ARE YOU KIDDING YOU TWO ARE SO PERFECT

Evan x Pregnant Reader Headcanons!

Some Headcanons for Treeboy

Requested by: @weeping-chi

Enjoy!

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- You and Evan had been Married for about two years and Evan had mentioned having kids a few times. And usually the conversation went like this:

- You’d be cuddled up on the couch and he’d be watching those little Facebook videos and one of cute kids comes up and his face lights up. “Hey baby look at this cute baby, you know I bet we could make a cuter one. It could have your eyes and my hair and it would be the perfect. That is if you want one, I mean it’s your body so you can decide what ever we do but like it would be cute that is if you want one,” his hands would fidget with his shirt and he’d struggle to make eye contact. Old habits die hard. You’d smile and say one day but you weren’t quite ready yet. “That’s alright darling just tell me when you are,” he’d kiss your cheek and hold you tighter.

- It was a Thursday nights when you realized you might just be pregnant, you realized your period was later than usual and you went to the bathroom, your friend gave you pregnancy tests as a gag gift on Valentine’s Day. You peed in the cup and placed the stick in it waiting for the time on package to pass. You left the room and settled into the couch, when you stood up to check the test you found it in Evan’s hand. Not taking his eyes off it he spoke quietly “(y/n) wha- what’s this?”

- “I think you know very well what that is and why I had to use it,”

- “(Y-y/n) it’s, it’s positive. Does this mean? Does this mean we’re parents?” His voice and eyes lifting. You nodded and his eyes filled with tears. He ran over to you and picked you up and spun you around in a hug. He smiled so wide that you thought his cheeks might split.

-RANDOM HEAD CANON SHIT

- Evan told you every morning that he loved you, and with a hand spread against your belly “I love you too little one!”

- he’d talk to the bump shamelessly. Telling it how loved it is already, and when you would fall asleep he’d tell it how he’ll be the father that he never had, he’ll be there for every thing, every school concert, every game, every step along the way. You’d wake up to tears falling on to your stomach.

- IMAGINE HEIDIS REACTION. Heidi would scream and hug the two of you so tightly, she’d offer to help in anyway possible. When you two moved into a new house she helped you move in and gave you so many hand me downs from Evans baby stuff.

- Connor (he’s not dead fuck off) would offer to paint the nursery. Knowing how amazing his art was you’d let him do it. He painted the nursery an ombré dark blue fading to green. You were confused, don’t get me wrong it was gorgeous but you’d expected more for Connor.

- Evan had packed a bag of hospital essentials a month early, explaining he was born prematurely and he wanted to make sure you’d both be ready. You went in to labor three days before you were due and on the way to the hospital Evan mumbled “I don’t you so”

- “I’m sorry what?” You growled a contraction racking your body.

- “About the bag. I knew they would be early,”

- “Shut the fuck up Hansen!”

- “I love you, too (y/n)

- While you were at the hospital Connor used the spare key hidden under the door mat to get in and finish the nursery. He painted the three inches above the trim a light yellow and placed a vinyl decal of a skyline onto the wall. Painting the dark blue over it again, he pulled the decal off to show a skyline wrapping the room. He than painted five silhouettes in black flying on the wall above the crib. On the wall opposite he painted a giant silhouette of Big Ben.

- you have birth to day beautiful healthy daughter. You have her the perfect name (f/n)(m/n) Hansen.

- you brought her home and you’d never seen Evan drive with so much determination as he had when thinking about your daughter sleeping in the back seat.

- you took a shower when you got him while Evan played with her in the living room. You got out of the bathroom, and found your husband tickling your daughters belly, his face lighting up when she’d start giggling.

- later into the night, one Connor Murphy come out of the nursery telling you that the paint fumes were mostly gone so you can come inside and look. The four of you walked into the nursery and your jaw hit the floor. The room was blue fading up to green ombré, the London skyline just above black trim, the silhouettes of Peterpan, Wendy, John, Micheal, and Tinkerbell soared over the crib on the wall, across from that was was the giant silhouette of Big Ben. The ceiling had glow and the dark stars spread all over it, the furniture was dark brown wood and so was the floor, a carpet of a red feather on the floor.

- you broke into tears, it was perfect. you hugged Connor tightly thanking him over and over.

- Evan gave your daughter ever bath for the first year of her life. He made sure he was there when she took her first steps, he taught her how to ride a bike, he was there for it all

- he promised you the night you told him you were pregnant that he would be ten times the father that his own was.

- your daughter was the biggest daddies girl ever. And he made sure never to give her reason to doubt his character.

- Jesus the world had never seen a better father.

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Requests are open and I have a master list now.

You might struggle with auditory processing if…

- Your catchphrase is “what?”

- You ask someone to repeat their question then finish processing and respond halfway through they’re finished repeating it.

- You somewhat processed what someone said but your brain won’t take it.

- You mishear what people say wildly wrong. Like, wildly wrong. Then you process it and it makes wayyyy more sense than whatever you thought someone originally said.

- “Wait, what?”

- Default face is a perplexed, confused look.

- You have to deal with rude people who refuse to repeat themselves and act exasperated at the suggestion, than proceed to get angry when you won’t respond to them and/or remember what they just said.

- You can hear a car door open down the street but you can’t hear someone talking to you in the same room.

- Talking is weird.

- You’re constantly seen as a bad listener (which, maybe isn’t that far from the truth- but they assume you’re not trying), unfocused (which I tend to be, but it’s unrelated), and so on. Nobody stops to consider that maybe you have processing issues.

- You were tested for hearing issues as a kid because you didn’t respond to people or talk much, but every test came back negative and your parents were told you have perfect hearing.

- The idea of talking to two people at once is terrifying beyond imagining.

- Responding to something someone said ages ago, even with a different conversation still going, the topic has moved on, and everyone forgot about it.

