and i am still not sure if i understood it haha

Sex with the Avengers

Request: In your opinion, what is the favorite sexual position of each guy (Steve, Bucky, Pietro, Clint, Bruce, Tony) with a female partner? And for Natasha and Wanda (ONLY if you’re comfortable with)? I’M IN LOVE WIH YOUR BLOG! -Anon

A/N: Oops, I planned to write this quickly -like just tell you the positions, but now here I am, four hours later and all of the descriptions aren’t even containing one exact position. Sorry, I hope you like these anyway haha x AND THANK YOU DOLL ♥

Ps. Gosh, I’m such a trash for Steve.

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Keyword: His speed. Oh god, that speed. He would take time to have sex with you, but he would use his speed while teasing you –first, he’s kissing you against the wall and before you even realize, you are laying naked underneath him, his mouth devouring your dripping wet core, causing you to scream his name from the sudden contact.

Pietro would love to be on top; pressing you against the mattress, kissing your lips or sucking your neck demandingly. This position gives him everything he wants; chance to see your expressions, eventuality to touch you and the oh so good possibility to use his speed on you, fucking you hard while you tangle your fingers to his hair or dig your nails to his back, leaving marks he loves to see at the morning after your heated night together.

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— aquiver | 04 (m)

aquiver (adj.) [uh-kwiv-er] in a state of trepidation or vibrant agitation; trembling; quivering

pairingmin yoongi x reader
genre/warnings— mentions of death, slight angst, mentions or mature themes, fluff

:: summary— Yoongi can’t remember the last time he was able to successfully bring himself to the point of orgasm, then Namjoon gives him a business card advertising ‘Healing Hands’, and that’s where he meets you; pretty and innocent looking, who gets paid to provide hand jobs for a living…

note.— inspired by the novella ‘The Grownup’ by Gillian Flynn, literally just the main character’s past occupation haha

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Interview: Abby Ramsay

Today we’re joined by Abby Ramsay. Abby is a phenomenal model and actress in LA. She uses her art to raise awareness of issues close to her heart. Her Instagram has recently blown up a bit after she gave an interview about social media. Abby is a fellow ace feminist, which is always awesome to see. She’s incredibly passionate, as you’ll soon read. My thanks to her for taking the time to participate in this interview.


Please, tell us about your art.

Well, I am an actress and model out in LA. I show off my work mostly through Instagram. Just creating these images and stories, whether they be moving or still, really gives me this outlet to express my thoughts, feelings, and ideals that I can’t always put into words.  

I like to use my art to bring attention to topics like asexuality, body positivity, feminism, and mental illness as those are all things that are close to me.

I also like combining them. Everything I do is done with the mindset of “just because I am asexual does not mean I am not sexy or desirable.” but also “Just because I am viewed as sexy or desirable does not mean I can’t be asexual.”

What inspires you?

Just the idea that I can use what I love to help people. The industry that I am in has the potential to have your voice be heard by many people all over the world. If I have the opportunity to use my platform to change it for the better then I want to do it.

What got you interested in your field?  Have you always wanted to be an artist?

I have been acting since I was about 5 years old. Granted at the time the only reason I was in these musicals was because I was a really good singer at a young age, but they fed my love of storytelling. I would create plays at home and act them out for my parents, and it really blossomed into a passion by middle school. I fought long and hard with my parents (especially my mom) to let me try to get an agent, and they eventually gave in. I was a freshman in High School (2012 I believe) when I was signed with a small agency, and they sent me on my first few jobs. I was in love!

The agency also dealt with modeling, so the first photoshoot I ever did was with them. I was really shy in front of the camera at first. I had dealt with a lot of body positivity issues in the past, but the longer I was in front of the camera the more I enjoyed it. I actually felt really comfortable with myself.

Do you have any kind of special or unique signature, symbol, or feature you include in your work that you’d be willing to reveal?

Hmmmm. I guess I like to keep things natural. I have never been an over the top character actor (I mean it’s fun, but I have my preferences) so I usually try to take scenes to a more organic place. I do the same thing with my modeling. I always try to get a few pictures that represent me. There’s this idea that when you are modeling you can never smile and you always have to be sultry, but when I am working and talking to the photographer I like to smile and laugh and just be myself. Those end up being some of the best pictures.

I also do this hand on head leaning back pose a LOT. My friends give me a hard time about it haha. But it’s like my signature pose now I guess.

What advice would you give young aspiring artists?

It is not going to be easy, but with hard work, dedication, and a little bit of luck you can make your art your life.


Where on the spectrum do you identify?

I usually just say I am asexual, but for me that means that I don’t find people sexually attractive, and I am just not interested in sex. I’m not sex repulsed and I am aesthetically and romantically attracted to people, but I would much rather kiss and cuddle than have sex.

Have you encountered any kind of ace prejudice or ignorance in your field?  If so, how do you handle it?

There have been a couple instances. When you have your work online, you usually get some not so pleasant remarks from people. You get people who want to “fix you” you which is the one that bothers me the most.

But even outside the internet, I have had some encounters that have been less than ideal. I had a teacher at my college basically say that I was too pretty to be asexual and that it would be a waste. I know she didn’t mean it the way it came out, but it’s one of the reasons we need more visibility.

I also had a fellow acting student come to the conclusion that she did not like me because she thought asexuality was stupid. I never quite understood the logic behind that.

And it’s also hard, especially in acting, because Hollywood is so sexed up that there is just this assumption that every character interaction is because they want to bone.

What’s the most common misconception about asexuality that you’ve encountered?

OK, the idea that “you just haven’t found the right person yet” or “you won’t know unless you try” pisses me off. I have gotten both and my general response to that is “you could give me a cheap piece of raw fish or a $200 piece of raw fish, it doesn’t chance that fact that I don’t like raw fish.” and “I have never been shot before, but I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t enjoy that either.”

There is also the idea that if you have a mental illness or if you have been in an abusive relationship or raped that your asexuality is just a byproduct. You know, whether it is or isn’t that shouldn’t make their identity any less legitimate.

What advice would you give to any asexual individuals out there who might be struggling with their orientation?

You are not broken. I promise you. Your feelings are completely normal. You are a valid part of the LGBTQIA community, and though we may be a smaller group, we are full of love, no matter where we fall on the spectrum. Just be yourself.

Finally, where can people find out more about your work?

My Instagram is abbysworldsastage.

Thank you, Abby, for participating in this interview and this project. It’s very much appreciated.

Who Is He? | Zach Dempsey x Reader

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Jealous!Zach
POV: Reader’s/First Person

A/N: Hey guys! I really missed writing about Jealous!Zach so I had to bring him back even for just a short one-shot. A couple of people also requested for a Jealous!Zach imagine and I thought now was the perfect time since it’s been a week since I’ve started this blog! Happy week-sary to me haha! Anyway, enjoy this cute little write-up starring Jealous!Zach and a special participation from Clay Jensen. LOL.


