Baby Sparrow

This is one of the best pictures of him that I have ever seen 🥰

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dbf!steve + golden boy reputation + your dad constantly teasing him about settling down + him meeting you someplace quiet in your house to absolutely ruin you and whisper all the filth he can in your eyes.

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god & steve is very a oh i don’t really ever wanna get married type of guy but then he meets you and it’s supposed to be just a fling but turns out, he’s falling in love with you

so when you’re away at his cabin and he’s whispering sweet filth into your ear as he rocks his hips against yours he mumbles “be mine, i don’t wanna share you with anyone else, sweetheart.” 🥺

the nerve of them — poly!marauders

includes: angst ig? a huge fight, slapping, degradation, reader not being into it while the rest are clueless, leading up to smut, but obviously no smut.

An unwanted straggler with no home or a family.

A big mouthed child trapped in the body of a fucking oaf.

And a loner that clung onto a faux aura of mystery to hide how lonely he truly was.

These three were the people spewing insults at you all at once, degrading you to the point of no return. It was an enjoyable kink for the most part, but now your patience was wearing thin.

Who were they to call you such names? One look in the mirror should have granted them enough self awareness as to know who should stay silent and who should be the one in control.

Being in a relationship with the three of them was a dream, but it was quickly turned upside down in moments like these. Maybe it was because you had a shitty day, which was partially caused by your boyfriends. You started off the day like normal, heading off to breakfast with a cup of iced coffee in your hands.

Your peaceful walk to class was turned into a nightmare the second you felt someone pull up close to your ear and whisper, “are you really that much of a whore? Wearing these short skirts around and flaunting what is mine?”

The delivery was so sudden and harsh that not only did you spill your coffee all over your sweater, but you quickly turned around to almost spit in the face of the offender. It was Sirius. Of course it was Sirius. One of the harshest and horniest doms you had ever come in contact with. Angry to the point of seeing red, you snapped at him. “Get the fuck out of my face, what’s wrong with you?”

The asshole mistook your genuine anger as brattiness and soon ⅓ of his gang followed. Remus took in the scene before him and let out a sigh. His disappointment only sent you further down your road of rage, not understanding why he was sighing like a grandpa off his inhaler when he was clueless to the context of the situation. “What happened?” Remus asked Sirius. He completely ignored your presence making you feel like a child about to be scolded by their parents. “She’s being a brat Rem.” Sirius borderline whined as he said this, but of course Remus being the dick rider that he was, didn’t call him out on his bad behaviour.

Turning his glare onto you, he demanded you apologize at once. You tried letting your side of the story be heard. Sirius had snuck up on you, called you a whore and effectively ruined a perfectly good morning. There was no point in you trying to be “good” for them anymore seeing as they would go to the ends of the Earth to create problems where there weren’t any.

You had an ego that was not willing to be stomped on today for the sake of two arrogant boys with their heads stuck too far up their own asses to see sunlight. Instead of saying sorry, you splashed the remnants of your coffee all over Sirius’ white shirt. Drowning him in the brown coloured liquid, just like he did you.

The looks on their faces made you feel a lick of satisfaction. Remus had his eyes blown wide open, ready to fall out of his head. Sirius on the other hand was standing frozen with his mouth slightly agape.

He slowly used his fingers to wipe the drops of cold coffee that splashed onto his face and then his frighteningly cold gaze was turned onto you. Before he had the chance to say something you made your exit, turning on your heel and leaving where you came from. The boys made no move to follow and you were relieved.

Thankfully, your schedule for today was set up in a way that allowed you to spend more time away from them. This is what you needed, some peace and quiet. Of course you weren’t completely off the hook considering that you had your last class with James, who would by now know of the events that took place in the morning. It made you shake uneasily, knowing to expect some taunting remarks about your “bratty” behaviour.

That entire class was spent with James making you worry about the punishment they had in store for you later. He was mocking you, playing with your head and telling you just how much trouble you had gotten yourself into.

You steadily ignored him. Treating James’ consistent blabbering as white noise instead of something legible was the smartest move. The clock moved faster than you had wanted it to and soon you were being led up the boys dormitories by a grinning James. He found amusement in your plight.

As soon as you entered the room you were greeted by the sight of Remus and Sirius laying on the shared bed in a nonchalant sort of matter. You knew they were playing it cool to make you nervous, but instead you felt rage.

Clearly very poorly concealed rage seeing as soon you were on sirius’ lap as he squished your cheeks together. The boy went straight to mocking you as finding no point in playing nice. You were to be punished, in his opinion. Not listened to, or understood. In this moment you were to be spanked and fucked until all coherent thoughts left your brain.

