You know what there’s not enough of? Canon compliant future fic where Stiles is a cop and he runs into Derek again. What’s that you say? There’s a ton of that?? Yes, true, but NOT ENOUGH.
“…. so then he says, ‘No, Officer, I swear to God this is the first time I’ve ever smoked up! I’ve never been in trouble with the law in my life! And I say, Billy, my man, you’ve been in trouble with me personally twice this month.” Stiles snorts at the memory. “Kid was so fucking high.”
Amanda must be halfway past tipsy, because she laughs uproariously into her beer at the mediocre punchline.
Stiles smiles. He’s satisfied with her reaction, with the warm murmur of the bar, with the buzz he’s got going… with just about everything, actually. After tonight, he’s looking at two full days off before he’s back on the beat, and the night’s still young. He leans back in his chair and takes a pull of his beer, savoring it.
Amanda glances towards the bar, probably considering a fourth round, and then visibly perks up as something near the front catches her eye.
“Oooh, Stiles,” she croons. “Look over at the door, like, just glance over.” She’s adjusted her gaze down at the table now, faking casual disinterest. Badly.
Stiles raises his eyebrows at her.
“This dude just walked in, he’s so your type,” she hisses. “C’mon, look! I’m telling you, six feet two inches of ‘yes, please, give it to me’ muscles, with some salt-and-pepper scruff icing. Unff.”
“Eh,” Stiles says, tipping his weight forward to hunch over the table. It’s not that he isn’t interested, exactly, but this is a cop bar and he doesn’t want to shit where he eats. Metaphorically.
“No, really,” Amanda insists. “He's… oh my God, he’s looking over here. He’s looking at you. Oh my God, Stiles, he’s coming over here!”
“No, he isn’t,” Stiles scoffs. He’s filled out a bit from high school and he’s finally competent at styling his hair, but he’s not that hot. Only Amanda’s sitting straight like a rod, eyes fixed on a point behind him that’s about where a six foot two man’s eyes would be.
He turns then, shooting to his feet before his brain’s quite caught up, because that voice is familiar like the back of his own hand.
➾ warnings: incredibly filthy smut with no plot at all | cumplay | dirty talk | tit fucking | slight demeaning names/ name calling | face fucking | oral sex | unprotected sex
➾ summary: ceo!jimin takes it upon himself to discipline you when your attire doesn’t exactly adhere to HR regulations
➾ a/n: okay look this is just my excuse to write a ceo!jimin smut… i just felt like i owed him big time after what i did to him in instant gratification :”) i speed wrote this in a day and didn’t proofread whatsoever rip…
The clattering sounds of typing,
clicking and pages flipping lull you into a state of lethargy as your eyes
flutter half-shut in your cubicle. Having graduated as an arts major two years
ago, you’d never imagine being holed up with a mundane 9-5 office job that had
almost nothing to do with your major. But bills needed to be paid and rent had
to come from somewhere, so you find yourself trudging to work soulessly every
morning, day in day out.
“Hey, are you almost done with those
files I gave you this morning?” The voice of your co-worker Mingyu in the next
cubicle jolts you into awareness immediately.
Dragonpit scene - I love how Jon always wants to be on the front row when Daenerys arrives.
When he said to everyone he already bend the knee. Danys face— she knew what that line meant. And was conflicted about how to react to this. They already know they are falling hard. At least she does and things like these doesnt make it easier.
Ok I feel myself coming into a rant here. Its just so beautiful to me how Jon is so different for her than any other man she has ever met. I am rewatching GOT and she has never been around any man like she has been with Jon.
He intrigues her so much and I don’t think she ever had or felt that for anyone. Her feelings for other men were always clear for her.
She loved Drogo but it was set up and she fell for him during their relationship. But I feel like that relationship formed who she is now and she didnt really knew who she was back there. She loved -spending time with- Daario but she was always in control with him.
Jon is a completely different story for her. And Emilia plays that so well. He brings out this really special vurnable side of Daenerys we have rarely seen.
And she fell for it, and fell for it hard.
She was so desperate to save Drogo and her decisions didn’t make any sense and I like how she was the same when she heard of Jon & co being in trouble. She didnt listen but just thought with her heart.
– k I am gonna stop here. I am not even close to Boatsex talk and I am already rambling —
“No one is less happy about this than I am” “I know” Love. Loved. LOVE this. How she just understands him.
They are both people who ask for respect and honesty. She always asks people to follow her and wants their word and he is a man of his word so its only natural she understands it. Its like the scene he told her he was gonna go to the wall as well. She hates that he is this way but she also respects it. (and finds it extremely attractive).
Also, subtle handtouching. Like you touched last week and now you just wanna get more huh?
THAT SCENE IN THE CORNER OF DRAGONPIT. They were like 2 schoolkids being all secretly.
And again, I love how Jon kinda drops a cheesy line there and at any other man she’d roll her eyes but with him it just makes her heart drop.
And him trying to make a joke there. Like here they are, her dragon just died, his plan is going to hell and they share this beautiful bittersweet moment.
Her whole speech about having to trust him sooner was so heartbreaking cause maybe then her dragon would still be alive. (I am gonna cry when she’ll see Viserion for the first time)
Dragonstone scene - can they buy a mansion there?
THIS. THIS. Haha Jon, I am so onto you. First the cave paintings and now -Notherners like people who arrive together-trick. Yeah you just want her on that boat huh?
I felt so bad for Jorah tho’. She completely ignored his plan. And she knew she did that. At the end of the scene she leanded to the table a little like trying to hold her posture but full aware that many people, including Jorah, knows about her affection to the King of hte North.
I find Jon much harder to read. But I think it is beautiful to see how he didnt trust her at first and really does see her for who she is. Like he told her. And how he is so amazed by her. He is so starstruck. I never really liked Jon with Yigritt she was definitely his first love but Dany is something he really pines for. Yigritt was also wrong and impossible but it happened anyway. Here he knows there is much more at stake. But he can’t deny his feelings any longer. And thats why he showed up at her door.
Now about Boatsex, I would have loved for it to go differently - well actually not different just - longer. More build up. But I understand why it went the way it went. Jon knew what he wanted and I love how they let the moment last for a bit with him standing at her door, looking in her eyes, waiting for her approval and she knew what he meant by looking in his eyes and let him in. She bend the knee.
I was dying for a kiss here. And a little sad it didnt happen - there will be a lot of fanfic request about the missing part between the door and the bed – hint hint.
But its like we are still gonna get our first kiss in season 8-kinda.
It was so beautifully brought yet stil hot. Jon’s ass was a nice distraction ASS-well.
And him taking over control was so hot, not only for me but I think Daenerys agrees. Their bodies looked so beautiful together. Fire and Ice. They were so full of need and it was all lust and passionate and then my favorite part came and Jon broke the moment and we had time to realize that this isn’t just two character hooking up. No, they are in love.
