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Heart on the Line (part 1)

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You and Bucky had your differences in college, but now you need a place to stay and he needs a roommate, and in order to make ends meet, you two start a phone sex line together.  

“For a Good Time, Call…” AU


author: sugardaddytonystark (formerly buckysbackpackbuckle)
pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
word count: 1516
warnings: smutty smut smut and dirty talk (future chapters)

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Mistborn | 01

Kim Taehyung | Comedy | Fluff | Angst | arrangedmarriage!au | dragon!au 

❝You’ve been promised to Taehyung since you were seven and he’s hated you since. Nothing could possibly change that fact, not when you’ve all but stolen his freedom by simply existing. Or so he thought.❞

warnings: this is horribly historically inaccurate. pls. don’t read if you like know shit because you’re just in for a wild ride. also. this is like, borderline sucky because its rushed and im lazy but yah 


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Forbidden Love | Pt. 9

▷ Jimin Angst

❥ “I think about you a little more than I should..”

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Epilogue 

You read the last text message over and over again, each time sobbing harder because of the pain in your chest.

You never thought that leaving him would be so painful and hard for you. Each passing day, you felt weaker and weaker, the longing for his love and touch growing every second.

But you had him now. He needed you, just like you needed him. He changed your whole life, making you realize that you could love someone even more than you’ve ever imagined.

He made you realize that you had to be strong. For him and for yourself..

You snapped out of your thoughts when your felt the bed beside you dip slowly, two arms wrapping around your body and squeezing you tightly as much as he could.

Smiling softly, you hugged him back and closed your eyes, relaxing to the feeling of his soft and warm touch.

He belonged to you and you belonged to him. And you were ready to do everything not to change that.


Jimin sighed as he looked at his phone screen. It was another day and he had send another text message, just like everyday since you left.

At first, the text messages were expressing his anger and disappointment he felt towards you. But as time flew by, his anger turned into pain and the disappointment vanished away as if it had never been there before. He started missing you like crazy and hoped to find you as soon as he could.

But just like everyone, he had times too, where he felt like he was losing his hope, fighting for something no one could guarantee he would achieve someday.

Nonetheless, he believed in his love and promised himself every single day that he would find you.

Standing up from the bench, Jimin tucked his phone into his pocket and started walking with heavy steps towards his apartment.

Suddenly, he felt something bump against his leg and heard a silent whimper.

Turning his head around, Jimin looked down and saw a little boy sitting on the ground. The little boy was observing his knees carefully with his teary eyes, making sure not to touch the wound that was forming on his them.

Jimin crouched in front of him immediately. “Hey, are you okay?”

The little kid looked up at him with his teary eyes without saying anything and in that moment, Jimin felt his heart break into million pieces.

Reaching out for his purse, he took out two bandaids and covered the wounds with them so the little kid couldn’t be able to see them.

Patting his head, Jimin smiled at him. “Next time, be a little bit more careful, okay buddy?”

He watched how the teary eyes of the boy in front of him turned into amazed and happy ones. “Buddy? Can I really be your buddy?”

Jimin smiled widely at the question and nodded immediately. “Of course! But first, we need to find your mommy or daddy so you can go home safely, ok?”

Just before the kid could answer his question, they heard a panicked voice nearing them, making them turn their head towards the voice.

“Jihyun! You promised me you wouldn’t run away like that again! You scared the crap out-”

“Mommy!”

Jimin froze the minute he saw your face and heard the words coming out of the little boy’s mouth.

You, on the other hand, looked at Jimin with widely opened eyes, your heart beating furiously against your rib cage.

Just before you could say anything, Jihyun spoke again.

“Mommy look, this hyung looks just like my daddy you showed me in the picture!”

