ugh i am out of practice

|| more than that ||

I’m now gonna make you readers thirst for s/gar d/ddy peter parker. 👅

and just for clarification, both peter and the reader are 24 years old.

tags: @suerayamz

warnings: the concept of having a s/gar d/ddy, smut

**please don’t repost/plagiarize this story.


Despite all of his well deserved success, Peter Parker swore to never let it get to his head. Remaining true to his promise to Aunt May, he never once changed his personality or outlook on life.

Even now, when he was as rich as his former mentor Tony Stark, Peter made sure that he was still the same old nerd he always had been.

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Wrapped Around; pt. 2.5

Jimin x Reader x Tae // College!AU // 3990 words

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

Summary: Freshman year was a mess and sophomore year doesn’t seem to be looking too good either. You know boys like them are no good for you but maybe they’re just your kind of type

Genre: Fluff, Smut

A/N: wow I’m so bad at updating, I’m so sorry ahahah. This is a small portion bc I needed to split up what I’ve already written and I’m not sure when I’ll finish the actual part 3 bc I have mid-terms next week! I feel super bad for making y’all wait so… this is roughly (4000/11000 words i’ve written). It ain’t much but ya know don’t hate me pls haha.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3


You run your hands up and down your neck in horror as you see matching dark marks on your neck. What are these? Who did this? Just what the fuck happened last night? Did fucking Jimin— Son of a bitch.

You run to your door, pulling it open hurriedly just so you can catch him but Jimin had made a quick escape.

You slam the door shut, searching instead for your phone. You call him once, twice and he doesn’t pick up… which is odd since he’s practically glued to his phone like all the time. You let out an annoyed groan and settled on texting him instead, fingers furiously tapping at the screen as you typed out your message.

[1:09] You: Jimin what the fuck happened last night?

[1:09] You: how am I even going to hide these marks?

[1:09] You: why couldn’t you just keep your nasty mouth to yourself?

[1:10] You: answer me asshole

[1:10] You: I know you’re reading these

[1:10] You: you’re on your damn phone all the time when we’re doing the quizzes

You wait 5, 10, 15 minutes and there’s still no reply. You go to the bathroom for a quick shower and run to your phone immediately after getting dressed and still no reply. You examine the marks once again and you rest your head on the wall, grumbling at yourself for having too much alcohol the night before.

Even with a scarf, you couldn’t cover the marks that ran all the way to your jawline. You apply a generous amount of foundation and concealer, hoping to hide the petals of blue and purple but you could still see a hint of colour even after slathering on what seems like almost half the bottle of foundation onto your neck. Frustrated, you simply shove the last of your belongings into your bag and make your way to the library.

The throbbing headache you had made it very difficult for you to concentrate on the books you had in front of you. Despite sleeping till 1 pm, you still felt exhausted and you promise yourself to never have that much alcohol again. You sigh, this was starting to sound like what you used to tell yourself every week last semester.

After finishing the last section of your lab report, you allow yourself to take a quick 20-minute nap because honestly you could barely keep your eyes open anyway. You check your phone again, you’re still waiting on Jimin’s reply but your lock screen still comes up blank. Placing your phone to the side, you sink down comfortably into your chair and rest your head on your arms. You will your mind to remember the events of last night but the moment you shut your eyes, you simply drift to sleep.

Your night comes back to you in the form of tiny flashes, simple snippets, each one making you regret the night more and more. The short flashbacks are not in order and it isn’t enough for you to build a coherent timeline of what was your exciting Friday night but they were truly enough to make you feel like flinging yourself across the room.

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I MISS MY TABLET but I couldn’t not doodle this when it came to mind, apologies for the slightly blurry quality 3

Remembered reading he is one to train, though idk if he’s ticklish, I doubt anyone has the guts to try it out like 99% of the time. Either way: Trust no one not even your gf who is helping you train weights, especially that actually.

Angelo belongs to @cafe-cardamari | @tamarinfrog

Orca belongs to @splatdash


Oui (Lafayette x Reader)

Word Count: 1561 (ugh, short. I know.) Request/Summary: This one wasn’t requested either (I should probably get to those), but it’s a teacher AU set on valentines day. They’re both middle school teachers, reader is a language arts teacher and Lafayette is the french teacher, and John is one of the counselors. (: Warnings: None I believe (:

A/N- Yet again, I was assisted with french by my lovely friend (who am I kidding, we’re practically married at this point) @whatdimissmotherfuckers. Thanks much mon choupinette. Finally got my valentines fic out! I hope you guys like it <3 Feedback is always appreciated. 

Things Mademoiselle L/N Loves.” You nearly dropped the stack of manilla folders in your arms at the sight of the large heart diagram scrawled across the dry erase board that spanned the wall. You stepped closer to the drawing and examined the slanted cursive writing scattered amongst the inside of the hastily drawn heart shape : “Writing.” You beamed at the word and turned your eyes to the next few, “Rainy Days. Good Books. Musicals.  Gilmore Girls. Good Hair Days.  Happy Students. French Teachers. Kitte-” Wait. You let a small smile turn the corners or your mouth up at the sight of it. You did have a bit of a “thing” for one particular french teacher. Your smile grew into a grin and remained on your face as you walked over to your desk, setting down the folders and placing your messenger bag on the floor.  Surrounding you now, were several, mostly red colored, balloons and an insurmountable amount of glitter thrown across your desk. “Too much, Gilbert.” You giggled as your gaze caught on a large box of chocolates on your desk, something french that you couldn’t understand was printed on the top in fancy lettering. You lifted the lid and surveyed the assorted chocolates inside. Immediately, the smell of them wafted to your nose and you couldn’t help picking one up and popping it in your mouth. With a glance at the clock you suppressed a groan and picked up your laptop to head to your meeting.

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anonymous asked:

hc's for the paladins most memorable/passionate kiss with their s/o? when did it happen? why did it happen? how was it? how did it feel??? i must know!!! (i super love love LOVE your writing btw)

Ugh this question is an attempt on my life I swear. But thank you none the less! I am but your guys humble servant~


-It happened at night, out on a balcony with a million stars shining over head

-He had bought tickets to a swanky gala, wanting to take s/o on a romantic night out complete with dancing and getting all gussied up

-They were the best looking couple there, they had a real cinderella moment with all eyes on them as they practically floated along the dance floor

-They step outside for a breather and they are standing so close and he can count all of their eyelashes and see the moon reflected in their eyes and hes breathless and the only thing he can say is “I love you”

-Its the first time he has said it and s/o is glowing and Shiro is tingling all over and he just goes in for the kiss without another thought and its all perfect


-He didn’t even know it was going to happen, it was a spontaneous wonderful moment fueled by adrenaline 

-Keith had been training with s/o, they had been begging him for the longest time but he was hesitant cause he didn’t want them to throw themselves into battle but well maybe it was better if they were able to protect themselves

-It was a long road to getting them to his standards, a lot of sweat, tears and bruises. The ultimate goal for s/o was to be able to take him down just once

-Then one day, ONE DAY, all those hours of frustration come to a boiling point and its like the heavens opened up and they saw an opening in his stance. They didn’t think twice as they took the chance and Keith suddenly found himself flat on his back

