Change - Sheldon Cooper

sirius who completely screws himself over when he realises he DOES like remus because he spent so much time jokingly flirting with him he can’t work out how to get remus to understand that now he’s REALLY flirting with him

Sirius who "playfully" flirts with Remus all the time and says, "Try not to fall in love with me" but then he's the one who falls in love first.

hii! i recently saw on tiktok that elizabeth olsen lets chris write on her arm when he's feeling anxious during press so could i please request a chris evans x reader where the reader takes elizabeth's place and chris starts falling in love with the reader thanks to their help??

butterflies ⟶ chris evans

hi!! thank u so much for sending this in, the thought of chris dealing with anxiety IS CONSTANTLY breaking my heart...i mean everyone has it but like our chris 🥺 he doesn’t deserve to feel like that!!

and i saw the video for this, it was so adorable!

i’m just gonna tag @bearbear0923 bc ik how much she loves fluff

pairing: chris evans x reader

summary: chris has got butterflies for you—do you feel the same?

warnings: little bit of angst, mentions of anxiety, age-gap, really bad ending

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sharpie ink is cold and sends a burning sensation over your skin, staining it so dark that even warm water and soap won’t wash it away, but when chris is drawing small butterflies on your forearm, it’s impossible to tell him to stop. his eyes are focused, not on the reporters shoving microphones and questions in his face, but on the small doodles he illustrated. “they could be tattoos,” he’d joke, with his tongue sticking out between his lips.

you would reply with a “maybe, chris” because the idea of a permanent picture on your skin. but unbeknownst to you, chris was serious.

robert, scarlett, and even mark had offered to help soothe his anxiety during nerve-racking moments. a few interviews had gone haywire, he’d even left a premiere in japan early, and no one had the ability to calm him down. except you. something about the way you spoke, the way you embraced him and held him in a tight hug, gently shushing him if a tear managed to escape. at first, no one else could see it.

but chris was in love. there had been countless sketches over your arms, wrists, hands, and any other bare spots that were easily accessible to chris. it had just been a friendly offer when you noticed the anxious look on his face during a press conference, and he had absentmindedly taken a sharpie to your forearm. “uh, chris?” you’d questioned, noticing that his strange actions were gathering the attention of your castmates and the audience in front of you. he’d brushed it off with his much-appreciated charm and people thought nothing of it. chris had later apologized when returning to your hotel rooms, enlightened to hear you say, “honestly, chris, if you ever need anything--including drawing on my arm,” he chuckled. “it’s alright. i’m here.”

it was not in his intentions to ‘catch feelings’. he felt immature, childish, and unprofessional to fall for his younger costar, but you were persistent on the drawings. eventually, it had even turned into holding and squeezing your hands underneath tables, but you seemed so unbothered by it he wondered if feelings were reciprocated. 

“she’s totally hot for you,” robert had joked in a hotel room one night. he had a glass of water in his hand while chris held a beer bottle, but he’d been so busy thinking about if you loved him back, he’d hardly taken a sip. yet somehow, both men were slurring their words. “but remember, man, if you go for her, people are gonna talk about it. she’s, at least, what...ten years younger than you? at least.” 

chris wasn’t being his normally chipper and talkative self. instead, he leaned back quietly on his bed and attempted to joke, “thanks for making me feel young again.”

the next day, he tried to restrain himself from anymore drawings or hand-squeezes. no more contact with you--it’d only have his heart shaking in his rib cage and he’d be falling head over heels for your all over again. unfortunately, and much to his dismay, he’d failed. all it took was one glance at you, and chris felt woozy in his stomach. your hair had been styled so perfectly, the color of your dress complimented your complexion so sweetly, and when your eyes met his, he only then noticed the smallest flecks of gold in them.

after countless interviews spent with either extremely rude or boring journalists, whose questions harshly peered into the privacy of you, chris, and your castmates, you noticed a sadly familiar look in chris’ eye. you popped open the lid from a permanent ink marker and watched as chris snatched it from your hand to scribble tiny doodles on your skin.

chris drew exactly what he was feeling. a small birdcage containing large butterflies too big to fit through the cracks to escape. they rattled around the metal, a clanking noise echoing through his rib cage with every beat of his heart. his tongue peeked through his lips, and with every stroke of the sharpie, a masterpiece was created on your skin. but, despite his adorable gaze that you noticed in the corner of your eye, you continued to speak with interviewers and answer their questions, almost disregarding chris’ presence.

little did he know, however, you’d given him permanent ink so that when you went to sleep that night, wishing he was in bed with you, you could look down at the drawing he’d made for you and imagine chris was yours.

