we promised to stay

post break-up au
  • i literally can’t sleep alone anymore so i’ve shown up at your door in my pyjamas, can we have one more nap together, please? 
  • we promised to stay friends but we’re doing the same stuff we did when we were a couple and i don’t wanna point it out because i don’t want it to stop
  • listen i know i can’t just show up at your apartment at six in the morning but i need coffee and no one makes it like you do 
  • we broke up after i left and moved away and months later i find out you rushed to the airport to stop me but you were too late 
  • you keep calling me over to get rid of spiders from your apartment and i’m pretending i don’t know you’re not afraid of them at all because i miss you too
  • we keep showing up at all the same places separately because we’ve always had similar interests 
  • cop!au i’ve been undercover for months/years and i know i told you not to wait for me but i’m still in love with you and it’s killing me
  • or, i fell in love with you while i was undercover and i know you’re mad at me for lying but i have to go back to my old life (and i want you to be in it)
  • i know we’ve been broken up for a while but i still have those concert tickets and you’re the only person i want to share this with
  • i found the ring when i was moving my stuff out of your apartment and now everything makes sense
  • are you?? sabotaging?? my dates?!?!?
  • i’ve seen you hanging around my apartment and i thought it was because you missed me, turns out you’ve been using my wifi you asshole
  • i know you can’t cook for shit so i’ve been bringing you dinner every night, just, y’know, to keep you alive
  • i kissed you goodbye by accident - old habits die hard okay?!?!
  • roadtrip au where we need to save gas money so we take a long, awkward, tension-filled car ride 
  • instead of dividing up the CD’s, let’s play a drinking game to determine who gets what (it may or may not end in sex)
  • i was so sleep-deprived after the night shift that i climbed into bed with you (and you just rolled with it) 
  • you’re my emergency contact and i’ve been in an accident so you drop everything to come to the hospital 
  • soon to be divorced couple obnoxiously painting the walls wacky colours every time the other paints over it 
  • you’re pretending we’re still together because my relatives will disprove of the break up so you’re being all sweet it’s reminding me of why i fell in love with you in the first place
  • we bumped into each other in the street and you were grinning like a cocky asshole the whole time so i stalked off only to realise i’m wearing your shirt 
The Industry

Summary: Your high school sweetheart has a provocative career, of which you’re having a difficult time adjusting to. Pornstar AU- Bucky Barnes is an adult film star
Pairing: Bucky x reader
Characters: Female Reader, Bucky Barnes, Natasha Romanoff, Sam Wilson
Word Count: 2.3K
Warnings: Explicit subject matter and cursing

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“Cut!” The harsh yell of Justin Hammer, the middle-aged director of this hell, boomed through the spacious production studio. “James, great job as always. Tasha, we’re going to have to shoot that close up again.” He rises from his chair, crossing his arms. “You keep moving out of the light, and we need you to stay in it so we can get a clear shot of those famous tits of your’s.”

You stand alongside other crew members, watching the muscular back of the blue-eyed man flex as he moves from between the redhead’s legs his mouth had be working on seconds ago. Natasha’s glossy, bare body moves gracefully as she rests into a sitting position. Her eyes look frustrated as she blinks in motion with her soft pants. You watch as Natasha and Bucky share a quick exchange of a particular look, one that only could be shared between people who’ve been working in this industry for awhile. A look you could never understand.  

Hammer strides over to a set of screens, all replaying Bucky’s oral actions and Natasha’s moans on repeat. He stares at the two actors in their field for a handful of minutes before turning back towards the pair who are now standing side by side in satin navy robes. “Let’s take a twenty-minute break, I need to sort out this lighting problem.” He turns back to the screens, muttering instructions to the group of people around him. 

Your eyes peek at the monitors, lingering on the messy head of long, dark hair that rests between the long-legged redhead as his tongue swirls around the slick core of the woman. A sharp pain shoots from within your chest, your eyes glued to the daily horror of your boyfriend having sex with another woman. 

