#but damn he's so cute when he's drunk and cuddling random men

[whysojiminimnida]

So Taehyung's In Paris And Then...

Y'all someone alert President Kim Namjoon to come get their boy. BTS V aka Kim Taehyung aka Celine's Next Top Model is FACED.

Also possibly reconsidering his attraction to persons of another gender, because this is Sorority Girl Bisexual Behavior on loud, really.

See, this is what happens when you shelter a person through adolescence and they never get time to experience all that life has to offer outside the employment/fame fishbowl. They turn up at parties and then turn UP at parties, IDK why we're even surprised.

Of course that one time Jimin did something similar to this several years ago (also in Paris, ahem Paris you have a lot to answer for) he was called many many bad names and treated horribly about it. That was uncalled for then, so I am not about to start party-shaming Taehyung now. LET TAEHYUNG LIVE. He is a grown ass adult doing grown ass adult things while wearing non-Mishkamai jewelry and I feel like it's good he can go out a little bit and let his hair and maybe his pants down. Get 'em, Taehyung!

#we were on a break #taehyung #paris #kim taehyung #this is just anon bait probably #but damn he's so cute when he's drunk and cuddling random men #v #celine #models #party party yeah

[luvrgrlellie]

gf!ellie headcannons

warnings: smut

controversial but i think gf!ellie only really calls you babe/baby. she calls you other things occasionally, but knowing ellie I think she would find a lot of typical pet names cringe (unless she’s saying it teasingly during sex ie. princess 😫 for her pillow princess) (or doll if she’s feeling cocky)

gf!ellie who’s ALWAYS cold. that girl has terrible circulation and is constantly sticking her feet under your butt or her hands up your shirt/down your pants to warm them up

“ouch els you’re freezing!!! why do you have ice cubes for hands?”

“idk but i dooooo know i have a space heater for a gf so it doesn’t really matter”

gf!ellie lovessss hearing you talk about your interests/hobbies/passions. she could sit there forever just listening to you ramble and watching your eyes gleam with excitement.

gf!ellie who loves taking you shopping and watching you try things on. you’re like her own little doll that she gets to dress up.

“oh my god babeeee i need to see you in this. go put it on.”

“holy shit - fuck you look so good. yeah give me a spin. god you look so fine.”

of course gf!ellie also spoils the shit out of you on these trips whenever you let her.

“no really els - I don’t need it, it’s fine!”

“it’s not about needing anything. you look so fucking hot in that dress and I wanna buy it for you. cmon let me spoil my girl.”

gf!ellie who loves to doodle with you snuggled up next to her. one of her favorite pastimes is cuddling up in bed with you at her side and her sketchbook in hand.

gf!ellie who’s a terrible cook but tried really hard in the beginning for you. she wanted to impress you by preparing a homecooked meal for your third date, but it turned out terrible. she knew you were a keeper when you took a bite and tried to pretend to like it, but then immediately came clean in the gentlest way possible because you didn’t wanna lie to her but also didn’t want her to think you didn’t appreciate the gesture.

“ellie, have you ever made this before”

“damn it’s that bad huh?”

“no, no! okay well. i will say the chicken is a little under done. and the vegetable are a little overdone. but besides that it’s really good!!”

gf!ellie who appreciates when you take over in the kitchen for the rest of the relationship. not only do you whip up the most delicious meals for her on the daily, but also look incredibly adorable doing it in your little apron with your scrunched-up concentrated face. she loves hugging you from behind to see what her cute little housewife is cooking her - squeezing your hips, rocking you back and forth, and kissing on your neck to tease you.

gf!ellie who’s uncharacteristically nervous to meet your parents. you’ve never seen her anxious like that but she just wanted really wanted to make sure that they like her. she brings flowers and some store bought cookies, but little does he know that ellie’s kind heart and love for you will win them over just fine <3

gf!ellie who knows you can handle yourself but is still hella protective of you and will knock out anyone who looks at you wrong. all you have to do is say the word.

protective gf!ellie who has mixed feelings on PDA. she really likes having her hands on you so that everyone knows your her’s, but she‘s also aware how gross and disgusting men are and how they fetishize wlw. so out of protection for you she tries to keep it toned down and unless it’s necessaryyyy (she’s tired of the stares and needs to mark her territory)

protective gf!ellie always making sure you kept your drink in your hand at all times at parties.

*drunk you getting ready to put your drink down in some random spot*

*ellie intercepting it to hold for you instead* “nopeee I got it.”

protective gf! ellie watches how much you’re drinking and cuts you off when you’ve clearly had enough

just recently posted an ellie’s kinks headcannons if y’all wanna go check it out 😏😏😏😏, so i’m not gonna go into hella detail of what gf!ellie likes in bed but let me tell ya’ll this

gf!ellie just loves teasing you. she loves how desperate you get when she drags the tip of the strap from your clit down to your hole, making you think she’s FINALLY gonna fuck you and then bringing it back up to your clit again. watching you squirm and beg her to just put it in never fails to put on smirk on your face.

“what’s the matter baby? can’t be patient? need my cock inside you that bad huh?

“if you want it so bad you’re gonna have to beg. let me hear it baby. tell me exactly what you want or you’re not getting it.” she lives to make you say every little dirty thing you want her to do to you, out loud, several times until she finally gives in. but if you do as she says she’d literally do anything you want. obsessed with you is what that girl is

loves hearing you moan and whine and beg her to fuck you but also loves covering your mouth with her hand or stuffing your panties into your mouth to shut you up. and then trying to make you talk to her when you clearly can’t.

“what’s that? sorry babe i can’t understand you.”

gf!ellie is possessive asf during sex too. whatever she’s calling you, she’s putting my in front of it. like….

“MY good girl”

“MY pussy”

“MY little slut” 😋

gf!ellie is just the bestest ever, always putting her girl first and treating her like a damn queen :)

honestly I could write so many more of these and i didn’t know where to stop so lmk if you want a part 2!!

xoxo,

a ;)

#ellie williams #ellie williams smut #ellie tlou #ellie williams x reader #ellie x reader #ellie williams drabble #ellie williams fanfic #ellie williams headcanons #ellie williams x female reader #ellie x fem reader #ellie x you #ellie rose #ellie x y/n #ellie williams x y/n

[fizziepopangel]

HuskerDust Headcanons (romantic)

Husk says “I love you” first. It’s not a big romantic thing, but to Angel Dust it means the world.

Angel and Husk were both quite affectionate with each other. The two can often be found cuddling in one of their bedrooms. Angel loves being held, but his favorite way for them to cuddle is actually having Husk lay on top of him since he finds the pressure grounding, and he’s found that scratching the cat demon’s back between his wings or scratching behind his ears while he’s tired and comfortable results in purring.

Angel steals Husk's hat every now and again.... Sometimes he steals it solely for the purpose of putting it on Fat Nuggets to take cute pictures of him in it.... While the pictures are adorable, this has resulted in the little pig occasionally taking it upon himself to steal the hell cat's hat, resulting in the man chasing the little creature around the hotel like a madman.

Husk becomes the father figure Fat Nuggets never had and Angel absolutely goes crazy for the relationship between his pet pig and boyfriend.

Although he doesn’t show it often, Husk does sometimes get overwhelmed, causing him to eventually break down in tears. During these episodes, Angel usually holds the grumpy drunk, rubbing his back and humming “Loser Baby” until he’s calmed down enough to talk, or until he’s fallen asleep.

Angel is a sucker for romance. He buys Husk flowers, makes big plans for their anniversary, makes long and mushy posts and posts cutesy pictures on his sinstagram, and goes all out for Husk’s birthday. Husk acts annoyed, but he secretly enjoys the little romantic gestures.

Despite not being the most romantic man, he does randomly grab Angel at random points while they’re together and begin dancing with the man, even humming or singing softly under his breath when Angel points out that there’s no music.

Charlie has so many candid photos of the couple being cute. She’s making a scrapbook for them for their anniversary

After Husk showed him the song, Angel plays “A Sunday Kind of Love" whenever their anniversary lands on a Sunday and makes Husk breakfast in bed as it plays. He calls it their song. 

When Angel can, he does drag shows at one of his favorite clubs in downtown Pride. Husk goes to every one of Angel’s drag shows to watch him perform and despite his usual gruff demeanor, he cheers the loudest when his boyfriend is on stage.

After long, rough shoots in Valentino's studio, Angel usually comes back to the hotel exhausted and sore so he sits at the bar, sipping water and listening to Husk grumble about work until he falls asleep at the bar. Husk usually ends up carrying him to bed despite constantly grumbling about being "too old for this shit".

In the event that they both wanted to get married, both of these men would try to make the perfect plan to propose to the other. 

In an attempt to be romantic, Husk would begrudgingly ask Alastor to help him make a nice Italian dinner and a cake to hide the ring in. He would be an anxious wreck through the whole dinner as Angel ate as he waited for dessert and the discovery of the ring within the cake.

Angel on the other hand would go the cheesier way of dressing Fat Nuggets up in a little tux and tying a ring around his neck with a bow and having him come up to Husk as the two had dessert with a sign that reads “Will you marry my daddy?”

In true romantic comedy fashion, Angel’s proposal pig would get to Husk right as Angel nearly choked on the ring Husk put into the cake. Of course, they would both say yes.

Despite not being the romantic in their relationship, Husk is a bit of a groom-zilla. It’s not really that he cares about flowers or color schemes or any of it, he’d be happy as long as he’s with the man he loves and their an open bar so he lets Angel handle it all for the most part…. But he does think Angel deserves the best and he’d be damned if he didn’t make sure that man’s day didn’t go absolutely perfectly.

Niffty makes Angel’s wedding dress, and although he will deny it, Husk does cry when he sees Angel in it.

Husk doesn't choose the first song they dance to, but he does request later in the night that the song Frank Sinatra’s “I Could Write a Book" be played so he can ask Angel to dance to that.

Husk recites his vows to Anthony, not Angel Dust.

#fizziepop thoughts #vivziepop #hazbin hotel #hazbin headcanons #all aongs are linked for you to listen #husk hazbin hotel #huskerdust #hazbin hotel angel dust #husker x angel dust #fat nuggets #husk is fat nuggets second dad #frank sinatra #i could write a book #a sunday kind of love #etta james #loser baby #this is one of my favorite ships

[backmuscles21]

Moments With You

Poly Recoms x Reader

Summary: some of your favourite fluffy moments with your recom lovers.

Not super long, but I know y'all have been fiending for more of our beautiful recoms.

Warnings: implied sexual content, explicit language, nudity, domestic fluff.

You always found yourself laughing, you would think about the things that you did with your lovers. All these hardened soldiers, these stoic and strong men and women and you’d do dumb domestic stuff with them. stuff they never thought they’d ever do and hear you were acting drunk in love. You’d have pillow fights, bubble baths, tickle fights, you’d fake wrestle, you would bake together, you’d cuddle and watch movies. These people were supposed to be the protector of mankind, the strongest of the front line and they were holding you like the most precious object to them.

They were people who crushed skulls with their giant blue mitts, had so much innocent blood on their hands and they held you like you could break if they breathed too hard on you. Yet somehow, they still liked to fuck the shit out of you and leave you with bruises in the morning.

You would commonly sing a random song that was playing in your headphones while you cleaned, you would start scrubbing the countertops and you’d just have to sing your favourite parts. You’d never hear any of the soldiers coming up on you, you’d be cleaning and singing also probably a little dancing. Then you’d feel arms around your waist, you’d be lifted up against someone’s chest. You’d let out a girly shriek as you’d drop the sponge you were using and took an earbud out. You had a feeling it was one of your lovers and as you turned around you saw Lyle who was smirking at you and trying not to laugh as he let go of you.

“Asshole,” you’d laugh out at him at slapped him on his arm.

Lyle laughed and pulled you into a hug, your head rested on his chest as his arm wrapped around your shoulders.

“You scared the shit out of me.”

“You looked cute. Not to mention these tights you wear while cleaning -mmm- damn baby, I could eat you up.”

You let out a scoffed laugh, you kissed his chest and pushed away from him. “Okay, I gotta finish otherwise this place would be a mess.”

“Wow, what a cockblock.”

“I’ll block your cock later. Or get Miles to do it,” you smiled to yourself as you grabbed the sponge on the floor.

One of your favourite things to do was get in a shower after a mission, you were dirty and sweaty and nothing was better than getting clean and smelling good. It got better when you had company, which was often, one of the boys heard you showering or followed you into the bathroom. They’d open the shower curtain and see you scrubbing your body, now they had to admit you were extremely good looking but this was about sex.

Commonly Miles was the one to join you, he’d be the last in the communal recom bathroom since as the colonel he had to do so many different reports and debriefings. Well, he would shower before writing any reports, there were always things he had to do. You just took your sweet time showering, especially when you didn’t have someone with you to judge you for wanting to be in the warm water for 30 minutes.

You’d see him tiredly walking in and removing his clothes, when he walked into the shower stalls you reached out and pulled him into you. He sighed tiredly as you held him close, you then grabbed some soap and got started on scrubbing his body. You started to scrub all the dirt and blood off his arms before ensuring that you really got into the knuckles of his hands and under his nails. You started to scrub at his scalp, he purred at the feeling of your nails massaging his scalp. His hands held onto your waist as his forehead rested against yours, you just stood in the shower connected by your hands and your foreheads. It was the most intimate of times you had with any of them, although Zdog enjoyed it, she’d get freaked out after a while and try to start getting handsy.

Even better when you heard about this the following morning, but you were in Prager’s room for the night. You had woken up to use the bathroom and slowly trudged out of the bedroom to the bathroom. You barely had your eyes open so you didn’t see Lopez and Ja snickering on the couch as you shuffled along the floor in Prager’s sweatpants. They were too big on you and sat low on your hips not to mention how you were stepping on them and you were in a tank top that was showing off your midriff and your cleavage.

“Whose room is she in tonight?”

“I think Prager’s,” Ja responded.

“I mean she’s wearing his clothes.”

“They probably smashed and she threw on his clothes to go to the bathroom.”

They laughed as you walked back out and went back into Prager’s room. They told you about it in the morning and you smiled embarrassingly at them.

“Come on, you looked cute,” Ja said kissing your head.

