and then the tears started falling and i couldn't get up

magic touch bond au
  • i keep thinking of a magical au where jack and bitty wake up
  • like after a party or something and they’re both in excruciating pain
  • and so all the guys are freaking out and they sort of piece together that jack and bitty are being affected by the same thing
  • so holster hauls a screaming bitty into jack’s room and dumps him on the bed next to jack and the moment they touch everything…stops
  • why yes, it’s our old friend, the Forced to Be Touching At All Times Trope

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anonymous asked:

Yo, what if artist! Stiles couldn't stop drawing a hot stranger in his college class who looks really hot with glasses (aka Derek). And then he gets dared to actually sit next to him in class and then the Hot Stranger, and accidentally leaves his drawings of Hot Stranger behind as he leaves and hot stranger just wants to give them back and ask Stiles out because Stiles is his Hot Stranger.

Hello I am back with another prompt fill!!! This is semi-nerd!Derek, I hope y'all aren’t too disappointed with me…

Thanks to @sterek for looking over this for me!!!

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Title: Picture Us Together

Stiles remembers the start of this year clear as day. He’d been sitting next to Scott, both of them equal parts terrified and exhilarated, and Stiles had just been complaining about how he was going to focus on his studies instead of finding a significant other — stop laughing, Scott — and that’s when he walked in.

He being Derek Hale: two hundred pounds of muscle wrapped in a package of adorableness, bunny teeth and thick-rimmed glasses. Stiles isn’t ashamed he fell in love at first sight. Well, it was more like lust at first sight. The love came when Stiles discovered he and Derek were in the same History class and Derek always, without fault, knew all of the answers to everything and handed his assignments in three weeks before the deadline.

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Jason: "Why couldn't Wonder Woman have adopted me instead?"

HI I WROTE A THING

Cor Et Cerebrum universe bc why not and also I don’t have to do a ton of legwork to get Bruce and Jason to talk.

Gen!Fic
Fluffish
Some language

Jason Todd has been moping around the manor for five weeks when Bruce has finally, finally had enough. He likes having him there, he really does, and most of the time it works out just fine.

Except Jason has picked up the awful, grating habit of muttering, “Why couldn’t Wonder Woman have adopted me instead?” every single time he’s even mildly annoyed. In his defense, Bruce visibly flinched the first time Jason said it, half-joking, and he’s been throwing it around since then probably in hopes of getting a similar reaction which Bruce will not give him the satisfaction of seeing.

Jason is pretty fond of his new catchphrase and the week that Bruce reaches his limit is the same week Jason makes sure he overhears it while Jason is talking to Alfred, Damian, Tim, Dev, and Dick, in that order. The final straw is when he’s sitting on the floor in the study while Bruce works at the desk, and Jason puts his book down to ruffle Titus’ ears and without provocation says it to the dog.

“You’re a good boy,” he says to the drooling face, the dog’s whole body shaking in excitement. “I never had a dog. Why couldn’t Wonder Woman have adopted me instead? She’d let me have a dog.”

Bruce slams the folder in front of him shut and Jason waits for the shout or the tense reassurance that Jason could, in fact, procure a dog if he so desired.

But instead Bruce picks up his cell phone.

“Diana,” he says after a moment. “I have a problem.”

Jason stops petting Titus to listen and Bruce stands and leaves the room.

“Get a bag,” Bruce says stiffly when he returns, Jason still sitting and too shell-shocked to move. “Now.”

And if Bruce is going to take it to the next level, Jason is going to match him step for effing step. He throws stuff in a duffel upstairs and stomps back down toward the front, where he finds Bruce waiting.

“Hurry up,” Bruce says. “She’ll be here soon.”

Jason follows him to the end of the lane where Bruce takes the duffel bag and motions for him to sit down on it. Bewildered, amused, angry, and still silent, Jason complies.

Bruce pulls something out of his pocket and then crouches and safety pins a piece of paper to Jason’s shirt.

“Ow,” Jason mutters, even though the pin didn’t actually prick him.

“Sorry,” Bruce says, and Jason feels a touch of guilt but doesn’t fess up. “We’ll miss you. Have fun.”

And then Bruce leaves.

A few minutes later, a car turns into the drive and stops. The window rolls down and Dev looks at him. Tim is in the passenger seat on the far side, with wide eyes, sipping something orange through a plastic straw.

“Mate,” Dev says, leaning out the window to look around a bit.

“Yep,” Jason says.

The note on his chest says UNACCOMPANIED MINOR. GUARDIAN: DIANA PRINCE.

Jason isn’t a minor but he’ll let this detail slide for now.

“I’m calling his bluff,” Jason says, and Tim snorts.

“Bloody hell,” Dev grumbles and rolls up the window and drives toward the manor.

Another few minutes go by, slow in the early fall afternoon, and then there’s a soft whoosh and Wonder Woman lands on her booted feet in front of him. For all his bravado, he hasn’t actually spent all that much time in front of her, and if he’s honest, she still intimidates him far more than Clark ever does. He forces himself to give her what he hopes is a cheeky grin.

“Hiya,” he says. “Guess you’re the new mom.”

“Your father conveyed such wishes,” she replies solemnly.

She looks up and Jason turns at the sound of footsteps approaching across the fine gravel. It’s Bruce again, this time with a mug in his hand. He raises it to Diana slightly in greeting.

“He is certain?” Diana asks and Jason is starting to feel a little nervous. She sounds so serious.

“Ask him,” Bruce says, with a shrug. He stops and puts one hand in his pocket while he sips the coffee. “He’s been talking about it for months.”

“Are you certain?” Diana asks Jason and Jason is still unwilling to back down. At some point, one of them has to break and either admit it’s a huge farce or beg him to change his mind.

“Yep,” Jason says. “So, whaddaya say we get the frick outta here?”

“I have always wanted a son,” she says, now beaming. “I always thought it unlikely to find one that agreed to the terms of Themyscira.”

“You’ve found him,” Jason says, giving Bruce a slightly alarmed look. He was not made aware of terms.

“Do not trouble yourself,” Diana says, seeing his expression. “Castration is a brave but noble undertaking to dwell among my women. And we are not barbarians. You will be permitted to be sedated for the procedure if you desire it. There is no shame.”

Jason feels the blood rush to his cheeks and then immediately drain from his head.

“The–” is all he gets out. The world around him has gone fuzzy, wrapped in gauze and protected from sound.

He does not hear or see Bruce sputter into his coffee.

But he does turn to look at Bruce after and mistakes the attempt at Bruce’s self-recovery for a dark scowl.

So, Jason figures he brought this on himself.

“Shall we go?” Diana asks.

“I…” Jason looks dumbly down at the note on his chest and tears it off with a frown. “I think I’ll stay,” he says faintly.

“That is unfortunate but understandable. I have reason to believe your current family holds great affection for you,” Diana says kindly.

“Sorry to waste your time,” Bruce says, as Jason climbs to his feet and says a hasty goodbye. The boy goes up into the manor and disappears inside.

“How did I do?” Diana asks, smiling at Bruce.

“Fine,” he says, scant on praise as usual. “The castration bit was a little over the top, don’t you think?”

“It was very effective,” Diana retorts. And Bruce can’t argue with that.

“Thanks again,” Bruce says. “I’m going to go do damage control.”

“It was my pleasure,” Diana says before flying away. Bruce watches her go and then turns back to the house. When he goes inside, Jason is sitting on the steps in the foyer with a defiant glare.

“I wish the Kents had adopted me,” he snaps before Bruce can speak. “They’d never do something like this.”

Bruce opens his mouth and for a long moment, is frozen, but then he laughs and holds out an arm. Jason is still sulking, pretty convincingly for someone wearing combat boots and almost as tall as Bruce.

He steps right into the hug with his arms stiff at his sides and his chin dipped down. Bruce squeezes him, an arm firm around Jason’s shoulders.

“You didn’t really think I’d let her take you, did you?” he asks.

Jason grumbles something indistinct and shakes his head.

“You know she was joking, right?”

“Fuck me,” Jason mutters in disgust and relief at once. “I’m never gonna be able to even look at her again.”

“Give it a few months,” Bruce says. “You’ll survive. And maybe stop throwing your dad out with the bathwater every time I turn around.”

“Are you calling yourself a baby?” Jason asks without looking up, but Bruce can hear the grin in Jason’s voice.

“Maybe. Maybe I’m sensitive.”

Jason barks a laugh against Bruce’s shoulder and steps back.

“Deal,” he says.

“Crap,” Tim says from the top of the stairs. They both look up to where Tim and Damian both have armfuls of books and action figures from Jason’s room.

“Put those back,” Jason orders sharply, already hurrying toward the stairs. “Now, you miscreants.”

“Why did you permit a return policy, Father?” Damian asks, stepping back and tightening his grip. Tim has already fled and abandoned him there. Damian wastes no more time in following and Jason’s heavy boots sound out as he storms down the hall. There are outraged shouts and a scream a moment later.

“Change of heart, sir?” Alfred asks calmly, walking by with a tray of tea things.

“Something like that,” Bruce says, still looking up the stairs and trying to decide if it’s worth intervening. There’s another yell and he decides they’ll come for help if they need it.

Probably.

Maybe.

There’s a loud crash.

He shakes his head and goes upstairs.

“I knew she wasn’t serious,” he mutters to himself when there’s another crash. “Why didn’t I go with her?”

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Pairing: Dean x Reader

Tags: Fluff, smut, smut with lots of feelings, ):

Words: 1,755

A/N: *runs away*

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Crush

Here’s my submission for this week’s writing prompt from the Wolfstar Introvert Club @introvert-club​. This week’s prompt was:

“You see, Remus here has had a crush on me since first year, so he just can’t help himself.”

Reminder that prompts are posted every Saturday, and are open to everyone. Just be sure to #wolfstar introvert prompt or tag the club so we can find your work!

Read it under the cut, or check it out on AO3. Thanks for reading!


March 1976

“You see, Remus here has had a crush on me since first year, so he just can’t help himself.” James grins as he drops down onto the bed next to Remus, throwing arm around his shoulders, planting a sloppy kiss on his cheek. Remus rolls his eyes and continues in his heckling of James’ new pants. The pants with snitches fluttering across them. The pants which he is currently wearing. The pants that made Peter tease about Remus checking out James’ arse.

Sirius narrows his eyes. James is a fucking prat. Remus does not have a crush on him. That would be ridiculous. Remus does not get crushes, he’s never even had a date. Or a kiss. Sirius is basically his closest mate, so he’d know. And if he ever did have a crush, it certainly wouldn’t be on someone who once got himself charmed stuck to the Quidditch goal post while starkers. Evans is smart enough to know that James is a complete wanker, and Remus is smarter than Evans, so there’s no way he’d be daft enough to-

As James gets up to find his trousers, he ruffles Remus’ hair. Remus laughs and shakes his head. Sirius clenches his fists. As James walks past Sirius, he flashes an infuriating smirk.

So Sirius slugs him in the gut. Hard. James falls to the ground, choking and gasping. Sirius kicks him in the shin.

