shut up and get married already

Things I’ll Never Get Over When It Comes to Percabeth:

When Percy meets Annabeth for the first time, he legit thought that she was a princess. 

They were both blushing up a storm when Percy realizes that she was watching him all morning. Which includes him getting dressed and looking at her picture in The Sea of Monsters

Percy was high key jealous of Luke every time Annabeth brought him up even though he didn’t realize at the time he liked her throughout Percy Jackson & The Olympians

Annabeth kissed him good luck in The Battle of the Labyrinth which left him wondering what the fuck his name was until he remembered he was being hunted down. 

EVERY. FUCKIN. CAMPER. SHIPPED. THEM. TOGETHER. 

Annabeth took a poisoned blade to save Percy from dying in The Last Olympian

Percy was scared of the possibility of Annabeth choosing to become a hunter of Artemis in The Titan’s Curse. He was scared she was going to leave him

He gave up being a GOD so he could have a relationship with her. 

To celebrate their canonization, Camp Half-Blood threw them in the fuckin lake. Which lead to “The Best Underwater Kiss of All Time” in The Last Olympian

The only name Percy remembered after getting his memory wiped in The Son of Neptune was Annabeth. He remembered he had a Girlfriend and he continued to shut down romantic advancements on him throughout the novel. Which shows how dedicated he is to her. 

When Percy and Annabeth were reunited in The Mark of Athena, They have a romantic kiss which ended in Annabeth judo throwing him out of anger. Which made him laugh. 

Honestly throughout The Mark of Athena all the way up till The Blood of Olympus they’re already married. They’re married and nobody can convince me otherwise of this. 

Percy’s hot as fuck kiss to Annabeth at the birthplace of Athena and Poseidon’s rivalry turned me the fuck on honestly in The Blood of Olympus

Percy thinks about having a future with Annabeth constantly to the point where he always includes CHILDREN. He wants Annabeth as his Wife and to be the mother of his children and that makes me tear up a bit. 

Also Annabeth is the only one who gets away with calling him “Seaweed brain” playfully while he got pissed the fuck off when Thalia called him that in The Titan’s Curse

There are too many Percabeth moments to list off in The Heroes of Olympus series honestly that it would take a while to list them all but as you can imagine they are the team’s already married couple that’s ready to have a steamy makeout in front of everybody without being the least bit embarrassed. 

The Accidental Husband

Part 1 - Breakups and Marriages

Fireman!Dean x Reader

A/N: This is an AU inspired by the namesake movie. It doesn’t follow the same storyline, just the main concept.

Summary: Dean gets dumped and apparently it’s all your fault. That’s why he and Charlie decide that a little payback is not gonna hurt and, if it does, well… then it’s just karma.

Word Count: 1800+

Tags: @mrswhozeewhatsis @why-do-you-want-my-user-name @daydreamingintheimpala @driverpicksthemuusic  @mysoul4dean @thing-you-do-with-that-thing  @amoreagron @spnfangirl1965 @aristtewinchesterholmes @thisisthelilith @chelsea072498 @skymoonandstardust 

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Whipped - Auston Matthews

Originally posted by werenski

Notes: Hola friends! This is literally one of my fav imagines that I’ve written so I hope you enjoy it cuties! Also look how beautiful he is in that gif!! I’m so in love.

Mentions: Like a few of the Leafs that I’m too lazy to write out

Warnings: Mentions of sex, nothing explicit or even steamy

Requested: Yes | No

Up Next: Jesse Puljujarvi

Teaser: “If you adopt us when you get married, we’ll make ourselves act five for you.”

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donghyuck: *makes a joke*

members: *laughs*

mark: *laughs extra hard while hitting on his knees*

mark: OH MY GOD HYUCK THAT’S SO FUNNY HAHAHAHAHA MARRY ME

donghyuck: ????

mark: no i’m serious marry me im in love with you.

jaemin: why do you wanna marry with the devil in human form tho ???

jeno: *puts his hands on jaemin’s mouth to shut him up*

jeno: imma be your best man just please get married already

Montgomery x Reader Imagine (Part 10/?)

AAAAAND here it is long lost part 10!

I know it’s been ages and I know it’s not as good as I promised it to be and grammar probably is awful and smut part is terrible but hey at least it’s long lol

PART 1     PART 2    PART 3     PART 4    PART 5     PART 6     PART 7       PART 8    PART 9


“Can you do it for me?”, me and all of my friends were sitting at the cafeteria when I basically threw my Spanish book in front of Montgomery.

“What is it?”

“My Spanish homework and it’s fucking stupid”, I said taking a bite of my lunch.

“Give me that”, he sighed and took my pen.

What I’ve been struggling with for last fifteen minutes for Monty what easy peasy and took him like five.

“Thank you”, I smiled.

“You’re welcome”, he smiled back.

“Ookaaaay”, Justin said. “What is going on between you two?”, he asked pointing at me and Montgomery.

“What?”, he chuckled.

“Your weird smile for each other, mumbles under the breaths that only you two understand, looks you to give each other… What is it about?”

“Okay…”, I took a deep breath. I was prepared for it for a very long time. “We’re fuck buddies”, I said looking Justin straight in the eyes.

Jessica snorted, Monty started coughing, everyone else were looking at me and Justin.

“You and Montgomery? About him I’d believe that. But you? School’s sweetheart? Yeah, right”, Justin chuckled and nodded his head.

“If you don’t want to get stupid answers, don’t ask stupid questions. There is nothing between me and Monty other than those fucking chemistry projects”, I said and looked down at my book to read whatever Montgomery wrote.

***

“Okay, I have an idea”, he said when we were leaving chemistry. “I’ve been thinking about that for whole class.”

“Instead of taking notes”, I interrupted. “What’s the idea?”

“Idea how to get rid of suspicious Justin.”

I looked at him waiting for him to continue.

“One of us has to go on a date with someone”, he said clearly proud of himself. “It can be me, I can do it.”

“Well, I’m pretty sure I can go on a date too.”

“And I’m pretty sure it takes a while before someone grow balls to ask you out”.

“Excuse me?”, I stopped in place. “I can be nice or friendly or whatever… And I can go on a date”, I said and walked past him.

The opportunity of a date showed up sooner than I thought. Next day I was walking down the hall, looking at my phone and, of course, I walked into someone. Causing our books to fall on the ground.

“Shit, I’m sorry”, I said and looked up to see who I actually bumped into. “Hi, Marcus”, I smiled at him and I reached down to grab my books.

“Hi, Y/N”, he helped me picking up my things. “So, umm, how is it going?”

“Good, thanks”, I smiled when he handed me my books. “And how are you?”

“You know”, he sighed. “Trying to keep up with this C average or above bullshit.”

“Right”, I nodded my head. “Speaking of that, I have Math, so I have to go. See you around”, I waved at him and went towards class.

“Hey, listen”, he ran up to me. “So, umm… Would you like to go to Monet’s or Rosie’s sometime? Or Cresmont I don’t know?”

I stood there a little shocked.

“Were you talking to Monty?”, I asked. Now Marcus was shocked and confused. “Look, sorry, he just told me this week on chemistry I was undateable, whatever”, I shrugged off.

“Wow, he’s stupid”, he laughed a little.

“But yeah, I would like to go to Monet’s. Or Rosie’s. Or Cresmont.”

“Sooo… Let’s say Rosie’s tomorrow at 7?”

“Perfect”, I smiled.

“Good, see ya”.

I went to the Math thinking about this whole situation. It was kinda weird but dates were unusual for me in general ans suddenly after months and months of nothing Marcus asked me out right after I tried to convince Monty (and me) that I can actually get asked for a date.

