there was a dude just letting people take pictures with his snake

All Mine

Originally posted by stylesinthewild

A/N: This a requested imagine about Harry getting protective with y/n when a guy starts to hit on her at a party. (Harry looks kind of annoyed in this gif but it’s really hot?? the daddy vibes got me feeling some type of way. Anyways let’s get on with it)

Warnings: Smut, a guy being pushy with a girl also PSA i did not proof read so warning you of typos, v sorry I’m tired but i want to get this out!

Word Count: 2.7k

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It was Harry’s first night back in town and you could not be more excited. As much as you loved seeing him living his dream, it was always hard to be away from him when he was on tour. All that sadness was forgotten now, as the two of you and a couple of your friends decided to go out to celebrate Harry’s return. 

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This Can’t Be The End

Originally posted by classicspnsource

Summary: You and Dean are transported to the year 2014, only to find the world in ruins and nearly everyone you love dead. In your time, your feelings for Dean are unrequited, but in the future, things are much different. (5x04 rewrite/reader insert)

Pairing: Future!Dean x Y/N Singer

Word Count: 5,700

Warnings: ANGST (Seriously guys, proceed with CAUTION this is the angstiest thing I’ve ever done. It hurt me writing it, it nearly killed @deanssweetheart23 who is forever and always my lovely beta) SMUT (That’s right, I actually wrote smut and it’s probably terrible) LANGUAGE (Future!Dean swears a lot) Mention/suggestion/implication of suicide.

A/N: This is not only for angst weekend, but for @jayankles Bailey’s birthday challenge! Congrats on the blog-versary and the followers, hun! I’d also like to sincerely apologize to you for the severe levels of angst… please read something happier for your birthday. 

A/N/N: Again, first real time doing smut, I’m sorry it’s probably terrible. This is an episode rewrite, and a great deal of the dialogue is from the episode - full credit to the spn writers. And I’m not kidding, this shit is angsty. Hang on.

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i owe it all to you.

Word Count: 927

Pairing(s): Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings: mentions of death, slight swearing

Summary: Reader is an actress who is cast in the second Spiderman film and is being interviewed in preparation of the release of the film. SO! MUCH! FLUFF!

Notes: This is a (not so) tiny follow up to this one shot that I posted a few days ago. I’m really surprised that you guys liked it so I wrote this in like an hour instead of going to bed. I’m so excited to watch the film today ahhh I’m gonna explode. Again, I would really love some feedback if you wanna drop something in my inbox or whatever. Okay, I’ll stop talking. ENJOY!! 

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Rated B                                     Chapter 2: When Strangers Meet

Rated B                   Chapter 2: When Strangers Meet

I was scared that once the plane landed all the sexual attraction would fade to black. It didn’t fade at all. Elias followed me out the airport. We took a lyft and headed towards downtown Houston.

The entire ride we kept holding hands. At one point he kissed my hand. He was making me feel good. He was putting in the appropriate work to get the right reward. I needed this experience with this man. Call me a whore but I was gonna ride him like the Saints marching to Calvary.

We made it too my place. As soon as we got to the door Elias grabbed me by my waist and pulled me into his arms close to his body. He put his hand on my face, the left cheek. He looked at me with deep desire.

Then he brought his lips to mine. He slightly forced my lips apart. His kiss was deliciously intimate. My mouth became invaded with his tongue. His hands ran down my back. My own hands ended up inside his pants feeling on his bare ass.

His ass felt great in my hands. I didn’t wanna stop feeling on his firm cakes. I pride myself on being an ass man. I’m totally versatile with a weakness for booty. A guys booty attracts me instantly.

I finally got the door open and we stepped inside. I closed the door and locked it. We stood there staring at one another for a moment. No words were spoken but you could see the lust in his eyes. I was horny and I wanted to nut real good.

Elias began to take his clothes off. That was all I needed to follow through. I removed my clothes  faster than him. I’m standing there naked and he is standing there in some black Calvin Klein boxer briefs. They looks amazing on him. His body itself looks amazing. He pulls off his underwear and this beautiful 8 inch uncut dick leaps out sorta. The foreskin is pulled back just a tad bit to expose his pretty little pink head. His smooth jet black pubic hairs complement his dick perfectly.

Sucking on some uncut dick is my thing. I love to play with that foreskin. Myself however am cut.  I walk over too him and kiss him as I gently tug on his dick. His dick feels thicker than it looked. I could take this moment to be romantic but this isn’t about romance. This is about accomplishing a fuck mission.

I drop too my knees and go to work on his dick. I start out slow. I want my lips to feel like a velvet pussy on his dick. I suck any dick the same way every time. I cup his balls in my hand and slowly massage them. I hear soft moans. That lets me know that I am doing things right.

He nearly looses his balance and stumbles back. The wall breaks his fall and this gives me better leverage for my dick sucking. I allow my neck to float, in a sense it’s like watching a snake move.

Elias: Shit, you gonna make me cum.

His dick makes a pop sound as I release it from my mouth. Maybe it was lips that made the noise, fuck if I know. I stand up and back away from him. I turn around and walk towards the sofa. I bend over in front of the red sofa. My ass is now fully on display for him. I’m giving the go ahead to take full advantage of me as he sees fit.

Me (Beckham)

He slaps me on my left ass cheek and then he slaps the me on my right ass cheek. I make my ass shake a little for him. Giving him a little show. He can sense that I can work my ass. Never confuse this ass for a pussy, I can do way more tricks with it than you can ever get from some pussy.

I feel his tongue on my hole. He doesn’t start off sensual. He just dives into sucking on my hole. I can’t deny that it’s not good. He takes hold of my cheeks and slurps on sucks on my hole like he trying to pull my soul out my ass.

I grip the pillows and moan. His tongue pushes into my hole, opening me up just a little bit. He bites my booty and then sucks on my hole some more. I start shaking my ass in his face, bouncing my hole on his tongue. He got me feeling good at this very moment.

Elias: You gone let me beat it up?

Me: Hell yea!

He slaps his dick on my hole. I feel the pressure as he breaks in. I gasp as he member slides inside of me. I feel brushing against my walls and it feels so damn good. He forces me into this picture perfect arch. I can feel every inch sliding into me.

I can feel his dick throb inside of me. His balls rest against my balls. His pubes against my ass. This can only mean one thing. He is completely inside of me. He runs his hands up and down my back and then he feels on my ass. The thrust starts slowly, it’s like he’s massaging me with his dick. My breathing is pretty heavy.

After a while his starts to dig in my ass. I can feel him picking up speed. He starts to fuck me good. My ass is bouncing back on his dick like waves on a beach. I can feel my booty juice running down my leg. He got me moaning all loud and shit now.  He slapping my ass and telling me how good my ass is. He got some good dick but I never tell a dude his dick game good. I never give power to someone fucking me.

He bends down pulls me towards him by my neck. We kiss and it’s a good kiss. His dick buried way in my ass and his tongue way down my throat. Damn it’s a good feeling. He pulls his dick out of me and puts me over his shoulder. He carries me to the bedroom and tosses me on the bed.

He lays on me and starts kissing me. I roll over on top of him. I make it nasty for him and start sucking his dick, cleaning my booty juice off his dick.

Elias: Oh shit, make that shit nasty boy.

I turn my ass towards his face and then I slide right down on his dick. It slips right inside me easily. It feels so fucking good. I start bouncing on that dick, riding him like a mad man.

There’s a mirror in front of me. I can see his dick slide in and out of me. It looks sexy as fuck. Honestly it’s too sexy for me to ignore. This show makes my dick hard. He wraps his arms around my waist and stomach and power fucks me, I can’t help but jack my own dick.


He gets deep up in me. He hits a spot that feels so good I nearly loose my mind. I have to scream. He is definitely putting in work.

Elias: Shit babe I’m gonna cum. Where you want this nut at?

Me: Oh my chest nigga fuck!

Elias: I’m bout to bust.

I jump up off his dick and lay on my back. He gets on his knees and with one tug of his dick he explodes. Nut shoots out going everywhere. Watching him cum is enough to send me over the edge. I bust my nut right during the middle of his. He lays his head on my chest in his nut. We both tired as hell, breathing hard and sweating like crazy.

Elias: I didn’t think it was gonna be like that…..shit you got some good ass.

Me: Thanks. What time does your flight leave?

Elias: In the morning. Why do you ask?

Me: Just trying to see if there’s time for another go.

Elias: Oh I plan on fucking you four more times before morning.

Me: Oh really?

Elias: Definitely!

He started kissing me and this man can definitely kiss. So you already know what happened. He did just what he said he would do. He fucked me four more times before his flight the next morning.

Three Days Later……….

I sat in the restaurant across from her in silence. She was looking down at the video in silence. I wasn’t really use too people being so quiet when they see these things, but she was totally quiet.

Her name’s Marie. She contacted a few weeks ago for a job. I did the job. It wasn’t a hard job for me but this part here is always the hard part. People are never really as ready for the truth as they think they are.

She finally looked up at me. Her eyes were watery. I can tell she wanted to cry, maybe even loose her shit on me but she couldn’t those were the rules. It was part of the contract she signed.

Marie: How many times?

Me: Just the once.

She was quiet again. Maybe she knew I was lying. I wasn’t gonna tell her it was more then once. That would be adding insult to injury. So I always went with the number one though I usually go a few rounds if it’s good.

Marie: Now what happens?

Me: Now you do whatever you see fit. Of course the first thing is paying me the remaining balance on your bill for my services.

She takes out an envelope and slides it across the table. I pick it up and look inside. I count the $100 bills. It’s all there.

Me: I will have these checked to make sure it’s not counterfeit. Once I get word that it’s legit I will forward you the video. Once you have the video you will never contact me again about him. You can only contact me if it’s for a new case involving a new guy.

I get up and take my phone from her. I turn to walk away and as I do she calls out to me. I turn too look at her.

Marie: Will you see him again?

Me: No.

Marie: How can I be sure of that?

Me: Why do you care? You wanted to know if he was gay and I gave you the proof.

Marie: Because it wouldn’t be fair for you to have him after you helped take him away from me.

Me: I assure you I am not the mistress in your relationship with Elias. His sexuality is the mistress. I had Elias and though he was good one time with him is enough to satisfy me. Besides Marie I don’t relationships, I just ruin them for others.

I walk away from her for good. I guess you’re wondering what the fuck is going on. Well I will tell you, I do oversee some luxury apartments in Houston but I have another job as well. This job pays me very well. Some of you may hate it but I don’t judge you so don’t judge me. I help married women who think their men may be gay. They pay to find out the truth and help expose them.

It’s the perfect job. I get paid well and I get the seemingly straight guy dick. I’m never without sex nor money and I never have to date them. It’s the perfect job. My name is Beckham and this is my story.


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The King Is Back

Title: The King Is Back

Characters: Dean, Reader, Sam, and a few others

Word Count: 2,800ish

Warning: We got some angst and we got some smut

A/N: This is my submission for @itswitchcraft-not-googlemaps #Stephs 500+ Followers and Birthday Challenge. My song was Devil In Disguise by Elvis Presley, lyrics are italic and bold. Enjoy!!!


Originally posted by dean-winchester-crush


Slamming another shot, she looked around the bar, her eyes landing on a man staggering between pool tables. Signaling the bartender, she ordered another round before walking over to him.

“Hey handsome, need a partner?”

Dean spun, staggering back a little into the pool table behind him, dragging his eyes up and down her body. “Mmm, I bet you’d make one hell of a partner sweetheart.”

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Act your Age (Damian Wayne x *Friend* Reader)

Anon: “Would you be able to do a story in where the reader takes Damian to six flags for the first time (they have an older sister/baby brother relationship even though Damian would never admit it)”

Schninner: AWWW YESSS!!!  This is such a cutesy idea and I had such a fun time writing it,up until the end where I was just thinking wtf, how do I end this. But I Hope you enjoy Anon!

(Reader can be a Guy, Gal, or non-binary pal :) )

Warnings: Yep, there be some swearing in this one. I was also to tired to properly edit this, so your gonna get a few grammatical errors.

Word count: 1275

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You snuck through the door of the study. Careful not to step on any noisy floorboards. You stalked across the room, behind the couch where your victim was lying peacefully asleep. You peeked over the side of the couch to find the youngest Wayne sleeping, curled up in a fetal position snoring quietly.

You let out a soft “aww!” before taking out your phone and snapping a quick picture. Your phone made a clicking noise before snapping a picture causing your prey to sigh and turn to his side.

You held your breath and silently swore to yourself. You checked the picture on your phone and gave a small, sly smile. Oh yeah, that one’s a keeper. You changed your lock screen to your new favorite photo, then silently slipped your phone into your back pocket.

Okay, time to get this thing started!

You thought, as you silently crept on top of the couch. You settled into a crouching position, resting on your elbows. You observed the younger male’s sleeping features.

It be a pity if he just slept the day away…

You thought with a smirk.

Guess I should wake him up, I mean, that would be the considerate thing to do.

And with that encouraging thought, you jumped up, then crashed right on top of the now fully awake Robin.

His eyes were wide with shock and rage. When he realized it was you, the rage subsided and was replaced with annoyance.

“[L/N], gosh damn it, what are you doing?!” he yelled, while struggling get out from under you.

You remained sprawled out on top of him, your back facing towards him. You sang out in an overly dramatized happy tone, “IT’S A BEAUTIFUL DAY AND YOU NEED TO GET UP!”

“[F/N], it’s 7, in the morning! Get off of me, go home, sleep for another two hours, then come back!” he grunted, now trying to roll your limp body off of his.

“I can’t! The sky’s awake, so I’m awake, so we have to play!” you said, mimicking the voice of Anna from Disney’s Frozen.

“‘The sky’s awake?’ [F/N], are you- are you high?” he asked sounding genuinely concerned for your health.

