whines i miss all of them

So you know that ‘Noctis Lucis’  literally means ‘Night Light’, right?

Imagine then, if you will:

  • It’s 2 AM, and it’s the first night in a week Ignis agreed to shell out money to stay in a hotel instead of enjoying the comfort of a nearby haven. 
  • And boy has it been a week.
  • Everyone has been tense. Gladio has been less chatty and more withdrawn, and Ignis has put on his Mum Pants™ extra tight, effectively driving all of them up a wall. 
  • As for Prompto and Noctis…things could be better. 
  • They fight. A lot. And it only gets worse the closer they get to Altissia. 
  • But the calm times between them are perfect, even if they are few and far between anymore. 
  • Noctis smiles, holds his hand, plays with his hair…
  • And Prompto loves it. He wouldn’t trade those moments for anything. 
  • Except for maybe not needing his glasses in the middle of the night.
  • Which wouldn’t be so bad if Noctis didn’t insist on sleeping by the nightstand where Prompto’s glasses were. 
  • Royal pain in the ass is more like it. 
  • So Prompto fidgets a few times before he groans because goddamn does he have to pee
  • He reaches over the sleeping Prince and fumbles for his glasses, which immediately tumble to the carpet with a soft thud, and Prompto sighs. 
  • “Hey, Noct.” He gently shakes his shoulder, which Noctis only responds to with a quiet “Hm?” 
  • “Can you turn on the night light? I dropped my glasses.” 
  • “You already have,” he says, followed immediately be Ignis.
  • “OH MY GOD.” 
  • And that is promptly followed up by Gladio snorting and howling with laughter into the pillow.
  • Prompto, bless his heart, is very confused when he feels Noctis shaking with laughter. 
  • “All right. I’m clearly missing something.” 
  • It’s Ignis who responds, and even he’s trying to mask his giggles as he sits up, looking in his and Noctis’s general direction. 
  • “The Latin, Noctis Lucis, translates verbatim to night light.”
  • Prompto nods. So what?
  • “Oh?” What could it hurt to humor him. It’s been a long week after all. He might appreciate it. 
  • But everyone is still laughing
  • And it hits him that Nocits’s name means ‘night light’ and he giggles a little himself. 
  • “Oh!” 
  • He looks down at Noctis who is looking up at him and he can see his eyes shining in the dark room and the light flush of pink on his cheeks.
  • And then he realizes that he’s been straddled in Noctis’s lap and shifting as he looks for his glasses.
  • “...OH.” 
  • But the sexual connotation is long forgotten because everyone is laughing now. And not just light giggles, but full on howling, guttural belly laughter. 
  • If he’s being honest, Prompto has missed it. A lot
  • Noctis wraps his arms around him and pulls him back to the bed, and Prompto whines between loud chuckles as he wiggles in his arms. 
  • “Noct, stop! I still have to pee!”
  • And it only makes them all laugh harder.

(As a note, and I really shouldn’t have to say this, but please ask my permission if you want to use these little bits for your own stories. I’d be more than happy to discuss it further with you if you want. I promise I’m actually very accommodating. Thank you.) 

BTS as Fathers Would Include: V

Fatherhood BTS Series

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

  • box smiles
  • all of them wearing gucci since the minute they were born
  • “yah. guys. eat your food, your mother worked hard preparing it”
  • he’d try to hug all his children at once

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Come Here - Justin Foley Smut

Justin Foley x reader 

Request:  Justin Foley ❤️❤️ , can you do a plot there reader x Justin have a very heated argument (about anything, you can choose) and just as the reader is about the walk out, he grabs her arm and kisses her then end with a smut?? Sorry if it’s too much!!

WARNING: Smut, swearing 

“Are you fucking serious Justin!”

Me and Justin have been arguing on and off for the past 3 days now about stupid things. Lately he’s been finding literally anything to argue about from me not giving him any attention to me not wanting to meet him at his locker. He doesn’t understand that I don’t like being around his friends, especially Bryce. His friends are ass-wholes, and they make my boyfriend an ass-whole when he’s around them. Don’t get me wrong, Justin is the sweetest boy out there, and I love every minute that I’m with him, but when he’s with his friends he forgets that side of him and this is what we are arguing about now.

“Yes I’m serious y/n, what is your problem!” he yells. He asked me to come over earlier and when I did he basically threw me in a trap and said ‘let’s go to Bryce’s house’. 

“My problem? What the hell is your’s, are you fucking in love with Bryce!”

“What the hell y/n! what do you have against my friends!”

“I don’t like them and how you are around them Justin!” I yell back.

“You have to be joking babe! I never act different towards you!”

I dry laugh and pace his room, “Yes you do Justin! you fucking forgot to take me to work cause you were getting high with them!!”

“I said I was sor-”

“And you fucking forgot my birthday 3 weeks ago cause you were partying with Bryce!”

“I didn’t do it on purp-”

“You even fucking made me think you were dead when you decided to play hookie for 3 days at Bryce’s house and not return my calls!!!” I scream, tears coming down.

“Bab-” he tries to grab my arm, but I yank it away.

“NO!” I scream, “your always up their asses, so don’t you dare ask me to go with you to his house!”

“Babe just let me exp-” I pull away from his touch again and he sighs and rubs his face.

“I don’t want to hear it!” I say, feeling emotionally drained from going back and forth.

“You know I didn’t mean to do any of those things!” 

“I don’t care Justin! you still did, so don’t ask me why I don’t like them!”

He stays quiet and looks like he is in deep thought. He doesn’t say anything about what I just said and it’s starting to piss me off. I feel like I’m about to full on cry and I don’t want him to see it so I roll my eyes and turn towards the door.

“Okay whatever Justin, have fun at Bryce’s”. As soon as another tear was about to fall, I felt his hand yank my arm back to him. 

“Come here.” As soon as I came into contact with his chest, I felt his lips on mine. It’s like all of our anger was put into this kiss as Justin deepened it. He made me feel like I wasn’t important to him and the most important thing at the same time and it drives me crazy. He pinned me against the wall and pushed his. His lips went to my neck as he whispered. 

“You’re so damn wrong baby” he says in a husky voice, “I love you so much and I’m so sorry. Fuck Bryce.”

I giggle at what he says and lean my head back as he continues peppering kisses. He grabs my hips and I automatically wrap my legs around his torso. It’s like all my anger went away, and I wanted nothing more but for him to make love to me. His light peppers went to full on harsh sucking and I bit my lip to stop myself from moaning. The way he was sucking on my neck, I know I’m going to have a bunch of purple bruises.  I pulled him closer to me as he parted his lips, begging for an entrance. I let him, and our tongues danced together mixed with our groans. He hands leave my waist, pushing them up my shirt impatiently, causing me to get goosebumps. His hands grazed over my laced black bra, squeezing my breast and I was already turned on just from his fingertips against my skin. He grabbed my butt, carrying us over to his bed. 

“I just missed you, that’s all” I whispered so low that I thought he didn’t hear me. His eyes was filled with love and desire as he pulled of his shirt along with mine.

