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Sexy to the Rescue!

Part of @xxsycamore's Late Summer Rendezvous challenge!

Day 1: Sexy Lifeguard

Fandom: ikesen

Suitor: Shingen Takeda

Modern AU, NSFW content, fingering, PIV, unprotected sex, female reader

Sexy to the Rescue!

I took a deep breath as I made my way out of the women’s locker rooms at the public pool. It took every ounce of self confidence I had to put on this bikini, but…I had to try something. I’d been coming to the pool almost daily now with my best friend. Swimming was the best way to beat the heat during this sweltering summer we had been experiencing…but that wasn’t the only reason we had been coming.

“I saved you a spot here!” Misa, my friend called to me.

I smiled at her as I made my way over. “Did you make sure we have a good view?” I asked.

Misa grinned. “Oh most definitely.” She said, giggling. “Just sit down and take a look.”

I sat down on the lounge chair next to Misa and looked across the pool. The lifeguard stand was directly across from us. Currently the stand was filled by a young man with light brown hair, but we knew that he was due to go on break soon. “Oh, once he comes out, we’ll have the perfect view.” I said, grinning.

Misa giggled. “Definitely. Plus he should be walking right by here.”

“We’d better apply our sunscreen then.” I told MIsa.

Misa nodded. “Very true.”

We grabbed our bottles of sunscreen out and slowly began to apply it. Just as I was putting it on my legs, the doors to the guard house were coming open and the real reason we had been coming to the pool was walking out. Mister Tall Dark and Sexy, all broad shoulders, rippling muscles, and washboard abs. Not to mention a one hundred watt smile that was too charming for any woman to resist. The lifeguard known as Shingen.

He sauntered out, looking ever the picture of sex appeal. He smiled and nodded his head at everyone who greeted him as he past. He paused briefly in front of me and Misa. “Well, hello ladies. It’s good to see you again today.” He greeted, that smile the most charming thing I had ever seen, making my heart do flips in my chest.

Despite my racing heart, I smiled at him, hoping it would be as seductive as his own smile. “Good to see you as always Shingen.”

He smiled at me and opened his mouth to say something when the other lifeguard was calling out to him in an annoyed tone. “Shingen! Stop flirting and get over here! It’s my break time and you have duties to attend to!”

Shingen sighed. “I’ll be there in a moment. I can’t let beauty go unappreciated.” He was then turning back to me and Misa. “You ladies stay safe and I’ll see you at the next guard change.” He was then walking away, the eyes of every woman following him.

“Oh, I hate to see him go, but I love to watch him leave.” I murmured.

“I hear you.” Misa replied, fanning herself. “But did you notice he came over to talk to us? He didn’t stop at any of the other sunbathing ladies…and mentioned that we were beautiful. Though I am certain his eyes were on you.”

“It’s hard to tell with those sunglasses.” I replied. “I would only be so flattered.”

“Bet it’s that new bikini. I told you to go for it.” Misa replied. 

“He was probably just being nice.” I replied. “Though I won’t lie, I do enjoy the attention. It’s a nice confidence boost.”

“You know that bastard didn’t deserve you and everything he said was a lie.” Misa said, referring to my ex. “And I bet you that Shingen does fancy you.”

“In my dreams.” I replied. “My very..vivid and sexy dreams.”

Misa giggled. “Do those dreams include a rescue?”

“Sometimes.” I answered.

“Why not make those dreams a reality?” Misa asked, a mischievous grin on her face.

By this point we had finished applying our sunscreen and were both reclined back on the chairs, our sunglasses on, hiding the fact that we were ogling Shingen. “What do you mean?” I asked.

“Go in the deep end and pretend to drown…maybe you’ll even get lucky enough for a little mouth to mouth.” Misa answered with a giggle.

I felt my cheeks heating up. “I don’t think I could do that…”

“I could push you in if that would help.” Misa suggested. “Come on, you’ve been making googly eyes at him all summer and he’s been stopping to talk to you. Take some action.”

“Well…I mean he would be doing his job…” I replied.

I don’t know how I ended up agreeing to this, but the next thing I knew, Misa and I were walking to the snackbar. We picked a spot where it was especially slippery by the pool and Misa pushed me in, though made it look like an accident.

I let out a loud eek as I fell in the pool, closing my eyes and holding my breath to brace myself. I heard Misa letting out a convincing scream as I fell into the water. She was a good actress. It was a few moments later there was a splash in the pool and very soon, I felt two large arms wrapping around me and we were soon breaking the surface of the water.

I was being carried out of the pool and though I knew I needed to keep my eyes closed, there was no way I could. I cracked my eyes open just a bit and sure enough, I was being cradled against that broad chest belonging to Shingen.

“Are you alright?” He asked me, his voice so gentle and filled with concern.

Reflexively, I opened my eyes and looked up at him. His sunglasses were off now, revealing the most gorgeous gray eyes…the term bedroom eyes flitted through my mind as my breath caught. I nodded, unable to find my voice being this close to someone so sexy.

He smiled at me before turning to speak to someone else. “I’ll be taking her to the medical room in the back of the guard house to look her over.” He said.

“Oh, that would be best. Thank you.” Misa’s voice said, sounding so concerned even though we both knew I was fine.

Another lifeguard was coming out to keep watch as Shingen carried me to the medical unit in the back of the guard house. Once we were inside, he was sitting me down on an exam table they had. “You know, you didn’t have to put on that show just to get me alone. Though it was a good excuse.”

I looked up at him feigning innocence. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. It’s a bit slippery out there.”

Shingen chuckled as he came to sit down beside me on the exam table beside me. He lifted a hand to my wet hair, taking a strand between his fingers and toying with it as he leaned in close. “Are you trying to tell me you haven’t been trying to get my attention all summer? I know I’ve been trying to get yours.”

I felt my cheeks heating up. “Shingen…”

He leaned in, his face mere inches from mine. “I noticed your beauty the first time you walked out of the locker rooms. You are a beautiful woman and I would be lying if I were to say I hadn’t been hoping you would be in need of a rescue on my shift…though I was hoping to get to do mouth to mouth.”

“Well…you don’t need the rescue for that.” I found myself saying.

Shingen grinned at me and the next thing I knew his gorgeous lips were on mine. The kiss quickly deepened as his tongue teased my lips open and his arms wrapped around my waist, his large frame completely enveloping me in an instant.

My own arms wrapped around his neck and I found myself pressing my body close to his. With our swimwear, we were both already mostly skin to skin…and I felt hot all over. Our tongues twisted and tangled together, as I felt Shingen’s large hands moving over my curves and up my back before going to the string that held my bikini top on.

I gasped into the kiss as I felt him tug on the strings and my top was sliding off. We broke the kiss and Shingen gave me a sheepish look. “Forgive me…if you don’t want this…”

“I…I do.” I replied, breathless. “I…I am just surprised…and what if someone were to walk in?”

“I’ve locked the door.” Shingen replied, grinning at me.

“Well…it looks like you’ve thought of everything.” I replied. I was then throwing myself at him, pressing my lips to his. His arms were around me once more and he was pulling me into his lap.

I found myself becoming bold, my hands roaming over the defined muscles of his body as his own hands explored my dips and curves. His hands were so gentle and warm. I could feel the press of his erection through his trunks as it continued to grow stiffer beneath me.

I found myself grinding against him, wanting to feel some type of friction. Shingen groaned into our kiss. “Angel…you’re going to make me grow impatient.” He murmured against my lips, his fingers toying with the strings of my bikini bottoms.

“Y-you’re…not the only one…” I replied.

Shingen grinned at me as he pulled on the strings, taking my bikini bottoms off quickly, now having me fully bare while I sat on his lap. “You’re even more beautiful than I imagined.”

“You’ve…been imagining…?”

“You are a beautiful woman, my angel, my goddess. How could a man not imagine worshiping you?” He replied before swiftly moving us so that I was lying back on the exam table. He leaned down to spread kisses over my body, his lips covering every inch as his hands had earlier.