And he was so amazed by her and her beauty and how pure she looked. You can really feel he looks at Daenerys here, not with all the titles but just her and she realized this and she looks so vurnable and just so beautiful to him.
You can really see her kinda scared about what this is she’s feeling and it all just because so overwhelming for them. UGH THIS SCENE.
HOW HE STROKES HER HAIR. SO BEAUTIFUL.
And how she hold his face.
And then he just looks at her, when he looks at her, its like the first time I see clearly through his feelings and he just lets his guard down. He loves her. There’s no way to run from his feelings. No more excuses of -the great war is coming-. He never really let his feelings for her take over. Never fully thought with his heart and here he does and he just let it take over.
Ps: Tyrion watching was odd but it just represented the scene Bran was talking about how their love ruined all kingdoms and how Tyrion cant feel but sad and confused about what he should do about this and if it is the right thing.
I am not sure how I will make it until 2019 to wait for more and I am so curious to see where all this will go. I am really curious how they will act after this episode and they will probably learn about Jon’s family name soon enough with only 2 episodes in and I do feel this will cause a problem for them. Jon will be all - wtf and Daenerys will be distrustfull about her claim to the throne. But I can suspect moments of Jon being all noble and telling her, by episode 5 probably, that he doesnt want the title but he does want her. Oh and she is definetely pregnant. BRING ON THE ANGST.
“…but I was thinking, maybe we should-Hello, the earth is
calling Y/N. Anyone home?” Justin waved his hands in front of Y/N’s face. She
quickly focused her eyes on his face. “Mhm?” she mumbled.
“Where did I lose you?” he asked curiously, wondering what
was on her mind. They were discussing which movie they’re going to watch.
“Um, you were saying something about, um, the girl on the
train? You said you would like to watch it, since you liked the book so much.”
she spoke unsurely, wondering if he even spoke of that. She knows they had that
conversation few days ago, but did he mentioned it today, she wasn’t certain.
As a respond he giggled. She joined him, she loved when he
would giggle, his eyes would nearly shut, his smile would grow so big and the
sound was just like an angel was laughing.
“So I’ve lost you like three days ago. I didn’t even
mentioned it today. FYI I was telling you about this new movie “Don’t Breath”,
but now I’m very interested what was on your mind.” His smile grew even wider,
he looked like he caught her in some kind of embarrassing action, and he
actually did, without even knowing. She could feel hotness spreading around her
face, she knew she looked as red as a tomato. She buried her face into her
That made Justin giggle even more. “Oh don’t tell me that you
were picturing me naked?” he wiggled his eyebrows. He knew it would make her
blush even more, and he just couldn’t resist but tease her. “You know, you
could’ve just asked, I would even put a show for you.”
She immediately lifted her head up and yelled giggling “NO”
her cheeks were dark red. She once again covered her face.
“So you don’t want me to put on a show for you?” Justin
placed his left hand over his chest, pretending he’s hurt. “I am deeply offended,
He couldn’t keep a
straight face, not around her. She was just so embarrassed, it was the cutest
thing ever. He extended his arms to her. “Come”
She shyly moved from her place on the couch and sat onto his
lap. She buried her face into crotch of his neck. He chuckled once again, and
so did she. “Now will you tell me what you were thinking about, if it wasn’t me
She took a deep breath. She had some thoughts on this, and
how to explain it to him, without him getting hurt. She moved her face from his
neck and looked deeply into his eyes. By now, his face wasn’t all giggly and
happy anymore, it was rather serious.
“Y/N, what is it? You’re scaring me.” he looked concerned. She
placed her hands on his chest and started playing with the shirts fabric.
“No, no, it’s nothing that serious, you don’t have to be
worried. I just. Ugh, I don’t know how to say this. You know I’m not good at
this things.” His face lightened up a little bit.
“So you where picturing me naked.”
“No I was not.”
“Well then you were picturing us having sex.” Her cheeks
went red once again. “So you were. You know you don’t have to picture something
like that when I’m right there.” He got closer to her. She knew where this was
leading and she had nothing against it, but it was now or never.
She lightly pushed him back down, and he looked at her
confused. He wanted to say something but she cut him off.
“Technically, yes I was picturing us naked, but there was
more to it.” Her eyes once more focused on her hands rather than his eyes. He
could tell that he was very intrigued by now, and he wanted to know more than
“So what was that more?” his voice became lower. He’s words
came out like a little growl, which only sent shivers down her spine. He could
feel she tensed above him. “Tell me, baby, what was I doing?”
She was always so shy about this kind of things, and she
knew she won’t be able to tell him her fantasy, but she can avoid it by a
simple question which should clarify everything.
“What kinks do you have?” now for him, that question came
out of nowhere and it shocked him. Justin was staring at her, not sure why she
was changing the subject.
“Look, you know I suck at dirty talk. Stop giggling, I
wasn’t making a dirty joke.” She lightly punched his shoulder. “You’re not
“Oh come here my embarrassed baby.” He got closer once again
and their lips met for a quick peck. Once they separated she started again.
“You have to know one thing, by all of this I am not saying that our sex life
is bad, at least not for me. It’s amazing but I just feel like something is
missing. So I wanna know what gets you off, what do you like.”
He didn’t know what to say, she caught him off-guard. He
observed her and she just couldn’t take the silence anymore. “Fine I’ll start. Um,
I like rough sex, and by that I mean everything that goes with it, choking,
tying up, ass slapping, blindfolding, and usage of toys. I like it when a man
knows how to treat a woman, how to be a dominant but at the same time caring
He looked at her like she was someone else, he had no idea
where that came from. She was always so shy telling him about her sex dream or
simple dirty talk during sex, so it shook him up.
He cleaned his throat and shifted in his sat, he was getting
hot from her recent confession. “So that’s what you really like, baby girl? Is
that what you want me to do?” Justin got closer to her, she could feel her heart
beating faster. She bit her lip and simply nodded.
He placed his left hand on her back and twirled her around
so she was laying on the couch and he was hovering her. She separated her legs
and wrapped them around his waist. He brought his face closer to hers, but
never touching hers.
Suddenly he got up from her, she was confused. He offered
her his left arm and she took it. He pulled her of the couch. Their faces met
once again, but he didn’t make a move. “Since you like being tied up, I can’t
fuck the living shit out of you down here where I can’t tie you up to
He guided her up to their shared room, and with every step
was feeling more and more horny. Once they were inside,
Justin pushed her against the bedroom door. She gasped from sudden harshness,
but it only made her hornier.
