old chum!!

bruce uses his Dad Nicknames when he’s exhausted. Some examples to explain what I mean:

“Damian, baby, kiddo, please drop that sword.”

“Cassandra, my only daughter, my sweetheart, if you could just stop for one short moment.”

“Dick, my first born, my rock, get off the chandelier.”

“Jay, lad, you’re driving your old man insane, chum.”

“Brilliant, brilliant Tim, please go to sleep.”

“Stephanie, honey, you don’t even fucking live here.”

Introducing, HARDCORE PETE.

Easy Pete, the lifeblood and personality of the great town of Goodsprings. A man with history, a loving smile, and a hat that could make even the hardest man bow. But what if Easy Pete wasn’t so Easy? What if our old chum, our old friend, was truly as godly as he seems?

Level 100, Tesla power armor, laser rifle. Hardcore Pete is the loving protector of Goodsprings, a soldier, a Spartan. 

A god. 

He can easily disintegrate his foes with his trusty weapon and killer smile. 

The Savior of the ‘Springs. 

The Chevalier of Cool. 

The King.



In which H longs to be selfish


angst, fluff

When Anne gave Harry a ring on a Sunday morning in March, asking whether he was awfully busy one weekend the following month, him being the humble mumma’s boy he was, said he could likely rearrange some things for her and the gathering she had planned back in Holmes Chapel.

Although, he was in two minds since he was raised to act both warmly and professionally in character by none other than Anne herself and didn’t want to screw anyone over by moving, for instance, that informal dinner-come-meeting with a new company he and Jeff were looking in to.

However when Anne elaborated further as to what the event would entail – a relatively intimate reunion of sorts at his childhood home, with old school chums of his and Gem’s, with the parents that Anne got on well with alongside family friends both old and new – Harry couldn’t help but wonder about one person in particular who’s attendance was likely up in the air.

She probably won’t be there, he thought to himself. But it didn’t take long for him to pick up the phone and cancel the damn dinner.

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Jason Todd/Red Hood X ArkhamKnight!Reader- Set Your Demons Free

OHMYGOSH I’m super excited to post this!! I’m definitely making this into a series, maybe a small one.  I want to thank whoever requested this because I want to hug you.

Warning: Mentions of torture, swearing, fighting, guns, etc.

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All My Friends Are Heathens, Pt.6

Summary: In an alternate universe where monsters roam freely among humans, eight of these creatures group together under one roof. Their newest member, a dark vampire, comes to meet their reoccurring house guest who may be more than what she seems.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Word Count: 4199
Genre: AU
Warnings: Mild language, sexual tension.
A/N: HEY IT’S BEEN MONTHS I KNOW BUT HERE WE ARE!! So remember how I lost the original 2000+ words I had written for Pt.5 before the file got corrupted? Well in this rewrite, I somehow doubled it so get comfy! Also, as a show of gratitude for your patience with me, I’ve been working really hard and I’ll be posting Pt.6 tomorrow and Pt.7 the day after! Three parts in three days, look at you! Just a heads up, Pt.8 will be the final update and then that’s it for this monster of a fic! I love you all so much and thank you for sticking around with me. ❤

P.S. I am such a little shit for extending the slow burn and I’m not even sorry about it…okay I’m really sorry, please don’t lynch me ILYOKAYBYE!

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Originally posted by hoaxvault

[ previously ]

“I’ll see you tomorrow, James,” you said, blushing at the way he smiled back. You paused to admire the way his lips still looked full and plump as he grinned and the way his long lashes fluttered against his cheeks.

Bucky passed his tongue over his fangs as he watched you walk away. Just one more day and he would have you again.

“I made a promise, didn’t I?”

[ The day of the full moon ]

You woke up in good spirits and the first thing you wanted to do was find Bucky. After showering and dressing yourself in a flattering, and somewhat revealing summer dress, you made your way towards Steve’s room to see the vampire. Since they switched rooms yesterday you wouldn’t actually be seeing the blonde man just yet but you reminded yourself to go check up on him later on. Today his migraines would be in full swing.

When you reached ‘Bucky’s’ door, you stopped to take a deep breath before knocking. As eager as you were, you were still a bit nervous. Several seconds passed and there was still no answer so you decided to open the door and walk slowly into the cold room. All monster’s burned a little hotter than humans so every bedroom was a few degrees lower than the rest of the household. Being that you always felt a little warmer yourself, you really didn’t mind the sudden temperature drop. You actually found that it soothed you just as much as it did the others. Maybe that was why you felt so exhilarated by Bucky’s touch.

That or his charm and pure sexual magnetism that pulled at you and left you wanting and aching for more. Who knew.

Your search went on for a few more minutes until you came to the disheartening conclusion that Bucky was definitely not in here. It wasn’t just that the bed was made and looked like it hadn’t been slept in at all, but the light as well. The early morning sun was shining so brightly that even you thought it was headache inducing. There was no way Bucky would stick around and be exposed to this so he must have gone.

You didn’t bother to hide your disappointment, jutting out your bottom lip and pouting as you shut the door and left. As you were walking back to your room, you bumped into something hard that caused you to lose your balance. You shrieked as you awkwardly tumbled down, hearing only a disgruntled “oof” and landing a few inches off of the floor.

“Y/N…” The strained voice of Clint Barton cut through the air. “Sweetie…for the love of God…move your knee,” he groaned before materializing beneath you with a pained expression on his face. You looked down the length of your bodies to see that your knee was pressing hard against his groin.

“Oh my God!” you exclaimed and pushed yourself off of him, moving to his side. “Holy shit, Clint I’m so sorry! Are you okay?”

He rolled to his side, cupping himself and stuttering, “Mhm, uh-huh, ‘m fine. Just…just gimme a minute here, kiddo.” His voice was a little higher than usual.

Trying your best not to laugh, you rubbed his arm to comfort him. “To be fair here, you bumped into me. I can’t really avoid something I can’t see.” Still, you felt just a little bit guilty.

