ready for vacation to be over


April 25th, 2017

Spring has sprung! What a time to be alive! Magnolias and cherry blossoms everywhere flowers everywhere warm weather I love Toronto so much. Today was a pecan-tart-look-at-flowers-long-walks kind of day because I have my last exam tomorrow and I got out of the lab early!

I’m *officially* starting my lab project once I get back to Toronto mid-May and I’m basically living at the lab to get ready for it and learn everything I can. My supervisor left for vacation this week and left me ten cell lines to maintain, so my mornings have been kind of crazy. Also, Toronto friends, let’s meet up and look at flowers together because I’ll be here all summer!

Edit: On a side-note, my glass panel is so empty now that exams are basically over and I don’t need ten sheets of organic chem mechanisms reminding me to study anymore ;; 

Best Friends (Part 5)

Summary: Meeting in college, you and Bucky strike up a friendship. And that is all there is, until Bucky realizes he’s in love with you. But it might just be a little too late for that.

Word Count: 498

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

A/N: Super short part but it’s get exciting!!

Originally posted by tonystarkz

Thrumming with excitement, Bucky smiled widely as he looked up at the large screens that listed all the arriving flights. You had texted him the previous night, giving him details of your arrival, and he had promised to pick you up and take you out to eat before dropping you off your house. You had texted back a smiley face and Bucky didn’t sleep for the whole night, trying to figure out a way to tell you his feelings without making things too awkward if you didn’t reciprocate them.

Just then, the overhead speakers announced the arrival of your flight and Bucky stood right next to the conveyor belt that would be carrying your luggage, ready to take it out for you. He knew your suitcases by now, being that there were plenty of times that you took vacations together. The thought of this made Bucky smile fondly. Vacations together, eating lunch, calling each other often… How could he have been so blind? You acted the married couple all the time. It was only right that this friendship evolved into something deeper over the years.

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The Only Exception (Part 1)

Summary: AU. Reader is given the task of running a popular love advice internet show when her coworker is fired. Her cynical attitude toward love makes her offer some harsh advice, and more than a few hearts are caught in the aftermath. Will hers be one of them?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 3,442

Warnings: language, fluff, wishful thinking, hot firemen, sarcasm, cynicism, bad jokes

A/N: Okay, so I saw a movie a long long time ago that was terrible, but it inspired the ‘bad’’ love advice and the firemen. I’ve been dying to have fireman!Bucky in one of my AUs.

And yes, the title comes from the Paramore song. I felt like it’s how reader feels throughout. Hope you guys like it. I had some writer’s block, and some house guests, so this is a little late being posted.

Part - 1 - 2 - 3 -

Originally posted by 8bit-arc-reactor

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the best thing he never had ; two

one , two , three

pairing; jungkook x reader

genre; best friend!au

word count; 3.1k

summary; in this story, you have known your best friend for more than 15 years and you were utterly and wholly in love with him

You and Jungkook have inevitably stuck with each other like glue for a long epoch of time, that when you do tell people that you were best friends with him for 15 years, it was hard not to laugh at their reactions that usually consisted of jaws at the floor or sky rocketed eyebrows along with constant questions that you always had the answers to before they were even asked. But, you have to admit, you never answered the question that was along the lines of; “haven’t you fallen in love with him yet?” because apparently, Jeon Jungkook was the man of everyone’s dreams and you curse yourself copious amount of times that you were undeniably one of the many people of ‘everyone’.

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It’s Insanity but... Protection

yo, guys, ignore the fact that it’s been like two years since i updated this fic and enjoy this next one!

Derek doesn’t remember falling asleep. All he knows is that he’s comfortable, safe, and warm. Almost too hot if he’s being honest. Which means that Stiles is probably there. Which means it must be a rare night when Stiles actually stays over. Which means it must be Saturday.

What is a bit unclear is why the wolf part of him is dragging him towards consciousness. He frowns a bit, drops his nose into the back of Stiles’ neck and takes a deep breath because he has the feeling it is too early to wake up. So whatever stupid bird or whatever has pinged his wolf is going to have to wait because he’s thinking at least another hour of sleep and then maybe pancakes before Stiles has to run off. This is a good plan. He is a genius. He does not want to go on a long vacation back to New York ever again. Not if it means depriving himself of this.

The door opens and Derek snaps awake and next to him, Stiles lurches up, sitting up as if he hadn’t just been asleep and Derek’s eyes flash as he throws an arm over Stiles and pushes him down and he’s ready to attack because who is in his house and then looks around and–



Derek has a moment of supreme confusion, did Scott bring the kids over to pick Stiles up? Was there an emergency? Was the–

He’s at Stiles’ house.

“Dude,” Stiles says, shoving at the arm that Derek is still using to pin him in place. “Get off me.” He sounds a bit annoyed. Which makes sense because that is… that is Stiles’ kid. Corey. Who is here. Because Derek is in Stiles’ house.

While he’s still processing this information – the fact that he had fallen asleep at Stiles’ house – he realizes he’s naked. Oh god, he’s naked and in Stiles’ house in front of his children and one of them is right there. Staring at both of them. Probably scared out of his wits because Derek had just flashed his eyes at him and basically growled and it’s the middle of the night and Derek is naked.

He lets out a sound suspiciously like a yelp and yanks his arm away from Stiles.

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Rye & Lies

Originally posted by gotjimin

Pairing: Jung Hoseok x Reader
Rating: Explicit
Genre: Angst & Smut
Word count: 3,592

Summary: You don’t know his name and he doesn’t know yours but in this moment you could care less. He was gorgeous and you were desperate to be touched.

A/N: Let’s not talk about the title, okay. I’m not good with titles.
SURPRISE ! Here’s a Hoseok smut that no one asked for except for me!! Because that man is making me feel some type of way even more so than usual. 

He believed you didn’t know.

Thought he was sly and a good liar. That you were oblivious and naïve to everything that was happening behind your back.

But you knew.

You could smell her on the collar of his dress shirts when he’d draw you into his chest. Taste the flavour of her lipstick that lingered on his lips.

He hid a smile full of secrets behind the rim of his coffee cup when he replayed the way her body felt beneath his fingers. Thoughts of her occupied his mind from morning to night and with each new memory of her; ones of you faded away.  

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Request: “Could I please request a tony stark x teen daughter one where she’s kind of punk and he’s got a function coming up and insists she wears a dress. she hates dresses. But she gives in but buying a dress from a hot topic. Nat just gives him a sympathetic look and she’s like ‘hey at least it’s a dress’ lol.”  & “Peter Parker x reader with 30 & 55“
Prompt: “Be you. No one else can.” And “You’re a nerd.”
Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader, Tony Stark x Daughter!Reader
Warnings: None
Word Count: 743
A/N: I decided to merge these two because I think Peter would look cute with a punk rock girl. And I love hot topic but there isn’t one in England. Anyway, I hope you like this and please feel free to request anything.

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Originally posted by philipshea

