and i am in love with y hat

BTS reaction to them cheating on you but you don’t want to leave them

Anon said:  Bts reaction to them admitting to cheating on their S/O but you loving them so much that you stay with them ❤❤

- I wrote like short scenarios for each of members. So I HOPE YOU ENJOY! <3


Jungkook

“Jungkook… I-I love you so much that I don’t want to leave you. Everyone deserves a second chance.” you spoke looking at him
“What if people don’t always deserve a second chance?” he said looking to the ground, being quiet
He loves you too. But he done something he can’t forgive himself. He wants you to leave, live a better life with someone better.

Originally posted by baracindy

Jimin:

Taking a deep breath, he thinks of the words you are saying. How it is great on one side you actually would forgive him, but he hurt you. 
He’ll tell you to leave him, just go. Go away from him, he’s bad guy and doesn’t want to hurt you anymore.

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

Taehyung:

He’ll be shocked with the fact you saying you still love him and don’t want to break up.
“I- Y/N I cheated on you” he would say looking at you 
“I don’t care-”
“I don’t want you to be with someone like me” he would cut you off and silence would fill up the room 
“Go and be happy Y/N. I broke you heart. I hurt you” he would tear up 

Originally posted by jjks

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anonymous asked:

Hi!! Can you write a jealous blackhat?? Like, his wife meets his counterpart, Whitehat, and WH makes her swoon and blush and BH gets jealous and overprotective of her? And she teases him about. Please and thank you!! You can ignore this if its complicated.

JEALOUS

Black Hat xWife! Reader (Also White Hat appears…)

A/N: Kay so this isn’t my normal semi-in universe Reader insert as it includes White Hat from the AU, but it was super fun! Black Hat is pretty OOC sometimes, but once again, AU and its a reader insert so…gotta suspend your disbelief a little bit. ((I am saying this more for myself…I have to say this a lot. I am so critical of how I write the crew sometimes X)&))

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Black Hat looked at himself in the mirror with an evil grin, then he looked to you. Oh how he enjoyed having you for his own. The marriage was a good idea, more than good if he were to be honest. Together, you two would take over the world a hundred times over. He could hardly contain himself.

So he didn’t.

Black Hat came up from behind you and began kissing your neck, running his sharp teeth along your tender skin. You chuckled and half attempted to escape his affection, blushing. The soft grazing of his teeth tickled. Black Hat pulled you closer, amused at your struggles.

“Don’t try to run, my dear.” He hummed, finally releasing you. You rolled your eyes and readjusted your necklace. The necklace Black Hat stole for you when you agreed to marry him. You didn’t truly have much of a say in the matter, but even if you did, you still would have said yes.

Tonight, Black Hat was taking you with him to a party in the center of Hatsville. He enjoyed showing you off whenever the opportunity presented itself.

You didn’t know who would be at this party, so as the two of you arrived you stayed close to your husband. Flug and Demencia accompanied you as well, but 5.0.5 stayed home on Black Hat’s command. The last thing he needed was his reputation tarnished further by that goody-goody bear. No one argued with him.

The party nearly stopped when the members of Black Hat Inc walked in. You were notorious criminals, but you weren’t the only ones there. Other criminals from surrounding cities mingled in with the crowd. Black Hat and Demencia smirked, but you and Flug were rendered a bit uncomfortable by the attention.

Pretty soon Flug and Demencia were gone, the former having chased after the latter to make sure she didn’t destroy or kill anything too important. You stayed near Black Hat as he mingled with the other villains at the party, talking about business and the success of Black Hat’s products against the heroes in their cities.

You were quiet enjoying yourself, even joking along with everyone else. At one point you saw one of your friends with whom you used to rob banks and museums, now the fiancé of a villain in New York. You two took a moment to catch up, before being swept away once again by the party.

Things were going well and Black Hat also felt pleased with how the party was going. That is until…

“Black Hat?!” Came an all too enthusiastic and kind voice through the crowd. You felt your husband tense up next to you. He turned around slowly.

“White Hat…” Black Hat scowled. You turned and almost chuckled at what you saw.

The man before you looked very much like your husband, but with a much more…heroic looking color pallet. His hat, coat, pants, and tie were all a bright white, just like his teeth which shined as he smiled at the two of you. Where your husband would wear red of varying shades, this man did the same with blue. His vest was gray, but much lighter than anything Black Hat would ever wear.

“It’s so good to see you!” White Hat smiled, hugging your husband, who simply clenched up. You were surprised at how foreword this man was, no one ever approached Black Hat that way.

“I’m sure it is.” Black Hat responded, dusting himself off after such a disgusting display of affection.

“And who is this lovely creature?” White Hat asked turning his gaze to you. You blushed slightly at the compliment. Black Hat noticed.

“I am y/n.” You smiled, “I’m this grump’s wife.”

“Ah…what a beautiful name for a beautiful person.” White Hat said, taking your hand and placing a kiss there. Your blush grew darker. Black Hat rolled his eyes.

“Thank you Se-”

“White Hat! Forgive me for not introducing myself.” The tall man smiled at you.

“It is no trouble.” You replied. Looking to your more than annoyed husband.

“However, I am curious as to how you know my husband.” You smiled, watching Black Hat’s reaction, “Please tell me more.”

“Oh! Well sure!” And with that White Hat began telling you of adventures and confrontations from years before, taking every opportunity to recall some embarrassing story that made you blush and Black Hat even more flustered. He wrapped a hand possessively around your waist as his counterpart talked.

“And well a few years later, I saw this gentleman a-”

“Alright, I’ve had enough!” Black Hat exclaimed, grabbing your hand, “Come y/n, we have business to attend to before we leave. Where are Flug and Demencia?”

A crashing sound in the distance answered that question before you could. You sort of chuckled as Black Hat pulled you away from his suave counterpart, who offered his goodbyes to your turned backs.

The ride home was rather amusing with Demencia drunk, Flug trying to steady her and your husband keeping one protective arm around you at all times. Following the meeting with White Hat, he hadn’t let go of you for a moment and this pattern continued all the way to the manor.

He pushed you into your room and kissed you roughly, one might even say passionately.

“Someone’s jealous.” You mused when he finally released you.

“I am not!” Black Hat replied, “I just could stand having something so beautiful a-”

“White Hat got under your skin.” You teased, cutting off his sentence.

“Ha! Like I would ever feel threatened by that idiot!”

Black Hat turned and sat on your bed. You chuckled softly and sat next to him.

“Hmm…Too bad.” You said leaning your head on his shoulder, “I thought it was kind of…cute. Sexy even.”

For a moment Black Hat froze, then he looked down at you with malicious, lustful eyes. He kissed you once again, in the most loving way possible…

Mine. Not Yours. Mine

“Alright! We shall start the bidding at 1000 dollars!“ Black Hat said with excitement

Black Hat grinned as he looked over at the several villains standing in his office and several of them raised their hand calling out how much money they would spend.

The crew needed money, lots of it, and soon. So, Black Hat came up with the idea of having an auction to sell off several products of theirs to their clients. Of course with it being Black Hat’s idea no one could say no so preparations were immediately started.

It was 5.0.5 and Demencia’s jobs were to clean the mansion send out invitations. Flug’s job was usual, build the machines. As for Black Hat, he didn’t do anything, but that was expected from him.

Once the day finally came, Black Hat welcomed all his clients in and the auction began. Flug presented the inventions and gave a demonstration, filled with joy as all of them worked perfectly for once. But that joy was quickly washed away as Black Hat took all the credit for the inventions.

Flug sighed and walked to the back of the room while the bidding took place.

Leaning against the wall, he hummed and mindlessly watched as Black Hat sold many of his inventions to several villains.

‘Stupid Black Hat…’ He thought, ‘Couldn’t he give me just a little recognition?!’ He was glaring daggers at Black Hat through his paper bag. He was so angry that he didn’t even notice a tall gentleman stand next to him.

"You must be Dr. Flug~” A smooth voice cut him out of his thoughts.

