this is what i do instead of going to sleep

Today was so damn good. I loved the whole damn thing. Work it out, Rob. \0/\

I haven’t bothered to read fandom reaction because I assume everyone is going to be up in arms (I mean this changes nothing about what Rebecca did at all, just highlights it) but I honestly thought it was great. The show is a dick for attempting to absolve Rebecca but the fact that Robert DID NOT actually sleep with a drunk person just makes it so much more stark that she did. ‘

Instead of it being Rebecca would never do that to Robert – it came across as EVEN ROBERT would never sleep with a drunk person, lol. 

I mean he is still a terrible terrible trash son but I get him, lol.

I think without fandom glasses is the best way to see this because everyone made sense and no one was the bad guy. 

I am so enjoying this crap. 

I do miss some of you lot though. 

The Group Project

(Jimin is jealous when his best friend and roommate, Taehyung, has a date with the girl Jimin has a crush on.)

Warning: 8000 words and 75% of this is pure smut. MMF sex.  Dirty talking.  Disrespectful name calling.   The usual.


“Fuck you, Kim Taehyung! FUCK! YOU!”  Jimin was livid.  “I’ve never said a single thing to you about all the shit I have to put up with as your roommate!  All the times I’ve had to crash at a friend’s place because you brought some girl back to our dorm room for the night!  I can’t remember the last time I spent a whole week able to sleep in my own bed because of you!  And all those times I woke up to find some chick I don’t know in your bed?  Like you couldn’t just go somewhere else to fuck them? Did you really have to screw them in our room while I was asleep?”  Taehyung opened his mouth to answer, but Jimin cut him off.  “And I wasn’t even asleep for all of them!  What was that one girls name? The one with the short hair? Jungin? Jungah?  Just because you took her into our bathroom to have her suck your dick doesn’t mean I didn’t hear EVERY FUCKING THING that happened in there!  You are so fucking vile!  The things you said to that girl… the sound of her choking on your dick while you called her a slut?  What the fuck is wrong with you?!”

“Some girls like that shit,” Taehyung replied calmly.  “She definitely liked it, that’s for sure.”

Jimin rolled his eyes dismissively.  “The point is that I’ve never said anything to you about how you’ve stuck your dick in half the women on campus.  Despite the fact that you are always inconveniencing me in order to get your rocks off, I’ve kept my mouth shut.  It’s your life and it’s not really any of my business.  But this is TOO FUCKING MUCH!  I thought we were friends?  I never thought you would totally screw me over like this!”

“We are friends!  I didn’t do this to screw you over.” Taehyung and Jimin had been randomly assigned to be roommates in their small single room dorm room their freshman year and immediately became the best of friends.  Taehyung was on a scholarship that paid for his student housing on campus and Jimin couldn’t imagine living with anyone other than Taehyung, so despite the cramped quarters and the arguments frequently caused by the lack of privacy, they continued living together in the dormitory.

Keep reading

Marcus Aurelius on Getting Out of Bed,

At dawn, when you have trouble getting out of bed, tell yourself: “I am rising to do the work of a human being. What do I have to complain about, if I’m going to do what I was born for—the things I was brought into the world to do? Or is this what I was created for? To huddle under the blankets and stay warm?” But it’s nicer here …

So were you born to feel “nice”? Instead of doing things and experiencing them? Don’t you see the plants, the birds, the ants and spiders and bees going about their individual tasks, putting the world in order, as best they can? And you’re not willing to do your job as a human being? Why aren’t you running to do what your nature demands? But we have to sleep sometime… Agreed. But nature set a limit on that, as it did on eating and drinking. And you’re over the limit. You’ve had more than enough of that. But not of working. There’s still more of that to do.

You don’t love yourself enough. For if you did, you’d love your nature too, and what it demands of you. People who love what they do wear themselves down doing it, they even forget to wash or eat. Do you have less respect for your own nature than the engraver does for engraving, the dancer for the dance, the miser for money or the social climber for status? When they’re really possessed by what they do, they’d rather stop eating and sleeping than give up practicing their arts. Is not then your labor in the world just as worthy of respect and worth your effort?

Meditations, Book 5, Paragraph 1

Vow

*swamped with homework and feelings and managed to shell this out a month late…I’m a mess™*

Request:  Hii can i have a drabble thingy game with jimin?TY😙😉 12,23 by  rebelliousjvmin

Word Count: 8.6k

Originally posted by bwipsul

He’s a literal angel


You were immersed in a deep sleep, tired from working on a large project that was worth half your grade. In you attempt to disconnect from the world around and sleep peacefully, you blocked out the sounds and all touch with reality. The sudden dip in your bed didn’t bother you, the presence of another body and an arm haphazardly wrapping around you, these were things you were blocking out. Until you felt a finger on your cheek.

“Hey, roomie.”

“I hate you.”

“You know you love me.”

“Kiss my ass, Jimin.” You used to think you were lucky to be paired up with your best friend in the dorms of your university. Until you realized he was a clingy, sassy and messy guy that never failed to annoy you. His leisure attitude towards school was opposite to your dedication to reading every word of your textbook. He was a jock, baseball being the reason he was here in your room and cheekily smiling at you.  

“I wouldn’t mind doing that.” You whacked him in the face with your pillow, wanting him to leave your room but he instead pulled you closer against his chest.

“Let go of me, you pervert.”

“You told me to kiss your ass, now…”

“I swear to god, Jimin, I’ll suffocate you in your sleep.”

“Kinky. I always wanted to test out breath play.”

Keep reading

dialogue prompts

FBAWTFT characters - May it inspire some people!


“Tina,” Graves sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. “What, in the name of God, are you doing half naked in my office?” 


“Take off your clothes!” Newt yells. “Now, Tina! QUICKLY!”


“And then he ran into my wand. He ran into my wand ten times.” 

“Gellert, please.” 


“Are you courting me?” Graves asks, incredulous. “Do you know who I am?” 


“Sir,” Tina’s voice is soft, broken. “There’s been… an accident.” 


“Newt? Why is there a mermaid in the bathtub? I need to get ready for the MACUSA’s annual end of the year ceremony, Newt. Newt get that mermaid out of the bathroom. Newt.” 


“If I take into account their glares and raised wands, I’d say that they want to kill you,” Graves says. Credence smiles dangerously. 

“They wouldn’t be the first. Let them come. I’m not helpless anymore.” 


“You are, without a doubt, the worst criminal I have ever heard of,” Seraphina muses.

“But you have heard of me.” 


“Can we not do this now?” 

“Yes we can and yes we will,” Newt growls. “You’ve been putting this off, again and again and I am frankly tired of you playing hide and seek like we’re five years old instead of grown adults.” 

“This is a stakeout. We’re on a mission.” 

“I care more about saving this relationship than the fucking mission.” 


“Aren’t you supposed to do my biding?” Graves asks, incredulous.

“Not interested, thanks. However, your cat looks cute, so I think I’m gonna stick around.” 


“I can’t believe you summoned a demon into our apartment, Tina. What will Mrs Esposito say?” 

“He’s cute?” Tina says weakly, staring at the man-demon-thing with curly hair and freckles currently sleeping on their sofa. 

He’s a demon.” 


“Let go of me,” Credence snarls. “Let go of me or I swear I will kill you.”

“With what? You’re unharmed. You don’t have a wand.” 


“Ahah, very funny. I didn’t know you were capable of humor, Madam President.” 

Silence. 

“You are joking, right?” 

“You’re fired, Mr Graves.” 


“Is that a phoenix?” 

“Yes.” 

“Why is there a phoenix flying around in the office, burning my paperwork?” 

“It hatched this morning,” Newt says, cooing at the bird. “Come see mummy. Here. Good.” 


“You know what I need? I need a good, old fashioned banging,” Tina slurs, taking off her shirt and stumbling around the room drunkenly until she finally falls on the bed.  

“While I’m not sure who you are or what you are doing in my tent,” a British voice replies, turning on the light, “I’m sure I could help you with that.” 

Tina yells.


“I’m not usually so straightforward,” Seraphina says, “but I’ll be damned if you aren’t the most gorgeous girl I’ve ever met in the entirety of my lesbian life. Can I get your number?” 

The blond waitress - Queenie, her name tag reads- blushes prettily. “U-uh, I, I mean… Sure. Yeah. I won’t be able to text back until 7 though.” 

“That’s fine. Holy shit.” Seraphina takes a sip and burns her tongue in the process. “Thanks for the coffee.” 


After All This Time

Summary: Sharing a sleeping bag with Shawn because Mother Nature isn’t too friendly.

A/N: This took me so long to finish for some odd reason, but it’s super cute. Feedback would be amazinggg:)

(not my gif)

Originally posted by infiniteforests


It was so cold. The kind of cold where no amount of layers could help and the more you thought about it, the more you could feel the goosebumps that covered every inch of your body, but there was nothing else that you could do. Clothes clung to you from head to toe and the fire out in the pit was long gone, leaving you in the dark.

Sure, you could have turned on a lantern, but Shawn was right next to you, thanks to Brian’s sneaky matchmaking skills, and waking him up seemed like a crime in your eyes.

You didn’t have the slightest idea of how he was able to even sleep, but you weren’t complaining. The awkward tension that would have filled the air if he was awake was enough to make you want to dig yourself a hole to hide in. His body laying right next to yours was already making you jittery enough.

