I actually burst out into tears when this scene happened oh my god

Dear Evan Hansen, Jul. 13th 2017 (Act 1)

Dear Evan Hansen,

Today’s going to be a good day and here’s why:

Because Michael Lee Brown was on as Evan Hansen, and you get to review him! (and cry a lot more than you already have.)

This is Part 1 of my summary and review! A second part will come soon!

I’m dedicating this whole thing to @neglectedrainbow because they seem to love Michael Lee Brown as much as I do. (I also love their writing and their account)

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Second Chance - Nick Robinson


“Nick Robinson imagine where Nick asked out the reader on a date (which is his crush) and tells her to meet him at this restaurant and hours past by and he never showed up and the reader is upset bc she thought that he actually like her, but he stood her up. And the next day at school she gave him the silent treatment and smacked him across the face and he try’s to make it up to her cuz he really likes her and didn’t mean to stood her up. The rest is up to you. Srry it’s so long😁”

“Miss, would you like to order yet?” The smart looking man was once again stood next to my slouched figure, my eyes tingling with tears as the embarrassment settled in.

This was the 6th time he had been over, In two hours. Yep, two whole hours i was pathetically sat at this small table in this stupidly fancy restaurant.

I should’ve left, I know I should’ve. But there was still that small slither of hope tingling within me, the thought that Nick was going to walk through those doors, greeting me with a beautiful smile.

I was pathetic, really. I shook my head at the tall male, gripping my purse in my small hands before hastily walking away from the table and towards the car park. The air was cold and it nipped painfully at my legs and arms, the wind whipping my hair around my face and shoulders.

Clambering into my car I smacked my hand down on the steering wheel in a burst of anger, the action causing the car to move slightly. Taking deep breaths I straightened out my wind swept hair and brushed away the few tears that had left my eyes and raced down my rosy cheeks.

I had been stood up. I should’ve known the moment the notorious Nick, my own crush, had walked towards me and passed me a slip of paper holding the messy scrawl of details for the night.

“A date” he’d said when my face had show utter confusion, “you and me, Saturday night”. The words had caused my heart to pound harder than ever before, a smile stretching on my lips before I found myself nodding. I should’ve known it was too good to be true. How naive of me to agree so soon and believe that Nick actually had a thing for little old me.

Sighing one more time, I shoved my bag onto the passenger seat and started up my car. I ignored the harsh pricking in my eyes and the knot in my chest as I made my way home. Tomorrow was going to be torture.

“Y/N wait! Hey wait up!” Nicks calls echoed in the hallway, dragging unnecessary attention to me and him. I confined to walk, drowning out his persistent calls with my own thoughts. Clutching my books tighter i weaved between students and kept my head down, surely they already knew what had happened.

A large hand gripped my elbow tightly, the action causing my body to jolt and my arms to release my heavy books onto the carpeted floor. They cluttered messily around my feet, the tanned hand still gripping my elbow as I stood still, the hallway now silent.

“Y/N, Please” Nicks voice held desperation yet I still ignored him. He expected me to talk to him after I had waited and been humiliated by him? Huh, No way!

“Go Away!” My voice was harsh as I ripped my elbow out of his grip and collected my books, I knew my face was red with anger and I didn’t even want to look at Nick, it would only fuel my anger towards him more.

“Why are you being like this!? Just-” He didn’t get to finish. The sound of my slap echoed off the hallway walls, followed by people taking in sharp intakes of breath and gasp in shock as they watched on from the sidelines.

“Don’t you dare! Why am I being like this? Oh just piss off Nick!” I had quite frankly, had enough. I wasn’t going to waste my time any longer on someone who wanted nothing more than a joke to play, he wasn’t worth my time.

Nick stood frozen, his hand covering the side of his face that my hand had collided with. He didn’t look mad, just shocked. His dark hair was messy on his head and his other hand was resting slightly on his bag strap, jaw clenched and eyes filled with determination.

I sighed a heavy sigh, “just don’t okay?” I spoke tiredly, Nicks face softening as he watched me turn and walk away from his stiff figure, what now?

“Can I get everyone’s attention.. HEY! EVERYONE!” My head snapped to the sound of the shout, instantly finding the source I groaned and covered my face with my hands. Here we go.

“So recently, I asked a beautiful girl on a date” cheers erupted from the cafeteria as Nick stood high on one of the tables. “She said yes, go me!” He laughed heartily as his eyes searched the room ,skimming over everyone before he reached me.

“I was excited as hell, I mean who wouldn’t be? I booked a reservation and planned how I was gonna look handsome as fu..dge” more cheers. “.. Only, I never turned up” his head Hung lowly as the cheers and chatter turned to boos and “what the hell Nick!” He started to smile slightly at the response carrying on nonetheless.

“I know, I know. I’m an ass” I nodded along with the groups of people, he really was.

“But I want to make it right. Y/N I really am sorry, and I wanted you to know that I really do like you, I have done for a while” scratching the back of his neck nervously he looked my way for a reaction. My heart was hammering harshly against my rib cage as my face turned a bright Crimson colour, oh my god.

“I want to make it up to you.. If you’d let me” everybody’s eyes were now on me, the bar now set higher than ever.

Nick clambered down from the table, his feet speedily dragging over to my own table, standing right infront of my sitting figure.

“How do I know you’re not lying? I’m not going to be let down again-”

Nick cut me off, his smirk appearing as he covered my mouth with his hand.

“If I was lying, would I do this?” I panicked, do what!?

In seconds his lips were stuck to mine, the soft skin of his own meshing with mine to make a sweet kiss. He gripped my cheeks in his hands and mine went to his hair, the kiss deepening.

Was this really happening?? Oh my god!

He pulled away slowly, teasing as he held my bottom lip in his teeth softly before letting go fully and looking me in the eye.
We just- oh god I hated PDA! who am I turning into??

“So, what do you say? Will you Y/N Y/L/N do me the honour of going on a- well another- date with me?” His eyes held a lot of hope as he stared up at me, his hands still pressing on my face.

I smiled brightly before removing his hands.

“Nope!” I smiled again, the cafeteria bursting into whispers as they all - still - looked on at the current scene.

“Okay so I’ll pick you up- whAT!?” His face was bright red, confusion clouding his features as he stood up abruptly. He was super tall, his body looming over my own small frame; seeing him wound up was actually hot as hell.

“I’m just kidding you idiot. I’ll go on a date with you. but this is the last chance because I really like you Nick and I’m not going to be mess-” his lips were on mine again in another kiss, his hands gripping my hips as he hugged me closer for the second time in the past 10 minutes.

Maybe there is room for second chances.

Originally posted by nick-j-robs

THIS IS LAME AF I APOLOGISE !!! ITS 1:30AM AND IVE HAD A SHIT DAY, I always promise to update and write a lot but so much stuff happens and gets in the way:(( I’m a sucky writer and account holder so I really do apologise. Anyway, this was short as heck but enjoy, sorry for mistakes an crappiness:)))

Musical Screening Q&A

 HUGE thanks to @jjosh-lyman​ / johnsfkennedys (twitter) for sending me her audio recording from the post-screening q&a. ** Please note: the first few minutes are missing and I transcribed this to the best of my abilities **

1. What’s it like working with Ginny?

Josh: It’s been… It’s been.. What has it been?

Ginny: Magical? (Audience laughs)

Josh: (laughs) It’s been magical.  No, it has, it’s been–

Ginny: The best thing that’s ever happened to you! (Audience laughs)

Josh: It’s been, it has been a magical situation. You’re working with another actor who knows you so well. You can be very vulnerable, you can be very open, you can be very brave, you can do all those kinds of things. So yeah, it’s a real gift.

Moderator: I’m feeling the feels, y’all, are you?

2. What is your favorite Disney character or movie?

Adam: This will sound phony, but it is Snow White. (Audience goes aw) 

Ginny: Right answer again!

Adam: It’s true!

Josh: I’m really glad we came to you.

Adam: It was the first movie that I remember seeing as a child and it clearly made an impression.

Ginny: I really like Zootopia because of um– (Audience laughs - can’t hear the rest of her answer) An equally savvy answer would be that we’re very partial to Winnie the Pooh. Pooh was my very first boyfriend and Josh, here, read the entire first Winnie the Pooh book to my belly when I was pregnant with my eldest and that was the first movie that Oliver saw. Then we accidentally bought Sterling Holloway’s house and he was Winnie the Pooh (note: he was the voice actor), so that’s kind of a crazy story. So yeah, Pooh’s got a whole thing. There’s a whole three-line of Pooh in our lives.

Josh: Or we stalk him. (Audience laughs)

Moderator: How about you, David?

David: I am fond of Maleficent and the whole Sleeping Beauty thing.

Moderator: Eddy?

Eddy: I’m gonna go with Alice in Wonderland and just because I like it. (Audience laughs)

3. Back to the musical, even though the songs are new and original, do you take inspiration from the Disney characters the actors portray?

Adam: It’s more like we’ve taken inspiration from the way our actors have realized these characters on the show. You know, we use the disney movies and animated films as a jumping off point, but every one of them has made it their own. So when we started this process, they sat down with Alan and Michael and we really all tried to work together to tailor everything specifically to who these characters are on our show and those guys did an amazing job with the songs and these guys did alright singing them. (Audience laughs)

Eddy: The idea was each episode has the tone of the character so a Snow/Charming episode is different than a Rumple. I think Alan and Michael really captured kind of the character, they were fans of the show, and then the tone & inspiration for each one.

David: Also it was about returning to a S1 feel for all of these characters, which speaks to how we were introduced to them and what the actors brought to those characters, kinda going to really the heart of when we met them and putting it into song.

