and fight about the result


There is something in the air between you and your friend..

Another Analysis of Danny? Yeah, I Guess So.

Not too long ago, I stated that I headcanon the entire Fenton family as neurodivergent. This led to quite a bit of discussion, and eventually I said that I specifically think Danny has clinical depression, anxiety, and post-traumatic stress disorder.

I didn’t really go into more detail, because while those are all things I myself suffer from, I want to tread carefully when talking about things like this. The last thing I’d want to do is accidentally say something hurtful.

However, multiple followers expressed interest in me going into more detail about why I have these headcanons. Since these are all things I actually struggle with, they reasoned that my personal experience would help me address this with tact.

So, alright. I’m giving in.

As a disclaimer, I’m not a psychologist and I don’t have a ton of knowledge about psychology. I’m just a dude who likes seeing himself in characters he relates to. This is going to be more based on my own personal experience than anything else.

Now that you know all that, let’s finally get into it.

To keep things organized, I’ll just go through each one individually. A lot of symptoms of these mental illnesses can overlap, so this will keep things from getting messy.

Since the depression was the first one I picked up on, let’s start with that.

Clinical Depression

My Brother’s Keeper is a good one to address this. Granted, Spectra’s MO is making people feel miserable, but she does that by picking at struggles the kids are already dealing with, not by necessarily causing those struggles (though she’s willing to do that, too).

I’ve heard depression described by others who have it as “the emotional equivalent of watching paint dry,” and I don’t think there’s a better description for it in the world.

Depression is way more than just being sad all the time. More often than not, I find it’s just a feeling of emptiness and hopelessness. When I’m in a bad depressive episode, I just stop feeling like things matter. Everything sucks and it’s not getting better, so what’s the point in trying?

Danny shows a lot of the symptoms that come with this feeling of hopelessness. He doesn’t eat or sleep very well. His energy levels are usually very low. He doesn’t have as much motivation to do things that he enjoys. He fixates on his failures and past mistakes and blames himself for most things that go wrong in his life. He has a harder time focusing on things, particularly in class. He can be forgetful and not notice details that might seem obvious.

A lot of these things are caused by his ghost hunting, but since Danny has made it clear that he doesn’t enjoy it, and every time he tries to take some time to himself it backfires, it makes perfect sense for him to feel trapped and hopeless.

Ghost fighting is one of the causes for his depression, not a replacement for it.

I’ve also mentioned that Danny is a really angry child, and anger can be a symptom of depression. When you’re feeling down all the time, you can become more irritable. Things bother you more. You lash out more. Even small things can get to you.

My Brother’s Keeper is, again, a good example of this. Danny’s lashing out at Jazz a lot, and even his friends notice that he’s taking things more seriously than usual. This is far from being exclusive to this episode, though. The Fright Before Christmas and Life Lessons both show Danny being irritable and frustrated, even though he usually still means well enough.

Danny even lashes out at Dash sometimes, someone that he’s afraid of, because he’s just too tired to deal with his crap.

Danny’s irritability was actually one of the biggest clues for me that he has depression, coupled with his tendency to degrade or blame himself.

As someone who deals with this, let me tell you, depression is exhausting. Even though I’m usually not doing much, the empty feeling alone zaps me of my energy. A lot of the time, I just want to sleep through my days and not bother with anything. I’m not allowed to, though, so I can get irritable.

Even if you don’t have depression, you’re probably familiar with this feeling. When you’re kept up late at night or you’ve had a rough day at work, you’ll feel exhausted, and that results in you getting annoyed more easily. Small things like people leaving the toilet seat up or the kids being noisy or people repeatedly knocking on the door will drive you crazy, when they’re usually not that big of a deal. You’re tired, and you don’t want to deal with even these small annoyances. You just want to be left alone.

It’s worth noting that Tucker, Sam, and Jazz don’t have these struggles, despite also being moody teens with a lot of pressure on them. They have bad days, but they’re usually more chipper than Danny (yes, even Sam.)

To me, Danny is a textbook example of a depressed teen. It’s not even a question. This kid needs to talk to someone. Unfortunately, he’s not looking to do that any time soon.


There are a huge number of anxiety disorders, and I’m still not the best at differentiating between them. I don’t often feel the need to pinpoint exactly what’s causing the anxiety. For me, it’s just when certain things happen (or don’t), the warning bells start ringing in my head and I struggle to focus on anything else. In a lot of ways, it’s like hearing that music in a horror movie right before something scary happens, except nothing ever happens. The music just keeps playing, making you feel more and more worried about what’s coming next.

The anxiety disorders I’m the most familiar with (meaning the ones I struggle with the most) are social anxiety disorder, generalized anxiety disorder, and panic disorder. I don’t feel like I need to cover the first one much, though, because despite being shy and self-conscious, Danny doesn’t really panic when he has to be in social situations. He can be awkward, but he can brush off embarrassment easily enough and he doesn’t have an issue with badmouthing people he dislikes to their faces. These are all things I’d die before doing.

The fact that he can stomach social situations alright doesn’t prevent him from worrying about every other thing that could possibly go wrong, though.

While not as common as Angry Danny, Panic Mode Danny shows up with some regularity.

Public Enemies (and TFM, though I don’t wanna rely on that example) is a good episode to demonstrate this.

The town’s on high alert and ghosts are everywhere, but just about everyone is handling the situation better than Danny. His paranoia is warranted, but he can’t bring himself to focus on anything except for what could go wrong. He overthinks all the details and worries excessively about all of them.

Danny’s parents are at his school. Ghosts keep showing up at the worst times. Danny doesn’t even know that Walker’s behind everything or what he’s up to, but he’s not in the right state of mind to think about that. This isn’t Detective Danny Time, this is Worry Time. And it prevents him from being as productive as he could be.

One of A Kind is another good example, where Danny’s so worried about Skulker that he can’t even eat, though Sam and Tucker are trying to encourage him to. It’s not like the eating itself is dangerous (as far as he knows), but he’s too busy worrying to even think about eating.

He’ll also worry about things that wouldn’t actually turn out as bad as he thinks. He fears his parents dissecting him if they find out his secret, or Valerie not liking him if she finds out, or Vlad being behind every bad thing that happens, even when he’s actually not.

It’s not as pronounced as his depression, but when Danny worries, he worries hard and can even get extremely paranoid. It even starts getting so bad that Danny himself starts questioning if he’s hallucinating in The Fenton Menace, because his constant worrying and paranoia fit that explanation. (And that’s the last time I’m referencing that episode in here. Bleh.)

There’s another disorder that’s classified as a type of anxiety, though, and I don’t think there’s any point in arguing that Danny has that.

Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD)

This one’s far less about Danny showing symptoms (though there’s that, too), and more about the fact that no child who goes through the stuff he does would not have PTSD.

The symptoms of PTSD overlap a lot with depression and other anxiety disorders. Things like guilt, negative thoughts, feeling on edge, constantly looking out for danger, and struggling to feel happy or even to trust others are a few symptoms that can overlap with depression and anxiety. The difference is that, with PTSD, these things are triggered by a specific, traumatic event. And that’s where most of my focus is.

Danny’s been shot at by his own parents, hunted, tortured, brainwashed, threatened with experiments and even actually been experimented on (counting the cloning experiments), almost died several times, listened to his parents talk about wanting to dissect him, watched loved ones die (even if they ended up being alright), and that’s not even mentioning some of the other stuff Vlad puts him through or the fact that he was ruthlessly bullied long before any of this happened.

