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This is my friend Bridget! Go check out her stuff, she just joined so there's only a little but I think she's a really good writer! She writes for a bunch of different fandoms (98 characters all together, I think) so everyone should find something they like.

❝dating them would include❞ Tate Langdon

Dating Tate Langdon Would Include

You met him when you first moved into the house

He showed up in your room introducing himself as your neighbor

You didn’t think much of it as he quickly began sorting through your music collection

“Do you got any Kurt Cobain?”

“Yeah, its…. right here!”

“That’s so cool. I never find anybody else who listens to him,”

“The older stuff is the best, isn’t it?”

“Tell me about it.”

He just sorta came around after that

Whenever you came home from school he’d be waiting for smoking outside your door

If you question him about it he just pushes it off or uses the excuse he’s homeschooled

He’ll show up at your bedroom door and come in and talk to you

Or just listen to music

He tries to help you with your homework but he’s only good at Art

Which he frequently shows his drawings to you

Their mostly gothic portraits that usually predict the person smoking

It carries the 90s grunge style he loves

Sometimes, he tries to teach you to draw

Which is just his excuse to put his hand on yours

Tate has been alone for a while (before and after Violet)

So he falls for you pretty easily

It’s the little things about you that get him in the beginning

Your lovely taste in music

The fact your both calming and quiet while still being spontaneous

How he can bitch around with you and you don’t get offended, just bitch right back at him

Then when you two got closer he just fell in love

You weren’t scared to pry

Asking him things about his past and his family

“How come your homeschool? I mean, Westfield isn’t that bad,” 

“It was just some stupid shit-”

“Don’t bullshit me, Tate, tell me the truth.”

You were slightly pushy but he kind of liked it

Plus he loved how you were unconsciously affectionate

When he’d show up at your house you’d always greet him with a hug, then shy away

When his dirty blonde curls would fall into his face you’d brush your fingers against the curls and fix them out of his face

Your eyes drifting down to his lips

Or the times you’d fallen asleep while listening to music and pulled him closer

While still denying the fact you were just as needy as he was

Finally, after he brazenly flirted with you, he made a move

You were both in the front of your yard

Sitting on the rail of the porch while passing around a blunt

You looked at him as he exhaled through his nose, a goofy smile on your face

You were always more emotional when you were high

“What?” he asked mimicking your smile.

“Nothing,” you said “Your just pretty,” you laughed. 

He laughed to wrapping his arm around you “Come here,” he said pulling you close

You scooted and pressed against his side looking up at him with red eyes

Then he pressed his lips against yours

The next day, you remembered what had happened

You tried to ignore Tate

But with him (secretly living in your house) almost always there to the point, your parents gave him a key

He found you quicker than you expected

He had you pressed against the closest 

“Look… you don’t have to pretend that you like me. I’ll understand if you don’t,” You said looking down.

Tate just stared at you confused for a second before he shook his head and laughed

“Kitten, I kissed you first. I want you… do I need to prove that?”

You looked up with a quiet gasp as he swooped to brush his lips against yours

“Please, will you be my girlfriend?”

“God, yes…”

Tate is a surprisingly affectionate boyfriend, he tones down after a few months, though

Whenever Tate is around (which is always) his arm is always around you

He’s always touching you

Holding hands, having his arm around you, keeping his hand on your thigh, on your back - just anywhere, really

He loves distracting you

If you’re trying to study, he puts his hand on your thigh and just rubs slowly

He’ll move closer to you and kiss up to your neck

He sucks at that spot that just makes you melt and bite at your lip

“Tate, I really have to get this – mhmm  – done.”

He’ll just shush you brushing hair out of your face 

“That can wait ‘til later,” he says pulling you closer to him

He still is a sarcastic fuck, though

“Tate, I get that you don’t like her. You can dislike her… not everyone has good taste.”

“Kind of like her music, right?”

*going off on a tangent about something the school should do, in a serious manner* 

“Babe, you shouldn’t take yourself so seriously. No one else does.”