He reached my breasts and lavished them in affection, taking a hardened peak into his mouth, licking and sucking as his hands moved to rest on my thighs, squeezing and massaging. His thumbs gently moved on the insides of my thighs in a circling motion.

“Ah…Sh-shin…gen…” I moaned from his touch, but also wishing for more.

Shingen smiled around my breast as he moved one hand slowly up my thigh, bringing his fingers to the center of my heart. He began to stroke my sensitive bud, causing me to let out a cry of pleasure. I clapped my hand over my mouth, not wanting to draw attention from anyone outside.

“That was a beautiful sound.” Shingen said, beginning to increase the pace of his fingers between my thighs before moving to slide two inside, while his thumb circled my clit.

I gasped and moaned, biting my hand to keep myself quiet as the waves of pleasure washed over me.

Shingen kissed back up my neck, his free hand moving up to take mine from my mouth. “I can’t have my goddess injuring herself to keep from attracting attention.” He cooed. “I’ll have to help you.” His lips were on mine then, swallowing my gasps and moans as he continued to work me.

I bucked my hips against his hand, enjoying the sensation and yet still craving more. It didn’t take long for Shingen to pull his hand from my heat. I let out a sound of frustration and pouted into the kiss.

Shingen broke the kiss to smile at me. “Don’t worry my angel, I intend to take care of you.” He said, sliding his trunks off. “I’ll have you thoroughly worshiped and pleased by the time we leave this room.”

The next thing I knew, he had positioned himself between my parted thighs and I soon felt him sliding into my wet entrance. His lips were on mine once again, swallowing the moan I let out at the feeling of his length filling me, hitting so deeply inside me and stretching me in the most wonderful of ways.

I clung to him as he came to rest inside me a moment before slowly pulling back out and then sliding back in. His thrusts began slow and deliberate, getting me used to the feeling of him. His massive frame engulfed me as he held me close.

His pace increased and soon a lewd slapping sound filled the small exam room, accompanied by our pants and gasps. The coil in my core wound tighter and tighter with each thrust and soon, I was falling over the edge, my walls clamping hard around him. I moaned into his mouth and he groaned as my release pulled him into his.

We were panting as we came down from our high. Shingen smiled at me. “How would you like to do this again…when my shift is over at my place?”

“I…I think that sounds like a wonderful time.” I replied, returning his smile…and I knew this was all only the beginning.

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[jinxedwood]

The comment section in the  HotD fandom on AO3 is a bit of a dumpster fire, and I’m not even talking about the usual Black/Green fandom wars.

I’m literally talking about reading a Daemyra fic and seeing people in the comments sections screaming at the writer about how the characters are written or how the story is progressing, I’m surprised half these writers haven’t given up. 

I’m a bit nervous about posting  in this fandom tbh, because the closest I’ve gotten to this kind of vitriol is with my Battle Lines fic in the TVD fandom. I had one commenter recently that was either trying to slut shame me or Caroline (I wasn’t quite sure) but eventually went away when they realised I wasn’t going to nibble on their outrage cheese. 

I mean, I love writing dark!fic but I’m not the kind of asshole that doesn’t tag appropriately, So when I do get the occasional bad faith ‘reader’ toddling through my writing to tell me how wrong I am, I feel I can ignore them with a clear conscience. 

But ten of those comments directed at me, twenty? I really don’t know how those other writers deal with it. (And these are good writers! Maybe even a little too good, maybe that’s the problem. Quality writing is as much about the mess beforehand as the HEA at the end. I love me a good dose of angst but some readers in the HotD fandom don’t seem to be able to handle it - even after being warned in the tags!)

[lifestylevampire]

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[kivsoo]

can't even read a fanficiotn right now bc gay ppl in love upset me

[wrenqueenisboss]

DSMP Angsty Imagines - React to Your Death pt. 3 --- c!Wilbur Soot

Part 3 to my series of “dsmp boys react to your death”:  Pronouns used: they/them (if mentioned) Warnings: explosions, spoilers for the events of Dream SMP, death, grief Words: 1.3+

The list: c!George c!Bench Trio c!Wilbur - (you are currently on this post)  c!Dream c!Technoblade - (coming soon!)

You had tried convincing your boyfriend not to blow up L’Manburg. But Wilbur Soot wouldn’t listen to you. He wouldn’t listen to anyone. Not in this state.

It had been a long time coming, honestly. Everyone should have noticed the signs. You should have noticed the signs, but it wasn’t as if you were actively looking for a reason to paint your lover as an insane psychopath. 

For months, Wilbur had slowly been descending into insanity. Looking back, the tells were all there. Very irregular sleeping patterns; sleeping not at all and then way too much, days when it seemed as if his emotions had been completely turned off, days when his temper seemed too volatile, the times when you’d catch him obsessing over books explaining the mechanics of tnt. It had all been laid in front of you, but you were too blind. 

That’s the thing about love, children. You either find yourself forced into relationships that make you unhappy or find yourself so in love with someone that it practically erases reality and judgment. There are a few lucky people. A few who find the loves of their lives and spend the remainder of their days in perfect happiness. No intoxicating amounts of infatuation, no feelings of emotional claustrophobia. You were not one of those lucky people. Not at all.

It was already too late to turn back by now. The two of you were already heading to the Button Room. Tommy, Tubbo, and Quackity were supposed to be with you, but they didn’t agree with Wilbur’s plan, so they stayed behind.

The three had been desperately trying to convince Wilbur to step down, to destroy the button and give up on his wild fantasies of watching his unfinished symphony burn to the ground. But that hadn’t worked, So they turned to you.

And as much as you agreed with their reluctance - and disagreed with your boyfriend, you had to support him. For that’s what he did with you. When you had been a newcomer to the server and no one would help you, he did. At the very least you owed him that. But you were beginning to doubt how far your support would actually go when you found yourself standing in the button room.

You and Wilbur looked up at all of the signs on the walls, each singing L’Manburg’s National Anthem in your head.

I heard there was a special place where men could go and emancipate the brutality and tyranny of their rulers Well, this place is real you needn’t fret with Wilbur-

“You’ve been so good to me, Y/n.” Wilbur’s unusually quiet voice interrupted the anthem playing in your mind.

“I’m your partner, Will. I’m also your friend. It’s my job.” For some reason, you could bring yourself to say it was because you loved him. Your heart knew it was because you didn’t love him anymore. Actually, that wasn’t entirely true. It was a different type of love now. Much less blinding, and much more clear.

Wilbur reached up a faintly-scarred hand to touch one of the signs on the walls. “You’ve stuck by me and supported me even when no one else did.”

You could feel your face begin to heat up. “Will, about that.... Are you sure you want to do this? Are you sure this is the right thing to do?”

Your boyfriend whirled around at that. And for some reason, your mind began to sing the National Anthem once more.

My L’Manburg My L’Manburg

“Don’t flake out on me now, Y/n. We’re so incredibly close. We’ve come this far together. You can’t possibly be thinking of abandoning me?” His eyes narrowed dangerously, sending ominous shivers down your spine.

My L’Manburg My L’Manburg

“No! Of course not! I just think it would... make sense if you... thought about this some more,” you stammered, desperately fumbling for the right words.

Wilbur stepped toward you suddenly and you flinched backwards. He didn’t seem to notice - or care. “Y/n, if you don’t support me in this plan, I have no choice but to kill you. You know too much. And yes, I do remember that you’re on your last life. That changes nothing.”

Your thoughts froze, so did you. Never, did you expect him to go this far. Sure, you’d been aware of the fact that he was slowly becoming insane for weeks, but threatening your life? That was something you could never prepare yourself for.

You were trapped. Either way, you were pretty sure you’d die. If you agreed, the explosions would kill you. If you didn’t, Wilbur would. 

