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SO “oh look, taylor swift is dragging up past drama to sell her new album, look at her playing the victim again, you’re still over”

is what all the haters happen to be screaming (among over ridiculous things) tonight, following the release of Look What You Made Me Do, the lead single to Swift’s 6th album: Reputation. But let’s take a little trip down memory lane to see if Taylor really is playing the victim. Hold on ladies, it’s gonna be a long one. 

2006-2008  

Taylor broke out in 2006, and when Love Story stormed the charts in late 2008 she became a global superstar and thus named “America’s Sweetheart” a bittersweet and dangerous title for any young female star, because it’s so easy to fall from the top. She was immediately held to an impossibly high standard of perfection, in every aspect of her life, and she handled this with grace. 

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Ace Keith Headcanons
  • He didn’t know it back then. He didn’t care about it. Ignored all his classmates who were passing around lewd magazines and just continued browsing why on earth pluto was no longer a planet. The injustice! 
  • When his classmates at the Garrison asked him if he ever had a girlfriend 
    “Never had one.” 
    “A boyfriend then?” 
    “Nope. None of that either.”
    “But why?”
    “I was not aware it was a requirement, Charles.”
    Others thought he was a snob and a bit snarky after that.
  • At night he just read books. Sometimes he drew things like spaceships and alien warships. He loved outer space and he was going to be an ace pilot and be the youngest pilot to go on a mission. His roommate gave up inviting him to parties to meet possible mates. “Have fun.” “You too.”
  • When he wanted to be alone, he snuck up to the rooftop just so he could trace the constellations and get more inspiration for his drawings. He liked the quiet and the natural light the moon gave him to see what he was drawing on his skethpad.
    “What are you doing in a place like this at this hour, cadet?”
    Keith looked up to see the one and only Garrison Golden Boy.
    “I could say the same for you, Sir.” He got back to drawing.
    Shiro sat beside him and just watched him draw in silence. 
  • It became a thing. Shiro finding Keith on the rooftop, reading or drawing. They usually didn’t even talk, until Shiro broke their usual silence.
    “How come you’re always up here? Why are you not with your friends? It’s not everyday you get to be in the city and have fun.”
    Keith shrugged. “Hmm. Not really my type of fun or thing.”
    “Huh. Interesting.”
  • They became friends after that. Their feet dangling on the rooftop as Shiro would tell Keith a joke or something that happened to him in class. Keith didn’t draw all the time, he’d have the sketchpad on his lap and just laugh and tell Shiro things too.
  • Their conversation led to talking about crushes one time, because that topic was always interesting.
    “Had my first crush back in elementary,” Shiro laughed. “A bit silly to be honest. Then she liked me back and we became a couple.”
    “Wow. That’s so… young.” Keith chuckled.
    “How about you? Who was your first crush?”
    Keith furrowed his eyebrows. “I’ve never had one.”
    “What?” Shiro asked, a bit scandalized at the revelation. “No way!”
    “I just haven’t seen anyone that way, I guess. If it happens, then it happens. But to be honest, I don’t think anyone will even like me since I’m not into that or see anyone like that.” Keith forced a fake cough. 
    Shiro was silent for a while and then he smiled. “Keith, do you know the word for that?”
    “The word for what?” Keith looked confused.
    “The word for what I think you are,” Shiro smiled fondly. “It’s asexual. Or ace for short. It’s basically someone who doesn’t experience sexual attraction.”
    Keith blinked. “Oh.” Then he smiled. “I like that. Ace. What a nice word.”
    “It is. You’re literally an Ace Pilot.” Shiro laughed.
    “Oh, shut up.” Keith nudged Shiro playfully, causing his skethpad to fall.
  • The next few months they were on the rooftop, Keith started the talk.
    “I think I have my first crush now.”
    “Oh really? Who is it?” Shiro raised an eyebrow, curious.
    “It’s basically someone you admire, right?”
    “Yeah.”
    Keith nodded. “Okay, I’m sure it’s a crush then.”
    “Keith! Who is it? Oh my god. Don’t kill me this way, man. I must know!”
    Keith laughed. “Oh, I’m pretty sure you’ll know one day, Shiro.”
    Shiro sat back, thinking that was probably enough of an answer. “Okay, so you have this crush on someone now. What do you want to do?”
    “I might want to hold his hand one day. If he’d let me.”
    Shiro smiled at his friend. “I hope you get to hold that boy’s hand, Keith.”
  • A few months later, Keith asked Shiro if he could hold his hand.
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teen wolf appreaction week: day 3: most powerful scene
“every time i try to fight back, it just gets worse. people keep getting hurt. people keep getting killed. scott, listen to me, okay? this isn’t you, all right? this is someone inside your head telling you to do this. okay? now… what if it isn’t? what if it is just me? what if doing this is actually the best thing that i could do for everyone else?”

✧ TEEN  WOLF  PROMPTS.

possible triggers, read/reblog with caution. nsfw metions. change pronouns as you seet fit!

  • SEASON ONE :

❛ You weren’t answering you’re phone! Why do you have a bat?! ❜
❛ I thought you were a predator! ❜
❛ We’re actually doing this? ❜
❛ You’re the one always bitching that nothing happens in this town! ❜
❛ I was trying to get a good nights sleep before practice tomorrow. ❜
❛ Everyone should have a dream, even a pathetically unrealistic one. ❜
❛ Just out of curiosity, which half of the body are we looking for? ❜
❛ Huh, I didn’t even think about that. ❜
❛ And, uh, what if whoever killed the body is still out here? ❜
❛ Also something I didn’t think about. ❜
❛ Okay, let’s see this thing. ❜
❛ It was too dark to see much, but I’m pretty sure it was a wolf. ❜
❛ A wolf bit you? ❜
❛ I heard a wolf howling. ❜
❛ What do you mean “No, I didn’t?” ❜
❛ How do you know what I heard? ❜
❛ Because California doesn’t have wolves, okay? ❜
❛ I’m a nerd by association. I’ve been Scarlet-Nerded by you. ❜
❛ It was like I had all the time in the world to catch the ball. ❜
❛ I can hear stuff I shouldn’t be able to hear. Smell things. ❜
❛ Smell things? Like what? ❜
❛ So, all this started with the bite? ❜
❛ What if it’s like, an infection? ❜
❛ Like my body flooding with adrenaline before I go into shock or something? ❜
❛ You know what? I actually think I’ve heard of this. ❜
❛ Hey, you’re the one who heard a wolf howling. ❜
❛ Hey, there could be something seriously wrong with me! ❜
❛ You’ve been given something that most people would kill for. ❜
❛ Where are you getting your juice? ❜
❛ So, you killed her? ❜
❛ Maybe it was my blood on the door? ❜
❛ I’ve never had a dream where I woke up like that before. ❜
❛ You know, maybe you caught a rabbit or something. ❜
❛ Maybe you should stop pretending to suck just for his benefit. ❜
❛ Trust me, I do plenty of sucking just for his benefit. ❜
❛ Do you wanna hang out, like us and them? ❜
❛ You know what else sounds fun? Stabbing myself in the face with this fork. ❜
❛ Once my heart starts beating again, yeah. ❜
❛ Start the car, or I’m gonna rip your throat out. With my teeth. ❜
❛ It was a different kind of bullet. ❜
❛ What am I supposed to do with him? ❜
❛ You faint at the sight of blood? ❜
❛ This house is like the frickin’ Wal-Mart of guns. ❜
❛ I don’t know whether to kill it or lick it. ❜
❛ You wanna do homework? Or you wanna not die? ❜
❛ We don’t go out in the middle of the night murdering people, do we? ❜

  • SEASON TWO :

