why am i not home right now

Sober

2,500 Followers Oneshot

Summary: The reader is drunk and she tries to have sex with her best friend Jensen.

Prompt: “Why are you in my bed?!”

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 1,757

Requested: @supernaturalgirl85


Jensen tiredly drudges up the stairs in his Malibu home, grumpy as all hell. He just lost $2,000 at a poker game and it’s safe to say that he’s ripshit.

Although he’s not concerned about actually losing the money, being a successful movie director has set his ass up for life.

It’s just the fact that he lost. He’s a competitive fucker, always has been and always will be. It’s in his DNA.

And to add fuel to the fire, his friends refused to give him another chance to win back his money. Claiming it’s too late and they needed to call it a night. It’s only midnight for Christ’s sake. Old bastards.

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au where everything is the same except im a responsible human being

anonymous asked:

"You look really tired." Marinino/Ninette? Please and thank you <3?

YAY!!!!! I love Ninette! This ship doesn’t get nearly enough love, either as friends or romantic


Marinette slumped down on the bench in the school courtyard and finally let her smile drop. 

“Five minutes,” she said to herself, “Five minutes and then you can make it the two blocks to your house.” Hopefully the bakery would be busy enough that she wouldn’t have to put on a show for her parents. Maybe if she was lucky she could grab a quick nap before popping a handful of caffeine pills. 

7 akumas in six days. 

It was too much. She was exhausted, stressed, and she didn’t even want to think about what sort of note was bound to get sent home to her parents before the end of the week. It would be miracle if she wasn’t grounded for the rest of eternity. She was pretty sure she had overhead them talking about the possibility of her being on drugs. 

She pressed her hands to her temples and tried to will herself not to cry. Maybe if would be better to just sneak back to the classroom and nap there. True she wouldn’t have any lunch but she could manage without for a day. 

“Hey,” a soft voice said beside her. She looked up to see Nino hesitantly sitting down next to her. 

“Hey,” she said back trying to throw a hastily manufactured smile on her face, “what’s up Nino?” 

“You look really tired,” he said without any preamble. 

Marinette let her smile drop. “I just haven’t been sleeping well,” she said scuffing the ground with her toe. 

“Yeah,” Nino said lightly, pulling off his hat and toying absently with the brim, “I can see that.” 

Marinette let out a relieved breath at his lack of probing. Alya would have started grilling her for answers for such a shallow fib. 

“Well that Lit project has been pretty stressful,” Nino said. 

“Yeah.” 

“Not to mention the whole saving the city from emotionally distraught possessed monsters. I would imagine that would cut into one’s regularly scheduled naptime.” 

Marinette jumped, “How did you- I mean! What? What are you talking about?” 

Nino gave her a bemused smile. “Wanna try that again, you were almost convincing.” 

“When did you figure it out?” she asked, too tired to try and hide it anymore. To tell the truth it was a relief to have someone else know her secret. 

“About a month ago,” he said with a shrug. “I figured it was best to just keep it a secret, but with everything happening lately I thought you might need a friend.” 

She gave him a grateful smile.  “I would be lying if I said I wasn’t glad you figured it out, but you know you could be in real danger.” 

“Eh, danger is my middle name,” he joked fixing his hat onto Marinette’s head. “Besides I’ve already been akumatized so I doubt Mr. Butterfly is going to be bothering with me anytime soon.” 

“At least not until Adrien’s next birthday,” Marinette teased. 

“Nah, it’s all good man,” Nino said grinning, “besides me and G-man are tight now don’t you know.” 

“G-man? Please tell me you actually called him that to his face.” 

“Are you kidding I’m not suicidal. But seriously I think we’ve established a real rapport. The last time I went to see Adrien he said- and I quote- Oh, you’re here as well.” 

Marinette laughed. “Wow, you’re right. Clearly you’re best friends now.” 

Nino stood up and held out his hand. “Come on, lets get you home and in bed. I am really good at convincing other people’s parents that they are sick.” 

“Really?” 

“Why do you think Adrien’s not here today? Poor dudes almost as wiped as you. Stupid photoshoots.” 

Marinette stood shakily to her feet, but before she could start walking Nino came over and scooped her onto his back in a piggyback carry. 

“Come on Maribug, let’s take you home.” 

Marinette closed her eyes and nodded, relaxing against his back with a smile. 

Angst/fluff Prompt List

Please don’t repost (stealing isn’t cool, but reblog if you wish) <3 <3

  1. “I love you, please don’t go.”
  2. “Stay here tonight.”
  3. “Please don’t walk out of that door.”
  4. “I thought things were going great.”
  5. “Don’t you love me?”
  6. “You make every day worth living.”
  7. “I’ll keep you warm.”
  8. “I’m never letting you go.”
  9. “You meant too much to me.”
  10. “I won’t let you.”
  11. “How could you ask me that?”
  12. “Don’t you trust me?”
  13. “I won’t let anyone hurt you, you’re safe with me.”
  14. “You look amazing tonight.”
  15. “Shouldn’t you be with him/her?”
  16. “I’ve got you.”
  17. “I can’t sleep, can I stay here?”
  18. “It’s late.  Shouldn’t you be asleep?”
  19. “How are you feeling today?”
  20. “You look amazing tonight.”
  21. “We’ll figure this out.”
  22. “This isn’t goodbye.”
  23. “What’s cookin’ good lookin’?”
  24. “Wanna go grab a drink?”
  25. “What the hell were you thinking?!”
  26. “Here, let me help you.”
  27. “Kiss me.”
  28. “I care about you.”
  29. “You could have warned me!”
  30. “That was unexpected.”
  31. “You haven’t lost me.”
  32. “Why are you doing this?”
  33. “Don’t cry.”
  34. “Please don’t do this.”
  35. “You make me feel safe.”
  36. “You’ve shown me what love can feel like.”
  37. “Thank you, for everything.”
  38. “All I wanted was for you to be happy.”
  39. “I can’t do this on my own.”
  40. “I wasn’t lying when I said that I loved you.”
  41. “Don’t be afraid.”
  42. “You’re always on my mind.”
  43. “You have no idea how much I want you right now.”
  44. “You’ve always felt like home.”
  45. “I can’t imagine this world without you.”
  46. “Dance with me.”
  47. “Trust me.”
  48. “Why are you crying?”
  49. “Who hurt you?”
  50. “Nothing is wrong with you.”
  51. “You make me feel alive.”
  52. “I wouldn’t change a thing about you.”
  53. “Who cares about what they think?”
  54. “Let’s go.”
  55. “I’m not going anywhere.”
  56. “Tell me what’s wrong.”
  57. “You’ve always got me.”
  58. “I’ve waited for this moment for a long time.”
  59. “Is this okay?”
  60. “You look like you could use a hug.”
  61. “Did you need something?”
  62. “Do you have a ride home?”
  63. “I am home.”
  64. “What happened back there?”
  65. “That’s not gonna happen.”
  66. “Why me?”
  67. “I’m right where I belong.”
  68. “Fine.”
  69. “What do you want me to say?”
  70. “After everything we’ve been through, you still don’t think that I love you?”
  71. “You’ve been drinking tonight, haven’t you?”
  72. “You need sleep.”
  73. “Excuse me?”
  74. “What are you doing?”
  75. “What did you expect?”
  76. “You’re not alone.”
  77. “We’re meant for each other.”
  78. “You’re worth it.”
  79. “I don’t care what anyone else thinks.”
  80. “I’ve always been honest with you.”
  81. “It’s cold, you should take my jacket.”
  82. “Just breathe, okay?”
  83. “When I’m with you, I’m happy.”
  84. “Going somewhere?”
  85. “Don’t lie to me.”
  86. “Don’t be scared, I’m right here.”
  87. “You’re so adorable.”
  88. “I’m better, now that you’re here.”
  89. “I could never forget you.”
  90. “Forget it.”
  91. “That’s in the past.”
  92. “You make me happy.”
  93. “You’re more than that.”
  94. “I won’t lose you too.”
  95. “Come cuddle.”
  96. “Can’t you stay a little longer?”
  97. “It’s not that easy.”
  98. “I’ve had enough.”
  99. “I fell in love with you, not them.”
  100. “You’re the only one I wanna wake up next to.”

