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100 Dialogue Prompts: Part 3

And we did it again, amigos! 

  1. “My sock is missing.”
  2. “I must say it can be rather therapeutic”
  3. “Shit, they spotted us. Quick, put your Obama mask on.”
  4. “You raided my village, killed my parents and slaughtered tens of innocent people. I was able to forgive you for all of that-tell myself it was in your nature. But then you did something heinous. Something beyond all possible hope of redemption. You killed my dog.”
  5. “What do you mean you accidentally assassinated the Pope!?”
  6. “I would love to give a fuck about you but sadly my last one went off to war and never returned”
  7. “If you think I’ll stop my quest for world domination for a bag of cookies, you are,,, right… Now, gimme that!”
  8. “What are you doing with that rubber duckie toy– OH DEAR GOD LORD HAVE MERCY”
  9. “I’m more afraid of myself than you.”
  10. “I already told you, there’s nothing we can do about the fights. We COULD if you stopped spoiling shows and books to everyone.”
  11. “You, my friend, are the most unnecessary when it comes to your excessively sassy attitude.”
  12. “I love you.” “…..What? OH APRIL FOOLS.”
  13. “What is this, a concert for ants???”
  14. “I made it! I’m in the list! This is being a great day since I remembered it’s a Thursday, not a Monday!”
  15. “It’s not that I don’t believe you. It’s just that, well, I’ve got a sink full of dishes and a cat to wash.”
  16. “When you said i had pretty eyes i thought you were complimenting me,not trying to buy them!”
  17. “The wolves eat tonight.”
  18. “Gee, thanks for nearly killing me because of ____!” “Listen up here, are you dead? You’d better be greateful you’re still alive tou little shit.”
  19. "When you said you could fly, this isn’t exactly what I had in mind.”
  20. “Sarah, I love you and all but hOW ON EARTH DO YOU KEEP SENDING OUR PETS TO SPACE?!”
  21. “Look, just because you kidnapped me doesn’t mean I’m going to marry you.”
  22. “How in God’s name did you even get up there?!”
  23. “I think I misplaced my right hand”
  24. “I did it! I got into university!” “That’s great! What course?” “Uh… Would it be a bad thing if I told you that… Dark magic and villainy?”
  25. “Well, it just so happens that I have been a homeless man for three years now. That must mean I’m the chosen one!”
  26. “Have your eyes always been that colour?”
  27. “I’m going to fight the sun!”
  28. “You can’t just run around punching people you don’t like, ____!”
  29. “I’m not into that kinda thing.”
  30. “Dude why did you eat all that cake on your own?”
  31. “I just wanted to know if we could use a plastic knife”
  32. “Uhhhh, guys? Don’t hate me, but I think I just released Satan”
  33. “Well, fine… Just wait a little bit before you do something stupid.” “…”
  34. “What do you mean there’s no bacon flavored ice cream!?”
  35. “What do you mean you’re my sister? I don’t have a sister!”
  36. “Why the hell do we need a duck to hunt Bigfoot?”
  37. “Oh, so you can do pink explosions too”
  38. “This isn’t my kitchen, is it?”
  39. “Ohhh, so THAT’S what you meant by ‘shooting starts’.”
  40. “ACHOO” “bless you” “Thank you, wait a minute I live alone”
  41. “Put my creepy cat in a different room? Don’t be silly! I don’t even have a cat!”
  42. “Katie, please stop shooting me with tranquilizer darts.”
  43. “Why did you think it was a good idea to only bring a potato to this heist?”
  44. “Okay, we make this promise now - nobody look at that fucking goat ever again.”
  45. “Sarah, why is the cat naked?”
  46. “Wait. You’re aroused?”
  47. “Why would that surprise you?”
  48. “It does on account of you being covered in blood. Wipe that smile off your face. You look like a cat in heat.”
  49. “okay so let me get this straight, you’re not actually my long lost twin…” “yes.” “…because you’re me from another dimension” “…yes.”
  50. “I’m sorry, but did that thing just talk?”
  51. “I thought we promised to never speak of that incident again!”
  52. "Sweetheart”“Yes dear”“Some of your morally challenged friends are trying to kidnap me again.”“And?”“And!?”“You’re a big girl, you can take care of yourself.”“Of course I can, but the gesture would have been nice!”
  53. “how many epilepsy pills can you take before you overdose?” “Just one or two.” “I’m gonna have to call you back.”
  54. “…I was GOING to ask why there’s a pink goo all over the kitchen floor but I think that can wait whilst I ask what the FUCK IS GOING ON?”
  55. “For the last time, can you stop calling that thing 'human’”
  56. “Okay, that is a seriously dodgy looking hat-are you certain you’re right about this?”
  57. “Really Darling, you can stop trying to scream, we’ve already espablished that no one cares and it’s giving you unflattering lines on your forehead.”
  58. “_______, why am I on the ceiling?”
  59. “What the heck happened while I was at the store?
  60. "What the actual fuck!” “I did warn-” “Yes I know you said you were crazy, but this…. This is…” “Just another Tuesday. Oh we’re late for tea!” “With who?!” “With the Queen of course, who else?”
  61. “Despreate times call for cows.”
  62. “Did you burn the last piece of toast again?”
  63. “You didn’t TELL me there’d be free food!”
  64. “Did Jesus really die for this bullshit?”
  65. “Do you want the apocalypse?!! Because that’s how you get the apocalypse!!!”
  66. “Goddamit, I’m dead again aren’t I? How the hell did I do it this time?”
  67. “Dude, no.”
  68. “I may be a horrible person, but at least I am an honest one.”
  69. “I told you, I dress to kill, now fetch me my fancy stilettos, mama’s gonna slay tonight!”
  70. “I left the room for 3 minutes and you really want to tell me you started a war with every single planet?” “Well, I told you 3 months ago to not leave me alone.” “And I told you I have to use the bathroom 3 months ago!”
  71. “Wow, only took 3 minutes to destroy the world.” “Let’s see if I can do it in 2!”
  72. “So… Wh-Why- How did you flush the duck down the toilet?”
  73. “dude. i liked that carpet. do you know how hard it is to wash bloodstains out of carpets.”
  74. “Don’t worry, it’s much worse than it looks.”
  75. “What are you doing ___?” “I’m camping.” “No you’re beside tree with a blank-” “CAMPING”
  76. “WHAT THE FUCK IS A DUCKPOTATO”
  77. “PUT THE PUPPY DOWN AND FIGHT ME LIKE A MAN!”
  78. “PLEASE DON’T HANG UP! YOU AND YOUR FAMILY ARE IN DANGER!”
  79. “What the hell kind of scream was that? And how did you make it?! ”
  80. “Hey, uhm… Hate to interrupt your conversation, but why the fuck is there a giraffe on the soup aisle”
  81. “You mean to tell me that somebody decided it was a good idea to cross plums and apricots, but nobody can figure out why my cat has RABBIT ears?”
  82. “Sorry but um… why is there a fox and a bear singing Ooh la la by Britney Spears on the balcony? And where is my chicken, Pudding?!”
  83. “Where did you get LIGHT-UP COMBAT BOOTS? THEY CHANGE COLOR?!”
  84. “So you’re telling me there was a genie trapped in that can of soup? And you accidentally ATE THE GENIE?!”
  85. “Listen…don’t take this the wrong way, but…I love the OTHER you better.”
  86. “Tell me why,  exactly, did you need the rubber chicken? ”
  87. “Look, I’m not a liar, alright?  And I ain’t overdramatic or hyperbolic or whatever else you wanna call me.  So when I say I would sell my soul for a pancake right now, I mean I will literally sell my soul for a pancake right now.  And maybe a million dollars.”
  88. “Wait a second, you’re telling me that….. YOU’VE BEEN DATING SATAN BEHIND MY BACK FOR FOUR WHOLE YEARS?!!!”
  89. “Well dad did say he would be gone for five days…what the hell? Let’s go to the corner store!”
  90. “Why did you buy 74 melons?!”
  91. “Where’s the toaster?” “It’s in the kitchen… Why do you have a fork?” “K, thanks.”
  92. “Death, out of all the things in this world, why are so afraid of ____?”
  93. “This floor is like my life; Cold and Hard.”
  94. “So you’re telling me that I am the only thing that is preventing a Third World War, right?” “Yeah, pretty much.”
  95. “I don’t know your name and you don’t know mine but I promise it will turn out okay.”
  96. “Little did you know, they were slowly turning into werewolves.”
  97. “Umm… I may have possibly accidentally blown up another planet”
  98. “I told you not to do that… now look, you’ve lost your hand!”
  99. “Every time you speak I literally die a little”
  100. “One baby soul please, Adult souls give me gas!”

“I need you, yes you (you should feel targeted), to come up with a new dialogue prompt for part 4 and leave it in the comments below. It’s fun and the first 100 replies will make the next list. As always, one prompt per amigo and don’t forget the doubles quotes “”. Pantoffel” (Click here for part 1 and here for part 2)

Bill Skarsgård x Reader

Prompt: Bill and reader gets into a fight (Requested by itsthecomet) 

Warnings: None 

Originally posted by wellclutchmypearls

Originally posted by geordieshoregifs

You sighed as you called your boyfriend for the freaken 10th time that night. You knew he was consistently busy with his acting career but you still liked at least knowing he was alive enough to say “Hi”. You had sent him at least 50 messages and now were calling him pacing back and forth in your apartment.

