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Mistake

Vegas | Tease | Oops | D | Game | Mistake

Series: Vegas

Note: The moment you all have been waiting for… Hold onto your caps, people, because this one is a roller coaster.

Word Count: 3586

Warnings: Language, angst…no smut in this one, guys. 😳

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You knew you’d fucked up.

The second those words flew out of your mouth, your eyes shot open and your breath caught in your throat. You were quickly shaken from the spell Daveed had placed you under, and as reality settled in, you began to panic.

Without delay, you pushed Daveed off you and clambered off the bed. He was silent and you didn’t know if it was because he was in shock or because he was still coming down from his high, but either way, you knew you had to get out of there before he started speaking.

You were pulling your jeans on hastily when you finally spoke up. “I uh…I-I gotta go.” You said, trying to hide the fact that you were on the verge of tears. “It’s really late and I think I forgot to do something back home.”

“Y/N…” Daveed breathed softly, pushing himself up on his elbows to look at you.

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anonymous asked:

I haven't been on in a while, why are people hating on Shallura?

Okay so. At wondercon the showrunners stated that Allura was handling all this (Keith being galra, and basically everything from season 2) how any TEENAGER would 

They specifically used the word teenage, and the fandom went wild. Everyone was getting angry at eat other. Blogs started to delete their Shallura content

I personally think it’s stupid, because in season 1 we had a flashback as allura as a teenager.

Allura here is shown as a “moody teen” and as you can see there is a clear difference from how allura is then and how she is now. In this flashback she is probably 15-16 and that was before the war started. 

I am almost 19 and I would consider myself a teenager still. If allura is a teen she is probably 19. There is no way she is a younger teen because we clealy see a flashback of Allura as a teen in season 1.

Anyone saying that allura is 16-17 probably forgot about this scene, because this shows her s a teenager BEFORE THE WAR. If they are really saying Allura is a teenager she is in her LATE teens, which would make her an adult. Someone who is 19 is in their teens still. And since we do not know Shiro’s age exactly most shippers see him as anywhere from 21 - 25.

If people think a 19 year old wouldn’t date someone who is in their early 20′s they are wrong. I don’t see anything problematic about this ship if we go with this mindset. There is literally no way Allura is in her early teens.

anonymous asked:

This sounds weird but could you give some advice to other fanfiction writers? You're really good. 💕

oh my goooooooood where are all you lovely people coming from tonight?? 

alrighty, let’s give this a go!

Fanfic Tips:

Character Motivation

This is my biggest thing. You should always, at any given moment, know what every character in a scene wants. What they want is going to dictate how they act and react to things. Without characters wanting things, nobody ever does anything, and your fic doesn’t exist. 

When characters have different motivations and have to come together, magic happens. And as characters develop, their motivations change. 

Great example?

what Luke wants (general motivation: freedom -> The Right Thing): to get off his uncle’s farm and get to go be with his friends at the academy -> to be a Jedi and fight for the rebellion -> to learn more but also keep his friends safe -> to redeem his father.

what Leia wants (general motivation: fight Empire): to get the Death Star plans to the rebel base and find Obi-Wan Kenobi -> to not be in the Empire’s clutches -> to blow up the Death star -> to not be in the Empire’s clutches -> to save Han -> to blow up the other Death Star 

what Han wants (general motivation: self-preservation -> protect friends): to get his hands on some money so that he doesn’t get killed by a mob boss -> to escape the empire -> to help the rebellion/keep his friends safe

(Obi-Wan, meanwhile, pretty much just wants to keep Luke safe, and help the rebellion if he can.)

All different, all interweaving, most of them changing as the characters are influenced by others, and learn and grow. 

So yeah. You gotta know this shit about your characters - it’s crucial. 

Tip? If you’re unsure about whether you know what they want, try making a list of all the important characters in your fic (and then potentially do this with most scenes, briefly) and work out what their main motivation/what they want is. Just…in general. In life. And then, once you’re in a scene, see how this plays into what they want in this exact moment, and how they’re going to go about trying to get it. 

Know Your Source Material

You don’t have to be an expert in your fandom to write fanfic, but the more you know, the easier it is to move through the world and build a story, because you know where you’re going and how things work. Wikis are your friend, especially when working in big universes like DW or SW. (Like, hell, I might know a lot about DW, and feel very comfortable in that universe, but I still find myself on the TARDIS Index File all the time, checking little random things. It’s a damn godsend, and every fandom has a wiki.)

Your Characters Are Just People

Make sure you let your characters fuck up once in a while. They’re fallible beings, they’re going to make rash decisions that backfire, they’re going to try something and fail, they’re going to say the wrong thing and piss somebody off. They’re going to maybe mean well but fuck up majorly, and that’s okay, that’s good. Let them apologise, let them learn from the consequences, let the healing of a wound in a relationship bring the people closer together. 

And yes, this still goes for characters that almost never do anything wrong, or are all ‘holier than thou’. They are still gonna go about some things the wrong way. 

Planning Is Good, But Be Flexible 

In my experience, while some people lean heavily towards one or the other, appropriate use of planning or gardening can depend heavily on what kind of story you’re writing. 

When writing more action based storylines, I’ve found it’s very easy to get stuck in the middle of them - you get the characters into a mess and get stuck for a month not knowing how to get them out. This is where planning tends to be handy. A good way of not getting stuck is to plan it all out in little increments, so there’s not too much room to get stuck. Also, plotting from the back. Start at the end. Works really well a lot of the time. 

If planning works for you, plan as much as you want. But, always, always, be ready to change something, if you try a bit of gardening and end up somewhere different to where you expected to be. Always follow what feels right over sticking with a plan. 

Gardening aka Let The Characters Take The Lead

…this is fanfic. Let’s be honest, we know that most of it is juicy interpersonal stuff. So while planning is all well and good, I think gardening works a lot better. When writing the maths teacher fic, I went in pretty much blind. I had a couple of vague ideas of what I wanted to achieve, but I also wanted the relationship I was developing to be as absolutely genuine/believable as possible (which, according to the general consensus, it is). 

The way to do that?

Don’t try and force things between the characters. Sometimes you might start a scene with a particular moment in mind, and that’s all good, but for me personally, I’ve found that you tend to get results that are more organic by simply going into a scene blind and seeing what the characters do. You should still, hopefully, have an idea of what you want to happen, but the characters and their ways of reacting to things should always come first. 

Seriously, if you’ve got the characterisation down, they’ll do the hard work for you. 

Maybe they’ll get to where you wanted, maybe they won’t. But it’s actually a really fun ride, doing it this way. When are they going to kiss? When are they going to fuck? Who knows? Not me! How could I know, when I haven’t yet seen/created the unique and particular path of events that gets them to that point? 

Like, I went into a chapter once, intending for a child character to kill a guy. But when it came to writing the scene, I just wasn’t quite sure if she would actually do it, even with her evil psychopathic mother egging her on. So I gave the kid the reins/gun, and sat back to see what happened. She ended up shooting him non-fatally, only for him to be killed by the vaguely disappointed mother instead. I was like “oh, okay, cool, that works”. 

Garden. Have fun letting the characters surprise you!

Dialogue

Dialogue is the make or break of a story, really. And the trick to dialogue is to make it authentic, and give the characters their own unique voices. 

First one is simple. Make sure the dialogue sounds like how people actually talk. Anyone who has read any of my fics knows that I use “-” and “…” and “um” and “uh” liberally. That’s because humans, modern day ones at least, aren’t always the most eloquent of creatures. We mumble and say the wrong thing, or get distracted halfway through, or forget what we were going to say, and hesitate when we’re unsure (even posh, eloquent characters, they just do it less and use bigger words in between). Let the characters do this. 

Saying the dialogue out loud will help a lot. Also, you could also try verbally paraphrasing a conversation from the fic to a friend, and you’ll likely find some of the dialogue coming out a lot more casually/authentically. 

As for giving the characters their own unique voices, that’s just down to knowing your canon and being in tune with the characters, which is a crucial thing but unfortunately not something I can really give advice on, you’ve gotta get those in your head on your own. 

Details Matter

Different details matter in different stories. And getting them wrong can really break the immersion.

If you’re writing characters that come from a different place to you, make sure you know how people from that place talk! Americans, don’t you fucking dare have a British character call somebody ‘Mom’, it breaks the immersion completely and makes me want to punch something. It’s ‘Mum’, for anyone from UK/Aus/NZ. And same with Brits writing American characters, but the other way around. This goes for any UK/US/Aus/NZ/Canada language difference. Find out what your character calls things.

Working details out can seem unnecessary, or going over the top, but honestly, half the time you realise that you’ve gone and got something wrong, and next thing you know the entire plot has a gaping hole in it, or a character doesn’t know something they got told three months back, but you forgot about it. 

Like, okay, I have a day by day plan of the timeline of the maths teacher fic (and, going forward, its general universe), because I was trying to weave in all this original material through the show canon (and now, write several stories/oneshot set at the same time within that verse, focused on different characters/things), and if I hadn’t done that, I would have royally fucked myself over multiple times. 

I’m not saying everyone has to make a timeline that detailed, because for a lot of stories it wouldn’t be remotely necessary, but it was for this particular one. 

But just details in general. Do your research, check that thing on the wiki, get specific with details about a character, even if they’re just a minor one (though maybe stick to just one or two details, in this case). 

This kind of goes along with show, don’t tell. Like you could tell the readers blatantly that a character loves a thing, or you could talk about how they wearing clothing printed with the thing and have them jabbering on about it excitedly, you know? 

Don’t be afraid to ask for help if you need information!

Seek out people who are experts in something you need to know about. This might be kink (bless the friends I’ve made through fic in the last six months or so, who have helped me in this area), or something specific to their country’s society/culture/choice of words for a certain thing. 

Also, if you’re trying to add diversity in your fics, and you hopefully should be, ask friends or people on Tumblr from within the group you’re trying to include to get information! Want to write a trans guy? Go find a trans guy to talk to about it! (I did this with a demigirl character recently, and got about four or five really helpful people more than happy to give me the info I was looking for, they were really excited about the prospect of demigirl characters existing at all.) It’s really easy to add in background diversity regardless of what fandom you’re writing for, and it can make a lot of difference to any readers who find themselves unexpectedly represented, even if only in a minor or one time character. 

In Conclusion:

Know your characters, and what they want, and how they talk. Let them lead the story, because they’re why you’re here, and doing all this. Give them real and imperfect voices and qualities, and let them make mistakes and apologise.

And do your research, so you get the details right.

I hope this helped! Now, go forth and write!

(And have fun! That’s the other big rule. Do it out of love, make yourself laugh, just have fun with it!) 

burkygirl  asked:

Our absolutely amazing pal and fellow smutketeer @peetabreadgirl has a birthday on February 23rd. @xerxia31 and I were wondering if you'd be willing to accept a submission from us in her honoUr?

