I hope he's a bit better now :'(

Sam’s Dilemma (a drabble)

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“Saaammmmy,” whispered the demon, directly in Sam’s ear. He flinched, but the fact that he was tied up, arms strung up above his head, toes barely brushing the floor, did not allow him much opportunity to fight back.

“You sorry son of a bitch, I’m going to kill you” Sam gasped for breath, the gash in his side still dripping with blood.

The demon smiled, “I’d like to see you try.” Sam wondered if Dean had been able to escape. He knew they were attacked together. Ambushed, more specifically. But he couldn’t see anything as the room was pitch black. He didn’t know if Dean was with him or not. He hoped with all his heart that Dean was going to come for him. He was close to unconsciousness and he wasn’t sure how much longer the demon was going to keep him alive.

“What do you want?” Sam managed to ask.

“Please, you’re a fucking Winchester, isn’t that enough?” the demon scoffed.

Sam dangled from the ceiling, his thoughts consuming him as he succumbed to the darkness.

Where the hell was Dean?


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Peter the player

(A/N): I LOVE PETER SO MUCH

Request: Can you do a Peter Parker x reader where you are around Peter’s age (1 year older) and a badass avenger with a public identity and best friends with Peter and when is being teased by a bunch of bullies about being a nerd with no girlfriend until he blurts out that you’re his girlfriend and they don’t believe him and tell him to prove it he runs up and kiss you begging you to go along with it

Warnings: some swearing

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Originally posted by spiderholland

  Peter was fucked. That was it. He knew the minute those few words came from his lips that he was eternally fucked. 

   The boys who sat at the table directly ahead of him had turned around and started pestering him, again. Honestly, at this point in the school year he was used to it, it didn’t bug him like it used to, if anything it was just a nuisance now, a nuisance he’d do anything to get rid of. So that’s why when they started pestering him about having a significant other he flipped and blurted out, 

   "I’m actually dating someone, you know (Y/N) (Y/L/N), that really cute senior?“ The boys look a him as though he was crazy and at this point Peter think he may be. 

   "There’s no way you’re dating them,”

   "Nope, I totally am,“ Peter leans into his seat, smirking at the boys almost cooly. 

   "Yeah? Then prove it,” They boys smirk back, making Peters blood run cold. 

   (Y/N) was his best friend, his partner with shield, they were amazing and understanding but would they understand enough to help him out? 

   "Go up and kiss them,“ Peter gulps as his eyes travel to (Y/N)’s table where they were valiantly studying for an upcoming graduate test. He knew he shouldn’t disturb them at such a time but before he knew it his feet were carrying him to their table, forcing him to seat and turn to (Y/N) with a hopeful expression.

    "Pete, I’m kinda busy right now,” (Y/N) supplies before Peter even has time to open his mouth. 

   "But (Y/N), it’s really important-“ (Y/N) turns to look at Peter with their best bitch face, a face that sent fear tingling down his spine.

    "This better be good or I swear to god I’m going to beat your ass,” Peter sighs as he looks at his hands, twiddling his thumbs a bit as he does. 

   "Well- so those guys who um-“ Peter didnt want to say bullying, he didn’t want to seem weak around (Y/N). "Those guys I was just talking to,” Peter gestures to the guys behind him, all staring at him intently. “They’ve been mocking me for the last couple of months-”

    “they’ve been bullying you?" 

   "No, that’s not what I said-”

    “Do I need to beat them for you?" 

   "No! God, no, I just need you to kiss me,” (Y/N) stares at Peter with a dumbfounded expression, as though he had just grown a second head or three.

    “Are you fucking serious?" 

   "I know, I know, you can beat my ass later but please, I just need this,” Peter gives (Y/N) his best puppy dog eyes, he even threw in a pout just for good measure. 

   (Y/N) was seriously contemplating saying no but then they heard the boys snickering and mocking Peter. Gritting their teeth (Y/N) leans forward, cupping Peters cheeks as they connected their lips to his. 

   His lips were surprisingly soft and sweet and (Y/N) knew It was horrible to think but they wanted more. Plus, Peter wasn’t too bad of a kisser- in fact he was good, maybe a little too good. 

   (Y/N) pulls away (even if they were reluctant), licking their lips as they look to Peter with half lidded eyes, almost as though they were drunk. Peter looks almost disbelieving himself as he stares at (Y/N), more specifically their lips. 

   "Um, uh-“ 

   "Was I your first kiss?” (Y/N) asks, cutting the younger boy short. Peter looks a bit sheepish at first, his cheeks dusting a light pink as he looks down at his hands.

    “Is it that obvious?” (Y/N) smirks as they hum, casually turning back to their papers to get back to work. 

   "No,“ Peter looks surprised at this, eyes wide and lips parted. "You’re surprisingly good,” And that was all the information (Y/N) gave Peter before they set back to work, smirking as Peter made his way back to his own table with a new sense of shock and pride.

Tantalizing: 05

Originally posted by jikookfantasy

Tantalizing: 01 02 03 04 05 06 07
Ship: Jungkook | Reader
Description: Back in high school, you were nothing more than a nerd Jungkook wanted to deflower, to get a good fuck from. When he sees you at the club, though, things have changed drastically, and his dominance starts to teeter on the edge.
Warning: Sub!Jungkook, Sex Toys, Degrading Names, Choking, Spanking, Slight BDSM, Handjob, Oral, Orgasm Denial, Exhibitionism, Fingering, Gagging, Blinfolding, Slight Violence? Slight Angst?
Word Count: 7,599

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anonymous asked:

Prompt- Lily is on her period and James is sort of uncomfortable with the whole menstruating thing but eventually is really cool and supportive.

  • “oh my god, are you dying?”
  • james finds lily on the floor in the bathroom, covered in sweat and in a loose baggy t-shirt which he realises with a start is his
  • out of respect james hurries out before lily can scream at him
  • he takes out his phone and is ready to diall 999 and call for an ambulence because lily is literally the strongest person he knows and something must be very wrong with her to be in that sort of condition 
  • she looks like hell when she finally comes out. white, ghoulish skin, prominent eye-bags and chapped lips that could do with thousands of sweet, toe-curling kisses
  • and yet she’s still the most beautiful person he’s ever seen and he still gets those damn butterflies every time
  • “do you need me to call 999?” 
  • she’s staggering to the kitchen like she’s an 85 year old pensioner who forgot her walking stick. she’s mumbling something, her cheeks a little flushed as she sits down on a chair. something like ‘eve’s in the house’
  • he knows no one called eve
  • “i’m sorry, i didn’t catch that.”
  • “pardon?”
  • “lily, babe you really need to speak up a bit-”
  • “I SAID I’M ON MY PERIOD!”
  • “……..oh.”
  • he has no idea what to do
  • lily is obviously in a lot of pain, that much is certain; she’s just sat in a chair, going ‘bugger’ and swearing like there’s no tomorrow
  • he’s super uncomfortable because well, when he was younger he once found his mum’s tampons and lets just say when she came home they both had a humiliating and mortifying conversation 
  • he’s never had any experience (can he even call it that?) about women and their periods. what is he supposed to do?
  • but then he remembers when lily looked after him two months ago. he had the worst flu ever, was stuck in bed for 2 days, was sweaty, had a runny nose, he lost his voice and ached all over 
  • but lily was there literally through it all. she was there, to listen to him say ‘babe, if i die please dont forget to eat that tuna in the fridge because it’s been in there for two days and it’ll go off’ only for her to snort, chuckle and say that she’d nurse him back to health. and she did. 
  • so now it’s not just that he’s obligated to do the same, but, heck, she’s the love of his life
  • that’s how he ends up in tesco 20 minutes later. staring, half traumatised, at sanitary towels. 
  • does she want ?normal? or those beasts which say ultra night 100% protection? he buys both. and gets neurofen express period pain, buys a bag of maltesers and the newest cosmopolitan magazine
  • the cashier is a middle aged woman and she beams at him when it’s his turn. 
  • ‘your wife is lucky to have you. what a wonderful gentleman.’ 
  • his hand cluctches the small box inside his coat pocket almost insantaneously. he gives it a tight squeeze before smiling and hurrying back to lily’s
  • she’s on the sofa now and as soon as he gets in he rushes to the kitchen and is making her a tea before she can even ask
  • “can i have a sugar though this time, please?”
  • he doesnt even bat an eyelid when he asks how many and she says, oh so casually, “three…. and a half
  • he runs her a hot bath, puts the items on the floor and sits, twiddling his thumbs. he holds the box as he waits, maybe he’ll have to ask her another time… but as soon as he hears the bathroom door open he hides it
  • “you okay?” 
  • he sits with his arms around her, stroking her soft hair and feeding her maltesers as they sit through episode after episode of friends. 
  • she apologises and he says she has nothing to be sorry for. being there for her is the only thing he wants to do
  • she smiles. he smiles. she says she feels a little bit better now, but he still insists on making the next three rounds of tea
  • that’s when he hears her voice ring through the living room and into the kitchen
  • “james… what’s in this box?”

Originally posted by wakandaentertainment

You and Peter turned the corner into the big living room. You both had wanted to check out where all the yelling was coming from. Ringing through the whole tower.

“Pepper and i are better, Obviously!” Tony defended himself, Crossing his arms and sticking out his tongue at Steve.

“Ororo and i are royalty. I think we win this.” T’challa said calmly. 

‘Pf. As if. Hope and i have a close relationship!” Scott huffed. “I can hall her now and she’ll agree!” Honestly his defense was a bit sad.

“I’m the only married one, Soo…” Clint says. Totally forgetting about T’challa. He gave him the meanest side eye you had ever seen.

“Jesus, Does it really matter that much?” you budded in. Making everyone stop. You were right. They were acting like five year olds. But really, When do they not?

“Yeah guys it’s kinda stupid to fight over.” Peter murmured. Almost quiet enough to not hear. You nodded in agreement. While the rest of the room went completely silent for once. 

“Thinking about it…. Peter and Y/n are actually the best couple.” Bucky said with a smirk. A blush rose on both your faces. Complete embarrassment flooding through you.

“We’re not a couple!” Peter burst.He was actually starting to shake. Poor kid.

“Not yet at least.” Natasha added. Making the rest of them laugh. Oh you were going to kill them.

