are these gifs even working for you guys

I don’t have many walk cycles under my belt yet. They are a bit rough but I aim to improve!  Even so, I still hope some of my fellow Night in the Woods fans find enjoyment in this one!

As a side note I recently added a ko fi button to my tumblr page! I kinda just thought it was cute XD but I do drink a decent amount of coffee. If you guys like my work and wanna help fuel my late nights there she is!

Okay, so I didn’t want to post this yet, but I really really REALLY wanna show you guys what I’ve been working on for months. AND since it’s Aaliyah’s birthday… might as well post it lol. So SURPRISE!!! I’ve been working on an animation of Aaliyah! This was supposed to be for the 20th anniversary of her album ‘One In A Million’ in August, but let me tell you something… animating is hard, and it takes a lot of hard work. Even with my hand cramping right now, it’s all worth it. And that’s what Aaliyah taught me. My passion is art, and even though the work is painful, or it makes me bone-tired, it’s all worth it because just seeing something that I created come to life, it’s the best feeling in the world honestly. So, yeah it’s not fully finished yet, but I am planning to finish it by the end of this month or next month. Just wanted to show you guys what I was working on, and that none of this would be possible if it wasn’t for Babygirl and her music. I’ve been listening to her music for over 20 years, since I was little (and her music video, ‘One In A Million’ was the first video I’ve seen of hers on MTV lol), and she was the only artist I really admired, and her music helped me find what I truly love doing, and I thought an animation would be a perfect tribute for me to pay my respects and thank her for inspiring me and millions of other fans out there. 

Happy Birthday, Miss Aaliyah!! Love you and miss you always!!!! 😘💕

Dating Reggie Mantle Would Include:

Requested by: @stevrgers

-He would sing over dramatically to make you smile

-Working out together,  well more like he works out and you stare shamelessly

-Cuddles. Lots of cuddles

-Being the only person able to cheer him up

-Making him be nicer to Jughead by threatening to not kiss him anymore

-Stealing his clothes 24/7

-Him getting jealous whenever other guys look at you

-You getting jealous when other girls get to close to him

-Both of you knowing you are each others “It” so there was no reason to get jealous

-Walking down the hallways with Reggies arm over your shoulder

-Bear hugs

-Hugs in general

-Him walking you to every single one of your classes even though it makes him late to his classes

-Him always holding your books and bag

-Everyone shocked when you to start going out

-Eventually everyone lowkey starts shipping you guys

-Him walking up to you after football practice all sweat to hug and kiss you

-Spending almost every free time you guys have together

Hey guys!! So like 2 weeks ago I finally hit 10k followers! I finally got around to making this since I finally had some free time. I haven’t been as active as a gif maker in the last year or two so the climb to 10k was slow but I finally got there! I hope to start doing more gifs and stuff soon again.The last follow forever I made was almost two years ago in 2015 so this is long overdue I think.

I can’t even begin to thank you all so much, all of you guys are so amazing and I can’t believe so many people have followed me on this website over the years. I have made some amazing friends and love you guys so much, even if we don’t talk, if we’re mutuals you mean the world to me and all my followers too.

I honestly don’t follow that many people just around 150 blogs and probably 50 or more of those are inactive, so I really should follow some more people… maybe one day. If you have any suggestions just shoot them my way! But I want to appreciate all of the people that I actually will follow forever until the day that I will leave this site. All my mutuals are bolded which is a lot of them oops, but if I forgot anyone please let me know! If I did forget anyone check out my blogroll for everyone else I follow since they are all great! Again thank you guys SO MUCH! I know 10k followers really isn’t a lot compared to some people but it means the world to me ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ Now go and follow all these amazing blogs!!

# - K

@0ci0 | @0ni-chan | @addictive-hunter | @akise | @amuriita | @anime | @blastymccsplode | @braindeadvirtually | @corrinss | @dearcorvo | @desu | @durararas | @etaribi | @evangelikon | @fairytailwitch @fayevalentiine@geassgreen | @gunnm | @gurrenlagann | @gurrenlagging | @hanae-ichihara | @heyinterstella | @hinatahyuga | @hohenheims | @huntersassociation | @hxh | @iyashikei | @jmihelic | @jolynecujo | @kagurad | @kainhurst | @kaitoaiba | @kishou | @kokiri-saria | @kyotouryuu

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@laguzmage | @larimii | @lawlu | @lifefibersync | @lilium | @makas-soul | @mangastream | @momonosuke | @monkeyondalamb | @nakamaa | @oh-niichan | @ohlevi | @omisfly | @oshawhat | @princess-mononoke | @psychopass | @rabiscosetal | @rakshas | @rizanawkeye | @rlxt | @roronoa | @sabaishi-desu | @sairenji | @sapphics | @seieifsetsuna | @seieiryu | @spiralsunshine | @tsubakinakatsukasa | @tsugumi | @wet–milk

Jungkook’s B-Day Message to Suga

Suga Hyung, even though you’re usually like a grandpa, you’re really cool on stage or when you’re working on music.
It’d be nice if you were like that when we’re practicing choreography but anyway
I think you’re a hyung that I can learn a lot of things from
And I don’t know where you got all of your miscellaneous knowledge from but I respect it a lot, I’m jealous
I have to write a lot for this but honestly I don’t have much to say ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
I’m thinking about writing a letter to the ARMY and I think that’s a good idea, I’m kinda dope
I’m making this right now without having even eaten, everyone
It’d be nice if you all liked this ㅜㅜ
How and where should I start?
First off, the WINGS Tour that starts with Suga Hyung’s birthday on March 9th, has begun!
You all know that we’re always thinking about all of you ARMYs even when we’re far apart, right?
So just wait a little more, okay? We’ll visit the fancafe and work hard to stay active on SNS! And we’ll take care of our conditions so that we don’t show you guys any bad sides and come back well!
Ah and we’ll take a lot of selfies ㅎ
And… We’re taking cameras! So please look forward to that because our emotions might be caught on camera.
And I’m going to work out diligently when I get there
Please cheer me on from afar so that I can get muscled up!
And! Also! Did I not start playing the drums?
So I’m going to practice a lot so that I can play the drums well on this tour!
I’d probably learn a lot faster and stuff if there was someone teaching me by my side ㅜㅜ But I’ll still try hard
Wow I thought I wrote a lot but there’s still so much left?
Anyway, I love you, everyone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I’ll come back safely!!! Don’t worry!!! Aren’t I Jeon Jungkook? Aren’t we BTS??!!?!!?! ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
For a moment I forgot that this was a celebratory video for Suga Hyung’s birthday
Ah isn’t there anything more that I can say to Suga Hyung… Suga Hyung probably won’t look at the words coming out right now because it’s troublesome? Right, everyone, you think that? Then should I write a little more comfortably?
Ay, Suga, this hyung-ah wants to convey a few things to you through this video
You’re good at music, have deep thoughts, got a lot of knowledge, think about the team a lot, you’re perfect! But!… Everything is good, but! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaall is good, but!!!!
Good, but…
It’s good… ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
It’s all good, and really, happy birthday and let’s run hard for our BTS and ARMY from now on, as well. It makes me tear up when I see you perform on stage on hyung’s skinny, skinny legs. I respect you
Dilligently do lower body exercises… Take your vitamins…
Wow this really doesn’t fill up, what should I fill this up with
ARMY I love you ARMY I like you ARMY is mine ARMY I heart you
Ah thank you so much for liking “We Don’t Talk Anymore”!!!
I felt really good because you all liked it. It was great
I’ll continue to sing you great songs in the future. This feeling drives me to do more covers
Really, thank you. We don’t have that many lines left! Let’s cheer up!
It seems like it’d be nice to end this with song lyrics. Let’s shout two three everyone
Hoping for more good days, if you believe what I say, then
One, two, three
If you believe me, then one, two, three
Hoping for many more good days, if you believe what I say, then
One, two, three
If you believe me, then one, two, three
Suga hyung and Bangtan and ARMY
I love you!