Originally posted by freshcravings

Happy Birthday @peetabreadgirl! By special request, Here’s a birthday drabble crafted just for you!


Biggest Fan

AN – Happy Birthday PBG! This is part 1 of 2 because your birthday is too special to cram all into one day!

Mesdames et messieurs, votre attention s’il vous plaît. Les passagers de la vol Air Canada 8637 arrivent à la gare vingt-quatre.

Peeta Mellark bobs up on the balls of his feet, eager to see around the crowd of tired commuters coming in on the flight from Montreal to Quebec city. Just a few more minutes and he’ll finally lay eyes on the infamous KatsEye, the best beta in the Avengers fandom.

And his best friend. Possibly the love of his life, but hey, he figures he probably should lay eyes on her in real life before he declares his undying devotion.

The crowd is thinning a bit now as the business crowd moves toward the airport doors, a sea of suits and muttered French. He checks his phone. Her text had said she was near the back of the plane. Surely she’ll be out soon.

Kat<3: I’m wearing an orange sweater.

When he looks up again, he sees her coming through the gate. Her aviator glasses are perched on her head and her hair is tied up in a side braid that spills over her shoulder onto the gorgeous coral sweater she’s wearing. It causes her olive skin to glow even though he can tell she’s not wearing a stitch of makeup.

His artistic sensibilities practically giggle at the idea that she’d consider the shade to be orange. It’s softer, more muted; kind of like a sunset at the end of a sultry summer’s day.

Regardless, it’s his new favourite colour.

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Fuck You Logan, Fuck You

Warning: cussing, SMUT, orgasm denial, UNPROTECTED SMUT (WRAP IT BEFORE YOU TAP IT), Daddy kink and handcuffs, if i forgot something let me know

Pairing: Logan Howlett/Wolverine x reader, Remy LeBeau, Bobby, Rogue, Charles Xavier

A/n:This took me what feels like forever to write. It seems I can never do a fic with Logan without Remy in it. This is the longest smut I’ve written (4428 words, HOLY SHIT) and I really hope I did Logan justice. Plus thank you to @a-lonely-string for the inspiration for this since we were talking about him over the past few days and @petlaufeyson for recommending another song to add to my smut writing play list, IT REALLY HELPED. If you’re not a Logan girl, after this you may be one. Sorry not sorry. If anyone has anything negative about this, COME TO ME or FUCK OFF! I didn’t edit this because I tend to do it while I write.

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Originally posted by such-ass

NOT SORRY FOR USING THIS GIF ^^^MY INSPIRATION^^

Part 1 Part 2

               “Fuck you Logan. FUCK YOU.” You stormed off towards your room in the mansion. You lived in the mansion longer than Logan did and you sure as hell lived just as long as he has. You both were pretty much immortal but lately he didn’t think so. At the moment you hated him, you hated him because you were trying to do your job. A job that you do pretty damn well, might you add, but still. He tried to prevent you from saving a group of young mutants before the government tried to kill them. “Fucking Logan. God, he pisses me the fuck off.”

               “I haven’t heard such a beautiful woman talk like that, Cherie.” Remy stood at your door looking in at you as you stood there in your uniform pants and your black lace bra.

               “What the fuck do you want, Rem. Can I try to relax before you start trying to flirt with me?” You looked at him. You were pissed and he could see it.

               “What did he do this time?” He tried to step closer but all you did was growled at him, making him stop almost all movement. “Okay, okay.” He held up his hands in surrender. “He must have done something stupid to turn such a kitten into a lion.” He was still going to try to flirt with you. Knowing what your abilities were. Super human strength, shift into a feline (ranging from cat to lion), healing like Logan, and everything that comes with being a feline.

               “Really Rem. I swear he thinks that just because I’m a few years younger means I’m fucking fragile or something. We both are mutants, right?” You look up at him as you walked over to your dresser. Remy nodded his head as his answer. “Why can’t he see that I’m a big girl and don’t need daddy fucking me over every fucking chance he gets.”

               “The two of you should just sleep together and get it over with.” He smirked at you as you pulled a clean pair of panties and a huge shirt from your dresser. Tossing them on your bed.

               “You know what Rem, fuck off. Better yet, go the hell away so I can try to relax.” Remy shook his head and turned from your room and walked down the hall, probably to go flirt with one of the other teachers or bug Logan. You didn’t care, you just wanted to relax.

               You walked into your bathroom and opted to run a bath instead of a shower. Dealing with a man that healed just as quickly as you and a temper of a five year who had their candy taken from them, you needed a bath. You added some bath oils to the water that you knew would help with your muscles and your stress levels. The smells of lavender, blueberry and a hint of sugar cookie (a slight weakness of yours) filled the room. You stripped the rest of the way down, tossing the rest of your uniform into your room landing somewhere with a thud. Not that you cared at the moment.

               You slipped into the relaxing hot water and leaned your head against the back of the tub. You relished in the heat sinking into your muscles and the scents that filled the room helped you start to relax. You had managed to let your eyes drift shut as you laid there, calming and finally relaxing.

 

*Logan’s POV*

 

               “Fuck you Logan. FUCK YOU.” (Y/n) stormed off, her ass looked amazing as she did. ‘God, get a grip with yourself Logan. She now hates you.’ I walked into Charles’ office.

               “She doesn’t hate you, Logan. She’s just pissed, give her some time then go talk to her.” He didn’t even look up from the papers on his desk. “If you stopped treating her the way you do. You two would be the perfect team again.”

               “How I treat her. She almost got killed.”

               “Do you honestly think that will happen, Logan?”

               What the fuck was he talking… Fuck she has pretty much the same mutation as I do. I’ve been a dick for no damn fucking reason.

               “I take it you realized something.” He looked up at me and smiled. “Like I said, give some time to cool off and then go talk to her.” I nodded my head and walked away.

               I walked up to my room, closing the door behind me I stripped off my uniform and pulled on something comfortable. I walked down to the kitchen, food sounded great at the moment. Gambit was sitting at the table with looked like his cards.

               “What the hell did you do to our little kitten that she would nearly scratch me?” He kept messing with his cards as I dug through the fridge. “The two of you should really fuck and get it over with. The sexual tension between you and Cherie is driving most of us insane.” I placed some food on the counter and looked at him. “Don’t look at me like that, Logan. You know damn well what I’m talking about.”

               “We had to rescue a few groups of kids and she tried to throw herself in front a small group of kids but I pulled her back and I took most of the blast, which apparently pissed her off. I totally forgot her mutation is like mine.” My gaze dropped to the food in front of me.

               “Now that somewhat explains why she was pissed. From the sound of it, you tend to do that a lot.”

               “What do you mean from the sound of it? What the hell did she say?” I looked up at him, getting pissed again.

               He got up from his seat and walked towards the door. “She said something like she’s a big girl and not needing daddy fucking her over ever chance or something like that. I couldn’t pay much attention, she was standing there in half her uniform and a black lace bra.” I don’t know why but thinking of her calling me daddy was a bit of a turn on. Thank god for the counter in front of me.

               Before I could say anything, he was out the damn door. God, she was going to be the death of me but first I need to see what (Y/n) meant when she called me daddy. I could feel the smirk on my face. I sat down and ate my food, giving her some time to cool off.

 

*Normal POV*

 

               You felt better now that you were able to relax. The water had cooled off to the point it was getting cold. You sat up and got out of the tub then quickly dried off. You loved that the bath relieved your stress but you knew it would never fix the problem know as Logan. Thinking of him right now caused a headache that you didn’t need or want. You stepped out of your bathroom and low and behold, guess who’s sitting on your bed. Logan. You groaned at the sight of him leaning against the back of the door. His big muscular arm crossed over his broad chest as he just stood there with his eyes now trained on you since you opened your bathroom door.

               “UGH, what the fuck are you doing in my room?” You didn’t pay notice that he was now looking you over. “Did you come to fuck up my night as well, Logan?” He smirked at you. ‘Why the hell was he smirking?’

               “I came to apologize for earlier.” You looked up at him with shock.

               “Wow the infamous Wolverine wants to apologize.” You rolled your eyes at him as you walked over to your bed, his eyes followed your ass as you walked. You could feel him staring at you. What you weren’t expecting was that he stood up straight and walked over to you. You were facing your bed when you felt his hands on your hips.

               “Yes, sweetheart, I’m trying to apologize. I admit I don’t do it often.”

               “But?” You had a bit of sarcasm in your voice and he clearly heard it.

               “There is no buts the only but I want is yours.” You turned around and looked into his eye. You almost couldn’t believe what you were hearing. “Remy told me what you said earlier.” What did Rem tell him? He leaned in and placed his soft lips to your shoulder. “The only fucking over Daddy’s going to do is fucking you over and over tonight.” Your breath hitched in the back of your throat as your mind was piecing together what was happening. Of course you’ve thought of riding this man like the beast he is or how amazing it would feel to have him coming at you from behind. You bit your lip in hopes to hold back a moan.

               You let your hands travel up his arms until they reached his shoulders. Your fingers started playing with the hair at the base of his neck as you felt his teeth against your neck. You moaned as he bit down harder. You instantly ripped off his shirt, gaining a growl from deep in his chest. His hands traveled down to the backs of your thighs. He mumbled jump against your neck and you jumped, wrapping your legs around his waist. You instantly felt how hard he was and ground down on him causing you both to moan. One of his hands slid up to your ass and gave it a rough squeeze, pulling a loud moan from your lips as your head fell back. He laid you down on your bed then stepping away from you. He walked over to your night stand and opened the top drawer, he was somewhat shocked to see a pair of handcuffs in there but he knew you well enough that you had a few kinks up your sleeve.

               “Logan.” He looked down at you with a half-smile.

               “Nah uh, you get to call me daddy baby girl.” You had to rub your thighs together, the way he sounded when he spoke made you wet. He reached down and grabbed your hands, raising them above your head and cuffing them to your head board. To say you were shocked would have been a lie, you were more turned on more than anything.

               “So, daddy, how long have you thought of doing this?” You tried to keep your voice seductive especially with the word daddy. You saw him twitch under his sweat pants. You couldn’t help but lick your lips at the sight before you.

               “You have no idea baby girl.” He smirked down at you as he walked to the end of your bed. He stood there for a moment, admiring how you were laid out for him on your bed. You looked up at him, admiring his hard chiseled chest. You bit your lip as seductively as possible in hopes he would do something. He gave you a slight smirk before he dropped his sweats and crawled half way up the bed. You felt his breath on your legs as he crawled up. You thought you knew what he was going to do but it didn’t happen. He peppered kisses along the tops of your thighs and from time to time he would bite down on your soft flesh, pulling soft moans from you. At times you thought he would bite hard enough to draw blood, not that you were complaining. His hands slowly worked their way up your thighs, slowly pushing them open so he could see every inch of you. Logan let out an animalistic growl once you were completely open to him.

