so i wanted to do something kinda special

EXO & makeouts

Xiumin:

• caresses your cheeks and behind your ear while he drives you crazy with his warm lips

• totally will bite on your lips if you made a small moan

• whispers intangible things against your mouth but it’s probably something like “god, you’re so beautiful” and “did you like that?”

• a hard core butt grabber, beware


Suho:

• so sweet and gentle and takes his time, kissing you all over your face

• giggles in between kisses, esp when you put your hands underneath his shirt

• says some really corny shit when you both pull away for a quick breath “have you always looked this perfect or is it my kisses?”

• twirls your hair around with his fingers as he kisses you, probably intentionally to make you moan his name


Lay:

• him kissing you is always unexpected but welcomed nonetheless

• likes to lay or sit in between your thighs when making out, probably squeezing them every so often

• pulls away when he hears your breath hitching, and smiles while leaning his head against yours “take your time, baby”

• goes crazy when you bite his lips, and he’ll do the same in return until moving down to give little nips at your neck


Baekhyun:

• you’d think he’d be rated R, but all he wants to do is hold hands aww

• is hella impatient tho and most makeout sessions would end in something more, but he’s learned to relax and take his time

• this is when he comes up with most of his cheesy nicknames for you, esp if you ever dared to moan his name “oooohhhhhhhh baekhyun ;;;;;; yeee that’s my name”

• will guide your hand and silently beg you to play with his hair and relaxes into your touch when you do


Chen:

• a GOD at French kissing oh my lord

• grabs your neck with one hand to keep you steady against his own lips, while his other finds its way around your lower back or your thighs

• boy is not shy with letting you hear how you make him feel, he’s moaning and breathing hard and not making it easy on you tbfh “Why don’t we do this every single day until we die?”

• you’ll find yourself between his legs or sitting completely on top of him at some point


Chanyeol:

• has no idea what to do with his shaky hands until you guide them somewhere

• sits like a stiff rock and lets you do whatever, until he starts to get the hang of it and feels more relaxed pressed up against you

• he’ll sound like he just woke up when he decides to make some noises, deep morning voice and everything “do you wanna move to the bed?”

• his tall af legs will wrap around you somehow, so you’re kinda cuddling and making out at the same time


D.O:

• his huge and plump lips will pretty much devour yours, don’t deny it

• doesn’t use his hands too much, but will occasionally tug on your hair and link your fingers with his

• his weakness is when you’re wearing something kinda revealing, he’ll trace his fingers over your thighs ever so slightly and smiles when he feels your goosebumps “you cold, y/n?”

• melts when you wrap your arms around his waist completely


Kai:

• wants to hear little praises from you

• oml PLEASE use any nickname when you’re kissing him, he’ll legit do anything and everything for you if you called him by a special name

• it’s almost unbearable bc he’ll always pull away and give you such an intense dreamy look, then go back to roughly kissing you, and repeating it “I could do this forever with you”

• loves giving Eskimo kisses afterwards


Sehun:

• a deer in the headlights sometimes, but he catches on what you like and don’t like

• loves pleasing you more than anything, so just make one sound and he’ll keep doing it

• open-mouthed kisses will leave him breathless and he’ll totally prop you up on his lap to have better access

• pretends as if he doesn’t have time for makeout sessions but he’s always the one initiating them lmao

Originally posted by intokai

Namaste

So this is a silly little thing I wrote for my lovely friend @anuecc. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! 💙 I am still intent on dragging your cute, yoga toned ass down to drarry hell ;)


Harry should have known this was a bad idea. A really, really bad idea. But to be fair, who in Merlin’s name would have expected Draco Malfoy showing up here, looking… like this?

“Malfoy,” Harry spluttered, his voice sounding embarrassingly raspy. “Are you… Is that a crop top?”

Malfoy raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms in front of his chest, seeming unconcerned.

“Is that what this is called?”

Harry swallowed around the lump that was building in his throat. Dear Merlin! Malfoy’s stomach looked simply delicious! And the way his trousers hugged his hips!

“Um… aren’t those trousers a little tight?”

Malfoy narrowed his eyes.

“I was told this is what Muggles wear when they do…” He waved a hand around in the air, clearly searching for the right word. “Whatever this is called.”

“It’s called Yoga,” Harry sighed, “and we’re going to be late. Come on.”

Harry held the door open for him and immediately wished he had gone in first. Watching Malfoy’s perfect bum move in those trousers was torture. Malfoy briefly hesitated after a few steps, looking around the room.

“What is this, Potter?” he hissed under his breath. “We’re the only blokes here.”

Harry blushed and wordlessly made his way to the last two spare yoga mats, right in the middle of the room.

“I will kill Shacklebolt for this,” Harry heard Malfoy mutter. “Last week, he sent us on that bloody camping trip and now this?”

Harry sighed as he sat down on his yoga mat. He peeked at the two girls beside him, who were laughing about something and tying their blonde hair into buns. Trying to drop his voice into a whisper, so they wouldn’t hear, he spat, “It would be so much easier if you weren’t such a prat, Malfoy. He wants us to get along. I hate to say this, but we’ve compromised two of our missions now because we couldn’t agree on-”

“That wasn’t my fault,” Malfoy interrupted him. “My approach was better than yours. Why did I have to get you as my partner anyway?”

“Well, maybe you should have thought about that before you applied to become an Auror. You knew it was what I wanted to do and you knew there would be a chance we would end up as partners. Just my luck.” Harry muttered the last part under his breath, but Malfoy must have heard, because he shot Harry a dark look, before plopping down on the yoga mat in front of him.

“Hello everyone,” the instructor said in an overly breathy voice. Harry suspected it was meant to be soothing, but it just sounded really odd.

“We will begin today’s class by trying to reconnect to our breath,” she continued. “Now, bring your palms together in front of your heart, really press them together and close your eyes.”

“You must be kidding me,” Harry heard Malfoy sneer.

“Now take a deep breath in through your nose… but do it gently…”

Harry startled at the collective intake of breath that sounded like a giant was gasping.

“… and then press your lips together as you slooooowly exhale. Imagine that the sound you’re making right now is the sound of ocean waves rolling in and out, in and out…”

Harry could practically see Malfoy rolling his eyes, even from the back of his head.

“Breathe innnn…. breathe ou-hhhh-t.”

“Seriously, she wants to teach me how to breathe?” Malfoy snarled, turning his head back to Harry.

“Stop complaining and just do it,” Harry whispered.

Of course, Malfoy continued with his little commentary.

“…Downward-facing dog? Who came up with that name?”

“…Ow! This is not a natural pose for a human!”

“…What do you mean ‘lift your leg’? If I do that, I’m never going to have any children!”

“…Merlin, is this woman trying to break my neck?”

Harry pressed his lips into a tight line to keep himself from snickering. Malfoy’s hissing was rather distracting. As was…

“Potter! Stop staring at my arse!”

“Am not,” Harry mumbled, mentally slapping himself for getting caught like that.

“Good, good,” the instructor crooned. “Now, we take a little break. Sit down on your yoga mat and let the person next to you massage your feet.

“Ugh, why feet,” the girl next to Harry groaned. He smiled at her awkwardly, to which she bit her lip.

“No offense,” she said, “but I’m not letting a stranger touch my feet.”

“Fair enough,” Harry mumbled and turned to Malfoy.

“Don’t you dare, Potter,” he growled, when Harry stretched out his hands towards his feet.

“Yeah okay, maybe we skip that one,” Harry muttered sheepishly.

“We should have skipped the whole class.”

Harry usually didn’t agree with Malfoy, but when the instructor told them they would be doing partner poses now, he cursed Kingsley under his breath.

“Now, stand up and face each other.”

They did, but not without scowling at each other.

“Place your feet firmly on the ground and stretch out your hands. Press your palms against the palms of your partner.”

Harry almost flinched when their hands touched. If he had known touching would be involved, he probably would have refused to come here altogether. Thinking about touching Malfoy in the privacy of his own home was one thing, but actually doing it in a room with a bunch of strangers, that was something else entirely. Why did Malfoy have to be so handsome? It was irritating.

“Now slowly bend forward,” the instructor said in her breathy voice, “until your foreheads are touching. Your arms should be up, over your head.”

Harry tried to control his face, praying he wasn’t blushing. When his black hair mingled with blonde, he heard Malfoy making an odd sound.

“This is disgusting,” Malfoy muttered. “We’re both sweating.”

“And it wouldn’t be disgusting if we weren’t?”

Harry startled when Malfoy slightly raised his chin. Their noses were touching and Harry could feel Malfoy’s breath on his lips.

“Don’t think I haven’t noticed the way you have been looking at me all day,” Malfoy said with narrowed eyes. “Or how I woke up with an arm draped over me when we were camping last week.”

“Oh. I- I thought you woke up after me,” Harry mumbled, definitely blushing now. “You didn’t say anything about it.”

Yes, why hadn’t Malfoy said anything about that? He could have made fun of Harry for days.

“You really are thick, Potter,” Malfoy said in a teasing tone, as the instructor walked by them to correct the pose of the couple beside them.

“Good job everyone. Now, turn around, so you’re back to back and link your arms at the elbows.”

“Um, Malfoy,” Harry said, when Malfoy stepped closer to him and put his hands on Harry’s hip. “I think she just told us to turn around.”

Malfoy’s lips stretched into a huge smirk. He leaned forward, his cheek briefly brushing Harry’s, until his lips were right at Harry’s ear.

“I won’t stop you if you want to.”

Harry choked on his own breath, his eyes going wide.

“Come on,” Malfoy chuckled, “we’re hitting the showers.”

“But class is not over yet,” Harry mumbled absentmindedly.

“Well, I want to try some… different kind of poses.”

“Oh,” was all Harry was able to say.

“You do remember how to do a water repellant charm, don’t you?”

“Yeah. Why?” Harry frowned.

“We need to use it on your Muggle distant-talking device.”

“My… you mean my phone.”

Malfoy nodded.

“And why exactly do we need to do that?”

“Well, after Shacklebolt went through all this trouble, so we would get along, he really should get something in return for his hard work.”

Harry stared blankly at him.

“What?”

“We’ll send him proof,” Malfoy winked.

“We’ll- what?”

