BRUCE : you two stayed in the Manor. Bruce cooked you dinner and talked for hours, the you two decides to watch a movie, a horror movie. The movie was lame at first but then a killer clown appeared and made you jump hidding your face into his chest. Bruce laughed whispering comforting words about how it was just a movie. When the movie ended you Bruce had an arm around you, and you were pulled against his chest talking about how the movie was.
DICK: As he promised he took you dancing. When you walked done the stares his heart stopped. The low-cut black dress made him go crazy, thing that your brother did not appreciate. Being the perfect gentlemen he took you to this club where (your favourite music) was live performed. You two danced, talked and laugh all night long. “You know how beautiful you are?” “Well you’ve only told me a million times Dick.” “I just needed to make sure, baby.” When you two finished dancing, he took you back to the Manor, where obviously the while Batfam was waiting and gossiping about you two. “Get a life, would you?” “C'mon little sis, let us have some fun.” He personally walked you to your bedroom door, blushing like crazy from all the comments of the rest of the family. “I’ve had an amazing time, thanks Dick.” You told him and kissed the limit of his lips, walking in your room, leaving a really love-sick Grayson smiling like an idiot.
TIM: Tim took you to a little local book store, you two talked about pretty much every book you found, discussing which author was better and how amazing the book was. He bought you a book that he knew you fell in love with even though you told him not to buy it. “You didn’t have to.” “But I wanted, plus you love it, and I know and you look way too pretty with that happy smile now.” After that you took him to your favourite coffee place, and played 20 questions like the nerd you to were. “Seriously, 20 questions?” “What? I want to know you better.” You found out so much about how apasionante he was and how he actually loved his brothers. After your date he walked you home, shyly grabbing your hand. “You had a good time?” “The best I’ve ever had, thank you Drake.”
JASON: You prepared everything for you date. Cooking wasn’t your finest skill but you knew something about it. You ran up and down your apartment choosing a perfect outfit, checking your make up and changing your hair. You were really nervous. In a way, you were going in a blind date with a vigilante, crazy. The bell rings and you fly to the door, opening not believing the sight in front of you. “You’re fucking Jason Wayne?” “Just Jason but as a fact it is Todd not Wayne. You look amazing doll.” You were a little more nervous now, you liked him before but now everything you had cook looked so poor, however he loved it, just a beer and some Thai food with a beautiful girl, that was Jason’s perfect date. At the end of the night you two were in your couch talking and drinking beer, laughing at some jokes and stories about his vigilante nights. “So… I’ve had an amazing night. But you know what would make it an epic night.” “What?” “A kiss.” And with that he leaned in, cupping your fave with his free hand, smiling into the kiss. “I’m not sure that was epic enough, u think we need to make sure.” “Shut up Jason.” You laugh kissing him once again.
DAMIAN: You saw him standing on the center of the park, black shirt and jeans never looked so good on someone. “You look good out of the Robin costume.” You say making him turn around. “Are you going to tell me your name now?” “Wow, what a gentleman.” You sarcastically said. “Sorry, you look amazing, person I still don’t know the name.” “(Y/N). I go by (Y/N).” “Is that your real name?” “Is my name for now.” You smiled at him, as he offered his arm to go for a walk. You two talked about everything and anything, forgetting the fact that he was a hero and you a criminal. Forgetting everything, now you were just two teenagers enjoying yourselves. “So are you going to arrest me and take me to the Bats?” You ask him. “Not tonight, I’m having too much fun.” He replies graving your hand. “Doesn’t mean I’ll stop chasing you.” “Wouldn’t dream of it, birdy boy.” You smirk at him. “I should get going, Ivy is weirdly overprotective believe it or no.” You laugh returning him his ledger jacket. “Keep it, you’ll be cold.” “Night Damian. "Night (Y/N).” And with that you desapeared leaving the young millionaire with a smile and a weird feeling.
Hey all, tonight’s kind of shitty, I know. But when I first saw the pictures tonight, all I could think of was Louis wearing Alex’s uniform. So here’s a quick scene from the OG verse I wrote about that. I hope it makes you smile tonight. I wrote in about twenty minutes so I’m sorry for any errors!
