and if anyone comments about the year being wrong i will punch a hole in the wall

Off Limits (Skam - Chris x OC) Part 4

Pairing: Chris x OC

Synopsis: Mara Magnusson has always had everything she ever wanted in life, except for one thing. The boyish charm of her brother’s childhood friend had wrecked her poor heart and ruined her for any other guy – you can trust her, she has tried. She could see the way he looked at her, though she knew there were rules about not hitting on your best friend’s little sister. Luckily for her, there were no restrictions when it was the other way around.

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Chris’ head has started spinning long before he downed his first bottle of beer, or the second. He watched Mara walk around the house like she was the one hosting the party, handing beers to people, cheering and drinking with them, laughing with strangers that the alcohol cursing in her veins turned into momentary friends.  She looked as joyful and careless as ever, no one would guess she just dropped the biggest bomb ever.

There was a certain lack of logic in his reasoning, but Chris figured that since his head was already a mess, the alcohol might do more good than bad, and maybe it would make him numb. Then it would hurt less to watch her go about like nothing at all happened, like she didn’t just wreck his world and put him in a very bad place. Mara forced Chris to make a choice he has been postponing for far too long.

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Little Brat

Overall Summary: You are the oldest of the Durins and you live your life happily until the day Smaug attacks. That is when you lost the trust of your little brother, Thorin.

Chapter Summary: A sparring session leads to a confession.

Pairing: Thorin x Sister!Reader; OC x Reader

A/N: I had this goal of updating all of my series before the day comes to an end, but I failed because I didn’t update the Aim of Elves and I don’t plan to before the end of the night. I’m exhausted. Anyway, happy reading.

Previous Chapter: Chapter 6

Next Chapter: Chapter 8


The next morning, you wake up to a knock on the door. 

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The Avengers and the Media

Based on my headcanons here. People seemed to like them, so I whipped this up because I needed fluff. 


The GIF of Steven Colbert feeling up Captain America’s bicep becomes an internet sensation within seconds of it happening.

The GIF of Steve Rogers turning to the camera, looking right at it, and saying “no homo” in a perfect deadpan almost breaks the internet.

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CONVERGENT - Chapter IV (MagCon/Divergent Cross Over)

You let out a loud laugh that sounded like a shriek as Shawn tried to smear chocolate all over your face. The table you were at erupted in laughter, the men encouraging Shawn and the women telling him to stop. Soon enough, Four began trying to get Tris too, Jacob tried to get Mahogany who was across the table, Eric was literally throwing chocolate at Christina and Brent was trying not to get any on his shirt. 

You heard a familiar voice clear their throat. You whipped your head around and saw that it was Matt, Johnson, Carter and Aaron.

“Hi, guys. Sorry to interrupt, but (y/n), we’re going back to the dorms now, it’s nearly nine. Were you going to come, or?” Matt drifted off as he shifted his weight from foot to foot, probably feeling awkward from being so near such intimidating Dauntless authorities. 

“Oh,” your eyes widened, almost forgetting. “Right, right. I’m coming.” you put down your fork on the now empty plate. As you got up, the talking stopped and the eyes of everyone sitting at the table were on you. 

“Where are you going?” Tris frowned. You didn’t realize she actually paid any attention to you. 

“Oh, right. How rude of me,” you laughed nervously. “I’ve gotta go back to the dorms. Lights out is in a few minutes, Mahogany’s rules.” you sneaked an accusing glance at Mahogany who gave a guilty grin. You could have sworn you heard Jacob’s heart flutter a little. 

“Ugh, you’re so hard on these kids, Mahogany. Remember when were initiates? We hated our instructors for being so stingy with the curfews.” Tris light-heartedly chastised Mahogany, earning a chuckle from the red headed instructor.

“Right, and you always got enough sleep for the day ahead, didn’t you?” Mahogany retorted. Tris only rolled her eyes, a smile on her lips. 

