you both need to go to bed too

Suga Daddy: Part 7

Suga Daddy: Part 7

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Words: 9.6k

Genre: Smut, angst, dirty talk, dom!Yoongi

There is another gif in the story that describes the moment I was portraying. Ignore Namjoon’s name on it, lol. Anyway, enjoy :) 

Parts:  one | two | three | four | five | six 

You had never been more excited to get out of dance practice. Yugyeom had been making fun of you the entire time because you were so out of it. You were trying to hide that from Jane because you were slightly messing up. “Shut up,” you pushed Yugyeom with a laugh, “Some of us are trying to focus.”

Keep reading

Sharing Is Caring

Originally posted by knightlley


Pairing: Jeff Atkins x Reader

Request: “Hey! Can you write a JeffxReader? Where the reader is Clay sister (and have a secret crush on Jeff), someday she was going to sleep in Hanna’s house, but for some reason she didn’t stay to sleep and when she go home she find Jeff slepping in her bed. You can choose how it ends. Thank you! :D”

Words: 1.247

A/N: I am happy that I received a Jeff imagine! Although I didn’t want to leave Hannah alone, because I can imagine the reader being on the tapes after because of it. Yup, I am a little bit paranoid. Sorry. Anyways, I hope you like it and I would be grateful if you send other requests!
Thank you.

- G. x

Link: Part 2

Warning: (Y/H/C) is Your Hair Colour.


“Oh my God, you seriously like Jeff Atkins?” Hannah exclaimed excitedly and energetically as she knew the secret you’ve been keeping for years.

“Who wouldn’t like him?” You stated as if it was normal to like Jeff. Well, he was good looking, kind and funny. He had the characteristics you were looking for a boy and you knew that he was the one when you met him.

“Aw, I hope he likes you back.” Hannah honestly said as she played with your (Y/H/C) hair while you both sat on her comfortable double bed. You decided to have a sleepover because it has been awhile since you last spent time together. She was one of your close friends and you loved her presence.

“Well, he’s older than me and I am out of his league.” You shrugged your shoulders as you felt a little bit down for what you’ve just said.

“Oh, cut it off! You are beautiful, intelligent and sweet, it is impossible to not fall in love with you.” Hannah comforted you as she praised you with her sincere words.

“Aw, Hannah.” You looked at her with a wide smile and you hugged her. “Thank you.”

“It was the truth.” She hugged you back as a nice friend she was.

“Talking of these boys,” You started as you broke the hug and she hid her face behind her hands as she already knew the next question. “how are you and my older brother, Clay?” You flashed a smirk and you saw her cheeks turned red.

“Oh my God, I knew it.” She laughed, still having her face hidden. “We’re friends, (Y/N). We work at the movie theatre and we talk at school, that’s it.”

“Jesus, Clay never asked you out?” You shook your head for your disappointment because you rooted for them being together. You considered Clay and Hannah as a perfect couple.

“He’s shy.” Hannah shortly answered.

“But it’s not an excuse! I would slap that dork silly, seriously.” You unleashed a long and deep sigh because Hannah seemed disappointed too and her being dismayed was one of the things you wouldn’t want to see. “I’ll talk to him, because I know that he likes you too, a lot!”

“Geez, really?” Hannah smiled widely and you nodded happily as her happiness came back once again.

“You can count on that!” You winked at her and she bit her lower lip. You stared at each other and you both let out some soft giggles for no reason, but it was interrupted as you heard some noise coming from the living room.

There was a discussion happening between Hannah’s parents and you could tell that she felt embarrassed for it. She hated it when they fought and having a friend hearing their complaints wasn’t one of the things that she wanted to happen.

“Are you okay, Hannah?” You worriedly asked and she just shook it off, obviously avoiding herself to ask you some help.

“(Y/N), do you mind if we cancel this sleepover?” She fidgeted with her warm blankets as she was nervous for your possible reaction.

“Oh no, it’s fine for me if you don’t feel comfortable. I mean, I would stay to cheer you up, but I will give you space if you want.” You sympathetically said as you understood her situation.

“I am fine, really.” She assured you. “I will call you if I ever need some help. Thank you.”

“Don’t bother to call me, okay?” You reminded her once again as you got up from her bed. You gathered your things and you put them in your backpack.

“Noted.” She smiled widely at you, not minding her parents anymore. She got up too and you both went outside her room as she led you to the house’s front door. Her parents stopped throwing shit at each other as they saw you going away and you could say that they felt guilty because of it.

“Good night, Hannah.” You sweetly greeted. “Call me or text me, okay? I am always here.”

“I know and I thank you for that.” She hugged you and you responded to it by hugging her back. “Good night.” She then let you go.

“Good night, see you tomorrow.” You said as you unlocked your bike’s chains. You then rode it as you said goodbye to Hannah once again. She watched you as you started to pedal way back home.

During your journey, you thought of Hannah’s family situation and you knew that it wasn’t your business but you wanted to help her. You wanted to help her, because you didn’t want for it to be one of the reasons she would feel sad or disappointed. Her life was already hard and you didn’t want for her to carry another problem on her back.

Once you arrived home, you silently went to your room, not wanting to wake anybody up. You plopped your things on your desk and you let yourself fall on the bed carelessly.

“What the fuck, Clay?!” You heard a deep voice complaining and you were shocked, mostly scared, for a moment. You were afraid to move, but you quickly searched for the lamp that rested on your bedside table and you turned the lights on. “Oh, it’s you (Y/N)!”

“What the hell are you doing in my room, Jeff?” You corrugated your forehead as you wondered why. You liked Jeff, but you knew that you had the right to be furious after what happened.

“Clay said that you were staying at Hannah’s!” Jeff sat up as he covered his shirtless body. “Boys can have sleepover too, duh!”

“Jeez!” You laughed even though you were annoyed. “I am sleeping on the couch downstairs then.”

“No, I am sleeping there. This is your bed and it’s not okay to let a woman sleep uncomfortably.” He ranted as he searched for his shirt and wore it soon after.

“It’s okay, Jeff. Stay here.” You flashed him a smile and you got up from your bed, ready to go out of the room.

“No!” Jeff protested. “We can share! It’s a double bed and I can sleep on one side and you on the other.”

“Hmm?” You raised an eyebrow as you considered his proposal.

“Only if it’s okay with you. If not, I am sleeping on the couch.” He smiled as he scratched his nape.

“Alright, I’ll share my bed with you.” You went back on the bed and you sat on your space. “Only because I don’t want for you to be uncomfortable, okay?”

“Alright, (Y/N).” You could bet that you saw him smirking before you turned the lights off.

“No malice, Jeff!” You slapped his muscular arm and he just let out a laugh. Oh, how much you loved that laughter. “Thank my parents because they taught us that sharing is caring.”

“I’m thanking Lainie and Matt tomorrow, don’t worry.” He jokingly answered and you just giggled because of it. “Good night, (Y/N).”

“Good night, Jeff.” You smiled while you had your eyes closed. You couldn’t believe it, so you had a hard time drifting in your sleep, same for Jeff.

You were happy that you had a chance to share the bed with your ultimate crush and both knew that you would wake up hugging each other, but who cares? You both liked each other, you just had no guts to admit it and this is a great coincidence to show the affection to each other.


anonymous asked:

prompt: isak comforting and taking care of even during one of his depressive episodes in their new apartment xxx

Anonymous said: Skam prompt: Isak looking after Even during an episode, maybe?


It never feels like Isak’s looking after Even when he’s like this.

Not really, anyway. It feels more like…helping him out. 

Even can’t bring himself to make breakfast? Okay, Isak can cook some eggs for the two of them, even if he can’t make them as well as Even does. Even feels overwhelmed at the idea that it’s his turn to wash the dishes? Well, there’s probably some dishes still left over from Isak’s turn, anyway. Even can’t handle going to school? Isak can let the school know and pop over to his teachers to collect any work Even’s missed. He genuinely, really, absolutely, doesn’t mind. He knows that as soon as Even feels better, he’ll pick things back up. Until then, Isak is there to help him out. Which is okay. Things are okay. Things will be okay. 

