were you planning on sleeping tonight

Can’t Sleep Without You

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Pairing: Stiles x Reader

Summary: Okay so stiles x reader where reader sneaks into stiles room through his window please.

Side Note: Short and sweet I guess, didn’t really know what else to come up with….


It wasn’t what you had planned for tonight, but considering the fact that you couldn’t sleep you were hoping seeing him would help. Walking through the dead of night just so you could see your boyfriend, maybe wasn’t the most ideal thing to do especially in a town like Beacon Hills. However this was the last option, and if this didn’t work you honestly didn’t know what would.

Reaching Stiles house you mapped out how you would actually get into his room. Quietly making your way to his window, you started to climb. Thankfully his light was on, meaning he was actually inside. Holding onto the window’s edge you tapped a few times on the glass.

Seeing someone’s shadow appear in the window, you held your breath and as well as your balance. The window opened ever so slowly, and Stiles was there ready to swing his bat at whoever was trying to break into his room. But as soon as he saw that it was you, he lowered the bat and helped you in.

“What are you doing here Y/N?” he asked, getting his jumper and handing it to you since it was pretty cold out.

“I couldn’t sleep…” telling him in a soft whisper.

His face softened and he pulled you close, you couldn’t express how much you loved it when Stiles held you like this.

The hug lasted for a few minutes, neither of you wanted to let the other go, Stiles was the first to pull back and the two of you sat down on his bed. “You could of called me I would have been over in a heartbeat, or you could of used the front door”, he smiled.

“I know, I guess I wasn’t thinking straight” you replied.

Stiles grabbed the bed covers and laid it over you, “Well since your here I don’t want to let you go, so sleep Y/N”.

You could already feel your eyes close, “What if your dad comes in?” not wanting to get Stiles in trouble, even though the Sheriff approved of your relationship with his son.

“My dad loves you Y/N, he’ll be fine with it if you stayed the night”.

Even though leaving your house, walking across town and climbing your boyfriends window all because you couldn’t sleep was something you never did. However it was the only thing you could think of. Being in his embrace, having him close was enough comfort for you.

It was one of those nights where you couldn’t bear to be away from him, letting the sound of his voice put you to sleep the last thing you heard Stiles say was, “I’ll be here when you wake up”.

And when you woke up the next morning, Stiles was indeed sleeping soundly right beside you. Not wanting to wake him since he looked so peaceful, you cuddled closer to him and went back to sleep feeling much better than the night before.

Youngjae Imagine - Family

A/N - Requested by the lovely @choi-cocomimi, hope you like it! Keep on sending in your requests everyone~

You flicked through the tv channels, boredom fully consuming you. There was just nothing worth watching and it had left you feeling a bit down. The only uplifting factor was that you were pregnant and planning on telling Youngjae, the father of your yet to be born baby, tonight. He was currently working and had texted you saying he’d be back in a couple of hours. Those few hours would not pass by slowly however. The time was dragging by. Not knowing how else to pass the time, you grabbed a blanket and pulled it over you, letting your tired body rest. 

Hours later, Youngjae arrived home to see your sleeping frame. He quietly crept over to you and comfortingly stroked your hair. It was something he often did to soothe you to sleep when you struggled. Recently, Youngjae had noticed a few changes about you. He couldn’t quite tell what they meant though. He had noticed that you were sleeping more and that your appetite had changed a little. Not much, but a little. The biggest thing he had noticed was that you often got up earlier than him and darted off to the bathroom. He hated jumping to conclusions but a part of him couldn’t help but suspect that you were pregnant. He had actually wanted to talk about that tonight. He wanted you to answer his suspicions and if you hadn’t been pregnant then Youngjae planned to change that, providing you also wanted a child. 

He sat there and watched you peacefully sleep, never stopping the soothing movements of his hand in your hair. After some time, you began to wake up and notice Youngjae’s presence.
“Oh, you’re here. When did you get back?” You asked him, sitting up so you could hug him.
“A little while ago but it’s okay. You looked tired so I didn’t want to disturb you.”
“You should have woken me up! But anyway that doesn’t matter. You’re here so that’s the important thing. I actually have something I wanted to talk to you about.”
“Really? Because so do I.”
“You go first, Youngjae.”
“No, you go,” he said, looking at you attentively, ready to listen. You took a deep breath to prepare yourself to share the news. 
“Well, a few things have been changing over the past few weeks. I noticed something was off so I went to see a doctor.” Youngjae’s face was now worried, his eyebrows knitted in concern. Clearly he was thinking of the worst case scenario right now. 
“And what did the doctor say?”
“She told me that I’m perfectly healthy but that there was something different that was causing a bit of morning sickness.”
“Are you…? Are we…having a baby?” Complete shock and joy flooded Youngjae’s face as he looked into your eyes, 
“Yes, we’re finally going to have our own little family,” you said as tears began to collect in your eyes. Youngjae held you in his arms, rocking you slightly as the reality of it all set in.

