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#220: You Play Too Hot

A/N:

Requested: Yes, but of course I can’t find the ask

If you haven’t read enough fanfiction to know about this game it’s a simple makeout session where you aren’t allowed to touch the other person. Sometimes if preferred the winner gets to pick something the loser has to do without disagreement and such. Some just do it for fun. 

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Luke:

”Really? Out of all the stuff we could do in a hotel room, you want to play too hot?” The smirk only seemed to increase on his face by your question, hands coming down to touch your hips and tuck you closer. “I feel like that’s the best way to kill time, maybe you’re just scared of losing?” You raised your eyebrow by his sudden comment, hands coming up to cross in front of your chest and your lips parted. “Luke now you’re just challenging me.” “Is it working?” He grinned, the smirk growing on his face. “No.” “Come on admit it’s setting up some thoughts.” “No it’s not.” “Yes it is-,” Before he could finish his sentence you had him pushed against the bed, knees resting on each side of his torso and lips pressing briefly against his. The smile on his face grew by your lack of convincement, his hands resting flat on the sheets and enjoyed the silence of you on top of him. It never made sense why Luke wanted to do these kind of stupid games, sometimes was just so insanely bored and now was one of those times. You didn’t want to take it easy on him, you didn’t want to wait until you pressed your tongue between his lips and met his for a heated kiss. It wasn’t passionate but so messy and the only lust was to win. Luke had always been competitive when it came to you and when he was the one deciding the game there was no way he would lose. But the further you got into the kissing, the more he felt weak. His hands were now fisted in order to not touch you, and he could feel how he was getting more and more impatient by you not giving up. “You should almost say that a growing boner should count as touching me.” You hummed against his lips when wanting some air, smiling all over your face by the way he was looking at you. “Screw it.” He shook his head in disbelief by his lack of power, flipping you around on the bed by your surprise and pinned you down on the mattress. You teasingly looked up at him because you had won fair play in his own game but he didn’t want to look at you and closed his eyes, removing the gap between you once again for a heated kiss.

Calum:

“Come on Y/N it will be fun.” He slurred, the beer in his cup almost dripping onto the carpet. “Isn’t it just an excuse to get the chance to kiss me?” You questioned with a smirk, body pressed against the dresser when he placed his cup by it and inched his face closer to yours. “Is that a problem?” Grinning lightly by his words you lifted yourself onto the dresser and wrapped your legs around him, hands coming down to touch the end of the table in order to not touch him. Just by that he knew the acceptation was there, the smirk increasing on his face but it vanished when he pressed his lips against yours. You could taste the alcohol on his tongue as he wasn’t going simple, yet he was still gentle and slowly pressed you against the wall. Whether it was the alcohol boost or the affection he was giving you, you had no idea but you felt dazed and blissed at the same time. It was also the way he was working against you, sometimes being a little rough and other times being slow. It was messing with your mind and you could slowly feel yourself give in for his touch, something you realized wasn’t supposed to happen and you tried to shrug it off repeatedly. But somehow the feeling constantly came back making your hands almost become sweaty as they were holding tighter onto the dresser, easily slipping but you tried to stay put. That didn’t last for long though and before you even had control over your actions your hands came up to touch his hair, fingers running up and down the back of his neck. “I miss your curly locks in the end.” You breathed when pulling away, too dazed to have even thought about the fact that you had lost the game. “They’ll grow out one day again you know how that goes.” He grinned back, feeling how his heart was pounding harshly by the affection you were giving him. “Besides,” He paused to ghost his lips over yours. “I won.” You fluttered your eyes open by his words probably assuming that he was preparing for a sneaky comment but you only pulled him closer and pressed his lips against yours again. “I don’t care. Kiss the hell out of me.”

Michael:

“No, no that’s not fair Y/N, far from it!” He was quick to comment when you removed the shirt from your body, revealing your lace bra and smirked down at him teasingly. “I thought we both assumed the only rule would be not to touch each other?” You hummed against his lips, making sure to put extra pressure on his growing member pressed into his pants and landed back on the top of his bed. He was completely out of breath when you had pulled apart in the first place and now with your shirt off it wasn’t helping on the situation any better. You had been both agreeing to do the game thinking it could be fun but what Michael hadn’t assumed was how weak he actually was. He thought the game was much easier but with you constantly finding ‘loop holes’ as he would quote it, the chances of him winning were suddenly minimal. “Don’t give me that look honey you were the one agreeing to we only had one rule.” You grinned and placed your lips against his, pressing him against the pillow and pinned him down by placing each hand by his head. A huge groan came from him in reaction, indicating that he was so close to calling it quits and it only made you smirk even more. You weren’t the competitive type but when it came to Michael, it as a whole different thing and it was amusing to see him this weak. Just by the way he was whining was music to your ears and it was hard trying not to smile in the kiss. You were almost at the point of laughing at his face but that was when you suddenly felt just the fingertips of his hand caress your thigh, if it wasn’t for the fact that you looked down for a short moment you hadn’t noticed it. “Michael that’s cheating! You’ve lost.” He broke away from the kiss to look up at you with wide eyes, not believing your words at first but that was when he noticed his hand on your thigh. The smirk grew bigger on your face when you both realized your victory but before you got the chance to even holler about your achievement he placed his lips back on yours. “Stupid game, horrible idea.” He commented, hands coming up to grab your hips and ground them down on his hardened member.

Ashton:

“Rules are simple.” He hummed and rubbed his hands together as if he had won beforehand already. “Loser gets to do the dishes without complains and whining. Do you agree?” Grinning lightly by his words and went behind your back to unclasp your bra you pulled it out from your top and placed it on top of the counter. “As ready as I can get. Grab the pink rubber gloves already honey because you’re going down.” “I highly doubt that.” Ashton grinned and pressed you against the kitchen counter, coldness from the surface connecting with your skin but you shrugged it off and closed your eyes when his lips landed on top of yours. You had expected he would be at least a little gentle at first but no, there was no such thing as mercy. He had also made sure to have his hands by the end of the counter to make sure that he was pressing against you as much as possible but also making sure that he wouldn’t hold you. You also made sure to look down at his hands just to see if he was about to break but he wasn’t, his knuckles weren’t even white from struggling. He was totally enjoying his, and without you realizing you were suddenly becoming weak by his touch. You had expected to be much better at this game than you were now, you had won a few times here and there when you did this for fun. But now that something was up it showed a complete different side of Ash, a side that definitely wasn’t ready to lose. He was giving in all he had, making sure to teasingly hum against your lips just to send a few sparks through your body. It was suddenly too much and it hadn’t even been five minutes but you couldn’t control the hand that suddenly fisted his shirt and pulled him closer. “Aha!” He was quick to react and pulled away from your kiss. “Wait no it’s not fair I wasn’t ready let’s start over!” You disagreed in reaction, eyes wide looking up at him but he only smirked and grabbed the pink rubber gloves from the kitchen counter. “I’ll gladly watch you do this. Remember that the white plates aren’t for the dish washer so you have to do it in hand, honey.”

Cuddling with Spencer on the Plane

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader

Genre: Fluffiest fluff ever

Request: Can I get a HC of cuddling with Spencer on the jet after a case. Thank you!!!!

Quinn Speaks: First of all I love this request!! Thank you so much for sending it in <3

So it started off pretty innocent with it being a late night after a tiring case

You sat next to Spencer on the way home and as much as you tried to stay up, you ending up falling asleep on his shoulder

Just kinda leaning on it with your face smushed up against him 

He kinda was freaking out and looked to JJ and Derek who were sitting across from you guys

They just kinda laughed and JJ told him not to move until you woke up and Derek kinda just teased him as he kept blushing

He didn’t move and just kinda watched you as you slept thinking to himself how peaceful you looked with your cheeks flushed lightly and mouth parted and your eyelashes were fluttering every now and then and how kissable your lips looked

It wasn’t until you all hit a spot of turbulence and it jolted you awake and Spencer was knocked out of his trance

You didn’t realize that you had been leaning on Spencer and just wondering why his cheeks were so pink 

Turning away you went to sleep and Spencer kinda missed you just leaning on him but didn’t think to much of it

That was until it happened again about a month later

You had ended up tackling and unsub after chasing him through a busy city and it had been tolling on you 

So as soon as you sat down on the jet you knocked out

Spencer took his normal seat next to you 

Soon after liftoff everyone had the same idea as you and the team began to drift off to sleep

You unconsciously moved closer to Spencer and ending up leaning you head on his shoulder again

In his sleep he wrapped an arm around you and rested his head on top of yours

Emily woke up first and saw this and couldn’t resist taking a one or a few photo

Everyone else woke up soon after Emily except you and the doctor

JJ thought it was very cute, Morgan took photos like Emily had done, Hotch had secretly been hoping you 2 would get together and the thought made the man smile, Rossi made sure to mentally note this as another chapter in his autobiography

You woke up first and felt Spencer clinging onto you and looked to Emily for guidance as she just snickered and you grew more nervous

You had a crush on the slightly older man for some time now and this situation you were in right now didn’t help your feelings one bit

You stayed like this until the pilot announced they would be touching down

Spencer woke up and stretched out as you pretended to be sleeping still 

Spencer had a small frown on his face as he thought that you hadn’t grabbed him in your sleep like you did last time

He shook off the feeling and ‘woke you up’ as the plane landed and everyone was on their way home

The next time it was totally on purpose

Spencer had a hard time with the case you had gotten back from as he related to most of the victims as they had been bullied in high school

Everyone was cautious around him and didn’t bother him on the way back home

Instead of sitting in his normal spot next to you, he sat upright on the couch and had a tired and blank look on his face

Everyone had fallen asleep except you and him

You felt as if you had to look after him

You made your way over to the coffee machine and made two cups of hot water as you put a tea bag into each of them

You walked over to him and placed the teas in the cup holders next to you

Spencer didn’t say anything for a while and you didn’t push him to tell you anything either

You both sat in silence and you occasionally took sips from your tea

He finally turned to you and spoke in a hushed voice

He ranted on about how he should saved them and that he could’ve done better

Then he asked you something

Something that you never thought the man would want from you

A hug

You nodded and opened your arms as he rushed into them and started quietly sobbing on your shoulder

You held him tight and rubbed his back sweetly as you felt you shirt getting damp

Soon Spencer was worn out and just clinging to you

You peeled away and saw his eye were droopy so you pushed him down lightly so he was laying on the couch 

Grabbing a blanket and laying it over him and as you were walking away you felt him hand pull on yours

“Stay,” he whispered and you did just that

He moved over so that you could hold him as his head rested on your shoulder and his arms wrapped around you 

You cupped his cheek with one hand and traced his features as well as playing with his hair 

You both fell asleep quickly and the team said nothing when you all woke up, not wanting to bother Spencer

After that it came natural for you and Spencer to cuddle up to each other after cases 

“It’s just comfy,” you or Spencer would defend when the team asked you about it along with the classic, “we’re just friends!”

