this was absolutely delicious

some parisian things from a parisian who was just in paris for ml fic writers part 3
  • couples show a lot of PDA in Paris, it’s just a thing
  • there are less Starbucks than you think, Parisians prefer old fashioned cafes at the side of the road
  • the McDonald’s menu is INTENSE. they have something called McCafe that sells a bunch of french pastries
  • there is this under appreciated pastry called a viennoise au chocolat and it’s absolutely delicious. it’s basically bread with chocolate chips in it and it’s so good but no one ever talks about them
  • 100g of chouquettes (about 11 sugar covered choux) are only about 3 euros, they are some of the cheapest pastries
  • a baguette is about 2 euros
  • half a baguette is 50 cents (don’t ask it’s weird)
  • students end school at different times every day.  they also start school at different times every day usually
  • after school sports are not really a thing, you end at around 5 or 6 anyways
  • after school people like to hang out at cafes for a little before doing homework
  • dinner usually starts at 7:00 or even 8:30
  • sometimes people have a snack at 11, we like to eat
  • the metro is actually super quick at times and is the most common form of transportation
  • metro stops are also reasonably clean and beautifully tiled
  • if there is a movie being promoted you’ll see it everywhere from busses, to taxis, to metro hallways, to big circular posters that turn in the streets
  • thrift shops are called antiques stores. that’s how bratty a parisian is
  • tight clothing is in style, nothing very loose
  • the roofs of paris are insanely fun to climb on and jump across even if you’re not a superhero. it’s very much a thing
  • there are parks in every part of paris, it’s a very popular place to spend your time. teens usually go there right after school and after hours like at midnight
  • VIENNOISES AU CHOCOLAT I BEG OF YOU SOMEONE MENTION IT IN A FIC THEY ARE SO GOOD I’M EATING ONE RIGHT NOW THAT I SAVED AND I’M IN LOVE
Don’t Freak

Originally posted by kings-of-my-heart

Steve Harrington x Reader

Requests are OPEN

PART II | PART III | PART IV | PART V

PART I


“You’re really trying to tell me that Low is David Bowie’s best album to date?” Jonathan nodded, opening the brown paper bag that held his lunch.

“That’s exactly what I’m telling you,” Y/N’s eyes widened, then shoved her lunch tray to the side. She leaned on her elbows, her hands in front of her.

“I could name five other Bowie albums, easily, that blow Low out of the water,” Jonathan took a bite of his sandwich, then motioned to Y/N.

“Go on then,”

Station to Station,” Y/N’s right index finger began to point to the fingers on her left hand to count. “Aladdin Sane, The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders From Mars -obviously-, Diamond Dogs, and my number one favorite Bowie album of all time,” Jonathan mimed exactly what Y/N was saying with her, “Hunky Dory.” Y/N took a deep breath as she finished, then shoved a french fry in her mouth. “It’s like I don’t even know you sometimes,” She shook her head and shrugged her shoulders jokingly, “But, I mean, Low is still a great album,” That made Jonathan chuckle. A body suddenly appeared on the bench next to Y/N, scaring the life out of her. She had one hand on her mouth and the other over her heart to stop herself from screaming. Y/N turned her head and saw Steve Harrington with a dumb grin on his face.

“Tonight?” He looked at Y/N expectantly.

“What?” Her pupils were still wide from the shock, and the word sounded pretty dumb coming from her.

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Whipped Cream (Jungkook smut)

Originally posted by nnochu


Description: Jungkook is your roommate. Among other things, his habit for baking shirtless made it… ‘difficult’ to live with him.

Themes: Smut, baker, collage, roommate au

This fic contains: Smut, adult content, food play, arguing, drinking, mentions of threesomes, swearing

Characters: Jungkook x You, Yoongi, Jimin, Hoseok and Taehyung

words: 7.5k

For this fic I used inspirations of food play and the roommate au from two anons <3

A/N: I refused to come back from my hiatus until I had something for my lovely and patient followers <3 (also, I was keen to come back so i’ll edit this and fix mistakes later)

@chanyeolingss, @jn-jngkk, @sugaspen <3


It wasn’t necessarily the pile of dishes or the trail of clothes that seemed to almost constantly hover around Jungkook like he was some annoying ass Avatar or something that got you so mad. It wasn’t the thick fragrance of his cologne or body wash that drifted through the open plan of your shared apartment every morning, or the smell of his musky sweat when he returned home from his evening jog, or from when he emerges from his room- having clearly just having a ‘fucking mind blowing’ wank. It wasn’t the soft melodies, or exciting electronic beats that flooded from his open window and into yours, nor his big and copious amounts of jackets and coats that made it nearly impossible to get your own fucking clothes from the rack next to the front door. Your frequent burning irritation had nothing to do with his presence, with the evidence of his existence in your apartment and life; it was with the man behind it all. It was with him. With fucking Jeon Jungkook. Ok, and maybe it was also for his fucking annoying baking habits. Did he really need to bring that shit home? Didn’t he get sick of it at work?

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Took a couple commissions over on Flight Rising a while back to try and get back into dragon game; here’s a firey ridgeback Rindaio for FR user Holographic!

listen i wanna see hunk and shay in a long distance relationship pls im beggin

  • What if hunk makes a communicator for her so she can talk to him whenever she wants and vice versa?
    • Shay sends mostly texts because he knows Hunk can be in a battle somewhere or on a mission so she knows that Hunk won’t respond right away and he can read those texts when he’s out of danger
      • Her texts are all lowercase with several exclamation points because she’s incredibly happy and bright! She also tries to use emojis but when she DOES look through them most of them are earth stuff and she asks about them
      • Shay: hunk, do you know what this is ???
      • Shay:  🥞
      • Hunk: Those are pancakes, a delicacy on Earth!
      • Shay: oh !!! pancakes !!! they sound delicious !!!
      • Hunk: They absolutely are!
      • Shay: you can cook, right ??? do you wanna make me some pancakes next time you are visiting ???
      • Hunk: You can’t see these tears but I am crying and I love you
    • Hunk prefers video calling! Shay prefers that too but she knows that she doesn’t know exactly when to call him because of obvious reasons
      • They talk about stuff that’s happened in their lives! Fighting, ceremonies, etc.
        • Hunk loves talking about maths and engineering and earth and food, and Shay loves learning about new things! Since her people have been freed from the Galra, she’s been learning about the Balmeran culture and history, and she LOVES to talk about her going on adventures and exploring the surface of the Balmera
        • She high-key loves it when Hunk rambles on and on about maths because she loves learning and she loves Hunk and Hunk explains things so simply and passionately and she thinks it’s so CUTE
      • They can talk for literally hours on end
      • Shiro: *knocking on the door politely* Hunk, you’ve been talking to Shay for like 3 quintants. Please go to sleep.
      • Hunk: Sorry! Shay was just telling me about the Balmeran history and-
      • Shiro, who LOVES history: Wait what? why didn’t you tell me I love history!
      • *insert montage of Shiro learning about the Balmera, to the tune of the Mii Channel music*
  • When they DO meet up, they’re just together all the time like omg they missed each other so much
    • They take like, 3209489024 pictures, mostly selfies and stuff of their lil adventures on the Balmera, or just chillin in the Castle of Lions
    • Shay loves snapchat filters
    • In fact, they both love trying to get filters on the other’s face without them realising it
      • Their stories essentially become competitions for how many candids they can take of the other with filters on their faces
      • Shay is incredibly good at sneaking up and taking those photos tbh. She usually wins

honestly I can’t eat chocolate cake anymore without thinking of Aelin & Rowan

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Harry letting you ride his face and he's pressing you down onto his mouth to get you closer and he's properly moaning and smacking your ass.

This..,.,.,.this is an attack..,.,.

