and then i woke up from my nap and i feel like i want to start crying and never stop

anonymous asked:

Hi!!! I was wondering if you could do how rfa+v+Saeran would react to seeing old self harm scars on MC or MC relapsing? I am almost 1 year clean from Self harming but today is one of those bad days I get urges to do it. If you don't feel comfortable doing this it's okay :) Hope you have a good day and keep working hard 💪🏼❤

i’m so proud of you for staying clean so long, i know how hard it is!! i have scars myself from 1-2 years ago, so this was comforting for me to write as well :) i hope it helped you feel a bit better, remember that you deserve being happy! ❤ i’m always here if you need someone to talk to 


Trigger warning: self harm


Zen (this turned out really long whoops)

  • A lot of his fans were jealous of you, so you got a lot of hate for being “to ugly and fat for Zen”
  • You were home alone as he was at rehearsal, so he couldn’t scold you for looked down at your thighs in disgust
  • They were faint, but the old scars on them gave you an idea. You hadn’t done it in a long time, but you remembered that it did feel calming to a certain degree
  • You went to the bathroom, popped out a blade from your razor, took a deep breath and let yourself feel that familiar burning
  • Suddenly you heard the front door open and Zen’s voice telling you he was home early
  • You scrambled to find something to wipe the blood away with, and ended up just messily wiping it away with a paper towel before pulling on a pair of his sweatpants and going out to greet him
  • He smiled when he saw you, then frowned
  • “Princess, I feel rude to ask, but are you on your period? You’ve got blood on your pants”
  • Shocked, you looked down and saw that the cuts appearantely were too deep for your messy wiping, so there was quickly growing blood spots on your legs
  • Zen was no stranger to people with bad mental health around him as he was a public figure, so he quickly suspected what you had done
  • When he saw that the spots got bigger his fears were confirmed, and you saw his entire face fall
  • “I-I can explain…”
  • He cupped your face and looked straight into your eyes with the saddest look you had ever seen 
  • “Listen here… I know a lot of my fans don’t treat you right, is that it?”
  • His worried stare was too intense, so you looked down with tears in your eyes and just nodded
  • He sighed and pulled you close to him, kissing your head
  • “I love you so much, it hurts me too… But harming yourself won’t do anything good, you understand that? Can I see..?”
  • Hesitantely, you nodded again and pulled down the pants so he could see, and he got down on his knees and started kissing your thighs, not caring that they were bloody
  • “I love every single part of you, you understand that? Let’s go clean and wrap this up, I will protect you. Even if it’s from yourself”


Yoosung

  • He convinced you to cook with him
  • You were supposed to make cookies, but the only thing you managed to make was a total mess
  • By the time you finally got them into the oven, you both had dough and flour all over from the food war you had
  • He offered to clean some up from you, and when you agreed he blushed and kissed you
  • When you smiled into the kiss because he tasted like cookie dough, he gained confidence and slowly pushed you back to the wall, where he pinned your wrists over your head
  • You moaned softly in suprise as he wasn’t usually this dominant and it was really hot I’m always a slut for dominant Yoosung
  • Wanting to see what effect he had on you he pulled away for just a second, when his eyes were pulled to where he was holding your wrists
  • The sleeves you usually made sure were always covering your scars had rolled down to your elbows, revealing all of them
  • You saw his eyes go from filled with lust to filled with worry, and you looked away from him in shame
  • “They’re all old… Right?”
  • You nodded and he sighed relieved, before he hugged you tight
  • “You mean so much for me, I don’t want you to ever feel like that again. Please talk to me if you feel bad, okay? Can you promise me that?”
  • You agreed and he kissed your head
  • “I think it’s time for cookies and cuddles”


Jaehee

  • You had such a crush on her, but she was either really oblivious or just didn’t like you back
  • No matter what the reason was, it really hurt and you couldn’t help but feel insecure when all of your flirting got turned down
  • You really didn’t want to stoop so low as to go back to your old self harm habits, but it was so hard
  • In addition to the fact that you lived with her, the stress of running a café and your parents not accepting that you had a crush on a girl, it all got too much for you
  • One day when she was grocery shopping, you couldn’t help but find a small knife in the kitchen, locking your bedroom door and resume your old habit
  • You tried to keep them relatively shallow so they would heal quicker and lower your risk of getting caught, but once you started you found it hard to stop
  • You sobbed softly but because of that you didn’t hear Jaehee return from the store
  • Not finding you in the couch where she left you, she wandered around the appartment untill she heard you and stopped in front of your room
  • “MC? What’s wrong?”
  • When you didn’t answer she got worried, found a spare key and unlocked the door with a warning
  • You didn’t even bother trying to hide what you were doing, you just hung your head in shame as she gasped in shock
  • “W-what do you think you’re doing? Give me that knife!”
  • She quickly took it from you, ran to the bathroom to get a first aid kit and found you full on crying on the bed
  • Putting bandages on your wrists she softly said “Shh… I don’t know why you did this and you don’t need to tell me if you don’t want to, but please know that this isn’t going to make anything better”
  • When this just made you cry harder, she kissed your newly bandaged wrist
  • “I… I care way too much about you to see you like this, you should know that. Please come to me if you ever feel like this, okay? I can’t ever lose my reason for happiness”


Jumin

  • Whenever the two of you made out, you would always stop him when his hands started roaming under your shirt
  • Which he thought was fair, considering that your relationship was still new and you probably just weren’t comfortable enough with him yet
  • A few weeks after you started dating he offered to take you on a vacation, figuring you needed it after the stress of the party and hacker and all that
  • With Elizabeth the 3rd safely at V’s house and a mansion by a private beach rented for the weekend, he wanted to spend some time alone with you
  • He was suprisingly fond of the beach and wanted you to take you swimming there, but you kept declining
  • Kind of upset, he asked if there was any spesific reason why
  • You shrugged it off and said that you just weren’t in the mood, that you were tired and wanted to nap instead
  • He encouraged you to do as you pleased, not showing how hurt he was that you declined his offer
  • An hour or so after you had fallen asleep, he got bored and went to check on you and saw you sleeping, your shirt riled up revealing dozens of scars on your belly
  • His heart broke when he realized that was probably why you were so insecure about intimacy and going swimming
  • Careful not to wake you up, he hovered over you on bed and kissed your stomach
  • Despite his efforts you still woke up, and squeeled suprised when you saw him practially praising your biggest insecurity
  • “Kitten, I don’t ever want to see you do this again, but please understand that I love everything about you and you have nothing to be ashamed of. You’re like a tiger, these stripes show that you are strong. Promise to not hide yourself from me anymore, okay?”


707

  • Yet again he was doubting your love and pushing you away
  • He yelled when you tried to hug him, not knowing that the reason why you were clingy was that you were feeling like shit and needed to be comforted
  • You knew you were overreacting when you stopped by the bathroom to get a razor before returning to your shared bed (that he rarely used), but it just hurt so much that he didn’t trust you even after months of living together
  • Taking a deep breath, you pulled the leg of your pants and traced the outline if your old scars on your shin with the razor blade
  • Seven did realize how much he had hurt you, and just to be sure he checked the security camera he had installed in your room
  • When he saw that you were hurting himself he rose from his chair and ran to the bedroom, desperate to stop you
  • “Stop what you’re doing right now!”
  • You looked at him with tears in your eyes and yelled “so now you care?!”
  • With a firm look he pulled up the sleeve of his hoodie, showing his own scars and cuts
  • Taken back, you looked confused at him
  • He just smiled sad
  • “I know life is hard, okay? I know I am a shitty boyfriend, a shitty brother, a shitty person. But that doesn’t mean you are, do you understand that? It might not seem like it right now, but I really do love you. Like, I really love you. Can we make a deal? If you try to never do it again, so will I”
  • You nodded and hugged him, both of you apologizing for not being there for each other


V

  • Being practically blind, he depened a lot on his touch
  • Because of this, he had really sensitive finger tips
  • As weeks passed and you got closer to the handsome photographer, you let him touch and explore more and more of you
  • His new favorite hobby was to just run his hands over your smooth skin, trying to picture exactly what you looked like
  • During a particularly steamy makeout session you were on his lap, his hand travelling up your thighs where he could feel raised lines on your otherwise close to perfect skin
  • Pulling away from the kiss and raising an eyebrow questioningly, he kept tracing the lines
  • You hesitated before you admitted that you had self harmed, and he asked you if you had any other scars
  • Nodding despite his lack of sight, you took his hand and placed it on your wrist so he could feel them
  • He smiled sad and kissed your wrist
  • “You don’t have any fresh, do you?”
  • When you confirmed that you didn’t, he held you closer and kissed your nose
  • “I like everything about you, you know? You’re human, bad things are bound to happen sometimes. You got through it though, and I’m proud of you for that. Please remember that”


Saeran/Unknown

  • He didn’t like to admit it, but something about you pulled him towards you
  • The way you always put up with his bursts of anger and sadness and comforted him, made him care for you more and more as time passed
  • So when he saw you sleeping on the couch, his first reacting was to smile as you looked cute and carefree
  • And as he did find you quite attractive (not that he would ever admit that), he couldn’t help but let his eyes roam over your sleeping body
  • When he saw the scars and cuts on your wrist where your shirt had riled up your arms, he got mad
  • ?? Who had dared to hurt someone as nice as you??
  • He woke you up suprisingly gently, wanting to know who he needed to kill
  • Disoriented from sleeping, you said that he didn’t need to worry but he refused to give up, so he asked his brother
  • He admitted that he had seen you harm yourself but hadn’t really figured a way to confront you about it yet
  • Saeran got even more mad and walked back to the couch where you had gotten up and was now lazily stretching
  • “Why the fuck are you hurting yourself? Explain!” he growled and pushed you against the wall
  • Stuttering and ashamed you explained that it was a way to deal with sadness, but he didn’t get it at all
  • “Giving yourself another type of pain will just make you more sad, you idiot! God, what’s wrong with you?”
  • Hearing the guy you were crushing on saying this to you and literally growling made you tear up, and you saw his expression change to one of sorrow
  • “I-I’m sorry, okay? It’s just… You’ve helped me so much and I want to return the favor, but I have no idea how to. You… You are special, I don’t want you to be sad”
  • You met his eyes and saw how sincere he was, and was suprised when he hugged you tight
  • “Please don’t ever do it again, MC”
When it Rains || Chapter Two

Genre: Angst, Fluff, (eventual) smut

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader, Jimin x Reader

Word Count: 1527

A/N: Thank you all so much for the love on the first chapter! I hope you enjoy this one too! Feel free to message me your thoughts and opinions! I hope I didn’t disappoint!

