as always i apologise to the people putting up with my tags

A Ruff Introduction

Summary: During a walk in the park, your dog suddenly starts acting up.

AN: MY FIRST EVER TOM FIC WOW i can’t believe i’ve only been writing about peter for a year lol

Tom Holland x Reader

// Masterlist //

Originally posted by tomhollandisdaddy

The sunlight was streaming through the curtains as I woke up with a big smile on my face. I’ve never felt this good waking up at 8 am in the morning but this day seemed special. I pushed myself up and walked to my window, pulling the curtains open. The light filled my room instantly. I felt the warmth of the sun on my skin. The sky was extremely blue today and the sound of children’s laughter already filled the air. This was a perfect day for a stroll in the park.

All of a sudden, there was a scratching by my door. I quickly opened the door and in came running my precious Staffy, Max. He ran around my room a few times before pouncing on me. I bent down and rubbed the backs of his ears. Max jumped on me and knocked me to the ground. I giggled as he licked my face.

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Selfless Love - part 5

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: A journey toward recovery and the story of a broken man falling in love with a woman.

Word Count: 790

Warnings: Language 

A/N: Patience…

Selfless Love - Masterpage

Originally posted by thespoilerwitchblog

As the weeks rolled by, you caught a glimpse of the man Bucky used to be and you loved it. He was charming, witty, generous and even a little cocky.

When he visited his sister, she lived in a nursing home in Brooklyn, she gave him a box filled with all sorts of trinkets and pictures. Steve stood next to him, offering moral support. That evening, you and Bucky were sitting on the floor at the foot of his bed, looking at the pictures.

You marvelled at how happy and carefree he looked. Even dressed in well-worn, everyday clothes, he still looked incredibly dashing.

“Where was this picture taken?” you asked, turning the photograph toward him.

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You Saved Me - Part 4 (End)

Original request from @fandom-rpblog: Hey can I make a request? Can you write one in where after the events of winter soldier, (ignoring civil war as I haven’t seen it yet), Bucky has been re-introduced to the world and is recovering slowly and he and reader are sort of a thing as she was the one who found him after the events of winter soldier and she find out she is pregnant and fluff, and stuff. Please.

Note: So we have now reached the end of this story. I had so much fun writing this and all the feedback and comments I got from you all was absolutely amazing so thank you! <3 I love each and every one of you! (I have a feeling that I missed someone off the story tag list. I remember someone asking to be on it but couldn’t find the ask to get their username so I apologise to whoever it was if they’re not on the list.)

Bucky x Pregnant!Reader

Words: 1,483

Disclaimer: None of the GIFs used are mine. All credit goes to their creators

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4(End)

As the door opened you wasted no time in wrapping your hand around the edge of it to prevent him from closing it should he change his mind about letting you inside and then you stepped foot inside his room. You couldn’t see his face as he had his back turned towards you but the scan picture was no longer on the floor near the door, or anywhere else nearby for that matter, so you could only assume that he was still holding it.

“Buck I understand that you hate me for what I did. I should have been honest with you from the start but I…..I didn’t want to hurt the man who had given me reason to wake up on a morning.”

At your words he turned himself around to face you and that was when you saw first-hand just what you had done to him. The bags under his eyes were so dark they could easily have been mistaken for black eyes and tears he had cried had stained his cheeks. It broke your heart to see him in such a state but before you could say anything else he spoke himself.

“What do you mean I gave you a reason to wake up on a morning?”

You had never spoken to him about your life before you met, at least not in great detail anyway, so when he voiced his question you felt your nerves beginning to set in as an awkward lump formed deep inside your throat. One that didn’t seem to disappear no matter how many times you swallowed down onto it.

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Poles Apart

taehyung, 13.6k, he’s a little bit different to what you are but oh well

warning: uh… idk, there’s a warning but if i say why it gives away the story

“Being different isn’t a problem.”

“Everyone acts like it is…they pull faces when you can’t answer their questions. They talk behind your back because they don’t think what they’re saying will hurt you. You’re the only person who hasn’t questioned my… being of me.”

Originally posted by bwipsul

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in celebration of hitting my next hundred, and of turning twenty five, i’ve compiled a list of eighty five who in your otp? questions that you can find under the cut. i got most of these from my best friend and i throwing these questions back and forth to help inspire our ship muse, so i help it helps you too! pls give a like or reblog if you found this helpful at all!

who in your otp:

  • drives when they go on road trips? do they switch at the halfway point? does one drive there and the other drive back?
  • looks over the menu for fifteen minutes before ordering the same thing they order EVERYWHERE they go? does the other half of your ship get annoyed by this, or do they find it endearing?
  • is more likely to get arrested?
  • is afraid of rollercoasters? does the other half of your ship try and convince them to face the fear, or do they take a softer approach and not push them at all?
  • shows up at home with a dog unannounced despite the fact they’ve already got three/four/however many pets?
  • demands that they do date night? does the other person complain or do they go with it just to see the excited look on their partners face?

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Letters: #1 Open now [NCT Yuta scenario]


I’m glad people are liking the series! Hopefully you’ll continue to enjoy the series - I promise it won’t get as angsty as the last chapter again but there will be angst scenes again lol. This hasn’t been edited but I’ll go through it tomorrow!

Anyway, please don’t expect too much from this chapter! It’s kind of like a filler chapter that I can’t exactly leave out otherwise nothing will make sense :))))) There’s also some little things you’ll probably overlook now but actually play some significance in the future chapters! Keep your eyes out but also good luck :) also Yuta cries in this, pls don’t tell me oh he cries too much or stop putting descriptions of him crying. bitCH he’s just lose someone and this is set on the same day it happened - chill

also between the  ❝ ❞ is the letter. sometimes i might close them to explain something, or mention a thought or something thats happened!

Word count: 2506

Originally posted by icetaeil

if u find any gifs of yuta being serious, pls tag me in them bc every single fucking gif i find of him has him either being extra as fuck, smiling or some caption where he says something savage

Letters series {read from the beginning otherwise other chapters won’t make sense lol}

  • Letters: #0 The crash
  • Letters: #1 Open now
  • Letters: #3 Open when you miss me
  • Letters: #2 Open when you feel like giving up
  • Letters: #4 Open when you need some optimism
  • Letters: #5 Open when you’ve achieved your dreams
  • Letters: #6 Open when you need a reminder of how much I love you

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17 on Tumblr (Jun)

hohoho here is the requested Jun on Tumblr! can you believe I actually got around to continuing this series lmaO

