these gifs were made for each other

Let’s all be honest. THIS^^^ is how everyone finds out that Kara and Lena are together.

***Imagine it***

It’s like 6 in the evening. Game night. Everyone walks right in, because of course they do. Kara hurries out of her room, quickly covering up in a bathrobe and James is like,

“Kara, were you asleep already?”

And Winn is like,

“Did you forget about game night?”

And Alex and Kara are just staring at each other, not because Kara was apparently asleep already, and not because she apparently completely forgot about game night, but because beneath her robe, she’s wearing a pair of very fancy-looking black thigh-high stockings. (Because the night before was Kara and Lena’s one month anniversary, and let’s just say Kara made it a memorable one. It wasn’t that she had gone to bed early. It was that her an Lena were still in bed from the night before ;-) …anyway queue Lena stumbling out of Kara’s room, still half asleep like,

“What’s goin’ on? Come back to bed, babe.”

Her hairs a hot mess and she’s wearing nothing but one of Kara’s oversized sweatshirts and everyone is just standing in Kara’s kitchen, jaws on the floor like, ‘uh…. Kara?’

Enemies to Lovers

Request:  Hi! Can you do like an enemies to lovers with reader x Eric coulter please! Can you make the reader kinda hyper and sassy please? Thank you so much!

Pairing: Eric Coulter x reader

Warnings: none

Words: 700

 Even though you just had a short glance of him before you jumped into the moving train, you knew exactly who he was. He looked different of course, way more muscles, the black clothes, the tattoos, but you could still make him out easily.

Keep reading


lite smut, fluff

it was cold outside so, you had the heat booming and episodes of your favorite tv show rolling. your little sister, yenan cuddled up by your side with the hugest grin on her face.

“is he here?! is that him!?” she jumped up in excitement at the sound of a car door.

you shrugged. “it could be him, im not sure.”

sometimes, you thought that your little sister was more in love with dean than you were. she’s basically his #1 fangirl. she knows all of his songs which is super shocking since his songs are in korean and she only speaks english.

lucky for her, she’s been backstage at a few of his performances with you. it’s so cute when they see each other, she buries herself in his clothes, does a little handshake that they made up with him and then she’d sit on his lap and play with his hair until you got noticeably jealous.

you were definitely the jealous type when it came to dean. he was yours and only yours but sometimes, even your sister seemed to get in the way. it was whatever though.

“dean!” yenan screamed at the top of her lungs as she ran to open the knocking door.

“yenan-ah!” dean picked her up by her under arms and swung her around.

feeling a little jealous at how they acted towards each other, you cleared your throat. “hey dean.”

his eyes switched over to yours. ‘damn.’ he thought to himself. your eyes were intimidating him. he knew he fucked up, giving all of his attention to yenan instead of you.

“hey jagiya.” he sat down beside you, pecked your lips and pulled you into a quick hug.

immediately, you recognized that smell that you loved. his cologne was titled ‘bad boy’ but it smelled sweet and innocent, kind of like candy. that was the smell you craved. you craved it so much and at the moment, you couldn’t do anything about it.

“did you miss me?” he nudged you.

“i missed you dean!” you rolled your eyes at your attention seeking little sister.

“shut up yenan.” you pulled her scrunchie out of her hair, causing her curls to fall all over her face.

“yah y/n why you do that?!” she ran away, probably to her room to fix her hair.

“somebody’s jealous.” dean teased you.

you rolled your eyes and masked your smile. he was right, you were jealous. as soon as he came through your door, he was supposed to be all over you, not yenan. it was time to play a little hard to get.

“yupp.” you said as plain as you could.

“yahh don’t act like that. what did i do?” he asked.

you shifted to your side and focused back on the television. you squeezed in a few fake laughs as the minutes past until he realized what you were doing.

“dean! i’m leaving, mommies here bye!” yenan came running back into the living room with her backpack on and stuffed animal in her arms.

“bye my caramel princess. and tell eomma i said hey.” he kissed the top of her head and let her go after saying her goodbyes to you.

as soon as the door shut and the two of you were alone, dean got closer to you and whispered in your ear, “what’s up with you?”.

you bit down on your lip hoping that he didn’t hear the slight moan that escaped your lips. but, he did. you hated when he could control you. when he would make you moan, it meant that you were basically under his control. he knew that most things he did could turn you on. like, just the sound of his voice, his presence or his soft touch.

“nothing.” you responded.

“oh, really? so why didn’t you talk to me for ten fucking minutes?” he placed his index finger on your chin and turned your face to face his.

“because, i was jealous.” you spat out.

he smirked, looked down and back at you. that look fucking killed. every single inch of his face was carved perfectly. his eyebrows gave a mischievous look to his face along with his high cheekbones and tanned skin. he looked like a playboy.

“you were jealous of your nine year old sister? baby if attention is what you want i’ll give it to you.” he kissed your lips.

his lips fit perfectly with yours. although yours were a bit more thicker than his, it still felt satisfyingly equal.

“i want something else..” you decided to make the real first move.

you reached for his pants zipper bit he stopped you. confused as to why he did let you proceed, you looked at him. “what?”

“you wanna do it on the couch? or in bed?” he asked, not even caring about your answer since he most definitely wanted to do it in bed.

ignoring your answer, he picked you up in one swift and carried you to your bedroom. he leaned into you which made you fall backwards onto the bed.

as he left soft wet kisses on your neck, you ruffled his hair around with your fingers. you learned that that fueled him up. it made his performance ten times better than it could’ve been if you didn’t play around in his hair.

