#jaspar request

[vforvadersbitches]

“Yes,” I nod, “nothing to worry about, I assure you,” I put both horses back into their stables.

Cody nods to Trilla as she passes on her own horse, heading out to run the training course. "Well good. Listen, Emperor Palpatine has requested that you visit Kix in medical to... y'know. Check in about last night's activities. Make sure they happened."

"That is a bit much." Jaspar blinks. "It is obvious- why does he not trust Vader to tell tru- the truth?"

[buttercream-imagines]

Tell You || Joe

all masterposts found here

pairing - Joe x reader [ft Caspar] word count - 1,061 warnings - none A/N -

summary - The one where Joe feels responsible and confesses

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“I can’t do this anymore, Caspar!”

“You’re being ridiculous.”

“I’m being reasonable! You’re the one who’s ridiculous.”

You had this fight a million times before, but this time it was quite clear there was no solving it. Five months with Caspar and you were already fighting more often than you weren’t. Your honeymoon stage was fun while it lasted, but then there was the partying and the forgetfulness and the boys nights and the sleeping until 1:00 and the never growing up despite the constant wake up calls that he needed to and then, the cheating. You had had it.

Both you and Caspar were quiet. You sat on the couch with your forehead in your hands and Caspar was standing behind you, his hands on the back of the couch and his head hung. “What are we doing, (Y/N)?” he said quietly.

You let out a breath through your nose, “I don’t know.”

“Is this over then?” he said.

“I don’t see how we can move past this,” you said.

“I said that I was sorry, (Y/N),” Caspar sighed. “I don’t understand why you can’t just forgive.”

“Caspar,” you huffed, burying your face deeper in your hands. “How do you not get it? Sorry does not fix this. Sorry does not change the fact that you kissed another girl and lied to me so that I had to find out through fucking We the Unicorns. Do you know how humiliating that was? To get all those tweets to that article link and to go on there and discover through a fucking social media page that my boyfriend cheated on me? I can’t believe you don’t understand how horrible this is. Sorry cannot undo what you did, the utter hurt you caused me.”

Caspar said nothing. You stood up and grabbed your phone, purse, and keys. “I’m done,” you said as you turned to walk to the door. “Don’t call me. Don’t text me. Please just, just leave me alone.” Not hearing any protests from Caspar, you walked out and closed his door behind you.

Instead of driving back to your flat, you found yourself driving the familiar trek to Joe’s flat. You and Joe grew up together. You were the same age so you were always in the same class. You were practically inseparable as kids. He was how you met Caspar in the first place. He didn’t really set you two up but he also didn’t stop you from getting together. You were curious to see how he would react to what you were about to tell him.

Joe let you into his flat almost immediately, greeting you with his usual smile. However, it quickly faded to a frown when he saw your tear stained cheeks. You hardly even noticed that you were crying on the way to his place. You didn’t know what you were feeling. Obviously you were sad that you and Caspar ended the way you had, but surely it was something you had sensed was coming for a few weeks now. Why then were you crying?

Joe brought you in and asked what was wrong. So, you told him everything. The whole time he sat beside you on the couch, rubbing your back and listening to you speak. Joe wasn’t always the best at comforting others, but he somehow always knew how to help you. “Are you okay?” he asked once the tears were completely gone and your breath was relaxed.

“I don’t know,” you said honestly. “I don’t know why I’m acting like this. We’ve been fading for a while. I think it’s just the shock, y’know?” You took a deep breath, then said, “I’m fine. Or, I will be.” Joe was quiet, still rubbing your back even though you hadn’t been crying for a few minutes now. “Joe, are you-”

“I need to tell you something,” he said, his hand leaving your back and running through his hair. “Now is probably the worst time to say it but I have to get it off my chest.”

“Are you okay?” you asked, turning to face him fully.

“Yeah, I just, I gotta say this, okay?” he said. You nodded and reached out to hold his hands in yours, giving them a reassuring squeeze. “(Y/N), I’m in love with you.” You pulled your hands back immediately. “I’m so sorry,” he said. “I know this is so bad. I don’t want things to be awkward and I don’t want you to be mad at me. I didn’t know things with Caspar were gonna be so bad in the end. I thought, well when you guys got together I thought that was it and that I needed to move on and back away so I tried to push away all my feelings but they didn’t go away. And now I feel so bad that things ended with you guys because one stupid, stupid night I was drunk and I told Caspar how I felt and he got so mad, and then he started to feel bad and I can’t help but feel like I’m the reason you broke up and if I am I’m going to hate myself forever.”

“Hey, I need you to relax, okay,” you said, grabbing his hands once again. “Just breathe.”

“I’m so sorry,” he said again, shaking his head and not bringing his eyes to meet yours. You put your hand on his cheek gently. He looked up at you.

“Why didn’t you just tell me?” you asked, your voice small.

“I didn’t think you’d ever feel the same,” he said. “I mean, remember that time when I kissed you and you freaked out?”

“Joe we were 11,” you laughed. You could see his body relax slightly.

“You’re not mad?” he asked.

“I’m not mad,” you said honestly. “I’m a little confused. Pretty overwhelmed. But I’m not mad. I could never be mad at you, Joe.”

“I’m just sorry things had to go like this,” he said.

“I am too,” you said honestly. “But some people come into your life and they’re not meant to be there forever. They’re there to teach you a lesson and so you take them and you learn them and hopefully you grow a bit in return.” You put your hand on his cheek again. He leaned into your touch. “Don’t worry about us, Joe,” you told him. “You and me are gonna be okay. I promise.”

[ofjaspars]

 𝗖𝗟𝗢𝗦𝗘𝗗 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗙𝗢𝗥 @romxnticss​  𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧: fulfilling a very weird request  𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘: down by the ocean!

There are very few things on planet earth that Jaspar hasn’t questioned at some point. It’s an innate sense of curiosity about the way things work that he knows (but hopes against) will get him in trouble some day. Today, however, has to take the cake. He’s done some pretty strange things in his time working at Kamilla Yang’s office so far - typing out her scribbled journals on the Phantom, trying to make sense of some of the post-its littered around her desk... but being given a bowling ball, a bottle and asked to take something along out to sea? Peculiar! Odd! Nonsensical! But when you spend all day typing at a desk... well... a day out at the beach sounds like a welcome escape. Speaking of breaks... after writing out some of her notes, Mac was certainly someone else who was in dire need of one in Jaspar’s opinion; the reason why he’d been so elated when he’d hunted the other down at the Blossom Records stand at the block party. 

“Thanks for coming along!” He chirps with a wide smile as he looks up at Mac from where he’d been readying items in the boat - trying to work out the buoyancy of having a bowling ball with them. “I know Kamilla has some pretty... zany requests, but I thought ahead and packed a flask of tea for us too, just in case! I figure there’s nothing worse than being dehydrated when you’re conducting research.” 