“She was wearing your clothes, Prager. Time to get primal,” Lopez said while snickering.

“She wasn’t wearing it when she went to sleep,” Prager smirked back.

“You guys are gross.”

“Shoulda just come out wearing nothing. It's not like we haven’t seen it before,” Lopez said hugging you.

“I have decency you know. I hang out with too many boys.”

Another thing that happens often is you’d wake up earlier than them and go to the gym before them. you liked that more since you could blast your own music and actually focus on working out rather than knowing that you had so many different eyes on you watching your ass or your tits as you worked out.

You’d blast your rap music at a high volume and get your squat rack ready, you were already dripping sweat from sprinting earlier. You would occasionally sing along to some of your favourite parts of the different songs. As you were in the zone squatting away, you didn’t even notice a few of the recoms enter the gym.

“Didn’t know you listened to this,” Zdog said to you as she stood in front of you.

You nodded to her and looked around to see Walker, Mansk, Lyle and Miles.

“You’re looking good babe,” Lyle winks at you from the free weights.

You rolled your eyes and smiled at him.

Walker walked up to you as you put the bar back down, she smacked your ass hard.

“Ow,” you looked at her while you rubbed your butt cheek with a pout.

“Come on, you’re wearing the tightest of spandex shorts and a sports bra. Your ass is just too good to resist.”

Walker gave it another lighter smack as you stood chest to chest. Her one arm stayed on your butt after smacking it to just hold it and squeeze it, the other stayed firmly around your waist. She ran her bottom lip through her teeth as she looked down at you hungrily. She moved her hands up your body to grab the straps to your sports bra, she pulled them down your arms as tits popped out. She smirked down at your boobs.

“These are real fucking nice.”

“Did you have to just take them out?”

“Nah, but I am enjoying myself.”

Your hands went to your hips as Walker’s hands cupped your boobs.

“Shit, are those (y/n’s) tits?” Fike said as he walked into the gym getting everyone’s attention. Zdog walked over to you and Walker and breathed out a laugh, Zdog went up behind Walker and rested her chin on Walker’s shoulder.

“So, whatdya gonna do with them?”

“Not sure yet. I just like looking.”

“You’re more than looking now, babe. You’ve got ‘em out and about and squeezing them in your hands.”

“Lemme get all up in there,” Lyle said as he came up to you three.

“Girls only,” Walker smirked at Lyle.

Later on, as you were in the shower, Mansk went to follow you, he had been riled up earlier. He walked into the communal bathroom and immediately heard you humming and singing. He walked a little further to see the showers, you had water dripping down your body and hair. Mansk could see your lips moving, your eyes were closed as you belted out one of your favourite songs that you felt you could sing well.

“Damn that’s hot,” Fike said as he rested his elbow on Mansk’s shoulder.

Mansk hummed and shrugged Fike’s elbow off of his shoulder.

“Are you guys just gonna stare?” You said with your back to them.

After your shower you got dressed and got ready for the day, you had to rebraid your hair and get it up out of your face for any of your military responsibilities. You were sat on your bed as you brushed all your hair back, you had tied it into a lower ponytail and started to brain down your que. You were still completely naked as you like to dry off completely before getting dressed.

“I see you’re all ready for me.”

You looked at your doorway as you saw Miles leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed and a smirk plastered on his forehead.

“I’m not like this for you, but I could be. After I finish my hair.”

“Do you want a hand?”

“The big bad Miles Quaritch knows how to braid hair?”

“Had to learn after we came back, yaknow, for this,” Miles said as he lifted his braided que.

“Who taught you?”

“I had two sisters growing up and in Texas, they taught me so I could do their hair.”

You laughed.

“You tell no one.”

“I’ll say Z taught u if someone asks.”

“Just don’t bring it up.”

“It’s cute that you did that for them though.”

Miles came into your room and closed the door; he sat down right behind you and finished your braid. He grabbed you and sat up on his legs, he held you close to his body, and your head rested on his shoulder as he rubbed your bare back.

Now this happened often, it honestly was one of your favourite things to do with the recoms, especially when all in the common room together. You’d stand behind someone, this time it was Prager, and your chin rested on his head. Your arms were wrapped around his neck, your hands rested on his chest and after a few moments of talking all around you stood up straighter and rested your hands on his shoulders.

Your hands just absentmindedly started to massage his shoulder; your hands squeezed at his tense muscles. He groaned lowly and rested his head back against the couch.

“Fuck that’s good.”

You smiled down at him as he had his eyes closed, you rubbed into his neck a little as well, his muscles were so tight.

“You enjoying yourself. You’re very tense.”

“Baby it’s fucking amazing. I needed this.”

“Wanna do me next?” Lopez says with a smirk.

“Sure, why not.”

Now, this rarely happened but occasionally things would get a little out of hand, but when it did, it had to be your favourite.

Currently, you were completely topless as Lyle chased you around with just his standard issues RDA track pants on. You held your boobs in your hands as you jumped up onto the couch to try and get away from Lyle. You would occasionally scream a little as Lyle laughed, he would follow you trying to catch you. You and him were playing around, he would answer one of your questions and you’d take an article of clothing off. It ended up with him lying and you being chased, it didn’t stop even as some of the other recoms entered the room.

“What is going on in here?” Miles asked in his commanding tone.

“Lyle cheated,” you said as you kept trying to run away.

“What are you talking about?” Mansk asked.

“We were playing a game and he cheated.”

“What on earth kind of game were you talking about?” Zdog asked.

“He was answering my questions and every right answer, I’d strip. But he lied.”

“So, that’s why you’re running around half-naked?” Miles asked.

“Come on, it’s not like you guys are complaining. She’s shirtless,” Lyle said as he caught up to you and picked you up.

He pressed kisses all over your face and down your chest, “gotcha.”

“Shut up,” you said as you rolled your eyes with a smile.

#avatar the way of water #avatar #atwow #avatar twow #polyamory #recom squad #avatar recoms #recom miles quaritch #atwow recoms #recom quaritch #recom lyle wainfleet #recom zdog #recom zdinarsk #recom prager #recom mansk #recom ja #recom fike #recom walker #recom quaritch x reader #recom lyle x reader #recom mansk x reader #recom zdinarsk x reader #recom lopez #recom lopez x reader #recom walker x reader #recom ja x reader #recom prager x reader #recom fike x reader #avatar 2009 #recoms x reader

[emoryinaboat]

FrUk Headcannons

- When they got together everyone thought they'd finally stop fighting. Ahahahahaha no. If anything, it's only worse because this time there's domestic issues brought up and way too much information that no one feels comfortable hearing.

- As much as they'll try to deny it, they're the most domestic couple on the planet when they visit eachother. Francis cooks dinner while Arthur reads or does his embroidery, they eat dinner together, Arthur washes up, neither of them have the attention span to watch a movie together so they basically just cuddle and make out the whole length of it, they go to the bedroom.

- Speaking of movies, despite the fact neither of them can watch a movie all the way through unless they're really into it (Arthur's addiction to Harry Potter and hour-long Sherlock episodes.) but the battles over who chooses the movie are long and brutal. They spend more time arguing over what movie to watch than actually watching the damn movie. Things have been thrown on several occasions.

- Antonio and Gilbert tease the everloving hell out of Francis after he tells him he's dating Arthur. They don't fricking stop. "*siiigh* Arthur's so cute~" "-through a mouthful of chips- Didn't you used to say he was annoying and stuff-?" "sHUT UP GILBERT."

- They are so, so, so fucking loud when they're having sex, like to a surprising extent. It's all well and good for them, but not so much for others. It's alright when they're at Arthur's house because his place is isolated and don't have any close neighbours. Francis, however, lives in an apartment so they get exasperated looks from the people around Francis' place quite often.

- People had bet on them getting together. If, when, how, who asked, half the other countries were in on it. So much money was lost and won the day it got out...

- The only, o n l y, thing Arthur can make is small tartlets and pastries. Francis hates to admit that they're almost as good as his own. Almost.

- Francis is more PDA and Arthur hates that, but by themselves Arthur is so fucking clingy. Like the 'sits in Francis' lap facing him with his arms around his neck and legs around his back' clingy.

- Random physical affection out of the blue can sometimes tick Arthur off so Francis has to be really sweet to get Arthur into a softer mood and relax. Lots of sweet words, charming smiles and hand kisses.

- When they're drunk together they dance in the living room in their underwear while they laugh and continue to drink until they collapse.

- Arthur stares at Francis a lot. In his head he's admiring how pretty he is and how perfectly he seems to do everything and how its weird that he never let himself notice it before. To Francis it's terrifying because Arthur has Resting Bitch Face and it feels like he's about to be murdered.

- Francis compliments himself in the mirror more than he compliments Arthur (not that that isn't already an ungodly amount). This has resulted in Arthur having the habit of compliment fishing for every little thing he does. Artie's spoilt.

- When Arthur told Alistair that he was dating Francis, Alistair begged Francis to reconsider for Francis' sake.

- They're mean. They're really hurtful in their arguments and sometimes they have to leave the house for a few days to blow off steam. A couple of times one of them have really crossed a line and all the anger immediately left the situation after they both realize what was said. Either way, they apologize and try to make it up to eachother after every serious fight.

- They're sore losers and hate being one-upped. This also translates into their relationship. In anything, cooking (Francis has long since won), affection, romance, sex, literally everything.

- When they're cuddling or Arthur falls asleep on Francis' chest or something, Francis starts absent-mindedly braiding his hair while he plays with it. He sometimes falls asleep while he does this and then Arthur wakes up with Francis out cold and like 16 little braids in his hair.

I hope this is okay I love these old men so much. This is for @makirolls19 thanks for the request!

#hetalia #aph hetalia #fruk #fruk headcannons

[deans-mind-palace]

Masterlist

So, welcome to my master list. It will be updated every few days. Gifs are not mine, they belong to their creator!

Dean Winchester

Ripped at every edge - Dean x Neutral!Reader. After a hunt gone wrong, Sam and Dean fight. As soon as Sam leaves the room you have to pick up the broken pieces of Dean Winchester. Based on ‘Colors’ by Halsey.

Two little letters - Dean x Fem!Reader. With Dean’s help you manage to escape an abusive and unhealthy relationship. You live a happy life until your past catches up with you. A chain of unfortunate coincidences leads to a heartbroken Dean. Will you be able to save your relationship? (requested)

Stitches - Dean x Fem!Reader. Y/N is in love with Dean, unbeknownst to him. During a hunt he saves her and risks his own life. He nearly died and now you have a grumpy, on the floor bleeding hunter sitting on your bed and you are just about to explode. (requested)

Sweet as marshmallows - Dean x Male!Reader. Things get heated between you and the elder hunter after a dangerous Wendigo hunt. (requested)

Icarus - Dean x Reader. You‘re an unworried person who is always optimistic and such a sharp contrast to your secret crush Dean. You have to show Dean that he mustn’t carry the world‘s pain on his own shoulders. Sometimes you just gotta live a little. Skinny dipping is the solution.

Verity - Dean x Neu!Reader. During her last breath, the witch had taken revenge. Things get interesting when Dean’s hit by a truth spell. Unfortunately, it is not easy to hide a secret if you always have to tell the truth. But that doesn't explain why Dean is avoiding you all the time, does it?

Sam Winchester

You’re a hooker, sweetheart - Sam x Reader. You’ve always had a thing for the younger Winchester brother. Ever since you first met Sam and his cute smile. But you were always too afraid of confessing your crush to him. One day he hooks up with a random girl after a hunt. That’s when you’re having it! You’re tired of suppressing. What will Sam have to say? (requested)

Suspirium - Prof!Sam x Fem!Reader. You’re in your last year of your Classics and Modern Languages studies and you’re majoring in Latin and English. Then you get assigned to a different Latin teacher. And damn, he loves his subject. Too bad that he’s also hot. What is just a childish crush soon develops into something way more complicated.

Castiel

That’s the thing with nightmares - Cas x Neutral!Reader. Sweet Castiel comforts you after a terrible nightmare which leads to lots of cuddles.

Heavenly touch - Cas x Fem!Reader. You’re in your last year of high school. But nothing goes according to plan. While your older brothers are hunting demons down you have to attend school in whatever forsaken town they drag you to. You are bullied because you have no boyfriend, no sexual experience and you not even have had your first kiss yet. Dean doesn’t get your problem and Castiel is curious. That won’t end well.

Forget me not - Cas x Fem!Reader series. Cas was your guardian angel and best friend. He protected from everything that tried to harm you as a child. But a terrible accident caused him losing you. Years later, you’re still determined to find your guardian angel again. What happens when you meet him under unexpected circumstances?

Glooming hearts - Cas x Fem!Reader. The one time Dean plays matchmaker for his socially awkward friend and an angel who is just as worse. It’s funny and maybe he gets a lot more involved than he wanted to. Both  have no experience with dating and Dean likes watching how the chaos he caused envolves around him. What could possibly go wrong? (requested)

Conversations in the dark - Cas x Neu!Reader. Nothing’s real if it happens in the dark. That’s what your mother told you about nightmares. But you’re hunter and you know that nightmares exist in the daylight, too. Your relationship with Cas isn’t always easy. However, in moments of doubt it’s good you have each other. Because that’s all that really matters.

Other SPN characters

Another love - John x Fem!Reader. You had a wonderful thing with John Winchester. One night he leaves without coming back. 