Whatever, I’m not marrying him, I’m going for a free shake, I thought to myself.

“So you’re going out with Marcus?”, next day I jumped when I heard Monty talking to me because he showed up from nowhere.

“Jeez, you scared me. He already told all the jocks?”, I asked looking for a book in my locker.

“No, his friend did. So you are going out with him?”

“What are you, jealous?”, I shut locker’s door.

“You wish. I mean… Marcus?”

“Well, he’s kinda dumb and thinks world spins around him, but…” I shrugged. “I don’t even have to listen to him if it turn out he’s dumber than I think.”

“Wow, you set your standards high”, he said with sarcasm in his voice.

“Look who’s talking”, I literally looked at him. “You think girls don’t talk? Really Monty, freshman that just got in to cheerleaders team? Could you even try any less?”

“Big boobs”, he said shortly.

“Wow, you set your standards high”, I mimic his voice.

“Whatever”, Monty rolled his eyes. “Where are you and Marcus going?”

“Oh, you want me to tell you so you can show up there with your Ms big boobs? No way”, I shook my head.

“You’re afraid I’m gonna have better time?”

“You’re ridiculous. Good talk, Monty”, I patted his chest and walked into class.

***

I came to Rosie’s fashionable five minutes late. Marcus however was more fashionable than me - he arrived twenty five minutes late.

“Wow, you’re a classy date”, I said crossing my arms when he sat in front of me.

“I’m so sorry something stopped me”, he said. “But I’m so glad you didn’t just leave”, he gave me a little smile. “So chocolate-walnut shake? It’s the best, I swear.”

“I’m allergic to nuts. Strawberry will be okay.”

Marcus ordered our shakes, I took a deep breath. Just be nice, I told myself. Maybe he really got stopped by something important, you still can have a nice talk. Maybe it could still be nice if bunch of the jocks didn’t come in before we even got our drinks. Bryce, Troy, Zach and few others.

“Really, Dempsey?”, I mouthed at Zach. “Seriously? They came to keep an eye on your date?”, I asked Marcus.

“I swear I didn’t know they are coming. But I mean, it’s Rosie’s, everyone sits here all the time.”

“Yeah, you probably right, sorry”, I sighed.

The conversation with Marcus was off, felt pushed most of the times. Every few minutes there was either awkward silence or me having logorrhea in order to avoid that silence. He tried to do some little, subtle moves but I was so done that I successfully ignored them.
After two long hours I decided it’s time to go home. I told Marcus I had bus, he didn’t offer to walk me home and I was actually relieved, because I really didn’t know what else I could talk about. He walked off with his army od assholes I sat on the bus stop. Suddenly red Mustang stopped by.

“Hi, Tony”, I smiled when he opened window.

“Why are you here at this time alone?”, he asked.

“Ugh.. You know…”, I shrugged.

“Date went bad?”

“Something like that”, I nodded.

“Come in, I’ll drive you home”, Tony leaned and open passenger’s door for me.

“It’s okay, I don’t wanna be a problem, I have bus in like… Twenty minutes.”

“In twenty minutes you’ll be home, come in”, he insisted.

“Okay”, I agreed and got inside.

“So Marcus wasn’t the perfect date?”, Tony asked while driving.

“How do you…”

“It’s Liberty, please”, he rolled his eyes.

“Right”, I nodded. “Good thing I wasn’t really into it in the first place, so whatever”.

“Why did you go then?”

I thought about seriously for a second and decided to be honest not only with Tony but also with myself.

“I guess… I wanted to piss someone off… Or something”, I shrugged.

That was the truth. I wanted to make Monty jealous. It was stupid and naive because feelings were needed to cause jealousy and Montgomery had no feelings towards me.

“Wouldn’t it be easier to just talk to that person instead of that?”

“Nooo”, I shook my head. “Not with… Not with him.”

“Communication is the key, you’ll remember my words”, Tony said and stopped his car in front of my house.

“Thank you”, I smiled. “For the drive and wisdom of the day even though I’m probably not gonna use it.”

“I’m aware of that”, he nodded.

“Bye, Tony”, I said and left his car.

He waited until I got inside and drove away.
I talked to my parents, went to my room to leave my bag and took pyjamas and went to the bathroom. I came back from the shower and saw one new message and missed call from Zach.

Zach: U got home safe?

Y/N: Wow, now you care

Zach: ??? I separated from guys, went to my car and drove to the bus stop but you weren’t there

Y/N: well, Tony Padilla was faster and drove me home

Y/N: and after today you’re definitely my fav out of all my friends.

Me and Zach were never super close as friends but until today if I thought about it I’d say me and him were closer than him and Marcus.

Next day I met Monty at the parking, we arrived at the same time.

“How was your date?”, he asked.

“Very good. Marcus is actually super nice and funny”, I lied. “How was yours?”

“Good, we were at Cresmont”, he said looking down at the ground. “So are you going out with him again?”

“Maybe… Probably yes”, I will definitely go to hell for all those lies but seeing Monty’s jaw clenching was definitely worth it.

We separated when we walked inside. Montgomery went to talk to jocks, I went to my locker.

“Hi”, Marcus stood next to me, it took a lot of inner strength to not roll my eyes at him. But Monty’s was watching us, so I had to look as happy as I could.

“Hi”, I smiled.

“So, I know it’s probably too fast, cause we’ve been out just yesterday but today there is a party after game…”

“I don’t party on a week days”, I interrupted.

“I know”, he touched my arm. “But still I want to ask if maybe you’d like to go there… like with me. I’ll drive you home and everything.”

Every cell of my body wanted to tell “no”, but I quickly looked at Monty and saw his whole body clenched.

“I guess one party won’t kill me”, I said with a fake smile.

“Great. It starts right after game so I’ll just wait for you in my car after the game.”

“Okay, see ya”, I grabbed my things and went for PE.

I was walking behind the bleachers when I heard someone running towards me. I turned around and saw Monty.

“You really are going to party with Marcus?”, he asked angrily.

“Well, you clearly overheard everything, why are you asking?”

“This guy is an asshole!”

“So are you”, I crossed my arms at my chest. “And why do you even care? Why do you care, Montgomery?!”, I looked at him with my eyes wide open waiting for him to say something. Anything.

“ Because…”, he started looking everywhere but not at me. “Because you deserved better than him!”

“Right”, I slowly nodded my head looking down and bit my lower lip. “And I think that you’re afraid you’re gonna lose your regular banging”, I said and moved a little toward him.

He was looking me straight in the eyes, then grabbed my waist, pulled me closer and aggressively kissed my lips. He dominated this kiss like if he wanted to show who’s in charge. I moved away from him.

“I’m not you property”, I said and walked to PE.

I quickly changed and started warming up when Sheri stood next to me.

“I think you got something to tell me about”, he said, clearly pissed.

“Oh, yeah, I was at Rosie’s with Marcus, don’t ask”, I shook my head.

“I’m not talking about that”, she quickly looked around to check if someone can hear us. “I saw you and Monty behind the bleachers”, she said quietly.

I frozed for a moment. I opened my mouth, but nothing came out, I just didn’t know what to say. Sheri was my friend for so long and I was lying to her for months.

“PE is starting but then we’re skipping Peer Communication and going for a talk”, she said and all I could do was nodding my head.

***

“So?”, she asked when we sat behind the bleachers. “He kissed you, I saw it”

“Yes, I’m not gonna deny it. Okay, Sheri”, I took a deep breath. “You can’t tell anyone about that. Anyone. I mean it.”

