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So I’ve been wanting to do something X-Men related for a while now, so enjoy this cute little bean.
Requests are open. Don’t be afraid to drop one in the ask box ✌🏻️

Charles Xavier headcannons:

-Probably the BIGGEST gentleman you’ve ever dated.

-Like seriously, so polite. Even after dating him for almost a year now, he still rocks the princely attitude towards you.

-So comforting to be around.

-His powers always come in handy when your mind won’t stop racing. Having trouble sleeping? He’s probably on top of the issue before you get the chance to bring it up to him.

-Lowkey dirty minded. Seriously though, the things he’s said to you. Instant panty dropper.

-Never once rose his voice at you. Always thinks of a logical way to settle arguments without having to use harsh or vile words.

-Such a smooth talker. You think when you first meet him, that he’s just an English boy with a good head on his shoulders, but you are SO wrong when he takes you on your first date.

-His voice, HIS VOICE. If that accent isn’t the death of you.

-He loves reading your thoughts. It fills him with such love to hear what you’re thinking about, especially when he hears you think about him.

-Lowkey wants children with you, but chokes up every time he brings up the idea.

-It seems like he’s got everything under control, but behind closed doors with you, he just lets it all out. This poor boy has the whole world on his shoulders, and being able to vent to you makes it so much easier to handle.

-Wants marriage but doesn’t know how to propose. Mostly worried about the war that’s happening, so he doesn’t want to drop the question during such a difficult time.

-You are his world, even if he doesn’t look like the type, he would definitely throw a few punches here or there to keep you out of harms way, hell, he’d probably use his powers for something other than good if it means you’d be safe.

-Loves to spend his nights off with you. Anything you want to do he’s right there. Wanna get a manicure? Well you’re in luck because he’d probably get his toenails done.

-If he did get his fingernails painted, he would wear that nail polish with pride knowing that every time he looks at it, you’re there with him in spirit.

-Never EVER laid a finger on you, only if it’s to give you back rubs, hugs or cuddles.

-He once was drunk and accidentally slapped you, that incident happened almost 2 years ago and he’s still beating himself up over it.

- Such a worry wart.

-One time you went out grocery shopping and he literally sent one of his students to follow you.

-“Sean? Is that you?”
-“Uh, Hi Mrs.(l/n).”
-“What are you doing here?”
-“um checking the weather, lovely isn’t it?”
-“Sean were inside”

-Probably kinda mad at him because he doesn’t trust you to be on your own long enough to get food for the large house.

-Erik is probably super protective of you too. Would sacrifice himself for you, you’re like the niece he’s never had.

-All the students think of you as a mother, just like they think of Charles as a father.

-If anyone, and I mean ANYONE is to lay a finger on you, look at you the wrong way, or have perverted/ nasty thoughts of you? They best watch their asses, because they’ll have one angry mutant on their case, and it WONT be a happy ending for them.

Fandom: The 100
Pairing: Reader x Bellamy Blake
Word Count: 870

You rolled on your bed, trying to find a comfortable sleeping position. You and Bellamy had slept next to each other for the past week, and because of that you had trouble sleeping alone. You wished that he was next to you, his hands wrapped around your waist. But he wasn’t. The two of you had to keep a low profile as some of the 100 were growing suspicious of your relationship with Bellamy. Not that there was a relationship. The two of you had been friends with benefits for the last month, and that was it. Although you had to admit that you were feeling a little bit more than you did in the beginning. Your feelings for Bellamy were growing, but currently you were satisfied with the position you had in his life, even if it was only his sleeping buddy.

The agreement between the two of you came out of the blue. The two of you had been drunk due to Monty’s moonlight, and that led to kissing and sleeping together. At some point he told you that the two of you should be friends with benefits, and you agreed. The next morning you woke up with a headache and a slight uncertainty about the agreement as you weren’t sure whether Bellamy even remembered about it or not. He proved to you that he remembered when he asked you to come to his tent for a talk, which ended up being a lot more than just a talk.

You pulled your blanket up to your neck as you lied on your back, your eyes looking at the ceiling. You closed them for a second, but opened them just as quickly as you had closed them. You sat up, running your hand through your hair as you looked around your tent, searching for your jacket. You didn’t manage to find it, and then you remembered that you had forgotten it to a treeless spot near the camp, but still inside of the forest.

“Goddammit.” You mumbled under your breath as you pushed the blanket off you, standing up and pulling your cargo pants on top of your oversized shirt you used as a nightgown. You took another jacket you owned, making your way out of your tent, closing it on our way out.

