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I’m gonna throw my reach on the table, by screen shotting the table.

There are literally 12 seats at this table.

Lance could choose to sit anywhere, but where does he choose to sit, nearly every time? Next to Keith, his “rival” of course. 

Lance loves him.

These screen shots are from different episodes (ep 1.2 and ep. 1.3) and I could probably find more if I looked.

Klance is gonna be canon. 

why do I smile?

well you see, there are many reasons why I smile. the good things in life. like cute dogs, having a good time with friends. those are nice, but you see, dear, nothing can compare with how much you make me smile and how happy you make me. the way you make me feel can’t compare with the most beautiful jewel in the world.

happiness. something I hadn’t felt in a long time, but then, I met you. in that moment, my sorrows melted away for a brief second. never had I ever been given the kind of love you’d offered. for once in my life I was content with the way my life was going.

love. we’ve got love given to us from friends. the constant banter, the emotional support. the friends that are there until the very end, right? none of that can compare with how special you make me feel and i’ll never be able to thank you enough for making me feel loved.

distance. distance is a pain in the ass, but you know what, darling? we’ve made it through together. no pain in the ass is going to keep us apart, my love, because..

I think I’m in love with you

  • Kuroko: Daddy, can you pass me the salt?
  • Akashi: *reaches for the salt*
  • Aomine, at the same time: *reaches for the salt*
  • Kagami, at the same time: *reaches for the salt*
  • Kise: And so it begins.
  • Midorima: I’m surprised no one threw me across the table this time.
You’re Mine

Word count: 957 (sorry it’s kinda short)

Warning: smut, jealous!Derek, rough sex

Pairing: Derek Hale x Reader

Summary/Request: Thank you anon for your request!

Derek gets extremely jealous of Y/N staying over at Stiles’ house which leads to some very rough sex.

A clatter tore your eyes away from the maths books in front of you. Stiles was lying sprawled across his bed, his books now lying in a mess on the floor. You sighed and got up from your seat, moving to lift the books from the floor.

“Stiles?” You shook him gently. No response. “Stiles!” You shouted which scared him awake, so much so that he fell off the bed and landed at your feet. “I guess we’re done studying then?”

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The Map Room - Smut

Originally posted by stvlinski

Author: @dumbass-stilinski
Rating: NSFW 18+
Pairing: Thomas/Reader 
Words: 1198
AN: @writing-obrien wanted Thomas sin. I wrote this in 30 mins don’t judge me. 💕 




“Thomas what are you doing? Where are you taking me?”

He didn’t answer as he dragged you into the map room, his head whipping back and forth to check if anyone was around to see you. Most of the Gladers were in bed, or over by the fire pit, so it looked like you were in the clear.

“Thomas?” You tried again.

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Prompt:  “I’m really drunk, please help me get safely out of the way so I don’t ruin our friend’s wedding.”

Character: Peter Maximoff (For @petey-maximoff)

Warning: Alcohol? Don’t drink heavily, kids!


You’re really drunk. You know you’re really drunk because this is your 5th drink and everything seems really funny. You know you’re drunk because you’re feeling that familiar urge to get up on a table and dance. You know you’re drunk because you’re starting to hiccup. You know you’re drunk. And even drunk you knows what you’re like when you get too drunk. Too drunk means ruining Jean’s wedding and ruining Jean’s wedding means losing a friend and you really don’t want to do that. 

So somehow you manage to hobble your way over to Peter and you know he’s still sober because alcohol goes through his system so quickly that he’s barely drunk for more than a few minutes. You wonder what that’s like? To drink and not really get drunk. But you know that’s not your priority right now.

“Hey, Y/N, how you doin’?” He has that adorable grin on his face and it distracts you for a  moment and you forget why you came over before realising again that wait. You’re drunk. Too drunk. Shit. He’s too cute. 

“I’m really drunk, please help me get safely out of the way so I don’t ruin our friend’s wedding. Please.” It doesn’t come out as clearly as you want it to. Mostly because your words are slurred but he seems to understand even if he is way too amused for his own good. 

“Alright, c’mon.” He doesn’t speed you away and you’re really grateful because you’d probably have thrown up all over his suit and that would have simply been embarrassing. Instead he puts his arm behind your back and starts to guide you outside to the fresh air and to his car. 

The fresh air does little for the way you feel, if anything it manages to make you tired and you find yourself lagging as you move nearer to the car. You don’t realise that you’ve fallen asleep until you wake up in your bed, tucked under the covers, shoes neatly by the bed and a little note on your table.

‘Get better soon, babe ;) x’ it has you laughing despite the oncoming hangover because he’s adorable and you hate him for it but you love him for it as well. 

