they always just look out of place to me


RIP Joseph Levitch (March 26 1926 - August 20 2017 ∞)

There are no words I can say to properly express my gratitude and love I have for this man. He has always been a place of solace for me and he will continue to be. Jer is more than just a comedy legend and icon to me…and he always will be. Life is a little less bright today and I don’t think it’ll ever be the same. I hope he’s up there with his parents, grandmother, and Dean having a real blast.

“Do it for yourself. Paint a wonderful picture of yourself. Look in the mirror and see value. ‘Cause there’s a lot of people out there who aren’t sensitive enough, aren’t caring enough, and that’s negative, but it’s fact. Optimism will get them out of your way. If it sounds like a pipe dream, try me. What have you got to lose? But, everything to gain.” - Jerry Lewis

35. Part 2

Placing Royalty’ doll on top of her bed, I woke up early and cleaned her room up so when she comes she will see a clean bedroom. I know she is not staying over, I can only wish that happened but that is on me. I had to get a bitch pregnant, dumbass is me as always. Smiling as I walked backwards out of the room, her room is set. The living room is set for her, I am just going to tell that Santa came early for her. Looking at my watch, another hour until my baby girl is here. Closing the bedroom door, Rylee is still asleep so I might make some breakfast or just wait because what if Royalty hasn’t ate. Jogging down the steps, Rylee and I cleaned the whole house but we didn’t do Royalty’ room. Rylee can clean, I was tired after the tree. She taught me how to use a washing machine, I forgot now anyways but she made me listen. Sliding the door open to the back yard, I won’t let my dog’s out yet because that will be a nasty surprise for Rylee and I have to pre-warn her about the dog’s. Sighing out as I stepped outside, the sun is shining, the birds are chirping and I am about to have my daughter. God is good and I am excited for the blessing.

If only these people knew they are actually playing the real Chris Brown online, biting on my bottom lip playing call of Duty, I be playing these little kids and they be cussing me out. One day I will show them it’s me, they won’t be talking shit then “oh fuck” my player got shot from behind, that is game over for me. Placing the game controller to the side of me, that is shit. Shaking my head, picking my phone up from the side of me. The phone screen lit up, she said ten and it’s ten thirty. Let me call that fat bitch, unlocking my phone. Tapping Phone and then her name, pressing my phone to my ear. Royalty could be playing up like she always does “hello” Nia’ stupid voice, the bitch “hey, where y’all at? I am waiting for her?” scratching the back of my head “uh yeah, she is coming. She is getting ready” letting out an oh “cool, the gate is open drive up. Bye” disconnecting the call.

Hearing Rylee sneeze, she is awake. Jumping off the couch, she is so lazy and we slept at the same time but then again, I don’t know what sleeping is “hey sleepy head” she still looks tired “morning” wrapping my arms around Rylee’ shoulders, pressing a kiss to the side of her head “you still look tired” Rylee stifled out a yawn “a little but I am awake, where is Roro?” moving my arms from around Rylee “that is what I am saying, I called and she said Royalty is getting ready still but that was an hour ago” Rylee turned around with the glass of water in hand “right, so it’s about eleven thirty and she is not here. What is she even doing” I shrugged, I don’t know what to tell Rylee “I guess I get to get dressed before Roro comes. You not ate?” Rylee has noticed I have not touched anything in the kitchen “no, I was waiting for Royalty, she might be hungry” Rylee pouted at me “that is so cute but she is late so Roro might have ate. I will make you something or do you just want cereal?” rubbing the back of my neck “I think I will have some cereal” I am a little hungry now.

I am getting very annoyed now, dropping my spoon in the bowl “what time did you wake up?” Rylee can see the annoyance on my face “about seven, I don’t know. But she is getting me mad. It’s going to be the afternoon and she is not here, this is my day with my daughter and it’s not even a full day and she is ruining it” pushing my seat out from the table “Chris, let me phone her. Please do not argue” Rylee is concerned about the wrong shit, I am about to go to her house. Grabbing my phone from the side “but she is ruining everything, I have been waiting” pressing the phone to my ear “hi” hearing her other daughter’s voice “let me speak to your mom” I am going to be nice about this, it’s Christmas so let’s be nice. Rylee walked by me to the kitchen, I can hear Nia’ voice in the background so she better fucking hurry up and give me my daughter.

I don’t have a filter right now because she has taken that long to come to the phone, Nia has officially got me all the way fucked up “yes?” Nia finally came to the phone “are you being real right now? Where is my daughter? I am coming to that house, I want my child Nia” the phone line went silent, you know what gets me. I can’t hear my daughter in the background either “we are in Houston” she said, my face softened and my heart sank. Moving the phone away from my ear and looking at my phone in disbelief “wait, hold up” placing my phone to my ear “you are in Houston with my daughter? You just told me she is coming? What games are you playing?” I said, I don’t want to shout or anything “I wanted to see my mom, it’s convenient for me to just have her because I am celebrating it in Houston. You wouldn’t accept that so I took her” this cannot be real life right now “you took my daughter to Houston for Christmas!? You fucking kidnapped my daughter, the fuck you speaking about. This is Christmas and you took her, Nia I will fuck you up give me my fucking daughter now!” she disconnected the phone on me.

Placing my hand over my mouth “she took my daughter Rylee, she fucking took her!” I don’t know what to do “I am so sorry Chris” I am stuck, I feel powerless “Nia is a snake, she is a snake. She wanted that extra money from me, I didn’t give it and she got me back” I am shaking right now, nothing is about to calm me down “I need a blunt” walking outside to the back yard, Nia for real got me fucked up. I am so angry and hurt, I legit do not know what to do because I am stuck. The fuck do I do, this has to be some joke. Maybe my mom has Roro and this was all to upset me for nothing, please be true.

This blunt is not calming me down at all, I am so riled up. I know there is one thing that bitch checks and lives on and that is Instagram, I will air her ass out. Nobody knew this bitch until I made her famous, tapping on the camera and turning it around to me. Smoking some more of the blunt, pressing record, blowing the smoke out “so I was awake early today” pacing my back yard “for Royalty that is, it is my day to have her which was fine. It’s cool, I am sat here waiting for my daughter and then her” I paused shaking my head, I want to say bitch but I won’t. Swallowing hard “she told me she took my daughter to Houston when we agreed today, you know this. You took my daughter, you kidnapped my daughter Nia. I am coming for that ass! You left the city when you know in court we agreed you would stay put unless we agreed, how the fuck you going to take my daughter!” I pointed at the camera stopping the recording, that was me being calm as fuck no lie but I am so angry.

Rylee is so quiet, I don’t think she knows what to say to me. I feel like flying to Houston, rubbing the side of my face while calling Mark to see what I can do, there is nothing I can do and this is what hurts me the most. I have no say on my daughter but I can surely drag her ass in the court “Christopher” Mark said “Merry Christmas son” shaking my head “Mark, Nia took my daughter. She in Houston, she said I would have her today and she took her, she fucking took my daughter!” Mark sighed out “Chris, I am so sorry to hear. There is nothing I can do right now and you know this, legally there is nothing we can do till after Christmas. You both should be sharing holidays equally and as we can see she hasn’t, please Chris do not lash out” disconnecting the call “fuck!” pacing the room, I am so angry.

I am sat here thinking, I am in my own thoughts right now. I have been so excited about this day, I was so happy and then this “your mom is here Chris” Rylee said, jumping up off the couch “hey baby” my mom said all smiles, looking around her and seeing the main person I am wanting not around “do you know this?” I said, my mom’ smile faded “know what?” she stopped walking “my daughter, can you see her here? She is in Houston” my mom can be a snake sometimes too “uh no, I didn’t” I call bullshit “call her, tell her I want my daughter. I will get the private jet to get her” my mom stared at me not saying a word “now!” I shouted, my mom flinched “why don’t you fucking listen, I will cut you off so quick. Let me find out you know this shit, I am not joking with you” I am dying to punch something “mention my tablets and I will escort you out of this house” my mom didn’t say a word and got her phone out, turning around walking around the couch.