(and thanks @tommostummie for inspiring the title by sending me UNCALLED FOR lyrics to an old ‘soldiers coming home from war song’)
“Where’re you, baby doll?” Alex called.
He had stepped out for maybe ten minutes to get a fresh set of milk bottles, a box of oats, and a tin of Vaseline, and in that time Louis had completely vanished from his favorite spot on the living room sofa. The book he had been reading was settled on the kitchen table, a cloth napkin holding his place, and Alex just gave it a glance and sighed.
“Louis?” he called again, and he didn’t get an answer that time, either. But he could hear the radio in their room, and he knew Louis couldn’t have gone far if he had turned it on.
Alex wandered into the next room, and the bedroom was empty, too, but he could see his chest of drawers was open, and he could see movement from between the half-open crack of the bathroom door.
Summary: Reader is the new girl and makes friends with the losers club cos she decked henry in the face
Side note: a million apologies for making this super late. hate me. dO IT
You and the losers went to the local pizza store to pick up a few boxes of pizza.
While you were walking with the losers to the pizza store you noticed a very interesting dynamic between the group. It was like they all had a role in some way.
It was obvious that Bill is the leader. Mike seemed to be the brains and it seemed like Ben was too. They shared strong similarities. Eddie was kind of like the carer of the group, the nurturer. Stan was the one that thought of situations most rationally and didn’t talk much around you. Only spoke up when he had a question/comment on his mind or to tell Richie to shut the fuck up. Richie is the trash mouth, duh. But he was like the rainbow that came at the end of the heavy rain, he always managed to bring joy and make people smile even though he could be a little shit. And Beverly was just such a light in the darkness. Her smile is the most contagious thing you’ve ever seen.
Once you were all inside the losers started to take out money to give to bill.
“W-what’s w-w-wrong?” Bill asked.
“I’m sorry guys, I didn’t bring any money.” You were about to turn and leave.
“That’s okay. There’s always next time,” Bill smiled at you.
You looked at the rest to see some sign of disapproval towards you, but they only smiled at you. But you waited a second longer for someone to say ‘nah, go home.’
Bev noticed. “It’s really okay,” She chuckled. “We’re all sharing so it’s fine,” She smiled.
You smiled back and Bill ordered the pizza.
“We never got your name,” Ben stated.
“Y/N. Y/N Y/L/N,” You told them.
Bill came back with a few boxes of pizza.
“Got the p-pizza. Lets eat.” You all went towards the table near the window.
“NOPE.” Richie called out. You all turned around and see Richie at another table with his face flat against the surface and his arms hugging the edges.
“What are you doing?” Mike asked.
“I want to sit at this table,” He groaned.
“The fuck. Why?” Eddie questioned.
“It understands me,” Richie whispered.
You raised a brow looking towards the group. “It understands him?”
“Ignore him, he’s just being an idiot.” Eddie told you.
“Eddie spaghetti come here and sit.”
“Nope, you know how much that name annoys me.” Eddie huffed.
“Okay, fine. But everyone please come sit here.” He whined.
“OKAY! WE’LL SIT WITH YOU.” Mike shouted. Everyone walked over to Richie who had a grin plastered on his face.
“You’re quite interesting, Richie.” You stated as you sat beside Bev.
“It’s the stupidity and emptiness up here,” Eddie said tapping Richie’s temple, only for RIchie to grab his hand and lick it.
“YUCK. FOUL.” Eddie screeched as Richie chuckled. Eddie whipped out hand sanitizer and vigorously rubbed and applied it around his hand and between his fingers. “Gross,” He muttered.
You found yourself liking their friendship very much. They were different in every way but fit perfectly together.
As you all ate the pizza you got a bunch of questions. Like your favorite comic series, favorite ice cream, color, school subject and etc. You answered each one honestly.
“What’s you favorite animal.” Ben asked.
You thought over it. “I don’t really know…” You trailed off. “Oh! I guess I like birds a lot.” You didn’t notice Stan’s head snap up and looked directly at you.
“I think they’re pretty neat. So yeah, I guess I love birds.”
Stan grabbed your shoulders and looked right into your eyes, “You are now my favorite person.”
“Damn it, Y/N. You took my place.” Richie whined.
“You weren’t even close,” Stan said.