Slight snores sounded from another tents, and you noticed Jasper and Monty sleeping on the ground near the fire, Monty on top of Jasper. You chuckled to yourself, stumbling over the branches that were brought to the camp as firewood. The stars in the sky were your only light source as you tried your best not to fall down. You spotted the spot you had left your jacket to and started to make your way towards it when suddenly arms wrapped around you, raising you into the air as you screamed. But now sound came out from it due to the person’s hand blocking your mouth.

“Shh, you wouldn’t want to wake everyone up, now would you?” You heard Bellamy question as you shoved his hand away.

“Do you want to scare me to death?” You asked whispering, earning a chuckle from him.

“No, because then I couldn’t do this.” He said, pushing you against the first tree around the two of you. His lips crashed into yours as your hand moved to his neck, pulling him closer to you.

“And this.” He said, his lips moving to your neck as you let out a sigh. You pulled away, looking into his eyes with a smirk on your face.

“What happened to staying away from each other?” You asked as Bellamy moved closer to you, his lips trying to kiss yours when you suddenly turned your cheek, making his lips kiss your cheek instead. You chuckled as you turned to Bellamy, seeing him look over to you with a grin on his face.

“You’re teasing me right now, aren’t you?” He asked, making you nod when you suddenly kissed him, catching him by surprise. The kissed lasted for seconds, and when you pulled away Bellamy’s hands travelled to your thigs, pushing you upwards so that your legs were wrapped around his.

“Who would have thought that we end up doing something like this?” He asked, kissing you again.

“Why did you even want to be friends with benefits with me?” You asked, looking over to Bellamy with a raised eyebrow.

“You know, when I offered you to accept an agreement to be friends with benefits I didn’t even think you’d agree.” He answered, his lips forming a smirk.

“Oh my god, this I didn’t expect.” You heard Clarke’s voice coming from a large bush not too far from you. You stood still, surprised that she would be sneaking up to the two of you. But when Finn, Octavia, Murphy and Atom moved from behind the same bush you silently cursed all of them, even though you knew that they were growing suspicious. You exchanged a look with Bellamy, making him drop you onto the ground. Each and every one of you stood still when suddenly Clarke started running towards the camp, her fellow companions behind her.

“You guys, Y/N and Bellamy are friends with benefits!”

So I’ve put together some of my favorite stories! I hope you all will enjoy them as much as I do!

Guys, thank you for your work and thank you for your words!

(note: be careful, some fanfics contain spoilers for s7)


Wait Out the Storm by @killians-dimples - Killian and Emma are enjoying a day on the water when a storm happens upon them. They decide to wait it out down below, where Killian has some interesting ideas as to what can occupy their time. Mindless fluff and smut. 

Something Just Like This by @killians-dimples​ - Killian and Emma enjoy a quiet morning in their home.

February Thirteenth & February Fourteenth  by @cutieodonoghue - After a trip around the world, emma returns home to storybrooke, unprepared to be suddenly entwined in killian jones’ life thanks to ruby’s constant meddling, and her dad’s insistence that killian is off limits.

Let’s Just Be Us by @cutieodonoghue​ - rockstar!killian and movie star!emma secretly dating, but those pesky fans figure it out… 

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Ayyyeeeeeee more headcannons.
It’s like 2:30 in the morning, I’m loopy as fuck. So here’s some more crack shit.
Probably gonna do all the avengers, just getting the people I know well out of the way first.
Anyways enjoy.

Thor headcannons

-Giant teddy bear.

-Like will literally cuddle you anywhere

-Treats you with the highest amount of respect.

-He’s a giant ray of sunshine.

-You’re secretly surprised on how he doesn’t have a halo following him around.

-You really have to teach him that it’s not okay to smash cups on the ground in restaurants after getting a drink, in the end the bill is way too high from the 30 mugs he smashed.

-He secretly wants to have children with you, but doesn’t know how to express the idea.

-Dad goals 10/10

-The best cuddler out of anyone you’ve ever dated.

-you both have the funniest arguments that probably wouldn’t even fall in as an argument, more like a very aggressive disagreement.

-Having to explain every midguardian lifestyle, or joke, or even what they do on their free time.

-10/10 would protect you till his last breath.

-Like really, he would put himself first out of any dangerous situation.

-Best person to have put ikea items together, the last time you Tried to put a chair together it ended up looking like a mangled piece of art from a museum.


-Having trouble sleeping at night? Thor won’t mind having to wake up to help you through the insomnia.

-Best sex ever. He’s a god, so wtf do you even expect.

