sneak heat

Helpless: Part 3

Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Reader

Summary: You feel the same pain your soulmate feels.

Other Parts: one / two

Draco laid in bed after seeing you in the dungeons. He went through many phases of uncertainty, like if you were really his soulmate, if you even wanted to be with him, if he was about to risk getting caught just to help you out. He assured himself, that this was important, that you were important to him and he wasn’t about to let you go like nothing. Memories of how broken you looked, kept eating at his mind. All this made him enraged, it made him wish he wasn’t part of all of this.

Tossing and turning was all he could do, not able to get you from his head. He recalled all the times at school, he might have said something mean to you or acted like an ass in front of you and your friends. He yearned to take back that impression of himself, but his soulmate is supposed to love him, for him, right? Just like he wanted to do with you, just like he was trying to do for you.

Draco wracks his brain for memories of you, memories of you that aren’t you, bloody and bruised, in the middle of his manor, between your enemies. Your enemies are all he’s ever known.

He wished he could have found out you were his soulmate, sooner. Then maybe he could have bared the weight of this mark with someone else. He wouldn’t have had to go through all this alone. But, he has you now.  He hopes he does, he needs you, god knows, he doesn’t have much else.

Draco sighed, staring up at the ceiling of his bedroom. His body always felt heavy, after he got the mark. He hated himself and the mark. He wondered if it hurt for you when Voldemort put it on his arm, he’d have to ask.

His mind drifted back to you, he wasn’t tired anymore. He needed to talk to his mother, he needed to get you out of here. He didn’t know how long they’d wait to kill you and he was petrified. He’s never had a fear of losing something before.

Draco pushed the blankets that seemed to suffocate him off of his body, sitting up in bed. He debated going down to see you, but getting caught would surely cost you your life. But as long as he doesn’t get caught…

The boy got up from his bed, throwing on a long sleeve shirt and pants. In a haste, he got to the door, pulling it open just to check to see if anyone was up. No one kept watch on the dungeons at night, they didn’t think they had a reason to, but then again, his mother assisted him last time. Draco went back to grab his wand, just in case.

He tip-toed out of his room, flashing looks behind him every few seconds. He made his way downstairs and through hallways. He looked over the corner of a wall, not seeing anyone sitting beside the stairwell to the dungeons.

Draco almost laughed, but was too afraid to make noise. They’re so dumb, he thought.

He continued moving with caution, grabbing the keys and making his way down the stairs, until he stood at the end of them. He was about to unlock the door, but he stopped. He looked at you through the bars, you were sleeping or you just haven’t noticed him, yet. Maybe he should have brought food or prepared what he was gonna say.

Draco sighed, starting to doubt himself as he looked over at your body, your legs pulled up to your chest as you sat against the stonewall.

The pale boy looked down at his arm, pulling up the sleeve to reveal the mark, he ran his fingers over it. It gave him an idea.

He swallowed, preparing himself for the truth as he took his thumb and pointer finger, pinching down hard on his wrist.

“Ow!” You cried out from the sudden pain in your wrist, moving out of your position to look at your arm.

Draco smirked, he moved his hand up more on his arm until he pinched himself again, squeezing a bit harder.

“What the hell?!” You yelled, moving your hand to cover up the spot where it hurt, as if it’d protect you from the pain of someone else. You caught on that it was your soulmate pinching you, you almost laughed at the fact, but right now, it was just plain annoying.

You used one of your hands to pinch yourself, that’ll serve em right.

Draco wasn’t expecting you to pinch back as he yelped out in pain. “Ouch!”

You quickly whipped your head around at the sound, confused at the sound of him in pain. “Draco…?” You whispered, checking to make sure it wasn’t someone here to bring you to your death.

He cleared his throat. “Yeah, it’s me.” He pulled down his sleeve before he used the keys to open up the cell door, walking towards you with hesitance.

“Is it time?” You asked, hopefully.

Draco looked down, ashamed. He should have considered he was getting your hopes up, just coming down here. “Uh… No. Not yet, but don’t worry, I’ll still get you out of here.”

You nodded, biting at your lip. You debated whether to ask why he was down here, but he beat you to it.

“I just- I just wanted to see if you were okay.” Draco lost all confidence he’s ever had. Here he was, standing in front of you, nervous as he’s ever been in his entire life.

You beam, looking away from the boy as you feel heat sneak up onto your cheeks. You almost scolded yourself for feeling this way, but you couldn’t help that your heart sped up.

“Can we talk?” He inquired, gesturing to the spot beside you on the floor.

You nodded swiftly, accepting any human interaction you could get, right now.

“Can I show you something?” Draco didn’t ask his mother about this, if it was a good idea to tell you about you both being soulmates, but he wanted you to know, he didn’t know what might happen after he helped you escape.

“Sure.” You answered, hesitantly. You hadn’t had the slightest idea about what it was.

Draco pulled up the sleeve that didn’t hide the Dark Mark, you looked at him, confused. He took a deep breath, it was much more unnerving that he was now doing it in front of you. He closed his eyes as he moved two fingers to the skin of his arm, pinching his pale skin between his fingers.

You gasped, more out of surprise than the pain of it. You moved your own fingers to his skin, pinching it again to make sure you felt it right, that it wasn’t just a coincidence.

He laughed, he was anxious, but your reaction so far, was better than what he expected.

You swallowed, your eyes looking up at his. You had tears in your eyes, it made Draco’s heart tear a little. “You’re- You’re my-” You stopped, talking a deep breath. “You’re my soulmate.”

born in chains

“Jungkook’s first heat hits him when he’s eight. Life changes after that.”

