person: it was me or her babe

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Hey guys. Came to work today and the rest of the group that went to Sweden this weekend was back. My giiiirl brought me a monster because they doesn’t exist here. THANK YOU. Also some chocolate, so freaking sweet she is. My Lithuanian babe (what are the odds to find her on this little small island in Norway??)

Made some dinner when I got home from work. My roomie left this morning so I’m now officially living alone, but I made food for like ten people. Anyway 🤷🏻‍♀️😂

It’s super warm today, like wtf? I have eczema all over my body so I don’t know if my walk will happen today. The heat just makes it worse. Sucks so much.

I want you to kiss me. like I’ve never been kissed before. slam me against the wall. get your hands tangled in my hair. grab my hips and pull me closer. scratch up and down my back. grab the back of my neck. kiss me. tangle our tongues. bite me. bite my lips. my neck. my chest. kiss me and never stop. please? 

The first time I met you keeps replaying like a broken record in my mind. Nothing has made me feel more alive in such a long time but your smile surely did it. My stomach filled with butterflies and my heart filled with warmth – waiting to be in your presence was far too long.
Nothing could compare to looking over and seeing your beautiful smile and hearing your laugh. And my god, I didn’t mean to stare because I was always taught staring is rude, but how could I not stare at the most beautiful fucking work of art I have ever seen.
You see, I have always loved art and I have always loved mysteries, so perhaps that is why I could not take my thoughts off you. I could compare you to “Starry Night” by Van Gogh, but I don’t even think that could define the work of art and beauty that you are. You are so mysterious and it attracts me more and more everyday because I want to know every last thing about you.
I will never forget the first time you laid your lips on mine and kissed me. Everything around us went quiet and quite literally I felt fireworks inside of me. I think about you sleeping next to me, and my god I am so cold and am in need of your warm touch again.
You make me feel so calm, but at the same time you cause a ruckus inside of my body. When I say ruckus, I mean having you next to me makes me feel as if I could run a 5K marathon and never stop. You make me feel so much and then some.
I pray to God you never leave my mind, the thought of you makes me feel again.
—  j.n 

anonymous asked:

Marichat "don't be fucking rude" prompt (your writing is great btw)

Thank you anon! I am glad you like my writing ^_^ (I should be writing more stories, but I am sniffly and finding doing long form hard so i am taking a break by doing drabbles. Hopefully it will clear my head enough to finish the chapter I wanted to get done today!) 


WARNING: Some strong language and suggestive themes! You have been warned.


“What are you staring at?” Marinette cried at last, whirling in her chair to face Chat Noir who was mere inches from her face. 

“hold still, I am trying to count your freckles,” he said completely unperturbed by either her close proximity or her glowering expression. 

“Have you ever heard of personal space?” she hissed, “Don’t be fucking rude!” 

Chat blinked but showed no other sign of being deterred by her wrath. “I can’t count your freckles accurately from across the room, now hold still.” 

Marinette groaned but did as he asked, figuring it was easier to just indulge his insanity and get him out of the way then try to argue with him. She had no idea what had lead to Chat Noir’s bizarre visit today, or his sudden unprecedented interest in her life, if his non-stop questions earlier were anything to go by. 

“Are you almost done,” she whined, trying not to think about why she was finding his closeness so unsettling. 

“Just about,” he grinned, and her heart gave a traitorous little thrill. He really was unfairly pretty. 

“You have 27 freckles across your nose,” Chat said leaning in even further until their noses bumped. “And just for the record princess,” he said his voice dropping to a sultry whisper, “I am not fucking rude. When I am fucking I am extremely accommodating,” and before she could move he darted forward, kissed the tip of her nose and hurriedly ran away, laughing. 

The next morning Marinette trudged blearily into class. Her night had been restless, in no small part to the flurry of daydreams brought on by Chat’s parting comment. Even her icy cold shower this morning had done little to stop her wandering mind or flushed skin. 

“Good morning my bestest best friend who I know far better than Adrien know’s Nino!” Alya crowed as she dropped down into her own seat. 

