so he is just letting her go

Rockabye Baby, Don't You Cry, Somebody's Got You [a future!Barry Allen imagine]

a/n: i should be working on my paper

WARNING: Angst


It has been years since you last saw your ex. Who’s your ex, you wonder? Allen, Barry Allen.

It wasn’t a bad break up necessary; you knew he still held a candle for the beautiful reporter. You couldn’t blame him for loving someone. So you did what was best. You let go. Sure, it was extremely painful to see him happy with someone other than you, but you needed to do it. If not for him, then for you.

Except, nobody could stop Iris from dying. You knew you should have gone to her funeral, but you just couldn’t. You couldn’t bring yourself to go. Instead, you left the city. Left all the pain, left all your old friends. But most importantly; you left him. You left Barry without saying goodbye.

Now, it’s 2024. Seven years after Iris’ death. You heard about Caitlin turning into Killer Frost, Wally being in the hospital. And Cisco…you had to see Cisco. He had no one, since he and Barry weren’t speaking. You think Julian moved away; you aren’t sure. God only knows about Joe, which is really depressing.

Somethings aren’t planned; like running into your ex. What are the chances? “I see you grew out your hair… it looks nice. Really suits you.” you mutter awkwardly, rocking on the heels of your sneakers.

A small half smile creeps on Barry’s lips, lifting one corner. “Thanks, Y/N, but I know that’s a lie.” Wow, his voice did get deeper. And, okay, yeah, it’s a lie. His long light brown strands of hair look extremely greasy. Like he hasn’t taken a shower in weeks. “Why are you here?” he asks quietly, clearing his throat; hands deep in his jacket pockets.

Deciding not to comment on his all black outfit, you nibble on your lower lip. Cisco can wait a few hours; he’s probably working. “Do you think we can talk? In private?” Then, in a flash, you’re at…Barry’s apartment. It’s musty and unkempt; take out boxes scattered across the floor and every flat surface.

Barry blushes a little and frowns, removing his black army-like jacket as he walks into the kitchen. You sneakily follow after him. “What do you…fuck, Y/N, I…” he shakes his head, waving his hair in front of his dull hazel eyes. “Please help me.” he whimpers, fluttering his thick, full eyelashes at you.

How can you back out on him now? You aren’t that harsh. “First, let’s get you in the shower, okay stud muffin?” you hum, allowing your nickname for him to slip out while you lead him to the bathroom.

With pink cheeks, the speedster strips off his black t-shirt, throwing it to the floor when the water turns on. Spinning around, your eyes widen at his pale abs, hands curling into fists in front of his pecs. “I missed you.” Barry admits in a soft tone, sniffling. You take a moment to realize the bright red rims around his eyes. “Please take one with me?” he asks innocently, peering at the shower.

“Okay.” you agree softly, reaching up to brush his hair out of his eyes before removing your shirt. This is totally not what you should be doing. He quickly drops his bottoms, waits for you to do the same, then helps you in the tub.

The warmth from him radiates against your back, much like all those years ago. “I missed you too, Barr.” You feel his arms wrap around your waist, pulling you closer to his chest. A sigh escapes you and you shut your eyes. “Do you want me to stay?” you ask quietly, staring at the wall in front of you.

One simple question makes Barry’s heart race. “Yes.” he breathes, holding you tighter. “God yes.”

anonymous asked:

Ok just don't imagine harry FTing your newborn asking her who daddy's favorite girl is or telling her how much he misses her or when she lets out a big yawn going "ooh such a big yawn baby girl" and just remarking on everything she does

This. Is. SO. Dangerous.

The missus would have the camera, on her phone, gripped tightly in her hands, flipped so that she could film the little baby snuggled up on her daddy’s side of the bed, dressed in her white baby-grow with her legs kicking out and her lips wrapped around her fingers. Her head propped up by the pillow he usually rested his head against, eyes bright green and her features shadowing her face from the lamps lit on the bedside table either side of the bed.

“Look at you bein’ a big girl and layin’ in mummy and daddy’s big bed,” he’d coo towards his daughter, a smile on his face, “daddy misses cuddles with you, Poppet. I miss you so, so much. Going to sleep without a cuddle from you and mummy doesn’t feel right.”

He’d smile when she’d whimper out, his mouth gaping open absentmindedly as her lips would open and a yawn would escape her.

“Oh, look at that!” He’d gasp softly, “that was such a big yawn, baby. Does that feel better?”

“I think someone’s getting sleepy,” the missus would coo, pushing her hand into the frame and dragging the back of her fingers down Persephone’s cheek, before tickling her belly softly, “I think that’s code for someone getting bored of daddy, too.”

“Hey,” he’d drawl out, “that’s so mean.”

“I’m kidding,” she’d laugh, tapping the screen to flip the camera, her face coming into view on his phone, “give about 10 minutes to get her ready and in bed and then it’s just me and you for the night, with some wine and some leftover Chinese takeout from last night.”

“Ooo,” he’d lick his lips with squinted eyes, “that sounds good.” xx

In the Dressing room.