For freedom and for liberty our nation sought to build on these a victory for all under our freedom

“I’m going through with the plan, Will. We’re going through with it.”

Well the darkness came and then it went we built a home and watched it sink and from the rubble emerged my great-

Once again, the anthem in your head was interrupted. This time by Philza. Philza Minecraft. Your boyfriend’s father.

Your heart raced as it realized how close to pressing the button Will had been only heartbeats before. Philza and Wilbur were having a whole debate in the background. It was only when your name was called that you snapped out of your trance.

“Y/n?” Will asked softly, placing a hand on your shoulder.

Your head snapped up. “Yes?”

You almost shut down at the sad acceptance in Wilbur’s eyes. Had it worked? Had Phil really talked him out of pressing the button and triggering the tnt?

“Phil here has convinced me that maybe the button isn’t worth pressing.”

Hope sprung in your chest. It spread its wings.

My L’Manburg My L’Manburg My L’Manburg My L’Manburg

Your boyfriend leaned down to hug you, head resting on your shoulder as his back faced Phil. You were just about to hug him back when his whispered voice reached your ears, making you shiver.

“It’s all up to you now, Y/n.”

He straightened and left the Button Room, but not before giving you a pointed glance. 

With bloodied hands and weakened knees.

Your body felt frozen, pinned by impossible choices. By the future and the past.

“Y/n?” Philza’s concerned voice carried across the cave. “Are you okay?”

You scrambled for a convincing enough excuse. “Y-yeah. I just need a moment. Today has been... rough.” None of that was a lie.

With a slight furrow of his brows, Phil nodded. He began walking away.

Our people rose like the phoenix

You stopped him, though. “Philza.”

He turned around.

Our empty fields and canals ‘round L’Mantree

“There was a saying, Phil, by a traitor, once a part of L’Manburg.”

Phil didn’t know how to react. He just nodded, clearly uncomfortable with the atmosphere, the tension.

With sweat and tears we armed our ranks we laid foundations in our land

“Have you ever heard of Eret?”

Once again, Philza only nodded.

You could feel your body heat up with anticipation. The moment was nearing.

And from every lips for here up to infinity

“Yeah, he had a saying, Phil.” You felt your fingertips ghost the surface of the button.

We sing L’Manburg We sing L’Manburg We sing L’Manburg We sing L’Manburg

“It was never meant to be.”

~-~-~-~-~-~-

Wilbur Soot was too busy smiling at the series of explosions going off behind him to realize the fact that you were dead.

And even when those around him cried as they mourned your death, not a single tear streaked down his cheek. No pang of sadness or remorse was felt by this man who had strayed too far down the path of insanity.

Perhaps once, he would have torn up the world looking for a way to revive you. But that Wilbur was long gone. That Wilbur was the one you’d fallen for, the one you’d follow to the ends of the server.

But you’d failed to realize that the Wilbur of today was not the Wilbur you loved. And that mistake turned out to be fatal.

[kittiesluvyou]

My Husband Is A Vampire

Summary: Starscream is a vampire and nobody, not even his own husband Wheeljack, can know.

Word Count: Unknown

Inspiration: @cirilee because I sent this idea to them and now I can’t stop thinking about it.

Tw: no warnings

Starscream was in bliss in his room eating the various red fruits that Smokescreen and Bumblebee have brought for him. They watched as he sucked on the juices, his fang piercing each skin like tiny daggers. “Are you going to join us for dinner tonight?” Smokescreen asked, still keeping his eyes on the cherry that the vampire was currently sucking on.

“That all depends, will there be garlic? You both know exactly why I can’t be around garlic.” Bee gestured, “we didn’t ask.” Starscream nodded understandably, “then I won’t join, it’s too big of a risk for me.” Smokescreen sighed softly, “when are you going to tell them, grandpa? They need to know about this. They’ll understand and they’ll also be willing to help, especially Wheeljack since he’s your husband.”

Starscream nearly spit out the red juice right then and there, “no, I can’t! I won’t! Do you remember the story that I told you about how my family were killed by the hunters? I’m still unsure how well everyone would take it if I said that I was a vampire out loud for all to hear.” He shuddered, “especially Ultra Magnus, if he catches wind of this conversation, I’d be doomed!”

Ultra Magnus listened to the entire conversation from outside of Starscream’s bedroom. He always had suspicions that he was hiding something, but he never thought that this would prove him right. He saw the doorknob twist as he walked casually away to find the wrecker, who was lounging lazily on the couch in the living room. “Wheeljack, we need to talk,” Magnus sat in an empty spot on the couch next to him. “I was saving that seat for Starscream, Magnus.” Wheeljack complained, but was ignored.

“Starscream is a vampire and I doubt that your marriage is going to work. He possibly craves blood and is using red fruits as appetizers.” Wheeljack laughed at that, “really Magnus? Star can’t be a vampire, he may be very pale and eats nothing but red fruits and candies, but I highly doubt that it’s true.” “Then why do you ask him yourself,” he points at Starscream and Wheeljack immediately jumps out of his seat and hugs him, “Birdie!” Starscream giggles, “Hello, Jackie, what are everyone’s plans for dinner?”

Wheeljack’s smile slowly faded, “it involves garlic bread, why?” Starscream could only use his typical excuse, “I’m allergic.” Wheeljack decided to ask a different question, “are you a vampire?” Starscream started stuttering, “v-vampire? N-no, I’m not! W-Where did that idea come from?” He was shaking like the temperature in the room just dropped to negative thirty degrees. “Hey, Hey, sweetie, it’s alright.” He kissed his husband’s lips, “vampire or not, I still love you and I’m never going to divorce you because you’re not a normal human.”

Starscream blushed deeply but released himself from the kiss, “who told you that I was a vampire?” Wheeljack frowned, knowing full-well that he’s not going to like the answer, “Magnus did.” That gave the vampire pause, “did he tell anyone else? I’ll suck his blood if he does.” “Not yet, but you need to explain everything to Optimus.” “I understand, but I don’t want too. What if I get kicked off of the team because I’m different? What if I’m killed right on the spot?” Starscream wrapped his arms around Wheeljack’s waist and curled up next to him, “I don’t want to die.”

Optimus overhears that and walks over, “you won’t die, Starscream, you’re a vampire and there’s nothing wrong with that just as long as you don’t suck human blood.” Starscream looks up at the Prime, rapidly shaking his head, “not since I escaped the hunters and needed human blood to keep my savage side under control. However, thanks to the red fruits and candy that Smokescreen and Bee have been giving me, I’ve quit drinking blood all together.”

Optimus nods understandably, “good, just keep eating those and we’ll go shop for more if you happen to run out.” Starscream beams, “thank you, Optimus, I still won’t be joining you for dinner since I can’t be around garlic.” He was then met with a worried glance, “will you die if you consume garlic?” Starscream tilts his head, “no, I just get sick for a couple of days or even weeks. It all depends on how much I’ve consumed. Whilst we’re on the topic of my weaknesses, I get sunburned very easily so I need to put on sun lotion before heading out, a steak through the hear won’t work because I’m too quick and I will dodge the oncoming attack, and I sadly cannot transform into a bat.”

Wheeljack is already hooked onto this new information, “so what can you do?” Starscream laughed, already loving the attention that he’s getting from these questions. “I can use echolocation to hear any dangers in my surroundings, I can communicate with bats, and I summon giant bat wings and fly around whenever I want.”

 Wheeljack is extremely impressed, he turns to Magnus smiling, “see? He’s harmless!” Magnus looks at Starscream doubtfully, “I still don’t trust him. What if he goes feral?” “Oh that’s an easy fix! Give me reds, lots and lots of reds. Candies, fruits, anything that’s red and I’ll calm right down,” Starscream kissed Wheeljack’s cheek, “he always goes shopping for my needs and I thank him dearly for it.” Wheeljack blushed deeply, “anything for my handsome bat.” Magnus rolled his eyes at the two love birds and walked away. Wheeljack held up his middle finger, “stop being homophobic! This is what true love looks like, Magnus!”