For me, it’s less a matter of if Danny was negatively impacted by all of this and more a matter of how in the world could he not be?

As previously mentioned, a lot of his anxiety and depression is the result of his ghost fighting. He’s paranoid about danger showing up at any time. He’s always trying to stay alert. He barely sleeps or eats. He blames himself when things go wrong. He doesn’t even trust his parents anymore, eventually believing that, if they found out he was half ghost, they’d dissect him without hesitation.

Heck, even the accident that gave him his ghost powers seems to have had a huge effect on him. He’s questioning his own humanity, he’s understandably afraid around a lot of his parents’ technology, he’s paranoid about being found out and not being accepted.

Personally, though,  I feel the show should’ve shown more effects. There’s no way he doesn’t have a fear of mental health specialists after what happened with Spectra. Is there anyone who thinks he wouldn’t have nightmares about things that happened in The Ultimate Enemy, Kindred Spirits, and D-Stabilized? How much does he remember from Control Freaks, and how often does he think about it? How much more does he let himself get hurt because he’s terrified of turning into Dan?

In a better show, this stuff would’ve been explored more thoroughly, but as it is, I don’t think there’s any denying that this kid’s been traumatized. Hopefully Jazz can get her psychology degree quickly, because she’s probably the only psychologist Danny would trust, and he needs to talk to one.

And I think that covers things well enough. I did also mention that I think the Fentons all show symptoms of ADHD, but that’s another can of worms entirely. Besides, this post is long enough as it is. I’m pretty sure I’ve been working on this for over two hours straight. I’ll just leave things here for now, and maybe I’ll touch on the ADHD in the future (if people are interested).

Thank you for your patience, everyone! And now I can move on to other things that people may or may not have been waiting for since this blog began.

The fight (part 1) // SHAWN MENDES

Overview: Shawn an Y/n have a massive fight resulting in Shawn leaving when he’s about to go on tour the next day.

Authors note: so excited for this *screams internally*

Requested: yesss

I slammed the front door shut, making Shawn know I had arrived home. I chuck my bag on the couch, storming into the dinning room where I find him with his laptop, papers messily arranged on the glass table.

“You think I wouldn’t find out,” I seethe, my hands angrily twitching at my sides.

“Hello to you too,” Shawn snaps, not looking up from what ever was on his screen.

“Do you even care?” I ask, walking closer to him, now with my arms folded across my chest.

“Care about what?” Shawn murmurs, eyes still locked onto the computer screen.

I let out an angry huff, turning away from him completely and walking out the room.

“Y/n?” I hear his voice call but I continue, walking into our shared bedroom, the bed that he hasn’t slept in for around 5 nights. He hadn’t bothered coming home as he had spent so much time at the studio recently, he thought he might as well sleep there.

I roll my eyes at the thought. It felt like we weren’t even properly together. We hadn’t talked, hadn’t seen each other for way too long for it to be healthy for our relationship and then for me to find out he was going on tour tomorrow from one of my friends, it made my blood boil. 

I shrug my jacket off my shoulders and hang it on the coat rack in the corner of the room before moving in front of the dresser to take my earrings off in the mirror.

I place them in a box, returning my gaze to the mirror, Shawn’s figure reflecting in the mirror of him standing by the door frame.

“Yes?” I ask, my tone clipped.

“What do you mean I don’t care?” He asks, folding his arms across his chest like I did previously.

“I know, Shawn,” I say, glaring daggers at him. 

“About what?” He asks, chucking his hands up, desperation creeping into his voice.

“About tour. Tour that starts tomorrow,” I say, my voice breaking at the end as I feel the weird sensation of tears filling my eyes.

“Oh… that,” Shawn mutters, turning away from my gaze. “I was going to tell you,’

“Really? Were you?” I ask, feigning hope.

“Of course,” He says walking over and sitting on the bed.

“Thats so sweet of you to tell me that you were leaving for 3 months just as you were walking out the door,” my tone is sickly sweet as I shoot him a fake smile.

He groans, flopping back on the bed.

“Do you know who I heard it from?” I screech, anger fueling my fire.

“Who?” he says, almost as if he was bored with the subject.

“Andrew. He goes ‘are you excited for Shawn’s European leg of tour’?” I give him another look of fury. “’Of course’ I go ‘when is it?’ Then I receive the look of pity when he says tomorrow. TOMORROW SHAWN!” 

He winces at how loud my voice is in the quiet apartment.

“I can’t help it if tour takes me away from you. You knew what you were getting into when you first started dating me,” He tries to reason.

“Of course I knew what I was getting into Shawn, what I didn’t know is that you wouldn’t tell me about when you were leaving, if you were actually coming home for dinner some nights or if you were actually still in the same country as me!”

A tear slips down my face and I wipe it away angrily, hating to show weakness when he didn’t even seem the least bit affected.

“I get that you have to tour, I understand, but god Shawn seriously, not even a text saying hey I’m staying at the studio tonight- not coming home for dinner, don’t bother cooking me anything otherwise it will just be wasted and I’ll have to chuck it away,” My point seems to change, now attacking his lack of contact with me.

“I was busy,”

“You’re always busy!” I sob, my voice rugged as I try to get the air flowing into my lungs which feel like they’re being constricted. “I go to sleep at night wondering if I’ll wake up and you’ll be there. Surprise, surprise, You’re not,” I laugh, the sound harsh against my ears.

“I can’t do this right now, I have to get ready for tour,” Shawn mumbles, never once meeting my bloodshot eyes, walking straight out the room

“Well hey, thanks for at least telling me that this time!” I yell out to him, exuding fake happiness. 

“You’re welcome!” Is shouted at me, the slam of the front door being the goodbye. For how long, I didn’t know.

People take dog fighting very seriously and are very verbal against it

Yet cockfighting never gets any attention and is largely still legal and I’m sick of looking up roosters just to stumble upon a forum where people are openly talking about breeding birds to fight and all the gruesome results that come with it

Care about chickens people please

Another Theory (plus partial theory in tags)

I want to imagine that, as Damien is picking up his cane, as he hesitates there, he’s thinking of you. His loyal District Attorney. His friend.

Your life together flashes past him as he comes to grips with the fact that he is going to leave you alone with Mark’s broken shell as he takes over your body. That he will kill more than one friend today if he does this.

Then he looks into the mirror. It doesn’t matter. Everything was taken from him. Even you. And if it stays that way, he knows he can feed off of all his losses. He also knows he won’t have to play by any rules.

And so he makes the jump. Refer to my previous theory (that Damien popping his neck is how he manages to kick you out and take full control), and bam. You’re in the mirror, or whatever horrific world he was bound to.

And he looks at you again. He is no longer… Himself.


I wanted to have a quick sit down and evaluation of this panel…. and how Judar seems at this point in time.  At first it surprised me:

Like how did he go from this…. 

to how he is in canon now?  Suddenly satisfied with his life?  Doesn’t it seem kinda extreme?  Did the timeskip really mellow him out that much?

Alright I’ll be the first to admit the timeskip really did rub me the wrong way in many aspects and threw out a lot of potential character development to try and wrap up the series real fast in this one final arc…. But let’s just pretend that isn’t a thing at the moment for the sake of this argument.

