waiting for the hate to come


Warnings: RATED M Fluffy smut, thigh riding, light dirty talk, clothed smut etc..

A/N: this is my first smut ever and i hate myself lol, i do want to start this blog up again since i’ve improved as a writer and also i want more friends!! so!!! yes !!! my request box is open!! LET THE FLOOD COME. come to meeee please.

Overview: Gryffindor reader is feeling nervous about graduating when Young!Sirius comes to console her.

Originally posted by kalaharim

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@district3-jj here’s another one of your suggestions. your other one has already been written by me, hope you like this one too! 

#222: aaron blushes whenever someone compliments robert when they’re out. once they were in the supermarket in town and aaron was watching him pick out some fruit, he felt a squeeze to his arm and turned to see an old lady smiling at him and telling him that he was lucky to have a ‘looker’ like robert. he just nodded, cheeks going all red and waited for her to leave before he whispered, “yeah i really am” and caught robert wink at him before walking back over.

Aaron hates food shopping in general. He’s impatient when it comes to picking out what’s best and he usually just grabs the cheapest thing he can get. 

Robert’s different though, of course he’s different

“Mate, can we just get out of here now.” Aaron’s moaning, feels like a child and Robert doesn’t even raise an eyebrow anymore because he’s used to this, he’s expecting a little tantrum after the fifteen minute mark ticks by. 

“I’m just looking for the humus I like.” Robert says, humming a little to himself as he looks back at Aaron and sees his husband give him this little stubborn nod. Robert smiles, comes a little closer to Aaron and then he’s pressing a quick kiss to his cheek. 

“And before ya say anything, it’s the one with the little olive bits, not just the usual stuff." 

Aaron smiles a little at that, Robert knows him so well it’s a joke. 

He lets him go, lets his husband wander off down the isle looking aimlessly for this Finest Range humus which probably cost five quid and tastes like shit. 

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anonymous asked:

Mhh sounds like Kaneki still hasn't found really a reason to live if he feels empty like Takizawa. But I will be disappointed if the final message will be something like "Hide comes back. Now he found his reason for living". I will hate it if "one person" is just Kanekis reason in the end why he found a reason to live. I'm far more for self love in the end. Sorry I just had to get rid of this.

Oh that’s kinda interesting :’D. Made me remember this here (x) “Living for someone else is bad living”…..And I actually do agree with that. But let’s wait before we judge too soon, we still don’t know what Ishida plans ;’).

anonymous asked:

I can't wait until your writing stops appearing in my dash

  [ There is a door that way - you are free to use it. If not, blacklist in general if you don’t like it. Honestly you are such a coward coming as anon, but it’s OK. I do believe I know who you are given all you done is talk crap about me without actually knowing me. ]

anonymous asked:

I guess my feeling was right about the 25th just not the things that I expected tbh lol - hp anon

Same lol 

Anonymous said to shadyshit91:could the r tattoo have soemthing to do with his music or soemthing, maybe thats why its so visible and kind of focused on


Anonymous said to shadyshit91:“Louis Tomlinson performed at the Ultra Music Festival after learning that he isn’t father.” Do it.

I’m waiting….

Anonymous said to shadyshit91:People wrote an article for this??? Oh let’s wait and see 

Anonymous said to shadyshit91:Ughhhh I feel the same way that 1D not coming back anon does and I hate it. 💔


Anonymous said to shadyshit91:Ok twitter*com/larryareathome/status/845745384945278976

I do think M25 has a meaning, but I don’t this RBB pic is relatable to this year 

Anonymous said to shadyshit91:also, considering what date it is today, it seems pretty clear that a contract of some kind might have been lifted off harry, and so who would blame him to take the first chance he get to show that off? he can’t help that it’s the same day as ultra and therefore louis’ performance.