“Tonight I don’t want to hear a sound from you, unless I
gave you permission. Understood?” Justin growled into her ear. She felt
unexpected heat spreading across her body. She nodded, she wasn’t able to
answer his question. But he wasn’t pleased with that.
His left hand found her neck and squeezed it, first, lightly,
then adding more force. “Understood?” he inquired loudly. “Yes” she mumbled.
“Yes, what?” he repeated after her.
He lighten his grip only to lock his lips with hers. She
expected it to be a rough and fast kiss, but he wasn’t hurrying anywhere. It
annoyed her, she wanted to feel him, and she wanted him to just take her,
without any foreplay. But she knew she wasn’t getting that.
His hands were moving up and down her body, but once hers
found the back of his head, he jacked the off and held them up, above her head.
It only made her moan into the kiss.
He freed her lips and placed kisses all over her chin. She
knew what he was doing, and he knew the exact effect he had on her. “Please,
All of the sudden he stopped, his grip became tighter. He
looked into her eyes, his voice was low and steady. “I don’t recall giving you
a permission to speak. Do that one more time and I will stop.” She bit her lip
and tried to hold in a moan.
He freed her hands only to rip her shirt off. She wouldn’t
be able to describe how hot and weak it made her when he ripped it, she wanted
to moan, all frustrated. He took what remained
of the shirt in one hand, while he used his other one to guide her to
the bed. When her legs hit the end of the bed, he demanded. “Bra off, lay on
your back, hands above your head.”
She listened, but she took the chance to tease him as much
as he was teasing her. She slowly reached behind her back, she pretended to be
struggling with her bra. He clenched his jaw and stepped closer. He didn’t even
warn her, he just ripped it off and pushed her onto bed. She crawled to the top
of the bed, she obediently laid on her back placing her hands above her head,
meeting the coldness of headboard.
Justin seemed pleased, as he got onto bed, placing his knees
on either side of her body, slowly making his way up to her, slowly rolling her
shirt in his hands. Once he reached her, his crotch was directly in front of
her and she couldn’t help but bite her lip.
“You like what you see?” he asked taking her hands in his
and wrapping her shirt around her hands. He continued, never stopping to look
down at her. “Now, this will have to work today, but next time, baby girl,
you’re gonna be properly handcuffed. I promise you that.” He tighten the knot,
making sure it was at the same time tight enough, but not way to tight.
He backed away a little bit, he lowered himself, so his face
was at the same height as hers. They looked at each other, and Y/N just
couldn’t take it anymore. She just wanted to feel his touch, his lips all over
her body, his hands working their way up and down her inner thigh, his tongue
circling around her clit, and lastly his dick inside of her.
She moved her head up but he was faster and backed away, only
a little bit but enough far so she couldn’t reach him. He smirked at her while
she let out a sigh. It seemed like he wasn’t hurrying anywhere, but Y/N was
just about to explode. “Ugh, please Justin. Stop teasing.” She whined out.
The sound of her voice made Justin back away. He wiggled his
left finger “That’s a no-no. What did I say? Speak one more time and I will
stop. Do you really want me to stop? No? Then I will have to get those pretty little
mouth occupied, won’t I?”
Justin got off the bed, still not hurrying anywhere. He stood
on the left side of the bed, slowly undoing his kaki jeans. He used the opportunity
to take his shirt off, shoes and Calvin Klein boxers. Y/N’s eyes never let his
out of sight, observing every inch of his body, memorizing the little stuff.
“Like what you see?” Justin inquired. As a respond, she let
out a loud moan. “Isn’t it funny that, when you have a permission to talk you don’t,
but when you don’t, you do? You like being bad? Trust me I can treat you like a
bad girl any time you want.” He growled, slowly getting onto bed, taking the
same position as before.
He took his dick into his hand and placed it in front of her
mouth. “Suck.” But he didn’t need to tell her twice. She took him into her
mouth, as much as she could and started sucking onto it. His mouth felt open, as
her eyes never left his eyes. “Fuck, just like that.”
She would gladly go
slow and tease him, but she wasn’t able to take it slow. She picked her pace,
sucking and licking. He grabbed her hair “So you wanna be a bad girl? Then, don’t
suck a dick like a good girl.” With those words he pushed her head all the way
to his pubic hair. She gaged at the sudden at the feeling of his whole dick in
“That’s right take it all.” He roughly pushed her head back
and forth, and every time she could feel the tip of his dick hitting the back
of her throat. She could feel her drool all over her neck and chest.
“How selfish of me. You’re here all hot and wet, and all I think
about is my pleasure.” He pulled out, heavy breathing.
“Are you wet for me? Or are you dripping?” he asked, slowly
backing away so he was placed in between her legs. “Well, let’s find out.”
He harshly pressed his right hand on her pussy, rubbing her
clit through her panties. She let out a loud moan of relief, finally feeling
his touch. “Ohhoho.” He said excitedly. “Someone is dripping wet.”
He pulled her panties off, lowering his head, and without a
warning connecting his lips with her clit. Y/N moaned loudly, throwing her head
into the pillow and pushing her hips up. Justin placed his hands around her
legs, separating them to get into better position.
“So delicious.” He growled against her, which send shiver
all over her body. He pushed his two fingers in, making her moan even louder. He
picked his pace with his tongue and fingers action, making her lose her mind.
She was feeling herself getting close, and she knew he felt
it to, because he suddenly stopped. She whined because of the sudden feeling of
emptiness. He got up and in a matter of second pushed himself into him.
The sudden change from his tongue to his dick made her
scream his name out loud. He let out a loud grown. “So Fucking. Tight.” He muttered
out with every thrust.
With his left hand he placed her left leg onto his shoulder,
lightly hovering over her, his right hand found her right nipple, harshly nibbling
She was close, she could feel her orgasm growing. “I can
feel you clenching around my dick. You wanna come? Well not yet.”
With those words he picked up his speed, and it made it even
hared for not to cum. She tugged her nails into the fabric of her shirt. She looked
up at Justin, her eyes begging him to let her cum. He moved his hand from her
nipple to her neck, griping it tightly.
“Cum for me, baby girl. Cum for daddy.” Nothing more was
needed to be say. She felt her walls clenching, and within the second she came
hard, all around him, tugging her nails now into her skin, screaming his name.
“Fuck. You look so hot when you cum.” He hissed out, not
slowing his pace, while she was still high from her previous longly waited orgasm.
He stopped only to flip her around. “On all fours.” He demanded,
and once again thrusted into her. She was feeling sore, but she didn’t mind, it
felt so good to feel him inside her, she wished they could stay like this
He tangled his left hand in her hair, tugging it back so he
could appreciate her pretty face. His right hand slapped her each ass cheek
twice, making her whimper after every slap.
He could feel himself getting close, so he picked his pace.
