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Study sessions - Archie Andrews Imagine (Riverdale)

Originally posted by knightlley

Warnings: Make out sessions, seduction (nothing further or explicit)

Request: Anon: 97, 25, and 7 for Archie ;)
7.“Honestly, if you wanted sex this bad you could’ve just told me!”
25. “That lip biting’s getting a little out of hand.”
97. “Take off your shirt.”

Summary: A late night study session goes a little unexpectedly.

A/N: I’m so sorry its really short!!! For future reference (not necessarily relevant to this imagine) I don’t write smut but I will write up moments leading up to it and make it a little saucy (to the best of my ability). But ultimately I will end it in a way that you guys can let your imaginations run wild :) Enjoy! xx

Ever since you were in middle school, you and Archie had a study ritual on Thursday nights. You both would meet up after school and walk over to the Andrews’ house and study for 40 minute increments, taking 20 minute breaks in between. It was a good system. But ever since you and Archie started dating things got friskier. Your snack breaks became make out sessions and you guys have come very close to going further a few times before either his dad or your phone would stop you guys. Obviously not learning your lesson, the routine changed from study, snack, study, dinner, study, home, to study, make out, study, dinner, make out, home. As much as you loved the way Archie would make you feel with his kisses and touches, you knew that you guys would have to find some way to study without getting distracted by each other. Coming up with a plan to change things as you walk over the Andrews’ place like you usually do you arrive only to be attacked with a kiss as soon as the front door is closed. A kiss that then turned into a full on session. ‘So much for trying to focus more on study’ you think as you feel Archie’s hand on your thigh. Coming to your sense you sit up, Archie moving with you but not letting go.

“Archie…”

“Hmmm?” He responds with his lips on your neck.

“We have to study,” he sighs before looking at you.

“But-”

“No, I really need to pass this maths test.”

“Fine…” he gets off you and you both make your way to the table, pulling out all of your stuff. After about 20 minutes you start biting your lip.

“That lip biting’s getting a little out of hand,” Archie comments, looking at you with a look you’ve grown accustomed to seeing the past few weeks. You blush looking at the table.

“Is it getting a little hot in here?” He asks from the kitchen.

“If you’re hot, take off your shirt.” You flirt, “because I’m fine.” Calling you on your bluff he smirks at you as he takes his shirt off, flinging it to the couch. Rolling your eyes with a smile you go back to your work. Two minutes later the timer goes off announcing the end of the first study session. With speed that could challenge a cheetah Archie is up and attacking your lips, leading you to the couch. After about 10 minutes of a heated make out session, you break the kiss.

“Should we maybe head up to your bedroom?”

“I’ve been wanting to take this to the bedroom for a while now,” Archie answers, once again from your neck.

“Honestly, if you wanted sex this bad you could’ve just told me!” You giggle beneath him. With a lot more grace than you’d have given him credit for, Archie picks you up from the couch and carries you to the bedroom where you resume your previous activity.

A/N: So this is my first imagine that has this kind of tone so let me know what you think! :)

tbqh i love when, in the situation that a girl finds out her male partner is a two-timer, she doesn’t channel her hate at the other girl but at the male partner and the two girls don’t even have any animosity towards each other (because why should they??) 

All My Friends Are Heathens, Pt.5

Summary: In an alternate universe where monsters roam freely among humans, eight of these creatures group together under one roof. Their newest member, a dark vampire, comes to meet their reoccurring house guest who may be more than what she seems.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Word Count: 4135
Genre: AU
Warnings: Mild language, sexual tension.
A/N: HEY IT’S BEEN MONTHS I KNOW BUT HERE WE ARE!! So remember how I lost the original 2000+ words I had written for Pt.5 before the file got corrupted? Well in this rewrite, I somehow doubled it so get comfy! Also, as a show of gratitude for your patience with me, I’ve been working really hard and I’ll be posting Pt.6 tomorrow and Pt.7 the day after! Three parts in three days, look at you! Just a heads up, Pt.8 will be the final update and then that’s it for this monster of a fic! I love you all so much and thank you for sticking around with me. ❤

P.S. I am such a little shit for extending the slow burn and I’m not even sorry about it…okay I’m really sorry, please don’t lynch me ILYOKAYBYE!

| Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 Prequel | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5Part 6 | Part 7 |

Originally posted by taliesyne

Originally posted by hoaxvault

[Previously]

“I’ll see you tomorrow, James,” you said, blushing at the way he smiled back. Admiring the way his lips still looked full and plump as he grinned, and the way his long lashes fluttered against his cheeks.