               He let himself be taken over by animal instincts and dove into you. His tongue made contact with your clit, making you moan loudly and causing you to pull at your restraints. Your head fell back against the pillow as he inserted a single finger. Moving it slowly in and out of you, dragging the pleasure out as much as possible. You bucked your hips up which caused him to lay his other hand across your lower abdomen pinning you in place. You needed more friction than what he was giving you.

               “Daddy” You softly panted out softly, causing him to look up at you. “If you don’t pick up the pace, I’m not going to have to explain to Hank how a pair of Vibranium handcuffs broke.” He eyes went full blown with lust. He added another finger and started to pick up the pace, quickly.

               “Is that better, baby girl?” He smirked up at you as you threw your head back on a loud moan. Your back arched off the bed as his lips attached themselves back onto your clit. You felt the knot in your stomach tighten as his fucked you with his hand. He took his fingers away causing you to whimper at the loss but moaned even louder as he slid his tongue into you. The pleasure was almost unbearable, he could tell you were close. “Cum baby girl. Cum for daddy.” With that your body shook, your orgasm raking through your body like a tidal wave. His tongue was buried deep inside you, lapping up everything you had to offer. Your body had become sensitive, you felt every hair on his face against your legs. You moaned softly as he gave you one last lick before making his way up your body. Kissing and biting along your stomach and all around each breast. Taking one nipple into his mouth, sucking and nibbling on it pulling wanton moans from your lips. His hands slid up your body, one taking your lonely breast while the other laid on your hip. You felt want and need build back up as he took your other nipple into his mouth. He mumbled something about being a good girl. He continued up your chest to your collar bone, nibbling along the bone and up the side of your neck. He sucked on your neck, leaving dark spots that would soon fade. “You’re such a good girl for daddy.”

               His hand slid up and into your hair, pulling it back hard causing your head to snap back and a moan escaping your lips. You felt him twitch against your thigh, a bead of pre-cum slipped from the slit and was spread across the top of your thigh. You raised your hips slightly, grinding up against him pulling a groan from him. Logan pulled back from your neck and gave you an evil smirk. He repositioned himself where if he was to grind down, the head of his cock would push against your clit. Then that was exactly what he did, pulling a loud moan from your lips. You bucked your hips just to feel the pressure against your clit again, making the man above you groan as he drops his head.

               “Daddy please.” Your voice was breathy.

               “Please what, baby girl.” His voice was low and husky which only made you need him even more.

               “I need you.” He looked down at you releasing your hair and gripped himself. He lined himself up to your core and slowly pushed in. You moaned at the sensation of being stretched. You dug your nails into his shoulders as he continued to push into you. His head fell to the crook of your neck as he bottomed out, groaning at the sensation of you completely surrounding him warm and tight. He stayed still for a moment, causing you discomfort was furthest from his mind. “Fuck.” Panting as you bucked your hips up, taking him in even further. He took this as a sign as to start moving. He pulled back, leaving the head of his cock inside you then slamming back into you. You screamed in pleasure as you pulled on your restraints. This only spurred him on, fucking you harder and faster. Suddenly he pulled out, causing you to whine at the loss of him inside you. “What the fuck?” You barely able to breathe out.

               “I’m planning on taking you in more than one position, sweetheart.” His voice husky as his breathe fanned over your skin as he uncuffed you from the headboard. You sat up and as you did, Logan managed to get both your wrists behind your back and cuffed them in place. You looked up at him in disbelief while he just smirked down at you. He wrapped his arms around your waist, lifting you up and your legs instantly wrapped around his waist. He walked you over to your dresser and sat you on top, pulling your ass to the edge then sliding back into you. You both moaned loudly as he slammed back into you. His hands gripping your hips as your head falls into the crock of his neck, your lips found the skin there and your teeth bit down hard causing him to thrust harder into you. You swore the force he used would cause the dresser to move but it didn’t, you were extremely glad that the dresser didn’t budge as Logan fucked into you.

               You felt that knot in your stomach grow tight again. Winding tighter with every thrust, with every sound that fell from his lips. You were closer to cumming this time and he decides to pull out. You groaned in protest and whimpered in loss of him again. He had a wicked smirk on his face and you knew right then you were in for a long night. He instantly flipped you over, your chest was now lying flat on top of your dresser. He spread your legs a little then gripped your hips with a bruising force causing you to whimper. Your head laid on the dresser as you looked back at him, sending him your own smirk.

               “Don’t get too comfortable being in charge right now Daddy because once these,” you wiggle your cuffed hands, “I’m going to show you just who’s in charge.” Just then he slammed into you from behind causing you to scream in pleasure. God, he felt fucking amazing inside you.

               “Is that so, baby girl?” His breathe fluttered against your ear. He started thrusting in and out of you as his grip tightened slightly, causing you to moan loudly with every thrust. You felt one of his hands leave your hip and tangled into your hair, pulling back slightly making your sounds echo off the wall in front of you. That was when you felt a sting on your ass. You whimpered when he spanked you again. You bucked your hips back causing him to go deeper than ether of you thought was possible. Logan growled as he started to really thrust into you. You were quickly reaching your high again, you were starting to contemplate on begging him for release. With one final hard thrust, Logan stilled for a moment. You could feel how hard he still was and you knew he wasn’t done with you. He pulled out of you, again. Without a word, he picked you up and carried you back to the bed. Setting you down on your knees. You looked up at him slightly confused and panting. All he did was kneel down behind you. You felt his hands on you, one on your hip and the other on your shoulder. He gently pushed you down so your shoulders were on the mattress and your face felt the cool sheets of your bed, giving you some relief to your over heated skin. He then pushed into you again. You were starting to get sensitive and moaned as he slid in. Your arousal was dripping down the sides of your legs and all over him as he began to thrust into you again. You managed to force your ass back as he thrusted forward causing him to moan loud. The sounds of skin slapping skin, his moans and groans, and the sounds you were making filled the room. Logan was getting close to his release and so were you.

               He then did something that you were expecting, he uncuffed you. You smirked as you moaned with pleasure as he fucked into you. Your hands landing on the bed and you pushed yourself up. With the added leverage of your arms, you threw yourself back into him. You heard him swear as you started taking control of things. You started to thrust yourself back into him and you felt him stop moving. You kept this up for a while, his hands landing on your hips as you fucked yourself on him. Before he could register what was going on, you pulled yourself off him whimpering slightly as the feeling of being empty surged through you. You turned and looked at him.

               “I told you Daddy, once the cuffs come off I’m gonna show you who’s in charge.” You smirked at him as you pushed him onto his back. You climbed up onto him, biting into his neck as you grabbed his cock and lined him up to your entrance. You slowly lowered yourself onto him, causing him to grip your ass tightly and a string of cuss words falling from his lips. You released his neck as you sat up, moaning at the action. You raised up slightly and slowly moved back down. Logan’s head fell back onto the bed, he was going to burst at any moment and you knew it. So you decide to take mercy on him. You started to move a bit faster, every time you would roll your hips or raise up you would do it harder and faster than the last time. You ran your nails down his chest. Anger red lines followed, some even bleed a little but healed quickly. You felt the knot in your stomach get tighter and you knew you were close to your peak with the sounds that Logan was making he was too. You ran a hand down your body and started rubbing on your clit with the perfect pressure. Your orgasm raked through your body, hard. You came on a scream of his name. You clamped down hard on him, pulling him over the edge with you. His nails digging into you as he shot himself into you and started to fuck up into you, prolonging both of your orgasms. You leaned forward, placing your head in the crock of his neck. One of his hands slid up your back and stopped at the base of your neck, holding you to him as you both came down from your highs.

               You slowly and carefully raised yourself up and off of him then flopping onto the bed next to him. He placed a kiss to the top of your head before he got up and walked over to your bathroom. You faintly heard the sink turn on then off. Logan came back with a washcloth and cleaned you up before laying back down next to you, pulling you back into his chest. Your hand rested on his chest and you started to mess with his chest hair. He started carding his hand through your hair and your eyes started to droop. Moments later, the both of you fell asleep.

               The next morning you woke up still in his arms. To be honest, it was the best night’s sleep you ever got. You barely managed to get out of the bed without waking Logan, you knew he was a bear to deal with when he is woken up before he woke up himself. You relieved yourself before pulling on a pair of panties and a large shirt that you think you stole from Logan on a mission a few years back without him knowing. You slipped out of your room quietly and made your way down to the kitchen. Remy sat at the table along with Bobby and Rogue, all of them with smiles on their faces.

               “You guys seem to be in a good mood this morning.” You looked at the clock on the microwave, seeing that it was only 9 in the morning.

               “We are.” Remy got up and walked over to you. “How did you sleep last night, Cherie?” He leaned in close to your ear.

               “I slept great last night, Rem.” You smirked at him as you moved to make yourself a bowl of cereal.

               “Oh really, Cherie? Mind if I ask why?” He smirked back at you.

               “I’m not telling you, Rem. You don’t need to know.” You grabbed the milk from the fridge and poured some over your cereal. You grabbed a spoon before walking over to the table and sat down next to Rogue. “Besides, it won’t stop you from flirting with me.” Rogue giggled and Bobby rolled his eyes.

               “Really?” Remy cocked his eyebrow at you. “Have you seen Logan? He is normally up by now.”

               “I have and I’m not telling you where.” You chuckled as you ate your breakfast.

               Logan walked into the kitchen in his sweats from last night. You were so glad that you both heal quickly, you didn’t need Remy giving you an even harder time than he already does. Remy looks at him then back at you and smiles. It was like something clicked in his mind.

               Once you finished your breakfast, you walked over to the sink where Logan just happened to be. You felt his hand on your ass as you placed your bowl in the sink. Bobby and Rogue got up from their seats and left. Remy still had a smirk on his face.

               “You two finally did it, didn’t you?”

               “What makes you think that, Rem?” You looked up at him and you couldn’t keep a smile off your face.

               “Finally!” He grinned and walked out of the kitchen, leaving you and Logan alone.

               Logan pulled you into him, wrapping his arms around your waist. You leaned up and placed your lips to his. He squeezed your butt causing you to squeal a little.

               “You know, I’m glad that Hank sound proofed my room.” Logan looked down at you almost confused. “You couldn’t hear a stadium full of fans screaming in my room.” The look of confusion faded into a wicked smile.

               “You mean we can do last night all day?”

               “Since it’s Saturday and there are no classes to teach, yes.” As the last word barely left your lips, Logan threw you over his shoulder and walked you back towards your room.

[shaky off-tune kazoo version of the jaws theme playing in the distance]

Hello, everyone.