The last time you had seen him like this was underneath the make shift fort that the both of you had built in the middle of your living room, but that was in fifth grade. He was still sporting braces and that stupid haircut that all the boys had at the time. You didn’t know what was going through your little eleven year old’s mind, but here you were, in the same position several years later.

But the braces were long gone and the hair was now left alone in curls, effortlessly resembling something like a goddamn Disney prince, but the feelings you had remained the same. It always had and you definitely don’t see it changing anytime soon when he looks like that now. He had gotten taller and it was obvious that his time at the gym had been paying off well with his broad shoulders and thick arms. He looked so different, yet still the same.

It didn’t matter how many blind dates Megan had tried to set you up on or how many people you saw from time to time that could have been something that never was. You couldn’t bare to give it a shot because Shawn was always your first and you didn’t even know if your feelings went both ways. It was pitiful really.

Your eyes eventually started to feel heavier and you could feel yourself finally becoming drowsy until you felt a nudge on your leg. Figuring it was just Shawn moving around in his sleep again, you ignored it, but then you felt it once more. It was more direct, making your eyes snap back open.

Immediately, you could distinguish the warm brown of Shawn’s eyes looking around, scanning the surroundings.

“Hey,” he had whispered while reaching over to turn on the lantern above your head, filling the tent with a yellow glow. “Are you cold?” Concern was laced into his voice.

“N-no,” you said too quickly for it to be true. What kind of person wouldn’t be freezing?

He repositioned himself so his head was on top of his elbow, giving you a smug smile. “Are you sure? Because I’ve been feeling you shivering all night.”

There was a short pause. “Okay…maybe a little.”

Shawn’s smile never left his face as he licked his lips, making your head go crazy. If the next three nights were going to be like this, you didn’t know how you were going to keep yourself under control and it was all Brian’s fault. He was probably feeling content with himself, putting you and Shawn in the same tent, and you just wanted to murder him in his sleep for it.

You were too distracted to even notice that Shawn had undone the zipper of your sleeping bag until you felt your body become colder. “W-what are you doing?” you seethed, rubbing your arms. Instead of replying, Shawn un-zipped his as well and scooted back to put more room between you guys.

He then invitingly lifted the top cover before saying, “C’mere.”

“What?” The shock had slapped you across the face. That was the last thing you thought he was going to say.

“Come share my sleeping bag with me. I don’t want you getting sick,” Shawn said with worried eyes. You were about to open your mouth to say some kind of lame excuse, but you couldn’t bring yourself to say the words. You really did want to and he seemed to feel the same way. Well, you hoped at least.

So here you were: slipping into the same sleeping bag as your best friend while trying not to make a fool out of yourself.

The warmth that seemed to radiate off of him immediately enveloped you, causing a hum of content to come out of your lips as you closed your eyes. You heard the closing of the zipper, encasing the both of you, and the little chuckle that came out of the insanely cute boy next to you, and that’s when it clicked.

The space between you and Shawn was barely even there. Not even a sheet of paper could slide its way in between you two. You didn’t know how you had even managed to fit in with his huge body, but that was the last thing on your mind.

All you really focused on was the sound of the wind hitting the tent, but you weren’t freezing cold anymore and it felt better than you thought it would, making you smile as you opened your eyes.

Shawn was already looking at you, his face emotionless. A twinge of panic flared up inside of you and you couldn’t help but feel like a burden the longer you laid there next to him, but then you felt it.

His hand was slowly making its way up your body, squeezing your waist, until it appeared above the blanket, stopping at your neck. He gently cupped it, running his thumb along your jaw. The both of you didn’t tear your eyes away from each other, even when you had started to lean in, but stopped right before your lips could touch. The both of you were starting to breathe more heavily.

You moved your own hand as well, mimicking his movements, but you kept going so your fingers snaked through his hair. It was softer than you had imagined, making your lips part just a smidge in delight as you felt him pull you closer to him as if being squished inside a sleeping bag wasn’t enough.

“Your heart is beating really fast,” he whispered.

“And I wonder whose fault that is,” you smiled, greatly surprised with your sudden kick of courage in your veins as you leaned in to close the inch of space between your lips.

As much as you’d hate to admit it, you had spent lots of time imagining how kissing Shawn would feel, but the real deal could never compare. Everything that you had dreamed of; from the way his plump lips would fit with yours and the way he held your body against his felt ten times more intense now that it was actually happening outside of your head. You might as well have died and risen to heaven when you had slowly pulled away, too scared that you were just having an unbelievably realistic dream.

Shawn placed a chaste kiss under your jaw. “Thank God I asked Brian to put us together,” he had mused, not even aware of how your whole body tensed in shock.

You looked down at him, not believing his words. “Wait, this was all you?” He was the nervous one now as he suddenly looked everywhere but your eyes.

He sheepishly shook his head into your neck, trying to hide his blushing cheeks. “Yeah, I was—uh—too nervous to ask you. And I know that it sounds stupid because we’re best friends and all, but I couldn’t really think straight when—”

“God, you’re so fucking cute,” you had interrupted. A grin grew onto your face while you raised your hand to run it through his curls again.

Shawn then lifted his head, smiling as wildly as you were before leaning down to pull you into another sweet kiss.

“So are you.”

Do the right thing

Alec stood staring at the door, hands in his jacket pocket as his mind tick over with all the events of the day that had led him here to Magnus’ front door, heart fluttering slightly as he tried to decided whether to knock or turn away.

He knew he should knock, allow Magnus to drown out everything else that seemed to be dragging Alec down lately. The clave was a large issue at the moment, with every decision he made as head of the institute getting penalised.

He had nearly lost his life today on a mission, a demon going a little to close for Alec’s liking, thankfully Izzy had taken the thing out before it had clawed away at his chest. After that everything seemed to just pile on top of him, coming back to the institute drained from the mission to find out the Clave were against another one of his decisions.

He took a deep breath, trying to stop himself from falling further into his own mind, a place right now that was dark and miserable.

With a deep breath he knocked gently on Magnus’ door before stepping back slightly and waiting.

The door open a few seconds later and Magnus appeared, wearing dark trousers and a deep burgundy floral shirt, necklaces hanging down and resting against his bare chest were he hadn’t button his shirt up fully.

Alec’s heart fluttered, beating hard against his chest as his eyes took in the man in front of him.

Magnus allowed a brief look of surprise to flash across his face before a soft smile appeared on his lips, happy to see Alec after a long day.

“Alexander,” he said, his voice easing Alec’s stress in a second, calm washing over him like a wave. “I wasn’t expecting you,” he added yet open the door fully and stepped aside to allow Alec to enter his apartment.

“Y-Yeah, I hmm,” Alec said, stumbling over his words slightly as he tried to find the right ones to explain his situation.

Magnus frowned slightly as he stepped inside, Magnus using his magic to shut the door behind him. He leant over to give Magnus a soft kiss on the lips, which Magnus happily returned, before stepping back and looking into the apartment.
He could feel Magnus’ eyes on him, studying him as if to read how Alec was feeling.

“You alright?” Magnus then finally asked, stepping closer to him and lifting a hand to place it on Alec’s shoulder.

“Yeah,” he relied before briefly closing his eyes and letting out a sigh. Magnus raised an eyebrow at him, a smile forming on his lips.

“You don’t sound like it, or look like it for that matter,” he said, noticing the bruise on Alec’s neck from where the demon had held him to the ground.

“It was just a mission, demon got a little too close,” Alec said, turning to look at Magnus to see the worried expression on his boyfriend’s face. “I’m alright now, it’s not that.”

“Do you want to talk about it?” Magnus asked. “Or maybe just have a drink,” he added when he saw Alec hesitate.

“A drink sounds like a good idea,” Alec finally spoke up and Magnus nodded.

“I’d offer you beer but I feel like this is more of a whiskey type of situation,” he said as he began walking into the living room, Alec following after him.

“I’m good with a beer, thanks,” Alec said quickly.

“You sure?” Magnus asked, grabbing the bottle of whiskey to which Alec nodded. “Suit yourself,” he then said before pouring himself a glass before clicking his fingers, a bottle of beer appearing for Alec on the circular coffee table.

“Thanks,” Alec said, picking up the beer and taking a gulp just as Magnus lifted his own glass up in a toast.

“That bad?” He commented at Alec’s eagerness with his beer.

“I’ve just got a lot on my mind that’s all,” he said and Magnus nodded in understanding, moving closer to him.

“Want to talk?” He offered and Alec took a breath before nodding, knowing Magnus would understand and that talking about everything would helped.

Magnus gestured to the balcony with the hand holding his drink, the other going to take Alec’s free hand.

The sudden contact between them eased Alec even further, something about Magnus, he didn’t know what, but something about Magnus just calmed him.

Magnus led him to the balcony, guiding him to the large chair before pulling him down to sit.

“I’m all ears,” Magnus then said, crossing one leg over the over and turning slightly to face Alec.

He swallowed as he tried to think of the right words before wondering whether he was making a big deal over everything. He was just feeling pressure from work, which wasn’t anything new so why all of a sudden could he not cope.

“It’s nothing really,” Alec said, picking at the label on his beer bottle with his thumb which Magnus noticed, his eyes drifting down to Alec’s hand before looking back up at his face.