Flug looked up to the man and nodded his head replying, “Yes that’s me.”

The man grinned wide at Flug, showing him his white pearly teeth. He held his hand out speaking happily to Flug “It’s so wonderful to meet you~!”

Flug blinked flushing softly before slowly reaching his hand out and shaking the man’s hand. “T-Thank you.” Flug stuttered out shyly.

“I’ve been fascinated with all your inventions in the catalogs for so long! I’ve been waiting for a chance to meet you, and I must say you’re a genius!”

Flug blushed darkly at the man’s words. He’s never been complimented before. Especially about his inventions. He didn’t know what to say. After a while, he finally stuttered out, “T-Thank you! T-That means so much!”

The villain nodded and hummed chuckling softly at Flug’s excitement. But could you blame him? No one has ever complimented him, especially about his work and genius.

“I was wondering,” The man spoke again, making Flug look up at him awaiting his words. “If perhaps we could have dinner or go somewhere to talk. I’m hoping you could give me a few pointers on making some inventions of my own.”

Flug couldn’t believe his ears. First, this man was complimenting him and saying how amazing his work was. And now he wanted to take him out to talk about science?! This was a dream come true.

“Y-Yes!” Flug blurted out before covering his mouth and flushing darkly. He cleared his throat and nodded his head shyly, “I-I mean, yes, that sounds wonderful.” He smiled.

The villain grinned and gently pulled a card out of his pocket and handed it to Flug. “Give me a call cutie~” The cooed before walking back over to his seat.

Flug nodded and held the number closer to his chest smiling. This was one of the best days of his life.

But, of course, he could never enjoy something as standing over him was Black Hat, who looked beyond pissed.

“Lab. Now.” Black Hat hissed out before grabbing Flug and dragging him away to the lab.  Flug trembled in Black Hat’s grasp, his hands clinging to the card with the villain’s number.

Once the two of them made it to the lab, Black Hat threw Flug to the ground and slammed the doors shut locking them.

“Who the hell were you talking to?!” Black Hat hissed.

Flug whimpered and flinched shrinking down in fear of Black Hat before stuttering out an answer, “A-A client s-sir…”

“What did he want?!”

Flug looked down at the card and bit his lip. “H-He said h-he liked the i-inventions and wanted t-to meet me…” Flug trailed off and trembled softly.

Black Hat grunted and snatched the card out of Flug’s hands. He looked at it and narrowed his eyes before ripping it to pieces. “Well your not going to talk to that buffoon.” Black Hat huffed.

Flug’s eyes widened as he watched the pieces of the card fall like snow onto the ground. His fists clenched and he felt an unknown anger rise in him. “No.” He said looked up at Black Hat.

“…What?” Black Hat spat, narrowing his eyes.

Flug gulped and stood slowly “I-I said no. Y-You can’t tell me who I can and cannot speak to.”

Black Hat scoffed and glared at Black Hat “Of course I can, I own you Flug.”

Flug clutched his fists harder and stomped his foot “No you don’t! I am my own person!”

Black Hat growled and towered over Flug. “You belong to me! And you will NOT go see that scum of a villain!”

Flug was at the end of his limit. “Why do you care so much!?”

“BECAUSE I LOVE YOU DAMMIT!”

The lab went silent. Both Flug and Black Hat flushed darkly before Black Hat swiftly turned away and walked out the door.

Flug was left speechless. He’s never heard Black Hat use the word “love” before.

He couldn’t help the smile that crept to his mouth as he picked up the pieces of the card and threw them away.
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Oh my goodness, you guys! I’m so sorry for this being really late, I was having major writer’s block and it’s all blah! Again sorry but here you are! Hope ya’ll enjoyed it!

I’ve got several requests that I’m very excited to work on! So thanks guys for the requests!

I’ve got about 5 more PaperHat type prompts
and an Undertale prompt as well! :D I’m excited! Hehe!
Anyway! Laters guys!

Aw hell who am I kidding I can’t wait til Halloween 👻🎃💀to show y'all what I picked out.
I personally woulda given this a better name cause honestly how does this outfit look like a zombie 🤔Gives me more a ghoul or phantom vibe.
Anyway, the costume’s great! Made some modifications to it like adding sharp nails to the gloves and I snipped up the sleeves & gauze rags more for a better look.
THE EYES ARE FANTASTIC IN THE DARK 🖤

Make a Move

Sami Zayn x Reader

Requested by  @native-snowflake

Prompt: What about a fluffy one where Sami Zayn teaches the reader how to ice skate?

A/N: Some Sami fluff bc why not:D I combined this with a little idea I had while writing a prompt for the made up fic title thing. Hope the gramamr isn’t too bad in this one…

Originally posted by thearchitectwwe

“See you after the show.” Sami smiled at her and kissed the top of her head. She returned the gesture and pecked his cheek before she turned on her heel to hurry to the locker rooms.

“Behave yourself.” she winked over her shoulder. Sami chuckled and turned around. His smile fell into a scowl when he saw Kevin lurking near a curtain.

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15 Years Later

Prompt: I got many anon requests for Seb, so I am going to combine them all. I got requests for #’s 3, 4, 7, 9, and 14.

3. Why does she keep avoiding me? It’s not like I did anything wrong.

4. She always pushes me away. Why is this hard?

7. C'mon you and me, right now…Let’s do it.

9. I just need some alone time with her.

14. I trust you, I don’t trust them.

Summary: You and Sebastian were high school best friends back in the day. You had very strong feelings for him back in high school, but now that you’ve gone your separate ways, things have changed. That is, until he walks in to the coffee shop 15 years later. Will your feelings back down or will they revive again after this reunion?

A/N: Hope you all enjoy this! :)


“Miranda I can’t, I got night shift. I promise next weekend we’ll go.” You rolled your eyes at your very difficult best friend.

She whined into the phone. “Ugh, fine. Have fun at your pathetic job.”

You chuckled. “Hey! It’s your job too missy.” You switched the phone to your left ear so you could finish cleaning up your kitchen.

“Yea, yea. I know. Talk to you later chica.”

“Bye.” Hanging up the phone, you finished putting away the dishes in your kitchen. You checked the time on your phone and realized that the night shift was almost starting. You ran quickly upstairs and grabbed your keys, and darted back down and out the door.

You worked in a cute little Coffee Shop on the corner of Main Street, which became very popular after the first year it opened. Miranda’s mom owned the shop and hired you on the spot. Enjoying free coffees was only one of the many perks. 

The bell dinged as you walked into the coffee shop. “Hey y/n!” You turned and smiled at Miranda’s mom. “Hey Kathy, you ready for me?” Kathy chuckled and handed you your apron. “Always.” She says with a wink. You gladly take it and walk behind the counter to start putting up fresh baked goods. “Oh, there’s something I should warn you about.” 

You looked up at her and frowned. “What’s that?” Kathy sighed and grabbed the end of the counter. “Supposedly they are shooting scenes for a Marvel movie down the road, and they are hosting like a mini party for the opening or something like that.” You smiled up at her. “Oh c’mon Kathy, you know how much I love Marvel movies. I think you should be more worried about me more than them.” 

She chuckled and tapped her fingers on the counter. “Which would be why I’m giving you a heads up so you don’t drop dead when you see that Soldier guy or whatever his name is.” You giggled and blushed. “His name is the Winter Soldier Kathy. Gosh, get it right.” She smirked and rolled her eyes. “Thanks for covering, sweetie. I gotta run.” You smiled and handed Kathy her keys. “No prob, have fun.” She waved and walked out of the door.

A couple of hours went by, and people came in and out of the shop. No Marvel people had showed up yet, and you couldn’t help but be more eager as the seconds ticked by. Handing a Bear Claw to a customer you looked at the time. 8:30 pm. You sighed and wondered if they would ever show up. 