“I could get used to this.”

“So could I.”

I reply as Zach and I laid together on the leather sofa in his living room. He laid on the sofa with his legs spread out and his back leaning comfortably on the armrest. I was on top of him, my head resting on his firm chest with my arms wrapped around his waist. I placed my ear where his heart was, I could hear it beating every second or so and the sound of his beating heart calmed my head and pulled the corners of my lips upwards. His arms were wrapped around me, almost like a warm blanket and his chin rested on the crown of my head. We just sat there in silence, although it was very comfortable and calming.

It’s only been a couple of months since we had officially started dating but for some reason it’s almost like we’ve known each other for more than that. We’re very comfortable with each other, and we already know each other quite well if I do say so myself. But of course, like any other relationship, ours wasn’t exactly a walk in the park either.

It was times like this when I didn’t mind him always being busy with school, or basketball for that matter. He has to do well so that he can get a scholarship in his chosen university. He was busy, he was always either at the school courts practicing or in different states battling it out with other high schools, and I understood, seeing as he is the captain of the Liberty High basketball team, and he is their most valuable player. It’s his dream along with becoming a marine biologist, and who am I to get in the way of his dream. I’ll always be there for him, to support him, to help him, to encourage him whenever he feels down but I missed times like this, if I’m being honest, and these were the days where I could be selfish around him. What meant the most is that I still get to spend times like this with no one else, but him. He was mine, only mine, and I was his, only his.

“I really missed you.” I look up to face him.

“What? Babe you see me in school almost everyday.” he replies with a chuckle.

“Yes I do see you but I don’t get to actually spend much time with you since you’re always so busy.” I answer with a pout.

“I’m sorry Y/N. You know I have to do well to get a scholarship.” he says as he strokes my hair gently.

“Of course I understand Zach. We’ll just have to spend times like this wisely because we rarely get to be together like this. So what exactly do you want to do today? Do you have anything in mind?” I ask him. Just as Zach was about to reply, my phone which was resting on top of the coffee table, lit up. A person’s name came up on the screen and I got up immediately to answer it.


“I’m good, I missed you! How ‘bout you? How are you doing?”

“Uhm, nothing much I’m just with Zach right now.”

“Sure! Sure! He’ll understand. I’ll be there in 30 minutes.”

“Alright, yup, i’ll see you soon Helmet!”

I smile as I take the phone to my chest and run to Zach’s bathroom. As I freshened up, I can feel heavy footsteps coming closer to the bathroom door. A few seconds later, as I turn around, I see Zach’s tall figure leaning against the doorframe.

“Who was that?” he asks with his arms crossed infront of his chest.

“My helmet.” I reply without looking at him as I hurriedly tried to brush my teeth.

“What did he or she need?” he asks.

He wanted to see me.” I answer as I got out of the bathroom.

“Why did he want to see you?” he asks once again.

“Because we miss each other?” I reply with a smile and my eyebrows raised.

“Where are you meeting each other?” Zach continues to ask.

“The coffee shop down the road.” I say as I put my jacket on and take my purse with me.

“I’ll go now baby, I’ll be back soon I promise.” I continue as I quickly give him a kiss on his cheek.

I run out of Zach’s house and walk my way to the coffee shop. As soon as I saw the wooden sign of the cafe, I went in immediately with a huge smile on my face. And there he was! He sat at the seats near the glass window in front of the coffee shop with a navy blue hoodie on; a pair of headphones hanging on his neck.

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Literally how I became happy.