He continued to mumble and groan, waiting for the pain to pass and trying not to let tears fall. Then you noticed that the bags under his eyes were a little more pronounced than usual.

“Sweetie, when was the last time you slept?” you asked, knowing that your friend turned into a bit of a night owl during this time. He muttered an answer that you were less than happy with and sighed. “How many times do I have to tell you,” you started to nag him. “You can’t survive on just coffee and pizza. Even creatures need to sleep.”

“Y/N, we-”

“Don’t give me any of that “monster/human metabolisms are different” crap,” you cut him off. “I know all about it and there’s still a limit, Barton.”

The invisible man with the not-so-invisible pain finally laughed and moved to sit up, letting you help him. “Can’t get anything past you, huh Y/N?”

“You’re damn right,” you reaffirmed and helped him get to his feet. “Alright then, let’s get you to your room so you can sleep for the rest of the day. You’re going out tonight, yeah?” you asked and he replied with a nod, huffing out a harsh breath as he came to his feet.

He was still sore but his voice sounded a little more normal again. “There’s no point in arguing with you, is there?” he asked, knowing the answer even before you shook your head. “And you’re gonna lock me in there, aren’t you?” He smiled when you nodded this time.

“You’re a flight risk, Barton. If I don’t latch the cage, my little birdie will fly away,” you joked with him, wrapping his arm around your shoulders.

As you helped him hobble towards his bedroom, you felt a rush of cold air pass by, strong enough to lift your dress up. Startled by the sudden exposure, you turned abruptly to look for the source, forgetting that you were supporting most of Clint’s weight. But you remembered as soon as you heard him fall to the ground and curse in surprise.

“Shit! Sorry Clint!”

As the afternoon approached, you still hadn’t been able to find Bucky. You settled for the fact that it was still early in the day and he would show up eventually. For almost an hour you stayed with Clint to make sure that he actually fell asleep and then locked his door when you left. The elusive man couldn’t pass through walls so he was trapped in there until you set him free. Which is why it was a little unsettling that wherever you went, you felt as though you weren’t alone. That something unseen was following you around. Catching a glimpse only through your peripheral vision but as soon as you turned to look, there was nothing there. Thinking it would be best to tell Steve about it, you made your way down the first floor corridors to reach Bucky’s basement bedroom where Steve was resting. That’s when you heard two very distinct voices. It was Sam and Tony and they were arguing. Again. About something stupid…again. Being in no mood to deal with them, especially today, you tried to sneak past them.

“Hey Y/N!” Sam’s voice called out to you. “Come and settle this for us.”

You slumped your shoulders down in defeat and turned back to face them. You gave them both a hard look and raised your hands in surrender, hoping they would see how sincere you were with your inability to deal with their crap.

“Fellas, not today. I really don’t want to deal with your whining and complaining,” you said sternly before pointing at Tony. “I don’t want to hear about how you’re going to pluck out Sam’s feathers one by one or how you’re going to clip his wings because he’s annoying you and never shuts up. Just suck it up like the rest of us do!” Then you turned to Sam. “And I definitely don’t want to hear about how we should neuter Tony because the last thing you want is a pack of little Stark’s running around. Yeah, I know, even the thought of that terrifies me too.” You took turns looking them both in the eyes. “Please boys, let it go. And enough with the animal jokes, damn.”

Both men looked at each other then you and then back to each other, taking a moment before nodding in unison and silently agreeing to let it go. For now, at least. You swore that in that moment, the heavens parted and you could hear angels singing.

“Fine. So then where were you heading off to, babygirl?” Sam asked with a grin. The two of them started walking closer to you.

“I was just gonna go check on Stevie. See if he needs anything.”

“Is that why you were sneaking towards Barnes’ room?” Tony asked, staring you down suspiciously.

You rolled your eyes and simply answered, “That’s because Steve spent the night in there.”

Sam crossed his arms over his chest. “What, are the two old-timers having some kind of “best friends forever” sleepover or something?” You could practically hear the scoff that was itching to push through his throat. As much as he wouldn’t admit it, Sam was a little jealous now that Steve’s old chum had moved in.

Tony chimed in again, “Upset you weren’t invited, Wilson?”

“You’re the one that would never get invited, Stark,” Sam retaliated immediately.

Tony snorted derisively, trying to hide his own jealousy. “Who says I would want to join your super-secret boy band? Cause I don’t. I’m a lone wolf!”

Again, you rolled your eyes. That truce lasted all of two minutes but to be fair, it was a new record. You interjected before things could get too out of hand. “No, guys. Bucky was nice enough to switch rooms with Steve until his headaches pass. He’s actually really sweet and he cares about Stevie so give him a chance, okay?” you defended the absent vampire.

You could see that Tony still wasn’t buying it. “Yeah, cause that’s what you’d expect from the spawn of Dracula,” he chided, raising his hands to imitate air quotations as he repeated, “Sweet and caring.”

Holding back your annoyance towards the wolfman, you turned to address the birdman instead. “Sam, could you actually go check on Steve for me? There’s something I need to talk to Tony about. Tell him I’ll come around later to see him.”

“Yeah, I can do that,” he said, ruffling your hair affectionately and smiling when you pouted. Sam stuck his thumb out towards Tony as he backed away. “But you might wanna put a shock collar on Stark tonight, Y/N. Just in case he gets a little too close to your undead boytoy.” He mimicked being electrocuted and laughed wholeheartedly before continuing to walk away.

“Go lay an egg, Wilson!” Tony bellowed after him.

“Bad dog! Don’t make me get the spray bottle!” Sam’s laugh echoed down the hall.

“Smartass,” Tony grumbled before turning his full attention on you. “Seriously Y/N. I warned that pale bastard before you got here to keep his creepy hands off of you.” He held your chin between his thumb and index finger, turning your head from side to side. “I’ll rip his head off if he puts his mark on you.” Content to see that your skin was clear, Tony dropped his hand and sighed in relief.