Besides, I’m pretty sure they talked about this??? Like

please know that whatever kida says about me lying about my age is wrong i never ever said i was 15 i have never in my life lied to someone about my age i have always waited to tell them until i trusted them because i have always been the youngest and younger than everyone and i htought they would all hate me if htey knew that i was s o young and i just wanted to be friends with people so i woudl wait ad n wait and push it off
i apparently come off older than i actually amd and i clearly remember in a call with silver, him and myself i asked how old he thought i was and he said “i dont know, 15 or 16?” and i responded with a simple cool because it hoguht it was interesting that he thought i was so old he has fabricated this memory and i never ever told him i was 15 and even when i told him i was 12 he called me cute and continued on like i had never even told him

neil and andrew’s first kiss is so important

it’s andrew giving in to an impulse he’s been fighting off because he knows deep down kissing neil would not be anything like kissing roland. because he cares about neil and he hates it but he knows that there’s no turning back now

it’s neil figuring out that he really does want this but still unsure if it’s worth the risk

it’s andrew saying ‘tell me no’ and neil not saying anything because he’s kind of in the middle of a crisis and he wants to kiss andrew, he doesn’t want to say ‘no’ but he can’t say ‘yes’ yet either

and it’s andrew pushing neil away even though he doesn’t tell him ‘no’ because he didn’t say ‘yes’ either and he knows that even if he had neil isn’t in any state of mind to be able to give consent

that kiss on the roof is the start of everything and andrew is terrified of falling but he’s really too late to stop it 


I just got done CRYING over FUCKIGN YURI ON ICE

I FEEL SO BETRAYED. HOW Could someone make something…. just so…


i have mascarra and eyeliner in my eyes and running down my face , im a hot mess.

2016 was absolute trash but yuri on ice single handedly SHREADED MY ASS

Im such a hateful person but YOI ha allowed me to see the light. it cured my acne. it made babies stop crying. it crashed tumblr. 

YOI is a national treasure and and emotional rollercoaster. 

[TRANS] BTS Japan Official Fanclub Magazine - Jin’s Biography

Liked gaming since kindergarten
The vigorous boyhood

1~2 years after being born in Anyang City, Gyeonggi Province, I moved to the neighboring Gwacheon City. My memories started from Gwacheon. I was awkward about taking photos until just before debuting, so I hardly have any childhood photo. It’s hard to find photos from back then. When you take photos, you have to stand still. I hated hearing “Wait, let’s take just one photo!” and having to stand still.

My favorite thing in kindergarten days was the popular dinosaur character game back then. We only had one game but my hyung hogged it all, so I really wanted to play it at that time. I don’t know if it’s the reason why I like games now too.

I was a vigorous child in elementary school. After school, I would go play with my friends and come back at dinner time, then do my homework and sleep. It was my routine. I had a lot of friends too. We would only play every day and not study at all (laughs). My favorite subject was Physical Education. It’s the exact opposite to now (laughs). I liked running, swimming, tennis and also golfing that my father taught me how to play. He likes snowboarding and skiing so he often takes me to the ski resort, and I started from that. Although my father frequently went on business trips, when he came home, he would play his favorite sports with me. He often took me abroad too. Japan, Europe, Australia,.. But I’m not very into travelling so it felt like I was half-forced (laughs).

I talk with my 2-year-older hyung every day. We play games together and talk about this and that, it seems like our relationship got even better than before.

Grew up to be a hesitant guy in front of the opposite sex due to going to all-boy middle & high school!?

I was too into gaming since 1st year of middle school so I didn’t go out to play (laughs). Me and my friends kept staying in the PC room to play games in summer break. 

My best friends are friends from middle school. The relationship between us four people is quite good, even after we went to study higher, we would go to the valley and play together in summer break and go snowboarding in winter break. Even now we still contact each other every day and contend for each other’s old men’s jokes (laughs)

In terms of music, I liked Lee Seunggi sunbaenim’s ‘Delete’, KCM sunbaenim’s ‘Black & White Photos’ and Turtles sunbaenim’s ‘Airplane’. I also listen to Buzz sunbaenim’s music often so I like rock ballad even until now.