One day, Isak finds himself walking home from school and, despite himself, he can’t help walk that bit quicker knowing Even is home, alone, feeling low and a little hopeless.

He steps inside and heat hits him like a punch to the face. Because Jesus, their flat feels like a fucking sauna. They’re entering the summer months anyway, and they have so many large windows that it kind of turns their place into a greenhouse when the sun’s out. But it’s more than that. Isak’s fingers trail over the radiator and find it almost boiling to the touch. He frowns, switches the heating off, and walks into his and Even’s bedroom.
Even is curled up in bed, duvet splayed on the floor, t-shirt and hair damp with sweat. Isak swallows hard, because it just isn’t a nice sight. Even just looks so small like this. 

At some point, Isak’s legs remember how to work. He opens their window as wide as it will go before climbing in bed, next to Even, pressing a kiss on his cheek to wake him up.

“Are you trying to cook yourself alive, or?” Isak murmurs, laughing a little nervously, trying not to make his worry abundantly clear. 

It takes Even a little while to respond, but eventually, he opens his eyes. Looks at Isak before his eyes dart away quickly as he rolls onto his back to stare at the ceiling. 

“I tried turning it down, but…” His voice is small, raspy, and his eyes are teary and tired and God, Isak just wants to make it all go away for him. “I couldn’t figure it out, so.”

“I’ve fixed it,” Isak murmurs gently, threading a hand through Even’s hair. It’s a bit gross; greasy and sweaty, and if Isak’s honest, Even hasn’t showered in days and the whole room stinks because of it. It’s alright, though. Isak doesn’t mind that much.

“I just.” Even swallows hard, tired eyes fluttering shut, looking on the verge of tears. And Even’s cried over less when he’s been like this; out of frustration and exhaustion and, well, depression. Isak learnt a long time ago that comforting words can’t always do a huge amount when Even’s like this. That the best thing he can do sometimes is simply sit there and be with him.

“Hey,” Isak murmurs, turning Even’s face to look at him, making their eyes meet. Even’s eyes are a little dulled, a little less light, a little less starry. They’re heavy, exhaustion radiating from them, but they’re still Even’s eyes. Wonderful and perfect and Isak loves them just the same. “Minute by minute, yeah?”

Even swallows again. “Yeah,” he says quietly, and Isak smiles a little, brushing his thumb over Even’s cheek, then his mouth. He closes the distance between them and kisses him, soft and undemanding and reassuring. Just letting him know he’s there. Even’s mouth tastes a little bitter, teeth unbrushed and lips dry and chapped, but Isak wouldn’t want any other lips but these. Even’s. Even, who is the brightest and kindest and most beautiful person Isak knows, even when he’s low like this. 

“How about a shower?” Isak suggests tentatively. 

After half a minute of silence, Even nods, pulling himself out of bed with heavy limbs and tired eyes. It’s progress, though. Good progress. 

Isak fixes the shower so it’s the colder side of warm - they’re both boiling from the heat of the flat - and when Even gets undressed, Isak picks his clothes up. Says, “I’ll join you in a minute, I just need to put the washing on.”

Isak collects the rest of the dirty clothes from their bedroom which - okay, their bedroom is a tip, but Isak’s never been particularly tidy and maybe it does go to shit a tiny bit when Even isn’t there to remind him to pick his clothes up. But whatever.

He strips the bed linen, too, down to the pillow cases, and crams everything into the washing machine before returning to the bathroom. Even is under the shower, rubbing the shower gel over his body kind of numbly and methodically. Isak undresses himself, steps in the shower with Even, and smiles up at him. Kisses him once, softly and gently. Another day, another mood, kisses in the shower can be messy and hungry and desperate. But not in times like this. Times like this, the kiss is nothing but a reassuring hello, I’m here. I’m not going anywhere. Noses brushing against one another, foreheads together, deep breaths and closed eyes. Standing under the jets of water and melting into one being. And Isak just can’t help thinking that if something as simple as love could make Even happy, then he’d be the happiest boy in the world. 

Keep reading

Friends Part 1

Summary: You and Bucky are friends for a long time, but lately you start to develop romantic feelings for him. One day one of Tony’s parties everything changes but maybe not the way you wanted or expected.

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 1947

Warnings: Fluffy and angst

Thank you @amrita31199 for beta this for me you are amazing 

credits to the gif owner

You never felt so inadequate in your life, when you left the house for one of Tony’s parties . You felt beautiful in your black strapless dress and high heels.  But as soon as you arrived at the party, you felt your heart being shattered.

You see Bucky with a beautiful blonde in his arms , when he sees you he comes in your direction kissing your cheek and pulling you to a hug “Don’t you look beautiful?” He says staring into your eyes, you smile at him with your best fake smile“Well I tried, apparently not as hard as your date.” You say sounding bitter even if that is the last thing you wanted to be or sound like.

Keep reading

Bts reaction: You sulking on your bed because your butt is too big for the underwear you just bought - fluff and Smut-ish *requested*

This request made me chuckle i hope you enjoy!


Jin

When Jin walked into your shared room and saw you laying on the bed pour in the face he thought something was wrong. But when you told him your reason for sulking he would chuckle.

Baby you’re upset over something like that? You nodded in response. Baby how about you show me the underwear on you and I’ll give you my opinion ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Originally posted by jhopefluxo

Yoongi 

When Yoongi got home from the studio to see you lying face first on the bed he was confused. Y/N you ok? You would look up at him with a huge pout on your face. No I’m not ok at all he’d raise an eyebrow at you before asking what’s wrong

The underwear I just bought doesn’t fit because my butt is too big. He would smile at that kitten, I don’t think that’s such a big deal, you can just buy new ones. You nodded at that but Yoongi continued plus I think you look better with no underwear at all ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Originally posted by scartic

Hoseok

Ahh Jagi why are you so pouty? When you told Hoseok about your small- whoops- issue he would sigh in relief. Ahh ok, i thought it was something bad. You would whip your head around to look at him Hobi it is a big deal!

He’d start chuckling at that. Y/N we can go buy some more tomorrow ok?

You nodded and smiled, though still sad about spending all that money. Plus your were to embarrassed to return the ones you didn’t try on. “Plus Jagi, who says you need underwear when I’m just going to take them off anyway?”  you gasped and chucked your pillow at him, while he only chuckled.

Originally posted by 94seokk

Namjoon

this little shit

When you walked into your shared room and flopped onto the bed he would be confused. But he would wait for you to tell him what’s wrong. After a few minutes sulking you looked up with a pout . “So you going to tell me what’s wrong?” you nodded before explaining your problem.

“Well are you sulking because your butt is too big and you insecure or about the money you just spent?” you sighed “both i guess.”

“Well baby girl, you shouldn’t be insecure about your ass, most girls would kill for that.” he smirked and you snorted. “And the money isn’t really a big deal.” you nodded and sighed sitting up to give him a hug. Plus baby girl if you are still unsure about your ass, i can show you how much i love it”

You could probably imagine what happens after ;)

Originally posted by bts-uke

Jimin

When Jimin came home from practice to find you sprawled on the bed with a huge pout on your face he’d sigh‘What happened this time baby?”you sat up to look at him before saying“Chim i have a butt like yours.”his eyes would widen and he’d let out a surprised laugh“what?”you chuckled at his reaction.“My butt is too big for the underwear i bought Chim”

At that he would burst out laughing“Baby you should be proud of that!”you couldn’t help but chuckle at his reaction“I think it’s the workouts, and being with you, i am getting cursed with the Jibooty.” it was his turn to pout this time. 