Coming Home - Spencer Reid x Reader

Summary: Spencer gets released from prison and comes home to the reader and their daughter.

Y/N - Your name

Y/D/N - Your daughter’s name

Word Count: 1,169

Author’s Note: Sorry I’ve been gone for almost two weeks :( I went on vacation with my friend and then came back to so much make up work and ap testing. Hopefully you guys don’t hate me, here’s this! :)

It had been weeks since the three of you were together, hell, it had been two weeks alone since you visited him in there. Spencer looked absolutely horrible when you did, bruises aligned his jaw and he had a black eye that stuck out like a sore thumb.

It was obvious he was going out of his mind in that place when he snapped saying that he was capable of murder, even though you knew it wasn’t true. You worried about him almost every second after that moment and just wanted him to come home, but you couldn’t show your daughter how scared you really were.

She asked almost every night when daddy would be coming home and lately you were running out of excuses, but telling a seven year old what was really going on was just not an option.

Your thoughts ate you alive most nights, but you couldn’t stop blaming yourself until you would eventually fall asleep.

*phone vibrates*

It was four a.m when this was going on and you were usually passed out until at least seven, nothing was waking you up tonight.

After four missed calls, they gave up.

Once the sunshine hit the curtains Y/D/N came running in your room and hopped right next to you in bed. She seemed to always be full of energy in the mornings, which wasn’t a good thing on weekends.

“Mommy! Mommy!” Y/D/N was pushing you a little by now trying to get you up.

“What? I’m awake..” your eyes hadn’t opened because you were determined to get a few more hours of sleep. It was Saturday anyway, you had nowhere to be.

Y/D/N let out a loud sigh that made you open your eyes and laugh.

“Oh we’re pouting now, are we?”

Y/D/N nodded and crawled under the covers next to you. Her hair was long enough to be put into a tiny ponytail but it never seemed to stay tamed, especially after sleeping. Once she had turned four it was apparent she had gotten her daddies hazel eyes, which wasn’t a problem until now, when all you could see was him while looking at her.

“Someone was knocking at the door a few minutes ago but you and daddy told me not to answer to strangers, but I think they gave up.”

You looked at Y/D/N with confusion, it was 7 a.m, who was at the house this early? Oh no. What if something happened to Spencer? You jumped up and searched for your phone that was scattered somewhere in your sheets.

Four missed calls from Emily Prentiss. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

You didn’t even bother putting a sweatshirt over Spencer’s old t-shirt and walked as fast as you could to the front door. If something happened, you had no idea what you were going to do.

The peephole wasn’t even a thought before you yanked the door open to see Spencer standing there.

You were completely frozen seeing him, shock completely took over your body. This wasn’t real. You felt tears rolling down your cheeks but couldn’t move. For all the times you’d dreamed this, you never thought it would come true.

“Y/N.”

His voice felt like home, something that hadn’t been the same since he was gone. Relief washed over you but before you could get a word out Y/D/N came running past you and latched onto Spencer’s legs.

“Daddy! You’re home!” Y/D/N’s smile was as big as could be, as was his.

“I missed you so much goober.” you watched as Spencer kneel down and hug Y/D/N.

“I missed you too, I lost a tooth!” Y/D/N took a step back and smiled showing the hole inside her mouth. Spencer’s mouth dropped playing along as if it was the coolest thing he’s ever seen.

“No way! Wow, did you put your tooth under your pillow for the tooth fairy?”

“Yes, mommy helped me and I got five bucks the next morning!” Y/D/N pointed at you and giggled as Spence looked up at you.

“Well isn’t that awesome! Hey Y/D/N, wanna go get me some water while I talk to mom?”

She nodded and ran into the kitchen.

“I uh, um..” you tried saying something, anything really, but you had no idea what to say.

Spencer stepped towards you nodding, understanding everything that was going on in your mind. He knew you like the back of his hand, surprises were not your thing.

The height difference between you two was perfect for him to kiss the top of your head. You loved this, especially when you would get stressed.

“I’m sorry.. I’m so sorry Spence.” you mumbled as your face was scrunched against his shirt, which smelled of faded cologne.

Spencer looked down at you confused, “You’re sorry? Baby, what do you have to be sorry about?”

“All of this is my fault, I never should’ve let you go across the border, especially alone.”

Before he could react to what you just said Y/D/N came running back in with the glass of water. You backed out of his arms and watched as your daughter and husband talked.

Spencer kept looking over at you to make sure you were okay and flashed a couple smiles until you got up to go to the bathroom, or just sit in there.

After a few minutes a light knock came on the door,”Y/N, could I come in?”

You quietly sighed saying yes and unlocked the door. You sat back down on the side of the tub as he walked in, staring at the floor once he shut the door behind him.

“Can we talk?”

You nodded, “About what?”

“About you feeling guilty, because you shouldn’t.. At all. I was going even if you hadn’t agreed Y/N. None of this was your fault.”

“Okay.” you mumbled so low that he could barely hear you.

“Y/N.. please look at me.”

You shook your head and wiped the tears that had fallen. Spencer bent down and took your hands in his.

“Baby..” his voice cracked, “please?”

You squeezed his hands then looked up for your eyes to meet, Spencer gave a slight smile as you realized how badly you missed his touch. Those puppy dog eyes were all you needed right now.

“What do you need me to do so you’ll feel safe again Y/N?.”

“I just.. I can’t lose you again.”

“You’ll never lose me Y/N.”Spencer leaned in and placed a kiss on your forehead still holding your hands.

You smiled at those words, “Good.”

Spencer leaned back and glimpsed at your shirt and messy hair smiling, “You’re beautiful Y/N but I think that shirt is pretty awesome too.”

You blushed and shoved his shoulder, “You’re too sweet to me Spence, but you know I always steal your shirts.”

“That’s okay, you wear them better than I ever did.”

hey friends it is me!! ur mediocre hoe rie coming at u with a ff <3 (this is my third try i’m already expecting it not work smh)

since i’ve changed my url i’ve had the honor of speaking with so many different people who bless this dash in different ways, whether it be through Bangtan things, current events, cultural topics, or even astrology and aesthetics. I am thankful for everything you guys embody 💗

let’s carry along then yeah

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Baby steps -Tom Holland

A/N: I don’t know how I feel about this. It’s been sitting in my drafts and I devided it in 2 because it got too long. Maybe part 2 if you like it? I feel like it’s trash hdjdb Anyways, enjoy!