Crossing my arms across my chest staring at my mom, I am trying to catch my mom out on this because she knows everything “I am sorry Nia, you know Chris doesn’t mean it when threatening you. He loves her so much, aww is that her in the background” clenching my jaw, to know my daughter can be heard hurts me because I didn’t hear that “I understand Nia, that is fine because he is having her for the tour” glaring at my mom in anger, what is she saying fine too when I am not fine with any of it. Snatching the phone from my mom “you got me fucked up Nia, I don’t fucking care if I am taking her on tour, this is Christmas you fat bitch that is my child. You fucking with the wrong nigga Nia, I will get my daughter from you. We know you dealing on the low with that drug dealer you stupid whore. You ain’t in Houston for your mom, you there for that nigga! On my momma, I am coming for you bitch, you started this Nia” Rylee shook her head “stop it Chris, seriously” Rylee pleaded with me “you hear that Royalty, this is your dad. Piece of shit father of yours” Nia spat “remember Chris, the court will be on my side. You can do what you want!” she shouted back “that was back when I wasn’t stable, bitch I got you. You took my daughter from me, you promised. I was so out of my mind when I slept with you, money making bitch!” she wants war I will give it to her “this is your father Royalty!! This is dad!” Nia shouted, tightening my grip on the phone with my hand “bitch!” throwing the phone to the wall.

“Get out of my house mom, just go. I don’t want to hear anything from you, you a snake too!” digging into my pocket “take the money for your phone” throwing money at my mom “get out!” Rylee grabbed my arms “stop it now, please stop this. Joyce, he is just angry. Please do not take it to heart” Rylee stood In front of me “oh he means well Rylee, you just haven’t seen this side to him at all. It’s fine son” my mom turned away from me “you came in my home knowing damn well where my daughter was, you are just like her” Rylee put her hand over my mouth “stop please” I know Rylee doesn’t know how to handle me like this “I know where my grandchild is at all times but do you Chris? I don’t know what voodoo Rylee has on you but the real Chris is this. Nia only allowed you more access because I said Rylee is great, she will look after Royalty but not you! Never you Chris” my mom said before walking off, staring at my mom as she closed the door, that shit hurt.

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I am in total shock right now, from seeing this escalate in the morning. I mean I have seen Chris angry but this kind of angry is hurt anger, it hurts to see him like this. Watching this and Nia being in the wrong but yet Chris is being made to look like the bad one, how has this even happen. Picking up the broken phone from the floor, Christmas seems to be somewhat ruined but I am supporting my man. I have not stopped him from letting his anger out or said he is wrong, I just don’t want him in trouble. Placing the broken phone on the table, everything seems so stacked against Chris and I did think Nia was ok but she sure showed me her true colours and I feel so bad. Chris won’t have Royalty for the tour now, I know he won’t after all that. Nobody understands Chris, why is nobody outraged for him like I am. I can’t even do anything because that’s his daughter.

I am not scared of Chris, I know he is angry but I am not scared of him “Chris” stepping outside to the back yard, Chris is just staring ahead of him “Chris” moving around him, Chris hasn’t moved or flinched that I am here “listen to me, I want you to take the video down. Not because of her but because I want you to be the better person. We can help build a case on this, she took her and you’re right. I know people are making it seem like it’s fine but it’s not, what about the fathers. I am so sorry because I know how excited you have been about today, it hurts me to know you are hurting” my voice broke “I am sorry Chris” Chris blinked several times looking down at me, tears forming at his eyes “I know” I said before Chris hugged me and cried out.

Chris got me crying too, his heart is so heavy and I feel it “it’s deleted now” he won’t stop crying, wiping his cheek with my hand “ok, good. We will fight this, maybe we need to play dirty but she will wish she never did this Chris” Chris sobbed out again, placing his head on my shoulder “you waited all that time for this, I am sorry Chris. Royalty is too young to understand, she adores you Chris. You are her stupid butt. Nia is wrong for that” Chris sniffled moving his head back “she shouted at her, before I threw the phone I swear I heard Royalty crying. Shit is never fair, my mom just fucked me over. Everyone in life does it to me and then make me out to be the crazy one, I am angry but that is because y’all are fakes” shaking my head “I understand and I saw it, Chris we will show her. I promise you that you got me now, you have stability and we will have Royalty. She will be the one crying, you need to play dirty on this. She is using your money to take her away from you, let’s just start there” I am so angry for him, he was so excited about this and awake in early hours for this.

Lazily placing my arm over Chris’ chest as he laid his head on my lap “I guess there was no reason for you to be here, sorry I took you away from your family” Chris said, pulling a face at him “shut up, I am happy to be here with you. I am just hurting for you” feeling my eyes tearing up “why?” he questioned “because I feel like people are always around to hurt you, just to see it all play out. You are the victim in this but everyone made you out to be the bad guy, it hurt to see your mom like this. I just hurt for you because is this what it’s always been like for you” now he got me crying “I would have my homies here for entertainment so I would get over it but then talk to Mijo, I didn’t know feelings until I met you. I am grateful for you” smiling a little at Chris “you got me, just please do not lash out and say anything else. We about to get her, stop the payments and then we will see who’s crying. Stop the payments to Nia, she is not holding her end of the deal ok?” Chris nodded, the bitch think she can hurt my man like that and then take his money, I think the fuck not.

just a few things dan howell has said

• who’s to say that sucking balls isn’t a good thing?
• mr. steal your man
• we like the cock everyone
• time and place, you’ve got abs, can i keep my shirt on
• longer is always better in the literary world (wink)
• it hurt but then i liked it
• all the edgy straight guys that watch me for the memes are like no nope i’m out no
• fuck my butt
• fuck my ass
• hello there hunky guy
• it kind of looks like he’s giving me a bj right now
• look at the girth on that one
• you’ve gone for some girthy flowers as well
• do i get to embrace cole sprouse?
• there’s nothing wrong with anal sex
• we’re freaking out inside each other
• get those hard peaks into my mouth
• ‘cause he’s a sexy swim guy
• wanna give me the d?
• your ass is where you feel all the most important emotions

please feel free to add to this list as time goes on
On the concept of Soulmate AUs

You know what I’m tired of? Soulmate AUs with the protagonist/antagonist ship as the main pairing that always has the villain who reacts the best to the situation, and the hero freaking out.

What I want to see is a hero who gets it, who understands that yeah, their soulmate may kind of be a murdering psychopath, but that’s cool, they can deal with that, they can live through it, but what’s not cool is them totally looking the other way and avoiding the hell out of them.

Give me the realisation that they’re soulmates in the middle of a fight, when they’re bloody and bruised and tired and they just slip, skin on skin contact, and then the whole world just shifts into place.

“This can’t be happening.”

“Have you every heard of opposites attract?”

“I’m going to kill you.”

“But- Okay, yeah, we’re doing this.”

Give me a brutal fight that ends with a “Since when do my attacks hurt this much?” and the villain slowly realising that they can’t kill themselves out of this situation, that they can’t escape this because they’re soul bonded to a kid with a hero complex who is constantly trying to thwart them and is now for some reason grinning at them like a lunatic because they supposedly belong together. And damn does suddenly being able to feel emotions and pain that wasn’t his sting, because he has enough shit to deal with on his own without the added pressure, thanks.

Give me snarky comments and miniature fights in the middle of the night when the hero catches the antagonist coming back from who knows where, bloody and in pain and maybe a little too bust up, to say they won the fight.

“You usually look happier to see me.”

“You killed someone this morning.”

“What gave it away?”

“You mean besides the fact that you’re covered in blood and I felt every moment of it?”

Give me the villain slowly getting used to the idea that hey, they’re sort of going to have to put up with this little ray of sunshine for a while even though he kind of hates his guts and wants to kill him, but also give me the villain wondering what they ever did to deserve this. What could they possibly have done that was so great, so obscenely terrifyingly amazing that they could be soul bonded to a person like this, someone so innocent and righteous and downright beautiful that half of it seems like a mad dream?

“Not every bad guy has a tragic past.”

“But you do. I’ve seen it.”

“I’m going to punch you.”