“Okay, okay. I swear. I won’t even tell Jess.”

“Especially Jess! She would run straight to Justin and then everyone would know…”

“Okay, just start talking”, Sheri rushed me.

“Okay… I’ll just go straight to the point”, once again I took a deep breath. “Me and Monty have this kinda friends with benefits thing”, I said quickly.

She looked at me for a moment.

“You… Monty… what?”

“Please, don’t make me say that out loud again”, I rolled my eyes.

“I won’t… I’m just… Processing…”, she mumbled. “How did it started?”

“Kind of at that pool party at Bryce’s, kind of at Jessica’s party… I mean, he started at hot tub, I teased him, then he teased me, then we hooked up and then we hooked up again and just”, I shrugged.

“I shocked. I mean I’d never thought you’d ever be into hooking up. Especially with Monty”, she looked at me with eyes wide open. “I thought you almost hate him.”

“I don’t hate him. I just didn’t want people to connect me with him.”

“Past tense?”, she asked with a smirk.

“Not the point, Sheri”, I sighed.

We spent whole period hidden behind bleachers, I told her everything, maybe beside the fact that I probably started having some feelings towards him, but I wasn’t ready to admit that to myself not to mention admitting to someone else.

I spend the rest of the day avoiding Montgomery, Marcus and Zach who suddenly felt like he needed to talk to me, but he caught me warming up before opening basketball game.

“Y/N, listen”, he started.

“You have a game in ten minutes, warm up”, I said.

“About yesterday…”

“You are his friend, you went to check how thing were going, fine”, I shrugged.

“You’re my friend too.”

“Then you’re closer with him than with me, it’s fine”, I said and did double handspring to got away from him and also because I knew Montgomery was watching and he was a sucker for this.

***

Me and Marcus got to the party, he brought me a beer, paid a lot of attention to me, at least for first 45 minutes. After that time he was mostly focused on putting his hand somewhere on me - my shoulder, my back, my knee even though everytime I was gently moving his hand away.
I spotted Montgomery with his hands and jaw clenched while Zach was whispering something to him and then stopped him from going somewhere.
As party for going Marcus and I were sitting on the couch and he was becoming more and more annoying.

“Marcus, can you stop?”, I asked when I smacked his hand of my knee again.

“Come on, why don’t we have some fun?”, he said, his hand went on my thigh and his head got closer to my neck.

“Marcus, stop”, I said through my clenched teeth, I didn’t really want to make a scene.

Suddenly Montgomery showed up in front of us. He pushed Marcus, took my hand and pulled me up from the couch.

“What the hell, man?”

“Sorry Marcus, you’re not winning your bet”, he said and left the room making me go with him as he was still holding my hand.

“Bet? What bet?”, I asked.

“He had a bet that he’ll have sex with you”, Monty said with rage in his voice. “I should’ve come back there and beat the shit out of him.”

“No, you shouldn’t. Did you know about that? The bet?”

“Jeez, of course I didn’t. I got to know at the party. Get in the car”, he opened door for me.

“Don’t talk to me like that”, I said.

“Please, just get in the fucking car”, he said looking me angrily into eyes.

I got inside and slammed the door.

“I’m grateful you took me away from him but  don’t you ever dare to talk to me like this”, I repeated when he got into the car and start driving.

“He was having his hands all over you and your biggest problem is the way I talk to you right now?!”

“You don’t own me, Montgomery”, I said looking him in the face but he was looking straight on the road, avoiding meeting my eyes. “Where are we going?”, I sighed. No response. “Monty, you’re scaring me”, I said quietly. Still no response. “Fine”, I chuckled and crossed my arms on my chest.

Few minutes later he stopped car in the area of old warehouses.

“What are we doing here?”, I asked.

“Marcus was the one who was trying to fuck you and I feel like you’re mad at me.”

“I am mad at you for treating me like I’m yours. I’m not”, I said not looking at him.

He put his fingers on my chin and turned my face towards him.

“I know you’re not. But I won’t let anyone treat you like a mattress”, he said with his face close to me.

“Right, I’m too busy being your mattress”, I said looking at his lips.

His lips crashed mine. Our tongues were fighting. I was so mad at him, but he affected me in way I didn’t know before and I just didn’t want him to stop. His hand started rubbing me through my jeans, a little moan escaped my mouth.

“I’m still mad at you”, I mumbled under my breath when his lip moved down my neck leaving wet kisses.

“Backseat”, he ordered.

I crawled to the back, took of my shirt before Monty got on top of me. I tangled me fingers into his hair when he kissed crook of my neck and unzipped my jeans.

“Fucking skinny jeans”, he mumbled when moved away from me trying to slide them down my legs.

I reached his belt and started undoing it when without a word of warning he slided two fingers into me.

“Oh fuck”, I moaned.

„You may be mad but you’re wetter than ever”, he said pumping in and out.

“Monty…”, I whispered palming him through his boxers, “I want you to fuck me.”

“As you wish”, he said and leaned to give me a deep kiss.

Second later I felt him thrusting in and out fast and hard. Montgomery pinned my hips down before I even lift them.

“Babe”, he growled in the crook of my neck.

His hand found mine and our fingers tangled together,

“You feel so good”, he groaned thrusting in me faster and faster.

“Fuck, Monty…”, I digged my nails in his shoulder.

“I know, baby, come on”, his hand went down and he started rubbing my clit with his thumb.

“Oh, God, don’t stop…”, I moaned under my heavy breath and then I lost it.

“Fuck”, he howled.

Car was full of our breathless moans, Monty rode out our high and rest his forehead on mine, I played with his hair for a moment.

“I should go home”, I said quietly.

“Can you drive or should I give you a ride home?”, he asked giving me my long lost shirt.

“I can drive, that one beer I drunk got sweated out well”, I patted his shoulder. “My car is at school so if you could… Shit”, I sighed as I was crawling back to the passenger’s seat.

“What?”

“My bag is at Bryce’s.”

“So we’re going to Bryce and the to the school”, he said and give me kiss on a temple.

What the actual fuck, I thought.

I couldn’t even be mad at him for playing with my feelings because he didn’t know they were any. I was mad at myself and I hated the way this kiss felt. And I hated the way my heart skipped a bit when he rubbed my knee during drive.

That moment it was clear to me that I was falling for him, even though it was the most stupid thing any girl could do – fall for Montgomery de la Cruz and if there was anything I knew I could do about this it was one thing – stop whatever was going on between us.

The Office {OSH} (M)

Description: You and Sehun get caught in a compromising position at the office. CEO Heir!Sehun AU

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 1,735

Pairing: Oh Sehun x Reader

Author: Admin Xiufairy ㅅㅇㅅ

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“Sehun, we can’t do this here -” Your words were cut of with his lips. Just through his kiss you could tell how needy he was. He gripped your hips so tightly that you were sure there would be marks there soon after he was done with you.

“C’mon baby, I know how much office sex turns you on.” He teased you, a whine leaving your lips as you sunk back into his kiss. He lifted you up onto his desk, his lips eagerly and roughly attached to yours as he untucked your shirt from your skirt.

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I think I wanna marry you

Jon Snow x Reader

Words: 443

Requested by: @jonsnowisthesexiestbastard

Request: Hello ! Can I have an imagine where the reader is a Mormont and she know Jon since childhood. After season 6 Jon wanna marry her but the Lords doesn’t think that she is highborn enough for a King but he marry her anyways ? Thanks :-)

(Y/N): Your Name

(Y/H/C): Your Hair Color


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It’s the middle of the night and both Shepard and Garrus are fast asleep when they hear a crash downstairs, although it doesn’t shock or frighten either of them, no. Not since they adopted their first child - a krogan. If only they had known earlier about the bonus feature that comes with young krogan and their sleeping routine.

