you do a good job on making me cry

Reasons I love Dream Daddy

-YOU. CAN BE. A TRANS DAD.
-there is also a trans dad you can date.
-there are canon bisexual dads.
-all the dad humor is fucking A+
-Hearing the game grumps do random Foley noises
-danny saying “I may be bad, but you made me glad” and you can hear him holding back laughter
-when a bad band plays at a concert, it’s literally just the grumps yelling and banging on pots in the background
-AMANDA IS THE BEST DAUGHTER SINCE ELLIE FROM THE LAST OF US
-the minigames………
-they don’t make a big deal out of the gay thing like……..it’s funny because it’s dad humor, not because it’s gay???
-also like… it’s just a cute game. It’s so pure.

Good job, you guys. This is a super cute game, and the representation makes me wanna cry.

Senior year.

Chowder should have known better than to think of it as some magical, easy ride. He saw Shitty go through the craziness of applying to and choosing a law school. He saw Jack’s entire semester get eaten up by talking and negotiating with NHL teams. He saw Ransom’s breakdowns over medical school and Holster’s constant fretting over getting a job. He saw Bitty’s week-long freak out over what the fuck he planned on doing.

He saw it all firsthand, but he didn’t anticipate every single one of them hitting him at once.

He didn’t expect the scouts asking for him, coming out just to see him. He didn’t expect to like his human rights class so much that his professor suggested a career in civil rights law. He didn’t expect to spend a semester volunteering at the hospital and loving it so much he wanted to stay. He didn’t expect his summer internship working in media relations would turn into a full-time job offer after graduation. He didn’t expect to have to choose from so many options.

He’s wasted so many pieces of papers on pros/cons lists, but none of them have been conclusive. Obviously, there are advantages and drawbacks to every option. He tries to look at it from every angle - financial, geographical, practical.

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anonymous asked:

okay but now im crying because im imagining that patton is the only one who understands that anxiety is so insecure and so just at like evey possible moment he gives words of encouragement. "and anxiety, you're-" "no whatever you asked me to do i didnt!" "-standing there and sulking in the corner!! good job!"

He wants to make sure Anxiety knows that people care for him, and is just overly optimistic and supportive of everything he does.

“Good job, Sport! You got out ta bed today!”

“Wonderful, that’s your second snack today! That’s more than yesterday!”

“Ah, look at you standing there glaring, I bet you worked hard on that glare!”

“Its okay, if you need to cry, there’s nothing to be ashamed of. You did your best today, and you were wonderful, sometimes things just don’t go to plan.”

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Reasons to watch: The BOLD type

Ok so this is one hell of a show and i refuse to let it go down without a fight. So i’m urging everyone to at least give it a TRY.

  •  Its a great show about three best friends who all work at a for a magazine called scarlet. Its really interesting to see what goes on behind the scenes of a company like this.  
  • ONE OF THEM IS A QUEER BI-RACIAL WOMEN, come fourth my fellow gays! There’s also a lesbian Muslim! I mean can it get any better than that?
  • This show is so inspirational in so many ways, it really shows that you shouldn’t be afraid to chase your dream, go for the goal! 
  • The show really touches on real life situations, things that could actually happen good and bad.
  • im not sure if im doing a good job at this but please TRY it 
  • KADENA #wlw #wlwoc
  • These three girls honestly and truly are best friends, they really care for each other and it’ll make your heart melt. 
  • Not to mention the romance, its honestly beautiful and it makes me cry, the straight couples are cute too! All hetero’s, come fourth!
  • AND ITS HILARIOUS, honestly i laughed every episode. 

and now if you wanna know more you’ll have to watch (; tune into freeform on Tuesday at 9/8c (;;;;;

Truth or Dare... Choose carefully.. (Part 3)

Anonymous Request: could you do an imagine where the lost boys play truth or dare and someone dares you to sleep with pan.

A/N: Hey guy! So this is what y'all been waiting for 😂! I’m so happy a lot of you loves TOD and I’m planning on making this series longer but imma leave it up to all of you if you want this to keep on going 😉. Love you all

Dedicated to: @ichbinannaaa

Warnings: Cursing, the thing ” ;), slight harassing

P. S ( the gifs are not mine c: )

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“Quite a good act Felix.” Peter said coming out of his hiding spot with an evil smile on his face.

“Never thought you’d do a good job on it.” Felix looked at Peter with a sad face while Peter placed an arm on his shoulder.

Originally posted by lostgirl14480

“Shall I go after (Y/N)?” Felix said looking down on the ground “Now, now Felix,” Peter said removing his hand from Felix, and moved to look at your footsteps

“We can’t end the party when the real fun is about to begin.” Peter said smirking while looking back at Felix.

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You were looking around the forest finding which direction you’ll have to take to find the echo caves.

You are so close to giving up. You were lost. You didn’t really know which way to go to find your friend, Baelfire.

You didn’t know what to do now. It seemed like forever and you still haven’t found Baelfire.

”Fuck.”You whispered to yourself. It was almost dark and you decided to sit down to take a rest and placed your bow and arrow next to you.

Your legs are aching from walking around the forest all day and it made you tired and exhausted.

You leaned your back on the rock behind you and brought your legs up to your chest while wrapping your arms around it.

“How am I supposed to save Baelfire if I can’t even find my way to where he’s at.” You said to yourself with a disappointed tone on your voice.

You looked up to the sky and it was completely dark out. And the only source of light you have is the moon and the stars.

“I’ll find you Baelfire, Just hold on.” You said and laid yourself down to the ground, your eyes becoming heavier and heavier each second and you soon gave up and let yourself drift away to sleep. _____________________________________

You woke up to the sound of rustling near you and you immediately got up from where you laid and took your equipment and aimed it to the direction of the noise but the noise soon came to a stop and you decided to put your equipment down.

It was still dark out and you’ve probably fell asleep for just a couple of hours.

You were standing still in your spot, you were still tired but you must find Baelfire as soon as possible so you immediately went back to the forest to search for Bae.

It felt like you’ve been walking around for hours and you still can’t find the echo caves.

You stopped by the lake to drink some water. You took your flask out and dipped it in and then you drank the water. You sat yourself down by the rock for a couple minutes and quickly returned to look for Baelfire.

“Where could that cave be?” You said to yourself until you saw a cave with torches outside of it.

“Holy shit.” You whispered to yourself and you quickly ran towards the cave.

You stopped by the entrance and took one of the torches to help you see in the dark.

You went inside the cave and it was bigger than you thought it would be.

You were observing the cave until you saw what seems to be a cage with a cliff separating you from the other part of the cave.

“Bae!” You yelled as you dropped the torch to the ground and now it was dark but the moon’s light illuminating the cave inside.

“(Y/N)!” You heard Bae’s voice and you were at shock. You finally found Bae but how are you going to save him if there is a cliff between the both of you to keep you apart.

“Hang on Bae! I’m going to save you!” You yelled and you immediately start to look for ropes or anything that might be useful.

“(Y/N)!, (Y/N)! That’s not how it works!” Bae yelled trying to stop you.

“What do you mean ‘that’s not how it works’?” You yelled back still searching for something.

“This cave is enchanted (Y/N), and the rule of this cave is that you can only save someone if..” Bae suddenly stopped not finishing his sentence which made you stop what you’re doing.

“You can only save someone if what Baelfire?” You said as you stood up from your position and walked to face the cage by the cliff.

“You can save someone only if you.. reveal your deepest.. darkest.. secret. A secret you wouldn’t admit to anyone.” As soon as Baelfire finished you were at shock.

Just by hearing what Baelfire said, it made you nervous to the bone. You’ve kept so many secrets to yourself and you know too well that these secrets will destroy you.

“If the only way to get out is to reveal a secret.. then why haven’t you got yourself out of here?” you said trying to find a loophole so you can’t reveal any of your secrets.

“I tried (Y/N). I did, but it didn’t work.” Bae said making you sigh.

Your intertwined your fingers together and rested it on your head. This was the hardest decision you’ll ever make in your whole life.

It’s either you’ll take the bait and allow it to destroy yourself to save Baelfire.

or you’ll be a coward and leave him in the cave.