Space Dad Surprise Party [Shiro x Reader]

A/N: HAPPY (non leap year) BIRTHDAY SHIRO!

Thank you @memento-scribet for the idea <3

You find out that Shiro’s birthday is on a leap day but ‘won’t’ have one this year. You decide to change that and give him the best non-birthday yet. (Modern AU)

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You’re jaw dropped staring at Lance and Keith.

“What do you mean he doesn’t have a ‘real’ birthday this year?” disbelief in both your voice and plastered on your features.

“You’re his girlfriend, shouldn’t you know this?” Lance pointed an accusing finger at you. “Yeah but he never said it was a leap year, he always just told me it was the 28th” you confessed, falling back in your chair.

“He’s not really find of his birth date so he always tells everyone the 28th not the 29th.” Keith cleared up for you. Still feeling slight betrayal.

“Is this why he never wants parties or anything?” Lance asked as Keith nodded.

“Oh he’s getting a party this year, and he’s gonna like it” pulling out your phone and finding a few necessary numbers.

“Who’re you calling?” Lance peeked at the screen of your phone. “The others , it might be short notice but I’m throwing Shiro a surprise party” a mischievous smirk on your lips.

“I’m pretty sure he hates surprises. He likes to have everything in control remember?” Keith reminded you, but you didn’t care. It will be some payback for lying about the date. Surprises always made him a flustered mess and you were looking forward to that now.

Luckily you were able to pull everything together in a matter of two to three days. The plan was you’d get him out of your apartment, just taking him out to lunch and keeping him busy. While Lance, Keith, and Pidge decorated the apartment, Allura got the cake, and Coran & Hunk planned out dinner. It was flawless. Everything was set and all that needed to be done was the execution.


The morning of February 28th you woke up like any other morning. Shiro had his arms around you and pulled into his chest protectively. Letting out a sigh as the sun rays began to make you stir.

Your eyes fluttered open, after adjusting to the new light filtering in.

Looking up at whose arms you were wrapped in, smiling when seeing his peaceful expression. Though you noticed his eyebrows furrowing as the light met his face now.

Glancing at the alarm clock on your night stand. 10:34 it read, you had to have him out by noon. Meaning you had to elicit consciousness from him.

Running a hand through his messy morning hair. Gently playing with the ends of the white strands. Seeing a smile pull at the corners of his lips. “Good morning” his voice was deep and thick with sleep.

“Morning birthday boy” nuzzling into his chest. His arms tightened around you. Giggling you placed kiss on his chest, trailing up until you reached his jaw. “Okay I’m up” he met his dark grey eyes to you [e/c] ones.

“Good” smiling you kissed him. Before pulling away and slipping out of the bed. He groaned, “Come back” watching you slip on a pair of sweat pants under the shirt, which was his, you were wearing.

Walking over to stand by his side of the bed, “I’ve got a whole day planned, so get up, get dressed, and maybe we can do this later.” pecking his lips before retreating out of the room, hearing him chuckle behind you.


You took him out to his favorite restaurant for lunch, and everywhere you could think of to distract him. It was around five o’clock when you got a text from Lance. You were at the museum checking out the new constellation exhibit.

Of course it suited Shiro perfectly. So he was a bit torn when you said “Let’s go home”

But he went anyways. The walk back consisted of the both of you talking and joking around. He was curious however because of your constant checking the phone. Though he didn’t question it just carried on the conversation.

Reaching your apartment building, you both boarded the elevator a huge grin plastered on your face.

“What’s got you so smiley?” he rose a suspicious eyebrow at you.

“Nothin” You stated, rather unconvincingly. “Oh because that was convincing” he teased, intertwining his fingers with yours.

“You ask too many questions, come on” Tugging at his hand as the elevator opened.

Sliding your key in the lock and shoving the door open. The lights were still off and you walked in cautiously, to make sure not to trip over any balloons or anything.

As soon as he stepped through the door the lights flicked on and everyone in the room jumped out yelling “SURPRISE”

He about jumped out of his skin, letting out a yelp, becoming flustered and embarrassed. Just the revenge you wanted.

“Oh god guys” He laughed looking around at his friends. “Who?”

They all diverted turned attention to you. Smiling sheepishly up at him, “So that’s why you had so much planned” pulling you against him.

“What can I say? I’m good at day planning. And I’m good at getting my revenge, thanks for the little yelp back there” A mischievous glint in your eyes.

“Revenge? For what?” He chuckled, punching his shoulder “Not telling me your real birthday you goof”

“But it doesn’t matter now, lets have some eat dinner, have some cake, open gifts. It’s your kinda birthday after all.” Pulling him into the living room with the rest of your friends.

