Not being able to remember how you felt before… try and keep that feeling because… if it goes… you’ll never get it back

Maybe More Than Friends (Peter Parker x Stark!Reader)

Word Count: 4,729

Peter Parker x Reader

Summary: After Peter joined the Avengers, you were basically forced into spending a lot of time with him, being that your father is being that your father is the Tony Stark. Your relationship starts off fairly innocent being as Peter was fairly shy around you, and not to mention that Tony had strictly forbid you two from dating. But despite your best efforts, the sexual tension between you two is undeniable. And one night while the rest of the Avengers are out on a mission, leaving you and Peter alone, the sexual tension comes to a peak. Peter is 18 in this fic.

Warnings: Extreme fluff. Language. Smut smut smut

You remember the first time you met Peter Parker. It was embarrassing, to say the least.

It was a pretty unexpected meetup. You didn’t even know that he was in the tower. You were working in the lab with another one of your dad’s employees, helping design a suit for the new Avengers recruit, Spiderman. It was your first major job, and you were so focused that you hadn’t even noticed when your dad and Peter walked in.

“Hey, Y/N, meet the new recruit, Peter. Peter, meet Y/N, my daughter.” Tony said loudly as he entered the lab, startling you and making you hit your head on the wall.

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Magnets; 1220 words

The trip to the hospital is mostly silent.

Isak seems to have gone into shock, leaning against Even in a daze, and the boys are coming down from the adrenaline rush.  Isak is all Even can focus on, though.  The boys don’t need him; they’re only here to be there for Isak.

Isak who got hurt because of Even.

Not directly, but Even feels the guilt so vividly it’s as if he hit Isak himself.  The thought actually makes his stomach heave, but he’s adamant not to throw up on the tram and stress Isak out.  Isak feels so light against his side, as if he isn’t even there.

But no, Even’s arm is securely around Isak’s shoulders to keep him close.  Under the grimy layer of blood – that Even tried his best to clean off – Isak looks more grey than white.  He doesn’t seem to be having trouble breathing, and Even silently thanks whatever guardian angel Isak may have.  He’s pretty sure watching Isak unable to breathe would be too much for his already fried nerves to deal with.

He knows logically that there’s always a chance he could run into people he knew at Bakka.  He just wasn’t expecting to be so fucking exposed when it happened.  It wasn’t like they’d been at the same bar and happened across each other.  Even had been right up there on the god damn stage like a sacrificial lamb for the slaughter.

That’s how it felt anyway.

His life had flashed in front of him up on that stage, and for a split second all he could think was Isak can’t find out like this and I’m not ready.

It had all been such a blur, but for as long as he lives Even will never forget the crack of bone colliding with bone.

“Even, our stop.” Magnus nudges his shoulder and all Even can do it nod, helping Isak up and pulling him in close for the walk into A&E.

Even’s starting to think he might be in shock as well.  He doesn’t feel like he’s attached to his body at all.  He tries to concentrate on the places he’s connected to Isak as they leave the warm Norwegian evening behind them and enter the harsh cold of the emergency room.

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nachtkniver  asked:

Hiiii, can you do a headcanon with the rfa and mc on their wedding night? Thank you!

