because you guys sort of asked too

Suits, volleyball, and all the headcanon in between.

[Terushima, Futakuchi, Noya, Tanaka, Ushijima and Tendou here]
[Akiteru, Kei, Kageyama and Hinata here]
[Ladies of Karasuno here]

Kuroo.

  • Black on black. No tie, open two-buttoned suit jacket that hugs his waist, the top two buttons of his shirt are undone. Tailored wingtip derbies, black and matte- polished to perfection.
    • He’s actually the one who dislikes wearing suits the most (I mean, have you seen the guy, he literally looks like he throws on whatever he has lying on his bed).
    • Oh, but if you challenge him, or if the need arises- he’s going to be the sexiest guy in the room because he sure as hell isn’t going to lose at anything.
      • Hours of research and a lot of changing rooms is not going to be for nothing. If he’s going to suffer, he’s going to do some real damage before he goes (namely to your short-circuited brain and perhaps severe blood loss via nosebleed).
    • He tried the red and black combination once, until a girl actually came up to him and asked him which host club he worked at, and he’s stuck to black from then on.
    • Those undone buttons on his shirt? Collarbones. They’re so sharp that they can slice through paper, and it makes his neck slimmer and his smirk all the sexier.
    • Everything’s been absolutely tailored at least twice, and it’s so on purpose. Can you imagine those legs- miles and miles of slim height and oh, he knows you’re staring. He’ll wink right back.
      • Now that he thinks about it, he’s never had to buy his own drink before, and thus Kuroo’s legendary alcohol tolerance was born.

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The Playbook- Jughead Jones

Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Description: Chuck asks Reader to homecoming, Jughead thinks its a bad idea. Turns out, he was right.

Warnings: Swearing, reader has sort of a mild panic attack, but nothing too serious. This was a request from an anon who liked one of the headcanons in the non-asexual Jughead list. Hope you guys like it!!!

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I sat at a table in the student lounge by myself, waiting for my best friend Jughead. I had my sketch pad out, messing around and trying to keep myself busy.I didn’t really like sitting alone, because usually Reggie and his gang of man-children would take the attention of the student lounge, and I would be subjected to the torture that is their awful and offensive banter.I glanced around the room, uninterested, until my eyes caught the gaze of another, Chuck Clayton.

Chuck was caption of the football team, formerly co-caption with Jason Blossom before he was killed. I had never heard anything bad about him, and he sat next to me in my math class. I helped him out a bit with his schoolwork once in a while.He was actually a really kind person from what I could tell.
Chuck stood up, walking towards me. I froze, wondering why in the hell anybody like Chuck Clayton would give me the time of day.

“Hey, y/n.” Chuck stood in front of me, smiling brightly.

“Uh, hey Chuck, are you having any trouble with the geometry homework?” I asked him, beginning to pull out my textbook from my bag.

“No, uh, I actually wanted to ask you something.” Chuck stopped me.“I was wondering if, maybe you’d like to uh, go to homecoming with me?”
I froze again, taken back at his question.

“Me?“I looked around the room as if he may be confusing me with someone else.

“Yeah, you.” Chuck confirmed, chuckling a bit.

“Uh, o-ok, yeah, I’ll go with you.” I blushed, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. I didn’t see the harm in saying yes, he was a nice guy, and it wasn’t like anybody else would ever ask me.

“Great! Uh, are you free tomorrow? Maybe we could meet up after school and hang out or something?” Chuck offered.

“Alright, yeah, I can do that.”

“Cool, I’ll see you then.” Chuck grinned, walking back to his group of friends.
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“Hey, Juggie.” I smiled warmly at my friend, sliding in to the booth next to him. I laid my head on his shoulder, his screen open as he typed.

“Hey, y/n.” Jughead pressed a quick kiss to the top of my head before returning his attention to his novel.

“How was your day?” I asked him, looping my arm around his and scooting closer to cuddle in to his side.

“Oh, same old same old.Nothing interesting.” Jughead hummed, leaning his head against mine. Jughead wasn’t huge on showing affection in public, but he put up with me always cuddling in to his side.“How was yours?”

