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Celebrating pride month with the kiddos!

anonymous asked:

Okay okay but like imagine inej comes back after being gone for a while catching slavers and stuff and then kaz is at the docks waiting for her and he's like I need ur help for a heist and she's kinda disappointed cuz she thought he'd be more kaz than dirty hands towards her when she got back but she's like sure I'll help but really it's all made up and he comes up with this elaborate plan for a heist but it really leads to a spot that has like a date set up or something like that

This is so adorable and all I need in my life. Kaz with a secret romantic side, I’d die. But look since Kaz is an awkward seventeen year old after all—whose most complex con is his own veneer of detachment—I imagine it differently. 

I mean this is the same kid who waited to talk to her because he didn’t know what to say. And then when he finally did he started going over plans they’d already established. The same boy who found her parents but didn’t know how to take her reaction so he started on about if things didn’t go as planned they’d be picking up her corpse instead. 

This boy has no idea what he’s doing when it comes to Inej. So imagine he tells her about a heist but it’s real. Except it’s not complicated and he could’ve done it alone. They’re only breaking into some rich guy’s place. Knowing the homeowner is out of town and there are only two men guarding the front entrance, Kaz anticipates the empty mansion. 

He set this entire thing up because he doesn’t know how to ask her out on a real date.  

While they’re there he starts to uncharacteristically linger. He appraises each piece of art in the extensive collection even though he’s not interested in stealing either of them. He just wants to hear her opinions. And when they get upstairs to rummage through the wife’s jewelry his quick lock pick fingers clasp a bracelet on her wrist while she’s not looking. When she feels the cold links draping her wrist, he walks away as if nothing happened. (Inej decides not to keep it, but doesn’t mean she isn’t flattered)

When she catches up with him she’s still blushing bright red and he’s raiding through their food. This is the most time they’ve ever spent in someone else’s place and it becomes clear to her then he’s after alone time with her, not anything in the house.

They end up sitting across from each other on the marble floor in the kitchen. With only the glow from a small candle, they pass a plate of fancy desserts, catching up on things they’ve missed.

It’s not long before the wife and kids come home and they have to leave. They climb out of a window, stumbling over the box of hibiscus that hung from the ledge. Laughing, they sprint down the street as they dust dirt from their clothes. They run all the way to Wylan’s because that’s where she plans on staying. When they say goodbye and she shifts through her pocket for her spare key, she pulls out a handful of the flowers and gasps. When did he even pick them up? How did he slip them in her pocket?

She watches him walk away, shaking her head. He turns and smirks before disappearing into the billows of smoke. She buries her nose in the flowers to breathe them in, smiling as she pushes into the house.


For the first time in a while, normalcy, or the closest thing they could obtain to true normalcy, returned to the Avengers Tower. Steve, Wanda, Sam, and Clint were welcomed back after hours of debating with the Accords. Perhaps since Bucky didn’t return with them, it was easier for the government to forgive them, considering their acts of justice in the past.

Even when they returned, tensions were high between some of the Avengers. Steve could tell Wanda was still facing hardships and obviously Rhodey’s accident made the people who sided with Steve feel awkward, despite their apologies. Steve knew that it’d be a while until they felt like a true team again. It was understandable, after all. He just wished he could at least help with whatever Tony was planning, yet refusing to reveal.

He had no idea that the plan was involving you. Of course, he hadn’t seen you since his accident in World War II. You didn’t make yourself known if you didn’t have to. You couldn’t stand violence and only used defensive moves to stop someone. The British government contacted you to protect the country from time to time, but you tended to help people with a shadow to hide in. It was an amazement that Tony Stark found you. You did work with his father, so Tony took the information from his father’s things.

A box was waiting for you when you arrived at the apartment that you were currently staying in. You left Themyscira younger than your mother had wanted for you to fight in the war alongside the soldier that landed his plane on the shore. Regardless of your appearance matching one of a teenager’s, the government covered for you. Obviously going to school for the rest of your life would just be tiresome so you were jobless when you saw the box.

The familiar logo jumped out at you when you opened it. Stark Industries. You hadn’t seen any of the Starks since World War II, yet you heard that Howard and Maria had died. It must be from Anthony then. Inside was a picture that you forgot about. There you were, looking the exact same, standing among the soldiers from World War II. People wouldn’t believe that you fought with them, since you looked young, but there’s the proof. There was a little note. I found it among my father’s belongings. We should talk. - Tony Stark

Finding a flight to New York where the Avengers are located was less than ideal, but it didn’t stop you from booking a flight. The flight was particularly boring as you thought about what Tony Stark might want from you. From what you heard about the Avengers, they were just recovering from their own personal fight. Captain America, or Steve, was as passionate as he was in the war, although this time, his passion was not welcomed. Thinking about the possibilities, you looked out the window. The plane ride reminded you of what brought you to humanity in the first place.

When you landed, you weren’t entirely surprised how easy it was to find the Avengers. It had been a while since you were in New York and it was quite busier than you remembered, but you acted casual as you approached the Avengers Tower. It wasn’t everyday that people connected to your past requested your presence.

F.R.I.D.A.Y. announced in the kitchen, “Mr. Stark, a woman is outside, claiming that you invited her. Would you like to see who?” Steve looked at Tony curiously as Sam asked, “Who’d you invite?”

“No one,” Tony dismissed before responding to F.R.I.D.A.Y., “I know who it is. Let her up.”

Steve didn’t like being kept out of whatever Tony was planning. He asked, “Do we know her?”

Looking at him, he laughed a bit at his own inside joke. Steve looked at him like he had lost it until he turned to the elevator opening. Looking the same as you did on the battlefield, Steve was shocked to see Y/N Y/L/N standing in the Avengers Tower. Of course, you weren’t wearing your battle gear, sticking with casual clothes, but your golden tiara still rested on your forehead and your bracelets were peeking out under your sleeves. He was shocked at how casual you looked, since Steve remembered you from the war. You had led the rescue mission from Hydra with him. Despite all this, he did recall one nickname you were rather fond of.

“The Star Spangled Man with a Plan,” you stated with a small smile, “I did hear that you got out of the ice.” You talked to Agent Carter every so often, but you didn’t bring the sensitive topic up.

“Y/N of Themyscira,” Steve greeted with a respectful nod. You used Y/L/N, but it wasn’t your true last name. Of course, when Bucky left, another old friend looking exactly the same came back. “Always a pleasure.”

Tony looked between the two with an almost bored expression, before cutting in, “Now that the reunion is over, I’d prefer to talk with Miss Y/L/N.” He looked at the small group who had gathered and added, “Cap, since you know her, you can stay.” The group dispersed at the mention, some looking at you curiously before they left. Steve glanced at you and nodded with a knowing smirk about what would happen.

Turning to Tony, your eyes weren’t necessarily angry, but they were ablaze with passion as you spoke in a tone commanding respect, “If you wish to be formal, call me Princess Y/N of Themyscira, daughter of Hippolyte.” You hated being called Miss, since that wasn’t your title. Although your preference is no formalities, if people are adamant about using a title, you will not settle for anything less that who you truly are.

Tony was shocked for a couple of seconds before appearing casual about it. Your appearance always threw people off, but Tony appeared to be reminded. You didn’t want to add that you knew his parents before he was even thought of, since it made you seem like a bitter old person. Your stance was like your tone. It demanded respect. You learned that people wouldn’t listen to you unless you didn’t give them the option of ignoring you.

After your conversation with Tony Stark, you had quite a lot of consider about your future. Not that it looked different from now. The only thing that could change would be whether or not you accepted his invitation to join the Avengers. Personally, you knew Tony’s emotions could make him fight first and talk later, if the fighting between the Avengers proved anything. You also knew of the benefits of actually being an Avenger.

You’d have to uproot your life and leave behind your background in England once the soldier took you from Themyscira. When you arrived at England with him, he was the one to convince the others to let you fight. You thought of him as your closest friend. He had been dead for many years and, whenever you visited his grave, you realized how much you were forgetting about him slowly. To leave England would be as if you were officially letting him go.

In order to give you time to think, Tony and Steve let you be, giving you some places in the tower they thought you might enjoy. That’s how you found yourself floating in an indoor pool. Technically, you could swim with your tiara and bracelets, yet you took them off. After a while, your hair fanned around your head as you floated on your back.

The water was slightly heated, reminding you of the water in Themyscira. You closed your eyes and it all came back. The forestry and buildings. You could almost hear the training and smiled sadly when you remembered your fellow Amazons fighting for goodness in humanity. Your mother, Hippolyte, looked over the community with pride.