♥ DISNEY’S MULAN SENTENCE STARTERS
feel free to adjust sentences to make it fit your muse better!

  • ❛ Would you like to stay for dinner? ❜
  • ❛ Would you like to stay forever? ❜
  • ❛ My children never caused such trouble. They all became acupuncturists. ❜
  • ❛ No! Your great-granddaughter had to be a cross-dresser! ❜
  • ❛ The flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all. ❜
  • ❛ You don’t meet a girl like that every dynasty. ❜
  • ❛ They’re gifts, to honor the family. ❜
  • ❛ The greatest gift and honor… is having you for a daughter. ❜
  • ❛ My little baby, off to destroy people. ❜
  • ❛ I’ve heard a great deal about you. ❜
  • ❛ My powers are beyond your mortal imagination. ❜
  • ❛ Oooh! All right, that’s it! Dishonor! Dishonor on your whole family! ❜
  • ❛ Make a note of this: dishonor on you, dishonor on your cow. ❜
  • ❛ I’m just nervous. I’ve never done this before. ❜
  • ❛ Then you’re gonna have to trust me. And don’t you slap me no more. ❜
  • ❛ Okey-dokey, let’s get this show on the road! ❜
  • ❛ The truth is, we’re both frauds. ❜
  • ❛ Your ancestors never sent me, they don’t even like me. ❜
  • ❛ What? What do you mean you’re not lucky? You lied to me? ❜
  • ❛ And what are you, a sheep? ❜
  • ❛ I will never pass for a perfect bride. ❜
  • ❛ Now I see, that if I were truly to be myself, I would break my family’s heart. ❜
  • ❛ Who is that girl I see, staring straight back at me? ❜
  • ❛ Why is my reflection someone I don’t know? ❜
  • ❛ Somehow I cannot hide who I am, though I’ve tried. ❜
  • ❛ When will my reflection show who I am inside? ❜
  • ❛ One family reunion comin’ right up. ❜
  • ❛ Okay, people, people, look alive. ❜
  • ❛ Rise and shine. Y'all way past the beauty sleep thing, trust me. ❜
  • ❛ Great. She brings home a sword. If you ask me, she should’ve brought home a man. ❜
  • ❛ Hey, get outta there! You gonna make people sick! ❜
  • ❛ Now remember, it’s your first day of trainin’, so listen to your teacher and no fightin’, play nice with the other kids, unless, of course, one of the other kids wanna fight, then you have to kick the other kid’s butt. ❜
  • ❛ But I don’t wanna kick the other kid’s butt. ❜
  • ❛ Don’t talk with your mouth full. Now let’s see your war face. ❜
  • ❛ Ooh, I think my bunny slippers just ran for cover. ❜
  • ❛ The Huns are alive! They’re in the city! ❜
  • ❛ You don’t belong here. Go home.  ❜
  • ❛ I saw them in the mountains. You have to believe me! ❜
  • ❛ Why else would I come back? ❜
  • ❛ My, what beautiful blossoms we have this year. But look, this one’s late. But I’ll bet that when it blooms, it will be the most beautiful of all. ❜
  • ❛ I tire of your arrogance, old man. Bow to me! ❜
  • ❛ No matter how the wind howls, the mountain cannot bow to it. ❜
  • ❛ I liiiiiiiiiive! ❜
  • ❛ I… ring the gong. ❜
  • ❛ You are the craziest man I’ve ever met, and for that I owe you my life. ❜
  • ❛ You’re king of the mountain! ❜
  • ❛ I’m gonna hit you so hard, it’ll make your ancestors dizzy. ❜
  • ❛ Well, he doesn’t talk about me much. ❜
  • ❛ I can see why. The boy is an absolute lunatic. ❜
  • ❛ I’ve a girl at home who’s unlike any other… ❜
  • ❛ Yeah, the only girl who’d love him is his mother. ❜
  • ❛ My ancestors sent a little lizard to help me? ❜
  • ❛ Hey! Dragon. Dra-gon, not lizard. I don’t do that tongue thing. ❜
  • ❛ My little baby’s all grown up and… and savin’ China. You have a tissue? ❜
  • ❛ That was vile! You owe me big. ❜
  • ❛ I never want to see a naked man again. ❜
  • ❛ Hey, don’t look at me, I ain’t biting no more butts. ❜
  • ❛ Looks like you’re all out of ideas. ❜
  • ❛ Insubordinate ruffians! You men owe me a new pair of slippers! ❜
  • ❛ And I do not squeal like a girl. ❜
  • ❛ Urgent news from the General. ❜
  • ❛ Citizens, I need firepower. ❜
  • ❛ Um… You… You fight good. ❜
  • ❛ Ah, you ain’t worth my time, chicken boy. ❜
  • ❛ Say that to my face, you limp noodle! ❜
  • ❛ Let’s get down to business. ❜
  • ❛ Did they send me daughters when I asked for sons? ❜
  • ❛ Mister, I’ll make a man out of you. ❜
  • ❛ I’ll get that arrow, pretty boy, and I’ll do it with my shirt on. ❜
  • ❛ They popped out of the snow, like daisies! ❜
  • ❛ I don’t need anyone causing trouble in my camp. ❜
  • ❛ Does this dress make me look fat? ❜
  • ❛ You missed! How could you miss? He was three feet from you! ❜
  • ❛ It is an honor to protect my country and my family. ❜
  • ❛ I know my place! It is time you learned yours. ❜
  • ❛ I’m doomed! And all ‘cause Miss Man decides to take her little drag show on the road. ❜
  • ❛ A single grain of rice can tip the scale. ❜
  • ❛ Just because I look like a man doesn’t mean I have to smell like one. ❜
  • ❛ Man, you are one lucky bug. ❜
Home to you.

Did someone say angsty one way communication. Okay, it’s not texting but I’m SO your girl for angsty one way communication! This one is classic rip your heart out and duct tape it back together with glitter glue. Enjoy :)


“I don’t know if you can hear me, but I’m trying to get back home to you, and I won’t ever stop until I do.”

His hand dropped, grip still tight around the shell as he turned back to Ariel.

“Ariel, is there any chance-”

“I’m sorry, Captain. Unless you can hold your breath for… I mean I’m a fast swimmer but not that fast.”

“But you could reach Storybrooke? Would you ensure that my message was received?” She nodded and he felt a weight lift from his shoulders. “Thank you Ariel. This, this means more to me than I could ever hope to describe.”