The bell dinged and you looked up from the cash register. Walking in was none other than Chris Evans, Jeremy Renner, Elizabeth Olsen, Robert Downey Jr, Scarlett Johanson, Paul Rudd, Anthony Mackenzie, and Tom Holland. You waved to them as Chris walked over to the counter. “Hi, I’m Chris Evans. We called earlier for the Marvel party.” You stood there beaming. “Oh my gosh. Hi! Welcome! Yes, it’s such an honor having you here. I am such a huge fan!” 

Chris chuckled and flashed you a breathtaking smile. “Why thank you, darling. I don’t think I caught your name.” You blushed and smiled. “Y/N. Y/N Y/L/N.” He tipped his hat and winked. “Nice to meet you. Do you have a table set up for us?” You closed the cash register and walked around to guide him to 3 tables set up together. “Right here, Mr. Evans.” He smiled at you and sat down. “Please just call me Chris.” Anthony sat down next to him and punched his shoulder. “Or call him Capsicle. He loves that.” 

You giggled and motioned for the others to sit down. “Would it be weird if I called you guys by your character names? I’ve kinda always wanted to do that.” The gang laughed and Robert looked at you with a smile. “All depends on whose side you’re on.” You looked at him confused. “I’m sorry, what?” Chris playfully threw something at Robert. “Sorry, y/n. He means are you Team Cap or Team Iron Man? For the new movie coming out.” 

You thought for a second and then shuffled your feet. “I’m sorry to do this but, I’m gonna have to go with Team Cap.” Anthony and Chris “yessed” as they high-fived one another. “That’s the best team.” You heard someone say.

Turning around you saw a face that you thought you’d never see in a million years. Standing in the doorway was none other than your best friend and high school crush, Sebastian. Linked to his arm was a beautiful blonde. Jealously started to sting in your stomach. “Seb? Is that you?” He walked over to you and wrapped you in a tight hug. “Ya, it’s me.” You released him and grabbed his arms. “Whoa, you beefed up.” You giggled along with him. The blonde walked over to you and cleared her throat. “Hi, I’m Margarita. His girlfriend.” 

Sebastian looked at you for a quick second and then waved to Anthony. He walked right past you and didn’t even care to chat with you any longer. What was with his sudden attitude change? It was like you never existed. 

Minutes passed and you walked back to the counter without another word and grabbed a tray of pastries to bring to the table. Once you set the tray down, Seb raised his hand. “Hey y/n, mind getting me a coffee?” You glared at him and walked away. 

Seb looked at Chris confused. “Why does she keep avoiding me? It’s not like I did anything wrong!” Chris stuffed a Donut in his mouth and shrugged. “Don’t know man. You haven’t seen her in 15 years and walked in with a girl in your arms.” Seb looked at Chris with a raised eyebrow. “So?” Chris leaned forward so he could whisper. “So, you think maybe that isn’t the best way to great your best friend?” Seb sat back in his chair and sighed. “She always pushes me away. Even when we were younger. Why is it so hard this time to talk?” 

Chris chuckled. “Are you that oblivious, Sebastian? She avoids you because she likes you. Come on dude.” Seb rubbed his eyes and glanced at you. “I think I just need someone alone time with her.” Chris nodded. Sebastian got up from his chair and walked up to you at the counter. You glanced up from counting money and didn’t even bother to look at him again. “Hey.” 

Looking at him, you responded. “Oh hi stranger. I don’t believe we’ve ever met before.” He rolled his eyes. “Y/N, stop.” You shrugged your shoulders. “Why Seb? I haven’t seen you in 15 years and then you ignore me because you’re too caught up in that chick over there.” You nod in the direction of Margarita. He sighs and places his hands on the counter. “Do you wanna hang out sometime? Ya know catch up on each other’s lives.” You shrug. “Sure, but is that gonna be ok with Miss USA over there?” He chuckled at your sarcasm. “It’ll be fine. We’re not really a thing.” 

A small smile crept on your face. “Oh really Mr. Ladies Man? What are you doing here anyways?” Seb chuckled. “Are you serious? I’m here for the new movie.” You perked up. “What?! Really? What role did you get?” He blinked a few times in a ‘how dumb can you be’ kind of way. “Y/N, I’m Bucky Barnes. The Winter Soldier.” You stopped what you were doing and knocked over your coffee. “What?! You’re him–but I thought. Wait what?! You looked so different. Your hair. Your body. Bucky’s so hot.” You slapped your hand on your forehead. “I just said that out loud didn’t I?” 

Sebastian roared with laughter. “Yea, you just did. So, uh, you think Bucky’s hot?” He wiggled his eyebrows at you. You blushed and played with your fingernails. “Shut up Stan! Not anymore, after I found out who plays him.” Seb clutched his heart in a dramatic way. “That hurt.” 

You threw a paper ball at him and giggled. “What time does your shift get over?” You looked up at the clock. “In another hour or so.” Seb smiled widely. “Great. I’ll help you clean up and then we can head over to my place.”  You nodded then grabbed his arm. “Wait, what about your girlfriend?” He sighed and grabbed your hand. “She’s not my girlfriend. Well, she is but. I don’t know. I don’t wanna be with her anymore.” 

You looked at him confused. “Um are you blind? She’s gorgeous! Why the heck would you wanna break up with her?” He looked at you and kissed your hand. “Because I was just reunited with my high school sweetheart and fell madly in love.” He winked and then walked swiftly back to the table. Man, you really hope this hour goes by fast.

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A/N: I think I’m going to make this a 2-parter. I had way too much fun writing this. LIKE, REBLOG, AND LEAVE COMMENTS.

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bts as boyfriends (hoseok)

♡  eNERGETIC AF

♡ his face lights up whenever he sees you 

♡ orders take out and pretends he cooked it 

♡ gives you a resin necklace for ur first anniversary

♡ playing footsies whenever you are out with the other members

♡  LOVES PDA SO MUCH!!!

♡ “do you think i should get us matching outfits with mickey?

♡ squishing your cheeks is his thing!!

♡ sings really loud in the shower

♡ communicating with only facial expressions 

♡ late night, dim light giggles while cuddling

♡  eating instant ramen @ 3 am

♡ sucker for bucket hats 

♡ you wont want to pull from his hUG FOREVER AND EVER

♡  cheesy good morning texts!!! 

♡ “you are the risk im always willing to take.”

♡  sweetest human being 

♡  remembers every small detail about you

♡  “JUNG HOSEOK YOU ARE SO HEAVY” mornings

♡  Hogs all the blanket

♡ play with his hair and hIS BAD MOOD IS GONE 

♡  you’ll catch him staring at you every morning with the daylight on his face 

♡ “ I want to dedicate this is to my family, to the ARMYS and to my lovely sunshine, Y/N. I wouldn’t know what would I be without you. ”

Tom Hiddleston wants to tell everyone about you but you’re worried...

You’d been dating Tom for about 10 months now and you’d both done pretty well keeping your private lives, private. People had started to get a bit suspicious about Tom having a girlfriend but Tom has always denied it for your sake. You had always been very self conscious. You’d only ever lived in a small village, so you didn’t have to deal with many people; never mind being with a huge movie star. You didn’t want to deal with the public eye on you at all times.

You walked into yours and Tom’s apartment carrying shopping bags. “Babe, you in?” your voice echoed through the apartment. “Yeah, in the kitchen.” he replied almost in a whisper. You obliviously walked to the kitchen to put down the bag of food. After placing down the bag you turned to see Tom leaning on the counter with his head in his hands. “Hey, you okay? What’s up?” you began to worry. He turned to face you still leaning on the counter. His eyes were puffy and he bit his lip. “What’s wrong?” your voice becoming shaky. You caress his cheek with your hand. “I’m sorry.” he muttered. You pulled back your hand to your side. “I couldn’t take it anymore, I told them.” he said before wiping his eye. “Told who?” you asked raising your eyebrow with curiosity. “The press, I couldn’t stop myself. I told them I had a girlfriend and she’s called Y/N and I am deeply in love with her. They wouldn’t stop questioning me, I was carrying that bouquet of flowers for you because I saw them and thought you’d love them. So I cracked and told them. I’m sorry.”