“I’m positive that he’s more upset about me than anything, people like him are known for misrepresenting vampires which led to massive raids and murders of vampires. Misrepresentation, fear, and hate is what got my parents killed...my brothers died because they got caught, they weren’t able run for very long so they easily caught up to them and killed them right in front of me. They weren’t even fast enough to dodge the stakes.” Starscream could feels tears stream down and buries his face in Wheeljack’s chest.

“I may sound crazy, but I think Magnus may plan to kill me,” Starscream hiccuped through his sobs. Wheeljack held his vampire husband tightly, patting his back every so often, “I won’t let him hurt you, I promise that I will protect you from anything related to garlic, sunlight, and stakes.” Starscream let out a muffled, “I love you,” before sobbing again. “I love you too, handsome bat,” Wheeljack cooed softly, still holding him until dinner is ready.

[onlyfortheplot]

Jealousy isn’t a Victimless Crime

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Prompt: “ I think I twisted my ankle… ”

Pairing: Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader

Warning: Jealousy, 

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You didn’t think he was serious. You watched in awe as water slowly drained of his abs, his muscles flexing as he rose an arm, running it through his damp hair. It was the one of the rare times, where Kuroo’s hair was affected by gravity. You watched, heat running through your body as he gave you a slanted smirk, a slow wink attached. You heard, much to your distaste, other girls screeching at his presence.

You rolled your eyes, turning to them with a sweet smile. You made sure they saw your movements as you ran to Kuroo with open arms, a loud laugh bubbling from the depths of your stomachs. He grinned, hands waiting for your jump.

He caught, perfectly, as you jumped into his toned arms, his wet body smack against your dry one. Your legs instinctively wrapped his waist, pulling you even closer.

“Tetsu,“ you giggled, swatting his face as he snuggled it in the crook of your neck.

“Babe,“ his lips grazed your collar, making you shiver despite the heat of the sun.

“Jealous,“ he purred into your ear, you smacked him on the side of his head. He laughed, dropping you back on the ground. You grinned as you continued to clutch his arm.

“I get to be jealous too,“ his voice dropped an octave, you looked at him, “Those idiots have been looking at you since we got here.“ You rolled your eyes for the nth time.

“Whatever,“ you mumbled as you dragged him, but he his heels were snug in the sand. You rose a brow at him.

“I get to show them too,“ he pouted, as he pulled you back into his wet chest. 

“Uppsy Daisy,“ he smirked as his hand lowered down to the back of thighs, the other clutching your chest.

He couldn’t be serious.

“Tetsu I—“ he ignored your complaints, heaving you into his arms. You screeched as he swayed with the added weight.

“Tetsu we’re going to—“

You were words were cut off with the painful fall into the sand. You groaned as your boyfriend laid on top of you, his head snug in your neck. You could feel his smirk as you grunted.

“Tetsu,“ you whined, a sharp pain stinging your body. You whimpered. You felt his smirk drop, as he quickly got off you. He looked at you with worried eyes.

“ I think I twisted my ankle…“ you whined, as you looked at the already bruising skin.  A flash of guilt passed through his eyes, as he looked at your pained form.

“Y/N—“ he started, you cut him off with a look, tears forming form the pain.

“Pick me up,“ you pouted making grabby hands.

“What?“ he looked shocked as he instinctively, dropped down grabbing your hands, “But I dropped you.“

“Well what are you going to do,“ you rolled your eyes playfully, as you grabbed his face in your hands. 

“Fine,“ he said as you squeezed his cheeks. “Fine! Just stop squeezing my cheeks.”

“I trust you,“ you spoke as he carried you again, this time careful in balancing your weight. He grunted slightly as he took baby steps.

I trust you, you thought, as you leaned your face into his neck, pressing a soft kiss.

I trust you.

[wigglesforsquiggles]

U r mee favorite person to pester anyways Renbob has two hands and they are for EX and Goatman. He has a type...

Rendog and Doc are queerplatonic, but they don't tell anyone and are waiting to see how long it takes for people to realize that they are queerplatonic and not romantic/sexual (even tho Ren ha asked Doc to have his puppies but moving on)

Uuuuhhhhh, Pronghorn Antelope demon!Impulse for your consideration

I take my leave to read shitty fanfics now vwv

i have terrible luck w ur asks sammy im so sorry u sent this in this morning aaa

ur right on all accounts renbob DOES have 2 hands!! also who is pronghorn antelope i do not know any pre season 7 lore (and my seaosn 7 knowledge is v limited)

[barbecuebabybackribs]

Dating Rosalie Hale Would Include: (Male Reader)

It was a normal day for Rosalie

It felt like the millionth time she went to college, she couldn’t go to ivy league colleges every time- although she wished she could since now she was at an underfunded local college, she was just glad she didn’t need to suffer within the dorms which were- less then hygienic

She already had taken this course dozens of time so her mind was else where, that was until the smell hit her

Something so alluring, it almost drove her mad, suddenly an intense urge to go find something consumed her, she knew what this feeling was, she knew it was her mate- the stories the other told her about described this feeling- she was about to get up and follow it when the door creaked open.

She looked over and saw a young man walk into the room- he looked confused and somewhat embarrassed- it’s him, is all she thought.

Everything about her drew her in, she wanted to run up and embrace him that very second but she knew she couldn’t

She looked around the room, there were a few open chair around the room but most of them were around her- the other humans could instinctively tell something was off with her, that she was a predator even if they didn’t consciously know it- she prayed he would choose a seat next to her

As the younger boy gave a slip to the teacher and then made his way up the aisles to find a seat- they locked eyes for a moment.

Your entire face ran hot as you made eye contact with one of the most beautiful women you’d ever seen, she quite literally took your breath away

You saw nearly half the aisle she was in was empty.

You weren’t quite ballsy enough to sit right next to the beautiful girl in your class- this wasn’t some cheesy romance movie and you didn’t want to make it obvious

so you sat two chair away from her, your palms sweat slightly when she looked at you and smiled- something about her made you nervous but you still wanted to get to know her.

You spend the whole class trying your best to pay attention but being distracted by the fact that Rosalie keeps looking at you- looking strangely excited

Which was accurate, she was practically over the moon, you didn’t sit right next to her but you were close enough- for now.

She had been desperately searching for a mate for her entire life- even her human one.

She has so desperately wanted to be loved, she died because she trusted the wrong man with her love.

She just wanted to be held by someone she loved, to feel a loving embrace, to simply exist in the presence of someone who loves he unconditionally

That’s why she brought Emmett to Carlisle, she thought she finally found someone who would love her.

And Emmett did, but not the way she wanted. He loved her as a Sister, a Friend- but that wasn’t enough

She was so excited but also so terrified of messing up her one opportunity at love- she was ultimately going to leave it up to you whether or not you would date, she didn’t want to pressure you into anything because of how she felt.

So that’s how it went on for almost a week, casting a shy glance at Rosalie and meeting her sweet smile.

You laughed sometimes at how cold she looked whenever anyone else interacted with her but when you so much as looked at her she looked as if she couldn’t hurt a fly

You wanted to say hello but you were so terrified that you had misread the signs and she just wanted to be alone.

So you decided you would simply sit down in the seat next to her but not say anything- you’d leave that up to her

You nearly jumped out of your skin when she said hello.

You looked over and almost got lost in her strangely color honey eyes- they matched her hair, it was beautiful

“Hello!�� You snapped out of it, “Uhm, I’m new, I don’t think we’ve ever actually talked.” You hadn’t that why you were so nervous and your heart was beating a mile a minute.

“I’m Rosalie,” She smiled, “And your Y/N, right?”

“Uhm yeah, how’d you know?”