Originally posted by kpop-heaven-247

Taehyung

Tae was beyond confused to find you in nothing but a tee shirt and some panties sulking with more underwear scattered around you. Y/n are you ok?  You’d slowly sit up and looking him dead in the eyes Tae! I tried all of them every. Single. Pair. And none of them fit my butt! and at that you would flop over with a pout.

Y/n baby, you act like a big butt is bad. Sure the underwear don’t fit, we can get you more. And plus I like how you look with no underwear at all so…..

You’d raise an eyebrow Tae! Don’t turn my struggle into your turn on he’d only chuckle

Originally posted by bangtanofarmys

Jungkook

When this boy came home to find you struggling to pull a pair of too small underwear off he would be both confused and slightly turned on. You need some help there y/n?

When you saw him biting his lip you’d groan and chuckle. The underwear I bought today is too small, so yes can you help me? And then maybe just cause I love you I’ll reward you?

Needless to say You’d never seen this boy move so fast. And you can guess the rest ;)

Originally posted by roselstra

Hope you liked it lol

Love is not posting pictures online and sending long messages every night so you know I appreciate you. Love is not talking every day just so we are not going to forget we both care. Yes, it is great to do those things when you love someone, but it should not be something that you need. Love is, not talking all day and knowing you still love someone and nothing will change it. Love is, when you go out late and call me when you get home even though I am asleep because you know how much I worry. Love is, when you stop making up excuses and admit you did something wrong and apologizing for your mistakes and try not to do them again. Love is, “please get your homework done so you can get the job you want and be happy in the future”. That is love. Love is, “let’s go to bed we both need rest and I don’t want to go without you”. Love is, “I know you’re out watching the sunset because you’re upset, and I’m really sorry. But I’m upset too and would like you to go home so you can FaceTime me.” And then leaving my favorite thing because you will always be a priority to me. Love is not always the big things that everyone else will notice, but the small things that are not going to be noticed by anyone except each other. I do not need extravagant to mean love. I need you.
—  For you

kevystel  asked:

for the summer of mutual pining: what do you think of the numerous times viktor watched yuuri cuddle makkachin and was seized with the almost violent urge to wrap himself around them both

This is the most important ask I will ever receive honestly.

Since the day Victor learned Yuuri lost a poodle recently, he resolves to be strong when it comes to Yuuri and Makkachin. Which is not always easy. For one, Makkachin insists on spending every other night with Yuuri in his twin bed, when really they should both be in Victor’s bigger and vastly more comfortable California King.

But Victor’s been here for weeks now. He knows that things are going to be different than he imagined. (Not bad different. But surprising, nonetheless.) And Yuuri needs Makkachin. The hope is that he might one day need Victor, too, but when you have trouble asking things of people, it’s much easier to ask things of a cute dog.

And then Victor’s resolve was tested so many times.

Keep reading

Runaway : Jason Blossom Pt. 1

Part Two  Part Three  Part Four

request: Omg I just read your jughead imagine and it haves me thinking, can you do a one shot thing of Jason Blossom not really being dead and sneaks into the reader’s bedroom in the middle of the night or something too explain to her why he faked his death (you can make up the reason because I’m not that clever) but yeah it’s just really sad and full of fluff idk I’m weird.

requested by: anonymous

A/N: For the sake of this imagine, Polly was a one time thing for Jason and that’s why Polly was so upset, because she wanted more. Also, shoutout to @yourstrulysquid for finding this gif for me. You are a lifesaver!! This imagine went in a totally crazy direction, that could lead to a part two?!? maybe? also it’s more sad than fluffy, BUT if people do want a second part, best believe it will be fluffy as hell. love ya, xx aubree

warnings: running away, angst.

word count: 1,071

(gif not mine) gif credit: x

MASTERLIST

Keep reading

Knuckles : Boxer!Ashton (Part 5)

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven

[Following anyone/everyone who leaves some form of thoughtful feedback x]

- Knuckles Playlist


“Calum!” you call after walking into the kitchen, spraying cleaner on the counter and drying it down with a rag. “It’s your turn to take the garbage out.”

“One second,” he says back, followed shortly with an unrelated, “Oh, shit.”

A moment later you glance up to see him emerge from his bedroom, shirtless, and holding in his hand a toothbrush with bristles coated in white paste.

Your arm continues to circle the counter with the rag, using slightly less elbow grease now that you’ve been distracted. “What?”

“Water’s out in my room,” he answers casually, as if it’s a reoccurring inconvenience that he’s come to expect over time. He reaches across the counter to dampen his toothbrush with the kitchen’s faucet, then proceeds to scrub his morning breath away.

“How does it just go out in one room?” you question, turning to use the same cleaner on the front of the refrigerator.

“Dunno,” Calum mutters with a mouth full of foam. Your ears catch the sound of him spitting into the sink.

“I just cleaned that.”

“And you did a great job.”

You cast an annoyed glare over your shoulder.

“Anyway, cool if I use your shower?” Calum asks, smiling at the silent threat.

The ownership you have over anything in the apartment still sounds odd to you when put into words, almost always forcing you to pause with the need to correct Calum before remembering he’s making sense. You guess you haven’t quite settled in to your newest living arangment yet, still in the habit of referring to it as Calum and Ashton’s place. You only unpacked your last box a few weeks ago, a short while after Ashton left for Las Vegas to pursue the boxing training Dennis Serrant had to offer.

Keep reading

15 Rules to Live By
  1. If you’ve already eaten, do not take seconds unless everyone else has had firsts.
  2. if you use the last of the toilet paper, change the roll.
  3. Chew with your mouth closed like a proper human adult.
  4. Wash your dishes within 6 hours of use.
  5. During the day, keep all drapes open to let the sun in.
  6. During the warm months, keep the windows open so air can flow through the house. If its too hot, do this at night.
  7. If you’re bored, go outside.
  8. Keep the space tidy - exceptions are workbenches if they are in a basement or in a shed.
  9. Be in bed by 10 PM and up by 7 AM at the latest; I guarantee you its better for both your physical and mental health.
  10. No negative Nellies; there is always a silver lining. (Grieving through tragedy is different)
  11. No complaining about the snow. Embrace it and enjoy it while it lasts because before long, everyone will be complaining about the summer heat.
  12. There is no need for the faucet to be on full-blast.
  13. If someone is annoying you, be patient and wait for a while before gently asking them to stop. Likewise, if someone asks you to stop doing something, either stop, or make a fair compromise. The world does not revolve around you and patience is a virtue.
  14. Be sure that all lights and fans are off before you leave the house.
  15. Always do a quick wipe-down of all counters and sinks after you use them.

anonymous asked:

Hello! It's Detour anon :) So I'm on the 3rd day of my field work and sharing my room with a colleague. I have pretty bad wheezing and my roommate stares at me all the time and is always trying to help me out but I try to let her know that I'm ok. That sort of reminded me of the whole cancer arc and how M and S would have shared a room back then. I know its been done numerous times but I would love your spin on it from either pov or both (this is what happens when you spoil someone rotten)

Tada! It’s done! Thank you sooo much, Detour anon for this prompt. I also used another one I still had in my inbox from who knows when: 19. “I’m fine.” “You don’t look fine.” “Well then stop fucking looking.” So here you go. Cancer arc fic. 

When the receptionist tells Mulder that yes, she has two rooms, but no, they’re not adjoined, and no, they’re not on the same floor, he doesn’t think, he just reacts.

“We’ll take one room, please.” He finds himself saying, nervously looking over his shoulder, checking if Scully is there, catching him. She is not. She is still over in the lobby sitting on the dingy couch, her legs outstretched, her head leaning heavily against the wall. Her eyes are closed, her mouth slightly open; it wouldn’t surprise him if she’s fallen asleep. Mulder hates this. Hates dragging her places, like this one, seeing her do autopsies, working her ass off like this. She keeps telling him that she’s fine of course, and while he believed her at first, wanted so badly to believe, he sees it’s a lie. No amount of make-up can cover up her pale complexion. The exhaustion that follows her around, palpable in every move she makes.