“Ouch.” He huffed placing his hand over his chest. “Thou hast hurt me.”
Stan rolled his eyes and tried to hid his smile. It seemed like Stan didn’t like Richie but if you looked closely you can see he fiercely cares for him. He just doesn’t show his affectionate that much, it’s just eye rolls and ‘shut the fuck ups.’
The pizza was finished.
“We r-ready to g-go?” Bill asked.
Everyone nodded in response.
“Well we don’t have any money left for ice cream so we might as well go home.” Ben sighed,
“O-oh, are you d-d-doing anything t-tonight?” Bill asked you.
You shook your head no.
“Well, we’re g-going to m-my house and h-having a h-huge sleep o-over if you w-want to c-come.”
“On a school night?”
“Yeah, we do it all the time,” Mike chimed in.
You nodded. “Yeah, I’ll come.”
Bill grabbed a pen from his pocket and took your hand. “G-go h-home and get a s-spare change of c-clothes, a pillow, and a s-sleeping b-bag and c-come to t-this address.” He finished writing down his address on your hand that now had blue ink printed on it.
“Okay, sweet.” You smiled.
“Do you want me to come with you?” Bev asked you. “In case you just want someone to come along? Keep you company, make sure you don’t get lost? I would say maybe in case you run into some trouble but it looks like you could already handle that.” She smiled.
“Yeah,” You beamed nodding. “Lets go.”
“We’ll see you guys at Bill’s.” Bev told the boys.
Bev linked her arm with yours and went onward. “Okie dokie, lets go.”
i am the wORST WRITER THIS TOOK FOREVER AND ITS SHIT BUT I THINK I’LL DO A PART 3?????? ONLY IF U WANT ME TO LMAO IM SORRY IM A POO
Hi Mark! Today five friends and me drafted Unstable. It was a BLAST! My girlfriend still suffered from a cold but joined as well, assembled Contraptions, let loose a ton of goblins and resolved two hand Homunculus and the same time – we all had so much fun! Thanks for making this possible! YOU ROCK!
All these positive posts bring a big smile to my face.
I (and many others) put a lot of sweat and tears into making Unstable happen, so seeing it embraced so warmly means a lot.
“The way she touches me satiates this desire inside of me.. filling me with this burning, this hunger.. this unrivalled need and want to please her like she’s melting right in front of my eyes and the only thing I have to clean her up with is my tongue.. and feeling her body writhe and buck below me in the throes and fires of that sensual passion.. lights me off in ways that she could never understand. There’s nothing quite like feeding her closer and closer to the orgasm that is creeping forward, between her thighs.. the feeling grows and tingles until she is driven wild by an explosion from inside of her.. that makes her smile from time to time and that’s what it’s all about. That’s what you do for someone you love..”
Eue - Reminiscent of treasures past - lighting her fire
You were the last thought I had before slipping off into sleep and the first thought I had as I woke this morning. I can’t stop the smiling, in fact I don’t want to stop. I want the world to see how happy I am. It’s all because of you. 💜💜
Oh Wō-ya you’re the most amazing thing ever to walk into my life. I honestly don’t know what I’d ever do without you. You mean more to me than anything. If I could give you the whole world I would. You’re always on mind all the time my love. You make me the happiest turtle in the world.
BTS Reaction - when you refuse to make noise during sex
So I took liberties a little bit from the original request, just to make sure they weren’t all too samey. Forgive me.
“Jagiya, what’s wrong?” Jin directs the question up to you from where his head is nestled between your breasts, and even though there’s concern in his eyes it doesn’t do anything to still the graze of his thumb across your swollen nipple.
You’re confused; nothing’s wrong. It’s just the opposite, in fact, and when you lift your head from the pillow to look down at his painfully handsome face and he sees that befuddlement in your expression Jin smiles kindly, turning his head to briefly kiss your breast.
“You’re so quiet,” he explains further, and suddenly you understand what it is he means.
You and Jin have only very recently started having sex - in fact you could probably count all the occasions on just one hand - and the last time you had your boyfriend had very firmly planted his over your mouth to silence you. With no explanation at the time, and none afterwards to speak of either, you’d taken it to mean that you were clearly too loud in bed and that this wasn’t something he liked nor appreciated. So of course, in an effort to please him and save yourself the embarrassment, this time around you’d made a considered effort to bite your lip and keep all those usual moans in. It wasn’t easy, by any means.