“I heard you talking to the teacher once, don’t worry I’m not stalking you.” Which was true, she always looked down on how Edward would handle the situation with Bella, so she let you have your space

“Oh,” You said slightly embarrassed at how loud you must’ve been talking

“Well it’s nice meeting you Rosalie, we should talk more often, I don’t know many people around here.” You sucked in a nervous breath, almost dying on the spot when she didn’t respond immediately 

“Oh, I’d love that.” Her voice was soft but sweet

From that day forward you two would chat before and after class- about everything.

Simple things like what your favorite things were, what things you disliked, to more complicated things like family. You both could talk about anything and everything and even if you disagreed it was okay, you both accepted it.

You found yourself constantly getting lost in her voice as she told you about her life, her family, literally anything and you were in-captured

You started hanging out, outside of school

First place you went was your favorite cafe- which she was reluctant by but agreed. She ordered a cappuccino

“Rose, you don’t need to drink it if you don’t like it”

“I’m not much of a... coffee person.”

“Then why did you- you know what it’s okay.” You laughed

You decided to find things other then cafe’s to go to

You go to the movies

To parks and just talk, or to goof around

She takes you shopping when your one jacket get’s damaged and she learns you can’t afford a new one with your student loans and student housing debt

Girl wants to cry when she learns how crappy your dorm room is- constantly has leaks from the rain, loud obnoxious dormmates, light’s that constantly flicker and give you headaches.

She makes a vow to try and make your college experience as pleasant as possible.

After a month she finally asks you out

You choke on you drink but manage to wheeze out a yes as she pats your back

She takes you to a cafe- opts to not order anything- and then to the park where she planned a cute little picnic

She’s been planning this for decades and she’d be damned if she didn’t spoil the hell out of you

She ends up rambling about cars when you compliment hers.

Is so happy when you respond with your rudimentary knowledge of cars

She’s so elated the entire day

She drives you to your dorm.

“Are you sure you’ll be okay getting home, Rose? It’s after dark and I wouldn’t mind taking you home.”

“I’ll be fine Y/N... thank you for worrying.”

“Alright... just please be safe alright?”

“Same goes for you.”

There’s a moment of pause and you work up the courage to halfly do what you’d been wanting to all day.

You kiss her cheek

Then rush inside as you almost hyperventilate- was dating supposed to be this nerve-wracking?

You almost don’t go to class the next day

She’s smiling ear to ear when she see’s you

“So about last night-”

“Uh- sorry i should’ve asked- I don’t know what I was thinking, heh, I understand if-”

“No, I liked it.”

“oh”

You blush for the rest of the class

Practically skip back to the dorms

She texts you later that day and asks if you’d want to come to her house during the weekend

You agree although nervous to meet her family so soon

She picks you up in her convertible.

You both find out you have similar taste in music- you sing the songs with her and both laugh at how poorly the both of your singing was

When you pull up you gawk at her house

“Rose your rich.”

“Only slightly.”

“Women- you have a mansion and a convertible- I have a whole in the wall and not even a tire to roll in.”

She laughs and leads you inside

“Y/N!” You almost get tackled by a small pixie like girl,

“Alice!” Rosalie practically hissed yanking her off you

“Uhm- It’s okay? Hi?” You were confused but didn’t want to hurt anyones feelings by being mean

“Sorry, Rosalie.” The pixie girl giggled as a blonde man appeared behind her- are all these people like insanely attractive?

“Y/N! I’m so glad to meet you, I know we’ll be great friends! This is my husband Jasper!” She gestured to the blonde man who smiled stiffly at you.

“Well, Hi. It’s nice meeting you finally, Rose told me a lot about you guys.”

“All good thing I hope,” A kind woman looking in her mid twenties called out from across the room, “Alice why don’t you let Y/N take two steps in the door before you nearly tackle him to the ground.”

You have an awkward but pleasant meeting with everyone before Rosalie swiftly drags you to her room- obviously embarrassed.

“So your family is nice- little odd but nice.” You say when you enter her room.

“Don’t tell them that, it’ll go straight to their heads.”

You end up inspecting her entire room, lots of books on cars- but a lot of other things as well, Medical books, mathematical books, Shakespeare, scientific books and collectibles

“Uhm Rose?”

“Yes?”

“Are you... a genius?”

“No, but I am smart.”

“Rose, your rich, pretty, nice, smart- why the hell are you seeing me?”

You said it in a joking manor but when you looked over you could tell she was taking it very seriously

“Don’t ever say that Y/N.”

“I’m sorry- I didn’t know it’d upset you.”

“It’s okay- just please don’t joke about that sort of thing, your the only person I want to be with.” She breathed out before putting a smile on her face, “Anyways, What do ya wanna do?”

You end up spending the day talking and she shows you around the house, then shows you the cars she’s working on- You also talk to her family some more- Alice and Esme adore you, so do the others they’re just more quiet about it

You end up staying way later then intended,

“I should probably go back to the dorms, I’d hate to keep you guys up to late.”

“Ah right.” Rosalie said awkwardly, “You’re probably tired.”

“Slightly but considering I always stay up to finish paper I’m fiii- Oh no.”

“What’s wrong?”

“I HAVE A PAPER DUE TOMORROW AND I HAVEN’T EVEN STARTED- I GOTTA GO.” You said practically sprinting out the house,

“Y/N- I drove you here!”

You turn around and grab her hand- not even thinking about being embarrassed- “We have to go!” You announced, hurrying out of the house.

You end up speeding home with her and she spends the night helping you with the paper- finding it cute how stressed you got over a relatively easy paper

She ends up spending the night- your dorm mates don’t mind since they’ve had done much more inappropriate things with women while you were in the room then sleep

Rosalie ends up pretending to sleep until you fall asleep, loving it when you- while still asleep- throw an arm around her and cuddle up to her

“I’m really glad I met you.” She said softly letting you sleep in her arms, knowing your safe helps her relax and she gets as close to sleep as a vampire can get

Loves how you look when you wake up- hair disheveled, cheeks flushed , eyes droopy.

“You’re so handsome.” She said kissing your nose- smiling when she hears your heart beat quicken.

“That’s rich coming from the most beautiful girl I’ve ever met.”

“Would you guys stop it with that sappy shit!” Your dorm mate said throwing a shoe at you- Rosalie somehow cached it and chucked it back at him.

“Sorry about them.”

“It’s alright, it’s worth it to spend time with you.”

You guys are pretty sappy 94% percent of the time- the other 6% of the time you are on some crackhead shit

“Rose look at this!” “Y/N DON’T GO ON THE CHANDELIER--”

She basically is the only reason your alive

She loves when you pick her up- like loves it more then life itself

She finally gets the loving and comfortable embrace she’s been longing

Will leap into your arms so your guard is always up

Your first kiss is simple but amazing, she doesn’t want to stop  but knows she has too

Once you share that first kiss the damn has been broken

Long make-out sessions, quick kisses goodbye, sloppy kisses, french kisses, Eskimo kisses, butterfly kisses- you guys do them all.

One time she  bit your lip and pulled on it slightly- you let out a moan and that girl had to physically restrain herself from going further

When becoming more intimate comes up she decides to tell you

She just straight up comes up to you and says it

“Stop panicking-”

“I made out with a vampire- why don’t you have fangs?”

“That’s a myth.”

“Oh wow- that’s a myth but what about the blood thing- cause I love you but I don’t know if I’m into that.”

She explains everything to you calmly- answering all you questions

You end up getting pretty excited and rambling about all sorts of things

“Omg, can you turn into a bat because that’d be sick.”

“No- You’re taking this very well.”

“I’m dating a gorgeous, strong, vampire woman- I couldn’t be happier.”

Rosalie loves you so much

From that day forward there are no secrets

She tells you everything- even about Roy.

You hold her when she starts to get emotional, stroking her back softly 

“Thank you for being... you.” She mumbles into you chest.

“It’s my pleasure.”