Originally posted by sugutie

It had been a couple of days since you met Jimin and Jungkook was still pissed at you. After Jimin left that day he accused you of cheating and all kinds of other shit that he should know you would never do to him. Jungkook had this idea going through his head. The idea that he could talk to other girls but you couldn’t even make eye contact with another guy. He interrogated you like you committed a crime. Asking questions such as, “who the fuck was that”, or “why were you with him”. You had to thoroughly explain to him that Jimin was just walking you home since he was too “busy” to pick you up. That shut him the hell up and you could see the glint of regret in his eyes but he gave you the cold shoulder because he didn’t want to admit he was in the wrong.

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the ultimate heathers lyric starter meme ( act 2 )

MY DEAD GAY SON

  • ❛  You wait just a minute, (name)!  ❜
  • ❛  It’s ignorant, hateful talk like yours that makes this world a place that they could not live in.  ❜
  • ❛  They were not dirty!  ❜
  • ❛  They were not wrong!  ❜
  • ❛  They were two lonely verses in the Lord’s great song.  ❜
  • ❛  Our boys were pansies, (name)!  ❜
  • ❛  Yes! My boys a homosexual, and that don’t scare me none.  ❜
  • ❛  I want the world to know, I love my dead, gay son.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ve been thinking. Praying. Reading some magazines.  ❜
  • ❛  It’s time we opened our eyes.  ❜
  • ❛  Well, the good Lord created the universe.  ❜
  • ❛  The Lord created man.  ❜
  • ❛  I believe it’s all a part of His gigantic plan.  ❜
  • ❛  I know God has a reason for each mountain and each flower, and why he chose to let our boys get busy in the shower!  ❜
  • ❛  I never cared for homos much until I reared me one.  ❜
  • ❛  He loves his son.  ❜
  • ❛  Jesus says it’s cool!  ❜
  • ❛  They just had flair!  ❜
  • ❛  They were desperate to be free!  ❜
  • ❛  They took a rebel stance, stripped to their underpants.  ❜
  • ❛  I can’t believe that you still refuse to get a clue after all that we’ve been through.  ❜
  • ❛  I’m talking you and me, in the summer of ‘83.  ❜
  • ❛  That was one hell of a fishing trip.  ❜
  • ❛  Our jobs are now continuing the work that they begun.  ❜
  • ❛  They were good men!  ❜
  • ❛  We’ll teach the world to love.  ❜

SEVENTEEN

  • ❛  Fine, we’re damaged. Really damaged, but that does not make us wise.  ❜
  • ❛  We’re not special. We’re not different.  ❜
  • ❛  We don’t choose who lives and dies.  ❜
  • ❛  Let’s be normal. Watch bad movies, sneak a beer and watch TV.  ❜
  • ❛  Don’t you want a life with me?  ❜
  • ❛  Can’t we be seventeen? That’s all I want to do.  ❜
  • ❛  If you could let me in, I could be good with you.  ❜
  • ❛  People hurt us, or they vanish, and you’re right, it really blows.  ❜
  • ❛  We let go, take a deep breath.  ❜
  • ❛  Don’t stop looking in my eyes.  ❜
  • ❛  Is that so hard to do?  ❜
  • ❛  Let us be seventeen, if we’ve still got the right.  ❜
  • ❛  So what’s it gonna be?  ❜
  • ❛  I want to be with you.  ❜
  • ❛  Yeah, we’re damaged. Badly damaged.  ❜
  • ❛  Your love’s too good to lose.  ❜
  • ❛  Hold me tighter. Even closer.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ll stay if I am what you choose.  ❜
  • ❛  You’re the one I choose.  ❜

SHINE A LIGHT

  • ❛  Deep inside of everyone there’s a hot ball of shame.  ❜
  • ❛  If we show the ugly parts that we hide away, they turn out to be beautiful by the light of day.  ❜
  • ❛  Every day’s a battlefield when pride’s on the line.  ❜
  • ❛  I attack your weakness and pray you don’t see mine.  ❜
  • ❛  If I share my ugly parts and you show me yours, our love can knock our walls down and unlock all our doors.  ❜
  • ❛  Who wants to share what’s in their heart?  ❜
  • ❛  No volunteers? Fine, I’ll start.  ❜
  • ❛  I live alone. My husband left. My kids are grown.  ❜
  • ❛  In the 60s love was free, that did not work out well for me.  ❜
  • ❛  The revolution came and went – tried to change the world, barely made a dent.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ve struggled with despair.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ve joined a cult.  ❜
  • ❛  I chant, I prayed but God’s not there.  ❜
  • ❛  (name) I’m ending our affair!  ❜
  • ❛  I faked it every time.  ❜

LIFEBOAT

  • ❛  I float in a boat in a raging black ocean, low in the water with no where to go.  ❜
  • ❛  The people smell desperate.  ❜
  • ❛  We’ll sink any minute so someone must go.  ❜
  • ❛  Everyone’s pushing! Everyone’s fighting!  ❜
  • ❛  There’s no where to hide.  ❜
  • ❛  The captain is pointing. well who made her captain?  ❜
  • ❛  Still, the weakest must go.  ❜

SHINE A LIGHT (REPRISE)

  • ❛  Aw look, (name) is gonna cry.  ❜
  • ❛  Stupid childproof caps!  ❜
  • ❛  Aw look, (name) is gonna whine all night.  ❜
  • ❛  You don’t deserve to live.  ❜
  • ❛  Why not kill yourself?  ❜
  • ❛  Here, have a sedative.  ❜
  • ❛  Whine, whine, whine like there’s no Santa Clause.  ❜
  • ❛  You’re pathetic because you whine!  ❜
  • ❛  You whine all night!  ❜
  • ❛  Your ass is off the team!  ❜
  • ❛  Go on and bitch and moan.  ❜
  • ❛  You don’t deserve the dream!  ❜
  • ❛  You’re gonna die alone.  ❜

KINDERGARTEN BOYFRIEND

  • ❛  He was sweet, he said that I was smart.  ❜
  • ❛  He was good at sports and people liked him.  ❜
  • ❛  At nap time, once, we shared a mat.  ❜
  • ❛  I didn’t sleep, I sat and watched him breathing.  ❜
  • ❛  I watched him dream for almost half an hour. Then he woke up.  ❜
  • ❛  He pulled a scab off one time playing kickball, kissed me quick and pressed it in my hand.  ❜
  • ❛  I took that scab and put it in a locket, all year long I wore it near my heart.  ❜
  • ❛  He didn’t care if I was thin or pretty.  ❜
  • ❛  He was mine until we hit first grade.  ❜
  • ❛  Last night I dreamed a horse with wings flew down into my home room.  ❜
  • ❛  Now we’re all grown up and we know better.  ❜
  • ❛  Now we recognize the way things are.  ❜
  • ❛  Certain boys are just for kindergarten.  ❜
  • ❛  Certain girls are meant to be alone.  ❜
  • ❛  I believe that any dream worth having, is a dream that should not have to end.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ll build a dream that I can live in, and this time I’m never waking up.  ❜

YO GIRL

  • ❛  Oh my god, is she dead?  ❜
  • ❛  Just another geek trying to imitate the popular people and failing miserably.  ❜
  • ❛  keep it together.  ❜
  • ❛  I knew you would come far.  ❜
  • ❛  Smell how gangsta you are.  ❜
  • ❛  I’m so sorry.  ❜
  • ❛  Feel a bit punchy?  ❜
  • ❛  She’s not looking so well.  ❜
  • ❛  You’ve earned that red scrunchie.  ❜
  • ❛  Come join (name) in hell.  ❜
  • ❛  Where have you been?  ❜
  • ❛  We’ve been worried sick!  ❜
  • ❛  Your friend, (name), stopped by.  ❜
  • ❛  He told us everything.  ❜
  • ❛  He’s got your hand writing down cold.  ❜
  • ❛  Please, honey, talk to us.  ❜
  • ❛  No, you wouldn’t understand.  ❜
  • ❛  Guess who’s right down the block?  ❜
  • ❛  I’ve experienced everything you’re going through.  ❜
  • ❛  Guess who’s climbing the stairs?  ❜
  • ❛  Your problems seem like life and death, I promise they’re not.  ❜
  • ❛  Guess who’s picking your lock.  ❜
  • ❛  You don’t know what my world looks like!  ❜
  • ❛  Times up! Go say your prayers.  ❜
  • ❛  (name)’s running on fumes now.  ❜
  • ❛  (name)’s totally fried.  ❜
  • ❛  (name)’s gotta be tripping on shrooms now.  ❜
  • ❛  (name)’s done for, there’s no doubt now.  ❜
  • ❛  Notify next of kin.  ❜
  • ❛  Too late, he got in.  ❜
  • ❛  Sorry for coming in through the window, dreadful etiquette I know.  ❜
  • ❛  Get out of my house!  ❜

MEANT TO BE YOURS

  • ❛  All is forgiven baby!  ❜
  • ❛  Come on, get dressed! You’re my date to the pep rally tonight!  ❜
  • ❛  You chucked me out like I was trash.  ❜
  • ❛  For that, you should be dead.  ❜
  • ❛  Then it hit me like a flash: what if high school went away instead?  ❜
  • ❛  Those assholes are the key.  ❜
  • ❛  They’re keeping you away from me.  ❜
  • ❛  They made you bling, messed up your mind.  ❜
  • ❛  I can set you free!  ❜
  • ❛  You left me and I fell apart.  ❜
  • ❛  I punched the wall and cried.  ❜
  • ❛  I found you changed my heart and set loose all that truthful shit inside.  ❜
  • ❛  So, I built a bomb!  ❜
  • ❛  Tonight our school is Vietnam.  ❜
  • ❛  Let’s guarantee they never see their senior prom!  ❜
  • ❛  I was meant to be yours.  ❜
  • ❛  We were meant to be one.  ❜
  • ❛  Don’t give up on me now.  ❜
  • ❛  Finish what we’ve begun.  ❜
  • ❛  In the rubble of their tomb, we’ll plant this not explaining why they died.  ❜
  • ❛  Our burned bodies may finally get through to you.  ❜
  • ❛  Your society churns out slaves and blanks, no thanks.  ❜
  • ❛  We’ll watch the smoke pour out the doors.  ❜
  • ❛  Bring marshmallows, we’ll make s’mores.  ❜
  • ❛  We can smile and cuddle while the fire roars.  ❜
  • ❛  I can’t make it alone.  ❜
  • ❛  You were meant to be mine.  ❜
  • ❛  I am all that you need.  ❜
  • ❛  You carved open my heart, can’t just leave me to bleed.  ❜
  • ❛  Open the door please.  ❜
  • ❛  Can we not fight anymore?  ❜
  • ❛  (Name), sure, you’re scared, I’ve been there.  ❜
  • ❛  (Name), don’t make me come in there.  ❜
  • ❛  I’m gonna count to three. 1, 2, fuck it–  ❜
  • ❛  Oh my god.  ❜
  • ❛  Please don’t leave me alone.  ❜
  • ❛  You were all I could trust.  ❜
  • ❛  I can’t do this alone, still, I will if I must.  ❜