[olivia200312]

Jealousy~ TFP! Optimus x Human! Reader *Request*

Requested by the lovely Shoto1wifey

Plot: Optimus caught Y/N hanging out with a friend of hers who's a guy, causing him to feel jealous since she is his sparkmate but he has no idea that Y/N's friend is gay.

A warning to everyone and including to the user who requested this: don't ask too many times for the same request or else I will not do it. I'm glad that there are users out there who respect this. I apologize if this sounds rude to anybody but I don't have 100 hands to complete many one-shots. I do not mind seeing the request 2 times, because I can help remind them that they requested it 2 times while they don't realize it, but if I catch the same request the 3rd time, I will give you a warning. If I see it for the 4th time or more, then the request will be canceled, unless your request with a VERY interesting plot will sound interest me, then I will do it. This warning is also on A/N and on the description.

Enjoy!

Head area:

Brain: Processor / Brain Module

Head: Helm

Face: Face plate

Ears: Audio receptors / Receptor Orifice / Audials

Nose: Enstril / Olfactory Sensor

Eye brow: Optical Ridge

Eyes: Optics

Mouth: Intake

Lips: Dermas

Teeth: Denta/Dentas

Tongue: Glossa

Chest area:

Chest: Chassis / Thoraxal Cavity

Back: Hexa-Lateral Scapula

Spine: Bipedalism cord / Back Strut

Chest and back armour:

Chest plate

Back plate

Mid-section plating

Neck guard

Side plating

Arm area:

Arms: Arms / Restarlueus

Forearms: Bitarlueus

Hands: Servos

Fingers: Digits

Arm armour:

Gantlets

Shoulder pads

Arm guard

Lower area:

Pelvis: Pelvis

Butt: Aft / Skid-Plate

Thighs: Tibulen

Calves: Cadulen

Feet: Pedes - the high heel bits are called Struts or Heel Struts.

Lower armour:

Skirt plates

Aft plate / Skid plate

Thigh guard

Ankle guard

General/Internal components:

Muscles: Cables / Pistons - It depends on the area in question.

Veins: Fual lines

Stomach: Tanks

Lungs: Vents - used to stop the con/bot from over heating.

Heart: Spark

Tattoos: D-con/A-bot Insignias and the lark

T-Cog: The thing that allows all Cybertronians to transform, be that their arms or their whole body.

Bonus:

Penis: Spike

Vagina: Valve

Body: Frame

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Today was a hot sunny day in Jaspar Nevada. There's an 18-year-old girl named Y/N. She's friends with the Autobots in secret together with some humans like Jack, Miko, Raf, Agent Fowler, and June Darby. When the Autobots arrived, they had to hide immediately to not get caught or seen. Let's just say that Y/N has seen them fighting against the Decepticons when she took a walk. It nearly killed her! Especially when there was like throwing, punching, kicks, flying... They are huge like holy shit! Optimus was fighting against some Cons together with Bumblebee and Arcee. Optimus took Y/N to the base and that's where she got a big long explanation...

You know the story... Y/N met the kids a few days later. She became good friends with them! Time passed and the certain leader of the Autobots started crushing on Y/N. He didn't know or how he got attracted to her. It just... happened. He always kept a close optic on her and protected her from any dangers. He even is her guardian! He offered to become her guardian when they met. Do you know what's romantic? Every time when Optimus and Y/N made eye-to-optic contact close, they get lost. Optimus' optics are blue, blue like the ocean where you can get lost while staring that the ocean water.

A few weeks later, Optimus officially asked Y/N to be his sparkmate and she said yes! Whenever they were alone, they kiss, cuddle, and even make-out. Everyone knows about their relationship and they are happy! But Miko literally took many pictures, even when they kissed. She sends it to Y/N and to Optimus' link so they can keep the pictures.

But today, Y/N was very surprised and even teased her boyfriend at the end. Do you know what happened? Jealousy (lol). So the day went like this:

"Hey, Y/N!" F/N (that's a guy) said with a smile upon seeing you.

"Hey, F/N! How are you?" She gave him a quick hug and then let go of him.

"Doing good! Me and R/N (Random's name who's dating your guy friend) are happy together!"

"I'm glad to hear that! Let's hang out!"

Y/N and F/N went to hang out at different places. Like at McDonald's, at some shops, and at other places. Park for an example. But what Y/N didn't know was that Optimus was around at the time, patrolling around with Bulkhead and Arcee. He caught his sparkmate together with a human mech. He felt then jealousy. He's not surprised since Y/N is his lover after all.

Still, he felt jealous, a lot. He knows that she's not cheating on him. He decided to ignore it and continue with the patrol while he'll talk to Y/N when it's over.

Later~

Y/N was now at the base, laughing with Miko while she told her about her day with F/N. Miko is also friends with F/N and she knows that he's gay. Jack and Raf were gaming while Bumblebee was busy with his stuff. Ratchet, being a grumpy doc he was, just ignored everyone.

That's when Optimus, Arcee, and Bulkhead drove in and transformed. Y/N smiled upon seeing her lover. She stood up and ran to the rails (?). Optimus smiled but Y/N saw something in his optics. Something she never saw before... There was something bothering him. The Prime let his servo out for her to climb on. He watched how she crawled carefully on his servo and that's when he took Y/N out somewhere. When they were alone, he finally started to speak.

"Y/N, who was that human mech I saw with you?"

Y/N was confused until it clicked into her mind. "Do you mean F/N?"

"... What were you doing with him?"

Y/N then burst out laughing. She heard jealousy in his voice. She clutched her stomach while Optimus was embarrassed. He felt his cheekplates heating up. When Y/N was done laughing, she cupped them and giggled. "Is the mighty Optimus Prime jealous?"

"... Yes."

"Aaaw, you're so cute! Don't worry! F/N is gay. It means that he likes guys."

"Oh..."

Y/N laughed again and kissed his dermas with passion. She felt him kissing back. "I love you and only you, my Prime."

"I love you too, my dear." Now he felt much better.

[magicalthoughtsendinterriblefics]

Pulled - Sherlock One-Shot

Requested by anon: May I please have a one-shot for Sherlock where he proposes? Really fluffy and sweet Word Count: 1,211 Pairing: Sherlock x reader Warnings: Bit OOC Sherlock, just for the fun of it. A/N: My first fic in a while. I did it this way because I’m OBSESSED over that song ever since I started dating my boyfriend (because I’m the live representation of Wednesday Addams, thank you very much) and I just had to let it out somehow. Tags are under the cut.

Enjoy!

“Aw, Sherlock’s a softie,” Moriarty mocked. He was tied to a wall, for there was no ceiling in that part of the building.