Your cheeks flushed as you thought back to Bucky’s teeth breaking through your skin. Drinking from you from the exact spot that Tony had just inspected and found nothing. Bucky’s words from yesterday started to echo in your ears. Our little secret indeed.

Waving off the thoughts, you remembered what you wanted to talk to Tony about. “First of all, Bucky is not creepy so stop that. Second, you have other things to worry about.”

“What’re you talking about, kid?” he asked, clearly confused.

“You know damn well what I’m talking about, Tony. You better not come home tomorrow morning dragging back another devoured animal carcass that I’m left to clean up. I swear, I’ll shave you bald this time,” you warned, poking him hard on the chest.

Tony choked back incredulously. “Oh come on, Y/N! You know I can’t promise anything here. I have no control over it!” He tried to defend himself.

Thinking back to the last time you were home during the full moon, he remembered he had done exactly that. Managing to get blood and entrails all around the mansion but more specifically, right in front of your bedroom door. You were sure that your screams and curses could be heard from three towns over after you stepped in what you could only assume was a half-eaten sheep’s stomach. It ended up taking you a couple of hours to clean everything, mostly because you were trying not to get sick and add to the mess. When you eventually found Tony, he was rolling around on the lawn in the back still trying to recover from his feast. Vision was already scolding him for making his clean kitchen tiles all filthy too. Once Tony was lucid enough to remember what he did, he started to use his trademark charm on you. Trying to convince you that it was his lycanthrope way of giving you a gift because he cares about you so much. Sweet concept but you were adamant that you wanted it returned and exchanged for a soul-cleansing shower and new pair of bunny slippers.

Tony nudged your shoulder affectionately with his after replaying the memory. “Hey, you forgave me for that remember. Besides, you said you’re enjoying this vegan lifestyle, right? You have me to thank for that!” He raised his eyebrows, clapped his hands together, and gave you a big smile.

You pursed your lips to keep from smiling back. “That’s not the point, mister.” You looked at him, pleading softly with your best impression of puppy-dog eyes that you knew he couldn’t resist. “Please Tony, just try. For me?”

He groaned and his head fall back. “You’re killing me here, kiddo. Alright alright, I’ll try.” He looked to you again. “But will you still love me if I accidentally bring back some leftovers?” he asked hopefully, raising one eyebrow and nipping at his bottom lip.

You looked into his big brown eyes and nodded. “Of course I’ll still love you, Tony.” You leaned forward and kissed his cheek softly before turning to leave. “But if you do end up bringing back a treat…” you grinned over your shoulder as you walked away. “…you’re going to spend an entire day with Bucky and you have to be nice to him.”

“No way in hell!” he exclaimed in the distance. “I’ll take my chances with the shock collar!”

Your laughter was cut short when you gasped in surprise. There was a strange stinging sensation on your backside, like someone had just spanked you. You spun on your heels to see if maybe Tony had followed and was messing around but you were completely alone in the corridor. You turned again when you felt something else on your thigh, just under the hem of your dress. A kiss?

Hours later, the sun was hanging lower in the sky and you were really starting to feel frustrated. There was still no sign of Bucky and the increase of weird incidents was not helping with putting your mind at ease. Full moons were always a little more strange now that you were usually surrounded by creatures but this was unprecedented, and a little inappropriate. Like your dress straps slipping off your shoulders repeatedly and almost exposing your chest or the fleeting touches that would leave a trail of goosebumps in their wake. Jolts of pleasure that felt like they were tightening a coil in your stomach just a little more each time but then it would go away unfulfilled. You suspected Bucky but whenever you would call out to him, you were met with only silence. If it was him, he was doing his best to tease and torment you, and annoying as it was, it was working.

In an attempt to distract yourself from your sexual frustration, you stayed in the library and tried to immerse your mind in a good book. Of course, it was completely futile. After reading the same paragraph for the fourth time, a thought crossed your mind that made you jump from your seat. The time had just passed for when Bucky would be down in the kitchen so he could take his supplements. When you got there, you saw that only Vision was in the room standing by the stove and stirring a small pot. Feeling slightly dejected, you walked in and leaned against the counter top, resting your head in your hands.

“Y/N, is everything alright?” Vision asked looking up from his task and at you. “I sense that your mood has decreased dramatically since entering the room. Are you in need of comfort? Have I upset you in any way?” He didn’t have eyebrows but you were sure they would be knitted curiously right about now if he did.

Faking a smile as best you could, you tried to reassure him. “No no, it’s not you, Viz. Don’t worry about it, I’m fine.”

He turned his attention back to the stove. “I can sense that you are not being honest with me,” he paused and thought for a moment. “But you also have no desire to discuss it further so I shall let it pass.”

This time, your smile was genuine. Out of all of your monster friends, Vision was the least protective and yet, somehow, the most understanding. He didn’t necessarily experience emotions but he was still programmed to be kind and caring. The synthetic man was the newest member of the household before Bucky came along. Tony and another monster, who had since disappeared, created Vision by accident almost a year ago. He was still very much in his infancy but he possessed a staggering intellect and in order to maintain his software, he would power down during the full moon and update his systems. Knowing that he still couldn’t comprehend the dynamics of human/creature relationships, you didn’t have to worry about him being upfront with him.

“Hey Vision, have you seen Bucky at all today?” you asked hopefully.

“No, I haven’t. It would appear as though Mr. Barnes has been absent for the majority of the day. Or has at least managed to elude my attention.” He continued to stir the pot and read from his European Cuisine cookbook. “I had taken the liberty to deliver his supplements to his bed chambers but instead found only a highly discontent Steve Rogers.”

You pinched the bridge of your nose, feeling your frustration build again. “Yeah, they switched rooms. Steve’s headaches and all.”