“I missed you too baby” He locked his lips with mine as he hovered over my body, his hands wandering. His fingers slowly traveled to my leggings, pulling them down. I felt my core becoming hot and wet and needed him. 

“Justin” I whined. He seemed to feel my agony, as his hands slipped into my panties. His fingers grazed over my clit and I sucked in my breath. He nibbled on my chest as he started to rub the figure 8 around my core. 

“Oh my g- Justin” I moaned, grabbing onto his shoulder. He started to rubbed harder and faster and I felt myself getting hotter. He slips two fingers into me and I arched to feel more of him.

“Fuck Justin!” I moan, circling my hips around his fingers. 

“Your so beautiful to me y/n” he whispers again my chest. with his free hand, he unclasps my bra, throwing it across the room, never stopping his hand from giving me pleasure. He takes one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking and flicking his tongue around it as he started vigorously rubbing my clit with his thumb and pumping in and out of me. The pressure was getting to me and I was a moaning mess under him. This was long needed. 

“Oh my go- Justin please baby!” 

He takes his mouth off my chest and goes down to my core. His breath makes me want to grab his hair and pull him further in. He slowly pulls off my underwear and I can’t help but grind against his touch. 

“Don’t tease me baby” I whine.

“Not this time babe”. His hands grab my thighs and his tongue immediately began to lick me out. He starts flicking his tongue against my core, making me grab his hair.

“Baby” I moan, wiggling my hips against his core. He starts moving his tongue faster, pushing my hips further onto his mouth. I throw my head back and fight not to pull his hair. He goes back to finger fucking me and I’m a mess. 

“Justin! baby faster please!” I beg louder, grinding against his face. Listening to my cries, Justin speeds up, roughly rubbing my clit. His tongue slides into me, along with his fingers making me whimper. 

“Justin baby I’m about t-”. He doesn’t stop as he continues pumping while his other hand comes up to my boob, bringing his finger to pinch my nipple making me go crazy. 

“Justin!” I scream as he speeds everything up, groaning against my core. I feel myself clench around his fingers and let my orgasm out with a whimper. I licks everything up and comes up to kiss me. I wrap my arms around his neck, tasting myself on his lips. I want nothing more than to feel him inside of me. As if he read my mind, he threw off his boxers and grabbed my thighs, placing my legs over his shoulder. He came back down to my lips, kissing me passionately. 

“I really do love you baby He smiled, looking at me with nothing but love. 

“I love you too” I smiled. He look down at his bulge near my entrance and look back up to me as in asking is it okay, I nod my head, just needing him already. He slowly pushes into me and I whimper form the pain. 

“Are you okay?” He asks worriedly. 

“Yeah, just keep going babe”. Its been a while since we had sex and I needed to adjust to his size. He starts slowly pulling in and out of me as I gripped onto his arms.

“Faster baby” I moan. Justin started thrusting faster, moving his his hips harder with each thrust. Each of his thrust had me moaning his name. He leaned in to suck on my neck as I dug my nails into his soft and muscled back. As he sped up, his grip tightened on my hips, surely leaving  a bruise, but I didn’t care. This feeling was amazing. 

“Fuck princess” He groaned into my hair, planting kisses from my neck to my chest. I wrap my arms around his neck as he buried himself into me. 

“Oh my-fuck Justin harder please!” I scream. He straighten up and pulled me closer into him, drilling into me. 

“Fuck!” he screamed with each hard and rough thrust. His hands rested at each side of my head as his thrust got more sloppier and rougher making me almost cry at the feeling.

“Justin baby!” I scream as I feel myself clench around his dick. I let my climax overtake me as my eyes go to the back of my head, enjoying the high. This sent Justin over the edge, as he climaxed right after me, fully burying himself into me, riding out his high. A string of curses left his mouth as he finished his high. He came down to my lips and kissed me slowly and sweetly before collapsing onto the bed next to me. Both panting, he pulled me onto his chest, kissing my head until we both calmed down. We stayed in this comfortable silence for a while just enjoying each others company when his phone rings. He reaches over, not letting go of his grip on me, to answer it. 


“Nah man…”

“Not tomorrow night either…”

“Because I’m staying with y/n tonight and the rest of the week….”

EXO Reaction To You Crying From Missing Them

You scroll through the twitter post as many fans praise EXO on their overseas concert, photos and small video clips fill your feed as you’re caught between smiling and crying at them. You look at the clock 1:00am. Right on time you hear your phone ring, you try and steady your feeling as you pick up.

“Y/N!” the scream into the phone. You try swallowing back a cry and say a weak rough “Hey” back -


“Are you okay”
“Yeah, I’m just a little sad” you admit, knowing you can’t hide anything from him
“Did something happen?”
“You left” you say feeling a tear escape down your cheek. He smiles at your cute response and tries to remain strong for the both of you
“I miss you too” he says “I’ll be back before you know it and after that you’re going to wish I was away for tour”

Originally posted by kamikoy


"Everything’s alright. We just got to the hotel room” He sits on his bed and starts kicking off his shoes “I miss you”
That was enough to break your wall and you start crying and catching your breath. Throughout the whole thing, Suho remains silent, just listening to you cry and waiting for you to calm down
“Im sorry” you manage to get out
“Why are you apologizing?” he says “My baby is crying all alone, I should be saying sorry”
“But you’re busy, and the fans -”
“Yeah, I know” he sighs “How about I buy you a plane ticket”
“No - why are you spending money on-”
“Im not speeding it for you! Im spending it on myself, I want my baby right next to me next time I’m on backstage getting ready.”

Originally posted by irpsychotic


“Did you catch a cold? You know I hear oranges really help - next time we go out -” you can’t help but break down into tears right there and then. It wasnt just the sound of his voice, but everything about him.
“Hey” he comforts “did i say something wrong? are you allergic to oranges?” he tries to tease. A small laugh escapes you lips as you blink back tears.
“Why’re you crying, y/n?”
“I miss you”
“I miss you” he says back “Baby, I promise we’ll be back to our mid-day cuddles and nap in no time”

Originally posted by glorious-soobooty


“I woke you up again, right?” he says “Next week is a more doable time zone - so don’t worry”
“Baek -” you manage to say out but it gets caught in your throat as the tears start to flow
“Oh..no,no stop crying” he mini panics “Y/n, I’m sorry i disrupted your beauty sleep - I’m a monster”
“Yah!” you say between the tears “I miss you”
“Oh” he sighs in relief “I thought you were angry crying”
Your eyebrow raises already feeling the tears dry up “Yah, when have I -”
“You miss me, remember, You can’t be mad at me when I’m away, right?” he says trying to save himself, “I miss you more though.”