DEAD GIRL WALKING (REPRISE)

  • ❛  I wanted someone strong who could protect me.  ❜
  • ❛  I let his anger fester and infect me.  ❜
  • ❛  His solution is a lie.  ❜
  • ❛  No one here deserves to die, except for me and the monster I created.  ❜
  • ❛  Heads up (name).  ❜
  • ❛  I’m a dead girl walking.  ❜
  • ❛  Can’t hide from me.  ❜
  • ❛  There’s your final bell.  ❜
  • ❛  It’s one more dance and then farewell.  ❜
  • ❛  (name) told me you just committed suicide?  ❜
  • ❛  Yeah, well, he’s wrong about a lot of things.  ❜
  • ❛  I through together a lovely tribute, especially considering the short notice.  ❜
  • ❛  What’s under the gym?  ❜
  • ❛  That’s it.  ❜
  • ❛  What’s that sound?  ❜
  • ❛  Give a great big yell!  ❜
  • ❛  Step away from the bomb.  ❜
  • ❛  This little thing? I’d hardly call it a bomb.  ❜
  • ❛  This is just to trigger the packs of thermals upstairs –those are bombs.  ❜
  • ❛  I wish your mom had been a little stronger.  ❜
  • ❛  I wish she’d stayed around a little longer.  ❜
  • ❛  I wish your dad were good.  ❜
  • ❛  I wish grownups understood.  ❜
  • ❛  I wish we’d met before they convinced you life is war.  ❜
  • ❛  I wish you’d come with me.  ❜
  • ❛  I wish I had more TNT!  ❜

I AM DAMAGED

  • ❛  I am damaged. Far too damaged.  ❜
  • ❛  You’re not beyond repair.  ❜
  • ❛  Stick around here, make things better.  ❜
  • ❛  You beat me fair and square.  ❜
  • ❛  Please stand back now.  ❜
  • ❛  Don’t know what this thing will do.  ❜
  • ❛  Hope you miss me.  ❜
  • ❛  Wish you’d kiss me.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ll trade my life for yours.  ❜
  • ❛  Wait, hold on!  ❜
  • ❛  Once I disappear, clean up the mess down here.  ❜
  • ❛  Not this way!  ❜
  • ❛  Say hi to God.  ❜

SEVENTEEN (REPRISE)

  • ❛  Listen up kids, war is over.  ❜
  • ❛  Brand new sheriff’s come to town.  ❜
  • ❛  We are done with acting evil.  ❜
  • ❛  We will lay our weapons down.  ❜
  • ❛  We’re all damaged, we’re all frightened, we’re all freaks but that’s alright.  ❜
  • ❛  We’ll endure it. We’ll survive it.  ❜
  • ❛  (name) are you free tonight?  ❜
  • ❛  High school may not ever end.  ❜
  • ❛  Still, I miss you.  ❜
  • ❛  I’d be honored, if you’d let me be your friend.  ❜
  • ❛  We can be seventeen.  ❜
  • ❛  If nobody loves me now, someday somebody will.  ❜
  • ❛  There’s still time to make things.  ❜
  • ❛  One day we’ll change the world, but let’s kick back tonight.  ❜
  • ❛  Let’s go be seventeen, take off our clothes and dance.  ❜
  • ❛  This could be our final chance.  ❜
  • ❛  We’ll make it beautiful.  ❜
Arkos Pregnancy Au

here it is folks. What started out as a way of making me feel less depressed spiralled out into this beautiful au.

are you ready??? (also please keep in mind that I only did some research into pregnancy so if something is wildly inaccurate its because I’m lazy)

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Prompt: This story is still based on a chat room conversation and can be seen here

Warnings: Still angst man. Some pseudoscience where I pretend to know what I’m talking about after some google research.

Pairing: Bones/Reader (predetermined)

A/N: one more after this. Then it all comes to an end. Catch up on this series if you haven’t! PART 1 PART 2

Word Count: 1627

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Undo (7)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5
Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10
Epilogue | Epilogue: We Meet Again

Warnings: age gap, mentions of death, smut

Word Count: 4,405

Pairing: Park Chanyeol x Reader

Author: Admin Xiufairy ㅅㅇㅅ (lol I made these banners for my series so I wouldn’t have to keep choosing a new gif every time…now there’s no hassle. I made ones for Escape, Undo, and a…different series that nobody knows about ha anyway what do you think of them? :D)

That night was the easiest you’d slept the whole week. Being away from Chanyeol was really beginning to affect your everyday activities. You could barely pay attention in school without your mind drifting to Chanyeol.

However, no matter how much you wanted him, you had convinced yourself that you were doing this for him. No matter how much it made your heart ache, you wouldn’t give into your desires purely because it put him in harm’s way.

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We Lost Them- Steve Rogers x Reader One Shot

Summary: (Y/N) and Steve have been married for a couple of years and have finally decided to take the next big step; having their first child. Everyone is supportive, knowing that it’s going to be a little hard because the father is Captain America for God’s sake. But not everything is so perfect.

Characters: Steve Rogers x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Reader (platonic), Sam Wilson x Reader (platonic), mentions of the other Avengers x reader (platonic)

Meanings: (Y/N)= Your name

Warnings: Miscarriage, sad, arguing, Tony but if swearing, only some fluff

My hand subconsciously rubbed my baby bump, a feeling of not still spreading through me. I had always wanted children, a family of my own. So many people had told me that being pregnant was a wonderful experience, despite the obvious pain at the end of it all. I totally agreed with them.

Steve and I had been married for three years. It had been tough seeing as he was an Avenger; I was constantly worried about him, fearing that he wouldn’t come home one day. But I knew I couldn’t think like that, how could you live a life like that? We shared so many wonderful memories together along with my second family, the other Avengers. When we finally decided to have a baby and were successful we received nothing but support and happiness from the others.

I was alone in the Avengers Tower, the others had gone on the mission but should have been back that night or possibly the next morning. Steve and I had our own place in Brooklyn but Tony insisted that we move into the tower whilst I was pregnant; Steve would have to go missions at times and he wanted me to be safe. I understood, thinking it was a good idea myself. At first Steve thought that it would be too claustrophobic, however t was totally the opposite. Having the baby’s aunties and uncles sound me Just brought more happiness.

I decided that it was time to finally get up. Although I was almost three months along I was already getting tired easily. It was a small bump but still a sign of life inside me. Forcing myself to stand, I felt a wetness between my legs. Had I wet myself in the night? Looking down at my sweatpants, my eyes widened at the realisation of what had happened.


There was blood everywhere.


I let out the most blood curdling scream I had ever heard in my life. This could not be happening. This had to be a nightmare! I felt frozen, I didn’t want to move. A series of urgent knocks sounded at my door but I couldn’t answer. My eyes bore into the red source spread all over my crotch and legs.

“(Y/N)?! Can I come in? Why are you screaming?” I heard Sam’s voice. Wasn’t he on the mission?

He waited a couple more seconds before barging into the room. I didn’t even blink as he ran up to me. I couldn’t breathe, tears were running down my cheeks but no more noise was coming out of me.

“Oh shit.” he whispered to himself.

“S-Sam…” I mumbled.

“Come on, we have to get you to the hospital ward.”


Sam helped me to my feet, holding me close to him. He alerted FRIDAY, instructing her to have the hospital staff ready for me. My steps were slow and small, I felt that every time I moved it would harm the baby even more. Was there when a baby left? Everything seemed rushed, I hadn’t even realised that we were in the hospital ward now. Nothing was processing in my mind, I couldn’t hear anything.

Sam held my hand throughout. He had become a close friend of mine and like a brother. He was always there for me, especially when Steve wasn’t.

“Why?” I blurted out as the doctor was trying to explain what was going to happen.

“I’m sorry Mrs Rogers, ‘why’ what?” The doctor questioned me.

“Why did this happen?”

“There isn’t always a reason, it just sometimes happens.”

“But why me?” I was starting to cry again.

“Again Mrs Rogers, there is no clear reason. One thing we do know is that it was not your fault, don’t ever blame yourself for this.”

After the appointment with the doctors and getting rid of the miscarriage, Sam just held me. I had only been able to get changed but after that I couldn’t bring myself to move. My loud wails of pain were echoing throughout the ward, tears soaking Sam’s shoulder. His arms were tightly wrapped around me and they never loosened.

“I came as fast as I could.” I heard Bucky come into the room.

“Bucky, what are you doing here?” I sobbed, pulling away from Sam.

He sat on the bed as well, holding my hands.“I was at training at headquarters when Sam called me. I had to come.”

“I just don’t understand.” my voice was croaky.“What did I do wrong? Did I do something to desrve this?”

“Of course you didn’t. These things happen but you just don’t think about them, who would?” Sam added.

“What about Steve?” I gasped. He was going to be so upset. Would he be mad at me?!

“They aren’t going to be back until tomorrow morning now. Do you think you can wait till then?”

“Let’s not get into that yet.” Bucky stopped us.“You need to rest, it’s been a long morning. Do you want some time alone?”

“Could you please stay? Or at least one of you? Just till I fall asleep.”

They both agreed to stay. Both of them sat in a chair either side of the hospital bed, patiently waiting for me to fall asleep. It was a horrible task. My arms wrapped around my stomach already missing the feeling of my baby. Steve and I were good people, we hadn’t done anything wrong. What if it was me? What if I couldn’t have children? My dreams of a family would be crushed.

I didn’t dream. Maybe it was a good thing, there was nothing reminding me of reality in that moment. When I woke I had hoped that it was all a horrible nightmare and I would be waking up with my baby still growing inside me. However I knew that it couldn’t be. As soon as my eyes opened I started to sob loudly again. Bucky and Sam jolted from their own naps, returning to my side to comfort me. It had been three hours meaning it was late afternoon. It was still so long until the others got back.

“I need him.” I wept.

Bucky started to think of ideas.“Maybe we could try to get him back-”

“We don’t know where they are right now.” Sam interrupted.“They may not even be able to take a simple phone call.”

I buried my face in my hands.“It hurts so bad. I literally feel like I’ve undergone a major operation to take my previous baby away from me.”

“Do you need a doctor? I’ll go get one!”