“hyuk..” you titled your head back. you were so busy thinking about how good he was that you didn’t realize that he had already peeled your underwear off.


sooner than later, your room filled up with a mix of moans and groans from both you and hyuk. sex with him was amazing. he was gentle but rough at the same time. he would tell you how beautiful your skin and hair is while pounding the shit out of you and you liked it. scratch that, you loved it.

“babygirl look at me while i fuck you.” he grunted as he held your leg up on his shoulder.

the amount of pleasure that you got from this position was unbearable, so instead of trying to escape it, you closed your eyes and bit down on your lip. he hated when you closed your eyes while he fucked you so he would anyways tell you to open them and look at him.

you fought everything that you had in you to keep them fixed on his, staring back at him through your thick lashes gave him such a drive.

“don’t ever ignore me again..” he ordered you.

“yes… i won’t ignore you” you sat up on your shoulders to watch him stroke into;out of you.

suddenly, he sped up his pace. most likely because he was near. realizing the stiffening in your legs, you too were near. “say my name y/n.”

“hyuk…hyuk…hyuk…hyuk..!” you moaned aloud.

he slowed down as his strokes became a sloppy mess. he fell on the side of you after you came together. you rolled over into his chest and kissed the chisel of his jaw.

“you’re not on the pill anymore are you? i haven’t…you know for awhile.” hyuk asked, getting rid of the comfortable silence.

you thought of the last time you even took the pill. you damn sure couldn’t remember. “ahh no.”

“i can’t believe im having a blasian kid.” he lightly chuckled.

your eyes widened out of shock at what your boyfriend had just said. hearing that made you the happiest girl on earth. this meant that, he wasn’t going to care about what his parents would think when he tells them the unconfirmed news. it meant that he wasn’t scared. it meant that you were possibly going to have your own little family with the man you loved.

“go get a test.” you sat up with the sheets thrown over your shoulders.

it had been a long time since you saw hyuk move as fast as he did to put on his clothes and head out the door. he was so excited that he forgot all about a shower.

what if you were pregnant? how would your mom react to it? she would probably think that you’re too young and that it’s too early to start having kids when you just graduated from college. the thought of her reaction made you feel a bit worried so you prayed that it would be a good one. that is, if you were pregnant.

you got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to shower.


“is it finished yet?” hyuk yelled from the living room.

you checked the clock on your phone and the five minutes that you had to wait were up. slowly, you turned the test over and indeed, you were pregnant.

trying to not be obvious at all, you covered the smile that formed on your lips with your resting bitch face. you walked into the living area and sat beside hyuk, handing him the test after telling him to close his eyes.

“okay, 1, 2, 3 open them.”

he quickly opened them and looked down at the small test in his hands. with just his mouth in the shape of an o, and his watery eyes, you could tell that this was indeed a very special moment for him.

“im gonna…be a…father.” he said in english.

you pecked his cheek and leaned into him. he wrapped his arms around you and lightly sobbed until he remembered that he was man and sucked it up.

“we should tell our parents.” he coughed to cover up the fact that he was just crying.

you giggled. “you’re really gonna pretend like you weren’t just crying?”

“baby i wasn’t, i’m a man.” he pouted.

“whatever you say hyuk.” you picked up your phone and dialed your mom’s number.

“hello?” she answered on the second ring.

“yea eomma, i have some news. are you listening?” you took in a deep breath.

dean noticed your nervous state, so he intertwined his fingers with yours to reassure that everything would be fine.

“yeah go ahead.” she responded.

“well, i’ve took a pregnancy test. and it says that im pregnant.” you smiled a little at the fact that you could say that now.

“you’re what?!” she sounded happy.


“i heard! wait until i tell yenan! i just can’t believe it my baby’s pregnant i gotta tell everyone child im-… where’s dean?” you didn’t know this, but she was jumping around in her place of work.

everyone’s eyes were on her with the thought, ‘what the hell’s gotten into her?’

“right here eomma!” he spoke into the phone.

“congratulations.. i’ve got to go.” she finally calmed down same caught her breath.

“ok mom we’ll talk later.” you hung up the phone and looked over at dean who was dialing his parents number.

“hello eomma? is appa there with you? i have important news.” he softly spoke into the phone.

he put it on speaker, so that you could hear. “yes he’s here, what is it?”

“y/n is pregnant.” he bit down on his lip, hoping for a good reaction.

“what? you’re not married to her hyuk! what if she’s using you for-”

“she’s not, i will marry her. i love her and she loves me. just because she’s foreign it doesn’t mean that she’s different. you have to trust me eomma.” his eyes shifted over to you, he was shocked that you kept a smile on your face.

“i see..” she sighed.

“we’ll support you hyuk. we’ll support the both of you and congratulations to you and y/n. i can’t wait to see my grandchild.” his father spoke into the phone with his soothing and reassuring voice.

“thanks appa. we’ll talk later.” hyuk hung up the phone and tossed it to the side.

“you good?” he asked you, lightly tugging on one of your curls.

you nodded. his mother liked you, and you could see where she was coming from. that was her culture so you couldn’t really be upset with it. hopefully, she’ll be more accepting of the fact that you’re going to be carrying her son’s child. hopefully.

“i put a baby in you..” he poked your stomach. “that’s so sexy.”

you giggled at his stupidness and straddled him, unexpectedly. “promise me we’ll be alright.”

“y/n i promise you we’ll be alright. fuck what a hater gotta say. you’re mine and i’m yours. we’re together until the end.”


lite smut cause, i didn’t want to go into detail with that stuff yet. i hope that you still like it.

keep requests coming cause i love getting requests 💗

.:Imagine Luke being protective over you:.
Request for anon
Gif not mine

Merry Christmas everyone!!! :D

The rebels were in between bases. Evacuating one and settling in the other before the Imperial Fleet could take them out.