"Well, it was…interesting, to say the least."I sighed, taking a sip of the Jughead’s root beer.

"How so?”

“Well, Chuck Clayton asked me to homecoming.”

I felt Jughead tense before looking down at me with a shocked look on his face.

“What did you say?”

“I said sure.” I shrugged, taking another sip of his root beer.

“Are you feeling alright?” Jughead placed his hand over my forehead, as if he was checking to see if I had a fever. I swatted his hands away and slid over to the opposite booth seat.

"Quit it, Jug."I warned.

"This is a big deal!"Jughead fired, his hands waving wildly.

"It’s not!” I shot back.

"It’s the captain of the football team!”

"And?”

And?Y/n, he’s only one of the biggest players at our whole school!You know about The Playbook!”

“Jughead, that’s just a silly rumor."I argued.Jughead slammed his laptop shut.

"I can’t believe you’re actually going to go to homecoming with that….that….that imbecile!”

Jughead!Just because “that imbecile” is on the football team, doesn’t make him a bad person!“ I stood up, grabbing my backpack.

"Wait, y/n."Jughead reached for my wrist but I pulled away.

"I won’t be here tomorrow, I’m seeing Chuck after school.“ I paced out of the diner, ignoring Jughead’s protests.
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I hadn’t talk to Jughead all day, or Betty, or Veronica.The girls, Jughead, and Kevin seemed to be on some kind of mission, and I wasn’t going to talk to them anyways. I was sure Jughead told them all about Chuck asking me to homecoming.

When school was over, I waited in the library, where Chuck had texted me, asking me to meet up with him. I sat at a table in the corner, working on a book report until he showed. 10 minutes passed, which turned in to 20, then 30, then an hour, and I soon realized that I had been stood up. I gathered all my stuff and compiled it in to my backpack neatly, before zipping it up and swinging it over my shoulder. I pushed the bridge of my glasses up my nose and began to make my way out of the library. Jughead was going to gloat in all of his glory when I told him about what happened.

As I turned opened the door of the library, cold liquid was thrown in my face, drenching my front from head to toe. I gasped loudly, my eyes burning as I wiped the slush-like substance from my face.

"How’s your slushie, freak?!” I opened my eyes to Reggie holding a slushie cup, with about 5 or 6 guys laughing at m, one of them being Chuck.One of the jocks was holding a phone, recording the whole scene.

“Do you really think Chuck would ever ask a weirdo like you to homecoming?"One of the jocks laughed.

"News flash, nobody would ask you out even if you were the last girl on earth, you frigid bitch.”I looked at Chuck, hurt in my eyes.Chuck just smiled, before opening his mouth.

“Don’t take it too personal, y/n, it’s just-” Chuck kicked off the wall he was leaning against, strolling over to me.He leaned down so he was eye level to me."Nobody would ever waste their time on you.You’re not worth it.”

I shoved past Chuck, tears falling down my face. I ran down the hallways of the school, shoving the front doors open and running home as fast as I could.I swung my front door open, running past my mom and up the stairs.I heard my mother shout for me, but I just wanted to take a shower and crawl in to a hole and die.

I stripped off all my clothes and got in, rinsing the sticky drink out of my hair. After I was finished, I threw on some comfy clothes and wrapped a blanket around me, sitting on the edge of my bed.

“Honey.” My mom knocked on my door, opening it slowly.“You’ve gotta get ready, the football game is soon.” She took one look at me and knew something was wrong, sitting next to me on my bed.“Sweetheart, what’s wrong?"My mom rubbed my back soothingly.I fessed up, telling her everything, from yesterday when Chuck asked me out, to Jughead and I’s fight, to the slushie incident.

"Oh honey, I’m so so sorry."My mom pulled me in to her chest, embracing me tightly."If you don’t wanna go tonight, I completely understand.” My mom ran her fingers through my hair while my tears stained her shirt.

“No, I have to go, I promised Josie I’d sing with her tonight.” I wiped away my tears, taking a deep breath and calming myself down. After a few more minutes and my mom making promises to call the principal and “kick Chuck where the sun don’t shine”, she left my room so I could get ready for tonight.