“That would be counterproductive to what we’re doing here.”


“That hurt you as much as it hurt me.”

“Worth it.”

Give me tempers flaring and bristling arguments and the hero getting so tired, but still carrying on, not because they think that there’s some good in the antagonist or because they think they can change them, but because this is their soulmate, the person that the fates chose for him, his other half, someone that he had to protect and look after and love, because if not him, then who else was going to?

“I am going to hurt you. I’m going to rip out your intestines and strangle you with them.”

“You’ve been pretty good today. That’s three less death threats than yesterday.”

“Prepare to have your balls removed with a butcher’s knife and shoved down your throat, asshole.”

“I’m still counting this as progress.”

Give me the antagonist not realising the reality that this isn’t someone who wants something from him, who wants to change him, use him, abuse him, but rather someone who just wants to be with him, love him. Give me an antagonist who can’t understand the concept that somebody might actually care.

“I thought this was what you wanted! The sex, the cuddling, the stupid hand-holding. What more could you want from me?”

“I don’t want anything from you.”

“Yes you do. They always do! Just tell me what you want and you can have it. Just leave me alone, please. I can’t take this anymore.”

“I want you to trust me, to believe me when I say that I love you.”

“You’re only saying that because of the bond.”

“No, I’m not. I’ve seen everything that you have, felt what you feel, heard what you’ve heard. Maybe at first, a little, it was just because of the bond, but then I fell in love with you, the real you, the one behind all the fronts that you put up.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“I didn’t expect you too, but you will, one day. I’m not giving up on you.”

Give me the hero facing shit from their friends and family, because they don’t understand why they’re trying so hard and putting up with so much shit, even though he’s his soulmate, but the hero just shrugging and smiling because they get it, and it doesn’t matter if everyone else doesn’t.

“He threatens to brutally mutilate you constantly.”

“I like to believe it’s how he expresses his affections.”

“He tried to kill you so many times.”

“There was only the once after we found out about the bond, though.”

“You’re making excuses now.”

“It’s just that there’s so much anger in him, all of the time. I don’t know how anyone could live like that. I want to help him.”

“You’re going to get yourself killed.”

“That’s not my biggest concern anymore. He is.”

Give me a hero who tries so, so hard, and a villain who, despite everything, slowly gives in. Give me quiet nights laid in bed or watching the stars, no words and only their hands touching, just the sensation of palm against palm enough. Give me heated arguments, rage, unsteady headiness at the realisation that they’re not going to leave each other, no matter what happens.

Give me a soulmate AU where the hero doesn’t react badly, isn’t scared or hateful that their soulmate is their arch nemesis, the big bad guy, the villain they can never seem to get rid of, because really they should have expected that all along. Because no one hates that much without there being a little something more behind it.

Bet On Me

Reggie x Reader

A/N: This is my first ever fic and I hope you all like it!! Requests for all other Riverdale characters are open!! (This is my first fic because Reggie is bae)

Word Count: 3369

Warnings: Swearing, slight angst, violence, heavy make-out session (is that even a warning?)

Summary: Reggie is dared to date Y/N, the sweet and popular untouched cheerleader. He does so, although not expecting to fall for her in the process.

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Laundry Room (M)

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader 
Genre: Smut. 
Word count: 3.1k 

Part one: Kitchen Counter. Part three: The Club.

Summary: He was about to dive back in for your mouth, but you successfully held his jaw so he couldn’t move in any further, leaving your lips only inches apart. “Your sister’s down the hall.” You whispered against his mouth. He groaned in disapproval of you trying to reject him before speaking again, “She’s not gonna come in here.” 

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With ‘Pokémon Go,’ Niantic created a safe space for black female gamers — and I miss it

Pokémon Go was the first title that I played in years which granted me a somewhat-fearless experience in gaming. It allowed me to cast aside some personal doubts, misgivings and assumptions about myself and other people. Not once was I judged for being an adult playing a “kids game”; there were no snide comments about me being a woman in a space that was occupied mostly by men.

The environment was devoid of racist remarks about me being a black player. The unchangeable aspects of myself — the parts of me that were always a “cause” for disruption in other games — weren’t factors among Pokémon Go players. I was just always a fellow player, to whom ridiculous questions like “Do you want to run 12 blocks and three avenues with me to catch a Dragonite?” would be asked.

During my time playing regularly, the Pokémon-obsessed people of New York — comprised of scores of high school kids, financial analysts, journalists, artists, delivery service guys, somebody’s grandparents (seriously), entrepreneurs and more — became my second family.

At first I felt I might have looked the most out of place, based on the fact that I was one of the few women in the streets playing this game who looked like me. But I quickly came to realize that none of that mattered: Pokémon Go created an unlikely safe space in gaming that didn’t exist for me anywhere else.

I was part of that inaugural force of people that made the mobile game into a movement; I invested inordinate amounts of time (and some money) into being the best there ever was. But I haven’t played the game since March, and I wonder if I should find my way back. Read more (Opinion)

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okay @marywisdom I now need a fic of Leonard Snart going to the WestAllen wedding.

  • Technically, he and Mick and Lisa weren’t invited, but that doesn’t matter, he forged an invitation and said that Barry’s third-removed cousin couldn’t make it, so he told them to go and have fun
    • Barry pulls Len aside and begs him not to ruin the wedding and Len is so offended
      • “As if I would ruin Iris’ special day, Barry. What kind of person do you think I am?”
  • Len and Mick in matching tuxes with little fire and ice lapel pins, Lisa in a gorgeous gold dress with matching jewelry
  • Lisa takes so many pictures at this wedding, so many. Of the bride and groom, the families, the reception, the cake (the cake has a glamor shot)
    • Also, she winked at Cisco from where he was standing with the grooms and there’s a great picture of him blushing.
    • She sat next to him during the reception
    • They danced together
  • Len and Mick are food snobs, you can’t tell me otherwise, especially Mick, and they manage to smuggle out three trays of hors d’oeuvres for later because that catering was damn good.
    • also they each got an extra piece of cake
      • “good job on finally tying the knot,” mick says, frosting in his teeth as he slaps Barry on the shoulder.
    • everyone’s slightly nervous and on edge because oh god
    • but it’s such a - nice - speech?
    • he mentions how Iris is the perfect person to balance out Barry, how she doesn’t take any shit and always finds a way to get things done regardless of the pressure on her head.
    • and that Barry is a good person and it rubs off on you whenever you spend too much time around him (”look at me,” he jokes) and that he wishes nothing but the best for both of them
    • and just when everyone starts tearing up he narrows his eyes and sends Barry a sneaky glare
      • “You better not screw this up, Barry, I’m only giving you one warning, or you’ll get frostbite in places where you really don’t want it. Iris, you call me if he messes up. Mazel tov.”
  • When Barry and Iris open wedding gifts later, they find an envelope with literally four thousand dollars in unmarked, non sequential hundred dollar bills with the note “don’t spend it all in one place ;)”
      • “p.s. don’t bother dusting for prints ;)”
    • Lisa gave Iris a beautiful gold necklace that has a huge amber crystal pendant. Iris’s thank-you note thanked her for the gift and let her know that she was sorry she had to return it to the museum.
10 AUs

1. “We have the same favorite book, and we always check it out from the library. We’ve never met, but the librarians are starting to ship us, and are coming up with ridiculous excuses for us to meet.”

2. “My dog absolutely adores you, and you absolutely adore my dog. Whenever we see each other, the two of you play for a good half-hour, at least. That’s great and all, but what’s your name?”

3. “I was planning on proposing to the person I was dating, but then, I found out they were cheating on me. They don’t know I know, and you suggest I go ahead and go through with it, with a slight twist: I propose to YOU, instead.”

4. “We’re both shopping for the same obscure item. This is the fifth store I’ve seen you at… Want to join forces?”

5. “I’m an actor, and part of my costume is a wedding ring, but I totally forgot I was wearing it. Now you’re yelling at me for flirting with you, and I have no clue how to get a word in edgewise to explain.”

6. “There’s only one bag of my favorite candy left, and you’re about to put it in your cart. Please don’t, seriously. I’ve had an awful week, and I need my candy fix.”