Y/N and Luke were helping evacuate as much as they could. Running back and forth, helping people get on their way to safety. It was a trait Luke admired about Y/N. Her willingness to step up and help as much as she can.

Tension was in the air so thick, that you could slice through it. Y/N and Luke quickly passed by each other. Luke gave her a small smile, and she made a very amusing face at him, then ran past. Luke tried to fight off the smile, creeping up on his face. But in his trying, he failed. Y/N was always one to make everyone feel better, no matter the situation.
You could say that he loved her.

He would do anything to keep her out of danger.

Luke shook the thoughts of her out of his head so he could stay focused on the situation at hand.

Then he heard them the stormtroopers. He rushed forward to grab the last remaining supplies, and get out of there fast. He put them onto the ship, and raced back towards the Millenium Falcon, where he and Han and the gang could high tail it out of there. Y/N would be going with her friends. To safety. Hopefully.

Do you think she needs help? Do I need to find h-
His thoughts were interrupted as he saw many red lasers fly by while hearing the white troopers coming closer.

He started for the Falcon when he bumped into someone, falling to the ground. It was Y/N.

“Y/N what are you doing we have to go.” he said frantically, helping the woman off of the chilled ground.

“What about everything else?” Y/N asked. “Is everything that we need all ready?” She asked looking around. The lasers flying closer then ever, one just barely missing Luke’s head. (Oh you stormtroopers and your shitty aim.)

“Yes. Let’s go. Come on!” He lightly grabbed her arm as they raced towards the hangar with all the ships.

While running, Y/N grabbed out her blaster, just in case. Luke subconsciously slid his hand in her hers and held her hand tight.
Then he heard it. The blast. A trooper shot Y/N in her side.

She let out a yell and fell down, clutching her side that was bleeding oh so heavily. “Shit…” She breathed lightly. The troopers were so close.

Luke quickly lifted her up into arms. His mind frantically trying to process what had happened.

Not Y/N. Please not her. Don’t take her. Please!

She passed out in his arms and he carried her on board the Falcon.

He ran into Leia. “Help me please.” She quickly nodded and helped them down to where they could address Y/N’s wound.

Luke was breathing so heavy. Y/N began to shake in his arms. Shock? Blood loss? He didn’t know and he didn’t want to know. He was so scared.

They lay her down on a table and quickly began to address the damage.

“What’s wrong? Is she gonna be okay?” Luke asked. Leia put a hand on his shoulder. “She’ll be okay, Luke.” He nodded and began to help Leia.
Luke sat by Y/N and held her cold hand in his warm one. He wouldn’t dare leave her side, afraid that if he did, something would happen to her. Holding her hand to his mouth, he pressed soft kisses into it and whispered comforting things softly. He didn’t know if it was meant to comfort him or her more.

Y/N woke up harshly, coughing and confused. Luke reacted fast. He removed the oxygen mask off her her beautiful face and ran his hand down the side of it.

“Hey, hey Y/N. It’s okay. You’re safe. You’re on the Falcon. You’re safe.”
Y/N began to cry and it killed him to see her like this.

“Hey it’s okay. Don’t be sad. I won’t let anything happen to you okay?” Luke said, running his hand through her sweat soaked hair.
She closed her eyes and nodded softly, suddenly feeling tired. “Thank you Luke.”

“Anytime Y/N” He kissed her forehead softly, and started to fall asleep himself. “I promise, I will keep you safe. I love you.”

Choi Twins + Christmas + gif

I should’ve doing my assignment but ended up with this…. though it’s kinda messy.
sorry not to sorry

and I thought of a headcanon about this Christmas scene:
when they were kids, Saeran once said “Hyung, I want to wear same outfit with you. and pretend that you are me and I am you, since we are identical.
I wonder if people will recognize us?”
but they never made it that time.

so on Christmas eve, (after mysme story ofc), Saeyoung gives Saeran the matching sweater and antlers, and when RFA members hold the Christmas party, they pretend to be each other. but as soon as it goes, the members easily discover the difference between them.

p.s. please excuse my bad English T_T


#ThankYouBones week: Day 8 : 5 b&b moments that made you fall in love with them. 

Honestly every single b&b scene in Bones made me fall in love with them. Not only as a romantic couple but as friends and partners too. I loved the very first moment they opened up to each other about Booth’s army past and Brennan’s past as well. For me that was the first “real trust” sign they gave to each other. There’s also their first time “dancing” together while their song “Hot Blodded” played. Their first real case and kiss together was really important because everything that happened in it made them be the couple they are today. Let’s not forget that one time he reminded Brennan of how  important it was to spend Christmas with her family and brought her a Christmas tree because she couldn’t have one since her brother and father were in jail. For last but not least important, my 5th favorite moment was season 3 last scene. The fact that Zack was guilty of murder made Brennan think she was guilty because she let him work with her, because she didn’t do anything to stop him, and the fact that Booth was there with his letter to make her realise how much of a lie that was made my heart mealt.    

Whiskey and Church.
Murphy x reader.
Part 1.

Summary: You meet Murphy at McGinty’s and like each other. You meet again the next day and he asks you on a date.
Warnings: Swearing, violence, fluff.

