The wind in her hair, the broom between her legs, the way her robes whipped back behind her, like they were her wings and she can soar over the Forest, over the castle, over the lake, over Hogsmeade. Over everything.
It makes her forget. Or, almost, anyway.
Forget – or, almost, anyway – that she can’t go back to her parents’ place over the holidays, because they tolerated her being a witch but dammit, he would not stand for her being a… a homosexual…. too, because how could she possibly be so selfish?
“God, you’d think he’s afraid of getting hexed for even saying the word ‘lesbian,’“ she mutters mid-flight.
But a voice calls her back, a voice calls her down.
“Maggie! Maggie, it’s almost dinner, and if Professor J’onzz catches you using the pitch without permission again – “
“Alright, alright, I’m coming, Little Danvers!” she calls, and she grins, relishing the way the third year looks after her, cares for her. No one’s ever done that before.
She takes in a deep breath, and she catapults her Comet 260 into a nearly ninety degree dive. She hears Kara scream for her to be careful, and she pulls up cleanly – well, less cleanly than she would have with a less rickety broom, but hey, at least she’s not a pile of mush on the grass – just above the ground, just before it’s too late.
“You know I get so nervous when you do that,” Kara says shakily as Maggie swings her leg off her broom and tosses her arm around Kara’s shoulder, setting off toward the Great Hall.
“I’m sorry, Little Danvers. I just couldn’t resist. I love the feeling, you know?”
“You love the feeling of practically getting yourself killed?” a voice drawls as they stroll past the greenhouse, and Kara lights up, but Maggie stiffens.
“Danvers,” she greets as Kara slips away from Maggie’s side and into Alex’s arms.
Kara – the Hufflepuff third year – is the only one who touches Slytherin fifth year Alex Danvers and lives to tell the tale.
Maggie – proud Hufflepuff fifth year – would love to join that elite crew.
Because Alex is rumored to be ruthless, but Maggie only ever sees that streak when someone she loves is threatened.
And Alex is rumored to be cold, but she’s spent too many nights listening to Kara’s stories of Alex’s warmth to believe the facade the Slytherin puts up.
But she’s always afraid that Alex only ever tolerates her because, in Kara’s first year, Maggie put her body between Kara and a bunch of Slytherins who didn’t yet know Kara was The Alex Danvers’s kid sister.
Maggie doesn’t know that she’s nearly all Alex ever thinks about.
But Maggie has a smile that lights up the entire Astronomy Tower at midnight, and Alex is withdrawn and distant and cold to everyone but Kara.
Maggie is kind and Maggie is selfless and Maggie is so brave Alex often wonders why the hell she’s not in Gryffindor and she’s so smart Alex often wonders why the hell she’s not in Ravenclaw, but the only House Alex knows Maggie doesn’t belong in?
And Maggie deserves someone better than someone who lives in the dungeons and likes it.
Maggie deserves sunshine.
Kara is sunshine, but Alex? Alex is the opposite.
So she keeps her distance and she keeps her cool, because anyway, she doesn’t want to imagine Eliza’s response if she came home saying she wants women, not men. Because how could that ever be good enough? How could that ever be perfect?
“Sawyer,” she greets, her eyes cooly raking Maggie’s body up and down. “You pulled that off on that old Comet?”
Maggie shrugs and tosses her broom from hand to hand.
“It’s a reliable enough old thing.”
Alex stares between Kara and Maggie and Maggie’s rickety old broom, and Alex thinks about Kara’s pleas, which come in almost daily now – Alex, come on, I think she likes you, and I know you like her even though you pretend not to; wouldn’t it be amazing, for my sister and my best friend to date? Because let’s face it, you already have huge crushes on each other; Alex, guess what spell Maggie taught me last night?; Alex, Maggie loves astronomy, too, you should ask her on a date to the Astronomy Tower, I can set it all up for you! – and she bites her lip, and she sighs, and she thinks about how she wouldn’t be afraid to put her name in the Goblet of Fire, so dammit, she’s not going to be afraid to be vulnerable with a girl anymore.
“Well hey. If you ever want to take a ride with me, I um… I can lend you my Nimbus 2001. The ride would be smoother and the way you fly… it… you know, with the maneuvering and the control and the finesse… watching you fly on a steadier broom would be… I mean… kind of beautiful. If you wanted. Whatever. Isn’t it dinner time? We should get to the Great Hall.”
She squeezes Kara’s hand and sweeps off for the Great Hall at breakneck speed, and Maggie is left spluttering and stammering, and Kara is left with a grin that lights up the entire dusk.
“Little Danvers, did your sister just… did your.. your extremely badass, super hot sister just ask me out?”
Kara just squeals in response, and tugs Maggie along.
“Alex! Wait up! Maggie says yes!”
Alex stops without turning around, because her smile is bright enough to match her sister’s, and her cheeks are more crimson than that Olsen kid’s robes.
So she doesn’t turn around, but she waits for her little sister and the girl who – maybe – is going to be her girlfriend, and they head into the Great Hall, hearts pounding with everything that has been and everything that might be, together.
Warnings: smut, oral sex (female receiving),
wrap it before you tap it!
A/N: This is another request of an anon and I hope you all will like it. I had much fun with it!
request for a drunk!bucky that is just smashed from a boy’s night out and is really horny, and steve has to bring him home to y/n? u can take it from there ;)
You sat in your little cute apartment you shared with Bucky. You two decided to leave the Stark Tower for an own home but it was still near to Tony’s residenz. You were in your favorite place of the apartment. You sat with a book and a cup of hot chocolate in the alcove with the beautiful view over the already dark city.
Warnings- Nothing much really, mild angst I suppose and some heated moments.
A/N- This is quite a long one that I wrote with @beabravo10 a while ago, but it’s taken a while to edit down. And in typical me style, it’s a really long one-shot. One day I will write something under 3,000 words, but today is not that day! I hope you enjoy!
