you hate being cute but youre so good at it

a long list of my fave lightning thief musical moments
  • before the play started they had fog in the air and the sound of thunder and crows playing over the speakers, it was so spooky, i walked into the theater and immediately fell in love (also they were selling orange chb t-shirts at the merch table!)
  • you’ve probably already seen pics of the set design but ancient greek columns sprayed w graffiti and covered in nyc scaffolding is the Ultimate PJO Aesthetic
  • sally calling percy “baby” :’) carrie compere’s sally was so good overall i loved her so much
  • mr. d’s song was so funny, george salazar really nailed him
  • luke going past percy while sword training and stopping to watch him go by when they met eyes uhhh…..
  • percy and grover’s hug when they see each other again, percy just ran to him and held him so tight i love them
  • luke annabeth and grover sitting together and joking in the background!! there were a lot of little interactions between characters when the focus wasnt on them that were so cute <3
  • percy making lightsaber noises with his sword when he first gets it before capture the flag
  • silena hyping clarisse up during “put you in your place”
  • grover crying about pan but trying to keep dancing during his part of the campfire song
  • percy at the campfire saying he can’t sing after he’s spent the entire first act singing, i love him
  • also the entire campfire song being abt how much everyone hates their parents and then percy standing up and being like “hi everyone, i love my mom”
  • percy climbing the scaffolding during “good kid” and hanging like he’s going to jump when he sings “all you get are bad grades and a bum rap and a bad rep and a good smack and no friends and no hope and no mom” chris made me cry real tears here oof
  • grover telling percy he’s coming w him on his quest and percy immediately going into Angry Protective Mode and grover jumping in before he can say anything w/ “don’t get mad!”
  • act 1 ending with this big triumphant song abt leaving on their quest but then the lights go dark and monster calls echo and groups of red eyes peak from the back of the stage and percy grabs for grover’s hand before the blackout 😭
  • “i don’t wanna die in the garden state!”
  • grover staring percy down for a good silent five seconds after percy responded to him talking to a squirrel w “this is nuts”
  • annabeth telling percy her mom turned medusa into a monster and chugging water halfway through her sentence so she doesn’t have to finish it
  • “that little squirrel came back and gave me these!” “three amtrak tickets?”
  • girl in braids and a floppy hat at the lotus hotel: why, my brother and i arrived just yesterday, may 1st, 1939!
  • thalia singing softly on the second level while luke and annabeth stand behind her with their hands held out, lit w green light, turning her into a tree while grover tells percy about being afraid he failed her, he was crying, i was crying
  • “it’s charon with an “a” as in AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
  • creators of this musical, apparently: well we dont have time to focus on them facing cerberus so now he’s a dj for a sequined charon who rocks the entire theater
  • “i think this pit is tartarus” “(gasping) YOU MEAN LIKE………..THE FISH SAUCE
  • the toilet paper guns used for percy’s water powers being shot over the audience until the entire orchestra was completely covered in toilet paper
  • “well the gods aren’t always fair but we’re not total dicks”
  • jonathan raviv’s quick change from poseidon to chiron was really quick so he came out as chiron with his shirt unbuttoned in the deepest v saying “I GALLOPED HERE AS FAST AS I COULD” which was ridiculous and yet completely in character
  • percy and luke’s handshake! and luke telling percy what he thinks of the gods and going for the handshake and percy hesitantly doing it w him bc he agrees w/ the way luke feels before realizing that luke’s the lightning thief
  • luke has a dark reprise of “good kid” when he betrays percy and i !!!! SCREAMED!!!!
  • also the creators of this musical, apparently: well we cant have a poison scorpion on stage so how about luke just fuckin stabs percy in the back? hm?
  • the stage was a huge mess of confetti and toilet paper by the end which is truly the only way a percy jackson musical should end
  • please go see this if you have the chance it’s so funny and so good, it’s really an amazing adaption that gets the tone of the book so well and every actor captures their character(s) perfectly, they all clearly know the material and seem like they’re having so much fun onstage, i loved it so much!!!!
OTP Drabble Challenge!

Rules: Followers send a number to your ask, along with a pairing, and you write a drabble using that dialogue in your piece! Try to keep up! Expect a TON of requests!

  1. “The doctor said it’s normal” - “Well that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt.”
  2. “Baby, you’re not a bother.” - “I’m too needy, you don’t deserve it.”
  3. “Come with me to the other room.” - “We’re not going to talk about this now.”
  4. “Did you just hiss at me?” - “Are you judging me?”
  5. “Don’t yell at me like I’m a child!!” - “DON’T THROW SCISSORS!”
  6. “Here, take me blanket/jacket.” - “I told you, I’m not cold.” *shivering*
  7. “Did you hear that?” - “I’m telling you, I’m haunted.”
  8. “I just wanted an easy day with my boyfriend/girlfriend. Is that too much to ask?”
  9. “Why are you awake right now?”
  10. “Come over here and make me.”
  11. “I want my best friend back.” - “Kevin is over there.”
  12. “H-how long have you been standing there?” - “Long enough.”
  13. “You’re lying, you’re blushing.” - “Shut up, no I’m not!”
  14. “No, I’m not talking to you.”
  15. “No more!” - “Okay, fine, I won’t send you any more selfies.”
  16. “What do you have?” - “Pizza rolls and Cup O’ Noodles…that’s about it. Popcorn?”
  17. “The salad here is really good.” - “Do I look like a fucking rabbit?”
  18. “Open this.” - “Can you say please?”
  19. “I just came to say goodbye…” - “Bullshit, you just feel bad.”
  20. “You’re on level 176.” - “Can you judge me harder?”
  21. “Jinx, you owe me a coke.” - *can’t speak until they buy a soda*
  22. “Please don’t leave me.” - “I don’t want to go”
  23. “Babe, I’m sorry.” - “Suck my ass.”
  24. “Liar, liar, pants on fire!” - “Seriously, you’re worse than a kid.”
  25. “You can’t ride a bike?” - “Why are we whispering?”
  26. “Is it that time of the month?” - “You literally ask me that whenever I’m mad at you!”
  27. “We’re going downtown.” - “There’s a strip club downtown.”
  28. “You weren’t supposed to hear that.” - “Well, you shouldn’t be saying it then.”
  29. “It’s not mine, I swear.” - “How is it not fucking yours!”
  30. “Take it off.” - “Like a bandaid?”
  31. “I told you…” - “Yeah, yeah, yeah, quit nagging.”
  32. “Boo?” - “You’re my boo.”
  33. “Don’t you ever do that again! You scared the shit out of me!”
  34. “You broke what?!?” - “Don’t worry, I’m okay.”
  35. “Why’re you dressed like that?” - “Does that mean it looks good or should I change?”
  36. “Fine, just do what you have to do.” - “Can you stop being so freaking cute so I can concentrate?”
  37. “…then I picked up your coffee by mistake.” - “All I want is an apology.”
  38. “Well, this is awkward.” - “Don’t touch me.”
  39. “You can’t make me.” - “What are you? Five?”
  40. “You’re a blanket hog!” - “Leave me alone and stop being so selfish.”
  41. “It’s not fair that you’re hot and funny.” - “Look who’s talking…just kidding, your jokes suck.”
  42. “I hate you.” - “No, you don’t.”
  43. “Should I be worried?” - “Is the grass green?”
  44. “You’re kidding me?!” - “Shush, my mom never taught me.”
  45. “I’m your lock screen?!” - “You weren’t supposed to see that.”
  46. “Will you go with me?” - “As long as you hold my hand.”
  47. “Baby, I’m scared.” - “You don’t have to be; not as long as I’m here.”
  48. “Come inside, I’m sorry.” - “Not until you apologize.” - “I just said I’m freaking sorry.”
  49. “Your voice is sexy.” - “Your ass is sexy.”
  50. “If I asked, you’d say no.” - “You don’t know that.”
  51. “Seriously, the chimney?” - “The squirrel can’t win!”
  52. “32?” - “I’ll prove it!”
  53. “It’s just so little and adorable.” - “That’s what she said.”
  54. “You’re not mature enough to be a parent.” - “Try me.”
  55. “Take a chance.” - “Umm…let me think…no.”
  56. “Game’s over, you son of a bitch!!” - “Okay, just don’t hit me.”
  57. “You forgot about my birthday!” - “In my defense, I forget about a lot of things.”
  58. “You need more stamina.” - “No, I need more steak and eggs. So…get on it.”
  59. “Can you dance with me?” - “You’re not mad?”
  60. “I’ll smash it, I swear.” - “You smash it and we’re done.”
  61. “Move!” - “Why would I move if I’m so comfy where I am?”
  62. “I’m not going in.” - “Then we’re not going to get a treat after.”
  63. “I really would’ve liked it if you told me your parents were coming to town.” - “I really would’ve liked it if you put underwear on before coming into the kitchen.”
  64. “I found it in the recycling bin.” - “Well, you’re the one killing the environment, so who’s really in the wrong here?”
  65. “We bet, and you lost.” - “But tattoos are permanent.”
  66. “Can you quit being so sassy?” - “Can you quit being so controlling?”
  67. “Are you getting jealous?” - “You’re changing your outfit, now!”
  68. “What time is it there?” - “We’re in the same time-zone.”
  69. “Quit flirting.” - “I didn’t mean to-”
  70. “I just don’t know what happened.” - “You’re too good for them.”
  71. “You have a cute nose, don’t make me break it.”
  72. “Tell me what I can do to help.” - “Sing me to sleep.”
  73. “You still need your baby blanket?”
  74. “Did you black out?” - “I feel like I’m gonna puke.”
  75. “Let’s just bury the hatchet.” - “Fuck your hatchet.”
  76. “I bet it’s a boy.” - “I bet it’s a turtle.”
  77. “Spare change?” - “You can’t be responsible, you don’t get your wallet.”
  78. “Cuddle or leave.” - “So is that a no to supper?”
  79. “Are you high?” - “I’m just so fucking tired.”
  80. “Why did I marry you?” - “It took a lot of convincing.”
  81. “Who’s texting you?” - “Umm. nobody.”
  82. “You have two choices.” - “Neither of which I like…”
  83. “I want a dog.” - “I want a cat.”
  84. “Chinese food?” - “Do we even know what that’s made of?”
  85. “These sheets are stained.” - “That’s disgusting.”
  86. “You don’t know how to change a tire?” - “Give it a rest, would you?”
  87. “That’s my ex-boyfriend/girlfriend.” - “Well, kiss me so they see.”
  88. “We got lucky. You’re not gonna do that again, right?”
  89. “Hey, babe, look what I found.” - “GET THAT OUT OF THE HOUSE NOW!!!”
  90. “You’ve been replaced.” - “Alright, we’ll see how you feel when you need me to kill a spider in the shower.”
  91. “Are those slippers?” - “Is that you being mean? AGAIN?”
  92. “You forgot your book.” - “No, I lost my book!”
  93. “You’re weird.” - “Or you’re just basic.”
  94. “We need a vacation.” - “You read my mind too much, it scares me.”
  95. “Why’d you hug him? You love him?”
  96. “Sorry.” - “Good choice.”
  97. “Luck? Nope. Skills.” - “If it’s skill then do it again.”
  98. “Why can’t you just believe me?” - “Because you lied about it before.”
  99. “This bath is too damn hot.” - “This is why we can’t do cute things. You complain too much.”
  100. *Make up your own*