Since I went to all-boy school for both middle and high school, I had absolutely no contact with girls for 6 years. Even after going to university, I still couldn’t look into girls’ eyes. I would drop my eyes low and “Hey, how’s it going?” (laughs). I met an easy-going friend in university so he mended that manner too. He hit me and said “I told you to look in the eyes and talk!”… But still, I fit in better with guys (laughs).

The path to become a singer through scouting
Currently taking music composing with seriousness!

In 1st year of high school, my dream was to become a newspapers reporter to stand by the second-class citizens’ side. I used to read newspapers articles every day. The dream of becoming an actor was born in my 2nd year, after watching Kim Namgil-ssi in the drama ‘Queen Seondeok’. I was touched and thought that, I wanted to make people cry with my acting too. So I entered the Film Major in university .

3 months after entering, I was scouted and became a trainee. The rapper line was in the company already, and Jungkook joined 2 days after me. I came into the practice room and saw a kid with eyes like Bambi standing, I asked ‘…Who is this?’ and he stood up and said ‘Oh! My name is Jeon Jungkook!’. Even when I told him ‘Sit down,’ he said ‘Oh no! I’m okay!’ (laughs). The one with deepest first impression would be Namjoon who was practicing dancing. It was my first time seeing someone practicing dancing since I was born, so I thought ‘Wow, he’s a trainee. Cool.’

As I trained, I went to eat with other trainees as well and enjoyed my trainee life. I liked dancing back then. But after debuting, I heard people saying ‘He can’t dance’ so I lost my confidence… Despite that, thanks to ARMYs who always tell me ‘It’s cute’, ‘You did a great job’, I regained my confidence and now, it seems like I can dance.

My life right now is great, and I’m satisfied with being in BTS. My interest in music started after I met the members. Back in debut days, I couldn’t even think I can write songs. Thanks to the influence from our members, I’m now continuing to write songs. Even though they aren’t at the level of being put into albums yet, I got good responses and am working hard right now.

If someday the chance comes, I want to try acting. V is doing that now so I’m happy with it. Compared to acting,  I want to improve my skills in singing and performing more. It’s physically draining but I feel the joy in it.

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anonymous asked:

Do you have any assassin AU's?

Assassin/Spy AU

From Russia, With Thinly Veiled Hate by diogcnes, Mature, 1.2k (WIP)
“The name’s Nikiforov, Viktor Nikiforov.”
“Jesus, Viktor. Do you have to say that to every mark we meet?” James Bond AU! I can’t wait for more!!!

our doubts are traitors by astoryaboutwar, Explicit, 15k (WIP)
The powered assassins AU in which betrayal comes first, forgiveness second, and love was always somewhere in the equation. SO good!

Eros & The Playboy by Gayson, Mature, 9.6k (WIP)
Yuuri Katsuki’s alter ego was nothing like him. Eros was flexible, silent, confident, seductive, a master thief. Nobody would suspect him to be the allusive charming criminal. Not a single soul. Viktor Nikiforov was the best spy in the agency. He was a charming fellow- a playboy at heart. One of the top Agents in the CIA, he was riding on his high of life. SO GOOD SO FAR WOW!

you’ve heard this one before by AXSY, Teen, 13k (WIP)
In which Victor Nikiforov is a Man for Hire. Urban legends say that, for the right price (and sometimes just for kicks), he can single handedly pull off any job in the world. Beautiful, invincible and filthy rich. Enter Katsuki Yuuri and it all goes to shit. Hitman/Mafia AU!

Figure Skater Time - Assassination on Ice by Kagami_Sorako, Mature, 67k
When Victor breaks Yuuri’s heart he couldn’t stand up. Broken and without an idea what to do he stumbles over his old equippment from his most interesting school year. His final year at Kunugigaoka junior high school in the assassination classroom with the worlds best teacher and strongest target. This is really good!

black cat, white cat by Authoress, Mature, 11k (WIP)
In which Yuuri punches, shoots at, seduces, dances on, and in other words, falls in love with Viktor, and Viktor with him. LOVE!!