Apparently Judar attempted another war through Nirva in Reim when he couldn’t find Hakuryuu so it goes to show this development wasn’t too sudden… plus undoubtedly the finding of his village and… parents… ((though I’m still confused about what that means considering we’ve seen them die in Solomon’s wisdom)) probably gave him a bit more perspective but was it really enough to change him that much?

So here… after many thoughts… is why I think Judar became content with his life and purpose, even being able to conquer his anger.

We’ve obviously seen who he would have chosen as his King’s Candidate if he’d been given the freedom and choice other magi had and it’s not really that much of a surprise if you remember Balbadd and have read some SNB to see they share history together.

Judar was mad ever since then that his life was taken away from him and controlled by Arba…. he pictured himself living differently like the others had and was jealous he couldn’t have helped build Sindria and be happy.  He wanted that so badly, feeling like his own chaotic desires weren’t even his own will in the first place but a result of falling and being under Gyokuen’s influence.

((This is why I’m so adamant on making people understand that Judar isn’t naturally evil or chaotic, sure he would have been problematic but he’s still got good in him, the fact that he wanted this speaks a lot for his character.))

Moving on, this was the dream he was upset about having… this was why he was so angry, because he wasn’t given the freedom to chose this… to choose Sinbad and Sindria.  With that in mind, look at the modern magi universe.

Now Judar sees what would have happened if he’d blindly followed Sinbad: he sees the results that they’re all living in.  He’s taken control of the rukh, even magi like Titus and Yunan are bent to his will and are all for this self-sacrificing ploy Sinbad’s inflicted on them…. He would have turned out exactly like them if he’d followed the destiny he was so jealous about.

In short: he would have been manipulated either way.  

Now that he sees this, he’s not nearly as upset and jealous anymore.  He realizes he’s had an alright time with his life… he’s had fun and met a worthy King’s Vessel, even having the chance to take his revenge on Gyokuen and wage the war he wanted for the fun of it.  

Reading this chapter doesn’t make too much sense if you don’t take into account that the destiny Judar thought he wanted would just be rolling over to Sinbad like the rest of the world.  

If he hadn’t been taken and forced to fall… he never would have conquered his own fate and been free to make his own choices.  Now he can chose when and what to fight for himself.  Because of his suffering and hardships, he’s here now with the ability to chose…

And that’s why he’s satisfied with his life.

BTS Reaction to You Being a Yandere

GENRE: fluff, lil angst

WARNINGS: jealousy

A/N: i don’t know like anything about being a yandere, so thank you so much for being helpful and explaining! this is kind of short, but mostly due to my lack of knowledge on the subject. also these aren’t very intense, i apologize if that is what you wanted. none the less, i hope you enjoy! happy holidays everyone!!



@hinedereslenderversetrash said: Hiya! Okie, this is awkward and I don’t know if you are currently taking requests, but could you maybe do the guys’ reaction to having a yandere girlfriend? Just since there’s almost 0 yandere!reader fics out there and it’s killing me.





— Jin would absolutely adore how jealous you got whenever you watched clips taken during fan signs. Often he found find himself explaining to you that he single handedly loved you, and nobody could change his mind. Jin would be understanding, being that he also found himself acting similar to you whenever you hung around your friends that he felt as if flirted with you. Overall, the fact would not harm your relationship in any way being that you both promised to remain loyal to one another. It might just add some steamy moments.

“I love you, baby.”




— Yoongi would definitely love it! Being that he strongly dislikes whenever you are around others that he thinks might be interested in you, he would love how you shared the same feelings. Despite having much in common on the jealousy scale and the intensity, many fights would be caused by the factors that both of you being in the public eye. In the end, everything would work out being that nothing could make a crack in your relationship, not even the hardcore fans who attempted to ruin it with being a little too touchy.

“Yoongi! I—“ “I told her to stop, babe; it’s fine.”




— Hobi would definitely be one of the more sensitive members in regards to the subject. He adored that you got jealous, but whenever you snapped at someone who got too close, Hobi would be a little worried for the both of you. He loved you with all of his heart obviously, so to see you so envious of someone who simply accidentally bumped into him would be alarming. He would only realize he acted similar when someone did the same to you.

“Hey, I guess we’re not too different!”




— He would LOVE you so much more once he discovered how jealous you got. Namjoon would take the opportunity to make you a little pissed every chance he could, but never taking it far enough to you attempting to harm the other person involved. Namjoon would also use the moments against you, teasing you for being so possessive and addicted. Namjoon would also mention your jealousy during your more intimate moments as a way to remind you that he was yours. He would definitely believe you were attractive while angry.

“Baby, remember? What are you going to do about it?”




— Also one of the more sensitive members, Jimin would be a little worried about you whenever you were not around, being that you could almost effortlessly locate something to see what he was up to. Your jealousy steamed off of a past lover who was not completely loyal to you whenever you gave them your entire heart, so Jimin understood you were simply being good natured. Jimin would accept you and the factor without hesitating, understanding that no matter what he loved only you, and no one or thing could change that.

“Baby~ don’t be mad at me please.”




— Taehyung would be the member to find any opportunity to tease you about the trait, which resulted in many fights and you to overall not trust him much. Once Taehyung realized how serious you were and scared that someone else could possibly take him due to his fame, he stopped the teasing and assured you constantly that no one could impact his love for you. Taehyung would probably be the most supportive after realizing his words did have an effect on you, and definitely not in a good way.

“Okay baby, I am sorry, but trust me nothing will happen.”




— The two of you in a relationship with one another would definitely cause a couple issues but overall nothing too serious. Jungkook, also being someone who finds themselves acting more possessive than most, would not give you a second thought whenever you acted slightly jealous. He would be loving to you no matter how you felt, and ensuring that no one would ever lay a hand on his baby similarly to how you assured in regards to him. Your relationship would be so cute though, constantly being jealous but always resulting in cuddles.

“No, they’re just a fan; I promise.”


High School AU Ideas #6

-When Bruce and Joker become somewhat friends they start to bring a bunch of junk food and sit at this really old playground where Bruce used to go to as a kid.

-Joker is sort of underweight and Bruce notices how he doesn’t eat very well. Bruce starts bringing good food that Alfred made to him. Imagine two high school boys having a weird picnic together. 

-Joker doesn’t mess with Bruce anymore once they start talking and everyone starts noticing the two whispering things to each other between and after classes, writing and doodling on each others papers, and sneaking off when there are assemblies. No one outright says anything. 

-Bruce’s following starts to disperse when they realize Bruce’s new closeness to Joker and the strange thing to most people is that Bruce seems a lot happier this way.  

-Bruce doesn’t completely lighten up and still is a quiet person around most but, when he’s with Joker, the two both become really loud and open and excited.

-Joker is still obsessed with Batman but his mind begins to be more on Bruce. It comes as a big shock.

-Joker realizes he’ll be gone soon due to Bruce being a senior and Joker a junior and he starts to worry about Bruce forgetting about him. In his distress, Joker tries to cause a lot of trouble again. Bruce and Joker have a huge fight about this.

-Their fight resulted in Bruce comforting his friend and the two having their first kiss. It isn’t passionate or very long. It’s quick and as awkward as anyone could imagine a very inexperienced kiss would be. 

-Bruce and Joker don’t become an openly affectionate couple at all after this. The two try to avoid conversation about it because they are so emotionally confused about themselves. They don’t know how to even handle the thought of being together in that way. At least not yet. 

