why do i keep ending up here

Okay, after Mark’s new video, “Thank You,” and a lot of sobbing, I’ve come to a conclusion tonight and I’m stealing some quotes from Jack in his Beginner’s Guide playthrough.

At the very end he [Jack] says, “They are… huge inspirations to me… It’s like, you need those people to look up to, because if you don’t have those to look up to, like…Where do you go? What happens then? Like, that’s why I look to you guys so much. You guys keep me strong every single day. If I didn’t have you here, I’d fall apart.”

And that’s exactly how it is with @markiplier @therealjacksepticeye and @crankgameplays for me. I love all three of them so much and they’re all part of why I’m still here. They’ve all saved my life and I owe them so much for it.


What to do when you really don’t want to study.

I think we’ve all been there - the class is important and you know you need to study but when you sit down you end up feeling grOSS AND YOU don’t want to. So here are some tips to overcoming that:

 Take a deep breath and reevaluate why you need to study. Try to stay positive.

  • When I’m not motivated I keep saying things like “what if I just don’t do it?” And then - surprise! - I end up not studying and suffer/regret it later. When coming up with reasons to study, try to keep it positive. Don’t say things like “if I don’t study I’ll fail the class.” Instead, say things like “if I study, I have a better chance at doing well on the exam. Future-me will be so proud of current-me.”
  • If you truly cannot find a single reason to study, set your studying aside for later and do another productive activity or take a long break.

Drill it into your mind that you really don’t need motivation to do well.

  • Even if you find the reason to study, that doesn’t necessarily mean you are very motivated. Sometimes we feel like no motivation = unable to study. This isn’t true.
  • Make a deal with yourself. Try studying for ten minutes. And actually try to study. If by the end of ten minutes you feel like you can continue studying, great! Keep going! If not, then you can take a break and do something else.

Choose a study scheduling method that works for you.

  • Some people feel great studying for hours on end once they get in "the zone.” Others feel the need to take quick breaks every half hour. Studying and scheduling methods are different for everybody! Play around with scheduling to find out what works for you.
  • In high-stress times, work (studying, assignments, etc.) can feel pretty overwhelming. To organize all the stuff you have to do, write it down! This takes some of the stress of remembering tasks off from your brain, so that your brain can focus on the more crucial things.
    • If you’re making a to-do list, keep the general list short. This way, you won’t feel overwhelmed by too many tasks. (You can keep sub-lists on separate paper/sticky notes to break down each task.)
    • If you’re making a time-table, keep your schedule loose. Give yourself buffer time to complete each task, just in case you overestimated your efficiency.
    • It’s totally okay to overestimate efficiency! - ifyou do, you learn more about yourself and how you study best.

Small (pomodoro) breaks

  • Pomodoro technique in a nutshell: 25 minute blocks of working with 5 minute breaks in between. Feel free to change the length of the blocks according to your preferences! During your breaks, you can
    • Get more water
    • Get snacks
    • Make tea/coffee
    • Stretch
    • Do a tiny bit of yoga
    • Walk around the room/building
    • Stretch
    • Five-minute meditation
    • Head massage
  • Try to avoid looking at a screen. When you look at a screen, you stimulate your brain and it won’t get its rest. Also, the internet might suck you in and your break could last longer than intended. (cough tumblr)

Long breaks

  • Sometimes I really really really really reALLY don’t want to study. Or do anything. And I feel kind of gross and am on the verge of a mental breakdown. If you feel this way, stop.
  • Take a hella deep breath. And another one. One more. Aaaaand one more just for good measure.
  • Get away from your desk. I associate desk with studying, so getting away from it helps me relax. Lie down on a bed, or move to a different room if you can. If you can get near a window, try looking into the distance to relax your brain and eyes.
  • Breathe for a couple of minutes, then evaluate how you feel. Again, try to stay positive. Instead of “I feel shitty and I don’t want to do anything,” try “I feel tired right now and resting can help me feel better.”
  • Based on this evaluation, estimate the amount of time you need to rest. If you have a lot of studying to do, try to keep it under an hour. Set a timer for the amount of time you have decided on. (remember to include buffer time!) Getting back to work on time can make you feel more productive, which conduct better productivity!
  • During a long break, do an activity that makes you feel good and takes your mind off studying. You can
    • Take a long walk. If you live near a park or a trail, try strolling around in it.
    • Eat healthy food. Junky comfort food can make you feel groggy, especially foods that are fried. Instead, try eating some fruits or nuts.
    • Take a shower/bath
    • Talk with a friend
    • Make some art
    • Enjoy a long coffee break. (avoid caffeine if you feel anxious/panicky, though)
    • Play with a pet
    • Take a power nap
    • Longer meditation/yoga
  • Again, try to avoid looking at screens. Also, avoid thinking about studying. Let yourself have the luxury of NOT THINKING ABOUT STUDYING for a while, so you can return to it with a fresh mind.

Mental health days

  • Sometimes everything is just too much and you might feel the need to stop everything for a day. If so, take a mental health day!
  • Think of mental health days as physical health days. If your body isn’t feeling well, you are allowed to stay in bed and sleep/not do anything for a day. Similarly, if your mind isn’t feeling well, you are also allowed to stay in bed and sleep/not do anything for a day.
  • Let your parents and teachers know that you don’t feel well and can’t go to school. From my experience, most teachers are pretty understanding and will let you have the day off. (You might have some work to make up later, though.)
  • Do not study on mental health days. Don’t even think about studying on mental health days. Instead, just focus on getting better. You can
    • Sleep in
    • Clean your room
    • Take a super long bath, complete with bath bombs and candles
    • Watch a good movie
    • Read a good book
    • Sing your favorite songs really loudly
    • Literally anything that (IS HEALTHY and) makes you feel good about yourself.

Study groups can keep you going, even when you kind of don’t want to

  • Setting up a time (like a date!) can keep you on track
  • Study with someone you trust to keep you accountable. Don’t study with someone you know you’re going to gossip or watch cat videos with.
  • If you really feel the need to cancel a study date, it’s ok! Just like canceling any kind of date, it’s 100% okay to back out if you feel uncomfortable.

Stay safe, stay healthy, and happy studying!

#teddy #auror #unresolved sexual tension

Prompts: @foxesandwands
Author: @queenofthyme

If you had told Harry Potter, back in his first year of Hogwarts, that he’d be sharing custody of a child with Draco Malfoy, he would have laughed. Loudly. But here he was, fifteen years later, and one of Teddy Lupin’s two legal guardians.

When Harry had accepted Remus’s offer to be Teddy’s godfather, although in the thick of war, he still never considered he’d actually have to raise someone else’s child. Teddy’s grandmother, Andromeda, had taken care of Teddy originally, which Harry was glad of - a 17 year old did not a father make. Still, he made sure to visit often. He knew what it was like to grow up without parents.

Harry wasn’t surprised that Draco visited just as often. Andromeda was his aunt after all, making Teddy his first cousin once removed.