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Will You Fake Date Me? (Jimin Fluffy Imagine)
  • INT. Y/N'S HOUSE -- EVENING
  • Y/N sits on the couch enjoying a delicious bowl of popcorn. Her eyes are glued to the screen where a scary movie plays. Y/N's eyes widen in anticipation, her mouth ajar. She lifts a handful of popcorn to her mouth when-
  • JIMIN: Y/N!
  • Jimin barges through her front door. His small figure is illuminated by the moon of the dark night.
  • Y/N: AHHHHH!
  • By pure reflex, and not a hint of maliciousness, Y/N flings the tin bowl of popcorn at Jimin, showering her living room in kernels and nailing Jimin in the head.
  • JIMIN: OW! Y/N! What the hell?
  • Jimin massages the blow to his head.
  • Y/N: Jimin, I'm so sorry. Are you okay?
  • JIMIN: Yeah, I'm fine.
  • After hearing this, Y/N proceeds to smack Jimin upside the head.
  • JIMIN: OW!?
  • Y/N: That was for scaring me. How did you even get in here?
  • Jimin plops himself down on the couch with a sour expression and his hands rubbing the spot on his head that had received yet another blow.
  • JIMIN: The door was unlocked. You know for someone who watches a bunch of thriller movies, you really don't take all the necessary precautions.
  • Y/N sits beside him and pauses the movie.
  • Y/N: Why are you here? Shouldn't you be on a date with 'Super hot as fuck' Irene.
  • Y/N tries to pull off her best imitation of Jimin when she says, "Super hot as fuck" but her voice comes out a lot deeper than his.
  • JIMIN: Why don't we just call her 'Super hot bitch' 'cuz it turns she only asked me to come out to make Taehyung jealous.
  • Y/N: Seriously?
  • JIMIN: Yes seriously. I just can't believe I thought she actually wanted to go out with me. You know to actually date me.
  • Y/N pauses. She doesn't really know what to say in this situation. She's used to always being the one sulking and Jimin cheering her up.
  • JIMIN: Okay you can stop with the pity stares. I'll live.
  • Y/N: You came to the right place Jimin. My shoulders aren't as sturdy as Jin's but they are here for your tears.
  • Jimin bursts out laughing. Y/N flings kernels of popcorn on the couch at him.
  • JIMIN: That was terrible. Thank you.
  • Jimin sighs.
  • JIMIN: As much as I'd like to stop holding back my tears, I came here on strict business.
  • Y/N raises her eyebrow.
  • Y/N: I'm all ears Agent Chim.
  • JIMIN: I want you to fake date me.
  • Y/N pauses.
  • Y/N: If this were a movie, this would be the perfect moment for a spit take.
  • JIMIN: Y/N, I'm serious.
  • Y/N: You're joking.
  • JIMIN: I just said 'I'm serious'
  • Y/N: That's insane. Friends don't just fake date each other.
  • JIMIN: How would we know? To us it wouldn't be fake dating.
  • Y/N: Jimin, shut up. No way, I am not fake dating you.
  • JIMIN: Please, Y/N, I need your help.
  • Jimin grabs Y/N's hand in his. He tilts his head and pouts his lips. Y/N shakes her head at him.
  • Y/N: Why? Why would we even need to do this?
  • JIMIN: I want Irene to want me. I want her to see what she could have had. What we could have been.
  • Y/N frowns and pulls her fingers away from Jimin's
  • Y/N: Why do you like her so much?
  • JIMIN: What do you mean?
  • Y/N: What's so great about her? I mean yeah she's pretty and all but so are lots of girls. What's so different about her?
  • Jimin pauses. You can tell he's thinking pretty hard about this. He slumps back on the couch and stares into his lap.
  • JIMIN: Honestly I have no idea.
  • Y/N: See? You want to do all this for a girl you don't even really like.
  • JIMIN: I do like her. I just don't know what I like about her.
  • Y/N huffs and the two sit awkwardly in silence on the couch for a moment. A few times Jimin starts his sentence to name something he likes about Irene but then falls back into thought. Eventually Y/N breaks the silence and says.
  • Y/N: You know, if you had just asked me to go on a date with you, I would have said yes.
  • JIMIN: You mean like a real date?
  • Y/N: Yeah, a real date. I kinda get how you felt earlier about Irene using you to get to Taehyung now. And its not your fault. I should of told you earlier Jimin. I like you.
  • Jimin's eyes are wide. He stares at Y/N who is looking down into her lap awaiting for his response. Eventually she breaks the silence again.
  • Y/N: You're my best friend Jimin and I would do anything to help you but fake dating you would be so much harder for me than you think because that's probably the closest we would ever get to becoming more than friends.
  • Y/N gets up off the couch and slowly makes her way to the landing of the stairs.
  • Y/N: It's late. I'm going to bed. You can let yourself out. Goodnight Jimin.
  • Y/N reaches the first step of the stairs when Jimin calls-
  • JIMIN: Wait!
  • Y/N stops at the step and turns around to face Jimin.
  • JIMIN: When you asked me what I liked about Irene, I couldn't think of anything. But when you said what you said right now, I asked myself what I liked about you, and there were so so many reasons Y/N. I like everything about you. Even the annoying things aren't that annoying. Y/N, I think I like you too.
  • A/N:
  • Hello! This is my first time writing an imagine in screenplay format. I tried to incorporate both into one and this is what we got. I really hope you guys liked this because this was a lot of fun to write. Also to the Anon who requested this, I'm sure this wasn't what you imagined but I hope you liked it all the same. Thanks for all the support guys! Thanks @limseoyeon
  • ~Armygirl
Miss Stark -One shot

REQUEST !

“Could I request a tony x sister one where the team finds her in a cryo tank? She disappeared right after her parents died and she was only 16.. when she wakes up and sees Tony she remembers him but she’s shocked to find she’s still a teenager. And because of hydra she can control the elements. Maybe some fluffy tony cause he’s got his baby sister back”


Steves POV

“Guys , what’s the hold up? We have to take this base down within the next 5 minutes. ” Natasha’s voice sounds through the comms. Me and Bucky are face to face with a cryo tank that’s housing a young girl inside.

“ do you know her ?” I ask him, the way he’s staring at her sends chills through me.

“ I -I can’t remember . But something about her seems familiar . We can’t leave her here.”

“ I agree , but we can’t just release her, we don’t know how dangerous she is Buck. ” as I speak bucky disconnects the tank and opens it.

“ did you not just hear a word I said!” I yell , he lifts the girl into his arms , she doesn’t look older than 18. She has long (y/c/h) , and smooth flawless skin . Her long eyelashes rest against her cheeks and he arms hang limply as Bucky carries her.

“ we have sedatives on the jet to keep her down , I’m not leaving her here if we are blowing up this base steve .” I follow him to the jet , my eyes not leaving her motionless body as he explains to Nat and Clint about this girl. Who is she?

When we arrive back at the tower, the medic team is already waiting in the hangar . As they carefully place her onto the hospital bed and begin rolling her out of the jet  ,Tony appears.

 " Well I heard you brought home another Hydra toy, how many times are you-“ As the girl is wheeled past him, hes voice pauses.

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” Oh my God.“ Tony says under his breathe as he stares at the young girl.

” Tony what-“

” Did you know? “ his voice is cold and filled with anger as he stares at Bucky

” What are you-“

” Did you know they took my sister Barnes!?“ Tony grabs Bucky by the lapels of his gear and shoves him against the nearest wall. Tony has a sister?

” N- no , I didn’t know . “ Bucky wont fight back, his guilt about his hand in killing Tonys parents is still lingering after all this time.

Natasha pulls Tony off, tugging him along with her to follow after his sister.  What the hell is going on.

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Tonys POV

 I rush behind Natasha and the medics, following them into the med bay . I watch as they hook Y/n up  to watch her vitals. How is this possible ? I should have known HYDRA took her, someone doesn’t just disappear .

” You couldn’t of known Tony.“ Natasha says from beside me.

” She was only 16, I thought- I thought she ran away , that she didn’t want to be stuck with me anymore. “  I watch the steady beeping of her heartrate, trying to push away the tears.

” Barnes says it looks like shes been frozen a while, maybe they didn’t-“

” Maybe they didn’t turn her into a weapon , a murderer? I don’t have that much faith in HYDRa ,Natasha. “ I spit .

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My chest tightens, thinking of my innocent teenage sister being used as a toy for HYDRA.

“Any other Starks I should know about?” Steve appears on my other side, placing a hand on my shoulder. His face is sympathetic,  I send him a sad smile.

“ I thought she was gone, I didn’t think there was anything to tell.”

He nods, “ Why don’t you go get some air, we'll stay incase she wakes up . “  he offers . Why the hell is he always so nice?   I nod, knowing ill go even crazier just waiting for her to wake up.  I silently walk away, praying whatever  Hydra could of done to her is reversible.

Y/n’s POV

 The sound of beeping and hushed whispers makes it way to you ears. Where am I ?  you slowly open your eyes, seeing a red headed woman , and tall blonde at the end of the medical bed whispering.

” Where am I?“ you ask,  you go to move your hair out of your face, but are restricted by the thick cuffs chaining your hands to the railing of the bed. You frantically begin pulling at the restraints, panic invading you .Memories of  being tortured flashing through your mind , its almost as if you can still feel  all the times you were cut, beaten , and  burned all over again.

” Calm down miss, you are safe. I’m Natasha & this is Steve,  Do you know your name?“ The woman asks .

” Y/n .. Y/n Stark .“  you watch as both their eyes go wide. The blonde, Steve , looks oddly familiar.  When they don’t speak , your fear rises evenmore.

” Please, don’t- don’t hurt me. “ tears start flowing from your eyes , I cant go through this again.

” you are safe we aren’t going to -“

” Of course you are , youre Hydra ! I don’t know what you want from me!“  You are hysterically sobbing, the cuffs ripping into your wrists from how hard you’re pulling to be free.

Another man walks in, hes shorter than the bloinde & has glasses.

” Oh good, youre awake!“ he says cheerily , his tone alters when he sees the state of panic youre in .

” Y/n Stark?“  he asks, moving closer . You shrink into yourself, cowering back from the new man.

” Don’t be afraid, I’m Dr. Banner, but you can call me Bruce.Youre safe now. Do you know what SHIELD is?“ he asks calmly.

SHIELD? Dad’s SHIELD?

” Yes , my father -he was a founder. “

” You’re at a SHIELD affiliated tower, not HYDRA, you are safe . “ he places a hand on your arm . His touch is warm and comforting. The fearful tears turn into tears of joy; the feeling of being some where safe is overwhelming.

” Y/n?“ a new voice appears behind the Doctor .  A man about the same age as Bruce. He looks like he hasn’t slept in days, maybe weeks . There is a strong sense of familiarity , but you cant seem to figure out why .

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His eyes stay locked on yours as he approaches you . The closer he gets, the more you recognize him . Tears rolls down his cheeks as he takes your hand in his, you don’t flinch when his hands clasp over yours.  The feeling of his hands holding yours sends a new wave of warmth and memories through you . You squeeze his hand, tears of your own freely falling.  You know the man infront of you , although hes a lot older than you remember, he is still him ; he’s still your brother.

You begin really pulling at the cuffs, craving the feeling of your brothers embrace . You begin sobbing as you feel blood leak from beneath the cuffs down your arms.

” Calm down , I’m going to get you out of these .“ Tony promises, digging in his pockets looking for the keys.