“Come on, Potter,” Malfoy chuckled darkly as he tugged Harry forward, “we have important Auror business to attend to.”


Special thanks to @demelzasings, the Ellipsis Queen! :D

Not Quite ‘The Chosen One’

Anonymous asked: “Hi Lizard! I’m having a problem with motivations. I want my villain to take notice of my protagonist but it feels like he has no reason to, and I absolutely hate ‘The Chosen One’ or ‘the I’m SO special and powerful’ tropes which kinda feels like my only options… Do you have any advice for me?”

To be honest, “The Chosen One” isn’t something that bothers me as a reader, though, I read a big mix of things and perhaps if I was strictly a fan of fantasy, maybe it would get old fast. 

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Coward (Reggie Mantle)


Hey I loved your Archie smut can you do something where Reggie likes you and everyone can tell including you but hes kinda scared because youre a big deal in school? idk if that makes sense but would be so good if you could write it. smut or not im sure it wil be amazing thanks!x

Warnings:smutty mcsmut smut,swearing and just dirty minds all round

requested

valentines day. Or dick day, Veronica liked call it, was the one day you kinda hated. Everyone in school would go all cliche and sickly sweet wanting to feel special or loved by a guy for the day, and honestly you kinda didn’t get the hype. You wasnt exactly the romantic type, not being able to hold down a relationship since your spring break romances shanangians so you wasnt really feeling the love in the air- well until you and the gang got invited to a valentines house party.


“I mean yes you dont need dick to have a good time there but” she trailed off “This is Reggie Mantle we’re talking about.” 

“well if he doesnt want to ask me out, i guess he isnt getting any that night.” you shrugged walking off to your next class. you sat in your usual seat to see a note on your desk. you rolled your eyes wondering what pathetic shit someone had said now.

better be ready for reggies the dick tomorrow night. 

you rolled your eyes at the pursposfully scribbed out reggie but couldnt hep but blush at the fact he couldnt speak to you. you found it cute. you turned to see a crude smirk on Chucks face, simply wriggling his brows as you figited with the note in your hand. 

“ if hes gonna dick me down, he should have the decency to say hello and get me a drink first.” you commented bitting the corner of your lip trying to stop yourself from smiling 

“is that a smile from miss l/n?” Chuck laughed. “ we shit if reg knew you liked him back like he liked you maybe he would have got laid a long time ago.

your expression droppped at his response, throwing a pencil at his head. 



You heard the music blaring from the huge house as you stood admiring the place. It wasnt the first time going to Chucks house for parties but you honestly couldn’t remember anything 10 minutes of being there. You walked in to see your friends enjoying themselves at the rave; music blaring, drinks flowing uncontrollably, girls and guys making out and the odd guy passed out on the floor. Everything you remembered before getting shit faced drunk. You ran over into Veronica and Betty’s arms as they handed you shots, letting the night commence .

You stumbled to the bathroom 6 round of tequila shots and a bottle of vodka later placing your cup of water (doubtful) on the side as you sorted out your outfit, pulling at your dress and putting the strands of hair back in place as you swayed to the music. Finally ready to get back to your friends you had Reggie, also a little drunk stumble into the bathroom locking the door behind him. His eyes were roaming your body, mind undressing you right in front of you and thats when you hesitated for a moment, realising that he was here for one reason and that he wasnt going to pass. you bit your lip, suddeny craving Reggie more then you had ever really realised. without thinking you crashed your lips into his, allowing access immediety, hugrly wanting his kiss. your tongues moved in motion, his hands moving further up your thigh causing you to moan. you was under a trance by Reggies touch and you wanted more, your breathing began to deepen as you felt his fingers tease you as he had easy access. the sheer pleasure was electrifying, his fingers now inside you, his lips planting hard kissing on your neck with the music base pounding through you (which wasnt the only thing that wanted to pound you) you pulled at his belt buckle wanting him more then you had ever realised, more then you ever knew. Reggie was too entranced to even realise what you wanted- you pulled away, looking him his eyes, eyes full of lust. He let out a rough “Fuck” and instantly took off his belt. He picked you up and sat you on the sink, your skin shivering as it hit the cold tiles. You closed your eyes trying to patiently wait for him to get a condom on so you could be fucked by Reggie but honestly you couldn’t wait. “Just fuck me already” you cried as you felt your body feel more and more distressed without his touch. You felt him tease you for a second but you knew it was too much, even for Reggie to wait, he was inside you instantly, making your whole body tingle as he quickened his pace as you tightened your thighs around him. You needed to catch your breath as you tried to silently let out the moans you wanted to scream. The moments of bliss and sheer pleasure was uncontrollably amazing and you knew you was about to reach your climax. You clung onto Reggies neck as your head flung back as he thrusted himself into you the last time as you both came.You fluttered your eyes open and saw Reggie face millimetres from yours, smile on his face. “I’m no coward babe” he whispered making you smile You pulled your dress down and quickly straightened your hair back with your hands and Reggie pulled up his jeans and grabbed his belt leaving the bathroom, you following as though nothing happened to see the four of your friends stood there, smirks plastered on their faces. “That’s the dick glow” V smirked cocking a brow “He definitely took her for a ride” Jug murmured making the other three burst into laughter as you pursed your lips pushing Jughead to shut up, but he was right, Reggie definitely did.

SF!Paps x Reader Fluff

Raffle Winner One-shot
For @artsietango
SFW SF!Paps x Reader smooch/ confession


Papyrus came in every day, like clockwork, and ordered a shot of whiskey and a bottle of barbecue sauce.  

You’d been working at Muffet’s for several months now, and despite the fact that it was monster-run (and that the job had taken you a considerable amount of courage to accept with your arachnophobia), your presence as a human had helped draw a more diverse crowd.  Muffet mixed the drinks with a deft, practiced speed that only someone with three sets of arms could possess, while you carried a platter of drinks from table to table, and numerous little spiders took pastries and burgers to customers from a network of webs in the top of the tavern.  

And every day since you started, Papyrus would walk in and sit at the same seat in the same booth and order the same thing.  

You slide the barbecue sauce to him as you pass his table and wink.  Papyrus usually chuckles and calls you saucy, but this time, he doesn’t even acknowledge you.  He’s got his hood pulled up, and he’s looking down at the table, his usual laid-back grin pulled into a grim line.  The expression startles you enough that you falter in your steps and cause the tray to unbalance, a few drinks sliding along the edge of your platter.  Hurriedly, you correct yourself before they spill and keep going, but you’re distracted as you distribute your orders.

What was wrong with him?

By the time you make it back around to his table, he’s already got two empty shot glasses in front of him, and three spiders are bringing a third glass down the web.  "Hey, Rus.  You didn’t even say hi to me,“ you state lightly, trying to rib him into a response.

His phalanges close around the shot glass, and he shrugs lightly.  His posture’s slouched, with his elbows on the table.  "hey.  sorry,” he mutters, holding up the whiskey to stare unseeingly at it.  

“You’re really pounding them back,” you observe, trying to tread lightly.  Usually, your friend is full of jokes and flirtatious remarks.  You’ve never seen him in a mood this sullen.

He hums, though the sound is nearly lost in the music playing from the jukebox.  "jus’ needed somethin’ to whiskey me away for a bit,“ he murmurs, before taking the shot.  He chases it with a swig of barbecue sauce, straight from the bottle.  You’ve never understood the appeal, and it doesn’t seem to be a monster thing.  But it’s definitely a Rus thing.

“Wanna talk about it?”

He finally turns his head to look at you, his orange eyelights shifting along your body, up to your face.  When his gaze locks with yours, you see resignation flash through his expression, before it hardens.  "actually, yeah, i–“

"Hey!  You!  Can I get my drinks here or what?”

You turn to face a group of humans sitting at the booth across from Papyrus’s.  They look like a rowdy crew to you, but you know you have to keep your smile on your face when you address them if you want to keep them placated.  "I’ll be with you in just a moment,“ you insist in your Professional Voice, which only makes another one of the men sigh.

"We’ve been waiting forever, but those creepy spiders aren’t coming!”

Ugh.  You turn toward Papyrus, but he’s already shaking his head and taking another gulp of his barbecue sauce.  "work’s callin’ you,“ he states the obvious.

He’s right.  If it wasn’t a Friday night, you’d have a better chance of being able to sit and talk to him.  "I’ll be right back,” you promise with a sigh, before turning and going to collect the human group’s order from the bar.  

When you reach the humans, you place your platter on the edge of their table to balance it.  "Okay, so who ordered what?“

One of the men grins.  "Why don'tcha guess?”

You really don’t have time for this.  "I really don’t know.  Did you have the bourbon and coke?“

The group laughs; apparently, you got it wrong.  

One of the man’s buddies leans in.  "What kind of drink do you like, babe?”  His eyes flick up and down your body.  "Sex on the beach?“

Ugh.  Keep your smile on your face; you’re representing the entire establishment when you serve someone.  Muffet taught you that–and if the customers decided to leave, your pay would end up docked.  The spider monster happened to be fiercely competitive, likely because of the bakery that had opened up across the street.  Apparently, Muffet and Grillby had some sort of bad history Underground. 

You laugh without any feeling behind it and shake your head.  "So you must be the one that ordered the Screwdriver,” you state tightly, moving the drink in front of him.  The others laugh, and you take a moment to cut your gaze toward Papyrus’s booth.  He’s staring at you directly, another empty shot glass in front of him, his expression blank and unreadable.  It’s difficult to even see his eyelights within his sockets at this point.  

This is taking too long.

“And you must have the Magic Night,” you guess randomly, sliding one of the cocktails with magic liquor in front of another human.  It crackles and fizzles, swirling with purples and reds.  

“So what’re you doing after work?  I can show you a real magic night,” the human states with a smirk and a brow wag, while his buddies laugh and shout exaggerated ’Oooohhh!’s

Your smile tightens.  "I doubt that,“ you shoot back before you can stop yourself, which wipes the smirk right off his face and causes the others to shove him with more exaggerated shouts.  They’re obviously already drunk.  

"Ouch.  Well, I could at least buy you one,” the man offers, holding up his magic cocktail for emphasis.  