Harry didn’t make a fuss the first time they’d bumped into each other at Andromeda’s, even though the last time they’d seen each other had been at Hogwarts, in the middle of a war, on opposite sides. He trusted Andromeda, and if she, as fiercely protective as she was, trusted Draco around Teddy, that was enough for Harry to do the same. Although, he still watched closely, curious to understand Draco’s behaviour.

Years past and Andromeda grew weary. She had already raised one child, and she was far too old to be chasing after another. As godfather, Harry knew it was his responsibility to take over as Teddy’s guardian, and no longer a teenager, he felt like he was ready. But Draco had insisted that it was he who should become guardian, as a blood relative.

They had argued like they might have back in their Hogwarts days, with taunts and snide jabs, even a  few hexes, before Andromeda put a stop to it. “How do either of you expect to raise a child if you still act like children yourselves?” She had yelled at them both, her words striking home as always.

Shared custody was Andromeda’s idea, but they both agreed it would be the best option for Teddy. He had already grown attached to both of them, and they both loved Teddy as if he was their own. On that, they were in agreement, if nothing else.

These days, they saw a lot of each other. Teddy made sure of that. They hadn’t quite reconciled all their differences, but they were civil, even polite to each other. They had to be for Teddy. But there was such a coldness to their interactions sometimes, that Harry wondered if it would be better if they just went at it, like they really wanted to. Said what they were really thinking.

Like that time when Draco dropped Teddy off at Harry’s office in the middle of a work day because he had an appointment, and Harry said, “Of course, no problem Draco. Please take your time,” but what he’d really wanted to say was, “You couldn’t have given me some warning so I could plan my day around this, you inconsiderate prat?”

Or the time Draco had taken Teddy on holiday and returned a day later than expected, and Harry said, “That’s okay, Draco, I’m glad you’re both back. I’m sure Teddy had a great time,” but what he’d really wanted to say was, “I thought you were both dead you selfish jerk, you never thought to owl ahead to let me know?”

Or last week when Draco had to reschedule their agreed custody routine because he had a date on Thursday night and Harry said, “Hope you have a lovely night,” but what he’d really wanted to say was, “I hope your date throws wine in your face and leaves you with the bill.”

It’s not like Teddy didn’t know what was going on. He was a perceptive kid. The whole situation was ridiculous.

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“Does it hurt anymore?” A tribute to Cody Christian’s character Theo Raeken.

Plenty of people were convinced that Theo Raeken would not make an appearance in the final episode of Teen Wolf. Plenty of them thought that Theo Raeken was going to die in episode 19. However, he was neither in episode 19 nor died whilst taking a bullet for Malia with Stiles shouting her name, as so many spoilers indicated. This merely proves that we should not be too keen on believing what we read on the Internet.

We see Theo in his truck, talking to Scott on his phone. The Alpha asked the chimera for help. That’s why he is on his way to the hospital. Old Theo would not have done so. Old Theo would have long been gone, selfishly only saving his own ass. However, Old Theo literally is gone. We will learn what that means later on, once Theo has arrived at Beacon Hills Hospital.

Liam is there, confronted by several hunters with guns aimed at him. His situation seems hopeless, but the elevator doors fling open and Theo pulls the beta inside. The doors close before the hunters’ bullets can do any harm. This certainly brings the Thiam scene in 6x09 to mind where Theo pushed Liam into the elevator and became the bait himself, ready to risk his life lest the beta was taken.

This time, however, they are both in the elevator, staring at each other.

What are you doing here?”  Liam asks.
“I was just asking myself the same thing,”

 Theo simply replies. The chimera wants to help. He is ready to fight the hunters, to keep Scott’s pack safe. He is ready to keep Scott’s beta safe. We can literally feel the tension between Theo and Liam in these few seconds inside the confinement of the elevator.

A heads up for Thiam-fans: Jeff Davis actually was wondering himself why they did not kiss in the end. Khylin Rhambo mentioned that during the screening, everyone thought that “they were gonna do it”. Cody and Dylan obviously enjoyed working together and their chemistry is amazing, no matter if you would like to see Theo and Liam as an actual couple or friends. They were definitely bonding. Cody and Dylan loved the fans’ response to their bromance. Dylan is like a little brother to Cody and the only thing we could possibly regret is that Theo and Liam did not have the chance to develop their friendship a tiny bit sooner.

I’m not dying for you.

–– I’m not dying for you either. But I will… fight with you.

Okay. That’s fine.

 Although they do not say so, we just know that they care about each other. They would probably not even admit that they do. They are a team and respect one another. The doors open and we finally see these two in action again. Their eyes glow, razor sharp fangs and claws emerge. THIAM are ready to fight. And they fight in unison.

Their fighting scene is yet another highlight of the finale. As I said in one of my previous articles, Theo and Liam are strong alone, but lethal when they join forces.

These two, who were so reluctant to even be in the same room together at the beginning (just think about their scenes in front of the hospital and Liam wanting to use Theo as bait), slowly began to trust each other. Everyone needs someone they can count on, someone who does not question anything they do.

However, both are injured in the fight. One of the teenage hunters, Gabe, takes several bullets by mistake. He is in excruciating pain, moribund. The teenager is bleeding to death. 

And here comes Theo’s triumphant scene. Theo approaches Gabe, who’s lying in a puddle of his own blood. “It hurts,” he says. His voice is brittle.

Theo takes Gabe’s arm. “You can’t take the pain if you don’t care,” Mason told him in episode 18. This time, however, Theo shows kindness. Dark veins emerge on Gabe’s arm, drawn to Theo’s hand. He takes Gabe’s pain away. He knows what it is like to care. 

Does it hurt anymore?
-       No.

The chimera’s redemption arc is completed. He proved how altruistic he has become. Theo does not only care about himself anymore. Theo has a heart. Cody Christian shows that he does.

Now I am not surprised that this was Cody’s favourite scene. It was emotional, sad but also an act of kindness. Theo hardly knew Gabe at all. Gabe was one of the hunters. Yet, he proved that he cares.

Now we have allies that used to be enemies. We have protectors, we have friends willing to fight for us.

Theo has proven himself. He is an ally the pack can count on. It is a bit sad that quite a few questions remain unanswered. I would have loved to find out more about Theo’s childhood. How he ended up with the dread doctors. How he became the first chimera, why he stopped caring. I would have loved to see Liam offer him a place to stay since he can’t stay in his truck forever. Or Theo helping Liam handle his anger issues. 

Nevertheless, Theo Raeken is fine. He is out there, safe and sound. Driving around in his truck. Maybe he even joins Liam, Mason and Corey to play some video games from time to time. He’s still a teenager after all. Sometimes you just need to have some fun, right?