Prompt List of Sarcasm
  1. “Well, what can I say? I’m a badass.” 
  2. “Define normal.” 
  3. “Do I get bonus points if I act like I care?” 
  4. “Just remember if we get caught, you’re deaf and I don’t speak English.” 
  5. “Don’t look for any redeeming qualities. I don’t have any.” 
  6. “It’s amazing how fast the world can go from bad to total shit storm.” 
  7. “I love you. You enormously stubborn pain in the ass.” 
  8. “And you wonder why you’re still single.” 
  9. “Remind me to kill you. Please.” 
  10. “I’m listening to you. I’m just not paying attention.” 
  11. “That’s a little melodramatic, don’t you think?” 
  12. “Were you dropped on your head?” 
  13. “She’s crazy. And just when you think you’ve reached the bottom of her craziness, there’s a crazy underground garage.” 
  14. “She may seem like lollipops and rainbows but I bet behind close doors she’s latex and whips.” 
  15. “If my day gets any worse, I’m asking hell if they’re having an exchange program.” 
  16. “Sorry. I don’t speak skank.” 
  17. “If I survive, can I go home?” 
  18. “My middle finger salutes you.” 
  19. “This is a whole new level of moronic, even for you.” 
  20. “I don’t think I could ever stab someone. I mean, let’s be honest. I can barely get the straw in the Capri Sun.” 
  21. “I don’t have enough middle fingers to let you know how I feel.” 
  22. “Insanity run in my family. It practically gallops.” 
  23. “Oh darling. Go buy a brain.” 
  24. “Somebody’s cranky.” “Somebody needs to shut up.” 
  25. “Frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn.” 
  26. “All due respect, but that’s a bunch of crap.” 
  27. “I am one of the few people in the world who can murder you and leave no forensic evidence behind.” 
  28. “Excuse me. I have to go make a scene.” 
  29. “What did I tell you about calling her/him the devil?” “That it’s offensive to the devil?” 
  30. “I heard that!” “You were supposed to!” 
  31. “I need therapy after this.” 
  32. “You didn’t get in trouble for lying. You got in trouble for lying badly.” 
  33. “I’m not weird. I am limited edition.” 
  34. “I turned out liking you a lot more that I originally planned.” 
  35. “I think you’re weird.” “I think you’re boring.” 
  36. “If history repeats itself, I am so getting a dinosaur.” 
  37. “You seem somewhat familiar. Have I threatened you before?” 
  38. “I’m afraid I’ve been thinking…” “A dangerous pastime.” 
  39. “I’d explain it to you, but you’re brain would explode.” 
  40. “Wow, there’s a big surprise. I think I’m going to have a heart attack and die from surprise.” 
  41. “I’m gonna hit you so hard, it’ll make you ancestors dizzy.” 
  42. “Even when we were kids, I always kicked your ass!” 
  43. “Sarcasm is the body’s natural reaction to stupidity.” 
  44. “You’re good. A monster pain in the ass… but you’re good.” 
  45. “Well, excuse me, psychic wonder!” 
  46. “The female of the species is more deadly than the male.” 
  47. “Don’t look in her eyes, she might steal your soul.” 
  48. “She’s hot, but she’s evil.” 
  49. “Do I regret it? Yes. Would I do it again? Probably.” 
  50. “I already know that I’m going to hell. At this point it’s really go big or go home.” 
  51. “Go on, knock his teeth down his throat.” 
  52. “You’re going to burn in a very special level of hell. A level they reserve for child molesters, animal abusers and people who talk at the theater.” 
  53. “What’s the point in screaming? No one’s listening anyway.” 
  54. “I’m not a damsel in distress. I’m a damsel doing damage.” 
  55. “So stick that in your juice box and suck it.” 
  56. “Never take life seriously. No one ever comes out alive anyway.” 
  57. “This place hold a lot of memories for me. Some bad, some… No. No, no, all bad.” 
  58. “A little gasoline… blowtorch… no problem.” 
  59. “Good, bad, I’m the one with the gun.” 
  60. “I know you can’t kill anybody, ‘cause I can’t kill anybody.” 
  61. “You’re insane, but you might also be brilliant.” 
  62. “What you call insanity, I call inspiration.” 
  63. “Sometimes I question my sanity. Occasionally it replies.” 
  64. “Why should we date?” “Because we are attracted to each other.” “I am attracted to pie, but I do not feel the need to date pie.” 
  65. “Why does everyone assume the worst of me.” “It saves time.” 
  66. “I like you. You’re different.” 
  67. “You successfully cured him/her of anything interesting about his/her personality.” 
  68. “Neither one us is drunk enough for this conversation.” 
  69. “You’re questioning my methods.” “I’m not questioning it, I’m saying it’s stupid.” 
  70. “Wow, somebody needs a Happy Meal.” 
  71. “I didn’t do it!” “Then why are you laughing?” “Because whoever did it is a freaking genius.” 
  72. “Idiots. I’m surrounded by idiots.” 
  73. “You couldn’t handle me even if I came with instructions.” 
  74. “I care so little, I almost passed out.” 
  75. “Well behaved woman rarely make history.” 
  76. “You’re so weird.” “You have no idea.” 
  77. “The universe may not always play fair, but at least it’s got a hell of a sense of humor.” 
  78. “You haven’t even seen my bad side yet.” 
  79. “Obviously you have mistaken me for somebody who gives a shit.” 
  80. “How’s life treating you?” “Like I ran over it’s dog.” 
  81. “Rule number one: don’t bother sucking up. I already hate you, that’s not going to change.” 
  82. “Oh God, we’re not gonna have to hug or anything, are we.” 
  83. “I’m so glad you could come.” “Cut the crap. Give me a drink.” 
  84. “You make no sense to me.” “Welcome to my life.” 
  85. “Have fun being deal.” “I will.” 
  86. “Damn, you’re strong for a little thing.” 
  87. “It’s called thinking. Go with it.” 
  88. “I made a new friend today.” “Real or imaginary?” “Imaginary.” 
  89. “Where have you been all my life?” “Hiding from you.” 
  90. “I’m getting real bored and impatient. I don’t do bored and impatient.” 
  91. “The girl is strange no question.” 
  92. “Do us a favor… I know it’s difficult for you… but please, stay here, and try no to do anything… stupid.” 
  93. “I know most people don’t like me; I don’t care, I don’t like most people.” 
  94. “You are a very strange person.” “Well, thanks for noticing.” 
  95. “I can tell that you think what you’re saying is funny, but… no.”
  96. “I didn’t steal it. I permanently borrowed it.” 
  97. “I’m not shy. I’m just examining my prey.” 
  98. “If you pull out my earphones, I will pull out your lungs.”
  99. “I don’t dislike you, I nothing you.” 
  100. “Are you crying? No, I’m impersonating a fountain.” 
  101. “Ah, he’s playing hard-to-get. That’s cute.” 
  102. “You’re kinda anti-social, you know that?” 
  103. “I feel like a freakin’ soccer mom.” 
  104. “My advice is much more subtle. Stop being an ass.” 
  105. “I’m just gonna pack up and go straight to hell now.” 
  106. “My ex? Yeah, I’d still hit that. Except this time it would be with a car or baseball bat.” 
  107. “She’s complicated like the DaVinci code, you know but harder to crack.” 
  108. “And just like everything else we do around here, it’s about to get weirder.” 
  109. “Such big evil in such a little thing.” 
  110. “Why do I still like you, knowing you’re a total asshole?” 
  111. “What does not kill you will likely try again.” 
  112. “Oh honey, I would but… I don’t want to.” 
  113. “And hello to you too… little homewrecker.” 
  114. “I’m gonna make you wish you were dead.” 
  115. “I don’t need anger management. I need people to stop pissing me off.” 
  116. “What doesn’t kill me might make me kill you.”
  117. “In another life, I think I was in a mental institution.” 
  118. “I’m not crazy. I’m just interesting.” 
  119. “Don’t make me pop your ten grand sand bags honey.” 
  120. “This is fun.” “Seriously, we’re trying to hide a body.” 

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New Beginnings

Originally posted by sheexhalesvanillalace

Summary: Dance Practice for the Yule Ball and Y/n and George are paired up to practice. Just flufffff! Also need to tag @notgreengrass for being the editor over my posts, and helping me with the ending. I have no idea what I would do without you, tysm for making my writing that much better!

Word Count: 1578

Pairings: George Weasley x Reader


The Yule Ball, as McGonagall described it, was a tradition that only happened during the Triwizard Tournament in which boys and girls — third year and up — attend a formal dance. The partying was what George was fine with, but the aspect he was had trouble with was the dance class.
Sure, on the outside he joked around about the ordeal with his twin brother, but on the inside, George was terrified. It wasn’t because McGonagall was forcing everyone to learn how to do the Waltz correctly, no. It was because of the person he longed to dance with.

Y/n stood just across the room with all the other girls. It was a sunny day, and so her y/h/c hair looked glossy from the diamond-like reflections of the large window. Her smile was captivating, radiant even, as she laughed at the sight of McGonagall and Ron dancing together. Her hips were swaying ever so slightly to the soft music bouncing off the stone walls of the room.

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Uptown Girl [3]

Summary: Y/N comes from one of the richest families in New York. Peter crushes hard on her but knows they could never happen.

AN: thank you to everyone who liked part 2 YAY! this part is in peter’s POV btw!

Peter Parker x Reader

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“I have the perfect movie for us to watch tonight!” Y/N excitedly said from beside me.

6 months.

It’s been 6 months since me and Y/N L/N became friends. In the course of those 6 months, she had managed to wiggle her way into my life to the point where it was hard to imagine life without her beaming smile greeting me when I looked to my side. It was also getting harder to hide the fact that I was completely in love with her but was too much of an idiot to do anything about it.

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K-I-S-S-I-N-G - Tom Holland One Shot

Pairing: Tom Holland X Reader

Prompt: You have yet to experience your first kiss when you are cast as Peter Parker’s love interest in the upcoming Spiderman movie. It doesn’t help that your character is the one who initiates the kiss and that you like your costar, Tom.

Word Count: 2500

A/N: I absolutely love Tom and Harrison’s friendship. In order to fit my idea for this imagine, I had to make Harrison kind of a jerk. So my apologies to anyone who would get offended over that. Harrison seems like a good person-please do not allow this fictional one shot determine how you see him.

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“Rise and shine!” Someone shouted, their muffled voice ringing throughout your hotel room. You turned under your covers, planting your face into your warm pillow with a groan-not ready to start the day.

“Wake up, Y/N.” Another person insisted, knocking lightly on the door.

“Don’t make me come in there. Get up, you lazy butt.” The first voice threatened and the knocking got louder. You threw your warm covers off you and shouted back.

“I’m coming, Haz! No need to break down my door!” You replied. You yawned and rubbed your eyes.

“Hurry up.” Harrison stated.

“Take your time.” Tom said.

“No, hurry up. We’re going to be late.”

“We won’t be late.” The boys began to argue outside of your hotel door as you changed into decent clothes. You brushed your teeth quickly before combing out your hair.

“Are you ready yet?” Harrison asked impatiently. You opened your door with a tired smile. He sighed, “Finally!”

“We still have half an hour.” You stated, closing your door and beginning the walk down the hallway to the elevator.

“Y/N, I got you your coffee. Just the way you like it.” Tom said, handing you the hot cup. You smiled gratefully as you took it. He was always doing small things for you, such as getting you coffee almost daily as if he was your personal assistant.