“He’s sleep-raging, again. Go get him.” Shepard mutters, unwilling to move or even open her eyes.

“He’s your son, you go get him.” Garrus responds, just as unwilling.

You’re the one that suggested having kids in the first place.”

“And you’re the one that wanted to adopt a krogan of all species.”

“Because I’ve had experience, so you should go.”

Garrus pops an eye open to look at her, “I should go?”

“Oh, screw you, Vakarian.” Shepard groans, turning onto her opposite side so she no longer faced him, only for Garrus to huddle closer to her, his arm reaching around for her hand as he feels out for her wedding ring.

“Now, now, you’re Vakarian too, remember? So, who’s getting–”

“Oh, my God, shut up.” Shepard wails, pushing his hand away.

Garrus gets even closer, a sleepy smirk tugging at his mandibles as he nuzzles his head right into her neck, his mouth at her ear, “You love my voice.”

“Oh, my God, just–!” Shepard throws the blanket off the bed as she gets up, leaving Garrus to either go cold or to get up out of bed himself to retrieve the blanket, making his smirk dissappear. “All is fair in love and war.“

“There is no war.” Garrus sighs as he reluctantly gets out of bed to collect the blanket.

“Well, you married a woman who was already married to her job.” Now Shepard is the one with the evil smirk as she stops to look back at him before disappearing from the room.

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in ten years i’ll tell you i love you (but not now) [Yoongi]

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader
Genre: Angst ; Fluff 
Word Count: 4237
Description: if there are any words that could travel through space and time to reach the person they have to reach, ‘i love you’ would be those words.
Author’s Note: so basically…the fucking soulmate reincarnation au yoongi brithday fic NOBODY ASKED FOR!!!! praise i wrote this in one day in the span of like 4 hrs i ignored my work i am going to REGRET
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It is forbidden. It is forbidden, and dangerous, and high-risk, and the utmost cliché. That you, the lowly servant girl, from a long line of ancestors of the same position, would fall in love with the son of the household you are serving.

The House of Min is a house your family has served for centuries, and most likely will serve for centuries more, and somehow you are the first (or perhaps you were not the first, but you had most certainly never heard of anyone else similar to you) to fall completely and utterly in love with the person you were supposed to be serving.

And yet — it is the utmost cliché is it not? That he, the heir to a fortune, one amongst the richest in the country, would fall in love with the servant girl who lives in the basement with the rest of the help, far, far away from the glittering chandeliers and marble staircases that lead to his room. Far enough so that, should he be like his parents, he would have forgotten the help existed even in the moments they were not serving them. Far enough so that, if it were not for you, he could have forgotten anyone but his family lived in the same house as he.

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Wow This Is Gay

@trashy-potatos asked: Hey! I was just wondering, could you write some boyf riends fluff please?? I’m not in the best place rn and I just need a ton of fluff and like,,,,your just really awesome at writing fluff. Yeah your just awesome.

BEAR OMG OF COURSE IM SORRY YOURE SAD AND THAT THIS TOOK SO LONG I WAS SCREWING AROUND WITH MY NEW PHONE


After the whole SQUIP incident, Michael and Jeremy had found themselves complimenting each other a lot more. Maybe it was because they’re feelings for each other were more obvious than ever, or maybe it was because they both realized how bad the others insecurities were. Either way they’d randomly tell each other how amazing the other was, and would get into full on compliment battles.

And that’s where they were now. They were walking in the hallway and Jeremy had tripped over a lose tile, Michael chuckled “you even make tripping adorable”

“Dude but you literally make everything adorable!”

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Ten Years (Part 1)

Summary: AU. When a major account is on the line at work, reader is forced to revisit some old connections at her ten year high school reunion for a chance at success. Will she let the past consume her, or will she see the future in her grasp?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 2,327

Warnings: language, snark, memories of cheaters

A/N: I have no words. Bucky Barnes continues to keep my attention. Hopefully you guys like this!

Part: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8

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Mingyu x You x Wonwoo

A/N- Meanie smut heh heh, plus this is just a straigt up threesum so yea right in your face
Plot: “HEY YOU GUYS SHOULD KISS”
Genre: smut

A sigh escapes your lips at the sound of the two usual bickering boys, whom you are both friends with. Mingyu and Wonwoo always fought. There wasn’t a minute in a day where they weren’t fighting over some silly argument. It was honestly kinda funny sometimes about what they fight over, but it does get a little annoying too. You always thought that they sounded like a married couple fighting all the time. And by the looks of it, if it wasn’t for you they’d be divorced by now.

Wonwoo, “I already told you I came in first! Not you!”

Mingyu, “If you came in first then how come it says I did?!”

Wonwoo, “Lying cheater!”

Mingyu, “Sore loser!”

“WILL YOU TWO SHUT UP ALREADY!?!”

They both turned towards you and asked about who actually won the game. You told them you weren’t paying attention, making them sigh. They both gave up and sat on each side of you. Mingyu was on the left and Wonwoo was on the right. You put on a movie and all sat on the couch watching it together.

After a while you felt Wonwoo snuggle up next to you. Of course you didn’t mind it at first being just a little skinship, but what caught your attention was that Mingyu started doing it as well. They both kept trying to snuggle closer and closer on to you like it was some competition. Wonwoo had his arm over your shoulders, while Mingyu had his arms around your waist. Their hands kept brushing past your most sensitive areas and you had to bite your tongue to keep from moaning. But when you felt a hand suddenly grab your breast, full hand, you let out a small whimper.

“hnng~”

They both looked at you whilst you instantly covered your mouth. Your face flushed red and you excused yourself to the bathroom. They had never heard, or seen you do anything sexual before and you didn’t know how they’d react. But you did know you couldn’t stay in here all night. And so you went out, expecting it to be awkward, but in reality they were at it again. Really, how could two boys find so much to fight about? You walked over and pulled them away from each other.

“Honestly you two should just kiss already I mean you’re acting like your married anyways.”

Wonwoo falsely threw up while Mingyu laughed.

Mingyu, “No way would I kiss someone like him!”

Wonwoo, “I’d rather kiss a dog’s butt then kiss you!”

Mingyu, “Well you do it everyday kissing your reflection.”

Before they could start another argument, you suggested that they play a game, “Look how about we play a game to pass the time okay? It’s getting late anyways so how about truth or dare?”

They both looked at each other and looked at you. Agreeing, you all sat in a circle on the floor. You got out a bottle and spun it around; it landed on Mingyu. You smirked realising what you could do to him if he goes with dare.

“Truth or dare Mingyu?”

Mingyu, “Hmm dare!”

Exactly what you were hoping for. So many ideas came to mind about what you could do with him. That is until your eyes landed on Wonwoo. And at that moment you got the most perfect idea ever. Maybe this will change their minds about fighting all the time. You giggled to yourself and began to speak.

“Okay Mingyu, I dare you…to make out with Wonwoo!”

They both exclaimed, “WHAT!?”

A smirk grew on your face, “You heard me. And it’s a dare Mingyu, you can’t take it back!”

Mingyu, “B-B-But (Y/N), are you sure? I-I mean of all the other things you could do-”

“Just get on with it.”, you interrupted.