- “Huh?!”

recommended reading~

while you’re waiting for me to post or just looking for suggestions, i hope this helps! it took me ages to compile and i’ll update as i come across new pieces, so i hope that both readers and writers alike appreciate this’=) as a reader i know how satisfying it is to read quality fics, and as a writer i know how gratifying it is when someone acknowledges your work.

love always, 토끼 언니

my mobile master list.

last edited june 26 ′17

(the list is much shorter than it used to be because i have removed all of the smut; i will no longer be recommending or reading smut. this is a personal choice.)

*i edit this post constantly, so be sure to check it often for updates! i used to keep authors together, but now i just put the newest pieces at the top. i’m always looking for new material, so don’t hesitate to dm me some or drop me suggestions in my ask!

**if you have written or read any scenarios/fics of any genre for SF9, IKON, VARSITY, B.A.P, PENTAGON, VAV, or NCT please send them to me!! these groups need more love!!!


there is no third option two three four || @narika-a

mafia!jongdae with some mentions of bts and the rest of exo. it begins with a sort of arranged (moreso forced at gun point but you know how these things go) marriage it’s an ongoing series atm, i’m excited to see where it goes!

a secret || @stormae

MAE NEVER DISAPPOINTS!! college!nct and some sicheng yes please! technically there is slight smut but truthfully i think it’s the build up that makes it feel so intense so if you’re not in the mood for heavy stuff you should definitely read this.

jailbreak two || @jooheonster

criminal!jooheon. security guard!you (but you quit after the first, js). this two parter actually takes place like a year a part but that makes it even better? so much tension and feels my gosh.

say his name || @haeng-syo-peace

this fic is the reason i opened this blog to start writing again i kid you not. a must read. it has EVERYTHING in it, and copious amounts of angst and smut. jiho and namjoon!

until we meet again || @alienpikachu

this ghost!taehyung piece will rip your heart out and piece it all together again and you’ll be crying and you’ll love it ok.

i don’t bite || @alienpikachu

eeeee vampire!yoongi and guess who delivers his packages..

feelings || @jaehwan-mp3

this soulmate!donghyuck(haechan) is next level, really love the concept!

not to be || @jaehwan-mp3

ah soulmate!jaehyun for when things seem bleak but you just gotta make things happen.

soon, two, three ,four || @blubeeny

this novella should be published my gosh it’s flawless! romance, heartache, smut, fluff, it’s got everything. probably the truest piece to minhyuk as fiction can get~

from dust to dust || @jungkxook

warlock!jimin has my heart torn. there’s some smut in here but it’s light.

void, two, three || @ncttrashaf

if you like dying here’s a johnny trilogy. eloquently written though, bless~

holier than thou || @stormae

tattoo artist!ten needs soo much more appreciation ahh a true work of art~

salt and iron || @i-would-rather-be-queen

bodyguard!jooheon is something you didn’t know you wanted until now.

the equation of love || @kookingtae 

professor!yoongi gosh this series has dragged my heart over the whole damn creation, i love death.

delicacy || @failaise

very unique vampire!jooheon, really beautifully written~

internet fiend || @thedreadedsweaterinyourcloset 

neighbor!jaehyun steals your wifi to watch porn, giving you viruses lol. v entertaining!

Tasty* ~ [1/2]

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader
Rating: Mature - 18+ only
Summary: Reader prepares the last important details of Chris’ thirty-sixth birthday party, but he can only think of one or two ways he’d like to celebrate this day with her.
Word Count: 2.5k
Genre: Fluff/Mild smut
Warnings: build up; mentions of sex/innuendos, Chris being a dork and a butt guy, slight food play/kink, make out session and language!
Author’s Note: I know, Chris’ birthday was yesterday (June 13th), but I actually wrote so much that I had to split this into two parts. The actual smut will be in the last part hopefully up tomorrow. Once again, happy birthday to the Dorito and enjoy! xx

    “Dodger, come here,” you whispered and the dog padded out of the kitchen, stopping at your feet. You bent and patted his back as his tail wagged excitedly.

    Staring back at your reflection in the mirror of the foyer, you smoothed out your dress - the same summer dress you’d wear on your first date with Chris three years ago - and you applied your cranberry lip balm. You weaved a hand through your hair, pushed up your breasts and you picked up the breakfast tray you’d left on the entryway table.

    “What do you think? He’s going to like it, right?” You asked Dodger and laughed at how ridiculous you sounded. My God, I’m talking to a dog.

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    So when I was 13 years old I brought four girls to my building so we could play on the new football field. But then we wandered off and we had an experience that made the Hogwarts Houses make perfect sense to me. As the Harry Potter Resident Nerd™ of the school, I used to sort the kids into houses for fun. In the group that came to my place, there was one Ravenclaw, two Hufflepuffs and one Slytherin. And me, of course, the Do It For The Vine™ Gryffindor. My building was new so they hadn’t put security cameras or fences at places you shouldn’t go yet. But at the parking lot, there was a long, curved wall that was small at the beginning and very tall at the middle, so that meant you could climb it. Over it, there were trees and dirt and the view was nice.
    So us girls wandered there and I dared them to jump from the middle, having done that before a couple of times and knowing it was relatively safe.
    They were all in disbelief of that so I proved by climbing the wall at the smallest point, walking to the middle and jumping, laughing like a maniac and having the time of my life.
    They accepted the challenge then (except one, my very adorable small friend who was terrified of heights). So up next went my best friend, one of the two Hufflepuffs. I was cheering her on but she got very scared when she got at the tallest point of the wall and she sat down, terrified of jumping. The other Hufflepuff, who decided not jump because she was afraid of heights got under my best friend and she propped down, hung by her fingers and the other girl held her waist and helped her plop gracefully into the floor.
    The Ravenclaw went next. She was rather small too so when she got to the tallest point, she started to wonder out loud if it would hurt her feet more if she jumped or if she hung on the wall by her fingers (thus being closer to the floor) and simply let go. She decided to do that and soon she was on the floor, receiving our claps.
    Next and last was the Slytherin, the tallest one. The jump would probably not even hurt her feet because of how tall she was. She walked slowly and carefully to the middle of the wall and pointed to the building on the other side of the street and yelled something about someone stripping by a window. All of us looked and yelled “where?!” and she used that distraction to run to the closest end of the wall and smallest one, quickly jump and stand on the spot she would have been if she had jumped from the middle, leaning smoothly against the wall. She winked at us, called us morons and said she was now back to the football mood so went back to the field to play.

