wore a black dress we match

I Love You Too (Peter Quill x Reader)

Warnings: mentions of drinking, fluff
Pairing: Peter Quill x Reader

You were sitting in the cockpit of Quill’s ship. No one else was on board. It had seriously been a long day.

You almost lost Peter today.

The flashes of him almost dying just kept replaying and replaying in your mind. You closed your eyes in pain as more tears came. Tears for what? He was fine. Barely even much of a scratch on him, honestly. Yet, here you were… curled up in a ball in the pilot seat, balling your eyes out like he died.

You sniffled, looking out at the stars in front of you. You just felt numb from the crying. You didn’t feel like moving you felt so numb.

You heard a noise and stiffened, turning toward the noise. It was Quill. Of course it was.

You turned away quickly and wiped your tears on your sleeve.

“You okay?” He asked as he came and sat in the seat next to you.

“Yes, I’m fine.” You said, never looking his way.

It was silent for a few minutes, as the two of you just stared out at the stars.

“I just needed to let some stress out by crying, I guess.” You said, your voice barely above a whisper.

“It definitely was an eventful day.” He said with a chuckle… but you didn’t laugh.

He stopped laughing when he realized you weren’t and just stared at you. You could feel his eyes and it made you nervous. You gulped but you still never looked at him. You heard him shifting next to you and suddenly his hand was on yours.

You look down at your hands and stare at them. “Are you sure you’re okay?” He said.

You finally looked up to his eyes. “Why wouldn’t I be? We survived, didn’t we?” You said, avoiding your feelings.

He hesitated, but nodded and pulled his hand away. You really had to stop yourself from taking his hand again. He got up and he left.

You turned back to the stars and brought your knees to your chest, assuming that would be the end of the conversation.

The next day, you wake up and make breakfast like always. You help Rocket make new weapons and you tidy up the ship. It was a much slower day that day. You and Quill didn’t talk a lot that day, but it wasn’t unusual for you two to occasionally have a day that you may not see each other a lot.

That night, everyone wanted to go out. You still weren’t feeling too chipper, and you decided not to go.

“So, why aren’t you going?” Rocket asked.

“Because I don’t feel like it?” You said, wondering why he was questioning you.

“Okay…” he said, but he didn’t sound like he really believed you.

“I am Groot,” Groot said.

“What does Quill have to do with anything?” You asked Groot.

Groot walked from one side of your bed to your lap.

“I am Groot,” he said waving his arms around.

“Yes, Quill almost got blown up.” You said, the memory flashing through your head, making you wince.

“I am Groot,” he said in an obvious tone.

Your jaw dropped, staring at the tree baby. You looked over to Rocket.

“He’s got a point,” Rocket said, shrugging.

You looked back at Groot. “What makes you think I love him?”

He sighed and sat down and just looked at you like you knew he was right. You gulped thinking about it. You had never delved into your feelings for Quill. You never let yourself. You knew they were there, but you ignored them because you both work in a risky business. But that risky business almost killed him and it’s had you in a bad mood since.

Groot got up and hugged your stomach. You smiled and hugged him back. He pulled back and looked up at you, smiling. You smiled back at the adorable baby.

Groot hopped down from your bed and over to Rocket to leave. Rocket looked back at you. “You sure you don’t want to go?” He asked.

You looked back up to him and smiled.

Quill was waiting outside the ship for everyone, listening to his Walkman when Rocket and Groot came out, you following behind.

Quill literally done a double take. You were wearing a dress. And heels. He had never seen you in anything other than tights and a form fitting t-shirt. Now, you wore a little black dress with heels to match.

As you walked up to him, he blinked a few times and yanked his headphones off.

“Y/N…” he said, looking you up and down.

“Okay, stop making googley-eyes at each other and let’s go meet Gamora.” Rocket said with a roll of his eyes. But you could hear a little bit of happiness in his voice.

Other than the weird encounter at the beginning, it was like any other night out with the Guardians. You drank and laughed. Quill never acted any different with you than he did normally.

“Alright, I think we are packing it up and heading out,” Rocket said as he walked by you and Peter.

“What?” You said. “No! It’s only been a few hours.”

“Yeah, I know,” he said. “But I’m… really tired.” He continued, sounding a little unsure.

Gamora came up behind them and said, “Yeah, I’m heading out too.”

You looked at the three of them and knew exactly what they were doing. They wanted to get you and Peter alone together.

You squinted at the trio as they said their goodbyes and headed out.

“A little strange that they left so early,” Quill said in a knowing voice.

“Yeah, I don’t know what’s up with them.” You said, nonchalantly as you played with your drink.

He raised his eyebrows. “Seriously?”

You looked over at him incredulously. “What?”

“You really are going to keep pretending nothing is here?” He said, gesturing between the two of you.

You gulped, but shook your head and looked away. “There is nothing here, Quill.” You said.

“Call me Peter,” he said in a soft voice.

“What?” You asked, looking back to him in confusion.

“I like when you call me Peter.” He said.

“Okay…” you said in a confused voice. “Peter.”

“You wanna get out of here?” He said. “Take a walk?”

You nodded and the two of you left the bar. Peter and you walked for a moment, not saying a word.

“So…” he said. “I almost died yesterday.”

You winced seeing it in your mind again.

“See!” He said, pointing at you, making you jump.

“What?” You yelled.

“You winced at the thought of me dying!” He yelled.

“Yes, what’s so weird about that?!”

He just looked at you. In a lower voice, he said, “Stop pretending that there’s not something here. There is and you know it.”

You looked away from him and fiddled with your dress. Why did you even wear the stupid thing? When you left the ship you had all this confidence to confess everything to Peter, but now it had all vanished. You didn’t want to loose him.


The lump in your throat grew and your stomach filled with the whole zoo at the way he said your name.

You gathered your courage and looked up at him. His eyes were as gentle as you had ever seen them, begging you to open up.

“I almost lost you…” you whispered. “All I’ve been thinking about is that moment you almost died. It’s been on repeat in my mind since it happened.” You took a deep breath before you continued. “The thought of loosing you kills me. Yesterday made me realize just how easy and quick it would be for you or any of us to be gone. It made me realize how much I don’t want to loose you.”

He stared at you in awe. You couldn’t tell what he was thinking, but he wouldn’t say anything. Peter Quill not saying anything? He usually won’t shut the heck up.

“Peter…” you said, urging him to say something, anything. He still didn’t, just looked at you. “Please say something.”

“I love you.” He blurted out.

Your heart might have literally stopped. Seriously.

You just stared at him for a moment, trying to wrap your mind around what he just said.

He sighed, putting his hand over his eyes. He said, “Jeez, I’m an idiot. Why did I say that? Of course that would freak you out we aren’t even dating! Why did I-”

You grabbed his face, and paused and looked at you. “Peter…” you said. “Shut the heck up.”

He smiled. “Make me.”

You smiled and you pulled his face to yours and you kissed him. He wrapped his arms around your waist and your fingers went through his hair. He sighed into the kiss and it made you smile.

He kept kissing you and kissing you and kissing you. When you finally pulled apart, he rested his forehead on yours.

“So, uh, is there something you want to say?” He asked.

You smiled. “Uh, no, I don’t think so.”

He leaned down and kissed you again. “You sure?”

“I don’t know, maybe you should check again.” You said.

He laughed and kissed you again. “How about now?”

You laughed and finally said, “I love you too, Peter.”

Pins and Needles (Negan x Female)

Summary: She’s always been invisible to Negan, but when she agrees to become his wife to get medication to control her pain, she sets out to make him finally see her.

Characters: Negan x Female

Word Count: 3,871

Warnings: NSFW, Smut, Fluff and Swearing

Author’s Note: This fic was requested by @dicktator who sent:

I was wondering if I could get a fic with Negan x Chronic pain /fibromyalgia sufferer? I suffer fibromyalgia, and I haven’t found many fics I can relate in that aspect. Can be whatever you want, smut, fluff, whatever!

Okay so I didn’t know that much about fibromyalgia before writing this fic, but I love a challenge! I did some research, and I hope this turned out okay. I had a ton of fun writing it and learned a lot! @dicktator if this isn’t to your liking or it’s not accurate please let me know and I will write you another fic.

Thanks a bunch to @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash and @ashzombie13 for being my beta readers!

I am always happy to hear what you think! Shoot me a message and tell me what you thought!