First of all, I’m so incredibly sorry for just vanishing for more than half a year, especially because I realized my last post was about a hospital stay (which I did mention was harmless, but probably still looks pretty ominous as a last post.)
I feel terrible for making people worry, especially since there’s already enough upsetting stuff happening :c 

To be honest I’m a little nervous writing this post right now after being gone for so long, but I really wanted to give a life sign! This weekend I finally checked my inbox, and I was incredibly touched by all the sweet messages. I can’t get back to everyone so let me just thank all of you who sent messages or replies, or even just thought about me! I cannot put into words how much it means to me ;-; It made my heart hurt in a good way, and I hope good things happen to you!

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Favorite Fics List

Here is my list of the best fics I have ever read regardless of fandom and in no particular order

Twist and Shout by gabriel, standbyme - Supernatural, Destiel - I’M LEADING WITH THIS BECAUSE IT’S GETTING TURNED INTO A BOOK AND THEREFORE WON’T BE AVAILABLE ONLINE ANYMORE SO READ IT WHILE YOU CAN Summary: What begins as a transforming love between Dean Winchester and Castiel Novak in the summer of 1965 quickly derails into something far more tumultuous when Dean is drafted in the Vietnam War. Though the two both voice their relationship is one where saying goodbye is never a real truth, their story becomes fraught with the tragedy of circumstance. In an era where homosexuality was especially vulnerable, Twist and Shout is the story of the love transcending time, returning over and over in its many forms, as faithful as the sea. If you were part of the SPN fandom and you didn’t read this fic were you ever even a part of it? (COMPLETED)

A Thousand Beautiful Things by superpotterlock (fvalconbridge) - Supernatural, Destiel - Summary: Accidents happen everyday, like someone accidentally hitting you in the face with a ball and then you mutually getting off with them in the school showers. Now Dean’s not saying he’s gay, but the thing he has going with Castiel isn’t exactly straight either and he isn’t even sure if it matters any more. Basically Cas is a rebellious teenager instead of a goody-goody like in most stories (UNFINISHED but worth it imo)

A Hole in the World by AnnelieseMichel - Supernatural, Destiel, A/B/O - Summary: Dean Winchester never wanted to go home again. Going back to Lawrence meant people who knew what he was, who didn’t buy into the lie. But with a tragic accident, he’s back and dealing with the death of his father, the social stigma and objectification of being an out Omega, and the lingering aftermath of a long-ago crime. (COMPLETED)

Fingers Tap Into What We Once Were by 2ofacrime24 - Supernatural, Destiel - Honestly, I read this fic so long ago that I don’t really remember what happens, but it left such a lasting impression on me that when I saw the title again I had a physical, not just emotional, reaction to it. So it makes the list. Summary: Human!AU. Castiel never expected to see Dean again, the man from one marvelous one-night stand. However when Dean walks back into Castiel’s life on the arm of his twin sister, Anna, a year later, Castiel’s world is turned upside down as he realizes just how much Dean affects him. (COMPLETED)

Out of the Deep by riseofthefallenone - Supernatural, Destiel - THE MERMAID AU TO END ALL MERMAID AUS! Honestly though, I consider this is seminal piece of Mermaid AUs. Summary: Stay away from the light-beds. Stay in the deep.It is the first thing hatchlings are taught the moment their fans unfurl and they can swim without their parents to buoy them along. It is the first rule, the first law. It is the beginning of every boogey-monster bedtime story told when they settle against the cliffs to sleep. Castiel should have listened better. This was also the first fic I experienced that had its own culture and fandom surrounding it. (COMPLETED)

Shootin’ You Straight by rockstarpeach - Supernatural, Destiel - I started reading the first chapter of this fic to remind me what it was about and then I just read the whole thing because it’s that good. Summary: AU. Dean Winchester is in a band and Castiel is a fan. Not of the music, of Dean. An opportunity presents itself one night after a concert and Castiel can’t pass up the chance of a lifetime. Neither of them is happy to leave things at just one night, though, so they start up a romance troubled by long distances and Dean’s rock star lifestyle. It’s not perfect, far from it, but this is their story. (COMPLETED)

Vita Nuova by worldaccordingtofangirls - Supernatural, Destiel - Summary: AU. Dean Winchester takes a job as a teaching assistant to get his little brother into a prestigious academy. He doesn’t quite expect such long nights and snobby kids, but the real surprise is professor Castiel Novak: or falling in love with him, that is. Excuse me while I go re-read this whole fic because I forgot it existed and really need to back in my life. (COMPLETED)

Blue Lips, Blue Veins by romanoff - Avengers, Stony - This is a LONG FIC (145 chapters) but WORTH IT Summary: Tony Stark is Iron Man.Before that, he was an man with bigger heart than brain. Before that, he was an asshole with a bigger mouth than sense. And before that, he was was a scared little boy. Not that it matters. Stark’s always have had iron in their backbone. Basically, it’s Tony’s life story. (COMPLETED)

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Opportunity

Pairing: Jared x Reader

Word Count: 5.6k (haha whoops)

Warnings: Ridiculous amount of cussing (usual in my writings), OC’s, minor humour, size!kink, hip!kink, nail scratching, hair!kink, dirty talk, sweet, sweet passionate smut.

Summary: You win a competition to film on the set of Supernatural and meet your idols. During your first day on set, you notice not only that Jared Padalecki has been eyeing you, but discover the fandom’s biggest headcanon on him in the bedroom is true.

A/N: This is entirely written in first person BUT it is still technically a reader insert, just a different format. For the purpose of this fic, Jared is single. Obviously no hate on Gen, it is fiction for entertainment purposes only. This was written and posted within hours, so all grammatical and spelling errors are my own. I apologise if there is a slight switch between tense, I was tired and in a rush to get all my thoughts on screen and posted that I wasn’t too stressed. It’s fanfiction, it doesn’t have to be perfect. Anyway, please enjoy. Feedback is appreciated.


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Beep beep beep beep beep.

“For fuck sakes,” I groaned, slamming my forefinger on the ‘stop’ on my phone to silence the alarm. I closed my eyes for a few more seconds, already knowing my phone was about to buzz yet again with a second alarm. My sensible self knows how much I like to sleep in. My sleepy self wants to fucking punch my sensible self for being so… sensible.

After silencing the second alarm, I stretched and rubbed my eyes, already reaching back for my phone to browse my social media like I do every fucking morning because I like to ignore my daily responsibilities and shove my eyeballs onto a screen to pretend like my life is interesting.

I go through all of my notifications, none of them worth really looking at, and begin to scroll down my Facebook page. I stop suddenly when I see Jared Padalecki’s latest post, my eyes catching the photo of Jensen, Misha and himself holding up a sign that read ‘WE WANT YOU!’

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anonymous asked:

hello, do you mind me asking what happened with sleepy hollow? I only watched the first season lol

not at all! okay so first off, congratulations on escaping the train wreck early. second, there was a shitload of bs happening behind the scenes, 99% of which we are still in the dark about. the rest is under a cut bc damn.

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Emerald City Comic-Con 2017

So I drove to Seattle from my little city Bend, OR on Thursday, about a 7hr drive there (7.5 hrs on the way home :/)  I stayed with @ninaf who lives just outside of Seattle.  We hung out that night and didn’t go to bed until after 1 a.m. 😳The Panel:  Our plan was to get to the Convention Center by 8:30/9:00 a.m. which we did. It was interesting that there didn’t seem to be much ‘security’(I could have taken my flask :/), we entered from across the street where we parked in a public parking garage and entered in at the 3rd floor.  We probably could have gotten in Sat. no problem even without a Sat badge!  Anyhow quickly found the line for the Outlander panel – SO many people!  They let us in at about 10:45 and me @ninaf and 2 of her friends (that are ‘normal’ fans) found some seats – we were second row far left of the stage – right where the fan questions were left of the stage.  I wanted to ask a question – Sam could you please sit back I can’t see CAITRIONA!? In front of us was a slew of moms with their babies – so cute – one started fussing and Cait actually looked over to them with her awe concerned face – she clearly LOVES BABIES! ♥  You can just see it in the video briefly at about 14:32 min. I am a huge Cait fan so I was Screaming and standing when she came out and thought we were doing pretty good there, then Sam came out and omg decibels! They sit down and Sam won’t sit all the way back on the couch, I don’t know why, and he was blocking my view of Cait, I could only see her on the screen or if she moved forward or back. 😒 I didn’t take any pics, cos I just wanted to be present and absorb the experience, (one of @ninaf ’s friends did though so we’ll post as soon as we get them). One observance is they both looked tired, but ready to 'do this’.  I loved the panel, I thought they were very comfortable, there to have fun and engage with us, I liked the questions asked and quite a few of mine were answered. Caitriona was taking the lead quite a bit but I think her wit is a bit quicker than Sam’s (I’m a taurus and we tend to slow think sometimes) but it gave him a chance to play off of her which I feel they do quite a bit probably. They seemed very in tune with each other.  Next on the agenda was the autograph session.  We got there @ about 12:15 for the 12:30 and were turned away- too full come back at 4.  Well cool, we can at least eat, since we didn’t have any breakfast so we had lunch and drinks. Met up with @ourrubygirl and her daughter (normal fan), nipunad on twitter – sorry don’t know your tumblr and with ninaf and her 2 friends (side note – they were so funny before I even got to Seattle they were concerned that ninaf would invite someone from online who she had never met to stay at her house.  By then we had talked on the phone and friended each other on facebook so they had to facebook stalk me to give their approval – whew, glad I passed). 😘Photo Op!  Ugh, okay this is where we realized that this poor little comic-con was absolutely NOT ready for this Outlander fandom and where everything really started to get behind schedule.  I envy the Sat photo op participants, looks like it was more relaxed and not as rushed as Friday's– READY click NEXT! I know people have been dissing the posed photos, but after being 'there’ this is what I feel, I think SamCait enjoy the poses somewhat, cos’ otherwise the way it was with many of us on Friday we just walk in, stand next to them, click and we’re out, so I could see that for sure getting tedious AF for them, they seemed to have more fun on Sat with it – because they were allowed to also.  Anyhow the Friday photo op was close to being a complete clusterfuck, but the gestapo staff pulled it off.  There were other people there, apparently there was more than just OL there 😉 that would be like “What is this line for with all these people?” And we’d be like Outlander, and they just go off mumbling wtf is outlander? Funny. I walked in for my 'Team Outlander’ photo and I was wearing opal earrings from Mexico and Cait says to me “oh I love your earrings” Me: thank you – and I’m beaming so fucking hard I can hardly breath! So I’m 5'1” - yeah – I’m holding on to them for the photo mumble thanks or something I fecking don’t remember, patted Sam’s back turned and looked up OMFG this guy is TALL! I have a friend that is 6'7”, but Sam seemed much taller than that, I think it’s his massiveness or something IDK. His leather jacket is really soft btw.Okay NEXT – while I go back in line for my Cait only photo, ninaf goes downstairs to get in line for the autographs – good thing too since they almost turned me away by the time I got down there!  STEP OFF BITCH I WILL GET MY CATRIONA EFFING BALFE AUTOGRAPH!!!!  So by this time we are beyond hot – it was so hot in this place which wasn’t even at the convention center, everything but the panel was at the Sheraton next door.  Note to self Bring water bottle, we learned a lot of should'ves…. So there was quite a wait for this, mainly because Caitriona was still upstairs READY click NEXT! And they could only do the Sam only autographs which there weren’t a ton of apparently😁