❛ Please let him go, and I’ll do– I’ll do whatever you want! Okay? ❜
❛ I swear. I won’t- I won’t see him again. I promise, never again! ❜
❛ I’ve got a missing teenage girl, and our K-9 unit led us here. ❜
❛ I’m sorry, I - I didn’t see anything. ❜
❛ Trust me, if he saw a naked girl outside a computer screen, he’d remember. ❜
❛ School fight? ❜
❛ Oh, no, sorry. I was just remembering, I actually have a morning practice to get to. ❜
❛ Just one more question. You guys get many grave robberies here? ❜
❛ Usually, they just take stuff like jewelry. ❜
❛ Okay, nothing else? Seriously? ❜
❛ I just said it was missing. ❜
❛ And you know what? Even if she did, so what? ❜
❛ It’s the most nutritious part of the body. ❜
❛ You’re the test case for this, so we should be going over what happened to you. ❜
❛ I mean like what was going through your mind when you were turning, you know?  ❜
❛ Here’s a dollar. Go find another parking lot to die in.  ❜
❛ Now, I don’t want the same thing happening to some innocent girl. ❜
❛ So, police are organizing search parties for tonight. ❜
❛ Sign up, find the missing girl, you get an automatic A in my class. ❜
❛ Because we have a pretty good idea that she might be… you know, turning. ❜
❛ A unicorn. What do you think, dumbass? ❜
❛ What do you think she’s gonna do with a set of real claws? ❜
❛ Hey, you know, maybe they’re just here for the funeral? ❜
❛ I mean - what if they’re the non-hunting side of the family? ❜
❛ You wouldn’t be lying to me, would you, ______? ❜
❛ You wanna take this little conversation downstairs? No? ❜
❛ Tell you what, you do the dishes and clean up the kitchen, okay? ❜
❛ I have my responsibility as a parent. ❜
❛ You know I’m gonna have to find a way to punish you though. ❜
❛ Well, that was your fault. ❜
❛ Shut up! It’s a scratch! It’s hardly even… ❜
❛ I have beautiful everything. ❜
❛ You wanna just make out a little bit? Just to see how it feels? ❜
❛ This new-found heroism is making me very attracted to you. ❜
❛ What did you see in the mechanic garage? ❜
❛ Did you notice that I’m paralyzed from the neck down in 8 feet of water! ❜
❛ Can’t you just trust me this once? ❜
❛ I’m the one who keeps you alive, okay. Did you notice that? ❜
❛ Sounds like the beginning of a heartfelt story, but I’m gonna pass.. ❜
❛ I thought you were psychic, bitch? ❜
❛ Dude, everyone in here is a dude. I think we’re in a gay club. ❜
❛ Man, nothing gets past those keen werewolf senses? ❜
❛ One more question– just one. Are you okay? ❜
❛ We’re just a bunch of teenagers. We can’t handle this. ❜
❛ Sarcasm is my only defense. ❜
❛ I have to ground you. I am grounding you. You are grounded. ❜

  • SEASON THREE :

❛ I have to… I have to tell him.. ❜
❛ Do you have any other emergency werewolf contacts? ❜
❛ So, if you need to do that thing where we talk about me. ❜
❛ I don’t want a boyfriend. I want a distraction.. ❜
❛ And, seriously, an American werewolf in London? Like that’s not going to be a disaster. ❜
❛ Can we drive? Now, please? ❜
❛ All of them? How does that even work? ❜
❛ I have been looking for them the last four months. ❜
❛ Do you know what I want for my birthday? ❜
❛ Have you never done it before either? ❜
❛ We don’t like you. Now, shut up and help us. ❜
❛ So, I hope you’re comfortable saying whatever it is you were feeling straight to my face. ❜
❛ Okay, all right, now. Come on, no one died, alright? ❜
❛ Look, there may have been some maiming, okay? A little mangling, but no death! ❜
❛ I can’t take waiting around like this, you know? ❜
❛ My nerves are wracked, they’re severely wracked. Wracked. ❜
❛ What… like, why wouldn’t they chain them up in some underground lair or something? ❜
❛ They’re an Alpha pack, right? So, shouldn’t they have a lair? ❜
❛ Wait a sec, wait a sec– maybe they’re living there! ❜
❛ It’s not the first time you’ve gotten your hands dirty. ❜
❛ I could beat you unconscious and wake you when it’s over? ❜
❛ I just… I don’t understand the bank, though, okay? ❜
❛ I’m supposed to call you first when I find a dead body? ❜
❛ You called the police before you called me? ❜
❛ They’re too fast for us, for all of us. They’re too strong, too rabid. ❜
❛ And, just curious, is there a reason the gun is still pointed at me? ❜
❛ Well, there’s probably still some part of me that wants to shoot you… ❜
❛ Does anybody else want to rethink the plan where we just, uh, kill ‘em? ❜
❛ I just wanted to make sure you got in okay! ❜
❛ I know the inner workings of that force, alright? ❜
❛ You didn’t have to follow me home. ❜
❛ So, if these aren’t random killings, then what are they? ❜
❛ Come over to my place at nine. Plan on staying the night. I like to cuddle. ❜
❛ Am I the only one recognizing the lack of werewolfitude in these murders? ❜
❛ It means my lack of sexual experience is now literally a threat to my life, okay? ❜
❛ You know who else is a virgin? Me. I’m a virgin, okay? ❜
❛ I need to have sex. Like, right now. Someone needs to have sex with me, like, today. ❜
❛ What do you want? You want to kill me? ❜
❛ We shouldn’t have come. I knew it. We shouldn’t have come. ❜
❛ Are you just following the bus, or are you planning on mounting it at some point? ❜
❛ How do you know it’s not from the archery team? ❜
❛ Cut off the head of the snake, and the body dies. ❜
❛ Just once, can someone try to come up with something that doesn’t involve killing everyone? ❜
❛ I’m telling you this because they scare the hell out of me. ❜
❛ Somebody’s been doing their summer reading! ❜
❛ Well, maybe we could do what normal people do, and knock on the door. ❜

707mmgirl  asked:

I was wondering if you could do a NSfw where the rfa+v and saeran are having sex with mc for thw first time and they orgasm too fast and are afraid that they'd disappoint MC?

(  ˵¯͒⌄¯͒˵;;) I couldn’t sleep so I really…Really…Wanted to write this. Thought about it all day.


Yoosung

- He was losing it mentally. His hands were sweaty, his chest was beating

- He wasn’t going to lie, he had jerked off quite a bit before…Especially when LOLOL introduced that new female skin….

- But never much more than that! God, he was too scared to even get a sex toy- Too scared and embarrassed to even entertain the thought!

- He tried asking Zen for tips, even resorted to asking Seven. But Seven laughed and Zen said to look up some porn videos to get an idea because he was too busy to help

- (Or was he just sour MC didn’t fall for him?)

- When you came out of the bathroom in your pjs, he was already trying not to get a stiffy. I mean, what you were wearing wasn’t horrible, wasn’t perverted, but…You weren’t wearing a bra. Even he could tell that

- And the fact that tonight would be the first time you shared a bed together…

- “Yoosung?”

- “Y-Yes??”

_ “…Are you going to come lay down? It’s cold without you~”

- This was it, he was going to die. Someone get his will from that coffee fiasco out, he was going to need it after tonight.

- Carefully, he climbed into bed behind you, opting to try and be the big spoon and hold you tight.

-…Too tight, too tight! Your ass was rubbing against his groin so nicely. He ended up burying his face in your hair, desperate just to pretend he didn’t feel it.

- “Yoosung, are you alright?”

- “Yeah, yeah- I, uhm. I am.”

- “So you’re not hard-”

- “Don’t say it!!”

- Oh my god, this is it. You were going to make fun of him endlessly, just like the guys would when they found out. 

- You turned around to face his red face, and right when he thought it wasn’t going to get again worse, you slipped your hands around and squeezed his ass, pulling his hips flush against yours

- He. Couldn’t. Breathe.

- He felt you start kissing his neck, grinding against him, and he could only whimper in response. This isn’t how he thought it was going to happen- I mean, he was supposed to take the lead, right?? Right??

- But you slipped your hand in his sweat pants, letting out a lustful groan as you found he wasn’t wearing underwear, and he lost it

- You pulled your hand back and looked at the cum on your fingers, before looking him right in the eye and licking your hand clean

- Were you trying to kill him???

- “MC I’m sosososorry, oh my god-”

- “That’s okay, Yoosung,” You grabbed his hand, guiding it under your underwear, “Why don’t you show me what those gaming fingers can do?”

- God, please someone print out that will. He really was going to need it after tonight.