Y/N wasn’t far away, even though she just finished one orgasm. She pushed her
ass more up “Fucking hell Y/N, do that again.”
She pushed her ass up as much as she could, feeling
satisfied that she could please him like that. “Are you close baby girl? Yeah?
Cum with me, cum with your daddy.”
His thrust became sloppier as both of their orgasms hit
them, she could feel his hot seed feeling her inside, and she screamed his name
loudly. He growled loudly emptying himself into her.
As the rid their orgasm of, Y/N collapsed on the bed, and
Justin on top of her, never pulling his dick out of her. She moved her head so
she was facing him and she smiled. They were both breathing heavily.
“That was extraordinary.” Was all she could mumble into the pillow.
i had the weirdest dream so obviously i had to write a fic about it
at the park. It could have been a meet-cute, except Derek doesn’t do
cute so it ended up just being weird.
was taking Nora for a walk like he always does when she decided it
would be a good idea to chase a squirrel and practically dragged him
around, only stopping when another dog got in her way – probably
chasing the squirrel too – and they started growling at each other.
man. Control your dog, I’m not ready to be a grandpa!”
dog is a female.” Derek said, tried not to stare at the other guy’s
hands as he struggled to hold his dog back.
the other guy said, “how can you know under all – that.”
He gestured towards Nora.
an Alaskan malamute.” Derek took a step back, dragging Nora away
from asshole-guy and his dalmatian. “Much better than a dog that
you don’t know if it’s white or black.”
other guy stopped, looked between Derek and his dog. “How dare
you.” He narrowed his eyes. “Leia is beautiful.”
Derek asked, smirking. “What happened to creativity these days?”
show you creativity.” The guy growled, much like Nora was doing,
then took Derek’s hand, dragged him towards a bench and started to
list all the reasons he named his dog after Princess Leia.
and Leia ended up getting along fabulously, and as fate would have
it, so did their owners.
Stiles mumbles, watching as Derek heads to the bathroom. “I’m
supposed to be going to work. Stop teasing me.”
smirks over his shoulder. “Are you sure? I was going to ask you to
join me in the shower.”
Stiles says as his dick responds to Derek’s smile. “I hate you.”
laughs. “I know.” He walks into the shower, moans purposefully
loud when the hot water hits his body. Stiles yells at him to shut up
and seconds later he’s joining Derek under the spray.
gonna kill me.” He leans in for a kiss, nips at Derek’s bottom lip
as he runs his hands over Derek’s wet chest. “Fuck,” he moans
when Derek presses him against the wall, rubs their dicks together,
bites softly at Stiles’ pulse point, enjoys the moan it elicits from
him. He’s always talking, moaning, yelling,
seriously, Derek is the one who’s going to die here.
been two months and they aren’t even close to getting tired from each
other. It’s still hot, fun and - even more - exciting.
Sometimes, in between fixing a
car or two, Derek checks his phone, sends messages to Stiles, some of
them explicit others just telling him about his day, the awful
clients that destroy their cars and ask Derek to perform miracles.
Other times, it’s Stiles that calls him, rambles about his dad and
Leia, about his friends and what he ate that morning.
haven’t talked about what they are – if they are something – but
Stiles doesn’t seem in a hurry, so Derek isn’t going to force him, as
much as he wants to.
Really, Derek’s got it so bad even his boss noticed and he’s seventy.
Request: DAMN I LOVE YOUR WRITINGS! Can I request a Sirius x reader where he finds her as animagus (cat) and become super close and always tries to take her to his room and class and everywhere but like.. she can’t and one day decides to tell him?❤️❤️
Yayyy! Warnings: Um, I don’t really know. My English, not that great? Image and Gif aren’t mine. Credits to their original owners. Masterlist
You had finally achieved the transformation.
You had tried for months, followed every step. Of course, nobody knew. You, however, had guessed that McGonagall was an exception. You had to keep a leaf of a Mandrake in your mouth for an entire month and you could honestly say that it sucked. You weren’t able to speak or eat properly and even the last person that you talked to was worried that something was wrong. Lily had even insisted for you to visit Madam Pomfrey. But you managed to escape that. She would know instantly. Another bummer was that you couldn’t choose your animagus form. If you could, you would very much like to be a lion or a tiger or even a cat. You knew that your form would represent your personality and you liked to think that you, just like a cat, can show all the affection in the world if someone had earned it but was independent and very well self-sufficient. And it was cute. You had read that your animagus form and your Patronus could be the same. There was an exception, though. Your Patronus could change- so it would represent the soul of your significant other. You didn’t know your Patronus yet but you were quite positive that it would reveal your long-time crush on a certain raven-haired, gray-eyed boy. The crush was formed the very moment you laid eyes on him. But you were not that great when it came to actions. You just sat back while he slept with everyone. Literally everyone. But you didn’t do anything. What could you do anyways? So, here you were. Your first transformation. You felt dizzy-like you had been drinking for a while. Kind of light headed. You looked down. Paws? Small paws? You wanted to squeal in happiness and excitement but all you managed to do was meow. “Aren’t you adorable?”. Wait. What? You stopped walking because two strong hands picked you up, gently. You wanted to tell them to put you back down that instant but again, you just meowed. He laughed. Oh, no. You knew that sound. You knew that laugh. Just your luck. “Fiesty. But adorable” he continued, slightly petting your head, his slender fingers going through your fur. You purred before you could stop yourself. You must have been tiny for him to carry you in his palms. “How did you end up here, alone?” he asked you and you felt the urge to facepalm. You moved your paws in a way that revealed your annoyance. He smiled and you felt yourself melting under his touch. But why was he outside that late? “You need a name, don’t you?” he said softly. Not that you didn’t like him being there or that you were complaining. You leaned your head to his fingers. That was all it took. His smile dropped. “Care to listen?” he simply asked you, his voice strained of happiness. You meowed. He remained still for a moment. You nudged him with your head. “I have to be in my dorm and you are coming with me”. Was he insane? He was talking to a cat. Did he expect an answer? He chuckled.
His friends were fast asleep and you felt really bad for him. He truly needed someone to listen. He plopped down onto his bed, softly placing you onto his lap. You nuzzled him and purred, rubbing your head against his stomach. He was petting you like it was calming him down. “Alright, tiger. Here is the deal…”Tiger? Really, tiger? He started telling you about his life and his family and even you wouldn’t call those people family; how he was treated and how he reacted. Eventually, he admitted that he wasn’t carefree and that it hurt him when he was disowned because after all, he was their son, their blood and you saw how hard it was for him. He tried to play it off but you just gave him a sympathetic look and bit his fingers playfully. What did I just do? You spent all night with him-in your animagus form, of course. At some point he fell asleep, his hands still petting you. You felt torn. You wanted to stay but you had to - To hell with it. You carefully moved near his head, curled up in a furry ball and fell asleep. You wanted to show him that someone did care.