I threw on the outfit I was wearing tonight and grabbed my coat, setting it on my bed with my purse and doing my hair.I did only a little bit of makeup, enough to cover up the fact that I had cried alone in my room for 3 hours, and then I slipped on my boots and went downstairs.

Archie was sat on my couch, swinging his keys around his finger. I loved on the other side of Betty, so he always offered to drive me to games, since he would be heading there anyways.

“Hey, Arch.” I smiled. Archie looked at me sadly before getting up and hugging me tightly.

“Okay, who died.” I joked, hugging my friend back.

“I know what Chuck did to you.” Archie whispered. My fingers clenched around the fabric of his varsity jacket.

“It’s okay.” I moved away so I could look at Archie.“Arch, it’s ok.”

“It’s not ok, it’s-” Archie began to yell and I caught his face in my hands, turning him to look at me.

“I’m.Ok.See?” I stood back and twirled a bit.“ No bumps, no bruises, just a stupid boy who thought he could get to me.” He had gotten to me, but I wasn’t going to let Archie, or anyone for that matter, know.

“Alright, well, Jughead and Betty are doing stuff for the blue and gold with Veronica and Kevin. They said they would meet us at the game, so…”

“Alright, well let’s get going!” I hugged my mom goodbye before leaving out my front door and climbing in to Mr. Andrews truck.
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It was the third quarter of the game and the rest of my friends still hadn’t shown up, contrary to what Archie had told me earlier. I had long since performed on stage with Josie and was sitting alone on the bleachers.
“Wow, you’re pathetic!” A girl called out to me, laughing with her friend while she pointed at her phone. I saw a video playing of me getting slushied, except on a loop, and Chuck’s words repeating in the background.

Nobody would ever waste their time on you
You’re not worth it
You’re not worth it
You’re not worth it

I stood from the bleachers, running down the steps as fast as I could. Apparently, Chuck humiliating me in front of half the football team wasn’t enough?

I started hyperventilating, feeling everybody’s eyes on me as phones started to beep, the same video being sent to the whole school. People started laughing and whispering as they looked at me and I couldn’t stop myself from bursting in to tears.My vision was blurred and I started to feel trapped in a hole that was just getting smaller, and smaller, and smal-

“Y/n!"Somebody gripped my shoulders tightly, and I saw Veronica standing in front of me. she looked at me with concern on her face, her eyebrows raised as if looking for answers.

"Chuck…he…he…oh god, Ronnie, the whole school knows.” I wrapped my arms around her neck, collapsing in to her arms.

“Shhh, I know, I know.” Ronnie hugged me back, running her hand down my hair gently to calm me down as my body racked with sobs.

“We gotta go, ok? I don’t think Kevin can hold off Jughead much longer, and-”

“Wait, what?” I gave her the concerned look this time.

Listen, the reason we’re late is because we found the playbook.Its real, and it’s got almost every girl in it, you and I the newest victims.”

“Who put you in it?"I asked her.

"Chuck and I went on a date last night, and he sticky mapled me."Veronica explained.

"Sticky maple? What’s a sticky Ma-”

“Listen, I can tell you all about it later, but right now w-”

“We gotta go, like, now, Jughead is pissed.” Betty came running up the stairs.“I’ve never seen him like this, like, ever.”I followed Betty and Veronica down the bleachers, to the football fence where Kevin stood, his back facing us and his hands wrapped tightly around Jughead’s shoulders.Jughead himself looked like a raging bull seeing red, his nostrils flaring and his jaw clenched.When he saw me, he shoved Kevin out of the way, jogging towards me.

“Why didn’t you tell me what happened right away?!?!” Jughead cried.His palms went to my cheeks, wiping away the tears still falling down my face.

“I-I don’t know, we had gotten in to a fight, and I had left it off bad, and I-”

“Y/n, it’s ok, it’s ok, alright?I’m always here for you, always, I-”

“Well, well, well, looks like you can’t keep the freaks away from each other.Let me guess, it was you that helped him hide the body, right, weirdo?” Chuck leaned against the fence, helmet resting between his hip and forearm.