Moderator: Awesome. So deep. (Audience laughs)

4. For Josh & Ginny, if you could be any other character besides the one you play currently on OUAT, who would it be?

Josh: I’ve always said Rumplestiltskin for sure. Just because Bobby, the actor, gets to play such a huge range. I just think that would be a whole lot of fun.

Ginny: I would be Henry because I wouldn’t have to wear a wig and that would be the closest I would ever get to playing Harry Potter. (Audience laughs)

5. What’s your Disney favorite ride or attraction?

Ginny: Haunted Mansion.

Josh: Pirates.

Eddy: Pirates! Haunted Mansion too, it’s close.

Josh: I also like Indiana Jones.

Adam: It’s a tie between Pirates and Star Tours. There’s like 94 possibilities.

(Someone said Space Mountain - can’t tell who. Maybe David.)

Eddy: The Buena Vista Commissary. There’s a salad bar like right down Dopey Ave. (Audience laughs)

6. Which characters were the most exciting to create a song for?

Josh: (clears throat loudly) Answer honestly!

Alan & Michael (note: I can’t tell which is which): I mean, Zelena was… Yeah.

Josh: Alright, nice to see you (note: I assume he gets up halfway as a joke)

A&M: We had to test you there.

Eddy: It’s hard to say who.. It’s like your favorite child.

Ginny: Us obviously. (Audience laughs)

Eddy: I think, for us, it was really just exciting to do as many as we could. You know, I think we weren’t sure how many songs we could take on, we weren’t sure we could do any of it and, you know, literally these guys wrote 7 original songs and they started meeting in December so… if you have a birthday or anniversary coming up, Alan & Michael~

Moderator: Anything to add, David?

David: Nope. (Audience laughs)

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Fic Request: Untitled

26.“The diamond in your engagement ring is fake.”
Steve Rogers x Reader
Words: 1070
For the beautiful @shamvictoria11 Hope you like it!! I’m sorry this took me so long!

Y/N didn’t even try to hide the ugly cry that she was experiencing right now. Sam and Bucky didn’t know why she was crying or what to do about it. The three of them were sitting the back of the jet while Natasha flew them back to the compound. The mission had been simple and successful. She wasn’t injured anywhere to either man could tell. Bucky kneeled in front of her while Sam sat next to her on the floor where she sank down as soon as they were on the jet, both men trying to calm her down enough to tell them what was actually wrong. But she just shook her head, tears streaming down her face, and saying, “He’s going to hate me.”

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In The Arms of Another

Modern AU

Lafayette x Reader

Author: Lil Laddie

Words: 2122

Warnings: Swearing, cheating, slight angst

A/N: Hey I felt really bad about not posting for a week, so I’m editing a second imagine for today rn! I know this wasn’t exactly a request, but I took it as one because I’ve wanted to right something like this for a while. I hope you have an amazing day or night!! I LOVE YOU CUTIES!!

Request: Hi! So I really love your work– it’s amazing, really! But I was wondering: in the Lafayette fox “A Year of Memories” I believe, there’s a scene of angst where Lafayette thinks you kissed Jefferson?? I tried looking for it but didn’t find it. I’m sorry if I’m being a bother but could you link it if it’s already written, and just floating around? If it’s not already written, and just a wip, I understand. I hope you have a good night/day! -Anon

“This is gonna be so fun!” You exclaimed, dragging Laf up the steep hill.

“I know, that’s the tenth time you’ve said that.” Laf chuckled, making you scoff.

“You’re exaggerating. I said it seven times at most! Besides, can you blame me? It’s finally spring! We can finally have a nice picnic and just enjoy the sun.” You grinned, causing one to form on Lafayette’s face as well.

“Eh, I don’t really enjoy spring that much.” Laf said sarcastically, causing you to roll your eyes.

“You’re lying!” You huffed, slightly out of breath from finally having climbed the tall hill.

“No it’s true! Compared to you, spring is nothing, mon cher.” Laf smirked, putting an arm around your shoulder and pressing a kiss to your temple.

“That wasn’t even smooth. I’m very disappointed in your attempts at flirting.” You said, pushing yourself out of his loose grip.

“Wow, maybe I won’t go back down to the car and get us the drinks out of the car now.” Lafayette shook his head, laying out the picnic blanket he had been carrying.

“No! It was smooth, I promise. I’m practically swooning!” You protested, placing a kiss to his cheek.

“Fine, I’ll go get the drinks. Don’t start eating without me!” Laf exclaimed, wiggling his finger in your face before he began to walk down the hill.

“No promises!” You called after him, hearing him chuckle as he made his way back to the car.

You couldn’t stop the wide grin on your face. You didn’t understand how he could have such a power over you. Then again, you sometimes forgot how you had him completely wrapped around your finger.

You began to take things out of the picnic basket and place them on the blanket. You didn’t hear someone come up from behind you. When they placed a gentle hand on your shoulder, you couldn’t stop the horrified screech that left your mouth.

“Wow! It’s just me!” Thomas said in between bursts of laughter.

“Sorry, I just wasn’t expecting you to get back here so fast.” You shrugged, not looking back at him as you continued to unpack the basket.

From behind you, Thomas furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. He then remembered the small bun that his hair was pulled up in. His eyes lit up with an idea and a smirk made it’s way on his face.

“I am very fast, mon amour.” Thomas said, the french accent almost a little too thick.

“No need to brag, babe.” You laughed, still not looking up from your task.

“Kiss me?” Thomas asked you, the smirk still on his face.

“You know you don’t have to ask, Laf.” You smiled, letting Thomas pull you in for a kiss.

The kiss was more rough than you were used to. Lafayette would only kiss you like this if you were alone at home. Never in public had he shoved his tongue harshly against your own. Starting to feel slightly uncomfortable, you pushed back against his chest to escape the kiss.

“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?” Laf screamed, pulling Thomas roughly off of you.

“Laf?” You asked in confusion before looking between the two of them. Dear god, you had just made a horrible mistake.

“Thomas, why are you kissing (Y/N)?” Laf growled, staring down Thomas with more hatred than you could ever imagine Laf having.

“Uh…well…” Thomas stuttered looking for a way to get out of the mess he had created.

“I could kill you right here and no one would know.” Laf threatened, his voice getting lower and quieter.

“Well, Laf I wasn’t the only one doing the kissing. You did see (Y/N) kissing me back right?” Thomas chuckled nervously, trying to direct the attention away from him.

Lafayette’s expression faltered for a second. No longer did he seem scary and intimidating, but a man who was lost and heartbroken. After staring at you for a few seconds, Laf turned back to Thomas and gave him a hard right hook.

“Oh my god!” You shouted, having heard the crack come from Thomas’s nose.

Laf turned to look at you before shaking his head and storming off. You chased after him, calling his name but he didn’t even flinch. He was acting as if you weren’t even there. Luckily, he waited for you to get in the car before flooring it back to your apartment.


“You kissed him…” Laf trailed off, tears streaming down his face.

“It’s not like that Laf, listen to me!” You cried, trying to get him to pay attention to what you were saying.

“What do you mean it’s not like that? That’s what happened, you kissed him. Am I not enough, (Y/N)?” Laf choked, a sob fighting it’s way to come out of his throat.

“Laf, Thomas had his hair pulled up in a bun. I was too focused on making sure the food hadn’t spoiled to actually look at him. I thought he was you!” You exclaimed, trying to make him understand what happened.

“You don’t need to lie to me, (Y/N). Thomas is a good man, I’m sure he could make you happy.” Laf sighed, turning to walk away from you.

“Laf, you’re not hearing what I am saying! I would never just kiss Thomas, he looked and was acting like you! I didn’t know!” You yelled after Laf as he walked away.

“It’s okay, I’m not mad…I just wish it hadn’t ended this way.” Laf said softly, not looking back at you once.

“Lafayette.” You whispered, crying as he slammed the door of the apartment.

You wrapped your hands around yourself, stumbling over to the couch where you began to sob uncontrollably. You had no one to blame for this, but yourself. If you had just been more careful than you wouldn’t have made the man you love walk out the door.


Laf tried to silence the sobs crawling up his throat as he left the apartment building and began to walk towards Alex’s apartment. He had trusted you and you had betrayed him. He could physically feel his heart breaking down into small pieces. Each of those shards stabbing his chest repeatedly.

Two images in Lafayette’s mind appeared again and again on his walk. The first, was you kissing Thomas Jefferson passionately, as you would usually kiss him. The second, was your heartbroken face as he left the apartment. Both of them caused him an immense amount of heartbreak. He didn’t know who he was hurting more by leaving. Himself? Or you?

He finally reached Alex’s apartment that he shared with John and Hercules. He knocked, tears still running down his face as he impatiently waited.

“Lafayette?” Alex asked, his tired eyes looking worriedly over Laf’s red and blotchy face.

“Hey dude, I need your help.” Laf said, pushing past Alex and into the apartment.

“Why are you here at midnight?” Alex asked, following Laf into the living room where John was sitting.

“(Y/N) kissed Thomas.” Laf stated, both boys snapping their heads to look at Lafayette in shock.

“Oh Laf, dude I’m so sorry!” John exclaimed, standing up to wrap Laf in a comforting hug.

“Why would they do this?” Laf’s voice cracked, not fighting the sob that was crawling it’s way up his throat. “I love them and if Thomas makes them happy than I can support that, but why did they have to hurt me like this?”

“Did you ask (Y/N) why they kissed him before you left?” Alex asked, pushing Laf to sit down on the couch next to him.

“They said it was a mistake and they thought it was me! How could you confuse me and Thomas!” Laf flung up his hands in the air in frustration.

“Well…I sometimes get confused when you let your hair down or he pulls it up…” John said cautiously, hoping not to upset his friend more.

“Jefferson did have his hair up, but they should still know the difference! They have been dating me for months now!” Laf sniffed, taking a tissue from the box sitting on the coffee table.