Bucky passed his tongue over his fangs as he watched you walk away, just one more day and he would have you again.

“I made a promise, didn’t I?”


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Prompt Request: could you do a dad!tom where it’s basically where the reader and him find out she’s pregnant and some cute things he does whilst she’s pregnant and like telling his family and fans and then when the baby is born, his first bonding moment with the child and then just some cute things after about the baby and tom and reader or something please thank you! [ the baby can be any gender or even twins] (for @xkaciesearlex )

Warnings: unplanned pregnancy, fluff, some language

A/N: Takes place about 2-3 years after Spider-Man: Homecoming


Part Two 


When Tom finally decided to tell the press and his fans about one of the most important people in his life, his girlfriend, he had never felt so much anxiety in his life. He wanted his fans to like her as much as he did and he wanted the press to respect her the way he has. (Y/N) had taken a huge leap when she told Tom about the feelings she had for him and thought she was ready to subject herself to the ridicule of his fans and the rest of the public. After a year of dating secretly, Tom finally pulled her out into the public spotlight to show off the woman he loved. Over the course of a few months the commotion had settled down and both Tom and (Y//N) felt even more comfortable in their relationship with one another.

(Y/N) had been living with Tom since they ousted their relationship and things had become more serious than they could have imagined. He had started to seriously consider proposing to her and had even picked out a ring. He kept the small ring box rolled up in his black and red spider socks just in case the right moment happened to come.

One night, as the couple ate dinner at Tom’s parents’ home, (Y/N) felt a strange sense of uneasiness come over her. For some reason, Nikki’s incredible Shepherd’s Pie, that was (Y/N)’s favorite food, had upset her stomach to the point that she had to hurry off upstairs and hurl into their toilet bowl. Concerned (Y/N) was getting the flu, Tom hurried to get her home, but no other symptoms plagued her the rest of the night. The next morning, when Tom tried to surprise her with bacon and eggs, the same thing happened: the smell caused her stomach to churn and immediately, she started dry heaving over the kitchen sink. Tom hurried over to her side and held her hair as she bent over the sink at her waist.

She groaned in disgust for herself and spit the bile out of her mouth as Tom handed her a glass of water. Immediately, she started to panic. Without explaining anything she stated to Tom that they needed to go to the store immediately. He drove her to the closest drug store and lingered around the cold and flu medications, trying to find something to keep her from throwing up, but she walked past him toward the feminine hygiene aisle. His heart immediately stopped as she grabbed a pink, rectangular box.

“You can go wait in the car,” she stated as she grabbed her wallet from her purse.

“(Y/N),” he sighed, his large brown eyes betraying his fear.

“Please, Tom. I don’t want the rumors to hit the press before we know anything for sure. You’re much more recognized than I am.” He knew she had a point but he hated the seemingly cowardice notion that came from leaving her alone. She quickly checked out, ducked into Tom’s car, and they hurried back to their apartment.

Once inside, she rushed into the bathroom, tore the box open and uncapped the two pregnancy tests: one displaying the typical pink lines and the other digital. When she had finished, she recapped them and left them on the covered lid of the toilet seat. Her heart was pounding and her hands shaking as she exited the bathroom and collapsed into Tom’s arms.

“Do…do you know yet?” she shook her head and showed him the two minute timer she had running on her phone. He pulled her tighter against his chest and kissed the top of her head gently, over and over again, whispering the entire time, “you know I love you more than anything right?” “You’re the most incredible person I’ve ever met, (Y/N). I love you.” “No matter what, I’m going to be beside you.”

The ringing of her alarm sent her heart into a panic. (Y/N) jumped against Tom’s grasp and started to shake. The rest of her life could change in a second and the anxiety that came with it terrified her. “I’m going to look, love,” he said as she slipped out of his arms and onto the bed. Tom slowly made his way into the bathroom and gently lifted the two white sticks from the toilet lid and turned them over. Immediately, he rushed back to the bed and found his lips crashing onto hers. He could feel the fresh tears leave her cheeks and fall onto his but he didn’t care. Tom grabbed (Y/N)’s face and pressed his lips against hers until her shaking worsened. “We’re going to have a baby.”

(Y/N) immediately started sobbing. They were both still fairly young; she wasn’t sure if she was ready to have a child and she knew that a baby would ruin Tom’s career. His fans would think of her as nothing more than a whore he knocked up, his family would ridicule them on not being safe enough during sex, and the public would see their relationship as another one of those Hollywood tabloids about couples having to stay with one another because kids are involved.