Originally posted by sefuns


“Aigo, were we sleeping instead of waiting for your boyfriends call?” he teases. He puts the phone on speaker on the way back to the hotel, so the others can say hi.
“Y/n!” Chanyeol yelled
“Is she on the phone?” Baekhyun asks
“Ask her to send her ramen recipe” D.O whines “I’m hungry”
“Y/n?” Chen hears you sniffle a couple of times
“Nice going, guys - you made y/n cry” He takes you off of speaker, “Are you alright? I didn’t know you were that sensitive to giving away your ramen recipe.” He lets you steady your breathing “Do you miss me that much? I shouldn’t be making you cry”
“I’m just being hormonal or something”
“I’ll video call you as soon as i get the wifi password of the hotel”

Originally posted by dayafterdae


He called you straight after the concert as the others were changing into their normal clothing
“How was the concert, tell me all about it” you say trying to sound cheerful
“Hang on a bit, I have to change” he quickly leaves his phone and changes, almost running back to the phone to pick it up and find you crying.
“Did you not want me to know you were crying?” he says into the phone “Don’t hide from me like that, love”
“It’s just silly, I don’t want to make you feel sad or guilty for doing your job” you admit
“You wont” he half smiles at your selfishness, but feels a mixture of anger and sadness at your urge to hide your feelings, “Tell me these things, alright? I’ll stay on the line until you fall asleep”

Originally posted by porkdo-bi


“What’s wrong?” he said immediately afte hearing your voice. He lets you get a chance to cool down, you give a loud sigh letting out a shaky breath
“I know it’s dumb to cry” you begin saying, “but I miss you”
“I miss you too” he scoffs “Are you calling me dumb?”
“You don’t cry” You clarify slightly smiling at the idea
“Ah right” he states “My heart hurts when you’re not around”
“What script is that line from?”
“I’ll be back soon, don’t cry anymore. Lay down on your bed, I’ll sing tonight”

Originally posted by sooweetlies


“How’re the kids?” he asks refering to his dogs that he left to your care.
“They miss you” You say while trying to keep back a sob
“Well tell them” he says learning knowing you were referring to yourself “I miss them very much and I hope they understand how much I love them, so they shouldn’t be crying”
“I’ll tell them” you sniffle
“I’ll take them out to the park when i get back”
“I don’t like going out to the park” you whine
“I thought we were talking about my babies, y/n” he teases
“We are, baby” you insist smiling immediately when you hear his light laugh.
“God I miss you.”

Originally posted by dazzlingkai


“Stop that” he says immediately “Don’t cry, your nose will get all stuffy in the morning” He smiles into the phone, knowing fully well how you feel, “Plus if you start crying, then I’ll start crying and then you’ll be to blame.”
“Alright” you wipe your tears and try to breath away the sadness “I-”
“I know” he interrupts “Get up, wash your face, and answer my video call. It’s not enough for me to just hear your voice, so stop crying - unless you want to stare at each other as we cry.”

Originally posted by chanyoelpark



Birthday Girl (NSFW)

Sebastian Stan x Reader

Warnings: Smut

A/N: Sorry this took so long birthday anons! I know it’s long past your birthdays but I hope you still enjoy the fic anyway! Also since these requests were so similar I decided to combine them.

You woke up early that morning as you prepared for the long day ahead. Seb had promised to take you shopping and to lunch for your birthday and your friends had planned an elaborate girls’ night out. You stood there making pancakes as you felt two strong arms wrap around your waist and hot breath fan over the back of your neck.

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Dean’s Flannel

Originally posted by demondetoxmanual

Summary: Flannel is a standard in the hunting world but it slowly becomes something more for Dean and the reader…

Pairing: Dean x reader

Word Count: 1,300ish

Warnings: language, implied smut

A/N: Written for @thing-you-do-with-that-thing ‘s Favorite Things Challenge. My prompt was “Flannel”…

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This was totally unplanned but inspired by a rather interesting and steamy conversation with @intoyoump3 and @yeshaddy so you can thank them for the motivation lolol. Hope you enjoy! - M xx.

You didn’t hear the door open when Harry got home.

Instead, you heard his footsteps up the stairs and the aroma of his cologne stroll right through the bedroom. You knew it was him without looking up from your book, one that you’ve been reading all day since Harry left for work. “Hey baby,” you say, reading so carefully on the page as you heard him take off his boots.

“Hi,” he mumbled before he tosses his jacket on the empty chair next to your bed. Your eyes wonder back to your book as you cross your legs; you hear the bed creak a little once Harry sits at the edge of it looking at you. There was a short silence as he crawled closer to you, his hands finding your bare legs as he started to rub at them slowly.

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You Win Some, You Lose Some

“Why are we scowling today?” Hoody asks you as she sits down next to you.

“I’m not scowling. That’s just my face” you answered her back not looking up from your tablet.

“No, babe. I know your resting bitch face. That one is a scowl.” She tells you again, poking your forehead.

“Leave me alone.” You told her as you attempted to bite her finger.

“Ugh. What did he do now?” she asks crossing her arms across her chest.

“Nothing. Nothing at all. And that’s the problem.” You replied with a tinge of annoyance.

Right on cue, Jay walks out from his office and approached you and Hoody. The moment he saw the annoyed look on your face, he knew that he was close to winning this thing.

“Aww babe. You wore overalls.” He says as he stands in front of where you were seated.

“I’m kink shaming you!” Hoody says covering her ears.

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Hung-up and Hungover (Bucky Barnes x reader)

Request:  Could I request a Bucky x reader fic where the reader totally kicks his ass at a drinking game or pool and he’s so in awe of her that he flat out admits that he has a crush on her as she’s celebrating her victory? :)

“Nope, you guys can’t play,” Tony argued, pointing at you and Clint, “you never miss, so that just sucks all the fun out of it for the rest of us.  Besides, this game of pool is for cash and posterity, and you’re broke, so…point made.”

Clint snorted in disgust and waved Tony off, shaking his head and pointing at you with the hand that held his half-empty beer bottle, “that’s not fair.  She misses all the time, no need to punish me for it.”

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What's a Boy Want?

Oh hey! It’s the sequel for ‘What’s Your Kink?’ Can you believe it?! Find the first under the tag : “what???”

Genre: angst, smut, fluff

Word Count: 1.8k+

Warnings: uh!!!! I don’t think anything! Some mentions of dubious consent to certain activities, mentions of drugs, a little self hate I guess? Mostly dan doubting that phil actually likes him, phil beats himself up a little, also cursing and a mention or two of blood, I think that’s it, but tell me if anything else!

Tags: phil is oblivious, so is dan, cumplay, mentions of being tied up and used lmao, rimming, fingering, sex obviously, the neighbors prob hear them I love exhibition, dan ditches phil, it’s their anniversary but rly it’s only been 2 months, Dan’s a cumwhore, degradation but also praise??


It’s been exactly two months since Phil and I started dating; and we haven’t had anything but vanilla sex since that first night. I don’t know what got into Phil’s head but it’s like he doesn’t want to do anything other than vanilla now that we’re dating and I don’t know what to do.

I’m ripped out of my slightly panicked thoughts by Phil’s warm breath against my ear, “Hmm. You ready, baby?” I nod, melting into his touch almost immediately, I’m falling into headspace at the simplest things lately, in my defense, Phil has a terrible habit of playing with my hair and whispering in my ear.

