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Requested #2- Jungkook

To the person who requested, I’m sorry if it’s crap. Don’t claw me to death please!.

It was the middle of the night, everyone was sleeping pretty much. Except for you who made an emergency trip to the bathroom. All the boys were in their rooms while you made an attempt to search for yours.
Your feet padded against the bare floor as you walked fast paced, trying to get out of the dark.

“Y/N” you heard a voice whisper. Soon enough one of the hall lights were turned on, just barely illuminating the hall. You whipped around and saw Jungkook leaning against his door frame. Shirtless, and tired with sleep.

“Oh,what are you doing up?? Did I wake you?” You asked worriedly. He merely shook his head, though you could tell he was only halfway telling you the truth. “Well, go back to sleep” you said after a few seconds. You began walking towards your destination when Jungkook stopped you again.

“Hey!” He whisper yelled, causing you to turn around.

“What?” You asked. “Something wrong?” He was about to respond again, but stopped abruptly when he was able to get a full view of you.

Your exposed legs from lack of pajama bottoms, the way your sweater slipped off your shoulder, exposing the smooth skin along it. Your tired gaze which somehow managed to come off as alluring.

Raising an eyebrow when he wouldn’t respond, you trotted over to him. Taking one of your hands, you put it over his forehead.
“ Are you feeling okay?” Now that you think of it, for this past couple of days, he’s been acting strange. “If something is wrong, you can tell me” you spoke.

The man before you gave a single harsh laugh, startling you. Wrong? Nothing was wrong at all. He couldn’t bear seeing the sight of you like this.
Oh, all the things he wanted to do to you…make you feel, make you say.

“I have to ask you something?” He said suddenly.

“Of course” you answered. You were always closest to Jungkook, you swore you’d do anything for him.

“At night….do you think of me?”
A mental record scratch went off in your head. What kind of question was that? Most importantly, how the hell could you answer that without telling him the truth.
Yes.

“Why do you ask me tha-”

“Because at night, you’re all I think of” he cut you off. Taking your hand and using it to stroke his cheek. “When I see you like this, I sometimes see you in my dreams…just for me.” He whispered. Sucking his bottom lip between his teeth, he let your hand go gently. “So answer me…”

Without being able to find the words, you nodded. His fingertips gently began grazing down your cheek, moving towards your neck. This prompted a slight squeak to escape your lips.

Your eyes widened. Where did that sound come from, and why now of all times would your body make make this happen.

“Such a cute moan….do it again” he spoke softly. Before you could ask him what he was doing, he leaned forward. His lips were right next to your ear when he mumbled. “Moan for me again, beauty”
Slowly, he pressed a single kiss to your ear, then moved downwards.
Wrapping his arms around your waist, he was able to create less space. If that was even possible.

“Where is this all coming from?” You found yourself asking.

“Months…and months of watching you torture me without even trying” he answered. “You still haven’t answered my question” he tsked, kissing further down your neck.

“Yes” you choked. You always pictured him as he is now.

“Can I have you?” He sneakily asked, almost as if he was afraid of the answer.

“Yes” you whispered. Was this a dream? Because it had to be. A DREAM you didn’t want to wake up from, ever.

Jungkook pulled away from your neck and stared at you. His eyes were even darker than before. His gaze darted down to your lips. It was his chance, or else he might not get another one.

Suddenly, your mouths clashed. His hands roaming every centimeter of your body. You both forgot you were standing in the middle of the hall.
It was just as you both imagined, the connecting, the stroking of tongues flicking against one another, the heat rising in your chest. He pulled away, your bottom lip taken slightly between his teeth.

Before you could make another sound, you were yanked into his bedroom. He slammed the door, not caring if he woke his elder members. You were way more important. You were propped against the door as he claimed your lips again, this time harsher.

His tongue invaded your hot mouth, drawing mewls big approval from your throat. Good thing you were breathing through your nose.

“Fuck, beauty.” He grunted. “We can’t do this just yet…tthey might hear me-” suddenly he paused. An idea popped into his head.

