pass the pepper

Let Them Have This

It’s almost midnight when Dex takes his last load of laundry out of the dryer.

He needed to run it three times and sat in a folding chair in the cold basement to make sure it didn’t start to smoke.

His sweatshirt is still a little damp but his socks and t-shirts are dry and that’s really all he can ask for.

He pats the top of the dryer in thanks for not catching fire and then gives it the finger for all the hell it’s caused him and hoists the laundry basket up on his hip.

They’re only a couple hundred dollars shy from getting a new one and at the rate Jack and Bitty are going….

“Sweetheart, honey.”

Bitty’s voice floats down the stairs and Dex takes them two at a time to get to the top.

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I tend to relax more with my SD but when I’m going on fine dine with my POT I’d make sure a few things.

1. Phone off on silent
2. No eating and talking simultaneously (chew with your mouth close).
3. Take part in the dinner conversation, charm your date.
4. Eat in smaller portion (cut them in smaller pieces).
5. Eat together, wait for his meal to come before eating.
6. Always pass salt and pepper together.
7. Instead of reaching across the table for something, ask for it to be passed to you.
8. Avoid slouching and don’t place your elbows on the table while eating.
9. Never show stain from your napkin.
10. Napkin on your lap or chair when you’re using the washroom. Napkin on table means you’re done with meal.
11. Careful with lipstick stains on teeth or on your cutlery.
12. Always excuse yourself after meal to fix your lipstick and check your teeth.

PS: feel free to add-on if I missed anything.

purple-hearts-of-oz  asked:

hello, hello, i love the way your headcanons are written. like, they're hilarious. how would RFA + minor trio react to a suave motherfucker MC? a hella smooth and cool MC who could charm the pants off a snake and absolutely loves making people blush. bonus points if they're a tall crossdressing woman

A/N AH YES SMOOTH MY MIDDLE NAME I had a lotta trouble writing this, I’m the least smooth person you’ll ever meet I once bit it standing for the pledge of allegiance. I just; stood up, hit my knee on the chair in front of me, recoiled my knee, and fell flat on my ass. Thank you though!!??? I love you muah <3 I don’t think I’ll be able to get those bonus points this time around im sososo sorry but I can’t think of a way to work the crossdressing in well >.<  feel free to send in a purely crossdressing request when they open up??  -mod cozy <3

YOOSUNG*:
- Yoosung, much like yours truly is SO unsmooth he’s constantly tripping over his words and his feet and everything in between
- So he’s S U P E R impressed by you it’s not even funny he asks to become your apprentice at least once a day
- “Oh yoosung, darling, it’s not just something you learn.”
- Also a HUGE blushy mess when ya use your charming powers on him like you thought he’d be
- YOU’RE ALWAYS CATCHING THE BOY WHEN HE TRIPS LIKE IN ONE OF THOSE SHOUJO MANGAS BUT THE ROLES ARE REVERSED
- Picks up on the role reversal quickly and is not happy about it
- Wants to be a maN (Swift as a coursing river, with all the strength of a great typhoon)
- Starts having zen coach him on the side but just really cannot do it rip

JAEHEE*:
- She herself is pretty unfazed by it and she’s just all polite and stuff unless you get her flowers, she Is WEAK to like a bouquet of roses she’ll swoon and blush and the whole nine yards
- Baehee has picked up on it and is hella impressed despite being relatively immune due to her training herself to be unfazable
- Asks you to teach her just a few tricks that she can use when dealing with customers and the like
- You guys actually make a game out of it sometimes
- You’ll like count the amount of people who trip when you strike a certain mini-pose and compare results
- or Or OR
- You take you and your natural charisma to restaurants or bars with baehee and see if you can eat for free by having people around you buy you drinks and meals without directly asking for them
- It’s really funny and you usually have to take home leftovers riP
- You guys are the ultimate duo she makes the plans and you execute them watch out Seoul

ZEN*:
- He REFUSES to be outdone
- Cheesy romance lines are his thing???? Wyd MC?????
- Everyone around you guys together needs to wear fucking sunglasses or something because the amount of suave (not the hair product) is dangerous to the naked eye
- You guys don’t get into like, smooth-offs; you get into smooth WARS
- “MC, you look gorgeous as usual.”
- “Oh Zen, you’re ever the charmer. I actually got something for you!” cue a cute lil kiss on the cheek from MC
- “Oh really? Me too, we should go at the same time.”
- “1.. 2.. 3!”
- You both simultaneously pull out the E X A C T S A M E extravagant bouquet of flowers from behind your backs???
- This is just the tip of the iceberg????