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Hello again! I wrote this in about half and hour and didn’t proof-read or anything, so it may be a mess, but hopefully it’s alright? This is a Peter Parker story about the reader having an awful day and Peter being there to help make it better. I got a request for an imagine about Tom comforting an upset reader, but I just changed it to a Peter fic, so I hope that’s okay!


    Peter and Ned rushed down the hallway, late for class as per usual, each boy faulting the other for the possible detention slip that loomed over their heads. Truthfully, they were both guilty parties.

Ned and Peter had gotten hungry after gym class and snuck off campus during their lunch break to grab sandwiches at the shop a few blocks down. They’d been so absorbed by greasy fries and vanilla malts that they had forgotten to check the clock. To make it to physics on time, the boys had needed to run down the street, which proved very difficult seeing as the streets were always crowded with too many people. You could barely bend over to tie your shoe without someone getting in your way and vice versa.

“This is so annoying!” Peter whined, “I can’t deal with a detention today, what if Mr. Stark needs me, or like, I don’t know, I’ve got to somehow figure out how to multiply myself so I can be about a thousand places at once so I can fight all the city’s crime.” He bent over for a second to wait for Ned to catch up.

“Dude, shut up,” Ned wheezed, “I think I’m just going to take the detention slip, I’m over this.” He braced himself with a harsh hand on Peter’s shoulder. “This is like taking gym all over again.”

“No, Ned, we’re so close! I’m sure that we can drag ourselves a few more feet.” Peter encouraged his best friend, while the pair moved sluggishly up the stairs.

Ned opened his mouth with a witty retort in mind, when Peter smacked a hand over his chest to steady him. “Do you hear that?” Peter mumbled.

The boys strained their ears and heard the soft pitter patter of heels clacking against the floor above them. The longer they listened, the more amplified the clicks became. “Shit,” Ned cursed, “we’re so getting caught. I am not down for detention right now.”

The boys fumbled on the stairs, unsure of which direction they should run in when the noise traveled nearer and nearer to where they stood on the stairs. “Maybe we’ll just get a firm talking to for being late again?” Peter said, doing his best to think positively in the face of defeat.

Ned groaned, slumping his shoulders, as he too accepted the fact that he and his best friend were about to be completely vanquished by whatever school staff member was about to bust them for their constant tardiness.

Peter moaned and leaned back into the banister, taking out his phone to text both Aunt May and Mr. Stark that he would be unavailable for a few more hours after class. The boys both lifted their heads up to meet the furious gaze of the teacher that never came.

Instead, the young girl that breezed past the boys was one of their friends, and Peter’s biggest crush yet. When Liz Allen hadn’t worked out, Liz had made sure to introduce Peter to her friend, who was in the same grade as Peter and Ned. She even shared more than a few classes with the pair of them.

She stunned Peter on a daily basis. Whether it was her ability to quote Shakespearean literature like it was a simple recipe that she’d learned over the weekend, drink eight lattes a day, manipulate chemicals to do as she pleased, or her capability to be the kindest person he’d ever met, Peter was always left breathless. She was nice to everyone, even to the people who didn’t deserve it and had never flaunted her beauty or brains in a way that hurt a classmate intentionally. Peter didn’t think he had ever heard her utter a mean word about someone in his entire life, even when people would say horrid things to her.

She comforted Peter on his lowest nights, even without being near him. She had a soft voice and he imagined cuddling up with her in bed, while she played with his curls and listened to him cry about the level of stress that he was under without ever making fun of him. Besides that, she was easily the most beautifully luminous girl in Peter and Ned’s entire high school.

Although, right now, she was wiping her eyes and trying to cover up the sobs that drifted past her lips. Peter’s eyes widened and he looked to Ned and then back at the girl that he desperately desired to make his own, and then back at Ned.

“Go,” Ned urged, pushing Peter in an attempt to steer him closer to her. “Go or it’ll be too late. She likes you and you like her, stop being a baby, Parker. Tony Stark can’t do everything for you.”