    shit that happens in the italian BatB dub

    - belle straight up sneering at the village by singing “it’s from the day me and my dad first arrived / that we thought / ‘this village is SO provincial’ ” like damn belle
    - “how is your family?” “how is your wife?” is always translated in a cringe worthy way. So those two lines never really make any sense for the italians
    - in “belle’ ppl sing "it seems like she has no virtue” LIKE CALM DOWN VILLAGERS roasting belle like… wow
    - “lefou” is called “letont” which translates to “ledumb” and its honestly so cute
    - “she is a girl who never has any friend / you are so alone mademoiselle” aka villagers roasting belle again
    - ALL OF “GASTON”
    - ITALIAN LEFOU IS SO MUCH SWEETER YOU CANT UNDERSTAND
    - lefou straight up declares that gaston is “his hero”, “the man he cares the most about in the world” and “the perfect man”
    - “so im roughly the size of a barge” in italian becomes “and i will lift even tWO OF YOU IF I WANNA”
    - lumiere cant stop singing in fuckin french during “be our guest”
    - like he keeps singing in french
    - stop it lumiere
    - how are the kids supposed to sing along lumiere
    - cogsworth is called “tokins” because it’s easier to pronounce + it resembles the tick tock of clocks
    - “be our guest” is called “do stay with us” …. they are basically begging her to stay because they …. are lonely….. dont touch me
    - the amount of times the villagers shout “it will die” in 'the mob song’ is alarming. I was scared honestly

    Orange Tulips (M)

    Originally posted by kookiefly

    => Jeon Jungkook. Soulmate!AU. Reincarnation!AU 

    Summary: You’d remember Jungkook with every life you lived. Only he’d never remember you, never recall how your fates were written in the stars since the beginning of time.

    Genre: Angst. Fluff. Light Smut

    Words: 10,294

    a/n: This is a roller coaster of emotions, but it has a happy endng because I’m a sap and didn’t want to make myself cry.


    He came to you like a breath of fresh air, cleansing your body and bringing life to your bones. He was the type of art that only existed on grainy canvases of white, beautiful colors blending together to form a perfection to your eyes. He was the smell of fresh rain on a summers afternoon, peculiar and satisfying mixed into nothing other than complete and utter fondness on your part.

    He was your other half.

    He just didn’t know it.

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    Vanilla Spice & Garter Belts (smut) // Jeff Atkins x Reader

    Originally posted by wkom

    A/N Oh my lord this is such a long smut but it’s sooo dirty. I really hope you guys enjoy this one! I kind of got out of hand a lil bit hehe xx

    Prompt: This is so specific but could you do some sort of imagine like the tutor one with smut where you go bra and panty shopping and when you go to his house you don’t plan on anything but he sees the bags. You see him looking at them on disbelief but he doesn’t see you so later on you model them for him and you know the rest


    You were shopping with Jess when your boyfriend of 4 years called.

    “Hey baby!”

    “Hey babe! When will you be getting home?” Jeff questioned.

    You were shopping for new clothes since you would be moving in a new home with the former baseball player. It’s been three years since both of you graduated and you couldn’t be more happy. Jeff got recruited by the San Francisco Giants and you were a third-year volleyball player. Jeff loved spoiling you–especially with the salary as a professional–so he gave you more than enough money to shop. It was his idea in the first place.

    “Just one more store and I’ll be home for the barbecue.”

    “Okay, get home safe. I love you!”

    You heard a kissing noise from the other end of the line. “I love you too, Jeff.”

    You hung up the phone and proceeded into Victoria’s Secret with Jess.

    “So (Y/N),” Jessica was shuffling through the racks of lingerie. “How’s Atkins in the bedroom?”

    You glared at her for asking such a personal question. “Well if I had to be honest, he’s very vanilla spice.”

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    everything i read in 2017: deltora quest series by emily rodda

    “the enemy is clever and sly, and to its anger and envy a thousand years is like the blink of an eye”

    mobile masterlist

    i must really love you guys cause this took me forever

    imagines

    BABY #3 “oh, god, i love you more.”

    BREAKDOWN “do me a favor, okay, baby?”

    MONDAY MORNINGS “please tell Hazel she needs to wear underwear to school.”

    LONG WEEKEND “maybe I’ll give you a foot massage?

    LITTLE SISTER “I don’t want to break her.”

    SOCCER SCARE “oh shit, that does not look good.”

    SUMMER DRIVE “can you believe you didn’t like Ed Sheeran before we met?”

    SUPERBOWL 2017 “you’re just cute.”

    FIGHT FOR YOU “did you just put your hands on my girlfriend?”

    FUTURE PLANS “I would never force you to do something you were that uncomfortable with.”

    TUTOR “it’s just-I’m sorry-it’s just…you have the most beautiful eyes.”

    OVER SLEEPING “have you been sleeping okay lately?”

    PARALLEL PARKING “don’t worry about it, love. you’ll get it eventually.”

    STUCK IN BED “it’s a good thing I brought ice cream, then.”

    ROAD TRIP “just promise we’ll be together.”

