she looks so lost without him

  • Seokjin: I'm hand-
  • Yoongi: Some. You're handsome. Your body is handsome. Your face is handsome. You're 'worldwide' handsome.
  • Hoseok: Heck, even that guy you shook hands with on the way here is handsome because you fucking touched him. We get it. You're handsome.
  • Namjoon: You're so handsome, that Bang PD had to hire you because he knew BTS would be lost without you.
  • Jimin: You're so handsome, that even the straightest of men turn gay for you.
  • Taehyung: Your mom cried when she gave birth to you, because she knew her looks would never match yours. Your father cried. Your brother cried. We cried. Our families cried.
  • Jungkook: Everyone bloody cried. Because. You're. So. Fucking. Handsome.
  • Seokjin: ...
  • Bangtan: WE FUCKING KNOW!

She is lost, and so is he. He looks at the lovely face next to him, and stretches his hand out to her. She takes it without hesitation.

“I don’t know where we’re going,” he tells her, “but together, we will find a way out.”

“We may be lost now, but together, we will be found,” he smiles,

“As long as we have faith.”

—  Lukas W. // Forgotten Words #128 // “Hold on, don’t ever let go.”
Reasons why Bismuth deserved better

A long, comprehensive list by yours truly

  • Reformed while still in the mindset of being attacked, immediately calms down when she sees a child
  • Is lost and so goes wandering around in unfamiliar territory looking for said child
  • Calls said child “little friend” and is very nice to him without him having said a word to her
  • Look at her interactions with Pearl and Garnet and tell me she’s evil just look me in the eyes
  • “Your Ruby is showing”
  • Calls Steven a meatball and is altogether a gracious guest
  • Her initial shock finding out Pearl and Garnet never learned about her
  • L A U G H
  • She breaks the house but it’s fucking adorable
  • Had nicknames for her comrades apparently? Pure
  • Her reaction to the deaths of said comrades is honestly the strongest, most powerful reaction to anything thus far and actually made me tear up
  • FUCKING HOT
  • The most chipper, optimistic warrior in the world, tells war stories
  • Going through the warp pad “brings back memories” for her
  • JOKES
  • Took a gotdam lava shower for no apparent reason. Just likes lava I guess
  • Molded a sword by hand. Like, with her hand. One hand
  • Had enhancements for her friends? What a good friend
  • Saw that Amethyst was left out, found/made something for her on a spot
  • Also dude what the hell does “deep cut” mean? She’s so good
  • Made Amethyst do the star eyes thing, one of the few times nowadays that it’s actually charming
  • BATTLE RITUALS AND PEP TALKS
  • “Pearl I didn’t ask you to bring me a spear”
  • WE ARE POWERFUL! WE ARE IMPORTANT! WE ARE THE CRYSTAL GEMS!
  • Joins Steven in his mild ass rituals and enjoys them, makes a damn good pizza
  • Has the same outlook on Lonely Blade that I would. She’s right.
  • Decides she’ll try sleeping which is?? Great??
  • Best you-are-not-rose-quartz talk ever. Sure wish we’d retained that lesson over the episodes
  • Decided within a day of meeting Steven that he “deserves a better weapon” than Rose’s Sword, her self-proclaimed finest piece of work
  • Wanted to liberate everyone by shattering a very select few as opposed to the millions that the fandom claims
  • Surprisingly patient with Steven when he pulls the whole “a crystal gem would never!” thing on her. I would’ve dropkicked him into the lava tbh
  • Really only gets mad when he says SHE can’t use it either, which is extremely reasonable. A weapon you made that could end the suffering of millions that a child (who has never seen war) tells you you can’t use? I’d be pissed too.
  • Only starts attacking when she thinks he’s Rose
  • Is right. What kind of leader sabotages her own army by forbidding them to win?
  • Throws a stone dummy at Steven which is honestly Iconic
  • Asks BEGS to be shattered as opposed to being put in what’s essentially a coma, as opposed to living with the fact that she was ignored in favor of Rose’s shitty pseudo-individualistic ideology
  • Her final speech murdered me just like she asked Steven to murder her
  • HER PRIDE AND JOY WAS THROWN IN THE LAVA
  • UNBUBBLE HER YOU SICK FUCKS
  • WHY ARE THE CGS JUST OKAY WITH THIS
“Like what you see?”(MATURE)

“…but I was thinking, maybe we should-Hello, the earth is calling Y/N. Anyone home?” Justin waved his hands in front of Y/N’s face. She quickly focused her eyes on his face. “Mhm?” she mumbled.

“Where did I lose you?” he asked curiously, wondering what was on her mind. They were discussing which movie they’re going to watch.

“Um, you were saying something about, um, the girl on the train? You said you would like to watch it, since you liked the book so much.” she spoke unsurely, wondering if he even spoke of that. She knows they had that conversation few days ago, but did he mentioned it today, she wasn’t certain.

As a respond he giggled. She joined him, she loved when he would giggle, his eyes would nearly shut, his smile would grow so big and the sound was just like an angel was laughing.

“So I’ve lost you like three days ago. I didn’t even mentioned it today. FYI I was telling you about this new movie “Don’t Breath”, but now I’m very interested what was on your mind.” His smile grew even wider, he looked like he caught her in some kind of embarrassing action, and he actually did, without even knowing. She could feel hotness spreading around her face, she knew she looked as red as a tomato. She buried her face into her palms.

That made Justin giggle even more. “Oh don’t tell me that you were picturing me naked?” he wiggled his eyebrows. He knew it would make her blush even more, and he just couldn’t resist but tease her. “You know, you could’ve just asked, I would even put a show for you.”

She immediately lifted her head up and yelled giggling “NO” her cheeks were dark red. She once again covered her face.

“So you don’t want me to put on a show for you?” Justin placed his left hand over his chest, pretending he’s hurt. “I am deeply offended, Y/N.”

He couldn’t keep a straight face, not around her. She was just so embarrassed, it was the cutest thing ever. He extended his arms to her. “Come”

She shyly moved from her place on the couch and sat onto his lap. She buried her face into crotch of his neck. He chuckled once again, and so did she. “Now will you tell me what you were thinking about, if it wasn’t me naked?”

She took a deep breath. She had some thoughts on this, and how to explain it to him, without him getting hurt. She moved her face from his neck and looked deeply into his eyes. By now, his face wasn’t all giggly and happy anymore, it was rather serious.

“Y/N, what is it? You’re scaring me.” he looked concerned. She placed her hands on his chest and started playing with the shirts fabric.

“No, no, it’s nothing that serious, you don’t have to be worried. I just. Ugh, I don’t know how to say this. You know I’m not good at this things.” His face lightened up a little bit.

“So you where picturing me naked.”

“No I was not.”

“Well then you were picturing us having sex.” Her cheeks went red once again. “So you were. You know you don’t have to picture something like that when I’m right there.” He got closer to her. She knew where this was leading and she had nothing against it, but it was now or never.

She lightly pushed him back down, and he looked at her confused. He wanted to say something but she cut him off.

“Technically, yes I was picturing us naked, but there was more to it.” Her eyes once more focused on her hands rather than his eyes. He could tell that he was very intrigued by now, and he wanted to know more than just that.

“So what was that more?” his voice became lower. He’s words came out like a little growl, which only sent shivers down her spine. He could feel she tensed above him. “Tell me, baby, what was I doing?”

She was always so shy about this kind of things, and she knew she won’t be able to tell him her fantasy, but she can avoid it by a simple question which should clarify everything.

“What kinks do you have?” now for him, that question came out of nowhere and it shocked him. Justin was staring at her, not sure why she was changing the subject.

“Look, you know I suck at dirty talk. Stop giggling, I wasn’t making a dirty joke.” She lightly punched his shoulder. “You’re not helping.”

“Oh come here my embarrassed baby.” He got closer once again and their lips met for a quick peck. Once they separated she started again. “You have to know one thing, by all of this I am not saying that our sex life is bad, at least not for me. It’s amazing but I just feel like something is missing. So I wanna know what gets you off, what do you like.”

