A woman is found in the bunker, lost and confused with no memory
of who she is or where she came from. She is just there. The boys bury
themselves in research whilst Cas looks at her oddly. He is sure that he has
met her before but can’t figure out where.
She slowly warms to both Cas and Sam and both of them feel like they know her
and that she is trustworthy. Dean however doesn’t like her, doesn’t like the way
she laughs and jokes with his little brother and he certainly doesn’t like the
way she is flirting with Cas…
Throughout the action and the drama (maybe the woman brought a
monster along with her from wherever she came from) much to Dean’s annoyance she
becomes closer and closer to Sam and more so even to Cas. The woman bonds with
Castiel in a way no one has since Dean himself, and Castiel seems rather taken
with her too. Dean is obviously jealous of the pair (in that subtle subtextual
way the show likes to use so much) and it all kicks off when Dean accidentally
sees them sharing a passionate kiss.
Castiel is rather shocked himself that the woman was so forward
but he can’t deny that he has feelings for her, though in a very confusing way.
Castiel ponders this new development whilst Dean broods and Sam frantically
looks for a resolution to this new madness they have got wrapped up in.
When the climatic fight is over and the boys find out what the
monster had stolen from the mystery woman, all is resolved. The woman’s younger
sister was being held hostage by the monster, along with the woman’s
She reveals herself as Deanna. she followed her sister Samantha
into the monsters trap on a hunt and was transported to an alternate universe.
Needless to say everyone is surprised. Not least of all Castiel, who realises
why he had such strong feelings for her. The sisters are able to reopen the
portal to their universe and bid farewell to the boys. Though not before Cas
gets a kiss goodbye and Dean gets a wink. Leaving Dean even more confused than
Nothing more is mentioned
about the whole situation other than a knowing look from Sam and a slightly
awkward pat on the shoulder between Cas and Dean. The episode ends with a
lingering shot on Dean’s face as he watches Cas walk away. His confusion is
evident on his face. An audience of general viewers wonder what the hell that
was all about. Misha tweets something entirely inappropriate and Jensen flirts
with him about it. The episode breaks Tumblr. The writers work is done… for
Could you do one where Justin has problems with Seth again and reader is pretty hot headed so she storms into there and Justin tries to stop her but since she’s black belt in taekwondo she beats Seth up and when she turns her back he attacks her? Thanks!! I love your writing so so muchhhh
author’s note: honestly. oh my god. I am sorry it’s a bit late? hopefully it was worth the wait man but it was a real experience writing this one!! AAAAAA i don’t think i will babble much on this note buT THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING THIS! also is this long idk im sorry
I knew today wouldn’t be any different. People passing by
and greeting others, classes where I can barely keep my eyes a little bit open,
and of course, like the past week, Justin not making an appearance even on the
I knew very well where he was. Knowing him like I do, I probably
know as well what he is doing currently. The only thing I didn’t know, was the
reason behind of the disappearance.
Walking down the hall I noticed the group of people I was
aiming at since the start of the day. Not missing a second, I immediately
walked over there and saw how Dempsey spotted me right away, the look on his
face was a mix of worry and tiredness.
“Where is he?” I asked the whole group and they stared at
me, not wanting to expose their friend’s hiding place. Waiting a little while
before letting my temper get over me, I clenched my fists and sighed, “Okay,
knowing where he is, why is he not here?” Monty was opening his mouth
until Bryce shushed him out.
Request: Could you make one with Yoongi being some sort of demon/vampire boss that every one is super scared of but then there is Y/N, Yoongi is in love with her and everyone is always super impressed how Yoongi always surrenders and softens when something is about her? He’s super protective and wants to please her in his own way, thank you for doing this i love you
Summary: Demons are merciless, demons are ruthless, demons can’t hold nothing dear to them. Yoongi is the leader, the king of the demon world. He is feared as he is respected, no one expected him to bring a human girl as his lover, you. You fell in love and now you are in the midst of adjusting to the demon world, its custums, and its dangers. But everything is worth it if is for him, the demon king that lives between shadows and that would turn hell apart to protect you.
It wasn’t your first time in Yoongi’s manor, during the time you’d had been together he had brought you here several times, you didn’t remember how many, but in all those times you hadn’t been able to get to know the whole place.
You walked down the hallways watching the art hanging on the walls, beautiful sceneries in some cases, rather grim ones in others. The manor had a nineteen century western ambiance, you could say even more ancient, it had a gothic feel to it, maybe because it was inhabited by demons. Nevertheless it also possessed the modern touch of technology and asian culture. Yoongi, you had learned through time, was actually quite enthusiastic about asian calligraphy, art pieces about it could be found throughout the manor as he’d say that words had power.
Every room in the manor, at least the ones you’d visited, had the right amount of light for it to create shadows out of almost everything, it didn’t matter which hour of the day it was, each room poured shadows that if you had to be honest you were still getting used to. One thing was Yoongi’s shadows and another were these, they created movement, allowing someone who knew how to occult and lurk in plain sight so although you were completely safe in his place, you also knew there were a lot of things to be wary of.
A voice made you jump, you turned around to find one of the members of Yoongi’s inner circle. He was Hoseok and at first you’d thought he was a butler, because to be fair, he dressed just like one, a black tuxedo and the white dress shirt underneath showing just enough, a bow tie adorning his neck. Out of all the demons you had seen he was the most elegant and proper, him and maybe Jin too.
-Hello- you muttered, feeling a little startled for not hear him coming, you never heard them coming. -You can just call me Y/N, I’ve told you-
He nodded, his orangey silky hair bowing down. -I know Miss, Y/N, Yoongi is waiting for you at the dinning room-
-Alright, you should have told him to just find me himself- that made him chuckle.
-Imagine the outcome of that though- you laughed a little too, Yoongi could be a lazy ass when he was set for it. But as solicitous as Hoseok was you knew he was no butler, although his main job required him to never leave the manor.
Hoseok escorted you until you were in front of the dinning doors which opened at his will, you entered and found Yoongi at the head of the table, a scowl on his face and a meat knife going around his hands.
You rolled your eyes and sat beside him, watching as the servants came with the food, walking around Yoongi carefully although not fearful.
-Thank you for waiting- you said despite your eye roll. You knew that if you were around he didn’t eat if you hadn’t eaten.
In front of you you saw what you thought was venison, the herbs making the smoke coming from it to water your mouth, it wasn’t the regular meat you’d eat on a daily basis but here they ate it a lot. You had inquired Yoongi about food before, because it was kind of odd that demons fed the same as humans, Yoongi had explained that they ate because they enjoyed it, but not because of need. Although there was indeed something about it that benefited them.
The hunting, the killing.
He had let you know that what fed demons was no other thing but power, and there was absolute power in those two activities.
Summary: Marinette tries and fails to protect
I apologize for the Ooc-ness is this.
“Why are you dating him?” Chat asked,
his voice sounding distinctly bitter.
Marinette blinked at the boy in confusion. He
showed up without any fanfare and then demanded to know why she was going on a
date. How did he even know about it?
“Is there any reason you need to
know?” She asked flatly.
His expression flickered into something angry
for a moment before fading back to something more neutral. “Just tell
me.” His own voice flat.
She frowned. “No. It’s not your business
who I date.” With that said she went back to drawing out her designs.
Chat lips thinned into a line. “Dating him
for the pretty face, eh?” He asked dryly
She tensed up and spun around to face him
again. “Shut up.” She growled.
His eyes flashed. Seems like he hit a nerve.
“I didn’t really take you for that kind of girl.”
Marinette grit her teeth. “I always took
you for a good for nothing mangy cat.” She retorted.