"Video Games" Jungkook X Reader (SMUT)

“Video game”

Jungkook x Reader (SMUT)


You headed over to the BTS house. Video game day for Tae, Jungkook and you. You were having a friendly competition to see who would get the highest score by the end of the week. You were way ahead of them jungkook coming in second and Tae last.

You knocked on the door and to your surprise you couldn’t really hear anyone. Jungkook opened the door smiling “hey Y/n!” He said happily. “Hey Kookie! Ready to lose” You teased. He laughed a bit and looked at you for a second “Tae had to go do somethings so it’s just me and you” his voice a bit shakey. You two would be together by yourselves, it made you nervous but excited.

“That’s alright you and I can play while he’s gone” you said as you walked inside. He smiled “alright I got snacks and everything ready” he smiled. You two headed to the room and played for about and hour.

“Y/n you have to be cheating!” Jungkook whined your score being a lot higher than his. “I’m not cheating maybe you’re just bad” you giggled. You glanced over at him, his hair was a bit messy from him running his hands through it. You looked back at you screen and breathed deeply. Jungkook was a very attractive guy and you found yourself staring at him more than once. You looked over again and saw him biting his lip, and then something rose in you. Your mouth started to became dry and you couldn’t look away. “Ha i got you!” He boasted. You looked back at the screen to see your guy dead.

“You’re losing it Y/Nickname” he laughed. You playfully pushed him and laughed a bit. Next round you two were neck and neck “your gonna lose again” he teased “oh yeah” you replied. You smirked and started to tickle him and play with his controller. “Hey” he said trying to pause the game “no cheating” you giggled but didn’t stop. “Y/n stop it” you said through laughing. “Or what?” He teased him tickling him more.

He finally paused it and he quickly tackled you, his body against yours. He had your hands pinned down and was super close to your face. “You couldn’t handle me winning could you” he chuckled.

In that instant you don’t know what came over you but you leaned forward and kissed his lips. He didn’t pull away maybe out of shock but you were so glad. His lips were super soft and they almost tasted sweet. You wrapped your legs around him trying to pull him closer. He let out the softest moan against your lips as soon as his lower body pressed against yours. To your happy surprise he was kinda hard.

He pulled away looking down at you “y/n” he said almost barely audible. You looked up at him and bit your lip he looked so damn good. “Jungkook” you said with a soft moan. He bit his lip and leaned down to you “please I want you” you whispered against his ear.

He groaned and stared kissing your neck, he let go of your hands and caressed your breast. You moaned at The feeling of his touch. You pulled your shirt down a bit so he could get a better feel. His face although very red was also very full of lust. He wanted you as much as you did him. He made his was from your neck to your breast sucking sloppily on your nipple as he played with the other. You squirmed under him out of pleasure moaning at every flick of his tongue.

You couldn’t take it you wanted him you needed him inside you. You started to rock your hips again his feeling his completely rock hard member. “Please jungkook I need you, I need to feel you inside me.” You started to untie his sweatpants quickly pulling out his thick member. His tip was already wet from precum. As you moved your hand softly up and down his shaft he stopped your hand. He looked down at you with hooded eyes “y/n I already know I won’t be able to last long that’s not gonna help either” he said with a little laugh. You smirked “that’s ok I don’t think I will either” you said pulling him down into a kiss.

He deepened this kiss as he slid his tongue into your mouth. “Are you really sure about this about me?” He said softly looking into your eye. “Jungkook I’ve had the biggest crush on you forever, I couldn’t think of anyone I’d rather be with” you said making him smile. He spit on his hand a bit to lube himself up. He rubbed your clit softly but was amazed by how soaked you already were. “Wow y/n you’re so wet” he said breathy. “Wet for you” you said back. He let out a soft groan at your words.

He took the head and rubbed it up and down your folds and almost in sync you both moaned. He slowly pushed himself into you. His member felt so big so thick and it couldn’t feel any better.

He started to move slowly making sure not to hurt you but even more making sure not to bust already. “Y/n you’re so warm around me” he moaned. You were about to say something back but he started moving faster. “Fuck” you said louder than you wanted. “I hope you know you’re all mine now” he said with a smirk. “I wouldn’t want it any other way” you said with out hesitation.

He started speeding up a bit you could hear the sound of skin slapping which only turned you on more. He held you close as he moved asking ever so often if you were ok.

You felt your high coming and he must have to. He moved faster feeling your walls tighten around him. “Y/n let’s cum together” he said softly as he pulled you into a kiss. You nodded, he moved deeper in you, your walls almost pulling him deeper. He groaned loudly and reached down to rub your clit “cum for me beautiful” he said breathy.

You felt the coil in your stomach break almost like a damn breaking. You felt a rush of heat and pleasure as you came. “Jungkook!” You moaned loudly him riding out your high before pulling out. He quickly grabbed an old shirt across the room. He pumped once and let out the throatiest moan as he came.

He looked at you both of you catching your breath he pulled you close and kissed you lovingly. “Hey! I’m home guys! We’re are you?” Jungkook franticly pulled away. “Shit Taes back!” You said his eyes wide you fixed your skirt and jungkook fixed his pants.

“Here” he gave you your controller and started the game. A few seconds later Tae came into the room “there you two are! Have you been playing all day?” He asked sitting beside Jungkook. He looked at him for a second “damn she must be winning cause your face is beat red.” He chuckled and Jungkook and you just looked at each other and laughed.

You Talk Too Much

Original or requested: Original

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Word count: 1.032


Loki tried to take over your city. Again. While you were patiently waiting for the Avengers to come and save the day, the worse happened. You, with a small group of people, were kidnapped. Kidnapped to Asgard. Now, you stand before his throne in a room that seems like a fairytale. It didn’t suppose to look like a fairytale when you’re standing before Loki, the god of Mischief and Lies.

“Is good to see humans surrendering so easily.” With a mean smile, Loki stands up, looking down at you and the others.

“On your knees.”

Immediately, everyone gets down on their knees, not daring to raise their eyes to the Asgardian god.

“You.” He points at you, his smile fading. “Why aren’t you worshipping me, mortal?”

Keeping your head up, you take a deep breath to gather courage.

“Not interested.” You say, eyes on him as he slowly walks up to you.

“You dare to…”

“Here, just between you and me. I’m not afraid of you. So let’s skip all this worship bullshit and you can take me back home.” You whisper, trying to confuse him. You’ve always been a talker, and you know how to use it in your favor. You just don’t know if it’ll work with a god.

“Are you mad, mortal?” Loki’s face is like ice, you can’t read it. “Take her to a special cell. Kill the others. ”

“What? No!” Before he could turn around, you hold his wrist. He stops anger and surprise in his eyes. “D-don’t do this.”

“Why should I even listen to you?”

“It’s better to be a merciful king than an evil king.”

“I rather be evil.” He whispers before letting the guards take you.

You yell and fight and try to run away, but those guards tell you to keep quiet and just follow the rules. So, when they lock you in this small cell, with a magic glass that can kill you instantly, you scream again. You scream until your throat hurts so bad you can’t find your voice anymore.

After endless hours, you hear footsteps but you don’t bother to stand up. The cold hard ground finally got a bit comfortable. You hope someone is bringing you food. But no. When you see him, the god of Lies again, you know he brought you no food.

“Are you stupidly brave or completely insane?”Somehow, he opens one of those magic glass and enters the cell. “I wish to know what’s on your mind when you stood up to confront me.”

“I’m not the kind of person who…”

“Who’s smart enough to obey your king?”

“You’re not my king.”

“Haven’t you noticed? You’re in Asgard. And this is a gift for you, mortals.” Loki looks around your empty cell, confusion on his handsome face. Wait. Did you just…? No. You can’t think about these things right now. “Were you sleeping on the ground?”

“Yes. Why? You killed the others, why do you care if I’m sleeping on the ground?”

“You talk too much.”

“I know.” You stand up with a sigh, rolling your eyes at the weird sensation that hits your head.

“What is it?” Running to hold you by the waist, Loki saves you from hitting the ground.

“Nothing. I’m just starving. ”

“I’ll command them to bring you something to eat.”

“If you’re going to kill me, you don’t have to feed me first.”

“I quite enjoy your talking. Maybe you can stay for a while to entertain me. ”

“How lucky I am…” You voice faints when the world spins around again, and suddenly, everything goes black.


A warm breeze caress your cheek, and it feels good to be home. You open your eyes to see a blue sky and a sweet light comes to show you that you’re not at home. Is not that Asgard isn’t beautiful, but you don’t like to feel like a prisoner. Moving a bit to sit up, you notice that you’re laying on a very large bed with comfy pillows.

“A golden cage.” You murmur, smelling something that seems to taste like heaven. On a small table next to your bed, there’s a tray with human food.

You happily eat all the fruits, licking your fingers when you’re done with the strawberries. It’s surprising that they got you human food.

“I hope you feel better.” He declares from behind you.

“Yes. Now I can entertain you with my talking. ” You lay down again, fixing the blue dress you’re wearing. “May I ask who put me into this dress?”

“I did.”

You stare at him, wide-eyed, anger building up in your stomach. How could he do something like that?

“You son of a bitch!”

“What’s a bitch?” He looks at you confused, not sure if you insulted him. You try to keep angry, but you burst into laugh suddenly. You cover your mouth with your hands, struggling to calm down again.

“Oh my God. You are so damn funny.”

“I really don’t know what just happened.” That’s when you notice it, the shadow of a smile on his lips. You keep staring at him until it’s gone.

“You should smile more often. It makes you even more handsome. ”

“Smile?”

“Yes.” Cursing yourself for talking too much, you awkwardly look to your hands. “Sorry, I was just saying the truth.”

“I know. I’m the god of lies, I can tell when someone is honest. I miss honest people, there’s no one I can trust here.” Loki walks around the bed, eyes locked on you.

“You can talk to me if you want. As you say, I’m nothing but a human.”

“You say it like it’s a curse.”

“It isn’t.”

“Would you stay if I promise not to kill those humans who came here with you?” He sits on the edge of the bed, uncertain of what to do. You feel his hesitation, even though you can’t understand it.

“I’ll stay. Well, you don’t treat me like a prisoner. ”

“If that’s your wish, you’re not a prisoner.”

“Now, tell me all your sorrows.”

“We may take some hours.”

Sitting up straight, you smile at him. “Go on, I don’t mind.”