“You’re a life saver. Thank you.” You replied, taking a sip of it. You kissed his cheek, missing how his cheeks flared as you did so. The elevator doors opened and the three of you stepped inside.

“Where are the others?” You asked.

“They’ve all got the day off. I wouldn’t be surprised if they all are sleeping in.” Tom explained.

“I wish I could be that lucky. So are we shooting mainly our scenes today then?” Tom was the star of the movie, playing Peter Parker aka Spiderman. You were portraying the love interest of Peter, which meant the two of you had a lot of scenes together. You both got along great and that chemistry transitioned onto the screen. You would even dare to say you had a developing crush on the dorky British actor. And oh how Harrison loved to tease you about it. He was like the annoying older brother that teased you and you would fire right back at him.

“Can we stop for breakfast on the way to the studio?” Harrison asked, “I’m hungry.”

“Hi, hungry. Nice to meet you.” You teased and he rolled his eyes.

“I really hate you sometimes.” He replied.

“No, you love me.”

~~~

After getting breakfast for the three of you on the way there, you were sat in the makeup chair, having your artist begin applying makeup to your face. A smirking Harrison came towards you from where Tom was talking to the director.

“What’s got you all smug, Haz?” You asked.

“Oh, nothing. I just figured out what scene you’re shooting today.” He beamed in excitement. You closed your eyes as your makeup artist began to do your eyeshadow.

“What scene would that be? Your cameo?”

“Nope.” Harrison replied, “Peter and Y/C/N’s kiss.” If your makeup artist hadn’t been working on your eyes, you were sure your eyes would’ve fallen out of your head. It’s not that you didn’t like the idea of kissing Tom, but it was that you had never kissed anyone before. A first kiss was something that little girls dreamed of and it had never happened to you. Now, you were being robbed of that experience because of your choice to become an actress. You knew you would have to kiss him eventually for the role since it was imbedded into the script that your characters would share one. It was even harder to think about the kiss because your character instigates it and not Peter.

“Really? The kiss scene already?” You questioned.

“Yep.” You could hear the joy in Harrison’s voice. Your makeup artist finished with your eyes and called it good. You thanked her and then grabbed your script, looking over the scene.

“Have fun with it. Shooting starts in ten.” He laughed even more smug than when he came over in the first place. A whole day of taunting was scheduled for you-you could just tell. You read over the scene again and again until the director called you into place.

“Don’t be nervous.” Tom tried to calm you down as your makeup artist applied one last touch of chapstick to your lips.

“That’s very helpful.” You replied sarcastically.

“It’s just like any other kiss, except you’re kissing me.” He stated and the confusion immediately spread across his face-wondering exactly what he just said and why. You two got into position on the set that was your character’s room.

“And action!” The director called.

“I need to go.” Tom said.

“Why? You just got here.” You asked, as Tom moved towards “your” bedroom “door”.

“I-I-I need milk.” He replied and you raised your eyebrows.

“Why are you lying to me?” You raised your voice a little.

“I’m not lying.” Tom stated in an unconvincing tone.

“Peter, we need to talk.” You said, standing from your desk.

“Maybe later, Y/C/N. I’m sorry-I’ve really got to go.” He put his hand on your door handle.

“Peter Parker, you listen to me right now.” You demanded and watched as his hand dropped. Your voice went into a whisper, “Are you Spiderman or is it a hobby of yours to get into fights and play with my feelings?”

“I-I-” Tom voiced. His voice and facial expressions clearly showing the internal conflict bubbling inside of Peter. “Yes.” He sighed, “But no one can know. Not Ned and especially not Aunt May.”

“How? How did this happen?” You asked, stepping closer to him.

“It’s a long story. Just stay inside tonight, promise?” He replied, meeting your eyes. You were supposed to pull him in for a kiss by taking him either by the shirt or the back of his neck, but, instead, you sighed and looked away.

“Cut!” The director yelled.

“I’m sorry.” You apologized, guilt and embarrassment eating you up. You felt guilty for ruining the otherwise great scene and you were embarrassed for letting your feelings get the better of you. It just didn’t feel right to you to initiate your first kiss with your cast mate in front of tons of cameras.

“Just take a breather. That was really good.” Tom stated. He was always the encouraging and supportive cast mate. If you struggled even in the slightest, he would be there to help you. You had spent several nights in each other’s hotel rooms, reading your lines and acting out scenes; but never once has this scene been brought up between you two.

“I’m good-I’m good. Let’s run this again.” You stated, trying to convince everyone, including yourself, that you could do it again. You and Tom went back to your original place to restart the scene.

“Action!” The director called and the cameras began to roll once more. The lines flowed from both of your mouths easily and then the important part came.

“Just stay inside, promise?” Tom asked. You inhaled a sharp breath before grabbing the back of his neck and pulling him down to you. The moment your lips locked, your mind became clouded with thoughts. Was this what kissing felt like? Were you doing it right? What was Tom going to think? Did he think you were good? Was it too much? Was it convincing? There was a loud laugh from off set, making the director call cut.

“Harrison!” Tom shouted, breaking away from you. You closed your eyes and dropped your hands to your sides to process what had just happened. You had just experienced your first kiss-now you could never go back.

“If you can’t keep your mouth shut Osterfield, you’re going outside.” The director said. Harrison nodded, trying to stifle his laughter.

“Two people kissing isn’t that funny.” Tom added. Harrison was ordered to leave because his laughter was not stopping.

“I’m sorry.” You apologized to Tom.

“Don’t be. You did fine.” He replied with a small smile.

“I haven’t initiated a kiss in a while.” You mumbled, embarrassed.

“You’ve got nothing to be embarrassed about. It wasn’t bad. I just didn’t kiss back because it’s not scripted for Peter.”

“Let’s roll this again!” The director shouted.

By the tenth take of the scene, you and Tom had to focus on not laughing. It began to stop being uncomfortable and awkward, but it was still an unusual thing for you. You pulled him in for the kiss as scripted and he started to laugh against your lips, making you burst out in giggles as well.

“Two people kissing isn’t that funny, Tom. Get a grip.” You teased while laughing all the same.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” He repeated as he tried controlling his laughter.

The last time you and Tom had to do the scene was by far the strangest one for you. It was written that you would kiss him and then, after a moment, he would begin to kiss you back-right as you pulled away. But all of that did not happen for the last take.

The moment his lips hit yours he began to kiss you back. It surprised you at first, but you continued with it. You pulled away from him.

“Go get ‘em, Peter.” You said quietly, finishing the scene.

~~~

“I am so going to beat you.” Harrison said cockily to Jacob as the two began to play a video game in Tom’s trailer.

“Tom’s going to be so pissed at us for drinking all of his Dr. Pepper.” Laura laughed, sitting down beside Zendaya on the couch.

“Hey, you drank the last one.” Zendaya stated.

“I called dibs before we got here, so technically it was Jacob.” She replied.

“No blaming me for anything.” Jacob said, his eyes glued to the large TV screen. The girls watched as the boys played their game, waiting for the last of their cast mates to arrive. It was a common thing for the cast that had finished their filming to wait in someone’s trailer before going back to the hotel or grabbing a bite to eat. This time, they had all snuck into Tom’s trailer and (im)patiently waited for you and him to arrive.

“It’s always your fault.” Harrison responded. Their ears perked up as they heard the trailer door open.

“It was fine-I promise.” Tom said, walking into the room with you following him. He sighed as he saw the four others sprawled in his living room area.

“Really? You lot couldn’t just go to your own trailers?” Tom asked, kicking off his shoes.

“You have the biggest TV.” Harrison and Jacob replied simultaneously.

