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From Starbucks to where we are now (Elliot Alderson x Reader Smut)

Request: An imagine where reader (girls) is as socially awkward as Elliot and works at Starbucks. Elliot comes in one day and she notices him extra and then a few days after HE asks for her number but she says no but writes it on his cup. And then some relationship stuff and fluff, and maybe some smut at the end if you’d like.

A/N: I hope you like and enjoy this imagine, because I do! Leave your comments behind!

Word count : 2,032

“Next, please!“  You shouted and took care of the next customer in the line. Today was a very rough day at Starbucks. So many people came in and out and you barely had time to take a little break. Unfortunately, one of your co-workers fell ill so the whole work was waiting only for you and for another girl. It was pretty exhausting. You had to take orders and serve people at the same time, while your other co-worker prepared everything.

After a few hours, you were very tired and your feet began to hurt terribly. You took a look at your watch and noticed that only three hours had left for your end of work. Rolling your eyes, you pulled yourself together and continued your working.

As always, there were some jerks who tried to hit on you. You experienced such things every time at work. But you didn’t pay much attention, not even defend yourself. You were not the type of girl who socialized a lot. You were different. You rather spend some time alone instead of meeting people or going out. Besides, you barely had friends to hang out with and reject everybody who tried to spend some time with you. The only friend you had was Amanda, your co-worker. She was nice and funny. You could trust her.

Once you gave an old lady her order, a young man at your age stepped in front of you. You gave him slight smile. “What would you like to order?” He stared at the menu behind you, surveying it thoughtfully. Then his green-blue eyes gazed at yours. “What would you recommend?” His question took you off guard. Normally, you never got questions like this. Something told you that he was very different than other people, maybe even more different than you. Your eyes wandered at the black hoodie he was wearing. You always had a thing for hoodies in general. You almost had a collection of different colors of hoodies in your wardrobe. Admittedly, it suited him very well.

“Uhmm.. I would prefer Caramel Macchiato, sir.” You replied politely. His eyes still was fixed on you, which made you feel very uncomfortable. It felt like his eyes would pierce wholes through your body. “Caramel Macchiato it is then.” You wrote down his order as he took a place at the end of the room. You followed every single move he made, so mesmerized by this young man because you knew he was unusual. As he looked back, you instantly tore your eyes away from him and told Amanda to prepare his order so you could give it to him.

A few minutes later, you nervously walked to the young man of whom you did not even know his name. “Here you go!” You mumbled as you lay the cup of Caramel Macchiato on his table. “Thanks.” He said before you walked away with some strange feeling in your stomach.

It was not the only encounter with him. He would used to come every day from now on, always ordering the same drink and sitting at the same spot, while he used to tip something on his laptop. You wondered what he did.

Once in a while, he would stare at you, observing every move you did. You must say, you kind of liked his attention. He was very handsome and the most beautiful man you had ever seen in your life.

“Hey..” You heard someone mumble behind you. As you turned around, you saw him, clothed in his usual black hoodie you fell in love with. Sometimes you wished he would give it to you so you could add it to your collection. “Hey..” You answered. It was Sunday and the store wasn’t as much as full as it used to be. He handed you over some money. “The usual, please.” You nodded and started to prepare his order.

“C-can I have your number?” You almost got and heart attack and nearly dropped the whole macchiato on the floor. What was he asking? Your number?  “No!” You shook your head. How could you give him your number? You didn’t even know that guy. You turned around only to look at his sad facial expression. “What a pity..”  You thought about it. Maybe giving a try?

He wanted to grab the cup in your hand but you pulled it away from him. You sighed, grabbed a marker and noted your number on the plastic cup, which made him smile widely. After he went out of the store, you hoped inwardly not to regret the choice you made. And you didn’t.

Only a few hours later, he called you only to tell you that he wanted to meet you. And since you had no other plans for the week,  you agreed at his offer.