Chat frowned. “Is that what you really
think of me…?” He looked almost hurt.
“Yes.” She snapped and once again tried
to return to her work, though instead she ended up glaring at it.
Chat’s eyes darkened further. “Very well then.”
He shook his head and left.
Marinette grimaced and looked to where he had
been standing. “Good job Marinette.” She muttered self-depreciatingly.
The window to Chat’s bathroom cracked when he
slammed it shut. He became Adrien as he walked into his room. Plagg almost immediately
started wedeling him for cheese. To silence him Adrien tore his ring off and
tossed it to the floor. It hit the ground with a clatter of ringing noises as
it rolled under his bed.
He sat down at his desk and flipped on the screens.
When he saw Ladybug plastered across them he screamed and smashed his hands
down on his desk. His fist’s throbbed with pain as he seethed.
A black butterfly floated through his window
and landed on one of his fists.
“Greetings, Heartbreaker. In return-”
“Yes. I agree.” Adrien hissed.
Hawkmoth chuckled. “Very well, go and get
me Chat Noir and Ladybug’s Miraculous! Heartbreaker!”
Black energy consumed Adrien’s body and left
behind a black leather suited boy with a dark red cracked heart in the middle
of his chest.
The boy, Heartbreaker, clenched his fist in
front of him. His fist glowed darkly. “I’ll show the world how it feels to
have your heart ripped apart!” He slammed his fist into the desk again.
This time the desk simply broke apart.
He grinned at his power. “First things
first though, Marinette, your little boy toy-” He chuckled darkly.
“-is going to get a visit.”
Marinette woke with a start and noticed her
phone blowing up with notifications. She blinked the sleep out of her eyes as
she grabbed it and unlocked it.
She groaned when she realized they were from
“What is it Marinette?” Tikki asked
from the little nest of fabrics she used as a bed.
“An akuma.” Marinette slowly sat up.
“It’s one in the morning and there’s a freaking akuma.”
Tikki looked at her in concern. “There’s
never been one this late before.”
Marinette shook her head. “We’ve been
lucky so far.” She stood fully and went to get dressed.
“I hope Chat realizes that there’s an
akuma.” Tikki murmured.
“Let’s hope he gets notifications like I
do.” Marinette said.
Finished getting dressed, Marinette quickly
transformed and headed to where the reports were saying the akuma was.
Ladybug surveyed the destruction with
The couple of people that had apparently been around
when the akuma had shown himself lie on the ground crying. If that wasn’t
creepy enough the ground had shards of glowing red and black crystal scattered
Alya was trying to console a woman on the
ground. Ladybug only realized it was the girl’s mother when she got closer.
“Maman, things are going to be alright. I
promise.” Alya said soothingly. Her mother just shook her head and
continued to cry.
“Alya, do you know what the akuma’s power
is? Or where it went?” Ladybug asked softly.
Alya looked up with relief. “Thank god
your here.” She shook her head as if to clear it. “I don’t know where
he went,” She look apologetic. “But his powers…” Alya
Ladybug frowned. “Are you alright? You
Alya nodded. “I’m fine. He’s called
Heartbreaker and can do what the name implies.” She then gestured to the
crystals. “Those are what remains afterwards.”
Ladybug paled as she looked at the huge amount
of crystal lying on the street. “Are all of those…?”
Alya swallowed and closed her eyes. “All
of them.” She confirmed.
Ladybug shook herself. “Okay then.”
She turned determined eyes on Alya. “I’m going to fix this. Try to get
somewhere safe, alright?”
Alya nodded and went to prod her mother into
going inside the nearest building.
Ladybug frowned, where could a guy called
Heartbreaker grinned maliciously as he left the
bakery. The tears he could still hear from behind him made him feel powerful.
He had looked around for Marinette and she hadn’t been there so he took the price
of her missing out on her poor ignorant parents.
He smiled crookedly as he gazed forward.
“So there you are, Ladybug.” He tilted his head and held out his arms
like he wanted a hug. “Miss me?” He jeered.
Ladybug was looking straight through him. She
could hear the cry’s from where she stood. She grit tears of her own back, took
a deep breath, and turned to face Heartbreaker.
“Miss you?” She shook her head in
disgust. “I don’t even know
His smile thinned. “Oh but you do-”
She cut him off by flinging her yoyo in an arc around him.
He chuckled as he dodged to the side. “So
predictable little bug.”
She growled and pulled her yoyo back.
“Lucky Charm!” She yelled and threw her yoyo in the air. The charm
dropped into her hands.
“Really.” She stated flatly.
“What in the world am I supposed to do with a bar of chocolate?!” She
yelled in frustration.
Heartbreaker laughed. “Chocolate, oh that’s
rich.” He laughed harder.
She ignored him and looked around for a way to
use her charm.
He smirked and waited patiently with his arms
folded across his chest.
She glared at him and huffed. “I’ll just
do this the old fashioned way.” She moved towards him and flung her yoyo
He smirked and flicked the yoyo back at her.
Ladybug rubbed her head. “You… you hit
me in the head with my own yoyo.” She glared at him.
“You’re so easy to predict, My Lady.”
He smirked and blew on his fingernails.
Ladybug froze. “What did you just call
“You still haven’t figured it out?”
He laughed cruelly. “How purrfect.”
Ladybug shook her head. “There’s no
“That I’m Chat Noir?” He smirked.
“Sorry to bust your bubble, Princess, but I’m the real deal.”
“P-princess?” She stuttered out,
dread filling her. “Y-you’ve never c-called me that-”
“Come on Marinette.” He placed his
head in his hand, his fingers covered his left eye, and smirked. “You’re
not fooling anybody.” Another crooked grin.
Ladybug stared at him in terror. “Was…
did I cause this?”
He glared at her. “Yes, you did.” He
stalked towards her. “And now you’re going to feel the same thing I did
when you ripped my heart to pieces.”
Ladybug dodged backwards as he lunged at her.
She quickly threw her yoyo out and swung onto the rooftop behind her.
Heartbreaker glared at her.
“All I did was date someone why…?”
Heartbreaker snarled. “You turned me down
so you could go out with some pretty boy!”
Ladybug shook her head. “You never even
asked me out!”
At her words Heartbreaker’s chest seemed to
glow darker. “How dare you…!” He snarled
Ladybug watched, terrified, as red streaks came
from all over the city and slammed into Heartbreaker’s chest. They finally came
to a stop just as two streaks came from her parent’s bakery.
Ladybug gaped. “Did you just absorb all
those people hearts?”
He glared at her. “Why do you care…?”
He blinked and then smiled victoriously.
“Of course I care!” She frowned.
“You care too, Chat.”
He chuckled. “It’s Heartbreaker and-”
He pointed at her. “-I seemed to have distracted you long enough.”
Ladybug’s hand went to her earing. Her eyes
widened when she realized she was too late.
A flash and Marinette stood where Ladybug had
been. Tikki floated down into Marinette’s waiting palms. “Sorry
Tikki.” She murmured to the sleeping Kwami. “It looks like I’ve
“That you have.” She looked up and startled
when she realized he was already on the roof.
She needed a way to distract him. “So why
did you absorb those hearts? Some sort of powerup?” she prodded.
“Something like that.” He moved
forward and Marinette moved back until her back hit a chimney. “I think
it’s time I make you suffer for making me feel this way.”
Marinette squeaked when his hand gripped her
throat. “How about you tell me what I did first!”
He hummed. “I already told you. You turned
me down and then went out with some brat instead.”
“But I didn’t…” She froze at his
slowly angering expression. “I don’t remember that. Please tell me.”
She begged softly.