“No Bucky, my emotional ache has turned into a physical one. Ice never felt like this.”

“It’s a big loss, especially since it’s your first. But once Steve is back, he’ll be right by your side and so will the others.”

*~*~*~*~*~*~*


I hadn’t slept all night and it showed. The hospital let me go seeing as I was in the same building and FRIDAY could keep an eye on my vitals. Sam and Bucky were hesitant to leave me but I needed time by myself. It was now physically impossible for me to shed anymore tears, it had made me exhausted along with everything else that had happened today.

Steve was going to be so angry. What if he didn’t want to be with me anymore? What if he wanted someone to provide a child for him? All I needed to do was carry and protect this child growing inside me and I fucked up. But where had I gone wrong? It infuriated me, there was nothing I did wrong! It was still my fault though.

Seeing as there was no point going to sleep now, I got dressed into something a little more presentable. I still looked a mess. FRIDAY informed me that the team would be back in an hour; that was an hour for me to workout how I would tell Steve. I contemplated my words over the small breakfast I made, still not knowing what to say. I was emotionless. How the hell could I drop this bombshell on the man I love?

Standing on the landing bay, I felt Bucky and Sam come up behind me. They had been such good friends in the last couple of hours, I knew they weren’t fond of each other, but coming together for me was one of the reasons I loved them. Taking a deep breath, I watched as the jet landed, the door opening as soon as it hit the ground. Steve was first off, eager to see me. As soon as he dashed off I saw his smile and it crushed me.

I collapsed to my knees, hunching over as I started to cry. Bucky and Sam fell next to me though I could feel the familiar hands of my husband trying to pull me up. When that didn’t work he joined me on the floor.

“(Y/N)! (Y/N) what’s wrong?” he panicked.

“I LOST THEM! THEY’RE GONE BECAUSE OF ME!” I screamed. I could feel the rest of the team surrounding me.

“Who? What are you on about?”

I finally looked up at him through blurry eyes.“Our baby! I-I woke up and there w-was blood everywhere and-”

Judging by the look on Steve’s face I figured he knew what happened. He easily lifted me into my feet, taking me inside. I guessed that he wanted to be away from the team who respectfully stayed out of it. We made it all the way to our room in complete silence, except from the occasional sniffle from me. Steve locked the door, leaning back on it as he let out a shaky breath.

“Our baby….”

I couldn’t stand to see him broken.“I’m so sorry Steve. I understand if you hate me.”

His eyes widened as he marced over to me.“Don’t you ever think like that! It’s not your fault. I love you as much as I did when I first saw you, that will never change.”

He pulled me into his chest, embracing me with his huge arms.

“I….I can’t believe they’re gone though.”

“I just want to have a family with you, is that too much to ask!?”

“Shh, of course it isn’t.” he started to stroke my hair.“This will just make us more determined.”

“What if I can’t have children?”

“Have you seen a doctor?”

“Sam rushed me down to the hospital yesterday morning.”

“Did they mention anything about that?”

“No. I didn’t really ask.”

His voice was starting to get shaky and I could feel his tears dropping into the top of my head.“Then we’ll make an appointment and get us both checked. We are having a child (Y/N) and we’ll be the best parents there could ever be!”

He sounded so broken yet so confident.“I love you Steve. I promise that I’ll have our child.”

“I love you too. And I know that you’ll love up to that promise.”

anonymous asked:

Angsty headcannons with the RFA + v and saeran for when they get into a rly intense argument with MC??

A/N: Look you guys we’re finally posting! sorry It’s been so long things got super crazy and stressful all of a sudden. Hopefully this weekend I’ll be able to write a few of the NSFW oneshots that will be based off of this headcanon. There will be one for each character! We’re super excited to get back to posting. Thankfully I only have four days of school left! Also tw for a blood mention - Mod MC 

Angst fics so far: Zen Part 1 , Yoosung Part 1, Seven Part 1

Zen:

  • Zen has been working a lot for the past couple of weeks to the point where you only saw him maybe once a day, if he even came home at all.
  • To distract yourself from how lonely you were feeling, you started to clean his desk and came across an open fan letter.
  • Glancing at the letter you were surprised to see your name show up.
  • I know you must care for her deeply, but as a dedicated fan ever since your first big production, I must say that your acting style has changed. It took me forever to figure it out but I realized that you started to change after you started dating her. She is holding you back. She is poison to your career. I’m just worried about your future…
  • Before you could dwell more on that letter Zen came home, looking very upset.
  • Over dinner your anxiety was slowly taking over all your thoughts, to distract yourself you asked Zen how his day was.
  • “ I had a meeting with the director today, he told me I should take some time off because he felt as if my acting has been off for a while now.”
  • You couldn’t breathe. The glass you were holding slipped out of your hand shattering on the floor.
  • You…you really were affecting Zen. He got reprimanded by his boss because of you. This was all your fault.
  • Resisting Zen when he tried to check you over, you asked him “Zen, am I holding you back?”
  • When he didn’t say anything your worst fears were confirmed.
  • “I am, aren’t I? I’m the reason you are struggling, it’s all my fault.”
  • “Wh-what MC, no! What are you saying? Stop saying ridiculous things and let me look at your hand.”
  • When you resisted him again Zen’s frustrations washed over him and he started to yell
  • You have never had Zen ever raise his voice at you, it scared you. This is all your fault, trying to make him understand you raised your voice too, soon enough both of you were yelling at each other but you couldn’t seem to stop.
  • “I-I think we should break up. You are being stubborn and blinded by your love for me, the truth is I’m holding you back. I’m sorry, but this is for the best. Zen please don’t make this harder than it has to be.” With tears flowing down your face you turned around walking towards the door
  • You felt Zen grab your arm, “MC please, please don’t do this. Please don’t walk out on me. I’m sorry I yelled before, but please don’t leave me.” His voice cracking.
  • Your heart shattered as you pushed his hand off your arm. Without looking back you walk out the door and before the door completely shuts you whisper “I’m sorry Zen.”

Yoosung:

  • It had been a really bad week for the both of you.
  • Yoosung had just failed another exam it was the third one this week.
  • You had messed up a presentation and gotten yelled at by your partner in front of the entire class which lead to you crying in the bathroom afterward
  • You came home to your shared apartment in a wreck, crumpled up paper balls, empty bags of chips, and soda cans everywhere.
  • You did a double take, is this sevens apartment?
  • Curious you picked up one of the crumpled up papers and smoothed it out.
  • Your eyes were drawn to the giant “F” marring what seemed to be an old exam paper.
  • You started to pick up the other papers that was like a trail of failure leading you to Yoosung who was venting his frustrations on LOLOL.
  • Your self-control was about to snap.
  • Trying to keep your anger in check you said, “Yoosung, what is this, did you fail all your exams?”
  • Without even looking up from his game he answered nonchalantly, “Hmm? Oh yeah, I probably should have listened to the lectures haha.”
  • You started to raise your voice. “Yoosung, this is not a joke. How many exams have you failed? This is ridiculous. At this rate, you are going to have to take summer classes, or maybe even have to redo the entire year. WILL YOU STOP PLAYING FOR ONE SECOND?”
  • In a fit of rage when Yoosung still didn’t look up from his damn game, you went over and unplugged the computer.
  • “MC, WHAT THE FUCK? I was in the middle of a big boss battle, the guild was relying on me. Why would you do that?” Yoosung yelled back.
  • This only angered you further and you started to yell louder.
  • “This is not acceptable, how are you going to get anywhere if you don’t start caring about your grades and get serious. Stop acting like a child and grow up.” As soon as you said the words you saw hurt flash across Yoosung’s face.
  • You immediately regretted your words, you didn’t mean to be so harsh.
  • “Oh Yoosung…I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean that. I’m sorry. Today has been really ba-” Before you could even finish your sentence Yoosung was bolting out of the room, moments later you heard the door slam shut.
  • You slumped onto the floor head in your hands as tears started to fall from your face.
  • You remembered that is was your birthday.
  • Today was officially the worst day ever.

Jaehee:

  • You walked in for your shift at the coffee shop only to see Jaehee giggling with a customer. 
  • Usually, it wouldn’t bother you but she was very clearly flirting.
  • She continued to flirt with them even after you had greeted her.
  • She even gave them their coffee for free.
  • When he was done he reached over the counter and lifted her hand to his mouth, kissing it gently.
  • W h a t t h e f u c k.
  • Jaehee’s cheeks were dusted with pink and usually, you would think it was adorable but you were furious right now.
  • That was your fiance that he just had his lips on and she didn’t even pull away.
  • You didn’t say anything until you got home that evening.
  • “Who was that guy you were flirting with Jaehee?”
  • “I’m not exactly sure who you’re referring to MC.”
  • “Look Jaehee, I can tolerate your obsession with Zen but what you did today was not okay.”
  • “I really have no idea what you’re talking about.”
  • You were getting irritated at this point, why did she continue to deny it.
  • “You fucking gave him free coffee, and you kept giggling at his jokes. You didn’t even say hello to me until I came up and interrupted. It was like I wasn’t even there.”
  • “Oh. That was just a guy I graduated with. MC you really shouldn’t get so jealous.”
  • You began to raise your voice,”Maybe I wouldn’t have to if you actually gave a shit and acted like you liked me in public.”
  • “We have on matching engagement rings, and I usually kiss you when you come to work. I’m not sure where this is coming from MC.”
  • “I think I need some time to think and clear my head. I’m going on a walk. Don’t wait up.”