7. “I’ve never actually met the person my sibling is going to marry, but you’re always there at the wedding planning, so I just assumed it was you. But now you’re asking me out? And you’re actually the future spouse’s best friend? Oh, wow, I was not expecting that.”

8. “If you hug me, I will stab you-Oh, my gosh. You aren’t my best friend, you’re a stranger, and you look slightly terrified of me now. Please don’t call the police, I’m not actually going to stab anyone.”

9. “I passed out in a public place, and you sat with me for several hours to make sure no one harassed me? That is both sweet and strange.”

10. “We’re neighbors, and you always hear me screaming about my cooking disasters, and swoop in to save me. I probably should start paying you, honestly.”

Needs Of Approval

Pairing: Kol x Reader (Ft. Klaus & Elijah)

Warnings: A lot of gifs used (; And this is a bit long, so get cozy and enjoy!

Word Count: 2731


Klaus was a good friend to your parents for years and years. When they died, you were just 12 years old. There was no one else to look after you, so Klaus took you in like the child he never had.

It has been 9 years that he’s been taking care of you and those 9 years hasn’t been easy. You were constantly moving from place to place, unable to call any place your home. Until finally, Klaus settled into a small town called ‘Mystic Falls’. Klaus did run into a few problems here and there with the Salvatore brothers, but he always kept you out of it. The last thing he wants is to see you hurt. He wouldn’t be able to live with himself.

Soon, he had a mansion built for you and his family to live in. You finally got to meet Rebekah and Elijah, who were nothing but kind to you, but you were wondering when you would ever meet Finn and Kol. Eventually, Rebekah ended up getting daggered again which did upset you because she was like a sister to you.

You never understood why Klaus had a thing for daggering his siblings. The last time you brought up that subject, he said that it’s complicated and to not ask again. And so you obeyed.

Right now, Klaus & Elijah are having dinner with the Salvatore brothers about this whole ‘Elena’ situation with Klaus’s hybrids. Of course, since Klaus wants to keep you out of his mess, he advised you to stay in your room and not get involved, no matter what kind of ruckus you hear.

You’re currently in your room, sitting comfortably under the covers on your bed reading a book. The walls weren’t so thick because you can hear mumbles of all of the men exchanging words. It made you feel better knowing that no one is fighting and no one is getting hurt.

Minutes go by and you could’ve sworn you heard Rebekah’s voice. You closed your book, setting it on the bed and slowly got out of bed, walking towards your door while you tried listening in more. And that’s when you also noticed some unfamiliar male voices and Klaus yelling in pain.

You know that Klaus doesn’t want you involved but you couldn’t help but rush to him in aid. You care for him so much that you’re even willing to let him feed on you a little if he really needed it. He took care of you and you saw it as your obligation to return the favor.

Reaching the bottom of the stairs, his screams stop and you hear Elijah calmly say, “this is family business.”

Entering the dining room where everyone is, the first thing you see is Klaus leaning over the table, waiting for the pain to pass.

“Family business? What family business?! What’s going on?!” You shouted.

Everyone turns around to look at you. You noticed that Stefan and Damon were gone and you see two men. They looked familiar but you couldn’t quite put your finger on it.

“Y/N please. Just go back to your room.” Klaus begged.

“No seriously, what are you guys doing to Nik. And who the hell are you two?” You scoffed at the two men.

Before they could get a word in, Elijah spoke. “My dear Y/N. This is Kol and Finn.” Elijah pointed at each one individually as he named them.

Your jaw dropped. You couldn’t believe it. I mean, what an awkward first way to meet them.

“Who might this be?” Finn asked.

“Yeah who the bloody hell are you? Nik’s girl?” Kol added, putting his hands on his hips. You glared at Kol’s remark, you never thought of Klaus in a romantic way. You always saw him as your guardian, your protector.

Elijah walked over to you. “It’s quite a long story. I assure you, I’ll explain it all to you later.” He put one hand on your back and the other leading to the stairs. “Come.”

Elijah took his time to tell you everything that was going on while Klaus and the rest of the siblings handled their issues. Eventually you understood that this family is flat out dysfunctional, but you wouldn’t have it any other way. You all even came to find out that their mother, Esther was alive as well. How odd.

Over this short amount of time, you didn’t exactly see Kol as a brother like you do, Elijah. You weirdly found him attractive, actually. You didn’t know if it was his looks or his wittiness, even though he is the wreck less Mikaelson sibling. Not knowing if he felt the same or not, you just kept it to yourself. 

Today is the Mikaelson Ball. Klaus was kind enough to lend you his credit card to buy yourself the proper attire for tonight. Rebekah even went with you to shop and even helped herself to her brother’s credit card as well.

Finally, after trying on over 10 dresses, you’ve found the perfect one. It was a backless sequin mermaid floor length dress. The best part is that it hugged your body perfectly.

And of course, since Klaus loves spoiling you, he also hired someone to style your hair and work on your makeup in your bedroom. You were just enjoying being pampered.

You were finished getting ready before any of the guests arrived, so you walked downstairs anyways to await their arrival. Walking downstairs, sliding your fingers on the railing, you saw the hired butlers getting champagne glasses filled. You even saw Kol helping himself to a glass. You tried your best to make sure you didn’t step on your dress as you were taking each step, by holding it up a few inches. With three steps left until you’ve reached the flat ground, there was Kol with his hand reaching out to you.  

At first, Kol only saw you as a mere roommate. But once he saw how stunning you looked in this very moment, it changed his entire perspective of you. He thought to himself how absolutely stunning you looked. His lips parted and he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. Now he felt like he just had to have you, even if he had to go through his brother Niklaus.

“I assumed you were in need of some assistance, Y/N.” Kol said to you.

You chuckled, grabbing onto his hand once you got closer. “Yeah I was struggling for a minute.” You let go of his hand once you reached the floor.

“So who might your escort be tonight?” Kol asked, then took a sip of his champagne, keeping his eyes on you, awaiting your answer.

“No one actually. Because no matter who it is, he’ll never be good enough for Klaus.”

“To hell with that bloody wanker.”

“Kol stop-” You shook your head, stifling a laugh.

“I’m only joking.” Kol put his hands up in defense. “See here, darling, I happen to not have a date as well. So do you mind?” He smiled at you.

“What?” You were shocked. Quickly, you snapped yourself out of it. “I mean, really?” Kol Mikaelson wants you as his date for the ball? This can’t be happening. You must be dreaming.

“You best hurry before I change my mind, Y/N.” He joked.

“Yes. Yes, I’ll be your…um…date?” You didn’t know to question it or word it as a statement because you just couldn’t believe it.

Kol grabbed your right hand, saying, “Marvelous.” Then he slowly planted a kiss on the back of your hand. Your cheeks blushed red as you heard footsteps approach down the hall.

It was Niklaus that was here to ruin the moment. Oh no. “What is this?” He asked, not looking too happy at all.

You just froze, surprisingly being able to get a word out. “Klaus, we-”

“Y/N is letting me escort her to the ball. Perhaps you don’t mind.” Kol smirked, confidently walking towards the original hybrid.

Klaus had his hands behind his back, clenching his jaw, then revealed his crooked smile. He didn’t want to cause a scene today. “Hm… I thought you would at least choose a man that is more suitable for you.” He looked at you, then put one arm out straight to point at Kol.

Kol just glared at his older brother.

“Well according to you, no man is suitable for me. And technically, you could’ve taken Kol’s place, you know. But you’re too infatuated with that bitch, Caroline.” You spat. You’ve never liked Caroline for Klaus. She was always so rude to him, yet he was head over heels for her. 

“Y/N, do not start with me.” Klaus growled. You know that your remark about Caroline would bother him and you didn’t care because he was being a hypocrite.

“Don’t judge me on my date and I won’t judge you on yours.” You crossed your arms in front of your chest, wearing a straight face.

Klaus fell silent. He narrowed his eyes at you, then gave Kol the death stare and stormed to another room in the house to let off some steam.