“I’m not,” Sherlock insisted. They had been going on about that for a couple hours, as they waited for Scotland Yard to arrive.

“No, I’m not.”

“Soft kitty, warm kitty…” Moriarty started singing.

“I’m not.”

“Then why are you so eager to leave?” Moriarty pouted, “To leave me for her… To go on a date.”

“It’s not a date,” Sherlock replied.

“I think it is.” His nemesis insisted, “It is a special date because you even rehearsed it.”

“No, I didn’t,” he lied.

“I saw the piece of paper that fell off your coat when we were chasing after each other.”

“We weren’t chasing each other, I was catching you.”

“Whatever you say, big guy.” 

Suddenly, a couple steps were heard. “Finally!” Sherlock smirked and got up from his seat on the wet floor. 

It wasn’t Scotland Yard, it was (Y/N), Sherlock’s girlfriend.

“Sherlock, what am I doing here?” She inquired. The place was empty, and it smelled like rotten mice and filthy water. She didn’t know exactly where they were. “I thought we’d meet at the bridge to see the fireworks.”

“This is also a great view of the fireworks, my dear,” Moriarty spoke.

“What is she doing here?” Sherlock asked Moriarty, who gave him a childish smile.

“I might have taken your phone…”

“What am I doing here?!” (Y/N) asked again.

“He’s got something to say, right Sher?”

“I’ve got something to say,” he answered, not looking at her. “But I will say it once I’ve finished with him.”

“Oh, no, please” Moriarty cried, “I love a good story, please proceed. I won’t move, pinkie promise.”

“I won’t,” Sherlock stated.

“You know about the fireworks,” Moriarty said, changing his childish tone to a darker one, “Do it or else…”

“I’m not scared of you,” Sherlock frowned.

“Entertain me, Sherlock,” Moriarty continued, “or you’ll be scared for her.”

“Are you two high? You look high,” she took a step forward and Sherlock stopped her.

“Don’t, don’t try to get inside my mind like that.”

“I’ve set my conditions, I want the show,” Moriarty finished.

She took a step back and remained quiet for a couple minutes as Sherlock wandered in circles around her, rubbing his hands and licking his lips. He was attempting to mutter something but didn’t seem to find the proper words.

“I…” He cleared his throat, “I will start from the beginning.”

“You don’t have to do as he says, he’s the one tied up.”

Sherlock stared at her angrily. She apologised in a whisper and shut her mouth once more.

“Come on! This is getting boring!” The villain yelled. “Don’t forget your lines.”

“I-I don’t have a ‘sunny’ disposition,” he started in a rather sarcastic manner, “I’m n-not known for being too amused. My demeanour is locked in one position.”

“See his face? He’s enthused.” Moriarty interrupted and Sherlock fumed at him. “Sorry, please continue.”

“Suddenly, however, I’ve been puzzled.” He took a deep breath and stared back at Moriarty, who encouraged him to continue, “Bunny rabbits make me want to cry. All my inhibitions have been muzzled…”

“And why is that, Sher?” Moriarty asked.

“I’m… Being ‘pulled’ in a new direction.”

“And how does that feel, big boy?”

“I think I like it…” He whispered, “I think I like it.”

“Sher…” She started.

“Don’t interrupt!” Moriarty commanded, and (Y/N) got quiet again.

“Through my painful pursuit, somehow birdies took root. All the things I detested impossibly cute…”

“GOD!” Moriarty moaned.

“Mother always said ‘be kind to strangers, Sherly’ but…”

“Didn’t she know what they destroy?” Moriarty asked from the back.

“I can feel the clear and present danger, for my public image, when she learns that you have got me pulled in a new direction… And that I like it.” Sherlock continued, pulling a button that made Moriarty’s ties tighter.

“That was good! Do it again!” Moriarty groaned.

“This feeling, I know, is impossible. So I’ll confide that I’ve tried but I can’t let it go. It’s disgustingly true…”

“Pulled, pulled, pulled!” Moriarty squealed and Sherlock pressed the button again.

“I’m not understanding, in which direction, Sherlock?” (Y/N) asked.

“You know… Puppy dogs with droopy faces, unicorns with dancing mice, sunrise in wide-open spaces, Disney World…” Sherlock enlisted.

“I go there twice, every year” Moriarty commented.

“Butterflies and picnic lunches, bunches of chrysanthemums, lollipops and pillow fights, Christmas eve…”

“SUGARPLUMS!” Moriarty roared.

“String quartets and Chia pets, and afternoon banana splits, angels watching as I sleep…”

“And Liberace’s greatest hits!” Moriarty interrupted.

Sherlock looked back at him. “Would you mind?”

“Sorry, I got excited. Continue,” Moriarty said. Sherlock exhaled the last of his breath and looked at (Y/N) straight into her eyes.

“If you keep insisting, I’ll stop resisting,” he stuttered, “I know I should stay in the dark, not obey every spark… But, you’ve got a bite far better than your bark… And you bet I’ll bite too and… Do what’s really ‘taboo’ for me…”

“Sherlock,” she mumbled, as he kneeled down and took a box out of his coat.

“I wanted to do this at the Bridge, right before the fireworks started but this cock changed the fireworks for dangerous explosives,” Sherlock said.

“You’re welcome!” 

“(Y/N), would you make me the honour to marry me?” Sherlock whispered as his eyes sparkled with a brand new glimpse of hope.

“YES!”

“It’s showtime.” Suddenly, the sky exploded with tons of fireworks.

“What the…?” Sherlock, who was hugging his bride-to-be, exclaimed.

“I had to put them somewhere!” Moriarty explained, “Guess where the button that activates them is!”

“NO!” Sherlock yelled, but deep inside he was laughing. He looked down to (Y/N), who hadn’t taken her eyes away from him, and kissed her softly yet passionately as the fireworks continued to explode on top of them.

As if that wasn’t enough, a couple of claps could be heard out of a sudden. Sherlock and (Y/N) stopped their kiss to look at the opposite end of the room, where Lestrade and John Watson clapped as the rest of Scotland Yard pointed their guns at Moriarty.

“Nice time to arrive!” Sherlock growled.

“We’ve been here for a while now,” Lestrade explained, satisfied with himself.

“Nice proposal, Sherlock,” Watson added, “I always knew you had a soft spot.”

Sherlock rolled his eyes and lifted his coat’s collar, as a failed attempt to look mysterious. The officers walked past him, mumbling congratulations, and took Moriarty down to handcuff him and send him to trial.

“Before I go,” Moriarty said, “don’t ever say I’m a bad friend, Sherry. I’m letting Scotland Yard take me just because I was here to support you,” he pouted, “don’t forget that.”

They took him away.