On a happier note, she loves kissing your neck

Kissing your nose

Kissing you just about everywhere

Holding your hand is a must everywhere

You watch her work on cars and talk to her

She teaches you a few things

Stroking your hair

She spoils you with gifts- you ask her to stop because it’s overwhelming you

You guys don’t wait to get intimate.

In her car or in your dorm is your go to places- the thought of her family or your roommates hearing you makes you skittish

All I’m gonna say is she like’s having power

She only turns you because you get sick- extremely sick.

Treatments aren’t working and Carlisle know’s you won’t make it

He pumps you full of drugs so you don’t feel as much of it as possible

Rosalie holds you and is on the verge of tears that won’t seem to spill

Want’s to take your pain away when you clutch at her blouse and plead with her to make it stop,

“I’m so sorry, Y/N. But I can’t loose you.”

She knew you wanted to be a vampire- she let you make the decision- and the pain was just taking over, but it still killed her

Hold’s you in her arms for day’s waiting for you to wake up

When you do she doesn’t let go

“Rose- Can I get up please?” You rasp out- your throat unbearable dry

“Oh of course.”

Rosalie can’t help but smile when she see’s you smiling at her

She’s about to speak when Alice bursts in the room carrying a mirror “Oh. Y/N you’re so handsome you must see!”

Everyone is somewhat sympathetic but also excited

Rosalie drags you away and swear she’ll be the only one who teaches you about being a vampire- and she does

You guys are an iconic and powerful duo

You insist on carrying her around bridal style since you obtained your newfound strength

She isn’t complaining

Speaking of bridal

You guys get married a few years after your turned

Alice want’s to plan it all and go all out- but you and Rosalie want to plan a smaller arrangement

It’s cute- Alice could’ve made it cuter but it was cute

Wanting to cry during the vows

You guys can break it down on that dance floor- she gave you lessons

You guys go to Paris for your honeymoon- and let’s just say the wedding night does not disappoint

Although the others in the hotel who wanted to sleep are disappointed

You guys are so unbelievably happy together

You’re so glad you found each other, so glad you got to be with the other.

You don’t know what the future holds but whatever happens you know you can get through it together because you have each other.

(Opinions? Also techinically I didn’t lie it did come out when I said it’s just kinda late lmao) @iiconicsfan25 i hope this was okay

[jawritter]

Daddy’s Home

Request: Hey I know this is odd, but I really enjoy your writing and I was wondering if you could possibly do a little smutty Dean thing? Maybe using the name Lyn, and really anything is on the table, I mean, it's Dean Winchester. (Or if you want, some daddy kink and maybe just rough stuff :o) Thank you, dear!! You don't have to if ya don't want to, no pressure 💕💕

Warnings: Daddy!Kink, Oral (male receiving), Choking, Biting, Rough Sex, Praise!Kink, Language, Hair Pulling. This is basically just porn with a plot lol. 

Pairing: Dean Winchester X OFC Lyn

Word Count: 795

A/N: As always all mistakes are mine! Please do not copy my work! Feedback is golden! Hope you all enjoy this one! Gif, not mine! Credit the original owner!

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Lyn found herself in a position that has become familiar to her over the past three years.

On her knees, in front of Dean, his hand wrapped tightly in her hair and his thick cock heavy on her tongue, rocking his hips as he fucks himself into her mouth. 

"That's a good girl. Taking Daddy's cock so good."

His praises making her thighs clench together as the tip of his throbbing erection pressed against the back of her throat, gagging her just enough to tighten around his sensitive spongy tip. His head thrown back against the wall as he tries to maintain his control, and not spill his whole load in her mouth before they even get started. 

This was her favorite side to Dean. Not that she didn't enjoy the gentle touches and the moments where he seemed to treat her as if she were a precious priceless thing, that was fine too.

When he came home from a hunt he was always rough, full of adrenaline-fueled regret and needing to take the edge off any way he could, bringing out a side of him that makes you melt at just the tone of his voice.

She could feel his balls tighten as she massages them while he continues to work himself in and out of her mouth, her hand wrapped around his thick base, tears running down her face, drool falling from her chin. Yet she loved every second of it.

"Look at you, a fucking mess. You love sucking my dick don't you baby girl?" 

She hummed in response with him buried deep in her mouth as his pace picked up quicker. His teeth sinking deep into his lower lip. The veins in his neck started to show and he strained to keep losing control. That's just what she wanted him to do, lose control, fall over that edge. 

Snap. 

Show her the raw power, and what he's really got wrapped up in there. The part of him that normally stays locked away.

She can feel his thighs tighten as he draws closer and closer to his release, painting above her, getting lost  in the feeling of her wrapped around him. 

She flattens her tongue under his thick length and hollowing out her checks to take him deeper into her throat.

A string of curses fall from Dean's mouth and he pistons his hips into her waiting mouth, right on that edge, so close. Slick gathers in her underwear as she watches him above her. 

With a deep growl, Dean pulls himself from her and pulls her to her feet, throwing her over the table in the library and ripping the panties that she was wearing clean off of her body as he lines himself up with her and slams into her with one forceful thrust. 

"Have you been a good girl while Daddy's been gone? You think Daddy should reward you? Let you come on my cock." Dean said, brushing her hair away from her face in a gentle motion that threw her for a moment. It was so contradictory to his tone. 

"Please Daddy!" She whines for him, knowing that's what he wants to hear. 

There it was. Just like that. The snap she'd been waiting for. 

With a growl deep in his chest Dean wrapped his hand around her throat, holding her tight enough to make breathing a challenge, but not enough to cut her airflow off completely. She knew there would be bruises there later, and she'd wear them with pride because they marked her as his. 

Dean's hips were pounding into her with a brutal pace as moans turned to strangle screams falling from her lips. The coil is winding tighter and tighter in her belly as he drives himself deeper and deeper. Sliding her heavily onto the table with each animalistic trust. 

She could feel his pace falter. His hips stutter as his own release comes running toward him. 

She feels him snake his arms around her, finding her swollen bundle of nerves, rubbing harshly to match his own pace. 

"Cum now," he growled before sinking his teeth deep in the junction of her neck and shoulders. 

Her release came as did his in a string of curses and incoherent sounds. An orgasm so strong she forgot how to breathe. Dean still slowly fucking them both through it until they had both came back down from their high, and his cum was dripping down her legs. 

Grabbing her up by her hair forcing her to look up because he knew that's just how she liked it. Dean growled her ear, taking the shell of her ear in his teeth, causing a shiver to run down her spine in the most delicious way before growling the worlds she had waited over a week to hear.

"Daddy's home."

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[jinxedwood]

This HotD Daemyra fic is getting a little out of control. The first chapter is now over 15,000 words  I was originally hoping to post the chapter today but now its looking more like tomorrow/Wednesday.  How did this happen? Usually my fics have 2,000 - 4,000 word  chapters. 

It still doesn’t have a title though. I need to come up with something more catchy than Mafia AU’

[queer-coffee]

Laugh_a_Latte Ao3 Update!!

Hey guys!!

So I haven’t been posting a lot as of recently, which is the exact opposite of what I said I’d do, so I apologize. BUT I have been writing a LOT! I’m actually working on a project of sorts?

By project I mean, I’m writing a post-college fic, and it’s going to be long. Like, reallly long, way longer than anything I’ve written before. So I’ve been working on that, planning it, writing it, all the works. I think you guys will really like it. It’s based off a prompt by a close friend of mine. More to come soon (by more, hopefully I mean chapter 1! I want to get a chunk of it written before I start publishing just to be Sure I know where it’s all going).

Thank you SO MUCH for your patience!!! And so much for sticking with me through my angsty heart writing. Love you guys!

-Latte

[thighdols]

Make a wish - Scenario/ Too Long Drabble  (BTS)

an original drabble by admin Park.

Theme/Character breakdown: Jhope TvPresenterAU! A retro and corny Tv game show. BTS’ Jin, Rapmonster, Jimin, Jungkook, V, Suga appear as ‘lucky’ guests of the show, each with a wild persona i cant explain in this short summary.