That had been going on about a month now. You were staying all night with him and once he got out of the room for breakfast you’d run like hellfire was coming your way. Just to make it in time. The last couple of days though, he had tried to carry you to class with him. Something that was impossible. You would miss the class and all of the professors would know that you were an illegal animagus. Neither were things you were looking forward to. He, however, had managed to do it yesterday.
You were extremely uncomfortable. You hadn’t managed to stop him from carrying you to McGonagall’s class.Out of all of your professors, it had to be the other cat animagus. You knew she knew the moment she saw you. She smiled to herself. “Mr. Black what on earth are you carrying?” she questioned him but her voice wasn’t stiff. She actually enjoyed it. “My cat. Meet Tiger. Tiger, meet Minnie” he proudly introduced you. You were thankful that animals don’t blush. “Your..cat?” she raised an eyebrow in question. Sirius grinned like a mad man. “I adopted her” he answered, thinking that Minnie would be proud. And she was. But for a different reason. She just gave him a pointed look and walked away. “I am not sure you want that kind of relationship with her” she whispered under her breath but you heard it.
You walked into his room. A cat. A cat walked into his room. You had to remind yourself a couple of times that all he ever saw was a cat. You had learned that he was an animagus too- a black dog, which was the biggest irony in the world- as well as Remus’ secret. Not that you didn’t suspect it earlier. His words came as a confirmation. He was already inside, looking kind of mad. “You sneaky little Tiger” he said in a mocking way, pointing you-the cat. You furrowed your eyebrows, wait-not yours per say. You waltzed all the way to him, jumped on his bed and made yourself comfortable on his lap. You gave him a puzzled look or at least that was what you were aiming for. You meowed in protest when he removed you from his lap and almost scratched him. “You haven’t let me impress her! She is never around when you are. Let me take you to her. PLEASE” he exclaimed with a funny look on his face. Oh, no. He wanted to use you to impress a girl? You abruptly yet gracefully landed on the floor, making your way out. You really wanted to be alone for a second. “Wait. No! Don’t go, Tiger” he said and a moment later you found yourself halting. He sounded… broken. “She is never gonna like me. I mean-ugh!”. You weren’t sure if you should scream because ‘she’ wasn’t you or because he was hurt. But you did value his happiness a bit more than yours, so when he picked you up and petted you, you let him. “Sure-most girls just throw themselves at me but she is not like that. She is this angelic-like creature; she is radiating. The sun doesn’t stand a chance. Her smile… oh, Tiger… her smile” he trailed off. He had that stupid grin on his face. He looked cute. You would never have guessed that he could fall so much in love. She was one of the luckiest people on earth to have him swept off his feet- and she didn’t even know. He caressed your small head with affection. Something that you could only gain while in this form. “I wish I could ask her on a date. Even her name is perfect. Have you ever heard a name so… Y/N. I mean it’s flowing like water- Tiger? Tiger!?”. You had lost your balance and fell down to the floor. Then, before you could think what had just happened, three idiots walked in. “Still in love with Tiger?” James teased him but petted you while giving you a sweet smile. You, however, could only think of his previous words. Did he really say your name? Like you were that ‘she’? “No, Prongs. That’s Y/N” Peter said, laughing and you knew that if you weren’t already on the floor you would have fallen. “Man up and ask her out, Pads” Remus advised him. Bless your soul, Moony! You run out of their room and made a beeline to yours. You could really use a moment. Once you were safely inside your dorm, you changed back to your human self! Finally. You decided to skip tonight’s meeting and actually leave him a bit alone. He actually liked you. He liked you. You kept repeating that to yourself but it didn’t seem any less impressive. You thought that you must have done something really good to deserve it.
You were sitting in the Great Hall, eating breakfast and cheerfully participating in the conversation that your friends had started. Something about boys. Oh, you thought about boys, alright. One in particular. You noticed the group walking in and sitting down next to you. James, of course, sat next to his Lily-flower. You chuckled. You could tell that he was staring at you and you felt your heart skip several beats. With all the courage you had muster to find for a second, you turned towards him, smiled brightly. He was taken aback. Your smile only grew bigger. “Good morning Sirius” you said kindly and very amused. “H-Hi!” he stuttered out. You held back the urge to chuckle. The great Sirius Black. Everyone’s attention was on you. “I would love to go out with you” you said nonchalantly while you poured some milk into your coffee. You could hear the gasps coming from everyone. Literally everyone. You looked at him like nothing had happened. He was choking on his breath. “How- Wha-Uh?” he breathed out completely bewildered. “A little cat told me” you said, sending him a wink. His eyes almost popped out. You laughed. He was so dense. “You’re an animagus!” he whispered-yelled, causing you to shush him. “What can I say.? For a dog, you are quite the cat person” you mocked him, continuing your breakfast, but not before you reached and pecked his cheek. Little did you know, he was left breathless, bright red and smiling like he had won the lottery. Because in his mind, he had.
I know all I can do right now is talk about the Renora scene on the airship but can we please talk about the renora scene on the airship? But most importantly..REN’S EXPRESSIONS.
When he first looks at her, he looks a little unsure but then his face gradually turns into a soft expression.
It’s like Ren made the realization that he loves Nora (although, he probably realized that earlier when Nora pushed him under the building…or earlier than that but it’s now more apparent that the Grimm that killed his parents is dead and that’s A LOT off his shoulders and mind).
AND THEN HE STARTS MOVING HIS HAND TO HOLD HER HAND AND UGH THIS SCREENCAP DOESN’T DO ENOUGH TO CAPTURE HIS GROWING SMILE. ONE MILLION BLESSINGS TO THE ANIMATION TEAM FOR SAYING SO MUCH WITH JUST THE TINIEST LITTLE MOVEMENTS OF HIS FACE.
NORA’S INITIAL REACTION IS SO PURE AND CUTE AND EVERYTHING I EVER NEEDED. (And Ren’s face is just…wow…have you ever seen him more serene with the world because I haven’t)
And then Ren puts his hand on-top of Nora’s and Nora holds up his hand and I can just see her examining it like “he really put his hand on my hand”. The way they readjust their hands just kills me in the best way.
NORA’S EXPR/ESSION HERE IS EVEN PURER THAN THAT LAST ONE AND IT JUST SCREAMS “REALLY?”. Like, she’s looking at him to make sure what’s happening is really happening…that he might have the same feelings for her that she’s felt for him for so many years.
AND HE JUST CONFIRMS EVERYTHING SHE’S THINKING (AND HE /KNOWS/ SHE’S THINKING) BY GIVING A LITTLE NOD/CLOSING HIS EYES.