-At first s/o thinks that he is going to be angry or at the very least come back twice at hard but instead they find him laughing. Hes grinning and before they can begin to question his sanity he pulls them in for a kiss. Its short but sweet and filled with this admiration that can’t be described in any words


-She isn’t one for casual pda so her most memorable kiss was definetly her first kiss

-She had been trying to avoid thinking about it the entire night, she had been the one to suggest going out on a real proper date and she knew that a kiss was almost inevitable but it still made her nervous

-To try and combat these nerves she tried to plan a night full of activities, a whole tour of interesting sights on a nearby planet. They actually had a lot of fun acting like completely unapologetic tourists and for awhile Pidge was able to relax

-It was so much different spending time with s/o one on one that Pidge finally actually felt like this was a real relationship and it made her chest feel tight but in a good way and she couldn’t stop smiling

-Just as the last of the suns were going down and they were enjoying food they could actually stomach on the roof of the tallest building watching all the colors melt into each other she finally did it. She leaned in and kissed s/o

-It was soft and not super involved, nothing more than a crashing of lips against each other for a few seconds but it was what really stands out in each of their minds as the moment they became a real couple


-He can probably remember each and every kiss hes had with s/o cause this boy is secretly a huge sweetheart. He is also very cheesey and has an anniversary for every small accomplishment in their relationship

-Except being a doofus he forgets his biggest anniversary, the one where they actually started dating. So he thinks that s/o is just being cute and romantic with the blanket fort and movie night. Completely oblivious to what significance this date has

-Then as s/o is stroking his hair and feeding him popcorn, making him feel pampered and loved, they ask him if this has been a good one year anniversary date and he is FREAKING OUT because how could he FORGET hes a terrible BOYFRIEND 

-He starts to promise them the entire god damn world in order to apologize. He offers to arrange the stars to spell out their names in the sky together and shut up he has a magic mechanical lion he totally can s/o just give him a chance

-S/o is just laughing so hard and its contagious and Lance realizes just how ridiculous he is actually sounding. He laughs with them and they are both in tears and cuddling and then he doesn’t realize it but they are suddenly kissing and s/o is just so warm and happy with him that it amazes him. He wants to make sure to make them this happy forever


-He totally planned the perfect night, he wanted to do something special for s/o and wanted to make it super rememorable for both of them. Not for any special occasion but just because he thought that they deserved to be swept off their feet

-And it certainly was a night to remember but mostly because everything he tried to do just ended up in total disaster. A real infamous day for the history books of their relationship
-He burned the dinner, the fancy jewelry he meant to place on the dessert plate actually got baked into the cake which ended up on his plate and made him break a tooth, he grabbed the wrong candles meaning the nice vanilla scented ones were instead Pidge’s prank candles that acted as screaming sparklers that couldnt be put out and his nice clothes got shrunk in the washer so he was left trying to squeeze in a shirt two sizes too small

-Hes so embarrassed and sulking, he just wanted this one night to be perfect and he thought he was romantic but it turns out hes nothing but a screw up. He is hiding in the kitchen, spread out on the floor and looking up at the ceiling wondering how he ever thought he could pull this off

-S/o joins him on the floor with a pint of ice cream, massaging his head and trying to talk him out of this because they still managed to have fun and the thought it what counts ect ect but Hunk is being stubborn and while he accepts the ice cream still wishes he had managed to make things special

-It is then that s/o informs him that any moment that they get to spend with him is so much more special that he could ever know. The sunshine boy is flustered and hearts are floating around his head and he can’t stop himself from pulling s/o on top of him and kissing them cause those words meant more to him than they would ever know  

Bertie Bott’s Beans (Soulmate AU)


yay i love soulmate au’s okay

Imagine craving something that you don’t even like to eat. Suddenly you’re dying for a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, even though you’re allergic to peanut butter. Or that you’ve never had chicken teriyaki but you want to eat it immediately. This is what it likes to have a soulmate-well not exactly. Everyone in the world is assigned a soulmate and the only way your connected to them is in the most cheesiest and dreadful way: you crave what they are currently eating. No matter what it is or how gross or delightful, you need to have it. 

It’s very hard to pinpoint who your soulmate may be. Besides the fact that it could literally be anyone, sitting at the Gryffindor table at Hogwarts where hundreds of students are eating the exact same thing, doesn’t make it any easier to pick out people. 

“Ugh James don’t hog the potatoes, they look so good!” You exclaimed as you reached over the table where James practically took captive the mashed potatoes. You gladly scooped some on your plate and ate it, keeping up conversations with you best friends.

“Hey (Y/N), what day should we go for our HoneyDukes Tradition?” Marlene said.

“What’s that?” Sirius practically yelled over the table with his mouth full of food. You gave him a disgusted look and than chuckled.

“I feel like you guys ask us this every year. Ever since our first year, the day before all of us leave for the summer, we go to Honeydukes and stash up on candy and just reminisce on the school year.” You explained while cutting up your steak. 

“Can we join?” James asked hopefully as the three other boys looked at you hopefully.

“Yeah ha-ha, in your dreams Potter.” Lily responded while she rolled her eyes with a smirk on her face. 

“Yeah sure, why not.” You responded. You heard a shrill like “What?” coming from the redhead next to you. “Oh come on! They’re our best friends, we should include them.”

You leaned closer over to her and whispered only so she could hear, “Plus, maybe they’ll pay for our candy.” Lily straightened herself out and looked at the boys.

“Yeah sure, you guys can tag along.” The four 5th year boys cheered and continued on with their dinner. 

(two days later)

“You know, I never realize how much I hate packing until the end of the year when I just want to throw everything into my suitcase and be done.” Alice exclaimed, sending a light kick to her suitcase. 

“The quicker you get it done, the earlier we can go to HoneyDukes before we run into the whole school there and fight for Fizzing Whizzbees or who should get the last Chocolate Wand.” You said. You had finished packing about twenty minutes ago and was looking through photos that were taken throughout the school year. 

“You know what, I don’t even care- I’ll worry about this tomorrow.” Alice said, throwing her last few shirts and pants onto her bed and turned to her friends. 

“I’m telling you Remus, you shouldn’t eat that!” Lily exclaimed.

“Yeah yeah.” Remus waved her off and ate two Peppermint Toads. “I’ve never even heard of these anyway- what are they supposed to do?” 

“Hop around in your stomach.” James snickered as he pulled apart his Licorice Wand. Remus’ face dropped.

“You’re kidding.” He stated. “Oh my god I feel it. Is this what it’s like the feel a baby kicking?” 

“How would we know? We’re fifteen.” Marlene commented. Remus began to rub his stomach to put a stop to the ruckus. 

“Let’s do this!” Peter said as he pulled a box of Bertie Bott’s Every Flavor Beans and placed them in the center of the circle. Noises of disgust or excitement erupted from the group. “One of us asks a question to someone else and if they get it wrong, they have to eat a bean.” 

“Who’s up first?” Sirius announced. Nothing but the relaxing sound of waves coming from the lake behind them was all they heard. “Fine I will. Lily, what’s Remus’ middle name?”

“Easy. Jack.” Lily answered with confidence.

“Lily!” Remus exclaimed with his eyebrows furrowed. “It’s John.” Lily’s mouth dropped widely. Peter giggled and threw a jelly bean her way. 