Discription: After a day of babysitting you and lip are laying in bed when the topic of the future comes up and you both talk about what you want, with each other
Warning: just a lot of fluff
You laid in lips bed, which at this point had kinda felt like yours as well, you had spent so much time here it felt like you lived with him. Which honestly neither of you minded. Lip never wanted to be without you and you didnt want to leave him so it worked out.
You and Lip had spent the day watching Liam, which honestly you loved. Besides the obvious fact that you got to play with toys and watch disney movies lip knows you secretly love but the fact that he was so amazing with Liam and it made you fall for the boy even harder.
Seeing him with Liam made you think about the future, with him in it. You had grown up wanting a family, with a big house and a loving husband, most importantly raising amazing kids and loving them with everything you had, to be anything and everything but your parents and that was your goal, to be everything to your kids, to be an amazing mom and nothing like your own.
“Hes all tucked in and sleeping. He told me to say thanks for an amazing day with his favourite girl and that I better watch out because he could take you. My 3 year old brother is gonna take my girl” Lip says taking off his shirt and lighting a smoke. A huge smile spreads across your face as you scoot down to the end of the bed, criss cross apple sauce next to your extremely hot boyfriend and take his smoke.
“Today was a pretty great day” You smiled passing the smoke back and leaning your head on his shoulder.
“This is why I love you, other girls would expect dates and flowers and things I cant afford or don’t have time for with everything in my family going on. But not you, you offer to help me. You are more than happy to sit and babysit with me all day, and laying in bed cuddling is so much better than going out” He saig bringing his lips to your forehead.
“I would babysit with you anyday everyday for the rest of my life. I don’t need expensive things that makes you have to work your ass off to afford, I don’t mind helping out your family because I love you and Im not going to let you suffer in doing it all by yourself, we are a team lip” You said. Out of the corner of your eyes you could see a smile on his face.
When you and lip first started dating you were so fucking scared that it would just be a hook up, that he still had feelings for Karen and that in the end you’d be left heart broken. That was over a year ago and after lip telling you many times “This is so much fucking more to me than sex Y/n, I want this, I want you” and him staying for so long you allowed yourself to open up to him, allowed yourself to love him.
“Hopefully one day we won’t be babysitting, they will be our little ones running around” He said standing up going to change into shorts before coming back to lay down with his babygirl.
“You think about those things? Like the future?” You asked, kinda shocked if you were being honest. You thought about it all the time, you just didn’t think lip did.
“All the time actually. Before you I wasn’t like this, girls didn’t stay over, I sure as hell didn’t tell them I loved them and cuddling wasn’t something we would be doing. But now you staying over is almost an everyday thing and when you aren’t here I don’t sleep. I love you and Ill tell the whole world and I don’t feel complete without you in my arms so, looks like Im a changed man” He laughed at the end causing you to laugh, lip wasn’t the the boy who sat with you and blurted out his feelings, he only did it sometimes which you were okay with but when he did it made you feel like you were on cloud nine.
“Tell me what you think about” You said placing your head on his chest as his arms were wrapped around you.
“Well, as college is next year Im hoping to make it through and get an amazing job, You living with me of course. Im hoping I impress some rich people and get a really good paying job. Once we save enough money I will buy a huge piece of land and me and your brothers (Milkovich brothers) we will build you the house you’ve always dreamed about, adding as many rooms as we can and filling a few of them with the beautiful babies we make” Lip had described a future you had wanted so bad.
“I want that more than anything.. Seeing the way you are with Liam makes me want that with you so bad one day. I want my children-” You were cut off by lip.
“Our, you said mine but if you even think for a second that we won’t have that future together you are wrong.. You are my end game y/n. You are my first and last love and we will have adorable babies” He said, kissing the top of your head after, you had millions of butterflies and it was so amazing to hear him say those things.
“I want our adorable Gallagher-Milkovich babies to have the life we didn’t. No hitting, no yelling, no sadness and no brokenness, just love. Just us” You told him telling the truth. That right there, was all you ever fucking wanted.
“If someone ever hits my child I will get Svetlana on their ass faster then I can get Mickey on their ass. Our kids will never grow up having the lives we did and you will spend the rest of your life remembering that we aren’t our parents” He told you moving your head to be able to kiss you, he needed too. He needed to feel the love he felt once your lips connected to his.
“We are a team Lip, you and me and one day little ones”
“We are a family Y?n” He said before you closed your eyes and fell asleep with the biggest smile on your face.
The Comfort Series: Whenever you’ve been in a bad place, have you ever thought about how much you wish your favorite character was there to comfort you? This is what ‘The Comfort Series’ is about. This is in no way meant to be triggering but helpful and I hope that this brings some comfort to you.
Prompt: Reader is self conscious about her weight and looks compared to Natasha and Wanda. Bucky comforts and reassures her.
You smoothed down the edges of the pale pink dress and looked at yourself in the long length mirror. The dress was falling just above your kneecaps and it was feeling a bit tight around your bosom. The real struggle was getting the zip done without a friend to help you out. It had taken you nearly five minutes of cramped wrist joints and sweaty fingers to get the job done. The end product of seeing yourself in the dress did nothing to make you feel better. If anything, all that effort to get into the damn cloth made you feel more bitter and angry. You began to claw at the zipper to get it open. You wanted the damn thing off and you wanted to get the hell away from the store.
You got out of the cubicle with rage written over your face and threw the pile of clothes that you were going to try at the lady that was putting away rest of the discarded clothes. You hadn’t meant to be so rude but she got in your way when you were aiming for the metal rack and at the moment, you simply could not be asked to apologize for your behavior. You marched your way out of the store without even bothering to hear Bucky’s protests that were beginning to follow you. When the cool outside air had hit your face, you blinked away a few watery drops that were beginning to form quickly. You quickly glanced both ways and marched across the road towards your car. You got into the car with a violently slam to the door just as Bucky opened his passenger door. Before you could jam the keys into the ignition, he grabbed the metal set from your hands roughly. You tug on them, throwing your anger at him but he refuses to budge. He throws the set in the back and you glare at him fiercely.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” you shout at him, leaning towards the back to find your keys.