“Are you two still going on about that?” Marinette sighed, dropping her head against the desk and wondering if she could try sleeping through class, or if she ran the risk of subjecting herself to another Chat-infused dream session. 

“This is the last day of our epic battle,” Alya said with feigned shock at Marinette’s disinterest. “I am going to 50 Euro richer before class even starts. Where do you want to go for lunch?” 

“What if Adrien wins?” Marinette ask, cracking one eye open and looking up at her friend.

“Eh, he gets to pick my next 3 articles on the Ladyblog. But there is no way he is going to win. He would have to get my question right- doubtful- AND I would have to get his wrong, and there is no way Adrien knows anything about you that I don’t already know.”

“OK,” Marinette mumbled. Closing her eyes again. 

“Ah the man of the hour and his supposedly hertosexual life mate,” Alya cried. 

“We like to keep our love free from the tabloids thank you,” Marinette heard Nino say and Adrien let out a light laugh.  

“OK Agreste,” Alya said, “my final question, to see if you know my boyfriend as well as I do-”

“He does, you’re gonna lose babe.” 

“Shut up honey.” 

“Just giving you a head’s up.” 

“What,” Alya continued, “Is Nino’s favorite childhood ice cream flavor?” 

“Trick question- Nino didn’t have Ice cream till you took him to get some on your guys second date.” 

“Damnit! Still, you haven’t proven that you are the most observant person in this little circle, you still haven’t given me my question. Despite your impressive line of questioning thus far, I defy you to come up with something about Marinette that you know and I don’t.” 

Marinette was glad her face was plastered against the side of her desk to hide her flaming face. 

“OK,” Adrien said mischievously, “how many freckles does Marinette have across her nose?” 

Marinette’s eye shot open. 

“You don’t know the answer to that,” Alya said warily. 

“Just answer the question,” Adrien said smugly, “or do you admit defeat?” 

“19,” Alya said nervously. 

“Wrong, 27. Looks like I win.” 

Whatever response Alya was about to give was cut off by Marinette’s loud, piercing scream. 


Four Sentence Prompts: 

Warning- I will NOT be taking repeat prompts! Only one drabble per prompt! (See the list here: http://baneismydragon.tumblr.com/post/159474846531/reposting-so-i-can-edit )

Tease (M)

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Genre: one shot, angst, fluff and a little bit of smut

Word Count: 3,298

Request: for @shesdreaminginoverdose :  Hi author-nim can I request 33 with Baekhyun fluff and a bit smut (*´艸`*) 

Summary: (33- “Bite me” “If you insist.”) Ever since you moved next door to Baekhyun, you have been the victim of his teasing and you had enough. 

A/N: Hey everyone, this is my first one shot from the prompt list I posted a couple days ago. I will try to post the other requests soon (btw I didn’t proofread so sorry if there are any mistakes). Enjoy!

Originally posted by littlebyuns


You run into school late, your hair everywhere and your breathing rigid. It’s your first time being late, your alarm clock not ringing for some reason.

Thankfully, you get to class before the teacher arrived. You walk into the chaotic classroom full of rowdy students talking, laughing, and throwing things around. You walk to your seat in the front of the classroom, planning on just studying when suddenly a body steps in front of you.

“Hey Y/N,” smirks Baekhyun.

You roll your eyes, not wanting to deal with him so early in the morning. “Move Baekhyun.”

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His || Jungkook || 0.17

Member: Jungkook x Reader

Type: Angst, Fluff, Smut.

Teaser | 0.1 | 0.2 | 0.3 | 0.4 | 0.5 | 0.6 | 0.7 | 0.8 | 0.9 | 0.10 | 0.11 | 0.12 | 0.13| 0.14 | 0.15 | 0.16 | 0.17 |

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If I Had A Star (Lin x Reader)

Word Count: 9,636 (YIKES)

Warnings: swears, little nsfw

Authors Note: I KNOW ITS LONG BUT I PROMISE YOU ITLL BE WELL WORTH IT. LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THOUGHT!!! IM YELLING IM SO HAPPY I FINISHED THIS!!!! 