Luciel:

  • Luciel had been working non-stop for 5 days straight
  • Because he was so stressed he had regressed to his bad habits of not eating or sleeping properly.
  • You were getting super worried but he wouldn’t listen to you at all.
  • After all your begging he finally agreed to take a small nap but made you promise to wake him up after 2 hours
  • After he finally passed out from exhaustion you called Vanderwood yelling at him to stop working Luciel to death.
  • During the call, Vanderwood didn’t say anything at and you were proud of yourself thinking you were helping.
  • Luciel woke up and got back to work but before he could get too far into work he got a call.
  • The call went on for a long time and at one point he looked up at you in shock and after his face only got angrier.
  • “MC, do you know who I was just talking to on the phone?” he said in a deathly quiet voice.
  • “That was Vanderwood, and he said the funniest thing to me. He said that I shouldn’t be in this line of work if I can’t handle the pressure.” His started raising his voice  
  • “I was pretty shocked when he said that and when I asked what he was talking about he told me that instead of having my girlfriend yell at him about my workload I shouldn’t take on more than I think I can handle. Now, why would he say that?”
  • “Luciel I was just worr-” You started to say but stopped when you saw his hand gesturing you to stop speaking.
  • “NO MC YOU HAD NO RIGHT TO DO THAT. I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU THOUGHT. I THOUGHT WE HAD MADE THIS CLEAR. I KNOW WHAT I CAN HANDLE.” You’ve never seen him this angry before and you were scared.
  • “YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND WHAT MY JOB IS LIKE SO STOP BUTTING IN. MY WORK DOESN’T CONCERN YOU SO STOP INVOLVING YOURSELF. YOU HAD NO RIGHT AT ALL TO CALL VANDERWOOD.” At this point, he grabbed your shoulders and was shaking you roughly.
  • Tears were forming in your eyes “ Luciel stop you’re hurting me.” When he still wouldn’t let go you shoved him off of you.
  • “I just thought I was helping you. Because of work you haven’t been eating or sleeping properly. I was only thinking about you.” You started to raise your voice as well.
  • “I don’t need you here MC, I don’t want your help. Stop interfering with my work and leave me alone.” When seven finally looked up at you his face fell upon seeing the pain on your face
  • It felt as if your heart stopped beating. Your mind kept replaying the words “I don’t need you here.”  
  • “Y-you don’t mean that do you Luciel? I know you are upset but this isn’t funny.” When he didn’t respond your heart shattered. You started to cry harder.
  • “Well, if that’s how you really feel then I guess this is it then.” You turned towards the door you weren’t welcome here anymore.
  • Right before you turned the doorknob you stopped and you prayed that your voice wouldn’t waver again.
  • “Goodbye Seven” and you walked out of the door your heart breaking as the door shut behind you.

-Mod DK

Jumin:

  • Jumin had been away for a week on a business trip .
  • You were bored and lonely.
  • The two of you facetimed and texted of course so it wasn’t completely awful.
  • He wasn’t due home for at least two more days.
  • You decided to get a little drunk.
  • Jumin had refused your offer to sext him the other night saying he didn’t want any photos.
  • He had used the excuse that he wouldn’t be able to concentrate in his meetings if he saw them.
  • You were more than a little bitter.
  • You were half a bottle of wine deep when the door slammed shut.
  • You froze. No one should be in the penthouse.
  • “MC, come here.”
  • That was Jumin’s voice, what was he doing home so soon.
  • You made your way into the living room and saw him standing there. His coat was already off and his tie was loosened. He was in the process of folding up his sleeves.
  • “MC, explain yourself.” He gestured to the nearly empty bottle of wine.
  • Maybe you had drunk a little bit more than you originally thought.
  • You shrugged, “Don’t wanna.”
  • “MC” He said warningly.
  • “Geez, who pissed in your cereal this morning?” you slurred.
  • “The merger didn’t go so well, the CEO of the other company turned out to be a hack.”
  • You giggle, the word hack just sounded so funny.
  • “It’s not funny MC, Go to bed, I don’t want to deal with this tonight.”
  • That stung.
  • “You can’t control me Jumin.”
  • He ran his hand through his hair, getting more frustrated by the second.
  • He approached you, you weren’t quick enough to get out of his way.
  • He grabbed your chin and made you look him in the eyes. His voice was nearly a growl, ”I assure you that I can and will control you if I so please. Now go. to. bed. I won’t tell you again.”
  • You felt a twinge of fear at his tone. It must have shown on your face because Jumin quickly stepped away from you.
  • The two of you had agreed that Jumin could only behave like this in certain situations with clear boundaries and never when either of you were the least bit intoxicated.
  • “I- MC, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have let my frustration get the best of me.”
  • You were nearly sober at this point, “Jumin, I-I think maybe you should sleep on the couch tonight.”

V:

  • The two of you usually shared household chores.
  • Today, however, V was really busy with a job. He was currently in his office sorting through tons of pictures and would most likely be in there for the rest of the day.
  • You decided to take up his half of the chores.
  • This required you to water his small collection of cacti. He only watered them once a week and today was the day.
  • You were watering and talking to each one.
  • when you turned to water his favorite one, you tripped. You weren’t usually very clumsy.
  • You tried to catch yourself with your arm but you ended up landing arm first directly on the cactus.
  • You picked yourself up and dusted yourself off before inspecting the damage.
  • The cactus was squashed. V was going to be so upset.
  • Your arm began to sting as you heard the door to his office open. You saw splinters in your arm but hid it behind your back. Out of sight, out of mind. I’ll deal with this in a minute.  
  • He huffed and you heard him mumble, “none of the shots are right.”
  • He sounded irritated to say the least. As he rounded the corner the mess came into view
  • His eyes locked on the squashed cactus.
  • “V, I can explain.”
  • “Why are you so careless MC?” His voice came out harshly.
  • “You knew that was my favorite cactus, Rika gave it to me. Why did you feel the need to destroy it.”
  • Rika, the name stabbed at your heart just as it always did.
  • oh,  so that’s why the cactus was so special to him.
  • Your eyes stung with unshed tears as he continued to question why you squashed the cactus.
  • Your arm burned as you reached up to rub at your eyes.
  • His eyes moved to your arm, noticing the spines.
  • “You’re bleeding, MC, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be like that, this job is just so damn difficult. None of the shots are coming out right. Come on, let me help you.”
  • “Don’t worry about me, I can take care of myself.”
  • V reached out for you from his kneeling position on the floor but you walked past him and locked yourself in the bathroom not listening as he begged you to come out.

Saeran:

  • He had begun to fall into some bad habits.
  • You had encouraged him to make friends outside of the RFA.
  • You didn’t mean for him to find friends that would cause him to engage in risky behavior. They were a terrible influence.
  • One day he came home and he was completely out of it, that was the last straw.
  • You asked him what he took but he just shrugged and ignored you. You felt completely helpless.
  • Seven was out of town on business so you had no one to help you with this issue.
  • Once Saeran began to sober up you gently sat down beside him on the couch.
  • “Saeran, we need to talk.”
  • “If you’re going to dump me, just do it MC.”
  • You were shocked. “Is that what you want Saeran?”
  • “It wouldn’t surprise me to be honest. All you’ve done for the past month is bitch at me.”
  • You held back the tears that threatened to spill out and got up from the couch. You needed to take a walk.
  • When you got back from your walk Saeran was no longer in the living room.
  • You sat down on the couch and closed your eyes, rubbing your temples and thinking about you next move. You had to fix this somehow, even if it wasn’t you fault.
  • You would never give up on him.
  • You heard a distant thud sound all of a sudden. The noise repeated a few times so you got up to find the source.
  • You heard the noise getting louder as you came to the door of the room you shared with Saeran.
  • You opened the door right as he threw the last knife. You didn’t even know he owned throwing knives.
  • The knife wizzed past you and he locked eyes with you.
  • He looked completely sober now as he rushed towards you.
  • “MC, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to, I never meant to - “
  • His words faded to background noise as you felt something warm run down your cheek. Were you crying?
  • You tried to wipe it away only to have your fingers come away covered in red.
  • ah , so the knife grazed me.
  • You looked in the mirror in the room and saw a gash that looked to be about an inch long.
  • Everything came back into focus. Saeran was freaking out.
  • “MC, let me fix this, please. I can fix this.”
  • He was pleading with you but all you could focus on were your shaking, red, fingers.
  • Saeran went to the bathroom to grab the first aid kit and while he was down the hall you turned towards the door.
  • And you ran.
  • You ran from the house as fast as you could, not paying attention to Saeran screaming your name behind you.

-Mod MC

Disturbance (Jimin)


♢ Pairing: Jimin x Reader

♢ Word count: 1.7k

♢ Genre: Fluff, hint of smut(?)

    ⌲ Description: You and Jimin are spending time together at the dance studio, but when he somehow makes you angry, he knows just how to make it up for you. 

I bit my lower lip in concentration as my eyebrows scrunched together. Staring at the screen in front of me, I tried to finish my english essay on a book that I had to read. College was draining my energy away, while ruining my sleeping schedule in the run. Blinking furiously, I tried to drive the sleep away and instead concentrated on the words printed on the screen. Sometimes I should beat myself with how irresponsible I could get. Always telling myself to start early on an assignment, only to leave it until the last week or even day. 

I was sitting crossed leg against the wall in the practice room of Big Hit Entertainment. The new practice room was big and quite lonely. Being surrounded by completely white walls was kind of creepy as well. My back and legs were stiff from the position after such a long time, but I refused to move before successfully finishing my 5000 word essay. The reason for me even being here in the first place, was because of my boyfriend, Jimin. He had been so busy with his schedules lately and me with school, there was hardly any time for us to be together. So instead he invited me to be in the practice room with him, both of us working individually, but at least we were together. Though at the moment, I was alone in the room, as he went out with the rest of the boys to get some food for us. Let’s just hope he remembered my nuggets. Honestly they’re the best things ever. 

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hey so its been a while

im in a really crappy mental place and like my entire life is drowned in discourse right now (specifically today) and its making me an anxious mess. so today i slept, avoided the discord app as much as possible, only spent like 20 minutes total on tumblr, and worked on this. its bad but i need proof that today was worth it so *jazz hands*

pluto is better than u = alya, space bro = nino, trappist = adrien, galaxy print = mari


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pluto is better than u: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ikWb_Xjako
pour one out for vine

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space bro: alya
i love you
but why do you never sleep
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Not In that way (Jughead)PT.1

JugheadxReader


Ok so this is like my first small fic so im sorry if it sucks, I wrote this on my phone too so I apologize

Summary: You’re basically head over heals about Jughead and you’re tired of him being oblivious. So, after he rejects you, you change

Growing up you and Jughead had always been bestfriends. You had started to develop a small crush on him during freshman year, you made it seem so obvious even Archie who was always clueless noticed. You were tired it drove you insane, during summer Arch and Jughead fell out. Everything changed on July the 4th no one was the same. Not you not anyone. You tried being the same you no matter what, .Jughead started writing his novel, and when ever you’d spend your time at Pop’s he’d barely even talk. It annoyed you to the core but you wouldn’t show it. You were supportive you just hated you didn’t get enough attention from him

Present Time

I finally woke up for school after hitting the snooze button on your phone at least 5 times. Rubbing my eyes I slowly stood up, and brushed out my h/c hair and trew it into two french braids. Changed out of your clothes into your favorite black skinny jeans and a simple gray shirt and your Converse. After, getting dressed you walked to the bathroom and quickly washed your face and teeth. You quickly walked back to your room grabbed your favorite back hoodie, your phone, headphones and backpack. Rushing down stairs you quickly grabbed your Naked juice and keys. I started the long dreadful walk to school.

Arriving to school you where welcomed by Ronnie and Kevin.