  • *cracks knuckles* *rubs hands*
  • let’s get started hohoho
  • okay so we all know Jun reads novels online and what not right
  • and seventeen has shamelessly, on a few occasions, admitted to searching themselves up online
  • so one day, Jun, being, well, JUN, searches up a fanfic about himself and he’s casually scrolling through naver when a title catches his eye
  • and it’s a posted on tumblr fic
  • at first he’s all like “????????” and innocently wonders what tumblr is, but then he asks vernon who then widens his eyes because yknow tumblr is mainly known for porn
  • he decides to venture into the unknown anyway
  • he starts off by reading the fic that got him there in the first place, and wow is he hooked
  • he kinda forgets that he’s the main character because it feels so surreal and different but at the same time similar to his own personality
  • but damn! he’s enjoying this fanfic way more than he should be
  • (don’t imagine an emo wen junhui staring at his phone intently at 3am about to internally explode because fic-him and the oc are giving each other the cold shoulder)
  • (and don’t imagine him stifling his laughs with a pillow to avoid waking up the other members)
  • yeah 
  • don’t
  • and let’s face it, he probably didn’t realise tumblr existed as a mobile app until he finished reading the entire fic
  • when he realises it is a mobile app he’s so excited and literally falls over himself downloading it
  • his username is probably some shit like “wjhui179696″
  • he searches up the fanfic that he read by the title, and finds the blog that posted it
  • and he’s awestruck
  • the blog is so pretty and the theme is so warm and the description is so nice and!!!!!!!
  • he falls in love instantly
  • guess who owns that blog
  • that’s right
  • you
  • and you don’t just post 17 fanfics, you also post a great deal of other writings and poems and short stories, but your svt stuff always seemed like the only things that got reblogs so you stopped writing your poems and stuff for a while and focused more on the fics
  • and wen junhui is so enamored he finds himself scrolling through your entire blog and looking through all your pre-svt stuff and he’s like
  • shit not only are they a seventeen fan, they’re also generally just a really good author and poet who puts out really meaningful things!
  • and you have this one poem written in chinese for a module you took a long time ago and it’s so beautiful 
  • that jun took a quote from that poem and used it as his kkt status
  • obsession?? noOooOoOOooo what psh
  • anyways
  • he notices you don’t write such stuff anymore and he gets kinda sad 
  • so he sends you an anon ask that goes “Hello I’m a new follower but I realised that you stopped posting your original poems and short stories after a while, is it okay if you let me know why?”
  • and you receive the ask and !!! you didn’t actually think anyone would notice that you stopped putting out those poems and stories because they never got many notes anyways
  • you’re kinda touched and a small grin forms on your face because someone actually noticed? 
  • and you reply with 
  • “nah it’s nothing I just thought people would rather read my 17 fics instead. but thank you so much for sending this ask in”
  • jun reads it an d lmao guess what he says
  • “Oh if that’s the reason then just send those poems to me! I’d be more than happy to be your only audience ;-)”
  • and you’re at this point giggling and smiling to yourself because THIS ANON IS SO GREASY AND THEY’RE ONLY ON ANON but they’re also really cute so you reply with 
  • “sure but first reveal your username ;-)”
  • so he messages you with a “wassup i’m the ;-) anon”
  • and from then on blooms a beautiful beautiful mutual friendship thing
  • like it’s super cute because the both of you tag each other in 17 shit and other funny stuff and while jun always knows the 17 stuff beforehand (because, he’s well, part of seventeen), he always finds himself chuckling at the stuff you tag him in
  • not to forget you keep by your agreement and send him a bunch of your poems and stuff, and he’s always so happy and ! to read them
  • plus he’s always really excited to check the message you leave him, especially if svt had a really grueling schedule and he was dead tired and exhausted
  • and he finds himself being more drawn to your personality as y’all talked more and more??
  • you’re also under the impression that his name is wendy because when you first asked for his name he typed wen and then regretted it immediately so he did a Save and now he’s wendy
  • ok fast forward a few months
  • jun just had a comeback and he’s dead tired
  • you still don’t know he’s The Wen Junhui
  • (also he has a habit of referring to himself as The Handsome One)
  • (and Hot Boy 101)
  • (and Sizzling Shenzhen Babe)
  • the list goes on
  • but one day you message him and you’re kinda curious about how he looks like so you’re all like
  • “hey Muscle Man shouldn’t you at least show me your face once and let me see for myself how hot you actually are?”  
  • “sorry y/n i’m really tired now, another time maybe?”
  • but you don’t think he’s being serious so you say “lmao then what bout a skype call? you can just sleep and i’ll just stare at your face, we both win”
  • when jun reads your message he gets upset and disappointed because! he’d just gone through a day of shit from everyone
  • he had to deal with recording for an hour because woozi wasn’t pleased with his one line
  • and he had to suffer through hoshi’s relentless nagging and tiring choreography
  • and he thought maybe opening up tumblr would make him happier but instead he came on to see you asking for a pic and not even taking no for an answer???
  • so he’s just like 
  • you know what fuck it i’m just going to stop replying them
  • anyway it’s not like they can know i’m wen junhui
  • so boom
  • jun ignores you for a good whole week
  • but then !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  • in that week you actually manage to get tickets for seventeen’s fansign !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  • you’re so pumped and hyped because YOU FINALLY GET TO MEET JUN AND !!!
  • he’s the literal love of your life how can you not get really excited
  • except, you still feel kinda shit because wendy (jun) hasn’t replied you for ages
  • okay maybe it’s just a week but still
  • so before you go for the fansign you drop wendy (jun) a message telling him that you finally get to meet your idols and that you’re sad he can’t be with you :’)
  • and then right before he gets onto the fansign stage, jun reads the message
  • he panics for a while but manages to stay calm because lmao its not like they know i’m their online friend psh it’s all aight
  • but when he gets up there he sees a person sitting in a corner alone, with no fancy dslr but a small iphone camera, eagerly waiting for him to come out and 
  • he knows that’s you
  • you look so happy yet slightly :( and he can’t help but feel slightly guilty
  • so when it comes to your turn with jun,
  • you tell him how much you adore and love him (at this, jun blushes and eye smiles) but then you ask him for advice on how to apologise to a friend
  • and he goes from :-D to :-( real quick
  • because although that confirmed his suspicions about you being his amazing author memey mutual, he felt really really bad about making you feel shitty
  • so he’s like “wait let me show you a magic trick”
  • “take out your phone”
  • “you wanna apologise through text right?”
  • at this you nod your head fervently 
  • jun takes out his phone too
  • and he’s like “okay go to your chat, and on 1,2,3…”
  • a new message bubble pops up and 
  • “why use facetime when the real deal’s in front of you?” 
  • he shows you his phone screen with the exact same chat log as yours
  • and you’re just like !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  • he smirks and puts a finger to his lips
  • “sh’’
  • when the fansign ends, you’re so certain that it’s all a dream that you check your phone again
  • at this point another message pops up 
  • it’s an selfie of jun at the fansign location with his finger poking a far off image of you in the background
  • “how’s this for a picture? get home safely ah my dear carat! ;-)”
  • and that’s when you realise your mutual’s name isn’t wendy, but wen jun hui

!!!!!!! finally done with 3/13 of this series! i’ll finish the rest and update the masterlist in my free time so please be patient!

requests are open!

love, jyn

Alec’s behaviour in How Are Thou Fallen and how to portray insecurity in a healthy manner

Since I won’t be able to make any videos this week due to unforeseen circumstances, I thought I’d offer my thoughts on Alec’s behaviour in the promo for Episode 7 ‘How Are Thou Fallen’ and how important it will be to the series.