“I can’t believe I have to eat this.” Lily muttered with a repulsed look on her face.

“I can’t believe you don’t know my middle name.” Remus said with a light chuckle. Lily popped the bean in her mouth and everyone awaited her reaction.

 “Cherry.” Lily announced with a small smile on her face while everyone groaned. “Okay next. James, what did McGonagall say to Peter on our first day of school in our first year?” 

Everyone erupted in laughter besides James. “What the bloody-hell? How am I supposed to know?” 

Peter threw him a jelly bean as James groaned and popped it in his mouth.

“Ugh, when is dinner? I could really go for some roast beef.” You said. James jaw dropped slightly. 

“What flavor is it James?” Sirius asked, practically jumping out of his seat because of his reaction. 

“Roast beef.” James answered, looking right at you. You suddenly felt your heart flutter in your chest and your cheeks felt hot.

“Holy shit.” Marlene and Lily muttered in unison. 

“So does that mean-?” Peter asked.

“Yeah… they’re soulmates.” Remus answered, flabbergasted. 

“Maybe this would be a good time to get back to the castle…?” Alice inquired. Everyone nodded and got up. You, although, felt a hand pull you back slightly and were met with non other than James Potter.

“Can I have a minute?” He asked hopefully. You nodded with a small smile and walked behind him towards the shore of the lake. “So I guess- well like- ugh how do I put this?”

To put a stop to his nonsense talk you kissed him and brought your hands up to his face, cupping his cheeks lightly. “That’s much better than what I was going to say.” He said, his cheeks turning red. 

You chuckled and tucked a piece of hair behind your ear. “It’s too bad that we found out about this today and we leave tomorrow. But we can definitely make sure we meet up this summer before school starts up again.” 

“Yeah, I’d like that a lot.” He responded, smiling. You both began walking towards the castle, seeing your friends a far distance up ahead. As you two walked, your hands brushed against each other every now and than until he intertwined your hands. Finally the searching was done. 

this wasn’t exactly how i imagined i would write this but I’m kinda proud of it and i hope it wasn’t too much nonsense before i go to the point but i hope you like it!! xxxxxxx

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Originally posted by bangtan-got7-boys

“You can try to forget what happened, but you can never forget what you felt.”

Summary: Seeing you that night was just a careless mistake. It was just another party and another one night stand… But why was it so hard to get rid of you… Why did you have to be around? Why couldn’t I seem to let you go? Was this fate… or just a coincidence?

“What’s the matter? Afraid of a little temptation?”

Previous Parts:

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5 // Part 6 // Part 7 // 

Part 8 is finally here~ 



The rest of the boys eventually seemed okay with it however I could feel eyes glued to me and I looked at Mark and he doesn’t show any type of face expression, instead he just stares right at me. Jaebum leaves the room and then I couldn’t help but to question Mark right away.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” I blurted out and that’s when I caught all of the boys attention this time.

“Because.. I know you like Y/N.”

Wait they bought it? But weren’t they questioning me before? I was about to speak up but I got caught off when the boys looked all at one direction and see Jaebum standing there.


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Breaking... Ch.9

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

A/N: I AM SO DAMN EXCITED FOR THIS YOU HAVE NO IDEA! I’ve been anticipating this chapter ever since I started writing this and I’m excited for you all to read it! I hope you enjoy!

Wordcount: 4000 (mmm I love that solid number!)

Warnings: Cursing, sob, fluff, info drops, slavery is horrible but it is brought up here sorry 

Tags!!: @iamnotthrowingawaymyshit @renae-writes @literally-melonkitty @deltablue202 @meunicorn @favouritefighting-frenchman @demi-godamit @gum-and-chips @sweaterkitty-fluff @pinkyiger7

Breaking Stereotypes

Dear possible journal,

             November is far too quickly coming to an end. Rachel told me after we heard the news that we would be staying here at the estate to keep everything in order. I can tell you with full confidence that all the kids have been complaining about it to Alex and Eliza. I told them that they would be fine, they were fine before I showed up after all but they just get annoyed every time I point that out. Philly by far has been the worst perpetrator in that sense. “But who’s going to make tea for us?” They have maids at the Schuyler estate too Philip, stop making excuses! I do have to admit, it’s going to be odd not waking up at the crack of dawn to get everyone dressed and fed. Or to help the kids with their work and reading them stories when they can’t sleep. It’s just strange how used to life here I’ve become. I will admit, I’m not excited for their departure, Rachel is wonderful but I don’t think I can last being by myself for that long with nothing to do. Rachel has actually been acting rather strange recently, she seems distracted. She’s been like this for a month now I think, I asked he what was wrong but she just responded with “Simply worried about the trip.” I don’t believe her. She gave me my own head cloth to keep my hair out of my face while I’m working. Honestly she probably only gave it to me as a bribe to stop asking questions. I know your tricks Rachel; you can’t fool me! Actually, I’m pretty sure I left it in her room when I checked up on her yesterday. She said she was having trouble writing so I suggested she take a break. You usually find the right words when you least expect it. Anyways, I should probably go get that cloth, I think it looks surprisingly good on me for something that actually has a functional purpose. Until next time, random sheet of paper that I stole from Alex.

P.S. I swear every time I get done writing my hand starts to cramp, does this happen to everyone?

             You set your writing materials off to the side and jumped out of your seat. Perks to living next door to your coworker/friend! You went over and knocked on Rachel’s door. She’s usually taking her break right about now. No response, you called out.

“Rachel? You in there?” You turned the knob to peek inside, making sure she wasn’t just not paying attention. No one was inside but you could tell she was just there not too long ago. Eh, I can just grab my head band thing and go, no big deal. I left it on the window sill I think?  You stepped inside, walked over to the window and grabbed your cloth, you had to lean over the desk to get it but you got it nonetheless. Something on the desk caught your eye. A ring? It was a simple band, made of some kind of silvery metal, you couldn’t tell what. It was thin and clean, pretty in an understated kind of way. You picked it up and held it in the palm of your hand. There was paper and ink still laid out on the desk, she must’ve been writing recently. You couldn’t help yourself when your eyes caught the few words etched into the paper.

My love, though distance separates us, my mind finds you easily.

My love? Who is she writing to? You heard a sound behind you.

“Y/N! What are you doing in my room? You cannot go into someone’s chamber without permission!” Fuck. You quickly turned to find an obviously enraged Rachel standing in the doorway.

“I, um, nothing?” Seriously! That’s my best answer! Rachel was clearly not buying your charade. She walked over to the desk and took a seat, not even looking at you she figured out what you were holding.

“Put it down.” You complied and dropped it down onto the flat top of the desk. It hit the surface with a small ding and rolled on its side, making a ringing noise.

“It’s very pretty, where did you get it?” You asked as she picked up her quill, dipped it into a small ink jar and began to scratch letters into the page.

“Inheritance.” She said absentmindedly. Inheritance?

“Wait, inheritance? What do you mean?” She lifted her head up in realization.

“Oh, I’ve never told you before have I?” No! You certainly have not!

“Told me what exactly?” You sat down on her bed.