Summary: a series of short stories to your forever. 

(each bolded word starts a new short story, the horizontal lines also divide each story.)

Dedicated to:

@hamilton-noodles Jo is a blessing to this earth. THE MOST eloquent person I have ever come across. I personally give this story to her, and all the stars in the sky. I want to publicly thank her for being one of the best people I have ever met (PERIOD) I love her so much and she is my bestest of the best friends. 

@adolescenthowell RACHAEL was my first friend on this blog and I want to thank her for reading my shit, facetiming me when I need motivation to write, and most importantly sticking by me. She is so talented and I love her. 

@fanfrickinhamiltasticimagines Sophie is the kindest human being alive. I want to give her all my thanks for proof reading for me. She is an amazing human being and so so out of this world talented. Love ya girl!

@whatdimissmotherfuckers Ruby for being such an adorable little bean. She’s the most giving yet still sassy person ever and I admire her self confidence. I hope you keep doing you babe. Her art and writing is the BESTEST. AND I ALSO LOVE HER DEARLY.

Not requested

Masterlist


If life had worked out perfectly; you would have never met him. You took the wrong train going downtown. Stupid, you knew, but being a first time New Yorker was hard. You wandered the streets aimlessly until you found a subway station late at night, hoping and praying you’d be able to find your way back home, your phone having died hours ago. You sat on a bench tapping your foot anxiously waiting for your train going up when a subway car rattled its way to your station. You were passing the doors when you saw a man runselfning down the length of the aisles in the subway car, singing loudly with a pair of headphones on. He didn’t notice you immediately, but when his eyes finally fell on you he practically tore off his headphones and stopped dead in his tracks. You gave him an awkward smile before he blushed red and returned one.

“Can you help me with directions?”

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anonymous asked:

Prompt- Lily is on her period and James is sort of uncomfortable with the whole menstruating thing but eventually is really cool and supportive.

  • “oh my god, are you dying?”
  • james finds lily on the floor in the bathroom, covered in sweat and in a loose baggy t-shirt which he realises with a start is his
  • out of respect james hurries out before lily can scream at him
  • he takes out his phone and is ready to diall 999 and call for an ambulence because lily is literally the strongest person he knows and something must be very wrong with her to be in that sort of condition 
  • she looks like hell when she finally comes out. white, ghoulish skin, prominent eye-bags and chapped lips that could do with thousands of sweet, toe-curling kisses
  • and yet she’s still the most beautiful person he’s ever seen and he still gets those damn butterflies every time
  • “do you need me to call 999?” 
  • she’s staggering to the kitchen like she’s an 85 year old pensioner who forgot her walking stick. she’s mumbling something, her cheeks a little flushed as she sits down on a chair. something like ‘eve’s in the house’
  • he knows no one called eve
  • “i’m sorry, i didn’t catch that.”
  • “pardon?”
  • “lily, babe you really need to speak up a bit-”
  • “I SAID I’M ON MY PERIOD!”
  • “……..oh.”
  • he has no idea what to do
  • lily is obviously in a lot of pain, that much is certain; she’s just sat in a chair, going ‘bugger’ and swearing like there’s no tomorrow
  • he’s super uncomfortable because well, when he was younger he once found his mum’s tampons and lets just say when she came home they both had a humiliating and mortifying conversation 
  • he’s never had any experience (can he even call it that?) about women and their periods. what is he supposed to do?
  • but then he remembers when lily looked after him two months ago. he had the worst flu ever, was stuck in bed for 2 days, was sweaty, had a runny nose, he lost his voice and ached all over 
  • but lily was there literally through it all. she was there, to listen to him say ‘babe, if i die please dont forget to eat that tuna in the fridge because it’s been in there for two days and it’ll go off’ only for her to snort, chuckle and say that she’d nurse him back to health. and she did. 
  • so now it’s not just that he’s obligated to do the same, but, heck, she’s the love of his life
  • that’s how he ends up in tesco 20 minutes later. staring, half traumatised, at sanitary towels. 
  • does she want ?normal? or those beasts which say ultra night 100% protection? he buys both. and gets neurofen express period pain, buys a bag of maltesers and the newest cosmopolitan magazine
  • the cashier is a middle aged woman and she beams at him when it’s his turn. 
  • ‘your wife is lucky to have you. what a wonderful gentleman.’ 
  • his hand cluctches the small box inside his coat pocket almost insantaneously. he gives it a tight squeeze before smiling and hurrying back to lily’s
  • she’s on the sofa now and as soon as he gets in he rushes to the kitchen and is making her a tea before she can even ask
  • “can i have a sugar though this time, please?”
  • he doesnt even bat an eyelid when he asks how many and she says, oh so casually, “three…. and a half
  • he runs her a hot bath, puts the items on the floor and sits, twiddling his thumbs. he holds the box as he waits, maybe he’ll have to ask her another time… but as soon as he hears the bathroom door open he hides it
  • “you okay?” 
  • he sits with his arms around her, stroking her soft hair and feeding her maltesers as they sit through episode after episode of friends. 
  • she apologises and he says she has nothing to be sorry for. being there for her is the only thing he wants to do
  • she smiles. he smiles. she says she feels a little bit better now, but he still insists on making the next three rounds of tea
  • that’s when he hears her voice ring through the living room and into the kitchen
  • “james… what’s in this box?”
Come Clean - Part 3 (Final)