Originally posted by negandarylsatisfaction

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Cecilos Week, Day 1: Fashion Science

first day of cecilos week! and i couldnt resist drawing these two in some of their outfits mentioned in the show bc Boy Howdy. These Boys. 

to start off with, we have cecil’s important “i’m a reporter” ensemble with his capri pants and cumberbund, along with the beret he mentioned wanting to get in episode 80. the socks/sandals combo doubles his Uncle Power. second, carlos in his lovely black dress and feather boa (that he knows he looks amazing in)! and last but not least how can anyone forget that time cecil and carlos wore matching lycra shorts to a running event. 10/10 !!!

First time with bts ( jimin, tae, kook)

Well… I may have went overboard, but enjoy it please ! Thank you noonie for requesting !

You two would already have planned for it, that you two want each other badly. So why the wait ?
You were getting ready for your date with him, he told you you should dress fancy and you did, you wore a long black dress, matched with black lace underwear that he was yet to discover.
He took you for a dinner, pulling the chair for you to sit, and showering you with compliments, how lovely you looked, and smelled.
He sat next to you, resting his head on your shoulder, occasionally pecking along it whenever you two got quiet.
After the happy dinner. You felt his hand gently stroking your thigh, making a shiver run down your spine, you bite your lip.
“ baby.. can we ?” He whispered, glancing at the elevator that would take you two to a hotel above the restaurant.
You nodded, holding his hand as he booked a room for you to spend the night in.
After reaching your room, you turned to lock the door and he pinned you over it. Rocking his hips over your ass as he whispered “ did you have fun, teasing me all night, Hm?” He made sure you felt how hard he is, and how eager he was to have you.
You moaned softly as he gripped you by the hips pulling you to the bed.
He didn’t waste no time, pulling down his boxers to his thigh and hiking up your dress, your pantie was croutchless, and it made you get an approval grin from him, he pressed his lips on you, pulling you to a passionate kiss as he thrusts into you.
The night continues, a rough round followed by another. Till you were a wercked mess.
You still had your bra on by now, but he was naked. He layed on top of you and whispered “ one more round. Baby girl.. ” he mumbles as you moan softly nodding.‬‏

It’s been about two month since you two last met. You both missed each other so much and finally, he got some free time.
He decided to surprise you, wearing his blue jammies he didn’t bother to change, driving to your place quickly.
He rings the bell, his bangs over his eyes messily and he was giggling, like the cute baby he is.
You opened the door and widened your eyes “baby! You’re here !” You hug him tightly and he lifts you up, rushing into the house “ yes I am. Jagi, I missed you so much” he pouts, shutting the door as he sat on the floor with you on his lap.
You stroked his cheeks and smiled slightly “ I missed you too handsome boy, did you eat yet ? Did you rest well? I know you’ve been working..” you day in worry.
He giggles , cheeks pink" noona~ you don’t need to worry, your baby is completely healthy" he grins.
You smile softly, it was pretty late, so you both couldn’t go out on a date or something. You stood up with him “ wanna cuddle ?” He nods eagerly and picks you up, rushing to your bedroom as you yelp, causing him to laugh. He let’s you down on your bed and looks down at you, panting lightly as he smiled.
You bite your lip, the sight of him hovering over you and panting made you think of things, sinful things.
You slowly lift yourself up and gently kissed him, he of course kisses back happily.
The kiss slowly started getting heated, and more sloppy.
You push your knee to between his legs and start to rub him, earning a frustrated groan and a low moan from him.
He flips you two over, pulling you by your hips and grinding you on him. Making you moan, eyes rolling back in pleasure.
“ noona.. I want you” he whispered, eyes hodded
You only nodded, pulling his pants down to let his erection spring feee and you kicked your shorts off.
His breath hitches as he looks at your naked lower body for the first time.
You angle him and whisper softly “ noona will take it easy on you, babyboy” you smirk slightly before you push yourself down, moaning softly as he does the same tilting his head back.
As you moved your hips, he only groans and moans, bucking his hips into yours each time you bounced on him. Before you knew it, he flipped you over to your fours, and bucked his hips into you eagerly, the sound of skin slapping against each other filled the room along with his moans and groans.
Finally, the both of you became undone, making you collapse on your stomach panting and shaking, he smirkes proudly and leans down, whispering “ does my little noona need some after care, Hm?”
“ s-Shut up, Kim taehyung”

You visited the practice room, since namjoon texted you and told you that jungkook have been stressed and frustrated, the guys all left as you arrived , hoping you would put their little kid into a better mood.
You step in and smile softly when he glances over you, he was mad, clenching his jaw but as soon as he saw you, he smiled “ hey…” he said breathlessly, pulling you by your waist to him.
You smiled back and mumbled “ hey.. you know you have been pract-” you get shut off as he pins you against the wall, eyebrows furrowed as he kissed you eagerly. He was all over you, hands groping you, tongue running against yours, and his teeth chewing on your lower lip.
You moaned softly, gripping onto his shoulders for support as he groans, he moved his teeth down your jaw, and neck . Covering you in hickeys and lovebites.
“ J-jungkook, w-what are you doing ?” You whisper, face red.
He smirked lightly “ you came to help me, right kitten?” He exhales softly and mumbles against your lips “ and right now, you’re doing an amazing job at that.. staying and letting daddy mark you up.”
You moaned shyly and looked away as he behigs stripping you, he started going slow, gently stroking your chest and waist line. Making you groan softly and pull his shirt off.
“ ooho, kitten.. you want me?” He smirks, hands already pulling your pants down as you nodded “ yes… yes please .” He dropped to his knees, kissing between your thighs. Before giving a playful lick over your panties right where your heat would be. Making you whine softly and squirm around.
He chuckles softly “ bend over that table, kitten, daddy will put his condom on.” You obey, whimpering as you realized that a big mirror was in front of the table, biting your lip.
He stood behind you, naked as he smirked staring at your reflection" good view, isn’t it..kitten ?“ You moan as his hand reach to grope your chest, the other hand pinning your hips down before he took you roughly.
You were wet, and ready for him.
With each hard thrust he groaned loudly and moaned, letting all the frustration he has been holding in out .
When you both finished, he pulled out and you collasped staring at your bruised body from the mirror, whimpering, he slowly puts his shirt on you and carried you after wearing his pants ” good girl, daddy will treat you.“‬‏


Originally posted by my-harry-potter-generation

Summary: Veronica suddenly take an interest in the Harry Potter series, and slowly the interest overcomes everyone. Their passion towers above all, and they can’t help but try and captivate you too.

A/N: Yes, yes. I am back, and I’ll try harder. Vacation is turning me into an anxious mess. But I’ve also fallen into a hole of HP and needed this.

Pairing: Platonic!Core x Reader

Warnings: Nerds, lowkey house stereotypes, swear

The smell of Betty’s sweet perfume infiltrated the air around the room, and the spritz coming from her glass bottle send spurts flying around. It was soft, subtle, crisp and warm. Betty was misting herself in the aroma and you sat on her bed, fiddling with your bed shorts.

“Where is Veronica? I thought we were having a sleepover?”

Betty gazed back at you, eyes clicking on the mirror.

“Don’t know. The guys are downstairs though, do you wanna lead me down?”

You let out a light scoff and stood from the bed. Glancing back over your shoulder, you opened her white door and sauntered down the yellow hallway. The stripes on the paint were slightly peeling, but the flakes were barely noticeable.

The carpet on the stairs was a light cream color and you both skipped down the stairs. Betty ran past you and threw herself over the couch, instantly cuddling into Jughead’s side. Archie came out from the kitchen, holding boxes of food coming from Betty’s cupboards. Kevin was setting up his sleeping bag where the coffee table used to remain. He looked up over the couch and gave you a slight wave. As you walked over to the armchair, you threw yourself down and looked at Jughead.

“So, what’s on the movie agenda tonight?”

He grabbed a box of cookies from Archie and looked over to you.

“I was imagining a night of Flash, then Lord of the Rings, and finishing up with-”


Veronica bursts through the door, wearing all green and black. She had a green scarf, a crisp, white button up shirt, a green tie and a black skirt. She slammed the door shut with her black heeled foot and sauntered in front of the TV.

A wooden stick painted black and all chipped purposely was in her extended hand and she pointed around the room.

“Gryffindor.” Veronica pointed to Archie.

“Slytherin… Hufflepuff.” Jughead and Betty.

“Ravenclaw.” Kevin.

“And… oh shit, I don’t know.”

You squinted your eyes and shook your head. Kevin perked up on the floor and jumped up from the floor.

“Girl, you did not just bring Hogwarts into this!”

Veronica nodded her head and Kevin gave her a hug. Jughead groaned, Betty smirked at his reaction and Archie walked over to the back of your chair.

