#Barney stinson x reader

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↳ fate 𖤐𓈒࣪₊˚

pairing: barney stinson x female reader

universe: how I met your mother (HIMYM)

word count: 1.1k words

cw: cringe 😍

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As Barney swirls the whiskey in his glass, he scans the room to hunt for his next unsuspecting prey. In other words, the next woman he was gonna gaslight into having sex with. (💀)

Then, his eyes land on someone across the bar, sitting all alone by herself. Intrigued, he slowly approaches her while coming up with another one of his inane backstories to entice his victim as per usual.

But then, to his surprise, she turns to face him. “Hey, you need to try this.”

Slightly taken aback, Barney stares blankly at the drink in her hands, not expecting her to be the one to initiate conversation. “Are you trying to get me drunk?”

She lightheartedly frowns at his response. “No, I just want you to take a little sip. And no, I promise I didn’t drug it either. Here.” She takes a sip from her glass as proof, as though reading his inner thoughts.

Convinced yet still slightly bewildered, he shrugs. “Alright, fine; gimme.”

She hands him over the drink as he sets his down before promptly taking a sip, his eyes widening at the unfamiliar taste.

“Woah, that’s-“

“I know, right?”

He smiles softly at the grin on her face, seeming to lighten up his mood. “I’m Barney, by the way.” He reaches out a polite hand.

“I’m Y/N, it’s nice to meet you.” She takes his hand in hers and shakes it.

“It’s my pleasure. So, what’s a pretty lady like you sitting all alone in a bar?“

“And if I told you that I was waiting for someone?”

Barney lets out a scoff. “Then you wouldn’t have been wearing that frown on your face earlier.”

Y/N shrugs, knowing that he wasn’t wrong. “Fair enough. You want the honest, boring answer?”

He nods. “Try me.”

“I’m here to blow off some steam. I’ve been trying to find a job for weeks now. Can’t even nail a decent interview.” She chuckles softly, shaking her head to herself. “And what about you? Tall, blond guy in a brooding suit. What’s your reason?”

Barney sighs. “Do you want the honest, not-so-boring answer?”

“Try me.”

He slowly leans in closer, as though he was about to share an important secret. “I was sent as a spy from the future to warn about the upcoming rapture one thousand years from now. And the only way to save the world is-“

“Let me guess, to have sex with you?” she cuts him off, clearly not amused.

Barney blinks his eyes innocently, surprised at her sudden question. “What? Pssh, no,” he says, seemingly appalled. “Do you want to?”

Y/N rolls her eyes at the desperate man. “Okay, I see, so the reason why you’re here is to hit on dumb blondes and gaslight them into having sex with you by using one of your inane backstories?”

“And it seems as though you’re not one of them.”

They smile at each other, both cockily in a way that was playful yet enticing.

“I’m curious, though… does that actually work?”

“Oh hell yeah, and that’s not even one of the craziest ones I’ve used.”

Her eyes widen slightly, now intrigued. “Really?”

Barney nods. “I could tell you more, but we may have to be here for hours.”

Y/N turns around to check the clock on a nearby wall before promptly facing him once more. “I got some time to spare.”

Barney smiles, satisfied with her answer. “That’s what I like to hear.”

He sits on the chair beside hers as he proceeds to tell her more about his desperate ploys.

To them, their conversation had only lasted for a few minutes, but the next thing they knew, the bar was already closing and they had to be personally kicked out by the bar owner for overstaying their welcome.

The two decided to walk around the city late at night, lights flickering past as the moon shone high above, seeming to follow them in their journey.

“Wait, what time is it?”

Barney checks the watch on his wrist, suddenly putting a halt to his movements in surprise. “Woah. It’s almost 2AM.”

She stops to stand beside him, her eyes widening. “Are you serious?”

“Yeah, we just spent like 4 hours talking to each other.”

“Huh.”

“Huh indeed.”

They both take a moment to stare at one another, the silence oddly comforting. When they were together, it was as if nobody else mattered. No one else was sharing the moments they had except for the two.

Y/N purses her lips before speaking up, finally breaking the silence. “Well then, I have to confess something before this night ends.”

He hums, signaling for her to continue.

“I don’t usually let some guy even go near me whenever I’m at a bar, sitting alone grumpily.”

He chuckles lightly.

“But… I actually enjoyed our little date that isn’t a date.”

He smiles, taking a subtle step closer towards her. “Well, I think every date that isn’t a date should end with a good night kiss.”

He leans in to connect their lips, but to his surprise, she leans away.

“Tell me, Barney, do you believe in fate?”

Barney — clearly disappointed — frowns at her sudden interruption. “No, not really.”

She simply smiles at his disgruntled expressions. “Well, I do, and if we’re meant to be, then we’ll see each other again.”

“So am I not getting my good night kiss or…?”

She chuckles at his little pout. “Look, if we ever cross paths again, then you can give it to me. No questions asked.”

“Why can’t I just give it to you now? I promise I’m a great kisser. I got like a hundred different girls who can attest to th-“

She puts a finger over his lips, shutting him up in an instant.

“Be patient. I promise, next time, I won’t make you wait one more second.”

“If there even will be a next time.”

Y/N frowns at him as she removes the finger on his lips, earning an eye roll from him.

“Fine, if you want to play hard to get, then so be it.”

She smiles. “Good.”

“At least let me walk you home. Where’d you say it was you lived again?”

She gives him a knowing look. “Haha, nice try,” she says in a sarcastic tone.

“Can’t blame a guy for trying. But seriously, you sure you’ll be okay? It’s pretty late, and New York is filled with all kinds of creeps.”

Y/N smiles at his worried expressions. “Yeah, I’ll be fine. I don’t live that far from here.”

Barney’s eyes light up, pointing a finger at her. “Aha! So you do live somewhere in this area.”

“I could also be messing with you.”

He rolls his eyes at her once more as she giggles at him.

“Good night, Barney.”

He returns the smile on her face. “Good night, Y/N.”

this isn’t one of my best but I haven’t been posting in a while so… yeah. thanks for reading. x

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Being Ted's little sister

Author's Note: I wrote this a while ago and even though I probably won't write any HIMYM stuff in the near future, I don't wanna let this headcanons go to waste... So enjoy!

He's always very considerate, thoughtful and understanding. Though he does crack a lot of jokes when you're trying to tell him a story, he knows his limits.

He gives the best advice... Not in fashion, though.

He definitely has a soft spot for you

He never lets you near Barney. Never.

Definitely gives you his jacket when it's cold which you found very odd because he never does that before

If you're having a bad day or if there's something going on with you, he'll know before anyone else notices

And if you are having a bad day, he usually takes you out to your favorite place (either a restaurant or a bar) to cheer you up

You can't wrap your head around the fact that you both used to scream at each other’s faces when you both were teenagers, but now you guys are so caring for each other

Even Marshall and Lily were very confused about how calm and loving you both are now, compared to a few years ago when you guys are still in college

But you both still roast each other very often

If a guy ever breaks your heart, he's not afraid to throw hands (with the help of Marshall, of course)

When you're feeling gloomy or needed a shoulder to cry on, Ted would be the first person to come to mind. Same thing goes to him.

You never realized after all those years, he actually gives you the best hugs. It's always comforting to you.

The presence of him always seems calming to you. It's like you know he can protect you, and he always will.

When it comes to you, he's never hesitant to apologize first

He's the first person to show up when you're sick

Even though you both used to fight and argue a lot when you were younger, now you both realized how important and how you both love each other so much

Since the only Mosby living in New York are you and Ted, he has become the person you trust most

[amiadeadpoet]

why is ted mosby so underrated???? fanfics on him are literally nowhere...

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The Town Weirdo

Pairing: Misfit!Wooyoung x Popular!Reader

Summary: Jung Wooyoung was a misfit. He didn't look different, he didn't dress too differently, he didn't act different, someone just decided that he didn't fit into the frame, and everyone hopped on the idea. Everyone except one, who didn’t want to judge before knowing both sides of a story.

cw/tw: bullying, harsh language, mental and physical abuse, domestic violence, fluffy, angst, mentions of rape and kidnapping

They acted as if he didn't existed. They all thought that maybe if they don't think about him, he'd disappear. He was like a bogger in the school's nose, like an eyelash in your eye. Simply there to annoy, never to do any good.