“Hey y/n” they both said in sync

“Hi guys, have you seen Jughead” you asked and smiled

“He is in the newspaper room with Betty" Ronnie answered, both of you gave each other a half smiled

Veronica had started crushing on Betty, when they both kissed in the River Vixens tryouts. You told her, you felt as if Jughead had started crushing on Betty. It crushed both you and Ronnie.

“C'mon gals cheer up. Y/n if you want Jughead to notice you, tell him how you feel about him, and Veronica you do the same thing.” Kevin said while putting his arms around both of you

“Kevin you’re saying it likes its something easy to do. It all takes time to do. You can’t just drop it like a bomb” Ronnie said

“Yeah” you said agreeing to what she said

Kevin just smiled and shook his head and we kept walking

“Well i don’t know about you, but this is my stop see you in Chemistry"Kevin said and walked into class


“Ronnie, want to accompany me to give Juggie his notes” I asked her

“Sure"she said we were both hand in hand.


When we got to the newspaper room you were close to opening the door until you saw through the window. They kissed, it ached your heart so much you felt like crying. You faced Veronica she had hurt in her eyes. You’re eyes were watery, tears threatening to spill. You hugged her tight.

“Ronnie I have to go” My voice cracked

“Go they wont know you were here”she said 

I ran, I ran until I felt my chest close in. Tears streaming down, once I got home i ran up to my room and just cried, cried into my pillow like there was no tomorrow. I cried till I fell into a deep nap. 

I stayed home all day I never left it was around nine when you heard a knock on your door. I opened my door and was welcomed by Jughead with Pop’s take out and a milkshake. He looked into my eyes concerned as why were they puffy and red. You had wallowed all day. He had a worrisome look he gently closed the door and set the food down.

“Y/N, whats wrong why where you crying” He asked you grabbing both yor hands, I was done trying I was going to tell him how I felt

“Whats wrong, Jughead is that I’m in love with you.” I said it, I felt the weight fall of my shoulders. He held my hands even tighter

“Id never ask you to love me, because deep down I’m certain I know what you’d say. I hate to say I need you,I rely on you way too much, I’m so dependent, I’m such a fool for you.”I said my voice cracking at the end, he looked at me deeply at this point i was crying

“I’m sorry Y/N, believe me I love you, but not in that way.” He said

“Juggie I need you to leave before you break my heart anymore”I said

“Y/N”

“Jughead, Please just leave”I said one last time. He did as he was told ‘I guess its time for a change’ you thought to yourself as you grabbed the food he got you and took it upstairs.

Jughead felt such guilt he really did love Y/N  he just couldn’t break Betty’s innocent heart just like Archie had. That night he ended up breaking his bestfriends heart even more and it broke him.

Arkham Knight x Reader

So I actually don’t know much about the Arkham games, but i love the angsty Jason so i wrote a thing.

If you have any ideas or requests feel free to drop by my inbox

Warnings: Blood, Swearing

w/o/c= Weapon of Choice

s/h= Superhero name

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The madness in Gotham was just too much, no matter what Bruce said he needed help. So after about three years you finally took back your costume and suited up.


You were overlooking the city, mapping out how best to get to Batman. When a grapple hooked itself into the roof, only inches away from your feet. Looking down was a rip-off robotic Batman. The Arkham Knight.

Batman warned you about him. You needed to move, now!

Immediately you started running across rooftops. But the second you turned around you heard the grapple recoil and rapid footsteps, as you kept running you realized he was right on your tail. You threw a smoke bomb. In the mess of the smoke you dropped down onto the street, where you silently made your way around corners, hoping to hide. You waited in your hiding spot for a few minutes, but never heard anything.

You stepped out, looking around down one way of the alley before turning around and walking right into the Arkham Knight’s arms. He held you around the waist in a tight grip, your knee collided with his crotch. He bent slightly but still held tight. Then gave him a harsh uppercut to the jaw, causing him to falter and let go.

“Come with me now and i promise you won’t be hurt.” The robotic voice said. You Prepared your w/o/c and the fight began. He was good. Really good. And no match for you, especially because you’ve been out of the game for the past three years. No doubt you could have taken him back then, but now…

He hit you hard in the middle of the chest, sending you backwards into a brick wall where you hit your head, falling down to the ground and getting a nice gash on your chin in the process. The Knight stepped on your back harshly, and brought your hands together tying them with rope while you recovered from your blow to the head. “Should have just listened to me y/n.”

“How do you know my name!” you yelled. He only flipped you back over and stared down at you.

“We’ll talk after your nap.” he said, holding out his palm a gas came out and you were unconscious within seconds.

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You woke up slowly, head hurting like all hell. When you tried to bring your hand up to touch it you were stopped instantly. Opening your eyes you see your sitting in a chair. Your legs tied to each of the chair’s front legs and your hands tied to the armrests. You tried to pull on them but to no avail.

The door opened not long after and the Arkham Knight came in. He stood in front of you with his arms crossed. There was a silence in the air.

“What do you want?” You finally asked.

“Do you know who i am?”

“The Arkham Knight.”

“No, i mean who i really am.” He said. You didn’t say anything. The knight reached up and pressed a button in his helmet. “How about now?” He asked. The face mask opened to reveal Jason Todd, your boyfriend.

His face was horribly scared, the J engraved on his cheek almost made you cry right then and there. As it was you felt tears forming in your eyes. The love and emotion his eyes once held were gone, replaced by pure nothingness.

“J-Jason…?” You asked and he nodded. “What happened to you? I, I thought you were dead. I saw the video.”

“No thanks to you.” He growled. “I went missing and instead of going out to look for me you hang up your cape!”

“Jay it’s not like that.”

“Bullshit it’s not! That fucker kidnapped me and tortured me for months on end. Finally leaving me there to die, but i fucking didn’t. And no one fucking cared. Not you, not Bruce. No one!”

“Jay, i wanted to look for you.”

“Then why the fuck didn’t you.”

“I was pregnant.” With those words Jason stood up straight looking down at you with wide eyes. “After you went missing i went crazy trying to find a lead. I found one and followed it on my own because i was just too impatient to wait for the others. I ended up getting shot, Nightwing came and got me out. After that night we found out i was pregnant. It was decided that i should stop being s/h for a while. Bruce promised me that he’d bring you home. So i trusted him. I stayed at the cave doing everything i could there to find you.” You admitted to him as tears ran down your face and you felt yourself shaking. You didn’t look at Jason throughout your entire story, you couldn’t. “When we got that video of you… I freaked out. So much so that i went into labor… After he was born, i just… I couldn’t pick up the mask again. I wasn’t going to leave him with two dead parents.” A long silence filled the room

“Is… How is…” Jason trailed off not knowing what to say.

“He’s two now.” You smiled. “I remember when we used to talk about what life would be like if we had kids, you said you always liked the name Dean.” Jason was silent, still in shock.

“Are… Are you serious? We have a son?”  He breathed out.

“Look at the lock screen on my phone.” You said. Jason speed walked towards a table with the items that had been confiscated from you. The phone lit up and you saw Jason’s hand move to his face. You waited a long time before Jason spoke up again.

“Where is he?”

“With Alfred. I knew stuff was going on in Gotham and i wanted him to be safe.”

Jason nodded. Then silently made his way to the door.

“Jason? Jason where are you going?”

“To get our son.”

“Jason, wait!” You pulled against your bonds desperately.


“I’ll be back soon.” He walked towards you, lifting up your chin to give you a kiss.

“Jason! Wait! Dont!” But he had already closed the door.

~~~~~

As you waited your mind raced, what would he do? Jason didn’t exactly seem stable at the moment. Dean didn’t know about you being s/h. What would he do?

~~~~~

A few hours past, when the door opens again. You look up and see Jason holding a sleeping toddler.

“Jason…”

“Shhhh” He whispered.

“Jason he doesn’t know about any of this. About s/h, about you, or-”

“I know.” He whispered again and bent down in front of you. You both let the silence linger for a moment, only listening to the sounds of your sons breathing. “I’m going to keep you both safe.”

“Jason… You can’t keep us prisoners here.”

“I’m not going to.”

“Then untie me, and let us go.” Without a word Jason released you and immediately brought you into his arms, your son between you two. You held on tightly, looking down at your sleeping sons face. “Jay?”

“Hmm?”

“Please stop this. Just let us be a family. The three of us. Please.”

“I want Bruce-”

“I know you do. But i swear, he looked for you non-stop. He was devastated. The only reason Tim was brought in was because-”

“No.” He shook his head while breathing into your hair. “Don’t talk about the replacement.”

“Even if it’s something that you need to hear?”

“Just let me enjoy this moment.” He said holding you a bit tighter. “Tomorrow, the three of us will leave Gotham. We won’t look back. We’ll just be a family.”

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Han Solo being an amazing husband and father headcanons please! ❤️

Hi anon! Thanks so much for your request—this is what developed in response. I hope it fits your ask alright! It’s got some mother stuff in here too for Mother’s Day, and a little dancing (though real dancing is upcoming) for @knightedrogue‘s belated birthday. Sorry it’s 40 pages long friend

Things Han Solo Built

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The first, of course, was the maple crib. Both inspired and simple, each bar spooled smooth and spaced at flawless intervals. No menacing edges. Burnished just with beeswax because, Han said, the kid might chew the wood. Leia found the crib reassuring as time contracted to the baby’s due date of late June. She knew Han would be a good father; his parental viability had never concerned her. Still Leia appreciated this manifestation of Han’s own labor, painstaking taken to an entirely unknown level. Finished, sturdy, meticulous, safe, the crib seemed to give off its own light and warmth, there in the loft under a window, waiting for the baby who turned out to be their daughter.

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Seven Angst Pt. 1

Genre: Angst

Characters: MC x Seven/Luciel

a/n: Here are the Headcanons that this originated from: MC and the boys have a fight.   Angst fics so far: Zen Part 1 , Yoosung Part 1, Seven Part 1


You trudged into your Fiance’s office ready to confront him once again. Luciel had been working non-stop for 5 days straight. He was so stressed he had regressed to his bad habits of not eating or sleeping properly. He refused to come out of his office for dinner or come to bed when you asked him to.

You were getting super worried but he wouldn’t listen to you at all. You continued to confront him but to no avail. This time however, would be different. He was going to eat a good meal, take a shower, and a nap even if you had to force him to.

You began to pick up crumpled bags of chips and half empty cans of PhD Pepper. You threw them into a trash bag and once you were done you decided it was time to get Luciel’s attention.

You went to him and wrapped your arms around him to get his attention. You loved him even if he hadn’t washed in five days and smelled like potato chips.