“Anyone wanna explain what the hell is happening?”

Archie’s loud voice echoed through the room. You nodded vigorously. Veronica and Kevin brought their hands to their hearts and Betty stood up from the couch. Jughead stuffed his head into a pillow. Betty sprinted up the stairs and left you and Archie in confused thoughts.

“Harry Potter is the best book series that’s known to man.”

Betty barreled back down the stairs and threw boxes onto the floor. She shoved Veronica and Kevin away to put in a disk.

“We are educating you two the proper way.”

The Monday bell rang down the halls and you were at your locker. The bustle of passing students was filling the heavy air and last second students ran in the halls, bobbing and weaving through the clusters of kids. A gust of cold air came from your left, and you turned to see your friends walk in. They all matched in a white dress shirt and black slacks, with black shoes to match. Archie wore a red tie, Veronica and Jughead in green, Betty with yellow and Kevin in blue. They walked up to you and stood around your locker. As you closed the door, you spun around on your foot.

“Thanks for letting me know we were matching, guys. Cutest couple award isn’t going to us.”

They all stayed silent, looking you up and down.

“I’ve been saying it all along, (Y/N) is a Hufflepuff.”

“No way, totally a Gryffindor!”

You scoffed and pushed through Kevin and Archie, walking towards Chemistry.

The whole week was full of the name game, trying to label you and put you in private places you wanted to steer clear of.

Lunch was loaded with compliment sandwiches.

“Listen, (Y/N) doesn’t have an ounce of wisdom in their being, Kevin. (Y/N) is patient and loyal. Not some filthy ambitious snake.”

“No, Betty, hear me out. (Y/N) would never be a Ravenclaw, they’re too smart. They are clearly brave, and yes, loyal. But never in a million years would (Y/N) be a pathetic, dedicated Hufflepuff.”

The list continues and the days got bleaker. Weekend sleepovers turned into geek sessions and movie nights. Time went on longer and after months of pointless fights, it was finally time for a long overdue end. Monday of mid January came, and everyone’s tensions were high. You told them you’d found your house, and you would surprise them walking in.

They waited at your locker, fiddling with the lock. The door to the school opened, and you walked in, (Color) tie swaying in the wind.

“I was right! HA!”

obviously (jongin)
word count:  1746 w.
genre: romance, fluff, slight!angst, valentines day!au
summary: even though it breaks your heart, you help jongin fill up the gift box for his valentine.

valentines day special ; pick your date
minseok | junmyeon | yixing
baekhyun | jongdae | chanyeol
kyungsoo | jongin | sehun

The heartache started when you opened the door to a wide-awake Jongin asking you for a big favor.

“I know it’s too early for this but can you come with me to the mall? I really need to put a gift box for my Valentine.” You can see how Jongin acts antsy, his voice sounded distressed.

You can hear your heart crumbling to little pieces but you showed a smile full of glee instead. “But isn’t it Valentines Day today?”

“Yes, it is.”

You scratched your head, confused. “Then why don’t you just take her out on a date later?”

“Because,” Jongin whined as he stomped his feet like a kid he was. “She’s taking the evening shift and it ends by midnight. Most of the restaurants are closed by that time. So, I’m giving her a gift box instead.”

“And what does that gift box consist?” You raised your brow completely puzzled on why it had to be you he had to drag along.

He shrugged in response. “I don’t know! I’m asking you to come with me cause I’m a guy. I’m clueless about what girls want to get on Valentines Day. Now, come on, we’re wasting time.”

Jongin grabbed your hand but you loosened from his grip. You planned to just stay at home the whole day. Not spend it with the guy you like and buy gifts for another girl, who’s clearly not you by the description of it. “No, Jongin. Me and the girl have different preferences. This won’t work.”

“It will. You’re the closest thing I have to buying the perfect gift. Please go with me,” And being the Jongin you knew for the past three years you’ve spent in this college, he pouted and naturally, you melted in your spot.

That is why you’re strolling around the mall, searching high and low for the perfect gift for Jongin’s Valentine. If you look at the bright side, you’re gonna spend the entire day with Jongin by your side. The bad part was the time you would spend with him would equal to the happiness another girl would receive in the evening.

“So, what type of flowers should I give her? Or any specific brand of chocolates you’d recommend?” Jongin questioned, poking each food on the shelf. You two were at the supermarket looking for, well, chocolates and maybe gummy bears, as Jongin requested.

“I honestly think chocolates are overrated. I prefer gummy bears. But since you specifically want chocolates then I recommend Milka. The one with the oreo filling inside.”

You were rambling on and on about what flowers to choose and what other things to put inside the gift box but Jongin seemed to be preoccupied with his phone, typing away. His attention was completely split in half because he would reply with a ‘yes’ or ‘no’ or sometimes hum in response. At the same time, he’d continue texting whoever it was he was texting.

Irritated, you stopped your tracks, “Jongin are you listening to me?”

“Huh?” He looked up. “Yeah.”

“Then what did I just say?”

With confidence covering his voice, he said, “You think white roses are the most romantic flowers to give to a girl. You prefer gummy bears over chocolates. You’d like to wear a backless dress but your mom wouldn’t let you. And you hate it when someone serenades you.”

Your mouth was agape when he remembered every detail you said. Jongin did listen to you the entire time. Amazing how he could multi-task so easily. He continued, “Did I miss something?”

“No. You were spot on to be honest.”

Jongin flashed you a soft smile that you could almost hear your heartbeat reverberating in your ear. “Really? Good.”

The rest of the day went on smoothly. Both of you went to a boutique to buy the last addition to the gift box. A dress. According to Jongin, you were the same size as his Valentine. What caught you off guard was that he revealed to you who his Valentine really was.

“Soojung?” Your voice quivered upon the name. The rumors were true. They were really dating. “Soojung’s much more petite compared to me. You’re probably mistaken.”

“No. I’ve seen everything. And judging from it, I think you two are the same size,” Jongin calmly stated as his eyes raked your entire figure. Your mind tried to process his words but it only converted to poison that shot through your heart. He’s seen everything. He’s seen everything of Soojung.

“Now would you please, please, pleaaase pick a dress out for Soojung. For me?” He practically pleaded and it was hard for your part to say no. Dumbfounded, you automatically nodded.

Jongin waited outside the dressing room while you changed into a sleek black dress. Backless, of course, since it wasn’t you who’d be wearing it for future dates with Jongin.

You closed your eyes and tried to make the most of it. You imagined Jongin right in front of you in a nice tux, enjoying your candle-lit dinner in some fancy restaurant down the street. You tried to make the most out of your imagination but when your eyes fluttered open, you were nothing more but a mannequin of what has yet to be.

Nothing more than a second option.

Insecurities started piling up inside your mind. Taking a good hard look at the mirror in front of you, you were convinced that Soojung would look much better in the dress you were wearing. She’s definitely much classier and much more beautiful than you. She was better than you in so many ways.

You snapped out of your daze when you heard a knock. “Are you alright? Are you done in there?”

“I’ll be out in a sec,” You let out a heavy sigh as you gazed at your reflection once more. Always the second best.

Jongin held his breath the moment you walked out of the dressing room. He hasn’t seen anyone who personified elegance accurately just like you did. At that moment, he just wanted to snake his hands around your waist, lock your arms around his neck and dance the night away under the moonlit sky.

He imagined you shying away from how intense his deep brown orbs were piercing right through you and that you would lean your head on his neck as a slow song played in the background. Jongin would take time to whisper all the sweet things he could possibly think at the moment. He would take all the time in the world to whisper to your ear how beautiful you were in that dress. Screw that. Jongin would tell you how beautiful you are the entire time he knew you.

But, it was too late. Jongin had Soojung. You? You had no one and that squeezed Jongin’s heart painfully.

Jongin didn’t say anything and the silence was killing you inside. Was it the dress that horrible on you? You averted your gaze to the floor in embarrassment.

Come night time, you found yourself willingly dragged by Jongin to the restaurant Soojung was working her shift in. The gift box was wrapped in a pink box and a matching red ribbon.

You and Jongin sat down when he grabbed the gift box hurriedly. “Wait there. I’ll look for Soojung at the staff room then we can go.”

“Oh,” Jongin halted then pulled out the black dress he bought. “I just remembered Soojung doesn’t wear backless dresses. You can have it. Think of it as my Valentines gift for you.”

Begrudgingly, you accepted his offer. At least you had something to hold on to even if it wasn’t originally meant for you.