Imagine having this....forever. 💛

...... take me in your arms pls

Headcannon for professor!seb? Maybe hes always had a crush on shy!reader and one day he sees another student flirting with her in class and he becomes really pissed off and shitty attitude during the lecture, maybe snaps at reader by accident? Would love this to be smutty xx

OOF

Ooh but think about it tho?

Seb as a uni professor; English Lit maybe

And you're one of his favorite students - not just because you are bright, but because he has a crush on you

And tries to make it go away but it just won't

And over time, he'd grown quite protective of you;

Always making sure to send you notes that you missed

Always making sure you sit in front of him

Always being lenient when marking your papers

And often he'd tell you what to prepare on for the 'surprise' tests

Maybe one time he catches you talking in hushed voices with one of the boys

Maybe he hates the sight of you getting cozy with someone else

But what can he do? He's just your professor

But then he sees the good for nothing boy making you laugh

And he sort of just snaps

"Miss Y/N! Pay attention, we're not here to joke around!"

Maybe he yells louder and with a meaner tone than he expected

Maybe he regrets it the moment he catches you flinching at his tone

But God does he make up for it afterwards

You're trying to rush outside once your class is over because you're embarrassed, but he calls out your name

"Miss Y/N, i would like to have a word."

You sheepishly make your way to his desk

And he can't help the tingly feeling when you approach him

Maybe he steps a little closer to you once all the students are gone

He grabs your chin and gets you to look at him

"I'm sorry about earlier." he apologizes, looking down at you softly with his deep blue eyes

Maybe you don't have time to process anything before he gently presses his lips to yours

You're in shock for a few seconds, but then you drop your binders and wrap your arms around his neck, kissing him back while your face is on fire from blushing too hard

"I don't like it when other people flirt with my girl." he whispers against your lips at some point.

"Your girl?" you'd ask, shamelessly pressing your body to his

He'd smile and lean in for a kiss again

"Mine."

Maybe he'd be eager and he'd take you right there and then

Right on top of his desk; pushing into you and touching you in all the right places

"You're okay with this, doll?" he asked, gripping your hips as ge placed you on his desk

You'd smile and give him your consent

And that would drive him crazy; his favorite, shy little girl just giving herself to him like that

It'd make him only want you more

Perhaps he'd be gentle, caressing your body and kissing you feverishly while he lifts up your skirt, removes your underwear and pushes inside you

Maybe he'd keep his lips pressed against yours to keep you from making any noise

Lots of praises

"You feel better than I imagined, babygirl"

"Oh you're so good to me, aren't you?"

Maybe he'd fuck you slowly, making good use of this stolen moment

"Such a good girl, taking me so perfectly"

Or maybe he'd be mean and wild and dirty

Maybe he'd be rough because he has waited for this for so long

And now he finally has you all to himself

Maybe he'd grip your jaw and tug on your lips while he pounds into you

Choking

Biting your skin

Maybe he'd be the type to spit in your mouth and push his fingers past your lips right after

Or maybe he'd rather have you bent over his desk

Maybe he'd tug on your hair and make you cum hard and fast

Maybe he'd press the palm of his hand against your mouth to keep you quiet

"Be quiet baby, we don't wanna get caught now, do we?"

a/n: *waves awkwardly* hey, um, I'm back from my break.

Dating Felix from Once Upon a Time would Include....

The first time you traced the scar on his face he got really choked up

After all his years on Neverland, he wasn't used to positive physical contact, and your touch was so soft that he thought he might explode from an emotional overload

Likes to hold your hand when you're walking

Lunch and dinner dates at Granny's!!!