Beware of the daddy - John x Fem!Reader. The reader gets drunk in a bar and doesn’t want to be alone at night so she is searching for an one-night stand. She finds a good-looking guy, but suddenly she ends up in a dicey situation. John comes to the rescue. (requested)

SPN Actors

Lullabies - Jensen x Fem!Reader. Jared x Fem!Reader. You're pregnant. Every couple would be happy to hear these news. Don't get me wrong, you're happy. Only problem is you have no idea who the father is... It‘s either Jensen Ackles' baby or the one of Jared Padalecki. The two men don't know about the big news yet. How will they react? Part 2 here. (requested)

Adorkably - Jensen x Neu!Reader. After you had a stunt accident on the Supernatural set, your leg is broken and you have to stay in bed while being on some high painkillers. Good thing, Jensen takes care of you. Well, in his own dork way anyways… (requested)

Nightcrawler - Jensen x Neu!Reader. Jensen and you never got along well. But when a stunt accident almost caused him losing you, everything changes. What will Jensen have to say if you wake up? (requested)

Cloudbursts - Jared x Neu!Reader. You were determined to do it. You never told anyone about your fear and you wouldn’t let it bring you down to your knees now! Not in front of all these people! Well, the anxiety attacks were an obstacle you didn’t think of... (requested)

Rock 'n' Roll, baby - Jensen x Male!Reader. Jensen has always been such a flirt. There has always been a chemistry between you that neither of you can deny. But no-one makes the next step. What is only a flirt for fun soon turns out to be more. (requested)

Love and hair - Jensen x Daughter!Reader x Jared. Part 2 to Lullabies. Set 18 years in the future. Reader wants to know who her biological dad is. (requested)

An apple a day - Doctor!Jensen x Fem!Reader. You were just having a bad day, that’s it. I mean, dislocating an arm while carrying cartons into your new apartment? That could happen to everyone. But intentionally miss three vaccination appointments? That could only happen to you. If only the doctor wasn't so cute... (requested)

Skies are different in Vancouver - Jensen x Neu!Reader. You have a hard time while your finance is in Vancouver for three months. However, you know that Jensen will always return to you in the end. (requested)

Hot as hell heaven - Misha x Neu!Reader. Filming can be quite dangerous sometimes. Good thing you have your personal doctor. (requested)

#masterlist #supernatural #spn #reader insert #dean winchester #dean x reader #sam winchester #sam x reader #castiel #castiel x reader #jensen ackles #jensen ackles x reader #jared x jensen #jared paladecki #jared x y/n #misha collins #misha collins x reader #requests

[gods-and-pawns]

All flower asks for Cimmerian.

Cimmerian:

O-oh jeez, that’s...a lot of questions, huh? Well, better let’s get to it then.

Alisons: Sexuality?

I’m polysexual.

Amaranth: Pronouns/Gender?

Trans man. He/him pronouns, please.

Amaryllis: Birthday?

December 1st. I’m a winter baby.

Anemone: Favorite flower?

Uhm, sunflowers, probably.

Angelonia: Favorite t.v. show?

If I have to be honest, I don’t really...watch TV all that often. But uh, anything they air on Animal Planet, to be honest. Do you remember that old TV show about the life of meerkats? Fucking loved that shit.

Arum-Lily: What’s the farthest you’d go for a stranger?

That...really depends. I wouldn’t go too far, after all, I don’t know this person, but basic respect and kindness are always a given. I’m not a hero either, I wouldn’t risk my life for them. So, I’d say most of the time, just small favours.

Aster: What’s one of your favorite quotes?

Literally fucking anything that leaves Vincent’s mouth once he gets a little tipsy, this man lacks filter when drunk and it’s fucking great. I know you probably expected some quote with deep meaning, since I have a major in English, but I am very sorry to disappoint.

Aubrieta: Favorite drink?

Pain drink is going to be Whiskey, but anything a little bit fancier then it’s Pina Colada. I like sweet things.

Baby’s Breath: Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?

Yes, absolutely, zero hesitation.

Balsam Fir: Have you ever been in love?

Hm...unfortunately...

Baneberries: Favorite song?

........Two Trucks by Lemon demon. Don’t judge me, it’s a fucking great song.

Basket of Gold: Describe your family.

Hm, well, they were great, really. Very caring and loving...Yeah, this question is making me feel sad.

Beebalm: Do you have a best friend? Who is it?

Uhhh...I’m gonna say it’s either North, Tiff, Han or Bright. I’d say Foster too, but...I don’t know, we kind of had a falling out because of our work. It’s hard to meet up.

Begonia: Favorite color?

...I’ll give you one guess.

Bellflower: Favorite animal?

Toads, love these fat boys.

Bergenia: Are you a morning or night person?

Definitely morning. Not that I like waking up early, but I definitely function better in the mornings.

Black-Eyed Susan: If you could be any animal for a day, what would it be?

A hognose snake, they have very cute noses.

Bloodroots: When you were a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up?

A teacher, of all things. Mostly because I thought teachers got free summer too. Then I went to high school, saw what little shits my peers were, and immediately changed my decision.

Bluemink: What are your thoughts on children?

I love kids! I always wanted to be a father. Unfortunately, with being nearly 40 now and swarmed with work...I don’t think that’ll ever happen.

Blazing Stars: What are you afraid of? Is there a reason why?

Cars, because of trauma that I’d rather not get into. And, uh...I have apeirophobia. It’s...stupid, I know, many people would probably like to live on for forever. But for me, it’s just...it’s horrible. I don’t even know why. I guess it has something to do with existential dread.

Borage: Give a random fact about your childhood.

I had a lot of adoptive siblings and cousins, we were always close, and would always get into trouble together. I was raised on a farm with woods nearby, you can imagine I had a lot of opportunities and places where I could get hurt at, and I did. I was a stupid and reckless kid.

Bugleherb: How would you spend your last day on Earth?  

Oh man, that’s a loaded question...Honestly? I’d like to reach out to my family, spend my last day with them.

Buttercup: Relationship Status?

Taken~ By two wonderful, cute men.

Camelia: If you could visit anywhere, where would you want to go?

Oh, there’s a lot of places I’d like to explore, probably too many to list. As long as it’s as far away from civilisation as possible, I’m good.

Candytufts: When do you feel most loved?

I like to be held, I love hugs, they make me feel safe and loved. Preferably under a warm blanket with my partner or partners, late in the evening, the rain falling outside and the room is nearly completely dark as we cuddle...

Canna: Do you have any tattoos?  

I used to want to, as a teen, but unfortunately no...I did see some people tattoo over their burn scars, and I’ve been thinking about it, but considering how large my scars are it’d cost a lot, be very time consuming and most likely painful. So I don’t know, but I’m considering it.

Canterbury Bells: Do you have any piercings?  

Used to have a few as a teenager, now I only have one in my right ear.

California Poppy: Height?  

I’m 5′9′’.

Cardinal Flower: Do you believe in ghosts?

In ghosts? No, not really.

Carnation: What are you currently wearing?  

I’ll let you guess.

Catnip: Have you ever slept with a nightlight?

Sure did, I still sometimes do when my nightmares get the best of me.

Chives: Who was the last person you hugged?  

Jackie.

Chrysanthemum: Who’s the last person you kissed?

Northy, obviously~

Cock’s Comb: Favorite font?

My heart tells me Comic Sans, but my brain’s telling me to shut the fuck up and pick a normal font.

Columbine: Are you tired?

Always, 24/7.

Common Boneset: What are you looking forward to?

Autumn, we’re close to Summer and god damn it didn’t even start but I’m already over it.

Coneflower: Dream job?

I’m pretty content with my current one, but uh...maybe something less stressful? Probably a book author.

Crane’s-Bill: Introvert or extrovert?

Introvert, definitely.

Crown Imperial: What’s the farthest you would go for someone you care about?

 Honestly? I’d probably give my life to them. It mostly depends on the person though, and how much I care about them.

Cyclamen: Did you have a favorite stuffed animal as a child? What was it?

I had a ragdoll elephant named Mr Trunk. Still do, actually, he’s one of the few things I took with me when I started working here. He’s now sitting on my bookcase at my apartment.

Daffodil: What’s your zodiac sign?

Sagittarius.

Dahlia: Have you done anything worth remembering?

I don’t think so, no.

Daisy: What do you feel is your greatest accomplishment?

Well...I guess overcoming my trauma counts as an accomplishment?

Daylily: What would you do if your parents didn’t like your partner(s)?  

Well, first of all, my biological parents are dead and my adoptive ones think I’m dead. But, if that weren’t the case, I don’t think Ma and Pa are the kind fo people who’d try to get between me and my partners. I feel like if they were legitimately concerned for me or had deep worries about my partner, they’d talk to me about it. So, nothing too dramatic.

Dendrobium: Who is the last person that you said “I love you” to?

...I’d rather not talk about them.

False Goat’s Beard: What is something you are good at?

Does writing shitty slashfics count?

Foxgloves: What’s something you’re bad at?

Do you want a list or something?

Freesia: What are three good things that have happened in the past month?

Well...I started dating Jackie.

Garden Cosmos: How was your day today?

Tiring, so the usual.

Gardenia: Are you happy with where you’re at in your life?

...It could be worse, honestly.

Gladiolus: What is something you hope to do in the next year or two?

...Uh...if my relationship with Karlos and Jack lasts...well...uhm...God, don’t tell them I said that, alright? But...getting married seems...nice...

Glory-of-the-Snow: What are ten things that make you happy/you’re grateful to have in your life?

My friends. They’re great, I don’t know where I’d be without them. Especially Tiff, they do so much for me...don’t tell them I said that, they don’t need any more of an ego boost.

Heliotropium: What helps you calm down when you feel stressed?  

A good book, audiobook or ASMR and a scented candle in an otherwise quiet room usually does the trick.

Hellebore: How do you show affection?

Usually through words, I didn’t get that damn doctorate for nothing.

Hoary Stock: What are you proudest of?

My work, I guess? My writing? Wait, no, I just remembered my longest work of fiction is a crackfic about mythological characters- I take that back.

Hollyhock: Describe your ideal day.

Just having an entire day to myself, no need to do any work, no stress, no deadlines. 

Hyacinth: What do you like to do in your free time?  

I take care of my pets and plants, read books, write.

Hydrangea: How long have you known your best friend? How did you meet them?

Oh man, it’s been a few years now. Uhm, my longest friend in the Foundation is Foster, we met in high school, but like I said we’ve had a bit of a falling out. Then it’s Tiff, I met them when I first joined the Ethics Committee. I met Karlos and Bright a few years later, and I’ve known Han for the least amount of time, but it’s still been years.

Irises: Who can you talk to about (almost) everything?

Uhm...Hm...Probably Tiff or Karlos. Han too, he’s a good listener.

Laceleaf: How many friends do you have?

A few. On top of the previously mentioned ones I’m also quite close to Clef, Kondraki and Light.

Lantanas: What’s the best compliment you’ve ever received?

Literally, any kind of compliment either of the O5-1′s or O5-11 gave me. Do you have any god damn idea how fucking hard it is to impress the Ones? And Ten...well, he’s just really nice and I appreciate him.

Larkspur: What do you think of yourself?

Anyway, next question!

Lavender: What’s your favorite thing about yourself?

I have great fucking puns and if anybody says otherwise, they’re fucking wrong.

Leather Flower: What’s your least favorite thing about yourself?  

Do you want a list?

Lilac: What’s something you liked to do as a child?

Exploring, I guess it never really changed, I like spending time in nature, I just never have the time to.

Lily: Who was your best friend when you were a kid?

........Probably one of my siblings.

Lily of the Incas: What is something you still feel guilty for?

A lot, but let’s not talk about that.

Lily of the Nile: What is something you feel guilty for that you shouldn’t feel guilty about?  

Jesus Christ, what’s with these questions?

Lupine: What does your name mean? Why is that your name?

I had to look it up, and apparently, Jeremiah means “Yahweh will exalt”. I had no idea my name actually had a religious meaning. When I was born I was named after my grandma, and when I was changing my name I decided to kind of keep with the theme and named myself after my grandpa. He doesn’t know, actually, I never came out to them, but I like to think he’d be happy that I named myself after him

Marigold: Where did you grow up? Tell us about it.

Like I said before, in a small rural town on a small farm. Not much to talk about, really, I was a typical kid that grew up on the farm. Always got in trouble and always hurt myself doing stupid shit.

Morning Glory: What was your bedroom like growing up?

I was quite a tomboy and I loved cows, so just imagine a room with walls painted to resemble a pasture with cows on it and cow-themed furniture. Handmade too, by my grandpa and Pa, of course.

Mugworts: What was it like for you as a teenager? Did you enjoy your teenage years?  

I uh...I’d rather not talk about it.

Norwegian Angelica: Tell us about your mom.

Ma was a great woman, she always cared for me and my siblings, she treated me like her own kid straight away. Didn’t even batted an eye. Never made me feel weird or wrong for liking “boy things” like other adults outside of our family. She was quite fiercely protective of me too, quite a mama bear, I must say. A strong woman, could probably suplex a bear.

Onions: Tell about your dad.  

Pa was...well, Pa was just wonderful. He didn’t even hesitate for a second to take me in when his sis and my biological mother died. He was the first person I saw when I woke up at the hospital. He always made sure I was happy and taken care of. He taught me how to hunt and fight and play soccer and football. He was always very loudly supportive of me. I cannot express enough just how much I’m grateful to him and Ma.

Orchid: Tell about your grandparents.

They were very kind, your traditional old couple. I loved granny, but I was always closer to my grandpa. He taught me how to fish, I could always confide in him. He’s a great guy. Granny was wonderful too, I remember I always helped her out in her garden, she’d always scare me with potato bastards- I mean potato beetles, sorry, old habit- I fucking hate these motherfuckers. I love all animals, except for these ones. Potato bastards can suck a dick.

Pansy: What was your most memorable birthday? What made it be so memorable?

[Heavy sigh] My 4th birthday, my older brothers decided it’d be a fun idea to pick every potato beetle they could find from granny’s garden and throw them at me as a “birthday present”...........You know, I think I just realised why I hate these beetles so much.

Peony: What was your first job?

My first official job was in the Foundation, they hired me right when I finished college to help contain one anomaly, then I just stuck around and worked in Human Resources. I don’t think working small chores in our neighbours’ farms for some pocket change counted as a job.

Petunia: If you’re in a relationship, how did you meet your partner(s)? If you’re not in a relationship, how did you meet your crush/how do you hope to meet your future partner(s), if you want any?

I met North when he started working as a junior researcher in the same Site as me. Bright, I knew for longer for uh...obvious reasons, but I first met him in person during a disciplinary meeting. I also worked as an Ethics Committee Liaison in Site-19. You can imagine our relationship wasn’t the best at first.

Pincushion: How do you deal with pain?

Die.

Pink: Where is home?

Well, that sure is a deep fucking question. At this point...I don’t know, honestly.

Plantain Lilies: If you could go back in time, what is one thing you would stop/change?

...It’s...let’s not talk about that.

Prairie Gentian: Who is someone you look up to? Describe them.

No way in hell I’m telling you, he could read this blog.