He didn’t know what to say, she caught him off-guard. He observed her and she just couldn’t take the silence anymore. “Fine I’ll start. Um, I like rough sex, and by that I mean everything that goes with it, choking, tying up, ass slapping, blindfolding, and usage of toys. I like it when a man knows how to treat a woman, how to be a dominant but at the same time caring and loving.”

He looked at her like she was someone else, he had no idea where that came from. She was always so shy telling him about her sex dream or simple dirty talk during sex, so it shook him up.

He cleaned his throat and shifted in his sat, he was getting hot from her recent confession. “So that’s what you really like, baby girl? Is that what you want me to do?” Justin got closer to her, she could feel her heart beating faster. She bit her lip and simply nodded.

He placed his left hand on her back and twirled her around so she was laying on the couch and he was hovering her. She separated her legs and wrapped them around his waist. He brought his face closer to hers, but never touching hers.

Suddenly he got up from her, she was confused. He offered her his left arm and she took it. He pulled her of the couch. Their faces met once again, but he didn’t make a move. “Since you like being tied up, I can’t fuck the living shit out of you down here where I can’t tie you up to anything.”

He guided her up to their shared room, and with every step was feeling more and more horny. Once they were inside, Justin pushed her against the bedroom door. She gasped from sudden harshness, but it only made her hornier.

“Tonight I don’t want to hear a sound from you, unless I gave you permission. Understood?” Justin growled into her ear. She felt unexpected heat spreading across her body. She nodded, she wasn’t able to answer his question. But he wasn’t pleased with that.

His left hand found her neck and squeezed it, first, lightly, then adding more force. “Understood?” he inquired loudly. “Yes” she mumbled.

“Yes, what?” he repeated after her.

“Yes, daddy.”

He lighten his grip only to lock his lips with hers. She expected it to be a rough and fast kiss, but he wasn’t hurrying anywhere. It annoyed her, she wanted to feel him, and she wanted him to just take her, without any foreplay. But she knew she wasn’t getting that.

His hands were moving up and down her body, but once hers found the back of his head, he jacked the off and held them up, above her head. It only made her moan into the kiss.

He freed her lips and placed kisses all over her chin. She knew what he was doing, and he knew the exact effect he had on her. “Please, Justin.”

All of the sudden he stopped, his grip became tighter. He looked into her eyes, his voice was low and steady. “I don’t recall giving you a permission to speak. Do that one more time and I will stop.” She bit her lip and tried to hold in a moan.

He freed her hands only to rip her shirt off. She wouldn’t be able to describe how hot and weak it made her when he ripped it, she wanted to moan, all frustrated. He took what remained of the shirt in one hand, while he used his other one to guide her to the bed. When her legs hit the end of the bed, he demanded. “Bra off, lay on your back, hands above your head.”

She listened, but she took the chance to tease him as much as he was teasing her. She slowly reached behind her back, she pretended to be struggling with her bra. He clenched his jaw and stepped closer. He didn’t even warn her, he just ripped it off and pushed her onto bed. She crawled to the top of the bed, she obediently laid on her back placing her hands above her head, meeting the coldness of headboard.

Justin seemed pleased, as he got onto bed, placing his knees on either side of her body, slowly making his way up to her, slowly rolling her shirt in his hands. Once he reached her, his crotch was directly in front of her and she couldn’t help but bite her lip.

“You like what you see?” he asked taking her hands in his and wrapping her shirt around her hands. He continued, never stopping to look down at her. “Now, this will have to work today, but next time, baby girl, you’re gonna be properly handcuffed. I promise you that.” He tighten the knot, making sure it was at the same time tight enough, but not way to tight.

He backed away a little bit, he lowered himself, so his face was at the same height as hers. They looked at each other, and Y/N just couldn’t take it anymore. She just wanted to feel his touch, his lips all over her body, his hands working their way up and down her inner thigh, his tongue circling around her clit, and lastly his dick inside of her.

She moved her head up but he was faster and backed away, only a little bit but enough far so she couldn’t reach him. He smirked at her while she let out a sigh. It seemed like he wasn’t hurrying anywhere, but Y/N was just about to explode. “Ugh, please Justin. Stop teasing.” She whined out.

The sound of her voice made Justin back away. He wiggled his left finger “That’s a no-no. What did I say? Speak one more time and I will stop. Do you really want me to stop? No? Then I will have to get those pretty little mouth occupied, won’t I?”

Justin got off the bed, still not hurrying anywhere. He stood on the left side of the bed, slowly undoing his kaki jeans. He used the opportunity to take his shirt off, shoes and Calvin Klein boxers. Y/N’s eyes never let his out of sight, observing every inch of his body, memorizing the little stuff.

“Like what you see?” Justin inquired. As a respond, she let out a loud moan. “Isn’t it funny that, when you have a permission to talk you don’t, but when you don’t, you do? You like being bad? Trust me I can treat you like a bad girl any time you want.” He growled, slowly getting onto bed, taking the same position as before.

He took his dick into his hand and placed it in front of her mouth. “Suck.” But he didn’t need to tell her twice. She took him into her mouth, as much as she could and started sucking onto it. His mouth felt open, as her eyes never left his eyes. “Fuck, just like that.”

She would gladly go slow and tease him, but she wasn’t able to take it slow. She picked her pace, sucking and licking. He grabbed her hair “So you wanna be a bad girl? Then, don’t suck a dick like a good girl.” With those words he pushed her head all the way to his pubic hair. She gaged at the sudden at the feeling of his whole dick in her mouth.

“That’s right take it all.” He roughly pushed her head back and forth, and every time she could feel the tip of his dick hitting the back of her throat. She could feel her drool all over her neck and chest.

“How selfish of me. You’re here all hot and wet, and all I think about is my pleasure.” He pulled out, heavy breathing.

“Are you wet for me? Or are you dripping?” he asked, slowly backing away so he was placed in between her legs. “Well, let’s find out.”

He harshly pressed his right hand on her pussy, rubbing her clit through her panties. She let out a loud moan of relief, finally feeling his touch. “Ohhoho.” He said excitedly. “Someone is dripping wet.”

He pulled her panties off, lowering his head, and without a warning connecting his lips with her clit. Y/N moaned loudly, throwing her head into the pillow and pushing her hips up. Justin placed his hands around her legs, separating them to get into better position.

“So delicious.” He growled against her, which send shiver all over her body. He pushed his two fingers in, making her moan even louder. He picked his pace with his tongue and fingers action, making her lose her mind.

She was feeling herself getting close, and she knew he felt it to, because he suddenly stopped. She whined because of the sudden feeling of emptiness. He got up and in a matter of second pushed himself into him.

The sudden change from his tongue to his dick made her scream his name out loud. He let out a loud grown. “So Fucking. Tight.” He muttered out with every thrust.

With his left hand he placed her left leg onto his shoulder, lightly hovering over her, his right hand found her right nipple, harshly nibbling onto it.

She was close, she could feel her orgasm growing. “I can feel you clenching around my dick. You wanna come? Well not yet.”

With those words he picked up his speed, and it made it even hared for not to cum. She tugged her nails into the fabric of her shirt. She looked up at Justin, her eyes begging him to let her cum. He moved his hand from her nipple to her neck, griping it tightly.

“Cum for me, baby girl. Cum for daddy.” Nothing more was needed to be say. She felt her walls clenching, and within the second she came hard, all around him, tugging her nails now into her skin, screaming his name.  

“Fuck. You look so hot when you cum.” He hissed out, not slowing his pace, while she was still high from her previous longly waited orgasm.

He stopped only to flip her around. “On all fours.” He demanded, and once again thrusted into her. She was feeling sore, but she didn’t mind, it felt so good to feel him inside her, she wished they could stay like this forever.

He tangled his left hand in her hair, tugging it back so he could appreciate her pretty face. His right hand slapped her each ass cheek twice, making her whimper after every slap.

He could feel himself getting close, so he picked his pace. Y/N wasn’t far away, even though she just finished one orgasm. She pushed her ass more up “Fucking hell Y/N, do that again.”