After some time, you both separated and you remembered that Youngjae had wanted to talk to you about something before you had shared the news. 
“Youngjae, what was it you wanted to talk to me about?”
“I was actually going to ask if you were pregnant. I noticed something was up but couldn’t see anything wrong so I was hoping that you were.”
“And what if I hadn’t been?”
“Then I would have asked to start a family. I don’t think I ever told you but for a while now I’ve been wanting to have a child with you and now…Now we actually are having our own little baby. You don’t know how happy I am, (Y/N). And I can’t wait to raise our own little slice of heaven.”
“Youngjae, you are going to be an amazing dad. I couldn’t ask for a better man to be the father of my children.”

Life Doesn’t Always Turn Out the Way You Plan

I was trying to post this on AO3, because it’s going to be a multi-parter. But AO3 is being grouchy tonight. So the first part will go up here, and get put up over there when the database starts behaving itself again. Then the rest of the chapters will go up over there too.

“While You Were Sleeping” is one of my all-time favorite movies ever. It just doesn’t feel like Christmas unless I’ve watched it at least once. And because I love it so much, I won’t be able to resist slipping verbatim quotes in here and there. So, watch out for those. Also, I know this is a Valentine’s challenge, but this movie is so wrapped up with Christmas for me that I had to set it then.

I’ll be honest - after this chapter, the rest of this so far is pretty much an outline interspersed with scene scraps. I’m hoping to post at least twice a week, but the schedule may be, ummmm, flexible. I’ll still try to get it all done in the month deadline.

That said, enjoy!

Life Doesn’t Always Turn Out the Way You Plan

My dad used to say something to me all the time when I was growing up. He would get this distant look in his eyes and he would tell me, “Iris, baby, life doesn’t always turn out the way you plan.”

l just wish I’d realized at the time he was talking about my life.

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Kino - Insomnia

“Can i request a scenario with Kino when you have insomnia and he’s doing everything to make you fall asleep? I love your blog! ^^ (sorry for my english ;;;;)”

Another peaceful night greeted you as the sun went down. It was the perfect time for you to relax, close your eyes, and fall asleep. Unfortunately, your brain had other plans again. As tired as you were, you’d been dealing with a bout of insomnia, so the idea of a good night’s sleep was completely off of the table.

Kino knew you were struggling, and had given suggestions on things that may help, but he always ended up falling asleep before he could do anything to assist you.

“Hey, how are you feeling tonight?” Kino asked, placing a hand on your shoulder.
“Tired yet unable to sleep,” you mumbled into your pillow.
“Same as usual, then.”
“Mm.”
“We need to fix this.”

Kino climbed over you and slid under the blankets before pulling out his phone, dialing a number and setting it on speaker. You looked at him, confused, but he just shook his head.

“Hyunggu-ah, hello!” a cheerful voice spoke up.
“Hey mom~ Do you have any methods to help someone fall asleep?”
“Well, I used to sing to you when you were little, you’d be out like a light!”

He smiled at the fond memory as she rambled on with some cute details.

“I remember that! But, uh, do you have any suggestions for someone with insomnia?” he asked.
“Oh, that’s more difficult. Massages are good to relax the body, helping other methods work,” she replied, “And I’ve heard that primrose oil is good for many, many things. Maybe you can try it? Just squeeze some into a cup of orange juice to mask the taste.”

Kino looked at you with a glimmer of hope in his eyes and said good night to his mom. The second he put his phone down, he was up and out to the kitchen where you could hear a glass clinking. He came back before long with exactly what his mother had described.

“Primrose oil. Like my mom said, you can’t taste it with the orange juice. It’s supposed to relax you naturally,” he said matter-of-factly, handing you the glass.
“You don’t have to help me sleep you know, you need your rest too,” you said, taking it.
“I don’t have to, I just want to.”
“Well, then thank you.”

You slowly sipped as Kino checked the time.

“What is mom doing up so late? I hope she’s sleeping okay,” he mumbled to himself.
“You’re a good person, Kang Hyunggu,” you hummed.
“I just care about people close to me.”
“Good.”

He sat up on his side of the bed and sighed, “Well, mind if I sit on your legs a little?”
“Uh… what?” you rightfully questioned.
“I can massage your back, you may be too tense to sleep.”
“Mm, sure.”

You reached down to set the drink on the night table and turned onto your stomach. He moved to sit on your legs and quickly began working his hands on your shoulders and upper back. You honestly had no idea how tense you were until Kino’s hands kneaded the knots away.

“Your muscles are so tight,” he said in disbelief, “No wonder you’re so restless.”

All you could do was mumble in response as you were too preoccupied with absorbing every little movement his hands made. The repetitive sensation was the most relaxing thing you had felt in ages. You were tired, but finally felt like you would be able to sleep.

“I could get used to this,” you said, your voice becoming groggy.
“So could I, my arms will be like Hongseok’s if this becomes a regular thing,” he laughed.

He started to build a rhythm and began absentmindedly humming as he did. You weren’t sure what song it was, but it was slow and calming. Gradually, a serene darkness finally began to creep over your mind, pulling you into the deep sleep that you so desperately needed.