Even the adults treated him like nothing.

He was never called on in class, even if he raised his hand. He rarely ever got his tests back, grades would be shit because they didn't like him.

He hadn't done anything to be hated. He had always kept to himself, he'd always studied, he was (technically) a straight A-student, he'd never done anything to offend anyone.

He always wore an oversized, black hoodie, black, baggy cargo pants and a pair of purple air Jordans. Occasionally the hoodie would change color, but mostly he wore all black. He fit into the school's fashion perfectly.

Yet, for whatever reason, the football team decided that since everyone hated him, why not make his life fucking miserable? His life wasn't hard enough already, with everyone avioding him like the plague.

A young girl, no older than 5 years, had gone missing a few months ago. In such a small town news traveled fast. Everyone knew about her disappeareance.

At first everyone were worried, everyone looked for her. But as time passed and nothing was found, people needed someone to put the blame on. So why not choose the most hated boy in town?

Jung Wooyoung.

He had nothing to lose anyways.

''You know the girl who disappeared? He probably took her. He's probably a little pervert. He probably got her locked up in her basement and uses her whenever he feels the urge to''

Comments like these were almost normalized in the small town. Something that didn’t sit right with one girl.

She couldn't understand what he ever did to be hated, even by his own mom. She'd seen him sleeping on a bench, outside an old and abandoned restaurant.

She felt bad for him. Her own family was of high status in the town. They were rich and donated a lot of money to the small hospital, the two schools and such.

Kim Jiwoo, the youngest in the whole family, had always been rather open minded. She never liked judging people by others words. She wanted to know him, not what everyone thought about him.

She sighed as she heard her "friends" talking about the boy once more. They weren't really her friends, they simply hung out with her because of money and status, and they never had anything kind to say about anyone but themselves and Jiwoo.

''Hey, do you actually think he keeps her in his basement?'' Ara asked in an amused tone, knowing very well that Wooyoung heard her.

''Yeah, of course he does'' Hana replied in even more amused tone as she noticed that Wooyoung posture changed slightly. ''He’s a pervert. He probably keeps her in the basement, has her way with her when he wants, and he probably keeps pictures of her in his phone and rubs one out while watching it''

''I hope he falls down a well and withers away, alone in the dark'' Ara finished before they both started cackling.

Jiwoo let out a tired sigh and turned around in her seat. ''Would both of you shut up? There's no concrete evidence that Wooyoung's done shit, and how would you feel if people spread a rumour about you murdering someone? Or raping? Or kidnapping?''

Minho, the quarterback smirked. He heard the whole conversation since he literally sat next to Jiwoo. Jiwoo'd just assumed that he never listened to them.

''Challenge accepted!''

Jiwoo turned to the boy. ''A) Did you just Barney Stinson me? B) What challenge?''

''I'm gonna steal Wooyoung's phone and prove that he's a pervert!''

Jiwoo sighed. She decided, for once, to take action instead of being all talk. So she stood up, in the middle of the teacher's introduction, and walked over to Wooyung's desk.

The corner in the back.

''Can I sit here?''

The boy looked up from the desk, on which he was currently carving a face, since no one cared what he did anyways. He looked confused. Why would someone wanna sit with him?

He mumbled a quiet ''sure'' and put away the knife and sat up straight.

He knew carrying a knife around and carving shit into the furniture didn't exactly support his attempt on proving himself innocent, but after a while he stopped caring about what everyone thought about him.

''Do you wanna hang out after school?'' Jiwoo asked, still that gorgeous, model smile on her lips.

Wooyoung felt a bit ashamed as he stared at her lips. He wondered what they’d feel like. What they’d taste like.

''Why would you wanna hang out with me?'' He asked and turned his attention back to his little carving.

Jiwoo shrugged. She didn’t know why. She was simply a social butterfly. And he intrigued her.

''I like being social. You intrigue me for some reason, and you’re the only person in the school who doesn’t kiss my ass for status and money ''

''Well, sorry little miss daddy's Princess, but that ain’t gonna happen, ever''

The girl realized how it sounded. ''No! I didn’t mean it like that. I like that you don’t do it. To be honest, I don’t really have any real friends''

Wooyoung let out a sarcastic laugh. ''Oh yeah? Couldn’t daddy’s money buy you some?''

That was it for Jiwoo. Here she was, being as nice as humanly possible when you don’t know someone, especially when there’s a rumor that he’d murdered someone and another one stating that he’d kidnapped and raped a five year old girl.

She always tried to keep the judgement low, or non-existent. But anyone would be kind of concerned with a murder rumour. She thought she was doing a great job at being nice, yet he treated her like a piece of shit.

''Listen here you fucking asshole, I came over here to try and be nice. I wanted to prove to the town that you’re not some weirdo, kidnapping rapist, but apparently you hate everyone, and I can’t judge you, but I have never done shit to you. In fact, when we were in 4th grade, I beat up Dae for bullying you, but fuck you''

Jiwoo started packing up her stuff to go back to her other desk. They both knew all eyes were on them since Jiwoo’s outburst wasn’t the most silent person in the universe.

Wooyoung cursed himself for being such an asshole. It was a habit at this point. If someone tried being nice, his defense mechanism would turn on. He just assumed no one ever wished him well.

He grabbed her arm. ''Look, I’m sorry. You’re right. It’s just… with everyone being nice to me, and then shoving me down a well or similar, it’s hard accepting when someone’s being genuine''

Yes, it had actually happened. Wooyoung was seven and his "best friend" had asked him to come to his house and hang out. He did, and his "best friend" shoved him into a well. In which he had to lay in for three hours, crying his eyes out.

The girl smiled. She could accept that as an apology. And it seemed quite logical what he said. Survival instincts.

She sat back down and smiled. ''So, do you wanna hang out? My dad’s pulling out his ugly old barbecue. When he cooks, there’s enough to feed the whole town. I promise, if they do anything that makes you uncomfortable, you can leave ''

The boy thought about it. ''Sure, uhm, but I gotta do one thing before we go to yours''

Whispers followed his reply. People were sure that Jiwoo pranked him, that she only asked him out of pity, or because she had a bigger plan. All were wrong. She genuinly wanted to get to know the man.

The boy intrigued her, so she acted on it. And to be fair, he was ridiculously good-looking under the black hood.

As the class went on, Jiwoo couldn't be more bored. ''Does anyone know the answer to question 10?'' The teacher looked at the class.

Wooyoung raised his hand, something Jiwoo'd seen him do a lot, but he never got to answer since the teachers seemed to hate him just as much as the students.

''No one?'' The teacher asked, his gaze avoiding Wooyung's corner.

''1939'' Wooyoung said out loud, tired of being ignored.

''Don't speak unless I tell you to!'' The teacher snapped in a rude tone.

Wooyoung rolled his eyes and sunk back down in his seat. ''Asshole'' He mumbled under his breath, causing Jiwoo to chuckle.

While Wooyoung packed up his stuff Minho passed by their desk. It confused them both since he sat in the front.

Without missing a beat Minho snatched Wooyoung's phone from the table and rushed out of the classroom. Jiwoo cursed the fact that Minho was the quarterback. He literally got the position because he could run.

Wooyoung let out a quiet sigh and slung his bag over his shoulder. Jiwoo copied his actions. ''Let's get your phone back, eh?''

''Uhm, I can survive without it''

''Wuss, I'll do it. Let's go''

They headed out of the classroom and spotted everyone in the hallway, gathered around the tall quarterback.

Jiwoo let out a quiet sigh. She walked up to Minho, after pushing her way through the small crowd. She tapped him harshly on the shoulder. When he turned around Jiwoo quickly withdrew her arm and punched the boy in the face as hard as she could.

A small crunch was heard and Wooyoung's phone dropped, right into Jiwoo's expecting hands.

''Don't take things that aren't yours'' Jiwoo smiled sweelty and threw Wooyoung his phone.