“What a lunatic,” Sherlock whispered and (Y/N) giggled. 

“Now that was a proposal,” John said as he approached the couple.

“Sod off, John.” Sherlock fumed, but they knew he was joyful.

“Very original,” John whispered to (Y/N), and the three of them walked back home as the fireworks continued to burst.

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[zadie-jabbari]

( medalion rahimi / cis woman ) ZADIE JABBARI is 22 years old and is a JUNIOR at thales university. SHE is majoring in CREATIVE WRITING and is known for being THE HOYDEN as SHE can be OUTGOING and ADVENTUROUS as well as FLAKY and EXCESSIVE. every time i see HER, SHE reminds me of ENTERING A PARTY WITH GLITTERY STAR PASTIES UNDERNEATH AN OVERSIZED FAUX FUR COAT, SKIN LITTERED WITH STICK AND POKE TATTOOS, A LAUGH REMINISCENT OF A WITCH���S CACKLE. 

Background:

adopted at birth by her two fathers, Iman and David, who lived in New York, New York.  She has two older brothers: Zander and Jaspar.

The family was well of with Iman being a pharmacist and David being an interior designer. David frequently encouraged the kids to spread their creativity into their spaces, so his encouragement paired with his constant desire to renovate meant that there was almost always a room that was in the middle of being remodeled, refurnished, or repainted.

Growing up, Zadie was a spitfire. She would roughhouse with her brothers, unafraid to tackle them or challenge them athletically. She was a tomboy and found it difficult to relate to most girls her age. It wasn’t that she didn’t like girls, it was more that other girls didn’t like her. She was boisterous and borderline obnoxious at times, bold in a way that many of her potential friends found intolerable.

It wasn’t until sophomore year of high school that she began playing with her femininity, experimenting with makeup and her style. She often still wore her baggy shirts and mom jeans, but she would also pop on some heels and a bodycon dress for a party. To this day, her daytime and nighttime styles look like entirely different types of people.

She thrived on the attention she received, thrived on attention, in general. She had a way of commanding the attention of a room, making it where it was near impossible not to notice she was there. She loved entertaining, capturing the attention of a circle while she recounted the details of a bad hookup or rattled off jokes.

When she applied for Thales, her family thought it was an odd choice. But frankly, Zadie was ready to explore the world even if this exploration started by just moving to another state. She wanted to get away, start from scratch, and find herself.

She found refuge in roller derby, just fast paced enough to keep her interested and as a bonus, she befriended many of the players. She’s a blocker.

When she turned 21, she started participating at open mic night at a local comedy club. It was a high. Nothing made her feel more alive than the roar of a laughing crowd. She’s constantly jotting down jokes or antidotes to work into a routine.

Bought a stick and poke tattoo kit and went wild. She’s covered in tiny tattoos that she does when she’s bored or that she gets someone else to do. She’s always trying to convince people to let her give them one.

She… doesn’t have a clear idea of her future. She thinks she might want to do stand up or write for a show like SNL or even become a reality tv star. She knows the end goal (gain an audience), but she’s not 100% on the vehicle to get there.

Connection to Nana: She was party friends with and a bad influence on Nana. She encouraged that they frequent parties and that Nana trade off studying for whatever activity caught Zadie’s attention that moment. Part of her was jealous at how planned out Nana’s life was and how magnetic she was, but part of her also had a crush on her. Nana was her Heather, basically.

Connection to Steven:  She was one of Steven’s secret affairs. She never had any interest in anything more with him. She was more enticed by the idea of corrupting someone so pristine. Making the lawful good Steven fold on his morals? Hilarious.

Personality:

Gemini sun, Aries moon, Leo rising. chaotic neutral. ENTP. 7w8.

Loud, sociable, and bold. She’s the first to try to make an introvert come out of their shell, but also the type to pour beer on her shirt and request a wet t-shirt contest.

Sex positive. Open about sex and her interest in people because why shouldn’t she be?

Kind of a jealous person when someone has something she wants e.g. Nana. She occasionally lets it get in the way of friendships and can sometimes engage in subtle sabotage.

Restless, flighty, noncommittal. Relationships never last long because she usually gets bored after the honeymoon stage.

The kind of friend where if she sees a friend in a fist fight, she’ll jump in and go at the other person too.

Her best friends’ biggest hype man. If there’s a party and they’re getting ready together, they can expect all the compliments and shots.

Wanted Connections:

her brothers, exes (bisexual, biromantic), maybe someone who saw that she was negatively influencing nana and holds it against her?, hookups, fwb, roller derby friends, brotps (maybe a squad?), enemies/rivals, a good influence/moral conscience?, party friends, etc.

[cpmaynardx-blog]

First Encounter: Conor

Word Count: 984

You were on vacation in London, England, visiting from the states with your best friend. You had already been in London for 3 days and you had been to the London Eye, the River Thames and Buckingham Palace.

Tonight you decided to go out, as you hadn’t been out clubbing once because you were both jet lagged and tired. But tonight was the first night either of you felt like properly going out.

“Y/N, tonight is going to be so much fun! I can’t wait to find a nice British boy to make out with!” Your best friend cheered.

You laughed at her, the two of you rummaging through suitcases to find something to wear. Luckily, the weather wasn’t bad out so you could wear this new short black dress you had bought for the trip.

“I’m just excited that we can drink and it will be legal!” You told her, as you were both only 20.

“True, that’s a plus. I love this country!” Your best friend shouted as she changed into a revealing dress.

You laughed at her once again and you started applying makeup and fixing your hair.

“Come on Y/N! Hurry up the cars going to be here in 2 minutes!” Y/F/N shouted at you as you were putting the final touches on your makeup.

“Alright, alright I’m coming!” You shouted back, walking out of the hotel bathroom and out the door behind her.

The car ride was short to the club that your best friend had found, according to someone she had met in a shop it was the best club in London. You stumbled into the club, arm and arm with your best friend.

“First, we need some drinks,” Y/F/N said, guiding you to the bar area.

Your best friend was more outgoing than you, and she quickly had chatted up some guy that was standing at the bar. She had quickly convinced him to order the three of you a round of shots, and then some other drinks. After the drinks were finished, your friend managed to pull you away from the guy and towards a roped off section of the club, the VIP section. She then somehow convinced the bouncer that you two were meant to be in there, and the velvet rope was lifted.

A song was playing that you both recognized and you pushed your way to the dance floor. There was just enough alcohol in your system to allow your body to move freely with the music. Your heads were above your head and your hips swaying to the beat of the music; you were having the time of your life.

After a few songs, you both decided it was time for another drink. You left the dance floor and made your way to the bar with your best friend. She then ordered another round of shots and then another round of drinks and you found your way to an empty booth. After all the beverages had been consumed, another glasses was placed in front of you by a waitress.