As you my know i have been asked to help chaperone my son’s spring formal. This past weekend we went shopping for his Tuxedo and a dress for me. My younger daughter also came along so i figured there would be no fun. However shortly after ativing at the mall for our shopping trip, she met up with a couple of her preteen friends and asked to go to a movie. Now it was just my son and myself. I figured it would be nice to let him get his Tuxedo out of the way first so we went to the rental place first. It was very fun picking out the style of tux he wanted and trying to match the colors to his girlfriend’s dress. After about 30 minutes we had almost everything decided and it was time to try things on. He went into the back to the Dressing rooms to change and I made small talk with the girl at the counter. I had noticed her staring at my son as we had shopped and was sure she was thinking the same things i was. When my son walked out of the back my panties Immediately were flooded with my juices. Guy i can’t state this enough…. THERE IS DEFINITELY SOMETHING ABOUT A GOOD LOOKING MAN IN A WELL FITTING SUIT.

The girl at the counter obviously felt yhe same because she rushed to check to make sure it was fitting him properly and running her hand over him. I’m not a jealous mom. I know women find my son attractive and that my son sleeps with his girlfriend. The wanton desire this young woman, who was at least in her 20’s, was displaying toward my son got me a bit possive. I looked at my son as she was checking his inseam and he winked at me, 30 seconds later i heard the sales girl gasp. I looked down and saw my son was filling out his pants with all his glory.

I looked into his eyes and licked my lips. The sales girl was mesmerized staring and my son’s crotch. I cleared my throat and she jumped. We talked breifly about fit and additional add-ons. Then my son asked if i could come back and help him fix his cumberbund. The sales girl looked like she was about to offer her own services when the phone rang. She nodded to the right and i took my sone back inyo yhe rear dressing area of the store. I was no sooner in the dressing room with him the i was on my knees. I had his thick cock in my hand and between my lips sucking him hard. Looking up as my son grabbed my head. His throbbing was very quick telling my how excited he was. I took my mouth off him and asked, “ Do you wish it was her?” I swirled my tongue around his head and he groaned. Then he looked down and told me he wished it was both of us, together. I grabbed him and took him in complete flicking my tongue over his balls as he exploded down my throat.

I sucked until he was slightly less stiff, but nowhere near soft. I heard a slight groan in the hall and wondered if we’d been caught. I quickly adjusted my top but when i looked in the mirror you could tell what i had been doing. I opened the door to the dressing room and saw the sales girl quickly duck back out into the store. I strode proudly into the store and noticed her unlocking the front door. I walked up to her and asked if everything was ok. She said yes and told me she lock the door because she didn’t want to be interrupted while taking the order. I went to shake her hand and noticed ther fingers were wet. When i pulled my hand away i looked at her and brought my finger to sniff then sucked it between my lips. Her eyes went wide and a groan escaped her lips. I leaned in and said please keep our secret and for good measure i tweaked he nipple.

We returned to the counter to finalize the rental bill as my son walked out of the dressing room. She stared at his crotch then at me i nodded slightly and she wished us a great day. I looked down at the bill as we were leaving. There was a 75% discount on the tux rental and at the bottom a 10 digit number with the words call me in her hand writing. Smiling i handed the receipt to my son and smiled. Then asked where we should go looking for my dress.

The rest of the day flew by in a blur. My son and i found a quiet place in the mall where he fucked me hard. Cumming deep inside. We did find a dress for me. And he got to return the favor in the dressing room. I asked him what he was going to do with her number and he said he would call it in a couple days. I decided not to ask about his girlfriend. Needless to say i am super excited about the dance now.

anonymous asked:

I actually really loved the fake dating au and would love to hear more from it!

Thank you! I like totally forgot it happened and then like, 2am recalled it.
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She sat across from him in the dim room, the glittering lights from surrounding apartments peaking weakly through the blinds. He let out a sigh and she shifted on the sofa, pulling her knees under her folded form. His bent legs invaded her space, tight jeans clinging to his calves. Avoiding his face, she studied the creases in the dyed denim.

“What are we going to do?”

Rey leaned back, spine to the uncomfortable arm. “Can’t we just…keep faking it?”

“We’re not faking it, apparently.”

“So?”

“So when they want to rebrand me, my manager is going to insist upon a new girlfriend.”

“I mean, you could just fake date like what we’ve been doing.”

“What we’re still doing.” He raked a hand through his disheveled hair. He’d been mussing it up all evening, ever since they’d kissed for real a few hours before. “I don’t think this is a good idea.”

That stung, tiny shards of ice piercing through her ribcage. “Do you…not want to?”

“I want to. That’s why it’s a bad idea. Look,” he started, slouching so his thighs came oh so close to brushing her knees, “Someone’s going to wind up hurt.”

“Or it’ll go well; you don’t know.”

He laughed humorlessly. “I do know. It’s never gone well.”

Right, his last relationship, where he’d been trampled into porcelain dust. The reason he was so unapproachable and standoffish. Absently, she laid a hand on his knee. He jerked back, away from her touch.

“Please, Rey, it’s not smart.” He slid off the couch and folded his arms. “You can take my bed tonight if you want.”

“Where will you sleep?”

“The sofa’s fine.”

“You don’t fit on it.”

“Can we not argue about it?” He sounded defeated, tired.

She nodded slowly. “Yeah. I’m sorry.” Rey stood, giving him a final glance before heading down the hallway.


In the bathroom, Kylo splashed several handfuls of cold water on his face, wishing the water to clear his jumbled mind. His reflection was pale with raccoon circles under his eyes. They washed him out, made him look as emotionally exhausted as he felt. The only streak of color was the wine-dark hickey taking up space on his neck. It burned to look at, to know how much want had gone into it, how much lust caused the mirror image on her skin.