Both of you would blush and pretend to get back to whatever you were supposedly doing before

Then Spencer and you would grab dinner after cases or sneaking into each other’s hotel rooms on away cases to cuddle thinking the team didn’t notice they did or sit next to each other every place you went

The team was sick of it 

They devised a plan that couldn’t fail

On the next plane ride home, Morgan would sit next to you and pretend to fall asleep on you 

It worked

Spencer practically had smoke coming from his ears when he entered the plane and saw the Derek Morgan sat next to you, in his spot

His spot!!

As the flight went on Derek ‘fell asleep’ and even wrapped a hand around your waist

He hugged you multiple times before as well as saving your butt and vice versa so you didn’t really mind

Spencer did

Oh man did he mind

If looks could kill, Derek would be six feet underground

JJ and Emily stifled their giggles and Hotch hid his smile as Rossi was able to pretend to look over the case

Spencer could’ve swore that he saw Morgan’s signature smirk grace his face a couple times

When the plane landed Derek let go and everyone left the plane and packed up

Spencer pulled you aside when getting into the SUV’s 

He admitted to his crush and that he often sleeps better with you around and never gets nightmares and if you didn’t feel the same it was totally fine and-

Bam!

You kissed him and successfully stopped his rambling

Pulling away slowly you started to apologize until he dropped his bags and pulled you face closer to his

He did the Spencer Kiss TM

Full face grab, super aggressive, and very passionate

Cheers were coming from nearby and when you two pulled away with swollen lips the team had smiles on their faces

Derek explained the plan and Spencer blushed as they teased him

JJ, Emily, Derek, and Rossi handed over 20 bucks to Hotch who smiled widely

“We were betting on you,” Emily explained, “Hotch bet Reid would make the first move but you would initiate the kiss.”

You giggled as Spencer just blushed further

From then on they would tease you two, but were so very happy for the both of you

In Time of Crisis [Spencer Reid]

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note - hey, guys! this was another request, i hope i did well! (ps my requests are closed for now)

summary - you get injured while working a case and spencer then confesses how he feels about you.

warnings - cursing, mild violence

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“Haha, suck it, Reid!” You exclaimed and set the plastic guitar down.

“Yeah, whatever. I’ll beat you next time,” he muttered.

You smiled and turned off the tv. You and Spencer were in a break room playing Guitar Hero. You had taken the liberty of getting games for this break room so you and the team could chill out between cases. It was one of the first things you did when you joined the team, and after, the team immediately loved you. You were the person who made them all laugh and realize to think positive in the darkest of cases. And right now, you had just beaten your best friend, and crush since you got there, Spencer Reid.

You had liked him the minute you saw him. His hair was long and curly and he was so nice to you. His voice was like music to your ears, too. And his smile was warm and friendly. He was so awkward, which made you feel better since you were, too. But, soon, you two became attached to the hip. You kind of regretted not telling him your feelings in the beginning because now, you were sure you didn’t have a chance. He only liked you as a friend now and any romantic feelings he may have had probably disappeared.

You sat down on a couch when Hotch knocked on the door. “Hey, new case.”

You sighed and got up. You followed Spencer out to the conference room. 

“What do we got today?” You asked and sat down at the table. “Bank robbers turned murderers,” JJ said, distributing the files.

You took one and sighed when you saw all the victims. They were all beat up and shot. The case file said they were all shot five times, all of them in the heart. 

“God, this is morbid,” you grimaced. “No different from what we usually see,” Derek snickered. 

“Hm, yeah. But I’ve only been here for a couple of months, you’ve been here for 1,000 years,” you smirked. “Ha-ha. You’re funny, babe,” Derek said. You smiled in triumph and JJ started to give the details.

“So, as you know, there has been a series of bank robberies, but they’ve turned into killings. The thieves go into the bank, but don’t take the money. Instead, they take the customers and they end up dead in the span of 2-3 days,” JJ explained.

“Who would want bank customers?” Emily asked. 

“Who knows? It’s pretty random, though,” Rossi said. Spencer inhaled, ready to speak. “It probably isn’t random since there are 3 victims in the same bank. Maybe the un-sub knows the people. The victims are rich and maybe the un-subs are jealous of them.”

“Well, we have a security tape,” JJ said. She pressed play on the tv. 

You all watched as two men with black ski-masks came into the building. They took one man who was exchanging money. They left everyone alone and took the man. Then the tape stopped. 

“Wow, that was the most PG kidnapping I’ve ever seen,” Emily said. You nodded in agreement. “The man didn’t even hesitate to go with them.”

“Probably thought that if he did what was told then he would come out of it alive,” Derek said. “But that just validates Reid’s theory.”

“Hey, can we call Pen?” You asked. The team nodded and soon got Garcia on the computer.

“What’s up, buttercup?” Pen asked. “Nothin’ much, girlfriend. I do have some names for you and questions,” you said. 

“Lay ‘em on me.”

“So, can you search up the names Robert Morrison, Lucas Ringwald, and Bryan Collins? For all of them, search up for me if they had any colleagues or friends that were less wealthy?” You asked.

“On it, sugar. Garcia out.” The call ended. 

“Okay, Morgan, Reid, and L/n - you all go down to the crime scene. See if you can find any other clues to who the un-subs may be,” Hotch said.

You nodded and walked out of the conference room. You grabbed the van keys from your desk - all of you had a pair - and walked out of the building. You got in the van and Derek and Spencer followed you. 

“What do you think we’ll find there?” You asked while driving. “Not sure. If there are any witnesses we could maybe interview them. And hey, maybe the un-subs are there,” Derek said. 

“I’ll go ahead and look for any clues. You and Spencer can interview people,” you said.

“Why do we get the annoying part?” Spencer asked. “’Cause I’m cooler than you guys,” you smirked. 

Spencer let out a soft chuckle. “You’re right on that one.”

You three arrived at the bank and went inside. You all introduced yourselves and then went to your posts. You went around the building, taking note of everything you saw. You went behind the clerk’s desks. You noticed something off and called Spencer.

“Hey, I think I have something,” you said. “Okay, you’re on speaker phone. What is it?” Spencer asked.

“So, there are trigger alarms on under each of the clerk’s desks for an emergency. All of the wires have been cut,” you explained. You went under the last desk and gasped. “But this one hasn’t been cut.”

“Are you saying that there is a possibility that one of the un-subs work here?” You heard Derek say. 

“Possibly. Ask the company owner who works at this desk and then get Pen to search him up,” you said.

“On it. Good work, Y/n,” Spencer said. You smiled and then hung up. 

You did some more searching and then you and the guys went back to the van. 

“Did you ask Pen?” You asked.

“Yep. She’ll give us the info when we get back,” Derek said. You nodded and drove quickly back. You all went into the conference room. Hotch, Rossi, and Prentiss had profiles on both the un-subs and filled you in. Then, Pen called you. You answered it and put her on speaker phone.

“You guys are going to love me,” Pen said. “We already do, but go ahead,” you chuckled. 

“Right, well, the guy’s desk is named Ronald Dolher,” Pen said. “He’s a 40 year old, white male. He has worked at the bank for 10 years, but before that, he was friends and business partners with two of the victims.”

“So, revenge is the answer?” Hotch asked.

“Apparently so,” you snickered.

“Do you have his address?” Hotch asked. “Yep. 13592 Reclaim Lane,” Pen replied.

“Thanks, Garcia. We’ll call you if we need anything else,” Hotch said.

“Roger that,” Pen said and hung up.

“Let’s get everyone to his house. JJ you talk to the press and Reid and Y/n, you stay here. Watch the tape again, see if you find anything. Call us if you find anything,” Hotch said.

You nodded and everyone left. Derek whispered something in Spencer’s ear which made him blush. You wanted to ask what it was but you didn’t. It wasn’t the time.

You and Spencer played the tape a bunch of times, making different notes and talking about them each time it played.

“So, they’re all happening between 12pm and 1 30pm, which is a usual lunch window for an office worker. So maybe our un-subs think that’s when their victim will be there.” You say, noticing screenshots of the CCTV footage

“Hm, that is a good theory. Wait, Y/n. Has that desk been empty the whole time?” Spencer asked, pointing at the laptop screen.

Your eyes widened. “Oh, god. It’s definitely him. Let’s call Hotch.”

You both called Hotch and explained what you found.

“Good work, guys,” Hotch said. “Get down here now, then.”

“Got it,” you said and got up. “Ready, Spence?” You asked.

Spencer nodded. You noticed his eyes linger on you.

Little did you know, Spencer had a crush on you, too. Ever since you joined the team, he’s been happier and more relaxed. He also thought you were beautiful and smarter than him in a way. You were also his best friend and trusted you, which he felt was hard to do these days. Yet, he didn’t think you liked him. He never did. You were so different than him, he couldn’t imagine you liking a nerd.

“Spence, you okay?” You asked.

Spence broke from him day dream. “Uh- yeah, I’m fine. Let’s go,” he said while blushing.

You nodded and went to the van. Spencer drove this time. You two arrived at the bank. You both put on your FBI vests and got your guns and ran in. You saw your team pointing guns at two men.

“Put the guns down!” Emily shouted. One of the un-subs started to run out the door while the other started shooting up the place.

You took the liberty of chasing after him. “FBI! Freeze!” You yelled.

Your legs were burning but you kept going. You couldn’t let him get away. Yet, you were suddenly stuck in an alley and you couldn’t see the un-sub.

“Come out, coward!” You shouted.

Suddenly a shot was fired and you felt blood spouting out from your chest. You then turned around and before you fell, you fired your gun and the un-sub fell with you.

“Medic! I need a medic! Agent down!” You said into the mic into your wrist.

Suddenly you blacked out.

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You woke up to bright lights and beeping. You groaned and put your arm up to sheild your eyes. You breathed in and whimpered when you felt a sting in your chest. Memories came flooding back to you and you realized you got shot and now you were in the hospital.

“Ah! You’re awake!”

You turned your head to see the doctor.

“Hi,” you sqeaked.

“How are you feeling?” She asked. “Like I got shot,” you chuckled.

The doctor smiled and came to you. “Any pain?”

“Yeah, like right under my breast,” you said. “That’s where you got shot. You’re very lucky, you lost a lot of blood. You could’ve died,” she said.

You nodded, “Where are my friends?”

“Outside. Would you like to see them?”