    TE AMO “did i say that right?”

    BABY GIRL MENDES “baby girl is going to have the most beautiful name in the world.”

    DANCE COMPETITION “did you really think I’d miss this?”

    PHYSICS TEST “you’re not breathing, baby.”

    BACKSTORY “just trust me, baby.”

    COMING OUT “promise you won’t hate me?”

    RED IN THE FACE “we’re gonna get so much shit for this.”

    DUE DATES “just relax. I’m coming. I’ll be there soon.”

    A THOUSAND PIECES “then fucking stay!”

    ROSES “this bed is too big without you here.”

    INJURED “you scared me a little, you know that?”

    MY GIRL “awh, shawn, are you jealous?”

    LAP KID “you want to have another baby?”

    divide series

    PART ONE // ERASER “my mom says I’m cynical.”

    PART TWO // DIVE “baby, are you okay?”

    PART THREE // PERFECT “you didn’t have to do this.”

    PART FOUR // HOW WOULD YOU FEEL “wanna watch a movie?”

    PART FIVE // HEARTS DON’T BREAK AROUND HERE “you’re my favorite person.”

    13 reasons why series

    TEASER “what do you mean she disappeared?”

    TAPE 1 “hey. it’s me.”

    blurbs

    “you’re seriously like a man-child”

    “welcome to fatherhood.”

    Cupcakes-5x22 fic

    A/N: Y’all…I don’t even know where this came from. It’s total and complete ridiculous fluff!!!! Please enjoy!! 


    Felicity rushed through the door of the bakery ten minutes before the sign said they closed, the smell of sugar and dough hitting her before she was even fully inside.

    “I am definitely in the right place,” she muttered to herself as she headed straight to the counter even though her suddenly growling stomach threatened to derail her mission. Her idea to throw Oliver a surprise birthday party was a good one, of that she was certain, but actually having to plan and organize the event was something else entirely. Luckily Thea had agreed to do the heavy lifting when it came to decorations which left Felicity in charge of food.

    “Hi, how can I help you?” the woman behind the counter only looked slightly perturbed at having a customer barge in so close to closing.

    “I need cupcakes,” Felicity said enthusiastically, eyes scanning the display case but not seeing anything she liked.

    “We can pretty much do whatever,” the woman assured her, catching on that she hadn’t spotted what she wanted.

    “Like maybe something chocolate and fudgey with green frosting?” she asked with a hopeful lift of her eyebrows. “But not like grass green or mint green, more like…Green Arrow green.”

    The woman laughed, pulling out a pad to write down the order, “Your little boy is into superheroes? How many dozen?”

    “Oh no, I don’t…I don’t have a son, little or big.”

    “Sorry! Daughter. No reason girls can’t like Green Arrow either.” she said with a grin, leaning in a little closer, “I mean…have you seen the way he fills out those leather pants?”

    Felicity felt her face flush as her hands curled tight, lips pressed into a straight line, “I um…I have not noticed. Nope. Never noticed that. Is it a good fit? I mean…sorry, never mind, we were discussing cupcakes for my non existent children.” she trailed off under her breath.

    The woman looked at her a little strangely but nodded, “Chocolate fudge with green frosting. Any sort of decoration?”

    She was about to say no when a thought crossed her mind, “I don’t suppose you have little arrows or something do you?”

    “I have just the thing.”

    Felicity watched as she looked through a drawer behind her, before turning back holding a small arrow attached to a toothpick.

    “It’s perfect!”

    “This will be the first Green Arrow party we’ve done. I might have to take some pics and put it on our instagram. Maybe you could share your own and tag us?”

    “That uh…that might not be so easy.” Felicity stammered.

    “Yeah, some parents are weird about their kids pictures being put on the internet, but I figured it didn’t hurt to ask. Now how many dozen?”

    “I’ll take two dozen,” she said quickly though she knew they’d never eat that many, but if there were leftovers that would not be a problem. Then a thought hit her and she sighed, “You know what, make half of those vanilla. Rene doesn’t like chocolate and Curtis will only eat the icing anyways and–”

    “I thought you said you didn’t have kids.”

    Jughead x Reader: 365 Days

    Warnings: s m u t (n fluff)
    Requested: yes
    A/N: although this is a new request, I haven’t posted a Juggie imagine in a while, so I skipped to it. also, this is my first smut so please give me feedback!

    *your POV*

    The sunlight peaked through my curtains to let me know it was morning. My cat, Pudding, was sitting on the edge of my bed waiting for me to get up as she did every morning. Today was mine and Jughead’s 1 year anniversary and it was a beautiful Friday to celebrate.

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    todays edition: sleepy bananya milk!🍼🍌

    its very simple, the only tool you will need is a spoon, a cup, and a blender. i have not perfected the recipe yet, but there is only so much banana mylk a kid can drink in the span of two days!

    ingredients:

    • 1 banana
    • 1 (more/less, to taste) tbsp of honey
    • ½ cup of water
    • 1 cup of almond mylk ( note: i don’t know how this will taste with cow milk, but feel free to try! )

    process:

    1. put all of your ingredients in the blender, and mix until it’s all blended!
    2. feel free to taste, and add more water/honey/milk if you want
    3. pour in your favorite cup, and enjoy !
    Late Night Talks

    Anon Requested:  91+96+100 with V, please!

    I loved writing this one! Thank you so much for requesting and I hope you liked this…maybe JUST MAYBE, I am potentially thinking about making this into a series.


    Originally posted by mvssmedia

    Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

    Word Count: 1676

    Warnings: No warnings

    “It’s okay to cry.”

    “What happened to us?”

    “This is only going to lead to a fight.”


    You like your sleep, you like to sleep, you like to nap and you like to rest. What you don’t like is to be woken up, especially in the middle of the night. If anyone knew better it was Jungkook, so why was he calling you at one in the morning?