“Me? What’s wrong with you?” he yelled back, “you stormed out of that store as if someone was about to get murdered.”
“The only person who’s going to get murdered right now is you if you don’t help me find my keys.”
Bucky looked at you for a few brief moments before locking his jaw. Stretching his body to the back, his hand roamed on the floor until he caught hold of the metallic keys. Clutching them, he held onto them tightly, refusing to put them in your extended hands.
“I’m gonna drive.”
When you went after them again, he stretched his hand back moving them away from you.
“Fine!” You shout, bolting out of the car and stomping towards his seat.
You weren’t really a fan of baseball, if you were perfectly
honest. It just wasn’t that interesting to you. However, if you were talking
about the men playing baseball, it
was a completely different story. Your older brother was a huge minor league
baseball fan, for no reason you could discern. They weren’t famous and most
games were basically the same. He’d drag you to a game every once in a while,
if you weren’t working, and you’d eat your overpriced hotdog, pretending to
You’re sat on the edge of your couch, glancing up every once in a while to make sure Luke isn’t watching what you’re doing. The both of you are together for your weekly sleepover, a tradition you’ve had ever since you were little. With him being away most of the year on tour, you try to spend as much time together as possible when he’s back.
“Y/N? What are you doing?” You blink a few times, quickly closing down the tabs on your computer before looking up to see your best friend standing there, arms crossed across his chest.
“Reading some news,” You lie, a small blush hinting at the edges of your cheeks. Luke scoffs and shakes his head, falling onto the sofa behind you.
“I don’t believe you. What are you really doing?”
You bite your bottom lip. If Luke knew you read fan fiction- dirty fan fiction, about him, he’d never stop teasing you.
“ Gokudera, Yamamoto, Hibari, Dino, and Mukuro making their SO laugh with a sarcastic comment ” - Anonymous
This was tougher than I thought it would be. I couldn’t think of ANY sarcastic comments that actually fit the requested characters and was funny at the same time. I’m not very good at comedy. xD;;
By the way, thank you so much, Karen-senpai! I don’t think I would have been able to do this request without you helping me with those comments. You’re so wonderfullll~ Oh my god I friggin’ love you~! //hugs ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Anyway, I really hope you enjoy, Sparkles~! c:
Gokudera: “Hey, we’re going out.” Gokudera told you nonchalantly when he picked you up from the gym, hands stuffed in his pockets and a cigarette hanging limply from between his lips. You looked at him with a perturbed expression, blinking owlishly as you stood in front of him.
“We are?” you asked him. The silver haired bomber bit down on his cigarette in irritation, but said nothing and motioned for you to follow as he began to walk back towards your shared apartment. The two of you had been living together from the moment you met - neither of you could afford to live on your own, and your landlord arranged for the two of you to be roommates. Of course, neither Gokudera or you were happy about having to live together, but you eventually warmed up to one another. Now you were dating, and from what you could tell, both of you were happy in your relationship.
Glancing at Gokudera out of the corner of your eye, you saw that he was actually dressed in a three piece suit with a few accessories of his own - his V.G., wristbands, and a few necklaces. “Why are you dressed so nice?” you asked him, which earned you a sigh of exasperation. “I told you. We’re going out.” he repeated, which only confused you more. You never went out places that required you to dress up like that - you never had the money for it. “Yeah, but where?” you asked him, but he remained silent, taking a drag off the cigarette before putting it out and lighting another one.
It was completely silent the rest of the way home. When you opened the door to your apartment, you dropped your bag and went to get a glass of water. You downed it quickly, and placed the glass in the sink before turning to look at Gokudera. “Where-” “Don’t even. It’s a surprise.” he interrupted you from asking him a second time where he had planned to take you. “O-okay… should I get changed?” you asked.
“I don’t know. Maybe the five-star restaurant would love for you to show up in sweaty workout clothes.” he said, causing you to snicker slightly.
“Okay, I’ll go- WAIT. WE’RE GOING TO A FIVE-STAR RESTAURANT?!”
Yamamoto: Covering your mouth as you coughed, you groaned and rolled over onto your side, curling up more and pulling your blanket a little tighter. Of course, with your luck, you had gotten sick the night before your boyfriend’s big game and couldn’t make it. Takeshi had promised to hit a home run for you when he found out, and try to get the game on camera for you to watch later, but you were still upset that you couldn’t see it live. You always loved to watch Takeshi play baseball - he always looked so happy whenever he was up to bat or pitch.
“____! Yamamoto-san is here!” your mother called from downstairs, causing your face to light up.
“S-send him-” you coughed, “up!” you finished in between your coughs. A few minutes later, Takeshi came into the room dressed in his baseball uniform with his bag slung over his shoulder.
“Hey, ____. How are you feeling?” he asked you, smiling as he set his bag down and made his way over to the bed. You quickly covered your face with your blanket, though. “No! You’ll get sick too!” you stated defiantly when he tried to kiss you. Takeshi laughed at your actions, and pulled your blanket down to kiss you anyway. “I don’t care.” he told you as he sat down on your bed and grabbed hold of your hand. “So, you feeling any better?” he asked you as he placed a hand on your forehead to check your fever. Your face was flushed and your skin was extremely hot, which brought a worried expression to Takeshi’s face. “I’m feeling o-okay. My fever just won’t go d-” another cough, “down.” you finished. He knew you were lying though.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t go. How was the game?” you asked him as he brushed some of your hair back behind your ear. Takeshi smiled at you and leaned to kiss you again, this time on the forehead. “Nothing huge happened. Just an alien aircraft that landed on the diamond. I was probed, I hope you’re okay with that.” he said with that adorable grin of his, earning a laugh from you.