Jongin scanned his surroundings. You followed his sight. “You might want to change into that dress so you can blend in the surroundings. The manager might call on you for not ordering. We wouldn’t want any trouble, right?”

“I’ll be right back.”

You followed Jongin’s request. True to his words, Jongin came back with Soojung trudging behind him. But Soojung wasn’t dolled up, it was Jongin. He wore a nice tuxedo and a matching black bow to complement his attire. On his hand, he carried a big box neatly wrapped. Bigger than the one the two of you bought.

“Wait,” you said, shocked, “What’s going on? Why aren’t you in a dress? You should be Jongin’s date.”

“No,” Soojung beamed, handing you a menu as Jongin sat down opposite to you. “It was you all along. He was texting me the things you liked so he could give you that.”

Jongin handed over the box he was holding. “Look inside.”

There, a number of your favorite things was placed. Packets of gummy bears. White roses. A cute pink teddy bear that had a heart tattooed on it. Underneath all that was a box set aside at the corner.

“Jongin texted me everything while you two spent your time together. Contrary to what everyone says, we’re just best friends.” Soojung added, eyes crinkling as she grinned, “Jongin likes you. Very much.”

“Oh my god, is this really happening?” You lightly slapped yourself a few times eliciting a chuckle from Jongin. “Y-You like me?”

“If spending the entire Valentines Day with you is still questionable then yes, I like you.”

You propped an elbow on the table, pouting. Droplets of tears strolled down your cheeks. “Why’d you have to lie like that? I was in pain the entire day. I thought you liked Soojung and you were just using me.”

Jongin hugged you tightly. He wiped away the tears that fell. “Shh, I would never use you. I only have my eyes for you. Only you. I’m sorry. I never knew you were hurting inside. If I had known, then I wouldn’t have done that.”

“Fine. I forgive you,” you said, composing yourself together.

Standing up, Jongin reached out his hand for you to take. “Now that that’s done and you hate being serenaded, will you accompany your prince to the dance floor and dance with him, milady?”

You intertwined your fingers with his before kissing him lightly on the cheek. “As you wish, my prince.”

note: my neck started to ache when i wrote this oneshot tbvh 🤦🏻‍  happy valentines day to jongin stans out there 🌹 shoutout to my twitter mutual, amina. this one’s for you 💖  | masterlist

{ p a r a m o u n t } {part two}

                                                   Summary :

You were stuck in a life of routine, until one night you stumbled upon a hill - changing your life forever.

Notes: Bucky x Reader, Fluff, Some Angst

100 notes and I will do a part three!!!

IF there’s another part, expect it to be much longer! (just laying the groundwork for these two ;))

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The New Neighbor - Joe Sugg



Okay, so you can do this Y/n. Just knock on the door, introduce yourself and give them the plate of sweets. Not that hard. Okay here we go.

I made my hand into a fist and knocked on the door a couple times. “Caspar I swear to god- Your not Caspar.” A much taller male said. “Oh-oh no I’m Y/n. I came to um introduce myself since I just moved in right next door and wanted to give you these sweets.” I explained putting on a smile. “Oh sorry about that then, I’m Joe short for Joseph.” He smiled holding his hand out.

I grabbed his hand in my smaller one and shook it. “It’s nice to see a new friendly face around here.” He smiled. “Thanks I guess.” I chuckled. He smiled at me and nodded. “Well I should be going.” I smiled starting to back up. “Alright see ya.” He responded, I then took the chance to finally turn around but then stopped in my tracks. I looked down at the plate a sweets.

“Shit, wait!” I said turning around heading back for the door. Joe reopened the door and gave me a questioning look. “I forgot to give you this to you.” I smiled holding out the plate. He gave me a smile and took the tray out of my hands. “You wanna come in for a cup of tea?” He asked. “Are you sure? I don’t want to ruin what you were just doing.” I said sweetly.

“It’s no problem, I was just finishing recording Resident Evil 7.” He explained. “Your a gamer?” I asked. “Yeah, also a vlogger and just a normal youtuber.” He explained yet again. “Well I guess than.” I said answering his question. Joe quickly sent me a smile and moved out of the way to let me enter. I slowly walked in and saw the resemblance to mine.

“Welcome to the Sugg-Lee residence.” He said after closing the door. “Suggley?” I asked confused. “No no Sugg and Lee.” He laughed. “Oh.” I said dumbfounded. “You can have a seat on the couch well I get your tea.” He explained. I nodded in response and headed to the couch. “So you originally from London?” Joe asked.

“Oh no, I’m from Wells.” I explained. “That’s cool. What made you want to come to London?” He asked. I stiffened in my spot and placed my hand on the scar that laid on my neck. “No reason. Just a change of scenery.” I explained not wanting to tell the actually truth since I just met him. He looked down at me and handed me the cup of tea nodding.

“Thank your.”  I said with a smile. “No problem.” He smiled back taking a seat next to me. “So, Y/n how old are you?” Joe asked. “Twenty one next week so twenty.” I explained. “Are you single?” He then asked. I chuckled a bit. “Very.” I responded earning a chuckle out of him. “Would it be to much to ask you on a date?” He then asked. I looked over at him for a bit.

“No it’s not too much. So why the hell not.” I responded. He looked at me in disbelieve. “Wait really?” He asked. I nodded well sipping on my tea. “I have nothing better to do since I finished unpacking today.” I explained. “Wow, okay. Would you like to go later tonight or are you busy?” He asked. “That’s fine.” I responded. “So how about around eight then? I’ll take you out to dinner and a walk in the park after?” He asked.

I looked over him and smiled. “That sounds perfect.” I responded finishing up my tea. “Well I think I have overstayed my welcome so I’ll get out of your nest and head back to my place.” I smiled placing the mug on the coffee table in front of me. “Well I’ll be over at eight.” He smiled. I gave him back a smile and headed for the door. Right before I was going to open it I turned to look at him. “The one on the left.” I responded. He nodded at me and I left with that.


I stood in front of my long length mirror and smile. I wore a beautiful classy but also casual black dress with a pair of low cut converse. I had my hair up in a messy bun and had little makeup on, for I wanted my e/c eyes to pop out more. I heard a knock on my door and I turned to my bed and grabbed my purse that matched my outfit, and my phone. I walked out of my room and headed upstairs and to the door to which I opened.

Joe showed up in front of me and had a smile on his face. Instead of wearing his white shirt and jean shorts he was now wearing a classy outfit. He wore a black blazer with a white dress shirt under and a black tie with matching back pants. It would look like he was going to work at an office.

“Beautiful.” He responded after looking me from up to down. I blushed at his words. “You look handsome as well.” I responded. He smiled at me and held his arm out for me to take it. I wrapped mine around his and I turned off my lights and walked out of the place. We headed towards a black car and he opened the back door for me. I said a thank you and he closed the door behind me and ran to the other back door side and sat beside me.

“This is my friend Conor. He will be our driver for tonight.” Joe introduce. Conor turned around and held his hand out for me. “Conor.” He reintroduced. “Y/n.” I responded.

The rest of the night was perfect. We ate dinner just like he said and took a walk in the park under the moonlight sky of London. And by time we have gotten to my place His blazer was around my shoulders and we were saying goodbye.

“I had a wonderful time tonight Joe. Thank you.” I smiled. He returned it, “It’s no problem. I had fun as well, maybe we should do this again.” He suggested. “I would love to.” I answered. He smiled and leaned down and gave me a kiss on my cheek and started to walk away. “Wait Joe, your blazer.’” I said starting to take it off. “I’ll pick it up at some other point. “Don’t worry about it Y/n.” He smiled. “Thank you.” I smiled once again. He returned it once again and turned to enter his place.


I don’t know if anyone has pointed this out yet but isn’t it strange that the wedding dress pudding is currently wearing and her hair style does not match the black and white silhouette we saw of her earlier when big mom was fantasizing about the wedding plans? I mean the black and white silhouette wedding dress so conveniently resembles the dress nami wore on thriller bark and the hairstyle is also very similar to the one nami currently has on.

Hmmmmmmmmm idk maybe this is just a coincidence but it’s got me thinking is oda paralleling thriller bark with wci?

City of Love

Pairing: EXO Baekhyun X Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1,433

A/N bon anniversaire à mon français anon! I hope you have a wonderful day and that this scenario is okay 😊

Watching Baekhyun experience Paris was like watching a child unbox the gift he’d always waited for. You loved the way his eyes lit up, sparkling as he marvelled at the historical buildings. His lips would spread into a beautiful smile as he’d point and laugh at even the simplest things. Baekhyun’s awe was mirrored in you. Instead of admiring the city as he did, you admired him. You studied the lust in his eyes and couldn’t escape the feeling of love almost hurting your chest throughout the day. Not that you wanted to. Anyone would think it was his birthday, as if you’d treated him to today.