“I know, that is why I offered to prepare a soup for Mr. Rogers that will aid in his recovery.” He removed the pot from the stove and poured it into a bowl. “Will you be needing anything before I rest for the night, Y/N?”

You shook your head and helped him prepare a tray. “No thanks, Viz. And I can take this to Steve for you, I wanted to go check on him anyways.” You were hoping to ask him if he knew where his best friend was or if maybe a frisky ghost had moved while you were gone.

Vision bowed his head in thanks and said, “Have a good night, Y/N,” before leaving you alone in the kitchen.

Just as you were about to pick up the prepared tray, you started to feel warm. Really warm. An intense heat started to build inside of you, burning hot in your belly and making you gasp for air. Your hands reached out to grip the edge of the counter top when it passed through your lower half, almost making your knees buckle. The desire to rub your thighs together to alleviate the aching need for friction made your cheeks flush. And then it faded away just as suddenly as it started. The only reminder being the heavy beating of your heart and the wetness gathering between your legs. If this was Bucky, you swore he was going to be in so much trouble when you found him.

Nightfall. The clouds parted to reveal the stunningly bright and full orb that triggered a change in every monster. You could hear Tony howling in the distance; the beast within was in full control now as he ran wildly through the forests to hunt down his prey. Sam had changed at the same time, mutating into the form of his giant-feathered counterpart. He was probably somewhere over the Atlantic by now; his majestic and enormous wings could carry him to Europe and back before daybreak. Vision went into hibernation mode long before the sun had set and was now out of commission for the rest of the night. Clint was freed from his room hours ago and now he was…well, who the hell knew where he was, the man was invisible after all.

Steve assured you that he would stay barricaded in the dark sanctity of Bucky’s bedroom since the harsh effects of his migraines were still causing him grief. When you brought him his meal earlier, you casually asked if Bucky had come to see him, careful not to mention that you noticed his absence all day. That’s when he told you that his friend left earlier that day to feed on whoever took his fancy. That he struggled more to maintain his appetite during the full moon and he needed to find a mate to relieve his desires. At first you didn’t believe a word he said. Bucky wasn’t like that. This had to just be Steve’s typical over-protectiveness trying to keep you away from the ‘vampire threat’ and you were not amused. But then you thought that Steve had never lied to you before so who knows what to believe. By the end of your visit, you became so disenchanted from his words that you forgot to mention anything about the strange things that happened to you throughout the day and if Bucky was really behind it all.

“Y/N, are you sure you don’t want to come out tonight?” Natasha’s voice cut through your neurotic thoughts, forcing you to shake your head clear.

“Yeah, I’m positive. I’m just not feeling it tonight. But you guys go and have a good time for me.”

You turned to see her donning her tight-fitted, black leather jacket over her slender shoulders, just as Wanda did the same. The two women always went out together during the full moon, claiming to see what kind of trouble they could stir up but you knew that their true intentions were far more virtuous. They would go out to bars and clubs so they could keep an eye on other creatures and make sure they didn’t prey on innocent humans. Just as she protected you and came to your aid all those years ago, Natasha continued to do the same for others, and Wanda was more than happy to join in the mission.

“Did you want us to stay with you, sweetie?” Wanda asked in her soft accented voice and took your hands in hers. “You’ve been home for a week and we’ve barely had a chance to hang out.”

You felt a tingling warmth in the palms of your hands and you knew she was trying to connect with you. Trying to read your mind and see if you were hiding anything from them. Thankfully you were aware of Wanda’s little tricks, the faint red wisps of her magic being a major clue, and you managed to focus your thoughts away from a certain vampire long enough for her to feel reassured. “Ladies, I’ll be fine. Besides, I’m not planning on leaving anytime soon so we still have plenty of time to hang out,” you said, trying to convince them as much as yourself. This whole ordeal with Bucky left you somewhat less than inclined to stick around but you didn’t want to think about that now.

“I still don’t like the idea of leaving you alone, Y/N,” Natasha admitted. A scowl pulled her features taut. “What about Barnes? Where’s he gone off to? I don’t trust that Fang.”

“Nat, don’t be rude,” you scolded her for using that term against him. “And you don’t need to worry about Bucky, he’s been gone all day and he probably won’t be coming back soon either.” Hiding the slight harshness in your voice was difficult but you pulled it off.

“He better not be draining the neighbors or any locals. If we have to move because of that bloodsucker, I’m going to tear his throat out. And I won’t be nice about it either.”

The venom in her tone made a shiver crawl up your spine. Natasha was less fond of relocating than she was of vampires and she absolutely hated them. Sirens and vampires were always butting heads, they were the two most effective predators after all. Whereas sirens were more strategic and stealthy when hunting, vampires showed more cunning and charm with their prey. Each one thought their kind was superior to the other and they often fought for dominance when they were forced to keep company.

Clint suddenly appeared beside the red-haired seductress, laughing nervously. “Alright, Nat, easy there. Let’s get going, yeah?” He usually tagged along with the ladies on these nights. As they would watch over others, he would be watching over them. Mostly Natasha though, just to make sure she didn’t tear anyone’s limbs off in public because they pissed her off…again.

After wishing them a good time and saying your goodbyes, you watched the remainder of your friends take off for the night. Leaving you alone and still thinking about where the hell Bucky could be.

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“Worn Out” ((Joji x reader)) //nsfw//


You had no idea what you were doing to him- but you were driving Joji insane. Of course, you weren’t really paying much attention to detail of your boyfriend’s mental state at the moment, because you were talking to a friend from way back- a guy friend from highschool. And this friend of yours- had also been your crush in highschool. Though you gave not thought to it, because Joji and you had been dating for a two years and you only really had eyes and heart for him. 

Provided, you didn’t stop yourself from thinking that your old pal was still cute, because you saw no problem in thinking someone was attractive, because thinking someone had a nice fate didn’t entail that you wanted to date them. You didn’t just care about looks. However, boy had you lucked out when you met George. 