He swore, forehead against the glass. Somehow, he knew, this would be the death of him.

anonymous asked:

Were you here for the days of 1DAlerts, Radio1D and 1DExclusiveInfo? They used to be the trifecta of UAs. Chronicled party boy Louis w/ great care. 1DExcl was the first to announce Freddie's birth. I wonder if they're bitter about Ladscheckups being the new HQ go to...or if it's one of them under a new handle...

Oh yeah, didn’t have an One D blog yet, but I was here for all of it. They must be quite bitter 


Anonymous said to shadyshit91:update accounts are saying eleanor is spending time with her family and they’re not even suggesting that louis is there with her so come on lets just pull the trigger and end everything while louis is MIA, then lets keep lou as MIA for weeks while he travels to LA to support harry when he’s on the late late show

End it 



Anonymous said to shadyshit91:LMAOOOO twitter*com/ladscheckups/status/856908093787066368 

https://twitter.com/ladscheckups/status/856908093787066368 - thanks hdjskhdjsk could they be more obvious 

While I’m sure once Quill has had little Quilliam she wouldn’t let the bunghole defence squad anywhere near him/her let alone actually alone with the child but for my own entertainment I just love to picture what it would be like if they babysat the poor baby

So this is how I picture it going down:

- Charlie and Matteusz are left alone with Quilliam and Charlie is just absolutely hopeless, he just has no idea what to do with it he picks the newborn up like it’s a fucking bomb

- Matteusz leaves him alone for like 5 minutes and he tries to feed it a sandwich to get it to stop crying

- Matteusz does just fine (I like to imagine that he has siblings, read bazwillendinflames fiction where he has a sister, it’s adorable) but having to watch a child while also having Charlie around trying to give it dog toys is a tad stressful so he calls April for backup

- Now he assumes that caring, kind-hearted April will be some sort of baby wizard but she is an only child and has virtually no experience so she takes one look at it and is just like “I have no idea what I’m supposed to do with this fleshy sack of fluids”

- The next obvious choice is Tanya, she’s a genius, she’s bound be able help out little right?

- Wrong. She takes one look at Matteusz opening the door holding Quilliam with baby food in his hair and Charlie asking April if baby powder is made out of real babies in the background and only ends up staying to watch the disaster unfold

- As a last resort he calls Ram, expecting the same reaction as Tanya (you little shits know where this is going) but no, our secret cinnamon roll Ram surprises us again, he loves kids. His extended family is full of babies so he is a certified expert on the things

- Ram is the only one able to get the baby to stop crying and even manages to get April to hold the baby without looking like she’s going to burst into tears

-Eventually they put the baby to bed and attempt to clean up the huge mess that they had made despite the fact that they were only watching one baby

- When Quill eventually returns from wherever the fuck she went for the convenience of this post the gang are all passed out in the living room with Ram still clutching the baby monitor

anonymous asked:

Your daughter is gifted? Wow!

Not gifted in the way that the little girl in Gifted is–my daughter despises math and we will not speak of Physics in her presence–but yes, she tested out as gifted and has a genius-level IQ in a couple of areas, communication foremost–she excels at writing but conversely hates reading, go figure. So I really, really could relate to Frank’s dilemma in the movie. It’s hard to know what’s best–put your child in an advanced academic institution (which we couldn’t afford so moot point for us in a way) and risk her not having a “normal” childhood, or keep her in public school and let her be a kid while also taking advantage of whatever limited extras public school can offer to gifted kids (which is what we did). You second guess and feel guilty no matter what way you go and the film showed that so well that I had a lump in my throat through about 98% of the movie.