“Why are you crying, (Y/N)?” Tom asked her. She hadn’t noticed the beaming smile forming along his face as he placed tiny kisses all of her her face and rubbed his hands along her stomach.

“This is a mistake,” she cried as she got up, trying to run away from her problems but then realizing she was trapped with it for the next nine months.

“What?” Tom exclaimed. “(Y/N), sure this wasn’t planned, but it’s not a mistake!”

“This baby is going to ruin your career!” her voice was rising and she couldn’t control the tears coming from her face.

“This baby is going to make me happier than I’ve ever been before,” he said. Immediately he remembered the ring hidden deep inside his sock drawer and he jumped to retrieve it. I plucked it from its box and hurried back to the woman who was about to give him a family. “I’ve been hiding this from you for seven months now, (Y/N), but I can’t think of a better time to give it to you,” he began.

“No, Tom, please don’t,” she begged, her eyes filled with tears as he fell to his knee.

“Why not?” he asked gently.

“Not like this,” she gasped. “Not when I’m hysterically breaking down. Not because you feel obligated. Not because I’m pregnant.” The pain in Tom’s heart released through his eyes as the woman he loved could think his love was conditional.

“This would have happened if you weren’t sad, it would have happened if you weren’t bringing a little Holland into the world, and it certainly isn’t happening because I feel obligated to be with you,” he stated firmly while taking her hand in his.

“I understand that this isn’t conventional, but I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Please, (Y/N) be my wife.” She couldn’t speak through the tears streaming down her face, both in fear of her situation and in admiration of Tom. She nodded vigorously and Tom slipped a ring onto her finger.

“But what are we going to do?” she worried out loud. Tom refused to let her panic any longer.

“Come here,” he muttered as they walked into the bathroom. He started the warm water and allowed it to fill up the tub as he gently removed (Y/N)’s clothing and then his own. The two lowered into the tub. (Y/N) leaned against his chest between his legs, steam rose in small swirls around them and covered the mirrors. “Do you not want anyone to know?” he asked as he gently scooped the water into his hands and let it flow down her aching muscles.

“I don’t want your dreams to be ruined because of me. I don’t want your fans or your friends to hate me.”

“(Y/N), they will love you because I love you and they want me to be happy.”

“I still don’t think that telling the world we fucked up is the best idea,” she grumbled.

“Well then we won’t tell the world,” he sighed against her neck and rubbed gentle circles on her stomach.

“Who do you want to tell so badly?” she asked him sounding rather agitated.

“My parents, of course,” he said with a smile on his face. “My brothers, Harrison, my grandparents-”

“Let’s just start with your parents and then maybe your brothers and Harrison,” she said in a shaky voice. Tom knew she was terrified. Her body was about to go through a horribly scary transformation and she faced months of agony leading to the longest and most painful hours of her life, all because of a ripped condom, but Tom was terrified and excited. Sure he was young and not ready to be a dad, but the thought of (Y/N) carrying around a piece of him that was growing into another human being made the fear seem like a bad dream he had two days ago rather than the night terror his fiancé seemed to be enduring.

“I know that you don’t want a lot of people knowing, but the press is going to find out eventually,” he muttered against her warm skin.

“I know,” she muttered hopelessly. “But I-I’m scared. You’re such a great actor; I don’t want this to get in the way of it.”

“Well, why don’t we let it slip that we’re engaged and then the press will be waiting for the wedding instead of little Peter’s birthday,” Tom cooed at the mention of the baby.

“Okay, three things,” (Y/N) said before glancing up at Tom, “one, that’s a really great idea, two, what if the baby is a girl, and three, we’re not naming the baby after Peter Parker, especially since it was more than likely conceived when you decided to get kinky in the Spider-Man suit.”

“I’m glad you like my idea,” he said with a smirk, “if it’s a girl, Parker is a pretty name, and had it not been for Spider-Man, I would have never met you.”

The next day, after letting their family members know about their engagement, Tom and (Y/N) went public with their plans to marry. They answered swarms of questions and had exclusive interviews, but when the day was over, they found themselves back in the other’s arms in the comfort of their bed, still bickering over naming the baby after Spider-Man.