-Finding out he uses your shampoo because he likes how it makes your hair shine and according to him “it makes him sparkle”

-Never ending pop tarts.

-Like really, you have a cabinet designated to all of your pop tart needs.

-Did you say, 3 am ice cream breaks???
Cos if not, it’s probably going to happen.

-Be prepared, he’s childish, but don’t let it mistake you, if you’ve hurt the person he deeply cares about, shit is going down real quick.

-Will sacrifice anything to save the person he loves, even if it’s detrimental to his life. He would sacrifice himself if it means saving the person he loves.

-10/10 Probably have a few animals together, if not, it’s probably gonna happen soon.

-Welcome to the dad zone.

-Probably can rock a pair of dad jeans hella well.

-wtf, he probably can rock anything hella well.

Gabriel’s Lullaby

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Title: Gabriel’s Lullaby

Pairing: Gabriel x Reader

Word Count: 1,072

Warnings: fluff

A/N: This was requested by anon! I hope you all enjoy this! I love you all so much! <3

When you came home from your latest hunt, Gabriel could tell that you hadn’t been sleeping lately.  He wished that the Winchesters would take some initiative and help you sleep.  It was if he was the only one who seemed to be concerned about how much sleep you were getting.  

Gabriel waited until you were walking towards your room to go after you.  He caught up with you, putting his arm around your shoulders.  “Hey [Y/N],” Gabriel greeted with a smile.  “Have a good hunt?  Kill something?”

“I wouldn’t say it was a bad one,” you shrugged, a yawn escaping your lips.  “Can I tell you something and it just stay between us?”

Gabriel followed you into your room, shutting the door behind him.  “You know you can always talk to me cupcake,” Gabriel assured you.  “What’s troubling you?”

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Title: Words Ain’t Enough
Character: Peter Parker

You were resting in your bed, several warm blankets wrapped around you tightly as you tried to block out the world. You had just gotten back from D.C with the rest of the kids on the Decathlon team, and after the whole elevator fiasco you were completely drained, both mentally and physically.

But you couldn’t help but shake the feeling you had about the Spider-Man hero. He had just crashed into elevator when you distinctly heard his voice over the panic of the students.

It sounded so much like Peter you turned your head and expected him to be standing there, despite the fact that he all but disappeared earlier that day.

So, when you saw Spider-Man standing there instead, you were instantly confused.

You tried to ignore it, but then more things started to make sense.

Peter had been acting so strangely recently, with all the disappearances and the way he always seemed to be on edge. How the only thing he to cared about was his Stark internship.

You had known Peter for as long as you could remember, you didn’t know anyone who was as kind or as considerate. But all of a sudden he didn’t seem to want to have anything to do with you.

You tried to understand it, regardless of the fact that it hurt your feelings.

You made excuses for him, because that’s the kind of person you were.

But then it seemed like Ned was in on it too, and you were left all alone in the dark to try and find the way out.

The was a buzzing noise coming from your sidetable, your phone had been going off for a good bit of time. You already checked and saw it was Peter who leaving you the messages, but frankly, you didn’t want to anyone let alone him.

You were so tired of being left behind.

Tossing your blankets over your head, you tried to sink further into your mattress.


You didn’t know when you had fallen asleep, you didn’t even realize it until you heard something and your eyes flew open and the skies were darker outside.

It was quiet again, but then you heard a tapping noise coming from your window.

You knew it was Peter though, he usually did this when he was having trouble sleeping and needed to talk to someone in person.

And usually, you would have quickly sprung up from bed to let him inside so he could talk. But now, you just turned to face away from the window and tried to force yourself back to sleep.

It was only when the noise grew louder that you sat up and frowned at him.

You saw him sigh before he pointed at the window with pleading eyes.

You aggressively shoved off the blanekts and stormed over to the window, pushing it open before going straight back into your bed.

“(Y/n)!” Peter whispered, crawling into the room and carefully closing the window. “How come you haven’t been answering your phone?”

When you didn’t answer, Peter tried to nudge your shoulder. “(Y/n)?”

“I do not want to talk to you right now, that’s why,” You sat up to tell him off some more, but you realized he was standing there, still in the spider suit. “So I was right.”

“Yeah,” He sat down on the side of your bed and looked over at you. “I figured after today you would’ve known.”

“Brilliant, now that’s we’ve got that out of the way, can I go back to bed?” You asked him, returning to your fortress of blankets.

“Hey, wait,” Peter pulled down the blankets, but saw that you were still facing away from him. “I just told you my biggest secret, aren’t we going to talk?”