JUMIN*:
- He’s a lot like Zen not that he’d admit it
- He’s lowkey trying to outdo you the whole time bc he’s been RAISED on charisma it’s part of his JOB and you have it down just like that?? Just naturally??? Burn the witch
- He’s used to be on the giving end of charm though so it is a nice change of pace
- If you buy him chocolate or roses or “something that reminded you of him” though
- He’ll return it ten- no, twentyfold
- Will blush and then deny blushing when you give him particularly well-said compliments
- You charm the stockings off of any reporter that comes your way which makes the relationship A THOUSAND times easier like thank our lord and savior Elizabeth the 3rd

707*:
- He’s going to embrace the “maiden” roll 110%
- All for swooning and being swept off his feet sign *clap* this *clap* boy *clap* up
- He does shoot back a few “Mcccc you’re cringier than ZEN~” or “Mc, how can I be the cutest when YOU’RE the cutest” so it’s not all one sided at least
- He’s a switch in multiple ways trust me, sometimes he totally likes to be the charmer and sometimes the charmee
- Is incredible in both positions I promise you’ll get the exact reaction or comment you want every damn time
- Turns redder than his ding dang hair if you say something about space or science or anything dorky and relate it to romance or some shit,
- mod cozy isn’t good at being smooth so use your imagination on the dialogue here

V*:
- He’s so polite about everything it doesn’t stop here
- At first you’re just making comments like “can I take a picture of YOU this time as proof that angels exist?” yes I stole that from cookie anon
- And he’s just like “Thank you very much sweetheart that’s a lovely sentiment but I’m far from an angel as you know.” Liar.
- And then you get into innuendo territory but like; classy and smooth innuendos
- And he reacts the same way???
- “Hey V I’d like to SEE you out of those clothes.” Fuck that was neither classy nor smooth I really can’t come up with anything not punny so this will have to do guys
- And he’ll respond with “That’s very nice of you MC.” And at this point you’re frustrated??
- Because your charm.
- Ain’t.
- Working???
- Little do ya know, V is planning something for when the two of you get home wink wonk

VANDERWOOD*:
- Refuses to let you charm them
- Gotta resist (conceal don’t feel)
- They were trained for this, you can expect it’ll be difficult to achieve your goal but you’ll! Get! There!
- “Hey Vandercutie, can you pass me the red pepper? This dish needs it almost as much as I need you.”
- “Here’s your pepper. Don’t pour it too quickly or you risk throwing the balance of the dish off.”
- You may have caught a slight blush on their cheeks though???
- Maybe??
- I think you’re making progress keep at it

SAERAN*:
- Tries to pretend your smoothness doesn’t affect him
- Because BAD BOYS don’t get swept off their feet shut the hell up he is NOT blushing YOURE blushing
- He tries soooo hard to hide it but ALWAYS fails miserably because he has this cute little habit of playing with his hair when he’s embarrassed or bashful
- Which is a lot thanks to you ;)
- Will try to get you back in that romantic-creepy way of his that he has but you just shoot right back with a compliment or come on of your own???
- No cult organization in the universe could’ve prepared him for this

Torn apart (Steve x Reader & Bucky x Reader)

Originally posted by captaincentenarian

Part 1, Part 2

A/N: Text written in cursive, it’s what happened before. Tell me what you think.

Summary: AU

Reader was dating Steve when she started falling for Bucky. After her heart was broken, she decided to leave from both man and now after two years she is coming back.

Warning: swearing

˝He is here. ˝ Peter said and you froze in your spot. You weren’t ready to face him.

˝Steve? ˝ You heard Nat’s voice.

˝No, Bucky. ˝ Peter said

˝What? Why.. ˝

˝He came with Pepper˝ Peter said, walking in the kitchen, not giving you time to prepare yourself for what was coming. As you were ready to walk in Nat grabbed your hand.

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LEGEND OF TARZAN SENTENCE STARTERS

  • ❝ You portly coward! ❞
  • ❝ Farewell, sweet lord… The future belongs to me. ❞
  • ❝ You looked like you were about to give me a hug. ❞
  • ❝ Enjoying your peek show? ❞
  • ❝ And I thought the civil war was long. ❞
  • ❝ I hope I’m wrong, but I need to know. ❞
  • ❝ Still not waiting for you. ❞
  • ❝ Of course it’s not safe there, _____. You take a nap in the wrong place, you got a 50-50 chance of being eaten. ❞
  • ❝ You are not in position to ask for anything, ______. ❞
  • ❝ Well, I’m not going to drink some foam and a couple of you know what it is you won’t tell me. ❞
  • ❝ Promise you won’t hurt them? ❞
  • ❝ Be still my beating heart. ❞
  • ❝ Whatever happens, do not interfere. ❞
  • ❝ Don’t think for a second you’re saving my life. ❞
  • ❝ Would you pass the pepper? ❞
  • ❝ I know you took my handkerchief. ❞
  • ❝ I’ve never left a friend in trouble. ❞
  • ❝ I was young. That’s no excuse. ❞
  • ❝ Get your hands off me! ❞
  • ❝ I’m still coming with you. ❞
  • ❝ Like a damsel? ❞
  • ❝ 1886 model Maxim machine gun. This is way better than my Walker Colts. ❞
  • ❝ People love a good story. ❞
  • ❝ You do know that the right side of your mustache is just a little lower than the left. ❞
  • ❝ My knife, please. ❞
  • ❝ It’s nearly impossible to take the wild out of something born to it. ❞
  • ❝ You want me to lick his nuts too? ❞
  • ❝ You are under my knife! ❞
  • ❝ He’ll wipe you out. Every last one of you. Like you never even existed. You think that’s impossible? You are looking at a man that has seen it happened. ❞
  • ❝ We are not going to go into that mess for free. ❞
  • ❝ Ain’t this a hell of a day? ❞
  • ❝ I need you to scream for me. ❞
Aimless - Tenacious Part 3 (13.4k)

Guys it’s actually here im dying and this took me a whole week okay pls reblog or somethin’. Give me some slack for making them bigger and better each time pls. Some smut, mild angst, adventure, and swearing and robbing and hurting ppl ok? That’s the warning. This is a moving gif fic, where I incorporate gifs of a song into this. That song will be Run. 