“You fucking slut, did you really think you would get away with all that?” he spat, eyes turning dark. He was a sight to see. All furrowed eyebrows and harsh lines. Lips turned down in a scowl as he regarded you with nothing but, what in your irate state was, hate. “Fuck you.” you spat back equally as harsh. Remus scoffed and James quirked an eyebrow at your tone. Sirius was fed up and you saw his hand raise to smack you, but you beat him to it. A hard slap was delivered straight to his cheek, stinging your palm.

There were three harsh intakes of breath from each respective boyfriend as your actions sunk in. Sirius’ head was snapped to the side at your display of aggression. Finally you were giving him the same medicine he often feeds you. The silence ended as you reiterated your previous statement. “I said Fuck you.”

“For someone who claims to be as smart as you do, you really are a lost little boy. What are you? Fucking stupid? Huh, Sirius? I’ve told you, the three of you actually, time and time again today that I am not in the mood. The fact that you daft whores still haven’t understood that yet is just...beyond me.

Spilling coffee all over me to degrading me instead of apologizing like a normal person would. This is what you’re “punishing” me for? Go fuck yourselves the lot of you.

If you’re going to insult me at least, attempt to sound mature about it. I feel like I'm talking to a bunch of horny 12 year old boys who just learned how to curse. If you can’t fuck me nice, please try not to sound so ridiculous when you’re degrading me. God, can you ever do anything right? It’s embarrassing at this point.”

Your outburst was finished as the three of them stared at you in silence. Sirius was lightly clutching his slowly reddening cheek, serves him right, as your chest heaved. It was clear to them how much they fucked up. Communication being something that was basically non-existence during this entire ordeal up till now.

Before they could utter a rushed apology you packed your shit and left. They could chase you and beg if they really wanted your attention that bad. It never was your style to let stray dogs in just like that. You preferred to make them work for it.

Poly!Marauders x reader insert, best cuddler/hugger/kisser headcanon:

James:

The first you’d go to when you want a hug, hands down!

He gives the best enveloping bear hugs. Resting your head against his chest, you love being able to hear his heartbeat.

Social anxiety who? He makes you feel so loved and centered that the whole world melts away.

(He’s tied with Sirius for best kisser because this man makes you feel like the prettiest person in the room.

He’d cup your chin and stare so tenderly into your eyes before tilting his head to press the softest kiss on your lips 😔💕)

He loves PDA so you’re getting hugged everywhere! The common room, during free periods, a side hug in The Great Hall and after Quidditch matches!!

Remus:

Best cuddler!

I envision him reading in the Gryffindor common room with his legs stretched out on a couch, you wiggle up against him. He’d absentmindedly caress your hair without taking his eyes off the book. You end up napping serenely while he’s learning about ancient magical creatures.

He usually experiences so much inner turmoil and self hatred due to his condition, but when you’re beside him, lightly snoring within minutes of sitting down, he treasures getting to be a calming presence for you.

Tracing your fingers against scars from his past transformations. Letting him know that you love him; all of him with zero exceptions.

Sirius:

Best kisser 👀

The guy is absurdly handsome and witty! Of course that means he has a fair amount of experience with kissing...

He throws around a lot of sarcastic jokes and teases you nonstop, but he knows how to put his mouth to good use.

I imagine he riles you up on purpose? Probably because he likes watching you fight for dominance before inevitably melting against him.

A lot of pinning your wrists or hips against a wall.

You pull his hair in frustration, he pulls yours harder. You nip his lip, he bites you. Call it equivalent exchange I guess.

His favorite gimmick is being mean because he’s far too good at it and enjoys your reactions.

Maze runner boys ~ Reaction to reader with piecing and tatts ~

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Minho:

- Minho would have so many questions about your piercing which of coures you would not be able to answer (lol memory loss is a bitch).

- Minho would ask the typical things like wow did those hurt?, How did you get them?, Are they like a part of your body? or Did Chuck draw on u?

- Minho just thinks you look really cool and naturally wants to do more.

- Its not uncommon for Minho to trace over your tattoos as he eyes them up closely.

- Depending on what piercing you have Minho might touch them, like if there on your ears for example.

- This still doesn't mean that he wont look up your nose if you have a nose piercing's.

- It's kinda awkward but its still cute and makes you blush.

- Minho would definitely want matching tatts.

- Minho respects you and your style, simple cause it looks painful but still very cool and different.

- Minho was definitely intimidated when he first saw you.

Newt:

- When Newt say the piercing he did even know, he didn't know what to say or what to do. He knew this is not a normal thing for gladers....

- Newt would try his best not to stare at them to much, he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable.

