*screams* have i told you a lie

Kuro Reread: Ch 21

Finny’s exited about the elephant. Soma says he has 10 of those. Two kinds of people after all? 

I wonder when was the last time Ran-Mao used a chair instead of Lau’s lap?

Aw, Lau wanted to take her out on a date! 

Ciel looks so serious when he talks about a butler betraying his master…

Lau discuses murder with a smile on his face. Ciel is really starting to get tired of this BS not amused.

This is the most blatant lie Ciel’s ever told. His expression screams ‘’I’d have you killed right this instant but my butler has curry to make’’.

Irony’s such a wondrous thing, isn’t it?

‘‘I can’t wait to see his face when he realises he has lost.’‘ Ciel has a lot of confidence in Seb’s abilities. 

Sebastian wants Agni to know that his boyfriend is above disgusting things like kindness and *shudder* selflessness

This guy looks like a more visually appealing version of Baron Kelvin.

Ugh, the Viscount. His existence had blissfully slipped my mind too… (He’s the Dolores Umbridge of this manga.)

The rest of the chefs look like they’re starring in an episode of a cooking show set in prison. 

One of these things is not like the others. *chuckles*

More catchphrase-ing. (It should be a verb, considering Sebastian does it all the time.)

Why is everyone so amazed at the sight of a blue lobster? Even if they’re hard to come by this seems like a bit of an overreaction. 

The Viscount has a thing for lobsters. I wonder if it’s physically possible to—actually no, I’m not finishing that sentence.

Ooh, it’s Sebastian’s turn now!

What is it with the amount of unnecessary overreaction in this chapter? Look at the curry bread, wait for Sebastian to explain what it is, and if it still seems that shocking, freak out then.

Chamber’s foodgasms are getting a bit too graphic. 

By ‘’hold you tightly in my arms’’ does he mean ‘’try to sell you on the black market’’? Cause he already did that.

Aw, the servants are so happy! It’s cute.

Poor Ciel’s still shivering in disgust.

John Brown appears!

Baldroy calls the Queen of England a funky old gran. 

Again with that TV show? Did anyone forget this is Victorian England? The first TV was invented 39 years later

The horse steps on John’s head. He calmly continues performing his duty anyway. 

The Albert puppet. (I’m honestly tempted to write a fic where John has to act like Victoria’s husband the whole time. With the puppet, of course. Can you imagine how hilarious it’d be?)

It must be horrible, though. Loving someone that much, and having to live without them.

Curry brings people together.

So, chapter 21′s finished. 

Period Struggles Compilation For No Particular Reason

giant blood diaper

the bathroom stinks to hell for a week




yet somehow crying my eyes out doesn’t cause debilitating pain

speaking of - CRAMPS



googling ways to relieve cramps and seeing pictures of women all folded up like human pretzels like what human being can actually do that with a pad on wtf

saying “fuck” every three minutes 

it’s 3 in the morning and I’m standing here in my underwear washing blood out of my pajamas literally fuck everything 

wtf these aren’t my usual pads what’s this bullshit why do these even exist

then when I get my period in a hotel and they give me cheap, crappy pads with no goddamn wings what the fuck kind of customer service is this

*drops something* *tries to pick it up without bending over*

*in the shower* is that dust or blood clots

oh hey look there’s blood on the floor again

*wakes up in a panic* IS THERE BLOOD ON MY SHEETS

oh good there’s nothing

*wakes up again two minutes later* BUT IS THERE BL—

*lies awake in bed all night convinced I’ve got a leak*

*one time, just one time, has a peaceful night’s sleep* *wakes up with a leak*

that weird feeling like you’re being stabbed in the vagina by tiny people with tiny swords

that other weird feeling like a zombie bit you inside your uterus and now it’s slowly rotting from the inside out

no I’m not exaggerating that’s exactly what it feels like

crying for no reason

did i mention giant blood diaper

because it’s literally a giant blood diaper

maxi pads. fucking maxi pads. 

hey if i jump out that window will i die 

lying in bed, curled into a tight ball, praying for the sweet embrace of death

pink painkillers 

all of the hot water bottles 

but let’s be real that shit doesn’t work 

neither do the painkillers tbh 

so then I come home and collapse onto my bed and suddenly my dog is there sniffing my butt like seriously as if this wasn’t embarrassing enough already

“alright class today we’ll warm up by running around the field” *screams* 

every time you sit out during the swimming unit in pe and the pe teachers side-eye you the whole time

plus all the girl’s periods synch up so like half the class is sitting on the bleachers dying on the inside and the pe teachers think it’s all a big conspiracy 

“you know they have invented solutions for this exact problem”

^no lie, my science teacher told us this last month. everyone just stared at him in silence until he changed the topic. 

can I get a sick note for my period?

when you have to change in the middle of class and you try to discreetly take your bag with you and everyone looks up

“hey can you check if there’s blood on my pants” 

“if you hate pads so much why don’t you try a tampon” oh yes sure let me just shove a tiny cotton stick up my vagina that sounds pleasant

when you complain about your period to the squad and suddenly half of the boys have disappeared off the face of the earth 

*displays slightest hint of irritation after being provoked for a prolonged period of time*  “geez someone’s on their period”

“looks like someone bought the wrong tampon brand lol”


no don’t make jokes about that

that shit is the worst

To quote iiSuperwomanii: “My shedding uterus has standards.” 

trying to open your pad as quietly as possible but you know the other girls in the school bathroom can hear

then you come out of the stall and make eye contact in the mirror and tHeY KnOw




oh it’s your birthday? here’s a fun present!

oh it’s christmas? guess who’s not going sledding 

oh you’re being sent on a six-hour hike on your school trip in a mountain with no bathrooms? this seems like a good time for satan’s waterfall 

oh you were looking forward to a nice, relaxed half-term break? lol bitch not anymore

*cries internally*

*cries externally*

*cries eternally*

I hope this has been educational 

That Girl - Tom Holland

summary : Y/N has been infatuated with her Co-Star and friend Tom Holland for quite some time now, but can’t admit her feelings for him because of his girlfriend

word count : 1.9k

warnings : angst, sad reader, sad Tom, mentions of cheating, cursing.

pairing / characters : Tom Holland x reader, Harrison Osterfield x reader, Zendaya, OC, Jacob Batalon

prompt : “Can you make an angst fic with Tom Holland where the reader likes Tom but he has a gf or vice versa???” - anon

A/N : angst is my life. ughhh.