Your fingernails were bitten down to the nub, your hair was messed up from constantly raking your fingers through it, and you were sure you looked like crap.

“Hey this Bill, sorry I couldn’t pick up the phone right now-”

You cursed just about ready to throw your phone against the wall but held back and pressed the end call button. Once again not available. Should you be concerned he was cheating on another woman? I mean you had heard him talk about this beautiful blonde who he was supposed to kiss in a movie who kept flirting on him constantly.

Yet he would always remind you that he was in love with you, not her. Beauty was in the eyes of the beholder and to his eyes you were his diamond beauty. At least that’s what he claimed. You continued to pace biting your finger this time and constantly turning on your phone to see if you got a message.

Nope.

Still nope.

Nope.

Nope.

You already know the answer…

Finally 11:00 pm rolled around and you were sitting on the couch watching the old 90’s cartoons on the TV trying to take your mind off. You kept constantly looking at your phone ever once in a while, bouncing your leg and glancing from the phone to the door to the TV again and again.

Finally you heard the door lock click and straightened up suddenly awake as you stared at the door intensely. Bill stepped through and pulled his keys from the door handle with his jacket draped over his arm.

“Oh, hey babe! I wasn’t expecting you to be awake.” Bill said smiling.

You didn’t say anything and watched as he hung his coat in the closet by the door before heading over to the kitchen.

“I made dinner for you…it’s cold now.” You said your voice dry and showing obvious annoyance.

“Oh I had dinner with my buds at the pub.” He said casually as he opened the fridge and poured himself a glass of juice.

You dug your nails into your arms struggling to bite back from snapping at him.

“What’s wrong babe?” Bill asked walking over.

He sat down next to you and attempted to wrap his arm around you but you escaped his grasp and crossed your arms, “What’s wrong? What’s wrong?! What’s wrong is that you didn’t text me all day! I sent you over 50 emails and called your phone at least 10 times!!!”

“I’m sorry my phone died.” He apologized.

“Well…what’s that on your neck?!” You demanded nearly shouting.

Bill jumped and raised his hand to his neck covering the bruise, aka hickey on the side of his neck with a faint but noticeable bright red lipstick stain.

“In this scene we had to do Jessica and I had to have a make out scene but she enjoyed it too much.” He explained.

You narrowed your eyes your blood boiling at the mention of that blonde bitch, “Are you cheating on me?”

“Calm down-”

“No! No I’m not gonna calm down!” You shouted, “Your cheating on me with that blonde bitch!”

“Will you just listen!” He shouted raising his voice as well.

“No I will not listen! Because all you say now a days is lies! This is the 3rd time this WEEK you’ve done this!” You shouted louder.

“I CANT HELP IT IF IM BUSY.”

“YOU NEVER TEXT ME SAYING HEY BABE HOWS IT GOING OR HEY IM GOING TO BE BACK HOME LATE!!!”

“BECAUSE WE AREN’T ALLOWED TO HAVE OUR PHONES ON THE SET!”

“EXPLAIN THE HICKEY ON YOUR NECK THEN! HUH?!”

“I TOLD YOU IT WAS BECAUSE OF THE SCENE.”

“STOP FUCKING LYING!”

“I AM NOT LYING!!!”

You couldn’t take it anymore and stormed over to the front door slipping on your shoes.

“Where are you going?!” Bill demanded.

“I’m leaving!” You spat rushing over to the door.

You threw the door open and just narrowly escaped Bill trying to grab you.

“(Name)!” He called watching as you ran down the hallway.

Bill cursed and slammed the door shut kicking the door as well before slumping against the wood and raking his fingers through his slicked back hair. He let out a deep breath through his mouth and leaned his back against the door. Bill knew his career was really stretching out your relationship.

He was constantly traveling and hardly ever had a chance to call you since he was so busy. And lately he’d been coming home late due to the director wanting to finish the movie sooner.

God he was such an idiot

Meanwhile you were outside walking down the street late in the night. It was cold and you were sure your fingers were numb from hypothermia making you wish you had grabbed a sweatshirt before you left. You just needed to distance yourself from him…or never return. Seeing that hickey on his neck had just made you snap.

You were just…you were just so stressed out. With your job being sucky, your boss yelling at you, your co-workers not bothering to work and just…everything. And then Bill coming home late didn’t help much with your day. You realized you were crying and wiped your face with the back of your hand.

You looked up from where your feet were guiding you and found you were at the local park. This was where you had met Bill. You were walking your friend’s dog Tidus when he started barking at a squirrel and had broke the cheap leash to chase after it. Bill was in the right place at the wrong time right next to the tree the squirrel had decided to climb up.

Your friends dog was clearly a big dog and after he saw his prey had ran away he noticed Bill who was staring dumbfounded. Despite his size Tidus was a friendly dog and laid down next to him putting his head on his lap for Bill to pet. You came rushing over frantically apologizing and of course he was cool with it.

You tried to take Tidus away but he was a stubborn dog and wouldn’t let you take him. He placed his head in Bill’s lap signaling he wanted to be with him. So Bill had to walk with you home to get Tidus to move and that’s how your relationship began.

Walking your friends stubborn dog.

You had been dating for 3 years now but due to Bill’s acting career everything’s been putting a weight on your relationship. Not money of course but not seeing or communicating with each other. Everyday he wake you up and give you a quick kiss before leaving for the entire day. You couldn’t remember the last time you both had just woke up and spent hours just curled up together dozing off occasionally.

You finally decided to sit down on a wooden bench that only made you feel colder. You were violently shivering uncontrollably and noticed you could see your breath floating in the air as vapor before dissolving. You laid down on the bench and curled up as best as you could using your arm to prop your head up.

You closed your eyes and drifted off into sleep.

Sometime later you stirred when you felt a heavy fabric being draped across you. You opened your eyes and saw Bill was in front of you looking concerned with his phone pressed to his ear.

“She’s alive-she just woke up now.” The man said to who ever he was calling on his phone, “Alright. Thanks Alex.”

You sat up and whatever was on you slumped down. You noticed he had placed his wool jacket on top of you and put it on the smell of his cologne still lingering on it.  coat.

“I’m…so sorry (Name) I didn’t mean to-I…”

“It’s okay.” You said softly burying your cold nose into the jacket.

“Im sure you wanna go home now?”

You nodded and opened your arms making him grin and laugh a little. He easily picked you up and carried you back home allowing you to doze off on his shoulder. When he arrived back home he had to set you down in front of your building which you whined about that he was forcing you to walk.

He just ruffled your hair and wrapped his arm around your shoulders as he lead you back to your apartment. As soon as you walked in you made a b-line for the bedroom you and him shared and quickly changed into pajama bottoms and one of his shirts before crawling into bed. Bill followed behind you and smiled noticing you were already half asleep.

He wrapped his arm around your shoulder and pulled you closer to him so you were spooning. He kissed your neck making you groan that you wanted to sleep and he smiled and lovingly said, “I talked to my agent and I got tomorrow off so we can cuddle as much as you want. Sound good?”

You turned around so you were facing him and smiled,

“Do you really need to ask?…”

Epilogue: So yeah I have more Bill Skarsgard prompts I will post so he excited for that! Thanx for reading! =)!

Earned It (Jason Todd x Reader)

Request: NOPE.

A/N: I love sharing my fantasies with you guys lol. I’m not sure if the reader is really dominant in here but oh well, I tried. and if you’re allergic to chocolate, well I have bad news for you….

WORDS: 1,839

WARNINGS: HAVE A BOTTLE OF WATER OR HOLY WATER NEXT TO YOU. YOU WILL NEED IT.

Tags: @wynterrobin @wannabe-weasley @avengerdragoness @kazuha159 @romannovas @zqndaya @insideoflit @jxsontxdds @annoyingtacoart @hinata7346

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JASON  TODD!!!

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Jason knew you were going to surprise him with something. You’ve been dropping hints since the first of August that his present would be a huge surprise, but he didn’t know it would end up like this. Sure, he fantasizes about you taking control, but he didn’t know you really had it in you. His sweet and shy little (y/n) is kinkier than he thought.

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Imagination Land

I’ve been able to read minds since I was a child. It’s not really like how you see in the movies, though. It’s not like listening to the radio. It’s much more immersive. I experience everything as if I’m really there. It’s a thrilling experience when you read the right minds. The trouble is really with finding minds worth reading.

Frankly, reading adults is as fun as doing taxes. Kids’ minds, on the other hand, are amazing. They’re not bogged down with work and stress and dissatisfaction. The mind of a child is filled with imagination and adventure. That’s why I became a kindergarten teacher.

I sit at my desk and watch as my class colors. I smile as they doodle away with their crayons. I reach out and peek into their minds. In an instant, I take off with Carlos in a rocket ship, hurtling past swirling galaxies. I visit far-off planets full of blob-like aliens and two-headed martians. I smile and move on to Marcy. I can smell the candy canes and jelly beans as I’m pulled into a veritable candyland, complete with gumdrop castles and caramel waterfalls. She plays hopscotch with gingerbread men, giggling her musical little laugh.