You watched intentively as your senior high buddy blabbed about being out far from your shared hometown on a business trip, how he worked for a big corporation, even for your early twenties. You were sort of surprised by his success, because he was a junkie in school. 

Joji had watched only from a distance, sitting at the dinner table you guys were supposed to be at…together. He had turned his head to face the two of you, waiting at any moment to jump up and pound the living daylights out of the man who was talking to you. 

He was listening to the conversation too, and felt slightly content with how innocent it really was, but the consolation was nothing compared to the raging whirlpool of jealousy inside of his gut. Joji also listened to his success story, and though he, successful himself, he felt like this guy was actually better than he was. That scared him. 

Cracking his knuckles while remaining in his seat, he couldn’t help but feel like going over, in his head he considered excuses to use. “Sorry, I was looking for the bathroom, where are they, babe?” He might ask, or maybe “I need to know what drink you want me to order you.”. He’d be sure to add in something like “Anything my girl wants, it’s on me. But his legs wouldn’t move just yet. 

You were personally ready to return to your date now, but you felt compelled to talk to him, and you didn’t want to be rude. But now, you could feel his eyes on you, much like in highschool. You might had been repressed one detail about you and your friend’s relationship in school, you were totally ‘buddies’ who really fucking loved to make out behind the stairs of the school. 

When you remembered that- you gulped. You remembered how the tone in his voice would get, and nervously realized that this guy was totally lusting for you right now. You felt dirty, not in a good way either, like a whore in church. What a good analogy, you thought to yourself. 

You shivered as your old chum stepped a little bit closer, too close. Before you could step back, however, you were pulled back, by a forceful yet familiar hand. You squeaked, jumping slightly in his grasp as you turned to see a flustered Joji. 

“hey baby, let’s go back to our house.” He emphasized the ‘our’, with his eyes locked in on the male standing before him. You sighed softly in relief, but the intensity in the moment brought it out to sound annoyed. Joji didn’t show it, but it broke him a little bit. But for right now, right now he was just fucking fuming. 

The guy frowned, scoffing in actual, genuine annoyance. “Oh, (your nickname), I didn’t know you liked imported things.” He smirked snarkily. You couldn’t respond because of the shock of what he had said, and the painful grip that Joji had on your hips getting tighter. You could feel his fingernails grasping into the skin on your curves, and you felt bad that it felt strangely erotic to you. God, you thought to yourself, why am I like this? 

Joji didn’t retort with a shitty comeback, but instead lifting his grip form your hips, and for the first time he allowed your old friend’s jaw to meet his fist live and in person. You could of sworn you heard a crunch, and it made you squeak once more. Oh god, what was happening? This was all so fast. The groan the dude made was nothing but sheer pain, and you next felt a firm grip on your wrist, pulling you out to the parking lot. 

“Joji- Joji what if he calls the cops?” You said frantically, but Joji felt no need to answer- he had money to get him off anything he tried to put him at- he didn’t even think about it now though. He ignored you. 

“Joji-” Once again, no reply, and no motion of consideration given. You could see it in his eyes that Joji was all sorts of enraged and jealous. You slumped back into the passenger seat of the car and watched as Joji pulled out of it, his hands turning off the radio, focusing all he could on the road. He couldn’t. So many thoughts were going through his head. He wanted to turn the fuck around, go and beat the dude senseless, but now, he had the intention making sure you knew who you were with.

 Not far from the house, he hadn’t said a word to you, but he moved one hand from the wheel to grab firmly at your thigh, his hand latching on your inner thigh. You were wearing a dress, a short black one, all the more reason to be jealous, because it showed you off perfectly.

 However, another pro of the dress was the ease in touching your warm, bare skin, parting your legs slightly He kept his eyes on the road in front of him. He cursed something in japanese, before that rough, lower voice of his came out, almost in the form of a whisper. 

“I can make you so limp, you won’t be able to walk to go and talk to these bastards.” 

That sentence alone caused a sinking feeling in your stomach that started from your chest and went down, and the purple lace panties you wore under that dress were started to gather moisture already. Why were you finding this so hot? Why were you enjoying this? You knew exactly what Joji meant- and it caused a fucking rapture inside your torso. 

Once the two of you were at the house, you were immediately out of the car, however not as fast as George, who it seemed had opened the vehicle door before it came to a full stop. He was going to be honest- this was method he sort of preferred over brutal punches between him and her friend, but he damn well gonna be as aggressive as he could. Most of this anger wasn’t directed to you- most of it. 

He left the door open when he walked indoors, because you were the one to close it- with your back. As soon as you walked into the den, forcefully your were shoved against the shiny, black door, hearing a loud slam behind you. You grunted slightly, causing Joji to halt for about .2 seconds, realizing you were fine, he got worse. Finally, his lips rejoined yours, his body pressed against you as he sloppily brought your mouths together. He had no repeated movement at first, other than with every time he pulled away be came back three times stronger. 

He wanted to explore your mouth now- feel the taste of the words he hoped you’d never say but he feared at that dinner table. Joji quickly brought his hands up to your chest and pulled down the clothing covering your breast, the strapless clothing prohibiting the wearing of a bra. He let the cold air blow against your nipples, and seeing that wasn’t enough to make you gasp, he gave your left breast a squeeze. In there were bruises in the morning, he wouldn’t give a shit, in fact he’d be satisfied. 

Upon having your boob grabbed, your mouth instantly parted from pursed lips to a widened mouth- you even let out a small moan. The wetness was getting worse. His eyes looked into yours for a moment and they were even darker than usual, but as soon as you felt his tongue in your mouth, you had to close yours. You tried to fight it back, locking together as Joji pressed his hardening crotch against yours, and Joji of course won. 

