and she knew who i was do you know how freakin cool that is

Hold On, I’m Coming (Part 3)

Originally posted by thejabberwock

Summary: You finally work up the courage to tell Bobby about Dean, with a little help from Jody. Later, Dean helps you find a new car and the two of you talk about your relationship.

Pairing: Firefighter!Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2,600

Warnings: Language, confrontation, fight with family member, mentions of a car accident

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whatrparks  asked:

Heyyy! Love your blog, I've read possibly every fic under the "accidental relationship" and "pining" tags and was wondering if you could update one of them? much love to you people

I did the pining update yesterday and here’s the accidental relationship one. - Anastasia

Originally posted by edigarledezma

Diamond Side Down by hazelandglasz

(1/1 I 659 I Not Rated I Allydia)

Prompt 24- Accidental marriage

put a ring on it. by doctorkaitlyn

(1/1 I 1,120 I General I Sterek)

Stiles wakes up with a mouthful of dirt.

Werewolves + Alcohol = Married? by audrey1nd, RsCreighton

(1/1 I 1,260 I Teen I Stiles/Isaac)

What do you do when you wake up in bed next to your least favorite wolf and find that you got married the night before at your best friend’s bachelor party?

On the Other Shore by Strangeredlantern, Vague_Shadows

(1/? I 1,765 I General I Isaac/Stiles)

Stiles and Isaac have started building a life together with Eloise, but they still have a lot to work through.  

That’s What I Get For Waking Up In Vegas by dontletyourheartdistractyou

(1/1 I 2,821 I Mature I Erica/Malia/Allison/Lydia)

“This is so much like the Katy Perry song,” she groaned, throwing a hand over her forehead.

“Really?” Derek asked. “I was thinking of the Ashton Kutcher movie.”

(In which Erica Reyes accidentally marries four people while vacationing in 9Vegas.)

Turn a Little Faster by skoosiepants

(1/1 I 3,207 I Teen I Sterek)

He shifts back and forth on his feet and tries to psych himself up. He can do this. He’s a badass werewolf, he can totally tell Stiles that they accidentally got werewolf married because—because Stiles was thinking about him, and happened to give him a token of his, uh, affection under the silvery light of the last full moon. Platonic affection, Derek thinks sourly, so he doesn’t get why his wolf feels all warm and fuzzy and bonded all of a sudden.

Honestly, it’s like—why aren’t people accidentally getting werewolf married all the time, if it happens this easily?

Bacon Is The Answer To All Life’s Problems by eeyore9990

(1/1 I 3,322 I Teen I Sterek)

After the election results come in, Stiles uses his long weekend to go visit Derek in Nevada because running away from all of life’s problems sounds like the best of all possible choices. Shenanigans ensue.

Sealed with a Kiss by Inell

(1/1 I 3,628 I Explicit I Stackson)

The fairies seem to like to Stiles, and, unfortunately, the only other person they’ll even let around him is Jackson Whittemore, who he totally doesn’t have feelings for at all. Nope. Not at all.

And Also, I Love You by alisvolatpropiis

(1/1 I 7,155 I Explicit I Sterek)

Derek didn’t look at all like Stiles expected. After all, he deliberately chose a school where being a nerd was cool, so he certainly wasn’t expecting his hotter-than-a-thousand-stars roomie to be an actual cool person. Derek has muscles, like everywhere, which he has a tendency to display in skin-tight, sleeveless t-shirts for bands Stiles has never heard of; his jeans are always tight and ripped too, and he has an impressive five-o’clock shadow, the tips of his jet-black hair dyed purple. And his eyes. Stiles is pretty sure he’s only seen eyes like that in comics, or on a movie screen, or in his freakin dreams. They’re somehow simultaneously all of the colors and none of them, transcending something so pedestrian and insignificant as words to encapsulate their beauty. Stiles would come to learn that he’s also wickedly smart, and he plays the guitar and speaks multiple languages, and his sunshine smile is even more alarming that his resting murder face.

The Valentines Thing and Other Fiascoes by Pandaabeer

(6/7 I 8,705 I Mature I Sterek)

Derek has recently succeeded in a lot of things. He has a job, he has a place with electricity and heck he even has netflix. What he has never succeeded at and probably never will is relationships. He’s a sad sack when it comes to love. This Valentines is nothing new.


The sequel to Valentines Strike no one wanted.

The Unexpected Marriage of Peter Hale by moonstalker24

(5/5 I 9,383 I General I Steter)

This is the story of how Peter gets married without technically dating anyone.

“You can bring your boyfriend with you,” Talia says.
Peter stops giving Henry more bits of dried fruit to stare at his sister “Boyfriend?”
“Of course!” Talia gestures at Stiles who looks around behind him with wide eyes. “I’m sure the whole family would be interested in meeting your young man.”

Best Men by zcinmalik

(1/1 I 11,422 I Mature I Boyd/Scott)

Boyd, in a moment of startling clarity, finally feels the unnatural weight of the gold band adorning his ring finger.

To Form a More Perfect Union by WritersAreLiars

(3/? I 11,503 I Mature I Deucalion/Stiles)

Stiles never expected that helping an injured dog would result in him living out the plot of one of his novels. Now he’s accidentally married himself to the alpha of the esteemed Blackwood pack and hoping that Deucalion isn’t too good to be real.

The Hangover by van_helsa124

(13/13 I 15,826 I Teen I Sterek)

Stiles and the pack visit Vegas to blow off some steam, only to wake up with no memory of the night before. After interrogating Peter for information they quickly realise that: Boyd is missing, a rival pack has declared a blood feud, hunters are on their trail …and, oh yeah, Derek and Stiles are married.

Steel Blue: A Fractured Fairy Tale by FiccinDylan

(15/15 I 29,251 I Explicit I Sterek)

The real reason Stiles and Derek stopped sleeping with each other was because Stiles was the first to break the feelings dam. For Derek, love and sex were placed in two separate compartments, but for Stiles, love was 9chocolate and sex was peanut butter, and Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups were always his favorite candy.

He knew he’d fall head over heels in love with the wolf and he did. And he didn’t know if he could handle Derek not feeling the same way. So instead he agreed with Derek to remove chocolate, and add in the jelly of sarcasm and ribbing banter and jerking off alone.

It sucked.

But Stiles respected Derek and valued his friendship over everything else., he’d do anything for the wolf.

Oh, and he also just found out that he might have a twin brother that’s a porn star for Neckz&Throatz, but oddly… that’s the sidebar in this tale.

Fools Rush In by origamifrogs

(3/3 I 30,673 I Explicit I Sterek)

“Stiles wakes up in his hotel bed in Las Vegas, sticky eyes blinking open to the sight of a stranger sleeping beside him.

A stranger who is male.

And naked.

Stiles promptly falls out of bed.”

Or, the one where Stiles and Derek get drunk in Las Vegas, accidentally get married, go on a road trip, and find love along the way.

UST (An Unfortunate Series of Tropes) by ureshiiichigo

(20/20 I 54,259 I Explicit I Sterek)

Stiles and Derek sitting in a tree, M-A-R-R-I-E-D.

Wait, what?

Or: Stiles thought he and Derek were finally getting to be bros, and then Deaton had to go and ruin everything with his stupid spell.

We Prefer Good Love to Gold by i_am_girlfriday

(9/9 I 63,371 I Explicit I Sterek)

This week on Millionaire Matchmaker: Supernatural Edition - Derek Hale, a thirty-year-old millionaire venture capitalist and beta werewolf, finally gives into his sisters’ pressures to start dating again and reluctantly agrees to use the services of a supernatural matchmaker. Stiles Stilinski, at age twenty-five, just sold his start-up to Google for undisclosed millions, and ends up on a reality dating show when his true alpha best friend tries to help him get over his broken heart.