where adrien flirts
  • so adrien has a little problem: he likes marinette. like he really, honest-to-god likes her, and he doesn’t know what to do about it. his track record with girls isn’t so stellar. after he confessed his feelings to ladybug as chat noir, she calmly turned him down and admitted she liked someone else. so as nino would say, without a lady to tie him down, adrien agreste is single and ready to mingle
  • but he’s always been single?? and what does mingle even mean?? like, nino, what the hell, dude?? help a man out. 
  • so nino sits him down and explains how to get his crush. with his previous crush, nino tells him, adrien obviously didn’t do it right, and that’s why she turned him down (nino doesn’t know it was ladybug, and he just likes to think adrien was crushing on a supermodel who was totally out of even his league). 
  • nino: “you gotta flirt, man. the ladies love a dude who’s chill and cool and confident. you gotta rock it and own it. you got this.”
    adrien: “but how? every time I go to her, she looks at me, and I can’t… make my words work.”
    nino: “….you two are perfect for each other.”
    adrien: “what?”
    nino: “what?”
  • nino gives him an article with a few tips for flirting. this shouldn’t be too bad, and hey, it worked on alya, nino swears by it. so with 10 Flirting Techniques That Are Garunteed to Work on Women on his mind, adrien is determined to woo the ladies.
  • 1. set the stage with the “soft stare”: so all he had to do was stare at marinette as deeply as possible whenever they had a conversation while maintaining a calm and relaxed expression. marinette likes to stutter and stammer her ways through her words, and he couldn’t blame her, because he lost control when he tried to talk to her as well, and usually her antics made him smile and laugh. but according to the tips, he wasn’t allowed to.
  • it’s all good for a week or so, until nino pulls him aside and asks why he looks like he’s plotting how to murder marinette in her sleep like some type of serial killer every time he talks to her. 
  • he stops talking to her after that. alya tracks him down a few days later and whacks him upside the head for making her best friend cry by ignoring her. adrien goes back to talking to marinette as normally as possible after that because it’s better to talk to her as friends than invoke his “killer smile” while trying to flirt.
  • 2. be vague and leave her wanting more: adrien has this in the bag. he knows how to skirt around a topic, but that’s just because he has to make sure he kept his secret identity as a superhero of Paris a… secret. being vague is one of his best talents, it also helps with those stupid paparazzi who always follow him. the article offers some suggests: tell her you know a secret about her, tell her there’s something interesting about her and you can’t put your finger on it, tell her that’s she exactly your type but don’t tell her what you type actually is, etc. he spends most of the night plotting his exact words, and the next day, when he sees marinette, it just comes spilling out…
  • adrien: “i know your secret, marinette.”
    marinette: “…what?”
    well shit, adrien thought, the article didn’t tell him what happened after this.
    adrien: “…i know it. your secret… i knew there was something about you that i couldn’t put my finger on.”
    marinette: “…wait, so you know? ohmygodthiscan’tbehappening,ohmygod, how did you figure it out???”
  • adrien wasn’t sure what to do after this point, so like the article said, he leaves her wanting more and nopes the fuck outta there, cha-cha sliding out of the classroom and bolting down the hallway before she could catch him.
  • 3. the sensual look: once a girl is comfortable around you, give her a mischievous look that makes her think. the article (and nino) never really explain what the girl will think about, but adrien totally supports girl empowerment and helping those smart cookies get the best grades and brilliance recognition they deserve. if a mischievous smile is all it takes, then he’s more than happy to help.
  • he flashes her a quirky smirk in Madame Bustier’s lecture, marinette notices and freezes up. he thinks he did it wrong when nino just leans closer and says, “you broke marinette.”
  • adrien apologizes after class and swears he’ll never break her again. marinette just mumbles, “you can break me anytime.”
  • adrien thinks it’s counterproductive. 
  • 4. the surprise wink: whenever you pass her, just wink after you lock eyes, nino says, she won’t expect it and it’ll surprise her but give her the clear and distinct message that you are flirting with her. adrien wants marinette to know he likes her and wants to flirt with he rand wants to date her and just be with her, so he winks every time he gets. 
  • they see each other in class? wink he catches her eyes while they study for physics? wink they talk about madame bustier’s homework? wink she asks him for his opinion on her designs? wink 
  • at first, she giggles. after two weeks, she presents him with a bottle of over-the-counter artificial tears for his “eye twitch.” he stops winking after that and doesn’t talk to nino for the rest of the day.
  • 5. the playful bump: playful actions, like bumping, will definitely make a girl smile. 
  • adrien: “but nino, i could hurt her.”
    nino: “no, my dude, she knows you’re teasing.”
    adrien: “i don’t care if she knows. what if i knock her over?”
    nino: “no, you don’t do it hard, you just–”
    adrien: “what if she falls over and breaks her nose? i don’t wanna break her nose, nino. she has a cute nose.”
    nino: “adrien, you’re not gonna break her–”
    adrien: “niNO
  • 6. the understatement: understate the compliments you give her, okay, okay, adrien can do this. it’s simple.
  • adrien: “marinette, your eyes are blue… like avatar’s skin. just blue.. all over.. it’s great. not the brightest blue, but not the darkest. just blue. you have blue eyes, marinette.”
    marinette: *is speechless*
    nino: “…you nailed that, adrien.”
    adrien: “oh thanks, nino.”
  • 7. the double negative, “i don’t think you’re not beautiful”: 
    adrien: “but i do think she’s beautiful.”
    nino: “i know, you’re telling her that.”
    adrien: “but you just said i don’t think she’s beautiful?”
    nino: “no, no, you said you don’t think she’s not beautiful, so ergo you think she is beautiful.”
    adrien: “…grammar hurts my head, nino.”
    nino: “i know, my dude, i understand.”
  • 8. the sensual tease, tease her for liking you: okay, but adrien doesn’t know if marinette likes him like that? nino swears she does, and alya says so too, but it still makes him feel bad for teasing her. so he doesn’t tease her and just keeps doing stuff like he normally does, like walking her home from school and helping her study physics and giving her advice for her designs and keeping a stash of food for her on the mornings she runs late and he knows she didn’t have breakfast yet.
  • nino rolls his eyes, but adrien doesn’t care. his momma didn’t raise no hooligan. no, if he was going to flirt with marinette, at least he can be a gentleman about it.
  • 9. the moniker: giving her a cute nickname will let her know how special she is. adrien spends a week thinking about it, and nino gives him a few suggestions, but he doesn’t listen. if he’s giving marinette a nickname, it has to be something he does because it’ll let her know she’s special to him.
  • a few days later, he slips up and calls her “princess” because she’s pretty, sweet, smart, likes pink, and is a natural born leader just like a royal. marinette freezes when he calls her that, but she smiles and laughs eventually. she seems to like it, and he keeps doing it. it’s fitting, he supposes, for someone like her. marinette, his princess.
  • does that mean he gets to be her knight?
  • nino calls him a nerd.
  • 10. tell her how you feel: it’s the last step, and adrien agonizes over it for days. it can’t really be as simple as nino makes it out to be, but then again, his best friend has been dating a pretty sweet gal for months, so it obviously worked for him. adrien broods over it for a while, and alya warns him not to ignore marinette for days again, and he swears he isn’t. he’s just trying to find his courage. why oh why is it so much easier to face an akuma with certain death hanging over his head than tell a girl how he really feels?
  • marinette decides to take matters into her own hands, which he isn’t really surprised by because she usually is a head-strong, independent female. what he is surprised by is when ladybug swings into his bedroom window and transforms into marinette right before his very eyes.
  • marinette: “why are you ignoring me? did i do something wrong?”
    adrien: *adrien.exe has stopped working*
    marinette: “…adrien?”
    adrien: “…you’re… ladybug?!”
    marinette: “yeah, i know. you know. we’ve been over this–”
    adrien: “nononoNO, we most certainly haven’t.”
    marinette: *marinette.exe has stopped working*
    adrien: “…marinette?”
    marinette: “I… but you said you knew my secret.”
    adrien: “I WAS BEING VAGUE.”
    marinette: “WHY?!”
    adrien: “IVE BEEN FLIRTING WITH YOU.”
    marinette: “…you have?”
    adrien: “well, i was trying–”
  • plagg: *pops out of adrien’s pocket* “oh, are we trading secrets?”
    tikki: *pops out of marinette’s bag* “I think so?”
    plagg: *holds out paw to marinette* “fine. im plagg, i turn him into chat noir. nice to finally meet you. i’m glad you guys are finally telling each other, it’s been so tiring listening to him mooning over you. do you have any cheese?”
    marinette: “…you’re chat noir?”
    adrien: *dies*