Wooyoung pointed behind her. Jiwoo turned around and spotted the quarterback charging at her. ''Why does he have to make things so difficult? Hold this, love'' She handed Wooyoung her bag.

Wooyoung froze for a short moment. Jiwoo called him "Love".

Minho stopped before her and stared down at her. ''Listen here Kim-''

''No, you listen her Park, you've been an asshole since the day I met you. You've never been nice to anyone but your minions, you've never treated Wooyoung as a person. My parents basically run this town, my dad's a lawyer, my mom's... important, let's see who wins?''

Minho fell silent and stared at the very short, yet fiesty girl. ''Well... fuck off''

''Now to the rest of you assholes, did you find a single picture of anything? Any proof? Anything?''

No one said anything.

''That's what I thought!''

''He had a picture of you!''

Jiwoo slowly turned around and looked at Wooyoung. He looked horrified. ''Can I see?''

Wooyoung unlocked his phone and handed it over to Jiwoo. She scrolled through his cameraroll and found two pictures of her. One in the dining hall where she sat alone, side profile towards him as the sun came through thw window, and one of her lauhging about... whatever.

''I look amazing- wow'' Jiwoo mumbled and zoomed in on herself. ''Be gone, idiots! I see no harm in these'' She handed the phone back to the owner. ''Let's head to mine then, loverboy''

''Jiwoo! You coming?'' Ara and Hana asked and turned to their friend. They were planning to hang out earlier, but she wasn't too excited about that anymore.

''No, I'm gonna hang out with Wooyoung'' The girl replied without even looking at her two friends.

The two girls scoffed and looked at the boy. ''Why? He's a kidnappeing pervert''

''So? Do any of you have any proof, whatsoever, of anything? I'm heading out with him, bye''

Wooyoung followed Jiwoo out to her car. His eyes widened. ''Holy fuck, that's a nice car''

A chuckle left the girl's lips. The laugh sounded like heaven to Wooyuong's ears. ''Well, get in. Where did you need to go?''

Wooyoung snapped out of his daydreaming and looked at the girl. ''Oh, uhm, just outside town. I do some charity work at a orphanage there''

Jiwoo smiled. ''You're such sweetheart''

The boy blushed. ''Well, I know how it is living without parents so.... yeah''

She smiled and started the car. Jiwoo drove and Wooyoung gave directions to the building.

When they stopped outside the daycare and Wooyoung got out, he was immediately ambushed by kids. He squatted down and held out his arms as the kids hugged him.

Jiwoo smiled as he spoke with each of them, asking about their day. ''Oppa, who's she? Is she your girlfriend?'' One of the small girls asked with a smirk.

Wooyoung turned around and looked at Jiwoo. ''No, she's a friend. Be nice to her''

A few of the kids immediately walked up to her and started introducing themselves with wide smiles. One girl in particular had a tight grip on Wooyoung's pant leg. She seemed very shy.

Jiwoo walked up her and squatted down in front of her. ''Hello, I'm Jiwoo. What's your name?''

She hid behind Wooyoung's tall frame. ''Uhm... Arin''

''Pretty name, fits perfectly for such a pretty girl'' Jiwoo said and smiled as sweetly as she possibly could.

Arin seemed to accept it and smiled. ''You're sp pretty, Unnie. Are you Oppa's girlfriend?''

''Just a friend I'm afraid''

The small toddler pouted. ''But you're so pretty!''

Jiwoo chuckled as she leaned closer to her. ''Can you keep a super secret secret?'' The girl nodded excitedly. ''Oppa is really handsome, but you can't tell him''

''I promise!'' She giggled and ran away.

The girl stood up straight and looked at Wooyoung, who was frozen in his spot.

Kim Jiwoo, the perfect dream girl, thought he was handsome? The town's misfit, the weirdo creep?

''You there Wooyoung?'' Jiwoo waved her hand in front of his face.

''Hm? Yeah''

''Ah! Wooyoung, right? Welcome!'' Chaeyoung greeted the boy happily as Jiwoo introduced them.

Wooyoung's eyes widened as she squeezed him in a tight hug. He looked at Jiwoo with a panicked look. No one had ever shown him this much love.

''Yah, eomma, you can't just hug people I bring home. Not everyone's comfortable with that!''

The woman immediately pulled away from the hug. ''I'm so sorry Wooyoung, it's just... Jiwoo's girlfriends are all... rude, and you seem to sweet''

The boy was still surprised, as well as confused. ''So you've not heard the rumours?''

''Yeah, well, I prefer creating my own opinion'' The woman smiled sweetly. ''Food will be on the table in a minute, unless your father screws it up again''

Jiwoo chuckled and led Wooyoung up to her room. Wooyoung only stood awkwardly in the door opening, as the only time he'd ever been at someone else's house was with an old "friend" who didn't allow him on the furniture, as if he was a dog.

''Sit wherever'' Jiwoo threw her school bag into her closet and closed it. She sat down on her bed, removed her shoes, and crossed her legs.

Wooyoung carefully sat down in her office chair. He wasn't sure what to do.

''So, tell me about you. I wanna get to know you! I doubt you're a kidnapper since you volunteer at the orphanage''

The boy chuckled. ''Well, uhm, there's not much to know about me. I'm homeless since my own mother hated that everyone knew her son, especially for something bad. I volunteered at the orphanage before that. Uhm, then the girl went missing and since everyone already hated me it was easy to put the blame on me. And yeah, the rest you know''

''You can stay here if you want. We have a spare bedroom'' Jiwoo offered with that same, sweet smile she always wore when she spoke to him.

Wooyoung didn't know what to think about it. He adored it. It made the girl even more beautiful, if that was even possible, but he also felt like she only acted like this out of pity.

''Look, if you're only doing this for some kind of Univeristy resume, or pity, or some kind of... attention from the whole town, just drop the act now and I'll never bother you again''

Wooyoung was ready for her to either lash out on him for "exposing" her, or laugh and throw him out, or continue her lie, but she didn't.

''I know you think I'm doing this out of pity. I know you only see me as some... rich daddy's girl, but I genuinly want to help you, and I really think you are sweet, if you want to at least. Carving faces into the wall works against you, but yeah''

The boy was stunned.

''And I didn't lie before, you are really handsome'' Jiwoo winked and smirked.

''Thanks'' He blushed slightly and pulled up his hood again.

Jiwoo chukled. ''You're a blushy one'' She teased and took out her phone. ''Give me your number''

Wooyoung was hesitant but did as requested. ''Why?''

''Kids! Food!''

''So we can hang out again'' Jiwoo said in a duh-tone.

Wooyoung made a quiet "ah" sound and quickly entered his number into her, much newer, phone. Jiwoo took Wooyoung's phone and did the same to his. She held it up and took a silly selfie before handing it back.

''Smile'' Jiwoo smiled and directed her phone camera to Wooyoung's face. The man did as requested and smiled. ''Pretty, now let's go eat''

''So, Jung Wooyoung, correct?'' Jiwoo's father, Changkyun, turned to the new face.

''Yes, sir''

Changkyun smiled. ''He called me Sir, I like this one!''

Jiwoo chuckled as she ate. Her father loved meeting new people. Especially if they looked up to him. He enjoyed the ego-boost.

''Well, how come you two are hanging ouy? Jiwoo only has mean friends, but you seem really sweet'' Changkyun asked bluntly.

Wooyoung let out an awkward laugh. ''Well, Sir, she sat with me in math. Why I have no idea''

''Because he was intriguing, and my friends are all assholes, might as well make some new ones. And he's the only one in school I haven't spoken to before''

Chaeyoung chuckled to herself. She enjoyed Wooyoung's company, and her daughter seemed to enjoy it as well.

''So, any girls, Wooyoung?'' Chaeyoung asked.

''Eomma!'' Jiwoo glared at her mother.

''Uhm, no ma'am, afraid all the girls in school hates me or are terrified of me, well, except Jiwoo apparently'' Wooyoung smiled sweetly.

Jiwoo looked at the boy with a sweet smile. Well, according to her mother it was "adoring". Chaeyoung was convinced her daughter had found her "one".