Kino noticed your back fall limp and be free of tension, signaling to him that you had finally fallen asleep. He pat your back gently as he moved off of your legs and stretched, looking at his watch in the process.
5:00am.
There weren’t any public events scheduled for the day, so he quickly opted to get his own sleep before the others were blowing up his phone to go practice.

Despite the long night, he was overall just happy to see you sleeping finally.

(A/N: Just to check, would people prefer that I write ‘Hyunggu’ instead of 'Kino’ as his name? Feel free to message if you have a preference 💛 Enjoy!)

You were standing side stage, watching your boyfriend playing guitar. It was always something you enjoyed. Watching Tony pour himself into a show and have such a good time playing was something you never wanted to let go. However, right now, it was hard to focus on anything other than his fingers that moved delicately yet rapidly over his instrument, and not the one you wanted. He had been busy lately and hadn’t really been in the mood to do anything other than sleep. You had tonight planned, right down to getting the others out of the bus.

“Good night, Chicago!” You heard Vic yell out and immediately snapped your eyes up to the guys coming off stage. You wrapped your arms around Tony as he reached you, already having handed his guitar to their guitar tech.

“You did so well,” you whispered, ignoring the sweat covering his body as you pulled him closer. “As always,” you added as an afterthought and pulled back enough to peck his lips before pulling away completely and giving the others a hug. “You got me covered?” You whispered to Vic.

“Of course.” You smirked and pulled away as he did. “You owe me money for this.”

“I’m asking you to go party with a multitude of your friends, not to lick me.” His eyes widened before he grumbled something about not wanting to lick me anyways. You shrugged and turned back to Tony, who was wiping his face with a towel to get some of the moisture off. “Vic, Jaime, and Mike are going to a party. Do you want to go or head back to the bus with me?” This was the only part that there wasn’t really any way you could influence anything.

“I’ll head back to the bus with you. I’m not really in the party mood.” You nodded and grabbed his hand, intertwining your fingers with his. “We’ll see you guys later? One of you stay relatively sober.” You rolled your eyes and we began the walk to the bus.

“You know I love you right?” You asked casually. Tony looked at you weirdly before nodding. “And you love me too?” Your insecurities crept into your head. You didn’t want the night to turn into a pity party for yourself while you locked yourself in the back lounge.

“Of course, babe. What’s wrong? Are you okay?” You nodded slowly and then glanced at Tony.

“I just miss you is all.”

“But we’re always spending time together?” It came out as a question since he was so confused. You gave him a look and realization crossed his face. “Oooooh.” He drug out the ‘o'and then smirked. “Is that why the guys are out tonight?” A blush rose to your cheeks.

“Maybe a bit.” He grinned and pulled you into the bus. Your eyes widened when his lips pressed against yours before you closed them and wrapped your arms around his neck and his hands gripped your hips. His lips moved to your neck.

“Tell me what you want,“he whispered against your neck.

"I just want you to touch me like you touch your fucking guitar,” you dared to say. You could feel the smirk against your neck and he bit into the skin, not hard enough to break skin. “Fuck,” you groaned. “I just want you.”

“That can be arranged,” he whispered huskily. “Now jump.” You jumped and wrapped your legs around his waist. Your eyes closed as he pressed his lips to yours again. You could feel him walking and figured you would be in his bunk in a matter of seconds. He had different ideas.

“The back lounge?” You breathed as he kissed your jaw and then your collarbones. “Tony, people spend their time here.”

“Your point?” He asked and you could feel him in his turned on state pressing against you. You moaned as he hit the spot on your neck and grabbed the hem of his shirt, pulling it up a bit. He let you go to pull it off completely. You were holding yourself up now as he threw it to the side and laid you down on the couch they had in the lounge. His hands moved under your shirt until you finally pulled it off, needing more contact. He pulled you up and unclasped your bra, obviously becoming impatient. He gave attention to both of your breasts and then began to travel further down. You went to touch him, but he grabbed your wrists, pinning your hands above your head.

“Tony,” you groaned in annoyance.

“If you touch me, I’ll stop,” he threatened. Your eyes widened. He’d done this before. Dominant Tony was your second favorite thing in the world, just him in general being the first. He let you go and continued. You fought back the urge to run your hands through his hair as he unbuttoned the shorts you were wearing and pulled both your shorts and underwear down at the same time. His eyes trailed over you. “God, you’re so fucking beautiful,” he breathed and then his tongue was on the place you need it the most. You moaned as it moved around. You moaned your hands and gripped his hair. He immediately pulled back.

“Shit,” you cursed and moved your hands quickly. “Fuck.”

“Since you can’t control yourself, you’re going to have to do something for me instead.” He unzipped his pants and pulled them down before doing the same with his boxers. He looked at you before gesturing to his dick. “It’s not going to suck itself.” You rolled your eyes with a smile.

“I should fucking slap you.”

“Oh, please do.” You held up your middle finger before wrapping your lips around him. He let out a groan. “God, I needed this. Fuck, (Y/N). I almost forgot how goddamn good you were at this.” You would have smirked if your mouth wasn’t full, but alas it was. You bobbed your head up and down and he threaded his fingers through your hair.