“Luciel, honey, you’ve been up for days. Come take a nap with me” you cooed into his ear.

“Babe, I would love to but I just can’t.” he whined back.

His dark circles looked like bruises under his eyes and you bit your lip and tried again.

“If you’ll eat something healthy and take a shower I’ll make it worth your while” you flirted.

That seemed to do the trick. He paused his work and actually did what you asked for once. After he was clean and had eaten a healthy lunch the two of you ended up in bed. You were making out but he kept falling asleep.

You told him you could continue this after he got some sleep and he agreed. Damn, should’ve thought of this earlier. You promised to wake him up in two hours. After he finally passed out from exhaustion you called Vanderwood.

You thought that Vanderwood would be understanding. You guys were on almost friendly terms at this point. He mostly just liked it that he didn’t have to pick up after Luciel anymore.

During the call, Vanderwood didn’t say anything at and you were proud of yourself thinking you were helping. Maybe now Luciel won’t be so overworked.

You woke Luciel up even though you wanted to let him sleep. He always looked so adorable when he slept. He got back to work right away without even remembering your promise. Before he could get too far into work he got a call.

You went it to check on him when it seemed like maybe he was done with the call. He was still on the phone he just wasn’t speaking. The call went on for a long time and at one point he looked up at you in shock. After that his face turned red and he looked a little angry.

You tried to leave the room but he made a motion that told you to sit down and stay put while he finished the call. When the person on the other end hung up he swiveled around and stared at you.

“MC, do you know who I was just talking to on the phone?” he said in a deathly quiet voice.

You said nothing, waiting for him to elaborate.

“That was Vanderwood, and he said the funniest thing to me. He said that I shouldn’t be in this line of work if I can’t handle the pressure.” His started raising his voice  

“I was pretty shocked when he said that and when I asked what he was talking about he told me that you called him, but it turns out it wasn’t him it was the director, to chew him out about my workload. He said I shouldn’t take on more than I think I can handle. Now, why would he say that?”

“Luciel I was just worr-” You started to say but stopped when you saw his hand gesturing you to stop speaking.

“No, MC You had no right to do that. I don’t care what you thought. I thought I made this clear. I know what I can handle.” He had raised his voice. Not quite to the point of yelling but nearly there.

You’ve never seen him this angry before and you were scared. You decided that maybe staying quiet and letting him vent would help. That was the wrong move as he seemed to just get more frustrated with your silence.

“YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND WHAT MY JOB IS LIKE SO STOP BUTTING IN. MY WORK DOESN’T CONCERN YOU SO STOP INVOLVING YOURSELF. YOU HAD NO RIGHT AT ALL TO CALL VANDERWOOD.” At this point, he grabbed your shoulders and was shaking you roughly.

Tears were forming in your eyes “ Luciel stop you’re hurting me.” When he still wouldn’t let go you shoved him off of you harshly.

“I just thought I was helping you. Because of work you haven’t been eating or sleeping properly. I was only thinking about you.” You started to raise your voice as well.

“I don’t need you here MC, I don’t want your help. Stop interfering with my work and leave me alone.” When seven finally looked up at you his face fell upon seeing the pain on your face.

It felt as if your heart stopped beating. Your mind kept replaying the words “I don’t need you here.”  

“Y-you don’t mean that do you Luciel? I know you’re upset but this isn’t funny.” When he didn’t respond your heart shattered. You started to cry harder.

“Well, if that’s how you really feel then I guess this is it then.” You turned towards the door not feeling welcome there anymore.Right before you turned the doorknob you stopped and you prayed that your voice wouldn’t waver again.

“Goodbye Seven” you said through choked sobs.

Then you walked out, your heart breaking as the door shut behind you.

SEDATEPHOBIA

THE FEAR OF SILENCE

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NYCTOPHOBIA: THE FEAR OF DARKNESS


Originally posted by softtroublemaker


Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: ~1500

Summary: Bucky’s POV; It’s been nearly thirty years since you were separated from the man you called Зима, Zima, Winter. He was made to forget you, and he never knew why. What had the two of you done wrong? Now that he’s found you again… well…

Warnings: Still riding that Angst-train, bros.


Steve’s on the couch, remote in hand as he flips through the channels on the television. He sets the remote down and watches me in silence as I walk further into the room. I sit to his right. My eyes find the television screen but never really focus.

“How did it go?” he asks, finally breaking the silence.

“She’s not afraid of me. She’s not afraid of Winter. She is, however, afraid of the Soldier, and apparently, she’s afraid that I could potentially turn back into him. She can’t look me in the eye because she’s waiting for me to kill her.

“That can’t be right.”

I look down at my hands where they rest over one another in my lap. “Those were her words.”

He sighs, “Buck, you can’t_”

“Can’t what? Can’t be upset because my girlfriend, the love of my life who I thought was dead, looks at me in fear? Do you realize that, Steve? It’s not Winter or the Soldier that she’s looking at. It’s me!”

“Maybe she didn’t explain things right. At least talk to her before you start assuming the worst.”

I know he’s right. I do, but how can I face her knowing what could be going through her head when she looks at me? I don’t want to risk scaring her. I don’t want to risk her hating me. that is the one thing in this world I could never live with.

“I just wanted to protect her.”

“You can’t protect her from her own mind. You have to let her figure it out, but you also have to be there when she needs you.”

“I wish I knew where to start.”

“Start by getting your ass off this couch.”

I smile, nodding before pushing myself up to my feet. His voice stops me at the end of the hall.

“She’s not in your room.”

I turn back to him, “Roof?”

“Yep.”

“How long has she been up there?”

“Since about a half hour after you left.”

I have nothing to say to that. Instead, I go to the elevator in silence. I wait for it to open in silence. The only sound in the small space with me is the beeping as I pass each floor. The doors open on the top floor and I take the stairs up to the roof. I push the door open slowly. A gentle breeze lifts my hair, causing it to brush against my cheeks.

(Y/N)’s head rests in Natasha’s lap as the redhead sings, softly, a Russian lullaby. I try my best to shut the door without making a sound, but despite my efforts, her singing ceases and she calls me out.

“You just gonna stand there?”

(Y/N) shifts, sitting up and looking back at me. She rubs her eyes and smiles.

Her voice is rough when she says, “Hey. Come here.”

Once I’m seated at her side, she wraps her around my waist and kisses my cheek.

“You okay?” I ask, kissing the top of her head as she rests against my shoulder.

“I tried to take a nap after you left, but it was too quiet.” She shifts a little at my side, “Where did you go?”

Should I tell her? How can I help her if I don’t tell her, if I don’t ask her about the nightmare?

“Buck?”

“Sorry.” I try my best to shake off my nerves, “Dr. Kennedy called.”

She tenses a bit and pulls away.

“What did he want?”

“He asked me if I knew anything about your nightmares.”

“Did he tell you?”

“Technically, you did.”

She sighs, “He played you the tape.”

“Yeah.” I nod, “He did.”

“I’ll leave you two alone.”

We both look over at Natasha as she moves to stand, and (Y/N) reaches out to catch her wrist.

“Stay.” She pleads, “Please.”

Natasha glances at me, silently asking if it’s okay that she does. I nod, knowing how much (Y/N) needs that other person at her side. Natasha was the first person (Y/N) trusted after she woke up. She didn’t even speak to her doctors at first, aside from answering the basic questions pertaining to her pain levels or how she was feeling.

(Y/N) takes Natasha’s hand, their fingers threading together in her lap.

“There was more.” She says, staring out at the city skyline, “I said more than what was on that tape.” I could speak, but I’ll let her talk, “He helped me to understand what I was really afraid of, and it’s not you. It’s not Winter. It’s not even the Soldier. I’ve always known what you’re capable of, but you’ve never threatened me. I’ve never felt threatened by you. For the last six months, I’ve been learning you all over again. I’ve been learning the world, and unfortunately the only thing left for me to understand completely is the darkness of a past I hardly remember. So my mind turned you into something evil.” She looks up at me, tears glistening in her eyes, “I don’t want you to think I’m afraid of you, but I’m trained on fear. Fear made me trust in people that I should not have.”

“When we first met, I saw fear in your eyes.”

“I didn’t know you then.”

“And you don’t know me now.”

“I hardly know myself.”

Once again, things fall silent between us. What else is there to say?

She holds tight to us, to me and Natasha, the two people who have been there since the beginning. For whatever reason, she’s chosen to trust us above everyone else. She keeps us the closest.

The sounds of the city, alive and moving over the ground below us. The sight of the sunset turning the sky into a bright, raging swirl of reds, yellows, and oranges. The world is so loud around us, yet here we sit in silence.

Silence…

Darkness…

Maybe I understand now. (Y/N) keeps us closest because we’re the only two people that understand what it is to have a past better left forgotten.

“Natasha.” (Y/N) voice is so loud in the silence. “Can you sing? Please?”

I look over (Y/N)’s head to Natasha, who nods and begins her song again. (Y/N) sighs, closing her eyes and resting her head against my shoulder once again.

Even when she begins to cry, it’s in silence.


Natasha helps me tuck (Y/N) into bed.

As I shut the bedroom door behind us, I lean back against the wall.

“Thank you, Natasha.”

“For what?”

“For giving her someone else to trust. I don’t know that she’d be doing so well if she only had me to lean on.”

She smirks and looks up at me with her hands on her hips, “Whatever you’re thinking, you’re wrong.”

“What am I thinking?”

“Do you think she trusts me more than she trusts you?”

Her questions actually catches me off guard, mostly because that’s what had crossed my mind.

“Like I said, you’re wrong. She doesn’t need me the way she needs you.” she puts a hand on my shoulder, “She doesn’t need anyone the way she needs you.”

“I’m a dark spot on her memory.”

“If you really think that, then you and I heard very different things up there on the roof.”

“For argument’s sake, what did you hear?”

“Thirty years ago, she knew you to be the Winter Soldier. She knew you to be someone dangerous yet she never felt threatened by you. She only feared you because she didn’t know you, but then she found herself safe by your side. You protected her then like you protect her now. She’s got a lot to figure out, and her nightmares are her mind’s way of doing that. I know it scares her. I know it scares you because you feel like you don’t know how to help her. She’s pushing you away because she’s trying to figure out how to keep you as close as possible.”

“So what do I do?”

She shrugs and drops her hand back to her side, “Just keep her close and let her figure it out.”

“The therapist thinks I need to help her past her fear. Steve says I need to let her figure it out as I long as I’m there when she needs me, and you say I need to just let her figure it out on her own. So what do I do?”

She sighs, glancing off for a moment before looking me dead in the eye, “All of the above.”

She shrugs again, gives a sympathetic and then walks away.