Week 7!  So, sometimes I get so caught up in adding fics that I forget to thank all of these amazing writers!!  You guys are so talented and extremely generous for sharing that talent with us!  Thank you so much guys! 😊💞💞💞💞💞

Fics that are NSFW have been removed!  Thank you for understanding!

@4theluvofallThe Fear You Won’t Fall - This is written for @becaamm ‘s song challenge. Based on the song “The Fear You Won’t Fall” by the incomparable Joshua Radin. If you haven’t heard this song (or any of his stuff) I strongly urge you to do so. His music is just…so emotional. It makes my heart full.  Bucky x Reader

@4theluvofallKnight in Shining Armour - Can I request a tony stark x reader? He rescues her from an attacker one night on his way out of a bar. She’s hurt pretty bad so he drives her to the tower to get cleaned up where she tells him that her attacker is her bf and she tried to leave him that night. Tony isn’t having it so he brings her home to pack her things while he stands over her in his suit to keep away her bf. He moves her to the tower, gives her a job and asks her out. Tony x Reader

@avengerofyourheartFaithfully (Bucky Rockstar AU) - Being on the road with your rockstar husband had it’s challenges. What if you found out he was unfaithful? (Avengers AU). Bucky x Reader

@avengerofyourheartIn the Arms of Justice Pt 20, Pt 21 - Reader is a witness to a crime, tying her to the investigation as well as the police involved. She never would have guessed how that one night would continue to change her life years later.  Bucky x Reader

@brighterlightsRoommates (Au Naturel) - When your friend moves out to pursue a career overseas, you find yourself sharing your apartment with a handsome stranger. Inspired by the Filipino TV series titled Single/Single [Modern AU].  Bucky x Reader

@bovariaBy Way of Spontaneity (End) - On a whim, Bucky declares you to be his girlfriend to his grandma and mother. They’re eager to meet you and he asks you to pretend to be with him for just one dinner with his family. But is that really all?   Bucky x Reader

@bovariaIt’s a [Tinder] Date! (Part 2/3) - Thinking he needs to find a date, Natasha signs Steve up to Tinder. In Queens, Peter Parker does the same to you. It’s a match!  Steve x Reader

@bucky-plums-barnes - Memorial Day - Steve and Bucky go to the museum on Memorial Day.  Bucky x Steve

@buckyywiththegoodhairKiss Cam (ALiL Deleted Scene) - (College!AU): In which you volunteer to go to a basketball game with the guys and end up in an uncomfortable situation.  Bucky x Reader

@buckyywiththegoodhairThe Aftermath: Bucky (ALiL Deleted Scene) - (College!AU): In which Bucky reacts to finding out how you feel about him.  Bucky x Reader

@canumoveyourseatup-no - Stranger Danger - Clint does something terribly stupid but predictably Clint. Avengers x Reader

@dabblinginmarvel - Life of the Party - As soon as I heard this song, I knew it was Tony’s song. “Life of the Party” by All Time Low. Tony x Reader

@explicitfandoms#39 &40. Clint Barton x reader please!?! 😂 - Movie night with Clint. ONE blanket. He does not know how to share.  Clint x Reader

@explicitfandoms - New York, New York - Sightseeing with Loki, did not go as planned.  Loki x Reader

@girl-next-door-writes - A Little Push - No matter how quick Pietro Maximoff is even he can’t outrun his feelings.  Pietro x Reader

@girl-next-door-writes - All I Want - Post Civil War Tony feels he deserves everything that is coming to him.  Being his own worst enemy and locked in his own head will he grab the small ray of hope or will he drown himself in self-pity?    Tony x Reader

@girl-next-door-writes - Better With You - Steve Rogers pushed you away and now you both have to figure out a way to co-exist which is easier said than done.  Steve x Reader

@girl-next-door-writes - Chasing Cars - Trapped beneath the rubble with a certain team member could be your personal heaven or hell. Let’s see which one wins out.  Clint x Reader

@girl-next-door-writesI Need You Now - A little bit of Tony angst just to get some stuff out of my system so I can get on with the stuff I should be working on.  Tony x Reader 

@hymnofthevalkyries - Music Man - Surprise, surprise! You open your big mouth to Tony Stark, and it gets around about your crush on a certain metal armed soldier. What happens when he finds out about it, and what will he do to get your attention?  Bucky x Reader

@italwaysendsinafighttThe Night Ahead (Part 3) - bucky came out of cryostasis after just a few months. with the help of steve, he’s trying to piece the fractions of his mind back together. while flipping through old HYDRA files, he remembers something from his days as the winter soldier: you.  Bucky x Reader

@just-some-drabblesThe Friendly Wager (Part 4), (Part 5), (Part 6), (Part 7) - AU. Reader and Bucky Barnes are neighbors and best friends. After yet another bad date, reader comes home to find Bucky with his typical weekend target. They decide to make a wager about dating, but is there more on the line than reader cares to admit. Bucky x Reader

@mynamespaigexOur Girl. (Modern Military!AU) Intro. - (Modern!AU) Not long into your job as an army medic, you find yourself being deployed to Afghanistan on a six-month tour. You’ll find yourself in a whole new world of trouble while trying to adapt to your new normal, and maybe even find love along the way.  Bucky x Reader

@softcorehipposIt’s The Thought That Counts - I want to do something for my muslim readers out there for my comeback, Ramadan Mubarak to my brothers and sisters, happy fasting to you all! (Also, I hope you don’t mind me doing something exclusive like this, I’m just in a celebratory mood and I hope you don’t take offense ❤️). Avengers x Muslim!Reader

@soldatbarnesThis Is War [11], [12] - After being rejected by your best friend Bucky, Sam sets you up with one of his friends, on the condition that if the date doesn’t go well, you have to sign up for a dating app. The date doesn’t go well. As you begin to look for love in other places, Bucky starts to feel something he never felt before. Jealous.  Bucky x Reader

@viollettes - “Carnations” (Part 1) - A carnation fundraiser, an iota of possibility, and a longtime secret crush on your hot best friend - what could go wrong?  Bucky x Reader

@volklana - Rooting for You - Set after Civil War, a time that almost separated you from Tony, the love of your life. On your birthday he tries to repay you for everything you’ve done for him but in his eyes it will never be enough, or even half of what you deserve.  Tony x Reader

@whothehellisbella - Ocean Eyes - Bucky x Reader

@you-and-bucky - Red and Gold Hey guys! Here I am in this situation again. Because I am such a wonderful friend (sarcasm), I missed another birthday. This time, the wonderful Anika at @avengerofyourheart had her birthday, and I was not online…To make that up to her, I am dedicating this fic to her, as we also celebrate the birthday of our one and only Tony Stark! I hope you like it sweetheart, and happy birthday! (I didn’t go into too much detail with the cake- I didn’t want to make any mistakes!!!)  Tony x Reader

Special Instructions (1/?)

Summary: Drunk Emma really likes pizza. She also really happens to like the cute delivery guy who seems content to carry out all of her wishes via the “Special Instructions” box on the website.  (AO3)
Rating: M (eventually)
Word Count: ~1700

This has been burning a hole on my desktop for a couple months now and I just really felt like if I didn’t start posting it would probably never get finished… I’m a couple chapters in with the writing but I think this is going to end up being like between 10 and 15 chapters, all roughly the same length if I can pull it. We’ll see how that goes. Anyway, this was gonna just be like a cheesy smut fic originally but I apparently like to overthink things and it became slightly cuter of an idea…

@stubble-sandwich THANKS FOR LETTING ME GUSH ABOUT THIS STUPID IDEA WITH YOU. Look at me, finally posting the fuckin pizza guy au… christ…

Special instructions: pls make smiley face with pepperoni, i could use something happy right now

She’d typically have left the box blank but Emma was currently full of self-pity and a little too drunk to really care how she appeared to the rest of the world.

Two years she’d spent with Walsh. Two years of warm embraces and whispered I love you’s and sweet kisses and integrating him into her close-knit group of friends despite some heavy resistance – especially from David; she reminded herself to give her brother a hug later for trying – and for what? 

For him to just “reconnect” with his ex at what was supposed to be their engagement party?

“I’m so sorry, Em. I never meant to hurt you like this. It just… happened. I can’t help how I feel.”

She scoffed in disgust. What an asshole. A total prick.

She finished off her fifth – sixth? – bottle of beer and popped open another. Maybe after another few she’d forget the sight of him with his tongue down that other woman’s throat. Maybe she’d forget the shock and guilt on his face when she’d dropped her glass of champagne at seeing them together, stunned to see her betrothed blatantly cheating on her by the bathrooms while their party guests mulled about in the main room, completely clueless.

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Strike Force (Yondu Udonta x Reader)

Originally posted by josemoscosogta

Requested by anon: a smutty/funny one where whenever the reader & Yondu try to get it on (in various locations & times), wee young Peter interrupts & it’s super awkward but eventually they stop Pete somehow. Fluff with dad Yondu!

-Female Reader-

A/N: I changed the prompt a bit. I hope you’ll like it anyways, dear anon :)

Warnings: Sexual Situations, Fluff.

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~Strike One~


Yondu dragged you inside the cargo bay and pushed you against the shelves. He was eager and hungry for you, the last time you’d been together was weeks ago and now he couldn’t restrain himself any longer. So he grabbed the first opportunity he got and whisked you away from the other Ravagers.