Just imagine you guys are laying back on your king bed, facing the flat screen TV across the room and locked in a heated match of Mario Kart. Harry’s clad in an old, scuffed up pair of black denim jeans and the yellow smiley face t-shirt he nearly wore to shreds back in Jamaica. His socks are mismatched (one has a fuchsia background with tiny flamingos all over it– this sock is actually yours– and the other is a plain black Nike ankle-high) and his pants are unbuttoned, hair fluffy and somewhat tamed since you’d just gotten home from a movie date.

He’s been gunning for you since the match started, storing away shells for just the right moment to knock you right off the track. Every time a turtle smacks the back bumper of your tiny vehicle, you let out a screech, which he returns with a smug grin and maniacal, triumphant little giggles.

When it’s come down to the two of you at the front, you randomly start to kick at his feet and legs, trying to topple him off the bed and distract him just enough to end him once and for all. But Harry can play dirty, too, resulting in him rolling onto you and crushing you under his weight as he looks over his shoulder, aiming the controller over his head and using this advantage to the max.

“Harry, stop it! That’s not fair!” You buck under him, shoulders thrashing as you try to free your arms to at least keep moving in the game.

“You started it!” He aims a bomb at you, dangling the remote above your head and tapping his finger threateningly over the release button. “Sorry, pet. Gonna have to try harder than that.”

You kick at his knees violently, wailing out in defeat when you feel your controller shudder and let out the sound that signifies you lost.

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Cooking Sentence Starters

As requested by Anonymous.

  • “What’cha cooking?” 
  • “Something smells absolutely delicious!” 
  • “Need an extra set of hands?” 
  • “Do not have me turn around see you eating my cookie batter” 
  • “Are you making a three-course meal for an entire army?” 
  • “Can you get that out of the oven please?” 
  • “Uh, this pot is boiling over…”
  • “You should flour the rolling pin before you roll the dough.”
  • “Don’t mind me, I’m just taste testing.” 
  • “Are you baking dessert?” 
  • “How much sugar goes into this again?” 
  • “Want to help me make dinner?” 
  • “Am I doing this right?” 
  • “Why is the kitchen so smoky??”
  • “You got flour everywhere!” 
  • “How on earth did you get chocolate on the ceiling?”
  • “Apple pie or blueberry pie?” 
  • “I hope you like chicken!”
  • “Will you please stop sampling before I’m done!” 
  • “I think you cut a little too much onion for this…” 
  • “What on earth is this weird thing?” 
  • “Are you making fresh pasta?” 
  • “Oooh! This looks tasty!”
  • “What kind of fruit is this?” 
  • “Don’t tell me I mixed up salt with sugar.”
The L Word (Bucky x Reader) NSFW - One shot

Summary: You and Bucky have an agreement, but you can’t help but to push his buttons.

Word Count: 2297

A/N: Smutttt, all of it, Bucky is dominant and jealous. 


You stood at the bar, heels completely aching at the pumps stuck to your feet. You sipped your rum and coke, turning back to Sam who stood with you at the bar. He looked insanely handsome, wearing a blue suit instead of a traditional black, and opted out of a tie.

“Wanna dance?” He grinned mischievously, offering you his hand. You shrugged, giggling in response and throwing your drink back before taking his hand and getting on the floor. The avengers were stuck at yet another one of Tony Stark’s fancy parties, too fancy for your liking. Everyone was rich and snobby, something you could never manage to be even if you wanted to. You shook your head at the people circled around Tony like sharks, presumably laughing at a joke they didn’t quite get.

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All-Purpose Cleansing Spray

Originally posted by goddamnitmorgan

This is a spray to cleanse, banish, and protect against negative energies and various unsavory characters! A 3-in-1 if you will. 

INGREDIENTS

  • any size spray bottle
  • Chilli Pepper
  • Black Salt
  • 1 Bay Leaf 
  • Sage
  • Lemon (two thin slices)
  • Anise Seed
  • Cloves
  • Moon water (in a phase of your choice)
  • Witch Hazel
  • a few Cinnamon sticks

 Pour your moon water and witch hazel into a pot with some tap water and bring it to a boil, then add in your solid ingredients, finishing with the lemon. Let these ingredients boil together. 

Reduce the heat, and let the ingredients simmer together until the water is a really neat golden brown, then strain the mixture into another pot so there is only liquid left and leave it to cool. 

(Optional) place a few of the cinnamon sticks, cloves, or anise seeds into your spray bottle. 

Once it is cool, fill the bottle with your liquid mixture and spray all around your home! It smells absolutely delicious and makes any space feel so much lighter. Clearing out residual energy from guests or just over time is super important and this is a good way of keeping your space cleansed for longer by protecting against unpleasant energy in the first place. 

Cheeky Bunny

 Hybrid!AU: Leopard!OC x Bunny!Kook
Length: 4.1K (lol is this even a drabble anymore?)
Genre: The Most Fluffy Fluff
Type: Disney Drabbles ☞REQUEST HERE
Recommended OST: (x)
Request By: @/kimtrain:“Don’t underestimate the importance of body language.“ love youuuu MJ so so much 
(a/n): IDK OKAY? I REALLY IDK WHY IM SO SOFT. But anyways I this is so frickin fluffy idk anymore (read: I screamed a lot and wanted to smash my keyboard) and any comments are always appreciated, my inbox is open for you lovelies. 

Summary: You’re a predator and he’s the prey, so what happens when the tables finally turn for our dearest bunny? 

Originally posted by jung-koook

“(y/n), you’re fucking drooling.” Taehyung lands a particularly hard pat against the nape of your neck, immediately eliciting a hiss from you and a chuckle from him; your attention now regrettably snagged away from your little crush.

“You brat, that’s not a good enough reason to grab my nape,” you hiss, your hands rubbing against the tender flesh. As felines, the neck area is off limits, it’s too intimate and oddly sensitive due to the period where parents would grab their litter my the scruff. So you find it absolutely necessary to repay to favor with a hard smack against his abdomen with your tail, causing a growl to bubble inside the lion-hybrid’s chest, his sunny demeanor evaporating and lips peeling back in act of dominance.

“Oh hush,” you dismiss, rolling your eyes and petting the thick fur of your tail, “You’re honestly acting childish, what are you? A big domestic cat?”

“Just because you are naturally a solitary breed does not excuse you from social norms, (y/n).” Taehyung firmly states, his ears twitching in his messy mop of golden hair. An involuntarily side effect of annoyance.

Well shit, you gone and pissed him off. Again.

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hallura headcanons
  • Hunk and Allura spend a lot of time together with the mice! They end up giving them baths together and watches them doing little performances together during the Castle downtime. 
  • Allura likes to sit on the counter while Hunk is either cooking/working on engineering. 
    • Hunk likes to listen to her talk about Altea or answer her questions she has about Earth and its customs because she has a lot
    • When Lance or Pidge aren’t around, he’ll ask Allura to test taste his food and he gets really happy when Allura breaks out into a grin and says, “Hunk, this is absolutely delicious!”
  • When things get tense and nervous, Hunk will hide behind Allura unconsciously. 
    • Allura is a calm presence and really helps Hunk when his anxiety gets the better of him. 
  • Hunk is really comforting to her when he catches her alone and letting herself feel emotions. He’ll try and give her reassurance through a hug or by trying to distract her with little interesting tidbits to help her through it. 
  • INSIDE JOKES.
    • Hunk: Hey, Allura.
      Allura: Yes, Hunk?
      Hunk, smirking: Coran’s mousestache.
      Allura: [spits out her space juice and bursts into laughter]
      Everyone else: ?
  • Hunk is really protective over Allura. Anyone who yells at her or decides to be an ass will be met with a pissed off Hunk telling you that you better apologize or else.
  • This is straight up canon now, but Hunk is the first to go after Allura if she gets hurt or gets cut off from the rest of the team during missions.
  • Also, Hunk is really stuttery and nervous around Allura after he realizes he likes her, meanwhile Allura is a mix between Wtf Idk How To Do This and asking Lance what Earth courting is like.
    • Allura: So…. Hunk…. You come here often?
      Hunk: Allura, this is the hangar.
      Allura, muttering: Ugh, I told Lance that line wouldn’t work.
      Hunk: What?
      Allura: NOTHING !
HiddleHamlet: A firsthand account (part I)

Okay guys. Here goes. I’m going to try to remember and describe as much of the experience as possible, so you can all feel a little piece of it too. This is your warning… this is going to be a long post.

