and this is where i leave to go cry in a ditch

Unbearable || Peter Parker Imagine

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Request:  Could you write an imagine where the reader is Tony Stark’s daughter and is dating Peter Parker and something happens between them, either like assuming the other one cheated and idk one or the other is hurt and idk i wonder what the situation would end up being like? Thank you!

Word Count: 1752 words

Originally posted by fuckyeahtonystark

(i think I’ve used this gif before but there aren’t many left)

For a couple of weeks now, Y/N has noticed how her boyfriend, Peter, has been getting closer and closer to her best friend Liz. He used to always eat lunch with Y/N and sit next to her in classes. Now, he’s doing that with the perfect Liz Allen. Sometimes, the young girl thought that Peter was dating her for her last name. Stark. Y/N wasn’t jealous of her friend, just envious of the attention she was getting from Peter. Y/N wanted to get closer to her boyfriend again, and she didn’t know what to do.

One day when she went over to Peter’s house, he was being awfully distant. Y/N knew about his alter ego Spider-Man because his relationship with her dad. She knew that was part of the reason why he was bailing on dates but, he would always try to make time with Y/N at least three times a week. That all changed the day he started hanging out with Liz more. The couple only hang out once a week now. So, while she sat on his bed, all she could think about was how he was most likely cheating on her.

“Peter?” She asked quietly. He was on his phone, by his desk, barely paying attention to the girl who was breaking inside. “Hm?” He muttered, smiling at his phone. He tapped the screen lightly to, what Y/N could gather, text someone back.

“Who are you texting?” She asked softly again, looking down at her legs hanging off the edge of the bed. Peter stuttered, “It’s n-no one.” He put his phone down to give his girlfriend his full undivided attention.

“We need to talk Peter.” She forced out, looking him in the eye. “Isn’t that what we’re doing now?” He chuckled at his own statement.

“I mean about us Peter!” Y/N said, angrier than before. This surprised Peter. She was never normally…. angry. Y/N exhaled, trying to keep her cool.

“W-What about us?” He stuttered, “I thought we were doing fine.”

“You’ve been ditching me Peter but, not to protect the city. To hang out with my best friend. And don’t try to deny it cause I see pictures of you guys on her Snapchat all the time.” She sniffled. Peter sighed, “Y/N,” he said shaking his head slightly, standing up to go sit next to her. Before he could complete his statement, she interrupted, “Are you cheating on me with Liz?” She asked.

He shook his head yet again, grabbing her face with both of his hands, turning her towards his. “No, it’s…..it’s not like that.” Y/N got out of his grasp by standing up. Tears started to escape her eyes.  

“Then what’s it like Peter?” She demanded, crossing his arms. Peter sat there on his bed, trying to think of an answer. “It’s just,” he couldn’t continue. He didn’t know what to say.

“It’s just what?” Y/N questioned, getting loud again. Peter looked at his hands.

“I don’t know what to tell you, Y/N.” He couldn’t tell her his plan. Not yet. She’ll forgive me though, he thought. She scoffed, uncrossing her arms to grab her stuff. Before she left his bedroom, she turned to look at him. “You know what Peter,” she scoffed, “Liz is all your’s now.” she spat, slamming his bedroom door.

Y/N scurried towards the front door of the apartment. May was sitting on the couch, watching the girl leave. She smiled sadly, “Bye May,” she opened the door but stopped at the sound of his voice. “Y/N,” He said from across the room with a sad look on his face. “Goodbye, Peter.” She slammed the door not looking back.

School the next day was awful for both Peter and Y/N. Peter had no girlfriend to constantly boast about and Y/N had no one to kiss or greet by her locker in the morning. At lunch, Y/N sat with Liz, not saying anything to her with her friends not speaking as well. Liz broke the silence, “I heard you and Peter broke up.“She said sympathetically. Y/N scoffed, “Let me guess, he told you? Did he tell you why?” Liz nodded her head, “He isn’t cheating on you Y/N.” She said looking at the girl honestly.

“Well obviously he isn’t cause we aren’t together, which means he can date anyone he wants. Including you.” Y/N said, grabbing her lunch and moving to sit somewhere away from Liz, and away from Peter. He saw Y/N stand up, angrily and move away from her best friend. This was all his fault.

Later that day, when Peter arrived at the Avengers tower, Tony was furious. Tony walked with Peter into his lab, grabbing the boy by the color of his shirt viciously. “I’ll give you ten seconds to explain why you cheated on my little girl.” He said with venom lacing his voice.

“That’s not what happened, Mr. Stark. I swear.” Peter expressed with a worried tone.. Tony let go of his collar glaring at him. “Then why has Y/N been crying her eyes out?”

Peter rubbed his face with his hands wanting all of this to just blow over. He hated the fact that it was HIS fault as to why the love of his life wasn’t smiling. “Liz was helping me with something…” Peter trailed off, making the genius confused. “Is that a euphemism for sex or something?” Tony grimaced.

“No! No, oh god no. Nothing like that.” Peter said in shock and slight disgust. “What was it then?” Tony crossed his arms, just like Y/N did last night.

Peter sighed, “Liz is Y/N’s best friend so I went to her for advice.”

“For what?” Tony asked, less agitated at the young superhero standing in front of him. Peter looked at his shoes while bouncing on his feet. “I needed help for asking your daughter to Homecoming, so I thought, who knows her better than she knows herself and I thought Liz. That’s all we were doing Mr. Stark.” He said sadly, realizing that all the help he was getting didn’t matter because he wasn’t with his girl anymore.

Tony was still confused, “Couldn’t you have Googled ideas?” He asked,knowing now that it was all a misunderstanding between the juvenile lovers. Peter shook his head.

“It’s not that easy Mr. Stark. I thought maybe Y/N wanted a subtle way to be asked to the dance. But what if she wanted something completely extraordinary. That’s why I went to Liz. But I wasn’t with her constantly. I was with her handful of lunch periods, and we went to Starbucks to talk about it once. Only once.” He explained. Dropping his backpack on the floor.

“How do you plan on asking her?” Tony questioned walking around his lab.

“We’re not together anymore…..” Peter said as if Tony wasn’t listening to the conversation, following the man around the lab. Tony turned around to face Peter. “I don’t care, You were good for her. And I don’t want her dating some idiot. Now, how are you going to ask her?” He questioned Peter yet again.Peter had a big smile on his face, ready to tell him.

That night, there was a knock on Y/N’s window. It wasn’t too late at night, but she knew exactly who it was. “Go away.” She said, loud enough for him to hear her through the window. He tapped on the glass again, “Go away!” She said slightly louder. The tapping continued much to her dismay. Y/N groaned and got up off of her bed to open the window.

She looked through the glass to see Peter Parker, or Spider-Man, hanging upside down on a web, holding a huge teddy bear and roses in one hand with a poster in the other that said, “It would be unBEARable to go to Homecoming without you” in red letters. Y/N froze, looking at him with wide eyes. He flipped over and let go of the webbing.

She opened the window, helping the boy through it and into her room. “Peter, what the hell? We aren’t a thing anymore, remember?” She said a bit agitated. Peter put the poster down, grabbing his mask off of his face, shaking his head to fix his hair. “I swear that I didn’t cheat on you with Liz, alright? She was just helping me with ideas to ask you to Homecoming.” Peter admitted, wanting her to know the truth. Y/N had a more understanding look in her eyes.

“Then why were you bailing on all of our dates?” She asked.

“Crime rates have gone up in New York, despite everyone’s effort to stop it. Trust me, I wanted to go on those dates with you, it’s just- someone needs to be there for the city after the whole hero versus hero thing.” He rushed. “Please, you have to believe me.” He said sadly.