After a couple of months passed by and the doctors had a confirmed heartbeat, (Y/N) and Tom decided to bring their news to his parents and brothers. Dom, Nikki, and (Y/N) were sitting around the backyard watching Tom, Harry, Sam, and Paddy teach one another new gymnastics tricks and flips when Tom found the most casual way to slip (Y/N)’s pregnancy into conversation. Dom came back outside with a cooler of beers, handing one to each of his of-age sons, his wife, and his soon to be daughter-in-law. His intentions were to raise a toast to (Y/N) and Tom, but he would so find out that they had more to celebrate than their engagement. As Dom made his rounds passing out beers, he finally reached (Y/N) only to have Tom blurt out the secret that had kept for nearly three months.

“(Y/N) can’t have a beer, Dad! It’s not good for Pete,” Tom called out as he spotted Paddy’s backflip.

“Who’s Pete?” his father asked as Nikki jumped from her chair, rushed toward her oldest son, and flicked the back of his head.

“Thomas Stanley Holland,” she huffed before running back to (Y/N) and hugging her.

“What’s going on?” Dom asked.

“For the last time, Tom,” (Y/N) spoke, “we’re not naming him Peter!”

“Wait,” Harry and Sam called at the same time. “You two have been having sex this whole time?” they gasped in feigned shock.

“Oh God!” Dom finally realized. “(Y/N), you’re pregnant?” She nodded weakly at her future father-in-law as he quickly turned his head toward his eldest son. “And you’re–you’re going to be a dad?”

“Ans it’s a boy?” the twins asked in excitement as they each hugged the girl who had come into their lives so many years ago.

“We don’t know yet for sure,” Tom explained.

“But I really feel like it’s a little boy,” she continued.

“Does this mean I’m going to be an uncle?” Paddy asked as the excitement took over the Holland home.

“Yeah, Pads,” Tom called as his brothers hurried to hug and congratulate him and their new sister. “It means there’s going to be another little Holland around.”


One morning toward the end of her pregnancy, (Y/N) woke up to a text from Nikki and a smile on a sleepy Tom’s face.

“What are you looking at love?” he asked as his hands fell over her stomach. “How did you sleep?” he continued. “Johnny didn’t keep you up, did he?”

“I slept fine,” she said in reply. “John didn’t kick too much, well, at least not last night. Right now is a different story,” she huffed. Tom flipped onto his side and his long fingers slid across her largely extended belly. His eyes lit up and his mouth formed a small ‘o’ as he felt his son move beneath his hand and his fiancé’s skin. “And I was smiling at this picture your mom send me.” (Y/N) turned her phone around and showed him the black and white photograph Nikki had taken of her and Tessa during the surprise maternity shoot they planned for Tom’s birthday.

The largest smile Tom had ever made slid onto his face. “You know, love, I have seen you in a million different lights at all angles and you have never looked more stunning than you do here.” He immediately pulled her closer to him and kissed her a million times over. 

“Seriously, Tom,” she huffed and then chuckled. 

“I am serious, (Y/N). I’ve never seen you more gorgeous than you are like this.”

“Like this?” she scoffed. “Like a fat-fucking whale, secretly knocked up?” Her tone was laughing at her expense, mostly because she had grown comfortable with their situation and found it easier to make fun of themselves.

“You are stunning, exactly like this,” he said to her while kissing her lips and feeling their son roll around in her belly. “Just. Like. This.”

Dark Amber Eyes (Jordan Fisher x Reader)

Word Count: 4705 (FUCK YEAH) Request/Summary: This one wasn’t requested, I just got the idea and couldn’t stop thinking about it. Tis College AU. Warnings: Cussing should be it. (:

A/N-  A special thanks to @hamilton-noodles for proofreading, remember I owe ya one. 

Okay, I know it’s been forever since I’ve posted any writing but hopefully this will bring me back into the swing of things. Also Jordan in glasses. You know it’s my weakness. I had to. Enjoy (:

Tagging- @lionhearte-d


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Like most nights, tonight, sleep was… elusive. You let a short sigh slip from your lips before reaching over and turning on the lamp, shoving your glasses onto your face. You sighed again and slid out of bed, the cuffs of your over-sized pajama pants dragging on the carpet behind you as you shuffled to the door. With a sniffle, you grabbed your favorite mug from the cupboard and wandered out the door.