Jaehee

- So she wasn’t as innocent as everyone thought she was

-…But she was still blushing like crazy

- A cuddling session gushing over a dirty story you found online had turned sexual very quickly. Mainly due to your wandering hand, but…

- Now she was under you, one hand halfway covering her face, and the other gripped your arm as your teased her clit

- Every time she let out a squirming moan, her chest heaved and you swore you were in heaven

- You didn’t waste much time with foreplay. The two of you hadn’t really gone this far before, and this poor woman needed some excitement in her life that didn’t end in cat hair everywhere

- You couldn’t take it anymore, you slowly licked her nipple, then clamped your teeth over it, loving her surprised moan.

- “M-Mc!”

- You gave her nipple a harsh suck, your fingers trailing down from her clit to her entrance, slipping in two fingers already.

- You walls clamped down, her nails digging into your forearm already. She was sweating, chest heaving, but you knew all the right spots to hit.

- As your mouth bit on her neck, her moans kept getting higher and higher in pitch, until her nails dug in so harshly that you knew you were going to need a few bandages later.

- You felt her hips jerk up a few times, her whimpering when you kept trying to fuck her with your fingers, so you slowly pulled out.

- “Did you cum already?”

- She let out a groan, covering her face. “Yes, I’m sorry. It’s been a while.”

- You just laughed, kissing her forehead. 

- “I mean… I could be my turn, if you really loved meee~”

- She rolled her eyes but laughed, motioning for you to switch spots with her.

Seven

- The two of you were resting on the couch, just cuddling, until his fingers liiightly brushed against your sides, and you made the mistake of giggling

- Now it was On

- First thing about being friends with Seven: Never, ever, let him find out where you’re ticklish.

- He had you squealing and threatening him at the same time, squirming in between his legs as he laughed at you.

- Pretty soon you started fighting back- Turning around and desperate to find his ticklish spots. 

- But, after a while of squirming in eachother’s arms, he accidentally let out a moan that was not painful

- You stopped, and the both of you blushed… But, you just placed a questioning kiss on his lips.

- “R-really? Right here?”

- You nodded, already moving to start palming him through his pants, and he automatically started working on pulling off your shirt

- He groaned as you unzipped his pants, palming him through his boxers. He tried returning the favor, squeezing your breasts through your bra.

- But you slipped to the floor and got on your knees? What where you- Oh my god you were going to blow him

-Oh…My god.

- He watched with a growing blush as you tugged on his pants to be able to pull his hardening cock out easier. He watched your eyes widen just a bit when you pulled it out, him mentally fist pumping that he was a good enough size for you

- He wanted to lean back- Play it cool and just enjoy it, but he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. You brushing your hair behind your ear, getting a decent grip on his cock, your half-lidded eyes studying the head. He could feel the pre-cum leaking out already, and he prayed you thought that was normal.

- You gave his cock a few tentative pumps, him trying his fucking best not to jerk his hips up, and then suddenly you took the tip in your mouth.

- He couldn’t hold it back, he ended up letting a low whimper out, his fingers itching to tangle themselves in your hair, but god he managed to keep them away.

- You bobbed your head a bit, removing the cock from your mouth with an obscene ‘pop’, looking him right in the eyes as you licked up the underside of his cock

- …And he came all over your face

- It was slightly, just a bit, adorable at how you winced, but he felt his soul leave his damn body. Damnit, he knew he should have jerked off last night when he had the chance.

- “Oh my god, Mc I’m so–” 

- You wiped a bit off your cheek, slipping your finger in your mouth and letting out a hum. “You taste a bit bitter…”

- Instantly he pulled you up on the couch, sucking and nipping at your neck as you moaned a bit.

- He really, really, needed to know how you tasted as well. And, well….Hopefully that would make up for him being such a quick shot.

Jumin

- The marriage had been sweet, and ended with lots of cuddling on a plane as the two of you went to enjoy your honeymoon, something Jumin was very insistent on.

- As soon as the two of you landed, it was getting changed into something more appropriate, going off and enjoying the sites, having a nice romantic dinner

- And now the two of you finally made it to the place you were staying at for the next week. With just one bed in the room.

- He didn’t want to admit he felt nervous- What if he harmed you? What if he did so many things you didn’t enjoy? Expert Playboy only told him so much, and he wasn’t too keen on watching porn. Especially if Seven had his hands in the RFA’s search history.

- The two of you dressed in your sleepwear, then he coaxed you over to lay with him.

- Getting to finally hold you in his arms like this was amazing. He felt his chest swell every time you snuggled closer to him.

- “Mc?”

- “Yes, honey?”

- He gave your forehead a kiss at the nickname, his cheeks lightly blushing. “From my research, we’re not completely done for the day yet, are we?”

- Your face went red, but he started with gentle kisses to your lips, moving to your jaw, then to your neck, his fingers dancing around the hem of your shirt.

- Your breath hitched a couple of times, but you started working on unbuttoning his shirt, groaning when his hands started groping your breasts

- God, this felt amazing so far, from just barely doing the minimum. He focused on recalling all the tips in the magazine, some of the grosser things some board members had talked about drunk- Just anything he could apply to please you

- It wasn’t long before you were fully on your back, breasts heaving as he teased your clit, his boxers the only clothing left on him

- The way your cheeks flushed looking at his cock straining against his boxers made him want to take you instantly, but he needed to be patient, he needed to hold out a bit longer.

- But you gently squeezed his forearm, mewling a bit as he kept trying to rub your clit

- “Ju-Jumin, please, I want to feel your cock- I’m ready, just please.”

- He felt his eyes widen, but quickly cleared his throat and nodded, pulling his boxers off

- He teased you a bit more, the head of his cock barely entering you and pulling back out, making you let out the cutest whines. But finally, when he couldn’t even stand it anymore, he pushed himself fully inside of you, groaning along with you

- He stayed still for a moment, feeling how amazing it was to have you squeezing him so tightly. He tried to move, just one pump, but it was too much.

- As soon as he realized what had happened, his face was completely red, and he felt so ashamed when you let out a little questioning noise.

- “It…It seems that I’ve…” He trailed off, suddenly pissed at himself for cumming so damn early. You didn’t even get to enjoy anything.

- But you just squeezed his hand, placing a kiss on his cheek.

- “If you want…You could just use your fingers for tonight, tomorrow we could try-”

- “No, we’re doing this right tonight. I told you I would keep you up all nigh- I’m not going back on that now.”

- While he did finally get rid of his shame at how much you squirmed from his fingers alone, he promised himself that he was going to make you cum twice as much from his cock alone.

- (What the fuck did those magazines say about this situation???)

Zen

- You had been trying for ages to get him to have sex with you. 

- Inviting him in the shower? ‘Accidentally’ letting him walk in on you? Snuggling super close during a romance scene? All of them failed.

- And god, did he hate it.

- He wanted to fuck you, have you screaming his name so loud he was sure to get noise complaints- But was he ready??

- It had been a very, very, long time since he had, ahem, let the beast out. The last time was…Way too long ago.

- But all the teasing, and bluntness without saying anything, was starting to get to him. Starting to have his hand wandering when you weren’t there with him, and a few times when you were.

- Tonight was a bit better. You weren’t trying to throw more ‘hints’ his way, you were just snuggled up to him resting your head on his chest, tracing an imaginary circle on his ribs

- Yeah, he could handle this!

- But your fingers stopped, and you started to play with his hair a bit instead, making cute little noises as you shifted to look up at him

- “Your princess wants some kisses.”

- Oh no. He felt his cock twitch, but he tried his best to ignore it as he tipped your chin up, planting a soft kiss on your lips.

- “I can’t help but do as my princess wants~”

- But you pulled him back towards you, planting a few soft kisses, and then slowly making them more and more greedy.  You even slipped your tongue in, and when he groaned out he knew he was done for.

- He wanted to avoid sex at the moment, but tonight he didn’t have enough willpower.

- He grabbed your shoulders, pushing you to lay on your back as he slipped between your legs, leaning over to start sucking on your neck.

- You didn’t waste a second, especially since you had been trying to get to this point for ages. You wrapped your legs around his waist, grinning when he grinded against you with a low growl

- “You’ve been such a tease, princess, I can’t take it anymore.”