    You groaned once you heard the obnoxiously loud ring of your phone go off by your head, your phone was tucked under your pillow and the ring shot straight through your ear, you quickly grabbed it and without looking at the caller I.D you answered it in a hasty “Hello?”

    “Noona?” Jungkook’s voice came through the other end of the line, your eyes snapped open and frustration instantly filled you up as Jungkook was the reason your slumber was disturbed.

    “Jungkook I swear to-”

    “It’s Taehyung.” Jungkook immediately interrupted, you heard him sigh on the other end. “Can you come over?” You nod even though you know he can’t see you. “I’m on my way.” You end the call and get out of bed as quickly as you can. You strip from your pajamas and throw on a pair of jeans, sports bra and sweatshirt then slipping on your slides, grabbing your car keys and leaving your apartment.

    Before you knew it you were texting Jungkook to come open the front door. The door opened seconds after you sent the text and you were walking inside the dorm. “You know you could’ve knocked right?” Jungkook says turning towards you after closing the door. “I didn’t want to wake anybody by knocking too loudly.” You say before talking again. “So what’s wrong? Did something happen?” Jungkook sighed before motioning for you to sit on the couch, he joined you then turned to you. “You remember Hyunmi right?” You thought for a second before nodding.

    Hyunmi was Taehyung’s current girlfriend. They had been dating for a little over six months now and you were happy that Taehyung was so happy, he had the biggest smile on his face whenever he was with her and always seemed like he was enjoying her presence. She was a sweet girl after all, never cursed, was never disrespectful and loved animals. She seemed like Tae’s ideal type in your head, she was different than you in so many ways which made you happy. She was a bit taller than you, maybe an inch or two, she had very dark brown hair which looked black in certain lighting and had a glorious tan, her eyes were blue as yours are brown. Overall you thought she was perfect.

    “Well she broke up with Tae, it was out of nowhere noona she called an hour ago and ended things with him over the phone.” Jungkook spoke, you could feel your jaw drop and lips part as you gasped when hearing that. “Are you kidding me? Did she give him a reason? Is he okay? Why’d you call me over why aren’t you up there with him?” Questions spilled out of your mouth by the second, your mind was racing with a billion reasons as to why she could’ve broken up with Taehyung but only one made sense. She didn’t feel for him as he did for her.

    It’s not a secret that Tae falls hard and falls fast, you knew that all the boys knew that but it has never been a problem because girls feel just as hard for him, you thought Hyunmi did too from all of her smiles and small giggles she gave him when they were together. Guess things aren’t what they seem and she obviously was good at hiding her true feelings.

    Jungkook shook his head first answering your initial question. “She didn’t give him a real explanation, all he told me was she said ‘It’s not you, trust me it’s not you but I can’t do this anymore Taehyung.’ Then she ended the call without giving him a second to speak. He just waved me off when he wouldn’t answer any of my questions.” Jungkook sighed looking at you, you quirked your head to the side in confusion. “Then why’d you call me over here?” Jungkook didn’t need to say it for you to understand, he just gave you a look and you knew.

    “Jungkook-”

    “You know him best noona, he’ll talk to you, you know he’ll talk to you.” You sighed and nodded, you stood up and started walking down the hallway and towards Taehyung and Jungkook’s shared bedroom.

    Ex-boyfriend was something you never imagined Taehyung to be let alone be okay with it. The word alone wanted to make you gag and choke, you actually felt your heart shrink in size when you had to come to the realization that you two had to end the relationship. Back then you had dreams of getting married and having babies, but in a flash you two ended things with broken hearts. You didn’t want to be okay with it, you didn’t want to move on, but you did. You moved on and six months ago Tae did too, you just wished you would’ve known about Hyunmi’s ending intention because you surely would’ve butt in and voiced your opinion even though it wouldn’t be your place. You still cared for Taehyung, he was a big part of your life for a little more than a year and you didn’t want to see him hurt. You knew love doesn’t just evaporate, you knew that a little part of you still loved him as he still loved you too.

    You stood in front of his door, hand hovering the dark wood before you knocked, you waited a couple seconds before deciding to answer. Walking in the room is dark, the only shred of light came from the desk lamp in the corner of the room giving little to no light where Taehyung laid sprawled out on his back on the bed. You shut the door quietly then turning towards him again. “Tae?” You say in a somewhat hushed voice but loud enough so that he could hear you. He didn’t budge so you decided to walk over and sit on his bed, you crossed your legs and sat beside him. From where you were you could see him staring emotionlessly up at the ceiling, you were close enough so that you knew he could see you and he just huffed a deep sigh. “It’s okay to cry.” You whisper but Taehyung just shakes his head, you can’t help but frown seeing him like this and it makes you wonder how he was when you two had broken up. You two fell for each other hard and fast and it was like you were living in a nightmare when you two had decided to end things.

    In an instant Tae sat upright his body twisting to face you and his eyes stared down at you. “What happened to us?” His eyes were pleading, he wore a frown on his face and his hair was partially covering his eyes. You found yourself speechless to his question, you stayed still to his words and his gaze, you felt bad for him, his heart was just broken and you knew the memories of you two came flooding in his head at his situation. You sighed and shook your head only then realizing how close you two were as you felt his breath hit you when he blew his bangs out of his eyes, he shook his head parting his hair to look at you again.

    “Tae…this is only going to lead to a fight.” You sigh but you can’t help but wonder and think back to what did happen to the two of you. You thought back to the fights, the words thrown around, all the time you both didn’t have for each other which only made the other more upset. The relationship wasn’t toxic, it was full of love but there were distractions and you both were preoccupied, Tae with his album and you with school and work, you both just didn’t have the time for a relationship and it ended when you two were fighting.