“The only people who know about this are Mr. and Mrs. Hamilton, but you’re my friend and I trust you…” She took a deep breath. “My full name is Rachel Marie Sky, I’m sure you can tell from the name but I’m a bastard.” A bastard? “My mother, she was a prostitute and she met my wealthy father, fell in love with him but he was already married. I was born out of wedlock and my mother died while giving birth to me. When my father found out about her death and my existence he took me in but since I’m not a product of his marriage I became part of the staff as soon as I could walk. When he died, all I was given was this ring. I’m honestly lucky to have gotten anything, his wife certainly did not know I received this. It was supposed to be a gift to my mother but it was bestowed to me instead. That’s actually how I ended up with the Hamilton’s as well. The families knew each other and once they heard my story they allowed me to stay.” Her expression changed, the whole time she was talking she was practically straight faced but once she brought up Alex and Eliza she seemed troubled.

“What’s wrong? You don’t seem too happy…”

“It’s not that I am not happy, I’m just…conflicted.” She looked down at her page.

“Who’s that for by the way? Sorry, but I read the first line…” Her eyes practically popped out of her head.

“You read it? Y/N Taylor! Ladies do not read others documents without asking!” Ugh! I know Rachel! I am not good at this lady business!

“I’m sorry! I legitimately didn’t do it on purpose! I promise! Who is this person you’re writing to?” I need all of the information! She looked downcast.

“His name is Cato… We met several years ago and we’ve written to each other ever since.” Aww! That’s so cute! I ship it! “But…it’s complicated! It wouldn’t work out…”

“What? Why? You obviously care about him! I mean you called him your love for Pete’s sake!” You argued, she held her head in her hands.

“I do love him! I’ve loved him for years! But… he’s a slave.” Oh…oh no…

“Oh Rachel… I’m so sorry, I didn’t know…” She picked her head up and shook it furiously.

“No, no, no, no! You misunderstand! He is only considered a slave by law, although that isn’t great, he is not treated as one! His ‘master’ considers him a friend, in fact the only reason he is considered a slave is for protection. The man is very kind but he’s smart, he understands that slavery will not be abolished for quite some time. So he ‘bought’ Cato, that way no one else would be able to mistreat him. They are very close, so close that the idea of being slave and master don’t register. I’m happy that he is as close to freedom as he can be…” I suppose that’s honorable in a way. It’s horrible that slavery exists in this world but the fact that someone was willing to let someone be free when that decision can’t be properly given to them is incredible. That shit can’t be said about Jefferson! Still… this has got to be difficult for both of them to figure out.

“But wait, why is this effecting you so suddenly?” If she’s loved him for years, why now of all times? You heard a voice echo from down the hall.

“TT! Rachel! Come on! We have a surprise!” Angie? Rachel put down her quill, stood up and brushed off her skirt. You followed her out the door. The two of you walked down the halls, you heard people talking in the main room. You turned the corner and saw Alex and all of the children. The younger ones were jumping excitedly and Angie was running up to a woman talking to Eliza. She had a bright smile, dark skin, her long curls were pulled back into a neat ponytail and her dress was as big as Eliza’s except it was pink. Angie hugged the woman tightly. “I knew it! I knew Mama would invite you Aunt Angelica!” Aunt Angelica? Wait! ANGELICA SCHUYLER CHURCH!

“Hello Darling! It’s wonderful to see you again!” She patted Angie on the head and looked over at Alex. “It’s nice to see you too Alexander.” She said dryly. Ooooh, I can feel the sting from over here… Alex looked away, obviously a bit hurt by the comment but no one else seemed to notice. The other children were bouncing excitedly while Philip shook his heads in distain.

“Do not misunderstand me when I say this Auntie but I can only handle one of you at a time. Angie, I love you. But one Angelica at a time is ideal!” Philip joked, Angie crossed her arms.

“Hmph, your loss then Philly because me and Auntie are going to be together all winter! You will just have to learn to deal with it!” She shot back. Rachel finally made your presences known.

“Hello Lady Angelica, it is wonderful to see you again. Shall I take in your things?”

“Oh yes, thank you very much Rachel.” Angelica replied. Rachel went out the front door to grab the luggage in the carriage sitting outside. Eliza jumped up slightly.

“William! It’s time for his feeding, I shall be back soon. Children, I know you are very excited to see your Aunt but please do make sure not to bother her.” She made her way up the stairs, presumably to the nursery. The fact that she can just gauge that stuff is scary yet also awesome! Philip smiled at you and gestured for you to join the group, you were certainly not opposed to this and were swiftly standing in front of Angelica.

“Hello, Mrs. Church! My name is Y/N Taylor; it is a pleasure to meet you!” This is by far the coolest! She smiled back at you.

“Ah, so this is the girl my sister has been telling me about.” Why did she look at Philip when she said that? Angie grabbed Philip and AJ’s arms and began to pull them towards the stairs.

“Alright boys! I have a lot of packing to do and all of you are going to help me! That means you too James and John!”

“But I do not wish to help you pack!” Philip groaned. Angie looked over at you.

“TT, should Philip and the boys help me pack?” She asked.

“Philip, AJ, Jamie, Johnny, go help your sister finish packing. Or at least get most of it done!” All of them collectively sighed as response to your demand.

“Thank you TT!” Angie said before dragging the boys upstairs. Angelica cleared her throat and looked over at Alex.

“Alexander, I would like to speak with you for a moment if you don’t mind.” Alex seemed surprised by the request but quickly brushed it off.

“Of course, please allow me to show you to my study.” And so the two left you in the main room as they disappeared down the hall. Wonder what that was about… The door opened and Rachel came rushing through, carrying two bags with her and closing the door with her heel.

“It’s getting quite chilly! We’ll have a lot of snow these coming months I can assure you that!” Oh no, curse you New York weather!

“Do you need some help with the bags?” You asked.

“No but if you could ask Mr. Hamilton if I need to prepare any more room I would greatly appreciate it.” She made her way to the steps, carrying the luggage with ease.

“Okay, I’ll be back in a second!” You turned around and started down the hallway, taking your head cloth, laying it on top of your head and tying the ends underneath your hair as you walked. You approached the study door and just as you were about the knock you heard a voice.

“You have invented a new kind of stupid, a damage you may never undo kind of stupid, an open all the cages in the zoo kind of stupid. Truly, you didn’t think this through kind of stupid!” It was Angelica. “Let’s review. You took a rumor, a few, maybe two people knew and refuted it by sharing an affair of which no one has accused you! I begged you to take a break, you refused to! So scared of what your enemies will do to you, you’re the only enemy you ever seem to lose to! You know why Jefferson can do what he wants? He doesn’t dignify schoolyard taunts with a response! So yes, congratulations!” She sounds pissed!

“Angelica wai-“

“You’ve redefined your legacy, congratulations!”

“It was an act of political sacrifice!” Alex exclaimed.

“Sacrifice? I languished in a loveless marriage in London, I lived only to read your letters. I look at you and think ‘God, what have we done with our lives and what did it get us?’ That doesn’t wipe the tears of the years away. But I’m back in the city and I’m here to stay and you know what I’m here to do?”


“I’m not here for you!”

“I didn’t expect for you to be… You know your sister like you know your own mind. I will never find anyone as trusting or as kind.” Alex…

“A million years ago she said to me ‘This one’s mine’ So I stood by, do you know why? I love my sister more than anything in this life! I will choose her happiness over mine every time!”