Then the memory changed to the water you dived in to save the soldier who crashed his plane into the ocean. He had began to close his eyes as he lost all oxygen by the time you got to him. Your mother was wary of the stranger, not willing to send anyone to help the humans in the war. You tried to sneak out with him, only to be caught by your mother. She looked at you, her greatest joy in the world, and let you go, to save humanity. What you were told Amazons did.

The war was truly terrifying, yet you charged to stop the cruel enemy. You led soldiers with the soldier that crashed on Themyscira. There were times that he doubted the full extent of your powers, but you earned his trust regardless. You found out your true lineage after the war, when you discovered that aging didn’t effect you like it did other people. That’s when the government decided to protect you and you continued your mission as an Amazon at night.

Your recollection of past memories was interrupted by someone entering the room. You immediately stood up in the pool and faced whoever walked in. It was a boy, probably a teenager, with a backpack and school books in his hand. He seemed just as shocked to find himself there. “Mr. Stark told m-me to welcome the guest t-t-to the tower,” he stuttered slightly before clearing his throat, “You’re Wonder Woman.”

You felt complimented by his awe and only nodded. His eyes wandered to the table where your tiara and bracelets were placed. He immediately went to them and hesitantly touched a bracelet. Getting out of the pool, you wrapped a towel around yourself and stood by the boy. “I’m Peter, by the way,” he stated, still looking down. When he looked up to see you beside him, Peter jumped out of shock and rambled, “Sorry. I didn’t mean to-I mean, it’s not that you’re scary- I’m not easily startled, but-”

He stopped when he saw you put on your tiara so he picked up a bracelet and began talking again, “Bracelet of Submission, huh? I always wondered why you wore these. They’re great deflectors, but why not a shield or something with a larger surface to block?” Peter tried to put the bracelet on you before you quickly pushed him back so he couldn’t fasten the bracelet on you. “Oh, am I not supposed to do that? I’ll just put it down.” He hastily placed it on the table.

“We wear them to remind us of our slavery under Hercules. They’re to lower our ego,” you explained carefully, not wanting him to think you didn’t like the boy you had just met, “Aphrodite made them indestructible with metal from the Aegis, making them have the surface area of a shield.” You looked at him cautiously as you fastened on the bracelets to your own arms. “I pushed you away because our strength is lost if a man fastens our bracelets.”

Peter stuttered a bit more, “Y-y-yeah. I won’t touch those t-then.” You were even more of a legend then the Avengers to Peter. The demigod has been a constant for Europe long before the Avengers formed. You had survived through so much. He expected you to be stoic so he wished that he’d stop being a stuttering idiot around you. “I’m Spiderman, by the way!” His outburst slightly shocked you so Peter continued in a calmer tone, “I mean, it’s pretty cool.”

“Oi, Spiderboy,” Tony called as he walked past and stopped at the door, “I sent you to say hi, not scare our guest.” He turned to you with more respect than he had originally presented you with. “Y/N, we’re planning a patrol at nighttime. Would you like to join us?”

You nodded firmly. “If I can be of any assistance.” Tony nodded back and left the two by themselves.

“It’s not Spiderboy,” Peter meekly called after him. Of course, he met one of his favorite heroes and looked like a complete fool throughout the entire meeting. “I have a bunch of homework,” he excused himself, “That I have to get done before the patrol. Nice meeting you, Y/N.”

“It was nice meeting you, Peter,” you replied politely, planning to swim once he left. When Peter left, he couldn’t help but wonder what it must have been like. Your true age is hundreds of years old and you were stuck in a teenager’s body. He wondered if you ever acted like a teen.

The stories revolved around a fun loving Amazon helping humanity from itself. Years of wars and helping certainly wore down on a person. While you lost the reputation of carefree, you helped humanity time and time again in countless wars and battles. You’d sometimes hear the parting words uttered by your mother as you gave up your life on Themyscira.

“They do not deserve you.”

RFA + Saeran at the Zoo

Requested by someone: Sorry! Tumblr deleted our messages, so we hope this is what you wanted! 


  • He wanted to take you to see different beasts ;)
  • He has to wear a hat and a mask to make sure you aren’t disturbed by fans
  • Complains that his selfies with animals aren’t as nice as they could’ve
  • Whenever they get to the bigger, scarier animals, he comes behind you and hand bites you
  • You scream in surprise and he gushes at how cute it was
  • By the fiftieth time, you’re getting really annoyed
  • You lose him in the penguin section
  • “MC! Look at them waddling! So cute!”
  • He imitates their walk and people stare, but you think it’s so cute
  • Buys you a stuffed wolf
  • Howls and nuzzles you with it
  • Gets flustered when you say you’re going to name it after him


  • You take him here as a surprise
  • Because he absolutely adores animals, and is studying to become a vet…good gift, right?
  • Lights up like a puppy as soon as you get there
  • There’s a photo booth with a green screen letting you take pictures with different animals
  • Yoosung was unfortunate and wore a green shirt, effectively making him a floating head
  • He’s so bummed, but you have to suppress your laughter
  • He rattles off a bunch of facts about all the animals
  • He’s high-key trying to impress you and show he’s been studying
  • Both of your phone storage gets full by the end
  • He has hundreds of pictures of animals, and you have hundreds of pictures of him looking at animals
  • You might take him to the zoo every week because him around animals is just soo cute


  • She’s been really stressed with work lately and finally has a weekend off
  • A new zoo opened up in town, and she says she hasn’t gone since she was a very little girl
  • You immediately get tickets
  • She’s a little hesitant and weird at first, because she feels out of place
  • Then she gets to hold a koala
  • She has a new found love for animals and gets very interested in all of them
  • She compares all the animals to Zen
  • Her favorite animal, she finds, is the peacock (you wonder why)
  • While she’s occupied, you buy her a peacock bobble head and planner for her office
  • She proclaims they are now her most prized possessions–next to her DVD collection


  • He googled “cute date ideas” and the zoo came up (dork)
  • Tells you to get dressed
  • “Wear something wild” he says.
  • “What????”
  • He actually forgoes the three piece suit for once…instead wearing only a button up and a tie.
  • The tie has paw prints on it
  • When you get to the zoo, you finally understand his comment earlier about dressing wild.
  • He’s a bit smug when you find humor in his joke
  • He buys those passes where you can go behind the glass and pet certain animals
  • He’s a bit disappointed when they won’t let him pet a tiger
  • “I’m really good with cats though.”
  • You convince Jumin to get those animal hats
  • You take so many pictures of him in monkey ears
  • He buys you a HUGE stuffed animal
  • Also brings home a few souvenirs for Elizabeth the 3rd since she couldn’t accompany you…this time


  • You get home after a long day at work
  • There’s a note on the counter and a small, pink bag
  • The note says, “They say you should buy something you wanna see your girl in. ;) See you at 3pm, babe.”
  • You’re a bit nervous and check the bag
  • Inside is a t-shirt half a tiger on it and accompanying tiger ears
  • You wear it and when he comes to pick you up, you see he’s also wearing the ears…and a shirt with the other half of the tiger on it
  • A few selfies later, you’re off to the zoo
  • It was literally like you two were the only one in the zoo with you having your own little conversations
  • Selfies with all the animals
  • You both pitch in to buy Saeran a stuffed hyena with a button to press to make it laugh


  • He needed to get away from his enthusiastic brother for the day
  • You’re both casually eating ice cream and see a sign promoting the new zoo
  • Since you both were free–and he was in no rush to get home–you decide to go
  • He’s actually really fascinated by all of them
  • You take a bunch of pictures of him staring at them, his mouth hanging open
  • They have a dolphin show that day
  • The only seats open are the splash zone
  • You. Get. Soaked.
  • Although, he tried to protect you from a few of the larger splashes
  • You really want to get something matching from the gift shop, but not being too flashy
  • He picks out turtle bracelets for you both
  • They’re so cute, and he’ll never tell you but he rarely takes it off 
New Man (Part 3)

Originally posted by myachaelclifford

Part 1, Part 2

“In two weeks. I’m really nervous because if Raine doesn’t like him or they won’t get along I’d have to end things.”  You also hoped Luke wouldn’t ruin that date either, but there was no telling with him.