I’m about to move on to Thomas when I feel a tug at my dress. I look down to see Sarah. She’s one of the most adorable little girls I’ve ever seen. Beautiful brown curls, big puppy dog eyes, and a gleaming smile.

“Miss Dupree, I made this for you!” she exclaims, handing me a paper. I take it from her and see myself in stick figure form. “I Luv Ms. Doopry” is scrawled across the top in multiple colors.

“I love it!” I exclaim and give her a great big hug.

Sarah’s only been with the class for a couple days and I have yet to have a peek at her hopes and dreams. I reach out and touch her mind. And I nearly vomit.

I choke as I’m hit with wave after wave of the hot, fetid stench of death. My mind’s eye is blinded by a darkness which seems almost alive, spilling into my brain, seeking to blot out everything it touches. In the void, I feel slimy coils roiling around me, wrapping around my legs, pressing against my face, a gigantic beast hungrily probing the darkness in search for food. And then a keening wail rises up, nearly bursting my eardrums. The screams of thousands of souls, crying out in sorrow. Crying out for death.

And then I’m back in the classroom. I let go of Sarah and compose myself, hoping she can’t see me shaking.

“That’s a lovely picture, Sarah,” I say, nearly whispering. “Now go along and get ready for snack time, alright?”

She nods happily and skips off. I watch her as she goes. The minds of children are the most wonderful thing in the universe. But whatever that thing in the blue dress is, it is no child.

Not A Kid

Originally posted by jensen-jay

Request: Could you do some Dean x (virgin, lot younger)reader kind of thing, where she is badass and hunt with Team Free Will. She is in love with Dean and he feels something for her but age gap is an issue, so he ignore her in that way. So after maybe some fight, she spills how she feels about him. He try to push her away but at the end he breaks and some fluff end kissing love making (her first), etc…

Pairing: Dean x reader

Word Count: 1,600ish

Warnings: language, smut


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prompt #15 (Theo Raeken)

15. “you shouldn’t be so trusting darling, the world is a dangerous place.” “you don’t scare me.” “I should.” Requested by @thesaraaaaahpfan

this ended up being really long because I got really carried away so I hope you like it! xoxoxo​

Originally posted by artoftransformations

“Are we really sure it’s Theo or could it like be someone that just looks like him?” I questioned my brother Scott for the hundredth time.

“y/n it’s him.” Scott said rolling his eyes and handing me a helmet.

“but like did you hear him talk or just taking stilinski’s word.” I said putting on my helmet.

Scott didn’t answer me just pulled out of the driveway. Earlier we got a call from Sheriff Stilinski saying he picked up Theo along with two other werewolves. We were going to see them and hopefully get them out so we could protect them. We pulled in the station where Lydia and Malia met us. Quinn, the newest werewolf in town also joined us.

“where are they?” Scott asked rushing in the station. 

Sheriff Stilinski and Deputy Parrish sat in front of a monitor. We crowded around the monitor seeing two other werewolves along with thee Theo Raeken. I felt my heart rate racing just at the sight of him. If there was one person that could make me crazy it was him.

“I didn’t murder anyone! Come one just tell them who you killed.” Theo yelled at the two other werewolves.

“murder?” I questioned looking at my brother.

“the two other werewolves are being charged with murder. We found three bodies in pretty bad shape right near where these three were found.” Deputy Parrish explained.

“we need to get them out of here, there are hunters a lot of them.” Scott said looking at Stilinski hopeful.

“Scott their being charged with murder, they’re not going anywhere.” Sheriff Stilinski said looking at us.

I looked back at the monitor seeing the one werewolf getting in Theo’s face getting angrier. 

“look Sheriff I didn’t want to have to tell you this but one of your deputies is working with the hunters.” Scott said gesturing to Quinn.

Quinn told Stilinski of the deputy that shot her in the head.

“there is a couple of holes in your story.” Stilinski said looking at Quinn.

“well maybe because there was a hole in her head.” I sassed rolling my eyes at him.

Malia started laughing really loudly making the tension in the room rise. Our attention was turned back to the monitor when Theo and the other werewolf started yelling at each other. He finally admitted that they killed people. Theo smirked looking at the camera. Another deputy came over letting Theo out. I walked over to the window peeking out.

“uh Scott you might want to see this.” I said feeling a shiver run down my spine.

They were outside, a lot of them. Scott and the others came over looking out at the hunters.

“what’s going on guys?”

I turned around catching sight of the one person I had no desire of seeing. Theo Raeken.

“we're trapped.” Scott said looking at all of us.

“still don’t think one of your deputies is double crossing you.” I said rolling my eyes.

Stilinski walked over to the window seeing Monroe standing with Gabe and Nolan.

“I’ll go talk to them.” He said walking outside.

I stepped back from the window sitting on the empty bench. Theo glances at me making me roll my eyes at him. You might be wondering at this point what happened. Well it’s a long story so I hope you’ve got time. You see ever since Theo came to beacon hills there was always something there. I was the first one to get close to him, in fact Scott trusted him because I did. That was my first mistake. I’m usually a better judge of character but I guess his good looks and charming personality fooled me. I still remember the night he kissed me. He made me feel like I was the only girl in the world, that was my second mistake. My third mistake I regret most of all, telling him I loved him. He promised me that he loved me too but it was all a lie. Eventually the real Theo shown through and Kira sent him to hell where he rightfully belonged. He didn’t stay there unfortunately. Liam being young and dumb brought him back. He tried to use his charm on me again but I was much wiser this time around. He hasn’t let up and neither have I. I wasn’t going to let him take advantage of me, not again. I’m not the fragile girl I once was.

 "Malia are you okay?“ Theo asked coming to stand by me.

"shut up.” Malia growled at him.

I looked at Malia than at Scott.

“we need to get the hell out of here.” Malia said pacing around the room.

“there’s only a dozen hunters out there, we could take them.” Lydia said looking out the window.

“Scott we can’t leave them, they’re the last of Satomi’s pack.” Liam said.

“Don’t worry we’ll get out of here, all of us.” Scott said looking at all of us.

I grab the keys walking over to Liam. Theo comes over grabbing my arm.

“you’re seriously letting them go?” He asked looking at me like I was crazy.

“yeah you got a problem?” I asked putting my hands on my hips.

“they killed people what if they hurt you?” Theo said looking at me.

“honestly, I trust them more than I trust you so I’m willing to take my chances.” I said turning away but Theo grabbed my arm again.

“you shouldn’t be so trusting darling, the world is a dangerous place.” He whispered dangerously close to me.

“you don’t scare me.” I said glaring at him.

“I should.” He said letting go of my arm.

“I got them.” Liam said coming out followed by the two wolves.

“everyone ready?” Scott asked looking at us.

“Ready.” Liam said showing his claws.

Everyone said they were ready but Theo. I elbowed him in the side sending him a glare.

“yeah whatever.” He said showing his claws.

Originally posted by imagine-everything-blog

“alright on three.” Scott said preparing to run out but Stilinski came in telling us to stop.

“We can take them.” Lydia said glaring at the Sheriff.

“No one is hurting anyone, now get away from the doors and windows and Parrish take them back to their cell. They’re giving us until midnight to hand over the wolves dead or alive” He orders.

“so what do we do?” Scott asked him worrying about us.

“we prepare for a siege.” Sheriff says.

We started moving desks and cabinets to block the doors and the windows. I was trying to push a filing cabinet but it was too heavy. I put my whole body in to it and suddenly it moved with ease. I looked up to see Theo pushing it, the same stupid smirk on his face.

“I didn’t need your help you dumbass.” I said rolling my eyes.

“I think you meant to say thank you.” He said smirking at me.

“no I meant to say you’re a dumbass.” I said walking away from him.

I could hear him chuckle as I walked away. I walk over to where Quinn and Lydia were talking.

“the hunters are jamming the cell signal and the radio.” Quinn says looking out paranoid.

“there isn’t a jammer big enough to do all of that.” I said looking at both the girls.

“meaning what?” Quinn asked confused.

“meaning that someone in here is doing it.” Lydia said looking at the deputies.

As soon as she said that the lights in the station went out. The only light was the light coming from their cars outside. I move closer to Scott feeling safer next to him. A deputy comes in throwing Nolan to the floor. She holds up a pare of bolt cutters signifying that Nolan cut the power.

“Nolan? You’re a liar and sick in the head! I should just kill you now.” Liam growls.

“please don’t. Don’t make me go back outside. She’ll know I screwed up.” Nolan begs looking at all of us.

“lock him up.” Stilinski orders one of the deputies.

I had to take a step back, this was all beginning to be too much. I went to the bathroom splashing some cold water on my face. I looked up to see Theo standing behind me. I jumped a little off guard by him suddenly appearing.

“what do you want.” I asked drying my hands.

“we need to leave. now.” Theo said looking at me.

“we can’t leave, not without them.” I said crossing my arms over my chest.

“well we’re going to have too unless you want to watch everyone die.” Theo growls.

“we can’t leave them they have nobody and you of all people should know what that feels like.” I seethed.