- Newt would be so careful as he would hate to bump them.

- Newt would also ask the occasional questions but he doesn't wanna dig to much into it.

- He still 100% support your style, he likes the bold statement you bring.

- He can see you surviving the maze, he knows how stupid that assumption is but he just can't help it.

- Newt personally wouldn't good for the piercing but a small tatt representing your love is all he needs.

- Newt would 100% defend you if any of the gladers where to ever bully you or make you feel uncomfortable with there questions or complements.

- Newt also adores all the cute jewelry you put on, he just appreciates how much you've gone through to enhance your beauty.

- Buts its no difference to him, he would still think your beautiful with or without tatts and piercings.

Thomas:

- Thomas was kinda scared if you at the start...you just gave him bad vibes

- But Thomas soon learn't how lit you actually are.

- Thomas and you would soon become insufferable.

- He can't get enough oh your wild personality and devlishly good looks.

- Thomas would be curious and want to see all your tatts and i mean all your tatts even the ones you hide. He knows its pervy but he's just do interested and wants to hear all the stories behind it.

- Thomas would still stare at your piercings not that you wind it yo much.

- Thomas would overly consider getting anything done cause he nervous that its gonna look bad.

- He would much rather stare and you, heck he could do that all day long. If he doesn't get caught by Alby of course.

Gally:

- You Gally found you mesmerising

- He was really digging the look

- Sure Teresa is good looking but your the bomb.

- Gally would mediately feel the a strong urge of attract towards to.

- Gally would strike up cute little bets like who would win an arm wrestle, who would beat who in an actually wrestle or who can lift the most.

- Your not that strong but your smart, you won a couple bets.

- Gally is kinda hopeless when it come to flirting, its more like doing bro things. But you get it and you still enjoy it.

- Gally would respect you and also become a big simp for you. Cause who wouldn't want to have such an exotic beauty.

- Your his Queen and the only one who can put him in his place.

Oh my god. What a perfect view..

Speaking about current events, how would Felix and Pan act when a lost girl (the reader) asks to watch over their drink?

TW: attempt to drug drink

Felix:

“Hey Felix.....I’m going to go do my business, do you think you could watch my drink?” You requested. He nodded and you handed the drink to him.

He didn’t really understand but you trusted him with a task, he’ll make sure to get it done. It wasn’t until a few minutes in when a lost boy approaches Felix.

“Hey Felix! You look busy, let me hold her drink for you.” He prompted. Felix just glared at the boy, swinging his club over his shoulders. The boy, though intimidated, still persisted. “We want to have some fun. You know what I mean?”

“Go away boy.” Felix stood his ground until you came back, returning your drink to you and the lost boy went away. You thanked him profusely, but he just dismissed it.

Pan:

“I need to do my business, do you think you can watch over my drink?” You asked Pan. He raised a brow at you.

“What a strange request, love.” He was only joking, but he knew why you were a bit skeptical. He had some experiences with former lost boys attempting to poison him. Obviously he accepted and you gave him your drink. Because you entrusted it with Pan, a few of the lost boys grew nervous and lingered around a particular area. Pan caught on, noticing how they kept glancing at him. He covered the drink with one hand and walked over to the group of lost boys. “Is there a problem here?”

“No.” They all declared in unison. “We know you’re busy being our leader, how about we hold that drink for you?”

“I don’t think you will.” Pan scoffed. “[Y/N] entrusted the drink to me.” He then threatened to toss the lost boys into mermaid’s lagoon. You returned and he returned the drink to you. Pan got cocky from all the praise and thanks

ways kaz brekker shows affection

request: kaz headcanons where he tries to kinda show affection towards the reader? that would be awesome

a/n: i did it in heacanon form so i could do a bunch of different ways i hope you don’t mind <3 and im not just making it physical affection mwah 

affection was something you and kaz worked on consistently 

physical affection was an obstacle for multiple reasons 

but even other things were a challenge 

but kaz wasn’t about to lose you 

he tried so hard everyday to be the man you deserved 

and to show you, even through the little things, that he loved you 

kaz’s affection wasn’t obvious 

it wasn’t a wet kiss on the cheek like nina gave matthias 

or jesper’s very public teasing that always made wylan red 

his love for you was subtle and it was personal 

it was something the two of you shared 

he showed his affection through novels he left on your nightstand 

he never mentioned leaving them 

never told you where he found them or what he thought of them

one minute the book wasn’t there and the next it was

you suspected inej helped with this particular task

you’d read the book 

and you always loved it 

without fail 

and you’d come into his room and sit on his bed 

he ignored you and waited for you to speak 

when you didn’t he’d go 

“well?”