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barista! Hoshi

anon asked:  can i request barista!hoshi?? the reader usually visits the cafe every morning and hoshi develops a pretty big crush on them? mutual pining is really cute! thanks, much love. <3

a/n; asfljldskjfk im not okay lol - admin seri

  • works at the coffee shop near your university 
  • the hardest worker there, has the longest shift and takes the shortest lunch breaks 
  • makes the best caramel macchiato ever 
  • the guy who’s trying to crack jokes 
  • and sadly some people just dont understand humor 
  • gets kinda annoyed when girls ask him “where’s mingyu oppa?” or “is joshua oppa working?" 
  • just simply puts on a tight smile before asking them what they want again 
  • but the light of his morning is you
  • you never fail to come in around 10:00 am, dressed in your cute and comfortable outfits 
  • the way you would ponder on whether to try a different drink 
  • or talk about your major 
  • and damn he was so crushing hard 
  • because you never fail to smile, greet him good morning, and have a small conversation before telling him to have a nice day 
  • best of all, you never asked for the other baristas 
  • but obviously you were just a nice person because you talked the exact same way to the others 
  • because on this unlucky day, he was behind making a drink while jun stood at the cashier 
  • and something burns inside him when jun flashes his good looking smile at you 
  • "she probably’s crushing on jun and just to nice to ask for him,” he talks to himself while fiddling around 
  • he’s never able to concentrate on making someone else’s coffee while your here 
  • glancing from the corner of his eye, his gaze narrows in on your hand touching jun’s when handing him the cash 
  • “why am i like this” he groans 
  • when you leave, he stares at your figure leaving the cafe 
  • he jumps slightly when you turn back, making eye contact with him, and form that oh so adorable smile of yours 
  • “if you hold that button down any longer you’ll be giving them black coffee instead of a americano" 
  • jeonghan says, walking by him, smirking 
  • hoshi shakes his head and directs his attention to coffee making 
  • just after he hands the drink off, jeonghan pops up again 
  • "why don’t you ask for her number?" 
  • he whips his head around and aggressively shakes his head 
  • "i’ll never be able to show my face here again of she rejects me!!!" 
  • jeonghan makes a ‘tsk tsk tsk’ sound, "trust me when i say she likes you" 
  • soonyoung flashes a look of disbelief, "what do you know" 
  • jun suddenly appears from no where and swings an arm around his shoulder 
  • "dont worry!!! i’m absolutely positive she does, i have a feeling something will happen soon~" 
  • jun and jeonghan were both right 
  • more than right 
  • because you feel pathetic when you pray soonyoung will be the one at the cashier 
  • and swoon over the cutest smile ever 
  • and laugh at his jokes 
  • this particular day, you enter and find jun 
  • deflating a little because this means you wouldn’t be able to have your morning conversations with hoshi 
  • and the small undetectable amount of flirting where it’s driving you crazy because you dont know if it counts as flirting or not 
  • you go about your order normally and leave the shop, 
  • your heart kind of stops when your eyes meet soonyoung’s when you glance back to look for him 
  • you think of his little doodle he puts at the end of your name 
  • looking down at the drink jun made, your heart leaps when you read the message 
  • "soonyoung works the friday night shift!!! you should come ;)" 
  • and the first time you do and squeal and dance around, not caring if the entire campus is staring 
  • friday comes and your heart is racing 
  • you nervously come in, laptop in hand, because you figured you should at least try to finish your essay 
  • you catch him sitting behind the cashier singing a song playing 
  • his stops and looks up at you in shock when you enter 
  • "you have a really voice” you say, walking up to the cashier 
  • he shakes his head smiling, “i dont think so" 
  • you internally scream when you notice his ears turning red 
  • "what are you doing here?” he asks, because he’s never seem you at night 
  • you giggle nervously, you think to lie to be more casual, but of course you say, 
  • “jun told me you worked friday night so i came" 
  • forcing yourself to not cover you blushing face, you laugh lightly 
  • his mouth forms into a grin showing only his top teeth and your like omg
  • he just dips his head shyly and says, "so what would you like?" 
  • "ummm can i get that pastry and a cup of tea?" 
  • "okay just sit, i’ll bring it to you" 
  • your heart flutters you can deliberately sit facing the him so you could watch him like a stalker over your computer 
  • while your looking, he glances up and make eye contact 
  • immediately, you give an embarrassed smile and duck you head 
  • and hear his quiet giggle 
  • your staring at the essay you’ve barely started until soonyoung sets your order down and slides into the booth beside you 
  • "so whatcha working on?" 
  • "my essay, but i think i’ll do it tomorrow” you laugh sheepishly 
  • he makes a bright 'hehe’ sound thats so adorable 
  • “so you came just because im here?" 
  • you nod shyly and look up at him 
  • his face goes blank and you start to mentally freak out 
  • omg he probably thinks im weird!!!' 
  • "i really like you!!!” he blurts, than immediately covers his mouth, cheeks a flame 
  • your doubts instantly go away 
  • “ah jinja mianhae, i’ll go to the back now!!" 
  • he looks away from you embarrassed and starts rise 
  • until you grab his arm and push him back into the seat with a plop 
  • you make a sound of surprise and nervously giggle, 
  • "was i being too forceful??” you say worried 
  • he shakes his head, grinning 
  • you beam and take a breathe, “i really like you too!" 
  • he begins to shine, brightly showing off his smile 
  • "then can i take you out on a date??" 
  • "i would love too” you say, 
  • he dies a little inside at your twinkling eyes
  • your mouth twitches into a smirk after a thought 
  • "you know jun told me you worked this night" 
  • "ahhhh he was being a good wing man after all” soonyoung chuckles
  • “WELL OF COURSE” * jun yells, 
  • the both of you not seeing him, leap into each others arms 
  • “seee!!! im evening helping now!” as jun happily walks away 
  • the two of you ignore him and look at each other, still embracing one another 
  • “your adorable" 
  • he facial expression after lets you know he blurted it out 
  • laughing, you hug him closer 
  • "you know how to make a person’s heart flutter”

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~ admin seri


(Requested by Anon) (Part 1 of this imagine here) (Part 2 of this imagine here)


You stepped out of your room, looking back and forth from one end of the hall to the other to make sure the coast was clear. You wanted to walk around the castle, explore a little.

Without Felix.

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Do you think I want to be away from you? // SHAWN MENDES

Overview: Shawn is going on tour which results in him maybe missing the birth of his child which doesn’t settle well with Y/n

Authors note: here’s a cute fluffy Shawn plus baby hah why do I do this to myself

“Why are you lying to me?’ I screamed, chucking my bag on the floor.

“When did I lie to you Y/N? Tell me. When?” Shawn yells back, slamming the front door shut behind him.

“You told me that tour was only going for a month. Why did Andrew just say it was 3 months?” My head was pounding and all I wanted to do was lay down.

“I…” he stammers, not having an excuse.

“Do you even care about him? Oh right, its just 3 moths right, he won’t even notice his father is gone, that’s even if he remembers who you are,” I spit, anger coursing through my veins.

“I was going to space the shows out more so I can come home and see you guys,” Shawn confesses, walking into the kitchen and filling a glass with water.

“That’s if you’re even here for the birth,” I mutter under my breath and Shawn’s head whips towards me. 

“Care to say that again?” he asks lowly, stalking towards me.

“I said that’s if you’re even here for the birth,” silence fills the room.

“Would you stop talking like I’m going to miss out on the kid’s whole life?” Shawn says desperately, hand flinging down to chuck his glass in the sink, smashing it into tiny pieces, causing me to flinch.