He considered her for a moment. “I suppose
I can. I have all the power after all, but first.” He grasped her ear with
his other hand and pulled out her earing. He then repeated the task on her
other ear. “There, no more Ladybug.”
Marinette couldn’t hold back her tears. She had
“Oh come on. Don’t you want to know where
you went wrong?” He seemed almost gentle now.
The girl nodded.
“It was probably because you made me fall
for you.” He chuckled at her forlorn expression. “Really though, it
was because you turned me down last week like it was nothing and then had the
guts to ask out some random kid instead of me.”
She blinked in confusion. “How could I
have asked you out if I already turned you down?”
He looked condescendingly at her. “You turned
me down as Adrien, Marinette, not
“Oh.” She said softly.
“I thought that you had a crush on Adrien
and it would have been simpler to date as ourselves. Yet you had no hesitation
in dismissing me and my feelings.”
“I was trying to get over you. Adrien
you.” She grimaced and tried to take deeper breaths as his hand had
loosened a bit. “I didn’t think Chat had feelings for me at all.” She
shook her head slightly. “If I had known…” She bit her lip.
“I’m sorry Chat.”
He blinked at her in surprise and the heart on
his chest pulsed red. “You’re sorry? Wait are you saying that if I
confessed to you as Chat…?” He didn’t seem to be able to continue.
She looked him in the eye. “I had, have,
feelings for both sides of you.” His grip on her neck loosened further.
“I shouldn’t have tried to get over Adrien you by dating some random
guy.” He let go of her. “I-” She took a deep breath. “-love
you.” She pulled him towards her and kissed him square on the lips.
He froze and the heart on his chest seemed to
pulse rapidly before glowing brighter than ever as he started kissing her back.
Marinette’s eyes widened when his akumatized
state collapsed and the akuma came flying out of his chest.
Adrien’s confused eyes stared back at her.
Wasting no time Marinette grabbed her earrings
from Adrien and put them back on. She transformed and purified the akuma and
was surprised by the Lucky Charm sitting on the ground from earlier. One
Miraculous Ladybug later and she could feel the soreness leave her neck.
She turned to see Adrien sobbing quietly into
She pulled him into a hug. “Shh. I forgive
you.” Adrien just shook his head. “Fine.” She smiled at him.
“I love you, Adrien, Chat.”
He looked up at her in surprise and she took
the moment to reconnect their lips.
Everything else would eventually need to be
dealt with, but for now Ladybug was just glad that Adrien was alright.
Evasive Maneuvers (reader x Bucky) [Accidents Happen part 3]
Well, I guess 3 is a trilogy, any more makes a series, right? And there will be more, so perhaps I should come up with a name for the series besides “Accidents Happen series”? I’m open to suggestions. :)
Any who, here is part 3! It was a rough weekend full of family obligations and helping a friend move in the middle of the night so I’ve been up late tonight (Sunday) writing even though I work early tomorrow. Meh. I struggled a little more with this chapter. I had definitive scenes and funny/sexy lines I wanted to use but the transitions were harder. Phew. The last scene made me chuckle while I was writing it, though. Ha! Let me know what you think! :)
Spontaneous leading the blind (rules of recognition sequel)
Sebastian Stan x reader
Notes: fluff, smut, alcohol, swearing.
Summary: Sebastian has a proposition for you and makes sure it’s an offer you wont be able to refuse.
A/N: Continue? Or nah? Don’t know yet.
How did Paul manage to get you to stay with him? Seriously. You wrecked your brain and eventually decided that ‘love’ must really be blind, but also extremely stupid. After only one night with Sebastian the whole idea of being in love with Paul seemed weird. And now that you were being awoken by him, his lips trailing soft kisses down your spine as you hugged your pillow tighter, the idea seemed down right preposterous.
Yo yo, this is one of those fics I write and then read back like how did I write this, how could I put my name on this without wanting to take a cold cold shower. Enjoy x
Warnings: at the beginning phil pushes dan against a wall in anger which could seem a lil like domestic abuse but that wasnt my intention but just to warn you muah x . Also choking, rimming, swearing the usual.
Extra tags: edging, Dom!phil, blow job, rim job, toys, angry sex, daddykink
Side note: this is fucking frustrating to read due to the edging like I nearly tore my hair out just writing it so be warned.
The tv shows had now all gone to teleshopping. Phil glanced at the clock, 2:15am. Phil huffed and switched the TV off. He wasn’t going to wait up for Dan now. How dare he stay out this late without so much as a text. But as Phil began to walk out the lounge he heard the key lock in the door. He could tell Dan was trying to be quiet as he was tip toeing up the stairs. Dan turned the corner to be scared out of his bones by Phil.
“Fuck Phil sorry I didn’t see you, you scared me.” Dan stuttered, still a little blind sided.Phil just sighed.
“It’s 2am Dan. Where the fuck have you been?” Phils voice was stern and gravelly. Phil knew Dan had been out with some university friends but Dan promised to be home by 11.
“Well I kind of lost track of time an my phone died so…” Dan trailed off looking at the floor like a child in trouble.
“You know my number off by heart you could’ve called me on one of your friends phones.”
“Phil I’m sorry,”
“Fuck off.” Phil spat. It wasn’t like him to get this angry. Phil stormed up the stairs. He could hear Dan following him taking two steps at a time.
“Phil please talk to me I’m so so sorry it won’t happen again.” Dan mumbled. Phil turned around and pushed Dan up against a wall. His breath was hot on dans neck.
“No it won’t happen again.” Phil kissed dans neck and made him shudder.
“I prom-” Dan was cut off by phils grasp around his neck.
“Don't interrupt me. Be undressed, on my bed in two minutes and don’t even think about touching yourself.” Phil purred. Dan did as he was told, he knows he shouldn’t love Phil in this mood but god he does. Dan scrambled on to Phil’s bed whipping off his clothes as he did. He was already half hard by the time he was ready for Phil. He couldn’t help but Palm himself gently as he awaited his boyfriend. Dans eyes fluttered shut as he imagined all the things Phil was going to do to him. “Tut tut tut,” Phil scolded from the doorway. Dans eyes shot open. “I didn’t really want to do this but since you’re set on being such a disobedient slut I’m going to have to.” Phil said, walking over to Dan. Phil opened the bottom drawer of his bedside table.
“No Phil I won’t touch myself,” Dan blurted out.
“Yeah I know you won’t.” Phil said pinning Dans arms above his head. He bound Dans wrists together with his old school tie. Dan always whined that he hated being tied up, when really it got him going like none other.Phil began kissing down Dans hairless stomach stopping and starting to leave gentle bites. Dan knew he was going to get punished for what he did so he didn’t know why was Phil being so tender?
“Now I shouldn’t rim you because that’s a treat and you’ve been very very bad.” Phil growled against Dans stomach. Phil shifted Dans thighs apart in a way that made Dans cock twitch. “I will though,” Phil murmured.Phil licked a stripe across Dans hole and gently sucked at it, in a way that made Dan squirm. Dan moaned a little in appreciation. As Phil began to lick inside Dan, Dans moans grew louder. He wanted to grab Phils hair and pull him deeper; he wanted to grab at the sheets; he wanted to bite down on his fist but he was so restricted.