I think it’s obvious by this point that I don’t like the books that Shadowhunters is based on. If you want to see why loads of posts will show up if you type ‘anti tmi’ or ‘anti CC’ into the search tags on my blog. The main reason is because of Alec’s behaviour in City of Fallen Angels onwards in relation to Magnus’ past relationships. He makes extremely inappropriate comments towards Magnus, insinuating that Magnus would sleep with anyone because he’s bisexual. Of course, as I’ve said in the past, I wouldn’t have an issue with this if there had been a character arch or development of understanding where Alec would apologise and realise what he had done wrong. But there wasn’t any of that.

Now, when book stans defend Alec’s behaviour, one of the first things they say is “Alec was insecure”.

This always struck me as interesting. As an extremely insecure person myself, I could never understand how people could justify statements such as: 

“Or, there are plenty of girls here, since apparently your taste goes both ways. Is there anything you aren’t into?” ~City of Fallen Angels Page 305

as someone being insecure. It definitely came from a place of Alec’s innocence in relationships and the young age he was in the books whenever he began his relationship with Magnus. I’m not going to get into the boatload of problems with Alec’s behaviour here, if you want to see my thoughts here’s my video on it:

I’m focusing on the point of insecurity in this post. Alec’s comments about Magnus’ sexuality-if were made to portray Alec’s insecurity in the relationship-failed their purpose. There are so much better ways to portray a character’s insecurity than having them make such damaging comments in a book series that prides itself on its LGBT characters. And this is where the show comes in.

I’ve only seen the promo for How Are Thou Fallen (we all have!) and I already know that they’re going to portray Alec’s insecurity so much better than the book could ever dreamed of. 

In The Iron Sisters, Alec made it clear that he didn’t care about Magnus’ past relationships. It did, undoubtedly, alarm him a little during their date that there had been so many people in Magnus’ past in comparison to his own. Which is natural. Even Magnus himself was alarmed by how little experience Alec himself had. But there was no disgust; no grimaces; no comments made like the one quoted above; they were both simply alarmed. And that’s normal. As Magnus said, they’re both from completely different worlds. And that’s fine.

However, we see in the promo for episode seven that Alec is still insecure. I know there are jokes flying around about him being called innocent one episode and then asking about sex the next but you see that’s exactly the point. Insecurity makes you so self aware, and Alec will not be able to help comparing himself to all the people Magnus will have been with before him. He’ll be measuring himself up, and worrying that he won’t cut the mustard. Hence why he goes to Isabelle, his sister, for advice. 

Sex is one of the most common things an inexperienced person will think of being inadequate at in a relationship. One of the most common questions is the one Alec asks Isabelle. The question of when? How do I know? Should I wait? Do I not wait? If I wait too long will they grow bored of me? Because from my own experience I know what it’s like to worry that maybe if I hold off too long, my other half will grow bored of me. It’s a normal thought process.

Not to say that Alec thinks Magnus is a sex hound and thinks this is the only way he’ll be able to hang onto him. It’s simply a concern that arises quite often with someone who hasn’t had any experience when they’re dating someone who has quite a bit. That their lack of knowledge on what to do and how to proceed will wreck things, or become difficult for their partner to deal with. 

So Alec is trying to educate himself by talking to Isabelle. He’s going to his sister, who he knows has quite a bit of experience herself, for advice on what he’s supposed to do. And Isabelle will probably tell him that he’ll know when the time is right (I don’t expect her just to say ‘jump his bones and it’ll work out in the end’) but for someone who’s worried and insecure, it can be misconstrued as ‘it might not be right for me but it could be right for them’. And Alec is constantly trying to put other people before himself anyway he’d be more concerned about Magnus being happy and satisfied in their relationship as opposed to his own worry over the topic of sex itself.

And as we can see from the stills for episode seven, Magnus is most likely going to stop Alec in his tracks. He’ll reassure him that this doesn’t need rushed and that he’s perfectly happy waiting until they’re both ready for it. Besides, just because Magnus is not a virgin himself it doesn’t mean he’ll be ready to jump into bed with Alec immediately either. They’ll only have been on one or two dates by that point.

That’s where I think episode seven is going with this plot. And it’s really, really good. It’s a much more healthy way of portraying Alec’s insecurity over Magnus’ past relationships and his worry that he won’t be as good as them. Alec is trying to build Magnus up, and make him happy in their partnership, rather than tear Magnus down like he did in the books. 

Words cannot describe how happy this makes me.

I don’t know if any of this makes any sense but I wanted to get my thoughts down somewhere while I had them ^_^

Seven days

Word count: 18.4k (this was meant to be short ffs)

Summary: Dan was known as a ‘man-eater’ at his school, accepting dates from whoever offered, but he had never stayed with anyone for longer than 7 days. He never expected to change this lifestyle either but then again, he never thought a boy that asked him on a date to see a 'kids movie’ would change any of that.

Warning: mentions of depression (but nothing bad, just saying Dan was sad in the past really) and a panic attack which isn’t too bad

Day 1

“Did you hear he stopped with Sarah-”

“Only lasted three days!”

“Wasn’t his longest seven?”

“He needs to stop…”

“It’s hard when he knows he’s that hot.”

Dan chuckled as he heard everyone whispering about him as he walked down the corridor. Got to love Fridays.

Dan loved being the centre of attention, 'Man-eater Howell’ they called him, although he’d accept anyone who asked him out. Eyes for everyone. But they were right, Dan had never had a relationship for longer than a week, and that was how he liked it. Easy sex, a date or too- depending on how interesting the person was- and then no more.

People were boring anyway.

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Pretty. Odd.- Tyler Bate

This is my first try at actually putting one of these up. God, I hope it’s alright.
Tyler Bate x reader

@wwesmutdonedirtcheap (I said I’d tag you in it, hope you like it)

Originally posted by kennyomega

Things are shaping up to be pretty odd. Little deaths in musical beds. So it seems I’m someone I’ve never met.

Y/N remembered the exact moment she decided she wanted to be a pro wrestler. She had been in the audience of an NXT taping in 2013 and one match in particular caught her attention. It had been a bout between Paige and Summer Rae. The fiery passion was evident between the raven haired Brit and the tall blonde, putting their all into every move they made. Paige came out with the victory but both had been excellent performers. Y/N was inspired, so much so that she began training a few months later.

It was around this time that she began to pay more attention to indie wrestling, PROGRESS quickly becoming a favourite of hers. She always wanted to go to one of their shows but could never save up enough money from her dead end job at the supermarket to get a ticket. When she finally managed, it was for the event titled “Chapter 44: Old Man Yells At Cloud” (why must they insist on the hilariously weird names?) The highlight of the evening was finally, FINALLY, being able to see British Strong Style in action. She had narrowly missed out on going to the UK Championship Tournament in Blackpool, a slight annoyance to her due to the fact that half of the people who trained with her has gone to witness history in the making, so having Pete, Trent and Tyler in front of her was almost too much to handle. Translation: Y/N was a mess by the end of the night. Despite their defeat, she was still elated by the three men who she so adored.