“You’re kidding right?” you asked him, turning your head so you could see his face better.

“It’s Anna from Frozen, you know, the Disney movie?”

 His face showed no signs of recognition.

 “HOLY SHIT!” You yelled, as you rolled off of Damian and onto the hardwood floors with a dull thud.

“YOU’VE NEVER SEEN FROZEN HAVE YOU?” you shouted at him from the floor.

 Damian’s face only showed indifference as he shrugged, “No, why? Is it that good?”

 You look up at him, waving your arms dramatically, “No, I mean, it’s a decent movie, but not Disney’s best production.”

 Damian furrowed his brow in confusion. A sudden horrifying thought flashed in your mind.

 “… Damian, have- have you ever actually seen a Disney movie?”

 He was silent, pink blush started spreading throughout his cheeks.

 “Oh no, Oh HELL no!” you yelled while grabbing ahold of your younger friend’s wrist and pulling him off the couch and out of the study.

 What kind of thirteen-year-old doesn’t watch Disney movies?!

 You thought as you walked on with determination

 “[F/N], what are you doing?!” He asked, extremely confused.

 “I’m kidnapping you for the day. Any objections? No? Good!” you said, not waiting for an answer.

 “I do! I object!” He yelled as you dragged him throughout the house passing several of his family members along the way.

 “Where are you even taking me?!”

 “Damian, I am your kidnapper, one does not simply ask their kidnapper where they are being kidnapped to. It just doesn’t work like that.”

“[F/N], I believe that my father will not be too pleased if you take me for the day!” He shouted.

You spotted Bruce on your way toward the door, “Wanna bet?” You asked with a mischievous grin.

“Yo! Bruce! I’m kidnapping Damian, is that cool?” You shouted to him from across the hall.

Without looking up from his morning paper, he spoke, “Depends, is it legal?”

You stopped for a moment and thought carefully before you answered, “… Yes? Probably.”

Bruce tore his gaze away from his paper and looked directly into your eyes, sending shivers down your spine.

Gods, he was terrifying!

“I’m going to ask you again, is it legal?”

You straightened up immediately, “Yes sir! Everything is going to be perfectly legal sir!”

“Good,” he stated, sipping his coffee, “Go ahead. Drive safe.”

“Will do!” you shouted, dragging the younger Wayne out the door and into the cool summer breeze.

You walked toward your old and rusted car with Damian still in your grasp. He hesitantly got into the passenger side of your car while you eagerly buckled up and started your car.


“Do you really have to be the one driving there? I can drive.” Damian said, looking anxiously watching your hands as you turned the wheel.

You clucked your tongue, “Aww, what’s wrong Dami? Don’t like my driving skills?”

“Not particularly…” He trailed off, wincing as you snaked around another car. “Please, just let me drive.”

“Um, I don’t think so short stack. How old are you again? 9?”

“I’m 13.” He responded, holding on tightly to his seat belt.

“Exactly, you are thirteen, which makes me older than you and your superior, which mean I get to drive.”

You swerved, narrowly missing a pedestrian.

“If you keep driving, I won’t live to see my next birthday!”

You let out a hearty laugh, with Damian soon joining in.


“Welp, this is it! We’re here!” You shouted slamming the door shut.

Damian got out and looked at the amusement park Six Flags with suspicion. He analyzed it, taking in the smells, sounds, and people entering and leaving the park.

He scrunched up his nose as he breathed in, “What is this place, and why does it smell of grease and vomit?”

“Dude, you’ve never been here before?”

Damian shook his head, “Why would I? This place is repulsive.”

You let out a moan, “Dude! It’s an amusement park! It’s not supposed to be clean, you’re supposed to have fun!”

Damian crossed his arms across his chest, not at all buying it. “How could anyone have fun at a place this revolting?”

“For the love of- okay, here’s the deal. You are going to keep all your little judgmental comments to yourself until we are done here. Sounds good squirt?” You said, sticking your hand out for him to shake.

The boy glared at you, “I will accept this deal, only if you never call me ‘squirt’ again.”

“Deal!” You said, vigorously shaking the younger boy’s hand. This was going to be fun!


The first ride you went on sent Damian into laughing fits. He had a look of extreme boredom on his face at first as the ride slowly made it way up the steep hill, but when the car suddenly stopped at the peak of the large hill his eyes went wide with innocent excitement, then it went down. The pure and genuine smile on his face warmed your heart, and then he laughed.

There were very few times where you actually have heard Damian laugh, he was usually scowling or glaring, never laughing. His laughter reminded you of how old he really was, thirteen years old. He never acted his age, to you, he always acted like a tiny little bloodthirsty old man. But this? This was something you would cherish forever.

Seeing Damian, they boy that you love as if he were you own brother, smile, laugh, and act like a kid.

Remember This Moment (With Me) - Klance

Happy birthday to my dear Bobbie. You’re such a wonderful person, and through you I’ve met some of the most amazing people. I’ve felt a level of acceptance with you and the rest that I’ve never felt before, and I’m endlessly grateful for you and the whole group that you brought together. Here’s some almost-late soft Klance for your birthday. You’re my favourite non-binary Cuban babe <3

@accordingtomyresearch

(you gotta listen to this while you read it)



Keith had been planning this for weeks. Lance had mentioned his high school prom once almost six weeks ago, and Keith had tilted his head to the side, blinking owlishly at him. He knew what a prom was, of course. He lived in the desert, not a cave in the mountains. He’d opted out of his high school prom. His girlfriend had just broken up with him to go to the dance with some other guy, likely one her parents would adore. He didn’t remember being terribly heartbroken about not going to the dance. 

But apparently Lance had not gone to his, though not through any choice of his own. He’d received a concussion while boxing and had been unable to attend, and he was apparently still bitter about it, if his whining was anything to go by. He mostly whined to Keith, since they were… sort of, almost dating. Maybe. Semantics, Keith thought. Lance knew that Keith only had eyes for him; he’d made it abundantly clear. Touched his hand at dinner that one night. Laughed at his joke about pineapples and baby aspirin (and it honestly had been funny, which was kind of the sad part). Put his head against Lance’s shoulder and actually dozed off just like that. 

And yet Lance still hadn’t started with the grand theatrics he always howled about doing for anyone he was interested in back on Earth.

Keith looked up at the transformed training room, his fists planted on his hips.

“Try ignoring this, buddy,” Keith muttered to no one in particular. Hunk had helped him add solid, yet temporary, beams that went from wall to wall, intersecting at different points, leaving large gaps between them and sort of resembling perches in a bird cage. Hunk, coming through for Keith once again like the genius he truly is, rigged up string lights that they twined around the beams. He mixed up some Space Punch and tiny Space Sandwiches with tinier toothpicks in them. He smoothed Keith’s hair back and pulled it into a neat little ponytail, much more refined than the sloppy one Keith usually wore when he was training. Honestly, if Keith wasn’t already completely gone for Lance, he’d be trailing after Hunk like a lovestruck puppy. But all of this was for Lance. 

There were no tuxedos in space, so Keith just made sure that his clothes were clean and neat. As clean and neat as three year old clothes that he wore every day could be, at least. Pidge had managed to keep Lance occupied all day with a video game, and was supposed to be sending him past the training room when she was done with him, where he would hear the sweet lyrics of ‘Can’t Fight the Moonlight’ filtering out from the open doors. Keith paced back and forth, nervous and gnawing on his lip. Hunk had assured him that Lance would love this, even more so since it was coming from him

“Does that mean -” Keith began, blinking at Hunk.

“He does, he just doesn’t know he’s allowed to yet,” Hunk told him. That had been yesterday, and his words kept replaying in Keith’s head, over and over as he tried to work out how the fuck he’d manage to confess to Lance that he was in love with him and then somehow dance with him all night. Or maybe he’d dance all night and then confess? Would Lance even let him get that far, or would he try to get an explanation out of him before any dancing even happened? Keith really wanted to tug on his hair, but Hunk hurried into the room just then and swatted his hands away, looking excited. 

“He just left Pidge’s room, he’s coming this way. Don’t mess up your hair now,” he chastised gently, smoothing a piece back. Keith looked up at him.

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” he asked in a small voice. Hunk chuckled at him.

“It’s a bit late for that, dude. It was your idea anyway, remember? But I am sure about it. I know Lance; he’s going to love it,” he assured. He gave Keith’s shoulder a squeeze and then hurried right back out and scuttled down the hallway. Keith waved his hand and pulled up a small holoscreen - he dimmed the lights and turned on the string lights that decorated the beams and ran along the floor in a large square, creating the illusion of a dance floor. Soft yellow-white light filled the room, and he pressed another button on the screen and the music started playing. Both Pidge and Hunk had confirmed Lance’s pure, unadulterated love for Coyote Ugly, so he decided to start with that. 

Keith turned his back on the door, looking up at the beams and the twinkling lights wrapped around them, at the little table where the sandwiches and drinks were set up at. The longer he stared at it all, the more deflated he became. This was pathetic. A mockery of prom, really. He knew what prom was supposed to be like - bright, multicoloured lights, a live DJ, a few hundred sweaty, horny teenagers grinding on each other, limousines, smuggled booze, ripped condom packages on the bathroom floor. Photos and smiles for the yearbook. What was he even thinking? He didn’t even have a cell phone that he could take a picture with Lance on. He didn’t have a corsage! Lance would want a corsage! The flowers would look so good on his slender wrist and he didn’t even think to make one out of origami paper. 

This was going to fail. Lance was going to laugh at him, and he’d just be consumed with heartbreaking, unrequited love for the rest of his days. They wouldn’t be able to form Voltron, and they’d kick Keith out for sure, exiling him to be with his own people (who hated him because he was a paladin, and they’d kill him on the spot). 

“Keith? What’s all this?”

Keith whipped around, so fast he nearly over-rotated to spin in a complete circle. Lance was standing just outside of the square the lights on the floor formed. His eyes were wide, eyebrows nearly vanishing into his hairline as he gazed around the room, tilting his head back to look at the criss-crossing beams. He dragged his eyes back down to the small table of refreshments, and then finally settled on a fidgeting Keith. 

“What is this?” Lance asked again, his voice curious and soft. 

Keith took in the quiet confusion in his voice and on his face, absorbed the open wonder Lance had as he looked at all the work Keith and Hunk had put into this one night. That was all it took for Keith to unclench his fists and sigh.

“You… mentioned that you missed your prom because of a concussion. I didn’t go to mine by choice, ‘cause I’d just been dumped, but Shiro and Hunk and Pidge told me about what their proms were like and how much fun they had at them, and I just thought that maybe you’d like to experience prom? With me? Since neither of us went to ours,” he rambled. Lance blinked at him, his face carefully blank.

“I - what? This is prom?” he asked a little breathlessly. Keith flushed, looking away.

“I mean, sort of? It’s a little tacky, I didn’t have a lot to work with here -”

“Tacky? Are you kidding me? This is space prom, Keith, it’s already better than anything I could have gone to in high school!” Lance burst out excitedly. He jumped lightly over the lights, skidding up to Keith and grabbing at his hands. Keith felt heat flooding his cheeks, but he gripped Lance’s hands back just as tightly. 

“So you’ll go to space prom with me?” he asked boldly. Lance grinned at him, flashing those beautiful white teeth, his eyes crinkling up boyishly. 

“Yes!” Keith smiled back, and then dropped Lance’s hands. He waved one of his hands and brought up the holoscreen again, gesturing to Lance.

“Then pick a song, one you can dance to,” he said. With an excited little bounce, Lance navigated through the list of songs on the holoscreen and finally picked one with a happy gasp. 

“Where did you get these? I haven’t heard these since we left Earth!” he said happily. 

“Pidge is magic, I think,” Keith said with a chuckle. An upbeat rap song began playing, something about boys and cooling systems. Lance spun around, a smirk on his handsome face, and he grabbed Keith’s hand. 

“You know how to dance?” Keith let Lance guide him to the center of the room, grinning.

“Absolutely not,” he said. Lance barked out a laugh, tossing his head back and squeezing his eyes shut in mirth, and Keith was sure that his pupils actually turned into little hearts. Lance turned around to face him again, dropping a hand to his shoulder and letting the other trail down his own body. 

“Then just do whatever you feel like doing,” he said. 

I want to shove you against a wall and kiss you for the next two years, if that’s okay, Keith thought, his eyes ziplining down to Lance’s hips as they began to move. His mouth dried up and his eyes widened as Lance’s body began to twist and snap in time to the music. His feet brushed across the floor, carrying him away from and then closer to Keith, dropping down and bouncing back up effortlessly, like he’d just been out at a nightclub the night before, instead of at peace talks with a new planet. Keith tried to mimic a few of Lance’s simpler dance moves, emboldened by the way Lance whistled at him. 

Dark hands fell upon his waist, pulling them close together, and Lance began to grind on him, his body sinuous like a snake and moving like this was his job, instead of piloting a giant alien machine of war. Unsurprisingly, Lance was good at this, too. He seemed, to Keith, to be good at just about everything. 

They danced through seven more songs before Lance stopped, threw his head back and laughed, sweaty and shining in the soft light. “This is amazing, Keith!” he exclaimed, holding onto Keith’s hand. Keith felt his chest swell.

“I’m - good. That’s good. I was worried that…” he trailed off. Lance furrowed his brow.

“Worried that it wouldn’t be good enough?” Keith nodded. Lance squeezed Keith’s hand, then threaded their fingers together. “Keith, I.. No one’s ever done anything like this for me. This is perfect.” 

They stood close - close enough that Keith could have rocked forward on his toes and kissed him. He was tempted, so tempted. It would have been a good moment for it, so easy. But it wasn’t the perfect moment, and Keith would be damned if the rest of this didn’t go as perfectly as he’d planned. 