The night was cold and you pulled your leather jacket tighter around yourself, you were glad you decided not to wear a dress, and instead opted for jeans, a simple black t shirt and your boots. You made your way to the bar you came across before, seeking warmth and relief after a shit day. You quit your waitressing job after you got sick of your asshole boss grabbing your ass every five minutes and leering over you. The guy was a disgusting pig and you were glad to finally be gone, but now you were faced with finding a new job. So tonight you decided just to have some fun, getting excited as you saw the sign you were looking for, McGinty’s.

As you walked in you were greeted by warmth and all eyes on you, making you flush a little. It seemed to be only guys here. You made your way to the bar and was greeted by the old man there.
“What can I…Fuck!…Ass!…get ye there l-l-lass?” He smiled warmly, as you bit your lip to stop a chuckle coming out.
“Can I have a bottle of whiskey please?” You asked politely. He looked a little surprised at your request for the bottle but smiled and got your drink as you passed him the money. You took a long pull straight from the bottle, letting the warmth spread through your body. You looked across the bar and found a pair of blue eyes staring at you. The man they belonged to was quite handsome with his shaggy brown hair, slight facial hair and a cute little mole above his lip. You couldn’t ignore his broad shoulders either, his arms were fucking beautiful poking out of his black t shirt. He took a swig of his beer, his eyes never leaving yours, you couldn’t help the blush that started rising to your cheeks and he smirked at you. You looked away from the intense stare and took another long pull from the bottle. You shucked off your leather jacket as you were now warm and started to relax.

Murphy tensed as he watched you take your jacket off, your t shirt clung to all the right places, and he bit his lip at your body. Connor smirked at Murphy, knowing just what was going on in that head of his.
Labhairt di deartháir beag. (Talk to her little brother.)” He urged his brother in Gaelic , elbowing him in the ribs for good measure as he smirked.
Fuck tú, tá mé an duine is sine! (Fuck you, I’m the older brother!)” Murphy yelled as he smacked Connor around the head in retaliation.

You couldn’t help but laugh as you watched the two men scuffle whilst arguing in what sounded like Gaelic, the lighter haired one occasionally shouting something in English about ice. They heard you laugh and stopped, you could swear the dark haired one blushed as he sat back down.
You continued to drink straight from the bottle, feeling yourself relax and rid yourself of the stress of the day when you heard the door open. You’d turned around only to see your now ex boss walk in. Your nostrils flared in anger as you glared at him, both Murphy and Connor noticed your reaction to the man and watched you carefully.
“Fancy seeing you here sexy.” He leered as he made his way to you. He grabbed your bottle of whiskey and took a gulp before you ripped it out of this hands.
“Fuck off Tom, leave me the fuck alone.” You spat as you wiped the rim of the bottle to rid it of his disgusting mouth.
“No, I think I’m fine right where I am baby.” He smirked as he wrapped his arm around you. You tried to shove it off but he was too strong.
“This is fucking sexual harassment asshole.” You snapped glaring at him.
“Not anymore. You quit remember.” He grinned as he ran his hand up your thigh making you feel sick.

“De girl said t’ leave her alone, so I suggest ye fuck off.” A voice said with a deadly calm tone. You looked and saw the men from before, the darker haired one being the one who spoke.
“And what are you gonna do about it?” Tom sneered.
“De ye really wanna find out?” The lighter haired one asked with the same deadly tone.
You could feel Tom tense around you, making you even more uncomfortable with his arm around you.
“Let de girl go now.” The dark haired one warned, the look in his blue eyes were dangerous. Tom felt the warning and unwrapped his arm but stayed standing too close for comfort.
“Ah, I see. You boys want this bitches pussy for yourself?” He smirked at them both.
“Dats no way t’ talk about a lady, is it brot’er?” The darker one asked looking at the lighter one.
“Aye Murph, tis quite rude. Ma would be appalled.” He said glancing back at his apparent brother.
Without much warning Murphy punched Tom in the nose, breaking it and causing it to bleed. Connor grabbed him harshly by the collar and started to lead him outside.

You looked at the one named ‘Murph’ and smiled.
“Thank you, he was the exact reason I was in here drinking this.” You said gratefully as you took another sip of your bottle of whiskey.
“T’was no problem love, happy t’ help.” He smiled back at you before ordering another drink.
“That’s on me.” You stated as you handed the money over before Murphy had the chance.
“T’anks. Would ye mind if I sat wit’ ye?” He asked politely. Mind? Why would I mind that a hot Irishman wants to sit with me?!
“Be my guest.” You smiled as you looked him over appreciatively, the alcohol loosening your inhibitions. He caught your stare and smirked at you as he sipped his beer.
“I’m Murphy by the way.” He stated as he held his hand out.
“Y/n.” You smiled as you took his hand to shake. He had other ideas though as he lifted your hand to his mouth and placed a delicate kiss.
“Beautiful name fer a beautiful girl.” He grinned as he let go of your hand, making you blush furiously.
“Thank you,” You said shyly.
“A lady like ye shouldn’t be alone in a bar like dis.” He stated as he looked at her with his intense blue gaze.
“I’m not alone now though am I?” You asked, sipping your whiskey.
“Not if ye don’t wanna be love.” He smirked and unconsciously licked his lower lip. Your eyes were drawn to the movement and you couldn’t help but wonder what he would taste like.