    “You think about it too, how and why it ended so abruptly.” Taehyung spoke, his frown had disappeared but his pleading eyes were still staring at you. “We were fighting Tae, you were busy and so was I.”

    “But we’re not anymore.” Taehyung said right after, his hand quickly grabbed yours and pulls you towards him, your hands drop themselves to his chest halting his motions of pulling you on his lap. “Tae…you’re sad and you just got out of a relationship.” You say sighing, you look at the look in his eyes, the pleading look was now gone and you were too lost in trying to figure out what he was thinking to notice his hands wrap around your waist, only then did you notice when he pulled you on his lap fully. “I don’t want to be your rebound, we should-”

    “You’re not the rebound,” Taehyung interrupted. “If anything, she was.”

    That’s all he said before pulling you down to his lips, you hesitated for a moment not kissing back. Your eyes were open and mouth was still, you knew he was upset about Hyunmi no matter what he says, you should push him away but something inside you tells you otherwise. “Please.” Taehyung breathes pulling back to look at you. You let your hands slide from his chest to the sides of his face, you took a look at him, the look came back to his eyes, it was something other than pleading, he wasn’t pleading but he was trying to reason with you. “Please (Y/N)…” You let out a small breath of air and felt Taehyung’s hand rise up on your back pulling you close again until his lips met yours. This time you kissed back and closed your eyes feeling the familiar touch of him.

    You missed this.

    You missed him.

    You just knew you were going to regret this in the morning.

    Best Stolen Gift

    Pairing: Jensen x Reader

    Word Count: 599

    Warnins: Implied Smut

    A/N: Thanks to my sweet lil sis @mysupernaturalfics for betaing for me. And happy birthday to my absolute favourite actor, Jensen Ackles.

    “Best birthday gift ever,” Jensen mumbled against your neck, making you giggle, still high on on him and practically still seeing stars even minutes after he rolled off you and pulled you into his arms.

    “You say that every year,” you smiled at him, softly pegging his lips making his grin widen.

    “And every year it is true,” Jensen hummed, drawing lazy patterns on your naked back, as you ran your fingers through his hair drawing him closer. “You are the best gift I ever had.” Jensen promised, kissing your neck making you giggle again, enjoying the way his stubbles teased your still sensitive skin.

    “I am glad me getting stood up brings you so much joy,” you joked thinking back to your first date or whatever you’d call it, making him chuckle and bury his face in your neck.

    “10 years and you still don’t know,” he muttered, making you frown and tug his hair gently, making him look at you.

    “Know what?” you asked, with a bewildered expression on your face and Jensen’s green eyes sparkled at you making the golden flakes shine even clearer.

    “Promise you won’t divorce me?” Jensen asked, with a smug grin on his face and you rolled your eyes.

    “I have gotten kinda attached. Two kids and all. Now spill it Ackles,” you fought to keep a straight face but it was hard to be stern when he looked at you like that. With childlike amusement and so much love, an expression only he could master to perfection.

    “You weren’t stood up. Well the guy was late, but he showed,” Jensen averted your gaze a little when he saw your confusion, his hand kept drawing symbols on your back as he spoke. “Jared and I were watching you for the first 30 minutes you were waiting. The red rose on the table made it kinda obvious it was a blind date. I told Jared that you deserved better when you were almost leaving and we saw the guy carrying a red rose in the door. Jared just… well… He told me to show you better and he walked up and spilled his coffee all over the guy.”

    You eyes opened wide, but you felt no need to scold him. You just couldn’t believe that Jared and Jensen had been able to keep this from you for 10 years.

    “So you walked up to me and asked me to come with you to your birthday party?” you bit your lip to keep from laughing and Jensen blushed slightly, still not looking at you.

    “Well it sounds creepy when you put it like that,” Jensen muttered and you could no longer hold back your laughter. You tangled hand in his hair again and wrapped your free arm around his shoulder, pulling his closer and into a tender, passionate kiss.

    “But you are my creep,” you teased when you broke the kiss, making Jensen chuckle as you lovingly slapped his arm. “I can’t believe you never told me dude! You got a lot of making up to do.”

    “I’ll start right now,” Jensen wiggled his eyebrows at you before ducking under the sheet making you let out a squeal and giggle.

    “Jay it’s your birthday not mi… arhhh,” your protest turned into a sultry moan as your husband’s sinful lips and tongue found their target. Your last coherent thought before getting completely lost in your husband and the pleasure he brought you yet again, was to remember to thank Jared tonight, after kicking his ass for not telling you about his little matchmaking game himself.

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    BROKEN

    “Sign on the dotted line and everything will be complete.” Your lawyer handed you a pen and you took it hesitantly.

    You looked at the piece of paper that lied on the table in front of you. Once you signed it with your signature, your marriage to James Buchanan Barnes would be over.

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    Dating Wonder Woman would include...

    The only headcanons I wrote was about Wolverine (here), and since I never received any other requests about head canons…I’m very glad to write another one with Wonder Woman yo ! Though I’m not sure I’m doing it right, I made it way longer than most headcanons I saw around I think, and also cut it in more than one part…I hope it’s ok. So here we go, hope you’ll like it

    (My masterlist blog here : https://ella-ravenwood-archives.tumblr.com)

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    How you met, how you two fell in love, the first “I love you” : 

    ✶ You first met Diana when your brother, Bruce aka the goddamn Batman, dragged you to the Justice League’s Watchtower (against your will). You were already a Gotham’s vigilante just like him, the next big step was obviously the League, though you didn’t like the idea of being in a little “super club”…

    ✶ You quickly changed your mind when you met Diana though. She’s the first one who talked to you, and though your brother told you many things about the Mighty Wonder Woman, you weren’t impressed. 

    ✶ That’s what made her fall in love with you. Because you accept her just as she is. And you couldn’t care less about the fact that she’s a Princess, or one of the most powerful being on Earth.