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anonymous asked:

Hi, if you are still answering 19 days questions...I was wondering who you think is a more morning person and night owl etc. Hope you are feeling better!!

hi, anon!! yes, of course im still answering 19 days questions!! or any kind of questions and messages, really, even if you just feel like talking to someone about how your day went, or scream about your favourite character, im here for that too!! it might take me some time to reply (like this time, sorry;;;;) because my life is a bit of a mess right now, and when i finally manage to be around i never have the time to do everything i have to, but i do try my best to get back to everyone, so please don’t hesitate to send me stuff if you feel like it!!

anyway, moving on to your question!!

jian yi is definitely not a morning person (same, jian yi, same): this is canon, and i can easily imagine jian yi staying up until late to watch a show he likes or some funny videos on youtube while he eats a lot of midnight snacks, or maybe pulling an all nighter to study or do homeworks he forgot were due for the next day. i also think it might be a habit he developed during childhood, when he probably stayed up way past bed time to wait for his mom to come home from work, and now he just can’t sleep if he goes to bed too early

zheng xi, on the other hand, is the complete opposite: i feel like he’s the kind of person who always tries to go to bed at the same hour every night so he can get at least eight hours of sleep and doesn’t function very well if he can’t. he doesn’t like to sleep in, tho, and he usually wakes up early to take a shower and have a proper breakfast before going to school, and in the future i can also see him going out to take a run while jian yi is still asleep in their bed. he can’t concentrate well in the evening, so he usually never studies until late unless he really has to

as for he tian and guan shan, i’ve been wondering about them for a while tbh, and after changing my mind a lot, now i definitely think that he tian is more of a night owl: we’ve always seen him smoking during the day, especially in the morning, and he does seem to be particularly active in the evenings, but even if these were just coincidences, i feel like it fits his character pretty well. and okay, this is just me, but i love the idea of he tian having really terrible bed head and not being able to wake up properly until he has at least one cup of coffee, a cigarette, and, in the future, a kiss from guan shan

guan shan is still the hardest for me to figure out, mostly because i can’t see him being particularly active in the morning, but at the same time i don’t think he is the type to stay up all night either?? i think he likes sleeping too much to do that, so right now i’d say he is a…..hummingbird? is that the right term? like, one of those people who’s neither a morning person or a night owl, but something in between. i feel like guan shan is more alert and active during the afternoon, and doesn’t have any particular pattern when it comes to which hour he goes to sleep and wakes up

okay, this got really long as usual, so, tl;dr: jian yi and he tian are night owls, zheng xi is a morning person, and guan shan is probably neither??

anonymous asked:

Hey love your blog so how would the Phantom Thieves react to finding out their S/O has a palace(or shadow)? Thanks you're one of my favorites writers!

 JDFKHVKJLKFGH I’m honored that someone so wonderful and kind considers me as one of their fave writers???? Thank you for the request!! Please enjoy! WARNING: there’s mention of abuse and drugs, so please read at your own discretion.

Edit: I reworded part Futaba’s a little because the phrasing was a bit odd. This takes place AFTER her Palace. Thank you @sasgalula for addressing it! I hope it’s a bit more clear now!


Akira:

  • He suspected nothing at first.
  • But then he began to notice that S/O’s behavior became very peculiar.
  • They attempted to disguise it behind an inauthentic smile, but Akira knew better. 
  • S/O was more pessimistic than ever, and they had inevitably pushed him away.
  • He was determined to ease their mind, so he switched on the Metanav and entered their name.
  • It was a hit.
  • Akira felt his heart sink, but he knew he needed to do this. He bit his lip and anxiously named different places.
  • The app confirmed the keywords ‘S/O’s room’.
  • So they have Palace…
  • His worry drove him to hectically input a plethora of words; he needed to ascertain the ‘what’ now.
  • Something S/O had said in the past from when their behavior began to morph stuck out in his mind.
  • “I guess I’m really trapped here, aren’t I?”
  • He broke out into a cold sweat as he spoke the next word.
  • “Prison.” 
  • Reality rippled around him, and he dashed to S/O’s house post-haste.
  • But what greeted him wasn’t a house.
  • It was in fact a massive gilded prison with an absolute lack of windows and a grand door that could only be the entrance. It almost appeared to be a sanctuary.
  • Akira dropped his gaze down at his clothes. He had transformed into Joker now, and he felt a twinge of pain at the fact that S/O saw him as a threat.
  • But he was to determined to change their heart, even if he had to accomplish it alone.
  • So he did. 
  • But all that was inside the decorative prison was a desolate void.
  • Akira held his breath and ventured on.
  • I will steal your heart no matter what it takes. 


Ryuji:

  • The couple had been fighting ceaselessly. 
  • They argued in circles about trivial matters, and then S/O would isolate themselves due to their guilt.
  • Upset and clueless as to what else to do, Ryuji fired up the Metanav and spoke only their name.
  • The app replied with an an affirmative chime.
  • Their location was in Mementos.
  • He was relieved that a Palace was nonexistent, but he was also angry that he was incapable of preventing them from concocting a Shadow.
  • Damn it, I shoulda done something sooner!
  • Ryuji considered asking for assistance from Akira, but he came to the conclusion that he needed to fight this battle one-on-one.
  • He made his way to Mementos without a word.
  • Without a navigator to guide him, he experienced difficulty in finding them. 
  • Fortunately, they weren’t very far from the entrance.
  • When he encountered them, he was determined to settle this with words. Even though it was only S/O’s shadow, he couldn’t bring himself to harm them.


Ann:

  • Even though she saw it coming, Ann was shocked when she discovered that S/O had a not a Shadow, but a Palace.
  • They had been prone to apathy lately, shrugging off the suffering that life inflicted on others because “it had nothing to do with them”.
  • It was a stark contrast to how they usually were; Ann figured something bad must have triggered the sudden change in attitude.
  • But she never thought it would lead to them conjuring a Palace.
  • I’m going to get you back, she thought, nodding with a fierce conviction.
  • She figured out the ‘where’ easily enough, but the ‘what’ was a bit more difficult.
  • She racked her mind for possible answers, but ten it hit her.
  • “I’m drowning in a mess of my own problems, I don’t need to worry about anyone else’s.”
  • “Underwater.”
  • She felt reality distort around her, and she was suddenly plunged into the depths of the sea. 
  • The fact that she could actually breathe pacified her, and the surrounding area was actually quite beautiful, but only one thought came across her mind:
  • I have to save them!
  • She eyed the utopia in the distance, and she made her way over there.
  • Don’t worry, S/O. I’m coming!


Yusuke:

  • S/O had been gifting him with numerous art supplies and snacks with no context, so he should have known then.
  • But he chose to avert his eyes, thinking that it was impossible for S/O to perform such a criminal feat.
  • Yusuke couldn’t deny it anymore when followed them to the store and caught them in the act of thievery.
  • His heart shattered.
  • When they visited him at his dorm, he confronted them about it. 
  • “What are you thinking?! Did you not consider what would happen if you were caught?”
  • S/O tried to justify their argument, but Yusuke was having none of their excuses. 
  • They stormed out with tears in their eyes, and he was tormented by it.
  • He quickly pulled up the Metanav app to input their name.
  • Yusuke silently rises and exits his dorm room. Heavy rain drenches him as he journeys through Shibuya and warps to his destination.
  • Mementos.
  • Very well. If you’re going to continue stealing supplies, then I will just have to steal your heart.  


Makoto:

  • Makoto knew that S/O was treated harshly at home.
  • She wasn’t blind. She saw the bruises.
  • What she didn’t expect was for their name to trigger a response from the Metanav.
  • “This must be a mistake…”
  • She wanted to deny any possibility of them having a Palace, but it was difficult when the evidence was staring her in the face.
  • But why them? Shouldn’t their awful parents have one instead?
  • Makoto types their names in, but Shadows are the only result she receives.
  • Sill in disbelief, she ponders potential keywords for S/O, and it hits her.
  • “Mountain.”
  • …S/O always talked about how living at home was an “uphill battle”.
  • When the Metanav affirmed the keyword, Makoto felt her insides burn with rage.
  • It wasn’t directed at S/O, but at the people that caused them to develop a Palace in the first place.
  • She was transported to the Metaverse, and she didn’t have to search very hard.
  • It was a dreary sight; fog was surrounding the mountain and it seemed as though time had stopped.
  • Makoto let her anger fuel her as she ascended up the Palace.
  • S/O… Once I’m finished here, I’ll deal with the people that did this to you. 


Futaba:

  • When she found out that S/O had a Palace her mouth went dry, and she wanted nothing more than to hold them and comfort them.
  • She knew better than anyone else how painful it was to retain so much distortion, having had a Palace herself.
  • Futaba also knew how amazing it felt to be free from such contorted desires, so she was even more motivated to save S/O from themself… just as the Phantom Thieves had done for her.
  • S/O had been depressed for a while now, feeling lost and like their life had no direction…
  • Wait… could it be…?
  • “Is it… a maze?”
  • Ding.
  • Futaba’s eyes started to water, but then she shook her head and wiped her tears.
  • “No… I can save that for later. Right now, I gotta go save them!”
  • Since her Persona had no offensive abilities, she had to request assistance from Akira. He accepted without hesitation, and the two teleported to the Metaverse.
  • She glared at the Palace as though it was her worst enemy.
  • “Let’s do this, Joker.”


Haru:

  • Haru noticed that S/O had been participating in very sketchy things at night.
  • They always told her they were “out” or that they were working at the convenience store, but when Haru questioned one of the employees there, they said that they didn’t know anyone named S/O.
  • That’s when she decided to follow them one night, and she saw the drug exchange.
  • When she inquired them about it, they just told her to stay out of it and that it was ‘none of her business’.
  • Haru launched the Metanav and stuttered out their name.
  • She expected it, but a look of hurt and disappoint still washed over her face.
  • She traveled to Mementos without another word. The sooner the problem was dealt with, the better.
  • I want to know why you’re doing this… and why it’s bothering you so much. I want to help you, S/O… so please let me.
Hearts Don’t Break Around Here (Remus x Reader)

What can i say? Ed’s new album inspired this xx listen to the song here


She is the sweetest thing that I know

You should see the way she holds me when the lights go low

Shakes my soul like a pot hole, every time

Took my heart upon a one-way trip

Guess she went wandering off with it

Unlike most women I know

This one will bring it back whole

Daisies, daisies perched upon your forehead

Oh my baby, lately I know

You had known Remus since you were a first year; he was best friends with your twin brother, Sirius. Everyone knew that you were both head over heels for each other since second year — it was now fifth year and everyone was pretty much tired of how oblivious the two of you were.

If anyone asked you if you had feelings for the tall marauder you would blush furiously and timidly say no. But you knew that you were lying, you had a crush on him since second year and you hoped to have the courage to profess your feelings to him one day, but were afraid to do so for the sake of your friendship.

If anyone asked him if he had feelings for the youngest Black sibling (youngest by twelve minutes but Sirius dubbed you as the baby of the family) he would nervously say no, that it would be wrong to have romantic feelings for his best friend’s younger sister; inside his mind it was different, he wish he could go on and on about how wonderful you were, how your laugh was his favorite sound and how he was definitely sure that you were sweeter than chocolate.

That every night I’ll kiss you you’ll say in my ear

Oh we’re in love aren’t we?