Mingyu faced Wonwoo sitting on his knees and took a hard gulp. Wonwoo hesitantly did the same and gulped down his nervousness. You sat on the side and watched with a grin. They both looked at the ground with tinted cheeks before Mingyu suddenly started to lean forward. Wonwoo started to lean in as well and slowly shut his eyes. Only just a few seconds later, their lips finally touched. They both flinched at the sudden feel of it but soon started to move against each other. Their lips molded into one another as each turn of the head was made. Mingyu even scooted closer to Wonwoo to get a better position. You felt your body start to grow hot and almost regretted this decision, now knowing what it was doing to you.

You saw Mingyu bite onto Wonwoo slightly, making Wonwoo jolt his lips to creek open. Mingyu easily slipped his tongue inside and they both gave a sigh at the sudden rush of heat their bodies were going through. Whilst they were in the process of their heated make out session, you had unconsciously had slid your fingers over your thin shorts and began to lightly finger yourself. You couldn’t lie, seeing your two friends feverishly make out in front of you, it turned you on terribly. And there was this small spark in your body that made you want to go out and join their little game, but at the same time you wanted to watch them have so much pleasurable fun with each other.

Accidentally, a small groan fell from your lips and caught the boys attention. They both looked at you making you turn your head from them. Mingyu smirked over to Wonwoo and him doing the same. They both then crawled over to you and sat by your side. You felt their heated bodies next to you and felt your core grow wet at just their presence. Mingyu came close to your ear and spoke to you in a low whisper,  "Is something the matter (Y/N)? You seem a bit troubled there.“

“A-Ah n-n-no trouble-I’m fine.”

Wonwoo, “Doesn’t look like it to me.”, He said as he slid his hand down the center of your thigh and only slightly brushed over your core. You hissed over his touch and pierced your lips together. Mingyu chuckled beside your ear and graised his lips along your neck. You whimpered, cursing yourself wanting more.

Mingyu, “How about we..take care of that?”

You knew exactly what he was talking about. You wanted to say no, and refuse him and Wonwoo right then and there. But there was this part in your body that took over you, and before you had even realised it, you had already gave your answer.

“Okay..”

Both Mingyu and Wonwoo stood up. They each reached out one hand to you to help you up. Taking their hands, they led you into their bedroom and closed the door behind you. You all sat on the bed and in an instant you felt their hands swarm your body. Mingyu kissed at your neck while Wonwoo kissed down your chest. Each of them sucked on your bare sensitive skin making you moan. And with each whimper leaving your quivering lips, they feasted from it. You felt Wonwoo slip his hands under your shorts and tug and your wet panties. You breathlessly looked down at Wonwoo and saw him eye your womanhood with a smirk. He pushed his thumb over your core making your body jolt. In a light breath you spoke, “Wonwoo..”

That gave Wonwoo a devious smile, but your direction was instantly turned to Mingyu who had suddenly jerked your lips to meet his. His lips captivated your own as you felt his large hands slip under your shirt, removing it easily. As Mingyu kissed you whilst feeling up your body, a moan hummed out as you suddenly felt Wonwoo finally remove your panties and fully insert a finger. Mingyu silently cursed and shoved his tongue inside your mouth. He sucked and even bit at your tongue making to whimper. Unexpectedly he pulled away from you and held your chin to look directly at him. Mingyu’s eyes shot deep into your own as dominance practically radiated off of him. In a deep growl he said, “If you even dare as to cum from him, I’ll mess you up so badly that you can’t even stand tomorrow.”

You nodded your head and nervously licked your lips. That made Mingyu look down and bite his own. He came close to you and licked over your lips himself. They molded onto your own as another moan hummed out of you. Wonwoo had inserted two more fingers and slipped them out of your womanhood. Wonwoo stood up and spoke low, “Hyung..” Mingyu stopped kissing you and looked over to Wonwoo. He stood at the edge of the bed with his length bobbing from his pants. Mingyu smirked and looked down at his own pants showing that he was also rock hard. Wonwoo smiled at you and crawled next to you on the bed. The boys both looked at you hungrily making grow wetter by the second. Wonwoo finally spoke out, “Lets finish this shall we?”

Mingyu nodded and positioned you where you were on all fours with Mingyu at the back, and Wonwoo in front. Wonwoo’s large cock hung infront of your eyes whilst you saw it drip with pre-cum. You felt Mingyu position himselt at your entrance and Wonwoo tilt up your chin. You instinctively grabbed onto his length and began to suck. As you did so, Mingyu began to ease himself inside you. You both groaned at the tightness of it but soon felt a pleasurable wave come over you. Mingyu started to thrust faster inside you, forcing Wonwoo’s cock to hit deep in the back of your throat. Wonwoo hissed at this amazingly good feeling and bit his lip. Mingyu looked up at him as he thrusted and grabbed Wonwoo’s neck. He pulled him in and began to kiss just as they did in the start of it all. Wonwoo didn’t fight back and melted into Mingyu’s kiss. Each of you were starting to hit your breaking point and knew you about to cum. And then, all at once you all moaned out, “C..Cumming!!” And you all felt your liquids pour out of you.

Your mouth and thighs dripped with cum and the boys releast out of you breathlessly. They both smiled and wrapped their arms around you. Wonwoo kissed your right cheek while Mingyu kissed your left. With one last word from the night they said, “I love you, (y/n).”

Shut up and kiss me - Auston Matthews (Part 2)

A/N: It has taken me a while, but I’ve finally written it. This was requested by @itsall-aboutthat, who supports me so much and I couldn’t be more grateful. I hope you enjoy it!

Word count: 1032

Warnings: Mild swearing. Mentions of sexual intercourse. Mentions of Auston’s junk. Fluff.

Part 1

Master list

Originally posted by glovesdropped

“Are you sure you didn’t pack up your entire parents’ house?” Auston asks, carrying the last box from my car.

“I’m positive” I answer him, opening the door wider for him to fit in with the box.

“You have a lot of stuff” he huffs, putting the box down, next to the rest of my things.

“Well, this isn’t temporary. I’m not going back to my parents’…I hope” I say, starting to open up boxes.

“Uh uh, it’s you and me now. Always” He whispers, hugging my waist from behind and I melt in his arms.

I haven’t actually brought that much stuff, to be honest. Most of my clothes, my favorite books, some appliances like a straightener, pictures of my family and friends and my school stuff. I have transferred to the University of Toronto to finish my degree.

It takes us a couple hours to unpack everything and a couple arguments until we decide where everything goes in his apartment. I try my best to give him space to decide since it is HIS apartment and I don’t want to step on his toes.

“The place looks so much girlier now” he jokes and I give him a dirty look.

“Careful, I’m gonna paint the walls pink when you are away on the road”

“Don’t play games with me on your first night here, babe” he slaps my butt and I laugh.

“Oh, I want to play many games with you…” I lean in for a kiss when the doorbell goes off.

Auston frowns and walks away from me, opening the front door.

“The welcome-to-Toronto-party is here!” I hear Mitch’s voice as he pushes Auston out of the way and gets in, followed by Willy and Morgan.

“Hello, guys” I say, leaning on the kitchen counter.

“Hi, (y/n)” Willy says, putting down four pizza boxes next to me.

“It’s five of us… do we really need that much pizza?” I ask, looking at the huge boxes.

“Your boyfriend eats one by himself” Morgan says and Auston shrugs.

“I’m a big guy”

“That you are…” I agree and Mitch gives me a disgusted face.

“Too much information” he whines and I burst into laughter.

“You see him naked as much as I do”

“I don’t look at his…” Mitch turns beet red “junk as much as you do!”