“Do you know what it’s like to be totally left out of something? To seem like everyone else in the room knows what’s going on while you’re just sitting there like an idiot? That’s how it’s been for the past month and it sucks.”

“I know, I know! I should’ve told you sooner but I thought it was better that I didn’t tell anyone and-”

“Peter, I really, really do not want to have this conversation right now. Can you please just leave me alone?”


“I am asking you, nicely, to leave.” You now had the blankets tucked around you again, hoping he would get the message that the discussion was over.

“Okay, I’m going. But I really am sorry.” Peter waited for some kind of response, but when you remained still and quiet, he climbed back out of the window and left you be.

TITLE: Under My Skin

PAIRING: Matt Murdock x Reader/OC

REQUEST/PROMPT: “I think we need to talk.” You and Matt decide to move in together, learning quirks about each other that you hadn’t noticed before.


GENRES/WARNINGS: Nightmares (not described), fluff, angst.

ADDITIONAL NOTES: Gif source unknown again, as it was from a forum/thread site. If it’s yours and you’d like credit, shoot me an ask with the link! Title is in reference to the song “I’ve Got You Under My Skin” by Frank Sinatra.

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Bucky x Reader

A/N: I’M SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG I LOVE YOU GUYS. And I haven’t written smut in a while and this is the first one for this blog so please bare with me. (Unedited)

Prompt: He knocked on your door ten minutes to midnight.

Warnings: SMUT, unprotected sex, swearing

The knocks on your door were loud. They echoed through your empty apartment like gun shots. You trudged to the door in your sweatpants and tank top, hair tied up into a messy bun toddled from your interrupted sleep. You glanced at the clock in your living room and saw that it was ten minutes until midnight.

“Who the hell is knocking on my door this late?” you grumbled to yourself. You crossed one arm over your chest to hide the fact that you weren’t wearing a bra as you unlocked the door and opened it a little bit.

Before you could get a good look at him, Bucky was shoving the door open farther and barging inside.

“Bucky,” you gasped and shut the door then turned to him. “A hello would be nice,” you added and turned to face the dark haired male.

His hair was down around his face, you could barely see his blue eyes as they flickered from you to the floor. “I just..” he started then paused. “I needed-” he stopped again and pressed his lips together. “You know what, I shouldn’t be here. I’m sorry,” he faltered and reached for the door again.

“No, no, no. You can’t come knocking on my door this late and pretend something isn’t wrong,” you protested and looked into his eyes.

Bucky looked away. Your intense gaze was almost too much for him. He didn’t want to tell you that ever since he met you, he’s had trouble sleeping alone. He can only sleep when your beside him, or even on his couch in his room at the Avengers tower. He’s not himself when you’re not around.

“Buck, look at me,” you stepped closer to him and he finally lifted his gaze to meet yours.

You both stood there, staring into each other’s eyes for a moment. Bucky’s eyes glanced to your lips as he mentally fought himself from doing something you both might regret. But then he let it go, because fuck it, right?

His rough hands grabbed your face and he bent down, connecting his lips to yours. It was frantic, like he was searching for something. But he slowed when your hands found the back of his neck and you kissed him back.

His tongue swiped against your bottom lip and you granted him access to your mouth. Your tongues worked together passionately.

Your teeth nipped at his bottom lip and he moaned softly into your mouth. His hands traveled down until they met the curve of your ass and he gave it a good squeeze before lifting you up. Your legs wrapped around his waist as your lips parted.

You rested your forehead against Bucky’s and closed your eyes, breaths coming out in soft puffs over his face.

“Let’s go to my room,” you whispered. Your eyes opened to find his already staring back at you. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly and he carried you down the dark hallway.

Bucky blindly fumbled with the handle to your door before it was open and he was tossing you onto the bed.

He removed his shirt and you could see his muscles ripple as the moonlight coming in your window illuminated his skin. He joined you on the bed, crawling up in between your legs before connecting your lips again as he hovered over you.

You took the opportunity to let your hands roam over Bucky’s toned chest and down his stomach. Feeling his bare skin under your hands was like ecstasy to you. You moaned softly and ground your hips up against Bucky’s.

He lifted himself to rid you of your shirt, letting his hands travel to your breasts. The feeling of his cold metal fingers pinching your nipples made a hiss escape your throat.

Bucky couldn’t control himself, the hunger of wanting your body was taking over his senses. He leaned his head down and captured your opposite nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the hard bud.

“I need you, Buck,” you chocked out between labored breaths. Your hands reaching to run through his dark hair.