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 3,262

Summary: The reader catches Jensen snooping through her phone.

Part 1 Part 2


“What the hell was that, Jensen? Tell me now.” Danneel demands angrily narrowing her eyes.

“Um…she…well…I’ll be right back, ok?”

“What?!”

“Just give me a minute! I have to talk to Jared.” Jensen bolts to his costar’s trailer without waiting for a reply.

“What’s up?” Jared asks when Jensen bursts through his door like a mad man.

“What did Y/N say?”

“About what?”

“Don’t fuck with me right now, Padalecki.” Jensen growls surprising them both.

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Dean Winchester x Sister!Winchester Headcanon

*Dean calling you “Shorty” , but when you are hurt “Babygirl”

*Being the only one allowed to call him De besides Sammy

*Looking up to him, and admiring how much he’s been through yet he’s still so strong

*Him being super protective of you, and he always has an idea of where you are at.

*You being as determined as your mother, and Dean always admiring that in you

*Him being your dad and your brother

*Rocking out to 80’s music together.

*Stealing his flannels, when yours are dirty

*Even though he act like your father, you give him and Sam the motherly care they needed

*Him always standing up to John when it comes to you

*Teaching you how to fight monsters

*Crying every night over your brother when he gets taken to Hell

*Trying to find a way to rescue him

*Never leaving his side when he gets back

*Teasing him that him and Cas are a thing

*Him teaching you how to drive the impala, and how to fix her up. You know almost everything about Cars from him

*Grieving and asking yourself again how this happened when he is sent to purgatory

*Scouring the Earth to find something to help get rid of the mark

*Watching your brother slowly become less and less like himself by the day and slowly turning into some sort of monster as time goes on

*Dean trying his damndest not to hurt you when he becomes a demon, but fails miserably.

*“De, please-, this is not who you are!” , “I can’t stop, Y/n! I can’t stop!” “De- please, I will always love you.”

*Him not being able to look you in the eyes weeks after he gets turned back into a human

*Calming him down at night when he gets nightmares of all the things he’s seen

*Him always making you sleep with your door open, or near him at night. He’s always afraid that the same thing will happen to you as it did Mary. It keeps him up late at night

*Loving to eat junk food together, and watch crappy tv shows

*Whenever he pisses you off by bringing you to hookup with ladies, you always go out of your way to ruin his night by him not getting any.