A lot of you guys are always concerned about me because the more that I share, the more you realize I’m a real person with struggles and issues and I’m not 100% okay 100% of the time haha so I just wanna give an update and share some insight on how I’ve been doing and what I’ve been working on.
The hair cut is the visible part. The change is sooooo real. I look like a different person but I seriously FEEL like one. Surface changes: I live in Tennessee. I have short blonde hair. I’ve now dated two guys that I actually loved. I own a house and a car. Before, I lived in California, I had freaking long brown hair, I shared a mini van with four other people, I’d never been on a date and truly questioned whether I’d ever meet anyone that liked me for who I was, I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life past like two years into the future and I felt like I would live with my parents forever. So a lot of big things have changed but honestly the biggest changes happened inside with less visible results. You can only see it in my smile and hear it in my words. But really you’ll see it in my actions over the next 12 months. It’s just the beginning.
I honestly don’t know where it came from. The last six years I have been so passive. My life has been happening to me. There have been some breakthrough moments where I learned a lot about myself and my confidence and self love, yes. I had some good times for sure. But as far as knowing what I want and where I wanna go, I was not good at that. I felt SO powerless and began to withdraw more and more, in my friendships, my career, our band, my family, everything. I shared so little each day, I had so few ideas, I didn’t create much, I only wrote when I was really upset or inspired (which wasn’t that often), I had no social life, no vision for myself, no confidence that anyone would ever love me and I just wasn’t living a rich life at all. I was an observer hoping that one day someone or something would come along and make my life actually enjoyable. I was constantly waiting. I journaled a lot and released a lot of emotion, that part was good. I just felt like I was living in a cave, stuck in the past, not doing much each day to actually experience life.
Then we moved across the country. *shock* *panic* *whoa*. That was the first time I was really shaken up.
Then I had my heart broken. Twice. I fell in love and both times it didn’t work out. I NEEDED that, to meet people who actually got me and appreciated my personality and loved all my quirks and my strange mind and how childlike I am. For the first time I felt understood. I wouldn’t change a thing. I was so closed off for so long and suddenly I was ripped open. Someone was asking for my time and attention and I had to give it to them. I was so scared but I really wanted to experience that side of life so I had to let those people see me and experience who I was. It was so good for me omg. I felt like my heart was shriveled and frozen before that, it had seen the sun maybe three times, but once that happened it absolutely bloomed. Not everyone has to fall in love to open their heart but for me that’s how it happened.
Anyway it was really intense and pushed me to the edge, dealing with that loss. I cut off all my hair. I just had enough. I was so drained. I had felt so vulnerable throughout my dating experiences, such a long period of trusting and hoping after so many years of doing the opposite, I guess I became a little over exposed. I pictured myself feeling tough and strong after a particularly intense weekend of fighting and I saw myself with no hair. It was kind of a crazy idea at first but it turned into a real desire. After a few days of thinking it over, I took the plunge.
What. A. Rush.
Suddenly I just wanted to feel alive. I went a little overboard but I did so many things. Concerts, road trips, bonfires, social plans nonstop, shopping, reinventing my style… I was really hurting during this time and I just wanted to feel better. I don’t regret doing so much but I’m glad I came down after a month and examined myself. I realized how much I was hurting and I faced it. I felt scared, hurt, abandoned, broken and vulnerable but it was comforting to identify that. Once you face it, you can feel it, release it and eventually let it go.
In October I realized I wanted more. I actually had dreams. Cutting my hair showed me I could have an idea, see it through and that it could actually go well! I wanted that on a bigger scale. I started writing again, all the time. I took an interest in my appearance again. Before, I just wanted people to think I’m pretty. Of course I still do but now it’s so much more than that. It actually is for me. When my outfit/makeup/overall look matches my mood, I feel so much more confident, comfortable with myself and ready to take on the day. Even in my work out clothes, I always try to coordinate them now and make them feel good because I know I just do more with my day when I feel confident and ready to put myself out there. You don’t need to look perfect AT ALL, in fact sometimes that can cause more stress because it puts more pressure on you. Just take the time to put yourself together and feel GOOD about what you’re wearing each day. It seriously makes a huge difference. And especially DO NOT wear anything that makes you feel bad. GET RID OF IT!!!! All your clothes should make you feel cute in some way.
Idk how this happened but I kind of just realized nothing is a big deal. The way I used to live, EVERYTHING was a HUGE deal. Texting a guy? Leaving the house? Spending 30 dollars? Calling someone first? All terrifying things I dreaded and avoided at all costs. I had to work through so much INTENSE anxiety when I first started dating, it was really sad how much that freaked me out and how much I had to work through just to get to a point where I felt comfortable going on one date or being the object of a man’s attention. I felt so incredibly unworthy.
Anyway, maybe it was the hair cut but sometime around then I just became really bold. Right now I feel like almost nothing scares me. My biggest fear is probably trusting people that have hurt me. That’s one thing I can think of that I’m struggling with and truly terrifies me, trying to rebuild broken relationships. I’m having help working through that. Other than that, there are so few things I won’t try, won’t pursue, won’t say to someone. I am becoming more bold, confident, comfortable in my own skin and sure of myself with each passing second. I just feel GOOD. Nothing is that big of a deal! Seriously force yourself to take more risks and you’ll quickly understand what I mean. You can spend weeks, months, even years fearing things and trying to predict what will happen but once you finally do them you’ll see just how unnecessary all that stress was. Nothing is that hard, that daunting, that permanent. Heck, even tattoos can be removed these days.
I think that was the biggest change of all so far: the removal of fear. Fear used to be the gas in my tank, it absolutely fueled me. Now it’s faith. I am so ON FIRE for my life!!!!!! I have so many exciting dreams I want to pursue, so much I want to create, so many places I want to go, things I want to experience, learn, master, people I want to meet and be around….. I love it all. I decide what I want and I go after it. I look at myself in the mirror and I smile. I’m starting to look as bold and unique as I feel. The long hair was beautiful and fun and maybe one day I’ll want it back but for now, it just feels too plain for how colorful and out of the box my mind is. I always used my mind a lot but I wasn’t exploring it much before. Now that I’m embracing my unconventional brain, I just want to express that openness and share it with the world.
Also I’ve noticed I’m getting disappointed comments from traditional, conformist men I never wanted to date anyway that used to love my hair 😂 so no offense but I was never interested in you anyway, there are soooooo many long haired women in the world you can comment on that you’ll probably never even meet but i’m just one less you need to worry about hahaha. All of the bold men that liked me before just like me more now. And I think it’s because I also like myself more! Confidence attracts confidence! I’m growing into the baller I was born to be and it’s just helping me attract more ballers 😂😂
Anyway, I feel so much more confident in myself, men or no men. It’s funny cuz I finally stopped worrying about guys and now I actually interact with them the way I always wanted to hahaha.
I no longer rely on the approval of others to get through the day. I no longer feel paralyzed by fear every morning and night. I no longer ponder whether I’m worthy of a date or not. I no longer look in the mirror and sigh. I no longer think of the future as a blurry grey blob filled with hopelessness, uncertainty and fear. I know it will be whatever I make it and I am going to make it freaking phenomenal.
That’s a huge key, putting YOURSELF in the drivers seat. Forget this message of victimization. You are the person holding yourself down but YOU can be the one to lift yourself up!!!! Wow I just got a huge craving for meat loaf and mashed potatoes. HAHAHA. Anyway, put yourself in control. Ask God for guidance. Trust that you are taken care of always because YOU ARE. Embrace yourself. Stop thinking you have to be perfect. Stop thinking you’re unlovable. Realize how cool you are and how much you have going for yourself. Jump in and try things. Stop thinking you have to be “ready”. THE LESSONS OF FAILURE ARE FAR MORE VALUABLE THAN THE PRIZES OF SUCCESS!!!!!!!!!!!
On that note, go kill it. Embrace yourself. Blossom. Live. Come alive. You got this 👊🏼💗

Bts reaction s/o kissing them to get their attention

A/N- Aww this is such a cute request. I would absolutely love to do this reaction for you anon 😀Hope you like it. Happy Reading!



Jin would be embarrassed and awkward about for sure. He doesn’t seem like the type to show affection in front of everyone so when you did exactly that he would feel a bit awkward.

You had been trying to get his attention all night long.Nothing worked. But as you watched him laugh and have fun with the boys you couldn’t help but feel a little jealous. So you walked over to the couch where he was sitting. You lifted up his chin and turned his face towards yourself and gave him a little peck. That got his attention pretty good. “J-jagi..” He mumbled with a stunned expression on his face. You shrugged in response. You could see his ears getting red which meant he was embarrassed. He thought it was really adorable what you did, but that didn’t stop him from feeling awkward.


Yoongi wouldnt care a whole lot if just kissed him to get his attention. I think he would be smug about it because he would be reassured that you really did care if he paid attention to you or not. 

Yoongi had been ignoring you all day for some reason. You finally had enough and asked him why he was ignoring you. You grabbed him by his wrist pulled him towards yourself and gave him a kiss. You tried to pour all your frustration in that kiss and he felt it. He smiled against your lips. “Stop being a jerk” you told him. He chuckled and looked in your eyes. “I am not ignoring you y/n, I am just stressed” At those words you kissed him again. “Better?” You smiled up at him. “If I get kisses like this every time I get stressed and not pay attention to you, then I shall do this everyday” he would smile his specially gummy smile at you.


I think he would be taken aback initially because it would be so sudden but he wouldnt be too embarrassed about it like Jin. I can see him erupting into giggles at your behaviour because he would find it very adorable. 

Namjoon had been busy the whole day. He was getting phone calls from here , there and everywhere. As a result the plan to spend the day with with you had been sabotaged. You stood on your tippy toes in front of him and pouted. You pointed to your lips and he immediately understood. He chuckled and bent down to give you what you wanted. “Any specific reason for trying to kill me with your cuteness today y/n?” he smiled warmly. You shook your head and walked away happy that your boyfriend paid a lil bit of attention to you.


Hoseok would be really happy if you did it spontaneously I think. He would be into cute displays of affection like this so he would love it that you tried to get his attention with a kiss, and he would oblige right away. 

