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my final entry for klanceweek! this time, for prompt #7: free day. i chose to go with the prompt “change” for this one. also this is a continuation of prompt #6!

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Admittedly, Keith isn’t the worst dancer in the world.

The guy is a freakishly fast learner. It’s no wonder he consistently kicks the fighting simulator’s ass. And, as much as Lance wants to be jealous of how quickly Keith picks up on dancing, he’s far too distracted by… other things.

Like the fact Keith is pressed up against him. Their foreheads touching, Lance breathes in the same air Keith exhales. They continue turning, breath mingling, and Lance feels like his body is on fire. Every point of contact burns but in the most pleasant way imaginable.

Never in a million years did Lance think he’d be slow dancing with Keith. And, weirder still, he’s enjoying himself.

He, Lance McClain, is enjoying dancing with Keith.

There’s no denying it. Lance likes the weight of Keith in his arms, bodies aligned just right. The scant distance between their lips is definitely the worst temptation he’s had to endure all evening. It’s killing him. It would be easy to close that gap—and totally excusable! None of the guests would be surprised to see the Vruan prince and his escort kiss.

But… Keith would be against it.

Lance is pretty confident he’d get slapped. The two of them only briefly discussed ‘public displays of affection’ before stepping into the ballroom. Keith had been very against anything more than hand holding. He even hesitated when Lance brought up hugging. Hugging.

“This is kinda…” Lance whispers into the space between them.

“Yeah,” Keith agrees. He tips his head just the slightest bit, and Lance swears their mouths get even closer together.

Lance inhales sharply at the feeling of their noses brushing, Soft, gentle, so very unlike the arguments they have or their banter during training. Each brush follows the sway of their heads, naturally moving with the flow of the music. Lance wants to smooth his fingers over the curve of Keith’s jaw, wants to bury his fingers in dark hair. He wants to know the feel and taste of Keith’s mouth against his own.

“I can’t believe none of these people know where Lotor is,” Keith sighs.

Lance swears their lips touch for an instant, and his brain short-circuits.

“Some of them don’t seem like they know what’s going on outside their own little royal bubble. Or maybe they don’t care because the Galra empire hasn’t destroyed their planet yet. Hell, maybe some of these bastards struck up a deal with Zarkon to protect themselves.”

Is Keith… rambling?

“Mhmm,” Lance manages to respond. Could their lips possibly get any closer without touching? “Good point, babe.”

Keith huffs. “Are we really doing this again?”

“Doing what?”

“The… nickname thing.”

“Oh,” Lance drawls knowingly. His fingers twitch restlessly. “You don’t want me to call you ‘babe.’”

“Definitely not.”

“But we’re supposed to be dating. That’s what people do when they’re together. They give each other cute pet names.”

“Like Sharpshooter?” Keith teases.

Actually… Lance swallows down the sudden lump in his throat. Because, now that he thinks about, ‘sharpshooter’ could qualify as a pet name. Especially the way Keith says it.

“Yeah,” Lance admits. Keith perceptibly stiffens in his hold. “But ‘babe’ might be safer for now. Just in case anyone heard and got suspicious.”

“Right, right, or, I mean, no pet names,” Keith blurts. “Whatever you, uh. Want.”

Something about Keith’s voice, laced with panic, gives Lance a boost of confidence. What’s the worst that could happen if I just asked?

“Hey… Keith. You know how we’re supposed to act like a couple, right?”


“And you know how couples act sometimes when they’re, you know, slow dancing?”

Keith’s silence is answer enough. Fear jolts through Lance’s body. Maybe he should take it back and pretend he never—

“Yeah,” Keith murmurs. It’s so quiet that Lance barely hears his reply over the sound of the music. “And?”

“Alright, well, I’m going to try something. I need you to play it cool, okay?”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

“There’s a reason I asked first,” Lance confesses. His cheeks are burning; he can only imagine how red they are. “So please don’t freak out. Just go with it.”

Keith mumbles what sounds like a, “yes,” and Lance feels his blood boil. Ever so carefully, he tilts his chin and gasps at the clumsy collision of their noses. It certainly isn’t enough to stop him, though. His hand seems to have a mind of its own and crawls up Keith’s back, resting at the nape of his neck. A small sigh falls from Keith’s mouth at the change in position. Lance frees his other hand and slides it along Keith’s jaw, drawing him closer. He gently presses his lips to Keith’s, although a little off-center.