You spent your first “date” in his apartment. His name was Elliot Alderson, a very wonderful name, and he was working for AllSafe. As you suspected, he was pretty different. You found out he suffered from anxiety, depression, paranoia and delusions. Besides, being touched made him feel very uncomfortable but he made an exception when it came to you. He didn’t mind you touching or hugging him, no he felt better.

You always used to play with Flipper, because you loved dogs with your whole being. And Elliot loved watching you when you played with her. You told him about your hoodie collection, that you loved long walks, dark rooms and coffee. That’s why you also worked at Starbucks. The rest of the night you used to cuddle a lot, watching films on Netflix while eating Popcorn.

From that day on, you both were dating each other. He would take you out for long walks as you used to like and sometimes spent the whole night with you awake and surrounded by the dark, talking to you about different stuff. And you grew to love him every single day. He created feelings in you that nobody had before. He may be awkward or unusual but he was interesting too and you loved him.

It was a rainy day as you came back from work, paying Elliot a visit. Actually, you spent every day in his apartment, he even asked you if you’d like to move in with him. You clothes were wet from the rain because you were too silly to take an umbrella with you. All you wanted was taking a nice shower, wearing some of Elliot’s comfy clothes and cuddling with him on the sofa.

He greeted you with an amused smile as he opened the door, giving you soft kiss on your cheek. “Save your silly comments, El!” You warned him and entered the apartment. On your way to the bathroom, you took of your jacket and shoes, Elliot watching you. “I’m taking a shower, babe.” You told him. You were too busy with taking off your clothes so that you not noticed that you hadn’t locked up the door.

And of course, Elliot took the advantage of sneaking into the shower. He was waiting for this moment a long time. As you stepped under the shower and turned off the water, you were greeted with hot warm water, that instantly calmed your tensed muscles. You sighed contently, feeling the exhaustion washing away from your body.

Suddenly, two strong arms were wrapped around your waist and you flinched at the sudden contact. You were almost screaming if there wasn’t Elliot who held his hand over your mouth. “Shh.. baby.. It’s me. “He whispered seductively in your ear. “Elliot! What are you doing here?!” You hissed, as he pulled away his hand. “Wanted to shower with you. What else?” You slightly felt nervous because it was the first time he would ever see you naked. You were very self conscious about your body, and didn’t like it very much. “Elliot, please go out.” You pushed him away but it was useless since he was stronger than you. “No..!” He whined. “I want to shower with you!” You turned to him, looking lightly sad. “Elliot, please. I don’t want you to see me like this.” He stared at you confused. “Like what?”

“My body.” You gulped. “I don’t want to see you my body like this.” He pushed you against his well built chest, stroking your wet hair lovingly. “What’s wrong with your body?” He asked. You buried your face in the crook of his neck, kissing his tender flesh. “I don’t like my body, El. I feel fat.”

“That’s nonsense, (Y/N). You’re not fat. You’re perfect.” You smiled a little bit at his statement. “And besides, I don’t care what you’re look like. You’re beautiful to me. Inside and out.” You pressed your body against his, mumbling an “Thank you,Elliot.” He kissed your forehead. “May I show you how much I love you?” You exhaled nervously, knowing exactly what he meant. It was your first time and he would take your virginity in a bathroom. Not really the way you imagined your first time, but hey it could be very exciting. You nodded your head in determination. “You may..” You softly spoke.

Elliot pushed you carefully against the wall, his lips were pressed against yours, kissing you with hunger and lust. His hands were trailing all over your body, leaving shivers wherever he touched. As he nibbled on your neck, a low moan escaped your lips and you could feel yourself getting wet between your legs. Elliot found your sweet spot with no difficulty, sucked and licked the tender skin.

You wrapped your hands around his body, your nails digging into the skin of his back. He pressed you more against the wall, loving the way you made him feel. You could notice his erection against your stomach, biting your lip. “Jump.” Elliot panted and you did as he ordered, wrapping your legs around his waist. He continued to pleasure your neck until there was nothing more left than hickeys. Although they would be visible at work tomorrow, you could care less. You were too much into this moment and enjoyed Elliot’s amazing mouth on your neck.