“This hasn’t even been the best part,” Keith drawled teasingly. Lance raised an eyebrow in question, his lips quirking up in a smile. “Close your eyes.” Lance pursed his lips in a little pout, but acquiesced. Keith pulled up the holoscreen once more and dimmed the lights a little more. “Now, when I say jump, I want you to jump up, okay?” 

“Weird, but okay,” Lance agreed. Keith poised his finger over a button on the screen.

“One - two - jump,” he instructed. Just as Lance’s feet left the ground, Keith pushed the button that turned off the gravity in the training room. Lance’s blue eyes flew open when his feet didn’t touch back down; he looked down at where he was hovering, and then back to Keith with a grin. Keith quickly put a song on play and grabbed Lance’s hands again, then pushed off hard from the floor, sending them up into the air. Laughter bubbled up out of Lance and Keith smiled at him as they sailed through the air, the music beginning to play around them. 

“Dance with me,” Keith murmured, drawing Lance closer to him as they approached one of the light-covered beams. Lance blinked at him once in surprise, and then his face spread into a smile so wide Keith swore it could crack a star right in two. 

“Charmer,” he whispered. Keith pulled him close, and as they neared a beam, he pushed against it with his foot, sending them coasting away through the air again. “Slow dancing with me in zero g’s? You’re smooth, Red.” Keith smiled, tucking his chin onto Lance’s shoulder, because that’s where he fit after Lance’s (hopefully final) growth spurt last year. 

“One look at you, my whole life falls in line,” Keith murmured quietly, speaking the lyrics of the song that Pidge had frantically told him was “so obviously the only song for you two”. He couldn’t sing, wouldn’t want to try to because that would definitely drive Lance away, but he could at least sort-of hum decently. Lance tensed up in his arms, but relaxed by the time the violin began to play. He heard him gasp, felt a hand leave his waist - if Keith had to guess, he’d probably figure that Lance was very dramatically covering his mouth. Keith smiled, because it was such a Lance thing to do, and he loved it. 

“Whatever may come, your heart I will choose,” he hummed. “Forever I’m yours, forever I do.” 

Lance’s arms suddenly tightened around his waist, and Keith’s breath hitched in his throat, choking a little on the last note he’d sung so quietly. They brushed against another beam, and Keith gently kicked them away from it; their bodies spiraled a little as they moved away from it. Lance bent his head down and Keith could feel his breath leaving between his teeth against his hair.

“Are you -”

“Shut up, Lance,” Keith huffed, a smile spreading across his face. Lance chuckled, and Keith felt his hand leave his waist and tug at his own elbow. Lance maneuvered them until he had Keith’s hand in his, and he laced their fingers together. 

“Okay, okay. Serenade me, Red,” he whispered. He squeezed Keith’s hand, rubbed his thumb over the smooth skin not covered by his gloves. Reassured by Lance’s reaction, he tightened his grip around the blue paladin’s waist again, and was further encouraged by the feel of Lance wiggling against him to get closer. 

“The way you love, it changes who I am,” Keith murmured. 

“This is really happening,” Lance whispered. Keith could hear the smile in Lance’s voice, and if he hadn’t already been flying, he felt like this could have given him wings. “Oh my god, Keith-”

“I can’t believe it’s true. I get to love you, it’s the best thing that I’ll ever do,” Keith hummed. Lance sort of spasmed against Keith then, gripping his hand almost too tightly.

“Screw the song,” he muttered in a rush. Lance pulled back just enough to put half a breath between them, only to lean in and press his lips to Keith’s. There was a fleeting thought of but the song is kinda nice before Keith allowed his eyelids to flutter shut and kissed Lance back. 

Lance’s lips were wildly soft, and honestly, Keith expected that. He didn’t expect Lance to be quite so good at kissing, though - he kind of thought that maybe all of that bravado would be just an act, or a front to hide his inexperience. Nope, no, he was being proved very wrong as Lance’s lips slanted against his at the most spectacular angle, smirking just enough to draw Keith’s lips into a soft pucker. The hand that held his released it and moved up to cradle the side of his face, and Keith clutched at Lance’s waist, fingers flexing into his shirt. 

Keith couldn’t help the happy groan that escaped his throat, and Lance responded favourably, chuckling softly into the kiss and licking plaintively at his lips. Keith opened under him immediately, sighing gently and wrapping his tongue around Lance’s. Despite the heat that pooled in his belly, the kiss was still so innocent to Keith. He could live and die in that moment and be perfectly okay with it all. 

When Lance pulled back, his eyes were bright and narrowed in a wide grin, his cheeks were flushed, and Keith thought there wasn’t a more beautiful sight in any galaxy he’d ever been to. 

“Is this your way of asking me to go steady?” Lance asked, crooked grin falling into place. Keith’s fingers twitched against his waist.

“Yes,” he said, straightforward and blunt as he’s ever been. “You’re allowed to want this, you know.” Surprise coloured Lance’s face, and he grinned wide and bright before tossing his head back and laughing, low and almost humming. 

“Okay, hot shot. You got me,” he murmured. Keith smirked and dragged Lance by his face back against his lips. Lance kissed him enthusiastically, all but giggling into the kiss, and Keith was definitely on cloud nine, if the clenching, fluttering feeling in his chest was anything to go by. “How’re we gonna get down?” Lance muttered into the kiss. Keith shrugged.

“Don’t know,” he mumbled. “Kiss me again and maybe it’ll come to me.” With another bark of laughter, Lance rocked back in mid-air, pulling Keith with him. They were nearly horizontal now, and Lance wrapped his arms around Keith’s shoulders and kissed him for all he was worth. The song that Keith had been singing was on repeat, though neither was paying much attention at this point. Keith didn’t think he’d ever be able to focus on anything again except Lance’s lips and the way they moved against his own. Even when Lance pushed away from him, cackling and kicking off of a beam and sailing across the room, Keith couldn’t stop from staring at the stretch of his lips over his straight white teeth. Their game of zero-gravity tag was interrupted no less than six times by Keith latching onto Lance and kissing him breathless. 

Almost an hour later, when they finally touched down on the floor and turned the gravity back on, Lance launched himself at Keith, wrapping long arms and legs around Keith, forcing the red paladin to support him with a very firm grip on his ass. Lance buried his fingers into Keith’s hair and kissed him feverishly, like they hadn’t spent the last forty-five minutes making out. 

“I’m glad I didn’t go to my Earth prom,” he said breathlessly. Keith blinked up at him. “I’m glad this is my only prom experience.” He leaned in and touched their foreheads together, and Keith watched his eyes close, watched a slow, easy smile overtake his handsome face. 

“Lance,” Keith said softly. Blue eyes opened, penetrated Keith right to the very core of his being. He was sure that Lance was staring straight into his soul, and he hoped Lance could see every overwhelming, desperate, helpless, lovestruck thing he was feeling. 

From the way Lance’s breath hitched, Keith figured that Lance was seeing the same future he did. 


the whole idea of dancing in zero-g came from @jamthedingus and then @lancesexual came and punted my face into the sun with that FUCKING SONG so thanks u gay fucks.

anonymous asked:

How about the ndrv3 guys being very needy (like they just want attention or cuddles or something like that) with a female s/o?

Sign me the heck up!
(as always, if you want something changed, please don’t hesitate to ask!)

-Mod Kaede

Female S/O with Needy NDRV3 Guys

Saihara Shuuichi

Saihara wasn’t big on PDA or anything of the sort. He was shy when it came to hand holding or quick pecks. Of course, he still loved S/O with all his heart.

He started thinking back on the first murder case he solved. The way the culprit’s gaze bore into him came back to haunt him ever so often.

So when you two were sitting on a couch watching television, it came as a surprise that he grabbed your hand. He was blushing, and let his eyes rest on your figure. You brought his hand up to your face and gave it a small kiss.

As you got up for a snack, he didn’t let go of your hand.

“S-Saihara, my hand..”   “Ah! Sorry, S/O!”

He averted his gaze, and then you understood.
You sat next to him and wrapped your arms around his body, placing your head on his shoulder.

Saihara smiled and placed a silent kiss on your head.

“Thank you, S/O.”

He felt blessed to have you as his partner.

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Imagine Singing with Jensen at a convention. 


Pairing: Jensen x Reader, Briana Buckmaster mentioned

Warning: Fluff, suggestive flirting (Is that a warning?), language 

Word Count: 2.6k (my bad, I got carried away)

A/N: For all purposes of this fic, Jensen is single, and we can assume Danneel is happy. K? K. Also, this is a bit of a fantasy of mine. Part of it is true. I DID get to sing during Karaoke at Dallascon. Most surreal experience EVER. If only the rest of this story had happened too. ;) Hot Damn. Jason Mann’s cover of Kiss is the version you want in your head OR playing when you get to that part of the song. I REALLY enjoyed this one. Hope you guys like it HALF as much as I do.

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Sinema - Chanyeol

Originally posted by sefuns

Group: EXO
Member: Chanyeol
Type: Smut
Warning: sexual content!

SMUT REQUEST


‘C’mon Chanyeol, it’s been ages since we hung out with the whole group!’

‘Yeah, everyone’s here now and that doesn’t happen too often.’, Suho and Baekhyun kept on trying to persuade.

‘Guys you know i can’t go to the movies with you tonight, it’s date night with ____-!’, Chanyeol explained for the thousandth time.  

‘Just bring her with, it’ll be fun!’, Kai exclaimed.

Sehun was checking his instagram but still wanted some contribution in the matter. ‘Yeah dude, just call her.’, he murmured without looking up from his phone. 

Chanyeol dialed your number and waited for you to pick up.

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Kaladesh, you break my heart

People have been asking me to write a point by point takedown and breakdown of Kaladesh since Friday, and I just can’t. I can’t knowingly trash something that so many people I deeply respect spent so much time working on. But at the same time, I can’t take any enjoyment from this set either. Every time i see art from it, i become sad.

I hate being negative. It sucks, and it’s not my normal way of being. But still, I owe it to myself to explain what I feel and why, so that hopefully folks can learn and grow, and the next time make it better.

And let me be crystal clear- I hold nothing against the R&D team at wotc, or the Creative team. I’ve got nothing but the deepest respect and admiration for them, and many are my friends. This was a misstep, but I have full faith that they will learn and grow too, so that the next time will be different.

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unspoken feelings

Swazz POV

Another night with the guys, smoking and drinking. We were all buzzed, either off the alcohol or the weed, or both.

The guys invited a bunch of girls over too, or the girls invited themselves, I couldn’t tell, and quite frankly I didn’t care. They were hot, and easy, so what the hell right?

Some girl called from the kitchen, I think her name was Alissa or something.

“shots?”

soon we were all in the kitchen, shot glasses in front of all of us, filled to the brim.

“to us” the girls cheered.

“to the pussy!” Nate, high as hell, cheered, all us guys clanking our glasses together.

Shot after shot after shot after drink after drink after drink, and I was definitely feeling it, the blunt I was smoking, not helping me at all.

The Alissa girl was sitting on my lap, nibbling on my ear, and it was definitely hot. One of my turn ons for sure. She moved her lips to my neck next, straddling me, too drunk to care that everyone was around us.

She started grinding on me, cause my man Rupp always hooks us up with the music, and I was definitely getting a little excited. I could feel myself getting hard underneath her. I let out a low groan as she found a sweet spot of mine.

She moved her lips up my neck, along my jawline, making her way towards my lips. Just as she got to them, she ghosted her lips over mine.

“you wanna go somewhere a little more…private?” she asked seductively.

“sure.” I slurred my quick response.

She removed herself from my lap, allowing me to stand, only to grab my hand and drag me through the house, over to the stairs.

“GET IT SWAZZ” I heard Nate call out as he saw us walk up the stairs. I smiled at him, as Alissa pulled me up the stairs and into a bedroom, or my bedroom actually.

As soon we entered the room, and I closed the door behind me, she went to let go of my hand, but I kept my grip on her, pulling her flush back into my chest, my hands falling to her waist. She smirked up at me before I smashed my lips to hers.

Slipping my tongue into her mouth, she let out a little squeal as I picked her up, hands on her ass, and hers around the back of my neck. Turning and slamming her roughly against the bedroom door she let out a moan into my mouth.

Moving my lips to her neck, finding her sweet spot in seconds as she threw her head back and tugged on my hair.

“John” she whined out as I attacked her neck, making sure to leave a mark. I smirked against her neck as I walked us over towards the bed, sitting down so she was straddling me again.

She pushed me so I was laying on my back, looking up at her. She reached down and pulled her shirt over her head, and them went and immediately unclasped her bra, letting her boobs fall free. I couldn’t take my eyes off them.

She reached down and grabbed my hands, placing them on her boobs. I immediately started massaging them, and tweaking her nipples, getting them hard in seconds. She threw her head back and let out a moan.

I sat up, bringing my mouth to her left nipple, licking it and sucking on it. Her moaning turning me on that much more. I pulled away, taking the nipple in my teeth and she let out a pornstar like moan.

Her hands flew to the bottom of my shirt, tugging at it and she slowly bunched it up, taking it off and throwing it somewhere in the room.

She stood and stripped herself of her shorts, and removed her thong before kneeling in front of me and undoing the button on my jeans, and the zipper, pulling them down to my ankle, setting my shaft free, it leaking precum.

She grabbed my dick, and tapped it against her tongue, smiling up at me.

“you want me to suck you off baby?” she cooed, swirling her tongue around the tip, causing me to throw my head back.

“fuck, j-just do something.” I groaned.

She took me into her mouth, and I felt her tongue trace the underside of my shaft along the vein. Moving her mouth up and down on me, I let out a moan as she pumped what she couldn’t fit.