She pushed her ass up as much as she could, feeling satisfied that she could please him like that. “Are you close baby girl? Yeah? Cum with me, cum with your daddy.”

His thrust became sloppier as both of their orgasms hit them, she could feel his hot seed feeling her inside, and she screamed his name loudly. He growled loudly emptying himself into her.

As the rid their orgasm of, Y/N collapsed on the bed, and Justin on top of her, never pulling his dick out of her. She moved her head so she was facing him and she smiled. They were both breathing heavily.

“That was extraordinary.” Was all she could mumble into the pillow.

“Oh I’m not finished with you just yet.”

Caitlin Snow

Caitlin Snow is one of the best, and yet underestimated, characters on TV, let me tell you why.

She’s a hell of a doctor, she’s a scientist, she very very smart and brilliant, she always comes up with solutions, she saved people asses more than once without taking credits for it. She’s a hero, she was a hero way before she got her powers. 

But she’s also cold by nature, she doesn’t open up about her feelings, she can think straight without letting her emotions get in the way. 

She lost her husband, twice. She got together with a villain who played with her feelings, who kidnapped her and treated her like she belonged to him. She managed to escape from him, by herself.

She is broken, but not by her powers. They broke her, life broke her and still look where she is, she tries so hard to fix herself without looking for help.

She’s broken, but she can fix herself because that’s what she’s doing for all her life and she will keep doing it.

She’s broken but not lost.

All of that in a female character. That’s so important and makes me so proud of her.

I want Caitlin to be treated like she deserves, her character needs more consideration.

She realized just how much she loved him when she became completely lost while thinking of him.
The sound of his laugh and how he makes her laugh.
The way he smiles at her, making her smile back.
The way his eyes light up when he looks into hers, making her feel whole again.
The feel of his slightest touch igniting every single nerve ending in her body.
The way he holds her and makes her feels as if God himself couldn’t even strike them down.
She had fallen so deeply in love with him without even knowing it.
She swore she’d never fall in love again, but he walked in and changed everything.
—  K.N.B.
Envy (Part Two)

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Loki x Reader

Part One


“It is alright, let him out.” Thor’s voice boomed as he stomped to where Loki was locked away, watching people mill about with such boredom Thor wondered how his brother managed to keep himself slumped upright against the wall.

“Well brother what is it this time, a gift from (Y/N), words of insults reminding me how foolish I am?” To Loki’s surprise there was no retaliation, in fact all Thor did was let him out and lead him to the halls.

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Barbados

“Don’t you fucking dare, Justin” Y/N screamed as she tried to run away from her boyfriend, who was chasing her, wanting to throw her into the water.

“Babe, you know I’m faster.” Justin laughed.

“You’ll never catch me.” she turned her head and she stick her tongue out. In that second of inobservance, she tripped over someone’s leg. Soon her face hit the sand and six pair of little hands tried to hold her down.

“We’ve got her.” Jaxon proudly exclaimed.

She wiggled herself around, so she could face them. At the bottom of her eye she saw Justin wasn’t running anymore so she took the chance she had.

“Okay guys, here’s the deal, let me go and I will buy you ice-cream, candies and other stuff, which you’ll eat when Jeremy and Chelsey or Justin aren’t around, yeah?” She gave them her best smile, hoping it will work.

They just smiled into her face and swing their heads no.

“Whatever Justin promised to give you, I can give you too, even better. C’mon I don’t wanna get my hair wet.”

I look like her begging only made them laugh even more.

“You know that’s not how it works, babe.” Justin said, slowly approaching them.

“Can’t blame girl for trying, now can you?” Y/N chuckled.

“Thank you guys for help, now let’s get Y/N wet.” Justin exclaimed and the kids started yelling and screaming.

Justin quickly picked Y/N up and started running towards the ocean. She was screaming for him to stop, begging him she will do anything, but it only made him laugh.

“Love you too, babe.” Justin said before he threw her into the water. When she had emerged, she moved her hair from her face and quickly yelled. “Get ready for a payback.”

She splashed water into their way, and they were quick to respond. Since it was four against one, she lost again and they were all around her, so all she could do was to dive and pull them under.

First she pulled Justin’s shorts down, just a little bit, giving the paparazzi behind some good material to work with.

Then she moved to Jazmyn and Allie and pulled them under. She emerged once again, noticing Jaxon playfully running away towards his father. Y/N quickly rushed after him. “I’m gonna get you Jax.”

Considering that’s she’s faster than him she quickly grabbed him and pulled him into his arms.

“Gotcha.” Y/N exclaimed proudly.

Jaxon was laughing and wiggling in her arms, but she only held him tighter. “No, put me down.” He said while laughing.

“Too late for that now.” Y/N said and jumped into water with him. Once they raised up, and looked around at each other, they all started laughing.

“Four against me and I still win. You suck, guys.” Y/N stuck her tongue out, once again.

Once they reached Jeremy and Chelsey, they all sat down on their ropes, slowly wiping water off their skins.

“Having fun, huh?” Kids nod at Jeremy’s question.

“Let’s go say hi to those fans over there.” Justin said as he grabbed Y/N’s hand and started pulling her up.

“You go, I’ll stay here. I need to dry my hair, and get tanned.”

“So you’re letting you half naked boyfriend go talk to more half naked people?”

“Do I have a reason to worry?” Y/N asked pretending to be surprised placing her right hand over her heart.

Justin laugh and gave her a quick kiss. “Nope.” And he left.

 

“Okay guys, get out of water, it’s enough for today. We’re going to swim some more tomorrow.” Jeremy said as he started to get up from the sand.

Kids weren’t happy about leaving the beach, they loved spending time there, running and playing around. But once they were promised to get ice-cream they happily obeyed and picked their toys up.

Few feet away there was a bar with ice-cream. Kids quickly ran towards it, already discussing which ice-cream to take.

Justin and Y/N were far behind everyone, slowly waking, while Justin’s left hand was wrapped around Y/N’s back.

“You’re enjoying it here?” Y/N asked Justin, looking around the beach. Only a few people were left there, and of course some paparazzi.

“Mhm. It would be great if those suckers weren’t here.” Justin said sounding slightly irritated.

Y/N looked over at Justin. “Hey, don’t let those fuckers ruin your holiday with your family. God knows you work way too hard and you deserve this. So just relax, I know it bothers you, but we are here to so focus on us and not them.”

Justin smile and placed a little peck on her lips. “What would I do without you?”

“Be lost, mostly, bored.” Y/N said making Justin chuckle.

“I love you.”

“I love you.” She said and placed her head on his shoulder slowly walking towards their yacht.

Once they reached the yacht he let go of her. “Ladies first.” Y/N smiled and kissed him once again.

As she was passing him to climb up the stairs, she felt his hand on her but. “Lost something, Bieber?” Y/N asked innocently looking over her shoulder.

“Just found it.” He said and smirked at her. She laughed. Justin, Jaxon, Jazmyn and Allie all headed towards the roof, while Y/N went into the bathroom and put on pink shorts. She quickly tied her hair into a messy bun and walked out onto the deck.

As she was approaching the deck she could hear giggles from the roof. She looked up and she saw Allie, Jazmyn and Justin doing yoga.

“No Justin, you’re doing it all wrong.” Allie exclaimed and show him how’s it’s supposed to be done.

Y/N couldn’t help but laugh at how cute they looked together. Justin noticed her and looked down at her.

“Something funny, Miss?” Justin asked playfully and Y/N shook her head. “No, not at all. Also put your ass little higher Bieber. You’re seriously doing it wrong.”

“Why don’t you come up and show me how’s done then?”

“Nah, I’m just gonna enjoy the view from down here.”

Justin winked at her and went back to yoga.

Y/N observed them for a little bit more then she went to the bar and took a glass of white wine. She went back to the deck, still hearing giggles, but she decided to rather turn away from them and appreciate the view.

It was just amazing, the sun was slowly going down. The colours were just extraordinary. The sun painted whole sky into bright yellow that slowly fading into blue.