One hand wrapped around your waist, his other hand trailed down to your sensitive area, his thumps teasing your clit. You rolled your eyes in pleasure, moaning out his name. “Elliot!” He continued to tease your entrance and later on inserted one finger into you, pumping his finger in a slowly and agonizing way. “Mhmm, Elliot.”

Elliot could get used to the sweet sounds you made because of him. He looked at you in admiration, how you bit your lower lip, trying to muffle your moans and how your eyes fluttered with lust. He couldn’t wait any longer and slowly slid himself into you. His already hard erection was filling you completely, stretching your walls. Deep and low moans escaped your lips and after Elliot gave you time to adjust to his size, he began to move. First very gentle and carful, later wild and passionate.

“(Y/N)!” Elliot groaned, pressing your foreheads together, losing himself in this intimate moment. Thrusting harder, he hit one spot you craved for the whole time, making you yelp. He kept thrusting  that spot, making you see the stars. Slowly, you felt something build up in your stomach and knew that your high was approaching. “I-I’m going t-to cum, El!” You panted. Elliot nodded his head. “I’m c-close too..”

You buried your face again in the crook of his neck, feeling your high coming closer and closer. Suddenly your walls clenched around Elliot’s member and you arched your back, screaming his name. Elliot rode you through your orgasm and after his thrust became sloppy, he came himself. You were on birth control, so you didn’t mind him releasing into you. You both took a moment to calm down from your highs. Elliot pecked your lips, sliding out of you. “I love you, (Y/N). It was beautiful.”

“I love you, too Elliot.” You responded. “And yeah, I agree with you. It was beyond beautiful.” You washed each other before you stepped out of the shower. From now you were definitely a fan of bathroom sex.

Firewall Down (AI/Robot! Jungkook x Reader)

Originally posted by jeonify

Important Author’s Note:  Hello everyone! I am back again after a brief hiatus or whatever you would like to call it. This new story is quite special to me as it is my first request that I have decided to try to turn into a story, hopefully, quite a few chapters long. Thanks to @line-fangirl for the request and I hope you thoroughly enjoy this work. Please don’t hate me for the crappy summary that is to follow or any crappy writing mistakes as this work has not undergone any form of editing. 

Pairing: Reader x Jungkook

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Smut (eventual)

Rating: PG - PG13 (for this chapter)

Characters: Reader, Jungkook, BTS (Eventual)

Word Count: 4,146

Summary: (Y/N) lives in a world consumed by hate, famine, and fear. A nuclear stricken world characterizes the loss of all chances of hope, love, and trust. Living in a world so far from the world that we know today, (Y/N) and her dad try to prolong their own survival, nevermind their existence in a group. (Y/N)’s intention to secure only her own survival in a world so hell-bent to erase it is slowly altered by a most unusual source. Though AIs were created with solely the intent of destruction and control, (Y/N) finds herself taking a deadly interest into an AI by the name of Jungkook assigned to her survival group. His continual expresssion of his lack of emotion only encourages (Y/N) to find out more about him. And suddenly, the unfeeling Jungkook is made to feel things he never considered and unintentionally change the course of (Y/N)’s life for forever. 

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i like how Thomas gave us a nice fluffy video centering around Virgil becoming comfortable with himself and being accepted as part of the family after his angst and then BAM fucking rips our hearts out once again. Patton feels invalidated, and is hiding his pain. Roman is even more of a dramatic mess. Virgil is trying his best, but damn it’s hard. Thomas is just…. sad. and Logan???? oh god, Logan. no one listened to him. no one cared that he & Virgil weren’t doing well in that moment. he tried to keep things under control but why would anyone listen to the cold, calculated, logical, arrogant, controlling, emotionless robot?

i wanna write fluff now. to hell with angst. im sad.