Disclaimer: this review is going to be very little about the play, and very lots about how mindblowingly gorgeous and excellent Tom was in the play. If you’re not in this to hear a dissertation on that man’s thighs in his tight-ass jeans, don’t read further. I love and deeply appreciate theatre (this is the 14th play I’ve seen since moving to London 10 months ago), but this is tumblr and I’m not really here to be a theatre critic or to dissect various interpretations of Shakespeare. I’m here to drool over sexy men. It’s right there in the title.

So, to get that boring, non-thigh-centred discussion out of the way first - the play was seriously great. I enjoyed it hugely, even apart from the magic of Tom’s Hamlet (and somehow in spite of the distraction that was my brain screaming “HE’S RIGHT THERE!!!” for 3 hours straight). I saw a similarly intimate staging of Hamlet back in January, which I found… overly intense. This one was much better. I especially liked the touches of humour throughout, which helped to break up the heavier moments and moved the story along in a nice rhythm, and brought out the humanity and likability of the characters. The cast were all fantastic, and the sparseness of the stage worked well - the focus was fully on the actors and the words they were saying. 

We were sat in the front row, far stage left…which was basically on the stage. The theatre is teeny, with no raised stage, which meant the actors were walking by us close enough to touch. Being that close to Tom for an extended period of time was full-on exhilarating. When he’d run by us, we’d get a waft of air and could actually smell him. I didn’t get to last time, so I breathed in deep this time…and it was absolutely delicious. I’m sure we were visibly swooning after each inhale.

(I’m really sad that only a limited number of people will get to see this, and I know there’s been much discussion over the supposed “exclusivity” of this show, but I must say, in being one of the lucky ones who got to be there, that it was magical how intimate this was. It was immersive - a unique and beautiful theatre experience. I feel incredibly grateful.) 

Important things must be addressed, so: couch humping. Was SO FUNNY. It wasn’t a full-on dry humping (oh god…I just had to take several minutes to think about what that would be like. I’m back now) but rather a couple of energetic thrusts. Which was enough. This was met with laughter and tons of quietly imploding vaginas, I assume.

In this same scene (a great scene), Hamlet sits on the recently-violated couch with Polonius and laughs loudly with him. It’s rather forced (he’s putting on a show here), but also - seriously adorable. Because Tom. It gifted us with a huge Hiddles grin, which is so damn infectious (as you well know). In the third bout of this laughter, Hamlet dissolves into tears. One of the best things about Tom’s Hamlet was how perfectly and naturally he navigated the quick shifts in his mood - swinging wildly between grief, rage, lunacy, amusement, earnestness - and it all felt incredibly deft and real. Also, that man is gifted when it comes to crying. I think there were real tears in his eyes for about 75% of the performance. At one point, you could see the tears falling, illuminated by the stage lights. It was beautiful. I managed to stay seated and not run to throw myself on him and cover him in kisses, which was obviously what first instinct was telling me to do.

Okay…let us talk about how good he looked. IT IS GROSS, AND MAKES NO SENSE. My brain can’t compute this level of attractiveness, and I have no appropriate words to convey it. It’s even worse in real life. And truly, this is Peak Tom, look-wise. I missed probably large sections of dialogue due to thinking about his hair (I wish this was a joke). I could not stop staring at it. The curls are entrancing. It is perfection. I will cry when he gets a haircut. THIS IS THE HAIR HE WAS BORN TO HAVE. Also, THE JEANS. Holy fucking hell. I could write a Hamlet-length soliloquy about those jeans. Maybe it was because I was on the side, so I spent a good amount of time looking at the back of him, but…I have never appreciated a view more. Those jeans were, um, very tight, and I have zero complaints. I think I could actually see his thigh muscles flexing through them. I was equally entranced by his legs and thighs throughout the whole thing. My stream of consciousness went something like this: hair-legs-thighs-jaw-eyes-voice-words-legs-ass-kill-me-now…!

Yeah… his ass in those jeans. Specifically when he was moving or jumping around a lot. I leave it to your imagination.

Overall, there is truly just something about him. We have not been imagining that. His physical presence is undeniably, overwhelmingly attractive. He’s all legs and cheekbones and curls, and the way he moves is impossible to look away from. He’s so damn FIT. His body, his face, his every movement…it’s all just sex incarnate. I can’t be eloquent about it. What the fuck do you say about this. Just. Ugh. Fuck me up.

Originally posted by thehumming6ird

Will you look at this? GOD.

Wardrobe stuff: I love his new peacoat. It’s really nice and looks so soft, so he looks super huggable in it. I will continue to swoon over the upturned collar look on him - it works so well with his long neck and impeccable jawline. I also like how well he rocks the hoodie-and-peacoat combo. Really, is there anything that doesn’t look good on him?! Oh, and…there was no appearance, sadly, of the beloved grey boots (those boots are like a secondary celeb spotting for us by now). He was wearing dark brown boots through the whole thing. But they looked really good too no duh, so, no big loss.

Uh-oh… this post is already very long, and I have at least 26 more things to say about all of this. I’m think I’m gonna stop here for tonight and write a part two tomorrow. Coming up: tummy peeks, dancing, leather gloves and the opinions of the lady sitting next to me on Tom’s ass in those jeans (you didn’t think I was done talking about that yet, did you?)

Originally posted by fromhiddleswithlove

2017年2月25日

Ate a cream puff while working on my notes during my break today.

If anyone has a Beard Papas nearby them, I definitely recommend going at least once to try it out. I got the honey butter puff with vanilla filling and it was absolutely delicious!

Wanted to get more, but didn’t want to go overboard lol

If anyone knows of a good dessert place, let me know! I’m always on the lookout for sweets! 😋

Forever Mine

Summary: You and Roman broke up 4 months and you’re seeing someone new. You unexpectedly bump into Roman and his date when you’re with yours as well. As soon as your date ends, Roman takes his chance and shows you who you have always belonged to.

Based on the prompt: ‘’Ain’t nobody ever told you who your real daddy is?’’
Warnings: Pure smut omg, daddy kink, language
(A/N) So you guys voted for this prompt to be written first so here it is! Grab something to drink and to eat, because this is hella long: 4,000+ words. I hope you guys like it. I’m sorry if it’s written really messy, this is the first time I’ve written in a long time. Forgive me if this is trash😩

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“This is already the third time this week you’re going out with that Bryson,” Seth said as he sat on my bed.

“I’m fully aware of how many times I’m going out with him,” I chuckled back at him as I did my make-up. “He’s a really nice guy.”

“I never said he wasn’t, it’s just…” he paused and looked at me in the mirror, “never mind.”

“No tell me, what’s the matter?” I asked confused as I turned around to face him. Seth has always been honest with me so I always listened to what he got to say.

“Aren’t you moving a bit too fast? I mean, only four months have passed since Roman and you broke up.” He carefully spoke.

“I’m not moving ‘too fast’, I’m moving on with my life and I’m sure Roman too has moved on.”

“He’s still not over you,” he mumbled quietly, hoping I didn’t hear it. I decided to not have this discussion with him and try to focus on tonight. “So this Bryson dude, you really like him?”

“I do, he’s really sweet, he cares about me, makes me laugh,” I smiled as I wore my heels.