The night wore on and you and Murphy got to know each other more. Connor, who you found out was Murphy’s twin, joined you at some point and the night was just spent laughing and joking with each other, the twins sharing hilarious stories about each other. By the end of the night you were fairly drunk, the boys could hold their alcohol a little better than you and weren’t quite in the same state as you. You stumbled as you stood up to put your coat on.
“Well lads, it was good meeting ye!” You giggled as you attempted to mimic their Irish brogue, causing them to laugh.
“And where de ye t’ink yer goin’ lass?” Connor chuckled as you struggled to put your coat on. Murphy, ever the gentleman, helped you put it on.
“Home, where else would I go?” You asked with a laugh.
“Ye not walkin’ home on yer own love.” Murphy stated, leaving no room for discussion.
“Aye, tis too dangerous, Murph will walk ye home.” He smiled, giving Murphy a pointed look.
“My hero!” You giggled dramatically, putting your arm around Murphy’s waist. Murphy smirked and wrapped his arm around your shoulder.
“C’mon love. See ye when I get home Connor.” He called back to his brother as he lead you out of the bar.

The air was cold and you shivered causing Murphy to hold you tighter. You enjoyed the warmth and the scent of him and before long you were at your apartment.
“Do you want to come in?” You asked as you stood in the doorway.
“No love, best if I don’t.” He sighed looking at you.
“Why?” You asked slightly disappointed.
“Because I don’t t’ink I’d be able t’ control myself, and yer drunk.” He explained.
“Such a gentleman!” You giggled as you threw your arms around his neck, catching him off guard. He wrapped his arms around your waist soaking up the embrace and hoping this wouldn’t be the last time he would see you.
“Can I see ye again?” He asked as he squeezed you a little tighter.
“Id really like that.” You admitted as you broke the embrace causing him to smile.
“Thanks for everything tonight Murph, I really appreciate it.” You smiled as you kissed his cheek.
“G’night y/n.” He said as he tucked a strand of hair behind you ear before you entered your apartment.

You woke up the next morning for early mass. You had decided to change church as your idiot boss went to your old one. You were surprised he didn’t burst into flames walking into a holy place. You were shocked you didn’t have a hangover as you replayed the events on last night. You couldn’t help but smile at the thought of Murphy, he was such a gentleman, he could have easily got laid last night but refused because you were drunk. You looked forward to seeing him again and regretted not giving him your number.
You got out a pretty dress for church that was both flattering but church appropriate, and picked your heels . You always liked to make an effort for church. You left your hair down and it flowed nicely. It didn’t take long to get to the new church and you walked in and sat down.

Murphy and Connor were at mass as usual when they heard heels click on the floor, they both raised their heads and were shocked to see you walking in and sitting on a pew across from them. Murphy looked at Connor dumbstruck with a shit eating grin on his face as he remembered his conversation with his twin from the night before.

“I can’t believe ye didn’t get her number ye stupid shit!” Connor cackled at is brother not long after he arrived home.
“Shut de fuck up! If its meant t’ be ill see her again.” Murphy stated as he got ready for bed.

Connor smirked at his brother and shook his head in disbelief.
“De Lord works in mysterious ways dear brot’er.” He chuckled as he took another glance at you. Both brothers couldn’t deny you looked amazing. Murphy thought you were beautiful last night but that was nothing to how awestruck he was with you now. Connor was a little jealous he let Murphy go after you, they both did well with the ladies but Murphy was the pickier of the two and it took a special kind of girl to take his fancy. So when he could tell Murphy liked you last night, he decide to let him.

You couldn’t believe your luck when towards the end of mass you noticed a certain set of twins walking up to the front of the church and kneel at the statue of Christ. You blushed as you watched them and stood up to leave, part of you wanted to speak with them but the other part felt a little weird, especially with the fact you were dressed up. You should have known they’d be here really, they had spoke about their faith last night and you had seen their tattoos. As you were about to leave you were stopped by a voice.

“Well lass, didn’t take ye fer a Catholic girl.” Connor smiled as he approached you, Murphy stood with him looking slightly bashful.
“There’s a lot you don’t know about me Connor.” You smirked. Connor excused himself to go to the confessional booth and left Murphy and you alone.
“Ye look stunnin’ love.” He said shyly making you blush.
“Thank you Murph.” You smiled at him and gave him a quick hug,
“I was wonderin’, if maybe…maybe I could take ye out fer dinner…like a date?” He asked as he nervously bit his thumb.
“I’d really like that.” You admitted with a smile, making him grin at you as you exchanged numbers.
“I’ll call ye love.” He said as he planted a soft kiss at the side of your mouth, lingering a little longer than necessary.
“I’m looking forward to it.” You grinned before exiting the church.

Okay, I remember when sasusaku fans made diagrams and charts and used mathematical equations to prove that Sasuke and Sakura were looking at each other in this chapter and not at Naruto and all the antis laughed and didn’t believe it. AND HERE WE ARE TODAY, YEARS LATER. CANON AND STILL HAVING EYE SMEX. BELLISSIMO 😘

Imagine telling Dean you’re pregnant.

You sat there in the bathroom staring at the double pink lines. You couldn’t believe it. That night of passion a month ago between you and Dean had some major repercussions. The two of you had known each other for a long time, loved each other even longer. You’d only been dating officially since that night of wild passion. That night a month ago you threw caution to the wind. You hadn’t had a chance to refill your birth control. The heat of the moment, Dean had called it.

That night, Dean had almost lost you while fighting a vampire. Once he had managed to kill it, he burned the body and tended to you with a gentleness that made you love him even more. You got back to your hotel and… Well here you were.

Double pink lines.

You heard the door of the bunker open as Dean and Sam walked in with Charlie. You guys needed her help with an ancient language that you and Sam hadn’t managed to decode for a case.

You left the bathroom and settled at a table in the library. Dean hit the bottom of the stairs with a smile on his face, laughing at Charlie’s mockery of Sam. His eyes met yours and he could immediately see that something was off.