“Here you go, Sir.” The receptionist hands him the room key, jolting him back to his deception. The motel is one of the better ones; he refuses to stay in yet another hellhole just because the FBI is cheap. He’ll pay for the room himself if he has to, because Scully deserves more than a flee-ridden, way too soft mattress and dirty bathrooms. He approaches her slowly, the key dangling from his hand, jingling gently. She does not wake.

“Hey.” His fingers brush her cheek, cool against his touch, and she startles awake.

“’m sorry.” She mumbles stretching, but not getting up just yet. “Did you get the rooms?”

“Room,” he says swallowing his guilt and handing the key over to her, “They only had one room left.” If Scully is on to him, she doesn’t comment on it. She merely nods at him, accepts this fate like any other. She gets up with difficulty, wincing once she’s on her feet. Mulder wants to sweep her up and carry her. Not that she would ever let him, sick or healthy. He lets her lead the way and stays a few steps behind her, giving her space. She tries her best not to let him know, to let him see, in how much pain she is. As much as he loathes it, as much as he wants to tell her to lay it all on him and let him in, the only decent thing he can do is respect her wishes, ignore her pain and his own, and pretend not to see.

“It’s a nice room, at least.” Scully sounds surprised when she enters and she is right; the room is spacious, bright and smells clean.

“Only the best for my partner.”

“Yeah right.” But she chuckles when she says it. Mulder puts down their bags on the queen-size bed and tests the firmness of the mattress. Seems all right, he decides, and hopes that Scully will find some rest here. Right now she looks dead on her feet. As if sensing his thoughts, she turns to him.

“Can I use the bathroom first?” Mulder nods and watches her disappear into the small room, closing the door quietly behind her. Unable to move, he sits there on the bed and listens to the intimate sounds of her nightly routine. There is comfort in these noises he’s heard a thousand times before. It’s as if nothing has changed, as if everything is as it should be. When in reality nothing is. One day, maybe soon, this will be gone. This is not the first time they’re sharing a room, but what if it’s the last? There will come a day when Scully won’t be with him. Not in the same room, not in the same hotel. She’ll be home withering away; barely able to breathe, to hang on to life. Then, one day, she’ll be gone. He swallows hard, tasting tears, tasting guilt. One day is not today. Tonight he’ll keep an eye on her, pray silently to a deity he’s never believed in. He’ll do anything to keep her here, to breathe life back into her until he finds a cure. And he will find one. There is no other way.

When Scully returns a few moments later, she is barefoot and wearing green satin pajamas. Green, the color of hope. She looks cute, but Mulder bites his tongue, not sure she’d appreciate it.

“I can sleep on the floor if you want.” Mulder offers when he sees her glance at the bed. Singular. They might have shared rooms before, but not the bed. He doesn’t plan on sleeping much anyway. All he wants is to be around her.  

“No. No, it’s fine. I was just wondering if you have… a side you prefer.”

“You choose. I usually sleep on a couch, remember?” Scully gets in into the bed and the mattress barely moves. He watches her for a moment like someone might watch a child.

“Stop staring, Mulder.” Scully tells him, her eyes closing already. She’ll be asleep in no time, he realizes. He’s glad.

“I wasn’t staring. I just – is the bed comfortable enough? Do you need another pillow? Another blanket?” One of her eyes pops open, shimmers in an angry blue.

“Mulder, I’m fine.”

“Are you sure because I can-”

“Can you just shut up? I’m fine.” Both eyes are open now as she puts emphasis on the fine. This time he can’t stop himself, huffs, keeps going as his mouth opens and the words just tumble out.

“You don’t look fine.”

“Well then stop fucking looking.” The words feel like a slap against his cheek, sting feverishly, and he bites his lip, nods. He’s gone too far. Maybe he should just tell her that there is another room available after all. Not even on the same floor, Scully, you can get as far away from me as you want. Instead, Mulder grabs his pillow and sits down in the small armchair across the bed.

“Mulder, I’m sorry. Please come to bed. I’m just really tired. I didn’t mean it.” He turns to her. Her eyes seem huge on her sunken, pale face. She might be a lot of things, fine is not one of them. If she were, he would not have needed to lie, to take just one room. The thought of not being with her, of making sure that she sleeps peacefully, doesn’t miss one breath, is unbearable. But she doesn’t want him here, worrying, caring about her.

“You’re not fine.”

“I didn’t mean to snap at you.”

“Can you just admit it, Scully? Just this once?”

“Mulder, I feel fine,” she sits up to be able to look at him, to make him see it if he can’t believe her words, “Now please come to bed so I can sleep.”

“Oh Scully,” he says, carrying the pillow back to bed, treading softly, “you just want to sleep with me.”

“Hm.” Half asleep already, eyes closed, but a small smile playing around her mouth. Mulder watches her a moment, lets himself enjoy the sight, before he rummages through his own bag to get changed in the bathroom.

He expects Scully to be fast asleep when he returns. He sits down at the edge of the bed carefully, scared to wake her up again. She doesn’t stir and he reaches to switch off the light before he too lies down, facing her. He keeps his eyes on her, not ready to let sleep claim him just yet.

“Mulder?” Her voice is soft, an unsteady sigh, and at first he is not even sure he is just imagining it. “I’m not fine.” She admits finally, a sob breaking free. For the second time this day, Mulder doesn’t think. He moves closer, takes her into his arms and holds her tightly against him.

“What do you need?” He whispers into her hair, kissing her there.

“Can you just hold me for a while?”

“Of course, Scully,” he presses another kiss against her forehead, where the intruder sits and waits his turn, “I’ll hold you for as long as you let me.” They fall asleep intertwined, no beginning, no end.

Babysitter (Part 5)

Summary: You spend the day with Taehyung, but unfortunately your parents catch you together.

Pairing: Kim Taehyung (V) / Reader

Genre: Smut

Words: 2.7k

A/N: I definitely want to write a part 6 but for the moment this story will be on a hiatus so I can write some different stories :)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Masterlist


You woke from the sweet sounds of Taehyung light snores coming from above you. You couldn’t get over how beautiful he looked when he was sleeping.

You were currently cuddled into his warm chest.

You gently stroke his arm down until you reached his hand. You grabbed his hand tracing your thumb over his bruised knuckles, remembering the events of last night. You felt a little guilty that your boyfriend had to get hurt just to protect you. You glanced up looking at his bruised eye. The swelling was down but black and blue color was still clearly seen.

You brought his hand to your face gently kissing his wounds. You felt so lucky to have such an amazing person to always be there for you. You also felt a rush of anxiety because you have barely two months left with him until you have to go back to school. Also you still had three years left.

You heard him cutely groan next to you as you continued kissing his hand. He lift his head to look at you caressing his hand and he smiled laying his head back down closing his eyes.

“Why do you always wake up before me?”

“Because I do.” You giggled. “How do you feel?” You looked at him.

“I’m fine.” He simple said but you knew he was more distracted about the whole thing.

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be, it wasn’t your fault.” He said despairingly. “You should never be treated that way….when you’re in a relationship, you should feel safe not scared.”

“I feel safe with you.” You smiled.

He didn’t answer, he just leaned down kissing your forehead.

“So what are we doing today?” You asked.

“You’ll see.” He smiled.

“Let’s get going.” You sat up.

“No.” He pulled you back.

You laughed as he climbed on top of you tickling you. “Tae…stop….ill wet your bed.” You giggled.

He had your hands pinned above your head so you couldn’t move. “I love you.” Every time he said those three words you felt like the world stops. At the very moment particularly as he leaned down to kiss you. The kiss got deeper within seconds as you moved against his lips. You had the urge to touch him but he still had your hands pinned while his other hand slithered up your shirt.

“I swear if you two are at it, I will literally kill myself.” You heard Yoongi sarcastically interrupt.

You also heard more laughter. “Or better yet Jimin.” You heard the laughter die down.

“We better stop if you want your friend to live.” You giggled.