A look of hurt crosses his facial features but only for a second.

“look I get it you lost people but your dead friends they’re dead and they aren’t coming back.” He growled again.

I smirked before punching Theo right in the face. I wasn’t that strong but when I was angry I could be a firecracker. Theo held his bloody nose glaring at me.

“by the way i’m still working on my anger.” I smirked walking out of the room.

“good to know.” He said wiping his nose and following me out.

We didn’t get very far before Parrish yelled.

“GRENADE EVERYONE GET DOWN!”

I didn’t have time to think, it all happened so fast. Theo grabbed my arm pulling me to him. His hands flew to my ears putting pressure on them. The bang shook the entire room. Smoke filled the room making it hard to see. Theo held a tight grip on me.

“are you okay.” He said loudly.

I started coughing as the smoke entered my lungs. Theo picked me up dragging me back to the bathroom. My vision started to get clear again.

“y/n talk to me. are you okay?” He asked again looking at me.

I could finally see again. The first thing that I saw was blood coming from his ears. He protected my ears which left his uncovered. He also covered my body with his making sure I wouldn’t get hurt.

“your ears.” I said wiping some of the blood with my fingers.

“I’ll be okay once the ringing stops.” He said smiling a little bit.

I grabbed a paper towel wiping the blood from his ears. He didn’t say anything just studied my face with that same stupid smirk.

“this doesn’t mean anything.” I said continuing to clean off the blood.

“whatever you say.” He says smirking.

We walk back out seeing now that the smoke has cleared. I could hear Scott growling in the holding cell. I guess the wolves weren’t as innocent as they looked. Theo was right I shouldn’t trust them. Deputy Parrish takes Nolan to a different room telling another deputy to keep an eye on him.  I walk over to where Lydia was standing pulling her in a hug.

“what happened to you and Theo?” She questioned looking at Theo who kept his eyes on me the entire time.

I was about to tell her when an arrow flew through the window right past our faces. It landed in a support beam just near Parrish. I looked out through the little hole in the window to see Gabe smirking. I grabbed the arrow in case it was poisoned with anything. A piece of fabric falls from it. I grab it seeing it as a bloody seven.

“Brett.” I said clutching the fabric.

I could feel my blood boil. I clench my fists trying not to explode. They aren’t going to get away with this.

“they’re just trying to rattle us.” Lydia says

“I think it’s working.” Theo says walking over to me.

He puts his hands on top of mine unclenching my fists.

“breath.” He says leaning closer to me.

Theo always knew what I needed, that’s what I hated most about him. I let out a deep breath squeezing his hands. We were interrupted by a loud scream. We all ran to the source to see one of the deputies hanging from the ceiling. Sherriff Stilinski and Parrish rush past us to cut him down. I suddenly felt this overwhelming fear. I didn’t know what it was but it scared the hell out of me.

“I didn’t do anything, he just lost it.” Nolan said showing that he was still handcuffed.

I could feel my breathing become heavier as the chill ran down my spine.

“oh god we’re never getting out of here.” the other deputy said rocking back and forth in the chair.

she repeats that a few more times before removing her pistol and aiming it at her own head.

“no wait.” I called lunging forward but I was too late.

blood splatters all over the wall behind her and all over me. I stand there shocked looking at her lifeless body. Scott pulls me away wiping the blood off my face. He sits me down on the bench and soon I am joined by Theo. He wraps an arm around my shoulder offering his embrace. Normally I’d push him away but I needed it right now. I leaned in to his embrace laying my head on his shoulder. I just watched someone commit suicide right in front of me and there was only ten minutes until the hunters would break down the door guns blazing. The two bodies are brought out to be disposed of later. Everyone crowds in the room wondering what to do next. Lydia walks over kneeling down beside the bodies. 

“it wasn’t just panic. It’s here with us.” Lydia says stepping away from the bodies.

“and it’s only ten minutes until midnight.” Scott said looking up at the clock.

“I already have two bodies I’m not about to give Monroe two more.” Sheriff Stilinski says.

Suddenly I had an idea.

“two bodies.” I said quickly sitting up.

Everyone looked at me confused.

“she said dead or alive right, and she’s never actually seen what the werewolves look like.” I said hoping they’d catch on.

“we have two bodies right here.” Scott finished for me.

Everyone agrees with my plan because it was the only plan that we had right now. We stripped them of their uniforms and place them in body bags. Sheriff Stilinski fires two more shots to trick the hunters.

“wait you guys can’t go outside.” Sheriff says looking at the wolves.

“I’ll go.” I said but was quickly shut down by Theo and Scott.

“Not a chance.” Scott said.

“If you’re going I am too I don’t care if they shoot at me.” Theo said coming to stand beside me.

“they only wanted them not us anyways.” Scott says.

Stilinski shakes his head in agreement. Scott, Theo, Sheriff and I drag the body bags outside. Monroe doesn’t look impressed.

“let me see their faces.” She demands looking at us.

Scott and I slowly unzip the bags so just their faces are showing.

“they tried to run and harm the deputies so I had to kill them.” Sherriff said gesturing to the body bags.

“let me see their pack tattoos.” she says glaring at us.

“their what?” Stilinski asked.

I didn’t think about that. Oh god my plan failed. Scott and I looked at each other worried.

“those aren’t the wolves.” She growled.

The hunters aimed their guns straight at us. Theo growled from beside me pushing me behind him.  Suddenly there is a ton of flashing lights and sirens. Our dad comes out from the shadows calming everyone down. He tells the hunters to put their guns down before stopping in front of Scott and I.

“what the hell are you doing here?” I growled glaring at my dad.

“I’m here to make sure no one else dies.” He says gesturing for us to go back inside.

He stays outside talking to the hunters. He soon comes in looking down.

“you guys need to leave Beacon Hills.” He said straight forward.

Everyone starts to immediately protest.

“they’ll just come after us.” Liam says earning agreements from Lydia and Quinn.

“look guys the hunters already agreed to it and I think some de-escalation is what is needed here that is why you called me right Sherriff.” Our dad argues.

I glared at him about to say something but Scott cut me off.

“fine.” He said simply.

I was shocked at his agreement.

“we’ll leave.” He says looking at his pack.

They didn’t argue because he was their alpha after all. We exited the police station that was still surrounded my hunters. They smiled sickly looking at us. I felt someone grab my hand squeezing it. I looked up to see the hand belonged to Theo. The two other wolves were led out by dad to a escort van. The girl nods her head at me and Scott before climbing in. We’re all escorted home to start packing our things.

“I guess I’ll grab the suitcases.” I told Scott as soon as we arrived at our house.

Scott quickly put an arm out stopping me.

“you’re not going.” He said looking at me.

I felt the tears well up in my eyes.

“what do you mean I’m not going yes I am.” I said glaring at him.

“No you’re not. There are people that need you here okay Mom needs you here. You’re not safe with us anymore and I can’t risk you getting hurt. You can pack and protest all you want but you’re not going and that’s final.” Scott said his face stone cold.

“I hate you.” I screamed running up the stairs and in to my room.

I felt the tears fall down my cheeks. I didn’t really hate him. I shouldn’t have said that. I was losing my friends, my family and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I cried some more until I heard a loud thump. I looked up to see Theo standing there next to my now open window.

“you could’ve used the front door.” I said smiling a little through my tears.

Theo came over pulling me in to a bone crushing hug.

“why are you here.” I said looking up at him.

“I didn’t want to leave without saying goodbye, not again. You don’t know how much I regretted not saying goodbye after we defeated the wild hunt. I stayed up all night thinking about it. I’m not going to make that mistake again.” He said pulling me in to another hug.

“goodbye Theo.” I said returning the hug.

“No matter what you think I have always and always will love you.” He said pulling away from the hug.

I was shocked at his confession. I wanted to believe him but there was still part of me that didn’t trust him. He leaned down slowly looking at my lips. I sighed heavily pulling away from him.

“goodbye y/n.” He says before exiting through the window.

That night I don’t do anything but cry. The next day is absolute hell. I didn’t want to go to school but I knew Mason needed me. He was in the same position I was. We walked in to math taking our normal seats. I looked down at my phone hoping for a text or a call from Scott but I got nothing.

“Mason would you come do problem #45?” Our teacher asks.

Mason walks up to the board starting to do the problem. I was staring down at my notebook. Suddenly my pencil is picked up and a note scribbled in my notebook. It says animal clinic now. I look around knowing Corey must be here. I glance up to Mason who is slowly backing away from the blackboard. He drops his math book taking off.

“Mason wait!’ I called running after him.

I could hear the teacher calling our names but I didn’t care. I caught up to Mason and we made our way to the animal clinic. We arrive opening the door seeing the pack standing there.

"you lied to me.” Mason said looking at Corey.

 I caught Theo’s eyes in the back. I was feeling betrayed by him as well.

“I had to.” Corey said grabbing his hand.

“We all had too, we needed everyone to think that we were really gone.” Scott said looking at us.

“yeah well it worked.” I said a tear falling down my cheek.

“what’d you think we were going to do? run?” Scott said coming over and pulling me in a hug.

“I don’t hate you, I didn’t mean that.” I said wrapping my arms around him.