“Your couch is comfy.” Zendaya shrugged.

“My trailer is the smallest.” Laura stated. Tom rolled his eyes, “Can we go to dinner now?”

“No! I have to beat him first.” Harrison exclaimed. Laura got up from his spot on the couch and stood in front of the TV, blocking their view. You rolled your eyes at the boys who tried to see around her. You picked up the remote and turned the TV off, much to Jacob and Harrison’s dismay.

“You’re no fun.” Harrison pouted.

“I’ve been filming all day. I am more tired than you can imagine. All I want to do is eat and sleep.” You stated, standing by Tom in the doorway.

“Are your lips tired too?” Harrison teased making a kissy face at you. You took one of Tom’s throw pillows and chucked it at him.

“Aw, man. Was that today? We missed the kiss scene?” Zendaya whined.

“You didn’t miss anything.” You said.

“It was so funny. They were terribly awkward about the whole thing.” Harrison stated with a laugh, “Was there any tongue?” He asked, wiggling his eyebrows at Tom, “Kissing burns 6 calories a minute. How many did you two burn today? How chapped are your lips?” He continued as the others began to laugh and Tom rolled his eyes, “What’s the flavor of Y/N’s lipgloss? Strawberry or vanilla?”

“Do it again.” Jacob encouraged.

“Yeah, do it for our friends.” Harrison taunted.

“Harrison-” Laura started, being the one who saw the upset look flash across your face.

“Can we drop this?” Tom asked, feeling slightly annoyed at his best friend.

“You guys go to dinner. I’ll just eat on my own tonight.” You said, turning and leaving the trailer with all eyes on you. Tom’s trailer was silent as everyone’s attention shifted to Harrison, who was now looking extremely worried and guilty. It wasn’t unusual for him to make slightly taunting jokes; normally you would give him sassy remarks. Laura and Tom made eye contact and she sent him a silent look that told him to go after you. Wordlessly, Tom left his friends and went to your trailer that wasn’t too far from his.

He knocked on your door quietly. He listened as footsteps drew closer to the other side of the door.

“Harrison?” You asked with a unsteady voice.

“The other one.” Tom replied. His heartbeat quickened as the door slowly opened. He felt a pain form inside him as he registered the red color of your eyes-you had been crying and it had been partially his fault.

“Can I come in?” He asked and you nodded, allowing him to enter. He shut the door behind him as you went back to your small kitchen. Tom followed you in there.

“Cereal for dinner?” He questioned, acknowledging the empty bowl, spoon, milk and cereal box on your counter.

“It’s all I’ve got.” You shrugged.

“May I join you?” Tom asked and you nodded, getting another bowl for him and a spoon. You two sat down at the table and began to eat the cereal in silence.

“I’m sorry for what Harrison was saying.” Tom spoke up, breaking the quiet air.

“It’s not your fault.” You replied, “I’m just sensitive about it.”

“Why would you be sensitive about kissing?” It was an innocent question-he meant no harm. You paused for a moment before answering.

“Because I’ve never been kissed. I’ve never been in a serious relationship and I’ve never kissed anyone. Today was difficult because I had to initiate it and I had no clue what I was doing.” You said in a hushed tone. Tom’s spoon clattered as it fell into his bowl.

“You-you’ve never been kissed-like ever?” He asked in confusion.

“That’s the meaning of never, is it not?” You replied dryly. “I already feel foolish as it is. I don’t need you, Harrison, or anyone else mocking me for it.”

“No-no-I’d never.” Tom stated, “I was just confused because earlier today when we were-ya know-kissing, it didn’t seem like you were that inexperienced.”

“So you’re saying I didn’t completely suck? Thanks.” You commented back sarcastically.

“That’s not what I meant. I mean, you still need practice, but it’s only because you’ve never done it before. You are a good kisser-I wouldn’t mind doing it again. It probably would have been better if I kissed back as well.”

“What did you just say? You wouldn’t mind kissing me?” You asked.

“Of course not.” Tom paused, “The truth is: I really like you. I was excited then and I’m excited now to have you play Peter’s love interest.”

“You know, I wouldn’t mind kissing you again either.” You replied with a shy smile on your face. Tom placed one of hands on the side of your cheek and drew you into him, planting his lips on yours.

You have probably kissed him at least twenty times today, but it’s different than those kisses. There is a spark in it and it’s filled with emotion and passion. It’s not acting, it’s real. You pulled away breathless, feeling your lips buzz.

“Now that was a kiss.” You said.

“And I plan on doing it a lot more.” Tom mumbled against your lips, locking them with his in another kiss.

You know, if I could change ONE thing about Moffat’s Doctor Who run, just one thing that I think would honestly make it more watchable (though certainly not save it completely) 

-Do not make River Song and Melody Pond the same person. 


Like, I know Moffat thinks that this twist was really clever. But it’s not.

River Song: Badass time traveler who meets the Doctor out of order and they have a flirty, whirlwind romance? Really fun idea.

Melody Pond: The child of his companions, stolen in infancy, raised to be an assassin? Maybe a little harder to sell, but has potential to be a real sympathetic antagonist. 

But meshing them into the same person? Totally defangs Melody’s potential as an antagonist AND makes River’s romance weird and gross. 

But I guess having more than 2 recurring female characters in the cast wouldn’t have been wibbly wobbly enough for DipShit McGee. 

Strictly Professional

Summary: You recognized the problematic customers the second you saw them. Lin, however, took the cake with being the most memorable client you’ve ever had. (TattooArtist!Reader)

Paring: Lin x reader

Words: 4,428

A/N:Thank you to @strongenoughfoundation for being awesome and giving me tips for certain parts of the story (you’re the queen of dialogue)! Also, thank you to @how-could-i-do-this for proofreading (I’m glad i’m getting better at not switching tenses lol). I wrote this in celebration of my first tattoo lol! Thanks for reading!

Edit: @whenthingsgettoughdontpushmeaway - I remember you asking to be tagged when I posted. @buckybarneshairpullingkink - You already read it, but I didn’t forget (well, I did, but ya know lol)


“Is that him?” you mumbled to your coworker Liz as you emerged from your room to the front desk, watching the man that paced back and forth in front of the parlor.

You could always spot the first-timers the instant you looked at them. You could sense the excitement and nervousness rolling off them in waves, their bodies tense from the anticipation of the ink that would soon permanently mark their skin.

But him?

It was more like a tsunami of emotions, crashing and tumbling over his body as he questioned his decision to get a tattoo. You felt it before you even stepped foot into the same room as him.

“It’s so unfair that you always get the cute ones,” Liz whispered as she handed you his paperwork. She had an appointment in ten minutes, and with the piece being a fairly large and intricate one, she passed him off to you.

You rolled your eyes, ignoring her comment and scanned his papers, noting his name and birthdate. “Lin?” you called.

He spun on his heel at his name, his swift steps having him in front of the desk within seconds. “Hi, yes, that’s me,” he answered quickly.

You inwardly sighed, knowing exactly what kind of patron he was going to be: the spazz that spoke too much, asked too many questions, and would hold his breath until he turned blue. “My name is Y/N and I’ll be with you today. What kind of tattoo would you like Lin?” you asked, watching as he nervously drummed his fingers against the counter.

His eyes widened, looking at you disbelievingly. “You’re the one giving me the tattoo?”

The neck cramp that you got when you handled frustrating customers reared its ugly head. “Yes. This is a fairly small tattoo shop and you just happened to come in last minute, without an appointment…” you said slowly, narrowing your eyes and challenging him to say anything further.