You walked around trying to decide what to do until you let yourself go and came up with a decision.

“I’ll do it.” You said and with that you finally stopped walking around and started to do what you must do.

To reveal your secrets..

You inhaled deeply and start to think about your deepest darkest secrets.

“You can do this (Y/N).” You heard Baelfire said but you were silent.

You bought your fingers to your lips and started to get scared. You didn’t want anyone to know about what you keep to yourself.

But you must save your friend otherwise you wouldn’t forgive yourself and fill your life with lot of regrets.

And what you’re about to do now is worth the regret you’ll have for the rest of your life.

You sighed and took a moment to clear your mind and trying to calm yourself down.

”When I first step foot in neverland, I never thought I would be capable of being somewhere on my own. But as I stayed longer I never felt more alone than I’ve ever had in my whole life until I became friends with you and Felix, and I swear with all my heart that I wouldn’t want that to change.” You said with tears starting to form in your eyes knowing that what you’re about to say next is probably going to kill Baelfire on the inside.

“So my secret… Is that I wish you had denied what you said back at camp. I wish what you said back there wasn’t true, That you liked me. I wish you didn’t have to tell everyone that, because I’m not capable of loving someone Bae. Not anymore.” You regreted saying that knowing that you broke your own friend’s heart for telling the truth

Then it was silent for a moment and you can’t help but wipe the tear about to fall on your cheek.

And soon the ground started shaking and there was a rock bridge starting to form.

But it was still far away and you still can’t reach Baelfire’s cage. And the distance between where you and Bae are, is still far enough to keep you both away from each other.

You soon came up with another secret you wouldn’t want to admit to anyone else and it’s time to get it out of your chest.

You sighed deeply before starting again and tried to control yourself from crying.

“The moment I stayed here in neverland I thought that I would be the only girl here, that was until I met Wendy. And the moment we met made me the happiest person here in neverland.” You paused for a second trying to contain your tears.

“And when I found out that Wendy got out of neverland.. I never felt so betrayed in my whole life, She used me to get herself out of neverland when she promised me that we would get out of here together,” You sniffed and stopped for a moment.

“I was so stupid to believe that we were actually friends. I can’t believe that I trusted her and end up being betrayed…. So when I finally have the opportunity to escape neverland, I’ll go and find Wendy and make her pay for what she did to me.” You inhaled deeply trying not to cry too much.

The ground started to shake again and the bridge is getting closer and closer. But you couldn’t handle regretting every second of telling all your secrets especially when you know it’s going to break someone.

Even yourself.

You tried to keep yourself from crying right now and you’re not really doing a good job on it.

What you said was painful, it made you remember all the stupid things you did and it was like killing yourself over and over again.

“Back at camp, when you invited me to join the game.. I thought I was going to have fun. But I didn’t. I never felt so humiliated in my whole life when the boy dared Peter to kiss and sleep with me that night. I never felt so humiliated in front of everybody..” A tear fell to your cheek while you keep on going to tell your secret.

“I felt like a doll. I felt like I’m just being used and that the boys are just trying to get back at me because I never tolerated them hitting on me.” You stopped not wanting to tell what’s next and you were silent.

You waited for the ground to shake again but it didn’t.. What you said wasn’t enough. Not even close.

“Don’t hold anything back (Y/N).” You heard Baelfire say and you brought your hand up into your hair and bit your lip about to regret ever saying what you’re about to say.

“But when Peter kissed me that night.. I can’t deny that I actually liked kissing Peter. I liked the sensation of having him close to me, and I’ve never felt so safe but I know that I’m not safe at all so I tried to resist because I know he is very dangerous for me to hold on to.” You said shaking your head with tears streaming down your cheeks.

You stayed silent after that and the ground started to shake again and the bridge was almost close.

“Just one more.” You whispered to yourself. You were shaking, you didn’t want anyone to know about what you’re about to say next.

It was one of the most deepest secret that you have in your heart, and you kept it to yourself for too long and you didn’t want anyone to know about it but you must reveal it in order to save Bae.

You bit your lip one more time and inhaled deeply before starting again.

“When I first saw Felix, It was like fate was toying with me. And it made me break on the inside. It was like looking at the most heartbreaking thing that has ever happened to me. Felix reminded me of someone I used to know.. and I never thought that my heart will break again because that’s why I went to neverland, I went here to help myself escape the pain of my heart breaking.” Your voice was trembling and your heart was breaking with every word you let your mouth slip.

You sniffed and tears are now falling down on your cheeks but you didn’t care

“He reminded me of Jake, the first and probably the last lover I’ll have. Felix looks exactly like Jake and he reminded me of my pain and failures. And I couldn’t help myself from breaking inside knowing that Felix is there to remind me of Jake everytime I see him. But my biggest regret is that I fell and loved Felix the moment I saw him.. But I know that I can’t love someone who is just a constant reminder of someone leaving me and the mistakes I made with Jake and I tried my best to let my feelings for him slip away,” You were crying right now and you can’t help it. You tried to contain yourself but you couldn’t.

“But when Felix decided to befriend me, I know.. I know that I’ll have to deal with the pain of the memories I had with Jake. So I allowed myself to endure the pain and do the things I should’ve done for him, like being there for him.” You covered your face with your hands trying to stop yourself from crying.

“I know I made mistakes and I couldn’t forgive myself because of it. And I think that Felix is the only way I could forgive myself for whatever reason Jake decided to leave me.” You said as you wiped all your tears.

“I’m really sorry Bae but I can’t look at you the same way I look at Felix, but you’re still my friend and I‘m glad that you’re always there beside me… But please try to understand that Felix.. Is a reminder of my past mistakes and I want to be able to forgive myself and forget the bad memories I had with Jake.“ You paused for a moment trying to take everything in.

“I want to replace all my horrible memories of Jake by making it up to Felix and I know it’s stupid.. But I love Jake so much that I can’t let go of the memories I had with him. But I love You and Felix equally as much. But the only difference of the love I have for you and Felix is that I can only love you in the matters of being a friend to me… And Felix.. I love Felix but I just don’t want him to mean so much more to me because what I’m doing is probably going to hurt me in the end. Nothing more. Nothing less.” You said and there were tears still falling in your face.

You fell to your knees and you cried.

The ground started to shake again for the last time but you didn’t care. You were full of regrets right now and you can’t seem to forgive yourself for doing this.

But all of this was to save Bae, and you didn’t intend on hurting him and you didn’t mean for this to happen.

But you know deep inside you can’t forgive yourself even if Bae decided to forgive you.

You stood up from the ground and quickly crossed the bridge, and you rushed to Bae’s cage.

“Are you okay Bae?” You said and kneeled down to look at Bae directly in his eyes.

“I’m fine (Y/N).” Bae said with a smile but you can see that Bae must have been crying the whole time.

“I’m going to get you out of here Bae, Just hold on.” You said and you stood up and started on hitting the cage trying to break it but it wouldn’t.

“Fuck.” You whispered to yourself trying so hard to break it.

“(Y/N). (Y/N)! It’s no use. You’re going to have to go by the rules of the cave. You have to reveal another secret.” Bae said while looking at you.

And with a sigh you fell to your knees again and with a sigh you know, that the thing you’re about to reveal now will destroy you to the highest extreme. 

You’ve denied it for too long and you know that it will break you in every possible way.

And you didn’t want to admit it but it’s the only thing that’s keeping you from saving Bae.

“I..I…” You said, your voice shaking obvious that you didn’t want to tell it.

“It’s okay (Y/N) you can tell me anything. I’ll keep it, I promise.” Bae said holding your hand from the bars of the cage.

“I’m.. I’m.. I’m in love with Peter.” You said and the doors of the cage is gone and Baelfire gave you a hug in an instant and all you did was cry.

“I’m sorry Bae… I’m really really sorry.” You said in between cries.

“It’s okay (Y/N).. It’s okay..” Bae said trying to comfort you.

Originally posted by neverland-imagine

“Well, well, well. You did a good job on saving Baelfire, (Y/N).” You looked back as soon as you heard Peter’s voice behind you.

You looked down not wanting to look at Peter right after what you just said.

