weekend pick

alright cuban robert hc time his actual name is roberto small but all the kids made fun of it when he was young cuz it sounds weird with english pronunciations so he shortened it to robert with anglo folks although his daughter still calls him roberto also he drives like an hour and a half on the weekend to pick up latin food goodies at a place that actually sells them cause you know you aint findin that pan cubano, croquetas y pastelitos in maple bay

love on the weekend

Nursey’s there to pick him up at the airport, and Dex can’t resist the urge to run into his waiting arms. After five weeks of not seeing Nursey, he doesn’t want to wait another minute to finally get to touch him.

“Hi, baby,” Nursey murmurs, face tucked into his neck. Dex feels the scratch of a beard that wasn’t there the last time they saw each other.

“Missed you,” Dex sighs, holding on for another moment when Nursey goes to pull back. Nursey indulges him, squeezing even harder and pressing a kiss to Dex’s cheek.

“Let’s go home,” Nursey says when Dex finally lets him go. Nursey grabs the duffel Dex always uses as a carry-on in one hand and Dex’s hand in the other, leading him out to the car.

Home. It’s a term they use to describe both of their places, his in Chicago and Nursey’s in Pittsburgh. It’s accurate, he supposes, because either place is only really home if they’re there together.

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Best Mistake - Part 1 - Smut

Originally posted by prettiestcaptain

Author: @dumbass-stilinski
Rating: NSFW 18+
Pairing: Stiles Stilinski/Reader
Words: 2,347
AN: IDK I WANTED TO WRITE THIS DON’T JUDGE ME. There’s some Polish in here, I used Google translate so it may not be correct. I left the word meanings at the end. Thanks to @writing-obrien and @celestial-writing for being my pals. Also his hand looks so yummy in this gif. okay bye.



This wasn’t how this was supposed to go. You sat and stared at the little white stick in your hand, the little pink plus sign mocking you. Your eyes swept across the floor to see the other discarded tests around your feet, all with the same result. You were pregnant.

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anonymous requested: rome + favourite villain

Unconcealed: Part 2

Unconcealed: Part 2

Word count: 7.3k

Genre: smut, angst

There will be and epilogue to this. Hope you enjoy, it does get a little angsty. I almost cried while writing one part, haha. 

(Gif not mine)

Part one


You and Taehyung had been secretly seeing each other for three months now. He would sneak into your apartment some nights and stay over, sometimes you’d go to his house and sneak in. Although Taehyung didn’t like the fact that you two were sneaking around but he had such strong feelings for you he did whatever you wanted with no second thought. He knew it was to hide from your roommate but he also thought this had something to do with the fact that you hadn’t been in a relationship since Will. He didn’t want to bring it up. He knew he should but he was so head over heels for you he didn’t want to ruin anything.

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Being Ron's crush would include...

• Him blushing constantly around you
• Harry and Hermione teasing him about this
• “Are you alright there Ron, your face is blending in with your hair.“
• Hermione pushing him to talk to you
• Ron thinking he’s not good enough for you
• “But she’s so kind and pretty and amazing and what am I?”
• “You are Ronald Billius Weasley and you are doing my head in just go and talk to her!“
• “Thanks for the support Harry.”
• "Anytime mate.“
• Him writing notes to you but never sending them
• Always staring at you in class
• You noticing the redhead’s staring but never having the courage to confront him about it
• Hermione having enough of Ron’s incessant speeches about how perfect you are
• And going to find out if you like him back
• "Hey Y/n, what do think of Ron?”
• You blushing
• "Ron Weasley? He’s cute, why?“
• Hermione smiling smugly
• "I knew it. Do me a favour and ask him out? He won’t stop talking about you.”
• Your heart racing as you go to find him
• Harry seeing you coming and muttering a lame excuse as to why he needs to leave
• "Hey Ron!“
• "Y-Y/n!”
• His cheeks turning red as you smile at him
• "Hermione mentioned that you like to talk about me?“
• Ron’s heart almost jumping out of his chest
• "wHAT?”
• You giggling at his shocked expression
• "Don’t worry, I fancy you too.“
• Ron feeling like all his dreams have just come true
• "Y-You do?”
• You nodding
• Ron freezing to the spot
• "Anyways, there’s a Hogsmeade trip coming up this weekend and I was wondering if you’d like to go with me?“
• Ron not being able to answer through his shock
• Hermione eavesdropping on the entire conversation
• "Oh for heaven’s sake Ron!”
• Rolling her eyes at him
• "He would love to with you this weekend Y/n. He’ll pick you up in your common room at 10am on Saturday.“
• You smiling and kissing his red cheek
• "I can’t wait. See you later Ron, and you Hermione!”
• Hermione waving goodbye
• Ron finally being able to speak
• "Did she just ask me on a date?“
• Ron fainting