“Let’s go.” He got up.

After you both got dressed, you were met with Taehyung friends plus one more extra you haven’t met yet.

“I told you….they’re like bunnies.” You over heard Yoongi.

“J-hope, what’s up?” Taehyung greeted his friend. “And we weren’t doing anything in there.” He glared at Yoongi.

“Not much.” He hugged Taehyung.

They must of not seen each other for some time. You thought.

“This is (Y/N)?….you’re so beautiful.” He bowed for you.

“Thank you.” You smiled.

“I’m Hoseok but they call me Jhope….its nice to finally meet you.”

“Were going out.” Taehyung said and grabbed your hand already pulling you towards the door.

-

When you finally reached your destination you noticed you were at the mall. You never really been to the mall because your friends were more party goers, the only time was to see a movie.

“I hope you’re not buying me stuff.”

His face went blank.

“You don’t have to prove your love with gifts.” You kissed his cheek.

As you stepped inside the mall it was bigger then you remember. The first thing that you both did was go to the arcade.

Taehyung was a kid at heart so you figured that’s where he would want to go.

“I’m going to kick your ass in racing.” He ran to the racing booth.

You sat down next to him in the booth giggling at his child like behavior. “You ready?”

Taehyung beat you the first three times but it was a close call. You were really good but he was just a little bit better. By the time you asked to play one more game you had a devious plan. When you reached the final lap you tickled him right above the knee like he did for you in the photo booth. He laughed so hard his car crashed into the wall giving you first place.

“You cheated.” He whined.

“I did no such thing.” You smirked.

You jumped out of your seat. “I pick next game.” You stood at the end of the air hockey table.

“You don’t want to play this with me.” He smiled.

“Why?”

“Because apparently I’m dangerous.”

You smirked. “Prove it.” But before you played the game you heard loud commotion to the front of the arcade.

Shit. Youngjin. You saw him messing with some teenagers.

Taehyung was just about to walk over until you stopped him. “Please don’t.” You said painfully.

“I want to have a good day.” He looked down in your direction. “Let’s go somewhere else.” He nodded.

As you were leaving you saw a employee and warned them about Youngjin and his stupid friends.

“Ice cream?” You suggested.

Before he could answer you dragged him to the stand.

After you both ordered, you attempted to pay but Tae beat you to it.

“You got something on your face.” He smirked.

“Wha-” Just as you questioned, Tae made your ice cream cone miss your mouth and up your nose.

“Tae.” You pouted as he was dying from laughter. You wiped off the remaining and wiped it back on his face. It didn’t faze him one bit as he just wiped it off licking his fingers.

“You’re going to get it.” You tried to wipe as much as you could see off your face.

“Here.” He leaned into you kissing your nose getting the rest of the ice cream off your face. You felt butterflies from the simple gesture.

You wrapped your arms around the back of his neck bringing him in for a proper kiss. You usually hated seeing other couples kiss in public because it made you queasy but you finally knew how they felt. They were in love and they couldn’t help show that even if it was in front of tons of people.

You almost forgot yourself that you were in public as Tae deepened the kiss with his tongue moving farther into your mouth.

If only the next moment you were aware of your surrounds. “Is that?” You didn’t notice your mother ask.

“(Y/N)! Tae!…Ew what are they doing?” You heard the familiar little voice belonging to your sister.

You both pulled away looking in the direction of the voice.

“Yup…that’s your daughter.” You father stated. “I knew it.”

You felt like your head could explode at that very moment as you noticed the expression your parents were wearing. Your father looked angry and your mother couldn’t help but smile.

You saw your little sister skip over with your little brother behind her.

“Why were you kissing?” Dara jumped into Taehyungs arms. He pulled her up so she could hug him.

“That’s what adults do when they like each other.” Your brother confirmed.

“Does this mean you’re gonna get married?” She asked. She gasped excitingly. “This means you’ll be my brother right?” Tae just smiled at your sister.

“Are you hurt?” Dara started to ask Tae looking at his bruised eye but your father interfered.

“So you lied to me.” Your father crossed his arms. “You lied so you can spend some time with him.”

“That’s not true dad…I mean it’s true that we are together but I didn’t lie about going to Liz and Sana’s.”

“I left a little early because of complications.” Tae slid Dara back down to the floor.

Your father arched his eyebrow not believing you. Tae looked at you to see if you could handle what you were about to say.

“You see…..Liz and Sana was having a party and I-” You hated thinking about that night.

“Let’s just say this guy was forcing himself on me and if it wasn’t for Tae I don’t know what would of happened.”

Your dad noticed his bruised face and his eyes soften. “He let me sleep over his house….and no worries his friends were there….I’m sorry dad….you can trust him…mom does.”

“You knew they were together.” Your dad asked your mother.

“Yes dear…and I’m okay with it….hes a a good boy.” She smiled at you.

“I want them to get married.” Dara pitched in.

Your father rolled his eyes. “Okay.” He looked at you both.

“But I swear…I don’t want to know anything….and you better stay in school…no getting yourself pregnant.” Your dad rambled.

“No worries daddy.” You hugged your father.

“Thank you….for protecting my little girl.” Your father firmly shook his hand but soften as soon as he saw his bruised knuckles. “I’m grateful honestly.”

“Are you coming home tonight?” You father asked.

You nodded. “We are going to need you to babysit.” He continued. “Alone.” You watch your mother smack him.

“She’s an adult now hun.”

“Yeah dad, we know better.” Do you? Do you really?

-

“Okay…you couch…you bed.” Your dad spoke down to you both.

“Dad.” You warned.

“I mean it.”

“Okay….come on Minho.” Your mother called.

You were seated on the couch with your sister in between you two and your brother upstairs playing his new video game.

“Are you going to have babies?” Half way through the movie your sister spoke up.

You heard Tae cough nervously as you stared at your sister.

“You watch too much TV Dara.”

“Some day I can babysit your baby.” She smiled.

“Dara plea-” You started.

“Of course.” Tae confirmed.

“Yay…I can’t wait.” She looked back towards the TV.

About an hour later Dara was passed out in between the both of you. Tae had the honors to get up and carry her to bed. As he was gone you decided to clean up the living room a bit. You opened the door to your back porch and carried the trash to the bin.

You felt the warm summer breeze fill the air. It was relaxing. You noticed the hot tub in the corner and realized that it was never used.

You made your way over plugging it in. You turned the settings on and the lights lit up inside as the jets foamed the water.

“You have a hot tub?” You heard Tae behind you.

“No one ever uses it.” You shrugged your shoulders. “But….”

You pulled off your shirt, then your jeans leaving you in only your bra and panties. You smirked at Tae as you stepped in. It was warm already and you choose to sit in front of one of the jets in the corner letting it blow water on your back.

You watched as Tae pulled off his shirt and pants. You blushed seeing him in his boxers.

“I don’t want to get my clothes wet because I don’t have extras.” He pouted.

Before you could speak he pulled his boxers down but making sure to cover up with his hands. You laughed feeling embarrassed. “You’re too much.”

He sat down across from you leaning his head back on the edge of the hot tub. You pushed yourself over so you were right next to him. His eyes were closed so he didn’t expect you to be so close. You started kissing under his ear making him slightly jump.

He didn’t move he just enjoyed the way you made your way over his lap straddling him. You leaned in kissing him desperately. You tugged your hand down into the water grabbing his limb length. As soon as you started pumping him you felt him stiffen in your hand. You pulled away to catch your breath as you continued to jerk him off.

He finally opened his eyes to look at you. He wrapped his arms around your back unhooking your bra tossing it outside of the hot tub. You pulled away from him so you could take off your soaking wet underwear.

You sat back down in your original position and quickly kissed him and leaned back just to admire his beautiful features. “Your sister wants us to make a baby.” He smirked.

You couldn’t help but laugh at his remark. “And my dad will kill you.”

His smiled slowly faded. “Are you being serious though?”