*rolls eyes*

“Stop throwing pillows at me! When someone is being dumb, it is my obligation to enlighten them with a sarcastic comment!”

He can be really serious when you need him to

If your upset at anything, he just wants you to feel better

So he’ll come over and he’ll hold you

Stroking your hear while he tries to get you to talk to him

“Kitten… everything is going to be fine. Do you wanna talk about? If you wanna talk about, I’ll listen,” he prods. 

If you struggle with depression or (most) other mental illness, he understands completely

It’s one of the few things he took from his past life

He’s just very understanding

If you find out about his dark part he tries his best to prove he’s different

He tries to tell you about how he didn’t remember he did that

He’s clearly upset as he does but you just don’t know if it’s true

So you avoid him for a little

He gives you your own space but after a week or two he starts leaving little notes

“I miss you”

“I’m sorry”

“I never meant to”

You try your best to ignore them and think of what you’ll do

You come to the conclusion that since Tate hasn’t hurt anyone you love he might be better

So you walk into your room seeing Tate walk that way and see a new note on your bed

“I love you”

You rush around the house and finally decide he must be in the basement

“Tate?” you call out “I wanna talk…”

“Are you mad at me?” He asks quickly.

You look over at him with sad eyes “No,” you tell him “I… I miss you… and I figured since you never hurt me or anyone I love. You might be better.”

He’d give you this hopeful smile and practically run other to you

He just wraps you in his arms burying his head in your shoulder 

“I love you so much,” he cries

“I love you too, Tate”

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Sure, Tumblr new policy gets rid of porn blogs. How the f am I flagged but not ALL of this????

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ATTENTION! I will be moving all my works over to Archive Of Our Own, because my Tumblr has been marked as having “sensitive material”. This makes it where no one can acsess my page and I probably will have trouble gaining followers. So if you want to see any future work go to my AO3, linked below.

https://archiveofourown.org/users/xoBellaxo

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First @spnkinbingo fic!

Ask Me What I’m Wearing // s.w

Title: Ask Me What I’m Wearing Square Filled: Clothes Sharing Pairing: Sam x Reader Summary: Sam’s off working on the case and you decide to give him a surprise call. Words and Pages: 1027, 2 pages.

“Ask me what I’m wearing.” Sam could recognize your voice. It was breathy and light, you sounded sultry. A slight rasp came out when you said anything with an ‘r’. He could hear your breathing on the other end while he collected himself from his thoughts. Your breaths were shallow which made a bigger lump form in his throat as he came up with the possibilities of what you could be doing. Finally, you spoke again “Well?” your voice was taunting and he was sure you could hear him gulp on the other end.

“What are you wearing?” he timidly asked. His breath had become shallow now almost a pant as he felt his face became red. “Good question,” he heard your smile “I’m wearing that big, blue flannel shirt you love… it smells just like you,” he remembered that shirt. It was now his new favorite shirt. “What are you doing?” he blurted. He heard you giggle and a small smile morphed his way onto his face. “I’m being bad…” he heard you whisper “I found your shirt and it smelled like you. Like your cologne, and coffee, and old books… it made me horny.” His voice became rough and deep “Keep going.” “I lay down on the bed and took all of it in. Then I slowly slid my hand down and into my panties – that pair you love, the red ones – and then I thought I called you.”

Sam let out a huff as he felt his pants restrict him and quickly he glanced at the door to see it locked tightly. He stood half-up and undid his belt tightly holding the phone in his other hand. Yanking down his pants he felt his belt scrape his lower thigh but then it hit the floor with a clank. His hand traveled to his SAXX boxers and he slowly pawed himself while laying down and getting situated. He heard you let out a moan on the other end and closed his eyes as they rolled back into his head. Fuck, even your moans made him feeling like he would come “Tell me, tell me what you’re doing to yourself.” On your end, you had your bottom lip caught in between your teeth as you breathed in his scent and let your fingers lazily rub yourself. Your red panties had a pool of juices that slipped through your fingers coating them. Your cheeks burned as your breathing was shallow and uneven. Slowly you calmed yourself “I’m touching myself, like how you do it…” “And how do I do it?” he asked urgently. You slipped a finger inside wishing yours were as thick and long as your large husband. You pumped it in and out focusing on your rhythm as your brain raked through all of yours and Sam’s times. You smiled “You start slow teasing me and touching me as lightly, and little, as possible. Then you slip your fingers inside of me and you go in and out until I’m begging for more.”