“Well, I should go. Thanks for inviting me to eat dinner with all of you.” you smiled over at Four and Shawn. 

“Don’t sweat it, (y/n).” Four gave you a lazy half smile that you returned.

“I’ll walk with you, I’ve gotta go to my dorm too anyways.” Shawn wiped his hands on his pants sloppily as he got up. Boys. 

Shawn and you joined the little group of Dauntless transfers as they exited.

It was silent. Like, dead silent as you walked back to the dorms. Johnson and Aaron were busy having an exasperated conversation about the bruises that were forming on their bodies from the fight they had lost earlier. Matt tried to busy himself by staring at the highly fascinating stone walls on either sides of you. Carter was inspecting the huge blotch of blue on his arm that certainly wasn’t there yesterday, dragging his badly injured leg behind him as he walked, putting a limp to it, and Shawn was occupying himself with whistling a song you’ve never heard of before. Must be a Dauntless song. 

“How come you don’t look so bad, (y/n)?” Carter called out, raising an eyebrow. But the smirk on his face told you that he knew something.

“Are you kidding? I have a bruise the size of your head on my stomach.” you shoved Carter playfully. 

She’s just good at hiding things, that’s all.” Matt’s tone was so sharp, the pain struck you. His lips were in that big smile he does when he’s joking but his eyes weren’t squinted, it was wide and mean. It was the kind of crazed anger you would see in a ruthless Dauntless’s eyes. 

The hall fell silent as everyone let Matt’s little snide remark sink in. 

“Right.” Carter cleared his throat awkwardly, walking in front so he could avoid you and Matt. You noticed that Shawn’s whistling had stopped from beside you before you could ask him what the song was. To be honest, you didn’t really care anymore. A deep frown tugged down your lips and you could feel yourself slumping down, and it wasn’t because of the pain Shawn’s punch gave you. 

The hall ended to two exits; left for the Dauntless born, right for the Dauntless transfers. You could see Shawn gathering a goodbye in his head and you almost wanted to reach out to him, begging him not to leave you with this awkward air Matt created.

“Well, I should go back to my dorm now.” Shawn finally spoke up. He’s not very gifted in the small talk department.

“Oh, right. For a second there, I thought you were one of us.” Matt forced out a sarcastic laugh through his teeth, making it sound like a light snarl. Shawn’s eyebrows raised in a ‘what the hell’ gesture.

“Okay, bye guys.” was Shawn’s last words before he scurried off to his dorm. When Shawn turned around, Matt was already quick to walk away but you stayed put, watching as Shawn open the door to his dorm.

“Please don’t leave me alone with him, please don’t leave me alone with him.” you chanted in your head over and over again.

Upon feeling your stare, Shawn turned around for a split second, giving you a small smile and with that, he left, closing the big black door behind him. Shit. 

You still kind of just stood there, frozen. Maybe if you didn’t move, Matt wouldn’t notice your presence and you could just disappear into thin air. You’ve seen Matt get into an argument once with an Erudite transfer named Will. It caused the evident hole in the transfer dorm’s wall. You didn’t want that wall to be you.

What were you even saying? Matt’s your best friend. He would never hurt you.

You heard Matt sigh from a distance, snapping you out of your thoughts. 

“Look,” Matt started, regret already darkening his eyes. “I didn’t mean to snap at you, (y/n). I’m sorry.” he frowned.

“Did I do something wrong?” you wanted to get angry, maybe pissed even. After all, Matt snapped at you rudely for no apparent reason. You wanted to yell at him or at least retort with a witty comment but your voice came out small and powerless.

Matt sighed again as he took your hands in his. Matt’s hands weren’t big and calloused like Shawn’s, they were thin and precise; a Candor’s hand. “No, you didn’t do anything wrong…it’s just,” you saw his eyes flicker to the Dauntless born’s dorm’s door.