(or the one where Jimin is a late bloomer and helps Jungkook by soothing him during his heats and everything is fine until Jimin presents as an alpha)

Read it on AO3

Headcanon where all the cadre/court are in terrasen post war/tog6:

Cosy evening:
-aelin curled up against rowan holding a book on her lap half asleep
-fenrys keeping on stealing her book whenever she’s not looking to annoy her
-lysaedion trying to be sneak heated glance at one another and failing
-Elide sat in an armchair on lorcans lap (bc she couldn’t stay mad at him forever) and lorcan holding her and being all comfortable with his newfound emotions
-Vaughan and conall trying to aim to throw chocolates into one another’s mouths whilst sat on the sofa
-gavriel sat on an armchair by the fire watching everyone quietly get along like one big happy family

Working out:
-rowan and gavriel running laps and sparring seriously whilst keeping an eye on the group to make sure they don’t get into too much trouble.
-lorcan doing press ups with elide sat I his back eating chocolates and telling him to going when he complains about her weight being uncomfy.
-fenrys and aelin sparring except not really because they keep laughing and aelin nearly singes fen’s hair off with her fire and fenrys pinning her down and pulling her braids to tease her/winnowing behind her randomly and thoroughly pissing her off.
-conall bench pressing and using fleet foot as a weight in a perfectly organised and structured workout while the rest of the squad fuck around.
-Vaughan doing pull ups nearby with aedion (who is trying to impress lysandra but she makes fun of him)
-all the warriors shirtless in all their glory.

Fenrys and aelin bond over too many drinks:
-they try and see who can drink the most before passing out.
-fenrys keeps cheating and adding too much alcohol to aelin’s drinks but she holds her own pretty well.
-after a while they start laughing from their drunkenness and being all witty and verbally sparring
-fenrys is shocked later on when aelin is still going as she’s a lot smaller and comments on how he expected her to be unconscious by now
-this results in brawling (messy brawling) with hairpulling and tripping one another up
-eventually gavriel and rowan step in having supervised the night and decide that it’s a draw
-aelin promises they’ll have a rematch whilst being carried away over rowan shoulder because she can’t walk in a straight line
-fenrys falling asleep on the sofa in the lounge before getting to his rooms so gavriel (being the squadre dad and all) puts a blanket over him with a water and bucket then goes to bed.

When aelin is reunited with her new court again (square also):
-rowan holds her to him for a good 10 minutes before the rest decide its time to take action
-aelin telling lorcan she forgives him and understands
-fenrys and conall being free from maeve and happy
-gavriel still being the dad of the group and making food
-aedion crying and aelin crying when they see eachother again
-lysandra and aelin big friend reunion with big hugs but no tears bc they “aren’t babies”
-Dorian telling aelin that he has a few books he thinks she should read and aelin laughing and being thankful that things are semi normal

I apologise for any spelling mistakes I am sorta sleep deprived rn


  • ❝ You seem quiet today. ❞
  • ❝ Want to go grab a cup of tea and bitch about life? ❞
  • ❝ The forest around here always looks mysterious. ❞
  • ❝ You have a gift. ❞
  • ❝ All you need is the courage to share your gift with others. ❞
  • ❝ I feel like the universe is taunting me everywhere I go today. ❞
  • ❝ Just relax. Stop torturing yourself. ❞ 
  • ❝ You don’t know who the fuck I am or who you’re messing around with! ❞
  • ❝ Come on, put that thing down! ❞
  • ❝ Don’t you EVER tell me what to do! ❞
  • ❝ I am so sick of people trying to control me! ❞
  • ❝ Nobody would even miss your punk ass, would they? ❞
  • ❝ Get that gun away from me, psycho! ❞
  • ❝ Your face is covered in guilt. ❞
  • ❝ You look a little stressed out? Are you okay? ❞
  • ❝ You can always be upfront with me, [ name ]. ❞
  • ❝ That sounds like a set-up to a horrible prank. ❞
  • ❝ Would you mind letting me sketch you? ❞
  • ❝ I’m kind of over humanity today…❞
  • ❝ I’d really like to be alone right now, if you don’t mind… ❞
  • ❝ Please, leave me alone! ❞
  • ❝ Just because I don’t talk a lot doesn’t mean I don’t care. ❞
  • ❝ I’m such an asshole. I’m sorry, [ name ]. ❞
  • ❝ You’re not helpful, you’re just nosey. ❞
  • ❝ I think you better go…❞
  • ❝ It’s been one strange fucking day. ❞
  • ❝ Can’t a sensitive high school boy/girl love sensitive vampires too? ❞
  • ❝ I need to talk to somebody…just to get it out of my system. ❞
  • ❝ Dr. [ full name ] is in da house. I won’t even prescribe you any meds. ❞
  • ❝ Have you ever had a dream, so real it was like a movie? ❞
  • ❝ Don’t analyze me! ❞
  • ❝ This day never ends… ❞
  • ❝ After five years, you’re still [ name ]. ❞
  • ❝ Don’t give me that guilty face. ❞
  • ❝ At lest pretend you’re happy to see me. ❞
  • ❝ I am seriously glad to see you. ❞
  • ❝ It makes perfect sense I’d see you today. ❞
  • ❝ I thought it would be quiet here. ❞
  • ❝ Don’t you think I’m happy to see you? ❞
  • ❝ You were happy to wait five years without a call, or even a text. ❞
  • ❝ I’m sorry. I know things were tough on you when I left… ❞
  • ❝ How do you know? You weren’t even there. ❞
  • ❝ Are you cereal? ❞
  • ❝ My camera has officially taken a shit. ❞
  • ❝ Home, shit, home. ❞
  • ❝ I don’t feel grown up. Just more confused as I get older. ❞
  • ❝ I’m happiest when I’ve got a great image in my lens. ❞
  • ❝ I’m not lonely, not afraid… ❞
  • ❝ After my [ family member ] died and you moved, I felt abandoned. ❞
  • ❝ You’re the opposite of shy…of me. ❞
  • ❝ What do you truly want to do when you grow up? ❞
  • ❝ I want to explore the world. Go far from here… ❞
  • ❝ Your pictures could be in a museum. Someday they will. ❞
  • ❝ You saved my life. ❞
  • ❝ That is so badass. ❞
  • ❝ So, did you recognize me? ❞
  • ❝ I, er, know it was your birthday last month… I want you to have this. ❞
  • ❝ That’s cool you remembered my birthday. But I can’t take this. ❞
  • ❝ I’m fucking insane in the brain! ❞
  • ❝ You need to hide. Now! ❞
  • ❝ I’m sick of your disrespect! ❞
  • ❝ Thanks for taking the heat. ❞
  • ❝ Let’s sneak out the window. ❞
  • ❝ This is the exact same place I was at during my nightmare today… ❞
  • ❝ Are you sure you don’t want to be alone? ❞
  • ❝ I’m not as brave as you. ❞
  • ❝ Sometimes ignorance is bliss. ❞
  • ❝ Everybody in this town knows everyone’s secrets. ❞
  • ❝ You needed money that bad? ❞
  • ❝ How much do you owe? ❞
  • ❝ This shit-pit has taken away everyone I’ve ever loved… ❞
  • ❝ [ name ]…you’re here. I’m back. Oh my Lord. This is real…it’s real. ❞
  • ❝ You totally just blacked out… ❞
  • ❝ I had another vision…❞
  • ❝ [ name ], I’m not crazy. ❞
  • ❝ I can reverse time. ❞
  • ❝ I saw you get shot, [ name ]. Saw you actually…die. ❞
  • ❝ Okay I see you’re a geek now with a great imagination, but this isn’t an anime or a video game. ❞
  • ❝ I don’t know what I have…But I have it. And I’m scared shitless…❞
  • ❝ Snowflakes? It’s like 80 degrees…How? ❞
  • ❝ [ name ], start from the beginning. Tell me everything… ❞
Summer Beginnings - Kim Taehyung oneshot