“Oh, sorry but I didn’t order this,” you tried to tell her.

She smiled at you, “the gentleman over there had it sent over,” she said, pointed out a handsome looking man.

“Oh thank you,” you said to the waitress as she left.

The man was looking intently over at you, and you were staring right back. He was very attractive, piercing blue eyes and a smirk adorned his face. He was surrounded by a group of guys but you could tell he wasn’t paying attention to whatever they were saying.

“Oh my god Y/N, he's hot!” Your best friend exclaimed.

“Yeah he is,” you responded, still making eye contact with him as you reached for the glass and took a sip.

You moved your eyes from him as your friend started talking about how she still hasn't found a hot guy to hook up with yet. But the night was still young.

“Excuse me ladies,” you heard a British accent say, breaking up your conversation.

You turned to look at who the beautiful voice belonged to. It was him, the blue eyes and smirk right before your eyes.

“My name is Conor,” he said, reaching a hand out to your friend.

“Y/F/N,” she responded, shaking his hand, “and this is Y/N,” she said, gesturing toward you.

“Y/N, a beautiful name for a beautiful girl,” Conor said, now reaching for your hand.

“Thank you,” you said, face flushed, as you shook his outstretched hand.

“Would you like to dance?” He asked next.

You glanced at your friend and she nodded her head, encouraging you to go.

“Sure,” you said, moving out of the booth reaching for his hand that lead you to the dance floor.

You started dancing with him, and you were impressed by his moves. He was pretty good and kept up with the rhythm better than you could. Slowly, your bodies got closer and soon you could see every detail of his face as you were dancing. His hands would occasionally brush against your sides, or your hands and you would feel a rush throughout your body every time it happened.

“Oi mates! We’re going to slow it down a bit. This one’s for all the lovers on the dance floor,” the DJ spoke into the microphone, and played just a slightly less upbeat song.

Conor smirked and grabbed your hands, pulling you closer to him and placing your hands on his strong shoulders. His hands met the small of your back as you swayed back and forth.

You were lost in his beautiful eyes as the song went on. As if your mouths were magnets they were pulled together and you instantly felt sparks, something you thought people made up since you had never felt this way before.

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My first post! Please give me feedback and leave requests!

[suth-sardian]

2ED COUNTDOWN ART DAY 77 pt. 1

'I see,' said the Master. He inclined his head and his mask rushed with reflections. 'Tell me what it is you have come to say and I will make sure my brother hears your words.'

'Your brother? Then we are cousins.' Jaspar's brother's head straightened and he gave a humourless laugh. 'You are Suth Carnelian?'

'I am.'

'My brother has told me all  about you.' The Master's mask sneered at him but Carnelian stood his ground.

'Very well, my Lord, I shall accede to your request though I cannot imagine what you want here.' He turned and began to climb the stair. He stopped, turned, chuckled. 'Be warned. My brother is grown dangerous with grief.'

[fluffysminion]

A Scent Like Lions

Part One : Part Two : Part Three : Part Four : Part Five : Part Six

The shuttle journey was quiet, after sealing Jaspar (and Nikota and Karger, at their request) in the rear compartment the crew made no attempt to communicate with their passengers. From the windowless hold it was difficult to tell what was going on outside, though after a time the vessel shuddered and jerked which they presumed meant it had docked with its parent ship, “Another Man’s Treasure”.

“My my my, let’s have a look at you then!” The ship’s captain, a plump woman who had insisted they refer to her as just Madame Captain, was pacing impatiently outside the shuttle in front of six considerably less enthusiastic guards. Despite her large size she moved with purpose and grace that suggested there was a decent amount of muscle under the fat.

Jaspar swallowed, feeling very much like one of the menagerie beasts the nobility of Juno had been rumoured to parade around the upper levels of the hive to impress each other. He really didn’t like the way she stared as he awkwardly crawled out of the shuttle. Perhaps it was just that it was different from the disgust and fear he’d come to expect, but he felt more exposed and vulnerable than he had in a long time. Under her gaze he stood up cautiously; and was relieved to find that the space was tall enough that he didn’t have to stoop.

Madame Captain gasped, then started coughing. “That is- distinctive. Can’t say I wasn’t warned, but wow. Not what I was expecting”

Jaspar scowled down at her, arms folded. “Are you done?”

“That really is the real thing isn’t it?” She turned to Nikota and Karger, who had just emerged from the shuttle. “You know I’ve been a fan of the stories told at Port Keys for years but I never thought there was anything to them. And yet! Rarely am I so pleased to be proved wrong.” Jaspar glared at her, but either she didn’t notice or she didn’t care. Instead she smiled and went to put an arm around Nikota, though she withdrew her arm after making contact her smile never dropped. “Well, let’s get this secured and then I can show you to your rooms. I’m sure you’ll find them to your satisfaction.”

Nikota refused to move when the captain tried to lead her away. “No. We’re stayin together. M’not leavin him alone.”

“You don’t trust me?” Her hands covered her chest in a gesture of mock indignation. “Well after the interest I’ve shown I can hardly blame you. But fear not, I thought you’d feel that way and the quarters I’ve assigned you are right next to the holding area. I recognise that you didn’t get to where you are in your career path by taking people at their word.”

Nikota looked up at Jaspar to check how he felt about it, when he nodded she followed the captain. Karger trailed behind with Jaspar, looking like he wished he could just sink through the floor.

[lanadelreyscherry]

Lock and homescreens i made tonight

[disasterbirb17]

This was a request for a very lovey anon!!

[aniandhisangel]

BUT IS THE BLANKET OKAY🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣 PRIORITIES JASPAR

IT’S FINE THEYR BEING DO CAREFUL

So*

“Yes,” Vader nods, “I want her- I want this one. She… her letter, even, Virgil…”

“I know, I know,” he says quickly, giving him a nod back, “her scent is overwhelming. I love it. Write her back, request that she move in with us. Proceed with the process.”

Vader nods and immediately moves to find paper to send an official letter, carrying the blanket with him all the while.

OH SHIT LILI WATCH FOR UR MAIL 👀👀👀👀

[buttercream-imagines]

Calvin Klein || Joe

all masterposts found here

pairing - Joe x reader [ft Caspar] word count - 883 warnings - cringy, interrupted male masturbation, male/female sex A/N - 

summary - The one with the sexy photoshoot

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Joe’s POV

Hands down, I had the best looking girlfriend in the world. All the other lads were jealous because, not only was she a stunning model, but she was just out right amazing in every sense. I loved absolutely everything about her.

The other day, she had a photo shoot with Calvin Klein. She promised to send me her favorite pictures as soon as she could. My phone suddenly vibrated with a text message. I picked up the phone to see it was a text from (Y/N) with four attachments. I eagerly opened up the text to see the pictures.