” Tony , I don’t think its a good . we don’t know if she-“

” Does she look like a threat to you Rogers?! Back off .“ Tony growls, finally finding the key and releasing you from the bonds.  You immediately through your arms around Tony, tugging him to you  . Everyone in the room tenses at how quickly you move, their bodies moving to defend Tony. Bruce stops them though , when he sees you aren’t a danger.

” What did they do to you kiddo?“ Tony asks, gently rubbing his hands down your back.

” They wanted information, but I didn’t- I couldn't  . They -“ you begin sobbing again , not able to form the words.

” Its alright, youre safe now. I’m not letting anyone take you away from me, not again.  “ 

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having a breakdown

steve rogers

an: man, i love steve a lot. requests are open sweets


  • when steve asked you out
  • you were so excited 
  • how could you not be?
  • steve was the epitome of a perfect boyfriend
  • he was kind
  • generous
  • loving
  • gentle
  • protective
  • he was everything you wanted and more
  • so when he began to pull away from you after the fight in the airport
  • when you needed him the most
  • after losing your sister to tony
  • he was gone
  • he pulled away so quickly you almost didn’t realize until his sweet personality and warm arms never greeted you
  • and it was almost like he had forgotten about you
  • you kept questioning if maybe you were too boring, too ugly or maybe just too much like yourself and he got tired of you
  • and whenever you looked down at the promise ring he gave you at three in the morning when you would try to wait up for him but always falling asleep bc he would never come home
  • you would cry
  • he had promised you the world and more
  • so why was he rocking your world in such a negative way?
  • your heart hurt every time he avoided you
  • or when you would hear him change the topic whenever your name came up
  • you were honestly waiting for him to just end it with you
  • so many signs pointed to that
  • and so you began crying yourself to sleep
  • forgetting to eat
  • and you hid out in the balcony and library
  • it wasn’t like it mattered
  • steve never noticed anyway, right?
  • lolol wronggggg
  • it was killing steve to see you like this
  • and it hurt him a million times more bc he knew it was his fault for your tears and heartbreak
  • he couldn't help it though
  • he felt too guilty to be around you
  • you had lost contact with your sister, the only family you had any more, just because you wanted to stay by his side
  • it was his fault you were officially by yourself 
  • even more now
  • since he had pulled away in hopes that it would make your life easier because to him, he felt he was a burden to you and the rest of the ‘avengers’ that hid out with him and got locked in prison
  • but after seeing you so distraught
  • he knew he was wrong
  • you needed him as much as he needed you
  • and he needed to fix his mistake
  • so he tried
  • you were sat on the couch in the library t’challa had provided
  • and your face was as lovely as ever to steve
  • you were always beautiful in his eyes
  • “(y/n).. can we tal-”
  • “steve please, not right now..”
  • “just please not right now…”
  • “(y/n) please!… I want to talk about it..”
  • he would try to sit next to you and pull you closer to him
  • but you wouldn't have it
  • “please steve! just.. don’t touch me..”
  • “I was finally accepting the fact that you're over me… so please don’t get my hopes up again!”
  • your voice would crack and you just break down crying
  • and curl up into a ball
  • with your knees to your chest and your face hidden in your knees
  • and honestly, steve would be in shock
  • he had never seen you cry so hard
  • the only times you would cry were during sad movies or when he had given you the promise ring
  • so seeing you cry so hard because you were so hurt, hurt him as well
  • and even more so when he realized it was his fault
  • he wouldn’t care that you said you didn’t want him near you
  • bc he knew you
  • & he knew you really didn’t want to be alone
  • three years of being together showed him that you pulled away from people when you were hurting when in reality, all you wanted was someone to hold you and tell you everything was going to be okay
  • and so that’s what he did
  • “shh angel, I’ve got you”
  • “I’ll always have you..”
  • “I’m sorry baby”
  • “Its all my fault”
  • “I’m an ass… I’m sorry..”
  • “please… please don’t cry anymore..”
  • “i love you and ill always love you”
  • “even when you don’t want me to”
  • “please don’t cry… you’ll make me cry..”
  • and you did
  • because steve is the purest soul in the universe
  • he would start crying with you
  • and just say sorry so many times
  • lots of kisses on your shoulders and shoulder blades
  • and he would hold you and sniffle into your hair while you sniffled into his shoulder
  • and he would promise to never hurt you again
  • because whenever you were hurt
  • he was equally as hurt
  • and he would explain why he pulled away from you between his sniffles and slow falling tears
  • and how he felt so guilty and he wouldn’t stop saying how he was sorry
  • and it got to the point where you guys would cry yourselves dry and then just hiccup together
  • and you guys would giggle at each others hiccups
  • and he would hold you against his chest
  • bc he wasn’t going to lose you anytime soon
  • he was going to make sure of that
  • literally, you guys are perfect
  • im in tears 
  • Yang: *Yang slammed open the door to her and Ruby's room with tears in her eyes.* Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! *yang shouted as she punched the wall repeatedly before slumping down against it onto the floor holding her hands to her face.*
  • Ruby: *Meanwhile Ruby rushed in from the bathroom in a panic.* What Happen!? I heard banging! *She then spotted her sister sitting shaking on against the wall and quickly rushed over.* Yang? Are you alright? What's wrong?
  • Yang: *Yang sniffled wiping the tears from her red eyes.* It's nothing Ruby. Just... Just go away.
  • Ruby: Yang. It's clearly not nothing. Please talk to me. I just want to help. *Ruby said moving closer to her sister placing her hand on her shoulder.*
  • Yang: *Yang was silent for a moment, trying to stop the tears from falling as her eyes slowly turn purple.* Fine... I was going to the cafe were Blake went too... I was going to go tell her how I feel about her because I just needed to get this off my chest, ya'know. *Yang sniffled wiping her eyes.* But when I got there I saw her with Sun.
  • Ruby: Okay so Blake was hanging out with Sun. That isn't out of- *Ruby started before shouted with more tears in her eyes.*
  • Yang: They were on a date Ruby!
  • Ruby: *At this Ruby looked dumbfounded with surprise.* W-what? No. they couldn't be. They are just good friend, Yang. I'm sure it was a misunderstanding.
  • Yang: *Ruby then watched as the anger in Yang's express was overwhelmed with sorrow before looking down at the ground.* That's what I was hope for, Ruby... Right up until They kissed.
  • Ruby: oh... Oh Yang. *Ruby whisper as she wrapped her arms around her sister who hugged her back burying her face into her shoulder.* I am so sorry.
  • Yang: What am I going to do Ruby? *sniffle* I love her so much. But I can never be with her. *sniffle. I can't even tell her now. *Yang cried, holding onto Ruby for dear life.*
  • Ruby: Shhhhh. It's alright. Let it all out. *Ruby whispered as she stroke Yangs head hugging her until she calmed down.* It'll be okay Yang. Why don't you go take a shower and get ready for bed. Maybe it will help you feel better.
  • Yang: *sniffle.* Yeah... Thank you Ruby.
  • Ruby: Anytime. We're sisters after all. We take care of each other. You'd do the same for me... And probably beat up the other person.
  • Yang: Hehe, Yeah I would.
  • ~Later~
  • Ruby: *Ruby walked down stair while Yang is in the shower when she hears the front door open and close.* Oh I guess Blake is back. *She thought to herself when she hear Weiss and Blake begin to talk.*
  • Weiss: Welcome back Blake.
  • Blake: Hey Weiss. Where's Yang and Ruby?
  • Weiss: Upstairs. Yang's in the shower and Ruby I think went to bed.
  • Blake: Ah I see. I'll put these left overs in the fridge then.
  • Weiss: So how did it go?
  • Blake: How did what go?
  • Weiss: Your date with Sun.
  • Blake: *Ruby then heard Blake groan as she heard her coat being thrown.* For the last time Weiss. It was not a date. We are just friends and I made that pretty clear to him as well.
  • Weiss: What do you mean?
  • Blake: Sigh, Sun kissed me.
  • Weiss: He kissed you!?
  • Blake: Yes. And then I slapped him.
  • Weiss: WHAT!? Why? I thought you liked him?
  • Blake: As. A. Friend. Honestly, If I knew he was asking me out on a date and not to hang out I would have told him no and that I only see him as a friend. Which He accepted and apologized for kissing me while I apologized for slapping him.
  • Weiss: But I don't understand! You talked you were in love with someone blonde that we know. Oh god don't tell me it's Jaune!
  • Blake: What?! No! God No!
  • Weiss: Then who? We don't know any other blonde guys and the only other person we both know who is blonde is Yang.
  • Blake: ...
  • Weiss: ... Wait.
  • Blake: Weiss. Don't.
  • Weiss: Oh. My god.
  • Blake: Weiss. I'm serious. Shut up.
  • Ruby: *It was then just as Weiss opened her mouth to speak Ruby stepped out from around the corner and nearly shouted.* YOU LOVE YANG!
  • Blake: R-RUBY!? *Blake jumped in surprise, nearly dropping the box of sweet as Weiss watched from the chair she sat in.* H-hey. Uh, I thought you were sleep. I, uh, got some sweetd from the cafe if you want any. *Blake then watched as Ruby zipped over infront of her slapping the box out of her hand to the floor, shocking both her and Weiss before Ruby took hold of her shoulder.*
  • Ruby: Yeah. Forget that. Is it true!? You Actually love my sister?!
  • Blake: I...
  • Weiss: Ruby what is wrong with-
  • Ruby: Not now Weiss! I'll example later! Blake! Do you or do you not love Yang!?
  • Blake: Well I mean... *Blake muttered shifting nervously at Ruby's gaze before finally cracking.* Okay Yes. I love Yang but you can't tell her, please.
  • Ruby: Oh thank you god!
  • Blake/Weiss: Eh?
  • Ruby: Blake You are going to go up stair to Yang right now and tell Yang how yu feel. Like right now!
  • Blake/Weiss: What? Why? *the two said together before looking at each other weirdly then back to Ruby.*
  • Ruby: Because Yang has been crying for the past hour thinks you and Sun are dating!
  • Blake: Why would Yang think that and why was she crying about it?
  • Ruby: Because she loves you and she saw Sun kissing you!
  • Blake: WHAT!? OH MY GOD! YANG!*Blake Shouted and quickly ran past Ruby and upstairs.*
  • Weiss: You think she remembers me saying Yang is in the shower? *Both Weiss and Ruby then looked as they heard a door slam open.*
  • Blake: YANG! IT WASN'T A DATE! I DON'T LOVE SUUUUWHOAMYGOD!
  • Yang: AAAAAAAAAAAH! BLAKE! WHAT THE HELL!?
  • Blake: I'M SORRY! I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE NAKED!
  • Yang: I JUST GOT OUT OF THE SHOWER! STOP PEAKING AND GET OUT OR AT LEAST GIVE MY A TOWEL!
  • Ruby: Yeah I'm going to go with nope. *Ruby then took a bite of a cookie from the box on the floor.*
Love and Trust (2/2) (Lafayette x BritishSpy!Reader)

Requested By: @lunettedisdemonsa

Summary: After you leave New York, you have to adjust back to life in England. What happens when you are away from Lafayette? Will you two ever be reunited?

Time-Period: Hamiltime

Warnings: One or two curse words, historical inaccuracies, like please just ignore them and pretend everything works out.