When they reached the water’s edge she reached around her neck and unclasped her necklace, her tail reappeared as she dove into the cloudy water. No sooner had her tail passed beyond his view there was a bright light and a wave came crashing back towards the shore, Ariel caught in its tow.

“Ariel!” Hook dove forward, catching her arm before she was pulled back under. She was fumbling with something around her neck and soon she’d two legs under her again.

“You were out of my sight for no more than a moment, you couldn’t possibly have-”

I’m sorry, Captain. I’ve made the trip to Storybrooke countless times now but this time… I couldn’t break through. It was like the fury of a storm pushing back against me.

“So the ways are shut to you? Have you ever experienced such a thing before? Has something happened to the town?”

“No, It was more… more like reaching a locked door than an empty room.”

“Thank you for trying, Ariel. Perhaps another way…” He reluctantly handed her the seashell but she shook her head.

“Keep it. Talk to her sometimes. Maybe she missed your first message, so tell her again.”

He nodded and within moments she was no more than a ripple on the surface of the water.


“Emma? Ariel tried to reach Storybrooke, to ensure that you knew the truth but she was unable to pass. I hope you’re safe. I never meant to leave you. I’m trying to come home. I love you.”

She had clasped the shell around her neck hours ago, in the hopes of catching his voice again, and now she’d heard the message a dozen times. Each time a flare of anger rose up in her and she finally glared up at Gideon. “You’re telling me that instead of asking for my help in defeating the apparent source of all Evil, you thought it made the most sense to kidnap my true love and hold him for ransom? Did it occur to you for even a moment that I might have been more willing to help you before you tried to kill me and ripped my true love away?”

“Tell you my plan when you could have chosen to stop me? I’ve worked too hard for this to let it rest on the whim of another.”

“Let me talk to him,” she insisted, putting down what she had been working on suddenly.

“Not until you help me to-”

“No,” Emma interrupted. “Keep him trapped in another realm, fine. It will hurt me like hell but it won’t get you a single step closer to your goal. You need me. But until I’m sure that it is really him, that you haven’t killed him and recorded this message somehow, I’ll not so much as help you resolve a parking violation.”

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a hundred more random starters [2/??]

  • ❝ women endure what men cannot bear. ❞
  • ❝ ‘tis my crown & I will fight for it. ❞
  • ❝ how long? how long have you been planning this? ❞
  • ❝ you betrayed me! betrayed US! how could you? ❞
  • ❝ we’ve lost control of [name/pronoun]. ❞
  • ❝ [name/pronoun] sees the forests, but not the trees. ❞
  • ❝ the gods & kings of old have deemed you unworthy. ❞
  • ❝ what will you do, now that you know the truth? ❞
  • ❝ take your shirt off. ❞
  • ❝ can’t decide if I want to fuck you in bed, or if the wall is a better option. ❞
  • ❝ I will not lose. ❞
  • ❝ people are using condoms to apply makeup. why? ❞
  • ❝ well, they certainly know how to put lipstick on a pig. ❞
  • ❝ remember the promises we made to each other. ❞
  • ❝ spring will always arrive. ❞
  • ❝ you look beautiful in the moonlight. ❞
  • ❝ I hope you can understand my heart. ❞
  • ❝ people do stupid things in the name of love. ❞
  • ❝ if anything should happen to his/her majesty, I should think you’d look to me to secure your future. ❞
  • ❝ if you embark on a journey of revenge, dig two graves. ❞
  • ❝ have you ever regretted what we did? ❞
  • ❝ yes, I’ve imagined fucking you. ❞
  • ❝ when did you lose your virginity? ❞
  • ❝ was he/she any good? ❞
  • ❝ let me cum! ❞
  • ❝ i’m going to hell, want to join me? ❞
  • ❝ we fought. it’s over. i won. ❞
  • ❝ stop, you’re only making a fool of yourself. ❞
  • ❝ can you ever forgive me? ❞
  • ❝ we can’t trust them! ❞
  • ❝ be careful with your words. ❞
  • ❝ they’ll hear us! ❞
  • ❝ what if I want them to hear you screaming my name with pleasure? ❞
  • ❝ hey! I’m romantic! sometimes. ❞
  • ❝ the world will change & my era will begin. ❞
  • ❝ you have to resist. ❞
  • ❝ so is this how you take control of your life? ❞
  • ❝ don’t let the bastards grind you down. ❞
  • ❝ you’re a fucking idiot. ❞
  • ❝ he who has no bread, has no authority. ❞
  • ❝ there is little gain from further conflict. ❞
  • ❝ I do not fear death. what I fear is doing nothing & losing everything. ❞
  • ❝ my love for you has only grown. ❞
  • ❝ I can’t imagine my future without you. ❞
  • ❝ the tides will turn in our favor. ❞
  • ❝ I will do everything in my power to protect you & our child. ❞
  • ❝ how can you protect me from the monsters inside me? ❞
  • ❝ you must cry for me, for I have no more tears. ❞
  • ❝ know that I will be with you, always. ❞
  • ❝ my winter will end & yours will begin. ❞
  • ❝ god has no business controlling what I do with my body. ❞
  • ❝ if this is what you want, then fine do it! but know that I will never forgive you. ❞
  • ❝ if you love me, why did you leave? ❞
  • ❝ pregnancy sex is one of the best kinds of sex. ❞
  • ❝ you know, maybe you should take it easy. ❞
  • ❝ a little fresh air isn’t going to kill me. ❞
  • ❝ it would mean the world to me. ❞
  • ❝ you are my soulmate. ❞
  • ❝ I’m not wearing any underwear. ❞
  • ❝ you’re so cute when you’re horny. ❞
  • ❝ fine! I’m jealous! ❞
  • ❝ you have no idea how much I’ve missed you. ❞
  • ❝ I hate it when you leave. ❞
  • ❝ we miss you. ❞
  • ❝ our child hasn’t been sleeping well since you went off to war. ❞
  • ❝ you light up whenever you look at them. ❞
  • ❝ I hate fighting with you, especially over something as silly as this! ❞
  • ❝ I’m suffocating here! ❞
  • ❝ for once in your life, accept responsibility! ❞
  • ❝ it’s your fault they’re dead. ❞
  • ❝ too many people lack the gift of knowing when to fuck off. ❞
  • ❝ humbling, isn’t it? to become the very thing you mocked. ❞
  • ❝ with you, I feel like I’m home. ❞
  • ❝ the best thing you can do for yourself right now is beg for forgiveness. ❞
  • ❝ I only have a little neck. ❞
  • ❝ [name/pronoun]’s head seems to have grown bigger. ❞
  • ❝ I am madly in love with you. ❞
  • ❝ it takes a lot to get me angry. ❞
  • ❝ I can’t even look at you right now! ❞
  • ❝ why can’t I stop crying? ❞
  • ❝ there’s a hole in my chest & I don’t know if it will ever heal. ❞
  • ❝ even now, whenever I’m with you, I can’t help but fall in love with you again. ❞
  • ❝ a sweet for my sweet? ❞
  • ❝ it’s not the first time this has happened. ❞
  • ❝ this world is far too cruel to girls. ❞
  • ❝ a daughter is a blessing. ❞
  • ❝ I’m sore. ❞
  • ❝ is there such a thing as too much sex? ❞
  • ❝ there’s nothing more beautiful than seeing you stand there in the moonlight. ❞
  • ❝ everything I’ve done, it’s for you, for us! ❞
  • ❝ this is too risky! we might get caught. ❞
  • ❝ you can’t be prepared for everything. ❞
  • ❝ you have to trust me & in me. ❞
  • ❝ I trust you more than anyone else. ❞
  • ❝ what if something happens to you because of something I did? ❞
  • ❝ please, just tell me what’s wrong. ❞
  • ❝ I just don’t want you getting hurt. ❞
  • ❝ love is not something that can be taught. ❞
  • ❝ come back to bed. ❞
  • ❝ as long as we stand together, nothing can stop us. ❞
Drunk/Drinking Starters
  • ❝I do not get drunk-- I get awesome.❞
  • ❝I didn't fall... the floor just needed a hug. ❞
  • ❝Wanna know what rhymes with drunk? Sex. ❞
  • ❝Nothing tastes as good as drunk feels.❞
  • ❝I've had... eleventy twelve beers.❞
  • ❝I've been cheating on you with a guy named Morgan. He's a captain.❞
  • ❝I'm not as drunk as I use to was.❞
  • ❝Halloween? More like Hallowe-’re getting fucked up.❞
  • ❝What do you expect me to do- I'm drunk!❞
  • ❝But then I remember that alcohol existed.❞
  • ❝It’s not called slurring your words. It’s called talking in cursive and it’s fucking elegant.❞
  • ❝I’m totally walking straight, but this damn Earth is drunk!❞
  • ❝If you can’t suck a cigarette, you sure as hell can’t suck a dick!❞
  • ❝I wanna bae you up.❞
  • ❝You're so drunk when I'm pretty.❞
  • ❝It's 10;30 and I'm already fucking wasted…❞
  • ❝I'm almost sober...❞
  • ❝We are best friends now. Yeah c'mere, let's get drunk again.❞
  • ❝Why do people wear boxers? They’re just like small pants.❞
  • ❝I am currently dating a tall bottle of Jack Daniels.❞
  • ❝I’m in Pirates of the Caribbean right now..❞
  • ❝Take me drunk I’m home.❞
  • ❝Let’s go dress up like Batman and Robin and patrol the neighborhood.❞
  • ❝Your kitchen is so far away. Who designed this shit?❞
  • ❝Your cat... has it always had a German accent?❞