Re: versus games and talking nerdy

Originally posted by irrational-obsessions-gottcha78

+ “Deny it all you want. I know it’s me you think about when you’re horny.”

Pairing: Hongbin x Reader
Genre: Fluff/A bit smutty
Words: 1207
Requested by: anon

written for my 600+ Followers Drabbles Event

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Baby Boy//Scott McCall

Characters: Scott McCall, Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Reader.

*REQUESTED*

Originally posted by strangerprince

“I’m just so hot. What is the thermostat on?” Scott peels his shirt off, revealing a sheen of sweat on his chest.

You get up and check, “Uh, sixty-seven. Scott, it’s freezing in here.”

“It’s on sixty-seven? It feels like ninety.” He pants as he turns the fan on himself.

“Well…are you sick? Maybe your fever is breaking if you had one.”

“No, Y/N. I don’t get sick.” He groans, “It’s just so hot.”

Derek walks in the front door and looks over at Scott sprawled out on the couch before laughing. “You’re in heat.”

“What?” He sits up, “Like a dog?”

“I mean…” You say lowly, earning a dirty look from both Scott and Derek.

“Yeah, it happens once or twice a year, it gets better with time.” He sits a book down on the coffee table. “I just came by to drop this off. I should probably go. Scott?”

“Yeah?”

“Let someone know if it’s too strong.”

He looks confused, “If what’s too strong?”

“The heat. Trust me, you’ll know.” He walks out the door leaving the two of you very confused.

Scott came over the next day to talk to you about a new discovery. Stiles and Lydia were supposed to come later so the two of you were waiting.

You were sitting on the couch with your legs cross-crossed when Scott scooted over to you. He laid his head on your shoulder and you smile.

“Not hot anymore?”

He laughs, “I’m a little warm. Not as hot as I was.” He moves head into your lap and you reach down, running your fingers through his hair.

“You’re being very sweet, McCall.” You look down at him.

He rolls over and looks up at you, “Am I usually not?”

“You’re always nice to me, but you’re extra nice today.” You smile as you push some hair from his forehead.

Stiles and Lydia walk in and Stiles grins. “Should we go?”

Scott rolls his eyes, “Just get in here.”

The whole time the two are there Scott doesn’t break contact with you, he’s either laying with his head in your lap and he’s got an arm around you.

“Alright, well, we’re going to go and let you get back to whatever this is…so bye.” Stiles stands up and raises an eyebrow before leading Lydia out the door.

The next day you all had to meet up in the woods. Scott spent the night with you, your parents didn’t even think much when he slept on your floor.

“Y/N!” Scott shouted, jogging up to you. He gave you a big hug and you smiled.

“What was that for?”

“I just missed you.” He laughed.

“Scott, I love this little thing you’re doing but you left my house thirty minutes ago.”

He shrugs and pulls away, replacing his hug with an arm around your shoulder. He leads you to the rest of the pack.

“The lovebirds finally decide to show.” Derek smirks.

“Sorry, we woke up late.” You smile.

“Oh, I bet.” Derek says quietly before resuming his conversation with Lydia.

Scott moves behind you and puts both of his hands over your shoulders. You reached up and put your hand on top of one of his and he kissed the side of your head.

Later Derek pulled Scott aside, you couldn’t hear what they were saying but Scott looked angry. He started walking towards you, reaching out.

“No, I get it Derek. You’re telling me I can’t be affectionate with my girlfriend.” He grabs your hand and intertwines your fingers.

“Not at all, I’m telling you that you’re already dangerous.”

“Because I love her? Get a life.”