Bucky smirked against your skin and sat up, quickly making work of getting your sweatpants and panties off. He hummed quietly at the sight of your naked body and let his hands glide over your thighs. His thumbs teased your core, dragging over your wet lips. This made your thighs quiver.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Bucky breathed out and shoved his pants down far enough to get his cock out.

He teased the head of his throbbing flesh against your dripping cunt. He pressed it against your clit before sliding down and pushing into you slowly.

The feeling of him filling you up had your back arching, a long moan escaping your lips. “Fuck me hard, baby,” you gasped out as Bucky started thrusting into you sharply.

“You’re so tight around my cock,” he groaned out as he made quick work with his hips. The sound of skin on skin filled the room as well as your shared sounds of pleasure.

The harder Bucky pounded into you, the tighter the fire in your stomach burned. The head of his length hitting your g-spot over and over sent you over the edge quickly, his name falling from your lips like a prayer.

If possible, Bucky’s hips went faster, chasing his release as yours had made you impossibly tighter. After a few more thrusts, he was done for. His hot seed spilled into you as he let out a guttural groan.

For a moment you laid like that, his sweaty body on top of yours until he pulled out with a wince and collapsed beside you. You both panted and laid still until you could catch your breath.

You then turned over and pressed your body against Bucky’s. He wrapped his arm around you and kisses the top of your head. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that,” you whispered against the skin of Bucky’s chest.

“Trust me doll. I think I have a pretty good idea,” he answered you with a smirk then connected your lips in a sweet kiss.

Staying over at Dodds’ place but unable to sleep

Word Count: 1,037

Song: Things I Say When You Sleep by Nina Nesbitt

A/N: Here’s some Mike Dodds’ fluff that was requested! I’ll miss him terribly in the show :/ xx

“You should go to sleep.”

Mike’s voice was almost just a whisper, filled with fatigue and grogginess. It was nearly 3 AM, and you had trouble adjusting to the new feel of Mike’s apartment. The two of you had been dating for a couple months now, shy of six months. You eagerly awaited for Mike to come over to your apartment like usual, but when he texted you saying his work needed him later than usual you decided to just head over to his place. Everything in his apartment was neatly arranged, and it felt like you were tip toeing around. 

You both were in his bed, bodies close and facing each other with his arm loosely wrapped around your waist as you run your hand through his hair. You could hear his soft breathing, and you couldn’t help to smile at the innocence he had while sleeping. 

You leaned in closer, snuggling into him and kissing his nose. “I’m having trouble sleeping.”

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*i don’t own the gif…so credit to that wonderful human*

Request: can u do a Liam (Dunbar) smut where you’re best friends

Reader gender: Female

Word count: 882

Warnings: smut


I begin to pack for my sleepover with Liam. No we’re not dating just friends, well maybe more but not dating. Lately he’s been having trouble sleeping because of nightmares about the berserkers (the men who wear the skins/bones of bears) and doesn’t want to be alone. After I finish packing I walk down the hall, on my way to the front door I give my mom a hug and tell her I’ll be home tomorrow. I decided to walk because he only lived down the street and it was a nice evening in California. 

I walk up the couple of steps to the front door, I don’t have to knock I just walk in. “Liam?” I call out “in here” he yells from the kitchen. I set my bag on the floor and walk to the kitchen, I find Liam sitting at the island on a bar stool, eating a bowl of cereal. “Do you want me to cook something” I say laughing walking over to give him a hug. “Nah I’m good” he says hugging me back with a mouth full of frosted flakes. He dips his spoon into his bowl and says “do you want some?” “Nah I’m good” I say mimicking the way he said it. 

After he finishes his “dinner” we sit on the couch to watch a movie, well actually a very boring movie. Not even half way through the movie I say “Liam this is boring can we do something else?” I ask with my best puppy dog face the lip pouted and all. He pauses the movie “Well (y/n) what do u wanna do” he’s says smirking at me. God he’s hot! Since I’m sitting next to him I swing my leg over his legs so I’m straddling him and look at him only to find him already looking at me. His arms closed around my waist, pulling my body even closer to him. He leaned in and our lips met it was a slow kiss at first but things quickly get heated. I felt his hands slip under my shirt. He didn’t move them from my back, all he was doing was simply touching my skin but it was enough to make my heart beat faster.