Heya! Hope you like it! ^^

RFA on wedding night


  • He’s an actor, he knows how to stay calm before a big debut
  • But no musical he ever started made him feel that nervous. He feels like sweating, but he can’t sweat or it will ruin his make-up.
  • He noticed Seven and Jumin whispering about something looking concerned, what were those two up to?
  • They managed to distract him, but Yoosung entered the room. “Seven, did you already delete the photo of MC? Oh, Zen! I didn’t know you would be here…” “Usually, the broom room is reserved for the broom, Yoosung.” Jumin explained calmly, but it was very perceptive that he wasn’t pleased.
  • “What are you talking about? What photo of MC?” Zen got back to his nervous state. “I don’t think is worthy trying to hide from him anymore, some paparazzi took a photo of MC in her bride dress.” “But don’t worry, I’m already on it, Zen, there’s nothing to worry ab…”
  • “What’s wrong with these people? Seriously, they have absolutely no respect or consideration for such a sacred moment! MC doesn’t deserve this!” Zen ignored Seven and kept on yelling about boundaries and the difference between public and private, then he stopped when he heard a sweet voice coming from outside the room, through the door.
  • “Zen? Are you ok, honey?” it was you. Oh god! He was yelling that loud that you heard from your room? “I-I’m okay, babe. Do-don’t worry…” “Zen, you’re a great actor, but you know I can tell when you’re lying, right?”
  • He took a deep breath. “I’m sorry, MC. I’m just pissed at the press! They can’t do that to you! If they can’t respect me, they should at least respect the woman of my life!” “Zen, it’s fine…” “No, it’s not fine, MC! Will it be like this forever? Every step we take is going to be followed around by these vultures? I… what if I can handle this?”
  • “Zen… I’m coming in!” “No, no, you can’t! It’s bad luck, babe!” “Bad luck would be you not seeing what everybody already saw, it’s okay… our love is stronger than any silly superstition…”
  • You came in and took Zen’s breath away, did he die and went to heaven? You looked like an angel… “Babe… you… you are…” you giggled and cupped his face with your hand. “You don’t have to handle anything by yourself from now on, Hyun. I’ll be here for you, no matter what, okay? Let them talk, everything will be ok as long as we’re together.”
  • All his anger from before was fading away, he was still amazed about your power of making everything that was wrong just… disappear. “So, I have a surprise for you” you told him “There’s something nobody saw it yet, you’ll be the first one…”
  •  “Oh, let’s… let’s give them some privacy, guys…” Seven said blushing and moving Jumin and Yoosung out of the room, you rolled your eyes. “It’s nothing naughty! I just… wanted to show you my vows…” “Oh, babe, you don’t have to!” “No, just read it! I… memorized this, so maybe it’ll feel different when you actually hear me there?”
  • It actually felt different when you were in the aisle, professing your love for him, the words were the same, but seeing you say it, your eyes tearing up, was a whole new experience. And in that moment, among all those flashes from all those cameras and all those people, all he could see was you, and it would be like that from now on.


  • He was unrecognizable, everybody was expecting a sweaty stuttering mess, he was just sitting there, quiet… staring at the wall.
  • “There’s something really wrong, dude!” Seven stated. “What are you talking about? He looks great!” Zen shrugged.
  • “Hey, Yoosung? Do you want anything? Some water, breathmints, a roofie?” Yoosung didn’t answer to Seven’s teasing… Yeah, this was bad.
  • “Yoosung? Are you okay, dude?” Zen asked, now noticing what Seven was talking about. Zen and Seven looked at each other, they had no idea what to do.
  • Seven went looking for you, he knocked at the door, Jaehee answered. “Hey… huh, try to be discreet, but… Yoosung is being really weird right now…” “If he’s panicking, just talk to him, he’ll be fine.” “No, that’s the problem, he’s… not panicking, he’s just… there.” “What do you mean?” Jaehee went out of the bedroom.
  • “Seven? Is that you? Is something wrong, Jaehee?” you were standing next to the door, oh god… “Talk! Is something wrong with Yoosung?”
  • “We’re… not sure… “ “So… what is it? Did he run away?” “WHAT? NO! I mean… Zen could stop him if he tried, right?” Oh my god…
  • “I should go and check him.” “MC, I don’t think that’s a good idea…” Jaehee warned you. “Seven, is he not saying anything? Looking like he’s spacing out?” “Yeah…” “See? I know my future husband and I know how to deal with him.”
  • You went to his room, it was worse than you thought, he looked like he had been playing LOLOL for 36 hours non-stop, but he didn’t play LOLOL for a while now.
  • “Yoosung? Are you okay, honey?” you came close to him carefully. “Tell me if there’s something wrong, and if I can help  you.”
  • He finally looked at you! You looked like a fairy! He could not believe it was real, you were real1 And you were going to get married to someone like him? “That’s exactly what’s wrong, MC.”
  • “What?” “Us…” “Yoosung…” “No, I’m serious! Look at you, coming to comfort me because I keep getting pathetic in front of you… what if I’ll never be able to comfort you? To help you? To protect you? It will feel like you’re my older sister, exactly like it was with…”
  •  You hold his hand sweetly. “Yoosung, do you love me?” “Of course, MC!” “You love me as much as you did that time when you got into Mint Eye?” “I love you even more, MC!”
  • “Well, didn’t you do everything to protect me back then? You’ve been acting like my guardian angel way before we decided to get married, Yoosung. It’s not a pair of rings or… saying vows and signing a document, it’s about us being able to rely on each other. And I rely on you so much, I look at your eye like this and I remember why I can rely on you that much, my Yoosung…”
  • Both of you were tearing a little. “I’m gonna be… the happiest man on Earth, right?” “It depends only on you.”
  • And when he saw you coming towards him in the aisle. He knew: yep, he was definitely the happiest man on Earth.