“Have you ever heard of thigh riding?”
You eyed Jungkook suspiciously, nodding slowly. You have heard of it, you just never tried it.

“I want you to ride my thigh” he said flatly, straightforward.

Slowly, he grabbed your hand and pulled you towards his bed. Now you were kind of glad you didn’t wear pants to bed. He sat down first, his hands never leaving your waist as he situated you on his right thigh.

“Just rock your hips forward, beauty” he chided. His hands sat just above your ass as you began rocking your hips forward. Your arms rested on his shoulders, only to partially dig your nails into his bare skin. You felt your core brushing against his thigh and it grew more and more rough with each jolt.

“Fuck, Jungkook” you moaned, biting your lip as his nails dug into your back more. You whined slightly more audibly when you heard him moan as well.

He could feel your wetness. He could fell himself growing harder and harder for you and you haven’t even touched him yet.
You were growing closer and closer, you both could feel it.

His lips found yours again and your hands around clasped at either side of his cheek.

Suddenly as if a dam burst, you were shaking and struggling to breathe normally. Your center was throbbing and no doubt dripping. Your nails dug into his shoulder and You out a chocking moan, as quiet as you could muster.

“Fuck, baby” he praised, his lips finding your neck again. “Is this a bad time to ask you to go on a date with me?”

All you could do was laugh.
“Now’s a better time than any” you giggled. “Then again, a bit earlier would have sufficed” you continued.

“Allow me to apologize for keeping you waiting..”


Once again…I’m sorry )

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Get ready to compete in the Kanto x Alola Regional Rumble Online 

Competition! In this competition, the only Pokémon you can use are those you could discover in the Kanto region in Pokémon Red, Pokémon Blue, or Pokémon Yellow, along with Pokémon of the Alola region you can find in Pokémon Sun and Pokémon Moon. All qualified participants will earn a Pidgeotite and a Steelixite for playing. These Mega Stones allow your Pidgeot and Steelix to Mega Evolve during battle.


You’ll use your Pokémon Sun or Pokémon Moon game to battle. All battles will be Single Battles and all your Pokémon will be set to Lv. 50 for the duration of the match. Your Pokémon will be allowed to hold items; however, Mega Stones will not be allowed.

Registration for the Kanto x Alola Regional Rumble begins March 9, 2017, at 0:00 UTC. The competition goes from Friday, March 17, at 00:00 UTC, until Sunday, March 19, 2017, at 23:59 UTC. Trainers will be limited to 15 battles per day.

To learn more about the Kanto x Alola Regional Rumble Online Competition, including a complete list of eligible Pokémon, check out the regulations.
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neverenoughpercy  asked:

Could you do one about a meaningful reunion between Calypso and Percy after the war? I felt like it wasn't really addressed in the books. Thanks!:)

Going to continue off of this.

  • Percy was pacing near the lake. He didn’t like the fact that Calypso was back. 
  • She shouldn’t be here. And Annabeth shouldn’t have been so forgiving. She should be pissed. She should be furious! 
  • “Percy?” He heard from behind him. 
  • He turned and saw Calypso standing there. She looked sad and disappointed. 
  • “What do you want?” Percy spat.
  • “I’m just going to say I’m sorry. I am really sorry. I know you’re mad. I know you can’t forgive me.”
  • “I felt awful leaving you on that island. I felt awful for not coming back for you. And the only way you could make me feel worse, is by placing a curse on my girlfriend!”
  • “I know. I’m sorry. I was just mad that you loved some other girl that wasn’t me. And you never came back…I wasn’t thinking.”
  • “So you cast a curse?!” 
  • “Percy, I’m so sorry!” She stressed. “I’m really sorry. I wish I can change it.”
  • He ran his hand through his hair. He looked at the ocean. His gut was telling him to not forgive her. But Leo. Leo became a close friend after the giant war and was now dating Calypso.
  • “Look,” Percy took a deep breath. “I’m not going to forgive you for putting a curse on Annabeth. But for Leo’s sake, I can try and make amends with you.” 
  • Calypso smiled a bit. “Thank you Percy. I really appreciate it.”  

hunters-hiraeth  asked:

Could you, only if you find the time, write what YOU think would happen if Paul and Daryl came out as a couple to Michonne and Rick?