(Feel free to submit your own headcanons about this AU :3)

{#1 (Part 1), #1 (Part 2), #2, #3, #4, #5, #6}

Gaming Buddies ¦ Jungkook x Reader (Part 2)

*(Y/N/N) - Your unisex nickname

(Y/F/S) - Your favourite song

Online gaming is all fun and games until your group of online friends ask you; hey, should we meet up?

parings; jungkook x reader, namjin, yoonmin, taeseok

fandom; bts

genre; humor

Part 1 ¦ Part 2

FRIEND REQUESTS RECEIVED FROM: GucciBoi, AgustD, BusanBoi95, CookingMaMa.


Well, of course you accepted it. They quickly became the group of internet friends that you would always play with. There were a couple of additions to the group as well such as DANCEMONSTA who was Namjoon and Hobiii who was Hoseok. You guys would swap out as it was normally first come, first serve.

The only person that you weren’t as close with was Jungkook. You constantly got into fights with each other about who was the best Widowmaker which resulted in multiple 1v1’s which were always quite tied. Despite this, you both refused to believe that the other was the better player.

Another thing was that, you didn’t know anything about them other than their names. This wasn’t really needed, when your playing a video games.

You guys constantly use Discord to communicate. This meant you didn’t know what they looked like, what they did or where they lived as you both spoke a mixture of English and Korean. Despite this, you became close to Taehyung, Hoseok and Jimin because of your personality. 

Another thing Jungkook still thought you were a boy. Ever since Jungkook called out that you were using a voice changer, he never really thought any different. When you say you might be a girl, he thinks you are just trying to trigger him. But that wasn’t the case.


You make your way to your bedroom to see your simple room which included: a bed, posters, a tv, and your gaming computer. You turn your computer on which automatically brought up your Spotify account and your Discord.

You start to shuffle your badass playlist. You hear (Y/F/S) which causes you to start jamming. Your head starts bobbing up and down whilst moving your body around to the beat on your small gaming chair. You swear you were trying to stay on it.

When Discord finally loads in, it pops up. You see a group of messages in the ‘GAMING BUDDIES ★’ group server;

‘is anyone coming on today?’ ➝ GucciBoi

‘sure’ ➝ BusanBoi95

'whatever'➝  AgustD

'can’t, have a date.'➝ Windowmaker

Date? Since when can that nerd get a date?’ You thought to yourself, you were somehow overcome with jealousy you find yourself typing a fast response without thinking.

'you, date? sure, sure’
'and i would love too’ You swiftly type each answer, wanting to rile up Jungkook.

'yes it’s a date'➝  Windowmaker

'no it isn’t, we live together’ ➝ AgustD

im just busy, k?’ ➝ ’Windowmaker

'i knew it’ ➝ EDGELORD

'well, you couldnt get a date even if you tried'➝  Windowmaker

'um, excuse you? im hot af. you have no idea’  ➝ EDGELORD

'well, neither do you’ ’➝ Windowmaker

'your personality just tells me’ ➝ EDGELORD

'same here for you’ ➝ ’Windowmaker

guysssssss, stop flirting. can we just play?’ ➝ Gucciboi

'Flirting?’ again, thinking to yourself whilst grabbing the nearest pillow from your bed to rest your head against.
You click on Overwatch to see an invite from Taehyung.

'we are both guys, tae
'and im not really into them’
idk about (Y/N/N)’ ’➝ Windowmaker

You receive a discord call from GucciBoi, you rush to click on it to say;
“I’m into guys”

There was a pause until, you hear two quiet same’s. You could see that only Taehyung and Yoongi were in the call.

Windowmaker/ Hobiii/ BusanBoi95 have accepted the call.

“What were you guys talking about? (Y/N/N), you should of realised I wasn’t there to make a comeback ” Jungkook’s obnoxiously smooth voice calls out.

“I wasn’t making a comeback-” You reply, getting cut-off by a excited welcoming.

“Hey (Y/N/N)” Hoseok screams, causing the whole group to move the headphones away from their ears.
After you finish laughing at his excitement, you start to gush;

“Ahhh my Hobiiiii. I’ve missed you, my love. Still love you.” You were gushing being able to talk to one of your best friends after a couple of days of silence from both parties.

“Of course you do” He was always quite smug when you proclaimed your love.

“Hey, what about me?” Jimin and Taehyung both chimed in, they sounded whiny with one being husky and the other quite high but soft.

“Awww, I love you both too, my best friends” You smile, they generally were your best friends you would tell them everything.

“Ew. Guys, I really don’t care, let’s just start playing” Jungkook growls, his voice holding a bit of jealously within it.

There was another pause.

“I forgot…love you too Yoongi” You add, smirking as you hear a group of laughter.

“(Y/N/N), I swear to god-”

“Jungkook fuck off, lets play.”

You look to see your team of Gaming Buddies finding a match. 


“How come internet friends don’t normally meet up?” Taehyung suddenly blurts out during the middle of their 5th competitive match. You were on a winning streak for the past 5 games.

Taehyung’s question causes you to start stuttering as you become more and more nervous.

“Ehhh” You stutter, trying to stall.

“(Y/N/N). We’ve all known you for like 2 years now and I know the guys won’t say anything but we really want to meet you-”

You grab ahold of your nearest drink and start to down it in attempt of distracting yourself from the conversation.

“So…hey, should we meet up?”

Come Through

Originally posted by agentstarlight

For five years you stuck around Young Woo. You were by his side supporting him with everything he wanted to do. You were in love with him, so deeply in love. You would like to say he was too but there were doubts. 

You knew for a fact you would do anything for him. But would he do anything for you? You often thought about that.

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The Perks of Being Alive

Genre: fluff
Word Count
: 1347
: Baz comes home after a day at university and snuggles up with Simon on the sofa. They talk.

Falling in love with Simon Snow was like being burned alive. It was bruised knuckles, blue eyes, and sleepless nights. It was bad dreams, desperate wishes, and hopeless tears. It was drowning, and breathing, and being alive. It was dying, and feeling, and hurting. It was a stream of sun on a pitch black sky. It was a hand, grabbing my ankle, pulling me down. Falling in love with Simon Snow was a

million things, half of them a tragedy, the other half a miracle.

But all that is nothing compared to being in a relationship with Simon Snow. I feel like I’ll wake up any moment to realize that all of this was nothing more than a dream. The whole last year. (Maybe I’m still in that coffin. Maybe I’m dreaming this up just to stay alive.)
But every time I hold his hand, or he looks at me a certain way, or smiles at me, I think it’s all real. And it’s like I’m floating, all the time, at least a feet above the ground. Like that scene in Mary Poppins where Jane and Michael visit that man that flies when he’s laughing, the more the higher. (Shut up. Mordelia made me watch it.) He comes down to the bottom when you tell him something sad, but I feel like I’m always just flying further and further.

To put it a not so sappy way, it feels like I’m high. On love. (I tried.)
I’m so ridiculously in love with him, it hurts sometimes. And knowing that I get to go home to Simon every day makes life a lot more magical. (And that says something, coming from a magician.)

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The Other Side Of The Door

Simon and Baz get into a fight. It is short lived. They definitely make up. (Also there’s kissing.) (I’m bad at summaries.)

Oh, there’s a lot of cursing in this. Not magical cursing. Swear word cursing.