Caught in a Tree

The Iron Husbands edition (T’tony version here) ((Includes cats))

“Rhodeyyyy I need your help.” Tony pleads, grabbing onto Rhodey’s sleeve and dragging him toward the quad. Rhodey waves to his friends, but allows Tony to drag him to the big oak tree outside the engineering building. 

“What are we doing here?” Rhodey asks, Tony releases his sleeve and points up into the tree. 

“So, I finished HELI earlier.” Tony starts, and Rhodey beams at him, proud. Tony had been working on the little flying robot for weeks, and he’d finished it. 

“That’s awesome dude, nice job.” Rhodey cheers, and Tony blushes, rubbing at the back of his neck. It’s fucking adorable. 

“Yeah, but HELI is now stuck up there.” Tony points up again, and squints. Rhodey looks up too, seeing a flash of silver in the upper branches. “I can get it, but I can’t reach the first branch.” Tony says, jumping up to demonstrate. 

“I’ll boost you.” Rhodey offers, linking his fingers together. Tony steps into his grip and manages to pull himself up onto the branch. 

“Thank’s Rhodey, you’re the best!” Tony cheers, and Rhodey is glad he can’t see the flush on his cheeks. Tony is busy scrambling up the tree to get to HELI. “I got him!” Tony calls down, and Rhodey can hear him speaking softly to the little robot. “I’ve got you HELI, you’re okay.” 

“Fucking adorable.” Rhodey mumbles to himself. 

“Rhodey, I can’t drop HELI, but I need to climb down.” Tony informs him, and Rhodey looks up, seeing the large robot gripped in Tony’s hands, and the wary look he’s giving the ground, he laughs. 

“I’ll catch him if you drop him down to me!” Rhodey offers. Tony looks aghast and his face goes white as he once again looks at the ground. 

“Not dropping him, I’m a genius, I’ll figure it out.” Tony decides, moving one foot off the branch. Rhodey stifles another laughing fit. 

“Let me help you genius!” Rhodey calls, Tony scowls down at him. 

“I am an independent man!” Tony replies clutching HELI to his chest. “I will save myself and my new child, just you watch!” Rhodey nearly busts a gut laughing. “Why are you laughing at me?” Tony whines.

“You’re stuck in a tree, like the adorable idiot you are?” Rhodey says, cracking up.

“Idiot?” Tony screeches, nearly falling off his branch in outrage. “Adorable.” He whispers to himself. Rhodey keeps laughing. “I may be small, but I will beat you up.” 

“From up there?” Rhodey asks, grabbing onto the branch to pull himself into the tree.

“Just you wait ‘till I get down from here!” Tony cries, moving one foot to the branch below him. Rhodey can see his knees shaking. 

“Stop moving, I’m coming to get you.” Rhodey says, moving quickly up the tree. Tony groans. 

“I would have figured it out.” He declares, passing the robot down to Rhodey. “I’m trusting you with my child.” Tony informs him seriously. Rhodey nods back. 

“Don’t worry cutie, let’s get you down from here.” Rhodey says, holding HELI under one arm, and working his way slowly down the tree. Tony follows behind him.

“Cutie, fucking cutie, I’m a badass beautiful genius, you’re the cutie.” Tony mumbles. 

“Thank you.” Rhodey replies, and Tony’s foot slips a little. “No flirting in the tree, got it.” Rhodey assures him. Tony snorts.