The last thing anyone expects is for the two eligible bachelors to fall in love with each other behind the scenes.

The Purloined Letter by DarkAthena (seraphim_grace)

(34/34 I 83,123 I Explicit I Sterek)

Kate Argent learns that Peter Hale has a letter, the contents of which, if known, would ruin her, and decides the best place to find it would be the hunting party arranged for the Whittemore-Martin engagement celebrations, but there are some issues with her plan, Peter has brought his nephew, the house is full of omega meaning everyone is watching everyone else, Lydia is not as happy with the engagement as her mother casting her eyes on someone else, her niece, who she’s meant to be chaperoning has eyes for a penniless Scottish Lord, and she’s not even sure that Peter brought the letter with him.

Flashes (Part 2)

Summary: Soulmate AU. “The fault, dear Brutus is not in our stars, / But in ourselves, that we are underlings.” - William Shakespeare (Julius Caesar)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 1,831

Warnings: language, fluff, wishful thinking, angst, sadness, borderline depression, sarcasm, discrimination, tw: terrible family relations, shunning

A/N: Well, I did it…at least I tried. The lovely @minervaem challenged me (sort of) to do an angsty story. I’m warning you now, it’s not gonna be pretty.

Lots of reader backstory here. Hopefully it’s not boring!

Part 1 - 2 - 3 - 4

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yamizoldyck  asked:

Say, if Hunk and Pidge had godly parents, as in, pjo style, who would they be? Sorry for my bad English btw. (You're super cool too C: )

Hunk is definitely a Hephaestus kid! Hunkules just got a way with all his tinkering! And being able to produce fire with his hands like Leo—HELL YES. Also I want him in Steampunk clothes because I have a mighty need for that. He frequents Cabin 4 because Demeter kids love him, I mean, who doesn’t love Hunk tbh? He gets free access to the cabin’s amazing cooking tools. Being a Hephaestus kid can be tiring, so he goes there to bake and cook food and shares it with everyone. He built his own dragon at the age of seven—a fire breathing mechanical dragon because no one wanted to play with him. He loves giving smiles to anyone he meets and it usually lifts their spirits. He’s the best boy, no competition.

Pidge is an Athena kid for obvious reasons: she’s a prodigy. Don’t have godly powers like the rest? Well, she’s definitely the smartest and techie of them all. Everyone respects her and looks up to her (just don’t tell her she’s small because she will smite you). The whole gang protects her but Shiro or Keith teaches her some moves whenever she’s free. Hunk and her get to bond a lot because YOU JUST GET ME, HUNK. Shiro and her spend time together discussing battle strategies and Shiro really appreciates her input. She’s the very first one to actually talk to Keith and she knew from then on that she will like this guy. They’re the conspiracy theorists, I JUST KNOW ALIENS ARE REAL, KEITH. I MEAN, WE’RE DEMIGODS WHO SAYS THEY AREN’T?

I know you’re not asking for the rest but I’m doing it anyway.

Lance is a Poseidon kid. Yes, he’s one of The Big Three and he brags about it. “Whacha say to my big three face?” Then he threatens them with his powers, but he’s mostly joking around about it. He’s very well liked. He thinks he’s special, he was after all, the first big three kid to arrive until he wasn’t. He loves water and just loves swimming the whole day but he loves hanging out with Hunk and Pidge the most. He dubbed them as “Tres Diablos” and Hunk is scandalized! All three of them like to prank people around. He loooves randomly breaking out into a song because he’s got such a wonderful voice and he gets all flattered when girls compliment him for it. There’s a rumour going around that people usually think he’s a child of Aphrodite at first, Hunk and Pidge knows it was Lance himself who spread it. lmao

Shiro is definitely a child of The Big Three. He’s the son of Zeus, and boy is Zeus proud of him. He arrives together with Keith because best friends stick together. He’s the tallest and everyone was just at awe knowing A CHILD OF ZEUS WAS IN THEIR PRESENCE HOLY SHIT. He looks so regal too which didn’t help a lot. He has a growing fanclub and they like to tease him about it. Definitely the leader of the gang. Being a child of the god of the gods, he feels all the pressure to be Mr. Perfect but at the end of the day he just likes to spend time with Keith and watch movies while eating left over pizza. The theme song of his life is “I’m Just A Kid” by Simple Plan, the rest find it hilarious while Keith is the only one who tears up about it because he knows. Also Shiro can fly and sometimes when he’s staring off into space, he’s not aware he’s floating until Keith taps him “You’re doing it again.”

Keith is a child of Hades. Yes, I freakin went there. He’s closed off and likes to stick around Shiro all the time. He’s quiet but he’s very observant which is why you don’t want to piss him off because you’d want him to be in your team when it comes to battles. He’s the most skilled when it comes to wielding a sword. He lived by himself until Shiro found him so he knows self defense the most. Most people don’t want to approach him because DAMMIT KEITH THE FLOWERS ARE WILTING WHEREVER YOU WALK. But it’s not his fault. Hades kids are just like that. He can summon the dead and he spars with dead warriors which was how Shiro found him and was impressed. With the ability to shadow travel, he sneaks around at night to Cabin 1 because Cabin 13 just feels so cold and he got used to a certain someone’s warmth. He’s actually the most powerful demigod but he doesn’t want people to know. He is Hades’ favourite so he gets to “unlock” the most powers.

Allura and Coran’s godly parents
Keith’s backstory
Hades visits Keith at camp and everyone is surprised

Hogwarts! Wonwoo

requested by anon: “Hii ♡ I loved Joshua’s hogwarts au and I was wondering if you could pretty please do wonwoo’s too? 🙏🏻”