Being Tony Stark’s daughter had its ups and downs. Gadgets, gizmos and the Avengers were the upside. People knowing who you were, alien invasions and other things that wanted to kill you were a downside. But you had met Peter because of it. When your dad had brought the spiderling to the tower for the first time, you had both immediately hit it off. A few weeks later you were best friends and a few months after that he asked you out. When your dad had found out, you honestly thought he was going to incinerate Peter on the spot. Luckily, he didn’t and had come to terms that you were old enough to make your own decisions.
Another downside to being a billionaire’s daughter, was the functions and parties you were forced to attend. Tony was throwing a party at the weekend for god knows what but, you had to attend. Even worse, he was making you wear a dress. You hated dresses to say the least. Ripped up skinny jeans, leather jackets and band tees were more your style. However, Tony made you a deal that if you wore a dress, Peter could attend the party with you. So, very reluctantly, you went dress shopping with Nat.
“Why do you I have to wear a dress?” You complained for the millionth time as Nat dragged you into another dress shop.
“Because formal occasions demand so.”  Nat said with a roll of her eyes as you walked through rows of various coloured material.
“There’s nothing here.” You said as you vacated yet another shop. Out of the corner of your eye you caught the hot topic logo and an idea formed in your mind. “Let’s go over there.”
You dragged Nat into the shop and started looking at the clothes that were a little more your style. Your eyes were immediately drawn to a red and black dress and a pair of black heels. You picked up and turned around to show Nat. “Do you think it would be okay?”
“Be you. No one else can.” Nat said with a smile.
The night of the party you were ready before all the guests arrived. You went downstairs to wait for Peter to arrive. You didn’t expect your dad to be already downstairs and waiting with Nat. You smiled at them both before grabbing a drink and sitting down to wait for Peter.
“I thought I said a formal dress.” Tony whisper screamed at Nat.
“At least she’s wearing a dress Tony.” Nat defended. “You need to calm down. Have a drink.” Nat handed him a glass of champagne.
Peter didn’t arrive much later. “Hey, you look stunning.” He complemented.
“Thank you, you don’t look too bad either.” You smiled and looked him up and down. His suit was black and his red tie matched your dress.
As people started to arrive, the dancing started. “Dance with me.” Peter whispered.
“I can’t dance.” You told him.
“I’ll teach you.” He said as he pulled you onto the dance floor.
He showed you where to put your hands and then started some simple steps. You smiled at him as you attempted not to step on his feet.
“See, it’s as easy as trigonometry.” Peter smiled.
“You’re a nerd.” You laughed.
“But you love me anyway.” He smiled.
You wrapped your arms around his neck as his went to your waist. “You know I do.” You smiled as he leant down and connected your lips.
Nat had to physically restrain Tony from killing Peter but she couldn’t stop smiling at you both.

Yes - A Harry Styles One Shot

**Almost 6,400 words! Enjoy!! :) 

You placed the cap back on your red lipstick and put in your makeup bag. You gave yourself another look over in the mirror and took a deep breath. You had no clue as to what the night might bring, all you knew was that you were going to be seeing someone that you had seen in a really long time. 

Not that you didn’t want to see them, it was just that you were on tour and they were working on their own thing, so there wasn’t really time to see one another. 

And that was always the problem. Well, one of the problems. See, you had been in love with someone for years, but there was always shit getting in the way preventing the two of you from being together. 

It’s not like you hadn’t tried, it’s just that all those tries failed. Eventually, you two just decided to be friends because it just wasn’t meant to be anything more. 

Or so you thought. 


Harry paced backstage of Saturday Night Live. He had so many emotions going through his mind at that moment. He was both nervous and excited, and not just because of the show or his performance. But because he had invited you to come. 

When he reached out to you about coming to see him in New York, he was worried that you wouldn’t come. He was always worried that maybe, you were with someone else. 

Harry never moved on from you. His heart still ached for you. He wished things in the past were different, but he couldn’t go back and change them, but he could hope for a better future. 

By working on his solo material, Harry realized that if he really wanted something, he needed to go for it and make it happen. He couldn’t just sit around and wait for it to come because there was always a chance it wouldn’t. 

“How are you feeling about tonight?” Jeff asked while Harry was getting his hair done. 

“I’m alright,” he said from the makeup chair. “I’m just ready to get out there.” 

“Is Y/N coming?” He asked. 

Harry looked over at him when he said your name. “Yeah, she is. She has a show tomorrow night at MSG, so she’s in town and said she would come.” 

“Do you think anything is going to happen between the two of you or are you  strictly going to be friends?” Jeff smirked. 

Harry sighed. He had no clue. Looking back at all of your meetings in the past, things usually ended up in either your bed or his. It was hard not to, when you two who wanted to be together, hardly ever could. But tonight, was the first night in ages that you two had seen or even spoken really. And the last time was the two of you saying to just be friends. 

All Harry did know was that he couldn’t wait to see you and that maybe there was some hope that you two could find a way to be together. 


When your car arrived at the studio, you were shown to your seat and you noticed a familiar face. It was Nick, one of Harry’s best friends from London, plus you had been on Nick’s radio show plenty of times. 

“Oi, look at little miss Y/N,” he smirked walking over to you and giving you a hug. “How have you been? How’s tour going?” 

You laughed. “It’s going well, but I’m exhausted. I’ve been on this tour for over a year.” 

“Damn, it has been that long hasn’t it?” he asked. 

“Yeah, it has. I’m honestly ready to just take like a month long vacation,” you laughed. 

“Can I come with? I can just pre-record a shit ton of morning shows for my time slot,” he joked. 

“Sure, I could use some company,” you laughed. 

“I’m sure Harry would take you up on that offer,” he smirked. 

“Um… Maybe,” you coughed. 

“So, what’s going on with you two anyway?” He asked. 

“Nothing. We haven’t even seen each other since last year,” you said. “Since before I went on tour, actually.” 

“Well, he must want something to go on between you two, I mean why else would he invite you here. This is a huge night for him,” he said. 

“I know that, but…” you sighed. 

“He really likes you know, no scratch that,” he said. “He fucking loves you. He always has, he gutted him when you two decided to break it off permanently.” 

“That was over a year ago, Nick. I’m sure he’s moved on…” you sighed. 

“Y/N, I’m his best friend and trust me when I say, he hasn’t,” he whispered. “And I’m pretty sure there’s no moving on from the one you know deep inside your heart that you’re meant to be with.” 

You sighed leaning back in your seat. You couldn’t respond to Nick’s statement because the producers let out the signal that the show was about to start. 


The first major skit of the night was up next and they had set it up like a Family Feud episode. You weren’t sure how many skits, if any, that Harry was even in. The actors came out onto the stage and you squinted a little when you noticed one of the guys that walked out. 

“Is that-” you said pointing to the guy standing next to Jimmy Fallon. “Is that Harry?” 

“The one and only,” Nick joked. 

“Oh my god,” you laughed. “He almost doesn’t look like himself and actually looks like Mick Jagger,” 

“Yeah, I think he took the comparisons a little far,” he laughed. 

When the skit finally started, you were crying you were laughing so hard. It was a commercial break, so you took out your phone and decided to take some selfies with Nick. 

“Can I put you on me snap chat?” he asked. 

“Sure,” you laughed. “What filter should we use?” 

“The bunny one,” he said quickly. 

You laughed and took a few pictures with him. The show came back on and it was time for Harry to perform his song for the first time. You had heard the song plenty of times over the last week, not only on the radio, but you had it on your iTunes and you were streaming it. 

You really loved the song and you couldn’t wait to hear it, along with the rest of the world. 

When Harry started singing, you found yourself smiling. You were so proud of him and watching him do what he loved, and performing a song that meant a lot to him, was amazing. 

The rest of show was great and at the end when everyone came on stage for the goodnight and applause, you stood up next to Nick and you both started jumping around and cheering. 

Harry had looked over in the direction of the noise and laughed when he saw Nick and blushed a bit with a smile when he saw you standing there too. 


After the show, you and Nick went backstage. And while Nick was practically running with excitement to see his best friend, you were feeling really nervous. Your mouth was dry and your hands were a bit sweaty. 

Nick didn’t even bother knocking on the door, he just went straight on inside. He practically pulled you through the door and you laughed. 

“Mate, you did great!” Nick said. “Oh, and Y/N’s here,” he said pushing you in front of him. 

Harry had been in the middle of changing. He was in a different pair of trousers and his new shirt was in his hands. A lot had changed since you last seen him, and it was just a few new tattoos and a haircut. 

Harry looked over at you and smiled. “You came,” he said. 

“I did,” you nodded. “Nick’s right, you did amazing. I’m really proud of you.” 

“Thank you,” He said. “You uh… you look great,” 

“Thanks,” you smiled tucking a loose hair behind your ear. 

You weren’t sure what happened, but someone how all the people that were in the room when you arrived had slipped out leaving just you and Harry. 

“Do you have any plans tonight? Or morning, technically?” He laughed. 

You shrugged. “I was just going to go back to my hotel.” 

“Would you want to come to the after party with me?” He asked. 

“Um, sure. I’d like that,” you smiled. “I’ve been to a few share of SNL after-parties, they’re always memorable.” you joked. 

“Oh, so you don’t want to go for me?” He asked with a smirk. 