“I’m sorry, but I–”  you glance back toward Papyrus… only to spot him walking out of the bar.  Your heart sinks, and you start unloading the rest of the drinks randomly onto the table.  "I have to go.“

You rush toward the front doors, calling out to the bouncer (a hamster monster in a leather, studded jacket), "I’m taking my break!”

You burst through the doors and spot Papyrus leaning against the building, a lit dog treat between his teeth.  Purple smoke curls around his face, and your steps begin to slow as you approach.  "Rus, I thought you wanted to talk.“  Your voice is slightly shaky.

"ya seemed busy tonight,” he replies with a shrug, holding the dog treat between his index and middle phalanges.  “’sides, it’s nothin’ really.”

Your chest clenches; you hate seeing him like this, so unlike the grinning pun-master you’ve come to befriend… and have a huge crush on.  Tentatively, you reach out and place your hand on his arm, gripping the thick fabric of his jacket.  His eyelights shift down to your fingers, staring at them, and you begin to feel self-conscious.  Usually, he’s all about physical contact and casual touches.  

“It doesn’t look like nothing to me, Rus.”

He flicks ashes on the sidewalk.  Standing outside, this close, you could smell just how heavily the alcohol is clinging to him.  It’s obvious now that he had been drinking before he even came to Muffet’s.  “jus’ somethin’ m’lord said to me today that’s been on my mind.”

You relax slightly.  You’re getting somewhere now.  “What did Sans say?”

Papyrus shrugs the opposite shoulder.  “it’s busy in there.  you should be gettin’ back.”

“No,” you blurt, hard enough that his gaze immediately flies to your face.  You know that your expression has hardened, your grip on his jacket tightening with your resolve.  “They can wait.  I don’t care.”

There’s an instant where his gaze searches yours for something, but you’re not sure what he’s hoping to find.  Then, he rather abruptly snags your waist with his arm and twists around the corner of the building, reversing your positions so that your back’s against the brick and he’s got one arm above your head, supporting his weight as he looms over you.  The alley is dark enough that you can see his orange eyelights clearly glowing in their dark sockets, and you can smell a mixture of alcohol and smoky barbecue permeating from his breath.  

Instantly, your breath catches in your throat.  His arm is still around your waist, trapped between your back and the wall, and now both of your hands are fisted in the front of his jacket.  

“but you care about me?”  

The query catches you by surprise enough that you forgot the last sentence that you had said, instead wondering if he’d somehow picked up on your crush.  Your face flushes hot, but you hold his gaze, taking in the sight of his sardonic smirk.  It wasn’t his usual flirtatious one–no, this one looked off, almost cruel.  Was he mocking your feelings?

Or mocking the possibility?

“Of course I do, Rus,” you evenly reply, lifting your chin ever-so-slightly.  A challenge.  “If something’s bothering you, then it’s bothering me, too.”

That seems to catch him off-guard; the smirk fades around the edges, the sides of his teeth twitching.  “heh, you sure ya wanna know?”

“Papyrus.”  Your hand moves up to cup his cheekbone as you say his full name, and his eyelights seem to glow even brighter.  His face tilts into your palm.  “Just talk to me.  Please.”

“ok.”  He sucks in a breath.  His fingers have wiggled beneath the hem of your shirt to trace idle patterns across your skin.  It’s not the first time he’s done this during your flirtatious moments, but it feels so much more intimate in this moment.  “humans and monsters really don’t mix in the long run, ya’know?”  You blink, sucking in a breath to refute him, but Papyrus shakes your hand off his cheek and continues.  “’specially skeleton monsters.  we’re a buncha bones, like a zombie or some kinda halloween decoration.  so why would a human want to be with a spooky skeleton when they could have their pick of any normal human out there?”  He shrugs, his fingers pressing into your skin, feeling the spinous processes of your spine.  “it jus’ sucks.”

His gaze focuses on yours, and he leans in closer, his face only a few inches from yours.  

“‘specially since there’s a human i’m really attached to.  i could probably get ‘em to jump my bones if i tried hard enough, sure, but… they’re not that kinda person.  they deserve better than that.”

His smirk has completely faded, and you feel your heart bottom-out into your stomach.  You’re looking at him with wide eyes, slowly processing the implications.  Your hand’s even still hovering near his face.  He starts to shake his head slightly and pull back, but you grip onto the front of his jacket again and stop him from moving away.  

“Wait.”

He freezes, his hand at your back stilling.  You’ve never been the one to make the first move, but dammit, you can’t let this opportunity go to waste.  You tug sharply on the front of his jacket and lean away from the wall at the same time, pressing your lips to his teeth.  He’s completely caught off-guard and stumbles back a step (okay, maybe you put a little too much momentum into the kiss when you pushed away from the wall–whoops), but his arm immediately tightens around your waist, pulling you close against his chest.  You try to put all of your reassurances, all of your feelings for him, into that kiss.  

And then you pull away, your face burning and your lips numb from the tingle of his teeth.  He smirks suddenly, and it’s finally a smirk you recognize on his features–teasing and confident.  “hey, ya’know what they say ‘bout assumin’, dont’cha?”

Oh shit.

Your heart drops.  You begin to backpedal.  “Shit, shit, sorry, I–”

Papyrus starts to chuckle, backing you against the wall again.  His forehead touches yours.  “darlin’, you’re adorable when you’re flustered, ya know that?  ‘course i was talkin’ about you.”

You groan.  Your heart’s hammering in your chest.  “Ha, ha.  Why don’t you stop talking and put your money where your mouth is.”

“ah, so you’re jus’ tryin’ to get tips from your best customer.  i see what that kiss was about now.”

Your arm winds around his neck, and you kiss him straight on the smirk.  He holds onto you tighter, forcing your back to arch away from the wall, pulling your body flush with his.  The sweater he always wears is too thick for you to feel his bones, but your fingers play with the ridges of his neck, and you feel his teeth part your lips.  Something slips into your mouth, warm and crackling with electric magic, and you realize it’s his tongue.  It’s not the first time you’ve seen it, but you never knew it would feel that amazing.  Your body feels hot and tingly, and your heart is pounding so forcefully against your sternum that you’re certain he can feel it, too.  

You’re drunk off his kiss–or maybe just the lingering taste of whiskey in his mouth.  You suddenly remember just how drunk he is and pull back.  His mouth immediately moves to your neck, his orange tongue sliding down your skin, sending delightful tingles straight to your chest.  Your fingernails involuntarily scrape his vertebrae, and he groans.  

“Rus.  Rus, wait.  Were you drinking because Sans said something about me not wanting a monster?”

He pauses, his tongue receding so that only his teeth rested against the juncture of your shoulder and neck.  “eh–somethin’ like that.”  He shrugged, but didn’t move away from you.  “not like it isn’t the truth, i jus’…”  He trails off, obviously trying to censor himself despite his filter being partially down from the booze.  

“It’s not true.  What, you think I just want a quickie in the alley?”

“heh, ya mean this isn’t you just throwin’ me a bone?”  He lifts his head enough to smirk again.  

“Nope.  I like you, Rus.  I’d like to give the whole dating thing a try, if that’s something you’d want.”  

Good lord, you’ve never been this direct before–but after his admissions, you feel like it’s necessary to spell it out.  

“ok.  i’ll be your bonefriend,” he agrees, his smirk turning shit-eating.  You shake your head, laughing.  It always comes so easy when you’re around him.  

“Great.  Now that this is settled, wanna come back inside?  My break’s been over for a while now.”

“sure, i could go for another drink or two.”  He finally steps away, letting you step out of the alley on wobbly legs.  Just like that, everything between you both had changed.  It felt different, putting a label on the mutual feelings you shared, as if everyone could see the charge between both of you now.  

Your face is still blood-red when you re-enter Muffet’s, and you feel the eyes of the booth-ful of humans land on you again.  Papyrus instantly slips his arm around your shoulders, narrowing his gaze on them.  You remember the way he had looked through you while they flirted with you, the way he had obviously been thinking about what his brother said earlier, that you would end up with another human.  

And you turn and rock up on the balls of your feet to press a kiss to his cheekbone.  It actually lights up a soft orange, his eyesockets widening at the brazen display of affection.  

“I’m all yours,” you reassure him, before you step out of his possessive hold so that you can continue your shift.  

He chuckles, his usual lazy smirk more tender than usual.  

“darlin’, that’s my line.” 

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Half Asgardian pt.2!

A/N: Ummm holy shit you guys. You guys are the best. I loved all the good feed back I got from part one. Honestly I wasn’t expecting to get as many notes as it did.Like literally I had a smile on my face all day because holy fuck over 250+ notes in less than a day.Also OMFG close to 100 followers? Should I do something special? Do you guys want anything??? I know its just 100, but like I am so appreciative of you guys and your love that I kinda wanna do something? All of you are so nice and I love writing for you guys! Here is part 2 my lovelies!!!!

Warnings: Fluff, possible angst, cursing

Word Count: 6.5k+

I woke up in my bed and my head was foggy. My body felt dull. I literally had to roll out of bed because my limbs were not working normally and I hit the floor with a thud.

“uggggggggghhhhhhh.”

“What was that? Are you ok?” Tony came rushing into the room.

“I’m good. I’m just on the floor contemplating my life’s decisions.” I said rolling over to where I could see him.

“What were you thinking?Having Thor send lightening through you?”

“I thought maybe……. I had super abilities that were dormant. I don’t know what I was thinking I just wanted to be special like the rest of the Avengers.”

“Y/n are my daughter you’re already more special then all of them. You already have super abilities. Look at how smart you are? Look what you can create and what you did create for Rhodey. I didn’t know you did it til I asked him about it. I don’t have super powers. I’m just smart.”

“You have a suit.”

“That I built because I’m smart.”

“So does that mean I can build a suit?” 

“Hell no. You are a small child. You aren’t going to be fighting anyone and if you do, I will know about it and I will ground you.” 

“Awwww you’re no fun.” I told him.

“Heyy! I am the definition of fun.”

“Surrrreeee…”

“Come on kiddo get up Steve is going on a breakfast run.” He said helping me up.

We walked out of the room and were ambushed by the rest of the Avengers.

“Is she alright?”

“Does she need anything?”

“What does she want for breakfast?”

“Guys I’m ok really.” I told them rubbing my eyes of sleep.