THAT LOOK RIGHT THERE I WILL TALK ABOUT THIS LOOK ALL DAMN DAY, WEEK, YEAR, AND CENTURY. THAT IS LOOK IS LOVE.
I thought this entire scene did an amazing job of developing their relationship and taking it beyond being close friends/crushes with just the smallest details in the animation. A kiss would have amazing and gladly accepted, but I thought their expressions and body language did soooo much more than what a kiss could have done here (besides, there’s plenty more time for kisses in the next volume ;)).
jane sloan is the ultimate bff cause you can tell her you like girls and she’ll still get undressed/change in front of you without a second thought and won’t make any off hand comments that make you feel weird about your sexuality or like you’re being predatory and making her uncomfortable anyway guys watch the bold type
Request~ ‘Heyyy could you do numbers 62, 64 and 68 with kai x reader please?
Prompts: “It’s only one night, we’ll just share the bed.” “Are you ticklish?” “PILLOW FIGHT!”
Imagine~ you and Kai being stuck in a cabin together after Bonnie spells you in.
Word Count: 1554
“Ugh why does Bonnie always rope me into her stupid plans?” you groaned as you collapsed onto the couch.
“She wants to see if my feelings are real and I have feelings towards you so I guess she just wants if they’re real.” Kai sighs, a small smirk playing on his face.
It was true that he had feelings for you but he showed them feelings through flirty comments and smirks.
So to see if he could actually feel Bonnie locked the both of you in a cabin in the middle of nowhere and somehow she roped you into it.
“Ugh, whatever. I’m gonna look around to see if there’s another bed for you to sleep in.” you said dreading to think you’d have to spend the night in the same bed as him.
It didn’t take long to look around the cabin seeing it was very small. All it consisted of was a small kitchen diner, a living room, a bathroom and a single bedroom.
You walked back into the front room seeing Kai lounging on the couch staring blankly at the ceiling fan, his eyes following its pattern of spinning.
“Well, since there’s no more bedrooms I’m sure you’ll be fine sleeping on the couch.” you said, smiling sarcastically as he turned his attention to you.
“It’s only one night, we’ll just share the bed.” Kai said and you could tell he was grinning without even looking at him.
“Fine,” you groaned making Kai smirk, “but try anything and I’ll cut your dick off.”
His smirk fell as he looked at you rolling his eyes making you laugh.
“You wouldn’t want to destroy something you want so bad.” Kai smirked, recovering from your comment.
“Kai.” you seethed throwing a pillow at him making him laugh.
“Since you seem very moody how about we play a board game?” Kai said looking over at you innocently.
“Finally a good idea.” you said smiling at him as you looked on top of the bookshelf.
You pulled down monopoly knowing it was one of the few board games you were actually good at.
You laid the game out on the table as Kai grinned over at you happily.
Kai truly did have a massive crush on you but he wasn’t the best with emotions which meant he didn’t really know how to express them. He hated himself because he’d made you hate him and it killed him.
But here you were setting up a board game for the both of you in a what some might say romantic cabin and that was enough to warm his heart.
“Which piece do you want to be?” you asked, a small smile playing on your lips.
“Erm, the cat.” he said snapping out of his trance.
“Okay..” you trailed off finishing off setting up the board game, your tongue sticking out slightly.
“You’re really beautiful, you know that?” Kai said, his eyes taking every detail of your face.
“T-thank I guess.” you stammered, a light blush washing over your face. You couldn’t deny that you heart fluttered at his comment but you also didn’t want to admit it.
After one game of monopoly you were both tired, you’d forgotten how long a game of monopoly took and you could tell Kai was cheating.
You yawned as Kai entered the room with a glass of water, his eyes drooping slightly and you could tell he was tired.
“Do you wanna head to bed?” you sighed as you pushed yourself off the floor.
“Sounds good to me.” he replied, his voice deeper than usual and it was kind of attractive.
You walked to the bathroom to get changed into some pjs before realizing you didn’t have any. You didn’t know Bonnie’s plan when she locked you in here so you didn’t have time to pack.
“Kai!” you shouted in hopes Kai would let you borrow his shirt to wear to sleep.
He trudged into the bathroom wearing the grey sweats and black top he’d been wearing all night.
“What’s up?” he asked yawning and you could tell he was tired.
“Give me your shirt.” you said bluntly missing your bed back home.
“Somebodies a bit upfront.” he replied smirking as he pulled his shirt from over his head and putting it in your open hand.
“Ugh shut up, I have no pajamas and I want to be comfortable and covered if I’m sleeping next to you.” you sighed, “Now get out.”
Kai remained smirking but left the room as asked without muttering a word leaving you alone in the bathroom.
You peeled off your clothes and threw Kai’s baggy shirt over your torso. It was soft and hung over you like a dress, it smelt like him and it was a good scent.
After a second of reveling in the comfort and warmth you entered the bedroom to see Kai lying on top of the sheets in just his gray sweats.
He glanced over at you as you took in his body, it was masculine but not overly muscular and his sweats hung perfectly just below his hips.
“I know I’m hot, no need to stare.” Kaai smirked, snapping you out of your gaze. You rolled your eyes trying to play it cool as you crawled onto the bed lying next to him.
“By the way, if you wake me up before 10am tomorrow I’ll kill you.” you smiled looking up at the heretic. “Mhm whatever. P.S you look really hot with my shirt on.” he smirked completely brushing over your threat.
“So hot I want to do this.” he said as he pushed his hand beneath the shirt, rubbing your side slowly. His cool rings sent shivers up you spine and you tensed up slightly but tried to recover before he noticed.
“Are you ticklish?” he laughed and you realized your attempt had failed.
“What? No, why would you think that?” you said trying to persuade him to forget about it.
“So if I did this?” he said as he squeezed and tickled your sides lightly. It took everything within you to suppress your giggles but in the end it didn’t work.
His smirk turned into more of a devilish grin when he realized and he stradelled your body to make it easier to tickle you.
“Kai, please don’t.” you whimpered, knowing what you were saying would have no impact on Kai’s actions.
His hands traveled to your sides and he began to tickle you mercilessly. You erupted into a fit of giggles as you squirmed and wriggled beneath him.
“K-Kai. Stop. Please.” you said breathlessly in between your fits of laughter.
In this moment Kai couldn’t help but find you extremely attractive. You were completely under his control and here you where squirming underneath him on a bed you would be sharing.
“Y’know you look really hot right now. All helpless beneath me.” Kai said smirking as his hands detached from your waist.
The room was silent as he looked into your eyes and you peered deep into his blue ones. “I don’t think so but whatever floats your boat.” you said breaking the silence.
He didn’t say anything in reply, instead he leaned in so close you could feel his breath hitting against your face.
But you didn’t think him tickling you and calling you hot was worthy of a kiss yet so you did the only thing you could do in that moment.