Thank you, Cody, for bringing Theo Raeken to life. It was you who assured with your outstanding performance that this character was not killed off, as originally intended. I cannot wait to see what’s next for Cody. He is destined for greatness and people just need to realize it. He, as so many others out there, inspires people every day. He creates something we can indulge in. Something we will never forget. It is not only the story that made us adore Teen Wolf, but the actors behind it all. People who make you feel better when you have a bad day. Thank you for all these amazing years.

anonymous asked:

I still think this is veeerrrry creepy but the reason why Jarod looks like the writer was explained by Grace Kraft on twitter. Apperently it was supposed to be a joke between the team but yeah the joke just ended up being creepy and a bad choice.

Here it is for everyone else:

Yeah, this is what I figured, because I started getting annoyed by all the people calling the guy a pedophile. He and the rest of the reboot staff are just, clearly, INCREDIBLY dense.

Obviously it doesn’t make it any less creepy (I mean, he is the one who keeps writing “himself” into the episodes…), and I do hope they learn a lesson from this and just cut the character out of the show.

Ride Me Baby *Part 3* (Harry Styles Mature Mini Series)

Originally posted by hipsterharrey

Hiya guys, so finally I’m getting this chapter up. I am beyond over whelmed with the feedback ive been getting from this series and I cant be more thankful for you guys reading it and enjoying it! I hope you enjoy this chapter! –K


Word Count: 5,869

As I stood there speechless staring at Kendall as she was staring at Harry then glaring back at me like I had done something wrong. Has Harry been cheating on me with her this whole time? My heart started to sink at the thought. Harry and Kendall did date for a while but broke up because of the public always stalking them or taking pictures 24/7, so for all I know Harry might still have feelings for her and sleeping with her behind everyone’s backs. And by his reaction it seemed like he was happy to see her, even though I was standing right there. “Your faces are priceless, cant believe you fell for that one” Kendall started to laugh uncontrollably as she stood clapping her hands applauding her performance. “What the fuck Ken?” Harry’s face slightly changed into a crooked smile as he joined in with her laughter. “What are you doing here? Please come in” He steps backwards as she walked into our room, with her long legs and flat stomach that was on show under her crop top. She is so beautiful, why did he leave her for me? “Y/N?” My head shot up as I was startled out of my train of thought. “Sorry?” “How are you doing sweetie?” Kendall came over to great me with a hug, which I accepted. I had to. Ive never really sat down and got to know Kendall to know what she is like. She is so sweet and polite, I have no hate against her. But for some reason I don’t like her either. “Im good thanks how are you?” “Good, how are you guys enjoying your trip?” “Yeah its great, Y/N has always wanted to come here so I surprised her for our anniversary” Harry butted in as we walked into our kitchen. “Oh my god I’m so sorry I interrupted, I seen that you guys were here so I thought it would be rude not to come down and say hi” She giggled as her stare as with Harry through out the whole conversation. Now I know why I don’t like her. “Aw thank you for popping in Ken” His stare was with her, again. I don’t know whether I’m reading too much into this situation but with the atmosphere it seemed like he was glad to see her or something, I don’t know.

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[KOR/ENG LYRICS] Tomorrow by BTS


같은 날, 같은 달
24/7 매번 반복되는 매 순간
어중간한 내 삶
20 대의 백수는 내일이 두려워 참
웃기지 어릴 땐 뭐든
가능할거라 믿었었는데
하루를 벌어 하루를 사는게
빠듯하단 걸 느꼈을 때
내내 기분은 컨트롤 비트,
계속해서 다운되네
매일매일이 Ctrl+C, Ctrl+V
반복 되네

갈길은 먼데
왜 난 제자리니
답답해 소리쳐도
허공의 메아리
내일은 오늘보다는 뭔가 다르길
난 애원할 뿐야

니 꿈을 따라가 like breaker
부서진대도 oh better
니 꿈을 따라가 like breaker
무너진대도 oh
뒤로 달아나지마 never

해가 뜨기 전 새벽이
가장 어두우니까
먼 훗날에 넌 지금의 널
절대로 잊지 마
지금 니가 어디 서 있든
잠시 쉬어가는 것일 뿐
포기하지 마 알잖아

너무 멀어지진 마 tomorrow
멀어지진 마 tomorrow
너무 멀어지진 마 tomorrow

우리가 그토록 기다린
내일도 어느새
눈을 떠보면
어제의 이름이 돼
내일은 오늘이 되고
오늘은 어제가 되고
내일은 어제가 되어
내 등 뒤에 서있네
삶은 살아지는게 아니라 살아내는 것,
그렇게 살아내다가
언젠간 사라지는 것
멍 때리다간 너, 쓸려가
If you ain’t no got the guts, trust
어차피 다 어제가 되고 말 텐데
하루하루가 뭔 의미 겠어
행복해지고, 독해지고 싶었는데
왜 자꾸 약해지기만 하지 계속
나 어디로 가,
여기로 가고 저기로 가도
난 항상 여기로 와
그리 흘러가긴 하겠지 어디론가,
끝이 있긴 할까 이 미로가

갈 길은 먼데
왜 난 제자리니
답답해 소리쳐도
허공의 메아리
내일은 오늘보다는 뭔가 다르길
난 애원할 뿐야

니 꿈을 따라가 like breaker
부서진대도 oh better
니 꿈을 따라가 like breaker
무너진대도 oh
뒤로 달아나지마 never

해가 뜨기 전 새벽이
가장 어두우니까
먼 훗날에 넌 지금의 널
절대로 잊지 마
지금 니가 어디 서 있든
잠시 쉬어가는 것일 뿐
포기 하지 마 알잖아

너무 멀어지진 마 tomorrow

Tomorrow, 계속 걸어
멈추기엔 우린 아직 너무 어려
Tomorrow, 문을 열어
닫기엔 많은 것들이 눈에 보여
어두운 밤이 지나면
밝은 아침도 있듯이,
알아서 내일이 오면
빛이 비추니,
걱정은 하지 말아줘
이건 정지가 아닌
니 삶을 쉬어가는
잠시 동안의 일시 정지
엄지를 올리며
니 자신을 재생해
모두 보란 듯이

니 꿈을 따라가 like breaker
부서진대도 oh better
니 꿈을 따라가 like breaker
무너진대도 oh
뒤로 달아나지마 never

해가 뜨기 전 새벽이
가장 어두우니까
먼 훗날에 넌 지금의 널
절대로 잊지 마
지금 니가 어디 서 있든
잠시 쉬어가는 것일 뿐
포기 하지 마 알잖아

너무 멀어지진 마 tomorrow
멀어지진 마 tomorrow
너무 멀어지진 마 tomorrow


Same day, same moon
24/7, every moment repeats itself
My life is mediocre
The jobless in his 20s is afraid of tomorrow
It’s funny, when I was young I believed anything was possible
But when I realized that living hand to mouth was difficult
I keep feeling like the ‘Control’ beat,
It keeps getting downloaded
Every day is like Ctrl+C, Ctrl+V
It keeps repeating

There’s a long way to go
But why am I still standing in place
Although I scream out in frustration
All it is, is an echo in the void
Let tomorrow be different from today
That’s all I’m begging for