“Whats wrong with you?” I ask, voice high pitched.

“I can’t help it that my career takes me away from my family. Do you think I want to be away from you? To miss seeing my child grow up?” His voice is shaky, his eyes filling with tears.

“Shawn,” I murmur, my anger disappearing. 

“The thought of my child not recognizing me freaks me the hell out Y/N. I don’t want that,” the first tear slips and I immediately pull him into my arms.

“Shh, I’m sorry I pushed you,” I whisper, feeling his arms link behind my back, holding me as close as the baby bump would let him. His whole body slumps against mine, leaning on me fully for support that I gladly give.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about tour, I didn’t know how to say I was going to miss out on seeing the first couple months of its life,” he sniffs, nestling his head in the crook of my neck.

“Shawn we’ll work something out okay? You’re not going to miss out on anything.” I comfort him, stroking the side of his face gently.

“Alright,” He whispers, kissing my forehead.

“We’re a team now,” I tell him, grinning in an attempt to lighten the mood. “You, me and baby,”

“Our family,” This makes him smile, his eyes shinning at the thought.

“Also just letting you know,” I pause, kissing his nose gently. “You can stop calling our baby an it, we found out it was a boy like 3 weeks ago,”

Baby Daddy

Reader x Klaus Mikaelson


Imagine: You discovered you’re pregnant with Klaus’ baby and has to tell your siblings, Damon and Stefan. 


Word Count: 1228

“Are you sure you can do this? Tell your brothers you’re pregnant?”

It was a tough question to answer. You spent a whole month thinking and trying to find the strength to work it out. But, somehow, time did not make it easy. Actually, you were more anxious than ever. You knew exactly how your siblings, Damon and Stefan, would react. Especially when you tell them who the father is. Only imagining it made you feel like throwing up. 

“No. I’m so scared it hurts.”

“I’ll be with you.”

“Not sure if that helps, Klaus.”

So, Klaus Mikaelson was your baby daddy. You and him had thing for each other since the first day you met. Of course, you were not able to tell anyone. He was obsessed on killing Elena to break some sort of curse and did so many bad things to archive his goal that all your friends would think you were crazy to love him. So you hid it. From everyone. Until… Well, right now. 

Klaus grabbed your hand and, through soft strokes, tried to calm you down. He had been weirdly sweet to you since he found out. Which reminded you the night you discovered you were pregnant. You busted into his house to let him know the news. Deep down you wanted an answer. Why you, out of everyone, had to get knocked up by the hybrid. The only thought in your mind was “man, that’s bad luck.” 

“Should we get in now, Y/N?”

“No. I mean, yes. We should.”

“Then let’s go.”

You stopped, staring deep into his blue eyes.

“Thank you for doing this with me.”

“I feel like I should. It’s my child and, sort of, my fault you’re in this.”

“Not entirely your fault.” You giggled. “Let’s get in. Before I lost the courage.”

The Mikaelson smiled and you sighed, remembering the night he made you his. It was pouring rain and you were stuck inside the Mystic Grill. A shot of whiskey was sitting in front of you, half drank, while you were lost in thoughts. Most of them revolved around how annoying Damon had been. You were lucky he had not followed you there. 

A couple drinks later, Niklaus showed up, with his small talk and captivating light. Since you were way more loose from the alcohol, you just let it go. When you came down to yourself, you were naked, gasping and laughing with the blond. It was definitely an unforgettable night.

“Damon? Stefan? Are you guys home?”

A month later, the morning sickness started, which got you worried, because vampires don’t normally throw up out of nothing. Surely the pregnancy thought never occurred to you, at least not until the witch you found to help said so. She stated you were part of some sort of prophecy. However, from the minute you heard you were carrying a baby, nothing else mattered. There was a little person inside of you. Growing. A child conceived by you with an Original. 

You left the witch talking to herself and went to your baby daddy’s house. Klaus was painting, furiously, but he stopped the minute he saw you. His blue eyes confused. Shyly, you told him what you had discovered. Then he laughed, almost screaming you were a fake.

I don’t have to lie to you, Niklaus. Especially about this. I am carrying a child. And it is yours. You don’t have to be a part of this baby’s life if you don’t want to. Just know it’s here.”  You softly replied, leaving before he could retort. 

Little time had passed till Elijah came to you, assuring he would talk to his brother and get him to embrace fatherhood. Although you were too hurt by what the Original Hybrid had said, you nodded, accepting it. You knew Klaus would never cave in and come to apologise. That’s why you got so surprised by his presence later in your doorstep, claiming he truly wanted to get to know you and his child.

“I’m here.” Both Damon and Stefan answered.

“Please, come here a second.”

Your nightmare was about to become real. You shuddered a little and squeezed Klaus’ hand strongly, looking for support. Damon entered the living room first, followed closely by Stefan. Their skin lost a few tones, if that was possible.

“What is he doing here?”

“Damon, just listen to me.”

“No, tell me right now.”

“He’s here with me.”

“Why? Is he your boyfriend or something?”

“Yes. I mean, he’s something.”

“Y/N, what have you done?” Stefan asked, slowly. “I know that face. I lived with it for a hundred years. Spill the beans.”

“Hum. I’m… I’m… Baby. Me. Klaus. Daddy.” You babbled, insecure.

“What do you mean?” Damon questioned, his eyes narrowed and eyebrows raised. “Stop playing games, for fuck’s sake.”

“Okay. I’m pregnant.” You whispered.

“I beg your pardon?” Stefan widened his eyes. “You’re what?”

“Pregnant. With Klaus’ child. That’s why I’ve been acting so weird lately. There’s a baby growing inside of me. I’m almost four months.”

“Are you crazy?” Damon screamed. “You’re a vampire. Vampires don’t get knocked up. And you slept with the enemy? Really? Is his…”

“Shut up!” Tears were already rolling down your face. “I love him. And he loves me. We know that for awhile now. I was just so scared…”

“I can’t believe that. You’re such a bitch.”

“Damon, she is out sister. Stop taking your frustrations over her.”

“No, she deserves it. He fucking tried to kill Elena! Murdered Jenna! Sent Tyler away! And she still let him in her pants.”

“You should shut up, mate. I’m not going to let you treat your sister like that. We don’t do that to family. No matter what they have done.”

“Look who’s talking: the person who daggers his siblings whenever he’s mad enough.”

“Damon, please.” You pleaded, your voice affected by the sobbing. “I just wanted you to be okay with this. I’m having your nephew, or niece. It’s family.”

“Hell no, you chose a psychopath over your family. And you didn’t even have the gut to tell us.”

“I was scared!”

The electric blue eyed vampire shook his head and, fast enough, he was gone, leaving you crying and devastated. 

“Look, Y/N, he’ll forgive you. I’ll make sure of that. I don’t know what you saw in Klaus, but if he makes you happy, fine by me. And this child you bearing… Count with me for everything,” Stefan stated, wiping the tears from your eyes. “I’ll be here for you.”