Holy mother of quiznak.

Lance hovers there for a moment and then pulls away. His lips tingle pleasantly, excitement thrumming through his bones. This isn’t his first kiss, but… oddly enough, it feels like it. The sensation reminds Lance of running through the halls of a Galra base, shooting enemies, dodging shots. There’s a hint of trepidation underlying the excitement, but not in a bad way—quite the opposite.

Never has a kiss made Lance feel so alive.

“We should…” Keith pauses to lick his lips; Lance can’t look away. “Probably, uh. Again. Just in case.”

Reality crashes down around Lance. Right, this is just an act. The only reason they’re here, kissing, is to trick a crowd of aliens into thinking they’re a royal couple.

“Yeah,” Lance croaks and surges forward.

‘Fake kiss’ or not, Lance is going to make sure this one is memorable. No matter what happens, Lance knows he’ll remember this night for the rest of his life. There’s no way he’ll forget the first moment their lips met, the way Keith desperately gripped his suit jacket and pressed as close to him as humanly possible.

It’s like the universe itself shifts. Three years together in space, and Lance comes to a startling conclusion.

He might be in love.

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Smitten Kitten (Shifter!Stuckony)(Chapter One)

I couldn’t wait to post this first chapter for you guys, I am on a freaking ROLL writing lately, so here we go!

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I hope you guys enjoy this, its my first attempt at a shifter!fic, and I had fun writing it.



The elevator to the common area pinged open and the team poured out, all in varying levels of injured, all several steps past pissed off.

“That should have been easy! Instead it was a clusterfuck!!” Natasha fumed, the smoke pouring from her mouth with the words making everyone else uneasy. “What the hell went wrong?”

“Hey honey, why don’t you shift back all the way so you don’t accidentally light my couch on fire like you did last week?” Tony called from his position in Steve’s arms, cradled close to the big blonds chest.

“Tony, just be quiet and let us check you over.” Bucky interjected, and sent a steely eyed glare at Natasha. “Shift down, dragon lady. Steve, put him on the couch.”

Steve set Tony down carefully, ripping his shirt in one easy pull, showing the mess of bruises and cuts that decorated his ribs.

Damn it, Tony.” Clint flew in through the window, still partial shifted in his hawk form, tucking his giant wings behind him. “We told you to stay back. You could have seriously gotten hurt!”

“Oh yeah.” Tony rolled his eyes. “Tell the man in the suit with weapons to stay back and let the animals handle it. That sounds like a great idea.”

“Yeah well, if you would have listened you wouldn’t be all banged up, would you?” Clint pointed out, shifting back entirely into his human form, the wings and golden eyes disappearing. “Tasha, shift down baby, you’re smoking up the room.” He grabbed a blanket for her, and Natasha took a deep breath, the scales on her body rippling and shimmering and disappearing, claws retracting, and within a minute she stood at her usual five-two, green eyes and red hair. It was a far cry from her dragon, and everybody relaxed once she was wrapped in a blanket and headed to the kitchen to make coffee.

“Anything broken?” Steve asked and Bucky felt Tony’s ribs gingerly, mindful of the bruising, his fingers probing gently, blue eyes worried.

“Nothing cracked, just some hard bruising. What were you thinking?” His voice dropped into a growl, his Wolf still close to the surface and Tony swallowed hard, pushing back the wave of want at the sound.

“I didn’t want you guys to get hurt. So I stepped in.”

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Let Her Go

Pairing: Dean x reader

Warnings: Angst

Word Count: 400

A/N: Just a gif blurb. Feeling a little angsty tonight. Hell, it isn’t much, but this is he kind of little thing I used to do all the time. Slowly getting back to it. YOU SHOULD TAKE NOTE, YOU’VE GOTTEN THREE FICS IN THREE NIGHTS. WHAT?! It’s also a part of my 30 days of Jensen and Dean. This is fic number TWENTY-FIVE. The line requested was, “If there’s anything worth dying for, this is it.” requested by @teepartyy It’s way more angsty than you hoped for. I’m sorry, but thanks for celebrating with me!