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Dating Finn Wolfhard would include...
Request: can i request a dating finn wolfhard would include headcannon? also i love your blog :—)

Originally posted by strangerichies


  • Getting to know all of his casts
  • Meeting before he was famous
  • Constantly rewatching the 100 and Supernatural episode he was in
    •  bc smol bean Finn
  • Messing with his hair 24/7
  • PDA
    • Lots of PDA
  • He just wants to touch you
    • Not like anything dirty
    • Just in general like hugs and kisses and always a hand/arm somewhere connecting the two of you
  • You always making him smile
    • Like that really cute one that makes you want to pinch his cheeks
  • Speaking of cheeks
    • Lots of kisses on his cheek
  • Sometimes when y’all are older he’d fly you out to set just to see you
  • Being jealous of cast mates
  • People bugging you about being thee Girlfriend of Finn Wolfhard
  • Ship edits
    • You love them even though they kinda make you uncomfortable sometimes
  • Getting Hate from his Fans but also getting more Love so it’s okay
  • Nose kisses
  • Him being surprisingly good at braiding your hair
  • Going backstage at his concerts
  • Doing that cheesy thing with the Gutiar like Sam and Queen in glee
    • If you haven’t seen glee she like holds down the note and he strums and it’s adorable
  • His parents adoring you
    • And vice versa
  • Whenever you wear glasses he loves to push them up on your nose softly or try them on himself
  • Him being a huge advocate for women and treating you right
  • Even though neither of you are very fancy he’d bring you out to dinner and stuff at like fancy outdoor places
  • Beach dates
  • Him doing everything possible to make you laugh
  • Your Twitter blew tf up
  • Reading fanfic about him to see how accurate they are
  • Starting to have fans of your own
  • Getting recognized random places with or with out him
  • Fan girls are salty
  • Sometimes getting into small fights that you normally move past
  • Always spending time together in the rain
  • Going shopping with him bc he secretly loves it
    • Not as much as you though
  • Dates at hockey games
  • ice cream 
    • don’t know why but i feel like it’d be a thin
Get Your Feet Off My Dash

Pairing/Characters: Domestic!Steve Rogers x Reader

Warnings: Smut, swearing, sir!kink, daddy!kink, just heaps of fluff and smut reader beware lmaoooo

Summary: Reader doesn’t deal very well with long drives (or road trips as Steve calls them) and she starts to get really impatient. She’s so impatient she starts to fidget… a lot. Steve doesn’t mind, until she puts her feet on the dash of his brand new car.
Word Count:
2.4k+
A/N:
FILTH I AM FILTH BUT LIKE CUTE FILTH

Originally posted by ohevansmycaptain

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Roses ⚘

(part I) Summary:  Where Bucky Barnes hates you and you hate him or where Bucky Barnes only has eyes for you but you have eyes for someone else

Warnings: none I think, this is long tho ya’ll RIP.

Authors note: My third imagine you guys for the support! And thank you to my new followers for following me! Also this is divided into two parts: it starts out with your POV and then switches to Bucky’s


The kitchen is packed when you walk in. Steve had asked for the team to meet briefly, along with a few other lab techs and agents. You were one of those agents. You were recruited about two years after the avengers were reestablished and  due to your aptitude in computers you hacked for Fury and due to your aptitude in hand to hand combat and weaponry you occasionally went on missions with the Avengers team.

You walk over to the counter where you find your usual cup of coffee waiting. You pick it up and take a long sip, eyes closing in content. Looking over at Natasha you raise your mug and give her a smile. Over the course of a year you and the Black Widow had become friends and now you were fairly close. Every morning you found a cup of coffee on the counter, made exactly how only you like it, half cream and one sugar. Natasha wasn’t openly affectionate but you knew it must be her, she showed affection in subtle ways.

Steve taps a spoon against his mug and the room quiets.“I just wanted to let you all know that we’ll be going over strategy at twelve today. So be there. Oh and meet in the training room, we’ll be usin’ the climbing rope for some exercises” You give a loud sigh, forgetting for a moment how quiet the room is. You hated those ropes.

“What, scared you’ll break a nail princess?” a deep voice says.

Your face contorts as a chorus of ooohs echoes across the room. You turn towards the bane of your existence.

Bucky Barnes.

“No” you snap “But you should be worried about breaking a hip, grandpa” muffled snickers wash over the room as you fix Bucky with your best death glare. But before he can retaliate Sam pipes up.

“Can we reschedule this WWE smack down for after I’ve eaten breakfast?” 

Laughter erupts and you roll your eyes before walking over to stand next to Natasha as the agents start to disperse. 

You despised James Barnes and he hated you in turn. When you first joined the team Bucky seemed shy towards you, but then again he was shyer in general back then. But one day he made a snippy remark towards you, and you being the person you are sassed him right back, and then a rivalry was born. You  know Bucky hates you because he thinks you’re a spoiled little princess who thinks she’s too good for everyone and anything. You didn’t know why he thought that.

Okay you kinda did. 

You were the type of person who is always put together, you enjoyed pampering yourself and  dressing in cute outfits and always have your nails and hair done. You hated the fact that Bucky stereotyped you like so many people had before and vowed to work harder to prove him wrong. Your sense of style had nothing to do with your fighting abilities.

“I see you and Barnes are still at odds.” Natasha murmurs giving you a smirk.

“When will we not be?” You snort

“Hmmm… I don’t know, you know heat can often be mistaken for hate” the redhead says looking down at your coffee mug.

“Please, as if I could ever be with someone who looks down on me just because I enjoy fashion.” You take a sip of your coffee and look over to where Bucky’s sitting with Steve. He really was handsome, with that soft dark hair,strong jaw, piercing eyes and his muscular frame. He even made that metal arm work somehow. He always made the research techs blush and giggle with his compliments and made the team laugh with his sly comments. It’s really such a shame he was such a condescending jerk. You never would admit it, but it bothered you that Bucky singled you out. It reminded you too much of the times you had been the target in high school. And it’s depressing to know that nothing’s changed.

“Excuse me ladies,” You look up, only to meet eyes with the love of your life.

Steele Coulter.

Steele was truly a genetic marvel. With thick auburn hair, a body that looked like its been carved by the gods and a face adorned with a square jaw, plush lips, long lashes and unreal light brown eyes, you were salivating whenever he walked into the room. Steele steps in between you and Natasha, and grabs a muffin from the counter behind you. He shoots you and Natasha toothy smile before heading out, probably to the labs. Thankfully you were a master at concealing your emotions so no one knew about your little crush. 

“You have a little drool on your chin”

Well except for Natasha.

“Shut up,” you say, thankful no ones around to hear her

“You know I don’t think you and Steele would be the best fit.” Tasha says fixing you with her stare.

“Why not? He’s Sweet. Smart.Funny. Hot.”You tick off his qualities on your fingers

“I don’t know, I just think you’d click better with someone else.” she shrugs

“Who?” you press.

“Someone,” Natasha  says giving you her secret smile. You roll your eyes.

“Okay when you find that someone please let me know”

“Who says I haven’t already have?”

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You lay on the grass panting, after Steve’s climbing ‘lesson’ which ended in a long outdoor run in the heat, you’re pretty sure you’re never gonna be able to use your arms ever again. Or the rest of your body for that matter. Sam, Steele and Wanda lay next to you, with Steve, Bucky, and Natasha reclining in front of you and a couple of other agents laying down a few feet away. Sweat drips into your eyes and you wipe it away, and what looks like half of your face comes off onto the back of your hand. This is what you get for trying to make an effort this morning and putting on a little eye makeup. Of course Bucky-eagle-eyes spots this immediately and has to comment on it.

“You really put on makeup to train?” He says

“Why can’t you mind your own business for once in your damn life?” you hiss, sitting up to glare at him.

“Okay that’s my cue to leave,” Sam says. sitting up.

 “You’re just in a hurry to go and try to woo ya lady friend” Steve snickers.

“Awww Sam you have a girlfriend?” You say looking over at him.

“Not exactly,” Sam scratches the back of his neck.

“He wishes!” Steve whoops “But that dame won’t give him the time of day”

“Shut up man” Sam groans standing.

“Don’t worry,she’s just playin’ hard to get.” Bucky says, and Wanda and Steele give encouraging nods.

“I hope so,” Sam chuckles. You smile up at Sam.

“If all else fails, give her flowers, girls can’t say no to flowers” You say. Natasha barely contains a snort.

“Hey!” You defend yourself “If a guy took the time to get me flowers it would be a yes from me.”