Rick Grimes was very good at reading Daryl Dixon.

Honestly, Rick was pretty good at reading most people. That was one of the reasons why he was so good at being a cop. He saw things in people that others didn’t, whether they were good or bad qualities, Rick found them out. 

Rick however, had the easiest time reading Daryl. The man was a mystery to most people, but as they got to know him, his friends and family began to understand his habits. With Daryl, silence was always more telling than speaking. Carol knew Daryl probably best, second to Rick. 

Or maybe third best, seeing as now, Paul Jesus Rovia was involved. 

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THIS IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING

Upon the interpretation of dreams

It means you are unsure in the world that you find yourself in.

It means you are afraid. It means you have mixed up your masks and some of them no longer seem quite what they were, now that they have passed through the lens of sleep.

The flying means that you are starved of touch, or of distant horizons, or of hope. Or it means you once looked at the sky for slightly longer than you should have and it has sown a seed at the back of your brain. It means you can never forget the sight of those mountains, or stop wondering what lies beyond them.

There were places in the dream and they are the same places that you would see if only you could see round the corner of the room in the mirror.

The nakedness means that you are comfortable in your skin. Or maybe it means that you had found another skin, one just like yours, and sewn it shut so that no-one would even know the difference. Maybe it means you are just a sack of skins, fifty sheets of vellum deep, containing nothing but empty snailshells and dust.

The shadows in the darkness and the things that move in the deep were the echoes of passing cars, or the creaks of the bed, or the rush and hiss of the distant sea. Or they were your young childhood made flesh.

It means nothing.

It means you never did the things you didn’t. Perhaps it means that things would have been different if they had not stayed the same. It says something about a person like you.

It means you should take heed of its message.

It means you were asleep.

It means you are alive.

#136 - Patricia

Anon - Thanks for your request! 😄 Hope you all enjoy this. 💕

Pairing: [Slightly] You x Patricia
Warnings: None.
Drabble challenge: #136 “You had a nightmare, tell me what it was about so I can fix it.”


Slowly, you became aware of your own sobbing and you suddenly woke up with a yelp. You already sat straight up in your bed as you gasped for air while your heart thumped in your chest. Hot tears were still present on your cheeks as memories of your nightmare flashed before your mind’s eye, but they quickly started to fade. Everything that had made sense only a moment ago, was complete nonsense now.

“You had a nightmare.”

You gasped again when you heard the smooth British accent of Patricia out of the blue. You didn’t notice someone had entered the room.

The mattress dipped a little as soon as she sat down at the end of the bed, facing you. For a moment, you could only make out her silhouette in the dark, before your tired eyes adjusted to the darkness.

She wore an elegant deep red dressing gown above her pajamas, and she had her hands neatly folded in her lap as she looked at you with a concerned frown.

“Tell me what it was about, so I can fix it.”

Her voice was honeyed, and her words seemed well chosen and sharp; yet her face turned soft as she studied your face. There had only been a few times when you caught Patricia care; this night seemed to become one of these.

You swallowed hard, but your throat remained dry. “I don’t remember.” You shook your head slightly as your gaze fixated on your blanket. Her blue eyes were just too intense as she stared at you, even in the dark.

She hummed and clicked her tongue. “Pity.”

A moment of uncomfortable silence passed, before you decided to say something. “It was awful, that’s what I remember and there’s nothing you can do to prevent bad dreams, Trish.”

You couldn’t see the twitch of the corner of her mouth as her lips almost pulled into an amused smile when you called her by the nickname you had given her secretly.

“Well” She adjusted the night gown at her neckline carefully, before she stood up. “I know I can’t control everything, even if I wanted to. But –“ She sauntered over to you as you watched her curiously, almost intimidated.

“I do know that you don’t have nightmares as long someone sleeps next to you.”

Slowly, you let your head fall back on your pillow while Patricia stood at your bedside. You weren’t sure what was about to happen; but you tensed up when she suddenly reached for your blanket and gently pulled it up to your chest.