  • not a lot of people really know his name
  • he’s just known around as the handsome ravenclaw bookworm
  • pureblood and heir to his family
  • but really chill about it 
  • people will seeing him sitting alone at the library and they’re like 
  • “who’s that”
  • “i dont know but i’ve seem him hanging around with junhui”
  • “well he’s cute”
  • wears these circle farmed glasses and people aren’t really sure if they’re real or not
  • at lunch, you’ll see him with his head in a book and pretending to listen to seokmin or someone
  • and slowly spooning food into his mouth without looking away from his book
  • and occasionally he’ll engage in conversation and joke around with seokmin or ask chan about his day
  • not really an athletic guy, just stands in the crowd cheering them on when something exciting happens
  • helps with the Quidditch strategies sometimes though
  • the only times he’ll ever get points docked is if he stayed past curfew in the library
  • people tell he all the time he’ll be chosen as perfect next year and he’s like no
  • “i dont want to guard the hall, i’d rather be reading”
  • best subjects are herbology and charms 
  • and has the best herbology grades in his year
  • in class he’ll be really quiet and looks like he’s just spacing out
  • but really, he really is paying attention or already knows the lesson
  • cause he’s the type to read the entire book within the first month, unless it’s boring as hell
  • does his friend’s homework like once in a blue moon
  • and that’s after being bribed and convinced 
  • after coming back for forth year, all the girls pretty much noticed how puberty did him justice
  • half the school was pinning for a date
  • though this only lasted about a month after wonwoo gave them odd looks and turned them down
  • in reality he just didn’t know what to say because it was pretty obvious those girls only wanted him as an object or title 
  • and he happened to have a crush already
  • you were a fourth year, same as wonwoo
  • and had transfiguration and herbology with him as a slytherin
  • you didn’t really know who wonwoo was but as jihoon’s friend and class partner 
  • you knew they were friends from interactions 
  • but you and wonwoo just said hi occasionally and acknowledged each other in the hall ways
  • this changed when you and jihoon were failing miserably at collecting some liquid substance from a plant
  • “no stop stop that’s not it!” you whisper yell to jihoon 
  • “well then you do it then” he retorts, equally as stressed out as you
  • “i never said i could” 
  • “hmp, i’ll get wonwoo over here” he turns his head and subtlety motions to wonwoo to come over 
  • wonwoo just laughs quietly at you and jihoon’s work and patiently shows you how to do it
  • “ahh i see thanks a bunch wonwoo” 
  • “you welcome oh-” he gets dragged off to the side by jihoon
  • but that this point you were too focused on not failing the class and didn’t notice anything wrong
  • “i saw you over there” jihoon states 
  • “what? i didn’t do a thing!” wonwoo denies a little too quickly
  • “mhmm you looked back at y/n like 10 times while you were showing us. you even crinkled your nose at her” he says with raises eyebrows, daring him to deny again
  • “fine okay so what?” wonwoo replies, slightly embarrassed 
  • so ask her out.”
  • “i don’t even know if she likes me, do you?” 
  • “well-” 
  • he stops short from the sound of your voice
  • “jihoon get over here im not doing all of this by myself”
  • jihoon simply shrugs his shoulder at wonwoo and leaves
  • shaking his head and adjusting his glasses, he goes back to reading his book
  • he finished his assignment within the first 5 minutes of class after all
  • after class you nod your head goodbye to jihoon and start walking with your friend
  • “i saw you there with wonwoo~” she sings happily
  • “what kinda of nonsense are you saying so loud” you roll you eyes
  • she quiets down, unaffected by you, “meaning i saw you and wonwoo! you two were totally flirting with each other” 
  • “i thought ravenclaws were supposed to be smart” 
  • but you couldn’t hind the redness on your cheeks at her remark
  • “mhmm. anyways let’s go to lunch and eat! do you know you need 46g of protein per day” 
  • “yes yes i know this is the 2nd time you’ve told me this month” 
  • “well i wouldnt have to if you eat properly. come sit with me! im gonna make sure you eat!” 
  • shaking your head fondly, you agree
  • eating at other house’s tables is technically not allowed but everyone does it anyways so it doesn’t matter
  • you find your self greeting wonwoo who your friend sits across from
  • purposely of course
  • “oh hey y/n” 
  • “hey wonwoo” you smile 
  • and ignore your friends foot nudging yours
  • “so what are you sitting here for?” he asks, the cute smile still on his face
  • your friend buts in, “im making sure she eats properally cause-” 
  • she whips her head and glares painfully at you who stepped on her foot sharply
  • you smile innocently
  • wonwoo seems kind of surprises at her abrupt stop but nods
  • “well i’ll leave you then, make sure you eat well” 
  • your heart warms involuntarily
  • the corners of your mouth twitches upwards, “i will, make sure you eat well too”
  • exchanging smiles, you both leave each other be 
  • your friend squeals quietly and whispers
  • “you where practically beaming” she teases 
  • “hmm” you sound simply and take a spoonful of your food
  • as the you both get done eating, you stand up, bidding goodbye to your friend who stays and chats 
  • as you leave the dining hall you almost run into wonwoo with his read ducked inside a book walking slowly
  • “oh!“ you yelp staring up at him with wide eyes 
  • "ah I’m sorry” he apologizes and closes the book, holding it at his side  
  • you become curious at the different cover from magical books 
  • “what are you reading?” your heart is slowly speeding up at your initiative to further the conversation 
  • “ah it’s a muggle book, I don’t want to bore you" 
  • you notice the way he rubs the back of his neck nervously 
  • so freakin cute 
  • you slightly smirk, "try me, my best friend is a muggleborn ravenclaw, i’ve had my fair share" 
  • laughing, he hands you the book, "it’s called ‘Macbeth.’ it’s a muggle classic apparently" 
  • you nod and answer how you’ve actually read the classic 'romeo and juliet' 
  • which leads the both of you into deep 
  • conversation about books and such 
  • the two of you just end up casually taking a walk around the castle 
  • "i hope it’s not rude to ask but, are you halfblood or?” you ask cautiously 
  • honestly you just wanted to know more about him 
  • “actually I’m a pureblood” he replies almost sheepishly 
  • your eyes noticeably show surprise, “it’s cool you’re interested in muggle stuff. i’m a halfblood myself" 
  • this must mean he’s not one of those super traditional purebloods right?
  • so.. that means he'll 
  • 'stop don’t think about that’ you scream in your head 
  • only so much time can be spent walking so the two of you slow down 
  • but don’t leave, wanting to stay in each other’s presence
  • you can feel his gaze fall on you, so you tilt your head up to look at him 
  • "so do you want to go to the library? we can show each other the books we were talking about" 
  • you look closely at his eyes, searching for something 
  • a sign of some sort you guess 
  • and you catch that glimmer of hope and nervousness written all over his face 
  • different from his usual 
  • gaining a tiny bit of confidence, "will this count as a date?" 
  • you voice becomes smaller at the end, showing your obvious emotions 
  • he twists his head to you in surprise 
  • the two of you stare at each other before forming smiles 
  • you distinctly notice the way his eyes change 
  • and he notices the way your dimples form 
  • "yes it will" 
  • now, you guys walk happily to the library 
  • and somewhere along the way your hands brush against each others
  • it’s debatable who initiated it, but your hands intertwined 
  • at the shelves, you decide to search for your recommendation first 
  • "i swear it was somewhere in this aisle” you turn your head around to look 
  • or maybe you were distracted by your hands still joined 
  • “what’s the author’s name?" 
  • you tell him and continue to search for the book 
  • seconds later, you feel your hand being slightly tugged up 
  • watching, as Wonwoo reaches up and picks out a book 
  • "this?" 
  • you smile and nod, kind of embarrassed for no reason 
  • which he thinks is adorable 
  • so after the two of you found your books, you guys settle at Wonwoo’s spot 
  • near the front of the library but hidden behind the shelves 
  • so when Junhui comes by to come bother Wonwoo like he normally does 
  • he sees you with your head rested on your book comfortably, eyes closed
  • and Wonwoo flipping through his book with one hand and the other under the table 
  • which Junhui could clearly see grabbing your hand 
  • and his first reaction is to scream and expose Wonwoo 
  • but he doesn’t
  • and instead gathers all the other boys to ogle also 
  • so Woozi is left with the honors of alerting the two of you of their giggly presence 
  • how could the two of you not hear them though, even if it’s a library, it’s 12 boys 
  • you open one eye confusedly from your quiet resting at the sound of taps hitting the table 
  • you fulling raising your body upright when you see Woozi s face instead of Wonwoo's 
  • and Wonwoo’s face turned away annoyed at the body language commotion from his friends 
  • "you two are disgusting” Woozi sneers hiding a smile 
  • you shrug and blow the hair out your face 
  • “ha just wait till you get a girlfriend, i’ll be ready to bother you" 
  • not even five minutes later, the 12 boys get kicked out because of noise pollution 
  • you and Wonwoo are alone again and face each other 
  • a half smile and half smirk forms on his face, "so are you my girlfriend then?" 
  • you want to say a just-as-smart remark but your heart doesn’t let you 
  • and neither does your face as it turns a shade of red 
  • "I-" 
  • "Will you be my girlfriend?” he asks, cutting you off 
  • you squeeze his hand slightly and grin 
  • “only if you’ll be my boyfriend" 
  • thus the bookworm couple was born 
  • and though you didn’t read nearly as much as him 
  • that table belonged to you guys
  • if anyone walked past it 
  • a common slight was Wonwoo deep into a book and you working on school work 
  • or you resting your eyes as Wonwoo does his work 
  • and if anyone comes by late enough 
  • one will most likely be asleep with the other grasping their hand warmly

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Just Between Us

Summary: To get you out of a slump, Steve decides to entertain you by taking you out to different places. The world decides to assume.