“I’ll take that into consideration, Simon Cowell” Sam bops you on the head. You give him a mock salute in return.

“Bye guys,” He calls over his shoulder as he walks away. 

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That night there’s a rose left in front of your door. You pick it up and place it in a vase in your room. Then you fall onto your bed and squeal into your pillow.Sitting up on your bed you stare at the flower you almost can’t believe someone’s taken an interest in you. Your mind races with the possibilities of who the flower giver could be. And then with the not so savory possibilities that it could be a mistake or a prank. You look at the rose’s velvety petals and sigh.

God you hope its from who you think its from.

All that week every morning you find a flower left in front of your door. Towards the end of the week you can barely contain your smiles. Friday morning rolls around and there’s no flower at your door. You hope this means that the flower giver is going to reveal themselves. Midday and then evening passes and still no flower giver. Disappointed you decide to go get carryout from your favorite restaurant to distract yourself. Walking down the corridor to your room you spy a figure pacing in front of your door. When they hear your footsteps, they freeze and look up. You look at them and then look at the massive bouquet of flowers in their hands.

You gasp. 

“No.Way.”


Bucky Barnes hates you.

He hates your smart mouth.

He hates how you roll your eyes at him.

He hates how you always smell good.

Okay, correction. Bucky Barnes hates how you make him feel.

He hates how your smile makes his stomach flip. He hates how your skin always looks so soft because it make him want to touch it. He hated how when you put your hand with its ridiculous stacks of rings and powder blue nails on his arm he could feel his knees growing weak. He hated how the first time he met you he was so distracted by how gorgeous your face was and how good you smelled he couldn’t form a coherent sentence.

Bucky Barnes hates the fact that he’ll never be able you have you. 

 You’re too good, too sweet, too normal. He didn’t deserve someone like you. And besides a dame as beautiful as you wouldn’t want a freak with a metal arm. He’s resigned himself to this fact, but even still you make him weak. And he hates that most of all. So he snaps at you, undermines you, in hopes that if you would start to hate him he could hate you. But he could never hate you.

That’s why every morning he makes you a cup of coffee. Half of the cup is cream and one sugar, just like how you like it. Just so he could see your smile when you saw the mug on the counter and know that smile was because of him. 

“You know I think Y/N would be very interested in learning who’s actually making her coffee every morning” Natasha’s voice behind him makes him jump.

“Natasha. Please.” Bucky sets the mug on the counter and turns towards the redhead.

“Alright, alright” Natasha holds her hands up “Your slightly creepy secret is safe with me.” Bucky sighs and heads towards the fridge to grab some milk. Natasha’s voice follows him “Despite what you think, you’d be good for her Barnes. Even you don’t have your head so far up your ass that you can’t see that you’d be good to her.”

Bucky says nothing, and sits at a stool at the counter, making himself a bowl of oatmeal. Steve walks in, clapping Bucky on the shoulder, and then slowly the kitchen starts to fill. You walk in last, of course wearing one of your ridiculous outfits. Today it’s cutoff overalls a tight short floral top and a backwards baseball cap. Bucky hates your outfits. The make it impossible for him to concentrate. He also hates how that scientist Steele makes googly eyes at you. How most of the agents seems to. But Steele makes him bitter because he knows Steele’s everything that he’s not, and can give you everything that he can’t.

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Another thing Bucky hates? How you can look good with makeup smeared down your face. He can’t stop his eyes from following you as you get up to go get a late lunch with Wanda, Steele and Natasha.

A hand smacks the top of his head.

“What?” Bucky turns towards Steve.

“Make a move already you idiot.” The blonde says. 

“Shut up” Bucky groans running his hands through his hair. 

“You need to stop acting like a little boy on the playground, pulling her pigtails ‘cause you like ‘er” Steve snaps back. Bucky groans again. “And despite what you think you’re a good guy Buck. You deserve to be happy” Steve’s voice softens.

Bucky sighs,laying on his back. “I just-she just-” Bucky sighs again “I like her a lot Steve.”

Steve guffaws “You think I don’t know?”

“Ya don’t get it man-I like her almost too much,” Bucky mumbles. Steve rolls over and looks Bucky in the eyes.

“I get it. And I also get what you don’t get. How you need to make a move soon”

“Even if I was going to make a move it’s already too late.” Bucky says looking up at the sky “I-I’ve given her such a hard time I don’t think she would be interested.”

“It’s never too late. Just tell her how she makes you so nervous that you end up doing stupid things” Steve grins. “Works with the ladies every time”

“Man what do ya know about ladies?” Bucky laughs.

“Shut up.” Steve smacks Bucky “Just remember it’s never too late”

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“It’s never too late”

 Steve’s words echo in Bucky’s head when he heads back to his room that afternoon. And sitting on his bed, with this aching feeling of wanting clawing in his chest Bucky decides he’s going to take a chance.

He knows he can’t cold approach you and that you’d treat any compliments with suspicion. Suddenly your words echo in his head.

“If a guy took the time to get me flowers it would be a yes from me.”

So Bucky gets you flowers. That very night he goes out and gets a bouquet of roses and leaves one at your door that night. And then one the next morning.And the next and the next. The second day he notices how smiley you seem. The third day he hears you giggling with Natasha

“I can’t believe it Tasha, someone’s been leaving me flowers!”

It’s the fourth day and Bucky’s sweating. It’s Friday and he’s decided to tell you and try to ask you out. He spends three hours pumping himself up to actually do it and another hour trying to look presentable. He changes in and out of several shirts before wearing a black button down and jeans. And then he tries to tame his hair into submission. ‘Does it always look this greasy?’ Finally he picks up the massive bouquet of different flowers he bought ‘More flowers more of a chance she’ll say yes?’ and prepares to head out.

“FRIDAY?” Bucky calls out tentatively. He always felt damn strange speaking into open air.

“Yes Sergeant Barnes?” the program answers

“Where’s Y/N?”

“Ms.Y/N is currently heading up to her room from downstairs. Would you like me to contact her?”

“No, thank you FRIDAY” Bucky answers. He decides he’s going to meet you in the hall.

“You’re welcome Sergeant Barnes.”

Bucky walks out of his room and he’s nervous it hits him like a wall and his palm starts to sweat. ‘I feel and look like a damn fool. I shouldn’t have gotten this invested in her.” Bucky thinks to himself. But for a moment he allows himself a future where you’ve said yes. Where you care for him even a little like the way he cares for you. And he wants that future.

Bucky hangs back in the corner before your hall for a little bit. Then he hears the click clack of your heeled shoes. He peeks around the corner. First he sees you-he always does. You look radiant, wearing a short long sleeved dress and those black heels he secretly loves on you. Then he notices the silhouette  standing in front of your door. The male silhouette. Steele’s silhouette. Bucky’s stomach drops. When he sees your face light up Bucky thinks that he would feel bitter. 

But he just feels sad.

‘I guess there is such a thing as too late’

He starts to slip away before you see him.As he turns around he hears your voice. It’s like a knife.

Your excited squeal. 

“No. Way.”


Part II -Coffee


tags: @stephie-senpai 

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오빠[들] 너무/정말 [잘생겼어요 / 귀여워요 /예뻐요 / 멋있다] - oppa[s] is so/really [handome/cute/pretty/cool]
힘내세요 - have strength
항상 응원할게요 - I will always cheer you on
조심히 다녀와요/잘다녀와요 - go and come back safely
(오늘도) 수고하셨습니다/수고많으셨습니다/고생하셨습니다/고생많으셨어요  - (today) thank you for your hard work/effort
(오늘도/내일도) 파이팅! / 파이팅하세요! - (today/tomorrow) fighting!
힘내세요 - cheer up/keep strength
오늘도 행복한 하루 되세요 - have a good day
감기 조심하세요 - be careful of the cold
옷을 따뜻하게 입으세요 - dress warmly
푹 쉬어요/많이 쉬어요 - get some rest/get a lot of rest
보고 싶어요 - I miss you / 보고 싶었어요 - missed you
고마워요/감사합니다 - thank you
사랑해요/사랑합니다 - I love you

Auston Matthews #4

PART TWO

Anonymous said: Pls write more Auston Matthews! I live for it! 😊

Anonymous said: Can you please do more Auston Matthews imagines. Your writing is THE best!!

A/N: Honestly I just can’t stop writing Auston imagines and I’m not even sorry.. But also I swear I’m getting to everyones requests!! But yeah, thank you guys!! Hope you liked this :)

Word Count: 1,275

Originally posted by hockeyfanatique

“I can’t believe I’m letting you drag me to this stupid thing,” you grumbled while walking up the driveway with Steph by your side. After hours of trying to get out of being here, here is exactly where you ended up - here being Connor Brown’s house where a handful of people were enjoying some drinks by the fire.

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Put Money Where Your Mouth Is (M)

Originally posted by buylosecontrol-moved


Jongin x You (ft. Jongdae)
Summary -
 Your friend Jongdae drags you to a casino, where you pique the interest of the most feared lucky bastard in the entire country.
A/N - Yeah.. just enjoy it. Want to thank my friend for doing the smut part (<3 amy).


Casinos have never been your thing. That’s why it took your friends a lot of convincing for you to join them. It’s not that you didn’t like gambling. In fact, you really enjoyed watching people go rich or go broke but testing your own luck was just a lost cause in your case.

“I don’t wanna go because I suck.” you rolled your eyes when one of your close friends was standing in front of your house, “I’m pretty sure I have told you countless times before, Jongdae.”

He groaned in frustration, “Once, come us with just this one time. Play one game, I swear you’ll think it’s fun!” He clasped his hands together and whined. Giving his best cute face. “Besides… what’s not fun about watching me win money? I’m on a streak!”

“First of all, you know I’m pretty much the goddess of misfortune so why would I play when knowing I’m going to lose my money? Second, you’re a cocky asshole.” You smiled. He has been going on about being a good gambler for a while now, and yes, he has won a ton of money ever since he started but that doesn’t mean it’s meant for everyone.