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Access Granted (1/1)

So a couple of weeks ago, I made a post about a Hacker!Killian, FBI!Emma fic and voila, here is the whole thing. This is dedicated to (just) Ruhi @ofshipsandswans because she practically forced me to write it and she selfishly made me change my entire ending (shame on you rohana), but she also made me this amazing banner, gave me the title (which makes this boring fic seem way more exhilariating) and she just spread a whole lotta love in general which I am hoping to return with this. <3

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Finding the code to success of being a good hacker is easier than one would think. It’s all about knowing and understanding your opponent and adapting your tactics as you go.

Small websites are like young, inexperienced fighters. There’s sloppiness and there are unguarded bits and spaces; they use all of their energy in the first ten minutes, trying to wear their opponent down, but end up tired themselves and even laxer. That’s when you attack and strike the death-blow.

The key to hacking a multinational lies somewhere else. Think of them as the big, muscular, intimidatingly staring fellows whose arms are adorned with black tattoo lines and whose teeth are in dire need of attention. There is no way in hell you would win in a head to head battle; there’s no point in even trying. What do you do instead? You look for their weak spot, their Achilles heel just waiting to be uncovered. You study their every movement, their system, how they function. And when the bright, neon arrow starts flickering; well, that’s when the fun begins.

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Isak avoids opening the bottle until he wanders his way into a field, and he sits down, his expression blank as he takes the cap off the bottle and throws it as far away as he can from himself, tipping the the bottle violently back, the cheap alcohol making him wince, and almost vomit.  He sighs, looking off into the distance, the dark sky above him filled with little specks of stars.

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Title: Trust
Stiles Stilinski/Reader
Word Count: 1k
A/N: I recently started re-watching Teen Wolf from the beginning because I’m like 3 seasons behind and wanna refresh my memory. But while watching it, I regained my huge love for Stiles’ character. He’s hot and sarcastically funny. My total dream guy! Anyway, enjoy this pretty shitty fic. Let me know if you wanna see some more Stiles stuff. PS I’ve had this sitting in my drafts done for like a few months. This was my first Stiles writing so that’s why this A/N sounds weird considering I’ve already written a Stiles fic.

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You and Stiles had been friends since daycare. His dad used to babysit you while your parents were out on ‘business’. Within all the years you and Stiles had known each other, you never got the nerve to tell him your secret. You didn’t want him to find out either. He’d probably run away screaming and never talk to you again. Scott knew your secret but that was unavoidable because he could pick up your scent. There had been a few moments where Stiles almost could’ve figured it out if he actually used that brain of his but he never put two and two together and you were honestly thankful for his blindness.

“Y/N, I missed you all summer!” Stiles exclaimed as he picked you up in the middle of the school hallway. “Where were you? I tried calling and texting but it never went through.”

“Yeah, sorry, my parents took me on a stupid vacation and deactivated my phone for ‘family time’. It was pretty lame.”

“Yeah, sounds like it. But you’re back and we’ll be able to see each other everyday now!” He chuckled. “Let me see your schedule.” He stated, rather than asked, as he grabbed the paper from your hand, accidentally cutting you.

“Fuck!” You groaned as you gripped your hand in pain. 

“Oh God, I’m so sorry. Let me see.” He turned over you hand and saw a long cut on your palm. 

“It’ll be fine. Just a paper cut. A big one at that but still a paper cut.”

“Sorry, again. Anyway, let’s see if we have any classes together. Um…dammit…we only have Science together last period. This sucks!” He pouted as he handed you back your schedule. 

“Don’t worry, we’ll see each other at lunch and during passing periods.”

“Yeah, I guess but class is so much more fun with you sitting next to me. I-I mean, like you’re my best friend so it’s nice having someone to talk to.” He blushed lightly as he rubbed the back of his neck.

You shoved the paper into your backpack causing Stiles to get a glimpse of your now healed palm. 

“What the…” He cocked his head as you looked at you confused.

“Oh. I mean…I guess it’s just not as noticeable right now.” You said trying to sound convincing enough.

“It looks healed though.”

“Stiles, I think you need more sleep.” You laughed, nervously. “Let’s get to first period. Don’t wanna piss off our teachers on the first day.”

You fiddled with your phone as you contemplated telling him. Scott said he wouldn’t but that you would have to eventually. Your eyes were glued to the trees passing as Stile drove you both to the middle of the woods as a getaway from school for the day. 

“Yo, Y/N, you good? You seem a little out of it.” Stiles glanced over at you.