Assassin’s Tango by MEIXIU, Explicit, 29k (WIP)
They are the world’s most greatest assassins. Their identities are a secret, even from each other. One day, however, they discover that they have been assigned to kill one another and their reality comes crashing down on them both. Great fic!

these kinda wounds they last and they last by Syster, Teen, 29k
When agents of the different super secret services around the world starts going rogue, Viktor Nikiforov is tasked with finding out what’s going on. Japan, shamed by being the latest to have an agent turn traitor, sends their best, the son of legendary super spy Hiroko Katsuki, to help out. Highly recommend!

Spies on Ice: The Cold War by nuclearchinchilla, Mature, 7.1k (WIP)
“To prepare you for a honeypot operation, you must now practice seducing sensitive information out of me. If you do succeed, I would consider that very impressive.”/ “Mr Nikiforov, should you be unable to recall, you took one look at this man and defected with him, ziplining right over the Berlin wall with your dick out. I don’t think you’re qualified to make that statement.”/ “He did not have his dick out!” Thumbs up!



So I finally finished the pre-order bonus. You will be getting one randomly assorted sticker sheet with any of these guys on it. (Not necessarily these two assortments but similar) You will have to cut them out yourself tho! And they are vinyl! So decently waterproof! Because I got these out so late Im extending the pre-order window to the end of the month. Remember that bonus stickers and pair order discount is only available for pre-orders! I should be getting the charms in very soon so look out for pics of them!

More info on these on the etsy page here!–  



And then the next week, Mark and I had similar relations…

One Piece ワンピース [Totland Arc / Chapter 844] : Captain “Strawhat” Luffy vs Sanji “Black Leg” Vinsmoke

“I’m going on a Hunger Strike!! Come hell or high water! I won’t budge from this spot until you come back! Don’t make me wait long Sanji! Without you I won’t..I can’t..BECOME THE PIRATE KING!!”

Damnnn Oda-sensei, back at it again with the sad emotions!! GUHH this chapter.. so many onions. I DON’T EVEN LIKE VEGETABLES DAMMIT. I hate how the crew keeps splitting up in the recent arcs, they need each other! Marimo woulda cut that crap out instantly, but thats probably why Oda sent him away, our dear 1st mate. Germa66 still garbage, but SANJI-KUN!! #MODOTTE #BAKA 


There are cis women who grow beards. There are cis women who don’t get periods. There are cis women who are infertile. There are cis women without breasts. There are cis women with deep voices. There are cis women with broad shoulders. There are cis women without uteruses.

How do you define “woman”? There will always be one of your precious “woman born women” that won’t fit your definition.

You throw cis women under the bus at any chance just to hurt and harm trans women. You say you fight for women, but you are all just mysoginists in disguise. You are disgusting hyporcrites and I hate you all.

Context: Myself and 3 other players are staying at the first Inn in the town, waiting for our contact who’s late and may or may not actually be coming. I only have to meditate for 4 hours so I offer to take the second watch while everyone else gets some sleep because nobody trusts this city. 

Me: I’d like to look out the window of the room and see if can observe or hear anything strange outside. 

GM: Roll for sight. 

Me: *rolls a 1* 

GM: Roll a listen check. 

Me: *rolls a 19* 

GM: You press up against the glass and are able to vividly hear the sound of it shattering as a grappling hook breaks through the window. It has enough force to both send you stumbling back and for several sharp shards to hit you in the face. 

How come Tumblr hasn't go crazy about the kidnapping?

Seriously, where are all the SJWs condemning the ableist crime….

Oh wait! This was against a white guy, so obviously, tumblr will be quiet!

Let me tell you something, if the roles were reversed, and it were 4 white guys kicking a mentally disabled black guy, all of you would be saying how it was a racist hate crime. You would be posting how much you hate white people, and how white people suck.