You hate it that your friends have become regulars at casino’s and you can’t join them. You don’t have the need to get addicted to something that is clearly not put away for you. In all honesty, you call yourself lucky if you don’t have a coffee stained shirt when you arrive at work.

“Fine, while you are going to watch Netflix in your sweats I’m going to become rich..” He crosses his arms and huffs in frustration when you stare at him with little interest. “I’ll be going..” he takes slowly takes a step away from you, hoping to still be able to tempt you. “I’m reaaally going..”

“Goodbye. Good luck.” You wave to bid your farewell.

Jongdae whines again. If you haven’t caught on; he does this quite a lot. “The least you could do is hug me after rejecting me!”

Oh god, talk about needy.

You roll your eyes for maybe the tenth time this day and close the space between you and your friend. You are ready to let go but Jongdae, as the stubborn little bastard he is, has other plans. He crushes you into his hug and lifts you up so you can’t escape. You can’t move out of his embrace because of shock and the fact that he started working out made him a lot stronger.

Then you hear it. A click. That smirk on his face confirms your suspicion. “You locked me out!”

“Now you have no other choice but to come along!” He seems to enjoy this whole thing very much.

“What the hell, Kim Jongdae?! You locked me out! What am I supposed to do now?!” You scream. It’s too late to ask your landlord for a spare key, you will be locked out of your apartment until next morning. Thanks, Jongdae.

He grabs your arm and drags you outside, “Oh boohoo, seems like you have nowhere to go~ you can stay at my place! I’ll be your savior!”

“Are you being funny? It’s because of you that I’m locked out! How am I supposed to even go to a casino?! I’m not even wearing any shoes!” You are fuming. Only Kim Jongdae can pull something like this.

“I have everything you need!”

So there you are. In a, quite fancy, casino wearing shoes that are way too big because you had to borrow Jongdae’s soccer shoes.

Your blue socks with polka dots are sticking out, you feel very self-conscious about your track shorts. Plus, you have gotten quite some unwanted looks for wearing a university tee.

You look stupid. Very stupid.

A few snickers of neatly dressed women passed by. “I hate my life,” you whined as you lowered your head in shame.

“Geez, stop moaning. Minseok is coming as soon as he can. I’m sorry for what I did but hey I’m paying for drinks tonight, okay?” He pats your back.

You raise an eyebrow. “Well, first of all, I don’t have any money on me since you pulled me out of my apartment and then locked the door. Second, you’re not sorry.”

“I totally am not.” Kim Jongdae is officially the devil.

You notice everyone staring at you. Especially this man on the other side of the bar seems to be enjoying the embarrassing sight.

He enjoys it so much that he isn’t even paying any attention to the girls flocking around him. He looks rich and hot so it’s not really such a surprise that he has many followers.

Maybe you’d make a shot if you weren’t dressed so ridiculous.

If only you could leave this place.

“I’m here!” You see Minseok, your lifesaver, with clothing in a plastic bag and extends his arm out to you so you can take it. You assume it’s your dress.

“I really want to ask why you own a dress, but I feel like I’ll regret it. Thank you anyway.” You take the bag and open it. It’s a black dress.

He laughs. “It’s my little sisters’ and please keep it. I hate it when she wears it. She’s at that age, you know? Boys and stuff.”

You quickly get into the restroom to change and you can definitely understand why he hates this dress on his little sister. The v cut of the dress is extremely low and the stretchy fabric makes the dress form fitting. Hugging and accentuating your body shape, but also making it look curvier.

It’s kinda sad that when you look down you still see those sneakers with mismatching polka dot socks but whatever. At least you don’t look like you came here in your pajamas.

All the women here are wearing beautiful dresses paired with Jimmy Choo’s or some shoe brand you can’t afford.

“Damn,” you hear Jongdae a curse and Minseok coughs.

And like this began your first time at a casino. The first hour you spent sticking to the bar, determined to drink until Kim Jongdae is broke. But in the end, you got dragged to the tables anyway.

“Miss, are you going to pick a number or not?” You don’t even notice that you have been standing there for that long, thinking about a number.

“It’s her first time at a casino,” Minseok explains to the impatient dealer.

It’s so hard. There are too many numbers.

“Yeah, well. Minseok and I are going to try our luck at the slot machines. We’re giving you a hundred bucks okay? Don’t use all of it immediately. Also, you know how to exchange them for chips, right?”

“We?!” Minseok, not quite happy that Jongdae is dragging him in.

Even though Minseok is Jongdae’s hyung he doesn’t really seem to care and places a hand over his mouth while dragging him away.

Now you are left with the roulette table. Well, and the impatient dealer but whatever. Are you going for 7? The lucky number? Or should you go with your birthday…

“Place everything on 13.” Someone whispers softly into your ear, sending shivers down your spine. You look to your right and you see that handsome guy from back when you were sitting at the bar. He seems to have ditched his fans.

You kind of mumble in the surprise of him talking to you. He subtly places a hand on your hip. “Isn’t that an unlucky number?” You ask.

He laughs, and man does it sound cute. Never in your life did you expect someone to look like a million dollar playboy, which for all you know he might be. He is wearing this dark maroon colored suit with a dark dress shirt. His hair is styled back and he has a shiny Rolex watch around his wrist. “Just trust me.”

Should you listen to him? The payoff is 35-1 and you have nothing to lose. That would mean that if he is right you’ll win 35 times what you have bet on it..

“Trust me.” He eggs you on and you do feel a bit of pressure. You barely know the guy. For all you know he could work here and is now trying to make you lose your money. “What about this? If you lose.. I’ll give you your hundred back.”

If that’s true..

“And if you win.. I’ll take you out..” he moves your hair away and his lips trace your ear gently.

“Straight bet on 13, please.”

You don’t know what or why but somehow he has you in the palm of his hands.

The dealer is definitely making fun of you as you are about to waste a lot of money on one number and the guy who told you to go for 13 is gone. However you don’t even notice, all you are focused on is the ball after the dealer spins it.

And it lands on..

..13

An indescribable feeling of joy washes over you. You actually won money! No way. You have never been this lucky ever in your life before. The dealer pays you out in chips and you went from 100 bucks to 3500!

You run to Minseok and Jongdae as soon as you can to tell them the news and to give them their money back. “I can’t believe it! I thought you were going to just flush my money down the toilet but you actually won a shit ton!”

“I got help.” The two boys stare at each other.

“From who?” Minseok asks.

You turn around to scan the crowd in order to find his face. One of the tables looks to he unusually crowded compared to the other tables, full of cheers and howling. While motioning the two to follow, you head over to the table.

Just like you thought, it’s that guy that everyone is making a fuss over. Once again he is surrounded by females and men are almost kissing his feet.

“That guy,” you point to the same maroon suited man that helped you earlier.

Minseok slaps Jongdae in excitement and you don’t understand why. The older boy holds a hand in front of his hand while the other is on his hip. “Do you even know who that is?”

Jongdae hisses in annoyance, “Don’t overhype the guy he is already over appreciated and I’m sure he is just a big hustler.” He says to his hyung but Minseok ignores him.

“That is Kim Jongin. Kim Jong-freaking-in!” Minseok tells and Jongdae rolls his eyes and shakes his head. “He is a master in gambling - no! A god. I’ve never seen that guy lose, like casino’s hate him. And he helped you! Oh my god!”

“Calm down, hyung.” Jongdae pushed him off of him. “He is a total fraud, a hustler. I can see it on his face. All of his opponents are just too busy with ogling at his face to notice it. He’s just trying to get into your pants.” Jongdae warns you.

“Woah, is someone jealous?” You poke in his side and he hisses in annoyance.

He steps away so your finger doesn’t reach him anymore and glares at the one he was badmouthing. “I bet I could win from him if he played fair.”

“Okay, okay. You’re a really really tough guy.” Minseok mocked him and placed a hand on his shoulder. “But let’s face it. You against him? Don’t get ahead of yourself.”

Jongdae shrugged it off, clearly not happy with the little confidence his friends had in him. “I’ll prove it. Watch me.”

And then he did something both you and Minseok were very shocked to see.

A furious Kim Jongdae stepped with his not-so-tall frame to the infamous King of Gambling with great confidence. He then slammed his hand on the table in front of him for everyone to see.

The Jongin guy looked up when he noticed everyone becoming silent, even the girls who gave him consistent attention stopped for a second to see what was going on.

Oh god no..

“You against me. Whatever game you prefer.” He said after the whole room went silent. Only he wasn’t as cool and manly as he thought. His plan turned out different than he had in mind.

Because Jongin started to stare the boy up and down with a laugh stifled. He was able to keep it in, but when he scanned him again he couldn’t help but cackle a loud laughter. Leading the people around to follow his laughing. “Sorry, kid. I only play with the big boys.”

“Are you fucking kidding me? I bet I’m even older than you. Just because your suit is Prada or whatever doesn’t mean you’re better than I am.” Jongdae spat back at him. He is quite well known as the one who can’t take a joke in your circle.

“Woah, woa.. we don’t want any trouble.” Jongin raises his hands as if he were protecting himself from Jongdae, but everyone could hear exaggeration in his voice. He was mocking him, and you didn’t feel like this was going to end well for your friend. “Fine, if you really want to play with me. My only condition is that you play with chips no lower than 50 dollars.”

Once again everyone started cackling. They were mocking him, knowing he would never be able to bet that much money. He was wearing his worn out black skinny jeans and a big red hoodie, that didn’t scream ‘Ferrari owner’, or anything like that, at all.

You had to step in. Not only because this was extremely embarrassing but also because he was your friend, and you had to help him when he makes himself look like a total fool. “Come on, Dae. It’s not worth it. Let’s just go home.”

“But that bastard is making fun of me,” he gritted his teeth, “I want to punch him in the face!”

Rolling your eyes, you tugged on his arm in an attempt to get him to leave.

“Wait!”

The tree of you turned around when a voice called you, only to see that Jongin guy calling you. “Big two. We’ll play big two.”