Now, Y/N wasn’t a huge name in the UK wrestling scene but she still had her name out there so people did hire her from time to time. However, when the call came about a little event entitled “Chapter 46: I Like To Chill Out Here And Shoot Some Dinosaurs”, she was a little shocked. The request was nothing massive, just a small promo to introduce herself to PROGRESS, and yet she was ecstatic! This could finally be her big break!

The night of the show brought a petrified feeling to the young woman; what if they didn’t like her? She had been so focused on working out what she was going to say that she hadn’t even pondered the possibility that it could all go horribly wrong; meaning that when the thought did finally hit her, it was at the worst possible time- minutes before she was to make an entrance. Panic ensued and Y/N was frantic, struggling to wrap her tape correctly and tugging at the ends of her hair as a coping mechanism (a failed coping mechanism, mind you.) Hearing some of the other wrestlers chuckling at her flailing form was not helping calm her mind. A hand grabbed one of hers and finished wrapping her hand up before moving on to the other. Had she been able to form a coherent sentence, Y/N would have gladly thanked the…. man, judging by the shape and size of the hand holding her arm, and most likely would have apologised for being a nuisance.

“Take your time when wrapping up, you’ll wrap it too tight if you rush like that. Would hate for you to lose the flow of blood to your hands, you wouldn’t be able to do much wrestling if they fell off.” Inwardly groaning, she raised her head to confirm that this was who she thought.

Moustache? Check!

Glasses? Check!

Adorable face? Check, Check, Check!

“Y/N, right? I’ve watched you on YouTube. You’re really good.” It was like someone had smacked her in the face with praise, she couldn’t help the blush flooding her face. Tyler Bate was complimenting her wrestling.

“Yeah, that’s me! I meant that’s my name not that I know I’m good. I mean, I know I’m good but I’m not boastful, you’re awesome! Big fan, big…fan…. I’ll shut up now.” Hey God? If you could kill me now, that’d be great! she thought, not able to control the words leaving her mouth. One thing she couldn’t deny was that she was an absolute oddball, stumbling constantly over her words, talking too fast, pushing the boundaries of what society views as sane. The universe couldn’t give her a day off just so she could talk to Tyler, of course not. Luckily for her, he just laughed and pushed his glasses up.

“Nervous? Don’t be. That may sound simple coming from me but trust me, I get nervous all the time. Nearly had a damn heart attack speaking to Triple H the first time I met him. You’ll do amazing, I’m certain.”

“If you say so. I have a reputation for being pretty odd so I’m hoping that doesn’t come through and ruin this for me all thanks to my massive mouth and the constant flow of ‘Panic! At The Disco’ lyrics going through my head instead of regular thoughts. I’m a pathetic mess,” she paused to take a breath before continuing to spew word vomit, “I’m probably bothering you but you’re too nice to say it. Happens all the time to me, I’m a walking, talking ball of annoying.”

Tyler didn’t seem to mind the ‘pathetic mess’ though, really showing his age with his smile. The moment soon came to an end as one of the guys backstage alerted Y/N that her music was about to hit. However, before he walked away, Tyler decided to make his move. “Trent, Pete and I are gonna grab something to eat after the show. Do you…want to join me- I mean, join us?“ By this point, he was as flustered as Y/N, blushing and scratching the back of his neck. Y/N nodded and kissed his cheek.

The promo went off with out a hitch and Y/N got to spend the rest of the show backstage, watching Moustache Mountain in their match. She got a few funny looks from the others in the back after they won; she squealed and flailed, looking mental in the process. After the show was over, the four wrestlers went to a restaurant (vegan friendly, of course), the experience allowed Y/N to see how each of BSS acted outside of the ring.

Trent loved to laugh, relishing in each and every joke that left the lips of his three companions that evening. He was extremely friendly to her, giving her advice on wrestling when she asked, and he gave her his phone number, saying that she shouldn’t hesitate to call or text him for anything, even just to chat. Peter was laidback. Though he would never admit it, he appreciated the company of his, albeit few, friends. He wasn’t short of stories to tell either, whether they were about British Strong Style or someone like Sami Callihan. And Tyler…well, he was just as odd as Y/N was. She and Trent got a good laugh at watching him try and pick up an ice cube in his drink by sucking through a straw. He did that for about five minutes before giving up and returning to his food.

Come the end of the night, the four had returned to the hotel they were staying at, Tyler walking Y/N back to her room. Pete and Trent had already gone to theirs. They found themselves stood at the door to the room, silence falling between them.

“Thanks for inviting me out after the show, I really enjoyed myself. It’s kind of nice knowing that we all have stuff in common besides wrestling.” She laughed, watching as Tyler began to scratch the back of his neck again. He took a deep breath, “Would you like to go out again sometime? I mean, just you and me? If that’s alright with you, of course because the boys can come if not and I-” Y/N cut him off with a quick kiss. It was nothing extravagant, just a sweet, simple kiss, something that made them both smile. She laughed once more, “I must say, your moustache tickles.”

“You’re an oddball. I do like that, though.”

With a goodnight kiss, Y/N closed the door. What she didn’t realise was that on the other side, her moustached companion had the biggest smile on his face and was already beginning to search for restaurants on his phone. She received a text just before she fell asleep.

Goodnight, Oddball.

Yeah, this one was a keeper.

Fanfiction Shenanigans [Steve Rogers x Reader]

Requested by: @luxdxvine (I can’t tag you for some reason??) :: The avengers bring the reader and Steve together through fanfictions written for just them.

A/N: I couldn’t stop writing this fic and it’s kinda dragged and veryyyy long, therefore brace yourself. I apologise in advance and thank you for bearing with me. (Criticism welcome.)

Tony Stark strutted into the common room of the avengers, a place where they all hungout when nobody was on a mission. His patent smirk was plastered on his face as he sauntered into the midst of the other avengers, with the exception of you and Steve Rogers.

“What you got up your sleeve, man?” Sam asked, noticing Tony and his grin.

Bucky, Natasha, Clint and Vision looked up at the philanthropist while Wanda busily dealt cards to everyone.

“What I’m going to tell you is more fun than any game of cards you’ve played,” Tony declared, whipping out his phone.

“Please, Stark, we aren’t interested in the new tech you’ve come up with,” Natasha commented.

“It’s not tech, although that would be something. Anyway, it’s about Capsicle and Y/N,” Tony divulged.

“..Really? The fact that they’re attracted to each other? Old news, Grandma,” Natasha said casually.

Bucky looked at Natatsha in horror. “WHat?”

“Ol’ Buck doesn’t know,” Sam interjected.

“Everyone knew? Why didn’t I?” Bucky questioned.

Everyone shrugged at the soldier who looked a little angry.

Tony cleared his throat and continued,”Well it is obvious they’re in love but they’re not doing anything about it and it’s making me crazy. I decided that we must take matters into our own hands.”

“We’re listening,” Nat and Wanda said in unison.