so marinette and adrien are dating now, so in a way he thinks his plan worked? that doesn’t stop marinette from asking him how he thought he’d been flirting, so he tells her nino’s tips. she laughs for a week straight. that’s the last time he ever listens to nino.

an adrien version of this post. some people asked for an adrien version, it’s not directly a sequel, but still another au. just two nerds trying to flirt and failing spectacularly. 

i can’t wait until vilde starts figuring out her sexuality and goes to isak for help and he introduces her to even’s 2 moms to show her that she can have exactly the life she wants being exactly who she is!!

bad | 07

he was the cliché bad boy. he was the guy you couldn’t stand. he was the handsome, hot kid who made girls go weak in the knees. he was a brat. you had never liked him one bit, but you had also never gotten involved with anything concerning him. until one day, when you were in the wrong place, at the wrong time.

Originally posted by mvssmedia

TITLE: bad | 07

MEMBER: jeon jungkook x reader (ft. kim taehyung)

GENRE: smut, romance, fluff

WORDS: 10 243

WARNINGS: mature & sexual content, profanity, dirty talk & other filth

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A/N: please beat my ass for taking over a fucking month with this. hopefully it was worth the wait tho ;). writing this killed me.

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But anyway, Hannah Baker goes on to live a long life with Clay Jensen by her side. And also, Jeff Atkins is alive and well. He passed English class and is now just happily playing baseball and hanging out with his buddy, Clay. Since Jeff is alive, there was never an accident so Sherri doesn’t go to jail. She just has to pay a fine for running over the stop sign and then she’ll be okay because she’s a pretty nice girl. Our little Tony Padilla can finally spend quality time with his boyfriend, Brad. They actually end up living next door to Hannah and Clay in the future. Zach Dempsey stops hanging out with bad influences and becomes a basketball-playing marine biologist like he wanted. Alex Standall and Jessica Davis both apologize to Hannah and they reform FML and they never break their friendship ever again. Also, Bryce Walker lands his ass in jail where he deserves to be. That’s the real ending and you can’t convince me that’s not what happened.

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there’s a good reason these tables are numbered honey, you just haven’t thought of it yet // panic! at the disco

Please stop the hate for Touka

The amount of hate for Touka in the ship tag is ridiculous, like people straight up wish her to die because her relationship with Kaneki is “unhealthy” and “abusive” or just so that their ships won’t go down. Meanwhile Touka was the one who trained Kaneki when he first became a ghoul, who risked her life to save him from Aogiri, and also the one who decided to wait for him if Kaneki ever returned and built :re as a place he could call home.

She even went so far as saying she would have sex with him if it meant he could have a reason to stay and know that people truly cared about him. Touka is neither insane nor obsessed, she had grown out of her bitter phase towards CCG in TG and become a calm and more understanding person in TG: re who knows what she wants, who wishes for Kaneki to live and is willing to stay by his side no matter what.

And all of that was unhealthy just because she hit Kaneki a few times or kept him waiting for a couple hours while she literally waited for him for 3 years without knowing whether or not he would come back, and even accepted to stay away if Kaneki could live peacefully as Haise? No, it is not.

 I get that you have your freedom of choosing whom to ship, and I don’t hate any of the ships within the fandom, but was it necessary to wish Touka dead while she has repeatedly been shown to be the only possible person Kaneki might have romantic feelings for throughout the series by Ishida himself since day one? Ship all you want, I don’t care, I know how it feels to ship non-canon couples or crack ships, but it does not mean insulting the female character is okay under any circumstances. That just makes shippers become ugly to the fandom. And even if she dies in the future, your ships have almost zero chance of becoming canon because this is not BL nor would it be the right direction of the manga. Ishida never states that Kaneki has romantic feelings for any male characters throughout the series, and suddenly having him fall in love with other female characters is just plain weird. Kaneki is someone who had been through so much that he hardly found romance in anyone anymore, Rize is basically a plot device and the cause for his tragic life, Akira and Amon are canon, Eto is presumably dead and had fucked Kaneki up badly before, Hinami is his little sister, Miza is a Aogiri member that barely interacted with him before Goat, Mutsuki is a bit fucked up in the head and someone he considers a student just as Saiko. Looking at the full picture of TG, Touka is the only woman who was fully established and developed alongside Kaneki as a possible love interest for him and explicitly told Kaneki she liked him that way. I mean, even his Haise personality had a crush on her. I perceive Haise as someone Kaneki would have become had he not been involved in the past tragedies, who actually had time to think about a love life and be happy as a normal person, and that side of him also chose Touka to be a love interest.