    ✶ The way you’re never afraid to tell people what you think, even if sometimes it’s almost rude, is also another reason she fell for you. She loves the fact that you’re independent, and don’t take anyone’s shit, including hers. You keep her grounded when she gets a bit too cocky or something. 

    ✶ Another thing that made her fall for you : even though you went through a lot of bad things during your life, you always saw the bright side of everything, and Diana understood why Bruce always referred to you as his “personal sunshine”. You didn’t have any super-power, but hey, the ability to make anyone (even the Batman) smile and laugh was even better. 

    ✶ Your brother shipping you two even before you started to both flirt with each other like crazy. 

    ✶ Your brother calling you “an idiot” when you decide to not reciprocate the flirting after a while, afraid to bring her in your chaotic life. “She’s Wonder Woman, as if anything could actually hurt her”. 

    ✶ Diana being somewhat depressed while your avoiding her…And the League having an “intervention” to convince your stubborn ass to talk to her again. 

    ✶ You not resisting for very long, because…Well, she’s Diana Prince, and if you’re honest with yourself, you’ve been in love with her ever since you first met. Her not being even remotely mad at you for your sudden coldness toward her, on the contrary, being over the moon because you finally came back.

    ✶ Your brother giving you relationship advices : basically, do the opposite of what he would do. Best advice ever. 

    ✶ Becoming very close from each other because it seems you two are just hand made for each other. Conversation is always flowing just right, you don’t always agree with each other but always listen etc etc…A match made in heaven. 

    ✶ Diana knew she was doomed and totally in love with you the day you punched your brother AND Superman in the face because they dared to say you needed protection. “If I can punch you two idiots without you stopping me, then clearly, I’m fine without protection !”. Yup, she was definitely doomed.

    ✶Her knowing you hate when people protect you, but not being able to not do it…and you letting her protect you, because you love her, and if it can make her happy, then so be it. 

    ✶ Surprisingly, she’s the one that said “I love you” first…Right before what should have been a “suicide mission”. Needless to say it gave you a reason to fight like Hell to have the chance to tell her you love her too. 

    ✶ You never even had time to tell her, as when the battle was finished, and you two were still alive, she crashed her lips on yours. The rest of the League applauded when you were finally able to whisper, breathless : “I love you too D”

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    Promise? // Lee Mark

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    the prompt(s): 1) Could I request a scenario for Mark like the Jungkook one you did? Except he doesn’t have to be King yet, he and the reader are just kind of sneaking around the castle and being all cute and in love then they get cAUGHT and I’m sorry this is so long!! 2) Could you write some mark Lee fluff?? Just some cute, first love type of thing?

    words: 2134

    category: fluff

    author note: ah, mork. my precious, smol, overworked son. may he get the rest he truly deserves~ also, this is for two different requests since they both fit the same genre. please enjoy!

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    Twin

    Originally posted by jugheadjones94

    Pairing: Jughead x Reader

    Word Count: 1661

    Warnings: Angst, Fluff, the usual…

    Anon Requested

    A/N: I’ve been listening to a lot of Twenty Pilots lately… Don’t know why that was important but… Anyway, I hope y'all like this one! I will really try to post a lot more. Love you guys!


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    To be blunt, having a twin sucked ass. Well, with your experience it did. At least you were the older one, which had to count for something. Ok so there was a two minute difference between the two of you, but you used the leverage when you could. 

     Reggie was always a little asshole, even when the both of you were kids. He always stole your toys out of your hands claiming they were his. And he was the perfect golden boy in your parents eyes. His arrogance only sky rocketed with their parental encouragements. 

    He was always very popular in school. Had the coolest friends, was part of all the sports teams, and when he came of age, dated the prettiest girls. You on the other hand were always different. 

    You preferred reading and staying indoors rather than playing with everyone else. Of course your parents still forced you to try out for sports, (you soon enough became partial towards softball.) 

     Your stupid brother and his rather loud reputation never meant well for you. Everyone knew he had twin, but never bothered to really get to know you, always assuming you were like your brother. 

    Nonetheless, writing was your specialty. You always had a way with words. You knew from an early age you wanted to major in some sort of English profession, whether it be teaching it or writing it. In fact, that’s how you ended up meeting your current boyfriend Jughead Jones. 

    At first he was skeptical of you, but once the both of you clicked, it was one of the best things to happen to both of you. Thinking back on the whole start of it all always brought a smile to your face. 

    “Ok girls, I’ll see you guys next practice.” You had hollered over to your teammates before swinging your backpack over your shoulder as they all shouted their own farewells. You left the school grounds and decided to go to Pop’s. One, because their food was amazing and two, you were hoping you could get some work done in the usually peaceful setting. 

     You made the effort to walk over there even though your sore limbs protested greatly. Once you got in to the beloved Diner, you went up to the counter and ordered your usual before going to find a seat. 

     As you walked through the small building, your eyes locked with stormy blue ones for a few short seconds. And in that short amount of time you were intrigued. He watched you with a weary stance, as if he were mapping out your every move before you executed it. 

    You’d seen him before. Jughead Jones, he was in your English class. But you never talked, just silently drifted off into the lesson given that day. With a split second thought you decided to approach him as you waited for your food. 

    “Hi.” You said hesitantly, immediately beating yourself up on the inside for making a fool out of your self for coming over. Hi? Really, that’s all you could come up with? You reprimanded as you stayed silent and watched him. 

     Of course all that had happened in a moments thought and he actually replied quickly. “Hi.” He said with an unsure look. You looked around and noticed he had a laptop out that he was typing in, taking up your interest you decided to try and make conversation out of it. “What are you doing?” You asked as you nodded over at his device. 