“Roman does too, remember that time the three of us were at the lake and he pushed me into the water just to make you laugh because you felt down? Or that time when sprained your ankle when you wore those ridiculous high heels and Roman carried you on his back the entire night? Also the time the two of you were all over each other, hugging and kissing each other, causing to ignore the shit out of me.” Seth reminded me.

“How can I forget?” I chuckled, thinking back. Roman and I were super close and we loved each other so much that when we broke up, everyone was in awe, even the two of us couldn’t get used to it at first. The reason we broke up was mainly because of me not being able to get used him being on the road so often. I tried my hardest to adjust and he saw how much I effort I was making, but eventually, he made the heartbreaking decision to end things. I didn’t agree, of course, but he said it was the best for us both. ‘’Look, how unfortunate it is, things just didn’t worked out between us.’’

‘’What if he wants you back? I’ll kick your ass if you’re staying with that Bryson kid.’’ Seth said frustrated.

‘’It’s not your decision to make, but thanks for letting me know what I can expect,’’ I sweetly smiled as I hugged him. ‘’Thanks for looking out for me, but I’m a big girl.’’

‘’Whatever you want y/n, I still think you and Roman should get back together,’’ He said. As he was about to speak, the doorbell rang. I jumped excitedly and grabbed my bag.

‘’You can let yourself out right? Love you Seth,’’ I kissed his check and ran downstairs.  

‘’You’re making a mistake girl!’’ He shouted, causing me to roll my eyes, ‘’Love you too.’’ Seth has always been like a brother to me and even during the time me and Roman split up, he never failed to be there for me when I needed someone.

‘’You look stunning,’’ Bryson smiled as I opened the door.

‘’Thank you,’’ I smiled. ‘’You don’t look as terrible as expected.’’ I joked. He laughed and took my hand in his.

‘’Bryson?’’ I heard Seth’s voice behind me. Oh lord, save me.

‘’Yeah that’s me, who’re you?’’ Bryson asked confused.

‘’My name’s Seth, nice to meet you. I’m y/n’s best friend. Oh and also the best friend of her ex,’’ Seth slyly smiled. I turned around and gave him a death glare.

‘’Oh well, it’s nice to meet you. Y/n told loads about you.’’ They shook each other’s hands, Seth smiling fake.

‘’Good things I hope.’’

‘’The most wonderful things, we gotta go now. Bye Seth.’’ I hastily said as I grabbed Bryson’s hand and rushed to his car. ‘’I’m sorry about that,’’ I sighed as we sat down. ‘’He can be an idiot sometimes.’’

‘’It’s fine baby, don’t worry.’’ Bryson smiled and placed his hand on my thigh. ‘’You ready to go?’’

‘’Totally.’’ I smiled back. He started the car and we drove off.

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‘’Ever been here before?’’ Bryson asked as we parked the car. ‘’It opened a few months ago I think. Their food is absolutely delicious.’’

‘’Well, you made me pretty curious,’’ I smiled. He bend down and gently kissed me.

‘’Let’s eat till we can’t walk anymore.’’ Bryson laughed, making me laugh too. We crossed the road and entered the restaurant. The smell of fresh cooked tomato sauce filled my nose. ‘’We ordered a table for two,’’ he said to the waiter. I looked around while Bryson and the waiter figured things out.

‘’I can’t stop saying how beautiful you look,’’ a familiar deep voice said from behind me. My heart sank in my shoes. I slowly turned around, praying that it wasn’t who my mind immediately thought of. But as usual, the universe hates me. It was Roman with another girl, also on a date. I didn’t realize I was still looking at him until his eyes fell on mine, widened with surprise and disbelieve. If it was because of  me being with someone else or just being in shock by seeing me, I don’t know. I could punch myself in the face for not turning back right away, instead, I kept looking at how good he looked; his hair in a pulled back in a bun, his beard was trimmed,  he wore a grey suit with a white shirt.  I was speechless by the way he looked, not that he looked any different than before.

‘’Y/n, you ready?’’ Bryson asked. I quickly turned my head and nodded with a smile. I had no idea how to feel about this whole situation. Seeing Roman after four rough months filled with all kinds of emotions, left me with more feelings than I actually should have at the very moment. ‘’Babe?’’ He spoke again. Roman coughed roughly, indicating how irritated he was by how Bryson called me.

‘’Yeah I’m sorry, I was just thinking of something.’’

‘’It’s okay sweetheart, let’s sit down, we’re at table six.’’ He wrapped his arm around my waist as we started to walk to our table. I would normally never even think of turning around, but since the relationship me and Roman had was so intense and strong, I couldn’t just keep walking without a quick glance over my shoulder. He was standing there with the blonde girl at his side, looking overwhelmed.

‘’It’s an amazing place,’’ I distractedly said as I sat down, praying that Roman wouldn’t sit anywhere near us. I took the menu and my eyes scrolled over all the delicious food, getting hungry by just looking at the names. While being occupied with reading the menu, I felt people sitting at the table next to us.

‘’Have you decided yet?’’  

‘’Everything looks so nice, I can’t choose,’’ I laughed as I looked up. My eyes automatically wandered, finding Roman and his date sitting next to us. Lord why? My heart started to race, I felt myself getting hot; I was turning into a nervous wreck, scared that I might say something wrong or being too close with Bryson. I shouldn’t have these thoughts, especially when Roman was the one who ended things between us and moved on with his life as well.

‘’Are you okay?’’ Bryson asked.

‘’I’m fine,’’ I lied, biting my lip.

‘’Alright, I’ll take the steak with the salad.’’ He spoke as he put his menu down. ‘’What about you?’’

‘’I think I’m going for the spiced rice with vegetables.’’

‘’Sounds lovely,’’ he smiled and waved his hand at the waiter to tell her our orders. ‘’So, how have you been doing?’’

‘’I’ve been great. I took two weeks off though, I needed to help my friend with moving to his new place,’’ I said as I took a sip of my water.

‘’Is it Seth who’s moving?’’ Bryson asked. I could feel Roman’s eyes burning right through me, shifting in his seat lightly.

‘’Uhm yeah, it’s Seth who’s moving out,’’ I uncomfortably said. ‘’But how are you doing? How’s your job?’’ I quickly asked, trying to change the subject for both Roman and mine sake.

‘’Mine’s quite alright, just the usual. Had to explain why I was wearing a turtle neck to work the other day though,’’ He smirked, ‘’You left some marks on me which were quite visible that even your foundation couldn’t cover.’’ Bryson ran his hand through his hair as Roman almost chocked while drinking his water. ‘’I didn’t mind at all and if I could, I’d gladly show them, but when you work in an office, you gotta cover things like that up somehow.’’

‘’You’re right,’’ I smiled briefly, biting my tongue in the hope I would wake up from this nightmare. I carefully looked over to Roman, finding him frowning with his jaw clenched, obviously boiling with anger. His whole body tensed as Bryson intertwined our fingers and smiled. Roman couldn’t care less about the girl he was with, clearly not listening to her long dreaded stories she was enthusiastically sharing.

‘’I remember you having-,’’ he paused and got his phone out of his pocket, ‘’I gotta take this one, do you mind?’’ He asked. I shook my head, thanking god he couldn’t finish his sentence and smiled lightly. The waiter brought us the food right when Bryson answered the phone. I was happy because that meant I could focus on my dish instead of looking around awkwardly. It had been a long time since I’ve eaten this nice, praising the chef in my head while eating slowly. Suddenly, my phone vibrated. Thinking it must be Seth, I took my phone out of my purse. It was my turn to choke on my delicious food when I saw Roman’s name on my lock screen. He send me a text saying: ‘I wanna get underneath the table and make it hard for you to talk.’ I looked over to him and rolled my eyes. ‘’I’m sorry, it was my boss asking if I finished that project.’’