“I didn’t expect someone that looked like you to give me a tattoo. I’ve always pictured a big, burly man and not a beautiful woman that…” Lin trailed off, sighing when he realized what an ass he must have sounded, “I’m just going to shut up now. Sorry.”

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Them Being Attracted to a Fan They’ve Seen Multiple Times: BTS

Jin:

He’d try to make you laugh with his dad jokes while taking each opportunity and not letting it go till he saw at least a big smile on your face. He’d make sure to provide you with a lot of entertainment so that it’d be harder for you to forget about him.


Suga:

I don’t think Yoons would actually know how to act? Like he might try the nice guy act but drop it, since acting different with the person he’s attracted to didn’t seem right, so he acted with you the way he acted with the rest of his members; like a friend.


J-Hope:

I think you’d see Hobi get a little less playful and a little more serious. He’s the kind of person that dives into a relationship head on, and gives his everything in it, so more than anybody else, he’d spent the time evaluating your personality, and maybe provide you with his contact info at the end.


Rap Monster:

Almost instantly, Nams would become even clumsier than he already is. He would be such a flustered and nervous little mess that his hands were literally shaking when finally in your presence and the dimples were shining non-stop whenever he felt your eyes on him.


JiMin:

He will try to seduce you.
Fun Fact: He will do it unconsciously. It’s as if his brain shut down completely and only his body was left in charge, doing whatever he seemed right at the moment without thinking of possible consequences.


V:

He’d act pretty much the same, with maybe a little less weird and a little more curious of you, and it would be more of him asking questions rather than the opposite.


JungKook:

He’ll avert right back into his fetus days. So shy and fluffy. Still too shy to talk to you. Basically, he’d be too cute to handle.

anonymous asked:

Could you do a reaction kinda based on a song?

YEEEE I’ve been reading a lot of smutty stuff lately so the song I’ll base it off of is Blood Sweat and Tears. If you want me to do a more serious song you may request again, just be specific on the genre~ (Angst or fluff, or another smut. I don’t mind). My reactions are usually pretty long and this one will be a bit longer. I tried my best to like, make each of their reactions based off their lines in the song, some of them are just my view points on the lyrics. Jin didn’t really have lines so I kinda just made a story out of the couples lines he had.

BTS: Reaction to you being irresistibly seductive  (BST)

♥Jin: It was crazy, the effect you had on him. He never thought he’d turn out to be this kind of guy but your body did this to him. The way you squirmed under him, the way you moaned his name and tried to keep quiet by biting onto the sheets or kissing him. And when you wore his clothes he had absolutely no control over his actions. He knew you often did it on purpose because you liked his reaction.   

He got home from practice late tonight, and when he walked into the bedroom, he saw his beautiful princess wearing a shirt that was lifted because of the sleeping positions, and light pink lacy panties. His absolute favorite. He sighed heavily and a groan soon followed, letting his head tip back. He tried to stop himself but the tighter his pants got, the more impatient he got. He dropped everything-his bag, his keys, his pants… 

You felt a weight over you and it made you whine and shift. “Hmm… What is it..?” Your tired voice wasn’t helping Jin’s case. His hands got to work instantly, stripping you and teasing you. “Mm, Jin..~” You tried to stop him but you were too weak and horny to do that. 

“I’m gonna show you just how crazy I am for you…”

♥Yoongi: He impatiently started to tap his feet. Here he was, bringing you to meet his parents for the first time, and ALL he could think about was fucking you. Now, why was that? Because of you. The way you licked your lips because you were nervous. He had to keep biting his tongue so he didn’t say anything inappropriate at the dinner table. Instead, he decided to play his own little game, grabbing your thighs and touching you over your panties under the table. You were good at holding back moans, but it got harder and harder as time went. 

“Would you two like any dessert?” His mother asked while standing. Yoongi stood while holding your hand in his own. 

“Nah, I got somethin better to snack on. I’ll see you in the morning.” He said nonchalantly, leaving everyone else in the room feeling awkward. This was it, it’s over. Now his parents would never like you and think of you as pure. He took you to his room he used as a little kid and pushed you down on the twin sized bed. You nearly started to yell at him, sitting up on your elbows and glaring at him, but when he kissed you,all your problems went away. You let him take control, and his tongue did some magical things that night.

Multiple orgasms that you were sure his parents could hear. “I’ll fucking kill you Min Yoongi.” You whispered against his lips.

“I fucking dare you.”

♥Namjoon: Pissed, that’s what he was. Watching you get ready to go to your friends party. He wasn’t stupid, he knew all about what could happen at parties, especially to women your age and your style. So he tagged along. Or, he thought he was gonna tag along. 

“Take it the fuck off.” He was very demanding right now, and wow what a turn on that was. 

“Why? Joonie I bought this dress for tonight I’m not gonna wear anything else.” You argued. Sure it was a little revealing but there was probably gonna be one guy there, and that guy was gay. 

“Yes you will, you’ll wear a turtle neck, and mom jeans, and a bulky belt-”

“Namjoon why are you so worried?” You smiled softly at your worried boyfriend. He scoffed in response and pointed to the mirror. 

“Look at your ass. Look at your boobs. Look at your beautiful fucking body don’t you dare ask me why I’m worried.” He grabbed onto your ass tightly and pushed your back against a wall. “That’s it, we’re not going. We’re staying right here and I’m gonna fuck you with this dress on.” He was getting aggressive and boyyyy did you love it. 

You shakily breathed out a “Yes daddy” and it drove him near insane. Let’s just say you had a hell of a time walking the next day.

♥Hoseok: He was the kind of drunk that forgot everything. His own name, his girlfriend, and everything else in existence. Where was he, again? But he was also very horny. VERY. But the unique thing? Every time he went up to a girl when he was drunk, it was you. Every damn time. You could be surrounded by gorgeous models but he’d come up to you. Or if he was all alone and drunk, he’d just fall asleep somewhere. No girl, no sex, no nothin. 

“Ohhh mama what have we here?” He said as he walked up to you. You enjoyed this entirely too much. You just smiled and let it play out as always. You’d let him feel embarrassed later. He grabbed onto your waist without shame and gave you the look. You didn’t mind, because he was your boyfriend, after all. And he wasn’t talking to any other hot girl there. “Why don’t we say, you come home with me tonight?” He lightly pecked your lips with his own that tasted like straight up whisky. 

“Mmm are you sure about that mister? I’m a big responsibility.” You teased him, because you loved to hear what he had to say about you when he didn’t even know left from right. “I take up space, I eat all the food, I even snore.” You kept smiling as you spoke.

“Baby girl I’ll take care of you until the end of the world, so what do you say huh? Make me a happy man and come home with me.”

♥Jimin: A slow dance can lead to many things. In some movies, it leads to a kiss which leads to eternal love, and in others, it leads to a meaningless kiss and heartbreak. But in this case, it lead to so much more. It was the upbeat song after, that you got freaky. Jimin wasn’t expecting it but he was very inviting to this concept. He watched your body closely as you teased him and touched him inappropriately.

When you turned around and pressed you butt to his hips, and brought his hands to your own chest, he was being dragged into heaven. The way you flawlessly moved your hips and succeeded in giving him a boner, he thought he wouldn’t live to see the light of day. This how he wanted to go; goodbye ma, it was a good life. You led Jimin to the sitting area in the back of the bar. Sitting on his lap and hotly making out, you messed up his tie and unbuttoned a few buttons of his shirt. His hands roamed over your body and made sure he drove you just as wild as you drove him.

“Come home with me.” He whispered against your lips and softly panted because of the intense makeout session. You giggled softly and pressed your hips against his own.