A few weeks ago, a rumor spread that she had gotten a little too tipsy at one of Liz’s parties and had accidently, and quite loudly, revealed that she harbored a massive crush on Peter Parker. Peter had been quick to brush off the rumor, claiming that it was only started to embarrass her, remained unaware that the rumor wasn’t just a rumor, and was an actual fact.

Before Peter could take offense to Ned’s statement, something clicked in his brain and he was tearing down the stairs, trying to make his way to her before she reached the school’s front door.

He called out her name just as her hand closed over the door’s handle. She turned, brown mascara smudged beneath her eyes and waved, her lips quivering into a soft smile that she aimed at Peter before she pulled open the door and walked through it.

“Shit,” Peter mumbled, breaking into a full run in hopes of getting to her before she drove off.

Her day had been so horrible, no matter how she tried to look at. All she wanted was for Peter Parker to wrap his surprisingly muscular arms around her frame, pull her onto his lap, and allow her to cry into his neck while he whispered soft words of reassurement to her. She logiticied that Peter hadn’t reciprocate her feelings, seeing as Liz had been his crush since day one, no matter what Liz said, so she would have to settle for her warm, pink bed, a tub of ice-cream, and a Harry Potter movie marathon.

Peter called her name out once again, nearly tripping over his own two feet to stand in front of her. “Wait,” he wheezed, all of his words crawling back down his throat when he looked upon her face.

Fresh tears glimmered in her eyes, her rosey lipgloss had been disturbed, her lower lip trembled and Peter was almost lost for words. He had never seen her look so sad before and he decided right then and there that he would find the person who did this to her and destroy them, spidey suit or not.

“What’s the matter?” Peter said gently, moving to hug her close, but then dropping his hands because she hadn’t said that he was allowed to touch her and Peter wouldn’t ever want to make her heart hurt more.

In reality, the girl knew that she was probably being over-dramatic and silly, but she couldn’t help it. Everything that she had worked so hard for was collapsing in on her and there was nothing she could do about it. It wasn’t even one in the afternoon and she had suffered through three anxiety attacks, and was currently on the brink of another one.

She opened her mouth to respond to Peter, but when she couldn’t make her mouth move past a strangled sob, she simply shrugged her shoulders and catapulted herself into Peter’s arms.

Peter reacted automatically, cradling the small of her back to him while he rubbed soft circles onto her spine. “It’ll be okay,” he whispered into her floral smelling hair, “tell me what I can do to fix it and I’ll do it.”

They stood like that for a while, Peter slowly rocking them back and forth, while he supported the meager weight of her shaking frame in his arms. He spoke to her tenderly, telling her that he would help her make whatever was hurting her okay before she lifted her head to meet his eyes.

“Peter, I’m going to get you into trouble.” She sniffled, “you should be in class, I know that you love physics.”

“If you haven’t noticed,” Peter said, raising his eyebrows, “I don’t give half a damn about physics right now, you’re the only one who brought it up. I want to be where you are so I can help.”

She prayed that she wouldn’t regret what she was about to ask Peter, “do you wanna come home with me? We’re both going to get detention if we stay out here for much longer. I promise I’ll compensate you with warm chocolate chip cookies and coffee,” she trailed off, refusing to meet Peter’s hopeful gaze.

“Okay,” Peter said, “but I don’t know if you should drive right now,” he pointed to her shaking hands. “I don’t want you to get hurt by accident.”

She nodded her head, planning on ordering an uber and just leaving her car at the school.

“If you want, I can drive us home, I swear I know how.” Peter offered, a cherry blush spilling over his cheeks.

The girl dug through her purse before retrieving her car keys. “Okay, Peter. I trust you.”

Peter smiled at her before taking hold her keys and leading her into the parking lot. He couldn’t believe that she still looked so pretty after having just sobbed into his sweater.