You turned on the faucet and tucked your mug under the flow until it was sufficiently filled. After sauntering over to the microwave, you reached for the handle, but your hand bumped into another. “Oh.” You spoke quietly, looking up at the young man next to you. This was a community kitchen for your floor but it wasn’t often you found someone here at three AM. He smiled politely, “You can- I’m not-” You told each other simultaneously before you both fell into nervous laughter. Your laughter soon turned into a fit of coughs. “Are you okay?” He asked, bumping the frame of his glasses to push them back up his nose. “Yeah-” You coughed again, “I’m just a little-” Cough. “Sick.” Cough. “I was going to make some tea.” You glanced down at the mug in your hands. “Hot cocoa.” He replied, gesturing to his own mug. You nodded as a few moments of awkward stillness passed by, the endless thrumming emanating from the lights above you becoming increasingly more annoying.

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Leonardo x Reader

Countdown

Prompt: If you have the time, I’d love to see [a soulmate au] for Leonardo! He’s my favorite of the boys.

Note: Omg, I legit freaked out when I got a message from you in my inbox and I like fangirled and omg thank you sooooo much! Raph and Leo are my faves, so I’m very hype to write this omg. I chose to do the soulmate timers instead of the Sharpie thing though, just to shake it up a little bit.

Leonardo didn’t understand why he had a soulmate timer. Donnie said that it was very likely their timers would only lead them to other turtles. Tiny, normal turtles. That was how they were meant to find the ones they were meant to be with. Biologically, anyway. To mutant turtles like Leo and his brothers, it had always seemed kind of pointless.

And yet, when the day came that his timer was supposed to run out, he was still nervous.

Leo was the first of his brothers to have his time run out. The others weren’t due for months, but Leo’s timer was due to strike zero in twelve hours.

“I dunno, bro. I think we should celebrate or something, right?” Mikey asked. “Order a pizza, have April rent a movie or something. We shouldn’t just sit here and let it run out.”

“I read about a dozen articles about soulmates last night. According to the majority of them, when the timer gets closer to running out, you’ll feel a pull and you’ll just have to go follow it. Something will come over you. Or something. I’m not entirely sure.” Donatello read from his notes.

“So basically, I should avoid the pet store. Good to know.” Leo smirked. “Guys, I really don’t care. I’m not upset. I think I accepted a while ago that I was never going to find…someone, you know?”

“Maybe you should follow it. For science, of course.” Donnie pushed his glasses further up his nose. “Then we’ll know if our soulmates are…how do I put this…A worthy investment of time.”

“You mean I should follow it.”

“For science.”

“Thanks, Don. Glad your head’s in the right place.”

***

You stared at the numbers on your wrist on the way home from school. Six hours. Six whole hours before you met your soulmate. Oh God, it was terrifying. You had no idea what to expect. So of course, you were scouring the internet for articles about what to expect. Some people described feeling a pull to where they were supposed to be. Others felt nothing and just wound up in the perfect place at the perfect time.

You were scared shitless.

When you got home, you fixed your hair and make-up, trying to get as ready as possible. You ate some dinner after finishing your homework and tried to make the time pass. So, naturally, you sat out on the fire escape with a book, as you usually did when you read. There was something freeing about sitting outside with your legs dangling as you got lost in other worlds. Maybe getting lost would help you forget about this world. The one where the stress and anticipation was eating you alive.

***

Leo had no idea where he was going. But he felt the pull. With ten minutes left, and his brothers a few blocks behind him, he passed the pet store and kept on running. That was when the stress set in. His soulmate was not a turtle. Oh no. This might be worse than not having a real one at all. Now he had to worry about an actual person. Someone that existed.

Someone that could reject him.

When Donnie had shared his notes with the others, he said that some, not many, but some people rejected their soulmates for various reasons. He thought that maybe the fact that he was a giant mutant turtle would be enough to turn anyone away. But either way, he was scared, and with good reason.

What if he never found you? Or worse. What if he did?

***

It was less than two minutes until your timer would run out when you heard a noise in the alley below. You slipped your bookmark into your book and carefully made your way down the fire escape.

“Hello?” You looked around in the shadows. Maybe this was a bad idea, but nevertheless, you called out again. “Hello?”

There was something there. Someone. A very tall, bulky silhouette. It took a few steps closer, cautiously, but not stepping into the light. Not yet.

“I don’t bite.” You smirked and tilted your head. “You don’t have to be scared.”

“I don’t want you to be scared.” A nervous voice from the darkness.

“I won’t be.” You promised. He chuckled.

“You say that now. I’m not exactly…How do I put this…? I’m not normal.”