While in fact it was yours. You’d both agreed on a trip to Paris, the famous city of love. Baekhyun had treated you to a posh 5 star hotel. You had a large room with a four-poster bed; an en-suite and a balcony overlooking the city. You entered the bedroom; it was almost 7 o’clock. You took refuge on the large bed and let out a long sigh.

You briefly recounted the day. You’d twisted through cobbled streets with your fingers entwined, like the vines that snaked up the walls of the buildings leaning down and smiling at you. He’d bought you an ice cream, dotting the vanilla ice on your nose. There was also a pile of shopping gifts sitting by the door to your hotel which had made you feel incredibly guilty, but Baekhyun had insisted that today was your day and you deserved it. Your eyes fell on the A3 sketch propped up against the wall. It was a drawing of Baekhyun and yourself. He was smiling with his eyes almost fully closed while your cheek was pressed against his. After spotting a rugged artist wandering the streets, Baekhyun had tugged on your sleeve and pulled you over the cobbles. The artist had sketched the two of you together, and you could clearly see the budding love he’d captured in each line.

“Thank you so much for today. It was beyond perfect.” You smiled. Baekhyun looked at you fondly, taking off his shoes.

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Just give me a reason

Like I say, merthan story is already here ;)

Thank you to my editor @jordan202 who always have time for me.

Like always, comments, reblogs and likes are welcome.

The cafeteria was half empty when the door opened loudly. Nathan was standing there for a moment, but after he saw Amelia sitting on a corner, he started to walk faster towards her.
He stopped by her table and waited until her eyes met his.

“Hi,” she started,”What’s up?”

“Please ask me what just happened.” his voice was louder than he thought.

“Okay, what just happened?”

“I asked Meredith to go with me on a date! You know, a real one with movie and dinner.”

“Oh, you and Mer. It’s big deal I see.”

“Yeah, but I have a problem, and I was wondering if you will have some time to help me.”

“Yeah, sure. I have plenty of time. What problem do you have?”

“I completely don’t know what to wear.” he said quietly.

“Well, so we can say that you already found your fairy grandmother to help you.” Amelia smiled.

The big bed was covered with a bunch of clothes, winter clothes included. Pink blouses, jeans, dark shorts or high heel shoes were a new decoration for Meredith’s room. She sat on the bed, looking around for a first time since she start to prepare for a date with Nathan. Her room was a mess and her life was too. She had already asked Maggie if her sister could take care of her children, Maggie wasn’t happy about it, but as a good sister she agreed. Meredith couldn’t force herself to ask Maggie to help her find a good clothes. It could be too much for her sister, even if she said that her crush on Nathan was over. When Meredith was just about giving up and choosing to wear cozy home clothes, she heard something in the hallway.

“I’m not a good sister, I’m mad because of your date with him, but I won’t let you go wearing that.” Maggie said.

“Thank you.” Meredith whispered.  

“So, what do we have here… Do you really want to wear that?” Maggie pointed at yellow blouse.

“I was desperate!” Meredith answered.

“Okay. So, you want to have sex with him or it’s just a date?”


“What? How can I help you if I don’t know what your plans are?”

“It’s just a date. We’ll go for a movie and later dinner.”

“Okay. Put it on!”

“Are you kidding? i said I won’t have sex with him”

“Yeah, right. Put it on!”

Meredith took a short black dress with lace on the back, she wore it with red high heels and matching bag. She knew how she looked like, like a girl who wanted to impress a guy. She brushed her hair, leaving them falingl at her arms. For the first time she was ready to dazzle the guy.

Amelia was in his house for a second time, she couldn’t believe how the guy’s house could be so clean. Nathan was just about to wear his tenth outfit of the day when she stood up in front of him.

“You are worse than a girl! Just choose the one you feel good in and go on this date!” she shouted holding his arms and shaking him a bit.

“I can’t! I’ve never behaved that way… I really want to….I want everything to be perfect.”

“It will, if you ever leave the house.” she looked at him, “Here! Wear this and go!”

Nathan looked at the light blue shirt and dark trousers Amelia gave him. He put them on fast, added a tie, jacket and checked his reflection in the mirror. He looked good, but good enough to impress a woman like Meredith Grey? He didn’t wait long to find out.

Nathan knocked on the door several times before she opened, her hair was shining in the light of the sun, her dress, makeup even shoes were perfect and for a moment Nathan had trouble breathing not to mention talking.

“You look stunning.” he said.

“You look handsome too. Are they for me?” she pointed at the flowers he had in hand.

“Yes, sorry.” he gave her bouquet of red roses.

“Can we go?” she asked, looking at him.

“Yes.” he whispered.

They watched a movie and later went to the restaurant he chose. It wasn’t far so they decided to take a walk. The night was warm, but sometimes the cold wind would break under their clothes. Nathan took off his jacket and put it on Meredith’s shoulders. She looked at him in a way no one had ever looked at him before. Her eyes met his and for one moment the both want to break the space between them. They were almost ready for kiss, when they looked at the guy in front of the restaurant who was supposed to show them their table. The walk was faster when they filled it with talk and laughter.

The restaurant looked cozy, white walls with little paintings on it, dark tables and matching chairs. The warm light of candles brought Meredith and Nathan into romantic mood.

“I was an only child for some time, but later my sisters came up. It was good because I have never been alone” Meredith said.


“Yes. I had one more sister, her name was Lexie. She died in a plane crash.”

“So sorry, I shouldn’t have asked.” Nathan replied, touching his tie again.

“It’s alright. It’s something bothering you? You are touching that tie all the time.”

“Sorry, I’m not used to wearing a tie.” he blushed.

“So why are you wearing it now?”

“Because I really wanted to give you a reason to be with me, the tie is just the beginning.”

“You put on something just to impress me?”

“Well, yes.”

At once, the romantic mood of the restaurant, her dress or his tie weren’t so important. Meredith finally understood what was wrong with that date. With them. They weren’t themselves. Both of them want to make an impression at each other, losing the right way.

“Can we go?” meredith asked.

“I thought you’d never ask.” Nathan smiled.
When they left the restaurant, both of them felt better. Nathan took off his fancy tie and Meredith still had his jacked on her arms. They were walking along the river, looking at the light flashing into water.

“I asked you for a reason,” Meredith started, “but the truth is that I’m afraid that I will fall in love with you and you’ll disappear like Derek.”

Nathan took a step towards her, his icy blue eyes were looking only at her, he took her face into his hands, their foreheads touched, after a few moments he looked at her once more.

“I can’t promise you that I won’t disappear like Derek. I don’t know what will happen tomorrow or a year from now. I can promise you just one thing. If you let me love you, if you let me come into your world, I will do anything to give you thousand reasons to love me.”

“I asked for a reason and I couldn’t have asked for better one than the one you just gave me. You are a good person, Nathan.”

While Meredith was embraced by his strong body, she knew the reason she might love him; He knew them all, he knew her and didn’t want to hurt her. Maybe it was not the best reason to love someone, but for Meredith was the best possible. After a while spent with Nathan on the riverside, looking how the sun is going down, she didn’t need any more reasons.  

Do I Know You?

Originally posted by lennonblack

Gif not mine

Spoiler warning for Civil War.

Hey, guys… Let’s just start this off with the apologies and the excuses. Sorry, I haven’t posted in… hold on let me check…. little under a month. School, finals, and personal issues just couldn’t help but weasel it’s way into my clutter life. Happy news though schools out and I’m going to have more time on my hands. I’m not going to promise new posts every day because that never seems to work, but I will promise you won’t have to wait a month for the new story. Anyways I hope you enjoy!

Prompt submitted by Anonymous:  Could you write something cute about Spider-man (Tom Holland) x Reader and how they both go to the same school and have to fight on different teams for Civil War and very fascinated with each other. Afterwards, they recognize the other at school and become friends. Thank you

Word Count:1813

“Yes, Mom I won’t forget the milk.” You sighed turning into the dark alley that leads to the convenience store near your apartment building. It was another late night studying at a friends house after school, or that’s what your Mother thinks. If you were being honest, you spent the entire afternoon messing around with your powers again. 

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A Surprise- Day 4 Lutteo Fic Week

“uhoh i’m dating my boss’ child and had no idea until i took them as my date to a work function”

Matteo had planned a very special night for Luna. They had only been dating for a for a few weeks, but tonight he was going to ask her to become his girlfriend.