Word Count: 3,254

Warnings: None.

Originally posted by imaginingbucky

Stepping into the common room, Steve couldn’t help the affectionate smile that bloomed on his lips. You were sprawled on the couch, looking every part the most miserable person, groaning at the roof, head pulled back on the armrest. Your broken arm was in a cast, resting on your chest, the TV’s remote thrown on the floor right next to the arm you had hanging off the sofa. The television was still on, but you weren’t paying attention to it, and Steve suspected it was because you were bored.

He walked forward and cleared his throat, letting you know he was there. That sound made you sit up and you spun your head around until your eyes met. Steve grinned.

“Are you doing okay?”

You glowered. “No. I’m bored as all hell and there’s nothing to do in this stupid place that doesn’t require both of my hands.”

“You even tried to play—”

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Stalker {M}

(A/N): This is my first english smut y’all!! I’m not sure if it’s good as it looks like hehe I’d some help here ♥ I hope you guys like it! Enjoy xx - admin Mel

Rating: Mature
Pairing: Jimin x reader
Word Count: 2.3K
Warning: Demon!AU

It started a year ago. The feeling of someone watching me. My every movement followed by some unknown person. It grew stronger as the days passed, and I was never sure if I was crazy or just paranoid.

But then, the first incident happened. Preparing for sleep, freshly showered and warm, my feet padded across the floor, and I drew the curtains closed, hiding me from the streetlights outside. The dark was a comfort, usually. But when I turned, I saw it. Or him.

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Request: Can you do a thing where the reader is friends with Aaliyah but she’s like older than her maybe they have a mutual friend or smth and they become close and yn is just super shy and one day their mutual friend outs her that she can sing and she just goes beet red and later Aaliyah invites her over or smth and they just jam out together to random Shawn songs and Shawn has met her before and had her in his vines or smth and he records them and posts it and yn gets like fake mad at Shawn but in reality she doesn’t know what to feel and then idk Shawn fluff idk what I want to happen other than a happy ending can you do that please
Word Count: 1874
Requests: OPE

You’ve known Aaliyah ever since she was ten. You were in training to become assistant coach for a local hockey team and one of your many tasks while training was to help out around the arena with the games and players. You hit it off with most of the girls, but there was this special thing about Aaliyah that really drew you to her. She was always ready to practise and was always focused, but that didn’t stop her from knowing how to have a good laugh with everyone. She was one special little girl.

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Ten Years (Part 8)

Summary: AU. When a major account is on the line at work, reader is forced to revisit some old connections at her ten year high school reunion for a chance at success. Will she let the past consume her, or will she see the future in her grasp?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 3,475 (minus the flashback) (yes I need to stop)

Warnings: language, sarcasm, fluff, mentions of past cheating, drinking, potentially anxious situations, confrontation, crying (every chapter has the same warnings because I’m melodramatic)

A/N: Tags are closed. I rewrote this whole damn thing again, and I’m an angsty bag of trash today, so it’s completely reflected here. I kept asking myself out loud, “Why are you like this?”

Part: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13

Originally posted by sebjpeg

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Balance on the Head of a Pin

Chapter Seven

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Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x OFC  |  Word Count: 4450
Warnings: not quite smut but a little smexy, Loki being Loki

“Was that, perhaps, excessive?” he asked, glancing down at Lauren.

She gave a soft sigh. “Maybe, but… would I be a horrible person if I said I rather enjoyed it?”

He chuckled softly, drawing her in by the waist. “We shall simply be horrible together, for I, too, rather enjoyed myself. Both the breaking and the repair.”

Lauren shook her head, smirking a little for she could see the merriment twinkling in his eyes. “I can tell.” Taking him by the hand, she glanced around to orient herself. “Huh, well that was convenient.”

He’d landed them not far from Main Street.

“You’re portals, are they like Dr. Strange’s?” she asked, leading him toward the town square.

Scoffing softly, Loki shook his head. “All that circling,” he waved his hand absently. “What you Midgardians are tapping into is only a fraction of what is available. Perhaps in a millennium or two you will catch up. For now, I leave you to your Mystic Arts and sling rings.”

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lindsaymaknae  asked:

So not sure if ur actually doing headcanons but I want one where MJ is Midtowns BAMF. Like she gets arrested in protests and punches Nazis in the face and she ain't got time to do makeup and dress pretty because she's raising money to get young black girls through school. Like, she's the real life superhero and Peter is the romantic interest, but also she's incredible smart and help Pete with issues in his suit not even Tony Stark figures out. Just badass MJ

MJ is bamf, okay?? like, we only get maybe (and I’m being generous here) 10 minutes of her in the whole movie but I know and you know and we all know that she is the most boss-ass bitch at Midtown. LEMME TELL YOU ABOUT IT-

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National Superhero Day - Avengers x Reader

Words: 1799
Pairing: Avengers x Reader
Featuring: Steve, Pietro, Wanda, Tony, Clint, Sam, Natasha, Bucky
Warnings: swearing
Summary: On National Superhero Day, the city of New York parties the hardest to thank the heroes that are home to their state and city. You decide you need to do a party hop to helo celebrate with all these festivites going on that involve you helping save the world…but at the third party, there is a karaoke battle.
Requested by anon mixed with my own ideas
I think tumblr ate my request, so if you get this twice pls ignore this. :P Avengers karaoke night! Nat, Sam, and Reader are in an intense battle for first place. 🎤 thanks!
Authors Note:  Happy national superhero day! Technically, where I am, it isn’t anymore, but i know other places it still is. I had a lot of fun with this one, I’ve missed writing random, funny things xD
Songs mentioned:
Life of the Party - All Time Low
Bad Blood - Taylor Swift
Superhero - 5 Seconds Of Summer (but in here let’s pretend there is a studio version)
Bang Bang - Jessie J (w/ Ariana Grande and Nicki Minaj)

Avengers / Full Masterlist


"Steve! Tony! Pietro! Wanda!” You yelled when you ran into the common room to find the four sitting and watching TV.

“What’s up, (Y/N)?” Steve asked.

You had too much energy to sit down, which happened a lot. Your abilities to control electricity helped with your energy, meaning you always had a surplus of energy, and barely ever slept. “Do you know what today is?” You jumped up and down, electricity practically coming out of your fingers from excitement.

“The twenty-eighth of April?” Pietro asked.

“Yes!” You pointed to him with a smile. “Anyone know why it’s so special?” You bounced on the balls of your feet.

Tony raised an eyebrow. “You look like you’re going to explode…this hasn’t happened since you saw a dog on the street two weeks ago. Why is today so special?”

“It’s national superhero day!” You squealed and put your hand up in the air, a bolt of electricity escaping your hand and caused a light to fall. “Oops…”

The four chuckled a bit. “I got it,” Wanda said and moved her hands around to put the light back on the ceiling.