Jiwoo and Wooyoung finished their dinner and were quick to disappeared up to her room again.

Wooyoung cursed himself as he caught himself staring at Jiwoo's lips once more.

''Fuck her lips are pretty- even prettier when she smiles''

''I can see you staring'' Jiwoo chuckled and smiled. ''You got lip-fetisch, or what?''

''N-n-no! I just- your- I- your lips are pretty''

Jiwoo chuckled and sat down in front of him. ''Oh yeah? They're pretty?''

Wooyoung didn't know what to do. He was panicking on the inside while also keeping all his focus on Jiwoo's lips. She was so close. He could smell her sweet scent. He could see the glitter specks in her pink, cherry lipgloss.

''Wanna feel them? Or taste them?'' Jiwoo knew she was frisky. But she thought she'd picked up some... hint. A small, subtle nod. Jiwoo smiled again, that sweet, gorgeous smile. That smile Wooyuong had never seen, before she looked at him.

Her smile made him feel like the only person in the entire the world. Her smile made him feel like every problem he'd ever had had disappeared. Her smile made him lose his mind and not focus on anything but her.

Jiwoo chuckled and laid a hand on Wooyoung's shoulder. ''You sure? You don't have to kiss me unless you really want to''

''I- I-... I really want to kiss you, I'm just worried that you'll be let down by me doing... being, well, me''

''Come on, my first was Minho in our class, it's hard to let me down'' She laid a hand on Wooyoung's cheek. ''And who knows, maybe I'll let you down?''

''You could probably never let me down'' Wooyoung smiled weakly.

Jiwoo smiled and laid her small hand on his cheek. She leaned closer, slowly if Wooyoung wanted to back out. He didn't. Jiwoo pressed her lips against Wooyoung's.

Wooyoung might be new to this whole thing, altough he had his fair share of kisses, but he carefully wrapped his arms around Jiwoo's waist and pulled her into his lap.

A small smile rose to the girl's lips as she straddled him. She wrapped her arms around Wooyoung's broad shoulders and pulled him closer.

The man was touch-deprived, and slightly desperate. His hands landed on her hips and his thumbs automatically started rubbing circles on them.

Jiwoo parted her lips slightly, allowing Wooyoung to do as he pleased. Wooyoung accepted the invite and started exploring her mouth with his tongue.

A small, breathy moan left Jiwoo's lips. She was also, slightly, touch-deprived.

She pulled away and chuckled slightly. ''Someone's excited''

Wooyoung blushed and rested his forehead against Jiwoo's shoulder. ''You're mean''

''Yet here you are, without your pent up walls''

''For you only''

[periprose]

will you be writing more bucky?? i really liked therapy!!! :D

aw thank you anon!!

I will be writing more Bucky! I have a few AUs on him. I am kind of busy with life rn so you may not see it for a bit.

I'll be nice and let you know about them lol.

Boxer!Bucky x Ballerina!Reader

College AU, Bucky and Reader have to be roommates because there's no picking your roommates on campus housing (oh no!) will they wont they strangers to lovers, bonding over being athletic stuff, studying together, etc.

HIMYM Bucky Barnes AU

Based off of How I Met Your Mother, Bucky is a total playboy asshole like Barney Stinson. He sleeps around, and doesn't care for real relationships, until he meets the reader (taking on more of a Robin role). The fic is basically him telling their kids all about her. Also featuring Steve as Ted, Natasha as Lilly, and Bruce as Marshall. Also it will end with Bucky and Reader together (justice for robin x barney please!!)

I'm also still continuing my Peter Parker Florence Fic, too, but that one has a sequel in the works because I have too many ideas and I'm not ready to let go yet lol.

[6rookie-writer0110]

Based on the Superman & Lois x male!reader where y/n is the son of Clark Kent and Lois Lane also a triplet from his brothers. Y/n is a hyper active goofball who has Lois personality and her temper when his angry. He also acts like Barney Stinson and Deadpool.

Imagine where y/n had to get his wisdom tooth taken out and he was sedated with laughing gas. After his wisdom tooth was taken out he was rambling out funny jokes. One of them was where he said that Lois used to be in a biker gang because she wore a jacket that looks like it.

Lol, the gif.

R - mom has a biker boyfriend *smiles*

Jordan - what? She doesn't have a biker boyfriend

R points at Clark

Lois - I'm not in a biker gang, y/n

R nods - I won't tell anyone *giggles*

[companionjones]

Can I Use Your Shower?

Pairings: Barney Stinson x Reader, Slight!Barney Stinson x The Random Woman in Barney’s apartment

Fandom: How I Met Your Mother

Summary: The shower at your apartment is cold as all hell, so you ask Barney if you could shower at his apartment.

Warnings: Barney’s usual sexcapades, so many sexual references

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    “Oh my god.” Barney’s eyes almost burst out of his head. “It’s 11:30 at night, and you’re at my door? Are we finally going to have sex?!” he finished with a huge grin on his face.

    “Can I use your shower?” you sighed.

    The man nearly jumped in excitement as he yelled, “YOU WANNA DO IT IN MY SHOWER?!”

    “No!” you exclaimed, “Not like that! Just...I’ve been having the worst night of my life, okay? My water finally got turned back on in my apartment after a week, but it seems the super only fixed the cold water. On top of that, I just found out I’m out of shampoo, so I was hoping I could use that too. Can I shower here?”

    Barney’s face changed to one with more sympathy, and he looked you over. You shifted your feet. You knew he could tell you’d been crying.

    “Y/n, you can use my shower whenever you want to.” Barney stepped aside to let you into his apartment. “Just give me a second to clear out the cameras, sex toys, and traction mat that makes a lot safer while I’m giving my women the business...unless you want the mat in there. It does make all things a whole lot safer.”

    All it took for you to start shaking your head was a few flashes in your mind of Barney giving the business to some random women. “I’m good without it, thank you.”

    He just shrugged, “Okay.” He ducked out to take care of whatever he needed to take care of in the bathroom.

    “I’m surprised I caught you at home, Barney,” you called out to him. “I knew it was a long shot coming here. Most of me thought you’d be out running plays or you’d have someone over--”

    “Who are you?” a new voice sounded.

    You turned around and found a woman wrapped in Barney’s blanket and nothing else.

    Barney came stumbling out of the bathroom, arms full of the things he was clearing out for you. “Oh. I forgot you were here, Miss...” he trailed off.

    The woman tried to cover up her embarrassment by adjusting her posture. “I...never told you my last name.”

    Barney was still struggling. “And your first name is...”

    Affronted, the woman stomped back off to Barney’s room.

    “Yeah, just wait there for me.” Barney, for some reason, still thought his night with her could be saved. “I’ll be back in a second--” He was cut off by a slap to the face.

    The woman had slipped her dress back on, and she had her heels in hand. She marched toward the door. She stopped by you, though. “I am so sorry,” the woman apologized sincerely before she exited.

    You and Barney shared a look that said, “That was wild,” before you headed over to Barney to help him pick up the stuff he’d dropped when he was slapped.

    “I think she thought we were together,” you commented after a second.

    “Us? Together? Ha, imagine that,” Barney responded in a semi-joking tone, but he was avoiding your eyes.

    You forced yourself not to think too much about it.

    ���So, um, that should be it,” Barney informed once the two of you had gathered everything up. “You’re good to go. Use all the shampoo, conditioner, and body wash you need. I can refill them whenever I want. I got a guy.”

    “Wait, one of your guys put that stuff in there?” You hesitated. “Barney, last time I put lotion from one of your ‘guys’ on my body, I had a rash for a week.”

    Barney was fighting a smirk when he responded, “I got a new bathroom amenities guy after that. This guy gets all his stuff legit. I promise.”

    You eyed him for a second more before stepping into the bathroom. You reached for one of the black towels he had on a shelf.

    Barney’s voice interrupted your movement. “Fun fact: Those towels are made from skunk--”

    Your hand shot back, and you glared at Barney.

    “--I’m only kidding!” Barney laughed before walking away to give you your privacy and empty his arms.