After eating and very horribly singing happy birthday, that last thing to do was gifts. Some gifts were thoughtful, others were gag gifts. But nothing was funnier than Lance’s. Giving Shiro an envelope and small box. “The box is for you guys to share” simply stating, neither of you expecting it to be a box of condoms with a note with a winky face on it.

You died laughing as Shiro just turned bright red and thanked Lance with a stutter. Meanwhile you were still laughing, it proving contagious and the whole room joined you.

Shiro had to admit it was a pretty nice non-birthday. But it wasn’t over yet. Deciding to get one last blush out of him when it was just the two of you.

Sneaking away from where he was doing dishes in the kitchen. Grabbing Lance’s gift from the living room coffee table.

“Hey babe” calling as you walked back into the kitchen. Coming to his right side and running a hand down his metal prosthetic. “What do you say we cash in Lance’s gift tonight?” twiddling the box between your fingers

It was too damn easy to get him flustered, “Would you quit that” he laughed before going to snag the box from your hand. Quickly pulling it back you teased, “If you want ‘em you gotta catch me” before running out of the room.

He chased after you yelling your name. Trapping you in the living room. He wrapped his arms around your waist and began to pull you with him. Though you were expecting to be pulled back to the kitchen. However he made an unexpected turn toward the bedroom.

When he saw your expression change, he smirked “You still have to give me a present”

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Bonus:

The next morning Shiro woke up, only to find you missing from his arms.

Sitting up he looked around the room to see the floor cleaned of the scattered clothes from the previous night’s activities. Slipping out of the bed he found you cooking breakfast in the kitchen.

Wrapping his arms around your waist from behind, “What’s this?”

“A birthday breakfast” you chuckled, causing a confused expression to grace his features. “But my birthday is over”

“Technically you don’t have a birthday this year. Sooo, since we’re not sure if the day before or after the 29th would count as a birthday, I decided to make both special” turning in his arms.

Wrapping your arms around his neck, he smiled at you lovingly “You know I love you, right?”

“I do know that birthday boy part 2. And I love you too” pecking his lips.

“Best birthdays ever” he mumbled against your lips. Before connecting them for another time.

Monsta X reacting to you feeling unconfident about your body.

Summary: How Monsta X would react to their partner telling them that they’re unconfident about their body.

A/N: Dealing with some body issues at the moment and needed some Monsta X comfort

[Remember, if you’re unconfident about yourself or need someone to talk, my inbox is always open~]


Shownu:
You walk into the bedroom and sit down on the bed next to him, a concerned look on your face. Shownu puts the book on the bedside table and looks at you, smiling at you. 

“Am I ugly?” You ask, genuinely meaning your words and looking down, squeezing your body fat. Shownu ironically laughs at your words and opens his arms. “Come here.” He says and you take the place on his lap, his arms wrapped around you. He places his head down on your shoulder and kisses it gently. “To me, you are more than perfect princess.”

Jooheon:
He’s sitting in his work room when he hears your violent sobs coming from the bathroom. He takes off his headphones and slowly walks through the apartment, worrying about you.

He opens the door to the bathroom half-way and peaks at you through the mirror, your redened eyes looking at him. He lets out a silent sigh before entering the bathroom and kneeling down in front of you. “I’m so disgusting. Why are you even dating me?” You whisper loud enough for him to hear. Jooheon laughs at your silly words and reaches out to wipe the wetness off your cheek before lifting your head slightly. 
“I’m dating you so we can be the most disgusting couple that exsists babygirl~” He answers, winking at you smugly.

Wonho:
When he walks into your shared apartment, he sees you looking at your reflection in the mirror, the remaining tears glistening on your flushed cheeks. You look at yourself with a disgusted expression, your eyes focused on your stomach fat. Wonho slowly walks over, wrapping his arms around your hips from behind and smiling at you from behind. “Tell me, Y/N. What’s bothering you?” He asks, knowing you’re upset.

You let out a deep, frustrating sigh and lock eyes with his. “Why are you dating this disgusting person when you can date so much more beautiful fans?” You ask, feeling tears starting to prickle your eyes again. Wonho kisses your ear gently and whispers into it “Because to me, you’re that perfect fan.”

Minhyuk:
You’re out for dinner on valentines day together when Minhyuk notices you barely even touching your food and just stabbing the meat with your knive.