“Huh? Oh, yeah, no I’m fine. I think.” You mumbled.

“Something’s on your mind, tell me. And before you lie, I’ve known you for 15 years, you can’t bullshit me like that.” He laughed while still keeping his eyes on the road. 

“There is something I’ve been meaning to tell you for a while now.”

“Just tell me. I promise I won’t judge you.” He smiled.

“Well, er, I’m, uh…I’m a Werewolf! There I said it. I’m a goddamn Werewolf. I was born one and that’s where my parents always are when they’re gone. They’re not on business trips, they’re out hunting and fighting off the Hunters.” You spit out in one breath.

Stiles pulled the car over and froze for a few moments. 

“Stiles, please say something.”

“What do you want me to say? ‘Wow, Y/N, that’s so cool that another one of my friends is a Werewolf!’ No, that’s not what I’m gonna say because this sucks. I’m always dragged into this shit and it’s fucking crazy. I can barely handle Scott and now I have to deal with you too.” He ran his hands through his hair.

“What is that supposed to mean?” You said, slighting offended by his wording. “I don’t need you to ‘handle’ me. I was born like this, I can control it way better than Scott. You know what? Forget I said anything. I’ll walk back home from here.” You got out of the car and before Stiles could object, you were already running through the trees.

“Fuck.” Stiles sighed as he banged his head onto his steering wheel.

You got to your empty house and ran to your room. You threw your backpack onto your desk chair and jumped into bed, crying. You though that Stiles would accept you and be kind of happy you trusted him with some a huge secret. 

After a few moments, you heard someone banging on our front door but chose to ignore it, knowing that it was Stiles trying to fix his screw up. The knocking calmed down but soon afterwards you heard clanking on your window. Confused, you looked up and saw pebbles hitting the glass. You sighed as you got up and opened up the window just in time to get hit with one of the pebbles. 

“Stiles!” You groaned.

“Sorry!” He cringed.

“What do you want?”

“Can I come in? It’s cold outside, I can’t feel anything below my waist.” He chuckled.

“Fine. Meet me at the door.”

You went downstairs and unlocked the front door, allowing Stiles access to your house. He followed you back up to your bedroom after closing the door behind him. 

“Okay, you’re inside the warmth now. What do you wan-” Before you could finish your question Stiles had pounced you with a heated kiss which ended up pushing you down onto the bed with him on top of you. Once he pulled away, you were speechless.

“I’m sorry I flipped on you earlier. I was just scared because I thought that you know, you’d join Scott’s pack and end up liking him but I wanted you to like me more. I’ve actually been in love with you since 8th grade but I never had the balls to tell you but I guess I just did so…was it okay that I kissed you?” He rambled causing you to giggle.

“Yes, it was okay. And it’s even more okay if you do it again.”

“So you forgiv-” He paused for a second. “Wait, you like me?!” He said shocked.

“Shut up and give me another kiss, Stiles.” You ordered and he happily obeyed.

Keeping Us Down Is Impossible

falling in love, fighting monsters and hopefully graduating high school

aka the Bellarke Power Rangers au no one asked for

inspired by this gifset

Originally posted by kcismyreligion

Chapter 1: Mantle Full of Freedom

Bellamy thinks his life could been divided into a series of before and after’s. Until 3 months ago, the Before referred to seconds before Octavia’s birth and the subsequent ending of his childhood, but now Before refers to all that happened before falling into a caravan and finding a bunch of glowing rocks that gave him superpowers and amazing friends.

He knows that things are different now, bruises that didn’t happen before are now almost normal. He’s been fighting bad guys in one way or another for most of his life, fighting against the system, fighting against Octavia’s rebelliousness, fighting against people doubting him because he comes from the wrong side of the tracks. Because he wears raggedy clothes, carries beat up second hand textbook and swears and smokes like it’s his job. But fighting against Zedd, fighting against Ice King, fighting against foot soldiers and giant monsters made from nightmares, that type of fighting is different because for once he’s not alone. For once, he has his teammates at his back and even though they come from different groups, he thinks he could love them forever.

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anonymous asked:

Sorry if this is late. Not sure when 12 is for you. But. #70, Shiro, serious sick fic? I would love you forever.