    You rolled your eyes as you shut the bathroom door, but you couldn’t help a smile playing at your lips.

    The shower was really, really nice. Barney’s water pressure made your shower look like a leaky faucet. You also loved using Barney’s amenities. They smelled exactly like Barney. You really liked that.

    “Thank you so much, Barney.” You walked out of his bathroom in your pajamas. You figured on your way over to his place that you wanted to be as comfortable as possible when you got out of the shower.

    “Any time, Y/n.” Barney was on his couch with a glass of scotch in hand. His giant TV was turned on.

    Avoiding the glare of the large screen, you headed for the door. “Well, I better get going,” you added.

    “Wait, Y/n,” Barney calling your attention got you to turn around. “Why do stick around at that place?” he asked. “It seems like something goes wrong every week over there.”

    You shrugged. “It’s all I can afford.” You turned around again.

    He inquired, “Is your heat still off?”

    You sighed, and turned back around. “Maybe.”

    Barney smiled, “Then stay here tonight.”

    You blinked, surprised by the offer. “...No, Barney.”

    “Come on,” he pushed, setting his scotch down and getting up. “I’ll even sleep on the couch, and you can have the bed to yourself.”

    “No. I’m definitely not taking your bed from you, Barney!...Why do you want me to stay here so bad?”

    The question took Barney off guard. It took him a moment to get his words together. “I, well...you know...I just want to make sure you’re okay.”

    Suddenly, it was your turn to be thrown off guard. There was no arguing that Barney really cared about you. You still didn’t want to take advantage of him, however. “...Just one night,” you finalized eventually.

    He cheered.

    “But I’m bot making you sleep on the couch,” you pressed, “We can share the bed.”

    Barney then got a very excited look on his face.

    “We are not having sex,” you denied, looking him straight in the eye.

    He rolled his eyes rather dramatically. “Whatever. Come on, let me get some more pillows and blankets. I keep them hidden usually so the women I sleep with don’t think what they and I are doing is anything more than it is.”

    “‘Course,” you shrugged.

    Sure, Barney was an acquired taste, but you wouldn’t substitute him for anyone. Under that shallow playboy, you knew his true, caring self. You absolutely loved him.

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Author’s Note: Thank you for reading! Fill up that heart and reblog if you liked it. I would also really appreciate a comment, if you have the time. If you would like to read more, I have more How I Met Your Mother fics over on my page. You should check it out. Have a nice day, night, or whatever time it is for you! <3 <3 <3

[whatstruthgottodowithit]

Toothbrush

Fandom: How I Met Your Mother

Pairing: Barney Stinson x Reader

Characters: Barney Stinson, Reader, Marshall Eriksen, Lily Aldrin, Robin Scherbatzky, Carl The Bartender

Word Count: 1336 // Rating: Teen

Summary: Baby you don’t have to rush, you can leave a toothbrush at my place.

Tags/ Warnings: New Relationship, Blossoming Love, Flirting, K*ssing, S*x, Implied S*x Song Fic [x]

Notes: I’m doing 12 days of Songfic’s for Halloween. Not halloween related just a challenge to write everyday [updated 9/22]

12 Days of Songfic Spooktober (Oct 19th - Oct 31st)

Barney sat at the bar watching the door. It was half ten and he had been there for hours hitting on every girl who came through the door with not much look whilst his friends sat in their regular booth and chatted. Barney couldn’t rest. He had to find a suitor. He had to find someone to sleep with tonight that wasn’t Y/N. He had to prove to himself that he could. As Carl called last orders Barney felt anguish set in and so he left the bar and walked to where his friends were chatting in their booth. ‘Finally admitting defeat huh?’ Robin chuckled sipping on her beer. ‘No,’ Barney said as he got out his phone, ‘I’m sure there’s someone out there that’s interested in the Barnacle.’ ‘Dude just call her,’ Ted said. ‘No,’ Barney said, his eyes still on his phone. ‘What’s the problem? So you like the girl-‘ ‘Shhshhshh!’ Barney said looking up, ‘I don’t like her!’ ‘Whatever dude,’ Marshall said, ‘liking someone is dope.’ ‘Dope what is this 1997,’ Robin chuckled. ‘No, if it were 1997 Y/N wouldn’t have just walked through the door, right Barney?’ Marshall retorted, making Barney’s head snap up and whip around to the door followed by everyone else’s as they ogled the girl who had just come in. Y/N smiled awkwardly and waved toward them before going to the bar. Barney felt his heart rate shoot up as he watched her speak to Carl. As he leered he noticed his friends slipping out of the bar. ‘By Barney,’ Ted said, ‘have a good night.’ Barney nodded but said nothing. As they left one by one they waved goodbye to Carl behind the bar which Y/N noticed and grabbed her drink before walking over to Barney. ‘Hey,’ she said sliding into the booth. ‘Hey,’ Barney said. It was unlike himself no suaveness. He didn’t notice that he had slid his arm around her in the booth whilst they talked. And they leaned in closer and closer without noticing. She was merely a foot away, and then Barney felt unable to stop himself he leaned in and kissed her. She tasted of beer and cherry lip balm and he was intoxicated. They made out for over ten minutes in the booth before Carl forced them out and closed up. They were all over each other outside until a cab pulled over and they climbed inside. By the time they were at Barney’s apartment Barney’s shirt was half off and his pants were unbuckled. Y/N had her shirt off and was making fast work with her pants. They were in the bedroom before midnight. Barney was uncomfortable. His bladder was pressing against him, full, and there was heat on his making him sweat. He woke up to find his blinds open and his curtains pushed back allowing warm rays of sunshine to breach his bed and his face. He rolled over onto his back to find the other side of the bed empty which brought a wave of disappointing sadness over him. Then he heard the shower. A warmness swelled in his heart. This was a situation they had been in a thousand times. It had been a conquest for Barney at first. Y/N was a teacher who worked with Lily and she had introduced them over a month ago at a fundraiser she had roped the gang into. Barney had hit on her straight away which she didn’t take kindly to and knocked him back. He had been determined from then on. He’d bumped into her at random, he’d done career day at their school, he’d invited her to the bar and tried his every move until one day she had asked him to come over to her house. He had been ecstatic, then he found out she wanted help icing 200 cookies for a school bake sale and his heart had sunk. He stayed though. They iced and drank until finally they until finally they could barely see and Y/N had invited him into her bed.

He had done it.

But the next morning hadn’t felt like a conquest. He didn’t want to leave in the middle of the night. He didn’t want to ignore her calls or pretend he was a Russian businessman who didn’t speak English when he saw her on the street. He wanted to take her for breakfast. Freaked out, he made his excuses and left wondering what he would do when he saw her again which had been later that night at the bar when she turned up to return his favourite belt, which he had left on her bedroom floor. They’d talked and she didn’t seem crazy or clingy. She said she didn’t want a relationship so there was no need for barney to freak out and he had been happy with that. They even went home together that night.

And the next night.

And the night after that.

Over the past month, Barney had gone home alone twice. Every other time he had been with Y/N, much to his friend’s mirth as they teased him relentlessly about having a girlfriend which he insisted he didn’t. But now, lying in his bed and listening to the shower knowing that she would dress and leave within ten more minutes he felt disappointed. He didn’t want her to go. He wished he had woken earlier like he had some other mornings, and cuddled into her. He wanted to take her to breakfast. He wanted to kiss her goodbye on her way to work and meet her later tonight for dinner before falling back into bed.

As he was thinking his bedroom door flung open and Y/N came in dressed in just a towel. Her hair was wet and tethered back in a ponytail. She didn’t speak as she came in, busy picking her clothes up off of the floor which she did with a flurry as she haphazardly threw on items under her towel before hanging it up on a peg beside Barney’s closet.

‘Your hair’s wet,’ he commented as she rolled onto his elbow watching her.

‘Yeah, well you don’t have a hairdryer and I’ve not got time to shower at home so,’ she said.

‘So you’re gonna dry your hair at home?’ he asked confused.

‘No dummy,’ she giggled which made him smile, ‘I’ve not got time I’m just gonna head to the office.’