Primrose: Describe your ideal life.

Living in a cottage in the forest or mountains as a fairly famous writer, with a spouse and a few kids.

Rhodendron: What is something you used to believe in as a child?

Soulmates. Then I grew a brain.

Ricinus: Who’s the most important in your life?

...So anyways.

Rose: What’s your favorite sound?

Uh, so you know how I listen to ASMR? Probably tapping.

Rosemallows: What’s your favorite memory?

Any kind of holiday with my family, we’d always get together and celebrate.

Sage: What’s your least favorite memory?

Let’s not talk about that!

Snapdragon: At this moment, what do you want?  

...Hm...Well, I am kind of hungry, I guess after this I should go eat something.

St. John’s Wort: Is it easy or difficult for you to express how you feel about things?

I think I’m kind of...intermediate on that scale. Generally, it’s easy for me unless it’s something very personal.

Sunflower: What is something you don’t want to imagine life without?

...yeah, another question I’m skipping.

Sweet Pea: How much sleep did you get last night?

Not a lot, I’m quite tired today.

Tickseed: What’s your main reason to get up every morning?

Work, I guess? Mostly just routine.

Touch-Me-Not: How do you feel about your current job?

Fucking stressful and exhausting, but it could be worse. That’s talking about my chairman position. But my work on Project X? I like it, one of the more pleasant jobs I had at the Foundation.

Transvaal Daisy: What’s your favorite item of clothing?

...Yeah, just take a guess.

Tropical White Morning Glory: Describe your aesthetic.  

Cozy, dark and gold.

Tulip: What would be the best present to get you?

...That’s a bit personal, actually.

Vervain: What’s stressing you out most right now?

The sheer amount of these questions, Jesus fucking Christ.

Wisteria: How many books have you read in the past few months? What were they called?

Unfortunately, I don’t have time for books lately, I did listen to a few audiobooks though. Also, I’m planning to revisit the Warrior Cats books because nostalgia and I need to know what the fuck is happening with these cats lately.

Wolf’s Bane: Where do you want to be in life this time next year?

Hopefully not dead.

Zinnia: Give a random fact about yourself.

Uhhh...hm...I’m petty, but you probably knew that already.

#asks #cimm.txt #ask game #ooc: ill get to the rest later this shit drained me horribly and i need a break

[sunshine-and-bumblebee]

Good Time

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

Summary: You’re at a bar with your friend and you meet this cute stranger. One thing leads to another and you end up at his Loft in downtown Boston.

Word Count: 1799

Warnings: a whole lot of smut so please don’t read unless you are over 18

You and your best friend are at bar in downtown Boston, having the time of your lives. You are wearing the hottest little number in your closet, a lacy red dress with black high heels. You’ve had a couple of drinks and far too many tequila shots, but you’re still steady. You’re on the dance floor with your friend just dancing the night away and you make direct eye contact with the most handsome man you have ever seen.

You make eyes at him, smile and look away and continue to dance. “ I think I just seen the love of my life”, you scream to your friend over the loud music.

Next thing you know he is walking towards you with the most powerful strut you have ever seen, like he knows he is hot shit and you find that so attractive.

You are still moving your hips to the song and he is now matching your movement. You’re doing little sexy turns and really feeling the music; you hear a voice in your ear saying “if I pulled you closer, would you mind?” And you shake your head no with a flirty smile.

Now, you are swaying your hips, basically molded to this sexy man in the bar, his arms are wrapped around your torso as your dancing to the music. Things start to get spicy between the two of you as you feel the beat. You can’t help but grind on him and really get into the music, but honestly you don’t think he minds at all.

You are singing at the top of your lungs and you notice that he is singing it too, in that moment you knew he was the man for you.

You both dance to a couple more songs before he asks you if you want to get out of there, you say yes, tell your friend that you are leaving and you will tell her everything that happens.

“Yes girl, go have a great time”, your friend says with a wink.

You and the handsome man are walking in downtown Boston, and you realize you don’t even know his name. You tell him your name and he tells you his.

“Chris, Chris Evans.”

“Well it is nice to meet you Chris.”, you laugh.

“I don’t want to be too forward but would you like to maybe come over to my place for a night cap.”

You laugh and say, “ I’d love too”.

And in the back of your mind, you’re thinking about how this is the same man who you were grinding up against in a bar without even knowing his name, but he is also such a gentleman and you really admire that about him.

The Uber drops you off at his place, he takes your hand and leads you up to his loft. When he opens the door, you are stunned at how nice his place is, “holy shit, this is amazing”. While you are looking around in shock, he heads to the bar that is stocked with all types of liquor.

“What do you want to drink?”, he asks you from across the room.

“Do you have any whiskey? Chivas?”

“I do. Is Ultis okay? ”

“Of course it is, that’s my favorite! On the rocks, please”

He brings your drink over to the couch where you are seated and cheers your drinks.

“To a great night and to meeting a beautiful lady”, he says. “To meeting a handsome man & having the best night ever.” You clink glasses, take a sip and smile at either other.

You’re not used to going home with random men from bars, but Chris felt different. You felt safe with him and he seemed to be a very respectful gentleman. You wanted to kiss him so bad but you weren't sure if you should; you’re a little drunk and couldn’t really read the situation. Obviously you wanted to get to know him better and clearly he wanted to do the same or he wouldn’t have invited you over to his place for a drink.

He could tell something was going on, “what are you thinking about?” When you are nervous you talk fast which resulted in word vomit, “I really want to kiss you but I’m nervous. I can’t really read the situation and obviously you like me or at least I hope you do and-”, before you can even finish what you were rambling on about he kisses you. And boy was it the most amazing kiss you have ever had. You kiss back and a smile forms on your lips. You part ways but that short kiss was not nearly enough to satisfy you. You grab his face with your hands and kiss him, more passionately this time, open mouth kisses and you lick the inside of his mouth. He puts his hands on your waist and pulls himself in closer. When you go to pull away you bite his bottom lip and give it a light tug.

In the moment you knew what you wanted, what you needed. You go in like you are going to kiss him again, but you go for his ear instead. You whisper in your most seductive voice, “so are you going to fuck me or not?”, then nibble on his ear. You can tell that he was a little worked up after what just happened. His cheeks begin to turn rosy pink.

You stand up and kick off your black heels, you start to walk to his bedroom. You can feel his eyes on you, so you strut your stuff and shake your ass a little more. And in no hesitation he is following you to his room, he’s removing his belt and untucking his shirt on the way. He’s not wasting no more time. You’re sitting on the edge of his bed, when he comes in the room. You pat the bed to signal him to come sit and you can tell he is already hard in those tight pants of his. As he sits down you stand up and slide your bare leg in between his thighs. You bend down to give him a quick kiss on the lips and say “I’ll be right back”.

You go into the bathroom that is attached to his room and slither out of your lacy red dress. You open the bathroom door to find Chris laying on his bed with his shirt unbuttoned and his tight pants open and you could see that he was hard. Chris looks over at you and his eyes go wide. You are standing in the doorway with only your lacy black bra and panties on. The only thing that escapes his mouth is “damn” in a moan. You wink at him and he smiles. You slowly walk over to the bed and climb on top of him and passionately kiss him. You kiss his lips, ear, neck and then venture down his chest leaving kisses like breadcrumbs all down his body, you can feel his breathing getting heavier. You know that he is enjoy this so you take it one step further to something you know will drive him crazy.

You have wandering fingers, so you tease the waistline of his underwear and kiss where it lays upon his skin. You remove his pants one pant leg at a time just to make him wait for it. He moans out in anticipation for what is about to happen and that just makes you want to go even slower. His pants are off and you climb back on top of him. You tease his waistline a little more until you are satisfied with the amount of teasing you have put him through, you pull his cock out and start to stroke it. He moans in pleasure the second you begin and this is just the beginning. When you’re ready, you put your mouth around him and start to suck, moving your head up and down. He moans, but that’s no big surprise and taps your jaw as a way to signal that he is about to come. You tell him “not yet” and wipe your mouth. He pulls you up gentle with his hands on your cheeks and open mouth kisses you.

You make out for a little and he begins to get a little handsy. You whisper in his ear, “don’t be a tease and just fuck me already”. He suddenly became very eager and flipped you over on to your back in one fluid motion. Impressive. You say, “woah” and giggle. “Now it is your turn”, he says with suggestive eyes. He trails kisses down your body and you can feel yourself getting wetter the closer to your panties he gets. In return he teases you the same way you did him and he fiddles with your waistline. Your panties are being removed with the softest touch and so delicately. He throws them over his shoulder and gets in to position. He kisses the inside of your thighs and kisses all the way to your folds. He starts to suck on your clit and your eyes roll back with a moan released from your lips. You’re breathing increases the longer he is down there and you know you could come at any point. You pull his hair to make him come back up to eye level with you. You say “fuck me please, Chris”, and that’s exactly what he plans to do. He lines himself up with your opening and starts to push his way in one thrust at a time.

“Oh baby, you feel so good”, he says.

“You’re not too bad yourself, you smirk.

His tempo speeds up and you know for sure that you are leaving scratch marks on his back. You moan and he echos back. He lets out a deep breath with a groan and you know exactly what has happened.

“Damn baby, was I that good?”, you ask.

“You sure were. Did you yet?”

“I was close. Maybe you could finish what you started?”, pointing down there.

“Sure thing, baby girl”

He heads back down and inserts two fingers into you. After a few in and out and circling your clit with his thumb, he curls his fingers up and it was game over. “I’m gonna-”, you begin to say. “Let it out”, he replies and you do. He crawls back up next to you and pulls you in close. You wish you could stay like this forever. The two of you are cuddled up in bed, “I hope you had a good visit because I know you had a good time”. You laugh, “did you seriously just say that?! I’m pretty sure you had a good time also, Christopher. You both laugh.

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[entamewitchlulu]

This is totally a random person randomly asking you about the otp meme w ReoMabu #'s 1-50 👀🔎

gee i wonder who this could possibly be s;lkdfjasfdasjlfa i’ll do all the ones you didn’t ask me last time XD

2. Who is the big spoon/ Who is the little spoon?

Reo is the big spoon, Mabu is the little spoon

3. Who hogs the cover/ Who loves to cuddle?

Reo is BOTH, Mabu likes the cuddles but brings his own blanket to bed for when Reo inevitably steals the whole comforter in his sleep

5. Who usually has nightmares?

ok for recent preview reasons i’m going to say it’s actually Mabu, because he doesn’t actually remember most of the shit that’s happened to him consciously and all of it kind of bubbles up in half-remembered nightmares.  Reo has some bad dreams too tho about what he’s seen happen to Mabu

7. Who sweats the small stuff?

OH MABU FOR SURE

8. Who sleeps in their underwear (or naked)/ Who sleeps in their pajamas?

they both sleep in tshirts and boxers but generally if you give Mabu any excuse to be naked he WILL be naked

9. Who makes the coffee (or tea)?

Mostly Mabu!  But on the rare occasions Reo manages to get up first he’ll start brewing it

10. Who likes sweet/ Who likes sour?

They both have ridiculous sweet tooths lol

11. Who likes horror movies/ Who likes romance movies?

Mabu likes romance movies, Reo likes horror – and they both HATE the other genre with a burning passion so movie nights are a pain in the ass dklj;faf

12. Who is smol/ Who is tol?

They are both tol tbh but Reo is a little toler

13. Who is considered the scaredy cat?

Neither of them really spook easily but Mabu freaks out about spiders and Reo freaks out about ghosts

14. Who kills the spiders?

Reo puts them in a cup to take them outside before Mabu can smush them with a broom in a panic.  Reo keeps trying to tell Mabu that they’re not that dangerous and LOOK they’re actually CUTE and Mabu just yells to get it OUT OF THE HOUSE

15. Who is scared of the dark?

Neither of them are particularly scared of the dark though on bad bad days Mabu can get pretty anxious

16. Who is scared of thunderstorms?

Neither of them, they both like the rain

17. Who works/ Who stays at home?

They’re both working men lol, they live in their police box

18. Who is a cat person/ Who is a dog person?

ok canonically, Reo adores cats but they do not like him.  headcanonically, dogs ADORE Reo.  Mabu is absolutely a cat person

19. Who loves to call the other one cute names?

Reo is better at nicknames, whenever Mabu tries he gets very, very flustered and trips over his words and Reo just has to give him a kiss because he’s so damn cute

20. Who is dominant/ Who is submissive?

ok. controversial opinion but. they are…both bottoms.

21. Who has an obsession (over anything)?

Mabu has his obsession with cooking and recreating flavors~

22. Who goes all out for Valentine’s Day?

MABU….he cooks SO MUCH FOOD

24. Who is the talker/ Who is the listener? 

Reo tends to chatter more often esp while Mabu is cooking

25. Who wears the other ones clothes?

Reo is always stealing Mabu’s sweaters

26. Who likes to eat healthy/ Who loves junk food?

Reo would eat nothing but ramen if allowed, luckily, Mabu is good at cooking balanced meals

28. Who is the book worm?

Reo!  Mabu really only reads cookbooks lol

29. Who is the better cook?

MABU, but Reo isn’t too bad himself~

30. Who likes long walks on the beach?

It’s more of Mabu’s thing, but Reo loves to join him

31. Who is more affectionate?

Reo is more physically affectionate, but Mabu is more verbally affectionate

33. Who would wear “not guilty” t-shirt/ Who would wear “sin” t-shirt?

Mabu wears the not guilty t-shirt and Reo wears the sin t-shirt ;lksajdfa

34. Who would wear “if lost return to…” t-shirt/ Who would wear “I am…” t-shirt?

Mabu can sometimes get distracted by things and wander off so he wears the “if lost return to Reo” shirt and Reo’s got the “i’m Reo” shirt lol

35. Who goes overboard on the holidays?

Mabu goes overboard with cooking seasonal and holiday dishes, but Reo goes overboard with decorating

36. Who is the social media addict?

Reo likes to make more posts, Mabu tends to think of it more like a job and posts specific things or posts to talk to Reo specifically

37. Height difference or age difference?

neither, really?? I don’t know their ages but I think they’re probably about the same, and they’re about the same height too

39. Who buys cereal for the prize inside?

Oh absolutely Reo

40. Who is the fun parent/ Who is the responsible parent?

Reo is the fun parent and Mabu is the responsible one dsljf;afa….but at the same time if Sara ever wants anything all she has to do is make puppy dog eyes at Mabu and he gives in

41. Who cries during sad movies? 

Reo absolutely

42. Who is the neat freak?

Mabu, absolutely.  Reo leaves his laundry everywhere lskdjfa

43. Who wins the stuffed animals at the carnival for the other one?

REO.  Mabu will never admit he wanted the stuffed animal but when Reo gets it easily and gives it to him he’s like “….ok fine I guess I want it….” -smushes face into it-

44. Who is active/ Who is lazy?

Honestly, they’re both kind of both dljfasl;f…they keep in shape, but both of them would be fine with having a long lazy day of doing nothing

45. Who is more likely to get drunk?

Mabu, because he’s a lightweight and gets tipsey from a single drink

46. Who has the longer food order?

Mabu, because he wants to try a lot of things so he can make them later.  Reo tends to eat the same things he knows he likes

48. Who loses stuff?

Oh, Reo, all the time ;lskjdfa.  Mabu knows exactly where everything is all the time.