“Well then, this night is off to a fantastic start.” Kol joked, in an attempt to ease the tension.

“I mean, am I right or am I right?”

Kol nodded his head in agreement, then grabbed a glass of champagne for you to cheers with him.

Finally the guests started arriving. Every few minutes, more and more arrived. And almost all of them were wowed by how ginormous the mansion is and the choice of decor for the occasion. 

You stayed by Kol’s side while the both of you playfully voiced your opinions to each other about each guest that walked in. One of the things you do enjoy about Kol is that he doesn’t take everything seriously. He’s someone you can have fun with.

“Kol! Look Look!” You tapped him on the arm with your hand to look forward to get his attention because he got carried away on his smart phone. He was still getting the hang of using that device.

“Oooo who is it now?” He asked excitedly, putting his phone in his pocket.

“That’s that slut Elena and her Salvatore brothers. Klaus has told me all about her.” You said disgustingly.

“I bet they have threesomes. How fun.” Kol said, raising his brows up. 

You gagged, almost choking on your champagne.

“You alright there, darling?” Kol laughed, patting you on the back.

“Thank you. Thank you for that comment. I almost just died because of you.”


After sharing laughs and even more champagne, you decided to excuse yourself to the ladies room. “I’ll be back, Kol.”

“No matter.” Kol replied.

“Do you mind?” You asked, handing him your champagne glass to hold onto until you come back. He responded with a nod, then you went on your way.

Coming back from the loo, you didn’t see Kol in his original spot, you figured he’d be back, so you just hung around waiting for him to return. You observed all of the guests having a great time and even spotted Klaus with Caroline. He was just so mesmerized by her. Gross.

What you didn’t notice is that every now and then throughout the night, Klaus would look around to check up on you, making sure you’re not getting into any trouble with Kol. He despised that the one person you happened to allow to escort you is Kol. He knows the ins and outs of his little brother and doesn’t think his intentions for you are good.

“I see your escort is not by your side.” You hear from behind you, so you turn around to see that it’s Elijah, the oh so noble steed.

“Oh yeah. He’s probably grabbing a bite, if you know what I mean.” Blood from a human’s neck is exactly what you meant.

“Certainly. And might I add, I’ve noticed that the two of you have become quite friendly this evening.”

“I mean, if you say so Elijah.” You shrugged your shoulders at Elijah’s opinion. You wondered why it concerns him because Elijah is the least judgmental out of all of his brothers. Maybe he’s just making small talk? Who knows.

“Well, I-” Before Elijah could get a sentence out, Kol pops up and disrupts.

“Ah there you are, Y/N. Am I interrupting?” Kol said half-aloud with that accent of his that you just die for. Instead of finishing his sentence, Elijah just ended up excusing himself.

Not a moment too soon, you see Elijah making himself known at the top of stairs. “If anyone could gather, please.”

You and Kol were the first ones at the stairs. Elijah waited until the rest of his siblings followed. 

As you were minding your business watching everyone gather, out of nowhere Kol decides to snake his arm around your waist. It made your heart skip a beat and you surely hoped Kol didn’t hear it. You didn’t want him to know that he makes you nervous. 

As Klaus was excusing himself from being by Caroline’s side, he did see Kol getting too touchy for his own comfort. It did infuriate him, making him tempted to snap Kol’s neck right there on the spot. But, Klaus, and all the rest of his siblings, know how important this ball if to their mother, Esther. So, Klaus chose to let this one go.

You turned your head while your eyes were scanning around the room and the moment you saw Klaus, you quickly moved Kol’s arm away from your waist.

Once Klaus and Rebekah finally made their way to join the three of you at the top of the stairs, Elijah made his speech inviting all of the guests to join in on The Waltz. 

The guests followed to the ballroom, but you just stood in your spot, being left alone at the stairs. “Shit.” You said to yourself.


“You best mind your manners when it comes to Y/N. Do you comprehend?” Klaus growled at Kol as they were walking down the stairs.

“Don’t worry Nik, she’s safe with me.” Kol smiled and gave a wink.

Klaus wasn’t amused with his brother whatsoever, so he shot him a glare and stormed off to find Caroline.

Kol looked left and right after finally noticing that you’re nowhere near him. He looked behind him at the stairs and saw that you have a lost look on his face, so he rushed over to you.

“What’s the matter?” Kol asked, concerned that it was something serious.

“Um. This is embarrassing, but I don’t know how to Waltz or whatever. Nobody ever taught me.”

“Not to fret, darling. It’s easy. Just follow my lead.” Kol assured you, then picked up your hand, leaving a kiss on your knuckles. Of course, you blushed bright red at his gesture.

The night ended amazingly. When the night was coming to an end, you and all of The Mikaelsons stood around to thank every guest for coming. 

After all of the guests were finally gone, Klaus disappeared to his room to do god knows what. That’s when Kol decided to take advantage of the opportunity. You were about to leave to walk to your room, but Kol stopped you by lightly grabbing your wrist.

“Yes?” You were puzzled.

“I don’t mean to be a too much of a bother, but how about we pretend?” Kol flashed a grin.

“Pretend? Pretend what?” You chuckled at his suggestion. The word ‘pretend’ just brings you back to your childhood when you would use your wild imagination to ‘play pretend’.

“Seeing as we live under the same roof, allow me to walk you…to your bedroom.”

“This is really corny but okay.” As cheesy as you think this is, you can’t blame Kol because he was out of the loop for a hundred years. But, this gesture of his did make you feel some type of way.

Reaching your bedroom, the two of you were face to face under your door frame. “Have a lovely evening, Miss Y/L/N.” Instead of Kol kissing the back of your hand per usual, he left a gentle kiss on your forehead, then left elsewhere in the mansion.

This night ended up being better than you’ve ever anticipated. 


Hi y'all, so I’ve been doing make up for years for proms and weddings and engagement photos and such and thought I would offer some tips because I love make up and maybe not everyone knows these! Obvi keep in mind everyone is different and these may not work for you…

- Try Nivea’s Sensitive Post Shave Balm for Men as a primer. A little goes a long way and rub it in until it gets tacky

- There is literally no reason to buy mascara from high end brands and I’m a high end whore. My favorite is the Clump Crusher water resistant

- If you can’t decide between two foundation colors, choose the one that’s lighter. Bronzer can fix that shit quick

- The “buy concealer that is 56 shades too light” trend needs to die. One or two shades is plentyyyyy you don’t wanna look like a reverse raccoon and flash photography only makes it worse

- BAKE your under eyes and if you’re hoeing tbh bake your entire face. Message me if you don’t know what baking is

- Two best foundations I’ve ever used are the Too Faced Born This Way and Lancôme Teint Idole Ultra 24hr

- Stop applying your make up with your hands ladies pls buy a beauty blender and get it damp

- Take the foundation off your lips once you’ve set it bc if you just put lip product over it it’ll bunch up in the corners of your mouth

- Sigma has great brushes and shed less than any of my high end brushes. I’d definitely recommend splurging and getting a full set of them

- Do not base your purchases off of sellout YouTubers that are getting paid to say everything they’re saying

- Buy a setting spray and spray your eyeshadow brush w it before applying shimmery eye shadows and spray your whole face with it when you’re done

- I see girls on here all the time saying not to wear falsies which I think is absolutely insane but my falsies advice is start with individuals and work up to strips. That’s what I did

- Exfoliate your face and use the Biore black head strips on your nose for smoother make up application

- Don’t leave your lower lash line bare. I see this so much and it’s super weird looking. Do a little eyeshadow and mascara at the least to complete the whole look

- Avoid matte lipstick/liquid lips unless you’re sure your lips are smooth hydrated and snatched otherwise they will look like a butthole in 15 minutes

- W/ eyebrows and make up: less is more girl. ESPECIALLY from a man’s perspective

- If you’re going to put a base shadow down before doing your eyeshadow look (which I’d recommend), avoid putting it anywhere you’ll put shimmer and instead fill that space with a cream eyeshadow or more primer to make that shimmer popppp
- Wash your beauty blender every time you use it or it will grow mold I promise

- Buxom’s lip glosses are the absolute best. They are so high quality, smell good, last FOREVER, and tingle on your lips like mint

- Clean your make up brushes as often as you can (I wish I did more than I do) not only because it’s hygienic but because they will apply SO MUCH BETTER

- If your eyebrows are always rubbing off, invest in a waterproofing liquid to put over them. NYX has a cheap one that really works

- Make sure to go over the line of your falsies with black eyeliner to hide the glue. I don’t care if the glue is “clear” or “black” it’s visible

- If you can’t find a contour color that’s cool toned enough try an eyeshadow!