“Alexander,” Magnus said to draw Alec’s attention away from his bottle and up to his boyfriend. “It is never nothing, if something is bothering you should never hold it back. You can talk to me,” Magnus said and Alec could see the honesty in his boyfriend’s eyes, that look suddenly gave him confidence to talk.

“It’s just…” Alec paused to take a breath, Magnus waiting patiently for him to continue. “Work is stressful at the moment, being head of the institute is everything I wanted and I’m gratefully for it but it’s… it’s,” Alec wandered off, words failing him.

“It’s a lot to handle,” Magnus finished his sentence for him, drawing Alec’s eyes back up to see Magnus was watching him closely, his attention purely on Alec and nothing else.

“There’s a lot of pressure to do well and every decision I make the clave is always there to tell me how it’s wrong and after today,” Alec wondered off. Magnus titled his head, eyes narrowing slightly as he thought for a brief moment before replying.

“What every you do the Clave is always going to be there judging you as a leader,” Magnus began, his words not really doing anything to sooth Alec’s growing stress. “However, you can’t please everyone in this life, trust me I’m talking from experience; and it’s not like the Clave haven’t made decisions that many people disagreed with. You have to decide what is right and what’s best for the institute,” Magnus said and Alec shifted slightly, turning to face Magnus move who lean back slightly to give Alec enough space.

“That’s just it Magnus,” he began, suddenly opening himself up more. “I don’t know what’s right and what’s wrong,” he said and Magnus nodded slightly in understanding.

“If you want my honest opinion,” Magnus began, propping his elbow on the back on the sofa and resting his head on his hand. “Do what you’re heart tells you,” he simply said and Alec huffed a laugh, looking away and to the buildings across from them.

“That’s your advice? My heart has been wrong many times. You’ve lived for centuries, aren’t you suppose to be all wise and everything?” Alec asked with a small smirk and Magnus laughed at his words, lifting his head from his hand and straightening out his arm so that his fingers brushed against Alec’s shoulder.

“Of course I am wise, but right now you don’t need someone telling you what to do,” he said. “And you’re heart isn’t always wrong Alexander,” he said with a small smirk, his fingers going to run through Alec’s hair, knowing that it calmed his boyfriend.

Alec closed his eyes briefly, his breathing slowing and the stress of the day somehow easing from him.

He slowly began to feel more at peace, just him and Magnus with nothing else in the world mattering.

“You have to have an opinion on the matter,” Alec said, keeping his eyes closed as Magnus titled his head slightly, dropping his hand from Alec’s hair and resting it on the back of the sofa.

“Of course I do, I have an opinion on everything,” Magnus said as if shocked Alec didn’t know that by now.

Alec raised an eyebrow at him, glancing sideways at Magnus who shifted slightly, glancing away from Alec briefly before turning to lock eyes with him once more.

“I’ve never been a big fan of the Clave and you know that, many of their decision favour the few and not the many. You’re an excellent leader Alexander, I’ve seen you flourish from it so don’t let anyone else tell you differently. If you chose to do what you think is right Alexander then I’m sure it will have the best outcome,” Magnus said softly to him and Alec took a deep breath, allowing the stress from the day to completely wash away from him, Magnus’ words helping him to relax.

“Well I did chose you instead of marriage,” Alec then said to lightened the mood which it successfully did, Magnus laughing lightly.

“You better not have sworn off marriage forever though,” Magnus replied back with a smirk before they both locked eyes, their smiles fading slightly as they realised what Magnus had just said.

Magnus looked away first, busying himself by taking a large sip of his drink while Alec cleared his throat as the air suddenly became thick.

“So you’re open to it?” Alec asked, surprising himself at how he had the courage to speak first. Magnus slowly lifted his eyes to look up at Alec, a small frown forming.

“To what?” He asked innocently.

“Marriage,” Alec said and Magnus took a breath, trying to calm his racing heart.

“Are you proposing to me Alexander?” He then asked and Alec suddenly realised what he had actually said and how it had sounded.

“No, no of course not, well not yet anyway,” he rushed out and Magnus smirked at him, the corner of his lips curving up into a smile.

“Good, because I may not look like I would but I’m a sucker for a fancy proposal,” he replied.

“What’s it to say that I’d be the one to propose?” Alec asked with a hint of mischief in his voice.

“Well I would certainly do it in a better settling and I’d especially not propose while sat down,” Magnus commented, glancing sideways at Alec who laughed lightly before shifting to stand, placing his beer bottle on the ground as he did so.

He then knelt down on one knee in front of Magnus, hands placed on his knee and back straight as Magnus turned to face him.

“Do you, Magnus Bane, promise to go way over the top if you ever ask me to marry you?” Alec asked and Magnus couldn’t help but smile at his boyfriend, picturing Alec actually asking him to marry him.

It made his heart flutter in a way it never had before and just emphasised how much he loved the man knelt down in front of him.

“I do, and do you, Alexander Lightwood promise to get on one knee if you are ever to ask me to marry you?” Magnus questioned back to which Alec smiled widely.

“I do,” he then said before standing and leaning over, kissing Magnus.

La Douleur Exquise Pt 2 | Incubus!Yoongi AU

summary: in which you accidentally summon an incubus in the middle of your shitty apartment and he won’t leave until you agree to have sex with him. until then, min yoongi, incubus extraordinaire, is now your sexually promiscuous and grumpy roommate. aka, the incubus au no one fucking asked for.

warnings: lots of swearing, and some bondage and dom/sub!tones (uhh but not really? you’ll get it when you read it hhhh)

genre: fluff, angst, humor, smut

words: 5.8K

a/n: since it’s my 18th bday, i decided to upload this because it has my very first smut scene hhhh ok but it’s not really a smut scene (you’ll understand when you read) and i wanted to celebrate by posting this today!! hope you enjoy~

➵  part 1 // part 2 (you’re here!) // part 3 (coming soon!)


Yoongi supposed, for all intents and purposes, that tonight could not have gone any better in his opinion.

He never took you for the type who would be into bondage and orgasm denial, but who was he to deny a lovely lady’s request? Even more so, a beautiful lady who was currently begging for his touch, or so at least that was what he assumed you were saying through the mouth gag he had placed on you.

“What was that, princess? You want me to touch you?” He smirked, his long fingers barely grazing the top of your soaked white panties. You only groaned through the gag; your hips jerked up reflexively, attempting to chase the touch of his fleeing fingers. Your eyes were teary from pent up arousal, having been denied your orgasm at least three times in the last two hours. But oh, did you love it.

Who would have thought that the fiery, sarcastic girl who summoned him two weeks ago could be such a fine submissive?

Keep reading

Sleeping Better - Jughead Jones

AHH okay could you do an imagine where the reader hasn’t been getting much sleep recently due to nightmares about the whole jason blossom situation and one day she calls her best friend jughead over to study with her but later falls asleep on him only to wake up hours later and find him asleep cuddled up against her and just AGGGh fluff

Originally posted by juptern

(I changed it a bit….I hope you don’t mind…sorry that it’s so short, but I made it as fluffy)

You woke with a jolt, sitting straight up in bed. You felt your heart beating fast in your chest and you looked around your room, struggling to calm down. You turned and saw the clock on your nightstand read 3am. You groaned, rubbing the bridge of your nose to relieve the pressure. Ever since the summer, sleep didn’t come easy to you. When you were lucky enough to fall asleep at a reasonable hour, your dreams tormented you with images of a murder. A faceless and deadly, the murder would chase you around your childhood home of Riverdale. Most of the time, you were spared from your nightmares because sleep would evade you.

Tonight was no different; you were brutally awoken due to a nightmare and couldn’t go back to sleep. You reached for your phone on your nightstand, turning it on and squinting at the brightness. You opened your messages and texted the only person you trusted.

You : Jughead? Are you awake?
Jughead : Always, what’s up?
You : Can you come over, please?
Jughead : Be there in ten.

You smiled at your phone screen. Jughead had been your rock for the past few years. Especially now with the the Jason Blossom case up in the air. You helped him out with his novel a lot, which could be attributing to your lack of sleep; but that didn’t matter, because you just wanted to spend time with him. Time spent with Jughead Jones made the world seem a little less crazy.

You crept down stairs to wait for Jughead to arrive and found yourself seated on the couch under a cozy blanket. You didn’t dare turn on any electronics in the fear of waking your family members up, so you sat quietly until you heard a series of three knocks on the door. You carefully unlatched the door and opened it, revealing a very tired looking Jughead. He walked inside, sliding off his shoes as you closed the door. You turned and suppressed a laugh at the sight; Jughead was wearing a grossly oversized sweater and fleece pajama bottoms, complete with brightly striped socks. “I could just leave,” he whispered but your shook your head fiercely. “I can’t sleep, I had another nightmare.” Jughead’s face fell at your words and so did yours. You told him about your nightmares during the first week of school. He offered to stop talking about the murder with you, but you weren’t going to let your fears get in the way of helping him with his novel. One night, while you were studying for a big test, your sleep-deprived self fell asleep leaning against Jughead. Instead of leaving, he stayed with you as you slept, hoping that his presence would keep the nightmares at bay; and it worked. Since then, Jughead offered to come over whenever you couldn’t sleep, but you being you, you never took him up on his offer. Until now of course.