Jughead wrapped his hands around my shoulders and moved me gently so I wasn’t in front of him anymore before walking calmly up to Chuck, pulling his arm back, and clocking Chuck right in the jaw. Chuck went tumbling down, falling on his ass.

“Hey, freak show, wanna tussle?” Reggie came marching over, seeing the commotion.

“Listen, we all know you get your sexist views from the 50’s, but can you not use their lingo too? It kinda makes you look like a-"Reggie punched Jughead and I gasped. Jughead wiped the blood now coming from his mouth, spitting the rest at Reggie’s feet.

A tool.” Jughead finished.

Reggie shoved Jughead and I came running forward, trying to block Reggie from Jughead. Reggie pushed me out of the way and I fell on my back.Jughead was already knocking his fists in to Reggie’s face, Reggie trying to block him. I began to go in again and was lifted in the air by Chuck, being thrown over his shoulder.

“Time to take out the trash!“Chuck laughed, hauling me off.I started screaming and thrashing in his arms, kicking my legs and waving my arms.

"Put her down!” Veronica screamed, shoving Chuck’s chest. Chuck pushed her down and Betty yelped, running over to help Ronnie up.

Archie began pulling Reggie off of Jughead, and he turned around to see me thrown over Chuck’s shoulder.Jug ran towards Chuck, doing anything he could to grab me from his arms.He kicked Chuck in the stomach, which caused him to stumble backward, and took the opportunity to grab me from his arms and pulling me away from Chuck.

“You’re fucking insane!” Chuck screamed.

“Says the one who tried to haul off with y/n!” Betty screamed back. Betty, Jughead, Kevin, and Archie now stood protectively around Veronica and I.

“What the hell is going on?” Principal Weatherbee hollered from the football field gate, Coach Clayton and the Mayor behind him.

“Chuck, you are in serious trouble!” The coach spoke to his son in a loud tone.

“Dad, they were the ones who-”

“Son, I know about the playbook.” The coach interrupted.“ And I’ve seen the video of what you did to that poor girl.Come on!” The coach grabbed Reggie and Chuck by the shoulders, dragging them back inside the football field and towards the school.The mayor and principal Weatherbee followed.
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After the whole commotion at the game, Archie was benched, because he had a bloody nose after the fight with Reggie. Jughead had it way worse, a black eye now adorning the right side of his face and a swollen lip, as well as a busted nose to match that of his best friends. He had a few cuts and bruises on his upper body, but nothing a little first aid couldn’t help.

Jughead now stood in front of me in his pajamas. Archie had drove everyone back to Betty’s, and I immediately dragged Jughead to my house to clean him up while the girls and Kevin set up an impromptu movie night/sleepover to make up for the shitty events earlier on in the night.

“You’ve been eerily silent."Jughead broke the silence as I wiped the cut on his chin with hydrogen peroxide.Jughead hissed at the discomfort.

"I’m just-” I sighed, setting down the napkin in the counter next to me.“I’m an idiot.”

“Y/n, you’re not an idiot.”

“I should have listened to you though.You were right about Chuck and I still went through with it anyways and-” I trailed off, not wanting to relive this afternoon.

“As much as I love hearing you say I was right.” Jughead smiled proudly. “What you need to know is that, everything Chuck said about you is a lie.”

“It’s wasn’t, Jug, he was right."I shook my head, beginning to cry once more.

"No, y/n, don’t say that.” Jughead rested his hands on the counter by either side of my thighs, capturing me in his lean and firm frame.I looked up at him, my eyes red and puffy.

“Jughead, I’m not worth it. None of this was worth it. You getting a black eye and a busted lip and a bloody nose wasn’t worth it!I’m pathetic! I’m a freak, I’m-” I waved my hands around wildly, and Jughead caught my wrists with my hands, holding on to them firmly but gently.

“Hey, hey, hey!” Jughead spoke softly, yet loud enough to get my attention.I stopped, looking at him.“You are worth it, ok? In my mind, in my..my everything, you’re worth it.You have always been worth it and you always will be worth it.” Jughead’s hands went around my cheeks, his thumbs stroking the sides of my face lovingly.

And then I was kissing Jughead.