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there’s a starman waiting in the sky -- part one

Summary: Looking back on the first several months of his last year of high school, Peter has got to admit that he never would’ve thought attempting to ask Gamora out on a date would have resulted in lying awkwardly at the bottom of a literal dumpster with his three underage foster siblings, a star football player with a learning disability, one full unopened packet of rainbow Skittles, and Gamora’s perpetually-angry younger sister at two am on a Thursday night.

so. for the first time EVER, i am posting a story in TWO CHAPTERS. yall i know. this is a Lot To Take In. im only doing it because i realized that its barely halfway done and already ridiculously long, so bare with me here, but this content was literally begging to be turned into a high school au. specifically a high school au where yondu udonta is a grumpy foster dad to a group of multi-racial special needs kids. this is the part where i say the premise or concept of a gotg high school au was inspired by the phenomenal fic “we’re jerry springer, not casablanca” by judypoovey on ao3. titles from david bowie and lastly shoutout to @taxicabsandcupcakes for encouraging me like the gem that she is. hopefully i can get part two done before the end of the month! 

Looking back on the first several months of his last year of high school, Peter has got to admit that he never would’ve thought attempting to ask Gamora out on a date would have resulted in lying awkwardly at the bottom of a literal dumpster with his three underage foster siblings, a star football player with a learning disability, one full unopened packet of rainbow Skittles, and Gamora’s perpetually-angry younger sister at two am on a Thursday night.

First of all, dumpsters smell. Terrible. Awful. It’s like, on the unofficial Shitty Smells Scale of life, the bottom of dumpsters is right up there with Peter’s locker at school and Yondu’s unwashed socks. Except those other two things are entities that Peter only has to occasionally walk past, for maybe a thirty-second interval at most; he’s never had to lie in them.

Secondly, Peter can’t actually recall how, when, or where they got the Skittles, which is an overall bad sign. It either means his working memory has decided to leave him once and for all as some kind of strange coping mechanism against the general weirdness of his life, or Rocket stole it when Peter wasn’t looking, which isn’t technically the worst alternative. But, still. They’re teenagers who are hiding at the bottom of a dumpster past midnight on a school night – except for Groot, who is twelve, but he’s still holding his spray paints from earlier and is almost as tall as Peter himself, which somehow adds at least two multiples of twelve to the “shady teen vandal” vibe they’ve got going. Stolen merchandise is not going to tally any points in their favor.

He’s not sure if Yondu would be proud of that general aura or flat out ground them all for a month, which brings him to point three: he’s fumbling in his pocket for his phone, because it is two am on a freakin’ Thursday and they are hiding in a dumpster and it would be really nice if they could have a ride home.

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anonymous asked:

Avengers mess with time and Danny (as clockworks apprentice) has to set them straight? (If that's okay?)


Clockwork didn’t bother turning as Daniel, his apprentice, entered the room. He calmly floated over to Clockwork, looking at him expectantly.

“Yeah, what’s up?” Danny asked, popping his gum.

“There is a team of super humans that are time traveling, and ironically enough I don’t have time to intervene. And you need experience. I want you to take care of it.”

It was probably one of the only times he had never been cryptic with Danny (After all, he did love a good riddle), but this was far too important.

Danny tapped his staff on the floor twice and disappeared in a swirl of whatever shade of blue his cloak was. He was very picky about his shades of blue.


When Danny landed, his stomach was swimming, and apparently, so was he.

He had landed in some sort of river, slowly going downstream. It was odd seeing no trees or buildings. It kind of reminded him of a desert.

At least, until he was lifted out of the water.

He didn’t notice it at first until he blinked and he was suddenly in the air without having to fly. He looked down and yelped, almost falling off of…

A dinosaur?

His whole body was smaller than its head, and the thing’s neck was freakin’ huge. But that would explain the lack of buildings. And people. But he could see trees further off into the distance, along with something…Smoking? If people weren’t around during this time, and there was no lighting, and it was just cool enough to not cause a fire, then that smoke should in fact not be there.

He lifted off of the dinosaur’s head (it started with a b, he knew, but all he could think of was Long Neck) and flew towards the small trail of smoke, ignoring the way his pants pinched from the water.

He stopped about twenty or thirty yards away, invisible and intangible for convenience, and slowly glided over. He didn’t want them to know he was there just yet.

There was one guy with his head in a ship that had a large red A on it, being griped at by a blonde guy with a bandage on his nose and stitched up gash on his forearm.

“We’ve been here for three days!” He whined. “What about my dog? Even worse, what about my coffee?!”

“Clint, calm down,” the other guy said. “We’ll be out of here in no time, all I have to do is build the whole ship from scrap parts because we’re in freaking dinosaur land!”

So obviously there was a bit of tension between these friends. Probably because they had been stuck in dino land for three days, but hey, Danny wasn’t going to jump to conclusions.

“Will you two knock it off?” A woman with curly red hair approached them, her hips swinging back and forth. She looked beautiful but Danny wouldn’t touch her with a ten foot pole. Behind her was another blond guy who was taller and broader than the other one, with torn American spandex. Yikes.

“Nat’s right,” he said. “Besides, at least we beat Kang. And this problem is solvable. Right, Tony?”

The guy who was in the ship stuck his head out and wiped his brow, smearing grease across his forehead as he did so. “I don’t know, Steve. We could be here a while. I only have so many materials, and there’s no way I can use any prehistoric thing to make the ship go and time travel. Except for fuel, maybe, but it would take us weeks to get us even that.”

“What about Thor?” Clint asked hopefully.

“He’s MIA in our home time. He ain’t answering anytime soon now,” Steve replied. Clint didn’t put any effort into hiding his disappointment. Danny almost felt sorry for him, but he knew of Kang the Conqueror, and if they beat him, well, they truly are a force to be reckoned with. He stepped through a tree, losing his invisibility half way through it, and greeted them.

“You guys beat Kang? How?”

Okay, so maybe not as politely as he would have thought, but he still wasn’t mean, and that was the important part.

They all immediately hopped into a fighting stance, but nobody tried making a shot. He waved them off.

“Relax, I’m here to take you back to your own time. See the staff with the little hourglass on top?”

They still didn’t back down, and he was pretty sure the guy named Tony was going to throw his wrench at him.

“How?” Nat asked, eyes narrowing.

“I…I don’t know how the power works, I just kind of do it. Now do you want to go home or not?” He put his hand on his hip and gave them an irritated look. Clint was the first to drop his fighting stance, looking utterly exhausted as he did so.

“I do,” he said. He raised his hand and fell onto the ground, sitting cross legged and looking like he wasn’t gonna stand up again unless his life depended on it.

“Close enough.”

Danny tapped his staff on the ground twice, and the whole site disappeared in a swirl of rainbow colors.

“Where are we?” Steve asked. “And who are you?”

“I am Phantom, Clockwork’s Apprentice, and you are all in the Ghost Zone. Which is how we knew you guys needed help. This place is kind of the gateway to lots of other dimensions and time because of all of the natural portals that pop up,” he explained. “Anyway, you guys are super heroes, right? What’s your name? The Justice League?”

“Who?” Clint asked.

“We are the Avengers,” Tony but in. Danny made an ‘o’ shape with his mouth, nodding in understanding before he opened his hand and opened a portal with it. In it was their beloved city and Tower. They could see Thor on the roof, looking slightly confused but not dead so that was always a good sign.

“So we just…?” Clint asked, letting his sentence trail off.

“Walk right through, pretty much. Anyway, try not to do any more time travel, please. Deal?”

“We’ll do our best. Thank you,” Steve said, patting his shoulder. He stepped through the portal, and the others followed one by one, leaving Danny by himself. Even though he only knew them for a short time, he kind of missed them.

Maybe he could talk Clockwork into letting him hang out with them more.

Jealousy Feelings - Pt. 1

Bucky x Reader

Summary: Bucky wants to date the reader, but becomes jealous of her relationship with Steve.

Word Count: 1,360

Warnings: post-WS Bucky, jealousy, self-hatred, fluff

A/N: Bucky’s POV. I was going to make this all sad and angsty, but I just couldn’t do that for this one. For AnaGP on AO3 who requested this, thanks hun!