**SOME GIFS DON’T WORK**

The crew and you rove throughout the town’s and cities, causing havoc while occurrences of inner turmoil from the youngest spouts from the leader’s day’s of ruling their gang to be long overdue.

Tenacious

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anonymous asked:

Prompt 2 with Pietro x reader please ☺️😘

2. “SO… you think I’m hot?”- Pietro Maximoff

Drinking with the girls was like an after mission tradition. You, Nat, Wanda, Sharon, Maria, and occasionally Pepper, would go to your favourite bar, The Clover Club, and get absolutely wasted. It may not have been the healthiest way to deal with some of the horrors you all saw, but it seemed to work out okay. The only problem was, you seemed to have a ridiculously low tolerance compared to the others. Natasha and Maria could drink any of you under the table, Wanda and Pepper didn’t really drink all that much, and only Sharon seemed to be on the same level as you. Usually you held back a bit, or got a lift back when one of the guys came to pick up the others. However, this time, you’d had a particularly bad mission and really didn’t feel like going back to the compound. So you passed on the lift with Rhodey when he came to get Maria and Pepper, passed on the lift with Sam and Steve when they picked up Wanda and Sharon, and finally passed on the lift with Clint when he came to get Natasha. You were too busy brooding at the bar to even consider how much alcohol you’d consumed, and all that combined left you seeing double as you tried to push yourself to your feet at approximately 3 am. Slumping back down into the seat, you called the one person you knew would be able to come and get you at such a late hour.

“Prinţesă?” The familiar voice of your best friend sounded next to you. “Piety!” You exclaimed, throwing your arms up in the air as you almost tipped off the back of your seat. Chuckling, Pietro wrapped his arm around your waist and held you up. “Let’s get you home dragă.” Pietro cooed, bright blue eyes peering down at you as he helped you out of your seat and through the bar. “You’re so pretty.” You cooed as he helped you into his car, giggling as you poked his stubbled cheek. Cocking an eyebrow, Pietro just chuckled at your slurred speech, before shutting the door and jogging to the drivers side. “You must be the HOTTEST guy in the WHOLE woooorld…” You giggled, lolling your head to the side to look up at Pietro’s smiling face. “Thankyou dragoste.” He chuckled. After a short drive you and Pietro arrived back at the compound, he carried you up to your room and lay you in your bed. Curling up against your pillow, you were out like a light.

The next morning, you awoke to a pounding headache and the feel of a heartbeat against your temple. “Huh?” You muttered groggily, pushing yourself up slightly. “Good morning.” Pietro’s voice chuckled, arm wrapping around your middle. “Uh, what happened last night?” You moaned, letting yourself fall back against his chest. “Mmm nothing much.” He breathed, letting his hand stroke up your side affectionately. “So I didn’t do anything stupid?” You sighed happily, letting yourself roll onto the bed. “No, nothing stupid.” Pietro smirked, folding his arms behind his head. “SO… you think I’m hot?” He chuckled after a few minutes of silence, causing you to turn bright red before hitting him with a pillow and fleeing the room to the sounds of his laughter.

Request a prompt HERE.

Were he so inclined, Tony would have had the world kneeling at his feet within a few hours. As it stood, he was self-aware enough to know that, while it may be fun to be the ruler of Earth for a time, he’d probably get bored with it after a few weeks and pass it off to Pepper and she really didn’t need the added stress. He was doing her a favor, really.
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It’s the little things by @bootycap (AO3)


A favor, really :)

Paul Lahote Imagine

Hi! I was wondering if I could request a Paul Lahote image where he imprints on a shy and all around adorable girl. She’s much tinier than him, just rather short. I would love to see how he acts around her/how the others would mess with him about it and when he finally tells her. Sorry it seems like much I just started babbling, thank you! Have an amazing day!


*2 months ago*

“Why are we here anyway,” Paul whinned to Jacob and ran a finger along the spines of the books on the shelf right inside of the bookstore’s door.

“Because,” Jacob replied, “Nessie wanted books for her birthday and one book was harder to find and this is the only place nearby that already has it in store.” Jacob found a man working and asked him where all the books could be found.

The man read the titles off the list Jacob handed him. “A collection on the history of World War II, Moby Dick, and a book on Vampire lore throughout European cultures.”

“Oh my God,” Paul groaned. “You’re girlfriend reads that crap?!”

“If you’re going to be annoying why don’t you go keep yourself busy and browse the store,” Jacob suggested.