Keep reading

Jealousy’s A Bitch

Pairing: Klaus x Damon x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1987


Today you’re supposed to meet up with your friend, Bonnie at The Grill. You arrived there before she did, so you decided to sit at the bar. Sadly, after 20 minutes of waiting, she texts you saying:

‘Sorry, Y/N. Something came up with Jeremy. I’ll make it up to you.’

You sighed after the reading the text because you were looking forward to hanging out with Bonnie since you haven’t seen her in weeks. “I’m already here, I might as well have a drink or two.” You thought to yourself.

“I got this round. Get me the usual.” Damon demands to the bartender, sitting at the stool to your right.

“Thanks, Damon.” You smiled at Damon.

“Yup.” He popped his lips. “So what brings you here, being a loner and all?”

“Bonnie bailed on me.” You replied.

“Witches.” Damon rolled his eyes, then picked up his drink to cheers with you. You couldn’t lie though, Damon is very attractive with that crisp jaw line and gorgeous blue eyes, but, as your hybrid friend, Klaus once said, he’s an ‘arse’.

From the corner of your eye, you see Klaus and Kol enter The Grill. He saw you from afar and decided to give you a wave. 

Oh, Niklaus Mikaelson. Something about him intrigued you. You couldn’t lie to yourself that overtime, you grew some sort of feelings for this hybrid of a man. The Mikaelson’s mansion was a place you visited regularly to hang out with one of your best friends, Rebekah. Weirdly, whenever Klaus was home, it made you happy. Sometimes, he even made you nervous. Although he is a “bad boy” to most, he was always kind to you.

Instead of sitting at a table or walking towards the bar, Klaus and Kol went straight to the pool table. It bummed you out a little because you’d rather be hanging out with them instead of Damon. You didn’t want to seem desperate by going up to them, so you just stayed where you were.

20 minutes later…

The past 20 minutes consisted of drinking two more rounds with Damon. By this time, you were already feeling a bit tipsy. Every couple of minutes, your eyes would wander to see what Klaus was up to.

Damon received a call on his phone from Alaric, so he excused himself to the bathroom to take the call. Again, you couldn’t resist so you looked again to see was Klaus was doing. It was perfect timing (sarcastically) because some random girl comes up to him to talk. From your view, she sat up on the edge of the pool table chatting with Klaus, while he stood about 2 feet away, grinning at her. It did make you quite jealous because you wanted to be in her spot right now. Being the human that you are, you wished you had vampire hearing so that you could hear what they were talking about.

Damon returns which gave you the idea to boost your self esteem a little. Yes, it’s wrong to use people, but this is Damon we’re talking about here. No harm done.

“So, where were we?” He sat down in his original spot, smirking while raising a brow. In response, you started twirling a piece of hair with your finger. The alcohol was already getting to the both of you, so everything was somewhat a blur right now. “Oh yeah. That pretty little number you’re wearing is very…tempting.” Damon gave you the elevator look.

“Oh is it?” With your elbow leaning on the counter top, you rested your chin on your hand, slowly inching yourself closer to Damon. Damon notices so he scoots over closer to you, then starts slowly rubbing his hand on your thigh.

One more round later and you found Damon holding your hand to guide you to his car. You failed to walk with balance, but you didn’t care because you were drunk. What you didn’t realize is that Klaus noticed you leave The Grill with Damon, with knowledge of what that is going to lead to.

…….

Luckily for you, you still had your morals. Although it was tempting at first, you didn’t let the alcohol get to your head by sleeping with Damon. So instead, you had a bright idea to have some fun by blasting music while dancing around the living room with Damon. He respected your change of plan and was up for whatever you wanted to do.

Sadly, it wasn’t long until your fun ended because it awoke Stephen which led to him shutting down your two person party. Damon turned off the music, then you both made your way to his bedroom, taking two glasses and a decanter filled with liquor with you.

“No sex alright?” You chuckled, setting the glasses and decanter on the nightstand. After that, you removed a few articles of clothing, leaving your shirt, bra and panties on.

“Fine by me. Go ahead and get your cuddle on.” Damon removed his shirt and pants, then covered the lower half of his body with his blanket.

You sat up on the bed, then reached over to pour yourself a glass of liquor.

The next couple of hours led to the both of you talking about your life, his vampire life. Still being a little drunk, you even brought up your little crush on Klaus. If you were sober, you wouldn’t have.

“Klaus?” Damon looked at you confused. “That dude’s a murdering maniac.”

You rolled your eyes at Damon. “And you are?” I mean you had a point. Damon isn’t an angel and neither is Stefan. Stefan had his ‘Ripper’ phase.

“Touche.” Damon scowled, then got up to point at the empty glass and decanter on the nightstand for you to hand to him. After he filled ¼ of his glass, he raised his glass to cheers with you. “A toast.”

“For?” You questioned.

“A fun, sex-less night.” He chugged his glass. You let out a laugh as a response before chugging yours. “You know. You’re not too shabby. Tonight was fun.” Damon added on.

……

After about an hour of non stop chit chatting, you fell asleep in Damon’s bed. The following morning, Damon was still asleep, so you put on the rest of your clothes and your shoes, then headed home to freshen up and make yourself brunch.

The food you cooked left you satisfied, so you spent the next couple of hours watching Netflix. Eventually, you got bored so you texted Rebekah to let her know that you’re stopping by to hang out. 

You got inside your car and still no word from Rebekah, but you oh well, you had your own key copy to The Mikaelson’s mansion, so you headed there anyways.

16 minutes later you arrived, parking your car on the large driveway. Before entering the home, your phone vibrated, so you pulled it out of your purse to see a text from Rebekah:

‘I’m on my way home from the store. I’ll be there soon.’

Entering the home it was silent and the first person you saw was Klaus resting on the couch drawing. He didn’t look up to say hi to you at all. You figured he was just too caught up in his drawing that he wasn’t aware of his surroundings, so you made your presence known saying, “Hi Nik.” 

Nothing. Not a word came out of his mouth. It was obvious by now that he was giving you the cold shoulder, so you tried again to get a peep out of him by walking up closer to him, waving your hand in front of you at your eyes’ view. “Hello?”

“Oh hey.” Niklaus replied sternly. But still, he didn’t look up to make eye contact with you, he just kept his eyes at his drawings.

You put your hands on your hips, looking at him in confusion. “Okay seriously, whats going on. Are you mad at me?” After knowing Klaus for months now, you already knew that whenever he is drawing or painting, he doesn’t act this standoffish, he’s normally more talkative with you.

Klaus took a deep breath in, then stood up, leaving his drawing on the couch. By the looks of it, he looked like he was ready to snap at you, but instead he put his bad temper aside, leaving a sly grin on his face. “Well. I’m not mad, love.” You sighed in relief to his response, then he added, “but I am disappointed in you just a tad.”

You crossed your arms in front of your chest. “What are you talking about?”

“Oh. Well. I don’t know. Maybe going home with Damon doing god knows what.” 

“Wait what?” You glared. “First of all, I didn’t even sleep with Damon. And second of all, why does it matter if I go home with another man?”

Klaus didn’t respond. Instead, he glanced up at the ceiling then looked back at you. It irritated you, so you decided to add on, “And you shouldn’t be the one to talk. You were also having the time of your life with that brunette last night.” You’re right though. How come Klaus is all of a sudden making it his business? You were wondering what he was up to with this.

“I wasn’t, actually. I was just being a nice lad to the girl.” Klaus walked up closer to you. “And I might even hate myself for saying this.”

“Okay, now you’re confusing me.” You tilted your head, putting your hands back at your hips.

“I don’t know how and I don’t know what it is about you, love.” Klaus lowered his voice, making it sound crisp and soothing. Then, he walked up even closer with his face being just inches away from yours. You didn’t know where he was going with this, so you just stood there speechless, giving him the spotlight. “To my surprise and to yours, I’ve grown quite fond of you, Y/N.”

Your eyes widened and butterflies started making their way into your stomach. “You what?” Is he saying what you think he’s saying?

Niklaus wrapped his hands around your upper arms, then continued with his little speech, “If your feelings don’t match mine, that’s alright, love. I know that it’s hard for a fine lady like yourself to have mutual feelings for a monster like me. But I had the need to tell you.” You can see the sadness in his eyes after saying his part. He let go of the weight of his hands around your arms and let it fall, then he quickly looked away then looked back at you once he heard a peep out of your mouth. 

“You know what?” You said, softening your tone of voice to express your feelings.

“What?” Klaus asked.

You rested both of your hands on Klaus’s chest, then made direct eye contact with him. “You don’t understand how long I’ve felt this way. I was too afraid to tell you because I was scared you wouldn’t feel the same. I didn’t want to ruin the friendship we already had.” It felt as if a huge weight has been lifted off of your shoulders, and to your relief, you were overjoyed that Klaus feels the same way about you.

“Well that’s just peachy then, sweetheart.” Klaus smiled, then grabbed both of your hands to slowly kiss at them both, making you blush.

The timing was hilariously perfect because in walks in Rebekah from the front door, struggling with her shopping bags, looking confused as ever seeing you and Klaus standing way too close to each other. You and Klaus just froze. To the both of you, it felt like you guys got caught making out in front of your parents or something. 