“Well, I mean, maybe a little,” you shrugged.

He laughed. “I’ve really missed you,” he said. 

“I’ve missed you too,” you said. 


When you got to the after-party, Harry had to make some rounds to meet with some people, so you decided to go to the bar and get a drink. 

You knew a few people at the party, so you were talking to them for most of the time. It was getting late and you weren’t sure where Harry had gone. You sighed deciding that it was better if you just went back to your hotel. You grabbed your bag and headed towards the door. 

You saw Nick hanging with Jeff and some other friends, so you went over to him. 

“Hey, um, I couldn’t find Harry, so if you could just tell him that I had to leave,” you said. 

“Are you sure?” Nick asked. 

“Yeah, I have a show later today,” you said. 

“Okay, it was great catching up with you tonight,” Nick smiled hugging you. 

You nodded and pulled away before heading out the door. You got into the car and they took you to your hotel. You got up to your room and quickly took off your heels. You sighed rubbing your feet when you sat on the bed. 

You were exhausted. All you wanted to do was just crawl into bed and sleep until the show tomorrow. You got undressed and climbed under the blankets. You were just about to fall asleep when you heard a knock on your door. You groaned and got up putting on your robe and walking to the door. You stood on your tip-toes to look through the peephole and you saw Harry standing there. 

You unlocked the door and opened it. “Hey, what are you-”

“Y/N! I’m so fucking sorry. I didn’t mean to just leave you like that. I had only planned to talk to a few people, but then when I went to go back over to you, I kept getting stopped. Then when I finally was able to get away, Nick told me you left,” he sighed. 

“Harry it’s okay. Tonight’s your night. I wanted to stay, but it was late, so I came back to my hotel,” you shrugged. “You don’t have to apologize for it.” 

“Yes I do,” he nodded. “I invited you and didn’t even spend time with you.” 

“You had more important people to talk to, it’s okay,” you said. 

“No one is more important than you,” he whispered looking into your eyes. 

You felt your cheeks turning red and you were thankful for the dimmed lighting in the hallway. 

“Look, inviting you tonight wasn’t just about SNL or me performing for the first time,” he said. “I wanted to talk to you, really talk to you.” 

“About what?” you asked. 

“Everything,” he whispered. “And now, I’ve gone and fucked everything up because it’s late and you’re tired. You have a show later today and then I leave tomorrow and you’re still on tour, there’s just no fucking time to do anything.” 

You could tell he was really upset with him and you knew that knowing he wanted to talk to you about something was going to keep you up, so you didn’t care how late it was anymore. 

“Hey,” you said taking his hand. “We can talk now. I don’t mind. I’ll be fine, we don’t have anything planned during the day, so I can catch up on my sleep, then.” 

“Are you sure?” he sighed. 

“Yes, now come in.” you said pulling him inside. 

You shut the door behind you two and then you followed him over to the bed and sat down. 

“So, what did you want to talk about,” you said playing with the tie on your robe. 

“I meant what I said earlier tonight, I’ve missed you,” he whispered. “And I know that we agreed to just move on and be friends, but that obviously didn’t happen. We’ve gone over a year without really talking and I hate it.” 

“I know, there were plenty of times I wanted to call you, but I didn’t,” you sighed. 

“I did the same thing,” he said. “And looking back now, I really wished that I had because maybe we wouldn’t have missed out on so much time together.” 

“As friends you mean?” you asked. 

“As friends… as something more,” he whispered. 

“We’ve been down that road before Harry,” you sighed. “We get together and everything’s fine for a few weeks maybe months, but then shit happens and we end it before it even really began. That’s why we agreed the last time would be the last time.” 

“I know…” he whispered. “But I haven’t been able to move on from you and I don’t want too. I love you, Y/N. I’m in love with you, I have been since I was 19, when we first got together. Things were crazy then and we were too young all those times, so we just ran away because we didn’t want to face it. But I want you and I’m ready to face whatever shit comes our way. I don’t want to look back twenty years from now and wonder what if you were the one who got away.” 

You bit your lip as you looked down. “Do you have any idea on how much I want to say yes because I haven’t moved on either and I’m in love with you too, but I don’t know if that’s the best thing for us.” 

“Why not?” he said. “We both love each other and want to be together, shouldn’t that be enough?” 

“It was never enough back then,” you pointed out. 

He sighed taking your hand in his. “But that’s the thing, this time will be different because of our past. We can learn from our mistakes,” he said. 

“But what if it doesn’t work out. I mean what if we’re different people, it has been a year since we’ve talked…and we’re still in the public eye,” you sighed. 

“But what if it does work out. What if we give this one more try and we’re together forever,” he whispered taking your face in his hands. “Isn’t our happiness and being together worth the risk?” 

You looked his eyes, something that you had dreamed about doing for so long. 

“Yes,” you nodded. “Being with you is worth every risk.” 

“So, does this mean…” he whispered. 

You nodded. “It means that we’re together again,” you smiled. 

Harry’s smiled so widely that his dimples were showing. “Can I kiss you?” 

“You better, I’ve only been waiting all night for you to do it,” you laughed. 

Harry laughed and pulled you onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around your waist and leaned in to kiss your lips. As soon as your lips touched, every memory from your past together, every previous touch, everything you’ve ever felt for him came rushing back. 

Even though you had just been exhausted an hour ago, you were wide awake now. It didn’t take long for the kiss to deepen and for you to wrap your legs around his waist. His hands had moved from their place on your hips, down to your bare legs. He pulled away from your lips and moved down to your neck. You tilted your head to the side. 

“Tell me if you want me to stop,” he whispered. 

“No,” you said. “It’s okay. It’s been long enough, I don’t want to wait anymore.” 

Harry pulled away from your neck and looked at you. “Are you sure?” he said. “I didn’t… I didn’t come here for that.” 

You put your hands on both sides of his face. “I’m sure. I love you. I’m in love with you. We’re back together and I want you. I want to feel you and be with you. Like you said earlier, I have to leave in a few days, and we don’t know when the next time we might be physically together. But I mean, if you don’t want to…” you said. 

“No, I do. Trust me,” he said. “I just, I don’t have a condom with me.” 

“It’s okay. I’m still on the pill and I haven’t slept with anyone… since well…you,” you admitted. 

“Me either,” he whispered. “I’ll admit there were times I thought about it and I had the chance, but It felt wrong, so I never did.” 

“Then we both could really use this…” you smirked. 

“Yes, we can,” he smirked pulling you back in for a kiss. 

You wrapped your arms around his neck and he brought you closer. The tie around your robe was becoming undone as the two of you continued to kiss and touch it other. 

“Let’s see what’s under here yeah? It’s been a while,” he smirked looking up at you as he untied it. He pushed the two sides of the robe apart and down your shoulders, revealing you wearing nothing a small pair of underwear. He cocked his eyebrow as he looked at you. 

You blushed. “I told you I was about to go to bed,” you defended. 

“Fuck, if I had known you weren’t wearing anything under that, except for these,” he smirked putting his finger in the band around your waist. 

You laughed. “What would you had done?” 

“I probably would have kissed you sooner,” he smirked. 

You laughed and unbuttoned his shirt. “It’s only fair,” you smirked pushing it down his shoulders. 

You leaned back in to kiss him as you ran your hands over his chest and shoulders. It didn’t take long before he flipped you over onto your back. You laughed pulling him back down for a kiss. 

“I wanna take this slow,” he whispered. “I just want to savor every fucking moment,” he said as he kissed down your neck and chest. 

He kissed down your stomach and kissed down your legs as he took off the remaining clothing that covered your body. He stood up at the end of the bed and undressed before joining you under the blanket. You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him. 

He smiled into the kiss as he ran his hands up and down your sides before moving them down your legs. You gasped as you felt his fingers working on you. 

You could see the smirk on his face and you rolled your eyes. You felt the wave of pleasure come over you as your breath quickened and you couldn’t keep yourself from being a bit vocal. 

Once you were down from your high, he looked down at you. “Ready?” he whispered. 