“Fine.” Paul started walking towards the back of the store browsing the shelves. He was reading the titles of the books on a shelf when he hear the flipping of a page. Peeking his head around the shelves in front of him he saw the two seats in the back corner of the store; one of which was being occupied by a small girl with a thick book in her hands. The moment his eyes took all of her in he felt like the weight of the world was being lifted from his shoulders. He had heard all of the stories of imprinting from his friends but it wasn’t until that moment that he really understood just how quick and how amazing imprinting was.

He walked over, hesitantly, to the chair across from the girl. She looked up quickly but put her nose back in her book. “Mind if I sit here?” She shook her head. “Jane Eyre…is that any good?”

She looked up unsure of what to say. “It’s…ugh…one of my favorites,” her voice was light and timid.

“So you’ve read it before?” She looked up from her book again with a slight giggle. “I have. 5 other times.” She went back to reading.

“I don’t think I’ve read 5 books, forget reading one book five times,” he laughed and you chuckled. A serious look shadowed your face and you closed your book.

“Why are you still talking to me,” you asked smalley.

“Why wouldn’t I be?” You shrugged and leaned back, sinking into the couch, “Most guys like you don’t just come up and talk to girls like me.”

“Guys like me?”

“Fairly attractive males…males in general most of the time.”

“Well, this male would like to take you out sometime if that’s ok with you.”

“Seriously?” He nodded. “Um, sure, I guess,” you said cautiously and took your napkin and wrote your number down quickly.

*Present Day*

“Bring her by,” Seth encouraged Paul.

“Not going to happen, pup,” he told him.

“Why not Paul. You’ve been dating two months; she should get to know the tribe,” Embry whinned.

“Lay off,” Paul said fiercely. “You know she’s shy. She won’t wanna go to the lame party tonight with the whole tribe.”

“It’d be the perfect time for you to take her aside and tell her you’re more than in love with her,” Embry joked. Paul mumbled something explicit about minding his own business and grabbed his keys and jacket.

“Have fun on your date tonight hot shot,” Seth called as Paul left to pick you up.

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“Hey Y/N,” he greeted as you got in his car. You leaned over and gave him a kiss.

“Hey. How was your day?”

“Great now that you’re here, before now, decently ok.”

“It was your turn to check on the woods last night, right? How’d that go?”

“Good. Lots of trees and animals and more trees. You’d like it,” he smiled.

“You’ll have to take me sometime then.”

“I’d love to,” he kissed your hand.

“What are we doing tonight?”

“You’ll have to wait and see.” He drove back to his house and lead you inside. “I have some delicious steaks to prepare and, afterwards, I have Jane Eyre for us to watch.”

“You rented Jane Eyre?” He laughed and nodded. After you were done laughing you asked, “Can I help make dinner?”

You were in the kitchen helping when Paul asked if you could grab the pepper from one of the cabinets. You stood on the tiptoes and stretched your arm out trying to reach the pepper on the shelf. A large chest pressed against your back as a hand passed yours and grabbed the pepper. “Thanks,” you said as he handed you the pepper. You handed it right back to him so he could keep cooking, “Thanks,” he said back to you.

The food was great for Paul having been the cook. You took a seat next to him and waited for the movie to start. Paul slowly moved his arm around you shoulder. He waited until you leaned into him to sink back into the couch.

The movie was over sooner than Paul was prepared. “That’s how it ends! But what happens with Jane and the one dude?!” You laughed tiredly, “Now you get why it’s one of my favorites, right?”

“There’s something I should probably tell you,” he said looking at you almost asleep on his shoulder.

“Oh no…You have a crazy wife in your attic?” You pretended to look nervously towards his roof.

“No. It’s about pack life…” You sat up as best you could. “Remember how I refused to leave you alone until you agreed to go out with me and gave me your number. It’s because I had to.”

“Is this some 80s/ 90s movie where someone bet you to get the shy girl?”

“No. No. Not at all. I…I imprinted on you. I had to so I wouldn’t lose you.”

“Imprint?”

“It’s this unfaltering love that we get. There’s one person in the whole world that’s our other half and when we find them we imprint. They are our other half and we can live without them but we never feel alive.”

“And you’ve done this…with me?” He nodded. “I guess I don’t have to worry about getting my heart broken then right?” You smiled and leaned into him.

“How is it possible that you aren’t phased by this. I told you I was a werewolf and you didn’t bate and eye and now this…”

“I’ve read a lot weird fantasy novels,” you joked.

“I love you,” he moved your loose hair behind your ear.

“I love you too. I’m also tired now,” you chuckled. He picked your small frame up with ease and carried you to his room.

“You take the bed tonight, I’ll take the couch. Goodnight, Y/N.”

Edogawa Ranpo and the shit he does -
  • [In the morning]:
  • Dazai: Hey Ranpo-san, can you pass me the sugar?
  • Ranpo: Sure. [shoves Atsushi towards Dazai]
  • [Later at lunch]:
  • Fukuzawa: Ranpo, pass me the salt.
  • Ranpo: Okay. [picks up Kunikida]
  • Fukuzawa: ...Nevermind. Pass me the pepper instead.
  • Ranpo: Roger! [picks up Yosano]
  • Everyone: ...
Just Go

Kim Hanbin (B.I)          x          You (Reader)

Genre: ANGST


You invited your best friend to your house this afternoon to cheer you up because you miss Hanbin so much and you’ve been feeling too lonely lately.