Rebekah instantly sensed that something was going on, so she stopped what she was doing and asked, “What are you two doing?” 

EXO: waking up and finding you asleep in their arms

Xiumin: this would stir something inside his lil heart, and Minseok wouldn’t be able to resist how adorably perfect you looked snuggled up to his chest. He’d tighten his arms around you and gently brush your hair aside, kissing your forehead. He tries his best to calm his breathing and heart beat, in hopes of falling back asleep in complete peace.

Suho: at first, he’d feel a little bad for falling asleep himself, bc he’d been wanting to spend time with you intimately, but he was just so tired. After waking up from feeling you stir in his arms, he’ll have the goofiest smile on his face. While trying not to wake you up, he’ll reposition himself on the couch so that you’d be more comfortable, and plays with your hair softly until you woke up.

Lay: the protective side within him would spark, and he feels a rush of love when he looked at your sleeping figure. This shows that you trust him enough to fall asleep in his arms, and that he doesn’t need to try too hard now to get you to open up and be carefree around him. Lots of “I love you, y/n’s” would ensue.

Baekhyun: it’ll be a miracle if he didn’t wake you up with all the excited squealing. He can barely contain himself, and wants to show you exactly how crazy you drive him when you do stuff like that. Don’t be surprised if he wakes you up, suddenly covering your face with unexplainable kisses and a bear hug.

Chen: just imagine him looking up at the ceiling, silently thanking whoever it is that made this possible…… bc it doesn’t even feel real. He’d get all happy and feel all fuzzy inside, just bc you managed to always make him go mush. Instead of going back to sleep, he’d cuddle you even more and wraps his arms tightly around yours.

Chanyeol: tbh he’s gonna start worrying bc ‘what if I was drooling’ ‘what if I accidentally kicked y/n’ ‘what if I snored really loudly omg’. He’d fail at making himself conformable again, all he’d be doing is shuffling his butt around the couch and might accidentally manage to throw you off completely. “Jfc y/n, I’m so sorry…..” *attempts to make it better with a giant hug*

D.O: I doubt he would’ve been able to fall asleep in the first place, since the only thing he’d be focused on was you. Every couple minutes he’d ask if you were okay or needed anything, and smiled when you just shook your head and kissed him. He’ll be in awe of how happy and stress-free you made him feel, just with a simple look.

Kai: I feel like he’d be a messy sleeper, and at some point you’d be entangled with each other on the couch or bed. He’d giggle at how comfortable it felt, though, and would only wrap himself even further around you. He won’t be able to help himself from wanting to wake you up so that you could see the humor in the situation, but laughs when you shush him.

Sehun: flushed cheeks, dry throat, sweaty palms, heart beating fast….he’s stressed HELLA. He doesn’t even know why though, esp if you’ve been together for a long time, but it just feels really special and intimate to be so close to you like that. He’ll try to unwrap himself from you, but fails completely when you finally stop him and wrap his arms arms around you again.

Originally posted by jonginssoo

Newsies at the Muny

So, I have had the amazing opportunity to see Newsies at the Muny this week. This show is incredible, but its so impressive because the cast had ten days to rehearse/learn lines before opening night. so heres some things that i noticed that are different from the broadway productions/things i just really liked.


Here’s a picture of the two set pieces they used a lot-when they’re pushed together, they were the lodging house.

in the opening song, you can see the rest of the newsies sleeping against the poles on the bottom level while Jack and Crutchie sing.

Danny Quadrino playing Crutchie again was so amazing because he already has such a thorough grasp on the character-the ‘watch me run’ was so giddy, but directly after that he looked so sad, not only in his face but his body language made him look just…dejected i guess.

when Crutchie went down when the circulation gates opened for the first time, immediately someone (i can’t remember who) grabbed him and helped him to his feet

Les was picked up so much by everyone throughout the show-the first time being when Jack strikes his deal with him, Jay picked up Gabe and stood him on the wagon so Gabe was taller than him. 

Les didn’t look to Davey for confirmation when Jack said ‘60/40′, he just made the deal himself

LES WAS LIMPING, COUGHING, AND BEING AN ALL-AROUND LITTLE SHIT TO SELL THAT LAST PAPE I LOVE HIM

instead of sounding scared on ‘is that the guy you’re meetin’?’, this Les just sounded curious, like he wanted to know what Jack was going to do

on ‘not even me, Miss Medda?’, Jay leaned over the railing and put his arms out from his sides and it was adorable

in That’s Rich (first of all Ta’rea was incredible), Les was sitting on his heels at the side of the backdrop, but kept on inching closer as the song went on

I Never Planned On You/Don’t Come A-Knocking started in the box, but Katherine moved down to stage level to watch the show from backstage, and that’s where Jack started to draw her

the line ‘they was coronas’ didn’t sound like Race was defending himself, but like he was bragging about the fact that he got coronas

after Les said ‘we got a father, too!’, one of the newsies (damon is the actor’s name, i don’t know which newsie he played) gave him a little bow

instead of writing STRIKE on the heading board, Jack wiped the chalk dust away to form the word

on ‘whaddya call these guys?’, i heard one of the guys do a sing-song ‘hellooooo’

World Will Know was just…so good

at one point in Watch What Happens, Katherine was on a wheeling chair and she pushed herself away from her desk her desk was center stage and she made it to halfway off stage on stage right i was impressed 

Seize the Day was so good

the papers were really different-instead of individual papers, they had them in stacks. There was a little bit where Les was jumping from stack to stack after each newsie dropped their stack in front of him…the noise was pretty loud

Les got picked up several times

the fighting was really good-so much was happening at once

So i realized that Morris was the one to grab Crutchie first because he yelled ‘hey Oscar, look what I got’, and then one of the Delancy brothers yelled up to Jack basically the same thing which was ‘heyya jack, lookit what we got’

Danny Quadrino’s yelling ‘jack’ broke my heart, and so did Jay yelling back ‘crutchie’ in the most desperate of voices

after crutchie was arrested, some newsies ran back onstage being chased by one or two of the strike-breakers. they looked absolutely terrified 

Santa Fe almost made me cry

Act 2!!!

King of New York was so. good

each newsie got his own pape, bc katherine didn’t just bring one, she brought an ENTIRE STACK

they didn’t start tapping until after the whole ‘lets get drunk’ bit, meaning that you couldn’t hear the taps because they hadn’t turned the stage mics on yet

on ‘barbershop haircut that costs a quarter’ the actor took off his hat and shook his hair (he had fairly long hair)

THEY MOVED THE TABLES DURING THE SONG-they were the same configuration as the broadway production at the start (one in the middle and straight and two others, one on the left and the other on the right, slanted a little) but then they moved them to all be pushed together like one long table

also on the right and left sides they had Muny teens tapping alongside the cast it was great

LETTER FROM THE REFUGE MADE ME CRY OKAY

danny quadrino is amazing and my heart hurts

also i have made several friends cry with my stupid analyzing of that song but i won’t put it here to save y'all from that

jack angstily painting is me okay y'all

the Pulitzer cartoon wasn’t a foot, but a hand pushing down on the newsies

here:

the ‘and i got a date!’ line was delivered so perfectly oh my lord

during the scene change, they closed the front picture-like thing the Muny has for every production, and Les, Jack, and Davey all went behind it but Katherine was pulled to stay in front of it by Pulitzer

‘which one gives us more in common?’ got a round of applause

there was such a gasp from the audience when Pulitzer said ‘my daughter’

in brooklyn’s here, about four boys started at far stage left before a spotlight hit about 17 guys that were house right-the four guys met up with them and they traveled across the house before stopping at house left for the whole ‘borough what gave me birth’ bit, before going down an aisle to get back to the stage

at the rally there was the entire cast of newsies, plus Muny teens and kids.

when jack went to stage right to get his money, it was thrown on the ground for him to pick up

when Les saw the money, he put his arms out and looked really upset. Davey just looked dejected before pushing Les away

when katherine kissed jack, it got a whoop from someone in the free seats

something to believe in sounded soooo good. also at the end, the set piece they were on spun to the back (bc the Muny has something similar to what hamilton does-a floor that can spin) and they were kissing until they stopped moving again

ONCE AND FOR ALL WAS AMAZING AND LET ME TELL YOU WHY

they did the toss thing and it was great

so they each got their papes, right? and they all headed to the top of that set piece above to sing

on ‘this is for kids shining shoes in the street with no shoes on their feet every day’, the kids who you can kind of see on the bottom of that set piece in the picture started to walk forward, oldest first. they all walked with their heads cast downwards

on ‘ten thousand kids in the square’, the lights went up and all the kids snapped their heads up from their feet

then, they all crouched/squatted/sat on ‘joe, you is gonna play fair, once and for all’

the cast that was on the set made their way down and as the whole  ‘there’s change coming once and for all. you’re getting too old, too weak to keep holding on’ thing started, they each handed a pape to a kid on the ground (each handed out like two or three)

as each kid got their pape, they would read it, and stand up with their fist in the air

on the last chord, everyone punched their fist in the air

also none of the teens/kids sang during Once and For All, it was all the cast/offstage singers

‘he doesn’t do happiness, does he?’ was SO WELL-DELIVERED

jay’s impression on ‘its a compromise we can all live with’ wasn’t as harsh as corey’s, but it was spot-on with how Davis Gaines had said the line earlier

LOOK AT THESE SIGNS THEY HAD

when crutchie came back there was so much celebrating

also jack and crutchie had the BEST HUG IVE EVER SEEN I LOVE THEM    

crutchie giving snyder handcuffs was amazing i loved it

LOOK AT THEM DURING FINALE

and now here’s some pics of the cast being goofballs backstage/bowing

i love jack sippel he’s great

thats during king of new york btw

in conclusion, newsies at the Muny was amazing and if they don’t do it again in a few years and have the show go for 10 days instead of 7 i will fight

also its like 2 in the morning. i started writing this at like 11:30. what.