Hands in your hair, fingers and thumbs baby

I feel safe when you’re holding me near

Love the way that you conquer your fear

You know hearts don’t break around here

Oh yeah yeah yeah , yeah yeah yeah yeah

 Study dates were a Friday night ritual for the two of you, even though neither one dared to say the word date out loud. This particular Friday you had come down with a terrible cold and could barely walk straight.

“Y/N, you really should rest, I’m sure your professors will understand if you miss class today, hell I’ll even make it sound that you’re dying so they don’t give you any problems.” Lily said as she put a hand up to your clammy forehead.

“I’m not upset about missing class…” you mumbled.

“I’m sure Remus will understand that you can’t make it to your weekly library date.”

“It’s not a date.”

“Then what do you call the love sick lingering gazes?” she teased.

“Sod off, Evans.” You muttered as you sank deeper into your blankets.

“Love you too! I’ll see you later, okay?” you simply nodded as she left.

A couple of hours past which were mostly spent sleeping on and off, by dinner time you were starting to feel a bit better and were about to fall asleep once again when a knock woke you up.

“Come in!” You hoarsely called back. You heard a faintly “Alohomora” and Remus came in with a tray of food.

“Hope you’re feeling better.” He said as he made his way to your bed, gently setting down the tray on your lap.

“Now I am.” You replied, smiling broadly. He had made you some chicken broth and tea.

“Just so you know, Pads and Prongs were very close to starting a vigil for you…” he said chuckling. You arched an eyebrow in response, prompting him to go on.

“Lily really did sell the story of you being on your deathbed, you would think that Sirius would know if his twin was truly dying but he claimed that the twin telepathy wasn’t working properly because it was raining today.”

You snorted, shaking your head as you picture the scene, but were thankful that Remus was the brains of the group and that he was kind enough to come and check on you.

“I figured you didn’t want a Sirius induced headache so I set up a few more spells so he wouldn’t be able to come into the girl’s dormitories.”

“Remus, have I ever told you how much I love you?” you said gratefully but quickly turned a deep red once you realized what you had said. He simply looked down and smiled, running his hand through his already messy light brown hair.

You finished your meal and asked Remus if he could bring you another blanket, he quickly went to get you one.

“Scoot over,” he said. You were confused but did as you were told.

“Remus, I don’t want to get you to get sick!” you protested, not because you didn’t want to cuddle with him, but because you really didn’t want to get him sick.

“Don’t worry Y/N, I’m a healthy wolf.” He said with a lopsided grin.

“That was one of the worst wolf jokes…What would the guys say? You can kiss your comedy club goodbye.”

“Well aren’t you the funny one tonight.” And so you spent the rest of the night bantering and laughing. He had his arm around you, protecting you from the world, your head on his chest. You fell asleep to the sound of his heartbeat.

 She is the river flow in Orwell

And tin wind chimes used for doorbells

Fields and trees and her smell, fill my lungs

Spent my summer time beside her

And the rest of the year the same

She is the flint that sparks the lighter

And the fuel that will hold the flame

Oh roses roses laid upon your bed spread

Oh my, hold this, oh this, I know

 Not that Remus needed any confirmation that he was in love with you, but the moment he took a whiff of his Amorentia potion, the smell of your shampoo, chocolate, and caramel coffee overwhelmed his senses and prompted a deep blush to cover his pale face.

“So does it smell like my sister’s fruity shampoo or no? perhaps like the sickly sweet coffee she drinks?” Sirius said as he smirked at Remus knowingly.

“Not now Sirius…”

“I’m just saying, I wouldn’t mind having you as a brother-in-law.”

Remus, Sirius and James left Potions class, both of them were teasing Remus but stopped once they sat down in the Great Hall next to you and Lily. You happily waved to the boys and after a few minutes someone tapped your shoulder. You saw Sirius glaring at whoever was behind you and how Remus had a confused looked on his face.

“Y/N Black.” Called the voice from behind you.

“Lucius Malfoy.” You said as you turned around, of course you would have recognized that snobbish voice anywhere. You had been introduced to the Malfoy family when you and Sirius started Hogwarts but since you three were sorted into rivaling houses, the pureblood friendship that your parents had hope for had vanished. Or so you had thought.

“Will you do me the honor of accompanying me for a short walk?” he said offering you his hand while throwing your brother a condescending smirk.

“What if I say no?”

“Trust me, this is not an offer you can refuse, darling.” The way he said darling made your skin crawl, you decided to go with him just so he would leave you alone. Your friends threw you worried glances and you saw how James had to place a hand on Sirius’s shoulder to stop him from attacking Malfoy, you also noticed how Remus was also glaring at Lucius. Yeah, it was better to humor the Malfoy snob than have Sirius expelled because of a fight.

After a few minutes of  walking in silence, Lucius spoke up.

“I don’t understand why you mingle with those sorts of people.”

“Well, one of them is my brother.” You said curtly.

“But the mudbloods, Lupin and the Evans girl?”

“What about them?”

“As if you don’t know what I mean, with such a pretty face, being a blood traitor is something I could easily ignored.”

“Excuse me?” you said, stopping in the middle of the hallway.

“All I’m saying is that out of you and your so called brother, the only one worth saving and keeping pure is you. What do you say if we got to know each better at the next Hogsmeade visit? “When hell freezes over, Malfoy.” And with that you spun around and went straight to the Gryffindor common room, no longer hungry.

Once your friends got back and saw you sitting by the fire with a scowl on your face they knew that whatever Malfoy wanted was nothing good, and they were right.

“So, what did that git want?” Sirius asked as soon as he spotted you.

“He basically told me that I should consider the Black family ‘motto’ and that by dating him I could atone for being a blood traitor.” The room went silenced as you said, good thing it was only the marauders, Lily and you in the common room because you didn’t want anyone else to witness Sirius’s reaction. In an instant he drew out his wand, James tackled him as Remus shouted expelliarmus.

“HOW DARE HE? JAMES GET OFF ME, I NEED TO GO AND KILL THAT WEASEL.” James was currently sitting on top of Sirius, Remus had his wand with a scowl on his face and Lily just looked apprehensively at the situation.

“Sirius, I said no, he’s a horrible human being. I mean he basically told me what mother is always telling us, to remain pure. I’m not stupid, I obviously turned him down.” You said, putting on a smile for your brother so he could calm down.

You all calmed Sirius down, and soon enough him and James were planning a prank on him while Remus watched you carefully. You were far too quiet and he was starting to worry.

You excused yourself and headed towards the astronomy tower. Lucius words did get to you, it hurt that he spoke of your brother and of your friends in such a way, especially of Remus. You didn’t even realize that hot tears were cascading down your cheeks, it wasn’t until someone placed a handkerchief on your lap that you looked up and were met with a familiar pair of green eyes.

“Thank you.”

“Always.” Remus murmured as he pulled you into a hug, your tears soaking his dark red sweater, as he rubbed soothing circles on your back.

In that moment you fell harder for him, if that was even possible. 

A couple of weeks passed after the Lucius incident, and soon enough the whole school found out that you had turned down one of the most prominent pure blood heirs. Sure enough, Lucius would throw snide remarks your way whenever he would see you, usually you didn’t let that bother you, although Sirius hexed him at least five times over the past two weeks, whereas Remus didn’t like you being alone in fear that the spiteful Slytherin would hurt you in anyway.

Remus and you were making your way towards the library, it was a Wednesday night but the full moon fell on a Friday this month so you had to rearrange your weekly study date. You were laughing at something Remus said when you were harshly shoved aside by someone’s shoulder, your books flew out of your arms and next thing you know, Remus had Lucius pinned down against the wall, wand drawn out and pointed menacingly towards his neck.

It took you a good five minutes to coax Remus off of the now scared looking Lucius. As soon as Remus lowered his wand, he ran off.

“Are you okay? He didn’t hurt you did he?” Remus asked, scanning you over for any sign of injuries.

“You could’ve gotten expelled if you attacked him! What were you thinking?” you asked with a voice full of worry. Remus started laughing.

“Moony! This isn’t funny!”

“Love, I would get expelled in a heartbeat if it meant that no one would ever hurt you.” You didn’t know what to say, his eyes shone with sincerity and love. It was in that moment that you realized that the boy in front of you saw you the same way that you saw him. You hugged him tightly and he did the same, he looked down and asked you if you were really okay, instead of responding, you acted on instinct. Heart hammering wildly, you rose on your tiptoes and kissed his lips. You heard him gasp into the kiss but he started kissing you back in a heart beat, you were both smiling into the kiss once you realized that you both felt the same way.

“I guess we ought to thank that git for this, huh?” Remus said as he took your hand into his.

“I would say yes but he’s already too full of himself…”

Later on that night when you came back to the common room, hand in hand, the whole room did a double take from your faces to your intertwined hands.

“IT WAS ABOUT DAMN TIME!” Sirius shouted as he and James came sprinting down the stairs. Lily squealed as both you and Remus blushed furiously.

“Now Remus, I know that you could easily tear me apart with your furry little problem and all, but if you hurt my sister…” Sirius said, smiling at the both of you. Remus simply chuckled and shook his hand. The rest of the night was spent as usual, only this time around Remus didn’t let go of your hand at all.

Well I found love in the inside

The arms of a woman I know

She is the lighthouse in the night that will safely guide me home

And I’m not scared of passing over

Or the thought of growing old

Because from now until I go

Every night I’ll kiss you you’ll say in my ear

Oh we’re in love aren’t we?

Hands in your hair, fingers and thumbs baby

I feel safe when you’re holding me near

Love the way that you conquer your fear

You know hearts don’t break around here

Oh yeah yeah

Many full moons had passed as you and Remus began dating, the current one came and went, you still weren’t allowed to accompany the rest of the guys into the shrieking shack but you waited for them to return so you could tend to Remus’s injuries. It was around dawn when Remus came stumbling in, dark circles under his eyes, but overall it didn’t look as bad as other moons. You gently dabbed at the wounds on his face and tucked him in. As you were about to leave he grabbed your wrist.

“Stay with me, love? I missed you.” You nodded, a loving smile on your face.

A few minutes passed by, you thought he had fallen asleep but you were surprised when he nudged you.

“I love you.” He said as he kissed the top of your head with a smile.

“I love you too, now get some rest, I’ll be here when you wake up.” You answered back, snuggling closer to him as he wrapped his arm around you.

You both fell asleep intertwine in each other’s warmth and love.