Steve’s laugh echoed down the hall, followed by hers. Then the two of them came walking in with tears in their eyes, arms wrapped around their sides bent over laughing. Y/N was wheezing trying to catch her breath from something Steve said. I watched as her hand held tightly onto his arm as she wiped the tears from her face. Steve wrapped an arm around her shoulders and continued on towards the couches after grabbing some snacks from the kitchen.

I watch from my hiding spot, well not really a hiding spot, just a place where I was hardly noticed where no one could bother me. Didn’t need the extra attention, I had enough I had to deal with anyway. So I continued watching the two. My best friend was so comfortable, so carefree, laughing with another individual. It looked so easy, being able to lounge around and laugh as if the world outside didn’t even bother him or that the nightmares were not even a thing to be worried about, and how it was so fucking easy to make her smile, to make her laugh. When instead I do the complete opposite.

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The Danvers Sisters (the youngest sibling)

Request: could you write some headcannons on being alex and kara’s little sister? 

a/n: HECK YEAH I CAN. These are always so fun to do lol, bring it on!! These are more dumb than emotional, I think… I live for the trash and the crack, y’all LOL

Also a little sidenote, headcanon requests (for now, anyway, in my absence) are something I’d be more likely to do since they’re much quicker than coming up with actual prose - those are the ones I really want the most time to focus on. These are just quicker as little flashes of inspiration, and they even help in creating some backstory for the other requests. So that’s just the reason why I’m getting to them before the other prompts, in case anyone was wondering. Have an awesome day y’all :D

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  • it wasn’t always that you were close to your sister, Alex. Life seems to have a different way of handling things than you expect, and you’ve come to learn that things fall into place exactly as they’re meant to; when they’re meant to

  • you were much younger than Alex, and you figured you had a relationship as ordinary as any other siblings would have. She wouldn’t annoy or pester you, but she would tease you quite often whenever she had the chance - for the most part, you took it in stride, never having seen your sister get close to anything that could be described as malicious

  • she was always so cool and even at a young age, she just seemed to know what she was about

  • you, on the other hand, were both parts rambunctious as you were delightful. You spent as much time feeding your untamed imagination as you did swimming the depths of the deep ocean or chartering the vast distances of outer space

  • Alex never failed to mention how lame you were, but nonetheless joined in whenever the two of you were outside and parkouring on nearly every single thing you could find in your wild savannah adventure

  • your parents eventually put you into sports to expend your impressive abundance of energy - needless to say you thrived at it, albeit a little too eagerly, if the bruises you got and the fiery competition in your eyes were any indication

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Warm - part 1

Warm - part 1/3 | Joe Sugg | imagine
Word count: 3094
Request: The reader meet Joe randomly in the street and then they start to date and are really in love but they are both worried about the difference age because Joe is 25 and the reader is 17-18
A/N: Thank you again for the sweet anon who requested it! I would love to know if you liked it! At first it would be only a small imagine, but I was carried away so… See you soon, sweeties! [Y/F/B/N is for “your friend’s boyfriend’s name”]
You can find more Buttercream Squad content here | Requests are open

There were grey clouds in the sky that afternoon. You had never liked them, but the weather never was up to you and never would be, so you were dealing with it buying yourself a cappuccino after a long period in school.

It was your last year and fools were the ones who thought teachers were being nicer just because you were almost done with it. No, they were only making the process more difficult. Thanks God you could go away soon.

Brighton was a good place to live, you were sure of it. You had really happy times in there, but all you knew was Brighton, this was the only city you ever lived in and now was the time to change things, turning into a new you (or some bullshit like that, you just couldn’t handle living in there).

“Let’s go, Y/N!” Y/F/N called, squeezing her boyfriend’s hand, poor Y/F/B/N. She was impatient because this was your second time getting coffee that week and, in the first, you almost got late for the first class.

“It is not my fault, Y/F/N.” you answered, a little annoyed. “You can go first. I’ll catch you guys later.”

This was all that Y/F/N wanted to hear.

“Fine.” she said, leading Y/F/B/N to the exit even before she finished saying that one word.

You rolled your eyes, toking your phone out of your pocket and checking your notifications. How nice was being abandoned by your friends and having only an electronic device as companion.

Your goal was going to London after graduating, you knew you would struggle, but you didn’t care. You wanted to feel independent and the only way to do that was abandoning your comfort zone for real. You would cry a lot probably with all the effort you would need to put through so you could support yourself, but it would all be fine.

“Y/N.” The coffee lady said.

There were two cups in front of you, but you didn’t saw the other one, grabbing the first that you saw. You needed to hurry if you really wanted to be abble to go with your friends, so you started walking as fast as you could without dropping the drink in your clothes.

Your right hand was already in the door when someone touched your shoulder.


You turned back, looking at the screen of  your phone to try to send Y/F/N a message saying to her hold up a little.

“I guess this is my coffee you are with.” the voice said.

You looked up and you could feel your eyes widening a little.


You always thought that people on Youtube was only known if you were part of the Youtube community and even like that, there were a lot of people you couldn’t know about. Joe Sugg? Joe Sugg wasn’t one of those.

He laughed at your reaction and took the cup of your hand, you didn’t protested. Instead, of doing that, you blinked your eyes, trying to make sentences and then laughed of yourself.

“I’m sorry.”

“That’s fine.”

“No, really, I didn’t see it was your coffee.”

Joe smiled.

“Yeah, you don’t seem to be a coffee’s thief.” he joked, holding another cup to give to you. “Here, this is yours.”

“Thank you.” you said. “And saying I don’t seem a thief it’s quite nice of you.” you commented and turned your cup to see if that was really your name in it.

“Hey, as long as I know, you can be a house’s thief.” I could be a heart’s thief “I just said you don’t steal other people’s coffee…” he tried to see the name that was written in your cup as you raise it. “Y/N.”

You took a sip of your drink.

“Yeah, hi. Nice to meet you.”

“Hi, I’m Joe.”

“I will pretend I didn’t know that so we can talk normally, is that ok?” you tried to make fun, you clearly knew who he was.

Joe laughed. “That’s ok, yeah.”.

Your phone started ringing “Sorry.” You looked at Joe with apologizing eyes. “Hello.”

“Y/N, where are you? We have a test in the first class of the afternoon in case you forgot.” Y/F/N didn’t even bothered of saying hello back. “We’re in school already, come fast.” she hung up before you could say something.

“Oh, fuck.” you cursed.

“Everything is ok?” Joe asked.

You forgot he was there.

“I gotta go, actually.”

Joe seemed a little disappointed, or this was what you liked to believe that time.

“Oh, ok. Cool.”

You smiled at him.

“It was really nice to met you, Joe.”

“Until a next time, Y/N.”

“Bye.” You nodded your head as you were waving a goodbye.

“Wait, I was wondering if…” you could give me your number, but you were gone.


“Y/N?” Y/F/N asked seeing you approaching your desk. “What happened? You are red.”

You laughed.

“You won’t believe what just happened.”


“I just met Joseph Sugg.” you told. “And I’m pretty sure he almost asked my number.


“Joe, honestly, your preference for coffee just can’t be that strong.”

“Shut up, Zo.”

“We drove all across the city for this damn coffee!” She complained, stopping by Joe’s side at the row.

“I know it.” he told, not really paying attention to his sister.

Zoe sighed. “Ok, spit it out.”


“The girl’s name.”

“What?!” he gave a nervous laugh.

“C’mon, Joe, I know it’s a girl.”

“Fine, fine…” Joe rolled his eyes. “Her name is Y/N.”