Follow your dream, like breaker
Even if you break, oh better
Follow your dream, like breaker
Even if it crumbles down, oh
Don’t run backwards, never

Because the dawn just before the sunrise
Is the darkest
Even in the far future, don’t ever forget
The you of right now
No matter where you’re standing right now
You’re just resting for a while
Don’t give up, you know it

Don’t get too far away, tomorrow
Don’t get far away, tomorrow
Don’t get too far away, tomorrow

Even the tomorrow that we’ve waited so long for, suddenly,
When your open your eyes
It takes the name of yesterday
Tomorrow becomes today,
Today becomes yesterday.
Tomorrow becomes yesterday and
Is standing behind my back.
Life isn’t living, but surviving,
Surviving like that,
then one day disappearing
If you stay in a daze you’ll get swept away
If you ain’t no got the guts, trust
It’ll all end up becoming yesterday,
So what’s the point of each day
I wanted to become happy, become tough,
But why do I keep getting weaker
Where do I go,
Even though I go here and there
I always end up back here
Yes, I’ll probably flow along somewhere,
Does this maze even have an end

There’s a long way to go
But why am I still standing in place
Although I scream out in frustration
All it is, is an echo in the void
Let tomorrow be different from today
That’s all I’m begging for

Follow your dream, like breaker
Even if you break, oh better
Follow your dream, like breaker
Even if it crumbles down, oh
Don’t turn and run away, never

Because the dawn just before the sunrise
Is the darkest
Even in the far future, don’t ever forget
The you of right now
No matter where you’re standing right now
You’re just resting for a while,
Don’t give up, you know it

Don’t get too far away, tomorrow.

Tomorrow, keep walking
We’re too young to stop just yet
Tomorrow, open the door
We can see too many things to shut it.
Just like after the dark night
Comes the bright morning,
When tomorrow comes
The light will automatically shine
So don’t worry
This isn’t a stop,
But just a short pause
While you take a break from your life
Raise your thumb and
Play yourself
So that everyone can see

Follow your dream, like breaker
Even if you break, oh better
Follow your dream, like breaker
Even if it crumbles down, oh
Don’t turn and run away, never

Because the dawn just before the sunrise
Is the darkest
Even in the far future, don’t ever forget
The you of right now
No matter where you’re standing right now
You’re just resting for a while,
Don’t give up, you know (it)

Don’t get too far away, tomorrow
Don’t get far away, tomorrow
Don’t get too far away, tomorrow

(*T/N: Refers to Big Sean’s ‘Control’, which is a diss track that started a conflict between rappers. The beat was downloaded and used by many underground Korean rappers to diss their opponents. One of the songs was called “Ctrl+alt+del*2”, which might be why he added the “Ctrl+C, Ctrl+V” part. Also, the word ‘downloaded’ is the same word used to express ‘feeling down’ in Korean, so the lyrics are a wordplay to show how depressed he feels.)

Trans cr; Yein @ bts-trans

carried on the breeze [you’ll never find me]

inspired by this post from @stranger-who-writes-fiction

kara has flown myriad out into space,

and alex has gone after her in that damn pod. sure, getting the thing to space wasn’t a problem - reentery however was where things were going more than a little screwy. in no seconds flat  alex finds herself in a falling deathtrap with her unconscious sister draped mostly uncomfortably across her.

this pod was not meant for two.

nor, apparently, is it meant for rouge humans hijacking and then flying it, poorly but still functionally, into space to save their superhero little sisters. yet, alex had done it anyway.

and now, well, with the planet rapidly rising up to meet them, alex realizes the steering is gone. realizes that the best she can hope for is sending out some sort of signal and hoping that wherever they landed…the deo finds them first.

too bad it was going to be a water landing. which, god, that wasn’t what alex wants. any type of crash landing would probably kill her on impact, but at least crashing into some sort of land might ensure kara’s survival. kara who is still unconscious.

alex knows she has seconds left to come up with a plan. she’s feeling a little ill, the pod spinning around and with one arm holding kara to her chest, alex is left to crane her neck over her little sisters shoulder just to look at the console.

her eye catches a red button.

under the console, hidden from the normal line of sight - alex has to wonder if red buttons hold the same meaning on every plant. alex has to wonder why she never asked.

[to be fair, it’s an obscure question, but god, alex wishes she’d had  the foresight to see this coming]

what she doesn’t see coming are the clouds, the fog that seems to be way too high in the atmosphere, plunging the pod and the danvers sisters into a grey half light.

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The Council [Chapter 1: The Body]

Originally posted by timetoemptythetrash

Chapter 1: The Body

A/N: Mature series. Mentions of crime, death, violence & sex.

Mini Masterlist

Standard work hours are long over but your profession is far from ordinary. It is in the dead of night where the true monsters come out to play, feeding and existing only in the shadows. It is there, hidden that they find their strength.

You are no stranger to such a lifestyle. Just as they do, you live under a dark sheath, thinly cloaked by nothing more than a name that is not your own to protect you.

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Originally posted by kittycheshirestuff

Summary: You are sent out into modern day Cairnholm to find a new boy on the island, Jake Portman, and Enoch is not happy about it or the fact that he’s here.

Note: This is mainly based off the movie as it’s just a little bit easier to visualise. Has some aspects of the book though. Also, Fin Macmillan… Bless him. Enjoy! x

Today was September 3rd, it always was. Living in a loop did make life seem a little bit boring, seeing the same people every day and everything happening at the same time every time. You hadn’t been in the loop long, maybe a couple of months at most. You were by far the youngest in the home, but you didn’t look it. You were 16, and looked it, whereas Olive looked 7, but was 75. Miss Peregrine used this to everyone’s advantage as you could spend more time outside the loop and keep tabs on the people in modern day Cairnholm.

You only went out about once a week to go around and chat with some of the townsfolk. It was obvious that you weren’t from Wales, your accent was different, but they didn’t pay you any mind after a while. You, more times than you’d like to admit, would dream about home and how nice it would be for you to lay down in your bed and talk with your friends. But you knew that you were safer here, away from the wights and hollowgasts.

“Y/n,” you heard your name being called from the kitchen. Getting up off the sofa, you made your way to the kitchen.

“Yes Miss Peregrine?” you asked, popping your head into the kitchen where the Bird was. You noticed that Enoch was in the kitchen as well, cutting carrots in the corner for tonight’s dinner. Hopefully he wouldn’t make it come alive like last time.

“I saw a young fellow on the ferry this morning. I believe that he is Abe’s grandson. Would you be a dear and bring him here? I would like to meet him,” she said.

“Today?” you asked, fidgeting with the hem of your dress.

“Yes. As soon as possible,” she said.

“Yes Miss Peregrine.”

Turning back around, you made your way upstairs to the bedroom that you shared with Olive. Getting on your knees, you reached under your bed, pulling out your suitcase of things. You smiled when you pulled out your blue skinny jeans. Unfortunately, you had to wear era-appropriate clothing so you never looked suspicious, so any opportunity to put on your jeans again felt like a blessing.