- As he pushed your shirt up, working on your breasts, he was frantically trying to recall all the moves he used to do back when he was in that gang.

- (God, it really had been forever!)

- Your hands fumbled with his shorts, yanking them down and giving his ass a firm squeeze, loving as he bit your neck in response.

- You were going to kill him. He wanted the first time to be sweet, romantic, but he couldn’t even control his thoughts right now. He just kept imagining how tight you would feel, how you would squeeze down on him-

- You reached and grasped his cock, starting a teasing pace as he leaked pre-cum already.

- Ah, fuck, fuck, he couldn’t take this. He ended up moaning into your shoulder as he jerked his hips in time with your pumps. One, two times, and he came.

- Kill. Him.

- He didn’t want to face you, he just closed his eyes tight as you pulled your hand away.

- “Zenny~ No fair, let me have fun too.”

- He took a deep breath and looked at you nervously- Only to be greeted with a firm kiss. You pushed his shoulder a bit, wriggling your hips.

- “Why don’t you put that mouth to better use~?”

- He looked a bit dumbfounded for a moment, but quickly slid back a bit, working on getting your pjs off.

- I mean… at least he had an impressive recovering speed? Hopefully luck would be on his side and let him recover fast enough to fuck you like he had been wanting.

V

- It…Had been a very long time. A long time since he was fully willing to have sex, at least.

- When the innocent cuddling on his bed got more perverse- Your hand slipping under his shirt and teasingly running your fingers so close to the waistband of his pants- Well… He did want it, it had just been ages

- He tried his best not to show it. Each feather-light touch he returned, every little breath you let out he had to stop himself from groaning

- He hadn’t realised how badly he wanted this from you

- Once the cute kisses died down, turning into panting breaths and low moans, you rolled yourself on top of him, straddling him and purposefully refusing to grind against him

- Were you trying to kill him? He needed this- He needed you

- His hands found your hips, holding you as he bucked his hips up with a barely contained groan. It had been too long, way too long, since he had felt so good from just teasing

- “Mc-”

- You leaned over, starting another string of greedy kisses, taking his will to talk and interrupt you away

- It didn’t take long for his hands to act on their own- Slipping under your shirt to grope, pushing your ass down so he could grind against you fully

- When you broke the kiss and let out such a sinful moan, he couldn’t do it anymore.

- “Mc, please- Now, now, please.”

- He felt your breath against his neck as you giggled, wiggling out of your underwear and pulling down his pants

- You took his cock and slid the head against your clit, making him bite down hard on his lip

- “Oh, god, Mc-” You were horrible but so fucking amazing. He wanted to thrust his hips up, slam into you with all he had-

- You let out a little mewl of pleasure as the head of his cock rubbed your clit just right, and suddenly you felt a hot spurt against you.

- He covered his face quickly, panting but letting out a sound of utter disappointment. 

- “It’s been ages, I just-”

- “Shh,” You leaned over, kissing his forehead. “ It’s fine.”

- But it wasn’t, was it? Your cheeks were still flushed, you were soaked but he knew you hadn’t came yet.

-… Was it too early to suggest…?

- “M-Mc, ride me.”

- “…What?”

- God, don’t make him say it again. He carefully squeezed his cock, feeling how sensitive it was, but he didn’t care. He wanted you anyway.

- He rubbed the head of his dick against your clit, then finally trailed it to your entrance, pushing the tip in and joining you in your moan

- “Jihyun-”

- He jerked his hips up, pushing into you fully, and the sound you made had him dig his nails into your thighs.

- “Ride. Me. I can take it.”

- He came early, but he was going to be damned if you weren’t going to be able to feel his cock slam in you tonight.

Saeran

- He had experience with women. Not exactly loving ones, but quick and hard fucks in the backs of bars or in hotels was what he was used to the most.

- And usually they all went well, except if the women tried being too clingy with him.

- He wasn’t expecting you to last so fucking long though

- The two of you were just cuddling on his bed, something he was always insistent on. But you were trying to find some funny things to show him on your phone, and he was tired of watching videos. 

- He ended up initiating it, slowly trying to tease you by acting like he wasn’t aware of where his hands were, but quickly dropping the act and pushing you on your back, grinding against you and slipping his tongue in between your bruising lips

 - It didn’t take long at all for both of you to rid each other of any fabric in the way, him burying his cock inside of you with a grunt and a low “Fuck,”

- Usually with the women he had fucked before, they came rather quickly… 

- But as he harshly slammed himself inside of you, finally being able to enjoy being inside of you, he felt himself coming closer and closer to the edge- And you definitely hadn’t came yet.

- He pulled your leg up a bit, pushing it flush against your chest to get a better angle to ram into you, letting out a growling string of curses as you tightened around him

- A few more jerks of his hips, and he easily came inside of you, groaning out and breathing harshly against your neck.

- He wasn’t expecting you to whine, though. He looked up, a bit confused, as you pouted.

- “You came already?”

- “…You didn’t??” He swore he had felt you tense up, dig your nails into him even more. What happened?? Oh god, was he losing his touch?

- You pushed him on his back, climbing on top of him and forcing his cock back into you, rolling your hips. “I wasn’t done yet~ Can you keep going?”

- The fuck he could, but his embarrassment didn’t let him say that. He gripped your hips, keeping you in place as he pushed as deep as he could inside of you, letting out a guttural groan.

- You let out a loud moan, starting a steady and heavy pace, drinking in how his cock hit your g-spot on every thrust.

- He hadn’t been overstimulated before, but he refused to argue against it. He apparently needed to build his stamina back up anyway…

Bloodied (Nolan Holloway)

Fifth Installment of the Broken Series

Broken, Bruised, Burned, Battered

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Listen: Crazy In Love by Sophia Karlberg

Originally posted by wolfiehunters

Recap

“well hello again.” The familiar voice of Tamara Monroe rung out.

Remember how I said Nolan was going to get me killed? I think he just did.

I looked up glaring at Monroe. It was only Monroe and one other guy but, they both had their guns pointed at me. I could take them, I just needed a distraction. She put the barrel of the gun right between my eyes.

“you know I always thought of myself as a bit of a psychic, I had a feeling you were going to die, and well it looks like my prediction came true.” Monroe said moving her finger to the trigger.

“HEY ASSHOLE UP HERE.”

The other hunter turned his attention to where Theo stood waving his arms. He  aimed his gun emptying his rounds on him. I took this time to grab the barrel of the gun that was pressed to my head before head butting Monroe in the face. She fell backwards grabbing her bleeding nose.

“I thought you were a psychic, bitch.” I growled before kicking the gun away from her.

The man, realizing what was happening, struggled to reload his weapon. I pulled out my belt clicking it in place. I swung it in one swift motion and the hunter fell to the ground.

Dead.

His head separated from his body.

I killed him.

Monroe looked in horror, as did I.

“oh my gosh.” I breathed looking at what I had just done.

A arm reached out pulling me away. I looked up at Theo dragging me back to the car we came in. Liam was in the backseat passed out. The tires squealed as we pulled away from the zoo. I stared straight ahead lost in my thoughts. That man probably had a family and I took him away from his family. Nolan was right, I really was a monster now. So many thoughts were going through my head I barely heard Theo speak up from beside me.

“are you okay?” Theo asked glancing at me.

“I killed him. I killed a man.” I said looking at him.

“you get used to it.” Theo said.

“DON’T TELL ME I’LL GET USED TO IT! OH MY GOD I KILLED SOMEONE!” I screamed.

“if you don't calm down you can join Liam in the back seat.” Theo growled.

“HOW CAN YOU EXPECT ME TO CALM DOWN? OH MY GOD SCOTT, WHAT IS HE GOING TO SAY? HE’S GOING TO KICK ME OUT OF THE PACK.” I said putting my head in my hands.

“It was self defense, theirs a difference.” Theo said.

“YOU KILL PEOPLE NOT ME!” I said breathing heavily.

“I haven’t killed anyone today. Can’t say the same for you.” Theo smirked.

He thought it was funny. This most definitely was NOT funny.

“I’m going to add you to my list if you don’t shut up.” I growled finally slowing my breathing.