“Alright you guys disperse. Y/n you should tell Steve what you want so he can go get it.”

“Honestly Steve anything you can find that’s sugary. Donuts, pastries, anything.”

Everyone started to lounge around and started to watch the T.V. I went to get some ice tea from the fridge when I heard thumps. I turned around and Peter knocked me over in a hug so we both lay flat on the floor. “Peter!”

“Sorry!” He muffled getting up a little but still hugging me.

“It wasn’t like I was going to die Peter.”

“No, but you scared me. You got struck by lightening for Thor’s sake.”

I giggled then hugged him tighter. “Don’t worry about it I’m ok.”


Time skip:About a week later.

“Pepper did you hear that?” I asked her. We stayed silent. There was another rumble.

“Y/n….. we need to move…” She whispered quietly and we both stood up from the couch.

“Mr.Stark has asked that you two move to a safer location as quickly as possible.” F.R.I.D.A.Y. said rather loud and there was another rumble. Pepper and I ran out of my room and peaked into the main room. Coast was clear. We walked out and Pepper ran to grab the gun that was under the island in the kitchen and the door busted down. I froze. 

It was a group of guys with big machine guns. The one in front had a buzz cut and sunglasses and lowered his machine gun to my level.

“Hello.” He said smiling.The machine gun rang off and I screamed as loud as I could and was ready to feel bullets tear through my body. 

The feeling never came. I had closed my eyes and opened them only when the noise stopped. The bullets were right in front of me. As in front of my face in front of me.

“What the fuck?” The guy said and I ran grabbing Pepper from the kitchen and dragged her downstairs to where we could find a car.

“WHAT WAS THAT?” Pepper asked as we ran down the stairs and up to one of Tony’s cars.

“I don’t know. Here give me the gun.” I told her as she got into the driver’s seat. 

“Do you even know how to fire one of those things?” She asked pulling out of the parking spot as those guys came downstairs firing their guns. 

“Drive” I told her popping my head out of the sun roof and shot one of them in the stomach.

“WHERE DID YO-HOW DID LEARN HOW TO FIRE A GUN?” Pepper asked as she drove frantically out of the building.

“I wanted to be a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent remember?” I told her sitting back down in my seat and put on the seat belt. “Put your seat belt on.”

The guys from the building pulled up next to us.

“Where do you think you ladies are going?”

“FUck.” I said and pulled the lever on Pepper’s chair that made her recline backwards as I ducked. Glass shattered and fell over us and the car started to swerve.

“Trade me seats.”

“What are you doing you don’t know how to drive?!” She told me as I crawled over and she traded seats.

“Um I know now isn’t the best time to tell you, but I sometimes take the cars out in the middle of the night.” I said and floored the gas and started to weave in and out of the cars on the street.

Pepper held onto the seat as I sped up.

I looked and saw that we had lost them.

“So where do you wanna go?” I asked her.

“Are you sure we lost them?”She asked.

“Ladies, Mr. Stark has requested that each of you put these radios in your ear.” F.R.I.D.A.Y said and a compartment popped open with little ear pieces.

“Sup Dad?” I asked driving.

“Hi you guys still have bad guys on you’re tail. Pepper you need to lose them.”

“Oh I’m not driving your daughter is.”

“Who taught you how to drive?More importantly Pepper why are you letting her drive?”

“She says she takes it out during the night?”

“How? She’d have to get past me? Ok not the point those guys are still on your tail.”

“Well than why don’t you guys get them off our tail? Why are they after us anyway?”

“We don’t know.”

“You guys are amazing.” I told him. The thugs pulled up next to us again and started to bump us scratching the car. The traffic came to a complete stop and we both rear ended the cars in front of us.

“Pepper where is the gun?” I asked and she went down to grab it from the floor when the glass on my window shattered. The door opened and I was dragged out kicking and screaming. I was thrown on the ground and the thug that grabbed me was now aiming a gun at me. There was a gun shot, but it wasn’t him who fired, it was Pepper.

“Are you ok?” Pepper asked getting out of the car.

“Yea I’m ok.” 

We started to jog away from our car and tried avoiding getting hit by the other people trying to leave as well. All hell was breaking loose.

We were almost at the edge of the bridge when i felt myself being lifted off the ground. I saw the ground get smaller and Pepper yelling.

My heart pounded harder as we got higher up. All of a sudden I was dropped onto concrete again.I stood on top of the Brooklyn Bridge.The air was colder up here. 

“We’re up pretty high. I wouldn’t suggest looking down.” I turn around and someone with a suit similar to Iron-man’s and War Machine.

“Who the hell are you?”

“Nobody of importance.” He held up his hand and tried to blast me. I jumped and moved my arms to block my body. A force appeared in front of me shielding me. There was a searing hot pain through my hands. I held them close to my body and black marks appeared on my skin. What the hell. I heard the charge of his suit for another blast.

“Dude you and your guys have seriously pissed me off tonight.” I said running towards him and kicked his legs out from underneath him. I quickly looked for a way into the suit. He started to move and I jumped onto him. There had to be someway to get in. Even on dad’s suit there is a way to get in from the outside. He tried to fly, but I grabbed the neck of the suit and pulled him down before he got very far. 

“Stop moving so I can fuck up your suit.” I told him as he started to swing at me.

My hands seared with pain again as I dodged a hit and only to be put in a choke hold.

“Now you little brat.Time to end this.” There was a crack and his body went slack behind me. I turned around and the suit laid there not moving.

“Dude are you dead or unconscious?”

“WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT???” Rhodey asked/yelled over the radio.

“What? Are you guys ok? I’m on top of the bridge and kind need help down.”

“That big lightening strike was you?” 

“Lightening? I didn’t see anything? Can one of you guys come get me please?” There was no reply. Did I really just take him out with lightening? WHAT THE FUCK WAS GOING ON? WHY ARE THERE SCORCH MARKS ON MY HANDS??? I just wanted to have a movie night with Pepper, but nooooo. Stupid ass trash can had to go and start shit. I sat down and started to look at the suit the guy was wearing again.

There was a whizzing noise and one of the guys from earlier had a jet pack on and was now in front of me.

“Y/n don’t move. One of us is coming to get you.” Tony said in the little radio in my ear. I looked around for a sign of any of the Avengers with no luck and the main thug was in front of me with his knife out and ready.

“Where are you gonna go little girl?” He asked walking towards me and I looked over the side of the bridge.

“Seriously? I just took down you’re boss and you’re threatening me? Just how stupid are you?” I asked.

“Very.” He said running towards me.

“Guys….?!” The thug tackled me. I reached out for something to grab to prevent me from falling and ended up having my arm scrape against whatever I hit. Soon we were both falling off the top of the bridge. I heard screaming and wasn’t sure if it was my own or the people on the bridge. I flipped him over so he would take full impact of landing in the water.

The cold rushed over me and stung my skin. It was so dark I couldn’t tell which way was the surface and which way was down until I felt the water pressure get heavy. Something was around my leg dragging me down. I kicked and punched until I was able to resurface.

“Fu…..ck-k.” I started to shiver. I didn’t see any of the Avengers so I started swimming to what appeared to be the closest land mass. I was swimming for a good 10 minutes before I felt myself being dragged from the water and into the air. 

“Gotchya. Why didn’t you answer your radio?”

“You guys weren’t even talking. Half the time when I said something there was no reply!” I said as Peter pulled me onto the bridge with his web. He helped me over the railing on the bridge and I could barely stand normal with how cold it was.

“Come on we need to go back to the tower and get you fixed up.” He said wrapping and arm around me and I put my arms around his neck as we swung off of the bridge.

I gripped onto Peter tightly. “P-Pleas-se d-don’t dr..op me.” I closed my eyes shivering as the cold air hit my already cold body. My whole body tensed everytime Peter swung to a different building.

“Hey I won’t drop you. You’re safe.” We soon landed at the tower and Peter rushed me inside. His arm never left my body and I was stumbling over my feet. I hit the button on the elevator to where we were staying. I looked down and drops of blood were pooling at my feet. Great.

“We can get you a change of clothes and then to the medical bay a few floors down.” Peter said when the elevator door opened. He tried leading me to my room, but I pulled him to the kitchen and grabbed the medical kit. I noticed a pair of Nat’s gloves on the counter and pulled them on.

“What are you doing?” He asked looking worried and frantic.

“Just…. watch.” I told him taking my little invention out of the kit. I shook the bottle and sprayed it where I was bleeding. I winced at the pain but the blood started to clot then heal.

“Whoa. What is that?”

“L-little inv-vent..ion of m-mine.” I told him shivering “I-I need a h-hot show-wer.” I said trying to walk past him, but he wrapped his arms around me.

“W-what…?”

“You can’t switch temperatures that fast or your body will go into shock.” He told me and his body heat felt good so I hugged him tighter.

“Is she ok Peter?” I heard over the little radio.

“Yea she just needs to rest.”

“Is anyone else hurt?” I asked

“Nat got a bullet that grazed her leg and Sam probably has a broken rib now. We’re coming home.”

“If I’m not awake to do it then take the spray that’s on the island and put on Nat’s leg and in Sam’s mouth.” I told them.

“How are you feeling?” Peter asked resting his head on mine.

“Better. I’m still soaked tho.”

“Well go take a shower and get something warm on then come back out here.” He told me slowly releasing me from the hug. I was upset that his warmth left me, but I went to go take a hot shower and returned to the main room where the Avengers had reappeared and Peter had set up a movie with blankets and pillows.

“Is this the new spray you were working on?” Tony asked.

“Yea. It fixes broken bones, stops bleeding, cleans up the wound, etc. It just doesn’t do super big stuff like a broken neck or a chunk of body missing.” I told him as Nat sprayed her leg and it healed up.

“Nuh uh. Nope. I’m not spraying some mysterious in me.” Sam said holding his ribs. I walked over to him and took the spray.

“Hey Nat….” I said and she pinched his neck making him scream and I sprayed the bottle inside his mouth.

He started coughing “THAT’S NASTY!!!”

“But do you feel better?” I asked.

“Yea. Taste like someone tried to cook trash.” I giggled. 

“You’re ok right? No head injuries, no anything right?” Tony asked putting his hands on my shoulders checking for any sign of injury.