“I just wanted…”

“Don’t worry. I’ll go after him.”

“I’m sorry.”

Klaus squeezed you against his chest, as Stefan went after Damon. The second you were all alone, you allowed yourself to cry even harder against the Mikaelson’s shirt, leaving it wet. He only stroke your hair and stayed silent, respecting your pain.

“Can I ask you something?" 

"Anything, love.”

“Promise you’ll be with me. For as long as I’m carrying this baby.”

“I promise. Nobody can drag me away from you. Or her.” He guaranteed, touching your belly.


“It’s girl. I can feel it.”

“Nah, I bet it’s boy.”

“We’ll see.”

You giggled, grasping his shirt and kissing him passionately. As he pulled you closer, you knew that, no matter what happened, he would be by your side and live up to his promise. 

Writing Prompts

So looks like I will be without internet for a few days so I would love to have a few things to work on.  Send me a number and a pairing/character and I will write a short thing (or longish thing if I get carried away or if you have your own prompt feel free). 

  1. “If you’re not nice I won’t let you in my blanket fort”
  2. “I love you and your pretty voice but I just want to sleep right now.”
  3. “This has got to be the stupidest plan you’ve ever come up with.  Of course I’m in!”
  4. “I have a date with destiny.”
  5. “If you don’t stop talking I’m going to have to kiss you.”
  6. “Okay so I lied. People lie all the time.  My parents lied to me about Santa Clause.”
  7. “I have twenty pages left in my book and if you don’t shut up I will do one of the follow: scream, cry, or throw my book at you.”
  8. “You would make a terrible spy.”
  9. “You know I’m starting to see why people say we’re an old married couple.”
  10. “Do you know that was the first time you ever told me you love me?”
  11. “I may have accidentally said something and now my whole family kind of thinks we’re dating. Oops.”
  12. “I don’t see why you’re worried, my family likes you more than me.  I’m not kidding, they told me that.”
  13. “It’s three am, why are you singing pop songs into a hairbrush?”
  14. “You are my teddy bear, so deal with it.”
  15. “Is there any part of you that isn’t bruised?”
  16. “Okay so who do I have to murder?”
  17. “Who is crazier the crazy person or the one who loves them?”
  18. “If anything explodes, I’m leaving.”
  19. “I am not cleaning this up.”
  20. “Stop with the puppy dog eyes, that’s cheating.”
Anything For You, Pumpkin

Reader X Tony Stark!Father

Word Count: 2042

Author: Actually Tony Stark’s Daughter, Kate

Warnings: Abuse, injuries

A/N: IT’S DONEEEEE. I actually really loved writing this, but writing about abuse was kind of hard, and I absolutely do not mean to offend or hurt anyone with this fic. Like I said, loved the request, whoever you are. I had an idea to do a second part where the reader meets Peter, but let me know if you want Part 2. 

“So are you staying for movie night, Y/N?” Natasha asked you after an intensive round of training at the Tower. Though your face was already warm, you felt a blush flare up. You had been on the team for a little over a month, and the Avengers had welcomed you with open arms. You knew that everyone adored you, but you still felt shy and inadequate around the experienced superheroes. 

“Um… I think I better head home, actually.” You said. Nat looked kind of disappointed, but she shrugged it off, knowing you were kind of shy during gatherings. 

“How are your powers doing?” She asked, changing the subject as you grabbed your stuff from the corner of the training area. You smiled, and shrugged, One of the reasons that you caught the Avenger’s eyes was that you had fire powers. No one had been able to pin-point where they were from, and as far as you knew, you had had them since birth. Nat walked you up to the living room where the rest of the team was getting snacks ready for the movie. You were about to head out when Tony yelled out to you.

“Where do you think you’re going, Y/N?” He asked, his tone making you smile. Tony was the Avenger you looked up to the most. He was the one that had found you, brought you to the team, and he cared about you the most, which was saying something. Everyone loved you and loved having you on the team, but you saw Tony as your father figure. 

“I was about to head home. Homework, and what not.” You lied quickly.

“Ahh, come on. It’s Friday night, and you haven’t hung out with the team in days.”


“This is part of your training, Y/N. Getting to be a part of the team.” Tony say adamantly. You caved, secretly happy that someone wanted to have you around.


The movie had ended, and you were happily chilling with the rest of the team in the kitchen, listening to their banter. Tony was watching you out of the corner of his eye, happy that you were starting to feel included. When you first joined the team, Tony felt a need to protect you. It was new to him, seeing as he had never really been the nurturing type, but he thought of you as his kid. 

You were laughing at Bucky and Sam’s petty argument when you felt a buzz from your phone in your pocket. You gulped, and the color drained from your face. You didn’t have any friends at school, so when someone texted you, you knew it could only be one person. 

Mom: Get here right this second.

You grabbed your bag, and ran out of the Tower, dreading your return home. Tony ran out after you, calling your name through the downpour that was engulfing Manhattan. He caught up to you quickly, and grabbed the strap of your backpack to get you to stop. 

“Y/N, what’s going on? Are you okay?” Tony could see the fear behind your eyes as you tried to come up with an excuse.

“My, uh, my mom needs me home. Right now.” You answered quickly, trying to shake Tony’s grasp off your backpack.

“Is something wrong?” The concern in Tony’s voice made you realize how much he cared about you, but the longer it took you to get home, the worse the repercussion would be.

“No, no I don’t think so. My mom is just… strict.” You couldn’t find a better word to explain it. Tony looked skeptical, but seeing your anxious face, he nodded quickly, and watched you run towards your neighborhood. His gut told him something was off, but against his better judgement, he went back inside.


“Where have you been?” Your mother asked, anger in her voice.

“I was- I was out.” You whispered shakily, still out of breath from the run home.

“You’re supposed to watch the house while I’m out.”

“I know… I just, I had study group.” You said wincing at the obvious lie.

“Don’t lie to me!” She screamed, coming closer to you. You crawled back instinctively, bracing yourself. “I didn’t want you! I don’t want to have to worry about you. You stay home so you don’t get in trouble, so I don’t have to clean up the messes that you make.” You nodded, and your eyes glanced up to her, then back down at your feet. She took it the wrong way.

“Did you just roll your eyes at me?!” You shook your head violently, terror filling your eyes. The woman grabbed your arm, her long nails digging into your skin painfully. You knew there would be more scratches and bruises to cover up. Your hands were heating up, and you folded your arms so you wouldn’t show your powers. You could feel your skin burning, and you desperately tried to keep your powers under control. “Go to your room. And don’t even think about coming out again until Monday.” 

You nodded, running to your “room”. It was more a closet with a small window. There was just enough room for your bed and a small desk. You fell onto your bed, silent tears running down your face until you fell asleep.