You’re on your way back to your apartment, your fingers intertwined when he stops in his step. He has thought about your eating behavior all through the night and it was starting to worry him. He turns to look at you, his eyes glistening in the moon light. “Why did you stop eating?” He asks and you just shrug, cold to his words. “I’m already ugly enough.” You answer. Minhyuk pulls you closer, his words dropping by the harsh words that escape your lips. He shakes his head, feeling his heart ache. “Jagiya, please don’t ever call something you’re not. It might end up hurting more than it has to..”

Hyungwon:
He watches you muster your outfit in the shop, really liking the way it compliments your curves and when he’s about to compliment you on it, you turn to the sellswoman and ask her for a bigger size. “I think this makes me look even fatter.” You say, your cheeks burning with fire. 

His heart drops when he hears you admit your body insecurities for the first time and leans in closer, not being able to comprehent what you just said. On your way back, he pulled you closer to his body, tears filling his eyes. “If I had any idea about the way you feel about yourself, I’d have told you every morning what I truly think of you. That you’re the most breathtaking women I’ve ever come across.”

Kihyun:
You walk into the kitchen with an oversized hoodie and sweat pants and sit down across from him, hiding your face behind your hair and leaning down on the table. “Babe.” You say, gaining his attention. He looks at you lovingly. 
“What made you think that I’m the one?” You ask, your voice calm and quiet.

Kihyun thinks about it for a moment, seeing by your heartbreaking face that you’re worried about yourself. He places his large hand on top of yours and gently circles the back, smiling at you. “That you’re still the most sexy woman even in sweatpants and a large hoodie.”

I.M:
“God I’m fat.” You whisper, looking at your body in disgust and feeling anxiety raise inside of you. Changkyun looks up from his laptop, his eyes widening by your words. 

He quickly raises from his chair and walks over to you, shaking his head at you in the mirror. “If I told myself I’m ugly often enough, of course I’d believe it some day.” He explains, growling at you and rolling his eyes. “And also, if you’re actually fat, would I be able to do this?” He asks, picking you up and spinning you around.

Love, Youngmi~

Dylan Larkin # 1

Requested by Anon: Dylan Larkin imagine where he and the reader move in together and they’re both not used to being a serious relationship so they have to do all this cute domestic stuff and Dylan keeps messing up simple chores and it’s just goofy and cute

Warnings: cussing, doubt, sexual innuendoes 

Word Count: 1756

Author’s Note: Thank you for your patience! I’m sorry it took forever! I tried really hard with this but I don’t feel like it’s very good so I apologize  :( Any way enjoy what you can! And please don’t be afraid to request again even though it isn’t my best work! 

Originally posted by dyllarkin

Your feet were tucked under your boyfriend’s legs. You had a book in your hands while Dylan was watching hockey on your TV. You two finally got to spend some time together after a long three weeks of not seeing each other. The reason? Your boyfriend played professional hockey for the Detroit Red Wings and you had your own busy working life causing both of your schedules not to match. But finally you got some time together.

Dylan let out a large sigh indicating he wanted your attention. You rolled your eyes, placed a bookmark in your book, and looked up at the boy. “Larkin?” you questioned. He began to comfortingly rub circles on your lower legs. “I was just thinking how great it is to be with you,” he stated. You rose your eyebrows in surprised. “It’s great to be with you too,” you responded happily. You returned to your book thinking that the conversation was over. “I like this. Being here with you,” he continued, “I was thinking…” he stopped and waited to get your attention. You once again put your book down. “Uh-Oh Dylan thinking? This can’t be good,” you sarcastically replied. He rolled his eyes at you. “Listen,“ he commanded. “okay you have my attention, Larkin,” you moved yourself so you were closer to him with your feet tucked under you. “I think you should move in with me,” he admitted. At first you laughed, thinking he was joking. He kept his face straight. “Oh my gosh, you’re serious,” you noticed. You were skeptical. This was a huge step in a relationship. As much as you love Dylan, moving in could possibly kill the relationship. “I don’t know, Dyl,” You speculated. “Just think about it. Your rent would be cheaper. And we would see each other so much more,” he said. “Dyl,” you started. You were cut off by Dylan’s lips on yours. The kiss was passionate and left your head foggy. Dylan came at you with so much force he knocked you down into the couch. He was laying on top of you. You tangled your hands into his beautiful dark brown hair. You pulled him closer to you trying to feel every part of him. He pulled away quickly. The sudden lack of Dylan’s body heat left you shivering. The fact the kiss was heating up and now he was gone, left you uncomfortable. You gave him a confused look and he smirked at you, “So will you move in with me?” he asked. Instead of answering the question you went in for another kiss. You needed to feel the passion again. He turned his head just at the right moment so your lips met with his cheek. You pulled back and glared at him, “What are you playing at Larkin?” you questioned. Once again he gave you his signature smile that took your breath away. “Will you move in with me?” he asked again. You still didn’t respond. “Will you move in with me?” he asked for the third time moving closer to you. “Move in with me,” he stated. His lips were almost touching yours again. Your breath hitched, hoping he would plant his lips on yours again. “Dylan,” you whined, needing the kiss. “All you have to do is say yes,” he whispered. “Fine, yes,” you officially agreed. You grabbed his face, and finally pulling his lips to yours.