- Put tons of highlight on your cupid’s bow it’s so cute in my opinion and always gets lots of compliments

- TAKE YOUR MAKE UP OFF EVERY NIGHT. DO NOT SAVE YOUR MAKE UP FOR THE NEXT DAY. Some girls will fight me on this but imo no make up is cuter than gross make up and it’s so bad for your skin

- If your eyes are always watering your shit off get some anti-allergy or anti-dryness (whichever you think you have) eye drops

- You can exfoliate your lips before lipstick application easily with honey and sugar. Do this before putting on foundation and such. If you’re a bougie bitch you can buy scrubs from places like Lush

- I’m convinced that Burts Bees is the only chapstick I’ve ever used that didn’t make me end up needing chapstick more than I did in the first place

- If you don’t have time to wash off your make up then just use a make up wipe! The Kirkland brand ones are my all time faves because they don’t sting my eyes or leave a residue on my face

- Stop over washing your face. It makes it produce more oil to compensate and it could be why you have acne

- You don’t need to pay to get your brows waxed/threaded if you just pluck the spare 2 or 3 brows that grow out of place each day. You’ll keep your shape, save money, and your brows will always look good

- If you don’t use eyeshadow primer please buy some and watch your entire eyeshadow collection transform. If you can’t afford it but have concealer that’s second best and still works well

I could go on forever and might make a part two but I’m tired now. Probably going to make a make up favorites list by product category soon!

Message me with any make up questions ever because I love blabbing about it! Spread the luv and happy face beating!! 💄

the millionaire and his lover | jjk

summary: over the course of your lifelong friendship with jungkook, you can’t say that you’ve ever had the greatest ideas, and a fake relationship with the boy you’ve been in love with for years is no exception. 

{self-gratuitous ceo au, friends-to-lovers, and fake relationship trope rolled into one big shitstorm of a jungkook fic}

pairing: jungkook x female reader
word count: 18k
genre: fluff, angst, and light smut
warnings: alcohol mentions, smut
a/n: hello all! i wanted to kickoff my writing on this blog with a bang, so here’s a longish fic on my wildest dreams. 

When you first tell people that you happen to know CEO and multimillionaire Jeon Jungkook, they tell you one of three things:

1: You’re so lucky! Could you introduce me?

2: You must have saved an entire country in your past life.

3: Is he as much of an asshole as the news outlets make him out to be?

What you don’t say, though, is this: You and Jungkook have had history for as long as you could remember. As not only neighbors, but also childhood friends, you happen to know quite a lot about the man who made a name of himself before he even graduated from university. You would also very much like to keep quiet the fact that you’ve harbored a crush on the boy for quite some time now, obvious to everyone whose name isn’t Jeon Jungkook.

Jeon Jungkook is, in one word, brilliant. He is brilliantly intelligent, brilliantly talented, brilliantly beautiful. He is suave and smooth and gets what he wants and if he didn’t possess such a disdain for the tabloids that do nothing but stretch the truth, he would have them wrapped around his finger. Sure, he’s no actor or singer, but he is a celebrity, and a skilled one at that. The media know no boundaries when it comes to a man like Jungkook, painting him as stunning yet rude, rich yet selfish, smart but cold. You know they blow his brief affairs out of proportion, and you know they will never know the boy who fell off of his bicycle in the second grade.

Jungkook is not powerful enough to replace the stars in your sky, but he is powerful enough to rearrange them right in front of your eyes, creating endless constellations that all remind you of him. He is the boy you have cherished since your elementary school days, when he would accidentally drool on your shoulder and throw sand into your mouth, and you are the girl who, despite all class differences, has stuck by him through thick and thin. It is not enough, but perhaps to him, it is.

“Do you ever try to mooch off of his wealth?” People ask you. “I would.”

And sure, every now and then you will ask him for money and he will give it to you, but your intentions are pure and you do not, will not, ever take his generosity for granted. Not when he has so much and you so little. You know what life is like when the world keeps trying to trip you, and a bit of smooth ground is not enough to keep you from forgetting the struggle.

That is, until you get laid off your job due to an influx of new workers, and your next student debt payment is due in roughly, a week.


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OKAY, THIS HAS BEEN BUGGING ME.  I have had trouble figuring out Coruscant’s Underworld for awhile now, we know that it’s kilometers below the main “surface” world, we know that it’s something that’s been built on for tens of thousands of years, but how does it work?  Is it just that the other skyscrapers are so tall that no light reaches the bottom because of the shadows they cast? Or is it a literal shell with the upper cities built on top of them?

Most of these images are centered around the Underworld portal, so this may not apply everywhere, but my feeling is:  Why build the portal this way if it’s not something of a literal shell?  Why go to all that effort for something that could just be gotten with a few bulldozed buildings around it instead?  Why was the Underworld Portal a ventilation shaft if it wasn’t an enclosed world?

But I looked closer at these screencaps and concept art (for Star Wars Level 1313) and one thing always sticks out at me:  There are buildings attached to the “ceiling”, like stalactites.  Whatever that platform is–and I believe TCW shows us that there are landing bays all along that Underworld Portal, that there are drainage pipes running through them and possibly other apartments or places of business strewn throughout those levels.  Or, as the Illustrated Star Wars Universe says, there are massive pipes bringing in Coruscant’s water from the polar ice caps and it’s likely they’d be routed through those “middle” parts.

Then I was reading the Wookieepedia entry and it mentioned that Coruscant was built on platforms–I don’t have a source for this, but it got me thinking and looking again at these caps.  Especially this part of the first screencap:

Some of those buildings don’t have ending points as far as I can tell, but instead seem like they might be more like pillars supporting the giant platform over the Underworld. Huh, I thought.

Then I looked closer at the 1313 concept art and:

That absolutely looks like one giant support pillar.  I mean, it’s still kind of unfathomable how strong those pillars would have to be to support the sheer weight of what we see on Coruscant’s surface!  But, maybe?  You could certainly see what look like potential support pillars in every single image here!

I kept looking around and the Coruscant and the Core Worlds’ RPG guide book had this to say:

“Advanced architectural technology” sounds about exactly what I was wondering about!

It’s not hard to think of Coruscant–which has been building for tens of thousands of years–which has consistently been described as having already covered the surface of the planet, so they just kept building up and up and up, that they started building over the ruins beneath them, that maybe they said, okay, we have to pipe in water from the polar icecaps, let’s build a platform strong enough to support them and then, well, might as well build on top of that, since we need the space, too.  Or maybe two to five buildings were owned by the same people or those who made deals with each other and they said, okay, let’s build a platform between our two buildings, about at the midpoint, and then we can use that space for other things, maybe landing bays or maybe some more apartment buildings or maybe some nice shopping districts.

And then they just kept building and building and building until there was a shell around everything.

The Signs as Publizity Quotes
  • Aries: Anything that makes me question my OWN place, in my OWN life, I BLOCK IT OUT.
  • Taurus: He's rich, he's impotent... I'm interested
  • Gemini: You're so shy and small, and she's so loud and huge.
  • Cancer: [Sign that says "crying room"]
  • Leo: I'm just so happy for myself and so WORRIED for you.
  • Virgo: Don't call me ridiculous, you know I don't like being called ridiculous, my dad always called me ridiculous and-
  • Libra: Find out if your personality IS!
  • Scorpio: Are you guys done talking, because I'm done pretending to look down at my binder.
  • Sagittarius: You're just jealous of the risk-taking I've done by getting bangs.
  • Capricorn: I'm a college graduate who deserves the best.
  • Aquarius: And the boyfriends that you have had- "Sure" -were like really bad for you and would like- "yeah" -come over and c*m on your stomach... "Well, I like to have fun."
  • Pisces: Who can never know, like, what will be told, and that is the story, that, like, I will discover when my path unfolds on it.
Kidnapped Starters

WARNING: possibly triggering content below!