She started to pick up her pace, moving faster and sucking harder, and god, the noises she was making. I reached down and grabbed her hair into a makeshift ponytail, and she rested her hands on my thighs as she continued to bob her head, but I also started thrusting, her gagging as she took me in completely.

“fuck.” I groaned, hearing her choke on me.

She kept going, and I felt like she was sucking the soul out of me. It was so good.

“fuck, (y/n), I’m gonna cum” I moaned out, only to have her remove mouth from around me. 

I looked down at her and she looked pissed.

“did you just call me (y/n)?” she asked, standing up now.

Fuck.

“uh, n-”

“you’re a fucking asshole John.” she yelled, finding her clothes, and slipping them back on, and then turning as she got to the door, she looked at me and shook her head “fucking unbelievable.” before slamming the door and leaving me standing there.

Deciding I should do something about my current situation I sit back in bed, taking my phone out and watching some porn, picturing her and quickly finding my release.

Cleaning myself up, I threw on some clothes, and headed downstairs. Alissa and a few of her friends gone, I made my way over to the couch and plopped down next to Nate, grabbing blunt and taking a hit.

“dude, what the fuck happened?” Nate laughed, hitting my shoulder.

“what do you mean?” I asked after taking a hit.

“Alissa came down here pissed, said you moaned another girls name or some shit, and then left.” he laughed, Rupp laughing as well.

“fuck.” I sighed, throwing my head back.

“yo man you did?” Rupp asked enthused.

“fuckkk. I did.” I groaned.

“what the fuck man? who’s name?” he asked again immediately.

“(y/n)” I muttered, not looking at my friends.

“wait, did you just say-” Nate started, but Dillon cut him off.

“(y/n)? you’re kidding right?”

“no. I’m not. I wish I was.”

“you mean (y/n) as in your best friend?” Dillon asked again.

“fucking yes.” I groaned, throwing my head back. “I think I like her.”

“I’d say so.”

“Dillon” Nate laughed.

“I’m just saying. I mean, we’ve all seen Alissa. She’s the perfect combination of ass and titties, and to be getting it in with her and to moan out (y/n)’s name, I’d say you got it bad.” Dillon continued.

“yeah, I gotta agree with Rupp here.” Nate chimed in.

“I don’t know what to do.”

“Call her.” Dillon spoke.

“why?”

“tell her how you feel”

“she won’t feel the same?”

“blame it on the alcohol tomorrow then.” Nate laughed.

Maybe it was the alcohol I already had drunk, and the buzz I had, but it didn’t sound like that bad of an idea. 

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Y/n’s POV

I got out of the shower just in time to answer my phone. Smiling when I saw it was Swazz, I answered it.

why are you calling me at 1 in the morning  I laughed into the phone.

i may or may not have been drinking tonight.’

i know you are

‘how?’ he asks, shocked.

are you kidding me? you guys told me about you’re little party last week, and I told you I had to work so I couldn’t come.

‘but you can come now’

john, it’s 1 in the morning.

‘and you don’t work tomorrow, just come hang out, drink with us, you can stay here.’

i don’t know, it’s kinda late.

‘please, please, please. I miss my best friend and really wanna see her beautiful face’

if I come over I’m gonna look like shit.

‘you always look beautiful, now shut up and come over.’

fine, let me get dressed and i’ll be there.

‘wait, you aint dressed?’

yes john, i was just in the shower.

‘fuck’  I heard him mutter into the line.

what?

‘i bet you look good naked.’

hey, maybe one day you’ll find out  I teased.

i hope so. see you when you get here babe.’ and with that I hung up.

John and I have been friends since high school, quickly bonding in detention one day, and then we just sorta became inseparable. When he moved out with Nate, another good friend of mine, I stayed back in Omaha, having no need to move out to LA, that was until John called me one day and said he bought me a ticket to come out, and that I would be in one of Nate’s music videos, and then after that, people started noticing me, and I was quickly brought into the modeling world.

I spent a lot of time with John and the guys, and the more time I spent with John the more I realized I kinda liked him, which is rare for me. I rarely develop feelings for people, I tend to keep them out a lot and push them away, but John’s the only one who gets me and I don’t know, he’s just really sweet and shit.

Tossing on a pair of leggings and one of John’s shirts and letting my hair go naturally, I grabbed a few things, threw them in my bag, grabbed my keys and headed to the guys’ place.

Walking up to the door, I let myself in, setting my bag down and walking into the living room. I was met with a cloud of smoke, and the stench of weed and alcohol.

“aye! my girl!” John cheered as he saw me.

He looked adorable. His eyes low and bloodshot, and I could tell he was feeling pretty good. Not trashed, not drunk, but way past tipsy.

“hey” I smiled, walking over and went to sit by him, but he grabbed me and pulled me onto his lap.

“hey” he flashed his dopey little smile.

“good to see you (y/n)” Nate smiled. “John’s been talking bout you all night.” he smirked.

“oh has he?” I asked, turning to look at John.

“what can I say, she cute.” he spoke, directed mostly at Nate. “I mean, look at her.” he finished, causing me to smile.

“you want a drink or something?” Dillon asked.

“yeah, I feel like I need to catch up to your guys’ level.” I laughed, getting up and heading into the kitchen where I found some tequila.

“you got any limes?” I asked Nate, peeking my head around the corner.

“uh no.”

“fuck, never mind.” I huffed, going back and deciding I’d just do it straight.

After about 6 shots, I was feeling pretty good. I was about to take another shot when I felt a pair of arms snake around my waist, causing me to giggle.

“you’ve always been a lightweight.” John laughed.

I turned around, facing him now as he leaned against a counter.

“I am not” I spoke, walking towards him, stumbling a bit “a lightweight” I giggled, as John caught me from tripping over essentially nothing.

“mhmm sure, whatever you say babe.” he laughed, his hand still resting on my side as we were closer now.

I turned and grabbed the bottle, jumping up to sit on the counter across from John and took another gulp.

“I like when you call me that.” I muttered out.

“what? a lightweight?” he teased, stepping closer to me.

“noooooooooooo” I whined.

“oh, you mean babe?” he spoke, resting his hands on my sides, and then sliding them down to my ass, or what he could touch of my ass, since I was sitting on the counter.

“yeah.” I smiled, resting my forehead against his, as he stood in between my legs.

“I like calling you that.” he admitted, his lips dangerously close to mine.

“yeah?” I asked, feeling my lips brush against his briefly.

“mhmm.” he hummed.

And the next thing I know, our lips were meshed together, moving in the most rhythmic way. Moving in perfect harmony with one another. I opened my mouth, letting John slip his tongue into my mouth, and it was then that the kiss really started to heat up.

“do you wanna go upstairs?” I asked against his lips, as he continued to kiss me.

“yeah.” he replied, before giving me one more long passionate kiss before we pulled apart.

Looking into each other’s eyes, I couldn’t help but smile. I pushed John out of the way before sliding off the counter, and following him upstairs as he practically dragged me to his bedroom.

Right before we entered though, I stopped, and John looked at me, and I just took my hand out of his before I kissed him, and then took my opportunity to open the door and run inside and jump on the bed before he could catch me.

John came in and closed the door, locking it before coming over and jumping on the bed, and rolling on top of me.

I was in a fit of laughter as he started tickling me, wiggling underneath him.

“John” I gasped for air, trying to breathe. He knew how ticklish I was, so this was totally unfair.

He laughed before he finally stopped, hovering over me still and looking me straight in his eyes. The atmosphere in the room quickly going from playful to serious. Intimate.

He slowly leaned down, and my eyes fluttered shut as our lips met. Quickly slipping his tongue into my mouth, my hands on his shoulders, gripping tightly. The deeper our kiss got, the more I needed him. I reached down and tugged at the hem of his shirt, pulling it up, our lips detaching only briefly to remove his shirt before they were meshed back together.

He slipped a hand under my, or well, his shirt, and his hand felt like fire against my bare skin. I arched my back, and he reached around and unclasped my bra, before bringing his hand around and massaging one of my boobs, before he started tweaking one of my nipples. 

My breathing quickened as I felt pleasure from his hand, all while he ground his hips into mine. I could feel myself getting wetter, and let out a moan into his mouth.

He pulled back, sitting upright, and I copied his actions, and he reached down and pulled my shirt off, and then my bra, staring at my exposed chest before pushing me back on my back and moving his lips to my neck.

Paying equal attention to my other boob, he left a trail of marks down my neck, leading to my boob, where he licked my nipple, looking up at me. I moaned out at the feeling before he took it into his mouth, sucking and nibbling on it, while his other hand slid down and he started to rub me through my leggings.

I bucked my hips up and let out a moan, needing him more than anything right now. I couldn’t handle all this teasing right now. I need him. Bad.

“babe, I can feel how wet you are through your pants.” he spoke as he moved his mouth to my other nipple, planning on bruising it as well as the other.

“John” I moaned out as he took it into his mouth, and slid his hand into my pants.

He pulled his head up and looked at me.

“No panties?” he asked as his hand found it’s way to my core with ease, teasing my folds. I just shook my head no as he smirked at me. “that’s my girl.” before he brought his lips back to mine.

Sliding his fingers along my folds, collecting any wetness I already had, he moved his finger up to my clit, rubbing small circles, that caused me to moan out. I felt him smirk against me. He knew exactly what he was doing.

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He removed his hand as I moaned out, and started to pull my pants down, throwing them somewhere in the room. I pushed him onto his back, undoing his button and zipper, pulling his pants, and calvin kleins down, leaving both of us completely exposed. I took a second to look at his size, and I wasn’t sure how it was going to fit into me.

“take a picture, it’ll last longer,” he teased, causing me to blush.

“come here, I want you to sit on my face.” he spoke, and I complied, moving so I was sitting on his face. His hands wrapping around my thighs, resting on my ass. I felt his hot breath ghosting over me, and I knew I was dripping wet. As he attached his mouth to my inner thigh, I whined.

I leaned forward, deciding that two could play this game. I grabbed his shaft, rubbing my thumb around the slit, spreading his precum around, and I felt him moan against me. I started to slowly pump him, until he attached his mouth to my clit. I let out a moan as his kitten licked it. 

I could hear him lapping up my juices, which just made me wetter. I licked up his member before swirling my tongue around the head, causing him to moan out against me, which caused me to let out another moan.

I slid my mouth down around him, hitting the back of my throat. I started to bob my head up and down, swirling my tongue around him.

He had grabbed my ass, and started to grind me against him as his tongue plunged into me, causing me to moan out against him. I bobbed my head faster, gagging as he started to thrust his hips. I was close as my legs started to shake, and I couldn’t stop moaning around him, and my walls were clenching against his tongue as well.

I felt him start to twitch in my mouth, so I started bobbing my head faster, and sucking harder, gagging when I deep throated him and swallowed around him. He let out a long moan against my core, as I did it again, this time shooting his load into my mouth. Moaning out against me.

I removed my mouth from his, swallowing as I sat up and rode his face. His tongue working on me in ways I didn’t know were possible. I was moaning above him in seconds, feeling my high approach.

“oh fuck.” I screamed out as I came, John licking up all my juices before I moved off him, collapsing in the bed beside him. Catching my breath, John was hovering over me, his lips on mine in seconds.

“you didn’t think we were done yet did you?” he smirked, grinding down against me, his tip teasing my folds. I moaned out, needing him in me.

Grabbing the back of his neck I brought him down to me, and smashed our mouths together as we sloppily made out, moaning whenever he would grind on me.

I flipped us over. I needed more. Straddling him as we made out, I pulled back, sitting up and propping myself up, grabbing his shaft and rubbing it against my folds, collecting up any left over wetness.

Lining up with my entrance, I slid down slowly, both of us moaning out at the feeling. 

“fuck (y/n), you’re so tight.” he grunted as he was all the way in and I was still adjusting to his size.

I started to grind and rock back and forth slowly, still getting used to him, moaning out with each movement. His hands went to my ass, guiding me back and forth at a quicker pace. I was moaning above him as his pelvic bone grazed my clit with every movement, and he was letting out little grunts and ‘shits’ here and there.

I started bouncing up and down, the sound of our juices mixing turning me on even more. John’s hands on my hips helping me move faster, until he wrapped his arms around me, and pulled me into his chest. He started to thrust up into me, causing me to scream out as he hit my g-spot. 

Our wetness, moaning, and skin slapping together the only sound in the room.

“fuck.” I bit down on his shoulder as I came suddenly, my legs shaking, John riding out my high but still trying to reach his.

Pulling out he turned me over, my head in the pillows and my ass up in the air. He grabbed my hips with one hand, his other hand on his member lining himself up and he slid in moaning out at the feeling of being in me again.

His other hand finding my hip he started to thrust into me, slow at first. Then he started to pound into me, moaning out at the sound of our skin slapping together, and my walls clenching around him. The headboard was banging against the wall and I was screaming into the pillows.

He would guide my hips, bringing them back and forth, meeting up with his thrusts. His grip so hard I was sure I’d have bruises tomorrow. His thrusts were starting to get sloppy, and my legs were shaking and my walls were clenching around him, causing him to moan out.

“fuck John” I screamed out as I came again, my legs going weak as John rode out my high. His thrusts getting erratic, and moaning out as he came. I felt him fill me up before he pulled out, and I literally collapsed in the bed, my legs shaking still, my whole body shaking actually.

John laid down next to me, both of us trying to catch our breath. John turned on his side and wrapped his arm around me, grazing my skin softly.

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“was that okay?” John asked softly.

“y-yeah.” I panted out.

“you okay?” he laughed.

“perfect.” I gasped as I cuddled up next to John, and quickly fell asleep.

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The next morning I woke up and I was aching. Turning to my side, and taking in the sight of John’s room, last night started to flash back into my head. I smiled at the thought, but then quickly frowned when I realized the bed was empty.