My fingers were tangled in his hair, his beanie cap knocked off and long forgotten on the tile floor somewhere, his arms pulling me flush to his body. My legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him even closer, and the only time we stopped was to catch our breath for a second before kissing again.

A muffled shout was heard and I tore away from Jughead, to see the girls standing at Betty’s kitchen window, their phones in hand, taking pictures of us. Archie appeared behind them, two thumbs up being thrown in the air.

“We have an audience.” I hid my face in the crook of his neck, my nervous laughs muffled.

“I noticed.” Jughead flipped them off and they giggled, shutting the curtains quickly.

“When we get over there, they’re in for it.” Jughead mumbled, dipping his head back down to kiss me again.

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HI HI HI OMG I REALLY LOVE YOUR SHINEE and MX HOLDING HANDS EVEN THO UR JUST FRIENDS THING HUHU (TBH I LOVE YOU AND YOUR WRITING IN GENERAL LIKE U INSPIRE ME TO WRITE thank u for taking the time to do all this ahhh) I was wondering if you could write one for GOT7?! love those boys to death ahhh

org req: what would mx do if you were to randomly hold their hand while you guys are walking down the street, but you’re just friends? (They like you and you like them but you’re not dating)?

JB seems like he’d kind of get a little embarrassed and sort of not hold your hand back just because he’d be unsure of the situation and if you wanted him to react. You’d maybe ask him if it’s too awkward for you to hold his hand and he’d be like “No, it’s just,,,,,,do you want me to hold your back?” and you’d just be like yes oh my god Jaebum that’s what I want and he’d be like oh! well then I could do that. I think you’d see JB’s super soft side come out.

Mark would wordlessly move his hand so that instead of you just holding his, he can entwine your fingers together. You’d be a little startled, but Mark would regard it really calmly because hey - you initiated this, why not make it as romantic as possible? Mark has a lot of moves up his sleeve. 

Jackson would try to contain his excitement, but his palm is getting sweaty and all of a sudden he’s skipping instead of walking and you’d giggle into your free palm because Jackson seems over the clouds just with hand holding and you’d sort of wonder would he just combust if you kissed him on the cheek? Yes, yes he would. 

Jinyoung would give you a look, a kind of questioning and curious look. You might slow down and he’d sort of ask you, straightforwardly if you’re holding his hand because you think you’re going to get lost or for the other obvious reason. When you give your answer, Jinyoung will kind of look at your hand before smiling to himself and gripping your palm in his a little tighter. 

Youngjae would get scared and assume something is happening and be like “Ah- is everything ok? Did someone scare you?” and you’d be like “No, I just,,,,,,,your hand looked soft so I wanted to hold it.” and Youngjae would get a little pink in the face but say something silly like “O-oh it’s not that soft,,,,,,” because he’d be a little shy but you’d just laugh and be like “Really? I think it is!” which would make him get even more soft but it’d be adorable. 

Bambam would try and play oblivious and chill, but inside he’s probably losing it. He’d at some point be like “Do you want to switch hands, just this one is getting a little hot?” and you’d look up at him and that’s when Bambam would crack and be like “We don’t have to switch, please keep holding my hand.”  

Yugyeom would giggle and start humming to himself in happiness and he’d kind of think you’re just being playful but if you bring up his hand and kiss the top of his palm he’d maybe hiccup in surprise but then go straight back to giggling. He’d be really happy though, because finally you guys get to do cute couple like things (and Jinyoung isn’t there to prevent it I mean what?)

Closing the ask box!

// I’ve gotten well over 500 asks! I’m closing the ask box so I can start sorting through them all and putting them together since a lot of them are similar questions.

// I’m starting on an “Origin’s” comic for the entire crew, because 99 percent of the time that’s what you guys are asking for.

// Also, for the 5,000 followers pic, most of y’all want a big group pic of our dorks. So I’m working on that too! Thanks for everyone’s input!

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Tell me a mistaken identify story!

“I really think I need to speak to whoever the supervisor here is,” Stella says, staring at her first job briefing in her e-mail inbox.