A Summer oneshot for you guys. Hope you enjoy!

The heatwave that had hit your city was, according to the news, the hottest it had ever been. That’s why you opted to a day at the beach with your sister and friend. Arriving at the beach, you slipped on your sunglasses and made your way to the brightly coloured changing rooms. After stepping out of your denim shorts and pulling your off shoulder top over your head, you left the changing room in your black and white striped bikini. Stretching your arms out, you grinned at the thought of the crisp cool waves against your body.

“Y/N! That bikini is so cute!” Your best friend Ji Hee complimented you whilst your sister exited the changing room. “Hey! It’s because I picked it out for her. Otherwise she would have came in her school swimsuit.” She playfully pushed you and you shot her a close eyed grin.

“Ah, thanks sis.” You began walking, in search of a suitable place to lay your towels whilst Ji Hee carried your parasols. When you found a relatively empty space, you placed down all your things and slapped some sun screen on your bodies. It was then you noticed you forgot to bring drinks, a basic necessity.

“Crap. We forgot the drinks. You guys relax while I run down to the stall and buy some.” Your sister lowered her glasses to look up at you. “Okay, if you need anymore money just go into my purse.” You nodded, picking out her purse.

Making your way down the cobblestone path, you arrived at the stall. When you had  finished buying a few bottles of water and cans of drinks, you felt a tap on your shoulder. Turning around, you came face to face with a man you had never seen before. He smirked at you as he eyed you up and down whilst licking his lips. Despite knowing you would be stared at in the bikini you were wearing, it still utterly disgusted you that he was practically drooling at the sight of so much skin.

“Hey, I couldn’t help but notice how gorgeous you are.” He brushed a hand through his hair and shot you half a grin, obviously full of himself. You tried your hardest to remain polite despite the disgusting behaviour you were witnessing.

“Thank you. That’s kind of you to say.” He didn’t seem to notice your uncomfortable smile and tense shoulders as he casually slipped an arm around your shoulders, as if you had known each other for years. “So I was thinking you could join me and my friends ove-” You ducked underneath his arm and shot him a scowl, although he didn’t seem all that fazed.

“I don’t know you and I’m kind of busy. Please refrain from touching me, thank you.” You spun on your heel and you began walking back in the direction you came from but a tight grip on your forearm restricted you from moving any further than a few steps. “You don’t have to be so bitchy, just come and have fun with me.” Shaking off his grip was futile as he just pulled you closer towards him. You were extremely startled to find that he had the confidence to wrap both of his arms around you, resting both hands on your hips and you dropped the bag of drinks in shock. You pushed him away with new found strength and sent him a deathly glare. He had messed with the wrong girl but clearly he hadn’t realised that yet.

“What the fuck! I told you I don’t know you so don’t fucking hug me like we’re a couple or something, It’s creepy. Do I have to get a restraining order for you to know to back off?” The glare he returned was one that sent chills down your back and he took a step towards you, once again reaching out. Before he could do anything another arm shot out from seemingly nowhere and twisted the strangers arm behind his back. He screamed in agony and you stood there, half relieved and half confused.

“The pretty lady told you to leave her alone. Why can’t you get the message?” A cheery voice had come from your saviour, a man with light brown hair and a face so handsome you were almost certain he was model. “Alright! Alright! I’ll fucking leave.”
The handsome stranger let a ‘boxy’ smile spread on his face and let go of your harassers arm. The man gave you one last look before running in the opposite direction.

“Well, that’s one way to spend a day at the beach. My name’s Kim Taehyung.” He outstretched his hand at the end of his introduction and you gratefully took it, returning his smile with a softer one.

“My name is Y/N. Thank you so much for helping me. I honestly thought he wouldn’t leave me alone and god knows what would have happened if you hadn’t turned up. I could’ve b-” He placed a slender finger upon your mouth.

“Hey, don’t think about stuff like that. It’s not good for the mind you know.” You simply nodded at him, trying to calm your racing heart. Your cheeks flushed at the skin contact as you watched him retract his finger and stuff his hands into his pockets.

“Come on. I’ll walk you to your friends.” He slipped ahead of you and you followed closely behind, picking up the bag of drinks you had dropped previously. How did he know you were not alone?

“Because I saw you earlier on, setting up with your friends.” His answer dragged you out of your thoughts and it was then your realised you had voiced your thoughts aloud.

“You should hang with me and my friends. Not by yourself obviously, bring your friends along. That way you won’t have to worry about touchy bastards who don’t know when to stop.” His suggestion was bold but you couldn’t deny that it would make you feel a lot more comfortable so when you reached your sister and Ji Hee, you explained what had happened and Taehyung’s suggestion, to which they agreed to. After moving all of your things, you found yourself being introduced to a group of 6 boys.

“Guys, this is Y/N, her sister and friend. Please make them feel comfortable.” At first, an awkward silence had settled in but after Taehyung had introduced each of his friends, you soon found yourself laughing along with everyone else at jokes and stories. Suddenly, the awkwardness had disappeared and your day at the beach had become more than a way to escape the uncomfortable heat. The sneaking glances you had shared with Taehyung was enough to hint to the start of a unique relationship. You spent hours in the sea having a splash war and then playing shoulder wars, with you and Taehyung emerging as the victors.