Gosh, some sleepy paladin headcanons would be nice rn...
this is my aesthetic
hunk is the best cuddler and keith is the clingiest cuddler
shiro can fall asleep with his eyes open like gandalf in lord of the rings. this makes mission debriefings very interesting
lance needs warm milk with honey to feel sleepy. once keith (who is pining) finds out, he always goes to get a cup late at night so he can bump into lance whose hair is mussed up and who smiles softly at him
allura gets cold easily so she wears fuzzy pink socks to bed
keith doesn’t wear his altean pyjamas because he sleeps in his clothes. this leads to pidge stealing them so she can wear a red and green Christmas fusion
coran has an extremely elaborate night-time routine which includes spritzing his moustache, doing 10 jumping jacks, and checking under the bed to make sure pidge isn’t there to scare him again
shiro carries blankets around with him so that he can tuck in his kids when he finds them asleep in random places. hunk is almost always sleeping in the rec room
when allura was little, coran would read her altean bedtime stories to make her sleepy. she still asks him to do it if she’s been having a bad day. if coran can’t, shiro does it because he has the most soothing voice
pidge has an eye-mask with actual eyes printed on it and it makes everyone scream at breakfast
coran: ‘hunk, would you like to help me clean the pods?’ hunk curling up into a ball on the spot: ‘no. goodnight.’ coran: ‘it’s 3pm my dear boy’
keith always falls asleep halfway through movie nights. one time he falls asleep on lance’s shoulder, and he looks so peaceful that lance just lays down on the couch and holds keith close. when they wake up, they’re both soft from sleep and smiling sappily at each other like pining losers, and then they both turn red and jump away
allura talks in her sleep. according to the mice it’s all poetic wisdom like ‘don’t eat eggs on a tuesday’ or ‘lance put that vase down before i make you regret it’
So my high school literally has an Illidan Stormrage mural because some geek back in 2006 decided to make it for his senior art project and it makes me smile every time I walk past it because I’m graduating the year Legion came out and Illi came back into lore. So here you go, and I hope y’all enjoy it as much as I do. 🤣
I Can't Quit You, Baby, so I'm gonna put you down for awhile. [I can't quit you]
Someone told me there’s a girl out there with love in her eyes and flowers in her hair. [Going To California]
Her style is new but the face is the same as it was so long ago, but from her eyes a different smile like that of one who knows. [Heartbreaker]
If the sun refused to shine, I would still be loving you. When mountains crumble to the sea, there will still be you and me. [Thank You]
There’s a lady who’s sure all that glitters is gold and she’s buying a stairway to heaven. [Stairway To Heaven]
Working from seven to eleven every night, it really makes life a drag, I don't think that's right. [Since I've been loving you]
You've been coolin', baby, I've been droolin', all the good times baby I've been misusin', way, way down inside, I'm gonna give you my love, I'm gonna give you every inch of my love. [Whole Lotta Love]
Lots of people talking, few of them know, soul of a woman was created below. [Dazed and Confused]
Oh let the sun beat down upon my face with stars to fill my dream. I am a traveler of both time and space to be where I have been. [Kashmir]
Communication Breakdown, It's always the same, I'm having a nervous breakdown, Drive me insane! [Communication Breakdown]
We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs flow. [Immigrant Song]
Mean old levee taught me to weep and moan. It's got what it takes to make a mountain man leave his home. [When the Levee Breaks]
Warnings: not proof-read, swearing, mentions of violence, fluff, slight angst if you squint and turn your head to the side, semi-anxious reader
Authors Note: first Steve/Stranger Things fic because I think we can all agree that Steve Harrington gives us all the feels *throws confetti* this is set directly after the events in s2 (also the title is kind of misleading it’s not quite what you think, take a listen to thisto understand my weird train of thought)
If someone had told Steve Harrington three months ago that his car would be crammed with middle schoolers and a quiet girl with powers that he didn’t fully understand, he would have outright laughed in their faces and asked them how much they had had to drink. The only part that made any sense was having his best friend, Y/N, by his side, even if she was being a little quieter than usual.