“Everybody feels like that with their first mission,” says Marion, who just seemed like a very nice HR rep until about thirty seconds ago. She’s wearing a pin with a cat on it. She should not be allowed to be part of a terrifying spy organization if she wears pins with cats on them.

“No, I—there’s been some kind of huge mistake.”

“You were chosen for this job, I promise, we pay utmost attention to our candidates’ strengths and weaknesses. This should be a walk in the park for you. If you still feel the need to protest after this first assignment, we’ll refer you up to speak to someone more in charge, but you understand that clearance to see them can be something of a tricky issue.”

The message in her inbox is still telling her that she’s supposed to take down an international smuggling ring. This is not the nice IT job trial period she thought she was getting. However, if she tells the scary spy agency people this, they are probably going to disappear her, so she’s just going to have to take down an international smuggling ring.

Sure. Cool.


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Viktor’s Love

Ok I have to get to work so this is gonna be rushed af and incoherent and all but like can we just take a moment because

Like Yuuri being precious smol innocent sinamon roll as always, just happy to finally stand by everyone and share food and drinks and all, ever so grateful that he’s come this far, and met the love of his life in the process, which he couldn’t even get the nerve to talk to before. But we now know that’s not true because he basically declared his love via interpretive dance. Exhibit A:

LOOK. AT. THEIR. FACES. 

Ok so it goes without saying that this is where Viktor fell in love. He’s just like omg this quiet meek guy is not what he seems like at all and by god just marry me already. And THEN, this darling little Katsudon goes on, after they’ve already parted, goes on to perform Viktor’s very own Stay Close to Me:

WHICH I’M PRETTY SURE VIKTOR INTERPRETED AS SOMETHING ALONG THE LINES OF: I haven’t forgotten; please come back to me, please be my coach. Look how well I skated this piece, just for you. This is me proving I’m worthy to skate with you as my coach.

Which leads me to this. Viktor’s priceless reaction:

Because like, ok. Imagine being Viktor. You share this amazing night with this guy and you fall in love at first dance basically, and it’s just so so great because again look at how much FUN they’re having together and the way they’re smiling at each other and it’s like Viktor says in this episode, love and life were something he’d ignored for far too long. But here comes Yuuri to change all that. 

And now imagine, showing up at that hot spring. Like tada here I am! Aren’t you glad! And Yuuri freaking the fuck out. And Viktor thinking how endearing that is because aw he’s shy. 

Aw he’s embarrassed from everything that happened when they were drunk

Aw he just needs to open up his walls and he’ll be the same guy he met on that night. 

If you ask me I think this explains Viktor’s boldness throughout the series. Because it’s like he’s been in love all. this. time. and he’s just going around assuming Yuuri is the same way. The whole ‘let’s sleep together’ and ‘be my boyfriend’ and ‘tell me all about yourself’ at the beginning isn’t just Viktor being a cocky bastard. It’s Viktor being in love. In complete and absolute love. 

And it sort of explains the whole Eros thing too. Because it’s not just on a random whim or even the fact that Viktor wants Yuuri to step out of his comfort zone. It’s because he KNOWS he’s more than capable, because he’s SEEN it before. 

Which he follows with something along the lines of ‘you’ll show it to me soon, won’t you?’ 

Which basically now I’m gonna interpret as Viktor trying to get Yuuri to understand that what he did on that night was a hell of a lot more seductive than Yuuri himself might even realize, and if he can control that, then it’ll be the hook line sinker that’ll get him to finals. 

Also a bit of revenge since, I’m assuming this was probably the first time Viktor was ever caught off guard. I mean seeing Yuuri doing things like that was probably enough to catch anyone off guard. And so maybe this whole time Viktor was just trying to get even, trying to prove that he could seduce Yuuri just as much as Yuuri had seduced him (and not exactly in the sultry way).

And I just. I’m so happy. 

Please excuse my rambles. I’ll try to edit this after I get home.

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K-chan news 2017.06.13 where Koyama learns Tegoshi is human after all, and they talk about fathers, funerals and divorces  

So as promised here’s the transcript. I skipped non-essential parts but the two main talks are in full so you can hear it from the guys directly. There might still be minor inaccuracies, mostly because Japanese language itself is tricky but I did mt best.