“Are you jealous?” your eyebrows furrowed. It was a little odd. No one’s ever been jealous of your attention before. You were brought up in your old faction with the thought that boys and girls are equal and that everyone and anyone should be kind to one another. And so, boys and you were always just platonic.

“Of wha- Ha, me? Jealous? N-no, nope. Not at all.” he stuttered out, his sand-colored pale cheeks immediately turning into a rosy red. 

“Old habits die hard, huh, Candor?” you gave a lopsided smile.

“So you’re not pissed at me, then?” Matt raised his eyebrows, his eyes still dark with regret and guilt. 

“No. I wanted to be, though. I don’t get why you were so snappy.” you said, walking with him back to the dorms. You saw that none of your other friends had waited for you. Probably wanted to get away from angry Matt.

“Yeah, well, I don’t like it when people mess with my best friends.” Matt shrugged, lazily slinging one of his arms around your shoulders as he opened the door for you. Was Matt always this much of a gentleman? Or did he start after Shawn? You couldn’t remember.

“Oh, so now I’m your best friend?” you gave him a cheeky grin. Matt rolled his eyes a little but his smile never faltered. The dormitory was rowdy and loud as per usual. Will, the Erudite transfer and Al, the other Candor transfer were having yet another argument about which faction makes the best food.

Carter was standing shirtless in front of one of the long mirrors they put in the dormitory, inspecting the bruises as he carefully tried to dab some salve on it, only to hiss and jump back at the contact of his own skin.

Aaron and Johnson were passing a small notebook back and forth to each other. Aaron would draw a figure and Johnson would snatch it out of his hands, adding something else that you couldn’t quite see as he argued with his hands flailing everywhere. 

“What’re you guys doing?” you walked up to the two boys, Matt’s arm still around your shoulder.

“Huh-oh, hi (y/n).” they waved a little. Their eyes drifted to Matt’s arm around your shoulder. “Oh thank God, you guys made up.” 

“I believe we asked you a question.” Matt changed the subject quickly. You let out a light chuckle as you nudged Matt a little. 

Don’t be rude.” you mouthed.

“Oh, um-we were just, yano…” Johnson shrugged shyly, a childlike smile on his lips. “Trying to get ideas for a cool tattoo.” 

Matt snorted.

You smacked him in the stomach this time, reminding him not to be rude. 

“Hmm, is that so?” you hummed as you snatched the notebook out of Aaron’s hand. “Let me see that.” 

Matt peered around your shoulder to take a look at the dragon-man like figure they had somehow drawn messily on the ashy recycled paper. They didn’t even use a sharpened pencil to draw the tattoo design they wanted to permanently ink their skin with.

“Are you guys sure you’re not 12? I mean, choosing day was only for 16 year olds, guys. Come on, you know the rules.” Matt teased. You were supposed to keep him in check but you couldn’t help but let out a little laugh escape through your lips. 

“Well, now that we’re allowed to have things that are entertaining because people won’t call you out for being self-indulgent, yeah I kind of wan’t a tattoo of a dragon. Why not?” Aaron shrugged innocently, a very very very small hint of a scowl on his face. He isn’t even capable of being mad at a Candor for having a big mouth. 

Abnegation boys, if you didn’t already guess.

“Right. Sorry for questioning your motives. You should totally get a permanent tattoo of a dragon. I support you a hundred percent.” Matt mused. 

Both boys gave him a sarcastic “really? You’re really gonna make that joke?” look.

“Just being a supportive friend, ‘is all.” Matt grinned, removing his arms from your shoulder and replacing it on top of Aaron and Johnson instead.

This was the team, this was the crew. This is where you started, This is where you will end. 

A/N: wowowow that was kind of a ??? ending for a filler lmao. Also, i’ve chosen the girl that will be portraying (y/n)! click here if you haven’t seen who it is! 

Message me thoughts, suggestions, comments and whether or not you want chapter V. Oh! and which faction do you think (y/n) is from? :3