anonymous asked:

Hi! I've wanted to see the Superfriends+grumpy space dad on the beach or something else vacation-y, so I thought you might be able to do something with it.

Maggie’s used to waking up alone.

It used to be because even when they would stay the night, they’d slip out in the morning.

Now, it’s because Alex Danvers likes her morning runs. A lot.

Maggie prefers her heavy bag, and her sleep, so she’s perpetually in charge of breakfast and coffee.

And that works just perfectly for her.

But today, she doesn’t just pad out of the bedroom and find herself in the living room.

Today, she finds herself in the house Alex grew up in, in Midvale, and she smiles as she tip toes downstairs, taking her time to gaze at pictures of Alex and Kara in various stages of adolescence, her heart swelling with each moment.

She sneaks past James and Winn sprawled out in the living room, Winn wrapped in blankets upon blankets on the floor, limbs all akimbo, James taking up less space, arms above his head, breathing slowly on the couch.

She loves that Eliza and Jeremiah invited them all to Midvale to get away, to crash together at a beach house without having to shell out a half a month’s worth of rent, after their latest, decisive, victory against Cadmus. They certainly all needed it.

Maggie knows that of course she was invited – she’s Alex’s girlfriend, she was instrumental in rescuing Jeremiah, of course she was invited – but she can’t quiet get over the feeling of shock, the feeling of awe, that Kara and the other Superfriends seem to feel like she actually belongs. That she’s in the house her girlfriend grew up in and her parents aren’t threatening to run her out of town and back to wherever she came from for corrupting her daughter.

Quite the opposite; two of Alex’s parents are sitting quietly in the kitchen together, Jeremiah’s hand on Eliza’s, drinking coffee in whispers so as not to disturb their girls’ friends in the living room, and seemingly utterly unsurprised to see Maggie up so early, to see Maggie’s hair tousled like she’d had sex with their daughter in their daughter’s childhood bed – because oh, she did – to see Maggie in their house as part of something natural, as part of something good, as part of something right.

“Sorry to intrude, I didn’t think anyone would be up – ” Maggie whispers, and Jeremiah shakes his head at her and taps the kitchen’s bar stool next to him.

“When Alex was a girl, she’d wake up every morning to go surfing. She’d be quiet and considerate – too considerate, always, that girl – ” He smiles broadly, fondly, gratefully, when he sees Maggie nodding emphatically in agreement – “but I always knew, and I could never sleep while she was out there. She’s excellent, of course, I just…”

Maggie thinks about every time Alex goes into the field without her, and she nods.

“I know what you mean.”

Jeremiah smiles and Eliza sips at her coffee with her eyes glued to Maggie’s face, and Jeremiah shrugs. “The water’s too calm for her to get any good waves this morning, so she’ll be swimming. But still – I guess a decade of being locked away by Cadmus doesn’t kill all the old habits, huh?”

There’s a pattering of feet upstairs and Jeremiah chuckles.

“Well, the boys are about to get a rude awakening. Kara’s up.”

Maggie grins and Eliza sighs affectionately and sure enough, faster than humanly possible, Kara is downstairs and Winn is yelping and James is groaning and Jeremiah and Maggie are laughing because Kara is come on come on come on time to meet Alex on the beach, the beach, when do we get to go to the beach all together like this, and J’onn’s gonna meet us soon, come on come on!!

“Yeah, the beach is great, Kara, but when do we get to sleep?” Winn wants to know, yanking the blankets back over his head, but James leans down and rips them off, knowing it’s better to surrender than try to fight, because when Supergirl is determined, she gets her way; even moreso, Kara Danvers.

“Alright, alright! I’m up! It – Maggie, why are you already up? You’re making us look bad!”

“I think your bed hair’s already doing that for you, Schott.” Winn groans and his hand flies to his hair. “No, I’m joking, it’s cute.”

The banter and the teasing and the laughter and the sweet relief of just being together and not strapped into armor, lives about to be taken away at any moment, echoes throughout the house as Maggie slips into a bikini under one of Alex’s t-shirts and basketball shorts, as Winn slathers himself in sunscreen and Kara bounds through the house checking on everyone because are you ready yet are you ready yet are you ready yet.

When finally, everyone is, Kara squeals and leads the Superfriends – Jeremiah and Eliza elect to let the kids have their fun – way down to the beach, waving her arms wildly above her head and shouting to the figure way out in the water. “Alex! Alex! Alexxxxx!!!!”

Alex pauses and waves and does something with her hand that Maggie can’t see, but Kara can, of course. “She’s got five more lengths to go, she’ll be in soon,” she translates, and Maggie smiles at her girlfriend’s consistency, her girlfriend’s sheer power.

J’onn joins them as Alex is starting to swim back to shore, and he hugs Kara and covers Maggie’s bare shoulder with his hand, and Maggie beams, still unused to the growing fatherly affection from the man, but loving it.