“Daddy!” Dan groaned, this made Phil Grow harder in his jeans. “Daddy please go deeper,” this earned Dan a sharp slap on his thigh, which only made him choke a moan. Even though Phil expressed he didn’t like being told what to do when he was playing dom, he muffled his ears with Dans thighs and began tongue fucking Dans hole. Dans moans were inconsistent and increasingly loud. His quick breath was stuttering his groans of Phils name. Phil reached up and began stroking Dans cock which made the younger boy buck up from the bed.“Oh daddy I’m close,” Dan stuttered,Phil moaned to spur him on while Dan shamelessly pushed himself further into Phils face. Then as Dan was seconds away from letting go, Phil stopped dead in his tracks and sat up away from Dan. “Phil! What the fuck?!” Dan blurted out in frustration. He tugged at his restricted wrists forgetting he couldn’t touch himself, he threw his he’s back in frustration as he began to come down. So this was his punishment. “I’m not done with you.” Phil growled.Once Dan became soft again Phil gently palmed him. Dan was sensitive so this made him squirm. Once Dan was half hard phil put his lips around the top of Dans length. Phil began bobbing down on Dan with his hands wrapped around Dans thighs. This made Dan writhe beneath him. Dans breathing became ragged as he began to hit the back of Phils throat. He was stringing incoherent phrases and moans at the pleasure as he grew closer and closer. Dans palms were sweating and his legs were trembling. The heat in his stomach was more prominent than ever. Phil looked up at Dan, his eyes were rolled to the back of his head; his hair beginning to curl from the humidity of his own sweat; his back arched ever so slightly and his restricted hands tangled together in frustration. Phil pulled off Dan way before he could finish. He swore he heard Dan whimper as the warmth of Phils mouth left him. Phil just sat and stared at Dan as he came down. Phil palmed himself through his boxers as Dan stared at the ceiling in disbelief. Phil crawled up to Dans wrists and began untying him. “Please tell me I’m actually allowed to cum tonight?” Dan practically sobbed.
“We’ll see,” Phil purred. Dan sighed in relief, phils ‘we’ll see’ never meant no. Dan sighed as his hands were finally free but he was now completely limp and extremely agitated.
“I’ll be back in a second, be hard for me when I come back.” Phil asserted. Dan unenthusiastically began stroking his length. He wasn’t sure if he could keep this up this was killing him. Phil sure knew how to teach a damn lesson. Dan was half hard when Phil came back in the room. He had some thing hidden behind his back. Phil could almost laugh at Dans state, he was sweating all over, his breathing was uneven, he was pink in the cheeks and he was looking at Phil as if he was angry but really he was just frustrated. Phil climbed up on the bed and revealed a vibrator from behind his back. Dan knew he was fucked.
“Okay my only rule, if you touch your self you will not cum tonight.” Phil growled. Dan nearly cried out at Phil but they both knew that would not bode well. Phil locked eyes with Dan as he slicked two fingers with lube. It was never hard to stretch Dan as he was stretched so often. He teased at Dans rim and gently pushed a finger in. Then a second, and he began moving them to edge Dan open. The vibrator wasn’t big so he wouldn’t have to be fully stretched. Dan was now fully hard again and had his fist in his mouth so he could bite down on it to stop himself jerking off. Then he heard the vibrator begin to purr. Phil gently pushed it in and hit dans prostate spot on. Phil had mapped out exactly where it was a while ago so he never damn missed. Dan bucked off the bed when it was hit. Phil circled the vibrator on Dans bundle of nerves which caused Dan to near scream.
“Fuck fuck daddy! FUCK-ah” Dans moans were louder than ever. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and he could barely control his mindless grinding on the object inside him. His stomach was pooling and he was practically writhing as it was all too much. Phil notched up the vibrator till it was on full power and Dan was a hot mess. He was grabbing at the sheets, biting down on his knuckles tangling a hand in his own hair. Anything to stop himself touching his cock. “Daddy please! I can’t take it.” Dan cried.The vibrator was sending constant waves of pleasure throughout his whole body and his eyes were clouding over, he was seeing spots he was so far gone. And then phil pulled out the vibrator and left him empty. Dan cried out. He opened his eyes to a blurry vision of Phil, smirking down at him.
Dans eyes were watering. He couldn’t believe he was pathetic enough to cry in frustration but he couldn’t feel embarrassed. Phil wiped a tear that had rolled down Dans cheek away with his thumb.
“Do you want me to fuck you?” Phil asked gently.Dan nodded frantically, still with a few tears spilling. Phil was quick to lube his cock and Line up with Dan. Dan just nodded to signal Phil as he had no energy for anything else. Phil slipped in slowly before pulling out nearly all the way then slamming back in, causing Dans body to rack the bed. Phil didn’t believe what he heard at first but he was nearly certain he heard Dan sob. Phil was slamming into Dan fast and hard as the bed slammed against the wall. Dans voice was raspy;
“Daddy please please let me cum,” Phil couldn’t say no it wasn’t often Dan begged. he gave him a quick nod and before he knew it Dan was gone. His body shook as he came, it was the first time he’d made Dan scream. The pleasure ran over his whole body and he couldn’t see, his whole body fell limp. Dan didn’t even notice he was still being pounded into, until it stopped as Phil had reached his high and he too fell limp.After a few minutes of silence Dan turned over to Phil.
“I’ll never be late home again, hell I’ll never go out again. Although that was the best orgasm I’ve ever had, never put me through that again.” Dan said with a slight smile on his face.
“That’s alright I forgive you, I can’t believe you cried though.” Phil chuckled.
“I can’t believe you MADE me cry.” Dan pushed Phil gently on the shoulder. Phil just smiled in response as Dan crawled onto Phils chest and fell asleep.
I don’t really remember when I started watching you, exactly. Not a long time ago. And every once in a while, I’m struck by nostalgia for things I wasn’t around for. But that’s what’s so great about you - you work your past and present together so effortlessly it must be natural.
I’d like to thank you. I don’t think you’ve saved my life - not quite yet - but I know to keep fighting. Some part of me must think it’s fruitless to fight, I know the feeling of living just to go home and hide under the covers because the world needed to be drowned out by something not-quite-as chaotic.
One thing that I can say, though - you’ve made me laugh. Not just a little chuckle, either, the deep belly laughs that make your ribs hurt. And that’s my favorite thing about watching you, why I spared the time to write this. You know just how to make me laugh - even if it were the worst day of my life, you’d know how to make me laugh. That is one of the greatest gifts I can think of.
I could write a thousand letters, a million poems chronicalling the ways you’ve improved my life. But I think I’ll leave it to this: without you, I wouldn’t be dead, but I’d be pretty damned close. Thank you for easing my loneliness.
What if Cal started calling Mare lightning bug and Mare started calling him fire babe?
“It’s too hot.” I grumbled as I wiggled out of his arms, kicking him in the knee in the process. He grunted and then replied with an equally sleepy murmur, “I can’t help it, it just happens when I sleep.”
“I’m putting you in the damn ice freezer before bed then, and you’re staying there until you cool down to a normal temperature.” I said as I managed to untangle myself from his arms and sit up on the edge of the bed. I wasn’t lying either. It was freaking hot in that bed, too hot in fact. My shirt was sticking to my back with sweat from where his chest had been pressed against it. To top off the whole thing, beads of sweat were running down from my hairline and into my eyes.
He sighed at my comment, massaging his eyes with his fingers tips. He then rolled onto his back before saying something that was muffled by his palms. I flipped around, and glared at him over my shoulder, spitting, “What did you just say?”
“I said, ‘it wouldn’t do much good’. I can’t control what temperature I am when I sleep.”
“Well then for God’s sake Cal, don’t sleep! You’ll kill me in the middle of the night when you give me heat stroke.” I said as I climbed out of the bed, yanking most of the blankets off of him and dragging them across the room where it was much cooler. He groaned at that, and said, “Are you serious- Mare, give back the damn blankets!”