“Heeeyy Y/N!”

“Hey Dahyun-ah! You don’t have any schedule for this afternoon, right?”

“No, it’s okay. I’ve finished my schedule. What’s up?”

“I don’t know. I miss him so much.”

“Ah… I know…” she hugged you tight.

“But iKON is doing really well right now. I mean, they’re already big. Every rookie or even my sunbae(s) know iKON. Your boyfie is amazing.”

Dahyun knows about the industry too well since she’s also a part of a girl group. Despite her busy schedule, she always try make time for you. She make sure that whenever you need her, she’s there. She’s a good and caring best friend.

“But… You know, I miss him. I haven’t see him for like, one month?! I mean, I understand his job and I support him… But there was a certain time like this, I need him by my side and I miss him so much. Sometimes I cried, alone. Missing him but unable to tell him because I don’t want to disturb him.”

You talked about him with Dahyun for a couple hours. Suddenly, your heard a knock on your door.

“The pizza is here!” You get up and walked towards the door.

“Wait a minute!!!!” You yelled and opened the door.

Not the face of the delivery chicken, but the face of your boyfriend standing there. The face that you’ve been missing and longing so much. Standing in front of you.

“Surprise.” He said with his innocent smile. A box of pizza in his hands.

“Wh…Wh…” You looked at him, can’t even move because you’re very surprised.

“Ouh, c’mon babe.” He finally drop the pizza and hugged you tight.

“I miss my girl. What u doin?”

“So I invited Da—“

“Heeey Dahyun-ah!” He high-fived and hugged her.

“How’s work?”

“Yeah.. so-so.” She giggled.

“Hyun to come over..” You whispered to yourself.

To be honest, you want him for yourself. You haven’t meet him for like one month, and now he’s here but he’s talking with someone else. You just can’t stand it.

“Let’s eat dinner together..!” Hanbin shouted as he pulled your waist to his body

“Cool.” Dahyun agreed immediately.

“Okay let me changed my cl—“  You want to change your clothes because you want to look pretty in front of him.

“No babe, you’re perfect.” He kissed your cheeks.

But there’s no end for their conversation. Hanbin held your hand but he kept talking to Dahyun, you put your head down and tell yourself that you’re okay with that.

“What’s wrong, pretty?” He lifted up your chin and you shook your head.

“Nothing.” You tried to smile and Hanbin kept talking with her. WITHOUT knowing your feeling.

After you arrived at the restaurant, you walked behind Hanbin and Dahyun who were talking about their world. You kept your smile and you put your head down again. Finally you thought to yourself,

No. I can’t keep doing this.

“Binie, could you please pass me the pepper?”

He handed you the pepper and that was it.

“Binie, I’m pretty tired right now.” You put your head down again.

“Hang in there.” And he continued his conversation with Dahyun.

What the actual hell. Who’s your girlfriend?! You thought to yourself and feel yourself burning up.

“But Jaebum sunbae keep looking at me with his disgusting look. I mean like, what should I do?” she said.

“You don’t need to worry. He’s a warm hearted person, if he does something mean to you, call me.” He laughed

Call me my butt. Did he think that he’s her knight or something?

“Babe, my head hurts..” You said laying your head to his shoulder. He just looked at you without saying anything or touching your head to make sure that you’re okay.

You think that you’re so fucking done here.

He doesn’t look at his hurting girlfriend.

You got up and went to the car. It’s been 20 minutes since you’re gone and HE DOESN’T EVEN TRY TO LOOK FOR YOU.

You just breakdown and cry at that moment, you tried to call Bobby but he didn’t pick up and you tried to call Junhoe but he didn’t pick up either. You just spend your time crying inside the car. After 10 minutes, finally someone opened the car.

“I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU INSIDE!” he yelled.

You looked at her with your puffy eyes the tears still in your eyes. “I’m sorry.”

“WHY ARE YOU CRYING?!?!?!?!” He yelled even more.

“I’m sorry.” You felt too awful to talked to him.

“WHY ARE YOU KEEP SAYING THAT YOU’RE SORRY?!”

“YOU DON’T HAVE TO SAY SORRY WHEN YOU DIDN’T MEAN IT.”

Hanbin yelled in front of you and stratched his hair.

“Dahyun-ah. I’m sorry I think you have to go back by yourself. Be careful!!” He said to Dahyun and waved his hand. He entered the car and drove back to your home.

You can’t stop crying and he doesn’t even take a look at you or hold your hand. He turned into a cold asshole.

Bobby called you, “Hey, what’s wrong?”

“N…nothing. I’m fine.” You’re shaking

“Hey you can tell me it’s okay. I can go to your house right now.”

“No. You don’t have to. I pressed a wrong number.”

“But your voice doesn’t sound like you’re fine, lady.”

“…It’s ok. Talk to you later. Bye Bobby.”

He glared at you and continue driving. Without saying a single word.