“Take him away.” Peter said with an evil smirk on his face and the lost boys were there ready to take Bae.

You looked up to Peter and blocked Bae so they wouldn’t take him.

“Don’t! Don’t do this.” You said as you hold tightly on Bae.

But Peter just stared at you with an evil look on his face. And when he turned to look at the boys he gestured his head signaling them to take Baelfire away and soon the boys are coming after Bae.

You tried to fight against them, trying to push them away but they got you out of their way and making you fall down to the ground.

“Don’t! Don’t you dare and take him away!” You said standing up trying to take Bae while pushing past them.

“Stay out of this (Y/N).” You soon heard Felix’s voice behind you.

“Felix.” You said as you looked at him asking for his help.

“Don’t let them do this Felix.. Don’t let them take him away.” You said holding Felix’s hands, pleading to him not to take Baelfire away right after you just saved him.

“Felix.. Remember what I told you.” Peter said looking at the both of you.

But Felix just stood still in front of you.

He stared at you with a cold look on his eyes and pushed you away.

And soon the lost boys took Baelfire with them. Felix following them behind.

“Bae!” You yelled and ran after the boys but you tripped and fell to the ground. 

You were crying so hard right now. How could Felix do this to you. How could he betray you.

Peter went to you and kneeled down to look at you. He placed his hand on your chin to make you look at him and all you can see in his eyes is darkness.

You just stared at Peter your eyes were red and sore from crying and Peter just looked at you with an evil look on his face.

“Been a long time (Y/N).” Peter said breaking the silence between the both of you.

“Not long enough.” You said as you sighed and stood up to stepped away from Peter. 

You’re scared at Peter especially when he already knows what you said to help Baelfire escape the cave, and you know too well that he can use it against you.

Peter just stood there while observing you, the evilness in his face is still present. You just stared back at Peter, feeling tense. You didn’t know what he has in mind but what you do know is that you’re not going to like it.

“What do you want now?” You said breaking the silence once again. You wanted to get this over with, you wanted everything to be normal again.

“Well, I think you know.” Peter said moving close to you.

“I don’t read minds Peter.” You said as you stood still getting tired of his games. Your heart is pounding and you have no clue on what you should do.

As soon as Peter reached you, you tried to step away but he took a hold of your arm and put his hand around your waist pulling you close to him.

You flinched away from his touch, only for him to hold you tighter.

“Don’t try to pretend you never liked me, (Y/N). We both know what you said a while ago was the truth.” Peter said looking down at you.

You looked up at Peter. The sadness, regret, and humiliation prominent in your eyes.

Originally posted by my-fxxfics

“I know very well that you had denied it for a long time (Y/N).” Peter said raising his brow while looking at at you menacingly.

You looked at Peter and tears started to form in your eyes. Peter tilted his head, his face still held an evil expression.

“Now, now, (Y/N). You don’t have to cry.” Peter said as he wiped the tear about to fall in your cheek.

He held your face with both of his hands looking you straight in his eyes.

“Now let’s take you back it where you belong.” Peter said smirking evilly at you.

|| starboy, stargirl || [[smut]]

{summary: “i just want to see you shine, ‘cause i know you are my stargirl.”}

anonymous asked: what is a starboy?

sweet anon, you are going to find out in this fully written imagine [♥] for added effect, listen to the weeknd’s ‘stargirl interlude’.

side note: peter and the reader are 20 years old in this imagine.

warnings: smut

Please don’t repost/plagiarize this story

forever tags: @ghostedwolf

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  • “hello! i love your fic ____, especially the part where _____. Thanks for writing!”
  • “i enjoy the things you make, thanks for that”
  • “______ part of your fic made me laugh/cry/get a boner/have to lie down in a dark room for an hour.”
  • “NICE”
  • “I liked reading this more than frogs like damp mud.”
  • “ “______” from your fic ______ was so good, nice job!”
  • “this fic made my grandmother rise from the dead to wreak havoc on my terrible soul, it was sick, thank you”

anonymous asked:

do u know any good supercorp fan fics

do i ever (these aren’t in any particular order, but they are all complete. i’ve got a whole separate rec list for wip fics if you want it)

  • Oblivious: kara danvers getting jealous of herself for getting to make out with lena is so relatable (lena dates supergirl to make kara jealous)
  • heroism is a full time job: who doesnt want to live with lena honestly??? (protective custody au)
  • the way we mend: domestic! incredible! im gonna cry! (fluff! fluff! fluff!)
  • exception: do u need some musings about love in your life? well ive got just the fic for u! (romance! romance! fluff!)
  • i’ll be there for you (in your darkest nights): fix-it fics have fixed my soul (fix-it fic)
  • I Always Want You: this made me ascend into another plane where everything is okay and life is Good and Nice and Gay (harry potter au)
  • inevitable: i cant believe kara just failed at inventing lying. i cant believe im kara (supergirl reveal fic)
  • when all is shaken: im the one shaken after this fic wow (hurt/comfort)
  • Something to Write About: this is most definitely something to write about (kinda social media au?)
  • Sunlit Honey and Lavender Sunsets: catch me screaming about this fic forever! oh my god! i love jess! i love this fic! aaah! (jess-centric fic!!!)
  • (Super)Man’s Best Friend: im the dog that kara just straight up randomly gives lena (dog fic!!)
  • such unruly heads and hearts: so um i lied this is the one wip on this list because honestly it Changed Me and literally invented the concept of love (harry potter au)
  • negotiations and commands: ever imagined what life would be like if we had gotten krypto in that pod? now u dont have to just imagine it (dog fic!!)
  • Her Brother’s Keeper: i literally cried more than five times while reading this. holy shit. im thinking about it and crying again (angst and fluff and Wow)
  • Did we do that?: theyre so cute! i cant handle it!! theyre s o c u t e!!!! (domestic)
  • no more ferris wheels: i hate ferris wheels too but i love this fic!! (strangers go to a carnival au)
  • Drunk Puppy: i also talk about lena’s eyes when im drunk so this fic really speaks to me (kara appears at lena’s office drunk)
  • For as Long as You’ll Let Me: i cant believe kara just invented support and comfort (hurt/comfort)
  • somewhere i have never travelled: this fic travelled straight into my heart and saved my life from canon supergirl (character study/au)
  • Don’t Let Her Go: protective cat grant? And supercorp? u better believe it!!! (love and cat grant that’s all i need to say)
  • Puppy Love: this fic? cured my depression, made me love dogs even more than i already do, watered my crops,, (dog fic!!!)
  • sun is gonna shine above: ive said this multiple times now but this fic also made me cry several times. and yes i cry a lot but seriously!! this fic!! is so good!! (supercorp with kids au!!)
  • Almost.: fun fact! lena luthor is a nerd who thinks about kissing kara 24/7 i cant believe this is canon (romance romance romance)
  • The Enchanted Florist: its so gay and so touching and i cried reading this one too (lena goes to a flower shop)
  • pain: look i know im ending a fic rec list with a fic named pain but i swear itll only pain u with how good it is (soulmate au)
First Love (M)

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader
Genre: Smut, kinda fluffy

A/N: So…I think this is the last one of the short story series for Namjoon. I need to redo Jin’s and then do Jungkook and V. After that I hope you do a series, of what?…I don’t know yet. (I’m thinking at the moment.) Oh, sweet Namjoon.

P.S.: I’m going to miss sexy CEO Namjoon (cries)

Read the Previous Ones: First Class / First Day


I writhed as the vibrator was pushed against my pussy and switched on. My eyes closed involuntarily at the sensation as Namjoon moved it in slow circles. My soft moans joined the other only sound in the room, the vibrations of the dildo. My boss looked at me with nothing but adoration in his eyes as his gaze caressed my mocha skin. His brown eyes were so warm, “You like that, princess?” he asked, his voice dripping smooth like honey. “It feels good, sir.” He took my hands away from where they were gripping the bed sheets and wrapped my fingers around the vibrator, replacing his own. “Take over and go slowly. Enjoy yourself,” he instructed. I tried to mimic what he had been doing and negotiated the toy in slow circles so it touched every side of my walls.