“Y/N, what’s wrong, sweetheart?” He asked as he pulled up a chair next to you wrapping his strong arms around you.

“I…” You stumbled over your words not sure if you should have this conversation in front of Charlie and Sam.

“We’ll go ummm,” Sam searched for some excuse to leave the room, “look at those scripts now. Get Charlie up to speed.” He looked at Charlie, eyebrows raised encouraging her to follow him.

“No way, bitches. Something is going on and Y/N is my best friend. I’m sticking around,” she huffed and plopped down on the couch.

You chuckled softly at Charlie’s reaction and stood while Dean remained seated. You took his hands in yours and took a deep breath.

“Babe, you’re scaring me. What is it?” He looked at you his hazel/green eyes full of concern.

“I’m not sure how else to say this, so here it is,” you sighed. “I’m pregnant.”

Dean’s eyes locked on yours and and a smile spread across his face.

“Wow!” He uttered, a sound of pure joy and amazement. “You’re pregnant?”

You looked at him, stunned by this reaction. It wasn’t what you expected.

“Yes,” you smiled laughing at his enthusiasm. “You’re okay with that?” You questioned.

He stood and wrapped his arms around you pulling you closely to his chest. “You’re my girl. The most beautiful, genuine, stubborn, loving person I’ve ever known. You’re going to have my baby. I’m not sure I could think of anything I’d rather have,” he explained. “And lately, I was starting to wonder myself,” he added.

You leaned your head away from his chest and stretched on to your toes so that your lips could meet. The kiss was unlike any other you had experienced. The love in that kiss radiated throughout your body. If you had known this is how Dean felt about you being pregnant, maybe you should have thought of it a long time ago.

“I love you, Y/N.” Dean uttered as you broke apart from your kiss.

“I love you, Dean,” you replied pulling him close to you. This was going to be a wild ride, but with Dean, Sam, and Charlie by your side, it was going to be amazing. You couldn’t wait to share this with Cas. He was going to flip.

Pt. 4  A Baby In Baby

YOU LEAVE ME… (Tom Hiddleston)

(All ideas are my own)
It was almost as if every time she was near, he couldn’t breath. It was like he was pulled into another world, where only she existed.

Every thing vanished when she was with him, and he felt it hard to get a sentence out that made just a little bit of sense. She made him nervous, not out of fear, but out of love, lust even.

The way she spoke, the way she would become so focussed on everything he was saying, the way her eyes would increase in size and her lips would sit in a perfect smile. He found himself taking in more and more details about her. Trying to find at least one flaw that was just impossible to find.

He was completely head over heels for her, but they were best friends. For 5 years they’ve been completely stuck to each other.

Telling each other everything, date fails, secrets, things they’ve never told anyone before.

He was becoming more drawn to her the more their friendship was built, however he knew there wouldn’t be a chance between them.

Because they were best friends, and he thought that was all she saw him as.
However, little did he know that she would become more and more obsessed with her best friend.
She would admire his perfectly carved cheekbones and every feature. She found him absolutely magical, the way he looked, the way he acted, the way he treated her.

She loved that about him, that he was so optimistic and caring towards the world he lived in, every wrong situation had a right with Tom, and she found herself daydreaming more, staring at him when they were together.

Because no matter how many times she would tell herself it’s just a small crush, she was always proved wrong. He would come over, and the little thoughts would vanish as soon as the perfect man walked through the door.

He would buy her gifts all the while, he loved making her smile, the way her eyes would become bright and her smile would widen immensely.

He loved giving her things in an exchange to verbally telling her he loved her, more than anything. So he would hide this in small gifts and compliments.

They wanted a future together, they wanted to just man up and confess their love for one an other, being clueless to the love that was felt from the other.

That was until one night when they attended an event together, a very formal one at that.
She was dressed in a beautiful red gown, that radiated all of her curves, the curves Tom absolutely adored.
His heart would speed up to a dangerous amount when he looked at her, looking so elegant.
She looked as if she belonged on these type of events, like she belonged with him.

The photos taken that night only clarified this when they both saw them, each of their minds becoming Mush as they saw how real each others smiles were.

“You looked so perfect tonight” he explained, smiling over at her from his kitchen counter. He watched as her cheeks reddened, making him bite his lip in an attempt to calm his nerves.

“We looked perfect” she answered smiling at him, this only made Tom lose his breath as he stared at her, at her lips, her eyes, her body.

He couldn’t get enough of her, she was absolutely incredible inside and out, and he needed her to know how he felt.

He walked up to her, carefully spacing her cheek in his hand, her breathing was cut short as she started up at him, her mind going crazy.

“I’ve been wanting to kiss you all night darling” he explained being careful in case she didn’t feel the same way, but oh how she did.

And with that, all she could do was nod, and as he captured his lips on her own, she found it hard to stand up on her own.

It was perfect, to both of them, they’ve needed this, craved it. They poured passion into the kiss, grips tightening onto one an other, just to make sure this was real.

Once they pulled away, they both became nervous into what to say, minds running so much its feet started to hurt.

“I love you, god I love you so much” he finally said, voice quiet and careful as his forehead was still pressed on hers.

She smiled lightly and replied
“I love you too”

And with 3 words, their lives were changed forever, because it wasn’t just the fact of them being so in love with each other, it was also the fact that for the rest of his loving days of her heart, he would tell her,

“You leave me breathless”

Requested by @mrscalgabriel0

I flipped over in bed, burrowing myself deeper into my thick blanket. It was a cold night and even with flannel pj bottoms and a long sleeved shirt, I was still chilly.

Pounding on the front door had me jumping out of bed. Taking the gun from my nightstand, I made my way down the hall.