“Nice shades, sir,” she tells him, and he gives her a rare grin.

“I quite like yours as well, Detective Sawyer.”

“What about me, J’onn? Do you like mine?”

“Mr. Schott, your sunglasses are no doubt calculated to make you look sophisticated and cool, which you might have been able to pull off if your swim trunks weren’t emblazoned with the crest of the House of El.”

James snorts and Maggie tries to hold down a chuckle. Winn brandishes the plastic shovel he’d brought to help him build the perfect sandcastle and splutters. “Well hey, listen, I’ll have you know that these shorts were super popular – ”

“In the sixth grade. Before your best friend was Supergirl.”

“Hey, Guardian, did anyone ask your opinion? Mr. Look at My Six Pack I’m So Cool I Don’t Even Need to – to – hey! Wow!”

Everyone turns to follow Winn’s gaze, and Maggie’s jaw drops and her knees go weak, because Alex is striding out of the water, body dripping, hair tossed just so, black bikini highlighting all the right things, a small, cocky grin on her face.

James whistles and Kara whoops and J’onn grins and Maggie just can’t speak, because Maggie’s whipping off her sunglasses to get a better view and Maggie’s brain is short-circuiting.

“Hot damn, Danvers!” Winn shouts, and then his eyes grow wide with giddy excitement. “Hot Damnvers!

James laughs and Kara groans and J’onn chuckles and Maggie gulps and Maggie wets her lips and tries to remember that little thing called breathing, because water droplets are dripping down Alex’s nearly naked body, and her eyes are fixed, only, on Maggie.

“I don’t care that my sister’s the one with the superpowers, I will personally throw you into space if you say that again, Schott,” Alex calls as she strides closer, and Maggie thinks she should try to speak, try to do something other than stare, other than let her jaw rest in the sand.

She inclines her head toward J’onn, not taking her eyes off Alex. “I um… your Earth daughter’s very… um… very beautiful, Director Henshaw.”

“Yeah, I’m sure beautiful was the word you were looking for, Sawyer,” James teases, and J’onn laughs.

“I’m sure you’re right, Mr. Olsen, but at least Detective Sawyer was raised with some level of decorum.”

“Yeah, you should’ve heard the sounds coming from Alex’s room last night, decorum my – ”

But Alex has reached them, now, and Alex is smacking Winn upside the head, and Winn is flinching and everyone is laughing and Alex is putting her hands on Maggie’s bare hips.

“See something you like, Sawyer?”

“Good god, Agent Danvers, can you not wait until I’ve had the chance to absent myself before you – you – ”

Everyone, even Alex, turns to J’onn, waiting for his wording, shocked because he’s never spluttered before.

“Seduces her girlfriend right in front of you?”

“Makes sweet love to her right here on the sand?”

“Right in front of her childhood home?”

“Because really, what else is vacation for if not to abandon your friends and bang your girlfriend?”

“I’m right here guys.”

“No one’s abandoning anyone, I can just take her right here right now, yall can stay or leave, I’m not particular, but it’s your call – ”

“Oh, yeah, real nice decorum, Sawyer – ”

“Lalalalala, I am not hearing any of this!”

“Good god, if this is why there were no beaches on Mars, I am eternally grateful.”

Vague AU — Burn lyrics

I saved every photo you took of me
From the moment you took them I knew you were mine
You said you were mine
I thought you were mine
Do you know what John had said when I first moved into your life?
He said “be careful with this one, kid.
He will do what it takes to survive.”
You and your hands flooded my senses
Your fists, they both left me defenseless
You built me palaces out of photographs
You built cathedrals
Retracing the photos you took of me
I’m bruising and bleeding in memory of every time
I shrugged off the signs
Cause when you were mine
They all seemed to burn

You’ll publish the photos you took of her
You’ll hint to your boss that you brought this girl into our home
who thought you were alone
Well now you are

Do you know what Peggy said?
When she saw what you’d done?
She said “out of all of the lifelines. . God damn it, Alexander, why?”

You and your work obsessed with my new fresh wounds
But what were you trying to capture?
So god damn paranoid in every photograph
That they won’t understand you.. You, you you!

I’m removing myself from the gallery
Let famous photographers ponder on why there were bruises on more than just one
Cause now I am done, I’m letting them burn.. Burn
That whore had no right to your heart
That whore had no place in our home
You told her that you were alone
I’m burning the memories
Burning the photos that might have reminded
How you forfeit all rights to my heart
You forfeit my place in your home
I’m setting ablaze every moan and every memory that said you were mine.
I hope that you burn.

3

So these are my very special boys who are both rescues off the streets! I love them very, very much which is why I have to stop being selfish and do the right thing by them.

My family is in a bit of a pickle that involves wrongful eviction and probably racism in some way. Anyway thing is we have a new home but the place doesn’t accept ANY pets at all. To make matters even more slightly desperate we have to move out but June 1st! 

Now I need someone to temporarily Foster BOTH my cats together for a while. I’m talking like year or so. So if you really love cats with personality and live in SoCal’s Inglewood, Gardena, or even LA area would you be willing to give these loving boys a home???

I’m totally paying for all their expenses like food, litter, toys, treats, etc. All I need on your part is to love and care for them with regular check ins to be sure they are okay. Cause uhh these cats are like my life yo. 

  • Pixel: White and Black pretty boy who sleeps a lot. He’s a chill cat that loves two things chili and me in that order. Enjoys chasing things and rubbing against black clothes
  • Pneuma/8-Bit:Gray and white screaming baby who eats Pixels food. Screams a lot when he thinks you’re not paying attention to him. Probably doesn’t know his name.

Both are super loving and enjoy cuddles soooo much! They are very shy tho and take a bit of time to warm up to new people. Just give them time, space, and food to adjust then they won’t leave you alone. Also good with kids!! Like super good?? Pixel is the best with kids.

So yeah that’s what’s up right now! I’m a little bit in constant distress over this cause I really love my cats a lot and just want what’s best for them

"Just Lay with Me, Please."

Requested: “sick shawn imagine?”

A/N: This ones a little short sorry y'all

You liked to believe you were a good person with a kind heart. But sometimes playing nice all the time was tiring. Sometimes you just wanted to say things straight up how they were. Right now you were getting incredibly irritated and you couldn’t take it anymore, so you let loose.

“Shawn, look at yourself! I’m sorry but you look like a mess! In all honestly, it looks like you just woke up from a horrible hangover or something!” Your beloved boyfriend had been arguing with you all day, about how he was “fine” when in reality you knew very well he wasn’t. You were a little tired of shaking it off, and listening to him. Trust was important, and you believed everything Shawn said, but not today.

"Y/N, yeah, maybe I’m not feeling that great but that doesn’t mean I’m dying. I’m really okay.” He was driving the both of you back from a radio interview he did, and even the fans could tell he looked under the weather. Pictures of him during the interview were posted and his Twitter was blowing up as well as yours. His nose was blotchy and red from blowing it so often, and the dark circles under his eyes made him look as though he was punched in the face. The interviewer even mentioned it to him, but Shawn shook it off and changed the subject. He has always been a workaholic and you loved how passionate he was about his career, but you wished sometimes he would take a break.

“Pull over right now.” You said in a commanding tone hoping he would listen.

“What? Why? Are you okay?”