The way they had it set up Cait first then Sam, so we had to wait for Cait to appear.  We were in the 'overflow’ line outside of the main autograph room, but could see in there a bit, we saw the lights go out, didn’t hear the comments @sileas84 mentioned, but too funny.  When we finally got to the 'room’ wow, so I am a diehard Caitriona Balfe fan, I like Sam but am not an over the top fan like most… I have to say seeing him up close and personal I COULD NOT take my eyes off of him, he was so 'cute’ doesn’t do it justice, I seriously have no word/s for it.  He was so funny and gracious and flirty with the women and NICE, very tan too, yeah, I kept running into people as the line snaked around trying to just watch him, I even almost got kicked out trying to sneak a pic – damn gestapo staffers.  So finally get up to Caitriona, um effing goddess.  She had quite the stash of gifts, I had considered giving them something but didn’t want to burden them with too much stuff and if they truly just give it away well… So I opted to give her a love letter as I call it, from me.  I didn’t know what to 'say or ask her something’ so I mentioned that I have a head shot autograph of Simon (her friend Simon Kassianides) and I can add hers to it now and she smiles and says “oh cool, I just saw him a couple of days ago!”  Me: heehee. JHRC I’m such a dweeb.  I didn’t get a Sam autograph cos’ they had sold out by the time I got online to purchase, I coached ninaf though to make sure to smell him so we could report back, since we both forgot to at the photo op :P  So we float out of the room and out into the main area and I finally just started screaming I was so excited – I got to talk to Caitriona Effing Balfe (even if it was brief)  I am so so glad I did this! 

After this was all done it was getting close to our dinner plans for meeting up with other tumblrs, so we eventually got to the restaurant.  How fun to finally meet some of us.  As we came into the room I immediately recognized @rainmanjdog and @mommydog67, we had been chatting while in line for our Cait only photo and didn’t know that we were part of the tumblrs, so funny and we all almost asked each other but didn’t want to risk it – so sad.  Great night hanging with everyone, best story goes to @valkyrie1969 I still chuckle just thinking about it.  So where is the photo of us pointing at the 'Meet and Greet’ room @pentwhistle ?

Overall impression of SamCait – they are two of the most genuine, engaging, fun, cool, nicest people.  

Overall impresion of our tumblrs – we are some of the most genuine, engaging, fun, cool and nicest people.  

Why I think Taekook/Vkook is somewhat real

I hope not too many roll their eyes at another ‘delusional shipping fangirl’ right now, because I don’t want to proof things. Just hear me out a bit? (And wow this is long im sorry!! ) These are just my thoughts and excuse me for rambling.
So…
First off: I’m not really into shipping real people because I always feel like I’m… idk disrespecting their privacy? Im not sure how to describe it. I watched about every video there is about bts because they amazed me with their honest chemistry. I like their interaction and how they treat each other.

The vlogs are not part of some kpop show, and its not entirely private either but its something in between and we get to see more of them as persons as we normally would. I think thats why many people love them (myself included) We can have a bit more insight on their character even though we have to keep in mind that they are still aware of the cameras.

I came across ships like vhope/vmin/jikook of course.
I liked all of them in some way because the guys obviously like each other. Still, even though they seem honest in their display of affection I just thought. “Daaamn friendship/bromance goals”. I thought vhope was something at first but when the kissing scene came on I felt like tae was really uncomfortable and that made me uncomfortable too. (Just How I felt, of course, I may be wrong or you can feel differently). So I liked them but felt there was a line they wouldn’t cross.

taekook kind of jumped into my face as they are quite popular. But a few years back I just felt like tae was overly affectionate because kookie is shy and the maknae and the latter is fascinated with tae because of him being extroverted and easy. I didn’t see anything similar to a crush to be honest and they were getting to know each other at that time. So I thought “nah I can’t ship this they’re like…adoring each other on a friend lvl I don’t see romance”. I just thought it was cute but nothing more.

As they got older though Jungkook changed and became more comfortable (I think everyone agrees) around other people.
Tae was getting a bit calmer but then again, he had some serious issues to overcome. And then I started to notice (Kinda). Their relationship changed.
these little things when they think no one pays attention to them (or that’s what I felt like while watching). And maybe they’re just really close friends (they are for sure one way or another) but while watching some videos I was really tense at some points. Not every time they are standing next to each other or something like this but there were certainly a lot of moments where I wasn’t sure where to look because it felt just…private. Like they forgot for a moment that they’re still being watched. And those are moments which are important because they show the true nature of relationships.

In comparison: I just came across the new run episode where kookie slaps jimin on the butt (I laughed for about an hour) and this got me thinking. I wasn’t even shocked. Why am I not having feels over this kind of bold interaction? Isn’t that like shipping material for 300 fanfiction and 2 years of happy squeals? Because I’m totally down for these things lol

But that’s the point. It’s on cam and bold. Jungkook is more bold and playful than before. But sit him next to tae and they’re gonna play the subtle touch game…Or the “I-wanted-to-hug/touch-you-but-is-this-still-okay-bc-were-on-cam”. In other moments though they seem just natural and playful and I don’t see any romantic undertones. It depends on the situations somehow and I think that’s normal.

Butt slapping is bold and can be flirty, but holding someone’s gaze or touching hands is intimate.
And that’s where I see the difference in the ships.
(Also I know that tae is like the touchiest person ever but he always has a line where He is comfortable and where he is not and he made that clear on some occasions. He crossed that line with Jungkook though…intertwining hands etc)

I don’t think they are dating btw as both are a bit against being with another guy (there were a few statements) but you can’t help being at least a little bit attracted even if you don’t want to be… and i think many can relate when I say that nothing is more addicting than a person you can laugh your ass off with, who knows what you’re thinking at some point …because that’s when you feel happy and understood the most and just really really close.
And that’s what we see quite often with them. On another note though: we don’t see them fighting so we have to keep in mind that things will always seem more harmonized because we always get to see the best and loveliest moments and we don’t see the serious shit.

Im not attracted to anything really but I had this kind of relationship with another girl not long ago.
So maybe that’s why I see some similarities and believe that there are some unspoken feelings between them. Sometimes more, sometimes less. Maybe they’re not in love and just really close after being together for so long. Sometimes it’s not easy to distinguish these sort of things. And maybe they are a bit in love and they don’t want to acknowledge it just like me and my friend back then.

I just came to really love their interaction may it be platonic adoration or hidden romantic feelings. And i Love the fandom (well… most of them) for focusing on their behavior, their laughs and the way they look at each other. I think I can see what you see.

I just had to get this off my chest, I hope some of you can relate to my thoughts? And i repeat this is not meant to “proof” realness or bash other ships. I don’t mind other ships whatever they are as long as they don’t hurt anyone. I appreciate other ships too because I love when people show each other affection in whatever way.
I just wanted to share what I feel like and you can agree or disagree :)
(And im not native so im sorry if things sound weird ///)

Ready or Not?

A/N: Writing is proving to be especially challenging right now, so here’s on my favorite stories I wrote that was previously posted on axstheticminds. 

@hanny-bananny @sithlordalice @arizonalovesher 


Originally posted by heroofretribution

“Wait, wait so you’re telling me Spence has done how many practice ride to the hospital” Penelope almost yelled across the counter. “Just fourteen” you couldn’t help but laugh because even though it sounded completely absurd it seemed completely normal to you.

With less than two weeks for the baby arrive, he had been on edge. Scrambling to get last minute details together “Don’t get me started on how many baby books he’s read just this week, because I swear I have lost count.”

Everyone was gathered at Rossi’s house he was as always a generous host, cooking in the kitchen with the rest of the boys.The girls all gathered around sharing stories, and most of all asking all the questions they could about the parents to be.

The night was full of laughter, lots of stories, and plenty of advice, from everyone. Hotch shared the horror stories of chasing diapers that awaited Spencer. JJ shared what seemed like the more horrific things that awaited you. Garcia graciously offered to babysit often, promising to read to baby genius as much as possible.

Spencer could tell you weren’t completely present towards the end of the evening.

“Y/N” you glanced up to see him reaching for your hand “Are you okay?”

“Oh yeah, just tired” you tried to brush off all your concerns, and how you had been going over all your lists wondering if you we’re as prepared as it seemed.

“We can go home if you’d like”

“No, I’m fine, and this is fun”

“Ugh, enjoy it while you can because it might be a while” JJ held out her glass of wine. You laughed trying to think of the last time you even had wine.

“I can’t believe this happening” Garcia said “I am just so happy for you guys, I just can’t believe it”

“I can’t believe it either, but I am so happy for you guys, pretty boys all grown up” Derek teased.

“I can’t believe the day has finally come either” everyone looked at you confused.

“The day has finally come, for what?” Spence looked clueless, and confused.

“To put those 14 test rides to the hospital in good use, because I am about 99.99 sure that this baby is coming”

Everyone stopped their utensils, put down their drinks, and looked at Spencer’s panicking face. “Now? Now? Like right now?”

“Like right now, yes, right, right now” you said. “But we didn’t time the test rides from here, traffic, hows traffic” Spencer got up and started running to the door. “How long do you think before he remembers you have to be in the car to get to the hospital?” Morgan held out his hand to help you up.

“Let’s not bet on it.” before you could finish your sentence Spencer ran into the house “I forgot you, I forgot”

“Traffic shouldn’t be this bed at this house, the hospital is approximately 45 minutes away, the fasted route will be if you jump on I-245″ Rossi said.

“We don’t have the baby bag though weren’t ready for you” Spencer said frantically.

“JJ and I will go to the house, and get everything you need, just go” Penelope said trying to calm him down. Spencer looked around his team, who were once again always there.

“Hey pretty boy, you’re gonna be great” with Morgans reassuring words, Spencer held out his hand to you “Ready or not?”

“Ready”

Stare || Jason Blossom (Part Two)

A/N: Originally I wasn’t planning on writing a part two but I decided since I was getting some requests, that I would. I’m sorry I’ve been so inactive and that it took me so long to write this! Hope you guys enjoy it though!

Warnings: Swearing

Words with quotes and italics like ‘this’ are either thoughts, or text messages.

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You woke up that morning in between Cheryl and Jason on your couch, panicking before remembering that your parents weren’t going to be home. 

Turning to your left you saw Jason sleeping, a peaceful look on his face, all the usual tension gone. Cheryl lay to your right, a very similar look on her face, and you decided to make them breakfast.