Pulling off your dress, you quickly shimmied on your jeans, a t-shirt, and a rain coat.

“So you’re going into town?”

You looked over at the door to find Enoch waiting.  

“Yeah,” you said. “You heard the bird; as soon as possible.”

He was silent, which was quite unusual for Enoch. He always had something to say. Usually not nice, but it was something. You had an interesting relationship. You would call yourselves ‘somewhat friends’, you greet each other when you see the other, and sometimes you’ll watch him with his dolls when there’s nothing else to do. But other than that, you didn’t have many social interactions. His bedroom was next to yours and Olive’s, so you bumped into him more than most.

“I’ll be back soon,” you said, pushing past him into the hallway.

“What if you get hurt?” he asked, following you down the stairs.

“I’ll be fine Enoch,” you said, a bit annoyed. “I’m almost a grown woman. I’d be able to vote in a year if I was still aging.”

He scowled at you and you glared back. What was with him today? He never cared if you went back into modern day, in fact, when you first knew him, you thought he’d want you to stay there after every visit. But in full honesty, who would want to stay in Cairnholm? It hadn’t changed since the stone ages.

“Just watch your back,” he said, his accent strong. He walked back to the kitchen, probably to finish dinner.

“Will do,” you muttered to yourself opening the front door to the home.

It took a bit of effort to get the boy, Jake, to Miss Peregrine. He had run away after you entered the loop and started a riot in the pub. You had to pull him out of it, narrowly escaping yourself and almost exposing your peculiarity. Miss Peregrine was ecstatic to see him as was Emma, though the news of Abe’s death hit her hard.

You watched him and Miss Peregrine walk around the grounds, she was probably giving a similar explanation of peculiarity to the one that you got when you first entered the loop.

“Are you going to keep watching him? That’s kind of creepy,” Enoch said, entering the room.

You looked back at him, glaring.

“Fine then,” you said, “I’ll just go read a book in the library.”

“Sounds boring,” he said, as you made your way to the door.

“It’s better than being here with you right now,” you said.

He blocked the exit with his hand. “You don’t mean that.”

You looked up at him angrily. He was right, you didn’t mean it. But you couldn’t let him know it or you’d never hear the end of it. You tried your hardest to keep you face stern, but you faltered. A cocky smirk spread across his face, the same signature one he has every time he won an argument.

“Let me out Enoch,” you said, looking at him straight in the eye.

“And why would I do that?” he asked.

We looked at each other for a moment. He began to lean down, his eyes scanning mine for a response. As our lips touched, I couldn’t deny the jolt of energy that ran through me. It was only for a split second though.

“And this is – oh!” we both pulled back immediately at the sound of Miss Peregrine’s voice. She was standing at the door with Jake. “This is Enoch,” Miss Peregrine said, gesturing to the Scotsman beside me, who looked a bit flustered to say the least. Enoch gave him a slight nod of acknowledgment.

“Enoch, shouldn’t you be preparing dinner?” Miss Peregrine asked, eyeing him.

“Yes Miss Peregrine,” he said. He shot me a quick smile. We’ll finish this later, he mouthed before pushing past the headmistress and Jake. I could hear his heavy footsteps on the staircase.

“And you have already met y/n.”

I gave him a shy wave, before Miss Peregrine moved him along to another room. She sent me a warning glance as she closed the door behind her, leaving me alone with my thoughts. A silly smile found its way onto my face as I replayed the kiss in my head. I’d never imagined it happening, but I’m glad that it did.

When We Collide (Part 5)

Pairing: Assistant!Y/N/CEO!Luke

Rating: PG-All

Parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4

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

”No way! Seriously? They really kicked you out of college?”

You rolled your eyes and glared over at Nicole for being the gossip snitch, something she had been her whole life but you really had wished she would have kept this to yourself just for a while. It was, after all, pretty humiliating when you thought about it.

“You sound like you’re surprised, Joey.” You commented with a glimpse in the eye and lifted your beer up to your mouth, letting the taste explode your senses and cool down your pre-sweating forehead.

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Wicked Games (1)

Originally posted by baekhyunstolemyeyeliner

Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6

Inspired by Wicked Games - The Weeknd  

“So tell me you love me
(Only for tonight, only for the night)
Even though you don’t love me”

References to song lyrics will be written in bold.

Warnings: Angst, Smut, Swearing, Drug abuse.

Member: Sehun


It was like a drug, the way the music controlled your body’s movements. The way it forcefully entered your soul and became master of your mind, taking you on a high that no other drug could do. Dancing was always your passion since you could remember and you knew that you wanted to spend the rest of your life doing it.

But not like this.

Your life hadn’t turned out the way you had wanted it to. Losing your parents at a young age, you were thrown into an orphanage because you had no other family who wanted to look after you. After you reached 18 and it was time to look after yourself, this was the only thing. You struggled at school, but dancing helped. Your dream was to go to the most prestigious dancing school in the country, your life was centered around going there and you were confident that you would be able to make it there, but life was cruel and you couldn’t afford the fees. 

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Been drawing these over the last few days for my bf, based on stuff we’ve been talking about throughout the day (I draw one cheeb a day~), be it headcanons, shenanigans or simply fluffy shipping stuff <33

Figured I could share the first bunch, seeing how there will be more~ uvu
Don’t take these too serious, though dfjöasdf There are some crack ships that we enjoy regardless of them making sense or not, we just wanna have fun :’3

My fave has to be “Bling Bling” cuz we love gold and pretty much turned everything in our games gold XD


Based off the song Oops by Little Mix feat. Charlie Puth

Word Count: 568

Warnings: Implied smut kinda. Fluff

A/N: This kinda turned into one of those drabbles where I didn’t actually define the pairing. So you can decide who you want this to be with. Dean, Sam, Cas, someone from another fandom, whoever you’re crushing on at the moment… All I know is that this song is absolutely adorable!!

Version en Español: Oops

Y/N and I are just friends.

Yeah. Friends.

That’s it. We tried the dating thing and both decided that we were better off as friends.

So yeah. Friends.

Then why do I keep waking up in her bed?

But we’re still just friends.

You know, the kind of friends who sometimes, maybe, every once in a while, no big deal, might backslide.