Y/N ran to him, wrapping her arms around him. Peter let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. “I’m such an asshole,” the girl in his arms mumbled against his shoulder, “I should’ve listened to you. I’m so sorry.” Peter rubbed one hand on her back reassuringly holding his gifts for her in the other. “There’s no need to apologize. I would’ve done the same thing though.” He stated honestly. The two pulled away from each other.

Peter moved to pick up the poster to show her again. He had a cheesy grin on his face as he held everything. “Will you go to homecoming with me?” He asked. Y/N nodded her head, “Of course I will.”

Peter went to hand her the teddy bear and the roses. “You know what you should name that him?“ Peter asked rhetorically. “What?” She asked with a smile on her face, smelling the flowers.

“Spider-Man.” He said with a smirk on his face, “So that I’m always with you.” Y/N chuckled, examining the bear. “I think it suits him.” She mimicked his smirk, leaning in to kiss the real Spider-Man

“Mad Dog and Puppy” English Translation

Here it is. I apologize for the delay, but various circumstances got in the way. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

From Haikyuu!! Light Novel 6, Chapter “Mad Dog and Puppy” written by Kiyoko Hoshi with illustrations by Haruichi Furudate.

Introductory page 

Attached illustration on page 129:

Mad Dog and Puppy

One fine holiday in fall, there was a man standing in a convenience store nearby Aoba Jousai High School. The guy, wearing a volleyball jersey, walked out as the opening and closing door made an electronic sound. The man’s name is Kyoutani Kentarou, a second-year member in Aoba Jousai High’s volleyball club.

Kyoutani tore the wrapping of the chicken—chicken is his favorite food—that he took out of the convenience store bag before sinking his teeth into it, making an audible noise; this was how he walked toward school. The volleyball club took Mondays off. Practice starts morning today, which is a Sunday.

Kyoutani had not attended the club for quite a while since the middle of his first year due to various circumstances, though he has been recently thrown into the spotlight for coming back after being recalled by Oikawa, the team captain.

At the preliminary round of the Inter-High Miyagi Finals in June, Aoba Jousai suffered defeat at the hands of Shiratorizawa Academy, the invincible champions. It was necessary to regroup and reorganize the currently completed team in order to clear themselves of the disgrace come the next Spring High School competition, move on from second place and aim for the Nationals. What they wanted to strengthen in particular was their offense. The fighting strength that served to be the trigger of that was Kyoutani, whom Oikawa jokingly called “Mad Dog.”

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Try to get rid of me in an overseas big city? We'll get rid of you instead.

(long story. tl;dr at the end)

Context:

Back in 2011 me and my immediate family traveled to Saudia Arabia for Umrah, or what’s known as the lesser pilgramage. You visit Makkah, make rounds around the Kaabah, pray with all your heart and soul, you get the picture. My dad and I were excited because we were all about going on a spiritual journey and casting away the problems of the world - but as it turns out, some problems just wouldn’t leave us.

As soon as we landed in Jeddah’s airport, our plan was to take a taxi to Makkah and get the Umrah done while we were still gung-ho about God. However, we were instead diverted to our relatives’ house in Jeddah, where we discovered that 4 or 5 of my mothers’ relatives and their families had gathered up and spontaneously crashed in my grandfather’s house for one giant family reunion. Naturally, my dad and I, as well as my maternal grandfather, were really upset over this development as my mom’s side of the family is full of … for the lack of a more polite word, the shady folks. Most of them I was on good terms with, but once I realized that my least favorite Uncle and Aunt had come with the crew, my enthusiasm just deflated like a balloon.

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Clueless

Request: Hey, I just love your imagines and could I request about a Sirius imagine where the two of them have been the closest of friends for years and Sirius loves her so one day he’s like “Fuck it” and runs over to her and kisses her and when they finally pull apart she goes “what took you so long?” THANK YOU SO MUCH (sorry this was so specific) 😍😍😍😍😂

Word Count: 4,170

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“Budge over,” Y/N gave Sirius a gentle nudge as she tried to sit down next to him in the common room. “But I’m so comfortable,” Sirius smirked, stretching out even further across the couch. “Sirius,” Y/N whined. She tried to shove him to one side of the couch, but he wouldn’t budge. “Fine,” she sighed dramatically before throwing herself into his lap and obnoxiously sprawling out on top of him. “Fine,” He laughed, not bothering to try to move her. “Are you going to move now?” She asked him triumphantly. “Mm, nope. Don’t think so,” he shrugged. “Okay, I tried,” Y/N sighed, moving to stand up, but Sirius wrapped his arms and legs around her so she couldn’t move. “No! Spend time with me!” He shouted, burying his face into her neck. “Then move!” She laughed, trying to squirm out of his grip. “But you’re so warm,” he whined, holding onto her tighter. “You are a pain, Sirius,” She shook her head with a laugh, but nonetheless stopped trying to escape his strong grip. “If you’re going to hold me captive here, can I at least get comfortable?” Y/N asked after a few minutes of silence. “I am not holding you captive, you love this,” Sirius corrected her. “But, yes. C'mhere,” He let go of her for only a second as she got comfortable on the couch, and began to reach for a book out of her bag on the floor.

“Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N don’t you dare reach for that horrid book,” Sirius warned. “You don’t even know what book it is!” Y/N protested. “I know that it is going to take your attention away from me, therefore it is horrid,” Sirius stated, matter-of-factly. “You’re so needy,” Y/N laughed, ruffling his hair. “Oi! Be careful with m'hair!” He whined, but made no effort to stop her from continuing to run her fingers through his locks. “Sirius, your hair is a mess. I couldn’t possibly do anything to mess it up,” she told him. “I like it messy,” Sirius pouted. “I’m making a statement,” he declared, causing the girl to laugh. “Yeah, okay. Whatever you say, buddy,” she laughed, patting his head before continuing to play with his hair. “Feels nice,” he admitted with a content sigh after a few minutes of more silence. Y/N nudged her nose against his head and hummed in acknowledgement. “Sleepy?” He asked her. “Little bit,” she admitted with a small nod. Sirius began to draw patterns on her arm with his fingers.

“For the record, I could have been reading this whole time,” she said sleepily after a few more minutes of silence. “No, you’re spending time with me,” Sirius pouted. “We aren’t even talking,” Y/N laughed. “We’re bonding!” Sirius cried dramatically. Y/N laughed and shook her head, but she snuggled into him, losing the energy to do anything but take a nap.


“Sirius!” A high pitched squeal woke Y/N from her peaceful nap.

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Fall For You (M) | 01

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Summary: You hate a lot of things about Jeon Jungkook; you hate his arrogance, his reputation, and his pet name for you to name a few. But most of all, you hate how right it feels for you to fall into his arms, and how easy it is to fall for him.
Word Count: 10,764
Genre: fuckboy!Jungkook, college au, hate to lust to…
A/N: Completely inspired by this vine that I saw months ago that hasn’t left me alone since. Bonus points to those who notice the line of the song in the fic. Extra bonus points to those who recognize the Hamilton reference

Part 02. Part 03 + Drabbles

If you were being completely honest, your issue with Jeon Jungkook began years before university.

You’d grown up close to each other, his house was right across from yours but you’d hated him from the moment you met in primary school. He’d joined you and your friends in a game of truth or dare during recess, and his dare for you had been to race him from one end of the playground to the other. You had tripped, cutting your knees open but he’d continued running, winning before realizing you weren’t behind him anymore. Only by that time, the teacher had gotten to you and you’d spent the rest of primary school glaring at Jungkook whenever he was in your sights, childishly blaming him for your scars.

Of course, you didn’t hold that grudge still. Your first year of university had just started, and it would be petty and pathetic of you to still hate him for that reason. But Jungkook had given you several more reasons to hate him throughout your years of schooling.