When the time came for you to part ways, Taehyung had pulled you away from your group and grinned at your confused face.

“Can you give me your phone real quick?”  You obliged, unlocking and handing him your phone and you watched him with even more confusion. He suddenly made a 'V’ sign with two fingers, placing them at his forehead whilst closing his eyes and smiling his adorably boxy smile. The sound of a picture being taken piqued your interest and he began typing something into your phone. He then pulled his own phone out and snapped a picture of you and you gasped at the sudden action.

“Hey! I wasn’t ready for that!” He only snickered in return.

When he handed you back your phone, you found that you had a new contact listed under the name 'V’.

“It’s my number. I messaged myself through your phone so now I have yours.” He stuffed his phone back into his pocket and brushed his damp hair out of his face.

“What’s 'V’?” Taehyung lightly pinched your cheek, giving you a bright grin.

“That’s a story for another day.”

“Hey, Taehyung! Say your goodbyes, it’s time to go!” Hoseok’s voice had made Taehyung jump and you giggled at the look of surprise that flashed across his face.

“I’m glad I met you, Y/N. You’re fun and cheerful so it makes me happy to be around you.” His words made your heart speed up and you felt your cheeks grow hot. He stepped forward and gave you a brief hug, before turning and running to his friends.

“Y/N let’s go! It’s getting late.” Ji Hee’s voice broke you out of your trance and you all but ran to the car, hopping inside. When you arrived home and had prepared yourself for bed, you were reminded of when Taehyung had your phone.

Entering your messaging app, you were greeted with the message Taehyung had sent himself a few hours prior.

'You’re reaaaally pretty when you’re angry. Oh! And don’t let other guys touch you, I got really jealous earlier on because guys like that shouldn’t be around you. Only guys like me.’

You buried your face into your pillow, mentally screaming at yourself to stop acting like, a lover sick teenager, but to no avail.

If only Taehyung knew that you had no sleep that night all thanks to his message.

Lights Out - KageHina Ficlet (Rated G)

First 1k FOLLOWER FICLET FEST ficlet (FFFf) for @babydogfish​! Thank you for this awesome trope prompt! I kind of took it in a different direction than you might have expected. I HOPE YOU LIKE IT! <3

When the streets go black, it’s almost audible. Kageyama can just hear a chain of sound along the power lines and in each, small house along the road, a skidding, vibrating, sort of whoosh as everything flickers and dies leaving him completely blind for several long seconds. 

Those seconds would be silent if not for Hinata, who shrieks. 

“Kageyama!” he whines after he’s done splitting Kageyama’s eardrums. 

They’ve been walking parallel to one another down the street as they often do: Hinata pushes his bike a couple feet away from Kageyama who lopes grumpily along to the rhythm of Hinata’s chatter. (Sometimes, when they’re a little too tired to pretend, they walk closer together, maybe even bumping elbows or sharing the task of bike-pushing… and sometimes Kageyama will find Hinata’s chatter more endearing than grating, and he’ll miss when Hinata leaves for home.)

“Relax, dumbass,” Kageyama says, blinking until his eyes adjust just a little to the darkness. “It’s just a power outage. Must be the whole grid.” 

“Uwoooahhhh,” replies Hinata. “That’s so scary! I can’t see anything!” 

Kageyama sighs and turns toward him in the road. He can see the curves of his face and the funny spikes of his hair in the moonlight, shapes sharpening as they wait. “C’mere. I think I can make it to my house.” He thinks he can see 

Hinata shakes his head. “Can’t move! I’m stuck! Like a bunny in the headlights!”

“Don’t be so dramatic.” Tentatively, he closes the distance between them in the road.

“I’m scared, you jerk!” 

“You’re 16!” Kageyama snaps, and then he’s looking down into Hinata’s round face. “And I’m right here.”

Hinata jumps and nearly lets go of his bike. “Bakageyama!” he scolds without any real heat. “Don’t sneak.”

Kageyama finds Hinata’s hand in the dark, folds his fingers over Hinata’s smaller ones on a bike handle. “Not sneaking,” he grumbles, and slowly guides Hinata through the streets home. 

Home is just as dark as the rest of the world, so Kageyama sits Hinata on the sofa in the living room and searches for a flashlight and some candles in the kitchen with the light of his phone. Hinata sings softly to himself while he waits, something about monsters-can’t-get-me-at-‘Yama’s-house, and the sound bounces eerily off the walls of the quiet house and envelopes Kageyama as he lights some candles. He leaves a bunch of dead matches on the kitchen counter but he thinks his mom will forgive him. 

When he returns to the sofa, Hinata looks up at him with big, luminous eyes. “Monsters can’t get me at ‘Yama’s house,” he sings again, and his eyes glint in in the candlelight. 

Kageyama sits. 

“What do we do now?” Hinata asks. Kageyama sets the candle down and watches Hinata pick at a loose thread on his gym shorts. Glances up to see him worrying at his plump bottom lip. 

Hinata catches him looking. Brushes a hand through his hair with a hiccoughing laugh. 

Kageyama takes a breath and moves closer, eyes still catching on the shine of Hinata’s lip in the flickering light. “I might have an idea,” he tries, and Hinata’s answering grin is wide and toothy. 

When the lights wink back to life, Kageyama gets to witness a Hinata even more flushed and mussed and happy than he usually is, so he doesn’t bother to ask how on earth Hinata manages to bike home over the mountains every night if he’s really that afraid of the dark. 

He’s way too preoccupied with Hinata’s red and bruised and shiny lips to accuse him of scheming. Maybe he’ll ask… after he’s kissed Hinata one more time.

These aching bones

Part Two

“I need you for a intel mission.”

They are the bittersweetest words Jack’s heard in a long time. He watches Winston from behind his visor as the gorilla shuffles awkwardly in front of him. ‘Intel mission’ is usually code for ‘your heat is near and we need you to loosen a tongue or two’. No one likes handing Jack these missions, Sataya hisses that it’s basically prostitution. Angela always looks vaguely uncomfortable and fidgets in her seat.

“Am I going alone?” Jack asks.