By 6:30 p.m. sharp, Matteo arrived at Luna’s University apartment doorstep with a bouquet of red roses behind his back. She opened the door in delight to see her date.She wore at tight cobalt blue dress and black heels, as Matteo had told her they would be going somewhere nice. And he in slacks and button down with an almost matching blue tie.

Matteo greeted her hello and leaned down to kiss her cheek and presented the roses. Luna blushed at the gesture. “Wow, Matteo. they’re beautiful. Thank You.”

She went back inside for a brief moment to put the flowers in a vase, Matteo following her trail. As she was preparing the flowers, curiosity came over her. “So where are we going tonight on this ‘special date’” Luna asked. Matteo grew a cheeky grin. “You won’t know it until we see it.”

Matteo was taking her to an exclusive work event. About a few months ago when Matteo was looking for a job, he applied for an opening at a new restaurant that was opening up in Buenos Aires. There are several restaurants around South America, originally owned by a couple from Cancun, as it is a Mexican restaurant. Tonight is the grand opening. He hasn’t started working yet as they still hadn’t opened yet and won’t be on duty until tomorrow as his position allowed him to attend the opening as a guest. The event was exclusively for important business people and potential sponsors, but off duty staff members were invited as well. He felt this was the perfect opportunity to ask her at such a nice event and show her where he works as well.

Once Luna places the now beautifully arranged flowers into a vase, she places them on the dining table and grabs her purse. She takes his hand and they walk down stairs to the parking lot. He opens the car door for her and rushes back to the other side to drive. A few minutes in, Luna’s phone alerts a new voicemail came in. She starts listening to it only to groan and delete it a few seconds later.

“Is everything alright?” Matteo asks. Luna looks over at him with a soft smile. “Yeah, it was just my mom. She’s a little bit mad I’m skipping an event she wanted me to go to tonight but I told her I couldn’t.” Matteo didn’t know how to respond. “I’m sorry about that.” was all he could think of. Luna shrugged, “It’s fine, I always follow through and go to tons. One night shouldn’t be the end of it.” She gives him a reassuring smile and grabs his hand and holds it on top of the console.

A few minutes later, they pull up into the restaurant parking lot and Luna kept twisting her head back and forth between the building and Matteo in disbelief. Matteo noticed but continued in an excited way. Once in park, he finally spoke again. “So remember how I told you I got a job? Well, it’s actually the opening night dinner party that we’re attending, surprise!” Luna just gaped at him, mouth wide open.

“Matteo, this is where you work?!” Luna asked. Matteo nods his head slowly, a little scared at her reaction. “Matteo, this is my parent’s restaurant. The one they started back at home in Cancun! My parents are your boss, you work for my parents!”

All Matteo could do was stare at her in utter shock. “When you told me that your parents worked in a business, you never mentioned the fact that their business was a restaurant! Not to mention the fact that it was one I got hired at!” Matteo raised his voice at Luna. She shrunk in her seat and Matteo immediately regretted it.

“I didn’t mean to yell at you, I’m sorry. I’m not mad. I’m just very confused with all of this.” Luna nodded her head to accept his apology.

“Well, first of all, you never told me exactly where you were working in the first place, so I couldn’t have told you anything about it. And second of all, I don’t tell people because I’m not part of the business, it’s theirs. They wanted me to be a part of it for so long. I even waitressed when it was just one place in Cancun for a bit. They wanted me to study business so I could carry it on. But I really wanted to study environmental engineering. They’re okay with it, supportive. It’s just a bit hard. But I’m glad I left. I’m doing what I want for myself for a change.”

Matteo really liked her attitude on her perspective. He leaned over for a comforting hug. “I’m proud of you,” he whispered in her ear. Luna smiled into his shoulder. They sat for several moments, her breathing in his scent. When they pull away, Matteo notices they are a bit late, right where he wanted to be. “Shall we get going then?” he asked. Luna nodded her head yes. “I’m just worried how I’m going to explain why I am here when I said I wasn’t going to be. And that I am in attendance with you.” Matteo bulged his eyes. “Wait. They’re going to think you blew them off to go on a date with me you thought was going to be somewhere else. Shit, am I going to get fired?”

Luna put her hand on his knee in reassurance. “No, you won’t get fired. I’m the owner’s daughter I wouldn’t let it happen. And about me not going before, we’ll just tell the truth. I think it’ll be alright.” Matteo nods and kisses her hand and she blushes. “Okay. Let’s roll.”

Matteo goes over to the other side of the car to help Luna out. He offers his arm and she gladly takes it. They walk inside and are greeted by waiters who offer them flutes of champagne. They each gladly accept one. They scan for an empty table, where Luna puts her purse down. Luna spots both of her parents near the stage where a live band was performing, greeting people and engaging in in-depth conversation.

“I think we should go over there and talk to them. Just for a minute.” Luna advises Matteo. He makes a not so pleasant face. “Can’t we wait just a bit? I mean we just got here, babe.” Matteo had slipped out. He had never called Luna that before. Not that he had regretted it or anything, he just didn;t want to catch her off guard like that. And here she was as red as a tomato.

“I think we should just get everything out of the way. It’ll be quick, I promise.” She tugged on his arm and he dragged behind. Her parents were just waving someone off when her father sees them approaching and is surprised. She goes to kiss both of her parents hello. “Hi, Mom. Dad.”

“Hi, Luna. I thought you weren’t coming tonight. Who’s this?” Her mother asked, making it clearly aware in her facial expression that she did, in fact, know who he was. This made Matteo very uncomfortable. Luna spoke up, “I didn’t know I was coming actually. This is Matteo, I told you about him over the phone. We were about to go out to dinner, but I had no idea it was going to be here. He actually just told me that he’s a new employee here. Isn’t it great?”

Luna looked over at Matteo who was just giving a nervous grin. He could feel her father’s cold stare at him. “Yes, It’s wonderful, Mija.” her father told Luna. He then directed himself toward Matteo. “I had no idea my new head host was taking my daughter as his date tonight.” he gritted his teeth. Matteo felt himself shrinking and unconsciously taking teeny tiny steps backward in fear.  

“Sir, I had no idea at all. We met through mutual friends at the university. Your daughter is by far the most intelligent and kind young woman I have ever met. No harm by any means. I didn’t mean to steal you away from her on an important night for you.” Matteo breathed all at once. Luna was floored by his response and felt her heart melt. Her parents looked over at each other in awe.

“We know you no harm Matteo. We are glad that you came Luna, and that you brought a wonderful date,” her mother said. Her father spoke next, “We know you are doing a wonderful job. Now go sit down, enjoy yourselves. Dinner is about to start.” Luna smiled all three of them, tugging Matteo in her direction. “Thank you Mr. and Mrs. Valente., we will indeed.” Matteo joyously says.

They walk back to their table, where Matteo pulls her seat out for Luna like the true gentleman he is. They spend the night talking with each other and the people at their table, they drink a bit more champagne and keep dancing like there’s no tomorrow.

The dinner ends at 11:30. They walk out as one of the lasts so they can properly greet Luna’s parent’s goodbye. Luna walks out, heels in her hand being carried bridal style out of the building and to her apartment. When they reach her doorstep, she turns to him. “Thank you for a wonderful night, Matteo. Such an unexpected turn of events, but amazing.” Matteo grinned at her. “You’re welcome, Luna. I’m glad you had fun.”

They stand there in uncomfortable silence when Matteo decides to ask the big question. He takes her hands in both of his and looks down. He has never been so nervous than he is now. “Luna, I’ve been wanting to ask this for a while now. These past few weeks going out with you have been the best. You make everything better. I want more nights like this. I want to spend more time with you. I want to go through everything with you. I never want it to stop. So I am asking you, will you be my girlfriend?”

Luna’s smile spreads a mile wide and she jumps into his arms throwing her hands over his neck, his going across her back. “Of course I will!” Luna exclaims. Matteo cannot stop smiling in excitement. He lets out a breathy laugh, letting out all of the nerves from before. She pulls away and grabs his cheeks, pulling him into a long and slow kiss. They are consumed in each other in the kiss. Her hands on his face, his snaked around her body. He pecks her several more times until they finally pull away.

He kisses her cheek once more before she starts to head inside. “Goodnight, boyfriend,” Luna says. She smirks and shuts the door, not allowing herself to see his childlike happy expression. She slides against the back of the door, beaming with happiness. On the other side, Matteo pumps his fists in the air full of content. A successful night for them both.