“Peter?” She asked softly, tugging at his sleeve to make him look at her. “Thank you for being so good to me.”

He shook his head and leaned in, and before he could stop himself, he pressed a loving kiss to her forehead. Peter’s eyes widened, but before he could have his own panic attack, she flashed a real smile at him and pulled Peter forward, through lanes and lanes of parked cars.



Super Junior hates Kangin and Sungmin? NO! All the ELF hates Kangin and Sungmin? NO! because you can’t hate a family member. Yes, you can get mad at them like some members and fans were at kangin, you can curse at them as leeteuk and heechul often do because they are so mad at kangin, but at the same time they won’t let anyone say a bad word about him because that’s how family works and as super junior is already way past the phase of being just business partners, they are like a family now and family might have different opinions at some point, as they did during sungmin’s wedding but that definitely doesn’t mean that they hate him for getting married, heechul and siwon were even sungmin’s best men during his wedding and as the members said at radio star they are actually sorry for not doing the best at his special day. They definitely don’t hate him!

Aren’t we the same fans who promised to stay forever and no matter what happen, we are going to be here for them? and now look at what we are doing? getting apart and fighting over a 32 year old getting married A FREAKING 32 YEAR OLD MAN GETTING MARRIED! :/ how mature, how cool! you are mad at him for hiding it?  not telling you guys? but look at what you people are doing even after knowing about it? the same thing he feared, hating him for getting married. He had done some stupid things as well but the poor guy had been saying sorry since forever, can’t you guys forgave him?

Is him getting married at 30 a bigger sin then getting in scandals everyday and abusing women? Because netizens are fine with those artists but can’t forgive sungmin? Is drinking marijuana/having drugs any less illegal than dui? NO, RIGHT? then why everyone is going #staystrongxxx but #kanginout even after he had been reflecting for more than a year and had been punished according to law? It’s not time for sungmin or kangin to leave super junior but it’s about time those damn netizens got their shit together and let go of these double standards!!!

And ELF, at least you people shouldn’t be doing this to super junior. You know asking sungmin and kangin to leave is not only going to affect them but the whole group. Can’t we be mature for once and let go of the hatred against these two members for the sake of other members? For leeteuk, who had being through hell but is still standing strong and smiling for his members and fans and still doing his best to keep his promise to stay together forever. For heechul and yesung, who had been missing members on one stage since forever and are super excited for this comeback? Heechul, who never cry but also can’t hold back his tears when one of the members leave even if it’s  just for mandatory service. do you want to see him cry again? do you want to see him in pain and depress again? Yesung, who’s dying to have some quality time with his members since the day he had been discharge. For eunsihae, who are super excited for this comeback and to perform and had fun with the members and fans. For kyuwook, who were afraid that there might not be any fans left when they comeback after two years. Are we going to prove them right? I hope not!

Let’s make peace among our fandom and support super junior this comeback for the sake of the members who did nothing wrong but are still suffering because of all this drama. Please!

The Nanny (Part 2)

A/N: I can’t believe all the love and support I got on the first part. I know this part is kinda short but it’s mostly a filler and to get a few important things in. I love you all, and let me know what you thing. Also as I pasted this in, I realized it didn’t save the last 150ish words so the last but was written on my phone. Pardon any mistakes

Word Count: 866

Warnings: None

Part 1

“Hi, Princess! Were you good for Uncle Clint?” Bucky asked, holding the small girl in his arms, the three of you walking into the house.

While Bucky was distracted, you grabbed your phone and sent Nat a text letting her know that you wouldn’t be able to be picked up by four and you would let her know if you still needed a ride. Pocketing your phone, you looked around the house quickly before you heard your name being called.

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The reminiscence of how we used to be together will never be forgotten, neither will the memory of how you treated me when it was over.

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Happy Ending Sterek Fics (by request)

1. Permanent Fixture by linksofmemories

Derek is Scott’s older brother. Stiles is Scott’s best friend. Derek is falling in love with Stiles. This is a bit of a problem.