“Nope.”

“You wanna explain what happened???” He asked.

“Tomorrow? I wanna hang out with Peter…..”

“Y/n….”

“Dadddddd…….”

He sighed. “Don’t stay up too late. You’ve had a long day and we’re going to have a long day tomorrow. We gotta keep your face out of the papers so you can keep going to school.” He said hugging me goodnight. The Avengers disperesed and I sat down in the nest Peter set up.

“Waaaaiittt I made hot chocolate. Its still in the microwave.” He stood up and I sprawled out over the couch taking up all the room.

“Ok I’m ba- hey! Move over y/n/n.” I sat up and he handed me the hot chocolate.

“So what movie are we watching? Star Wars?” I asked him.

“Possibly…..” He said with a grin on his face.

We finished our hot chocolate and we were half way through the movie when I started to feel sleepy. My legs were tangled with Peter’s and we had our arms around each other at this point. Peter started playing with my hair and it wasn’t long before I fell asleep.

Y/n.

I looked around and there was no one around. Where was I? I walked around in the big building. The architecture was so intricate and beautiful. I looked out the window and there was a big city. I kept wandering through the rooms and stumbled across a metal cage with an strange animal inside.

“Stay with someone at all times. You hear me? They’re waiting for you to be alone.” It was mom’s voice.

I shot up accidentally waking Peter up.

“Is everything ok?” He asked.

“Yea. I’ll be back.”

“No where are you going what’s wrong?” He asked pulling me back to his chest.

“Peter I promise I’m ok. I just got to check on something?”

“Y/n.” I looked up and saw Wanda.

“Stay here. I’ll be back in a little bit. Go back to sleep.” I said easing myself off of him. I walked over to Wanda and she took my arm and led me to the elevator.

“You woke me up.” She finally said.

“I was sleeping how did I wake you up?”

“You’re thoughts were very loud. It was like you were screaming.”

“Is that why you’re up here?” I asked her as the elevator door opened and we walked to her room.

“What was that place? In your dream?”

“I don’t know.”

“Was that your mother’s voice? The Asgardian?”

“Yes. That dream….. it was strange.”

“Do me a favor and do as it says, I mean by not being alone. Especially after last night. What happened last night with the lightening strike?”

I pulled off the gloves that I had kept on over night. The marks were still there and she gasped when she saw them.

“Does it hurt?” She asked taking my hands in hers.

“No, but when they were forming it burned like hell. No one else knows yet.”

“Maybe you should talk to Thor about it. It could be about your heritage.”

“Do you know if he’s up?”

“No, but I’m sure he wont mind if you wake him.” She said and walked with me down the hall. 

“What are you doing up this early kiddo?” I turned around and hid my hands behind my back.

“I was just talking with Wanda. Why aren’t you in bed?”

“Why are you acting suspicious and hiding your hands behind your back?”

“Why are you asking so many questions?”

“Why are you avoiding my questions with questions?”

“Didn’t you know that you’re suppose to answer a question with a question?” I asked.

“Ok quit with the bullshit what’s going on?”

“We’re going to see Thor about what happened last night.” Wanda said and Tony started to walk with us, but I still kept my hands out of sight. I left the gloves in Wanda’s room.

Thor woke when we entered the room.

“Hey Thor, you know how you said being in a dangerous situation would possibly wake up dormant powers?”

“Yes Lady y/n. Is this about last night?”

“Yes and by any chance can you explain why I got searing pain in my hands as these marks showed up last night?” I asked showing him my hands. Thor stood up and walked over.

“Why didn’t you tell me about this last night?” Tony asked.

“I forgot. I was too busy being cold.”

“You’ve got your mark Lady y/n! You yielded lightening just like I can. I have much to teach you.”

“Thor I didn’t just do lightening. I was able to create shields. Each time it looked like it was a different matter.”

Thor’s brow furrowed. “Maybe you don’t have the same gifts as me, but something similar?”

“I looked back over last night’s footage from the news. I dont think it was lightening.It didn’t come from the sky. It came from her. Sparked from your body.”

“Mr.Stark. Multiple news centers are requesting a meeting about last night.” F.R.I.D.A.Y. said.

“I’ll see what I can do to keep last night’s events a secret. We still don’t know who those people were or how they were able to break into the tower.”

“It probably wasn’t that hard since I was able to walk in without a question when I first showed up here.” I said.

“Rhodey can handle the press and say it was a military thing or some shit like that.” Tony said.

“We will practice today with your powers and see exactly what you can do.” Thor said.

“But for now you should probably go back to sleep because Peter is starting to worry and its 2 in the morning.” Wanda said

I went back to the main room and apologized to Peter for worrying him and we went back to sleep.


Time skip: A few days.

Thor and I had trained and figured out that my powers that I had acquired were able to create things or manipulate the atoms around me per say. I could create metals out of thin air. The night on the bridge I was able to create electricity by manipulating the atoms. I practiced daily with Thor when I wasn’t at school and stayed up late into the night thinking of things that I could create and an idea about Peter came to me. Dad found me the next morning slumped over on my work desk.

“Kiddo you’re going to be late for school.” He said nudging me.

“School!” I said waking up and rushed to get ready.


Later that day

I sat next to Peter in Chem as the rest of the class entered. Ned sat on the opposite side of Peter. 

“Look at all the geeks are paired up.” Flash said.

“Come on Flash you can think of a better insult than that.. or can you?” I asked as he sat down in front of us.

“Settle down class. Get to work on the lab that is written on the board.”

Ned got up and grabbed goggles, Peter got up to grab the chemicals, and I started to set up the lab and the write up. I got the equation and all the math written down. All of a sudden liquid was all over the write up.

“Oops. Mrs.Jones we have an acid spill!” Flash said smirking.

“That was on purpose Flash.” Peter said.

“No I tripped.”

“Just do another lab write up while there is still time.”Mrs.Jones said while cleaning up the mess. I did as she said and we all finished the lab. Mrs.Jones checked to make sure we had done the lab correct then told us to get rid of the chemicals in the waste bin she had at the front of the classroom then she walked away.

I took our finished lab chemicals and poured it into Flash’s backpack. Ned and Peter’s jaw dropped. 

“HEY!”

“Oh Oh my gosh I’m so sorry I was getting up and I accidentally bumped the chemicals and they just spilled…. I’m sorry here let me help you clean it up.” I said louder than necessary to get the Mrs.Jones’ attention.

“No it’s ok Y/n I’ll clean it up. This backpack has to be disposed of. It looks like everything in it got eaten up by the acid.”

“WHaT? My english essay was in there.”

“Ooo you mean the one that had to be hand-written, at least 5 pages long and double sided with correct citations for Mrs. Harp’s class? That sucks dude. I would give you mine, but she knows my handwriting from yours.” I told him.

“Just tell Mrs.Harp that acid got on to it.” Mrs.Jones said.

Flash groaned. I faked pity. The bell rang and everyone turned in their write up.

“ That was beautiful y/n. I wish I had a photo of Flash’s face when you did that.” Ned said laughing.

“HEY STARK WANNA BE!” Flash yelled coming up to us. All of a sudden I was up against the locker and Flash towered over me.

“You may have gotten a good hit in once, but that won’t happen again.” He said grabbing the collar of my jacket.

“Let her go Flash.” Peter said. Flash didn’t move.

“Come on Flash… Hit me. I dare you too. But look around at who is watching. If you start the fight I will end it with you a mess on the floor.” I told him looking him straight in the eye daring him to do it. He backed down.

“You’re not worth my time.” He said walking away and the crowd dispersed.

“You scare me sometimes.” Ned told me.

“Why?”

“Because he had you pinned against the locker and you looked him in the eye unwavering. It was like a movie.” I giggled.

“Well I don’t think he’ll be messing with us anymore.” I told him.

“Hey Y/n why are you always wearing those gloves now? I get its cold outside, but we’re inside.”

“She just likes to wear them.” Peter said quickly jumping in.

“Ok ok.”

“Ned you’re still the guy in the chair right?”

“Yep.”

“Y/n shhhh.” Peter said ducking his head lower.

“Nobody is gonna know what we are talking about. Plus we’re geeks remember?”

“She has a point Peter.” Ned said.

“Do you wanna come to the tower?” I asked him.

Ned’s eyes widened. “Seriously?”

“Yes I’m serious. You can’t play with my dad’s stuff though. However I will let you test and mess with my inventions.”

“YES! Do I get to meet the Avengers?”

“Only if you run into one of them. They most likely wont be on the floor that we are on.”

“This is so awesome.” Ned said walking ahead of us to lunch. 

“You really trust Ned with that equipment?” Peter asked

“Yea and I need him there because he is going to help me with my surprise for you.” I smiled.

“What? What surprise?”

“It wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you now would it?”

“No, but normally surprises aren’t even mentioned they kind of just happen so now by the law of surprises you now have to tell me.” He said.

“Nope.” I told him and he grabbed my hand pleading with puppy dog eyes. “No don’t do that to me Peter. Honestly you can wait a few hours.” I told him and pulled him along to sit down next to Ned and I sat across from them.

“What’s wrong Peter?”

“Y/n told me she has a surprise for me and now won’t tell me what it is. She said you have to help her with it.”

“Y/n you know by the law of surprises he is right. Knowing that a surprise is going to happen doesn’t make it a surprise.” Ned said and Peter gave me the ‘I-told-you-so’ look. I rolled my eyes.

Happy came to pick us up and Ned was amazed. 

“Why do they call you Happy?” Ned asked sitting between Peter and I. Ned kept asking questions the whole ride with Peter and I trying not to laugh.

When we arrived we went straight up to my room and dropped our backpacks down. 

“SO do i get to know now?” Peter asked since it was obviously eating away at him.

“Ned you want anything to eat?”

“Y/n tell the poor man.”

“Ok ok…” I giggled “I’m in charge of adding stuff to you’re suit and making it better.”

Peter’s face lit up. “You’re joking.” He told me.

“Nope. I have a list of things that I’m writing programs for and getting put into the suit.”

“Y/n you’re the best! What are you putting in it?” He asked hugging me.

“Well I have a few things, but I was going to have the guy in the chair tell me what he thinks you need.” I said and Ned squealed.