But what had happened was that it was 4 black people against a mentally disabled white guy and where are y'all at?!?!??!! Oh yeah, not saying anything, cause you won’t. Cause according to y'all “you can’t be racist against white people” well, news flash, you can. And this is the evidence.

Let’s take race and politics aside.

The fact remains that 4 people kidnapped a mentally disabled person and tortured him for 48 hours.

Let that sink in for a minute, and re-evaluate yourself.

Translation: The Flat Chat (Kollektivet) - 04.12

Eskild: I’m shopping for groceries, anyone need anything?

Noora: There’s no more toilet paper.

Eskild: Isak, do you need anything?

Isak: Maybe a Fanta.

Linn: I’ve had heartache before, Isak. It was fucking awful. Locked myself in my room and slept all day.

Noora: So you still have heartache? 

Linn: No? At first you just feel down, sad and hurt. But then comes the hate.

Isak: I will never hate Even.

Linn: Just you wait. It will come. Hate is a good thing. It means that you’ll start getting over him. And when you’re done hating you become completely indifferent and then you’ll be able to fall in love with someone new. Then you’ll look back and see the two of you as an experience and that’s it.

Eskild: Linn has never been so active in the chat before.

Noora: Ik. I think Isak hit a soft spot with the Fanta.

Ik = I know.

Fanta = the soft drink

And Linn, you seriously need to chill the fuck down. Now is NOT the time.

Lost Track of Time

|| Pt. 1 || Pt. 2 || Pt. 3

Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Angst

Summary: You were mad, but he was out of patience 

Word Count: 1526

Warning: eh, not really a warning…that is unless you hate the F-bomb and other kinds of curse words.

Originally posted by shishikookie

You were fuming. Here you were, dressed in a stunning gown that you knew he would love and holding a boxed Rolex that you were going to gift him. You had waited for him in the fancy 5-star restaurant where you had gotten a reservation, a reservation that took you at least eight months worth of pay to save up for. But here you were, back in your shared apartment at 1 am in the morning waiting for your boyfriend of two years to come home. Yes, he had stood you up.

You would have understood if he had called you or messaged you. Hell, you would have understood if he sent a freaking messenger pigeon to send you a letter telling you why he couldn’t make it. But guess what you didn’t receive? Any sort of indication from Jungkook on where he was or why he didn’t come. 

On the couch you fiddled around with your phone tossing it up and catching it over and over again, waiting for a phone call or text message from him. Instead of the blaring sound of your ringtone or a notification indicating a message, you heard something else: the opening of the front door. He was home. 

Jungkook crept in and quietly removed his shoes since he thought that you would be most likely to be asleep by now. That’s why he was so surprised to find you awake in the middle of the night sitting on the couch wearing a long gown. 

“Oh, jagi. I thought you were asleep.” You shook your head and scoffed in disbelief.

“Don’t tell me that you don’t know why I’m awake right now, Jeon Jungkook.” He shifted when he heard you refer to him by his full name. You never used his full name unless you were angry. 

If he wasn’t so tired he would have asked you what was wrong. If he wasn’t so tired he would be doing his aegyo to cheer you up. If he wasn’t so tired he wouldn’t be picking a fight with you. 

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Did you just kissed him? {Isaac Lahey}

Gif is not mine.

Summary: In which Isaac and the reader gets stuck in a room, resulting in Isaac fighting to control himself

Prompts: #54:  “Oh my, the world is about to come to an end.” 

#101:  “Your mouth is open, sound is coming from it. This is never good.”

Pairing: Isaac Lahey x Reader

Warnings: none, I guess

Word Count: 1600+

Requested by i-never-liked-this-apple-much

Request: “Ok so I don’t know if I can combine them but can you do 54 and 101 with Isaac please. Thank you so much!”

Yes, you can combine them! Thank you for requesting, and sorry about the long wait. Hope you like it! ♥♥

You hated Isaac.