You could even smell the subtle scent of her perfume as she hovered over you, and you were confused by how much you liked it; how much you enjoyed her company whenever she acted like that.

“Rest now, (Y/N).”

You wanted to lean in to her touch as she caressed your cheek delicately. “I will make sure your nightmares stay away.”


Originally posted by hypehope

You’re the reason (F)

Words: 440

To @babygirllovin1996 who requested.

Summary: You were not ok. You were everything but fine. And he noticed it.

Yoongi X Reader


Originally posted by kths

 You just couldn’t handle it. You weren’t being able to deal with that anymore. First, your grades at the college were getting lower and lower and you just couldn’t concentrate on the subjects. Second, your life with your parents couldn’t be worst. They kept yelling at you, saying things that were wrecking your emotions. You were just 18 years old, come on. It was too many things to deal with.


 Yoongi (8:45 p.m.):  I’m finally in the city, Jagi. Shit, the comeback has been so hard, but I found some time to spend with you. Are your parents there?

Ah, your sunshine. You were dying to see him. He was the only one who could make you feel better, make you feel happy. But you didn’t want him to see you like that. Eyes widened since you had been crying, your emotions completely hurt. And you couldn’t lie either…

 You (8:50 p.m.): No.

 Shit. Why are you acting like this? He doesn’t deserve your coldness.

 Yoongi (8:52 p.m.): Did I do something wrong?

 Your heart melted at his words. Of course you don’t. He’d never hurt you or something.

 You (8:53 p.m.): I’m fine. You can come. I’m dying to see you.


Once he arrived, he noticed immediately you were not ok. You weren’t the same girl he knew. You weren’t smiling brightly; you weren’t emanating the sun you always were.

 “What’s wrong?” he asked as he grabbed your hands and took you to your couch. You sat down, looking at everything but him. He grabbed your chin and made you look at him.

 “What is wrong? Is it something I did? Please, talk to me Y/N” He begged. He was your best friend. You knew you could tell him everything and anything.

 “I’m not ok” you said and started explaining all your problems. All the things that were making you die inside.

 He just looked at you as tears came up, but before they could fall down, he cleaned it.

  “Y/N, please don’t cry. I know it has been hard, but you’re not alone, and you will never be, because I’m here for you. Always. I’m your best friend, your lover, your boyfriend, you everything” he said as he pulled you to his arms, it holding you tightly. You always felt so comfortable in his arms. “You can count on me, Jagi. Whatever happens to you, I’ll be here to make sure you’ll be fine” he said and you looked at him.

 That moment you knew everything would be fine. You pulled him for a kiss, his lips moving against yours softly, telling you how much he loved you.

No New Friends

(Request: @sweetxchains Jason Todd + #1 (from the list), please? :3)

The anger in you was indescribable and the only thing you could do was let the tears fall. Jason stood there, looking at the ground as if it was the most creative thing in the world. 

“Don’t…don’t cry.” he mumbled. The nerve of this guy. He rubbed the back of his neck, nervously. He just told you that he had to stop seeing you so often. He had met this girl over two weeks ago. 

That didn’t seem to stop him from the touches, the kisses, the bites. He would whisper promises to you as you fell asleep in his arms after late nights. Now he wants to just stop everything.

“Don’t cry?! Jason, you are-gosh!” you groaned in frustration.

“What are you so worked up about? We can still be friends and it’s not like i’m your only friend.” Jason tried to justify. He looked at the time, he had to meet the other girl. Now though, you were the other girl.

“Are you fucking kidding me? We’re not just friends and you fucking know it.” you stabbed his chest with your finger. “Friends don’t kiss. Friends don’t have sex with each other. Friends don’t promise to be with you forever and love you like you love me.” your voice broke towards the end. 

Jason grabbed your wrist and let it go. “We..we wouldn’t have worked out y/n. I don’t know what else to tell you.” he sighed. “I..I have to go now.”