By Monday, your self-tended burns had stopped radiating heat and blistering, though they were still very visible. You chose a long-sleeved shirt, even though it was blazing hot, and some shorts to try and vent out the heat. You walked out and kept your head down. When you got outside, you breathed a sigh of relief, and continued your walk to school. You prided yourself on the fact that you were top of the class at Midtown. When you were younger, you had buried yourself in your studies to occupy your time alone. The day was short, and the work was easy, which you were grateful for because you could keep yourself busy without having to think too much about it. Besides sitting by yourself at lunch (again), the day was refreshingly simple, and you felt relaxed for the first time in days as your headed to the Tower. You greeted everyone with a soft smile, and then went to change into your workout clothes for train. You had chosen your favorite tank-top, and some shorts that were still in your locker at the Tower. You had completely forgotten about your very visible cuts and burns until you heard the gasps of the team when you walked back out.

“Oh my gosh.” Nat practically shrieked as she ran over to you. Your heart dropped into your stomach as you realized what everyone was staring at. Tony walked over to you, and guided you out of the room, and into his private lab. You both remained silent for second. You knew Tony wanted you to confess without a prompt, but you refused, clenching your jaw, and staring at the floor.

“Just strict?” Tony asked finally. You looked at him, utterly confused, until you realized what he was referencing. 

Is something wrong?”

“No, no I don’t think so. My mom is just… strict.” 

The words echoed in your ears as you remembered them. Your eyes filled with tears as you contemplated what to say next. 

“How d-did you know?” You said, your voice shaking with the strain of keeping your tears from falling. 

“There’s always a risk of being an Avenger. I’ve had eyes on you since Day 1.” Tony said, anger burning in the back of his eyes as he inspected the claw marks scratched into your skin. You gulped, not knowing how to take this new development. “I knew your mother was horrible to you, but I was waiting for you to bring it up. I didn’t know she was… abusive.” He spat the word out. 

“She’s not…” You trailed off under the murderous gaze of Tony. “I’m fine, really. I’ve had worse bruises from Nat.” You said, smiling a little. Tony breathed in, relaxing just slightly, but a rage still burning within.

“I was saving this until your birthday, but I think now is more appropriate.” He said, guiding you out of the lab, and upstairs to the living areas. The two of you passed down the hallway that Nat and Wanda’s rooms were in, until you stopped at one of the doors that you knew to be unoccupied. Tony nodded, and you cracked open the door slightly. A large bay window took up one of the walls, a bed facing a TV that beckoned you to binge a few years worth of shows, and a desk with gold letters that spelled out your name above the desktop. You breathed in, shocked that someone would do this for you. Your eyes skirted over all of the accessories that made you instantly feel more at home than you had ever felt anywhere, even the library. 

“If you don’t like something, we can always get it changed, but Nat thought you’d-” Tony started, but you sprinted back to him, and ran him over with a hug. 

“Thank you.” You whispered. 

“Anything for you, Pumpkin.” Tony said after he recovered from the shock. He hugged you back, feeling more paternal in that second then he ever had before. 

“What about my mom?” You asked, anxious to hear the answer.

“I-We’re your family now. Don’t you worry, we’ll deal with her.”


Nearly 4 months had passed since you had officially moved into the Tower. Anybody could see that you were infinitely better. Your smiles were more genuine, your spunky/sassy attitude finally outshone your shyness and fear, and you knew where your place was in life. You were an Avenger, you had a team, you had a family. 

Today was your birthday, and you laughed to think that the team was even more excited than you were, which is saying something, because this was your first actually celebrated birthday. After a dinner of pizza from your favorite pizzeria, a cake that had miraculously made it through a day of the boy’s watering mouths, and many shared memories of you that made everyone laugh, Nat announced it was time for presents. There were so many, it was kind of hard for you to remember all of them. It seemed like everyone had made up for 15 years of disappointing birthdays 10-fold. As the pile of presents waiting to be opened diminished, and the room filled with wrapping paper and bags, Tony felt himself getting more excited but anxious for you to receive his present.

“Alright, alright.” Tony said as you opened the last gift. You looked at him, an ever-present smile still bright on your face after laughing about Bucky telling you they were all expecting you to pick the best present, since they had made it into a competition. “Hate to break it to you, Barnes, but prepare to lose, because I’m winning the best present award.” 

“Don’t count your chicks before they’re hatched.” You quipped, excitement building up in you for Tony’s gift. He rolled his eyes at your comment, and handed you an sealed envelope. You raised an eyebrow at it, and began to open it, wondering what could possibly be inside. You pulled out a blue, official-looking form with a lot of fine print, and three signatures. You recognized two, one belonged to the person who used to be your mom, and one was Tony’s. 

“It’s an adoption form.” Tony said. Everyone around the table was holding their breath, waiting for your reaction. “Welcome to the family, Y/N Stark.” A hand traveled up it’s way to cover your mouth as you took everything in. A tear rolled down your cheek from pure happiness, and it warmed your heart to notice that there wasn’t a dry eye in the room. Tony stood up to give you a hug, and you returned it, love for your family heating every part of you. “Anything for you, Pumpkin.” Tony whispered, holding you closer. You responded with a term you thought you would never have the privilege of using. And nothing had ever felt more right to say ever, and you would remember it for the rest of your life. 

“Thank you, dad.”


Characters: Sam, reader, Dean

Pairing: Sam x reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 1104

Summary: as the birth of your child comes close, you and Sam share some baby names you like, but you don’t seem to agree so much.

A/N: I got this idea from the TV show Friends, I thought the scene/s were really funny in is episode

“So, are you guys gonna find out the sex of the baby?” Dean questioned as he took a seat opposite you both at the kitchen table in the bunker.

“We both decided we wanted to keep it a secret, so when we come up with a name we need to come up with an alternative for each sex,“ you explained.

“We haven’t actually gone over any names yet,” Sam realised.

“Oh, can I help?” Dean asked excitedly.

“What do you have in mind?” You questioned.

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Request: I would love if you could write something sibling related! I’m a twin (I have a brother) and I think Negan would be a fun but way Overprotective Big brother. Maybe a day at The Sanctuary with Negan and his twin sister who likes Dwight. - @cherieann-2001

Pairings: Negan x Reader, Negan x Twin Sister!Reader, Dwight x Reader

Warnings: language.

Waltzing outside the doors of the Sanctuary, you were greeted by the brisk, warm air. Smiling to yourself, you hummed a quiet tune as you walked around, admiring your home. Sure it wasn’t the most beautiful place, but it was home to you, your brother, and a numerous handful of others. While entranced with your walk, you slammed into something and huffed a breath.

Your brother stood in front of you, with his usual shit-eating grin. Lucille was slung loosely over his shoulder as he whistled quietly. He slung his free arm over your shoulder and started to walk with you on your original path. You rolled your eyes as he walked with you.

“How is my favorite twin sister today?” Negan asked you, grinning at the Saviors that kneeled as the two of you walked by them. You shoved his arm off of your shoulder and punched him in the upper arm.

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Request List.

Comprised of multiple lists I have seen before, a few are originals.