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Short . Prompts

  • “Whose dog is that?”
  • “I’m gonna need you to calm down.”
  • “Power’s out on the whole block.”
  • “So… why do you keep your closet locked?”
  • “This day can’t end any faster.”
  • “You have the cutest nose.”
  • “Looks like you have a secret admirer.”
  • “Do you love him/her more?”
  • “Please, stop it.”
  • “You can’t go in there!”
  • “Oh, just shut up already.”
  • “You know what? I don’t care!”
  • “There’s a huge-ass spider on the ceiling.”
  • “You believe me, don’t you?”
  • “The hot water’s not working.”
  • “You’re scared of me… aren’t you?”
  • “Morning, sleepyhead. I made coffee.”
  • “You love me, don’t you?”
  • “You didn’t tell me you had a dog!”
  • “There’s a storm rolling in. You scared?”
  • “Don’t do that.”
  • “Just get out of here.”
  • “I can’t stop thinking about you.”
  • “I made cookies… want some?”
  • “You’re an asshole.”
  • “Don’t give up on us. Please.”
  • “It’s too cold to go outside.”
  • “You got a death wish?”
  • “I know you know.”
  • “I just wanna be your friend.”
  • “Stop yelling at me!”
  • “That’s it. I’m calling the police.”
  • “I didn’t know you smoked.”
  • “I thought you said there’d be alcohol.”
  • “You’re the only one I want.”
  • “I wish I never met you.”
  • “You can’t just keep pretending things are fine!”
  • “Guess who bought silly string!?”
  • “Did you steal that?”
  • “Can I buy you a coffee?”
  • “Let me make it up to you.”
  • “Stop talking. Now.”
  • “I don’t think we can be friends anymore.”
Chapter 9: I just shot someone // Shawn Mendes

Chapter 1:https://welldamnshawn.tumblr.com/post/165861136790/chapter-1-youre-going-to-wish-wed-never-been

Chapter 2:https://welldamnshawn.tumblr.com/post/166035402061/chapter-2-why-did-you-come-here-shawn-mendes

Chapter 3:https://welldamnshawn.tumblr.com/post/166104883601/chapter-3-ill-take-my-chances-shawn-mendes

Chapter 4:https://welldamnshawn.tumblr.com/post/166172386006/chapter-4-i-want-you-to-want-me-because-im-me

Chapter 5: https://welldamnshawn.tumblr.com/post/166248497496/chapter-5-were-a-perfect-match-shawn-mendes

Chapter 6: https://welldamnshawn.tumblr.com/post/166317428186/chapter-6-how-could-i-have-done-this-to-my

Chapter 7: https://welldamnshawn.tumblr.com/post/166496245691/chapter-7-i-like-you-as-a-good-girl-shawn

Chapter 8: https://welldamnshawn.tumblr.com/post/166865465451/chapter-8-i-want-us-to-be-soulmates-shawn

Authors note: Double update?? I THINK YES

Recap: “You’re flaws are my flaws and your problems will be my problems. Soulmate’s are a team Shawn and I want to try if you want to try, no matter who’s trying to break us apart.”

His hands are now on my waist, the heat transferring to my own skin.

“I want to try.”

“Really?” I grin, my excitement shining through.

“I want us to be soulmates. I believe that we could be perfect together.”

I’m kissing him again.

Someone was shaking my shoulder, trying to pull me out of a deep sleep. I groan, moving towards the source of warmth that was laying next to me on the double bed. Shawn.

“Y/n.” He whispers harshly and I groan, trying to tuck myself into his chest as he lays on his side next to me.

“Let me sleep.” I mumble, letting my head rest against where his heart was, the steady thump lulling me to sleep again.

“I can’t princess, I think… I think they found us.” The fear in his voice has my eyes fluttering open.

After lunch yesterday, Shawn and I had relaxed around the house, simply enjoying each other’s company. By the end of the night, Shawn had willingly let me fall asleep next to him, his arm chucked securely around my waist.

Now however, the faint moonlight falling through the window illuminated the anxiousness in his eyes. I sit up, the blankets lying around my waist and the cool air causing goose bumps to form on my bare arms.

“Why do you think that?” I ask him, keeping my voice low.

“I heard a car pull up; no one else knows we’re here.” He gets out of bed, chucking on a hoodie and passing me his black zip up jacket.

“What are we going to do if it is them?” I dare to ask, feeling the fear rise in my chest until it feels like I might start hyperventilating.

“We’re going to run, if we get separated…” His back is to me but his gaze is locked on something outside the window.

“If we get separated..” I prompt him, worry filling my veins.

“You run okay?” He faces me again, rushing over to me where I sit on the bed. His hand lifts my chin so I look him in the eyes. “You don’t worry about me, you just run until you find somewhere safe. Listen to your head. Don’t do anything stupid. I’ll find you once everything’s calm.”

“Why can’t I come back to find you?”

“If it the Libertas, if it is Jeremy,” he takes a deep breath in. “They will not hesitate to hurt you to get back at me alright?”

I nod hesitantly, and his other hand raises to cup the side of my face as he quickly kisses me. He straightens back up before heading to the door, turning to look at me as he leaves me with parting words.

“Hide under the bed, don’t come out until I tell you to.”

The door clicks shut.

It’s been nearly 5 minutes of me hiding on the wooden floors under the bed. I hadn’t heard anything and I was beginning to wonder if anyone was actually at our house anymore.

Then the yelling began. Something smashes and I flinch, wondering if Shawn was the one to cause the damage or if someone was damaging him.

I can’t make out the words being shouted. I hold my breath, hoping for the best.

Then there was the gun shot.

I scramble out from under the bed, rushing straight for the door, pulling it open and right into the arms of Tommy.

“Hey there.” He grins at me, gripping my arms so tightly that I knew there would be bruises. I try to tug myself out of his grip but Tommy isn’t having it. He shoves me down the hallway, never letting go of me.

He pushes me through a doorway, into the small lounge room where Shawn and I had sat on the couch, watching re-runs of cartoons.

I should have listened to Shawn. There on the couch sat Jeremy, a cigarette hanging from his lips. My nose scrunches in disgust from the smell. My eyes catch Shawn’s. He’s on the opposite side of the room, two of Jeremy’s men keeping him on his knees, his hands tied behind his back.

“Well look at that, I was right.” Jeremy smirks and my gaze flicks back to him.

“That’s a first.” I growl. Tommy was blocking the only exit from the room, my only escape route. Shawn was tied up in the corner, surrounded by two bulky men who looked like they could, and would, squish me into pulp if I dared try to help him.

Jeremy ignores me. “One little gunshot and your girlfriend comes running to save the day. Or should I say soulmate.”

Shawn tries to wriggle out of the ropes at Jeremy’s words but one nod from their leader has one of the men knocking Shawn over the head, his movements ceasing.

“What is your problem?” I hiss, turning away from Shawn’s hunched over figure, knowing that if I kept looking at him I would burst into tears.

“Just trying to get even, Sunshine.” How a man could be so vindictive, I didn’t know. “Shawn should know better than to go against the Libertas, especially for a soulmate which he supposedly should have disposed of.”

A flash of metal shines in the low lighting. I freeze, watching as Jeremy raises the gun, pointing it right at me lazily.

“No!” Shawn yells hoarsely from where he kneels and I feel like I’m going to be sick.

“I guess I should have been the one to know that Shawn’s always been waiting for his match. Now I’m just going to do what he never had the guts to.”

Shawn struggles out of their hold, standing to his feet as he swings his head back, colliding with the jaw of one of the men.