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Migraine

Requested by an anon! “Can you write a Grayson imagine where he gets migraines a lot and he’s got one of his migraines on your date and he’s feeling really bad and he gets really upset and asks to go home and you guys go back to their apartment so that he can rest and you can take care of him?”

 A/N: I apologize that I’m just now getting around to do this. I’ve been very busy with school and I just now checked my inbox out of curious, but I hope you all enjoy♡ 


 Tonight was date night for you and Grayson and you were beyond excited. You been looking forward to this night ever since Grayson dropped the idea about two weeks ago while the two of you were hanging out. But, you hadn’t prepared yourself for the mental breakdown you were currently having.

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for you pt 4 [M]

Pairing: Reader x Taehyung

Genre: badboy!au, smut, angst,

Word Count: 5.5k

Originally posted by vminv

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

“Are you okay?” you asked nervously as you slipped into the passenger seat next to Taehyung. He was chewing the cuticles on one hand while drumming the fingertips of the other onto his steering wheel. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost”

He turned his head to stare at you and you tried your best not to laugh, “How would you feel if you were to go to dinner with your girlfriend’s best friends who want nothing more than to gut him like a tuna?” He stuttered over the g word, unsure of if it was something he should call your or not. The two of you hadn’t really talked about what was going on between the two of you.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to call you that” he blushed.

You tried your best not to laugh, but you couldn’t hold it in. Taehyung, the king of leather jackets and muscle cars was scared. Granted, you would be scared too if you had to sit down for dinner with Mina after everything that had happened. You were nervous too, things had barely been patched up between the two of you after the night of the party.

Your hand found its way to the back of his neck, rubbing the knots that formed when he was stressed. Taehyung closed his eyes and leaned into your touch, “It’s okay, Taehyung. Everything will be okay” you assured him.

He opened one of his eyes and gave you a look, “That’s because your name isn’t Kim Taehyung”

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Name Changes - Harrison Osterfield x reader

Pairing: Harrison Osterfield x reader

Summary: Harrison hadn’t expected to fall in love with how someone says his name, but it happened. 

Warnings: Slight smut (It’s honestly nothing but a heated make out session) and a little angst 

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“My name’s Harrison, but people call me Haz.” He stuck his hand out towards you, “Haz.” You repeated as you shook his hand lightly. The way you said his name resonated in his mind. He had never thought that he could love the way someone would say his name, but every time his name tumbled out of your lips, he was infatuated. He thought it could be just the alcohol getting to him, but he was intoxicated just by the sight of you. You turned your attention back to the drunken Tom who had introduced you two. He watched as your fingers tucked a piece of hair behind your ears, you laughed at Tom’s foolish actions. His heart soared once again.

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Dean / Protecting Him

You sit on the couch, watching some dumb TV show and munching on a bag of Lays chips. Just as you were about to fall asleep, bright lights flicker outside the window, followed by the low rumbling of a car. The engine turns off, turning off the lights as well.

You feel a burst of energy surge through you because you know Sam and Dean made it back safely from their case. You hop off the couch and run towards the motel door. You unlock the door, throwing it open to see Dean fumbling for his motel key. His eyes lock with yours, and a smile emerges on his face.

He steps forward, wrapping his arm around your lower back and immediately pulling you close to him. “Hey, babe.” he says softly, leaving a light kiss on your cheek.

You wrap your arms around his neck and hug him tightly. “Hey, sweetheart.” you coo back.

Your eyes flicker over to Sam, who is setting down his duffle bag and trying to stay quiet so he doesn’t interrupt you two. You release Dean from your hug and squeeze Sam into another hug. “Heya, Sammy. I’m glad you’re safe.”

You don’t have to look up at Sam to know he’s smiling. His body relaxes, and he hugs you back. “I’m glad you are too, (Y/N).”

“Well, I’m glad to know that (Y/N) cares about my brother’s safety more than mine.” Dean says sarcastically, obviously a little jealous of your affection towards Sam.

“Shut up, Dean,” you laugh. You look up at Sam and say, “Don’t listen to him. He’s just upset that I think you’re the coolest Winchester brother.”

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