Originally posted by empirefoxtv


“Hush now. If you scream too loud I may be forced to do something you’ll regret.”

“You are a pretty thing aren’t you?”

“Trust me. You were no crime of opportunity. I’m getting paid a lot of money to deliver you.”

“They say, 2/3 of kidnappings are performed by someone the victim knows. Want to take a guess as to who I am?”

“You are in no place to be making demands, missy/mister.”

“Say one more word, and I may be forced to cut out that sharp tongue of yours.”

“I am sorry about this. Guess you were just in the wrong place at the wrong time. Lucky me.”

“Are you ready to behave, or do you require more punishment?”

“You better behave. You won’t like me when I’m angry.”

“Every time you misbehave I add a tally. You don’t want to know what happens after.”

“Beg. Convince me why I should keep you alive.”

“Looks like your _______ came through with the ransom after all. However, I’ve grown rather fond of you. I think I’ll keep you.”

“I’ve always wanted a pet. I wonder what sounds you can make.”

“When you can control yourself the gag will be removed.”

“You were being so careful too. Next time you think someone is following you. They probably are.”

“And where do we think we’re going?”

“They say when you can’t see your other senses amplify. What do my touches feel like, pet?”

“If you behave maybe you’ll get your own bed at my feet.”


“P-please. I-I didn’t see your face. J-just let me go, and n-no one will know.”

“Help, please!”

“Who are you? Show yourself!”

“You think tying me to a chair and swinging a knife is enough to intimidate me?”

“How do you know my name?”

“Tying me to a bed. Very subtle.”

“Please. I-I have money.”

“Why? Why me?”

“Could you loosen the handcuffs? They’re chafing my wrists.”

“You better hope I don’t get out of here.”

“I’ll give you whatever you want. Just please let me go.”


“Please. I can’t feel my legs.”

“No, no more. I’ll do whatever you want.”

“Is the gun supposed to scare me?”

I Can’t Let You Go Until I Win

A/N: I really liked what I came up with for Wonwoo in my Seventeen as the mafia, so I decided to turn this into a scenario.

Jeon Wonwoo x Reader

Summary: Played poker with him once. He lost. Now he wants a rematch but you keep denying his challenge.

Genre: Mafia AU, suggestive

Word count: 1,476

Originally posted by wonwoowho

“Straight flush” you said laying down your cards.

It wasn’t your first time playing, no but you must admit that you get lucky most of the time and tonight was one of these nights. You were the only woman in the room and everyone’s eyes followed you as you took all of their money. Especially the one’s sitting opposite you.

“This can’t be right. I never lose.” the man spoke.

“Well you just did.” you smirked and walked out.

“Hey!” he shouted after you but you decided not to be bothered by him and went to the counter to get the chips exchanged.

“Don’t you ignore me goddammit.” someone grabbed you by the arm.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing? Keep your hands to yourself.” but he didn’t let go.

“This can’t be right, you must have cheated. I demand a rematch.”

“Are you crazy? I won fair and square, I can’t say the same about you though.”

He seemed surprised by your statement.

“How did you- Never mind that, I can’t lose to you.”

“Why? Because I’m a woman?”

“What? No, you don’t-“

“Is this man bothering you, madam?” a security guard finally came to your rescue.

“No. He. Isn’t.” you said taking your arm out of his grasp. “Right?”

He just looked at you and turned to go.

“We will see each other again.”


You were kind of creeped out by what he said and decided not to stay in the casino for any longer than you should. You took the money and went to your car.

“What the hell was his problem.” you thought driving away. You couldn’t sleep well that night, thinking about what happened. You were too tired to make anything for yourself for breakfast and went to the café downstairs to get your coffee.

“The usual.” you said.

“I will take the same thing as the girl.” you turned to your right and saw the man from before leaning on the counter. You were about to say something when he spoke.

“I said we will see each other again.” but you didn’t expect him to actually do it.

“How did you find me?”

“I have my ways.” he smirked. You looked around. You don’t feel safe with him.

“Are you searching for escape routes already? That’s sad, I mean no harm. I just want to talk.”

“Yeah right.” you thought.

“Let’s play.”


“I don’t need the money, I will get them back when we have a rematch. I just have to win.”

“Is he serious?” you couldn’t help but start laughing.

“What’s so funny sweetie?” he took your hand. “I’m Wonwoo by the way.”

You looked at your hand in his and quickly pulled it out. You took your coffee and went out the door but he followed.

“Hey don’t be so mean! I just introduced myself. At least tell me your name.”

“I’m sorry I have to go.” you said almost running to your car. You had no intentions of getting friendly with the likes of him. For all you know he could be a stalker or something. You looked at him through your rear view mirror and you could swear you saw him wink at you. You had trouble concentrating in work and couldn’t wait to go home and back to bed. You were about to leave when your co-worker came in your office.

“Y/N there is someone waiting for you at the entrance, he said his name is Wonwoo. Do you know him?”

“What? No no no. This can’t be right.” you thought descending down the stairs. You waited for a while before turning the corner thinking if you should really confront him. He seemed dangerous.

“Are you hiding from me?” he smiled coming up to you.

“What are you doing here? How do you find me?”

“Let’s play.” was the only thing he could say. “Come on, it could be fun.”

“I don’t want to. If I give you the money I won, will you leave me alone?”

“I said I don’t need the money, I need a rematch.” he said looking you in the eyes. Somehow you could tell he wasn’t lying but didn’t want to admit that. You could feel this ending up badly if you said yes, so you decided to ignore him and just go.

“Aish, what’s with that girl. It’s not like I’m asking her to do the impossible.” Wonwoo thought.

“Well you will have to play with me sooner or later.” he said to himself, looking at your ID on his phone screen.


Lately he’s been getting on your nerves. You’re not scared anymore, you’re annoyed. He shows up out of nowhere at the most random places and always asks for a rematch. You have no idea how he does that but he’s persistent, you will give him that. You actually found him really handsome and were interested to find more about him but avoided doing so, as practically everything about him said trouble. You sighed and got into your car. You almost spilled you coffee when you noticed him sitting in the back seat.

“Wonwoo!? What the fuck?”

“Ooh you finally called me by my name!”

“Get the hell out of my car.”


“What do you mean no?”

“Come on Y/N, let’s play.”

You only thought for a second where he knew your name from as you never mentioned it to him before answering.

“Geez, can’t you get over it already? I’m not playing your stupid game.”

“I didn’t want for it to come to this.” he said and you gulped when you saw how serious and dangerous his face has become.

“We are going to my place.” he said taking his gun out and pointing it at you.  Your eyes widened at the sight of the gun. Relax. It can’t be real.

“Are you seriously threatening me right now?” you asked him, trying to hide your shaking voice. “Get out of the car.” and to your surprise he did but he quickly came up to your side and opened the door.

“I could say the same for you.”

Not wanting to risk anything you got out. He wrapped his arm around your waist.

“We’re going with my car.” he said guiding you to it. It was a very fancy black car and you started thinking that maybe he really doesn’t need your money. You kept silent the whole ride, only glancing at him every so often.

“Look. I’m not going to kill you.” he told parking the car. He seemed to be living in some sort of hotel. He took your hand and went to the elevator. You couldn’t help but be amazed by the luxury in his suite.

“Welcome.” he laughed. “Have a seat.” he said pointing at the armchair near the table. He went to the other room and came back with a suitcase. He opened it and started sorting the poker chips out.

“I never said I will play with you.”

“But you’re here aren’t you?”

“You took me by force.”

“Then I will put this here.” he said setting the gun on the table. “Just in case.” he smirked.

“Ugh, fine. But only this one time and then I hope to never see you again.”

A very genuine smile spread on his face and you tried not to think how cute he looked.

“Finally.” he said.