“You’re so cute, Takeshi~” you said, coughing again a moment later.
Hibari: You had been exclusively dating HIbari Kyoya for about three months now, and rarely did you ever get to see him. So when he called you in the middle of dinner, you quickly jumped up and went to your room to answer it, forgetting entirely about your dinner. “Kyo-kun! I’m so happy you called!” you said, excited that you get to talk to your boyfriend. “So, how was your day?” you asked him before he could get a word out. Kyoya didn’t really like talking over the phone, so you carried most of the conversation whenever you called him and vice versa. “Long and boring.” he replied with a sigh.
“Did you get to bite any ‘herbivores’?” you asked him, using the word he had used to describe people he believed were weaker and inferior to him, which was mostly everyone. “Only three today. Sawada, Sasagawa, and the Bucking Horse again; they were being noisy.” Kyoya told you; you knew that he was smirking slightly at the thought of being able to bite those three to death earlier today. “Only three? Wow, the students must have been behaving extremely well today.” you said, surprised by how little herbivores had disobeyed. Usually, the number was up in the twenties or thirties; but this time it was only three, and one of them wasn’t even a student or employee at Nami-chuu.
Humming slightly at your observation, Kyoya continued speaking. He was oddly talkative today, you noted. “One of the board members came to inspect the school and make sure everything was running smoothly. I guess they knew that I would have bitten anyone who screwed things up to death.” you chuckled slightly at that statement, a little glad that you attended Midori-chuu with Haru instead of Nami-chuu; but you had entertained the idea of transferring over just so that you could spend some more time with Kyoya. “I’m guessing everything went well then, since you only got three today.” you stated.
“Yeah. I was taking a nap on the roof and they woke me up.” he told you his reason for biting those three earlier. That was something you never understood about Kyoya, how he was such a light sleeper that a petal falling was enough to wake him up but Hibird’s chirping wasn’t.
Lying on your bed with your knees bent upwards, you rolled over onto your back a moment later and let your head hang off the edge. “Mhm. So, will I get to see you tonight?” you asked him, before you heard a click and then a dial tone. Did he just hang up on you? You groaned in exasperation, assuming that it was an accident; so, you laid there, waiting for him to call you back.
“Well, unless you become spontaneously blind, probably.” you heard a voice from your window, which caused you to scream and shoot up, only to fall off your bed. You heard a chuckle come from Kyoya as he sat on the window sill of your bedroom. Looking up at him from the ground, you glared harshly at him, but you couldn’t fight off the laugh that bubbled to your lips from both how silly you must have looked when you fell and his little comment.
“Damn it, Kyo-kun! I told you not to do that anymore!” you said between laughs, sticking your tongue out at him.
“Stick your tongue out one more time. I dare you.” he said with a smirk as you got up and went over to him to give him a hug and a kiss. Being the smartass that you were, you stuck your tongue out one more time, only to be flipped and pinned against the wall to the right of your window. Kyoya kissed you, but you squealed slightly when he bit your tongue before pulling away. “Kyo-kun!"
"Hey, I warned you.”
Mukuro: Being in a long distance relationship sucked. Horribly.
When you and Mukuro met for the first time, you were instantly smitten the second you saw those mismatched eyes of his and the kanji for six that replaced his pupil in the red one. For some reason, one that eluded you entirely, you had always been attracted to people with heterochromia, the condition that causes two different eye colors in the same person. You always found the trait to be extremely enticing and alluring.
So the day you had met, you wasted no time in making your attraction to Mukuro known, and despite the threats from the red haired she-devil named M.M., you asked him out about a month later. Saying that you were shocked when he agreed to go out with you was a major understatement. But since you resided in Namimori and Mukuro lived in Kokuyo with his subordinates, you didn’t really get much time together. You didn’t get to see each other during the weekdays because of school, but during the weekends, you would go to Kokuyo and spend a couple days there with him and his subordinates. You cherished your time there with him despite the constant threats and mild abuse from M.M. and the insults that both Ken and Fran shot at you.
With an exasperated sigh, you went to the roof of Midori-chuu and flipped open your cell, quickly dialing Mukuro’s number. You usually spend your lunch breaks up on the roof talking to Mukuro - today was no exception. When he answered, you smiled and greeted him, before you began to tell your boyfriend about your day so far.
“… and then, Haru just slips on the spilt pudding and falls down flat on her back. She’s still trying to get the pudding out of her hair and clothes.” you told him, laughing slightly at the memory of what happened before you had made your way up to the roof. “Kufufu~” you heard him laugh, followed by the sound of Ken and M.M. bickering in the background over some expensive bag that Satan (as you called M.M.) had bought a week before. Silence filled the air then as the two of you listened to what was being said between Satan and the mutt. “What are they even arguing about?” you asked suddenly.
“Ken used Satan’s bag to carry snacks home. He forgot to empty it, and his chocolate melted. It ruined the lining of the bag completely.” he told you. “Serves her right. Maybe if she didn’t act like such a bitch, Karma wouldn’t be an even bigger one towards her.” you chimed in. If it wasn’t obvious enough, the two of you didn’t get along; your reasons for not liking each other were even more obvious than that.
“So, what are you doing later, Mu-kun?” you asked him as you leaned against the fence that bordered the rooftop of Midori-chuu, his next words causing you to snicker slightly.
“Oh, I’m just gonna take over the world. Or, ya know, maybe watch some tv, play a few games with Chikusa and Ken.” Mukuro said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
“It depends if I’m in a world domination kind of mood or not.” he stated chuckling slightly at both your cute little laugh and the things Ken and M.M. were saying to one another in the background.