You entered your house with Hanbin behind you. He slammed the door, “WHY DID YOU CRY?!”

“I’m sorry.”

“CAN YOU STOP SAYING SORRY?! I’M SICK OF IT.”

It’s not the first time for you but you can’t get used to this version of Kim Hanbin, you can’t get used to a cold Kim Hanbin.

“I’m fine.”

“WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS LYING?!”

“WHAT I AM SUPPOSED TO DO WHEN I’VE BEEN MISSING MY BOYFRIEND FOR ONE FUCKING MONTH, AND WHEN HE GOT BACK HE KEPT TALKING TO ANOTHER GIRL, LIKE WHAT THE HELL. I MISS YOU SO FUCKING MUCH AND YOU KEPT IGNORING ME!” You finally yelled him about your feelings.

“SHE’S YOUR BESTFRIEND AND MY FRIEND. SO I HAVE TO KEEP QUIET IN FRONT OF HER?! AND WHY THE FUCK DID YOU CALL BOBBY?! YOU NEED OTHER BOY TO KEEP YOU HAPPY WHEN YOU HAVE ME?!”

“I have you but I feel like I don’t have you.” Your tears keep falling and falling.

“I’M SICK OF YOU!!!!!” Hanbin yelled in front of your face and you can’t stand him anymore. You ran to your bedroom and locked yourself while you spent your time crying. Getting hurt by his words, actions, and him.

You fell asleep and woke up at 2 in the morning. You’ve been thinking, the best thing for you two is a break up. You can’t deal with this kind of Hanbin.

You walked outside bedroom, Hanbin was sleeping in the sofa when you made your way to the kitchen to have a cup of cold water.

You finally stand beside him, “Hanbin-ah. I know you’re not asleep. You can’t sleep like this.”

“I thought about us, I thought about your career. I thought about it all, I think we need to break up.”

“It’s the best decision for you. I don’t want to disturb you. Since you’re sick of me, I’ll let you go now. Let’s break up.” Your heart shattered into billion pieces but you can’t help but to do this. You love him so much so you’ll let go of him now.

“It’s….” you started to cry

“The best for you.” You went back to the kitchen and cried in front of the sink.

Then you feel a warm muscular arms wrapped around your body.

“Let’s not do this.” He said with raspy voice.

“I can’t… I can’t…”

You finally turned your body.

“What now?” You looked deeply into his eyes.

“Hanbin-ah. It’s the best for you. I’ll be fine. It’s okay.”

“But I’m not. Let’s stop.” He cut you out

You led him to your bedroom to have a talk.

“Hanbin-ah, here’s the thing—“

“No. I don’t want to.” He started to look desperate

“I’m sorry, I’m not a right state of mind. I’m sorry I hurt you a lot. I’m sorry I’m such a douchebag. I’m sorry for saying all those awful things. I’m sorry I’m being childish. I’m sorry I’m an asshole, I’m a bastard. I’m the worst boyfriend in the world. I’m sorry. But I can’t let you go I can’t..”

You opened your mouth, shaking, “But you can find someone else. Better than me. I’m just a college student, ordinary girl, not those beautiful faces of girl groups. I’m not perfect, I’m just a girl.”

“You are my girl.” He said and hugged you tight

“Nothing will ever change that. I’ll try to be better. I’ll try to treat you better. I’ll try to make everything work out for us. I’ll fight for us, okay? Give me a chance to be better…. Please.. I can’t leave you.”

“Hanbin-ah.. It’s for your own sake.”

“But the only person that keep me sane is you. Having you is the only thing that keep me sane, Y/N.” Repeating his words.

He still hugged you tight and you let your body go from his arms and crawl to your bed. Covering yourself with a blanket.

Looking at your boyfriend’s eyes that full of tears make your heart ached a lot. No matter how many time you tried to break up, you just can’t. Either he or you will keep going back to one another. You can’t leave each other and you know that.

“Please…” Hanbin keep begging with his eyes full of tears

After a minute of silence, you talked to him.

“Binie,”

“please put me in a good sleep. I’m tired.”

He looked at you and smiled as his tears fell down,

“Anything for my lady.” He crawled to the bed in 0.000001 second and he hugged you like a pillow. He wrapped his arms and legs on your body to keep you warm and comfortable.

“I’ll try to better, I’ll try to be a good boyfriend I’m sorry. I love you Y/N”

“You are my girl and nothing will ever change that.”

You finally smiled in front of his chest, feeling his heartbeat.

“I love you too.”

A few more advanced spells regarding fidelity.

Chili Pepper Spell

While you partner is sleeping, pass 2 red chili peppers over them, never actually touching them to the person, as if you were vacuuming their aura. Concentrate on you partner’s rambling nature being drawn into the peppers, his inclination to wander terminated and his passion for you filling the void left by the disappearing desires.

When you’re finished, lay one pepper against the other to form a cross. Safety pin them together and when you have chance, hide them under your partner’s side of the mattress.

Fidelity Candle

Powder caraway seeds, cumin, and licorice root and add to grapeseed oil. Carve a figure candle to represent your partner; dress with this oil and burn.