“CAN YOU PUT LASERS IN IT?” Ned asked.

“I probably could. Come on we can go to my lab and check it out. You guys wanna order pizza?”

“ Yea F.R.I.D.A.Y. can you order 2 extra large pizzas, one half cheese and half meat lover and the other half New York style and half pepperoni.” Peter said.

“Yes, Mr.Parker.”

“Thanks F.R.I.D.A.Y.” I said.

“You’re welcome Ms.Stark.” 

We entered the lab and both looked in amazement. None of them had been in here before. Ned walked over to my whiteboard which had my ideas for Peter’s suit.

“Y/n this is impossible. There isn’t a metal or material that is thin,bendable or strong enough to be bullet proof.” Ned said and Peter walked over to the board.

“Well Ned that would be where you are wrong. Because wherever there is a will there is a way. So…..” I pushed the whiteboard out of the way to reveal a sheet of metal I had created.

“What is this?” Peter asked going to touch it and he bent it back and forth. I took off my gloves.

“Its strange isn’t it? You think with its atomic number it would be really heavy and stiff right?” 

“Y/n what happened to your hands?” Ned asked and Peter’s head whipped around to me

“You mean you made this?” he asked.

“Yea.”

“Hello? Am I talking to a deaf person?” Ned asked.

“Ned I’m only half human. My mom came from the same place as Thor.”

“WHAT WAS IT LIKE THERE?”

“I was born here Ned. I’ve never been. These marks on my hands are from my powers no longer being dormant?”

“But you just started wearing gloves recently.”

“Yea they came out when there was a dangerous situation.”

“What dangerous situation have you been in?”

“The attack on the Brooklyn Bridge.”

“They said that was a rogue military thing.”

I laughed. “Uncle Rhodey needs to use his imagination more. No it wasn’t. We still didn’t know who those people were. Anyways did you want to check to see for yourself if this material is good enough for our boy? Choose a weapon.” I said walking over to a wall and pulling out a big shelf.

“Whoa.”

“You to Peter. You’re the one who is going to be wearing it.”

“You never told me what it’s atomic number is.” Peter said grabbing a gun that had some of the most powerful bullets ever made by man in it. Ned settled on a knife and I grabbed a grenade.

“Whoa whoa whoa… what are you doing with that?” Peter asked.

“Peter I’ve already done the grenade. I just wanna show you guys. You guys go first.” 

Ned walked up to it and hit it with the knife and it shattered.

Peter fired the gun and the bullet hit then fell onto the floor.

I walked over and made a little basket with the metal leaving a small hole to quickly put the grenade in. “You guys can get behind the desk if you’re worried.” They both went behind the desk and watched carefully. I pulled the ring, dropped it in quickly and sealed the rest of the metal. There was a boom noise, but the metal stayed in a small ball. I unwrapped it and showed them the shattered bits of grenade and the un-dented metal. They looked amazed.

“ I even had Vision see if he could do any damage to it. He was able to get a small hole….. right there.” I said pointing to what looked like a pencil mark. “So the only one who would be able to hurt Peter, theoretically, would be me. To answer your earlier question about the atomic number, it’s around 1200.”

“ Oh my-what do you mean theoretically?” Peter asked.

“Well if aliens come again I don’t know what kind of weapons they have or if it will be able to do anything to this metal.” I told him.

“I think we should be fine.” Peter said.

“Can we still add lasers to his suit?” Ned asked.

“The closest I can would be web like lasers.”

“What about snacks?” 

“Ned I don’t need snacks in my suit.” Peter said.

“Yes you do. You forget to eat sometimes.” I told him and entered in a program that he could access if he wanted something to eat. “The best I can do is like some trail mix since its small enough.”

“Does his suit have night vision?”

“It does now.” I said typing in a program.

“ What about……. I can’t think of anything else.”

“What about your spray?” Peter asked.

“Yea I can put that in there. Anything else?”

“Nope.”

“What’s the spray?”

“She invented a spray the mends broken bones and wounds.” Peter said and the doorbell rang.

“I’ll get it.” I stood up and suit started to be created as I left. I grabbed my wallet and tipped the pizza girl and carried both of the pizzas back to the lab. 

I opened the door with my back. “Pizzas are here. Do you guys want something to drink? We have anything and everything.”

Peter was flushed red.

“Huh? Oh um no I’ll get the soda.” Peter said walking out of the lab.

“What’s up with him?” I asked.

“You’re so smart,but so stupid.” Ned told me going for the pizza.

“What am I missing?” I asked.

“Nothing I’ll tell you later.” Ned said.

Peter came back with some drinks. We sat and ate the pizza while we watched the suit being designed in front of us.

After it was done faster than I had expected.

“Peter try it on.” I told him.

He took the suit and walked to the bathroom.

“So you going to tell me what’s up with him?”

“Y/n don’t worry about it.”

“I have to worry about it he’s one of my best friends.”

“ How do I look?” Peter said coming out of the bathroom. 

“Nice dude.” Ned said and I had lost my use of words. God fucking damn.

“Y/n?” Peter asked.

“I-its good.” 

“ You should do a test run.” Ned said

“Yea this suit feels alot lighter than my other one I could probably swing alot faster now.”

“GO SPIDERMAN GO!” Ned said and Peter went to go test the suit outside.

“What the hell was that?” Ned asked me as soon as Peter left.

“What?”

“You know what. You just lost your speech function for a good 3 minutes and were starting at Peter with goo goo eyes.” He said acting like I was stupid.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I wasn’t staring….”

“He likes you too you know.” Ned said

“Yea ok.” I said sarcastically.

“Like I said, you’re so smart, but you’re so stupid.” He told me shaking his head. “Dont you have like security footage in here? You can check what he said for yourself.”

I did later that night. :)


Next day

I should’ve stayed in bed. I felt terrible in the morning and I should’ve taken that as a sign to stay in bed and not go to school. There were quizzes in every class I had that day and at lunch when I thought I would find relieve for an hour by talking with my best friends I was bitterly disappointed. Ned had to make up a lab and some girl was sitting with Peter. I wouldn’t normally have let this bother me, until she leaned over and kissed him. I started to think about what I had heard him say the night before on the footage and decided Ned was wrong and he only said those things because he was grateful for the suit and it didn’t mean anything. On top of that Flash had sent someone after me after school. I don’t know how they found out all the information they had on me, but it did not end well. I came home with a busted lip and knuckles to match.

When Peter asked what was wrong I didn’t really tell him what was bothering me, but instead told him I was just going to the roof and wanted to be left alone. 

And so I went to the roof alone. 


Tony’s p.o.v

“Hey guys where is Y/n? I haven’t seen her in a few hours. Did she come back from school Peter?”

“Yea Happy drove us both here. She was a little upset from school and told me she needed to cool off and that she would be on the roof.”

“Why would she be upset from school?” I asked.

“ I wasn’t there when it happened, but Ned told me someone went off on her talking about her mom and stuff. He wouldn’t tell me any details, but he said it was a pretty big fight.”

“I’ll go check on her.” I went to the roof and she wasn’t there. 

“F.R.I.D.A.Y. where is Y/n’s location?” I asked.

“That can not be determined Mr.Stark.”

“What do you mean can’t be determined?” I asked and my heart started to beat a little faster. I didn’t lose my daughter. That’s not possible.

I walked around on the roof to look for some kind of sign of her being up here. I rounded the corner from the little greenhouse she built up here.

My heart dropped.


OOOOOOOOO I think that’s a good place to leave the story for now  ;)

Side note: I take requests you guys. I promise I don’t bite. Honestly I love talking to you guys too.

Also I’m starting tag lists so if you want to be on a permanent tag list lemme know or if you just want it for one story. I think I got everyone who wanted to be tagged for this story. I’m sorry if I missed one of you guys, it wasn’t on purpose. Alright you guys are amazing don’t forget it. Have a good day lovelies!

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Lion Switch

I have a theory about the boys switching up lions temporarily.

I disagree with the whole “Lance is bonded to Lance because of his relationship to Keith” because you are all smoking something.

 Here’s my version:

Keith
The first encounter: “Uhm… hey… it’s me again. Look, Shiro told me I had to lead if he left. I don’t like it any better than you do but it was his wishes. We’ve worked together before… please. I miss him too.”
Activation: “Ugh! What the hell is wrong with you! Work! Why won’t your turn on! Hunk, Pidge? Help me out!”
Flying: “Hey! What’s happening?! Red NEVER did this! How did Shiro deal with you?!”
Forming Voltron: “Okay… I guess this is a thing now. I’m not sure if I’m supposed to do something special in here…”

Lance
The First encounter: “Look, I know I’m not Keith, and you’re not Blue so let’s not expect each other to be. We can cut the crap now. Tell me how you want me to pilot you. We can work together, Red.”
Activation: “Okay, I see you need some time. That’s okay. Whenever you’re ready, beautiful… oh! Okay! Let’s do this!”
Flying: “Woah! She’s so fast! This is really cool! Woo!”
Forming voltron: “Oh my god this is is kinda weird being up here… wait wait! Pidge let’s dab!”

I think Lance’s soft side will coax Red into easing into him even if he isn’t as temperamental as Keith but he is an emotional person.
Keith… man… he’s even less impatient with black because he’s under so much stress of being leader and isn’t necessarily okay with piloting Black and this makes her respond negatively towards him. He tells himself to he patient but it only makes himself more angry that Shiro is gone.

bonus:
Allura
First encounter: “What?! As the princess of Altea I command you to let down your particle barrier!”
Activation: “okay what would Lance say to get this thing working…. uh… hello… pretty lady…? Ugh this is pointless”
Flying: “THIS IS MUCH DIFFERENT THAN THE CASLTE AAAAAAAAAAAA”
Forming Voltron: “I guess we need to do some bonding exercises…”

Editor Credit: My twin, mothmanwrites. She is LITERALLY the best person and one of the most amazing writers I know. If you are interested in reading any of her stuff (if you haven’t already) then here is a link to her ao3!  She has an amazing series called Lovesong and its honestly my fav. 

Summary: A story in which Richie attempts to fix what he has been broken, but ends up doing more than he bargained for. 