You nodded. He smiled and slowly pushed into to you. You both laid there for a bit without moving, just enjoying that moment. Soon, he started moving at the slowest place and you matched him beat for beat. 

He put his forehead on yours and you two looked into each other’s eyes as you moved together. “I love you,” he whispered. 

“And I love you,” you smiled. 

You didn’t know how long it had been when you both finally reached your edge. Harry rolled off of you before laying next to you. He wrapped his arms around you and you cuddled up with him. Both of you were trying to catch your breath and were covered in sweat. 

He kissed your head as he ran his hand up and down your back. 

“Will you come to my show?” you asked. “I can put you and your friends on the list.”

He smiled. “Of course, I’ll come.” 

“Good,” you smiled. 

“I’ve missed coming to your shows,” he admitted. 

“You still could have gone,” you said poking his nose. 

He laughed. “I know, but I was afraid it would have been too hard.” 

“I know what you mean. I was nervous about last night, seeing you for the first time in a while,” you whispered. 

“Thank you for coming, not only because we were able to talk, but because it meant a lot to me for you to be there,” he whispered. 

“You’re welcome,” you smiled. 

He kissed you quickly. “You should probably get some sleep,” 

“You’re gonna stay right?” you whispered. 

“I’m not going anywhere,” he smiled. 


Later that morning, when the sun was up, you woke up to Harry, not in the bed. You pouted confused looking around. His clothes were still there, so he hadn’t left. You then heard the shower turn on. You smirked to yourself and after waiting a little bit, you walked into the bathroom and joined him in the shower. 

“Did I wake you?” he said putting his hands on yours when you wrapped them around his waist. 

“No,” you said. “I woke up on my own and saw you weren’t in bed, then I heard the shower.” 

“I forgot I was supposed to have breakfast with my friends,” he said. “We were gonna do some shopping and stuff.” 

“Ahh,” you said. 

“I would love for you to come, but I know you have your show tonight,” he said turning around to face you. 

“Yeah, I’m probably going to take a bit of nap after I eat something,” you said. 

He smiled. “But I’ll see you at the show tonight.” 

“I know, I know, but I don’t want you to go,” you pouted looking up at him. 

“Trust me, if I was a shit friend, I would just blow them off, but we had these plans made for a while,” he sighed. 

“It’s okay. I understand,” you smiled. 

“And we still have a little bit of time left before I have to head back to my hotel and change,” he smiled wrapping his arms around you. 

You both quickly took a shower before getting out. Harry got dressed in his clothes from the previous night and sat on the bed with you. You put your head on his shoulder and wrap your arm around his. 

“When are we gonna see each other again after this?” you sighed. “We just got each other back and we only have hours left before we’re apart again.” 

“Hey, let’s not think about that right now,” he said putting his forehead against yours. “We can figure all that out after the show.” 

You nodded.

“I better get going,” he said. 

“Okay,” you said. 

He smiled and leaned in to kiss you. You smiled into the kiss before you pulled away. 

“I’ll see you tonight,” he smiled. “I love you.” 

“I love you too,” you said. “Oh, and text me or something on how many that want to come.” 

“Will do,” he said. “Bye baby.” 

“Bye,” you smiled. 

Harry grabbed his jacket and walked out of the room. You sighed as you laid back on the bed. You couldn’t believe that in a span of less than 24 hours, you and Harry were back together and you were already so happy. You just hoped it stayed that way for at least a while.


When Harry got back to the hotel, he had about 10 minutes to change and meet everyone down in the lobby. He knew they would be asking questions about last night, and he just hoped he could keep his emotions in check to not be obvious about what happened. 

Harry was going to wear a buttoned down shirt, but he realized there were a few new additions to his chest from the previous night’s events. He smirked to himself as he remembered it, but then quickly turned his thoughts to something else before he had a huge problem, you weren’t here to take care of. 

He then decided on just a regular t-shirt and grabbed some boots to put on. He got his keys and phone before heading out of the hotel room to meet everyone. 

Most everyone was already down in the lobby by the time Harry arrived. 

“About time you decided to show up,” Nick said. 

“I’m right on time,” Harry defended. 

“Yeah, but you’re always ready to go before everyone else, yet you’re the last one to arrive,” Jeff smirked. “Late night with a little someone?”

Harry rolled his eyes. “Don’t we have some breakfast to eat?” He said walking into the restaurant of the hotel. 

“Didn’t eat enough last night?” he smirked. 

“Watch your mouth,” Harry said. 

“It was just a joke,” he laughed. 

“I don’t need you talking or joking about Y/N and I’s sex life,” he said. 

“Oh my god, so you did!” Nick smirked. “I knew that you two couldn’t resist each other. Does this mean you two are back together?” 

Harry groaned. “What’s with all the questions?” 

“Okay, you can’t hook up with your ex, who you’ve  been like obsessed with for years, and just go silent!” Nick said. 

“Yes, I can,” Harry smirked grabbing a menu and opening it, almost has if he was trying to block out the questions. 


While you were eating your breakfast, you took out your journal and started writing down some words. By the time you had finished your food, you had an entire song written down. 

You knew that what you were about to do would be risky, but for right now taking risks meant you could be happy and living your life. 

You called up your band and told them to get to the venue a few hours earlier than the show because you had a song you wanted to work on for that night. 

Once you got all of that situated, you set the alarm on your phone and then went to sleep. 


“So, I know we were supposed to go out tonight, but uh Y/N invited us to her show,” he coughed. 

“Ooh,” Nick smirked. “I take it we’re going?” 

“Well, I’m going, and then I guess whoever else wants to go,” he said. 

“I’m going! I love me some Y/N,” Nick smirked. 

Harry laughed. “Sometimes I think you like her more than me.” 

“Well, she is prettier,” he joked. 

“That’s true,” Harry laughed. 

“So, you’re really going for it again, huh?” Nick said. 

“Yeah, I love her and she’s the one I want to spend my life with, so why not?” Harry smiled. 

“I’ve never heard you talk about someone like that before,” Glenne said. 

“That’s because I’ve never had a reason to talk about someone else,” he shrugged. “I met Y/N when I was 19 and really liked her and for some reason, she liked me back. We started dating a few months after we met and things we great for a while, but I was touring, she was touring, the media had a fucking field day with our relationship and it just got too much. So, we ended it a week before our one year anniversary and then a few months after that, we ran into each other again and tried it again, but shit just went downhill again. We were always fighting and having to defend our relationship. My Mum and sister kept asking me if what was going around in the media was true and I just let their doubt get in the way,” he sighed. 

“Did that not like her?” She asked. 

“No, it wasn’t that exactly, I think they were just worried about me getting hurt,” he said. 

“That makes sense,” she nodded. “How do you think they’re going to feel about the two of you getting back together?”

He shrugged,” I don’t know, but I know they want me to be happy and Y/N makes me happy,” he smiled. 

“Well, we’re happy for you and can’t wait to meet her tonight,” Glenne smiled. 


Harry and his group of friends arrived at the venue. They all were able to go in a back way and while everyone went to find their seats, Harry went to look for you backstage. 

You were getting changed into your on stage outfit when Harry knocked on the door. You walked over and opened the door, smiling when you saw him. He instantly wrapped his arms around you and picked you up in a hug. 

You giggled. “How was your day?” You asked. 

“It was great, but I missed you,” he pouted. 

“I missed you too,” you smiled. 

He smiled leaning down to kiss you. After a bit, he pulled away, “You’re so beautiful,” he said. 

“I know,” you joked. 

He laughed putting you on the ground and he walks over to sit down on the couch. 

“So, where is everyone else?” you asked. 

“They went to their seats,” he said. “I wanted to come see you before the show.”

“I’m glad that you did,” you smiled. 

“Y/N, ten-minute warning,” one of your crew members said poking their head into the room. 

“Okay,” you nodded. 

“Hey, Harry,” she smirked. “Welcome back,” 

“Thanks, Jess,” he laughed. “Well, I better get to my seat, so I don’t miss any of the show.”

You nodded. “After the show, you and everyone can come back here.” 

“Sounds good,” he said wrapping his arms around you. “You’re gonna smash it out there,” he smiled. 