  • Both of you were anxious, she was better at hiding it.
  • You had breakfast together in complete silence, it felt like you two had to keep your feelings to yourselves right now and let everything out later in that aisle.
  •  You decided to come separated to the hotel where the wedding was going to happen. That way, you would actually miss each other.
  • You came first, Yoosung and Zen were already waiting for you to help you with whatever you needed. Jaehee would be here anytime soon.
  • But time was ticking, and you didn’t hear from hear. You asked the hotel staff, she haven’t arrived yet.
  • You called her. “Jaehee, is everything okay, honey?” “MC, I’m sorry, I’m stuck on traffic, there was an accident and…”
  • “MC, calm down! You didn’t let me finish! There was an accident on the road and now it’s intermitted, I might stay stuck here for a while…” you sighed in relief, but you quickly tensed up when you actually understood the trouble you were in.
  • “What do we do now, Jaehee? Oh, this is all my fault!” “MC, it’s not your fault, stop panicking, please! You’re making me nervous too.” “I’m sorry, love, I’m so so sorry, I… can’t help myself! I… I’m so afraid everything will go wrong! I can’t live with myself if something goes wrong between us, Jaehee, I can’t!”
  • “MC… I’m scared too, but it’s that good fear, you know what I mean? Like that one we felt when we opened the café, it’s not really a fear, it’s just…”
  •  “Anticipation” you completed her sentence and you both giggled. “It’s just… I treated you so coldly this morning, Jaehee, I’m so sorry.” “It’s okay, I did the same thing, we’re just trying to make the best out of it, but the best is when we act like we normally do, right? Maybe that’s our first lesson for when we get married…”
  • “Yes… I wonder when that will be…” “Be patient, I’ll be there as soon as you realize, MC!”
  •  And then something clicked in your mind. “Zen, can you do me a favor?”
  • Riding a bike on a dress was the most uncomfortable and craziest thing she’s ever done, but she was in a hurry as much as you were. She couldn’t wait anymore being away from you on such an important day…
  • When she got there, she barely had time to get her helmet off, you were all over her, hugging her tightly and kissing her face. “I’m so happy to see you, there’s so much I want to say to you now, Jaehee, I…” she put a finger on your lips. “I’m here, I’m safe, you look wonderful, and I wish to hear what you have to say when you read your vows to me. Everything will be fine, my love.”
  • And both of you said everything that was stuck on your throats since that awkward morning. Fortunately, mornings like that one would be soon replaced by the sweetest and romantic ones.