Jongdae knitted his eyebrows in confusion, “I don’t have the money-”

“No need,” he wore a smug look on his face.

The three of you exchanged looks. What did this guy have in mind? Was he going to make you look even more like losers? “What made you change your mind?” Jongdae asks as he slides into one of the chairs without negotiating, and Jongin waves over someone to give him a deck of cards.

“I know something you can bet instead of money,” Jongin whispered for only Jongdae to hear.

Jongdae became a little suspicious. “What..?”

“Your girl.”

People started murmuring. The girl in pajamas and oversized shoes? Really?

Jongdae followed to where Jongin was pointing his finger. It was directed to you, who was very busy talking and huffing with Minseok. This was a bad idea, so he quickly shook his head. “First of all, she isn’t ‘my girl’. She would kill me if anyone referred to her like that and she’d hear. Second, I can’t do that. That’s my friend, besides.. the whole ‘women’s right’ is very active so I’d rather not bet a woman.”

Jongin leaned back in his chair. “Are you sure?” He shoved a whole tower casino chips his way. Jongdae’s eyes dilated in awe. Were those really poker chips of 5000 dollars?! “Just one night.”

You’ll be so mad at him..

The man across from him dangled a pair of keys right in front of his face, then dropped them without much care. Jongdae swallowed, this was so tough for him. There’s a tower of poker chips that could pay off his student loan debt, and there’s a key of a Maserati lying right before his eyes.

“Okay..” he hesitated but agreed, “on the condition that you remove that blazer. I know you got stuff up your sleeve.”

Jongin raised his eyebrows and his mouth pursed, “I feel insulted, but as you please. Well then, follow me.”

You watch the both of them walk to a more secluded place. It’s an odd sight seeing that man in suit and Jongdae in his skinny jeans competing. Suddenly you hear them call for you and Minseok. “What are you two waiting for? You play this with four.”

A few minutes later you’re facing all the man and next to you are your two friends. You have quite decent cards. Two aces.. three sixes and a clover two. Also, you are the one to start the game. You hold the lowest four, so you dump it together as a flush. The game continues and Jongdae and Minseok seemed to get rid of five cards as well, only Jongin passed.

I have two cards left, a King and a 10. Not bad but considering all of them are throwing doubles, I can’t continue. Jongdae throws a smug look and I can see why. Two aces.. I wish I had mine left, I could have overthrown him. Jongin chuckles but I wonder why. He has 7 cards left, Minseok has 3 like Jongdae. Jongin places two two’s down and everyone gasps. Bold move. Quite risky.

However, he had it all planned out because no one can overthrow him and all of a sudden he pulls a flush out that he didn’t take out the first round.

He won.

“Shit. Jongdae, did you just lose all your money?” I ask him and he looks up from his lap, guilt displays in his eyes.

He seems hesitant. “I-I’m sorry but I.. I..”

“What?” I ask in confusion.

“Oh no. Jongdae, what the hell did you do?” Minseok asks him, trying hard not to get violent - knowing his friend messed up.

“I didn’t bet with money.”

Minseok looks at me and I look him back at him in the eye. We turn to Jongdae at the same time, searching for answers when I feel a hand on my shoulder.

I turn around and its that Jongin guy.

“Are you ready?” He asks me.

And suddenly it all clicks together. He sold me. Kim Jongdae used me.

I can’t even kill Jongdae as I get pulled away. Two large men are close behind me as I follow Jongin to another room upstairs. He must be staying at the hotel above.

A nervous chill shoots through my body. I don’t want this. Don’t I get a say in this? What is going to happen to me?

A large door opens and my eyes almost fall out of my casket. Never have I ever seen a suite so beautiful, it looks as if royalty lives here. I make a turn to take everything in and the door shuts with a loud bang.

I feel hands on my shoulders and I know it is Jongin as he whispers into my ear. “I know you are nervous and worried but I will have you for tonight only.”

I turn around and he smiles in a gentle manner, nothing like the man back down at the casino. This man is.. different. Not out for money… but for something else.

“I won’t do anything you don’t want to do.” He assures me, but the way he talks and looks at me makes me melt right into his arms.

His voice is alluring yet sweet. “I..” With a slick touch, he moves my hair from my face.

“You are so beautiful.” He says and I snort. He looks at me like I did something weird and starts laughing too. “What’s so funny?”

He really doesn’t know? He had beautiful women surrounding him just a couple of minutes ago. Women with makeup, high heels and designer dresses.

Yet he chose the worst dressed person to spend his time with. And he thinks you’re beautiful like this?

“Have you seen me?” I ask him and though I am laughing he doesn’t laugh along.

“I am, right now.” He replies.

“I look hideous like this, yet you want me?” I pull the ugly fabric I am wearing and look up at him. I probably have a pimple above my eyebrow, I look like a hobo and my friend was rude to him. What in the world would make him want me? “You should have picked one of those models.”

He shakes his head. “What I see is beyond superficialness. I like you for what is under your clothes and foundation.”

“What is it exactly that you like?” I ask him.

“Your body. You.” He then leans in and I am overwhelmed by such a passionate and breathtaking kiss. His lips and soft and fine against mine. My body feels like it’s under heath when he touches me more and more.

I don’t even notice he has been leading me to the bed until my legs hit the bed.

“Can I?” He asks between the kissed while tugging my shirt. I nod too eagerly and he chuckles.

My clothing is long gone and so is his shirt. I am only in lingerie and he steps back to look me up and down. “Fuck.” He curses.

The undressing slash make-out session continues when I am pulled onto the bed. His fingers dance up my thigh as I feel his bulge press into my other leg.

My breath hitches as his fingers slip into my folds and spread the wetness for better access. He slips in a finger slowly while his thumb is softly flickering my clit. I break the kiss and close my eyes to preserve the moment. This feels incredible.

He moves away from me and sits up straight, then undoes his belt and with one hard pull he removes his belt. Then he does something I did not expect. I was too focused on his caramel muscles flexing that I didn’t notice him strapping my wrists. A 500 dollar Valetino belt.. just like that.

Then he moves into his pocket. I expected him to pull out a condom of some sort but instead its a wad of money. “Open your mouth.” He commands, and I comply. The wad of money is being pressed right between my teeth and I look at him. “Holy shit. What a sight.”

He quickly removes his pants and moves back up on me. His lips trace the lines of my body and his lips slowly and dangerously near my private area. He bites my hip one time before digging into my most desperate body part. The lewd sounds turn me on when he sucks slowly and licks gently. I can’t keep my eyes open to see his mop of hair between my lips, giving me joyful pleasure.

My entire body feels paralyzed by the blissful feeling. My shaking thighs, loud screams and arching back tell him I am drawing close.

So he stops.

Leaving me unsatisfied.

He flips me over and puts his hands on my hips, lifting my ass up in the air. “Ready?” He bends over me and asks me in my ear. I nod and he smiles. “Oh. So bad.”

His hands are on my hips again and he aligns himself. His boxer is long gone and I feel him slip inside of me very very slowly. It’s almost painful how bad he is trying to tease me.

With every thrust, he cranks up the speed until he has me screaming from how erratic he is going. If he keeps his up I’m going to pass out. “Fuck, yes.” He curses. “How can you be so fucking wet?!”

He gives one very deep thrust and I gasp. He notices how much I like it and does it again.

“You like that?” He smiles.

I nod shamelessly. And he does it again. My heart is going erratic from this.

“Close?” He asks and I nod. My legs are going to give any moment. “Me too, sexy.”

A few moments later he comes in spurs and pulls out of me slowly. My vagina is leaking his and mine combined liquid and I can feel it between my thighs as we both lie down after that intense session. He removes the belt and the money he throws it out, sending it flying over the room. Then kisses me again.

“Goodnight.” And you fall asleep.

The next day, he was gone.

And so was the room you were in.

A/N: Haven’t updated in forever so I decided to finish this old thing I had in my drafts!

anonymous asked:

maybe the missus wants harry to relax because he's been so busy from touring and promo and stuff... so once he got a few days off she makes them all about HIM. cooking his favourite food, cleaning the house, extra cuddles on the couch and a very well prepared massage as a surprise at the end of the day. xx.

Drabble #9

You had been expecting Harry to get home around 8:30 that evening, but when it got to 10 and he wasn’t yet home, you switched the TV off and sent him a text before going to bed.

“Hope everything’s alright H, I’m off to bed but wake me up when you get home, I’ve missed you”

Harry had been away for months on his first world tour and you hadn’t seen him since he left, as much as you would have loved to join him, you just didn’t have the time. Now that he was coming home you were going to make the most of it because you knew that he was off again for even longer in just a few weeks. Not long after you’d fallen asleep you woke up hearing noises in the kitchen, you put your dressing gown on quickly making you way downstairs to find harry with his face in the fridge looking for some food

“Hey there Rockstar”

He looked up, surprised to see you, closing the fridge and making his way over to you

“I’ve missed you” he said wrapping his arms around your waist bringing you in tight and you rested your head against his chest, you’d forgotten how warming his hugs were

“I’ve missed you too, don’t I get a kiss?”

“A kiss?” he giggled “Why would I want to kiss my girlfriend, that’s gross”

You laughed and playfully tapped his face before he leant down and brushed his lips against yours gently, before kissing you sweetly, an ‘I’ve missed you kiss’ that you’d been craving since the minute he left.

“Are you hungry, you were looking around in the fridge a second ago”

“Starving love, haven’t eaten anything since this morning”

“What can I make you?”

“What are my options?”

“Anything you want, as long as it’s easy and we have everything for it”

“That doesn’t leave me with much, the fridge is almost empty”

“I don’t eat much by myself, how about a toastie?” You said holding up a loaf of bread that you hadn’t touched since you bought it a few days ago and a block of cheese

“Perfect, I’ve missed your cooking”

“I wouldn’t call this cooking H” you laughed, “I’ll cook properly tomorrow night”

“Deal” He said as he sat on the bar stool that stood at the kitchen bench, resting his head in his hand as he watched you get sandwich press out from one of the cupboards and place the sandwich you just made in it.