After a while, you felt yourself being lifted, and Joji was taking you to the bedroom you shared. He threw you on the bed, with no mercy, and you could hear a low tsk tsk tsk. It drove you wild. Joji was now between your legs, teasing you by pulling down your panties with his teeth, in a painfully slow manner. He knew you were enjoying yourself by the wetness that revealed itself. “This better be because of me, y/n.” He warned, bringing his thumb up to press against your clitoris. 

A slow, circular motion followed, and your back arched. “Joji~” You moaned, he stopped for a moment. “that’s my fucking name.” he smirked, before replacing his thumb with his tongue. And you knew, when he joked about eating pussy in his youtube videos- whether frank persona or not- he was a fucking legend. 

His tongue met up slightly with his top lit as they dove down on your clit, his hands spreading your legs out to give his space to move his head, before deciding to flick his toungue for a short amount of time- you knew you were going to cum- he knew. He was going to piss you off now. 

Right before you could announce it- he stopped, shaking his head. “No, not yet baby- I’m not lettting you off that easy.” 

He took off his shirt and pants, his boxers going with them, and he was already fully erect. His boner always came as a shock to you, “Get up.” He demanded. 

You did, quivering as you watched him lay down where you were previously. “Ride me.” He commanded again. “Fucking show me you’re mine and mine alone.” He said, you immediately positioned yourself onto him, moaning out “J-Joji~” As felt him getting deeper inside you. 

This point, he grabbed your hips and guided you, grunting softly as he started to feel the buildup of pleasure he knew he would outlast you, you were already coming undone, but he wasn’t going to let you stop until he was done. 

Bringing your hips to clash with his as the rolled together, the sounds of exhilerated screams coming from your euphoric state brought him so much pleasure- along with the movements of your breasts, how they bounced with you as you moved. This was all his, and only his. 

Finally, when he released, he groaned out louder than usual, he’d joke about ‘ a great nut’ later. Now, Joji couldn’t help but not feel complete, even after making you cum three times- and hearing you say his name- he still felt jealous. “y/n?” He said.

You were laying down on your back panting, exhausted by him- but you turned your head. “yes joji?” You asked back. 

“thank you for staying with me and not running off with business boy…” He was tired too, but his words had meaning, had purpose. “You keep me going… and the thought of losing you..” You stopped him. 

“George ‘Joji’ Miller…” You leaned up to face him, laying your head on his chest. “You’re all I want and more, and I wouldn’t trade you for anyone else.” 

With that Joji could sleep tonight. Peacefully. “I love you.” you mumbled. 

“And I love you,” he said back, but chuckled. “And I love your titties.”

You’d smack him tomorrow, but for now, you were too worn out.

Overwatch AU: Partner in Crime

Well, once again a one shot AU received a lot of attention and demand for more so here we are! Part 2 of “To Catch a Thief” @reypadawanjedi‘s Thief AU!

Part 1

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Commissioned by @moonwatcher13


Lena bought a police radio, which wasn’t as hard to get a hold of as she originally thought.

“What do you think?” she casually asked over her shoulder as she tweaked the knobs, searching for a channel to listen into while holding the old headphones that were probably used on a much larger head as she needed to keep a good grip on it to keep it from falling right off her ear.

Amelie had just silently slipped in through the window, gently closing it shut behind her. She was just about to admire the brand new window as it closed without a single squeak or struggle, (Not that this had stopped her before but that gesture was nice) but upon entering the dark apartment save for the small light by the kitchen counter, there was Lena, sitting with complete concentration on the bar stool with a radio on the table.

She couldn’t believe it.

It had only been a few days since they made official arrangements to be partners and Lena was all in.

She continued to work as a deadbeat waitress despite now receiving a cut of Amelie’s “profits” which was more than what she made in a month. She put it in her savings account in bits at a time to not raise any suspicion and made purchases in cash.

She stocked her fridge with drinks and snacks of Amelie’s choosing, leaving them out on the new table, in front of the new couch with new blankets and pillows. All of it would be at the ready when she returned from a successful haul, she could kick off her shoes and relax while the police scrambled to search the city for her. The situation couldn’t have landed in a more perfect place for her.

“Why does it feel like you’ve done this before cherie?” she laughed, playfully plucking the unfinished bottle of hard cider that sat beside the radio, taking a quick swig.

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BTS Reaction To All Having A Crush On You [but you talk to Jin the most]

Requested: ‘Can i get a reaction to you being best friends with bts and all of them having a crush on you but you talk to jin the most because you trust him the most’ 

Here we are! If you like this, then please anticipate a series I’m beginning to write based on the Skool Luv Affair concept where they all fall for the same girl!

A slight different layout this time: members are in a different order to create a chronological story, and I split it into 2 parts for their reaction to having a crush on you and then a group chat imagine for their reaction to you talking to Jin the most.

BTS Scenario: Reaction To Having A Crush On You

Rap Monster

He is the one that introduced you to his friends after meeting him through school and when you both graduated, he didn’t want you out of his life. You met Seokjin first, followed by the sunshine line, followed by the golden maknae, and finally Min Swag.

You regularly text Namjoon on a daily basis, and there’s nothing abnormal about that. However, once Namjoon realizes he’s starting to love everything about you in more than just a friends way, he starts being a complete dork over texts, using any lame reason to message you. Expect a lot of random ‘philosophical’ questions and ‘shower thoughts’ at random intervals in the day on top of your usual exchanged pleasantries. Oh, and he’s purposely stupid, unafraid to sacrifice his intelligent persona, just to make you smile.

He likes to highlight that you’ve known each other for longer and when his other friends begin to come into the picture, he gets extra friendly towards you, claiming that he’s making sure he keeps his spot as your best friend, but really he just wants to shower you with love and hopes that your new connections with his friends don’t interfere too much with his chase for you. Seokjin in particular he feels to be a ‘threat’ because he’s noticed you speak with him just as comfortably.

So if you have already made plans with one of the other guys that evening he asks if you wanna go catch a movie together, expect him to pull that best friend card.