  • me: haha hey guys do you dare me to play zelda all night long instead of sleeping
  • them: no
  • me: *shaking my head and chuckling* i cant believe you guys are making me do this
  • them: we're not
  • me: *already grabbing the controller* this is so wild you guys you're so fucked up for making me do this
BTS Reacting To You Hiding Your Face The First Time You Take Your Makeup Off In Front Of Them

Namjoon

He’d initially be concerned when he seen how uncomfortable you were, hiding behind your hair and keeping your hands around your face. His heart would drop a little at how shy you were so he’d come over to face you, pushing one side of your hair back kissing you softly. He’d gently trail soft kisses down your neck to try and make you relax a bit. “(Y/N), you’re so beautiful. I could just stare at you all day long.” he’d say before lifting your shirt over your head, continuing the soft kisses down your torso until his lips were sitting just above the waist of your jeans. He’d grab the sides and begin to slide them down, staring up at you. “Every inch of you is perfect.” lifting one of your legs over his shoulder he’d press his tongue against your womanhood making your head tip back as delicate mewls escaped your lips.

Originally posted by jjeonguk

Keep reading

The Naruto next gen kids have switched bodies with their parents!

Requested by danceofthebloodypetals!

What would happen if then next gen kids somehow switched bodies with their parents?

1. Boruto switches with Naruto

Boruto: “Heck yeah! I’m the Hokage now!”

Naruto: “No no no don’t do anything stupi-”

Boruto: “HEY HINATA YOU HAVE A NICE ASS BUT I THINK I PREFER KURAMA’S BETTER”

Kurama: “HA!”

Naruto: “DON’T ENCOURAGE HIM.”

2. Himawari switches with Hinata

Himawari: “……mama?”

Hinata: “This is REALLY inconvenient. Don’t worry sweetie everything will be fine!”

Himawari: *starts bawling her eyes out*

Hinata: “Oh no, honey, people are watching! This is embarrassing…..darling don’t cry!”

3. Shikadai switches with Shikamaru

Shikadai: “….Honestly this is pretty much exactly what I was expecting.”

Shikamaru: “Ugh. Great. Can we just sleep this off? I really can’t be bothered dealing with this.”

Shikadai: “Sounds good to me. But how do you sleep with such long legs?? It’s annoying.”

Shikamaru: “It’s called being an adult. It sucks.”

4.  Chōchō switches with Chouji

Chōchō: “No no no! I don’t want this body!”

Chouji: “What’s wrong with-”

Chōchō: “It’s too BIG. You said you’d teach me this Calorie Control thing so hurry and teach me!”

Chouji: “Chōchō stop you’re frightening me. How about we go eat instead and talk about this??”

Chōchō: “UGHHH.”

5. Inojn switches with Sai

Inojin: “Oh….well this is different.”

Sai: “Do not worry my son we will figure something out!”

Inojin: “Dad please don’t draw while you’re in my body.”

Sai: “…..why?”

Inojin: “Because your art is so old and embarrassing and if people see ME drawing it my reputation will be in shambles.”

Sai: “How…how cruel!”

6. Mitsuki switches with Orochimaru

Mitsuki: “Ugh. Stuck in this gross body.”

Orochimaru: ‘It is not ‘gross’!! It is a perfect body! Do not throw harsh words around if you don’t mean them!”

Mitsuki: “…..it’s gross and I hate it.”

Orochimaru: “STOP IT RIGHT NOW CHILD.”

7. Sarada switches with Sakura

Sarada: “I….I have such strong arms now!”

Sakura: “Eheh yes you do….don’t go doing anything drastic!”

Sarada: “HEY BORUTO I DARE YOU TO ARM WRESTLE ME!”

Sakura: “Sarada NO.”

8. Metal Lee switches with Rock Lee

Metal Lee: “Oh boy! Now I can train even HARDER.”

Rock Lee: “And I too, in this puny body, will train even MORE HARDER!”

Naruto: “Please stop.”

Savior

She found herself in an abandoned warehouse just a few blocks from the run down apartment her father had rented until he gathered the insurance money from their original apartment that had burned down days before. [Y/N] sat with her feet dangling over edge of the catwalk, her body facing the industrial sized window that overlooked the dirty and deserted streets of the city. 

Looking down, she pulled out the pill bottle from her hoodie pocket. Running her fingers over the label, she fought back the tears. Closing her hand over the prescription bottle, she looked out the window and mustered up the courage to uncap the poison in her hand. 

Just as she was about to swallow all the pills, she jumped at the sound of glass shattering below her. She cursed as the oxycodone fell from her fingers and onto the warehouse ground. Standing up, [Y/N] peered over the catwalk and noticed a figure struggling to stand. Her eyes strained to adjust to the dark. Gasping when she caught sight of the famous red and blue, she scrambled off the catwalk and down the stairs to the first floor. 

“Oh my god.” She panted as she made it to the figure. Slowing her steps, she assessed the situation. It was definitely Spiderman, that she knew. What she didn’t know was why he was covered in enough blood to fill up a bathtub. Shrieking when he collapsed onto the ground, she ran to him. 

Kneeling on the hard ground, she propped him up on her knees. She looked down at her hands that were now covered in sticky, wet blood. “Oh god.” [Y/N] shuddered, she hated blood. Clearing her throat, she gently tapped his masked face, “Hey? You with me?” She scanned over the rest of him, her eyes widening at the ripped suit and exposed torso. Her heart rate increased, he wasn’t just covered in blood, it was his own blood. 

“Holy shit. Hey, hey, hey!” [Y/N] shook him slightly, “We need to get you to a hospital!” She pawed at him, struggling to find a cellphone. Finally finding one, she cursed loudly as it slipped from her hands “I need you to stay with me!” Trying to unlock the phone with her blood soaked fingers, she screamed when he grabbed her forearm. Leaning down, her brows knitted together at the muffled sounds coming from where his mouth was located. “What? I can’t, I don’t know, I can’t understand you.” He continued to mumble with her still unable to understand him. 

Taking in a deep shaky breath, she set down the phone away from the spreading blood puddle. “I can’t understand you with your mask on,” [Y/N] said gently. Biting her lip, she reached for the bottom of his mask. “I have to take your mask off, okay?” Not waiting for him to answer, she gently and slowly revealed the face that laid underneath. [Y/N] gasped softly when she finally removed the cover, her heart sped up even more. How was this possible? 

“Peter?!” [Y/N] cried out. Spiderman was a kid, a teenager? More importantly her lab partner in Chemistry. So many questions rolled through her brain but was quickly cut short when she remembered that she needed to call 911. 

Peter’s eyes fluttered, his mouth moving but very little sounds coming out. “Call Tony, not 911, please.” He croaked out. 

“What? Tony?!” She yelped, who the hell was Tony? “But, you need help!”

“Call……Tony……please.”

[Y/N] started to shake, she could feel his body temperature start to drop. Struggling to find this mysterious Tony number, “Come on, come on. Yes! Okay, come on, please pick up….pick up, come on.”

“Listen, Parker. You better have a damn good reason-”

“-Oh my gosh! Thank god, um, Peter told me to call you. I don’t know why, I should be calling 911. He’s bleeding out….there’s a lot of blood. I don’t know what to do. We need help! Why am I calling you instead of 911, oh my god, I’m so stupid. He’s probably going to die because of this phone call. Oh my god.” 


[Y/N] leaned her head against the frame of the window that showed Peter sleeping soundly in his hospital room. Her hands and arms were free from his blood but the reminder of almost seeing him die in her arms were still soaked into her clothes. 

“Here you go, kid.” 

Standing up straight, she looked up to see Tony hand her a fresh set of clothes. Placing a hand on her shoulder, he gave her a pressed smile. “You can get changed over here.” Patting her back, he calmly spoke. “He’ll be here when you get back, I promise. Come on.” 

Reluctantly following Tony, she thanked him and closed the curtain to change. Wincing as she peeled off her clothes, she looked around to find a spot to place them.

“There’s a little washing station off to her left there.” 

Following his direction, she sighed in content to know that she could wash the rest of the blood off. “Um, thank you.” 

“Yeah, no problem.” Tony twirled around, his hands clasped behind his back. “So uh, Peter’s never mentioned you before. Are you two friends?” 

Running a wet towel over her torso, she shook her head even though she knew he couldn’t see her. “No, not really.” Running it over her legs, she sighed again. “We’re just lab partners.”  

“Oh.”

Quickly changing into the fresh clothes, she slid the curtain open. 

“Much better?” He smiled as she nodded.

Guiding them back to Peter’s room, he slowed his steps as he got to the window. It was a close call and Tony was so unbelievably thankful that he made it. 