It’s the 1000 Followers Special!  Based on these prompts.  Prompts are now closed.  Don’t want to see all 35 of these?  Block ‘1000 Followers Special’.  Can’t read on mobile?  These will slowly be posted to AO3 starting in a few days as ‘Hold Up Half the Sky’.  A huge thank you to Xagrok for the beta’ing!


….so my 2k milestone is 50 people away.

…..I might wait till 2.5k

“Uh, Shiro, you doing okay?”

Shiro paused, feet stumbling mid-step before he found his pace again, then he frowned over at Hunk.  “What do you mean?”  

Glancing down pointedly at Shiro’s feet, Hunk shoved on his helmet.  “You look a little flustered.  You okay?”

“He means you’re sweating like Pidge,” Keith translated flatly.  “You don’t look so good.”

Oh, jeez.  Shiro huffed in frustration, glancing between them both.  There was silence ahead of them from Pidge and Lance, which meant they were listening in carefully.

Of course they picked now to actually listen to him.

…Eugh, Shiro’s temper really was shot.

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Rental Love* (5\?)

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Male/22/Long Island N.Y.C.
Tired of showing up stag at holiday events? Want your family to stop thinking there’s something wrong with you? Just want some arm candy for a work event?
Look no further. Your solution is here!
I will attend holiday events with you as your paid date.
Accepting all genders as applicants.
Email if interested. Interview & application will be set up there.
Nico di Angelo has been telling Hazel Levesque about his boyfriend for weeks. The bad part? Nico doesn’t have a boyfriend, the holidays are coming up, and not all of Jason’s ideas are horrible.
They’re all a bit surprised about the last one.
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Block me, please.

Dear bloggers, I have a sincere request. If you post or reblog anything anti-SJM, including critiques with negative content, please block me.

I joined tumblr 11.5 months ago for the sole purpose of enjoying fan art, fics, and posts for the ToG and ACOTAR fandoms. Over this last year I’ve gained over 4100 followers, and that’s been so unexpected and amazing (love you all), but it’s not why I created this blog. I’m here simply because these two series are one of the few things that bring a smile to my face in the midst of all the darkness that is my life.

And some of you are ruining that little spark of light.

It stresses me out to see how this fandom treats its bloggers, writers, artists, and especially Maas. I won’t get into all that, you know the things I’m referring to…

I can block tags and click unfollow all day long, but I’d sincerely appreciate it if you’d block me if you post the aforementioned content. You have the right to your opinions and the right to express them in a respectful manner, but I also have the right for tumblr to be a safe and happy place…and it’s not anymore.

So please, block me. There are no hard feelings on my part.

SO YOU KNOW HOW I PROMISED TO WRITE A FIC FOR REACHING MY GOAL? I’M DOING IT RIGHT NOW. IT’S JIKOOK FLUFF BASED ON THEIR TIME IN VEGAS (and what we all know happened when they were conveniently unaccounted for) and inspired by the lovely @wingstyles post about them finding a church to get…“fake married” PLEASE SEND ME ANONS TOMORROW TO ENCOURAGE/REMIND ME TO POST IT😛

Pretty Mess Chapter 1 (Biadore) - Chiona

After years of friendship, Roy begins to question his true feelings for Danny. A biadore fic set during / after all stars 2

A/N: Hello everyone! This is my first ever drag race fic and it’s already been posted on A03 and I really want it on here!! I hope you all enjoy xxx Although she didn’t start BETAing this until chapter 3, I’d like to thank my lovely BETA Nore, because I love her so much and I have no idea where this fic would be without her

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Always Us Chapter 32, a chicago pd fanfic | FanFiction

I’m finding it increasingly hard to decide what to write here. So, I’ll just say; please read and let me know how you feel because this chapter is emotional. At least for me! I cannot tell you enough how amazing it is to read what you have to say about my story; I can never put into words how much it moves me. Thank you all so much. I love and appreciate you!