Originally posted by bangthebae


The moment Seokjin’s eyes met yours when you walked in the room with Namjoon, he knew there was something special about you. He saw kindness in your eyes and the fact that you were already friends with Namjoon spoke for itself.

It was only supposed to be a brief drop in to the coffee shop but the two of you clicked instantly, chatting for hours already as though you already knew each other in a previous life or something. You felt you could open up to him and he was so flattered that he gave you his number because he wanted to continue being that friend that exchanges and listens to problems.

Seokjin’s crush comes quite soon, finding himself smile at the very first text messages that go between you. He wants to meet you separately, without Namjoon, but he gets worried that he’d be coming on too strong. However, he decides to let time take its course and checks in on you regularly to gain your trust and also an insight on your feelings, whether there is potential for something more than friendship there.

He does at first have his guard up, constantly worried that something he has said comes on too strong or weird, but then becomes less shy of complimenting you and inviting you out just because.

Originally posted by bwiseoks


Love at first sight. But he plays it cool. After some school reunion thing you attend with Namjoon, your old school chums propose you come out for the night with them. As with any typical night out really, the school mates introduce you to their other friends, then some of the school mates who you arrived with disappear, so you end up talking to the new friends and then meeting their friends, and so it goes on…

By the middle of the night, the group now consists of still you and Namjoon, but now with Hoseok, one of your friend’s friends, plus Jimin and Taehyung who are Hoseok’s friends. The drinks are coming in quick and fast and it seems to be having a different effect on everyone, splitting the group slightly. Namjoon and Jimin want to just relax and chill in a booth at the back of the club, but yourself, Hoseok and Taehyung just wanna be out there dancing at the front. So you all agree to return to each other in a while.

Unsure whether he can call it a crush so soon, Hoseok just simply makes sure to do things that are memorable to have him going through your mind, see what happens… “Hey guys, how about we sneak in another round without them, on me?” Though he pays for Taehyung’s drink too, he’s still paid for yours so hopefully that gives you the impression that he’s a nice guy. But also like Jin, he also doesn’t want to seem too forward so he passes on asking for a number.

However, somewhere down the line, when you even become a part of his friendship group, he figures this crush will just eat him up if he doesn’t at least know how you feel, so he decides he’s going to arrange to meet, just the two of you and speak up.

Originally posted by myloveseokjin


Taehyung loves making new friends, so that night out at the club was just another opportunity to socialize more, not seeing you as a potential romantic interest at first. Everyone he meets is first and fore-mostly his friend, and only time and talking can tell whether that person becomes a bigger part of his life or not.

It’s thanks to Taehyung that the 5 of you begin to meet more regularly, with you bringing Jin into this little group also. A group of 6 works out great, especially for Taehyung when it comes to paired activities such as gaming at the arcade or getting sets at the movies. Since Jin is still a little new to the group, he tends to pair off with either you or Namjoon, so when it’s Namjoon that Jin pairs up with, Taehyung is ecstatic on the inside because he’s usually your second option with Hoseok keeping it cool and laid back in the background and Jimin being too shy to say he wants to sit next to you on the bus or play 1 v 1 on that racing game while you wait for the movie to begin…

But that’s how Taehyung knows he might like you as more than a friend, because of how happy he gets when you pick him for something or he gets to sit next to you.

Taehyung feels comfortable enough around you to just grab hold of your hand like “Y/n goes with me!” and doesn’t allow his crush on you to hold him back from skinship with you (there was even that one time you dropped round with his favourite smoothie and kissed you on the cheek, holding your face like “mwah! you’re the best y/n!”)

It’s unhealthy to keep feelings concealed, so when he realizes his crush, (and this happens in a similar way to Namjoon’s crush emerging; from his own reactions to your messages,) he has to tell his friend and ask for advice. You make his heart flutter, and he wants to do his best to get it right.

Originally posted by ttaegiis


When Taehyung tells Jimin his feelings for you, Jimin feels his heart sink. As if he wasn’t worried enough already that he isn’t good enough for you, his amazing best friend has to catch feelings for you too… If he were to confess directly, there is a huge fear of rejection, so he wants to keep quiet about it… but Taehyung knows better from the reaction on Jimin’s face when he tells him about his feelings for you.

Taehyung, being the awesome friend that he is though, as a result of his conversation with Jimin, decides to also keep quiet also. Though this should be a relief, there still comes that idea in Jimin’s mind that you could just fall for Taehyung, or even Hoseok or Namjoon… he focuses too much on the good qualities in his friends, rather than focusing upon and appreciating his own good points.

Originally posted by ciutae


Jungkook is one of those friends that you can’t quite remember how and when you met, but he’s there sometimes when you meet up with some of the younger guys, and he happens to work at the same place as Namjoon. As his birthday draws closer, he suggests a bunch of you should go out for a meal on his birthday, but it’s just an excuse to definitely see you again because you make his heart flutter.

To him, at first, you were also just someone who happened to be there when he met up with some of his friends, and sure, he couldn’t deny that he thought you were pretty and that did make him shy around you, but he just acknowledges that he’s always been this way around a pretty girl [any girl]. But he knows deep down it’s a little more complicated, hence him making the most out of his birthday and suggesting you all celebrate together.

No one actually suspects Jungkook’s crush for you because his sunshine friends who have known him longer just think it’s typical Jungkook being a little shy around a girl, regardless of who she is. But as the group get tighter and as Jungkook feels more comfortable to make jokes and banter about different things… it becomes a bit more obvious.

“Hey, guys, wouldn’t it be funny to see which one of us y/n would date?”

“Jeongguk… you don’t perhaps like y/n do you?… Like, like like…?…”

Originally posted by jkguks


As the last one to meet you, it’s very casual since everyone else is around, with a simple ‘hey’ and a wave as yourself, Namjoon and Seokjin arrive at his house one day. Yoongi needed help with some music he’s working on and Namjoon had double booked, so Yoongi simply left an invite open for yourself and Seokjin too.

