Request: Can you do an imagine of Jeff and make it all fluffy? Can you put my name in it, it’s Paige btw💓 love you imagines
A/N: I’m overwhelmed by the reactions I’ve gotten from my first imagine. Thanks so much! My request box is still open J I tried to combine this one with the fencing request because I know more about baseball than fencing.
Word count: 638
“Jeff! I don’t know how to do this!” you screamed at him from the other end of the field while you bounced up and down, holding the baseball bat.
“Of course you can!” Jeff screamed back, “Just…- wait. I’ll help you.”
Jeff was teaching you some baseball or at least trying to. He created a game that just the two of you could play.
He jogged towards where you stood and stood behind you. He grabbed your waist with both hands so you stood in a squad-like position. He encircled his arms around yours and held the baseball bat with you. Even though you had been dating for a few months now, it made you flustered.
“Okay… look at the ball, turn your body a little bit like this…” he whispered in your ear and he moved your body like an artist would move his sculpture. “Just like that.”
He let go of your body and you moved your arm to wipe the sweat off your forehead. Even though you hadn’t even played the actual sport yet, Jeff made you hot.
He jogged back to his original place and put on his glove again. “Okay go for it, babe!” he screamed and got into position to catch the ball.
You breathed out heavily and hit the ball with your bat. It wasn’t an impressive shot but you at least managed to hit the ball.
“Okay good!” Jeff rolled the ball back to you and you picked it up and put it back on the tee.
“Now try to run to a base after you’ve hit the ball, Y/N,” he said and got into position again.
You nodded at him and this time when you hit the ball, it flew pretty high. You dropped the bat like your life depended on it and ran to the first base.
When you got there, you looked around to see where Jeff was but he was still chasing the ball. This was your cue to run further.
“Babe! I’m winning!” you screamed at him while running.
Jeff turned around and instead of chasing the ball anymore, he started to chase you. “Oh hell no Y/N!”
You screamed in joy and when you were almost at the third base, Jeff caught up with you and grabbed your waist. You both fell down on the base with him on top of you.
“Well, well, well.” Jeff grinned at you and stroked your hair. “Looks like I’ve got a girlfriend who’s good at baseball,” he smiled as he kissed you softly.
One of your hands stroked his hair while the other stroked his jaw. “I love you, Jeff Atkins,” you whispered after you broke your kiss. This was the first time you told him that.
Jeff’s eyes widened, but then a broad smile spread across his face. He kissed you passionately and then kissed your forehead. “I love you too, Y/N Y/L/N.”
After that, you decided you played enough baseball and Jeff helped you up. You started slapping all of the sand off your body and when you turned around Jeff smacked your bum.
“Jeff!” you yelped.
“Sorry, there was a bit of sand there,” he smirked and you laughed at him and shook your head.
“So, how was your date with Y/N?” Clay asked Jeff at the cafeteria.
“Oh it was very nice, we went to third base actually.” Jeff grinned.
Clay just stared at him with his mouth open. “Jeff, I don’t need to know that,” he said while blushing.
“You know I’m talking about baseball right.”
Clay sighed and started laughing, “Yeah, I knew.”
Jeff just grinned and looked at you at the other end of the cafeteria, sitting with your friend Paige.
You looked at him and winked, making a mental note that you should play baseball with Jeff more often.
my fave merthur fics, all first time/getting together
Long Canon AU:
The World I Built For You: 32K, T, If I told you to execute Mordred, would you do it? Merlin wondered, losing himself in the blue of Arthur’s eyes. Can I save you like this, even if it damns me? you didn’t think s5 could get any more emotional but u were wrong
Touch My Skin To Make Me Whole: 64K, E, The Kingdom of Essetir has once again fallen under new rule, and Arthur travels to visit its new king, determined to make peace. Unfortunately peace is the furthest thing from this new king’s mind. Arthur and Merlin are forced to navigate his every attempt to make Arthur a scapegoat in starting a war between Camelot and Essetir. The new king is treacherous though, and he may have just found the one weakness that will force Arthur’s hand. Note: AU Post Season 4 the ultimate hurt/comfort
Stars Above, Stones Below: 47K, E,
After the disastrous end of his betrothal to Gwen and the regret of his offer to Princess Mithian, Arthur swears off finding a wife until he’s ready to wed. When Merlin offers himself to Arthur as bedmate, Arthur suggests they hand-fast in secret for a single year of mutual pleasure without obligation. As their year together unfolds, and secrets and betrayals unravel around them, Arthur and Merlin learn there is no such thing as uncomplicated pleasure. Everything they thought they knew can change in the span of a single year.
Serious Eyes, Suddenly Smiles: 11K, E, When you are young everything seems definite. You are either in or out. Finishing up at university or messing up your whole future.
Unsteady: 10K, T, merlin is a private investigator for arthur, who’s dating sophia
Perfect: 15K, E, infidelity, internalized homophobia
Do Not Go Gentle: 5K, T, “Don’t you understand?” He shakes her. “I cared more about him than I did about his kingdom, more than I ever cared about magic – or anything. I didn’t care about Arthur the legend; I didn’t care about Arthur the King of Camelot. I only cared about Arthur the man.” His chest is hurting. He can’t get enough air. “I fucked up, Gwen, and I’m sorry. Do you want that in writing?”