“What exactly happened?” Alex questioned, wanting to know the full story and not just bits and pieces.

“Okay, so I took (Y/N) out to go have a fun little picnic for dinner. I left them at the top of the hill to take the food out while I went to get our drinks from the car. When I came back (Y/N) was kissing Thomas Jefferson! I ripped them apart, punched Thomas in the face and then stormed to the car with (Y/N) following right behind me.” Lafayette told a shortened version of the story.

“This could seriously be a huge misunderstanding. Why don’t you go back home right now and talk to (Y/N). Figure this out together and listen to what they have to say.” John suggested, Alex nodding in agreement.

“You want me to just be okay with (Y/N) kissing another man? You want me to be okay with them cheating on me?” Laf asked in disbelief.

“That’s not what we’re saying! It’s never okay for someone to cheat on you, but (Y/N) is not the type of person to cheat. It’s obvious that they love you more than anything, everything they do shows that. They get pretty focused on the simplest tasks, they probably weren’t paying attention. Just, hear their side of the story before jumping to conclusions. And I mean actually listen, not be blinded by your anger to hear the truth.” Alex gave Laf an encouraging smile.

“You may be right.” Lafayette sighed, feeling slightly stupid for jumping to conclusions without listening to you. “I’m sure that (Y/N) is asleep right now. I will go home in the morning and talk to them about it.”

“Okay dude, you are totally welcome to sleep on the couch.” John offered, standing up from where he sat and stretching.

“Thanks man.” Laf nodded in appreciation. “Where’s Herc?”

“Oh, he left a little bit before you came. He said it was an emergency.” Alex shrugged, slightly defeated from not getting more details before the man had left.

The front door to the apartment opening silenced the three men’s conversation. They could hear quiet sobbing coming from the entry way. The three exchanged worried looks before rushing to where they thought they’d find a crying Hercules. Instead they were met with Hercules holding you tightly as you cried.

“(Y/N)?” Laf asked in shock at the state you were in.

You were in your sweats instead of the nice outfit you had worn for the picnic. Your hair was a complete rat’s nest. Your eyes were red and puffy. Your cheeks were tear stained and had pieces of your hair sticking to it. You were a complete mess and it broke Lafayette’s heart even more than when he had seen you kissing Thomas. The worst part was that he knew he was the reason that you were feeling like this. He was the reason you had completely broken down.

“I’m so sorry Laf! I thought it was you, I swear! I would never purposely hurt you like that. I love you. I love you more than anything!” You cried out between hiccups, Herc rubbing your back in soothing circles.

“Oh (Y/N)!” Laf swooped you up in his arms, trying to dry the never ending pool of tears leaving your eyes. “I should have listened to your side of the story. I didn’t mean to hurt you either! I love you too, mon amour. Please stop crying!”

“I’m sorry.” You whispered, putting your arms around his waist and digging your face into his neck.

“I forgive you.” Laf whispered back to you, pulling your shaking body closer to his.

Laf kissed the top of your head as you tried to calm your crying. Lafayette silently scolded himself for not listening to what you had to say. He never wanted to cause you this much pain for something that was an honest mistake. Now Thomas on the other hand…well the next day he would be getting a lot of bad karma for taking advantage of you. Laf and the boys would make sure of that.

“Can we go home?” You asked, finally had regained your composure.

“Of course.” Laf smiled, grabbing your hand in his and letting you lead him out of the apartment and back down the street towards your own.

Even if you had an argument that night, Laf was just glad to be going home with the one he loved knowing they felt the same for him. He was glad to be going home with you.

The Contest-Part 19

To celebrate Supernatural’s 15th season, the producers have decided to hold a contest to cast an unknown in a recurring role as Sam’s rumored love interest.  They are doing open casting calls all over the country.  Your best friend Nikki wants to go and she drags you along.

A/N: My inspiration for Nikki is the one and only Red, AKA@oriona75.  So I am actually telling two stories here, Jared and Readers, and Sam and Gemini’s.  It flips back and forth, so try and keep up! :)

Characters: Jared Padalecki, Reader, Best friend Nikki(OC) Jensen Ackles, Misha Collins, Mark Sheppard, Mark Pellegrino, Rory Montgomery (OC), PA Emily (OC) Cliff, Other Supernatural cast and crew

Master List

Part 1 (all parts are linked)

“That’s your brother?” Sam’s surprise was evident.

I wiped a tear from my eye. I’d mourn Leo later, in private. “Crowley said he was a demon and Lucifer’s right-hand man, remember?”

Dean looked extremely annoyed. “Still don’t get why you let him go, Gem.“

“Because Dean, demon or not I know my brother. He is beyond pissed Lucifer didn’t tell him I was Sam’s soulmate. I could hear it in his voice. Sowing the seeds of discord between them could work in our favor.”

“He knew our plan, Gem. Now we can’t do the spell.” Sam commented.

“My brother may be a demon, but he still thinks like a guy, Sam.”

Sam and Dean exchanged puzzled glances. They had no idea where I was going with this. Clueless men!

“Let me explain. Most women have warmer weather clothes and cooler weather clothes. My cooler weather clothes I store away when I don’t need them.” I explained.

I walked into what I assumed was Missouri’s bedroom and opened the large closet. Flicking on the light, I began to dig around. Within a few minutes, I had found what I was looking for. I held up a cream-colored cardigan with several dark, wiry hairs clinging to it.

“Is Missouri African-American?“ I asked. Sam nodded.

“Bingo,” I stated triumphantly.

“Damn She’s good,“ Dean remarked to Sam.

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anonymous asked:

8i for the ficlet thing

Ahhhhhh I don’t know how to make things short anymoreeeeee.


Dr. Merlin Emrys was the best forensic scientist in Camelot City. He was detailed and thorough in everything he did. There was never a scrap of evidence out of place or a particle forgotten when Merlin was working on a case. It was probably the only reason Super Special Agent Prat-dragon put up with Merlin for so long. Especially when Merlin called his boss, Special Agent Arthur Pendragon, any variation of his real name. It was a miracle Merlin hadn’t been sacked for insubordination.

Arthur usually said that he only kept Merlin around because no one else could identify ‘random shit’ like Merlin could. Merlin took it as a compliment since the evidence he found was usually essential to their cases. Once Arthur even admitted that without Merlin his team would have been dead in the water on a few cases.

Despite all Arthur’s talk, Merlin was fairly certain that Arthur kept him around because Arthur actually liked him. Merlin had been added to Pendragon’s team five years ago, and despite a rocky start, Merlin and Arthur had clicked within that first year. Their minds worked in sync and as soon as Arthur had something, Merlin was one step behind him. They were two peas in a pod, despite the fact that they bantered more than they talked. They saw each other everyday. If it wasn’t at the morning report, it was lunch in the cafeteria, or Arthur visiting Merlin in his lab. Arthur often brought Merlin his favorite coffee from Dragons Cafe with a perfect amount of whipped cream (too much whipped cream in Arthur’s opinion). Merlin also knew that Arthur went in person to get the coffee, instead of sending a terrified lackey, because the cups always said ‘Arthur’ on the sides. They had become a pair, and Merlin had thought perhaps if they hadn’t met at work…there would be something more there too.

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Coma - Jughead x reader

Request: could you do an imagine where the reader is suffering from depression and selfharm and jughead founds out?

Warnings: Triggering, depression, self-harm, car accident, death 

Word count: 3546!!!

A/N: This may be triggering, please don’t read if you’re easily triggered loves. Also after I publish this i will get to writing Addicted part 2! Feel free to give me feedback, ask questions or request! Peace and Love x

All you remember is screeching tires and your mother screaming. Then it all went black.

You and your parents were out for family dinner at Pops, you were having a good time, sipping away at your chocolate milkshake you smiled at your parents, they were so in love and you adored that about them, you hoped one day you would find a love like that.

On the drive home you had stopped at a stop sign and your father turned to your mother and smiled, “I love you” he whispered to her, her eyes lit up every time he told her he loved her, she kissed his cheek and as she pulled away she screamed.


A truck driver lost control of his semi and it smashed into your family car. Your mother, father and the truck driver had died, you were the only survivor, but you didn’t know that yet.

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anonymous asked:

i wanna hear all about the cursed child when you finish it haha i've only seen spoilers so far but oh boy lol


a) everything Scorpius Malfoy says and does will make you want to strap on armour and charge into battle for love of him, 

b) one of Scorpius’s first lines is ‘I’ve always regarded the Pepper Imp as the king of the confectionary bag’, which renders the whole Everyone Thinks Scorpius Is Voldemort’s Son subplot/mystery UTTERLY UNNECESSARY because OF COURSE THIS RIDICULOUS CHILD IS THE FRUIT OF DRACO MALFOY’S LOINS, 

c) Draco gets some weighty shit to say/is just Redemption Arc AF all the way through, so 


e) Draco gets to join The Gang for World-Saving Hijinks, which means 

f) some scenes are DRARRY AF AS FUCK, but mainly 

g) everything about this play will make you Team Malfoy Forever, holy shit, like, wtf, 

h) at one point Harry and Draco are duelling and Draco goes ‘Keep up, old man’ and Harry’s like ‘WE’RE THE SAME AGE, DRACO’ which made me laugh so hard I had to put the book down for a good five minutes, 

i) it also bears mentioning that RON AND HERMIONE ARE IN LOVE IN EVERY TIMELINE, god bless @whoever the hell wrote this thing, 

j) speaking of whoever wrote this thing, they took the whole ‘Harry couldn’t really hear the commentary during the first Triwizard Task very well from his position in the Champions’ Tent’ and handed us Ludo Bagman yelling DOG DIGGITY, CEDRIC DIGGORY, YOU ARE A DOGGY DYNAMO! which I will be forever thankful for, 