49. Who is the driver/ Who is the passenger?

actually my headcanon is that neither of them actually have their license cause like…they don’t need one.  They live in a city with good public transit and they work in a confined prefecture that doesn’t really require them to drive anywhere, plus they can’t really leave their post for longer than a day or two so they don’t go on many trips.

Thank you for the ask, mysterious stranger XD

#otp: don't let go of your desires #reomabu #sarazanmai #meme response #lulu answers #anonymous

[ellana-ravenwood]

Making him work for it - Bruce Wayne x Reader

Sorry sorry sorry, I said I would write a story with Logan and Deadpool, but this mini-fic idea just kinda...came to my mind and I had to write it. The fic with Wolvy will come soon, it’s just...I had to write that first, hope you understand. Also hope you’ll like it, as usual, feedbacks are more than welcomed : 

There’s references to other stories in that one, and here are said stories : The first time he saw you and “Did that miscreant hurt you mother ?”

You can find my masterlist here : @ella-ravenwood-archives

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It was very rare for him to be the first one to open his eyes...And yet, here you were, in his arms, still deeply asleep, while he was wide awake. 

He always liked to wake up first, though it almost never happened. 

Every night, you went to bed at the same time (so, very late...or very early in the morning, depends of the vision of things you  have, and though you were less exhausted as you didn’t fight but “only” monitored the Batcomputer). But it always seemed like you knew when he was about to wake up, and woke up just a few seconds earlier. In any case, your eyes were more often than not already open when he stirred out of his sleep.

It was always a bit of a disappointment when he discovered you already awoken. Because then, he couldn’t see you wake up, couldn’t see the cute face you made as you opened your eyes, and the small sigh you’d make, cuddling more against him...

Yes. It happened rarely that he would be awake before you, but when it happened...Oh when it happened he surely enjoyed it very much. 

It allowed him to observe you while you slept...Your face was always so angelic in your sleep, even if you were disheveled and were drooling. Even if you were too lazy the night before to take your make up off, and you looked like a damn panda.

He always thought you were just...So damn beautiful. And when you slept ? It just made him want to hold you forever and protect you above anything else. 

He knew you didn’t particularly need protection but as you were in a deep slumber...Well, he’d shield you from anything really. 

He promised you that years ago, that he would always be there for you. 

And man did you NOT believe him at first. 

The least Bruce could say is that you didn’t make things easy for him. 

You really made him work for your heart. 

Oh but he understood. He always understood...

And you were worth it. So worth it. Proof right now. Simply holding you in his arms while you slept filled him with such happiness...

He was so SO glad he didn’t give up, all those years ago, when it seemed like you were decided to test his patience. 

************

The day after you just met : 

Yesterday, you held your first charity ever, using your somewhat newfound fame to do good. 

A few months ago, you released your first book and to your great surprise, it was an instant hit, launching you in front of the scene...And you hated it. 

Being famous really didn’t go well with your anxiety. But it did had a few advantages...Namely : being able to convince rich fucks to give money to a cause that was important to you. 

And so you did. 

You worked so much on creating a decent event for what you believed in (easier access to books for disadvantaged people, for people too poor to even pay for a library license, and man there were a lot of them in Gotham). 

The success of said event blew your mind away. You made ten times the money you hoped to make...And it was all thanks to one guy. 

As a joke, you and a few friends who were helping you getting the charity on, send an invitation to Bruce fucking Wayne, the richest man in Gotham, knowing that he was probably too busy to go to some obscure charity happening in one of the worst neighborhood in town. 

And yet, by some miracle...He came (you wouldn’t know for years, but Bruce was a huge fanboy of yours. He really REALLY loved your books, which is the first reason he came). With a bunch of his extremely rich and posh friends. They all gave a lot of money for your little project and...wow. 

That guy had a lot of influence. 

And the media coverage that came with his presence was insanely good for it. The people you cared about, the one that Gotham City always seemed to forget...will have access to a great library in their neighborhood FOR FREE, thanks to that man. 

Thanks to Bruce Wayne. 

He was truly incredible.

Though...Ugh. Damn. You couldn’t believe you gave him your number. 

Everything happened in the heat of the moment...He gave a huge check to your charity, you met right after the speech you were forced to give (fuck all your friends for making you do this) so you were still a bit edgy, you had a bit too many flute of shitty champagne and you just kinda...Gave him your number. 

Against your best judgement. 

And now, you were staring at your phone, wondering wether you should answer or not, knowing damn well who it was. 

You were afraid you’d get carried away again and just...give him what he wanted. Falling for his obviously false niceness and tell him...Tell him...

Tell him sure, you’ll go out with him (if he was calling for that...but for what else would he call ? For what else would he ask your number ? He did say you were “quite a woman” and asked you for it with rosy cheeks, which was a bit weird on a man as charming and confident as him, he even said “would you be up for dinner sometimes ? Can I have your number so I can invite you ?” and...Oh my God, what if he asked for something else entirely, what if he was just drunk or something, and you were just completely crazy to think he’d even remotely be interested in you ?! SO EMBARASSING !). 

Oh but this was ridiculous ! Why were you so afraid ?! 

You just had to pick the phone up and say : “sorry, no thanks, I’m busy” (assuming he was calling to ask you out...But like, it was barely eleven am, the event was yesterday and in fact finished barely a few hours earlier...So why else would he call ?!). 

As you were finally gathering up the courage to pick up, the ringtone stopped. 

You had waited too long...But oh, he’ll call back if he’s genuinely interested ! And then you’ll tell him that you aren’t ! Because you’re really totally not interested in Bruce Wayne. Tt. 

But if you were planning to reject him...then why were you so mad, disappointed and sad when, four hours later, he still didn’t call back ?! 

Tt. You knew it. He wasn’t serious. He was just playi...Pa-Ching.

The alert signaling you you just received a text message startled you, and after jumping a bit in the air, you took hold of your cellphone (and damn it was just so embarrassing how much you were shaking with excitement...)

“One Text Message”. 

You took a deep breath and opened it : 

“Hello (Y/N), it’s Bruce. Wayne. Bruce Wayne. We met yesterday and exchanged number, remember ? I sure hope you do or this is going to be embarassing. I’m sorry I called earlier, you did tell me yesterday that today would be your writing day, and that you didn’t like to be disturbed while writing. You also mentioned hating talking through phones and I’m realizing, as I am typing that, that I am still bothering you but I was hoping a text would be less intrusive on your writing time...Ok so here’s to the heart of the subject : are you available tonight ? For dinner ? Sorry for the short notice but I have unexpected free time. I’m also sorry I just wrote you a novel right there, I must have re-wrote that message about ten times to find the right words, but I’m afraid I’m not as talented a writer as you are. It seems that even via text you are making me nervous. Hope to hear from you soon, after you’re done writing of course. Sorry again, Bruce”. 

What ? 

You’re making him nervous ? 

...Why ? 

He didn’t seem that nervous yesterday (though he was, and it was the first time a woman made him sweat with nervousness like that)...

And he remembered you said it was your writing day ? 

You were so sure he barely paid attention to what you were saying, just being polite and acting like he was (something he did with everyone else in his fake friends entourage...but you, you he truly listened to).

He was sorry he bothered you ?

He even recalled the fact that you hate talking through phones ? 

He...re-wrote that text ten times ? 

YOU WERE MAKING HIM NERVOUS ?!

WHAT ?!

Your hands type your answer before you can think :

“Ok”. 

You simply write. And you facepalm yourself as soon as you send it, already regretting that you...Pa-ching. 

His next message arrives almost instantly. 

As if he was eagerly waiting with his phones in his hand, eyes fixed on it (he was...and during an important Wayne Inc meeting at that). 

But a busy man like him could probably not afford wasting time waiting for a text message from a random woman...It’s true. He couldn’t. And yet, he did. 

“Great ! I’ll pick you up at 8 pm. Can’t wait <3. Good luck with your writing, sorry again”. 

Was it customary for a man like Bruce Wayne to apologies that much ? ...

And oh...oh this was dangerous...Why were you feeling so hot and fuzzy just because you were going to have dinner with him ? Just because of that little stupid “<3″ and his so called excitation ? 

Him. Bruce Wayne. 

Most eligible bachelor in Gotham City. 

Known womanizer, a real playboy. 

Exactly what you didn’t need in your life, another man who played games and that was bound to break your heart. 

You promised yourself to be careful with men, after your ex cheated on you and was just a toxic person to be around in general...So why were you going out with Bruce Wayne ?! 

The man who had a different girl at his arm every time he appeared publicly ?!

You were such an idiot, it almost made you want to cry...

Oh but if only you knew that right now, in the center of town, said Bruce Wayne couldn’t focus on a very important meeting because of you. 

Because he kept thinking about you. 

That smile that he printed in his brain last night. 

Your sassiness that was so refreshing. 

The way you were so unimpressed with him and how when he introduced himself as “Bruce Wayne”, instead of the usual “shocked and then wow” reaction, you just said : “Good for you” and looked the other way. 

He couldn’t focus because he kept thinking about the texts he send you. 

He was sure he had bothered you during your writing (even though you barely wrote, waiting for another call from him...you didn’t even notice you kept glancing at your phone whenever you tried to write, because why would you ? You didn’t care about him, right ?!). 

And he couldn’t believe he ended his last message with a “can’t wait <3″...what, was he a fifteen year old teenage boy all of a sudden ?! 

God he made such a fool of himself ! By text ! A feat he thought impossible..

How was it going to be live ? 

Well, it couldn’t be worst than the night before, when he first met you and kept blabbering nonsense and getting stuck on his words...

Why were you making him feel that way ?! So nervous and un-charming and as if he was a little boy meeting his idol ?! 

And oh you were so oblivious to the effect you had on him. As if you were just so sure he couldn’t be interested in you (and you were). 

No one ever made him feel like that. Not even Selina.  

It was so...weird. 

And that evening, as he went home and proceeded to go through his dressing trying to find the right clothes to wear...Alfred couldn’t believe his eyes. 

He never saw his master react that way. And that day, he just knew the woman he was going to meet would change his life forever. 

(Y/N) he said you were called. What a beautiful name. 

************

It was a disaster. 

Of course Bruce Wayne would take you to the fanciest restaurant in Gotham.

And you felt utterly uncomfortable. 

You’d been only since less than half an hour in the restaurant and you already wanted to run away. Far far away. 

You were incredibly underdressed (though Bruce thought you were the most beautiful woman he ever saw), you wore almost no make-up, everyone was looking at you...You were on the verge of an anxiety attack. 

And of course he didn’t notice anything. He was just trying to impress you with all his damn money and...

-We can go, if you want. 

His words take you by surprise, and you jump a bit, startle. You were looking at all the cutleries, panicking a bit about what’s the use of all that, when he spoke. 

He was looking at you...worryingly ? Like was that worry you could discern in his eyes ? But why would he be worried about you ? 

In the most un-charming way ever, you looked at him dumbly and said : 

-...Ugh ?

Yeah. Great (Y/N), so eloquent. You could have facepalmed yourself if he just looked the other way...but no. His eyes were fixed on you. He continues : 

-If you want, and only if you want, we can...leave. Go elsewhere. 

-What ? 

Oh man, it felt as if his mere presence drained all your brain cells today...

-You’re clearly...uneasy. I’m sorry I chose this place, I realize now it’s a bit too much. Classy and overly posh. 

You narrow your eyes at him and say : 

-Are you saying I’m not classy, or not good enough for that place ? 

Bruce raises his hand in a defensive manner and shakes his head with way too much energy before saying : 

-No no, no of course not ! I’m not saying this at all, I’m just...hum...I...

Why couldn’t he find his words when you were there ? Why couldn’t he just tell you that he realized he had been an ass by bringing you in a place that was clearly making you uncomfortable ? He felt like his head was going to explode...

-Well I hope so. Because it really feels like you are. You know Mr. Wayne, it’s not because I’m not as rich as you that I’m less worthy or something. 

You know you’re being unfair and that you’re overreacting a bit but...you can’t help it. And maybe it’s because you like him a bit too much that you’re trying to push him like that. Acting like an asshole would shield you from any pain...

Bruce blabbers nonsense in return to your diatribe and...it’s kind of cute. 

Could it be that he’s genuinely sorry or something ? 

No. It’s probably all an act. Someone like Bruce Wayne can’t really care about a random girl like you. He could have anyone he wants, why would he go through the trouble of being so attentionate ? 

You look at him severely, arms crossed, pondering wether you should leave or not, save yourself a world of misery right now and...he stops talking.

He takes a deep breath and says : 

-I’m sorry (Y/N). It was inconsiderate of me to bring you in a place where you can’t be yourself. Or rather, where you feel like you can’t be, because let me tell you, I would love nothing more but for you to throw some sarcastic comments their way -he shows a group of extremely posh old women who look at you judgingly- And it was untactful of me to say things...like I said them. Please, forgive me. 

You raise an eyebrow in surprise. You were surely not expecting this. Wow. 

Your guard falls down a bit and it scares the hell out of you. You shake your head, about to say you probably should go, but he’s quicker :

-Please, give me another chance. Let’s get out of here and...do what you want. 

All you can muster is a weak : 

-Why ? ...