“NO! You’re your own personal heat blanket buddy.” I argued as I threw them on the ground in a makeshift little nest, and kneaded them out with my feet until they were somewhat comfortable. He propped himself up on his elbow to watch this, and then raising his brow, he said, “Fine, but you’re forgetting something.”
I glanced back at him and then walked back over to the bed, trying to decipher what he was expecting. He gave me that grin then. The one he knew had charmed me into multiple storage closets before meetings, and that almost made us late on too many occasions. I raised my brow at it, and leaning down I slid my hand underneath the pillow, lifting it and his head at the same time. His grin melted slowly as he went to close the space between us then, and I smirked as I yanked the pillow out from underneath him.
He yelped as his head hit the stone hard mattress, and I almost skipped back to my little nest of blankets, a grin of triumph on my lips. Throwing him that grin over my shoulder then, I said, “You’re right I forgot the pillow.”
He narrowed his eyes, and spread out across the mattress saying, “Fine, I’ll have the bed all to myself.”
I rolled my eyes as I settled down into my blankets and tried to close my eyes and sleep again.
I woke shivering, my entire body stiff with cold as I glanced at the clock on the nightstand. Two in the morning. I hissed then, and tried to curl up more in my sheets to get warm, they were useless against the icy cold that slipped underneath the door though. I would be a popsicle by morning if I continued laying here.
With a grumble then, I grabbed the thinnest sheet, and the pillow, and trudged back to the bed. Cal was still strewn across it, face down at this point though, his hair a wild mess. I frowned when I saw the lack of space, and then nudged his arm with my pillow whispering, “Cal?”
He grunted, and then murmured, “What?”
It was quiet for a moment until he said, “Well for God’s sake then Mare, get in the bed.”
I smiled weakly as he scooted over and made room again. I slipped onto the mattress and tossed the blanket over the two of us. It settled down in a massive clump near my feet though and I growled before kicking it away in frustration. He chuckled softly then, and I glared at him in the dark before wiggling underneath his arm and rolling so that my back was pressed against his chest again. His chin came to rest near my neck and his lips were pressed softly into my shoulder as he whispered, “Are you planning to do this again tomorrow night? It’s getting old now, after five nights, my little lightning bug.”
My face burned at the nickname, not with shame or embarrassment, but withheld laughter at the little endearment he had come up with. I would never, ever let him know that I liked it though, ever. It was too embarrassing, honestly. It sounded like something he would have called one of the little new bloods. So I pretend to snort in annoyance at the name, and replied with my own little mocking one, “I plan to do it for as long as it takes you to fix this problem, my fire babe.”
He stilled at the new one that I had come up with, and for a moment the silence pressed on both of us. After a few heartbeats though, he threw his head back and roared with laughter. He couldn’t stop either, and he continued laughing for a solid few minutes, burying his face in my hair to try and stifle the sound.
I couldn’t figure out whether it was worse that he was laughing at it because he enjoyed the name, or because he thought it was idiotic. Either way, it made me chuckle. Eventually though, the two of us where laughing so hard, someone in the barrack room next to ours banged on the wall, shouting through the metal for us to shut up.
But Darling Can’t You See I’m Laughing? by @aekyon
(Hey it’s me again!
I wanted to try something different and here’s the result. I like Tsuna and all but the others characters deserve love too! Today’s treat lover is Xanxus! It’s two pages longer than Tsuna wow.
This time the reader is kind of… peculiar. Don’t be fooled by her nonchalance, she’s a weird psychotic. Also I can see the Varia being huge dorks around each other but when it’s time to work, save your jokes for later.
Idk if I should put warning in there since most scenarios are dark but just in case: strong language, sexual innuendo and violence which somewhat goes a little graphic at the end.
“Gosh your Boss is so hawt Little (Name) you’re oh so lucky to see such a handsome creature every day… Say will you hate me if I slept with him~??”
You said nothing. The woman in front of you puffed her cheeks, arranging her hair and make-up before turning to you.
“How boring! You could at least pretend to be angry or shocked instead of remaining emotionless, you remind me of that mint-haired cutie behaving like that,” she grabbed your face, her perfectly manicured nails slowly digging into your skin, “then again that’s an assassin for you! So calm and collected! Do you ever feel anything?”
The brown-haired woman added no more and finally let you go. She offered a sympathetic smile, the kind reserved for small, pitiful animals.
“A n y w ay, that’s it for today. You may go now. My own bodyguards will handle the rest.”
“I teased you enough for today now get out.”
You nodded not bothering to wait for any further indication as you knew the only thing in her mind right now was Xanxus.
A sigh escaped your lips as you let yourself fall on the ground, your back pressed against the door.
“Why do I have to take care of such a brat.”
The woman’s name… What was it again? You sighed once again, vaguely remembering it ended with an a.
Anyway, that woman was the precious daughter of the only heir of a powerful and resourceful family.
That’s what they claimed at least. Reborn didn’t seem convinced but until their investigations proved anything, the Varia was to take care of the negotiations, something you found pretty weird since said Varia which you were part of was composed of assassins and hardly any diplomats.
Honestly though, none among you could handle negotiation. Could you picture Squalo or Bel at the job? No way.
“It’s as if Reborn is dumping her on us so we can take care of this family as soon as they’re proved to be useless.”
You still had to wait for Sawada Tsunayoshi’s approval though.
Now, why were you the one in charge of this annoying princess?
Despite the doubts clouding on everyone’s minds, she still was a potential soon-to-be ally. Her safety was to be guaranteed especially since her family has been the target of countless rivals. She obviously had her own bodyguards but since you all had to treat her… decently, it was decided that a notorious assassin of the Vongola would take care of her.
This is where the fun began.
When she arrived, that woman had absolutely refused to be seen with both Levi and Lussuria, claiming they were creepy and gross.
You swore Lussuria cried and Levi plotted murder.
Xanxus didn’t even pop up as a potential candidate. He still had to go through her visits on a daily basis though.
Squalo couldn’t because of his numerous tasks but you were pretty sure he wouldn’t have taken care of her anyway.
Bel had mysteriously vanished that day and only came back three days later.
One of the perks of the Varia headquarters? You had a huge, magnificent bathroom connected to your own huge, magnificent room.
When you stepped out of the shower with your (h/c) hair still wet and opened the door to your room, you weren’t surprised to see the squad had once again gathered.
You knew buying a sofa for your room was a good idea.
It was also a good thing you already changed in your nightgown.
“(Name)-senpai is completely wet~”
“Fran… stop it.”
The illusionist apologised in his usual monotonous tone. Bel who sat next to him catcalled but was soon reprimanded by Lussuria. Levi was once again completely absorbed by the content of your magazines, especially the parts about love.
It was as lively as always.
“Come here (Name) I’ll blow your hair dry,” Lussuria offered, hair dryer and comb already in hands.
“Ushishi I’ll let you blow something else Princess—“
“BEL YOU JUST DIDN’T!”
Cue Lussuria smacking Bel with your comb and the Prince seemingly fainting.
“… well thanks Luss,” you sat in front of him and shivered a bit as you felt the fresh air on the back of your neck.
“How is (Name)-senpai doing? Isn’t she mad at the woman for throwing herself at the Boss? Even though (Name)-senpai and Boss had a huge fight and Boss could cheat on (Name)-senpai at any time? Or maybe he already did. Ooops.“
Lussuria gasped, “Fran I told you not to mention that!”
“It’s fine Luss,” despite the statement you still pouted and pinched Fran’s cheeks, “I’m doing fine. Also, this is punishment for my little Fran who doesn’t like having his cheeks pinched~”
“I don’t mind if it’s (Name)-senpai~”
“Aw aren’t you two precious?,” Lussuria cooed, “It would look cuter if both of you actually smiled though.”