“are you finally calm?” Theo asked.

I shook my head yes not really believing it myself. An awkward silence filled the car.

“oh god I’m going to throw up.” I said causing Theo to pull over.

I threw open the door releasing everything I had eaten for the past few days. The images of the man's decapitated head filled my mind making me throw up again.

“what’s going on?” Liam asked finally awakening.

“Y/N killed someone.” Theo shrugged like it was no big deal.

“YOU DID WHAT?” Liam asked shooting straight up.

“seriously would you both chill out. He was going to put a bullet through your head if you didn’t take his off.” Theo said.

“I have to tell Scott.” I said looking at my hands.

Theo sighed before making a right turn to Scott’s house. I didn’t know how I was going to tell him but I needed too. I didn’t mean to kill him, I wouldn’t want to hurt anyone. Theo pulled in to Scott’s driveway giving me an annoyed look. I got out of the car taking deep breaths. I walk inside to see Scott, Malia, Lydia, Mason, Melissa, and Chris crowded around a map.

“Scott.” I started causing everyone to look at me.

I wanted to tell him but nothing would come out. He walked over putting his hands on my shoulders.

“what happened?” He asked looking concerned.

“Scott I’m so sorry, I..” I started but was interrupted by Rafe McCall bursting through the front door.

“the guns, they’re all gone.” Rafe said looking at Scott.

“yeah we know.” Scott growled.

“No I mean they were distributed. Distributed to the citizens of Beacon Hills.” He said looking at all of us.

distributed? they were supposed to be destroyed.

“guys.” Lydia said but no one was paying attention.

“GET DOWN!” she screamed.

the first bullet shattered the window making us duck for cover but it was no use they poured in one by one. I cried out before everything became one big blur.

NOLAN’S POINT OF VIEW

“Y/N!” I screamed as she rolled down the hill.

Liam growled coming at me, I tried to move past him but he threw me back. I couldn’t see where she was and it killed me.

“Liam I have to get her!” I said

“THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT.” Liam growled coming closer to me.

He was in full werewolf form backing me to the wall. I flinched as he punched the wall directly beside my head. He kept punching it again and again but never directly hit me. Suddenly Liam fell limp on the ground. Another guy stood behind him glaring directly at me.

“I’d run.” He said.

The other guy grabbed Liam dragging him off. I had to find her. I jumped up quickly trying my best to walk down the steep hill but I fell and went rolling too. I hurt my ribs on the way making it hard to breath. I hit the bottom feeling pretty rough. I was a little ways away but I could see everything. Monroe had the gun pointed right between her eyes.

“you know I always thought of myself as a bit of a psychic, I had a feeling you were going to die, and well it looks like my prediction came true.” Monroe said moving her finger to the trigger.

I tried to protest but I got the wind knocked out of me on the way down.

“HEY ASSHOLE UP HERE!”

the other hunter turned to where the guy from earlier was and started shooting at him. Y/N grabbed the barrel of the gun Monroe was holding before hitting Monroe in the face with her head. Monroe fell backwards clutching her nose.

“I thought you were a psychic, bitch.” Y/N said kicking the gun away from her.

“watch out.” I croaked but it was barely audible.

the other hunter was reloading his gun about to shoot her. Y/N removed her belt which I now know was a sword all along. She clicked it in place before swinging it. I watched in horror as the man’s head was severed by her blade. The man’s body fell limp and his head right next to the body. She jumped back in awe of what she did.

“oh my gosh.” She said dropping the sword.

The other guy came over pulling her away. Monroe got up examining the body of the hunter. She soon noticed me laying in the dirt. She came over helping me up.

“this is who she really is Nolan.” Monroe said pointing at the dead hunter.

I couldn't get the image of the hunter out of my mind. I couldn’t get the image of her doing it out of my mind either. I laid awake all night thinking of it. What bothered me most is her killing him did nothing to me. I still wanted her, I still wanted to help her, protect her, love her.

I walked in to school exhausted from everything that happened yesterday. I managed to make it through my first three classes but there was no sign of Gabe anywhere. I got up when the bell rang dragging myself to the next class. Gabe suddenly appeared blocking my way. He had a cut on his face with blood still seeping out of it.

“we have a problem.” He said grabbing my arm.

He led me to the locker room showing me the cracked mirror.

“what happened?” I asked.

“Liam and Theo, they were here asking about what happened at the McCall house.” Gabe said looking at me.

I gave him a confused look.

“what do you mean what happened at the McCall house?” I asked.

Gabe looked down guilty.

“Gabe what did you do?” I asked.

“I did it for you.” He said.

“Gabe what are you talking about?” I asked again.

“I shot up the house, but I told Monroe it was you. All of them were inside except for Theo and Liam.” He said.

I immediately thought about Y/N.

 "why did you do that?“ I growled.

"you should be grateful, you’d be dead if it weren’t for me.” Gabe said getting in my face.

I took a deep breath taking off. I could feel the tears cloud my vision. She didn’t escape Monroe just to get killed by Gabe. I quickly got in my car driving to Beacon Hills Memorial. I ran up to the front desk asking if there was anyone with the last name Yukimura there. The nurse said no sending me away. More tears fell down my cheeks as I got back in my car. I refused to believe she was gone. I drove to her house seconds away from a panic attack. I ran to her door throwing it open.

“Y/N?” I called up the steps.

no answer. I quickly ran up the steps in her room but she wasn’t there either. I fell to my knees letting the tears roll down my cheeks. Suddenly the door slammed making me whip around. Scott stood there with his arms crossed in front of him.

“I knew you’d end up here eventually.” Scott said looking at me.

“where is she?” I asked.

“I can show you, but I’m going to need you to do something for us.” Scott said negotiating.

If I said yes there was no going back to Monroe.

“okay.” I said without hesitation.

“follow me.” Scott said walking out her door.

I followed behind him keeping my eyes on the ground. He led me to a blue jeep signaling for me to get in. I nodded my head getting in the passenger seat. To say this was an awkward situation was an understatement.

“what do I have to do?” I asked.

“you’ll know what to do when the time is right.” Scott said glancing at me.

what the hell did that mean?

“how did you know I would show up?” I asked.

“because I’ve been in love before, and I know what it looks like. You’ve never hurt anyone Nolan because deep down you’ve always known she was different but you loved her anyways. Now you just know what makes her and the rest of us different..” Scott said not taking his eyes off the road.

I took a minute to take in what he was saying. It was true, I always knew she was a little different but that’s what made me fall in love with her in the first place.

“She killed someone and I didn’t even care.” I said glancing at Scott.

“yeah Theo told me. He also told me how she proceeded to panic and then threw up afterwards. She would never mean to hurt anyone Nolan, I know her and so do you.” He said pulling in the parking lot.

I looked up to see the sign for Beacon Hills Animal Clinic. I gave him a confused look.

“we couldn’t take her to a hospital.” He said getting out of the car.

I followed after him. He opened the door before stepping to the side. She was laying on metal table, Liam was there holding her hand. His head snapped up as soon as I entered the room.

“what’s he doing here?” Liam growled.

“easy Liam, he’s here because he cares.” Scott said standing in front of me.

“whatever. I keep taking her pain but it isn’t doing anything.” Liam said.

Scott walked over leaning over her. She wasn’t moving.

“Is she dead?” I choked out.

I could feel a single tear run down my cheek.

“no but she’s going to be if we can’t get her to heal.” Liam said looking to Scott.

I walked closer to her. She had three bullet holes in her chest. I felt angry. I wanted to make Gabe pay for this.

“how do we get her to heal?” I asked looking at both boys.

“I don’t know, she needs to command the fox inside of her to heal itself but she can’t exactly do that right now.” Scott said.

“taking away her pain isn’t working either.” Liam said grabbing her hand again.

“can I try something?” I asked looking at Scott and then Liam.

Scott nodded his head moving out of the way. I walked to the side of her looking down at her perfect facial features. I took a deep breath before pressing my lips to hers. I kissed her with everything I had in me. I didn’t know if it would actually work but I needed to try.

“look.” Liam said.

I pulled away looking down at her. The three holes in her chest were healed over, like they were never there. She gasped shooting up off the table.