‘’It’s fine, don’t worry,’’ I said as I took another bite from my food.

‘’So back to our subject,’’ he smirked. Oh god no. I knew that if he would continue talking, Roman would defenitely say or do something to make him shut up and I’m not letting that happen.

‘’You know what, let’s talk about something else okay,’’ I suggested, sounding a little irritated. I looked at my phone again and Roman sent another text saying: ‘You look so ravishing baby, oh how I’ve missed seeing you like this.’ I ran my hand through my hair and decided to send him something back: ‘Stop it Roman.’ was all I typed before pressing send.

‘’You alright? It’s like you’re not really enjoying tonight.’’ Bryson concernedly spoke. ‘’If you wanna go, just tell me.’’

‘’No I’m fine,’’ I insisted, ‘’just have a lot on my mind, I’m sorry.’’

‘’Don’t be love, it’s all good,’’ he smiled. I could feel Roman looking at us from the corner of my eye, anger and frustration radiating off his body. This was going to be the most unpleasant dinner ever, I could tell.

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‘’I wish they served bigger portions,’’ Bryson mocked as he wiped the corners of his mouth with the napkin. Throughout the dinner, Roman never stopped sending those text messages, he continued those looks and it drove me insane.  ‘’Anyways, I’m going to pay okay, be right back.’’ He smiled and walked to the cash register. I was getting myself ready to leave as I heard Roman’s date saying she had to use the restroom. Once she was gone, Roman shoved his chair so he was sitting next to me at the table.

‘’Who’s that,’’ he nodded Bryson’s way, clearly irritated. I rolled my eyes and sighed. ‘’What?’’

‘’Do you seriously expect me to tell you after not even try to contact me in those four months? Speaking of contact, why the hell did you sent me those texts?’’ I hissed.

‘’I think I have the right to know,’’ He spoke dangerously low. ‘’If I wouldn’t say anything, I’d be fooling myself.’’  He kept his eyes on mine. I was quiet for a moment until he broke the silence, ‘’Come with me to my place, let me explain everything.’’

‘’You honestly think I’m agreeing on that? Look, like I said, I haven’t seen or spoken to you in four months Roman. I can’t just ignore everything that happened.’’

‘’I’m not asking you to ignore anything,’’ he looked at Bryson who was still busy paying. I think it’s better to have this conversation at my place unless you want to be disturbed by that jerk.’’ He said annoyed. I sighed and threw my head back. ‘’Please y/n, I promise you, you won’t regret it.’’

‘’What am I supposed to say to him?’’

‘’We can also just leave,’’ his low voice spoke, making me shiver. He noticed and slightly smirked as he scooted his chair closer to me. He looked over his shoulder to see if Bryson was still busy. ‘’You coming with me?’’ he asked once again. I was gonna hate myself for the decision I was about to make. I closed my eyes briefly and nodded. I’m still weak when it comes to Roman. He sighed in relieve and stood up. ‘’Let’s go.’’

‘’I gotta tell Bryson first, I ain’t leaving like this.’’ I said as I stood up. Roman looked at me worriedly. ‘’I’ll be right back,’’ I reassured him. As I was about to walk over to Bryson, Roman grabbed my hand and made me turn around. ‘’What’s wrong?’’

‘’Nothing, it’s just…’’ He bit his lip and looked at me up and down, ‘’You look so luscious.’’

‘’I’ll be right back,’’ I lightly smiled and walked over to Bryson while wearing my coat. ‘’Hey, I just bumped into a friend of mine and we wanted to catch up, we haven’t seen each other in ages.’’

‘’Oh,’’ he looked a little disappointed, ‘’um alright I think.’’ He smiled and gave me a hug. ‘’Have fun. I hope you enjoyed dinner.’’

‘’Thank you and I did, thanks for everything.’’ I waved at him as he exited the place. I couldn’t help but feel guilty towards him. As I turned around Roman was standing right behind me. ‘’What about your beautiful date?’’ I asked.

‘’I left her some money and told her to do with it what she wanted. She seemed happier when I gave her the money than taking her out on a date.’’ He chuckled. I shook my head and grinned, walking outside with Roman following behind me. I made my way towards his car and waited for him to unlock the doors. ‘’Seems like you still remember,’’ he said as he sat down.

‘’Something such as your car makes quite a statement.’’ I said as I fastened my seatbelt. He chuckled.  I inhaled the familiar scent of his car; it still smelled new with a touch of peach. I looked around and saw he still had the car mat I gave him. Roman once spilled his drink while I was driving his car so I decided to buy another mat for him and he was so happy once he discovered it. I smiled at the memory and looked out of the window as he started to drive towards his house. What used to be a car filled with stories, laughter and sometimes even the harmonious sound between our bodies colliding together, was no longer the case; not one word was being exchanged between the two of us. We drove into his street and a weird feeling came up, nostalgia came close to describe it. As we entered his house, all the memories came up again.

‘’You okay?’’ He asked. I nodded and walked towards him into the living room. ‘’You want anything to drink?’’ I shook my head and sat down on his couch. I had so much mixed feelings right now. ‘’Thank you for coming,’’ he started as he sat next to me.

‘’You’re welcome.’’ I quietly said.

‘’I made a huge mistake,’’ He whispered, ‘’the moment I let you go.’’

‘’And it took you four months to realize?’’ I huffed as I stood up. ‘’I fought for us Roman, I wanted things to work out between us. I knew I had to adapt myself to your lifestyle and I tried my hardest.’’

‘’I know you did, I saw how much you tried and I appreciated it but do you think I liked seeing you having trouble with trying?’’

‘’You could’ve accepted the fact that I did my best? You ended it just like that,’’ I teared up. ‘’I wanted to try, Roman. I never understood why you couldn’t.’’

‘’There was a reason why I ended things, y/n. You think I liked seeing you like that? Bursting out in tears whenever I left? Feeling obligated to stay with me?’’ He stood up and walked towards me. ‘’I never wanted you feel that way, I care about you too much.’’

‘’Yeah sure, if you cared about me at all, you would’ve tried.’’ I turned around so I was facing him.

‘’You know what they say; you don’t know what you have until it’s gone and I’ve realized I need you.’’ He spoke.

‘’After everything I’ve been through, you actually have the nerve to say that now?’’ I asked stunned, ‘’Are you being serious right now or are you playing some kind of sick game because this isn’t the slightest bit funny.’’ My voice full with frustration and disbelieve. It was like I had no control over my body as my hand flew upwards to meet his face. He was quick in action and prevented my hand making contact with his cheek. His large hand wrapped round my wrist easily

‘’What do you think you’re doing?’’ he asked angrily. He stepped closer to me so there wasn’t any space left between our bodies, my wrist still in his tight grip.

‘’I-I’m sorry, that wasn’t my intention,’’ I stuttered, shocked by what I just tried to do. ‘’I should go now.’’

‘’You’re not going anywhere babygirl.’’ His pupils were blown, pure lust and fury in his eyes. Hearing him call me like that after months, made me get goosebumps.  ‘’When I saw you with that guy in the restaurant, something snapped,’’ He wrapped his arm around my tiny waist, his beard brushed against my cheek as he whispered, ‘’no one gets to touch you like that, only me.’’ His deep voice spoke. Without warning he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder as he carried me upstairs.

‘’Roman put me down,’’ I said, trying to sound convincing. He chuckled and smacked my ass. I squealed and dug my nails in his back. Once we entered his familiar bedroom, he threw me on the bed with so much force that I bounced in the middle. He started to loosen up his tie as he hovered above me.

‘’You think you could just try to hit me huh?’’ Roman growled as he grabbed both of my wrists and pinned them above my head. ‘’You were wrong babygirl, actions have consequences.’’