He teased you all the time, even in school. You could blame him for your bad grades, because there was no way you could pay attention to class with him always annoying you, poking you and disturbing your concentration.

And wasn’t just that. He had always disagreed with you in front of the pack too, no matter how brilliant your ideas were, or how helpful could you be. In return, you tried to ignore him as much as possibly, but somehow he always found a way to disturb you.

That night wasn’t going to be any different. It was Friday, and Scott had texted you to let you know that the pack would meet at his house. That surprised you, because the pack had reunited only a few days ago, but you decided not to question him anyway. If there was going to be another meeting, something important must be going on.

Obviously, Isaac would be there and, considering that you are also part of the pack, there was no escape. You had to go.


You stood awkwardly in the front door after ringing the bell, waiting for someone to invite you to enter, even knowing that the door wasn’t locked. As you waited, you rubbed the palms of your hands together, trying to warm yourself.  

It was a cold day in Beacon Hills, and like everyone else, you were dying for a good cup of hot chocolate. But guess what? Instead of it, you had to stay outside Scott’s house until he wanted to open the door for you.  

When someone finally came to invite you to enter, though, that someone unluckily wasn’t Scott.  

“Eh, look at what I have outside my door”, Isaac teased, keeping the door open for you. “What are you doing here, little wolf?”  

You hated when he called you like that, and that was probably why he called you like that.

Your mouth is open, sound is coming from it.” You mumbled, rolling your eyes. This is never good.

You didn’t wait for Isaac to answer anything and entered the house, dashing into him on purpose as you passed.  

“So, where’s Scott and everyone?” You asked, sitting down on the sofa.  

Isaac closed the door behind him and sat in the other sofa with a confused expression.  


“Yeah,” you replied, annoyed. “Lydia, Stiles, Derek…How we can make a pack reunion without a pack?”  

“There’s no pack reunion,” Isaac guaranteed, smirking. “You know, if you wanted to see me you didn’t had to invent such excuses, Y/N.”

“Keep dreaming,” you laughed sarcastically and stood up. You were going to call Scott later to make him explain himself, that was for sure. “Well, I have nothing to do here anymore, so I’m going home. I hope Scott have a great excuse to make me came all the way here for nothing.”

You walked towards the door, only to notice that it was locked.

You looked at Isaac. “Why you locked this?”

“It’s not locked,” Isaac pointed.

“It is.”

“It’s not.”

“I’m telling you, it’s locked!” You insisted.

Isaac stood up and tried to open the door too, but, like you said, it was locked.

“It is locked,” Isaac observed reflexively.

“Oh, really, Sherlock?” You retorted, crossing your arms. You sighed. “Do you have the key?”

“Scott probably took it,” he explained. “Unless you want to put down the door, we’re locked in here.”

Isaac opened the other door, which lead to the kitchen, but couldn’t pass through it: someone had made a barrier using mountain ash, keeping you both in the living room. It was everywhere, even in the windows. When Isaac noticed it, he started to try to force his way out of the room desperately, and in matter of seconds he was breathing hardly as if he was suffering of one of Scott’s asthma attacks. You started to feel concerned.

You didn’t had to be a genius to know who did that, and why.

Concentrating a little, you could smell clearly the scent of the twins. Seriously, that alpha pack was starting to annoy you. A lot.

Trying to think about some kind of plan to get out of this situation, you stared at Isaac’s back as he scratched the wall with his werewolf claws, knowing that if you didn’t do anything, he would destruct everything he could see, including yourself. Warily, you stepped forward and carefully put your hand in his shoulder, waiting for him to look at you, but he never did.

“Isaac?” You then called softly, in a tone you thought you would never use with him. “Isaac, calm down.”

He turned his face to look at you, and you noticed that his eyes were already shinning in yellow before he turned forward again.

Bad sign. Very, very bad sign.