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Sope Fic Recs

 okay my descriptions are crappy but here u go guys


think tidy by nivo - G, 2k 

i read this 5 times maybe its short but its so worth it


 complementary color by jeonminie - G, 4k 

soulmate au where u and ur soulmate have complementary color auras 


yellow + green = love by zhanluxie - T, 5k



this is how much we’ve shared together by sua_h - T, 10k

k imagine yoongi and hoseok dating and yoongi kinda not knowing about it (?) meets fucking amazing writing? yep


Sweaters and Cats by forjimin -M, 11k -

neighbor/ high school au (alternative description: fluff, fluff, fluff!)


land song by @producertae - T, 12k

mermaid yoongi & surfer hoseok au which is reaaaally well written (and has amazing art too)


so far away by girlwhowritesbad9 - T, 13k

florist hoseok / shy yoongi au (MCD)


my boy, at dawn by thedirtunderyourskin - G, 14k

this is so  poetic and well written that’s all i can say


i don’t regret a thing by heavenlyhell -G, 14k

host hoseok/ demon yoongi au which is fucking amazing like it came out of an anime i recommended this fic to all of my friends (also i read it like 10 4 times)


 Be Together by HoseoKay - M, 15k

mute hoseok being taken care of by the lovely yoongi 


Flower Boy by jimins_dongsaeng - NR, 17k

florist hoseok/ artist yoongi but also trans hoseok (its not rated but i would say T)


jung hoseok vs min yoongi (according to jung hoseok) by afruitbatnamedstella - T, 19k

this is different from what i usually read but nonetheless its really good


gorgeousness & gorgeosity by cowntdown - M, 19k

TOKYO GHOUL AU! for the massive tg nerd that i am, this is amazing, but if ur new the author helps u understand its amaaaazing (also lots of classical music in this one) (MCD)


tether by phinphin (hidlesworth) - T, 20k

k not to give too much away but author is amazing at describing emotions wow


fool’s hope by seokseok (theweakestthing)  - T, 21k

author yoongi/ artist hoseok and how they awkwardly fall in love


A Little Extraordinary by TheWriter2 - G, 22k

superhero au / this one starts out as a yoonseok fic but becomes an adventure sort of fic and its amazing check it


bonfire by bulletproof_bad_wolf - T, 38k

fic about anxiety but its so well written trust me


the still point (of the turning world) by inkingbrushes - M, 75k

soulmates/ reincarnation au by the lovely kris (i read all of her work and so should u but if i had to pick one that deserves love its this one)  (MCD)

i know i missed a lot of other great fics so maybe ill make a part 2? idk ; v ;

(also i dont read a lot of E rated fics so sorry for the lack of them here)

HEY SO I thought I’d make a video to say thanks to everyone for all the support and love you’ve given me!

Also in the video is a special shoutout to @hushowl for his amazing fanart of my fic (which just…. Blows my fucking mind it’s so good)!!

Sorry I get all weird and giggly (and also sorry I’m wearing a blanket as a toga lol) but yeah just thanks to everyone so much! I love you all!

Fanfic Writer Wednesday, 5/24

Doctor x Rose:

  • Different Species Cuddling by @chiaroscuroverse (Nine x Rose)
    • Fluffy cuddles with an established relationship. Love it!
  • Other Plans by @hanluvr (Nine x Rose, human au)
    • Oh my. I love this! Rose finds out she’s pregnant, and it’s so sweet. :D
  • Midnight Cuppa by @perfectlyrose (Ten x Rose)
    • Ohhhh, established Ten/Rose with nightmare hurt/comfort. Someone’s been looking at my Christmas list. 
  • The Promise of Paradise by @skyler10fic (Ten x Rose)
    • This was so much fun! Human AU, John’s studying in Hawaii so Rose surprises him with a visit… and he surprises her with a ring. :D
  • Fool Me Once, chapter 3 by @pellaaearien (Ten x Rose)
    • We’ve moved fully into the Stolen Earth rewrite, and I love the changes that are happening. Rose just laying into the Shadow Architect gives me life.
  • Frustrated Inspiration ch 2 ch 3 by @countessselena (Ten x Rose)
    • This was a prompt fill for me, prompted by the word chocolate. And I think I really need chocolate like this–it might help on those nights when I can’t write!
  • If You Want by @skyler10fic (Tentoo x Rose)
    • Such a lovely version of their first real conversation in Norway. Hashing things out, working together… being together. I love it.
  • Sounds Like Home by @lizann5869 (Nine x Rose, Tentoo x Rose)
    • Such a lovely ficlet about Rose learning the Doctor has two hearts… and that he’s still the Doctor, even when he only has one.
  • Up In Flames chap 2 chap 3 by @perfectlyrose​ (Nine x Rose, bank robber au)
    • More of the brilliant sequel to Watch it Burn. In these two chapters, we learn more of John’s backstory especially, with a few little glimpses of Rose’s and a cameo by Amy.
  • “I don’t think you’ve been yourself lately.” by @deathlyfandoms​ (Ten x Rose)
    • Really lovely post TIP/TSP hurt comfort ficlet. This just makes me smile and feel warm and fuzzy inside.
  • Persausion by @lastbluetardis (Ten X Rose)
    • The sweetest pregnancy fic ever. Oh man, I love it when the Doctor is able to help Rose with difficult aspects of pregnancy–in this case, telepathically soothing their unborn daughter so Rose can sleep.
Reggie Mantle x Reader: PART TWO: Undercover Serpent