You hit him in the face with a pillow, he sat there stunned for a second as you erupted into a fit of laughter.
“PILLOW FIGHT!” you shouted and his eyes lit up. “Oh, it’s on.” he grinned as he grabbed a pillow and flung it across your head.
You returned the hit with more force and you both did this back and forth for a while.
At some points he was sitting on you and others, you on him. In all honesty you didn’t completely understand how you’d gone from sleepy to this but you didn’t care.
After a while of hitting each other back and forth he was on top of you, pinning your arms down on either side of your body.
“Now how about we start back where we left off.” he said smirking as he leaned in catching his lips on yours.
Your eyelids fluttered closed and his loose on your wrists loosened so you pulled your hands away and ran them through his brown locks. His hands slid up your shirt like they had before, his rings adding an extra sensation to his touch.
His tongue swiped along your bottom lips before he squeezed your hips making you gasp which gave him free entry into your mouth. His tongue explored yours as you tugged on his hair slightly.
After a few moments he pulled away for air, a large smirk plastered onto his face. Your small smile broke out into more of a grin.
“I knew you wanted me.” he smirked making you roll your eyes and reconnect your lips with his.
I love how you write my fluff ideas so I have one!! 😂😂 You and Shawn went to the same school and hated each other so much. you two never got along (of course you were into each other) and in a school trip, your were forced to share bedrooms because of a problem. Both always shouting at each other, throwing things but one day you were fighting and Shawn shuts you up with a kiss so rough so hard but so passionate, you literally melt in his arms…❤️😊
Authors note: so there’s going to be 2 parts cos there is so much I have to write- please tell me what you think because I’m legit on the fence and contemplating deleting
“I have to WHAT?” My jaw drops open in surprise. I stare into the room from the door, two single beds taking up most of the room.
“I’m truly sorry about this Y/n, but because you signed up so late for the summer camp, Shawn’s room was the only one left with a spare bed available”. Michelle, the camp leader, tells me, sending a sympathetic smile my way.
“How does this, I can’t.. What?” I don’t understand how I ended up in this situation. I had to spend 2 weeks at a camp that I had no interest in being at. My Mother had signed me up because she didn’t want me- I quote -‘to be on my dang phone the
whole summer’. I took the last spot available, two days before camp began. Because of how late notice it was- I was forced to share a room with a boy. Not just a boy but a boy I hated with my entire being. Shawn Mendes.
“We trust that putting both you and Shawn in a room won’t cause any, uh, hassles…” Michelle fiddles awkwardly, the young camp leader equally uncomfortable at telling two 17 year old’s not to get with each other over the two weeks of sharing a room. The thought made me laugh. Like I would ever want to get with Shawn.
“I didn’t think that this would be allowed- isn’t there camp policies?” I ask, gesturing between Shawn and I. My gaze flicks over to Shawn for the first time since I got here. I can’t help but admit that he did look good in the black nike shorts he was wearing, and the t-shirt adorning his figure enhanced his muscular chest.
I shake my head, I was supposed to be hating this guy- not picturing what he’d look like without a shirt.
“It isn’t.” Michelle giggles- her fair complexion suited the airy laugh she had. “But your Mum was so insistent on having you at camp that we agreed- as long as you both agreed not to do anything inappropriate”.
“Like I’d ever do anything like that with Y/n”. Shawn rolls his eyes and I send him an icy glare.
“Shut up Shawn, like you’d get any if you even tried.” I hiss, walking past him and dumping my bag on the bed yet to be covered with linen.
“Well I’m just going to head off now- check on other campers, lunch is served at 1 in the dining hall!” Michelle cheers, smiling at us before shutting the door quickly. It was like she could sense a fight which of course, was inevitably coming. Shawn and I had been going to school together since we were 15 and over the past 3 years we had never gotten along. Not once.
I grab out my bed sheets from the bag and begin the laborious process of making my bed. I feel Shawn’s eyes on me and I look at him to see him smirking.
“What?” I snap, moving around to the other side of the bed to tuck the sheet in.
“Nothing, well, I just find it funny that you think if I tried anything that you thought you would be able to resist me.”
I scoff, grabbing out my doona. “You’re insane, Shawn.”
“Says you,” he scowls, beginning to unpack his own bag.
“What are you trying to say Shawn?” I glare at him, chucking the quilt over my bed.
“Just that I don’t know how I got stuck with you.” He shrugs his shoulders.
“You think I asked to get put in a room with you? News flash Shawn- I don’t even want to be here!” He stares at me for a moment, the silencing engulfing the room.
I sigh, leaving my bag open on the floor and grabbing my camper’s pass. “I’m leaving, it’s nearly one.”
“I don’t care.” Shawn mutters, his back to me.
“Shut up Shawn,” I call to him over my shoulder before slamming the door shut to our cabin.
Its going to be a long 2 weeks.
The only good thing about camp so far was that my friend Ally had been forced to go along as well by her parents- her parents having the same reason as my Mum, that we needed to get ‘fresh air’.
Now I was sitting on a table with five other girls who we had been making conversation with.
“Hey Y/n, Shawn 2 o’clock,” Ally elbows me and I groan softly, digging my fork into my baked potato angrily.
“Whoa, girl, that baked potato doesn’t deserve your anger,” Naomi, Ally’s room mate, teases me. Even though I had only met her around 20 minutes ago, Naomi and I were developing a fast friendship.
“Its Shawn that’s got her so worked up.” Ally giggles and that one comment catches the whole table’s attention.
“Is Shawn your boyfriend Y/n?” Jordan, a short strawberry blonde sitting across the table, asks me.
“No!” I say quickly and Ally laughs.
“Shawn and Y/n are room mates for camp,” Ally tells the group, a lock of shock across most of their faces.
“Who’s Shawn?” Lacey asks, twirling her brown hair around her fingers- a habit I discovered that she did a lot.
“The one in the black shorts and t-shirt, dark brown hair.” Ally points him out.
“Damn girl, why aren’t you dating him?” Naomi asks, her eyes twinkling with humor.
“Don’t try me right now.” I point my fork at them all, Sarah and Jordan laughing at my reaction.
“They’re sworn enemies.” Ally continue to fill the group in.
“Damn right we are,” I comment, taking a bite of my baked potato.
“They also have insane sexual tension, trust me, you’ll feel it when they’re near each other-”
“Ally!” I yelp, slapping her arm which causes her to jump in surprise.
“Ow! Why would you do that?” She asks, frowning at me.
I ignore her question, looking at the girls who are all trying to hold back laughs.
“We don’t have any sexual tension guys, Ally’s just joking.” I say seriously.