 You walked over to look at the flowers Tom had gotten you. Tears began to cascade down your face. You tried to tighten your eyes to keep them from falling but there were too many of them. This is it. It’s happened. One of your worst nightmares. You heard Tom’s footsteps near towards you and then his chin rest on your shoulder. “You’re going to be fine. Okay? I promise you. I will always be here for you and we are in this together. Honestly I am so sorry but this is for the best. Keeping a secret like this isn’t worth it. I want to walk around without wearing hats and glasses so people don’t recognise us. I want to show the world what a wonderful woman you are and that it’s you that puts a smile on my face and support me. I’m in love with you Y/N and I want the world to know. So, please forgive me; I understand if you don’t want to talk to me but I’m here and I get it.” Tom sighed gently after his apology and hugged you tightly. Suddenly he felt your waist turn in his arms and he stood up to face you. Your tears stopped and the corners of your lips turned upwards. “You were right…” you began and Tom’s face focused on you. “I do love the flowers.” He laughed and picked you up kissing you with pure passion.

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Why Her?

Originally posted by stydiafamm

Requested: YES

 

Requested by anonymous: Hey, can u do an imagine where the reader is a lawyer, and she is Dylan’s girlfriend. And once in a comic con panel, a fan just started hating on her because of the fact that she isn’t famous. So dylan gets really mad. And so he defends her. And the whole cast joins in. And then he goes back home and he talks to the reader and all.This is really lame though. But yeah. I love your imagines btw.

WORDS: 501

 

WARNING: not really

 

A/N: Thank you so much, baby.

Y/N’s P.O.V.

I was currently watching the Teen Wolf Comic-Con Panel right now. I wanted to be there like the last year but I had a lot of work to do this weekend. Being a lawyer isn’t easy. But it was nice to be able to watch it all. I really like the show and the cast, we’re all friends and obviously, I was enjoying to watch Dylan answering his fans and everything.

“So Dylan, we all know you’ve been dating Y/N for almost four years. And I’d like to know why her? I mean, she’s not famous or anything. So why her?” A girl from the crowd asked.

Dylan grabbed the mic, furrowing his eyebrows. “I don’t get it why you’re asking me this. What do you mean? I can’t date her because she’s not famous? What’s the difference? She’s still an amazing and beautiful, kind-hearted girl and honestly, I am so lucky to have her in my life. I don’t care if she’s famous or not. I’m glad she’s not because she keeps me in line so I don’t do anything stupid.” Dylan said.

“Y/N is a really nice girl and we all love her, so don’t hate on her.” Holland said.

“That’s very true. I think what really matters is that my boy Dylan is happy.” Tyler said and everyone started clapping their hands and screaming.

I smiled at myself.

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I looked up when I heard the door and Dylan got int, taking off his shoes and throwing his Mets hat on the couch. He locked the door and ran his fingers through his hair, letting out a heavy sigh. I ran towards him, wrapping my arms around his waist and he smiled at me.

“Hey, love.” Dylan kissed my forehead. “How was your day?”

“Oh, just the usual, you know, filling important papers and watching my amazing boyfriend defending me in front of a lot of people.” I bit my lip and he smiled.

“Ah, I just hate when people say things like that.” He said, walking towards the kitchen and grabbing a beer from the fridge before sitting on the couch.“You’re my freaking girlfriend and I love you. I don’t care if you’re like, working on McDonald’s of if you’re in a list of the 5 most famous people of the year. And I just want people to understand and respect that.”

I sat on his lap. “You are the most amazing guy I’ve ever met and just hear you saying this stuff makes me feel so incredibly happy. But I do understand some of these people, Dyl. I mean, you’re a famous guy and you can have any girl you want.” I said.

“But I want you. Just you.” He kissed my neck and I smiled.

“And I want you.”

“Not ‘cause I’m famous, though?” He joked.

“Because you have money.” I joked and he laughed. “I love you, Dylan. Thank you for defending me.”

“I do love you more, Miss, and it was my pleasure.”

Mistletoe ~ George Weasley imagine

“Oh my god! That’s you?” You laughed, pointing at the picture.

“I remember that. My birthdays were always messy.” He chuckled.

You, Harry, and your sister, Hermione, were all invited to spend the Christmas break at the Burrow. Mrs. Weasley had pulled out a family photo album and you were looking at the twins’ baby pictures.

“You were so cute, George! What the bloody hell happened?” You teased.

“Oh, shut it!” He laughed, pushing your arm.

You and George were not subtle with your flirting. But even though you two weren’t subtle, you were both completely oblivious to it.

George was a year older than you and has had a crush on you since he saw you at the hat sorting ceremony. Even though you were sorted into Hufflepuff, you two had a few classes together, and he made sure to talk to you whenever he could.

And now, he was your closest friend. But you wanted to be more, because you also had a crush on him.

Hermione looked over at you and saw how happy you looked with George. Suddenly, an idea popped in her head,

“Fred? Can I speak to you for a moment?” Hermione whispered, motioning Fred to the other side of the room where you wouldn’t be able to hear their conversation.

“What’s up, Granger?” Fred asked once they were out of hearing distance.

“Look at them.” She said, motioning over at you and George. You were laughing at another one of his pictures, and he was just looking at you with the biggest smile on his face.

“Do you see the way he looks at her? He obviously loves her-”

“He does. I know my brother. And your sister obviously likes him too.”

“So, what are we gonna do? (Y/N) is too shy to confess.”

Fred looked back over at you two and grinned. “They just need a little help is all.”

~

“George! (Y/N)! Come look at this!” Fred called out from another room.

You looked over at George and gave him a questioned expression. He just shrugged his shoulders and stood up. You followed him into the room where Fred was calling you.

But he wasn’t there.

“Fred?” You asked, looking around.

Fred and Hermione were hiding. Hermione quietly pulled out her wand, gave it a small wave, and a mistletoe began to form over you and George.

George looked up and began to turn red.

“Oh, bloody hell.” He mumbled, running his fingers through his hair.

You looked up as well, and then turned your gaze back to George.

“Alright, (Y/N), it’s a Christmas law. Pucker up.” Fred laughed, coming out of hiding, Hermione also following.

“Hermione? What-”

“Just do it!”

Before you could even begin your sentence, George had cupped your face in his hands and pushed his lips against yours.

It felt as if time was frozen all around you, and it was just you and him. You felt the spark that everyone talked about when you kiss someone.

When the kiss ended, you looked up at George and smiled.

“Alright, we’ll leave you to sort things out.” Fred said, motioning Hermione to leave as well.

When they were both gone, you turned back to George.

“Would you care to join me on a walk, milady?” George smirked, holding out his arm. You giggled and gladly took it.

The two of you walked outside for a little while, watching the sun set as you talked.

“Since the hat sorting ceremony, huh?” You grinned.

“Yeah. Your face was just too pretty to miss.” George said, smirking once more.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“(Y/N), you are quite honestly the most amazing girl I’ve ever met, and I didn’t want to ruin our friendship with my feelings.” He paused.

“But, I am seriously in love with you. I know you wouldn’t want to be caught dead with a git like me but I’d love it if I could have the honor of being your boyfriend.” George said, taking your hand in his.

Your cheeks turned red again.

“I love you too, Georgie.” You said. You stood on your tippy toes to reach his lips and gave him a quick peck. “I’d love to be your girlfriend.”

“God, you’re cute. You don’t even have to try,” George chuckled.

“I know.” You teased. He grabbed you by the waist and pulled you close to him.

“Merry Christmas, (Y/N),” George said softly, kissing your forehead.

“Merry Christmas, Georgie.”

~The End~
•Thank you for requesting!•

anonymous asked:

Black hat x reader where the reader is dating a hero, but Black Hat is Pissed™ because he liked them. So he decides to kill two birds with one stone, and kidnap the reader for himself, and leave the hero with a threatening note and a picture of reader unconscious in his arms. Reader wakes up later and is angry and scared. Cue sassy banter. You decide the rest. Thank you!

OhhHoh YES! I just love this idea! I can’t get over it! 