I press my back into his front, a little whine coming from my lips, for just a moment before he’s gone. “Hmm. Let’s get going then.” I shake my head to clear my thoughts a bit and follow Phil out of my apartment.

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The Idea of Us (Daveed x Reader)

Prompt List||Request Something||Masterlist


Thank you so so so much to @linmanuclmiranda @love-doesnt-discriminate @icanneverbesatisfied and @pixel-pisces for editing this and reassuring me that it wasn’t total crap.

Requested: yes!

“May I request 41 or 38 with Daveed Diggs?”


38) *runs into the room screaming and jumps onto someone’s back* PIGGYBACK RIDE!!

41) Okay, what the hell is an OTP, and why are we theirs?

Summary: “You know I’ve always liked the idea of us being together.” The three times people thought you were dating, and the one time you did something about it.

Warnings: swearing? (i don’t remember), drinking, insane amount of fic cliches

Words: 5603 (wow, okay)

Originally posted by mirandasdaughter

“Yo, yo, yo!!! Get ready to have your lives become infinitely better due to my presence.” Daveed smiles when he hears your familiar voice echo throughout his New York City apartment.

“Y/N!! Get your pretty ass up here. We’re in the studio,” he yells down the hall before turning back to Rafa. “So, is that going in the bridge, or did you want to add it onto the first chorus? Because I’m confused on how that would work.” You walk into the small studio Daveed built into his home. You stop in the doorway and look on with admiration, seeing their passion for the subject they are discussing so clearly etched on their faces.

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anonymous asked:

do you have tips on writing smut?

Hmm. Well, firstly it’s important to be accurate. Things need to be properly prepared and lubricated, you can’t just shove it in there and hope for the best.

Secondly, dear GOD avoid stupid words for penis or cum or even vaginas.


  • dick, cock, erection, shaft, slit, head
  • seed, cum, (occasionally spunk), maybe sperm depending on the situation
  • vagina, pussy, lips, clit


  • stick of destiny, one-eyed monster, (try to avoid boner as well [it just sounds childish]), package, prick, doinker, meat popsicle, divine rod, anal impaler, etc.
  • baby juice, baby batter, salted cream, schlong juice, protein shake, jizz, spooge, two ball throat cream, etc. etc.
  • lady flower, pink taco, muff, twat, poontang, lady garden, bearded clam, beaver, cocksheath, etc. etc.

Next, it’s important to include foreplay. There’s a LOT of things that build up to sex, and experiment with these things to make a unique sex situation each time!

Now, I know it’s tempting to use words over and over. DON’T DO THIS! There are synonyms for words for a reason! Don’t know a synonym? LOOK IT UP! You have to do that a lot as a writer! Also look up descriptive words!

For example, what sounds better?

  1. He rubbed his cock once before freeing his partner’s cock.
  2. He stroked his throbbing cock once before freeing his partner’s swollen erection.

Clearly number 2, correct? <3

It’s very important to remember that it’s like REAL sex and you need to treat it as such. You need to express the emotions they would feel, don’t overuse the word “moan”, and have some good dialogue!

Words to use besides moan:

  • groan
  • cry
  • mewl
  • whimper
  • whine
  • grunt
  • gasp
  • sob
  • wail
  • and whatever else you can find!

Describe different kisses as well! There are a million different ways to kiss: use them all. This also applies to sex positions. 

Try to break the norm when it comes to how their body parts are positioned (without going crazy, of course). This requires you to be more descriptive for readers to understand how they are at that moment, but it’s a good challenge! The worst thing is when a reader has no idea what position the involved characters are in.

I think I basically covered everything <33

If I missed anything, feel free to send another ask and I can fill you in!

Happy writing, and happy sex scenes!

TEACH ME | Epilogue


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summary: :“Not now, Holland. I’m not in the mood of hearing your nasty comments.” you answer him back.
“If you really want to be noticed by Harrison we have to work together.”
You roll your eyes “So what’s your plan, Genius?”
Tom smirks “I’ll give you a few lessons about how to flirt with a guy, how to kiss, things you can say during a first date and so on.”

Teach me | Chapter 7, Epilogue

A month has gone by. You haven’t spoken to Tom since that evening. He didn’t even try to contact you. Your relationship is worse than before.
Harrison has noticed that you don’t taunt anymore like you used to, he tried to ask you or Tom what happened but none of you wanted to talk about it.
To sum up, there’s an elephant in the room that makes everything super awkward. You spend all your free time with Violet, Louis and sometimes with Jacob.
You are trying to move on, but the truth is that you miss Tom more than you expected.
“Y/N, you are staring at Tom. Again. Why don’t you fucking go and talk to him!”
You grunt “I hate that Eleanor. She’s always around him”
You look at Violet “What?”
“I said” Violet talks, her mouth full of pasta “Her name is Emily”
“I don’t give a damn about her name. She’s all over him, I mean, leave him space to breathe” you exclaim giving a killing look to the blonde girl who’s talking to Tom.
“Y/N, I know you’re still offended and you like pretending to over him, but let’s face the truth for a second” she shallows “You want him back!”
A few people around you turn around as you cover Violet’s mouth with your hand.
“Why do you always have to scream when you talk?”
Violet gives you an apologetic smile.
“By the way, I don’t pretend to be over him, I am over him. I also have a date this afternoon.” you smile at her.
Violet’s jaw drops “What? With who?”
“Louis had organized a date with one of his friends, Liam” you smiled maliciously.
“No way! You know that I want to know every single detail, right?”
“Of course,” you give a quick look at the hour “Uff, I have to go to class now. I call you this evening. All right?”
Violet nods “Have fun, but not too much!”
You giggle at Violet’s statement and you approach the canteen’s door when, suddenly, your body bump into someone.
“I’m sorry, I wasn’t paying attention…” you voice becomes decreasing at the end of the sentence.
Tom is standing right in front of you, his eyes are strong just like his serious expression.
“Are you going on a date?” he asks you, his voice doesn’t filter emotions.
“Were you eavesdropping?”
He shrugs “Jacob just asks me to remember you that tonight there is his birthday party at his place”
You give him a confused look “But Jacob birthday is on Friday” your eyes widen “Oh shit, you mean this Friday as today! Fuck, I completely forgot about it.”
He smirks “I think you have to cancel your date”
“I can do both things. I am a woman, I’m multitasking”
“Well, good luck with your date” he says with a harsh tone and then leaves.
You feel a tangle at your heart as you watch him moving away from you.
You sigh, what a shitty situation.

Jacob’s house is not big, but it can host an impressive number of people.
At the end, you asked Violet to join you because you don’t want to see Harrison with his girlfriend or Tom making out with strangers or, even worse, Emily.
You shake your head, trying to avoid these thoughts.
Jacob is an amazing host, he exchanges jokes with everyone and always stays next to you or Violet.
“Who wants to play shots?” Jacob screams and everyone exults.
“Y/N, you shouldn’t play shots. The last time you did it you threw up everywhere in my mum’s car. Remember?” Violet warns you.
“Violet, it was a long time ago. I’ve learnt how to handle alcohol” you answer proud of yourself.

