Binder (Sherlock Holmes X Trans!Son!Reader)

[8:09 pm] “yaay i won again! you owe me another kiss.” you exclaimed when you felt a pair of lips press a quick kiss to your cheeks as you giggled. you and your boyfriend mingi were playing a UNO for some time and he lost at every round.

“you had lots of kisses and that’s not fair, i want to get kisses too.” he huffed, folding his arms and his lips forming a cute pout made you chuckle at how childish he acted.

“let’s play another round, babe. and who knows maybe you’ll win this time.” he sighed and continued playing, you knew he was slightly mad for losing so many times so you decided to let him win this time.

“UNO i won!!!!” mingi screamed in excitement, you watched him in amusement as he did a small cute victory dance.

“now YOU’RE the one who owes me a kiss, sweetheart.” he said, pointing at his cheek, waiting for you to kiss him. you chuckled at him before you leaned in and pressed a kiss on his cheek. you loved seeing how happy and giggly he was, this soft side of mingi was what you loved the most.

“let’s play another round.” and that was when you knew you’d purposefully lose for the rest of the night just to feel his lips on your skin, maybe you were still winning after all.

Shut Up and Kiss Me (George Weasley x Reader)

Pairing: George Weasley x Female Reader

Word Count: 551

Summary: After getting ditched by your Yule Ball dates, you and George find yourself spending some time together

A/N: This is my first attempt at something short like this so I hope it’s okay!

You sigh, leaning against the wall with your arms crossed, watching as your fellow classmates laugh and dance as The Weird Sisters perform. Your date (who wasn’t your first choice as a date, but still) ditched you, and you can see him across the room, dancing with some other girl from your year.

You let your gaze drift around the room. You’d been so excited about tonight, regardless of your best friend and longterm crush George Weasley not asking you. Someone else had asked you first, so he ended up finding someone to go with at the last minute. But you couldn’t help but wonder why he didn’t just ask you in the first place. Fred, who you always went to about your feelings, said George liked you, too. But, as you stand alone while everyone else has fun, it’s not feeling like that’s true.

“Hey, Y/N.”

You turn towards the voice. Well, speak of the devil.

“Hi, George,” you respond quietly. “Why aren’t you with your date?”

The corner of his mouth quirks up in a gentle smile, making your stomach flip. You’ve always adored George’s smile.

“I was abandoned. I see you were, too?”

You nod in the direction of the dancers. “Indeed I was. Serves me right for going with the first guy who asked me even though I hardly knew him.” You look back at George, who leans against the wall and shrugs, a small smile still playing on his lips.

“Serves me right for not getting to you first.”

You blanch. “I- you- what?”

He takes your hand, pulling it up his mouth and pressing a kiss on the back of it. “Wanna get out of here?”

You’re at a loss for words as your heart begins to pound out of your chest, so you simply nod instead, letting George pull you through the throng of sweaty teenagers. You catch Fred’s eye, who still appears as if he’s having a good time with Angelina. He points at George and winks at you. You give him a thumbs up and grin in return, knowing that if this is going where you want it to go tonight, Fred will be your relationship’s biggest supporter.

You two walk the halls of the school, the clicking of your heels the only sound you can hear. The quiet is a nice change, for once, but it’s not the quiet you’re focused on. It’s George next to you, your hand still in his.

“Um,” you finally say, breaking the silence at last, “what did you-”

You’re cut off by the next chain of events, which starts off with your back hitting the wall and George’s lips crashing into your own. You make a soft sound of pleasure and surprise as he presses you into the wall with his body, one hand gripping your waist through the silky fabric of your dress, and the other hand holding the side of your neck.

He pulls back, keeping his face close. He gazes at you, his eyes dark with passion as he smirks.

“The plan was to tell you how I feel about you first, but I think you get the gist, no?”

He starts to pull away, but you grab him by his tie, pulling him back.

“Just shut up and kiss me, Weasley.”

Halloween (Marauders x Reader, Remus x Reader)

Summary: Dressing up for Halloween is a tradition for the marauders. Each year they also have a bet to see who won’t be have freedom in choosing their costume.

Words: 410, just a lil drabble

Key: Y/N - your name

A/N: Happy Halloween!! Tonight we’re not thinking of the year 81’, instead have a drabble based in 76’

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“I'm just saying I still think moony shouldn’t have dressed and instead went as a werewolf.” said sirius fixing his hair in the mirror for the hundredth time that evening.

“And when someone asks me what i am, genius?” said an annoyed remus, pulling out his pirate boots from under his bed.

“It'll be like coming out!” laughed sirius, waiting for his friends to laugh too. They didn’t.