‘With wet hair and yesterday's clothes?’ he asked with a quirked eyebrow. He shuffled forward to the edge of the bed and sat up, the sheets around his waist. She took a look in the mirror her back to him as she said, ‘I work with second graders and no one wants to sleep with me. You think they’ll notice what I’m wearing?’

‘No one wants to sleep with you,’ he scoffed, ‘I don’t believe that.’

‘I think the 25-year age gap might put them off,’ she chuckled.

‘Do you have to go? I mean you’re not going home this morning maybe we could have a replay of last night. You know, round two,’ he said.

‘I don’t think so, pal. You are at least another twenty minutes away from my work and I’m already late. Maybe you can just think about last night yourself or hang onto that memory for tonight,’ she said leaning down and placing a kiss on his lips. He accepted it with ferocity, his hands circling her waist and pulling her onto him as he fell back on the bed. She pulled back slightly as he did and shook her head, ‘not now. Besides I haven’t brushed my teeth yet.’

And with that, she was up and off of him disappearing out of his bedroom before Barney could push himself up. Before she could leave though he said, ‘you know maybe we should leave some of your things here for tomorrow? Save you having to rush.’

He heard a chuckle and the click of his front door before he fell back onto his bed. For now, the promise of tonight was the only thing that would get him through the day.

[fannyspammy]

Fixing the Yips

Barney Stinson x fem!Reader

18+, hair pulling, fingering, daddy kink, unprotected sex etc

Based on S3E11 “The Yips”

A/N: this came to me while I was rewatching himym and I had to write it down so enjoy

You’d always gotten along with Barney, even though he could be absolutely ridiculous and childish. In fact, it was often your love for fun and adventure that brought you closer— laser tag matches, last minute flights just for a change in scenery, licking the liberty bell…

And you had to admit he was attractive. The suit effect was real, and the fact he wore them every day didn’t stale the fact; you’d never get tired of the sight of him in a suit. Still, you bet he was just as attractive without it. In fact you’d spent a few sleepless nights picturing him suitless, hovering over you (or under you). You were too proud to make a move, though, and although you didn’t know it, Barney was too shy to make a move on you.

But when Barney had run into Rhonda, the woman he’d lost his virginity to, he’d caught a bad case of the yips. You’d never seen Barney this way — so unconfident, so out of it, and you knew the perfect way to fix him.

You walked nervously up to Barney’s apartment, clutching your trench coat in the pockets. Your hair was pinned up loosely, holding your day old curls away from your face, framing it perfectly. When he opened the door he looked surprised to see you. But his face soon returned to its downcast expression as he trudged to the couch and slumped in his seat. His grey sweatpants and blue hoodie were a contrast from how you usually saw him, but you knew you only needed a few minutes to get his confident energy back.

“I heard you had the yips,” you said, stepping out of your heels. He glanced over at you without turning his head. You began to unbutton your coat as you strutted toward him slowly.

“I thought I would help you… fix it,” you said with a gentle bite of your lower lip. Barney turned to look at you, eyeing you up and down as you teasingly pulled back your coat, revealing the flimsy red lace that barely covered your body.

Barney raised his eyebrows. “Y/n what are you doing?” His hands instinctively resting on your thighs as you gently climbed into his lap. Lowering your lips to his ear you whispered, “I told you, I’m helping you.”

With that, you brought your lips to his. The kiss started out sweet and gentle, but soon your tongues were wrestling at a steady pace. Barney tugged on your hair, and you moaned as he pulled your head back, placing sloppy kisses down your neck. Your hair spilled from its pinned position and down over your shoulders as Barney kept pulling your hair and sucking hickies on your neck. You felt a growing wetness in your panties as a sudden need for more of Barney washed over you, and you ground your hips against him to satisfy your craving.

Barney groaned under the movement and you felt him growing under you. You unzipped the hoodie he was wearing and threw it across the room. Wrapping your legs around his waist you pushed your dripping core harder against him and dragged your nails down his chest.

Barney had a hand squeezing your ass and the other freeing your boobs from your bra before squeezing one as his tongue moved toward the other one, teasing the nipple before taking it into his mouth and sucking desperately.

“Mmm, Barney, more, please,” you begged, and he obeyed.

He looked up at you, eyes on yours as he continued sucking your breasts and slid a finger past your panties, through the wetness of your folds and began circling your clit. Encouraged by your moans of pleasure he went faster before thrusting 2 fingers in. Curling his fingers slowly, he watched lustfully as your face contorted in pleasure by his own doing.

“You like that, baby? Daddy making you feel good?” Barney purred into your ear as he pawed your breast roughly with his free hand.

“Mmm, yes daddy, so good… please, more,” you praised him.

“Tell daddy what you want.”

“I want — oh!— to feel you — mmm— in me, daddy… mmm please! I want to cum around your cock!” You said between moans.

Flipping you onto your back, Barney flung your legs over his shoulders and positioned himself at your entrance.

He hesitated before pushing into you. “You sure you want this?” he asked.

“Yes daddy please!”

Holding onto your hips he thrust into you, allowing you a moment to adjust to his size before starting a steady pace. The room was filled with the sound of your moans, your cries of pleasure and the slapping of skin on skin. The more you said his name the harder he thrust into you, hand around your throat, other rubbing your clit as your nails raked across his back, sure to leave marks.

Over and over again you called his name, and with every praise the yips left him, until he was back to his confident sexual self. Soon he was flipping you backwards and forwards, fucking you hard in a dozen different positions. You had already come twice, but were quickly brought into round three so Barney could finish.

About an hour later he had you pinned against his large window, arms held tightly above your head with one hand while the other held your leg up so he could pound into you from behind. When he was finally on the brink of his high he released your arms to circle your clit as he came hard in you, white liquid filling your pussy as you came with him, reaching your third high, a loud cry coming from each of you, your names spilling from your lips as he rode you through your high.

When you’d both caught your breath Barney turned you around so you were facing him. Tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, he looked at you for a moment, studying your face before placing a kiss on your lips.

“Thank you,” he said as he pulled away. You smiled at him before meeting him in another kiss.

Then Barney said something he’d never said to another girl.

“Wanna stay the night?”

[siennafrxst]

🍂 ₊ ⊹ ~ fate (sequel)

pairing: barney stinson x female reader

universe: how I met your mother (HIMYM)

word count: 0.7k words

a/n: this sequel is set in season 5, which is 10 years after the prequel (yes it’s been that long).

dt @sunflowermyheart 🫶🏼

if you haven’t read the prequel, click here to view it.

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Ding dong.

The five friends turn to face the sudden disturbance, all with perplexed expressions written across their faces.

“Did someone order pizza?” Ted questions.

Everyone shakes their head as Ted frowns, his eyebrows creasing in befuddlement. After much hesitation, he stands up from the couch and unlocks the door. That was when the mystery person had revealed their presence, causing Ted’s eyes to widen at the sight of someone he thought he’d never see.

“Y/N?” He lets out a light chuckle, a smile forming on his face.

“Hey, Ted.”

———

“Y/N, what are you doing here?”

“Well, I was in the city, and I thought, ‘hey, why not go visit my brother?’ I mean, how long has it been since we’ve seen each other in person?”

He nods, the smile on his face only growing in size as they both savoured this moment of reuniting after not having seeing each other for a few, very tiring years.

Ted turns around to spot several pairs of extremely confused eyes glaring upon the two as he snaps himself back to reality.

“Uh, right! Guys, this is Y/N, my sister. Y/N, this is Marshall and Lily — who I’m sure you remember.”

She officially steps into the room to approach the couple as they stand up from the couch with huge grins on their faces.

“Y/N, it’s great to see you again! I haven’t seen you since, like, college,” Marshall says as he wraps her in a hug, Lily following after.

“Yeah, it’s been way too long. Congratulations on the baby, by the way!” She greets as she hugs them back before promptly breaking it.

“Thank you. You know, if you’re sticking around, maybe you can get a chance to meet him?” Lily asks.

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

The three smile at one another once more before Ted gestures towards Robin.