“Thanks,” you smiled puckering your lips. 

He laughed leaning down to kiss you again before pulling away and heading out the door. 


The entire show so far had gone amazing. The crowd was loud and energetic and you could see Harry with a bright smirk on his face as he watched you. You were a bit nervous because the song that you had just written this morning was up next. 

You put your microphone on the stand and grabbed yourself some water to drink. 

“Okay, how are you all doing tonight?” you smiled. “Are you having fun?” 

The crowd screams and jumps up and down. 

“So, uh, this next song is a brand new song. It’s not on any album or anything. In fact, it’s so brand new, I literally just wrote it this morning,” you said. “Now, you’re all probably thinking, why are you about to do that? Don’t you need time to work it out and rehearse it and what not?” 

“Well, yeah, usually,” you laughed. “But I started thinking about how music, doesn’t always have to be perfect and it never truly is. Nothing is perfect. And that’s sort of what the song is about, it’s about how something might not be perfect or fine all the time, but you shouldn’t let it keep you from experiencing it. My band and I rehearsed this song all day, so hopefully it won’t be horrible,” you laughed. 

The crowd goes silent a bit, but a few voices make it through cheering you on. The music starts and you stand up to the microphone. 

“Face me. Take me. Save me, don’t try to change me. Face you. Take you. Save you, I won’t try to change you,” you started off. 

“Yes, Yes,” you sang softly. 

“Here’s my body that I’m giving to us. Here are my arms that’ll hold us up. Here’s my life dedicated to love. I’ll try to give you everything you deserve and I can’t promise that’s gonna be fine. Here I am if you’re ready to try, here’s my tears when you tell me those words, here’s my life, for better or worse, for better or… yes, yes.” You sang at the end of the song. 

The crowd went insane and you had the biggest smile on your face. You looked over at Harry and you could see him smiling as big as you. He knew that song was written about him and about your relationship. 


Once the show was over, Harry and his group of friends, went backstage. When you got off stage, you went a changed out of your sweaty clothes and put on something more comfortable and dry. You sprayed some dry shampoo in your hair and touched up your makeup before heading to meet everyone. 

They were all talking to one another and Nick saw you first. “There she is!” he joked. “The lady of the night!” he said running over and giving you a hug. 

You laughed hugging him back and Harry turned around. “Oi, hands off my girlfriend,” he said. 

“Shh, don’t tell him about our love affair,” he joked. 

“He’s only jealous because you’re not hugging him,” you giggled. 

“Hey! I’m right here you know,” he said. “I can hear both of you.” 

“We weren’t exactly trying to keep it from you,” you laughed. 

Harry rolled his eyes with a smile and wrapped his arms around you. “You were fucking amazing,” he whispered. “Bloody brilliant.” 

“Thank you,” you smiled. 

“And that song… wow. It was everything.” he smiled. 

“I’m glad that you liked it,” you smiled. 

“I loved it,” he said. “Ready to meet everyone?” 

You nodded. Harry took your hand and gave it squeeze before walking over to the group. He introduced you to everyone and they seemed to really like you because they invited you out with them. 

“Actually, Y/N and I already have plans,” Harry said. “We have some things we need to talk about before she leaves in the morning.” 

“Oh, you have to leave tomorrow?” Jeff asked. 

“Yeah, I have a show in DC tomorrow night,” you said. 

“Well, have fun you two,” he said. 

“Yeah, and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” Nick smirked before leaving with the rest of the group. 

“So, do you want to grab some food?” he asked. 

“Yes, I’m starving, but we can just grab something quick and go back to the hotel,” you said. 

He nodded and wrapped his arm around your shoulder as you walked out to your car. After stopping to get some Chinese food, you both go up to your hotel room. 

You were leaning up against Harry as you two ate. “Tomorrow morning’s gonna come too soon.” you sighed. 

“I know,” he whispered kissing your head. “But we’ll see each other soon. I have to fly back to London to rehearse and film a tv spot, but after that, I’ll be free for a bit so I could fly out to meet you on tour,” he smiled. 

“Really?” you asked. 

“Yes,” he nodded. “I don’t really have any promo to do until it gets closer to the release date of my album, so I’ll have a few weeks free. I mean I’ll probably have to fit in some rehearsal time with my band, but your tour is over in a month or so right?” 

You nodded.” Yeah, my final show is at the end of May.” 

He smiled. “And then once you’re done with tour and I’m finished with a shit of promo, we can take a nice little getaway together,” he whispered. 

“That’d be wonderful,” you smiled. “I need a getaway.” 

He smiled. “I bet you do.” 

“Know what else I need?” you smirked turning around to face him.

“What’s that?” He asked watching you move toward him. 

“You,” you whispered before leaning into kiss him. 


The next morning came early when your alarm went off. You sighed cuddling up to him. He yawned kissing your head and rubbing your back. 

“What time do you have to leave?” He asked. 

“7 am, so we have about an hour left,” you sighed sadly. 

“Let’s order some breakfast and then jump in the shower while we wait,” he said. 

You nodded sitting up in the bed, holding the bed sheet over your bare chest and grabbing the phone. After you placed the order, you both went into the bathroom for a quick shower. 

When you were done, you dried off and changed into some yoga pants and hoodie. You packed everything in your suitcases and sat down to eat breakfast when the food arrived. 

After you ate, Harry wrapped his arms around you. Tears were threatening to fall and it didn’t take long before they did. Harry sighed. “Baby, don’t cry,” he whispered. 

“I’m trying not to, but we’ve already been apart for so long and this wasn’t enough time,” you sniffled. “I know we’re going to see each other in a week, but still. I feel like I just got you back and now we’re going to be apart again.” 

“We’ll talk every day. We’ll facetime. This week will go by before you know it and I’ll be on tour with you and we’ll have every day together,” he whispered. 

“Promise?” you whispered. 

“I promise baby,” he smiled putting his forehead on yours. 

Unfortunately, it was time for you to leave. Harry grabbed your suitcases and loaded them onto the cart. He tipped the bellhop to take them down to your car. 

Your car was parked at the back of the hotel, which meant that you and Harry could privately say your goodbyes before getting into the car. When you got down to the car, Harry wrapped his arms around you, squeezing you tightly against in him a huge hug. 

“You better call me as soon as you get a chance,” he said. 

“I will,” you smiled. “And you better call me when you get back to London.” 

“Don’t worry, I will,” he smiled. 

You two embrace for a little bit longer and he leaned down to kiss you. You eventually pull away. “I love you,” you whispered. 

“I love you too baby,” he smiled. 

You get into the car and head to the airport. 

You were still scared about getting back together with Harry, but you would rather be terrified of what could happen, then miserable because you would always wonder what if. You just hoped that this time, things would be different, better and you would finally get your happily ever after that you both deserved. 

**** The song referred to is Yes by Demi Lovato! :) 

Hope you enjoyed this One Shot! :) 

Family Heirloom

Filling request 46 #7 and possibly request 47 #4 in a second part

Things always got interesting when your mom went away on vacation. It wasn’t an uncommon occurrence for her, she always seemed to be running off somewhere to do something–or someone. Ever since she’d dug up the old family amulet, your mother had been pretty eager to pass off all of the consequences for her actions onto you, her son.

The first time it happened, you had been horribly embarrassed. Especially since you’d still been in high school, and having a 3-month baby bump that grew and grew prompted a lot of taunting. You’d hated how you looked like a house under the stupid, blue graduation gown, and how the stupid baby wouldn’t settle down for the whole ceremony, rolling and kicking and causing all sorts of discomfort.

After the third time a baby had been added to your womb, a certain appreciation had developed. You enjoyed the weight of your stomach, how you had to spread your legs apart when sitting to make room for it. The fluttering of feeling the babies inside move around and compete with each other for space, and being able to run your hands over your round, swollen stomach, knowing your half-siblings were inside. The reality of it all turned you on, honestly, and you enjoyed the time when your mother was gone so that you could head to the mall and have a little fun. It was a huge imposition, granted, to be waddling around in public in so much discomfort, but it was worth it.