     You foot tapped at the floor in nervousness and your hands became clammy as the seconds ticked by. Your attention was drawn back to Raine the minute she let out a tiny whine. “What’s wrong?” you asked, head tilting to the side in question and eyebrows furrowing. You reached out to straighten the romper she was wearing, eyes meeting her hazel ones. Raine pointed at the ground and your eyebrow rose.

“Crayon!” she exclaimed and pointed at the floor again. You looked down and noticed the purple crayon she had been drawing with had fell to the ground. You leaned down in your spot and swiped it off the floor. “Crayon,” Raine said again. You sat it in front of her and then glanced at your watch. 

“Scott’s late baby girl,” you said in a light voice. You grabbed the wrapper the straw had came in and began to make tiny rips into the paper. After planning this date for weeks, Scott was finally meeting Raine and you were extremely nervous. The plan was to meet up for lunch and then go to Chuck E. Cheese. “Did you have fun seeing your grandparents?” you asked Raine, trying to distract yourself from Scott not being there. Luke had asked you to let him extend the time he had with Raine and so she ended up spending a few more days with him. You were happy to have your baby girl home and it was just in time for her to meet your boyfriend. Your phone vibrated loudly against the table and you picked it up. It was a message from Scott.

Sorry I’m running a little late, but I’m five minutes away. I can’t wait to meet Raine!

You smiled at the message and let out a sigh of relief. You had to get use to someone messaging you about going to be late. Whenever you were with Luke he would just show up when he wanted. You’ve often had to postpone stuff to accommodate him running off schedule. Now that you were with someone new you didn’t have to worry at all. Just five more minutes and then the real challenge would begin.

Raine curiously stared up at Scott and her head tilted to the side as she studied the stranger standing in front of her. You had gone on a bathroom run and by the time you and Raine left the restroom, Scott was sitting at the table. You bent down until you were at Raine’s height and your chin rested on her shoulder. “Raine Cloud this is mommy’s boyfriend, Scott,” you told her in a sweet voice. The young girl blinked at your words and you could feel her inch back into your embrace. “She’s a bit shy when meeting new people,” you explained to Scott. He had been standing at a safe distance away from the two of you. Rocking on the balls of his feet in nervousness. 

“Hello, Raine it’s nice to finally meet you. You mom has told me so much about you,” Scott said, holding out his hand and bending down to Raine’s height also. Raine shifted in her spot and then timidly looked up at you. You gave her a smile and nodded your head in a sign to say it was okay. 

“Hi,” Raine timidly smiled, reaching out to grab his hand. Scott grinned at the sound of her voice and you could visibly see him relax. He let out a small chuckle and shook her hand. 

“Did you order yet?” Scott questioned, watching as you picked Raine up and placed her back in the high chair she had been sitting in. You shook your head and slid into the booth. 

“No I just ordered something to drink,” you told him. Scott nodded and tapped his fingers against the table. He was still nervous and wasn’t sure what to say to you with Raine sitting there. The child had went back to drawing and was babbling on about some show. She was talking as best as she could, some words being real and the others just sounds since she was still learning how to talk. 

“How are you feeling?” Scott asked. You let out a deep breath and gave him a small smile.

“Terrified,” you truthfully said, “I kind of thought you weren’t going to show up for a second.” Scott looked shocked at your words and you shook your head. “It was only because you were late and usually when that happens, in my case, I get stood up,” you laughed, trying to lighten the mood. Scott’s hand reached out to grab yours and his thumb brushed over the back of your hand. His eyebrows had furrowed in worry, but the smile on his face stayed. 

“I would never stand you up especially for something like this,” Scott reassured. Granted Scott had been scared the minute you told him you wanted him to meet Raine, but Scott liked you a lot and your daughter was apart of your life, so if he wanted to be in it…well that meant he had to meet the young girl that was the light of your life. “I’m glad to be here,” he said. You smiled at his words and Scott turned his attention to Raine. “Hey, Raine I brought you a present,” Scott said grabbing her attention as well. You watched as he pulled a small box from his jacket pocket and placed it in front of her. Raine grabbed the box with her chubby little hand and hit it against the table in curiousness. You took the box from her and began to peel the wrapping paper off. 

“What’s this?”you questioned in the voice you used to talk to her. You placed the paper you had ripped down on the table neatly and then opened the box with a smile. Inside was a silver bracelet. Similar to the one Scott had gotten for you, but only smaller to accommodate a child’s wrist. 

“I thought mother and daughter should match,” Scott explained. You picked up the bracelet and saw Raine’s name engraved on the side just like yours. 

“Thank you. Raine what do you say?” you said, clipping the jewelry onto the child’s wrist. You gave Scott a smile and he sent you a wink.

“Thank you!” she chirped, going back to what she was previously preoccupied with. A few minutes later the server arrived to take your orders and the date officially began.

     Raine began to wiggle about in your arms when she spotted the familiar Chuck E. Cheese place. “Chucky! Chucky!” she exclaimed, pointing at the building in excitement. The two of you had gone to this family entertainment center about fifty times. The child growing to like the place. It was almost like a second home for her. You laughed in response and looked at Scott. Raine had already grown to like him in such a short period of time. 

“If you start spoiling her like you spoil me then she won’t leave your side,” you warned him in a joking manner. Noticing how the small child was already reaching out for Scott in hopes that he’d hold her. Scott grabbed Raine from your arms and laughed at your words.

“How can you not spoil someone with this cute face,” he rhetorically asked. With one hand Scott held the door open for you. After paying to enter the place, you found a booth to sit in. Just as you all were getting settled a call came in. You looked at your phone and saw Luke’s face light up on the screen. 

“Can you watch her for just a minute?” you asked Scott, holding your phone up to indicate that you needed to take the call. Scott nodded and went off to buy some token so Raine could play the games. “Hey, Luke,” you said trying not to sound annoyed by his call. 

“Hey where are you?” Luke questioned. You glanced at your surroundings and contemplated on telling Luke exactly where you were.

“Uh I’m at home. Why?” you lied, deciding you didn’t want Luke to know Scott was meeting Raine today. Your eyes landed on to the spot where Scott was and he gave you a smile and whispered something to Raine. Seconds later her attention turned towards you and she waved. 

“You’re home? Really?” Luke paused and you could hear something banging in the background. “Can you hear me knocking?” he said in annoyance. You rolled your eyes and sighed. 

“Luke you don’t need to know my whereabouts. I’m out for the day if you must know,” you said in monotone. Your eyes stayed locked on Raine. Even though you were allowing Scott to watch her for a few minutes and you trusted him, you were still protective over your child. 

“We were suppose to meet up for family day remember?” Luke questioned trying to jog your memory. You lips parted in surprise and your hand flew up to your head. Family day was something you and Luke did twice every month. It had been a mutual agreement. Only to allow Raine to spend time with both her parents together in one room like before. 

“Shit, Luke it totally slipped my mind,” you sighed, silence filled the line and you let out another sigh. “We’re at Chuck E. Cheese today, so can we reschedule?” you asked.

“Why don’t I just come there? That’s a family place,” Luke said. You could hear a door close in the background and the car starting up. “It’s the one you always go to right?” 

“Wait Luke I seriously thin-” your words were cut off by him talking. 

“I’ll see you there,” Luke said, hanging up the phone. You couldn’t believe the conversation you just had and glanced over at Scott in worry. Introducing him to Raine was hard enough and now that Luke was on the way you weren’t sure what you were going to do. 

“Hey what’s wrong?” Scott questioned. The look on your face was a frown and he could tell something was bothering you. 

“Um so I forgot today was family day with Luke and I tried to reschedule, but I told him we were here, so now he’s on his way,” you said, catching your breath at the end. Scott bit onto his bottom lip and looked at you with worry too. 

“So you’re telling me Luke is on his way here. Like here here?” he asked. You nodded and a nervous smile made its way onto your face. “Wow okay-I guess that’s fine,” he muttered. Scott hadn’t been the biggest fan of Luke ever since the two met a couple of weeks ago. You knew he was lying and you knew Scott didn’t want to say anything in fear of insulting the father of your child. Luke was permanently in your life and Scott couldn’t do anything to change that.

Luke had a scowl on his face when he spotted Raine in Scott’s arms. You already knew what was running through his head. Being the first to approach him before he could come up and cause a scene. “I thought I told you I didn’t want him to meet her,” Luke hissed, shooting daggers in Scott’s direction.

“And I told you it wasn’t your decision, so be nice and don’t scare him off,” you said through a fake smile. Luke mimicked your smile and approached Scott.