“Carry me.” You tempted him by moving your hips against his. You went into the bar as friends but you came out being much more. You’ve always been so addicting to him, so now that he had you, in no way would he hold back.

♥Taehyung: You knew how it was gonna be from the start. You knew all that teasing you were doing was gonna get you into a lot of trouble. As he gave you rough and slow thrusts, his hands roamed around your body. He was taking in the beauty right under him. smirking every time he thought about the effect he had on you. He kept a cocky grin on his face as his hand went up your stomach. His finger tips were ice cold, and it made you arch your back.

“Ah-ah-ah, bad kitten.” His fingers closed around your neck gently and he licked his lips while locking his eyes on yours. “Did I say you were allowed to move?” His voice was husky and very seductive. You moaned and breathed out shakily.

“No..” You  gasped softly as you felt his grip tighten slightly around your fragile neck. He would never hurt you, of course. 

“Daddy didn’t say you were allowed to speak either. That’s double punishment for you.” He enjoyed watching your body squirm under him. The way you begged for more with just your body language. “Still not obeying me? I guess I have to teach you another lesson don’t I?” He brought one of your hands up to his neck, knowing you were afraid of hurting him. “Choke me kitten, and don’t stop until I say you can.”

♥Jungkook: Your breath was heavy with anticipation. With every drop of cold water that made your restricted body jolt, the tighter Jungkook’s jeans got. He loved having complete control over you, and he adored your reaction. How you were nearly in tears because of the torture he put you through. Tying your hands to the head board and sitting on your lap to restrict your lower half. He used toys and ice cubes to drive you insane. He kept a cocky look on his face the entire time, and only snickered when you cursed at him. “Fuck you..~” 

“What was that baby girl? You want me to fuck you?” He teased before popping the ice cube in his mouth and further torturing you. Spreading your legs and going down on you. Sure he seemed innocent but this boy knew exactly what he was doing. Using the cold and using restriction against you was the absolute best thing in sex to the two of you. It gave the dominate person the opportunity to get out all the anger, and no true harm was done to the submissive. “Now tell me what you did today.” He spoke against your core.

“Mm~ I-I was just talking to a friend of mine..~” Your response made him get rougher and kinkier. 

“I’ll have to make sure you never speak to him again, do you understand that baby girl?” He kissed the inside of your thigh and used his rough fingers on you.

“Yes Kookie…”

“Who?” He curled his fingers to make you moan louder.

“Yes daddy~”

BTS Reacts: “damn baby girl, you’re kinky as hell.”

Originally posted by sosjimin

Jin

“Handcuffs?!”

“Yagi what if someone walks in on that! THEY WOULD THINK IM SOME KIND OF PERVERT.”

Originally posted by seokjins-wings

Yoongi

::nods gently when you confess you like to be choked::

“Unless you want me to do this shit to you right now, I’d recommend you stop talking about it.”

::small lip bite, and hip movements to adjust the situation in his pants::

Originally posted by jeonyween

Namjoon

“Fuck baby girl, I’m down.”

“I didn’t know you were so dirty.”

Originally posted by yoongis--babygirl

Jhope

“You want me to spank you harder…?”

“I don’t know how much strength I can put into this. What if I hurt you?”

Originally posted by bangtanroyalty

Jimin

::eye smiles::

“Whaaaaaat?! My baby is a kinky little one.”

“But tell me. Did you form a blindfold fetish because of me?”

Originally posted by calicosbday

Tae

“I’m willing to try whatever you want… I just hope you’re not sad if I can’t do it well enough.”

“Do we need a safe word? I heard of people using safe words for things like this.”

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

Jungkook

::immediately backs you against a wall when you let slip you have a daddy fetish::

“You gunna be my baby girl, then?”

“Fuck daddy wants to play with you right now…”

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I’ll keep updating this! 

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    Two years have passed since the events of s3. Even returns to Norway. Isak has a new boyfriend.
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expecting daddy!harry would be like...
  • whether it was planned or not, I feel like either way he would be so over the top with happiness because we all know how amazing of a father he would be
    • but I bet he would totally know before you would, and at first he would probably start making stupid jokes (”y’know might be able to say we might both have buns in the over,” 100% would be him while he’s baking bread)
    • and i bet that his little jokes would get to your head, like turning down a glass of wine at dinner, just in case, and slowly starting to eat the healthy crap that harry has stacked in the fridge, and I don’t think i can even explain the smile that would light up his face
  • finding out would be a little bitter sweet i think, because after weeks of him gloating about how strong his swimmers are and your strong will ignoring his little comments should mean nothing because you should know your body better than him, right? but the three pregnancy tests that lined your bathroom counter say otherwise
  • and the moment that harry finds that he’ll be a dad, i don’t think you could ever put it into words because you can tell that it is something that he has wanted for years and I can just imagine the way he would hold you so delicately because you’re carrying his baby 
    • ‘m gonna be…” his hands would shake around your waist, barely tearing his glaze off of the non-existent bump he’s looking out for, “i’m gonna be a dad?