“Nolan?”

I like cliffhangers so you can have one more. Beaten coming soon xoxoxo

prompts // suggestions

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i do most any ship. please include ship or parring when you ask.

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lots of credit to this wonderful person for helping me and giving me ideas and prompts for this list.

  1. “What the fuck, man? Get off of me!”
  2. “I swear to god, I’ll rip your skin off if you touch him/her/them again.”
  3. “Where do you think you’re going?” “Who are you, my mom?”
  4. “Don’t walk away from this!” “From what?” “THIS”
  5. I never stood a chance, did I.” “You did. Once.”
  6. “You’re one insult away from starting a war.”
  7. “Want to see what kind of trouble we can get into?”
  8. “Oh god, we’re gonna die aren’t we?”
  9. “You think I’m cute when I’m angry? Well, bitch, I’m about to be motherfUCKING GORGEOUS!”
  10. “Make me feel something. Anything.”
  11. “No, listen to me.”
  12. “I don’t know if I can keep going like this.”
  13. “Do you ever stop talking?”
  14. “Everyone has a breaking point.”
  15. “I’m not a fucking brick. I have emotions.”
  16. “Stay here, I’m gonna go get help.”
  17. “Holy shit, that’s a lot of blood.”
  18. “It happened again. It keeps happening again.”
  19. “So what you bitter piece of fuck? I’m nasty, lewd, I swear every third fucking word, and I’m a better person than you. Oh, that burns doesn’t it? That a piece of shit like me is more moral and good and pure than you can ever be?”
  20. “I’m giving you/him/her/them everything I have and It’s not enough. That’s fucking bullshit.”
  21. “Your stretchmarks are fucking awesome. They look like lightning bolts on your ass.”
  22. “Sorry.” “Stop apologizing so much.” “Sorry- fuck!”
  23. “I’ve got you. You’re okay. It’s okay. I’ve got you.”
  24. “Shut up!” “Make me!”
  25. “It was over when you said goodbye.”
  26. “Wanna make out?”
  27. “God, I hate everything about this place.”
  28. “Isn’t it so painfully obvious that I’m in love with you?”
  29. “Words just aren’t working right now.”
  30. “Don’t die.”
  31. “No. I’m not letting you tattoo me.” “But you lost!“ 
  32. "Did you steal that?” “Maybe” “Jesus Christ”
  33. “So wait, you did what to me?”
  34. “Too bad you didn’t listen to me when I warned you”
  35. “You don’t know me” “But I want to know you and you won’t let me!" 
  36. "You should’ve loved me when you had the chance”
  37. “Fucking read my lips, I don’t love you so stop talking to me.”
  38. “You’re the whole package, except without THE package.”
  39. “Maybe people would like you more if you didn’t fuck everything up”
  40. “Stop wearing your heart on your sleeve, you look like a desperate slut.”
  41. “I love you” - “Yes, I love me too.”
  42. “You hate rumors, but you’re spreading them? That doesn’t make any sense to me.”
  43. “Do you ever stop feeling sorry for yourself?”
  44. “Okay, stop, you’re beautiful, telling yourself you aren’t is ugly.”
  45. “why are you wearing a dress?” “Because fuck you that's why.”
  46. “STOP SCREAMING!”
  47. “Are you okay?” “Not really, but I'm fine.”
  48. “All that blood looks good on you. It really brings out your eyes.”
  49. “Literally everything about this is illegal.”
  50. “I love when someone insults me. It gives me permission to be a dick.”
  51. “Right now I don’t know if I should kiss you or push you off a bridge.” “Can I pick?”
  52. “You’re a psychopath.” “I prefer creative.”
  53. “I’d tell you to be yourself, but that almost got us killed last time.”
  54. “Good morning, I see the assassins have failed.”
  55. “On a scale of one to ten, how bad do you think it would be if-” “at least a twenty.”
  56. “Tell me I’m going to die. Tell me the sun is going to explode. Tell me the world is ending and there’s nothing I can do about it. Because if I hear it’s going to be okay one more time I will scream.”
  57. “You made your choice, I made mine. Just because you cant live with yours does not mean you should shame me for living with mine.”
  58. “I heard that!” “You were supposed to!”
  59. “Oh my God, you’d struggle to pour water out of a boot with the instructions on the heel.”
  60. “Don’t you have to be a dick somewhere else?” “Not until four.”
  61. “This isn’t a guilt trip; I just want to know if I’m a bother or not.”
  62. “I’m not a thief, I’m just really good at acquiring things that aren’t mine.”
  63. “I didn’t do it.” “Then why are you laughing?” “Because whoever did do it is a fucking genius.”
  64. “I have a plan.” “Is it a good one?” “I have a plan.”
  65. “I’m way too sober for this.”
  66. “Why are your hands purple?” “That’s a very good question.”
  67. “It’s okay, you don’t have to love me.”
  68. “No one can see you cry in the rain.”
  69. “You’re not scared?” “I’ve had worse nightmares about failing AP Chem.”
  70. “You gotta stop doing that.” “What?” “Saying things that make me want to kiss you.”
  71. “What’s our exit strategy?” “Our what?” “Oh God, we’re all gonna die.”
  72. “Children shouldn’t play with guns.” “Who said I was playing?”
  73. “I’ve come to kill you.” “Well, then we’ve got a problem. I didn’t come to die.”
  74. “We can’t be together. Get over me.” “How can I get over someone who’s my whole world.”
  75. “I had a really weird sex dream about you and I don’t know how to feel about it.”
  76. “Do you think they’ll notice we left?”
  77. “On a scale from 1-10, how hard do you want me to hit you?”
  78. “You see the problem is, if I kissed you, I don’t know if I’d be able to stop.”
  79. “I wish I was sorry, but I don’t regret any of it.”
  80. “Hold up- just stop- just- what are you actually doing? It’s 2 AM.”
  81. “Why don’t you care that everyone hates you?” “None of them hate me more than I do.”
  82. “You/He/She/They took everything from me, and now I’ve got nothing to lose. So, yeah, I’d be fucking scared.”
  83. “When was the last time you got a full night of sleep.”
  84. “How did you talk me into this?”
  85. “Trust me, I wish I could stop thinking.”
  86. “I’d kick his ass, but I’d only have mine handed to me.”
  87. “Fuck me gently with a chainsaw, do I look like Mother Teresa”
  88. “Don’t touch me.”
  89. “Are you wearing makeup?”
  90. “You’re a freak.”
  91. “What the hell is that?”
  92. “I’m good, how are you?” “That’s probably the biggest lie I’ve ever heard.”
  93. “What are you afraid of?” “Literally all of this!”
  94. “Wait, why are you crying?”
  95. “I’m gonna cut your dick off and show it to you.”
  96. “I can’t sneak out! Have you met my parents/mother/father?”
  97. “Why are we doing this at 3AM?”
  98. “You frequently appear in my nightmares.”
  99. “I never really understood you.”
  100. “This has got to be the most bullshit thing I have ever done.”
8

I wanted to tell you, but I was afraid it would open old wounds.

Get Pranked

Pairing: Clint x F!Reader

Request:

a clint x reader where everyone is having a prank war?


Clint has created a chatroom.

Clint has added Y/N.

Clint: babe

Clint: babe!

Clint: BABE

You: Did someone text me? Not sure.

Clint: BAAAAABE.

You: Oh it’s my love. Hey.

Clint: loki managed to prank me

Clint: that means I’m losing the war I started. If I get pranked again, I’m defeated.

Clint: that makes me sad.

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Do you ever think about milennial-esque humor in Mass Effect. like.