“I know, I know.” Scott said kissing the top of my head.

I walked over to Theo who was leaning against the wall.

“I guess it isn’t goodbye.” I said looking up at him.

“guess you’re stuck with me.” He says shrugging his shoulders.

I grab the back of his neck pulling his lips down to mine. I kiss him surprising not only him but everyone in the room. I pull away leaving him wanting more.

“I regretted not doing that last night.” I admitted holding on to him.

“once we kick these hunters asses we’ll have all the time in the world for that.” He smirked kissing me again.

prompt from: https://radwriting.tumblr.com/post/161218974947/teen-wolf-prompt-list-2 requests are closed cause I really am trying to catch up and do all of the ones I promised people!

“You taste like coffee” - Tim Drake x Reader

Because there isn’t enough love for our lovely Red Robin. Besides, many of you asked for more Tim Drake so, here’s a fluffy fic with him, hope you’ll like it

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

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Once again, he’s late. 

It used to bother you how he would NEVER be on time, and invent stupid excuses when he’d finally arrive. At the beginning of your relationship, you actually almost broke up with him because of that…You thought you just didn’t matter enough to him, and you were not one to play game.

When you were with someone, then there was no one else and you were committed, and it seems that he definitely wasn’t ! When you talked to him about it, he kinda panicked and told you things that no one ever told you (« You’re the best thing that ever happened to me, the only one that keep me sane ! » and such things), his eyes so honest that you could only believe him and…You stayed.

And oh man, you were sure glad you did. You stuck around, even though his tardiness was really getting on your nerve, and it was the best decision you ever took.

Because after three months of relationship, you finally discovered why it seemed to be impossible for him to be on time.

You were walking home late at night, which was a terrible idea when you lived in Gotham, but you got caught up in the school library, working on some important essays you had to give the next day (you and your habit to always wait the last minute to do things…Queen of Procrastination). You had missed the last bus that could get you to your apartment and you knew the night bus was even more dangerous than walking, with all the robberies and drug deal (it was just the perfect place for those stuffs you know ? Always in movements, and there were so few night buses that traffic was easy to keep track of for criminals…And to be warned in advance if the GCPD was around).

So here you were, in the streets of Gotham, very late at night. For some reason, you weren’t really scared. Not because you thought you’d get saved by any members of the « Batfamily » as you liked to call all of those night vigilante lurking around in the city, but because..Well, you were born in Gotham.

And when you were a true gothamite, born and raised, you were used to the latent comes and insecurities of the place. Besides, it was when you where scared that things always got bad. If you walked through the streets, fast but not too much, with a confident pace, you were most likely not gonna get attacked.

Lowlife criminals who attacked people in the street weren’t really tough, they were waiting for a weak prey, so if you looked confident ? Nope.

You were a short woman, but you weren’t afraid, and people who weren’t afraid in Gotham were dangerous. You had walked a thousands times home on your own, at night, and never once did you get attacked.

But there were always exceptions, you guessed…and tonight was one of them.

They jumped you from a side alleyway, and dragged you down into its darkness, muffling your screams with their hands. Oh. They weren’t just any lowlife criminals. They were the worst of them all.

Those weren’t the people that were after your phone, or your wallet. No. Those were the one that wanted something else, that were just disgusting pigs.

You fought like Hell, but they were more powerful than you, and besides, you were largely outnumbered.

Tears appeared down your cheeks when you started to feel their hands on your naked skin, and you closed your eyes…When suddenly, you fell on the ground as they released you.

Were you dead ? No. You could still feel the cold ground of a chilly Autumn night in Gotham…Or maybe that was what the Afterlife was ? Being stuck in the place you died forever ?

You opened one eyed, and then the other, and what you saw…blew your mind.

It was one of the guy that always stuck around Batman. The one that had a black mask over his face, and wicked cool red wings.

And looking at him fight made you feel something strange. His movements looked familiar, as if you knew the dude. But…it was impossible right ?

One of the thing that made Tim fall in love with you, was your quick wit and quick thinking, and as you were watching « Red Robin » fighting those disgusting thugs that attacked you, you slowly came to the realization that…this was your boyfriend.

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Act Like You Love Me

A/N: If this seems familiar to anyone, I wrote something alike on another blog a couple years back (belonging to another fandom, football), but then I listened to Act Like You Love Me a couple weeks ago and I wanted to work with this again. I have like two more part of this story, but I don’t know if I will post them, or just leave this as a one shot.

Word count: 1,786

Act Like You Love Me

January 7 th, 2023

“Baby, say goodbye to daddy” You said, looking down at your beautiful baby daughter.

She sent you a friendly smile reaching her eyes, which shortly reminded you of Shawn when he was younger.

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Dark Nights (Part 5)

Originally posted by zest-wincest

Summary: Dean is recovering after going after the Alphas and gets a chance to have some calm time with the reader for once…

Dark Nights Masterlist

Pairing: Alpha!Dean x Omega!Reader

Word Count: 2,700ish

Warnings: language

A/N: A little bit of softer side with the boys…

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Drarry - Coffee Shop AU - Inspired by this post.



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Today your barista is:

1)         Hella fucking gay.

2)         Desperately single.

For your drink today I recommend:

You give me him your number.

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Harry choked back a laugh as his gaze shot from the blazing sign to the quaint little coffee shop. It was a pretty little store, one he’d walked passed multiple times but had never frequented. The sign itself was enough incentive to provoke his growing curiosity, even if all he did was catch a gander at the supposed hella fucking gay barista.

“Well,” a laughing voice remarked to his right. “That’s one way to get attention.” The bushy-brunette coughed, her eyebrows lifting in amusement as a small smile appeared on her lips.

Ron snorted. “Seems a little desperate if you ask me,” he muttered from beside her. “Who honestly can’t just walk up to someone and ask them out?”

“This is coming from the same bloke who danced around his fiancée for years.”

“Shut up, Harry.”

The door to the café suddenly swung open, the little bell tinkling angrily as someone stormed out. The three scrambled to get out of the way as a familiar young man with dark hair shoved passed, hard eyes set on the street and hands clenched determinedly at his sides.

Ron’s eyebrows rose. “Was that Dean?” he asked in surprise.

“Dean Thomas? From school?” Harry’s head swung around, trying to catch sight of their old school-mate as the male disappeared into the crowded street. “I wonder what got him so riled up?”

“I can only imagine,” Hermione mused, eyeing the sign with delight. “Well come on then, let’s go inside. I would love a coffee and maybe we can get Harry a boyfriend.”

The brunet spluttered. “Hermione!”

But the female had already stepped inside, her giggles drifting through the doorway.

“Better follow her mate,” Ron advised. “Otherwise you might get saddled with some tosser.”


“For the last time, Pansy, take the damn sign down.

“Not until we find you a man, Draco,” replied the dark-haired female. “You’ve been such a git lately—you really need to get laid.”

A faint blush began to creep up Draco’s neck and he all but glared at the silver coffee machine as he flicked the grinder switch, hoping the shrill crunch of grinding coffee beans was enough to drown out his supposed best friend.

Draco!

Evidently not enough.

Pansy is going to be the death of me… he thought morosely.

“Look at what just walked in!”

Biting back the retort he desperately wished to spit out, Draco glanced over despite himself.

And blanched.

“The red-head?” he whispered furiously. “Pansy, what the fu—”

“Not the red-head, you idiot! The guy next to him!” Pansy reached over and began tugging excitably on the blond’s shirt sleeve.

“Stop that!” Draco snapped, yanking his arm away as he readjusted his gaze.

And felt his stomach clench.

The brunet was all green eyes and tousled black hair, a goofy smile on his face as he pulled a red and gold scarf from around his neck. His… deliciously tanned neck. Draco could only stare as the trio paused a little way from the counter, scanning the menu above their heads.

Pansy stood smirking by his side.

“I—um.” Draco cleared his throat, turning to switch off the coffee grinder. He began to fiddle with the silver milk jugs and wipe down the steamer, studiously refusing to look towards the three that were now approaching the bench.

Pansy’s smirk grew wider.

“Good morning,” she began, “what can I get for you today?”

Hermione, who was the first to order, acknowledged the brunette’s smirk with one of her own, her eyes darting to the blond who was staring fixatedly at the coffee machine.

“That wouldn’t happen to be the hella fucking gay barista now, would it?” Hermione asked innocently.

“Oh, Draco?” Pansy’s tone was equally innocent. “Why yes, yes he is.”

Draco oh so wanted to throw a murderous glare in his direction. The vicious fire in his chest was immediately stifled however, when he caught brief eye contact with the brunet standing right behind the bushy-haired female. The male was gazing at him, a hint of shyness softening his masculine features. Swallowing, Draco darted his eyes away as casually as he could make them, his cheeks beginning to burn as he reached out instinctively for one of his cleaning cloths.

Good god, he felt like a young school girl.

He barely listened as the trio rattled off their coffee order, one of them ordering a blueberry muffin to which Draco caught a “You just ate breakfast, Ronald!”.

“But, ‘Mione, I’m a growing boy.”

“You’ll grow outwards is what you’ll do.”

“Anything sweet for you, handsome?” Pansy asked.