“One day.” You blushed. You leaned down kissing him once more.

“We don’t have to make a baby but that doesn’t mean we can’t have sex.” He blushed.

And at that very moment you lifted yourself up to lower yourself down his member. The water making it an easier process to adjust.

You started to rock against him at a steady pace making the water splash. You moaned as you felt him move his hand down rubbing you through your folds. He leaned forwards so he could kiss down your chest until he reached your right nipple sucking every inch of you.

You picked up your pace bouncing on top of him. You felt the pleasure stirring up already as Tae continued to rub through your core. He moved on to the other side of your breast sucking deep again. You heard the water splash out of the hot tub from your quick movements. You could feel his member twitch inside of you.

He leaned his head back once again giving you access to kiss his neck. He softly moaned from your touch. His breathing got deeper as you rocked against him. You quickly kissed him to steady his breathing as you felt him release inside of you.

You started to slow down as you felt the pleasure making its way up your core. Tae rubbed his hand through your folds more aggressively sending your orgasm passing through you. You leaned your head on his shoulder to catch your breath.

“Your parents might need to clean this water.” You laughed lifting your head.

“My parents must never know.” You smiled.

“Maybe we should take a shower.” You suggested.

“Are you trying to kill me?” He arched his eyebrows.

“We smell like sweat and chlorine.” You got out quickly grabbing towels in the downstairs bathroom. You handed one to Tae as you wrapped one around yourself. You both grabbed your clothes and you tossed yours in the washing machine. You made your way upstairs to your bathroom with Taehyung following.

You turned on the shower and stepped inside. You saw Taehyung hesitate outside of the shower. “I wont bite.” You smirked.

He stepped inside and you immediately had him pinned against the wall. You kissed down his body until you were on your knees. You grabbed his member kissing the tip.

“I’m not going to last long.” He moaned as you started kissing down his length.

“That’s okay…I don’t know how long we have anyway.” You teased.

You quickly put him fully in your mouth bobbing your head back and fourth making him hard again. You licked down his length as you pumped him quickly. He had a pained expression in his face making you laugh. You put him into your mouth once again making him moan a little louder.

You pulled off of him immensely to shh him. It was his turn to be quiet. He couldn’t control his hands as he leaned one on your head to quicken your pace. You pulled away quickly as you felt him twitch inside of your mouth. He released once you pulled away aiming at your chest. You smiled seeing how weak he was.

“You okay.” You stood up so you could clean his juices off your chest.

“No.” He finally opened his eyes.

-

You both made your way down to the living room and made yourselves cozy on the couch and watched a movie like you normally would. You didn’t realize once again that you fell asleep side by side once your parents got home.

“This time I’m waking them up.” Your father said.

“Hun stop…they’re fine.”

“I swear if they did-”

“Don’t you remember how we were at that age.” Your mother pushed him upstairs.

“Goodnight…” Your mother whispered to you before making her way up stairs.

-

Masterlist | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Early Mornings with the Bat - Bruce Wayne x Reader

Well first, thanks, it’s always nice to see that people enjoy what you’re doing :). And second, you’re very welcome for this (enjoyed writing it) :

(My masterlist blog here : https://ella-ravenwood-archives.tumblr.com)

_______________________________________________________________________

Very early mornings were your favorite. 

4 to 7 am, was the time Bruce and your boys came home. You were usually up, waiting for them, reading, cuddled up in Bruce’s huge chair in front of the bat computer, in the bat cave. 

Your sons would come to kiss you good night, sometimes staying a little bit up to talk about anything, throwing their feelings at you. You were the best to make them talk. You’d eat some ice cream or cookies, and then they’d go to bed, with a last kiss on the cheek for you. Bruce would wait for you in those moments, either listening to you guys or working on something.

Sometimes he was hurt, badly, and Alfred or one of your kids would help him back to bed. Those nights, there was no talk, no cookies nor ice cream. You’d follow, worried, but he’d always try to reassure you by holding your hand, or taking a small support on one of your shoulder. He’d fall into bed heavily, and you would spend a few hours gently caressing his painful body helping him fall asleep. It always worked, and was a big help. Mentally, because he’d go to bed knowing he was loved and physically, because it’d help him relax and no strain his body any more.  

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

Can you do RFA + V and SAERAN reacting to MC having a LOT of anxiety since she was a kid. So she's nervous with strangers and very worrisome about her s/o and her own actions. I really love your account, I've been following you for a long time. I'd appreciate it a lot of you do this because I go through this.

◉ Yoosung 

  • Constantly smiling and reassuring you that everything is okay 
  • Squeezes your hand to let you know he’s there for you 
  • He prefers to do things alone with you anyway so that helps 
  • Picnics or sitting at a cafe together relaxing 
  • Or he would rather just stay at home and order a pizza for a movie night 
  • Whenever you feel anxious he just smiles and reminds you that he is there for you 

◉ Jumin 

  • He will do anything he can to make you comfortable
  • Honestly he prefers you stay in the penthouse anyway
  • So strangers aren’t much of a problem for you when you’re with him 
  • However, if you have to go to a work dinner with him he will keep you so close to him and deflect all conversation so you don’t have to speak or worry 
  • And he’ll whisk you away as soon as he has an opportunity to leave
  • He tells you to pet Elizabeth 3rd when you’re feeling anxious 

◉ Zen 

  • Crazy protective over you 
    • “Don’t worry princess, you’re safe with me.”
  • Is very conscious of people when you guys are out 
  • He would never want to make you anxious because of fans bombarding him or something 
  • He will even dress in disguise to take you out so you guys don’t have to worry about it 
  • He rubs your back or gives you a massage when you’re feeling super anxious and he tries to remind you that everything is going to be okay 

◉ Jaehee 

  • She has tons of tricks for helping anxiety 
  • She’s really practical about it so if you guys are out and she sees you start to show signs she will pull you aside and talk to you 
    • “Tell me what’s making you anxious, even if you think it’s silly.”
  • She will reassure you as much as she can that there’s nothing to worry about and if it ever gets too much you can leave at any time 
  • She’ll make some tea or bake something for you when you’re really feeling wound up at home 

◉ Saeyoung 

  • He’s really in tune with what makes you anxious 
  • When you leave the house he will lace his fingers in yours and hold tight 
  • He’s always really close to you 
  • When he starts noticing you’re getting anxious he will begin to crack jokes to distract you and make you laugh 
  • He wished he could always be there to help you but he can’t so he created an app for you to use when you get anxious 
  • It has calming gifs and little pep talks from him so you can use that to calm down 

◉ V 

  • He can usually hear it in your voice when you start to get anxious 
  • He will smile and rubs his hands down your arms in a soothing way and kiss your forehead 
  • You don’t go out much anyway because of his eyes 
  • When you’re at home he will do what he can for you like draw a bath and light some candles to get you to relax 
  • Loves to hold you in bed and run his fingers through your hair until you’re calm again 

◉ Saeran 

  • He also deals with anxiety sometimes so he knows how you feel 
  • It’s hard for you both to go out at times but it helps to know that you each have one another 
  • Even so, he is still always worried about you even more than himself 
  • He got you both fidget spinners and they’ve really been a great help 
  • If you’re out and he starts to see you get too anxious and you need to wind down he will just say he’s ready to go home or say something mean to Saeyoung, even though he’s really just doing it for you 

anonymous asked:

Camp sex with harry

Glamping was a hard sell when I’d suggested it.  Sure, Harry Styles could get down and dirty with the best of them, but the idea of sleeping in a tent that took him three hours to build while simultaneously trying to keep himself bug bite free was not something he was so jazzed about.  And glamping, in his words, “just seems unnecessary”.

Vacations were hard to come by for the two of us these days.  Since his solo career had launched it seemed like I had been carted from one four-star resort to another.  And sure, it was fun.  But the idea of being out in nature, under the stars, snuggled in a sleeping bag with Harry was just so enticing.  