  • Was he nervous? Nobody could tell. But he’d been checking his tie and adjusting his cufflinks  each 10 seconds
  • Seven and Yoosung were talking a lot, Jumin couldn’t hear them, he was only thinking of you. How perfect you would look coming down the aisle, how amazing it would be your first dance as a married couple, how sweet would be the first moment you two would be alone… calm down, Jumin, you’re getting ahead of yourself! Maybe you shold check your tie again.
  • His father entered the room, Seven and Yoosung immediately excused themselves, truth be told, Mr. Chairman could be as intimidating as his son sometimes.
  • “I should tell you how proud I am of you, son. Seeing you so happy about sharing your life with a significant other is something I only hoped for you, and it actually happened. And she is a wonderful lady…”
  • “She’s really marvelous.” “Yes, I regret I ever doubted her intentions. If I knew better, I wouldn’t have convinced her to sign a pre-nup…” “You did what?”
  • “Well, I was worried about after that Sarah and Glam situation, and I thought she might be another gold digger, so I talked to her and she agreed on signing it. I should have known that moment when she didn’t even hesitate, she really loves you.”
  • “Yes, shocking, isn’t it? My own father didn’t think I could actually make someone fall in love with me for who I am, unbelievable…” “Son, it’s nothing like this…”
  • “Seriously, you really think talking to her behind my back because you were doubting her was a good idea? And why would she even agree to this? I…” “Son, calm down…”
  • “Yes, I will as soon as I talk to her. Excuse me, father.” Jumin entered in your room without previous warning, you tried to cover the dress, scared. “Ju-Jumin? What are you doing here?”
  • “Don’t need to cover yourself, love. I already saw the dress, remember? We were together when the designer sketched. Although seeing you like this is a heavenly vision, indeed…” you felt his eyes a little distant.
  • “Jumin, are you okay?” “Why didn’t you tell me you signed a pre-nup?” “Oh, this is… I thought your father wouldn’t say a thing, I just… was trying to make a good impression for him…”
  • “You don’t have to worry about what my father thinks, MC. You’re getting married with me! I’ll be the one to protect you, and I need you to have financial stability if something ever happens to me…” “Jumin, don’t even say a thing like that…”
  • “I’m sorry, but we have to be realistic here. If something ever happens to me, I can’t leave you without nothing, MC. This is much more serious and important than causing an impression on my father.” “I… I’m sorry, Jumin, I didn’t want to make you get mad or…”
  •  “I would never get mad at you.” He rushed to hold your hands. “I think it’s adorable you want to please my father, but from now on, we should make a commitment of discussing matters like that.” He felt himself calming down just by holding your warm soft hands. “Yes, I promise, Jumin…”
  • And you really did, as you repeated that in your vows. He didn’t regret seeing you before the marriage, it didn’t really make a difference in the end, since looking at you like that felt like he was seeing you for the very first time.


  • Nobody could bare him! He was getting snappy and rude to everybody, including his brother.
  • Saeran excused himself before he could punch him. Imagine a black eye on a day like this, MC would kill them both.
  • But he had to do something, and he knew you were the only one who could actually make Saeyoung go back to his normal stupid self.
  • “He’s being an ass, MC!” “Oh, I’m sure he’s just nervous, Saeran, give him time.” “Well, how much time do you have before getting on the aisle?” he had a point…
  • “Okay, I’ll talk to him…” you sighed and went to him, you knocked at the door. “Saeyoung? What’s going on?”
  •  “I can’t believe he called you! I told him I was fine! Ugh… just… go get ready, MC!” “Don’t tell me what to do like this, Saeyoung, I already said I don’t like it!”
  • “Well, I’m sorry if I’m actually worried about the wedding schedule, but if you want to waste time, be my guest!” oh no he didn’t!
  • You stormed out inside of his room. He looked at you surprised, you looked like you just stepped out of a fairy-tale… a very angry princess was coming towards him, oh crap!
  • “Listen, you prick! You can’t treat me or anybody who cares about you like this just because you’re nervous, you heard me? You think I’m not nervous too? That I’m not anxious about sharing my whole life with you? I’m freaking terrified, Saeyoung! But I swallowed my fears, put a smile on my face and just started thinking about how amazing it will be being with the person I most love in the whole universe. So I suggest you do the same and stop being an asshole! Was I clear?”
  • His eyes were widened, you sounded so… sexy! And you were absolutely right!  “Was I clear, Saeyoung?” “Crystal clear…”
  • “Good… so apologize to your brother and, fix your tie!” he fixed it so fast you felt like giggling, but you had to keep it serious “Hey, MC?” “Yes, Saeyoung?” “You look stunning!” “Yeah, thanks… “ you blushed and he grinned.
  •  “I’m really sorry, MC. I still have a long way to go about controlling my anxiety, but I know you will always be there to sensually scold me like you did jus now…” “ I wasn’t trying to be sensual, but ok…” “No,I… promise I’ll be the best for you, MC! I’ll never let a wet towel on the bed and I’ll always put down the toilet seat and… I’ll do my best to only show you my best side, because you deserve the best, after all…” “Thanks for saying that, but I hope these aren’t your vows, I don’t really want to hear about toilet seats in front of the priest, Saeyoung…” you two laughed.
  • And his vows actually weren’t nothing like that, it was so sweet and honest that you cried. He promised himself if he would ever make you cry again, it could only be tears of joy like this.