“Oh, that’s a good name!”

“I know.”

“Parking the car took me ages!” Alfie complained, catching up with the siblings. “So you guys already ordered?”

Zoe grinned. “Actually, Joe…”

“Zoe!” Joe complained. “You just need to tell everyone in the world, don’t you?” he asked.

Alfie laughed. “To Joe get this affected, we’re talking about girls, aren’t we?” It was always fun when the two of them started chattering about Joe’s crushes, he seemed like a little kid. If they were talking about Joe’s hook ups, thought, he didn’t seem nothing like a kid.

“Yeah!” Zoe agreed, bursting into laughs as her boyfriend.

Joe made a frown at the couple, they were really making fun of this?

“Oh, Joe! Buddy!” Alfie hugged his brother in law. “That’s ok, everybody can have a crush on someone.”

“Yeah, well, you crush my bloody sister!” Joe pointed out.

The trio were laughing when the door opened again and in the cafe entered one really special girl, being follow by her friend.

“Third time!” Y/F/N exclaimed. “Third fucking time this week, Y/N! For God’s sake, the week has only 5 days, how can you need that much coffee in your life?”

“Shut up, Y/F/N.” you ordered, looking around to see if you recognized the one you were looking for. From where he was, you couldn’t see him. “Come, let’s order our drinks.” you said, a little disappointed.

When Joe saw you, his face lit up. Yes! His completely stupid plain of trying to see you again worked out! He was a smart lad, wasn’t he? He smiled and walked to you.

“Hey, Y/N!” He greeted, playing cool. Zoe almost laughed out loud seeing her brother’s moves. He was trying to look chill and she knew he was putting all his effort in it because they literally just came across the city to that place.

You grinned, looking refreshed. “Joe!”

Y/F/N almost wanted to give you a slap, calm down, Y/N, damn! Don’t fangirl now, please. She looked at you with that warning look and you coughed a little, taking a deep breath afterwards.

“This is, Y/F/N.” You presented and your friend smiled politely to Joe.

“Hi, I’m Joe.” he said and Zoe thought it was about time to approach you guys. “And this is my sister, Zoe, and her boyfriend, Alfie.”

Oh, fuck. Joe were kidding with you, right? You weren’t such a youtuber fan, but really? You couldn’t handle that much.

You smiled at them and your friend did the same, trying your best to not freak out completely.

“Hi. I’m Y/N.”

“Hello!” Zoe said, she just wanted to jump around and make fun of Joe because he seemed a teenager again. “Nice to meet you!” You nodded.

“Hi!” Alfie shook your hand and Zoe followed his steps.

“Next!” The cafe’s lady shouted.

“Oh, this is us.” Y/F/N said, taking you by the hand and pulling you.

“Excuse me.” you asked, being sorry for such an abrupt reaction of Y/F/N. “Calm down, Y/F/N, please.” you whispered.

“Are you kidding me? The freakin Zoella is behind us! I just know her because of you and I am freaking out, how aren’t you?”

“I am, moron!” you whispered back. “But for what you love the most, don’t ruin it! This is like insane and stuff.”

“So what you girls are going to order?” The employee asked and you two smiled at her, remembering that you needed to actually have something to drink.


Y/F/N was gone to find you a table, you were so anxious about being in at the cafe that you actually got in there really early, so now there was no need to rush to school anymore. She leaved you behind because you were waiting your order.

“So, you are not from here, are you?” you asked Joe, Zoe and Alfie were ordering still.

“Oh, no, I’m from a small village on country side.” He answered and then gave a little smile. “I live in London now.”

“And why would you waste London to come to Brighton?” you looked through the window. “I mean, the weather is not beach vibes or anything…” you sighed, you wish that was. You loved sunny days.

Joe giggled, you seemed so disappointed about the season that he found really cute.

“My sister lives in here, I came to a meeting and now I’m crashing her place this week.” He told you.

“Oh, that’s nice.” You commented, pretending you didn’t know that Zoella lived in your city. Well, Adele did too… But Adele wasn’t buying coffee next to you, was she? Also, you didn’t know who was Adele’s brother, but you were pretty sure he wasn’t that gorgeous as Joe.

Your coffee was delivered, but you stood there and chatted more with Joe, he was really nice and his order wasn’t ready yet, so you could enjoy his company a little more before going in separate ways.

The place had heater and your coffee was really hot as well, so your body started sweating and you took off your coat, revealing your tattoo by your tank top.

“Oh, that’s cool.” Joe said, seeing the black ink on your shoulder.

You looked the way he was looking, sometimes you forgot you had a tattoo. It was there only, you weren’t reminded of it.

“Thanks.” You smiled.

What you didn’t know was that Joe was kind of relieved. The way you talked and the way you moved weren’t the same way as a student would do and, althought you were beautiful, you seemed a little younger than the girls Joe usually found attractive, seeing that you had a tattoo meant you were over 18 and everything was fine.

Well, except by the fact you weren’t 18 yet.


“So there I was, right? I’ve got no friends, no one to talk, my phone was in the bedroom and this huge man, like, he literally was 250 pounds, I swear. And he come and just started shouting things at me, saying I was rude and that kind of stuff.” You told, laughing already. “When actually, she” you pointed to Y/F/N “was the one who came to his wife and asked if she was pregnant.”

“Oh, no” Alfie commented, Joe closed his eyes.

“Guess what?” You continued. “She wasn’t.” All of them started to laugh. “The woman pointed at Y/F/N, but my friend here was gone by the time the man stood up for his wife. It was horrible, I swear.”

“She looked like she was pregnant! It wasn’t my fault!” Y/F/N told, trying to defend herself but failing because she was laughing so hard.

The cafe lady called Zoe’s name.

“Oh, that must be our order.” She said, receiving a look from Joe.

“Let me help you.” Alfie said, standing up and going to get their food.

“Could you help us too, Y/F/N?”

“Okay!” Y/F/N said, a little more excited than she should for just grabbing food, she could see what Zoe was doing there and was pretty happy in not standing in her way or yours.

Suddenly, was only you and Joe at the table. You tried to seem as you weren’t freaking out, so you took a sip from your coffee.

“So…” Joe started. “I guess you were about to tell me your number before ran away yesterday.”

You frowned. “I was? Are you sure?”  You joked.

Joe laughed. “Yes, you were.” You raised your shoulders. “Where you went anyway? I mean, you was in a rush for getting in there.”

“I am a really busy girl, Joe.” you said ironically, not wanting to give him up yet by telling you were heading to school.

“And does a busy girl like you go on dates?” Joe asked.

You smiled. “I could see in my schedule if I have time for that, yeah.” Joe smiled at you too, not knowing what he was going to.


“Y/N/N, we gotta go.” Y/F/N said, you didn’t notice that she, Zoe and Alfie got the food and were in another table, you were talking to Joe and lost the track of the world.

“Again?” Joe asked, he seemed a little upset and you couldn’t avoid liking it.

“I’m sorry.” you told, with a smile on your face. “But you do have my phone now, so I’m a few buttons away.” you winked  at him, something that no one saw coming. Fuck, you were flirting with Joe Sugg!

Joe laughed, he liked your move. “You are.”

You all said your goodbyes and you starting walking out from the cafe.

“Smooth.” Y/F/N approved.

“Shut up.”

“You’re so into him.” she laughed. “I can believe it. You actually have his number. He is not your celeb crush number 247 or something?”

“He might be on the top 10 at the moment.” you admitted and Y/F/N just couldn’t take you serious. You were a lucky girl, weren’t you. “I’m not stupid, though, I know it won’t take me anywhere.”