“Robin, this is my sister Y/N. Y/N, this is-“

“-Robin Scherbatsky! It’s nice to finally meet you,” Y/N greets as she reaches for Robin’s hand.

Robin simply smiles before shaking hers in return. “Yeah, you too.”

“And this is Bar… where’s Barney?”

Everyone scans around the room, searching for their missing friend.

“Well, while you guys look for your mystery friend, uh, could I use your bathroom? The cab ride here lasted longer than I expected.”

Ted nods. “Yeah, ‘course. The bathroom’s just that way.” He points to a door in the near distance.

“Thanks.”

Y/N rushes her way to the direction where Ted pointed towards, spotting the door and reaching for the handle, only for it to be opened by someone else on the other side.

“Ted, you’re toilet’s clogged agai-“

That was when Y/N’s eyes trailed to connect with Barney’s, a sudden moment of déjà vu hit them both where it hurt the most.

Her face instantly drops in realization, everything surrounding them seeming to fade into view, blurring itself out of the picture. Her eyes fixated on the man, who was glaring back at her dumbfounded expressions. “Y/N, you’re…”

Ted eyes the two suspisciously, already able to tell that a secret was silently being shared between his sister and his (second) best friend.

That was when Y/N subtly shakes her head, going unnoticed by everyone else in the room except for the man in front of her.

“…just as gorgeous as I pictured in my head! I knew Ted had a hot sister,” he exclaims in a cheery tone, earning an eye roll from Ted.

“And that’s why, you don’t just come uninvited to my apartment, because sometimes, I got a creepy guy lounging around.”

Y/N frowns at Ted. “Oh, I’m sorry for wanting to come visit my brother every now and then. Especially when the last text he’s sent me was ‘sorry I forgot your gift for Christmas.’”

“That’s my way of saying that I love you very very much.”

“Yeah yeah, whatever. I’ll be right back.”

Barney and Y/N’s eyes linger on one another for a seemingly forever-lasting moment before he steps out of the way, letting her walk past him and close the door behind them.

As Barney walks over to sit back on the couch, Ted approaches him, his steps suddenly deafening and cold.

“Hey, you better not be trying any moves on my sister or I swear to God I will individually rip every single suit you’ve ever owned.”

Barney rolls his eyes at Ted’s feeble attempt to make a believeable threat. “I won’t.”

Barney turns to face the bathroom door, holding in a heavy sigh from escaping his lips as his stare lingers into the room. “I promise.”

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A/N: that “I promise” is a callback to when they both promsied that the next time they’d see each other, they’d kiss.

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[multifandomsimagine]

Imagine beating Barney at laser tag using an unorthodox move

———  Masterlist / Ko-Fi ———

As [Name] rushed around the obstacles before her, a sinking feeling began to fill her. Barney was right on her heels and she couldn’t see a way out. When the two first walked into Laser Tag, she had been happy to see the lack of people as that would mean that they wouldn’t have to worry about being too aggressive. But now she was beginning to see the downside as that meant that there was no other player she could use as a shield against Barney. Thus this led to her current predicament of trapped in a dead-end. 

She was about to try and escape when Barney suddenly appeared, his laser gun in hand.  Moving closer to her, [Name] walked backward trying to put space between them before she couldn’t any longer, her back having brushed against the wall. “Any last requests?” He asked, smirking at his inevitable win. 

Putting her arms around his neck, she gave him a sultry smile. “How about a kiss?” [Name] pulled him closer and pressed her lips to his. When he began to kiss back, she couldn’t help but internally smirk. As much as Barney has changed during their time dating, his sexual nature stayed which is why she knew that there was no chance he would say no to her request. So when he placed one of his arms on her waist and pulled her closer to him before deepening the kiss, [Name] knew she had him exactly where she wanted. 

Knowing she couldn’t move too quickly or he’d catch on, she used one hand to pull her laser gun out of its holster while the other slowly moved down his body in an attempt to distract him. Brushing against his shirt’s collar, she trailed her fingers down his chest while continuing the kiss.  Knowing he was too distracted to take notice of her next move, she pushed him away gently. Quickly taking advantage of his confusion, she raised her gun and shot him, taking enjoyment into the beeping his vest made.

Barney spluttered when he finally realized what happened. “You cheater!”

[iheart-cobiesmulders]

Robin Scherbatsky x Fem!Reader

Prompt: Robin finds out you’re a cat person.

Things have been going great between you and Robin. After finally admitting to her that you’ve liked her for a while, she gave you a sweet kiss on the lips and agreed to go out to dinner with you.

One month later, you were official, and you couldn’t be happier.

Robin called you around lunchtime, saying she was held up at work, but that she’d visit your apartment as soon as she was done.

“My apartment?”

“Yeah! I haven’t seen it yet, and I’ve missed you today, a lot,” she said, emphasizing the last few words.

“Oh,” you said quietly, beginning to blush. Your fingers grip the big white phone in your hand, twirling the cord around your other hand.

“Mhm,” she said, smiling. “Alright babe, I’ve got to go, see you later?”

“Alright, see ya, Robin.” You hung up the phone, smiling to yourself.

As promised, Robin showed up an hour after lunch. You were greeted by three fleeting kisses on your lips, a sign that she had missed you very much. “Slow down, soldier. I made lunch!” You gestured to the cute little setup of pasta and breadsticks you had placed on your table.

Robin eyed the table. “How about,” she gave you a kiss. “We eat that later, and eat something different right now,” she whispered on your lips, pressing hers against yours. You kissed her back, beginning to unbutton her light blue top. “Bedroom?” You whispered against her mouth, being silenced by Robin’s lips.

She began to walk backward, hands in your hair as you continued to unbutton her shirt when she was interrupted by a loud screech. Robin pulled away quickly, eyes wide. “What was that?”

“Aww,” you cooed, bending down. “You stepped on Mr. Whiskers’ tail!” You picked up a fluffy white cat, who made a soft meow. Robin frowned as you comforted the cat, stroking his fur. You grinned at Robin. “Tell him you’re sorry.”

“What’s that?” Robin asked blankly.

“It’s a cat.”

“You have a cat?”

“Four of them. Now apologize,” you said playfully, holding out Mr. Whiskers for Robin to hold. She took a step back. “Four?!”

You frowned at her defensiveness. “You’re one to talk, you’ve got five dogs!”

“Yeah! Dogs! Cats are, well they’re gross! And I hate them!”

You gasped, covering Mr. Whiskers’ ears. “Speaking of cats, where are your other three? I don’t see them around,” Robin scanned your apartment.

You set Mr. Whiskers down on the floor. “They’re probably napping on my bed.”

“The one we were just going to have sex on?!” Robin cried.

“Yes! I don’t know why you’re so angry about this, I’m sure your dogs lay on your bed all the time!”

Robin looked down at Mr. Whiskers, and then back at you. “What’s wrong?” You asked.

“You’re a cat person!”

* * *

“She’s a cat person?”

Robin drank a sip of her beer. “Yes. A cat lady,” she sighed, shuddering at her words.

“I don’t see what’s so wrong about this!” Lily interjected, making Ted and Robin turn their heads slowly.

“She’s a cat person!” They said in unison.

“So?!” Lily cried back.

“It’s the cat and dog theory, just like our olive theory,” Marshall explained, nudging Lily’s shoulder.

“But you said you liked olives!” Lily said and Marshall shrugged.

“The point is, she likes cats. The cat and dog theory for dog people is to never fall for a person who likes cats.” Ted said, and Lily rolled her eyes.

“But I am falling for her,” Robin groaned. “So much. I think I love her. Oh god. What am I saying?” Robin put her head down on the table.

“I always knew she wouldn’t like it doggy style,” Barney said, staring up at the ceiling.

“Really? That’s what you’re concerned about?” Robin cried, voice muffled.

“Robin, I think you’re reading too much into this,” Lily put her hand on Robin’s shoulder. “It’s really not that big of a deal.”

“What happened after you said she was a cat person?” Ted asked, and Robin raised her head from the table, brushing a piece of hair behind her ear.

“I left.”

“What?” Lily exclaimed.

“You didn’t do it in front of the cats?”