k) Albus and Scorpius make their great escape off the Hogwarts Express while it’s in motion and the trolley witch turns into a terrifying Immortal Guardian of the Train and hurls explosive pasties at them, while casually dropping into the admittedly weird conversation that Fred’n’George and the Marauders all tried to get off the train while it was moving, EMPHASIS ON ‘TRIED’, 

l) turns out my SCORP LAD WOT LAD “joke” was completely inaccurate as, world-ending and illegal shenanigans aside, Scorpius and Albus are BORING NERDS, but 

m) their entire relationship is a personification of the ‘I would follow you to the ends of the earth with only mild complaining’ text post, and 

n) I am 100% positive that by the time they turn 16 they will be Experimenting and Laughing It Off while also Staring Wistfully At Each Other While The Other One’s Not Paying Attention, because oh my god, they are completely smitten with each other, LITERALLY, 

o) when plot things happen and Harry won’t let them see each other anymore, there’s an ENTIRE MONTAGE of them being DESOLATE AND DISTRAUGHT, the word “heartbroken” is used about both of them, Draco bursts into Harry and Ginny’s house like ‘MY SON IS IN TEARS POTTER, WTF’, it’s all very Fraught and Forbidden Romance-y, and when they’re allowed to be friends again they’re like ‘you’re… the best person I know… you… make me stronger…’ ‘…!! … that’s so nice… I didn’t like my life without you in it… !!!’ and then Albus tells Scorpius he’s kind from the depths of his belly to the tips of his fingers which is the most ROMANTIC SHIT I HAVE EVER READ IN MY LIFE, ALBUS POTTER GOT GAME SON, but anyway, they’re in love, fight me, WHAT ELSE? 

p) Harry does all the cooking, 

q) Draco gets excited about a farmer’s market, 

r) Ron is the fucking best person on planet earth, probably, 

s) Harry and Draco burst into Slytherin and try to get up to the dormitory to find Albus and Scorpius and this one kid is yelling at them like ‘PARENTS AREN’T ALLOWED IN THE HOUSE COMMON ROOMS WITHOUT THE EXPRESS PERMISSION OF-’ and McGonagall just appears and says ‘Please don’t be tiresome, Craig’ and honestly if I was Craig I’d never show my face again, 

t) I forgot to mention that in the weird Voldemort Day Blood Ball Scorpion King AU Scorpius gets to talk to Snape and blah blah blah plot Snape is giving him a pep talk like ‘Think about Albus. You’re giving up your kingdom for Albus, right? One person. All it takes is one person.’ which is just… indescribably romo, and 

u) in the Voldemort Day Blood Ball Scorpion King AU dark Draco Malfoy is still better at dadding than regular timeline Harry Potter, which I don’t think any of us saw coming, 

v) Harry asks Draco what he wanted to do as a grown-up when he was a kid and Draco says ‘Quidditch. But I wasn’t good enough. Mainly I wanted to be happy.’ which is honestly just fucking savage and I can’t believe I lived through it, ALSO I had to read the line ‘It is exceptionally lonely, being Draco Malfoy’ with my own eyes, so I’m taking tomorrow off work, 

w) this incredibly soul-baring and candid convo comes on the heels of HARRY COMING FOR DUMBLEDORE(’S PORTRAIT) ABOUT HOW DUMBLEDORE TREATED HARRY AND I HAVE LITERALLY NEVER FELT MORE ALIVE. he yells at Dumbledore until Dumbledore is LITERALLY WEEPING. I don’t even want to tell you what he says because you all need to experience that moment of cleansing rightness in your lives, 

x) despite all the batshit plot things, the play actually deals with all the characters’ traumas FAR BETTER than the series ever did. we get actual GINNY and TOM RIDDLE shit in this play guys! it gets talked about! how it affected Ginny gets talked about! Harry has nightmares! Harry vents his feelings! Draco tells Harry about how alone he felt and how that sent him to such a bad place! Draco, Ginny and Harry understand each other and bond over shared trauma! who the fuck expected this! not fucking me! 

y) I was emotional as hell throughout because I’m nothing if not dramatic but there’s a bit towards the very end involving HAGRID, THE BEST DUDE, that legit made me sob my little heart out from the agony of two decades’ worth of accumulated feelings about this series, 

 z) so yeah. Harry has to watch his parents die because Albus is a rebellious little emo gobshite who got a crush on a live-action DeviantArt OC from 2005 called Delphi who has silvery-blue hair and is secretly Voldemort and Bellatrix’s lovechild, BUT WHO CARES, I FUCKING LOVE HARRY POTTER AND I HAD THE TIME OF MY LIFE READING THIS OFFICIALLY SANCTIONED CRACKFIC, 10/10, WOULD EXPERIENCE PURE JOY AGAIN!!!!!

[Villain!Deku AU] Lunchtime


Bakugou Katsuki eats his lunches alone.

Because, like Kaminari said in the bus before they went to USJ, people of Class 1-A has already know that Bakugou Katsuki is a volatile person who is also oddly melancholic at times. People know that Bakugou Katsuki is an unpleasant person, so it isn’t really surprising to see that nobody ever come up to his desk and say ‘let’s go to cafeteria’. When the recess bell rings, Katsuki goes on his own to the cafeteria to eat some good shit in company of nobody. He even has a specific seat, a two-person booth just next to the garbage disposal, it’s his spot and nobody ever sits there because it's his spot. Katsuki doesn’t really need anyone to share a meal with, anyway.

But just one week after the entire USJ accident, Katsuki was utterly utterly pissed when he saw someone sitting on his booth. But he very nearly drop his tray of food when he found fucking Deku sitting on his booth in Lunchrush Cafeteria like it was nobody’s business.

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Eric Coulter x Reader [Divergent]

Request: Can you make me an Eric imagine with fluff in it? - @jasonmccannsgirl8699

I am embarrassed about how long it took for me to make this for you and I’m sorry but I hope you enjoy it nevertheless. I’m also not sure if this is fluffy enough but I find it hard to write pure fluff for Eric.

Words: 732

[Oh my gosh you guys I just found TWELVE almost finished Eric Coulter imagines on an USB wtf I had forgotten about them. This one is inspired and kind of a rewritten version of two of them]

Warnings: Swearing, drinking, death of a family member, crying, some awkward making out thrown in there too. (Seriously. I can’t write makeout scenes.)

Not as much fluff as I had intended to



My head and hands felt numb. Everything felt numb. There were tears running down my cheeks, which I tried to wipe away with shaky hands. I wanted to throw up. What was the time? Wait, when did I get here? It took me some time to focus and when I remembered where I was, a whimpering sound left my lips. My hands were just as shaky as before when I put the bottle down and stood up. I think everyone avoided me. Maybe it was because I told them to fuck off. Or maybe it was because I pushed over that chair and burst down sobbing on the floor. Wait, that actually happened? Oh, god. Everything was a blur.

Once again I tried to wipe my tears away with shaky hands while I let my feet lead me through the maze. They were cold. Where were my shoes? Reaching my final destination I lifted my hand to knock on the door. There was some shuffling from inside the door, before Eric opened his door.

“(y/n), what are you doing here?” he asked his voice slightly hoarse. You’d think I’d miss something like that, but no. I didn’t. Apparently he wasn’t wearing a shirt either. Seems like a missed that though. I think he got kind off fed up with me just staring at him looking thoughtful, as he grabbed my elbow and led me into his apartment. My thoughts soon came back to why I was here, and my heart dropped as a stone to the pit of my stomach. 

Trying to force my eyes open I let out a soft groan.  The light was burning my eyes and my head was hurting. Soon I realized that I was not lying in the same bed I had been waking up in since I came to Dauntless, but a nicer and comfier one. Getting out of Eric’s bed, I leaned against the wall, feeling the blood rush from my head. Eric must have heard me, because moments later he walked into the room handing me a glass of water.

“I’m sorry I’m such a pain in the ass” I scrunch up my face slightly as I take a gulp of the cold water. Eric wrapped his arms around me, his lips connecting to my neck. As soon as his lips left my skin, I pushed my lips against his, just barely opening my mouth. He softly bit my lip. None of us wanted to stop it seemed like, so when the make out session finally ended we were both quite flustered.

“Sure you’re a pain in the ass, but ironically I find that it’s part of your charm” Eric said sitting down on his bed. I sat down beside him with a small smile, and even though that small smile wanted to fade off my face I forced it to stay.

“Yeah, but I truly am sorry I was such a mess yesterday. I barely remember anything, and I don’t even know if that’s just because I was sad or if I drank a little bit too much.” I said kind of awkwardly, rubbing my face in my hands.

“So, why the breakdown?” He asked. I felt like I was suffocating and my eyes filled with tears once again when I tried to answer him.

“Uh, I… It’s just… My brother died yesterday” squeaked covering my face with my hands. Eric put a hand on my back rubbing it comfortingly.

“I’m sorry”

“Don’t be. He was in a lot of pain so I suppose it must have been a kind of relief for him.” It was hard talking because of the lump in my throat. “It was just; he always took care of me you know? Sebby taught me to be the person I am today. He helped me with well… My life. Without him I would never have come this far” I chuckled dryly and took a small sip of my almost forgotten water, before wiping my eyes with the back of my hands.

“I know how it feels losing someone you care about” Eric softly answered. If I wasn’t so sad I might have laughed. Eric? Soft? He cleared his throat as he seemed to try to get himself together again.

“Anyways, life is shit. People die. We all just have to find our own ways to deal with it”


Make it work -Jide

hoodminter said to simplysdmn: Hello, I love your imagines and if your request are still open could you and imagine where you are a musician and have to kiss someone in your music video but JJ won’t let it happen so the director eventually get JJ to play the love interest. Could you include the fans reaction? 