You’d watched throughout middle and high school as Jungkook grew from a cheeky, cocky kid, into an even cockier young man. He’d never cared much for his grades, choosing instead to throw parties with his friends, to ditch class occasionally, and rile up any girls he chose. You stayed away from him, attending different parties and sticking with your small group of friends, and by the second year of high school Jungkook became one of the most well known players of the town.

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anonymous asked:

Hi, what do you mean by "the opening of 2x14 was a deliberate negative parallel to Alex and Maggie’s scene from 2x09 in every respect" I'm not sure the writers are trying to be negative on purpose. I genuinely think they are oblivious.

I’m going to address that last sentence before I answer: being frustrated with a storyline because you don’t like it or don’t understand its purpose does not mean the person who created it is bad at their job. It just means you disagree.

That said, let me expand upon what I meant:

Kara’s morning-after scene with Mon-El in 2x14 intentionally juxtaposes Alex’s morning-after scene with Maggie from 2x09.

Similarities: both scenes start with similar background music and we can tell that it’s morning. The first person we see enter the frame is each girl’s respective love interest, but the girls themselves are somewhere offscreen. Both scenes also contain similar establishing shots of the bedrooms in disarray – at Alex’s we see the empty bed with pillows scattered on the floor and the blankets a mess; at Kara’s we see clothing scattered on the floor leading to the bed.

Now, differences:

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One Thing Missing- Peter Parker One Shot

Pairing: Peter Parker X Reader

Prompt: Peter forgets about your birthday. (Based on The Moment I Knew by Taylor Swift)

Word Count: 1600

A/N: SPIDER-MAN: HOMECOMING SPOILER FREE!!! (And this is unedited)

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“Morning, Y/N.” Ned greeted you as you arrived at your locker before school. Being locker neighbors with your close friend kept communication during passing periods a lot easier.

“Hey, Ned.” You smiled, opening your locker up to exchange your books.

“Did you do the Spanish homework? I couldn’t figure out #12.” Ned asked.

“Yeah, that one was tricky. I’ll help you with it at lunch.” You stated.

“You’re a lifesaver, Y/N.” He said, making you laugh. He looked farther down the hall behind, “Oh, looks like someone woke up extra early.” You turned to see where his eyes had landed. Peter was making his way down the crowded hallway with a small, but bright bouquet of flowers in his hand.

“Good morning, Y/N, Ned.” Peter said, arriving in front of the two of you.

“Who are the flowers for?” Ned asked in a teasing tone and Peter looked over at you.

“They’re for you, Y/N. Um, for your birthday.” He stated, holding them out to you.

“Thank you, Peter. They’re beautiful.” You smiled, taking them from him before sniffing them delicately.

“Well, uh, May suggested them, but yeah, uh, you’re welcome.” He laughed awkwardly and then coughed to clear his throat, “Happy early birthday.”

“Thank you. You’ll still be able to make it tomorrow, right? The Stark internship hasn’t commandeered your Saturday night?” You asked, worried your best friend and crush was going to leave you on your special day and make up for it with early flowers.

“I’ll be there. I wouldn’t miss it for the world, Y/N. The flowers are just an early gift.” Peter said, making you smile in relief. The bell rang and you turned around to shut your locker.

“Well, we better get to class.” Ned said, raising his eyebrows at Peter, to which Peter just brushed them off.

“Class, right.” Peter mumbled.

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The next day, you were waiting with your eye on the door. You heard three quick knocks on the door and you immediately stood up. You smoothed out your party dress and checked your red lipstick in the mirror, before answering the door. You opened it to find Ned smiling back at you.

“Happy birthday, Y/N.” Ned grinned, handing you a wrapped gift.

“Thank you, Ned.” You smiled, hugging him. You stepped back, allowing him to walk inside.

“Am I the first one?” He asked. You nodded as you closed your front door and set the gift on a nearby table.

“Yeah. You’re here early too.” You laughed. He looked down at his watch and shook his head.

“Only by a minute. I would call that perfect timing.” Ned adjusted his party hat as another knock came from the door. You quickly went to grab it.

“Happy birthday!” Liz smiled, holding up a gift bag.

“Thank you, Liz.” You beamed, moving to the side to let her in. As more guests arrived, you kept your eye on the door, just waiting for Peter to walk in.

“Y/N!” Liz’s voice made you snap out of your thoughts.

“Yes?” You asked.

“How have you been? I didn’t see you at all yesterday.” You gave her a half-hearted reply, mumbling that you’ve been fine. You felt too empty to talk to her right now. You combed back through your memory, remembering exactly how Peter said he’d be here tonight and that he wouldn’t miss it.

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As the hours passed by, everyone merged into the living room, laughing at the current conversation. You looked around the room and you found one thing missing: Peter. You just wanted to be alone. Silently, you slipped out of the room and into the hall.

“Y/N?” You heard Ned’s voice ask from behind you, “Is something wrong?”

“No, I-” Your voice cracked, betraying you. You cleared your throat and tried again, “I’m fine, Ned. Just go back to the party.” You said before hurrying off to the bathroom. You closed the door and rested your back against it. You tried not to fall apart as the sinking feeling started.

“He said he’d be here.” You tell yourself hopelessly. You looked back at yourself in the mirror and let out a dry laugh. Here you were in a party dress in red lipstick with no one to impress. There was a knock from the other side of the door and you inhaled a shaky breath.

“Yes?” You answered.

“Y/N, please let me in.” Ned said quietly. You sighed as the tears began to grow in your eyes. You unlocked the door and slowly opened it.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N.” He mumbled, holding out his arms to hug you. You let out a sob as you welcomed his embrace. You cried onto Ned’s shoulder, Peter’s promise echoing in your mind like a broken record. “It’s okay, Y/N. You’ve still got us.” Ned whispered in your ear. You pulled back and wiped your eyes as best you could without completely screwing up your makeup. Looking over Ned’s shoulders, you could see your guests standing at the end of the hall, watching you with sasd eyes. You were speechless- after all, what do you say when tears are streaming down your face in front of everyone you know?

“Cake time!” Ned announced, in attempt to draw the attention off your scene. Your guests shuffled off to the kitchen and Ned gave you a pitiful look. You struggled to smile for him. You followed him down the hall to your kitchen, where your cake was already out and ready.

“All right, let’s sing. One, two, three,” Ned lead everyone in singing ‘Happy Birthday to you’. At the end of the song, you looked back at the door one last time. Still no Peter. You turned back to the cake and you closed your eyes.

“I wish Peter was here.” You thought to yourself as you blew out the candles. Everyone cheered and Ned took the candles out of the cake. As he cut into it to serve your guests, you glanced at the door. Your heart had hit rock bottom- Peter wasn’t there, Peter had forgotten your birthday.

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“May, I’m home.” Peter said, walking into their apartment. He shut the door and placed his keys in his pocket.

“Hey, how was it?” May greeted with a smile from her seat in the living room.

“It was good.” Peter replied with a nod, “I’m just super tired, so I’m going to head to bed.”

“Tired, huh?” She asked with slight smirk, standing up from the couch.

“Yeah,” He answered, confused.

“Okay, well. Good night, Peter, but I want to hear all about it in the morning.” She said, kissing the top of his head gently. Peter cluelessly nodded before heading to his bedroom. He closed the door and took off his shoes.

“I thought I lost you.” Peter laughed lightly to himself, looking at his cellphone that was resting on his desk beside him. He picked it up and saw five missed calls from Ned and several texts from him. Worried, Peter quickly read through the texts:

‘Peter, where are you?’ ‘Really? Spider-Man right now? Not cool, dude.’ ‘You’re in deep trouble now.’ ‘Y/N was CRYING because you ditched her on her BIRTHDAY. C’mon, Peter!’