And his answer makes you feel like you’re definitely screwed : 

-Because I want you to have a good time. It’s important that you do...

Oh damn. If he keeps up with his fake interest, you’re really going to fall for him...It’s really dangerous. And yet, you nod, and you take his hand and follow him out of the restaurant. 

************

He’s overdressed. 

But he doesn’t care, because it seems like you’re finally relaxed. It’s all he ever wanted. 

You’re in a cheap and dirty diner, eating horrible food, and the conversation just flows freely between you two, even if you’re still a bit on edge.

It’s so natural though. As if you were friends since years. And for a moment, you forget your suspicions and just enjoy your time with him. 

But the fun is soon cut short by your worst nightmare...Paparazzi.  

And a question one of them throws yours and Bruce’s way :

-Mr. Wayne, who is the lady ? A foreign actress ? A ballet dancer ? The daughter of someone important ? Who is she ?! 

Your books might be famous, but your face isn’t (at least for now). And those questions suddenly make you feel hyper aware of who you are with...

Bruce Wayne. 

The man who only dated famous people. The most beautiful women from around the world. And why would he go out with you ? 

Suddenly, awful goosebumps run through your body. 

You can’t believe you were so damn stupid. 

You can’t believe you bought his “nice guys” outlook, and the way he seemed genuinely interested in everything you were saying. 

You can’t believe you fell in his trap...This was all a publicity stunt. 

Of course. Taking out a nobody from the Narrows, from the poorest district in the city...It would make him look really good. 

Was it a coincidence that not too long ago, some allegations about his father’s involvement in Gotham’s mafia surfaced ? And now he was pity dating a poor girl (even though the success of your book made you quite rich, you still identified as someone from the Narrows) ? 

Even now, as he tries to shield you from the cameras (not doing a great job by the way), and doesnt answer them...Damn it’s so obvious ! 

You’re just a publicity stunt ! 

-I can’t believe I was such an idiot...

You murmur to yourself, and he turns to you saying :

-Excuse me ?

You stand up abruptly, and tell him : 

-I’m not going to just sit there and serve your hidden agenda, “Mr. Wayne”. Go fuck yourself. Good bye. 

Bruce is completely stunned by your words, and just look dumbly as you leave...The Hell just happened ? Everything was going so smoothly ? Until...Oh. The paparazzi. It must have scared you away..But what was that about a hidden agenda ? 

Bruce was confused. A bit lost and...what was this pinch of pain he felt in his heart, as he saw you leave the diner angrily ? 

What did he do ? 

The next day, pictures of him looking absolutely clueless would riddle the papers of the city, with the caption  “The woman who stood Bruce Wayne up”. 

************

You ignore his calls but the least you could say is...The man was insistent. You listened to all his voice messages and...You stopped after the third one. Because the way he worded things made you want to call him back, but you knew he was just playing again. 

He was just enjoying the chase. Once he’d get you, he’d go to another woman.

For two days in a row though, he kept calling you over and over again (so much so that Lucious Fox, at Wayne Inc, kinda got worried..what was going on with Mr. Wayne ? Why was he so...unfocused and glued to his phone ?) , until you snapped and finally answer : 

-WHAT ?! 

There’s a little silence, as if he wasn’t expecting you to answer (and he wasn’t) before he finally says : 

-Oh. Hi. Hum...

Another silence. He rehearsed what he’d tell you so much but...now, yet again, he found himself speechless. Oh he longed to hear your voice...AND IT ONLY HAD BEEN TWO DAYS ! 

-Listen, if you’re calling for nothing, just don’t. I’m busy, I’ve got a deadline to meet so...

Your words act like an electroshock on him and he says hurriedly : 

-I think there has been a misunderstanding between the two of us ! 

-Oh you think ? Probably yes. I thought we were going on a date, but you just used me to look good ! 

-So that’s what this is about. I figured that much when you bolted calling me an asshole...

-As a matter of fact, I didn’t call you an asshole. I told you to go fuck yourself. 

He chuckles at the end of the line and...it makes your heart miss a beat. What a cute laugh...You shake your head. No. You can’t fall in his trap again. You’re about to tell him to go pleasure himself once more but he’s faster : 

-There is the misunderstanding. May I know why you think I am...”using you” ? 

You’re angry. Because he’s clearly mocking you right now, and so you tell him what you think and when you’re done, you’re a bit out of breath, beyond annoyed. 

His voice sounds serious now, as he says : 

-With all due respect...you’re wrong. If I wanted to “look good” I would have gone to a charity, instead of taking you out. Or I wouldn’t have followed you to that unknown diner and stayed at the fancy restaurant. There is bigger things I could have done. Most definitely. And I hope I don’t offend you by saying this. The truth is I...I genuinely wanted to spend time with you. My mistake if I made you feel...unwanted or something. I’m not always very good socially...

Eh ? That was a first, Bruce Wayne not being good socially...He continues : 

-I’m sorry if it looked like I didn’t care about what you said. I really did. I really do. I’m sorry about the paparazzi and if I made you think in any way you were just...a mean for me to look good. 

You’re starting to feel stupid. Because now that you’re thinking about it, it doesn’t really make sense that he would use you like this indeed...But you still can’t believe he genuinely wants to get to know you. 

His next words kind of lost themselves as you’re thinking about everything. Maybe you weren’t a publicity stunt but...you still think that he’s chasing after you only because you’re not impressed with him, only because you make it look like you don’t care...

-So what do you think. Give me yet another chance ? I promise I’ll...fix things. I’m going to show you that I’m not using you. I’m going to prove to you that I...I’m...that I like you and...

-That’s ridiculous Bruce, you don’t know me. We met like, four days ago.

You can’t help but cut his speech off, as you pay attention to what he says once again. He “likes you” ? Tt. Suuuure. 

Bruce take a deep breath a bit away from the phone, but you can still heart it. He continues : 

-Yes I know. But I want to know more about you. And even if we met four days ago indeed, I...I’m...I don’t know how to say it. And that’s the thing. I’ve never been speechless with women. I always knew what to say to have them. 

-Wooow, definitely convincing me right there Bruce. “To have them”. What a gentleman. 

-That’s not what I meant I...my point is with you...I don’t...You’re giving me a headache. 

-Wow, easy on the compliments tiger ! 

-No but it is a compliment (Y/N) ! It’s a good kind of headache ! 

-If you keep going Bruce, I’ll give you a not so good kind of kick in the nuts. 

-Here ! This ! Exactly that ! This is why I like you ! This is why you give me a headache ! Because I have to be myself with you, I can’t be fake because you call my bluff instantly and...it’s great. It’s great to be me. I...Hum...

There’s a silent, that you do not break because...you’re kind of curious what he’ll say. The thing about him being himself with you hit you more than you thought it would. He says : 

-You...You couldn’t kick me in the nuts anyway. 

You’re a bit taken aback by that, like, what ? He was doing so well...But you can’t say anything as he continues : 

-Or you could but...For that we’d need to go on another date. 

Oh. Smooth motherfucker. You catch yourself smiling slightly at how he turned the table around...But you don’t answer. Let him marinate a little bit. It works as he says : 

-I mean, if you want to. I would understand if you’re not interested. And I’m sorry I’m holding you on the phone so much even though you hate talking through it and...I mean yes, if you want, we could go out again. Where you want. I can wear something to hide who I am. 

-I thought I made you feel like you could be yourself. 

-Yes, no, I meant, to hide my identity so we’re left alone !

Oh. He knows you’re the one playing with him right now, making him work to get this date, stumbling on his words and trying so damn hard to say the right things...It’s the first time in his life he has to convince a woman to go out with him. He blabbers some more when you finally decide to end his suffering by saying : 

-Well, I mean, I’m really busy (it’s not true) so...I guess I’ll tell you when I’m free ?

-Oh. Yes, yes of course ! Anything you want ! I mean I’m busy too but...I’m sure we can figure something out. What are you doing next Saturday ? 

-I just told you I’ll tell you when I’m free, Bruce. 

-Oh, right. Yes. Ok. Hum...You can text me or...call me. This is my personal number so, you’ll always have me and not my secretary and...yes. Ok. 

You don’t answer, and he says :

-So...Waiting for you ? 

You hung up. 

You don’t feel proud to toy with him a bit like that but...you can’t help but think that Bruce Wayne needs to be tossed around a bit. He sounds like a man who always has his ways, so it’s quite satisfactory to be the one in charge on that matter. 

If he truly wants to be with you, which you highly doubt, he’ll endure it. 

In your head, you start to foment a plan to truly test his commitment. To make sure he’s serious and not just fooling around and such. 

And so your testing starts...And it starts with you not giving him any news for a week and a half. When you finally do, it’s with a short text that reads : 

”Gotham piers. 9 pm (busy before). Tomorrow. You in ?”

And his incredibly quick reply : 

“Yes, perfect. I’ll be there.”

************

Bruce had been waiting for days for you to contact him. He was starting to think he should just call you again when he received your cold text...Damn you.

If it was any other women, someone he didn’t really care about, he wouldn’t even reply. A few girls in the past, tried to make him wait...only to discover that he was already pass them. 

He was Bruce Wayne. He was getting girls only for his playboy cover. He had no time to waste with players. And yet...yet with you. 

He’s the one that fell in your trap. But he couldn’t blame you. 

He wasn’t the greatest detective in the World for nothing. He knew why you were doing what you were doing. You didn’t trust him. 

Why would you ? You didn’t know him and he had a terrible reputation with women. The simple fact that he would forget one just because she made him wait was enough for you to be wary of him. 

But with you...he really wasn’t playing. He was ready to put some effort in wooing you. And he didn’t understand why ! 

At first, he thought it was because you barely registered who he was, at your charity. He thought it was because it seemed like you didn’t care, and his competition side took it as a challenge...

But he quickly realized it was much more than that. You were just...irresistible. You attracted him in every way. 

Your wittiness, the way you didn’t hesitate to tell what you think (no one ever left him alone in a restaurant, telling him to go fuck himself...), your smile, and when you let your guard down and genuinely talked with him...

In the diner, before the paparazzi came, you and him had such an interesting conversation...you were talking so passionately about books, and about how you wanted to make Gotham a better city to live in for everyone...He was captivated. 

And so...he’d let you play with him, to the risk of having his heart broken. 

************

You were at the piers, and when he arrived you definitely appreciated the way his (perfectly chiseled) jaws dropped.

You did really try to look good tonight. Sexy.

You were a very insecure woman, and hid most of your anxiety behind a wall of sarcasms and wit...but there were the occasional times where you’d stand strong for a cause. 

Defend the defenseless. Talk back to your boss. ...Genuinely make an effort to look great for your “date” with Bruce Wayne. 

You wanted to show him what he could miss, if he wasn’t being serious. And by the look he gave you (though he tried to hide it, what a gentleman), the fire he had in his eyes when they lingered on your bare legs...

It almost annoyed you though, this look...up until his eyes crossed yours and he ignored your cleavage and such, and just bore into your eyes. 

Just look at your face, and he seemed so fascinated...

You didn’t understand why he would look at you like that. 

That night, you spend a great evening on the piers, eating a hot dog and talking. And he seemed genuinely interested in you. He barely looked again at your legs or cleavage (it was so hard for him not to, but he wanted to show you he didn’t want you just for that), and just...listened and talk freely with you. 

It was really nice. 

And dangerous. This had to be an act...and damn Bruce Wayne was a good actor. 

Years later, you’d realize how much he actually gave in just to woo you...Like the fact that every time he went on a date with you, he’d leave Gotham in the hands of his cousin, Kate Kane aka Batwoman. 

Like, for him to give up, even just for one night, being Batman...It was huge.

But on the spot, you didn’t realize that, and you were still suspicious. 

************

It was always such a lottery when he brought you gift. 

He made a list about the “do” and “do not”. 

No flowers, you disliked them and thought it was morbid to give something that was dying to someone, just to show your affection. 

No chocolate, you hated chocolate (at least, so you said). 

Books were always good. 

Clothes...depended on your mood. He had yet to learn how to read you on that one...

Nothing too expensive, no helping in your personal life (you hated handouts). 

Yes to practical things. He bought you a pair of socks when he noticed yours had a hole in them...seemed like you really appreciated it. 

No gift at each dates, only sometimes. 

************

Sometimes, he didn’t really know if you liked him or not. 

More than once you hinted at the fact that there were other guys interested in you (and he didn’t doubt that, you were so great !). 

It always made him incredibly jealous, a feeling he never felt before...Was it what you wanted ? For him to be jealous ? 

The truth though, was that you were just trying to shield yourself. Because what if he kept his options open too ? It’d break your heart to know he was flirting with other women...

************

Sometimes, Bruce felt like he should just give up...You’d warm up to him, you’d kiss him back when he’d dare to kiss you goodnight...and then you’d ignore him for days again, saying “no, busy” every time he asked you out, wether it was for lunch or dinner or anything. 

But Alfred told him something that made him think. He just said : “Some people are hard to crack. They got hurt so much that they have a defense mechanism, and it’s difficult to know exactly how their system work...I’d say most people think that of you, Master Bruce, but you wouldn’t believe me”. 

And maybe that was it...Maybe you were just trying to defend yourself because you got hurt in the past ? 

************

It was difficult to know what you wanted...Or rather, wether you wanted him or not. Your mood were so changing. 

Sometimes it seemed like you finally trusted him, sometimes it felt like it was the opposite, as if you thought he was acting...

You’d tell him things like “I always feel so at easy when I’m with you” and other “I couldn’t wait to see you”, but if he told you such things, if he told you how much he liked you...You’d walk backward and be suspicious and annoyed and just wouldnt believe him. 

A few times you asked him “why me ?”, and his answers always seemed to trouble you. 

-Because you make me feel like I can be myself. Because you’re intelligent. Beautiful. Interesting. Funny. Witty. Because your smile is infectious. Because your laugh is hilarious. Because your taste in movie is great, and because you can dance and aren’t afraid to do so even if it’s in the middle of the street. Because because because...

You just didn’t seem to believe you, and Bruce just didn’t know how to prove you meant the World to him...But he was determined to chase after you, forever if he had to. 

************

One day, you asked him, in the middle of the day, if he was free. 