The sensation was amazing, but much better when Namjoon did it. He was a very skilled master and I was merely an apprentice. We both enjoyed these training sessions immensely. “Remember to touch yourself, too. I love watching you touch yourself, Y/N.” One hand left the vibrator so it could move to my clit. I toyed with the bud, only a little self-conscious about what I was doing. Just a few weeks ago I couldn’t imagine doing this in front of anyone else. But when my billionaire boss told me to do something, I found it extremely difficult refusing him. I knew he liked watching me while I masturbated and I liked pleasing him. Plus, I had fun too. It was a win-win situation.

My back arched as I increased the intensity. I was heading firmly toward a nice orgasm and couldn’t wait to get there now. This was my first time using a vibrator and I’m sure it wouldn’t be the last. “Come for me, princess. Get yourself off for me.” The orgasm erupted down below. I immediately stopped what I was doing and let the rush of pleasure wash through me. Namjoon quickly intervened, pressing the dildo further into me and increasing the pressure. He fucked me with it, pushing the toy in and out of me until my body was nothing but nerve endings all crackling like lightning. “Namjoon,” I screamed repeatedly.

My body bucked and arced with the sensations it could not contain. My fingers once against gripped the sheets as I rode out the joy as it sung through me. His free hand covered my clit, flicking my tight bud to increase my ecstasy. He moved with the skill of a professional, completely trained in the art of pleasure. He finally decreased the pressure and let me come down from the high. I was gasping for breath and my heart rate was dangerously hastened. I couldn’t have done a better workout at the gym. I sat up against the oversized pillows.

There was a considerable bulge in Namjoon’s pants, one I would have liked to take care of. While I was completely naked, he was still fully dressed in his black suit and tie. “You are so fucking gorgeous,” he said, using his commanding tone. I loved it when he didn’t try to reign himself in, just said whatever was on his mind. Nobody else got to see him like this except me. I leaned on my elbows as I sat up higher, my head still giddy. “That was amazing. I never knew toys could be so much fun.”

“It’s only the beginning, baby girl. There are a lot more where this came from.” He stood from the bed and adjusted his tie. “I have a meeting to get to.” I shuffled over to the edge and cupped his cock over his pants. “Can’t I look after you now? It’s only fair.” He shook his head. “I’d love to, princess…but I have people waiting for me. And I’m already late, I’ll see you later.” I fell back on the bed and watched him leave. That ass was exquisite in pants but extraordinary naked. I pouted while he took one last appreciative look at me. He should have stayed so we could play all day. He was the CEO, certainly he could do what he liked? He could certainly do whatever he liked with me, since I was the Director of Office Satisfaction.

What I didn’t realize when I had signed up for the job was that the bedroom would be my office and it was his satisfaction I was the director of. It was the best job in the world. I lazed in bed and flicked on the television. I had at least a few hours to kill before Namjoon would be out of his meeting. After that, he could give me another instruction or I would be left alone for even longer. Eventually I took a shower and cleaned up. I washed the vibrator, hoping that was how it was supposed to be cleaned. Namjoon had a whole staff of cleaners but I don’t think cleaning our sex toys were in their job description.

I threw on some silky cream lingerie and returned to the bedroom. Just as I was about to pick up a book, my cell phone rang. It was Namjoon, “I’m watching you right now.” There was a camera in the bedroom, one that only he could access. I sat up and spread my legs, posing for him. “Do you like what you see?”

“That lace looks exquisite on you.”

“You could come up and take it off me.” Namjoon laughed and it sent a jolt of happiness into my belly. “Gladly, baby girl. If only I had the time. Pop your breast out.” Disappointment was quickly replaced with excitement as I pulled my breast out of the cups. “Squeeze them.” I started kneading my breast at the same time. My fingers tweaked my nipples, making the jolt of happiness spread into a fire pit, deep in my core. “Good, princess. Leave them out and start touching your pussy for me.” My hands slid down my stomach and delved into my lace panties. I made sure to face the camera so he had the best view in the room. My fingers slid into my pussy lips, moving back and forth. I was hot again in no time, ready for release and wishing Namjoon was there to take care of the act himself.

Surely if he had time to watch, he had time to fuck. “God,” he breathed the words into the phone. He was enjoying the show, the thought made me even hornier. “Turn around and get on your hands and knees. I want to see that magnificent ass of yours.” I did as I was told and positioned my ass in front of the camera. I wiggled it, smacking it a few times. Namjoon loved my curves, he could spend hours memorizing every part of me. He probably knew my backside better than I did. I loved it when he ran his tan hands over my mocha skin. He revered the difference in color as much as I did. “Pick up the dildo and put it inside you,” Namjoon ordered.

I stayed in the same position as I was with my ass in the air while I reached for the vibrator. I pulled aside my panties and worked it into my pussy. I was dripping wet, proof of how much he could seduce me with only his words. “Princess, I want to see you filled.” My legs had to spread a little further so I could get the thing right in my pussy. The toy wasn’t as big as Namjoon’s cock but it was still a considerably nice size. “That’s right. Move it about. I want that thing moving in and out of you like a piston.” He paused while I gave him a good show, making sure to moan with the ecstasy.

“Don’t slow down. Do I need to remind you about punishment options?”

“No, sir.” Punishment was fun. If he thought threatening me with a spanking was supposed to intimidate me, he was completely wrong. I longed for another spanking, anything to get him back in the room and closer to my body. “Good, good,” he cooed. The vibrator was doing a really good job of getting me pumped up. Between the toy and Namjoon’s commands, it was all I could do not to cry out like a cat in heat. All I could think of was how much I wanted to fuck. “Stand up,” Namjoon said suddenly. “I don’t think I can, sir.”

“I said stand up, Y/N.” There was no arguing with that tone of voice. I slowly stood up. The feeling of having a full pussy was delicious. I hoped Namjoon’s next order would be to finish myself off. “Put on a coat and come down to my office.”

“Like this?”

“Exactly like that, Y/N. Hurry up or I’m going to be very angry.” I clamored to get off the bed and out of view of the camera. I checked on the vibrator and pushed it in further, pulling my panties back in place underneath it. The dildo would probably stay in place as long as my legs were together. It wouldn’t just fall out along the way. I quickly found a coat and slid it on over my lingerie before heading toward the elevator. It was a little uncomfortable walking with the toy shoved so deep in my pussy. It made my core ache with need. Stepping out on Namjoon’s floor, I thought for sure every person I passed knew what I had lodged between my legs and what I was about to do with the boss.

It was probably paranoia but it also added to my level of arousal. I was the one fucking the boss. I got to see him naked and satisfied. He gave me more pleasure than any man had in my life before. If they knew about our arrangement, then I didn’t care. I was proud of myself for being the one who bought him to his knees. I stopped at Namjoon’s assistant’s desk. Her perky blond haired self-smiled. “You can go right in, Mr. Kim is expecting you.”

“Thank you,” I replied, flashing her a big grin. I didn’t bother knocking, just barged right into his office. My legs were about two seconds away from giving out on me. Thank goodness he hadn’t told me to turn on the vibrator, I wouldn’t have made it out of the elevator. The security guys would have loved watching that footage. Namjoon’s head snapped up, his face relaxing into a grin when he saw me. “Take off your coat. Did you follow my order?”

“Yes, sir.” I slid the coat off and slung it over the back of the lounge suite. My cream lingerie hugged my curves, contrasting beautifully with my dark skin. He stood and his erection was obvious. “Come here and show me.” I sidled over to behind his desk and spread my legs for inspection. Namjoon reached down and fondled my pussy until he encountered the plastic of the dildo. He moved it around, making me gasp from the pleasure. “Good work,” he said. “Now get down on your knees. I want to see those lips around my cock.” He snapped the elastic of my panties as he let go of me. It was almost as good as being spanked.

I crawled down to my knees and undid his pants. Pulling his trousers and then his boxers down to his knees, his glorious cock sprung free from its prison. I gripped it with both hands before placing the head in my mouth. He was already wet with pre-cum. I swirled the salty liquid around with my tongue, getting him nice and lubricated before having my way with him. With one hand, I cupped his balls. My fingers fondled them, mixing hard tugs with soft caressing. He seemed to respond equally to both. With my other hand, I ringed the base of the cock and applied some pressure. He was growing even harder, his member hot and throbbing with desire and lust for me.