“What happened?” Tom yells as he enters the bathroom.
“She’s throwing up” Jacob explains pointing at you bend over the toilet.
“Oh, shit” he exclaims kneeling next to you “How are you, darling?”
You chuckle “Do you want to give me some lessons about drinking?” you shallow your words.
Tom pretends not to have heard you and turns to face your friends “I’m taking her home. She’s too drunk”
“She can’t come home in this drunken state. Her parents would kill her”
“Well, that means I’ll take her to my place” he states “Do you think you can walk until my car, darling?”
You shake your head “Everything is turning… guys stop moving” you chuckled
“Ok, guess I have to carry you”
At first you fidgeted but then you calmed down when you feel Tom’s body next to you. You look like a baby in his arms.
Tom takes you to his car carrying you like a bride, you squirm a little and nuzzle your head into his neck.
“I missed your perfume” you admit.
“Y/N, you are drunk”
“Yes, but sober drunk is words thoughts” you murmur.
Tom chuckles “I think it’s not exactly like that, darling. But I get what you wanted to say”
You murmur something unintelligible and curl a little when the fresh air hits your body.
You hear Violet opening car door as Tom makes you seat on the front seat.
“I call her mum and tell that she’s staying at my place tonight” your friend says “give her something to eat and make her drink lots of water”
“I got it, thanks Violet”

The way home is silent. The only noises come from the radio.
“I love this song” you exclaim.
“Jake Bugg, eh? Nice tastes” he mocks you.
“I like everything that is linked to this artist” you close your eyes as the notes of ‘Someplace’ fill the car “I can still smell the perfume of the lasagne you prepared for our first date”
Tom chuckles “Honestly I didn’t make it. I had bought them at Tesco” he confessed “I tried to make them by myself but I burnt them. The idea was to impress you”
You stare at him and giggle “You know right that I’m not listening?” you stretch on the seat “I just see your pretty lips moving, that’s all”
“That’s fine, darling. I’m glad you aren’t paying attention to what I’m saying”
“I really miss your lips” you whine.
“Does your new date kiss better than me?”
“I didn’t go to the date”
Tom’s eyes become wider “What?”
He loses the control of the car for a second and swerves in the opposite lane “Shit!” he exclaims as a driver honks the horn.
“I… I just want you, Tom. That guy was nice but he’s not you” you confess half asleep.
Finally, you reach Tom’s path and he parks in front of his house. As he did before, he helps you reaching his front door and then his bedroom.
“Tom?” you call him while he’s looking for some clothes to lend you “I want my goodnight kiss”
“Calm, Y/N. Now let’s change into more comfortable clothes” he says as he helps you changing “you are so pretty in my clothes”
You look at him and your hand reaches his cheek. Tom cups your small hand into his and takes a step towards you. He comes closer and gives you a small peck on your lips.
“Goodnight, Y/N”

When you wake up, you have the feeling of a hammer beating you on the temples.
“Shit” you say, your hand through your hair.
It takes a few seconds to understand that a) the bed you’re sleeping in is not yours b) you’re not wearing your clothes and c) there is someone next to you.
Slowly you turn around and you see Tom putting a shirt on.
“Hi” he says.
“Hello” you greet him back “Can… What am I doing here?”
“Yesterday you were feeling good so I decided to take you here. Violet called your parents and told them you slept at her place” he explains taking a seat next to you on the bed.
You just nod and try to avoid his eyes “Well, thank you. You didn’t have to”
Silence falls upon the both of you as you’re still looking down and Tom rubs his nape, embarrassed.
“Listen, I think I have to apologize” the both of you say at the same time.
A timid smile paints your lips “Who goes first?”
“I want to go first” Tom declares “I’m so, so, so sorry, Y/N. Seriously. As I told you, my intentions were good. I just wanted you to see me because… I feel something for you, something very strong and I don’t know how to explain it”
“I accept your excuses. Now I think I should apologize too, I… I spent all this time hoping that Harrison could notice me without realizing that the perfect boy was just right in front of me”
Shyly, Tom fingers intertwine with yours “Does this mean I have a second chance?”
You lean closer and whisper to his face “You have all the chances that you want. But weird strategies aren’t allowed”
He smiles at you “I think I can do this” and your lips meet in a kiss that tastes like forever.

The end.

Ok, first of all I want to say THANK YOU to all the people who supported me during this story. It’s something huge for me, because for the first time ever (!!!) I’ve written a fanfic in a foreign language! and I also completed it. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU. I love you!
I also want to say that this is the end but also the beginning! This means that I’m going to write some spin-offs (also smut) and I’m thinking about a small sequel when we can see our lovely characters a few years later. I wanted to give you a open ending so everyone can imagine ho things will go on ;)
  But I can’t tell you when I write it. What I know, is that apart from ‘the bodyguard’, I’m writing a new fanfiction called “paper heart” that I’ll publish from November. I hope you will read my next stories.
Again, thank you so much, from the bottom of my heart.
Lena xx

Whatever It Takes [j.j.]

Jughead x reader in which he likes Jason and Cheryl Blossom’s closest friend.

Part 2: here

Part 3: here


Jason Blossom always told (Y/N) (L/N) to do whatever it takes to always get what you want.

Or at least he did, before his plan to leave Riverdale failed and he ended up dead in the river, breaking both (Y/N)’s and Cheryl’s hearts.

All (Y/N) could think about were Jason’s words, and how she would do anything and everything in her power right at that moment to be at home, cuddled up with some blankets and reading some books that Jason had gifted to her over the years.

Instead, she was sitting next to Jughead Jones in biology as Archie Andrews stood in front of their table, nervously fidgeting as he spoke to (Y/N).

“So (Y/N),” he began, “I was wondering if you’d like to go to Pop’s with me sometime…only if you’d like to, of course!”

(Y/N) pursed her lips as she looked down at her textbook. Archie Andrews was precious. He was good-looking, athletic, and a total sweetheart, and had also been friends with (Y/N) as long as anyone could remember. They had been close, Betty, Jughead, Archie, and her. Not as close as (Y/N) was with the Blossom twins, but still close. After the argument between Jughead and Archie, (Y/N) had taken Jughead’s side, clearly causing some tension.

(Y/N) glanced up at the redhead who was waiting for her response. “I’m sorry Archie, it’s just, we’ve been friends since forever and I don’t see you as anything else but a big brother figure.”

Archie’s shoulders slumped. “It’s ok (Y/N). I’ll uh, I’ll see you later.”

As he walked off, she couldn’t help but feel bad. She didn’t like the redhead, at least, not romantically, but she still didn’t like knowing she had hurt people. She turned her head sharply as she heard Jughead snort.

“That boy has liked you for years and when he finally gathers up the courage to ask you out you turn him down?” He asked.

(Y/N) frowned. “Well it’s not my fault I don’t have any feelings for him Jug.”

“Yea but still, he’s liked you for years,” Jughead continued. ‘And so have I’ he thought to himself.