Sam slid his underwear down and his large cock sprung up hitting him on his stomach. His hand tightly grasped it and at first, he went slowly. Trying his best to mimic how your hands would feel. Your soft hands that would try to fit around his girth manhood and he swore if he concentrated right he could actually feel you. He imagined you own your news as he watched you slowly stroke him your cheeks flushed and lips slightly parted. He remembered your eyes looking up at him with the innocence he loved and was destroying all at the same time. He scraped all of the thoughts when he heard you let out another moan, his hand sped up and he chased his own closure. He gritted his teeth and forced out “Fuck yourself harder, do it like me, baby,” before hurry clicking speakerphone and dropping the phone to use his other hand. You followed his instructions and let another finger enter you while your other hand dropped the phone before it flew down to rub at your clit. You tried to reach all the places Sam could and imagined his domineering stare on your as his fingers roughly fucked you. His fingers would get to every little crevasse and every spot that made you have to hold back your screams. His grunting on the other end made you moan louder as your hips came up to fuck your own fingers. Your voice became high pitched as your throat tired out from moaning “Fuck! Oh god, Sam!” and you felt your eyes roll into the back of your head while your head fell back onto your pillow Sam’s hand sped up as he heard your series of a moan as he imagined your body compulsion and your toes curling backward. He choked up as he hips jerked forward and he felt his cum spill out and onto his hand that tightly gripped himself. His face turned red and his breath came out in a staggered gasp.

As you both came down Sam grabbed the phone and clicked speakerphone off before lifting it to his ear. “Baby?” his voice came through, shyly on your end. You grabbed the phone and lifted it up with a small smile on your face. “I missed you…” you said quietly. He chuckled on the other end “I’ll be home soon.” “How soon?” “Well, if you hadn’t interrupted me we would’ve left by now… Deans has been banging on the door for the past thirty minutes.” You laughed as your cheeks flushed “Let him know I said hi,” you teased. “Oh, baby, I’m sure he knows.”

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It’s a new year and I’m excited to get into a new routine! I’ve already started cleaning up my room and I signed up for a writing bingo, super excited :)

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Send me some Most to Least likely prompts!

Example:

Most to least like to “fall asleep during a movie”

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Okay @staff, I can’t get on MY own blog because it contains “sensitive material”... It’s my blog. You need to fix, it’s my own blog so I should know what’s on there and be able to get on it!

@staff

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Guess who got a phone?

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Christmas // Kit Walker

Christmas // Kit Walker Masterlist

  He acts like it’s his favorite time of year but honestly, he’s just stressed

In his head this is what happens; first, we get a tree, then at least ten presents for each of the kids which is thirty presents overall, and all of them want at least one present that cost $100… I could buy a car with this

But he acts happy for the children

Step one of Christmas with the Walkers

·    d e c o r a t i n g

He wants everything perfect

They must all be straight

He probably color-coded the tree

He let the kids decorate their stalking’s with glitter glue

They are a mess but it warms his heart

·  He loves baking

I mean he loves it any time of year but when Christmas comes around the house is full of sweets

He loves making sugar cookies and dying them

Or making his ‘special’ hot cocoa

 It is actually just one and a half packets of cocoa with whip-cream, marshmallows, and caramel

·     He plays holiday music from December 1st to New Years

And obnoxiously sings along

·        “DECK THE HALLS WITH –“

·        “Daddy, I can’t hear the TV…”

·        *whispering* “… with boughs of holly”