“Oh so i see you’re coming out as a nerd then?” said James (actually prompting you all to chuckle) then eyed the other boys extremely detailed han solo costume.

“Ha ha very funny.”

“No no he’s right, you’re a giant nerd Sirius.” remus added jokingly.

“Okay mr. I-could-have-the-best-costume-but-i-am-being-a-girlfriend-pleaser-instead.” you may or may not have coordinated outfits with your boyfriend, so what. Two pirates are better than one.

“Pads, you’re such a dick.” you said throwing your hairbrush at him.

“Some has to put the ween in halloween.”

“Merlin, you were that title so well.” You teased.

“James, can you put your goddamn wig on and let’s go. We’re already like an hour late!'' Lily exclaimed from her place on James' bed, having put on her shaggy costume an hour and a half ago. James’ velma was not as put together. One of his stockings was only half way up and his wig was a tangled mess.

“Dearest lily, perfection takes time. Sirius, give me your hairbrush.”

“Bold of you to assume Sirius brushes his hair, prongs.” you interjected.

“The hate I'm getting today is outrageous,” he grabbed the brush you threw at him just minutes ago and passed it to James, “Well deserved, but outrageous.”

“Okay guys, checklist,” lily got up from the bed and clapped her hands to get everyone’s attention, “Velma?”

“Check.”

“Shaggy? Self check. Pirate one?”

“Argh!”

“Pirate two?”

“Ahoy!”

“Nerd Boy?”

“Christ woman, I am Han Solo!”

“Mhm sure. Peter? Where is peter? Where is the pièce de résistance of tonight?”

“Guys this is stupid, I’m not doing it.” spoke petersburg voice, hiding behind the curtains of his four poster.

“That’s a no-go, you lost the annual bet and we all voted on the costume. Fair game.” James protested, already laughing to himself at the prospect of seeing his friend in the glorious outfit they planned.

There was silence. Then a sigh. Then out of the shadows emerged princess peter, in a cinderella costume. A quick flash of a camera later, this hilarious memory was to be documented forever.

@milkteafairy-hyeri OOoooOooOoooOoooOO

Never Been Kissed ~ Woozi x Reader

Warnings: cute jihoon, making out

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A long, drawn out sigh escaped the lips of the boy siting at the computer. He’s been like this for the past two hours. Surely, you thought his eyes must be dry and hurting by now after paying such close attention to what he was doing. 

He was beyond talented, and this is what it took for him to express it. Of course, that’s what he thinks anyways. Jihoon is a very skilled producer and everyone knows it, except he doesn’t let the compliments cause him to slack on his work- he still spends day and night in this studio making these tracks.

You started visiting him at the studio because your relationship would begin to struggle with the amount of time you weren’t seeing each other. But you’re happy to be in his presence and get to observe the magic being made. He was happy you were so understanding and willing to meet him more than half way for the time being, at least until the new album is done and sent in for professional editing.

Today, you brought in sushi for an ‘in-studio’ date but he hasn’t touched it in the half hour it took you to eat yours. You frown when you realize this.

“Jihoon, eat.” You kick the back of his swivel chair.

He only hums in response. You let out a frustrated sigh, similar to his from only moments ago. He turns the chair and takes a quick glance at you- you dressed particularly cute today being that the weather was warm enough for shorts, yet you still had on his hoodie. He hadn’t even noticed your appearance yet.

“Sorry, jagi. I just need to get this part done at least, then I’ll eat.”

You nod. You were siting in a rather uncomfortable chair. It had thin cushions and sits at a 90 degree angle so it was hard to get comfy in. You were slouching in it and decided to rest your foot on the armrest of Jihoon’s chair.

He was clicking away at the mouse, his head being held up by his hand and his eyes blinking every 3 seconds- yes, you were so bored, you were counting.

“There.” He sits up, spinning the chair toward you. “Time for a break.”

“Finally!” You sit up in your chair and hand him the sushi you had brought him.

“Thank you.” His smile was wide, showing his excitement. 

You talked while he ate, soaking up as much time as he could give you. He mentioned something Hoshi said to him the other day, laughing while he told you. Your heart leaped at his happy expression.

“You look so cute.” You stated, watching him with heart eyes.

A huge blush broke out onto his face, “You’re lucky I don’t mind when you call me that.” He struggled to make eye contact with you after such a flattering (evn tho he actin like it aint) compliment. “So are you.”

“I’m cute?” You raised a brow.

“Obviously.” He sounded personally offended.