All of the above…

Keep her close. Give her space. Help her figure it out. Let her figure out on her own. Be there for her.

That’s the answer, isn’t it?

I just have to be there.

A voice in the silence. A light in the darkness.


TAGS:  @melconnor2007 @curlyxtomato @skeletonwoman @chipilerendi @allyp1023 @snuggleducky @shakircreations

#160 - For you-andthebottlemen

Note: Good luck with your teeeeeth, @you-andthebottlemen - you got dis!


“Annnnnnnnnd. And, he’s just so good. Like. He’s soft. Annnn’ the mushroom hair was fluffy. And sometimes he’ll kiss my nose when he thinks I’m sleepin’ and I’ve named some of his freckles but don’t tell him that, ‘kay?” Your speech was slurred and your head rolled around. The gauze in your mouth made your words ill-formed and hardly understandable. The anaesthetic was still working, so you were happy. You could keep talking about Van while you waited for him to come and pick you up from having your wisdom teeth out. “He’s in a band and they’re soooooooooooooooo good. Like. He knows that but I don’t think like, proper. You should see him on stage.” Thinking about Van on stage was a lot. You started to cry.

“Um. Babe?” You stopped crying and looked around for Van, following his voice. “Where do you think you are right now?”

"Huh?”

You focused hard on your environment. You were in a car. Wait. How long had you been in the car for? Where did the nurse you were speaking to go? Van started to laugh.

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Perfect Little Family

Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 1,590

Warnings: Eeeeehhhhhhh major angst warning!!!! I don’t want to give away anything so this is kind of hard…..language, giving birth, yeah….

A/N: Woke up around midnight with this stuck in my head so I grabbed my laptop and started writing away like a maniac till I finished it. I love this so much lol I’m such an asshole. No hate towards Danneel, y’all know this by now with me but I still feel the need to say it lol  

Originally posted by stylinswallows

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You’re Safe

Prompt from anon: doing the prompt-thing? If so, I’d like to request 2, 18, 86 and 94 for Jughead. Thanks!

2 - “Hey, hey, calm down. He can’t hurt you anymore.”
18 - “What’s the matter, sweetie?”
86 - “Fine, don’t say anything and make me worry.”
94 - “I had a bad dream again.”

A/N: You guys are going to love this if you like emotional. I also changed “they” from the first one into “he”. Hope that’s okay :)

Fandom: Riverdale

Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Characters: Jughead Jones, Reggie Mantle (a/n: sorry not sorry)

Warnings: Emotionally and physically abusive ex-boyfriend; talking about it; swearing; forcefully making out; mentions of sex

if you’re in a bad situation, know that I love you and you can always talk to me <3

Italics are either a flashback or a dream.

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Originally posted by jughexd-jones


You woke up in the middle of study hall from taking a nap with a jolt. You scanned the area to make sure nobody noticed and it looked like nobody did. It was always the same memory, the same night just replaying in your head.

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Apples Part 1

John Laurens x Reader

Warnings: angst, swearing

Summary: Philip is just like his father, Theo isn’t much better, and John is a good boy

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“Get away from me!” You picked up the nearest item- a puzzle that took five months to finish- and threw it at him. He flinched, grimacing down at the scattered pieces.

“Please, just let me talk!” He took a step forward and you screamed. He covered his ears and backed up.

“Stay away from me Philip! You can talk but just… stay away.” He nods, lifting his hands in surrender and backing up a few more feet.

“Okay, okay. You were out of town, I was lonely. I just… didn’t know how to end things after that. She was just there!” You scoffed, turning around.

“You’re just like your father.” Tears filled your eyes and you ran out the front door, down the street to your best friends house. You threw the door open, launching yourself into her arms.

“Oh, Theo! How could he?!” Theodosia wrapped her arms around you, softly rubbing your back.

“Oh dear, it’s okay. No tears. Wanna talk?” You nodded, sniffling.

“When I got home today Philip made me sit down on the couch. He… he looked really sad. I asked him what was wrong and he…” You take a deep breath. “He’s been cheating on me for three months, Theo.” Her face paled, eyes going wide. She looked just as shocked as you, and twice as scared.

“(Y/N), I have to ask; did he tell you who?” You shook your head and she sighed, sounding relieved. At your confused look she explained “you might have gone and yelled at her without knowing more information. Maybe she didn’t even know he was taken.” You shrugged, taking our your phone. As quick as you could press Philips contact- set as “Pip” with two hearts on either side- Theo was pulling it away from you.

“Theo, what the hell? I’m asking who he cheated on me with so I can talk to her. Calm and civil. That’s it.” She shook her head, dark curls bouncing.

“No, wait until you’ve calmed down a bit. You wanna be perfectly rational for this conversation.” You sighed, knowing she was right. She offered another hug and you fell into her arms, letting her cradle you. The two of you fell asleep.

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When you woke up it was night time, but the automatic lights had turned on, leaving everything barely visible. You make sure Theo is asleep before grabbing your phone. You text Philip, hearing his phone go off in Theo’s pocket seconds later. You grab his phone from her jacket and shake her awake, fresh tears threatening to spill

“Theo, why do you have Philip’s phone?” She yawns.

“Musta left it here last time we fooled around. Why do you care, Lee?” You laughed dryly at her mistake.

“Theo, wake the fuck up! I’m not Charles, idiot!” You shake her, and her eyes jolt open.

“Oh… Oh God (Y/N)! Uhh… I can’t really explain that…” You shake your head and stand up.

“Goodbye, Theodosia.” She doesn’t try to stop you as you walk out the front door. You wander, no place in mind, and eventually deciding to lay down in the park and sleep. As you drift off you stare up at the blurry sky, unsure of when you started crying in the first place.

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You’re woken up by the feeling of being moved. As soon as you open your eyes you shut them tightly again. Damn sun. How long did I sleep? You groan, trying to figure out who’s moving you. You open your eyes and look up, an unfamiliar face greeting you. You panic for a moment.

“Wh-what are you doing? Put me down, please.” You hear the fear in your own voice and your would-be kidnapper looks down at you.

“You’re awake! Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you up… You looked cold on the grass so I got you so blankets and made a little bed out of a few. Here.” He set you down and you got a better look at him. You panicked for a moment, jumping back.

“I told you to stay away from me! What are you do…ing… Wait, You’re not him.” The man looked at you confused. “I’m sorry, I thought you were Philip! My boyfriend… ex-boyfriend I mean.”

“Are you okay? Why were you sleeping on the grass? You look like you’ve been crying, are you unsafe?” He threw questions at you a million miles a minute.

“Slow down, dude. That is way too many questions. One at a time, please.” He nodded.

“Whats your name?”

“(Y/N)(Y/L/N), and yours sir?”

“John Laurens. You said Philip did this? Philip Hamilton?” You nodded. “That little…” He sighed. “What exactly did he do?”

“You seem to know him, go ahead and ask him yourself.” He shook his head.

“I don’t know Philip very well. I only know him because I used to be very good friends with his father. Before the Maria situation. It’s okay if you don’t wanna talk about what he did.” Now it’s your turn to shake your head.

“No, it’s fine. I just found out that he’s been… been cheating on me for months. When I went to Theo, my best friend, for comfort I found out that he had been cheating on me with her. So that sucked. Can we not be standing in the park anymore? I’m getting cold.” He led you to a cafe and bought you a hot chocolate.

“I guess the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, huh?” He joked. You laughed a bit. “Hey, there’s a smile! So, uh, are you okay? Did you and Philip live together?” You looked down, staring into your hot chocolate and nodding. “You need somewhere to stay? I know you don’t exactly know me but i hope you can trust me.” You nodded again.

“It’s nice to have someone on my side. I’ve been my own team the last twenty four hours. Gets kinda lonely.” He placed his hand on your arm, offering a kind smile and sympathetic eyes.

“From now on I’m always on your side.” You smiled back, more tears forming. “How about we get your stuff set up in my house, I have a spare room. We will, however, need to grab it from your place.” Your eyes go wide and you shake your head. “Alright, alright, hey, don’t cry. I can go get it with you, or if you want I can go and have Philip give me the small stuff and we can get the big things later. That sound good?” You wipe away your tears and stand up, going to the other side of the table and hugging him.

“Thank you so much.” Your voice came out strained, but he hugged back tightly. He stood up and grabbed your hot chocolate. The two of you walked to his house together, a blanket wrapped around your shoulders, him carrying the other three. You sipped your hot chocolate as you walked, frowning into the cup when it was empty. He chuckled.

“I’ll make you a new one when we get there.” You nodded, giggling. His eyes lit up, he smiled down at you. It didn’t take long to get to his house. As you walked in you heard yelling, but no anger behind the words. You followed John into the living room to see two men playing Mario cart.

“HA! Take that!” The one of the left yelled as top screen got hit with a blue shell and he zoomed past.

“You Goddamn horse fucker!” Ooh, cute accent!

“Laf, Herc, we have a guest!” John shouted above their screaming. They turned around to see you, puffy eyed and wrapped in a blanket.

“You were supposed to make sure she was warm, not pick her up off the street.” The horse fucker (you didn’t know what to call him) laughed. John moved to defend you but you put a hand on his shoulder, stopping him.

“Listen, boys. I am not a street rat, I am just going through a bad patch in my life. Our dear John was kind enough to give me a place to stay. If you could refrain from talking about me like I’m not in the room I would really enjoy it, thank you.” You looked at John and he was wide eyed.

“Mic drop.” You heard the Frenchman whisper. You laughed lightly.

“Uh, um, I’m sorry.” He looked like he’d never been called out like that before.

“Introduction time!” John jumped in the silence. “Herc, Laf, this is (Y/N)(Y/L/N). (Y/N), this is Hercules,” the man you just roasted raised his arm in a small wave. “And this is Marie-Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert du Motier, Marquis de Lafayette, but we just call him Lafayette, or Laf.” He turned to Lafayatte. “Did I get it right this time?” He nodded.

“Wow, okay, I need a nap.” John laughed.

“You woke up twenty minutes ago, though.” You shushed him. “ Show me to my bed, I am tired!” You half-shouted. John led you upstairs to a room with a bed and an empty dresser.

“When you wake up I’m not sure if I’ll be back yet. If having the boys help me bring back as much as we can in one go.” You nodded as you climbed into the bed.

“Alright, goodnight John.”

“It’s the middle of the day, but… Goodnight (Y/N).”

Be okay

Request:  Could write something where Harry and Y/n have kids and Y/n doesn’t tell Harry that she has Depression?? 

WARNING: MENTIONS POST NATAL DEPRESSION PLEASE DO NOT READ IF THIS MAY UPSET YOU 

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