You couldn’t possibly get anything done with just your tongue.

“On your marks, get set- GO!”

You dove face first into the first pie, your hands clasped tightly behind your back as you stuck your tongue out and began to lick away at the sweet desert.

The kitchen was silent as you and Dean licked your way through the contest. Literally.

It was all fun and games. You were starting to get into it. And by the look of things, it seemed like you were almost done with your third pie, when you heard it.

Your tongue froze in mid swipe of the whipped cream. Your eyes snapped open.

Nahhh. It couldn’t be. Was Dean…? Is he actually…?

A low moan reached your ears and your head snapped up. Sam was no longer around and you mentally cursed the hazel eyed Winchester before getting a handful of pie and slamming it on top of Dean’s head.

“Arrrgh! What the hell?”

Dean looked up, slightly dazed and a bit irritated about being interrupted. He stared at you.

“What the hell, Y/N?”

It was then that you realized that your breathing was labored and it had nothing to do with eating the pies. You stared up at Dean, his lips red from the cherry filling, his nose and chin both a mixture of cherry syrup and whipped cream. You were pretty damn sure you looked the same.

“You did that on purpose,” you breathed, resting your hands on your hips to keep them from shaking.

Dean smirked. “Did what on purpose, Sweetheart?”

Oh he knew exactly what he did. He knew the affect he had on you. He had for months now, had even teased you slightly about it, running his hands down your arms when you were in line waiting for your order at a fast food restaurant. Or when you were trying to reach for something in the higher shelves in the kitchen and he was suddenly behind you, pressing into your back, his hands on your waist, gripping you just right.

He knew everything.

“You know exactly what, Winchester,” you muttered.

Dean slowly walked around the island counter, that tiny smirk still playing on his lips. He came to a stop just in front of you, your bodies almost pressing together. His eyes scanned your face before resting on your lips for a moment.

“And what might that be?” he murmured, his hand coming up to cup your face.

You swallowed hard. “You know exactly what-“

“Shh,” he hushed you before pressing his lips hungrily to yours.

Your mouth took him in almost instantly, sighing as his tongue touched yours. But then he did it again.

His tongue swiped inside your mouth and he moaned.

“God, you taste so good,” he breathed.

But this time, you didn’t smash pie anywhere on him. Instead, you wrapped your arms around him and deepened the kiss, ignoring the syrup and whipped cream getting into your hair.

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youcancallmedale  asked:

If you're still taking prompts, then perhaps something a little mundane. Could you write something about LB And CN hanging out with the newbies Volpina and Queen Bee if that's even what they're gonna be called and just generally chatting about life while avoiding specifics or maybe QB talking about talking to the media and loving the attention. Just take it whatever direction you want I just feel like a calmer story would be nice tonight. Good luck and have fun

do you mind if i use this prompt to vent a little? :P

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“Is anyone else in the middle of exams right now?”

Ladybug, Chat Noir, and Queen Bee all shot their hands up in the air, each with an equally distasteful look on their faces. Volpina winced. “Yup. Explains why we’re all tired.”

They were all laid out on their backs on the top of a roof, deciding that patrolling was useless at this point. Ladybug suspected that was going to be the case when Chat Noir announced that he only got three hours of sleep last night and when Queen Bee looked like she was two seconds away from falling on her face. Ladybug herself had just shaken herself out of a long bout of studying and the last thing she wanted to do was be active. Volpina looked to be the only one who was functioning. 

“How the fuck are you so perky right now?” Queen Bee muttered. Ladybug snorted. As sweet and kind as she was with Ladybug, Queen Bee had a bad habit of cursing up a storm when she was around the other two heroes. Ladybug found the switch hilarious and wondered if that was some of her civilian side poking through. 

“Coffee, dude,” Volpina answered. “A crap ton of coffee.”

“It is way too early into exams for coffee,” Chat Noir complained. “It’s only the first one. I refuse to drink it until like….exam three at least.”

“Oh good luck with that,” Ladybug snorted. “My coffee presser is already in top form.”

“Ayyy!” Volpina held out her hand for a high five and Ladybug enthusiastically returned it. 

“Forget coffee, I need a window to throw myself out of,” Queen Bee complained. “I don’t understand why in the holy hell we have to take physics. It’s not like I’m even going to be doing that track for the bac anyway.”

“Oh my God, physics is terrible!” Ladybug groaned. “I don’t get any of it…”

“Same!” Queen Bee exclaimed. “It’s the dumbest subject.”

“Um!” Chat Noir piped. “You losers are so ungrateful. Physics is beautiful.”

“Yeah,” Queen Bee snorted. “Beautiful like punch in the face.” 

“Let’s be honest, history is way worse,” Volpina piped in. “Tooooo much to memorize.”

Chat Noir nodded. “Seconded.”

Ladybug and Queen Bee both scoffed. “History is easy!” “Lord, history is nothing!”

“You two are freakin’ crazy! If only you knew how much was on our exam….”

“It’s just memorizing dates,” Ladybug said. “And like….general story lines. If you can memorize movie plots, you can memorize history.”

“Seriously, just read the textbook,” Queen Bee said. 

Just read the textbook!” Volpina mocked. “The textbook makes everything so complicated.”

“Oh, no it doesn’t.”

“Dude, the textbook is insane,” Chat Noir complained. 

“What textbook are you using?” Ladybug asked. “Ours is super straightforward.” 

“Are you kidding me!? Unless we’re out to become politicians, history has no use.”

“Not true!” Queen Bee piped in. “Trust me. My father says history is always important. Physics and math have no use.”

Ladybug and Queen Bee fist bumped. “Amen.”

“Okay,” Chat Noir frowned. “Physics has way more real life applicability than history. When am I ever going to need to know specifics about the French Revolution?”

“When am I ever going to need to know how to calculate force? I just want to be able to count my change and that’s it. What else would I need?”

“Your entire existence is thanks to physics!”

“So? That means I have to learn about it?”

Volpina groaned. “If we wanna pass our classes, we do.”

“Ugh, this is torture,” Queen Bee said. “There’s a week left of this crap.”

“Well look on the bright side,” Ladybug assured. “After this? Summer break!”

“Oooh!” Chat Noir piped up. “Can we have a superhero beach day?”

“How is that going to work if we have to stay transformed?” Ladybug asked in exasperation. 

“Swimsuits. Over. Our superhero suits.”

Queen Bee glared. “That’s the stupidest thing to come out of your mouth.”

Volpina grinned. “Actually, I like that. I approve.”

“Okay, we’re not doing a swimsuit day. Come up with something else.”

“Oh come on!! It’ll be cool! We can play beach sports! I’m very good at volleyball.”

“Okay, that’s super fun, I totally second this,” Volpina laughed. 

“No effing way,” Queen Bee deadpanned. 

“Of all the things you could’ve come up with,” Ladybug said with an eye roll. “Ice cream! Movies! Chilling in the park! You had to pick the most inconvenient activity.”

“Most inconvenient, or the most genius?”


Aw come on, my Lady, use your imagination a little.”

Queen Bee looked over the ledge of the roof. “Oh my God, get me out of here.”