“He saved me once,” [Y/N] said softly. 

“Hm?” Tony asked, distracted from his thoughts. 

She motioned towards Peter, “He saved me, about two weeks ago.” Hugging herself, she bit her lip. “My apartment building caught on fire and I was stupid enough to go back up the six flights to get something and just as I was about to go back down, the stairs collapsed on me.” [Y/N] met Tony’s eyes, “I never got a chance to thank him and for the past week and a half, I’ve been sitting next to him.” 

“I’m sure he knew,” Tony reassured. Following her gaze to Peter, he frowned, “What were you doing at that warehouse anyway? Seems a bit morbid to be a teen hangout spot.” 

[Y/N] inhaled slowly, “I lost my mom during the battle of New York. We were on our way to see a movie when everything hit the fan. Our taxi got flipped over on its side and the doors were jammed. So, my dad kicked the window out and threw me. I broke a few ribs and my arm but I didn’t feel it at the time because all I could focus on was the fact that there were aliens swarming the city. My mom had suffered a concussion from the wreck and was fading in and out of consciousness so my dad climbed out first to get better leverage. He was a little shaky from it all too so he lost his footing and fell to the ground. I just remember standing there in shock and in panic from it all that I almost didn’t notice the gas leaking from the other cars. I screamed for my dad to hurry but the taxi blew up before he could even stand up to try.” 

Tony stood in silence, his heart breaking. He felt responsible for everything that had happened in New York. And it hurt even more to be standing in front of someone who had lost so much during it all. 

“You asked why I was in the warehouse and the reason was that ever since that day, my dad was never the same. And to a degree, I changed too but he just became so cold. Every time he looked at me, I could see disgust in his eyes. I reminded him so much of the woman he failed to save that he couldn’t even bare to look at me. Abuse isn’t just physical, Mr. Stark. It’s verbal too and every day since then, that was what I had to deal with. Him degrading me as a person, making me see myself in a way that my mother would never let me see myself as. I went to that warehouse tonight to be reunited with my mother. To be reunited with the one person who would have loved me no matter what.” 

Tony inhaled sharply. Nodding, he placed a warm and firm hand on her shoulder. “I tend to be hypocritical at times and this is one of those moments when I say I believe in fate which I normally don’t. But, had you not gone to that warehouse, Peter would be dead. Instead of ending a life, you saved one.” 


Peter’s eyes fluttered open, groaning from the pain, he went to raise his hand to his head but immediately regretted his movement. It felt like he had been hit with a train ten times over. Blinking, his eyes adjusted to the girl sitting in an arm chair with a Chemistry book in her lap. 

“[Y/N]?! What are, what are you doing here?” Panic started to settle into his bones. 

She looked up from her textbook, untucking her legs from underneath her, she set the book down. “You were involved in a serious car accident-”

“-wha?” Peter tried to recall this accident but all he remembered was being seconds from being ripped apart. 

“Peter! You’re awake!” 

“Aunt May?” Peter exclaimed, completely dumbfounded at what was going on. “I don’t understand.” 

Aunt May started to sob, “Oh my god, I’m so glad you’re okay! I was so worried about you.” 

[Y/N] stood up, grabbing her backpack, she smiled. “It’s okay if you don’t remember the car accident, Peter.” Walking over towards him, she gently patted his hand. “You were walking me back to my apartment after our study session when you pushed me out of the way of a speeding car. I can’t thank you enough for saving my life. Hopefully one day I can return the favor.” Just as Aunt May wasn’t looking, she winked and motioned a phone signal with her hand and mouthed call Tony. Turning towards Aunt May, she smiled, “If it’s okay, I’ll leave Peter’s schoolwork with you.” 

Aunt May nodded, tears soaking her eyes. “Of course!” 

Handing it off, she looked at Peter. “I’m glad you’re okay. I’ll see you around.” 

Peter still dumbfounded, nodded. “Yeah. uh, see you around.” 

Once she left the room, Aunt May wiped away some tears. “I know you’re in pain and everything but she’s cute!” 

Pillowless

Prompt: You all get trapped as the Quin Jet breaks and have to stay the night in the wilderness.
Warnings: CUDDLES!!!
Pairing: Bucky X Reader

¥=¥

“So, we’re screwed” you said looking at everyone.

“It’s not my fault Thor decided to play with his damn hammer” Said Tony

“It’s not my fault either, you said my hammer couldn’t break the new Quin Jet” Thor spoke.

“So the engine’s screwed and due to the missing part there is absolutely no way either of you geniuses can fix it” you said pointing at Tony and Banner who both denied with their heads. “Fantastic. So what now?”

“We’ll have to wait for the other Quin Jet to arrive from the base” answered Tony.

“Isn’t that like a twelve hour flight?” Asked Natasha.

“Those are the bad news” Bruce said.

“Then what are the worst?” Said Wanda

“We… the AC was also damaged and it’s going to be as hot as it hell in here in less than an hour”

“So we’re going to have to sleep outside” Steve concluded to what Tony nodded.

“And I told you we should packed the Jet with blankets and pillows” Bruce scolded Tony.

You rolled your eyes “I call dibs on Steve’s arm” everybody gave you a confused look “What? Muscles are soft when they’re not flexed and he’s the most muscly” Thor gave you an offended look “He has a shirt beneath the Jacket, I don’t know if you brought anything besides your… your… suit” he seem to accept the excuse and shrugged.

“Cool, vis, you’re doing the first round and…”

“I’ll do the other one as along as I can sleep on the Jet when it arrives” Clint interrupted.

“It’s settled”

You all walked outside and Tony threw a device on the ground that made a hologram fire. That seemed to actually work as a fire.

“Told you it wasn’t a stupid idea” he said to Bruce who just rolled his eyes.

You took of your jacket and stayed with the tank top beneath.

“You’re going to be cold” Bucky pointed out.

“Believe me, I won’t” you replied and sat next to Steve who was also taking his jacket off. “Here, use it as a pillow” you motioned giving him your jacket.

“But I have mine” He replied.

“Yeah, not for long” you grabbed it from the side and put it on “Yours is thicker” you shrugged.

No one saw your actions as weird and you and Steve had become best friends a while back and your personality was just like that.

“Is there any food?” Bucky asked.

Nat threw at him a protein bar “No more that a few of those”

Thor wrapped his cape in a ball shape and used it as a pillow before drifting to sleep.

“Someone was tired” you motioned at him.

“Don’t blame him” Nat responded “I think I’m sleeping too” she said and left to the side to cuddle with Bruce.

Clint said he’d do the first round and climbed on some tree.

Tony just laid on the floor looking at the stars.

Meanwhile Vis gave Wanda his cape to use as a pillow and/or blanket, sitting beside her.

“So is just us” you said.

“I think I might be sleeping too” Steve said before getting comfortable on the floor.

“Just leave your arm to the side” you answered and he nodded.

“You really are going to use his arm aren’t you?” Asked the longed haired man that was still awake.

You nodded “can’t sleep pillow less, it’s a flaw that comes with the packet” you answered

You stayed talking with Bucky for around one more hour, you talked about anything that would come up but after a while you both started feeling tired.

“We should go sleep” he said to which you nodded. You then accommodated Steve’s arm and closed your eyes to sleep on your side.

It wasn’t only until you heard the creaking of the leaves that you turned to Buck still fighting to sleep.

“You cannot sleep without a pillow, can you?” You asked to which he turned toward you and nodded.

“Here”, you pointed extending one of your legs as you kept the other curled, using Steve’s Jacket as a blanket “Use it as a pillow” he seemed rather insecure at first but ended up moving towards you and laying his head near you knee looking too the opposite direction of you.

Both of you found sleep then. A few hours later something woke you up. When you opened your eyes you realized what it was, Buck was clinging onto your leg, with his metal arm, as if his life depende on it. You though of kicking him until you realized, by his frown and scrunched face that he was having a nightmare.

You sat and placed your hand in the small space between his neck and the starter of the metal arm to try and wake him up gently, which didn’t seem to work so you moved his hair behind his ear to whisper without waking up everyone else. “Hey Buck, Bucky, James… Bucky sweetheart it’s just a dream… Buck… I need you to open those pretty blue eyes of yours… come on James” he opens his eyes quickly and he seemed to be lost and scared, to which you responded to gently caressing his face “it’s me… no need to be sacred” he seemed to calm then but his grip was not softening itself at all.

“How’d ya know I was having a nightmare?” He asked.

“Your face gave you away”

“Why were you even awake then?”

You motioned towards his still gripping hand, when he realized he quickly took it off and sat.

“Shit… I’m so sorry. Did I hurt you doll?” He asked.

“Nah, its fine, I’m glad you stopped tho” you said before sliding your leggings to your mid tight to take a look at your possible injuries. You didn’t even notice that you had exposed your lacy underwear like no big deal but Buck did and he quickly looked somewhere else hiding the redness of his cheeks “See?” You asked then.

He rather insecurely turned to look and he just got even more worried.

“It’s purple, I’ve bruised you”

“What? You serious? I’ve been way worse due to falling, anyway we should go back to sleep”

He nodded and started accommodating himself in the ground a few steps form you.

“What are you doing”

“I don’t want to hurt you again”

“Don’t be silly”, you turned now flat on your back, “here use my stomach instead”

He gave you a worried look.