He wasn’t, but it was so rare for you to ask for him in such a way that he made himself free...He met you at the piers. 

Your first barrier broke that day, as you talked about your cheating abusive ex. 

He didn’t know why all of a sudden you decided to talk about it (you had cross path with him in the streets, and he had been awful...that’s why), but it made him understand you better. 

And to show you he could be trusted with such informations, he talked to you about his parents. He never talked about his parents with anyone before...Of course, there was no reasons for you to trust him on that. 

As far as you were concerned, he was saying that to every girl so they’d take pity in him but...You did believe him, because there was something in his broken voice that felt more than real. 

That was a first step for him to your heart. 

************

You were always on edge, the first few months. 

Always ready to drop him. At the first sign of him just playing with you, you’d leave...but things were getting more serious and serious every day and...it scared you. 

After you talked to him about your ex, you don’t give him any news for two weeks straight. Because...he knows too much. 

You just can’t let a “man like that” enter your life. 

A...Man like that...Like what exactly ? Bruce showed nothing to you but devotion and interest and...but...if it was all an act ? 

You’d never come back from that broken heart, if it was an act. So you kept being evasive, and played hard to get. 

During those two weeks without news from you, his mind was plagued with your face. He couldn’t focus, and he realized for the first time that...He...He was in love with you. 

That was the only explanation as to why he reacted that way. 

He loved you. And it was bad. Because for the first time, he started thinking about his night activities, and how you’d fit in that...Would you accept it ? 

Oh. OH ! 

He realized that he wasn’t worried about letting you come into his world. About telling you he was Batman. But about...you rejecting him because of this. 

You not understanding even though you always seemed to understand him so much. And it terrified him, because it would mean a life without you and...he slowly realized how screwed he was. 

During those two weeks, he couldn’t think of much else but you...and it was almost fatal to him. During a mission, he wasn’t focused enough, and nearly died...

Alfred took things into his own hands. 

***********

Two weeks. Two weeks without talking to him. It was like torture...But you realized that it was kind of good. 

Like a sevrage, as if he was your drug. 

And he...kind of was. 

He was the only one with whom you didn’t mind talking on the phone, the only one you exchanged stupid text up until late at night (you still laughed a lot about that time you asked him : “If a zombie bite a vampire, what would happen ? Would the vampire turn into a zombie, even if he’s already dead ? OR would the zombie, drinking the vampire’s blood, turn into a vampire ? Or both ? Or nothing would happen ?”, and he very seriously answered, “scientifically” ...damn he was so great. And if only you knew he answered your text while being a night vigilante). 

But you had to take some distance. Because it was...it was the first time you felt that way. You were pretty sure you were in love with him already and...it terrified you. 

You kissed him already, but you guys never went further, as you thought if he could wait it would mean a lot. And he never pushed you or anything...

But you were terrified that...once you’d sleep with him, it would be over. He would go to the next girl, who probably wouldn’t resist as much as you. 

You guys were seeing each others in secret and just...if he didn’t love you back, it would be the end of you. It sounded very melodramatic but it was the truth.

He was older, richer, better in every way, could have whoever he wanted (quite literally)...So why would he want you, out of everyone ? 

And so you took some distance with him, to breath, to think about your next step...

A knock on your door distracted you. You opened and...

-Alfred ? 

-Hello Lady (Y/N), may I come in ?

-Hum, yes. Yes sure. Come in. 

You don’t know why, but you’re instantly worried...Why would Alfred come to see you ? Was Bruce alright ? Oh you wished he didn’t send his butler to break up with you (even though you weren’t really dating).

-I am here because of...Mr. Wayne. 

************

Bruce was brooding in his cave when he received a text from you. 

He felt his heart flutter as he saw your name appear on the screen, and opened the text eagerly. 

“Are you free right now ? I need to see you.”  

“Need”. You said “need”. It made him too damn happy, it was almost ridiculous...He quickly answered that yes, he was free, and you told him to join you at the piers. 

************

You surprise him by kissing him fully on the lips, even slipping your tongue in his mouth, as he came to you. 

With hazy eyes, he pulls away as you let go of him and just says : 

-Wow...

And he wasn’t done with his surprise. 

There, you told him you were sorry about making him wait for two weeks, but that you had to think. 

You thought a lot, really. 

About you and him. 

And you came to that conclusion...”It’s better to feel pain, than never feel at all”, therefor, you were ready to genuinely give it a shot. 

To not be just on edge about him being your boyfriend or not. To not awkwardly answer : “oh he’s a good friend of mine” whenever your friends would ask wether or not you were dating Bruce Wayne.

You were ready to truly be with him. Though you weren’t ready yet to go full out and be open in front of the media...

He kissed you with so much passion that night, that you were sure you took the right decision. And of course, he told you that he was waiting for that since so long that...Yes. Yes he was ready too to actually date you.

Bruce would never know what changed your mind, what made you stop playing hard to get, and finally give yourself to him (in every sense of the term, as a few days after your declaration, you were waking up in his arms, in his bed, with absolutely no clothes on your back). 

He would never know, and he never really tried to know, too afraid that his questions would push you back into your shell...But if only he knew. 

************

-Do you...want some tea ? 

-No thank you, Lady (Y/N). 

You were trying not to freak out. He said it was about Bruce...What about him ? Was he really here to break up with you ? 

-I am here, as I said, on behalf of Master Bruce. 

-Imma stop you right there. Tell him that if he wants to break-up, even if we’re not technically together, he should come himself and...

-What ? No no, he doesn’t want to...That’s quite the contrary ! To be perfectly honest, I’m not actually here on behalf of him. I’m here...I took the initiative because...I wanted to ask what were your intention with him ? 

-My..My intentions ? 

-Yes, are you serious or are you just toying with him ? Because he went through so much already, if you’re just toying, please stop. 

This hit you like a tsunami. 

You ? Playing with him ? But...it was the opposite ! Right ? 

-He is very fond of you, Lady (Y/N). Enough to cancel important meetings at his company to go see you to get ice cream and whatnot. 

You never thought about it...How he always seem to find time for you even if you knew he was extremely busy...

-And I must ask...are you fond of him too ? Or are you just planning on breaking his heart ? 

You’re taken aback by all this. Way more than you should be. 

Because...you didn’t do anything wrong, did you ? You simply gave him a taste of his own medicine right ? 

...Did you really though ? He did have a reputation of being a womanizer but...was it the truth ? 

You always thought, even before you knew him, that there were more to Bruce Wayne than he was leading on on TV...but he really was a playboy right ? 

Maybe he was...but he never been with you. 

And suddenly, you have a flashback of every single time you saw him. 

How the first time you met him,he seemed so flustered and nervous while he was always so confident when you saw him on TV. Though at the time it just felt like he was mocking you, you could see now that he was just...Crushing on you already ? 

On your first date, as soon as he saw you were uncomfortable, he let you take the lead and made sure you were relaxed...and he called you back, even when you told him to “fuck himself”...

He always seemed to remember things about you. 

No peanut, you were allergic to it. Strawberries were your favorite fruit, but in general, you liked salty things more than sugary stuffs. You didn’t really have a sweet tooth. Books over flowers, every time. No chocolate, it made you want to throw up cause you hated it...You disliked phones...

Yes. 

Whenever you told him something, he remembered. 

Because...Because he cared. 

He told you how it was difficult to remember everyone’s names at galas and such (later, you’d discover that he used Wayne tech in his bow tie...facial recognition haha), and yet he could recall things you told him weeks ago...

No matter how dry and cold you were to him, he kept coming back. Not because he liked the chase but because...

-He’s really, REALLY fond of you. 

Alfred insisted, raising an eyebrow...And just like that, your mind was made. 

You just needed that little push. Someone out of your little “game” between you and Bruce to...know. 

To know he wasn’t actually playing. You were the only one doing so. 

He was genuinely interested in you, for reasons you didn’t understand. He was...He was...He was fond of you. 

This was the first time you hugged Alfred, and definitely not the last. 

************

Bruce never knew what convinced you he was serious. And he didn’t really care to be honest...He was way too happy you did “surrender”. 

Too happy you gave him your heart, finally. 

Too happy you realized that he was ready to give his entire being to you, and to see you were willing to do so too...

Too happy. You always made him too happy. And damn he was glad he didn’t give up, glad he stayed even when you were being a bitch to him (and it was only fair, as he would be quite an ass to you in the future as well, being a man with a lot of issue...but you’d never give up either). 

And here, laying in his bed with you in his arms, he never regretted that long chase after you. Never. 

For now, you’re opening one eye, then the other, and make that cute “waking up” face he loves so much...

-Hey Broosh...

-Hey my love. 

You smile hazily, still a bit dazed and tired. And he can’t help but holding you a bit tighter, submerged by a wave of love for you.

In those kind of moments, he understood why you made it so difficult for him to catch your heart. It made everything even more worth it...

And as you snuggle against him, he can’t help but sappily think he’s the happiest man on Earth, and he’s oh so glad he caught the most beautiful and amazing creature in the World. 

You.  

_________________________________________

Just a really shitty thing that was supposed to be a mini-fic but isn’t...I feel like it’s too long and stupid. And it doesn’t make sense ?  Like it’s unnatural ? I don’t know I just had a random spurt of inspiration and wrote everything without planing stuffs (as usual) and didn’t re-read and just wrote words after words without thinking so...yeah, might be very crappy.

As usual, feedbacks are very VERY welcomed. 

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[wickedwyrmsa]

💘 + mox and matt cus it's not but i wanted to see how you think it'd go

            –––––– HEADCANONS MEME: DATING EDITION!! ––––––

where  they   first   met   and   how

i like to believe that jon and matt first met in the alley behind a bar. matt kinda scared and jon just happy that he gets to creep someone out. just imagine mox waiting between sentences just to answer with a loud BOO which almost sends matt off his feet, aww.

how   long   their   ‘flirting’   phase   was   before   feelings   got   involved

at least half a year. jon is slow. even if matt was quicker he would be too stupid to pick up on it untilmatt literally tells him. but i can see jon tryin to flirt in his own funny way even though he isn’t sure yet whether he has developed romantic feelings for matt. 

who   fell   for   who   first   ( if   applicable )

probably matt. idk why but i really see him trying to hit on mox who’s too blind to see what’s happening. especially because he wouldn’t think a cute and nice dude could have a serious interest in him. 

where   their   first   date   was   and   what   it   was   like

probably in the same alley as their first meeting went down hahahaha jon would try to make it romantic by lighting a candle while they just sit on the cold concrete and talk for hours.

who   asks   who   out   and   how   ( with   a   sign?   spelled   out   on   a   cake?   just   a   simple   ‘will   you   go   out   with   me’? )

OMG i’m not sure jon would be the first but generally jon asking matt on a date would be so AWKWARD??!?! ‘dude lets hang out like… you and i. alone. i’ll invite you or some sht.’

who   proposes   first

jon. once he feels secure and wanted in a relationship, he will get more comfortable and eventually take manners into his own hands. 

if   they   keep   /   kept   their   relationship   secret   or   let   everyone   know   right   away

jon being jon it would probably be a secret. he doesn’t like people sniffing around in his private life. knowing matt though, it’s not impossible that he’d drop hints on their youtube show.

where   the   proposal   happens   and   how   ( kiss   cam   at   a   baseball   game?   on   a   hillside   surrounded   by   ducks?   at   a   disney   park? )

mister mox is a very simple man. probably just on the couch in the living room or maybe in the garden. ‘babe our relationship is great. i love you. we’re getting married. go buy a suit.’ 

if   they   adopt   any   pets   together

MORE DOGS!!!!!

who’s   more   dominant

………………….. mox :/ a big angry man (with more soft moments than he cares to admit)

where   their   first   kiss   was   and   what   it   was   like

oh! matt and jon, drunk on the toilet at a party after some aew show, celebrating their wins and cELEBRATING THAT THEY FINALLY ADMIT TO THEIR FEELINGS!!

if   they   have   any   matching   couples   stuff   ( mugs?   sweaters?   pillowcases? )

omg jon loves to pretend he’s the big bad guy but secretly he will bring back matching pajamas fOR SURE because he loves a comfy flannel pajama and he might get them matching phone cases (possibly with a picture of them printed on it, in the hope of hating his phone a little less when he sees matt everytime that he uses it).

who   holds   the   umbrella   when   it   rains

they switch. arms get tired if you have to hold the damn thing all the time. 

where   their   usual   ‘date   spot’   is   ( if   applicable )

either the bar where they first kissed or maybe they will find a chill restaurant, like a diner, nothing fancy at all, just a place where they can eat some burgers and laugh about dumb sht.

who’s   more   protective

i want to say they’d both go out of their way to protect the other!

how   long   it   is   before   they   sleep   together   ( can   be   as   in   ‘had   sex’   or   as   in   ‘shared   a   bed’ )

had sex? probably the night when they kissed too. sharing a bed though… that will be even after they admitted to their feelings. 

if   they   argue   about   anything

all the time but never about serious things. it usually ends in playfulness.

who   leaves   more   marks   ( lipstick,   hickeys,   scratchmarks   etc. )

neither. love marks are for teens. 

who   steals   whose   clothes   and   how   often

jon ends up wearing matt’s clothes all the time mainly because he’s the sniff-and-wear type of guy not caring what exactly he has on. so i see it happening that he always ends up wearing his boyfriends shirts and hoodies until matt asks him where all his clothes went. then he tired to be more careful for a day until things go back to normal.

how   they   cuddle   ( spooning?   facing   each   other? )

jon laying on top of matt, ignoring the fact that he probably crushes his lungs because he needs the physical contact and spooning isn’t good enough. 

what   their   favourite   nonsexual   activity   is

WRESTLING

how   long   they   stay   mad   at   each   other

maybe like.. 2 minutes before someone makes a stupid joke.

what   their   usual   coffee   /   tea   orders   are

jon drinks his coffee black. matt with too much sugar but no milk! but both of them are suckers for energy drinks more than anything else. coffee is only served in the mornings. 

if   they   ever   have   any   children   together

nah. only dog kids. jon is a bit scared of being a real dad. he doesn’t want to be a dad who’s never there. 

if   they   have   any   special   pet   names   for   each   other

nothing out of the ordinary. jon will use babe a wHOLE LOT and he just takes what matt is willing to give. maybe matt would be the type to name him something more rare like……. i honestly don’t know. something that jon would never expect for sure. causes a big laugh too the first time that it is used!