“Tired love?” you asked seeing that his eyes were getting heavy

“Just so tired” he yawned

“Well eat this and then we can go up to bed” you handed him the toastie and a glass of water and you sat down next to him

“Thanks love, don’t know what I’d do without you”

“You wouldn’t be eating a cheese toastie right now that’s for sure” you said as you rested your head on his shoulder “Glad to have you home H, this place is too big for one person”

“It’s good to be here, even if it is only for a few weeks” taking his last bite of his food and dusting off his hands “Come on, let’s go to bed” stretching out his hand and taking yours you both headed up to bed

You spent the next few days clinging to each other like glue, getting a head start on all the Christmas films you both loved, snuggled up on the couch enjoying the warmth of each other’s skin while the weather outside got more and more miserable by the second.

After finishing Love Actually for the 3rd time since he got home, you went upstairs to run a bath, thinking that it would be good to help Harry relax. You went down stairs to find him strumming away on his guitar.

“Do you ever stop Styles?” you smiled at him

“Nope” he laughed

“Come upstairs, I have a surprise for you”

“Do ya?” He stood up and made his way to your outstretched hand taking it and placing a kiss on your knuckles. You lead him to the bathroom and told him to wait outside while you got ready. He was confused but he did as he was told. You stripped down and placed your favourite bath bomb in the bath before opening the door for him

“Well hello” he blushed a little as he moved closer to you, grabbing you by the waist and kissing you deeply

“I thought a bath would help you relax, and I didn’t want to miss out on the fun”

“Well it looks very inviting”

“Well you can’t get in dressed like that” you said pointing at his clothes, “you strip while I go get the wine”

“Oh there’s wine is there?”

“There’s always wine” you called down the hallway

When you returned with two glasses of wine Harry was already in the bath, resting his head on the back of the bath with his eyes closed and hair pushed back by one of his old head scarves

“I’ve always loved you in those” you said nodding towards his hair, and handing him the wine. He smiled and took the glass off you. “Let me get in behind you”

“Why”

“So that I can give you a massage”

“Well I won’t argue with that” he sat up so that you could sit behind him, you got in and placed you wine glass on the bench behind you and placed some gentle kisses on Harry’s shoulder’s before you started to massage his back

“Feels good love” he whispered, feeling relaxed for the first time in months, “don’t want to leave you again, I hate being away from you for that long”

“Shhh, let’s not talk about it, you’re here now, that’s all that matters” you stopped massaging his back and gently pulled him in so that he was resting his torso on yours and you both stayed there, basking in each other’s love  until the water got too cold to stand.


My heart hurts a little after writing this, thank you so much for this request, it was so cute xxx

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lab partners | jungkook

summary: you’re not someone who likes group work, but jeon jungkook might be someone who’s going to change that. 
genre: fluff, high school!au, shy!kook 
word count: 2.426 

author’s note: nothing but high school teens bonding over discovering the anatomy of a dead frog. :) 

Originally posted by cuteguk

Group assignments are something that you despise wholeheartedly. Your luck seems to always be on the opposing side whenever teachers partner you up. It’s either you get someone who is incredibly slow and incompetent or someone who does nothing at all. Most of the time, it’s nothing but stressful and frustrating episodes on your part and even if you always manage to score a good grade in the end, it perplexes you that the efforts you put were always more compared to everyone else’s. Yes, you’re the type of person who prefers and is best at working alone. This might make you seem uncooperative, but you like to think that they’re the ones who are just hard to work with.

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ALRIGHTY FUCKERS

SINCE JANUARY FIRST 2015 TO TODAY, DECEMBER 28TH 2015 I HAVE DOCUMENTED EVERY DINGLE FUCKIGN MEME THAT WAS WIDESPREAD ON THIS GOD FORESAKEN WEBSITE, and yes I may not have been all scientific about it like some other people, but guess what this was a years worth of work and if this doesnt get some notes i ‘m going to scream

so, the memes of 2015, in a sort of chronological order but not for all of them:

  • “Sure Jan.”
  • year of neon genisis evangelion
  • Actually the entire brady bunch movie
  • reverse rick rolling
  • Miyazaki talking shit bout stuff (which tbh tho otaku culture is really messing up japan as a whole so this is sort of a serious thing idk man)
  • FUCKIGN LEFT SHARK
  • captain america civil war
  • i’m a jaded teenage girl.  i’ve been through shit that you wouldn’t even dream of.  you think life is hardd? try asking the cutest guy in the grade out in the middle of the cafeteria only to find out he had a fucking girlfriend.
  • Innapropiate audition songs
  • kAKASHI FROM ACCOUNTING CLASS (STILL CAN’T BELIEVE THIS IS AN ACTUAL MEME HOLY SHIT)
  • Dick cheney made money off the Iraq war
  • idk if this counts but the gold and white/black and blue dress seems to be getting big UPDATE: THIS MEME FUCKING GOT OFF THE INTERNET AND INTO MY FUCKING SCHOOL IN LESS THAN 24 HOURS.  THE ENTIRE SCHOOL WAS TALKING ABOUT IT. WE HAD AN IN CLASS DISCUSSION ABOUT IT WITH TEACHERS INVOLVED. AT THE END OF THE TALENT SHOW TODAY THEY HAD A PHOTO OF THE DRESS WITH THE WORDS “Thank you for coming!” ON IT. I’M SO FUCKING MAD
  • if you’re reading this it’s too late
  • WALUIGI = HALLEJUAH
  • *looks at smudged writing on hand*
  • Hoe don’t do it… Oh my god
  • Natalia kills
  • Uptown funk counts as a meme
  • The thing with all the emojis and send this to ten people
  • FUCKING COPPY I HATE THAT BITCH FUCK U @STAFF UF UCKING RUIN EVERYTHING
  • jet fuel can’t melt steel beams
  • Sausage movement
  • Taking the text from like a TV show title and editing it to say new shit.  I don’t even know if this meme has a name.  
  • garnet, amethyst, and (thing that isn’t pearl)
  • 😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊
  • Russia made memes illegal (I am gay gay gay I like long big cocks)
  • Paul Blart Mall Cop
  • rare pepe
  • *opens buzzfeed* … *closes buzzfeed*
  • sonic for real justice DOWN WITH MOD AMY. JUSTICE FOR MOD SILVER
  • barber: what you want –> barber: say no more
  • take me to snurch (snail church)
  • snake people, or sneople (two seperate memes)
  • She called me ugly I said “bitch swhere” she said “Under all that makeup” i said “bITCH SWHERE????!!!”
  • #thisgeneration
  • “HEY SPLASH! YOU FEEL GUUUDD I feel fucking hot.  PISS MY POINT AND I STRIGN TOT THE RAP WHEN I WIN I WIWDOW IWNIODANAFLASGAIGHASDFGAH”
  • mcfreakin lose it
  • down with cis
  • minions
  • just gals being pals
  • where you live you’re first language what you call this [then an image]
  • you’re a kid you’re a squid
  • knife sharpening truck
  • gothic
  • af gifsets
  • me: 👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌th 👌 ere👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right thereright there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠOOOOOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit
  • cheeky nandos with the lads
  • anti coleslaw (coleslaw is great but everyone hates it apparently)
  • JUST DO IT DON’T LET YOUR DREAMS STAY DREAMS. YESTERDYA, YOU SAID TOMMOROW
  • like is there a college aged woman who thinks quasadillas are a mystery?
  • cute gender neuteral terms for your partner
  • the author of the journals… my brother
  • siri what’s 0 divided by 0
  • iPhone restart
  • the jurrassic world scene with chriss pratt being ike “k stay back” to the dinosaurs
  • WHAT ARE THOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSE
  • The gif with rihanna flipping her hand and wiking
  • minion hate (srsly tho they’re everywhere and i hate it)
  • BUSH DID 9/11
  • if there were two guys on the moon and one killed the other with a rock would that be fucked up or what
  • zoobe
  • me, shoving breadsticks into purse: sorry i have to leave right now immediately
  • I’M ALWAYS A SLUT FOR DORITOS
  • #growingup_____ (growinguphispanic, growingupblack, growingupshy, growingupasian, etc.)
  • NO NOTES
  • gun
  • okay… that sounds fake but okay
  • THE BLOCKQUOTE THING WHERE THEY AMDE IT SO YOU CAN’T EDIT SHIT
  • old american infomercials (ANim aL CRackE R s iN My sOUP)
  • you’ve heard of ________, now get ready for ______
  • YOUNG MAN, THERE’S NO NEED TO FEEL DOWN I SAID YOUNG MAN
  • JOHN CENAAAA
  • X: stop telling everybody i’m dead! y: sometime’s i can still hear their voice
  • straight outta
  • the one where it’s like somebody is lost in  crowd so soebody else yells something offensive to find them
  • critically analyzing spongebob
  • netflix and chill
  • banksy
  • i hate when people dress like this… we get it you smoke weed
  • And now… back to this bitch that had a lot to say about me in the press the other day Miley what’s good?“
  • ”And now… back to this bitch that had a lot to say about me in the press. Miley, what’s good?“
  • dan nicky your bobbie s
  • kidnapper: say it me: no kidnpper: say it me: *spits at them* fuck you
  • psychologist: *reads my mind* my mind: SCREAMING psychologhist: what the fuck
  • speech bubble meme (Like the character has a speech bubble so they’re saying a text post or something)
  • vine
  • ʷʰʸ ᵗʰᵉ fᵘͨᵏ ʸºᵘ ˡʸʸʸ'ⁿ, ʷʰʸ ʸºᵘ ᵃˡʷᵃʸˢ ˡʸʸʸ'ⁿ, ᵐᵐᵐᵐᵐᵐ ºʰ ᵐʸ ᵍºᵈ ˢᵗºp fᵘͨᵏ'ⁿ ˡʸʸʸ'ⁿ
  • *violins* ……run. BOW BOW BABABABABBAA
  • does “I aint get no sleep cuz of ya’ll!” count
  • me: *takes a deep breath* i lo-
  • kinkshame
  • relatable
  • dog of wisdom (ha da ba ga. ha bada ba gaga)
  • draw the squad/otp like this should count as a meme by this point
  • pokemon go (pokemon in real life)
  • [series] personality quizzes be like
  • …….anyways
  • u gotta
  • Putting fucking Halsey lyrics and other “deep” shit on Spongebob screencaps this one was funny until i saw a marina and the diamonds one and now i just feel disrespected
  • Concept; me
  • (Taylor Swift™ No copyright infringement intended. Property of TAS LLC Management 2008©)
  • I’m the X
  • october 21st 2015 (back to the future)
  • poot lavato (this meme is actualy really shitty but it’s still a meme like nmot just a bad meme just like ableist and misogonystic and urgh)
  • the outfits for doing shti with 1d like burying harry alive outfit charts
  • hotline bling
  • “do you ever look at somebody and wonder, ‘what is going on inside their head?’”
  • the ufo in LA
  • THE SPIDERMAN SPANKING THING
  • the time shia labouef screened all of his movies for three days straight and he streamed it but he didnt stream teh movies he streamed himself watching the movie
  • pineapple pizza discourse (it’s fucking disgusting if u like it please evaluate your descisions)
  • money cat (and similar posts)
  • 47 lamborginis
  • [tumblr user] is stealing bones!
  • feudal lord/handmaiden
  • in this world it’s kill or be killed
  • replace “feminism” with
  • loss.jpg made an impressive comeback
  • 2015 in a nutshell
  • “the stars sure are beautiful tonight”
  • WAKE ME UP INSIDE WAKE MUP
  • tubbs the cat discourse
  • hobo and glunkus
  • star wars opening crawl
  • also from star wars, the ine storm trooper who yells “TRAITOR” in the force awakens
Backpack | JUNGKOOK