You nodded and she left. Soon, everyone arrived. Emily and Penelope ran to you, their eyes puffy and red. JJ smiled and went over to hug you. Hotch and Derek asked if you were okay, and Rossi told you how brave you were. Spencer was the last one to see you. He looked as if he were crying like Penelope and Emily.

“Hey,” he smiled. “Hi,” you mumbled.

“How’re you feeling?”

“Do I have to answer again?” You whined. Spencer chuckled, “I guess not.”

Then, Derek and Hotch pulled him back.

“Ask her already man.“ Derek said. Spencer furrowed his brows, “What?”

“We know, Reid,” Hotch said. “You can date her, don’t worry.”

Spencer smiled. “Really?”

The two men nodded. Spencer went back over to you and everyone shuffled out of the room.

“Is he finally doing it?” Penelope asked. “I hope,” Derek sighed, looking at the two of you.

“You owe me $50 if they kiss,” Emily said to Rossi. Rossi shook his head, getting out the money. They all then turned to you.

“Hey, you didn’t get shot and you look sadder than me,” you half-joked. You winced as you laughed.

“Can I sit on the bed?” Spencer asked.

You nodded and shifted.

“And no, it’s not that,” he said.

“Then what is it?” You asked.

“Can I ask you something, Y/N?” Spencer said.

“I won guitar hero whether you like it or not sunshine.“ You smile

“No. It’s not that, either,” he chuckled.

“Oh. Well, go ahead,” you said.

“When we found you, I was terrified. I was so scared you were about to die. M-my best friend,” he said. You smiled softly and put your hand on his.

His hand started sweating and his heart starting racing. He didn’t like touching usually, but with you he melted immediately.

“And I know doing this job is risky and I don’t know if there’s ever going to be a good time so say this,” Spencer said. He took a deep, shaky breath.

“You can tell me anything, it’s okay,” you smiled.

“You are my best friend, but I want to be more to you. I’ve liked you ever since I met you and I think you’re the one for me. We fit so well together. You are so beautiful and funny and smart, even smarter than me. I just… I want you to be my girlfriend so bad,” he said.

You blinked and your jaw dropped. “Wh-what?” You weren’t sure you were hearing him right.

“It’s okay if you don’t like me, I just thought-”

You gasped and waved your hands to shush him. “No! No! I like you, too. A lot. You’re just so adorable and I love the way you babble and spit facts. And, ugh, you’re so smart it’s such a turn on. I would love to be your girlfriend,” you gushed.

Spencer’s worried eyes suddenly shined with happiness. “Really?”

“Yes!” You giggled. Spencer leaned in and kissed you.

Your arm that wasn’t hooked up to an IV went on his neck. You settled your fingers in his hair and he put his hand gently on your waist. His lips tasted like chocolate pudding. They were soft and warm, you felt like you were kissing a pillow.

“Hey, what’s wrong!” You heard your doctor come in. You pulled away, “Oh, sorry.”

Your doctor smiled, “Your heart rate went up so fast, we thought you were dying. You are okay right?”

You nodded and she walked out. You turned to Spencer and giggled.

“Can I take you out once you’re discharged?” Spencer asked.

“Totally,” you grinned.

regular prompt 80 and kiss prompt 24 with derek morgan pleaseeeeeee also congrats on 500!!!

Thank you so much!! I hope you enjoy!!

Prompt #80: “Everything is okay now. I’m here, I’m here.”

Kiss Prompt #24: One person touching the other’s lips until they can't resist any longer, tilting their chin up towards them for a kiss. 

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“Clear!” I called out, taking one last look around the bedroom I had entered. As I heard the voices of the others, I knew the house was empty. I holstered my gun and walked back out, looking around to make sure there wasn’t anything notable I had missed. 

“He’s not here.” Hotch said as he ascended the stairs with Emily not far behind, and I sighed heavily. We had been chasing our unsub for days now, and this was the first promising lead we had had in the last forty-eight hours. 

“Alright, I don’t wanna give up on this just yet.” Hotch announced. “L/n, you and Morgan head back down to the first floor. Prentiss and I will stay up here and make sure we haven’t missed anything.

Derek and I headed back down the stairs, standing in front of them and surveying the situation as we decided what to do next. 

“Alright,” He said after a moment. “You check the living room, I’ll check the kitchen.”

I nodded, my foot already stepping in that direction when he grabbed my arm. I turned to him and could see a look of concern in his eyes. 

“And be careful.” He said. “Something about this doesn’t feel right to me.”

I gave him a soft smile. “I will.”

He turned and made his way into the kitchen and dining room area, and I began looking around the living room. 

The entire time I looked, my thoughts kept circling to the fact that this had to be our guy. Too many things added up for him not to be. But where’s the evidence?

I sighed in frustration, running a hand through my hair. But then I saw it. There was a small crack around the bookshelf. I slid my gloves on sliding my hand over the crack and realizing it was a hidden doorway. I wrapped my fingers around the shelf, carefully sliding it open to a startling surprise. 

Our unsub was standing in wait with a gun pointed right at me. I slowly raised my hands. 

“Okay.” I said slowly, wondering what the best move would me. “I’m not going to hurt you. Just come out and surrender and-”

The unsub lowered his gun and shot me in the leg. I cried out in pain as the unsub ran out the front door. 

“Morgan!” I called out as I fell to the floor, holding my leg. I knew the shot wasn’t fatal, but that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt. 

He ran into the room as the unsub ran out of the house. “Y/n!”

He immediately knelt down next to me, his eyes raking over my body to check for any other injuries as he frantically asked, “Where’d he go?”

“Out the front door.” I said before I groaned in pain. 

“Hotch!” Morgan yelled up, even though they were already at the foot of the stairs and running towards me. 

“Are you okay?” Emily asked worriedly.   

“I’m okay.” I said. “Just a shot to the leg. The unsub ran out the front.” 

Hotch nodded. “Morgan, you and I will go after him. Prentiss you stay here and I’ll call an ambulance.”

“Derek.” I said, grabbing his hand as he tried to get up. Morgan looked up at Hotch, who understood. 

“You can stay here. Prentiss you come with me. L/n you’re going to be okay.”

Emily and Hotch ran out to the SUV, and I could see him dial 911. 

“Derek.” I said again, making him turn back to me. I squeezed my eyes shut at the pain. 

He shushed me gently, stroking my hair. “Everything is okay. I’m here, I’m here. You're going to be okay.”

I nodded, feeling my eyes begin to shut. “No no no.” Derek said. “Pretty girl, you gotta stay awake for me!”

But the pain was too much, and my eyes slid shut. 

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A few hours later, I slowly awoke too intensely bright lights and the smell of disinfectant. I realized why I was here when I felt a dulled, less intense pain come from my leg. I slowly turned to see Derek sitting in a chair next to me, his hand holding mine. His eyes were trained on his lap, and he hadn’t noticed I was awake. 

“Hey you.” I said softly, my voice a little gravely. His head shot up, and he immediately looked relieved. 

“You’re awake.” He said, scooting closer and caressing my hair. “You scared the crap out of me.”

I let out a breathy laugh, all I had the energy for at the moment, and rolled my eyes. “Please Morgan, it’s just a leg shot. You and I both knew I would be fine.”

“Yeah, but you should have told me you found that door! It could’ve been a lot worse!” 

I sighed. “I know. I’m sorry.” The look of pure concern written all over his face made me fall even harder. 

He gazed at me for a moment, before beginning to stand. “I’ll go tell the nurse you’re awake.” 

I grabbed his hand again, similarly to how I had just a few short hours ago. “Not yet.”

Confused, he slowly lowered himself to set back in the chair I knew had the be very uncomfortable. I looked up at him, into his caring eyes. “Thank you. Thank you for staying with me.”

“Of course.” He said quietly. His fingers began to gently caress my cheeks, before they slowly drifted to my lips. He gazed at them for a moment, as if contemplating what to do before I finally spoke.

“Derek, just kiss me already.” 

He grinned, tilting my chin up and gently pressing his lips to mine. He kept them there for a few seconds before slowly pulling away. 

“Took you long enough.” I said softly, which made him laugh.

He stood up. “Now I’m going to go get the nurse and then I’ll call the others. And I’ve got to call Garcia, because she has been driving me crazy. She’s been worried sick.”

I giggled at that. “Wait until you come back and we can FaceTime her.”

He laughed. “Sounds good, pretty girl.”

heyy!can you do an imagine in which reader visits the boys on tour and has to share a bunk with one of them?surprise me with the pairing ;) p.s.love your writing style!!

Poor Planning // N.M.

You were so excited to visit your best friend Brandon, a giddy feeling bubbling up inside of you as the plane landed. You grabbed your carryon from the overhead compartment and made your way through the airport to find the group of boys who were picking you up. 

you looked around the airport for them, smiling when you saw Zion’s head peeking out over the top of a small group of people. 

“Guys!” you called towards them, waving when they heard your voice and turned towards you. You both rushed forward, immediately being engulfed in a big hug from Austin. Zion was quick to follow, but Edwin and Brandon hung back. 

“Hey, B… Ed?” you smiled and furrowed your eyebrows, “um, is everything okay?” 

“I–,” Brandon accidentally cut himself off with a sneeze and then a weird half-sneeze-half-cough, “I’m pretty sure i have the flu…” he sighed and looked upset. 

“and I’m pretty sure he gave me the flu…” Edwin shook his head and crossed his arms. 

“Yeah, they’re supposed to be resting, but Brandon he just had to come with us to get you.” Zion rolled his eyes playfully. 

“Aw, I’m so sorry, B.” you frowned and quickly squeezed his shoulder. 

As you all walked towards the car parked outside you and Brandon stayed slightly behind as the other three walked ahead. 

“Where’s Nick?” you questioned. 

“He was busy,” Brandon answered nonchalantly. 

You nodded, unsurprised. You and Nick had never gotten along well. Your interactions were rarely pleasant, both of you taking every opportunity to land a good zinger and make the other mad. It was one of the reasons you were hesitant to visit the boys while they were on tour, you didn’t want to spend the whole trip frustrated and arguing with Nick.

on the drive home, you had so much fun talking with the boys, even stopping at taco bell to grab some food. when the car arrived back at the lot where the bus was parked you all spilled out and rushed towards the tour-bus to play Super Smash Bros. Feeling the need to reclaim your title as queen of the game when Zion claimed that he could beat you. 

When you walked in Nick was sitting on the couch on his phone, already seeming annoyed by your presence, rolling his eyes when you said ‘hi’ to him. 

“Oh, we brought you taco bell,” you said as kindly as you could and handed him the takeaway bag. smiling smugly at the surprised expression on his face. 