You can see Saeran and V here~


Raising the Barn (I really hope these are up until midnight pacific time and not eastern time ‘cause pausing to rewind and take notes means these are taking a while lol)(Also wooo Amber Cragg’s first ep as storyboarder!!)

(Side note: gosh this episode is gorgeous.)

Ahahah this is gonna be interesting. Let’s see what I pick up that I didn’t before?

Cut because it got long!

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Chapter One: I Found You

Lafayette x Reader 

Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three | Chapter Four | Chapter Five

Note: This is part one of what will be a 5 part series, I haven’t written the whole series yet but I do have it planned out and my goal is to release a new part once a week until it’s all done. Hope you enjoy! This is a modern Soulmate AU

Summary: A young Gilbert du Motier, de Lafayette arrives in America from France to find his soulmate. After making a group of friends he finally finds her, the missing piece from his life. His soulmate.

Disclaimer: I don’t speak french more than the basics so all my French comes from google translate. I apologize if it’s dreadful. 

Word Count: 1,751

Originally posted by fuckyeahdaveeddiggs

Lafayette had grown up learning English. When he first read his soulmate tattoo, scrawled across his forearm in neat flowing handwriting the words  “Would you watch where you’re going next time?” had meant nothing to him. 

His mother had explained to him that his soulmate tattoo was written in another language and from that moment he was demanded to learn it. He dreamed of one day moving across the sea, going somewhere they spoke English. He dreamed of going to America.

When he was 24 Lafayette finally made it to America. He had decided to start his search in New York city. It seemed the best place to start his search and it was the place he always dreamed to begin in. That’s where he met an interesting group of guys, all around his age, at a bar one night only a week into his search.

“Whoa there friend” A tall, broad shouldered and muscled man said as Lafayette had tripped slightly trying to avoid a couple who were attached at the lips. The man steadied Lafayette, one of his thick large hands on his chest the other on his shoulder. “Don’t want to fall over there”

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Royals pt1

Reader x Jimin

Genre: Fluff, maybe some angst? 

Anonymous said: “Could you write a Jimin x reader story where Jimin is royalty?”

Short synopsis: All you want is to protect him, all he wants is freedom. After disguising yourself as a boy to join the royal guard, the prince might be more of a handful than you could have ever imagined.

Disclaimer: This takes place in a land far, far away. You know, like Shrek, but I promise Jimin isn’t going to turn into an ogre. Nothing that happens is remotely historically accurate, because it does not take place in the past. 

You would never forget the first time you saw him. He was standing on a balcony that overlooked the courtyard with his father, the king. Even then, he held his head high, the way a prince should.

It was his eyes that first struck you. The way he looked out at the crowds of people, his people, without fear or hesitation. 

He had just recovered after being at deaths door for over a month, and he still looked slightly ill. His cheeks were hollow and his lips pale, and you thought how miserable he must be standing in the cold winter air after such an ordeal. 

Your family, along with hundreds of others, was there to show your respect. Not even a week ago, there were rumors that he wouldn’t make it through the night. The kingdom had gathered together, hoping for a miracle but expecting to hear the worst.

“Poor boy.” An elderly women said to your mother as the people cheered, the miraculous recovery of the prince a relief to all. “They say it was poison. Which means it must have been someone close, to get past the food tasters and all…”

“Must be such a lonely life.” Your mother had sighed. “Never knowing who to trust, or who’s close because they care and who just wants your power.”

You felt a pang of sympathy for the young prince as the two spoke. It sounded like a lonely life indeed. 

“I heard they’re investigating the royal guard. Such a shame when even the people who are supposed to protect you may not be loyal.”

“I’ll protect him.” You chimed in. In your mind, everyone deserved to be surrounded by people who would look out for them, and if no one else could be trusted to, you would do it yourself. “I’ll join the royal guard and keep him safe.”

“What a sweet girl.” The elderly women said with a smile, patting your head. “Maybe one day they’ll change the laws and you can.”

You were only vaguely aware of light trickling in through the thinly veiled window when you woke up, your mind still groggy from sleep. It was the same dream you had increasingly often. It was funny, you thought, how a memory from the age of 7 could shape someone’s life as drastically as it had yours. 

it was later than you had meant to get going, but it only took you a few minutes to slip on your boots and comb your hair. You had slept in your clothes the night before, too tired to change after the long ride. All you could do was hope your shirt wasn’t too terribly wrinkled. 