Summary: BTS are really not good at thinking of wishes to come true, especially on live TV in the 1900s. And on top of that, Jhope’s new television show contains some pretty weird stuff.

word count: 1.3K lol wtf it was meant to be short

Genre: Crack and stupid and weird and magic and not logic etc (very good genre i read so much of that)

side note; when ur reading this imagine it on set of one of those 90′s game shows, BTS with trends that were cool then and crappy TV reception ;)

‘WE’RE LIVE!!’ A host voice announced.

“Hi! Hello! Annyeong! It is I, Jung Hoseok and tonight TheJungoShow is finally making its first appearance!” Audience members cheer and Jhope dances around the stage in his silver sequined suit, the light reflecting off his boots and blinding the viewers - probably anyone in the country really.

“If you don’t know, tonight’s segment on my show is called ‘make a wish’ and basically; we get some very, VERY lucky guests to join me on stage, and choose their desires, anything they can imagine shall be granted!!” Hoseok shouts, sending the paid ‘audience’ wild but putting off viewers at home. Corny music plays, the host jams, but a set of screen doors open, revealing the six guests for tonight’s segment.

First enters a sour contestant; his blonde hair covering his face, wearing jeans ripped to shreds and a baseball jacket. He finds it difficult to hold back the urge to flip off the cameras live.His nametag says ‘Yoongi’ in scribbled handwriting. Closely behind him a smiley character skips, his brown fringe poking out a backwards cap, his badge says “JIMIN <3″. The audience is quite entertained by the next man, blowing a corny kiss to the crowd and swishing himself all over the isle, his name tag says JIN. The man behind him rolls his eyes, showing off as he strips his denim jacket and ties or around his waist. The ladies coo and “Jungkookie” bounces his eyebrows. Hoseok recieves a cute wave from the next contestant - “TAETAE!!!” his nametag reads. The sandy haired boy puts his glasses against the back of his neck, sits next to Jimin, and performs a childish handshake, sending Jin into cringe attacks. Finally, Hoseok announces “Our final man, our brains, our only sane contestant, though his fellow teammates have said hes ‘always sexually anxious?’ Uhhh anyway here comes NAMJOON!!!”                                                             Namjoon walks up the isle, death glaring his friends but smiling sweetly at the crowd, throwing his sunglasses off to the them and intimidatingly telling Taehyung to move out of his seat, taking it and quickly going back to acting sweet.    

The six take their seats at a glittery counter and their names flash up on screens; "Golden Maknae," "Princess", "Min Suga Genius", "I got Jams", "The leader" and "The best maknae" is written in yellow font.  

Hoseoks booming and screeching voice introduces and promotes the show yet again, yelling "Bring out the wishes!" Into thin air. The confusion is broken when a sassy figure enters, wearing extremely short shorts, suspenders and a silver sequinned singlet. They flash a white smile at the crowd and femininely pass a stack of cards to the host, standing off to the side. "Thank you, Key" Hoseok announces, making the crowd cheer as Key "bows" and lowkey slut drops in the process.  

The lights slightly dim and a spotlight appears, taking about five minutes to not only flash to Hoseok but the contestants too.  

"Let's start with Jin" he smiles, walking over to Jins spot and receiving a blown kiss. "Yes, yes, hello. Okay, what will your first wish be Mr Kim?" He asks, (causing Taehyung to think he's being asked and Jungkook shushing him.)  

"Anyway" Jin coughs, glaring at Taehyung and returning to flip his hair to the camera. "I already have the best looks, but one of the members won't understand it, he's too busy looking at themselves. I wish....that Min Yoongi couldn't see anything but me!!" He smiles innocently and Hoseok agrees, the crowd goes wild but Yoongi starts to freak out, screaming something at Jin. Suddenly, Yoongis eyes are covered by an appeared blindfold. He tries to rip it off, but somehow it's magically stuck. "HE DIDNT SAY SEE NOTHING AT ALL!!" Yoongi squeals. Jhope simply laughs deeply "Oh, sorry Yoongi, well I guess it's too late now!!" He shrugs and the crowd bursts into laughter, including all the members except Yoongi.  

Hoseok then slides over in front of Taehyung. "Okay, now it's your turn man!" The crowd settles and the music quietens.  

"What do you want from us Taehyung?" Taehyung pauses, obviously made the stupid decision of not thinking this through before. He finally speaks. "Mr Jung, I'd like- I wish for chocolate, to be able to have access to it allllll the time. For FREE." Hoseok nods, flashing the camera an evil smile. Taehyung is forced off his chair, the members looking behind the counter in horror. Taehyung stands up, revealing his appearance the same....but completely made of chocolate. The crowd cheers and gasps. He doesn't seem concerned, already on the job of eating himself. Hoseok laughs with the crowd, Key looks way too pleased, the members freak out and Yoongi’s confused as hell.

Next, Hoseok drags his overly-entertained self to Jimin’s side. The question is asked and Jimin puts his Taehyung worries aside for now. “I want to be taller” he says, leaning over so hoseoks microphone and shooting Jungkook a glare. “way taller than Jungkook - and all the members” He sits back and Hoseok nods to the camera. In no time, Jimin starts to grow, first laughing in the members faces - swapping roles when they giggle at the growing, panicking Jimin who’s now in contact with the roof. He loses balance and falls to the ground breaking alot of stuff, lol @ namjoon. Jungkook looks down at his fallen hyung, “dude you’re still smaller than me on the ground!” The audience erupts with laughter and Taehyungs missing a hand.

Hoseok turns to Jungkook now, so carefree that he hasn’t changed his position after the Jimin event. Jungkook wipes his laugh tears and gets himself together. “Hey, Mr Jung” he says, winking at the camera. “I wish, that every BTS iconic quote ever was said by me.” Hoseok makes an ‘ooooooooooo!” sound, looking impressed at the audience. Key passes him a remote and Hoseok turns on an old TV in the corner and all your favourite Bts moments ™ play, one by one. This time, Jungkook says “infires!” ™ as well as “Infires man yeah!” ™ to himself. Instead of V’s “Shit down!” ™ Jungkook is saying it, sitting beside V. Jimin almost has another heart attack when Jungkook replaces his “Excuse me!” ™. He says “You got no jams!™, as well as “Jimin is very no fun!” ™, seeming to be the only one on the plane in ‘english time’. ™ Member by member loses their shit, but it’s Jungkooks turn to when his auto-tuned voice starts singing expensive girl™.

“WAIT NO NOT THAT ONE!!!” he screams, TV BLEEPs playing over the swear-inception of the expensive girl™ and real life Jungkook voices.

Hoseok leaves the suffering maknae to appear beside Namjoon, tipping his microphone to him. “What will it be?” he smiles, talking in a deep voice.

Namjoon rips the microphone out of Hoseoks hand, locking with the camera.      “I wish seventeen would come take Jungkook out of this band - hes always kissing their asses.” Jungkook starts to deny but disappears. An extremely pleased smile appears on Jimins face as his head pops up behind the counter. Namjoon gives an ‘ayyyyyy’ to all the members, whether or not they’re pleased. Hoseok, looking nervous, brings himself to walk to yoong- brings himself to keep on the other side of the bench actually. “s-so, Yoongi” he begins, forcing himself to try smile. Yoongi sits suspiciously quiet for a while, casually making sure the blindfold is stuck one last time.

Out of the blue a horrendous squeal errupts from the blonde boy, jumping over the counter and running aimlessly while trying to find Hoseok. He breaks everything in his path lol @ namjoon again  until he throws something, making the host scream and run. Yoongi picks up a chair and throws it to the camera.

The last thing you hear is the host (and a lot of others) of TheJungoShow squeal a last time. Your TV screen goes black.

“Man, this show SUCKS ASS!” You cry, turning off the TV and leaving.