3 figures stood on my porch. 2 held each other while the other knocked rapidly.


Keep reading

Alice and James were that one couple that made everyone cry at the mere sight of them bc not only were they touchy and couple like but they were still best friends that would finish each others stories and prank each other constantly even after they moved in together.

Jax Request,

Can you please write something for Jax, really fluffy or even with some smut.

Love Game


I was not very good at spending that much time on the club, I’d rather be home reading a book or doing some job with a nice cup of tea than be partying all night in between crow eaters and drunk outlaws playing games and hitting each other and that’s the reason why I stayed here tonight but at some point all the insecurities I tried my best to hide were floating around, all those skinny crow eaters dancing around my man without supervision with their short shorts and push up bras made me sick so I put on a white shirt and a black jacket before heading out.

As I arrived Irma was at the door looking at me like if I was the trash in the room and not her, she moved her fake nails in front of my face and I stopped with a scowl trying not to hit her any minute now.

“Your old man is being taken good care off, you can’t go back to reading the bible or whatever you librarian rat do” she said which made me fume, I pushed her off the way and walked inside the club.

It did not take me long to see Jax with a beer in his hand talking to Chibs and Bobby, three crow eaters dancing in front of them and reaching up for them. A blonde one touching with her skanky hands Jax’s leg, I saw him shrug her off and I smile at him from the other side of the room but it still annoyed me the fact that he didn’t tell them to go away, someone approached me at the bar and I saw Tig from the corner of my eye.

“What’s got your panties on a twist, sunshine?” he said and I gave him the middle finger “Easy, tiger he ain’t interested. Don’t you see?” he said and I scoffed something that weirdly made him smile “I have a deal for you and I get to have some fun” which made me rise my eyebrows at him “I won’t touch you more than necessary, just enough to make your old man jealous, put his attention back on the pretty thing he’s missing out”


“You know he’s your President right?” I said and he laughed


“I love pissing them off, deal princess?” he said and I smiled.

“You’re a sick man Tig, but I’m up. Just get me a drink first” I said winking at him for a second.

It was fun to play around with Tig he made the most awful jokes in the world, he was overall very fun to be around and I had almost forgotten about what we were doing when I heard the sound of people moving on the back, Tig pulled my chair closer.

“He’s coming, babe and I still haven’t a thing” he said before taking me from the neck and crushing me against his neck. “Hi, pres” he said in a cheery tone and I immediately pushed him off of me to look at Jax. His blue eyes were filled with fire and I could see a tiny smirk on his face.


“Hi, darlin’” he said with his thick accent “I was not expecting you to come, why didn’t you come to me?” he said and I just looked at him perplexed.

“We were having some fun, messin’ around” said Tig which caused Jax to smile big, two seconds later he hit Tig right in the face which caused me to gasp out loud.

“JACKSON” I screamed and Tig laughed while holding his jaw.

“C’mere” he said while reaching his hand at me and I took her not before smiling at Tig as sorry.

Jax walked us through the crowd taking us to his room on the back, he opened the door quickly and closed it with a kick quickly hovering over me. “What were you doing, baby?” he said looking at me with a wolf like smile “Trying to get me all mad and jealous, weren’t you?” he said before taking my jacket off with a quick movement “with one of my brothers, bad bad girl” he said, with one hand taking both off my hands out of the way to start touching me under my blouse. I whined at his touch and he laughed on my ear. “You like that, baby. Use your words” he said.

“Yeah, oh god” I said when he moved my bra out of the way to start touching my sensitive skin before moving to the nipple “Jax, please”

“Please, what YN?” he said kissing my neck and collarbones without stopping touching my upper part.

“I need you, Jax” I said, he let go off me to take off the button of my jeans and slide them off my legs “Too much clothing around here” I said throwing his SAMCRO shirt away and quickly undoing his belt, in no time we were both in bed panting at all the kisses and touches being shared. He pulled my legs up on his sides and started thrusting slowly but that didn’t last long Jax liked it rough and it did not take him long to start pounding. “Oh Jackson” I moaned when he increased the pace once more.

We both came together not long after that, him kissing me deeply and roughly through that time. “Never pull that shit on me again” he said with a growl in my ear “I don’t do jealousy” he said and I smirked at him, he put his arm over me “I love you babe” he said and I kissed him softly

“If the sex is that good, I’ll do it more” I said and he wickedly smiled at me before putting himself on top of me once again.

I’m sorry this is kind of wacky, if you want me to do something better please feel free to message me and I’ll write another one for you. Thank you all for reading


In a world that has made the strong, male friendship bond “Gay” or “Homophobic”. I’m gonna enjoy the hell out of this friendship to the ‘nth’ degree. Check out the “W'sup.” nod and resulting smile between these two. It’s not “Bros before hoes” but a agape good to see you and glad you’re here vibe. Loving them!!

MPG on Mo McRae-Blip Sanders

“Filming that scene where we were all naked—Mo [McRae, who plays Blip] and I had been training for that for months, knowing that was coming up,” Gosselaar says. “We pushed each other to continue dieting and working out, and all that stuff. It helps if you have someone like-minded who has your back; Mo is definitely that person. But I was happy the way it turned out. I don’t know how much they show, but the photos I saw, I was like, ‘Wow, that looks pretty damn awesome.” ~ TVInsiders

Pitching Woo™

IMAGINE: Being best friends with Loki, however he doesn’t know (or he does but just brushes it off). What happens when he sees you walking down with Bucky? 