Your sword swung slightly from your hip as you made your way down the inn’s stairs, having no time for breakfast.

“Good luck, boy.” The innkeeper called after you as you made your way toward the door. 

“Thanks. I’ll need it.” You called over your shoulder. 

You still couldn’t believe how close you were to achieving what you had been working towards for years. With any luck, you would pass the final test the next day and become part of the royal guard. You had the skill, you knew you did; as long as no one guessed that you weren’t actually a boy, everything would be fine.

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la douleur exquise (3)

Originally posted by veriloquentmind

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10


Appearance of another EXO member

I’d be lying to myself if I said that I didn’t enjoy work since it was a rewarding job to say the least. The company was extremely well known and I had met a lot of very important people in the business world. The only thing that I could live without was the awkwardness I felt whenever I was around Sehun, and I didn’t think that it was going to end anytime soon. I still felt like he was teasing me whenever I was alone with him in his office.

I’ve already been here just under a month and I have already learned a lot about how Sehun has changed since the time we were together. Most of the things I heard about him was from Jay since she has worked for him for about 6 months now and the rest I’ve picked up myself.

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{PART 19} Who Are You? // Im Jaebum

Originally posted by sugaglos

Pairing: Jaebum x Reader (ft. Jackson + Jinyoung)

Genre: Angst, sad

Summary; The time has finally come for you and Jaebum to find out where everything went wrong. While Jackson goes out of his mind, you find yourself faced with the biggest dilemma of your life.


PLEASE READ: This chapter contains scenes that some people may find upsetting. Reader discretion is advised. Mentions of cheating, road/car accidents, hospitals, comas.

I update this series every Sunday between 9pm-10pm (U.K Time)

This chapter contains text message imagines.

{Part 1} // {Part 18} {Part 19} {Part 20}

(for those of you who like to listen to music while reading, I recommend this song for this chapter on repeat. Say Something - Max Schneider + Victoria Justice [Cover] )

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Amnesia (Bellamy Blake x Reader)

A/N: So I got a song request to do amnesia by five seconds of summer, took a while and I lost the request in my inbox, but here it is xox

An unhideable feeling of sadness looms over Bellamy as he lays in the bed you used to share with him. Now you spend your nights in the drop ship, your eyes never opening as you lay in a peaceful coma. The sun began to rise, he could see the light hitting the outside of the tent. He hasn’t slept yet, how could he? Guilt plagues his thoughts. He blames himself for what happened. If only he had tried better to keep you safe, that grounder never would have attacked you and hit your head. You would still be here with him and he wouldn’t be losing his mind. Sighing, Bellamy stood up and made his way to where you are.

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0700: I’ll Give You Control, But Just For Tonight

“Thanks for the ride,” Harper murmurs, but she makes no move to exit Harry’s car.

“Yeah, it’s no problem,” he replies quietly, his head slowly turning so that he’s facing her. It’s the first time that she notices the smallest of bruises underneath his right eye.

Harper doesn’t think as she lightly presses her index finger against the bruise, tracing the wound. Harry tenses at first under her touch, but he lets her do as she pleases. His eyes flick back and forth between her face and her fingers, but her eyes are solely on the discolored patch of skin.

“Sorry about this,” she whispers and her thumb rubs underneath his eye, the rest of her palm lightly cupping his cheek.

“Don’t worry about it. I’ve had worse.” His lips barely move as he replies. Both of them seemed to know that any loud sound would break them out of whatever moment they were having.

“Do you want to come inside to ice it?” The words slip out before she can think any better of herself. Her breathing stops as she waits for a reply.

“Sure.” Both of them let out a loud breath simultaneously.

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anonymous asked:

How do the mercs react the first time their SO says I love you?


Chances are he won’t believe it at first.  He’ll laugh and shrug it off, honestly not expecting much out of the statement beyond it being friendly banter.  But once he has a chance to think about it, he’ll seriously overthink it.  Were you being serious?  There was no way you were being serious.  No way.  Seriously?  But wait, had he totally ruined it?  He’d shrugged it off and now you thought he was an asshole, right?  Shit.  He’d messed it up he’d messed it up he’d messed it up why did he shrug it off shit shit shit shit shit shit.