Jealously, Ignorance | Black Hat x Taken! Reader

{ I made this fic with a fem! reader, i hope that wasn’t a mistake! :( Normally i would make my fics with gender-neutral terms, but the flow of the story seemed to fit so well with a her. }

A/N: I just woke up at 12pm (yes. noon. sometimes i’ll sleep til like 3 pm if nobody bothers me. I’M A LAZY BUM) to a phone call from the manager of the business that i applied for a job at!! AHH! I scheduled an interview for July 6th. This means i’m gonna need to be busting my tooshie and cranking out fics for you all! If i get this job, i’m gonna have about 50-75% of the time on my hands taken from me! :( (but also yay because that means i can buy sick stuff and get that DRAWING TABLET so i can create art for you guys too!!) 

Anyway, my inbox is blown up right now! I’m loving the feedback and support from you all. If you don’t see your fic posted soon, i promise i’ll get to it! I’ll never delete my asks from my lovely supporters!! <3 Okay, enough boohoo time and ON WITH THE FIC! Adios!


“I must go save them. I promise i’ll be back soon, okay?” Jonathan cooed, well .. otherwise known as “Hyper Hex”, a hero to this city. Also Y/N’s boyfriend. Y/N sighed, sitting patiently at the table in Jonathan’s apartment, a lovely at-home dinner date in front of her. Disappointment dripped from her voice. Jonathan gave Y/N a kiss on the forehead, then opened the window and zipped out. 

Two hours had passed, the city was still “in trouble” apparently, and Jonathan- no, Hyper Hex wasn’t anywhere to be seen. At least in the apartment that was. Y/N sat on the couch, a bottle of wine in her hands, a sleepy look in her eyes. She stared dimly at the TV screen. The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air was on, the episodes seeming to never stop. Oh yeah, that’s right. It’s a marathon. Y/N slowly turned her head, glancing at the clock. 10pm. She sighed, standing up from the couch, slamming the bottle of wine on the coffee table, and stumbling straight to her room. Without even changing from her nice black dress she had put on for the date, she flopped on the bed, hugging the pillow angrily until she fell asleep. 


Black Hat sat on his throne with the the angriest face he’s ever had. “A boyfriend..” He growled. “A HERO BOYFRIEND!!” He boomed. The walls shook, Dr. Flug shivered from his lab. Oh no, Boss was angry, more than usual. Black Hat’s hands turned to claws as they gripped the throne, tearing holes in the red velvet. “She’s MINE!” He shouted, swiping one of the stone busts of himself off it’s pedestal. It flew to the floor, shattering. He oozed with rage, breathing heavily, unpredictably. He marched to the lab, his black coat fanning behind him from the speed he was going. He slammed the door against the wall as he opened it, Dr. Flug shuddering. “Y’Yes sir- Lord Black Hat Sir?” He said, terrified. “Give me the chloroform.” He insisted. “Y-Yes s-” “NOW!” He shouted. Dr. Flug trembled like a coward, running immediately to his chemical cabinet, searching through the bottled for chloroform. He wasn’t gonna bother asking what it was for. He ran back to his boss, handing it to him gently. Without another word, Black Hat spun around, marching out of the lab, his coattails floating behind him accordingly. 

From stalking Y/N for however long he’s had eyes for them, he knew exactly where they lived, from memory. He made his way inside without any mistake. The lights were off, and on the TV was Hyper Hex himself. Hmm. Saving the city. What a good, good boy. Black Hat’s hand clenched furiously, nearly breaking the TV screen. He held himself back.. he wouldn’t want to wake up his girl, would he..?” He crept to the bedroom, the door was open, there was a figure on the bed. Oh how lovely she looked in that black dress. He got closer. How lovely she looked sleeping.. but she wasn’t sleeping in his bed. He barred his shark-like teeth, pulling the cork off the bottle of chloroform, soaking the rag. “Honey, tell me.. does this rag smell like chloroform?” He said, then placed the rag across Y/N’s face. Gently. Her body jolted from shock, but she was only awake for a few more seconds, unable to see through the rag. With one deep breath, she was out again. Black Hat grinned, his glowing eyes flaring up. He laughed evilly, scooping her off the bed and into his arms. “He wasn’t here to save you tonight, Princess.” He said, brushing back her hair. He pulled out a Polaroid, flashing a quick picture of her. Oh she was gorgeous. There on the bed he left the note, and the photo. “The hero wasn’t there to save the innocent girl.The knight put his guard down that night, and the dragon stole the princess away. I promised i’d always protect her. If you truly want her, come get her. OH but do come prepared, the dragon has much waiting for you.” 

Y/N woke up with a gasp. “A nightmare?” Black hat asked from his throne, grinning. He sat relaxed, His chin resting in the palm of one hand, a glass of wine in the other. Wait.. was that wine.. or blood? Y/N yanked at the ropes that bound them. “I must say, you have an incredible taste for wine. Y/N. Too bad Hyper Hex wasn’t there to share it with you on your date night.” He frowned. “What do you want from me? Who are you, why am i here?” Y/N asked, terrified, yet keeping their attitude bold. Black Hat chuckled. “The better boyfriend, that’s who i am. If you were with me, you’d always be safe.” He said, swirling the wine in his glass, glancing down at her. “By the looks of this place, i couldn’t be safe if you surrounded me in pillows and tied me up in a straitjacket.” She remarked. Black Hat chuckled, “Your sass is cute. That’s why i love you.” His gruff voice cooed. Y/N swallowed. “Why me? I don’t even know you!” Y/N said desperately. “But you do.” Black Hat said, standing up. He placed his glass of wine on the side table, slowly approaching her. Y/N got more terrified each step closer he took. “Just think, love. It’s been a few years.. but i’m there.” He grinned, placing his fingers under her chin, slowly sliding them away. Y/N put her head down, then looked back up at his face, squinting, trying so hard. Who was he? What relation did he have with her? She gave up. “Look, you can let me go! I can-” You can what?” Black Hat interrupted, “You can run off, back to your normal life, with your hero boyfriend? I’ll never see you again, i’ll never get the chance to be with you?” His voice got louder, and more aggressive as he went on. He stopped, staring at Y/N’s horrified, yet sad face. She stopped, feeling.. remorse? He loved her, and she’d never seen him a day in her life. “Stay, with me.” He paused, “You can learn to love me, (and trust me, it won’t take that long)” He flicked his collar, smirking. Y/N stared up at him, shaking her head and looking back down. A furious look washed over Black Hat’s face, “Fine.” He said, turning around, and walking out of the room without another word. “W-Wait-!” Y/N shouted. He slammed the door.


Alright alright! Kind of a cliffhanger, but I’ve been writing this for about 2 hours now and i’m thinkin’ about replying to another ask. Did you guys like it? Would you want a more smutty side? Where Black Hat kidnaps her, ties her up.. you get the drift ;). Would you like a part two? Would you like an ending where possibly reader is brainwashed into staying by something BH insists Dr. Flug creates? Would you like an ending where BH is heartbroken and lets his love go? An ending where Hyper Hex comes to save his girlfriend? Would you rather have BH be more aggressive towards reader? LET ME KNOW!! 

Mysterious Things // Carl Grimes Imagine

At last!!!! I’ve finally finished the third and final part of my ‘Miscellaneous Things’ series! Thanks so much for being so patient my loves <3

Tell me what you think! I worked v hard on this one lmao

find part 1 here  and part 2 here     or find all of my writings here

-Mads <3


A L E X A N D R I A // P A R T 3 // 2 8 9 2

I took a deep breath, hesitating before knocking on his door.

It’s been a month y/n. Get a fucking grip.

After finally mustering up the courage to knock, I took a step back, fixing my hair subconsciously for the third time.

I heard footsteps jog up to the door, and before I knew it, there he was, looking as painfully adorable as ever, but also extremely confused.

“Y/n? Oh shit uh… h-hey, I didn’t think you’d, you’d actually come.” Carl rubbed the back of his neck, before reaching up to attempt to fix his hair.