“Y/N!” Peter exclaimed, nearly dropping his phone. He had gotten so distracted fighting crime all day that he didn’t even realize what today actually was. He missed the birthday of his best friend, of the most important person in his life, of the girl he absolutely loved; he missed your birthday. Running to his closet, Peter found the gift he had gotten you. He removed his Spider-Man suit from his backpack and replaced it with your gift. He carefully climbed out of his window and made his way through Queens to your house. He could see your silhouette as you sat at your vanity. Peter got onto the fire escape and tapped on your window. Confused, you stood up and moved your blinds. Seeing Peter, you scoffed. You slowly opened your window as you wiped your tears off of your face.

“Y/N, I’m so sorry.” Peter said, crawling through your window to stand in your room.

“I’m sorry too, Peter.” You replied, making him look at you in confusion. You let out a restrained laugh, “Yeah, I-I am sorry. I just can’t do this anymore. It was one thing having you bail out on me when it was just us studying together, but it’s another thing to completely leave me on my birthday. No text, no call, nothing. Just a party spent with me waiting for you. Do you know what it’s like getting all dressed up, but being met with no one to impress? What was I supposed to do when the one who means the most to me is the one who didn’t show? You were the one thing missing, Peter.“

“You got dressed up for me?” Peter asked in disbelief and you shamefully nodded, “You don’t have to dress up to impress me, Y/N. I love you the way you are. Even now in jeans and a t-shirt with no makeup on and tears in your eyes, you’re beautiful. I could never ask for more. I love you and everything you are.”

“You love me?” You said in barely above a whisper.

“Very much so.” He nodded, “I truly am sorry for forgetting your birthday, not coming to your party, making you wait-” Peter was cut off by you placing your lips over his. After a moment, you pulled back to find him in shock.

“I love you too, Peter- very much so.” You giggled, kissing him again.

Stranded (Part 1)

where Y/N is sorry and Harry is angry.

Harry turned around as soon as he heard the bathroom door open. He could feel his eyes widening at the sight of you. With your blue floor length dress and hair up in a loose bun, you looked unquestionably breathtaking. You were heading for the celebration dinner of Harry’s movie, but Harry felt like he would be nothing there compared to the goddess standing in front of him. He couldn’t help it, he walked towards you with long strides, smashing his lips with yours and whispering,

“Baby, you look absolutely gorgeous.”

Your cheeks glowed with color as heat rushed up your neck. You smiled in gratitude before remarking,

“I think I should be the one saying that.”

Harry jokingly flipped his hair before replying,

“Yeah, I know, I’m very pretty.”

You two let out a laugh before your lips collided once more.

“How ‘bout we ditch the dinner an’ put on some of our own entertainment t’night?” he smirked, proud of his word play.

“Wish we could darling, but everyone’s gonna be there for you, yeah? Can’t leave them hanging.” You replied.

He hummed in response, well aware that he couldn’t ditch the party being thrown for him. You two headed out for the car parked outside. Your hands were tightly intertwined with Harry’s, and the two of you couldn’t have been more content at the moment.

Once you arrived at the destined place, the screams of the crowd and paparazzi increased in volume. The two of you were scurried out of the car by Harry’s event organizer. Harry wrapped an arm around your waist as the two of you headed towards the fancy restaurant.

Strutting towards the door, you two looked, and felt, like the ideal couple. However, your little bubble of happiness was soon burst apart as Harry started getting questioned by an interviewer. He seemed nice, and the pair of you didn’t mind.

Yet, soon the questions started getting directed towards you as well. Caught up in the blissful heaven of the situation, you barely noticed as you accidentally spilled out information about Harry working on his solo album.

Harry had previously decided to keep his solo music career a secret for the time being. Lots of conspiracies came along with the rumors, none of which Harry wanted to face. He had instructed you not to inform anyone about it either, and he knew that he could definitely trust you. You had gone to extremes to keep it a secret, there had been several times when it was so close to being revealed but you did one thing or other to safeguard your beloved boyfriend’s clandestine.

But this once, caught up in the happiness of the situation, and the feeling of being in Harry’s arms, you hadn’t even noticed the words tumbling out of your mouth. As soon as the words escaped you, the two of you immediately halted to a stop. Harry’s arm tightened around your waist warningly, to the point where it almost hurt. The interviewer was as shocked as could be, and continued on trying to dig out more details from either of you.

You tried to make it better, you really did, but the damage had been done.

Harry hurriedly excused you two from the press and continued walking towards the main hall. You knew he was mad, the tense way his shoulders were situated, was an obvious sign of that.

Once reality settled in, you felt like you could cry. You had revealed his secret, broken his trust. He had confided in you and trusted you to not tell a soul about something that he didn’t yet want to share.

However, before you could let out a word, Harry was whisked away by his manager, and you had been left alone to fend for yourself. Usually, Harry would be the one to hold your hand tightly and pull you along with him, but you knew that after this, the last thing he wanted was to be anywhere near you.

You were soon given company by Gigi, Eleanor and Cheryl. All of the boys were there to support Harry, and you felt horrible that you had messed up the night for him. You felt your heart ache when you saw that Harry had opted to take the seat farthest away from you at the dinner table. The night passed on with you barely touching your food and trying your best to be as social as you could in the given circumstances.

Harry was nowhere to be seen, probably he had gone somewhere with his friends, and Eleanor and Cheryl had went off to mingle with their own boyfriends, while Gigi had stayed with you. She claimed that she wanted your advice on some show that she was preparing for, but you knew that she felt bad for you. She knew what had happened, and didn’t want for you to be alone.

While you were grateful for the company that she provided, you hadn’t failed to notice Harry’s absence throughout the night. You knew that he was upset with you, but you didn’t think that he would actually ignore you the whole night through. As it was nearing midnight and Gigi was going on about her upcoming Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show, a text message from Harry interrupted the both of you. Hope sprang through you as you looked down at your phone, but it was quick to die down as soon as you read the cold words that had been sent to you.

“We’re leaving.”

As you looked up, you saw Harry’s manager waving to you to come to the front door. You informed Gigi, who stood up with you.

“We’ll be leaving soon too. Just need to say goodbye to some people before we’re on our way.”

“Okay, thank you so much for today. I’ll see you soon.”

“Anytime, babe. I’m sure Harry will cool off soon. Just give him some time and space, yeah? Call me if you need anything.” She said, rubbing your arm comfortingly.

“Yeah, thank you, Gigi. I love you.”

The both of you hugged goodbye before you hurried off to where Harry’s manager was standing. She informed you that Harry was already in the car. Your heart sank a little, realizing that he was still mad. You hadn’t expected him to just forget about the whole thing, but you were hoping that his mood would be uplifted after spending some time with his friends.

Nonetheless, you knew that you had made a mistake and that you would have to pay the consequences now.

As you walked outside, you noticed the drizzle going on. It wasn’t much, but the dark clouds in the night sky made it obvious that it wasn’t long before it would start raining heavily. You opened the car door, and skid into the passenger seat. Harry already had the car started, and before you had time to buckle up your seat belt, he scurried off without a word. The tires of the car produced a sharp screech due to the force of the sudden turn.

You didn’t say anything, only adjusting yourself in your seat.

Harry continued driving towards the house that the both of you shared. But you couldn’t help but notice the death grip he had on the steering wheel. After a while, the awkward tension became too much and you felt like you were going to choke. You decided to face the consequences of your mistake as soon as possible, since procrastinating was clearly going to get you nowhere.

“Harry, I really am sorry about what happened-” You started, before he cut you off.

“Don’t Y/N, just don’t.”

He sounded so angry, unlike you had ever heard before. You had heard from a lot of people that Harry was the worst when angry. Though you had yet to encounter a seriously mad Harry, since he always made sure to control his temper around you.

It had started to rain harder outside, with heavy raindrops falling down on the wind screen. His knuckles had begun to turn whiter due to his extremely tight grip on the steering wheel. His face was set in a mad frown that was deadly to even look at.

“Harry, I promise that this wasn’t my intension. I was only answering their question and it just slipped out. I’m really sorry.”