A/N: Hey babe, thank you so much and I hope you like this. 


My face was being poked and prodded for about 3 hours and I was already falling asleep. I kept waking up when I was told to open my eyes so they could fix something or if they needed to apply something new. All I needed in that moment of time was a cup of some sort of coffee to wake me up and keep me buzzed for the rest of the day. 

I looked over at where my manager was at and wondered if I could take a break because I couldn’t handle being sat in that chair any longer. Instead I saw JJ with a Starbucks cup in his hand. I smiled at the thoughtfulness of him which in result I got scolded at because apparently smiling can ‘crease my makeup’. I rolled my eyes and motioned for Jide to come over when he caught a glimpse of me.

My manager shooed and the artists away to get their own break as I got my own. He handed me my coffee and smiled.

“A very special coffee for a very special lady.” He leaned down and gave me a kiss. “How are you?” 

“Very tired. I’m completely knackered.” I sighed and pouted. 

“I know babe, it’ll be over before you know it. Drink up! You’ll need it.” I offered him a large smile and carefully drank the coffee as quick as I could.

“Thank you Jide.” The team came back and said I had to get dressed. I said my goodbye before I was dragged away.

I slipped into the dress with the help of the kind costume designer.

“Was that your boyfriend?” Lisa said.

“Yeah, I told him not to come because we were going to be in here for so long and he’d get bored.” I laughed, shaking my head. 

“You know how boys are. Have you told him about the kissing scene?” I widened my eyes. It had totally slipped my mind to tell Jide at all.

“Jesus Lisa, you’re only after reminding me. I totally forgot. He’s going to kill everyone, oh God.” 

“I’m sure he’ll understand. You’re under so much stress, sometimes things will slip your mind and there’s nothing you can do about it.” She calmed me down and we walked out of the dressing room. She then nodded and I went pull JJ outside.

“JJ, I need to talk to you for a couple of minutes.” He nodded and took my hand as he walked me outside.

“What’s up? Everything good?” I nodded.

“Yeah except the fact that I may have forgotten to tell you something very important that may or may not get you angry.” He gave me a confused look but motioned for me to continue talking.

“Well in the last scene we have to do, we have to kiss. I have to kiss the model that they have gotten for the music video.” He stayed silent for a couple of seconds making my heart rate increase by a mile.

“Y/N, out of all things you’ve forgotten to tell me this is what you choose.” He laughed, making me calm down slightly.

“So you’re ok with it?” I smiled making him give me a weird look.

“No, they can swap me in for that guy.” I huffed.

“JJ that’s not how it works!” He shrugged walking towards the door.

“I’m going to making it work.” He smiled broadly, knowing I was getting frustrated.

“JJ.” I dragged his name out and he mocked me in return.

“Jide, they’re gonna get so mad. Please don’t do this.” I pleaded.

“Let them get mad, if they’re smart they’ll realize there’s going to be a better chemistry if I play the love interest.”

“If I get in trouble, I swear I’m never talking to you ever again.” I pouted walking around him and back into the venue. Lisa walked towards me immediately and asked what he said.

“He’s not mad but he wants them to swap out the model for him so there will be a better ‘chemistry’ or in other words he’s going to get jealous and will probably knock the poor guy out.” We both laughed at the mess he was getting himself into. We looked over to where he was and he was looking very annoyed. I assumed things weren’t going his way. He looked over at me looking for help. I shrugged and sipped my coffee.

“Olajide, I’m sorry but we cant do that. We already have the model booked we can’t let them go right now and we’ve paid them in advance we can’t let that happen.”

“I don’t care, I’ll pay back what you paid him just to make up for the cost.” My manager pulled the team away and had a very quite discussion. He walked over to me and huffed.

“I told you, you never listen to me.” I poked his chest.

“You’re annoying.” He pouted.

“So are you!” I giggled. They called him over and began talking quietly. From the look on his face, I could tell that his plan was going forward. I looked over at Lisa who was shaking her head, laughing.

“Start on him.” My manager yelled, making a bunch of the makeup and hair team drag him to a chair. I was also pulled from one side of the venue to go over the plan and what we were doing for the last few scenes.

“Alright Y/N, you just have to dance there and JJ you walk in. Dance for a couple of seconds and then the kiss. Good?” We both nodded and walked back to our designated spots. The music started playing and did what we were told. I started swaying to the music and, JJ pushed through the extra’s that were playing as other people in the nightclub. He reached me and put his hands on my waist and danced. 

We danced for a couple of seconds before he pulled me in for a kiss. It was long and passionate but it wasn’t sloppy. For a split second, I felt embarrassed. I remembered that everyone was looking at us but that embarrassment faded away when he pulled me in even more and leaving no space between us.

“And, cut!” The director yelled. “That was perfect guys! We’re all wrapped up! The video will be emailed to you just to see if you like it just before it’s sent to production to see if you like it. Yeah?” I nodded and walked to the dressing room to get changed into my comfortable clothes so I could go home.

JJ and I said goodbye to everyone before going to get dinner.

“Hey guys! So today I am joined with a very special guest. If you haven’t been living under a rock, I have a girlfriend and her name is Y/N Y/L/N.” I waved at the camera.

“She is indeed a singer and she just released a banging music video to her song which will be linked down below. Tell them what we are doing today!” He looked over at me and made me giggle.

“JJ if you keep looking at me like that I’m not going to concentrate.” He laughed and just smothered me with kisses making me laugh harder.

“OK, OK! We’re reacting to you guys reacting us. I was told specifically not to watch these in advance by Jide so these are raw reactions. Is that good enough for you?” I asked him playfully. He nodded in response and clicked onto the first video. 

The first reaction was happy thoughts and that they really liked the video in general and that the kiss was amazing. The second reaction was a couple dancing along to the song and they just reacted to the song not the actual video which was ok for me because I could tell it was an enjoyable song for others. The last video was 2 girls sat in front of their computer and they were already screaming at the intro of the video.

“Oh my God, she looks so fucking good.” They yelled. They sang loudly along with the songs and imitated the dance that I had learned for the video. Then the bit where JJ had to appear came up and they freaked out.

“Fuck! It’s JJ!” One of them screamed letting the other one off. I laughed at their cuteness and couldn’t wait to see the reaction when they saw me and JJ kiss.

“No way, they aren’t going to kiss are they?”

“If they do, I’ll actually cry.” The kissing scene appeared and one of them burst into tears.

“This is actually goals.” I looked over at JJ who looked utterly confused with what was happening in front of him. I laughed at him.

“Well guys, I don’t have a clue with what the fuck just happened.” JJ sighed, laughing slightly. We finished off the video and he said he’d start editing tomorrow.

“I think I should be in your music videos if were going to get that kind of response.” He smirked.

“I’m pretty sure the whole team completely hates you now.” He nodded.

“Well, we can make a music video of our own if they wont let me join next time.” He laughed, carrying me to my bed.

Lead The Way Pt. 2 (Jared Kleinman X Reader)

WC: 3247

Warnings: Fluff, implications of sex

Summary: It’s time for Y/N to meet Jared’s parents, and they’re both nervous. Their meddling drama teacher and friends aren’t helping to ease the nerves.

A/N: Ayyy, it’s the part 2 no one asked for!! Enjoy 

Y/N’s P.O.V

“You what?” Zoe exclaimed loudly into the phone, and I pulled it away from my ear. “Easy Murphy. Yes, I kissed him.” I replied, still a little giddy from kissing Jared. As soon as he left (and kissed me again) I grabbed my phone and called Zoe. “Christ Y/N. Wait, how did this happen again?” Zoe asked, disbelief thick in her tone. “He kinda bowled me over in the halls, we got partnered up together for a History project, I kinda gave him a boner.” I went to continue but Zoe cut me off with a screech. “You never told me about the boner! Oh my God. Oh my God.” Zoe said and I felt my cheeks heat up. “Unimportant. Anyway, he walked me home, my mom was weird and said I had to bring him in the house, he kissed me on the cheek, asked me to the prom, I kissed him, mom gave us coffee, he kissed me and then he went home. Easy.” I said and Zoe scoffed, and I imagined she was raising her eyebrows. “So, you got a prom date, gave a guy a boner and had your first kiss all in the one afternoon? I’m very impressed Y/L/N.” Zoe said and I chuckled, absentmindedly walking around the room. “Thanks Murphy.” I went to say something else but a knocking at my bedroom door interrupted me. “Y/N, honey? Can I come in?” Mom asked and I cursed internally. “I’m so sorry Zoe, but I have to go. I’ll see you tomorrow.” I said, hanging up the phone. “Come in mom!” I said and the door opened, revealing my mother. “Hey honey.” Mom said and I smiled at her. “Hey mom. What’s up?” I asked, sitting down on my bed. “Nothing much. I just wanted to tell you that I can see that you really like Jared, and he really likes you.” Mom said and I felt my cheeks go pink. “I’m serious Y/N. You two had the same look in your eyes as you father and I did when we first started dating. Although my relationship with your father didn’t end very well, I can tell that yours will.” Mom said, placing a hand on my knee. I blinked back the tears that were beginning to form and wrapped my mom in a hug. She returned the embrace eagerly, patting my back. “I kissed him, mom.” I whispered and mom pulled away slightly, a smile forming on her face. “Your first kiss, baby girl! I’m so proud of you. Also, I won’t lie, Jared is handsome.” Mom said and I fake gagged, rolling my eyes. “Mom!” I said, pushing her away slightly. She chuckled and pressed a kiss to my forehead. “The sentiment is still there Y/N. You can tell Jared that he’s welcome to stop by for dinner anytime he wants.” Mom said and I smiled, giving her a little wave as she left my room. I pulled out my phone and noticed that I had an unread text. I opened it and chuckled slightly as I read it.