Dino: You were extremely excited when you found out that the Bucking Horse was returning from his mission earlier than expected. So when the day he was supposed to come home finally rolled around, you had asked Dino to have a candlelit dinner at your place. Your home wasn’t as extravagant as his, and your cooking wasn’t as good as the professional chef’s that worked for the Chiavarone family, but hey, it’s the thought that counts, right? Besides, you had more privacy at your place than you did at his enormous manor, where all of his subordinates resided.
Pulling the chicken from the oven, you placed it on the stovetop so that it could cool down before you set the small table. As you were setting up the candles, your phone rang. Before you lit the candles, you answered the phone with a giddy expression once you saw the caller ID.
“Hey! How was your flight?” you asked him, to which he replied with, “Uncomfortable. Extremely uncomfortable.” Oh yeah, that’s right. Dino hated to fly, even if he was always in first class. You snickered slightly before you brought the food to the table and set it up, the phone pressed in between your ear and your shoulder. “I’m sorry to hear that, sweetie~” you told him. “Liar.” he said; Dino knew you were lying through your teeth. You always found his discomfort when flying to be especially adorable and funny.
“So, we’re meeting at your place in twenty?” he asked you. “Yeah, are you on your way?” you asked him; you were sure Dino just nodded, as if he were standing directly in front of you. He had a habit of doing that when on the phone. “Okay then. I’ll see you then, mi amore~” he told you, about to hang up before you stopped him.
“Wait! How will I know that you’re outside?” you asked him as you took a seat at the table once you had finished setting the table and distributing the food you had cooked for the two of you. You couldn’t help but chuckle at his next statement though.
“Well, if you hear obnoxious doorbell ringing and see a shadowy figure, it’s probably me. Or a serial killer. You should probably check through the eyehole first.” he told you. You smiled and gave him your reply. “I will. I guess it’s a good thing you gave me that glock though, huh?"
Request: Okay, well I’m new to this so.. I’m pretty sure this is where you put your requests in right?? I would like to have it where the reader hangs out with Cas and Dean a lot and they’re like brothers to her but she secretly likes Sam. She’s too scared to talk to him and is always nervous around him, but one day she sees him flirting with someone and Cas accidentally spills the secret and the reader is embarrassed and runs away but leads to her and Sam having smut?? Wow I’m blabbering, sorry itsjustafandom
If someone would’ve told you, that you’d be on the couch making out with Kim Namjoon you would’ve laughed in their face and think they were delusional. Because you thought that you were nonexistent to this godly man. You were just a girl that helped him with physic homework for extra credit and you still found it strange that he even applied for help since he was in the top 3s. But hey you weren’t complaining because this is literally all you’ve ever wanted since you noticed him.
You pulled away from his velvety lips looking away. Your heart was about to leap out of your chest and your cheeks were extremely hot. You wanted so badly to kiss him again but you didn’t know what to make of this situation. His eyes burned through you but you were too afraid to look at him. The two of you remained silent for a couple of minutes, the most agonizing minutes in your life.
“Y/N,”his deep voice startled you making you look at him. He had a bright smile, the one that always made you melt because it was very rare to see him smiling,”I’m so happy I signed up for tutoring.” You bursted into laughter, this has to be a prank? “Why are you laughing?”he asked with his smile still intact.
“I don’t know,”you admitted still having a giggling fit. He chuckled running his thumb against your knuckles. You stared at him but his eyes were on your hands, for the first time he didn’t look intimating.
As long as you tag the art "nsfw" I think you should be fine. I mean, I just recently followed you for your (extremely hella hot) nsfw writing sooooooo. I'm sure there are people of all ages following you, but you can't control the entire internet. I know for a fact that I was looking up some ~controversial~ stuff when I was a teen & under lol
We don’t want to talk about the types of media I consumed as a teen. But I always tag my nsfw so we would be safe on that account!
Hey there, can I get Chrom, Inigo, Henry, and Lon'qu for "I just had a terrifying nightmare that something happened to you and when I woke up you were not there next to me" please? Thanks!
hoo boy i put a lotta time into this
Chrom: It’s the same sequence of events again. A bolt of Thoron passes through your hands to impale itself into your husband. His look of triumph dissolves into pure horror and a grimace of pain and he falls on to his knees. “It’s not your fault,” he coughs out as blood stains his lips in a shade of red you never want to see again. “Save yourself,” he begs with his dying breath and his hand falls to the ground before you can even grab it. It’s the moment when his fingers still on the floor that you wake up.
Characters - SPN Cast x Reader (Single!Richard x Reader)
Word Count - 2205+
Warnings - Language, a little angsty
A/N - I gotta say, i’m honestly super excited about this series guys. I always enjoy writing Richard/Gabriel and i tend to get carried away with it lol. I certainly hope y’all like this darlings! How Unexpected Pt.1 | Pt.3 | Pt.4
You picked some extra comfy clothes on account of feeling a little down after not receiving a text from Richard all night or this morning. After slipping on a pair of leggings and a sweater you quickly shoved your feet into some sneakers and sent Genevieve a text to let her know you’d be at the shoot. At this point you didn’t really even want to go because of this, even though Richard wasn’t really the only reason you went in the first place. Or at least that was what you kept telling yourself, but you couldn’t keep yourself from smiling at the thought of him recently. You knew your feelings were absurd, he was incredibly taken and you wouldn’t dare cross that bridge and ruin the only genuine friendship you’d felt in months. Your growing feelings for him were even more out of the question than they were before now that he wouldn’t talk to you for whatever reasons he had. He was pissing you off that was for sure because you had foolishly thought he knew he could talk to you about anything, especially considering you’ve told him multiple times he was your best friend. Throwing a little bit of makeup on you quickly grabbed up your purse and phone, almost fuming when you walked out the door.