if   they   ever   split   up   and   /   or   get   back   together

their relationship is solid. jon is the all or nothing type of person. if they ever broke up it would be a break up for good!

what   their   shared   living   space   is   like   ( messy?   clean?   what   kind   of   decor? )

hm.. jon doesn’t love cleaning and because they have limited time together between work he’d probably hire a cleaning lady once or twice a week to keep an order in the house. they’re both down to earth men. lots of wood furniture and a huge garden are absolutely necessary. a home gym with a ring would be cool and something i can see both of them wanting! they’re probably the kind of couple who gets up in the middle of the night because one of the had an idea for a new move and they want to try it. 

what   their   first   christmas   /  hanukkah   /  etc   as  a   couple   was   like

since mox doesn’t have a lot of family left that he still talks to, he’d invite his mom and his siters over to celebrate together with the jackson family probably!

what   their   names   are   in   each   other’s   phones

in jon’s phone matt will just be matt because he was happy he managed to save the number in the first place and doesn’t know how to change the name anymore. but i see matt taking his phone to change it eventually because he wants the status!!!!!!!!! and matt will save jon as ‘my man’ just to make sure EVERYONE who dares to look at his phone screen when it lights up KNOWS

if   they   have   any   ‘couple   traditions’   ( buying   a   new   mug   for   their   collection   every   year?   baking   every   friday   evening? )

wednesday night is reserved for a wrestling marathon. they love watching the old wrestlemanias together and love studying japanese shows from the early 2000. also they ALWAYS go to bed together because they both hate sleeping along and it’s tradition that every year they start the BBQ season with a little garden party to which only the two of them are invited. 

who   falls   asleep   first   and   who   wakes   up   first

jon falls asleep last. he’s always overthinking some stupid stuff like who really is behind the iluminati and how god had the idea of creating the desert, just random stuff that keeps him up while matt already snores next to him. but because dreams aren’t always amazing to him, he also gets up first. matt sleeps in. long enough that on some days jon wakes him because he’s hungry and wants them to have breakfast. 

who’s   the   big   spoon   /   little   spoon

BIG SWITCH ENERGY!!!!! 

who   hogs   the   bathroom

matt will hammer his fists wound if he tries to get jon off the toilet. he brings his tablet there and watches wrestling match after wrestling match while taking care of business. 

who   kills   the   spiders   /   takes   them   outside

no spiders in the house. the dogs take care of that. if there was one jon wouldn’t mind killing it but matt tries to make him take it outside. 

#darkenedhearts #meme: answered

[kara-dolan]

All of it sis 💁🏻‍♀️

WELL OKAY THEN

0:Height

5′2 me and my short self


1:Virgin?

YUP

2:Shoe size

Um… Hold on gotta check (I don’t know cause I don’t get shoes often) Okay so I wear 3 sizes I wear 7 ½ in heels, 8 and 8 ½. My feet are apparently weird.


3:Do you smoke?

No, I have before tho when i was like 6 with my brother grosses shit ever. But I also use to smoke marijuana but like I havent done that since last year around May.


4:Do you drink?

Occasionally. But I don’t get drunk. Never have gotten drunk either. 


5:Do you take drugs?

No only thing that came close was weed and that was for my depression and anxiety. It just wasn’t prescribe. 


6:Age you get mistaken for

20 or older. Like I got to see a kids movie tho because of how short I am. So yay!


7:Have tattoos?

NO Sadly


8:Want any tattoos?

FUCK YES I HAVE LIKE 17 Tats drawn up and I know where I want them to go.


9:Got any piercings?

Ears.


10:Want any piercings?

Yes my nose. 


11:Best friend?

Evelin mi hermanita, but also VIVIANA aka @notanotherdolantwinsblog


12:Relationship status

Single until Grayson notices me or some shit


13:Biggest turn ons

FUCK THIS HAD TO BE ON HERE. Um… Jaw clenching, Grey sweatpants, “Babe”, “Baby”, Cute nicknames, Biting, hair pulling, choking, scratching, certain laughs, spanking, deep conversations, weird but like when someone picks me up and I don’t expect it, lip biting, eye rolling, cheesy jokes, puns, dirty jokes, someone being so focused on something like full on has their attention.


14:Biggest turn offs

Feet, anal (like shit comes out of there no thanks), Smells that would make me like revolt to Jupiter, douche bags like the I am better than everyone type of cocky douche. 


15:Favorite movie

Romeo + Juliet, Titanic, Nemo, Monsters Inc., Scream, It Follows, Little Mermaid (all of them), Austin Powers (all of them). Sucker Punch, Kick Ass, 5th Wave,Let Me In.


16:I’ll love you if

Oof okay ahhh um get to know me for me and we have a form of bond like that honestly I feel so bad if people give me things they pay for like I feel like I am just taking and I feel like shit so yeah become my friend and I grow to love you for you and you hopefully do the same.


17:Someone you miss

My Haybug. ( my cousins daughter who I call my niece who I helped basically raise) um Grayson and Ethan, my cousin Austin and my other cousin Pierce.


18:Most traumatic experience

Yeah this is great, um I have a couple one really fucked me up and the other one almost made me kill myself so I won’t be posting about it because it is not something I want in the world.


19:A fact about your personality

Uhhhhh….  it is still forming because I am trying to find who I am.


20:What I hate most about myself

My weight and teeth.


21:What I love most about myself

My eye color and laugh.


22:What I want to be when I get older

Financially stable lol but also a musician and actor


23:My relationship with my sibling(s)

Well I live with my little sister and we annoy the hell out of each other but we love each other too and then my brother is away in a different state with the national guard and trying to join the army, so complicated?


24:My relationship with my parent(s)

Well fuck. I… this is so complex no one is ready for it.


25:My idea of a perfect date

Surfing ( hopefully not dying from it) followed by a hike to a high place to over look everything followed by pizza and ice cream and a movie where we cuddle (after a shower of course)


26:My biggest pet peeves

EATING WITH MOUTH OPEN AND SMACKING IT LIKE NO STOPPPPP.


27:A description of the girl/boy I like

He is just so beautiful, the way his laugh lines crease when he smiles with or with out teeth is just incredible and the way his brown eyes that change color due to lighting and emotion shine through even when he isn’t at his best because he has the most amazing heart and puts everyone else before himself even though he knows he needs to take time and get to what makes him happy. His hair that goes through hell but it still maintains a soft poofy look and as of right now it is a light brown almost ash brown with bits of dirty blonde. His jawline is the kind you wouldn’t even see on a greek god because it is so unique to his face hell his bone structure is his own and yet in some ways completely different from his brothers. He has an athletic build that I barely pay attention to because his droopy eyes capture my attention with the intensity that he stare with. Not to mention he has the most creative beautiful mind I have ever seen with theories and words he has and things he acts out. His sense of humor is amazing he is such a goof ball and it’s a mix of stupid corny jokes and dirty jokes that he can’t fully say out loud because he is caught in the public eye all the time. He can’t be himself and it is the most painful thing to know because he has the biggest kindest heart ever and is human with insecurities beyond what I know. Plus his scars that add characteristic details to his face that tell a story of a young boy having fun without a care in the world is the most beautiful construct of his humanity. Whoa. 

He completely owns my ass…


28:A description of the person I dislike the most

Cheeto with a blonde toupee 


29:A reason I’ve lied to a friend

To protect them. Or myself.


30:What I hate the most about work/school

That I don’t do either


31:What your last text message says

I didn’t know I could describe someone like this


32:What words upset me the most

You aren’t wanted here.


33:What words make me feel the best about myself

When someone thanks me for helping them. I don’t help people for that reason but I like to know that I helped in some way. It makes me feel good that they feel good.


34:What I find attractive in women

Confidence for sure. LIKE YES BOO YOU LOOK BEAUTIFUL!!!! YES WORK THAT OUTFIT! YOU ARE GLOWING!!!!! 


35:What I find attractive in men

Honesty, pure real deep honesty. Like how they feel or asking them questions to where they give deep meaningful answers or even if its like “ I just wanna fuck” like Okay you hot but I aint down for that thank you for being honest but oof damn even hotter now but like I am good. (unless they are strangers then thats creepy)


36:Where I would like to live

Greece, Rome, Italy, California, New Jersey like the nature aspects of all these places oh my damn it’s so beautiful.


37:One of my insecurities

My smile


38:My childhood career choice

Musician, I have always wanted to be a musician in 4th grade I even started a band with no instruments and wrote songs but my dickwad of an ex said songs had to be at least 2 pages long and it kind of made me mad and I stopped writing them for a few months. FUCK YOU ETHAN ( not dolan my ex fucking douche side note I dated him in 2nd grade he dumped me for my friend who he dumped for our other friend who only went out with him to dump him)


39:My favorite ice cream flavor

Vanilla only cause you can add other flavors to it and make a delicious concoction.


40:Who wish I could be

A better version of me which I am working on currently.


41:Where I want to be right now

In a relationship with Grayson so I can cuddle in bed with him and watch scary movies so we both get scared and like grip onto each other for the rest of the night.


42:The last thing I ate

Dark Chocolate covered pistachios  I know it sounds weird but surprisingly good.


43:Sexiest person that comes to my mind immediately

Grayson Dolan


44:A random fact about anything

I am related to Abraham Lincoln and Tom Hanks on my Grandfathers side ( my moms, dad.)

#asks #mintdolans #THIS SHIT MADE ME CRY #ESPECIALLY 27

[soft-stomachaches]

all the questions

0: Heightshawty....5”4 i think1: Agei just turned 20 !!!2: Shoe size7 1/2 to 8 1/2 3: Do you smoke?you betcha! 4: Do you drink?you betcha!5: Do you take drugs?just weedie weed 6: Age you get mistaken fori either get mistaken for 16, or 257: Have tattoos?just my lil haunted house!8: Want any tattoos?yes!! lots more!9: Got any piercings?i have my ears pierced, but i’m highly considering getting my nose pierced 10: Want any piercings?yes i think i’d look so cute!11: Best friend?CAYLA !!!!!!!!!!! and ASHLEY !!!!!!!!!! loves of my god damn life12: Relationship statusi am a single hoe and i’m living for it13: Biggest turn onsuhhh let’s see... if we’re talking like actual turn ons i love when someone can be super funny and instantly turn things into jokingly sexual. like if i say “what’re you going to do bout it” and they kiss my neck or something. that stuff is so good. or just in general a sense of caring control ??14: Biggest turn offspeople that are insensitive !!!!! or treat me like a sex object !!!!! 15: Favorite moviescott pilgrim vs the world, girl interrupted, and moulin rouge16: I’ll love you if...you make me laugh!!! or if i feel like you understand me. people that are just sweet in general 17: Someone you missi miss mike!!!! but he’s been having a great time with his friends i just miss coming home when i was off work and watching him play bioshock with my sisters. i’m so glad we’re pals again18: Most traumatic experienceprobably being raped again hahahaha 19: A fact about your personalityi’m very sensitive but it helps me be super empathetic!20: What I hate most about myselfas far as my appearances: my smileas far as everything else: my bipolar depression!! my mood swings hold me back sometimes for sure21: What I love most about myselfi think i’m really nice and caring, plus i’m dumb funny22: What I want to be when I get olderi always wanted to be an event/concert photography!! 23: My relationship with my sibling(s)me and victoria are like besties, we just ate tbell together. lexi and i have fallen out a lil but we’re still close. ashley and i still don’t see eye to eye but i love her anyways. and brooke is my edibles plug and i of course love her to death !!24: My relationship with my parent(s)my relationship with my mom has improved sooo much since i’ve gotten out of the hospital. she defends me to the end of the earth and has absolutely supported me much more, i never thought she’d be okay with me liking boys and girls but she’s trying her best. dad and i are becoming much better too. he’s still an ass though 25: My idea of a perfect datei don’t know about a PERFECT date but my ideal date is to like go on adventure like going to the beach at night, then we go back to their place and they introduce me to all their pets, show me what shows and music they’re passionate about, we have silly make out sessions and cuddle all night. i am a simple person 26: My biggest pet peevespeople that hold onto grudges!! i was one of my own pet peeves for a long time but i’m thru with that27: A description of the girl/boy I likei don’t have a specific person in mind rn! i’ve just been having lots of small crushes and dates because i’m not sure if i’m ready to fully emotionally support someone yet, i wanna work on myself first ! 28: A description of the person I dislike the mostgrimiest motherfucker alive. takes advantage of people when they’re drunk or fucked up. has assaulted more than one person. total piece of shit29: A reason I’ve lied to a friendi’ve lied to my friends about being fine sometimes but that’s only because i need to sometimes work on my problems myself or i don’t want them to worry30: What I hate the most about work/schoolnothing!!! i love my job so much!!! 31: What my last text message says“i hate uuuuuuu”32: What words upset me the mostuhhh i don’t know ?? maybe when people comment on my weight, or that i’m being annoying or that i’m not good enough??33: What words make me feel the best about myselfbeing told i’m funny!!!! or that i’m important or even little details like “oh i like the playlist you made me” 34: What I find attractive in womena lot of then have big hearts!!! soft skin and soft touches and thoughtful ideas. girls that can be emo or push gender roles are the cutest of all35: What I find attractive in menconfidence! and strength, both physical and emotional. and i looove boys that are emotionally vulnerable around me or can push gender roles36: Where I would like to livei don’t know! i wanna live in a moderately busy city that’s super art oriented 37: One of my insecuritiesmy teeth and my birthmark!! i’ve spent my entire childhood trying to fix or correct the problems with it that i just obsess over it38: My childhood career choicei wanted to be a rockstar artist 39: My favorite ice cream flavorpeanut butter or mint chocolate chip!!40: Who I wish I could bei wish i could be someone who hasn’t made as many mistakes as me and is a little more financially/emotionally stable but i’m growing more comfortable being me!!41: Where I want to be right nowin someone’s arms, i’ve been super affectionate lately42: The last thing I atetbell ❣️43: Sexiest person that comes to my mind immediatelyFRANK IERO 44: A random fact about anythingi took two edibles on my birthday and watched the price as right while i did it and thought it was the most funny thing in the world