“Full house.” you laid down your cards.

“Fuck!” he shouted, shoving everything off the table. “Why does this keep happening?”

You stood up. It was kind of scary seeing him this pissed.

“Sit down.” he said calmly but you took a few steps back. He looked you in the eyes. “Sit down.  Don’t let me repeat it for the third time.”

He seemed calm but you knew he’s planning something, so you decided to just fuck it and turned around and ran to the door as fast as you can when he grabbed you by the arm and slammed you to the nearby wall. He pinned your hands above your head and leaned in closer, his face just inches away from yours. His eyes were dark and he looked incredibly sexy. You blinked a few times.

“What the hell Y/N?! Don’t let his good looks deceive you.” you thought as he lifted your chin up, so your eyes would meet his.

“What’s your secret? How come I can’t win against you?” you could feel his breath on your skin.

“I played with you as you asked. Now let me go.” you said.

“I can’t do that. I can’t let you go until I win.” he whispered into your ear. Being this close to him was bad but this made you blush like crazy.

“I have another game in mind.” he said pressing his forehead with yours and nibbling your lip. “Strip poker.” he smirked.

~ Part 2 ~

my sister, really?

You and Tom have been seeing each other behind your brothers, Harrison’s back since you were afraid of how he’d react. And it turns out worse then expected when he catches you two in a heated make out session in Tom’s pool.

author’s note: finally wrote a Tom imagine yayayayay also i have major Bucky feels rn so i might write something about him idk idk.

warnings: really bad writing and intense make out session with a shirtless and very wet Tom!!!!!

Originally posted by buckybcrns

Sneaking in and out of your own home had become a recurring thing for you as any time you were able to spend with your boyfriend Tom, you happily accepted even though it most often was in the late hours of the night.

He couldn’t come to your place since what was he going to tell Harrison? “Oh hey best friend it’s just me coming over to do your baby sister!” no, just no.

So as you lightly knocked on Tom’s front door, you took one glance around making sure your brother hadn’t caught you sneaking out and had followed you, something you always did when you snuck to Tom’s.

The door soon swung open revealing a very shirtless Tom. He had water droplets dripping down his chest and his hair was pushed back with the water he was covered in.

Your mouth parted slightly as you looked your boyfriend up and down. His red swimming trunks hugging every place of his legs perfectly. “Take a picture it’ll last longer” Tom teased, snapping you out of your daze as he pulled you inside.

“You brought your bikini?” he asked trapping you in between his body and the white wall that stood between the hall and the kitchen. “Yup the black one like you asked me to” you smiled biting your lower lip lightly, something you knew drove him crazy.

“Get changed and meet me in the pool” Tom winked pressing a kiss to your clothed shoulder before pushing himself back and walking out the glass doors that lead out into the back garden where his rather large pool was placed.

You chuckled before jogging towards his bathroom where you removed all clothing you had on and replaced it with the black bikini Tom had specifically asked you to bring.

You looked at your self in the mirror adjusting your bikini and hair before you made your way towards his back garden.

Your eyebrows pulled in as you saw no sign of Tom being there “Tom?” you called out the confusion evident in your voice as you let your hands slip from the door and your feet carry you to the edge of the pool.

Suddenly you felt two arms wrap around your waist and you were thrown into the pool. The surprisingly cold water submerging you as you closed your eyes and held your nose.

You shrieked as you swam back up to the surface pushing your hair back with both your arms, you playfully hit Tom in the chest and scolded him for what he had just done “you’re so annoying” you whined whilst Tom swam toward you putting both hands on your waist as he lifted you ever so slightly only to have you wrap your legs around his waist.

“I’m sorry doll, just couldn’t help myself” he chuckled against your neck his breath tickling you as his hands tightened around your waist, “you look amazing by the way” you giggled at his comment as you buried your head in his neck hiding the obvious blush that rose to your cheeks.

Tom’s hands wondered down to your ass where he tighten his grip causing you to look back up at him “Tom wha-” he cut you off as his lips found yours in a desperate and needy kiss.

You moaned slightly as Tom’s tongue dipped into your mouth, your hands ran through his brown locks and his moved up to untie your bikini strap, but before he could a loud voice boomed from the glass door that voice belonging to none other than your brother.

You froze pulling back from Tom, he shared the same exact expression you held, complete and utter terror. You got of Tom slowly turning around to face your brother.

“Hey bro” you chuckled awkwardly “this isn’t-” you tried to make the situation less awkward but it was like you couldn’t form a prober sentence “it’s not it’s really not” Tom tried to finish for you Harrison’s face remaining emotionless.

“Tom may i have a word please” Harrison said calmly, to calmly terrifying both you and Tom. “Of course, bud” the words rolled awkwardly off of Tom’s lips as he pushed himself up out of the pool and walked with Harrison into the house.

“Well fuck” you sighed getting out of the warm water, you grabbed a white towel that had been laying on one of the chairs that were out in the garden and wrapped it around yourself before walking into the house where your brothers angry yells could be heard bellowing from Tom’s bedroom.

You slowly opened the door and walked in laying a hand on your brothers shoulder in an attempt for him to stop yelling, and he did before he turned around and started yelling at you that is.

“Harrison calm down!” you said your voice now matching the volume of his “I’m nineteen Harrison! And I can do what I want with whoever I want I love Tom! so please don’t ruin this for me like you always ruin everything else!”

Harrison’s face softened at your words whilst Tom’s eyes went wide realizing that was the first time you had ever told him that you loved him.

“I’m gonna get dressed” you said dryly hurrying out of the room before anyone could say anything making the already awkward situation even more uncomfortable.

Worth It

Summary: reader twisted her ankle and Bucky helps her take care of the injury. One thing leads to another and… well just check the warnings.

A/N: Okay…. So something weird happened last night. I was just doing what I normally do which is look through my drafts and see if I can come up with something for my imagines and stuff which didn’t happen, sadly. Then I just opened a new draft for some reason and just began writing while my mind drifted off to some… things. Basically what I’m trying to tell you here is that I wrote smut.
Yes, I wrote smut and posting it will be my first time posting smut on this blog. I’m feeling kind of anxious about posting this because I don’t know if it’s any good. Either it’s so bad it’s hilarious, cringy or it’s actually something people can enjoy in a non humorous way. I mean I got a little erotically charged (college talk for horny (i love you if you get that reference)) while writing it but I don’t know if other people will. If you want to read it, go ahead and if you feel uncomfortable, don’t.
Feedback is appreciated, especially now since this is my first smut that I’ve posted. You don’t have to go into detail just tell me if it was well written or not, that’s if you want to, of course. I don’t want to force anyone to do anything they don’t want to do.
FOR THE PEOPLE I TAGGED!! I have no idea if you guys wanted to be tagged in smut posts too but hey, you don’t have to read it! I don’t expect every person to read every single imagine I post. Just skip this one if you feel like it.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Words: 5,622

Warning(s): SMUT, oral sex (both male and female receiving), cursing, unprotected sex (remember to wrap it before you tap it! Sex is cleaner with a packaged wiener. Don’t be a fool, cover your tool. Wrap your bate before you mate and all that stuff)

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We Are Young: Chapter 14

Throne of Glass High School AU

Summary: Senior Rowan Whitethorn is new to town. It doesn’t take him long to get use to a new school, make new friends, even join the local hockey team. But it also doesn’t take him long to meet sophomore and figure skater Aelin Galathynius. And it doesn’t take him long to realize one thing; he can’t stand her.

Warning: NSFW

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“Can you hurry up and pick a movie already?”

“Well. Maybe if you just told me what you wanted to watch instead of shooting down all my suggestions-”

“I picked last time. It’s your turn now.”

“You can’t say that and then complain about the movies I pick.”

“Fine.” Aelin leaned back against the couch. She crossed her arms and legs, a dramatic sigh escaping her lips. “Take your time. Besides, I’m enjoying the view anyways.”

Aelin smiled to herself as her eyes drifted to Rowan’s ass. Yeah, she was definitely enjoying the view. She’d actually be fine with spending the night staring at Rowan’s ass instead of watching a movie.

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