“Don’t worry Shawn, you won’t miss her, you can find someone much more suitable.” Jeremy grins and I feel rage begin to burn in my stomach.

“Any last words Sunshine?”

“I hope you burn in hell you sick fu-“

“Aye, no bad language thank you.” Jeremy grins maliciously at me but his gaze snaps to Shawn who’s managed to knock both of the men unconscious.

“Tommy!” Jeremy turns to call his other back up and while he’s distracted I grab the mug off the coffee table and race at him, smashing the mug over his head.

The gun clutters to the floor and I race to pick it up while Jeremy clutches his bleeding scalp.

“Stop!” I shout, pointing the weapon at the Libertas leader who pauses. Shawn and Tommy freeze, Shawn’s eyes wide.

“Don’t move.” I order them, the gun shaking in my hands. “Come here.” I call Shawn and he walks slowly over to me, almost as if not to startle me. “I don’t have anything to cut you free.” I mutter, eyeing the zip ties that keep his hands behind his back.

“Don’t stress.” He murmurs back to me, moving so he’s beside me.

“Both of you. Get on the floor.” I tell the other two, keeping the gun on Jeremy.

“Okay, okay just don’t shoot.” Jeremy says calmly and they move to kneel but in a flash, Jeremy runs at me. Panicking, I pull the trigger and a gunshot is heard. Tommy shouts something but I can’t hear it over the blood rushing in my ears.

“Y/n?” Shawn tries to move closer to me to protect me from seeing the bleeding man on the floor but I still see. I still see the blood staining through his shirt on his lower abdomen, slowly leaking onto the floor.

“Shawn.” My voice rasps. I can’t think. I just shot someone.

He begins to push me gently toward the doorway and I move, holding the gun limply in my hands.

“Grab the scissors.”

I follow his instructions, getting them out of the top drawer and snipping the ties.

“Call the police.”

He runs back into the lounge room and he shouts something, Tommy shouting back.

My hands shake while I ring the cops, telling the voice on the other line what they need to know. She tells me there is help five minutes away. I don’t reply. All I can see is the moment I pulled the trigger and Jeremy falling to the ground.

The phone drops to floor and so do I, curling my knees to my chest I stay there, tears trailing down my face.

“I just shot someone.”

Originally posted by kdrauhl

Dialogue Prompts

1. “If you keep staring at them I swear to god I will slap you.” 

2. “Why are you here, it’s like three in the morning.” “I missed you.” 

3. “I’m starting to think you like getting hurt.” 

4. “What did you lose this time?” “My pride.” 

5. “Stop acting out Grease Lightning on the top of my car, I have somewhere to be!” 

6. “Thanks for this.” “D-did you just thank me? I’m must be hearing things, oh my god is the world ending, no it has” “Shut up.” 

7. “What’re you doing?!” “I’m running late, so move I need to shower too.” 

8. “Come lay on top of me, I’m cold.” 

9. “I’m bleeding.” “I CAN SEE THAT!” 

10. “You’re cute when you smile.” “Was that a compliment?” 

namjoon scenario | blushes from a rose

Originally posted by samwol

prompt: We go to a school for supernatural creatures, and you’re the cutest witch I’ve ever seen, but you’re also kind of intimidating and I’m too scared to talk to you…

pairing: witch namjoon x nymph reader

requested by anon | 1.2k words | fluff

It was a mistake to tell your friends about your crush.

Now every time, Kim Namjoon (cutest witch in Colby’s Conjuring Academy for Superb Supernatural Creatures) walks past they begin giggling and poking you in the ribs. And Namjoon’s noticed. When your friends make a commotion, his piercing gaze fixes your way. You always dart your eyes to the ground when he does so, cheeks flushing the same colour as the roses you can create from your fingertips.

Still, your friends refuse to leave you to your botany books, and the growing collection of potted plants in your dorm room. They want to set you up with Namjoon, and they’ll take every chance they get, pushing you to speak with him. Of course, you never take the chance. You’re the shy nymph no one notices, at one with nature to the extent that you fade into the background, while Namjoon is your opposite - eye-catching, bright and bold, with his colourful talismans and died hair. He’d never like you, the way you like him.

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First Time

Request:  can i request a smut/fluff where it’s both carl and the reader’s first time?? i love your blog and your stories so much, keep up the good work 💞💞

a/n: Hey long time no see! I’ve been super duper busy and along with all of that I’ve been ill recently but here I’m back, another fic will be up tomorrow I promise! I proof read half of this I ended up not doing the other half so if one half makes no sense then lol you know why. Also the italics are what has happened previously :))) xo

Summary: You and Carl are both virgins and when Carl tells you an embarrassing story of his, it leads to you and Carl becoming closer than ever.

They lay side by side on Carl’s bed as he read a comic to her. He read the comic more than once to her and they continued to lay there, laughing and talking.

“Seriously it was one of the most embarrassing moments of my life.” Carl laughs and so does (Y/n) when he tells her the story of how he walked in on his dad and Michonne having sex.

“But what did you do after, like, did you run out of the room?” She asks as she looks up at him. He smiles.

“Of course I did, I had Judith in my arms and I went to ask him where her bottles were and well- I went downstairs and waited for them to get dressed. It was horrific.” Carl laughs and so does (Y/n). When their laughing calms down they both sigh and stare up at the ceiling. They sit in silence for a while as they enjoy each others company.

“Do you ever think about it?” Carl mutters, unexpectedly, and (Y/n)’s eyebrows furrow as she turns her head to look at Carl.

“What? About your Dad and Michonne having sex?” (Y/n )smirks and Carl smiles at her, shakes his head, and sighs.

“No, about um…um.” He stutters and has troubling finishing the sentence. He didn’t know how to tell her.

“Sex? Of course I have.” She goes quiet as she blushes a crimson colour and Carls heartbeat quickens within his body. He breaths deeply as he closes his eyes. “Have you?” (Y/n)’s voice turns soft as she whispers loud enough to for Carl to hear. His eye’s widen as he starts to become nervous.

“Yeah.” Is all that leaves Carl’s mouth. They lay in silence for another minute or so until (Y/n)’s hand touches Carls. She started to worry, because she didn’t know whether he thought she touched it by accident or if he did realise that she did it on purpose. She pushed her doubts aside and instead decided she would be bold. She was ready. (Y/n)’s hand moves to intertwine with Carl’s and Carl clutches onto it.

They both look down at their hands locked together and then look up at each other and that’s when they could both tell, just by looking into each other’s eyes, that they were ready. They were both virgins and they both knew that. It happened late at night when (Y/n) couldn’t sleep and neither could Carl so they walked around Alexandria for a bit and sat on one of the benches. She knew she could trust him.

“I gotta tell you something.” She whispers as she looks down to your hands which were folded in her lap. She began to fiddle with the button on her shorts. “I’m a virgin. I don’t know why I feel the need to tell you but I think it’s because I trust you.” She mumbles and Carl doesn’t say anything which makes (Y/n) nervous. But then Carl takes (Y/n)’s hand into his own and she looks up to his eye.