Robin turned to Barney. “Petition to kick Barney out of this conversation.”

Everyone except Barney raised their hands. “I left, okay? It was weird and awkward after I insulted her cats, which she called her ”children“ I don’t know, it was weird.”

“Here’s what I think,” Barney began, but was silenced by Robin’s hand covering his mouth. “I do not want your thoughts on this. I have Ted,” she says simply.

Barney removed her hand, earning a glare from Robin. “Here’s what I think,” he repeated. “I think that the cat and dog theory is wrong.”

“What do you mean?” Robin inquired.

“I mean, every person you’ve ever dated was a dog person, right?”

Robin nodded.

“And where are those relationships now?” Barney grinned, downing the rest of his drink.

“Barney’s right,” Lily said. “And you said you loved her?”

“I don’t know,” Robin said shyly. “Maybe. I think I’ve loved her for a while now. Did any of you know she was a cat person?”

They all shook their heads.

“The point is if you love her, cat person or not.” Lily smiled at Marshall, and then at Robin.

“Alright,” Robin sighed. “I guess I love…a cat person,” she shuddered once again. Ted patted her shoulder reassuringly. “I should go apologize.”

Lily nodded. “Call me after!”

Robin smiled, gathering her purse. “Bye guys.”

* * *

You set down a book hearing a knock from your front door. You assume it’s Robin, and when you open the door, you see that your assumptions are correct.

“Are you here to apologize?” You ask, folding your arms across your chest. Robin nods guiltily and walks inside your apartment.

“Yes,” she grabs your hands after you close the door. “Y/n, I am so sorry for leaving and I was so stupid to insult your cats, I don’t hate them, I’m just more of a dog person-”

“Not to me, to Mr. Whiskers!” You let go of Robin’s hands and pick up your cat from the couch. “You stepped on his tail, remember?”

You grin, holding out the cat for Robin to take. “Oh,” she mutters.

She takes the fluffy cat in her arms awkwardly. “Mr. Whiskers,” she looks the cat in the eyes. “I am so sorry for stepping on your tail.” Mr. Whiskers yawns. “And,” Robin glances at you. “And I’m sorry for leaving your owner.”

“Mother,” you correct.

“I’m sorry for leaving your…mother high and dry and I shouldn’t be saying that to a cat,” she drops Mr. Whiskers on the ground.

You laugh as Mr. Whiskers returns to his spot on the couch, unbothered. You walk up to Robin, looping your arms around her neck. “Apology accepted, Scherbatsky. For Mr. Whiskers at least. You’ll have to make it up to me.”

Robin leans down to kiss your lips.

“Sounds good to me,” she whispers.

[annoyingvoidzombie]

2 weeks ago I started my re-watch on HIMYM, yeah, such a great show with so many great moments, ships and goofs but one BIG NO NO ENDING!!

It took me 13 days but I've seen those 208 episode in a row and I can easily say, it's a great show, really good pure TV of 2000s

[fangirl-imagines]

Dating Ted Mosby Would Include...

A/N: Thank you to @super-who-dat for reminding me of how much I use to love Ted Mosby. 

He is the worlds biggest romantic. 

Seriously, you got him a mug that said that one time and he still drinks out of it all the time. 

He loves big romantic gestures, somethings he steals from movies, others he thinks up on his own. 

But he does even more small things to show you how much he loves you. 

Sending you flowers at work, surprising you by making dinner, bringing you coffee in bed in the morning, etc. 

He just loves to make you smile and wants to make you as happy as he says you make him. 

He needs you to show him you love him too though. He doesn’t need big gestures but he needs you to be there for him with support and care.

He’s very affectionate. Hand holding, sitting with your legs touching, footsie under the table, arm around your shoulder. You’re always touching in some way. 

He’s never afraid to kiss you in public either. 

Barney always groans when he sees you two together and tells you how disgusting and sappy the two of you are. (Even though he really thinks that you two are goals). 

Seriously, Ted looks at you like you hung the moon and its a hard thing to get use to but also the sweetest thing ever. 

Barney has a hard time giving up time with his best friend though sometimes and has been known to invite himself on/crash your dates. 

Star Wars marathons together. Ted even loves the prequels much to your dismay (or joy). 

Having plenty of debates/arguments over Star Wars theories. 

More than once has one of you said “I love you” and gotten “I know” in response. 

You still refuse to name your kids Luke and Leia though. He still thinks he can wear you down though. 

You do agree to name your dog you adopt together Chewie though.

He is basically your baby. The two of you are totally the pet parents that treat your dog like your baby. 

You go down to the pound together just to look when you first start talking about getting a dog and as soon as you see him you are both in love. 

Ted does grumble when he tries to come to bed after you though and Chewie is asleep in Ted’s spot. 

The two of you take Chewie on walks together in the park on Saturday mornings every week as a standing date. 

You love walking around the city with Ted because he always tries to stop and point out the same buildings you walk by all the time and tell you the history of how they were designed and built. 

He gets really excited and his eyes light up making him look absolutely adorable. 

But if you tell him he’s adorable he starts to blush which just makes him look even more adorable. 

He takes longer than you do trying to do his hair in the morning somehow. He is incredibly particular about the way he looks. 

But that also means he has lots of soft sweaters and button down shirts for you to steal. 

If you surprise him at his office with lunch he will be grinning like he won the lottery all day. 

Of course you have lots of double dates with Marshall and Lily and not gonna lie, you two have debated on who is the better couple before. It wasn’t pretty. 

Other than that the four of you are a great couples friendship. 

Ted falls hard and fast typically and with you it is no exception. He would ask you to move in pretty quickly. 

Marshall was really worried he was going to have to pick up the pieces when Ted eventually broke up with you but it didn’t take long for him to see that it was different this time. 

It really sunk in for everyone how serious Ted was about you when Halloween rolled around and he bought a new costume. 

When you asked him about it he just smiled and told you he didn’t want to wait around for the slutty pumpkin anymore, he had you. 

When one of you can’t sleep or has a bad day you’ll both go up to the roof and sit together in silence just watching the city lights. 

Slow dancing in the living room together. 

Making plenty of memories together that Ted can tell your future children about.

[irishavengersassemble]

No Strings Attached

Hello darlings. This is my first attempt at writing Barney. I’m still learning how to work with his character. Hope you enjoy guys

Barney Stinson let out a sigh as he turned towards his CD player. A confident grin pulled along the corner of his lips as the smooth sounds of Maroon 5 crooned in the background of his apartment. 

You’ve got this Stinson don’t mess it up.

“Is everything okay?” The gentle feminine voice questioned tenderly. “Oh everything is just fine. Where were we?” The blonde man purred taking the woman’s tiny hand in one of his and bringing it to his lips.

 Sunlight streamed through the windows hitting Barney in the face. His nose wrinkled in irritation until the feeling of a warm body pressed against his chest stirred him from the dream he’d most definitely tell Ted and Marshall about later.

 All traces of his dream vanished as his vision cleared his eyes took in the sight before him. He could look at the sight before him for years. That thought scared the shit out of him and he quickly put it in the back of his mind. Y/N was pressed against him h/c locks splayed across his pillow. The way the sunlight shone against her hair it was an array of colors all its own.

 It was beautiful and Barney couldn’t deny the way she fit perfectly in his arms. He didn’t want this morning to end. His lips pressed a kiss to Y/N’s hair before he held her a little tighter to him drifting off to sleep as he did so.

 Barney automatically reached out his eyes snapping open as he didn’t feel the warm body that was next to him when he fell back asleep. He sat up quickly finding his bed empty of Y/N’s sleeping figure.

 The sight of a single piece of paper on his nightstand met his line of sight. Snatching the paper his eyes scanned the note reading quickly as he did so. Y/N’s pretty calligraphy filled the page.

Barney,

Although the time we shared was short. I’m thankful for them every year. I hope you get the best out of the New Year. If you’re ever in London you know where to find me.

Until we meet again.

-Y/N <3

 “Shit!” He groaned falling against his bed and running a clammy hand down his face. He was practically shaking as the realization of his situation sunk in. He Barnabas Stinson was in love with his best friends little sister.