“Wait, what?” (Y/N) asked, sitting up straight. “You like me too?”

Jughead flushed as he realized that he had spoken his thoughts out loud, accidentally confessing his feeling for his lab partner.

“Jughead, I-” (Y/N) was cut off by the bell, watching as Jughead grabbed his things and fled.

“He ran. He confessed and ran without giving me a chance to reply,” (Y/N) complained as she flopped down onto Cheryl’s bed. Her mind was still on Jughead’s words. She hadn’t had a chance to talk to him. He avoided her like the plague in the hallways and in their shared classes, he made sure to switch seats with either Archie or Betty to avoid sitting next to her.

“(Y/N) shut up! You had like, literally shot down Archie less than five minutes ago. What did you think he was going to do? Stay and wait to hear you confess your undying love for him?” Cheryl said. She couldn’t help but feel pity for her best friend. While Cheryl couldn’t stand Jughead and his friends, he made (Y/N) happy, and she knew that they both needed all the happy they could get.

(Y/N) groaned as she sat up. “But Cheryl,” she whined, “You know that I’ve liked Jug since eighth grade.”

Cheryl rolled her eyes as she turned to her mirror and applied her lipstick. “Well you know what Jason used to say, ‘do whatever it takes to always get what you want.’”

Both girls froze at the mention of Jason. Neither of them had spoken his name since his body was discovered.

“I miss him,” (Y/N) whispered. “He was an ass and a pompous, self-centered jerk, but he was always there for us when we needed him.”

“I miss him too shortcake.”

The two girls sat in silence before Cheryl spoke. “Let’s get our minds off of him. Its time to take his advice (Y/N), do whatever it takes to get Jughead Jones to be yours.”

The (H/C) girl eyes Cheryl warily as her lips pulled up into a smirk. “Cheryl…” she spoke warningly.

“Calm down shortcake, I’ve got a plan.”

Part 1 of idk how many. :)

anonymous asked:

really i don't understand why kokopoop is selling this much that song is boring and it's not hype? you guys could just be making this up i wont be surprised >:// exo is nothing too compared to big groups like bts who write their own songs? that is talent >:)) your loser biases will drown on bts dust like the old smelly geezers they are

*pops knuckles one by one*

okay anon, first of all it is kokobop not kokopoop. it has earned four weeks at the number one spot on Gaon digital charts, 718,162 digital download on its fifth week, and is currently #1 on lots and lots and lots of charts - i don’t think it deserves to be called poop. again with this pathetic name insults - this is why i dont deal with five year olds ://

next, a song being “hype” is not a basis for a song to be called good or amazing. people aren’t always into those head bangin sweat inducing heart rate pumping kind of songs okay. we have our own preferences and we are supposed to respect those preferences (which you clearly have not good luck explaining yourself to more than a million people streaming and listening to kokobop in the last month)


also if your faves write their own songs, then good for them! they did well! yes that is talent and yes they are amazing artists - but hold your reigns little miss my-faves-are-better-than-yours-coz-apparently-i-think-only-my-faves-write-their-own-songs exo does too. wonderful wonderful tracks like she’s dreaming, lose control, heaven, lightsaber (the rap part was written by pcy) are all written by the members and let’s not forget the anthem of the fandom promise cause i still cry whenever i hear that and yes they composed and wrote it all. they also took part in writing the lyrics of their b-side tracks so i don’t know what you mean with your faves being better because they write their own songs because mine does too?? and they are still breaking records on top of all that so.

and hon, writing songs isn’t the only measure of one’s talents okay, not in the real world. just don’t.

lmao GEEZERS??? OLD????? our men are aging like fine wine sweetie, have you seen them cause hell yeah. i don’t ever see their ages being an inferiority or anything. your faves ages too okay it’s a normal part of life they teach us this in school come on. 

so all in all, i dont understand why you felt the need to send this to me cause i am clearly just celebrating the fact that my biases have accomplished something great. i am in no way degrading your faves UNLIKE WHAT YOU ARE DOING RIGHT NOW. also like what my friends say, if you don’t think my group is not a threat to your fave’s success then why the effin hell are you in my ask box saying all these?

people throw rocks at things that shine, wow i guess exo is blinding you right now so you decided to come and visit me, an exo blog, to try and drag them down? honey, sweetie, no. just no. maybe some other time. but no.

Uncle Jim and Joanna HCs
  • “You lied to me,” Joanna says, narrowing her eyes at Jim. “No, I didn’t,” Jim replies, a hand on Joanna’s shoulder to keep her near him in the crowded mall, “I volunteered to look after you while your father’s performing a very important surgery.” “You promised we’d go out and do something fun!” Joanna counters. “We’re out in a mall to shop, how is that not fun?” “You’re only here with me because you forgot dad’s birthday is tomorrow,” Joanna says, “and you need me to help you find a present.” “I’m so offended,” Jim replies, pulling Joanna with him towards a perfume shop, “also, don’t tell your dad. Please?” “Only if you get me one of those old fashioned GameBoys.” “Fine.” “Fine.”
  • Being as clever as she is, and generally quite mature, it’s easy to forget that Joanna’s just a child. And that sometimes, children are the best nuisance. Jim finds out the hard way; been flirting with Bones all night. Quiet movie after Joanna’s gone to bed, even going as far as a fancy wine and cheese platter to pretend to be a sophisticated couple. Jim’s all over Bones quickly, though. The movie barely finished, and Jim drags the other to bed. Heated kisses and hushed whispers. But then they catch small footsteps, and then a quiet “daddy?”. Bones pushes Jim off him, and immediately sits up straight. “What’s the matter?” he asks. “I had a bad dream,” Joanna says. “D'you want me to bring you back to bed?” “No,” she replies, approaching Bones’ bed, and Jim figures that’s their chance for the night gone. “C’m here,” Jim says, patting the space between them, and Joanna happily crawls in between them, “no monster’s gonna get you here.”
  • “What are you doing here?” Joanna asks Jim when she shows up at her school. “Hey,” Jim says, “I’m here because your daddy’s at work.” He sits down on the available chair next to her, casually leaning in to rest his hand on her back. “You wanna tell me why the principal called?” “I hit someone,” Joanna replies equally casual. “Why’d you do that?” “He was being mean,” Joanna says, “said I couldn’t be a captain because I’m a girl.” “What?” Jim asks, “there are loads of amazing female captains. That boy’s crazy.” “I know! I told him that. I even listed the first 10 female captains since the beginning of Starfleet!” Joanna says. “So did you hurt him?” Jim asks, and Joanna shrugs. “Not really. Just scared him. He doesn’t even have a bruise.” “Well,” Jim says, “violence is bad.” “You kick bad guys in the ass all the time,” Joanna interrupts, and Jim huffs. “Yeah, but that boy was just dumb, not bad. You know what you gotta do? Become the best damn captain Starfleet’s ever seen, that’ll prove him wrong.” Joanna sighs, reaching out for Jim’s hand when he gets up. “Can you try and talk daddy out of grounding me?” “Sure,” Jim says, “no problem. I’m very persuasive.”
  • He’s not. And somehow, Jim Kirk, Captain of the Enterprise, and adult man, gets himself grounded, too.
  • Joanna gets sick with flu. And Jim, being the worried guy he is, gets himself sick trying to take care of her (also fully ignoring Bones’ advise to let him take care of that instead). The two of them lie feverishly in bed, TV on while Bones makes sure they’re properly tended to. “You’re a doctor,” Jim says, “you can heal us in a second.” “I know,” Bones says, resting the palm of his head against Jim’s forehead, “but y'know what? That won’t help you build up an immune system for when a disease rolls around I can’t fix.” “You suck,” Joanna says, and Jim huffs. “I agree.” “Oh, well, you know, when you talk sweet to your dad like that, he’s definitely not healing you quicker any time soon,” Bones says, getting up from Jim’s side of the bed to make sure Jo’s got a clean glass of cold water, “now rest. Both of you. And stop whining. A little suffering is good for the soul.”
  • Bones is always depressed for the first few weeks after they leave Joanna behind for a new Enterprise mission. He’s still in contact with Joanna once a week on scheduled times, and so Jim knows Bones is devastated when he’s stuck in surgery. But rather than just letting that opportunity to have contact slide, Jim chats with Joanna instead. He records it all; them trash talking Bones and Joanna’s grumpy “I miss dad. And you too, a little, Jim.” When Bones finally does get to his quarters, Jim plays it back for him. It does miracles for Bones’ mood, and Jim finds himself thinking that’s so much more important than the sex that happens because of this gesture. That’s also when he realizes he’s madly in love with this stupid doctor, and he really wouldn’t have it any other way.
Teen Wolf Imagine- Stay Single