Monster Kisses
  • The three bee monsters: When these three boys kiss you it’s all at once. They simply adore to devour your attention and make you squirm. Each kiss is feathery light and it’s never just one kiss, they leave ticklish trails all over any exposed skin.
  • The Centipede Monster: He can’t really kiss because he doesn’t have lips, but he nuzzles against you all the time. He’s also more of a biter anyway; likes to mark what’s his so other suitors will stay away from you.
  • The Three headed cave monster: They take turns of course, they don’t want to overwhelm you. And they don’t want to loom over you either so they always get close to the ground and angle their faces upwards to meet yours. Their kisses are delicate and hesitant and you feel like you constantly have to remind them that you are not made of glass. And of course each kiss requires your face to be engulfed in wriggling tentacles, not that you mind really.
  • Cosmic entity #4: They’re eager to kiss you any chance they get and their lips are surprisingly plush. They will coil their massive serpentine body around you, their shimmery gold skin glinting in the light as they move. And they’ll keep you immobilized until they’re satisfied they’ve spoiled you silly with kisses.

Some of my characters:

  • Benjamin/Sarus: Being a robot the last thing you expected was for Ben to be physical with you, but he showed great curiosity in human affection early on…especially in kissing. Kissing him produces the same kind of lovely effect of holding a warm mug of tea in your cold hands. He’s so warm and when he kisses you his warmth seems to seep out of him and fill you up from the tip of your toes to the top of your head. When Sarus kisses you though…he’s much rougher, but not at all without all the love you feel when Ben is in control. It’s just expressed differently, which is understandable, there’s nothing delicate about the way Sarus does anything.
  • Nocturne x Ebony: Ebony is very reluctant to receive any kind of affection from the giant moth monster who calls itself his boyfriend. But he’s so used to Nocturne’s presence that sometimes he lets things slip, like at night time. When he’s curling up in his nest, fluffing up his feathers to stay warm, the massive cotton ball likes to give him a little peck on the very top of his head before laying over him. You’d be surprised how warm a massive moth man can keep you at night.
  • Christoph X Victor: Christoph is always finding new ways to pamper his small faceless companion. He wants Victor to feel absolutely cared for and spoiled. Even his clones join in on the fun of spoiling Victor. Victor was intimidated at first by all these massive insect men, basically twice his height, all wanting to treat him like some precious treasure. But he’s gotta admit, being petted and kissed from practically every direction by the same loving creature is uh….pretty cool.

supergal128  asked:

Fluff Week: Caboose with mini Freckles

Donut made Caboose a bunch of tiny hats for Mini Freckles making Caboose very, very happy.

LOOK HOW  CUTE BEE IS!  just going “nope I can’t let you through here, no nope” and he just keeps a smile the entire time

anonymous asked:

Elliot fluff please?

Of course! Shout out to anon for being my first prompt <3

‘Y/N this is stupid.’

‘Elliot it’s been six months.’

‘I don’t mind I’m used to it now.’

‘Bullshit you haven’t thrown any of her stuff away.’

A scratching noise distracted the two of you from your bickering. You crouched down to the cage in front of you, poking your fingers through the holes for the Chihuahua to lick at them. You’d loved Flipper to death; she’d been perfect for Elliot but unfortunately she was gone now.

Elliot stood stubbornly, pouting slightly as he stared down at the dogs. So what if he hadn’t thrown Flipper’s leash away? He just hadn’t got round to it.

‘What about this one?’ You gestured to the Chihuahua which was gnawing on the bars now.

‘It’s too small I’d step on it.’

‘But Flipper was small-‘

Elliot huffed and walked away further down the cages. You bit your lip – maybe he wasn’t ready after all.

Elliot leaned against the wall, resolutely staring away from the dogs. A puppy seemed to have taken an interest in him and started whining, growing louder and louder until Elliot whipped his head around.

‘What?’ He snapped. That was it, he was officially crazy.

The puggle (was it a puggle?) looked positively delighted and pawed at the bars excitedly.

‘Stop that…’ Elliot shuffled down, placing his fingers on the bars. The puppy’s paws looked red raw.

‘You don’t want her.’ Elliot nearly jumped out of his skin. He took several steps back staring at the man in front of him with wide eyes.

The man let out a deep chuckle. ‘I didn’t mean to scare ya. But she’s a runt. Arrived yesterday. I’m honestly surprised she lasted the night.’