Also, this one is a bit longer! (1011 words)

It is also on  ao3

Simon doesn’t miss his magic all the time. In fact, most of the time he feels free of a burden more so than anything else. But then he wants to go outside - to get some Aero Bars, or walk to the park down the street, or just get some fucking fresh air for a change - and realizes he can’t because Penny isn’t home and Baz is off at University and won’t be back for another week and he can’t go outside without one of them spelling his wings and tail.

Of course he couldn’t think to spell them away permanently himself before he went and gave all his magic up to save the world. He was too busy - you know - saving the fucking world.

So Simon is stuck in his (and Penelope’s) flat, alone, with no chocolate. He’s too busy sulking to hear the door open and his boyfriend walk in, just in time to hear him curse, “Crowley, I am so fucking useless.”

He startles when a voice replies from the doorway, “Snow, you’re a lot of things, but useless is not one of them.”

Normally it would be easy for Simon to listen to Baz, let the words calm him and take him back down to a normal level. But he’s been stuck in this house for two days driving himself mad not being able to do anything. Feeling trapped and, yeah, useless.

Simon is too stuck in his own misery to do anything but fight back. Hard. He jumps to his feet and turns to face the boy still standing in the doorway. He feels the heat rising in his body, knows his cheeks and ears are covered in red. He’s seen the same on Baz’s face enough times to know this must be what it feels like.

“And what would you know about it, Basilton? Do you even know what this feels like? Being completely trapped somewhere, unable to leave, completely stuck in your own head, going fucking stir-crazy-out-of-your-fucking-mind? I’m fucking useless. I can’t do anything on my own. I need you or Penny to even walk through that door.” Simon can see his words hit Baz; a clear punch to the gut.

“Do you even hear yourself, Snow?” Baz spits back, venom lacing his words. The red from Simon’s face is now mirrored his boyfriend’s. “You’re so fucking selfish. Do you even think before you come up with this shit?”

Instead of waiting for an answer, Baz turns to leave, slamming the door behind him.

Simon sits back down on the couch, still fuming, then realizes he’s too worked up to just sit there. He starts pacing around the flat; he gets a glass of water in the kitchen to help cool himself off, then makes his way into the bathroom to splash some cold water on his face - because the glass he drank was definitely not enough, then goes into his bedroom.

The dresser next to his bed is full of Baz’s clothes, so he avoids opening it. Actually, Baz’s clothes are scattered through all of his drawers…and his closet…so he’s probably better off avoiding changing his clothes altogether. Instead he lays down on Baz’s side of the bed, curls himself into a ball, and tries to force down the angry tears threatening to spill over.

Simon must fall asleep at some point because the next time he opens his eyes, the room seems reasonably darker. Suddenly it hits him. Shit. Numpties.

He doesn’t even think twice, just runs out the front door of the flat and trips over something in the hallway.

“Ouch, Snow. Don’t you look where you’re going?” Baz is sitting against the wall next to the door, looking at Simon, who is now sprawled out on the floor. There’s not a trace of a smile anywhere on Baz’s face which worries him. Normally he would find some humor in Simon tripping over things. Simon really fucked up.

“Baz? I didn’t think- I was just- I-”

Baz stands up as Simon continues to fumble for words. “Let’s just go back inside before someone sees you.”

Simon reaches across his shoulder as if to remind himself of what started this in the first place. He hadn’t even thought twice about it when he was fighting with Baz. He follows his boyfriend back in and leans against the back of the couch.

They both speak at the same time
“I’m sorry-”
“I’m sorry-”

Before Baz can continue, Simon cuts in, “You have nothing to be sorry for. I was an asshole. I wasn’t even thinking when I said that. I had no right. I’m so sorry.” He’s having a harder time holding back his tears now. The number of emotions he has dealt with in the past two hours is overwhelming his system.

“It’s okay, Simon.” Baz walks over and puts a hand on his shoulder. Simon lets his head drop, but Baz lifts it back up with a finger until their gazes meet. “And I do have something to be sorry for.”

“You don’t, I-”

“Shh.” Baz puts a finger over Simon’s lips. “You are not selfish. You are the most unselfish person I know. You gave up all of your magic to save the world. I never should have said that and I’m sorry I did.”

“I’m such an ass,” Simon whispers.

A few tears slip past Simon’s defenses. Baz wipes them away immediately and pulls Simon’s lips to his. Simon melts into it, letting everything he is feeling seep out of him, letting Baz take it all away. The kiss is slow and deep and full of forgiveness.

Eventually Simon pulls away, remembering something.

“Wait, you’re here. Why are you here?”

“I knew Penelope was gone and I figured you’d be going stir crazy, so I made the trip. I guess I took too long.”

“You stayed.”

“You came outside.”

“I wasn’t thinking about myself. I was thinking about you. How I needed to see you. I didn’t care who saw me.”

Baz leans in to kiss him again.

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  • “did you even miss me?” / part two
    - the band is on break but luke doesn’t seem to want to spend time with you

  • mad for you, bad for you / part two
    - you relapse while luke is away and now that he’s back, you find it hard to get your fix and hide it [tw: drug use]

  • unwanted company / part two
    - you and luke get into a fight and you leave but return to find out he’s already moved on 

  • punishment / part two
    - you cheat on luke on a drunken night out and decide frostbite is the only way to punish yourself 

  • college blues / part two / part three 
    - you’re moving away to your college dorm and luke decides he doesn’t want a long distance relationship anymore

  • absolutely nothing / part two / part three 
    - you call luke after a break up and someone else answers 

  • go to her / part two 
    (inspired by the aria x ezra x nicole scene in pretty little liars) luke’s ex calls him and you answer and delete the call after so he doesn’t know but something happens to her and he blames you


  • “i know how the story goes..” / part two / part three
    - michael is still friends with his ex-girlfriend who thinks he’s still in love with her and will do anything to break the two of you up 

  • dirty little secret / part two / part three
    - michael is hell bent on keeping your relationship a secret from not only the fans but the boys and your best friend as well and you start to question the reason 

  • destroyed / part two / part three
    - you accidentally destroy something important to michael and he’s not very happy about it 

  • too much / part two
    - you overhear michael complaining about how clingy you are and you try to change 

  • silent treatment / part two
    - you and michael fight and he gives you the silent treatment 

  • give me a reason
    - you don’t understand why michael won’t take you to meet his parents 

  • new year’s kiss / part two / part three
    - you can’t wait to kiss michael at midnight on new year’s eve but a fight between the two of you before new year’s eve changes that 

  • faking it / part two 
    - both you and michael agree to break up with each other because you think that’s what the other person wants 

  • priorities / part two
    - michael has to leave yet again and you stupidly make him choose between you and the band









Cracks~ Pete Dunne Imagin

Originally posted by wwewildestimagines

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Toughest part about letting someone else have your heart, is that it’s theirs. They will always have a piece of it. A piece of it that they will always keep. You can never have it back. 

You haven’t felt like yourself in months. 

He was taken away from you felt like everything crashed, every moment you spend together and ever memory you made haunted you at night. Keeping you awake. It was so hard to even look at him anymore, the smile. The smile was no longer for you. He no longer looked at you as he entered a room with Trent and Tyler by his side. His voice made your heart rip in two as you heard it. 

Was everything worth it anymore? 