Holding hands over the table

Sharing fries and milkshakes

He only dances when you're alone

So Granny let's you stay past closing so you can use the jukebox

He's the big spoon most nights

But he also likes to be held by you

It makes him feel safe

His sketchbook is filled with drawings of you

You're his favorite subject

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I need help finding an azriel fic.

I hasn’t finished it and when I left the app it just disappeared.

It’s an enemies to lovers where the reader is a healer and specialises in healing Illyrian wings. At some point azriel and reader have to fly together to Windhaven. The last part i read was when Morrigan and Cassian came to Readers house after reader had hooked up with someone they met at Rita’s.

The fic also switches between first person readers pov and third person azriel pov.

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Maze runner ~Cute things you do with Gally~

- - Your very good at bringing out the playful side in Gally

- You always enjoy when Gally wrestles you which eventually turns into a loving hug.

- Gally would always carry you around weather you liked it or not. He would sling you over his shoulder or carry you bride style.

- When harvesting food Gally always has you on his shoulders. You picks all the apples for the top and he picks the bottom.

- Gally loves resting his head on your thighs. There great pillows and he gets a full hour of pleasure as you play around with his hair.

- Gally above everything else loves holding you close.

- He always has his arm around you, when ever he gets the chance.

- Gally prefers holding you around the waist.

- Gally also enjoys bugin you, he will ruffle you hair, pinching you here and there. He enjoys when you start trying to fight him.

- Gally always admired your fiesty side.

- He also loves falling asleep next to you, its just not the same if he's not there.

- He needs to know that your safe and that no body else is threatening your lively hood.

- Gally is so protective.

- Gally is also very supportive, you need something he get it, you sad he cheer you up.

- He will go out of his way to make sure your taken care of. And it doesn't matter how much it cost.

- your his every thing.

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Hi,can I request an azriel fic where he bumbs into someone in velaris and the bond snaps for him but he loses her in the crowd and he spends days trying to find her? And when he does he gets all shy and nervous?

This is my first ever request so beware, but I loved writing this. The ending isn’t the best, but please let me know what you think and I’d love to write for you again. Enjoy!

「Azriel x reader」

「Azriel meets his mate but loses them in the crowd」

Azriel wandered into the weapons shop he frequented when in need of a new dagger or other weapons. He wanted a new sheath for truth teller, a leather one to be exact. He headed around to the back of the store where he knew the sheaths he desired would be waiting. He browsed through the various choices on the wall and shelves.

He had settled on 4 and he was trying to choose when a voice pulled him out of his thoughts.

“The black one on the left fits most comfortably on the upper thigh area. It’s also made of a stronger leather material than the others- it’s my personal favorite.”

He turned his head in the direction of the voice and was met with e/c eyes. He looked the person over, and as he did he felt as if his world had shifted into place, like everything in his life suddenly made sense. His mate, he realized.

He stood, eyes wide, seemingly dumbfounded for a moment, only being brought back by the feeling of a hand on his shoulder.

“Hey you alright? I know I don’t look like someone who knows a lot about knives and daggers but I didn’t think it was that shocking.” They let out a small laugh as Azriel gathered himself and tried to come up with an excuse.

“I’m alright, just got a bit distracted.” He gave no more of an answer than that but thankfully the mystery person accepted the response.

“Azriel,” he said, “I don’t believe I’ve seen you here before.”

“I know what I want and don’t normally browse like I am today- the clerk always has my things ready for pick up. And it’s Y/n by the way.” Y/n, Azriel repeated it to himself. A fitting name.

They talked for a while about the various types of leather and sheaths they both prefer. Azriel watched as a smile showed brightly on y/n’s face as they spoke. He noticed their eyes, that piercing e/c, he could get lost in them forever. He could see a spark of something in them as they spoke. Passion- Azriel realized, passion for the weapons and daggers.  

He watched as their gaze traveled to the clock on the wall. Their smile fell and they let out a sigh, turning back towards him.

“Well  it looks like I gotta run- gotta meet a friend for lunch. It was great meeting you Azriel, maybe I’ll see you around sometime.” They offered him a smile as they headed for the door.

“Wai-” he couldn’t finish the sentence before they were already out the door.

He set down the items in his hands and headed out after them. He walked out and into the street, but couldn’t find them in the large crowd. He let out a long sigh as he headed back in to purchase the items from before.