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Make-out Sesh (Ponyboy)

Requested by an anon

Summary: Ponyboy and the reader get into a hot make-out session only to be interrupted and chaos ensues.

Warning(s): Making out, Embarrassment(I guess?)

You were sitting on Pony’s lap, trailing kisses down his neck as his hands wandered all over every inch of your body. Gently, you sucked on his neck as he grabbed your ass, earning a moan from you and a slight tug on his hair, in turn, making him moan softly.

Somehow, you two ended up alone in the backyard, just taking in the peaceful summer day that wasn’t sweltering hot for once. So of course, Ponyboy being the little horn dog that he was, decided to utilize the alone time and sneak in some heated kisses. You began grinding slowly, almost teasingly on his lap as your fingers messed with his hair. His hands still gripped your ass, knuckles white.

The sloppy kisses continued until you heard someone clear their throat. Almost immediately, you knew what happened without even turning to look as your stomach started doing flips. Rather quickly, you got off of Pony’s lap and sat next to him, a deep red blush spread across your cheeks and the bridge of your nose.

There, standing outside the back door was Darry with his arms crossed, Soda with a look best described as pride on his face, and then Two-Bit and Steve, both trying to hold back their laughs and all the witty jokes you could only imagine were brewing in their heads.

“What in the hell are you two doin’ back here?!” Darry questioned, his tone of voice concerned yet hinting towards humor and sarcasm.

“Damn we thought somethin’ was dyin’ in the bushes by the sound of it!” Steve smirked.

“And by the looks of it too!” Two-Bit proclaimed also with a smirk on his face.

“Right on top of where we buried Buddy, too!” Soda chimed in, a smirk on his face as well now.

“Damn Pone, thought you’d at least have some respect for the dead!” Darry shook his head and turned to go back in the house.

“We didn’t bury Bud there! We buried him under the tree!” Pony tried to stick up for himself by pointing to where they actually did bury their dog all those years ago.

You decided to stay quiet throughout the whole ordeal, knowing if you said anything that you’d get roasted for your red cheeks. Pony followed the others into the house and you followed after him.

“Look he’s already got a hickey!” Steve announced and pointed, making the other three guys look.

Two-Bit clapped a hand to your shoulder and laughed, “Damn you did a pretty good job there, (Y/N)!”

Pony grumbled, getting rather fed up with their antics, “We’re gonna go grab some sodas.”

“Yeah, you better, gonna need to cool off after that, huh Pony?” Steve grinned and laughed.

“Wear protection!” Soda yelled after the two of you.

“I swear to God I do not want to be an uncle yet!” Darry shouted and Pony slammed the door behind you.

Even from outside you could year the four men erupt into laughter. You and Pony looked at each other, both of you blushing now.

“Oh my God…,” Pony groaned and grumbled.

“Even Darry!” You mumbled, shaking your head in disbelief.

Virgin (Harry Styles imagine)

30. “You’re a virgin?”

You and Harry had been together for a while now. It had gotten to the point where you were both awaiting the exchange of “I love you’s”. You had been intimate together but had never gotten into the full realms of sexual intercourse.

You were a virgin, and you were nervous to tell Harry.

It’s not because you were ashamed of being a virgin, you were quite proud of your purity. However, you felt as if you would be inexperienced next to Harry and you wouldn’t quite know how to please him. Sex can often play a big part in a relationship, what if your inexperience was a turn off for Harry?

You loved Harry so much. You wanted to be able to tell him without the stinging fear of rejection. You’ve known for a while that you’re in love with him and you only want to take your virginity.

It was a typical Friday night at Harry’s place. You’d normally watch a film together on the sofa, cuddle for a while, sneak in a heated make out session and then finish the night by sleeping in his arms in his soft, plush bed.

Harry’s focus had removed from the film for a while now. All his interest was upon your neck, where he placed soft, wet kisses on your collarbones. The supple feeling of his lips was blissful, it had you humming in approval and leaning your neck to the side to create more room for his lips to explore.

“Harry” you mumbled in pleasure with your eyes shut.

“You’re breathtaking” Harry muttered in between kisses.

His affectionate gestures continued until they got much lower. The tank top you were wearing did little to help cover much skin. The soft skin of your breast was Harry’s lips next victim.

“What’re you doing?” you asked in a breathless tone.

“ ‘m just loving on you, petal” he whispered back softly.

You allowed Harry to continue with his loving gestures, you would’ve been mad to stop him.

Before you knew it, Harry’s hands began roaming your body too. Your arms had lifted from your sides to grab onto Harry’s locks without much thought. Harry’s hands began to caress the sides of your torso before raising higher in a discrete attempt to touch your boobs.

“ ‘m so lucky,” Harry spoke breathlessly. It was obvious he was getting working up.

You didn’t know what to say, Harry left you wordless. The thought of what this session could turn into was awakening all of your senses. Your body was becoming excited at what Harry’s body could do to you.

“Can I?” Harry suddenly asked, looking up to meet your eyes.

His one hand was raised over your one breast. It was clear he was asking for permission to touch you, he was always a gentleman. You could also never deny his body, so with a nod of your head, Harry continued his exploration.

Harry’s hands began to fondle with your breasts and press light kisses upon the soft skin. His eyes were full of admiration for you. The emotions you were feeling were so overwhelming, you had to tug on Harry’s hair and squeeze your thighs to relieve yourself.

Without hesitance or permission this time, Harry took it upon himself to take your top off. The sight of you beneath him, with only a bra on top, was enough to send him into overload. You were his, all his, and he couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have you.

The sudden urge to utter those special three words took over Harry’s being and in the heat of the moment Harry confessed his feelings.

“I love you”.

There was no hesitancy, uncertainty or doubt. There was only the truth, something he was so sure of.

“Pardon?” You asked in shock.

“I love you, petal.” He murmured.

A smile began to take over his face. He had finally said it and he was so proud of himself. He was an affectionate person and always wanted people to know how he felt, he would’ve told you those three words a while ago if he wasn’t in fear that he’d scare you away.

You were ecstatic. Harry reciprocated your feelings. He felt the same way as you.

“I love you” you finally spoke back “so, so much”.