Hair Spell (Commanding/Compelling)

Obtain a lock of your lover’s hair. Sprinkle it with Command & Compel Oil. Place it in a small piece of white linen, wrapping it toward you, knotting it securely shut with blue, red, or gold silk thread.

Carry this in your pocket or a charm bag.

Hair Spell (Perfume)

Obtain two strands of your lover’s hair and tie them together with two strands of your own. Place these hairs inside a bottle of your favorite fragrance together with an Adam & Eve Root. Every morning, ideally before he or she awakens, place a drop of this fragrance under each of your arms.

Lodestone Fidelity Spell

Place two matched Lodestones and some of the botanical skullcap into a satchel. Be sure to add a lot of the botanical or several extra layers of fabric as Lodestones are hard and you want this spell to remain a secret.

Sew the satchel into your partner’s pillow.

So, there are a few more for the more practiced Witch. The Chili Pepper spell and the two hair spells seem like they would be especially powerful to me. Good luck and let me know if you ever need anything else.

-Nettle.

Elijah

Imagine : Teasing Elijah at a family dinner which ends with a punishment in the bedroom later. (SMUT)

Originally posted by raleighbeckets

So maybe you were trying to get Elijah to react, to snap and carry you away from Rebekah’s lavish home. 

So maybe you were hoping to have some sort of fun at the end of the night.

But how could you not, when Elijah was looking as fantastic as ever with his beautiful smile, form fitting suit and perfect hair. Being his wife, you wanted nothing more than to pin him onto the bed and worship him.

But you much rather enjoyed Elijah’s darker side coming out to play, where he immediately turned rather kinky.

You had worn a tight black dress to the family dinner, doing your hair and makeup perfectly to look absolutely flawless to Elijah. You always did anyways, but you wanted to look your best. 

So you turned up at Rebekah’s house with your husband, who was already suspicious of your plan to seduce him at dinner. Rebekah immediately pulled you into the kitchen to help her with the rest of the meal while Elijah joined Klaus in the lounge for a drink.

“Something tells me that you are planing something evil, Y/N,” Rebekah smirked as she saw you give Elijah a sexy smirk as you walked away. “You look hot as ever, and you seem to be giving my brother bedroom eyes.”

“Is it a crime to seduce my husband?” You responded by, a large grin making it’s way on your face. “If anything, this is his payback for teasing me the entire day.”

“Well, I’m not going to ask,” Rebekah laughed. “I’m just going to hope you keep it to a minimum at the dining hall, alright?”

“I make no promises,” you shrugged, helping her with the rest of the food.

You sat beside Elijah during the dinner, Rebekah and Klaus sitting opposite of you. While Rebekah attempted to ignore the subtle touches you gave Elijah, the looks he was giving you, Klaus simply smirked, watching knowingly. 

Elijah nearly lost his composure with your teasing when your hand came to rest on his upper thigh, just beside his hardening length. You kept it there, squeezing occasionally as you ate. He hissed once under his breath, one hand coming to rest over top of yours in a silent plead to stop your teasing. 

You, of course, did not. Instead of asking him to pass you the pepper, you reached over him, taking this opportunity to put your breasts on full show, as well as brush your hand over his manhood. The beyond angry look you received was enough to have heat pooling between your thighs and a smirk on your lips. 

When the two of you were finally released from Rebekah’s home, Elijah gripped your wrist tightly, racing you home, where he then shoved you against the wall roughly, after locking the front door. 

“How dare you,” he seethed. “Parade yourself in front of my siblings, taunting me, and then dare to touch me, in front of them.”

“All’s fair in love,” you told him in a cocky voice. “What are you going to do to me, Elijah? Are you going to punish me?”

Elijah growled, his hand sliding to your throat as he pressed you harder into the wall. “You dirty girl,” he said, his hot breath fanning across your face.”You wanted this, didn’t you?”

“Hmm, I would do anything for your cock,” you growled back, your smirk wide as you watched his eyes darken in lust. 

His hand roughly made contact with your ass, and you moaned, your hips jolting forward into his. “Give me a reason why I shouldn’t rip this dress from your body and fuck you right here,” Elijah demanded, his plump lips hovering over your ear. 

“Because I’ve been a bad girl,” you whispered to him, somehow managing to press your chest to his, the swell of your breasts right against to his pectoral muscles. “And I deserve to be punished, daddy.”

The growl the came from his throat was beyond hot, and it had the heat growing between your thighs as Elijah picked you up, carrying to the bed where he threw you down. He had no intentions of being soft as his hands roughly ripped the fabric of your dress.

“That was my favourite,” you whined to him, pouting at your ripped dress.

His hand was to your throat suddenly, and you choked, looking directly into his lust blown brown eyes. He was gorgeous, the way he let his instincts take over to dominate you. It only made you weaker, wanting him. “Good little sluts don’t talk back,” Elijah growled, and his hand slapped your pussy roughly.

You squeaked, closing your eyes from the surprising amount of pleasure you got from his rough contact. Biting your lip, you nodded. “Yes sir,” you whimpered. After being Elijah’s wife for centuries, you knew the drill. 