He was busy texting his sister, which was okay with you, but you wanted him to pay attention to you too. You moved closer to him and looped your arm around his neck. “Hopie” you whispered and kissed his neck. He chuckled lightly, however he was still texting. You sighed. You took the phone from his hand and put it on your side of the bed. You cupped his face and kissed him. “ Did my jagi want my attention?” He asked in a cute voice. You nodded. “You are way too adorable for me to ignore you” he would lightly tap your nose, and give you a bear squeezy hug, and leave kisses all over your face making you giggle.


He would be surprised when you kissed him out of nowhere, and he would laugh. But he would just die internally at how cute you were being and get all shy and blushy (cue fluffy chimchim)

You were very hyper for some reason and Jimin had his hands full with you. He went to take a breather, but again you followed him out. “Chimchim..” you tapped his shoulder. When he turned to look at you, you hid behind him and tapped his other shoulder. When he turned around you placed a kiss on his lips. “Jagi!! Stop it. Why are you doing this to me?” he would whine and hide his face in his hands making you laugh. “Because I love you” you would kiss the hands that were placed on his face and run away. He would sigh and just give up with you but he wouldn’t be able to stop smiling.


I think he would be a lot like Hoseok. He would be just be all giddy, giggly, and smiley. He wouldn’t get enough of your kiss so he would ask for more and then you would have trouble on your hands. 

He was busy playing overwatch (haha no surprise). He wasn’t paying attention to you and also broke his promise of cuddling. You went up to him and hugged him from behind and tightened your arms around his torso. You kissed his shoulder, and made your way upto his neck. “Y/n that tickles” he warned you and laughed. You changed your mind and sat on his lap. You kissed his cheek lightly and his cheeks tinted a shade of pink. “My lips are pretty too. They deserve a kiss as well” and he would pout. When you kissed him softly he would kiss your nose softly in return. “For distracting me your punishment is… A tickle attack!!” and then he would proceed to tickle you filling the house with sounds of laughter.


Kookie would get shy as soon as you kissed him. He would smile and he wouldn’t be able to contain the butterflies that were erupting in his stomach because of it. He would just giggle and blush because it was the most adorable thing ever.

He was completely immersed in the movie that you guys were watching. He didn’t respond when you asked him what he wanted for dinner. You snaked your arms around his neck from the back of the couch and started leaving kisses on his jaw. That didn’t do anything, so as a last resort you popped your head in front of him which scared him a little. While laughing you pecked his lips. “Are we back to reality yet?” You asked while smiling. His face flushed red, and he looked down trying to avoid eye contact with you. He nodded his head. “So what do you want for dinner?” You asked as you finally had his attention. “Anything” he replied, but he didn’t care what you gave him because his heart was reeling with happiness.

Hope you liked this one. It was a really cute and adorable request. I loved writing it, so thank you for requesting anon. Send in other requests if you got some. Dont be shy 😊❤️

Self-destructive tendencies - Tony Stark x Reader

Summary : Reader is in love with Tony, but Tony is dating Pepper…until she dumps him, and the Iron Man keeps coming to our dear reader for comfort (nothing sexual…yet). Warning for language.

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You always had a massive crush on Tony Stark, even though he was quite a bit older than you. And when he started dating his long time “assistant” Pepper Potts, your heart shattered. In a way though, maybe it was for the best, he didn’t have exactly a good reputation with his relationship with women…

They stayed together two years, and one day, she broke up with him. And the reasons why didn’t surprise you one bit. He was a difficult man to live with. But you couldn’t help but think Pepper should have known better. Like, she knew him since a long time, and she knew how he was…So why get with him if she couldn’t handle his way of being ? Especially since Tony actually put in a lot of effort in. He stopped drinking, he tried to remember important dates such as birthday and anniversary, even her name day ! And he often took her out, just the two of them…

But she wanted more, apparently. She wanted him to stop being the Iron Man and take more care of her. She wanted him to change some important parts of his personality…and that just couldn’t work. You didn’t get it. Again, she knew how he was, and she knew some things would stay the same…So why breaking up with him for those reasons ?

In your eyes, she just didn’t love him enough to accept all of him. And it broke your heart a bit, because no matter how much of an asshole Tony was, he deserved better. He deserved someone who understood that, since he got kidnapped in Afghanistan, and since the Alien attack on NYC, he wasn’t the same man anymore.

But what could you do ? He’d never look at you in another way than a little sister, you were too young. And he was still in love with her…

You were brooding in your office one late night when you heard a knock on your door. Only one person could come knock on your door at 4 am…

Tony fucking Stark. And he was drunk. So drunk.

-Heyyyyyyy youuUUUuuuUUuuuu. Came by the neighborhood, thought I’d…Check on you or something.