Words: 7105

Tags: @arisu-chan003 @pearltheartist @ssarah2016 @phuckmyexistence @pinkyiger7 @blueco16 @phantastic-fandoms @turtlesneedglasses @ailee211 @ahammyhamham @lady-of-the-spirit @serkewen12 @hamwriters

A/N: Well I finally go this part to be just the way I liked it, and I have to say I’m pretty proud of this. This was such a fun story to write, so I would like to say thank you to the requester requesting for this AMAZING prompt!!! I hope you guys like it and have a fabulous day!!! ♥

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After confronting you, Alexander made his way back to camp. He purposefully avoided seeing John, Hercules, and especially Lafayette. Alex knew it would kill Lafayette to know you were a spy for the British, so he would have to lie. However, that could wait until morning.

When morning arrived, Alex was jolted from his sleep by a frantic, shouting Lafayette. He was shaking Alex repeatedly while saying, “Wake up mon ami. Wake up! Wake up!”

“I’m up Lafayette, now stop shouting. What is wrong?” Alex questioned as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes.

“It’s (y/n)! She’s gone, I can’t find her anywhere!” he said, looking more desperate than Alex had ever seen him.

At the mention of your name, Alex groaned internally and knew it was time to make a decision. Either tell Lafayette the truth and break his heart, or lie to spare his feelings.

“About her, Laf.” he started slowly, but continued once he saw Lafayette’s look of urgency. “Well she got word that her mother was alive in England, but needs (y/n) to care for her. She had to leave immediately, Laf. I’m sorry.” Alex lied and prayed Lafayette would believe him.

It was a few moments before Lafayette spoke, sounding very dejected. “She didn’t even say goodbye.” he said more to himself than Alex. “Well, merci Alex. I’ll be going now.” he told Alex and left the tent.

Alex let go a breath he didn’t know he was holding. Is this how you felt when you lied to Lafayette?


Meanwhile, you had docked in England after a month long journey. It was tremendously lonely, not to mention the sea sickness had hit you hard, unlike on the journey to the colonies.

As you looked around the semi-busy streets of London, you knew you had to find a place to stay. You searched two hours until you found a small tavern owned by an old, married couple. You must of looked extremely distressed because they gave you a room for the night, free of charge.

The next day you went out again, this time to find a job. With the war still going on, it proved difficult. Most businesses turned you down immediately because you were a woman and could not do demanding, physical labor.

Eventually, you found work at a tailor shop, but it was only after you begged the owner and assured him that you could sew, did he give you the job.

Satisfied with your achievements, you headed back to the tavern you were staying at, ready for a hot meal. When you walked in, you sat down and waited for your meal. It didn’t take long for it to come out.

“Thank you, Mrs. Williams.” you told the woman who was letting you rent out a room in her tavern for a reduced fee. She had acted like a mother to you.

She smiled kindly at you and left you to your meal. You turned to the Shepherd’s Pie in front of you and finished in mere minutes. For some reason, that was what you had been craving the past few days. Once you finished, you retired to your room for the night.

The next morning, you woke up and rushed to the bathroom where you emptied your stomachs of its contents. Afterwards, you sat back down on your bed while you tried to figure out why you had been sick the past few mornings.

You hadn’t been around anyone with a cough or cold. The sea sickness couldn’t still be affecting you, right? You felt fine. Extremely fine, actually. Usually around this time of the month you would be getting cramps and-

Your mouth dropped open in shock and you could feel yourself starting shake. You hadn’t bled in a month, not since you and Lafayette…

The tears started falling and it felt like you couldn't’ breath. this couldn’t be happening. Not now. Not when Lafayette most likely hated you.

While you were crying, you didn’t hear a knock at the door, and you most certainly didn’t hear another person walk in the room. Almost scaring you to death, Mrs. Williams kneeled in front of you and took hold of your hands.

“What’s the matter, dear?” she asked, tucking a strand of hair behind your ears.

Instead of answering, you shook your head. You couldn’t burden her more than you already had. Besides, what would she think of you once you told her of your suspicions.

“Please, (y/n). Whatever is troubling you, you can tell me.”

It took a few more minutes for you to calm down, and you took a shaky breath before explaining. “I-I think I’m with child.” you whispered.

She looked take aback, but pushed her shock aside. “Have you told the father?” she questioned.

Your head shot up. “No! No, I can’t tell him.” you sniffled.

A million thoughts were running through your mind, different scenarios of what would happen to you and your baby. You were afraid that if you told Lafayette, he would most likely sneer in your face and turn you away. You could never tell him, keep this huge secret from him, but you weren’t sure if you were strong enough to care for this baby on your own.

From that moment you, you believed it would just be you and your baby.

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Isaac Lahey Imagine- Because Of Me (Part 4)

Part1    Part2    Part3

Author’s Note- This is the final part to this series and it means a lot because part one of this series is what encouraged me to write after receiving so much positive feedback. Sorry if it’s not the outcome you wanted, but read to the end x

“He saved me” you smiled weakly but genuinely into your mug of hot chocolate. “I know” Lydia smiled, rubbing your shoulder, before sitting down opposite you. After the whole being kidnapped thing, you had been staying at Lydia’s and Scott’s so they can keep an eye on you 24/7.  It was sort of an inconvenience, but you didn’t mind, you knew they were doing everything they could to keep you safe. “Are you glad it was him?” she asked. You thought for a moment, about the other guy, the guy you had completely forgotten about the second your eyes met the ones filled with concern upon your rescue. You nod your head and another smile spread across your face as you took another sip. “Why are you guys up so early?” Kira asked, rubbing her eyes as she stumbled into the kitchen. “She’s love struck” Lydia joked. “I don’t blame her, she’s got the fairy-tale ending” Kira continued as you hid your blush behind the sleeve of your sweater. “I wish I had a price charming to rescue me” Lydia added. “You guys are loud” Malia claimed, also stumbling into the kitchen. “How you feeling?” she added, still smelling the blood from the cut on your leg. “I’m doing great” you said dreamily. Malia smiled in return and sat down at the dining table with you all. “Should I make breakfast?” Lydia asked. You all nod in agreement. “What do you guys want, the usual?” it wasn’t an uncommon event, for you all to sleep over together. “Egg on toast for Kira, a bacon sandwich with brown sauce and black pepper for Malia and a waffle with extra golden syrup for Y/n” she listed off, walking off into the kitchen. “You’re seeing him today, aren’t you?” Malia asked with a smirk. You looked at her quizzically before slowly nodding your head, confused as to how she would know. “ Your heart is doing summersaults, it’s quite distracting really” she added after noticing your confusion. “Ohhh right-“ you trailed, too caught up in your own thought of how you would soon be reunited with him. After eating your breakfast, the three of them dragged you upstairs to hep you get ready.

“Are you sure?” you questioned, looking in the mirror. “Yes!” the three of them shouted excitedly. “I feel sick” you groaned, with a worried smile. “You’re just nervous” Kira told. You heard a loud knock on the door, which made your heart feel uneasy in your chest, You took a deep breath and nod, before you all trailed off downstairs. They walked into the living room, to give you your privacy while you carried on to the front door. You hesitated for a second, before opening it. “Brett” you breathed with a smile. “Are you ready to go?” he asked. You nod and linked your arm with his as he walked you over to his car. You walked over to the passenger seat as he climbed into the drivers. You took a minute to take In the familiar setting of his car, the way it smelt, the way the cold leather seat felt on your skin, even the marks on the windows from where you would draw on them when they fogged up. “How’s your leg?” he asked as he began to drive. “It’s getting better” you shrugged, not really phased by it. You got out of the lab with your life and without being one of the dread doctor’s grade A science experiments, that was enough alone to be thankful for. The car came to a stop when you reached a set of red lights. He looked at you with a small smile, “You made the right decision” he claimed. You gave a small but genuine smile in return and looked down at your hands. “Omg I love this song” you suddenly said. Brett laughed and turned it up, being reminded of the first time he heard it. You were completely wasted at a party and dancing on a table with Lydia because you were the only ones that could get drunk, when you both slipped and ended up falling onto Stiles. You were both so drunk you had no idea that you were slowly crushing the life out of the poor boy, you were laughing so heavily it took Brett, Liam, Malia, Scott and Kira to drag the pair of you off of him. You lip synced to the song, with a lot of hand gestures. When the song ended you both let out a laugh, as you pulled up to the place. You looked at each other briefly, before both climbing out of the car in unison. You walked through the trail in the Beacon Hills woods, in the day time it was one of the most beautiful places to go, especially of a spring morning. You stopped for a second and turned to face Brett, “Are you sure you’re okay with this?” you asked. “I’m sure” he nod. You pulled him into a long tight hug.

You carried on walking until you reached a familiar spot. The two of you would take a tent and stay the night, there was a slight patch of burnt grass where you would put the camp fire to make roasted s’mores and cook hotdogs. You’d often go there in the summer with the pack. You sat on one of the logs that had all of your initials engraved onto it, you run your finger against them all, soaking in all of the memories that each of them held. You came across ‘SM’ and underneath was the initial ‘AA’. You smiled at the thought of the old days. You felt him sit beside you, before pulling you into his chest. “I’ve missed this- I’ve missed it so fucking much” he breathed into your hair. You smiled, before looking up into his eyes. “I love you” you said honestly. “I love you too” he said, kissing your forehead and twirling your hair with his fingers. “Can we put the fire on please? I don’t have wolf heat like you” you whined while still smiling. He stood up and threw you over a blanket from one of the rucksacks with all of your camping equipment in, before starting up the fire. You wrapped it around you and looked around, it was your safe place, your happy place. Brett breathed onto the window on the passenger side of his car, he read the words ‘Thank you for the memories x’. He gave a small smile as he reminisced for a second, before he pulled out of the car park of the Beacon Hills forest trail. You looked down at your phone after seeing a message pop up, ‘It’s been good Y/L/N, but you cant deny love x’ You let out a small sigh and smiled as you locked your phone and shoved it into your pocket. “Isaac” you called. “Yes beautiful?” he returned, looking back at you. “I’ve missed this too” you told. He stood up and walked over to where you were sitting. He leant down so you were eyelevel with one another. You searched into his bright blue eyes, at his dilated pupils, before glancing down at his lips. He gave his signature smirk before pressing his lips to yours. You grabbed onto his curls to deepen the kiss. It felt like forever since the last time you had felt his lips, but yours melted naturally into the shape of them. You slowly broke apart, leaning your forehead on his. “Why did you come back?” he asked. “People who are meant to be together, find their way back. They may take a few detours- but they’re never really lost” you whispered in return. “I’m sorry for making you feel the way you did- I’m sorry I pushed you away when you needed me the most. You made me feel things I’d never felt before and I was scared but I promise to never leave you for the rest of our lives” he placed your hand on his chest so you could feel his steady heartbeat. “I guess sometimes, two people have to fall apart to realize how much they need to fall back together” you smiled. “Now come on, lets put the food and some hot chocolate on, for when the sun sets” you added, it was something you loved to do together. It was a perfect day, a perfect night with the perfect person. Isaac had his flaws and so did you but you couldn't deny that you were completely and utterly in love with one another. There was no point wallowing in the past, looking to the future and forgetting to live in the present. He made you happy and that’s all that you ever wanted. Allison taught you that, and it’s something you’d never take for granted.