“I’m going to need you to stop so that I can be inside you.” His sentence ended in a moan. He pulled you up and laid back, pulling you down on top of him. He leaned over and grabbed his pants, pulling the foil package out. He opened it and quickly put the condom on. You gasped as he entered you and then moaned.

“Shit, Tony.” He guided you as you moved on top of him. “God, I love you,” You whimpered as he thrusted up into you.

“I’m so close, (Y/N).” You had gotten him closer than You had thought. Your hands landed on his chest for balance as you moved over him. He pulled you to him, pressing his lips to yours. You could feel the familiar feeling in your stomach. You hadn’t done this in so long, and you were so ready for it that it was hard to contain. Tony flipped you over and went faster, rubbing your most sensitive spot in the process. You wanted to scream in ecstasy but didn’t want people to think we were shooting porn in here.

“Tony!” You screamed as he hit the spot you were hopping for him to find. All hope of being quiet was lost. “Right there,” you breathed.

“I- Shit.” Before you could say anything, he was shuddering over you, an orgasm wracking his body. You were soon to follow, both of you moaning each other’s names. He pulled out of you and disposed of the condom before returning back to you and picking you up, carrying to the bunk you two shared and crawling in after placing you in there. “Hey, babe. Don’t ever let me say I don’t want to make love to you, okay?” You laughed and pressed a kiss to his lips before snuggling into him.

~*~
“Tony, (Y/N)! Get your damn clothes out of the back lounge!” You heard Jaime yell in the morning. You groggily opened your eyes, realizing that instead of being naked like you had been when you fell asleep that you were in Tony’s shirt and a pair of his boxers. You glanced up at him and saw that he was awake as well. “I take it you two had fun last night,” Jaime said with a smirk as he opened the curtain to your bunk.

“You too,” you retorted, noticing the bags under his eyes and the way he squinted in the light. He rolled his eyes playfully.

“Yeah, yeah. Just get up so that we can go get some breakfast.” He left afterwards and you looked up at Tony.

“I love you,” you whispered and pressed a small kiss to his chest.

“I love you too.” Then you were being tugged out to get ready for breakfast.


This is absolute shit and the first smutty thing I’ve ever written.

Sorry bout it caitlin-perry

Credit to whoever for gif

Fantasy

Summary: You and Bambam roleplay where you’re his mistress.
Genre: Smut
Length: 2140
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Warning: Female Dom, bondage, cursing, slight bdsm

“Bambam!” you called from the other room. It was getting late, so he probably just assumed that you were calling him into the bedroom, so you two could go to sleep, but you had other plans.

“Coming, jagi!” he shouted, skipping towards the bedroom. He opened the door, and his eyes popped out of his head.

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Sweet Love (Ashley Purdy Imagine)

(Y/N) POV

Today, Ashley and I were hanging out with the guy’s and their girlfriends. After traveling for the past four months and then writing and recording a new album, all of the guys were in need of a break.

“So what are all of y’all’s plans for tonight?” Andy asked walking out to the backyard where we all were and setting beside Juliet.

“I’m just going to go home and sleep.” CC said getting up a stretching.

“I’m going home and packing, again, then tomorrow morning, I have a plane to catch.” Jinxx told him.

“I’m doing what CC is doing and just sleeping.” Jake also said standing up.

“What about you two?” Juliet asked looking and Ashley and I.

“Probably just go home and watch movies or something.” Ashely told her and I just smiled and nodded my head.

“Or something…” Andy said with the wiggle of his eyebrows and smirking.

“Man shut up. What we do does not concern any of you.” Ashely said getting upset.

We haven’t done anything like that and I know it gets to him. I just don’t what him to be upset with me when he finds out why I keep putting him off.

“Dude, I’m just fucking with you two.”

“I know. We’ve got to go anyway.” Ashely said standing up and helping me up.

“Okay. Well, we’ll see you guys later.” Juliet said pulling me into a hug. “Good luck, and don’t let him force you into doing anything.” She whispered in my ear. “I won’t.”

Giving Andy and the rest of the guys hugs, we walked out and got into the car going home.

“You okay?” I asked Ashley worried about him and how he reacted.

“Yeah, I’ll be fine.”
The rest of the car ride was silent, I knew why he was upset. I just don’t know if I can do it.

We walked inside and he went into the living room and I went to the bedroom. I can’t stop thinking of the look he had tonight. I know that we have been together for almost a year now, but I’m still scared. I’m scared that he’ll change his mind about me, or he’ll be disappointed or something. I just don’t know.

I didn’t realize that I walked into the kitchen until I felt arms wrap around my waist.

“Babe are you okay? You ignored me when you walked by.” Ashley asked with worry laced into his voice.

“What? Oh, I’m fine. I was just thinking.”

“Thinking gets your anxiety going babe…”

“It’s nothing.” I said looking down. I can’t tell him.

“No, it’s something (Y/N). Just tell me. You’re
beginning to worry me.” He insisted as he turned me around in his arms.