“Well.. if I’m so cute, how come you haven’t kissed me yet?” It was the perfect opportunity to ask the question that has been on your mind for the TWO MONTHS you and Jihoon have been dating. You were fine with taking things slow, but at this point you were positive that A) he doesn’t want to kiss you, or B) he’s too shy to make the first move. 

His face was so red, you thought it might catch fire from how much he was heating up at your personal question. He wasn’t sure if he had actually heard you right, or if he had imagined it. Based on your smirk and ever-waiting stare, he knew it had to be the first option.

“Why haven’t you kissed me?” He fought back, trying to make the room feel less heavy. For him, at least.

“It’s the boys job.” You chuckled and he scoffed, covering his face because he could hardly handle how cute you looked when giving him such a hard time, “If you can’t do it, just tell me and I will.” You smiled.

He peaked out of his hands and looked to see if you were being serious or not.

“Do you want to kiss me?” He asked, his face still red as the devil’s dick.

“Of course I do.”

He just sat there, somehow amazed by this news as if he didn’t think you’d want to do that. He started moving his chair back and fourth from his shyness, unsure of what he should say.

“Can I?” You asked excitedly, leaning forward in your chair, getting closer to him.

“You can do whatever you want.” He shrugged as if this topic was nothing big now, trying to put on a brave face. The second you stood from your chair though, he couldn’t move. He watched you walk around the small table- that had been cutting you off from sitting right beside him earlier, and get on your knees in front of his chair. You moved your face closer to his, but you could only get so far without the need to get on the chair or stand up.

“Come here.” You whined at his lack of effort.

He nodded and leaned forward, not closing the gap completely though- he was too scared to do that.

You rolled your eyes, placing a hand on the back of his neck and pulling him to you. Your lips met in a wave of electricity. He got chills from the contact, unsure of what to do because he had never done this before. You brought your other hand to his face and stroked his cheek lovingly as your lips began to move with each other’s. You were close to pulling away, but his hands came up and grabbed a hold of your face, holding you close to him.

His palms were warm and soft on your cheeks, somewhat sweaty from how nervous you had made him just moments ago. You smiled into the kiss and he did as well, causing you to both pull back to admire the other.

“Woah..” He blinked a few times after opening his eyes.

“Was that your first kiss?” You asked, still admiring the flushed look on his face. He was almost literally speechless.

“Yeah..” He answered, slightly embarrassed to admit that, “Was it yours?” 

You simply shook your head ‘yes’ and smiled.

“What? How were you not nervous?” He asked seeming somewhat annoyed.

“Because I know you like me a lot, so why should I be nervous to kiss you?” You leaned back, using your hands to support you.

“You like me a lot too, right?” He avoided eye contact again.

“Obviously.” You mimicked his tone from earlier, earning an eye roll from him.

“Then prove it.” He smirked. Whether he was expecting you to simply kiss him again or do something more, he would be in for a surprise.

You smiled at his order, standing up from your position on the floor and taking a step closer to him. You looked down at him, he was clearly confused as to why you stood all the way up. When you climbed onto hid chair though, then he understood.

Just like that, he was nervous again. You’re mannerisms were less innocent this time and were more teasing. You sat on his lap and he literally had no idea what he should do, again finding himself frozen at your movements.

You leaned in to kiss him but denied his lips access to yours, instead teasing him a little by pull your head back slightly. He furrowed his eyebrows in disapproval, showing you that he was okay with the sudden change of atmosphere. 

You finally allowed his lips to greet yours again. You both moved with the kiss immediately this time, causing it to grow more hungrier than the one prior. You straddle his waist now with your arms wrapped around his neck, his arms eventually having the courage you find a place on your hips. 

This is only his second kiss.

You thought as it grew deeper by the minute. It was a full on make out session now. His hands still on your hips, yours now on the back of his neck and the other on his shoulder, you were both encouraging more from the other. 

There seemed to be some type of built up frustration from the two months you have been dating with little skinship other than hand holding and a kiss on the cheek here and there- you could tell that he had been looking forward to this moment as much as you had. 

Things started getting even hotter in the small studio room when his hands pulled your hips closer to his, causing a bit of friction. You both pulled away with a blush on your faces. Unsure of if you should go further with the moment or not, Jihoon ends up speaking before you can decide.

“I think I should get back to work now..” He blushes more, you still straddling his waist.

“Yeah.. that was a long break.” You blush and climb off of him with an even brighter blush than his and return to your chair.

He watches you for a second, proud to have made you blush after you made him so many times already. He then turns back to his computer screen, a smile now clear on his face.

“That was fun.” He said.