You first met him at the gym. You were not working out but actually working there. It was a private gym with only a few assistants let alone woman assistant. Your clients were all about privacy so your manager kept the circle small. It was five in the morning and you were setting up last things in the gym when your eye cought someone coming in.

“Sorry we’re closed for another hour!” you called without looking at the door and kept putting the weights on their places.
“Oh…uh, Jim told us we could stroll in early because we start shooting midday.” A voice unknown to you answered and you stood up from where you were crouching down and put your hands on your hips while turning around to the guy you were about to scold. You hated being told otherwise and you sure didn’t like to be told how this place was running. You blew a streak of hair out of your face when you recognized him and you lifted your brows.

“Ah..you guys. Right. Forgot about that. Jim was rambling about something yesterday. Alright come in.” you said and waved them in. While they walked in you turned back to your work and told yourself not to freak out. You were in the same building as Tom Holland. Yes. But what difference does it make? Celebs and rich people were coming here all the time. No big deal. Play it cool.
You took a deep breath and bent down again to keep working while you were mumbling to yourself.

“Sorry?” you heared someone say half an hour later and looked up immediatly just to see Tom Holland staring at you, seeming confused.
“What?” you said and facepalmed yourself in your mind immediatly.
“Did you say something?” he said and smiled politely while grabbing onto the handles.
“No, no. Was just…talking to myself.” you said and walked away immediatly hiding your red cheeks.

You tried to avoid him and his friend as much as possible after that conversation. So you stayed behind the counter preparing the drinks your gym was offering their clients. You put one bottle after the other on top of the counter and hummed along with the music which was playing out of the boxes all over the gym.
“Talking to yourself again?” you heared someone say and your head shot up to see Tom smiling at you while he took one drink off the counter. He sat down on one of the chairs and opened the lid of the bottle to take a generous swig.
“Singing along, more likely.” you answered and pointed at the speaker at the top corner on the ceiling. You left your finger in the air while wiggling along to the music and preparing the rest of the drinks.

“I’m Tom, by the way.” he introduced himself and you couldn’t surpress a chuckle.
“I know.” you smiled and slid to the left to take a lid for the bottle.
“You know?” he chuckled and you nodded.
“Who doesn’t?” you teased him and kept your head down focusing on your work and keeping your hands busy.
“Well, I can’t exactly say: ‘Hi, you know who I am. What’s your name?’ while approaching people, can I?” he laughed and took another swig of his drink. It made you laugh too and you shook your head.
“No of course not. I’m Y/N. Nice to meet you. Love your work.” you blurted out before you could stop yourself and wanted to vanish into thin air.

“Thanks. Appreciate that. Not so bad yourself.” he said and made you look up with a questioning gaze. He was holding up the bottle and shaking it lightly which made you roll your eyes and smile a little.
“When you make hundreds every day you get the hang of it.” you said shrugging your shoulders and put another five on the counter.
He opened his mouth to say something but got interrupted by his friend.
“Tom! Are you coming, mate?”

“Yeah! There in a sec.” he called back and stood up from his chair and walked towards you.
“Tight schedule. Talk later?” he said apologetically and you raised a brow in surprise but gathered yourself together immediatly.
“Sure. I’m here from 6am to whenever Jim doesn’t need me anymore. Always at your service.” you said and saluted jokingly while cleaning the counter. He left with a chuckle and you finally could take a deep breath.

You guys didn’t talk later. You didn’t even see him leave which upset you a little because you got your hopes up, which was obviously very dumb of you. Even though the voice in the corner of your head kept telling you to not expect anything. Now it was laughing at you.
You were finishing to clean up to exchange shifts with the next assistant when Jim called you.
“Y/N!”

“I’m coming.” you said while jogging to the reception.
“You got a call.” he murmured and you smiled apologetically.
“Mom I told you not to call at work. Jim gets annoyed. You can call my phone, I showed you how.” you hissed into the phone turning your back on Jim.

“I would, but I couldn’t get your number.” someone else said and your jaw dropped.
“Tom?”

“You know who I am.” he laughed and gave you time to gather yourself.
“What’s up?”,you said finally, playing with the cord of the phone. Yes it was an old phone with a cord attached to it and all.
“I felt bad for leaving without a goodbye. I really looked forward to chatting with you but I had to leave early because of the shoot.” he apologized and you furrowed your brows.
“No big deal. I’m always here.” you said and shrugged your shoulders not really thinking about that he wasn’t able to see you.

“Well, I got a ten minute break right now. But you could give me your number so I could call you sometime. I mean, if you want. If that’s okay, you know.” he stuttered and you chuckled at his attempt to get your number.
“As I said…” you said after thinking about it and coming to a conclusion,“You can always find me here. I’m always at your service.” you added and gave Jim a thumbs up who was watching you from afar.
“Oh,” he said and went silent for a second,“Yeah, sure. Of course. I gotta go Y/N. I’ll see you around.”

“Goodbye Tom.” you said before he hung up and you sighed while putting the phone back to its place. He was a celebrity after all and you did not belong in his world in any shape or form. You didn’t want to get your hopes up again. You went through your hair with your hands and walked to the changing room. Time to get home and sleep this out.

***

Tom came in three times a week. He didn’t say anything about you refusing to give him your number. He didn’t ask why, he simply respected your desicion. You’d be always there when he came in with his friends. You’d chat for a bit about things you saw or what happened in your lifes before splitting up. He was by your side every break he did and while time passed you became really good friends. You weren’t feeling awkward and jumpy around him anymore and could be yourself while he enjoyed your company. He loved that you were not constantly talking about his career as an actor or how it was to be spiderman. He enjoyed the casual questions you asked about his life. You both enjoyed the simplicity of your friendship.

It had been more than two months when he finally gathered his courage together to ask you out. Both of you walked out to the parking lot and were laughing about something when he asked you.
“Hey Y/N?”

“Hm?” you answered still chuckling and were looking for your keys.
“I wanted to ask you if you’d like to grab a coffee with me some time?” he asked out of the blue and you looked up.

“Really?” you asked and he nodded shoving his hands into his pockets.
“I really would want to see you out of this building.” he shrugged and pointed with his head towards the gym.
“Sure.” you said also shrugging your shoulders as if it was nothing. Your heart was beating in your ears, but he didn’t need to know that.

***

You left your apartment two days later to meet up with him. You didn’t dress up or anything. He only had seen you in your working clothes and a ponytail, so you put on simple light blue jeans and a white blouse. You let your hair fall onto your shoulders to look at least a little bit different.
When you walked in to the café he told you about a bell rang above the door. You looked around and your eyes searched for the brown locks and brown eyes in the café but he was nowhere to be found. You shrugged your shoulders a little and decided to give your order while you were waiting.
You took your coffee and walked through the café looking for a nice place to sit when suddenly someone grabbed your wrist.