“It’s hard to say Ash. It’s embarrassing, and I’m scared that you’ll leave me because of it.” I told him still not looking meeting his eyes.

“Baby, nothing you say could make me break up with you. Unless you’re cheating on me.” He said now more worried than before.

“What? No, I’m not cheating on you.” I said.

“Then what is it?”

“It’s the reason what we haven’t done anything…”

“What do you mean?”

“You know… The reason why we haven’t had sex yet.” As I said that he started laughing.

“Ash it’s not funny.”

“That’s what you’ve been thinking so hard on. Babe I don’t care about that. It’s fine.”

“No it’s not. Ash, the reason behind it is so embarrassing. I’m a fucking adult and I’m embarrassed to even say it.”

“Baby. Just tell me.”

“Ash I’m a umm”

“Babe please.”

“I’m still a virgin.” I whispered looking down at my hands.

He didn’t say anything for a while.

“See, I knew this would happen.” I told him getting out of his arms and walking into the living room and sat on the couch.

“(Y/N), seriously, you think I’m upset about this?” he asked in disbelief.

“Well, you didn’t say anything. For all I know, you could have been thinking about leaving me.”

Right after I said that, he grabbed my chin and kissed me. At first it started out soft and sweet but it soon turn to lust and passion.

“I would never do that. But let me ask you something.” Ashley said pulling away.

“Okay?”

“Do you trust me?” he asked me looking into my eyes.

“Yes, why wouldn’t I?”

“Then if you trust me. Believe me when I say, it’s okay that we haven’t had sex. We can do it when you’re ready.”

After he said that I knew that he meant it. I knew that he wouldn’t leave me. Maybe I could do this, maybe I could give the man that loved me my virginity. I kissed him again, but this time a little different. There was love, and passion.

This kiss soon turned into a make out session, he moved from my lips to my jaw line and down my neck. Once he got to the base of my neck right where it meets with my shoulder, he started sucking. He then moved cross my collar bone to the other side, did the same thing and came back up to my lips.

“Ash, promise me that if we do this, you won’t hurt me afterwards?”

“I won’t. I promise.”

“Then let’s do it.”

“You sure? I don’t want you to feel like I’m forcing you.”

“You’re not, as long as you promise not to hurt me.”

“I promise.”

As soon as he said those words, I kissed him. He pulled me into his lap and lifted me up, I wrapped my legs around his waist and he walked us towards the bedroom. Once in there, he laid me down on the bed, and kissed down my neck to collar bone. He slowly moved his hands down my breast, to my abdomen all the way to the hem of shirt. As he was sliding the shirt up, he kissed the skin that was now becoming visible. He got the shirt to my neck and I lifted my arms and head, and he pulled it over them. Then sliding his around to my back, he unclasped my bra and pulled it off. As soon as he did that, I moved my hands to cover my chest.

“Baby, no, don’t.”

He pulled my hands away and moved them to my sides.

“You’re beautiful and I don’t want you to cover up anything. Okay?”

He said and kissed me softly, I nodded my head at him and smiled.

“You know, it’s not fair that I’m shirtless and you still have yours on.”

I moved my hands to the hem of his shirt, and pulled up and over his head. I ran my hands down his chest, to his ‘outlaw’ tattoo, all the down to his abs, and back up again.

“Yeah, yeah. But if you don’t stop what you’re doing now, it’s going to be hard for me to focus on you.”

He then, moved his hands to the button of my shorts, and unbutton them. He pulled them and my panties down all at once. I was now completely nude in front of him, he just stared at me and smiled.

“(Y/N), I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Ash.”

He bent back down over me and started to kiss me again. In this kiss, I could feel the love he had for me.

“I want you to know, that when I thrust in, that it is going to hurt, and that it will be uncomfortable, but the pain with be replaced with pleasure.”

I just nodded at him, he then pulled off his pants and boxers off,and I just started at him. He leaned over and opened the drawer in his bedside table and pulled out a condom, ripping the packaging opened, he rolled it on to his length.

“Okay, this is going to feel weird. But I’m going to see just how tight you are okay?”

Once again, nervous as fuck, I nodded at him. I trusted him and I knew that he would never hurt me on purpose.

He slid one finger in, and then other. I squinted when he slid the second finger in.

“Okay, well, this is for sure going hurt you, (Y/N). But for me it’s going to be amazing. That sounded like I’m trying to be an asshole, but I’m not, the tighter a girl is the more pleasure the guy feels. Baby, I swear, if I starting hurting you, please let me know.”

“I will.”

As soon as I said that, he kissed me. Lining himself up with my core, he slowly pushed himself in. I griped his shoulders hard with my hands, leaving nail marks.

“Baby, I’m only halfway.” He whispered into my ear, and kissing my neck.

“Give me a minute.”

He waited, once that little bit of pain I felt went away, I grinded against him. Which, he took as a sign and pushed himself all the way in. He was right, it hurt. It hurt badly too. But he didn’t move.