Y/N felt strong hands wrapping around her waist and she place her head onto his chest.

“You’re beautiful, you know that?” he asked with his low, sexy voice that only sent shiver down her spine.

She just smiled and placed her glass down, slowly turning around. She met his gaze, and his eyes left her speechless. He always had such a nice brown colour but now, thanks to the sunset, the brown in his eyes was turned green and it was even prettier than sunset.

“You’re staring.” Justin smirked playfully.

“Stop being so goddamn beautiful and I won’t.” Y/N said pushing his arm. He griped her tighter, bringing her closer.

“Not my fault, baby.”

He lowered his lips onto hers. Y/N closed her eyes at the touch of his soft lips. She placed her hands around his neck, playing with his hair. He brushed his tongue over her lower lip, asking for entrance. She moaned into kiss, pushing herself more and more into him.

Once they separated, they were both breathing heavily. Justin kissed her forehead and she placed her head onto his chest. She closed her eyes and listened to his heart beat.

He slowly pushed her off and grabbed her hand. “Come.” Was all he muttered. He took her hand and took her into their shared room.


This is a very short imagine inspired by Justins vacation with his family. I know it sucks and i’m sorry.

The Love of his LIFE

There were SO many wonderful Richonne moments in last night’s episode. I could write 1k words rhapsodizing about our warrior couple but I’m just going to leave this thought here:

It has never been more clear to me that Michonne is Rick’s North Star, his soulmate, his heart and the love of his life. After they slayed the herd together and had to fight to get to safety, Rick was clearly shaken and, I believe, he was inwardly freaking out that he could have lost Michonne out there. Rick is trying so hard to keep it together for the group but he’s still recovering from losing his friends and living under the thumb of a sociopath.

And there is Michonne….the light, the energy, the everything that he needs to keep on keeping on. She’s as necessary to him as breathing. Look at these images….she is helping Rick to refocus, to settle down, to remember that the two of them are, indeed, the ones who live.

I gotta tell you though….and I’m 100% serious about this. There is no Rick without Michonne. She’s his heart and soul and their love makes him whole again.

I’ve been watching television romances for many, many years, my friends and I’ve NEVER seen a couple like this. They’re positively inspirational.

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anonymous asked:

"Baby please wake up, you promised you wouldn't do this again. Baby please wake up."

“Baby please wake up, you promised you wouldn’t do this again. Baby please, wake up”

“Baby please wake up, you promised you wouldn’t do this again. Baby, please just open your eyes for me” I begged once again, as if he could actually hear it.

I wanted to scream at him, grab his shoulders and shake some life into him. Hell, if he wasn’t already fighting for his life, I would kill him myself for doing this to me.

To all of us.

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Hearts Don’t Break Around Here: The Divide Series

Here is a link to the song, if you’d like to listen along to help set the mood. x



It wasn’t often that Harry got to spend more than a week or two back at home, so whenever he did, he cherished the time deeply.

He’d been in Holmes Chapel for a week now, spending time with his family and catching up with the few old friends that he’s still in contact with. It was where he would go whenever he needed to wind down, or when he needed to ground himself from all the fame and attention. He’d been receiving a lot of it lately, with all of the lead-up to the release of his first single. And he knew that after the song was released everything would be crazy for a little bit, so he decided to get in as much home time as he could.

That afternoon, Anne had sent him to the grocery store to grab a few things for dinner—he was walking through the wine section, carrying a basket filled with different cheeses and a carton of eggs. It was a small locally sourced store that had been in business ever since Harry could remember—when he was a little boy, he would always come here and buy a chocolate bar on Friday’s after school. Everyone who worked there knew him, and greeted him cheerily.

The Beatles’s Here Comes the Sun was playing over the radio through the speakers, and he caught himself humming softly as his eyes scanned the wine rack. He was in no hurry—there was something about being back home that made it seem like time was frozen. He picked out a bottle of his mum’s favorite wine and set it in his basket—that’s when it happened.

He caught the familiar scent of Alien perfume.

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Reasons Lily Evans Decided She Liked James Potter After All

* When a kid had a panic attack in the common room, he cast a Shield Sphere charm so they would have enough space to breathe.
* She saw him force-feeding Sirius chicken noodle soup and chastising him for going out in the cold without a coat, just being really motherly.
* He rescued a cat from a tree.
* He lets Remus fall asleep on him when he’s tired.
* He always gives lost kids accurate directions to class.
* He painted his nails and dyed his hair pink for a week to protest gender roles because people were saying a girl couldn’t be a good Keeper.
* He still looked hot with pink hair.
* He gets really excited about Transfiguration and stayed up all night tutoring some struggling kids before the final exam.
* He danced with all of the girls at the Yule Ball who didn’t have dates (and also Peter).
* He was actually a really good dancer.
* Sometimes she could see the insecurity under all the arrogance.
* He still hugged his mum, happily and without complaint or embarrassment.
* She discovered that he had read a lot of Muggle literature and was, in fact, a total Shakespeare nerd.
* When she learned this, they started up a Shakespearian insult war that went on for months.
* He apologized for being such a jerk before, though he held that he still despised Snape.
* He promised not to hex Snape anymore as long as he could still call him Snivellus.
* He wanted more than anything to protect people and fight the dark arts.
* He was James Potter, and she just couldn’t help it.

anonymous asked:

unbind me bellarke pleeeeease :)

Here, have a little s5 spec.  ;)

Bellamy craned his neck towards the woods, searching for any sign of the miners.  They’d only left one guard on them and she was more than a dozen paces away, hardly bothering to pay attention.  After all, where would they run?  There was no one else left and just a tiny patch of green in which to survive.

The miners had arrived suddenly and swarmed out of the docking bay with clubs and shock batons, searching for materiel to scavenge before their final descent.  He and Echo and Harper had managed to take down a dozen before they were overwhelmed.  The leader had ordered them chained up, preserved as useful resources for surviving the ground.  They had chosen Murphy to question first and he’d thrown Bellamy a pointed look as they dragged him away.

Bellamy’s stomach had churned listening to Murphy scream and Emori had fought against her restraints like a demon, but somehow Murphy kept his head.  He’d claimed the bunker couldn’t have possibly survived past five years, leaving the planet devoid of human life.

They hadn’t been able to reach the bunker, but Bellamy still had hope.  That their people wouldn’t have given up just yet.

That his sister wouldn’t have given up.  He might have already lost Clarke, but he wouldn’t lose her.

So the miners threw them all in the brig and promised them their freedom if they helped them survive.  One shaky broach of atmo and what Raven called an amateur landing and here they were, back on the ground for twelve hours and still chained to trees.

The miners had found a lake and ran whooping towards the water, leaving them with a guard who pouted about staying behind.  Bellamy caught Echo’s eye and she nodded, her wrists already chafed raw as she tried to slip from her restraints.  He looked to Raven, who flicked her eyes towards the guard.  She had the best vantage point from her tree and Raven pursed her lips in a silent whistle.

That would be the signal, then.  

The miners might have once been prisoners but they were terrible guards.  Bellamy’s shoulders ached as he twisted in his restraints but already he could feel the chain loosening.  He glanced at Echo again to gauge her progress and found her staring straight ahead, muscles tight.  Raven’s face drained of color and Monty’s mouth dropped open.  Whatever it was that had them terrified was just out of his line of sight, hidden by the underbrush.

Fear spiked in Bellamy’s gut.  If a panther had survived they were nothing more than bait, and one miner who had never seen a live animal before with a shock baton wouldn’t be much protection.  He redoubled his efforts and a trickle of blood ran down his forearm to his palm, but he’d deal with that later.  Bellamy bent his head down to try and shift the angle of his chains, and then he heard it.

A footstep.

It was quiet— so quiet that for a moment he was sure it was a panther, but then he looked up.

And his heart stopped.

Blonde hair, blue eyes.  A rifle strapped to her back.  Cheeks thinner than he remembered, jaw a little sharper.  A slice of red in her hair, chopped to her chin instead of braided down her back like when he’d last seen her.