“Hey!” you hissed and pulled your arm back and looked who it was.
“Hi.” Tom smiled under his blue cap and glasses.
“Jesus. Is that really necessary?” you chuckled and sat down in front of him while putting your  cup on the table.
“The cap: yes. The sunglasses: no.” he answered and took his sunglasses off and revealed his beautiful dark brown eyes and smiled at you. As soon as he put his sunglasses down you looked around to see if someone was going to come screaming at him but it stayed silent.
“Fans are usually more subtle than that.” he chuckled as if he could read your mind and you blushed immediatly.

You talked about various things for hours. He made you laugh which you appreciated. Life was sometimes really cruel and it was a blessing to have someone who made your day a little brighter everyday.
“You know I was really nervous when I first met you?” you said finally and leaned back in your chair and crossed your arms in front of your chest slightly grinning.
“I played it ‘cool’.” you mocked yourself and put quotation marks into the air.

“I thought you didn’t like me.“he laughed and mimicked your body language.
“Actually I was a little intimidated by you.” he confessed and you gasped.
“Why?!” you said leaving your mouth slightly ajar while hiding a smile.
“You yelled at me. First step into the gym and I hear some angry woman yelling that I am not allowed in.” he explained himself and held his hands up in defense.
“It was 5am in the morning. I may have been a little grumpy.” you gave in and closed your mouth into a smirk. You put your arms down on to the table and leaned in.

“You wanna know a secret?” you whispered and made him lean in too.
“Sure.” he played along and you surpressed a grin.
“I told you that I love all your work when we first met, but I actually didn’t even know your name before Spiderman came out.” you said and bit your lip to prevent yourself from laughing because he made such a funny face.
He rolled his eyes and groaned while leaning back into his chair again.
“I thought you were going to tell me something fun. You’re lame.” he said and threw his scrunched up napkin at you which landed in your lap. You picked it up laughing and put it on the table. Suddenly he let his hand glide in to yours fingers crossing. You looked up with a raised brow and saw his stupid smiling face which made you blush.
“You make me really happy, Y/N.” he said out of the blue and you intended to pull your hand back but he tightened his grip as if he read your mind. Again.

“Tom..”

“And I wish you would believe me.” he added and let go of your hand. He raised the same hand to call for a waiter and asked for the check.
“I already paid for mine?” you said apologetically and he raised his brows.
“Well, I guess your paying mine too then?” he joked to lighten the atmosphere he just had created and you chuckled nervously.
You did pay the check even though he assured you he was joking. It was no big deal.

“You still can pay for another round.” you said quickly while shouldering yourself into the jacket and his head shot up.
“I’ll text you if you give me your number.” you said casually and bit on your lip nervously.
“Yeah, sure, totally.” he chattered and took out his phone to give you his number. You were about to say something after he gave you the piece of napkin he wrote his number on when his phone rang.
“Sorry…I gotta take this. Hello?” he apologized and picked up.
“No, I’m out. Okay. Yeah, I’ll be there in ten.”

You fumbled with the zipper of your jacket when he hung up and jumped out of his chair.
“I really have to rush out. Something with my manager and the movie. You’ll give me a call?” he asked and took his jacket.
“Sure.” you said totally baffled and suddenly he leaned in, laid his hand on your arm and gave you a gentle kiss on your cheek.
“I’m really sorry.” he said before pulling away and walking out of the café.
You’re hand wandered to your cheek and you stood there for several minutes with your mouth slightly open.
Did he really just-…?

You took your phone out of your bag and typed in his number.
“I’ll see you saturday evening on the rooftop of the building in front of the gym. I’m gonna show you the most amazing sunset you’ll ever see. Bring coffee. X”, you wrote and sent it before you could delete the x at the and of the message.

***

You were really excited about saturday. You weren’t working on saturday so wasn’t he but you couldn’t just sit around at home so you went to the gym anyways. Since you texted him, the messages kept going back and forth. The voice inside your head was sitting in a corner with crossed legs and was judging you while shaking it’s head.
You started your workout routine and finished it around 3pm. You still had two hours so you could rush home to take a shower and get ready. You also had prepared a basket with sandwiches and soda, plus a blanket to lie on.

You put your headphones on and shouldered your duffle bag and closed the lights of the gym. You were humming to yourself when you pushed the door open and suddenly you were standing in a rain of flashs and question.

Are you dating Tom Holland?

Is he your client?

Are you with your client?

Since when are you two together?

Could you look over here?

Is he in there too?

Can we get-…

As your numbness faded a little you stepped back and shut the door immediatly. You leaned against the door and slid down on to the floor. What did just happen? How did they know? How did they-…
You jumped up and rushed to the computer at the reception and typed his name in. Millions of photos popped up but you could only see the ones trending.
It was him holding your hand. It was him giving you a kiss on your cheek. It was you laughing at something he said. It was both of you looking at each other. You clicked on several posts and you were shocked about the comments.

What a fake bitch!

Who is she even?

Tom deserves better, he can do better!

She can go kill herself.

She is not even pretty.

You shut the laptop down and a sob escaped your throat and you pressed your hand against your mouth while teares built in your eyes. You stepped slowly back until your back hit the wall and you started crying.
You were trying to avoid this. All along.

So this fic is going to be loosely based around the Rapunzel fairy tale. I once read a Loki/Reader fanfiction based on Beauty and the Beast and it still is - even today - one of my favourite fanfictions. I’m doing a similar thing and basing my work on a fairytale, whilst incorporating a similar relationship dynamic as seen in Beauty and the Beast. Overall it’s a big fairytale mashup with everyone’s favourite little shit as the damsel in distress. I really hope you guys enjoy it! Please leave feedback. I appreciate any and all comments. Enjoy, my darlings!

‘The Tower’ (Part 1)

Once upon a time, in a long-forgotten part of a long-forgotten forest, a swaying stretch of grass – once untarnished and lush – had been corrupted by a great, gleaming monument. Where once the soil was warmed by the sun, ice as cold as the night lay in the cracks of the wounded earth, stretching up to the sky and culminating in a pointed tip.

At the centre of this secluded glade sat a tall and ominous tower…

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Hey guys!

Soo. I’m in need of money (even though I work a full-time job -o-), if you’d like to buy some of my stuff or commission me..

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So hi my sweeties it’s me Dian~ ( i used to be lilchubchim btw) I have reached 8k followers and i can’t believe it!! Why do you guys even follow me i’m such a weirdo >_>! Anyways i just really want to thank you all for following me and showing suport and love for my work and this blog. In this follow forever i want to thank some of my lovely mutuals but also some of my fave blogs on here  💗

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I meant to make this post when my blog turned 1 but I just made a little post saying thank you to some mutuals so I wanted to do one for every blog I follow and that makes this site from hell actually fun, it took me 2 months but it’s finally here. I’m really lazy and this was a lot of work but I did it!! I’m really thankful that I met such wonderful people and that you guys actually put up with this mess of a blog and me lol. If your url is bolded it means we’re mutuals and i love you very much!! We might not talk much or at all but I want you to know that I appreciate all of you, I’m just bad at talking to people and keeping conversation sometimes. Even if we’re not mutuals I want to thank you for having great blogs and always bringing nice and positive things to my dash. This is kind of a follow forever for my sideblog too I guess ( @jeoninluv ) This is the second part because tumblr didn’t let me do it all in one

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(The Chris Evans Mini Series - One Shots)

Imagine having late nights with Chris and your son.