“Sorry won’t cut it. I trusted you with my secret and you totally ruined it. I’m never telling you anything again. Now shut your mouth before I decide to kick you out of the car right now.”

This was so unlike him, the Harry that you knew would never, ever speak to you like how he just did.

Harry was known to be one of the most respectful people out there, and he had proved himself to you as a gentleman several times. Always treating you with intense care, feeding you chocolates during your period, opening the doors for you anywhere you went; he did everything to make sure that you were happy with him.

“Harry, please try to under-” Your sentence was left unfinished as the car halted to a stop.

“Get out.” He commanded.

“What?” Your voice was timid, compared to his. You had absolutely no idea about what Harry could do in his rage of anger, and you weren’t sure if you were ready to find out.

“Get out of the fucking car, Y/N. Or so help me I’ll do it myself.”

“Harry, it’s almost midnight and it’s raining so hard outside. Please don’t do this. I said I’m sorry.” You practically begged.

He wasn’t having any of it, though. In the blink of an eye, he unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car. He threw open your side of the door and grabbed your wrists. You tried to resist his grip, and he almost threw you to the ground. Your ankle twisted due to the heels you were wearing, and a painful yelp came out of your mouth. You were lying there in pain, with a ruined dress, spoiled make-up and sore wrists.

You tried to refrain him one last time.

“Harry, please stop.”

He shrugged off your hold on his wrist and went over to the driver’s side. He proceeded to sit in and drive away, leaving you a crying and broken mess in the middle of the road with darkness surrounding you and rain water pouring down on you heavily.

To some outsider, it may have looked like a scene freshly out of some movie. To you though, it was like your world had been torn apart. Yes, you had made a mistake, a horrible one at that. Harry had trusted you with one of his most sacred secrets and as his significant other, it was your duty to protect it at all costs. However, you had gotten caught up in the blissful moment and gone ahead and done the exact opposite.

In spite of that, you didn’t think that you deserved to be thrown out so harshly; in the middle of the night with strangers lurking around and rain falling hard on you.

Yes, you had broken his trust and knew that it wasn’t going to be easy to gain it back, but he had done the exact same thing, maybe worse. Your boyfriend, the very guy who was supposed to keep you safe and protect you from all the harm in the world, was himself the guy who had thrown you out in the streets, with absolutely no concern of what could happen to you.

And as you sat broken in the right middle of the street, with black tears staining your face and wet hair matted to your forehead, dress ripped and ankle twisted, you couldn’t help but wonder if things would ever be alright between you two again.

Dust

request:  Can you do #28 from the list?

hello loves! i decided to post today because i have a ton of requests in my inbox, and i want to get them out to you guys as quickly as possible. anyways, keep sending in requests from this drabble list or whatever you want! hope you enjoy!


You’ve always had a big heart. If any of your friends or family were asked to describe you, the first thing that they would say is that you had a big heart, were generous, and selfless. You were just raised to always give to others, and not keep a lot for yourself. You would volunteer for charity drives, go on mission trips in Africa when you were just a teenager, and would just try and be kind to everyone you knew. In secondary school, you would try to make as many friends that you could, not because you needed them; you would be fine on your own, but because you thought that everyone could use a friend. You just wanted everyone to be happy, regardless of your own feelings. 

That was the downside of your kindness, people constantly using your generousity as a chance to get you to do things for them. Sometimes they would ask you if you would pick them up from places, other times they would just use you to get things, always leaving you without a friend. You didn’t mind though, because you always had Harry. 

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BTS reaction to fighting the urge to smother their s/o in kisses and failing

A/N: *yells because I’m trash* THIS IS TOO SELF INDULGENT I’M YELLING I just wanted to write something that didn’t require too much work and a reaction bc they’re self indulgent lmao and something i wouldn’t have to spend too much time trying to think up of seven different scenarios (it’s hard stanning 7 people oh my gosh) so here’s a generic bts reaction wooooo i hope you like it~ (edit bc this took longer than I expected? OK THIS ISN’T EXACTLY DIFFERENT SCENARIOS BUT I JUST WANTED THEM TO DO THIS ACTION SPECIFICALLY HAH)

context: You spent the entire morning loudly complaining and crying about not being able to buy concert tickets to one of your favorite bands but everyone was apathetic (well he tried to comfort you at first but you were being stubborn) so you spent the rest of the day hiding in your hoodie and sulking around the dorms.


Jin

Jin tried to sympathize with you but eventually gave up when you were being all touchy and annoyingly bothering him. So after a few hours of hiding from you in his room, Jin went out to find a snack and found you glaring into the refrigerator to find something to eat your woes away. A dorky grin spread across his face and had absolutely no restraint when he got the sudden urge to kiss you. He let out a giggle and reached you in one stride, grabbing the sides of your hood and nuzzling his face into yours. 

    “jIN WHAT ARE YOU DOING”

    “IT’S OKAY (Y/N), YOU’LL SEE THEM LIVE ONE DAY”

    “NO STOP I WANT TO SULK”

    “YOU’RE SO CUUUTE~”

Originally posted by gong-yoo

Yoongi

He laughed and teased you at first but eventually ignored you, leaving you huffing and ditching him to go sulk around the house. After a while, you appeared back in his room to bother him and when he saw your sulking face, he just couldn’t help but grin. The sudden urge to kiss you tingled throughout his body, but he’s sorta like eh (Y/N) might pummel me for calling them cute right now so he just continued smiling at you, stealing lots of glances at your pouty lips. 

    Maybe if I stay like this (Y/N) will come to me.

   "Yoongiiiiiiii,“ you finally whined after just glaring at him from the door frame and him just giving you that heart fluttering smile. His grin grew wider. "Why aren’t you saying anythingg????”

   The second you shuffled close enough to him, he bounced off his swivel chair, grabbed the sides of your hood and pulled you closer to him, crashing his lips onto yours.

    “You’re so cute when you pout! I’ll kiss away the pout though, don’t worry~”

Originally posted by flower-crown-jin

Hoseok 

After sulking a lot, you plopped on the couch next to Hoseok and sat grumbling to yourself, eyes glued to the TV. Hoseok glanced over at you and a small smile appeared as he rolled his eyes at your dramatics. He thought you were really cute and wanted to smother you in a hug, but decided to leave you alone to complain. Still completely irked, you screamed and fell on your side–pouting and glaring at the screen in front of you. That’s when Hobi turned his body to you and let out one of those laughs where he opens his mouth wide and leans towards whoever was close to him. 

    You scrunched your nose and turned to glare at him. “What are you laughing about?”

    He saw your adorable face and now he really wants to kiss you. But he couldn’t because he was laughing too hard.  

    And since it was his infectious laugh, your face can’t help but crack a little–making Hobi laugh even harder.

    “rUDE. I AM HAVING THE WORST DAY EVER AND–HOBI!”

    He was still laughing when he flopped onto you, grabbing your hood to pull you closer to him.

    “JAGIYA” mwah “IT’S OKAY” mwah “MAYBE I’LL MEET THEM ONE DAY AND INTRODUCE THEM TO YOU” mwah mwah mwah

    “HOBI GET OFF.”

Originally posted by jaayhope

Namjoon

Walking around the house, Namjoon looked around for you, calling out your name to get your opinion on which shirt he should order. He stopped abruptly when he was about to turn the corner to the kitchen just as you turned: giving him full view of you with a grumpy face partially hidden beneath your hood. 

    “Yeah?” you grumbled. “Need something?" 

    Namjoon couldn’t help it and a huge smile spread across his face, squinted eyes and dimples and all. He found your pouting absolutely adorable and a tingle rushed down his arms when he thought about peppering your face with kisses.

    And you were slightly taken aback since he was glowing

    He took a couple steps forward, still smiling, and you’re just like ????uh is he??okay??