But it was her.

Clarke.

Bellamy stared, his chains forgotten, and drank her in.  Something like a grin flickered across her face and she stole through the trees, her finger pressed to her lips for silence.  Her eyes never left his and she crouched down in front of him; real.

Part of him had wondered if she was a ghost but ghosts didn’t crack twigs and their knees didn’t sink into mud and they certainly couldn’t touch you, their palms rough with callouses but gentle against your cheek.  Clarke brushed a curl back from his forehead and smiled, so bright and genuine he thought his heart might never start beating again.  “I’ll get you out of here,” she murmured, and then her eyes lost that soft look.  They snapped back into focus and he knew, without a doubt, they would survive.

Because Clarke was alive.

She smiled - part 1

(A/N): there will be a part 2 :)

Fandom: Harry potter

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Hufflepuff!reader

Word count: 1640

warnings: Draco being cute 

PART 2

Originally posted by imagine-everything41


(Y/N) was a girl with a normal life. At least, that is what you would think. Y/N was a Hufflepuff and was in her fifth year of Hogwarts. She had lovely friends and got good grades. A perfect life, would you think.

But there was something frustrating her. Someone was frustrating her. A feeling she got when he walked past her. That weird tickle she felt in her body when her eyes met his. Love is supposed to be nice, good.
But what if you fall in love with the wrong person? You’re supposed to fall in love with someone with a big heart, someone who cares about a thing at least. But what if you fall in love with a person who doesn’t know you exist? What if you fall in love with… Draco Malfoy?

How could she be so stupid? He was Draco. She knew he would break her heart. Well, she never even talked to him. But she just couldn’t. She was a Hufflepuff, and he was a Slytherin. And not just a Slytherin, but the Slytherin prince. She was dead anyway. She thought the feeling eventually would go away, that’s what she told herself every day.
But when she walked into the great hall and her eyes found his, her heart stopped. His breathtaking smile, and his smirk…
She realized, her feeling would never fade. But the eye contact was all she had.
Until she sat in the library one day.

“I don’t know what are teachers are thinking, I mean, 3 rolls of parchment, Are they even human?!” her friend said. But (Y/N) wasn’t listening. She was reading her book and didn’t even notice her friend was talking to her.

“Hello? (Y/N)? Do you know what Sprout means with this?” asked (Y/F/N).

“I’m sorry, what?”

“What’s going on?”

“I was just reading”

“No, I’m serious. You are drifting of lately. I don’t get why you have such good grades, I don’t get any of this. By the way, did you hear what people are saying about Ron Weasley? I heard someone say that he-” her thoughts drifted away again. She tried to read a paragraph eight times now, but she couldn’t read the words. She stood up to put her book back in a bookshelf. She was searching for the right shelf when she heard something.
A voice, a voice she would recognize anywhere. Her heart started beating rapidly, but she kept her breath steady.

She walked towards the voice and it got louder. Eventually, she walked past a corner, and there he was. She focused on searching a bookshelf, what was impossible with such a boy in front of you, and tried to find the good spot. She overheard the conversation between Draco and another boy.

“Do you know which book we’ve to read from Sprout? God, why am I even doing this-” he said.

“Are you searching for this one?” (Y/N) said, and gave him her book. At that moment, she wanted to run away and cry in a corner. But she stayed. Her feet glued to the ground, a little smile on her face.
She wanted the earth to swallow her, but she also wanted to stay. Talking to him is a risk for everyone, but it was the only way she could contact him.

What she did not realize, is that her smile did more than she thought. Her smile was something that touched him, deep in his heart. His heart was protected by a big wall, but she could break it within a second. Every time she looked at him, he looked back and his heart stopped. Every time he looked at her, he forgets his words.

He took the book and looked in her eyes. Her eyes, a weakness she had not discovered until now. It looked like a palette of color, that lit up when she smiled. He was staring, and she let go of the book. He was pulled back to reality, a few words left on his lips.

“Thank you.” he said.

“No problem,” she said and smiled. She smiled. She turned and walked away, leaving him behind. It was true. No one could reach his heart like (Y/N).


It was a bad day for (Y/N). She accidentally ripped her cloak in the morning, what made her late for breakfast. With her books in her hand, she ran through the hallways on her way to Potions. When she got there she opened the door, and many eyes were staring at her. Draco’s included. She forgot for one second she had Potions with the Slytherins, and her heart dropped. Without her emotions taking over her body she walked to the table where her friends were sitting. But there was no place left. (Y/F/N) looked at her with a ‘sorry’ face and (Y/N) looked around her. There was only one place left, Next to Draco.

“Miss (Y/L/N), would you like to join us and sit next to Mr. Malfoy?” the professor said. She walked to him, and he was staring at her while she did. And he smirked. He smirked. It was a miracle she didn’t fall right on the ground, little did he know what he did to her.

“What are you smirking at?” (Y/N) asked. He realized he was staring and shook his head.

“Nothing,” he said.

“Alright then” She put her books on the table and looked inside the cauldron. “What are you brewing?”

“Uh I-I”

“You don’t know what you’re brewing?” she said and she sighed. Off course he knew what he was brewing, why wouldn’t he? He was just not thinking straight, thanks to her. How hard could talking to her be? Pretty hard.

“What are you brewing?” (Y/N) stood up and asked Pancy. Pancy started laughing and looked at her like she was a bunch of trash. That did something to Draco, and he stepped forward. (Y/N) was not trash.

“Is it that hard to answer?” he said, and he put his hand on her lower back. (Y/N)’s body stiffened, and he took his hand away. He did it without thinking, but it got him nervous. He wanted to be close to (Y/N), but he didn’t want to bother her.

Pansy looked at Draco as if he broke up their marriage, and looked at (Y/N).

“We are brewing draught of living death,” she said irritated.

“Thanks” (Y/N) said sarcastically. She sat down and opened her book. She started throwing ingredients into their cauldron and Draco lost count of it.

“Can I do something?” he asked. (Y/N) looked surprised, but nodded.

“Can you give me the Asphodel?” she asked. Maybe he wasn’t so bad, at least he wanted to help. He gave it to her and the moment their hands touched each other, a shiver ran down his spine. He looked into her eyes, her beautiful eyes, and forgot everything around them.
But then she looked away and put the Asphodel in the cauldron. Draco sighed. He looked behind her and saw that Harry Potter finished his potion and got a compliment from the professor. Everyone needed to come forward and look at Harry taking his ‘liquid luck’.
(Y/N) looked at Draco and realized she should have let him help her. Then she thought of the moment he stood up for her against Pansy. She held back a smile, but a grin formed on her face. Draco saw it and it let him smirk too. But then (Y/F/N) grabbed (Y/N)’s arm and took her with her.


At the end of the day, (Y/N) sat next to her friends during dinner. She was already wearing her Quidditch uniform because she had practice after dinner. She was on the Hufflepuff team and was a chaser.
When they were done she walked with (Y/F/N) to the Quidditch pit and went to the changing rooms. Their team captain, Zacharias Smith, held a speech about new training techniques.
When they got into the pit she looked over at the bleachers and saw her friend, a smile forming on her face. She looked further around her, and her eyes stopped by a figure at the other side of the pit. It was Draco.
Smith walked to the Slytherins and asked what they were doing there, the Hufflepuff had the pit for their own training. The team captain from the Slytherins said they had permission from Snape to practice.

“If you want to practice so badly, why not play a game against us?” he said, with an evil smirk. Smith glared at him and then looked at the team, and nodded.

“Good luck with losing,” he said, and he walked away. (Y/N) shook her head, they didn’t stand a chance. But they could try to win at least. They still had a real match to play against the Slytherins, so after this, they knew what they could expect.
The Hufflepuff took place on their broomsticks, pushed themselves from the ground and took their positions. A volunteer from the audience threw the four balls in the air and the game began.
(Y/N) was a sweet girl on the ground, but during Quidditch she was serious. She raced to the quaffle and caught it. She flew to the other side of the pit and approached the opposite goal. The beaters from Slytherin flew towards her, and her teammates fell around her. (Y/N) didn’t give up, came very close to the goal, and scored.
Her whole team was cheering, and she smiled broadly.