A/N: Feeling a lot of Daddy!Chris vibes, so I decided to write this little one shot. Inspired by my own nights, as well as a conversation with @chrisevans-imagines and a cute little prompt from @catch-me-im-a-falling-star ❤️

You’d sent Chris and Jack in the living room after their attempt to help clean up after dinner ended with another soap foam fight. Between your three boys- Chris, Dodger, and Jack- Dodger was probably the most helpful and he was a dog. You didn’t understand it, they were perfectly helpful when it was just one of them- have them together and it’d always end with a soap foam fight; you were just grateful dinner was always before bathtub. It was like you had two kids, though you were only meant to have one and a mature husband.

The words ‘mature’ and ‘Chris’- they didn’t mesh when it came to your son, he spent too much time playing and joking around with Jack. It was because of that that Jack listened to you more when disciplinary actions had to be made. It wasn’t that he didn’t respect Chris- his dad could be authoritative if he really needed to be- he was just so used to his playful, jokey dad. To Jack, everything Chris did seemed like another joke or prank. So even when Chris was lecturing him at dinner for playing fetch with Dodger using a meatball from his spaghetti, Jack just giggled until you stepped in.

“Bath time,” you called as you walked towards the living room. “Oh my God,” you laughed when you found Chris dragging your eighteen month old around on a towel, singing 'A Whole New World’. Dodger stopped jumping around Jack and padded over to you, nudging his head into your leg so you’d scratch his head. “What are the two of you doing?” You leaned against the arch frame, crossing your arms over your chest.

“Daddy’s showing me a whole new world!” Jack giggled whereas Chris released the grips he had on the corners of the towel and turned to you. You shook your head at him, suppressing your urge to laugh. “Again, Daddy!” Jack bounced excitedly on the floor, clapping. “Again, again!”

“No,” you shook your head, pushing your weight off the frame and onto your feet. “It’s bath time,” you clapped your hands together, “let’s go.” Jack pouted, giving Chris his best puppy dog eyes because he knew it wouldn’t work on you. “Jack, let’s go. Up and at it, come on.”

“I can’t, I’m dying.” He flopped himself on the ground, closing his eyes as he played dead. Dodger walked over and sniffed Jack, making him giggle softly as he continued to play dead. You and Chris chuckled because it was almost the same every night; he wanted all play and no bath time or bed time. Once again, you blamed Chris; he knew from the way you were looking at him.

“Okay, Jack Jack.” Chris picked him up; Jack giggled and squirmed in his dad’s arms. “We gotta go have a bath. Everyone has baths- Dodger has baths. It’s a vital part of our day, even Captain America has baths.” Jack grinned at the sound of his favorite superhero and stopped squirming, wrapping his arms around his dad’s neck. “And we can continue our soap foam fight without Mama getting in the way,” you heard Chris whisper into Jack’s ear as he winked at you. “I’m going to win this time,” he told Jack, walking towards the stairs; Dodger followed them, tail wagging excitedly. “I won’t be holding back.”

“Me neither,” Jack grinned.

“Do me a favor and keep the water in the tub?” You asked and your boys looked back at you.

“We’ll try, Mama.” Both responded after sharing a cheeky smile and you chuckled, watching as they disappeared into the bathroom. You could hear laughter even at the bottom of the steps; you smiled then headed for your home office to get some work done.

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Jack laid between you and Chris as the two of you read him to sleep. All three of you had showered, and were nice and comfy tucked under his Winnie the Pooh covers. Dodger, on the other hand, laid on the floor with his head on Jack’s beanbag. After Jack’s bath- where Chris psyched him up with another soap foam fight- he was now too excitable to go to sleep. Even after you and Chris read him two stories, and made up one where he took over Captain America’s shield and fought bad guys with Uncle Seba’s Bucky Barnes and Uncle Anthony’s Sam Wilson- he still wouldn’t let the two of you go to bed. You were tired after a pretty long day of interviews and meetings and- being a parent. You wanted to sleep, you needed to sleep. Chris could tell, your eyelids were getting incredibly heavy unlike your son’s.

“Okay, bud.” Chris sat up straight, leaning against Jack’s headboard. “I know you’re not tired, but you’re going to have to try to sleep anyway. So close your eyes,” he instructed your son, who did the opposite widening his eyes with a cheeky smile. “Close,” he chuckled, covering Jack’s face with his hand and gently forcing his eyelids close with his fingers. “Okay, good.” He smiled when he pulled his hand away to reveal that Jack was doing as he instructed. “Now we’re going to take some slow, deep breaths.”

“Oh God,” you whispered to yourself as you yawned, covering your mouth with your hand. Chris’ slow and soothing voice was putting you right to sleep. You remembered saying his voice was the reason they wanted him to go on Ceebies to read bedtime stories. You also remembered teasing him, saying his audience would consist of more girls and ladies than kids.

“Hey,” Chris reached over Jack and tucked a loose strand of your hair behind your ear. “Go to bed, I’ll finish up here.” He mouthed so Jack wouldn’t hear and start fussing about you leaving, which he has done before and would do again. “I can handle it,” he assured you when you shook your head.

“Can I watch SpongeBob?” Jack quizzed, reopening his eyes to glance between you and Chris. You and Chris shared a confused look, which dispersed when Jack explained, “Mama says SpongeBob helps her sleep.” You bit back your smile when Chris shot you a look, one that said 'I told you not to share that piece of information’. “Maybe SpongeBob will help me sleep too.” He looked up at you, grinning. “Whooooooooo,” he began to sing, only to have you cover his mouth with your hand. “Lives in a pineapple under the sea? SpongeBob SquarePants!” He sang against your hand, making the two of you laugh.

Both of you looked at the clock, it was only 7:21PM and his bedtime was technically 8:30PM. You just usually tucked him in earlier so he could wind down and sleep by eight-thirty, not get his excitable butt into bed at eight-thirty. You looked at Chris with raised brows, silently asking him for his opinion. He shrugged, knowing that you were the real decision maker when it came to things like that. That, and you were the one who’d had a long day. If anyone needed him asleep as soon as possible, it was you.

“If we let you watch one,” you emphasized, “episode of SpongeBob. Will you promise you’ll try and go to sleep, even if you’re not tired?” You asked Jack, who nodded vigorously. “Okay then,” you got off his bed and held out your arms. “One episode, do you understand me?” He nodded and climbed out of his covers, letting you scoop him up and carry him to your bedroom with Chris and Dodger following behind the both of you.

“I can’t say I understand your fascination with SpongeBob SquarePants,” Chris chuckled as he turned on the television and the streaming device you had connected to it. You sat Jack down on the bed where Dodger hopped up, settling in front of Jack who hugged him tightly. “It’s no Disney, I’ll say that much.” You rolled your eyes as you walked over, snatching the remote from Chris so you could pick a good episode.