“Don’t deny it Y/n, I mean Shawn is very good looking.” Naomi chuckles, winking at me. The girls nod, agreeing,
“Ugh, stop this is Shawn.” I shiver, my stomach flipping when I thought of Shawn’s curly hair and dark eyes.
“Honey, look at him- actually great time to look at him ‘cos he’s walking this way.” Naomi says. Her short dark curly hair bounces as she laughs at my shocked expression as I quickly turn to look over my shoulder where, of course, Shawn was walking straight towards me. A smirk appears on his face when he catches my gaze.
“Look at the time, got to go.” I rush, trying to get up.
“Nope, sit back down, I want to see this sexual tension live and in action.” Naomi tells me sternly, pulling my arm to sit me back down.
“Aw look at my little room mate, already made some friends,” Shawn ruffles my hair and I scowl at him, turning away from him to face forward, conveniently away from him.
“Don’t you have someone else to bother Shawn.” I growl at him, my body freezing as he leaned forward, one hand on the left side of me to grip onto the table to support his body as his chest pressed against my back. His other arm went over my right shoulder to grab a chunk of potato that I had previously cut off and chucking it into his mouth.
“You know I love to annoy you.” He smirks, licking his bottom lip.
“You know I love to hate you.” I smile sarcastically, tilting my head back to meet his eyes. “Now go away, you’ve had your fun.”
“Aw no please?” Shawn pouts, leaning closer so that his face was a few inches from mine and the familiar glare that Shawn must be so accustomed to returns to my face.
“Shut up Shawn.” I tell him, pushing his face away from mine.
“That’s her favorite thing to tell him.” I hear Ally whisper. I look back to see 6 pairs of eyes glued to Shawn and I. I give them all a warning look and everyone except Naomi and Ally return to their food.
“Ally was right, your sexual tension is crazy.” Naomi states bluntly and I feel my cheeks grow hot, Shawn’s body that was still pressed against my back was creating warning bells in my head.
“Right?” Shawn jokes, and the warning bells get louder. “We should hook up, doesn’t that sound like something we should do?” He teases, leaning closer to me again and the smell of his cologne was intoxicating and something that I shouldn’t be wanting more of.
“In your dreams Shawn.” I shove his hand off my shoulder.
“I know you will be.” He winks and my cheeks feel hotter then the sun, “How about you meet me in my room- around 9?” He grins cheekily and I roll my eyes.
“We’re sharing a room you idiot.” I mutter, resting my elbow on the table and placing my head in my hand.
“That makes everything easier then,” He grins, and a few of the other girls on the table giggle in response. I feel my stomach twist in annoyance.
“Just leave me alone Shawn.” I push my chair back and he moves out of the way to avoid getting hit.
“No can do Sweetheart.” He grins again and I clench my hands into fists.
“I’m not going to say this again. Leave. Me. Alone. I don’t like you, you don’t like me so just can we ignore each other for lets say, the rest of these two weeks? Agreed? Perfect.” I don’t give him a chance to respond before turning away, saying a quick ‘see you later’ to the girls before leaving the dinning hall.
Summary: When you almost die in battle, a distraught Bucky - afraid of what will become of him if he loses you - decides to end things. But what happens when he loses his memory, only to end up falling in love with you all over again?
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Word Count: 2,147
Warnings: Language, Angst
A/N: Hopefully this chapter doesn’t hurt too much - I personally recommend listening to Helium by Sia + Song Cry by August Alsina while reading this (mainly b/c they’re the two songs that I listened to while writing this) // also big s/o to my wife Blade, just because I love her and am eternally grateful for her in my life || crtfy masterlist
Dialogue prompt: "Hushed exclamation of wonder!" "What?" "I said, hushed exclamation of wonder."
HAHAHA oh my god hold on, I got this.
“She tried to drink from the fountain in the quad,” Keisha says as soon as she enters the room. Her hair is sticking wildly out of her braids and there’s a certain desperation in her eyes that’s become rather common the past few days. “Again.”
The three other students gathered in the empty classroom, huddled over coffee cups and half-filled notebooks, groan.
“I’ll add it to the board,” Abir says. There are deep bags under his eyes and he’s got the most coffee cups piled up in front of his chair. He hauls himself out of his seat and to the front of the room. He uncaps the dry erase marker and writes Drinking from fountain to the bottom, right under BROCCOLI AND WHIPPED CREAM ARE NOT HUMAN FOODS.
It’s a long, long list.
“Maybe,” Catherine says carefully, “we should tell her. I think she’d be more aware if she knew we knew. You know?”
“Fuck off,” Gio says. “I’ve been awake for way too long to make sense of that shit.” He puts his hand back down on the table, seemingly uncaring of the coffee puddle his hair falls into.
“She’s worked so hard though,” Keisha says, dropping down into an empty chair. “She’s getting better, really. She doesn’t do the stalker-stare as much anymore!”
“Yes she does,” Gio says, not lifting his head. “She just does it when you’re not looking. Still creepy.”
“I think Catherine is right,” Abir says, dragging himself back to his chair. “She thinks she’s blending in because we haven’t said anything. The suits almost saw her scuttle up that big pine tree yesterday. That doesn’t exactly scream human.”
“Exactly,” Catherine says, slapping the table. “If she knows we know then we can give her more obvious pointers! And stop her from giving herself away to the Men in Black.”
“We don’t know they’re the Men in Black,” Keisha says. “Maybe they really are auditing the university.”
The four friends stare at each other, Gio deigning to lift his head, for a long moment. Then they all burst out laughing.
“Oh my god,” Abir says, wiping tears from under his eyes. “I asked them about their geiger counters. They told me they were calculators.”
Catherine slaps the table again. “Ha ha, holy shit. That beats when they followed me and Georgiana into the ceramics room for some records.”
“I think my favorite part might be their fake ass badges,” Gio says. “I googled an IRS badge and they don’t look anything alike.”
“They’re so bad at their cover,” Keisha says, “it’s sad.”
“They might actually be worse at pretending than Georgiana is,” Gio says, “and she’s, you know.” He raises his eyebrows. “Not from around here.”
That sets them all off again. And if the laughter, at one point, becomes somewhat closer to crying than laughing, no one mentions it.
Summary: An assignment in which you must mother a baby simulator doll pairs you with Grayson Dolan, a cocky, arrogant jerk, who was only out to make your life difficult, it seemed. In a project based on bonding and developing parenting skills, you and Grayson must set aside your differences and work together to be good parents and pass the class. Only one of you was willing to do it, however, and it wasn’t Grayson.
Word Count: 1190.
A/N: Here it is! I am beyond excited for this series and I hope you are too. Please, please leave feedback, I would appreciate it so much. Enjoy! PS this entire miniseries will be dedicated to @themdolanboys. I owe her my entire lifetime and more for all she’s done for me 💛