“Let me know sweetheart.” He said as he kissed me on the lips and neck trying to take my mind off of the pain.

We stayed like that for a couple of minutes. Just like with before, I grinded against him again and he moved.

Thrusting, in and out, slowly, kissing me and proving what he said. Proving that he loved me, and would never hurt me. I scratched down his back with my nails and he let out a deep moan from his throat, I did that again. He kissed me hard the second time I did, and I moaned into his mouth.

“Ash”

“(Y/N)”

“mmmmm”

I couldn’t form words, once again, he was right, the pain turned into pleasure.

“Go a little faster babe.”

“You sure?”

“Yes”

He moved faster, and the pleasure became stronger. We were both moaning each other’s names, saying I love you as well.

“Babe, I… I think I’m close.” I told him felling that pressure in the pit of my stomach that everyone talks about.

“Me too, baby, me too.” He grunted in my ear.

“Do want to come together baby?” he whispered into my ear.

“mmhm.” I responded.

He grabbed my hands with his, and interlocked our fingers together and placed them beside my head.

“On three. One, two, three.”

We kissed each other hard and came together. He laid down his elbows and put all his weight on them. He pulled out and it hurt. He took the condom off and threw it away in the waste basket that was beside our bed, afterwards he pulled the blankets out from under me and wrapped them around us. We cuddled together, trying to get our breath back. Once we were breathing normally again, he kissed me.

“Thank you, (Y/N)”

“For what?”

“Giving me the one thing that you were scarred of letting go of.”

I blushed and kissed him again.

“Thank you for being the one that I trusted. Also, thank you for loving me.”

“I will always love you (Y/N), no matter what.”

“And I will always love you, Ash. My outlaw.”

After that, we fell asleep, wrapped in each other arms.

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You knew the dare was stupid. Sneak into Freddy Fazzbear’s pizza and stay there the night? You’d sooner get kicked out by the security guard than see any of the ghosts you didn’t actually believe haunted the place.

Yet here you were, picking the front door lock, opening it, and tip-toeing in. Pretty poor security, but you guessed people wouldn’t really have reason to sneak in to a children’s themed restaurant that was probably already on its way to being closed down.

You closed the door behind you and made your way over to the main stage. The Fazzbear crew was all there, and all just as still and boring as you expected. But then you glanced over, seeing the closed curtains. You always wondered what was behind there, but you could never look during the day. But now…

You walked over and peeked through the curtains, nearly jumping when you saw the pirate fox. “And you must be the elusive Foxy,” you commented with a smirk. You’d always hear about Foxy from the older kids trying to impress the younger kids, and occasionally he’d show up on merch, but it was actually pretty cool to get a look at him, even if he was a little more run-down than the others.

“What the hell are you doing in here?” a guy called to you from down the hall, surprising you. “Get in here now!”

“Going to kick me out?” you asked, sounding uninterested.

“No, it’s too dangerous to do that now. Get in my office!” the guard called, sounding a little panicked.

“Hey, my car’s right outside. It’s not like I’ll be walking home at this hour.”

“No, you don’t understand! Just run over here, keep your eyes on me, and I’ll explain.”

You were about to laugh him off when you felt a furry hand on your shoulder. You just about jumped out of your skin, but you slipped out of the grip and ran as fast as you could towards the guy and into his office.

“Close the door! What are you leaving it open for? Something just grabbed me!” you said, panicking a little.

The guard, meanwhile, pulled up a tablet that seemed to have camera footage of the restaurant and pulled up the cam that showed where you were just at, Bonnie standing there with his hand out like he was still holding your shoulder.

“The animatronics are left in a free-roaming mode at night,” the guard explained. “And their AI is a bit wonky at night. And I have limited power, and closing the doors takes power, which is why I need to wait for them to approach before I can close them. So, basically, I have the worst job in the world and I couldn’t care less about throwing you out right now as long as we both stay safe.”

“Why does this place even need a night guard?” you asked.

“I was wondering that myself, but now I’m guessing this is why,” the guard commented. “They probably got tired of cleaning mysterious blood stains from the spare suits we have in the back.”

“I hope you are joking,” you commented flatly.

“I don’t even know anymore,” the guard said. Suddenly, you heard metal clanging on metal, which made you jump.

“Oh, hey, Chika’s in the kitchen already,” the guard commented. “And Bonnie…” He walked over to the door, pressing a button that turned a light on right outside the door. You jumped again, seeing Bonnie right there. The guard, however, calmly pressed the button to close the door. “Let’s just hope he’s not in a stubborn mood tonight.”

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“Hey Ambrose, what’s up?”

“Can I talk to you? Alone?”

“Sure.” *waits for Becky and Paige to leave* “What’s going on, Ambrose?”

“I was wondering what you were doing tonight after the show?”

“Uh… um… I um… I don’t have uh… I don’t have any plans. Why uh… why do you ask?”

“Well, I don’t have plans either. The next venue is only like two hours away. I could drive that in my sleep. So I was thinking about getting something to eat… you know, at like sit down place. There’s a pretty awesome Bar & Grill down the street. I thought I’d hit that up before hitting the road. I’m just a little sick of going through a drive through and eating in my rental. So I uh… I want to change it up tonight, and I was wondering if you… you know… wanted to go with me.”