One Year Later

You ran down from the stands after the Beacon Hills team won their lacrosse match. Isaac caught and spun you around as you reached him. He placed you down and you placed a sweet kiss on his lips, “Well done babe, you were on fire” you claimed, half referring to how well he played, the other half referring to how sexy he looked all sweaty and red. He gave a small laugh, smelling your chemo signals as Liam came up from behind and poured some water on him (it was a tradition of theirs after a win) Kira and Scott soon approached the three of you. “No wolf powers, well done guys” he congratulated the natural win the team had made for the first time in a while. “You did good” Stiles spoke, walking over. He high fived Liam, Kira and Scott and looked at Isaac. He prepared himself for a sarcastic comment but was surprised when Stiles put his hand out to invite him into a man hug. He smiled and accepted. Malia and Lydia shortly followed and joined your little huddle. “Glad to see you two finally getting along” Lydia noted. “Is that a tear Isaac?” Malia joked, smelling how happy he was to finally be accepted by Stiles. “What? Pftt No” he brushed off, letting go of him. You shook your head and sniggered as he put his arm around you. You glanced across the pitch to see Brett, he was with a girl from his school. He looked really happy with her. He glanced over to you all, you smiled and waved at him, he appreciated that and did the same before you both returned to your friends. “Still think you made the right decision?” Isaac asked quietly. “I know I did” you returned, squeezing the hand that he was resting on your shoulder. “I love you” he said with a wide smile. “I love you more” you returned as he pulled you in to a kiss.

Sorry if you wished the reader ended up with Brett, but the majority of voters wanted it to be Isaac. Requests are closed. I hope you enjoyed this series, I’m going to miss writing for it x

(618): We had a One Night Stand 6 months ago but he just invited me to his wedding. Who the fuck does that.

Derek stares intently at the invitation in his hand. 

After a few minutes of contemplation, he pulls out his phone and texts Cora.

“Do you remember that Stiles guy?”

Cora responds immediately. “The one who left you alone in bed and had you crying into a tub of ice cream for the next 3 days? Yes.”

Derek huffs as he types, “It wasn’t 3 days.”

“You’re right. It was four.”

“Nevermind,” Derek sends exasperatedly.

Cora seems undeterred. “What about him?”

Derek glances back at the invitation before responding.

“We had a one night stand six months ago and he just invited me to his wedding. Who the fuck does that?”

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In Case You Didn’t Know

Originally posted by cinciscrapper

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7qaHdHpSjX8

Here is something I decided to write cause it’s like 1am here and I’m trying to get back into writing (those of you that requested something from me, I apologize so much and I will get those as soon as I can. This is something to shake the rust off a bit.

Okay, so we all know Pete isn’t exactly expressive (except when he’s murdering someone lol), so I thought this song would fit this. This is “In Case You Didn’t Know” by Brett Young. Yes, I realize this is a country song but I find country music says things you didn’t know they could. 

Fluff, Smut

Tagging:   @wwesmutdonedirtcheap  @wrasslesmut  @hiitsmecharlie basically anyone that’s a Pete Dunne fan 

Word Count: 3583

(I didn’t add a name or details for the OC, and that’s because I want you guys to imagine yourselves for it, hence the reference of she/her)

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Letter

It’s Valentines day and I’m forever alone so I’m writing super fluffy things and one heartbreak because I'm evil


Another owl lands in front of you holding a red envelope. You offer the bird a treat and take the envelope. This was the 5th one today, apparently, boys thought you were quite a catch and kept sending you Valentine’s day cards. You only had sights on one boy, who was head over heals for another girl. You could sense the cliche. 

“Oo! Another one huh y/n” your friend teases. 

You roll your eyes and tear open the envelope. A smoke unicorn hops out of the envelope and prances around. You stare in awe as it leaves a trail of pink smoke. It stops in front of you and bows before disappears in a puff of smoke and leaves a small card that smells of Cinnamon. You pick up the card and look at it. The border is a shimmery gold and the writing is messy but a cute messy 

Your heart is so golden that a Niffler would paw at your heart

Seeing you makes my stomach flutter like I have a million Billywigs inside

I get so nervous around you I wish I could turn invisible like a Demiguise 

You’re more magnificent than a Thunderbird 

I would be honored if you would meet me outside of Honeydukes this Valentines. 

“Who was that from?” you friend asks. You look all over the card but couldn't find a name. 

“I don’t know” you reply. 

Names crossed your mind as you were trying to figure out who sent the letter. A certain animal lover with floppy hair and shy demeanor crossed your mind but you shook it away, he probably liked someone else. 

“Are you going to go?” They ask. 

“Yeah, I think I will.” 

You spent the rest of the day wondering who sent the letter to you. You walked into potions and sit down. 

“Okay class, since its almost valentines day. I thought we could brew Amortentia” your professor says. 

“Does anyone know what Amortentia is?” your professor asks. 

A boy in the back raises his hand, “Amortentia is the world’s strongest love potion. It smells like what the person loves most”. 

“Fantastic, 10 points to Hufflepuff” they say. They write down the intricate steps on the board. 

“Once you successfully finish and I check it off, you will write down what you smell. It will be confidential, Please begin.” 

You turn to your partner and see they’re deep in conversation with a boy. You roll your eyes and get up to grab the ingredients.  You grabbed some rose thorns and powdered moonstone. You were searching for peppermint when someone tapped your shoulder. You turned and see Newt Scamander standing behind you holding out the last ingredient you needed. 

“Um, Thanks Newt” you say taking the leaves. 

“No problem, I saw you were looking for some and I had extra so” he explains.

You both awkwardly stand in silence before Newt breaks the silence. 

“I better get back to my potion. You know, before my partner blows up the cauldron. Again.” Newt says. 

You giggle at the memory of his partner blowing his eyebrows off. Newt turns and his eyes widen. 

“WAIT DARVIN THATS THE WRONG INGREDIENT!” Newt yells as he scrambles over to Darvin before he could ruin the potion. 

A small smile appears as you watch Newt focus on his potion. He looked up at you and you averted your eyes. You walked back to your desk and started the potion. 

“Well done Y/n, Now, write down what you smell and turn it in.” Your professor tells you. 

You nod and pull out some parchment. You leaned over your potion. Cinnamon, lavender, freshly cut wood and something else you couldn’t figure out. You wrote down what you smelled and stood up to turn in your potion and your paper. 

“Ah Y/n, I need your help. Can you please organize these papers by alphabetical order, please” Your professor orders. 

You pick up the papers and go through them. You tried only looking at the names but when you came across Newt’s, it was hard to resist. You looked down and saw what he wrote. 

“Rain, freshly baked cookies, and perfume” you murmur quietly. 

Perfume? Your heart sank a little, you didn’t really wear perfume. Only on special occasions so he must have smelled someone else’s perfume. You finished organizing the papers and left. 

You flopped down on your bed and pulled out the little card you got this morning. You smiled at the words. You decided to meet up with this mystery man tomorrow. You fell asleep with the card still clutched in your hand. You failed to notice that the handwriting on the card was similar to writing you saw earlier today. 

You stood outside honeydukes fidgeting with your hands. They didn’t give you a specific time, what if we miss each other? What if this was all a joke? Maybe one of your friends was messing with you. You felt the stares from couples walking past you. You felt awkward so you went into Honeydukes. 

You walked around and hid in a corner. You felt silly waiting for someone you weren’t even sure was coming. You bought some chocolate frogs so the lady wouldn’t think it was weird you were just standing in the store for so long. You walked out and started heading back to the castle. 

“Y/N! Wait!” You turned around and saw a very flustered Newt. 

“I’m sorry I was late, er well, I’m sorry I didn’t put a time on the card. You see i was so focused on actually getting myself to write a letter to you that I forgot to put important details” Newt explains in a rushed voice. 

“You sent the note? With the smoke unicorn?” you ask. 

You were skeptical, there is no way your crush could have sent that. Way to cliche. 

“Why yes I did. D-did you not like?” He asks, his face falling a bit. 

“No No, I adored it! It was so beautiful. How did you manage to conjure something like that?” you ask. 

Newt smiles and pulls out his wand. His face changes to his look of concentration and he drew a small unicorn. It pranced around and disappeared. 

“I asked Flintwood to teach me. I saw all those other guys ask you and I felt like I needed to do something special” Newt admits. 

“You didn’t have to do anything special Newt. You are one of the most amazing people I have ever met. I mean your so smart and cute and a little awkward and you know so much about animals,” you say. You notice Newt staring at you. 

“Sorry, that must sound really creepy” you say looking at the ground. 

“Do you really think that about me?” Newt asks, almost afraid of your answer. 

You look back up and nod your head, “Of course I do. You are something extraordinary Mr. Scamander” you say. 

“Oh! I almost forgot!” Newt exclaims. 

He sticks his wand in his mouth and rummages through his bag. He tried speaking but it was muffled by the wand. He pulls out a little journal with a bow on it. 

“Mrf-hrfe bhm” Newt tries to say. 

“Newt, wand” you remind him. He takes his wand out of his mouth and sticks it behind his ear. 

“I was trying to say, I would have wrapped it but I learned I am quite horrible at wrapping” He explains. you open up the journal and notice there are moving creatures on every page. 

“Newt this is amazing. I didn’t get you anything. Oh I feel horrible now” you say.

“It’s okay, I wanted to get you it and you don’t have to get me anything” Newt says. 

“Well thank you so much Newt” you lean and kiss his cheek. His blush returns and he starts fidgeting again. 

“I have some chocolate frogs, here” you say handing him one. 

“Thank you y/n, I’ll cherish it forever” Newt jokes 

“Care to accompany me to the three broomsticks?” you ask. 

“I would love to” he replies. You grab his hand and intertwine your fingers. 

“Would you ever like to be on a chocolate frog?” you ask randomly. 

“It would certainly be an achievement, but what could i do that would deem me worthy of such a thing?” Newt asks. 

“Oh, i’m sure you’ll do something amazing Newt,” you say “Maybe it will have to do with Beasts” you suggest. 

“Ah yes, I see it now, Small boy on chocolate frog card for helping magical creatures” Newt says rather dramatically. You let out a laugh that makes Newt smile more. 

“That perfume, you’ve worn it before right?” Newt asks. 

“I wore it the first day of school, I think” you reply, “Why?” 

“No reason” Newt says. 

You shrug it off and put your head on Newts shoulder. You breathed in his coat smell and almost tripped when you recognized the smell. You smiled to yourself and held Newts hand a little tighter. 


FLUFFITY FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF OMFG. I am. *sings off key* Forever alone. Happy Valentines y’all Hope someone treats you like Newt Scamander would. 

Unstoppable (3)

Genre: Romance, angst, (future smut)

Length: 1,6k

Characters: Kim Jongin, Oh Sehun, OC

Part: 3/?

Summary: “Meeting him was the start of something drastic in your life”

He had a handsome face no doubt, you could even dare to think that he was the most handsome guy you had seen in your life. His gaze was strong on you, his eyes were a typical brown color but so hypnotizing that it even made you feel intimidated, so you looked away your cheeks getting red in embarrassment. 

“What is girl like you doing out at this hour?” he chuckled, getting closer to you and his hands putting a little more force on your waist.

You started to stutter searching for the correct words to say, you didn’t know if you were stuttering because of your drunken self or the proximity of this unknown handsome man so you just said the first thing that came to your mind.

“You look like a carrot”

He started to laugh loudly at your words, of course you were drunken out of your mind, like they say little kids and drunk people always say the truth. 