Draco snuck another glance towards the counter, unable to stop himself from biting his lip as the brunet flushed slightly at Pansy.

“Me? Oh, no, just coffee—thank you.”

“Don’t worry, handsome, Draco here makes a beautiful cappuccino, you won’t feel as if you’re missing out.”

Dazzling green eyes met with grey once more and Draco was surprised to note the way the brunet’s cheeks reddening further, a tentative smile on his face.

“Sounds good.”

“Why don’t you two go find a table?” Hermione suggested, reaching into her bag for her purse.

The red-head pressed a quick kiss to her cheek before grabbing Harry’s arm—who was still gazing at Draco—and muttered “Come on, you ponce.”

The blond followed their movements to a table directly within his sights, his heart thumping uncharacteristically quickly in his chest.

Damn… if I had known Pansy’s sign was going to draw in guys like him I would have told her to put it up months ago…

“Did you hear that, Draco? Isn’t it wonderful my sign has been so successful?”

The blond’s head snapped around. “What?” he asked dumbly.

His best friend’s smile was oozing with impertinence, eyes bright with glee.

“This lovely customer was just informing me that her friend with the dark hair is single. How’s that for coincidence?”

I’ll give you coincidence—

“Oh,” was all he said. Instead, he grabbed the order from the bench, eyeing the three coffees quickly. One skim latte. One hot chocolate. And one cappuccino.

With one last furtive glance at the gorgeous dark-haired male, Draco distracted himself with brewing coffee and steaming milk, carefully preparing each drink to his always demanding perfection. He reached up for three mugs, poured each drink expertly, before plating them on the side bench ready to be taken to the table.

A sudden flutter of nerves hit Draco as he eyed the mug of cappuccino. He bit his lip again, eyes flitting across the room and back before he reached for a napkin.

It wouldn’t hurt to write his number down, would it? It wasn’t as if the guy would feel obligated to ask Draco out now, would he? And it would be better for Draco to give his number rather than expect the poor bloke to fork out his own; at least it would save Draco from the embarrassment of being denied to his face.

Thinking quickly—or rather, not thinking at all—Draco grabbed the marker he used to write on takeaway cups and scribbled out a list of numbers, heart hammering in his throat as he shoved the napkin beneath the mug. He backed away from the drinks before he lost his nerve, returning to the coffee machine to clean up.

“Draco,” Pansy hissed suddenly.

“What?” the blond snapped.

“Take their coffees to the table, you daft moron!”

“What? Why me? That’s your job!”

“Gives you a chance to go talk to him!” Pansy rolled her eyes in exasperation, as if a child could have understood more. “Do you want to be single forever?

“And if I do?” Draco grumbled, marching back to the side bench despite himself. He slid two of the mugs into one hand skilfully and grabbed the third in the other. He straightened his back purposefully and crossed the dark wooden floor, coming to a halt beside the trio’s chosen table.

“The hot chocolate?”

“That’s me,” the red-head grinned, rubbing his hands together in an excited fashion.

Draco lowered the mug carefully. “The skim latte?”

“Mine!” Hermione called cheerfully, smiling kindly at Draco as he handed her the coffee.

He turned, eyes finally landing on the male gazing up at him, a gentle smile on his face.

“Which leaves the cappuccino for you,” the blond murmured, fighting hard to keep his hand from trembled as his extended his arm. The brunet reached up to grab the mug, his fingers brushing along the back of Draco’s hand as he did so, causing a lovely tingle shoot up the blond’s arm.

Draco almost dropped the coffee into the guy’s lap.

“Er—e-enjoy,” he stammered slightly.

“Thank you,” the dark-haired male said, voice warm and deep and oh so enticing.

Draco fought hard to conceal a shiver as he returned to the bench. Good god, his cheeks felt as if they were on fire—he could only imagine how they appeared.


“Well? Did you get his number?” Pansy demanded as soon as the trio had left the café. “I saw the look he gave you on his way out—he totally did, didn’t he?”

“Actually,” Draco replied, folding his arms as he leant against the bench, “I gave him mine.”

Pansy practically squealed and even the blond couldn’t contain his smile.

“I told you my sign would work.”

“Well, it hasn’t technically worked as of yet. It will only be a success if we go out on a date or whatever. In the meantime…” He shot Pansy a glare. “Take the bloody thing down.”

“Alright, alright,” the brunette grumbled, tossing her pen onto the counter and marching to the window.

Shaking his head, Draco reached into his back pocket and pulled out his phone. He didn’t expect the guy to make a move immediately of course, but the blond couldn’t help but gaze down at the dark screen hopefully.

Switching on his phone, Draco stared down at the now brightly lit screen, mouth going dry.

1 new message.

With shaking fingers, Draco swiped and opened up his inbox.

Lunch sometime?

P.S. your cappuccino was to die for. I’ll definitely have to come back.

Draco felt giddy as a smile stretched across his face.

Lunch sounds great.

Stargazing

Pairing: David (Camp Camp) x Reader

Word Count: 2296

Prompt: Okay, could you right a camp camp reader insert where the reader is a co-counselor with David, and is usually really happy. But over the past few days she’s been depressed. So David and her spend a night cuddling under the stars as he does everything he can to find out what’s wrong and cheer her up. Please?


You honestly hadn’t thought anyone would notice. After all, it had only been a few days. You still put on a smile for the kids, laughed at their antics, and you could easily ignore your thoughts when the chaos around you was more than distracting. As far as you knew, you still appeared to be the same happy-go-lucky counselor you’d always been.

You only let the façade down at night, in the counselor’s cabin, when you were curled around yourself and lying awake for hours as David’s soft snores filled the room. It was then that your thoughts were relentless, keeping you from the sleep you so desperately needed. Luckily, you were able to keep your sobbing quieter than his snores, breaking down without the worry of anyone hearing you.

Of course, there wasn’t much to be done about the continuously darkening circles under your eyes, and it wasn’t like you could hide the fact that you were running on three cups of coffee everyday, but for the most part, everyone seemed oblivious. If you could, you were going to keep it that way.

You were so wrapped up in your own mind, or wrapped up in various distractions, that you didn’t notice how David looked at you during quiet moments, the moments when your exhausting smile melted into a blank stare. You didn’t pay much attention to how he encouraged you to eat more at meals; you just weren’t that hungry, and there was usually some form of mayhem to take care of instead. You were just so out of it, you couldn’t even see the difference in how he was talking to you, like he was walking on eggshells.

It was impossible not to notice him now, with him standing at the side of your bed with a lantern and basket in hand. “(Y/n), I know you’re awake,” he spoke softly, and though you weren’t looking at him, you could just picture his puppy dog eyes. “All the kids are asleep by now, and— well, I, uh— there’s something I wanted to show you.” Before you could even process his words he was quick to add, “I promise it’s not as creepy as it sounds.”

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Port Mafia Drama CD -Kaji, Chuuya and Akutagawa.

So in no way I am a proper translator so I am just doing my best here! If there are mistakes, I apologize!

Audio.

That is the audio that  @anemoneee posted, so credits to her!

Onto the translation!

So it starts with Kaji doing an experiment inside his Lab, while he is laughing like a maniac Chuuya walks in with Akutagawa.
Chuuya: Oi, what are you being so loud for?
 Also, I heard you attacked the detective agency?

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Can’t Sleep Without You

Steve can’t sleep without his girl, and it’s becoming a problem for everyone around him.

Originally posted by ireneknight

A/N: This came to me forever ago listening to “Can’t Sleep Without You” by Brett Young (delightful song btw) I hadn’t written for Cap in a really long time so here we are! Hope you guys enjoy! (Please tell me if you did I’m needy af) Special thanks to @whotheeffisbucky for letting me bounce this idea off of her when it first came to me and to my clonesister, love of my life @actuallyasgardian for the read over once it was finally done.

*Flashback is in italics*

Warnings: Some swears. Mentions of a car accident, hospitals. (Also aside from me watching Grey’s Anatomy and ER years ago I don’t know anything about medically stuff, so yeah forgive me if it makes no sense.)

Words: 2,500

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He missed her. Missed her every minute. After the Accords, the civil war - her words - being forced into hiding, Bucky, just everything, she stayed. He wouldn’t blame her if she didn’t, if she needed space. Hell, she and Tony were so close before everything; they were practically siblings. He hoped they still were. They must be, he was still able to talk to her regularly. Tony had to be involved with that somehow.

Being away was torture. This wasn’t like the times he’d go on missions. On missions he had a general idea of when he’d be back to her. Plus he was usually so busy he never had time to think about missing her. But here in Wakanda, he had time on his hands. Too much of it. Bucky was back in cryo, and it’s not like he could help with any of the doctors or scientists but he just couldn’t leave quite yet. Sure there was Bucky, but he needed to repay T’Challa in any way he could.

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Her Grace

An Au in which Prince Harry falls in love with a servant girl.

Harry watched as numerous maidens attempted to flatter him all for his hand in marriage. He was said to be king and wed to a noble lady before his father’s sickness grew to become worse. After all he was the heir to the throne and this came with a price. People like Harry could not be wed for love it was mainly for power and if they did find love within their marriage it was very rare indeed.