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tattoo artist!taeyong
  • runs a little corner shop
  • it isn’t anything lavish or extravagant, but it suits him perfectly
  • it was kind of worn down and tattered when he first bought the place, but with a LOT of time and lots of love, he decorated it until it looked well-cared for
  • it’s his pride and glory tbh
  • he loves his tattoo parlor so so much and he’s so proud of it
  • he wanted to make sure that it looked welcoming and professional, so he decorated it according to his personality and liking
  • his favorite band posters are neatly hung up, example tattoos are professionally photographed and aesthetically pleasing, he put little air plants and various houseplants around on shelves
  • everything is picture perfect and he wants to keep it that way
  • all of the reviews for his business are glowing and it warms his heart that he created something that so many people appreciate
  • people come from all around to get tattooed at taeyong’s parlor
  • he loves loves loves listening to people tell him their stories and their travels
  • everyone just adores him honestly
  • he’s an incredibly good listener and he is always very sincere about everything that he says or does, which are very good traits to have in his profession
  • some people are v nervous about getting their first tattoo, and he always takes extra care and attention in making sure that they feel comfortable and safe
  • when he notices that someone is especially scared, he tries to talk as much as he can to take their mind off of it
  • it goes against his immediate nature to be so talkative and enthusiastic about it all, but he never wants anyone to be scared
  • he’s very kind and personable, and people always tend to relax as soon as he starts a conversation
  • you went to his parlor because your friend wanted to get her first tattoo and she wanted you to go with her
  • she gushed about taeyong the entire ride over
  • “I’ve heard that he’s so sweet and bEAUTIFUL—”
  • and you just smile and nod along because you’ve heard the exact same things about this mysterious tattoo artist, thought you’ve never met him before
  • when you walk into the parlor, you first notice how nice it smells in there
  • it smells like a meadow on a spring day and you cannot fathom what it is that makes the parlor smell so nice
  • the two of you wait for a few minutes, and you’re admiring the bands that are hanging up on the wall and the cute little cacti that are poking out from the shelves
  • and suddenly taeyong emerges from behind a curtain and walks over, smiling
  • wowoowowow
  • his hair is slightly tousled from him concentratedly tugging at it while he paused his work, he’s wearing a black t-shirt and black jeans, and you swear that you have never seen anyone so ethereal in your life
  • tattoos are running in streams down his arms, and you can’t help but notice how?? lovely??? they are
  • they all flow from each other and interconnect
  • there are intricate patterns and images of mountain ranges and all sorts of lines and dots and they’re just really beautiful
  • one rivulet of tattoos curls over his shoulder and slides up his neck, and you can’t see where it ends because of his hair but suddenly all you want to do is know what they look like
  • he asks your friend if this is her appointment and she nods blankly, also a bit overcome by his sheer perfection
  • he pulls out a photobook of designs and they go over the possible options, while you add your opinion in and look over their shoulders
  • he glances over at you and grins and motions for you to come sit next to him so you can see
  • and your heart is hammering in your chest when you sit next to him but you remain composed and try not to focus too hard on the scent of clean cotton that is wafting from his clothes
  • when she decides, he’s just like “that is a lovely choice I think it’s going to look great on you!! (-:”
  • and you can see how flustered she is as you all walk to a little side room
  • while taeyong works, he lifts his head to look at you and his cheeks are a little red
  • “and what’s your name, love?”
  • you truly think that those are the last words you are going to hear before you die, but you manage to say your name with relative confidence
  • and taeyong smiles a little and he repeats your name and you wonder how hard you’re blushing
  • the two of you make small talk and you’re perfectly content with doing that
  • it’s easy and effortless to talk to him, no matter how intimidated you are by his beauty
  • and all of a sudden you find that you’ve told him lots of little tidbits about your life and your personality and your likes and dislikes and he’s done the same
  • he’s been laughing and always seems riveted when you tell him a story in deeper detail
  • his eyes are soft melting puddles of warmth and kindness and you can’t believe that someone like this really exists
  • he talks to your friend too, making sure that she’s ok when he brings out the needle and starts tattooing her
  • and watching him be so careful and gentle is a really heart-warming thing to see
  • when she’s done with her tattoo, she absolutely loves it and you’re admiring his work when he comes up next to you
  • and he’s just like
  • “I had a really nice time getting to know you (-:” and he is a little shy about it but he’s too precious
  • and you’re just like “I did too” and you didn’t want this moment to end because you knew that you would be thinking about him for a long time to come no matter what happened
  • and he pauses for a moment, and he pushes some hair back from his face and smiles sheepishly and he’s like
  • “would you like to go on a date some time?? there’s still a lot I wanted to talk to you about”
  • and you melt but you manage to stammer out “yes I woULD LOVE THAT”
  • and that first date tells you a lot more about the mysterious tattoo artist that everyone loves, and the second date tells you even more, and every little piece of him makes you fall in love even harder and you love love love learning more about him
  • dating him is beautiful and he always has such interesting stories to tell
  • he loves tracing patterns on your skin with his fingertip while you are lying in bed together or lounging on the couch
  • he loves sketching out new designs and making sure that you’re the first person to see them
  • until one day you find a design that you passionately adore
  • “that one is definitely the one I loVE THAT ONE”
  • and he laughs and kisses you on the forehead and is just like “how do you feel about….. couple tattoos?”
  • and you get a matching tattoo with the soft boy who loves what he does and loves you even more
  • and as soon as it heals, he nearly cries because a tattoo has never meant so much to him before and he is so happy that it’s one that he can share it with you
  • he kisses your skin and kisses you and is just like
  • “it’s so perfect, it’s so beautiful— it suits you so well!! gosh you jUST LOOK SO GOOD”
  • and you’re glad that you will always have a little piece of taeyong with you, but you didn’t need a tattoo to carry your love for him everywhere you go
Carl having a crush on you would include:

Requested

Originally posted by imultifandomstuff


• Him being a little more insecure around you than he likes, but trying his very best to hide it from you and others

• Him trying to take the same shifts as you, only to hope that he gets to talk to you while you’re guarding the tower

• Whenever he sits with Judith on the porch in the evening, him hoping that you stop by only to get nervous when he actually sees you

• Him sometimes catching the confidence to ask you if you want to join for a bit only to not being able to keep his eyes from you as soon as you sit down in the rocking chair next to him

• Whenever he’s having a bad day, only hearing your voice or especially hearing you laugh would be enough to cheer him up and turn his bad day into a good day

• Whenever you’re on a run, him trying to look as strong as possible, especially when he’s killing a walker while being all protective over you

• Him blushing a little when he sees you putting his sheriff hat on whenever you’re joking around just to smile like an idiot thinking about how good it looks on you

• Whenever you’d sit close to him, in the car, in the tower while guarding Alexandria or anywhere else, him feeling how goose bumps spread over his skin and his heart begins to pound harder only while trying his best to stay as calm and relaxed as he can

• Him feeling quickly jealous when he sees someone else making you laugh or sees them searching your nearness only to fear that you could like them more than him

• In case you’re sick, him really taking care of you and getting you medicine, getting you some of his comic books so it won’t be too boring for you and trying his best to cheer you up

• Others, especially Rick and Michonne noticing his obvious crush on you over time just for him to glare at them whenever they make a teasing comment when you’re close


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anonymous asked:

I saw you made a post a lil while ago about how being Jasper's blood singer is basically a death sentence, can I ask how well you think the other Cullens (including vampire Bella) would deal with coming across their own blood singer?

Sorry it took so long for me to answer this!

Carlisle- If Edward can control himself in front of his blood singer, so can Carlisle. It wouldn’t be easy but Carlisle wouldn’t lose control.

Esme- Might be a little harder for her but she wouldn’t lose control either. She’d probably leave before anything bad would happen.

Alice- I feel like she would have a harder time because Bella wasn’t even her singer and she couldn’t handle being in the same room. May or may not kill the singer. Depends on if her family is there to stop her.

Rosalie- Would hold her breath and try to run away. She has a lot of pride in being the only one in the family not to taste human blood (even Bella drank human blood when she was pregnant with Ness). She wouldn’t want to give up that title.

Bella- You know she got that Mary Sue great self control BS. She’d stop herself and run the other way. 

Jasper- Honey u ded.

Emmett- Deader than a vampire.

Edward- Gives a big middle finger to the cosmos and marries the chick he’s supposed to eat. Has a kid with her

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drarry  fic rec - me...by me

alright that’s it I don’t care anymore. i’m reccing (and rating) my own damn drarry fics. i don’t care.

How to Apologise To Harry Potter in 10 Days

18k, Post Hogwarts, Auror!Potter, Draco’s POV, fluff, minor angst
exactly as it sounds. 9 days of Draco being a coward and 1 day of him finally apologising…amongst other things. 10/10 total rip off of that Gwyneth Paltrow movie

I Hex You, You Hex me
4k, Eighth Year, Hogwarts, Harry’s POV, fluff, minor angst
my first ever drarry story. just an excuse to experience that cringe inducing but addictive second hand embarrassment through Harry when his feelings become obvious. 8/10 at me using masturbation as a plot device

9 Times Harry Potter Rescued Draco Malfoy
1k, Eight Year Hogwarts, fluff
me being lazy and basically just writing a screenplay and pretending I did it on purpose for the art. i’m not doing a summary for you – just read the title. 9/10 I hate writing descriptions

Hot Tea
13k, Post Hogwarts, Contrived “Date”, Harry’s POV, Malfoy snark alert, fluff, minor angst
me thinking I’m clever because the title is a metaphor for Draco Malfoy. I’m not going to explain it to you. Harry sort of not really takes Draco on a date and Draco sort of very much enjoys it. this is my best drarry because of the snark factor. 17/10 would willingly drown in Malfoy snark

Dangerously Boiling Hot Explicit Tea
5k, Hot Tea sequel, Harry’s POV, just smut really, all the dirty talk
a venture into smut that clearly demonstrates how much I enjoy talking about sex, but how little I like actually following through. still explicit though. 153/10 could jerk off to

The Softer Side of Draco Malfoy
WIP, Eighth Year Hogwarts, Harry’s POV, mystery, fluff, minor angst
Harry spills a potion on Draco. Draco starts acting weird. it’s a mystery. I can’t say anymore. sorry. what do you think a mystery is anyway? 14/10 but only if we get to see the harder side of Draco Malfoy too

How to Kiss Draco Malfoy in 10 Days
WIP, Sequel to How to Apologise, Harry’s POV, fluff
everyone knows sequels are where the money is at, or in this case, the kudos. at least I hope. i’ll get back to you on that. Harry is pining for Draco…good thing he keeps turning up at the office. 12/10 easier to write when you’re recycling a story

and that’s all my drarry. please come again. (not sexual)

Mischievous Scamander Men

Newt Scamander x Reader

Warnings: none

Author’s Note: I have just recently gotten obsessed with Fantastic Beasts, especially Newt. But, I really like this one and I hope you do too

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You put your hat over your hair before turning to your 4 year old son and kneeling to be eye to eye with him. “Alright, do you remember mommy’s rules for going into the case with daddy?” You ask him, eyebrow raised. The boy smiles widely, revealing his missing front teeth, “Uh huh! Ask daddy before going anywhere, be nice to all the creatures, and don’t pet no occamys.”