He let go of your waist so you could sit again at the bench “Okay doll where do you live?” he asked sitting next you “I can't let a pretty girl like you alone at this hour of the night including that you’re very drunk” 

You scoffed, you didn’t want go nowhere you were alright there but then and a random stranger just comes here and takes the decision to take you home, no thank you. “Why should i tell you? For the record i don’t even know you, you handsome stranger”. He laughed again, the scene for him was hilarious. 

You opened your mouth to say something but that’s when your cellphone rang for nth time of the night, it was surely your sister, you didn’t answer before because you didn’t want to deal with anything right now, you just wanted it to be your drunken self and your broken heart. You were going to press decline when the phone was suddenly snatched from your hands before you could even do it.

“Hello” he answered. You immediately tried to reach out for the phone but of course had no success he grabbed both your hands with his free one to stop you. “She isn’t in the state to answer right now…” he looked at you watching how you struggled. “She’s at gwanggyo lake park… no, no don’t worry it’s late i can take her” 

“I don’t want you to take me anywhere, let me go!” you said starting to get desperate to get free. “I’m… a friend” he answered doubtedly at the person in the other line since it wasn’t even ten minutes since you just met.

“Friend my ass, let go of me!” he chuckled lightly at your words and just smirked at you.

“Okay i’ll take her there in thirty” and with that he ended the call and gave you your cellphone back, you tried to look at him with a mad face but to him you just looked adorable considering your state.

“Okay doll can you walk? I’m going to take you home” he stood up from his place and looked at you waiting for your answer. 

“I’m not going anywhere” your crossed your arms over your chest  answering confidently.

With that said he suddenly lift you up your place and charged you putting your body in one of his shoulders your face facing his back and started walking.

“HEY LET ME GO! LET ME DOWN YOU PERVERT!” You said shouting and hitting his back but he didn’t even budge a bit. 

You were starting to make a scene, there was a couple passing by and you shouted to them “HELP ME! SEND HELP! HELP ME THIS CARROT GUY IS… AH!” He suddenly put you on your feet again before you could finish and roughly pulled you by your waist making you be dangerously close to his face, you widened your eyes in surprise from the sudden roughness.

“Okay baby girl if you don’t want me to kiss you, make this easy and shut up or i’ll make you” His eyes looking at your lips for a moment, then raising them to look at your eyes. You just gulped and nodded your head in agreement. He chuckled and charged you in the position you were before and kept walking again.

You were already halfway from you house when he decided to speak. 

“Why are you this drunk love? Had a bad day?” You hesitated to answer since you didnt even know the guy, but you thought well maybe i might never see him in my life again so you why not?  

“Just a stupid guy that broke my heart” 

“He rejected you?”

“No, he cheated on me” The carrot guy just nodded his head in a comprehensive way, you couldn’t see though but you felt it. “I found out the day of our second anniversary what he was doing… and to think i was going to give into him how stupid” you added with a sigh. He knew you couldn't see him but he widened his eyes in surprise at what you said since you already looked old enough to still be a virgin. 

“There still a lot of guys out there doll don’t get yourself like this over a douchebag, not worth it” Your eyes filled up of tears at his words, you knew he wasn’t worth it but but still the ache in your heart couldn’t go easily away. 

“I know, but all i want is to be sincerely loved this time”

-

He put you on your feet since you were now in front of your house and you just sighed, preparing to get bombarded with questions from your sister.

“Okay doll is it here?” you agreed with your head and looked at him a bit pissed off that he brought you here, you would prefer that he’d taken you to Ji Won’s instead but your sister had chosen a great timing to call.

You were a bit sobered up already so you could walk without falling down at the first try but you still held yourself on the wall next to you so you be secure you wouldn’t fall, you made a goodbye motion with your hand and turned around to head towards the door when the carrot guy suddenly pulled you back at him hitting his chest. 

“Don’t i get at least a thank you reward? You're quite heavy” He chuckled a bit smirking at you. 

“I-i never asked you to bring me here, so i’m not giving you anything” You said avoiding his gaze since he was making you feel nervous all of a sudden. 

“Fine, i’ll claim it myself then” You turned your head to look at him in confusion and thats when he pushed your back to the wall and connected his lips to yours. At first you didn’t answer his kiss from the surprise but slowly you just gave in.

The kiss was full with passion, it wasn’t rough and desperate but instead it was delicate and slow, one of his hands went to your ass and gripped it making you gasp in surprise and with that he took the opportunity to deepen the kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth. You never had a kiss so experienced and with so much passion for sure this handsome stranger was giving you the best kiss you ever had in your life.

You both started to separate from the lack of air. The hand that was previously in your ass crept up to hold your cheek and said darkly.

“My name is Oh Sehun, don’t forget it love” he let go you slowly almost careful like if you were made of glass and went away. 

To say you were shocked wasn’t enough… what a day. 

-

You woke up and turned off your alarm, you saw the hour and it was 7:30 a.m. you didn’t have to go to school since it was saturday but you had to go to help at the veterinary store your uncle owned, you sighed in exhaustion, your head hurt and you felt like vomiting but you tried to ignore it and went to the shower to get ready. 

You already finished showering when you remembered what happened last night, you were still in shock of course how wouldn’t you, it was such a rollercoaster of emotions yesterday since what happened with jongin, you getting drunk and lastly that kiss with the stranger. “My name is Oh Sehun, don’t forget it love” you shivered at the memory of his last words, you were so deep in thought that you jumped a bit when you cellphone rang.

“Uncle Yixing” you readshit you were late so you just ignored the call and put on a pair of shoes and hurriedly got out of your house and towards the veterinary store. 

“You’re late y/n” Yixing said cleaning one of the shelves, while you walked past him leaving your stuff on the counter. 

“I’m sorry, it won’t happen again” You said turning to look at him smiling a bit embarrassed. 

“You said that last week y/n” He sighed. “But just forget it, there's a lot of work today can you pass me Vivi?” You furrowed your eyes in confusion and was about to ask what Vivi was but you then heard a bark and that’s when you turned back to look at the cute dog that was leashed. 

“She’s so cute!” You sat next to the dog and started petting her forgetting what Yixing had requested before.

“You mean he” You looked at him confused “He? But that’s girl's name, what kind of ignorant person would name his dog like that?” 

“I would” You turned your head to the door to see who had responded and then gasped in surprise. 

  • tmr books: minho tells thomas that he loves him, thomas constantly comments on how muscular minho's arms are in unnecessary detail eg. 'he could almost see the blood pumping through them' and 'minho's powerful arms folded and tensed, veins bulging all over the place', thomas's heart 'aches for minho', a sentence like 'thomas met minho's gaze' almost every other line, minho hates teresa and brenda for no reason other than that they spend time with thomas eg 'and for some reason minho gave brenda dirty looks the entire time' (jealous.mp3), minho grabs thomas by the shirt and pushes him against a wall; he also climbs on top of him and holds him down when thomas is hijacked and refuses to get up even though thomas has a knife ('minho had pinned thomas’s arms to the ground. he hovered over him, heaving to catch his breath. 'im not getting up until they let your mind go') which makes thomas want to smile, it also says that thomas's midsection arches upwards and his body bucked and minho presses down - that's called grinding folks, they risk their lives for each other countless times, minho tackles to the ground and 'punches the living crap' out of the guy who shot thomas, dashner said in an interview that minho and thomas have the closest bond,thomas's heart skipped a beat when he saw minho, minho runs backwards in the lightning storm to help thomas up when he falls, risking his own life in the process, also thomas screams when minho is hit in the lightning storm to help minho even though he ignored every other glader who fell; minho then 'wrapped one of his arms around thomas's neck' and they moved together, 'thomas rammed into minho [...] thomas quickly spun to grab his friend, wrapped his arms around his chest and squeezed against his struggles to escape, minho pulls thomas into a bear hug when they're reunited, when thomas thought he might die he typed goodbye messages to brenda and minho and nobody else, when jorge offered a deal in which he'd help the gladers but would have to kill minho in exchange thomas refuses even though this might endanger everyone else, looking at minho and thinking how he is his 'true best friend' makes thomas have to 'hold back the tears', minho never once questions thomas's judgement even when every single other character questions him and he follows him into anything, 'no way, me and you', 'i'm with thomas. i'm with thomas one hundred percent', just going to repeat this one - minho told thomas that he loves him. like that's an actual thing that happened. they constantly joke around with each other it's srsly flirting, 'if there was a person other than teresa on the planet he (thomas) could truly call a friend, it was minho', minho calls thomas 'baby' and on one occasion it gives thomas butterflies, when minho reunited with thomas he said 'i've been shucked and gone to heaven' aw, minho says he bet thomas cried every night missing him and thomas says 'yeah', minho curls up and goes to sleep at thomas's feet, minho puts all of his faith in thomas from the very beginning eg by making him keeper of the runners while every other glader doubts him which also means minho is going against the people he's known for years in favour of thomas, he also gives up his own leadership role to make thomas keeper of the runners and also tells thomas 'okay greenie, you da boss', when group b take thomas away (after minho trying to fight back) minho yells after him that they'll find him, 'thomas heard a distant voice, screaming the same words over and over, something about him. about protecting him as he ran. it was minho' hashtag protective boyfriend minho, 'thomas made his decision; he liked minho', thomas says he felt disgusted when brenda tries to kiss him and thinks 'maybe it was the drug. maybe it was teresa. maybe it was -' at which point minho starts talking, thomas says to minho 'i won't keep anything from you. and she knows it, too.', minho says 'if you die i will NOT be happy' to thomas, thomas 'hadn't realized how important it was that minho still believed in him - it went halfway to giving him the courage he needed', minho has surgery to remove the wicked device from his brain while thomas is asleep and when thomas wakes up, minho is sitting in the chair beside his bed. this means minho woke up after his surgery and got up and moved to the chair beside thomas's bed, 'thomas could only worry abut minho', 'your eyes dont lie' minho can literally tell whether thomas is lying by looking into his eyes; thomas also does this bc he says he can tell by the 'hard glint' in minho's eyes that he'd been through an awful time, minho gives thomas nicknames and they always have playful banter, 'the two of them then looked at each other for a long moment, catching their breath, somehow reliving those few seconds all the things they’d gone through', 'even though he couldn’t see minho, he knew his friend lay only a few feet above him. and it wasn’t just the snoring. when someone is close by, you just know it', when jorge was kicking minho, thomas's hands clenched into fists and he hated jorge and wanted to 'beat him like he'd beaten gally'; he'd beaten gally for killing chuck, so the fact he wanted to beat jorge as badly as he'd beaten gally for just kicking minho shows how much it angered and hurt him, possibly hurting him as much as it hurt him when chuck was killed, 'minho smiled, a very welcome sight' aka thomas likes his smile; he also 'couldn't believe how good it felt to see minhos smirky grin again', they playfully punch each other on the arm, 'minho studied thomas' is said at least three times in the first book alone aka checking thomas out, thomas says minho has beautiful hands, thomas often refers to all of the gladers just as 'minho and the others', newt says to thomas 'then you're minho's' and thomas replies 'sounds beautiful', thomas and minho share a bunk bed, when thomas says he'll go somewhere with brenda minho shakes his head and says 'no way, me and you', thomas says he couldn't handle losing minho, 'remember that i love you'
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What are you afraid of?