“I wouldn’t blame you if you d…”

“(y/n), stop!” Mitch yells and everyone laughs.

We all sit on the couches in Auston’s… actually our living room and eat while watching TV. Auston keeps changing the channel looking for something to watch, but there is nothing actually worth watching.

“Let’s play some videogames” I suggest, tired of the channel changing nonsense, “something fun”

“NHL 2017?” Willy asks and I shake my head.

“I was thinking about something like Just Dance”

All of them look at me like I’m crazy, but after I look at all of them with my best puppy eyes they agree to give it a try. They are all shy at first, not really moving much, but after three songs all of them are dancing like they were in ‘Dancing with the stars’.

“This is a hell of a workout” Morgan says after dancing to ‘Single ladies’ by Beyoncé.

He and Mitch were competing against each other and it had been hilarious to watch… maybe too hilarious to not share it with the world on an Instagram story.

“Guys, it’s almost midnight and we have practice tomorrow at 10am” Auston states, looking at his phone.

“Oh yeah, we should go” Mitch agrees, getting on his feet and walking towards the door, Morgan and Willy following him, “good night, guys”

“Good night, thanks for coming” I walk them to the door, waving them goodbye.

“Finally” a pair of strong arms encage me against Auston’s body and I chuckle.

“Don’t say that. It was very kind of them to come”

“Yeah, but I didn’t want to share you with anyone else tonight” his breath is hot against my neck and I shiver.

“But you need to go the sleep, you have practice tomorrow” I try to walk away from him, but he doesn’t let me go.

“I lied, it’s only 10pm”

“Auston! That’s beyond rude” I scream, turning around in his arms to slap him across the chest.

“You know what would be rude too?” he asks and I raise an eyebrow.

“Surprise me”

“It would be really rude if I don’t make sure you go to bed satisfied tonight” he whispers and I can fell my face heating up.

“Baby, I’ve just moved in with you. This isn’t our wedding night” I say and he smirks.

“Let me give you a teaser of what our wedding night will look like” and before I realize what’s going on he has me on his arms and is carrying me to the bedroom.

He sets me carefully on the bed and I look down, thinking about his words. He actually wanted to marry me… or at least he said that he wanted to have a wedding night and to have a wedding night you need to get married… My head is still working at the speed of light when he grabs my chin between his thumb and index finger and makes me look at him.

“Hey… what’s wrong?” he asks softly.

“You said that…” I don’t know how to say it without sounding like an idiot, “about the wedding night…”

“Yes…” his stare is so intense I feel like I’m melting under it.

“You want to get married… to me?” I blurt out and he looks at me, confusion clear on his face before he suddenly gets it.

“(y/n), I want it all with you. I want a family with you. I want to call you my wife” he confesses and my heart flutters “not yet, but someday I’ll pop the question and if you say yes it will make me the happiest man on Earth”

“You know that I’ll say y…” he interrupts me putting his finger on my lips.

“Shut up and kiss me” and I laugh and we kiss and I’m already more than satisfied.

Congratulations to Me Alternate Ending

Alternate ending to the Congratulations to Me series. I had the other idea, then after I wrote most of it though this would be cool too. I know I’ve said before this series is completed, but now it really is. I really wanted to write this and decided, why the hell not?

Y/M/N = Your mothers name 

Congratulations to Me Masterlist

Masterlist 


It was the phone call they always dreaded getting, but not for the reason they thought it would be.
“Y/n’s dead.”
They always worried it would be a monster, someone out to get them, wanting revenge and so they took the one person most precious to them. Their baby sister. But no, it wasn’t some monster, not a demon, not a vampire, none of the things that go bump in the night. It was a human. The police say they were so inebriated that they just plowed right into her. Seemingly not even noticing her car was there waiting at the red light.

“Boys?” Y/M/N’s broken voice called down the phone. The Winchester Brothers knew something was wrong as soon as her number flashed on the screen. She rarely called them, it was usually Y/n and Y/n hadn’t talked to them since their fight last June.

June. The last time the once close siblings had talked. She stopped returning their calls and shut them out, apparently too angry to call them back.

“Boys,” Y/M/N tried again. “The funerals next Saturday, if you can make it.”

“We’ll be there.” Sam managed to croak out, the first words either brother had uttered since their world seemed to come crashing down.
She tutted, “Yeah… I’ll believe that one when I see it.”

The call ended and the brothers sat silently around the kitchen table. Tears following freely down both hunter’s faces. Their little sister was gone. How was that possible? She wasn’t a hunter, they kept her out of this life. She was supposed to grow old and grey. Have a full happy life. Go to school, get a job, fall in love, get married, have kids and anything else she wanted in life. And she was most certainly supposed to outlive both her older brothers.

Neither Winchester could tell you how many hours they spent sitting there, shocked and silent, staring off into space. At some point Dean got up, whispering something about packing and leaving in the morning. The first words said all night

Sam didn’t even acknowledge his older brother spoke.

How Dean made it back to his room is a mystery. He’d barely leaned back against the shut door before his already weak facade came crumbling down. All it took was a glance at the picture on his desk of a younger him giving a child Y/n a piggyback ride to break him. He slid down the door, his head in his hands, sobbing.

This wasn’t how it was supposed to end. He was supposed to protect her from all the evil and dangers of the world. That was his job as her big brother and he failed. Dean tugged at the ends of his hair and let out a strangled sob.

This wasn’t fair. He hadn’t even gotten her to forgive him yet. She died thinking monsters were more important than her. That he was more worried about hunting, that he’d rather have been doing that than being with her. Dean threw his head back against the door and squeezed his eyes shut tight.

Y/n said they always let her down. He’d wanted to fix that, but now he never could. His little sister died thinking he didn’t care about her. His stomach lurched, when was the last time he even told her he loved her?


Sam probably sat at that table all night. He’d cried himself dry by the time Dean left. A part of him knew that he should get up and start packing, so they could head out in the morning, but Sam couldn’t bring himself to stand up from the chair. Part of him though maybe if he never moved it wouldn’t be true. He didn’t want to face a world his baby sister wasn’t in.

Sure, the past few months they hadn’t been talking, but at the end of the day at least she was alive and well and he was constantly working on getting her to forgive them. Now that would never happen.

Sam would never get to prove to her that she had always been more important than hunting, that he loved her like crazy and would do anything in the world to protect her. Those were just a few of the nevers. He’d never get to see her graduate college, or achieve the successful future he knew she’d have. Sam would never get to call her up to talk about the book they just finished or help her with her homework again. They’d never prank Dean together again or go see the newest foreign film that Dean had made fun of it. He was never going to get to make his baby sister laugh again or even just see her again.

Sam ran a hand down his face. He’d always worried about protecting her from monsters. He’d spent hours educating her about monsters and how to defend herself in case anything ever came knocking on her door, and in the end, that didn’t even matter. In the end, there was nothing him, or Dean could have done to stop this and Sam wasn’t sure if that made him feel better or worse. He was sure that he wanted to introduce the driver to the brother’s large weapon collection.

What Sam would give to see her one more time, to talk to her one more time, to simply just hear her voice just one more time. Sam grabbed his phone off the table, and held it up to his ear. It rang and rang, but that’s what he expected. There was no one to pick up at the other end.

“Hi you’ve reached Y/n’s phone. Leave a message and I’ll call you back when I can. Bye.”

Her happy, unsuspecting tone is what set off the waterworks again. Turns out Sam still did have some tears to cry.


Sam and Dean had never been so sorry to be in town before. Visits to Y/n house were usually chipper. Filled with laughter and bonding and catching up on everything you missed being on opposite sides of the country, but this visit wasn’t like other visits.