“That’s the spirit,” Tony said, a wider smirk playing at his lips.


You entered the room to find the avengers sitting huddled around Tony who was talking. Your eyes automatically started to look for a particular avenger but you shook your head. You had to stop.

You walked to the huddle and everyone whirled to look at you, a grin on most of their faces. Your forehead furrowed in confusion. “What’s up?”

“It’s nothing,” Tony blurted quickly, starting to put the phone he’d been reading from into his pocket.

Just then Steve entered the room and you stiffened. Why he had this effect on you, you’d never know. But one look at him, his perfect greek-god like built, his kind blue eyes and perfect lips and you were a goner.

You turned your focus to Tony, trying to no think about Steve who walked over to stand beside you. That wasn’t helping.

“I want to know! What were you guys reading?” you demanded.

“It’s nothing, Y/N,” Bucky said, sounding unconvincing.

“Do you want me to use my power to take it from you, Tony?” you commanded.

“Alright alright,” he deadpanned. Steve looked at him questioningly. It was very unlike Tony Stark to give into commands so easily.

“We were reading Captain America into Psych fanfiction,” Tony admitted.

Your jaw dropped. Did Wanda tell everyone? Only she knew about your little crush on Steve. So this is what it felt like, being stabbed in the back with a knife.

“What’s a fanfiction?” Steve queried, his brows knitting in confusion.

“’s something people or rather fans write. They write fictious stories about people or events that they would like to happen,” Natasha explained.

Steve still looked puzzled. Meanwhile you were sure you were going to drown in embarrasment.

“We were reading fanficition about you and Y/N,” Sam added.

You almost expected Steve to start laughing at this absolute stupidity but all he said was,”They want me and Y/N to happen?”

Where was the nearest balcony? You ought to jump off one.

“Yeah well,”Tony said, trying to keep fom smiling.

Steve glanced at you and judging you by your neutral expression he said, “Well it’s not like it’s real or anything.”

Whoever said about words not harming anyone. What he said made your heart clench with sadness, you always hoped he’d like you back but here was the truth, waving at you in your face.

Hurt, you managed to croak,”Yeah, keep reading Stark, this should be fun.”

That’s right, hurt yourself more.

Tony, obviously enjoying this, obligied immediately. The other avengers sat themselves around him, while you found a place next to Wanda and Steve squeezed himself between Bucky and Clint.

Clearing his throat, Tony continued where he’d left off, “Y/N lay in Steve’s arms, as the soldier whispered silent prayers into the night. Y/N was barely breathing. Steve brushed her hair off her face and caressed her cheek. ‘Please, don’t die,’ the avenger said. ‘Please, Y/N, I love you.”

Tony paused for a second and you wanted to strangle him. Steve glanced at you and you looked back, his face, unreadable.

Why were they doing this? Was this a joke to them? Steve clearly didn’t know and didn’t share the same feelings. It was merely a passtime for him. But hearing everything you wanted to happen aloud, was humiliating. But you were brave, you couldn’t let Steve know.

“Why are you reading soapy, dramatic stuff? Isn’t there anything that’s fun?” You asked, putting on an impassive face.

“Ooh the lady wants fun,” Clint said, grinning at you. You smiled back at him, hoping nobody could hear your heart thudding against your chest.

“Here’s something fun. Do you want me to read smut?” Tony questioned, his eyebrows arched and mocking.

Bucky, Sam and Clint burst out laughing, Nat following in a second later.

Congratulations, you played yourself.

“What’s smut?” Steve asked, earning a groan from everyone.

“It’s sexual intercourse and everything​related in writing, Mr. Rogers,” Vision piped and Steve’s eyes widened at the mention of the word.
His ears redened and he couldn’t bring himself to look at you. Nor could you look at him.

“Not​ that. Go on to something else,” Steve muttered.

“C'mon Capsicle,” Tony urged and before waiting for an answer, started to read.
“Lust and love blazed in Steve’s eyes as Y/N stood before him, dressed in satin lingerie.”
That earned some giggles.
Your head was going to burst, you thought.

“Pining Y/N against the wall, Steve planted small kisses on her neck and moved onto her jaw, illiciting a moan from the beautiful maiden. Y/N pushed herself against the soldier, her hands grasping at his hair. Steve slid his hand up her thigh and Y/N shuddered at his touch.”

Wild fantasies involving the blonde soldier were storming in your brain one after one and if anyone read your mind they’d take you to be christined immediately.

Just when you thought​ things couldn’t get worse, Steve said,“ That’s not how I’d do it.”

Everything went dead still. You looked at the avenger and blinked. He wasn’t looking at you.

And then the other avengers started to scoff, Bucky whistling and Natasha winking at Steve.

You chuckled a little but your mind was already racing with the thoughts of what he would do and you hated yourself for it.

“Wanna write your own fic as to how it would go, Stevie?” Tony teased.

“No thanks,” Steve said, blushing.

You tried to gather yourself for what was yet to come.

“Y/N ripped the shirt off the Captain, and drank in the god-like built of her lover. She pulled him closer, biting at his lower lip. Steve slipped the satin straps off Y/N’s shoulder, his touch burning her skin. Steve trailed kisses down her neck and moved to her bre-”

You couldn’t take it anymore.
“That’s enough,” you said through gritted teeth.

Steve looked at you, he looked a little humiliated too…and was that sorry written on his face?

Tony looked scared for a second and then joked, “Atleast the fictious Steve’s getting some action.”

Steve’s face redened. You almost laughed but caught yourself…the others however, not so much.

“Steve, c'mon man, there’s got to be someone you like,” Sam asked, punching him playfully.

Steve remained silent. So the others, obviously moved on to the next victim, you.

“And you, Y/N?”

Of course there was someone. Of course you wanted to be with him. And obviously you couldn't​ ever have that.

“Yeah, there is someone,” you muttered.

Steve looked at you, a puzzled look on his face. You glanced at him and saw something like jealousy flash over his face. You blinked. All this fanfiction reading was playing with your mind.

Bucky scooted over to you.
“Is it anyone we know?”

Why were you answering?

“Is it anyone in this room?” Clint piqued.

They all knew. Traitors.

“Uhuh.” you breathed, not looking up.

You managed to glance at Steve. He was absolutely still and watching you carefully.

As if noticing your glance at the Captain, Natasha plodded, “Is it our beloved Steve?”

You were going to die.

You could swear Steve looked crest-fallen.
He cleared his throat and said, “I just remembered, I have some work to do.”

He stood up and left, heading to the balcony.

As soon as he left, Wanda scrambled over to you and exclaimed, “What are you doing?!”

“Go talk to him you stupid thing!” Bucky cried.

All of them were talking over each other, asking you to go confront Steve.
Tired, you stood up and reluctantly followed Steve outside.

“Can we talk?” you called after the broad soldier.

He turned around and squinted at you. He nodded and beckoned you over.