*“Dad! There you are, is this going to be my new mom?”, or… “Babe, why are you flirting with her? You and I are together! How could you do this to me??? *Throws drink in his face*. Personally, your favorite is to go in the bathroom and find the girl he was hitting on. “Hey, that guy you were flirting with back there gave my sister the clap. You might want to steer clear of him!”

*You guys bantering over something that’s nonsense

*Loving your big brothers more than anything in the world


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no guarantees

When the knock falls on his door in the middle of the afternoon, Chowder is so grateful for the distraction from his homework he could cry.

He gets up, opens the door, and smiles–it’s Farmer, and she has a cardboard tray with two carry-out cups from Annie’s in her left hand. Kissing her briefly in greeting, he grabs one of the coffee cups. (It doesn’t matter which he takes, since they both drink it the same way anyway-no cream, two sugars.)

“You just saved my life, Cait,” Chowder informs her, sitting back down in his chair as she sits cross-legged on the bed. “I’m pretty sure another two minutes of staring at this screen and I’d, like, snap. Like those people on the news who are just, you know, postal workers or whatever, but then one day out of nowhere they try to stab a nun or something.”

Farmer raises an eyebrow. “That bad, huh?”

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13 Reasons Why Preference - Coming Out as Bisexual

A/N: These are only going to be one or two sentences each, depending on the person. And please respect that I do not wish to write for Courtney Crimson, Bryce Walker (for obvious reasons), Ryan Shaver, Marcus Cooley and Tyler Down.

Hannah Baker

Originally posted by alyciadubnamcarey

“You are?” Hannah asked, with a smile on her face. “Really? Okay.”

Clay Jensen

Originally posted by iminlovewiththeshape0fyou

“So you like guys?” *nod* “And girls?” *nod* “But you like me the most, right?” *laughs and smiles* “Yes, Clay, no matter who I like, you’re my favourite.”

Justin Foley

Originally posted by rafaelasgomes

“Hey, Babe?” You said, finally gathering the courage. “I’m Bi.”

Justin’s eyes widen. “You’re bi?” He asked, slightly shocked.

“Yeah.” You nodded.

“Okay. Does that mean we can ask G/N to join us?” He asked, with a small smirk on his face.

Zach Dempsey

Originally posted by knightlley

“Does that mean I have an entire gender to compete against now?” Zach exclaimed.

You began to smile. “No, dumbass. I still only love you.” You laughed.

“Oh, okay, good.”

Alex Standall

Originally posted by gabbiesworld

“Lex, I’m bisexual.” You announced.

Alex’s eyes locked with yours. “Okay.” 

“Really? You’re okay with it?” You asked, happy that he accepted you.

“Of course,” He said, smiling. “I love you, and as long as I’m the only one you love, it doesn’t matter to me.”

Jeff Atkins

Originally posted by knightlley

“You’re bi?” 

“Yeah.”

“You still love me, right?”

“Yeah, Atkins, I still love you.” *laughs*

“Then everything’s good.” 

Jessica Davis

Originally posted by ameliashephcrd

“You’re bi, Y/N?” Jessica asked.

You nodded, slowly. “Yeah. Jess.” you said, anticipating her reaction.

“Me too.” She simply stated.

You were shocked. “You are?” 

She nodded. “Yeah.”

“Okay. Pick a movie while I do the popcorn.” 

charmer week day 2: first date

“Em. Em. Em.”

Em was lying on her bed, lazily turning pages in her book. She refused to look up at Caitlin.

“Emily. Emilyyyyyyyy…”

Em turned another page in her book. Caitlin could see a smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth.

“Emily Rachel Eastman,” implored Cait. “Light of my life. Most generous roommate. Finest setter on the Samwell Women’s Volleyball team. Do I look okay enough for this date?”