2. Mating Habits of the Domesticated North American Werewolf by lielabell

Derek doesn’t do pining. He doesn’t. So when it becomes clear that Stiles is much more interested in having Derek as a new best friend than a boyfriend, he puts on his big boy pants and makes it fucking work. He becomes the best goddamn friend a spastic teenager could ever hope to have.

3. I Just Wanna Be With You Every Day by Brego_Mellon_Nin

When his best friend’s son barrels into the kitchen only dressed in a pair of skintight jeans, lean but defined torso on display, Derek knows he’s truly and utterly fucked. Not only is the kid barely eighteen, but he also happens to be the Sheriff’s only son.

Derek makes a vow to himself that he will not seek Stiles out and he’ll get this thing under control.

4. Worlds Apart by siny

Derek Hale, Heir Prince of Betonia and Italy, meets Stiles Stilinski, college boy.

5. UST (An Unfortunate Series of Tropes) by ureshiiichigo

Stiles and Derek sitting in a tree, M-A-R-R-I-E-D.

Wait, what?

Or: Stiles thought he and Derek were finally getting to be bros, and then Deaton had to go and ruin everything with his stupid spell.

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Don’t Turn Around (Steve Rogers x reader)


1. Can I have a one shot/fic where the reader is 18 and an avenger. She instantly became close to Steve and he’s like a protective older brother, and they’re really close. One day they all go on a mission and she tells Steve that she has a bad feeling. Sometime during the mission she goes missing. Steve is a wreck & about 6 months later they find her. When they do she’s completely broken. Shattered. She doesn’t say anything to any of them on the ride back and there’s an occasional whimper.  When they fix the physical damage she goes back to her room, and she doesn’t really leave it. They all try talking to her but she just doesn’t say much back. One night Steve wakes up in the middle of the night and just hears of crying. So he goes in to comfort her like any big bro would. Once she’s settled she tells Steve every single detail of what she went through and he finds it’s worse than what he imagined.  (It’s already angsty, so I didn’t go into these details)

2. Omg, requests are open. I was wondering if you could write a Steve x reader where they are dating and she gets captured by hydra, so Steve looks for her, finds her and helps her recover

As he sat in the back of the quinjet, relinquishing his control and allowing Sam to fly, Steve sat with an eerie stillness, with the exception of the bounce in his leg to demonstrate the withering of his last moment of patience.  His muscles were rigid and his fists clenched, with closed eyes that allowed the torturous images to continue in an endless loop like a bad movie stuck on repeat. You had told him that something felt wrong before that last mission together.  You told him that you thought they should retreat back, but as usual, he didn’t listen.  He didn’t listen, and now it had been six months since he had last seen you. Because of his own damn insistence on thinking he knew best, you were missing and this was the first lead that they had caught the trail of in that whole time. 

“Steve, I swear, you’re shaking the whole jet. Stop it.”

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ECCC musings...

I haven’t been on for a week as my sister was here so I apologize if some of this was repeated by others…

I had never been to a Comic Con or a fan event so call me a virgin. The whole experience was an amazing eye opener. Thousands of people dressed up in outrageous costumes. it was the best people watching I’ve ever seen, and I’ve been to Mardi Gras and Walmart. So much fun!

I live here in Seattle, but my sister was in (fellow Outlander Junkie) from out of town so we stayed downtown. We met some fellow Outlanders at a Pub Thursday night, and found our commonalities extended way past our love for Sam and Cait. Just like Jamie and Claire…I’ve discovered that there are reasons we have come together that extend beyond a TV Show, we need each other.

We got to the line for the panel at 8:00. Herded like cattle, stifling air, people cutting in line to stand with friends who were holding spots …lack of coffee…but we loved every minute of it! We made friends with two gals who flew in from Austin, Texas. Turns out they ran into Sam at Pike Place Market the night before. He was having a beer with a guy friend. Super nice and they showed us pics. He had on a baseball hat and they weren’t sure it was him as they thought he seemed too thin, but it was him.