This silence was messing with you so bad at this point you dug your phone out of your pocket once you got in the car, your shaky fingers fumbling to dial Richard’s number. You absolutely knew you were overreacting, but honestly you didn’t know what you would do if he wasn’t a part of your life and it scared you. A few rings in with no answer you figured he wasn’t going to pick up and you almost hung up, when the rings stopped abruptly.
His usual deep voice was quiet, almost a whisper, but had a certain tone to where you definitely could tell he wasn’t having the best day so far. You didn’t know what to say and you were the one that called him. With a hard swallow you parted your lips to speak when he broke the silence again.
“What is it Y/N.”
He asked you a question yet it seemed more of a demand to know. After that your words just flowed out without much thought, leaving you uncertain if that was a good choice or not.
“Is everything okay Rich? You’ve been so quiet and no one will tell me what’s wrong with you and i– Did i do something to upset you?”
Tears welled up in your eyes, but you tried not to show your strain to keep them back in your voice.
“No. I’m fine and you need to stop worrying about me.”
‘Wow.. He never talks to me like this.’ You thought to yourself, chewing nervously at your bottom lip.
“Well it’s just that it’s so hard not to worry when you’ve been ignoring me and it seemed like you were avoiding me yesterday and i seriously feel like you’re lying to m—”
“LISTEN Y/N. I told you to fucking STOP okay i’m fine and i don’t need your help with anything. You don’t need this burden on yo–… I’m FINE alright and that’s the damn end of it.”
His voice was utterly terrifying and his sentence was rushed, pretty much screaming at you now. There was a long silence between the two of you and it was strange to you that he hadn’t hung up yet after his outburst. The tears flowed heavily down your reddened cheeks and you let out a soft sniffle, breaking the silence and unable to contain your anger any longer.
“You’re lying to me Rich and you’re lying to yourself. When you decide i’m worthy of your trust, let me know. ‘Til then i’ll just leave you alone.”
And with that you hung up, letting out a long strained sigh filled as more hot tears fell. You tossed your phone in the passenger side seat as you boiled in your own. It took almost a half hour of you sitting there in silence before you were cooled down enough to even think about driving, but you finally did. When slipped through the door of the shoot they were already rolling so you made sure to be extra sneaky. You made your way to the snack table as usual to watch from a distance and poured yourself a coffee, waiting for your sister to show up. They cut for lunch and you were still standing around awkwardly, wondering where Gen could be right when your phone buzzed in your pocket.
‘Hey sis, i’m not gonna make it. Sorry! We’ll have to do it another time okay? Love ya’
It was way to early for you and now you had no reason to be out of bed.The groan you let out as you read that message was a lot louder than expected and alerted a very peppy Misha that had been nearby to turn his attention over to you. He stepped your way without hesitation and swung an arm around your shoulders. “Why so glum chum?” You secretly hated that your close friend was such a morning person as you let out a soft yawn, covering your mouth as you did. “Oh hey. It’s nothing, just Gen was supposed to meet me here and then go to lunch.” A shrug left your shoulders and he removed his arm to stand more in front of you. “No show huh. Well since you’re newly available i guess you can join me for lunch right?” He flashed a toothy grin at you and tilted his head to the side, his eyes looking like they hung on your every word. “Hm Hm?” He nudged you with his elbow and it made you giggle. “Well how could i refuse such an offer my good man.” You nodded and bowed down in front of him as if he were a king. It was always easy being a goofball with Misha, the guy was crazy and he always knew how to make you smile. As the two of you were leaving you turned your head, noticing Richard staring at you. His eyebrows were knitted together and he looked almost angry. It was all you could do to not walk over to him and say you were sorry for what you had said to him that morning.
‘No I’ve got to be strong. Stand by your word Y/N. I can’t just force him to talk to me.’
You talked yourself back down, turning back to walk after Misha. He’d driven you to one of his favourite local cafes just up the road and you didn’t object since you knew. It didn’t matter where you ate, you’d still feel pretty empty regardless from your fight over the phone that morning. He seemed to notice something was up as you mindlessly pushed around the food on your plate with your fork. “Hey is everything alright?” Misha’s sudden question startled you, knocking you back to reality and staring up into his curious blue eyes. “Hm? Oh uh, yeah. Just not feeling too well i suppose.” That wasn’t a total lie, the fight with Richard did have you pretty sick to your stomach when you thought about it. “And what else?” He insisted, gesturing to you with the end of his fork as he chewed. “I don’t know what you mean Misha.” You lied, knowing he could practically read your mind since he knew you so well. “Y/N.. You’re like my sister alright and I want to know what’s bothering you. Please.” He stated, staring you down as he picked up another bite of food. “Alright you win…” It took all you had, but you mustered up the ability to tell him everything from the beginning.
“I see.” He smiled softly at you. “Now on top of all that. How long have you been in love with him?” He said that so smoothly as if it weren’t something he wasn’t supposed to know. “I’m NOT in love with—Why would you think– Absolutely not.” It was obvious he was holding back his snickering. “Fine, we’ll come back to that another time even though i can see it in your eyes. But I think everything will be ok.” He said plainly. “He’ll come around, especially for you.” You furrowed your eyebrows, looking down at your plate. “You say that like you know for certain.” That sentence had come out as a whisper as you racked your brain trying to figure out why Misha thought he knew this. “Well, i know him pretty well. And i know that he cares about you apparently more than you think… And probably more than he realizes himself” He mumbled the last part, but you were sure you heard him correctly. After that you didn’t say anything and he took that as a sign to change the subject.