“You are such a hypocrite,” you nudged him with your elbow. “You laugh louder than me when we watch it, Mr. I’m-too-good-for-SpongeBob.” He laughed and hugged you from behind, nuzzling his face into your neck. “Stop,” you laughed and squirmed, trying to navigate cursor on the screen with your remote. “Do you want to go to bed, or not?”

“There are a million things I’d rather do at seven twenty-five than go to bed,” he whispered flirtatiously into your ear and you rolled your eyes, biting back your smile. “Not that we can do anything with two bugs in our bed,” he bit playfully as he pulled away from you to join Jack and Dodger. “You two are a menace,” he tickled both Jack and Dodger; one giggled hysterically, while the other barked and playfully nipped at Chris’ hand.

You pulled up 'The Camping Episode’ and walked over to join your three favorites in your big king sized bed. “Once this episode is done,” you turned to Jack with the remote pointed at the TV and your finger hovering over the play button. “We’re taking you back to your room and you are going to bed. Do we have an agreement, Jack?” He pressed his lips together as he pondered. “Jack,” you pressed, raising your brows.

“Okay, Mama.”

You pressed play and the four of you enjoyed some SpongeBob before bed. You tried very hard to keep your eyes open, but you fell asleep before SpongeBob could sing his Campfire Song Song. Jack didn’t, and he sang the song with great enthusiasm and finesse which made Chris laugh. They may have been loud, but your sleep was not disturbed. Hence why after that episode, your three boys watched another three more before Jack got tired and Chris tucked him into bed and kissed Dodger’s head before returning to you. He turned off all the lights except for the lamp on his bedside table, then climbed into bed and shuffled closer to you. His arm rested lazily over your waist and he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, breathing you in.

“You’re such a pushover,” Chris heard you mumble and he chuckled. “Honestly, Chris.” You smiled because you loved that Chris was, it showed how much he loved you and your son. He smiled too because he could hear that you were only teasing; his smile widened when your hand gripped at his forearm, pressing his arm tighter against you. “There comes a time and place where you have to learn to be more assertive.”

“Like now?” He smirked, whispering suggestively as he pressed a tender kiss on your neck. You chuckled softly, not even bothering to open your eyes because Chris knew better. “When I need my own kind of help to sleep?”

“Start with your son, then move up to the wife.”

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Prompt: Hi! I was wondering if you could write an imagine about reader and Seb being a couple and working together on Avengers Infinity War and you’re doing some action scene and someone hits you hard and you start crying and he he gets all angry and protective Thank you!

Warnings: angry!Seb, reader get’s beat the f up (kind of)

Author’s Note: I need a prompt so I can use a bunch of new Seb gifs pls!!

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Imagine announcing your engagement with Chris.

A/N: This is a request from an anon, about being RDJ’s daughter and dating Chris. I kind of started the way you wanted me to but ended a little differently, still the gist of your prompt. Enjoy. :D

“There are a lot of people here tonight,” Chris chuckled softly as the two of you posed for photos on the red carpet of the Civil War premiere. “That means more eyes on me when I do something embarrassing.” You rolled your eyes at his paranoia. “Oh, I will. We both know from experience that I have the tendency to do embarrassing things around you. Remember the first time we met?”

“How could I forget?” You laughed softly.

You were visiting your dad, Robert Downey Jr. on the set of the first Avengers movie when you first met Chris; you ran into him on the way to your father’s trailer. You knew who he was but he had no idea who you were because he had only just began working with RDJ and was yet to find out that he had a twenty-four year old daughter from a previous marriage.

You had tried to introduce yourself but he was in too much of a panic to realize that you weren’t wardrobe because he had ripped the pants of his Captain America suit and was due for a scene in fifteen minutes. You felt bad for him so you decided to pretend to be wardrobe and help him; you didn’t learn to sew for nothing, plus- you were used to helping your dad with his.

Chris was pretty much smitten with you five minutes into the conversation. Not only were you ridiculously pretty- which he noticed even in his panic; you were down-to-earth, funny, intelligent, and kind. You also shared his tremendous love for all things Disney, a huge plus in his book. It got to a point where he felt the need to ask for your phone number so he could continue to take you out on a date. You gave him your number knowing your father wouldn’t approve of you dating one of his co-stars but it was always easier to ask for forgiveness than permission.

Speaking of your father, you could still remember the look of horror on his face when he saw you with a pants-less Chris Evans. He was close with Chris now and was incredibly happy that you were dating that great man but that wasn’t how their relationship started. “What the fuck are you doing with my baby girl?!” was the reaction your father had. You remembered jumping between the two before your father attacked him with his Wing-Chun, which he still promises to do till this day if Chris ever hurt you.

“Downey was beyond pissed,” Chris chuckled. “He didn’t talk to me for days after that. I still remember that one day where he literally had the whole cast over for lunch in his trailer city and didn’t invite me. It was months before he finally accepted us together, I think Susan said something to him.”

“I think she did too, ‘cause it would’ve been years if Mom didn’t say something to him. You know how stubborn he can be, he is basically Tony Stark.” The two of you chuckled because it was true. “But look at where we are now, he loves you so much more than he loves me.” You joked and he laughed. “You laugh but you know it’s true.”

“Please,” Chris chuckled. “You are the apple of his eye. As much as he loves me- he’d never love me more than he loves you. You do remember how he iced me out after our first fight, right? He got the whole cast to turn against me, even the stand-ins.” You chuckled softly. “Love me more than you love me, maybe,” he teased with a cheeky wink.

“Definitely,” you bit playfully.

“Hey guys!” The reporter from Extra greeted the two of you as you made your way to the interview line. “I’m with Chris Evans and Robert Downey Jr.’s daughter, Y/N. The two of you are still looking as adorable together as ever, how are you tonight?”

“We’re great,” Chris smiled.

“Fantastic, thank you.” You smiled.

“First of all, I have to congratulate you, Chris, on the movie.” Beside you, Chris dropped his head with a widening grin. You gently rubbed his arm, smiling proudly. “You did a wonderful job. The whole world is already raving about the film and half of them haven’t even seen it yet. How are you feeling about it?”

“I am incredibly proud of the work we’ve done. It’s not just me, it’s my cast mates and the Russo brothers but I think a huge part of our success has to do with the guys behind the scenes. Marvel did an incredible job with the story, you know- it was a huge job. There are a lot of big characters with big arcs and they managed to integrate it in a way where it makes sense. I’m incredibly honored to be apart of such a wonderful film and I can’t wait to see what’s next for us.”

“Speaking of what’s next,” the interviewer turned her attention onto you and you raised your eyebrows, unsure of what she was smiling about. “The two of you have been dating for a while now, five years?” You and Chris nodded. “Do we see wedding bells sometime soon?”

You subconsciously brushed your thumb over the empty space on your ring finger where your engagement ring should’ve been but wasn’t because Chris wasn’t ready to go public with it yet. All your friends and family already knew, he just didn’t want the world to know. At least until the press tour was over ‘cause he couldn’t imagine the kind of questions he was going to get if people knew he had recently proposed to Iron Man’s daughter.