Originally posted by jkguks

pairing: jeongguk x reader

genre: humour (?) & fluff | 

length: 1k

summary: when paparazzi show up during a cute date, Jeongguk wants nothing more than to hide you away. In that case, he suggests his ever-so-faithful backpack.


“Get in the bag,” Jeongguk says.

“Excuse me?”

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Under One Condition: Chapter One

Originally posted by amsimaria

So, this is the first fic I will have posted. Go easy on me aha.

I hope you enjoy it!!  I recommend reading the parts in order. :)

I will continue to uplaod weekly, if not this fic, one of the other four currently active. thank you!

This fic is a Jimin x reader, featuring Taehyung.

warnings: mature content, smut, kinks, swearing

Chapter List:

Chapter one            Chapter two           Chapter three           Chapter Four      Chapter Five (In progress)

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(Chapter One)

You nervously tapped the edge of the table as you waited, checking your phone every now and then. He was late, with not even a text to explain or comfort you. Taehyung had never been late for one of your meet ups before, and you’d known each other since the early years of school. This seemed odd to you, and you started to feel extremely anxious. 

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Supergirl 3x02 “Triggers” liveblog

Too much Mon-El already

OMG  sanvers making out!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Same Eve same

Lena doesn’t like salmon *jots that down

Where is Jess tho? Is she really running L-Corp in Lena’s absence? Is that canon now?

But I like L-Corp. Are we not gonna be there anymore? Sad

They text, James. ALL THE TIME. With heart emojis

Um Kara you can’t blow Lena off like that she’s your boss and more importantly your wife

Sanvers fighting over Winn!!!

BAND! Obviously

I’m sorry “jiggy”?

Psi is hot. Kara, also hot

Maggie is comforting Kara!!! More please

Kaa had “episodes” possibly panic attacks when she first came to earth

Ruining Mom’s first day at work? Not cool, kid. what about all that money? She’s going to work at L-Corp or Catco right?

How does Snapper feel about this change in management (angry I bet)

Oh no, Lena, James be friends not…anything else at all. I can’t tell if Lena is annoyed or impressed. Possibly both

Uh Kara watch the mustang please! It hasn’t done anything wrong (other than gas guzzling)

Someone please play with this girl. She obviously needs a friend

*Jonn’s psychic powers continue to be useless. Me: *shocked

I feel like i’m in a fucking video game

“My pod got knocked off course…” No shit

Alex is so suspicious

Why Winn and not Alex? Are you guys besties again?

Yeah! Fuck Stephanie Harrison!

“You know how many people in this world want to have superpowers?” *slowly raises my hand*

Oh no. oh no oh no oh no

“You don’t have to hide from me, Kara.”

Oh shit oh no.

*bitch mode activated*

Their first fight. I hate this. Lena is right tho, get it together, Kara.

Oh that was painful

Um Kara, your shirt, honey

Oh no a panic attack!

Holy shit, Kara really? Really? You just had to make a hole in the whole building?

Please talk to your sister, I need it

What the fuck was wrong with that elevator tho? Go mf GO!

I need Kara and Lena to talk and make up (and kiss) by the end of this episode

SOMEONE GET HER!!!

Alex is so sexy and cute. How?

Is Sam talking to Lena? I think, she is. Are they dating? Kara better shape up

Uuuuuh i hate kids. Stop being a brat. Your mom is gonna lose it

KRYPTONIAN MEDITATION!!!! YASSSS! #rememberkaraiskryptonian2017

Finally some sister time

“new and horrible* yep accurate

Alex to Kara: “You got me.”   me: *cries an entire river*

HUG!!!!!!!!!!!! YASSSS!! *cries a whole nother river*

Okay, but why did it have to be snakes tho? Why is it always snakes?

This kid is really starting to bug me. Its like she wants her mom to go evil. Chill girl chill

Oh good a fucked up nuresery rythm

Alex!

I wish, but no, Kara, he’s fine. Unfortunately

A+ to the Danvers sisters moment, F to the heavy mention of Mon-El

A headbutt, Kara? A little dramatic, but okay.

I’m sorry to say I’m underwhelmed by Psi. Thought she’d be cooler, maybe a recurring villain

“I’m Alex, your cool new stepmom.”

Oh shit sanvers not now. Not yet. I can’t take it

APOLIGIZE!!

HUG!!!

They hugged :)

Oh god Sam is here, I knew it! FUck!

What? She’s what? Taking over L-Corp? NOOOO! I love Lena at L-Corp

Haha me as Sam trying to figure out if I have superpowers

No. Please no to whatever this is with Lena and James

SISTER NIGHT!!!

Jonn drinking alone…FIELD TRIP TO MARS!

Dating Brett Talbot Would Include...

Originally posted by imlostinsantacarla

- having to stand on your tippy toes to kiss him because he’s so tall

- heated takeouts bc y’all would be one hot couple

- being super loud at his lacrosse games

- and also being good at lacrosse cause you guys would practice together

- at first hating Liam, but then becoming friends with him

- and then Brett would get all cute and jealous, but you would reassure him that you were his, and he was yours

- accidentally making his favorite hoodie shrink by putting it in the dryer with the heat on high so you could wear it without it being a dress

- brett would get jealous of every guy you talked to

- and you would make fun of it

- netflix and pizza and cuddling nights

- weekends spent doing something active

- watching horror movies because brett loved them, and you always got scared and hugged him so he loved that too

- being the most popular couple at devenford

- looking really good in anything of his

- he would always buy gifts for you

- and you would always buy gifts for him

- it was impossible for you to be the big spoon

- loving how his hair was sometimes straight, sometimes curly, sometimes wavy

- working out together

- being best friends with his sister

- his parents loved you because you made him so happy

Relationship with Phil
  • big spoon/little spoon: Phil is the big spoon mostly because it’s hard to be the little spoon to a tall skinny giant. Good thing he would much rather face you so he can give you little kisses.
  • favourite non-sexual activity: Walking around the park on a nice day holding your hand and talking about weird facts. 
  • who uses all the hot water: Phil does because he is busy singing in the shower or thinking of video ideas. “What takes so long you have like no hair.” “I have to find my towel to dry my hands so I can put my ideas in my notes on my phone.”
  • The most trivial thing they fight over: How to sit on the couch. He wants to cuddle you but it’s hard when he want to have his laptop on his lap. “I am not comfortable like this.” “Try moving your one leg over more.” “I’m not a freaking pretzel.”
  • who does most of the cleaning: Phil cleans the bedroom because he likes everything in its place. Otherwise, you guys just switch off. “I washed the dishes yesterday. It’s so your turn.”
  • what has a season pass on their DVR/who controls the Netflix queue: You guys use Phil’s account for Netflix. Usually, you let him pick unless the two of you are in bed and you just want something mindless to slightly watch. Then he lets you pick whatever.
  • who calls up the super/landlord when the heat’s not working: Phil. He mostly bull shits the whole time that he knows what he is doing. But he is damn good at it.”
  • who steals the blankets: You do. But only because Phil has banned you from putting your feet on him in the middle of the night when there cold.
  • who leaves their stuff around: “Phil? could you possibly move the light from my side of the bed when you’re done filming?” “Sorry I forgot.” “It’s fine. It just feels like were about to shoot a porno in here.” “Eww, y/n.”
  • who remembers to buy the milk: You. The both of you will get back when Phil pauses trying to remember if you guys grabbed one. “Love, did you remember that we needed milk?” “Yes, Phil. You were trying to pick out apples when I grabbed it.” “Good.”
  • who remembers anniversaries: Phil has his shit planned at least a month in advance. 
  • Who cooks normally?: You do. Phil is really good at making sure it isn’t poisoned throughout the process with all his taste tests.
  • How often do they fight?: Never. If you guys have a disagreement it never escalates to a full blown fight. 
  • What do they do when they’re away from each other?: Phil shoots his videos when your not home because you distract him. Or because your singing in the kitchen doing dishes and he hates to ask you to stop because it’s so cute. When you’re without Phil you are usually with friends because he has made you hate being alone. You were fine until he spoiled you with his constant presence.
  • Nicknames for each other?: You call Phil Love and Hun. He pretty much has no first name just bean. He usually calls you Love or Pet. If he really wants your attention he calls you sweetheart.
  • Who is more likely to pay for dinner?: Phil. You insist you can pay and that it’s your turn but he could care less.
  • What would they get each other for gifts?: You get Phil shoes or candy. He really loves both. Phil gets you that thing in your shopping cart online because he knew you were waiting for it to go on sale.
  • Who kissed who first?: Phil kissed you first. After your second date, he was dropping you off and just as you were turning to leave he grabbed you and spun you around for a kiss.
  • Who made the first move?: You were the first one to initiate hand holding. Phil kept brushing his hand against yours in a nervous way wanting to grab it but chickening out. Really you were just filling the space between the two of you.
  • Who remembers things?: Phil does. “How did you know I even like this?” “I’m sure you told me at some point.”
  • Who started the relationship?: You asked Phil what the two of you were and that’s when Phil asked you to actually start dating.
  • Who cusses more?: You. Phil uses fake curse words. 
  • What would they do if the other was hurt?: Phil would rush to you as you tell him your fine. He would continue to bombard you with questions way after even though you have said you are fine like a million times.