Request: No. My idea. 😇

A/N:  I’m back and excited for you see this imagine as the progresses. Hopefully you guys like it and are enjoying the story so far. And thank you for all the love you have given me about my writing it seriously means the world to me you guys enjoy it. Also thank you to the ones requesting to be part of the taglist it  makes my heart melt.

Words: 1505

Summary: Next day Reader faces a new challenge? The serpent’s know about her contact with Reggie and someone may know her secret…

Spoilers: (This imagine will have FP x Alice, Betty x Archie, Veronica x Cheryl, Joaquin x Kevin, Asexual Jughead because I can and I shall see my ships rise somewhere lol. Also in this imagine Hal Cooper & Alice have been divorced for a year because he didn’t support Polly and Jason so Alice filed for divorced because she’s a queen).

Warnings: Not really a warning; I know the Blossoms & Coopers have been revealed to be related, but not in this imagine.

Part One


Another day living a lie, was another day you felt like a complete fraud. You don’t know how long you can keep up this lie, or how long this would stay a secret.

“JD?” you called as you open the door to your trailer, no answer.

Startled by being grabbed by the back and you threw a punch, only to reveal your own brother.

“Hey, hey it’s just me, man you hit hard” Joaquin spoke catching his breath.

“Sorry, why did you do that?” you questioned.

“It was a surprise hug” he retorted innocently.

“Well with how things have been I thought that maybe something happened to you, you can’t sneak up on me like that you idiot” you smacked him in the shoulder.

“Well forgive me for wanting to hug you” Joaquin gave you a small hug and a big smile.

“I said sorry, why the hug though?” you challenged his expressions.

“Well you have brought good news!” he cheered.

“What news?” you looked at Joaquin confused.

“Okay, if you won’t admit it I will, you hanging out with Mantle great idea” he pats you in the back.

“What?!” you choked on the water you had just sipped, not knowing how news of Reggie talking to you already got to the other side of the town.

“I said great idea, finding out information from a best friend of Jason, man you are amazing” Joaquin keeps going.

“Well I gotta go Kevin awaits” Joaquin announces and you give him a disapproving face.

“Can’t believe you’re still doing that” you mumbled under your breath and he heard you.

“We all have a part to play (Y/N)” he answered your comment a bit coldly.

“My god you sound exactly like FP!” you grew annoyed.

“You’re getting intel from Jason’s best friend who are you to talk!” he growled.

“I’m not doing that!” you decided to lower your voice “He approached me, we talked nothing about Jason, I would never do what you’re doing JD” you felt a lump on your throat as your words spilled out.

“What’s wrong with being with Kevin!” he protected his argument.

“That you actually like him JD!” you raised your voice to match his again “You like him, and it’s only going to hurt him and you if he finds out the truth!”

“The he never finds out then” he said with a straight face, no emotion and walked out.

You stayed home worked on your homework, waited for Joaquin to come like always, until you received a text from FP to meet him in his trailer.

As you were about to knock on his door it revealed Alice.

“Alice” you smiled.

“(Y/N)” she winked and walked away.

“Looks like that ship is sailing” you smiled at FP as you closed the door and stepped inside his trailer.

“Not the topic of today little snake” you smiled at the nickname he had given you a while back.

“What happens to be the topic then?” you asked.

“You and Mantle” he said with a straight face.

“Nothing is going on FP” you answered still wondering how the hell this news were spreading.

“It could be of use to find out what he knows little snake, he was Jason’s best friend” FP declared.

“I won’t” you spoke coldly.

“You can, and you will” Mustang emerged inside of the trailer.

“Look, I understand the need for information, but I can’t do it” you tried to reason with them.