“Scott, you’re too attached already. You have to be careful with heat. If you get too close to her you’ll end up hurting her.”

“Whatever, Derek.” He started to lead you to the car when Derek grabbed his shoulder, he pulled his hands behind his back and you stepped away.

“Derek, don’t hurt him.” You warn.

Scott’s eyes flash and he turns to look at Derek before emitted a low, aggressive growl. “Let. Me. Go.”

“No. You’ll thank me later, Scott.”

“Baby, it’s okay. It’s for your own good.” You cupped his cheek and he immediately calmed at your touch. “It’ll just be a day or two, right?” You look at Derek and he nods. “See? We can do it.”

You peck Scott on the lips before looking into his eyes. “I love you. It’ll be okay.”

“You should probably go, Y/N.” Derek says.

You slip your keys out of Scott’s pocket, “Bye. I love you.” You start to head towards your car.

“I love you too, Y/N. Be careful.”

You felt bad for leaving him once you got home, and the two days you were away from him were agony. Derek called and said it was okay to come over and that Scott was at the loft.

You arrived and walked right in, Scott leaping up off the couch at the sight of you. “Baby!” He grins and he walks over before enveloping you in a hug.

“Hey, Scotty. I missed you.” You lean up and kiss him.

“I missed you too, bug. All I wanted was to see you. Derek wouldn’t even let me FaceTime you.”

“I’m all yours now. My mom and dad went out of town for a work meeting so I’ll be with you all weekend.”

“Thank God.” He picks you up and kisses your nose. “Derek told me I was being too clingy.”

You smile, “I love when you’re clingy. So, it was nice.” You giggle.

“I told you, Derek.”

He shrugs, looking unbothered, “Honestly, I couldn’t care less.”

He carries you out the front door. “Come on, baby. I’ve wanted nothing more than to lay down and cuddle you.”

Anything Can Happen In The Next Half Hour - Six

It did happen again. Multiple times. Some times it was just in the chat room, other times it was over the phone. It was just so much fun doing it with someone else even though technically, they were still alone. But knowing that the other person was getting off on the things being said, was a major turn on.

Y/N knew she was stepping into dangerous territory though. The Vegas rule stood and they didn’t mention the conversations at work, but she caught Spencer staring at her on numerous occasions and she found herself watching him out of the corner of her eyes just as many times. He WAS hot, she’d always thought he was attractive in his own way but now…. knowing the things he’d said to her and hearing his moans down the phone, had bumped his attractiveness up a level.

Spencer was having the same issues. He always thought Y/N was pretty but now thanks to their conversations, he couldn’t stop thinking about her. One morning in the shower, he’d thought back to their conversation the previous night and he’d had to take himself into his hand yet again, his head pressed against the cool tiles as he pumped away, imagining that it was her doing it rather than him. He unwittingly found his eyes drawn to her chest, knowing she’d caught him looking, a smirk on her lips when she did. She never said anything though, not in front of the others. But if they happened to be in the office alone, or away from prying eyes, she’d sometimes saunter over to his desk and lean over it, giving him a view straight down her top and making his pants grow tighter.

This was getting out of hand.

“Y/N, I’ll pick you up at eight okay?“ Penny shouted across the bull pen to her as she
tottered out of the office in her heels.

“Okay. Look fabulous!” she called back, winking at her colleague. Tonight the team were going out for some drinks and dancing. Team bonding. They tried to do something every few weeks or so, whether it be a night out, or a dinner party. It helped distract from the horrificness that was sometimes their jobs.

“I always do, cupcake. I always do.” Penelope waved as she left, Y/N picking up her bag and slinging it over her shoulder.

“How are you getting into town?” She looked over to Reid who was packing up his desk for the weekend.

“Morgan. He’s picking me up in a cab on his way.”

“Ah okay. Guess I’ll see you later then.”

“That you will.”

Later came around quickly and the team were a few drinks in, bantering with each other and feeling more relaxed than they all had in weeks.

Reid was sat next to Y/N, their thighs touching on the seat underneath the table. She looked phenomenal tonight, dressed in a deep green dress with an empire waist line. It clung to her cleavage and then flowed loosely stopping a few inches above her knees. Black panty hose and heels completed the look. Her hair was down and she’d put loose curls into in, and her make up was simple but effective. She was stunning and Reid had watched the heads of at least five guys turn as she and Garcia had walked through the bar to join them in the booth.