Unknown number

Hi Y/N, it’s Jared. I just wanted to text you and make sure that you had my number. Also, I was just wondering if you wanted to stop by my place tomorrow and have dinner? (My parents wanted to meet you the minute I told them about you, so I thought tomorrow night would be the most appropriate timing)

I saved Jared’s number into my contacts and sent him a reply.

To: #1 Nerd 👓❤️

Hey Jared. I’d love to have dinner with your family tomorrow night. Btw, my mom said that if you ever wanted to come over again, you’re more than welcome to ❤️

I put my phone down and quickly changed into my pyjamas, making my way down to dinner with a smile on my face. “Oh mom, by the way. I’m going to Jared’s place for dinner tomorrow. His parents want to meet me.” I said between forkfuls of food. “Sure thing. Just text me when you’re on your way home.” Mom said, a slight smirk on her face. “Sure thing mom.” I said cautiously, looking at her strangely. “Just make sure Jared uses protection.” Mom said and I nearly spat out my food. “Oh my God, mom!” I shouted and mom burst into giggles. “I’m going to bed before you can torture me any more.” I said, standing up and kissing mom on the cheek before I traipsed up into my room. I noticed another text from Jared on my phone when I got to my room.

From: #1 Nerd 👓❤️

Awesome. FYI, I’m Jewish, as is my family, so prepare yourself for a good, home cooked Jewish meal. And overbearing parents. Night Y/N.

I settled into bed happily, a smile on my face as I drifted to sleep.

Jared’s P.O.V

“Good morning Jared!” Evan said, a smirk on his face. “Uh, morning Evan.” I said, slightly confused. “Zoe told me what happened yesterday.” Evan said, punching my shoulder. I felt a blush creeping up the back of my neck, and Evan chuckled. “I can’t believe you kissed her, dude.” Evan said and I hummed slightly. “She actually kissed me.” I muttered and Evan arched an eyebrow. “That doesn’t matter! You successfully asked her to the prom, she kissed you, and her mom likes you. Good job.” Evan said, clapping me on the shoulder. “She’s coming over for dinner tonight.” I said and Evan’s smile grew. “We can talk about this later, but for now we have to get to class.” Evan said and I nodded, still a little distracted. “Wait, what class are we going to?” I said and Evan shook his head, chuckling slightly. “You’ve got Drama you doofus.” He said and my eyes widened as I grabbed my books from my locker hurriedly. I slammed the locker door shut and waved goodbye to Evan, making my way to Drama. “Hey Jared!” I heard a voice call and I looked up to see Y/N making her way over to me. I smiled at her and waved with my free hand. “Hey Y/N. How are you?” I said and Y/N shrugged her shoulders. “I’m alright. Quick question, what time should I be at your place for dinner? Also, should I dress up? I don’t want to look like I’m going to McDonald’s.” Y/N said quickly, clearly frazzled. “It’s all good Y/N. You can stop by at around 6:30 and you don’t have to dress up. I’m sure my parents will accept you no matter how you dress, so long as you do wear clothes.” I said and Y/N laughed, her eyes crinkling around the corners. “Thanks Jared. I’ll see you in class.” Y/N said, pressing a kiss to my cheek. I waved at her, watching as she walked away cheerfully. I let out a content sigh, still in disbelief that Y/N Y/L/N was not only my prom date, but actually had feelings for me. I made my way to the drama room, shooting Y/N a smile as the teacher let us in. “Good morning class. Today we will begin working on your assessment, which will be reenacting songs from famous musicals in pairs. This assessment task will count for both your drama and music grades. Now, I’ll let you choose your partner, but your song will be chosen by me.” Mrs Woods said and I nodded, glancing over at Y/N. She smiled at me, and it was an unspoken agreement to work together. She stood up and walked over towards me, sitting down next to me. “Ok, everyone’s in their groups. Time to assign your scenes.” I tuned out a little as she spoke, taking Y/N’s hand in mine. “Jared and Y/N. You two will be performing Seventeen from Heathers.” Mrs Woods said, winking in our direction. Y/N squeezed my hand and I felt a blush begin to creep up the back of my neck. “You’re lucky I’m a Heathers fan, Kleinman. I know this song like the back of my hand. Also, count yourself lucky we didn’t have to do Dead Girl Walking.” Y/N said and I furrowed my eyebrows. “Why’s that?” I asked, grabbing my phone and googling the song. “Dead Girl Walking is pretty much a staged sex scene.” Y/N said casually and my eyes widened. I imagined Y/N and I having to perform that song and I cursed internally. “Oh, ok. This song seems a little more family friendly.” I said and Y/N chuckled, taking a headphone from me and putting it in her ear. She hummed along with the song, and I had to admit, it was a good song. I pulled up the lyrics and read over them, a thought forming in the back of my head. Mrs Woods probably gave Y/N and I this song because it’s the most romantic on her list of songs. Sneaky, sneaky. “We don’t have History today, but I’ll see you at dinner tonight.” Y/N said as we left the drama classroom. “Yeah. I’ll see you tonight.” I said, kissing her cheek as we parted ways. The rest of the day passed in a blur, my only goal to survive until 6:30. I walked home alone, but it didn’t really phase me, because I knew that in a couple of hours Y/N would be at my house. That thought kept me going as the sky darkened, and I heard the doorbell ringing loud and clear.

Y/N’s P.O.V

I rung the doorbell, nervously smoothing my black and red dress. The door suddenly swung open to reveal the slightly stunned face of my kind of boyfriend, but it’s not official yet. “You look… gorgeous. Seriously.” Jared said, and I felt my cheeks heat up. “Thanks Jared.” I said, pecking his lips. I chose to wear red lipstick, and unfortunately some of that ended up on Jared’s lips. I giggled a little as he led me inside, the sound of my heels clicking on the floor echoing around the hallway. “Uh, Jared, I don’t think red is your colour.” I said and Jared arched an eyebrow, but he caught his reflection in a nearby mirror and rubbed his lips fiercely. The lipstick came off on his hand and I chuckled, patting his shoulder reassuringly. “Mom, dad! Y/N is here!” Jared called and I heard footsteps from where I presumed to be the kitchen. “Oh she’s gorgeous!” I heard his mom say and my blush darkened a little. “Thank you Mrs Kleinman.” I said and she laughed a little. “You don’t have to call me Mrs Kleinman, darling. You can call me Meredith.” She said, stretching a hand out towards me. I shook it eagerly and smiled at Meredith. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you Y/N. You won’t believe how long Jared has been going on about you.” Mr Kleinman said, and I looked over at Jared, who was as red as my lipstick. “Believe me, the pleasure is all mine Mr Kleinman.” I said and Jared snaked an arm around my waist. “Well, you two can sit down and chat. Dinner will be ready shortly.” Meredith said and I smiled gratefully at her. Jared and I walked over to the dinner table, and as soon as we sat down I missed the feeling of his hand on my waist. “You look beautiful Y/N. I mean it.” Jared whispered and I rested my head on his shoulder. “You look pretty good yourself Jared.” I whispered back, resting my hand on his knee. “Don’t they just look adorable?” I heard a voice whisper and I looked up at Meredith. “Dinner’s ready you two.” Mr Kleinman said and I nodded, lifting my head off Jared’s shoulder. I took in a deep breath, and my mouth started to water at the scent of the food in front of me. “This looks and smells absolutely delicious.” I said, and Meredith laughed. “Thank you Y/N.” She said and I smiled. “Trust me, you get used to it after a while.” Jared said and I snorted, covering my mouth after I did. “Jared.” Mr Kleinman said, a tone of warning in his voice. “So, how did you two finally get together?” Meredith asked and Jared and I chuckled at the memory. “Well, Jared accidentally knocked me over in the hallway, which he has since apologised for profusely, and then we got partnered together on a history project.” I said and Jared let out a seemingly nervous laugh. “It was an accident, and like Y/N said, I apologised.” Jared added to ease his parents’ concern, and I nodded. “Then he walked me home and we worked on the project a little. Then, he decided to ask me to prom. He said it wasn’t romantic, but I disagree.” I said and Jared smiled bashfully at me. “How sweet.” Meredith said and I nodded, rubbing circles on Jared’s knee. “Jared has been talking non-stop about asking you to prom, and I’m glad he finally manned up.” Mr Kleinman said, and Jared’s cheeks went flaming red. “That wasn’t necessary Dad.” Jared muttered and I chuckled. The rest of the dinner passed quickly, and the food and the conversation were great. It was only when I looked down at my watch and noticed that it was 9:45, far too late for me to walk home. “I hate to be rude, but I was planning on walking home, and now I’m afraid it’s a little too late.” I said and Meredith looked at me sympathetically. “You can just stay here sweetie.” She said and I nodded, pulling out my phone and typing a text to mom.

To: Birther

Hey mom. I’m going to stay at Jared’s tonight (NOTHING LIKE THAT) because it’s too late to walk home.