  1. “If you’re not nice I won’t let you in my blanket fort”
  2. “I love you and your pretty voice but I just want to sleep right now.”
  3. “This has got to be the stupidest plan you’ve ever come up with.  Of course, I’m in!”
  4. “I have a date with destiny.”
  5. “If you don’t stop talking I’m going to have to kiss you.”
  6. “Okay so I lied. People lie all the time.  My parents lied to me about Santa Claus.”
  7. “I have twenty pages left in my book and if you don’t shut up I will do one of the follow: scream, cry, or throw my book at you.”
  8. “You would make a terrible spy.”
  9. “You know I’m starting to see why people say we’re an old married couple.”
  10. “Do you know that was the first time you ever told me you love me?”
  11. “I may have accidentally said something and now my whole family kind of thinks we’re dating. Oops.”
  12. “I don’t see why you’re worried, my family likes you more than me.  I’m not kidding, they told me that.”
  13. “It’s three am, why are you singing pop songs into a hairbrush?”
  14. “You are my teddy bear, so deal with it.”
  15. “Is there any part of you that isn’t bruised?”
  16. “Okay so who do I have to murder?”
  17. “Who is crazier the crazy person or the one who loves them?”
  18. “If anything explodes, I’m leaving.”
  19. “I am not cleaning this up.”
  20. “Stop with the puppy dog eyes, that’s cheating.”
  21. “A wedding?”
  22. “do you want me to leave?”
  23. “I swear it won’t happen again.”
  24. “I’m not jealous.”
  25. “you can’t keep doing this.”
  26. “I’m going to take care of you, okay?”
  27. “you can’t die. please don’t die.”
  28. “you did what?!”
  29. “were you ever going to tell me?”
  30. “don’t ask me that.”
  31. “I might have had a few shots.”
  32. “what’s with the box?”
  33. “say it!”
  34. “I could kiss you right now!”
  35. “are you done with that?”
  36. “are you still awake…?”
  37. “excuse you?”
  38. “this is all your fault!”
  39. “I shouldn’t be in love with you.”
  40. “I could kill you right now!”
  41. “just admit I’m right.”
  42. “that doesn’t even make sense.”
  43. “that’s irrational.”
  44. “just pretend to be my date.”
  45. “are you really going to leave without asking me the question you’ve been dying to ask me?”
  46. “when you love someone, you don’t just stop. ever. even when people roll their eyes or call you crazy… even then. especially then!”
  47. “I think I’ve been holding myself from falling in love with you all over again.”
  48. “I’m not going to apologize for this. not anymore.”
  49. “that’s almost exactly the opposite of what I meant.”
  50. “it must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.”
  51. “can I sit here? the other tables are full.”
  52. “you weren’t supposed to laugh!”
  53. “this is, by far, the dumbest thing you’ve ever done.”
  54. “I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.”
  55. “these stars are nothing compared to the ones I’ve seen in your eyes.”
  56. “before I do this, i need you to know that i have always loved you.”
  57. “did i say that out loud?”
  58. “do you think they could have loved me?”
  59. “everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.”
  60. “how long have you been standing there?”
  61. “have I ever lied to you?”
  62. “have you lost your fucking mind?”
  63. “his ego is so visible; I can almost watch it grow.”
  64. “i am not losing you again!”
  65. “i don’t know why i’m crying.”
  66. “i had a nightmare about you and i just wanted to make sure you’re okay.”
  67. “i just need to be alone right now.”
  68. “when i picture myself happy… it’s with you.”
  69. “i made a mistake.”
  70. “i may be an idiot, but i’m your idiot.”
  71. “i need you to forgive me.”
  72. “i see the way you look at me when you think i’m not looking.”
  73. “i think i’m in love with you and that scares me half to death.”
  74. “i’m flirting with you.”
  75. “i’m not good enough for you.”
  76. “i fell in love with my best friend.”
  77. “i’m sorry, what? i keep getting lost in your eyes.”
  78. “i’m up to the challenge.”
  79. “i’ve been in love with you my entire life. ever since the day i first met you.”
  80. “i’m yours.”
  81. “if i didn’t know any better, i’d say you were trying to seduce me.”
  82. “if you go anywhere near them, you’ll have to deal with me!”
  83. “it’s okay to cry…”
  84. “what do you mean? It’s exciting!”
  85. “talk to me.”
  86. “look at me—just breathe, okay?”
  87. “look, i don’t have much time, but i wanted to say i love you.”
  88. “oh my god! you’re in love with them!”
  89. “well, this is where i live.”
  90. “we finish it the same way we started—together.”
  91. “what are you afraid of?”
  92. “you are the single best thing that has ever happened to me.”
  93. “you deserve so much better.”
  94. “you don’t have to stay.”
  95. “you don’t know you the way i do.”
  96. “you fainted, straight into my arms. you know, if you wanted my attention, you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”
  97. “you need to wake up because i can’t do this without you.”
  98. “you shouldn’t have even been there!”
  99. “you weren’t supposed to hear that.”
  100. “you’re safe now. i’ve got you.”
  101. “teach me?”
  102. “we’re in the middle of a thunderstorm and you want to stop and feel the rain?”
  103. “looks like we’ll be stuck here for a while.”
  104. “just once.”
  105. “i can’t believe you talked me into this.”
  106. “it’s not what it looks like.”
  107. “i got you a present.”
  108. “hey! i was gonna eat that!”
  109. “see, now, what that so bad?”.”
  110. “you’re the best part of me.”
  111. “i don’t want to think about what i’d be like without you.”
  112. “can i hold your hand?”
  113. “let’s move in together.”
  114. “it’s a real shame nobody asked for your opinion.”
  115. “what time is it?”
  116. “just wait a second.”
  117. “here, let me.”
  118. “you’re so cute when you pout like that.”
  119. “hold me back!’
  120. “i don’t care what they said, it doesn’t mean shit!”
  121. “i adore you.”
  122. “You must not blame yourself for this.”
  123. “This is my mess to clean up, not yours”
  124. “Yeah no, that sounds awful.”
  125. “You’re awful. I love it.
  126. “Who are you? Where am I? What is this? What the hell is going on!?”
  127. “I can’t do this anymore.”
  128. “You think you can beat me? That’s cute.”
  129. “Is this is a joke? This is a joke right? You’re joking.”
  130. “The washing machine broke, I lost my keys, my car is dented, and a wasp got into my bedroom and hijacked it for four days. Four. Days.”
  131. “Raise those eyebrows any higher and you’ll lose them?”
  132. “I wanna go home. I’m tired of being in this place, it makes me feel unwanted.”
  133. “Did you do the homework.” “Yeah, want answers?” “Yes please!”
  134. “I’m standing on my own two feet. You don’t get to come back just to sweep me off them.”
  135. “I locked my memories for a good reason.”
  136. “You’re not short you wouldn’t understand.”
  137. “Over my dead body.”
  138. “My brain is hectic.”
  139. “Look at the stars!” “huh?” “Look! There’s orion, pegasus. The big dipper!”
  140. “Stop. just please stop.”
  141. “Don’t say that…”
  142. “I’m not a queen. I’m not a saint. I’m not an angel.”
  143. “Sometimes I’m wrong.”
  144. “I thought you were different.”
  145. “I don’t want to do this, not without her.”
The Outsiders Prompts

a/n: please give cred if you use ty!