I also did a Dan one.

Otp Criminal AUs

  • So somehow we keep running into each other as we steal jewels and honeslty you’re cute so maybe this can be our thing?
  • We both thought it was a good idea to hide a body in the same spot in the forest and now this is awkward, I’m still in my slippers
  • You hate that person too? Want to put a hit on them? Yeah? This is great! Let’s watch them suffer together
  • How come your always at the places I am robbing? You are really cute a distract me and oh- oh no- your parents own this place- oh I am so sorry!
  • You suck at being a criminal, your too nice, seriously dude, wth you doing in this business? Want some pointers?
  • So we got paired up to take down this rich person that someone put a hit on, and we were always rivals, but damn you’re cute covered in blood
  • You just stole your first vehicle and you some how thought it was appropriate to go to a drive thru?
Faith | 3

Originally posted by simondismydaddy

Chapters: [1] [2]

Pairing: Namjoon X Reader

Word Count: 5,785

Genre & Warnings: Angst, Smut, maybe a dash of fluff. Sex in public, because this is me we are talking about and that’s becoming a recurrent theme. Unprotected sex. Cheating. Weed references. NC-17 & TW Rated. 

Notes: I have hated every Keisha I’ve ever met, except Keisha Cole. So, sorry to any Keisha’s that read this and get offended. Love you boo. 


Tonight was going to be off the hook. 

You were looking good in an oversized camo hoodie, combat boots, and a cute jean skirt with fishnets underneath. Casual, comfy and cute. 

For the first time in…God…forever, you were going to go out, hang out with your friends, and get fucking wasted. Faith had fully been weaned for a couple months now, so it was safe to finally indulge in the sweet oblivion that being wasted off your ass for the first time is almost two years will bring. 

Watching Faith and her sitter play while you put on the last bit of your makeup, you can’t help but smile. Even though you felt guilty as hell, since this was the first time you’d ever left her behind for any reason other than work, she seemed perfectly content. She usually was. Faith was one of the least fussy babies you’d ever seen in your life, and you thanked your lucky stars every day that she was yours.

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You make everything better

Word Count: 1.4K+
Pairing: Peter Parker (MCU) x Reader (No gender specified)
Summary: After fighting alongside Iron Man, Peter wants you to come to his house to check on him.
Warnings: None.
A/N: It’s fluff. Pure, unadulterated fluff. I mean, what else can you do with this huge nerd? He’s so freaking cute, I love him.


Babe?
Yo. What’s up?
I’m hurt. 
What? Did you trip again?
No, somebody hurt me. This guy and his friends beat me up a little. 
WHAT WHO DO I HVAE TO FIHGT??? (ง'̀-‘́)ง IM READY
No one, but can you come to my place? I need you. 
I’ll be there in 5, love you
Love you more

Peter smiles at the screen of his phone before blocking it and placing it next to him on his bed. He bites his lip and shakes his head because he can’t believe how happy a text from you can make him feel– and when it’s one in which you’re being protective like just now… he melts.

He rubs his bruised eye absentmindedly, wondering how long it will take for his skin to return to his normal color. Luckily it doesn’t bother him– he barely feels any pain. As a matter of fact, his wrist is bothering him way more than his eye– because it’s been itchy all day, and he just can’t ignore it anymore. It’s too annoying.

“So… who was it? Who hit you?” May asks from the kitchen where she’s finding some ice for him to put on his eye. He pulls down the sleeve from his sweatshirt, revealing the new, improved device Tony Stark provided for him. While it can’t be denied that it’s super cool, it’s also super uncomfortable.

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|Pit Bull Love| Tom Holland

Tom Holland x Reader

Request:  Hiya! I’m still fairly new to your blog by fairly I mean very new to your blog but I fell in love with your writings epically Peter×Stark!Reader AU’s but I was wondering if I could request a Tom Holland×Reader? Where like the reader is terrified of dogs like Tessa (since pitbulls are so hated for being vicious) so she doesn’t really like her very much which genuinely hurts Tom but eventually the reader and Tessa would get along? I love your writing btw keep up the good work! <3

A/N: Sorry it took so long to write! I actually had trouble writing this one cause my cat recently passed because of a pit bull. But thank you for requesting it cause now I feel a lot better. I hope you like it! (i love tessa so- SHE’S SO CUTE)

Warnings: none i believe

Words: 998

Originally posted by multiplyed

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“Darling- I’m flying back literally tomorrow. You’ll be fine. Tessa won’t do anything. I promise.” Tom reassured me over the phone. I shook my head as if he could see.

“Tom- But what if she wants to play and it gets to rough and s-she…” I sighed as my eyes began to get watery.

“Just wait a bit longer, love. I’ll be home soon and then we can cuddle… Just… get some sleep, it’s late there- ok?” His voice sounded hurt and I looked at Tessa from across the loft and mumbled an ‘ok’. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” I said and waited for him to hang up. When he didn’t I pulled the phone away from my ear and hesitantly ended it myself. I set my phone down beside me and looked up at Tessa. Should I feed her? It’s been about a day… I was too scared to do it this morning cause she was being really playful but now she seems a bit lazy.

I slowly pushed off the couch and walked to the kitchen, which- thank god- was nowhere near her. I grabbed her food from off the counter and opened it. As I did that I heard a thud and then paws bounded my way. I turned and saw Tessa bounce into the kitchen excitedly. I shakily poured her food into her bowl and she ran up to me. I squealed and jumped out of the way. She stuffed her face in the bowl and started to chow down on her food. I breathed out a sigh of relief and closed her food back up.

I began to walk to my room, thinking about Tom. I know it hurt him that I didn’t like Tessa. I mean- he loved me and Tessa. And I would hate myself more than the dog if I had made him choose between us. I crawled into bed and wrapped the covers around me. After a few moments of quiet I heard the door crack open and then light thuds following, leading to my bed. I bolted up as Tessa jumped up onto my mattress.

“No! No- Tessa. Bad dog!” I raised my voice to her. She whimpered and curled up at the end of the bed. I crossed my arms and scooted back. I sat there afraid to move. I didn’t know what these dogs could do. I could just move one inch and she could snap.

After a few moments of silence, Tessa got up and walked across the bed towards me. My eyes widened and she curled up next to my legs. My body was stiff as her breathing steadied. I slowly slid down to lay my back against the sheets. Tessa got up again but this time curled up next to my chest. I couldn’t move as she sneezed and snuggled up next to me.

I tried to stay still as best I could and sleep at the same time but that didn’t seem to work. There was a knock on the other side of the wall in the living room and I flinched. Tessa perked up and the knocking came again. I leaned up and for a second, thinking she was going to bark. Instead, she got up and stood over my legs. She made a low 'yip’ noise. Was she protecting me?

After the knocking subsided she came back a curled up next to me in the same spot. Even though I wasn’t in real danger she was still prepared. I bet she knew I didn’t like her and even so, she would protect me. I smiled weakly and slowly reached my hand out to pet her. I placed my hand on top of her head and scratched. Her tail wagged and I giggled. I took my other hand and scratched her back, trailing both hands to her stomach where I rubbed her belly. She turned over and stuck her tongue out. She was actually a pretty cute dog, once you got past the fact she was a pit bull. I laughed and took my hands away, laying back down. I placed a hand on his side and just pet her like that for a bit.

“Thank you- It gets lonely without Tom here…” I said, not knowing if she understood. She whimpered so I’m guessing she understood the 'Tom’ part of my sentence. I looked up at the ceiling and for some reason, this time I could fall asleep.

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My eyelids fluttered open to the sound of a door unlocking. I felt movement on the bed and when I leaned up, Tessa did too. Her tail was wagging quickly. The door in the living room swung open and I flinched as Tessa jumped off the bed and ran out into the flat. I grabbed for my phone on the nightstand and realised it wasn’t there. I sighed, remembering I forgot it in the living room.

“I’m home!” Tom yelled from the other room. I smiled as he walked into our bedroom. “Did you just wake up, darling?” He asked, opening the door a bit more.

“Yeah-” I yawned. Tessa jumped past Tom and onto the bed.

“Oh- Tessa! You know you’re not alou-” Tom reached for her but stopped. Tessa spun excitedly next to me and I laughed, giving her a pet on the head. “Well, you don’t see that every day…” He said, scoffing. I looked up at him and smiled. He dropped his bags and sat on the edge of the bed, petting Tessa too. “When did this happened?” Tom asked, motioning to Tessa and I.“

"Well, I kinda realised something last night. That… pit bulls aren’t that bad. I mean I’m still slightly scared of her- don’t get me wrong- but she was lonely too. Tessa slept in here with me afterwards.” Tom smiled at me wholeheartedly. I blushed as he swooped down and kissed me softly. He pulled away and grinned.

“I love you.” He whispered. I smirked at his words.

“I love you too.”