Once you’d made it home later that day you were completely exhausted from all the probing questions from Misha, as well as your sister when you called her after lunch. With a mixture of a million emotions swirling through your head you decided the best thing for you was a shower and a glass of wine. Settling onto the couch after you’d found a blanket, you curled up and turned on the t.v. You had only been a few sips into your wine when you heard your phone start to ring next to you. “These calls from the two of them are getting relentless.. Can’t I mope in peace?” You complained aloud as you unlocked your phone to answer and noticed that it was actually Richard, sending a lump to your throat and your heart to your stomach in half a second. A quick look at the time and you realized it was almost midnight. “And I was worried I’d wake him up last night. I suppose he really was ignoring me…” You rolled your eyes, still a little salty about the whole thing but you answered it regardless.
“Are you busy?”
“Not necessarily, but why does it matter?”
“Can i come over? I need to talk to you.”
Your hands started shaking and your face was extremely hot, and you weren’t sure it was the wine anymore.
‘What could he possibly want to talk about at midnight?’
At first you thought about telling him no, but the thought of this going on any longer than it was scared you more than him coming to talk to you.
“I suppose so, Rich..”
You conceded and after the two of you said quick goodbyes, you were the first to hang up the phone. Adrenaline shot through your veins like a bullet when the realization of him actually coming over had hit you. With a few more chugs of your wine it was gone and you sent yourself back to the kitchen to fetch more. You were gonna need it to settle your nerves. A strange excitement coursed through you when you thought about him, whether he was acting like a jerk or not you still cared for him so much. Also the fact that he was coming over to see you this late only sent your mind flowing over a line you thought it’d never cross. Just as you had let the few glasses of wine you’d had and thoughts of your married crush were washing over you, you snapped yourself out of reality.
‘Absolutely not. That isn’t my place to think those things. I’m sure he just wants to talk about why he’s mad at me, i’m being completely outrageous.’
A knock on the door echoed in your ears while you stood there with your empty glass in your hand, silently scolding yourself for having normal human thoughts. It startled you so bad your glass almost flew out of your buzzed hand. You set it down on the coffee table as you reached the front door of your apartment and opened it immediately, already knowing it was him. Richard barely looked in your direction when you moved aside to let him pass. Instead he began pacing around your living room, breathing hard as if he’d just been running. It was making you incredibly uneasy seeing him this way, he was always so level headed and easy going. Without thinking your hands sought out his bicep, stopping him in his repetitive tracks. “Ri–” His head snapped up as soon as you tried to speak and his eyes revealed the fear behind them. “I’m sorry.” The words that fell from his lips were a whisper and his large hands found your face, cupping it gently as if you were fragile as a china doll. Your faces were inches from each others and it sent shivers down your spine and directly to your core. “I-It’s okay.. It’s okay..” Forgiving him seemed to come so easily even though you still were in the dark about his problem. You felt tears well up in your eyes and he pressed his forehead against yours. As your eyes slowly made their way up his face, they lingered over his quivering lips and it seemed he was about to cry. Once they met his he finally spoke again. “Jaci and I got a divorce.” You swallowed hard and watched him fall to his knees in front of you and you followed him onto the floor, cradling his head against your chest to comfort him. “Oh…”
Detention was awkward to say the least. The tension was thick and heavy, seeming to suffocate you and leaving you gasping for air.
You knew he heard just about every word you said, let alone how you wanted to ‘grab his big dummy head and kiss his stupid lips’. And though you fully regretted ever saying those words at this very moment, you couldn’t help but imagine Mr. Hemmings grabbing you and kissing you with a deep passion you never knew existed.
He was just so yummy, you couldn’t seem to resist him.
You heard someone clearing their throat, causing you to leave your trance and focus on the body a desk away from your own.
“Now, (Y/N), lets discuss why you’re in here with me today,” it slowly felt like a lump formed in your throat and you couldn’t seem to get a word out, nodding your head to your extremely hot teacher in front of you. “What exactly is this?”
He held up your notebook, but it wasn’t just any useless old notebook.
No. It was your journal.
The journal where you wrote about everything. And when I mean everything,
I mean everything.
About family issues, how your day was going, random thoughts.
hi there! i’m so sorry this took so long >< hope you enjoy~ (also demon aus are one of my lowkey faves omg)
so in my demon au, the demons are kinda similar to the ghouls in tokyo ghoul in the fact that they need blood (flesh if they can get to it) in order to survive and their irises turn red (minus the black sclera and veins)
they also have black veins streaking through where they have thin skin, like their necks and wrists
demons all deal with their hunger differently
in jongdae’s case, he goes close to insane
he never tells you that he’s hungry, but you can tell by the way he goes almost silent, swallows uncomfortably every few seconds, and starts to nose along your jaw and throat
jongdae never wants to hurt you, even when he’s going mad with hunger
so he often puts you into a deep sleep (most likely after a round or two of “i need you so much right now” sex ;-) )
you wake up to aching bites on your shoulder and wrists and jongdae has wrapped bandages around them and is gently kissing them and running his fingers over them
after jongdae’s all sated and full, his mind clears up, and he spends the next few days being sweet to you and making sure that the bites heal up
most days he’s fine about the scars left on your skin, but on certain days, he frowns at the marks that he left on you and thinks about how he’s hurt you for his own benefit
on these days, he just touches the scars, lips curled down and eyebrows furrowed
you catch on soon, and then it’s your turn to cheer him up
before he met you, jongdae was still pretty new to the human world and didn’t care much about humans
but after falling in love with you, he wants to learn more
so you frequently go out at nights (it’s harder to notice that his eyes are red) and try to show and teach him a lot of interesting things
his favorite human holidays are christmas and halloween
christmas because you’re cuddled up almost all the time, insisting that you’re cold (the temperature doesn’t bother him) and because of the presents and how pretty fireplace looks when it’s in use and hot chocolate
halloween because all he has to do is make his hair messy and line his eyes black or gold and all the kids going trick-or-treating just have to take one look at him before going “ohHhhHhhh SICK COSTUME DUDE” and he just smiles smugly at you as you roll your eyes
you find him extremely hot still and handing out candy has to close up shop early bc jongdae’s pushing you towards the bedroom ;-)
Warning- close to being smut, detailed use of wording
You dreadfully made your way through the halls and into the potions classroom. You sat down next to your extremely hot classroom partner Draco Malfoy. He always seemed to find ways to touch or tease you, which you didn’t mind. Professor Snape suddenly appeared and immediately began class. “We will begin class today by me assigning your next project to be completed with your partner.” As professor Snape finished assigning the project Draco turned to you smirking and said,“ Looks like we will be spending a lot of time together, ehh, (y/l/n)! How about you come over to the manor this weekend?” You agreed and you all began to discuss your project.