Fandom: Xmen

Warnings: cursing, danger?, Angst, feelllsssss

Pairing: m/m Peter Maximoff x male reader

6. “Oh my God! You’re in love with him!”

86. “I’m tired of being your secret.”

Originally posted by leafywinchester


@cosplayinganimedork requested:

86 6 Hello! I love your stories. Can you do a Peter Maximoff x Reader story where the reader is male (I can never find any stories that aren’t female) based off prompts 86 and 6 where Peter and the reader are secretly gay and dating but no one knows because they don’t know how everyone would react? But Peter somehow accidentally gives it away to his friends that he likes the reader and then both have to come clean to everyone about their relationship? Thank you!


Answer: thank you so much for this request! I love writing m/m though I don’t have much experience with it so I don know how good this is. I didn’t really write the part when they were supposed to ‘come clean’, but if enough people want it I’m willing to write a part two. I was super inspired with this one so I wrote a lot, might have gotten carried away …

I hope you like it!



“Hey y/n, we’re going out tonight, wanna come? The last one to get a girl to dance with them looses,” Scott Summers waved, calling him over. Y/n winced internally, trying not to stare too long at Peter as he joined the four men. But the jovial silver-haired mutant didn’t even blink when he shook his hand casually and smirked.


“Bad luck my man, so far the bets are against you,” Warren chuckled while tapping his cigarette cinders on the damp grass. They were all grouped around a tree in the flourishing mansion garden, Kurt hanging from his tail, Warren and Peter leaning against it, the latter eating a Twinkie and jittering on his feet as usual, and Scotty sitting with his legs stretched out and hands behind his head, soaking in the afternoon sunlight. It was Friday, they only had an hour of class left before they were done for the weekend and training for some, like y/n and Warren, the latest recrutes.


They had met in the underground battle rings, on same sides, and after Apocalypse the Archangel had come back for him, having created a small bond of friendship with the mutant. He took him back to the x-mansion, where he became one of the X-Men. That, was when he met the funniest, most beautiful man he had ever seen. The one and only Peter Maximoff had swept him off his feet and charmed him from day one with his smirks and witty comebacks, and a few weeks later he fell desperately, miserably​ in love with him. A kiss and a confession later, Peter’s reprocicated feelings were brought out to daylight and they started dating. Peter was to scared to tell the others yet though: nobody knew of his sexual orientation and he had some really big rejection issues, but his lovely boyfriend was willing to wait, anything to make him feel better. Besides, he wasn’t out of the closet either.


“Maybe we could even ask the girls to come along,” y/n pushed aside his distressing thoughts, throwing a teasing look at Scott.


“Yeah, why not? I’ll ask Jean to tell them.” He could tell he was trying to sound casual, but everyone knew of both mutants neverending crush on each other, and it was killing them to watch them continue on ignoring it. Maybe tonight was their night.


The bell rang, and they all parted ways, exited to be over with it and finally go party. Y/n was mainly planning on drinking, at least enough to take his mind off watching the love of his life flirt and bat his beautiful, dark chocolate eyes at some random college girl in a cheerleader skirt. He hated it.


As he trudged up the steps behind Warren on his was to the training room, leaving some space so as not to risk a sudden flap of his giant wings, he felt something flash by him. He barely caught a glance of silver before he felt his heart flutter at the feel of soft lips on his cheek, familiar and warm. He smiled, but the instant was gone as quick as it had come, without a sound or anyone noticing. He realized he had pressed what felt like a wrapper into the palm of his hand. He gripped it tight, shoving into his pocket.


He waited until he was alone in the changing room after Warren had left before pulling the Twinkie wrapper out, feeling his lips curl into a small smile at the messy handwriting scrawled on in silver sharpie, which he had bought him as a gift to match his hair.


Meet me at our spot after class?

Love you babe

xoxoxo 


 He barely had the time to set foot into the small alcove that the mansion seemed to be full of when a hand gripped his arm an pulled him in, holding him captive with another hand on the small of his back. He let out an ungracefull “Hey!-” before he was cut off by soft, plump lips in a sweet, longing kiss, lips moving in sync, then tongues rolling together in some sort of dance. 

 “God it’s been too long,” Peter whispered when they broke apart, setting his forehead on y/n’s, staring at him with his giant, puppy-dog like eyes.

 “You were just in my room last night,” huffed y/n lightly. He snaked his arms underneath his boyfriend’s, hugging him close. “Yeah but Warren was there too, I had to pretend like I was just there for the ice cream. Why couldn't​ they have made us roommates? Imagine all the things we could do?” He laughed softly, making his chest rise and fall, resting his chin in y/n’s soft hair. Y/n kissed him once again, and was met by willing lips. “Yes, that would be quite fun,” he mumbled when the speedster started moving down to his jawline and neck, leaving small wet marks that made his skin tingle. He was right: it had been too long. But not like Peter thought. He pushed aside the thought that had been haunting his mind for a few weeks now, becoming harder and harder to bear. 

After a half hour of more kissing and soft, reassuring words he left, dragging his feet reluctantly back to his dorm. But his conscience wasn’t settled. He had tried talking to Peter before leaving, in vain. His boyfriend had clearly noticed he wasn’t doing to well. 

 “Tonight, after the party, we’ll go out, okay? On a date somewhere, I promise.” Peter had said. Y/n had just stared at his laces, not saying anything.

 “Why not at the party, Peter?”  he finally asked. Peter’s eyes took on a pained expression. 

 “You know why…” he looked down. 

Y/n sighed. “It’s been months, don’t you think it’s about time they knew? How much longer are we going on like this? Months? Years?” Now it was Peter’s turn not to answer, and he l simply looked away. 

 “I’m getting tired, Peter. Tired of being your secret.” he had said, then left without even a kiss. The though still bothered him greatly. But he wasn’t sure he wanted to know the answer. 


The lights flashed in tune with the boom of the bass, the rythm pounding with the beats of his heart. “Come on, y/n, you’re going to loose! Get out of the booth!” A sweaty Warren called while flashing a smile to the brunette pulling his hand. He had to admit, he had a deviously bad boy look that seemed to attract girls from mile radius, with a giant leather jacket (to hide his wings) and golden locks. “Even Kurt got the little redhead in the corner!”

 “I’m good man, just taking some beer, i’ll be right out there.” Handsome, but not as much as my boyfriend, he thought smugly. They hadn’t talked since that afternoon though, and he was starting to feel uneasy. 

 He searched the crowd for him, not finding that familiar silver jacket. Furrowing his brows, he got up, leaving his drink and dove into the crowd. He slid through the sea of bodies moving in sync, passing Kurt and a cute little redhead in a paint-stained sweater who looked too innocent to be here, but then again so did Kurt, and he went deeper into the club. Finally, he caught a glimpse of him. He prepared to go up and talk to him, hold him, anything to be with him, when he noticed the figure that had approached the silver-haired mutant. She was, to any straight man, the perfect woman, if you understand what i mean. She draped herself over him, taking all his attention. Y/n boiled in rage, then saw Scott give Peter a hearty thumbs-up and he thought he would explode. Peter responded with a wiggle of his eyebrows y/n knew was fake, then proceeded to grab the girls ass as she grinded into him. 

He felt his fingers curl into fists, his jaw clench. Y/n couldn’t take anymore. He pushed through the crowd, not caring about the drunken insults and protests thrown his way. He tried to look ahead through the tears blurring his vision, holding back the urge to punch the first person he saw until the floor was colored crimson. He passed booth, downing what was left of his drink and everyone else’s before running out the door. He passed Warren making out with the brunette, not even answering to his quizzical call, ran past the cars into the night. He didn’t know where he was heading, into the city, following the lights of racing cars, but he just kept on running. He was drunk off his ass, and he could feel the alcohol affect his poor judgement. But now a single thought ran through his mind, and he couldn’t get it out. 

 When Peter heard the surprised yelps his head whipped around and he felt his stomach drop. He saw that familiar head of hair he had spent so much time burying his nose in, and wanted so badly to call out to him and push the girl away. But Scott could see him, and Kurt was barely a few feet away. He wished so badly they would disappear,  wanted to kick himself for being such an idiot, regret making it hard for him to breathe. Why hadn’t he seen him earlier? He knew this would hurt him. Then the girl turned, looking up at him through mascara drenched eyelashes. She grabbed his chin, tilted his head, and for an instant her face was replaced by another, until he could feel her breath on his lip, could hear Scott cheering him on, she was so close, they were almost touching, her eyes closed and- this wasn’t the smell he loved. Those eyes weren’t the ones he had dreamed of waking up in front of every morning. He slid past her arms and raced through the crowd, barely a blur despite the throng of people slowing him down.


 Peter rushed out into the cool air, panic rising up his system. “Y/n!” He screamed.

 “What happened? I just saw him run out if here he didn’t even answer me,” Peter turned his head to look at Warren, a girl still under his arm, with a hopeless, lost expression.

 “I’m such a fucking idiot. I’m an absolute asshole.” He said, gaze still lost. A girl poked her head out of the bar. “Hey, come back! Why did you leave?” She pouted, yanking on Peter’s sleeve.

 He had snapped out of his initial shock, and he could feel the anger rising. He pulled back so hard she almost fell over in her ridiculously tall heels. “Get off!” He burst. “And go back inside and find some other fuckboy to screw tonight, I’m not coming home with you, alright?” He spat,”And you know why? Because I’m an absolutely fucking idiot, i’m a screwed up piece of shit who just let the love of his life run off crying and I won’t even be able to find him! He’s probably drunk on the streets being mugged or something and I’m here yelling at some girl with Daddy issues who probably doesn’t even know my name! I Don even like you! I don’t even like women! What the hell do all of you guys find in women? Just let me get my boyfriend!” He continued yelling when she had run back inside, terrified and claiming he was a phsycopath. He was left breathless, a deep pang fear taking over the blinding anger, losing his lucidity with the thought of what could happen to a drunk y/n alone on the streets. 

 “Oh my God, you’re in love with him!” Warren said, surprise in his eyes. A gasp could be heard behind him: he whipped his head to Scott who had come outside, seeing him run off, and Kurt peeked behind him. Peter huffed,  shoving Warren off, tears welling up in his eyes. Without a word he took off, not so much as a glance back.


Y/n finally stopped running, his chest aching and legs screaming in pain. The bile in his throat rose and he belched right there on the road. Where even was he? He looked around, hugging himself. The alcohol was wearing off quick, as always with him, and his lucidity was returning. It was completely dark, he couldn’t tell if he was in an alleyway or in a parc, all he knew was that there was hard concrete at his feet and something that could be a wall, cool and rugged, against his hand. 

 Suddenly light invaded the area from behind him. He realized with a sickened thought that he was on a street, the wall beside him was the side of the tunnel. His shadow shortened, and as he turned around the bright white blinded him, and as he heard the honk he braced himself for impact. He closed his eyes, and once again the same thought kept running through his mind, and at that moment be accepted he would never have an answer. 

 Is he embarrassed of loving me?