My mouth took him in further as my lips slid down his length. I pushed on through the gag reflex, determined to take all of him. Namjoon was impressively hung so it was no easy feat to deep throat him. His hand tangled in my hair as he guided my head back and forth. He was gentle at first but quickly fastened the pace as he fucked my face. His cock was pushed right down the back of my throat as I continued to squeeze his balls. Namjoon liked it rough and this was a perfect example of the way he enjoyed things. My lips were forced along his shaft as he grew bigger and came closer to his release. I looked up at him through my lashes, seeing the impressive man watching me while I took his most intimate part in my mouth. His strong legs shook as he came dangerously close to coming in my mouth.

The vibrator buried in me was doing everything it could to make me equally as close to the brink. My clit just need a little flick and it would all be over. We could come together. He pulled out of me, holding my head back from his cock by my hair. My saliva made his cock shiny and wet as it pointed upwards. “When I come, I want to be inside you. Stand up, Y/N.” He let go of my hair so I could stand before him. He radiated power, despite his cock bobbing in the space between us. I desperately wanted to be holding it again, thrusting it inside me where the toy was currently occupying. “Bend over the desk.” His granite desk was cold but it was a relief for my heated skin.

Namjoon guided my legs so they were further apart before ripping off my panties. The delicate lace was no match for him. “You’re soaking. Do I turn you on, princess? Did I make you wet?”

“Yes, sir.” I whimpered as he slapped my bottom as the smack echoed in the quiet office. For the first time since I’d walked in, I noticed the windows. They were floor to ceiling with no coverings. “Can people see in?” I asked nervously. Having Namjoon watch me was one thing, but strangers? It was a whole other ball game, one I wasn’t sure was good or not. “Do you want people to watch, princess? Is that what turns you on?”

“I… I don’t know.” He smacked me again, the sharp sting making my pussy contract with anticipation. “Don’t know, what? Remember who you are speaking with, Y/N.”

“Sir. I don’t know, sir.” He smoothed the stinging area, caressing my skin gently before kissing the spot. The contrast of his soft lips from his hard palm was about to send me skittering over the edge. “They can’t see in,” he finally said. “It’s a one-way window. Are you disappointed?” I was surprised to find that I was. The thought of people watching Namjoon take command and do whatever he wanted to my body was exhilarating. I’d never been a voyeur before. “A little, sir.”

“You’re a dirty little slut, princess” he whispered in my ear. His breath sent a shiver down my spine. “You deserve to be fucked hard.” He pulled out my vibrator with one swift, unexpected move. I gasped at the sudden loss as the air conditioning hit my wetness. My whole body was covered in goosebumps. Namjoon rubbed my back, letting his hands wander underneath my camisole and glide over my skin. His touch warmed me quickly, setting my skin on fire with desire in stark contrast to the cold air. His hands moved down and cupped my ass cheeks. He squeezed my butt with an appreciative growl. “I love your ass, Y/N.” I tried to wiggle it for him but he was holding me down too tightly. “I love your ass, sir.” He let out a breathy laugh. “I’m glad to please you.”

He pulled my cheeks apart, slipping his hand down to my anus. He rubbed it, causing a whole new sensation to pulsate in my being. I’d never done anal before and I never thought I would. But with Namjoon’s skills, I’m sure I’d let him. If he said the word, I’d give it a try. “You like that, princess?”

“It’s nice, sir,” He was teasing me because he knew I was so horny I needed to come. But he was making sure it was on his terms, not mine. He was such a control freak and I loved it. His hands suddenly left me as I heard him move behind me. I couldn’t see what he was doing until he stepped around his desk and I could crane my neck upwards. Namjoon was holding his black tie between his hands, testing its tautness. “You look so hot spread over my desk, princess. I think I’m going to savor this. Hold your hands above your head.” My boobs pressed against the desk as I shifted to follow his order. My arms reached up and over the end of the table.

Namjoon pulled them together before binding my wrists with his tie. I couldn’t move. But I trusted Namjoon with whatever he planned so it didn’t concern me in the slightest. In fact, it had the opposite effect and sent a new round of fluttering in my stomach. I knew Namjoon would only deliver the utmost of pleasure to me. “Do you trust me?” He asked. “Of course I do, sir.”

“I’m going to blindfold you, too.” There was no question in his words, only a statement. I could use my safe word if I objected but why would I? If Namjoon wanted it this way, then I would let him do it. He wasn’t going to hurt me or do anything that wouldn’t bring us mutual pleasure. He pulled another tie from his drawer and then secured it around my head, covering my eyes. Everything went a shade of black as the lights went out for me. I couldn’t see a thing. His footsteps padded on the tiled floor as he returned to stand behind me. I wished I could see him so I could look into his eyes and try to decipher his plans. But that’s not what he wanted so I remained splayed across his desk. The same desk where he ruled his empire, he ruled my body. Fire blazed across my skin as he rubbed my ass cheeks. He reached lower and pushed my legs wider again. He had plenty of access to my pussy now, more than sufficient for anything he chose to do. He leaned over me, his body pressed against mine and enveloping me.

His mouth was right beside my ear as he whispered. “Do you want me to fuck you, Y/N?”

“Yes, please, sir,” I panted the reply. I could barely breath while I waited for the delicious sensations he was about to give me. His cock rested on my ass, cradled between my cheeks. I couldn’t wait to have it inside me. I’d waited all day for it. “Do you like being tied up, sexy?”

“Yes, sir.”

“I like seeing you bound and bent over for me. You’re all mine. Such a beautiful woman and you’re all mine.” Namjoon’s strong hands rubbed my back as he stood again, satisfied he had sufficiently turned me into a puddle of jelly. He moved so his cock rubbed along my clit. I almost cried out with how good it felt. All the nerves were extra sensitive, desperate to be touched and fondled by the man teasing me. Not being able to see anything made every touch even more titillating. Without my sense of sight, all my other senses were heightened. I could hear him breathing, feel everything against my skin, smell his sexy cologne, and taste the traces of his salty cock that were still on my lips.

I stuck out my ass, giving him greater room to move under me. He was enjoying rubbing himself against me, increasing his pace and making my clit throb with burning desire. Finally, finally his cock went inside. My pussy greedily swallowed him up, taking all of him until he was buried deep within my walls. Namjoon let out a breath like it was a relief to finally be where he belonged. He gripped my hips, one on each side, and held them firmly while he started thrusting. He took slow, measured strides as he pulled out of me and then slammed back in again. He was a thousand times better than any sex toy could be. “Princess, you’re so wet and tight. You feel amazing.” I was too busy biting my lip so I wouldn’t scream and moan with the lightning shooting through me.

My whole body was on fire and searing with lustful desire for the man behind me. I didn’t need to see him to know he was enjoying himself just as much as I was… it was in every move he made. He let go with one hand as he snaked it under me and between my legs. I shuddered when his fingers reached my clit and gave it a squeeze. He started stroking me, pressing hard and not relenting. I imagined his perky assistant on the other side of the door, all the other employees sitting at their desks just beyond the wall, the office workers in the surrounding buildings. They were all so close and yet completely oblivious to the wild sex we were having in the office. On the desk. Bound with the boss’s tie.

The image of me splayed across the granite with Namjoon standing rigid, slamming his cock in and out of me was too much to keep me together. The orgasm was fast and strong as my boss held me tight. The sensation of the cold desk, his thick cock, my blindfolded eyes, his fondling hands, my tied wrists, was too much. The pleasure tore through me like I was nothing more than a slip of paper. I squeezed my eyes tightly and bit on my lip as the fire took hold and reached right down to my curling toes. My arms couldn’t move as the rest of me shook and shuddered while trying to contain the extreme joy coursing through me. Namjoon gave a guttural moan as he came.