Two gals in front of us were from CA. They’ve been to many of these events and have met all the cast. Their vacations are following Outlander fan events. Please shoot me if I get to this level. If you don’t, my husband will. They only spoke of Sam and get this…one was Tweeting back and forth with Shatner as he wanted to know how it was going. I threw up in my mouth a little.

There were very few men and they all said they were getting brownie points from their wives. The talk was all about Sam. I tried to bring up Cait several times with little interest. There were several dressed in costumes, one as Paris Claire in the yellow cape, and a couple dressed as Wedding Frank and Claire… more throw up in my mouth. My feet were killing me, but we finally went to the main stage. We ended up 10 rows back. Then…out they came!

First thing I noticed was her black jacket she says she loves, and the GOLD band on her index finger!!! Looking at Sam live is an out of body experience, I blush just thinking about it! Chemistry between them??? Like a married couple, without a doubt. They answered questions like they were reading each other’s thoughts, teasing and in synch. The question about how it was filming apart for Voyager and him saying that she loved having her own trailer…my sister and I said busted at the same time as Cait looked at him and he tried back peddling…sorry guys, this was a golden bread crumb! The two next to me said, Wow, his girlfriend won’t like that!

The hour flew by and again we were herded out like cattle. Waiting in line at the Sheraton for autographs for several more hours we met a lady from Arkansas with her daughter. It didn’t take me long to figure out she was an anti. She was all about MM and Sam and how awful that people were writing things on her IG. She said they had so much in common and Cait is too sophisticated for Sam…this three hour line was going to be slow! Met a great gal from Guam that was wearing a Turtle Soup shirt!

Finally it was my turn!!! Good thing I was exhausted or I would have freaked! We were told to move through quickly and no personalizing. Cait is even more beautiful in person. Her skin is perfect! I told her we booed when teasingly Sam was making fun of Ireland as we were 100 % Irish American, and we love Sam…but Ireland always first! She laughed and yelled over to him, “hear that Heughan!” Ireland forever! To which he said, “Always”! She wanted to know what counties our ancestors were from, and then I was standing in front of SAM! I can not tell you what I said next as when I looked into his eyes it was like Mowgli looking into Caa the snakes eyes in Jungle Book, I was in a trance! My sister said she was glad I was talking so she could study his face…perfect super pink mouth, and the most amazing light blue eyes. As I walked off he yelled behind me, “love Ireland”!!!

We ran into some of the people we met there and just giggled and laughed over all our experiences! We shared SM and promised to stay in touch…as bonding over Outlander and Sam and Cait is a happy, happy place for all of us!!! 🍀🍀🍀

When We Collide (Part 13)

Pairing: Assistant!Y/N/CEO!Luke

Rating: NC-17

Parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12

Summary: He is the definition of high class smart ass, swimming in Dom Pierre Pérignon champagne and has never seen the shadow of poverty. She is underprivileged, lives in a messy dorm room on sale and struggles working as an assistant after being thrown out of college. But how will they collide when Luke makes Y/N pregnant after a drunkenly one night stand?

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“Okay I know by the circumstances that it will most probably be hard but try to act as cool as possible-,”

“Oh my god, is that freaking Jennifer Lawrence?” Nicole blurted out loud with such wide eyes they were ready to pop out, making Luke almost want to smack his head in reaction.

Your eyes widened as well but it was in a mix of surprise, shock and confusion at the same time. The cameras flashing from the paparazzi were so harsh you were sure you would turn blind seconds from now. 

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I always love Dirk Gently trying to distract Todd from Dorian’s death with the promise of a case to solve because it’s the one thing Dirk knows that he can deliver on.

He’s an actual bower bird trying to tempt a potential mate-slash-best-friend-slash-assistant with shiny things (an exciting case! a mystery! puzzles to solve! a girl to save!) and it’s so bizarrely charming.