“Eliza… Is the best thing in my life.”

“So never lose sight of the fact that you have been blessed with the best wife!”

“For the rest of my life, every sacrifice I make is for your sister. I’ll give the best life, no exaggerations.” Alex finished.

“Good, I’m glad we settled this matter.” You heard footsteps coming towards you, or more specifically towards the door. Shit! I better knock now! You hurried tapped your fist against the door.

“Mr. Hamilton! Rachel sent me to ask you a question.” You opened the door and tried to pretend to be surprised that Angelica was about to walk out. “Oh forgive me, was I interrupting something?”

“Oh no dear, I was just leaving.” You side stepped so she would walk past you and once she was far enough down the hall you entered, closing the door behind you.

“You okay Alex?” You asked worriedly.

“I’m fine Titania, nothing for you to worry about. Did you have something to ask of me?”

“Yeah, Rachel wants to know if she needs to prepare any more rooms. So basically are you planning for more people to show up?” He smiled at your question.

“Actually yes! A good friend of mine shall be accompanying us!” He sounds so excited!

“Alright, I’ll let her know we need another room!” Before you could turn to open the door Alex called out to you.

“Wait Titania, I actually have a question for you as well.” He stood up from his desk, walked around it and leaned up against the edge of the front.

“Um, okay. What is it?” You stepped into the center of the room, Alex put on his ‘serious dad’ face.

“You have seemed troubled these last couple months. Is everything alright?” Oh no, I’ve been avoiding this question. You tried to put on your most convincing smile.

“I’m fine Alex, really I am!” His eyes slanted. He’s not buying this is he?

“Titania, I thought we were past hiding such things from each other. We’re family in this house and I consider you my closest friend. You cannot lie to me about these things. Now, what exactly has you so blue?” Nothing gets past Alex I guess… You sighed.

“I just really want to ask you something but I don’t want to ruin how happy everyone has been lately and I feel like such a pessimist for being concerned with something so trivial but it’s honestly really bothering me and I keep going back and forth on whether I shoul-“

“Whoa! Slow down there Titania. It’s very alright to ask me anything if it troubles you so.” He stepped forward, stood in front of you and patted your shoulder reassuringly.

“It’s just… Why? Why write the pamphlet? Why name it after me? I really don’t understand it!” You huffed in exasperation. Literally I’m pretty sure the only people who believed the rumors was Thomass Jeffershit and Sunshine boy!  Alex looked at you for a second before responding.

“Y/N when you appeared at my side, told me your story and proceeded to breakdown the structure of Shakespeare, I knew that you and I were destined to have a friendship. However, that puts you in a very sensitive position; a position of power that one may want to exploit. I knew of this possibility but I risked that in order to understand you, that was selfish of me. This rumor, that article was not only about me but about you as well. I have committed many errors in my life but I shall not allow the name of an innocent person be slandered. One of my errors was not protecting a dear friend of mine when I had the chance. I will never throw away my shot on a friend ever again because of that. I deserved the shame I was given but once I saw your reaction to Philip I knew I could not sit by and allow for such talk to spread.”

“But Alex, you know I don’t care about my name, my name doesn’t matter!”

“That is where you are wrong. Titania, I shall tell you the same thing I tell all of my other children. Always care about your legacy, because what you will leave behind shall be great, greater than what anyone can imagine. You are family and one of the great things I hope for you to do with your own name is stay apart of this family.” He smiled down at you, you couldn’t stop yourself from giving him a small hug.

“Thank you…Alex…” You pulled away and quickly went over to the door, before leaving you turned back to Alex. “Or should I say, thank you Alexander Hamildad?” You ran out of the room, trying to hold in your laughter. That was so good! High five me! You ran down the hall and into the main room. You immediately noticed all the children running down the stairs. “Whoa, slow down guys! Where’s the fire?” Honestly with AJ’s track record, that was a literally possibility. Angie, AJ, Jamie and Johnny all jumped off the last step but Jamie was the only one to stop and answer your question.

“He’s here! He’s here!” He said excitedly before running into the center of the room. Who’s here? Suddenly you heard the sound of a carriage stopping outside, Angie stopped you from going over to the door to greet the guest.

“Not a wise decision.” What’s going on? It wasn’t any more than a few seconds before you heard booming footsteps from outside the door. Is our visitor a tree?! The next thing you know the door is flung open and you see an extremely tall man jumping through the doorway. His skin was very dark, his clothes an equally dark color however in a shade of blue. He was quite broad and you couldn’t see his hair because he was wearing a beanie.

“HERCULES MULLIGAN!” The man shouted as he landed. The children all shouted and ran towards the man.

“Uncle Herc! Uncle Herc!” They all shouted. Wait… Hercules… Mulligan… A TAILOR SPYING ON THE BRITISH GOVERNMENT?! Mulligan picked Angie up by her sides and spun her around in a circle.

“How is my angel fairing? Those boys better not be bothering you or else they’ll have to hear from me!” He shouted. Angie giggled and shook her head.

“Boys are gross Uncle Herc!” She responded, Mulligan had the widest smile on his face from her response.

“That is exactly what I was hoping to hear! Never trust us men!” He joked. Philip came trotting down the stairs and spoke up as he approached Mulligan.

“Ah, Uncle Hercules! I have not seen you in ages!” He walked toward Mulligan and gave him only what you could describe as a bro hug. Was that a thing back in 1797? Well they just did it so I guess it was! Philip then looked over at you. “And this is Y/N Taylor, she is-“ AJ cut him off.

“She’s our maid, she’s really nice!” AJ chuckled. Mulligan approached you and held out his hand, sensing the que you gave him yours. He gave your hand a quick peck before straightening his posture and smiling down at you.

“A pleasure to meet you Y/N!” He exclaimed before staring at you silently, almost like he was examining your face. What? What’s he doing.

“Uh, h-hello, nice to meet you?” He nodded his head, like he had just made a decision.

“That’s it. I’m taking her.” He stated simply. Excuse me?! AJ, Jamie and Johnny all came running up behind him.

“No! You can’t take her! She’s our maid!” AJ laughed. I’m so confused! Mulligan shook his head.

“Nope, you can’t change my mind. She’s mine now!” Without any warning Mulligan picked up by the waist and threw you over his shoulder. What the hell is going on?!  Mulligan then proceeded to run around the room with long strides as the children giggled and chased after him. This caused you to bounce up and down on his shoulder, you couldn’t help but laugh at the scenario.

“What in the world are you all doing?” You asked through your giggle fit.

“I see that Titania is getting acquainted with Mulligan!” You caught a glimpse of Alex standing the archway between the hall and the main room. Mulligan quickly halted, lifted you off his shoulder and set you down gracefully. Your hair however was a total disaster; it took you a second to smooth everything back down to normal. Alex and Mulligan walked towards each other with shit eating grins and also engaging in the bro hug. Wow, that’s really popular isn’t it?

“Great to see you again Hamilton!” Hercules exclaimed.

“Like wise Mulligan!” You heard footsteps coming through the still opened door. You turned your gaze towards it and caught site of another man carrying a couple of bags. He was still tall but significantly shorter than Mulligan. His skin was closer to a mocha color, his hair was wavy and cut very short. His clothes perplexed you for a second, they weren’t shabby but seemed oddly casual for the time period. Mulligan turned to him.