Without thinking about the consequences or anything you marched upto him and began, “Listen, you’ve been a great confidante and friend. But everything I said back there was true except for the fact that.. that it is you, Rogers. I’ve been hopelessly in love with you for sometime now and I understand if this is not the case for you but all this,”-you gestured vaguely- “just made me want to tell you everything. I’m sorry if this is too awkward for you.. I just had to do it.”

Steve looked taken aback for a second. He blinked a couple of times before his beautiful blue eyes crinkled as he smiled down at you.

“I was heart broken when you said no to what Nat said and couldn’t take it anymore that’s why I had to walk out. The truth is Y/N…I’ve been in love with you for quite some time now too,” he confided.

You couldn’t believe your ears. The man of you dreams was actually in love with you too? You could almost cry. You, however, hugged him instead, burying your face in his hard, warm chest.

“FINALLY!” you heard Bucky scream from the door to the veranda. You heard a roar of laughter and giggles errupt from his side.

“Oh give us a moment​, you guys!” Steve hollered but he was smiling.

Just as Steve leaned down to kiss you, Nat yelled, “I think I’ll write a fanfiction about this!”

You smiled against his lips and kissed him.

End Of Season Appreciation post

Hey guys! I know not all of you are hockey blogs but i wanted to take this as an opportunity to say thank you for following me and show some appreciation to all of you! Since all my teams (NHL and Junior with the glorious exception of Hershey) are no longer in the playoffs I wanted to take this moment to give some lovin to the community on tumblr! If i could i would tag every single one of my followers and people i follow (and also give them the biggest hug ever) but alas i cannot so here goes. Even though I’ve been following hockey for three years now this was my first season as a part of hockey tumblr and I’m so grateful! I’ve been introduced to so many new players and teams! I’ve met so many wonderful people and everyone here is so lovely! I’m definitely going to be keeping my blog going over the off season, especially since I’m super invested in this years draft class so be prepared for me to yell about the boys a lot! I know this is about hockey but I couldn’t help tag my non-hockey mutuals as well, I love you guys! Without further ado, here we go!

[Also short PSA, just because i haven’t tagged you doesn’t mean i love you any less! I love every single one of my followers, mutuals and blogs i follow! I apologise! I probably forgot or ran out of room!]

This is for all of my blogs [ @santa-fes / @ohhischier / @peppermint-writings / @goalieheartthrobsensation ] so if you’re confused as to why you’re being tagged in this by some strange blog you don’t follow that’s why

I totally stole this idea off @andrebearakovsky and I have no shame

First off! There are a lot of people I’m not necessarily mutuals with but I see you all the time in my notifications and I love and appreciate you!

@fearfuloffailure / @cluelesshockey / @burracuda65 / @toronthoes / @gallysburger / @capsbunnies / @thegirlfrombehindtheglass / @leafs-not-leaves / @ttoronto2colorado / @madhousehockey / @con-mcfloof / @nymarntthews / @boston-bruins-girl37 / @puck-my-life / @alessandraroxs / @torontomaplelegends / @hotnhlplayers / @well-this-just-got-awkward / @howyoudrouin / @cgiaimo111 / @thatangrymardleschick / @drippingbleu / @daleafs / @whitegirlfromhell / @wadafo / @regenade-is-in-my-blood / @mmmlatta / @woahhlauren / @baehutt10 / @anastaysiax / @midwestbornandraised / @3-punk-rock-5-you / @itwas88cents / @emstrome99 / @softmarner / @letflowerlive [thank you for putting up with me yelling about the caps constantly] / @samreinharts / @inserthockeypunhere / @sweatershavesleeves / @pkgalchenyuk [thank you for appreciating nate with me] / @sidemanting [i love talking to you] / @h2ofireyrage

Okay! Some blogs I follow that always make me smile and produce some wonderful content! Thank you for a wonderful season of gifs, videos, tectposts, edits and all round great stuff!

@kuznetsovs / @tjgoalshie / @stanleycupwerenski / @jakobschychrun / @jonathndrouin / @bholtby / @werenskheeyyy / @russianlatta / @bisexualnylander / @itsyourboykent / @matsbarzal / @bitch-marner / @sidcrosbybro / @theseleafsarealright / @marnersixteen / @marnsxmatts / @rightwingwilson / @brobeanies / @nateschmidty / @kookaburrakovsky / @ovismissingtooth / @babybura65 / @kevinhayes / @pavszacha / @bobrovskies / @stepmom / @cmc-mcdavid / @daisiesmakingchains / @torontomaplebros / @hischyeah / @nicohischiers / @klingbrg / @blurrypicsofstevedangle / @badsidneycrosbyimagines / @the97tuck / @darthbenn / @ovechkins / @phildanault / @brandoncarlo / @connormcdateme / @leondraisaitll / @leonsdraisaitls / @tboobs / @bulletproofwhale / @landeskg / @olllmaatta / @stevenstamkos / @crocby / @hockeyaf / @holtbyism / @holyholtby / @wonthetrade

The Caps group chat [i know we’re still finding our feet and haven’t had the chance to really get to know to each other but i still love all of you!]

@captainpoulin / @schmidtyho / @mformara / @joshhodang / @oilersluv / @nocontextscrubs / @robintheshrew / @davidbackass / @tara9191 / @moveslikejaromir / @amarenthina / @getoutoffthefuckinglionshiro

And of course my wonderful mutuals!

The 101.7MPH Squad

@leafstrashtm / @grubaeur / @artturi-lehky / @carey-pricemas / @andrebearakovsky / @radicaleeyah @two-minute-minor@double-minor / @oscarbilde / @sarosjuuse / @enskuensku / @lehtarasenko

@curlyfrycarrick / @whiteteeth–teens / @megsforbreakfast / @hertls-smile / @theleafssuck / @drabblemesilly / @hockeyymom / @cuddlyauston 

The caps gc

@allstarrnicky / @drunkmomfriend / @penguinxii / @starscapsleafs / @genesledges

Mutuals I haven’t spoken to yet (that doesnt mean i dont love you any less im just scared and shy but i love you so much)

@tomwilsoncameinlikeawreckingball / @actualalienbensmith / @share-coffee / @ohjamie-mycaptain / @sinkingtr-st / @collectionnhl / @diaries-of-pucks-and-purses / @hockeywritingcollective / @hockeywriting / @penaltyboximagines / @hurri-kane / @yhockey / @write-write-hockey-write / @stupid-things-i-like / @yourhockeyboys / @nr1nuggetslover / @burracudaa / @watsonaustin / @connrcarricks / @fratboyhanifin / @spencerhood / @carey-price-stuck / @burky-and-brady / @werenskiswritings / @bura-babe / @moodyminter / @mapleleafstrash / @niklas-55-kronwall / @mcstromer1997 / @marns-stromer / @nhlbeauts / @eatbreathehockey / @gtfoitshockeytime / @mystupidlovesongs / @72bread-pasta88 / @jinglemejamie / @gpuck2k16 / @hockeynight / @nhlmcdavid / @saintmarner / @skjeiwhat / @anotherprettyface / @justhockey / @canadienslehky / @hail-to-the-goalies / @19dylstromer 

Non-hockey mutuals that i cherish and love forever

@flowernstt / @nonamemcgeee / @post-tinsel-time / @elisesaidjump / @frostedej / @dccomicsfancast / @jaaaaason-todds / @greensplant / @adamparrish / @witty-futty / @karenec / @geekyastrophysicist / @fuckyeahjamesacaster / @legolas-is-the-bae-blog / @aperformingart / @this-is-kates-so-called-blog / @lunar-landscapes / @taconate / @gifbase / @siguineapig / @the-brightness-of-earendil / @cotton-candybitch / @thefangirlsnewgroove / @groolpics

And of course @chives5eva-blog

Thank you all for a wonderful first couple of years on tumblr and first season with hockey tumblr! I can’t wait for October!