A loud shriek caught Harry’s attention, there was this girl, she was absolutely breathtaking Harry thought. Her hair was unruly resembling a bird’s nest on her head. Harry slightly chuckled at the thought of this. Her face was defined and chiseled to perfection, he saw not a single flaw. Her lips were as full as the moon and he wondered what her plump lips would feel like pressed against his own, sucking and lightly tugging on them to make them swollen so they appear even more plump. 

The girl was absolutely stunning without a doubt in Harry’s mind but the thing which stood out the most to him were her eyes, her eyes sparkled in the dimly lit ball room, they conveyed signs of distress as she attempted to hold back tears while being scolded for dropping a platter of wine glasses filled to the brim.  

Realization suddenly hit Harry, He was admiring a servant, a simple peasant girl. He shouldn’t, he couldn’t be doing that even if he did find her enthralling there was no possible way he could ever be with her. Harry couldn’t help but think about her.

“Your highness?” Harry’s thoughts were interrupted by these words leaving a maidens mouth. Harry studied her face, she was pretty he thought but not as gorgeous as the servant girl.

 “Yes m’lady?” Harry inquired his thoughts still flustered from thinking about the servant girl. 

“Would you care to dance Your Grace?” she timidly asked. Harry flashed the maiden a small smile as he gently took her hand in his and lead her to the center of the ball room where they preceded to sway to the rhythm of the violins

“What might be your name m’lady?” Harry asked the girl in his arms.

 “I’m Princess Arabella” she responded.

 “Ahh” Harry started “You’re the beautiful Arabella, daughter of King Ecbert” he continued “Heard many suitors would love to have your hand in marriage” Harry said as they continued to sway around the ballroom. 

“Well I’m not quite interested in them” she replied. 

Harry gave her a confused look as to why she isn’t interested in the numerous amount of suitors who are surely extremely wealthy with riches and acres of land, and maybe some quite handsome as well. “Well” the Princess continued, “I’m interested in you, Your Grace ”

Before Harry could respond to Arabella about her sudden interest in him, his thoughts were interrupted by the servant girl coming into view carry yet another platter of wine trying not to drop the platter this time. Her brows were creased in concentration as she attempted to walk across the room while chewing on her lip. 

Harry began to think to himself that this was probably one of the most adorable sights he’s ever seen but her lip biting was making him wonder. Making him wonder things he should not be wondering especially when there’s a beautiful princess in his arms dancing with him.

“Would you excuse me please Princess?” Harry asked. 

Before Arabella even had the chance to reply he quickly hurried off in the direction of the servant girl, leaving Arabella standing there appalled.

 “Ello” Harry rasped from behind the girl, startling her causing her to almost lose her balance and tip the entire platter over. “Easy there love” he calmly spoke.

As the girl turned around she came face to face with a no other than Prince Harry, she was speechless. He was even more beautiful up close she thought while staring into his jade orbs. A soft chuckle from the Prince brought her out of her thoughts. A light blushed crept onto her cheeks as he realized she was staring. A cocky smirk plastered across his face as noticed his ability to make the servant girl all flushed and flustered. 

“And what might your name be?” he inquired.

 “(Y/N), Y-your Grace” she nervously stuttered out.

‘(Y/N)’ he thought

(Y/N)

(Y/N)…. Such a lovely name. It was perfect for her. She was perfect. “(Y/N)” he said causing (Y/N) to become flustered once more because the way her name rolled off his tongue, it was so smooth like velvet, it was perfect.

 “I like it, beautiful name for a beautiful girl” Her face flushed at his comment as another cocky smirk plastered across his face knowing he got the girl to blush yet again. 

“Thank you, Your highness” she softly replied as she curtsied him.

“(Y/N), you intrigue me.” Harry stated. “Meet me in the garden outside my chambers at dawn will you?” 

“Your Grace, with all due respect, I do not think it’s appropriate for you to be seen or even so be interacting with a peasant girl much like myself” she humbly spoke.

“(Y/N), what I said to you was an order from the Prince” Harry stated. “And if you do not show up, I shall send one of my servants to find you and bring you to me” he stated. (Y/N) nodded while chewing on her lip, a habit she’s developed whenever she became nervous.

Harry watched as she chewed on her lip, his vile thoughts of her once returning. “Don’t be nervous now beautiful (Y/N).” Harry softly spoke to her. How desperately her wanted to reach up and caress her skin, to feel her smooth, silky, soft skin contrast against the rough palm of his hands.

 “I must be off now, see you in a couple hours from now (Y/N)” Harry said to (Y/N) while shooting her a final glance.

Harry then strutted off returning to interact with the numerous amount of beautiful noble ladies in the room, leaving (Y/N) standing there shocked as she watched him return to Princess Arabella.

 Arabella was one of the most gorgeous of the ladies in the room (Y/N) thought to herself, something bubbled in the pit of her stomach as she watched Harry place a soft peck on Arabella’s hand as he curtsied her. It couldn’t be jealousy right? There was no way she could ever have feelings for a monarch or someone who has a station above her own, it would be impossible without a doubt.

The night slowly dragged on as both Harry and (Y/N) were both stealing glances at each other throughout the night and anticipating the first sun. As dawn drew closer Harry and (Y/N) grew more and more anxious.

 (Y/N) laid in her small bed in her cottage which she shared with her father and younger brother, thinking about why the Prince would ever want to meet with her far less even speak to her.

As (Y/N) spotted the first sun she quickly hurried out of her cottage desperately trying not to wake her father and brother. She quickly slipped her feet into her tattered shoes and threw on her worn out coat, sprinting out the door and in the direction of the castle gardens to meet the Prince.


As Harry spotted (Y/N) a small smile etched its way across his face causing (Y/N) to get a bubbly feeling in her stomach. “Lo’ love” He softly spoke to (Y/N) a warm smile on his lips. He wasn’t sure if (Y/N) was blushing from the pet name he gave her or the cold bitter air nipping against her skin.

 “Your grace,” (Y/N) squeaked out causing a soft chuckle to erupt from Harry causing (Y/N)’s cheeks to turn an even deeper shade of kissed pink resembling a blooming spring rose much like the ones in the garden. Harry watched as her blush grew even deeper the colour so cute against her flawless skin, she looked absolutely adorable, he couldn’t help but stare at her.

“Walk with me now, will you Petal?” He asked but it sounded more like a command to her. 

“Petal?” she questioned. “

Yeah, you’re like a petal, precious, beautiful and delicate” he answered

. “Thank you, Your Majesty.” She softly said, “Y-you’re quite beautiful too” she stuttered out her face becoming even more flushed, if possible at her own comment. “Y-your Grace, I apologize, t-that, it was completely out of line and I shouldn’t, I-“ She was suddenly interrupted by a pair of warm lips on hers.

(Y/N) was shocked to say the least but never the less, she began to move her lips in sync with his. Harry’s hand gently tugged at (Y/N)’s waist pulling her closer while she snaked her arms around his neck.

 Harry had never experienced a kiss so wonderful,with someone with such soft lips, so perfect, she indeed had the lips of an angel. The kiss literally took Harry’s breath away leaving him speechless for a mere second 

(Y/N), however didn’t know any better, Harry was her first kissed and she feared he would realize how inexperienced she is and not want anything to do with her, after all she was nothing but a servant girl.

As they pulled apart, Harry rested his forehead against (Y/N)’s while gently caressing her cheek. “That was perfect Petal” Harry rasped and leaned in to place a soft peck on her lips.

 A loud sigh of frustration escaped Harry’s lips as he realized people of the castle would soon be up and if anyone ever saw them, for sure (Y/N) would be punished and her family would be stripped of everything. Harry also didn’t need any servants gossiping and any nobles getting him in trouble from his father, the king.

“Petal?” Harry whispered looking down at (Y/N), she looked at peace and he couldn’t help but stare at her beauty. (Y/N) hummed in response, “I’ve gotta go now yeah?”

 (Y/N) couldn’t help but feel her heart breaking at his words. A lump grew in her throat thinking he would shone her out, pretend like she never existed and whatever they had never happened. (Y/N)’s thoughts were interrupted by Harry’s raspy voice. 

“Now Petal, I want you to meet me at my chambers tonight after dinner alright?” (Y/N) gave a nod in response while harshly biting down on her lip trying to hold back tears that were threatening to fall not knowing what else to do.

With a lingering kiss to her forehead and Harry whispering to her that it will all be alright, she knew that it will be alright. She trusted his words because even though they just met, the pair felt as though they were connected to each other, literally as though there were two strings tied to the left sides of their chests and no matter how far they go, no matter station or class, it may pull and it may stretch but it will never tear.


Hello my lovelies, this was previously posted but i deleted it to do some editing, Feed back would be lovely as always and let me know if you’d like a part 2

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Dangerous Obsession.

Request from anon:An imagine where the Avengers (from CACW) and Y/N go out to a restaurant. Hydra wants to eliminate her so they send Rumlow undercover to poison her drink. She is also Bucky’s girlfriend and Rumlow has an obsession with her but also wants to kill her because she is with Bucky. Anyway once she gets poisoned Bucky gets angry and holds Y/N while help comes. While the others find out it was Rumlow and go after him. But things end well so it’s all good. Sorry this is long but thank you!