“Thanks,” he said curtly and nodded in your direction. 

the tension was impossible to miss and the other boys stood there in awkward silence until Austin spoke up saying, “well then, let’s play smash bros.”

Nick left the room as you began to play and your blood boiled, you were so confused and annoyed by his behavior. you’d never done anything to him. 

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later that night you ran into a problem… you didn’t know where you were supposed to sleep. Brandon and Edwin were obviously out because you weren’t down to catch the flu, and Zion and Austin were both too large to share their tiny bunks. 

you brought the problem to Brandon and his suggestion was simple, “I’ll ask Nick if you can share with him.” he shrugged and stood up, obviously he didn’t fully understand the deep-seated issues between you and Nick. you protested but he was adamant that he could get Nick to act reasonably. needless to say, you did not share his certainty. 

you stayed in the main area of the bus and waited as he went to talk to Nick, cringing as you imagined the conversation that was about to ensue. 

Nick stormed out from the bunk area holding a pillow and blanket, looking at you with annoyance painted all over his face before throwing his things down on the small seating area, which could barely be considered a couch, and saying, “my bunk’s the middle one on the left.” 

“I didn’t tell Brandon to ask you. I’ll sleep out here, you don’t have to.” you apologized sincerely, never wanting to kick him out of his own bed. 

“Just take it, I really don’t feel like pissing off Brandon.” he rolled his eyes at you and laid down, pulling out his phone. 

“thank you, Nick.” you tried to show your appreciation, but you were practically ignored. you mumbled a ‘goodnight’ before walking into the bunk area. 

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on the third night you turned in early, Brandon and Edwin were slowly recovering but very worn out from performing and afraid that they could still be contagious.

you’d been laying in bed for a while and you were hovering right on the edge of sleep when the bunk curtain was pulled back and your shoulder was nudged repeatedly.

“Hey, scoot the fuck over,” Nick spoke gruffly, rubbing his eyes. 

“Nick? what time is it?” you asked offhandedly and began to move to the side. 

“it’s one AM and my back fucking hurts,” he said rudely as he climbed into the bunk and sighed in relief at the soft mattress under his body. 

“I told you I’d sleep in there,” you said defensively and looked over at him.

“I don’t even care, just let me sleep please.” he groaned and rolled onto his side, facing your direction but still a reasonable distance from you. you didn’t respond, trying to avoid more unnecessary conflict.  

you looked at him for a moment. he was shirtless, only wearing a pair of gray sweatpants and a small gold chain around his neck. his hair was messy and his closed eyelids fluttered every now and then. 

you’d always thought that Nick was very attractive, you even had a small crush on him when you first met– before you realized how unpleasant he was. you huffed and rolled onto your side to face away from him, wrapping your blanket around yourself and closing your eyes to sleep. 

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you woke up at around four AM. you were comfortable, but something was off. it wasn’t until you began to roll onto your back that you felt the arm wrapped around your middle, the legs intertwined with yours, and the head nestled in the crook of your neck. your eyes snapped open and you looked down to see a sleeping Nick practically wrapped around you. 

you didn’t know how to react. on the one hand, this was very weird and unexpected… but on the other, you didn’t want to wake him up and cause awkwardness where you didn’t have to. 

one of your arms was trapped underneath his neck and the other was wrapped around his shoulder. he began to stir so, flustered, you closed your eyes and pretended to be asleep. you felt him lift his head and do the same thing you were just doing– trying to figure out what the fuck was going on. 

he began to pull away and you thought that this weird situation was over, but instead, you heard the bunk curtain be pulled closed and then felt his arms come back to wrap tightly around your body. 

you hated to admit it to yourself, but this made you very happy. his skin was warm against yours and his strong arms held you perfectly. with one hand, his fingers played with the ends of your hair and the other spread across your lower back, holding you to him comfortably. 

you both fell back asleep after a while and when you woke up the next morning you were separated, both your backs turned towards the other. 

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although neither of you acknowledged what had happened– as far as you knew he didn’t even know that you were awake, the tone changed in your relationship. you didn’t become best friends by any means, but there were no more rude remarks or jabs, he even helped you climb down from the bunk when you got up since your legs couldn’t reach the floor.     

the other boys noticed and were understandably confused. at one point Brandon mentioned it and you and Nick shared a look before shrugging and continuing to eat your breakfast, leaving him even more confused than before. 

Brandon and Edwin had a doctor’s appointment and the other three boys went to practice the choreography for their show so you were alone on the bus for a little while. 

you used the opportunity to take a quick shower, then got dressed in a comfy oversized tee shirt and small athletic shorts and started to head out to the main area of the bus. you stopped in your tracks when you saw Nick sitting at the small booth in the main area, elbows leaned on the table. 

you made brief eye contact with him as you entered but looked away quickly and went to the kitchenette to get a snack. in your peripheral vision, you saw him stand, but you didn’t look over even when you felt him getting closer to you.

you jumped when his hands softly landed on your hips, your whole body stiffening. 

“I know you were awake last night,” he said softly in your ear, his breath hot against your neck. 

“W-what?” you stuttered, feigning confusion. 

one of his hands wrapped further around you and pulled your back into his front, the other hand moved a piece of your hair to give him room to place his chin on your shoulder. 

“I felt your heartbeat speed up when i held you… i felt your breathing speed up,” he said, turning his head to look at the side of your face and waiting for you to respond. 

“I…” you sighed and looked around the room, trying to gather your thoughts, “i was nervous…” 

“Why?” the question was impossible to answer seeing as you had no idea why you were nervous.

“I don’t know.” you shook your head, you could feel your cheeks heating up and you turned your face away so that he couldn’t see you blush. 

“Look at me,” he said sternly, his deep voice somehow making you listen. you turned your face to look at him and were met with kind eyes, tugging your bottom lip between your teeth. 

“What?” you questioned anxiously. 

“I liked it…” he said quietly, his hand playing with the bottom of your shirt. 

“you… liked it? what?” you scoffed in disbelief. 

“yeah,” he spoke calmly, “i liked it.” 

he then pulled away and looked at you as he stepped towards the door of the bus, he then turned fully and left. leaving you feeling flustered, your mind racing. 

a few moments later Brandon and Edwin arrived back from their appointment and you had to pretend like everything was normal. 

—-

as you watched their show that night, you couldn’t keep your eyes from drifting over to Nick. thankfully, because of the intense lights they had shining on him, he wasn’t able to see you well enough to notice. 

you wouldn’t say that you were looking forward to going to bed tonight, but you were certainly curious if he would try something. your interaction earlier that day had jarred you and you weren’t sure how to proceed. 

after the show, you all went out and got drinks. you ended up getting back to the bus late, all of the boys pretty drunk. you giggled at them as they stumbled around the bus looking for different things. 

you got ready for bed quickly, putting on a big tee shirt and boyshorts then washing your face and brushing your teeth. you migrated back to the bunk area, peeking your head into the main room to say goodnight to the boys on the way. 

when you got to Nick’s bunk you climbed in and covered yourself with the blanket, then pulled out your phone and began scrolling through Instagram and checking in with your friends at home. you looked over when you heard someone in the hallway next to the bunk, peeking through the small gap between the wall and the curtain and saw Nick slipping on a shirt, hair wet from the shower. 

you watched carefully as he pulled back the curtain and climbed into bed, shutting off your phone and placing it to the side. he laid facing you, arms crossed in front of his chest. at that moment you wanted nothing more than to lean forward and bury your face in his chest and feel the fabric of his soft, dark green tee shirt against your skin. 

you lifted your hand and played with the fabric on the sleeve of his shirt, his eyes stayed glued to your face as he considered his next move. he sighed, throwing caution to the wind, placing a hand on your hip and pulling you into him. you wrapped your arms around his neck and sighed in contentment. he buried his head in your neck and ran his hand up and down your back. 

“Hi.” you smiled and played with the hair at the back of his head. 

“Hi there,” he whispered back, smiling against your shoulder. you scratched his back gently as he did the same to you.     

you giggled when he wrapped his hand around the back of your thigh and pulled it to drape over his waist, his hand then resting on top of it, thumb caressing your skin. 

“Hey, Nick?” you whispered softly, unable to keep yourself from questioning this whole situation. 

“Hm?” he responded sleepily, hand moving to rest on your side. 

“What does this… mean?” you struggled to find the proper words to ask him. 

“I’m not sure,” he answered truthfully and then moved his head to look at you, “But i know that I don’t want it to stop.” 

you looked at him for a moment before asking the question that had been on the tip of your tongue, “Why were you always so mean to me?” you asked earnestly, hoping that the answer isn’t hurtful. 

“Because Brandon liked you… so i couldn’t like you too because that would make me a bad friend,” he said, looking into your eyes and nodding his head once to make his point, “then after that, i didn’t know how to change the dynamic so i just let it stay the same.” 

“But Brandon has a girlfriend.” you shook your head, not fully buying his answer. 

“He didn’t two years ago when he introduced you to us,” he said matter-of-factly. 

“Shit…” you stared at his face as you realized that what he was saying was true. you knew that Brandon had feelings for you at one time, but you didn’t know about them until after they were long gone. 

“Yeah.” he chuckled at you and then bit his lip, “I’m sorry about all that by the way,” he said honestly.

“I’m not upset about it… i wasn’t too kind either.” you cringed as you thought back to some of your past conversations with him, wishing you could reclaim your words. 

“I’m not worried about it.” he smiled and shifted slightly closer to you, the tip of his nose brushing against yours. 

“Okay.” you smiled and played with the collar of his shirt, pulling at a loose thread and then looking back to meet his eyes. 

you fell asleep like that, wrapped up in each other’s embrace. both of you uncertain about the future, but excited by it at the same time. 

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This is a long one guys! idk why but this request just sent me, man. it’s like purely fluff, but lemme know if you want me to write a part 2 that goes in a different direction or one that keeps going in a similar direction to this :P Thanks for the fun request @prettydamnmuchinlove !

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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Love Bites

Pairing: Arthur Curry x Reader 

Word count: 2545

Summary: An ancient vampire joins the Justice League, but locks horns with the King of Atlantis himself

Warning: just some language ahahaha AN: Requests are open so feel free to shoot me one ~

“Wait, so you’re a vampire?” Barry asked, raising his eyebrow as he stared at the woman in front of him. Dressed in dark clothes from the top to the bottom, her dark eyes stared back at the members in front of her.

“Pretty much.” She laughed, pulling out the dark contacts to reveal her red eyes beneath, causing Barry and Victor to slightly step back.