“Why?” she asked.

“Because I’m 8 years younger than him, maybe?” you suggested, being ironic again.

“I’m not saying to you to date him, I’m saying you can have some fun with an older guy just for a change.” she argued. “You don’t like boys at our school and it’s nice having someone to feed your ego.”

“You are with Y/F/B/N just to ‘feed your ego’ then?” you joked, making her laugh. Her idea wasn’t bad at all, you had to admit. Maybe you would do that.


Your phone rang, you received a message. Your eyes opened wide.

“No cells during class.” Your teacher told, looking at you quite angry.

“Sorry” you gave him a weak smile before searching the device in your backpack so you could leave it in silent mode. As you did it, you saw it was Joe sending you a message, something unusual of him, it was so early in the morning.

A couple weeks passed by since the exchange of numbers. You didn’t know how to react, but you were really enjoying your late chats and stuff like that, it would happen every day now and although you couldn’t admit it even to yourself, you started falling for him, something really really dangerous.

Good morning! was the content of his message. It immediately settled a smile on your face. You looked at your teacher to see if he was paying attention on what you were doing, he wasn’t anymore.

Why are you awake this early? you asked.

You turned your head to the board, seeing Math turn into the most boring thing in your whole existence. You missed the time school was easy and you could just forget about it some hours at the day.

Missing you is messing with my head. Joe sent and it made you roll your eyes, he loved to tease you like that.

Right. Now tell me the real reason. You could hear Joe’s laugh because of your answer.

Are you doubting it? you rolled your eyes again.

Yes was all you wrote.

Fine, fine… I have a meeting today. You kind of wished what he told about missing you was truth, but you were determined of being really grounded about this. Ask me where my meeting is, Y/N. he required.

Where your meet is, Joseph?

Brighton. he informed and your heart jumped and you needed to regain control. Fuck, Joe couldn’t just said that with you unprepared. Hum… Y/N? he asked when he realized you saw the message and didn’t answer it.

Well, this is a good excuse for you to don’t miss me that much, isn’t it? you joked, you started sweating waiting for his response.

We can meet and catch up to resolve this problem of mine, can’t we?

Are you asking me on a date? You joked. Be careful, Joseph, you won’t be able to keep up with me if you are…

You are the one who won’t be keeping up, Y/N. You couldn’t believe in it. It is a yes, then?

You took a deep breath, your panic starting showing up.

“Are you ok, Y/N?” Y/F/N asked.

You nodded your head. “No.”

“What happened?” she seemed worried, you just slid your phone to her desk. “Oh my God.” she commented as she read the messages. “You are going, right?” she confirmed, passing your cell back to you.

“I don’t know.”

“Oh, c’mon, Y/N! You can’t miss this opportunity.”

You agreed with that, but it wasn’t fair to Joe. He didn’t even knew that you were at school while he was texting you.

You took a deep breath again. It was about time he discover your age. You were letting go now.

Part 02

youcancallmedale  asked:

If you're still taking prompts, then perhaps something a little mundane. Could you write something about LB And CN hanging out with the newbies Volpina and Queen Bee if that's even what they're gonna be called and just generally chatting about life while avoiding specifics or maybe QB talking about talking to the media and loving the attention. Just take it whatever direction you want I just feel like a calmer story would be nice tonight. Good luck and have fun

do you mind if i use this prompt to vent a little? :P

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“Is anyone else in the middle of exams right now?”

Ladybug, Chat Noir, and Queen Bee all shot their hands up in the air, each with an equally distasteful look on their faces. Volpina winced. “Yup. Explains why we’re all tired.”

They were all laid out on their backs on the top of a roof, deciding that patrolling was useless at this point. Ladybug suspected that was going to be the case when Chat Noir announced that he only got three hours of sleep last night and when Queen Bee looked like she was two seconds away from falling on her face. Ladybug herself had just shaken herself out of a long bout of studying and the last thing she wanted to do was be active. Volpina looked to be the only one who was functioning. 

“How the fuck are you so perky right now?” Queen Bee muttered. Ladybug snorted. As sweet and kind as she was with Ladybug, Queen Bee had a bad habit of cursing up a storm when she was around the other two heroes. Ladybug found the switch hilarious and wondered if that was some of her civilian side poking through. 

“Coffee, dude,” Volpina answered. “A crap ton of coffee.”

“It is way too early into exams for coffee,” Chat Noir complained. “It’s only the first one. I refuse to drink it until like….exam three at least.”

“Oh good luck with that,” Ladybug snorted. “My coffee presser is already in top form.”

“Ayyy!” Volpina held out her hand for a high five and Ladybug enthusiastically returned it. 

“Forget coffee, I need a window to throw myself out of,” Queen Bee complained. “I don’t understand why in the holy hell we have to take physics. It’s not like I’m even going to be doing that track for the bac anyway.”

“Oh my God, physics is terrible!” Ladybug groaned. “I don’t get any of it…”

“Same!” Queen Bee exclaimed. “It’s the dumbest subject.”

“Um!” Chat Noir piped. “You losers are so ungrateful. Physics is beautiful.”

“Yeah,” Queen Bee snorted. “Beautiful like punch in the face.” 

“Let’s be honest, history is way worse,” Volpina piped in. “Tooooo much to memorize.”

Chat Noir nodded. “Seconded.”

Ladybug and Queen Bee both scoffed. “History is easy!” “Lord, history is nothing!”

“You two are freakin’ crazy! If only you knew how much was on our exam….”

“It’s just memorizing dates,” Ladybug said. “And like….general story lines. If you can memorize movie plots, you can memorize history.”

“Seriously, just read the textbook,” Queen Bee said. 

Just read the textbook!” Volpina mocked. “The textbook makes everything so complicated.”

“Oh, no it doesn’t.”

“Dude, the textbook is insane,” Chat Noir complained. 

“What textbook are you using?” Ladybug asked. “Ours is super straightforward.” 

“Are you kidding me!? Unless we’re out to become politicians, history has no use.”

“Not true!” Queen Bee piped in. “Trust me. My father says history is always important. Physics and math have no use.”

Ladybug and Queen Bee fist bumped. “Amen.”

“Okay,” Chat Noir frowned. “Physics has way more real life applicability than history. When am I ever going to need to know specifics about the French Revolution?”

“When am I ever going to need to know how to calculate force? I just want to be able to count my change and that’s it. What else would I need?”

“Your entire existence is thanks to physics!”

“So? That means I have to learn about it?”

Volpina groaned. “If we wanna pass our classes, we do.”

“Ugh, this is torture,” Queen Bee said. “There’s a week left of this crap.”

“Well look on the bright side,” Ladybug assured. “After this? Summer break!”

“Oooh!” Chat Noir piped up. “Can we have a superhero beach day?”

“How is that going to work if we have to stay transformed?” Ladybug asked in exasperation. 

“Swimsuits. Over. Our superhero suits.”

Queen Bee glared. “That’s the stupidest thing to come out of your mouth.”

Volpina grinned. “Actually, I like that. I approve.”

“Okay, we’re not doing a swimsuit day. Come up with something else.”

“Oh come on!! It’ll be cool! We can play beach sports! I’m very good at volleyball.”

“Okay, that’s super fun, I totally second this,” Volpina laughed. 

“No effing way,” Queen Bee deadpanned. 

“Of all the things you could’ve come up with,” Ladybug said with an eye roll. “Ice cream! Movies! Chilling in the park! You had to pick the most inconvenient activity.”

“Most inconvenient, or the most genius?”


Aw come on, my Lady, use your imagination a little.”

Queen Bee looked over the ledge of the roof. “Oh my God, get me out of here.”