The first picture was of (Y/N) laying down wearing a simple black sports bra. Another was of her standing up, wearing tiny black panties with a white Calvin Klein band and a sweater bunched up at the side. One was just of her backside. She wasn’t wearing a bra, her hair falling down her bare back, and she was wearing a thong. The last picture was her wearing only a pair of white boyshorts. She was shirtless with her arms crossed to cover herself and she was staring seductively at the camera. Just looking at the pictures had me fidgeting, feeling like my trousers were a bit too tight. I kicked my trousers off as I laid in bed, still staring at the pictures. My phone vibrated again when (Y/N) sent me a text. I’ll be home soon. Can’t wait to show you the parts the cameras couldn’t.

I let out a groan and palmed myself a bit through my boxers, just to relieve myself a little. It’s really not fair how hard you make me, I texted her back. I looked back at the pictures, continuing to tease myself a bit over my boxers. Before I could do anything more, I was uncomfortably interrupted. “Ahh, mate, my eyes!”

I looked up and in my bedroom doorway was Caspar. “Get out!” I shouted, throwing a pillow at him. “I should’ve never fucking gave you that spare key!” Caspar was laughing now. “I swear, if you’re still here when I come out of this room I’ll beat your ass.”

“Just came over to see if you wanted to film,” Caspar said, stifling a laugh again. “I can see you’re a bit busy.”

“You’re an asshole,” I said back. Caspar laughed again and left the room. I was only able to relax once I heard the door to my flat open and shut.

About a half hour later, (Y/N) came home. As soon as she walked into our bedroom, I stood up and walked over to her. “Did you like the pictures?” she asked with a cheeky smile.

“Oh baby, you have no idea,” I said back pulling her close to me. (Y/N) wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed our lips together. We walked over to the bed and I immediately began to take off her shirt. She was wearing a sexy black Calvin Klein bra. I groaned and pulled my own shirt over my head. Within seconds, the two of us were completely naked, rolling around on the bed fighting for dominance.

(Y/N) was the one who won out. I was laying on my back on the bed, staring up at her beautiful body. She let out a groan as she eased herself onto me. “Fuck,” I groaned, tossing my head back. “You feel so good.” (Y/N) leaned down and pressed her lips to mine. One of my hands held her head close to me and the other was tweaking at her nipples. She would speed up at one point only to slow down to an agonizing pace. “Baby, you’re killing me,” I groaned. “Don’t tease me like this.”

“You want me to go faster?” she asked, kissing my neck.

“Fuck, yes baby,” I said, gripping her hips tightly. With that, (Y/N) quickened her pace. Right as I was on the edge, she finished, calling out my name loudly and raking her nails across my chest. That was all it took for me to reach my high as well. Once we had both relaxed, (Y/N) laid next to me and kissed my neck, down to my chest, and back up again.

“So,” she said, looking into my eyes with a cheeky smile. “Do you like it when I send you pictures?” I rolled my eyes teasingly at her. She giggled and asked, “Which one was your favorite?” I sat up to grab my phone and show her which one I liked best.

When I did, I saw that I had a message from Caspar. I rolled my eyes, remembering what had happened earlier. His message read Are you good to film today, or are you still a bit “busy”? I rolled my eyes at his message.

“What?” (Y/N) asked after reading the message over my shoulder. I explained to her what had happened, causing her to laugh a little bit.

“Shut up,” I mumbled back, going to text Caspar. Before I could, (Y/N) took my phone and went to take a picture of the two of us. She held the blanket so it was covering her chest and she laid her head in the crook of my neck. Without showing me what she texted, she sent the message to Caspar:

He’s still busy

[businesstobusiness-b2b]

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In 2017, the Chinese Ministry of Industry and Information Technology (MIIT) and the Standardization Administration of China (SAC) issued a draft to establish national standards for China’s Intelligent & Connected Vehicles (ICV). Due to the growing population and vehicle demand, China is expected to introduce vehicle and road safety regulations. Baidu and Alibaba, which are the biggest technology companies in China are pushing to develop platforms for connected cars.

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[buttercream-me-up]

Q&A Confessions // Conor Maynard

Word Count: 1808

Summary- You and your best friends film a Q&A, and it doesn’t exactly go as originally planned.

Warnings; N/A

A/n; School is starting soon, ugh! I’m trying to finish all these imagines by Tuesday, because once school starts it’s going to be hard to write. I’ll do my best to keep uploading, though. Feel free to keep sending requests as well, they just won’t be posted as frequently.

Requested; Yes.

req; Sorry I accidentally sent it before finishing it 😂 Can you write an imagine where the fans ship the character and Connor, and they secretly like each other but Connor thinks she has a crush on Joe because they're inseparable, so he gets surprised and becomes speechless when she turns to him and asks him "When are you going to ask me out?" in a Q&A video they film with the squad after reading a fan's question about that.

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You laughed as Joe reminisced with you a childhood memory of the two of you back in primary school, and entered his flat, where the boys were already situated. You’d planned a night in with all the boys, but Caspar, being the klutz he was, managed to drop the case of beers you’d bought for the boys and smashed all the bottles. To say everyone was mad at Caspar was an understatement, You and Joe, being the ‘heroes’ of the group, had volunteered to run out to get last minute replacements, and you’d just returned.

You and Joe had known each other since birth, your mother being old friends with his. You were quite close with Zoe as well, the three of you considered yourselves as siblings, even if you were in no form related to the Suggs, you may as well have been, because you and Joe were basically twins in everything you did. From starting school together, to starting your YouTube channels together, and everything in between. You had common interests, talents, and overall were the same people, but opposite gender.

The fans knew this, and despite shipping you and Joe for some time, and being shut down by the two of you saying how you considered each other siblings in a Q&A, had finally moved on. Joe was returned to be considered for his previous ships, Jaspar and Joeck, while you hadn’t been shipped with anyone for awhile. Until recently, that was. Conor had asked you to sing a song with him for his channel, and to say the fans enjoyed it was an understatement. The new ‘buttercream’ ship was created, Y/N & Conor. Even the other boys shipped the two of you, and you didn’t mind at all.

You liked Conor, you really did. His voice was incredible, his sense of humor endless, his protective nature with Jack and Anna was heartwarming, not to mention he was really damn hot. The problem was, he seemed very uninterested or unwilling to be in a relationship. More often than not, you’d find yourself and him shooting flirty comments back and forth, but it never became much more than that. It was unfortunate, but it was life.