I sent it and put my phone on the table. “I’ll show Y/N where she can sleep.” Jared said and I stood up, taking my phone with me. “You can take my bed. I’ll just sleep on the couch.” Jared said and I frowned. “I couldn’t possibly do that. I’ll sleep on the floor, or the couch. Whatever.” I said and Jared put his hands on my shoulders. “You’re sleeping in my bed, Y/N.” Jared said and I furrowed my brows. “Fine, but I don’t want you to be uncomfortable, so we’ll both sleep in your bed.” I said and Jared’s eyes widened. He opened his mouth to speak, but no sound was coming out. “Uh, um, sure.” Jared said, running a hand through his hair as he wandered around his room. He opened some draws and pulled out a shirt and a pair of shorts. “You can, uh, wear these. They’re mine, obviously, so they’ll probably be a little big.” Jared said, handing me the bundle of clothes. “Thanks. Where’s your bathroom?” I asked, and Jared paused slightly. “You can just get changed in here. I’ll go outside.” Jared said and I nodded, watching him as he left the room. I pulled off my dress and slipped on Jared’s shirt and shorts, the baggy fabric enveloping me. “You can come in!” I called and the door opened, Jared walking in hesitantly. “How do you look good in everything?” Jared muttered and I laughed, pulling him into a tight hug. “You’re too good to me, Kleinman.” I whispered, planting a kiss on his cheek. I let out a yawn and Jared rubbed my back soothingly. “Let’s get you into bed.” Jared said and I nodded, making my way towards his bed. I pulled back the covers and snuggled in, rolling over so that I was facing Jared. “Good night Jared.” I said, slinging an arm around his waist. “Good night Y/N.” Jared whispered, his voice the last thing I heard before I fell asleep.

Jared’s P.O.V

I opened my eyes slowly, the light coming through the windows flooding my vision. I suddenly felt a weight around my waist and I shifted to see Y/N laying there, her hair slightly messed up but gorgeous none the less. She let out a groan and I smiled, shaking her slightly. “Good morning sleepyhead.” I said, and Y/N looked up at me, blinking sleep out of her eyes. “Please tell I’m not dreaming.” She muttered sleepily, placing her hand on my chest. “You feel real.” She said and I chuckled, swinging my legs over the side of the bed. “We’ve got school today, unfortunately.” I said and Y/N let out a loud groan, sitting up as she did. “That sucks.” She murmured and I nodded, picking her dress off the ground and passing it to her. “I can’t wear that to school. That’s one of my nicest dresses.” She said and I felt my cheeks heat up a little. She really did try hard to impress my parents. “Well, uh, you can wear something from my closet.” I said and Y/N kissed my cheek, getting out of my bed.  "Thanks.“ Y/N whispered and I smiled softly at her. "You want some breakfast?” I said and Y/N nodded eagerly. “Yes please.” She said, looking at me fondly. We walked downstairs and the smell of coffee and fried eggs filled my nostrils. “Clearly mom has gotten onto breakfast before us.” I muttered, looking over at Y/N and noticing that there was a wide smile on her face. “Good morning you two. I made you guys some breakfast.” Mom said and I sat down at the table, Y/N following suit. “Thank you very much Meredith. This looks incredible.” Y/N said, and I could tell she wasn’t sucking up. Mom smiled at Y/N and then threw me a not-so-sly wink. I rolled my eyes, and Y/N let out a bit of laugh. “You guys can have breakfast and get changed, and then you can walk to school together.” Mom said and I looked over at Y/N, who had already dug in to the fried egg on toast provided by mom. Y/N nodded eagerly, her cheeks bulging. We quickly shovelled down breakfast and got changed, and I couldn’t take my eyes off Y/N as we entered the school building. She looked incredible, even in my crappy t-shirt and jeans. “See ya Jared!” Y/N said, waving as she walked away from me. “Is there any particular reason why Y/N is wearing your favourite outfit?” Evan said, suddenly appearing next to me. “Jesus Christ, Evan. Stop doing that.” I said and Evan rolled his eyes. “Seriously, why is she wearing your favourite outfit?” Evan repeated, and I felt my cheeks heat up. “She spent the night. And not in a sexual way!” I said, fairly certain my cheeks were blazing. “Good on you, Jared.” Evan said, clapping me on the back. I rolled my eyes, nudging Evan with my elbow. “How can she manage to make your clothes look good?” Evan muttered and I gave him a look that screamed ‘I know!’ “She’s a catch Jared.” Evan said and I nodded, a smile making it’s way onto my face. “That she is, Evan. That she is.”

1D Plus Sized Series // Rose Petals Pt. 1 (Harry) 

“I can do this, if Rebel Wilson can kick ass, so can I” I encouraged myself in front of the mirror of my trailer. “You. Will. Kick. Ass” I repeated.

Yeah, but everyone’s gonna see your rolls and your boobs and your thighs, not to mention your stretch marks and cellulite. Jesus aren’t you scared?

Of course that little demon inside me would remind me of all my goddamn insecurities. Damn her to hell.

I mean, it’s a sex scene for Christ sakes, do you really think you can pull off a sex scene?? With Harry Styles? HA

Shit, she’s right. I can’t pull off a sex scene with Harry. Not for my first movie. I’m gonna have to tell the director that he’s either going to have to change this scene or get someone else who looks like me to do it because I am not…

“Are you ready?” Harry asked, startling me as he came into the trailer.

“Don’t they teach you how to knock in England, Harold??” I teased, closing my robe, hugging it towards my body

“Sorry” he said lowly, “I’m just… I’m really nervous. It’s my first sex scene and I don’t want to mess up” he rubbed his most likely sweaty hands together. The director was nice enough to let me and Harry get to know each other before tackling the sex scene. Which sort of helped because Harry and I have gotten close and the scenes were so natural that it didn’t feel like acting. “I just want to get it over with.”

See, he doesn’t even want to see you naked. Who would want to.

Oh, please shut up you stupid…

“You ok?” Harry asked, striding closer to me. “You’ve got that contemplating look on your face. Your eyebrows are all furrowed to the point that it’s already creating life long wrinkles.” He chuckled. I simply bit my lip and nodded at him before turning around to get my script off the dresser. I heard Harry sigh, “have you gone over the script?”

“Yeah, about 100 times,” I chuckled nervously. “Joe’s… interesting.”

“I thought the same thing. Hopefully we get it right the first time.” Harry stated, letting out a long breath I didn’t know he was holding in. He walked out of my trailer without so much as a goodbye. I tied my robe, fixing the curls over my shoulders before walking outside. As soon as I opened my trailer, my personal assistant, Rizzo handed me a shot of whatever.

“Chug it, quickly” she smiled. Without so much of a thought process, I brought the small glass up to my lips, swallowing quickly, letting the vodka burst into my system to boost my confidence just a little. “I know you’re nervous, but trust me, you’ll be fine. You’re a damn good actress for a beginner.” I smiled at her, absorbing her affirmations to help cool my nerves.

She guided me onto set, calling a makeup artist over to just go over my makeup one more time before shooting the scene. Harry was standing in the corner, getting his makeup looked over as well. 

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The Star Spangled Man

(A missing scene from Special Relationship)

a birthday gift for @agentkarnstein

happy happy (belated) birthday Minty! I hope you had a wonderful day and that this year is a fantastic one :D

As always, scotch performed its duty as social lubricant admirably, and it wasn’t long before Peggy was laughing along with Steve’s old unit as if she had been part of it herself. The Howling Commandos, as they had once been known, regaled her with their wildest tales behind enemy lines until she was in stitches.

There was one story, though, she was dying to hear, but every time she brought it up, someone would glance at Steve, wince, and quickly change the subject.

So the minute Steve excused himself, she turned to the rest of the men and whispered, “So what is up with the whole ‘Captain America’ thing?”

They all exchanged glances, and Peggy rolled her eyes. “Oh come on! Whenever I ask Steve about how it started, he just blushes, says he’s going to kill Barnes, and changes the subject. I want to know where the name came from.”

Barnes leaned forward, forearms resting on his legs. “Okay, but you can’t tell him we told you. He hates it when we bring it up, especially in front of his girlf—” he cleared his throat as Peggy glared at him and corrected, “—his colleagues.”

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Guardian Angel - Part 3 - Jimin angst

Originally posted by sugaglos

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Jimin yawned, barely stifling the noise with the hand that wasn’t wrapped around yours. You were still lying in your bed, stuck somewhere between a dream and the harsh reality of consciousness. For hours, Jimin had sat there, his legs long having gone numb, but he couldn’t bare to part with you for even a few moments as he adjusted himself. He figured he could sit on your bed next to you, but he feared that he might fall asleep, and lose sight of you again. He’d had enough of that.

“Poor kid,” Namjoon muttered, adjusting his jeans so they weren’t as uncomfortable when he sat. He was gazing down at the scene before him, of his young friend and his companion that he never got to appreciate. “Do you think the usual will happen?”

“Dunno.” Yoongi said, lying on his front on the edge of the rooftop. His two limbs dangled lazily, precariously, off the edge of the building, blinking at the light from Y/N’s room.

“I hope not. Maybe the Ancients should stop punishing people for making simple mistakes. We’re not human but we used to be; it’s in our nature to fuck up sometimes.”

“Yeah, that’s true.”

“Jimin doesn’t deserve to suffer like this and it’s not like Y/N’s done anything wrong, I mean-”

“Uh huh.”

“-Since Jimin was sent down here I’ve been checking in - without his knowledge of course - just to see how his progress was going and I focused on Y/N too -”

“Of course, yeah.”

“-And she’s a genuinely good person. Have you ever seen someone so dedicated to save the bees? I mean, look at her balcony garden! A metropolis for them!”

He gestured down into the random flower pots, bursting with the bright colours of fuchsia, golden tones, splashes of green.

“Wow,” Yoongi commented, brows raised slightly as he took in the sight of Y/N’s explosive garden. “We need to take notes, the Garden upstairs is looking a bit drab recently.”

“Right? And in any case-”

“Are those wildflowers or…?”

“I think they’re wildflowers, yeah. They look too unplanned to be anything else. Obviously I’m not the plant expert but, uh-”

“I might take some seeds up for Hobi, he’d love them.”

“Yoongi we were talking about Y/N.”

“Oh, no, yeah, of course, sorry, carry on.”

Shaking his head softly, Namjoon fell silent, still staring at the scene in front of him. Jimin had finally moved from what looked like an uncomfortable position to lying down on your bed next to you, and he tenderly wrapped an arm securely around your middle. Namjoon’s heart shattered into pieces at the gesture of adoration Jimin showed you, and it was further crushed into pieces when he remembered what was going to happen to you. He loved Jimin like a brother and to see him go through such pain was almost too much for the angel.