“Dada!” Raine shouted the minute she spotted her father. Luke smile turned into a real grin and he held his arms open as the child did a small jump from Scott’s arms into her father’s. 

“Raine Cloud! How’s my baby girl?” Luke asked, peppering her face in kisses. Raine giggled in delight and you smiled at the sight. You were brought back to your senses at the feeling of Scott’s arm wrapping around your waist. Raine began to talk to Luke her words being jumbled as she spoke. Luke nodded and made small comments as if the child was making sense and you could see his demeanor change as Raine took his attention off Scott. 

“This is going to be fun,” Scott whispered in your ear, stepping away to greet Luke. “Nice to see you again,” Scott said, shaking Luke’s hand. Luke’s eyes looked Scott up and down and he smiled. 

“Yeah. Sorry to barge in on your date,” Luke apologized.

“It wouldn’t be the first time you’ve done it,” you muttered under your breath.

“Family day is just really important to me and it’s the only time where I’m not busy with work,” Luke explained. Raine had gone quiet, resting her head on Luke’s shoulder, and sucking on her thumb. Luke had always had that affect on her. Being somewhat of a human teddy bear for when she was upset or just wanted to be held. You sat down and just watched the two men in your life talk. Surprised that Luke was genuinely being nice right now. He had never been fond of another man looking at you. Especially one that you were dating. “Oh what do you do for a living?” Scott asked. Your eyebrows rose in surprise, mainly because you assumed Scott already knew. Luke’s career wasn’t really a secret and the band he was in had been in the media enough for someone to recognize them on the street. Luke’s reaction to Scott’s question was similar to yours and you expected him to say something snarky, luckily Luke didn’t.

“I’m in the music business,” he told Scott. “In a band called 5 Seconds of Summer.” Scott’s face lit up as he realized exactly who Luke was.

“Oh you’re Luke Hemmings. Like the actual Luke Hemmings?” Scott questioned, “I thought you looked familiar, but I didn’t want to assume anything.” Luke shrugged Scott off and his attention was now on the little girl in his arms. 

“Let’s go play some games,” he said, giving Raine’s cheek a big kiss before placing her down and grabbing her hand instead. As the two walked away Scott was left back with you. Scott was in a daze as he walked back to where you were and sat down. 

“So you dated and had a child with Luke Hemmings,” Scott said in shock. You could tell he was getting intimidated. Luke’s career was way above his and it made Scott feel inferior to your ex. You could already see an invisible cloud looming over Scott’s head. Usually when one of the guys you’ve dated found out about Luke or Raine they didn’t stay around too long. Though Scott lasted for three months, so you didn’t expect his new found information about your baby daddy to scare him off that easily. “That’s wild. How’d that happen?” he asked. 

“Long story that I rather not get into now,” you smiled. “I hope this doesn’t change your mind on our relationship,” you said, chewing on your bottom lip in nervousness. Scott grinned at your words and shook his head.

“No way. This makes me want to be with you even more and so far Raine likes me which is great.” You let out a laugh of relief and smiled. “Besides Luke lost out on the being with the most beautiful woman ever. Only an idiot would give you up,” Scott said. You laughed even more and Scott pointed over his shoulder “I’m gonna use the restroom,” he said, giving your lips a quick peck before leaving. You let out a deep sigh and your smile faded as you watched Luke and Raine from afar. Your thoughts were running wild and though you were happy being with Scott, you still felt a tinge of longing in your heart for Luke. Your mind traced back to the weekend you and Luke had spent together when you had first started seeing Scott. Though you two never spoke of that night once the weekend was over, something Luke had said during that time stuck with you. Something he had said when he was sober. 

“Let’s have another baby,” Luke whispered, his fingers trailing up and down your leg. The both of you were still winding down from having sex for like the tenth time that weekend. You giggled at his words and looked up at Luke. “I’m serious let’s get married and have another baby,” he said, sending a small kiss to your shoulder. You grinned at Luke’s words and his lips landed on yours in a passionate kiss. “I love you,” he said, kissing you some more.

“I love you too,” you whispered, a smile embracing your face as he kissed you even more. A few seconds later you nodded in agreement. “Are you asking me to marry you?” you questioned, skin feeling warm at the thought of actually getting married to Luke like you two had planned and having even more children. Luke pulled you closer as if that was possible since you were practically laying on top of him.

“I am…you know I bought an engagement ring for you?” he questioned. You shook your head and looked at him with furrowed eyebrows. “I was going to propose to you before you told me you were pregnant. I guess I was too caught up in the news to ask. Then we started having problems and…” Luke’s voice trailed off and he shook the thought from his head. His hand landed on your hip and he pinched at your skin. “I regret leaving you, Y/N. So I’m fixing my mistakes. I want this. I want you back in my life and I want my family back. Will you marry me?”  

anonymous asked:

Bellarke Fic were Bellamy finds out when Clarke’s birthday is and makes her her a ring or bracelet or picks her a flower or something?? :) - cause she should still celebrate her birthday even if it’s the apocalypse :) THANKYOU


Wow, k, so I saved this ask in my drafts and now it won’t post which is super cute. Sorry, anon. Anyway, I wrote this fairly quickly? It was just fun to write lmao. ALSO ty @bcnightsquad​ for inspiring me with the drinking game vignette you sent <3

Fandom: The 100
Pairing: Bellarke
Rating: G
Words: 1,381


Bellamy shouldn’t have expected to beat Clarke at pong. He saw her obliterate everyone at every alcohol fueled game during their time at the Dropship, but for some reason he still agreed to play against her tonight. He’s not bad, and she’s had to down a few of her own cups thanks to him, but Clarke has hardly missed a shot. Before he knows it, Bellamy is chugging his last cup in defeat.

“You know,” he says, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, “seeing as I’m a member of the guard, the legal drinking age is twenty one, and you’re only seventeen, I could arrest you right now if I wanted to.”

With a roll of her eyes, Clarke aims the browned, bent ping pong ball they used to play at Bellamy’s head. “First of all, age restrictions stopped being enforced the day one hundred kids were sent to Earth without adult supervision,” Clarke reminds him. It’s not a written rule but Bellamy supposes it’s true. Age is obsolete when all that matters is survival. “Second,” Clarke continues, “I’m eighteen.”

“Still not of age,” counters Bellamy. He tosses the ping pong ball back to her.

“Must we revisit my first point?”

Clarke’s age has never been something Bellamy focused on. She’s wiser than the oldest Arkadian and more mature than most adults. If her youthful features didn’t play a factor in Bellamy’s perception of her, he would assume she’s the most ancient person on the planet. It’s easy to forget that in reality, the only reason Clarke is on Earth at all is because she was just a kid.

And now she’s not.

Age isn’t important on the ground, birthdays even less so, but people are important. Clarke is important. Especially to Bellamy.

How could he have possibly missed her birthday?

“Since when have you been eighteen?” Bellamy asks.

Clarke shrugs, walking over to the other end of the table to stand with him. “Since Mount Weather, I think. Could have been before that. The council forgot to supply us with calendars.”


“Not that Priamfaya would spare me if I were still seventeen.”

“You’re literally turning a conversation about your birthday into a discussion about the end of the world.”

“My birthday was months ago, Bellamy.” Any humor Clarke wears slips from her face as she steps into his space. She stares him dead in the eyes when she says “the apocalypse is now.”

Trying for comfort, Bellamy slides his knuckles along the path between her elbow and shoulder. “You really know how to lighten the mood, Princess.”

Frowning, Clarke conks her head against his shoulder and rests it there. Into his sleeve she mumbles a halfhearted “shut up.”

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Rival (Mafia!Jungkook)

Plot: #022: “Sometimes I just can’t control myself when around you.” with mafia!Jungkook

Part: Two, Three, Four

Word Count: 969

A/N: so this one quote prompt inspired all of this to happen, I’m gonna have to turn it into a series bc it’s just too long for one post so this is part one of an unknown amount, we’ll see if you guys like this part and if you do, I’ll post part two and then three and so on, this will involve mafia!Jungkook (here) it’s kinda a tie between mafia!kook and gang!kook

If your leader knew you would fall for Jungkook, he would instantly move towns and drag you with him to keep you away from his rival. It had started accidentally, you had been sent to sneak into the rival’s warehouse where you knew they lived and kept their important information. You were supposed to sneak in while the rest of your group started a fight with them to keep them distracted, knowing that if they said the right words, they wouldn’t even have to step foot onto their property. You heard shouts outside as you stepped out of the car silently, leaving the door open to keep their attention on your group while they taunted their rivals. Maybe it was your fault for not noticing the group of seven only had six members yelling back, maybe it was your group’s fault for not noticing the youngest was missing.