Of course when he goes to ask about it, he’ll say it very jokingly since he doesn’t expect you to answer in the positive again.  After that, he’s head-over-heels happy for at least the next few weeks; constant bragging comments few months.


He doesn’t understand the gravity of the statement at first.  He laughs, slaps a hand on your shoulder and thanks you for the compliment.  He would, however, tell you entirely honestly that he loves you as well, then proudly stride off while entirely content with his belief that, since you were clearly only meaning it to be platonic, he got to admit his feelings without his secret being known!  The perfect ruse!!  You’d have to say it a few more times for the message to sink in, and after that he’ll probably turn a bit red in the face and say that he had been honest too.


Absolutely filled with glee.  They are all giggles and sunshine whenever they’re around you, showering you with flowers and sweets and little drawings of the both of you together.  Of course, they’ll also invite you to watch the giant bonfire made from the corpses the opposing team, but look at the pretty sparks that come off of their glasses and watches!  Isn’t it pretty~?!


It may take a few tries for him to remember and realize that you’ve said it at all (late nights with drinks made it very difficult to remember anything at all), but once he does he sees it as the go-ahead to finally get romantic.  He’s a bit more gentle for a while whenever you’re alone, soft-spoken and kind.  But once he feels comfortable enough in the relationship, he’ll get back to being his loud and rather brash self; even moreso now that he’s got you by his side.  He’ll undoubtedly watch your back, just so long as you always have his.


Heavy never had the chance to grow up somewhere where love and romance were common things.  In his childhood, having people outside of family that you cared about was a dangerous thing, and things could only end badly for you both.  That’s why when you first told him that you loved him, the entire world felt cold.  It was too dangerous.  Too risky.  He wants to care for you, but he’s scared of what it entails.  It will take a long while for him to feel safe enough to start showing emotion around you; although you’ll definitely be able to tell how fiercely protective he’ll be of you right off the bat.


Engie will be beyond delighted that you’ve finally admitted your feelings for him; because it finally gives him the go ahead to do what he likes.  Every time you’re together he’s got his eyes and hands all over you, making sure your attention is on him and only him.  Even if you’re both out on the field, he’ll find a way to get to you and make sure you remember to whom you belong.  Heaven help the poor soul that happens to glance at you; enemy team or not they’ll be seeing the reset before the end of the day.  You’re his, after all; and no one else is allowed near you.  No one.  Ever.


Sniper can feel his heart stop beating the moment after you say it.  The man can’t believe his own ears, and has to take about three full minutes to process what you said.  At that point he can practically feel his blood pounding throughout his body, turning his cheeks and ears a bright red.  He is still silent as ever, excited and anxious if a bit stiff and stuck in a daze.  He wants to believe it, and yet he simply can’t.  Did you really just say that?  Naw, you couldn’t have.  But you did.  But you didn’t mean it.  But what if you did?  There’s no way you did.  But he could have sworn you said it!  Maybe it was a mistake.  Oh, but that look on your face…  That couldn’t be a mistake.

Eventually he finally processes the statement and grins widely, hefting you up to spin you around, keeping you safely secured in his tight bear hug.  He’s laughing heartily and his heart is practically leaping out of his chest.  This has got to be the best day of his life.


Medic isn’t exactly one for serious romance.  He’s the type for a “friends with benefits” sort of relationship, and any mention of emotions is sure to get little more than a laugh and a dismissive wave.  However, when you happened to be the one to say that dreaded phrase, the man genuinely had to pause and take in what you’d said.  He eventually laughs and waves a hand to shoo the idea away, but it is far more halfhearted than what it would normally be.  Lots of people had said that to him before, but few have genuinely meant it.  Chances are he’ll be thinking about that moment for a long time, and only if you said it again will he think it’s genuine.

He might be afraid to speak to you for a while, just because he’s unused to that feeling being genuine.  He doesn’t know what to think of you, himself, or these feelings; so he’s afraid to get involved with anything.  After a while, he’d probably warm up to the idea of trying something serious, although he’ll probably go about it all wrong at first.