“Am I okay? I could ask you the same thing! You’re exhausted baby, just pull over and let me drive.”

“Seriously?” He reached his hand out to grab yours and the car slowed down a bit. You just nodded your head and he finally pulled over, switching seats with you. He fell asleep on the way home and you had to shake him awake to walk him back into the hotel room. You finally made it back though, and he crashed. You watched him literally drop himself on the bed, and just lay there not even bothering to change or brush his teeth. You sat down next to him with a glass of water and some Advil. He sat up to take it, but then instantly fell back down in your lap when he was finished.

“I love you.” He mumbled.

“I love you too. Do you want some more water? Or something to eat before you fall back asleep?” You said while playing with his hair.

“No, just lay with me, please.” Your heart melted at his words and so within a second you were laying next to him, rubbing his back and kissing his head.

Just a Dream- John Laurens X Reader

request from anon: 171, 172 and 163, John x reader pretty pleaseeee!

warnings: injuries

“What happened to your face?” You asked, looking up from your book and at your best friend who was trying and failing to avoid you.

“Got into a fight.” He mumbled, shoving his hands in his pockets. You sighed.

“Sit down.” You told him and he did as you requested. You stood up and examined the extent of his injuries. “Why?” You frowned and you made your way over to the freezer, getting an ice pack out and you handed it to him. He held it up to his eye, hissing at the contact.

“Because they were talking shit about Alexander and about Washington.”

“That doesn’t justify your actions- they are both grown men who can defend themselves.”

“I’m sick of being USELESS!” He yelled and you took a step back, not sure what to expect when he got this angry.

“You aren’t useless, when are you going to understand that? I get that you’re upset but do you know how it feels for me? How would you like it if everytime you came over here, I was holding ice to my eye or to my knuckles?”

“That’s not-”

“It’s the exact same thing. Because yes we are roommates and yes I stay up until one am just to make sure you get home safely and so if you did get in a fight, I can take care of you. But you just go on and on about how you’re useless. And if you are trying to get yourself killed- because it really does seem that way some nights because of your stupid thing with honor and defending other people’s honor- let me just assure you that if you die you are going to be as useless as you say you are right now.” You yelled and he fell silent, nodding.

“Why?”

“Why what?”

“Why do you care so much?”

“Go to sleep, I’ll leave a cup of water by your bedside with some pain medicine for the hangover.”

“But-”

“Goodnight John.”

You walked away and went into your bedroom, ready to go to bed after waiting several hours for John to come home. You sighed, rubbing your eyes in exhaustion before laying down in your bed and falling asleep.

Someone tapped your shoulder and you groaned, opening your eyes reluctantly.

You saw John who was shaking and your look of annoyance was replaced by one of concern.

“John? What are you doing in here?” You asked him and you felt the other side of your bed dip.

“Dream.” He said simply, not elaborating.

“Okay just… stay on your side of the bed.” You mumbled.

“I’m sorry, what were you saying? I keep getting lost in your eyes.” He replied and you rolled your eyes.

“One, it’s pitch black, John and two, I’m not even facing you.”
“Was worth a shot.” He shot back and you smiled a bit, glad that he couldn’t see it. You felt his leg brush yours under the covers and you turned around and glared at him.

“What happened to staying on your side of the bed?”

“Like I mentioned, I didn’t hear what you were saying. Sorry.”

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“About what? My hearing problems?” He joked and you frowned.

“The dream.”

No response.

You moved closer to him and you hugged him gently. You heard him begin to cry and he buried his head in your arm.

“Hey, it’s okay. It’s okay, I’m here for you- the dream is over.”

“No it’s not over. I don’t want it to be over.” He sobbed.

“Jackie look at me. I’m here. I love you, okay? That’s why I care so much. Because I love you.” You said gently.

He stopped crying.

“No you don’t.” He whimpered.

He woke up, staring at his ceiling, tears running down his face. He rubbed his eyes and he went out of his room to see you asleep with your head laying on the countertop.

He saw a glass jar next to your head, filled up with money.

“What’s this?” He asked quietly and Alex turned his attention away from his paper that he was writing and to John.

“Oh. We started an idiot jar. Any time you do or say anything idiotic, you have to put at least a dollar in it—more depending on how stupid the thing that you said or did was. I may or may not have told my boss to go fuck himself.”

“Did he fire you?”

“Not yet, I think he may have thought I was talking to someone else. Are you alright?” He asked, standing up and squinting at John.

“Now you’re imagining things. Are you gonna wake Y/N up so they can fall asleep more comfortably?”

“I’m not the one who needs to ask her out.”

“Who needs to ask me out?” You asked drowsily and John glared at Alex.

“That’s twenty dollars, at least.”

“Nobody, just go back to sleep- this is just a dream.”

“Yeah.”

Body positivity: a new way of looking at our bodies

A year ago i was reading New earth by Eckhart Tolle. The book changed my perspective on so many things, including at how i look at my body. I used to identify with my physical appearance, but now i know i am much more. I believe i am a soul and i have a body.

With this new perspective, when i look at my body i feel i am lending it from the earth. I nourish it with healthy foods that also come from the earth! When you start observing your body, you will start recognizing how many similarities it has with nature. 

This new idea has changed the way in which i take care of it & the way in which i observe it. I no longer look at it with hate… why would I? It’s part of nature, right? I now look at it with love. At the end of the day, it’s like my home for now. My body tries it’s best to keep me alive, i am grateful for having it. 

Society and ads have told us that we should hate our bodies & buy all of their products, that we should try to change it, because it is not beautiful enough. Well, i think those are lies. Just as we admire nature, i don’t see why can’t we admire our bodies and their beauty. They are a miracle just for existing. 

                                                                                                 

With this new perspective, think about all the ways in which you can improve the relationship with your body ♥

ALRIGHT. LETS SIT DOWN AND TALK ABOUT: LAUREN’S FAVORITE PAGE IN NORAGAMI.

Excuse my enthusiasm, but I am VERY PASSIONATE about the following page.

ALRIGHT, THAT? THAT RIGHT THERE?

MY ABSOLUTE, UNRIVALED FAVORITE PAGE. NOW WHY, YOU MAY WONDER? WELL, LET ME TELL YOU.

THIS page right here takes place not long after the hospital disaster. The page BEFORE shows Yato’s call with Hiyori ending; she had been talking about how her brother was home for the first time in ages. After ending the call, Yato said “only people can save other people…” with that beautiful happy-sad look he so often gets. It drives itself RIGHT into my FUCKING HEART - because Yato is REALIZING that his role as a god might not be to interfere directly with people’s lives.

So why is THIS one my favorite, and not THAT one?

Well, it’s obvious. Blatantly so.

Character development.

We all know how Yato was raised. Depending constantly on his Father’s praise for emotional stamina. Depending on praise in general for emotional stamina.

What I’m saying is, Yato as a kid would have been torn apart to see Hiyori frantically hanging up, because she had a family to eat with. He would’ve been upset that she seemingly chose them over him. That he was going to be pushed to the back of her mind.

But look at current Yato.

He’s okay with this. He’s okay with it because. as I said, he’s realizing he doesn’t have to be there. Hiyori is happy! She’s getting better! And although that is partly thanks to his interference, it’s still her friends and family that pulled her back up the rest of the way.