He’d tried to convince me to let him take me off to The Caymans or St. Croix but once he’d witnessed the look on my face when I’d suggested the glamping, he agreed.

So we were off.  To our 4 night stay in Conestoga Ranch in Utah.  The accommodations we were staying in were actually old covered wagons.  Harry was actually ok with that part.  Because honestly, who in the world would expect to see him staying in a covered wagon in Utah?

Keep reading

She knows.

Pairing : Sam x Dean (Wincest) Sister!Reader
Word count : 2,229
Author : Mel
Warnings : Wincest!, mention of smut.
A/N : This Series contains WINCEST! Do not read if you are not interested in that. Only people who ask to be tagged will be tagged.

Part 1 of The Winchester Curse.



Stepping into the boys motel room, you put the bags down. You figured Sam was still out on his run, since you could hear Dean in the shower. You shook your head hearing his moans as you started to pull out the food. You were just setting up when you froze.

“Fuck Dean..”

Looking up towards the bathroom door you stood in silence. That couldn’t be right, could it? Did you just hear Sam? Was Dean out somewhere? You could of swore you heard Dean.

Keep reading

*Tease* (1000 Follower Fic!!)(Stuckony)

Alright darlings!!! You asked and I wrote– this was supposed to be a thousand words of smut for my thousand followers, but things got a little out of control. So here’s Chapter One… of an unspecified amount of smut. I mean this very well may turn into a full size fic because I got this idea of Tony being bored with his soldiers and trying to tease them into being kinky with him and… well anyway. Just read it lol any and all ideas are welcome because I love this so much already.

I love all my readers and followers!! You guys are the best!! Thank you so much for all the love you show me and my fics!!!

Enjoy!!!

MASTERLIST
******************


Tony was going to be the death of Steve. Bucky too, of course, or at least probably, but Bucky was more used to this sort of thing, this sort of—thing. That Tony was doing. With his mouth. And a–a–lollipop.

Bucky had been teased and chased by girls and guys for years before the war. He was used to the flirty, dirty things girls did with candy and drinks that were meant to get a fella thinking about… about that. So Bucky. Bucky would have been fine with this.

But it was gonna be the death of Steve.

He was literally barely keeping it together, sitting at the kitchen table, so hard in his pants he was sure there would be a wet spot on the front of his khakis if he stood up. So he definitely wasn’t standing up and he thought he would die if he kept sitting there but what else could he do?

Because Tony, his sweet, perfect boyfriend Tony, was sitting primly on the counter chatting with Natasha, his legs kicking the air innocently, laughing over something she said, and sucking on a lollipop like it was the best thing he’d ever tasted.

A big one too, one of those multi colored, swirled, eight or nine inch things you only got at candy stores or fairs.

And right now, Tony’s perfect little pink tongue was lapping up and down the damn thing, his lips looking sticky and sweet as he sucked on the end and every few seconds he’d give a little sigh and lick his lips before putting a few inches of it in his mouth and—

And Steve was going to die.

Keep reading

Got7 Reaction #15 - Their s/o has weird sleeping habits

anon asked: hi! could you please do got7 reactions to their s/o having weird sleeping habits? like sleep talking/walking, sleeping in weird positions, etc. thank you ! 💗

A/N: **warning: long ass post coming your way. I got so carried away I’m so sorry TT.TT**


Mark: -sleep walking- He would realize that you aren’t in your bed when he reached out to cuddle you. Standing up groggily, he’d shuffle around the entire house until he finally found you standing by the dish washer, opening and closing the door without putting anything in it.

“Jagi…” He would say, gently putting his hands around your arm and steering you to your bedroom, not to wake you up. “This is sleeping time. We can do the dishes in the morning…” He’d laugh and add, “You’ll be more productive when you’re awake I think.”

Originally posted by slightkpopobsession88

Jaebum: -not moving at all while you sleep and breathing shallowly (that’s what I do xD)-

Shifting through the drawer on his bedside table he made sure to be as quiet as he possibly could in case you were actually asleep.

You looked like a stone statue laying on your back, your hands folded together in a snow white pose. “I wouldn’t have to do this if you didn’t look dead every time you feel asleep…” he whispered, finally finding and pulling out his hand mirror from the drawer.

Carefully he shifted over, his paranoia slightly taking over again as he imagined you not breathing. Finally when the mirror was close enough to your nose he craned his neck to see if fog marks appeared to show that you were breathing. He let out an aggravated sigh when he saw that you were, in fact, alive and not dead. He was silly for being scared, but you just looked so statuesque and that he couldn’t stop his mind from racing to the worst scenario. He rubbed his hand over his face and shifted again so that his arms were around you, so that he could feel your chest softly rise and fall.

This is how I’m always going to have to sleep from now on.

Originally posted by defwang

Jackson: -sleeping in weird positions- Your butt was up in the air, your neck at an impossibly sharp angle, your cheeks smushed against the bed sheets. You had even pushed your pillow off the bed.

*gif* How are they sleeping like that…?

Jackson pulled your left arm back onto the bed from over the edge and gently pulled you back down onto your side. You continued snoring since your cheek was still smashed against the covers. He put his arms around you to try and keep you in the position that was least likely to cause you to break your neck.

Jackson smiled and giggled at the thought of telling you about this in the morning. Even though you got super embarrassed about it, he thought it was the cutest thing he’d ever seen. He couldn’t wait to tease you about this in the morning.

Originally posted by stefelicity

Jinyoung: -having to sleep with your leg over him- Three seconds after he had climbed into your bed, exhausted from a long day of practice, you had flung your leg over his chest.

His chest.

He giggled as he tried moving your leg, freezing cold foot and all, back over to your side. He knew that you were going to fling your leg over him again, but hopefully not over his chest this time.

He shifted to face you and instead of waiting he grabbed your leg and placed it over his own, his arms snaking around your waist.

“Jinyoung?” Your eyes fluttered open lazily to look into the beautiful face of your boyfriend.

“Shh” he brushed a strand of hair out of your face, “sorry that I woke you up Jagi. Go back to sleep, everything’s fine.”

He kissed you softly and pulled you closer to him, loving you even more for your subconscious need to be so close to him even when sleeping. “Baby…” he whispered again before falling asleep. “I love you”

“I love you too”

Originally posted by jypnior

Youngjae: -sleeping in weird positions- Both hands were over his mouth, Youngjae practically vibrating with suppressed laughter. He crouched by the bed to try and regain his composure before going to put his pajamas on and join you in bed. He had been late coming home from practice and came into your bedroom to see you like this…

You had one leg lying straight, the other one bent as you were leaning over, your face resting on your knees and soft snores escaping from your mouth along with a line of drool falling down your chin and onto your knees.

Youngjae had always known that you slept in weird positions seeing as the first time he met you, you had been sleeping upside-down halfway hanging off of a couch in the JYP lounge. This though…

He stood up with a smile still plastered to his face. No matter what, even asleep you made his day from the moment he laid his eyes on you. You were his adorable little ray of sunshine, and he couldn’t love you more than he did in that moment.

His love for you wouldn’t stop him from taking a ton of pictures of your newest sleeping position though. He also couldn’t wait to tease you endlessly about this and to show you those pictures, but that part could wait until the morning right?

Originally posted by umma-jy

Kunpimook: -moving around a lot when you sleep- “Damn it Y/n! Wake the hell up!”

You jolted awake at BamBam’s raised and frustrated voice, your heart skipping a beat at the sudden shock of it. “What the hell Kunpimook!? I was dead asleep and that’s how you woke me up?!”

“Dead asleep my ass! It’s like you were trying to wake me up. You practically rolled around the entire bed ten times over.”

“Shit…” You rubbed your temples in exasperation, “I’m sorry Bammy, I can’t believe that I was doing that again… I really don’t try to, I swear.”

One look at your tired, pouting face and he knew he shouldn’t have gotten so mad at you. He knew that you didn’t mean to do that, but when you slept soundly, he didn’t at all.