“Oh sorry my boy! Didn’t mean to leave you out there, I was just excited to see everyone! Let me get that!” Mulligan jogged over to the man and grabbed two of three bags he was holding.

“It’s not a problem Hercules, I do not mind helping.” He responded, Alex smiled and waved at the man.

“How are you fairing Cato?” He asked.

“Very good, Mr. Hamilton.” He answered.


Seventeen As Band/Marching Band Members

Seungcheol: Trumpet

-He’s got the confidence *cough cough arrogance* of a trumpet player
-But also the talent and hard work to make up for it
-He would be shameless in his boastfulness and use any excuse to tell people that he made first chair
-If you genuinely compliment his playing he’ll get vry shy and be all bashful and flattered

Jeonghan: Clarinet

-He looks like he’s nice but is probably talking shit about the rest of the band
-Loyal af to those who earn it but will be neutral and non-expressive if you rub him the wrong way
-Probably joined band because his parents made him but decided to stick through it anyway.
-Is good at clarinet without trying and always gets first chair without actually practicing

Joshua: Euphonium/Mellophone

-Tries his best even when other people are slacking off
-Is generally a chill person in band class
-Is the only person who actually listens to the drum major during marching rehearsals

Junhui: Snare

-Acts nonchalant but takes percussion more seriously than he gives the impression of
-But no one complains bc dang boi you looking fine
-Causes people to miss their dot because they were distracted by his beauty or just plain shocked at his lack of clothing
-People think he’s showing off because he twirls his drumstick between his fingers really fluidly and like all of the time but in reality he does it subconsciously and didn’t notice he was doing it until Flutist!Seungkwan slapped it out of his hand one day

Jihoon: Oboe

-Refuses to do marching because he thinks it’s a waste of time and they don’t march oboe(he refuses to switch instruments)
-Takes AP Music Theory as well as band
-Jihoon: “Well at least I’m first chair”
-Jun: “You’re the only oboe in this class”
-Jihoon: “Shouldn’t you be hitting something”
-Thinks highly of his playing AS HE SHOULD because it’s the most beautiful thing
-The rumor is that after he left his audition into the band the band director had to take a break, cry, and come back to continue auditions
-Coincidentally, his next audition was Percussionist!Vernon so the band director ending up crying after that audition for the complete opposite reason

Soonyoung: Colorguard (I’M NOT EVEN SORRY)

-Is the most hype of everyone and  cannot stay still for the life of him
-Was a dancer until he say flyers for guard try outs and was like “guns? Swords? DanCING WITH FLAGS??? SIGN ME THE FUCK UP”
-Is friends with all the marching band kids and knows everyone’s name in the program
-If you don’t march and are only in band classes then you don’t count in his eyes lol (unless you’re Oboe!Jihoon because he may or may have a small {LARGE} crush on u)
-Is the person who cheers and yells encouragement after each run through
-If you are mean or negative to him or someone he loves then he may or may not “accidentally” whack you in the back of the head with a rifle or swoop your legs out from under you with a flagpole

Wonwoo: Sousaphone

-Very chill and content with chit chatting with everyone
-Is probably the only one besides GuardMember!Soonyoung and Piccolo!Seokmin who is genuinely happy to be there
-Low key has resting bitch face but as soon as you start talking to him it’s a 180 flip and he lights up completely
-Has tipped over and fallen during runs several times over the years
-Mellophone!Joshua is always the first person to run and help him up
-Clarinet!Jeonghan is always the first one to start laughing and the last one to stop laughing
-If DrumMajor!Chan happens to notice Wonwoo fall while he’s conducting, he can’t help but stop immediately and bust out laughing

Mingyu: Marimba

-Thought about marching in the battery but was like “naw, it’s heavy and I’ll get all sweaty and ugh too much physical effort” so he stuck with front percussion and is very good at it
-Wears low cut tank tops or no shirt at all when on the practice field because “I am not about to get a farmer’s tan that will never go away”
-Still gets a major sock tan and will  complain about it incessantly
-Mingyu: “But it’s so noticeable!”
-Joshua: “When you think about it, we all have terrible sock tans… Is it like our own friendship mark thing?”  
-Jeonghan: “Shut up Joshua”
-Soonyoung: “BE NICE TO HIM”

Seokmin: Piccolo

-Can’t tell if he’s playing his instrument or just screaming
-Always smiling and making stupid faces back and forth with GuardMember!Soonyoung until DrumMajor!Dino catches them and tells them to knock it off
-They stop for like ten minutes then start again
-Enjoys sneaking up on people and then playing the highest note he possibly can directly into their ear
-He did this once to Oboe!Jihoon and never ran away so fast in his life because you better bet Jihoon ran after his ass
-Jihoon may or may not have put rainbow stickers all over his piccolo as a form of retaliation
-Didn’t work though because Seokmin LOVED THE STICKERS and kept them on until the next competition where DrumMajor!Chan was like “no you cannot march with those on your instrument, it’s not uniform with everyone else”
-So that they could all be uniform with rainbow stickers
-DrumMajor!Chan shot him down immediately, but let Seokmin stick stickers all over him because he felt bad that he ruined Seokmin’s fun

Minghao: Saxophone

-This sassy diva omg of course he’s a saxophone player
-Was forced into marching by his parents but stuck with it because he liked the people who marched and wanted to stay friends with them
-Is naturally really good at playing the saxophone and doesn’t have to try very hard
-Wanted to do winter guard during the off season but was too scared of what the rest of the band would think
-Was almost convinced by Percussionist!Junhui to do indoor percussion but Saxophone!Minghao took one look at the fair share and was like “NOPE”
-Always talks to Percussionist!Jun during stand by
-DrumMajor!Chan doesn’t tell him to stop because he knows he’ll just start talking again
-DrumMajor!Chan has no problems putting Percussionist! Junhui in his place tho lol boy gets told off a lot but Percussionist!Jun always has a clap back, even if it doesn’t really make sense
-Chan: “Jun, for the love of God stop talking, and put on a shirt!”
-Jun: “It’s too hot, why don’t you take off your shirt!”
-Chan: “??? No?”

Seungkwan: Flute

-Likes to gossip with Clarinet!Jeonghan but always accidentally warps information or takes it out of context so it sounds weird
-Seungkwan: “Yeah so then Jun told Chan to take of his shirt”
-Jihoon: “this is why I don’t freaking march”
-Soonyoung: “oh but you should!” *spaces out with a derp face because now he’s picturing Jihoon shirtless under the setting sun with the wind blowing his hair*
-Doesn’t take criticism well
-Chan: “Flutes, play louder next time” -Seungkwan: “Maybe you should conduct better next time”
-Is really supportive of the new kids and tells them fun stories to cheer them up when they feel overwhelmed
-Seungkwan: “Yeah and then Wonwoo just tipped right over and everyone kept going”

Vernon: Bass Drum

-Thought that being a percussionist would make him popular with the ladies so he auditioned but had no experience playing drums before
-Didn’t think it would be very difficult, but was dead wrong
-He was so bad he made the band director cry, but the director let him join anyway because they needed more percussionists
-He actually worked really hard and got better at percussion and even decided to march
-He wasn’t experienced enough to do snare yet though (which is what he really wanted to do) but was content with being put on bass drum
-Followed the influence of Percussionist!Junhui and also never wears a shirt, but people yell at him for it instead of staring at him lol
-Asks Percussionist!Junhui to teach him how to spin a drumstick between his fingers because he thinks it looks cool
-Spent the next six hours practicing it until he got it down perfect