“I’m a virgin too and I trust you too. It’s okay.” He smiles at her and she blushes. He stands and pulls on her hand. “Come on, lets go read a comic at mine.” He says. They walk together laughing and being happy, despite what was going on outside the walls of Alexandria.

When she is brought back to what is happening she starts to breath heavily. Carl’s face inches closer to (Y/n) and without hesitation his lips are on hers, moving slowly. (Y/n)’s mind fogs over as their lips move together, creating a rhythm, while Carl’s hands move to her hips as he pulls her closer to his body. They both breath heavily as Carl moves in between (Y/n)’s legs. He hovers over her and their lips disconnect.

“Are you sure?” Carl whispers as he stares into (Y/n)’s eyes. She nods and smiles at him as she swallows hard. She was sure. More than sure. Because she knew she would lose it to Carl and Carl felt the same. He moves his lips to (Y/n)’s as his hands continue to roam her body. He glides his hands up and down her hips and torso very gently and her breathing starts to speed up. His hands stop at the bottom of (Y/n)’s t-shirt and he stops kissing her, asking silently for permission.

She nods and they both sit up as he slides the top over her body and then her head. She lays down as Carl takes his top off and he looks at her and really drinks her in. (Y/n) starts to feel a little shy but before she can cover herself up, Carl stops her hands.

“Don’t. You are so beautiful.” He whispers as he goes back to kissing her. His hands roam her body again, this time more freely as she shudders from his light and gentle touch. He moves his hands to the back of her bra and unclips it. She lets it fall off of her arms and then she inhales as Carl stares at her. Truly amazed. Her cheeks heat up and as does Carl’s. He moves his hands but then drops them again as his eye moves to look into hers

“It’s okay.” She whispers and Carl takes a deep breath and swallows hard as he raises his hands again. His fingers cup her breasts as he massages them and her back arches as she push them into his hand, wanting more. He pinches, his hands trembling. Carl hopes that she feels good. She sits up, causing Carl to drop his hands, and she moves her hands to the button of Carls jeans. She undoes the button and then lays back down and Carl does the same thing to (Y/n).

His hands move to the button of her jeans and he undoes it. (Y/n) helps by lifting herself so that Carl can pull them down her legs. Carl stands and pulls his jeans down along with his boxers. He climbs back on top of you and hooks his fingers in your underwear, shakily pulling it down your legs. He breaths in as he looks at you fully and you turn a crimson colour. He moves up your her body with a newfound confidence as he has a smirk on his face.

“What?” (Y/n)’s brow furrows as he kisses her neck. His hand slides down her body and to her core, and he runs his finger through her folds.

“Sharing sleeping areas with a bunch of adults sometimes has its advantages.” Carl whispers. (Y/n) moans out as she breaths harshly. “Calm.” Carl utters into her ear. He stops his movements and looks down at her and takes a deep breath. He was nervous and his heart speeding up confirmed it. (Y/n) was nervous too. She didn’t really know what to expect except for that it would hurt.

He stands and opens the drawer nearest to his bed and pulls out a condom, rips open the packaging and rolls it onto himself.

“You ready?” Carl asks and she nods as she breaths a deep breath in, as does Carl. He aligns himself with her entrance and holds her hand before entering slowly. She gasps loudly beneath him as the feeling becomes intense. (Y/n) feels a burning sensation as she tries to calm herself down and Carl moves his head to her neck to place small kisses.

“You can move now.” She whispers as she feels a tear roll down her cheek. Sure she’s masturbated before, meaning she’s fingered herself but she’s never felt this sensation before. Carl moves his hip at a slow pace, making sure not to hurt her. She feels the burning start to calm and she then feels something completely different. It feels good. More than good. He thrusts into her and Carl speeds up the pace and starts to feel his high approaching quickly. (Y/n) lets out a soft moan and Carl’s hips stop and he looks down at her.

“Why’d you stop.” She breaths out harshly.

“You-you just moaned?” Carl mumbles. She nods from beneath him and Carl smirks. “I must be doing something right.” He says before continuing his movements. He thrusts and moves his lips to find (Y/n)’s and when they do they kiss hers deeply, tongues moving against each other. When they disconnect for a quick second (Y/n) lets out a soft whimper.

“I think I’m gonna cum Carl.” She softly breaths as Carl raises himself to look into her eyes. She looks in to his eye and he nods.

“Me too.” He whispers, their foreheads connecting. Within seconds (Y/n) cries out as she cums around Carl’s length. It’s unlike anything she’s ever felt before and it’s the same with Carl. Feeling her around him sends him over the edge and for a moment he’s lost in her. Everything about her is drawing him in. He pulls out of her slowly and (Y/n) winces a little. Carl takes off the condom and throws it in the bin and then lays beside her.

“Thank you.” He says, his voice low. (Y/n)’s facial expression changes to confused.

“For what?” She whispers and when she turns her head towards him she see him shrugging.

“Taking my virginity I guess.” He lets out a small and quick chuckle, as does (Y/n).

“Well then, I thank you too.” She says before sighing. “I’m happy I lost it to you.” She mumbles and Carl’s face whips towards hers. She’s staring at him and he can’t help but stare back at her. They lay there for a couple of minutes, just staring at each other, before Carl decides to kiss her. It’s not rough or quick, it’s a deep and meaningful kiss. The sort of kiss that you do when you know you love someone but just don’t know how to say it.

Carl pulls the sheet from underneath them and lays under them as he pulls (Y/n) close.

“So, are we more than friends now?” He mutter and she nods from beneath him.

“I would think so.” Carl buries his face in he neck and smiles. They lace their fingers together and sigh.

“Well I don’t want to ruin the moment or anything but, we’re gonna do that again right?” He asks and (Y/n) laughs.

“Yes Carl. Of course we are.”

α вtѕ hαllσwєєn || wєrєwσlvєѕ


genre ➣ supernatural

rating ➣ (s) for safe.

summary ➣ you made the mistake of crossing their territory, paying the price by having to play their game of hide and seek. But, with a catch: you have to wear the red hood.

quote  ➣ “Game over.” 

All Y/n could hear was the sound of the wind rushing past her as she ran, like her life depended on it. Her breaths were coming in rapid chops, the crunch of the leaves the only thing of comfort as she desperately looked for some place to hide. It wasn’t until a good five minutes of sprinting later, did she finally decide to stop and pace herself - there was no point in freaking out if she was granted an hour. 

But, that’s the thing about those wolves; they are very much familiar with that part of the woods. Not to mention with their sense of smell, direction, and enhanced eyesight, she needed a miracle. Once her breath had caught up, Y/n knew that she needed a strategy, and fast. 

“Okay, Y/n, think: they’re faster than you, stronger than you, and know these woods better than you. In conclusion, they have the upper hand. You are wearing a bright ass hood, and reek of fear and vulnerability. On that note, you’re a walking target. Fucking fantastic.” 

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