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Requested by Anon

Pairing: Scott McCall x Werewolf!Reader
Word count: 646
Warnings: None, just sugary sweet.

Request: Can I please have an imagine where you knew Scott when you were little and you liked each other but you left town, but then you come back in S4 but he didn’t know and you got killed by the supernatural, and when Theo is bringing back his pack from the dead, he raised you too and Scott sees you and fluffy ending with Scott please! I’m so sorry if this is confusing, and I’m sorry that it’s really long. Thank you !!!!!!

”Do you miss her?” Stiles asks carefully as he walks up beside Scott, leaning against the lockers as Scott stands and look down at a bracelet you use to wear for ’protect’ before all the supernatural got to you both.

Scott were the one picking out just that bracelet since you always had a hard time choosing between more alternatives. He remembered it all too well because the day after he got the new that you would leave Beacon Hills, your father got a job position in another town.

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Yeah! This is a stim starter kit featuring all my stim jewelery:
It includes
Spin and squish earrins
Stretch, chew, and squish necklace
Stim bracelet
Clicking pearl stretch thingie
Skin picking/hair stretching simulator bracelet
And a felt themed case! Either plain (random colors), or pink kitties, blue cacti, or space!
This is $20 worth of stuff for half off OR LESS.

Fellcest- Siren Tradition

Inspired by @ammazolie‘s SirenFellcest(?)

Prompt: ‘What if giving jewels to sirens are part of a courting tradition in their society?’

Part 2: Swapcest- Siren Evolution

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Title:The Laws of Love: Chapter One

Summary:The reader is a a big lawyer and Dean is her assistant what they  don’t realize it that they’re both in love with the other but what will happen after Dean agrees to be her date for a party  

Paring: Dean X Reader 

Date: February ,7.2017

Word Count:2,708

Warnings:Language, smut and drinking 

Authors Note: I do really apologize for not posting anything in such a long time but I hope that this new series will make up for it  

Tags: @wrong-universe   @im-beautifully-sewn @lunarsaturn88
@deliciouslyshadowymilkshake @fangirl1029

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Mornings were always the best part of my day, because that first moment that she walked through the doors never ceased to make me go weak an the knees. The way she moved so full of confidence was enough to that to any man. Every morning just like clockwork she sauntered her way through the doors at 8;00.

 As I watched the doors to her office close I stood from my desk addressing my suit to make sure everything is in order before moving to grab her stack of case files and the coffee I had made a few minuets prior.

Walking through the door my senses are immediately filled with her, the soft smell of black cherry from the candle she often had burning invading my nose instantly calming my rapid heartbeat

“Good morning Dean. Have a nice weekend?” She greeted me with a friendly smile

“ Yeah my brother and I went to see a game Saturday. Did you do anything this weekend?” I ask in return

“Oh you know me, just the usual. So what do we have for this today?” She asked effectively changing the subject

“Well today you have a Mr. Novak called and said he’d be stopping in to have you look over his case before he takes it to judge Shurley ,a 10:00 meeting with the DA ,at 1:00 lunch with the governor, she said she had something important to talk to you about , and by the time you get back from that the Peterson file should be here for you to get started on.” I read off her schedule from my note pad   

“ Ok well notify me when he gets here and call in Sam to help with the Peterson case please.” She asks making little notes in her planer 

“Yes ma’am I’ll call him now” I say as I get up and head back towards my desk 

I had just finished my phone call with Sam when cas walked through the door, looking smug as ever.

“I have some business to discus with Y/N so if you’d kindly tell her I’m here.” He said starring down at me 

“Y/N, Cas is here to see you now.” I said over the intercom 

“ Ok thank you send him in” she responded as I waved him in 

~~~~~~~ readers Pov

“ Good morning Y/N, I hope you had a nice weekend?” Cas asks as he walks through my office door making me wish I had passed our most junior partner on to someone else for his training 

“Yes Cas I did but lets get to work because I have quite a busy schedule today. Now do you have your opening statements, witness testimonials, hospital records and police reports gathered?” I question as I read off the basics he should have 

“Yep I have them all right here.” he says as he hands me file after file of crumpled , dogeared, coffee stained  paper 

“Ok for starters you can not go into a courtroom with your paperwork in this condition, so once I’m done looking this over you will have to straiten them out, redo them or something because no one will take you serious if they look like this.
Now lets see how the actual case holds up.” I say as I begin to look through it all. After about 45 minutes I finally finish “ Well Cas it seems pretty strait forward, I think you should be fine.” I say handing him his papers back and walking him out the door 

“Thank you Y/N, would you let me repay you by treating you to lunch?” He asks biting his lower lip awaiting my answer 

“ Sorry but I can’t, I have lunch with the Governor so I’m going to have to decline.” I say trying to let him down as easy as I could, truth was I wasn’t looking for any sort of relationship at the moment and even if I was Cas just didn’t fit into what I would be looking for. 

“ Ok well at least let me walk you to the lobby?” hes asks still hopeful 

“I suppose so but I have to hurry or I’ll be late for my meeting with the DA .” I give in 

Just as I head back to my office to grab my purse I hear Dean abruptly stand up from his chair saying something about going to pick up the case files himself.

~~~~~~Dean’s POV

All three of us shuffled into the elevator and I pretended to busy myself on my phone as Cas continued to make apparently unwanted advances toward Y/N and I couldn’t stop the tightening in my chest every time he pointed out an aspect of her beauty, even though I wholeheartedly agreed with everything he said it still hurt to hear those words being directed at her and I wasn’t the one saying them, I wasn’t the one telling her how beautiful she looks , how her eyes shine when she laughs ,the way I love how adorable she looks when she picks at her bracelet when she gets nervous or uncomfortable, just the way she was doing now. Knowing I had to do something to help her in the situation I quickly bring her attention to me
“Y/N when was the last time you met with the Governor? Because I don’t remember ever seeing a call from her.” 

“I’ve never had lunch with her before but I did advise on the case when her niece was kidnapped to help make sure they were prosecuted with the maximum penalty, but that’s the only way I know her.” She answers just as the elevator stops at cas’s floor
I breathe a sigh of relief as I watch the doors close behind him, but I suddenly become all to aware of the confined space we’re in and feel my palms begin to sweat, no woman has ever had the effects on me that she has and we’re just sharing an elevator. A few seconds pass before she brakes the silence
“ Dean after my meeting I’m going to lunch so you might as well get yours while you’re out too, and I might not be back till after 2:00ish so if Sam gets here before I get back just have him get started without me”

“Yes ma’am I’ll tell him.” I say as I pocket my phone

“Dean don’t you think after three years you can call me by my name?” she asks with a slight chuckle. 