“You’re still my soulmate.” You offered a small smile, and you couldn’t see in the dark, but he smiled too, his gorgeous blue eyes searching every inch of you. You offered one of your small, five-fingered hands. “I’m (Y/N).”

He hesitated, but took your hand in his large green one. Your eyes went wide, but it wasn’t in fear or even in disgust. It was just surprise.

“Leonardo.” It was like fireworks. Your skin against his, his voice, his name…It felt so right.

“Come into the light.” Your voice was soft, pleading. You tried to look to where you thought his eyes were. “Please.”

“You won’t like what you see.” He warned. The knot in Leo’s stomach pulled tighter.

“Let me decide that.”

“Okay.” He took a breath and stepped into the light. You looked up at him, tall and green with a shell on his back and the most gorgeous blue eyes you had ever seen. But instead of the rejection Leo had prepared for his entire life, there was something else in your eyes: acceptance.

“Come here,” You raised your arms to hug him, but God, he was tall. When he wrapped his muscular green arms around you, your feet left the ground. He never wanted to let go. “I love you so much and I just met you. Is that crazy?”

“I can think of crazier things.” He chuckled.

“Leo, you all right down there?” Raph called from the top of a building.

“More than all right,” he kissed your cheek before setting you on your feet again. “Come on down, guys.”

Leo’s brothers made their way down to you.

“Well she doesn’t look like a turtle.” Mikey examined you closely.

“Because she’s not, ding-dong.” Raph gave his head a little shove. “Don’t mind him. He’s got pizza for brains.”

“(Y/N), these are my brothers, Raphael, Michelangelo, and Donatello.” Leo pointed to each. You slipped your hand into Leo’s and he gave yours a little squeeze. Hand-holding: one of the many things Leonardo would have to get accustomed to.

“Nice to meet you.” You smiled.

“Dude, your soulmate is the chilliest ever, Leo.” Mikey smiled. “I mean, if she’s fine with all of this…She didn’t even scream or ask if we were aliens or-”

“I grew up in New York.” You shrugged. “There’s not much that fazes me anymore.”

“I guess,” Raph smirked and gave his brother a pat on the shoulder. “Good for you, honor boy.”

“Well, my parents won’t be home for a while. I can order a pizza and we can hang out…or something?” you shrugged. Mikey’s face lit up like a Christmas tree.

“Not us, doofus.” Raph chuckled. “We’ve gotta give the lovebirds some time alone.”

“Dammit…” Mikey whined as Donnie and Raph pulled him away. Leo smiled and shook his head.

“Come on,” you pulled him up the fire escape.

***

“You’re sure you wouldn’t have anyone else as a soulmate?” Leo asked as you were cuddling on the couch a few hours later.

“Positive.” You kissed his snout. “You, Leonardo, are perfect just the way you are.”

His heart just about melted.

“I couldn’t imagine spending the rest of my life with anybody else.”

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Today’s boy: yellow over metal, orange over yellow. He was on a territory where two females were fighting on and off for half an hour! Maybe he’s a two-timer…

He was also covered in flat flies, so either he’s a low-quality male or is so hopped up on testosterone that he doesn’t wash. Either way… Be better, buddy. Be better for your wife– or wives.

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Anon asked: could you do a haechan we got married scenario pls :) similar to the Mark one but you can change the theme if you want

yO I LOVE. MY KIDDO. so much that this turned out longer than i anticipated but whaTever. i also still know next to nothing about wgm so. here you go i hope you enjoy.^^