“Where is Jin?” Yoongi asked.

“Showering for his date, why?”

“Does that not bother you? That your charge is seeing another man?”

“Not as much,” Namjoon said, kicking his legs out slightly, watching the skyline of the city. “He’ll realise soon enough. I can wait for him.”

“Man. Sounds shit. I’m glad Hobi realised immediately we were made for each other.”

Feeling a twinge of annoyance, Namjoon rolled his eyes.

“Yeah; unfortunate that he died the next moment, then, isn’t it?”

“Not cool, man. Not cool.”

They lapsed into silence again, Namjoon staring at the young angel lying on your bed with you wrapped closely into his chest, ignoring the dried tear tracks running down his face.

“Jimin?” you whispered, dawn creeping gradually across your face through the curtains that you had failed to shut last night. The man’s arm was heavy across your upper torso and he was incredibly hot, his body heat making you start to sweat. “Wake up.”

You nudged him slightly, but that only made him whine gently in his sleep, bringing you closer and nuzzling into your neck. Immediately, as always, your heart beat started to race and a blush spread up your neck and across your face. Catching your breath momentarily, you thanked your rarely lucky stars that the boy was unconscious and didn’t notice your sudden embarrassment at the physical contact.

He never seemed to notice your infatuation anyway.

“Jimin,” you tried again, throat completely parched and burning. “Wake up!” you nudged him again, slightly harder, and this time his eyelids fluttered and he groaned, low and deep in his throat.

“What?” he muttered, his free hand coming up and rubbing his eyes. He blinked, looking around the room and his eyes blearily roamed over your face before they shot open and he leapt out of your bed like he had been electrocuted.

Feeling slightly hurt from the way he had jumped away from you as if you had the plague, you shuffled slightly further up the bed and brought your covers up to your chin.

“Y/N?” he mumbled, staring at you as if he couldn’t believe you were in front of him. “Are you… Feeling okay?”

“Uh, yeah, I think so. I’m a bit warm but I’m okay.”

“Are you sure? No queasy stomach?” He moved in closer again, placing a hand against your forehead and then the side of your face. “You feel… Fine?”

“Yeah,” you said, bewildered by his sudden fussiness. “Jimin, what is going on?”

“Nothing! Nothing, it’s just… You were ill last night so I thought you’d be ill for a few days maybe, I don’t know…”

He looked around the room, as if looking for somebody to help him explain his bewilderment and erratic actions, but his eyes fell on you again. The sun spread across his face as his eyes scrunched up in the brightest grin you had ever seen on a person before, and he bound forwards, arms enveloping your body in the tightest hug he had ever given you.

“J-Jimin?” you questioned, slightly confused but returned the hug all the same.

Sure, you had exchanged hugs before but there was something about this one, and how tight and secure it was, that immediately made you blush again.

You could hug him forever.

“Thank God. Oh, thank fucking God. I’m so- I’m so thankful,” he muttered against your head, stroking your hair slightly. “I was so worried about you, you were so sick, Y/N.”

“I don’t really remember.”

Neither of you made any move to leave the hug and you were completely content to bask in his affection for the rest of your life.

But of course, that was unrealistic and he pulled away. Expecting him to let go of you completely you were taken completely aback when he placed his lips against your cheek, then your forehead, then your other cheek before drawing away.

“God…” he whispered, pulling away to stare you in the eyes. He kissed your forehead one more time before smiling brightly again and hopping out of bed. “Are you hungry? I could cook you breakfast! Actually no I’m a terrible cook, I’ll order in! No wait!”

He paused in the doorway of your bedroom, about to leave the room at a hundred miles an hour.

“We could eat out for breakfast! My treat,” he turned to smile at you again. “I’ll leave you to get ready and stuff, and then I’ll take you out.”

“Oh… Okay?” you questioned, not sure how to react to the speed of his actions.

“Wear something nice for our date! I’ll go home and get ready and pick you up in half an hour, okay? See you!”

You sat in the mess of your bed covers, staring at the bedroom door that shut behind him.


“I haven’t eaten so well in so long.” Jimin moaned, leaning back in his seat and massaging his stomach. You laughed, flicking a raspberry at him across the table.

“You need to stop abusing your roommate for food, Chim. He’s human too. You need to learn how to cook for yourself.”

“Could you teach me?” he asked, leaning in close across the table and fluttering his eyelashes dramatically. You laughed again, shoving his face away from yours slightly.

“Sure, you pitiful man,” Sighing happily, you watched him pick up his drink and start to take a mouthful. “So… How are things with Mina?”

Your heart ached as you asked the question, but watching Jimin’s cheeks start to burn and the way he spluttered on his drink as he thought about her answered whatever questions you had about him and her.

“M-Mina? What about her? Has she said anything?”

“No, she hasn’t. Why? Did something happen?”

He stared at you across the table.

“Because, uh, she asked me a while ago if you had shown an interest in anybody and I said you seemed to like her. I’m-I’m sorry if that’s wrong, but I see in your face the way you feel-”

“Wait- Wait, okay, stop-”

“But it’s okay, Jimin! It’s okay, because she likes you too and I was wondering if she had said anything, but apparently not. Maybe you should say something to her?”


“-Oh, that’d be cute. Suddenly confessing to her,” you stopped to think for a while, a smile spread lazily across your face as you imagined the words Jimin would say to you if you were the object of his affections. He was a poetic person; anything he said was sure to be romantic. Thinking about Mina suddenly, and how good they looked together, made your smile fade into nothing again. “She’s very beautiful. You made a good choice, Jimin.”

“But I don-”

“-You don’t have to deny it to me, Chim! I see the look in your eyes when you mention her, or when she walks in the room. It’s like all attention you could possibly have for anything is focused on her.”

Jimin wanted to cry. He wanted to stand up, bringing you with him, and shake you and shout at you until you realised that it was you and it had always been you and he would die for you and fight for you and work for you - He would do anything for you.

But you were still talking about how perfect Mina was for him. You were still talking about how somebody other than you was suited for him even though he knew that the two of you, sitting together in some crappy diner that wasn’t good enough for you but it was all he could afford on his wage slip, were cut from the same fabric that the universe had weaved together and he would do anything in his power to make you see this.

He would do anything for you.


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Family | Deleted Scene

A/N: Hello it’s me, the extremely apologetic “author” who doesn’t have a set updating schedule, miki! So, um it’s been a while since part 5 of Family was put out and tbh I barely have any of part 6 written out at this moment. BUT what I do have is this deleted scene. 

This scene was actually one of the first I wrote out in this series but when it came to the part that it would’ve gone into (which is part one, there were supposed to be two flashbacks) it just didn’t fit and the story planning in my head was changing directions so really it had no place whatsoever. And because it’s been so long since I updated I wanted to put out something but also apologize for taking so long to update.  

So without further ado, here is the deleted scene from Family!

I apologize for any mistakes, this was a quick edit

length: 1553 words

Much to your displeasure, Wonho wasn’t back in a few hours, like he said he would be. Nor was he back in a few days. And when the two-week mark hit you were just about to tear your hair out. Mari was crawling around the floor while you sat against the side of your bed trying to flip through your notes. Mari tugged on your shirt and when you looked over at her she burst into laughter. You smiled weakly and then turned back to your studying.

You and Bora had alternated watching Mari all while doing your best to keep her from crying too much. The two of you had a close call one night when the infant wouldn’t fall asleep and kept wailing. You still haven’t figured out a way to thank Bora for somehow making the RA drop her complaints.

But now you were running on fumes and didn’t know how much longer you could take. You loved the child with so much of your heart, but with finals and your part time job, it was hard to play babysitter. And on top of that, it was really starting to worry you that Wonho wasn’t answering his phone.

Speaking of…

You dialed his number and pressed the phone against your ear. When the tone kept ringing and ringing you sighed and hung up. As you scrolled through your contacts you found the one you needed and pressed call. The answer was almost immediate.

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Liar, Liar

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Request: Bucky one shot where they play a game called “Too Hot”, which is where they have to see how long they can go without touching each other, at all, whilst intensely making out and the first person to touch the other loses
Genre: Romance/fluff
Rating: T
Warnings: Swearings, sexy times/make-out session?
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Notes: I got carried away with this. lmao I’m not sorry at aLL. Lots of Avengers bonding + teasing + a recovered cute Bucky. YAASSS! Thank you so much for requesting my baaby! Hope you all enjoy it! <3

You let out a snicker before slightly lifting your head from Bucky’s shoulder when you finally realized the Team’s current talk subject. 

It wasn’t something to be surprised though since it was a party’s end and everyone was a little tipsy given Natasha’s russian drinks.

Well, everyone except Steve, Bucky and Vision for…obvious reasons. 

It was nice to see the oh so Earth’s mightiest heroes so relaxed like that. After Ultron, it took a while until the team got reunited again and even more time for them to have a moment like this. 

Before everyone would be tensed and alert like they were waiting for something, someone to show up out of nowhere. 

Because well…there would be always a remarkable party’s end in everyone’s life and Ultron just happened to be theirs. 

But the current one was most definitely not like Ultron. 

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zaddysloan  asked:

sean x mc for the ship breakdown!! :~)

@zaddysloan @kingraydan @secretargonian@allthecowslovetheleo​ thank you guys so much!!! ily y’all!! 

EDIT: here’s my bi boy!! his name is “juan elias de loyola” but goes by “elias” or “eli” cuz he knows too many juans lol. he/him & occassionally they/them. (and i agree he looks rly Fly dammit why couldnt we date mc)

Send me a Ship and I’ll Break Them DOWN

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