“We’re cute but (Name)-senpai is pretending she’s not worried so she’s cuter. Or dumber. Say, are you cute or dumb senpai?”
You pinched his cheeks harder.
“Alright, maybe I am a little worried. He could cheat on me at any given moment… but I feel like he won’t. Even though he as the worst temper ever, get mad whenever Decimo is close—“
“Or us, the flying pony, the bomber, the cow, Master, and—” Fran counted.
“… yeah he’s a little possessive isn’t he? Still, my point is—“
Fran hid behind Lussuria. Levi jumped. And Bel came back from the death.
At least that’s how it looked like.
Squalo looked beyond pissed. It’s been almost one hour since he sent someone to fetch you all but he couldn’t find any of you.
He should have known they would be in you room.
“You guys are ALL coming with me RIGHT NOW,” he screamed, leaving no room for argument. The swordsman then turned to you, “As for you, someone’s here to see you. DON’T MAKE THEM WAIT.”
“Wow must be someone important then,” you thanked Lussuria again for you hair and put on a cardigan, “Where are you all going? I feel like I’m always missing the fun…”
“Showing some hospitality to our guests.”
You looked up and your eyes instantly met the others’.
So this family was useless in the end.
The atmosphere quickly changed; if you and the others had been carelessly playing around minutes ago, right now, everyone was silently fighting over who will get the heir’s and his daughter’s heads.
Only you was pouting.
“It’s unfair… I’ve been taking care of that woman since the beginning, surely I ought to give her a proper goodbye too!”
“Ushishi~ (Nickname) is angry; her mist is showing~”
You blinked and looked at your hand. Indeed your ring was glowing.
“Well she was the original replacement,” Levi scoffed, ready to head out, “Rest reassured there will be nothing left. I’ll start with her guards.”
“It sounds booooring but I’ll do it instead of (Name)-senpaaai,” Fran added, soon followed by Bel.
“Maybe I’ll find some cuties to add to my collection~,” Lussuria sing-sang, “Should I keep that brat’s body somewhere for you should I get her first?”
You scoffed, “Nah it would be a bother. She would be a waste of space in your room. However,” a grin soon appeared on your face, “Could you get her nails?”
The Sun Guardian gasped, “So she really did SRATCH you cute little face, I thought it was the result of a mission.”
“They were annoying,” you pouted once again and surely, Lussuria squealed then gasped again.
You figured Tsuna dropped by only to mess with Xanxus. And give Squalo more tasks regarding the remaining of the useless family.
You and the Decimo had a peculiar relationship, playing house when it obvious that each of you only felt platonic love for the other. Tsuna may have been a flirt, you knew he wouldn’t desperately run after your just for the sake of winning you over.
Especially if tensions within the family could arise because of that.
The hall you reached was already spotless. Judging by the sounds from earlier, you knew Xanxus was in the room at the end.
“They cleaned everything quickly.”
You softly knocked on the door and went inside right away. Had Xanxus not wanted anyone in, he would have shot. Or thrown something. Or both.
You were greeted by the smashed face of the brown-haired woman on the ground. Truth to be told, the only reason why you recognised her was because of her hair which was the only thing left intact did you not count the fact it was burnt.
Her face had been completely destroyed. There was nothing on this bloody smashed flesh that could have been linked to her.
As for the rest of her body, you could see the burnt didn’t only apply to her hair though her lower body was replaced by a pile of dust.
When you looked up, you saw your fiancé enjoying a glass of wine as usual. As he put down his glass, he throw a small glass-like box at you.
You could easily recognised those bloody painted nails.
“… is it your way of apologising?”
Xanxus merely grunted. He motioned for you to come over, which you happily did so and comfortably lay on his lap.
Completely mewling under your fiancé’s touch, you took a look at the nails once again.
“Did Luss tell you about the nails?”
“… trash touched what’s mine.”
You actually squealed.
“Oh by the way,” you looked up to him, your hands resting on his torso, “Thanks for earlier. Decimo was getting a little close.”
Xanxus’ grip on your waist became firmer, “Then fucking stay away from him.”
“I can’t just do that, he’s still the Decimo,” you pouted, taking off your cardigan, “But I can’t forgive him for messing with us either!”
You blinked, a grin soon stretching on your face.
Xanxus could recognise that look anytime.
You had an idea.
A brilliant one judging by your face.
“… wanna make a mess in his office next time?”
Xanxus threw you on the ground, your nightgown already torn.
Ashton: I watched her laugh at the movie once again. Studying the way her nose slightly scrunched, I felt my heart pound harder against my chest, and I wrapped my arm around her, sighing in content when [Y/N]’s automatic reaction was to snuggle into me.
Looking down at her, I noticed that I could imagine my future with her,
Hi~❤ I was wondering if you could do a smut with Jooheon or Rap Monster…were the reader makes him cum in jeans, before getting down to business? and… maybe a daddy kink( I think it would be really hot~ ) If you cannot I understand! I love all your writing~! You’re awesome ( ´・‿-)~♡
Oneshot with stiles maybe? Sleepover at his and you’re
on your period so he gives you sweats and at shirt and hoodie and you guys bake
together and all the pack come round for a laugh and you just lie across stiles
while they’re round and they keep teasing him about you two and then adorkable
cuddles with the dork himself as he tells you cheesy pickup lines to make you
smile whilst feeding you the baking and giving cuddles and kisses?
A/N: For some reason
I love to put pick-up lines in my imagines, it’s so much fun. I love it when
you ask for them in your requests ^_^ Anyway, here you go, a fluffy Stiles imagine, enjoy!
We were supposed to
be going to the cinema, but Mother Nature had other plans for me. So when my
boyfriend Stiles came to pick me up at my house, I told him the truth: my
period was slowly killing me from the inside.
Stiles saved the day,
however. He told me to take some painkillers, take a few stuff I needed and
we’d have a sleepover in his place. His dad was still at the police station, so we had
the house for ourselves. Having a cute quiet evening on his house, sitting in
the couch and watching movies sounded perfect to me.
So when Stiles
parked his Jeep at his house and we came in, he immediately did everything he
could to make me feel as comfortable as possible.
“Today I’m going to
spoil you, Y/N” Stiles mumbled as he searched in his drawers.
“You always spoil
me” I teased him, laying in his bed feebly, silently wincing at my cramps and
praying the painkillers would stop them soon.
“You got me there” He chuckled.
Stiles might seem
forgetful and messy, but he was so thoughtful towards me. He did spoil me a
little; he’d buy me expensive stuff for my birthday even though I kept telling
him I didn’t want him wasting his money on me like that. But he just wouldn’t
listen. He’d also prepare endearing little dates when we had the time and
randomly text me sometimes to just chat because he couldn’t stay away from me
But during my
period, he’d be even more of a sweetheart than he already was.
He finally closed
the drawers and handed me three items of clothing.
“Thanks, babe” I
gave him a quick kiss in the lips and he smirked at me.
“Need help getting
I smiled in spite of
my pain and gently shoved him.
“I’ll be in the
kitchen if you need me, beautiful” Stiles left a loving kiss in my hair and
then left, closing the door behind him.
I heavily sighed and
looked at the clothes that lay in the bed next to me. Just thinking about
standing up and getting changed looked like a lot of work and the only acceptable
position to ease my cramps was lying down.
But those clothes
looked so cozy, soft and comfortable… And they were Stiles’, they smelt like
Sighing again, I
stood up. I took my jeans and t-shirt off and slid the shaggy and oversized
When I arrived into
the kitchen wearing some gray sweatpants, a white large t-shirt and a big green
hoodie, I saw it was a complete mess.