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Do you ever just look at your girlfriend and think “wow I am so in love with this person” like this person is dating ME. This person chooses ME. This person loves and adores ME. Do you ever just get so lost in adoration and admiration for who they are as a person that it leaves you speechless? Because lately it seems like all I can manage to say is “wow” the moment I see her. Sometimes though, I drown so deep in her love that I can’t even manage that. I just sit there silently admiring her like she’s the very first star covered night I’ve ever seen. She leaves me speechless because I can see the way she smiles with her soul. And damn, if everyone could see what that looks like, I swear they’d fall in love with her too.
Periscope- Brendon Urie

You woke up in you boyfriends bed after taking a nap. you could hear Brendon’s  angelic voice being accompanied by the piano. This was one of your favorite things about staying at his house. He always woke up before you and sang. You had been going out for the past 6 months and his fans didn’t know. He said he wanted to keep you away from the hate you were going to get from them. You were glad he wanted to protect you from it, but it was only a matter of time before a picture was going to be leaked of the two of you or someone caught you two in public.

You made your way downstairs in hopes of being able to sneak up on Brendon. You tiptoed into the living room and saw him at the piano. He was singing This Is Gospel, you came up behind him and wrapped your arms around his waist. You laid your head on his back and he stopped singing and looked straight forward.

That’s when you peered over his shoulder and saw he was periscoping.

“Oops.” you said into his back.

“Hold on guys.” Brendon said turning the periscope off and looked at you.

“Sorry.” you said feeling guilty that you just revealed the big secret.

“Don’t be it was only a matter of time before they found out.” He said kissing your lips.

He picked his phone up and saw that a bunch of people were tweeting him.

“Looks like they caught on.” he said showing you pictures that people screen shot off of his periscope.

“We can still cover this up if you want. You can’t even see me, all you see is my hands.”

“No I think it’s time they know. I love you and they will love you, and if they don’t then they suck and don’t know what their missing out on.” you smiled at him and he brought you down to sit next to him on the piano bench. He sat his phone back up and just before starting a new periscope he looked at you.

“You ready?” he asked.

“Sure.” you nodded and he started streaming.

As more people started view he started answering their questions.

You being the shy person you were just sat there.

“Yes this is my girlfriend. No she’s not using me and for you to even think that is cocky. Yes she’s very beautiful that’s one of the many reasons I love her.” he answered the questions.

“Why doesn’t she talk?” he read one question and looked at you and chuckled. “You wanna answer that one babe?”

“I talk, I’m just sorta shy.” you said timidly.

Then the comments were filled with ‘omg her voice is so sweet.’

‘How long have you been dating.’

“Almost 7 months right babe?” Brendon questioned and you nodded your head.

‘What’s her name’

“You sure you want them to know?” Brendon asked you. You shook your head yes and he kissed you.

“Her name is Y/N. It’s a beautiful name for a beautiful woman.”

‘Aww, you guys are so cute together’

‘Y/S/N’

“Okay guys I’m gonna go now. I have to enjoy the rest of the time I get with Y/N before she leaves for the day.” Brendon said and ended the stream.

He turned to you and you smiled.

“You’re so pretty when you smile.” he completed.

“Not as handsome as you.” you said back.

He wrapped his arms around you.

“I should probably head out soon. I don’t want to be stuck in traffic all night.” you said.

“No, don’t leave. Stay another night.” he whined like a little kid.

“Brendon, I’ve stayed the past 5 nights. Aren’t you sick of me yet?”

“I could never get sick of you.” he said kissing you. “You know what, I think you should move in with me.”

You looked at him wide eyed.

“Don’t you think that’s a huge step, like you really have to love someone a lot in order to deal with them all the time.” you said. You loved Brendon with all your heart. He was perfect for you, but were you for him?

“Y/N, I love you so much. Come on, you spend all your time here anyways. You’re perfect for me and don’t deny that I’m perfect for you, because I know I am.” he said proudly but joking.

“You’re right. I think it’s a good idea.” you said and Brendon’s face light up with excitement.

“Really? This is great.” he said standing and picking you up. He spun you around and you giggled at his childlike excitement.

“I love you Y/N.”

“I love you too Brendon, but please put me down.” you said and he put you back down but didn’t let go of you.