“I literally told you yesterday that I as coming to look after Judy today, Carl.”

“Yeah, yeah I know but I thought… I don’t know, I thought you’d bail because you’d be stuck with me all day..since..ya know..” He trailed off. I scrunched my eyebrows, confused.

“Carl, I’ve told you before that things don’t need to be awkward between us, ok? Plus, I’ll be ok with Judy on my own for the day so you don’t have to hang about if you don’t want to.” I said with a small smile, stepping past him into the house towards Judy’s room.

“No! no, I’ll stay here, Dad said- well, he implied that… I-I want to stay here. With you.” Carl stuttered from his place near the door behind me. My eyes widened slightly at his comment, but I kept walking, saying nothing.

It was true, I had told Carl several times that I didn’t mind still being friends. Yes, I did confess my love to him a few weeks ago, but I’ve come to accept that he was never meant to be mine.

Carl however, always made it awkward. He hardly spoke to me anymore. Sometimes I would catch him staring at me, which made my heart skip, but then he’d look away guiltily and I’d realise that Enid’s hand was wrapped around his.

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Airport

Another short Baekhyun Imagine.

Originally posted by meadowgal

Imagine meeting Baekhyun at the airport in Seoul, South Korea. You were there for a job as a cheorographer at SM Entertainment, obviously you took the job and that’s how you ended up meeting Baekhyun. *Finally here, wow!* were your first thoughts while stepping off the plane.

As you looked around trying to find the car that was meant to pick you up, you realised that there were girls everywhere screaming, holding signs up saying ‘I love EXO.’ And ‘Oppa notice me!’ You noticed that the fans were dedicated to their idols and you loved that.
Finally you found someone holding a sign with your name on it, looking at the face you realised who it was, even with sunglasses and hat on, Baekhyun was waiting for you. “Hi, (y/n) so your our new choreographer? Where are you from?” He asks, “(y/h/t) and yeah I am.” You replied, he flashed his adorable smile at you and pulled along to the car. You were so glad you took this job.

What you both didn’t know was that was the day an amazing friendship and soon to be relationship started.

The Climb - **Cedric Diggory x Reader Request**

Let’s all pretend Cedric didn’t die… what a wonderful world that would be.

To my dear @inkstainedfanfics. I hope this is everything you wanted and more: 

** I was wondering if you’d be willing to write Cedric taking the Reader on a date to a cliff overlooking the ocean (if that makes sense lol) and they have a picnic then just talk about their future as the stars come out. Just a super fluffy, romantic scene. tysm if you do :)**


Let’s all pretend Cedric didn’t die… what a wonderful world that would be.

Originally posted by my-harry-potter-generation

If someone had asked you where you were, you wouldn’t have even been able to guess. It had to be somewhere along the English coast line as the hills were steep with a everesent shade of green. From the base of the hill you can hear the gorgeous echoes of the waves hitting the slippery rigid rocks below. It had been your boyfriend’s wish to bring you here for months now. Finally, with the joys of a cancellation in plans, you both embarked on an adventure.As you stood at the base of the hill, you could feel the small pressure of a hand in the small of your back. You turn to see Cedric, your gorgeous boyfriend of the past 6 years. 

You had met each other during your first year of Hogwarts. You knew absolutely no one when you had boarded the train. The whole time you thought what a miserable 4 years you would have being so alone. It wasn’t until a gentle giant had placed you in a boat next to a sandy brown haired boy. His face was so gentle and friendly that by the time you both had reached the castle you had shared your first smile at each other.

When the sorting hat called out your new home as Hufflepuff, you looked over at Cedric, hoping beyond hope this wouldn’t be the last time you saw him. Soon he was called and you watched as the hat when on his head.

“Hmmm…yes… You want to be placed with that Y/L/N girl…. well who am I, an old shabby hat, to stay in the way of love… HUFFLEPUFF.” When the hat was removed from his head, a beat red face was exposed and Cedric came over to sit down next to you at the Hufflepuff table. You never told him how you had asked the hat to sort him there as well.

Towards the middle of your hike, Cedric stopped and turned to you.

“I’ve never realized how much I love you.” The wind whirls softly around you, taking your hair and gently whirling it around you. At Cedric’s proclamation you smile and take his hand.

“I’m glad you realize it now.” He leaned down and kissed your hand in his. You both continued on.

In your third year at Hogwarts, you found yourself undeniably attracted to Cedric. You’re not sure how it happened but you couldn’t stop thinking about him, how his arms would feel around you and how his lips would feel lightly pressed to yours. These lingering feelings grew with each moment you spent with him, until one night when you were both alone in the Hufflepuff common room. The space was empty as you came down the stairs to see Cedric sitting alone by the fire. The flames looked exotic, dancing across his face as he stared into the embers lost in thought. You almost didn’t want to disturb him as you crossed the room towards him. He suddenly looked up and couldn’t help but smile at your presence.

“Hey, I didn’t see you there.” He motions for you to come onto the couch with him and you jump at the chance, climbing over the armrest and sliding yourself under the blanket Cedric was wearing.

“It’s cold!” You exclaim as you bring your knees and blanket into your chest. Cedric smiles and wraps a warm and inviting arm around you. Instantly you feel as though you may melt into a puddle on the couch. Any worry you ever had seemed to just disappear. You cuddled in deeper into his embrace. He tilts his head on the top of yours.

“I like you here.” He says almost in a whisper as not to bring alarm to the fact that you both were wrapped up in each other.

“I like me here too.” You were both staring at each other, eyes locked onto each other. The situation became almost too serious for Cedric and he slowly started to wiggle a finger into your side. You began to laugh and squirm next to him, pleading for him to stop but at the same time you loved this playful side to him. The sounds of your laughter filled the room and Cedric couldn’t help but begin to laugh himself. Just as suddenly as his tickle war had started, it stopped and Cedric loomed over you as your lay with your back on the couch. The only sound came from the sporadic crackling of the fire and the ticking of the common room clock. The two of you stared into each other’s eyes, breathing heavier in anticipation for someone to move. Cedric advanced and brought his face down to your and dipped his lips to yours. It was a faint kiss and immediately Cedric pulled away and looked down for your reaction, your eyes still closed in a daze. He smiled to see your sentiment was good. 

“Be my girlfriend…” He breathed as he closed the space between you again. 

“Ye…”You didn’t have time to finish before he rewarded you with another mesmerizing kiss. 

Everything in that kiss was perfect and every kiss thereafter. With each step you took on this hill with Cedric, it reminded you of every struggle, every fight and argument. Then you would look up and see Cedric hiking ahead of you, he’d turn and look into your eyes and his whole face seemed to light up with the growth of his smile. In this second you were reminded of every kiss, the tickle fights, the intimate moments of passionate love. 

You realized as you finally reached the top of the hill that your love story with Cedric was as breathtaking and beautiful as the view before you. You walk up to Cedric who was already at the edge of the cliff, taking in the view.

“It’s beautiful!” You exclaim. He looks down at your hand and slowly slides his into yours.

“See why I’ve been wanting to take you up here?” Cedric leans over and kisses your cheek before he turns and walks over to the bag he left on the ground. He buries his arm into the bag and pulls out a blanket to which he charms with his wand to unroll itself and lay out on the ground. Lit candles fly out of the bag as well with the command of his wand, they outline the blanket’s edge. You watch as Cedric takes out some nibbles and thermos of butterbeer, to remind you both of your Hogsmeade escapades.

The sun was setting now and the view was out of this world. The red and orange sunny shades swirls and mixed into the black and blues of the night sky. The candles around the blanket began to become more illuminated against the ever darkening sky. Cedric sat up right and motioned for you to join him. You sat next to him and slotted into your favorite position next to him. Fitting perfectly by his side. The black was beating out the red sunset and beady dots of light began to flicker and catch your eyes.

“What’s the occasion then?” You asked as Cedric busied himself pouring out the butterbeer into two goblets and passing one to you.

“Why do you always think my romantic gestures need a reason.”