He kisses my neck quickly finding my sweet spot. I moan in response. He sucks and lightly bites on my soft skin. I’m sure he left a mark. I take off my shirt and in one quick movement he lays me on my back in the process he takes off his shirt as he kisses me again I undo his belt and slide his pants off. He stands up to get then fully off and I take mine off as well. He kisses my lips then my jaw and starts kissing down my stomach. It feels so good I can’t keep quiet. He looks up at me for approval I give him a slight nod and he takes my panties off with this teeth. He spreads my legs apart and kisses my inner thigh and runs his hands up and down my thighs. He lightly licks my clit “Liam, stop teasing” he takes the hint and enters one finger and puts his mouth on my clit while slowly pumping his index finger in and out of me. “Liam faster” I moan he does as he’s told and picks up the pace while adding another finger. I run my hands through his hair, lightly tugging the ends. With his tongue and skilled fingers I’m a moaning mess after a few short minutes I’m reaching my high “Liam!” I scream the neighbors can probable hear me but I don’t really care. 

He leans back up to me and kisses me. “Liam do u have a condom?” I ask “oh, shit I almost forgot I’ll be right back, he gets up off of me and runs down the hall probable to the bathroom or his room. After what feels like 10 years which was only a few seconds he returns with a silver square package. He rips it open putting it on his long length and hovers over me and entered the tip. 

The feeling became pleasurable as he was slowly moving back and forth inside of me. He looked in my eyes and almost went completely out of me before violently shoving all of him in me at once. I screamed in pleasure. “Oh my god (y/n)” he moaned. I ran my nails up and down his back considering I had nothing else to hold onto. “Faster” I breathed out barely audible. He picked up the pace and the room was filling with moans and grunts. I opened my eyes to look at Him and his eyes were glowing yellow, he was pounding inside of me causing me to reach my high and the feeling of my walls clenching around his dick caused him to cum inside the condom. He rode out our highs and collapsed on top of me but careful not to crush me. “Wow” he said out of breath “I know” I replied. After a few moments of us catching our breath we got dressed and decided to go and get food considering I ate nothing and all he had was a bowl of cereal.


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good night (baekhyun)
word count: 1553 w.
genre: romance, fluff, university!au
summary: baekhyun never imagined himself getting addicted to the sight of a girl wearing pajamas with kiddie prints and messy hair, but he did.

It all started one chilly, winter evening. Baekhyun was hunched over his study table, adjusting his lamp so the light would prevent from creating a glare on his glasses. Chanyeol, on the other hand, was munching happily on his potato chips while trying his hardest to contemplate whether his calculus assignment would be applied to his current course and future job. Chanyeol failed to see any connection because there was no connection at all.

Where Baekhyun excelled in academics, Chanyeol was average. And where Chanyeol excelled in being a social butterfly, well, let’s say Baekhyun was trying. 

Not really, but Baekhyun had to because suddenly he’s opening the door to you wearing pink pajamas with bunny prints and an oversized tee. Hair strands were sticking out in different directions and Baekhyun tried to keep his hands from reaching out to comb your messy hair with his fingers.

Chanyeol peeked over to see Baekhyun completely dumbfounded by the front door. For a boy with an unstoppable mouth, it amazed Chanyeol how you could make Baekhyun speechless in a second. At that moment, Chanyeol knew Baekhyun was fucked. Big time.

No one can make the almighty Baekhyun speechless and yet here you were doing the impossible.

“I’m sorry if this is so sudden but I really need your textbook for Advanced Chemistry,” you pleaded, a hint of desperation covering your voice. Baekhyun noticed how you were rubbing your palms to your sides to create warmth.

“Uh, yeah, sure. Please, come in.” Baekhyun offered. You entered inside their dorm and sat down beside Chanyeol on the couch while Baekhyun finds his textbook.

Chanyeol examined your disheveled state. You were kinda cute but not exactly his type. Chanyeol tapped your shoulder before flashing a wide teethy grin. “Hi, I’m Chanyeol, Baekhyun’s roommate. And you are?”

Baekhyun cuts his best friend off by saying your name rather than saying it yourself. You raised your brow. How does Baekhyun know your name? As far as you know, you haven’t had a decent conversation with the guy.

“Here you go. You can return the book next week or any time convenient for you.” Baekhyun passed you his textbook and you slightly bowed your head, muttering an inaudible thank you.

Baekhyun escorted you out of the dorm. See, what’s good about borrowing textbooks from your neighbor is that your ‘neighbor’s’ dorm is right in front of yours. You beamed, “Thanks for the book again. I really appreciate your help even if we pass by each other every morning and this is our first real conversation.”