“C’mon you’re cute, I’m sure Mantle wouldn’t mind” Mustang caressed your cheek and pulled away.

“FP come on, I’m already on Betty and Jughead and their investigation, what more do you need” you

“Look if he’s not of help-” you cut FP off.

“What? You’ll handle him like you helped handle Jason?! I won’t have it!” you

“Why are you protecting the boy?” Mustang grabbed you by the shoulders hard and FP had to get him off.

“I will not be responsible for someone else” you sprinted out of there, you tried to be strong but for some reason you started to cry.

Confused as to why? Because of Mantle? No way you barely knew the guy!

Sometimes our hearts know something’s our brain hides.


“Do what you what you feel is best” Joaquin spoke as you were about to leave to school “Your bike is fixed” he smiled and you smiled back leaving for school.

You hated arguing with him especially because he was the only you really had in life. Surprised that he made first contact, almost always it was you reaching out to apologize even when it wasn’t your fault.

You arrived at your locker to take out your supplies for your first class when he approached you once again.

“Hey (Y/N), so I was wondering if you’ll have lunch with me and we finish our game” he spoke confidently.

“Sorry Reggie, I think we shouldn’t talk anymore” you spoke coldly and walked away to your first class leaving a very confused Reggie in the hallway. Just yesterday you were sweet and sarcastic and now you were so cold he wondered on what he had done.

You felt terrible because from the small time you had with him, you were just a normal girl. You felt a connection to him you hadn’t felt with anyone. That was now gone, you couldn’t let him in, that would mean you would put him in danger.

Lunch came and you sat with the gang. They talked, but your mind was drifting. You just wanted everything to go away. You felt his gaze on you, but you ignored it. Semi listening to the gang, but your thoughts bombarded you for your attention.

“Surprisingly I’ve never been to Joaquin’s home” Kevin spoke.

“How come?” Veronica added.

“I don’t know, I feel he’s just embarrassed form being from the Southside” Kevin drank from his apple juice.

“You okay (Y/N)?” Betty asked pulling you out your thoughts.

“No uh, just thinking sorry” you answered the blonde.

“About?” Cheryl observed.

“I have a lot of school work I have to do, I’ll see guys later” you picked up your food tray and left the courtyard.

He waited in his seat for a while so it wouldn’t look so obvious and then went after you.

You felt someone’s eyes following you, not him someone else.

You walked the lonely hallway wary if anyone was following you, but you didn’t see anyone. You sat in the empty hallway you back against some lockers pondering on how rude you sounded to Reggie? How did the Serpents find out about you talking to Reggie only Betty had you two? It couldn’t have been her could it? Your brain felt like it was about to explode as he sat next to you breaking you from your thoughts.

“My favorite color is Green, I really love steak and believe it or not I love The Notebook” his statement made you chuckle and he smiled once again at the sound of it. Every small thing you did became like a drug to him. He craved it, he needed it, you pulling away only made his addiction grow stronger. He wanted you in his life.

You didn’t know what you wanted anymore.

“Never seen it, sorry” you laid your head on his shoulder. Quite unsure why he made you feel so safe, how did he make you feel laid back? He blushed as your head made contact with his shoulder as if it was dream come true after an amazing hug you shared the day before.

“How have you not? It’s a masterpiece and-” he paused trying to choose his words carefully.

“And what Mantle?” you grew curious about his argument.

“Umm well you’re a- you’re a girl” he stumbled on his words and you saw how he felt bad about his words you pushed the bit of sexism aside.

“Just because I’m a girl, man Mantle sexist much? You don’t even know me” you joked and he chuckled.

The bell rang indicating Lunch was over so he stood up and stretched his arm out to you and you took it getting up. The proximity closing in between you two, and the students started to flood the hallway as you pulled away. Leaving him alone again in the hallway. You thanked God that he ignored your comments about leaving you alone because you really enjoyed his company, he made you forget about all the things you had to do even if was just for a little while.

You don’t even know me flooded Reggie’s mind. Did this mean you would actually be someone in his life?

Walking to class you could have sworn someone was still staring at you, you scanned the hallways; nothing. Who was this person? What did they want? Why now? Did someone find out?

You don’t even know me?

The words you spoke to Reggie flooded your mind too, were you going to be his friend? Did you just agree to find out anything he knew?


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