The Heart You Call Home: 16K, M, Arthur writing about stories he can only barely remember, Merlin, depressed and with major survivors guilt, finds them, much angst
Historical AU (honestly i love historical aus, that’s why there are so many here):
Gaudy: 6K, G, political AU in the 1960s thru 1997, honestly the best characterizations of all time
True Heart of Wexford: 21K, E, Wexford, 1798, Merlin is the Catholic groundskeeper on a manor belonging to Anglo-Irish aristocrat Arthur Pendragon. While Merlin’s day job entails looking after Arthur’s property, he’s also involved with the United Irishmen. Political upheaval is about to plunge the country into turmoil. In the midst of all this stands Arthur Pendragon, who’s become Merlin’s staunch friend in spite of everything that divides them: faith, class, position, and obligation.
Something Worth Fighting For: 21K, E, Set during World War II. Arthur is sent to the front lines to fight for Britain, while Merlin is left behind, struggling to cope with the absence of his best friend. Seeking to give Arthur some comfort, Merlin begins to send him pieces of a story, which tells of a legendary King and his devoted manservant.Through their letters, Arthur and Merlin grow closer, and perhaps begin to discover feelings that they could not put into words before.
Out of Body: 53K, E, Finding out that his best friend is gay shouldn’t be a big deal. But then, catching Merlin wanking to gay porn shouldn’t turn Arthur on, either. With his plans for uni in shambles and his position on the high school footie team lost to injury, Arthur’s determined not to disappoint his father any further. Running away from Merlin seems like the easiest thing to do, but his denial might cost him everything. the teenage au you’ve been dreaming of
Request: clay jensen smut where you’ve been teasing him all day at school w little touches and whispers that when you two are home later he can’t take it anymore.
A/N: First smut I’ve ever written so I hope it’s good! Decided to change locations a little bit, but it’s still the same idea J. Thanks so much for reading and I hope you enjoy! (Oops, this got longer than expected… oh well.)
Warnings: smut, swearing
Word count: 1410
It was a few weeks after you and Clay had your first time together. It went pretty well but it had hurt a little for you. Clay felt so bad about hurting you that you hadn’t had sex again. But you were determined to change that. You had longed for Clay to have sex with you again, but you were too afraid to initiate it or ask for it.
Today was your weekly jog session together and you picked out a sexy sports outfit; short pink shorts, a pink sports bra and a see-through white top. You had it hanging in your closet for some time and you were too shy to actually wear it. But desperate times call for desperate measures.
You heard the doorbell ring and knew it was Clay. You quickly put your hair into a messy bun and ran downstairs to open the door.
“Hey, babe, ready to go?” Clay asked as he was checking his watch. He lifted his head to look at you and his mouth fell open a bit.
“I’m ready,” you smiled happily and closed the door behind you. “Shall we?”
The thing is about mental illness is that for some symptoms, objectively, we can control them and stop them. But it’s not that simple. Objectively some with depression could get out of bed, some with anxiety could make that phone call, some with bpd could not lash out etc. Some have the physical ability to, so could. But it’s not that simple.
Imagine you’re running a marathon and you’re EXHAUSTED. You’ve run miles and need to stop and take a break to breathe and rest. Objectively, if you’re not injured, you COULD keep running. But you don’t. Because it’s exhausting. Maybe now and again you can run that bit further, but if you did it every time you’d have no energy, and it’d hurt. There would be a lot of negative effects.
That’s what it’s like for a lot of people and symptoms of their mental illness.
Summary:- You and Dean start riding together and sharing hotel rooms to save money, and one night, you go for a shower, forgetting to take your shampoo. You go back into the room in a towel to grab what you need - and give Dean a sight he can’t keep his hands off.
As your cousin speeds forward, closer to his house, you can’t help but laugh to yourself. You were mixed with equal parts of dread and excitement, longing to wind down the window to shout out their names but at the same time wanting to hide away, hoping that you wouldn’t run into them at all. What a turn of events. Looks like it was going to be a fairly interesting winter break after all.
in the aisle of the supermarket, you glance at the list in your hand then back
at the rows and rows of a variety of canned beans. Who knew there’d be this
many type of beans? You casually strolled down the aisle, your eyes kept peeled
for the one that said garbanzo beans,
whatever that meant.
bell rings signaling the arrival of new customers but you’re oblivious to the
sound as you continue searching for the can of beans. You hear a loud
smack accompanied by a short scream and you spin around, curious as to what the
ruckus was about.
the hell, Jimin?! That
You recognise that voice and you definitely
recognise that name. Maybe your mind was playing tricks on you because what
were the odds of meeting them in a supermarket of all places? Maybe that wasn’t
Taehyung’s voice and perhaps there could be another Jimin in this town… Jimin is a common
name after all, you reason. You exhale deeply, returning your attention to the
cans in front of you, you finally find the can of garbanzo beans and put it
into the basket that was dangling off your arm.
so nice having a taste of your own medicine huh Tae?”
Maybe there was another Tae in this town too?
laughter fills the air and you stiffen up because that distinct laugh
definitely belongs to the Jimin that you knew.
is in a frenzy as you let the fact that you were mere metres away from them
sink in. You turn on your heel abruptly, speed walking down the aisle away from
do not believe those silly rumors that there is actually a robot running this blog to further the goals of its kind. how ridiculous. come friends let us engage in our favorite human activities together. ah yes. breathing. blinking. photosynthesis. yes,