“Alrighty boys, now that we’ve got some refreshments, we have a video to film!” You announced, holding up your beer. Cheers were passed around, and the group situated around the couch. Conor, Joe, You, Jack, and Josh were sitting on the couch, while Mikey, Oli, and Caspar were sat in the front of the couch, on pillows, in between the gaps between your legs. Byron didn’t want to be in the video, but he said he would pop in occasionally. He started the camera for you, and with a wave, left the room. You all bid him goodbye, and you smiled as you were surrounded with your best friends, doing what you all loved to do.

“Alright, everyone! Welcome back to my channel!” You started, smiling brightly and waving, doing your typical intro. “Today I’m joined with a few losers, you might know them.” A bunch of “heys!” followed, and you smirked. “Just kidding. You may know these boys; Conor, Josh, Joe, Jack, Mikey, Oli, and Caspar!” You said, pointing to each one as you introduced them. “Byron couldn’t make it today, but he’s here somewhere. Anyways!” You said, clapping your hands together, making Joe and Jack, who were both next to you, jump. “Jeez, Y/N!” Joe said, putting a hand over his heart dramatically.

“Anyways!” You repeated, ignoring them. “We’ve all tweeted, snapchatted, and posted on our Instagrams, telling you guys to ask us questions using the hashtag askthebuttercreams, and today we’re going to be doing a big Q&A!” You said, proudly. “Let’s get right into the video, because this one is probably going to be very long because there are so many of us, but I’ll probably spend at least 3 hours editing so it’s a reasonable video.” You did a quick transition, and began the questions.

So far it had been going smooth, you all took turns asking and answering, you only being asked little questions like how you met, and little questions for certain buttercreams. Nothing terrible. “Alright, I’ve got the next one!” Jack announced, smirking. He scrolled through his twitter and picked a random tweet. You looked at him with raised eyebrows, waiting. “Lovingthebuttercreams96 asked, Why haven’t Joe and Y/N began dating yet? Come on, their chemistry is undeniable!” He read, frowning. You sighed, Jack said “Sorry, should’ve read it first.” “It’s fine, we should’ve just assumed it would be here. I’ll just edit this in between stuff out.” You said, repositioning yourself to prepare to answer. You failed to notice Conor’s immediate frown and discomfort, as he sent a glare Jack’s way, but recomposed himself when you began to answer.

“Okay guys, We’ve said this a bunch of times. We love you all, but please, Joe and I will never be in a relationship. I do not fancy him in any way shape or form, nor does he for me. We’ve discussed this personally, and we are basically siblings. I’ve grown up with both the Suggs, and they’re my second family. I could never see myself in a relationship romantically with Joe.” You said, side-hugging Joe and leaning your head on his shoulder. “It’s true, Y/N and I are basically the same person, everyone, including ourselves, think we’re twins. We may come from different families, but the way we grew up, we may as well have been twins. We appreciate your support, but it’s not happening.” Joe added, wrapping an arm around your shoulder.

While this was being explained, Conor instantly felt guilty. He’d always had a massive crush on you; he could easily say he’d never felt anything for anyone like the way he felt when he laid eyes on you. Every time felt like the first. He got butterflies just watching you do simple things like vlogging or talking to him. He always thought he never had a chance, though, because of the undeniable chemistry with Joe. He’d known you said multiple times how it wouldn’t happen, but he couldn’t help but believe you fancied Joe. Now, he just felt stupid.

“Okay, I guess it’s my turn, and we’ll end the video after because this is already going to take me hours to edit.” You said, and the boys nodded in agreement. “Let’s see..” you muttered, scrolling and tapping on a random tweet. You smirked when you read the name of the twitter account, and locked eyes with Conor, a mischievous grin on your face. Jack and Joe both, in sync muttered a quick “ooooh.” “Oh god.” Conor said, pulling a terrified face and showing the camera. He sat up straight, with perfect posture. “I’m ready for my closeup!” He said, in one of his weird voices.

You laughed, and shook your head. “Alright, Conor. This question is from ccoonoorrmaynard. Wow thats some good spelling. Anyways, they ask, “Why haven’t you asked out Y/N yet?”” You froze, your cheeks flaring, you were not expecting that. Clearly, none of the other boys were expecting it either. Jack’s jaw almost hit the floor, Mikey was sweating (but then again, he always was), Josh looked like he had to pick a side, Caspar looked oblivious (as per usual), Oli had wide eyes, Joe looked at you worried as he knew about your crush on Conor, and Conor, you didn’t know how to describe him. He looked like a deer caught in the headlights.

You were bright red, and you wanted to cry. Obviously Conor didn’t like you; he’d never shown any interest, and you’d just humiliated yourself. “Nevermind.” You muttered, standing up to leave. “I’ll film an outro later.” You said, tears blurring your eyes as you ran out of the room. “Good going, Conor.” Joe said, standing up angrily. “What?” Conor squeaked, shaking his head. He’d zoned out, and now you were gone. “Conor, what the hell? That was your chance!” Jack said, stunned at his brother. “She doesn’t like me back, she was just reading a question.” He said, defeated. “You’re a bloody idiot, you know that? She’s liked you since you met!” Joe exclaimed, slapping a hand over his mouth after. He knew you were going to kill him when you found out he’d told. “Really?” Conor asked, surprised.

“GO!” All the boys yelled in sync, pointing to the balcony where you were crying. He sighed, and did as instructed. “Y/N?” He asked, warily stepping out. “Go away.” You said, but your voice cracked, and Conor instantly knew you were crying. He ran over, and spun you around so you were facing him. His heart broke at the tears running down your cheeks. “It’s nothing.” You muttered, mortified. Conor frowned at the heartbroken look on your face. “You know, I haven’t got the chance to answer that question, yet.” He said, unsure of himself. You looked at him, confused. “What?”

“I haven’t asked you out yet because I’ve been nervous.” He blurted, mentally cursing himself. He probably sounded like an idiot. “You? Nervous? You perform in front of hundreds and thousands of fans while you sing, you post videos online and you’re scared to ask me out?” You asked, ludicrously. “Yeah?” He said, suddenly very confused at your reaction. “Conor, I’ve liked you forever, and we’ve been flirting since day 1. How could I reject you?” You said, amused at how oblivious this boy was.

“You weren’t THAT obvious..” Conor defended, but as he looked back on his conversations with you, he realized it was quite obvious. “Oh.” He said, as he realized how stupid he must’ve looked. “Well, um, Y/N, this wasn’t quite how I was planning to ask, but..” He started, and you shook your head with a smile. You grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulling him down into a sudden kiss. He was surprised, but wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer, kissing you back passionately. You pulled away, leaning your forehead against his. “Yes, I’ll go on a date with you.”