You moved the blanket and tucked it back over them, ‘how strange, the Blossom twins sleeping on my couch’ you thought to yourself, smiling. Quickly running into the kitchen, you decided to make eggs and bacon.

Opening the fridge, you grabbed the eggs and bacon, setting them down on the table before grabbing two pans. You placed the bacon in one pan and put it on the stove, turning it on as you heard the bacon sizzle.

Grabbing the other pan, you began cracking the eggs over the pan, and put that on the stove as well. While the eggs and bacon were cooking you grabbed three glasses and put them down on the counter.

You waited a moment, then noticed that the bacon looked ready. Grabbing three plates, you got the spatula and put some bacon on each plate, dropping the empty pan in the sink.

Grabbing the spatula you mixed the eggs a bit before putting some on each plate as well, smiling as you finished. You turned to the counter, grabbing one of the glasses before ceasing your movements, glass still in hand.

After a moment of thought you realized something, ‘what if they don’t like the food? They’re wealthy, for all I know they have expensive breakfasts everyday’ you thought to yourself.

These thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a groggy “Morning” from behind you. The sudden noise interrupting your thoughts caused you to jump, throwing the glass that was in your hand onto the floor.

You quickly turned around as you heard the sound of glass hitting the floor and shattering, “Shit!” you shouted, looking up to find a confused looking Jason. A sigh left your lips as your heart slowed down back to its normal pace, “Jason, you scared the shit out of me.” you muttered bending down to pick up the shattered glass.

Jason, quickly realizing what happened, walked over and helped you pick up the pieces from the floor, “I am so sorry I didn’t mean to scare you” he said quickly, looking at you sincerely as he continued picking up the glass.

There was a brief moment of silence as you both picked up the final shards of glass. This silence was interrupted, “Good morning, I was very rudely awoken by the sound of glass” Cheryl said loudly, clearly to get your attention.

Jason, surprised by his sisters booming voice, jumped and attempted to stand up straight to greet her, but hit his head on the open cupboard door above him that you forgot to close.

Jason cursed as he rubbed his head, wincing at the small pain it had caused. Cheryl laughed as she saw you poke your head up, “Oh hi Cheryl! Sorry Jason, forgot to close the cupboard” you muttered the last part, carefully standing up and closing the cupboards door.

Cheryl laughed before noticing the bacon and eggs on the table. You immediately spoke up, “Uh I made food, not sure it’s as nice as the food you guys usually have but-””It’s perfect” Cheryl interrupted, grabbing a plate and sitting down at the table.

You shook our head, grabbing your plate while Jason grabbed his, all of you sitting at your table. Cheryl looked between you and Jason multiple times, before one of you spoke up, “Cheryl is there something you’d like to say?” you said jokingly, looked at the redhead pointedly.

Cheryl shook her head, “You guys still haven’t gone into detail about the date. Although I can already sense the sexual tension between you.” you and Jason immediately choked on your food.

You began coughing before answering Cheryl, “Okay, no.” you said laughing, causing Cheryl to pout. Jason shook his head, “After all this time you’re still Cheryl” he laughed, causing Cheryl to give an offended look.

She shook her head, “Oh what does that mean JJ? You’re hurting my feelings” she exclaimed, finishing her plate and putting it in the sink. You and Jason followed, dumping your plates in the sink, “lets go to school before you say something else Cheryl” you said jokingly, grabbing your backpack off of the floor as Cheryl and Jason got theirs.

The walk to school was calming, although you couldn’t help but wonder what Jason would do when you both got there. You turned to him as you walked, “Jason, what do we do when we get to school? You have a bit of a reputation, I wouldn’t want to ruin it.” you muttered, now staring at the ground.

Jason and Cheryl looked at each other for a moment, “I don’t care about the reputation as much as you may think. We can’t talk at school because i’m worried one of the guys will try and get to you. I don’t want you hurt, so for your sake, trust me no one can know..” Jason said solemnly, trying to make eye contact with you.

His only response was a nod, and as you got closer to the school Jason said he had to run so he could get there early. Cheryl gave you a knowing look, “He means what he says, I’ve never seen JJ look at someone like he looks at you, trust me when I say he’s being honest.” she said quietly, staring ahead at the school.

The first bit of your school day was fine, seeing Jason was a bit difficult since you couldn’t speak to him, but nothing had gone wrong. You were walking down the hall with Jughead when Chuck decided to shove you both.

Jason and Reggie were with him and said nothing as Chuck glared at you, “Jason, Reggie, look at this, our new cheerleader is just as much of a freak as Donnie Darko over here.” he laughed, Reggie following.

They both looked to Jason who just shoved them forwards, “I’m not in the mood for your shit guys, lets go” he muttered, giving you a sorry look as he walked with them to their class.

You sighed as you said goodbye to Jughead, both of you separating to go to class. The school day continued with you and Jason mostly avoiding each other so that nobody would notice anything suspicious, and as much as you hated it, you both knew it would be better that way for now.

The school day ended and as you were nearing your house, you and Cheryl heard a shout, “Wait up guys!” The voice belonged to Jason, who was running after you two down the street.

Both of you waited a minute for him to catch up, “Hey i’m sorry that we didn’t talk at school” he mumbled, catching his breathe as you walked. You shook your head, “No worries, I’d rather not have Chuck come at me more than usual, you’re doing your best” you responded, smiling at Jason.

Jason ended up taking you on a boat ride with Cheryl, the next day he took you on a picnic, then he went to Pop’s with you. Although times at school were rougher, almost everyday Jason took you somewhere or hung out with you, and that was how you knew it would all be okay.

Jason loved you, and you loved Jason back, just as much. That was good enough for you both.

Originally posted by newton-scarmander

Love Me ( Reader x Sirius Black)

Fandom: Harry Potter (Marauders era)

Pairing: Reader x Young Sirius Black

Warnings: This is filled with flirty and cocky Sirius. You’re at a Hogwarts party and he takes an interest in you, leads to smut oops.

Inspired roughly by the song love me by the 1975, you don’t need to listen to it to understand though

Word Count: 1.4 k

You weren’t usually one to go to parties but it seemed everyone was going to this one and you didn’t want to feel left out. You were getting ready with your friends in your room but you didn’t have anything nice to wear. Most of the girls in your room were putting on tight dresses and short shorts but you hadn’t really packed much clothes aside from your uniform ,which you could now clearly see did not follow tonight’s dress code.

You poked through your clothes hoping something would stick out and something did, it was a burgundy dress you forgot you even brought, it had sleeves but they only went around your arms leaving your shoulders bare and the dress went a little over half way down your thigh and it was loose fitting after the waist, perfect.

You put it on and looked at your friend Katie whose eyes widened in shock “Y/N I don’t think I’ve ever seen you without a Y/H tie on” you laughed at her comment “oh shut up Katie, I don’t wear my tie to bed” you teased. You let your hair down naturally flowing over your bare shoulders and put on some black sneakers without Katie noticing until you had left.

The party was being thrown by some Gryffindor’s you didn’t know because they were a year above you but everyone was invited. Your friend Katie had gone to many parties with them before so she filed you in on who they were when you arrived, as they were all standing together talking. Katie whispered in your ear “the one on the end is peter, he is pretty quiet but kind of cute” you laughed at her realization of the timid boy and she continued, “beside him with the glasses is James, he follows that Lily girl around like a dog” you laughed again when you realized that James was in fact starring at the red head from across the room. “then we have Remus, he is so sweet and very cute, and lastly is Sirius” you looked away from her to look at who she was talking about but when you looked at him he made direct eye contact with you, you continued listening to Katie while he stared at you “he’s known for being a flirt but he is also pretty nice, and funny, oh don’t let me forget he’s cute as well but I think you have noticed that part already” You blushed both at her words and the fact that you were still starring at this boy you didn’t even know.

Sirius noticed your eye contact and walked towards the two of you, Sirius looked at you and said “hello girls did you come to the party just for the view” he smirked at his own words and before you could respond Katie did for you “of course not, I was just explaining to Y/N who everyone was, she doesn’t get out often” you blushed again slightly embarrassed that your friend had spoken for you. Sirius looked from you to your friend and then spoke again “ I don’t think I’ve seen you guys around before”, your friend spoke again “we are a year below you so we don’t have any classes together” Sirius almost ignored Katie’s words and directed his to you “such a beautiful face, but nothing to say” the compliment took your breath away, if you even had any left and you quickly responded “I , I’m just not good , not great with words sometimes” you stuttered nervously at the man you had been staring at you minutes before. Sirius smiled “that’s okay, I’m good enough with words for the both of us” he said and he walked away.

The party went on for a couple more hours, you usually would have left by now but you wanted to see Sirius again, a couple fire whiskey’s later and your friend convinced you to play a drinking game with a few people, once you sat down Sirius sat down across from you a few minutes later. You weren’t paying much attention to the game, you didn’t even know what was going on until you heard your name being called and you were met with Sirius eyes on you, you looked down at the bottle pointing from you to Sirius and you gulped, before you knew it you were grabbing Sirius hand and being led into a closet.

The door shut behind you and you were face to face with Sirius, a stupid grin plastered on his face. “hi” you whispered, he let out a small laugh “hello Y/N, nice to see you again” you were surprised he had remembered your name “I wasn’t really paying attention to the game what are we doing?” you questioned Sirius looked into your eyes “well we don’t have to do anything but we can do whatever you want” you looked up at him “and what does that include” Sirius smirked and said “well you can love me” he paused “if that’s what you wanna do” you blushed and just looked up at him again lost for words “still not good with words I see, did you want me to do the speaking for both of us then” you nodded getting closer to him that before , Sirius leant in and kissed you, not short and sweet like you were expecting but a deep kiss filled with lust and you knew at this moment what your plans for tonight were.

Sirius continued to kiss you, his tongue making its way into your mouth when you heard the door open and pulled away to see James “hey Sirius, I hate to interrupt but your time is up “James was holding onto the red heads hand from earlier, with a dumb grin on his face. “alright james it’s all yours, and lily of coarse” serious winked at James and pulled you by the hand out of the closet.

Sirius kept walking not quite sure where too until you stopped in front of another closet “ are you going to bring me into another closet to kiss me” you questioned. Sirius pulled you in and said “ oh love, I hope to do more than just kiss you, and I can’t do that in the hallway” you blushed, your face must have been red by now but before you could say anything your lips were sealed by Sirius’ the kiss just as intense as before, he brushed your hair off of your neck and shoulders and slowly started kissing your neck, his hands exploring your body, unsure what to do with your hands you wrapped them around his waist pulling it closer to you. You weren’t thinking about your actions, you were just acting on your current feelings, and you only felt the need for Sirius’ hands on you.