Sadness, loss, and heartache hung everywhere, not that the brothers expected that feeling to go away anytime soon. They’d experienced lost before, but this was unlike any of those times.

The funeral was full of people the brothers didn’t know. They had never really meet many of Y/n’s friends or family, but as out of place as they felt amongst the guest, there was no way any of them could scare the boys off. They weren’t missing this, they’d already missed too much.

Y/M/N offered for the boys to stand with her while people paid their respects, but they refused. As Dean said, they didn’t need a bunch of strangers telling them how great their sister was, they already knew.

They had accepted her offer to sit up front with the family though. At first Dean had refused, wanting to wallow in the back, but Sam had insisted it would have made Y/n happy.

As people were continuing to file in, an elderly lady sat next to Sam. She looked over the two young men, not recognizing either.

“Jane Prescott, Y/M/N’s aunt.” She held her hand out to Sam, “You two are?”

“I’m Sam and his is my brother Dean,” Sam started to introduce.

Her face momentary light up, “The Winchesters, you’re Y/n’s brothers! I’m finally meeting the brothers I’ve heard so much about.”

Dean looked up for the first time all day, “You’ve heard about us?”

Jane gave him a confused look, “Well of course. Y/n talked about you all the time. You’d think the two of you walked on water. She adored you, idolized you, loved you to death.

All three cringed at the poor choice of words, “I mean just look at the college situation, I don’t think there is any better indicator of how much you boys meant to her.”

“I’m sorry?” Sam asked confused.

“I’m talking about her going to Y/U/N. Y/M/N was nervous about her going to school so far away, but Y/n was so excited. It’s such a shame, week from today she was supposed to move in.”

Sam gulped and Dean closed his eyes. She was going to go to school in Kansas, hell, she was going to go to school only five minutes from their front door, and they had no idea about it.

“She wanted it to be a surprise,” Y/M/N said coming up behind Dean. “She was planning to tell you at her graduation.”

That was one of the only days Dean cried in public.


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The room was quiet.
Or so i thought,before my classmate said: “I respect gay people,but i don’t think they should marry.”
He said it.
Next to me,that i’m demisexual,and my friend,that is bisex (and everyone in the class know it).
But she was already done with his bullshit,so she said it.
And it was great.

“Shut up Gianmarco,i kissed more girls than you”
And then i dabbed out of the room,‘cause
OHHHHHHH GO GIRL !!!

anonymous asked:

Prompt: present day established emison - emison have a fight about whatever and then em storms out but comes back later and sleeps outside her & Ali's room (ever seen that scene in this is us?)

i haven’t!! but i hope this is kinda what u wanted xx 

“No, please don’t try and excuse this, Ali. That was never your decision to make” Emily stood with her arms crossed on one side of the breakfast bar as her fiancée stood on the other, her eyes seeping with regret.

“I know” Ali said, her voice shaking as the wedding invitation lay torn apart, splattered in front of them like spilled ink across the counter, the words Emily Fields ripped into nothing. “I’m not excusing it. I never should have done it and I’m sorry” Emily could hear the desperation and sincerity in her voice. It hurt, to argue with Ali. It always hurt. But this time it wasn’t so easy to forgive.
“So why did you?” She asked bluntly, letting her eyes look into Ali’s for the first time since she found the torn up letter in the bin outside. “why wouldn’t you tell me about this?” Alison barely hesitated when she answered, praying to make Emily understand.

“Never invite exes to a wedding” Ali exclaimed, knowing that what she did was inexcusable but also completely frustrated that Emily couldn’t see how utterly ridiculous the very idea of going to that wedding would be.

“Do you really think I would’ve gone? You think I would’ve wanted to watch the girl who’s heart I broke stand up and get married?” Emily’s voice caught on the last word, and she wasn’t sure why. The look of pain that crossed Ali’s face was hard to bare. She squinted, crossing her arms this time and watching as Emily’s expression faltered.
“I don’t know, Emily. Why wouldn’t you want to go? Do you still have feelings for her?” Alison couldn’t prevent the anger suddenly rising to her head, her breathing becoming heavy.

“Don’t spin this on me” Emily shut her down “we’re getting married, Alison. In less than 6 months time. How am I supposed to do that with someone who-who rips up my letters and accuses me of still having feelings for a girl I haven’t seen in 3 years?” Emily regretted the words as soon as she said them, but that didn’t make them untrue. And if Ali’s heart wasn’t already tearing it two, it had now practically shattered in her chest. The silence was tangible, growing heavier and heavier by the minute before it became too much for Emily to handle.

“I think I need to leave” she muttered, grabbing her bag “my mum’s dropping Finn off in the morning so make sure you’re home” And before Ali could even try to stop her she was out the door, rushing to Hanna and Caleb’s in a state of shock. That was how Ali ended up alone on Friday night, their date night, gulping down a third glass of wine.

Come home She typed I love you. Please just come home. She waited. And waited. And waited, for a response that never came. Her mind teased her with images of Emily getting on a plane to California and chasing down her ex-girlfriend, of fighting with guards to let her through before it was too late to stop the wedding, of finding any woman who was willing to fall into bed with and drown the pain of the true love of her life getting married to somebody that wasn’t her. At each image she took a sip. A sip that slowly turned into a gulp and a gulp that turned into a glass until she was passed out on her bed, wearing nothing but a pair of lace panties and one of Emily’s ancient jumpers that she refused to let go of, keeping the sleeve locked to her nose because she couldn’t even think of sleep without some form of Emily lying next to her. Eventually, her mind found sleep. It was restless and difficult to achieve but it was sleep, which is more than she had expected. Throughout the night she tossed and she turned, the duvet long forgotten on the wooden floorboards. She only managed a few hours before she needed to get up. Deciding she was thirsty as an excuse to wander about the house for a while, she tip-toed along her room and flung open the door, only to be met with a fumbling thud of a body falling to the ground.

“Ah!” She yelled, grabbing the lamp that sat a meter away and holding it high above her head, ready to smash it down on the intruder.

“Stop! Stop!” Emily yelled back, holding her hands out to protect herself “it’s just me” Ali felt like she could breathe again when she heard her voice, dropping the lamp to her side and sighing with relief. Relief that quickly turned to confusion. Looking around, Ali notice Emily was wearing only her own silk dressing gown that hung on the back of their bathroom door and a pair of fluffy Christmas socks she had given her years and years ago, when they were just 12 years old. Sprawled out across a make-shift bed that included their cushions from their sofa downstairs, a picnic blanket and one of Finn’s post man Pat rugs, Emily grimaced in pain as she sat up, taking Ali’s hand to help herself out, quickly dropping it again as she rubbed her forehead. Neither said anything for a minute.

“What, uh, what are you doing here?”Emily frowned. “I mean, out here. Why didn’t you come to bed?” Ali prodded her, attempting to smile but being met with raised eyebrows.

“I’m still pissed” She said, Ali not hurt by her words because she knew she had every right to be angry.

“So- why didn’t you stay at Hanna’s? Or in the spare room?” Alison approached with caution, picking up the discarding bedding and folding it into a pile that she could tidy later. Emily hesitated, choking on her words.

“I forget how hard it is sleeping when you aren’t near me” She said quietly, lifting up a pillow so her hands had something to do. Ali said nothing but couldn’t help but smile slightly, Emily’s comment suddenly vanishing all her insecurities that had crept up on her over the course of the night.

“Right” Was all she managed. There was silence again.