I couldn’t help thinking John woke up and saw me in his bed, both of us naked, remembered last night and wanted to leave before I woke up, to avoid any weird interaction. He probably doesn’t even like me, I probably just ruined our friendship.

sighing I get up out of bed before collapsing, my legs giving out on me. I push myself up and better stable my legs, limping over to find my shirt, throwing it on and wobbling downstairs.

It’s not uncommon for me to stay with the guys, and whenever I do, i always stay in Swazz’s bed with him, so the rest of the guys shouldn’t suspect a thing, if they’re even up. Hobbling towards the kitchen, I hear voices.

“so did you tell her?” I heard Nate ask.

“n-no. not exactly.”

“but you guys fucked right?” Dillon asked, and I rolled my eyes.

“uh-”

“don’t try to lie, we could hear you guys.” Sammy laughed.

“fuck, sorry guys.”

“nah don’t worry, it was kinda hot. never pegged (y/n) as a screamer.” I heard Dillon snicker.

“was it good?” Nate asked.

“fuck, she’s so good guys. I can’t even begin to describe how great it was last night.”

“so why don’t you just tell her how you feel?” Nate spoke, unamused. This was obviously a reoccurring topic of conversation if Nate sounded so annoyed.

“we were drunk, she probably doesn’t feel the same way. It’s easier to blame it on the alcohol than to say ‘hey, i’ve had this stupid ass crush on you for like a year now’ ya know.”

Deciding to stop this conversation from going any further, I decided to shuffle in, trying to hide my pain as best as possible.

I fake yawned, and stretched my arms as I entered, the boys conversations stopping.

“good morning sunshine, did you sleep well?” Dillon asked, teasing in his voice.

“great.” I smiled

“yo, I gotta go work on some shit with Rupp, Wilk you wanna come with us? we can talk about doing a track together?” Nate asked, standing up.

“yeah sure.” Sammy played along, all the guys standing up and exiting the kitchen, heading downstairs to Nate’s little private recording studio, leaving John and I alone.

It was silent, and you could cut the tension in the air with a knife. I was trying to think of something to say, but I couldn’t figure out how to world it.

“so about last night.” John started, causing me to look up at him.

“yeah?” I asked, waiting for him to tell me how he really felt.

“it was a mistake. we were both drunk and it didn’t mean anything.” he spoke, and I just looked at him with wide eyes and my mouth ajar.

“what?” he asked, noticing my expression.

“are you fucking kidding me?” I asked.

“n-why, did it mean something to you?” he cut himself off.

“why are you trying to deny that you have feelings for me?” I asked, folding my arms across my chest.

"because I’m stupid to sit here and fall for a girl who doesn’t do feelings or relationships. You push everyone away.”

“i push them away because they’re not you.” I admitted and he looked up at me shocked.

We just looked at each other, as if some sort of mental connection was going on between us, and before anyone said anything else, i was getting off my chair as he stepped towards me, meeting and smashing our lips together.

Originally posted by painfulblisss

Pulling apart, our foreheads rested against one another’s.

“you wanna go out tonight? dinner? the beach? the movies? anything?” he asked.

“how about you come over to mine, we order a pizza and watch a movie there?”

“sounds good to me.” he smiled, kissing me once again.

Scarlet (just break my) Heart: Ryeo Kdrama Review! (There will be spoilers, might as well just avert your eyes now if you don’t wanna know)

Originally posted by 2014changedme

Welp… I’m just gonna let you know now that this review is going to be a major verbal spillage.  Just one big blurb of words. Because I literally *just* finished the last episode and have so many feels I can’t even with the kdrama life right now. I’ll try to structure this like my previous reviews, but I’ll probably run off course and ramble on, so just try to keep up with me, okay? Okay. Here we go.

Originally posted by kiamkiamkiam

Opps, wrong GIF. But appropriate.

Originally posted by iumushimushi

Scarlet Heart: Ryeo is a drama that just finished airing. It ran from August 29th to November 1st and spans 20 utterly heartbreaking episodes. 

(photo from Google search)

Here is a complicated looking picture of our main cast. So let me get into some detail so I can help sort it out. 

Originally posted by beautyandthebigboss

This is our leading lady (Played by the cutest of the cute, IU), Hae Soo/ Go Ha Jin.  She was a modern day girl that’s a little down on her luck.  After trying to save a small child from drowning, something strange happens.  She surfaces in the private bathing lake of a bunch of half naked hot dudes. 

Which no fangirl in her right mind would ever complain about. 

She quickly realizes that somehow, she’d ended up way back in time in the Goryeo Dynasty, and she has to adjust to it since there’s no telling if or when she will get back to her own time. Ha Jin is now Hae Soo, the cousin of Lady Hae, and resides at her home.  Hae Soo spends her time doing what she does best- makeup and skincare. Everyone at Lady Hae’s home thinks she just hit her head and lost her memories.  

Originally posted by seoul-leaf

The first prince she meets is the 8th Prince, Wang Wook (played by the wonderful Kang Ha Neul). His mother is one of the kings wives, Queen Hwang Bo, and he has a sister, Princess Hwang Bo Yeon.  He is married to Lady Hae and she is his only wife and they have no children.  He is a good man who’s just trying to live a quiet life with his wife and keep out of the politics as much as he can, since he has no interest in being the king later on.  After the first few episodes, it becomes QUITE CLEAR that he is having some feels for Hae Soo.  This is slightly disruptive in his household because it becomes a bit obvious, and then we learn that while his wife loves him dearly, he isn’t quite in love with her like she is with him. Lady Hae knows this, and as we learn that she has an incurable illness early on, she begins to urge Wook to take another wife so he won’t be lonely when she dies.  His feelings for Hae Soo deepen even more, and once Lady Hae dies, things start to get even more crazy. The household is brokenhearted when their beloved Lady Hae passes away, but the politics start to get in their business in a very BAD WAY. Since she is of marrying age and supposedly from a well enough off family, she gets moved to the palace as a court lady. 

Originally posted by princewangeun

In the midst of all this, between Prince Wook’s home and the palace, she meets the other princes, and it doesn’t take too long for her to become friends with them.  

The eldest prince is Crown Prince Wang Moo (played by Kim San Ho), next in line to be king. He is pretty well loved by everyone as far as I can tell, even if he’s not the strongest. He’s been groomed by his father, King Taejo, to be the next ruler of Goryeo.  

Originally posted by joowons

Next we have the 3rd prince, Wang Yo (played by the deliciously evil but sexy Hong Jong Hyun). His mother is another wife of King Taejo. Queen Yoo is an absolute BITCH and I can see where her son gets it from.  He’s a greedy little bastard and it’s clear that he’s after the throne from the very beginning. 

Originally posted by scarletheart-ryeo

Then comes the 4th prince, Wang So (played by the lovely yet mouthwateringly devastating Lee Joon Ki).  He has had a very hard life. He is Queen Yoo’s second son, and when he was small, she scared up the left side of his face because King Taejo wouldn’t make one of her sons the Crown Prince (more or less, it was pretty complicated and shitty).  After that, he was sent away from the palace and forbidden to return.  He spent his time learning martial arts, killing wild wolves (which earned him some other pretty gnarly scars and the stories scared the shit out of the peasants), and basically being the kings loyal dog and doing whatever was asked of him.  

9th Prince Wang Won (played by Yoon Sun Woo) is not a *huge* player with tons of screen time, but this little seething snake is definitely important. While his mother is neither Queen Yoo or Queen Hwang Bo, he has attached himself to the brother he thinks will be the next king- 3rd Prince Yo.  He uses people to his advantage and is a sneaky rat bastard who pretends to be a good person. 

Originally posted by drama-addict

My favorite prince is Prince Wang Eun (played by my precious Bacon aka Byun Baekhyun of EXO). He is utterly adorable in every way and can do no wrong. The throne doesn’t interest him at all. He is a favorite of all of the brothers, and although he isn’t the youngest, he is doted upon by the other princes, even the bad ones. He is also not a son of Queen Yoo or Queen Hwang Bo, but he is definitely one of King Taejo’s favorites. 

Originally posted by loveholic198

Our 13th prince is Wang Uk, otherwise known as Baek Ah (played by the cute as hell Nam Joo Hyuk).  He’s a free spirit type- a wonderful artist and musician, and he is very kind.  He is also not a son of either of the Queens, and he has no interest in the throne. Baek Ah just wants to make the world a more beautiful place. 

Originally posted by dancerkai94

The last prince is 14th Prince Wang Jung (played by the super sexy Ji Soo).  He likes to fight and practice with his sword. He is the youngest of Queen Yoo’s sons and has already accepted that he will never be king, and that’s just fine with him. Sometimes he seems hard headed and like he doesn’t think before he acts, but he’s really a sweetheart and it shows. Jung loves his brothers and his mother, but you find out later that while this is true, he’s not exactly down with all of the schemes of Yo and Queen Yoo.  

Originally posted by irrational-obsessions-gottcha78

Even after Hae Soo is moved to the palace, she still manages to charm (most of) the princes. 10th Prince Eun develops a really big crush on her early on.  But trouble is brewing in the palace and nothing seems to be able to stop it.  

First, Hae Soo ends up engaged to King Taejo.  8th Prince Wook, who is deeply in love with her by then (and she’s pretty into him as well, I’d say) tries everything to convince the king to let him marry her instead, but it doesn’t work.  When she eventually gets out of the marriage, yet another plot begins… one that’s been in the works for a while. 3rd Prince Yo plans to kill the king, and he does so by pinning the blame on Hae Soo. 

Originally posted by loveholic198

Hae Soo is imprisoned and tortured.  Prince Wook then becomes someone I learned to hate really quickly.  He could have helped her. He could have avoided the whole situation, but instead, he stood idly by and watched her get the shit beat out of her. Instead, it’s 4th Prince So that stands by her side and protects her as best he can. By this time, Hae Soo has realized some things about Wook that she really doesn’t like and So is slowly entering her heart.  

Originally posted by beautiful-asian-addiction

Originally posted by beautifuliu

The rest of the drama very quickly goes to hell in a handbasket. By this time, anyone watching the show just wants Prince So and Hae Soo to have a happy life together. But palace schemes completely get in the way of that. 

Prince So ends up having to kill Prince Yo.  Prince Moo becomes king. Prince Moo gets poisoned by mercury because of Prince Won’s scheming and Prince Yo ends up not being dead after all.  Yo takes the throne (to the great pleasure of his evil mother, Queen Yoo) and uses Hae Soo against Prince So… for almost 3 years. In that time, Yo wants the precious 10th Prince Eun and his wife killed for being “traitors” and So is unable to help them to safety. Lemme tell ya, it broke my heart all to pieces to see Eun die. 

Originally posted by park-eunhuii

Thankfully, there is SOME happy during those bleak and dark almost 3 years… 

Originally posted by kdramafeed

Their love for each other keeps getting stronger and stronger, and Hae Soo patiently waits for Prince So. But it doesn’t stay happy for long.  Prince So pushes Hae Soo away so that he can focus on his own plans to save lives in the kingdom that Yo would strike down. Finally, when some bad things start happening to Yo, and So decides it’s finally time to strike. Along with his younger brother, 14th Prince Jung, and Prince Eun’s wife’s father (who was a decorated military general), Prince So becomes king after Yo dies of a heart attack.  

Originally posted by vivere-militare-est-1991

Now on the throne, So makes sure that Hae Soo is always by his side, and again, viewers were given little glimmers of hope that everything would be okay in the end. But the glimmers fade out soon enough and we are left with crippling heartache.  Things in the palace were still way out of whack and Queen Hwang Bo, who I’d always thought was the better queen, did a total 180 and started some dastardly plans of her own. Originally, she’d been trying to force Wook into vying for the throne, but he resisted vehemently at first and then ultimately failed after he decided to pursue it with all his might, so instead she turned to her last hope- her daughter Princess Hwang Bo Yeon. 

Originally posted by vivere-militare-est-1991

… So ended up having to marry Princess Hwang Bo Yeon- his half sister. If he didn’t, her family would have dropped all support of the crown and ultimately would have taken other families of power with them.  But So wanted to remain true to Hae Soo, and he shunned Princess Hwang Bo Yeon every time she got near him.  However, that didn’t mean all was peachy keen with So and Hae Soo. She’d begun to realize that the throne was changing So in a bad way, and after 5 years of being trapped in the palace in the Goryeo Dynasty, she was ready to just be done with it all and leave.  

Originally posted by younqshin

Her salvation comes in the form of 14th Prince Jung. You learn that aside from being one of her few loyal friends, Prince Jung had fallen for Hae Soo. He’d petitioned Yo while he was king to get her hand in marriage. He knew that it would be the only way to truly keep her safe.  This made Yo happy because it meant that you could use it against Prince So. And now that So was king, he was bound to carrying out the last declaration that Yo had put on paper- which was giving Hae Soo to Prince Jung. It was a tense few moments, because So truly loved her and always told her that she was his, but once he learned that she’d been in love with Prince Wook at first, he got angry, and sent her away to Prince Jung, vowing to never speak to her again. 

Originally posted by banghae

Hae Soo is happy to leave the palace, but very sad that she cannot be with So. (Come on, who wouldn’t be?) But she didn’t want them to end up hating one another in the end, so she left. 

When she goes to live with Prince Jung as his wife, she learns that she is carrying So’s child- a daughter, and makes Jung promise that she will never go to the palace.  They keep the baby a secret, and then, because of an illness, Hae Soo dies. 

Originally posted by liveforeverneversaynever

So had no idea what was going on, since he thought that Jung and Hae Soo were actually in love (he was spying on them for a while). She wrote him letters, trying to tell him she was dying, and they went unread because of his anger.  When word finally gets to him, he basically has a breakdown of all breakdowns. 