- “You scare me” “Why? Because I’m a Greaser?” “No, because I know I’ll fall in love with you” 
- “You can’t keep doing this”
- “Tell me another lie”
- “What if I lose you!”
- “I love you. I love you. No labels, people, or amount of money is ever going to change that”
- “Stay away from me, because I’ll hurt you”
-"On three"
- “Don’t be afraid of me doll”
- "Scream, yell, say, do anything I'll find you"
- “Stop following me”
- “I need more chocolate cake”
- “You don’t love me”
- “Are you hurt?”
- "I told you I love her/him!"
- "You look good in my clothes"
- “It is, as a matter of fact, every part of my business”
- “Where the hell have you been?”
- “If the shoe fits dollface”
- "Get out of here!"
- "I told you to leave me alone"
- "Tell me something good"
- "Is that blood?"
- "I'm sneaking out"
- “What did they do?”
- "You have a blade on you right?"
- "Damn" "What?" "You're eyes"
- "Did you at least call the police?"
- "It's you. It's always been you"
- "You're weird"
- "Run"
- "Please don't tell him"
- "Just be careful, okay?"
- "I like it when you sing"
- "What's going on in that mind?"
- "You can't be here"
- "Alright wise guy"
- "I hate you" "You love me"
- "Can I see your blade?"
- "I'm sorry I let you fall for me"
- "Come closer"
- "Can I join you?"
- "You're all over the place"
-"If this was the last time you'd see me, what would you say"
- "I can't see you anymore"
- "I've seen you around you know"
- "Take my jacket"
- "Lay with me, just for a minute"
- "What did you say to me?"
- "Get in the car, please?"
- "This is my choice!"
- "You're an asshole"
- "That's her/him"
- "That's not funny"
- "Dance with me"
- "I'm allergic to your bullshit"
- "Sunsets don't compare to you"
- "You're distracting me"
- "I can't kiss you" "Why not?" "Because I'll never stop"
- "Are you afraid of me?"
- "You're all I have"
- "You are my everything"
- "You're pretty, but your heart makes you beautiful"
- "You don't scare me doll"
- "Open your eyes for once"
- "Where are you going?
- "You totally dig me"
- "Please, don't leave me"

anonymous asked:

I'm imagining Karen at university, it's autumn and she's wearing cute sweaters with little wool skirts etc, she's persuaded to go to a pretty rough bar in town, and that's where she meets Him. He seems rough and ready, but when they start dating he's so kind & gentle with her, always encouraging her to finish assignments, walking her to lectures & meeting her from the library at night. I'm starting uni next year & this is a fantasy of mine, perhaps someone might like to write. Love your writing!

Hey Anon! First of all, let me say congrats and good luck with uni next year. Stay away from the 8 AM classes if you can and a regular sleep schedule is going to become a distant fantasy, but you should fight for it. It helps a lot. As does exercising and LOTS of water.

Second of all: you didn’t SAY Frank, but you described and I saw him. So I wrote him.

I hope you like this. Thank you for the prompt, I had fun with it.

A study in black and blue

Josie raises her eyebrows when the door opens and this life size doll walks in.

Usually, the pretty girls that walk through the door are showing either too much boob, too much stomach, or too much leg, maybe all three at once. Or they’re pretty but don’t bother with anything more elaborate than jeans and a coat over a simple t-shirt.

This one has her shiny blond hair up on a neat ponytail, enough makeup to just make you wonder if she was born like this or her cheeks are really that shade of pink, a sweater with a swan wearing a crown, the sleeves rolled up and a skirt that stops a few inches above her knees, her caramel ankle boots rising a little bit above her ankle. The bag slung on her shoulder matches it.

“Hi”, she says to Josie. “Do you know where I can find Foggy? Or Matt?”

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Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Word Count: 2k

Genre: Angst with more angst piled on angst

Warnings: Swearing

Summary: Yoongi realizes he made a mistake and will stop at nothing to see you.

Originally posted by smile-more-and-cry-less

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Noticed [Luhan]

genre: luhan fluff
type: drabble/scenario
characters: luhan, reader, etc
do not re-post without permission, this is my work
I finally woke up from my nap xD Ara~

Sometimes it’s easier to hide things when you are on the spotlight. Sometimes you don’t even have to try. It just happens, people sees just what they want to see. They don’t want to see sad people, they don’t want to see people hurting. So you become immune, immune to being noticed.

No one would have thought, not even your co-star, that they could find you in that state. Broken, hurt, in pain, incomplete. But after all you were also human, you could also have your heart broken. 

Unanswered calls.
Unread texts.
No one had heard from you.
There was no track of you.

But Luhan knew where you were, you had become so close since the filming day number one that he kinda was like your best friend. And yet he hadn’t noticed, he hadn’t see how little by little I was falling. 
Those were your exact thoughts as you read his text, demanding to know what was going on.

Is it really necessary? All that mystery.  You though, wondering if you were doing the right thing. But how could you even take one step outside. You were a complete mess, your eyes were all puffy, the dark circles under your eyes made you look more dead than alive. I can’t go out like this, they can’t see me like this. The truth was that even no one noticed that you were going through something, you didn’t want them to know either. It was a hard thing to admit, even to your now best friend and co-star Luhan. 

But he didn’t thought that way, he didn’t think it was necessary to hide. Of course he was worried and of course he went to look for you even if it were too late.

Hidden in the closet, tissues everywhere, you hugging your legs your sobs hidden under the city noise… that’s just a small description of how Luhan found you that night.
“Y/N? …what is going on? Why…”
“Lu-luhan? When did you…?” It wasn’t clear for you why he was there and why he looked so worried. You were just crying, hiding.
“You’ve been… missing for days. Is this is where you’ve been all this time?” His voice sounded more broken than yours, the pain on his face couldn’t go unnoticed. 
Luhan sat next to you, his warmth surrounded you as he embraced carefully.
“What happened Y/N? What…” He wiped a tear away that was on your cheek. “Who did this to you?”
“I just… I just don’t understand Lu..” You didn’t want to open yourself to him but the pain was unbearable, you had to let it all out. “He-he broke my heart Lu… why is it always like that. Why do I always fall for guys that can’t see me for what I really am?”
He didn’t speak a word, he didn’t interrupt you as you told him your story. He just sat there with you in his arms, stroking your hair gently and letting you cry whenever the tears came back. He was there, there for you. Just as you always wanted someone to be. 

It wasn’t hard to notice how much he actually cared, friend or not, he cared. Maybe he cared more than what you could imagine, but it wasn’t the moment for that. He knew, you knew.