Tomorrow, he thought, he’d search for them tomorrow.

- - -

Over the next few days Azriel went out to the bustling city everyday, sending out his shadows and visiting various shops in hopes of running into y/n again. All Azriel could see was their face, and that smile. That damn smile- the smile they wore while the two of them talked about various weapons they loved.

He wanted nothing more than to see them again.

Azriel was starting to give up, feeling as if he wouldn’t be able to find them again. He walked down the street and wandered into a small bakery, maybe a snack would help him to relax a little and think.

Just as Azriel went to sit at one of the tables, his ears perked up at the sound of a voice- the voice of his mate.

His head whipped around as he saw them. Talking and laughing with the shop’s owner. His world seemed as if it was in slow motion as he watched them. He got so lost in the sound of their laugh and the smile on their face he forgot he was even looking for them in the first place.

He was brought back by a wave of jealousy. That was his mate, they should be smiling and laughing with him, not some baker.

Before he realized what he was doing, he was out of his chair, feet moving on their own, headed towards his mate.

“Excuse me, I was wondering if I could borrow y/n for a moment?” The power in his voice didn’t go unnoticed as the baker quickly apologized and headed to the back.

“Well if it isn’t the shadowsinger,” they looked toward him. “Back for some more of my expert advice.”

As soon as their eyes met he froze. He hadn’t thought of what to say and this was his mate- he couldn’t mess up.

“You were right about the sheath... it is very comfortable on the thigh region” His voice was uncharacteristically quiet and he silently cursed himself for the stutter in his words.

“Well I did say I know what I’m talking about, but based on the way you stormed up here, I’d say this is about more than just a sheath.” They wore a smirk on their face that made Azriel turn away in embarrassment.

“The other day... in the shop, I felt the bond- the mate bond I mean.” Azriel tried to look up and meet their eyes, but they had that smile on their face and he felt heat rise to his cheeks.

“Oh I know, I was just wondering when you would do something about it.” The smirk grew on y/n’s face at the sight of Azriel blushing even deeper now. It seemed so unlike the scary, monstrous shadowsinger they had heard about before.

Azriel finally looked up and met their eyes, those gorgeous eyes. “I was wondering if maybe,” he took a pause trying to find his words, “you would want to go on a date with me? Maybe go to dinner?”

He looked up at them with hopeful eyes and y/n smiled at him. He looked so adorable- they could get used to this shy side of his.

“Well I would be honored to go on a date with you, mate.”

Azriel smiled brightly at that- his mate, his and his only.

“I’ll pick you up tonight?”

“I’ll be waiting.” He looked at them and didn't know what else to say. Curse this nervous side of his.

Y/n offered him a small smile as they gathered the baked goods they purchased earlier. Neither of them knew what to say. “Well I should get going. I’ll see you tonight Azriel.”

“Az... please... call me Az.” Their smile grew even wider.

“Goodbye Az, see you soon”

As Azriel watched them walk out of the bakery he knew his life was complete, and that this- y/n, the bond- was worth the 500 year wait.

Prove it

PAIRING- reader x tony stark 

WORD COUNT 2.1k

WARNINGS:  you know the drill, SMUT, UNPROTECTED SEX (wrap it before you tap it !) SWEARING, consumption of alcohol ? (idk if this is a warning?) 

Request from Anon- Hey doll! May I request Tony Stark x fem!reader, where they been out sassing and flirting with each other nonstop and creating big sexual tensions for eachother. One day they have the hole Avengers tower to themselvs and have smutty time Ps! ilu 😘

I’ve been waiting for a Tony imagine and this didn’t disappoint i live for Tony Smut, I feel like there isn’t enough but thats just me *shrugs* anyway enjoy x 

GIF NOT MINE! 

You were flirty person; it was second nature to you. Most, if not all of your friends could testify to that. You couldn’t help it, you liked to flirt and tease those around you. So when you became an avenger you found out that the infamous Tony Stark was equally if not more flirty than you. And that was saying something. The rest of the Avengers were quick rolling their eyes whenever you or Tony sent sexual innuendos to each other. Bruce had to physically leave the lab once time, your flirty and teasing were too much for even the most patient man.

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