Pete had been in your first love, first kiss and first man you were intimate with. He would be the first thing you would thought of when you wake up and the last person you thought of before going to sleep. It didn’t feel like he took a piece of your heart, felt like it you didn’t even have a heart anymore. 

When you started to date Pete it felt like an adventure and you never stopped smiling, his every tough made your skin on fire. 

You had met him through Jim Smallman during a Progress show, you were just debuting when you caught Pete’s attention. From the way you jumped off the top rope, the way you were careless in the ring. The way you would smirk and especially the way you made your opponent scream with your submission. He talked you after the show, at first he was surprise you shut him down and then as he got to know you better, everything hanged. He’d flash you that perfect smile whenever he catch you looking at him. He made way to make a home in your heart. 

You fell in love with him, with everything about him where no other man matter besides him. You wanted to be with him all the time. But everything crumbled. He was suppose to be your one and only. 

She stepped back into his life. You were no longer important. You no longer mattered. She did. He would see you less and less. It felt like there was no relationship going on anymore. You grew apart and it was the end of you two. She was his full attention. He would always talk about her, and she her. She’d be in the crowd watching his matches. No matter how hard you try, even Trent and Tyler tried to help and get him back. 

You wish to go back in time.

To the time where you would sit outside and look up in the sky holding his hand in silence. To when you would help him along with making a design for one of his shirts. To where you two would sneak off to a room to share heated kisses and fuck. To where you two worked out together and trained together. To where every night he held you in his arm telling you how much you meant to him. 

Now, you weren’t even anything to him. You were alone, Trent and Tyler no longer talked to you. You had fought hard to get him back but it had became clear that he stopped caring. Your relationship with him died.

You needed him. You used to constantly check on him making sure he was faithful. It wasn’t your fault that you felt insecure, you never had a boyfriend before in your life. You’d make so many mistakes, fight with him and you shouldn’t have. You wished you were more supportive girlfriend from the start, he would go the states and back. It was like that for a while. It was hard to be away from him. You said some things that you shouldn’t of, things that made him tick.

Then she came along and the trust began to vanish, you could not be okay with him being around her. He came back with her scent on him. He seemed much happier than he was with you. He started to pull away. 

When you confronted him about her, it resulted into a huge fight, everything came out. All the horrible things you thought of one another. All the things that been changing about him. All the things you wanted from him but he could not give to you.  Things that you never had meant and could hope for. 

You both were stubborn and both were passionate about the things you loved. Both of you needed one another, both of you knew it would be difficult without the other in each other lives. You shouted, screamed and cried for him until there was nothing left. 

“ We can’t be together…” 

Pete had left with the slam of the door and when you moved out of his apartment the following week, he didn’t stop you. Never called you again. Never texted you. Not even bother to look at you at work.

He was gone out of your life. You felt depressed for week spending the time crying yourself to sleep and barely moving. Only driving to cities if needed, showing up for your matches and traveling. You had to pretend that you were okay. 

Your feelings changed over the months, feeling anger towards him. For not asking how you were doing or talking to you after all of it. Anger at yourself for how much you still cared about him. Anger at him that he chose her so quickly over you. Anger at yourself that you lost yourself in all of this. 

The anger disappeared to just a hallow, empty feeling. You weren’t feeling a thing anymore. As you stared at him as he talked to Trent and Tyler over at the merch table, you began to feel a stabbing sort of pain in your chest all over again.

It’s been months, and still glancing over at him felt like your insides were twisting inside, you hated it. You decided you weren’t going to be one of those grills that you would mop over some guy, even if you loved him. 

Sipping your tea, the warm seeping through your fingers from the plastic cup. You turned going to your merch table, next to Eddie Dennis and Mark Andrews. 

You finally were getting back to yourself. You had an upcoming match with Toni Storm for the title, it’s been months since you dreamed of this match. All the hard work you have bee doing was finally pulling off. 

Of course Pete was excited to watch this match. He was so proud of how long you come and now you were getting your chance. 

You had no idea on how much Pete wanted to talk to you. He notices every time your in the room, he’s terrified hearing your voice. It was one of his favorite things about you. You would glance at him from time to time as you folded the shirts on the table. His hair was underneath a black cap, he was wearing a hoodie and shorts. He was more handsome than he was before. 

His eyes shifted to her, the woman he was with now. She was pretty and was nothing like you. Her hair was in a pony tail, wearing a dress. They had chemistry, she was his first love. That what was different between you and her. 

You felt yourself look away hearing her call his name, feeling your stomach turn. Your gaze focused on taking out pictures of you to autograph for the fans putting them on the table. It was a picture of you in black in white with a smirk on your face standing against the wall with your foot propped in the back. Today was the night things were going to change, the match between you and Toni for the title. Before the show was meet and greet with the fans. The room in minutes started to fill with fans and other wrestlers, people chatting with them and the fans gushing how much the wrestlers mean to them. Some came up to you, taking pictures and telling how much they loved you. 

Your eyes wonder over to Pete again, he was taking a picture with a fan doing his snarl while the girl smiled standing close to him. He took his time with them, listening to what they had to say and appreciating them. You could feel yourself getting tired and sweaty. You wondered if Pete ever notice that you kept looking at him, he would always know. He told you it made his skin crawl with goosebumps. 

Maybe he wouldn’t notice the way you look over at him. Maybe he would continue to greet fans. Maybe you should go. 

“ Stop sending him sex eyes” you heard Eddie yell to you. Your eyes got wide as you shoot him a glare. Did he just say that? Your face turns bright red as you take one of your shirts throwing at him. He laughs, mouthing a quick sorry to you taking your shirt to keep. 

But Pete’s eyes were glued on you as heard what Eddie said. As your gaze turn to look at him it felt like your stomach dropped to the ground. It felt like someone banged you over your head. His expression was unreadable, showing no emotion as his lips parted. 

Your teeth gnawed at your bottom lip, swallowing the lump in your throat as you stared right back at him,trying to look like you weren’t really looking at Pete Dunne. 

A fan brought you out of your looking at him, asking you a question. You brushed the question off that they caught you looking at the Bruiserweight. You could still feel Pete’s gaze burning at your head. 

It felt so strange, to have attention on you after all this time. You see him mostly every day. You still had the album of him and you in your phone, tucked in the very bottom of your photo stream. The necklace that he gave to you after two months of dating hung around your neck still. You hadn’t have the time or chance to get rid of it yet. It was difficult to move on from Pete, but you hated more that Trent and Tyler stopped being your friend just because you and Pete ended. 

The moment no one went up to you, you packed up and got help from one of the crew members, tossing the empty cup of tea that you drank into the trash bin, making an escape. 

You felt your heart shatter again and again. Every time you looked at him. You weren’t about to let him crumble it more. 

With one of the boxes in your hand, you moved to go backstage and to the parking lot dogging other peoples. 


The parking lot was just up ahead, brushing past other people and even a confused looking Smallman. You were almost there when you felt it, a touch on your bare shoulder. 

It felt warm, familiar. It was him. His touch still felt a burning against your skin.

“ Turn around” his voice was calm and soft. Slowly, you turned, holding the box in your hands as you faced him. His expression was still unreadable as he stared at you, gaze flickering to your eyes and to your lips then back to your eyes. 

“ What, Peter?” you asked, giving the box to the crew member that was helping as you step back a bit giving yourself space. You folded your arms across your chest, not wanting tim to know that he can make you crumble inside still. 