In Baekhyun’s defense, he wasn’t just passing by you. He was trying to sync with your timing. Both of you had morning classes and maybe Baekhyun was waiting for you to come out the door so that he could take a glimpse of you. He wasn’t going to admit that, of course.

“Do you want us to have more?” Baekhyun said out of the blue which caught you off guard. You wanted to say yes but then again, you two weren’t so close.

“I don’t know,” You rubbed your nape nervously. You can hear your the beat of your heart quickening as your heart rammed against your chest. “Maybe some other time.”

You held up the textbook he lent you. “I still have a lot of studying to do.”

Baekhyun lightly chuckled. He thought the voice at the back of his head was right. That he was going to get rejected in such a short amount of time but it didn’t seem that way. You opened the door to your dorm only to be greeted by your sleepy roommate in blue pajamas.

“What took you so fucking long?” She scoffed, rubbing her eyes a bit too harsh. You shrugged playfully before stepping inside your dorm.

Baekhyun walked back to his side of the hallway then lingered his eyes on your closed door. Quietly, you unlocked the door. You created just enough gap for your face to peek out. “Hey, Baekhyun.”

Baekhyun was doing the same. “Yeah?”


“Goodnight.” He smiled before proceeding on shutting the door and clutching his heart that was now thumping faster than usual.

Baekhyun always thought you were a pretty one. He likes you just like how you were liked by everyone. Nothing too intense. He doesn’t feel much for you but that night, for the first time, Baekhyun stared at his book blankly.

You were crowding his mind and it was getting out of hand to the point that he can’t hide behind his books anymore.
Baekhyun knew he was in deep trouble.

Weeks passed by and Baekhyun would be lying to himself if he said he didn’t miss your presence. He would do anything to see you in the same animal pajamas. You returned the book nonetheless but Baekhyun ran out of luck when it was your roommate who knocked on the door. Chanyeol always found his best friend taking a look at your door waiting to see if you would miraculously show up at their doorstep and have a long chat with the lovesick puppy.

Chanyeol noticed how Baekhyun wasn’t acting like himself. It was time he did something about it. He needed to save Baekhyun. And his social life. And what could be his very first relationship aside from Baekhyun’s proclamation of marrying his books.

Continuous knocking sounded all the way through the room. Baekhyun rolled on his stomach as he tried to reach his alarm clock. 2:51 AM, it read. It must be Chanyeol, he thought. Chanyeol attended a party because isn’t that what people with socially active lives do on a Saturday night?

Baekhyun practically dragged himself to the door. He swore he would curse Chanyeol for waking him up at such an ungodly hour. He was accumulating all the profanities in his head, ready to escape his tongue when he unlatched the door to the sight of you.

This time in blue pajamas. And dog paw prints covering your lower body. Your hair was in the same tousled style. The only difference was that you had your Mickey Mouse hotdog pillow on one hand and your other hand rubbing your eyelids.

Baekhyun scrunched his nose. “Why are you still awake?”

“I can’t sleep,” your voice was hoarse and kind of hard to understand. Even in a sleepy state, you found the confused expression on his face rather adorable. 

You continued, “I always have nightmares when I sleep alone. She ran off to some party with some guy named Chanyeol, I think, while I was sleeping. When I woke up, she wasn’t around anymore and now I can’t go back to sleep.”

“Should I call her?”

“No, let her have her fun. She’s been stressed this week.” You went on. “If it doesn’t bother you, can I sleep here for the night? I just really need someone to sleep with.”

Baekhyun hesitated for a moment. The dorm supervisor might catch them redhanded in one room. He would probably violate the rules because the male and female dorms were separated from each other. It could possibly lead to an expulsion from the university dorm but what the hell, you were looking too heavenly for Baekhyun to keep you from having some good night sleep.

Baekhyun waved off his worry. He can make something up in the morning.

That’s why you’re on Chanyeol’s bed, lying on your back and staring at the ceiling. You were used to snuggling up with your roommate on one bed because you meant what you said. Sleep was out of the question when you had no one beside you. Literally.

Squirming, you tried to find the perfect position to fall asleep. Sadly, the sleepiness you yearned for isn’t coming any moment. That is until Baekhyun squeezed himself on the empty space beside you. There was enough for the both of you to turn sideways. Actually, you would be a liar if you didn’t admit how comfortable you were lying beside him.

“Having trouble sleeping?” Baekhyun asked so innocently you couldn’t help but smile. “What makes you sleep? Do you want milk? Anything in particular to drink?”