Elliot swallowed. He hated the way this guy had just appeared. The puppy whined again and tilted her head at the two of them.

‘Where did you find her?’

‘Puppy mill. Cops busted it last week. All the others were dead except her. Ironic isn’t it?’


Elliot was watching the puppy again now, transfixed as he watched her press her nose hard against the cage bars.

You kept your distance a few meters away but even from there you could see that he had that look. The look he wore when he watched Flipper trot across his kitchen floor for the first time.

30 minutes later

‘Well that went easier than I thought it would.’

You both jiggled slightly as the train bounced along on the subway. Elliot didn’t respond, he simply tucked the puppy further inside his unzipped hoodie. She’d been shivering since you left.

When you got home all three of you lay sprawled out on Elliot’s bed, taking turns to lift the puppy up and inspect her.

‘You like her then?’

‘Yeah…’ He wrinkled his nose when the puppy licked all over his face.

You laughed gently at the two of them, melting when he placed his free hand in yours. He lifted the puppy away from his face, she was small enough to hold in one hand.

‘Y/N…’ He turned those eyes on you, you could see the smile playing on his lips.

‘Thank you.’ He placed a very soft kiss on your lips, he was close enough that you could feel the happy sigh he gave out as he pulled away.

After a few seconds you finally got your breath back.

‘So what are you gonna call her?’


‘Jesus Christ Elliot.’

Just realised all of my writing features dogs wtf I just really love dogs okay.

Ty anon xxx

Her Voice

A/N: Guys I’m working really hard to get to all your requests but with college n all I don’t have a lot of free time :( 

Request: This is like my new favourite page to check out. Could you do something with Rami where there is a new assistant who will be talking into his ear piece with Elliot’s monologue and he just loves her voice and they get to chat a lot but it’s awhile before he gets to meet her.

“Rami, that’s not the line.” Sam calls out from the director’s chair. Rami runs his hands through his hair in a frustrated manner. The stress of the third season of Mr. Robot was really getting to him along with all his other projects.

“I’m sorry, my head’s all over the place.” He apologises.

Christian smiles at him sympathetically, clapping him on the back.

“Hey, this is the price of being a highly requested actor kid.” Rami chuckles weakly.

“I’m fine with the conversational scenes, it’s these damned monologues.” He sighs.

Christian laughs.

“Shame you can’t have someone reading it to you through an ear piece, huh.” To the actors’ surprise, Sam brightens at this.

“That’s actually not a bad idea.” He muses. “You can get super tiny ones these days, and either way we can edit it out.”

“Are we seriously considering this?” Rami asks, unsure about the suggestion. He certainly likes the idea of not having to remember the intense monologues that seem to be the bane of his life at the moment.

“Why not? People have done weirder things to get their actors to perform at their best.” Sam shrugs. “I’ll get someone on the phone.”


The plan was put in motion speedily, and by the next day Rami was having a miniscule earpiece fitted while he sat in hair and makeup.

“This is certainly new.” The makeup girl comments, amusement clear on her face.

“You’re telling me.” Rami chuckles. Sam joins them in the trailer and explains the way it will work.

“One of the script editors has agreed to sit in a trailer and read the monologues to you through a mic. Obviously you’ll still have to memorise it to an extent but it’ll be much easier.”

Rami nods, apprehensive about the whole concept but looking forward to seeing if it improves his performance. He leaves the trailer, shrugging his black hoodie on and making his way to the apartment set where his next scene will be filmed. He is met with Christian in his Mr. Robot attire, sitting on the couch muttering his lines.

“You ready Bond?” He jokes, standing up.

“You’re asking the wrong person.” He snorts, tapping his ear indicatively. Christian shakes his head and gets into position, Rami follows suit. Sam sits down in the director’s chair and flicks through the script to the current page.

“Right, I’m expecting to need to do a few takes to get a feel for this, but just try and do it as you’d usually do it, okay Rami?” Sam states.