Cupboards open everywhere. The counter
filled with plates, bowls and bags of flour and other cooking ingredients. And
Stiles in the middle of all, his shirt stained with flour.
“The hell are you
doing, Stiles?” I plopped down on a chair, tightly wrapping my arms around my
stomach to lessen the cramps.
“I’m making you brownies”
He turned to me for a moment and showed me a cheeky grin.
I couldn’t help but
laugh at the idea of the clumsy and fidgety Stiles Stilinski actually trying to
“You’re baking?” I
bit my bottom lip hard to hide a smile.
“Laugh all you want,
but you’ll get no brownies if you misbehave, Y/N” He pointed a wooden spoon covered
in chocolate menacingly at me. The chocolate smelled delicious.
“Will you let me
lick the spoon when you’re done?” I innocently batted my eyelashes at him,
making him smile that goofy grin.
“Sure, but only if
you don’t laugh at me” He turned around -not without a cute little kiss in my nose- and got back to the baking, pressing
his lips together in concentration. “You won’t even have to
move a finger, I’ll do it all for you today”
sweetheart, Stiles” I stood up and wrapped my arms around his neck, leaving a
soft kiss on his cheek.
“I know” He smugly replied, raising an eyebrow.
I didn’t know if it
was for Stiles’ cares or if the painkillers were finally working, but I felt
much better. More cheerful and energetic.
“Are we watching a
movie later?” I checked, although I already knew the answer. Indeed, Stiles
hummed affirmatively. “What are we watching?”
obviously” He scoffed at me, offended that I didn’t already know.
“The originals?” The
prequels were pretty shitty compared to the good old Star Wars trilogy.
repeated, stirring the mix of ingredients of the bowl he was holding.
We stood there in
silence, only the sound of the wooden spoon gently but rapidly hitting the
glass bowl audible.
“Why don’t you get
comfortable in the couch and prepare the movie while I put this in the oven?” Stiles
finally broke the silence and briefly looked at me over his shoulder.
I walked to the livingroom and put the New Hope
DVD on –because Stiles obviously had the whole saga in DVD, as a good and
dedicated fan –, I then threw myself into the couch, sending a wave of pain
across my lower stomach as I did that. I had almost forgotten about the
In no time, Stiles
joined me in the couch and we hit play to watch the movie.
We both stirred in
excitement as the titles started along with the epic theme song that we both
sang along to, of course.
“Here” Stiles gave
me the empty bowl and I used the spoon to scrape out the remaining of the
chocolate and then lick it like he had promised me. I offered him the last of the chocolate and he happily ate it too.
Then I snuggled into
his side and lay my head on his chest as he rested his hands in my stomach,
rubbing his bony fingers against my skin in little circles that helped with the
When we were halfway
The Empire Strikes Back, I even lost interest in the movie.
Stiles forgot that
the brownies were in the oven and almost burned the house down, but luckily
didn’t. Also, the effect of the painkillers had passed and I was all sulky and
cuddly like a little girl.
Noticing I needed to
cheer up because my insides felt like they were shredding appart, Stiles kept
cuddling me and playing with my hair, squeezing me tight when my period made me moan in pain.
“I love you, Y/N” He said out of nowhere. Probably because the scene where they put Han Solo in the
carbonite was up soon.
“I know” I replied
in the only way I knew I should.
Stiles giggled and
left a kiss in the side of my head.
“Did it hurt?” He
snapped, sounding serious.
“When you fell from
“Stiles!” I laughed
at his goofiness and hid my face on his chest, embracing the closeness and
Being there with
him, snuggling in the couch, feeding each other brownies and watching the best movie ever
was just perfect.
“Are you a camera?
Because everytime I look at you I smile” He continued, and I knew he wasn’t
intending to stop any time soon. He just loved pick-up lines, and he knew I did as well.
“Stooooop” I pleaded, my mouth still covered
by his shirt.
“I’m not going to stop until I see you smile,
grumpy face” He pinched my cheek jokingly, so I shoved my face further into his
“You must be a ninja, because you snuck into
my heart” I chuckled and shook silently, trying to hide the fact that I was
“If you were a vegetable you’d be a
cute-cumber” He said, a smile notable in his voice.
I finally gave up and started laughing out
“That was good” I admited, placing my feet in
the couch as well.
“Do you have a Band-Aid? Because I just scraped
my knee falling for-” Just as he was finishing the sentence, a knock on the
door cut him.
He looked down at me, silently asking me to
let him stand up to get it. I pouted at him, too comfortable to let him go.
“I’ll be back in a second” He reassured me.
I groaned, reluctantly, and scooted away from
him so the weight of my body was off him.
He walked to the door and when it swung open I heard a voice.
“Dude, we were supposed to meet one hour ago!”
Since most of the pack came by, Stiles offered
them to come in. Scott, Lydia, Kira, Liam, Malia and Derek.
Still, my boyfriend got back to the couch
with me to give me cuddles and feed me the remaining of the brownies before the
pack could eat them.
The Empire Strikes back had almost finished,
and the whole pack was up to see Return of the Jedi. But Lydia and Derek didn’t
look too pumped up about it. And Malia was just confused.
“Did you fart? Because you blew me away”
Stiles whispered in my ear, and I snorted at the terribly awesome pick-up line.
Even he laughed at how lame it was.
“You have something
in your lips” He bent down until our mouths gently touched and then smirked. “It
was my lips”
I looked at the
pack, who was sitting in the floor watching the movie while the two of us
occupied the entirety of the couch. They seemed too busy watching the light
saber battles to mind us.
“Are you a cat? Cause you are purrrfect” That
one was so Stiles that he even might have made it up himself.
I smiled up at him and uttered a tiny ‘meow’ that
made him go ‘aw’ and give me a kiss in the nose.
“You’re like pizza. Even when you are bad, you’re good”
“Are you a pizza? Because you sure are cheesy”
Kira whispered, but I heard her and it made me chuckle.
“Aw, that one was good though” Scott turned
his head to us, making me laugh and annoying Stiles.
“Dude, stop using your wolfy hearing!” Stiles
threw his hands up in the air in frustration.
“Why? Am I annoying
you?” Scott grinned widely, teasing his friend.
“Yeah, a little
privacy here?” Stiles scowled at him. “Focus on the movie, you need to watch it
“Will you guys shut
up? I’m trying to watch the movie” I meddled in, although my voice came out
hoarse and sleepy. My eyes had closed themselves.
asleep” Derek absently mumbled, finally enjoying the movie and not taking his
eyes off it.
“Yeah, whatever” I
stirred a little and got comfortable over my boyfriend’s torso.
I felt Stiles’ lips
leaning in my forehead and leaving a little kiss there, but he didn’t put his
mouth away from my skin.
“I love you, Stiles” I whispered so only he could hear me.
“I know” He happily
said before I fell into a deep sleep.
“I’m telling you, he klunked his pants.” Gally chuckled, my own giggle joining in.
“Alby klunk his pants? Hardly.”
“No he did. Why would I lie to you?” Gally chuckled. “Minho scared him so badly he klunked his damn pants.”
“Okay now I need to hear how Minho managed that. Alby is scare proof, trust me I tried.” I sighed, shaking my head at the boy as he got overly excited, explaining in great detail just how Minho had managed to scare Alby to the point he klunked himself. I was so wrap up in listening to Gally’s overly detailed story when Newt sat down beside me, a scowl on his face as I laughed at Gally’s story.
“It’s not that funny.” Newt snapped, glaring at me when I turned my attention to him.
“Uh you know I think I will go talk to Chuck.” Gally said softly, giving me a small awkward smile as he stood up from his seat, leaving me to deal with the uncharacteristically grumpy Newt.