Chan: Drum Major

-The most responsible even though he’s the youngest
-Commands respect from everyone marching because no one likes to see Lee Chan angry like it’s just not fun for anyone because he’ll pout for days
-Tries to keep everyone on task and is generally successful in this
-Made up his own little drum major salute for right before performing and everyone agrees that he looks so cute while doing it even though he’s trying to be professional and manly
-He’s the glue that keeps everyone from falling apart, and the marching band wouldn’t be nearly as good without him

Hearts of Ice

x Kim Taehyung (V)

Fluff ft. Smut || Master list || Words: 4437

AU: You are a figure skater, Taehyung an ice hockey player. The two of you meat by coincidence on your shared home ground, the ice and while Tae Has the hockey league finals ahead of him you have your individual competition in figure skating. 

Kinks featured in smut: Dirty talk, spanking, shower, public place

Originally posted by figure-skating-news

You grabbed a hold of the wall, panting slightly, your feet sore.

“Good, but not perfect. We’ll continue next week. Until then I want to see you improve.” Your trainer scolded and pointed towards you with her pen, second later she was gone, leaving you alone in the ice rink.

You sighed and fixed your pony tail before skating out towards the center again.

You performed the entire routine flawlessly, but for your trainer everything under perfect was flawed. You decided to call it for the day and began to swirl around the ice in freestyle, skating around and around in circles, easing your mind. You didn’t have a lot of time left before the hockey team would come and shoo you off the ice.

The figure skater team and the hockey team were familiar with each other, even though they shouldn’t be, but parties on the weekends were common amongst them.

Normally you wouldn’t go to the parties, even though you were invited, but it was never really your thing to get drunk and then forget what you’ve done the night before. You also had strict orders from your trainer and no alcohol and early bedtime was two of them.

You skated off the ice and took off your skates, putting them in your bag as you walked out of the arena you could hear the sound of hockey clubs and heavy steps approach. Right on time.

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Soccer Star- Calum Hood

Originally posted by imagines16

Summary: Cal tries to teach you soccer but doesn’t know you used to play 

A/N: A lovely anon requested this, tanks v much xx. Lol i got a lot of cal requests and i just wanted to say that you guys can request other boys too lol much love

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Baking Cookies - Jay x Evie

00sandrine asked for Jay x Evie!! I really enjoyed writing this one!

Please send me more prompts! My ask box is always open for them! If you don’t want to be tagged or your name to be shown, please tell me that in the ask. Otherwise I will tag you when I write your prompt.

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“Tourney’s canceled, again!” Jay said as he strolled through Evie and Mal’s door and laid out dramatically on Evie’s bed.

“Why?” Mal asked, not even bothering to glance up from the spell book she had her nose buried in.

“Uh, the rain?” Jay replied, a hint of annoyance in his voice.

“Ah,” Mal said, a small smile on her lips. “I wonder why it’s been raining for a week straight.”

“Gee, I dunno Mal. But it’s getting kind of old,” Evie mumbled towards her friends direction.

Mal looked up briefly and made eye contact with Evie, one perfect eyebrow coming up as if asking an unspoken question. Evie’s eyes darted towards the open door and then back to Mal.

“I’ll just go see what Benny-Boo is up to, since practice is cancelled again,” Mal said as she gracefully jumped out of bed and out the door, swinging it shut tight behind her.

“What was that about?” Jay asked, rolling over onto his side to prop his head up on his hand.

“Oh who knows. You know Mal - all mystery, all the time,” Evie said.

“So what’s the plan? I’m bored and have nothing to do since practice is cancelled again,” Jay asked, looking up at Evie.

“Well, I have several outfits I am working on, so I was-”

“Ugh, come on Ev. Let’s do something more fun than sewing!” Jay complained.

“Sewing is fun!” Evie retorted, landing a soft slap to Jay’s shoulder.

“I got it!” Jay suddenly said, snapping his fingers and sitting up. “Let’s go down to the kitchen and you can make us some of those cookies with those little chocolate bits in them!”

“Chocolate chip cookies?”

“That’s the one!” Jay exclaimed, leaping to his feet and pulling Evie up in one fluid motion. In his excitement, he pulled a little too hard and Evie landed right against his chest. Jay’s arms wound around Evie and he picked her up to spin her around. “I love chocolate!” Jay laughed, twirling her around again.

“Okay okay, I’ll make them! Now put me down!” Evie said, her heart racing at the sudden intimate contact.

Jay set her down, rubbing her upper arms and smiling down at her. “Let’s go! I’ll even help!”

Jay grabbed one of Evie’s hands and threw the door open. The next thing Evie knew, they were racing down the hall together towards the kitchens, hand in hand.

Once they got there, Evie grabbed a bowl for mixing and started rummaging around for ingredients. Jay jumped up to sit on the counter, grabbing an apple and chomping down on it.

“You know what this reminds me of?” Evie said. “When we were kids, and I always asked you to play house with me. Do you remember that?”

“Haha-yeah! How could I forget? You would ask me every other day to play with you!” Jay exaggerated.

“I did not!” Evie replied, pointing her mixing spoon at Jay’s face. “And don’t tell me you didn’t have fun! I made you all kinds of food!”

“I know, it was killer!” Jay smiled, taking another big bite of the apple. “But I don’t miss those awful dances you always tried to teach me!”

“HEY! You have got to be kidding me!” Evie half yelled, half laughed at him while combining the ingredients in a bowl. “You’re the one that always wanted to dance! I was content fixing your leather vests and cooking!”

Jay busted out laughing, hands over his stomach as he leaned forward towards the floor. “It’s so easy to push your buttons, Ev! Plus, you’re cute when you get riled up like that,” Jay said, showing his gorgeous smile and winking at Evie.

“Ugh, Jay. Why do you always have to do that?” Evie blushed, trying to hide it by keeping intense eye contact with her mixing bowl and stirring furiously.

“Wait, are you blushing?” Jay giggled, jumping off the counter and coming behind Evie.

“Stop it Jay!” Evie yelled playfully, poking him in the ribs with her elbow.

“Oh you are going to have to try a lot harder than that to push me away,” Jay whispered seductively in her ear.

Evie immediately stopped stirring, catching onto his words. She braced herself against the counter with both hands splayed out, while Jay inched dangerously close to her neck.

Suddenly, he turned her around with two strong hands on her hips. The minute she was facing him, Jay’s lips came crashing down on hers. Evie ran her hands up his strong chest and tangled them firmly into his hair. Jay’s hands wrapped around her lower body, pulling her tight up against him.

Evie opened her mouth to let Jay inside, giving him free reign to explore with his tongue. A gentle moan escaped Evie’s lips, to which Jay growled and lifted her up onto the counter. Evie wrapped her legs around Jay’s hips, pulling him close to her. He ran his hands all over her body, exploring every inch of her while their clothes were still on.

“Jay,” Evie moaned in her low, sultry voice.