Companions react to childrens' awe after they act heroic
  • <p> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b></b> The children of the settlement watched in awe as the companion took down 6 raiders at once. Sole wasn't there, and all of the turrets were down, so it was up to them to protect the settlement alone. A little girl around the age of six almost got bludgeoned when she came out of hiding to get her teddy bear. Before she got so much as a bruise, the companion swooped in and killed the nasty raider. They patted the girl's head before giving her back her teddy bear. They told her to get back into hiding, and the companion went back into the firefight. (The ones that can speak/pat heads anyways) When the very last raider was down, the companion collapsed on the ground, exhausted. They only got a second to breath though. As soon as they could, every child from the settlement tackled the companion. They called them awesome and cool while giving the companion hugs, or high fives.<p/><b>Ada:</b> "That is quite enough children. You are welcome, but I really need to get back to my duties." The kids keep pestering poor Ada until she relents and answers a few questions. She only stays long enough for the children to be satisfied with the answers they got. She leaves to go hide somewhere while she runs a diagnostics on herself.<p/><b>Cait:</b> She felt pretty good about herself up until she thought the kids were getting to annoying. "Alright kids. That's enough. Bugger of now!" She almost felt bad about sending them away, but the kids didn't seem to mind as they were acting out what had just happened. That made Cait glad. She wouldn't even want to think about what Sole would do to her if she made a kid cry.<p/><b>Codsworth:</b> "By jove!" Codsworth was surprised when he got knocked down by the children. He just sat there slightly dumbfounded as to why the children were so awe-struck. He kindly answered any questions they had until the kids got bored and moved on to play at the playground. Though he could see the little girl he saved sporting a bowler hat identical to Codsworth' later that day. If he had a face, he would've smiled.<p/><b>Curie:</b> She was very pleased to have the kids think that she was cool. She answered honestly when she was asked how she felt while fighting. "Well... I was definitely scared. I probably couldn't have done it if I wasn't trying to protect you all." That made some of the kids tear up. Curie almost panicked, but managed to calm them down by giving them some candy she had found a while back.<p/><b>Danse:</b> Danse didn't get knocked down due to his power armour but the kids swarmed around his legs, making him lose his footing and fall. The force of it made some kids fall, and made two of the younger ones cry. Danse teared up himself. He hated seeing innocent kids cry. He quickly recovered, and scooped the crying children up and ran them over to Curie, so that she could cheer them up. The rest of the children hung on to his back. Curie cheered them up, and now the kids thought that Danse's strength was more impressive than anything. He gave them all piggyback rides the rest of the day as a way to make up for his screw up.<p/><b>Deacon:</b> Right away, Deacon told the crowd of kids extravagant lies about his more awesome adventures. "I once fought twice that many deathclaws barehanded!" He liked having someone believe his dumb lies for once. He kept it up until Sole came back to a Deacon with his own little group following him everywhere. They told him to quit it before the kids get any wild ideas.<p/><b>Dogmeat:</b> Dogmeat is absolutely ecstatic that he is getting all of this attention. He enjoys the belly rubs and 'good boys' that the children give him. He returns the favour by giving them thank you licks on their hands.<p/><b>Gage:</b> Gage is low-key terrified of children, so he doesn't even try to interact with them. He just runs. That leads to a chase where the kids think its a game. He eventually can't continue running, and neither can the kids, so he just collapses onto the ground. The children fall on and around him, and he can't find the strength to push them off, so he just falls asleep like that. Sole comes back to see that they're still asleep in that position, and finds it absolutely adorable. They don't hesitate to tease him about it later.<p/><b>Hancock:</b> When he gets tackled, he hits his head, making him black out for a second. The kids go silent, and one asks if he's dead. Hancock just sits up and starts laughing. "Don't worry about it, you little tykes. As you just saw, it takes more than that to off me!" The kids cheer, and start apologising a bunch. It takes Hancock a while before the kids will part from him. He enjoys having the kids follow him around like a miniature army. He finds it cute.<p/><b>Longfellow:</b> Instead of taking the praise the children offer him, he sits them all down to tell them really excited stories from when he was young. As the stories get more and more suspenseful, the children get more and more drawn in by them. When Longfellow is all done, the kids are even more awe-struck than before.<p/><b>MacCready:</b> He hugs and high-fives the kids right back. He's just happy he saved them, but he supposed it couldn't hurt to accept the children's thanks. If Duncan is in the crowd, then MacCready makes sure to act like killing all those raiders single-handedly is no big deal. He wants to show off for his son.<p/><b>Nick Valentine:</b> He ruffled a few of the kid's instead of a hug. They call him "the most awesomest person ever, " but he refuses the title. "Listen up kiddos. I'm not all that great. But you guys? You're the real cool ones. You didn't panic when the raiders came, and I bet that when you're older, you'll be able to kick twice as much butt as I did today." He smiles as the children's beaming faces. They all think of how cool it would be to actually do that.<p/><b>Piper:</b> Is so happy that the children thinks she's cool. She gets called a lot of things, but never cool. She doesn't hesitate to give all the kids hugs, telling them what a great job they did staying calm even when their home was being attacked. If Nat is there, she makes sure to drag a compliment out of her sister. She begrudgingly does, but in her mind, she's thinking of how awesome her sister is.<p/><b>Preston:</b> Preston is practically glowing with happiness. He's so glad that the children are looking up to him. Especially since he did something that's a good influence on the kids. He doesn't hesitate to tell them about the Minutemen and how they help people too. "Listen up kiddies. When you grow up, and you want to help and be awesome just like I was, then you should join the Minutemen." Some of the kids keep that in mind.<p/><b>Strong:</b> Needles to say, Strong is confused when a bunch of tiny humans crowd around him. They're all taking at once, so he can't understand a single one. Strong roars as loud as he can, effectively scaring them off. All of them except the girl with the teddy that is. She just stands there and says "awesome" in a barely audible voice. Surprisingly, Strong takes a liking to this fearless child and the two become friends. The little girl rides around on Strong's shoulders all day while he tells her stories about the killing he's done with his bothers. The strange creatures he's eaten, and the milk of human kindness are mentioned as well. When Sole comes back and sees them, they don't even question it.<p/><b>X6-88:</b> He's already waking away before the kids even reach him. He ignores them before they get in the way of his path. He sighs and tells them to speak. They do, and he almost regrets it. Their questions come rushing forth, some of them, he can't even answer. He stumbles over his words, and is just all around confused until Sole comes back and dismisses the kids. They look at X6 with a smirk on their face, amused that children can get him so easily frazzled. He's so close to hugging them in thanks, but decides against it. He opts for a simple "Thank you sir/ma'am." Sole chuckles and goes about their business.<p/></p><p/></p><p/><b></b> @ishtar0110<p/></p>
Seven Steps to Hell

Seven Steps to Hell: The Conclusion.

Series: Prologue | BamBam | Mark | Jackson | Youngjae | Yugyeom | Jaebum | Jinyoung

Genre: Angst, drama; 7 Cardinal Sins! AU

Word Count: 1.2K

Notes: General creepiness: Lucifer makes his final appearance.

Originally posted by thekoreanangels

You aren’t sure how long you’ve been standing here, shaking and trembling and so, so afraid. Your fists clench and unclench, almost in disbelief. There is no way…you can’t possibly

“Lucifer!” You command again, more strongly, “Get down here!”

Your rich voice resonates across the chambers, echoes reminding you again and again that something is wrong, that this isn’t supposed to be happening but it is and despite the strength in your voice, your knees feel weak.

Angel~” The trembling only grows stronger at the sound of his sing-song lilt, the voice bordering on insanity from millennia of residing in the depths of Hell, “Is something wrong, pretty?”

He materializes in front of you with the exhale of your breath, dark robes twisting around him in their usual dramatic flair. The red inner lining of his cape, however, transfixes you, as you stare as it swishes from side to side…

“Yes.” You manage to tear your eyes from the offending cloth, before meeting the eyes of the same color, head-on, “And you know exactly what I’m talking about.”

“Oh dear, I’m afraid I have no idea!” He giggles at you with a misleading grin on his thin lips, “What’s the trouble? I would’ve thought you’d be getting on your way, by now.”

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BTS reaction when their S/O  broke her arm...

Request said:  Hi! Could you do a BTS and EXO reaction where you broke your arm and you need help with doing basic things while having the cast? Please and thanks in advance!❤


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Jin: “Y/N, what do you think you’re doing?” he would suddenly ask watching as you tried to reach for something in the highest cabinet. You turned around and you were about to fall but luckily he caught you on time. “Stop being so stubborn and just call me when you need something” he would snapped but you knew he was actually worried about you. 

Originally posted by pjxmin

Suga: “Y/N how the heck did you break your arm?” he would angrily ask. “Well I was heading down the stairs and then I strip and feel down the stairs” you explained holding up your cast up (he would look at you like the gif) but then you screamed in pain “OUCH…”“Y/N  you need to be careful!” he said worriedly. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you” he said while giving you a soft smile.

Originally posted by rapdaegu

J-Hope: You were happily reaching for your box of cereal on the highest shelf but then you fell and screamed in pain. Hoseok heard the thud and quickly rush to the kitchen he saw you there laying down crying and screaming in pain. He quickly grabbed you and took you to the hospital. He was so scared about your diagnosis but the doctors told him and reassured him that you were okay, that you only broke your arm. 

Originally posted by softykook

Rap Monster: “Y/N..where are you??” he would call you, he didn’t knew that you recently broke your arm because he was on tour in the US. But when he saw you he got very worried/ angry “Why didn’t you told me??”. “Because I knew that you were going to leave your tour as soon as I told you about this, I didn’t want to worry you” you would say. “You could’ve have died and probably I won’t knew until I came back to our apartment” he would say. You would go to his side and hold his face. “I am so sorry Namjoon” you would say with tears in your eyes. He would dry your tears and kiss you. 

Originally posted by bwink

Jimin: “Jimin, you don’t need to be here all the time…” you would start to say. “How can I leave my princess alone..In this condition!” he would say worriedly. “But you need to work” you would complain. “I won’t leave until I know that someone is going to take care of you” he would respond. “Come with me…. To our tour…I would beg the manager” . “Okay, Fine…would this make you happy” you said. “YES!” he would respond. He talked with the manager and told you, you could tag along but only because you were in this condition. 

Originally posted by daeguboy

Taehyung (V): When V got the sudden call that you were in the hospital, he stopped what he was doing and quickly headed to the hospital that you were at. When he go into the hospital he ran to the desk and asked very nervously about you, the nurse told him that you were getting something done. He was so worried that something bad happened, that he started crying. But when he saw you, he quickly ran to you and hugged you to the point that you couldn't almost breath. “Jagiya, you scared me to death..I love you…you know that right” he would say making you face his face. 

Originally posted by softfluffytae

JungKook: “Jung Kook” you would call. “Yes, Y/N..what’s wrong” he would say. “I am hungry!” you would say. “What would you like me to cook?” you would ask him. “Ummm..I don’t whatever you would like to eat” he would say. “OK well…how about Bibimbap?” you would ask. “YEAH” he would say. “Okay, well I am going to the market to buy seaweed and some other ingredients” you said. He would replied. You started to head down the stair and being the clumsy person you are, you tripped and fell down the stairs. JungKook seeing all of this, he stood in horror. He went to your side but you were unconscious. He called the ambulance and then his Hyungs. After some 2 hours you woke up (but before you woke Jung Kook would be like the gif) with a cast and with a pain in your head that you couldn’t describe. “Y/N” the boys cried in unison. “We thought you got seriously injured but you just broke an arm and hit your head pretty bad” Namjoon would explain. 

Originally posted by jungkookfortunekookies

*Author’s Note: Exo’s version will be up soon!*

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