That Saturday afternoon you arrived at Malfoy Manor alongside of Draco. You walked in and Draco showed you around for a minute before you all made your way up to his bedroom. You first question, once you got everything set up was,“ Where are your parents?” Draco then answered,“ They are at my Aunt Bella’s and we shouldn’t be expecting them home until late!” Draco smirked for a moment before you began to work on the project. Draco soon joined you and began to help. After a few minutes of working Draco dropped his pen and asked if you would get it. You of course said yes without thinking… You bent over to get it and Draco stared the whole time. You then sat back down after noticing what he had been staring at. You smirked at him,“ Do you like what you see?” Draco being snapped out of his daze nervously said,“ Umm… Let’s just get back to the project, okay?” You agreed and you all continued to work, that was until you noticed he began shifting around. “Problem?” You smirked. He looked your direction with lust in his eyes,“ Screw this!” He threw the project to the side and grabbed you pulling you up to kiss him. He grabbed your face and pulled you in slowly kissing you passionately, but then becoming more eager. He licked your bottom lip begging for entrance, as he moving his hands down your body,“jump!” You obeyed and you wrapped your legs around his torso, his tongue still exploring your mouth never breaking the kiss. He carried you over to his bed and laid you down. Your hands were free so you moved them down to play with the hem of his shirt before eagerly ripping it off of him and running her fingers down his bare skin making him hungrily moan. His lips moved from your mouth to your neck, leaving soft wet kisses. He found your sweet spot and began to suck making you moan, then you felt his smirk against your skin. He lifts up and his eyes roam over your shirt,“ May I?” He asks. You smile and nod in agreement. He then takes off your shirt leaving you in your bra. He then begins to kiss further down until he reaches your bra line, his hands traveling behind your back about to undo your bra when you heard two familiar voices. “Draco!” Yelled Lucius and Narcissa, both standing in the doorway. You quickly covered yourself with the blankets as Draco hoped off the bed. “What in the name of Merlin are you doing?” Yelled Lucius. Draco being his witty self replied,“ Well, dad I think it’s pretty obvious what we were doing? Would you like me to describe it?” Narcissa begins shaking her head. You put your shirt back on and walked over to Draco. “What were you even thinking with having a girl over at the house while we were out?” Narcissa asked sternly. “Well I was thinking that dad said it was ok…” Narcissa looked at her husband with a very serious look,“ did you know about this?” “Cissy, listen… He only said that they were working on a project.” Narcissa looking as stressed as ever looked at Lucius and said,“ You, bedroom!” Then looked at Draco,“ You grounded!” Then looked at you,“ and as for the little slut… OUT!” Draco was quick to jump to his feet when he heard the words escape from his mothers mouth,“ DONT YOU DARE TALK ABOUT HER LIKE THAT!” Narcissa looking shocked said,“ Well I come home and I see a little tramp in a bed with my 17 year old son! Oh yes Draco, she’s a perfect angel!” Draco replies,“ Yeah! Well she is my angel and I love her!” “Oh Draco, you don’t even know what love is yet!” Lucius buts in,“ Cissy, if I might add, we were their age, when you know…” Draco disgustedly turns around and looks to you,“ Come on we are leaving!” You walked alongside of him as you all walked down the stairs of the manor. Narcissa followed quickly behind,“ DRACO! DONT YOU DARE LEAVE THIS HOUSE! DRACO! Draco…” Right before you all reached the door Draco turned around and looked his mother in the eyes,“ watch me!” His mothers face was burned into my mind, the look she had, she looked so shocked and broken… As Lucius ran up behind her. You all had left the manor and you were on your way back to Hogwarts. “I’m sorry! I never meant for any of that to happen!” You looked at him and he looked as if he was about to cry. You just gave him a hug and said,“ I know, it’s ok! And I should be the one that’s sorry! Your mother looked crushed and your father… He was so concerned! Maybe we should go back?” Draco stopped walking,“ there is no way I’m going back there, I hope that they feel awful! They should have never said those awful things about you!” “But Draco they were both so shocked… You don’t really think that they meant it do you?” Draco thought for a moment before breaking down into tears over the pressure of the situation. You pulled him into an embrace and you knew what was right, so you all walked back towards the manor. You all walked in and went towards the drawing room where you figured you would find his parents. You all opened the door and Narcissa quickly looked up from her husbands hug. “Draco…” She said quietly. She practically ran to him, Lucius followed closely behind, she grabbed him quickly still in tears. She said,“ oh Draco… I’m so sorry! I love you so much and don’t you ever think for a second that I don’t! I just got really worried thinking now about how fast my little boy is growing up! And (y/n) I would love for you to stay for dinner this evening, we can talk and have a fresh start, I’m terribly sorry for all the things that I said!” She dried her eyes and you nodded and then Draco said,“ and I’m sorry for going against the rules, but I am growing up mother, you need to realize that!” She nodded and you smiled. “Are you all ready for supper?” You both nodded and Narcissa and Lucius went to tell the house elves to prepare a nice dinner. Draco put his arm around your waist and you all soon followed behind them, he then whispered in your ear once you all were safe,“ Maybe later, we can finish what we started…” He smirked and you nudged him making him trip. You both laughed and you all walked towards the dining room together hand in hand.