“Fuck, Y/N. You feel so fucking good.” I was too lost in my own reveling to respond but I knew exactly what he meant. Sex had never been this good before, my body didn’t know how to deal with so much pleasure. It could only let the feeling infiltrate every nerve, muscle, and vein. We soared together while riding out the heart-pounding orgasm. My breaths came in small, sharp bursts while the fire spread through all my limbs. Everything tingled but it was my pussy that was throbbing. My clit was completely ablaze as it was held tightly in place by Namjoon’s generous hand.

We remained in the altered state for a long time until all the aftershocks wore off. It seemed like they would never end and we would stay connected forever. I wouldn’t have complained. I was spent, completely and utterly exhausted from taking the hard pounding. Namjoon pulled out of me and I heard him adjusting his clothing as the fabric rustled. He zipped his pants up before the belt buckle clanked into place. His warm hands were back on me, pulling me up and helping me to stand. It was disorientating without being able to see anything or move my hands.

It was a new experience and I hoped it wouldn’t be the last time. Namjoon once told me he wanted to tie me up in every which way he could imagine. I hoped he would come good on his promise. He pulled the blindfold off me, gently untying it and smoothing my hair away from my face. I could finally look into his eyes and see the joy there. They were alive with happiness. “Did you like that, baby girl?” I couldn’t help the smile as it quirked my lips upwards. “It was amazing.” He placed a soft kiss on my lips, pulling me against him. My ears hadn’t been lying, he was completely dressed.

Meanwhile, I was standing there in nothing but a camisole. “You’re amazing,” he said, holding my head in both of his hands. Our skin may have been completely different colors but that didn’t mean we weren’t supposed to be together. We were a beautiful contrast. I wanted to hold him like he was holding me but it wasn’t possible with my bound wrists. Instead, I let Namjoon shower me with kisses as he trailed them across my neck and face. I soaked up every one of them. He pulled me closer and picked me up, carrying me over to the plush lounge suite like I was as light as a feather. We sank into the deep cushions as he cradled me on his lap.

“There’s something I want to ask you, Y/N,” he said seriously. I still had too many relaxing endorphins floating around me to stress about what his question could be. I nuzzled against him, closer to falling asleep than I should have been. I mumbled “hmmm” so he would know I was listening. “I know we agreed that this is a professional relationship but I want to renegotiate our terms,” he continued. My brain snapped to attention. He wanted to change what we had? Did I do something wrong? Was he bored with me already? I thought he was happy with my performance and dedication.

I’d done everything he’d asked of me. I know I was happy, I didn’t want anything to change. I sat upright to give him my full attention. “What do you want to renegotiate?”

“I don’t want this to be professional anymore.” I almost laughed because there was nothing really professional about our situation anyway. My breath hitched in my throat as I answered. “What do you want it to be then? If not professional…?” Namjoon’s gaze was intense as it skimmed over my skin, finally settling back on my eyes. He looked into my brown eyes like he could see right through me.

“I want you to be mine. Both in and out of the office. I want to take you to my social engagements, I want you to meet my family, and I want you to stay in my home. I want you to be my girlfriend, Y/N.” My heart skipped several beats as it hammered against my ribcage. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. There were no reports of Namjoon ever having a girlfriend before. He had models he hung on his arms but never anything permanent or serious. He was choosing me. “Are you sure?” I asked. I needed to be sure. This heart wasn’t given away freely and I had to be careful who I allowed to steal it. Namjoon laughed, his whole body shaking with the effort. “Of course I’m sure. I’ve never wanted anything more than I’ve wanted this. I’ve known it since I saw you in the airport in Los Angles. Say yes, princess.”

I remembered that moment when our eyes had locked across the terminal. Something had drawn me to him, something inexplicable. He had obviously felt it too as we had been inseparable ever since. I cuddled against him. “Yes, I’d like that.” He pulled me closer and cradled my head in his hand. “Good. I can’t wait to show you everything in my world. It’s all yours now, too.” It was never about the money with Namjoon. At the airport and in the plane I had no idea who he was and just how much wealth he had.

It was always about the man and nothing else. I could only imagine what his world was like. No doubt it was very different from my upbringing back home. I wanted to know everything about him so I would enter his world and soak it all in. While holding me tightly, Namjoon used his free hand to undo my wrists. He snaked his silk tie from around my hands and threw it on the floor before rubbing the skin to get the circulation freely flowing again. It was such a gentle gesture that was in complete contrast to how hard we had just had sex. I got the feeling there were many layers of Namjoon and I couldn’t wait to peel them back until I knew every single one of them.

Bucky Barnes x Plus size reader/ The Nutcracker

-Word count: 6k+
-A/N: Bucky and Reader start out the Christmas season righttttt lol
-Warnings: NSFW, foot kink, y'all already know how dirty my mouth is so lots of cussing. But mostly this is just filled with Christmas cheer lol

The Holliday season was fully upon you; somehow September had turned into October and October to November, and then November had passed in complete blur. Where the fuck was time going?

You’d always been a “Holliday” person, growing up with your big family the last few months of the year we’re always a food fueled, dizzying experience. It had grown with you to adulthood, most years you would go back home to (y/h/t), to spend time with the family but on the occasions that you we’re working, like now, you’d still make due. Decorating and cooking we’re your vices, the evidence of your obsession with Pintrest showing clearly all over the living areas of the Tower.

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Forever Indebted

Relationship: Edmund x Reader, Caspian x Reader (platonic)

Warnings: violence

Author’s Note: Edmund is my absolute weakness, writing this was an absolute pleasure to.write, and I hope you enjoy it

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“For Narnia.” You whisper to yourself as you leap from a window and onto the back of a Telmarine soldier. The two small daggers attached to your forearms go into his neck quickly, making it easy for you to jump to a new target.

You roar out in anger and speed up your movements when you see a minotaur fall to his death.  Your particularly loud battle cry draws some attention, Prince Caspian being amongst the heads to quickly shift your way before going back to watching their attackers. Caspian though, doesn’t put all of his focus back on his assailant, he quickly does away with the guard before slashing his way to you. “Y/N, what are you doing? You have studies here, a job, they will surely not let you back in with good graces after seeing you fighting alongside me.”

His words almost make you stop completely, but the sword aiming for your throat keeps you in action, “Caspian, these people are no people of mine if they wish you dead. Who am I to not fight alongside you, when even the extinct Narnians will?" Smiling wistfully at you, Caspian places a hand gently on your shoulder.

The moment is quickly ruined when you spot a Telmarine soldier behind Caspian, and he’s cutting the chain holding up the gate. "We need to go. Caspian, you need to get your men and go!” You yell, shoving the prince towards the gate. You aren’t far behind him, your arms and legs both moving furiously as you slash at soldiers and run with speed you had never known capable from within your body.

From the corner of your eye, you spot a particularly small satyr getting attacked, so changing your course, you go to the satyr’s aid, “Go! We have to get out now!” You shout, gesturing to the minotaur holding the gate open. The man nods his thanks to you before ducking beneath the gate.

Just as you get to the gate, the minotaur falls and tears spring to your eyes, for both the poor creature, and for yourself. There are other people at the gate with you, Narnians, but none of them have your focus. Your eyes are on Caspian, who is yelling for you, trying to go back.

Shaking your head, you lift one of your blades into the air, “FOR NARNIA!” The other Narnians join in your battle cry, all of you charging once more.

You know you’re outnumbered, and out-weaponed. What you don’t know, is that the griffin above your heads is holding King Edmund. Looking down at the scene below him, Edmund spots you, and though he doesn’t even know of your name, he does know that he can not bear to leave you down there to die.

“Do you think you would be able to get her without getting hurt?” He asks his steed. The griffin squawks out a reply, diving towards you on the ground. The hybrid manages to grab to just after you receive an arrow to the upper arm. You don’t have the energy to say or do anything on the flight to wherever the Narnians are staying, so you just stay as still as possible and focus on not crying.

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You grit your teeth harshly as you pull the arrow from your arm. After having arrived, you immediately looked for a bit of privacy to stitch yourself. “You were very brave back there. Fighting your people for us.”

Looking up, you see the boy talking to you is the same one that plucked you from the fight. “Thank you.” You smile painfully. Putting your attention to the needle in your hands, you start to sew your wound shut, “Caspian told me that you’re a son of Adam. King Edmund the Just. Is that true?” You ask, glancing at him quickly at the end of your question.