Trick or Treat

Part 2

Modern Au where Mor drags Feyre to a Halloween party and she just so happens to run into Rhys who is the other half of her couples costume. (It follows my other fic which you can read here.)

Word Count: 3,058

((I will most likely be continuing this. And as always I would love your feedback.))


Part 1, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9.


“Come on, Feyre, you have to go, it’s Halloween,” Mor pleads with me from where she is perched on my bed.

I swivels in my chair. I was sitting at my desk, my latest project –which was giving me hell— was sitting atop it.

The assignment was to create a life like version of an iconic character, villain, or Halloween monster.

“Mor, you know I would love to go with you, but I need to finish my project. Plus, I don’t have a costume,” I admit, to her, I tap the end of my graphite pencil on the sketchpad next to my blank canvas. I hadn’t even begun to paint, and dozens of pieces of paper littered the floor around my desk. The assignment was due on Tuesday. Three days, that’s all I had now, and there was nothing on my canvas.

I look over to where Mor was sitting on my bed. Her makeup was already done. This year she was going as Tinkerbell and Peter pan with Azriel. Her golden hair was thrown up into an expertly slicked back bun. Sparkles adorned her cheeks and her eyes were done up in golds and soft shades of green.

We had both gotten grumbles from Azriel about wearing tights.  Tights, and the fact that he actually had to wear a color other than black for once in his life. The only reason he had shut up about it was because of the fact that Mor had told him that she would take it all off for him after the party.

“Come on Feyre, Rhys will be there, and you can wear my costume from last year, you’ll look so good in it. Please?” She dragged out the word as she clasped her hands together just below her chin.

Her lips were pulled into a pout, and I swear she was giving me puppy dog eyes.

My teeth clench together. I had tried not to think about Rhys or our fateful meeting of me beating him with a shoe. He was still in town, and ended up taking up the spare room in Cassian and Azriel’s house as a more permanent residence for the time being.

I had narrowly avoided him while he was staying here, but since he moved out I hadn’t see him. I would never admit this out loud, but some nights I would wake up with those damned eyes and his tattoos lingering behind me eyelids.

Damn his sexy tattoos.

And then of course there was the time I had walked in on him in the bathroom. In my defense, I thought he was Mor. We shared a bathroom so we were always walking in on each other.

But one day, I was dying with a headache and needed to get into medicine cabinet for Advil before it turned into a migraine. I walked right in on Rhys.

The water had just been shut off when I was trying to find it—I had heard curtain being pulled back as I grabbed the bottle and poured a few into my hand.

“Sorry Mor, I was just–” my sentence was cut short then, because Rhys was the one in the shower, not Mor.

He had had a towel slung low on his hips, water still glistening on his sculpted chest and abdominals.

His chest.

Good god, it was in that moment that I had decided I found tattoos incredibly attractive. Swirls of dark color covered his chest and shoulders, then faded out in tendrils of ink down his arms.

He had smiled at me with a wicked grin.

“You could have told me you were going to join me in the shower, Feyre darling,” he had purred at me.

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From Fugitives to Slaves

The story you are about to read is totally fictional. While most of the stories are based on real people, this one isn’t


One of the things I realized is that one of the ideal candidates for acquiring for slavery are fugitives from the law. One of the main benefits of a fugitive is they probably have no family they’re attached to and probably no one would miss them. We’d also be doing society a favor by taking a possibly dangerous criminal off the streets. Also because they’re criminals, no guilt. They’re probably getting what they deserve. The one thing good is that most fugitives in the US stay in the country. In the US, they actually can blend in. In another country, passports are required. They’re more conspicuous and the laws can be different from the US.

Of course we found slim pickings initially. Looking up the FBI’s top 100 fugitives, the overwhelming majority are men. Also, of the women on the list, very few have value to sell as slaves.

Finally after a month of looking, we found somebody we were looking for. Her name was Katy however she could be using an alias. She was 31, past the shoulder blonde hair(which that could change), 5'5", 120 lbs. She allegedly had some tattoos. She was wanted for identity theft and check kiting in Atlanta. She managed to get out on bail during her trial. About a week into her trial she knew she was sunk. Her attorney(who was a public defender) urged her to take a plea deal. After that Katy packed her bags, withdrew whatever money she had left and took a bus. That was about a year ago. There were a couple of possible sightings. One in Chattanooga TN. Another in Charleston SC and another about a month before in North Carolina. That meant she was pretty much staying in the southeastern part of the country.

One day, my partner Bruce contacted someone who worked for a sheriff in rural Virginia who worked in the fugitive squad. He was on the take from us so we asked if there were any sightings. The deputy told us there was a possible sighting in Richmond VA. About an hour from us. The only change to her appearance was she was she dyed her hair reddish brown. That afternoon, Bruce, Rick, Tara and myself went over to Richmond. We were pretending we were bounty hunters. We asked around showing her wanted poster. We advised she dyed her hair. Finally we found one person who lived in a boarding house with her. The person told us that she worked at a bar in the area but wasn’t sure which one. So we split up covering different areas. Finally the third bar I went to I found her. She was dressed in skinny blue jeans with a tight sleeveless black t-shirt. You could see a barb wired tattoo on her left arm. She wore white Keds sneakers. I texted the other members with the location. I sat and had a beer for awhile. The others arrived shortly after. We figured it would be best to wait till after she left so as to not cause a scene.

At about 9pm, her shift was up. She removed her apron and put on a matching jean jacket. At that point, Rick was in the van while the rest of us had waited. I then texted Rick that she was on the move. She went out the front while rest of us followed trying to be inconspicuous. She got about a block and then Rick pulled the van in front of her.

“Hey, I’m kind of lost, I’m looking for US 60” asked Rick.

“Not to far from where I live.”

“Well since it’s on your way, I could drive you and save yourself several minutes walking.”


Katy got in the van.

“Oh before I start moving” as Rick pulled out a gun and handcuffs.

“Wanna put these on?”

“What the fuck?!!!”

“I’m a bounty hunter. My friends should be joining us right now. And there they are.” As the rest of us joined them.

“Oh behind your back please” Rick asked.

Katy sighed as she figured she was facing some serious jail time. Shortly after she would be thinking if it were only that.

As we got out of the city and more in a rural area, we placed a ball gag in your mouth and then a black leather hood over her head, we returned to the slave training facility. She still thought she was being taken to a police station or sheriff’s office. We brought her to the elevator. Down 3 floors underground. We took the hood off and she was horrified. She saw some woman in restraints being sexually tortured.

“Welcome to your home for probably the next month. For the next month, you will be trained to be a sex slave. Depending on how your training goes, after 30 days, you will be auctioned off to the highest bidder. And you will become their sex slave.” I explained

“Funny, we got you because we were looking up fugitives. Had you not run, you probably wouldn’t be in this predicament.”

We then stripped her, put her on the arch back device, attached a butt plug and a metal dildo along with a vibe to her clit that would edge her all night and we kept her gagged and blindfolded while forcing her to listen a disorientation tape.

It did take about 6 weeks before we got her trained and broken. When we completed its transformation, we branded the slave number 1011. Slave 1011 was then sold to an underground bdsm website for $30,000. She was sentenced to a life of bondage, rape, torture and degradation.

Crime definitely doesn’t pay

TCA’s with Kian

REQUEST: can you write one where you celebrate Kian’s win at the TCA’s?

A/N: Here you go anon


I woke up early in the morning and I yawned loudly turned around in bed to see my boyfriend Kian Lawley still sleeping. He was really excited about today because tonight was the Teen Choice Awards and he was nominated for Choice Youtuber. He was so excited that he stood up all night because he couldn’t go to sleep. I smiled at his sleeping form and I got up slowly out of bed. I wanted to treat him to breakfast in bed, so I walked out of our bedroom and walked upstairs to the kitchen. I show that Jc’s door was open, so I walked into his room.

“Jc? Are you awake?” I said as I saw him sitting at his computer.

He turned around in his chair, “Yeah I’m awake.” He rubbed his eyes.

“Have you been up all night editing?” I said.

“No I just woke up a few minutes ago and I thought I should just start editing before it is too late.” He yawned slightly.

“Oh are you hungry? I was going to make breakfast.”

“Yeah can I have scrambled eggs with toast and bacon?” He asked.

“Yeah, I’ll bring it to you when it is done.” I said as I walked out and to the kitchen.

“Thank you (Y/N).” He called after you.