Canon evidence and yet people still think Kaneki won’t be happy with Touka by his side. This is the most healthy relationship Kaneki/Haise can possibly have within the messed up world of his already, and there is nothing more I love for Kaneki than to find someone who truly loves him and stays by his side so that he can develop into a more positive and cheerful person. So please, do not spread hate to the ship tag or Ishida just because your ships did not come true.

Far too young to die

Request by @mr-robot-x : How would Jeff react when the reader dies in the accident instead of him. Clay and Justin support him.

A/N: I really enjoyed writing this, i listened to soooo many sad songs while writing this and idek how many times i watched my baby Jeff’s death scene and cried. Two of my friends read this and they cried. WE NEED TO PROTECT MY BABY, HE IS TOO PURE FOR THIS CRUEL WORLD

PLAYLIST

  • Saturn - Sleeping at last
  • If I die young - The band perry (iconic song in my opinion)
  • My immortal - Evanescence
  • People help the people - Birdy
  • Moments - One Direction 
  • The whole playlist for 13rw


Jeff’s POV

It was never supposed to happen this way. It should have been me! If that stupid stop sign wasn’t down and if I wasn’t drunk maybe things wouldn’t have ended this way.

*flashback* Y/N POV

As you got ready for the first party of the year, settling on a black romper and flats, you get a text from Jeff.

”be there by 20:30 x”

As you finished doing your hair, you heard your parents and who you presumed to be Jeff. As you walked into the kitchen it was as if he could sense your presence because he turned to you and flashed you a smile that was reserved only for you. You stood next to him and he wrapped his arm around your waist and pressed a loving kiss on your forehead. The drive to Jessica’s house was in a comfortable silence, with you humming to the tune of whatever song was on the radio and Jeff focusing on the road and having his hand resting on your leg.

You both stayed together for the duration of the party, as usual. You decided it was best that you not drink seeing that Jeff decided to play beer pong and someone will have to be the designated driver. You saw Clay and Hannah together and it looked like things were going well. Anyone could see that they liked each other if you paid enough attention. It seemed like the two were just waiting for the other to make the first move. Jeff was really doing a good deed by helping Clay, and from what you’ve heard, Hannah deserves happiness after everything the people at this school has put her through.

It was getting late, so you decided it be best that you and Jeff leave before he gets too drunk, knowing that he will regret it tomorrow morning. As you drove, Jeff filled the silence, “We should go for breakfast tomorrow”, he spoke. You smiled at him, “How about lunch? I don’t think your hangover is going to let you leave bed before 10″, you looked at him and laughed. But you were cut short by the sound of screeching tyres and crash, and everything suddenly went black.

You could hear a voice scream your name, no wait two voices. “y/n wake up, baby please just move, open your eyes. Do something so i know you’re okay please.” Jeff. “Jeff we have to get you out!” said the second voice. “NO! She needs to be okay Clay!” Clay, it’s Clay. You tried, you really tried to move but it was like you were stuck in cement. You wanted to just wrap your arms around Jeff and tell him that everything was going to be okay. That’s when you heard the sirens, the ambulance, Jeff still calling out your name. It pained you to hear him call and you not being able to do anything. It all sounded so distant, it sounded like it was happening miles away from the place you were. But what you heard next didn’t feel distant, it felt like it was being screamed into your ear. “Driver, female, late teens, time of death: 00:26.″

*present* Jeff’s POV

It’s been three days. Three days since I lost her. As I walk into school, everyone looks at me with sympathy and there’s road safety posters plastered everywhere. Are you fucking kidding me? “follow the rules of the road”, “road safety isn’t a joke.” Maybe if the fucking stop sign was up she would still be here. 

“Jeff, wait up”

“Clay, uh-hi”

“I’m not gonna ask how you’re holding up, but you’re my friend and I need to know if you’re gonna be okay at school.”

“I don’t know anymore, there was this part of me hoping she would be there waiting at my locker like she usually does, standing there with open arms ready to tell me it was all a nightmare and that she wouldn’t leave me.”

“Hey listen, everything becomes too much, just tell me and we can put our lessons on hold.”

“No, no don’t do that. She believed in me Clay, she always believed I would would get my grades up and play again and I can at least do that for her.”

“Jeff you know I’m always gonna be here okay? Just don’t do anything you’ll regret, just talk to me okay?”

“yeah thanks Clay”

*2 months later*

She would be proud, y/n would be proud. I got my grades up and coach is going to let me play again. I just wish she was her to see this. “And now stepping up to the plate, Liberty High’s golden boy has returned, Jeff Atkins!”