‘’Roman I don’t think we should be doing this,’’ I breathed heavily as he tied my hands to the bedframe with his black tie. He smirked as his hands roamed over my whole body. I betrayed myself by letting out a muffled moan. Who was I fooling? I wanted him as much as he wanted me.

‘’I can stop if you want me to,’’ he whispered as he started to pull back. I shook my head and bit my lip. ‘’Tell me what you want,’’ he demanded, his lips touching mine lightly. I didn’t know what to think, say or do that moment. I missed everything about him; his smell, the way his body felt, his touch. I was completely overwhelmed by everything that was happening but you didn’t hear me complaining. ‘’I still haven’t heard anything yet.’’ He unbuttoned his shirt, throwing it across the room, leaving him shirtless.  

‘’Please Roman, I need you,’’ I admitted as I looked him in the eye. The words sounded familiar leaving my lips. Suddenly, I remembered something, something he always enjoyed hearing me say, his weakness. ‘’Please daddy,’’ I whispered. His eyes widened and I could tell his whole body language changed from need to lust. A low growl left his chest as he tore the dress off my body. I was about to complain about ruining my favorite gown, but when he looked me in the eye, I forgot about everything.

‘’Look at you,’’ he licked his lips and got rid of his pants, ‘’all merciful for me.’’ He bent down and unclasped my bra. ‘’Lay back baby, let daddy take care of you.’’

‘’Oh fuck,’’ I moaned as his lips closed around my right nipple, sucking slowly while looking at me. I threw my head back in pleasure, enjoying the way his touch felt against my heated body. His large hands lazily trailed to the waistband of my lace panties, slipping his hand inside. My body tingled as my sensitive bundle of nerves was being touched after so long.

‘’You’re already dripping babygirl, you missed daddy that much, didn’t you?’’ Roman murmured. I nodded, not being able to talk. His tongue left a wet trail from my collarbone to my ear, biting on my earlobe as he pushed his digits inside of me agonizingly slow. I gasped in pleasure as I felt my walls being stretched. Since we broke up, I haven’t been with anyone else. I haven’t craved anyone else their touch but his’.

‘’Fuck baby you’re so tight,’’ he groaned as he looked down. My back arched off the queen sized bed, breathing heavily. He pumped his fingers in and out of me slowly while biting down on my neck. ‘’You love riding daddy’s fingers, don’t you babygirl? You love it when I tell you not to cum, when I whisper dirty things in your ear that turn you on and only make you wetter,’’ his deep, rough voice whispered against my skin. ‘’Tell me, who does this pussy belong to?’’

‘’Y-you daddy,’’ I whimpered. He slowly added a third finger, making me scream in pleasure. I tried to wiggle my hands free from the knot he made so I could do something. I had no idea what, maybe grab his hair or the sheets, something. Once he felt my walls clench around his fingers, he stopped and gently pulled his fingers out of me, leaving me breathless. The heat in my lower abdomen got stronger as he licked his fingers and hummed in approval.

‘’Not yet baby,’’ was all he said as he got rid of my panties and spread my legs. He dove in between my thighs, kissing my drenched pussy like he was kissing me. My head fell back and my eyes closed, letting my other senses take over. His tongue circled my clit slowly before sucking on it gently, inserting his tongue in me right after. I could feel my climax already starting to form, he never had to do much to make me cum, his voice alone was enough.

‘’Roman I’m…so…fuck,’’ I moaned, not able to make a proper sentence. The pleasure he was giving me made me feel intoxicated. He hummed against me causing my hips to rise. He placed his strong arm around my waist, holding me down. ‘’I’m gonna cum,’’ I breathed heavily.

‘’Good girls ask for permission.’’ He said as he added his fingers back inside of me. I couldn’t postpone my orgasm longer so I had no choice.

‘’Can I cum please,’’ I whimpered, ‘’please daddy?’’

‘’Cum for daddy,’’ he smirked and delved his tongue further in my entrance, making me see stats. I haven’t felt this good in a long time. He licked his lips as he crawled back up to kiss me. I groaned when I tasted myself as his tongue slipped in my mouth. We kissed for a good five minutes or so, all the anger, sadness and frustration seemed to have disappeared. I was stalking for myself; Roman, at the other hand, was still frustrated and I could tell by his whole body language. Besides, I know him too well.

As he pulled back, we were both breathing heavily while looking at each other. He climbed off his bed, pulling his pants down along with his boxers. My mouth watered as my eyes fell from his eyes to his dick. ‘’You missed daddy’s dick?’’ He purred as he started to stroke himself while walking to the side of the bed. I nodded and wiggled my hips. He chuckled and climbed back on the bed again, knees next to my body so his dick almost touching my lips. ‘’Suck it,’’ he demanded. I stuck my tongue out and licked the tip, making his head fall back. One hand found his way in my hair as the other started to rub my pussy again. ‘’Ah fuck babygirl, I missed that little mouth of yours,’’ he grunted as I moaned. I could hardly focus as he slowly rubbed my pussy. My mouth closed over his dick, sucking slowly, each time taking more of him. I looked up at him; his eyes shut in pleasure, his whole body tensed. I could feel his dick throb so I knew he was close to cum. He hissed and yanked my hair back, bending down to kiss me. ‘’You want me inside of you?’’  

I nodded, watching him walk to the end of his bed, his eyes never leaving mine. I felt so vulnerable but safe at the same time. He positioned himself between my legs, rubbing his dick up and down against my wet slit. He pushed  himself inside of me slowly. I gasped at how big he felt; like he was doing me for the very first time. ‘’Jesus y/n you’re fucking tight,’’

‘’Oh fuck,’’ I whispered. He kept his slow pace going for a while, letting me adjust to his size. After he felt like I was stretched enough, he lifted my leg onto his shoulder and started to vigorously thrust, literally taking my breath away. My head started to spin, my body tingled and I knew I wasn’t going to last long. Neither was Roman.

‘’Ain’t nobody ever told you who your real daddy is?’’ he growled, ‘’You’re mine and I ain’t letting you go anymore,’’

I moaned at the heartwarming yet extremely hot statement he made. This man is just too amazing for words and I’ve missed him. So much. ‘’I’m so close,’’ I moaned. He lightly smiled and started to rub my clit in fast motions. ‘’Oohh myy goddd.’’ My voice grew louder, my insides started to clench around him, the heat in my lower abdomen was starting to build; signing that I was close to another orgasm. Roman noticed and I could tell he was also on the verge by the way his thrusts became sloppy and slow, his breathing became heavier. His dick started to throb inside of me, pushing against my walls which created this incredibly pleasurable feeling.

‘’Cum for daddy babygirl,’’ he moaned.

‘’Romann,’’ I cried out his name as my orgasm shattered throughout my entire body. Roman followed shortly after; his dick twitching inside of me while moaning my name. As I opened my eyes, his hands were placed at either side of my face. I smiled at him and he gave me one in return as he untied my hands. ‘’I think I’ll have to stay the night,’’ I spoke as I snuggled up against him under the covers. He chuckled and placed his arm around me.

‘’I’m really sorry y/n, about everything,’’ he genuinely said, ‘’I’m sorry I hurt you and I’m sorry for not accepting that you tried.’’

‘’That’s all in the past now Ro,’’ I answered him.

‘’Good to hear, because I was thinking,’’ he looked at me and caressed my cheek, ‘’maybe we should try again?’’

He patiently waited for my answer. Not that I had to think about it, I just wanted to make him sweat. ‘’Alright, let’s try.’’ I smiled. He kissed me and intertwined our fingers.

‘’I promise you, you won’t regret it y/n, I love you.’’ He sealed his words with a passionate kiss and we both drifted off. 

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UPDATED: okay, maybe there might be some SPOILERS for anyone that hasn’t read ACOMAF - you’ve been warned.