You nod in agreement, “Yeah, for real.”

kisses

-finn is kinda tall, so forehead and just plain head kisses are a must

-he mainly does them when he thinks you did something cute

-but if you are taller than him, don’t fret, he loves to kiss your cheek when he can’t exactly reach your forehead

-he really only kisses you on the lips when you’re alone or with close friends and family

-and when he does kiss you, the kiss depends on his mood

-mostly they are soft or passionate

-both show how much he loves you

-no kiss ever lasts very long, as he doesn’t really know how to make out yet

-but when you cuddle he likes to kiss the side of your head and your neck because he just loves you

-sleepy kisses are the cutest

-they are usually in the morning when you two just wake up and you start the day without any words, just a light kiss

-lots of good luck kisses when you visit on set and when you’re at calpurnia concerts

-finn would kiss you if one of you is jealous too

-once you got jealous of millie and ran onto the set they were in and kissed him right in front of her

-she just laughed and told you she didn’t like him like that you

-also a lot of goodbye kisses

-they’re probably the longest out of all

-probably have the most emotion too

-in the beginning of your relationship, one of you would end up crying, but now it’s gotten to where you know that he’s going to come back and there was no reason to cry (we love a married couple!!!)

-also, when finn did try to make out with you, it would just end up in a ton of short little kisses with him saying “i love you” in between each one

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a/n: this isn’t a lot, but i hope this satisfies!

Arthur Curry (Aquaman) / Luck

Imagine Aquaman saving you from a creep in a bar

Sooooo….this is out of place. Well I’ve always written what I wanted on this blog and right now, that’s Aquaman. I saw the film with my sister this past Christmas, and god. I love him. And this is what this fic is. 

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Not-So-Secret Admirer

Anonymous said: hi love ! could you do a scenario with ateez hongjoong where you like eachother and he finally asks you out or kisses you? thank you ❤️

Hongjoong (ATEEZ): Fluff

Word Count: 1,485

Y’all, stream Say My Name. The kings fuckin KILLED IT! Love my ults dhsjdh

An arm wrapped around your shoulder from behind, the jacket fabric tickling your neck as the person dragged you to their chest. “What’s up, Hongjoong’s secret admirer?” You swatted at Yunho, grimacing at his joyful statement. “Shut up, jackass!” He laughed, ruffling your hair before dodging your flailing hands. You crossed your arms, glaring at the tall boy. “You’re lucky you’re my best friend.” 

Yunho’s grin widened as he followed you comfortably. “I assume you haven’t seen the love of your life today since you’re so moody,” Yunho stated matter-of-factly. You scoffed, raising your hand threateningly. “Or maybe I’m moody because there’s a loud goddamn tree following me!” Yunho rolled his eyes, gripping your shoulders to pull you into his side. You sighed defeatedly, leaning into the boy’s side as you continued walking.

“Are you going to Seonghwa’s party?” Your lips twitched, shoulders shrugging in response. “Nah. I’m not the biggest fan of parties, you know this.” He nodded slightly, leaning down to your eye-level, “Yeah, but it’s Seonghwa! His parties aren’t insane. And Hongjoong is going!” Flicking his cheek, you exhaled in disbelief, “Just because he’s going doesn’t mean I’m going, Yunho!”

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Not Here for the Movies

Requested by: Anonymous ; Hi sweetie! I was wondering if you could write an imagine, where El and Max were talking with reader about their first kisses and reader admits that she never been kissed, and girls accidentally split it up when Steve was around, and he wants to do something about it? ❤

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader

Word Count: 2.3k

A/N: it is honestly so dumb that I am writing about Valentine’s Day a month early but this idea popped into my head and it filled my next request perfectly.

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Valentine’s Day weekend. How you hated this holiday. Normally you would lock yourself away in your bedroom to avoid all of the lovesick couples and wallow in a typical teenage fashion, but the year 1985 was different. This was the year that you had to get a job and that job just so happened to be at the Hawk. The Hawk, the local cinema where everyone, mostly teenagers, flocked to so they could make out and sometimes other stuff. You shivered at the thought and nearly gagged. 

You weren’t bitter at all, though. It wasn’t as if you hated the holiday because you had because you never had anyone to celebrate it with.

Okay. That’s a lie. That is exactly why you hated this stupid holiday.

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[10:55 PM] you’re giggling in the back booth of a rundown diner with hongjoong, your legs over his lap as you split a plate of salty fries and a milkshake. his lips suddenly catch yours, and you’re not even mad that you were in the middle of sentence

stray kids headcannon

:hyunjin 

: make out

no clue what a bullet scenario is but i’ll give you what i got hehehehe~

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