“ Sorry, I’ll try to remember that” I say knowing full well I can’t. The truth is I would love nothing more than to feel her name roll off of my tongue but the day I start that I know will be the day it never stops falling from my lips like a prayer, wishing for it to be whispered in the most intimate of ways with our bodies tangled together. pushing and pulling till the only words each of us can think of is each others names. But I also know this is my job and I need to be professional and bury my feelings no matter how difficult that might be.
Neither of us says anything else as we reach the lobby and go our separate ways  

~~~~readers POV

 I returned to find Dean’s desk empty, assuming that he must still be gone I make my way to the spare office we have for consulting partners to see if Sam arrived. As I make my way down the corridor I hear faint voices coming from the room, coming closer I recognize them to be Sam and Dean, hovering by the door I overhear the tail end of their conversation 

“ Dude, you can’t just keep pretending that you don’t feel anything for her. You’re going to have to say something sooner or later so why not make it sooner?” Sam asks

“Yeah but it’s just not that simple, she’s different, she’s special, if she didn’t feel the same way it would destroy me, I  know it would.”Dean responds making you feel like the air had been knocked out of your lungs, did he really finally have someone? Of coarse he did, no way he was even interested in you let alone going to set around waiting on your stupid ass. You were only his boss, nothing more, never anything more. You think to yourself
Quickly composing yourself you open the door effectively ending their conversation and the shattering of your heart. They both turn and look your way as the door swings open 

“ Good afternoon gentlemen, I trust you’re ready to get down to business?” you ask pushing the hurt in your heart to the back of your mind  
Dean returns to his desk as you and Sam begin the monumental task of preparing for the upcoming trial, 45 minuets pass before either of you speak
“ So I hear you had lunch with the governor, what was that all about?” Sam asks 

“ She invited me to a party as a thank you for helping we her niece.” you answer not looking up from the work in front of you 

“ Are you going to go?” Sam asks

“I’m not sure,she told me I had to bring a date so I might not go.” you say

“ And why is that such a deal breaker?”Sam questions 

“Well because I don’t really have anyone to go with and it’s kind of embarrassing to show up without one after she told me to bring someone.” you confess 

“Yeah I guess that makes sense” Sam says 

“Hey I don’t suppose you’d be willing to be my date?”  you ask hopeful 
what you didn’t know however was Dean had just approached the door and heard as you asked his own brother, the one he had trusted with his most personal feelings to be your date. Feeling angry and quite frankly betrayed he storms  out of the office wanting to be anywhere but there

~~ Dean’s POV 

I can’t believe that of all people she chose him, why did it have to be Sam?
I ask myself as I set down at the bar just down the street. After about six shots my brain has fogged enough that it would be a good idea to call Sam  

“Dean? Do you need something?” he answers after three rings 

  “Yeah, I want to know if Jess knows.” I slur slightly in to the phone 

“ If Jess knows what? Where are you and why do you sound like you’ve been drinking?” Sam asks 

“That you’re going on a date with Y/N, and I sound like I’ve been drinking because I am drinking” I say as I order another round 

“Dean where are you, I’m coming to get you.” Sam 

“I’m at a bar down the street, but I don’t want to see you” I say before hanging up 

Sam arrives about 20 minutes later “ Dean what are you doing here?” Sam asks 

“I’m drinking what’s it look like I’m doing?” I bite at Sam 

“I can see you’re drinking but what I don’t know is why.” Sam prods 

“ You really don’t know? Did you even hear her ask YOU out?” I ask razing my voice slightly

“That’s what this is about? Dean just sober up and go talk to her, this is not my place to explain but I can assure you she’s not interested in me” Sam says taking my remaining shots away and ordering a black coffee

Back at the office I return to my desk I try to avoid Y/N as much as possible 
till I hear the familiar sound of the intercom and then her voice comes through asking me to com to her office.
I walk through the door fully expecting to be fired but instead she asks me to sit in a voice so calming it gives me chills.

“ Dean, umm I was wondering if you were free this Saturday? You see the Governor has invited me to a party and I was hopping you’d be my date?” She asks looking at me with eyes full of hope and what appears to be a hint of fear

“I’d love to “I answer probably to quickly but can’t seem to care   

“Ok great, we can meet here after work. It’s formal so if you don’t have a tux you’ll have to get one.” she asks 

“I have one, I’m not sure if it still fits but I’ll find out tonight.” I answer 


By the time Saturday came around I could barely contain my excitement, I knew that I was only her date because she didn’t have anyone else but it still brought me a sense of pride to know that I get to be the person on her arm for the night. Hopefully tonight will be the night I grow some balls and just tell her how I feel like Sam keeps telling me to.

The moment of truth finally arrives as she walks though her office door and for the first time in my life I am completely and utterly rendered speechless.

She’s always beautiful but tonight something is so different about the way she carries herself that makes her seem even more like a goddess. The way her dress clings to her in all right ways is making my throat go dry, I want to say something, tell her how gorgeous she looks, anything but my mouth doesn’t seem to be connected to my brain any longer, all I can do is stand there and stare like an idiot

“ I’m afraid that I should have chosen a better dress if I’d have known you were going to look this good Dean “ she says to me and I can’t help the smile that makes it’s way to my face

“ No you look stunning , I don’t think you could have picked a better dress  

“ Thank you Dean, are you ready to go?” she ask pointing to the doors with a jerk of her head

~~~~Readers POV

Walking through the doors I’m amazed at the beauty of the decorated room even though that can not compare to the man standing next to me, heads start to turn from every direction I know it’s because they’re just as mesmerized by his beauty as I am. 

Mingling with people has never been something I enjoyed but this is a whole new ball park, rich snobby people who don’t care about the answers to the questions they just asked and only want to hear themselves speak while simultaneously managing to brag about their pathetic lives are the very definition of torture. Not to say that my life is any better but at least I don’t force people I don’t know who don’t care to listen to my life story. It all goes pretty well till I spot Zach my ex-boyfriend. The relationship had ended very badly eventually forcing me to move across the country just to get away. “Dean see that guy over there?” You ask with a shake of your head 

“Yeah what about him?” He asks

“He’s dangerous so let’s try and keep our distance.” I answer trying to hide my face from his view but failing because he starts moving your way after giving a slight wave “Oh fuck!!  He saw me, Dean we have to make him think we’re together so he’ll leave me alone, please?” I beg 

“Y/N!! What are you doing here?” Zach all but yells still as loud as ever 

Putting on a fake smile I respond “ I am here be special invite by the governor, what are you doing here?”    

“ Well my dad thought I should get out with a different crowd so he got me invited, I do have to say however that you are the last person I thought I’d see tonight. So what have you been up to, and who is this with you?” he asks prolonging the unbearable conversation even longer 

“I’m now a partner in a very big law firm here in the city and this is Dean he’s my…” You don’t get to finish before Dean butts in “Fiance, we’re getting married next year” 

“Oh well a whole year before the wedding huh, who knows what could happen between now and then.” he says with a sickening wink before walking way to terrorize someone else   

“OK lets get you a drink” Dean says before walking you to the bar  

After about an hour more of the awful party you begin to feel slightly tipsy but still having enough sense to know you need to leave before you make a scene 

~~~~~Deans POV

“Dean I think you better take me home” she slurred while clinging to my arm fro support  

By the time I had gotten Y/N to her place she had fallen asleep in the car so I took her in and gently placed her in her bed before leaving to make coffee.
It isn’t long before she stumbles out into the kitchen somehow having taken off her dress and just wondering around in her bra and panties

“The dress was to uncomfortable to sleep in, I didn’t know you were still here I figured you would have left by now. I  would like to say thank you for what you did tonight with my ex, that means a lot to me.” she said looking slightly ashamed 

“No I was going to stay and make sure you were alright, and as far as that dickwad goes it was no big dean. I even enjoyed playing your fiance. I made some coffee if you want some?” I ask holding up an empty cup 

“ I’d love some, thank you.”she answered, taking the cup I poured her.  
After taking a sip she moves to stand in front of me, looking me up and down her gaze stops on my bow-tie. She reaches up and unties it 

 “You must be uncomfortable in all these clothes, I could help you out of them if you want.” she half whispers as she moves her hands to push my suit coat from my shoulders 

“It doesn’t matter if I’d want you to or not, you’re drunk and my boss so we can’t do that.” I say removing her hands from the buttons of my shirt   

“Dean I’m not that drunk, I know exactly what I’m doing and there is nothing against office romances in the company. This is embarrassing I’m sorry I read this wrong, I’ll be back in my room feel free to make yourself at home.” She says sounding defeated as she turns to leave the room 

“Y/N wait, it’s not that I don’t want it because lord knows I do but it just feels so wrong. Are you sure we won’t get fired for this?” I ask moving closer to her 

“ I’m a lawyer and you’re my assistant, there’s nothing that could be jeopardized by us being in a relationship and it’s not like either of us have a partner so I don’t see why it would feel wrong.” she reasons with me.

 Reaching out to gently cup her face and pull her to me, I stop a few inches from her lips to let her close the gap and make sure she wants this as much as I do.
When she finally does and her lips feel better than I had dreamed about plump and soft moving against mine, and she definitely knows what she’s doing sucking and nibbling at all the right moments. Suddenly needing to feel move of her I move her till her back is against the wall an I can’t help move my hands across her body feeling anything and everything I can, moving her leg to my hip so I can press against her more fully    

Our bodies move unison like this is where they have been made to be.
I grab the backs of her thighs lifting her and carrying her the remaining space to her bed, I lay her down gently on the bed before standing and begin to unbuttoning and removing my shirt and pants.

“Are you absolutely sure about this?” I ask looking down at her propped up on her elbows.
I watch as she moves to stand on her knees and crawl to me before pulling my lips to hers once again “ Does that answer your question or do you still need more convincing” she says with a smirk as her hands rest at the base of my neck

Slowly I move my hands up her back till I reach her bra, undoing it and letting it drop. “If you only knew how many times I had actualy dreamed of doing this”I say as I allow my eyes to greedily take in as much of her now exposed skin as I can

“Just what exactly did you do in these dreams?” her smirk returning as she asks

“Well how about I show you instead of telling you?”  I say as I move her to lay on the bed before hovering over her
Starting at her lips I begin to kiss my way across her body, slightly scraping my teeth over the sensitive flesh every now and then making her push herself more against me. As I reach her breast I suck one of the hardened nubs into my mouth tugging with just the right amount of tension to make her a moaning mess beneath me as I softly kneed the other with my hand. After giving each breast equal treatment I continue my path down her stomach sucking matching marks into her hips. Placing a brief kiss to her lace covered mound before moving on to her legs as she lets out a whine realizing she won’t be getting relief anytime soon. After making my way down and back up her legs I finally hook my thumbs into the waist of her panties and pull them down and off her ankles. Licking a broad strip across her folds before circling her clit and giving it a hard suck, moving my tongue down to thrust shallowly into her just enough to tease but not give any relief