Yato, the aspiring god of fortune, has realized that he can stand on the sidelines and people can still achieve happiness.

This ties into my dream ending for Noragami. I want Hiyori to be cut off from the far shore. No memories, no emotional connection, nothing. I want her to live her life with only her human friends and family. But I want Yato, the Fortune God that is steadily gaining popularity, to be okay with that. I want him to know that he needs only to cut away any phantoms that plague her or her family, keep her safe, watch over her from a distance. It would be a bit bittersweet, but I honestly think Yato (and Yukine) keeping Hiyori as happy as possible without interfering directly - until she dies at an old, ripe age - to be a much better ending than something vague, or knowing that she’ll die with her emotional connection with them in tact. 

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is why this is my favorite page thus far in the entire Noragami series. 

Two Against One

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Sarah Rogers

Waring: Fluff

A/N:  Here is my continue of Dad!Saturday, I’m working through the rest of the requests I got for these. This was an Anon request. Hope you enjoy.

Prompt: “Where did your diaper go?!”

While Y/N is away on under cover Steve struggles with a wild Sarah who has hit a new stage in her development, and Steve has no idea how to put it to an end.

The team is gathered in the meeting room as they watch Steve jog down the hallway with a shrieking Sarah in his arms, yelling hello at everyone they pass. Steve sets her down with another agent before heading into the meeting room.

“Having some issues Rogers?” Fury smirks watching him as he finally sits down.

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That’s what adults do. We fuck up.

Pairing : Past!JaredxReader, Genevieve
Word count : 1,460
Author :Mel
A/N : More parts for @bigdaddymongoose.

Part 6 of ‘My son, Bringer of Storms.’



Gen was drinking coffee, watching the boys eat their breakfast when her phone rang. “Hey Dani.” She smiled.

“Hi Aunty Dani!” The boys yelled.

She could hear Danneel laughing. “Tell the boys I said hi.

“Aunty Dani says you better stop fooling around and eat your breakfast.”

Danneel laughed again. “Nice, Gen.

Gen smiled. “What’s up?”

Jared didn’t come home this weekend?”

Gen sighed. “No. I uh, I needed some time.” She wasn’t going to elaborate with the kids there, so she left it at that, knowing her friend would understand. “Why?”

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At The Beep (Lin-Manuel Miranda x reader)

Summary: A love story told through single sided voicemails.

Translations:

Mi sol: my sun

Te amare por siempre, mi sol: I love you so much, my sun.

Este es mi último adiós: This is my final goodbye.

Hasta la próxima: Until next time.

Espero verte pronto: I’ll see you soon I hope.

pollito: little chicken (used as term of endearment to call someone cute)

Espero que sueñes conmigo: I hope you dream of me.

Me haces tan feliz: You make me so happy.

chulo: cutie

Tengo que irme, Te veo dentro de poco. Adios! : Gotta go, see you in a bit. Bye!

Mi querido: my dear

Madre: mother

mi hiji: my daughter

familia: family

cariño: sweetie

Eres mi sol: You are my sun

Feliz Navidad: Happy (Merry) Christmas

Hola mi sol: Hello my sun

Hasta pronto te amo: See you soon I love you

Mi amor: my love

Te amo con cada fibra en mi cuerpo.: I love you with every fiber in my body

Buenos días, mi amor: Good morning my love

Despiertate!: Wake up!

Warnings: character death, miscarriage, alcohol, swearing

Word Count: 2,782

Notes: This is my first fic so I got a bit carried away… also, I’m not fluent in Spanish, I don’t know anything about it really. I just thought it would be a cool idea to have the reader and Lin converse in Spanish so I apologize if I have made any mistakes. Please let me know so I can change them! Anyway, I hope you enjoy! Please feel free to message me anytime : )

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Secret Love Song - Harry Styles Mini Series (Part 5)

Part 4

“Do you want to tell me what the hell happened to you last night?” Your friend demanded as you walked through the supermarket. 

“I texted you and told you I left,” you said grabbing some broccoli. 

“I know, but you just like disappeared and left your jacket and your unpaid tab,” she said. “So, what the hell happened? Did you freak out?” She asked. 

Technically, yes, but you didn’t want to tell her that. 

“No, I just, remember the guy I was seeing,” you said. “He was there and we talked about things and then we left together.”

“Well, why didn’t you just say that! I’m perfectly okay with the fact that you left me, knowing that you went and got you some!” she smirked. 

You blushed. “We didn’t, we haven’t exactly…” you whispered. 

“Really? It’s been what like a few weeks already right?” she asked. 

“Yeah, but I mean, we’ve been getting to know each other,” you said. “Which is what you do when you first start seeing someone besides we’re not even official yet.” 

“That makes sense,” she nodded. “So, what’s all this for anyway?” she said pointing to your cart full of food. 

“He’s uh, he’s coming to my house tonight and I’m cooking dinner,” you said. 

“Oooh, are you planning a little something special?” she smirked. 

“Oh god, no,” you laughed. “Will you stop with the sex interrogation? We haven’t even talked about going that far yet.” 

“But have you thought about it?” She asked. 

“Of course I have, I’m human aren’t I?” You said. “It’s just, you know how I am. I have to really like and care about someone before I feel comfortable to go that far.” 

“I know, remember when we tried to take you out for a one night stand after your last breakup? That was bad,” she laughed. 

“Well, it also didn’t help that the guy you happened to point out was the current boyfriend of the girl that my ex cheated on me with, and that’s how he found out about her cheating on him,” you laughed. 

“That’s true,” she laughed. “Anyway, am I ever going to meet or at least know the name of this mystery boy toy?” 

You laughed. “You will at some point, I promise, but it’s still really new.” 

“You’ve always told me when you’ve been dating someone, so what’s different with this one?” she asked. 

“it’s complicated,” you sighed. 

“Y/N! You’re not the other woman are you?” She gasped. 

“What? No, no, of course not. He’s not married or in a relationship at all,” you said. “It’s just complicated…” 

“Does it not want to be seen with you?” She asked. 

“It’s sort of the opposite,” you said. “I can’t be seen with him because of… work,” you said. 

“Wait, is it someone from work?” She gasped. “Like a coworker?” 

“No…” you said. 

“ARE YOU DATING A FAMOUS PERSON!” She shouted. 

“Oh my god, will you lower your voice,” you hissed looking around at everyone staring. 

“Sorry, it’s just a lot to take in,” she said. “Wait a minute… if it’s someone you met at work and you can’t really be seen with them…and you saw him at the club the other night… HOLY FUCKING SHIT ITS HARRY STYLES ISN’T IT?” she shouted. 

You groaned. “Sorry, she’s a bit uh… drunk,” you said to an old lady staring. 

Once everyone was away, you sighed looking at her. “Yes, okay, I’ve been seeing him,” you said. 

“Oh my god! How did you keep this information from me for so long?” she gasped. 

“Because I had to,” you sighed. “And you can’t tell anyone.” 

“Scouts honor!” she said. “I can’t believe this. This is so cool!” 

You laughed. “Come on, I’ve got everything I need.” 

“I bet you do,” she smirked. 

**

Later that night, you were getting everything ready for the dinner. Harry would be over soon and you were just finishing everything up. You had music playing in the background as you cooked. You were nervous about tonight, especially after your conversation with your friend from earlier. 