Originally posted by banghae

Poor Prince Jung doesn’t take it very well either, since Hae Soo was his first and real true love, even though she didn’t reciprocate it.  So he raises Hae Soo and So’s daughter, keeping her away from the palace as much as possible, except to visit the grave of Prince Eun…

Originally posted by joowons

… where the little girl accidentally runs into her daddy.  So obviously realizes that it is, in fact, his child, but he also knows that taking her away from Jung would be a mistake, so he tells his brother to visit him every once in a while. 

Originally posted by haesco

Suddenly, Go Ha Jin wakes up from yet another nightmare. She nearly died and was in a coma for almost a year, and now, she has nightmares so bad that she cries thinking of a man she can’t completely remember. It all starts coming back to her when she sees an art exhibit from the Goryeo Dynasty and sees all the paintings of So. 

Originally posted by mary-s

So stands there, facing his palace, and vows that if she really was from another time, he will find her. 

Originally posted by derbydeets

So here are my thoughts-

WAS THIS THE KOREAN GAME OF THRONES OR SOMETHING?! FOR FUCKS SAKE. 

Things I loved about this drama: all of it.

Things I hated about this drama: all of it. 

Really.

When I started Scarlet Heart Ryeo, things were dire, but doable. Hae Soo was adjusting and you could kind of see where things might have ended up.  She was still cheerful and bright and making everyone around her happy.  By the end, she was just sad, and it hurt to watch such a happy girl down so low. I spent the second half of this drama dreading every episode, but also anticipating, hoping that the mood would lift. Of course, it didn’t, but that didn’t make me like it any less. She was terribly in love with him, and he with her, and it hurt me to my core that they didn’t end up together. But then, my heart ached for Jung as well, because he lost the love of his life and even though he remarried years later, it was never the same. That little girl ended up being his whole life. And So, even though he and Princess Hwang Bo Yeon had a son, knew that her main goal was not to only be Queen, but Queen Mother, and that his own son would want his throne, just like what happened to his father. His heart always remained with Hae Soo. GOD THIS DRAMA HURT. 

I also spent the last half of the drama wishing bodily harm on Yo, Won, and more often than not- Wook. In the beginning, Prince Wook was a wonderful man. But greed and loss threw him into wanting things he couldn’t have, and it ended very badly for him. He didn’t die until a while after Hae Soo, but it was still sad that in the very very end, only 3 of the 8 brothers were still alive.  In parts of the last half of SHR, I just wished that Wook would fling his deceitful ass off a cliff to save me the heartache. 

Yo and Won are a different story.  I have never felt so murderous in my entire life. I was ready to jump through the fucking screen and torture them myself. I remember telling the other admins in the group chat that they should get fucked by a rusty spoon and get tetanus.  And also Yo should be covered in paper cuts, doused with lemon juice and salt, and eaten alive by piranhas after getting one of those little stringy fish up in his dick and suffering. I really hated Yo, can you tell? 

It was clear from the start that Prince Yo was a bad guy (probably his eyebrows), and Prince Won just looked fucking shady. I wholeheartedly expected that Yo would be a bastard of epic proportions, but some of the other things, like Wooks betrayal, threw me for a loop.  At the start, I had really been rooting for him over So. 

Originally posted by thatdecember

Once they started going through kings like having to change underwear, I began to think that maybe the throne itself was laced with poisoned cushions or something. It seemed to make everyone batshit crazy.  It hurt me most with So because at first, his intentions were honorable- he just wanted everyone to stop fucking dying and for people to be free. It’s what Hae Soo wanted too, and I think that was his major driving force. She kept him from being known as a “bloody monarch” because of the choices she made, but in the end, it just made them both sad. 

Now, normally, I stay the hell away from historical dramas and melodramas. It’s kind of my rule because I *know* I won’t like them and that they won’t end the way I hope they will. I was thoroughly convinced that this one could have had a happier ending. And if the writers had cut some filler from the last episode or even just tacked on an episode 21, it might have ended with So finding a way into the modern era to be with her. But it didn’t. It ended simply with him saying “I’ll find you” and then leaving it at that. 

Which makes me think… maybe a season 2? However, given that this is a remake of another drama and kdramas aren’t known for having multiple seasons like, EVER, I’m trying not to get my hopes up. I can imagine it in my head all I want, but that won’t make it a reality, unfortunately.

Originally posted by lavenderbyun

The kisses, though… man… those almost made this worth it. Lee Joon Ki sure knows what the hell he’s doing with his mouth. And I am thankful. 

It is very likely that I will never watch this again, but I won’t say that it’s a bad drama. While it is TOTALLY not my style at all, it was wonderful. I didn’t like crying my damn eyes out through 15 of the 20 episodes, but when it got happy those few times, I was on cloud nine. I really just wish I had more accurate words to describe my love/hate relationship with Scarlet Heart Ryeo. I wanted so desperately for them to be happy. But once I realized it wouldn’t happen, it was too late, and I was sucked in and couldn’t stop watching. So I’m gonna sit here and PRAY LIKE FUCK for a second season. It would be HIGHLY ENTERTAINING to see Prince So in the 21st century… hahahahahaha ^-^

Now, after all the soul ripping that this drama has inflicted, let’s look at some of the happy moments of this drama! Here’s some behind the scenes GIFs and some of my favorite parts of the show that will end this review on a happy note!

Originally posted by jellybaeek

Here’s my Bacon, Prince Eun being a happy puppy!

Originally posted by jngn-km

And here is Eun and Wook dancing with swords :)

Originally posted by iuyonew

One of the most touching scenes was when So protected Hae Soo from the rain after her torture… and it turned into them playing behind the scenes ::happy squeal::

Originally posted by yuhwan

Clearly Prince Yo and his bow didn’t get along lol ^-^

Originally posted by starfishlove

Lee Joon Ki’s smile gives me life in this drama. It didn’t happen often, but when it did, oh boy. 

Originally posted by twerkingforkyungsoo

At least they kept it interesting hahahahahaha ^-^

Originally posted by liveforeverneversaynever

Their chemistry was off the charts. Like, I’d be totally happy and in love with them if they got married for real and had cute little babies. 

Originally posted by joowons

AWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!! 

Well, I really hope that y’all give this one a chance. I’m sorry I couldn’t write this review with less or no spoilers, but my feels are still WAYYYYY OFF THE DAMN CHARTS and I couldn’t contain myself. It definitely takes you through the gamut of emotions. Go watch this on DramaFever and tell me what you think! Maybe if we all wish hard enough, we will get a season 2!!! KEEP PRAYING!!!

-Admin Noona ( @hakyeonssassface )

Part Two!

So I wrote another chapter today and was like, “Why wait!”

So here you are, an extra chapter that is entirely because I blew Noctis off and ended up writing about him anyways. 

Noctis Month. 


Fandom: Final Fantasy 15 / Relationships: Prompto/Noctis 

Tags: Noctis, Prompto, Noctis Figures Things Out, Fluff, Cute, Just Noctis Basically, A Little Drabble Mostly 


Chapter Nine: In Hindsight, It Was Only Natural.

Noct became aware of the fact slowly, like he was waking up.


“Noct!”

Prompto jumped on top of him, almost knocking the wind out of him and making them both stumble. He huffed and turned slightly, getting Prompto’s full sunshine smile, all teeth and warm cheeks and valley of freckles.

It made his heart flutter a little and he instantly pushed him off.

“One of these days, you are going to make us fall.”

Prompto just smiled and walked beside him, his camera already in his hands.

“And one of these days, you are going to appreciate my friendship.”

Noct snorted, watching as Prompto began taking pictures, tiny moments of the camera going off as they continued on.


“ Noct! ”

Prompto threw a pillow at him, stopping his story right before the good part, both Gladio and Ignis giving him a smirk.

Noct just took the pillow and cuddled with it, giving his friend a smile.

“Prompto, it was great though.”

Prompto glared at him, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

Noct thought that it was a good look, his freckles seeming to spread out across the blush, his eyes bright and bordering a more vibrant purple, his face both smiling and trying hard not to be amused.

It was a look that set his heart fluttering, a sense of both excitement and mischief mixing around.

“Well, I am so glad my pain causes you enjoyment. But come on. Dude.  I trusted you to keep it between us.”

Noct didn’t know why.

Prompto had been trying to take a picture of some baby birds in a nest, trying to get an angle from the ground looking up. He had begun walking backwards, trying to get a good shot that showed the babies when he had slipped on water, shrieking like a banshee as he fell, his face filled with horror as he death-gripped his camera.

Noct had been laughing ever since, coming home to find the two people who he knew would appreciate the thought.

And they had, Gladio bursting out with laughter while Ignis didn’t try very hard to cover the smile on his face.

Prompto had attacked Noct after and Noct decided that it was very bit worth it.


“Noct.”

Noct didn’t even glance at him, his eyes focused on the monster in front of him.

“Prom.”

His friend instantly paused the game, Noct grumbling at the fact that he almost defeated the boss. He threw his controller down, looking fully at Prompto as he glared at his phone. His friend gave him a nervous smile.

“Dude. It’s like, one in the morning.”

Noct’s eyes widened and he looked at Prompto as his friend held up the phone, the time lighting up for him.

1:10am.

Noct groaned and instantly rubbed his eyes, his body slowly realizing that he hadn’t been sleeping. A yawn escaped as he stretched, his eyes instantly closing.

“Noct, dude. Don’t just fall asleep on the couch instantly. You can totally make it to the bedroom.”

Hands grabbed at him and Noct felt himself melting more, a sense of peace washing over even if Prompto was trying to be annoying and get him to wake up.

Noct did make it to the bedroom, albeit with the help of a very annoying and bit crabby Prompto, and soon they were facing one another, both too tired to care that they were sleeping in the same bed in only their boxers. They cuddled next to one another and slept through Prompto’s alarm and all seven of Noct’s, only waking up when Ignis came and dragged them both out of bed.


“Noct?”

His dad was worse off than he has ever seen him, more tired and aged and depending on his cane to walk. Noct wasn’t an idiot. He knew what the Crystal did; what protecting the people did.

He just didn’t like it.

“Noct…?”

He clenched his fists as he sat, his mind still seeing the dark circles under his dad’s eyes, seeing the way he was drooping, seeing the way the crinkles were getting more prominent.

“Noct.”

He felt the burning sensation in his throat, a small whimper coming out. His eyes burned too, his vision blurring just slightly. His hands burned; squeezed harder, his body beginning to shake.

There was just this burning all over his body, filled with sorrow and fear and for the love of the Astrals, why didn’t he see it sooner!?

Hands slowly wrapped around him, a familiar body pulling him close. Noct made a small noise in surprise as Prompto wrapped him in a hug. But his friend didn’t say anything, just pulled him in all the way, his hands firm and solid and just holding Noct.

Prompto was like balm for Noct’s burning existence, like water settling a fire so that all was left was a helplessness.

It felt nice and Noct hung on for dear life, even as the situation crashed down on him.

He felt himself breaking, his hands snaking around Prompto’s stomach as his dad’s tired smile appeared in his mind’s eyes, his words echoing hollowly in his head.

“I am fine Noctis. It is simply the duty of the King. No need to worry about such things yet. You have your life ahead of you.”

He buried his head into Prompto’s chest, not caring that he was already crying, his mouth opening to drag in air, his voice coming out in tiny, hurt whimpers.

Prompto adjusted their positions, letting them both fall to the floor as he basically cradled Noct, his chin resting on Noct’s head and his hands running circles down his back.

“Oh Noct.”

The words were whispered, filled with all the emotion that Noct felt and he broke, crying loudly and ugly and dirtying Prompto’s shirt and bundling it in his hands and just basically giving up on any sense of composure he thought he could pull off.

Prompto just held him, held him until he stopped crying and after, held him as they moved from the floor to the bed, held him as he fell asleep and held him when he woke up.


“Noct…”

Noct woke up slowly, his eyes opening slightly.

Sunlight filtered through his blinds, not blinding but enough to light up the room.

Nothing moved and no one was there to wake him up.

There was just Prompto.

He was right in front of him, his face calm and his mouth only slightly opened, his breath leaving warm stretches on Noct’s face.

Noct slowly blinked, his hand rubbing sleep from his eyes as he stretched slightly.

Prompto barely shifted, moving just slightly before letting out sigh and sleeping more.

Noct smiled, settling in his side, a hand propping up his head as he took Prompto in for a second.

In this light, he could make out Prompto’s freckles, the kisses from the sun seeming relaxed and just gently spread across his face and shoulders.

He could see the bundle of long eyelashes, curling into and away from each other.

He could see his lips, slightly chapped because Prompto did that thing where he worked them whenever he was nervous and never bothered to wear chapstick.

He could see his hair, looking ever the picture of a Chocobo butt, even though neither had ever seen one.

In the slight darkness, Noct could make out the slight way Prompto moved his lips in sleep, his face relaxing at some dream.

“Noctis.”

It was a whisper, a simple movement that came out with a sigh but it woke Noct up more than anything.

To more than just the day.

Noct blinked for a second, letting the feeling wash over him.

Oh.

He sighed then, letting himself hit the pillow gently and carefully arranging himself so that him and Prompto were breathing together.

He felt the blush slowly set in his cheeks, the feeling multiplying and almost bursting in his heart.

It was a good feeling, one that settled in his heart and spread throughout the rest of his body.

“Good things come to those that wait.”

Noct sighed, letting his eyes wander over Prompto se more as he waited for those violet-blue eyes to open.


I am glad I waited.

Shopping Date

Originally posted by thearchitectwwe

Summary - Can you do a Cesaro imagine. Nothing too specific but maybe where they spend the whole day together and he takes her shopping and they just enjoy each other’s company. Super fluff plz 

Pairing - Cesaro X Female Reader

WordCount - 1,824

Requested by - @blurredlyrics

Written by -  Tacha

A/N - Requests are OPEN


Your eyes fluttered open as you felt the gentle motion of your boyfriend stroking your hair, you sighed as you moved closer to your boyfriend’s warm embrace, he was so comfortable. How can someone’s chest be so soft, like a pillow?