“But how?” Victor asked, being confused at this revelation, after all, there was no way such a creature could exist. “It’s not scientifically possible for a living organism like a vampire to exist, especially co-existing with humans around them.” He added.

“It’s a long story, the abridged version is that I was barely breathing when an elder saw me and took pity, injecting his venom into my system and took me in, giving me this curse.” She bitterly chuckled, running a hand through her (h/c) hair.

“So what’s your jam?” Arthur asked, speaking up for the first time. “Do you turn into a bat like bat boy over there?”

“Sadly no, but what I can do is this.” She smirked, taking the glove off her hand to reveal her pale skin and letting a phoenix form out of flames, amazing all those around her.

“Since the man who transformed me was an elder, a phoenix elder, thus I can do this, now should we talk about saving the world or not?” She smirked, eyeing the King of Atlantis.

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“Stay away from me.” (Y/n) hissed at the taller man in front of her, glaring him dead in the eyes. The mission had gone south, horribly thanks to Arthur and her refusing to cooperate. It was a simple mission, extraction and eradication of an extremist group that were located on the docks. But as soon as the four - Arthur, (Y/n), Barry and J'onn - split up, Barry and J'onn taking the hostages as Arthur and (Y/n) went after the extremists. It all went downhill when Arthur asked (Y/n) to go after one of them underwater as he tackled another, but she outright refused, causing the one to get away and thus the fight between the two league members themselves.  

“Break it off both of you, what are you? 12?” Clark yelled at the pair who still wouldn’t back away from one another, after all, it wasn’t the first time, heck this happened almost every day.

“Get fish boy to back off my nerves or I’ll fry him” (Y/n) hissed, walking off, showing no respect to the King of Atlantis.

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“Wait, so you’ve been alive for 3000 years?!” Barry exclaimed, his eyes widening.

“Yes, unless you didn’t hear everything I just said.” (Y/n) said, opening the door of her Lamborghini, being so old had its perks, (Y/n) was richer than Bruce Wayne himself but due to her long age, she continuously changed her identity every 50 years, thus her wealth was spread out.

“I feel like she makes your wealth redundant Wayne” Hal laughed.

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(Y/n) groaned, the shock of the hit travelling throughout her body, despite the fact she was immortal, she still felt pain. Grinding her teeth, she stood up again, only to find Clark ready to fry Diana. Lex Luthor had done something, something that changed Clark, his brown eyes were no longer brown, but instead, they glowed blue.

“CLARK” (Y/n) yelled, conjuring her strongest flame, engulfing the man of steel in the heat as he desperately tried to freeze the flames. Diana quickly crawled away, having taken many strong hits from Superman. Grinding her teeth harder, she pushed forward. She wasn’t at her peak, she hadn’t fed for a long while, around maybe 4 years or so?

Bruce, Barry, Diana, Hal, J'onn and Arthur all watched from the side of the bridge, she was bringing him down but at the same time, melting the supports of the bridge that held them above the deep ocean. Letting one leg fall, she continued, Clark had fallen to the floor by now but still wasn’t standing down. She kept going, grinding her teeth harder as the supports of the bridge kept melting, causing the bridge to tilt. Barry and Victor zoomed around the heavily populated bridge, trying to keep the civilians out of the line of literal fire.

Panic ran through her every vein, her phobia of the ocean kicking in as the bridge progressively lowered, but she kept going, knowing that there was no other way to do this. Eventually, the bridge gave up, plunging both an unconscious Clark and barely conscious (Y/n) into the deep water below.

“Shit, Arthur pull her out before it’s too late, go.” Bruce yelled, pushing Aquaman forward.

“Calm down Bruce, what’s so bad, we need to save the civilians.” Victor commented as he flew off.

“She’s terrified of water, her phobia is so strong she will do something stupid.” And upon hearing those words Arthur launched himself into the water. Arthur and (Y/n) had never gotten along, in fact, they were like two bulls, who continuously locked horns. Bruce’s words rang in his ears as he continued swimming at the speed of the torpedo, searching for his fellow league member who was rapidly drowning in her state of panic. It all made sense now, why she refused to go into the water that day, why she refused to go down to Atlantis when needed, it all made sense.

Finally locating her desperately trying to swim, he swam faster, reaching her and grabbing her arms to prevent her from splashing the water and he grabbed her waist, pulling her flush against his body as he swam up.  (Y/n) tightly closed her eyes, clutching on to the man she hated in her state of vulnerability.

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“Are you alright Ms (L/n)?” Alfred asked as Bruce carried her in and laid her down onto her bed, pulling the covers on to her as Barry followed them, after all, he was (Y/n)’s closest friend on the league. Arthur and Diana watched from the door, as J'onn and Hal took Clark to his room.

“Thank you, Alfred, I am, I would like to be left alone right now please.” She sighed, pulling the covers further as she tried to push back the memories that came rushing back. Soon everyone filed out of her room, except one.

“You know you could thank me at least, for saving you but I suppose the 3000 years have caused you to lose your manners” He commented, before turning around and getting ready to leave but the vampire rose from her bed, in an instant pinning the King against the wall, allowing his arm to graze against a sharp table arm as blood oozed out.

Instantly, the aroma of his blood filled the room as the shorter woman had him pinned against the wall, closing her eyes tightly as a fire in her throat erupted. “Just shut up.” She hissed, feeling her fangs come out after 4 or so years, the pain spreading through her head.

“Just shut up.” She repeated as her breathing became more and more ragged as she pushed her face into his neck, holding the larger man in a death grip which he couldn’t escape.

It was so sweet, so inviting and all it would take is one bite, her abilities would be restored to their maximum potential, just one bite.

“(L/n), snap out of it.” Arthur said, feeling her cold breath against his neck and he knew he couldn’t fight out of her hold, she was too damn strong for that, even in her weak state.

“Mmmmm, shut up.” She whispered against his neck, and giving into the lust, she opened her mouth, placing an open-mouthed kiss on the soft skin of his neck, searching for the soft spot to bite. Arthur shivered under her touch, feeling electricity shoot down his spine.

“(L/n), stop.” He commanded again, using his hands to shake her shoulders, using rough measure, which only aggravated the hungry vampire even more as, very quickly, kicked his legs, allowing him to drop to the floor and she hovered over him, pinning his right arm under her leg and using one hand to hold his left hand down, using her free hand to tilt his neck, snuggling closer to him.

Wasting no more time, she bit down, giving into her bloodlust, eliciting a painful groan from Arthur. The vampire moaned in pleasure as more of the Atlantean’s blood went into her system.

Arthur groaned as he clenched his fists, feeling lightheaded and dizzy but he couldn’t fight her off. By now, (Y/n) had pulled a significant amount of blood but her hunger was getting the best of her.

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“I need to apologise to (L/n), oh god.” Clark sighed, Diana had told him about everything that had happened and what the aftermath of his showdown with Luthor had been like.

Clark quickly got up, making his way to the second floor of the headquarters where (Y/n)’s room was. He was about to knock on the door when he saw the strange sight in front of him.

Arthur lay on the floor, potentially unconscious, with (Y/n) hovering over him, her face buried in his neck as blood pooled around his neck. “(L/N)!!!” Clark yelled, running forward and in an instant, he yanked her off Arthur’s unconscious body.

Pinning her down, he called for the other members, who soon flooded the room. Barry rushed towards his friend who was limp in Superman’s arms as Bruce and Diana pulled an unconscious Arthur up and pulled him out of the room.

“I should have seen it coming damn it.” Bruce sighed, but right now, his priority was making sure Arthur was alright.

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“Oh god, what have I done?” (Y/n) panicked as Barry told her what had happened.

“Your eyes are redder than usual, are you alright?” Barry asked, seeing her eyes which were usually a dull, dark red, were now glowing red.

“It’s a common sign of feeding, the foreign blood in my system gives me more pigment.” She explained, getting out of bed and pulling her sneakers on.

“I need to go apologise to him”

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“Can I come in?” (Y/n) asked as she stood at Arthur’s door. Arthur glanced up at her, a large white bandage covering his neck as he sat up in bed, Alfred had confined him to strict bedrest following his immense blood loss.

“I don’t know, are you gonna attack me like a savage animal again?” He commented and (Y/n) shut her eyes, knowing she deserved it. But out of all the people, why did she have to attack him?

“I’m here to apologise.” She softly whispered, walking into his room and standing at the edge of his bed.

“Get out.” He hissed.

“What have I ever done to you? Everyday fucking day it’s the same thing, you refuse to cooperate with me, heck you refuse to give me the basic respect, what did I ever do to you.” She’d had enough. Arthur sighed, getting up and walking over to her, starring her down.

“Me? You’re the one that is problematic, angry at everything, refuses to follow commands, help others, the only one you listen to is your fuck buddy Allen.” He hissed back, being fully aware of the nights the pair spent together doing god knows what.

“How dare you? How fucking dare you? I came here to apologise, to try to make things right and how dare you throw such accusations at me? Who the hell do you think you are? You may be a King in the fish land but here, you’re nothing more than an immature, stubborn, selfish idiot who doesn’t care for anything or anyone but himself.” (Y/n) retorted, walking closed to stare him dead in the eyes. 

Their faces were so close, so damn close that in an instant Arthur wrapped his arms around the vampire’s waist, hoisting her up against him and smashing their mouths together.

It angered him, seeing her be so close to Allen, constantly watching out for him, laughing with him, he wanted to be the one to do that, he was beyond hopelessly in love with her, but he couldn’t show it, no, he wasn’t going to show weakness, no.

(Y/n) instantly stiffened, not expecting this but feeling his soft warm lips against her cold dead ones, warmth spread throughout her body and she began to kiss him back, pushing him back into the bed as she straddled his waist. Sparks shot through her cold, dead body as her lips worked feverishly against the Atlantean’s.

Arthur smirked, flipping them over so now that he was on top and straddling her waist, threading his hands through her hair, pulling her closer if possible.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this.” he whispered, resting his forehead against hers as he tried to catch his breath.

“Then why do you hate me?” (Y/n) softly asked, her red eyes innocently into his. “I’m terrible with words, I am so sorry, so, so , so sorry love.” He whispered, pecking her lips again but this time, (Y/n) pulled him closer, allowing his tongue to enter her mouth. Moans of pleasure left (Y/n)’s lips as Arthur’s hands traveled down her sides, squeezing her waist and she wrapped her legs around his waist.

“Are you sure you want this?” He asked, breaking apart slightly, not wanting to cross any unwanted lines. “Afraid that I’ll outlast you?” (Y/n) challenged, removing her jacket and with a smirk, Arthur moved forward, connecting their lips together again.