Anyway, I wanted to share with everyone a list I made while reading ACOMAF. The list is made up of pages/chapters/certain parts of the book that are my fave or made me feel some type of way.

Hope you enjoy! If you have any fave parts or chapters please feel free to add onto the post!! I’d love to see what your fave parts are!


  • Page 49: Feyre being a sassy lil shit and throwing her shoe at Rhys’ head lmao.
  • Page 62: The whole page but mostly, “You look absolutely delicious today, Feyre.”😩😂
  • Page 95: “We’re not finished with this meal” - Tamlin “Oh, get over yourself” - Feyre // I love Feyre, I really do.😂
  • Page 192: “If that day comes, I’ll find a way to break the spell on Amren and unleash her on the world. And ask her to end me first.” - Rhys about Amren
  • Page 289: When Feyre hears the music and realizes that Rhys had sent that music to her in the prison (ACOTAR). “Because you were breaking. And I couldn’t find another way to save you.” - Rhysand // also the way he “ruins” the moment with his comment about the Weaver.
  • Pages 290-291: When they’re exchanging notes. MAKES ME GIDDY AF FAM 😍 // “Lick you where, exactly?” - Feyre “Wherever you want to lick me, Feyre. I’d like to start with ‘Everywhere’ but I can choose, if necessary.” - Rhysand
  • Page 299: When Azriel and Cassian have to stop themselves from laughing so hard when Feyre makes a comment about being surprised that there aren’t more mirrors in the house for Rhys to look at himself.
  • Pages 335-337: The little argument Rhys and Feyre have because they’re jealous of the time they spent with Cresseida and Tarquin apart. And then my little heart broke when Rhys basically said he was jealous and wanted to be someone Feyre could easily fall in love with and smile at. okay bye, I’m gonna go cry. 😭 // “To the people who look at the stars and wish, Rhys.” - Feyre “To the stars who listen and the dreams that are answered.” - Rhysand
  • Pages 365-367: Rhysand not being playful with Feyre and Feyre wanting him to be his old flirtatious self. The “lacy little unmentionables” talk. 
  • Page 374: When we find out the meaning of the tattooed stars and mountains on Rhys’ knees, “That I will bow to no one and nothing but my crown.” - Rhys “So dramatic.” - Feyre // Feyre bringing lambs blood to Amren and, “You––oh, I like you.” - Amren
  • Pages 399-401: “Amren and Mor told me that the span of an Illyrian male’s wings says a lot about the size of … other parts.” - Feyre // “They also said that Azriel’s wings are the biggest.” - Feyre // Rhys teasing Feyre about being this big badass but “a little free fall makes you scream?” and Feyre’s response of course, “I’ll leave you to rot the next time you have a nightmare.” // The whole wing talk on the bottom of page 400 and all of 401.
  • Pages 413-416: FEYRE SITTING ON RHYS’ LAP GOODNESS GRACIOUS HAVE MERCY ON ME. 😩 // “You are good, Rhys. You are kind. This mask does not scare me. I see you beneath it. “ - Feyre to Rhys.
  • Pages 420-422: Rhys feeling horrible for acting a certain way to his court in front of Feyre (the whole act of him being this high lord). Rhys not wanting her to compare him to Tamlin. WHEN FEYRE CROSSES THE LINE AND HURTS RHYS’ FEELINGS.
  • Pages 426-427: “When Rhys came back, after Amarantha, he was a ghost. He pretended he wasn’t, but he was. You made him come alive again. “ - Amren to Feyre about Rhys. // Amren saying that Rhys thinks he’s the villain. And Feyre saying. “But I forgot to tell him, that the villain is usually the person who locks up the maiden and throws away the key.” “He was the one who let me out.”
  • Pages 437-440: Starfall. Starfall. STARFALL. Rhys laughing. Feyre laughing. Glowing lovebirds. Feyre PAINTING AGAIN. FEYRE PAINTING ON RHYS. FEYRE GIVING RHYS A SMILE. // “You’re exquisite.” - Rhys to Feyre // FEYRE AND RHYS DANCING OH GOD IM CRY
  • Pages 462-463: FEYRE GETTING HER DAMN WINGS WHAT THE FUCK THAT WAS AWESOME. RHYS RUNNING A FINGER DOWN ONE OF HER WINGS AND “You look good with wings.” FUCK ME UP
  • Pages 470-475: FEYRE AND RHYS SHARING A BED AND THE INTIMACY GOODBYEEEEE IM DEAD. 😍😍😍
  • Pages 487-488: Feyre telling Rhys about what she used to paint for her sisters while pulling the ash arrows out of his wings. // “What did you paint for yourself?” - Rhys “I painted the night sky.” - Feyre // “I was looking for you, too.” Rhys to Feyre 
  • Pages 492-496: mate. mate. maTe. MATE. MAAAAATE.
  • Chapter 54: It honestly breaks my heart. I reread this and cried because Rhys is known to be so vicious but he does certain things to protect the ones he loves and he’s been through so much and he was raped over and over to keep Velaris protected. To keep his squad and HIS PEOPLE AWAY FROM AMARANTHA. // “But then she snapped your neck.” Tears rolled down his face. “And I felt you die,” he whispered.
  • CHAPTER 55: 😍😍😍😍😍 Y’ALL KNOW ABOUT THIS SHIT. OKAY. I DON’T EVEN HAVE TO SAY MUCH. JUST “CHAPTER 55″ AND WE’RE LIKE OHHHHHHMYYYGAAAAAWD. “I want my own Rhysand.” - me // Bless you SJM.
  • Pages 544-546: “Feyre doesn’t look too tired. Maybe she could give me a ride––” - Cassian 😂 // “Welcome to the family, Feyre.” - Mor // “We will serve and protect.” - Amren // THE WHOLE FAMILY VIBE MAAAAN
  • Page 552: RHYS’ LOVE LETTER ABOUT FEYRE
  • Pages 557-558: Feyre trying to get rid of Cassian and Azriel bc she doesn’t need protection lol. Feyre and Rhys exchanging notes 😌
  • Page 571: “Feyre Cursebreaker, the Defender of the Rainbow.” - Rhys to Feyre after the attack in Velaris.
  • Pages 574-575: Rhys hating and blaming himself for what happened to Velaris. // “I don’t deserve you.” - Rhys “We deserve each other. And we deserve to be happy.” Feyre
  • Pages 577-579: “You might be my mate, but you remain your own person. You decide your fate––your choices. Not me. You chose yesterday. You choose everyday. Forever.” - Rhys to Feyre // Feyre and Rhys deciding which room to take together. // THE WEDDING RING GOSH DANGIT.
  • Page 581: “With my life, High Lord. I’ll protect her with my life.” Cassian to Rhys before they go to Hybern
  • Page 608: NESTA. ELAIN. LUCIEN. ELAIN AND LUCIEN. MATES LMAO BUT AWW BBY LUCIEN HE MUST BE PROTECTED.
  • Pages 620-621: When Rhys breaks the news to the squad that Feyre is High Lady of the Night Court.
Babygirl (feels like heaven)

summary: honestly it’s just porn without a plot

pairing: chris evans x reader

word count: 1786 (oops!)

warnings: smut, oral (male & female receiving), fingering, chris calling you babygirl (aka all of my wet dreams in one fic)

a/n: i regret nothing

Originally posted by insane-angels

A giggle passes your lips as the rugged scruff of Chris’ beard brushes against the flesh of your thigh, the little giggle of God is quickly replaced by the sound of a shameless soft moan tumbling from your blood thirsty red lips. You’re surprised the sanguine colour of your lipstick hasn’t faded yet from all the time your lips have spent pressed against Chris’ soft lips or the naked crevice of his neck. There are a few traces of your earlier activities in the form of a harsh purple bruise starting to form on his neck.