[gif is not mine, creds to ‘becausehiddles’] i wrote this a couple of years back and published it to my ao3 and now i want it here. don’t message me saying ‘hey, you plagiarised this! i saw this on another website’. because that would be pointless because i wrote this. 

Their love was always there, but it was covered with friendship. It wasn’t really a fairy tale at first. They didn’t admit that they were in love when they first saw each other. They hated each other at first, that’s a fact. But they needed that hate, so then it can grow into love. They made mistakes, said some pretty hurtful words, but in the end it was worth it.

“So are you ever going to admit you love her?” Steve asked as he sipped from his water bottle, he nudged one in Loki’s direction which he took gratefully.

“Love who?”

“(Y/N) of course,” he said like it was the obvious thing, but not to Loki, he merely screwed his face.

“Why would I do that?”

“Because you’re deeply in love with her and you can’t live without her? I mean everyone can see it.”

Loki chuckled, finding it humorous, “I love her, but not in the way you’re thinking. I love her and I can’t live without her because she’s my best friend.” He explained gently although emphasising the point in order to make Steve understand.

Steve shrugged, if Loki wanted to  be stubborn then it was his loss, “Just don’t go crying when you find out too late.” He gave Loki one last look and headed up the stairs.

“James!” (Y/N) jumped from her spot on the couch and dropped her book, “Blimey, you scared me!”

He laughed and gave her a crooked smile, “I’m sorry, didn’t mean to scare you. And Bucky. Call me Bucky, people only call me that, well actually never, unless you’re my mum.” He picked up her book and gave it back to her, “Lord of the Rings?”

“It’s one of my favourite novels, I guess you don’t know it? Judging you’ve been frozen?” He nodded and she explained the concept of The Lord of the Rings.

“That sounds…interesting. Can I read it after you?”

She smiled brightly at him, “This is the second book, I have the first one in my room, come on we can go get it before dinner.” She jumped off the couch and he followed suit. Together they walked up the stairs talking, not noticing the people staring at them.

“So the Second World War was like that?” (Y/N) asked curiously as they walked back down, “Can I possibly, maybe, have an interview? It’s for school! I swear.” She said sheepishly.

Bucky gave her a side glance and smiled. “Why not? I mean, it’s practically like yesterday for me.” They both laughed and walked into Stark’s kitchen.

“Hey love birds!” Tony called out as he flipped something on the stove, “Didn’t think you guys would be down, so what were you doing up there?” Tony waggled his eyebrows which caused Pepper to smack him on the arm.

“Must you be so crude? We didn’t do anything, Jam- I mean Bucky just wanted to borrow my book.” She explained, not noticing a pair of green eyes watching her.

They all sat down on the long table, chatting animatedly. “When do you need that interview with me (Y/N)?” Bucky asked her as he shoved a spoonful of mashed potatoes into his mouth.

“Considering it’s Wednesday and my report is due next Tuesday, maybe Friday night? If you’re free?”

Before Bucky could answer, “We have a date that night!” Loki called from the other side of the table.


“Not a date-date. But we were going to the fair that night.”

(Y/N) furrowed her brows and bit her lip, an action that both Loki and Bucky found adorable. “Can we do it on Saturday? It’s just my report really needs to be done.” She gave him a small timid smile and gulped some water, “Plus you can take Sigyn for that date she’s been harassing you about.” Everyone could hear the hostility said with Sigyn’s name, everyone was smart enough not to point it out.

“Fine.” Loki gave a curt reply. Dinner after that was silent, though Tony tried to crack some jokes, but it was quickly shot down. Loki abruptly got up before dessert and (Y/N)’s eyes followed him.

“Loki?” He didn’t look back or replied. (Y/N) didn’t even look around before getting up and following him.

They followed the couple retreating, “He’s an idiot.” Clint said plainly, as if he was talking about the weather. “They’re both idiots.”


“Loki?” (Y/N) called out softly before pushing the door open. “Are you okay?”  The autumn wind hit (Y/N) and shivered slightly.

“I’m fine (Y/N), go back inside.” She didn’t listen to him, she sat herself down next to him on the grounds and looked up at the sky.

“It’s beautiful tonight.” She murmured. She wished she brought a coat with her.

Loki, noticing her slight coldness reached his arm over and pulled her closer to him. “Why are you here (Y/N)?”

“Can’t I be worried about my best friend?” She spoke, moving closer to him, was there a closer?

He grunted and looked away from her, trying not enjoy the scent of her shampoo or how perfect they fit together. “You’re right.” He spoke, breaking the silence.

“I’m always right, but about what?”

He playfully slapped her on the arm and she laughed, “About how beautiful it is tonight?” His tone was light and gentle.

(Y/N) was so pre-occupied looking at the stars, she didn’t notice that Loki was staring at her, neither did the fact that he wasn’t talking about the stars.

“You’re a great best friend.” She looked at him and smiled, “Love you, you know that right?”

“Love you too Loki.” More than you can ever know… She added mentally. Her heart was in turmoil, one part was happy that he loved her, it was jumping up and down. The other half well, it constricted in pain knowing that he didn’t feel the same way, probably never.

Loki and (Y/N) sat on the ground looking at the sky, his arm around her shoulder, her leaning to him. Their conversation was mumbled , their backs towards the door, but even from a stranger’s point of view, they can clearly see how much they were in love with each other.

“What happens if they never admit it?” Jane asked the group that was currently looking at the potential couple.

Natasha shook her head, “They will, don’t worry. It can go either way, it can make them complete and live a happily ever after. Or they will, but then deny it and spend the rest of their lives miserable.”

“I hope it’s the former.” Everyone agreed with Jane’s statement.