As I walked onto the field I felt like everything was coming together. I took my position, ready to use all my built up anger and frustration and hit the ball. That’s when I heard it, I looked into the crowd to see where that voice came from but no one was there. I shook it off and got into position again, then there she was, the biggest smile and cheering me on from “her spot” in the crowd and i froze, the bat falling to my feet as i stood there staring at the place she would always stand during my games.

“Jeff! hey man what happened? you good?” someone said as they placed their hand on my shoulder, forcing me to move my gaze from the crowd. “She was there, I heard her voice and I thought I saw her Justin.” “Jeff she’s not there, I’m sorry.” “She was always at my games, she wouldn’t miss any of them. She was my lucky charm.” “Jeff there’s something you need to know about the night of the accident. I-uh Hannah said something after she died, but I can’t say anything. Sheri is the only one who can tell you what really happened that night….”


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Jealousy Games 02

Originally posted by yourpinkpill

Description: You decide to play a game of push and pull with your ex Jungkook, bringing Jimin along for the ride.

Pairing: JungkookxReaderxJimin

Genre: Smut (M)

Word Count: 6.2k

Index: 01, 02

Warnings: Jungkook’s POV, masturbation, dirty talk, voyeurism. 

A/N: Alright y’all. Here it is. After this chapter, we can officially head into everything @ellieljade and I have planned. You’re not ready, tbh. As always, thank you to Nicole for being my beta and soundboard. 

Enjoy~!

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Mine

Originally posted by worldstyles

REQUEST: Jealous Harry smut

HARRY’S TEXTS // (Y/N)’S TEXTS

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iris west week 📰 day seven
iris + au ⚡ a barista by day, iris west teams up with superheroes cynthia reynolds and linda park to fight crime by night. she loves what she does, but she hates keeping it a secret from her best friend stacy conwell.

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“So the idea here is that Kylo Ren’s gotten inside of Rey’s head, sees that she has seen the map and is now letting go of the droid as his goal, and focusing just on her. And clearly you think, well he must be able to just extract the information he wants now. But because he’s taken her, you get a sense that there might be something else going on here.”

feysand17  asked:

Feysand NSFW Headcannons

What have you guys done to me! hahah

-Feysand man.  Ultimate horndogs Those two have no limits to what they wont do in public. table- done, wall- done,  Rhys liked to make sure they are around enough people so that everyone knows that Feyre is his.  Feyre loves it.

-Rhys is definitely a giver.

-He also loves whispering in Feyre’s ear and she comes like right there! VERY DIRTY THINGS, JESUS RHYS CALM DOWN

-Rhys motto is ‘nice guys finish last, becasue they make sure the girl finishes first.  Multiple times.’ His focus is solely on Feyre and her pleasure

-FEYRE IS NOT INNOCENT OKAY does anyone remember when she went down on him? Yeah she’s WICKED.  Queen of Tease. but also its payback becasue Rhys had her trembling and was teasing her, so she thinks its only fair to do it back

-Eye contact

-Thigh kisses, Rhys just smirks the next morning becasue he knows its his fault and he loves it

-Feyre and her lacy underthings…Kills Rhys.  For someone who loves teasing Feyre he really can’t handle it when she does it to him and he can’t handle her red underware that they picked up together.

-One day Rhys is with Cassian and Azriel and Feyre send him a dirty imagine of them in his mind just like he did to her and Rhys FUCKING TRIPS and lands on his face. Cassian WONT LET IT GO FOR THE REST OF HIS LIFE. big powerful Rhys fell because all the brain that was supposed to be in his head was in other places.

-Feyre loves when they are in a room full of people and she come behind him and means to put a hand on his shoulder but instead runs her fingers along his wings and rhys is like “fuckkkkk why you do this to me you wicked woman.” feyre is grinning

-They can go at it hard but they can tell from the others eye contact that they are SOOOO loved.

-Hand holding ALL THE TIME, walking around velaris, in court of nightmare they are always together becasue they just love each other so much. 

-As much as Rhys’ likes calling her his mate, Feyre also like its when he calls her his wife becasue she melts a little inside, like damn I still can’t believe this gorgeous, courageous, fae male is mine, and that he loves me this much.’ honestly feyre still can’t believe how lucky she is like 50 years later.  Rhys always tells her to stop think about that becasue he is the one who is lucky to have her.

These two just KILLL ME ugh, hope you like these :)

GODDAMNIT THAT WAS PERFECT AND I AM SO MANY EMOTIONS AT THE SAME TIME IDK WHAT TO DO ABOUT IT BUT LIKE 

FIRST OF ALL, CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW KILLIAN JONES JUST LOOKS MILDLY IRRITATED AT POTENTIALLY BEING BURNED AT THE STAKE?

AND EMMA SWAN BURSTS IN, IN TRUE EMMA SWAN FASHION. WITH ONE THIRD OF A PLAN AND A TON OF FUCKING LET’S DOOOOO THIS!

AND KILLIAN IS LIKE OMG IS THIS A FUCKING DREAM EMMA EMMA EMMA EMMA

HE FOLLOWS HER THROUGH A PORTAL JUST LIKE HE DID WHEN THEY FIRST GOT TOGETHER. ALWAYS FOLLOWING HER HOME.