    Then Namjoon just reached out, grabbing your hood, and kissed you right on the lips. 

    "Hey Namjoon why–”

    “You’re so cuuuteee~~~~” he cuts you off, kissing your eyes, nose, forehead, cheeks, everywhere. Once he stopped though and took a step back to just admire your shocked face, your features flared up and he laughed as embarrassment finally got to him and he covered his face while doing so.

Originally posted by jiminiminii

Jimin 

Jimin didn’t even try. He wanted to check up on you when he couldn’t find you for the latter half of the day, sort of missing your company; and when he found you wrapped up in blankets like a mound on top of your bed with music of that band blasting, he immediately started laughing.

    “If you came here to make fun of me,” you started, not finding his cute laughs amusing, “leave.”

    “JaGIII, you’re sO CUTE!” he cried, tackling you and falling on the bed, him grabbing the sides of the blanket that framed your head and pulled you closer to place kisses everywhere.

    “ParK JIMIN!”

Originally posted by bangdulce

Taehyung 

Honestly, Tae just started laughing when he saw your face. “Still sulking?” he teased, even if he got the strangest urge to leap up right then and there to kiss your pouty lips he can’t tear his gaze from.

    You just shot him a glare and immediately whipped around.

    “aCK (Y/N) noo come bAckkK,” he called out on instinct, leaping up from his spot on the sofa and grabbed your wrist. 

    “You’re the one who cAN’T UNderstaND THat I NEED tO sEe THEM perform LIVE,” you complained dramatically, scrunching up your face in frustration as he turned you around to face him. 

    He just turned soft, chuckling at you (and caused you to feel more hurt), and took a quick second to try and refrain himself from smothering you in kisses.

    Twisting your arm in his grip, you told him, “You’re the worst Tae–stop laughing at mee.”

    Which only caused him to continue giggling and just instinctively leaned in, stealing a peck on the lips.

    Blinking, you were caught off guard as he just pulled back and smiled. And that irked you, ready to continue sulking by yourself when Tae reached up, grabbed the sides of your hood and pulled you closer to pepper you in kisses.

    “yaH TAE stop acting like you’re so cool!”

    He lost it.

    “OMG MY JAGIYA THINKS I’M COOL?”

Originally posted by my-fjo

Jungkook

When you shuffled past him to get to the fridge, he caught sight of you and your pouty lips and grinned. 

    He found it pretty amusing that half of the day is already gone and you’re still sulking. Just to mess with you, he quietly pushed himself off the couch and tiptoed after you. After successfully sneaking up behind you–

    “Hi (Y/N)!”   

    You jumped in surprise and whipped around, batting at your ear because he decided to yell right in there. 

    “Jungkook!”

    He just grinned sweetly and rocked back and forth on the balls of his feet.

    Scrunching up your face, you began to ask, “What do you–" 

    Him being him, he just grins widely, grabs the sides of your hood and smothers his face up to you. 

    "You’re just being cute, that’s all~”

    You protested and whacked your arms around to get away from his grip.

Originally posted by bts-yes-please


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stand up • monty de la cruz

a/n: i think that this is one of my fav requests bc i wrote the character based off of me a lil bit hehe. also, thanks for 700! 💓

warnings: swearing, smut, you already know what it is, my old sinner ways

you walk into school to be greeted by a chorus of “oh’s.” this wasn’t an unusual occurrence at liberty high, but it was an annoying one because every time it happened, you knew that there was some undeserving victim at the root of it all.

you sigh deeply and walk towards your locker, but you can’t quite make it all the way there because the hall is blocked by the formed circle. in the center, you see montgomery de la cruz taunting some freshman you’ve never seen before. the boy looks absolutely terrified, while monty chuckles. it isn’t long before monty has him by his collar and pushed up against the wall. monty is about to throw a punch, and you speak up, pushing yourself toward the center of the circle.

“monty can you stop being such a dick for once in your life?” you say and the boy turns his attention towards you. once he sees that it’s you, his expression softens a bit and then quickly turns into a smirk. “this is men’s business y/n, it’s best if you just butt out.” he says to you arrogantly. the crowd laughs. “you shouldn’t be partaking in it then,” you say, crossing your arms across your chest. “put him down.” the chorus of “ooo’s” rises again and you see monty’s nostrils flare.

“and if i don’t?” he questions. “then i’ll shove my foot so far up your ass, you’ll cough up
my size 5 vans.” you snap at him. monty looks stunned and shakes his head, putting the boy down. the crowd subsides and you walk to your locker. monty’s gaze lingers on you while you put in your combination. he walks over to where you’re standing and props himself against the locker beside you.

“size 5? tiny, that’s cute.” he says while you dig around your locker. you groan and close the door, still annoyed with him. “montgomery, go be a piece of shit somewhere else, maybe go to class for once? i don’t have the time right now.” you say trying to walk away from him. he stands in front of you, placing each hand on either side of your head. he’s dangerously close to your face, so close that you can smell the mint on his breath and feel it on your cheeks. you’d be lying if you said that you didn’t find him attractive. “leave me the hell alone de la cruz. don’t you have somewhere to be?” you spat at him, trying to seem confident. on the inside, you felt like you were melting.

“why do you hate me, y/n?” monty asks you while searching your eyes with his. you snap into reality and remember why you’re angry with him in the first place. looking him dead in the eyes, you begin speaking. “because, you’re an ass monty. you’re such a bully and i’m sick of your shi-” monty let’s his impulses take over and cuts you off by smashing his lips onto yours. he pulls away and stares at you intently. “how do you manage to piss me off so much, but turn me on at the same time, y/l/n?” monty says while gripping your wrist.

you giggle at his words until he presses himself flush against you. you can feel your breath hitch in your throat. “you think this is funny?”
he growls while grinding himself against you. you let out a shaky breath and then you smash your lips onto his. you didn’t know what was taking over you, but you weren’t complaining. monty yanks your hand and leads you into the janitor’s closet, slamming it shut and locking it.

his lips immediately attach to your neck and you shudder from his touch. “you’re stupid montgomery.” you moan breathlessly. “mmmhmmm.” he hums against your neck in response. “so stupid.” you moan as he lifts your shirt above your head. monty kisses you again, more forcefully this time. you can feel his hard on dig into your leg, so you glide your hand down to start palming him. he moans into your mouth and then grabs your wrists, pinning them above your head while he kisses you roughly all over.

monty sits down, pulling you on top of him. he grabs your hips and you start grinding against his erection, moaning from the friction. “fucking shit y/n, you’re so sexy.” monty groans while grabbing your ass to squeeze it. you smirk and stand up, and his eyes latch onto you. you decide to give him a show and take off your pants and panties painfully slow, without breaking eye contact with him. his eyes rake your body up and down and he takes his pants off too.

he walks towards you swiftly and has you pushed to the wall again in a rough, fiery kiss. you tug at the waistband of his boxers, and he pulls away. “jump.” monty breathed into your ear, and you felt chills go down your spine. you do as he says, wrapping your legs around his waist in the process. he uses one hand to pull down his underwear, positions himself at your entrance, and pounds into you hard and fast. the sudden contact made you cry out in pain as you bounced on him. his firm grip around your waist was sure to leave hard to explain bruises, but in the moment, all you can think about is the pleasure that you feel. your eyes roll back as you grip monty’s shoulders.

“o- oh my… fuck.” is all that monty can get out. you try to control your moans but with every thrust, all you can do is gasp out. you were never one to be speechless, but words couldn’t describe how you were feeling.

monty backs up and sits against the shelf so that you can ride him. your hips rolled effortlessly while you placed your hands on his chest. you felt your legs getting weaker by the second, knowing that you were nearing the edge. “fu- oh my god mont, i’m close.” you whimper. monty sits up so that he can kiss you, and you start to bounce on him faster. he moans into your mouth again and then pulls away to place wet kisses on your jawline, lacing his hand into your hair. he kisses behind your ear and then begins whispering to you.