Shepard gets the Mako up onto a ridiculous cliff and says “what a perfect place to fling myself from”

The human squad members nod thoughtfully while the aliens on the squad are alarmed and concerned

“This is Krogan liquor, it’ll kill you” “okay but, consider: what if I shove it up my ass”

Human crew members pitching up their translaters by a few octaves and laughing hysterically every time someone speaks to them because oh my god, Wrex on helium

“Wait so you’re telling me, that if I jumped off this building right now, I wouldn’t even die?” “Yes” “well what’s the fucking point then”

Still Dean (DeanxReader)

Spoilers for 12x11 “Regarding Dean”

Originally posted by weallneedcastiel

“Dean Winchester. My name is Dean Winchester. Sam Winchester is my brother. (f/n)(l/n) is my girlfriend. Cas is-”

You had been listening to Dean running through that mantra for 5 minutes. It was just you two in the motel. Sam and Rowena had gone to get the book that was supposed to fix Dean and you had volunteered to be the one to stay with him. There was nothing you could do but wait. So you sat on the bed in silence, listening to Dean trying to hold on to his identity that continued to slip through his fingers with each passing minute.

“I don’t….I don’t know…I don’t…” There was a defeated sigh followed by a loud thump that most likely was Dean hitting the counter.

You immediately got up and slowly opened the bathroom door.

“Dean?”

He turned to you with fear filled eyes before looking back at the mirror.

“I can’t remember…I-I-I don’t know” he brought his hands up to his head in frustration. “Why don’t I know anything!?” His eyes started watering and he turned back to the mirror. “Remember!” he yelled at himself. “Just remember!”

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The UpsideDownWhat? - Part 2 - (Steve Harrington xx)

SHOULD THIS BE A SERIES? - This all depends from you guys who are reading this, let me know in the comments or send me a message.

Parts - One - Two - Three - Four - Five - Six - Seven

Short Description – Steve takes the reader to Dustin’s house to prove that the upside down is a real thing and that he was, in fact, not cheating on you with Nancy.

Pairing - Steve + reader

Warnings - Swearing + Sexual remarks and scenes (Smut - not in this chapter.) + Violence

(A/n) - This is my first attempt of writing an imagine series. If you could maybe comment at the end of this or just send me a message to tell me if it is good and if you want to find out the readers reaction when seeing the demodog for the first time.

Words - 1675 (Kinda short sorry guys)

I DO REQUESTS!!!!! - Fandoms mainly include: Stranger things + Supernatural + Dexter + Vampire Diaries + The Originals + Teen Wolf + Tru Blood etc. (I do A lot more, just didn’t want to type everyone.)



You were the last one to exit the class after the final bell rang for the day. You’ve been trying to ignore Steve the whole day and you just wanted some time to yourself to try and comprehend what was going on. You just couldn’t stop think about the Upside down, or whatever it was called. You grabbed your bag and slowly walked to your locker, once there you had to put the pin code to your lock in a few times, you kept getting it wrong because you were distracted. “Son of a bitch.” You yelled when someone grabbed your arm. “Where have you been all day?” Steve asked, clearly amused because he startled you.

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max: *spills hot storebucks coffee on his hoodie* OUWWWWW FFFFOR FUCK’S SAKE!


a random customer: hey, do you kiss your mom with that mouth? watch your lang-


gwen: shut the fuck up, he burnt himself and he’s in pain right now. plus this is his mouth so he can say whatever the fuck he wants. now, be useful and PASS ME A MOTHERFUCKING TISSUE!


customer: oh my god…


max: oh my fucking god…


gwen: you okay max?


max: …yeah. i mean thank you.

Things I Need/Want RIGHT NOW!

-Randomly poke my ribs and then look around and ask what’s wrong when I jump

-Pin me under you on the couch and pretend to be asleep while you tickle me and then get mad when I “wake you up” and tell me I’m going to pay for it

-Tickle hugs

-Pick me up and tickle me so all I can do is kick but my feet can’t touch the ground so I’m forced to just take it

-NECK RASPBERRIES

-Wrestle with me (no seriously this is a personal fave) and then when eventually you pin me make fun of how much I’m already giggling by saying “what? I haven’t even started yet!”

-Growling sounds when you nuzzle into my neck or nibble on my ribs/hips/literally anywhere

-Pin me with your body

-“I’ll stop when you stop laughing!”

-Point our how much I’m actually liking this

-Tell me how much fun you’re having

-TEASING TEASING TEASING

-ANTICIPATION!!!!!

-Take note of the different ways I’m laughing/giggling and tell me which ones you like the best

-If you have facial hair, rub it up and down my neck until I’m screaming and then tell me how much you love driving me nuts

-“What is so funny?!”

-“Could you be any cuter than you are right now?”

-Ear nibbles/tickles

-Literally raspberries everywhere

-“No way you’re _____ is ticklish?! (Even though we both already knew that)”

-“Hey do you want to see something super funny?” *tickles* “See isn’t that awesome?”

-Cuddles that turn into kisses that turn into tickles

-“I love seeing you so happy, we should do this ALL the time!”

-Completely wreck my shit then give me a blanket and hold me and tell me how well I did, just kill me with sweetness

-Light slow tickles that get faster and faster until I’m loosing it

-*tickles really sensitive spot relentlessly* “Okay so I’ve been meaning to ask your opinion about something and I’d appreciate it if you could be serious right now”

-Make me say shit

-Make me tell you I like it

-Whisper teases into my ears and tell me how much you’re going to love ruining me

-“I’m only doing this because I know you love it so much!”


In conclusion….playfulness is the best and I need this ASAP

Cataclysm | 01

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01 | 02 | ?

Baekhyun series | Soulmate AU | End of the World AU | Angst

Warnings: mentions of death

Summary: It’s a race against time when there’s a month left until the end of the world and you have yet to find your soulmate.


A/N: Buckle up for some sad stuff guys. And some maybe fun stuff. But mostly sad. Oops.


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Self Conclusion (Chapter Three)

Self Conclusion (Chapter One)

Self Conclusion (Chapter Two)



“Jughead, please!” Betty pleaded, racing down the stairs after him.

He was struggling to pull on his flannel over the shirt he had borrowed from Betty. “Fuck you! To think, I was going to open up to you! I should’ve known,” Jughead spat as he reached the bottom of the staircase. He tucked his pants and t-shirt under his arm.

“Jughead, I know how it sounded. I swear, I wasn’t talking about you,” Betty’s chin quivered.

“I was stupid enough to believe you once,” Jughead said quietly. He slipped on his shoes quickly.“See ya,” He said, opening the front door.

“Jughead,” Betty begged. Tears threatened to spill over. “We were talking about Archie, I swear. I promise!” Her voice cracked. “Please don’t go.”

Jughead stopped in his tracks, letting the door close towards him as he hesitated in the doorway.

“I wouldn’t talk about you that way,” Betty said quietly. “This isn’t a joke to me.”

Jughead turned slowly towards her. “Why would you say Archie’s pathetic?”

Betty chewed her lip. “He tried to ask out all three Pussycat’s one after another after Veronica turned him down. He tried to make it out like she was the one who was doing - well,” Betty sighed. “Anyway, that’s the gist of it. I’m sorry you overheard that. Please come upstairs, we can talk some more.”

Jughead wordlessly closed the door and slipped off his shoes, following Betty up the stairs.


Betty sat on her bed as Jughead lingered in the doorway.

“Do you… want to keep asking questions? Since we didn’t finish?”

Jughead laughed coldly. “Alright, sure, blondie. Tell me, why do you want to fix me so badly?” Clearly, his walls were back up.

“I don’t want to fix you, Jughead, you’re not broken. I just don’t want you to kill yourself.”

“Well, you’ve got forty-five and a half hours to change my mind. Tick-tock.” He stepped out of the doorway and crossed his legs, plopping himself on the floor.

“My question?”

Jughead raised an eyebrow.

“Why did you stop talking to me?”

“What are you talking about?” Jughead asked, his eyebrows knitting together in confusion.

“In seventh grade. You just stopped talking to me and Kevin and Midge and you barely talked to Archie. Your Dad lost the house and you moved to the trailer park and Archie had to force you to talk to him. And when we tried to talk to you, you just - you refused.”

“I didn’t refuse, I-”

“You pushed us all away, Jughead!”

“I was twelve years old and my family was falling apart and we lost our house and moved into a trailer park. Plus, I was trying to help take care of Jellybean - it was all I could do to get up and go to school and do my homework, I - I couldn’t deal with trying to explain everything to my friends.” Jughead said angrily.

Betty nodded slowly.  "Okay,“ She murmured.

“So why does the perfect girl next door want to kill herself?”