THIS WAS AMAZING BECAUSE HE’S LITERALLY RIGHT ON TOP OF HER AND HE MUST BE HEAVY BUT EMMA’S JUST LIKE YESSSSSS MY PIRTAE IS BACK IN MY ARMS

AND THEY JUST HAVE EYES FOR EACH OTHER. CAN WE TALK ABOUT THAT? REGINA AND HENRY HELP THEM UP BUT THESE TWO ASSHOLES

CAN ONLY LOOK AND TALK TO EACH OTHER AND CANNOT STOP FUCKING TOUCHING. THIS WHOLE SCENE, THEY’RE CONSTANTLY TOUCHING AND IT HURTS ME. LOOK AT THIS TENDERNESS LIKE THE FUCKKK

AND HER GIVING HIM HIS HOOK BACK BECAUSE SHE KNOWS HOW THAT MUST BE BOTHERING HIM AND YOU CAN TOTALLY TELL HOW INTIMATE OF A MOMENT THIS IS BECAUSE REGINA IS LOOKING AWAY THE WHOLE TIME BECAUSE THIS IS SO COUPLE-Y AND INTIMATE AND THE FUCKING FUCK

AND STILL THEY ONLY LOOK AT ONE ANOTHER AND EMMA’S PUTTING HIS HOOK ON FOR HIM AND I JUST DIE BECAUSE HOW MANY TIMES HAS SHE DONE THIS ALREADY? EARLY IN THE MORNING, PUTTING IT ON FOR HIM BEFORE KISSING HIM GOODBYE OR TAKING IT OFF AT NIGHT WHEN THEY GET HOME AND HIS ARM IS DRAPED AROUND HER ON THE SOFA AND SHE JUST PULLS IT OFF AND I AM JUST IMAGINING A MILLION MOMENTS AND IT IS KILLING MEEE

THE APOLOGIES WERE FUCKING PERFECTION. 

AND THE FACT THAT THEY BOTH APOLOGISED FOR THEIR MISTAKES AND THEIR OWN FEARS IN THE FIGHT THEY HAD AND THE BOTH OF THEM UNDERSTANDING ONE ANOTHER’S FEARS TOO LIKE HOW PERFECT

AND THEN THIS. FUCKING THIS. I KNEW IT WAS COMING. I WAS NOT READY AT ALL. LIKE AND HE EVEN SAID BEFORE I GET THROWN INTO ANOTHER PORTAL AND LIKE REGINA AND HENRY LEAVE BECAUSE IT’S AN INTIMATE MOMENT AND THE FUCK IS THIS BULLSHIT WHY ARE THEY SO PERFECT

AND THE RIGHT WAY THIS TIME HE SAYS. FUCK ME DEAD OK?

AND THIS SPEECH. CARVE IT INTO MY FUCKING SOUL BECAUSE IT CANNOT GET BETTER THAN THIS. HE’S ASSURING HER, PROMISING HER THAT SHE CAN BE CERTAIN OF THE ONE THING SHE HAS ALWAYS BEEN AFRAID OF HER WHOLE LIFE. THAT HE WILL NEVER ABANDON HER. THAT HE WILL BE BY HER SIDE, ALWAYS. SHE CAN BE CERTAIN OF THIS FACT.

THE SKY IS BLUE AND THE GRASS IS GREEN AND KILLIAN JONES WILL ALWAYS BE ON EMMA SWAN’S SIDE.

THIS LOOK KILLS ME. HE IS SO IN LOVE WITH HER AND I AM SO FUCKING HURT.

*THROWS THINGS* FUCK THIS. FUCKING FUCK THE SMILING AND THE CRYING AND THE PURENESS OF THIS MOMENT.

WILL YOU MARRY ME, HE ASKS. AS THOUGH SHE COULD EVER SAY ANYTHING BUT YES. LOOK AT HIS STUPID HAIR AND HIS STUPID EYES FULL OF HOPE AND HIS LIPS IN A HALF SMILE. LOOOOOK

AND THEN SHE FUCKING–SHE FUCKING KNEELS TOO. 

OF COURSE SHE SAID YES BUT FUCKING LOOK HOW HAPPY THEY ARE I CANNOT BELIEVE THAT I HAVE BEEN BLESSED ONCE MORE TO SEE THIS HAPPEN IN THE WORLD.

THE PURE, WONDERFUL BEAUTY OF KILLIAN JONES AND EMMA SWAN IN LOVE.

THE FUCK IS THISSSSSS. THE SMILING AND THE FACE TOUCHING AND THE SMILING AND THE FOREHEAD LEANING AND THE SMILING UGHH

SHE’S MUSSED UP HIS HAIR AND SHE WON’T STOP TOUCHING HIMMMM 

THE WAY SHE LOOKS AT HIM WHEN HE’S NOT LOOKING? THAT SLAYS ME MORE THAN ANYTHING EVER. SHE LOVES HIM SO MUCH. LOOK AT THOSE EYES.

LOOK AT THEMMM *THROWS MORE THINGS*

AND FUCKING SNOW WHITE AND PRINCE CHARMING WENT INTO A SLEEPING CURSE

TO SAVE HIM AND HE’S LIKE FUCKING FUCK BECAUSE WHO WOULD EVER AND HE’S GOT SO MANY PEOPLE WHO LOVE HIM NOW AND HE’S JUST OVERWHELMED

BUT THEY NEVER LET GO OF EACH OTHER’S HANDS KILL ME DEAD

I AM NOT A HUMAN ANYMORE.

MY BODY IS A PUDDLE ON THE FLOOR.

HELP, I NEED A HUG.

-A POEM BY A DECEASED FANGIRL