Vain (Part 3) - Jughead Jones

Part 1 - Part 2

Yay it’s finally here! Pretty sure if I waited any longer I would be skinned alive. There is also now a taglist at the bottom from people who have requested to be tagged, so feel free to message/ask me about that :) I also put @mrsjugheadjonesthethird there because the little cinnamon roll is Vain trash.

Oh and let’s appreciate that Doiley autocorrected to Toilet multiple times during this.

Warnings: - Swears

Jughead x Reader (still no romance, pacing my friends)

Words: 2,287

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” You groaned, looking back and forth between Betty and Jughead, who was already making a b-line for the door.

“Wait wait wait, Juggy come back!” Betty called out, causing his shoulders to sink as he huffed out and spun around on his heel to face the two of you. He shrugged, as if daring Betty to persuade him to stay.

Betty sighed, walking forward to stand in-between the two of you, who were now facing it off in a glaring contest. “You guys, listen. I don’t know about you, but something as big as Jason Blossom’s now confirmed murder doesn’t happen in small towns like these. There’s something big going on here, and I know the both of you are at least a little bit curious, besides you heard Miss Paige! You’re both such talented writers and the two of you working together could be a miracle!” she continued.

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Open Doors

You can find my Masterlist HERE!

Prompt: *Based on Negan/physically disabled wife headcannon/fic* A new arrival to the Sanctuary has been harassing Negan’s wife because of her disability, unware of who her husband is. She tries to keep the problems to herself, as she doesn’t want to incite the violence that would be sure to insure if Negan ever found out about these repeated verbal assaults. But that only lasts for a few weeks, as Simon happens to walk in on one of these incidents.
*Continued from previous ask* Of course, Simon runs to tell the bi boss man about the mistreatment of his wife right away. But nevertheless, Negan’s wife is left feeling insecure about herself and their relationship due to the harsh and hateful words from this new arrival. However, Negan fully intends to absolve all his wife’s worries, both in her home and in her heart. He shuts that shit down, no exceptions! – Via @itsjustafeelingthatihave

Ships: Negan x Disabled!Reader
Words: 1,157
Warnings: Ableism mentions, curses
Category: Angst / Fluff


You were sat in your wheelchair, staring idly at the long blank TV that none of your favourite TV shows would play again on. You were lost in thought as you watched the dust atop the box television.

You were sat thinking about the new arrival who had been planting such irritable and hateful words in your head. You had tried your best to contain the problem, to stop Negan from discovering why you had been so quiet in recent days. You had been handling the problem, had thought that you’d been making progress, until the man had lashed out at you and had almost taken a wheel off your wheelchair. Luckily Simon arrived and disarmed the violent situation.

You had wanted to keep it to yourself but you knew that by the time Negan would return to your room from the supply run to Alexandria he would be in a blinding rage, thirsty for blood.

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The One Where Sherlock Apologises

Pairing : Sherlock Holmes x Reader

Summary : Imagine Sherlock convinces you to go to Dartmoor, promising you a holiday. But you realise he was working a case and argue with him. After solving the case, Sherlock comes to your hotel room and you tell him his deducting skills were the reason you fell for him in the beginning.

Sherlock was known for being difficult, rude and ignorant. He would put homemade pills in your tea in the morning to see what would happen and even though you loved to watch him work you hated being a part of his experiments and argued with him constantly about it.

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a/n: This is a quick idea I had and needed to get out of my system, there will be a second part so dont worry too much

@beautifulramblingbrains @frecklefaceb @feminamortem @anditcametopass @dauntlessmetalmom @pathybo @mimigemrose @ag-delights @abfoster1s @sparklemichele @murmelinchen @jojuarez26 @purple-puddin @audreyfulquard @sharknadoslut [if you wanna be on the list hmu]

Warnings: Just Boomer getting a little too handsy, basically he goes to a dinner party and flirts with Luce, a girl he probably shouldn’t be flirting with…

Digger “Captain Boomerang” Harkness X OFC // Suicide Squad

word count: 2,163

1. The Party

“Finally,” Anita sighed as Luce pushed through the screen door, her arms full with a bag of groceries.

“I bought all the spaghetti they had at the store,” Luce stated as she set the shopping bag on the table. She reached into the brown paper, pulling out a large can of Guinness and crossed to the living room, handing it off to her uncle who occupied the recliner in the corner, his old hound dog curled up at his feet. He was a bitter old man but the one thing that made him smile without fail, was a cold beer.

“You’re a God send,” he stated, cracking the seal and taking a drink.

“No problem, Manny,” Luce replied with a smile. Though she referred to the man as her uncle they were not technically related. “Guess who I ran into on the way back,” she began, returning to the kitchen to empty the rest of the shopping bag’s contents.

“Big Foot,” Her sister-in-law replied. It was obvious by Anita’s tone that she had no patience for Luce, preoccupied with slicing tomatoes.

“Remember last week, Eddie was talking about meeting that guy from Australia at the bar?” Luce leaned against the counter as she spoke, “I met them on my way home.”

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I Do It Better ||Sam Drake x Reader ||

Originally posted by knives-on-static

Characters: Sam Drake x Reader.

Fandom: Uncharted

Request: Yas, omg don’t apologise for requesting Sam again gf!! [Request Sam all the time if you want <3 Okay so I’m sorry for requesting Sam again but I just finished the game, and started multiplayer and Jesus those dance taunts. So maybe just something where you’re in the bar with Sam and he gets a little drunk, wanting to dance with you? Always a bonus if you can sneak some kisses in too haha! Some of the dances that would be fun to have in it: the glide, the shuffle, the shimmy (just because it looks like he’s so into it) the rubber leg, the cabbage patch. The disco and the running man :D]

Prompt: You’re celebrating your birthday at a bar with Sam, Nate and Elena, however, Sam gets a little too tipsy and tries to get you to dance with him. He fails miserably at dancing but that’s only because he’s intoxicated but you are more than happy showing him how it’s done. 

Tags: @rafeadderall @dragonjedihobbit @missdictatorme @shararogers @delicrieux



You sat at in the booth of a bar, a laugh escaping your lips as Nate and Elena across from you tell you one of their many stories. Today was your birthday, and instead of having a big celebration you just settled for dinner and a few drinks at the bar afterwards. A few drinks had turned into a lot more, particularly with your Partner, partner in crime, a partner in love; Sam Drake. 