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Okay guys, so I have to tell you… I went to see them in Texas :) I don’t even know what to say cause it still feels surreal. But first things first. Before people ask, I did not film. I took some pics but they were not that good. It was a magical experience and I did not know what to expect at all. So, about 8pm they came out. There was no introduction, the moderator jumped right into the questions. I will try to mention the questions in the order they were asked. First question was, “If you could be president at any time in history, which time period would you choose?” Hillary said she thinks it would’ve been interesting to be with the founders when they wrote the constitution and then she mentioned George Washington, saying how a great leader he was because he understood the need to have term limits. (The word “leader” and “leadership” was mentioned a lot at the beginning). Then Bill gave his answer, he said something about human species and Ethiopia. I gotta confirm that yes, his mind is incredible and you can tell he knows so much and the way he formulates his thoughts is unique. I don’t even know. He also talks a lot and takes some time to respond (just like Chelsea haha). I think the second question was about Mandela and the moderator mentioned those bracelets that Bill wears. This time, Bill answered first he ignored the bracelet comment lol and instead talked about Mandela. Then after he finished Hillary was like; “Why don’t you tell the story about the bracelet you are wearing?” So he did. It has to do with Colombia and some children who sing. (I’m sorry I don’t remember their names and the story is too long to write). Third question was “If Comey was here what would say to him?” Hahaha. Hillary started, and she basically said what we have heard her say on her book tour; that she still doesn’t get why he did what he did etc. After she was done, Bill said to the moderator “I’m glad you didn’t ask me that question” lol we all laughed he got a little red and hillary giggled. it was cute. Fourth question, “if Trump was here, what would you say to him?” We giggled along with billary, and it took awhile for them to respond. So, they were giggling and Hillary looked at bill for a second and then Bill said: “that look right there. That look you know, because you’ve been married for over 25 years. That look that says “you know i support you and I will be with you all the way but you have to jump off the cliff now and answer first” HAHAHA We all laughed and Hillary too. (did that make sense? i dont know how to describe it any better). And then lol Bill answered first. But their answers were pretty similar. They basically said they would tell Trump that it’s not too late to change course, that he still can change his behavior and leave a better legacy. There were no mean jokes no negative comments. Right after, the moderator said “When Michelle Obama talked about taking the high road, you guys are a prime example.” I think the next question was about Russia and cyber security. Their answers were too long so I wont go into details. I will just say it was really interesting. Next question was, “is there any silver lining of not being at the White House right now?” Hillary, said yes, that they get to spend more time with the grand kids and that new grassroots organizations have emerged and people are energized. Bill agreed and said “the grand kids thing cannot be overstated” He mentioned that on Thursday he was over at Chelsea’s and Aidan is obsessed with numbers (duh, obviously. He is a Clinton after all lol) and that on Thursday night Charlotte made him read a princess book with her lol and he gladly did lol. Now, I’m sorry but I don’t remember what was the next question. There weren’t a lot of questions but their answers were long and very thoughtful. So, the last question was about legacy. PS: when the moderator said “we only have time for one more question” everybody went “oh nooooooo” lol. So, Bill started by saying that legacy it’s about how you keep scores. Which it shapes how you build your legacy. Then he said, that life is about “get caught trying” because there are no permanent loses or wins. What matters is if you try. And then he said, “that is why I love and admire her more today than on November 8. Because she tried″ The audience went “awwwww” it was so sweet and she was beaming. So, then Hillary said she doesn’t think about legacy because there are so many things to do right now and so many things she’s focused on. Then out of nowhere she mentioned how this was their first event together, and she told us how important it was for her to see how many people came to see them and how many support them, and that they will both continue to be active. I was intrigued by her comment tbh… Because, I think Hilary being Hillary, she probably wasn’t sure how they would be received etc. And i gotta say, the audience was amazing. I gotta give a shout out to my fellow Texans right now cause they were great. For real. Everybody was excited.  We interacted with them, there were a lot of respect and admiration for both of them. Which I think Hillary felt it and that’s why she commented that. So, I think doing more events together might be a new option for them… Also the pavilion was packed. So, that was it. :) I probably have left some stuff out. I apologize. But the event was amazing, Bill and Hillary were amazing. Dallas was amazing. It was a perfect day. I hope we can find a video of the event simply because it was great. I hope this was the first of many events they will do together. I say this, not only because I am their fan but because it was a really good conversation. The way they think, how they compliment each other’s answers and how they play along with each other. I am really grateful to have gone & I wish you were all there with me. byeeeee I’m out

That Would Be Enough


Warnings: none (that’s a lie- google translated spanish lol)

Tags: none

Time Period: modern

Notes: i’m writing this in the middle of class and i require assistance (pls save me from this hell)

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Family, Friends, Feelings (part 1)

request by winter-soldiers-doll Hey could I request a got7 imagine when the reader is Jackson’s sister and she comes to visit him but she ends up meeting all the other members as well and her and JB start to like each other.

Jaebum x reader 

Summary: You were just planning to visit your brother for a bit before your teaching job began. You didn’t plan to become close to GOT7 and maybe closer to one member in particular

Genre: fluff/romance

a/n hope you like it thanks for the fabulous request. Also I kind of love this idea so much I am turning it into a series so stay tuned. ~JJ

You landed in Seoul around 7 pm. Your heart was racing and you couldn’t wait to run out of the airport to see your brother Jackson. You were studying abroad in weren’t able to see him all the times he visited home with GOT7. It had been almost 2 years since you last spoke in person. The reason you were visiting was because you were starting an English teacher job in Seoul in a month but came early to spend time with Jackson who had a break in between comebacks. Since your apartment in Seoul wasn’t ready you were staying at the GOT7 dorm which made you nervous but excited to meet the members. 

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What’s Good About Rika

Hey everyone! Okay so recently on the Mystic Messenger fandom I’ve been seeing so much drama revolving about Rika and all of the bad things she’s done, like there are so many people spreading hate about the character and causing drama with people because of it. Honestly being the way I am, it kind of makes me sad seeing so many people being so negative, why doesn’t anyone look at the good things Rika has done? 

So that’s why I’m making this post! I want to share around all of the good things I believe Rika has done. Even though she definitely has done some terrible things, I firmly believe there are a lot of good things she has done as well! So here we are:

(There’s quite a bit of spoilers revolving around Rika here so don’t read if you haven’t finished the main story and don’t want to be spoiled (nothing in the DLC is mentioned other than secret endings))

- Creating the RFA 

Honestly one of the best and warm-hearted things that Rika has done is creating ‘Rika’s Fundraising Association’. It is stated in the game that she started this organisation so she could raise money and help those in need by donating all the money to charities. This is so she could help people achieve happiness and not have to go through much pain and suffering… my opinion this is a very sincere and compassionate thing to do! I believe that being able to organise all of these large and majestic parties must take a lot of time, but she also does it to help others which is utterly inspiring. There are not many people in this world that are willing to go to these lengths to help out, so it definitely stands out as one of the best things she has done.

- Volunteer Work 

In the game, it is mentioned by Yoosung that he and Rika used to do volunteer work. Now I know this isn’t as big a thing as creating the RFA, but I still think it should be mentioned. It shows that outside of RFA, Rika still did a lot of kind things to help people out, so she was very committed to this belief to create happiness within people in need of it. Again, I think this is a very selfless thing to do and shows how compassionate she can be.

- Being a Role Model 

Now most people would agree that Yoosung talks a lot about Rika throughout the game, honestly a little too much, but remember there is a very good reason for this! Rika acted majorly as Yoosung’s role model throughout his life, always inspiring him and encouraging him to do well in school….honestly Yoosung aspired to be like Rika~ Now let’s also not forget that Rika also even acted all happy in front of Yoosung, as she didn’t want to let him down… it is very controversial as this also suggests she was being fake and all that type of stuff, but I personally think that it’s the thought that counts ^^ I just appreciate that she was willing to act happy in front of Yoosung as she didn’t want to disappoint him with her more depressing side.

Not only was Rika a role model to Yoosung, but she was also a role model to pretty much the entirety of the RFA members. Don’t you ever wonder why Rika is mentioned so much by the characters? Well that’s because they look up to her! Rika has been described as a caring young woman and just an amazing person with her bright charisma, deep care and selfless attitude towards others. To be completely honest, before 707′s route and the secret endings, I did believe that she was an entirely good soul and even I wanted to be like her. After that route and secret endings that completely changed though lol

- Helping Jumin

Now we’re getting to some minor stuff, but I still think it’s worth at least thinking about. So in Jumin’s route, our lovely Jumin mentions that Rika was the only one that (he believed) understood him. Rika would always talk to Jumin about how she thinks he is lonely and how she wants to help him with it. This leads to her being the generous girl she is and trying to think of things to get him that will help. She soon later buys a boring and long book to help him fall asleep on nights he can’t, which is quite a nice sentiment, and then going out of her way to buy him a cat so he won’t be lonely all the time. This cat is who we know today as Jumin’s beloved Elizabeth the 3rd! I think that at least trying to help him and being willing to talk to him about his problems is nice, and I think it’s a good thing that his power and money doesn’t even matter to her as she sees him as a good friend ^^ It’s not really mentioned much on what specifically Rika has done to help Jumin, but those are some things I can remember and that I think is quite compassionate and warm-hearted.