If you were being honest with yourself, you were definitely ready to take that step with him, but you wanted to wait until you knew where this was going to go. 

The doorbell rang and you knew it was Harry. You quickly washed your hands and headed over to the door. 

“Hey,” he smiled holding a bottle of wine in his hands. 

“Hey, come on in, everything is almost ready,” you smiled. 

Harry walked in and you shut the door. He gave you a quick kiss before following you into the kitchen. 

“Need any help?” He asked. 

“You can pour the wine,” you smiled. 

“Sounds good,” he smiled going over to your cabinet and getting two wine glasses. 

“How was your day?” You asked. 

“It was okay, I had a few radio interviews,” he said. 

“Oh, how did those go?” You asked. 

“Pretty good,” he smiled. “How about you? Did you go back to work today?” 

“No, I’ve been working from home,” you sighed. “I know it seems childish, but Madison just… she irks me the wrong way and I’m just afraid that she’s going to say something and I’m gonna punch her or something.”

“Now, baby, violence is never the answer,” he laughed wrapping his arms around you. “But I do think you should go back to work because the longer you’re gone, the more it looks like she won.” 

“You’re probably right,” you sighed. 

“I am right,” he smirked. 

You rolled your eyes. “Well, Mr. Right, why don’t you go set the table and I’ll bring the food in,” you laughed. 

“So, you admit I’m your Mr. Right?” he smirked. 

“I never said that,” you laughed. 

“Oh, I think you did,” he said walking over to the table. 

You laughed shaking your head. You put everything on the table and sit down. You both start eating quickly and Harry looks over at you. 

“I’m going to Paris in a few days,” he said. “I have an appearance there on a show and I was sort of wondering if you’d want to go with me?” 

“Oh, wow, I’d love to go, but would that be the best idea for us?” You asked. “I mean, how would I go with you and not be seen?”

“I guess I didn’t think about that,” he sighed. “But I mean are we supposed to hide out forever?” 

“No,” you sighed. 

“Then come with me,” he said. “It’s going to be a big appearance for me and I want my girlfriend to be there with me, plus we’ll have some time to spend in Paris and I’d love to have you there with me.” 

You stopped eating and looked up at him. “Girlfriend?” 

Harry blushed and took a sip of his wine. “I uh… well… I mean… Aren’t you?” 

“I guess, but I didn’t know we were…at that step yet…” you blushed. 

“Well, that’s sort of my fault,” he coughed. “I never did really ask you.” 

“No, you didn’t,” you laughed. “But I would say yes if you did.” 

He smiled taking your hand. “Y/N, will you be my girlfriend and come with me to Paris?” he asked. 

“Yeah, I will,” you smiled. 

He leaned into kiss you before pulling you out of your chair and into his lap. You laughed wrapping your arms around his neck and looking down at him. 

“I really like you,” he whispered. 

“And I really like you,” you whispered. 

Harry leaned into kiss you and wrapped his arms around your waist. You deepen the kiss and tightened his grip on you. You pull back a bit and turn so that you’re straddling him. He then gets up from the chair to carry you over to the couch. You both practically fall onto the couch and start laughing. 

“Oops,” he laughed. “I tripped.” 

“Way to go,” you laughed. “Now, come here.” 

He smirked and kissed you again. It didn’t take long before you found yourself unbuttoning the rest of shirt. He leaned up a bit from the couch as he helped you take off his shirt and throw it. His hands were making their way up your thighs and sides before pulling you closer to him. He pulled away from your lips and started kissing down your neck. You closed your eyes as you tilted your head to the side. 

You felt his hands at the hem of your shirt and touching the skin underneath. You pulled back from the kiss and took it off. Harry smiled and leaned up to kiss you on the lips. You put your hands on the side of his face as you smiled into the kiss. 

A half an hour later, Harry pulled away from your neck. “W-We should probably stop,” he whispered. 

“Why?” You said kissing his neck. 

“Because…as I’m sure you can tell, I’m developing a bit of a problem,” he said. 

“Oh, right,” you blushed. “But uh… we don’t have to stop,” you whispered. 

“What? I mean, are you sure? We don’t have to do anything,” he said. 

“I know, but I want to unless you don’t,” you said. 

“It’s not that I don’t because I do, trust me I do, I just don’t want you to feel like pressured or anything,” he said. “I don’t want to rush things with you,” 

“Okay, I’m confused,” you said getting off his lap and sitting next to him on the couch. 

He tried his best to rearrange himself once you got off of him. “So, you want to have sex with me, but you’re not going to?” You asked. 

He sighed grabbing a pillow and looking over at you. “Not tonight,” he said. “I want our first time together to be a bit more romantic than this,” he said pointing to the couch. 

“We can go to my bedroom, I wasn’t exactly insinuating that we do it here,” you laughed. 

“I know, but I still want it to be more romantic,” he blushed. “And I want to know that we’re both ready for this. I don’t want us to just give in to the moment and then one of us regret it the next morning.” 

“If you’re worried about me regretting it, I wouldn’t,” you said. 

“I’m glad that you wouldn’t, but still,” he smiled taking your hand. “I would feel better if it happened a different night. I hope you’re mad…” 

“Why would I be mad?” You laughed. “It’s okay, really. I understand and I see where you’re coming from and I agree. We hadn’t really talked about it and you’re right, I think we’d both feel better about taking that step when we both are on the same page.” 

He smiled. “But I promise you, it will happen soon.” 

“Looking forward to it,” you smirked. 

**

The next morning you decided that you were going to work. You got up, dressed, and headed out the door. You weren’t exactly gung-ho on going to work, but Harry was right, the longer you avoided Madison, the more she could gloat that she won. 

When you arrived at the office, Madison wasn’t there yet, and you couldn’t be happier. You went into your office and started finishing up some things that you had been working on at home. 

A few hours later, there was a knock on the door. You opened it and it was a delivery guy holding flowers. 

“Are you Y/N?” he asked. 

“I am,” you nodded. 

“These are for you,” he smiled. 

“Oh, thank you,” you said taking them from him. It was a huge bouquet of red and pink roses. You found a card and opened it.

“I figured you might need something to brighten your first day back at the office. Meet me for lunch at noon?” - H. 

You smiled widely and put the vase on your desk. You grabbed your phone and texted him that you would meet him, but only at a cafe a few blocks away from the office. 

“What’s this?” A voice said standing in your doorway. 

You turned around and saw Madison standing there. “Well, I’m not exactly sure, but I think they’re roses,” you rolled your eyes. 

“Duh, Y/N. I meant why did you buy yourself roses,” she said. 

“I didn’t buy myself roses, they were sent to me,” you said. 

“But who?” She scoffs. 

“None of your business,” you said. 

“No need to get defensive, Y/N,” she said. “Anyway, glad to see you back at work.” 

“Thanks,” you mumbled before going back to work. 

When it came time to leave for lunch, you left your office and got in your car. You drove to the restaurant that you were meeting Harry at and walked inside. Harry was already there and sitting at a back table that was pretty private. 

He hugged you tightly when you got there before giving you a quick kiss and you two sat down at the table. Before you could even say anything to him, someone walked up to the table. You figured it was the waiter, but you quickly found out that it wasn’t. 

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” Madison smirked crossing her arms as she looked at you and Harry.