“Well,” Chris chuckled nervously. “Uh- You know, we’re happy together and we definitely see a future together but um- there’s still some things we need to talk about.” He looked over at you and you chuckled, pressing your lips together to tell him you weren’t going to help him. “But yeah, it’s on the to-do list.”

“What are we talking about?” You heard your father’s voice and you smiled as he crashed the interview, wrapping his arms around you and Chris. “Hi baby,” he greeted Chris the way he should’ve greeted you, giving him one of his signature cheek kisses. “Hi Y/N,” he greeted you the way he should’ve greeted Chris, giving you nothing but a light pat on the arm.

It was an ongoing joke.

“Hi Dad,” Chris chuckled.

“Hi Downey,” you chuckled.

“We’re just talking about the two of them and when they’re going to get married,” the interviewer informed your dad, whose smile had ten-fold. “What are your thoughts on that? As the father of Y/N, would you want to see her settle down and start a family of her own?”

“Of course I would,” your dad nodded. “I would love to see that happen. She’s my eldest, you know- she’s been in this committed relationship for five years now. I expected a wedding like- two years ago but someone,” he shot Chris a fake dirty look and you chuckled softly. “Can’t seem to catch a hint. Come on, time is running out here. Y/N is young but Chris is nearing forty soon, if he wants to have kids…” He trailed off, trying not to laugh at Chris’ pursed lips.

“Go do your own interview,” Chris covered your dad’s mouth and tried to push him away.

“And miss out on all this fun?” Your dad chuckled. “No way. C'mon Chris, when are you going to propose to my baby girl? When I am going to have the honor of walking her down the aisle and giving her away to you? 'Cause I’m ready whenever you are.” Your dad glanced at you and the two of you tried not to laugh.

“Even Iron Man is begging you to tie the knot, what do you think?” The interviewer asked Chris and he chuckled softly, shaking his head. “Y/N, you’re ready to settle down with Chris right? He’s the perfect specimen, so handsome and incredibly sweet. Would you say yes?”

Both you and your dad looked over at Chris with eyes asking a similar question, for the permission to break the news to the world. He thought about it for awhile then heaved a sigh and nodded. Your dad gave your arm and encouraging squeeze as you opened your clutch and fished out your engagement ring. The interviewer looked down as you slipped it on, her eyes widened with shock.

“I already have.” You held up your hand to the camera, smiling.

“We’re engaged,” Chris announced and kissed the side of your head.

“Oh my God,” your dad pretended to be as shock as he was the first time you announced it. “Congratulations, you two! I am so happy for you guys!” He hugged the both of you tightly, drawing laughter from both you and Chris.

“I love you,” you mouthed at Chris.

“I love you too,” he mouthed back, smiling.

Rose Colored Paramore: An Art Project

To celebrate Paramore’s upcoming album, After Laughter, we (@robotical-paramore​ & @paramores​) have decided to do a mini-project dedicated towards advertising, supporting, and sharing the excitement related to the new era of Paramore. Not only do we want to make a community, but we want to make sure Hayley, Taylor, and Zac know that we’ll always be there for them, even if it’s the last album cycle.

All you need to do is submit a piece of work (whether that be words, quotes from the new song, edits, gifs, artwork, mashups, or something else) and a little description about your creations. You can either put it in our submit box or post it on your own blog and put #rosecoloredpmore in the first five tags.

Thank you so much for the support; we can’t wait to see what you guys end up making!

i just wanna put emphasis on how ICONIC the guys’ reactions are to even actually showing up at isak’s door like,,, right before this even had stopped texting isak and didnt call so the guys were like “hey it happens sometimes it doesnt work out” and next thing they know he is at his door and they are just shOOK BC WHAT THE FUCK?? HE SHOWED UP?? YES ISAK FUCK YES!!! and how they were so willing to go out into the freezing cold fucking barefoot just for isak,, and omf when they were like yES LETS MEET EVEN and isak was like wtf are u crazy no and they were like ok.. well we can casually and ‘accidentally’ just bump into him outside! and isak was like nO YOU ARE NOT GOING TO BUMP INTO HIM GET THE FUCK OUT,, i just :’) love them :’)

Admit it- you’re in love with me!

This is the first fanfiction I write for Tumblr. Gif does not belong to me.

Pairing:Jason Todd x Reader Warnings:slight mention of sex and small insecurities. Not nsfw . A bit angst.

After many years of fighting alongside to Batman and his sidekicks you, of course, had to fall for Jason Todd. With his aggressive and angry manners, his attitude, the fire of goodness that burnt deep in his heart and his good looks. That jet black hair with the white strand hovering above his forehead all the time, whether he was angry, happy, sad or sweaty it complemented him perfectly. Even the color accent of his eyes spoke to you; that color between blue and gray and a glass of whiskey hit by the sunshine lights would warm up your heart everytime you looked at him.
Naturally, you hadn’t (and wouldn’t) confess your love to him. You were convinced he was going to reject you because you knew one too many things about him like: the last person he’d been with was Talia Al Ghoul who was way older than him, while you were two- almost three-year years younger than him.
You also knew his body standards in girls, or at least you assumed, because every girls he’d been with had the same common feature. It wasn’t hair like Dick’s was, it was boobs. He was such a boob man that it made you really really angry…. that you had to live a life with a pair of B-cups and push up bras.
Of course, you were against plastic surgery since forever -watching the Kardashians really made you angry sometimes- but you had tried ways to make your boobs grow bigger. Nevertheless, when Dick’s girlfriend, Tay, noticed she gave you a lecture along with Dick and Bruce and you had to admit your feelings for Jason aloud for the first time. Tay assured you that no man should have a certain standard on women, looking directly at Dick, and that if Jason did not appreciate what you had to give to him the he was, well, an asshole. Dick also added that Jason wasn’t such a shallow man, nor that immature and that you should not change your looks or personality for anybody. He reminded you that even if he had a thing for redheads, his girlfriend was a brunette and she was prettier than any redhead he had ever met. He told you every man expected a different woman to sweep him off his feet.
And it somehow made you happy.