- Encouraging Zen

Now Zen was first introduced to the RFA through Rika. She was one of his biggest fans and absolutely adored his acting! This leads up to her buying him flowers and congratulating him after a show, not even showing a bit of care for his looks. All she cared about was what he was good at and his passion: acting. Now I think this must have been really shocking to Zen, because think about it, Zen has been admired by so many people through his life, but it’s mostly because of his looks and never really for his acting. So this young, aspiring musical actor being confronted by a fan of his acting, must have really encouraged him! I know if I was in his position I would feel super good about myself. Rika also makes it a point to try and help Zen’s career by introducing him to Jumin. Now even though Zen doesn’t accept Jumin’s help, the matter of Rika just wanting to help him shows her compassionate and kind-hearted nature, she really can be a lovely person.

Wow! That was definitely a lot more writing than I expected!! Haha anyways, I hope you liked reading this, and if you can, please try and share this around since I think people should be aware of good things that Rika has actually done ^^~

Honestly her character is pretty great, as it goes to show that even the best of people can still have their own problems and insecurities. So remember that even with all this hate going around, Rika isn’t completely a bad person, she still has done a lot of good things.

Actually to be completely honest, I’m not even a big fan of Rika, but I still can’t deny she’s a really good character and a lot of her acts are very inspiring! I still get annoyed when the characters mention her though. So thanks to whoever has been reading this, I hope you’re all excited for V’s Route!! I sure know I am~💖Also btw Cheritz you are angels for releasing that opening, I love you guys so much! You are honestly too good to us~

Only Fools Rush In

Title: Only Fools Rush In

Human!Castiel x Reader

Word Count: 2,285

Warnings: suspense, angst, fluff, smut. It’s got basically everything. Woot.

A/N: This was an Anon request, I think. For some reason, I didn’t write down who requested it, but here it is. 😊 I didn’t keep exactly to the request, but it’s close enough. Haha. My brain does weird things. Bold italics are lyrics. (GIF not mine)

Request: “Can you do a Suuuuuper smutty fluffy Castiel x Reader based on Can’t help Falling in Love. One if Cas’ first hunts as a human and the reader has to save him from getting himself killed, the reader had always had the worst luck with men and didnt want a relationship, but everything about cas just makes her heart light up and even though she doesn’t want to admit it she loves literally everything he does <3 thank youuuuu I love your works <3”

Your chest heaved as you pressed yourself against the frigid brick wall. Just a few seconds. You just needed a few seconds to catch your breath and think. Cas mimicked your movements beside you, huffing and puffing as he pressed himself firmly the alley wall.

The poor angel had probably never run that hard, not since he lost his grace. And even though he was human, he clenched his angel blade at his side, holding it at the ready for when the renegade angels rounded the corner.

And moments later, they did, running full force towards you. They each clutched their own long, silver blades as they rushed down the alley towards you. Shit. That was barely enough time to catch your breath.

You couldn’t run anymore, not without a few more seconds of rest. Your legs shook beneath you as you leaned against the wall for support. You really didn’t know how much longer you could do this.

Cas grabbed your hand and pulled you away from the angels, and out towards the road. You gripped his hand as he pulled you closely behind him. Damn, even as a human, Cas had stamina.

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Huntress- Part One: Screw You

Sam x Daughter!Reader, takes place in S12 E1, so warning: SPOILERS

“I’ve been tortured by the devil himself and this is what you’ve got? A cold shower?” The man snarled. You lent back in your chair, curious and yet dreading whatever was next.
There was a woman behind you, gun aimed at your head to assure you didn’t try anything. Toni insisted you watched what was happening. You saw her walk on into view, her cold stare was even piercing through a screen.
She watched him as he began to shiver. You didn’t want to, you wanted to look away, to find the water works and break the pipes. Something.

But you knew you had to watch.

Shivering, his soaking body leaned forward and he managed those same two words.
“Screw,” He took a deep breath “You.”

Without warning, Toni jabbed a needle in the side of his neck and within seconds he was out cold. You winced at the thought. Toni used the same routine with every one of them.

You felt a strong hand grab your upper arm and drag you into standing up. It was no use fighting at this point. They then tugged you along the corridor and threw open the door. There he was: his head hanging low, brown hair covering his closed eyes.
“Put her in the corner.” Toni nodded towards the chains.


They snapped the harsh metal onto your wrists and threw you to the floor. Your scorched foot scraped against the dirty floor, stinging the wounds even through a bandage. You took in a sharp breath and closed your eyes, throwing your head back against the wall.
“Sweet dreams.”

You watched. You did nothing but watch as the man heaved himself up on to his feet. One foot was bandaged like yours, the other just plastered in the dust and dirt of the floor. He had unintentionally ripped jeans, a dark checked shirt draping over his broad shoulders and just a little above the shoulder length shaggy hair that surprisingly suited him.
Feeling the harsh grip of the chains surrounding your wrists, you continued to observe him.
With the help of the chair -originally for you- he limped towards the trapdoor-like wooden panels. But they were as chained together as your hands.

You stay perfectly still. Only your eyes moved, following him hobble around the room.

Completely unaware of you slumped in the corner; he hit one of the doors with his fist and shouted. You sighed to yourself.
The dried blood tracing your face was uncomfortable to say the least. Your black eye was a constant reminder that you lost. You lost the fight and now here you were.

You murmured “I wouldn’t bother.”. His head snapped to face you instantly, clearly shocked by your sudden outburst. “Who-,” He stumbled slightly so grabbed the wall to steady himself “Who are you?”

You continued to watch him with the same blank expression. Maybe not blank. Maybe just tired. He, however, looked evidently shocked and yet also curious. “Good question.” You huffed.

“My name’s Sam…Winchester.” He said it in such a way, as though he expected a reaction when he added his surname. Instead, it just confirmed your suspicions.
“Y/N…” You whispered, looking away from him.
“When did you get here?” He asked, limping over to you. He crouched down as best he could in front of you, far more concerned about you than you thought he would be.

“Last night. You were unconscious…” you trailed off.

You answered him as best you could. He didn’t deserve someone being uselessly vague at this point. His eyes noticed the bandage covering your foot, followed by his face dropping and his sympathetic eyes returning to look at you.
“How old are you?” He tilted his head, his eyebrows still knitted together.
You open your mouth to speak but the floor was taken by that wretched voice: “Morning all.”

You scowl and glare at her, shifting slightly to face her general direction. The metal scraped across the floor in attempt to keep you down.
If it wasn’t for those chains you’d be making a beeline for the door behind her. “Hello, Y/N. I see you’ve met our new arrival,” She stopped on the last step to look between you both and smiled to herself “Look familiar?” She asked you, nodding towards ‘Sam’.