“Since you took me to Brighton to make-up for you buying season tickets to the World Quidditch Cup matches.” He threw his head back and laughed at the memory of the two of you having a row in the middle of the busy beach boardwalk.

“Right… well my dear, I don’t think you have anything to worry about for sometime now. I can honestly say this isn’t to make up for anything.” You smirk at him and go back to sipping on your butterbeer.

The stars were at their fullest now and the sun had completely gone from view. Cedric had started to fidget and you found it distracting from the radiant scene before you.

“Cedric! What is going on? You’re acting very odd this evening.” Cedric sighed heavily and twisted himself so he was kneeling in front of you. Your eyes grew wider, positive you knew what was about to happen and yet something told you nothing would happen.

“Y/N, ever since I met you in that boat to Hogwarts castle, I’ve known you were going to be a big part of my life. It only took me 3 years to learn that the feeling was love. My God have I loved you, with every fiber of my being for every second that I’ve spent with you. Today, we climbed a hill. A hill that started out easy enough but halfway up, it was steep, bumpy and uneven. We had to help each other along the way and had to lean on each other for support. Though even through the rough terrain, we still managed to laugh and smile…” Cedric paused his grand speech and looked down as his hand buried itself into his pocket. It resurfaced, but it wasn’t alone. A small black box peered out from inside his palm. “Anyway, the climb helped us reach this point. The point where we found ourselves standing at the highest point, with the most beautiful view in front of us. I look at this vast view and I see a future for us to plot our stars. I guess in a roundabout and metaphoric way I’m asking you to marry me, Y/N.”

You keep dead silent. Your eyes bulging and large and full of shock.

“So will you… Y/N… marry me?” Cedric this time opened the box to display a gorgeous engagement ring. Tears begin to line your eye and pool over the side, falling down your face. Your brain completely turned off, but somehow you still manage to find the word.

“Ye…”

But you don’t get to finish, because as Cedric fashion would dictate, he already had you wrapped up in his arms, planting an ever passionate kiss on his wife to be.


I really hope you all enjoyed this. I loved this idea and as soon as I picked up on a metaphor, I jumped at the chance to write it. 

...X-Zone...

Flug wasn’t feeling the workload today. Currently, he’s working on a project called the X-Zone, it’s supposed to push people against the ground until their at least along the right set of either being unconscious as a hero or being dead as a human. But he just couldn’t get the levels correct!

He had less than a week, which meant no breaks for sleeping. The lowest level was supposed to knock only humans out while the second level gave them major injuries like hurting the brain and body from the major force of hitting the ground. However, the third level would knock out a super hero while a human would be dead.

Flug did all the planning right and everything but no matter what chemicals and physical attributes he changed on the flat square prism, it wasn’t working any time soon. Black Hat would kill him in a heart beat.

Speak of the demon himself.

The clacking of shoes distracted Flug from his project, an amused whistle echoing on the hall walls. He took a deep breath then exhaled, the project was a bust.

“How much progress have you achieved, Flug?” A deep voice engulfed Flug in fear.

“U-uh…. N-Not much s-sir… But, I-I have t-two more days, s-sir! I-It’ll be done b-by then.” Flug said hopefully, staring at the blueprints of his project.

He tried thinking of different ways he could affect the gravity and the amount of force pushing against an object or being of greater mass than 100. Hopefully though, his project only affected adults and not kids… He would never sleep after that.

“Why is that?”

Flug shuddered quietly, “Well, y-you see, s-sir…. I still n-need to find o-out what m-materials I would need to create t-the gravity affect o-on heroes…”

A soft shuffling was heard before Flug felt an odd presence to his right. “It better be done tomorrow evening, Flug.” A stern voice shot him back to work again.

“Yes, s-sir…” Flug managed, his hands fidgeting with the metal prism.

The clacking of shoes grew farther away and the shifting of his lab door allowed him an atmosphere of ease. He nodded to himself softly before continuing on his project. 

He finally decided that a few gas elements combined with a metalloid would help affect the gravity of a small box. He placed the prism’s prototype into the box and then a small hero toy that weighed a good 6 pounds.

He pressed a small button on the prism and backed away, closing the clear box to watch his project. It lifted the toy for a few seconds like an anti-gravity device before slamming it down and breaking the toy into cracked shards. 

Flug flinched, cracking a 6 pound toy into millions of little shards would mean causing light damage to the brain of a human. There was his lowest level. Now he just needed to add more of the metalloid and gas elements to achieve the next two levels.

A soft giggle was heard near his lab door and he winced at the shriek it escalated to. “Demencia, please…. Go away.”

“But I’m bored and you’re doing work! What are you doing?”

“Demencia, I’m making a project for Black Hat. He’s going to kill me if I don’t get this done!” Flug flinched as she came closer with a grin.

“Okay, well speaking of Black Hat. He wants to see the prototype when you’re done. Can you make me something? Oh! Oh! You better make it look super cool! I need an awesome machine that will make Black Hat fall in love with me!”

Flug sighed, ignoring the girl as he put together another solution. “Demencia, after this project you can bother me with other ones.”

“But I need it now! He’s not busy for once!!”

“What do you mean? Black Hat is always busy.”

“He’s not right now! He’s actually sleeping on the couch in the living room with 5.0.5.!!”

“With 5.0.5.?” Flug questioned, trying his best to focus on his project but curiosity blocking his focus.

“Yeah! He told him to make sure I couldn’t go over there. So I need you to make that machine and give it to Black Hat and then lead 5.0.5. away so me and him can have some REAL fun!!”

“No way. He will kill me, Demencia!”

Demencia laughed before grinning once more, “I’ll blackmail you.”

“How? You don’t have anything against me.

“I know that you like him, Nerd boy.”

Flug stared boringly at her, “What?”

Demencia almost fell for the act before backing up her claim, “You were saying his name in your sleep!”

“NightMares.”Flug answered, nervously swallowing.

“Uh huh.”

Flug cracked a smile, “You have the weirdest imagination ever, Demencia.”

“You made me in this very lab! I like Black Hat so it’s gotta mean you like him too!! Why else would I like him like I do?!” Her grin turned mischievous and Flug felt like a deer in the headlights.

“B-but, I don’t like him…. You just l-like him because Y-YOU do, not m-me!”

“You’re stuttering! You’re nervous! So I am right! Oh my gosh, FLUG!!!”

“Demencia, shut up!”

Demencia ran off squealing before coming back to tell Flug about her idea. “Even though you like him too, I need you to make some sort of prototypes that I can use in less than an hour so that  Black Hat falls in love with me! Forever!”

“An emotion manipulator…. Fine… But don’t tell anybody about me. Got it?”

“Only if it’s done before BH is awake!”

“Fine, fine…”

Flug sighed as the mischievous girl finally fled. He decided to finish working on the second level prototype for his prism first. As he placed the middle level solution in the prism, the superhero toy was cleared away into the trash next to his desk.

Flug grabbed another one; marvel. He stared at superman’s hair with sudden disinterest, small missed memories floating through his head as he stared sadly at the toy. That life is gone, this is a new one.

He gently placed the toy in the clear box and sighed, staring at the eyes and the suit, exploring the colors with sight alone. He decided to get on with his project and placed the prism inside. He pressed the button and close the box’s lid, watching as the toy floated.

But in a split second, the toy was smashed against the ground before rising again and smashing again. It stopped after two like planned but then black smoke began reciting from the prism.

Flug flinched as sparks began to reciprocate off the metal. He added too much helium. He let out a soft depressed sigh before placing his hands i nthe lid again. But as he opened the lid, the fumes overwhelmed his senses in an instant. 

He pulled away, coughing and sputtering, as some sort of cloudy, smokey being formed above the prism. The metalloid gave the gas being armor. Not another failed experiment…

“Flug, what is all that noise?” Black Hat’s shoes clacked against the lab floor.

Demencia followed behind with a frown as she watched Flug and his experiment closely. The being launched forward and clouded itself around her, grabbing her arms and legs and raising her high in the air for a split second.