I feel safe when you’re holding me near

Love the way that you conquer your fear

You know hearts don’t break around here

Oh yeah yeah

You know hearts don’t break around here

Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah

Trained To Fight - Derek Hale Imagine

Characters: Derek Hale, Scott McCall, Kira Yukimura, Liam Dunbar, Mason Hewitt, Stiles Stilinski, Werewolf!Reader.

*REQUESTED*

Originally posted by expressivedolphin

“Stop. You’re doing it wrong.” Derek told you, lifting your arm with his foot.

You groan and sit up, swiping the sweat off of your forehead. “I’ve been doing it wrong for an hour, Derek. Let me move on.”

He squats down to your height. “You’ll move on when you stop doing it wrong. Now start again.”

You sigh and lay back on your stomach, pushing yourself up on your arms.

You were a newbie to the whole supernatural world but Scott had told you that you were doing better than he did. You were bitten by Liam. It happened right after Scott had bitten him and he’s apologized profusely since. Derek has been training you and Liam at separate times. He’s especially rough on you and it gets hard to cope with sometimes.

“Y/N, if you ever want to learn to control your change you have to do this right!” He shouted and you exhaled loudly.

“If I ever want to learn to control my change I should ask Scott to teach me! All you ever do is nag and tell me I’m doing it wrong! When we aren’t training you’re rude and cocky and I’m sick of your disgusting personality!” You stand up and grab your keys. You flip him off before walking out the door. You slam the door behind you and jog out to your car. You think of the expression on his face. He looked hurt, but all the things you told him were true.

After your training session with Derek you were supposed to be at Scott’s for a pack meeting. He told you it was okay to shower there and that Kira had probably left something there you could wear.

You arrive at his house and quickly shower. You wrap yourself in a towel and pad to Scott’s room. He’d laid out one of his shirts and a pair of Kira’s shorts. You changed and went back downstairs. Everyone had arrived while you were gone so you quietly sat on the couch. You noticed Derek standing in the corner, his eyes focused on you.

You made eye contact with him and then rolled your eyes, averting your attention to Scott.

Your pack meetings were never meetings, it was more of a large hangout with everyone in the pack. “Stiles, did you bring the beer?” Scott asks and Stiles nods.

“I just don’t understand why you asked the most non-threatening person here to do it. I can’t go all wolfy on anyone. Besides isn’t Derek 21?” He looks over at Derek and Derek shrugs.

“That’s none of your business.” Derek replies and Scott laughs. You and Stiles share an annoyed look.

“Hey, Derek, how’s training going?” Scott threw a look over his shoulder at Derek.

“Liam’s doing great, he’s picking it up quickly.”

“What about Y/N?” Scott smiles at you.

“She’s..not great. In fact she’s probably one of the worst I’ve seen.” He raises an eyebrow at you and you scrunch your nose, huffing as you look away from him. You catch his smirk from the corner of your eye.

“I’m sure she’s not the worst..” Scott tries to defend you.

“You should see her. It’s pathetic really.” You flick your eyes to him and stand up. “I’d be better if you weren’t so tough on me.”

Derek starts to walk toward you. “I have to be tough on you. You’re terrible. Now I get why you’re the only one who doesn’t get invited to fight.”

You shake your head as he nears. “You’re a terrible teacher. I could get better tips on controlling my change from a sidewalk crack.” You cross your arms.

You hear Stiles spit out his beer, laughing. “God, you’re great.” He mutters and you smirk back at Derek.

At this point you and Derek were inches apart. “I wish you were more like Liam. You’re so idiotic. You can’t and you won’t learn anything. You’re better off as an omega.”

You cock your head to the side and whisper. “Then kick me out of the pack. I’d rather be alone than have to spend all of my time with you.”

“If I could kick you out I would. God, I wish I could.” He grits his teeth.

You flash your eyes at him and you feel your claws start to poke through. “Go to hell, asshole.”

Derek flashes his eyes back, trying to tell you to back down. At this point you were closer than you’d ever been to him, your chests were flush. “I knew I should’ve let Scott train you. I tried to take you under my wing, I thought you had potential. Now I know you’re just a pathetic little girl. You’re a sad excuse for a werewolf and it offends me you’d even call yourself apart of the pack.”

You scoff. “All you do is sulk around. You bitch and whine about your family all of the time. Don’t think I don’t hear you. You are the absolute worst person I’ve ever met, and that’s saying a lot considering I’ve met murderous psychopaths. I may be a sad excuse for a werewolf, but you, Derek Hale, are a sad excuse for a person. I hope you feel better now.” You push him off of you and go up to Scott’s room.

You sigh into your hands, trying to fight off the tears. You looked up to Derek, you thought of him as an older brother even. That all changed when you were bit. He seemed even more unbearable when you were in heat. It had only happened once but he wouldn’t even look at you. He was disgusted.

You knew you couldn’t cry because everyone would hear you. You sat in silence for about an hour before grabbing your keys and going downstairs.

Derek catches you at the bottom of the stairs. “Hey, I-”

You put a hand up. “Shove it, Hale.” You spit and you push past him.

“Y/N, where are you going?” Liam pokes his head up at you.

“Home.” You mumble and head for the door. You remember you’re in Scott’s shirt and you have it off and tossed at him before you can process your thoughts. You had a sports bra on, so there was nothing to see but you still smelled someone. You scanned the room and tried to pinpoint who’s arousal you caught but you didn’t care enough to stay to find out. “Bye guys. Kira I’ll get these back to you tomorrow.” She waves as you close the door.

The next day everyone was schedule to meet at Deaton’s to talk. Deaton wasn’t even in town but you guys needed a safe place. You’d had a Tinder date planned for a couple weeks so you were obviously over dressed. You’d felt online dating was a bit of a leap at your age but you still tried it. You walked in, sporting a pair of red stilettos. You had a black dress on that gathered at the waist. You’d curled your hair and done a full face of makeup. You felt way better than you had the previous night.

You heard Mason whistle and you laughed. “Shut up. I just wanted to make an appearance.”

He laughs. “Well you did. Quite a great one too.”

You head to the back room and everyone’s head peeked up at your entrance.

“Hey I can’t stay long, I have a date but I was hoping you guys could fill me in.” You smile. “Sure, come over here.” Scott waves you over. Derek’s eyes follow you as you walk.

You whip your head around to look at him. “Take a picture. It’ll last longer.”

“Who’s your date?” Derek blurts out.

“Why do you care?” You cross your arms.

“Here we go again.” Scott says under his breath.

“I’m just wondering. I uh..I just wanted to make sure you were being safe.” You see everyone exchange glances.

“Since when do you care about my safety?” You roll your eyes and listen to Scott as he tells you what plan they’ve come up with.

Your date was a bust. You’d worn your good thong for nothing and all you could think about was a bowl of macaroni and cheese and a glass of wine.

You walk in the door and you’re greeted by Scott. “What the hell? How’d you-”

“Not important.” Scott interrupts.“You’re into Derek aren’t you?”

You’re caught off guard. “What? I-uh..no? No.” You try to say casually and Scott smirks.

“That’s all I need. Bye!” He walks out and your left in your empty apartment mildly confused. You spend most of your time wondering how, as a twenty-two year old woman, you spent all of your time with high school kids. They were all pretty mature, but sometimes they were a handful.

You didn’t want to go to training but you knew you had to. Derek never told you how bad you really were and now you feel like you need to prove yourself. You decide to dress up for the occasion. You wear a blue sports bra with matching athletic pants. You tie your shoes before leaving for Derek’s.

You weren’t sure he even knew you were coming. You were shocked to see everyone there when you walked in.

“Who’re you so dressed up for, Y/N?” Stiles wiggles his eyebrows at you.

“I’m not dressed up. Shut up.” You roll your eyes.

“Ready?” You ask Derek and he nods.

“I’m sure he is.” Scott looked at you two playfully.

You caught a whiff of someone and you sighed. You smelled arousal again. If you’d known everyone would be here with their hormones you would’ve worn a shirt.

“I’ll take you out back.” Derek mutters.

“As a matter of fact, he’ll take you anywhere.” Stiles smirks.

“Shut up, Stiles.” You and Derek said in unison.

“In my defense I was just enhancing the vibe.” Stiles throws his hands up.

“What vibe?” You cross your arms.

“Oh, you know..the overwhelming sexual tension.” Kira says casually.

You roll your eyes. You had feelings for Derek, yeah..but he didn’t reciprocate so why should you dwell on it?

“Oh, can it. All of you.” You shake your head. Derek leads you to the backyard and you start stretching. As you bent forward to touch your toes the scent of arousal grew stronger.

The scent was masked by cologne as a pair of strong hands gripped your waist.

“Relax. I’m just spotting you.”

“I don’t need spotted for stretches.” You stand up and grab a blanket, spreading it out before lying on your back. You pull a knee to your chest and Derek kneels in front of you, putting weight on it.

“You know what my mom used to tell me to make training easier?” Derek says, making small talk.

“What?” You switched knees.

“She told me to tell her a story. Usually I just told her about my day, but it made it more bearable.”

You move to your hands and knees, reaching back to grab your ankle. “It probably helps to have someone who loves you training you. Someone who cares about you.” You look over your shoulder at him as he pulls back on your ankle.

“You have that. You have that probably more than I did.” Derek replies. You drop your ankle and look at him. Did he just say he loves you?

“What did you just say?” You ask slowly.

“I think I just confessed my love for you.” Derek rubs his eyes.

“You…love..me?” You point at yourself as the two of you stand.

“It’s too late to change what I said now..but yes. I love you like crazy actually.”

You were going to milk this. “What do you love?” You smirk.

“God, what isn’t there to love? I love your smart mouth, the way you scrunch your face up when I annoy you, I love how you smell after you’ve been outside, I…honestly? I just love you.”

At this point you probably look like a cartoon character, when their hearts are pounding out of their chest. “I love you too.” You say quickly. You didn’t mean to say it, it just slipped out.

The both of you immediately are attached, your lips fitting perfectly together. You smell the arousal again, just now linking that it was Derek. You didn’t want to know before, because of how turned on you got when you caught the scent. You were afraid you’d be attracted to a high schooler.

Derek picks you up, somehow managing to stay in sync with your lips. You both pull away and lay your foreheads on each other.

“Why were you such an asshole to me?” You say quietly.