“Piss off.” You scoff, rolling your eyes. 

“I presume she hasn’t told you.” Toni turned her attention away from you.

“She’s just a kid.” He sounded almost hurt by this. Confused.

“She’s not a kid,” Toni paused to eye you “She’s your child.” Toni said the words so clearly and loudly no one could miss it. You knew really. They’d been threatening you with the possibility of finding a Winchester for long enough. Especially the famous Sam Winchester. You stared at the floor, finding an interesting slate to stare at. Intense- you felt the silence staring you down.

“…What?” Sam…your dad…managed.

“You heard me.” Silence. A sigh. “Does the name Rebecca Brooks mean anything to you?”

You almost looked up at the mention of your Mum. Despite everything, even though you knew it was her fault for getting you into this mess, her fault that…well…nevermind…you still missed her. You still wanted your revenge.
‘Screw you’ you thought.

“You’re serious?” Sam sounded exhausted and yet so determined to distinguish the truth from the lies. You knew the feeling.

“Rebecca Brooks. Studying Zoology at Stanford University. You two had a one night stand. Of course you did. Two post hunters who’d but escaped the life- you understood each other.” She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear to make herself perfect again. “It’s a pity you forgot what protection was.” You knew that was aimed at you but you didn’t give her the satisfaction of reacting “No more than a month later she ran back to England. I may be manipulative, Sam. But I don’t lie…” She paused and you felt her stare at you “I won’t lie.”

“I thought she just dropped out…” Sam mumbled to himself.

“No. She saw you with Jessica and decided it would be best to leave. Back to England. To raise a child without a father…She was brave.” Toni moved toward the pair of you, she knew full well Sam wouldn’t hurt her. Not with her partner in the doorway- armed. And not with you in such a vulnerable position.
You frowned…since when did Toni have any respect for your Mum? “brave”. The word circled your mind. She was brave, but not in Toni’s eyes. “Why did you say that?” You squint up at her, determined to find the answer.

“Say what?” She sounded taken back by your curiosity.

“You said she was brave.” You stated.

“Oh. She was. We trained her well. It wasn’t her that was the problem, Y/N. It was you.” 

You frown again: “Oh sure that clears things up.” You mumble, rolling your eyes.

She stood above you, not bothering to crouch down to your level like Sam did. “I trust you’re still listening.” She said, holding out her taser so it was in your view.
You move your head to face her, glancing up through your fringe.

“Good.” She jabbed the taser at your upper arm. Immediately, you flinched at the touch, your entire body trying to withdraw itself unsuccessfully.
But nothing happened. She hadn’t activated it. “Screw you.” You spat, eyeing Sam for a split second.

Laughing, she folded her arms over her chest and tilted her head slightly. “I’d have loved for your mother to see you now. What do you think she would say?”

“I doubt you’d listen.” You roll your eyes.
Laughing under her breath, she nodded to herself. “Oh but we would. I would.”

“I’m going to give you a chance to get to know each other. Then we can have some fun.” Toni smiled before upping and leaving.
“Oh and Sam, there’s a reason she’s chained up and you’re not.” Sam’s eyes traced the chains up to the wall “Physical strength isn’t always the best asset…Even for a hunter.”

The door closed, followed by the sound of keys, then a lock.

Silence took over the room. Maybe it was awkward. Maybe not. You were too focused on correctly assembling the information in your mind to notice. You knew someone had to say something.

“Are you really my Dad?” You asked quietly, you didn’t realise it would come out as such a whisper. 

‘Why ask?’ You thought. It would have made it easy for him to say no. But, you knew he was.
Your Mum always spoke about the ‘American college boy’. But this was his chance to decline. This was his chance to shake his head. His chance to disown you.
Who knows, you might have taken it.

The man nodded. “I think,” 

'Last chance' you thought, eyeing the cameras.

“Yeah. I think I am”

Huntress- P2: Family Reunion

Thanks for reading! I’m always taking ideas to improve or add to the next parts so feel free to drop me an ask! Part two will be based loosely around episode 2 of S12. I’m following the storyline while also incorporating my own so bear with if it doesn’t always fit together perfectly: I haven’t read the script obviously haha.

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the three different ways i’ve experienced astral travel! 4/13/17

there are three different types of astral travel that i have! ill go more into detail about them here bc i feel that it’ll help ppl understand that there is no one version of astral travel. its 100% different for each person, so much so that i have three different types! 

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Can’t help | l.h

Originally posted by 5sospicturesque

Prompt: Loosely based on the song Can’t help falling in love

Word count: 1,829

A/N: So much fluff you might die

I walked in to see her in nothing but my worn out t-shirt and panties. She was jamming out to some weird remix playing on the radio, shouting her made up lyrics off-key. I couldn’t keep in my chuckle as she excitedly rocked her air guitar and whipped her hair like she was a rockstar from the 70s. I made my way to the kitchen and wrapped my arms around her energetic body, making her jump a little.

“Luke. You scared me to death dude.” She breathed, getting tired from her previous “rock show”.

“When will you stop calling your boyfriend dude?” I chuckled, pressing my lips to her sweaty forehead.

“Never.” She poked her tongue out teasingly while running away from my grasp. I shook my head at her childlikeness before rushing towards her, scooping her up and throwing her down onto the couch.

“Alright Titch. I still need to work on some stuff, but I’ll come down soon and help you with dinner okay?” I pecked her pouty lips before walking to my office.

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Cosmic Child [pt 5] (Jason Todd X Reader)

A/N: okay firstly, I am so addicted to writing this story I couldn’t help myself. Secondly, I didn’t mean for this to be so angsty but well here you go HAHA

Humans loved to look attractive; physically, at least. You didn’t know what was your “fashion sense”, as Dick had mentioned before, you didn’t even know if you had one.

You stared into your closet for a solid twenty minutes, looking through the old but still good clothes that the Wayne girls’ had given to you. They only visited once since you came, prompted by the news of Bruce adopting yet another child. They were all very kind, and beautiful, both inside and out. You wondered if you were beautiful.

You walked over to the mirror and stared at your human body. Ironically, you didn’t know what constituted as beautiful despite being so quick to have decided that girls like Barbara, Stephanie and Cassandra were. Feeling a sense of self-consciousness, you tore your gaze away from the reflective surface. You weren’t supposed to be able to feel insecure but everyday you found yourself becoming more and more human; and humans were very insecure.

Deciding to grab some dresses and ask for the opinion of Jason, you walked over to his room and entered; only to find that he was still showering. It’d been two hours since you last saw him in the Batcave. Why did he need such a long shower?

A part of you actually knew, you knew what he meant when he said what he said to you in the Batcave. He was… attracted to you, physically, at least. Did that make you beautiful? Perhaps. Perhaps not.