Do you think one day I’ll be able to find that person Lu?” You suddenly asked, after some minutes of silence. “Do you think I have already found that person?” For a moment Luhan looked shocked, as if you had read his mind in some ways. But he wasn’t going to take advantage of the situation, even if he was that person you were looking for.
“I think you will Y/N, you are a good person, a good friend, a good girl. You haven’t given up, even after having your heart broken so many times. I do think you will or maybe already have”
“Do you think… it might be you?”

He didn’t answer that moment. His whole body wanted to scream yes but his mind told him to wait. It wasn’t the moment to talk about his feelings, you were already dealing with too much. 
“I think… that I could be, in time, if you let me. But even if you give me that chance, I wouldn’t take it in this exact moment. Y/N, I’m not going to lie and say I don’t like you, because I do, I had all this time. But my feelings can wait, I can wait for your wounds to heal. I want to help you heal those wounds first so I can prove to you how serious I can be. How much you actually mean to me.”

With those words the tears came back, the uncontrollable sobs came with them. But somehow the wounds, even if you could not see it right then, started to heal. You knew from that moment that you had been hurt so many times just to be there that day, just to be found by Luhan. You knew as he hugged you with so much care that he was just the one you had been waiting for.

“It was a matter of time wasn’t it Lu? I had to notice you, just like you had to notice me”
“And from now on, all we have to do is keep moving forward, but holding eachother’s hands”

Adrientte ~ Sweets

Day 3: Sweets / Words: 871 / @miraculousfluffmonth

Not my favorite, but my friend wanted me to write about Mr. Goodbars, so this was a great excuse. 

With three bags of cookies tied with ribbons in her hand, she rushed out the door of her home and to the metro where she’d meet with Alya, Nino, and Adrien. Her friends were really cheesy, and they wanted to do something for Friendship Day, so they all agreed to go watch a movie together. Marinette loved hanging out with her friends, and she loved hanging out with Adrien even more. He had liked her dad’s chocolate chip cookies, so she helped make a batch to give some to all of them.

She saw the three waiting, and she walkedup to them. Alya waved at her and Nino and Adrien gave her a smile.

“Hey, it’s Marinette,” Nino said and then tapped on his watch, “late as always.”

“Nice to see you, too, Nino,” Marinette laughed. She then handed out a bag to all three of them. “This is why I was a little late. Happy friendship day.”

Adrien stared at the cookies and said, “Thanks, Marinette. Happy friendship day.” Nino and Alya thanked her as well, and they got on the cart when it arrived. Adrien started eating his cookies and by the time they got to the theaters, he was finished with his bag and half of Nino’s.

“So how good is this movie going to be exactly?” Adrien asked Nino as they stood in line to buy snacks.

“Wait,” Nino said, “you guys wanted to see a good movie? I got us tickets to a joke one.” They all turned to look at him and sighed. It wasn’t the first time he got them tickets to see a low budget movie that’d turn out horrible.

“I swear, Nino,” Alya pouted, “I don’t know why we keep trusting you to pick out movie for us to see.” Alya and Nino started bickering while Adrien went next in line.

“Hey, Marinette,” Adrien motioned her to go up with him, “what chocolate bars are good?”

Marinette didn’t even hesitate to say, “Mr. Goodbars. Trust me.”

“Okay,” he nodded and looked at the cashier, “I’ll get two.” Marinette went back to her spot in line and waited for Adrien to finish paying. She always pigged out on candy at theatres, but she had a toothache, so she’d probably just get a chocolate bar and a drink. Marinette was staring at the candy case when Adrien stood in front of her and held out a Mr. Goodbar. “It’s for you,” Adrien smiled.

“T-Thank you,” Marinette stuttered as she took the chocolate bar. She wanted to melt on the inside as their fingers brushed together, but she used all of her strength to keep it together. She still went to get a drink, and she went ahead with Adrien to go get seats while Alya and Nino practically ordered everything they had to offer. She sat down and expected Adrien to leave a seat between them, but he sat right next to her which made her jump in her own skin. They sat there in silence watching the previews, and she felt so awkward for not being able to start a conversation. She started eating the chocolate bar that he had gave her and stopped eating after eating two small pieces since her tooth was killing her.

“Did you lie about the Goodbar?” Adrien asked her.

“No, why?” Marinette gulped.

“You only took two pieces.” Marinette wanted to scream because he had watched her eat them.

“I’m not going to lie,” Marinette laughed nervously, “I have a toothache.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Adrien told her, “you might want to go check that out.”

“I think it’s just because I ate a lot of cookie dough.”

“Cookie dough?”

Marinette gasped, “You’ve never eaten cookie dough by itself?”

“No,” Adrien laughed quietly at her reaction.

“You have to try it,” Marinette told him, “if you liked the cookies, you’ll love cookie dough.”

“One day,” Adrien nodded. Alya and Nino arrived with their arms full of snacks and sat down on the other side of Adrien. They all whispered between each other until the movie started. Marinette couldn’t focus on the screen because she could swear she could feel Adrien stare at her from the corner of her eyes. She kept slowly turning at random times, but he’d always be looking at the screen. After continuing for a few minutes, she decided to pay attention to the movie. The movie had no plot at all, and she slowly fell asleep.

When she woke up, she felt someone’s head leaning on hers, and she was on someone’s shoulder. Then, she was blinded by two separate flashes coming from phones.

“The movie is over, and you guys slept through all of it,” Nino told them as he put his phone back into his pocket.

“The movie was actually good towards the end,” Alya admitted as she kept pressing down on her capture button, blinding Marinette and Adrien who were half awake. Adrien saw that he was leaning on Marinette and stood up immediately since he was so embarrassed.

“I’m so sorry, Marinette,” Adrien apologized, “the movie got boring.”

“It’s fine, Adrien,” Marinette reassured him. She was calm on the outside, but on the inside, she was on a sugar high.

Mortifer - Pt. 2

Teaser video   |   Part 1

Pairing: Hoseok x reader

Summary: Hoseok is what you call a mystery. You don’t know anything about him except for the fact he works at your favourite coffee shop. Until he gets you out of a dangerous situation one day. You want to grow closer to him but in order to find answers, you’ll have to face his demons.

Word count: 6.5k

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Fallen Angel! AU

Warnings: depression, attempted suicide, drug/alcohol abuse, mentions of death

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Surprise on Stage

Request: Hey!!! Can u write an imagine where y/n is also a famous singer

a/n: gonna start doing the requests in this type of format instead of writing them under the ask!! I want people to know that I’ve gotten their request and that I’m not ignoring them! So I thought this was a good way :)


Your name: submit What is this?

Seeing your face on the cover of a magazine on the streets didn’t bother you as much as it did when you first started out in the music industry.  A few years ago, you would always pick up a magazine with your picture on it, buy it right on the spot, and immediately read what the tabloids said about you.  But as you’ve grown as an artist, you’ve met certain people along the way that have changed you, for the better.

One of those people just so happened to be your boyfriend, Shawn Mendes.  The two of you had only just recently made your relationship public, but in the year that you’ve known him as a person, and as a great friend in the industry, he taught you that 98.7% of what the media writes about is fabricated.

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