Sirius had pushed you against the closed door and starting inching his hands in between your thighs, you gladly allowed his hands to do so, he pulled down your underwear and brought his hand back to your entrance, teasing you with one finger, slowly entering you and then circling around your clit, you moved your body closer to his hand desperate for his touch but he smirked into the kiss. “someone a little eager” you blushed “you’re the one who dragged me into this closet” Sirius laughed at your words and he went back to kissing your neck and you started pulling at the waist of his pants, he quickly got the message and dropped his pants to the ground, he swiftly pulled your dress over your head and tossed your bra beside your panties already on the ground. He lifted your legs around his waist and positioned himself at your core, he entered slowly but quickly fastened his pace. You were pinned against the door and Sirius movement had you a moaning mess, Sirius name fell off your tongue a couple times and he pushed himself deeper into you. You were about to reach your high when you felt Sirius twitch inside of you, he thrusted three times swiftly and released inside of you causing you to reach your high as well. Sirius gave you a minute before he removed himself and gently placed you on your feet again.

You both got dressed and as Sirius was walking you back to your room he kissed you goodnight and whispered in your ear “based on how you were moaning my name, I’d say you are pretty good with words after all”.

The Mom Ch. 1

Fandom: BIGBANG/ Choi Seung Hyun

Synopsis: Samchilil

Warnings: All the fluff!!! Seriously fluffy feels ahead…

Author’s Note: Here we go again, dear readers! Off on another adventure with The Nanny. What sort of scenarios are we going to get up to this time? ;)
Remember, feedback is love! <3

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. This story contains fictional representations of real people. None of the events are true. This is from an American standpoint, so some of the situations may not happen the same way they might in Korea. I make no money from the writing of this fictional work.

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The morning after the birth of the twins found you feeling like you’d been run over by a bus. Your muscles were sore and weak, you’d barely had any sleep and you swore if anyone tried to feed you yet another bowl of Miyeokguk you were going to throw it at them.

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nooradeservedbetter  asked:

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers (◠‿◠✿)

Hiii! I meant to do this thing for a while! Sorry it took me so long! 

Hmmm, let’s see. I’ll stick to my 1D and H/L fics for this… It’d look different if I included all my fics I’ve ever written, but I don’t think anyone who follows me here is from any other fandom :) 

1. Empty Skies - it’s probably the most complex thing I’ve written? It’s also very dear to me because I love the exes to lovers trope, the whole theme of forgiveness and showing that even when it seems to be so clear, there’s always more to a story. It’s never just one of them at fault when a relationship doesn’t work out. 

2. Jump Before We Fall - This one is so dear to me, because it’s basically just an ode to my home in England. I used to live and work in a hotel by the sea, just like it’s described in this fic. There’s a lot of personal experience in this fic, and even more of my heart and soul. 

3. Walk Away You’re Messed Up - I got to focus on their characters and how OT5 works and influence each other. That was really fun, because I think there’s not many OT5 fics that show just how perfectly they complemented each other. A lot of thought went into this to make this an AU mirroring canon, just to show that these five boys would find each other in every universe. 

4. Nameless Night - it should be much higher on my list, really. I got to turn the soulmate trope around. I just took it and made this fic the anti-soulmate fic LOL also, I loved building this universe and get to critically write about social problems and show that, once again, things are not always black and white. And that, sometimes, love is not enough. (Although, in the end, love wins, of course :D) 

5. Your Best Line Ever - The shampoo fic, isn’t it? I don’t even know where that idea came from. The prompt is one I had actually read in another fandom, and wanted to use for a different pairing. Then, 1D happened, and I swiftly went wild with it and wrote my first H/L fic :D 

(Paint Me in A Million Dreams will get in there once it’s finished, but I wouldn’t know which one it’ll replace…..) 

Okay, I’m not gonna send out asks, I’ll just tag a few people (or a few more…) @karamelised, @cherrystreet, @actuallyredorchid, @loveloveolivia and @tvshows-addict aaaaaand @lucystarkid (I forgot you, hooooowwww could iii?) – your turn :) 

@memekeymouse the NSFW stuff appearing even on safe-search, that’s Tumblr’s problem.
It’s not the artists. Because they’ve tagged it as NSFW (yes I went back and tagged most of them as such since you dont wish to see it..). And Tumblr for some reason still shows them. You should be directing this towards Tumblr, not artists who draw yaoi and Mpreg. Also Im not drawing these because of a fetish. Mpreg is not a fetish. Its a thing thats literally IN japan. Same goes for yoai.. A uke cuter and submissive one and a seme is the more dominate one in the relationship. I can name a few shippings that have all of what you’re trying to go against me in it.


Meta Knight X Kirby
Shadow X Sonic
Mario X Luigi (yes people ship that..dunno why…)

Villager X Toon Link
Edgeworth X Phoenix
Zero X Megaman
Descole X Layton
Layton X Luke
Ness X Lucas
Claus X Ninten
Red X Blue (Pokemon)
Gary X Ash
Yurii and his seme (forgot his name but its from Yurii on ice)
Ganon X Link
Dark Link X Link
Chara X Frisk (can be identified as any gender but it still counts)
Vegeta X Goku
Trunks X Goten Broly X Trunks

Need I go on? Because there is a ton more.

“Yaoi” in of itself is NOT pornographic (in some cases there is but mostly there isnt). It’s simply just what gay relationships in manga/anime are called. If you’re going to be bashing people for having ships and calling it what its SUPPOSED to be called in anime, you shouldn’t be allowed to have ships yourself. You need to realise that YAOI, UKES, SEMES, AND MPREG ARE NOT FETISHES! And its NOT illegal! However, you act like Im committing murder. So why does that make such a big issue with you?? And SIN can literally be ANYTHING. Look i get where you’re coming from. But you had no damn right to post any of that stuff! You didn’t even try to come to me nicely! My drawings aren’t the problem. It’s certain people in fandoms. Like you.
And as for anything related to sin, it happens in every fandom. EVERY. FANDOM. Nobody said that gay ships were “sinful”. It refers to NSFW or suggestive content. Yaoi LITERALLY MEANS GAY. AND YURI MEANS LESBIAN. REGARDLESS OF WHETHER IT’S SEXUAL OR NOT! If anybody is in the wrong, it’s you. I’m not physically harming anybody. I’m not insulting anyone. I know you didnt mean to hurt me but you did. Once again. You could’ve just told me privately.. And nicely that i had offended you. But no. You decided to make me look like the bad guy here! You judged me by my art first and not me as a person! Im literally one of the nicest people that you will ever meet…!! I have no hatred towards you, because I’m not like that. I just can’t bring myself to hate anybody. But that doesn’t mean that I will tolerate hurtful comments.
And the last time I had checked, this was my blog. Not yours. I don’t just go around telling people what to post on their blog or anything. And on the subject of MPreg, how does that automatically mean that I hate women and trans? happen to be female.
I love all genders equally, and non-binary people. Saying that I hate women and trans people just because I draw something related to Mpreg makes absolutely no sense. So apparently everyone who is okay with mpreg hates them right? We don’t.
Anyways, everyone. Regardless of what others think of what you like or don’t like, don’t listen to them. Especially if they’re hurtful. So please, don’t complain about something that isn’t that big of a problem. Especially here. And most people here ARE in fact okay with yoai, ukes, semes, and mpreg. Like @livewiregoth @asksecurityofficermitchellandco @bluehatchingrooster @thecurseddoll and many more. As a side note, that Skype screenshot that you were talking about was a crack roleplay. That means it’s used for HUMOUR. There’s something called tag blacklisting, so you won’t have to see anything with certain tags. I have the same right to ship and draw what I please just as you and everyone else do, regardless of what anyone says. If you dont like it then oh well. Maybe you can take something from this and not post hurtful things like that again.


Also. @mickeyofficialtwitteraccount had wanted to say this to you for a while now.

“Listen here ya lil shit; its none of your business what someone else does on their blog. Oh, your worried about offending gay people? I’m only attracted to people who identify as female in any way and I myself am a female, but it doesn’t offend me. Its just a tag. There’s no need to attack someone over this. You should be ashamed of yourself! You didn’t even try asking nicely first!”


Also if I receive anon hate for this. There are many ways for me to deal with a coward hiding behind a mask…

why lucy heartfilia is NOT weak

hello everyone!! this is going to be a long ranty post so i am going to put this under a read more cut. if you’re interested in what i have to say, go ahead and read on! :)

( @celestiallucy you said for me to tag you hehe)

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HETALIA FAN SURVEY RESULTS

Thank you to all 262 people who responded to our Fan Survey! I spent a good few hours reading through each response individually, and it yielded some interesting results and great comments! Thank you especially to those of you who left lovely little messages for us, they were a sweet surprise and a great motivator!

The results have been compiled below, and are presented with some explanation and commentary! If you just want to see the core results, then read the bolded parts only! However, we recommend reading the whole thing! It only takes 15 minutes at most, and it’s very interesting! 

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Trophy Girlfriend Jay Park x Reader [Requested]

Request: Annyeong! If the requests are still open? Can I ask for a Jay Park scenario? If yes then, I’d like it if you are best friends acting like a couple. Thank you so much and sorry If they aren’t open♡ I’ll support you!!

Hello! Requests are still open so you’re okay! And please do support us! We appreciate it! I hope you like it! I rushed a bit at the end so if you want it fixed I can!

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Pairing: Jay Park x Reader

Word Count: 2525

Genres: Angst, Romance, Fluff

Warnings: None (unless you count sasaengs)

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Originally posted by korean-hip-hop

Y/N PoV:

Damn, where is he? You awkwardly looked around the airport with the stack of your luggage piled next to you. You were visiting your good friend Jay in Korea, and he was supposed to be here to pick you up.

Bzzt. Bzzt.

You looked down at your phone, he had sent you a text apologizing for being late.

You rolled your eyes, of course he was running late. But that was Jay, and even though you acted like this, you couldn’t deny the attraction you felt towards him. But how could he not be late when his fangirl stalkers were watching him. What were they called again?

Ah that’s right, sasaengs.

You had definitely heard about the hardcore fandoms of the K-hip hop and K-pop world from Jay before.

It’s a good thing I wore sunglasses and a face mask.

You thought to yourself. Who knew what would happen to you and Jay if paparazzi and sasaengs caught a sight of your face.

“Turn around.”

You yelped at the male voice in your ear, completely knowing who the suspect was.

“Jay!” you exclaimed glaring at his also sunglassed and masked face, “were you really running late or were you sneaking up on me the whole time!?”

He shrugged, “Little of both. How could I resist a view from the back?” he jokingly smirked.

You slapped his arm hard, “Stop being such a perv jackass.”

“Son of a bitch!” he cussed, “we’ve been best friends for years but I still can’t get over that pack a punch strength you have.”

“Wow, I forgot how much of a bitch you were,” You laughed.

“Why are we even friends, again?” he muttered.

You raised an eyebrow, “I heard that. Now hurry, I’m getting tired!”