~~~~readers POV

Of all the daydreams I had let my mind entertain this was better than I could have imagined, Dean knew just exactly what he was doing when it came to pleasure between his tongue, his lips and the way his fingers were working I was on the edge of pure bliss within minutes, but just before that moment he pulls away causing a whine to escape my lips. Lining himself up with my entrance teasing my yet again before thrusting in all at once, giving me a moment to adjust he kisses me again this time with more ferocity, all tongue and teeth but an underlined amount of love and lust mixed in and it was perfection. Slowly he begins thrusting, gradually going harder and deeper burying his face in my neck as he pounds into me   

“Dean I’m gonna cum!” I moan out 

“Me too sweetheart, just hold on a little longer.” he grunts as he’s unwavering in his pace “Are you ready, I want you to cum with me?”  he ask 

After twisting his hips slightly and giving a couple particularly hard thrusts he has me cumming with a shout of his name, my walls clenching tightly around his length causing him to spurt hot ropes of his seed deep within me as he bites into my shoulder. Collapsing in a painting mess on top of me he tries to regain control of his breathing   

“Can I ask you a question?” I ask holding him in your arms  

“Anything, what is it?” he asks concerned leaning back to look at me 

“ I just wanted to know if you want this to be a one time thing, a relationship or a friends with benefits kinda thing?” I ask holding my breath in anticipation

“I have wanted you for so long I don’t want this to just be a one night thing but if that’s what you want I’m ok with that” he answers, relief flooding through me at the thought that we may have a chance 

“This right here with you is exactly what I’ve always wanted, and I don’t mean just friends with benefits, I want you all of you and I want you as mine” I confess 

“I have known from the moment I first laid eyes on you that I’d never look at another woman the same way and I really want to try and make this work with you too” he responds as his fingers trail over the still tingling mark on my shoulder 

“We can talk more about this in the morning but for now sleep” I say placing a gentle peck to his lips  

Deadly Secrets

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Part Eight

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Pairing: Jared x Reader
Word Count: 1,291
Warnings: language
A/N: Part eight is here! Italics are flashbacks. If you’d like to be tagged let me know, in an ask (it’s the best way for me to keep track)! Hope you guys like it! Anyway, feedback for this is crucial! :)

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Mark Andrews - “But, I said I love you.”

Prompt: “But, I said I love you.”
Requested: by anon
Warnings: None
Words: 1600+
For @houndofjustice-imagines 1.5k celebration 

“We don’t have to do this now” Charlotte said sitting on the floor of your bedroom with Becky and Liv. It was a Friday night, two of your best friends were back in town for the first time in a long time, you should be out partying and having fun, instead, you were sitting in your bedroom with take-out Chinese food surrounded by cardboard boxes. 

“No I need this done now” you sighed looking around the room, everything made you want to burst into tears. Most of the stuff was your boyfriends Mark’s. Well, ex-boyfriend now. 

When Mark showed up in NXT all the girls fell for him immediately. The hair, the face, the body, the wrestling ability, the accent. Everything about him made girls swoon. You, not so much. You had just come back from a three-month injury and you just wanted to get back being in the title picture. And because you were the only girl that didn’t take an interest in Mark, he began the chase.

It started with little conversations, passing by each other backstage at NXT, then after a few weeks, he would be at the gym whenever you were there and then at the performance centre he would watch you and help you learn new moves.

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bluerosediamond  asked:

Headcanon for koga, rei, adonis & keito: shopping with s/o maaaaaybe looking for swimmwear/beach clothe?

it’s that time of the year !! swimsuits and beach clothing !! i hope everyone will be having fun this summer, and to get a bit into the spirit of things, this summer request is just perfect !!! i had a lot of fun writing this ♥ -mod mademoiselle

Koga :

  • He absolutely HATES shopping whenever he’s not involved in the decision-making, so to fight off the boredom, he’ll try to focus on the clothes.
  • If you have a cute, girly and/or elegant clothing style, expect him to roll his eyes when entering the store. On the other hand, if your type is rather sporty or punk-ish, he’ll be pumped.
  • Trails off to go pick up clothes that caught his interest without warning, so sometimes you’re in the middle of talking to him and you turn around, only to realize he’s no longer behind you. No, he’s trying on sunglasses at the other end of the shop.
  • At first he really tries to give you advice and be helpful when you’re torn between two tops you like, but fast-forward an hour or so and he’s emotionally drained. He’s just sitting in a corner and frightening off the other customers because of how gloomy he looks.
  • Really excited to see you in a swimsuit and will try to get into the fitting room with you. “C’mon, lemme in ! Hey, don’t push me, dammit, I just wanna see !” Once you show him, he’ll enthusiastically approve of your choice. Or maybe your butt. You’re not entirely sure.
  • Will drag you out to bring you to his favorite store and have you assist him with his own shopping session. He’s unusually excited, but all that he likes is either black or made of leather. You’re not sure this is summer-appropriate clothing, to be honest.
  • Eventually ends up buying three pair of sunglasses and a bandana, because “it looks fuckin’ cool !”

Rei :

  • To him, this is a shopping date. And guess what’s his favorite thing to do with you ? Right, going on dates. He’ll be really happy you brought him along, humming softly and holding your hand.
  • He memorized what type of clothes you like and will look around the store, picking up things he thinks will suit you. He somehow also knows your size, and you wonder if he took your measurements while you were asleep…
  • He likes cute clothes on you ! Frills, ribbons, or just about anything that shows some skin. He’ll try to convince you to try on something he likes, gently stroking your cheek and whispering “Pretty please ?” in your ear. You ended up giving up, and are now the proud owner of Rei’s chosen outfit.
  • Your cheeks got beet red in 0.2 seconds when you saw what kind of swimsuits Rei was attentively studying. They barely hide anything at all ! He just smirked when he noticed you stealing glances at him from time to time. Fortunately, he didn’t suggest you try those on.
  • You felt a bit self-conscious showing Rei the swimsuit you tried on, and especially more so when he stayed silent, looking you from head to toes. He made you turn around, then had you pose for him before finally giving you his stamp of approval.
  • When it was Rei’s turn to try on clothes, most of the customers in the store stopped to gawk at him. He looks absolutely gorgeous, and his modelling experience definitely shows. Honestly, you didn’t even like that shirt but he makes it look amazing just by wearing it. He finds it very amusing and insists it’s thanks to his magic.
  • Jumped on the occasion to buy matching necklaces and gave you one. It’s really cute and you don’t think you ever want to take it off !

Keito :

  • The look he gave you when you talked to him about wanting to go shopping for clothes clearly meant “Can’t you buy these online ?”. Eventually, you found an agreement with him : he goes shopping with you, and you let him go to his favorite bookshop afterwards.
  • Terribly disinterested in the clothes. He wanders down the aisles with you, sometimes incredulously picking up something and muttering that it looks absolutely horrible. He just nods whenever you show him something you like. You quickly understood he was not going to be of much help.
  • Except you were wrong. He has a very critical eye and will tell you honestly if the clothes you try on flatter your figure or not. And if they don’t, fret not : he saw just earlier something he thinks would suit you better. Yep, he has an amazing memory and it sometimes comes in handy !
  • He likes elegant clothes in light tones and will stare pensively at a mannequin dressed as such for quite a moment. You’re pretty sure he was trying to imagine you wearing these clothes.
  • He thinks you showing him the swimsuit you just tried on is hardly appropriate, but he’ll look anyway and claim it’s only because you asked him. Sure enough, he doesn’t have any snide remarks to make and just nods in approval, ears slightly pinker.
  • You managed to convince him to pick up some summer clothes for himself too. You’re tired of seeing him in the same old clothes… Unsurprisingly, he likes simple and elegant fashion. He also frowns a lot when he notices the price tags.
  • You teased him a lot when he refused to show you his own swimsuit after trying it on. As a revenge, he dragged you all the way to his favorite bookshop. Yeah, the one where he always spends hours looking at books and putting them down before eventually picking them up again. And he made sure to take his time.