You knew about his father, and how he had been abusive with Isaac, keeping him locked for hours. Was obvious that in some minutes he would lost control because of his trauma, even if Scott’s living room wasn’t that small. The problem wasn’t the size of the room, was the pain of remembering, the bad memories that were probably evading his head, and all you could do was watch while Isaac fought for control. You surely weren’t expecting that a pack reunion would end this way.

If you wanted to make it out alive, was better think fast. Very fast.

“Go…go away,” Isaac tried to warn you, breathing visibly hardly. “You have to go.”

You swallowed hard, taking probably the dumbest decision of your life. “I’m not going anywhere.”

Well, you couldn’t even if you wanted to, so instead you picked up your phone and texted Lydia, quickly explaining what happened and hoping she would see the message. The only chance you and Isaac had was her.

Isaac’s hands balled into fists as he lowered his head, never making eye contact with you.

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

His voice was low, fragile, but there was an undeniable truth in every word he said. Your heart stirred as Isaac looked at you over his shoulder, his pain clear in his beautiful blue eyes. He was fighting against himself, his instincts, and it was visible that he was in pain while trying to do it.

And it was all because he didn’t wanted to hurt you.

You knew this situation could end very bad to you; Isaac was, in fact, stronger than you. He had more experience, and he was a man while you were still a girl, naturally smaller than him. You couldn’t expect to win against him in a fight.

“Isaac, look at me.”

He hesitated, breathing with difficulty, but did as you told after a few seconds, his eyes fixed on you as he turned to face you.

His heartbeat drummed in your werewolf ears, as well as your own, but you had to ignore them both to concentrate on the right words to say. You took a small, careful step towards him.

“I know you’re not going to hurt me,” you said, braver than you really felt.

“No, stop…” Isaac adverted quietly, his eyes flashing in yellow, and then back to blue again. “Please.”

You ignored his words, taking another step closer to him.

“You’re strong, Isaac, you’re stronger than this.”

He pressed his eyes shut for a moment, trying to resist the transformation, but you could see that his teeth and claws were starting to appear and that he could not tolerate it for too long.

“Stop,” he begged. “Don’t…”

“It’s okay.”

With another step and your heart beating as fast as possible, you stretched your arms and put one hand in each side of Isaac’s face, making his eyes find yours. His skin was warm under your palms, and his breath was now touching your face softly as he watched your movements with attention, not knowing what you were about to do.


Just breathe, Y/N. Just breathe.

You stared at Isaac’s eyes intensely, keeping eye contact as your face approached his, enough for your noses to touch and for you to smell the nice scent coming from him. You saw a look of curiosity in his eyes just before you closed yours, slowly pressing your lips against his softly.

His body tensed up for a moment, surprised, but then Isaac’s lips moved against yours without warning, catching you in a slow and intense kiss that brought butterflies into your stomach. His lips were softer than you imagined, moving in sync with yours, wanting to feel you closer.

And god, Isaac was a damn good kisser.

But then, when your conscience hit you and you were about to break the kiss, Isaac’s hands found their way to your waist, pulling you closer to him until there was no space between your bodies, his chest against yours as your hearts beat in sync.

Somehow, your hands rested at the back of his neck, caressing the warm skin as the kiss deepened and your mind went blank. There was nothing else happening around you two; it was as if the world had stopped as you started to kiss.

You was so involved in the kiss that neither of you noticed your surroundings until you heard someone cough, making you pull away from him, alarmed.

As you opened your eyes, you saw Stiles, Lydia and Scott watching you two, amused. Lydia had the biggest smile of all, at the pace that Scott and Stiles just couldn’t believe their eyes. Not that you could have blamed them; you and Isaac were always arguing.

“We…” you began, uncertain of where to start.

But even before you could think about some explanation, Stiles stepped forward, pointing at Isaac’s direction and looking at you with a funny expression.

“Did you just kissed him?” he asked. Oh my, the world is about to come to an end.”

A/N: Sorry about any errors. Part two maybe?