Like You Were Never Gone

I felt an empty space
Never could explain
Like you were erased
Never could replace

Now it’s so clear
With you right here
Like you were never gone
Picked up where we left off

Like you were never gone
You were always coming home
Yeah you were always close
Like you were never gone

You were never gone
You were never gone

Now it’s bare to me
You left the key

Now promise me
You will never leave
Time slipped away
We stayed the same

Like you were never gone
Picked up where we left off

Like you were never gone
You were always coming home
Yeah You were always close
Like you were never gone

You were never gone
You were never gone
You were never gone
No you were never gone
No you were never gone

You were always coming home
You were always close
Like you were never gone
You were never gone


Prompt: Inspired by Daveed’s instagram post that made the fandom go wild. Y/N and Daveed are in Miami, and things are about to get hot.

Pairing: Daveed x Reader

Warnings: None…yet ;)

A/N: I was in the middle of writing a Lin imagine when the jerk uploaded the picture. Help. Part two should be up by next week. As always, let me know what you think. All the love, A.

“Y/N, come on, get up.”

You groan, swatting away the hand that was roughly shaking you awake.

“Stop it,” you whine when the shaking persists.

Groggily, you open your eyes, blinking furiously to see a grinning Daveed hovering over you.

“Come on, it’ll be fun,” he urges, tugging you up to a sitting position.

You merely groan, wincing at how hoarse your voice sounded from sleep.

“Y/N,” he says again.

“We’re on vacation, Daveed,” you whine, body going slack as you face plant back on the bed.

“You told me last night that you would go with me.”

“I told you that so you would shut up and kiss me,” you snap back, trying to wriggle back under the covers.

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Sober - Part 3

G-Dragon & Song Mino Angst 

Word Count: 3,616

Part One  Part Four

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paleesky  asked:

Heyyyyyoooooo love! Regarding that jogging couple yeah? So obviously Shiro exercises right? Does he force Keith to go on morning jogs with him or is it more of like Keith wanting to spend more time with Shiro? DO THEY HOLD HANDS? DO PEOPLE SEE THEM? WHERE DO THEY RUN?? I need answers sweetcheeks!! ANSWERS! Also. You better be staying hydrated and eating well. You guys should ask cathrel to go drink water. Googogoooo. 😂😂 love you

LMAO I am surprisingly staying hydrated despite being sick still. XD

[The Voltron Family] Shiro woke up when his phone alarmed at 4am. It was a Monday and he saw Keith still snuggling close to him, breathing normally. Shiro felt silly because he obviously knew they were husbands but still he felt like a sneaky lil high school boy having a crush so he leaned down and gently pressed a soft dry kiss on Keith’s lips. Keith didn’t even move so Shiro did it again just for the heck of it.

To his surprise, Keith’s hand shoved his face away.

Keith: Taking advantage of me. Even that’s low for you, Shirogane.
Shiro: *removes Keith’s hand on his face* *smiles*
Keith: *smirks* What?
Shiro: I love you.
Keith: *grumbles* Well, I don’t love you.
Shiro: *shocked* KEITH!!!
Keith: I don’t love anyone at 4 in the morning except my bed. *turns his back* Goodnight, Takashi. Go love someone else. I don’t need your lovi—*sleeps*
Shiro: *laughs* *tackles Keith* It’s Monday! We’re supposed to have our morning jog, my love. You promised! We gotta stay fit!
Keith: *turns to Shiro* *absolutely offended* Are you saying I’m not fit?! 
Shiro: *smiles fondly* I think you have a wonderful body.
Keith: Then I don’t need that morning jog. *turns back to sleep*
Shiro: *whines* *nuzzles Keith’s back* KEEEIIITH!! You said—
Keith: *groans* Fine, fine, fine. C’mere. *takes Shiro’s head and let’s it rest on his chest. *pats Shiro’s head* *goes back to sleeping*
Keith: *eyes opens* Tone it down! You’re gonna wake up our kids!
Shiro: I will if you get your ass out of the bed.
Keith: *grumbles* *gets up* I fucking hate 4am.