“Good morning love.” Cesaro spoke gently, you mumble an incoherent “good morning” as you stretched out your limbs, your body tense after your match last night. Today you could have very easily spent the day in bed snuggled up to Cesaro, but you knew Cesaro wasn’t one to spend the day in bed.

“At least we’ve got the day off, so we can spend some much-needed quality time together.” Cesaro’s statement, made you look up at
 him, Cesaro smiled. He loved how you appeared first thing in the morning, with the bed hair and your beautiful makeup-free face. Cesaro’s thumb began to trace soft lines of your features.

“What did you have in mind?” You questioned as your eyes closed briefly. The soft motions of Cesaro’s thumb tracing your face was relaxing. He truly underestimated how much of an effect he had on you.

“I was thinking that we could do a little shopping and have some lunch together. We could also just get dressed, drive around and see if anything peaks our interest. But first I must do this.” Your face squinted, confused as you had no idea what Cesaro must do first thing in the morning. When his hands sandwich your face between them, you knew exactly what he was talking about, he moved down on the bed so he was now level with you, leaning in so he could capture your lips in a loving embrace. Cesaro always had been a magical kisser, as you kissed back your mind was taken out of the room. All you could see and feel was you and Cesaro, morning kisses were definitely your favourite.


After spending a little while kissing Cesaro you both decided it was time to get out of bed and get ready for your adventure. After you were dressed, you and Cesaro left the hotel and got into your rental car, not know what you were going to end up doing. While Cesaro drove, you looked out of the window, wondering what you could possibly get up too.

“You look beautiful.” Cesaro complimented as his eyes scanned for places, he couldn’t wait to stop to spend time with you, he didn’t want to spend the entire day in the car.

“Thank you handsome, you know you don’t look too bad yourself.” Cesaro extended his hand which you accepted pressing a soft kiss to his knuckles. Cesaro suddenly turned the car down a road and begin parking.

“Where are we going?” You asked as Cesaro got out of the car, quick to walk towards your car door so he could open it for you. Cesaro as always was ever the gentleman. Cesaro didn’t say anything, he took your and began walking down the street before you noticed what Cesaro could have possibly caught his interest.

“An arcade?” You questioned, Cesaro lifted up his glasses before winking.

“I have always wanted to win you something out of an arcade like they do in the movies. The guy wins the girl a stuffed animal and then the girl falls hopelessly in love with the guy.”

“But I am already am hopelessly in love with you.” You replied Cesaro brought the hand he was holding up to his lips kissing your knuckles gently. Cesaro often contemplated how he managed to get a girlfriend just as wonderful as you.

“And I am hopelessly in love with you too. Now my lady please let me win you a stuffed animal, to show just how much I love you.” Cesaro had always been the perfect gentlemen and occasionally extremely cheesy, to some it might be considered as sickly sweet but to you, it was a beautiful and elegant combination. You lead Cesaro into the arcade wondering just how good the Swiss Superman really was.

After just ten games on the grab and win machine’s, Cesaro had managed to win you not only one but two stuffed animals, you immediately began to quiz Cesaro there was no doubt those machine’s were tricky and built to get people to spend money, but somehow Cesaro had managed to outsmart the machine and defeat the entire concept of a grab and win machine.
“Are you sure your not secretly Clark Kent because seriously what you did was rather magical? Like mind blowing good.

“Wait can I say nothing is impossible, especially when it comes to swooning my girl. Now, what do you say we stop for a bit of lunch and then go and do some shopping?”

“That sounds like a great idea.” Now that Cesaro had done something incredibly sweet for you, you wanted to return the favour. You just had no idea what you could possibly do?

After you and Cesaro drove around for a little bit longer trying to find a place to eat, you found a cute little cafe to stop at. Cesaro loved his coffee, so there would be no better place. As you entered the cafe a group of young men immediately looked up by the excited reaction you knew they were hardcore WWE fans and one of them was wearing Cesaro’s latest t-shirt, that might have given it away also.

As soon as you sat down the group of young men made their way over to your table while you was more than happy to let Cesaro sign and take photo’s, who knows maybe they were fans of yours also but as soon as the young men got within an inch of the table Cesaro stood up. At first glance, you thought he was going to entertain the young men.
“Cesaro I am huge fans of yours. Like I’ve been following your career forever.”
“Yeah man your so lucky, you’re one-half of the tag team champions and you’ve got the next Woman’s champion on your arms, not to mention she’s smokin’ hot.”

“Thank you, boys, your kind words mean a lot. But please I’m trying to spend the day with my girlfriend today. Would you mind giving us a little privacy? If you’re still here after me and Y/N finish our meal then I will gladly sign and take pictures with you.” Cesaro had ever said anything of the sort to a fan before, you thought that maybe the boys would have taken it badly or thought Cesaro was a massive jerk for his actions but they nodded their heads in agreement.

“Hey, man I’ve got a girlfriend who lives out of state so I get what you mean. Every moment of privacy is like gold to me. Come on dude let them have their lunch, we can always grab some more food and wait.” The young men walked away leaving you looking up at your boyfriend confused, he knew he didn’t have to do that.

“Love you should of have interacted with them, I wouldn’t have cared. You stop and wait for me all the time with my fans.”. Cesaro smiled as he leant over kissing you softly.

“I will my love, just after we’ve had our Lunch. They understood besides I got thinking earlier.”

“Isn’t that dangerous?” You questioned teasingly, he rolled his eyes as a waitress came over and you both ordered.

“You’re funny you know that. Well, maybe we should start having a date night once a week? I know we travel together and all of that but it’s not really quality time together. So once a week find a time where we are both not busy and we make that date night, whether it’s going out to dinner, seeing a movie together or just watching TV curled up on the couch. Does that sound good to you?”

“Of-course it does, now I don’t feel like I have to steal you to get quality time together.” With this idea of date night, you both began to enjoy your meal within the cafe.

After your Lunch at the cafe, Cesaro did stop to sign and take photos with the young group of men who actually stayed around to be able to have an opportunity to take photos with you and Cesaro. You walked around a small row of shops, currently, you had picked up some new gym gear, a couple of new phone cases, a new purse, and we’re currently looking through racks for new jeans, some t-shirts and a couple of new dresses since Spring would soon be upon you. While you were looking for you, you found the men’s section and decided to take a look, maybe you could buy Cesaro something for being as amazing as he was. As you browsed through the racks you managed to pick out Cesaro a couple of new shirts, one t-shirt that had 007 on it because you knew just how much Cesaro loved James bond. After finishing up you paid before Cesaro could even attempt to stop you. He always did so much for you that you wanted to return the favour


As you returned the hotel, you felt a pair of strong arms wrap around your waist, kissing your neck softly.

“What are you doing?” You asked softly, as one hand moved so you could cup Cesaro’s face gently

“Am I not allowed to kiss my beautiful girlfriend?” Cesaro replied as he spun around in his arms, snaking your arms his neck he pulled you closer.

“I’ve got a surprise for you.” You told Cesaro as he looked down at you grinning.

“That’s weird because I have a surprise for you.” Biting your lip lightly you pulled away, heading towards near your suitcases where the bag of Cesaro’s gifts were. You held the bag out of him.

“You didn’t have to buy me anything” Cesaro moved so he could sit on the bed as he pulled out the clothing, he took his time to look at the shirts that you had gotten him. As he pulled out the back the black 007 shirt.

“Thank you so much love, I love it. I’ve been wanting to get a James Bond shirt. I just never got around to it. Come here.” You walked over towards him taking a spot on the bed beside him. He leant down pulling something from next to the bed handing you a bag. Peering into the bag, you smiled as you pulled a beautiful dress in your favourite colour, with shoes to match the dress.

“I thought you could wear this on our first date night.” You smiled brightly at Cesaro. Cesaro always claimed that he was the lucky one, but you felt like you were the lucky one. Never had a man made you feel this way. Cesaro moved so he could fall comfortably on the bed.

“I love you.” Cesaro whispered

“I love you too.”

Your Kids' Bios (Calum)

Sienna Mae Louise Hood

As a baby/toddler:

Sienna was Calum’s little princess. She was his pride and joy. She was his life now that he was a father. He was really jealous when Luke and Michael had their little boys, but now he had a princess to spoil. He loved her to the moon and back. He cried when she was born and when he held her for the first time he promised her that he would never let anyone hurt and and that he would always be there for his little princess. (He also promised to take her shoe shopping whenever she wanted and to Disneyland once a year). You were both so happy to have a little person in you’re life. She was an excellent baby cooing and smiling at everyone, that was until they went home and she cried for half the night. She basically lived in Calum’s arms, she hated when he put her down. So he didn’t basically. She was a giggly baby who loved to show off in front of her uncles, dancing around in a Minnie Mouse dress.

As a child:

Sienna is so dainty, innocent and cute, Calum made sure that no one would be able to hurt her. She was a really well behaved girl, she liked reading, finger painting, tea parties, making friends but mostly ballet. She had been doing ballet since she was 3 years old, in a tutu, tiny ballet slippers and a little bun at the top of her head. She was really good at it and her teacher reckoned that one day she could be an amazing ballerina. Calum is always so proud seeing his daughter on stage, doing graceful little bunny hops and then much more complicated routines as she gets older. He buys her flowers ever time and she runs into his arms every time she gets off stage, smothering him with kisses. She believed everything her Dad told her, whether it was that she was the best dancer and the most prettiest girl in the world or that Santa wont leave her any presents if she pulls her baby brothers hair. She absolutely adored her dad. She was the boss of him though, you had to do it her way or no way at all. She was a bit of a diva, but that was mainly because of Calum’s constant doting and spoiling.

As a teenager:

Sienna grows up a lot at around age 12-13. She quits ballet for cheer-leading. She stops being cutesy and her school skirt becomes shorter each week. She stops listening to her dads ever word, and does the opposite to what he tells her. She gets a boyfriend. She doesn’t do her homework. She sneaks out to go drinking with Alex Clifford and Aria Hemmings. She definitely isn’t her daddy’s little girl anymore. She likes boys, horror films and 13-17 discos, the kind that every parent knows illegally sells overpriced alcohol but they think their child is too innocent and smart to even consider it. She no longer likes Disney movies, playing barbies with Mummy, tour bus cuddles with her uncles and she doesn’t want to spend quality time with her Dad. Ever. The little girl that used to cry everyday that he was on tour, now thinks hes embarrassing and screams “I hate you!” at him every time he tells her that she’s not aloud to do something. She is 5'8 tanned girl with long dark girls and a face that belonged on Maybelline commercials. She is what teenage boys would call “Sexy” and it made Calum worry about her, especially because she had more boyfriends that he had hit songs. They work it out eventually though and she agrees to hang out with him if he tries not to embarrass her in front of her friends.

** Nickname:** Si _(But she prefers her first name) & _Bug-A-Boo (Her Dad, since she was a baby)

Eye colour: Brown

Hair colour: Brown

Style: Girly, Hipster with a hint of stripper

Personality: Confident, bossy, likeable, some might call her a slut, but underneath it all she is a fragile, caring girl.

Likes: Fries, parties, cheer, boys, roller coasters, getting dressed up and milkshakes.

Dislikes: Staying in on a Friday night, idiots, science, sausages and when her dad’s fans call her “cute”.

Best Friends: Aria Hemmings, Maeve Horan, Anna Payne and Ryan Clifford.

Boyfriend: Alex Clifford, much to her Dad’s protests (but he was a sweet guy really).

Pets: Family dog called Molly and a Bunny called snowflake though she desperately wants a snake.

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Ethan Thomas David Hood

As a baby:

Calum really loved his little princess, but he was so excited to have a little man in the house. He wanted to teach him to play soccer (Si despised it) and play Lego’s with him. He was so excited for him to be born and once again cried the first time he held him. You thought Sienna cried a lot, but Ethan cried almost twice as much, giving you a headache as soon as you arrived home. You went for a nap and left Calum alone for the first time with him. He left the baby alone for literally a second, when he heard his newborn cry and a little girl’s giggle. Sienna, your sweet little 5 year old, had kicked her newborn brother. Calum screamed at her, which made her cry so now he had two crying kids and that made him cry because he was already so stressed and tired and he loved his family so much and he just wanted them to get along. When you came down stairs Calum had Ethan sleeping on one side of his chest and Sienna half draped over the other, and they we all sleeping. After than your kids learned to get on with each other…well they kid of had a love/hate relationship. Ethan was a really hungry baby and he was so cute. The fans called him a miniature Calum, and that was exactly what he was.

As a toddler/child:

Ethan was such a poser from a very young age. You dressed him up in really cute outfits and he was happy to pose for anyone who wanted to take his picture, whether it was you or a fan. He was literally a selfie “queen” from age 4. He was certainly cute and Calum would proudly say “He gets if from me!” when people would comment on him. Calum had finally gotten all he wanted in a son. Ethan loved playing Legos and was happy to spend all day playing video games with his dad. Best of all he was a soccer prodigy. He loved the sport and was amazingly good at it. By age 10, he was tough for even Calum to beat. He was a funny little thing, joking about everything no matter how serious it was. He was very popular at school despite clinging onto your leg and crying on the first day. He played soccer with the little boys after school and even inviting some girls round for tea. Calum and Sienna teased him, saying that he had lots of little girlfriends. He was really embarrassed and said that he was never ever going to get a girlfriend ad that he wanted to marry you instead. Calum just laughed knowing that that wouldn’t last long eve though his son was barely 5.