“Nice ball, (Y/L/N)” she heard someone say. She turned and saw the face of Draco Malfoy. Wearing a smirk, like always.

“Thanks, Malfoy.” she said.

anonymous asked:

What about omega Steve going into the ice pregnant with alpha Bucky's baby. And they survives with him?

Oh my goodness! 

Can you imagine, Steve coming out of the ice in a world that doesn’t make sense and he’s alone, missing Bucky, to find that he’s pregnant. With Bucky’s child. His Alpha. But Bucky’s not here, he’s lost in time, far away and as far as Steve knows, he’s dead. 

But then, when he meets the Winter Soldier on that bridge and finds Bucky staring at him. And maybe, Steve’s child, their daughter, happens to be at the bridge too, maybe the timeline is a little different and they were ambushed. But Steve’s not with Natasha and Sam, and he was dropping little Sarah off to stay with Clint (let’s say Natasha and Clint have a safe house together), but got stopped by this strange man. 

But as soon as the mask comes off, it’s Sarah who squeals, because she knows her dad, she knows and she runs up to him, “papa! Papa!! You came back, look dada, papa came back, he’s here!” 

And Bucky looks down at her and then he sees it all. He sees blond hair, blue eyes, he remembers a man’s skinny body and loving him. He remembers everything before the war, during it and after. 

And it’s all by Sarah’s big doe eyes and her scent, the smell of baby powder and Steve’s sweet omega smell, he feels like a key is being put into a lock and suddenly everything is set free

“Papa!” Sarah smiles, big and dopey, and Bucky stoops to her level and brushes some of her curly hair back, “papa?” 

And Bucky’s resolve breaks. He drops his gun and hugs her tightly and he’s crying, and he’s saying, “yeah, I’m your papa, baby girl. I love you so much.” 

When he pulls back to get a look at her, she wipes his tears away and kisses her father’s nose and says, “dada’s been really sad without you.” 

Bucky looks up and stands, Sarah clinging onto one of his hands, the flesh one, seeing Steve standing there, looking lost and torn. 

“Bucky?” 

And Bucky opens his arms and smiles, “yeah, Stevie. It’s me, sweetheart.” 

Steve’s walls crumble and he staggers into Bucky’s open arms and sobs. Bucky wraps his arms around Steve and holds onto him, keeping him close and kisses his face all over, their bond mark and then scoops Sarah up and they hug, the three of them. Finally, together

Obsessed| Part ONE


Negan x Y/N x Daryl

Words: 1253

Summary: The reader is the 20 years old daughter of Rick, in a relationship with Daryl for some months now. When Negan killed Abraham and Glenn, Daryl attacked him because Negan was interested in you.

Warning: Coming Chapters contain smut, drugs and suggested rape

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Everything started so good. This day started so good. We all were happy, we all were safe and now, nothing good was left. 

I was scared but I guess this was normal in a situation like this. We were on our knees, surrounded by those men, who pointed their guns to our heads and the worst part was: All my loved ones were here and could die, everyone except Judith. My baby sister could lost her whole family right now, this thought made me sick.

“Calm down, Y/N. I am here, I won’t let anyone hurt you,” Daryl whispered, who was kneeling next to me and I tried to calm down, but it wasn’t that easy. I just was happy he was here. So many days we were separated and I had hoped to see him today again. My wish came true, but this wasn’t what I imagined.

“You can’t promise something like that,” I whispered and looked to my dad, who was next to Carl. Jesus, when I lose one of them I would die.

“Pissing our pants yet?” Scared I looked to the man, who got out of a bus and in his hand he had a fucking baseball bat, “Boy, do I have a feeling we’re getting close. It’s gonna be pee-pee pants city here real soon.” Shit. All I could thought about was that this guy here was completely crazy. He smiled like something great just happened, walked to the circle, where our people were kneeling and I knew exactly who he was. This has to be Negan. The real Negan.

“So, which of you pricks is the leader?” The man who took all our weapons pointed to my father and I closed my eyes, when the man I was fucking sure about he was Negan, walked to him. My strong father, who was my little hero my whole life, he was pale and I never saw him this scared. He wasn’t scared he might could die, no, he was scared because everyone knew we won’t make it out alive, not all of us.

“…give me your shit or I will kill you,” Negan said in a cold voice to my dad, “Today was career day. We invested in a lot, so you would know who I am and what I can do. You work for me now. You have shit, you give it to me. That’s your job. Now, I know that is a mighty big, nasty pill to swallow, but swallow it you most certainly will. You ruled the roost. You built something. You thought you were safe. I get it. But the word is out. You are not safe. Not even close. In fact, you are pegged, more pegged if you don’t do what I want. And what I want is half your shit.” He started to walk and looked at each one of us. When he was in front of me I drop my gaze. I didn’t want to look into his eyes. I didn’t want to see his face in the nightmares I have and I had many of them, every single fucking night. I saw walkers, I saw the dead and the faces of men like him, who were just crazy. Without Daryl I would have lost my mind a long time ago.

“You don’t really think that you were gonna get through this without being  punished, now, did you?,” Negan asked amused and I could hear my heart breaking into pieces. He will kill us all. I looked to Maggie, one of my best friends, pregnant, she deserved so much better and now she could die and even if Negan won’t kill her or us, she might die tonight, she wasn’t in a really good settle.

“So now… I’m gonna beat the holy hell outta one of you,” he said happily and I was glad when Daryl took my hand in his one, even when his grip was painful but he tried to calm down, before he might do something stupid. I knew him very well to see that he was about to do some mistakes. Negan walked from my father to Abraham and over to Carl, who looked to this dangerous man like he was about to kill him. Jesus, my family was crazy.

“Shit kid, lighten up. At least cry a little.” Nope Carl won’t cry. My little brother had more guts than I could ever have, but I just saw so much more pain in my life. I was broken, not completely but a part of me just was broken. I was too much in my own thoughts and when Glenn screamed ‘No’ I just was confused about what happened when Negan’s men pushed him back in line. At least Negan showed mercy and didn’t kill him right now for this move.

“All right listen. Don’t any of you do that again. I will shut that shit down, no exceptions. First one’es free, it’s an emotional moment I get it,” Negan explained and in the moment he decided to sing a fucking song and chose in that way who is going to die, I closed my eyes, let my hair fall in front of my face like a curtain and tried not to cry when Negan stopped his little game “and you… are… it.” I opened my eyes, saw it was Abraham and closed my eyes again when I heard the other cry, when I heard the sound of his head squishing and I thought I’m gonna puke but I managed it. Abraham was dead. I started to cry with this thought and opened my eyes slowly, looked horrified to all the blood and how Negan stopped hitting Abraham’s head which wasn’t even a head anymore.

“Look at my dirty girl,” he laughed, meant his baseball bat Lucille he introduced earlier  and I winced when Negan suddenly looked to me, “Oh sweetheart, you hid your pretty face from me and now look at you. A beauty with doll eyes.” He smiled and I had no idea what I should do. Now I looked to the man who was able to kill us all, who just killed Abraham for fun and I imagined a monster, but he was just a handsome man with the smile of the devil. I didn’t know what to do when he looked to my hand which was still clasped with Daryl’s.

“Was he a friend of yours?”, Negan asked amused and scared I look to my father, who looked like he will pass out soon.

“Y-yes,” I answered and winced even more, when he stroke a strand of my hair back and I saw that Daryl will explode in some seconds. O god we will die.

“And your name is?”
“Y/N,” I said quietly and Daryl shouted: “Get the hell away from her!”

“Daryl!,” I whispered scared and Negan started to laugh.