Pairings: Reddie, Stenbrough, Benverly. Mike/OC

Word Count: 6.5 K

Warnings: angst with happy ending, one shot, prom, boys kissing and in love, strained friendships, drama, violence, jealous Richie, boys making out. 



Richie sighed as he watched the lights in the auditorium flicker between vibrant hues of color. The music was blaring and practically seeped out of the building onto the streets of Derry. After four years in high school, the Losers had finally made it to one of the nights that was supposed to make the struggle all worth it: prom. During late night sleepovers, they would all gather around in a circle and discuss what they wanted to happen.

Bill started first, “I just w-want prom to be our last h-hoorah before we start college. I am the happiest when I am with a-all of you.”

Ben went next, staring at Beverly out of the corner of his eye. “I want to be with the girl of my dreams, wearing a red lily boutonniere just like the corsage I’ll place on her wrist. I want to dance the night away and fall in love with her all over again.”

Richie laughed, pulling Eddie closer to him as he raised his flask and took a massive swig. “Ohhhhh~! Ben wants to get laid and make a prom night dumpster baby!”

Eddie rolled his eyes and punched Richie’s arm, eliciting a groan out of the older man. “First off, it wouldn’t be a prom night dumpster baby if it’s conceived the night of prom, idiot. Secondly, you’re fucking disgusting. Now shut up, Trashmouth, it’s Beverly’s turn.”

Beverly’s cheeks burned crimson; part of her felt like Ben was talking about her, but they had fizzled out a long time ago. “I just want to be as beautiful as you guys all make me feel.”

The boys all smiled halfheartedly. Now that they were older and more mature, they understood that her father had damaged her and made her feel like less of a woman. So, every opportunity that arose to make her feel special, they took without hesitation.

“I want to be free, like a bird in the sky. I just need one night where we don’t have to worry or stress out about our social class in high school. Most of all, I…want to do something entirely outside of my comfort zone.” Stan looked at Bill, but then averted his gaze to the floor before the other boy noticed.

“I kinda agree with Ben’s answer,” came from Mike, “I’d love to find a classy girl, good enough to bring home to my grandpa. He’s getting old, so I’d like to show him that I’m going to be okay.”

Stan rubbed circles on Mike’s back reassuringly, and Eddie went next. His answer seemed rushed and rehearsed as if he had been practicing in the mirror. “By the time prom comes around, I’d like to be comfortable enough to be dating.”

It was not news to all of them that Eddie’s germaphobia conflicted badly with the dates he had been on in the past. Therefore, he had never had an actual girlfriend. Which also meant that he’d never even been kissed.  Sure, he had plenty of opportunities, but every time he started to see the finish line, a mile long list of why he shouldn’t shot through his head.

“Aww, my spaghetti man, I’m sure you’ll snag yourself a perfect little meatball!” Richie cooed and grabbed Eddie’s cheeks, only to have his hands swatted away.

Eddie’s face flushed and his brown eyes glistened with annoyance, “Don’t touch my face, Richie. I have no idea where your filthy hands have been.”

Richie smiled sinfully and went to tickle the boy’s hips instead, “You should know exactly where they have been, Eds. Just ask your mother-”

The other six losers butted in simultaneously; “Beep Beep Richie.”

Richie pouted and crossed his arms in defeat, taking the time to glare at each one of them.

“Y-your the last one, Richie. How do you want your prom to go?”

“Do you even have to ask, Big Bill? I’m going to get fucking laid! Hell, maybe even twice.”

They all laughed and raised their vodka filled shot glasses up to the center, making a toast; it was a silent promise that they would all be united at prom, just as they had been in the sewers, years ago. Eddie chugged down his drink, a visible grimace on his face.

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How long would it take for EXO to have their first time with their GF

This was requested by @icehooligan ! Sorry I didn’t answer right away! Anyways, this is only my opinion, doesn’t mean it’s right or even close to reality. Xoxo, Ara~

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dating yugyeom!

Originally posted by jypnior

- okay so he would be such a cutie

- he would definitely be awkward at first

- like when he tried to ask you out for the first time it took him a whole hour to psych himself up to do it

- even then he was still kinda stumbling over his words 

- so when you were “yes i will go out with you!!!!!!” he literally just lit up 

- his crooked smile would be on display and he wouldn’t stop smiling the whole day

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“Threads of Gold” - Digital Oil Painting

I’ve started experimenting with adding some visual effects to my paintings, because I am obsessed with sparkle. It’s a little odd, but I kinda like how it turned out. This painting is also HUGE, so look at it in full size to see all the details!

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BTS reaction: their s/o being the indoor type

I’ve done quite a few “trigger warning” kinda posts lately, so this is a nice change. Thank you for requesting, and sorry that it took me this long! xx


Jin/Kim Seokjin: 

He probably wouldn’t mind that much. if the two of you hang out inside, at least you won’t be in the public eye, and he can have you all to himself without fans interrupting. And being inside and taking it easy would probably be a nice change from his hectic schedule as well. As long as he can take you out on dates every now and then, he’s happy.

Originally posted by bwiseoks


Suga/Min Yoongi: 

If he isn’t the definition of “indoors type” then idk. I’m pretty sure you being an indoors kinda person is one of the reasons why he gets along well with you, as I can’t see him with someone who wants to go hiking every weekend and such. So he would absolutely love it, and spend most of your time together indoors. He would probably think of something fun to do outdoors for special occasions though.

Originally posted by jeonsshi


J-Hope/Jung Hoseok: 

I don’t think he really minds that much. But, I do feel like he is the kinda person who wants to go out and do something on dates. It might not be an outside activity, but you’ll probably leave the house at least. I don’t think he thinks of staying at home as a proper date. But, as long as you’re fine with that, he won’t mind being inside with you at other times.

Originally posted by jhope-shi


Rap Monster/Kim Namjoon: 

I think he is a bit of a mix of Jin and Hobi tbh. Like, he doesn’t mind, and being inside is nice since fans don’t follow him everywhere. But, he probably has a bit of Hobi’s mindset that if you don’t go out, it’s not a date. So he’d try to make you leave the house for dates. But, if you ask him to come to your place for a movie date or something, he won’t say no.

Originally posted by choke-me-namjoon


Jimin/Park Jimin: 

He’s just like Jin. The more time he can spend with you without fans following, the better. Every now and then he’d want to go out for dates and stuff, and he’d love it if you visited him at work sometimes when you could, but other than that he would have absolutely 0 problems with staying inside.

Originally posted by amsimaria


V/Kim Taehyung: 

I honestly don’t know about him. I’m sure he doesn’t mind it, but when it comes to him he could go both ways. On one hand, I can see him having a similar mindset as Hoseok, and would prefer to take you out on dates to have more fun. But on the other, I can totally see him wanting to chill inside at all times, just watching movies and playing video games. So idk. He won’t mind though.

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin


Jungkook/Jeon Jeongguk: 

He strikes me as a more outdoors kinda person. I mean, he probably wouldn’t have the time to bring you on too many outdoor adventures anyways, but he would definitely want to when he can. I’m sure he doesn’t mind, but he would try to make you go outdoors more.

Originally posted by dannismith

Just ignore Tae. Or don’t

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY LINK!” @rhettandlink <3

I love you internet dad :’) sorry I kinda missed a few days…it’s because exams ofc :”

I wanted to make something special, so I decided to make a phone wallpaper! I hope it’s okay (?) it’s my first time doing this lol

Anyways u guys are free to use this or whatever :D if you do, please show me I would love to see XD

(Zen x Mc)

 I´m writing a smut scenario in front of my little sister,in the middle of the living room because some dude broke my window then to burst in my house and then he chased me when I was running to my brother´s room but GUES what! …he really was being pursued by a gang? AND NOW people are repairing my window.

Long story short, I´m writing the last part of the “series”

Requested by @silentdreamsofthedead

Part 1 Seven: Here

PART 2 Jumin: Here

1 YEAR  anniversary

You had to do something spacial and you figure out that you will:

  • Start with a little something something  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°).
  • Make a nice dinner.
  • Then a beer in the roof and see the beautiful view with a little
  • Do little a something something in the roof ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)…
  • Maybe a dance?
  • A message?
  • Finish with a little something something  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°).

In general, you wanted to release “the beast”.

Well…the Idea is that you had a plan.You texted Zen a saying to come early from rehearsals.Everything was prepared and you wait and wait and wait…but he wasn´t coming…


Zen open the main door of the apartment.He kinda knew that you were doing something special today (he knew that yesterday [because now is 12:45 am]  was his anniversary of a 1-year relationship with you.

First, he left his keys on the coffee table and with the sound that the keys made, you woke up and slowly got up from the cozy bed.

When you were sitting on the bed you saw your boyfriend enter to the room with a big smile.

-You made a death glare because WHAT WAS HE THINKING? why did he think that just with his beautiful smile he can repair what he did?

-“Hey mc, I-…” he saw what you were wearing “that´s mine?” he said with a naughty look.

-“Yeah but, will go change” You made your statement and then you got out of the bed making your way to the bathroom. But before opening the door you fell as two bear arms were wrapping around your body.You could feel how your whole body was melting when whispers,his arms were so strong to not let you go from him but very soft to the touch.

Originally posted by oddani-e

Your naked ass felt the bump that was growing in Zen´s pants and in that moment you wanted to-to … NO NO NO! HE ALWAYS Gets AWAY WITH EVERY STUPID THING THAT HE DOES.You are weak.You were always weak when he touches you like that and now you are really angry.

-“Don´t change…you are perfect like this, princess,” Zen whispers in your ear in a very seductive way.

-”Where were you?” In this moment you felt like better actor a than Zen because you respond in a very cold way when in reality you were so hot inside.

-“Sorry babe…” he kisses you on naked “But …” now he kiss you on the shoulder “I…” finally he kisses you in your ear and he is slowly  lowering his hand from your stomach to between your legs “Ohh…you are not wearing underwear,w ell that makes it easier”

-“Zen!” you took his arms way from you and then facing him you say “Stop! I want to talk because you can’t just forget our first anniversary, then broke your promise of coming early to our house and the getaway and then still get rewarded!”

-Zen walk to a plastic bag and pulled a Book.

-“What´s that?”

-“this is the unlimited edition of [Insert your favorite book/movie/camera/etc]” he hangs it to you.