You thought you would’ve gotten more looks, honestly, wandering around the mall with a stomach the size of a woman who was in her 8th month of pregnancy. At first, it had been a huge burden on you. Your mother would come back from a rather scandalous vacation in the early stages of pregnancy, and she’d pass it over to you to incubate for the remaining months so that she could run off again. Of course, you never gave birth. You’d go to the mall and, using the family amulet, pass them off onto some nice-looking couple, so that they might end up with a cute bundle of joy.

Today, that was your mission. Of course, you had to have a little fun, first, It wasn’t uncommon for you to do this, and it was just amusing to look around and watch as everyone acted like this was perfectly normal. You picked a bench outside of a maternity store to camp out on, and the show began. A young woman pushing a stroller approached the store, her blouse stretched tight over a rounded, ample stomach, Smiling, you rubbed your thumb over the amulet, watching her stomach flatten out as she entered the store. At the same time, you felt your own swelling underneath your shirt, which was loose enough to accommodate the day’s plans. As your stomach expanded, your legs spread to make room for it, and you smiled to feel two extra babes rolling around in your womb, making a total of five. It felt euphoric, and you couldn’t help but run your hands over the smooth bump, which was protruding massively out from your flat chest. You were getting hard, but it wasn’t like anyone could see it, not around your stomach anyway.

You had your fair share of fun for a few hours, giving a white couple an asian baby, or an african-american couple a white baby. At the most, you’d counted seven babies in your crowded womb, and you’d barely been able to sit up straight with how heavy and large your stomach had been, When it came time to pass off the two babies you had been left with, which you weren’t even sure where your siblings at this point, you realized that it wasn’t something you had to do. For years you had dreamed of giving birth, of going through hours and hours of exhausting labor to give way to the euphoria when it was all over. Your mother was on vacation for a few more months, yet, which meant that the two babies you had could grow until they were ready to come out, and then you would bring them into the world yourself, on your own.

When you stood up to leave the mall, you held your heavy stomach as you waddled out, trying to ignore the clear arousal in your pants. You had no idea what the next few months would bring, or what to expect when you went into labor. All you knew is that you had never been more excited for the next few months of your life.


This is PART TWO. You can find PART ONE right here.

Originally posted by multiimagiines

Klaus X Reader (Best Friends pt. II)

Now that Klaus knows that you know about the supernatural, you’ve been introduced to the rest of his family at the Abattoir. 

Freya immediately adored you, especially when Elijah let it slip you thought she was the hottest Mikaelson. Rebekah was a little leery around you, Hayley was shocked Klaus actually had friends that weren’t compelled to stick around and Hope liked that her Dad had someone else to care about. Elijah, of course, found you amusing, and Marcel was surprised that a human could speak the way you do to Klaus and still get away with your life. 

Unfortunately, or fortunately as Klaus had joked, Kol was travelling so you didn’t get to meet him.

“All I’m saying is that it’s a bit suspicious,” Rebekah says. “You and my brother have been friends going on two years, in secret might I add, and you’re not shagging? Impossible.”

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“Ah yes,” Victor hums, rubbing his chin with a fond smile on his face. “I remember the time where your father and I both went to the Maldives on our first vacation after retirement. The weather warned that it would be hotter than usual but you know I don’t listen to those reports. What do they know; Makkachin could predict the weather better than they could just from lying on his side. But anyways, there was this secluded beach that had a beautiful cove at the base of the cliff and the water was beautiful and clear. We had some champagne, fed each other some fruit, one thing led to another, and soon we were making sweet love on the white sandy beach. But since I didn’t take the heat into account, I got a pretty nasty sunburn on my backside and two hand imprints between by shoulder blades made by your father. Plus, he left his sunscreen at the hotel, so his entire left half of his body ended up getting sunburned too.”

Victor gives a hearty laugh. “Man we looked ridiculous! We stayed in the hotel pretty much the rest of the vacation rubbing each other down with aloe lotion. Not what we planned, but I didn’t mind as much since I got to treat your father to a sensual massage,” Victor says. He gives this sigh that he always does when he thinks about his husband, glancing at the clock that hangs over the kitchen stove. It’s just going to be another hour till Yuuri will be done with his pupil. Victor should get dinner started so it will be ready when they come home.

Across the dining table, Anton Nikiforov-Katsuki gives a twitch of his eyebrow.

“I literally just asked you what the weather was like in Maldives as a possible honeymoon location after my wedding, but since I don’t think I’ll get that mental image of you and Dad making ‘sweet love’ on the beach, maybe we’ll go to Barcelona.”

“Oh, there was ONE time in Barcelona-”

Wondrous by SBK

“Are we deer yet?”  Three and a half year old Judith Grimes asks for the sixth time at her father’s dismay.

Rick Grimes closes his eyes and drops the map to his thighs as he tries to conjure up enough patience to quietly and politely ignore his daughter.  He takes a deep breath, opens his eyes, and looks over to his wife in the driver’s seat.  “Don’t say it.”

“Say what?”  She asks innocently.

“I know you want to but just…..don’t,” he requests quietly.

She only smiles as she keeps her eyes on the road.  He wanted to take a short cut to Oceanside, trying his best to make their drive as pleasant as possible as Judy was impatient and Carl was sulking because Rick decided this would be a true family getaway and Carl’s girlfriend, Enid, would be left behind for a change.  She opens her mouth to speak only to hear their son grunt yet again.  Here it comes………

“I still don’t understand why Enid couldn’t come with us.  We’ve all been to Oceanside before and she likes the beach just like we do,” Carl complains yet again.

Rick rattles the map, his frustration evident.  “It’s only a couple of days Carl.  This will be Judith’s first time at the beach so I wanted it to be a family thang.  You’ll be alright without her and she’ll be alright without you.  Besides, the four of us haven’t had a real family vacation and this will have to do.”

Michonne looks in the rearview mirror, sympathizing as she sees Carl’s morose expression.

“I bet you wouldn’t leave Mom behind for a couple of days,” Carl whispers.

Rick turns to look back at his son.  “What was that?”


“Are we deer yet?”

This time, Carl is the one to sigh the loudest and say, “Judith please.  Stop being such a baby.  You’ll be the first to know when we get there ok?”

“I’m no a baby.  You a baby,” the little one returns defiantly.

“Yeah whatever you say…—by.”  Carl sticks his tongue out at his little sister, knowing that would get a rise out of her.

As soon as the two start fussing, Rick puts the map aside and moves to the rear of the RV to referee.

Michonne shakes her head and tries to contain her laughter as the three members of her immediate family are slightly on edge.  The word baby is thrown around again and she can’t help it as she visualizes a cute and cuddly baby Andre when he was first born.  The memories of him used to pain her so severely that she would do almost anything to keep them at bay.  Nowadays, she welcomes them, holding on to one of the happiest moments of her life.  She takes a deep breath and watches her family in the mirror once again before returning her eyes to the road.  She remembers meeting Judith for the first time and how that pain and despair has transformed into so much love she feels her heart will burst from it.

A thought hits her and she frowns as she tries to remember her last cycle. Over a year ago, a missed cycle was the norm due to irregular meals and a slight bout of malnutrition but that is not the case now.  Alexandria is thriving like never before.  They’re growing crops, raising livestock….things are good for them now.  Hence this variation of a family vacation.  They’ve visited Oceanside other times but never the four of them and they never stayed overnight.  Time has brought change to all of the communities.  OS has been able to maintain a certain spread of the beachfront and they’ve come back to enjoy it at their leisure for a change.

Rick returns, dropping back into his seat with a soft thump.  “Please tell me we only have a few more miles.  I’m ready to let Judy loose on the beach so she can run until she passes out.”  He laughs but notices immediately that his wife is not laughing with him.  He looks over and takes in the deep, thoughtful scowl on her face.  “What’s wrong?”

Michonne’s features relax as she glances his way briefly.  She tightens her grip on the steering wheel, checks on the kids once again, and whispers, “I think I’m….late.”

Rick shakes the map, giving it his attention and asks absently, “Late for what?”