It was late, and the only people left in the bar were the local drunkards billowing the songs of freedom or passed out. Sam had left the three of you to get another round of drinks, he insisted you at least got somewhat drunk on your birthday night. 

“And things with you and Sam are going…well?” Nate raised his brow, looking at you from across the booth. You smiled and nodded, things had been going great in fact between the two of you. It had been a short few months since everyone’s return from Madagascar after discovering the not so fictional pirate haven, Libertalia. 

You and Sam had just come back from a deal gone bad with Sully and decided whilst in town to catch up with Elena and Nate to celebrate your birthday. “Oh, things are great!” You answered with a grin on your face, the two across from you smirked and nodded, “That’s good to hear… any bumps in the road, or anything, No?” Elena questioned. 

“Nope, things are great.” You sipped the last of your beer and smiled at the two who still smirked, looking at you knowingly. Nate nodded and looked down at his drink, “well I’m just glad someone’s here to have Sam under control… but you might wanna put a tighter leash on him…” He gestured from his seat to across the bar, your eyes followed where he was pointing.

You had wondered why Sam took so long, he was dancing, getting up the fellow drunkards to move to the beat of the music playing on the jukebox. A suppressed groan left you and you rolled your eyes, the couple across from you laughed. “Oh hell… is he…is he dabbing?” You asked aloud, making sure your eyes had not deceived you. Sure enough, he was. 

“I think so…” Elena laughed and you cringed, you weren’t embarrassed by the fact that he was dancing you were embarrassed by the fact that he was horribly out of time with the beat. “He’s not even doing it to the beat, he’s out of time..” You gave your own commentary making the two laugh. 

“Would you believe me if I said that he’s actually a good dancer?” Nate chuckled, making your eyes widen, “No! Samuel Drake a good dancer?… makes sense as to why he has such a nice ass though.” Nate rolled his eyes and Elena chuckled, “All right I don’t think I need to hear about how good my brother’s ass is… speaking off his ‘nice ass’ is coming over to you.” 

You turned your head to see him walking over, slightly stumbling and swaying. “Come dance Y/N.” He grinned at you and you laughed and shook your head, “No, I’m not nearly as drunk enough to do that.” He rolled his eyes and grabbed your wrists gently, he gestured to the open space for you to join him and a defeated sigh escaped your lips. 

“Oh, all right we’re doing this – we’re actually doing this? I’m going to kick your ass at dancing.” You grinned up at him and let him pull you out of the booth. He brought you onto the floor and started to shimmy, you mimicked him but you had done it a lot better given your sense of beat wasn’t completely thrown out the window. “You know how to shuffle?” He asked you and you eyed him, giving him a look that indicated how stupid his question was.

Do I know how to shuffle – of course I do!” You lightly hit his chest, his attempt to do so had failed miserably as he simply could get his footing right but you were going to show him how it’s done. And you did. “What’d I say, Sammy? I’d kick your ass at dancing!” 

“Oh, we aren’t finished here.” He outstretched his arms to the side, attempting to smoothly execute the glide, but instead ended up looking like an octopus getting deep fried than ‘smooth’, you mimicked his movements but executed it better and he rolled his eyes at you, you smirked at him, “Anything you can do, I can do better.” 

He started to move his hips and outstretch his leg making you laugh and hit his shoulder lightly, “the rubber leg, really Sam?” You didn’t even attempt in trying to copy him, you were far more entertained as he continued onto the Cabbage Patch. “Okay, okay… watch me all right?” You laughed and started to swing your hips and twist your right leg, moving your arms side to side. Sam watched you intently and did the same… or well… at least tried to do the same. 

Eventually getting frustrated he gave up and grabbed your hips, bring you closer to him. “Giving up so easily, Sam? I didn’t pick you for a quitter.” You winked at him wrapping your arms around his neck and swayed your hips side to side. “I managed to get you to dance sweetheart, whose the real winner here?” He grinned, you rolled your eyes. “I love seeing you move your hips.” He added wrapping his arms around your waist. 

“Oh, how devious of you Sam…” You smirked, wrapping your fingers around the collar of his shirt and bringing his lips down to yours. He hummed contently against your lips and pulled away, eyeing you, “have you ever heard of the running man?” You deadpanned at him, “really, Sam?” 


Video: 700 Followers <3 I love you all!

This is probably the first time a load of people are gonna hear my voice too ;w; I apologise for it cracking in places - apparently I just love you guys that much. (My voice was sore anyway, but hey, I’m emotional too <3 And I didn’t script this sooo.)

Small shout out to the folks at @lavaoverflow and the respective VA’s too. <3 Ray is bae, for all those retweets and likes. And we have the same name so, that makes you cool too.

Extra shoutouts to @theasset6 for putting up with my shit since day one, @wildrogueheart too! @daemonchocobo for being a bae and being a super bit of motivation for me to continue that Cindy cosplay. @destiny-islanders for probably bringing in about half my followers with those reblogs (and for creating my favourite AU). @rah-bop and @asidian for being my two largest inspirations for art and fics~ @seerya for the constant motivation for running, and for being damn right adorable. @peach-oniisan for being an adorable plebe, and for appreciating my love of zoos.

Everyone in the FFXV and Chill discord too! You guys make my day. I always wake up and log on, browse those chats. It’s a good start to the day~ And the game nights are so much fun!

There are probably a hundred more people I should tag, but I’m a air-head, but know that I love each and every one of youuu <3


Hello my lovely mmfd friends.  It’s been a while I know but it’s about time I thank those of you that liked, reblogged and said nice things about pished.  Ta muchly.  

So I haven’t written anything for ages and I’m not even sure what this is or whether it even warrants a tag, but heck I’ve been told otherwise in the past, so here goes:

I apologise for typo’s etc, if you see any major errors let me know and I’ll correct them.


She knows she shouldn’t keep going into his place of work and mulling over the records.  She doesn’t have any money in her pockets; just some fluff, a screwed up tissue and a button that pinged from her jeans a few days ago.

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Characters: Gabriel x Reader

Summary: Turns out when Gabriel actually falls in love he is nowhere near as smooth as he would like to think he is.

Word Count: 1122 words

Prompt: “There’s a difference between following and stalking you know.”

A/N: This is for @deals-with-demons writing challenge.  I had an idea originally but it kinda morphed into this.  I am so sorry, I don’t know what happened with this one.  

Originally posted by lucifersagents

What happens when an archangel falls in love?  What is he supposed to do about it?  He could handle lust easily enough, amuse himself with flirting, but when the real thing hit he never stood a chance.  He sat staring out over the city, a bottle of whiskey in his hand. Taking a lazy swig of the amber liquid he wondered what it would be like if he could actually feel its effect. You haunted his thoughts no matter what he did.  Sitting here high above everything your laughter echoed through his mind and he let out a frustrated groan.  He remembered the first time he had laid eyes on you.  He had been bored, decided he hadn’t messed with the Winchesters in a while and so he dropped in.  

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