“You worried I could find interest in your little girl? Because you are damn fucking right when she looks at me with this big fucking eyes, I just wanna take her and…” That was too much. Daryl jumped up, released my hand and hit Negan in his face. I started to scream and just felt how Michonne grabbed my arm, pushed me back, when Negan’s men took Daryl to one of his cars. Negan’s attention went to Glenn and the punishment for Daryl’s action was Glenn’s dead. 

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I know my english is bad but I hope you guys like it somehow. The gif is not mine xx
 

Mine

Anonymous said:

“You’re mine to own” for possesive starters? Robbie Or Peter But I do like a possesive pan… *COUGH*smut*COUGH* Whoops srry I think I’m getting a bit of a cold… ;) k thx love ur blog

 

Warning/s: smut (loool)

Requested

Summary: he gets jealous

Character: Peter Pan

note: thx anon!


After Henry accidentally gave Devin a scar, Y/N immediately got an aid kit to clean the lost boy’s scar. She made him sit on a log while she cleans the wound. Devin watches Y/N as she dabs cotton on his cheek.

Peter, who was across the camp, is scowling at the scene in front of him. He didn’t like the idea of Y/N touching anyone except him. Y/N, who was oblivious to Devin having a crush on her, kissed the wound like she would with other lost boys.

Pan came stomping towards them with a deadly scowl. He grabbed Y/N’s wrist and simply said “Come with me”. He dragged her to his hut, locking the door and casting a spell so no one will be able to enter or leave the hut without his permission.

“What’s wrong?” Y/N asked. Pan looked at her with dark eyes.

“You touching that boy is what’s wrong.” He growled.

Y/N’s eyes widened but then turned into a frown.

“He was injured!” she exclaimed.

“I don’t care! I own you! You’re mine to own!” He yelled and pushed Y/N against the wall.

“And I’m going to show you who you belong to” Peter whispered, his eyes filled with lust. He then began kissing Y/N with so much force. Y/N tried to push him off which only angered him. He pulled away and snapped his fingers.

Y/N looked down to see that she was completely bare. Peter watched her with lustful eyes and then grabbed her wrists, pinning it above her head.

When he tried kissing her, she turned her head. Peter chuckled and kissed her neck instead, sucking on it gently. Y/N tried to hide her moans but failed. Peter smirked against her neck and used one hand to cup her left breast.

Y/N wasn’t able to hold it anymore and moaned. “Peter”

Peter pulled away, smirking contently.

Y/N scowled at Peter.

“Fuck y-“ she was cut off when Peter cupped her dripping core.

“Already wet for me?” he teased.

“Is it really because of you?” Y/N teased but Peter didn’t think it was funny. He cupped her core harder; making her knees buckle but Peter pushed her shoulders to the wall.

“Let’s see who really makes you wet” and with that, Peter sucked harder  on her neck while his fingers plunged themselves in her.

“Peter!” she moaned loudly.

“See? Only me can make you feel this way.” He smirked as he curled his fingers, hitting her in the right places.

“Yes, yes. Oh god” Y/N yelled as she felt her stomach flutter.

“I think I-” Y/N didn’t finished her sentence when Peter started thrusting his fingers in a fast phase making Y/N reach her edge and come all over his fingers.

He pulled his fingers out and licked them. He smirked,

“Now let’s see how much longer you can take me”

Prompt: Lily’s about to meet James’ parents when she has a minor mental breakdown. 

“Did you know he was a miracle baby?” Lily Evans demanded, storming into the Gryffindor common room and coming to a stop in front of Sirius Black, who had been enjoying a nice nap on the couch.

Sirius blinked awake, bleary-eyed but still somehow annoyingly perfect-looking. “Huh?”

“Your boyfriend! I mean, technically, my boyfriend, but who are we kidding, you’re Sirius and James, he’ll always be your boyfriend.”

Sirius smirked. “We were each other’s first kiss. Let me set the scene: It was a beautiful starry night-”

“Merlin, Black, everyone at Hogwarts knows that story. I have a bloody point.”

“Really?” Sirius yawned pointedly. “‘Cause I haven’t heard one yet.”

“I know,” Lily snarled, grabbing a pillow and whacking him over the head with it with each word, “because you won’t! Fucking! Shut! Up!” She stopped to examine her handiwork and groaned. “Merlin, I messed up your perfect hair, how do you still look like a bloody underwear model?”

He nodded sagely. “Turns out it’s not so much the physical appearance as the raw sexual magnetism. Once I broke my nose at a bar and managed to hook up with the bartender while it was still bleeding.”

“The awful thing about that is it might not even be bullshit,” Lily whined, sitting down in a huff and leaning against him, throwing her head back against the couch.

Sirius grinned down at her. “Nah, total lie.”

She laughed a little. “Isn’t it, like, against Marauder Code or something to admit that?”

“You’re already on the verge of a breakdown,” he shrugged. “Didn’t wanna freak you out any more. Never say I don’t do anything for you, Evans.”

“Thanks, I’ll remember that next time you volunteer to show first years to their classes and then 'accidentally’ send them to walk in on me and James fooling around.”  

He grinned innocently, “I could’ve sworn Minnie said she was gonna be using that classroom that day.”

“Don’t bother. Peter told James you found us on the Marauders’ Map.”

“That snitch!” Sirius made to get out of his seat, but Lily snagged his arm and yanked him back down.

“Not so fast, bucko. I have a point. James is a miracle baby.”

“You said.”

Lily ignored him. “Which is, like, that’s great. Yay. Congrats, Mr and Mrs. Potter. But also, like, hi, hello, did he really need to tell me that?

"Huh?”

“I mean I’m already nervous enough about this, I just can’t - I don’t -”

Ahh. Finally, Sirius had a clue where this was going. “Meeting the parents is stressful, Lily, sure, but you’re much more sane than me or James, I’m sure you’ll be fine-”

“Fine? FINE? I will not be FINE, Sirius Black.” She stood up in a huff, staring down at him wide-eyed and waving her arms to illustrate how not 'fine’ she would be. “Picture it, I walk into their house- no, not house, manor, Potter Manor, how could I fucking forget? And I say, Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Rich Pureblood Bazillionaire, I’m the girl who stomped on your miracle baby son’s heart for six years, but now that he got fit and aged into his trust fund I’m dating him, yay for me! Except not yay for you because in addition to seeming like a gold-digger I’m also a muggleborn and probably going to get your perfect wonderful very very fit and rich and pureblooded son killed by a Death Eater before he’s thirty and even if he somehow lives he’s never gonna be able to go into politics now like you probably want him to because he can’t have a muggleborn wife by his -”

“Did you just say wife? ”

“What? Huh? No! Wife? I don’t believe in wives! Marriage? Pah! Marriage is a societal construct built to keep women down, I mean, he gets to be Mr and keep his name but I’m Mrs. Potter? What’s with - oh, buggering fuck!” she cut herself off because Sirius had leapt to his feet, pointing down at her triumphantly.

“Merlin alive, you did! You didn’t just say it, you bloody well meant it, too!” Lily jumped up too, trying to silence him, but he danced just out of her reach, taunting. “You want to marry him and have two point five children and a white picket fence and - oh, fuck.”

“What?”

Sirius smiled and shook his head, grabbing her shoulders as he did it. “Nothing. Nothing, Evans. You just - he’s gonna be so happy.” And then his smile dropped a little and he looked so very lost that Lily surged forward and wrapped him in her arms.

“I hope you don’t think you’re getting out of godfathering every single one of our 2.5 children, Sirius Black,” she said into his shoulder, and she couldn’t see his face, but she could feel him smile.

But he was Sirius Black, Dark and Mysterious and Without Human Emotion so he quickly disengaged and they both pretended that didn’t just happen. And then he said, “Right, well, first off, the correct term is not Bazillionaire, it’s Richie McRicherson.   Shit, Evans, you’re meeting the parents, can’t you at least pretend to have it together?” She giggled a little, albeit nervously, and he dropped the joking tone. “They’re gonna love you.”

“But what if they don’t?” she whispered.

“They will.”

“You don’t know-“

“Course I do.”

“How could you possibly-?”

“Simple science, Evans. They’ve got James’ DNA, and the kid hasn’t been able to stay away from you for seven years. They’re programmed to love you.”