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Dear Two Timer,

Ang sama ng ugali mo. Ang hayop mo. Ang manhid mo. Bat ka ganyan? Anu nagawa ko sayo para ganito gawin mo sakin? Hindi naman kita pinilit na mahalin ako. Bat ka ganyan. Bakit kailangan mag sikreto. Bakit kailangan mo magsinungaling? Bakit kailangan dalawa kaming mahal mo? O baka naman siya lang talaga yung mahal mo? Bulsyet lang. Nasasaktan din naman ako. Sana naman inisip mo yon. Sana alam mong may masasaktan sa gagawin mo. SANA DI MO NALANG SINABI LAHAT SAKIN YON. SANA DI NALANG KITA NAKILALA. Ang sakit sobra ng ginawa mo. Pinagkatiwalaan kita e. Akala ko totoo lahat. Naniwala ako sa bawat sinasabi mo. PUTANGINA nagaksaya ako ng panahon sayo. PUTANGINA binalewala mo ko. ANG SAMA MO. DI NAMAN KITA KAILANGAN E. MANLOLOKO KA. DI KO KAILANGAN NG TULAD MO. AKALA KO IBA KA SA KANILA. TANGINA. IBANG IBA NGA. SOBRNG IBA. IKAW LANG KASI NANLOKO NG GANYAN SAKEN! Nasasaktan ka din ba? PAKIALAM KO. LINTIK NA YAN. Ako nga di mo man lang naisip na nasasaktan na sa ginagawa mo. SANA NAKIPAGBREAK KA NALANG AGAD. Mas mabuti pa yun e. Mas gusto kong makipaghiwalay ka kase ayaw mo ko masaktan kesa ganun ginawa mo. Grabe lang. Bat ko sinasabi to sayo. Di na naman mababago lahat ng nangyari. Di mo na naman maibabalik tiwala ko sayo. Wala na e. WALANG WALA NA KO TIWALA SA TULAD MONG MANLOLOKO. Magsama kayo. Awa ko naman sa kanya. Hindi alam to. Awa ko din sayo. At kailangan DALAWA pa kami. Di ka kasi marunong MAKUNTENTO. Kulang pa ba pagmamahal ko? Oh miski pagmamahal nalang niya? TANGINA. Sana namili ka na agad. Pakialam ko kung may masaktan at takot ka. NAPAKAMAKASARILI MO. Tandaan mo sana lahat ng kasalanan mo. Lahat yan pagbabayaran ng KARMA sayo. Nagmamahal, Yung niloko mo.

against the clock

More Kaider. Soulmate AU this time. It wasn’t supposed to get this long…

Rating: T
Genre: Romance and Friendship
Characters: [Kai and Cinder], Iko, Scarlet
Words: 9,033

Soulmate timers have been helping connect people who belong together for all time and still, Cinder gets the guy who can’t even figure out it’s her. kaider / soulmate au / modern au

FFN | AO3

“Cinder! My timer jumped!” Iko squealed, jumping on Cinder’s bed, her knees crashing atop Cinder’s torso and jerking her awake.

Cinder groaned and blindly shoved Iko away. Her friend let out an undignified screech and Cinder knew she had succeeded in pushing Iko off the bed. She grabbed the edge of her blanket and pulled it up towards her face, intent on hiding beneath it. Just as the soft fabric had grazed her face, it was ripped away and Cinder was forced to finally look at Iko, who was standing above the bed with her hands planted firmly on her hips.

“Iko, let me sleep,” Cinder muttered and rolled away towards the wall.

“It’s close to six days now!!” Iko said excitedly. “I went from like nine weeks to six days overnight! That has to mean something, doesn’t it?”

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Fighting with an iron fist (Part Three)

Note: Swearing, kidnapping, Bucky being a protective ex-boyfriendish lolf

Words: 1365 (O^O Well frick)

Originally posted by joseph-castellanos

It had been about three almost four weeks since you had broken up with Bucky, you thought you’d be happy, but you wasn’t. Your heart ached every time you two went onto a mission together, or even in a room during a meeting. You made good on your word and moved into a small apartment just a block or two down from the tower in case they needed you quickly. You and Dawnte talked a lot more, and even had coffee together to just chat together. He made the break up easier, because he was really sweet to you and you started to grow fond of his presents. He had a gorgeous smile and if you didn’t know any better you’d probably say you have a slight crush on the man who always knew what to say to you.

His voice was soothing, and his tongue was silver due to the way it made you feel whenever he praised you for no reason. You couldn’t help, but smile at him when he laughed, because it sounded like heaven. Still you couldn’t fully commit and say that you liked him, because there was a spark in your chest that held its place for Bucky. You hated yourself for still having feelings for the two-timer, but you wanted to believe his words of it all being a mistake. You let out a sigh running your fingers through your hair before you started the water in order to take a shower. You had just got home from a mission and you felt grungy as you slowly stripped yourself of your clothes throwing them into the hamper in the bathroom.

You were about to step into the shower before your phone rang as you looked down seeing Dawnte’s number as you picked it up. “Hello?” You asked before feeling the warm water making you sigh gently at the relief coursing through you. “(Y/N)? Hey, I know you just got back from your business trip, but I was wondering if you’d like to go out to dinner.” He said making you bit your lip gently as you leaned against the door. “Yeah, I’d love to.” You said smiling as he chuckles. “Awesome, alright uh.. I’ll pick you up at around eight?” He asked as you nod. “Yeah, that’s fine. See you then.” You said before hanging up as you hold the phone to your chest giggling softly. You set it down turning on music before jumping in to get ready for your date.