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The pair cuddled together as (Y/n) rested her head on Arthur’s chest. “How’d you turn?” Arthur asked, lacing their fingers together.

“I was a young girl, walking back from a friend’s house, it was dark, I should have stayed at her place like she begged me to, but my father was sick, so I had to return to help my mother” She explained.

“I was crossing the bridge and the storm was strong, the bridge fell, plunging me into the deep river, an elder vampire found me on the river side, barely breathing and took pity on me, transforming me and taking me with him, teaching me everything I knew.” She glanced up at him and he pulled her closer, placing a soft kiss on her hair and the pair drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms.

The next day

(Y/n) walked down to the training room, dressed in her training gear, a black tank top and tights with a jacket on top. Setting her bag down, she took off her jacket, exposing the skin of her neck and shoulders, which was covered in many purple bite marks.

Hal and Diana cracked up as Barry and Clark stood their silently, obviously they’d all heard the noises from Arthur’s room last night. “What?” The older vampire asked, shrugging her shoulders.

“Aren’t you the vampire?” Hal commented, still laughing his head off and in this moment, Arthur came up behind (Y/n), wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her back against his chest as he laughed.

(Y/n) had never been more grateful for her inability to blush because her face would have been redder than a tomato at this point.

all mine- Spencer Reid

summary: Spencer has trouble hiding your relationship

warnings: it’s a bit steamy, but nothing too graphic

Blasting music, sweaty bodies, and all of your teammates getting drunk.

You get to watch all of this objectively, because you’re the designated driver.

To be fair, you had volunteered. Spencer had offered, but you had taken the bullet. Nonetheless, Spencer decided he would sit by your side all night, and not drink.

But you decide to leave him for just a second, to get a refill of your virgin daiquiri.

And even with Spencer only a few feet away from you, a man comes up to you.

“Can I buy you a drink?” The guy asks, leaning on the bar, a beer in his hand.

“No, I’m the driver tonight, but thank you.” You say, a cautious smile on your face.

“C’mon baby.” He says, nudging you on the shoulder.

“I told you, i’m fine.” you say, about to pay for the drink.

“Nah let me, a pretty lady shouldn’t have to pay for her own drink. Besides, you can call me later and pay me back.” He winks as he pulls out his wallet.

“No thanks, I’d rather not take a drink from a married man.” You smile, and put the bills on the counter.

“Wh- how’d you know?” The man stammers, his face obviously heating up.

“The ring that you just switched to your right hand, and the family photo in your wallet.” You say matter-of-factly.

You give him a condescending smile, and walk back over to Spencer.

“Should I be worried about him?” Spencer asks, his voice deeper than it usually is.

“Nah, I put him in his place.” You laugh, brushing your hair out of your face.

Spencer checks his watch, “It’s almost 12:30.” he says, and then stands up, leaning down to your ear, “Gather everyone up, and let’s take them home. You’re coming to my apartment tonight.” He says in a low voice.

His words go straight through your body, and you press your legs together.

Spencer walks away, smirking at your reaction to him, and begins to get Morgan and Garcia.

You clear your throat, and stand up to get the others.

Everyone lives moderately close, so you take Garcia, Emily, and JJ. While Spencer takes the guys.

You see Penelope into her apartment last, and then you get back into your car.

You pull into Spencer’s apartment building, and do a poor job at fixing your hair.

You walk up to Spencer’s apartment, and dig out the key he gave you a while ago out of your purse.

You push open the door, and see Spencer sitting on the couch.

“Hey Spence.” You say walking over to him. He doesn’t respond, just pulls you onto his lap, having you straddle him.

Spencer comes up, his lips ghosting yours, and says, “You know you’re all fucking mine, right?”

You nod, eyes darting between his lips and eyes.

“Good.” Spencer says, before capturing your lips with his. It’s a slow kiss, but still urgent.

“Come with me to the bedroom.” He says, leading you.

He lays you down on the bed, and then climbs on top of you, kissing you again. This time it’s faster, and full of need.

He kisses down your jaw, and nibbles on your ear. Spencer then trails down your neck, and begins to suck on it, in a very obvious place.

“Spencer,” You say breathlessly, “You know I can’t have hickeys where we work.”

“Don’t care.” he murmurs, “I’m marking what’s mine.”

~

In the morning, you wake up next to Spencer. You check your phone, and realize the time: 8:30.

“Fuck.” You say, really loudly.

Spencer groans, turning over to face you. “What?” he asks in a deep morning voice.

“Aren’t we supposed to be in by nine?” You ask.

“Yeah.” Spencer responds. You show him the phone.

“Fuck!” He says, hopping out of bed. “I think i have some of your work clothes here.” He says, rubbing his eyes.

“Wanna shower together to save time?” You ask, “But absolutely no funny business.” You say, eyeing him.

“Yeah yeah, let’s go.” Spencer replies.

You and Spencer both roll up to the BAU headquarters around 9:15.

“Sorry, I’m late. You say, taking a seat.

“Don’t worry, everyone’s allowed to be late, once.” Rossi says, “And Reid was late too, don’t worry.” He points over to Spencer.

“Goddamn Y/n. Did you get busy with someone from the bar last night?” Morgan asks.

“W-what?” You ask, cheeks redding.

Morgan points at your neck, and you look down. The mark had deepened to a dark purple.

You heard Spencer stifle a laugh behind you. You turn around, “What Reid? You jealous that i’m getting action and you aren’t?” You ask, and since no one else can see you face, you wink.

He puts his hands up in defense, “Don’t look at me.”

“Anyway, can we please get back to the case?” You ask, glaring at everyone. Garcia looks at you sympathetically, and hands you a scarf out of her bag.

You take it, and smile at her. She winks in return. On some level, you think that Garcia knows about you and Spence. She can be better at profiling than anyone else on the team at times.

You put the scarf around your neck as JJ tells you about the case.

It was a case about an unsub who drains all of the blood from his victims, and might keep it for a later date.

“Hey Y/n, maybe this was the guy you were with last night, he just didn’t bite all the way through your neck.” Morgan laughs, and you roll your eyes.

You throw up the middle finger, and he laughs. “Cut it out man.” Spencer says, not looking up from the file.

“Listen, all I’m saying is if you show up to work with a huge hickey you deserve to get made fun of a bit. besides, Y/n knows i’m joking, right babe?” Morgan asks, nudging your shoulder.

“Yeah, I do.” You say quietly.

“Anyway,” Hotch says, “Wheels up in 20, we are going to Indianapolis.”

You and Spencer go to your desks to get your go-bags. Coincidentally, your desks were right next to each other.

As you were leaning down to pick up your bag from under your desk, Spencer pinches your hip. You spring up, and almost hit him.

“Are you crazy?” You whisper, “We are at work, and we could get caught.”

“mmmm, don’t care.” Spencer shrugs.

~

Later, on the plane, you had complained that it was freezing, so you got a blanket from the back. The blanket was draped over your lap, and you were sitting next to Spencer while you went over the case.

Since the blanket was partially over him as well, Spencer took this opportunity to slide his hand over your thigh.

You stare bullets into him as he casually still goes over the case, like nothing is happening.

You roll your eyes, and try to go back to focusing, but it’s really hard with Spencer’s hand drawing circles on your thigh.

~

All is well, you work the case and eventually, Emily makes the connection that he must work on a farm or something of the like to keep everything stored.

You yawn as you get onto the jet to go back home.

You’re dressed in comfortable clothes, and you take your normal seat by Spencer on the couch-like seat. You started to play on your phone mindlessly, until your drowsiness overtook you.

Your eyes flutter shut, and your head falls to use Spencer’s shoulder as a pillow. Spencer shifts, and puts his arm around you so you’re laying more on his chest.

“So, when are you going to tell her that all of us know about you guys?” Morgan speaks up as soon as he thinks you’re asleep.

“I don’t know.” Spencer smiles, “For right now it’s really fun messing with her.”

Bill gets roasted for laughing at his own joke

Count On Us

Fandom: Twilight Pairing: Cullen family & Son!Brother!Reader Summary: When you’re on your knees, your family is quick to pull you up - because you shouldn’t face this all by yourself Word Count:  1591 Request: Could you make a cullen family x male reader where the reader goes through a tough break up so everyone decides to devise different plans on how to make him feel better

“Did you hear?” The Cullens perked their ears up, always loving drama with these mundane humans, they hadn’t been in school for a week since there was sun out but you, their human brother had been in all week.

They hadn’t seen anything abnormal from you, you didn’t seem like you were struggling about your homework or any of your subjects, nor have the teachers been giving you stick about anything so your siblings thought nothing of it.

“Oh yeah, (Y/n) Cullen?” Another giggled, trying to keep their conversation to themselves, “Heard he got into a messy breakup, they apparently-”

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Way Down We Go

Fandom: Harry Potter Pairing: Remus Lupin & Son!Reader Summary: Oh, father, tell me, do we get what we deserve? Word Count: 2,135 Request: @apple-pie-and-ice-cream  “Can I request Lupin x son Reader where the reader is also a werewolf?” A/n: Headcanon that the week of the full moon, senses are heightened because here’s some whump for yer. Remus is so easy to write for, send me more request for this dork

“Think I’m losing my mind.”

Hermione rolled her eyes as you leaned your head down on the long tables in the great hall, tired as you struggle to keep your eyes open, after a full moon in May you were getting back on your feet after being bedridden after the full moon.

“You’re being dramatic, (Y/n),” Hermione vocalised, though she paused when she hears your wince, “Are you okay?”

“Sensitive ears,” You hummed, rubbing them gently before propping up your face, leaning your elbows against the wooden tables, “I’m fine.”

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The Better Holmes

Fandom: Sherlock BBC Pairing: Sherlock Holmes & Brother!Reader & Mycroft Holmes Summary: An unusual morning has struck everyone confused. Word Count: 1033 Request: Can I request a Sherlock x brother reader x Mycroft where the reader is the nicest and well mannered out of all the holmes siblings and everyone is just dumbfounded by how pure and nice the reader is

“Please say that’s alive,” John asked, awkwardly as he stares at a boy of his twenties lying on the brown sofa, “If so, did you kidnap him?”

Sherlock was sloped on his seat, his eyes gazed over to the sleeping figure as he looks at his best friend, who had his hand on his hips assessing the situation.

“He’s alive, and no, I rather not say if I kidnapped him.”

“Sherlock!”

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Fast Learner (Ben Hardy x Reader) One Shot

Request: IN LOVE W UR BLOG 😻 I was wondering if you could do a super fluffy fic with Ben x reader, they work together on a movie (both mains) and she gets really nervous before their kissing scene together? And he notices and pulls her aside and she tells him she’s never kissed anyone before and she didn’t want to disappoint him and he just teachers her how to kiss in his trailer or smth and it’s just super cute and fluffy and wow 😭 I love soft Ben and I love you ❤️❤️

Warnings: Steamy kissing, bad words, not proofread.