And that led you here, now, in the batcave that was very silent at this point of day, training with Tay, talking once again about Jason.
“(Y/N) come on! What do you have to lose?” She asked and threw a world shattering kick to her punching dummy. “ I was afraid too, you know, that Dick would reject me because my hair wasn’t all curly and orange, but I had reached a point that telling him was my only option. I had to get it off my chest!”
You chuckled, punching your dummy. “Have you talked to Jason?” You questioned.
“Yes, honey. He says, you haven’t talked to him in like forever.”
You growled at her words; of course you had been avoiding Jason as lately he was talking about a certain girl. “ How come this family’s consistency is of supermodels?”
Tay laughed at your outburst and you growled again, remembering she was a supermodel too. Suddenly she hugged her dummy to calm it, sweat dripping from her forehead, and she breathed steady in and out before she spoke.
“ Look, Dick and I are going on a date. Nothing fancy, Jason keeps complaining you’re avoiding him and you haven’t left the manor except for going to college. I think coming with us would be good for both of you!” She said and there a towel to your side.
Luckily you caught it mid air; you’d never wipe your face with a towel that had fell on the Batcaves’s floor.
You nodded to her and she rushed upstairs, followed by you.
~*~
Once it was 8 o'clock Dick came knocking on your door. You silently prayed that Jason wouldn’t have agreed to come, the thought of you having to be with him for the whole night was intolerant.
You opened the door and faced a stunned Dick. After a small chuckle he said “ I see that Tay has perfected her way in straightening everyone’s hair!” You laughed, a little more than you thought you should have but Dick laughed too and it was nice. Laughing with someone that has served as your brother for so many years. He was the one who had convince Bruce to keep you in the manor after that freak accident that killed your sister, the only family you ever met.
At the door now, and you met with Jason and Tay would must have been talking about Dick because she had blushed and telling him to stop.
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The four of you ended up eating burgers at a place called ‘fat belly’ that Dick and Tay insisted was great. And over all you didn’t disagree. If the lighting in that place was more decent, in a way it didn’t make you want to have sex with a country song on a table, you’d might as well be going there more often. But you understood why the gorgeous couple kept on coming here. It would be ridiculously silly not to listen the groans and the sound of skin on skin under the table, or to realise both of them were flushed and eating with one hand, before they excused themselves to the toilet.
Once they left, you got up from next to Jason and carefully sat where Dick and Tay were and he laughed because you thought liquids would be everywhere.
“Sit down (y/n) they weren’t having angry sex on the seat.” He said smirking and you laughed hard, once again harder than you thought you should. And he laughed too, pleased with himself for making you laugh. You sat down, a smile plastered on both your faces, before he went back to serious to begin speaking.
“ Why have you been avoiding me?”
You blinked once, twice. Then you spoke.
“I haven’t” you smiled again as you filled your mouth with the delicious beacon burger.

‘Man, someone has to teach me manners’

You though as you smiled again, this time with your mouth filled.
“ Yes, you have” he complained. “Whenever I come to the manor, you greet me and excuse yourself to go read, or have a bath, or go to sleep because you have to go to school early the next morning, even though it’s still noon.”
By the time he had finished, all the food had been swallowed up. You swallowed again, some spit this time as your mouth was dry; it’s not that you never thought he’d notice, but it was too soon.
“Do you have a boyfriend or something? Doesn’t he let you interact with other male beings? ”
“No!” You blurt
“Whooph! Cause then, the fact that you interact with Dick and Bruce and Tim and Damian, oh- and Alfred, would have led you to a very abusive relationship.”
You looked at him again.
“That isn’t the case, right (y/n)? Please don’t tell me it is and you’re afraid I’m going to burst this guy’s brains out!” He got up, causing some odd looks on you two.
“No Jay, sit down. I’ll tell you!” You grabbed his arm and he slowly sat down, feeling a little stupid for jumping at conclusions so fast.
“It is about a certain someone. But I’m not in a relationship. Plus, I would never allow myself to get involved into an abusive one.”
“That’s what the all say” Jason said and this time, his mouth was filled.
“Okay… is it someone from Gotham?” He said, still chewing his food.
“Yes.”
“College?”
You thought about it a bit. It was this game, you knew you’d either end up lying to him or confessing and at the point you didn’t know what to do.
“No” you hung your head, almost guessing the next questions.
“Work? Wait.. you don’t work anywhere” you opened your mouth to speak but you decided to keep it shut until he reached his destination. Until he found his answer.
“I cant get over the fact you’ve been ignoring me for a guy (y/n)! We’re friends!!”
You smiled nervously and thought about it for a second, even if Jason did not feel the same way you did, even if he rejected you, a weight would have been lifted of you chest. You’d breath again. You’d be sad, and it could be hard to but eventually you would get over him.
“Do we know him? Like does Grayson know him, or me, or Bruce?”
You nodded.
“tell me you dont like Tim”
“Whaaaaat?” You raised your eyebrows and Jason seemed to sink into his thoughts once again as you shifted on your seat. Where were Dick and Tay? How could they leave you alone with Jason when they kne-
You looked over to the bathroom door only to see their heads poking out and you cursed them inside you. You swore you’d kick their asses once you returned home but for now you had to focus on Jason and what he could say next.
“I can’t help… I can’t help but think you are in love with…” he never finished his sentence as Dick and Tay came interrupting him.
“Guys we’re…uhm… sorry…” the brunette said.
“Ad long as you finished what I walked into some hours ago it’s all fine!” Jason spit. Why was he so bad around Dick you could understand anymore.
~*~
The rest of the night was agonising for you. You had your hand clutched onto Tay’s until you begged to go home; you had to attend morning classes.
And now you stiffed in your bed, as you swore you heard a very intense and loud moan. You couldn’t sleep, not without acknowledging you almost confessed to Jason.
“You know… you never told me who the guy was”
You screamed as you felt the breath on your neck and the voice ringing in your ears.
And as if it wasn’t enough, you also fell miraculously off your comfy bed.
“Jeez (y/n) I wasn’t trying to sneak up on you” you noticed Jason, as you silently growled in pain, rubbing your forehead.
“You know very well who sneaks up on people. I just wanted to know…”
“Why?” You yelled. You were mad at him. For making you fall for him, for being so perfect, for sneaking up on you, for asking you all these questions.
“Why? Because simply it’s been eating you. Can’t you see what that stupid crush does to you?”
You stood up anger plastered on your face and you pointed at him with your finger before you said “Don’t you dare call it a stupid crush. You don’t know for how many months or even years I’ve been keeping it in me Jason. Do you think it’s easy? Watching you being with whoever you want? How hard is it to not compare myself to all these perfect ass girls you’re fucking from time to time?”
Jason stood stunt, there, barely putting any weight on your bed, wondering how could he have been blind all this time.
“I..” he started but you were determined to take it all out. Tonight was enough. It was the edge of the cliff and you chose between falling or escaping.
“ No! You will listen to me Jason Peter Todd. I don’t care whether you don’t like that I have small breasts or that I’m into the vigilante life. Know that i, I’m in love with you for such a long time period that I don’t care anymore! please reject me now, so I can move on. So I can have a proper relations-” you were cut off by him. As he stood up and hovered above you, for the first time in your life you acknowledged his height. How small you looked before him and how he didn’t care when his lips crushed yours, cutting you off everything else you had to say, almost chocking you as went out of breath.
While kissing you he pushed you, trying to find the closest wall to pin you to. And once he did his lips finally unlocked yours. “Why are you doing this Jay?” You said and tried to push him away, your pride not letting you admit what had just happened between you two.
He grabbed your chin and forced you to look at him with his eyes half lid.
“For the same reason you just confessed to me”
He pecked your lips. Then again, then again and again.
And had you pinned there until you realised he meant what he said. In as many ways possible.

Note: If you want a second part just ask!

Because I’m a fraud, I’m an impos-ter
I-I-I-I’m a fraud, I’m an impos-ter
I-I-I-I’m a fraud, I’m an impos-ter
I-I-I-I’m a fraud ‘cause you see 
There’s two of me, two of me 

Look at these guys. Look at them.