Harry’s smile became even bigger if that was possible. He dived back in to kiss you, on this lips this time. Your bottom lip was caught between his and you never wanted him to leave. His supple lips would be the death of you.

Harry slipped his tongue out and swiped your bottom lip, asking for entrance which you gladly gave to him. Things began to get heated once again and moans were slipped past lips. Harry decided it was time to take this to the bedroom. Your thighs were lifted up to wrap around his waist as Harry quickly made his way to the bedroom before throwing you down on the bed. He went straight back in to continue what he had started.

Harry, obviously frustrated at the amount of clothing separating you, began to undress you. Before you knew it, you were naked in front of his longing eyes. This had been the first time he ever saw you fulling naked. The look of lust in his eyes made you feel beautiful even; he so badly wanted you.

“Baby, I can’t wait anymore” He groaned while quickly undressing himself.

Harry’s naked body came into views and your mouth began to water. You were impressed by his manhood. Although you were a virgin, you knew that he was definitely bigger than normal. You needed to tell him you were a virgin now before things escalated.

“I need to tell you something before we start” You spoke and watched as Harry went to grab a condom from his bedside table, quickly ripping into it.

“What is it, love?”

“I’m a virgin.” You quickly uttered, wanting to get it over and done with.

There was a moment of silence before he replied.

“You’re a virgin?” He asked surprised.

All it took was a nod of your head for another smile to take over Harry’s face.

“And you want me to take your virginity?”

You simply replied with a nod to his question.

“Fuck me, baby. I’m so fucking lucky to have you, I love you so much.” Harry moaned while palming himself.

“So, you’re alright with this?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?”
“Well, I’m inexperienced” you quietly spoke,  your insecurities suddenly hitting.

“Petal, that doesn’t matter at all. Hell, I’m happy you’re a virgin and I’m especially happy you trust me to be your first. I promise you, I’ll never hurt you. I’m in deep. I love you so much.” His comforting words really helped settle your nerves and gain your confidence back.

“I love you too but can we get back to what we started” you cheekily smiled, giving him a wink which he returned.

“I was planning on it, baby”

[ A/N : I wish I could write smut, I would’ve continued it if I could’ve. Also, I’m sorry for the sucky ending but I hope you enjoyed ]

Kiss me you animal

Summary: (Vampire!phil, hybrid!dan(werewolf and vampire aye) AU)

Like, they both act like they hated each other’s guts, when in honesty they are basically the sappiest couple in school.

Genre: floof

Warning: swearing whats new

Words: 1,964

A/N: this was originally meant to be kirsten’s bday fic but then i thought it wont make her cry s o hehehe. what u mean i used an mcr title. what u mean im an emo fuck. i also wanted to write an au like this since the beginning of time but i never had an idea for a plot but holla here we are. 

“Honestly, go suck on a garlic.” Dan sneers at the pale man seated across him, by means of complexion as a human or not.

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Everyone keeps talking about Greek mythology in modern day but have you ever considered this:

-All of the gods live in a single tall apartment complex that overlooks the rest of the city.
-Zeus is the hotshot that lives in the penthouse with Hera and seduces literally every pretty girl on the sidewalk to come on in while Hera is at a business meeting.
-Poseidon’s balcony oversees the beach side and has a gallery dedicated to horses.
-Hades lives in the basement with Persephone bc it’s quiet and peaceful down there despite Demeter’s protests to get them to go outside.
-Hestia helps Hephaestus with the furnace and heating.
-Aphrodite sneaks out of Hephaestus’ room every night and has to walk all the way down several flights of creaky stairs to Ares’ open door, even though everyone can hear her and cheers her on from inside their own apartments.
-Apollo is constantly playing sad Taylor Swift music from his window because of his constant breakups while secretly Artemis was the one to convince all the girls to break up with him since women deserve better.
-Athena has papers literally scattered all over her apartment as she balances her project to win a Pulitzer Prize and engineering new military weapons (she doesn’t get out much).
-Dionysus, otherwise known as the street drunk, always stumbles in late at night and wakes everyone up with his singing along with Apollo’s playlist.
-And then Hermes. Ah yes, Hermes. The guy who just fucks with everyone who enters the building.

anonymous asked:

Everlark #6 pretty please? :)

Thanks for the prompt anon! The fantastic mitchesbcray​ also asked for this one, so I may or may not be continuing this one. Fun note, this little ficlet has some basis in reality. Let’s just say my friends still talk about my bachelorette party, ten years later.

This is way longer than a drabble and may or may not be suitable for the workplace, depending on how conservative your place of business is. The words “naked” and “bed” are in the prompt.

A smile curves over Katniss’ lips as a hand carefully places a coffee-to-go cup on the desk in front of her.

“One Cinnamon Dolce Latte with extra cinnamon for my favorite receptionist.”

She looks up into the sky blue eyes of the newest legal counselor at Heavensbee, Cardew & Sons Law Offices. Peeta Mellark is the only person at her job Katniss can actually stand. He’s sweet and funny, and never treats her as inferior just because she’s one of the receptionists and doesn’t have a fancy degree that cost a fortune.

“What do I owe you for that?” she asks, glancing at the cup that is one size larger than he usually brings her, and pulling her purse out from the desk drawer.

“Absolutely nothing,” he tells her cheerfully. “Just wanted to say thanks for making my first two months here a whole lot easier than they would have been without you saving my ass. Plus you kind of are my favorite.”

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Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Hermione Granger

AU: Modern, non-magical Starbucks AU; alternatively, this one

Word Count: 472

Written For: takeupserpents + a continuation of this

Bill Weasley didn’t mind helping out at the twins’ coffee shop on his days off. 

He took the afternoon shifts and got to hang out with Ginny and lazily make lattes and sometimes use an industrial-sized blender that was wicked fucking loud and there was a pretty French girl who came in for strawberry lemonades who he liked to flirt with and it was fun, really–not too bad as far as favors for the twins went.


It had been not too bad–until They had started coming in together.

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ITHOLA: Chapter Eighteen SNEAK PEEK

Alright…here it is…SNEAK FREAKING PEEK! And it’s a bit of a lengthy sneak peek but you know what, you deserve it! If this makes you super excited and you haven’t already read the first seventeen chapters or are like me and sometimes feel like reading them again you can find them here.