“let it out baby girl.” monty says in your ear, causing you to shiver. “look at you, riding my cock. god you look so hot right now. i wish you could see it.” he continues. his words motivate you to bounce even quicker, and he hisses. your nails dig into monty’s back. your walls clench, and you come undone around him. before you have a chance to ride out your high, monty flips you onto your back. he rolls his hips into you and brings his thumb down to rub your clit. pleasure jolts through your body as monty goes to work.

your whimpers echo off the walls of the janitor’s closet while monty grunts. “shit y/n, i’m not going to last.” he breathes out. monty rubs your clit even faster and your eyes roll back. your vision blurs as you cry out his name, and your senses go into overdrive. monty puts his head in the crook of your neck, and after a few more thrusts, he comes, triggering your second orgasm. you both breathe heavily while trying to recover from the event that just took place.

“so,” monty starts, “wanna ditch? i mean we’re already hella late, and i have the house to myself. what do you say?” he questions you with a smirk.

Tantalizing: 08

Originally posted by jikookfantasy

Tantalizing: 01 02 03 04 05 06 07 08
Ship: Jungkook | Reader
Description: Back in high school, you were nothing more than a nerd Jungkook wanted to deflower, to get a good fuck from. When he sees you at the club, though, things have changed drastically, and his dominance starts to teeter on the edge.
Warning: No Smut, Slight Angst
Word Count: 5,281
A/N: This is my last chapter from the series, and though it doesn’t have smut and it might not satisfy all readers, I do hope you enjoyed and continue to stick around after this fic to see the others I have in store. This was my first actual series/fic to write and start here on Tumblr, and I’m glad I had such great support for it!

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Ten Years (Part 8)

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

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

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

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

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

Part: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 -

Originally posted by sebjpeg

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Punk (Chap. 6)

Originally posted by stuckwithbuck


Summary: You’re head over heels for your best friend Bucky and hate the nickname he gave you as it doesn’t exactly scream romance.

Word count: 1842

Warnings: Same as always

A/N: Thank you for all of the feedback!  It honestly makes me so insanely happy and I love hearing your theories, outrages, and feelings! <3



He looked up.  Had he heard you gasp his name?  Of course.  Fucking supersoldier…  Bucky’s eyes found yours across the club.  Time seemed to slow down in that moment.  What the fuck is are you doing here?!

“Y/N?”  

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anonymous asked:

Hi! I love your blog! I was wondering if I can request RFA + V + Saeran and MC as childhood friends? Like reacting to finding out they used to be friends or something like that? Thx!

Cute idea! Here you go!


Zen:

  • As a kid, Zen would run out to the playground when he was feeling down
  • He would stay hidden so he could cry without others seeing him
  • You found him one time and tried to cheer him up
  • He was so happy, and you immediately befriended him
  • You would meet there every day until your early teens
  • At that point, he ran away from home but you didn’t know
  • You weren’t the best looking person at the time, so other kids whispered that Zen ditched you because of your looks
  • Fast forward years later, and you recognize him in the chatroom
  • Well, it had to be him anyway…how many people had red eyes and white hair like that?
  • However…he didn’t recognize you but your name seemed familiar
  • Remembering how he left, you were still a little cold with him
  • It wasn’t until that conversation with Seven about having a childhood friend do you describe him and he figures it out
  • Zen calls you on the phone right away and you two talk it out
  • After the misunderstanding is cleared up, you two start becoming close again
  • Although…you two are becoming very friendly lately
  • Zen keeps commenting on your “glo up” and that’s why he didn’t recognize you at first
  • You keep his narcissism in check, but technically you always found him really attractive
  • He’s kind of scared to officially ask you out
  • Your friendship already went through one rocky time, and he was scared he would lose you again
  • He did finally confess and he was so glad you returned his feelings

Yoosung:

  • You two met in first grade
  • You had the biggest crush on him
  • You used to bring extra crackers and juice boxes so you could talk to him
  • Everything was going great until you caught him giving them to Areum (his first love) later
  • You were heartbroken
  • You didn’t talk to him again….until second grade
  • Areum had transferred at this point and you and Yoosung became practically inseparable
  • He loved going to your house because his parents were super strict and yours seemed fun
  • His bangs were always long so you started giving him your pins to help
  • He really loved them, so you always ended up giving him a new one whenever he came over
  • It’s one of the reasons he wears one later in life too
  • Midway through high school, you two separate ways since he moved to attend a better high school
  • You both kept in touch for awhile, until he got more involved with Rika and dropped contact
  • Years later, you recognize each others’ names in the chatroom
  • That old childhood crush you had on him rekindled
  • Only this time, he returned it
  • You two are sickeningly sweet to each other and it’s almost like no time had past
  • Transitioning from friends to lovers was different, but sweet

Jaehee:

  • You lived next to her as a kid
  • She always seemed really sad and would cry on her porch when her mom wasn’t home
  • You came up to her with your crayons and coloring book and just started drawing
  • You waited until she joined, and she opened up a little about her family and how her dad died
  • You made a point to see her every day and soon you became the best of friends
  • You two even had those friendship bracelets  
  • Some days, you would wait patiently at her stairs for her to come back from school
  • Then one day she never came
  • New people moved into the house next to you and you thought you would never see her again
  • When you saw her name in the chatroom, you were unsure if it was the same person, although you kind of hoped
  • She showed no indication of possibly knowing you–in fact it was the opposite
  • After awhile, you just couldn’t take it
  • You gave an address and asked if she once lived there
  • When she responded with a cautious “why?”, you tell her that you two might have been childhood friends and you still hadn’t forgotten her all these years
  • As a response, she sent a photo of the friendship bracelet you two had all those years ago
  • This is when her walls fall, and once again she’s opening up to you and shared about the years in between
  • This makes you all the more sympathetic to her situation
  • At first when you two meet, it’s a bit awkward
  • You both are somewhat changed and trying to get used to each other again
  • But after some time together, it’s just like the old days…you even manage to get Jaehee a little playful

Jumin:

  • V introduced you to him when you moved into the neighborhood
  • Jumin didn’t really like you at first, because it was usually just him and V
  • But you still tagged along with the two of them
  • Then one week, V went away on vacation leaving Jumin no choice but to play with you alone
  • You two got caught in the rain and were running home when you heard soft meowing
  • You both followed it and found a lost cat at the edge of an ally
  • Jumin scoops it up in his jacket and you two rush back to his house
  • Together you work on cleaning it up and take care of it for the next few days
  • With some help from grown ups, you find the owner together
  • He’s actually kind of sad, because he was enjoying sharing a cat with you–though he never would admit it
  • A few years later, his dad ends another relationship and moves away with Jumin
  • He doesn’t even get to give you his address so you two could write letters
  • You always kept an eye on him from time to time when he appeared in the news
  • When you first entered the chat, he didn’t even recognize you, but you knew him
  • When the topic of Elizabeth comes up, you casually remark, “Aww, Jumin, you’re still into cats, I see. Remember Pinkie?”
  • The memory hits him like a truck
  • He’s glad to find you haven’t changed much
  • Since his world starts flipping upside down again with the whole Glam Choi thing, your re-entrance into his life is a balm
  • Of course, you help him discover some new feelings as well…which he only just realizes he had back when you were kids as well
  • “I think I had a crush on you, MC, when we were kids.”
  • “You what?!”
  • You thought he hated you, so you found the fact funny
  • From that point on, he makes sure there’s never a misunderstanding where that’s concerned;);)

Seven:

  • He wasn’t allowed to go to school really…besides the time he could sneak to church
  • But that didn’t mean he didn’t learn
  • On days his mother “let him out”, he would stop at the library to learn some things
  • You also visited the library often after school
  • It was pretty empty…and he had bright red hair
  • He was pretty hard to miss
  • You, being the curious child you were, sat next to him and asking him a hundred questions
  • “Why’s your hair red? What school do you go to? Where do you live? Are those glasses real?”
  • He goes along with most of your questions until nearly half an hour of interrogation
  • After a while, he gives up on “studying” and asks if you want to go to the park
  • Of course, you enthusiastically agree
  • After that day, he finds he can’t stop thinking about you….not in a romantic way, but because your personality is so bright
  • He continues to visit the library to see you, though he somehow manages to keep his family situation secret for so long
  • You still manage to grow close until he randomly disappears when you both are fifteen with no means to contact him
  • When you enter the chatroom, he looks familiar, but 707 was a lot louder than Saeyoung so you dismiss it
  • However, he recognizes you as soon as he sees the background check
  • He tries to hide it, but you ask subtle questions and put the pieces together
  • He tries to push you away until you call him by his real name
  • At that point, he realizes you’ve seen practically every part of him and finally breaks down his walls

Saeran:

  • You wandered off a lot as a kid
  • At one point, you wandered out to his house
  • He was at the window staring at the sky, since he rarely got to
  • You walk straight up to him and start talking
  • You were too young and innocent to know what was going on, but you knew his mom would pull him away and shoo you off
  • You felt really bad for him so you started leaving notes on his window sill
  • For a little while, he was even leaving notes back, although his handwriting was a bit rough for someone his age
  • But soon it all stopped and the windows were barred off
  • It was because his mom found out and started tying him down, but you didn’t know and were too scared to venture inside
  • You were sad, but you had to give up
  • Years later, when he sent you to the apartment, he didn’t know it was you
  • He didn’t find out until he was having a tantrum at the hospital during his recovery
  • It was something you said that triggered a memory from one of those letters
  • He had a sudden change because he spiraled into guilt for putting you through so much
  • But thankfully, you had pieced things together by that time and helped him through his process
  • He considered you a light in his life

V:

  • You had just moved into the neighborhood and you lived close to his house
  • Your parents and his parents were okay friends, so they introduced you
  • You often went there to play around, and sometimes his friend Jumin would be there
  • He really liked painting with you and always complimented you on your scribbles
  • He started to grow a little crush on you as time went on
  • He tried to mimic things he saw in old films
  • So he would bring you dandelions he found lying around
  • Sometimes he would try holding the door open for you and offering to drive you around in his “car” which was just a cardboard box
  • Those feelings never went away as you grew a little older together
  • But then you moved away when your father changed jobs
  • He was very sad and heartbroken
  • It’s one of the reasons he didn’t really date anyone until Rika came along
  • When Seven told him your name had appeared in the chatroom, he remembered you right away
  • It takes you a little while to remember when he explains the story, since it’s been so many years
  • V logs into the chat a lot more, and you two are talking and sharing a lot–even outside of the chat
  • Old feelings are kind of rekindled on his part, and you’re slowly falling for him at this point too
  • But neither one of you are bold, so for a long time you stay in this awkward friendship phase
  • Jumin, knowing V’s feelings since childhood, gives him a huge nudge and you finally end up together

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pidgeling  asked:

Can Sif bench press her very dangerous girlfriend? It's for science.

“Question.”

Sif looked back over her shoulder.  “Aye?”

“Don’t answer,” Maria said, her attention focused on the road.  She resisted the urge to hit the minivan’s horn.  “It’ll just encourage her.”

“Rude,” Anna said from behind her, as Sif gave Maria a chiding look.

“‘Tis, a bit,” she said, her lips twitching.  “Ask, and you shall have your answer.”

“Can you-”  In the rear view mirror, Maria saw Anna make a lifting motion with both hands.  Sif, confused, shook her head.  “Can you bench press Maria?” Anna asked, and Maria determined to have her fired tomorrow.

“No,” she said, and Sif’s head snapped in her direction.

“You doubt me, beloved?” she asked, a wicked smile curling her lips. 

“She’s Asgardian,” Natasha said from the back seat, where Pepper was slumped over, her head in Natasha’s lap.  “She could bench press this minivan, Anna.”

Anna spread her hands wide.  “Look, I don’t know, I’ve only met one Asgardian, and he’s all kind of special.”

“I can find no fault to your words,” Sif agreed, laughter rolling through the words.  “Rude they may be, but not dishonest.”

“And that’s a perfect way to describe Anna as well,” Maria said.  “Do not pick up the minivan.”

“At least let us get out of the minivan first,” Pepper said.

“She won’t let us get out of the minivan first,” Jane said, with the voice of a woman well resigned to Asgardians.  

“I’m fine with still being in the minivan,” Anna said.  Everyone looked at her, and she shrugged.  “It’s for SCIENCE, people.”

“What’s for science?  Seeing how many people you know can pick you up?” Maria asked.  “Because half the people on this hellish little outting can pick you up.”  In the lane next to them, Misty’s car went barreling past.  Maria was trying very hard not to think about Lewis and Bobbi in the back seat with Jones.  Because that was the stuff that nightmares were made of.

“I demand proof of this,” Anna said.

“Fine, me first, I’m going to pitch you into the nearest ditch,” Maria muttered, and Sif leaned back in her chair, laughing out loud now.

“Such unkindness, beloved.”  She propped one foot on the dashboard, and the lights of the streetlamps outside flashed along the length of her exposed leg.  “Does that mean you prefer I leave you with your fine feet on the ground?”

Out of the corner of her eye, Maria eyed the gorgeous line of her thigh.  Her face felt hot.  “Well.  It is for science.”

“For SCIENCE!” Sif crowed, and behind them, someone took up the chant.

“Science, science, science!” In the far back, Pepper was pumping an arm above her head and Nat was laughing, her head thrown back.  Anna kicked the back of Maria’s seat with both feet.

Jane rolled down her window, sticking her head out to howl, “SCIENCE!”

“As a war cry, it is most refined,” Sif said to Maria.

“Do not bench press me,” Maria told her.

Sif’s lower lip poked out in the smallest, saddest little pout.  “Not even when we are alone?” she asked, her head tipped to the side.  She draped one hand over the curve of her upthrust knee, her long fingers smoothing against the skin of her inner thigh.

Maria did her best to concentrate on the road. “We’ll…  Discuss it.”

Finding Closure (Part 5)

Summary: AU. Reader left behind a hometown full of misery to make a new home in Brooklyn. A death in the family forces her to briefly return to the place that has haunted her dreams and memories for three years. Will she finally be able to move on, or will a figure from the past change everything?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 3,082

Warnings: angst, language, mentions of bad home life, family issues, revisiting childhood home, excessive Bucky adorableness, drinking, dumb decisions on both sides, did I mention angst?

A/N: I just needed to post this. Part five of my entry for @tatortot2701‘s AU challenge. I legit cried writing this; it feels really personal to me. Alcoholic fathers…

Dear Bucky - Is it really over?

Part:  1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6

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*not my gif

pairings: klaus mikaelson x reader; kol mikaelson x reader.

warnings: fingering, oral sex (female receiving), sex, teasing, swearing; NSFW +18.

A/N: writing this challenged me a lot, so the feedback is really really important. i want to know if y’all enjoyed this. :)

word count: 3664


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Stimulation (Finn Balor Imagine)

Finn Balor x Reader
Warning: Smut. Over stimulation. Toys. Orgasm denial/torture.
A/N: Yo how long did it take me to do this? I’m the worst but here the ding dang thing is lmao. Also haven’t written straight up smut in a while soo
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Finn likes to play dirty.

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anonymous asked:

so i listened to be more chill for the first time and don't fully understand it. could u explain the plot??

Here’s script by the way: read here  I’ll go by songs to summarize it. Also this took me an hour to write up. That’s how much I love you guys.

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