“James, even if you wanted you wouldn’t be able to clutch my stomach like you did with my leg, the suffice area is quite different”

He was rather unconvinced but you pulled him towards you and he ended up with his head on your belly.

“Good, Now sleep”

You both drifted asleep again and at some point during the night Buck ended up on the crotch of your arm and held you as a hug pillow, with both his arm and his leg over you.

You woke up to the sound of giggles and someone punching someone. You tried to move and opened your eyes to figure out why you were so restrained. Steve was hugging both of you on a very protective manner, with his hand on Buck’s shoulder and his leg over you and crossing all the way into Buck’s.

“You look so cute” you heard Nat say and you just lifted the finger towards her, as you couldn’t move much both your hand.

“Did you get the picture” asked Wanda to Tony who nodded. I’m printing this one"

You rolled your eyes but then Steve awoke too. Quickly un wrapping the two of you and then gently lifting his arm from you to stand up.

“What time is it” he said in his all so serious tone.

“8:30” Nat answered

“You’re telling me I still have to wait a whole hour for the damn Jet to arrive? Fuck off!”

You said and moved Buck from where he was to use him as a pillow now. “My turn now” you stated, giving him the jacket you had as a pillow and sleeping on his arm.

Everyone let you sleep until you felt a spank.

“The fuck Nat” you said still angry at being woken up. Again.

“It’s here, wake up your boyfriend we’re leaving”

“He’s not my boyfriend” you said starting to gently move him around to wake him up.

“Five more minutes doll” he mumbled half asleep.

To which Nat coked an eyebrow. “Shut up Nat, he calls everyone doll”

“No, he doesn’t call me doll” she said “Hey Wanda! Does Bucky call you doll?” She asked Wanda who was already entering the other Jet.

“No he doesn’t Nat!”

“Hey Tony! Does Bucky ever call you doll?”

“Nope, not that I remember”

You just rolled your eyes “That doesn’t mean anything” you said still trying to wake him up. You leaned into him and whispered. “Come on James, their making fun of us, the jet is here, time to go”.

He slowly opened his eyes then and started waking up, you both then walked towards the Jet.

anonymous asked:

Would you write a jooheon neighbour AU for me? Please please please I'm just imagining this boy as a neighbour and it would be so perfect if you'd put it into some words!!! + how are you? Does everything work out good in college,? 😚

ofc!! im ok, college is tough - but im gonna make it!! we all are ^^
find wonho (here) + kihyun (here) 

  • only keeps one part of his apartment clean: his desk 
  • everything else is,,,,,,,,as you can expect,,,,,,,mismatched pairs of sneakers, t-shirts lumped together with socks, comic books and wrappings from snacks, and the occasional crumpled up paper from lyrics that he tried to write but ended up hating
  • has a dart board near his desk and will pin up bad lyrics and throw darts at it until he gets out of writers block LOL
  • (sometimes he puts up a pic of his companies ceo but shh let’s not tell anyone that) 
  • he doesn’t really use his bedroom, sleeps in his chair or manages to throw himself across his sofa in some uncomfortable position
  • like minhyuk has come over to find half of jooheon’s body sliding off the couch,,,,drool on his pillow,,,,no blanket except like three hoodies he threw over himself for warmth
  • it’s cute though he has a bunch of like action figures from marvel and dc around his desk and instead of actual books on the shelves it’s like action figures and different games
  • like,,,,he’s got 5 different versions of monopoly 
  • friday night monsta x comes over and they play settlers of catan or something LOL
  • has an old shoe-box full of the first cds he ever bought as a kid, most of them are ying yang twins, common, 50 cent,,,,
  • you know jooheon because no one else in your entire apartment building wears supreme and stussy as much as him,,,,,,,and also no one else but him gets a subscription to comics
  • so when you see the bundle outside near the mail you’re like “oh,,,,,that has to be jooheon’s.” 
  • but really, that’s all you know. he has expensive clothes and likes comics,,,,,,other than that you aren’t really sure about what kind of job he has or who he is as a person
  • and you’re not itching to find you either,,,,,,,,not until you get a knock on your door at 8 am and you’re up for one reason: you were gonna get a snack and then go back to sleep till noon
  • but you open the door, fully expecting the mailman or someone
  • but instead it’s?????? jooheon and he’s frantically looking around and you’re like uh,,,,,,,,,,,,,yes?
  • and he’s like “i have a flight in an hour and i havent packed and i forgot to buy an extra toothbrush do you have a spare???? and also toothpaste????? and like possibly a pair of socks???? also sunscreen?????”
  • and you’re looking at him like,,,,,,,well he just requested you give him a literal itinerary of things ??? things you pack in ADVANCE
  • and you’re like wait. when is your fligh-
  • and he’s like “an hour,,,,,im,,,,,,,,,,,,sweating”
  • and he isn’t lying. he’s sweating you can see his forehead glistening and you’re like ok ok give me a second to check my bathroom
  • and jooheon is in luck you have some brushes and paste still in packaging and your sunscreen is used, but only halfway and you’re like “this is what i have and socks,,,uh here you go-”
  • and you hand him the first pair, they have little cats on him, but jooheon has no time to complain and he’s holding all the stuff in his arms and you kind of feel a bit bad,,,,so you’re like “do you need help,,,,,,,,,,,,packing?”
  • and he looks at you like you’re the damn Sun and he’s like pleASe,,,,it’s 30 min to the airport so,,,,,,i need to run
  • and you end up in his apartment for the first time, navigating the mess on the floor, to help get all the basic nessecities he needs into a beat up looking duffel bag
  • and you’re like “where are you even going?” and he’s like “thailand,,,,so don’t pack any jackets.”
  • and you guys finish, but it’s not the best,,,,,,,,,,,but he’ll survive for the week he’s gone
  • and as he’s dashing out the door you’re like “lock your door!” and he throws you the keys and he’s like “please do it for me!”
  • and with that he’s down the stairs and you’re standing there with his keys and five minutes later you’re like WAIT HOW IS HE GONNA GET BACK INTO THE BUILDING WHEN HE COMES BACK OH MY GOD JOOHEON
  • and you run downstairs, but he’s gone and you’re like oh my god,,,,,,,,,,,,
  • and as the week goes on you try to figure out what the best solution is: ask the landlord for jooheons number? well he’s overseas,,,,,,,he might not want the data charges. wait for him outside the building every night until he returns? no too much work,,,,,,,
  • so you just shrug and decide he’ll figure out someway to get to you
  • and he does,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,except it involves literally throwing pebbles at your window like this is some corny 80s romance flick
  • and it happens at like 3 in the morning too and you wake up like whAT the HELL is that annoying sound but you go to your window and look out and there’s jooheon standing at the side of the building waving with his duffel bag over his shoulder
  • and you signal for him to give you a second and you’re in your damn pajamas with the worst bed head and some slippers and when you let him inside he’s like “,,,,,,,,i realized when i got on the plane that throwing my keys to you wasn’t a smart move.” and you’re like hUH YOU THINK
  • and he’s like “im sorry for bothering you so much,,,,,,,,,,sometimes i don’t have it all together you know.”
  • and you soften up, even though he woke you up in the dead of night, and you get on the elevator with him and he’s like “oh, by the way i needed to thank you so i got this.”
  • and he pulls out a souvenir from his bag and hands it to you,,,,and you smile a bit,,,,,,even blush because well here’s this (cute. very cute) boy giving you a present
  • and you’re like “oh,,,,you didn’t have to,,,,”
  • and jooheon sees your blush and also starts stuttering and he’s like “i just - i - you were very nice to me - i - w-want-ed to- uh - repay,,,,,,,,,,”
  • and the doors open and you both go to your respective doors and you’re like rIGHT, and you drop the keys in jooheon’s hands
  • and he’s like “WELL good night,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,”
  • and you’re like yes,,,,,,,,,
  • but neither of you go inside and jooheon clears his throat and is like “i,,,,,,,i didn’t mean to be weird and get you the present i just,,,,,,,,,didn’t know if you’d be ok with just getting that or if i should instead just take you to dinner as a thank you,,,,,,,,,,,”
  • and you’re like oh,,,,,,,i have that choice?
  • and jooheon scratches his neck and looks away but mumbles that yeah,,,,,,,,you do
  • and you look at the souvenir and you’re like “if i say yes, do i have to give this back?”
  • and jooheon snaps back to look at you,,,,,because he didn’t think you’d actually be interested in the dinner option but his cheeks are pink now and he’s like no no you can keep it and um,,,,,,dinner,,,,,,,i,,,,,,,can pick you up tomorrow - well today - night? 
BTS reaction to bts finding out their s/o needs music to sleep


Jin:

“Really? Don’t play the music to loud, you can hurt your ears.”


Suga:

“You should try and listen to this band I found, I think you’ll really like them.”


J-Hope:

“I also sometimes need music to sleep! We should listen to it together!”


Rap Monster:

“Who do you like the most to sleep to?”

“I never heard of them. You should show me their songs sometime.”


Jimin:

“What? You want me to sing for you instead?”

“Of course, anything for you.”


V:

“Is that why you always keep your phone so close? I could sing to you if you want to….”


Jungkook:

“I also like listening to songs before I go to sleep, it helps me relax.”

Masterlist

Request are open