But now Chris’ lips are wrapped around your sensitive clit, his hands roughly pulling your thighs apart to gain better access to your sweet nectar that Chris has become enamoured with. It’s his favourite thing to do: to fall to his knees, coax your legs open and drink up your addictive juices. He groans at your taste falling in love with it all over again; he lets out another groan before sinking his head slightly and attacking you mercilessly with his tongue. You don’t know what to do but what feels most natural is the series of panted high pitched moans that fall from your lips at the ecstasy of Chris’ actions.

Chris’ lips whisper over you as your hands harshly grab his hair pulling him closer to you and allowing him to get a greater taste of you. Your back arches like a cat and your hips jut forward involuntarily into Chris’ warm mouth, a scream of passion tears itself from your throat at the sensation. Chris is closer to you than ever and it feels like heaven.

Your sweet and soft moans are like music to Chris’ ears, a symphony for him and him only. He goes faster, his actions on your clit growing more ravenous with each moan of pleasure that leaves your lips. Soon he has no control, he can’t help himself not with the way you’re bucking your hips into his mouth allowing him to suckle at your bundle of nerves closer than ever. Waves of pleasure take you over as Chris sneaks two fingers down to your entrance, he groans into your pussy at the sound of his fingers hitting the vast wetness as well as how hard you tug at his hair (it’s longer than usual and the noises he makes when you tug and pull at it are positively filthy).

Your tugs at his hair become half-hearted as Chris slips a third finger in your puckered hole causing you to let out a string of whimpers. He’s practically vicious with his actions, his tongue ravaging your clit as he thrusts his three fingers at a speed you can only describe as inhumane. Your legs begin to quiver as he continues his actions and you know the feeling washing over you too well, Chris knows it too and doesn’t hinder his movements but rather only quickens the pace causing whimpers, moans and screams to tumble from your lips. You try to bite your lip to muffle your screams but your efforts are all in vain because a high pitched scream escapes your lips as Chris’ action become too much.

You come heavy and hard (just the way Chris loves), you’re now a panting moaning mess and Chris has to lift his head his eyes locked on you because he loves the blissed look on your face as you come down from your high as much as eating you out. Chris smirks at you as your eyes lock with his before he sinks back down, his head back where it belongs – in between your legs. He licks you clean making you whimper softly as he tastes you in all of your glory.

When he pulls back he looks like a cat who got his cream, you look down at him through hooded eyes as you try to keep to calm down. “You taste delicious babygirl, absolutely sinful,” Chris says as he pulls his fingers from you and licks them clean all whilst maintaining his satisfied grin.

You don’t reply and Chris chuckles darkly. “You got some more in you babygirl?” Chris asks and you nod feverishly wanting nothing more than to get to the part of the evening you love the most. As much as you enjoyed him eating you out, the feeling of him inside of you was the best part.

“I bet you do. You’re a dirty little thing, you know that babygirl?” He says and you nod again a small smile on your lips.

“Only for you.” You reply with a smirk matching that of the one on Chris’ face.

“Good,” Chris replies before rising to his knees tugging on his boxers till his cock springs free from its confines, he pulls his boxers off expertly before discarding both his boxers and his shirt on the floor.

Your mouth waters at the sight of his cock and before you know it you’re leaning forward licking a broad stripe along the base of Chris’s cock, he groans as sinful as you taste at your actions. This urges you on, taking the tip into your mouth and hollowing your cheeks, Chris wants to stop you, to tell you ‘no’ but then your hands are cupping his balls and suddenly the words are stuck in his throat. His hands come down as he threads his fingers through your hair pulling slightly bringing you even closer to his cock and allowing you to devour him just like he devoured you only seconds ago. It’s different with Chris however because soon enough he’s tugging on your hair pulling you off his cock making you pout up at him like a small child.

“No pouting babygirl or I’ll have to turn that pretty ass of yours red.” He says with a devilish smirk that makes you moan softly.

“Please do.” You reply with your own smirk and before you can even register what is happening, Chris has picked you up so that you’re on all fours and his hand is coming down hard on your ass. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t loving every second of it. A loud moan tears itself from your mouth as Chris spanks your ass so hard you’re sure you’ll be left with the imprints of his hands on your ass for at least a week.

“You like that babygirl? I bet you do.” Chris says smirking to himself before his palm hits your ass cheek igniting moans and whimpers from you. He groans at the sight because he loves to mark you more than anything, it doesn’t matter where but as long as you’re wearing his mark or giving him one of the best blow jobs of his life he’s a happy man.

Chris looks at you once more before deciding that he can’t go any longer without being inside of you. He takes his member in hand guiding it into your entrance, you moan at the feeling, the fullness of having inside of you as your walls contract around his pulsing member. Chris groans too loving the way you adjust to him in just a matter of seconds, you turn your head around at look at him and he sends you a wink before he thrusts into you for the first time and it’s as glorious as it always is.

One of his hands reaches up into your hair pulling into a makeshift pony tail whilst the other pins down your wrist behind your back. He drives into you with full force as if he’s a dog in a rut and you’re in heat, you sound you like you are -  the noises leaving your mouth are pure sin (Chris’ favourite). You clutch at the bed sheets in vain not knowing what do with yourself as Chris fucks you with an animalistic need, he groans each time his cock plunges deep within you so hard eliciting screams from you.

“Fuck!” Chris says through gritted teeth finding it increasingly hard to restraining from fucking you into the mattress, with you he found that he lacked self-control one dirty look and he’d have you on all fours fucking you like it was the only thing he knew.

“I need something.” You manage to gasp out between moans.

“I’ll give you anything.” Chris groans out before he drives into you making you practically scream at the feeling.

“Fuck the shit out of me.” Chris laughs wickedly at your words before removing his hands and placing them on your waist with a death grip, more marks he thinks with a smirk that only the devil would possess.

Chris fucks you hard and fast just like you wanted, he’s rutting against you like an animal and he can’t stop until he feels your walls clamp down over his cock and you come around his cock spilling deliciously filthy words as you do. It happens when he pulls you up his chin leaning on your shoulder and one hand on your neck squeezing as he pulls you down onto his cock matching his thrusts. You moan and scream so hard your voice becomes hoarse and all you wanna do is fall back onto the bed but Chris is holding you up fucking you so hard you’re sure you can see stars. Your hand reaches up and slivers around his neck as his lips ghost over the shell of your ear making you shiver at the frigid touch.

“You gonna come babygirl?” Chris whispers in your ear and you nod knowing you can’t trust yourself to speak not with the moans and whimpers that are wrecking your voice as you feel Chris’ balls smack against your ass. He’s so deep and the two of you wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Good. Let me feel it, baby, come all over my cock.” Chris says almost demands and you can’t hold it back anymore, warmth floods your body you swear that you can see a white light. Having Sex with Chris really is like dying and going to Heaven.

He comes just watching you, the sounds and the blissed look on your face are truly intoxicating and before he knows it he’s in the same state as you are. As he comes his lips find yours as he kisses you with the same passion as a blazing fire.

When he pulls back he says barely above a whisper, “God I love you so fucking much babygirl.”

Business and Pleasure - Part 10

Summary:  Bucky AU. After a major deal falls through, your father’s business almost falls apart. In a desperate attempt to save his livelihood, he seeks the help of his oldest friend, George Barnes, who happens to be the CEO of one of the most influential businesses in New York. He agrees, but on one condition. You have to marry his son.

Word Count: 2,201

Warnings: Swearing


Originally posted by little--batman


The two of you had fallen into silence, both seemingly lost in thought. The appetizers were delicious, but you couldn’t do more than pick at them. You were too distracted by your thoughts to focus on eating.

So much had happened in so little time. Sure, it seemed like you had your best friend back, but who knew how long that would last. He seemed sincere earlier, but there was no way to guarantee that the two of you wouldn’t get into another stupid argument and find yourselves right back where you started.

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