“I didn’t want you to feel obligated to date me if you knew I was in love with you.” He shrugs.

“Do you really think I’m as pathetic as you said?” You ask.

“Not at all, I just love when you’re mad.” He chuckled.

“I’m sorry for comparing you to a murderer.” You laugh.

“It’s okay. It’s kind of fitting.” Derek laughs with you.

The two of you are torn from each other by the sound of cheers and applause. You see everyone on the porch clapping and you roll your eyes.

“For God’s sake, go back inside!” You yell and they laugh.

“We should probably go back to my place.” You whisper in his ear and he smirks.

“Fine by me.”

bad habits (for a heartbreaker) (m) pt.1

Words: 18,139.
Genre: Smut, fluff + tattoo (kinda) soulmate au + messy love triangle.
Pairing: Jungkook x Reader, Yoongi x Reader. 
Summary: “The world suddenly feels as if it’s closing in on you, crashing and burning and dragging you along with it, because you can’t be in love and yet you obviously are - and the mere thought is absolutely, undeniably frightening.”
A/N: Inspired by this and this submission and the songs bad habits by the kooks and how to be a heartbreaker by marina and the diamonds.

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anonymous asked:

edit: ey fam got any jealousy/possessive you could analyse/spam us with? owo to me it feel likes it's been a while since i had last seen such a thing.

(Oh my gawd I’ve literally deleted this on accident twice when I’ve written so much and I’m going to kill myself but that’s ok because I’ve kept you waiting for so long and I’m sorry this is my punishment ahhhhhhh I luv u all)

Oh course! I’d be glad to! I’ve actually done an analysis like this before but it’ll be fun to see how much my analysis skills have improved XD ahhh I have no life~

Ok ok ok so one of the reasons why I am so into this ship is because of the fact that they seem to get jealous when one of them is talking to another person (usually an exo member). Of course people may counter against me saying “Well, it’s normal for people to get jealous when their best friend is interacting with another person”. But let me ask you this. Put yourself in this situation, you’re best friend or a very close friend of yours is talking with another friend, do you really think you would get jealous? And we are also adding the fact that there would be so many other friends around you, do you really think you would get jealous? Probably not, it’s not like you’re being left out, you’re most likely not possessive of your friend or have any right to decide whether or not if your friend can talk with someone or not. Now if we think about that, wouldn’t that make the fact that these two show somewhat of a strong sense of jealousy when the other is just talking and playing around and having skinship with usually another friend a bit suspicious?

Now let’s continue on with a slight personality analysis. I think most Chanbaek shippers can agree with the fact that out of the two, Baekhyun has more ‘jealous’ moments. Chanyeol of course has his moments but not as much. Let’s look a bit into their character. If I offend any Baekhyun stans or fellow Chanyeol stans with this analysis I am so sorry XD. From what I’ve seen, Baekhyun is a very playful, happy, extra, and out going guy. I also feel that Baekhyun is a guy who likes attention, like to be noticed, and be in the spotlight. That’s a very good personality as an idol. Baekhyun also likes to tease his members and play around with them, and as we already know he seems to tease Chanyeol quite a bit, calling him today, poking him, cracking jokes and he really likes it when he makes Chanyeol laugh, because he’s that kind of guy, he likes getting positive reactions from people. I mean everyone does, but being a extrovert, he really gets a bang out of it. So him being someone that really likes attention, if he were in a relationship, he would probably get jealous more easily than his partner because he would probably crave attention and want to be the only one in his partner’s eyes. To me, Chanyeol is a very happy dude, he’s an open guy and like sharing his works with everyone, he’s a nice guy, and he likes having fun. I’m not sure if he’s a possessive person, I mean I don’t know him and that trait is one that shows when you know that person but he really seems to be protective of Baekhyun, of course I’m aware that’s not the same as possessive but him being protective means he feels better when Baekhyun is by his side and with his protective nature with people he’s close to (or just Baekhyun maybe, I don’t think he’s really protective (if you want to call it that) of the other exo members, and if he has please correct me. So there would clearly be some jealousy if Baekhyun were interacting with other members (and being skinshipy as he is) because he cares a lot and being the protective ‘boyfriend’ that he is, would like it better if Baekhyun were near him.

Now let’s get on with something a bit deeper. Jealousy [in a relationship] is commonly perceived as something healthy, like a sign that your partner cares and is overall something the average person experiences a few times, hypothetically. But jealousy is mostly blossomed from feelings of insecurity, fear, compassion, and of course, possessiveness. The jealous moments span from throughout the years, but I hope you’ll agree with me when i say most of the are from the years 2012-2013. Now, where the insecurity may come in, let’s just hypothetically say that these two were in a relationship back in 2012. That would be the first stages of a relationship, they would be a newly made couple, and it’d be all happy, but that also means a lot of insecurity and fear. Starting a relationship means there’s not too much trust built up, you may think things like “what if they feel they made a mistake dating me?” “What if I make a mistake that they really don’t like and they want to break up?” “What if they find someone and decide that this person would be better for them?” “What if I’m just not good enough?” The fear of losing your partner to someone else is one of the main triggers for jealousy. With that fear, the mere action of your partner talking with someone else that could threaten your relationship or your partner looking at someone else, could set off jealous emotions. So if these two were in a relationship back then, then that could explain why there were so many jealous moments during those years. (2013 was also considered a bad year for chanbaek). But if they were (hypothetically) still in a relationship, more trust has been built so there’s less possibility for insecurity. Although there’s still jealousy because they just really like being with each other (also it’s pretty normal for guys to be possessive over their lover). 

So basically what I am trying to say with this analysis (consider this a tldr) is that I feel that these two do get genuinely jealous when it shows. I don’t think those expressions are fake (but of course some pictures may be a bit overboard because it’s really hard to tell if they really are looking at the other or not, but most of the time I am certain that they are looking at the other and looking jealous. I mean, they’re faces just look either sad and or ticked off. That is how jealousy is supposed to look. Jealousy is not a happy emotion. It can be ugly, it’s supposed to be negative emotions which include dejection and anger. Honestly if you don’t think that these expressions show jealousy or at least a ticked off expression then I really want to know what you see, because these expressions are definitely not neutral ones. Also the fact that they even look jealous when the other is talking with someone else really gives me suspicion on their relationship. If they were just friends or even best friends there would be no reason to get jealous. But if they were lovers, there would be a reason because being lovers means that you belong to each other and someone you want to be with for the rest of your life. So clearly there’s going to be a feel of possessiveness and more feelings of fear and insecurity (especially when you begin to question the other’s feelings and when it’s more likely to be threatened than a friendship). 

I’m so sorry this took a long time and I’m super sorry if this causes your dash to crash ;>< 

I love you guyss~

anonymous asked:

Can i request a yoongi comforting you after getting rejected? Plus ice cream in the end coz why not 😂 (i just got rejected lol)

Prompt request: Yoongi comforts you after you get rejected

Pairing: Yoongi/Reader

Genre: Hurt/Comfort + Fluff

Summary: After your longtime crush rejects you in a very public manner, Yoongi’s familiar embrace is the only thing that can provide you any comfort.

Word count: 700 words


“Y/N, I know you’re in here,” Yoongi’s soft, raspy voice echoed throughout the empty washroom. “Please come out and just talk to me.”

You snivelled in response, wiping your runny nose against the sleeve of your school uniform. As gross as it was, you were sitting on a toilet, knees tucked against your chest, as you cried your eyes out.

“I can hear you crying,” Yoongi snorted, and the door creaked as your friend stepped further into the washroom. He continued with a more somber tone, “You don’t need to hide from me. You know you can tell me what happened, right?”

“A-as if you don’t a-already know!” you snapped, your voice hitching as sobs continued to rack through your body. “Yoongi, please, I don’t want to talk right now.”

“Actually, I don’t know. I heard you were upset and I came to look for you right away,” he explained, the deep tone of his voice washing over you like calming waves. Yoongi’s footsteps rang through the washroom, only stopping when he stood before the stall you were sitting in. “We don’t have to talk about it right now. Just get out of the damn stall.”

Reluctantly, you unlocked the stall door. You pushed the door open slightly, peering through the opening. Yoongi stood before you, his face impassive as ever, but his eyes softened when he took in your tear-streaked cheeks.

“Y/N,” Yoongi smiled gently, his voice quiet. He opened his arms to you, waiting for you to fall into them. “Come here.”

“Yoongi!” you sobbed, tears beginning to fall again. Staggering forward, you leaned into Yoongi’s comforting embrace. His arms wrapped around you immediately, and not being one for words, he rubbed your back comfortingly.

He held you until your sobs subsided. When you finally pulled back from your friend, the front of his shirt with your tears (and probably your snot, too).

“Sarah told him about my crush,” you admitted, your eyes downcast. “And he rejected me in front of all his friends. Said I’m not pretty enough–good enough–for someone like him.”

“Are we talking about Jungkook?” Yoongi fumed, his words venomous. You nodded. “I told you he was an asshole. Fuck, next time I see him, he better watch himself.”

“Don’t do anything, Yoongi,” you pleaded, your lower lip quivering. “I just want everyone to forget about all of this.”

Yoongi gently placed his hand against your jaw, lifting your head so your gaze met his. His eyes were honest and infinitely caring. “Y/N, seriously, listen to me,” Yoongi spoke. “Don’t let anyone tell you that you aren’t good enough. You’re smart, kind, and beautiful, and quite frankly, you’re completely out of Jungkook’s league.”

“Yoongi–”

“I’m not done,” Yoongi interrupted with a small smile. “Honestly, you’re the best person I know. Shit, I hate getting sentimental. I’ll say this once–you’re my closest friend, and you mean the world to me. I won’t let anyone make you believe that you’re less than the best.”

“Thank you,” you whispered, a tear slipping from the corner of your eye. Yoongi brushed it away with his thumb, smiling fondly down at you.

“Now, let’s get out of here,” he said, draping an arm over your shoulders and leading you out of the washroom. “We should skip the afternoon. I’m gonna take you somewhere.”


Half an hour later, you and Yoongi found yourselves sitting on the sidewalk in front of your local department store, basking in the bright, spring sun. Both of you had a pint of Ben and Jerry’s in hand.

“I’m glad I have you, Yoongi,” you said quietly, looking up at the cloudless sky above you. You thought it was amazing, really, how in an infinite number of possibilities, Yoongi ended being your best friend.