She rolls her eyes heavenward before giving him a quick peek.  He is engrossed in the map once again.  “Rrrriiiiicccckkkkk……” she draws his name out long and slow, connecting with his eyes once he looks up at her.

The expression on his face is blank so she kindly places a hand on her belly and watches as his eyes grow wide with understanding.

The map drops to his lap with a sound crinkle.  He tilts his head, then glances back at the kids, thankful they seem to be entertaining each other instead of aggravating each other.  “Are you….sure?”

She gives a negative shake of her head.  “No but I think we should be sure.  I can get a test from Denise once we get home.”

“You’re gonna make me wait?”

“We’re on vacation remember?”

“Well maybe we should head back…..” He goes silent as she whips her head in his direction so fast that her hair bats her in the face.  “Maybe not.”

She pauses for just a moment.  “I’m probably not anyway.  I was just sharing because I couldn’t remember the last time I had my cycle and….”

“You can’t remember?  It’s been that long?” Rick asks excitedly.

“It’s gonna be fine Rick.  We’ll enjoy our time here at Oceanside and deal with the rest later.”  She smiles at him as she brings the vehicle to a stop, puts it in park and yells at the kids, “We’re here!!!!”

Cyndie, Rachel, and several others open the gates and walk out to meet them.

Michonne, Carl, and Judith exit the RV together as Rick takes several deep breaths before following behind them.

The family spends several minutes getting reacquainted with the Oceanside group before Judith announces that she is ready to see the beach.  Carl had been relaying stories to her so her excitement is at an all-time high.

Rachel and Cyndie gather toy shovels and plastic buckets just for Judith and lead the way.  Carl joins them as Rick and Michonne follow at a slower pace.

She grabs her husband’s hand and kisses it.  “Would you relax please?  I promise everything is going to be ok.”

“You’re sure?”

“I’m positive Rick.  Have I ever steered you wrong?”

He takes a moment to consider her words.  A smile plays around his mouth as he answers, “No.  You haven’t.”

“And you still trust me?”

“Of course I do.”

“So whatever we find out when we get back home is going to be fine either way because it’s me and you…..together.”

He squeezes her hand.  “Me and you.”

They arrive at the beach and watch closely as Carl and Rachel put down a couple of walkers before dragging them off to a designated area and returning to help Judith find some clams.

Their daughter giggles quietly as she kicks off her shoes and curls her toes in the sand.  Seeing the wondrous expression on her face warms their hearts and makes them glad they made the decision to do this.

“Looks like she’s having fun,” Rick suggests as his wife nods.

Cyndie walks over to them.  “Hey.  You two can take a walk if you want since this is a vacation and such.  Carl and I can handle things….or rather Carl and Rachel.  I’ll take care of Judith.”

“Thanks but this is a family vacation.  Y’all are welcome to stay but I’m ready to get some sand under my feet,” Rick announces.  He removes his boots and his socks and joins Judith to dig up some sand, searching for clams.

Michonne smiles and does the same, giving Carl a stern look and a smile once the nearly grown young man joins them.

Cyndie and Rachel smile as they move off to give the family some alone time.  Although they both know that Rick, Michonne, Carl, and Judith can handle anything that comes their way, they linger around on the beach at a distance watching the family quietly.

Worry Will Only Cause Wrinkles

*Hey this is set a year before my post “Running Regrets” so it can be read separately. It is also posted on AO3!*

Neil was worried, which was not an unusual emotion for him. After captaining the Foxes for two years and proving his continued worth to the Moriyamas every game; worry was a constant companion.

Neil was exceptionally worried this year though, because Andrew had agreed to go pro. If, for nothing else, to keep a close eye on Kevin and Neil. Neil was not anxious about Andrew getting offers. No one could deny Andrew as the best goal keeper in the league.

Neil stressed over Andrew being alone.

Andrew might never admit it out loud but Neil knew how important having his family close was to the man. He knew by the way Andrew’s shoulders tensed whenever Nicky began excitedly chattering about Germany. Never noticing how Nicky always looks over at him hopefully, wanting support when he mentions breaks and vacations together.

And whenever Aaron mentioned med school, Andrew simply left the room. He blamed it on ‘the cheerleader breathing making him reach for his knives’ but Neil knew the truth. Andrew was not ready to let his family go.

Which of course was further complicated by losing so many people all at once. Kevin had signed with the L.A. Jets (ranked 4th nationally, seemed to Neil that Kevin also had an affinity for the underdogs((a comment he had of course made to the press at Kevin’s official signing causing Kevin to throw the pen at him, Andrew to smirk, and Wymack to noticeably not lecture Neil on appropriate things to tell the press))). When Kevin had moved out of the dorm and firmly shook Andrew’s hand on the promise of seeing him on the court again next year, it seemed to be the first moment Andrew had realized Kevin was no longer going to be in choking distance.

It was no longer going to be Andrew’s responsibility to pull Kevin off the floor when he has one of his 'Raven moments’ and dump him in his bed. There would be no one to watch history documentaries and then lecture on what they had gotten wrong. No one to yell about Andrew’s diet…

Neil had found Andrew on the roof during Kevin’s going away party holding a cigarette with a bottle a vodka resting by his leg. When Neil had dared to say “it’s okay to miss him.” Andrew had stubbed the cigarette out and calmly told Neil that he only regretted not having someone for Neil to blather on about exy with, because 'who will compete with you for greatest exy junkie ever’ before pulling on Neil’s shirt and distracting him with 'yes or no.’

But Neil had not been able to forget Andrew’s expression, and how he sometimes glared at their wall calendar as if it was to blame for time continuing to run away from him. For time taking his family away from him.

Andrew had finally found a family that wanted him, flaws and all, and their lives were now getting in the way of that. And soon time would be the cause of something Andrew had never experienced before. Andrew being the one to leave.

There are many things that Neil and Andrew each have as off limits topics. After Aaron’s court case Neil would never ask about the moment she (Neil never says her name) touched Andrew’s arm and opened her mouth as if to say something, before her face crumpled and she turned around and walked away. ((And when Neil was particularly obsessive with marking Andrew’s neck that night he knew Andrew was not okay until he looked in the dorms mirror three day later and said 'if you want to pretend to be a vampire at least finish the damn job’ before throwing on a scarf and leaving for class.)) And Andrew knew to never comment on why Neil flinches just a little too hard whenever a female comments on their relationship. Especially the one time Dan had yelled at them to stop flirting and get back to practice.

But nothing quite compared to both of their resistance to mention the looming May graduation date in a years time. The day Andrew would be leaving Neil. It was easy to say they were going to stay together. That 'this’ was it for both of them, but it was harder to admit that being apart was an ordeal neither wanted to face. Since Baltimore the longest time they had spent apart was a week (5 nights 6 days to be exact) and it was fur to another event neither of them spoke about.

Beyond that incident there was the occasional weekend where Neil went to visit one of the girls when Andrew was feeling particularly anti-outsiders and that was it. They were very rarely out of each other’s line of sight ((outside of classes and Andrew’s appointments with Bee)) much less across the country from one another.

Which compounded onto Neil’s other worry, because Andrew was not great at making friends. And Neil could not imagine being okay with Andrew being on a team full of people who didn’t understand him. He didn’t want Andrew to exist in a place where everyone only saw him as 'monster’ again. Andrew may have protected Neil his first year, but they had protected each other ever since.

“Uh… Captain? Neil? Dude? You alive in there?”

Neil was shaken out of his own thoughts by the woman standing in front of him. She was 5'6, muscular, and with a thick mane of unruly dark hair. Robin Thompson, their new freshman goalkeeper. Neil had been put in charge of picking her up from the airport. This was perhaps the friendliest greeting he had ever received from a freshmen recruit.

“You can call me Neil. No one calls me Captain.”

A wicked smirk turned up the left corner of her mouth, matching a nose that had clearly been broken at least once ((from reading her file Neil knew it had been broken three times)) and freckles that crossed the bridge of her nose across her cheeks. “How about Cap'n O'Neil?!”

“… that’s not my name.” Neil was sure it was a reference he was supposed to understand, but so far Robin had proven to be the most disarming recruit he had met. From reading her file he was expecting a sullen, angsty, angry teen and instead was sent to meet with the equivalent of a firecracker.