“Yeah. Also, is this thing on?” He says, gesturing vaguely at his ear.

“It should be. Could someone get Y/N to say something through the mic to check its working?”

There’s a reply from one of the crew and moments later, Rami hears a woman’s voice, clear in his ear as if she were standing right next to him.

“Hello? Can you hear me Mr. Malek?” Her voice is nice, smooth and sweet.

“Uh, yeah I can. Can she hear me? Just call me Rami.” He hears a laugh.

“You don’t have to shout, Rami. I can hear you just fine.” He immediately feels embarrassed.

“Aha. Sorry about that.” The crew watches on in intrigue.

“Right, let’s get this started.” Sam claps his hands together, and the scene begins.


Once Rami had gotten the hang of using pauses and listening while speaking, the scene flowed fantastically. He was finally able to complete the monologue that had been plaguing him and the film crew for days now. He sighed with relief once Sam had yelled cut, telling him that he’d done great.

And the method stuck, every morning Rami would put his earpiece in and Y/N would be waiting on the other end to say;

“Good morning Rami.” And he’d smile instinctively and say it back. Hearing her voice had become the highlight of his day, she’d taken a lot of stress off his shoulders while being fun and easy to work with.

But after every cut Y/N would invade his thoughts. Who was she? What did she look like? What colour were her eyes and did she smile the same way he did when she heard his voice? He was slowly becoming consumed with wonder and an unshakable need to meet her. He wanted to thank her for everything she’d done for him on top of her own work as an editor.

At least that’s what he told himself, but the truth was; he was falling steadily for the sound of her voice, her quiet laughter when he’d mess up or would get muddled between what she was saying and what line he was currently reciting. Her little coughs, or the sound of her sipping water while his costars spoke.

He loved that between scenes, neither of them would take their earpieces out, but would make small talk while he drank his coffee and she critiqued his performance. He learned that she enjoyed Elliot’s exchanges with Darlene best, the uncannily authentic sibling banter that they had relieved her heartache for Elliot’s relentless struggle.  

He learned that she often got colds, apologizing every time she’d sniff or reach for a tissue. It was off-putting when she’d suck cold lozenges, the sound of her mouth working over the sweet distracting his mind… And body. She probably didn’t even know. He had an image in his mind of this beautiful yet faceless woman, and he had never felt such a pull to know what she looked like.

“Rami, wakey wakey.” He shakes himself out of his thoughts to see Carly waving a hand in front of his face. “We’re about to start.”

“Ok.” He smiles, standing from his seat and making his way to the set with his onscreen sister. They chat absently about getting takeout for lunch, sharing equal enthusiasm at the suggestion of pizza.

When they arrive on set, Rami zips up his hoodie and prepares to slip into the role of Elliot, but he’s distracted by the sight of a woman talking to Sam. She’s Y/H, with beautiful H/L, H/C hair that seems effortlessly styled. Pretty E/C eyes that are scanning over the thick wad of papers she’s holding between her and Sam. Concentration is etched over her features in the most adorable expression he’s ever seen.

He’s filled with the sensation that he’s known her for years, despite this being the first time he’s seen her as far as he can remember. She glances up, apparently aware that he’s been gawking shamelessly at her. She spots him and her eyes widen, a smile stretching across her pink lips.

“Rami.” She says, and his heart lurches. The simple word was enough to send butterflies flitting in a frenzy within his stomach. It’s her. She walks over to him, leaving Sam fumbling with the stack of paper. “You probably don’t even know who I am,” She laughs shakily, he can tell she’s just as nervous as he is. “Its- “

“Y/N.” He grins, interrupting her.

“Yeah.” She exhales, her surprise at his recognition evident. He stands there awkwardly, simply taking her in.

“Christ, you’re like a pair of teenagers crushing on each other.” They’re brought out of their trance by Carly’s snort. Rami feels his face heating up and the pink on Y/N’s cheeks tells him she’s equally embarrassed by the comment.