“Bullshit. I know you better than anyone else, Jason! I know you and this…this isn’t you.” You wanted to block the door so he couldn’t leave. It would be to no avail but it was a fight.

“Exactly! You know everything about me. I can’t have you this close. What’s happening is not what you think. There are things I have to do and I can’t have you in the way.”  Jason tried his way of explaining. He moved to the door and opened it. 

“What am I supposed to do?” You asked sadly. Nothing he was saying made sense. 

Jason turned to look at you. “Please…just move on.” 

Whenever I am with you, my palms would turn sweaty, my heart would race and my voice would be caught within my chest. I can’t keep my eyes off of you. Believe me, I could stare at you all day. I want to tell the world that you’re mine. I am always here whenever you need me. I would not hesitate to kiss you or hold your hand to uplift your spirits. Your presence alone never fails to make my heart skip a beat. I care about you. A lot. You are the only one I could of every single day. My heart aches and breaks when I see you sad. I know you are strong but I can’t help crying nonetheless to see you in pain. It damn hurts. I stay by your side because something holds and pulls me closer to you. I accept and love just the way you are. I don’t regret choosing you. My heart, my life and my death are all yours. I just love you.

There was an anon who sent me an ADHD question, but I don’t think they finished it. I only got two parts.

If you see this, could you please resend your story? I want to help, but Tumblr was dumb and didn’t send the last bit :’)

anonymous asked:

Can u do I'm out of here as a prompt

Phil was never a pain in the ass. If anything you were the pain in the ass. The only time you could ever think about Phil being annoying would be when he is sick. He is the definition of Man Flu. He needs; soup, drinks, love and cuddles. One time you didn’t pet his head when he was trying to fall asleep and he had told you that if you weren’t there to pet him why were you even there? Today was another really sick annoying Phil. In his defence, he really was all stuffed up and icky but he was using your last nerve. And you have patience aplenty.

“y/n my love?” This is what Phil does when he really wants something. He calls for you and then pauses waiting for you to respond. Then he asks for a little favour.

“Yes, my love?” You couldn’t help but have the sarcasm drip in your tone. It was a long day at work and now you had to care for the queen.

“Could you do a little favour for me? I just really need you to come and fluff my pillow. I can do it but you seem to always do it better.” You didn’t know if it was the long day at work or the fact that he was asking to fluff his mother fluffing pillow but you couldn’t take it anymore.

“ No, I can’t. I’m not your mum and I am not fluffing your freaking pillow. I love you but you are a pain when you’re sick. You started to head to the door before Phil coughed and asked in a sad voice where you were going.

“ I’m out of here! I’m going to the office to sit on my phone and be away from you for a couple of minutes so I don’t put said pillow over your lovely cute face.”

anonymous asked:

Who do you think has more chemistry; Kat&Ian or Candice&Joseph? Bonus; if you could only have one endgame between Stelena and Bonkai which would you pick?

Stelena. I never said I thought BK should be endgame, I said that they should be explored and explored thoroughly, remember I don’t care for a redemptive Bonkai, I never did.

I think that the chemistry between Joseph and Candice is simply different than the chemistry with Ian and Kat.

falkenlied  asked:

🎂👨‍👩‍👧‍👦🍔💸❤️

🎂- When’s your birthday?

August 9th

👨‍👩‍👧‍👦- What’s your family like?

Highly emotional. We love and care for each other to great extremes, but also tend to get into arguments with the same level of passion and intensity. 

More often than not I’m the middle man who has to keep things civil between others.

🍔- Favorite food?

rice

💸- If you had a billion dollars and could only spend it, what would you buy first?

i’d probably buy my friends stuff. I don’t really get myself gifts

❤️- How would you describe yourself?

eh, nothing special. Just an average dude who laughs at his own jokes.

the monday morning clip in episode 4 s3 was so wild like isak and even were trying to have a casual conversation “are you going to party?” “lol no… I MEAN maybe are you   going  to party?” “yeah i thought    yeah wanna pre drink together?” “sure sure sure coolcoolcoolcool” as if they didn’t almost kiss three days earlier

i mean look at them. these nerds are terrible at playing cool