They got out of the house at 4:30am. 

Keith: *points at the sky* You can’t even see the sun yet!
Shiro: That’s kinda the point, sweetheart. C’mon.

They started jogging and Shiro noticed that Keith was lagging behind. He turned around only to see Keith barely awake. Shiro shook his head, clearly way too entertained. He slowly jogged back to Keith and cupped his face and kissed him. Keith kissed back sleepily and Shiro wasn’t even complaining. When they separated from each other, Keith looked dazed which made Shiro smirk.

Shiro: Are we awake already? *knowing smile*
Keith: I dunno. Maybe one more. *reaches out for Shiro*
Shiro: *takes Keith’s hand to stop him* Later. After we jog.
Keith: Oh my god. I can’t believe you’re depriving me of my morning kisses.
Shiro: I just gave you two this morning! This is the third one already.
Keith: Didn’t you get the memo? I need 10 morning kisses.
Shiro: *whistles* Well, good thing we have the time for that while we jog. C’mon, red bean. After one lap, you get one kiss.
Keith: *smiles* Yeah, okay. I can start with that. One kiss per lap.
Shiro: *rolls eyes* Fine. 

They headed to the park in their village where most early risers jog at 3am. When they got there, there were about about 30 people already jogging around. Shiro saw Keith getting distracted so he took his hand and interlaced them. Keith didn’t mind this at all, in fact, he just squeezed Shiro’s hand and they jogged. One whole family took notice of them, the little twins especially.

Twin #1: Mommy! Daddy! They’re holding hands! *points at Keith and Shiro*
Mommy: Sweetheart, it’s rude to point. 
Twin #2: Can we hold hands too while we run?
Shiro: *chuckles* Of course you can. My husband’s always just getting lost. So I gotta hold his hand just so we’re still together. *shows them their hands*
Keith: *tugs Shiro’s hand* *frowns* I do not.
Twin #1: *giggles* *points at Keith* You’re funny. 

The family said their goodbyes and the two twin boys were holding hands as they jogged away from Keith and Shiro. Behind the husbands were two girls who just witnessed the whole exchange.

Girl #1: *whispers* Dude, have you ever seen this couple? *eyes Shiro and Keith pointedly*
Girl #2: I haven’t, no. They must be new? I haven’t seen them around.
Girl #1: You sure? This is our first time jogging though so maybe—?
Girl #2: I honestly don’t mind jogging every 4am if I see that. *smirks*
Girl #1: You’re such a dork. *laughs* I call dibs on pretty boy on the left.
Girl #2: Dude what the hell?! Didn’t you hear? They’re married!
Girl #1: What? That doesn’t mean I can’t crush on them?! You can take Captain America. Plus, I’m just simply admiring how aesthetically pleasing they look in those shorts and together. I’m not going to steal someone’s husband. I’m 18, Rebecca! *rolls eyes*
Girl #2: Well, if this motivates us to jog every day then I guess it’s not so bad.
Girl #1: Exactly. We’re just two girls trying to be fit. Seeing two fit men is just a huge bonus really. *smiles at Shiro and Keith* I wonder if they have kids.
Girl #2: *nods* I bet they have cute kids. They look like they have cute kids.
Girl #1: *nods* They definitely have cute kids. 

“But what if someone sees the light?”
“Unlikely. It will be fine.”
“I know but, what if? I’m taking the only rifle!”
“You need not worry.”
“You say that but we both know that’s not true.”
“I can protect the bunker, I will keep our presence hidden.”
“I don’t care about the bunker.”
“I can protect myself.”
“But everytime you use your field-”
“It will be fine, you must go now. The storm is passing but the darkness falls.”
“Promise me you’ll stay low.”
“We do this every time.”
“Very well. I promise. As I always do. As I always will.”
“Okay...see you soon, Tzztch.”
“Farewell for now. Stay safe, M’ino.”