You and Seokjin keep occupied with the TV (which you aren’t really watching because the conversation is strong as ever,) as Namjoon and Yoongi get to work at the back of the room, and it gets quite late so Yoongi offers to order food in and you get talking, and that leads to inviting Yoongi to Jungkook’s birthday do.

The day before the celebrations, Yoongi is just chilling at home trying to write, trying to think of source of inspiration, and he just finds himself thinking about you… “Wait, do I… perhaps like this girl?” The crush is somewhat sudden and following this, his actions are subconsciously focused on you so you think he’s a cool mysterious guy.

Originally posted by nnochu

BTS Chat Imagine: Reaction To You Talking To Jin The Most


Jimin always suspected your soft spot for Jin, so it was no surprise to him when he read your message that you trust him more. He wonders what it would have been like for him, if only he was less shy around you the first few times you met, could he have been the one you gained the most trust in?

He wishes he had more fight in him about this, but his lack of confidence hinders him from wanting to keep trying, though you didn’t actually answer the dating question… Also, his suspicions that it might be more than he and Tae who have a crush on you are confirmed when Jeongguk and Hoseok act a certain way in both this chat and a conversation from earlier, so by continuing this chase for you, is he being a bad friend to more than one of his friends?

Either way, he becomes more and more certain that it’s Seokjin you would most likely date, despite you not answering Taehyung’s dating question.

Originally posted by sugutie


Hoseok didn’t exactly want to continue talking in the group chat after seeing all this talk about your trust in Seokjin and how you seem to even trust him more than Namjoon. He needed some time to mull this over before meeting up with you tomorrow, because he had now only just gathered the courage to start to do something more about his crush on you.

But it’s only a minor setback he figures before he goes to sleep that night; after all, you never actually directly answered that dating question, so it’s not like it’s completely off the cardsPerhaps there is no need to become so jealous about you friendship with Seokjin.

“Well, I’m definitely not gonna get her if I give up; I have to do this still”


In quite a contrast to J-Hope, Suga was still trying to play it cool after all this time, still not intending to be that obvious about having a thing for you. On the surface, it may seem like he’s just out to embarrass Jeongguk, but since hearing about Jeongguk’s crush on you earlier, Yoongi decided he might bring it up in front of you[ish – since you weren’t online at the time], hopefully eliminating the possibility that you might date Jeongguk. 

See, rather than confessing himself, or trying to find out if you like him as more than a friend, he first tries to cast out the idea that you might be into one of the others. Jeongguk, he guesses, was an easy first target because of his shyness. Although he’d never admit it out loud, he does see all the good qualities in his friends and somewhere in the back of his mind, he is making comparisons between them and himself. So not only is Seokjin a threat to his crush on you, but the other boys equally are a threat.

But if he can take out certain possibilities, it makes the lead up to any confession, should it ever take place, much easier on the mind. But he knows that the trickiest elimination of all the possibilities will be the idea that you could have romantic feelings for Seokjin.

Originally posted by jeonbase


Taehyung can sometimes get much more jealous than he will let on, always maintaining his sunshine kid appearance. This chat is the most openly jealous he gets, and it’s caused by your closeness with Seokjin.

He wishes he could be your closest friend like Seokjin seems to be. Heck, he’d even take Namjoon’s place… But he’s sort of optimistic about the crush because he could just see it this way; yours and Seokjin’s friendship just so happens to be a boy/girl pairing… That doesn’t actually mean you would definitely have romantic feelings about the guy; many friends are the opposite gender and nothing like that ever happens.

Now, if only there wasn’t the possibility that some of the others might also have a crush on you… He’d confess to you in a flash had he not figured out Jimin’s crush on you also. He’s in a real pickle, especially since you never answered his question… He just had to ask because maybe if he knew which of them you’d rather date, it might just give him some sort of clue on what to do about this crush.

If I tell her, I might hurt my friend, but if I don’t tell her, it’s gonna hurt me”

Originally posted by donewithjeon

Rap Monster

It hurts him a little, but he’s just never going to let down that wall he’s built himself. He supposes he will always be that best friend in love that never gets the girl… Even if you don’t have romantic feelings for Seokjin, he thinks it might only be a matter of time, especially since this friend of his has gained so much of your trust and seems to have a great significance in your life.

The one thing he is sure of though is that he will always be there for you, no matter how much something you do might hurt him inside.

Originally posted by bangthebae


Although he’s getting quite flustered and embarrassed in the group chat, he secretly hopes you will call him out on this supposed crush, too shy to ever say anything himself.

He doesn’t mind as much as the others than you talk to Seokjin the most, but it does briefly make him wonder if age could be a strong factor in this, if you were to answer the dating question; Seokjin-hyung is a sophisticated adult who can be open about his thoughts, whereas Jeongguk, he keeps it all bottled in and barely knows how to act around a girl he has a crush on.

Not entirely dissimilar to a teenager, he imagines this is just going to be some sort of unrequited love that never actually rises to the surface.

Originally posted by yourpinkpill


He loves the fact that you find his bad jokes hilarious, proud that sentences he forms in the spur of the moment have such a lasting effect on you.

He never quite realized that you speak to him more in comparison to the others, and he gets quite giddy at the idea once the other boys bring this up in the chat. He ceases to worry that his actions could be seen as coming on too strong, finally realizing the possibility that there could be something more than friendship here.

Originally posted by bwiseoks

I could have cried when the tab shut off in the middle of writing… Fortunately I copied some over but it shut before I could move the newest version of the post ugh.

I would have split this into 2 posts, but I’d have no idea how to put it in my masterlist whilst showing the 2 are linked… plus this is scheduled, so it might not have been apparent that the two posts were linked.

Later: Text Imagine – Jungkook + Sunshine Line