“Hmm slow on jokes. We will work on that.” Before tossing her carry on at Neil’s face and lifting her other bag on top of her shoulder, wheeling a midsize suitcase behind her and heading towards the exit. “You coming” was thrown over a shoulder and Neil was hard pressed to know whether or not it was a question or just merely a statement.

Mirror For The Sun - Part 2: Cedar Point

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Summary: Series: Nat tricks you into leading a road trip with Bucky, Sam and Steve. Her plot is partly to get the boys to travel for fun for once but mostly to get you and Bucky together. You and Bucky, who seemingly despise each other. 

Warnings: swearing

Word Count: 2057

Author’s Note: I LOVED Cedar Point as a kid, but hubby pointed out to me while I was writing this on the road that not everyone knows what it is… I think I’ve explained it in the fic, but if not, google it and be jealous. It’s mind-blowing. Ok I added this gif after because it totally looks like a roller coaster harness…

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“Okay! Okay! I recognize this!” Y/N shouts slapping my arm absentmindedly as she leans forward between the front seats. “Go left up here.”

I had been pleasantly sleeping before this rude awakening. I groggily force myself more upright and swat her hand away “Stop hitting me.”

She stops, but doesn’t answer me in any other way. She doesn’t lean back to include me or tell me where we were, or even turn her head in the slightest to acknowledge me. Shit. I’ve really pissed her off. I thread my hand into my hair, pushing it off my face and catch Steve’s warning glare in the mirror. I can practically hear his mom-voice ‘You don’t have to snap at her Buck, she’s just excited.’

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Make Me

For my babygirl @blacksteel-art. <3 

I’ll see what I can do for your other prompt, lovely. <3

“Come over here and make me.”

His head snapped around so fast to stare at her it was a wonder he didn’t get whiplash. “What?”

Dark eyes flashed in challenge. “You heard me.”

Instantly the wheels started turning in his head as he responded to that challenge, narrowing his gaze, his body tensing, senses tuned only to her. 

Despite the flush riding high on her cheeks, Kagome stared back boldly, unwaveringly, one arm crossed over her chest to hide her nakedness while the other hung at her side, fingertips trailing in the hip-deep hot water. Her heart pounded in her chest, butterflies erupted in her stomach, not having a clue what in the world she was dong, but feeling compelled to carry out the impulse anyway.

Inuyasha said nothing as he gazed at her, face impossible to read, and Kagome was beginning to think she’d made a very terrible mistake when suddenly he stood up in one fluid motion, turned to face her and promptly untied his sword to drop on the ground. Her breath caught in her throat as, without once taking his eyes off hers, he swiftly shrugged out of his suikan, letting it fall unceremoniously to the ground and his kosode followed shortly after. 

Then, with deliberate slowness, he waded into the water and made his way toward her, gaze intent, something flickering in his amber gaze that sent an answering pulse straight to the most sensitive part of her body.

Kagome was frozen as he approached and he flush and nothing to do with the hot water when he halted in front of her and crossed her against the boulder at her back, caging her in with an arm on either side of her head.  

Still he said nothing and Kagome found herself leaning in, her eyes going half-lidded and her mouth parting as her gaze dropped to his mouth. A deep rumble reverberated in Inuyasha’s chest as he hovered his mouth over hers, for all intents and purposes looking ready to make her get out of the spring, as she’d so bade him, and her heart pounded in anticipation, arm dropping away to press a hand to his bare chest.

With the steam rising all around them, Kagome looking absolutely fucking beautiful before him and her lips looking entirely too tempting, Inuyasha tilted his head, brushed his lips against her ear, and breathed, “…There’s a snake behind you.” 

Inuyasha had never seen Kagome move so fast before and amidst her frantic splashing to vacate the hot spring as fast as she could, he was treated to quite the spectacular view of her perfect ass but could only be a little disappointed when she grabbed his firerat to cover up. Doubled over in laughter, he managed to catch a glimpse of red as she disappeared into the trees and his mirth only intensified when he heard her hollering back to him to go to hell.

Birthday Sex

Prompt: You and Roman have been an item for a while. You plan a surprise party for his birthday. Dean helps you and Roman sees you spending time with him and gets jealous, thinking you are cheating. Just as he is about to confront you he walks in on his surprise. Followed by smut about you being his and only his. Anon. I added Daddy!Kink to this. It’s pretty damn smutty.

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Request: Hi! I have an idea for an imagine and I though I should share with my fav writer on Tumblr: you since you are taking and making amazing Alex’s requests. Well since everyone since to already hate this new girl Alicia I thought that maybe you could write about Alex x reader knowing each other from working during s4 and kinda dating (not officially) and then this new girl comes in for s5 and starts flirting shamelessly with Alex so reader is really jalous but he calms her down, yes? PLEASE!
Note: I hope I did this one right? Don’t know why but I’m not so confident about it, I just don’t want to dissapoint you. So let me know, all of you, release the pressure resting on my heart. ;-) But Enjoy, I certainly did.

Words: 2577 

Two weeks of beach and sunshine got you all reloaded for the filming of season five of Vikings that started tomorrow. In the past two weeks you didn’t do anything more than laying at the beach, reading and even did some sight seeing. But how good those hot tempatures maybe were and how proud you was on the little tan you got, you where glad to be home again. You pulled you baggage from the transporter before you walked out of the maze that always seemed to confuse you. When you came at the arrivalgate you saw a figure you probarbly didn’t suspect to see. ‘Are you here for me?’ You asked Alex completly confused. Yes, you texted past two weeks and to be honest, you missed him more than the cat waiting for you home but you really didn’t suspect him to be here waiting for you.
'No, I’m waiting on the old lady over there.’ He pointed. You turned around to an older woman, hugging her husband before you realized that he was joking. 'I’m here for you, yes.’ He corrected himself. You tilted your head, a smile spreading over you face before you wrapped an arm underneath his shoulder to hug him. Yes you missed him, that tight hug said it all. Through the whole filming of season four you kind of grew tighter with Alex. You dated him, on a occasion of two but it was a little unclear of there was friendship of more. But as long as he was around you were glad. 'Next time you run of to the sunset you don’t forget me.’ He placed a greeting kiss on your cheek before pulling your baggage out of your hands. 'What are you doing tonight?’ He asked with that kind of a promesing smile on his lips.
'I’m just back. I’m gonna go home, unpack and take a deep breath before we have our first setday tommorow.’ That last one on a little more excited than you expected it to be.
'Somebody looks forward.’
'Offcourse, missed all of you.’
'Me, the boys and Ida are coming together tonight, you should to.’ He suggested. He didn’t lead you right to a cab but to his own car.
'I’m exhausted.’
'Come on Y/n, I missed you.’ He putted on his puppy face on and you shook you head, looking to him from the other side of the car.
'Fine.’ You smiled, knowing he would harass you until you gave in anyway. He brought you home and picked you right up later that day. Your eyes traveled up to the grey sky remembering how much sunlight you had on your vacation.
'Missing the sun already?’ He joked. You stepped out of the car and looked up to the sky again.
'I’m half freezing to dead being back here.’ You reacted. He wrapped his arm over your shoulder and walked with you inside. Marco jumped the both of you from behind.
'Y/n, next time you go on vacation you tell uss so we can join.’
'You see.’ Alex agreed with his friend.
'I didn’t miss the both of you together.’ You pointed to them. Alex and Marco always were trouble if they hang around with each other. He walked between the two of you and wrapped his arms around you and Alex.
'Back together, you ready?’ Marco asked you. He held you so tight you hardly could move your neck. You putted your thumb up and he released you, giving you a kiss on your cheek before leading you to the others. Ida jumped right from her seat and embraced you tight.
'Glad to have you back. I’m so excited.’
'You’re not alone.’ You said with a promesing look before greeting Jordan to. If you talked about squadgoals, the five of you were. Alex ordered some shots and gave if to each one of you.
'My boys and girls, to season five.’ Alex said with a promessing glare over each one of you. He putted his little glass up and you all ticked it before drinking. To season five.

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