He mock bowed before loading your stuff into the car. The cockiness was on fire today, you thought. You felt an itch behind your mask so you quickly unhitched it from behind your ears when a gust of wind blew it away.

“Shit!” you cussed, trying to catch it, knocking into Jay.

“Y/N?” he asked, confused.

He moved to stand, accidentally smacking your sunglasses off your face. The wind continued to blow and you dropped to catch your sunglasses, moving Jay’s sunglasses.

“Achoo!” Jay sneezed and his mask came off.

You both froze.

“Oh shit,” you whispered, realizing that both of you had no protection against the paparazzi.

“Y/N,” he said, voice low in case onlookers were listening, “Get into the car… now.” Judging my his tone, you both needed to jet fast. You hopped into the shotgun seat forgetting about your sunglasses while Jay closed the trunk and hopped in.

Flash. Flash.

You winced, paparazzi and sasaengs were not a force to be messed with here in South Korea.

“Fuck, hurry up Jay!” you yelled.

“There’s a load of fangirls in front of us! What am supposed to do? Run them over like ‘sorry, I need to save my sorry ass in exchange for your shitty life!?” he yelled back.

You narrowed your eyes before reaching over and slamming your hand down the steering wheel to startle the surrounding people.

“I don’t care,” you said lowly, “GO!”

Not even caring, he stepped on the petal, making the onlookers jump out of the way. It was silent until-

“Well I was glad you were staying at my place for another reason,” he said suggestively, “but now it’s even better because now you’re under my protection.”

You groaned, “The sasaengs are going to try and kill me aren’t they?”

Jay shrugged, but you already knew the answer. You were glad all your social media was private, or by now you would be receiving so much hate mail. Jay soon pulled to a stop at a tall building.

“We need to talk to Kiseok,” he explained, “here’s another face mask.”

You caught the one he threw at you and hooked it behind your ear, following him into the building. He was already talking to another attractive male, eyes widening when the latter showed him something on his phone.

“Shit,” Jay muttered, walking up, “this was supposed to be a bestfriend visit type of thing,” he sighed, “but now it’s blown out of proportions.

“What happened?” you inquired.

“Well obviously,” Jay said, “the paparazzi is going to spin some dating scandal. But what’s worse is a girl got your sunglasses and your face mask that you dropped earlier. She said that she’s the one who was with me and using them as evidence. She’s claiming that I just had a one night stand with her…she’s not even my type.”

“Jay!” you hit him over the head, “be serious here!”

“Yea…she’s saying that I lead her on for weeks only to break her heart and humiliate her in front of all her friends and that I was bad in bed and kept verbally saying vulgar things,” he said.

You bit your lip, “Wow, is she an anti?”

Jay nodded, “Yea probably. And the only way to fix it is to find someone to actually stand in as a girlfriend to prove her wrong.”

You faltered a little… who would he choose?

“Ah okay…” you said.

“So I have to find someone who would fit what the girl looks like,” he showed you his phone.

You studied the picture, she had Y/E/C eyes and Y/H/C hair. She almost looked familiar…. No wait, extremely familiar! She looked like you!

“Wha?” you wondered.

“Y/N,” he said seriously (for once), “will you please stand in as my fake girlfriend? It might be awkward as hell and a pain in the ass, but I really need-”

You gave him a quick smile, “Of course!” you smiled, “what are best friends for?”

“Well…” he said, “there are special type of friends-”

You rolled your eyes trying to suppress the heat from your cheeks, “don’t even think about it Jay.”

“No harm in trying!”

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Your palms were sweaty, and quite clammy as well, as you waited for Jay. The press conference had seemed too terrifying…. Until now. Although you and Jay had practiced multiple times together already over the span of 3 days, you were afraid you were going to forget everything.

“Breathe,” Jay said, coming up to you, “just like we practiced. Oh- you look good too,” he winked at you.

You laughed, feeling a lot calmer already, “Thanks.” You felt a little over dressed from your usual attire, seeing as you had to make a good impression for the sake of Jay.

“The press conference will now start.”

Almost instantly, you are bombarded with questions. There were cameras going off, in hopes to catch a good image of you two with all the pushing going on. To be honest, you were feeling quite overwhelmed again.

“U-uh,” you stutter a bit, “one at a time please!”

They ignored you, ticking Jay off a bit. He might jokingly insult you from time to time, but he at least respected your requests.

“You heard her!” he raised his voice, “one at a time!”

You smiled gratefully at him, as the reporters listened to him.

“So it was you pictured with Jay Park and not the other girl?” a woman asked you.

You shook your head, smiling like you had practiced, “Yes, it was me. The girl was an anti, and so when we ran off, she grabbed my dropped objects to use it as false evidence.”

“I see…” reporters scribbled your words down on their notepads.

“How come we’ve never seen you?”

“How long have you-”

You continued to answer the continuous stream of questions they had for you. You were a little stiff at first, but as time dragged on, you felt yourself relax. Sooner than expected, the press conference ended.

You sank down in your chair, “Hah…that was tiring.”

“You did good,” Jay said, drinking a bottle of water, “just like we had practiced.”

You narrowed your eyes, “Just like we had practiced my ass! What was all of that!? Kissing my cheek and putting your hands all over me like that!”

“Well,” he said teasingly, “if you’re going to be my fake girlfriend, might as well take the chance! And with that little display, they didn’t doubt our story!”

“That is true…” you mused, “but next time you gotta tell me.”

He put his hands up in mock surrender, “Whatever you say. Let’s go, I don’t know about you but I want to sleep.”

“Same,” You yawned.

“We can always sleep together-”

“Don’t even think about it,” you interrupted, cheeks suddenly blazing. Why was your face hot? Surely by now, you would know Jay’s perverted ways already.

“Alright,” he said, defeated, “let’s go.”

You let him take your arm as you both walked to the car. Almost instantly, you felt your eyes close, heavy with sleep as you sat shotgun.

Bzzt. Bzzt.

You felt your phone buzz and you looked down. You had received a text from an unknown number.

“Stupid bitchy whore, taking Jay.”

You’re eyes narrowed, how had they found out your number? You watched as your phone collected more and more messages, most likely from sasaengs.

Bitch

Go die!

Kill yourself!

You’re not good enough!

Ugly!

Fake ass plastic barbie!

You felt your mood decline, and your wanting of sleep slip away as you read the messages. You suddenly felt paranoid, if they could find your number, they could find and do almost anything!

“Hey…” Jay said, noticing your silence, “are you okay?”

You didn’t want him to worry anymore than he did, “Yea!” you forced yourself to say, “just tired, that’s all.”

He didn’t seem to believe you, but didn’t press it. You blocked the numbers and turned your notifications off to keep you from showing any signs of abnormal behavior. You looked out the car window and let the steady rhythm lull you to sleep.

Jay’s PoV:

We pulled up at the house and Y/N was sleeping peacefully. I looked at her face and stared, it was rare that I ever got to see her with her guard down. I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, but I noticed her phone kept flashing.

“Mmm,” she stirred in her sleep.

I set her down on the bed, before grabbing her phone. She said she was just tired but… we were best friends. I can tell when she’s lying. In fact, I’m a bit insulted that she didn’t think I’d notice.

‘What’s her password again?’

I thought about it for a bit. Y/N would put her password as something only people who really knew her well would know. I typed in (your password) and her phone unlocked. I frowned at what I saw.

You better watch your back!

We’re going to get you!

Your death will be my happiest day

Some messages were downright insulting, while others were just plain threatening. I frowned and started blocking all the numbers. When I was finished I clenched my free hand into a fist.

Don’t worry… I’ll protect you.

I stood up and went to close the door. I would protect from from everyone and everything… including me and my damn thoughts.

Y/N’s PoV

I fluttered my eyes open, trying to suppress my blush from when Jay carried me. The power of a long term crush…. is frightening. But could I take this as a sign that he liked me back?

Bzzt. 

I let out a frustrated groan, remembering that Jay had found about the hate messages. No matter how hard I had tried to not worry him, it ended in the opposite.

I can’t just receive… I’ve gotta give too…

I stared at my phone. And I could start with deleting all my social media. 

~Time Skip~

I threw my phone back onto the bed after finishing making my whole life private. If I had no social media I could do nothing to harm Jay.

“You awake?”

I jumped a little when I heard Jay’s voice from outside the door. Taking my silence for an answer, he opened the door.

“Hey wake up- oh,” he stared a little, “you’re awake.”

I nodded, “Yea, just woke up a little while ago. Did you need something?”

“Do I need a reason to talk to my best friend?” he smirked at me cockily at me, looking crazily sexy.

I returned his smirk with a raised eyebrow, “Yes you should, it’s a privilege to be able to talk to the queen!” I joked.

He laughed and sat on the edge of he bed, “Wow, I see your lame sense of humor hasn’t changed.”

“Lame? If I remember correctly it was you who snorted milk out of your nose laughing at my jokes!” you cried out.

This caused both of you to break out into laughter. It felt good to laugh, seeing all the craziness that has happened in such a short matter of time.

Jay ceased to laugh first, “But in all seriousness… I saw the messages you were getting from the sasaengs.”

“Oh,” you fiddled with your thumbs, “I didn’t want to stress you out anymore than you already were-”

“Bullshit,” he spat, “we’re best friends Y/N. That means no matter what, we can share shit with each other. And the moment you agreed to this it meant you could confide with me.”

You sat in silence for a while, stunned at his little speech. You felt your heart melting at his words. Could the man in front of you get any more perfect in your eyes?

“Jay…” you started, “How uncharacteristically gentleman like you were just now!”

He groaned, “Y/N I’m serious! You can talk to me about anything, even the weirdest shit. Because you didn’t have to do this. I know it’s going to be awkward and that you hate it and I don’t deserve you fake or real platonic or not but-”

You widened your eyes at the unsuspecting confession. You saw that Jay was surprised too.

“I mean that-”

You processed the words… he liked you? Your heat beat faster and you began to lightly hit yourself.

“I’m dreaming,” you said to yourself, “this is just a good dream and he doesn’t like me.”

Jay paused at his attempt to salvage his pride, “A good dream? Doesn’t like you?” he slowly processed the words before taking your hands, “no, this is real. Don’t like you!? Are you kidding!? I’ve waited years! And my thoughts were so…. so…. so dirty!”

You blushed, “But you flirt with everyone!”

“To hide the fact that I like you! Y/N, it’s been you!”

You sat in shock, not believing what you heard. One last time, you pinched yourself to make sure you were awake.

“Don’t hurt your beautiful self,” Jay said, taking your hands, “this is real.”

You buried your face into his shirt, wrapping your arms around his waist, “It’s been you for years too,” you mumble embarrassed.

Smiling, Jay rested his chin on your head, hugging back, “I’m glad.”

You smiled as well, I guess you were his girlfriend now…. for real.

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-Admin H (with help from Admin G) (Thanks for requesting! Hope you all enjoyed!)