“I’ve broke up with him, for good” you sighed, flopping onto Scott’s couch. “You said that last time” Lydia shook her head, staring at her manicured nails. “But this time I mean it” you sounded convincing. “Keep it that way, boys are nothing but trouble” Stiles claimed, looking up from one of Scott’s Mom’s magazines. “You’re doing it again” you retort. “How many times do I have to say, I’m not the pack mom” Stiles grumbled. You pulled the magazine from out of his hand and stood up. “I am officially single” you beamed. “Stay single this time” Scott breathed, remembering the countless times this has happened. “I assure you, I will” you told.

“When I said I would join you, I didn’t think you literally meant we were going ‘household’ shopping” you whined, slamming the jeep door shut. “Y/n, the old pillows don’t match Scott’s Mom’s new curtains” Stiles shook his head.  “I’m not even going to say it” you held your hands up and joined to walk beside Malia. After about an hour of searching the furniture shop, and watching Scott and Stiles compare the shades of pillows to an image of the curtains, it was safe to say you had enough. “ Malia don’t drink that” you told, after walking past the isle of her contemplating drinking the water out of a flower vase. You wondered around, running your hands along the contents of the store aimlessly, when you saw the most attractive guy in the world. You came to a halt, fixed your hair and picked up a pile of closest thing near you, before strutting towards him. “Excuse me” you said sweetly. He turned to you and smiled. “Would you be able to help me carry these- rugs. The pile of rugs I am currently holding” you said, realising how weird it would have looked mid sentence. “Sure” he claimed, taking them from you. “No that’s too purple, we’re looking for more of a lilac- for god sake” Scott interrupted himself. “Has Malia put an employee in a plant pot again?” Stiles huffed. “Do you work out or something?“ you asked, ignoring the sheer look of agony on the guys face as he struggled to hold the rugs any longer. "A little- hey can I get your number?” he asked. "Shut him up" Stiles whispered. Before you could respond you were being dragged away by the two. “Sorry” you called over to the guy, standing with four rugs in his hands. “Let’s go” Scott sounded like an exhausted father, as he then also grabbed Malia- who was about to put the annoying employee from last time into another plant pot. “Never again” Scott and Stiles said to one another. “Id rather go grocery shopping with Liam and Lydia anyway” you claimed.

“Thanks for letting me come with you” you beamed again. “Anytime” Liam returned. “We forgot the beans” Lydia sighed, as you arrived at the car, with all of the bags. “I’ll go and get them, I’ll be two seconds” you didn’t sound very convincing. “Go and get her” Lydia said out of routine and being stood waiting for over fifteen minutes. Liam let out a sigh, before entering the store you were in. He looked around a few of the isles, before he saw you. “Thanks again” you smiled at one of the employees. Liam didn’t ask any questions, before throwing you over his shoulder and starting to march you out of there. The poor guy looked confused, you simply rolled your eyes from behind Liam’s back, to show that you weren’t being kidnapped or anything, just greatly annoyed. He put you on the ground outside and you huffed, flattening out your now creased top. “What the hell was that about?” you whined at the pair of them. “Sorry, Scott’s orders” Lydia shrugged. “I asked him to pass me a tin of beans- that I am yet to pay for might I add!” you complained, waving it in their faces. They both looked awkward for a second, after clearly misjudging the situation. The employee and a security guard then walked out and joined you all. “Don’t worry, it’s just my friends being total idiots” you diffused, not turning to look at them. “That’s her, she hasn’t paid for it” the employee told. “Miss, you’re going to have to come with me” the security guard spoke, gently grabbing your arm. “No, it’s a total misunderstanding, I’ll pay for the beans” you shook your head at the stupid situation. “Miss, I’ll ask you again nicely” he said, opening the store door. You looked at Lydia and Liam and saw them trying to hide their amusement. You flipped them off from behind your shoulder, as you and your beans were escorted back inside the store.

“Banned for life” you simply announced, walking into Scott’s house with Liam and Lydia trailing behind, rather pleased with themselves. All of your fellow pack members sat and stared at you. “For stealing a tin of beans?” Stiles asked in amusement, clearly they had already been informed. “I didn’t steal the fucking beans!” you retort, after spending the best part of your day arguing with security. All of your friends then proceeded to crack up laughing, while you stood there like a complete idiot. You had stop yourself from laughing along with them, your pride would not allow it. “Look I’m sorry Y/n” Liam apologised, half sincere. You stared at him blankly for a second, before smiling and pulling him into a hug. “I hate all of you guys, you know that right?” you let out a small laugh. “We love you too” Stiles spoke with a false sweet smile. “Thanks mom” you mumbled quiet enough, so only the werewolves heard- causing them to snigger. “She’s doing it again Scott, she’s talking about me in wolf” Stiles sounded like a child. You rolled your eyes as you phone buzzed. “It’s my ‘ex’ boyfriend, he wants to make up” you read. “NO!” Shouted everyone at once. Words couldn’t describe how much you loved their overprotective, annoying selves. You wouldn’t change them for the world.

Sorry I’ve been so inactive, but in 26 days my exams are over and I will be all yours, thank you for being so patient. Requests are closed x

*Tease* (Final Chapter!!)

Okay guys.
This chapter is hella long. Almost 5000 words. And so NSFW holy cow. And HILARIOUS. I totally laughed writing these first few parts! And then so NSFW and then super feely because these boys are just dummies in love. And then funny again.