Adonis :

  • His sisters always make shopping a big deal, so he understands you like it too and offered to go with you. “I will carry the bags. You don’t have to do it yourself.”
  • He feels a bit lost inside the store and awkwardly follows you around like a huge puppy. He trips frequently too, because he tries to carry all the clothes you picked up and eventually can’t see where he’s going anymore.
  • At some point he mistook someone else for you and gently touched their shoulder, only to realize his mistake. His cheeks are still burning hot from the embarrassment.
  • He’s not a big help because he likes everything you try on. And he can’t even pick favorites, he just loved everything ! Besides, he doesn’t understand why some clothes would make you look “fat”. To him you look just fine the way you are.
  • He blushed a lot when he realized the next outfit you tried on to show him was a swimsuit. He tried not to look too much and muttered he thinks you look beautiful. How cute can he get…
  • When he noticed a cute set of matching beach clothes, he stopped dead in his tracks. You instantly knew he liked it but was too shy to ask what you thought of it, so you picked it up and offered the two of you try it on. He looks so happy to be able to wear matching clothes with you !
  • He didn’t look for clothes for himself, he’s content with just watching you picking clothes you like. He even picked up a colorful bracelet to match one of your outfits and bought it for you as a gift ! As you left the store and Adonis was humming softly, holding all the bags, you were idly wondering what you ever did to deserve him…
Was It All For Nothing? : Lev Haiba

HQ!! Mafia AU

Anon: Mafia AU then! Lev is part an important mafia family and at first he’s been dating reader for fun but he’s starting to fall and he’s turn between keep going or cut it all off. So he starts to treat her awful and she breaks up with him but he misses her so he calls her to tell her the truth even though she might not want to be with him anymore. Fluff or angst ending is up to you. Thanks so much Emi! 😄

She/Her pronouns used! (And I sort of changed it a little bit, but I think the sentiment is still there!)

When Lev first saw you, he thought you were beautiful, extremely so. He loved the way you sounded when you laughed, and the gorgeous shade of your silken hair, and how you smiled when you saw something pretty. He didn’t know how you’d react when he approached you, all leather and tattoos and piercings, where you were sundresses and pink lipgloss and watermelon on a hot summers day.
You laughed when he called you beautiful and gave him your number as your friends giggled behind you, and he called you later that night to take you on a motorcycle ride to the city overview.

He kissed you on the back of that motorcycle. It tasted like cigarette smoke and toothpaste, and left a warmth in your stomach that you couldn’t quite place. 
You kissed him at your front door. For him it tasted like cherry chapstick and spearmint chews, and it made him want more and more.

Lev couldn’t place when he began to fall for you. He wasn’t sure whether it was when you kissed his cheek before he left town for a week, or because you sent him good night and good morning texts with thee kisses at the ends. He didn’t know if it was because you made him cookies and accidentally burnt them, or because he found himself unable to let go of your hand when he drove you back home.

Falling for you was like wading into a river, not even noticing he was being swept up until the current dragged him under the river and pushed him into the water. So warm, so comforting.

And Lev was afraid of that.

“Lev?” You asked as you sat side by side on the bench, growing increasingly nervous by his silence. “Is something the matter? You’re normally so chatty… did something happen?”

“No,” he said. “I’m fine. Do you want something to drink? I’ll get us something to drink?”

“I don’t want a drink,” You told him, pushing him back into this seat. “Is everything okay? You’ve been different lately…”

A small smile cracked onto Lev’s face. “How so?”

You shuffled in your seat. “Well… you’ve not been replying to some of texts, and whenever we talk on the phone it’s always so short, you’ve just seemed so down lately, and I’m worried for you, Lev.”

Lev stood up. “I’ll get us those drinks.” he said.

You shook your head and tugged him back in his seat as he stood up, taking his hand in yours and trying not to flinch when he snatched it back. “Do you want to talk about it?” you asked him.

He looked to you and forced a smile on his face. “Yeah, if that’s okay with you.”

“Of course, I’m your girlfriend, I’ll always be here for you.” You promised, a small smile stretching your lips and the corner of your lips falling as you noticed his eyes flicker.

“Y/N,” Lev said. “I’m breaking up with you.”

All at once, you felt your heart leap into your throat and stop beating as your hands shook on your lap, eye burning and threatening to prick with tears. You could hardly speak as you opened and closed your mouth, unsure of what to say.

“I’m sorry, babe,” Lev continued, reaching to hold your hand in a comforting manner. “But, you know how it is. And, plus, you were only just a little bit of fun.”


The noise run out around the park as you stood, your chest heaving and your palm stinging, watching as Lev reached for the cheek that was now welting right pink. And his eyes widened when he caught sight of the pure anger in your eyes.

“Just a bit of fun, was I?” You asked him, your voice dangerously low. “Was that all I was to you? Nothing but a silly girl to occupy your time when you weren’t out of town doing coke off strippers or whatever the fuck you do when you’re not calling me babe and giving me pretty things to keep me happy.” You shook your head slowly, reaching for your wrist to tear of the bracelet he got you, throwing it at his feet. “Well in that case, I’m done. And you don’t get the privilege of breaking up with me; I’m breaking up with you.”

You turned on your heel, pausing only a moment to turn back to Lev with a scowl. “Goodbye, and kindly go fuck yourself.”

Lev watched you go with his heart aching in his chest, bending down to pick up the bracelet and cradle it gently as his eyes burned.

How could he have fucked up so much? Lev wondered as he stood in a back alley, smoking cigarettes and looking up at the sky under the yellow glow of the street lamps. 

He missed you so much it made his heart ache. He missed the way you said his name so perfectly, the way you looked when you wore his jacket, and how you looked when he kissed you so sweetly. He missed the texts and the four hour phone calls when you two just talked about anything, everything and nothing all at once. He missed holding your hand and kissing your fingers. He missed your smile and the way you brushed his hair back from his face to kiss him.

Lev squeezed his eyes shut and cursed, stubbing out his cigarette on the wall behind him as he dug his phone from his pocket to re-read your texts. You hadn’t talked to him since you had broken up, almost two weeks ago now, and he missed talking.

He didn’t think as his thumb brushed over the call button for your contact, pressing the phone to his ear before he could yell at himself for it. You picked up after four rings.

“This is Y/N L/N,” You voice came and his heart soared at the sound of it. “Who is this?”

“Lev Haiba,” he said, and you fell silent.

“What do you want?” You asked bitterly. “Be glad I didn’t just hang up on you.”

“I miss you, Y/N,” Lev began, his voice no more than a gentle whisper. “I miss you so much it hurts. I find myself rereading your texts and thinking of your voice so much I miss you so much more, until I think I’m going to cry. I miss the way you smile and the sound of your voice, I miss your perfume and you sparkly lip glosses and the way you look at me.”

Lev sucks in a deep breath. “I fucked up, but I was afraid. I was afraid to love you, it scared me how much I loved you. I would hurt anyone if you told me, and I could; I’m part of the Mafia, I’m sorry for hiding that.”

“The Mafia?” You said down the phone, and Lev could almost hear you pinching the bridge of your nose. “Fuck, Lev, this is more than just us breaking up, you’re breaking the law.”

“I know, and I’m sorry for hiding that.” He repeated. “But I just want you to know, I miss you and I do love you, so much, I just needed to tell you the truth even if you don’t want to be with me anymore.”

The silence was deafening, consuming every thought as his heart hammered his chest and head fell back onto the cool stone behind him.

“I can’t,” your voice came through the phone. “I can’t, Lev. All of this, it’s too much, and I’m still hurting; it feels like you’re pouring salt into a wound.” Your voice cracked, almost near tears. “I just can’t.”

And for the first time in a long time, Lev let himself cry as you hung up, his heart aching and eyes burning. He didn’t move for a long time, and when he did, he wasn’t the same.

Love changes you.

I chose angst because I’m mean like that aha!

This was actually so fun to write and I’m always up for Mafia AU, so if you want, request it!

- Admin Emi