The team had ordered cocktails and Reid had ordered a coffee martini, something he hadn’t tried before. He took a sip when the waitress bought them over, wincing at the bitter taste. Y/N laughed, taking a sip on the Pina Colada she’d asked for.

“Is it not nice?”

Spencer shook his head, “It’s far too strong. I’d need to add like thirty packets of sugar to be able to drink it.”

Y/N held out her drink to him and reached for his. “Here swap. I’ve had them before and I don’t mind the taste.”

“You sure?”

She nodded and they swapped glasses, both of them turning the glasses around and placing their lips to the exact place that the other persons had been. Neither of them realised that they’d done it though.

An hour later and two more drinks in, Y/N had been pulled up to dance with the girls and Derek. Reid didn’t dance, not even when he was drunk. Although right now he kinda wished he could. A tall, handsome looking blonde guy had moved up behind Y/N and she was dancing with him, Spencer watching their hips swaying together and cursing himself for feeling increasingly jealous. After the song ended he watched the guy whisper something into her ear and then she nodded, following him away from the dance floor and to the bar. 

Reid made idle chit chat with Rossi and Hotch, looking over to the bar every few minutes. They were still talking and Spencer could see Y/N laughing and smiling, twirling her hair around her fingers. When she didn’t return after half an hour, Spencer checked his watch, suddenly feeling down. It was half eleven, an acceptable time to leave. He made his excuses to Hotch and Dave and slipped out, flagging down a passing cab.

Y/N watched Spencer slip out, not even saying goodbye to her. That was odd. She tried to refocus her attention back onto Taylor but she couldn’t. He was boring her anyway….

“Taylor, I need to nip to the ladies room and check in with my friends. Thanks for the drink.”

She didn’t wait to hang around for his answer, just moving away back to the table.

“Why did Spence leave?”

“Kid said he had a headache. How’s it going with Mr Blonde over there?” Rossi nodded over to the bar where Taylor was still stood, now chatting to the barmaid. Y/N had already pulled out her phone.

“You okay?” she quickly text to Reid before looking at Rossi and shaking her head, wrinkling her nose.

“Not your type?”

“He’s too…. full of himself, too self assured. Not for me.” Her phone buzzed.

“I’m fine. Headache. Going home to sleep.”

“Guess you won’t be online later then?” she replied, feeling somewhat disappointed.

“Well I wasn’t expecting you to be, thought you’d have had company.”

“Ugh, God no. I shall be alone. In my bed….Probably bored, who knows what I’ll get up to.”

“Depending on how late, I’m sure I can still be up.”

She grinned. “Give me twenty minutes to get home.”

Looking back up at her two male colleagues, she stood.

“Gents, it’s been a pleasure. But I’m suddenly feeling exhausted so I’m going to flag a cab and get going.”

Aaron slid out of the booth after her. “I’ll walk out with you, it’s time I was going too.”

Hotch saw her into a cab and she pulled her phone back out to text Spencer to say she was on her way back, feeling excited.

“Are we messaging or calling?” came his reply.

“Calling. Definitely.” She needed to hear those low sexy tones of his as he worked himself.

“Okay. I’ll be waiting. You looked beautiful tonight, BTW.”

“You looked pretty good yourself, Spencer.”

She tucked her phone back into her purse, shaking the thought that had popped into her head away.

No. No way.

She couldn’t. They couldn’t. Yet she still found herself leaning forward and tapping on the cabbies shoulder, giving him a change of address, one that she knew but she’d only been to once before.

When she made it to his apartment, she took a deep breath and knocked on his door, him taking a few minutes to answer it, still dressed in his clothes from earlier. She couldn’t quite read the look on his face when he realised it was her.

“You said you figured I’d have company tonight. What if I did have company tonight…”

Spencer moved aside to let her in.

“What if that company was you? And….. Rather than talking about doing those things to each other, we actually do them.”

Y/N bit her lip waiting for him to answer.

“Vegas rule?” he asked quietly.

“Vegas rule.”