“You’ll always have me,” Yoongi replied easily, his tone nonchalant. But you missed his secret glances–the ones that held an affection far deeper than the bonds of friendship you two shared. Yoongi’s love for you was endless, and he hoped one day it would be reciprocated.

But for now, he would wait. After all, he was happy just to be by your side.

- Girl in Luv

Hey anon! Thank you for requesting, sorry it took so long to get to. Still, I hope this helped you feel a bit better. Don’t let someone else get you down!

Love Letters And Scribbles of Hope

Soulmate AU in which soulmates can communicate by writing things on their skin

Newt Scamander x Reader

Warnings: none 

Prelude -Love Letters and Scribbles of Hope- Uncommon-Leta

Originally posted by elenarinya

Throughout the entirety of your life, you’d never met someone quite like your soulmate.

You didn’t know his name, nor could he tell it to you. For some reason, that wasn’t allowed. 

It was things like this that made you often wish you were a No-Maj. They didn’t have to experience the painfully annoying process of finding a soulmate. 

Your soulmate, whom you often referred to as “N.S” (his initials), is perhaps the most sweet people on the Earth. 

He enjoyed to read, did his best to avoid crowds, and studied profusely the creatures of the Wizarding world. Incredibly smart and kind, you wanted nothing more than to meet him immediately. One drawback of the incredibly odd part of the Soulmate Charm was the fact you, nor him, could ask any questions that could be used to find his location. 

It didn’t stop you from figuring it out, though; he was from Britain, something clear by the way he spelt certain words. That was half away around the world, wasn’t it? 

You didn’t know. You didn’t want to know, really, because that made it feel all the more impossible to find him. 

Nonetheless, you talked with each other constantly. There were never any huge fights you had had besides the one where you found out he had a crush on a girl with the initials of “L.L.” 

You ignored him for about a week before apologizing. 

Some of the toughest times for him included L.L and his expulsion from his school. He drifted from you after that, not talking to you as often as before. 

You supposed there wasn’t much to be done in that sense. 


You graduated from Illvermorny in 1920 at the bright age of eighteen. Your elder sisters, Tina and Queenie, had picked you up from the train station with bright grins and loud laughs. 

The entire way home, Queenie went on and on about how happy she was you were going to be living in the new apartment. You hadn’t been back home such a long time and Queenie assured you it was “absolutely comfy as can be.”

You took her word for it. 


N.S congratulated you on your graduation, saying he wished he could send you a present or give you a kiss at the very least. 

You simply blushed at that and replied with “Oh, hush, it’s fine.”

That night, you unpacked in your bedroom. It felt odd, knowing that once this summer ended you wouldn’t be going back. In a way it was exciting and comforting; living in the Big City at eighteen years old. 


“So,” Tina sang as Queenie set a cake down in front of you. “Make a wish, buttercup!” 

You closed your eyes, biting your lip in thought. “Queenie, no peeking,” you reminded her. 

You blew out the candles and your sisters clapped. 

And now, you thought, I wait for my N.S to come.


December 8th, 1926

N.S. I hope you are feeling a bit better. Safe travels.

The message faded away instantly, telling you he saw it on the palm of his hand. It hurt when he didn’t reply. 

“It’s okay, hun,” Queenie said soothingly. “He’s probably just busy, what with goin’ out overseas and all!” You sighed but nodded. “I suppose,” you said, though you weren’t sure. 

Tina sent you a sympathetic gaze. “It’s going to be okay, [Y/n]. At least you have a soulmate.” 

You frowned. “You guys might have soulmates, you know. Maybe they’re a No-Maj or somethin’.”

Tina raised her eyebrows. “You know that law strictly prohibits No-Maj and Wizard relationships.”

“But, Tina, even if they’re a soulmate?” you emphasised. “Look at the President. Her soulmate was a No-Maj.”

“Yes, but they didn’t get married,” she argued. “They also didn’t have any relationship after that because it’s the law.”

You huffed, standing up with your hands on the table. “Alright, you win for today, but only because I’m too tired to argue with you.” 


December 15th, 1926

I’ve arrived safe and sound. 

These were the only words you had heard from N.S since he told you he was going on an adventure of some sort. 

You had no time to reply when a fresh stack of paper-work got plopped on your desk. You glared at the man, Henry, who walked off with a smug smile. 

That man enjoyed ruining everyone’s day, you knew it. 

Without really thinking, you signed off on every page that needed signature, sorting them into piles. 

“Hello, doll,” a voice sang. You peered overtop the stack of pages, only to roll your eyes. 

“What do you want, Stevie?” you sighed, gearing up your typewriter. “How’s your N.S doin’?” he asked with a cunning grin. 

“He’s doin’ just fine,” you replied with a bittersweet smile. Honestly, that could have been a lie for all you know, seeing as N.S wouldn’t talk to you.

 “Aw, honey, just come get dinner with me, just once!” You stood up, collecting the first layer of papers. “Don’t call me ‘Honey’,” you responded, brushing past him. “I will get a date with you, [Y/n]!” he called after you. 

You only groaned as you stepped into the elevator. “Wand registration, please,” you asked the operator with a polite smile. As you waited, you peeked at the palm of your hand. 

No response. 

The operator noticed your disappointment. “Don’t worry,” he assured you when the elevator came to a stop. “My wife never replies to me.”

You laughed and thanked him before stepping out. “Tina!” you sigh, slowly walking about. “I have those applications you asked for, although the one for the foreigner is blank because I couldn’t get a name.” You strolled around the corner only to see her desk empty. You frowned, going over and finding a note left for either you or Queenie. 

Out. It was urgent. See you at home

-Tina G.

You shrugged and set the stack of applications down on her desk. 


You checked out of work a little while later. The weather was frigid and cold. 

You walked home, forcing your hands to stay inside your coat pockets; you couldn’t let yourself become attached to a man you didn’t even know. 

“Queenie,” you called, walking through the doors of your home, “I’m home.”

Queenie ran to you immediately and grasped your hands. “Go do up your hair!” she whisper-yelled. “Why?” you replied in the same tone. 

“We have visitors! And one of them is your soulmate!” she squealed happily. 

Your eyes went wide. “Queenie, stop yankin’ me,” you say with a wobbly voice. “I’m not! I swear on my life, I’m not, honey-pie,” Queenie said, putting her hands on your cheeks. “I read his mind!”

“Queenie,” you said warningly. “Oh, I know, I know,” she said, pulling away. “I know what you’re going to say but I just couldn’t help it. He feels so bad for ignorin’ you, actually.”

You went rigid. Maybe it was him. 

“What’s his name?” you demand first. 

“One Newt Scamander. He has a cute friend, too.”

“I don’t care about the friend, Queenie. What is his soulmate’s initials.”

“[1st initial] G. I’m assuming the G is for Goldstein and the [1st initial] is for [Y/n],” she sang. You glared at your sister before ripping your coat off and hanging it up. “Whoever that man is, I can promise you it won’t be my N.S. Loads of people have his initials and my initials, that isn’t a valid reason to assume something.”

“B-but honey-pie, he’s a Brit!” Queenie said desperately, grasping your wrist as you walked away. “[Y/n], I know. I know. That’s your soulmate just there, sitting at our dining table. You have got to trust me.”

You stare at Queenie questionably, examining her. “Fine. I believe you.”

She went to clap her hands together. 

“But! I look like complete trash. The wind ruined my hair and I wasn’t exactly expecting to meet anyone so I didn’t wear a nice outfit. How long are they going to be here?”

“All night, I suspect.”

“Fine. I’ll…I’ll talk to them later. Don’t say anything about me to him!” you added, pointing a finger at her. “I won’t, I promise I won’t say anything about you again…”

“’Again’?!” 

“Shush!” Queenie exclaimed. “Tina is still in their with them and she doesn’t like when we yell.” 

“Oh, please, she isn’t queen of the world,” you grumbled as you trudged up the staircase. “Ah,” you heard Queenie sigh, “what a fine job that oughta be.” 


You paced your bedroom, staring at the quill and bottle of ink that sat on your vanity. 

With a short curse, you sat down and seized the quill in hand. 

reply, please. it’s an emergency you scribble down on your palm. 


Newt turned his hand over and looked around at the others in the table, frantic. “I need a pen!” he exclaimed, cutting off the rather awkward dinner conversation. “Hurry up, I need a pen!”

Tina, startled by his outburst, stands. “Alright, just calm down, I’ll be right back.”

Queenie gives him a knowing wink from over the brim of her teacup. 

Tina strolled back in and set down a fountain pen for him to use. 

They all watch as he begins to scribble on his hand. “Stop watching,” he said sheepishly, sliding down in his seat to hide his message. 

“Er…what’s going on?” Jacob asks quietly. “He’s talkin’ to his sweetheart,” Queenie says with a dreamy smile. 

“Oh, alright,” he says as though he understands. What the hell? 


I’m here

You stare at your hand and sigh. He replied. 

My sister is telling me you’re in my dining room you write.

I’m in a dining room…what does your sister happen to look like? 

Cute blonde you reply.

I see a blonde

You roll your eyes at his answers. Now ISN’T the time 

Alright, fine

What does that mean?

You wait patiently for a reply, chewing on your lower lip. The ink fades and no reply comes. 

Please don’t ignore me

Once again, the ink fades and he doesn’t reply. 

You stand up and angrily run a hand through your hair. 

“What does that mean?!” you shout to no one, wishing you could just hear what he had to say.

“It means that I’ve finally found you,” a gentle voice says. It’s his.

You’ve never felt happier.

You know what’s sad? In season 1, Clarke was the one who saved Jasper from death. Now in season 4, Clarke didn’t even get a chance to say goodbye to Jasper, and even before his death, they’re relationship was still a bit rocky.

Looking at Jasper and Bellamy, in season 1, Bellamy essentially didn’t have hope for Jasper to live and even threatened to kill him if he didn’t get better. Now in season 4, Bellamy convinced Jaha to give the kids the choice of life or death, and was able to say his final goodbyes to Jasper.

It’s such an interesting role reversal/parallel…and I wish that Clarke would have said her goodbyes to the boy she saved all that time ago, but this situation really highlights Clarke’s detachment from her people and especially the Delinquents (which started in season 2) while on the other hand, highlights Bellamy’s attachment to his people/Delinquents. *sigh* Still sad that Jasper’s gone :(