“Harry!” I called.

“Yeah, love,” he said as he popped his head into the closet, he was still on the phone. I pointed at the drawer.

“What’s this?” I asked.

“Your clothes, in a drawer. The suitcase was starting to drive me mental.” Whoever he was on the phone with laughed loud enough that I heard them. “She’s been living out of a suitcase for three weeks. I did that for too many years, the suitcases give me anxiety and you know that.” He paused. “I feel like I’m being a great boyfriend by doing her laundry and putting the clothes into the closet.”

“Who the fuck are you on the phone with?”

“Ben.” He smiled. I held my hand out. “She appears to want to talk to you.” He handed me his phone.

“Hi Ben.”

“Hi Ev. So you’ve moved in?”

“I’ve been moved in against my will.”

“If you’ve stayed there for three weeks I think you might’ve accidentally moved in.”

“Umm as long as my things were in a suitcase I was just crashing for the night. He’s given me closet space. Not a drawer and a couple of hangers but like an entire section of the drawers in here, a huge section of the hanging part and my shoes are now situated next to his. What the fuck? Is he like OCD or something?”

“A bit clean and I’ve seen your office when you practically move in there. You are only clean because you have assistants and maids.“

“You’re walking on thin ice here, Winston.”

“I know and I so enjoy doing that with you.”

“So why are you on the phone with my boyfriend?” I asked.

“We were discussing how he’s setting up one of my writers with one of your assistants. And I needed to check in on that, also I was thinking that we should have dinner tonight.” One of the writers of The Late Late Show was Ty’s set up? I mentally went through the ones that I knew and almost immediately knew who it was that he had invited over.

“Well, we were planning a date night but I think that a double date would be wonderful.” I smiled at Harry who mouthed out ‘thank you’ to me.

“How does a triple date sound? Meredith and I have a sitter for Ruby and were planning dinner with James and Julia.”

“A triple date sounds even better. You four have some inside knowledge on Harry and might be willing to share it.”

“We just might. So I’ll text Harry the details after a bit and we will all see you both tonight.”

“Sounds great, Ben. I’ll give the phone back to Harry now so I can take some time to figure out where all of my belongings are.” He laughed on the other end. I handed the phone back.

“Hey.” He was quiet but started to laugh a bit. “Yes, she is literally in a towel opening every drawer and riffling through them, I’m going to have to straighten them a bit when she’s done in here.” I flipped him off as I shut the third drawer I’d opened.

I thoroughly enjoy the weirdness that goes on in Evie’s head sometimes. It is so much fun for me to write and I hope you all enjoy reading it. Eighteen is officially more than 4,000 words now! Woo! And as you can tell from this sneak peek, there’s A LOT headed our way in eighteen. I’m also trying a new way of formatting it while I write it to see if it populates on here differently. Let me know if it looks better.

I hope you all enjoyed the sneak peek and are as excited as I am for the chapter to be finished and alive in the world.

xx AM.

PS I’m totally doing a Baby Groot Dance as I share this.

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Jaemin and Jeno agree, already looking forward to the falling leaves and autumn breeze while Jisung and Chenle plan who’s going to oversee sunshine and cloudless blue skies and who get dibs for keeping ice cream parlors in business with heat waves.

Send me a word, if it’s in my wip document I’ll answer your ask with the sentence that it appears in

anonymous asked:

Princes when they're horny (Keith, Joshua, Wil, Glenn)

Wilfred already likes to touch you as it is, but if you manage to rile him up enough, then you can expect to be caressed and teased until you give in to his not-so-princely desires. Sly fingertips would brush against your skin, looking for your warmth and sneaking their way under your clothes. Of course, the prince of Philip already knows your body like the back of his hand; he knows just where to touch you to make you shiver, and he will never get enough of the feeling of your softness against him. Wilfred’s going to stuck to you like glue, a pout on his lips as he mutters how unfair it is that you’re so beautiful; he’s going to take care of all your needs, so won’t you please come back to bed?

The prince of Liberty would stare at your pretty self, nervously biting his lips as his emerald eyes gloss over. Feeling his hues burning you skin and gliding down your curves, you would be able to tell exactly what he’s thinking. If you choose to entertain him, Keith woud smirk and call you his good girl, lips latching onto your ear as he whispers sins and fables. If you were to tease him, however, he would have no problem slamming you against the nearest wall and giving you the punishment you deserve, unraveling you under his hands and rejoicing when you come undone for him.

Glenn is usually responsible enough to keep his cravings under control. Keyword: usually, because if the crown prince of Oriens has a weakness, then that is you and you know exactly which buttons to push to get him all hot and bothered. A horny Glenn would blush and get quiet all of a sudden, sneaking heated glances your way as his hands twitch with want. He’s still young, and when he gets excited, he doesn’t really know what to do about it - he would simply sulk and get more frustrated and nervous with each passing second. Tease him just a bit and offer to help him out, and Glenn will show you just how grateful he is to have you around.

Like Glenn, Joshua is not one to openly express his feelings and needs, but how can he keep calm when you’re just so tempting? The way you look up at him, your eyes clear and languid, the way you smile, the way you bite your cherry lips, right down to the way you walk, with the lightest sway in your steps, are enough to cloud Joshua’s judgement and fill his mind with want. Once his self-control snaps, he’d be desperate in showing you just how much he loves you - he would press your body against his and shily admit that only you can make him feel this way. The prince of Dres Van is always a bit emarrassed to be this honest, but he would be too busy kissing your soft skin and listening to your cute voice to really care.

Thanks for the message, princess.

- admin Kagerou

Anonymous said:Please do a dating Ruby Lucas would include or Dating Regina Mills would include?

Here’s the Regina Mills one. Please enjoy, anon!

Not my gif. Gif credit goes to the amazing creators!

Dating Regina Mills Would Include:

- Dealing with Regina being way too over protective of you.

- Regina being sweet and caring towards you and only you.

- Having to stay far away from Emma.

- “You’re my Queen.

- “But aren’t you the Queen?

- “Yes. I was trying to be romantic.

- Caring for Henry.

- Romance.

- Passionate sex.

- “You know that I love you right, (Y/N)?

- “I would never leave you behind.