I started making breakfast for the boys and I started humming a little tune in my head. I was cooking the eggs, when I felt strong arms wrap around my waist and hot breath on my neck. I turned around and saw Kian half a sleep still standing behind me.

“Good morning beautiful.” he said in a low and raspy voice. I kissed his nose and pulled him close to me and he nuzzled into my neck. “I missed you.” he mumbled into my neck.

I smiled, “What do you mean? I’m right here.”

“I know baby but I wanted to wake up and see your beautiful face, but instead I woke up to an empty bed…” he said as he wrapped his arms around me tighter and nuzzled his face into my neck again. I tried to get out of his grip to finish making breakfast but he kept holding onto me, “No babe I want you.” he said into my neck.

“But Kian, I’m gonna burn the eggs!” I quickly got out of his grip and shut off the stove and took the eggs off the pan and onto a plate.

Later that day, Kian and I got ready for the Teen Choice Awards. I wore a crop top that was black and white striped and a matching skirt, with white and black sneakers and I curled my hair. Kian wore a black and white striped shirt with black jeans and his converses and wore a sweat band that was red, yellow and green. (A/N: The picture above is what you are wearing and what kian is wearing.)

We both didn’t want to dress fancy and I didn’t want to wear heels with the dress, so I put on a pair of sneakers. Don’t judge me. Anyways, we walked out and to his car and got in. He drove to the TCA’s and I just started to take selfies.

When we got there, we parked the car and we walked to the red carpet. There was a lot of fans and a lot of people taking pictures. I wrapped my arm around Kian’s waist and he wrapped his arm around my waist. People started taking pictures and started calling our names in every direction and I just kept smiling. 

Kian leaned over and whispered in my ear, “Man you look so hot tonight baby.” I blushed and kissed his cheek. After about an hour of pictures and interviews, we finally went inside and found our seats and sat down. 

After a few hours, Kian and I were waiting for them to announce Choice Youtuber, and they did.

And we finally found out that Kian won! 

We were so happy. 

After the show was down, we drove home and Kian was really excited. When we got home, Kian was doing his happy dance.

“You are so crazy baby!” I laughed at him.

He looked at me, “What? Babe I am so happy.” He hugged me and picked me up and spun me around. “I am just so excited that I won a Teen Choice award!”

“Then lets celebrate.” I said.

“Yeah let’s go.” He said.

A/N: Well this is it. yeah this sucks I’m sorry 

Jewel Part 5 Joker X Reader :)

J and I had made up after hours of kissin’, touchin’ and lovin’ bringing us back to where we were before I ditched town, two criminals in lust. Being so damn happy I dug through my brain searching for some hint as to why I would leave him in the first place. His chrome smile flashed through my brain at least once a minute, his touch burned into my skin. It was 11:00pm the next day and the question still stuck inside of me, we were at one of J’s strip clubs, this particular club being opened in honor of my return. “Whatcha goanna name it J? I casually asked a few hours earlier watching him  stare out the window. He turned letting loose his wide smile. “We call it.. Baby love’s.. Do you like the sound of that?” I nodded “It’s got a song like quality about it J” He turned back to the window “That it does kitten, that it does.”

 Tonight was the grand opening of Baby Love’s J wanted me to come along to cut the big red ribbon a crossed the main dancers stage. I went along not wanting to upset J,  slashing open the wounds we just healed. Getting done dancing to my first song I wondered to the private rooms in search of J. There were long elegant gold curtains that swept along the purple floor. Music pounded the walls along with the happy bodies jumping and swaying to the beat. I smiled at anybody that made eye contact with me. It was great to see people having a good time. J was in the very back a couple of guys surrounding him as he sat in a thrown like chair “Hi baby” I grinned. J purred laying his eyes on me. “Doll?” He patted on his leg urging me to sit on his lap. I happily skipped up the stairs passed his dull looking goons and plopping down into J’s lap. His sent intoxicated me. “Mmm baby you smell good” I said nuzzling his shoulder.  J smiled “It’s all for you kitten. all for you” I continued to smile looking around. 

The night was still young, the air filled with the sticky scent of perfume. Dumb girls screamed their heads off trying t get the attention of a young stallion that stood somewhere near them, those kind of people annoyed me but J didn’t seem to mind. Never in my life had I felt so confident as I was with him. If anyone messed with me he could blast them away. If anyone messed with him I could blast them away. I began to think of  my time way from him again. To get money and protection I would dance at a run down club owned mostly by run-down gangsters, it wasn’t hell on earth or anything it was kind of nice to be independent. “Hey J?” I spoke in his ear “Hmmm?” He turned his head in my direction. I hesitated slightly hoping he wouldn’t cause a scene “Why did I leave you?” J sighed heavily looking out onto the club, a sea of gold and purple. “Sometimes people need to run doll.. that’s all..” We made eye contact “Don’t think about it” He tapped my head with a gloved finger. I nodded obediently pushing the thought away.

 I got up off of him bending and stretching so that my ass was in J’s face. I heard him purr his eyes quickly darted around the room to be sure that no one else dared glance over “Time to dance boys!” I yelled making my way out to the floor. Spanking one of the guards asses. I smiled hearing a gun shot soon after my exit. No one stopped dancing it was the time of their lives, why should anothers misfortune ruin their night? I moved my body in the middle of the crowd dancing with anyone who was open. J hours before we left came home with an iridescent chrome dress, It had long elegant sleeves but stopped under my ass. Personally it wasn’t my first choice but it matched what he wore so what was there to complain about. I was dancing with a black haired stranger when I felt a strong hand tap my shoulder. It was Frost “Mista J want to see ya he says come now” Frost was smiling.

 I stuck out my lower lip dragging myself to the back of the club being bumped and shoved by people who didn’t realize who I was. “Yes almighty one” I burst into the room doing a dramatic bow. J smirked motioning with his pointer finger to come closer to his throne. Grinning I strutted towards him taunting his ego. J gripped my arm pinching me. “J? what?” He stared dead into my eyes seeming to growl. “Who was the fine young man you were.. dancing on.. you like him?” I turned my head looking in the direction of the dance floor “Wha-” J held my face his breathing picking up “Go get him” he hissed at his thugs. I panicked not wanting that guy to die for dancing with me. Slapping a thugs ass was different they were human waste not an innocent guy. J sat me down on his lap holding onto me very tightly. “I hope your enjoying your night Doll, I went to all this trouble for you!” He exclaimed giving his there-is-going-to-be-trouble-real soon-smile.

 I rolled my eyes. “It’s quite the shindig honey” I played his game for the sake of my own ass. We sat silently J stroking my hair eyeballing any finely dressed man that walked by. His heart beat pounded faster than the music. I turned around grabbing his face “Is that a gun in your pocket or are you happy to see me” J let up smiling like a child his blue eyes traveling around my face. “Why don’t just you and me get out of here I’ve got an apartment in the city.. with a ravishing view” I kissed his jaw before moving up to his ear. “Sounds raunchy.. I’m in” J laughed helping me up. On our way out Frost was heading back with the poor soul who danced with, no hesitation involved J shot him point blank in the forehead. The guy dropped to the floor like a sack. “bad boy” I winked at J taking his arm. The night outside was absolutely beautiful there was no stars in the sky only straight black a slight haze being lite up by the stench and aura of Gotham. J helped me into the car. “Lets go baby” He said revving the car before zooming off into the velvet night. 

Thank you for reading all! This was my first Fanfic ever so I’m sorry it was a bit rough. Stay tuned though I have been working on a new line of Joker stories called “Baby Daddy” You guy are the best! <3 

Until next time! Same bat-time Same Bat-channel

poison ivy

REQUEST: @ateliefloresdaprimavera - Sebs wife playing Poison Ivy.

WARNINGS: language. flufffffffff???? 



This was the job of a life time. Not only would you be a part of the DC Universe, but you got to play the sexy villain. You were waiting for Sebastian to get home to tell him the news, knowing that he would immediately tease you for the role. 

“(Y/N)?” His voice sounded through the house. 

“I’m in the room!” You called out as you hung up the last piece of clothing in the closet. 

You heard Sebastian’s footsteps come closer to the room and before you knew it, his hands found your waist and his lips were on your neck. 

“Hello, darling.” He mumbled against your skin, a smirk playing on his lips. 

“Hey, baby.” Your hand came up behind him and settled on the nape of his neck, fingers toying with the short strands of hair. 

He turned you around quickly, eyebrows raising. “Are you hiding something from me?” He asked. 

“No,” you dragged out. “Why would you think that?” 

“I know you too well.” He hummed. “Now what is it?” 

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