“Are you…?”

“Asking you on a date? Yeah, I kind of am. That was a horrible way to do it too. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry. I would love to go to dinner with you.”

“I’ll see ya later than, darling.”

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Hero (Clint Barton x Reader)

@buckybarnesthedoritoslut​ requested promt #47: “Stop trying to be the hero all the time and just be you!”

  • Words:  1.000
  • Pairing: Clint Barton x Reader
  • Warnings: Fluff
  • Author notes: (Y/N) is your name.

Originally posted by tomshardy

You were finishing some paper work from your office in your study when you received a text message from the man you shared house with. The evening had been very calmed and on top of that, you had your cup of fancy tea next to your laptop. It was all perfect until you set your eyes on your mobile.
 
Babe, I’m coming home. Things got bad and not as planned, so I don’t want you to see me, I’ll sleep in the guests’ room tonight. I’m sorry, I love you
 
You heavily sighed and kept typing and drinking your tea. Those messages were not often, but when they came in it meant that things were really bad and probably it meant a broken bone or a bullet wound.
 
You heard the door being unlocked and another heavy sigh escaped from your lungs; you ran your fingers through your hair, doubting if going to see the person walking in or keep focusing in your work. You searched for your earphones on the drawer of the desk and plugged them in; you needed some time to think what you’d say and Adele’s songs were the worst thing when it came to have a calmed heart.
 
Your paper work was done but your mind still longed for some time alone. You hadn’t think of anything to say as you didn’t know his state. You pushed yourself away from the desk and swirling on the chair you got closer to the door. You asked yourself if you were sure, but there was no turning back; you were already going down the stairs.
 
You saw a pair of feet resting on the arm of the black couch in the living room and a dark figure came from the feet. You observed the man who kept his eyes closed and you searched for what you feared. They were there; the signs of being badly-injured were visible. A sling on his arm, cuts and bruises on his face and luckily the suit was dark enough so you could not see the bloodstains.
 
A bag rested next to him on the floor and you silently grabbed it. You didn’t care anymore if he heard you or not, yet he did.
 
“Honey, I told you not to come down…” He whined while adjusting himself on the couch that seemed slightly small for him.
“This is my house too, and I think I have the right to walk around it” You replied coldly. You didn’t want to fight but you couldn’t help the voice.
 
You walked away to the laundry room and separated the clothing. Some heavy steps sounded from behind you. Turning on your heels and leaning on the washing machine behind you. He was definitely sorry. You crossed your arms over your chest and waited for an answer or whatever thing came from his mouth.
 
“I think it’s beyond unnecessary to say I’m sorry, right?”
“Clinton” You said “Apologies are unnecessary. I don’t need them”
“Please, don’t call me like that” He begged “I’m sorry for coming home like this but… You know this is what I do”
“I’m not mad because you came home like this; I’m mad because you don’t take care of yourself. I’m not trying to remind you of your condition, but you’re not a god and you’re not a super soldier either…”
“So?” He asked, slightly offended “You say I’m not as good as they are?”
“You know what? I’m actually mad at you” You pursed your lips and stepped away “We’ll talk about this later”
 
You ran up the stairs again and locked yourself in your office. You didn’t think he was not good enough, but he often forgot he was not immortal and that was what bothered you. The thing was that he always pushed himself way over the edge and it meant that he would end up badly-injured, or it could mean that it would never come back at all.
 
You plugged the earphones into your iPod and rested on the couch you had in the room. You fell asleep to the music and luckily, no one came to bother you. After the small nap your anger was not there anymore; it was only the feeling of worrying too much for a man that cared too little.
 
You stretched yourself and decided to check on Clint again. He was no longer lying on the couch, so you went to the guests’ room to see him, peacefully sleeping on the large bed. You laid next to him, placing your arm over his stomach what was seemingly not wounded. He was not as asleep as you thought and he placed an arm over your shoulder.
 
“This is so much better…” He whispered “Baby, I’m sorry for coming like this…”
“I know, but…” You heavily sighed “Is just that I… I worry, you know?” You looked up to him.
“I know but… Try to understand that it’s my job as well… I do this for a living”
Stop trying to be the hero all the time, Clint” You hid your face on his chest “And please, just be you” You gulped “I’m not saying you’re not good as they are, but you’re only human, and until Stark or Banner develop something for you, that condition will remain the same” You sighed again “Clint… I love you, and I want to grow old with you, not with the memory of you”
“I want to grow old with you too, sweetheart” He cupped your face with his free hand and made you look up again “I love you, and thank you for being so understanding” He tried to lean forward to you kiss you, but he giggled halfway “Sorry, injury”
“It’s ok” You smiled in relief “A kiss can wait”
“Hell no, come here”
 
You carefully crawled up and reached for his sweet lips. He was right, it was his job after all, but he promised to take care and go at his own pace.