Flug coughed a few more times, trying to clear his throat to talk but found he couldn’t. “Is this your prototype, Doctor?”

With interest, the two watched as Demencia was slammed down to the ground harshly before raised up higher and slammed even harder down on the ground. As she was raised once again, her eyes were closed and she seemed to be unconscious.

But her eyes opened again and she was released from the smoke. She stuttered a bit, her vision dazed and her head unclear. “Whoa…”

“Y-Yeah.. That’s the m-middle level…”

“Great, we’ll make a commercial asap!” Black Hat nodded, slightly impressed, “Make sure the highest level is ready before Friday, Flug.”

Flug stumbled over his words, “Y-Yes, s-sir, will do.”

Black Hat sent him a smile, “Good work, Doctor.”

Flug nodded sheepishly and crossed his wrists behind his back, “Th-Thank you, s-sir.”

insecure: burden;

members- taekook x you

genre- angst(??), fluff, au

words- 1,141 

summary- jungkook and taehyung dont realize how much them being away is affecting you. polyamorous!au

a/n- here’s the angsty version! i hope you all like it! i feel pretty insecure about it, so feedback would be appreciated! 

Originally posted by taekookie-bts

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Jungkook has always been the athletic type. He’s on both the college’s baseball and swim team and spends a lot of time working out. It’s just what he does. 

But Taehyung? He’s not huge on sports. That is, until Jungkook came back from his first optional swim practice buzzing about how great it was. He told Taehyung about how much he’d love it, since Tae loves swimming, and next thing you knew, they’re both on the team and practicing almost every day. 

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Preference #1 - Confessing your love

Preference for: dreamingofbroadway1

Original request: A preference of confessing your love. Legolas!(: Frodo Sam Bilbo Kili Thanks. (:

Pairing(s): Legolas x Reader, Frodo x Reader, Sam x Reader, Bilbo x Reader, Kili x Reader

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Home - Carl Grimes Imagine

request: Reader and Carl were best friends before. She knew rick and Lori too. Then she’s brought to Alexandria bc she tried to steal from Daryl on a run or something and she recognises them. Rick doesn’t recognise her at first but Carl does.

a/n: i just got my hair dyed and i’m feeling super confident so ya know imma bust out as many writings as i can before i get off this high

word count: 1,252

tagged users: @deeindarkwonderland 


Your sweaty hand was clamped over your own mouth to silence your breathing. Your body was tucked beneath the counter in a liquor store you found after escaping from Terminus. It was fairly untouched, and most of the food was non-perishable, so you made it your home. You were getting ready to go out on a mission to find a new pair of shoes when three  men entered your shop. 

You grabbed your weapon and ducked behind the counter, keeping your eyes on the men as they entered your store quietly, guns pointed everywhere they turned. You hoped they would just take a few bags of food and be on their way, but you should have known better than to expect the best. You tucked one of your guns in your holster and held the other one in your hand. 

You really had no intention of harming anybody, you could just never be too safe. The shoe steps of a man wearing leather boots echoed through the dusty hallway. He quickly turned the corner, and before you knew it, his crossbow was aimed between your eyes. Your gun flew up, aimed at his head. You shook with fear as the memories of looters had done to you and your people. 

“Put the gun down,” the man grumbled. His voice was hoarse and his hair was shaggy, but he wasn’t scary to you. Your gun remained aimed at his face, as did his crossbow to yours. “I said put it down.” You shook your head a little; just enough for him to notice. Your eyes remained locked on his, and your arms began to shake. 

“I ain’t gonna hurt ya’ unless ya’ give me a reason to,” he said, holding his bow up. You weren’t scared. You had nothing to live for. Maybe that was why you had lived for so long. You took risks that nobody in their right mind would ever dream of taking because you had nothing to lose. This was no exception. “Put the gun down.”

“Get out of here,” you demanded, refusing to lower your gun. “This place is mine. The stuff in here is mine. I want all of you out now.” You shook with rage and wondered why the other men hadn’t joined the one who stood ahead of you. “I don’t want to hurt you either, but I will if you don’t leave me alone.” You glared at him, mustering the meanest look you could. 

The man hesitated, weighing his options, before deciding on what to do. “We’ll get going.” You stayed where you were, your gun pointed at him until he turned around, backing away from you. You slowly stood up, following him down the hall, but remaining out of sight from the other two men. “Let’s go. Nothing back here.”

The two men had stuffed their bags to the brim, nearly emptying the remains of your food supplies. “Fuck it,” you mumbled to yourself. “Hey!” you yelled, grabbing the attention of all three men. “I said you could go if you leave my stuff. Everything in here is mine. I don’t want to hurt you guys, but I swear I will if you try to steal from me.”

It wasn’t like you had a better alternative. Your chances of living were slim no matter what. You could either live off the little food you had left, which would last you about a month if you stretched it out, from the looks of things, or you could risk getting killed by these men for the possibility of getting your food back. 

“Lower your weapon,” a man in a brown leather coat ordered. He wore a beanie over his long hair and stood facing the side, his hand slowly traveling down his leg, towards the holder on his thigh. 

“Hands up,” you barked. The barrel of your gun was almost touching the man with the crossbow’s head. Both of the men in front of you put their hands up slowly. “I told you this already. If you want to go, then go, but you can’t take my supplies.” Your breathing was slowing down as your actions were catching up with your thoughts. 

“I’m sorry,” the man with the beanie apologized. “I don’t think we can do that.” Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, and you were knocked to the floor. Your head hit the tile beneath you, and you lost consciousness almost immediately. 

You woke up to a searing pain in the back of your head. You lifted your head up to see where you were, but your brain began to pound aggressively, so you lay back down. Your hair had fallen in front of your eyes, so you reached your hand up to move the stray hairs. You couldn’t, though. Your wrists and ankles were bound to a bed beneath your body. 

Fear pulsed through your veins, and you shook violently as you imagined what they were going to do to you. Sobs shook your shoulders as you thrashed against the chains that bound you down. You screamed as loud as you could, not giving yourself time to rationalize. Your limbs flailed as your voice cracked from being worn out, and the door to your room swung open. 

“Jesus Christ,” a boy said. His hair was long, and his face was covered by the shadow of his sheriff’s hat. “Would you stop that? For the love of god…” He walked slowly, keeping his distance from your bed. He took a seat across the room and rested his knees on his hands. “What’s your name?” You couldn’t see his expression, but he seemed sincerely curious. 

You didn’t know why, but his voice soothed you. It sounded familiar, like home. “(Y/N),” you mumbled, focusing on slowing your breathing. “Where am I?” 

The boy’s posture perked up, and he ignored your question. “(Y/N)?” Your name sounded so nostalgic coming from his voice. “(Y/N) (Y/L/N)?” He stood up and quickly walked over to you, and his eye that wasn’t covered by a gauze pad widened. “Holy shit.” You closed your eyes and searched your brain to see why you recognized his voice. 

“Carl?”  The memories of all the mornings you had spent at his house before school flooded your brain. Your fathers had been friends since they were little, and you and Carl went to school together. Every morning, you would be dropped off at his house and Lori would take you to school. Chills ran up your spine as you took in his appearance. 

He swiftly moved his hands to unclasp the chains that held you down, easily unlocking each cuff. You pulled him into a hug, ignoring your aching head for the sake of reuniting with someone who knew you before you went mad. “Are you alone?” he asked, holding your head against his chest. You nodded, squeezing him tighter. 

“Are you?” you whispered. 

“Dad runs this place,” he said proudly. “And I have a baby sister.” You waited for him to mention his mom, but he didn’t. The door swung open abruptly and Rick entered with a woman following him. 

“Carl, get back,” Rick demanded. 

“No, Dad. Look, it’s (Y/N)!” Carl explained, unwinding himself from your embrace. Rick’s face softened, and he noticed how happy Carl seemed. The corners of his lips turned up a bit at the mention of your name, and he took in your appearance, recognizing you. He smiled widely and hugged you close, and that’s when you knew you had found home. 

Originally posted by imagine-multifandom