(admin undercover’s spin on his reaction below. everything above is all admin headshot’s! :D)

Unlike his other teammates, his reaction doesn’t lead to a happy ending. Spy is a walking shadow - meaning he must sever any connections to him as discreetly as he can. True, maybe his heart yearns for settling down…giving up espionage…making another life for himself. But in the end, he knows he’ll always choose the thrill of spying over the routine that comes from loved ones.

So hearing a lover of his say, “i love you” for the first time, he knows it’s time to leave. There are two generalized ways he’d react: A) he can’t find himself loving this person back/doesn’t return the same intensity this person feels for him. or, B) he has a dawning realization, “oh merde, i’m in love, oh god, i can’t do this.” (the B route is rare in comparison to the A route). Either way, it doesn’t matter what Spy feels. 

He’s going to do what he does best, and what he’s done for all of his life - flee and melt into the shadows. He’ll make himself obscure from his own lover, and would most likely never return to them again.


Originally posted by cyyphr

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Angst, School AU, Smut

Summary: When you love someone so deeply, so irrevocably and so passionately is it really possible to keep it hidden? You knew you were screwed from the moment you met Min Yoongi, your new English teacher, he knew it too.  As the feelings between the two of you grow you have to face a difficult decision, are you really willing to forsake everything for this forbidden love? 

You always thought it was weird how some mornings, you wake up completely oblivious to the fact that in a few hours time, your entire life will have been turned upside down.  It’s like you wake up, eat breakfast and leave for school, and it’s all just so normal yet by the time you shut your eyes to sleep that night you’re questioning whether anything can ever be normal again.

That’s exactly what it was like the day you met Min Yoongi.

You were sitting in your English classroom marvelling at how slowly this day seemed to have dragged, you impatiently tapped your pen against the paper of your notepad and gazed up at the clock every other second. Right now there was nothing you wanted more than to go home and spend the rest of the day in your pyjamas watching TV shows.

There was a new English teacher and today was his first day teaching your class. And he was already ten minutes late.

Your actual teacher was on maternity leave so he would just be filling in for awhile whilst she was away, considering English was one of your best subjects, all you could do was hope that this guy wasn’t totally useless and that your grades wouldn’t dramatically fall.

You were tired and felt sore from clearing tables for a ridiculous amount of hours at the cafe last night, you moved your hand to rub the back of your aching neck and you inadvertently let out a sigh, it must have been quite loud because the guy sitting next to you gave you a quick wink, you quickly look away, blushing.

You didn’t have time for this right now. You just wanted to go home and not have to deal with all these people.

It was after another five minutes that finally, the classroom door opened, slowly, like he was purposely trying to build up suspense, but you didn’t care and went back to staring at the lines on the paper in front of you.

But when you finally looked up again and laid eyes on the man that stepped in through the door, well that was the moment everything changed.

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At the Zoo - Chapter 6

There it is, the last chapter of this story – there’s a small epilogue coming on next Monday but it’s mostly done:)

thank you to you, reader, thank you for bearing with me through this difficult story. It hasn’t been a fun ride for Peeta, but there’s light at the end of the tunnel.

Trust me when I say it had been a very difficult story to write too.

My deepest respect goes to the every single person who suffers from PTSD, or panic attacks. Know you’ll always find someone willing to listen to you if need be. Just reach out.

This story wouldn’t have been out without the help of the incredible @xerxia31 who took on the job of betaing this whole story.

This story wouldn’t have been the same at all without the help of the amazing dandelion-sunset who insisted that I keep the PTSD scene when I wanted to delete it. She also beta-ed.

And to @akai-echo – her art, her aesthetics echo (pun intended) the story – her images are a strong companion to my words. Her vision on my stories is a gift I cherish.

Well, let’s do this, shall we ? Let’s go see another animal … I hope you liked my little game with the names of the chapters:)

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6. Panthera Leo.

It had been weeks since Peeta last went into the zoo. Three weeks and two days to be precise. Since the day he had spent walking around the park like any other visitor, taking the time to look at the animals, to watch their movements, his fingers itching to draw them on paper.

Which he did as soon as he got back to his flat, spending days trying to recreate the face of a monkey, the movement of a bear, or the cuteness of a baby giraffe galloping around the corral. Each stroke of the pen or the brush on the canvas unlocking ideas, colors, motions.

Suddenly, a whole new set of images were in front of him to paint. Or draw. Or film.

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