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“I’ve wanted you since we were sixteen.” Ben stalked towards you, his words rolling off his tongue elegantly.

You stared out the window, refusing to look at him as he came up behind you, slowly. His hands found your upper arms. Your voice was stern. “You can’t always get what you want.” Ben chuckled darkly. “Sure you can, princess.” He trailed a lone fingertip down the slope of your neck and across your bare collarbones, stopping at the strap of your bra. You held your breath as he hooked his finger beneath it, pulling it off your shoulder to expose more of your chest. Smirking he pressed a chaste kiss to the spot where the strap had been. “You’ve just got to want it bad enough.” You turned to face him, catching his wrist to move it away from you. “You really think I’m just going to crumble at your feet the moment you decide you can use me?” Ben grinned wickedly, biting his lower lip as he backed you against the wall, his fingers hooking in the belt loops of your jeans. “Sweetheart…” He was so close now. You could feel the heat of his breath. Your mouth went dry as you stared up at him with big eyes. “I think we both know you crumbled at my feet a long time ago.” “Cut!” Your director shouted. A bell rang, and you heard the snap of a marker. Ben took a step back from you sheepishly, his cheeks going pink.

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Beautifully Human

A/N: Hooray for new Leggy! Hope you guys enjoy. LEGGY IS SO DAMN CUTE

Pairing: Legolas x Human!Reader

Word Count: 2,434

Warnings: some angst, mostly fluff

Summary: Based on this imagine by @greenleaf-writings​ : Imagine Legolas finding your diary by accident…

You listened to the low chattering around you as you sat near the fire, scribbling in your journal. You were thankful the light wasn’t fading from the sky too fast and that you still had some natural light to work by. It was a normal sight for the company- you with your feet tucked under you, writing away. You’d done it every night since they met you in Rivendell.

“(Y/N)?”

You dropped your pencil. “Yes?”

“What do you spend so much time writing?” Merry asked.

You closed your little book and shrugged. “Just thoughts, I suppose. Events. Things that seem boring today can be nice to look back on in the years to come.”

“Do you ever write about us?” Pippin asked. He was nudged hard by Sam’s elbow and he made a disgruntled sound.

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lavender⎜p.p

summary → it’s too early to be awake, so she goes back to bed with him.

words → 564

warnings → stark!reader, fem!reader, avenger!reader

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Six Thirty AM

Summary: Bucky tries to get the reader out of bed

Pairings/Characters: Bucky x Reader (Can be read as platonic)

Word Count: 572

Prompt: “I got him/her out of bed

A/N: Just a lil drabble to help me get through writer’s block while I work on a series. Tell me how horrible it was?

Warnings: fluff? This is like the most G rated stuff I’ve ever written.

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renner: what are you laughing at?

rudd: nothing

rudd *under his breath*: Benedoop Shoopdawoop.

Korea, it's on the balcony

Richard Camacho + @richukisbb's Tumblr Reblog Captions

One of the most beautiful and witty CNCOwner here in Tumblr tbh. I was actually stalking for funny Tumblr tags but I can't seem to find any but she always reblogs with caption which is funny because it's all so cute and hilarious! Remember that I love you and CNCOwners gonna stick together 😍❤️

CHRISTOPHER VELEZ - LOOKSCREENS

imagine... being chris' SO, being around him whenever you feel like, and capturing memories that will last a lifetime. frozen.

let me be a blue raft on a blue sea

i’ll blend right in

Preference 13: You play with his hair

Connor: 

“Babe…” he breathes out as your hands immediately connected with his hair, tugging it slightly. He moans in between kisses. “You liked that baby?” you whispered right in his ear. He whimpered in response as you repeated your actions, earning multiple moans from him. “Don’t stop, baby.” He pleads out. You chuckle softly, “I wasn’t planning to, Con. I like getting this reaction from you.” You kissed him back harder and tugged his hair harder. “What reaction? Me submissively giving myself to you?” he smirks, “Yeah.” And there, an idea suddenly popped up in your head, ‘Submissively giving himself to me?’

Brad:

“Yeah, yeah do that. Oh god…” Brad whispered as you played with his hair while he was playing FIFA. “Hmm…but baby, you can’t be focused when I’m playing with your hair…” You teasingly said while you tugged harder and massaged his scalp. His eyes immediately fluttered close as he leaned backwards to your hand. You noticed how much he was enjoying this so you removed your hand from his hair. You stood up and walked away from him, “Oh my God, Y/N. You are so paying for that.” He shook his head, not making eye contact while he kept playing.

Tristan:

“Your hair is so nice, Tris.” You said as you slid your hands into his bundle of hair while tugged a little. “Thank you, baby.” He breathes out as he leaned more backwards to your hand for more pressure. “Do you like that babe?” you asked as you ran your hands all over his hair. He smiled at you and with his hand, he pulled you onto him and kissed you, as a reply. You accidently removed your hands and placed them on his chest. He made a tsk sound and took you hand on his, and placed it back on his hair. He whispered, “Please, baby. More.”

James:

“Love…” James said as he walked into the room, placing a kiss on your forehead. He was stressed, you can tell. “What’s bothering you, baby?” you asked. He just shook his head and ran his hand on his hair.  “Please, can you just play with my hair?” he asks you almost pleadingly. Your heart fluttered because he has never acted like he needed you this badly. “Of course.” You whispered and started to play with his hair. You felt himself calm down a little and his body lightened up. You pulled his hair just a little, which made his head lean backwards and him biting his bottom lip. “You alright now, baby?” You asked softly which he replied with a little nod, eyes closed. You smiled at the sight you were seeing right now. James, helpless in your hands.

#152: Your First Kiss

A/N:

Oh how I’ve missed writing cute small fluffy preferences like this! Enjooooooy and happy reading!

Luke:

Luke held onto the door handle with his back pressed against it, his eyes somehow wide and his breathing quickened. He felt on his left hand, the palm still warm from your touch and he bit his lip in thought. He was supposed to do it. But every time you would lean into it, he would chicken up and panic. It wasn’t like him at all but that was what you did to him. It was the small goodbye, a short hug while he took in your scent and pressed you against his chest. Tonight, he had protested, claiming that he was gonna drive you home but you would rather walk, determined. It had been within seconds you said your goodbye, he had heard your footsteps turn around and down his porch. His cheeks were still rosy red from the night’s events, and he was holding onto the door handle so harshly his knuckles turned white. It had to be now if he wanted to catch up with you. Opening the door with force his eyes adjusted to the night life and walked down his porch. You weren’t that far away, your heels loud and clear from the pavement. He sprinted as fast as he could, almost breathless when he was right behind you. Turning around by the sudden sight, your eyes widened when you noticed Luke stand behind you. “Luke, what are you doing?” You asked confused. “I forgot something important.” He breathed and lifted your chin with his fingers. “What?” You asked. He smiled softly before leaning down with confidence, cupping your cheeks with his hands and gave you a sweet kiss on your lips. It was so sudden but also so satisfying you couldn’t control the smile growing on your lips and Luke almost whined by your lack of seriousness. “Come on. Is that how you want to remember our first kiss, by laughing into my mouth!” You rolled your eyes by his whine and wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him to shut up.

Calum:

“You sure you can walk the few meters by yourself?” Calum commented from your left, his hands gripping onto the steering wheel and looked at you with a worried look. You rolled your eyes by his question and scoffed at him like he was acting a bit ridiculous. “It’s ten meters until I’m in front of my doorstep. My roommate is home so I assure there won’t happen anything to be without you by my side.” Even if you were trying to sound serious you couldn’t prevent the smile playing on your lips. Calum nodded his head agreeing, “Okay.” He said quietly with a smile and looked down at your intertwined fingers, yours resting on top of his on the gear shift. “Thank you for tonight. It was nice seeing this side of you after 15 years of friendship.” You moved down to grab your purse from the floor but remained your linked hands. Calum smiled warmly at you and nodded his head agreeing, watching as you pulled your bag over your shoulder ready to leave him. “See you tomorrow?” He winked and you nodded your head agreeing. You checked your phone shortly to see if your roommate had texted you, and leaned forward to hug Calum goodbye. “Sleep well.” He whispered, spotting the time on the radio and you giggled and whispered it back before opening the door to the car. Though, with your hand still linked with Calum’s you were tucked back into the seat and Calum’s lips found yours for a chase kiss. You were surprised by his action but leaned into the touch the second you realized what he was doing. He stopped to take a deep breath before he leaned forward again, placed three more pecks and leaned his forehead against yours, “Bye Y/N.” He was wearing a goofy expression on his face and you giggled in response and kissed him a last goodbye before walking out of the car with rosy cheeks.

Michael:

”Come on Y/N.” Michael pleaded and grasped your hand in his, ”There’s a thunderstorm on the way.” You rolled your eyes by his words and ignored the rumbling sounds from the pitch black sky filled with stars. You kept your eyes on the sky, determined to the see the spectacular ocean of shooting stars that were supposed to shine bright like diamonds tonight, on this exact time. “I really wanna see this.” You grinned, unaware of the fact that Michael wasn’t looking at the sky, but having his gaze on you. An adorable smile embraced his cold face and he looked up to tag along, but the second a rain drop landed on his pale cheek. “You must be kidding me.” He mumbled but remained the smile on his face, grumbling about the London weather. Within minutes, the both of you were drowned down to your underwear, your hair matted in your face while drops of rain were falling down from Michael’s brown hair. “Y/N we’ll get sick.” He argued and tucked on your cold hand gently. “No it will clear up, I swear.” You giggled with hope in your voice. After one minute of having rain forced into your eyeballs you looked up at him, giggling at each other by the ridiculous situation you were put in. Michael caressed your cheek, and even with the cold weather his hand managed to be warm. You felt a blush appear on your cheeks and Michael moved closer to capture your lips between his. It was warm, erupting butterflies in your stomach; you stood on your toes and wrapped your arms around his neck to pull him closer. He moved away for a short moment to look up at the sky, smiling widely before his lips went back to yours, giving it with all the force he had to make the both of you breathless, the exact same butterflies erupting in his stomach by the magical moment.