-“How did you get it!” you said with excitement and censure

-“I took a day off and stand for 8hrs. a  line.I should have told you but that would be ruined the surprise…” He said

-“Sorry, Zen…this is…” You were interrupted by Zen´s harm hug

Originally posted by pleasingpics

-“Don´t be sorry…I love you and I will do everything for you…plus you look really cute when you are angry”

-“I love you too Hyun” with tears of happiness you said

-“Soooooooo…in what were we ?” He said with a smirk

Originally posted by mariaslittlestuff


I couldn't write something more hard.I´m sure that you little fucker are not satisfied so I promise that I will do something naughty or request something. 

Originally posted by shierquiorra-blog

Special Agent 606, Out.If you want to request here are the rules: HERE/Masterlist: Here

CHRISTOFFER SCHISTAD IMAGINE PART 5

A/N: whelp it’s here thanks for being patient and all hope you like it! i tried to write it in a way so you can see both povs lol. haven’t edited it out yet sorry!!

word count: 1,1k+

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PART 6


Y/N was beyond surprised when Chris asked her out on a date. It didn’t seem like something he would do from what she’d heard of him. She was actually excited, maybe she could finally see what he really was like.

Y/N hadn’t told anyone she’s going on a date with Chris, in case this was just a sick joke of his or if something incredibly terrible happened. She didn’t want to be that girl, yet at least. Even with all her efforts to keep it secret, Noora had somehow found out and had insisted to help Y/N out when it came to picking up and outfit (which was a thing that Vilde would do).

That’s how she had ended up hours before her date, lying on her bed with a pile of clothes on top of her. Noora wanted Y/N to put on something special, meanwhile she just wanted to go out with her ’normal’ clothes on since she didn’t want to look like she was doing too big of an effort.

”Alright, I’ll tell you something that I haven’t told anyone.” Noora said with a knowing look, she knew exactly what to do or say to get your attention on something. You kinda hated her for it, but nodded along signaling her to go on.

”I went on a date with William so that he’d leave Vilde alone, but I think I like him now. I really think I fucked up big time now.” Noora was biting her lip, avoiding Y/N’s gaze. Y/N couldn’t stop the smile from forming on her face, she knew there was something going on with them.

”I’m not really that surprised, you two would look great together anyway so just go for it?” Y/N suggested, giving Noora a sympathetic smile. ”Eskild also told me somethings, so if the other girls know something it’s because he told them not me.”

Noora laughed for a bit before mumbling something along the lines of ”damn you Eskild”. Y/N looked at the clock to check on the time, her eyes widening when she saw how much time had passed by already. She quickly got up and looked inside her closet, picking out a pair of jeans and a nice sweater to wear.

”You’re seriously going out like that even after I told you my secret?” Noora groaned, falling on Y/N’s bed.

”Yeah, it’s Chris after all. I don’t except much from a date with him.” Y/N was feeling slightly nervous, but she didn’t want to show it to Noora.

”Well, I guess I better get going now since he’ll probably be here soon. Good luck.” Noora got up and left before you could even say something to her. Y/N sighed and walked up to her mirror to see herself in it, wondering what could have ever drawn Chris to her out of all the girls. Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the doorbell, she gave a quick last glance to the mirror before going to open the door.

”Hi princess.” Chris said with a smug smile once you opened the door.

”You seriously didn’t have to come all the way to the door you know, but hi.”

”You’re not supposed to do this on dates?” He asked, his eyes wide.

Y/N let out a chuckle at his reaction and walked outside closing the door behind her. ”You’re nervous and I must admit I like it, if this date is a total flop I can blackmail you with it.”

”Well look who’s feeling confident in themselves?” He was smirking, making Y/N blush. He found it cute how she went from confident to shy. ”Let’s go.”

—————————————————————

Chris had cheesily enough chosen to take Y/N out on a gaming arcade, but he seemed super stocked so she didn’t say anything.

”What even made you choose this place?” Y/N curiously asked, looking around the arcade. It was almost empty.

”I don’t know. Taking you out for a movie date would be too cliche, taking you out on a dinner date would just be odd and we’d probably be acting all awkward, a picnic would be lame and it’s way too cold outside and I bet 20 bucks that you’d never come in my home for a date because you still think I’m a dick, so this came in my mind and well here we are?” Chris said breathless and went on after a moment ”Fuck did I already ruin it?”

”You’re so awkward, relax it’s fine I was just asking a question.” She gave him a reassuring smile, making Chris relax a bit. ”Seriously though, you’re always like this on dates?”

”Eh, I thought I said before but I always skip the ’dating’ part. You’re the first one who I’ve actually taken out and chased after if we could say that.”

”Oh.” Y/N mumbled, blushing again because, as a matter of a fact, he had said that before.

”Come.” Chris took her hand and dragged her all the way to a dancing game making her rise her eyebrow at him.

”What? It’s a nice game! You should see William trying to play this when he’s drunk.” Chris said letting go of her hand. They both felt a little sad at the loss of contact, but neither said a thing about it.

”I think I can live without seeing it, nice to know what you guys do when you’re drunk.” Y/N said and rolled her eyes. Chris just chuckled before motioning her to come closer to play.

She ended up having a great time and get to know Chris a lot better. He actually wasn’t a total asshole, he was actually nice and sweet and had a great sense of humor, which is always nice. Y/N looked at the time, realizing that they had spent over two hours on that stupid dancing game where he always won.

Chris’ phone vibrated, signaling he had gotten a text message. He sighed and pulled out his phone, his eyebrows furrowing together.

”Fuck, I need to go and pick William up from a party…” He said and awkwardly scratched the back of his neck, giving Y/N an apologetic look.

”It’s okay, surprised you skipped a party for this though.” It made her feel quite special actually.

”Well I told you I can be something else than a dick? I’ve got to go though, so bye?” He didn’t know what to say to end it, Y/N quickly picking up on it.

”Goodnight, Christoffer.” She gave him a kiss on the cheek before sprinting off. She felt all warm and fuzzy on the inside and she couldn’t believe what she had just done, but she hoped it was worth it.

Chris on the other hand was left standing there as red as a tomato, his hand on his cheek. He felt genuinely happy for the first time in a while.

You’re fighting for your life inside a killer
Thriller tonight

So like I said, I’m kinda free for now :D Halloween is coming up and I wanted to do something special for it! Enjoy this little tribute to Michael Jackson’s Thriller, as well as these two dummies we adore so much <3

(All my MJ/Zootopia fans, expect more stuff like this! :D)

Okay uhm...

I’m over half my next milestone… and I kinda wanted to do something special since I have so many supporters… I definitely can’t do request streams because it’s hard for my hand (thanks to my tendonitis who’s still acting up.)
But I was thinking about… 

maybe do a raffle ? And offer 3 prizes ? Because everyone is so wonderful and I have an amazing group of followers.

Or make a huge picture ? I dunno…

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Nameless Inktober Day 6 - Wearing each other’s clothes 

Hewwo OwO it me Bweu >w< *slaps herself* Hello there <3 

I know it’s been like a week since I last posted but omg, I think I needed a rest and I wanted to so something a little more… detailed? and special for this prompt, and I’m really proud of how it ended up ;w; (it would look better if I could scan it I guess?)


Also I was thinking that I really love drawing these boys but I can’t change the fact that I always take my own time to do things at my own pace, you know? So I took it easy and decided that making a drawing each day was kinda unrealistic for my way of working (at least, for now) because I consider that I still have a lot of things to learn and in order to learn, I need to take my time to really understand what I’m practicing and get a real improvement.

This been said, I may not upload a drawing a day, tho it will always be called Nameless inktober since I started it in october? Does that makes sense? but mainly because I’ll always be using inky materials, since those are the ones I want to practice more with. But I’ll do my best to not take so long with this, I’m not planning to be slow for all my life (I really hope so ;w;)

But well, I hope y’all like it and thanks for your support <3 

Edit:

Green.exe stopped working.

SEVENTEEN (vocal unit) forgetting your birthday

[Notification]: “Y/N’s Birthday!!!!!!! ‼️🔥❤️

Joshua: *runs around making a small gift basket of candles and baggies of cheezits he found in the pantry* “They’ll like it right? At least for right now.”

Seungkwan: Admits his defeat and doesn’t hesitate on telling you the truth. After he explains his forgetfulness, expect a loyal slave for the rest of the week. “I’ll do anything to make it up to you! Want a massage? Are you hungry? I’ll run a bath.”

DK: *Laughs and laughs and laughs until the tears stop falling because hOW COULD HE FORGET SOMETHING SO SPECIAL?*

Woozi: “Now, I’m not saying I forgot your birthday, it just kinda’ slipped my mind. Want to go get some birthday pancakes?”

Jeonghan: Tries to play off his huge mistake and act as if he isn’t freaking out on the inside. (He’ll pull some strings and get both you into a fancy restaurant.)

Double Time (8/24)

Disclaimer: Red vs Blue and related characters are the property of Rooster Teeth.
Warnings:
Language, Canon-typical violence
Pairings:
Tuckington, Chex
Rating: T
Synopsis:
[Hero Time Sequel] After the events of Hero Time, the city and Blood Gulch are prepared for the true return of superheroes in a big way. But while Washington is attempting to adjust to a new relationship and a new living arrangement, the call of new heroes and a new mayor mean major changes for his professional life as well as his personal one. How will the balance of values fare when his new partners come to test everything he’s made of.

A/N: I apologize for not having this out sooner, guys! It was meant to come out Monday but, well, life happens sometimes, as they say lol. Hopefully you’ll all find it in your hearts to forgive me and will enjoy this chapter no less for it <3 Thank you so much for the continued support!

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Washington’s Partner

City traffic was enough to make any self-respecting superhero question their methods of transportation. With half the city still trying to get to work or on with their schedules in spite or maybe even because things were burning down at the center of the city, and the other half trying to go toward the destruction for a front seat view, Washington barely had a conventional route he could utilize to his advantage. 

Fortunately being a superhero wearing spandex and kevlar did somewhat give license for more unconventional emergency maneuvers. 

Like ducking between cars by riding up on the sidewalk, weaving in and out of the foot and vehicular traffic as needed on his mad dash toward the capital building. 

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