So I hope you enjoy it :) Shout out to my 1000+ followers, everything I write is for you guys! Love my readers!!



“So tell me about it.” Natasha insisted, sprawling across Tony’s bed and watching him hang clothes in his closet.

“Nat, you don’t want to hear about our night.”

“Oh no I totally do.” She grinned wickedly. “Especially since you’re still walking funny. The garter belt and nylon thing worked out?”

“You could say that.” Tony sent a pointed glance towards his bedside trash can, where an empty bottle of lube sat on a pile of sheer stockings and a torn garter belt.

“Damn.” Natasha dragged the word out, whistling appreciatively. “They tore it?”

Of course they tore it!” Tony snapped, crossing his arms irritably. “Every damn thing I’ve worn they have either torn in half or ruined completely!”

“Well.” Tasha shrugged and took a bite out of her carton of Chinese food. “You said you didn’t want them to be gentle, right? I would think working them up to the point of tearing your lingerie would be a good thing?”

“Lingerie is expensive!”

“Yeah, I know, Tony. I was there when you bought it.”

“No, you watched as I bought my own and your lingerie. I spent almost a thousand dollars that day.”

“And…” she raised an eyebrow and Tony blushed bright red.

“And consequently have had some of the best sex of my life these last two weeks.”

“So you actually don’t have any complaints.”

“Damn it.” Tony groaned. “No, I really don’t have any complaints.”

“So are you wearing something else tonight? By the way you’re walking I’d assume you’d take a night off.”

“Oh.” Tony shook his head with a secret little smile. “I’m not walking funny because of that. I mean, yeah the garter belt incident was good but that’s not why I’m–” he just shook his head again.

“Then why?” Tasha asked suspiciously, then her eyes widened and her jaw dropped open. “Tony are you planning something wicked?”

“Sort of.” He hedged and she started laughing, scrambling over the bed to get closer to him.

“How big?” She demanded and Tony bit his lip before making a fist.

“Sort of… this?”

“Oh my god!” Natasha nearly screamed. “You are a whore! I was definitely not there when you bought that!”

“Yeah well.” Tony finished hanging his clothes and grinned. “It’s amazing what you can order online.”

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BTS Reaction | Them missing your birthday

The boys’ reactions to missing your birthday, so either just arriving day(s) late or missing it all together. 

Kim Seokjin

Originally posted by herecomesjinnie

As the strong lights flooded into your room, you hid under your pillow. A groan left your mouth as Jin started shaking you awake, there was no way that he thought this was an acceptable way to wake someone. 

“Jin…” you groaned

“Come on (Y/N) get up! I have your birthday surprise ready” he whined as he finally got you to sit up

“It’s been four days Jin” you argued trying to go back to sleep

“But I wasn’t there! So it didn’t count!” he fought back, successfully pulling you out of bed. 

You laughed at his remarks, earning a frown from the boy, but without further complaint from you, he led you towards the living with your hand in his. You walked in to find the room nearly dark, the small light from a few candles lighting the back of it up. A smile opened on your lips as you read the words ‘happy birthday’ sloppily written on the cake, relaxing as you felt Jin hug you from behind 

“Happy late birthday princess” he whispered as he kissed your shoulder.

Kim Namjoon

Originally posted by sugamcn-moved

He walked into your house in a rush. Fuck it was so late. He groaned as he found all of the lights turned off, a few balloons shining against the faint light coming from outside the window. He left his stuff fall on the couch as he walked towards your room, opening your door slowly. His heart sank as he found you lying peacefully on your bed, he was definitely too late. 

“Joonie…” you muttered, making him move towards your bed quickly

“Happy birthday baby, I’m so sorry I didn’t make it in time” he whispered as he crouched to your level, 

“It’s okay” you smiled sloppily, your eyes finally opening to look at him 

“It’s not, I’m so so sorry I-”

“Joonie, just get in here and cuddle me” you yawned as you scootched to the side to give him space. 

“Anything for you, my love” he smiled as he got into your bed, his arms snuggling you tightly against him.

Min Yoongi

Originally posted by queen-of-suburbiaa

As he waited for the call to come he shifted in his seat. Yoongi was nervous, what could he do after all? He had fought about the reality of this situation, but there was nothing that he could have done. He needed to be away during your birthday, and it was eating him alive. When your friends told him that they would be face timing him during your party he promised himself that he would make the best of that. He would be the cutest that he could, no teasing, no grumpiness. He would be the perfect boyfriend 

You image appeared over his computer screen as it started to ring, and he took a deep breath before accepting the call. instantly, your smile had him relaxing

“Damn baby you’re so beautiful,” he sighed as he smiled too, “Happy Birthday princess”

Jung Hoseok

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He ran up the steps to your house, his head racing through where he would want to take you, his body making a lot of noise as he walked into your house. You heard him walk in and without thought dropped everything that you were doing to meet Hoseok on the doorway. 

He smiled as he saw you, opening his arms so that you could jump into them, but as soon as he deemed you had hugged for long enough he was pulling you outside the house 

“Let’s go, princess gotta celebrate your birthday” he exclaimed as he opened the door 

“Hobi it’s been almost a week” you fought back  

“But baby, I wasn’t there! We need to celebrate, and I want to do it now” he pleaded, the best pout on his face. And there was no way you could say no to that. 

Park Jimin

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“Kitten I’m so sorry that I couldn’t be there” Jimin cried for the hundredth time 

“Mochi I’m not mad, I know that there was no way that you could be here, you don’t need to worry about it” you sighed, how would you make him understand 

Jimin apologized further and you sighed once more. At least this was better than on the day of your birthday. You were sure that you heard him cry on the phone, not that he would admit it. But even though you were truly fine with him not being there, you couldn’t help but wish that you could see him again. 

“Even so, I still have to give you your present”

“Jimin you don’t nee-”

“Open your door (Y/N)”

And never before had you run so quickly to meet your boyfriend 

Kim Taehyung

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“Baby wake up” he purred and you shifted in bed 

“Tae I’m sleeping” you groaned 

Taehuyng chuckled at your response. You probably thought that it was a dream right? You hadn’t seen him in so long, but after your birthday had passed he needed to find at least a small break to see you. He just couldn’t take been away from you anymore. 

“Baby I’m here,” he began, “wake up” 

At first, you groaned once again, but as your mind started to awaken, you finally began to feel the hot breath against your cheek, and in a flash, you were getting up.

“Happy late birthday kitten”

Jeon Jungkook

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“Baby baby please” he pleaded as his heart breaking at you soft, weak voice 

“Kookie, it’s okay… I’m not sad, I just really miss you” you sighed into the phone 

“I miss you too baby girl, but you should go enjoy your party” he tried to sound positive 

He heard you groan softly from the other side of the line and sighed. He needed to be strong and get you to enjoy your day. no way that he would let you mope around because of something that was not your fault. 

“Baby, I’ll be there very soon, and I promise that I’ll give you enough kisses to make up for all the missed ones. Now go enjoy yourself, and happy birthday my love”