·    Takes the kids to see Santa

Flirts with the woman in line

Laughs when you slap him on the back of the head

And then he kisses you which makes the kids go “ew”

It’s just really domestic

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Christmas // Tate Langdon

Christmas // Tate Langdon Masterlist

He loves decorating the Christmas tree

     He just finds it peaceful

          He likes the lights the most, especially when they’re the only light in the house on

     Plus he always lets you do the finishing touch of putting the big star on the top, it isn’t chivalrous, it’s him being a horny teenager

         He’s a boob guy but butts are good too

     He doesn’t like cooking

         He just finds it tedious

           But he will assist in eating the batter of everything

     By far his favorite thing is… sweaters

           We know our baby boy loves sweaters – it’s a fact at this point

         So he jumps on Christmas sweaters

            Though he isn’t a fan of ‘ugly’ sweaters

        His favorites are the knitted ones

       He just things they are more comfortable and warm

     He smells like the Christmas tree

     One time he hugged

         Only problem; he’s allergic to pine

     He doesn’t like being politically correct so he says “Merry fucking Christmas”

         Screw your happy holidays

Merry Christmas, or happy holiday! I hope you had a happy one, mine kind of sucked but so was last years. Hopefully, next year will be better - that’s all you can say - right?

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“Surprise, bitch, bet you thought you’d seen the last of me!”

Guess whos back?

First of all, happy holiday Eve! Maybe this is a nice present (then again my presence alone should be it, lol) I knew I would be coming back at the end of the month but since I have Christmas post I thought I’d come back sooner. I want to go over a few things that will be changing and added:

Also, here is a masterlist link, and here is a link to my side-blog! Gotta get that self-promo :)

I will no longer do Rory Monahan imagines/hcs. This is just because I never finished Roanoke and he rarely if ever asked for so I figured it wouldn’t change much. 

If I have more than fifty requests, the ask box will be closed, however, you can still send in little things that will be listed below.

New options: whenever imagines and headcanons aren’t open you can send me most to least likely, gif imagines, and ask for my opinion on if a character would do something. 

I’ll only be posting once every two weeks. Aside from the little things I will post imagines, headcanons, series parts all in bulk every two weeks. This is just to give me some time. 

Writing Marathons will be scarce - this is because they burn me out and stress me out. I will occasionally do them but with at least one month of prep.

That is all the changes and add-ons. I hope you're excited for me to be coming back. On a happy note, I have Christmas headcanons queued up for December 25th. 

Alright, goodbye loves.

Merry Christmas!

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I mean I know Evan Peters is sexy but did you have to get rid of my profile picture???

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So... um, I can’t switch my sensitive thing off. Because I’m not 18 yet (which I turn in like five days) but now I can’t read anything. Every fanfiction blog I followed has entered ‘sensitive content/expicit mode’. I noticed this when I was reading @fictionalabyss series called The Month Of December (It’s great you should read it).  Just wanted to say this in case I suddenly disapear from some of my favorites. Nothing wrong or against you just Tumblr destroying itself :)

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UPDATE 

If my blog is deleted (which it might be due to my NSFW Gif post from the Writing Marathon being flagged and there was more than twelve) before I come back. You can find me on AO3 at xoBellaxo, I have already made the account so feel free to go ahead and find me.  As for when I’ll be coming back,  I am positive it will at the end of the month. Being the workaholic I am I have actually written a couple things - mind they are more or fewer things to customize my blog and then like two unfinished stories - but still writing.

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I saw that last ask and you are Not being inconsiderate or thinking only if your self, you need to do what’s best for you, and I’m sorry

Thank you. 

It’s nice to have support.

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I don’t know if you’ll see this but, I’m sorry you feel Under appreciated and I’m really sad to see you go. I’m also sorry you e been ignored, I really like your blog and I’m sad to see you go

Thanks, sorry to disappoint you. 

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Thank you for 900 followers! I promise you I have something in the works, can’t wait to celebrate! Most likely I will do a celebration in December as I will have the most time then (Christmas Break, money, and more).