Smiling at your son, you kiss his forehead and stand up to talk to Newt. Looking for any way to calm your nerves, you begin readjusting his clothes, smoothing his hair here, straightening his bow tie there, “Now, Newt, please remember, don’t let him near the erumpet musk, he thinks the reaction way too funny and will not hesitate to douse himself with it. Oh, and please call me if you need anything. And he’s just getting over than awful cold, remember, so if he gets tired and whiny, just call me. And-”

Newt grabs your busy hands in his, ceasing your movement, “Darling,” He says softly, with a chuckle, causing your eyes to meet his, “We will be fine. I’ve made my living as a caretaker. Everything will be fine.” You smile nervously, “I know, I’m just nervous. My first day at a no-maj job! I’m just - I’m just a bit nervous is all.” Your husband rolls his eyes at you playfully, “You women and your nerves. I swear, you are the one beast I will never be able to truly decipher.” He says pulling you across your front room to the door.

Before leaving, you place a kiss to his lips, “You underestimate yourself, Mr. Scamander. Now please, promise me you’ll call if you need anything?” Kissing you once more, Newt gently pushes you out of the door, “I promise, but it won’t be necessary. Don’t be late now.” You smile nervously again and wave to your son, “Bye, honey. Mommy will be back soon, okay? Have fun with daddy!” Your son giggles in excitement at the reminder of going into the case for the first time, “Bye momma! Have a good job!”

Once you’ve driven out of sight, Newt closes the door and picks up your son, “Alright, here we go. Now it’s just me and you. Are you ready to see our creatures?” The boy cheers, his fists both in the air, “Yay!” Chuckling at his reaction, Newt carries him down into the briefcase, placing his feet on the ground once they’re fully submerged in the case. Guiding the young boy to the door by his hand, Newt holds his free hand on the door, “You want to give me a hand with the door? We can open it together.”

The boy places his small hand on the door, “One, two, three!” He counts down before pushing as hard as he can. As soon as the door swings open, his jaw drops, “Daddy, look at all uh our creatures!” He says excitedly, holding his father’s hand with both of his. Newt smiles at your son’s enthusiasm and lifts the boy into his arms once more so he doesn’t get too far gone on his first exploration of the world inside the case.

“Would you like to play with the mooncalves while I go and get the food for the rest of the creatures? Then we can feed them together. How about that?” Newt asks your son, moving towards the area before even getting an answer, knowing the boy’s eyes will grow in wonder and awe as soon as he sees the shy creatures anyway. Your son giggles in excitement as soon as he hears anything about being able to play with some of the creatures by himself.

Walking over to the dark area, Newt sets your son down, the mooncalves all stepping out to inspect the new addition to their habitat. Smiling as he watched your boy - quite small for his age, the two of you are always worried - Newt felt free to go grab the feed with your son squealing and running around with the sweet creatures.

Taking off his bow tie and rolling up his shirt sleeves, Newt got to business chopping up meat and putting feed into their respective buckets. Newt was so busy that he didn’t even notice your son in the office-like area, playing with the erumpet musk. He heard you say that he wasn’t allowed to go anywhere near it, but he couldn’t help himself. Muffling his giggles, the boy spills as much of the formula on himself as he can without the erumpet leaving it’s habitat and following the scent to his father’s work space.

As soon as the mischievous boy makes his way to the dry area, you feel it in your chest. You don’t feel what’s happening precisely, but you just get this fuzzy feeling in your stomach. You want nothing more than to be able to disapparate and get home to your baby and your husband, but Newt said he’d call if he needed you and you’re in the middle of a conversation with your boss. Taking a deep breath, you imagine Newt beside you, keeping you calm and telling you everything is okay and the feeling in your stomach lessens.

Meanwhile, Newt’s eyes are about to bulge out of his head when he gets back to the mooncalves and sees your son nowhere to be found. Newt doesn’t want to bother you on your first day at the job, and he hasn’t even looked around yet, so he takes a deep breath and imagines you smiling while kissing his lightly and telling him everything is just fine.

As his heartbeat slows, Newt recognizes the cheering of the erumpet. “Oh dear,” He says to himself when he sees the beast and his son playing a terrifying game of tag. “Your mother is going to kill me!” Newt says as he dashes past the squealing creature and towards his son. As soon as he comes into contact with the young boy, they disapparate, landing back in the mooncalf habitat.

Newt runs his hands over your sons arms, “You didn’t hurt yourself climbing to get that musk did you?” The boy - smiling widely as his heart pounds from the running - shakes his head. “I like that one daddy! I think she liked me too.” Seeing that your son is alright, Newt chuckles, what he doesn’t notice is that you’ve apparated into the case and have your eye on both of the mischievous Scamander men. “Yes, well, you made sure of that didn’t you?” Newt says, laughing a little harder at your sons disheveled appearance.

“Now, even though we’ve had fun with the erumpet, you can’t tell your mother about it. She would be very upset.” Your husband says, his face serious. Walking up to the two, your jaw drops, “Why you sneaky little devil, you!” Newt startles a little as he turns to find you, eyebrows raised in disbelief. Feigning innocence, Newt smiles widely, “Hello my love, what are you doing home so early?” Shaking your head fondly, you plant a kiss onto Newt’s lips before lifting your son and kissing his dirt covered face, “You don’t fool me Mr. Scamander. Not either one of you.”

Knowing he’s been caught, Newt smiles sheepishly, “It could never hurt to try, I suppose.” He says, your son laughing and kissing your cheek.

Letters From My Lovers: Jimin

Author’s Note: happy birthday @kpopfanfictrash <3 i love you so much, but not as much as your biases. every day this week, you will be receiving a love letter. today, jimin has something to say <3
Pairing: Jimin x Reader (oc; female)
Genre: fluff; angst
Summary: Jimin has been thinking about his favourite thing about your relationship, and this is what he’s figured out.
Rating: R
Warning: implied sex; explicit language
Word Count: 1,739

Jimin | Taehyung | Jongin | Baekhyun | Jinyoung

Originally posted by sugutie

I think I’m writing this because I’m too scared to say it out loud. I think I’m writing this because I want you to have something tangible when I’m not here - if I’m at work or away or you’re alone or…I don’t know, I just want you to have it. Writing this all down makes it feel real, makes us feel more real. Yes, it’s been three years since we started dating and nine since we’ve been friends, but somehow, putting all of this to paper, makes me realize how absolutely, utterly in it I am; how in it you are. How I don’t want to be this way with anyone else - really, don’t think I could be.

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