- Remembering Regina being your girlfriend when the curse is removed and sprinting to her before enveloping her in your arms.

- “I’ve finally found you, after all this time.” you’d sob.

- “We’ll never have to be apart ever again.

- When you go missing, Regina does anything to get you back.

- Regina getting hurt when protecting you.

- “I will never hurt you.

- “Isn’t that what someone who hurts someone says?

- “I mean it.

- Heated arguments.

- Sneaking out to go watch the stars and get Regina a present.

- “Where were you?

- “Getting you this.

- “How sweet.

- Having it all because Regina spoils you rotten.

- Not being able to see Mr Gold because Regina would kill you if you went to go see him.

- “You deserve every piece of happiness.

- “You really think so?

- Being Regina’s happy ending.

- Regina being your happy ending.

- “Stay away from (Y/N) or else.

- Regina constantly threatening anybody who hurts you.

- Regina doing her best to support you no matter what.

- Always supporting Regina.

- Holding Regina when she cries.

- Being Regina’s shoulder to cry on.

- “Your strength is going to show during this, and I believe that you’re going to get through this (Y/N). Please believe in yourself like I do. You’re so much more capable than you realise.

- Being Regina’s favourite person.

- Regina being super nice to you and always going out of her way to do things that you want to do, - even if she detests the activity-.

- Loving Regina unconditionally.

- Regina talking about marrying you someday.

- “Why me?

- “Because you’re my happy ending. You’re my life, my light, my true love.

- Super sappy moments.

- Waking up to breakfast in bed nearly everyday.

- Laying your head on Regina’s chest and listening to her heart beat before falling asleep.

Please keep requesting imagines! If you like it, please follow for more.

“Shhh, they’ll hear us”

A/N: Requested by Ronisstheking: can you do 15 and 20 in the same imagine with Peter Parker x reader?
I’m not very comfortable writing Peter Parker, but I hope you like it. Please note that english is not my first language so there might be grammar mistakes (pointers and tips about my grammar are appreciated since I want to get better).

Pairings: Peter Parker X Reader

Prompt: Reader is great at sneaking around until someone distracts her..

Warnings: None

Word count: 537

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You looked around seeing if anyone was there before sneaking down the hallway. You heard muffled voices and slowed down your pace, stopping by the opening to the common room. You spotted Steve and Tony in midst of a discussion about an upcoming mission. 

That’s why you were there, you were tired of being left out of the conversations since you were quite younger than the rest. They would simply just tell you to suit up and bring you in for a few stunts before telling you to leave the scene when you seemed to get tired. You wanted to be more involved which is why you had been sneaking around, hiding under a table behind the wall, listening to the conversations. 

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In the Heat of Los Angeles - Chapter Nineteen: SNEAK PEEK!

Find the first eighteen chapters HERE.

And now for the sneak peek…and it’s a long one.

“Have you heard from Ty about how his date went?” Harry asked from the shower as I was putting my makeup on. We’d gotten up early this morning to go for a run in his neighborhood. He decided to lift when we got back while I took my shower.

“I haven’t.” I picked my phone up and saw nothing in our group chat so I clicked to call him.

“Hello,” Ty answered in a whisper.

“Hey, how did last night go?” I asked.

“Really well. But I can’t talk.”

“Come on Ty, we just want to hear how it went,” Harry yelled from behind me. I’d put the phone on speaker.

“I’ll text but I can’t talk. Umm…he’s still sleeping.”

“Yes!” Harry threw his arms up in the air in triumph.

“Shut up,” I called back to him. “Get off the phone. And send us a text. You know Kammi is getting pissy that she hasn’t heard anything yet either.”

“Fine. Bye.” I heard the beeps signaling the call had been disconnected.

“I win.”

“I know, babe. You win. You found Ty a man even if it was just for last night.”

“What do I get for winning?” he asked as he shut the shower off and reached for a towel.

“A cookie?”

“That’s not fun. But if it’s all I get, then I’ll take it.” He stepped out of the shower and kissed my shoulder. “What time is James coming over?”

“4:00 so that we can watch the game together. I’m sorry that I’m dominating your Sunday with my father and his girlfriend.”

“I’m actually excited about it since he didn’t try and murder me the last time he was in the house.”

“He’d hire a hitman, he wouldn’t do it himself. Too dirty.” Harry’s laugh filled the bathroom, echoing off of the tile and walls. “You laugh. I’m pretty sure my Uncle Mikey is secretly on payroll and makes things happen when we need them to.”

“Uncle Mikey?”

“Pops’ younger brother. He works out of our New York office but I’m not really sure what he does because he doesn’t have a ton of clients. Pops tells me that he heads up our security team but I’m not sure what that means. So I tell Uncle Mikey that he’s our muscle. I feel bad that I only got to see him for coffee when I was in New York and I didn’t get to see his wife or kids.”

“Do you have a big family on the Scarcello side?”

“Yeah, you think that my Mom and Dad’s family was big. Pops is the oldest of eight kids. Four boys and four girls. I’m the oldest grandchild and the only one from the oldest child so it makes me extra special, at least I claim it does.”

“I’m sure it does. Your Nonna and Papa are very proud of you. Nonna was so happy I called to get the love parm recipe. She promised she wouldn’t tell a soul that I was making it for you. I hadn’t even thought about the fact that it’s the magical love parm and that she’d know that meant I loved you. But she was so sweet about it. She even offered to give me a few other recipes.”

“Nonna is pretty funny.” I went into the closet and grabbed a pair of ripped up skinny jeans and pulled them on. “She called me and left a message the day after you made the love parm to ask me how the trip home went and how you were. It was a very thinly veiled attempt to figure out if her granddaughter was in love.”

“That’s cute.”

I hope you enjoyed the sneak peek. I’m back at work to try and get a chunk of the chapter written. I can’t wait to hear what you think of this sneak peek. Feel free to send me any questions about anything to keep me awake while I write, I’m on the struggle bus today. I mean anything. What is my favorite drink? What color is the cover on my laptop? How did I decide on a certain character? Who influences my writing? What is my favorite color? ANYTHING. If you have a question ask it. I’m gonna just flat out beg for converstaion so I don’t get bored, close the laptop and go to bed. So SEND ME QUESTIONS, haha.

xx AM.