The Avengers x Reader, Bucky x Reader

Words: 2,109

Warnings: Violence, language, angst, mention of injury and threat to life. Think that’s everything!

Disclaimer: First GIF was made by me any others used were not so all credit goes to their creators <3

Clouds of perfume hung in the air of your room as you finished getting yourself ready for the dinner you had all been invited to. You weren’t entirely convinced that it was a good idea for the whole Avengers team to be heading out of the tower but when Tony was paying how could you refuse?

“Doll I hate to sound like an old ma-“

“Buck you are an old man.”

Your boyfriend sent a playful scowl in your direction as he sat on the edge of the bed you shared before grabbing one of the pillows and launching it at you. With quick reflexes you caught the item before it could hit you and you poked your tongue out at him in a smug way.

“Anyway as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted…is there a reason as to why you are drowning yourself in that perfume?”

You immediately stopped spraying once he spoke, pursing your lips slightly, before placing the bottle down onto your dresser.

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Rude Boy (1)

Pairing: Bucky X Reader

Words: 2858

Warnings: Violence (some triggering scenes so please go away if this might make you uncomfortable). Lap dance.

Summary:  You go undercover with Bucky where you need to get a flashdrive from a HYDRA agent who frequents a men’s club. Your job is to give him a lap dance, get him knocked out, and steal the flash drive. Things don’t go as planned because someone gets a little jealous and decides to, quite literally, knock the agent out.

A/N: Because why not. So I had to put it in 2 parts again. If sexual harassment makes you uncomfortable, please go away. I don’t want to cause anyone any harm or pain. If you want to read the smut, it’s the next part.

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anonymous asked:

Hiiiiiii! May I give you a hc/drabble idea? Even's job is at a library... That smile welcoming people at the front desk? The conversations he starts with patrons by asking about their book choices? Getting caught in the stacks reading instead of shelving books? Bringing books home for Isak? y/fy?

hiiii!! okay so i took you idea and was like… hmmm yes i like this… but then my brain was like “okay but what if it was an au” and I was like “no.. but i like the in canon idea” but then my brain said “orrrr we can make it an au.”

So I hope you are alright with this au Anon!! (also warning, this is raunchy af)

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It takes approximately .83 seconds after walking in the library doors fro Isak to turn around and try to shove his way back out. Unfortunately for him, Jonas and Magnus grab his shoulders and force him right back around.

But he wasn’t going down without a fight.

“I’m not doing this,” Isak says, “I’m not doing it. I take the loss- call me a pussy or whatever. But I’m not doing it.”

Jonas scoffs, “Shut up man, you’re doing it. You are doing it right now- what the fuck you talking about ‘backing out’.”

“We agreed,” Magnus says, entirely too gleefully to be called a supportive and loving friend. “You lost the bet!”

“Fuck the bet,” Isak lowers his voice, “He’s here.”

The other two boys are silent for a moment, looking from Isak to each other and then slyly (fucking obvious as hell they know nothing about sly) to the tall Elivis looking blonde at the counter, checking books out and smiling at single mothers and children and just being a generally beautiful human being.

Magnus lets out a loud whoop of laughter and The Boy at the Desk (along with every other library customer) look over. So Isak does what any well-adjusted boy would do-

He dives behind a bookshelf. And ignores Jonas’s look of utter disbelief. Whatever, fuck him too.

“Isak you’re doing it.”

His life sucks.

———-

He finds the book with little problem. Magnus and Jonas are sitting at a table in the far corner, snickering, nudging each other, pointing at Isak, and being general dicks

Speaking of dicks. Isak sighs and slides the book off the shelf, and then grabbing other science related books to try and maybe lessen the eventual humiliation when Isak has to check out. 

It’s so not fair, is all he’s saying. But when has life ever been fair to Isak Valtersen.

He can’t postpone it any longer, so he glumly makes his way to the counter, waiting in line behind a kind looking old lady who smells vaguely of fish and an older gentleman with bright white eyebrows. He clutches his books to his chest and literally feels his face heat up with every second that passes. 

When he’s up next, The Boy at the Desk glances up and smiles, warm and bright and all of his teeth are stright and his eyes are a dark sparkling blue and they crinkle a little at the edges and-

And he’s saying something.

Isak blinks, “What?”

“I said I like your hat,” The Boy (his name tag reads Even and what a hot fucking name that is why does everything good in Isak’s life have to end in agony?) repeats and then hold out his hands for the book, “I’ll check those out.”

Isak refuses to hand them over. “Um.”

Even raises an eyebrow, “Do you have a steamy romance in there? Is that the problem? I don’t judge you know- I’ve seen it all.”

Isak wants to die. The sad part is he wishes that were the case.

Apparently over his impatience, Even chuckles, leans over the counter, and plucks the stack of books in his hand. “I’ll take those and we will get you on your way to enjoying Swashbuckling Pirates or whatever.”

He gets through two of them before he sees it. The bet. The fucking bet that he was entirely too drunk to win and Magnus knew that-

Managing the Micropenis: A comprehensive Guide

Even blinks and Isak is ready to jump off the roof. “Um.”

Isak thinks quickly, “It’s not mine. The micro-dick- or like, the book. My dick is fine. Great even! Perfectly normal, if you want to know. Oh my god- wait that came out wrong.” 

Isak waves his arms, cursing the part of the bet that stipulated that he could absolutely not tell the bookkeeper that it was in fact a bet, “The book isn’t for me- see it’s a funny story. That I can’t really tell you because it’s a secret story. But- fuck.”

Even opens his mouth, blue eyes wide and swimming with amusement or embarrassment on Isak’s behalf or something.

Isak wants to die. Again.

“Actually, okay.” He leans forward on the counter and tries to quell his red cheeks, “So you see those guys in the corner? The ones laughing and waving like hooligans?” Even nods slowly, leaning in even closer, “Right so the big blonde guy? That’s Magnus. The book is for him. Sad story, man. And he’s so embarrassed, you know? Such a tiny dick for a big guy? So I thought i’d be a bro and get the book for him. Because I’m a great friend. And i have no qualms about… my own… fuck me.” He widens his eyes, “I don’t mean-”

“Isak,” Even says softly, “Your name is Isak, right?”

He swallows, “Yeah, how’d you know?”

Even waves it off like it’s no big deal, “I believe that you have a nice, good size dick.”

“Jesus Christ,” Isak leans down to hit his head on the counter, “Thank you.”

Even finishes checking out the books, the corners of his mouth twitching harder with almost every second. He hands them back with a grin, “Here you go. Give my best to Magnus and his dick. And yours, of course.”

Isak blinks owlishly- “Right.”

He turns around to leave, but pauses. “So when I return this tomorrow– or whenever Magnus is done comforting his dick…. will you be here?”

“Mmmhmm,” Even nods, “You should check the inside cover of the book when you leave. Before you give it to your friend. Just- yeah.”

“Okay…” Isak gives him one last small smile, before hustling to the boys at the corner of the library. “I hate you so much.”

Magnus is in tears. “Your face is so fucking red.” 

They leave the library almost immediately after wards and as they are walking home, Isak covertly looks inside the front cover of the heinous book.

There was a phone number there. and below it:

My dick would love to take your dick out sometime 8—D 

-Even

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“Alright, Y/N can go in and-”

“I’ll do whatever you want me to do, if-” you paused looking at the boys.

They stared you, hanging on that one little word with their brows cocked up.

“If…?” Sam drawled out.

“If you promise to take me to the movies after this case.” You winced, knowing damn well they would rather do anything else than waste money on a movie.

Dean glanced at his brother, than back to you. “You’re seriously negotiating this, right now?”

You shrugged your shoulders and sighed. “Hey, I got to play with what I got. I saw a chance and I took it.”

“Um, w-what movie?” Sam asked, slightly amused.

Your lips stretched wide into a big smile. “Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them!” You squealed.

“What the hell is that?” Dean groaned, looking to his brother.

“It’s another Harry Potter movie just in a different era.” He whispered.

Dean rolled his eyes and scoffed. “I swear, I’m surrounded by nerds.”

“So, is that a yes?” You asked.

“Yea, I-”

“No! I don’t want to waste my money on that bull shit!” Dean gawked.

“Dean, come on. It’s just one movie. It’s not going to kill you.” Sam chuckled. “Besides, I actually kind of want to see it.”

Your eyes lit up, and you were ecstatic. “Please dean!” You began to beg. “It won’t as fun without you.”

He looked at you and suddenly, he caved. As much as he didn’t care to go, he knew just how much it meant to you. And he hated letting you down.

“Alright fine.” He groaned. “But you’re buying the popcorn and candy.”

“Deal!” You smiled. “This is amazing! I have to get my wand and my hufflepuff scarf and-”

“Your what?” Dean raised a brow.

“It’s a house in hogwarts. There’s four of them, and looks like she was sorted into Hufflepuff.” Sam stated. “I got sorted into Ravenclaw.”

“Wow, can you guys get any geekier?” He snorted.

“Just you wait, Winchester. Soon you’ll be a fan girl yourself. Sucked into the fandom.” You winked.

Dean rolled his eyes, “yeah, okay.”