You immediately snuggled up to him. Wrapping your arm around his torso, your head fell into place–on his chest–acting as a pillow as if it was the only place in the world that provided you warmth and comfort. Baekhyun placed his hand on your shoulder, his thumb rubbing invisible shapes on your clothed skin.

His scent smelled of strawberries and fresh morning dew and you couldn’t help yourself but get addicted to his essence. Baekhyun gently ran his fingers through your hair as his soothing voice hummed you a lullaby. His voice sounded like the music box you had as a kid putting you to sleep like it always did.

Baekhyun’s chest fell into its natural rhythm when his humming began to fade but still enough for the melody to flow into your ears. You found yourself slowly drifting away to dreamland. You let out an inaudible whisper, “Goodnight.”

Shared body heat warded off the night’s chilly air.  Hushed breathing echoed all over the bedroom. Baekhyun whispered back, “Goodnight.”

Baekhyun always thought nuzzling his nose in his books was the best place in the world. It never occurred to him that being beside you was the perfect place to be.

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Who The Fuck Is Negan? [Part Three]

Alison studied his face, taking in every detail, as she thought about how much of an age difference there was between them. She wasn’t sure how big the gap was, but she was willing to bet it was over fifteen years.

She didn’t speak to him again until The Sanctuary was coming to view, wanting to express her concern while she knew she still had a chance. Who knew where she would be taken once they arrived.

“Would you force me to do something I don’t want to?” Her voice was hushed and she wondered if she needed to ask a little louder, until he laughed.

In a cheeky tone Negan made a comment about how he had just kidnapped her, and in turn she laughed at him.

“Negan, if I really didn’t want to go with you, I wouldn’t be here.”

She saw the confusion on his face, and then pure amusement when he glanced over and notice she had taken her gun out at some point and was pointing it right at him.

“Shit sunshine. I might a little scared if your gun wasn’t fucking pink.”

She went to kick him, only grazing his jacket. Damn her short legs. And of course her failed attempt just made him smirk and laugh yet again.

“Do you even know how to use that?” He pointed to the gun still pointed at him. “Sure you’re even old enough for it?”

“Fuck you. I’m older than you would think.” She cocked the gun, finger on the trigger. “And so what if it’s pink?” A smirk crossed her face now. “It could kill you the same as any other pistol.”

“I don’t think you have the fucking guts to do it.” He was parking the truck, her window for questioning was about to end, possibly.

“I don’t want to Negan.” Alison ignored as he seemed to shiver when she said his name.

“Answer my original question. And I’ll put my gun away.”

He turned to face her, frowning just slightly. He put a hand over his heart.

“I won’t force you to do anything you don’t want to, if you tell me your name sunshine.”

“It’s Alison you dick.” She slide her gun back into her pocket and opened the door, getting out before he could say anything else.

When someone tried to take her things away, she broke their nose, and instead of getting in trouble, Negan only smiled and told everyone to leave her alone.

Before she knew it, Alison was in Negan’s room and he was giving her a very deadly smirk.

She’d just been pushed against the wall, her hands were in his hair, his on her hips, trying to hold her as close as he could, their kisses quick and sloppy. Someone knocked on the door.

“Fucking fuck.” He groaned against her lips. He leaned his head back but didn’t let go of her, knowing she could run from him at any moment.

“What the fuck do you want?”

“I’m so sorry!” The man on the other side of the door rushed to apologize. “Your wives have been asking for you all night…”

As soon as she heard the word “wives” Alison was shoving Negan away, causing him to loose his balance and fall flat on his ass.

He looked at her and held up her hands. “Ali, please…” he legit looks scared.

“Wives! You have wives and you were trying to get with me? And don’t fucking call me Ali you dickhead. You don’t even know me.” She didn’t even notice she was crying, but Negan sure did and he was so confused.

“It’s just fucking sex Alison.” He went to touch her arm and she just jerked away and turned her back to him. “It’s not like it’s your first time. Chill the fuck out.”

She froze, saying nothing. He didn’t need to see the horrified look on her face to realize that it would have actually been her first time.

She waited for him to laugh and make fun of her, but the room was dead quite. When she felt his arms wrap around her waist, she wanted to fight but didn’t see a point it. Despite knowing better, she’d let herself be trapped behind enemy lines.

For awhile he just held her, and she leaned back into him.

“The room next door is empty, take it. Someone should be making rounds down the hall all night if you need anything.” He let her go and disappeared into a door, shutting it without even saying goodbye.

What the hell just happen?

For the first time in a year, Alison had troubling sleeping. She didn’t know Jacob watching over her every night had been such a comfort. Hopefully Alexandria was being good to him…

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