He ripped away your tiny red thong, growling as he felt the soaked material. “You are always prepared for me, aren’t you?” His fingers pressed into your clit with a surprising amount of pressure, causing you to cry out. “So wet for me, aren’t you, Y/N?”

“Yes, only for you daddy,” you whimpered out. His fingers rubbed your juices along your womanhood, spreading them thoroughly. Without another word, Elijah slid two of his thick fingers into your dripping core, which your cired out, withering helplessly underneath him. 

He expertly thrusted his fingers in and out of you, his lips attacking your breasts. You were moaning like crazy, one hand skimming his bicep while the other knotted in his hair. 

Elijah didn’t seem to like your ability to touch him, and within seconds, he had tied you using his tie, to the headboard, his fingers still pounding into you relentlessly. “Oh fuck!” You cried as your orgasm became closer, you legs beginning to shake. “Fuck, baby, daddy please let me cum, oh please.”

“Do you deserve an orgasm?” he seethed back, his thumb rubbing harshly against your clit. “I don’t think you’ve been good enough for an orgasm, Y/N.”

“Please!” you begged, your eyes rolling back as your walls clenched around Elijah’s fingers. You had been waiting for him to dominate you all night, and now that he was finally doing so, you couldn’t control yourself.

Elijah added two more fingers, pumping in and out of you with insane speed that caused you to scream. Just as you were about to climax, Elijah pulled away his hand and delivered a harsh slap to your pussy.

“Elijah!” you begged, your legs withering as your orgasm was postponed, the warm feeling in your stomach slowly fading. 

“You don’t get to come,” he told you darkly. He began to strip himself of his clothing as he watched you, your legs spread eagerly for him, your pussy glistening at you beautifully. Elijah wanted nothing more than to slide his cock into your tight snatch and fuck you so hard you forgot your own name.

And that’s exactly what he did.

Revealing his hard cock from his boxers, he rubbed his tip harshly against your clit, which caused you to cry out again, aching for him more. “Do you want my cock, sweetheart?” Elijah cooed.

“Yes, I want it so bad,” you began. “Please fuck me, fuck me until I’m sore, please. Use me, Elijah.”

He needed no further encouragement, having lacked an sort of friction or attention he needed that night. He grunted as he thrusted into you, listening to you cry out and tug against your restraints. 

“Such a tight pussy, Y/N,” Elijah cooed. “So warm. I’m going to destroy it, doll. You won’t remember who you are when your done, is that clear?”

“Yes, yes, yes!” You chanted, spreading your legs further for him. One of his hands grabbed your breast, kneading it harshly as the other pinned you down by your throat, his hips going into overdrive as he pounded into you. 

You were screaming out, wanting nothing more than to touch him. His lips attached themselves to the opposite breast that he was kneading. He seemed to know what you were thinking, as the hand that was on your throat reached up, swiftly untying you so that you could touch him.

One hand dug into his bicep as soon of you were free, the other clutching the back of his neck as you panted, throwing your head back. You let out a short scream as he dug the tip of his cock to your cervix, withering underneath him.

“Have I found your spot, Y/N?” he mused, but his voice was breaking due to the immense pleasure of thrusting into you, your tight walls squeezing his thick shaft even more, earning you a grunt. “Fuck, Y/N.”

“Elijah, please let me cum,” you managed, your breath caught in your throat. 

Elijah pressed his lips to yours, kissing you passionately as one hand slide down to where the two of you were connected, rubbing your clit fiercely. “Cum,” he hissed against your lips. “Make a mess of my cock, Y/N.”

You lost sight of everything as you clutched him tighter, your body arching into his as you let go. Elijah was letting go shortly after, his warm seed spilling into you as he panted in your ear. 

You began to relax as he gave you another soft thrust, his lips meeting your lovingly before he pulled out, cupping your cheek in reassurance.

“Thank you,” he whispered.

“No,” you giggled back. “Thank you. I love you.”

Elijah smiled, gathering your sore body in his arms as he kissed your forehead. “I love you too, dear.”

“You kept your promise,” you told him. “I’m sore.”

Elijah simply laughed, urging you to sleep.

The Other (Bucky x Reader) Part 9

Summary: Being a mutant with abilities is difficult enough, without having all this soulmate business to deal with in addition. Y/N meets hers in the least expectant place, but isn’t necessarily as thrilled as he’d hoped. However, a drastic turn of events require them to go to desperate measures to preserve what little they have.

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Part Nine

He came home from work around nine o’clock, visibly tired. He hung his jacket up and kicked his boots off, and you immediately walked into the kitchen and started heating up some pizza for him. He went into his room to change, and you set the table for him. He came out again, wearing nothing but sweatpants this time around as well, and you had to prevent your breath from hitching.

“Hey,” you said, and he sat down at the table.

“Hey.”

You sat down opposite him, fidgeting with your sleeve.

“You alright?” you asked, and he looked up. Nodding, he looked back down and took a bite.

“Yeah.” You gave him a weird look. Things were obviously not ‘alright’. He noticed the look you gave him and sighed. “I’m fine.” He turned back to his food, but you still weren’t convinced.

“You don’t look fine.”

He glared at you.

“I told you, I’m fine! Just drop it!”

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