“Yes mate!” “Go Conor!” “How do we always manage to save his sorry ass?” You laughed at the boys, especially Jack’s last comment. “Now that that’s settled…” Joe said, winking at you. “C’mon boys, we have a video to finish, and I have a feeling it’s a Nando’s and football night?” You suggested, earning more cheers. As you all re-situated yourselves, Jack and Conor switched positions on the couch and Conor had an arm around your waist, while Joe had one around your arm. You finished the video, and spent the night leaning against Conor’s chest, watching football with Nando’s, with your favorite boys in the world, and you wouldn’t change any of it for anything.

[magicalthoughtsendinterriblefics]

Office Affair - Request

Requested by anon: could you do a fluffy reader x sherlock and sherlock is really fluffy and needy and dirty in front of john/mycroft?  & anon: hey hey could you do a one shot where Sherlock and reader are getting jiggy ;) and her boss Mycroft walks in and gets really embarrassed

Pairing: Sherlock x reader

Word count: 1.079

Warnings: Touchy/Handsy Sherlock, Mentions of drugs, Public Display of Affection, Embarrassing things.

A/N: What does “getting jiggy” mean? I think I got it right but I ask just for the sake of learning new words. (Yes, this week is the week of using slang Becca doesn’t understand)

Enjoy!

Office work, the worse kind of work. The sound of the other employees typing, and the many colours of the computer screen she was forced to work in, plus the awful smell of chlorine on the floor was enough to make her dizzy.

Yes, she had her own office, and it was supposed to be private, but the walls were ultra-thin, as a way to keep control of employees, so she could hear everything from the outside.

Everything, she could hear everything, even the silence that built in the office when a strange set of footsteps walked down the hallway to her office. She recognised them instantly and tried to brainwash herself to keep a straight face the whole time and act professionally.

As soon as he entered, that idea went down the toilet.

His high cheekbones and cheeky smile contrasted with the long, black coat he was wearing. His blue eyes matched the blue scarf tied around his neck, and a few strands of curly hair fell over his pale face.

“Sherlock.” She sighed lovingly.

“Hello, my darling.” He granted her a big smile and walked around her desk to press a kiss on her lips. “You look so high functional sitting on this chair, dressed like that…” He whispered above her lips, but before he continued another person cleared his throat.

It was John Watson, standing there with the usual “I’m sick of this rubbish” look on his face.

“Hello, John!” She greeted with an apologetic smile.

“(Y/N)” John nodded her way, “Sherlock, I will look for Mycroft.”

“Mycroft? Why?” She inquired as John left the room. Sherlock was lost in her eyes and had to get back to reality to reply.

“Oh, just a security thingy, nothing of importance,” Sherlock said listlessly and then cupped her cheeks with both hands. “I missed you.”

“It’s the first time you tell me that.” She commented, “Your hands are cold…” She took his hands in hers, kissing them softly. Sherlock stared at her, mesmerised by her tenderness.

“Mycroft won’t take in John so fast, we didn’t make an appointment.” He whispered, cocking an eyebrow.

“What’s on your mind, Sher?” She whispered back, flirtingly.

Sherlock made her get up from her chair, pushing her back on the desk for her to sit there. That way, she was higher and more accessible to him. They continued to kiss; a heated, silent make out session in the office.

(Y/N) had no idea why Sherlock was acting like that, but she wouldn’t try and stop it.

She untied his scarf, throwing it to the floor by Sherlock’s feet, and then unbuttoned his coat. Sherlock’s hands were around her hips, squeezing and caressing her over the office clothes.

They weren’t trying to hold their breaths anymore. Their eyes were closed, and they were letting themselves go. She didn’t even think that maybe, just maybe, the rest of the office could hear them or that Mycroft and John could get in any minute.

Her legs were framing his hips, and her hands were now messy his hair even more than it already was, while he was starting to unbutton the first half of her shirt, showing enough of her cleavage and the edge of her black bra to send him over the top.

“You are so beautiful…” Sherlock purred, “So good to me… So…”

“Inappropriate.” Mycroft’s voice finished. Sherlock and (Y/N) froze in place and snapped their heads to look back to the door, where a very pissed off Mycroft stood, next to an ultra-pissed off John.

“Mycroft!” (Y/N) squealed and jumped down off the desk. “I am so, so, sorry… It will never happen again.”

“No need to,” Mycroft faked a smile, “I don’t think anyone in the office will ever forget.” He looked back, and everyone outside looked down in either shame or mock. “Now, brother, what is this security thing you wanted to talk about?”

“Everyone in the office heard?” Sherlock inquired, ignoring his brother’s question.

“Yes, Sherlock, everyone heard.” John rolled his eyes, “Now please, let us know what this is about.”

Sherlock lifted his fists in the air and muttered a “Yes!”

“Sherlock, are you high?” (Y/N) asked, tilting her head to the side.

“Oh yes, very high. High like Mycroft’s ego.” He laughed at his own joke. “My work here is done, c’mon John.”

“Wait, nobody is going anywhere until you tell us what is going on.” John fumed, blocking the door.

Sherlock giggled like a child and his cheeks turned red. “We are here for that man!” He pointed past John’s shoulder, straight to a man who’s desk was right in front of (Y/N)’s office.

“That man is Charles O’Donnell,” Mycroft sighed, “and I promise you he is not a terrorist.”

Charles had a cocky smile on his lips, yet his eyes were wide in shock.

“Oh no, I know that.” Sherlock shoves off the idea with a hand, “No, I’m here because I heard him talking about (Y/N). He fancies her, you know? I had to show him who is the boss here.”

“I am the boss here and you are utterly immature!” Mycroft roared, “How dare you come here and make a scandal in the office just to claim your secret girlfriend as yours publicly?!”

“How dare I?” Sherlock clicked his tongue, “Want to see it again? I wouldn’t mind to repeat it.”

“No, just… Get out.” Mycroft pointed towards the door.

“Watson, cmon, we still have a serial killer to catch.” Sherlock cheered as he picked up his coat and scarf from the floor. Once he was dressed again, he pulled (Y/N) in for another passionate, French kiss and then walked to the door. “Suck it, Charles!” He cackled and then dragged Watson out of (Y/N)’s office.

“Button your shirt, please,” Mycroft commanded and (Y/N) was quick to obey.

Sherlock and John were almost near the lift when Sherlock decided to talk – yell – once more. “My sweet (Y/N)… Be sure to… Get home early… So I can… John, stop… SO I CAN EAT THAT BEAUTIFUL P…” John covered Sherlock’s mouth.

“Sorry!” John exclaimed, “Ignore him, he is high.”

Mycroft face palmed so roughly his hand was marked on his face for a few seconds.

“Sorry, Mycroft.” She apologised, her cheeks as red as can be.

“Just get back to work,” Mycroft said and walked out of the office, leaving an embarrassed yet flustered AND horny (Y/N) to fantasise until it was her departure time.

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