Betty blanched at his question.

“Well? You said no question off limits, right?”

“I’m not perfect. Don’t call me perfect.” Betty curled her fingers towards her palms, making tight fists.

“That’s not an answer,” Jughead murmured, staring up at the ceiling.

“My sister’s pregnant, in high school, and the father of that baby has been murdered. My dad hardly ever comes home at night anymore. I confessed my feelings to someone who didn’t feel the same way, and while that is all well and good, he is now trying to date my other best friend. I feel like I’m trying to hold my family together. Half the people I know think of me as perfect so I can’t do anything wrong.”

 Betty took a deep breath. “And the other half bully me - Cheryl Blossom told me I was too fat to join cheer-leading last year, Reggie Mantle asked if I was going to join the ranks of my sister and get pregnant in high school, random people I don’t even know call our family crazy. There is so much shit going on in my head I can’t take it. I don’t even know when the last time is that I had a good day. So, no reason to stay is a good reason to go, right?”

“Won’t you miss milkshakes and french fries and sunrises?” Jughead asked sarcastically, using Betty’s reasoning against her.

“Yeah,” Betty said, her voice thick with emotion. She took another deep breath, trying to suppress the feeling that she was about to cry. “You know, for me, it’s more like this overwhelming feeling like I’m at a party where I don’t know anybody, and I’m exhausted and bored and all I want to do is go home.” A tear slipped down Betty’s face.

She flicked it away. “Anyway. My turn - what’s one thing you’ve never told anyone?”

“I’m homeless,” Jughead murmured.

“What?” Betty asked incredulously.

“Well, I was homeless. My mom left with Jellybean a year or so ago and my dad started drinking more heavily and lost his job with Fred, and eventually I got tired of his shit. So I slept at the Drive-In. But, as you know,”  Jughead rolled his eyes. “The Drive-In got shut down. So I slept at school for a bit. A few weeks ago I moved back in with my dad, I didn’t have any other choice. I’ve been there since he got arrested, but who knows how long I have til they realize I’m alone…”

“I-I’m really sorry Jughead.”

He shrugged.

“Your turn,” Betty prompted quietly.

“Same question,” Jughead murmured, finally tearing his eyes away from the ceiling to look at her.

Betty didn’t say a word, just uncurled her fists and showed Jughead what she had done.

Jughead slowly reached towards her upturned palms. He dropped his hands without touching her.

“I can relate.”

“Yeah?” Betty said quietly.

Jughead rolled his long flannel sleeve up towards his elbow. An angry looking red mark was on his forearm. Another one, less fresh but just as painful-looking marked his wrist. “When my dad gets drunk, he gets angry. He takes it out on me a lot.”

Betty touched them gently. “Jughead,” Betty breathed.

Jughead pulled his arm away.

“I’m sorry,” She murmured.

Jughead shook his head. “’S okay. There’s lots more where they came from,” He chuckled humorlessly. He stood up and pulled the t-shirt up so she could see the burns on his stomach and chest. Some were half-moon shapes, some were full circles, some big and some small.

“What are they from?”

“Cigarettes and cigars. The half circles are from when he threw them and they didn’t quite make their mark.” He let the shirt fall back in place.

“Okay,” Betty said, standing up. “Why don’t we stop the questions for a while? I could make a late dinner? Or order a pizza.”

“Pizza sounds good.”

“What do you like on your pizza?”

“Anything except pineapple.”

“I thought you ate anything?” Betty cocked an eyebrow.

“I’d eat it, sure, but that doesn’t mean I like it.” Jughead smirked.

“So what would you like on the pizza?”

“Pepperoni, green olives, onions and mushrooms is my favorite, but most people don’t like ol-”

“No mushrooms and I’m sold.” Betty smiled.

“Deal,” Jughead murmured.


Jughead took the last bite of his crust and rubbed his stomach. “That was amazing. What now?”

“I have an idea,” Betty smiled. “We both pick one of our favorite movies that we don’t think the other has ever seen. What do you think?”

Jughead nodded. “Okay. Let me think.” He crossed his legs. “Have you ever seen Murder by Death?”

Betty smirked. “No, I’ve never even heard of it.”

“That’s my pick.”

“Have you ever seen An Affair to Remember?”

Jughead smiled. “I have, I love that movie.”

“You do not,” Betty laughed.

“I do! I have a soft spot for old romantic movies.”

“Okay, what about The Notebook?”

“Oh, no, no, I said old romantic movies. Not this new wave of  Nicholas Sparks rom-com bullshit.”

“So, you’ve never seen it?”

“No.”

“Then that’s my pick.”

Jughead groaned.


The two of them were on Betty’s bed, the only light in the room the glow from the TV. The end credits rolling for Murder by Death.

“What did you think?” Jughead asked, straightening his legs, stretching.

“It was really, really good actually. I love Alec Guinness. I didn’t really understand the end, though.” Betty admitted.

Jughead explained it, his whole face beaming.

“I’ll have to watch it again,” Betty laughed.

“We could watch it instead of The Notebook,” Jughead laughed, cocking his eyebrow.

“No way,” Betty smiled, scooting off the bed to put her well-used DVD into the machine.

By the time Allie and Noah were lying together in the street, Jughead was hooked. There was a smile playing on his lips.

Betty leaned back against her pillow, next to Jughead. Her eyelids felt heavy.

Jughead felt the warmth of her body against him, but couldn’t tear his eyes away from the screen - as much as he was going to hate to admit it, he was really into the movie - plus, her bed was small, not much space for her to move without touching him.

As the end credits rolled, Jughead had to bite his lip to keep the tears from slipping out.

“Wow, okay, I was wrong. That was good.” Jughead stared at the screen in front of him. “What, no ‘I told you so’?” Jughead looked down at the tiny body next to him.

Betty was fast asleep, her head resting against his shoulder, even breaths making her shoulders rise and fall. She had a fistful of his shirt.

“Oh,” Jughead breathed. He  couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she looked.

He carefully, slowly, reached for the remote for the TV and turned it off, leaving them in complete darkness. He rested his head gently  against hers, not wanting to wake her.

His heart was hammering in his chest, making it impossible for him to fall asleep. After a moment, he felt her stir, her hand reaching out against his abdomen to pull him closer to her. Her fingers lingered on his side as her breathing returned to the rhythmic pace it had been a moment ago.

Jughead felt all the feelings he had tried to pacify for years racing back up to the surface.

Title: Why Didn’t You Tell Me?

By: GreasyGyeom

Summary: When a tiny secret convinced Yugyeom that you were going to break up with him. Yugyeom x Reader. An attempt at writing cute fluff (I was mildly successful….I think. Let me know!!)

“Aah noona I told you not to have that icy mocha latte. Of course this was going to happen!”, he heard Jaebum scold someone in almost a whisper, standing in the absolute corner of the room as if hiding something.

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Oh. My. God.

I’m asexual, and every once in a while, I’ll scroll through the “ace discourse” tag. It’s been a couple months but holy sHIT, there’s people telling aces to kill themselves. And ace kids??? Who are underage??? Which I am??? I can say right now, if this had been a few years ago when I really struggled with depression and suicidal thoughts, the hate might have just pushed me over the edge.

I want to make this clear. I don’t give a whole lot of shits about whether you’re an inclusionist or an exclusionist. I’m of the opinion that policing someone else’s identity isn’t okay no matter who you are, and there are real shitty people on both sides.

But this telling aces, particularly kids, to kill themselves thing is bullshit. Just because they disagree does not mean they deserve to die. If you tell someone to die, their blood is on your hands. You have indirectly committed murder. And by the way, this goes for inclusionists telling exclusionists to kill themswlves too. That shit has not, is not, and never will be okay.

Ace people struggling with this, please do not come into the tag unless you feel ready. It is incredibly toxic and can be seriously damaging to your mental health. Take care of yourself, and know your limits. Your worth is set in atone forever as so much more than whatever some Tumblr troll spews in hate. Do whatever you can to take care of yourself, and please remember that my inbox will forever be open for some love. Or send the trash heaps here for words, because I swear to you, I will do EVERYTHING in my power to keep you safe.

I expect every damn individual on this tag to reblog this.