“That’s enough blushing and looks of longing.” Christian announces. “I wanna get this scene over with, I’m fucking starving.”

“I’m so sorry, I’ll just-“ Y/N stammers, but Rami grabs her by the arm before she leaves.

“Meet me after this? I’ll get us lunch?” Her uncertain frown is replaced by a bright red complexion and a smile.

“Sure.” She breathes, then waves hesitantly and hurries out of the studio. After that, Rami struggles to get into Elliot’s role with the ridiculous smile on his face.

angel.exe | donghyun

member; kim donghyun (mxm, brand new music) x fem!reader
☾  genre; alternate universe (machine / robot), mostly fluff / a slice of accidental angst
☾  word count; 3.1k+
☾  preface; my heart grew bigger for you at some point / i can’t hide it anymore

Originally posted by dxnghyuns

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Click, click.

The neatly lettered keys of your laptop swirl together in your blurry vision, the occasional yawn only serving to worsen your observance of your fingers as they continued to flit across the keyboard, as if operating on their own.

More clicking, the sound of letters coolly being crunched out and formed on the screen.

Your eyes are glued to every word, but they barely register any meaning - you instead settle on allowing yourself to be lost in the feeling of your thoughts manifesting right in front of you, forming paragraphs and paragraphs of characters strung together.

Have to finish, got to finish.

The overlying thought within the back of your head presses your conscience, your growing migraine fading into the background as you continue to blankly stare at the glowing screen, the rest of the world tuned out and less than coherent in your thoughts.

The scuffling noises near the doorway behind you don’t faze you despite the fact that your earbuds were in a tangled mess strewn to the side of the desk a few inches away, your hearing completely exposed and consumed by the overwhelming silence that accompanied the meeting point between late night and early morning.

Of course, except for the sounds that betrayed the presence of another being within your apartment.

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What Love Is // Kim Namjoon


the prompt: can I request a rap monster au based off of the song iRobot by Jon Bellion? Where maybe you and him are both robots trying to become human again?

words: 1279

category: sci-fi + song rec

author note: i actually fell in love with this song when i listened to it and it does seem to make one think of namjoon. this isn’t so much of a romance scenario as a thriller(?) scenario but i worked hard on it and i rlly like it. hope you do too.

- destinee

Originally posted by daeguboy

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All these yandere family au headcanons are making me want a fluffy au where Knock Out and Breakdown actually do kind of become Jack’s parents.  XD

After KO and BD (who’s still alive and happy) defect to the Autobots, Jack volunteers to help show them around and is just generally very nice and supportive (because he’s just that kind of kid).  Knock Out and Breakdown are both kind of confused at first as to why this squishy little human (who they’ve both tried to kill multiple times in the past) would be willing to help them, but they eventually become very attached to him.

They’ll take Jack out racing or to a drive-in movie or tell him stories about what Cybertron was like before the war.  It’s a bit surprising to them just how protective they feel towards Jack, but he manages to worm his way into their sparks.  Jack will sometimes joke about how much Knock Out and Breakdown act like his dads, to which they’ll roll their eyes or make a sarcastic comment, but secretly it warms their sparks to hear him say it.

June is at first very skeptical of her son hanging around a couple of ex-Decepticons (especially the one that tried to kidnap her) but she relaxes a bit when she sees just how fond they are of her son.  Jack even introduces his mom to KO and BD at one point to help mend any broken fences.  It’s a bit awkward at first, but Knock Out and Breakdown are both very respectful and charming, and June actually finds herself liking them.  They eagerly listen to June when she starts telling them stories about Jack’s childhood, to which Jack will bury his head in his hands and groan with embarrassment.  (Yeah, they’re never letting you live those stories down, Jackie boy.)  Before they leave, Breakdown turns and offers June a small, warm smile.

“You got a great kid there, Ms. Darby.”

“I know,” she smiles softly.