Surprise date || DANTANA || f2f

It had been a few days since the couple had a break down between them through no fault of Santanas. They were still sleeping separately. She wanted to make things better in any way she could. Planning a surprise date for the pair she organised anything, she just needed Dani there now. The kids were staying at Santanas parents, she needed a plan to get Dani there now. Thinking on her feet she headed down stairs to where Dani was with the twins and Ryan. “Hey… My sister and her boyfriend have asked to go to dinner tonight. I’ve told them yeah. Is that okay? Obviously I said I’d talk to you first”

[ This has been in my drafts for over 100 million years and I’m so sorry. See you this week bbg westcoastwilk xx ]


You and Sam often share a room at Nate’s place and tonight that’s where you’ll be sleeping because you guys had planned an early road trip the next day. You were trying to sleep early but you could hear Sammy’s loud rapping in the shower. Who even raps in the shower? Annoyed you got up and knocked on the bathroom door.


“Wilkinson! We have to wake up at 3 in the morning tomorrow! Could you keep it down?”


“Sorry I didn’t hear you over my amazing rapping, what did you say?” He said over the sound of the water.


“I’m trying to sleep, so could you shut the fuck up?” You hear him turn the water off and soon he was at the door half naked and soaked with water with nothing but a towel around his waist.


“Make me” He said grinning because he knows how uncomfortable he’s making you feel. Suddenly he steps forward and warps his wet arms around you.


“You’re making me wet! Gosh Sam, get off of me!” You screamed which only made him laugh and hug you tighter.


“I make you wet? That sounds a little bit dirty” He said in your ear and your eyes widen at his remark. You wiggled from his grasp and turn around. Maybe surprise and annoyance was written over your face because Sammy stopped laughing.


“Oh hey I didn’t mean that” He said smiling. “I’ll keep it down okay?” 


You nod and say quietly, “Good night”


He leans down and plants a kiss on your forehead. “Night” He says before going back in to shower.



[ Okay this was shit, I apologize again. Requests are welcomed :) ]

Teen Saren & Nihlus ; Closed

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It had been a few weeks now, basic was stressful. Fun, on occasion, for all they got to learn, hell on others, when they were forced out into the wild with little supplies and less sleep. It wasn’t doing Nihlus any favors that his commanders were a bunch of idiots who couldn’t spot a good plan when he delivered it on a silver platter. His roommate was hell to live with too. Demanding to say the least, but he could deal.

Tonight he’d waited until the pale bastard was sleeping, soft sounds and deep breaths, until he’d stuck a hand under his covers and started fantasizing about slender waists and splayed necks. He was well into the image when he heard Saren gruffing under him. Nihlus froze. He hadn’t thought he was making that much of a ruckus. But the old iron frame of the bed wasn’t the best oiled thing in the world. “Go back to sleep.” He muttered, then cringed as he heard his tones slipping through, ground up and low with intent.

Saren couldn’t help but agree with nihlus on the matter of the ignorance of their superiors. It was surely a shame that they had gotten off on the wrong foot. His bunkmate seemed to be the only one with any sense around here. Still, saren was stubborn, prideful. He wasn’t going to just forget about how the darker plated turian picked a fight with him, and got him in trouble with his brother. Sprits, he hated it when desolas was angry with him. These things in mind, he snorted in response.

“I cannot. You are being too damn noisy.” Saren griped, sighing heavily as he sat up. “You would think will as many drills that we have done today you would be able to lull into a deep sleep.” He mused then paused. “What in the spirits are you doing up there?”

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~Imagine slowly falling in love with Pietro Part: 2.~

Pietro x Reader

Prinţesă- princess
Draga- sweetheart
Frumoasa- beautiful

You woke up to the sound of rain drops hitting the top of the tower, you had a corner bedroom and so if you turned to your left you had the most beautiful view of the city. Rainy days had always been your favorite since moving in with the team. Rainy days meant that everyone got to stay in and have a lazy day.

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✍ after school tutoring

Marcus had lied. Admittedly, Aidan should have never asked. But he’d run into Jackie while skipping fourth period, and he couldn’t bring himself to keep quiet. He wanted to know if it was true, and he wanted to know what she thought of Marcus’ abilities. She laughed in his face when he asked her how things went. He never even grabbed my tits, she’d said. He’s getting a second chance tonight, but only because he’s so pretty – unless you were swinging by to make plans, hot shot. 

So Marcus had lied. He didn’t sleep with Jackie, and why the hell couldn’t he have just said so? Marcus knew that Aidan had close ties to all the Riveters. He had to have known that the truth would come out sooner or later. Besides, what did he gain by lying? (And what did it mean that he turned Jackie down?) 

With a dozen new questions, Aidan had made his way back to school. He didn’t bother showing up for gym, but he waited in his car until he saw Marcus walk out of the building. Aidan checked his own appearance in the mirror (making sure his hair was just right and that the v-line of his shirt was deep enough) before sliding out and waiting for Marcus to pass by. 

When the redhead was close enough, Aidan broke the ice. “Hey, Vallaine! C’mere.”