“Hey Mr Grumpy pants, what is eating you?” I asked, smiling softly at him as I gave him my full attention. My smile wavered when he just scowled at me.
“Why are you talking to Gally?”
“Because he can be a rather nice person when not upset.” I answered, smiling at him with a gentle smile.
“So?” Newt asked with a snarl.
“So, I enjoy talking to him. What is the big deal?”
“The big deal is that Gally is a slinthead. You know this.”
“No, you think so. I happen to think Gally can be a very nice person, one whom I enjoy being around.” I snarled, shaking my head when he rolled his eyes.
“I’m your best friend, you should listen to me!”
“Not when your acting like a jealous twat.”
“Me jealous of Gally?” He scoffed, shaking his head at me when I scoffed.
“Yes jealous of Gally. Why else would you be so damn upset.” I snapped, pushing myself away from the table. I grabbed my dinner and walked away, slamming it down beside Minho.
“Who pissed you off?” Alby asked as Minho stared at me with a raised eyebrow, his mouth full of food.
“Newt.” I snapped, earning a surprised look from both boys.
“You and Newt fighting?” Alby asked, the same time Minho glanced up to the sky, his eyes wide.
“Dude if they are fighting pigs must be flying. We should go do a head count on the pigs.”
“Minho shut up.” I giggled, scowling at him for making me chuckle.
“Made you chuckle though.” He laughed, elbowing me with a with a wide grin.
“What are you two fighting about?’ Alby sighed, shaking his head at Minho as he started to yell about flying pigs again.
“Gally. Newt is jealous of the fact that I am very good friends with him.”
“That’s because he likes you, like more than a friend.” Minho said with his mouth full of food, ignoring the grossed out look I was sending him. “He hates Gally so therefor you being friends with Gally ticks him off.”
“Your wrong.” I sighed, blushing a deep scarlet at his words. Secretly I had feeling for Newt for quite a while, ever since I crawled out of the box. But I was nothing more than a friend to the boy, someone he viewed as a sister and nothing more. The past two years had proved that.
“Actually I think he’s right.” Alby said slowly, a smile dancing across his face.
“You are both wrong.”
“Alright prove us wrong.” Minho said with a wide smile. “Kiss me.”
“Bugger off.” I snapped, rolling my eyes at him while Alby nodded.
“No, he’s right. When you kiss Minho, Newt will lose it. Minho can finally say he kissed you and Newt can finally date you. Works out very well for me in the end.” Alby said, nodding when Minho grinned widely at him.
“How will this work out for you?”
“Newt can stop muttering about his undying love for you, and Minho can stop complaining about how he never gets a kiss.”
“I don’t complain about not being kissed. I complain about not being kissed by her.” Minho cried, laughing when I slapped him. “What I’m not going to kiss any of these shanks.”
“Can you shut up long enough for me to talk?” I sighed, shaking my head when both boys chuckled. “I will kiss you, but only because I know you both won’t shut up about it.”
“Great. Pucker up.” Minho said happily, puckering at me.
“Not here you slinthead.” I chuckled, rolling my eyes when he frowned. “Wait until the bonfire. I will stand in front of him and kiss you. When he does not react you both get to drop it.”
“And when he does you get to date him.” Both boys answered happily, smirking when I rolled my eyes.
“What ever makes you happy.”
At The Bonfire: Newt’s P.o.v
I knew I had crossed the line with Y/n this afternoon. I never should have said what I did, I knew ever at the time I had said it was wrong, cruel even. That didn’t stop me from saying it however. When I saw her laughing with Gally, saw the way her eyes lit up as he spoke, killed me inside. I wanted to be the reason she looked that, the reason she smiled and laughed. I was in love her, I have been from the moment she walked climbed out of the box. She was beautiful, funny, kind and everything I could have ever ask for in a girl.
I let out a sigh, my eyes following the still ticked off girl as she moved around the camp, her gaze never once flicking towards me. In fact she acted as if I barely existed since our fight this morning. Not that I could blame her. I was an ass, a big one.
“You know staring is creepy right?” Alby laughed as he stood beside me, his hand falling onto my shoulder. I sighed as I turned towards him, groaning when I saw Minho standing behind him.
“I am not staring.” I huffed, glowering as I turned to face Y/n again. The moment I had however, I noticed she was much closer than I thought. In fact she was right in front of me. I opened my mouth to say something to her when I snapped shut due to shock. Y/n never sent me a look before she pressed her lips against Minho’s. Instantly the keeper of the runner, gripped her hips, pulling her closer against him as their lips moved together.
As I watched my heart squeezed painfully, jealously ripping through me. My hands curled into fists as I watched, the only thing keeping me back from him attacking was Alby’s firm grip. Once she pulled back, a smug smile on Minho’s face, I surged forward and gripped Y/n’s arm, pulling her towards the Dead Head.
“Jeez Newt why are you mad now?”
“I’m mad because I’m in love with you!” I screamed, turning to face her. We didn’t make it very far from the fire. In fact we had only made it less than three feet, but that didn’t matter. I was mad, angry, jealous and I needed to talk to her.
“It’s about damn time.” She giggled, smiling at me as she pulled me towards her, her lips meeting mine in a passionate kiss.
My dear Lola, you are one of the few saving graces on the show at this point. Lola has been my fave since season 1 and has never stopped, last night she kept showing why.
This girl is level headed, mature, and considers the ramifications of her actions (unlike Mary at the moment). Honestly, she acts like a queen. Even Catherine recognizes it. It’s always so good when one of your faves respects another on the show. Back in season 1 Catherine knew Lola was the strong one when she played her in that cell. She respects Lola even though she made me chuckle with the “Just when I was beginning to like you” comment. Lola is the only one of Mary’s ladies that Catherine respects, likes, and talks to with respect. She knows that Lola makes Francis happy and calm and now she’s become a Frola cheerleader.
You know who hasn’t? LOLA. All of the crap she gets over sleeping with Francis, being a horrible friend, and what does she do? Become the voice of every Frary shipper. Ever since she slept with him she’s been pulling for Francis and Mary, even when Francis hasn’t. Notice who brought Mary up even before they had sex. She’s the one who talked about Mary and being her friend while Francis was pushing for them to have sex. Even last night when he made it known he wanted her as a mistress she pushed for him and Mary. To me she’s more than made up for sleeping with him. She talked about her support of them to Mary’s mom, Catherine, and Conde. She constantly reminds Francis of his feelings for Mary and what they had. She has always felt a strong sense of duty to Mary. Again, when before she slept with him she brought Mary up. Even this season she played along and was going to marry Conde. She yelled at Narcisse for threatening Mary, Francis, and her baby. Her duty to Mary is what’s stopping her from being with Francis. Well, that and her feelings for Narcisse. I don’t think they’ll get together again, he’ll probably keep her close as a friend.
She’s one of the only bright spots the show has right now and I hope they keep it up.
“Well you see um…” He trailed off, his sweaty hands holding yours as he cleared his throat nervously. “You are the love of my live (Y/N), you helped me to find myself and made me a better person.” He chuckled slightly, “After everything we have been though, after all this time I was hoping that, maybe, perhaps…” You raise your eyebrow, a smile spreading across your face. He stepped backwards and took a small box out of his pocket. “Marry me?” The two words echoing in your mind as you focussed on the diamond ring sat in the velvet box. After a long pause his face contorted in confusion and disappointment as he closed the liid. “Oh, um, i’m sorry.” He babbled, uncharacteristically nervous. “I just thought-”
“Of course Draco!” You flung yourself into his arms. “Of course i’ll marry you.”