Getting out you started to dry your hair when you heard something coming from your kitchen as your eyes widened. You quickly got dressed before heading out with a metal bat ready to swing when you saw a shadow standing by your door. You growled before taking a Babe Ruth swing when metal clashed with metal making your hands tingle. Your eyes widened when you flipped on the light to see Bucky standing there looking down at the small dent on his arm. “WHAT THE HELL BUCKY!!” You screamed as he looked at you finally. “I came to check on you.” He said like it was a normal everyday thing as your eye twitched. “Seriously? Are you frickin’ kidding me right now?” You snapped when he frowned looking at you dress.

“Are you going out?” He asked as you crossed your arms over your chest. “Yes Bucky, I am.” You huffed. “You rudely interrupted me while I was getting ready.” You said looking at him as he shook his head. “You aren’t wearing that.” He said as you scoffed. “Excuse me? Since when were you my father?” You demanded as he looked back into your eyes. “You aren’t going out parading yourself like that.” He said gesturing to your short navy blue laced dress as you growled. “Well, I am going to, because you aren’t my father, nor my boyfriend.” You countered before gasping as he took your hands when he pinned them to the wall with his metal hand. Your body shuddered on its own as he leans down to your level looking at you making you bit your lip.

“I. Said. No.” He said in a dark voice that made you want to kiss him, but you immediately swallowed down that thought. Your tongue was hot and ready to spit fire right at him as you growled angrily. “I don’t care what you said.” You sneered back before his lips found their way onto your neck making you jolt forward. “James.” You whispered his name like a prayer. “You still love me, like I still love you.” He said kissing up to your ear as you looked into his eyes seeing them soften. You were about to say yes, and force his shirt open and let him devour you into nothing when you pushed him back. His hand had loosened as you pushed on his chest when his flesh hand was placed onto your wrist when he kissed it gently.

“I need to get ready for my date.” You said looking to the ground as he grits his teeth. “I won’t stop. I’ll come back.” Bucky said softly before he turned around walking out of the apartment as you looked to the small hole in the wall from his fist. You sighed before closing the door noticing he had picked it when you shut it and locked it. You turned around walking back to your bedroom before opening your closet and picked a less revealing dress. It wasn’t because of Bucky’s words telling you that he didn’t want you to wear it, it’s just suddenly you didn’t feel like wearing the dress. You did your hair up and make up before looking around the apartment when there was a knock at the door as you stood up walking over to it.

You opened it smiling to Dawnte who frowned noticing your demeanor almost immediately as he tilted his head. “Are you alright?” He asked offering his hand as you nod. “Yeah, I’m okay.” You smile softly when he nods. “You look positively beautiful.” He said as you take his hand before he helps you down the steps and into his car. You got in smiling as he started the car before pulling out when you looked out the window sighing. “Are you sure you’re okay?” He asked softly glancing over to you. “Yeah, I just–I got a lot on my mind.” You said softly picking at your long red dress. “Dawnte… I… I can’t  do this.” You whispered before it felt like you were suffocating as he pulled off of the road immediately.

“Do you want to go home?” He asked softly as you nod when tears formed in your eyes. “I thought I was ready to move on, but he plagues my thoughts.” You spoke aloud when he sighs. “Your ex?” He asked when you looked down to your hands clasped together as tears dripped down onto them. He gently placed a hand over yours when you looked to him as a smile stretched across his face. “Hey, hey it’s okay.” He said as you smiled softly. “I’ll take you home, don’t worry about it okay? It was a long shot in asking you, and it was the best date I’ve had so far.” He chuckles as you giggle softly wiping your eyes so you didn’t smudge your make up. “Thanks Dawnte, you can always make me laugh.” You said softly.

“That’s what I’m best at.” He smiles before running his fingers through your hair to move them from in front of your face when you looked to him. His smile looked off as you swallow when his hand came up caressing your cheek making you shiver from how freezing cold it was. “D-Dawnte?” You questioned softly when his eyes turned red making your own widened in shock. His form shifted to reveal Loki as you gasped before his hand came up covering your mouth so you couldn’t scream. Your vision blurred as he chuckled darkly leaning down to your ear. “Darling, you should never trust a stranger.” He whispered before you blacked out completely from whatever he had put into the air…

Author’s Note: Probably gonna be two more chapters, and smut is gonna happen *Gets holy water* Yeah, I’m good. *Grins*

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