“i loved it” you said before leaving the book on his desk 

he didn’t answer but his lip quirked to one side 

he also let you hold his cane 

and you knew 

everyone knew 

this wasn’t a random act 

this was an act of total intimacy for kaz

he’d hand it to you when he didn’t need it at the moment 

or let you borrow if you hurt your leg during a job 

it was the same situation with his gloves 

when ketterdam got cold

and you forgot your winter gear 

he’d grab your shaking freezing hands and slip his own gloves on them 

“it’s no big deal,” he rolled his eyes. “can’t let my girl freeze” he’d whisper, hoping you hadn’t heard 

he learned your favourite flower 

very quickly 

kaz brekker noticed everything 

so he notices the way you lingered at the smell of roses 

and when he knew this information he made sure to order a whole bunch of them 

for the slat 

for the crow club 

for the little desk in your room

everyone was confused at the sudden excess of flower 

“god it smells like cupid threw up in here” jesper had commented 

wylan punched him in the arm for that 

“do you like them?” he’d asked you one day out of the blue 

“yeah” you smiled, you already knew he was referring to the flowers 

he seemed pleased with himself the rest of the day 

even though physical contact was difficult it wasn’t impossible 

it was easier for kaz when he could control the movement control the touch

so it was easier for him to touch you than for him to have you touch him 

he almost never wore his gloves around you 

the two of you would be sharing an intimate bit of eye contact 

and he would cup your cheek 

and rub your cheekbone lovingly 

his touch was sometimes so rare that you shivered under his hand 

and though he was shaky afterwards he was also grinning

“happiness looks good on you kaz” 

“shut up y/n” 

and he’d learned to love sitting close to you 

when he didn’t feel like touching explicitly 

he would press his shoulder against yours 

or bump his foot against yours when the two of you were sat at the table 

he held your pinkie a lot 

it was less intense as full on hand holding 

once he kissed your forehead and you almost passed out from happiness 

when he wants to be close to you without holding you 

he grabs your jacket sleeves 

or the pocket of your pants 

to get your attention of course 

not because he wants to be close to you or anything 

everything kaz did to show you he loved you

you appreciated with every fiber of your being 

Reblog if you’ve ever imagined yourself being interviewed with the avengers cast as if you were apart of the movie

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One variation of it- a little short because it's the middle of the night here😅😂❤

Why in the hell did Pan choose Y/N to go with Felix on a mission in another Realm? Did he not know that Felix could not stand her at all?

Of course Pan did, he had to! It was quite obvious whenever Felix made fun of her skills or commanded her to stay in the camp on every special occasion. It was Felix who stopped her from participating in any kind of game and in all he was simply the worst.

First when you arrived in the new realm, Felix sent her alone to collect wood in a forest completely unknown to her, so he could light the fireplace outside the small cottage to make a stew over it.

Inside the cottage Y/N realised one important thing, another problem that  would make this mission even harder than simply spending time with Felix: There was just one small bed. One pillow, one blanket and only one bed.

She felt Felix's presence behind her. With a quick glance back she saw him staring at her, his cold expression not saying anything at all.

"Looks like we have to share the bed." He spoke roughly, before untying his cloak and removing his boots. He did not seem to care at all about this circumstances, nor realise how unsure the girl looked.

She gave herself a moment to consider climbing into the bed with Felix or not. The second in command always avoided her so much and refused to talk to her whenever she approached him, so why was he so easily convinced?

"Why did Pan choose me to go with you?" She asked and sat down onto the edge of the mattress to remove her boots and cloak. 

"I can keep you safe the best." Felix gave back dryly and lifted the blanket for her to slip under. "Pan's too busy for that." 

Y/N felt a sudden blood rush running through her cheeks at the gesture and as she laid down, she felt his body burning on her back. The heat of him was comfortable enough to dare closing her eyes. Felix would not hurt her- at least she trusted the most loyal boy enough not to touch her inappropriately nor to harm her otherwise.

Felix felt like a giant laying behind her.

He fell asleep first.

His first subconscious instinct was to grab the girl's waist and pull her body against his broad chest.

At least he prevented her from falling down onto the ground during sleep.

The whole situation had escalated too quickly for her: last night she celebrated with the boys at the bonfire, never really talked to the second in command before, but now you were perfectly cuddled up in his arms. 

The next morning Felix woke up and saw how he held her.

He quickly got out of bed and acted as if nothing happened.

"Did she notice it during the night?" He thought. "How could she? She was asleep just like I was." 

He was just asleep! 

It had to be that goddamn bed, otherwise Felix could not explain his own actions.

He hated Pan for that. Did he hate him?

No.

He fucking loved him.