He lowered his voice in resignation. “Can we maybe just try cuddling? Maybe if we try with our legs entwined you can’t kick me off the bed again. And if that doesn’t work, then we’re seeing a sleep specialist. Got it?”

“Got it.” You nodded at him groggily once again and reached out to him. Hopefully this way you both could finally get some sleep.

Originally posted by lookwhaticreated

Yugyeom: -sleep talking- “No way… and then what happened?” Yugyeom would get you to continue talking once you’ve started. He was having trouble sleeping anyway, might as well get to hear your voice to help lull him to sleep.

He’d end up giggling uncontrollably though when you incoherently mumbled something about wearing a banana hat for a fashion show. The next thing he knew, he had woke you up and had to explain why he was now laughing hysterically.

you: “Why would you do that to me Yugi?”

him: *laughing still* “Because you can’t control what you say and it’s freaking hilarious!”

Originally posted by sunmis


A/N: I’m so sorry that it turned into mini-drabbles basically! And also sorry because I tried giving each member a different sleeping habit but I ran out of them lol ^.^” Thank you for requesting dear! I hope you liked it~ <3

Danger Within

Originally posted by deararchimedes

Boogie Nights and Columbian White 

EXO 1970′s Cartel AU Collab Project.

Minseok the pimp.

1.8k. Special thanks to @the-porcelain-doll-xo and @sugaspiano


The dimly lit room was alive with people. Men spread out in the smoky bar surrounded by scantily clad woman all practically throwing themselves at the men. They all wanted their attention. Only Miseok sat alone with no one’s attention on him as he silently watched the scene before him while nursing his glass of whiskey. He blended in yet stood out. It’s how he liked it. 

The number of secrets the room held was endless, and thanks to Minseok’s ladies he knew them all. It was amazing how a couple of drinks and a naked woman could make a man sing like a canary. Over the years he had gathered dirt of every businessman in the city to hold over their heads for the day he needed a favor. It was the source of his power, and exactly what made him dangerous.

A hand ran across the back of his shoulders but he didn’t react. It was only when one of the more popular woman, Daisy, plopped into his lap. While most men would be overjoyed with attention from her, Minseok’s mind was elsewhere. “Minseok,” she purred into his ear, wrapping her arms around his neck. She leaned forward to expose more cleavage in hopes of gaining his full attention.

Keep reading

Day out

Okay so first of all I’d like to appreciate those who take a minute to appreciate me. Like this really means a lot. Though I still need to learn, learn to polish myself you guys praise me. It really feels nice to know that you guys do read and like my self to some extinct. Thank you so much for supporting me peaches. Love you all xx Ria.

Here I present you some family fluff. Hope you guys like it :). Feedbacks are appreciated

Word Count :: 1067


“Daddy!!! Mommy wake up!!!!” You heard your eldest five year old yelling with excitement laying between you guys. You grunt and rolled over pulling your little baby girl to your chest. 

“Sleep Rose bud.” you mumbled massaging her scalp trying to get her to sleep as well. But being the hype girl she was, refused to settle down and sat on Harry, who was fast asleep yet. 

Harry’s been busy the past days, promoting Dunkirk all over the Europe and America. He hasn’t been able to give time to his children. Rose who was 5, Noah 3 and little baby Snow who was 5 months old. He’s tired no doubt and needed sleep but he loved his kids way too much so he promised them to take them to the beach the coming sunday. Poor man didn’t know that the time would fly so quickly.

“dada !!!!” Rose whined pulling on her father’s tee shirt in order to wake him up.

“bubba sleep” Harry said the same as you and pulled her to his chest but this time she didn’t struggle. She quietly laid on his chest. Harry smiled to self still eyes closed as she pulled covers over her body, cuddling her to him. Now you were fully awake. The sight of Harry asleep with now sleeping Rose, wrapped in blanket on him was heartwarming. Seeing Harry with kids has always been a weakness of yours and when you had your own, it turned to your strength.

Getting out of the bed, you leaned down and pecked the forehead of your husband and daughter and made your way to Noah’s room. Opening the door, you found your boy sitting on the floor, with toys sprawled on the floor.

“watcha doin’ baby?” you asked crouching down.

“packin mumma. To go to the bweach.” he said busy in packing the stuff. You giggled and picked the little boy up. You set him on your hips and kissed his nose.

“Do it afterwards. Help mommy to make sandwiches first” you said. Noah loved helping you. He loved to help his mommy being momma’s boy he’s.

“okwayyyy” he said squishing your face and placed sloppy kisses on your lips. You giggled and carried him downstairs to the kitchen and sat him on his baby chair.

You were cutting the vegetables, when you heard loud screeches and giggles erupting in the house. Immediately knowing of who they were you chuckled to self and poured Noah a cup of milk.

“save me mommy!!!! The tickle monster is here″ Rose laughed running to you as she clutched to your leg. You picked her up giggling. She wrapped her arms around your neck tightly, shirking away from her Harry trying to hide herself in you as he approached you with wiggly fingers.

“where’s my baby boy???” Harry asked to god knows who as he pretended to not see Noah sitting on his baby chair. Noah laughed loudly bouncing in his chair trying to get his fathers attention.

“Herre daddy here!!!!” His baby giggle filling the house along with Rose and Harry’s as Harry picked him up.

“hi baby!!” Harry said showing his dimples which Noah happily poked. Noah always had a thing for cheeks, he loved squishing, kissing, poking the cheeks of you both. Even sometimes you’d find him poking Rose’s cheeks who’s fast asleep in her bed.

“Mornin t’yeh too beautiful.” Harry said leaning over to kiss you. Mornings without kissed were never completed. 

“ready for today?” you said setting Rose down as Harry did the same with Noah. Giving him a gentle smile, you rubbed his side. Tiredness written all over his face. His eyes had bags under them, his shoulders lumped. Baby did needed to rest.

“it’s okay boo. We can go next week. You need to rest.” You said. ed about him

“no baby. I promised poppets. can’t break it” he replied with a smile. One of the traits you loved about him. He never stepped back from his words. He’d always stay committed to his words and this time this was outta love. This was for his babies and he wouldn’t break the promise at any cost.


“Don’ go far baby.” Harry said from behind with a sleeping Snow in chest carrier.You had Rose and Noah holding each of your hand as you three walked along the shoreline. Everything was perfect. The moment was perfect. The deep sound of the ocean mixed with the cool breeze hitting you face was perfect. The two munchkins jumping in the water along with the one sleeping was perfect. The man who has his shades on, glistening under the bright sun wearing a white plain tee with his jeans folded was perfect.

Coming to a halt, you allowed the too monkeys to built a sand castle while you walked with Harry along the shoreline, keeping an eye on the kids. You held his hand and kissed the smooth flesh of it.

“this is so perfect isn’t it?” you asked him. You started at the ocean and turned your face to look at him as you expected an answer in turn. But, Harry was already staring at you. His eyes adorned your face with so much love. With love that was meant for you and only you.

”thank yeh. It’s yeh who made it perfect baby. Thank yeh so much” Harry said as his eyes started to tear up.

“hey hey. what’s wrong?” you asked him collecting the tears under his eyes with your thumb. 

“It’s jus’ I’m a very lucky man. I’ve yeh my love, This litle baby and those two monkeys.” Harry chuckled through tears as he looked at the two siblings covered in sand. You smiled softly cupping his right cheek as your rubbed the apple of it with your thumb.

“i love you” you said ever so softly that only he could hear.

“i love yeh too.” Harry said. Within few seconds, his lips were on yours. Your lips fitted in so perfectly, so lovingly. Each of your kiss expressed your conditional love for him. You were so into it hen tiny fingers pulled on Harry’s cheeks. Looking down he saw that Snow was awake. Her big green staring at his face giving him a toothless when she realized who that man was.

“hey beauty” Harry said cooing the little girl. Happiness couldn’t fill you more.

“God i love yeh all so much”