As a teenager:

Ethan grew up as quickly as his sister did. As soon as he started secondary school, he wanted little to do with his parents - even though they still had to drive him everywhere and he had to be home before dark. He lost interest in school and video games and instead wanted to be out with his friends. He worried you so much the first time he stayed out past curfew, Calum assured you he would be fine, but started to put his foot down when it became a regular thing. He was determined not to let his son go wild, after completely loosing control of his daughter. Calum warned him many times but Ethan just responded by sneaking out, covering a nearby town with graffiti and even trying weed (but he completely regretted it). Calum was about to completely loose his head, but then he had angry complaints of a dad of Ethan’s ex girlfriends, claiming he had cheated on her. Calum looked into this and was completely outraged when he found out that your son was a player. Ashton’s son, was a bit wild to be honest, but wouldn’t hurt a fly unless they hurt his family. As expected, both of Luke Hemmings sons were the kindest, sweetest most caring young guys he knew. Even Michael Fucking Clifford’s sons were both complete gentlemen when it came to girls (and he would know that because one of them was dating his daughter) but his son - was an asshole. Calum couldn’t believe it. He grounded your son for literally 2 months, and suck to it. Ethan was so angry, but he channeled all his aggression into soccer and by the end of it all, he was still a hard partier, but at least he knew how to respect people. And his soccer career really seemed to be looking up.

Nickname: Ethe (Family) & Lil Dude (Calum, even though he’s taller than him since age 15)

Eye colour: Brown

Hair colour: Brown

**Style: ** Jock

Personality traits: Confident, funny, asshole, smart, honest (after learing that his dad will always find out the truth)

Likes: Soccer, apples, video games, girls, parties and the beach

Dislikes: Horror Movies, lemons, girls who turn him down and his dad (sometimes)

Best Friends: Harry Irwin, Kade Malik, Lilia Clifford and Noah Horan

Boyfriend: Kaylee Payne (after breaking up with her at age 13 and again at 16, when she gives him another change he respects her)

Pets: Family dog called Molly

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Hello, this is my review of the Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki-kun tarot I hope you like it I know it has been sought after and seeing that I am an experienced tarot reader and also an avid fan, I have taken upon myself to give you guys the best analysis possible so enjoy!! This is really long and the crappy picture above is from me. You’re welcome. B)

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Snow: Overwatch x Reader pt. 1

Playing with a minor modern au here, split the cast into equal groups of two this time. I’ve got work in a few hours so part 2 will either be up when I get home or some time tomorrow because I’m off. Afterwards, I’ve got a request to do a date edition where I melt your hearts with fluffy stuff, I’m working on a Hanzo x Reader and a separate McCree x Reader, and then I might go and make some of the “readers” from my Thunderstorm fics into characters.


Lucio
• He wakes you up in the morning by beatboxing in your ear, and once your eyes open he thrust the curtains apart and shows off the glittering landscape of white snow.
• His smile is so bright, you wonder if you’re still dreaming somehow but he pulls the window open and grabs a handful of snow, blowing it into the room with a whoop of laughter.
• He wants snowmen and snowwomen and whatever else, he wants snow angels and ice forts, the works. You have to show him the ropes, he says, you promised.
• With a groan and smile, you push him out the room to get dressed and as you’re not eager to get sick, you make sure to bundle up.
• Lucio has a good idea of what to wear but you grab a green toque and scarf just in case.
• Most of the morning is spent building a massive snow fort on the front lawn, one build enough to rival Reinhardt’s castle from across the street. Then you engage in snow warfare, enlisting Hana and Lena help when Reinhardt brings out Jack and Gabriel.
• The road between your two houses is white with snowball splatter. Lucio’s adorable nose is shiny and red. You all break for lunch, warming him up with soup before you spring the next surprise: sledding.

Reinhardt
• Reinhardt loves snow, really. Before you even wake up, he’s already built a dozen or so snow people that are scattered all over the yard. But it’s so much more than that! Tiny snow dragons with fierce snarling mouths, grotesque trolls, and ornate castles, delicate figures carved from ice.
• He’s both proud and bashful at your admiration of his work, but now you want your own castle so you two spend the day crafting a formidable fortress of ice. Everyone in the neighbourhood is super jealous because Reinhardt is physically capable of lifting large blocks of ice.
• Afterwards you both take hot showers and pull together to bake cookies, cuddling under some blankets and watching passerby’s gape at your masterpiece.
• Play gets decorated for Christmas, he puts you on his shoulders so you can get the star on the huge ass tree he picked out.
• King of Christmas sweaters, dude.
• The ice castle gets bigger and bigger throughout the winter, the neighbour kids fight over it constantly so you and Reinhardt have to supervise. A lot.
• The Queen (Ana) knights you and Reinhardt as caretakers of the castle so there is no confusion. Fareeha is the princess, Reaper is the dragon, and 76 moonlights as a knight when he isn’t feeling cranky.

Reaper
• Winter is hibernation for Reaper, but he’s also extra cuddly. You wake up with his beard rubbing up against your back and his arms snaking around your waist.
• Snowballs fights are intense though. While it takes you maybe ten seconds to form your snowball, he gets five done. He doesn’t completely go to town on you thought, but by the end of a fight your hair is dripping wet.
• He is totally that person that puts rocks in their snowballs when battling rivals. There is a reason Jack always wears a mask.
• Did I mention Reaper is super cuddly? Because that’s all he wants to do, seriously. Savour this moment.
• As much as he detests the cold, hearing you giggle and laugh while throwing snowballs at him is something he always remembers in tough times away from you.
• He makes a mean hot chocolate, there are tons of marshmallows.
• Really likes watching the stop-motion Christmas movies with Rudolph.

Soldier 76
• He is such a dad.
• Type of person to shovel everyone’s sidewalk, ready to break out the ice melt for the really icy bits, and he shovels the road when the snow crews are “too slow”.
• You help by sweeping up after him, you’re very proficient with a snow blower.
• You guys compete with Reaper in who has the best shovelled sidewalk.
• 76 is a Christmas freak, really. He has had your present picked out since July. He is literally so good at picking gifts people wonder if he’s physic.
• He knits ugly Christmas sweaters and sells them, donates the money to children’s charity. Reinhardt always gets copies. Reaper totally has some too, but don’t tell anyone.
• The cold helps Jack relax a bit more so the two of you tend to spend more time in time just staring into each others eyes.

Mercy
• What a mom.
• She’s always making sure your bundled up well, and that you’ve got a thermos with soup of hot chocolate.
• You handle the brunt of yard work and Mercy encourages you with kisses.
• She has a collection of snow globes that she breaks out when winter hits, a lot are part musical box so you play them a lot.
• You too dance to a lot of Christmas songs, Mercy’s not the best dancer so she keeps her feet on top of yours.
• She was probably a field medic during the war, and what she’s seen has probably kept her up at night, so she works as a nurse at the children’s hospital. You bring in books for the two of you to read for the children. You make all the funny voices while she’s the narrator (You totally get Reinhardt to come in as Santa Claus if Torbjorn can’t make it).
• You guys do a lot of crafts as well when the weather gets really bad, your Christmas tree if full of homemade ornaments.

Roadhog
• Roadhog makes the best snow people, and he also takes great pleasure in destroying other peoples snow people.
• Has the cutest collection of Christmas sweaters, doesn’t care how embarrassing they look because you think he looks adorable.
• You guys go sledding a lot and he picks snowball fights with anyone willing to take him on. Mostly Junkrat though.
• Roadhog doesn’t necessarily enjoy winter, but he likes that you can throw what it produces.
• You catch him lying in the backyard when its snowing, mask off, and mouth wide open so he can eat the snow flakes. His face is speckled with snowflakes, his cheeks red, and you snap a picture only for him to drag you onto his stomach.
• It’s quiet and the two of you make the weirdest snow angel ever, but Roadhog loves it.
• You guys are the weird people that find theme parks and ride the Ferris wheel in the cold when no one else will, he sits you on his lap so your bum doesn’t freeze.

Winston
• When the snow falls, you and Winston gather the icy snow and pour maple syrup over it and then eat it. It’s a French thing Widowmaker let slip and Winston is all over it. Apparently its called maple taffy. Try it, it’s great. You have to heat up and syrup and drip it over the snow, let it freeze and then enjoy!
• Remember that one scene in Frosty the Snowman where the kid uses Winston as a sled? Yeah, Winston wants to try that. The snow gets in his shirt but he’s never moved that fast and listening to you scream and laugh makes his heart race.
• You guys have the best Christmas lights display because Athena is pretty much a huge leg up. You don’t know why your electricity bill isn’t higher, but you honestly don’t care.
• The amount of peanut butter related recipes Winston’s been hoarding is ludicrous and you two attempt making all of it for Christmas dinner for everyone else. Winston measures everything correctly, and everything turns out great even if you don’t bake often.
• Because everything is so quiet and still, it reminds Winston of the moon a lot so he gets a little melancholy but having you here with him makes everything better. When Christmas dinner comes around, you leave a plate setting open for Dr. Harold.
• When it’s really cold, you break out all the puzzle books and colouring books you can find and the two of you see if you can complete them all before spring.
• While Winston doesn’t have a crazy collection of Christmas sweaters, all of his are super warm and you totally just wear those when the to of you are home alone. He thinks you need to be some pants on.

Zarya
• She likes throwing you into snowdrifts.
• She also enjoys wrapping you up in layers whenever you guys go on long walk in to snow. She thinks your red nose is just too cute.
• Having Zarya on your team in a snowball is great, the snowballs are the size of your head and she throws them like a shot put.
• If you’re walking home and notice large snowdrifts on either side of the walkway, she’s waiting to ambush you. She likes nothing more than to tackle you into the snow and nuzzle your face because you make each other warm.
• If there’s a lake nearby, she participates in that activity where you jump nearly naked into the freezing water.
• She’s probably wrestled a polar bear, and she’s totally owns an Alaskan Malamute or one of those big Norwegian breeds.
• Vodka tastes really good cold; she keeps bottles out in the snow. People have tried getting at them. They haven’t.

Junkrat
• He knows you can’t set snow on fire but he still tries.
• Roasting marshmallows in the backyard, in the fire pit, makes him super giddy. He has stockpiles wood all year for these moments.
• Because everything goes to sleep in the winter, he likes setting fireworks off to keep things interesting.
• He has shoved snow down your shirt just so you can retaliate by throwing snow in his face. You prank each other like this all the time until Roadhog squashes you into a snowdrift.
• You and him work as Christmas elves and give toys to the less fortunate – he and Roadhog may or may not have threatened large companies to be more giving.
• You guys get a team together to play against Lucio at the local hockey rink, if you can’t skate Junkrat loops an arm around one of your and pulls you along with him. He won’t body check people until you can skate on your own, that what he says but even when you get better, he sticks close to you.
• When winter winds down, he commemorates this occasion by building a snowman and blowing it up.

Widowmaker
• She enjoys midnight walks through the city with you, her hand closed around yours and her face carefully hidden with a thick scarf. She gorgeous even when bundled up.
• Spending time indoors in small cafes with warm cups of hot chocolate and just shooting the breeze is enough for her.
• You can her skating on the small patch of ice in the backyard and you take her out to the local rink. She skates circles around you, but she’s so bloody graceful you don’t care. She could’ve been an Olympic figure skater, she blushes and calls you ridiculous.
• That maple taffy stuff? She’s all over it. But she totally doesn’t have a sweet tooth, nope, definitely not.
• You two watch all those terrible Christmas chick flicks and laugh the entire time at how convoluted and stupid they are.
• You take warm baths together in the tub after a long day.
• If you’re feeling especially down, Amelie knows a really nice French bakery in the area that bakes things fresh every morning.
Genji
• Genji loves a good snowball fight, but only after Mercy’s outfitted him in new armour that can withstand the freezing temperature.
• You talk him playing “Snowball Ninja” with you – you toss snowballs at him and he has to cut it with his sword or tanto. He cannot hit the icicles you throw at him or else he loses points. He accepts, its fun for you and extra training for him!
• You were worried Genji would have trouble dealing with the cold but he’s super warm! Nothing like spending an afternoon cuddling with the cyborg but mind how often he releases his shoulder vents
• Because of his new body, eating is…difficult, but he can do small amounts. You’ve got a few recipes to try and you make smaller portions so you don’t tax what remains of his digestive system.
• Watching all the Christmas classics with him is so fun, Christmas is a little different in Japan and because he was part of the yakuza, he’s never seen these movies before. He’s got one hell of a soft spot for Rudolph.
• He’s great at skating too, so you guys play hockey whenever you get the chance, and he teaches you how to skate if you can’t.
• You and Genji ambush Hanzo plenty of times over the winter by pelting him with snowballs. It’s the most fun you ever had because Genji can’t stop laughing at Hanzo’s anger, and then you two have to book to safety before the dragons come out. Which is cheating, Handsoap.

The Love Square: Chapter 2

Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug

Pairing: Ladynoir

Read chapter one here

Summary:  She wasn’t sure when she’d starting falling for her partner, but the revelation one day made Marinette extremely uncomfortable.

Note: So what started out as a short thing escalated quite quickly. It’s like, 11 pages in microsoft word and I’m confused as to where this all came from. Less than 24 hours after I posted the first chapter and I’m done. I clearly have lots of inspiration for this. This chapter is more focused on Adrien over Marinette for purposed which will be revealed quite quickly. Also, sorry not sorry for the cliffhanger. 

               Adrien was both ecstatic and upset over the conversation him and Ladybug had had the other day. She had finally admitted to liking him, but there was someone in her real life who she liked just as much. If not more than me, judging by the way she talked, he thought. He wish he could know who she was in real life and maybe then he’d be able to win her over completely. He sighed at the thought as she told him more often than not that their identities were to remain a secret, and he deeply respected that wish. He knew they were important, but he would give anything to know who she really was.

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