“ I want to talk to you” he responds, he takes his cap off running his fingers through his hair before putting it back on his head. His eyes travel around your face, his voice getting a bit louder because of noise around you two. 

“ Do yeh want t’ go for a walk?” you couldn’t help but roll your eyes, shaking your head.The first time you spoken to him in months, he asks this. You didn’t want to talk to him or be around him at the moment. 

“ No, thanks”.

He nods as he watches you, taking your wrist in his hands. “ Let’s go” He says, gesturing down to the parking lot with his head. He ignores your answer. 

“ Say what?” 

“ We’re going for a walk. Let’s go” He says, again, he tugs on your wrist but notices you weren’t moving. The way he say it, sounds like he was making a demand more than just a saying. 

“ Why?” you ask, uncrossing your arms from your chest, letting them hang to your sides. 

“ Because yeh haven’t been outside much” He said like he knows everything, his hand going back to his side as he removed his hand from your wrist, “ I want t’ talk to you”

“ Why Peter?” you ask, sighing. “ What do we possibly have to talk about. There is no need to worry over me, I don’t need it” 

“ It’s not it” 

“ Then what?

Pete open and closes his mouth but closes it, taking a step closer to you. He looks towards the ground finding it hard to say what he has to say. His jaw clenches, it was like he was fighting with his mind debating what to say to you. The words were just in the tip of his tongue. Why couldn’t he say it?

“ It’s not just that” He says and raises his head to look at you, his words making you nervous. You hated when he took his time, keeping you here and it drove you crazy. The way he kept avoiding eye contact, it scare you what he had to say. 

“ What are you doing Pete?” you sigh, getting tired of this. 

“ Am I not allowed t’ talk to yeh?” He asks, he snarls. His eyes letting you know he was annoyed by your question. You would tease him about his snarl when he used it around you, and it would change into that stupid smile you loved. 

“ Yes but I’m your ex girlfriend. Ex’s don’t talk to one another” you shrugged, but your heart felt like it was going to be ripped out of your chest from the way he was looking at you. 

“ There were things left unsaid” He said, through his teeth. His arms crossed over his chest, flexing over his shirt. He had taken his hoodie off. 

“ But you didn’t say it when were were still together” you responded, sighing again. 

It felt so weird standing here with after everything you two went through. He still had a piece of your heart, the cracks in it still there. You could deny all you want but you still loved him, you missed him terribly and you still wanted to grab him and kiss him and tell him how much you loved him. 

He rose his hand brushing your hair aside. Your breath hitched feeling his fingertips brush against your cheek. He hasn’t changed much, he was still a softie. You can see it in his eyes. He was still the same Pete that would stay up with you to play video games. 

He was still the guy that take you to the beach to watch the sunset and the waves. He was still the same guy who took you to the arcade, playing air hockey and winning you a stuff turtle.

“ Y/N…” he said softly, the way his said made your legs feel like jello, his fingers tips going to your cheek, cupping your cheek with his hand. 

Her voice brought you two out of the moment as she made her way over to you to. You took a step back from Pete as she reached him. She flashes you a smile before turning her gaze to him. Your chest felt like it was close as his head turned to look at her. 

“ Trent and Tyler need you, babe” She said. But her thumb pointed to you, “ Or do you need to talk with Y/N? I don’t want to be a bother if you two were talking about something important” she added, glancing over to you. 

“ No, we are done talking” you spoke for him.  “ I need to get ready for tonight” you said, nodding at the two before turning around and jogging away from them. 

The air made you be able to breath again, your fingers brushed over the door handle of the car. You crouched down, grabbing your head with your hands taking deep breath. You stood up, fingers fishing into the pocket to fish your keys out to unlock the door. 

On the way back to the hotel, a sigh fell from your lips as you drove. You had to take a long breather, you would be back in time for your match. This was too much for you right now. Taking off your shoes before pulling your hair up in a messy bun. You sat down on the edge of your bed, putting your head into your hands. One of your hands going to the necklace around your neck. You had a piece of him still. It seem pathetic, how much you thought about him, it was like you were hooked on him. 

Just Come Home

(A/N): Idk why I struggled with this…

Pairings: NatashaXReader

Request: Could you write an angsty fic where fem!reader x Natasha Romanoff are married but they’re marriage is on the rocks and they’re constantly fighting. Reader starts getting close to Bucky who is her shoulder to cry on during these times and Nat starts to get jealous. Nat realizes she needs to make an effort if she wants her wife back!

Warnings: None?

Tags: @sxph-t @iamwarrenspeace @bigfootsiddhartamama

Natasha had met (Y/N) during the attack on New York when they had gotten stuck in the middle of the fighting. (Y/N) helplessly took cover behind some vehicles but when some strange alien creature started to charge and attack them, Natasha wasted no time in saving them from a horrible death. Natasha couldn’t deny that the person she had just saved was quite cute but she had a mission to accomplish but after everything cleared up with the aliens, they had come up thanking her. Natasha brushed it off but simply asked if they’d have a drink with her later in the week.

After that, Natasha and (Y/N) visited frequently becoming closer to one another finding more in common with each other every time they talked. They quickly fell in love and for a whole two years, they were happily dating. Soon enough, Natasha popped the question over a romantic dinner with a beautiful ring and (Y/N) excitedly accepted it before jumping into the redhead’s arms. Not long after, they had a small, beautiful wedding with the team and a few of (Y/N)’s family members and as they both swayed slowly to their first dance, they couldn’t deny how happy they were in one another’s arms.

They were so in love, they had their honeymoon in Russia where Natasha showed (Y/N) the places she remembered as a child as they held hands, bundled up in big fluffy jackets and she took them to the best restaurants around. It was more than perfect for the both of them. 

When they had gotten back to New York, Natasha had to go back to work immediately leaving (Y/N) alone but she would always make sure to check up on them throughout the day. (Y/N) had always appreciated her little checkups but after time Natasha stopped. She stopped calling, their little dates stopped and she even stopped coming home, spending the nights at work. (Y/N) knew Natasha had a hard job but it was starting to hurt them, they just wanted her to come home at night knowing she was okay but when asked to come home, Natasha would apologize saying she had extra work that night. When Natasha did come home, instead of a loving hugss, they would always end up fighting about her being gone which resulted in harmful comments and another tear in their marriage.

Because of this, (Y/N) was becoming lonely and heartbroken which resulted in them visiting Bucky frequently. They were extremely close and Bucky was always there to hang out and give advice to them. Currently, (Y/N) was curled up on a couch next to him, tearful from a recent argument between them and Natasha. “I don’t know what to do, Bucky. It’s like we’re not even married and it seems she doesn’t even love me anymore.” They choke out through their tears and Bucky shuffles closer, wrapping an arm around them.

“I know. I’m sorry, (Y/N). I don’t know what to say, Natasha is very difficult… maybe give her some time but until then, she’s missing out on a wonderful person.” Bucky tries as he gives (Y/N) a smile and they give a sad chuckle.

“I’ve given her so much time already, I don’t know how long I can take it but thank you so much, Buck, for being here for me.” He pulls them in closer, giving them a good squeeze.

“Anything for you.” But unknown to them, a certain redhead is watching from the offices above.