Edmund clears his throat, before answering, afraid his voice will crack or squeak when he goes to speak to you, “Yes.” Is all he can manage before crossing the floor to be standing a little closer to you. “Well, King Edmund the Just, I am forever in your debt.”

This makes the young king furrow his brow, “What? What would make you say that?” He asks you with a scoff. With a quirked eyebrow, you hold the needle in it’s place so you can look the king in his face, “You saved my life. There were tons of Narnians, fighting a hopeless battle down there, just as I was, and you saved me, the one person fighting not even born into your people. Where I am from, something like that is worthy of eternal debt.”

Watching as you finish closing up your once gaping wound, Edmund shakes his head, “Well, you’re with us now, that won’t be necessary, and just Edmund is fine.” This makes you laugh - a sound Edmund never thought he’d love so much - before breaking the stitch string with your teeth and wiping your bloody hands on the men’s trousers you’re wearing, “Well then, Just Edmund the Just King, consider it a favor, instead of a debt. If ever you need anything, let me know.”

At that moment, Edmund could think of a thousand things he wanted from you, a kiss being amongst them - a sensation very new to him - but he settled on just one for now. “I’d like to know your name.”

The Unholy Fury of Lie Ren


So my head spewed this at me…a what-if scenario:

What if someone made Nora cry?

  • like Ren wasn’t in the room
  • like he told Nora to go off to breakfast first
  • and she did for some reason
  • but something happened, someone hit a soft spot
  • let’s say JNPR came back from a failed mission
  • and one of their friends, trying to soften the blow of failure, made a joke about a King Taijitu 
  • and Nora, instead of bouncing back and being all threatening and crazy
  • she just… freezes
  • it starts with a few little blinks as she tries to smile, to pretend that whatever it was was no big deal
  • but she can’t quite get her mouth to cooperate and no sounds are coming out and her breathing gets kinda shaky
  • and she refuses to meet anyone’s eyes and is looking off to the side, at the benches, desperately trying not to cry, not to cry, not to cry
  • but even she can’t stop the tears, even as the friend tries to apologize for the joke, but it wasn’t the failure that bothered her so much, it was that snake of horror
  • a few droplets start leaking out and she’s trying to hide them because by this time people are noticing that she’s not going to respond to what was supposed to be helpful
  • and she just stands up and does that weird little bolt-walk to the door, leaving half of her breakfast behind and knocking into Ren on the way out
  • and Ren catches a single glimpse of her face
  • sets a 6-minute timer on his watch
  • and this air of deadly calm just settles around him as he walks over to where Nora was sitting
  • and he just growls out his words, eyes blazing with unholy fury
  • “You have one minute to tell me what the hell you did to Nora.”
  • and whoever said the comment is tripping over words and trying to explain themselves but not doing a good job of it
  • and suddenly stormflower’s blade is at their neck from behind
  • because while Lie Ren is pretty chill about most things you do not make Nora cry
  • because he vowed to himself that he would do everything in his power to make sure she would never need to cry again
  • and the person is scared out of their mind because they can feel the blade pressing into their skin
  • and they’re sobbing out apologies of how they never meant any of it
  • that they were just trying to cheer her up from the failed mission
  • and then Ren’s watch goes off and he drops the person after hissing to them to never speak of that thing to her again or I will fucking end you
  • and he walks to the door and goes off to find Nora
  • because he knows that she needs about 7 minutes to collect herself enough to want him to comfort her when she cries
  • and he’d wanted to make good use of those empty minutes
  • and he finds her and holds her and makes it all better however he can
  • and on that day everyone gained a healthy fear of the unholy fury of Lie Ren

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Can any of these beautiful sea creatures hit me with Davey Jacobs smut hc? PLEEEEEASE 😯😯

Anonymous said: can I pls get some smut davey jacobs headcanons omg thankssss

Anonymous said: Davey Jacobs sinful/kinky headcanons are a must right now can you please delivery ahhh

@weirdo-with-cool-glasses said: Guys, I love your sins, and since you want to sin with my newsboys… can you hit me up with Davey smut?? 😳😳🙈🙈

Anonymous said: Friends, the world needs more Davey smut. So, can I pls get some smutty Davey hc’s? It’s for science I swear

Y'ALL SINNERS ASK AND Y'ALL SINNERS RECEIVE


- Davey Jacobs is a gentleman tbh, you didn’t know he was kinda a kinky bastard till you two had been sleeping together for about 3-4 months

- you two sat down and discussed what you’d be comfortable with doing

- A TOTAL ITM DADDY KINK

- like not even Davey knew he had it till Spot flirted with you and he yanked you away

- “You’re daddy’s. Got it.”

- Was so fucking flustered afterwards

- he loves leaving small and gentle hickies all over your body. Like he’ll just be kissing and nipping hard enough to leave marks but still super gentle

- Davey Jacobs is the gentlest of doms and you can pry this from my cold dead hands

- FACE SITTING HOLY SHIT THE BOY LOVES IT

- Like nothing gets him going more than pleasuring you tbh

- secretly loves overstim, but he’s super hesitant to do it because he’s worried about overdoing it and making you cry

- all the praises it’s not even funny

- “That’s a good angel. Moan for me.”
“Take in a little more if you can love. Don’t push yourself too hard.”
“You’ve been doing such a good job, let me take over for more prince(ss)”

- Stuff like that

- AMAZING at aftercare. Snugging and kissing and just murmuring how amazing you are and how much he loves you

- rubs your back and anyplace else that you’re sore.

- He’s a good gentle boy

(Gah I hope these were good!)
-🐙

BTS Reaction: You moving to another country due to a job transfer

Namjoon: [immediately feels depressed as he thinks about how far away you will be but is happy for you since you’ve been wanting the job transfer]

*tries his best to hold back his tears*

“what’s wrong with my eyes today?” “ah.. It must be dry haha..” “congrats baby i’m so proud of you”

Hoseok: *puts his feelings aside and tries to show how enthusiastic he is about your job transfer even though he’ll be extremely lonely without you*

“Woah! good job” “I’m really proud of you”

Yoongi: [understands that your job is important to you and is proud of you for achieving your goals but would miss you terribly]

*gives you a sad smile*

“Congratulations..!” “I’m happy for you” “I am… really”

Jin: *tries to feed you as his way of comforting you as you cried telling him that you were moving to another country because you were being transferred*

“aigo~ don’t cry princess” “here eat some! say “Ahh-”“ 

“you need to eat a lot over there okay?” 

Jimin: *tries to hold back his tears but fails as he imagines his everyday life not having you there anymore*

“sorry princess… I don’t think I can congratulate you on your job transfer…”

Taehyung: *has a hard time accepting your job transfer and starts asking you questions trying to keep himself as calm as possible*

“are you seriously going?” “you don’t have another option?” “do you really want to go?” “did you even think about me at all?”

Jungkook: *pouts as you tell him the news*

“Really..?”

“Do you have to go?”

“…”

“Don’t go..”

Lovebirds Grooming (Cody Christian x OFC)

AN: See, what’d I tell you? Give me asks and I give you fics. Haha. Kidding2. Okay, lemme clear up a few things. One, I have NO idea what’s it like on the Teen Wolf set, or any film set for the matter, so I made it as vague as I can and if there is any discrepancies, blame my imagination. Maybe tell me, gently, so I don’t make the same mistakes. Two, this is my first Cody Christian RPF but this is not my first attempt at writing him. He’s a complicated man to write, I’d give him that. He might come of as out of character, he might not, but I’m trying. Three, you might recognize the OC’s name, because I really like that name and all of my OC’s share the same name. If you want, you can picture a different face for the character.

Avery and Cody didn’t exactly get along when they first met. This leads to a little love/hate relationship between the two. Could there be more?

Bad summary, but give it a whirl. Just something I cooked up. And without further ado, I give you, Mr. Cody Christian, everybody.

Originally posted by iamthegirlyouddiefor

Avery came to work with a scowl. It was the day she had been dreading for weeks, the day that they would be filming the infamous torture scene for episode 15 of the last season. It was not that she hated the sequence or anything, it was just that the scene needed the werewolves to be wet and she was dreading how much one particular actor was going to enjoy getting wet.