“God, Evie,” Jay moaned into her mouth, sucking on her lower lip as he gripped her hips and thrust against them.

Suddenly someone cleared their throat.

Jay and Evie froze, their eyes wide and locked on each other.

“It’s just me,” Carlos said, trying not to laugh.

“CARLOS GET OUT!!” Jay and Evie said together, Jay going as far as to throw a nearby dish towel at him.

Carlos easily dodged the projectile, openly giggling now.

“I just wanted to pop in and say you guys are being really loud and people are starting to notice. Get a proper room away from prying eyes,” Carlos explained, shaking his head at the two. “Also, Mal owes me five bucks! Thanks guys!”

“Carlos what the heck?” Evie said, glaring at the small boy.

He shrugged, laughing once more at the two entwined on the counter and leaving the way he came.

“Well that was–not like playing house when we were little,” Jay joked, smiling up at Evie.

Evie rolled her eyes. “Let’s just finish these cookies and then take Carlos’s advice on the room,” she cooed at Jay, hovering dangerously close to his lips again.

“I like the way you think,” Jay replied, all smiles as he leaned in for another kiss.

PROFESSOR REN IV // masterlist

A/N: First things first, as much as many of you wanted Hux to die, I thought that was a little too much for the story (although, if this was in the sw universe I would’ve). Second of all, karmas a bitch so no worries! This is the final chapter for the mini series (?) of professor ren; thank you all for read/enjoying it, I very much appreciated your support! If you haven’t read them, here’s part one, two, and three! Enjoy and thanks for reading, feedback is welcomed!

Warning: Some smut, nothing out of this world but it’s a fair warning.

Word Count: 5.8K+

Never had you imagined things would turn out this way. For you to absolutely hate Hux’s guts and for making Ren feel such way even if those weren’t your intentions. You never meant the man any harm, all you wanted to do was be with him and cherish his presence–but what do you get? Blackmail because a man couldn’t stand the fact that you were with someone else, happy, and not with them.

Because someone couldn’t stand being friend-zoned.

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standing by and waiting at your backdoor || highschool! shidge au

ok but snippet of this little fic i’ve been working on coz plot bunnies are annoying af and i’m too excited to post it even if i barely have a quarter of it done whoops 

…so of course when she noticed that Lance had caught her in one of her moments of (admittedly longingly) staring at Shiro, Katie’s first response was to scowl at his shocked face.

It proved to be ineffective.

“Hunk. Hunk. Hunk.” He chanted his name repeatedly all while slapping his arm. Hunk had the misfortune to have been drinking water when Lance started hitting, eyes watering as he promptly swallowed a little too quickly while Lance kept hitting him like some excited lunatic.

Which he kind of was at this moment, now that Katie thought about it.

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Dating Kim Yugyeom.

- him begging you to speak english to him

- and you say something stupid like ‘i really need to eat a shoe’

- and he’s like ‘WHOA DO IT AGAIN’

- honestly, whenever you guys are in the same room, he sneaks these little looks and tries to see how long he can just stare at you before you look back

- and you catch him and he giggles like a child

- midnight snacks with him are amazing

- like, no, if you two are up at 4 together, you don’t just go grab a few chips and go back to bed

- this boy is up at 4 ordering mexican so that y’all can have tacos before you sleep

- he purposefully hogs the blankets so that you’ll move closer

- “you’re cold? guess you’ll just have to come snuggle”

- “yeah, now i’m cold but i’ll deal with it”

- “no jagi, that’s not how it works, ur supposed to come over here”

- he looks at you sometimes like he’s just so amazed

- his eyes are wide and his mouth kind of hangs open and ur like ‘something on my face?’

- but no, he’s just questioning how he got someone like you bc wow? you’re perfect?

- and his hands are huge so when you guys hold hands it’s like awwwww

- if you’re ever cold on a date, that boy’s gonna give you his jacket and his scarf and no no don’t take your shirt off, dude i’ll be fine

- the night after you guys’ first time, he had to leave early in the morning bc of practice and he was so heartbroken

- he woke you up like at 5 am when he had to leave and you were about to smack the shit outta that boy

- but then you saw his goofy little smile

- “jagi i have to go but you were amazing last night and i love you and ill call you when im out of practice and ur just great you know that? kay i have to leave but ill see you soon PLS BE HERE WHEN I GET BACK”

- and you couldnt sleep after that because his cute little smile and his cheeks and UGh

- you tried to dye his hair for him once

- it ended up with dark green dye all over the kitchen counter and it took you days to scrub it off your hands and he low key looked like the grinch

- once you fell asleep on him in the dorm bc you were hella spent and he just kind of drifted off too

- guess who took about 40 pictures and is now blackmailing you?

- jinyoung

- but these boys wont let you guys LIVE

- “oooo little maknae’s got a crushhhh ooooo”

- “we’ve been dating for 7 months”

- and you’ll be spooning in bed at night and you’re about to fall asleep to his rhythmic breathing

- but no. he just has to start giggling

- he just pulls you closer and starts tickling your sides and cackling in your ear

- and you think. this is it. this is where kim yugyeom dies

- but then you turn around to face him and he’s smiling so big and he’s just laughing? at nothing? and ur like god damn okay just stop being fucking cute for 2 seconds

- him showing you new dance moves that he’s trying out and he’ll get so into it and when he’s done he’s panting and sweaty and he asks for your opinion and words? what are words how does one word

- and he takes your silence as it being bad

- but then you’re like NO NO NO KEEP DANCING PLS

- you guys have meme fights like once a week

- they get pretty intense

- but no matter how mad you get when he destroys you with a meme of himself

- you still find yourself falling in love with his lame ass more and more

- he leaves one rose on your doorstep on the 12th of every month

- the first one you got you were like ??? what why

- and you called him all like “yugy did you leave a rose on my front porch?”

- “yeah, it’s our one month anniversary”

- and then like, 2 years later

- you open your door and a rose is there but something is attached to the stem and oh my god is that a ring

- and he just tries to come out from behind the bush all suave in his nice tux in everything while you’re standing there in your pajamas

- and he smiles all big at you and you’re about to start crying but

- he just tripped over your step and now he’s flat on his face and his nose is bleeding

- and your running to get bandages while he’s just like FUCK

- and you’re patching him up and shakin ur head

- and will you marry him? is he really asking you that with blood running down his face? bc fuck YEAH

- but really, he’s a giant fluff ball who just needs a lot of love and attention and he treats you like you’re the most precious thing in the world and you’ll fall asleep in his arms and wake up right in the same place and it don’t even matter that he drooled on ur neck a lil bit bc you love him more than anything and you’d both do anything for each other

anonymous asked:

So I am pretty sure to be asexual, that means I experience no sexual attraction towards anyone, sexual attraction is looking at someone and thinking about… well, sexual things with them. If I do that, it's mostly like "ugh, brain! Shut up!" And while we are at it, I think I might be greyromantic, it's close to aromantic but the potential is there, you know? And as to WHO I'm romantically attracted to: nobody at the time being. But I am biromantic. Yep, uhm, glad you didn't already react? Crap.

Hi there! That’s super cool, I’m happy that you’re finding labels- and such awesome ones at that. Labels are complicated but you’re doing an awesome job trying to find ones that fit! You’re super awesome and valid!