You sat on Jason’s bed, in a daze, hugging the dresses closely to your chest. He said you could get new clothes after dinner later; would better clothes make you beautiful? What was beauty?

“(Y/N)?” Jason’s voice pulled you out of your daze, “what’re you doing here?” He asked, standing in front of his open bathroom door, a towel hung loosely from his hips. He had some faint scars on his body; but regardless, you thought he looked beautiful.

“I needed an opinion,” you said meekly, feeling your self-consciousness get worser by the second, “on clothing.” You gestured at the dresses in your arms, “I don’t know which one will make me… look beautiful.”

Jason blinked. He watched as you looked like you were having an internal struggle on his bed. Why were you so worried about your appearance all of a sudden? He remembered the first few days you were here, you literally didn’t care how you looked; you never gave a damn about anything superficial, really.

“Hey,” he said, smiling gently, “I’m sure you’ll look beautiful in anything.”

What he said lifted a weight off your shoulders, but as you sat, chatting, with him, Dick and their friend Koriand'r on the couch, you were starting to doubt his words’ genuineness.

When Koriand'r of Tamaran arrived a bit too early, you four decided to stay in the manor for an hour more before leaving for dinner together.

Koriand'r, or Kori, was beautiful. She was so gorgeous you understood why Dick and Jason paid so much attention to her. However, surprisingly to you, she paid most of her attention to you.

Upon seeing you for the first time, she instantly froze, her eyes widened in disbelief. “The Diamond of Cassiopeia,” she said, “you’re the brightest star of the constellation Cassiopeia,” Kori took your hands in hers, not caring that she looked childishly excited, “why are you on Earth? Why have you become human?”

You didn’t know what to say. This beautiful woman was looking at you like you the most precious thing on Earth. “Asteria and Zeus clashed and the energy forced me out of Cassiopeia and onto Earth,” was all you could say; but it was enough for her to understand.

Kori’s face had an expression of admiration. “It is truly an honour to meet you; I am Koriand'r of Tamaran. Or at least, I used to be.”

Tamaran. You could only vaguely remember the planet; you never bothered too much about it. However, seeing her reminded you of home, regardless of her origin, her presence truly felt like home.

After Kori’d managed to calm down a little, the four of you sat on the couch but only the three of them spoke. They were catching up on their various lives and past missions.

For the first time in your life on Earth, you felt truly out of place. Despite Kori having chosen to sit beside you, with Dick by her other side and Jason by yours, you felt like you were a bother. Awkwardly sitting in between them, preventing them from being able to sit closer to one another.

For the entire hour, you were quiet, sometimes you looked at Jason, hoping to catch his attention, but he didn’t notice once. You were beginning to feel the same self-consciousness from before weighing on you; you felt unwell.

When the dreadful hour passed, Dick finally suggested that it was time for dinner. You were hopeful that dinner would be different, that perhaps you would fit in more; that maybe Jason would look at you. While you weren’t wrong, you certainly weren’t right, either.

At the rather fancy-looking restaurant where the four of you ate dinner, you managed to speak quite a lot with Dick and Kori. Jason, however, spent more time staring at your table’s waitress.

While you really enjoyed learning more about Dick and Kori whilst sharing about yourself, you found your heart aching a little more every time the waitress came over to speak to Jason. You felt a strange, strong emotion whenever Jason paid so much attention to her. She was beautiful, though, so you supposed you couldn’t blame him.

As you nibbled on whatever food you’d ordered, you could hear Jason whispering something to the waitress. She giggled and walked off towards the washrooms. Jason followed after. You dropped your fork, catching the attention of your friends.

“(Y/N),” Dick asked worriedly, “are you okay?”

You looked at him, feeling ashamed of your strange, selfishly negative emotions towards the waitress and Jason. “I… I don’t know why but I’m- I’m sad about Jason and the waitress,” you stumbled on your words.

“Oh, (Y/N),” Kori cooed, taking your hand, “it’s normal to feel that way if…” she glanced at Dick, and he at her, “you really…” she struggled to find the right words. The Tamarean knew that she could just tell you what she wanted to say in a crude and straightforward manner; but seeing you in such distress at your newfound emotions, she knew she had to be gentle.

However, before either she or Dick got the chance to say anything, they saw you look towards your side; their gaze followed. Jason’d returned from the washroom, he looked disheveled and a bit breathless.

You felt your heart break. You didn’t know everything about humans but you understood the concept of promiscuity. “(Y/N)-” Dick tried to defuse the situation but was thrown off by you suddenly standing up.

“I don’t… I don’t feel well,” your breathing was heavy and uneven, “I think I’ll go home.” You clumsily pealed off the towel a waiter had previously laid on your lap and quickly strode to the exit.

You felt so many emotions at once, your head pounded painfully, your heart was aching, you couldn’t breathe properly. You wondered how humans could handle so much at once. Being human was difficult.

You felt the urge to run far away, and so you did. You ran in a random direction along the streets of Gotham. Occasionally there would be large groups of people but you ignored their stares, their judgemental looks. You ran until your legs couldn’t carry you, until your face was wet from tears; you ran until you weren’t running anymore.

The wind that caressed your face was calming and pleasant as you found yourself soaring through the sky. You flew towards the stars. You wanted to go home.

As Jason was halfway to the dinner table, he watched as you scrambled to leave; he caught a glimpse of your distressed expression.

He desperately wanted to go after you but was stopped by Dick suddenly grabbing him by the collar. Gasps rang around the establishment. Kori watched with nonchalance as she cracked her knuckles.

“Jason,” Dick sighed, angry and disappointed, “please, please don’t tell me (Y/N) means nothing to you.”

Jason looked away in shame, he knew how bad what he allegedly did looked, but both he and the waitress knew the truth.

He recalled how the waitress practically jumped on him, kissing him wildly. Jason kissed her back but for some reason, he couldn’t feel what he wanted to feel. He felt disgusted, actually. He imagined your smiling face; your fierce sense of protection over him; the feeling of your arms around him in bed.

He thought that a careless fling could make him forget you but clearly he was wrong. He remembered the indignant look on the stranger’s face as he pushed her off of him. She slapped him before storming off, clearly disappointed in him. He was disappointed in himself, too.

However, it was only when he saw you, near tears, running away, when he felt the full repercussions of his actions. He was so invested in trying to make himself forget, he never considered how you would’ve felt.

As he was being glared at by his brother, Jason thought about how if being killed by the Joker again meant letting him erase what he’d done to you, he’d gladly hand Joker the crowbar.

anonymous asked:

(((hi!! i really love your headcanons and gosh u just put so much character into these dorks ur amazing))) can i ask for MC getting drunk after a fight w/ Seven + V + Saeran, finding her and driving her back home? (Extra points if she sleeps in the car on the while the boys apologize lmao)

I wasn’t too sure on where to go with this, so it might be a little all over the place. I also hope you don’t mind I did headcannons, thank you so much for saying that, it means a lot. 

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