A scoff passed her lips when she thought of one Cody Allen Christian. Out of all the actors of Teen Wolf, she had trouble dealing with him the most. She thought him vain, attention-hungry. Her first impression of him was that he is one of those gym rats that works out all the time, confident of his body and his looks and unashamed to flaunt it whenever he could.

It’s not that going to the gym are bad or anything. To her, it’s okay to exercise to keep healthy. It’s just that these body builders tend to get arrogant and overboard. And looking at Cody, she could see that he treats his body more like an amusement park than a temple. He had no qualms showing his abs or flexing his arms whenever there are people and cameras around.

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I can let go of everything | c.h

Originally posted by sydneysbarett

Prompt: Being able to live out your dream has its price. Is Calum willing to pay it?

Word Count: 1,036

A/N: This goes out to all fandom, just love the celebrities for their talents please. Also, would anyone want me to tag them in any new writing that I post?


5SOS bassist lit a cigarette.

Calum Hood, 19 year-old rockstar, was seen out and about 130 days consecutively.

Calum Hood’s rumoured to be cheating…

Calum angrily threw his phone across the empty hotel bed as the headlines started to add fuel to his rage. 3 years. He had been dealing with all the bullshit the media had thrown at him for 3 years. Not once did he flinch. He was reminded everyday that the consequences of living his dream might be costly but it was worth it, with all the people rocking out to the rhythms he composed, screaming at the top of their lungs to the lyrics that was so personal to him.

But the people who were wearing shirts with his face on them, the people who claimed to be his “biggest fans” stabbed him the hardest.

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challengeforchange  asked:

So I have been in law school for quite a while now. Even though I absolutely love it, I feel like literally EVERYBODY has their shit together more than me. I have seen people that you would not expect to be right for this job doing at least 10 times better that me. Which is fine and I am happy for them because they put a lot of work in! But how the fuck am I going to succeed? Like I feel like whatever I do, I simply can't get it right and manage to get my shit together?! HELP (love you blog btw)

I would like to take this opportunity to let everyone who feels like this in on a secret 

Law School Is Designed To Make You Feel Like A Fuck Up

Collecting failures like they’re beanie babies is part of the gig. Because, and this is the important part, when the time comes to be a lawyer, you could literally do everything right in a case and still lose. Like, bit the pavement and got curb-stomped on lose. 

And that history of fuck ups you’ve dealt with is going to be the backbone upon which you prop yourself up and keep doing your job the next day. And it’s going to make you a better lawyer and help you keep your sanity where others would fall into a ball crying and not be able to look at another case. 

So, that being said, let me address your specific case: 

1) Everyone is faking it. You’re just seeing them on their good days. Guarantee you that every person you see killing it has also fallen on the floor of their apartment and cried in sheer frustration. 

2) You’re still in law school? You’re succeeding. 

3) Getting your shit together is a matter of personal preference and deciding what your priorities are. But also if you’re actually legitimately struggling go check out @fuckstudy because she’s always got a ton of legitimately good advice and I’m over here just cursing and saying “you do you” most of the time. 

princesskait007  asked:

1. Merlin x reader where the reader comforts Merlin in the comm room after an agent is killed during a mission. 2. Merlin x reader prompt "Is that what you're doing? Trying to make me hate you?" 3. Merlin x reader prompts "If he's going to treat you like shit I'm going to kick his ass!" & “If I ever see you anywhere near her, you’ll have to deal with me!"

here’s prompt #2!

merlin x agent!reader ; fighting words.

word count: 1.2k
warningsswearing
a/n: this hurt.

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anonymous asked:

Hello-! I was wondering if you could write some Bakugou comforting his s/o who didn't pass some screening processes for her job? She already had low self-esteem to begin with but this just took a huge toll on her. Sorry- I just needed some floofs to cheer me up because my day hasn't gone so well ;;A;;

I’m sorry about your bad day, sweetheart. I surely know how those feel, but I hope this helps any way that it can. This is a long one. Enjoy~


You are incredibly proud of yourself. Really. You are. You haven’t shed a single tear. 

You didn’t cry when you are told that you didn’t pass the screening process. You could feel your throat constrict and the saltiness of tears sting in your eyes. But not one drop rolled down your lashes. Even though it pained you to swallow and one more kind eye or consoling word would’ve broken you, you walked out of the building with your purse in hand and dignity clutched even tighter. You did not cry.

In your car, you didn’t cry either. No tears spilled over as you took shuddering breathes to calm yourself down. You peeled out of the parking lot in silence, drumming your forefinger on the steering wheel as you chewed at your bottom lip. The drive home felt incredibly short. You doubt you would’ve had time to properly cry and regain your composure before you had to face him. Strange. The drive there felt like ages. You seemed to have had plenty of time to overthink and hyperventilate as you approached the building, but now you are already home, sitting in the parking lot to your apartment complex. Here. And you haven’t cried. 

You get out of your car and walk through the lobby, smiling genially at your landlady. Stairs or elevator. Stairs or elevator. Stairs. At least the burning in your legs will distract you from the stinging in your eyes as tears threaten to cloud your vision once more. If you cry now, you won’t have anything to be proud of. You’ll let go of what little pride you had left. You stop and furiously wipe at your eyes. And you realize you are face to face with your door. He’s inside. You won’t cry. You won’t. You can’t. You open the door and are immediately hit with the scent of your favorite meal. He’s cooking. For you. For the girl who was supposed to come home with a smile and a better job. 

You want to cry.

Bakugou looks up from his skillet on the stove for a moment before returning his gaze to his dish, “Hey, babe, how was your thing?”

“M-My thing?”

“Yeah, your fucking thing. That shit for your job?”

“Oh, yeah. I mean I didn’t get the job, but …”

Your throat constricts and your voice cracks. You didn’t get the job. It hurts saying it out loud. It hurts even more admitting it to him. Bakugou raises an eyebrow at you. You cough, trying to laugh it off as you wave of his concern. He shuts off the burner and turns to face you. He steps forward. You back away from him.

“Do I have to murder someone?”

“N-No,” you’re stuttering, “I just I wasn’t g-good enough as usual, but at least I d-didn’t cry, Katsuki. I didn’t cry s-so please d-don’t make me cry.”

You try to fold your arms to hide your trembling hands. You feel ten inches tall under his gaze, and as every second passes, you feel the damn behind your eyes cracking under pressure. Your vision is completely clouded by you tears. You look up, trying to blink back the tears in your eyes. Don’t cry. You have to be strong. Don’t cry. You can’t break down in front of him. Don’t cry. If you cry you’ll have nothing. If you cry, you’ll be more of a disappointment than you already are. So don’t cry, (Name). Please don't—

Your tears spill over, but they are caught by the fabric of his shirt as he pulls you into a chest. Bakugou doesn’t say anything. He over brings up a large hand to pat your head. He ruffles your hair as your shoulders tremble slightly. Bakugou can feel your warm tears seeping through his shirt, but he says nothing about them. If he did, then he wouldn’t be acknowledging your strength and courage. So he says something else, sucking his teeth to get your attention.  

“Tch, what a bunch of fucking idiots,” he says, “If they don’t want you then they’re company is complete shit anyway. Bet those fuckers can’t tell their assholes from a fucking computer. Those bastards don’t deserve someone like you.”

You sniffle, rubbing your face against his chest and clutching his shirt. Bakugou stand silently with one hand gently stroking your hair and the other shoved in the pocket of his sweatpants. You pull back from him, placing your hand over the tear stains on his shirt. Bakugou cups your face and brings your lips to his in as gentle of a kiss as he can muster.

“Hey, look at me. You’re tough as shit and I’m so damn proud you, (Name). Don’t you fucking forget it. Now get your ass in the bathroom and wash up, got it? Dinner’s gonna get cold.”

You sniffle a bit, nodding, “Got it … And thanks, Katsuki. I love you.”

Bakugou flinches and looks off to the side, “Yeah, yeah. Just get in the damn bathroom, alright?”

You smile at him, pecking him on the lips again before turning to head to the bathroom, “Alright.”