    He looked to see what you were referring with a quickly glance and replied with a short worded answer. “Writing.” You grinned, you had a passion for the subject. Deciding to trust your gut, you sit yourself in front of him and smile brightly. “What are you writing about?” You asked. He still looked unsure of you, although, these types of looks weren’t unusual when you met new people. Mostly because Reggie and his erratic behavior met them first. 

     "Why do you want to know?“ He asked with an eyebrow raised. “Oh, I love writing. I hope to have a career to do with the subject one day.” You answered as you messed with your fingers over the table. 

     "Hm.“ He said in thought. “What?” You asked. He shrugged. “I don’t know, I guess I just figured that the twin sister of the oh so famous Reggie Mantle would be more.. well, Reggie-like.” “Well, I play softball if that’s what you mean. But otherwise I’ve always been the more soft spoken one I guess. My brother is just a real pain in my ass all the time.” You huffed as you crossed your arms. 

     "Interesting.“ He looked at you for a few seconds, considering whether he could trust you. He smiled when he saw the genuine curiosity in your eyes. "Well if you must know, I’m writing a novel.” “That’s awesome! About what?” You asked. “Riverdale.” “Well that was descriptive.” You retorted as he cracked a grin. 

     Your food finally came out at that time, your fries looked exceptionally delicious. “Wanna share?” To which he grinned. 

     That encounter alone sparked on many more encounters after that. After meeting up 5 more times after that first one, he asked you out. You obviously hid it from your brother, neither of you could even imagine the torment that would come. 

     The both of you had been together for a little over 6 months now. A whole summer had passed and the two of you were still going strong. When sophomore year started, softball started again too. 

     He always went to your games and was the cute supportive boyfriend. Whenever you made a home run he was always right there for you. And it wasn’t like your brother ever went to your games so you never had to worry. 

    When you had started dating Jughead, his three other friends adopted you in their group and they were all for your secret relationship, never bringing it up when Reggie was around. Archie came close a couple times to spilling the beans but Betty and Veronica usually kept him in check. 

     It was a particularly sunny day when another softball game had taken place. It was the final game of the season, which meant your parents were obligated to come too. However, this meant they were forcing Reggie to be “supportive” of his sister. Of course Jughead had come to watch. 

    You were the best pitcher on the team so that was the position assigned on the field for you. Before you ran out with your teammates, you gave Jughead a quick kiss, promising to see him afterwards. You didn’t realize your brother had come to your game until your eyes had met when you made it to the pitchers mound. 

    He smirked but applauded with everyone else, cheering you on. The first batter on the other team made it to the plate and hit the bat against the ground a couple of times before getting into position. You smirked and readied your arm before pitching. 

     The game lasted a couple of hours, your team winning by a home run (that you had made). Your entire team was hollering as was the crowd. Your parents told you they were proud of you and that’s when you noticed Reggie was missing. 

     "Hey, where Reg?“ You asked your parents. Your mom wasn’t paying attention to you as she typed away on her phone. "He went to talk to someone I think.” Your dad said before leading his wife away to the car. 

     You shrugged before going to find your boyfriend. When you found him, you realized he wasn’t alone, Reggie was with him. “Oh god.” You muttered under your breath as you approached them. 

    “Oh, hey sis. Good job on your game.” He said before continuing his malicious staring at Jughead. “Reggie, what are you doing?” You asked. He turned to you again. “Just finding my answers from this little freak here.” He turned back to Jughead who only looked at him with a pissed stare. 

     "So, are you gonna answer my question? It was you who killed Blossom huh?“ "I didn’t.” Jug spat. “What’s it to you anyway Reggie? Just leave him alone.” You said as your eyes met Jughead’s a couple times. “Because my coach has been non-stop breathing down my neck thinking it was me! I figured I can try to catch the person who did it so he’d leave me alone. And I bet it was him.” Reggie stayed as he looked at Jughead.

     "Reggie stop. Leave Jughead alone, he didn’t do anything.“ You said as you tried to shove Reggie away from him. "Oh, so you’re friends and with the little freak. Wouldn’t put it past you, you’ve always been weird. You know, I wonder if it was you that killed him.” He said. Your jaw dropped. 

    “What the hell Reggie. Are you really accusing me of murder!? Murder Reggie, that’s insane. And besides, you know I was at an early softball practice on July 4th. And Jughead and I met up right after to hang out so why don’t you take your stupid accusations somewhere else.” You snapped at your brother. 

     "Why are you protecting him? This little geek is just a stupid nobody that nobody likes.“ He growled. "I like him! Reggie, he’s sweet, and funny, and caring… and all the things you aren’t!” He stopped and stared at you analyzing your words carefully. 

     "Wait… are you two… oh no way.“ His eyes widened as he looked back and forth between the two of you. "Back off Reggie.” You spat as he his shoulders slumped and he walked off giving you one last glare before disappearing around the corner. 

     You grinned as you looked over to Jughead who was in shock. “Well, so much for not telling him.” He commented with a sly smirk before wrapping you in his arms and congratulating you on your win.


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    A/N: This was mostly written as a personal / cathartic piece. I considered keeping this private, but then I realized someone else out there might need this as badly as I did. This is by far the most emotionally taxing piece I have ever written. The content is heavy and I cried while writing it, so be careful if you choose to read on. Please do not read if you are triggered by self-hate, (self) body-shaming, or similar themes. I would hate to upset anyone else…if you ever need to talk, I’m here.

    Originally posted by nellaey

    She trudged down the stairs, praying that her book would be right where she left it. She had little patience for side quests today. Thankfully, there it sat. On the table she’d been sitting at hours prior. Still opened to the page she’d been memorizing on Draught of Living Death. 

    Hustling toward it, she scooped it up into her arms and turned to head back up to her room. Incredibly eager to fall into her bed and ignore everything for a while. Perhaps forever.

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