Ashton:

“Ashton, have you found the candles?” You yelled, roaming through the drawers in your kitchen, checked your cupboards and a small sigh left your lips. The only source of light you had was your phone, which only had 3% and not really helping with the search. The whole electricity in the house was out of function, just like the rest of your street. You and Ashton were in the middle of a movie marathon, watching the climax of the film the second the power went out. Ashton was the first one to react, standing up from the couch and ready to find some sort of life. But you had recently moved in, which meant that you had no such clue to where the hell you had put all the candles in your house besides the one on the coffee table for decoration. “I found some.” Ashton exclaimed from somewhere, and his footsteps became louder until he stood by the doorframe to the kitchen. “I think it’s scented though.” He commented and walked forward, the only source of light being the lamppost from the street outside. “Oh my god, it must be my skittles scented candle with orange!” You giggled happily and stood next to him, accidently touching his hand. You removed it away fast in reaction, a blush appearing on your lips. Ashton took it as another sign, and before you could react in the darkness his plump lips were placed on top of yours. You reacted immediately, not like you had expected, and wrapped your hands in his curly locks, tucking slightly. He groaned slightly by the affection and moved away to catch his breath, but in the right second it happened all the lights came back along with the TV turning on again. You both were breathless, looking at each other surprised by your sudden moment but it was less than seconds after a smile broke on both your faces and Ashton leaned down again for another kiss while he filled your eyes with his nervous contagious laughter.

Morning

As I wake up I feel this familiar weight on my chest. This is the usual position I wake up to when my boyfriend is sleeping at mine, but I don’t mind. I love having him around. I love spending time with him, especially since he is on tour travelling the world. But today he has some time off and I couldn’t be happier. Hearing him snoring quietly and looking at his sleepy face would have to be one of the purest things on earth.

I reach for his hair, stroking it. It’s messy but it makes him look so adorable. I could stay like this forever. With this man, the man of my dreams, on me. He mumbles something in his sleep before he opens his eyes. He lays them on me and a smile appears on his lips causing me to smile widely. “Morning, sleepy head,” I whisper as he places his chin on my chest. “Morning, beautiful”, he muffles and looks at me as if I were the most precious person in the world. Next he gets off me to lie down next to me. “I’ve missed waking up like this”, he says and leaves a gentle kiss on my cheek. “You being the first view of the day”, he continues kissing my earlobe.  "Just knowing I am here with you", he whispers against my lips before pressing his on mine. His hands are exploring my body until they rest on my waist as he is hovering over me.

His kisses are demanding yet sweet. His touches are gentle yet satisfying. “I love you so freaking much”, he mumbles quietly and I can’t help but smiling. “Love you too, baby.” Brad falls on his back, pulling me with him so I can sit on his lap. I am looking at him, not being able to believe that he is all mine. With my hands on his bare chest I bend down, not close enough that our faces can touch. “Is that a moustache?” I look at him with amusement and he strokes over his facial hair. “It is, I am a man now!” I laugh at him, brushing his curls out of his face. “You were always a man. My man”, I add jokingly as he grabbed my face to smash his lips into mine. “I will always be your man”, he confirms with a smile.

Kissing and Cuddling and Touching — Brad Simpson ✿

prompt: the worst distraction just so happens to be the best… one with brown eyes and curly hair note: requested

If the critical value is… The margin of error is .2304 … Then the—

There was a gentle tug at your left earphone, pulling it from the curve of your ear and drawing your attention from the mess of textbooks and notebooks scattered about your bed.

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sleepy // Zabdiel De Jesus

Request: For that giant avatar that could steal my heart at any given moment ❤❤ Just picture zabdiel getting back from rehearsals and he just wants to take a nap before the show and then he sees you laying in bed already sleeping and he just climbs in next to you which wakes you up and he’s just like ‘will you scratch my back’ or he just pulls your hand to his head sill that you’ll play with his hair to get him to sleep. By @my-only-angelle

Word Count: 646

Note: So it’s a bit short but I still hope you like it love!

The white cloth felt soft against your skin as you pulled it over your head and let it fall loose over your chest and ending just above your thighs.You had exhausted yourself with all the cleaning you had managed to do today. You grab your phone, turning on the screen to see a picture of you and Zabdiel, you smiled at the memory before focusing on the time. It was almost 10:30 p.m. and Zabdiel still wasn’t home. You frowned, wanting to just cuddle up with your boyfriend as he told you about his day and running his hand up and down you arm knowing it helped you fall asleep You throw yourself on the bed, pulling a blanket over yourself, slowly falling into deep sleep while you waited for your boyfriend.

An exhausted sigh left his lips while he stretched his arms out, trying to loosen his muscles. His shirt clung to his chest and was wet with his sweat. He used his clean towel and dabbed it over his face trying to dry off some of the sweat on his face. He was finally going to be able to go home to you, and he looked forward to that more than anything.

“Heading home?” Richard asks his friend, pulling his pink hair up into a bun and focusing on Zabdiel.

“Yeah. I need to sleep. What about you?” He answered and asked. He shoved all of his belongings into his bag.

“Chris invited me to the club with him. Say hi to Y/N for me.” He said. Zabdiel looked to his friend sending him a quick nod. He threw his bag over his shoulder and giving Richard a quick pat on the back before leaving the room.

As soon as he arrived home he kicked his shoes off, starting to remove himself from his dirty clothes and tossing them into the laundry room on the way to your room.

“Amor.” He called out as he neared your room. He knew you preferred to wait for him, but when he walked in and saw you cuddled up to yourself on the bed, his heart melted. Your knees almost reached your chest as your arm was thrown over your head while you let out a few snores, you somehow managed to throw the blanket off of you, that gave him the view of your bare thighs and exposed stomach. He chuckled at himself walking towards the bathroom to wash himself of the sweat and see if the hot water would help relax his muscles.

You felt the bed dip underneath his weight, he wrapped an arm around you running his hand up and down your arm.

‘Princesa,” He whispered in your ear. You groaned in response, managing to grab the blanket and throw it back over your body. “Can you give me a back rub?” He innocently asked you. You open your eyes, turning your body to face the boy.

“Amor, I would love to but I’m tired. I did nothing but clean up our mess,” You responded. He nodded at you. He turned to lay on his back, stretching his arm out as an invitation for you to lay on his arm. You sent him a soft smile, laying your head on his arm while you head was laying on his bare chest.

You close your eyes, welcoming sleep back into you. But before you were able to fully fall asleep, Zabdiel picked up your hand that was laying on his chest and moved it up into his hair. You understood what he wanted.

“I love you,” You mumbled to him. Your fingers ran through his hair, gently massaging his scalp and occasionally tugging on the ends of his hair. You could hear him let out a sigh of pleasure at your movements, lulling him to sleep.

“I love you too.”

Chris with hiccups is one of the most tender and beautiful things I saw 😍😍😍😍

Zab: I already scared him, but it does not work.

I guarantee this will make you smile

could you do like, what would different types of kisses be like with each boy? like first kiss, passionate kiss, etc, you get me?? X

Reece:

First kiss

You and reece had been dating for a while, but you both hadn’t shared that first kiss yet

You were laying on his bed, watching him in adoration as he strummed his guitar

He’d sigh every time he messed up, but you just found it adorable

“you alright?” You’d ask

“yeah, I’m just a bit distracted, that’s all.”

“here, maybe I can help with that.” You smile, crawling over to him and planting a kiss on his soft lips.

It took you both by surprise and you quickly leaned back, blushing deeply.

He’d chuckle and place his hands on your cheeks, bringing your face closer to him and pressing his lips against yours

The softness of it all made you both melt into the kiss

Passionate kiss

he’d come home from tour and envelope you in a hug when he saw you at the airport

“I missed you so much, baby.” he’d whisper into your neck

you’d pull away, your hands going up to the back of his neck and you’d pull him down to you, attaching your lips to his

he practically sighs into the kiss, missing the sweet taste and feeling of your soft lips

he’d deepen the kiss, licking your bottom lip before sliding his tongue in your mouth

your tongues danced together as you tugged at the ends of his hair

his hands would be on your hips, subtly pulling you even closer to him

Forehead kiss

you’d be stressed with uni/school work

“hey, baby. How’s it going in here?”

“fucking horrible. How am I supposed to remember all of this crap!” you let out an exasperated sigh, leaning back in your chair. 

Reece kneels down, turning your chair so that you were facing him

“hey, you’re gonna be completely fine. You’re an intelligent, gorgeous woman that’s capable of anything, okay? You’re gonna do so well on the exam, yeah?” he consoles, pulling you into a hug.

you’d sigh into his shoulder, wrapping your arms around him tightly

he leans back and presses his lips against your forehead, whispering an “I love you”

Blake:

First kiss

you and Blake would be up at the late hours of the night, having a late night deep conversation

he’d be laying next to you in bed, when suddenly he turns his head to face you

he’d whisper “I love you.” and lean in slowly, closing the gap between you both

his lips attaches to yours and you press your hands on his cheeks, drawing him closer to you

his hands would slide up and your back and you humming at his gentle touch

Passionate kiss

you had just received an acceptance email from the university of your dreams

you squealed in excitement and Blake embraced you in a tight hug, telling you how proud he is of you

he smashes his lips to yours and you smile into the kiss

he’d push you down on the couch gently and hover over you, deepening the kiss as he slipped his tongue in your mouth

Forehead kiss

you’d be sick and in bed

Blake unfortunately went to work, leaving you in bed all day, unable to move because your body had decided to give up on you and every time you got up, your head spun and your stomach felt even worse

he’d come back home, flowers and your favourite kind of soup in hand

you’re eyes water at how much he truly cares

“you didn’t have to-”

“I know, but I felt guilty leaving my sick girlfriend alone”

he leans down, pressing his soft pink lips against your forehead

your eyes fluttering shut at how comfortable and loved you felt

George:

First kiss

you and George went on a cute, romantic first date

he dropped you off at your place and he’d walk you to your front door

“I had a really great time tonight.” he’d smile. 

“we should do it again sometime,” you smile back

you both hug each other, saying a ‘goodnight’

“y/n?”

“yeah?”

“can I kiss you?” he’d ask nervously, twiddling his thumbs

you nod and you both close the gap between you

you’d kiss for what seemed like a while, before you both pulled back to catch your breaths

“same time next week?” 

Passionate kiss

George was teaching you how to play FIFA on the playstation and you both cheered in excitement as you finally scored a goal

“that’s it! I knew you could it!” he cheered, pulling you on his lap

he gave you a celebratory kiss, you both smiling into the kiss

he bit your bottom lips, making you groan into his mouth, allowing him the best opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth

Forehead kiss

George came home in the late hours of the night from a long, exhausting day at work

he’d quietly get everything organised as he got ready for bed, trying his very hardest to not wake you

he’d enter you bedroom, smiling at how adorable you looked when you slept and went over to you, gently and softly kissing your forehead

“night, beautiful.”

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