“I’m going to apologize first” Emily took her hand, not looking her in the eye “I never should have said that. Any of it. I know how you feel about Paige and I know that you only did what you did because you were frightened. I want to marry you. I’ve always wanted to marry you, no matter what” Ali exhaled loudly, her eyes fluttering shut for a moment as she tried to hold back tears.

“Me too, baby” she spluttered out “I-I’m an idiot. I was there, for some of it, with Paige. I know how much she meant to you and I know how important you were for each other and sometimes it’s difficult for me to understand why you chose me over her” Emily groaned, taking her hand and stroking Ali’s cheek softly.

“how else am I supposed to make you understand that it doesn’t matter why I love you, the point is I do?” Ali nodded slowly through small tears,

“how else am I supposed to make you understand how unbelievable you are? Sometimes I wake up in the morning and I look at you sleeping and I think ‘there is nothing I have ever done to deserve you.’ That’s why it’s hard. You’re the only person I’ve ever wanted this badly, this deeply. Even with every guy I grinned and bared through, you were always on the back of my mind. But I know the same can’t be said for you” Emily’s jaw clenched.
“Yes. It can. We got over this years ago” Ali recoiled a little at Emily’s tone.

“I know rationally. It’s my irrational side that still doesn’t quite get it” Emily smiled, leaning in and surprising her with a kiss.

“Can we just, forget it?” She asked, whispering in her ear. Ali smiled, her heart pounding because all she had wanted all evening was to forget that anything had ever happened.

“I thought you’d never ask” Ali replied, taking her by the hand and dragging her onto the bed, letting herself be engulfed by Emily’s hands, her lips smearing her with kisses.

Musical Mornings

A/N: This short fic takes place after Emma returns from the wish realm. This is before Killian helps David find who killed his father and before he asks permission to marry Emma. This was inspired by the upcoming musical episode. Rated M for smutty goodness.

Killian opened one eye and quickly shut it again. Swan was already up. He knew this because bedroom curtains were open and the sun pouring into the room was blinding. He still didn’t understand her need to throw open every shade in the house upon waking. He could also faintly smell something burning, a sure sign she was in the kitchen. He glanced at the clock. Bloody hell, he thought. He didn’t mean to sleep so late. He wanted to get up early and make her breakfast. She must be exhausted. She had been at the sheriff’s office until well past midnight. And he can never sleep with her not home so it was a late night for them both. He got up and padded across their room to the bathroom to relieve himself and brush his teeth. He didn’t bother with a shirt as the lad was at school at this hour but did fasten his brace and hook to his arm before going in search of her.

Emma was feeling chipper today. Even though she barely slept, what sleep she did get was next to Killian. With Henry down the hall, the sun shining and her dad taking post at the station, she had the day free and that was reason to smile. The first few days getting back from the wish world had been disconcerting to say the least. Gideon was still plotting her demise and she was sure this whole ‘alt Robin’ thing, as she was calling it, was going to bite Regina in the ass. But it had been relatively quiet and she was thankful for the quiet days. She was worried about her dad though, the thought of him causing her brow to furrow. He had not been taking the sleeping curse well. She knew it would be hard on him being separated from her mom but she didn’t realize how much it would affect him. She stood over the stove thinking of him and her mom and wished she could somehow break this shitty curse.

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Miss Right

taetaebears said: Hello~! Just wanted to say that I really like your writhing^-^ And a request, could you do like a fic where Suga is in school, he really likes the reader and the boys do everything to bring him to confess to her but they struggle really hard to do it? Thank you<3

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Genre: The most fluffy thing I have ever written

Warnings: Too much fluff  None

Word Count: 1.6k

A/n: Okay so, I have finally finished it! I hope this is what you were thinking of! If it’s not I’m sorry :(  Also the verse used in this scenario is from Miss Right by Bts, Yoongi’s part!


“Okay, see you later!” She said getting up from the chair next to mine, starting to gather all her stuff.

“See you!” I smiled and closed my notebook. Watch her leave the classroom made me sigh.

“YOONGI!” An annoying and unfortunately familiar voice called.

“What, Tae?” I answered, not bothering to look at him.

He took a seat in her chair and grabbed my shoulders making me look at him.

“Please just kiss already, and love each other, and marry, and have kids, and die together.”

Jungkook came behind him and hit Tae’s head.

“Shut your mouth!” He whispered. “what if she heard?”

I sighed and finished closing my bag.

“See you around guys.” I told them getting up and in some seconds I was outside the class.

I finally got to my locker. I saw her some meters away taking her headphones and books from inside her locker. Suddenly, all the books fell from her hands and I noticed a girl behind her, who just pushed her, making her head hit the lockers as her hands eventually let go of the books.

Quickly I closed my locker door and run up to the beautiful girl bleeding from the head on the floor.

“Are you stupid?” I asked the girl, who was standing next to her friends. I didn’t know what they had expected me to say, but they all looked surprised. “Are you ok?” I asked, changing my attention to y/n. “No, you’re not. Here, let me take you to the infirmary.” I helped her up, one arm on her waist and the other taking her hand.

“I can walk Yoongi, don’t worry.” She let go of my hand.

I took her bag and still with my arm around her I stood in front of 5 girls. Any boy would love to be with them, but I didn’t. I never understood why a boy could hook up with someone so… egocentric and bitchy.

“Touch her again and you’re done. And I honestly wouldn’t give a shit of the fact that you’re a girl.”

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What He Has

Kirishima Week Day 4 (July 4th): Ayato

Summary: Hinami watches Ayato, Touka and Kaneki– now a family– and she realises that all she longs for, is all that Ayato has. In other words, Hinami overthinking about stuff and being jealous of Ayato and his family. (2.5k words) 

A/N: This is the first time I’ve written Ayahina in a more negative light and it hurts a lot. I was supposed to write something else for today but I sidetracked with this headcanon I had all of a sudden. I don’t know what I feel about writing a birthday fic for Ayato where Hinami is borderline hating him… For @kirishima-week (tagging because for some strange reason, tumblr is a bitch to me and it randomly never puts any of my posts up in a few tags and I don’t want this to go missing as well). 

Read here for Touka’s birthday fic and here for my other Kirishima Week posts! ^^ 

🐠🐰 Happy Birthday Kirishima Ayato! 🐰🐠

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But even then, she can’t help it. Hinami wants what he has.

The green-eyed demon snickers in her ears, whispering blasphemous suggestions and raising vile thoughts. Hate him, it seems to say, hate the boy who has everything you desire but dared to turn his back on it.

Ayato left Touka. He had his reasons— reasons which, for some reason, she can’t seem to recall— but even then, how could he just leave? She remembers Touka’s withdrawn features whenever she looking out the window, mind imprisoned between thoughts and opinions she never was privy to. She knows Ayato had to be a part of it— that he had to be Touka’s biggest worry and concern back before things really fell apart. She knows that as much as Touka loves and cares for her, Hinami will always be a spot behind him. She was never able to be him. She was never able to fill in for the void he left in her. The most she could be, was a mere replacement— a pseudo-sister to fill partly the pain of a lost brother.

And in the worst of cases, if she ever is made to choose in some kind of life-and-death situation, Touka will rush to rescue Ayato over her— that, Hinami was sure of without a doubt.

Onii-chan too now…

How is it that Ayato, the one who seemed to detest Kaneki so much at one point, is the one who’s truly related to him now? How is it that Hinami, who longs for a sibling like Kaneki, is the one who’s utterly alone now? She’s not just alone, she’s the sole loner. She isn’t in the same situation as the now-married Kaneki. 

She’s the only loser without a family.

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