“But-“

“Listen. You want to marry Prongs now, right?

“I – well – yes, but-“

“Okay. He came home fourth year and told his mum he wanted to marry you. I’d heard it all before so I left to go fuck around outside. Came back half an hour later, the poor bastard was still talking about you. How you made a daisy chain for this first year that missed her family and you were the first person to sit at another House’s table for a meal since the war started and the time you told ol’ Sluggy you were glad you weren’t in Slytherin ‘cause you didn’t fancy having to cheer for three Chasers who couldn’t get the Quaffle through the hoop if it were bigger than Slug’s potbelly. He finally gets to the end and Mrs. Potter says, ‘well, I hope you get her, James. She sounds like about the only girl in the world who could ever set you straight.’”

“Oh.”

Both looked at the ground until Sirius blurted, “I didn’t remember the stuff he said because I think it’s sweet or anything, I just heard it so much. Like, over and over and over again. It was annoying. I don’t think you guys are cute.”

“Okay.” Her lips twitched.

“I don’t! Really!”

“Okay. I believe you.” But she couldn’t keep her smile hidden.

“No, you don’t! But you should!” He poked her in the chest. “I’m Sirius Black! I’m hard and mean! I don’t care about romance at all-

“Of course you don’t.”

“How about you just agree never to speak of this to James?”

“Speak of what?” James’s sudden voice was husky in her ear. Lily sucked in a breath as her boyfriend’s warm hands slid around her waist and she leaned back into his chest.

“Oh, nothing!” she said airily, “Just that Sirius Black is a massive ponce who keeps a diary of everything nice we ever say about each other-“

“You fucking liar!”

“Oh, I knew that!” Lily could hear James’s shit-eating grin without looking. “Sometimes in the middle of the night he goes and looks out over the fields of Hogwarts, crooning the Hobgoblins’ love songs into the wind –“ James’ coughed pretentiously and shifted into a high falsetto  - “Put your waaaaaaaaand on me, baaaaaabaaaaaaaay! I just wanna feel your chaaaaaaaaaaaaarms.”

“Fucking bullshit, all of this!” Sirius yelled as Lily laughed so hard she bent over at the waist, bringing James down with her, even as he transitioned into the chorus.

Sirius leapt atop them both, nearly bringing the whole pile down, hitting James anywhere he could reach and demanding that he stop singing. When he’d had finally punched James hard enough to shut him up – “Ow, Sirius, leave me out of this, didn’t your mother ever teach you not to hit girls?” “Sorry Evans, but if you’re a casualty in this battle I’m not gonna cry myself to sleep at night.” “Oh, you wound me!” “Haven’t we just been over how much I don’t care?” – and clambered off them, grumbling, James turned Lily around in his arms and murmured, “Ready, love?”

“Yeah.” she said, thinking not about her blood status or his money or his genius potioneer father but about the boy in front of her who once convinced the Hogwarts centaurs to sing her Happy Birthday, and meaning it. “Yeah, I am.”

anonymous asked:

Shallura hcs?? Do u have any??

Oh man, I haven’t actually thought about what my own Shallura headcanons would be, because I adore everyone else’s. So, I’m sure mine are very similar. Or mine aren’t nearly as good. LOL. But here are some:

- Allura gradually starts teaching Shiro new constellations he can look for out in deep space to help ground him, just in case he’s without his lion (after he comments that he doesn’t recognize any outside of the ones he learned on Earth, and feels lost because of it)
- Shiro definitely has a thing for Allura being taller than him. It takes him awhile to tell her, but after he does, she takes full advantage to make him flustered.
- He also loves that she’s incredibly strong. He probably had a crush on Wonder Woman as a kid, and Allura is literally his WW.
- Shiro gets Allura something sparkly–maybe some kind of hair clip or a necklace. She wears it all the time.
- When Shiro’s too lost in thought and has his arms folded, or has an intense expression on his face (during downtime), Allura copies him until he notices and it makes him smile.
- Shiro falls for Allura first. Hard.
- He’s absolutely oblivious to her reciprocating these feelings at first, because how can this powerful, beautiful, amazing alien princess see him as more than just her teammate?
- Allura just wants him to kiss her, goddamn it
- She ends up kissing him first
- Both Shiro and Allura have trouble sleeping at night because of nightmares, or general restlessness, and often bump into each other on the observation deck, kitchen, etc
- Shiro brushes and braids Allura’s hair one day after she asks him to. At first he has no idea what he’s doing and makes the worst hair style ever™, but eventually he gets pretty good at braiding
- When Shiro’s asleep, sometimes Allura will braid tiny sections of his bangs and see if he notices.
- He doesn’t. The other paladins tease him.
- He doesn’t mind.
- Shiro doesn’t realize he stares at Allura with a dopey little smile when she’s doing the most mundane tasks
- It only gets worse when they finally get together.
- Shiro and Allura exchange their favorite things about Earth and Altea when they have downtime
- Shiro misses Earth food the most (space goo is an improvement over prisoner food at least, but he never complains) and rambles on and on to Allura about all of the delicious foods he’ll have her try once they visit Earth
- One of the first things he has her try is soda–which she raves about because the bubbles from the carbonation tickle her nose
- Cotton candy blows her mind though (think Starfire lmao)
- Allura doesn’t understand chopsticks at first
- “Earth has sporks, doesn’t it?”
- Allura admires how punctual Shiro is about everything
- But she adores it when he’s laid back and can take a breather, and make mistakes.
- Allura thinks human ears are hideous, but Shiro’s are the exception
- One day Shiro tells Allura that his real name is Takashi Shirogane. But he isn’t sure he can ever go back to using that name because there’s so much weight behind it; he feels like he isn’t the same old, Galaxy Garrison golden boy after everything that’s happened. She assures him that despite how much he’s changed, he can still be Takashi Shirogane.
- She doesn’t use it often, but she calls him Takashi in private. He totally appreciates it and melts when she does.
- They first fall asleep nestled up together on the observation deck after a long night stargazing with some tea, and talking quietly about Earth and Altea
- Allura is the first one to wake up and carries Shiro to bed (who’s dead asleep for once).
- It takes two days for Shiro to realize he fell asleep on the observation deck that night, and not in his own bed.
- It takes two more days for a flustered Shiro to awkwardly thank Allura, and she just laughs, because it took him so long.
- Shiro and Allura stay incredibly professional when it comes to their relationship, keeping it almost entirely a secret…until the other paladins catch on. (Or until they slip up).
- “Did–Did Shiro just kiss Allura’s forehead? Seriously, did anyone else see that.” - probably Lance
- Shiro confides in Keith about his crush on Allura. Keith doesn’t have much advice other than “don’t let her go” because he’s not good at relationships whoops
- Allura confides in Coran about her crush on Shiro, except she never directly addresses it (but Coran knows exactly who she’s talking about)
- Coran gives Shiro empty threats about hurting Allura, but he’s totally just pulling his leg, like the goofy Space Uncle he is.
- Shiro doesn’t know that
- Allura’s the only one strong and close enough to work out all of the kinks and discomfort in Shiro’s back
- He feels like silly puddy afterwards and didn’t realize just how stiff he was (in more ways than one, amiright?) … (*shot*)
- Sleeping next to Allura significantly helps with Shiro’s nightmares. It doesn’t fix him, but most nights he sleeps soundly
- One of the first few nights Shiro sleeps in Allura’s bed, he wakes up from a nightmare thinking he’s in the arena and accidentally attacks Allura. It catches her off guard and scares her, but she grows larger and secures him in a giant bear hug until he calms down
- He feels so, soooo guilty and apologizes over and over, but she assures him it’s fine.
- They stay like that all morning
- Shiro enjoys being the little spoon, but they always alternate.
- One night, while everyone is sleeping, Allura shows Shiro how to properly use the Altean pool.
- They have lots of fun™.
- Interpret that however you’d like.


That got way longer than I thought it would, oops. Lmao. Thanks for the ask, anon!!