Natasha admits she hasn’t been there for (Y/N) recently. It’s not like she doesn’t want to, she’s been busy with loads of paperwork and missions, besides (Y/N) can take care of themself. She doesn’t know why they are so mad at her, she’s working her butt off and all she gets is yelling and fighting. She didn’t let it affect her too much until she saw (Y/N) with Bucky after one of their usual fights. A spark of jealousy and possessiveness ignites in her body but if they wanted to spend time with him that’s fine with her.

She begins to notice how often Bucky and (Y/N) spent time with each other and she can’t help but get angry. (Y/N) was hers not his and he was not about to take them away from her. So, she comes home early to talk to them and notices them tensing up automatically at her presence but watches as they continue to clean the kitchen. “We need to talk.” She states simply as she stands with her arms crossed and (Y/N) can’t help but sigh, knowing where this might end up. “I don’t want you talking to Bucky anymore.” They freeze, anger and confusion building up inside their body.

“Why do you care?” (Y/N) spits as they set down the rag they were using to clean the counters and Natasha gives a menacing glare.

“Because you’re mine. Not Bucky’s but mine and I don’t want him to take you away.” (Y/N) can feel tears building in their eyes and their emotions finally find their way out as they look up at Natasha, pointing a finger at her.

“You can’t do that, Natasha! You’re never here and you act like I’m nonexistent and all we do is fight! I don’t want to fight anymore, I just want to feel loved and you know what? Bucky was there for me all the times we fought and he makes me feel loved, he was there all the times you made me cry. I love you so fucking much but you can’t claim me as yours if you don’t even try!” (Y/N) yells through their tears and Natasha’s heart feels like it’s being sawed in half. She never intended for them to feel this way but she was hurting them more than she knew. She had slowly broken their heart.

Natasha rubs the back of her neck subconsciously as she avoids (Y/N)’s tearful gaze and she gives a sigh. “I’m sorry, I-I didn’t know I was doing that to you. I never wanted to hurt you.” (Y/N) sniffles as they wipe away the still falling tears.

“All I wanted was you to come home and tell me about your day…” (Y/N) whispers as they choke on a sob and Natasha can’t take it anymore. She rushes over, embraces them in the tightest hug and she feels their arms wrap around her as their body shakes with every breath they take.

“I’m sorry, (Y/N). I’m so sorry. I’ll come home, I’ll come home and tell you everything. I’m so sorry. I love you, I love you, I love you.” Natasha mutters into their neck as tears of her own fall down her face. Natasha knows she screwed up but she was determined to fix everything with (Y/N) by her side.

I’m really sorry to whoever requested this… It’s honestly so awful:(

thegaypumpingthroughyourveins  asked:

Graves, Newt and a fistfight. I've been dying to read stuff about Graves resorting to dirty, muggle means of fighting, resulting in him being bloody and beaten up and disheveled and shit.

G. A fistfight

Newt found him in a No-Maj bar. Thus far, this was the highlight of Graves’ day, which had included being put on probation pending mandatory counseling and having his wand permit temporarily suspended until he was deemed fit to return to active duty. 

Up until Newt, the only good thing about Graves’ evening had been managing to find a speakeasy and spending a few hours pouring what tasted like straight acid down his throat. (He preferred the moonshine to gigglewater, not that he would ever tell Picquery this. And frankly, tonight, he wasn’t looking to giggle.)

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fo4 gang play fighting with sole

An anon requested some fluffy goodness c: here you go hunnybun

Cait: Her and sole are a little rough when they play fight, usually just trying to pin the other down to prove who is best, they always are careful to not actual hut the other as it’s just a bit of fun 

Curie: She doesn’t like to fight but if sole annoys her enough, she’ll pin them down and tickle them till they’re crying for mercy 

Codsworth: He can’t really play fight so the two just call each other silly names and act daft to make the other laugh 

Dogmeat: He bashes at sole with his paws and pounces on them wagging his tail, he loves to play fight with them, he never bites though 

Danse: Knowing he’s quite strong he’s extremely careful and always let’s sole push him around and win, he only fights back when sole tickles him because of how ticklish he is.

Deacon: Their play fighting involves a full arsenal of pillows, tacking and cuddling till the other surrenders, the others are sick of losing their pillows to the pair of them 

Hancock: PIns sole down and tickles and pinches them, he pretends to go feral on sole, mocking biting them as the playfully attacks, sole always ends up in fits of laughter 

Nick: He can’t fight properly incase he gets to much ware and tear, but the two enjoy pushing and poking at each other childishly for fun 

Maccready: The two go full dodgy ninja on each other, laughing and making exaggerated movements, they pretend to be comic book characters, and sometimes even wear silly masks   

Preston: He really get’s into it, tackling sole and blocking all their attacks, he even picks them up and throw them onto soft surfaces, like the couch or bed, he always has sole laughing with how childish he becomes 

Piper: What starts off as a play fight just results in fits of laughter and rolling about on the floor, poking at each others sides till neither of them can breath from laughter  

Strong:  NO, don’t ever try to play fight with strong 

X6-88:  He tries to be careful, but the two always end up getting carried away, bruising and injuring each other, they still find it fun though, the usual have a bit of an apologetic cuddle afterwards, still laughing 

Exercise headcanons (nobody in particular)

- Bolto isn’t very flexible but is super athletic

- kawaii chan does kickboxing and self defence classes because she likes the stress relief you get from punching something

- katelyn isn’t flexible because of an injury in her leg but is has great upper body strength

- kawaii chan and katelyn always go to the gym and make everybody else there feel bad at how amazing they are

- the edgy kids actually play basketball a lot and it’s one of there favourite things to do on the weekend, Michi and Bolto aren’t allowed to be on the same team because there unstoppable together

- Travis and Dante actually really like playing those dumb Xbox/wii games that make you exercise, they think it’s fun

- everybody has tried at least once to get Zane and lucinda to do something, they haven’t budged

- nobody actually realises that they go on ridiculously long adventures to get magic items for Lucindas potion

- aphmau is actually a beast at running, on her good days she can keep up with Bolto in his wolf form

- Aaron is very flexible, it’s kinda scary actually

- Zenix is even more disgustingly flexible and every game of twister with them is hell

- Garroth and Laurence actually go for walks every morning, sometimes Vylad joins them

- Michi and kawaii chan tend to do weight lifting exercise to help them with there jobs

- Nicole has great upper body strength but she gets exhausted really easily thanks to her asthma

- Zane lets Nicole borrow his asthma pump all the time

- lucinda is an amazing dancer and can do the splits, she often makes Zane do dancing with her when the others aren’t around

- Sasha somehow always starts explaining the human capabilities when they exercise, the others know the entirety of it off by heart now

- Bolto and Aaron often glare at each other and end up fighting about something stupid, this normally results in a dumb wager that the others have to be like “no!” Too

- kawaii chan ice skates and roller skates

- Zane and kawaii chan are actually a pretty amazing ice skating duo

- Travis and Dante often play two person soccer, sometimes the others join them

- kawaii chan has never missed leg day

- Travis is the guy that will take selfies during a workout

- Ivy is an amazing swimmer and is teaching teony how to swim

- she’s also a great surfer but is scared of the ocean after a shark incident

- Kim and Damian do squats together

- lurance and Vylad sometimes do ballet together, it either ends up very romantic or very insane

- nobody except for Garroth, Nicole and lucinda can do a hand stand

- Zenix is actually a professional at ballet but is very shy about it

- Kim can lift up everybody in the street, she may not look it but exercise and training is something she does daily