Hope y’all enjoyed this (????idk) it was kinda way too long and shitty but anyway leave a request in our inbox what you wanna see next !!!!!

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I Loved Her First

“Alright Gracie bug, can you and To’Lone be extra quiet entering the house?” You say as you walk behind Grace and her friend on the way home from school. “Daddy is working and we don’t want to disturb him.”

“O-tay mumma!” Grace swings the hand that is squeezing To’Lone’s back and forth. “My dad is Harry. He da best.”

“My daddy da best too.” To’Lone smiles at Grace as they approach the gate. After punching in the 8 digit code, the gate swings open. ‘Woooow!” To’Lone says with wonder in his eyes. Grace pulls him through the gate all the way up to the front door.

You help the children open the front door, padding into the foyer where they drop their rucksacks and start stripping off their shoes and jackets. Their jackets and shoes smack the floor as they just leave them all over the foyer.

“I hungry!” Grace tells you before you walk away.

“Biscuits and milk?” You ask wiggling your eyebrows, making them dance across your forehead.

“Yes!!!!” Both children yell jumping up and down with so much excitement their socked feet are pounding on the wood floor.

“Shhh!” Pressing your finger against your lips. “Daddy is working. Why don’t you go down the hall to the toy room. But remember to be quiet as you pass the office.” You instruct the children. “I’ll come get ya when the biscuits are ready.” The two little ones turn on their heels, running out of the foyer and down the hall. You go into the kitchen to prepare an afternoon snack for the kids.

“I see my daddy.” Grace stops in front of the office door, peeking through the door that is cracked just enough for both of her eyes to spy her father. Harry is sitting at his desk working on some sort of paperwork for an upcoming creative meeting.

“I see too?” To’Lone asks Grace.

“Be quiet.” She says moving out of the way and guiding him to the door. Grace’s guiding is more like a slight push, causing the little boy to hit the door. The door creaks open and Harry looks up from his desk, noticing two little kids with their hands on their mouths.

“Whatcha doing Grace?” Harry sets his pen on the desk, giving his full attention to Grace and her new friend.

“Goin’ to play. Mumma makin’ biscuits!” Grace licks her lips thinking of the delicious taste of sugar against her tongue.

“Oh, Mum’s spoilin yeh today.” Harry shakes his head at the mention of a sugared snack, something that is very rare in the Styles household. “Who is this?” He gestures towards Grace’s friend.

“Dis is To’Lone. My boyfriend.” Grace says confidently smiling as bright as the stars.

“Your wha’?” Harry looks like he saw a ghost. The color has drained from his face, his eyes are the size of golf balls, and he is starting to sweat.The stunned silence lasts for a full 30 seconds. “Did yeh just say boyfriend?”

“Yup! Dis is To’Lone. He my boyfriend. I wobe him.” Grace clarifies.

‘Hi!” To’lone waves to Harry with a smile.

“Take a sit children.” Harry motions towards the floral armchair that is placed in front of his desk. Grace grabs her boyfriend’s hand, leading him towards the chair. This action causes Harry to roll his eyes; his hands come up to his face, rubbing the heels of his hands back and forth on his eyes.

Grace and To’Lone release hands as Grace climbs up into the armchair first; reaching down, she helps to pull her friend into the spot next to her.

“Well To’Lone, I have a few questions for yeh.” Harry leans forward, resting his elbows on the desk. “Didn’t think I would have this conversation for at least another 15 years,” He mumbles to himself. Harry takes a deep breath before he starts interrogating the 4 year old boy.

“How did yeh meet my daughter?” Harry ask seriously.

“He in my cwass daddy.” Grace notifies her father that To’Lone goes to the same pre-prep school as she does.

“Grace love, I need To’Lone to answer.” Harry switches his attention from Grace to the little boy sitting next her. His hands are in between his legs as he looks back and forth, unsure of what is going on.

“How long have you been datin?” Harry asks, looking at To”Lone with intense eye contact.

“Don’t know.” He shrugs his shoulders unsure what Harry means by ‘dating.’

“How long has Grace been yeh girlfriend?” Harry clarifies.

“Grace my girlfriend.” To’Lone looks over at Grace, smiling, causing his bright smile  to shine throughout the room.

“Ta’Lone MY boyfriend!” Grace declares. Letting her father know what she is saying is serious business.

“So you’ve said.” Harry mumbles. “Where do yeh live?” .

“At my house.” Ta’Lone nods. Harry purses his lips as he thinks hard about the next question.

“Ta’Lone, before meeting my daughter, how long were yeh single?”

“Huh?” Ta’lone crinkles his eyebrows in confusion. Clearly these questions are way too old for him.

“Nevermind.” Harry says ‘Now listen hard Ta’Lone, this question is very important.” Clearing his throat, he begins to ask his final question. “Favorite musician?”

“I know!! I know!! Me! Me! Me!” Grace raises her hand high in the air, bouncing up and down on the chair, causing her boyfriend to bounce along with her. “My daddy!!!!” Grace announces loud, notifying the world who her favorite musician is.

“Thank you Gracie bug.” Harry smiles. To’Lone looks extremely confused so Harry decides to let them go play because his interrogation isn’t going anywhere. “Alrigh’ Go play!”

Grace and Ta’Lone jump off the armchair and bolt out of the room faster than Harry can say father-in-law. The kids make their way to the toy room while Harry’s emotions begin to take over. Picking up his phone, Harry searches for a song. He presses play, leaning back in his chair. As the opening notes begin to play from the song I Loved Her First by Heartland, Harry pinches the top of his nose to help hold back his tears.

The timer rings on the oven, so you open the door and take out the fresh smelling treats. Placing them on the counter, you turn and pull down three cups. Brushing your hands together, you walk through the kitchen and down the hall towards the toy room.

You decide you better check in the office to see if your husband needs anything. The office door is wide open, and you roll your eyes at the sappy song that is playing throughout the room. The song comes to and end and Harry looks up at the ceiling, wiping the tears from his eyes.

“Whatcha cryin’ about now?” You tease, because let’s be honest, you find Harry crying on a regular basis. You find it endearing, having your man more emotional than you at times.

“Love, you forgot to mention our sweet daughter has BOYFRIEND!” Harry emphasizes the word so you understand why he is freaking out.

“Harry my dear. To’Lone is a boy. And he is a friend of Grace’s, nothing more.” You walk towards the desk, sitting on the edge.

“She told me she loves him.” Harry whacks his forehead with his hand, rubbing it back and forth in distress.

“She loves all of her friends.” You say logically. “Why are yeh freakin’ out so much?”

“I don’t wan’ her havin’ a boyfriend for at least 15 years. 20 if I get a say in it.” Harry pouts.

“At least she picked a good first boyfriend. He always shares his toys with Grace.” You try your hardest to lighten the mood. Harry chuckles at your comment because sharing is a very good quality to have. “I think we need to have the snogging talk before bed. No snogging until she is at least 28.”

“I’ll let you open that can of worms.” You shake your head, knowing what the snogging talk would most likely lead to. “We are having biscuits, and I know you are opposed, but would you like to come get to know your future son-in-law a little better?” You tease once more.

“I’ll join. Count me out on the biscuits, I’ll have some kale chips.”  Harry smiles at the thought of having his favorite snack.

“Let’s go get the kids. Give him a chance. Yeh might really like him.” You laugh, loving the fact that Harry is having a complete come apart.

“Doubtful. I am the only man good enough for my Gracie bug.” Harry says as you take his hand. Grabbing the kids, everyone sits around the counter, talking and learning new things about To’Lone, Grace’s first boyfriend.

A/N: Thank you to my wonderful, amazing, kind, beautiful, and outstanding beta @whoopsharrystyles for all she does. Please check out The Adventures of Harry and Grace Masterlist and my Wattpad page. Thank you for Reading, Liking, and Reblogging. You guys are amazing and I love your asks. It always makes me smile when I hear how much you love my little Styles Family. Love you all!!