By the way, the video I attached is missing about a minute, from when they start talking about Sakura Girl. I couldn’t find another one and my audio file is too big for uploading. 

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Jughead & Reader: No Control

Summary: After helping Jughead cope with his breakup with Betty, you realized that you could not stop thinking about him. The only problem was that you were dating his best friend, Archie. But one day while hanging out with Jughead, something happens that changes your relationship.

Requested by: anonymous


Listen to: 41 Days - Kim Sung Kyu


With your hands in your pockets, you walked up the path to the Andrews’s front door just as the streetlights came on. You looked down the street and noticed Betty and Jughead standing together in her front yard. Curious, you couldn’t help but eavesdrop. Standing in front of the door with your hand raised before you knocked, you overheard Betty sharing her grievances about their relationship. 

You knocked and looked over at the two of them, noticing Jughead getting frustrated with her. He shook his head and turned away from Betty before walking away from her. “Jughead, wait!” She called after him. 

The door opened. “Hey,” Archie said as he grabbed your hand and pulled you inside with a grin. 

“Hey.” You tried to shake away the curiosities that raced in your mind as you kissed your boyfriend. “I smell pizza,” you noted as you looked past his shoulder into the kitchen. 

“I just ordered. Come on.” He smiled and walked with you into the kitchen where you sat down at the island and ate a slice. 

You were so interested in the fight that Betty and Jughead had, that you had to ask Archie. “What’s going on with Betty and Jug?”

Archie shrugged his shoulders. “They’ve been having problems lately. I don’t know why.”

You sighed. It sucked seeing Jughead sad and upset but you also felt a sense of relief that his relationship with Betty might be over. You weren’t sure why you felt that way exactly. It was a mystery to you that you cared so much about Jughead despite the fact you were in a happy, healthy relationship with Archie Andrews. 

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Harry Potter Preferences #2:{Moder-ish}Movie you watch together

GOLDEN TRIO ERA

Draco:

Love Actually;Draco was a little hesitant at first, but after forcing him to sit and watch it with you, he actually enjoyed it. He kept making several references after watching the film and you were ecstatic to see him happy. The references did get old after a while, but if it made Draco smile, then you didn’t really mind.

Harry:

Captain America;The Winter Soldier; You both loved superhero movies, but this one held a special place in Harry’s heart. He felt “a personal connection” to Steve Rogers because “they were both underestimated and kindhearted heroes.“It got a bit annoying really. He sobbed when Steve was about to die and Bucky saved him. He’s a big shipper of Stucky.

Hermione:

Beauty and The Beast; Hermione was soooooo excited to see it, it had only recently been opened in Theaters and she didn’t want to give up the opportunity. You gladly took her, ready to see the movie just as much as she was. Once the film started, a young and beautiful girl strolled into view. You were both rather startled. She looked just like Hermione! You turned to her with a smirk and asked if she had some sort of a doppelgänger. She strongly glared at you.,clearly annoyed at what just happened. You just laughed in her face, causing the entire theater to yell at you.

Ron:

50 First Dates; You don’t particularly care for that movie, but Ron loves it. Majorly because of the comedy that always comes with an Adam Sandler movie. He also knows that while you may not like that movie, it always makes you smile and feel better if you’re feeling down. His favorite scene is when the Lucy beats up the weird Chinese guy. It’s your favorite too.

Neville:

The Fault in Our Stars;You didn’t want Neville to watch the movie because he’s a cryer. He would sob at practically every scene. Which he did when you finally agreed to let him watch it. You held him I’m your arms as he cried over Gus’s death. You had tears of your own that dribbled down your face. You tried to assure each other that it wasn’t real, that it didn’t really happen, but fictional deaths are as real as Actual deaths.

Luna:

The outsiders; You and Luna deeply loved the film because you both knew what it was like it be an outsider. The two of you empathized with the gang of greasers and how they were treated. Your appreciation of the movie ran far deeper than Luna’s. This movie helped you though your ptsd that the war caused. It helped to erase the pain. Luna was already happy, but she couldn’t pretend that the war hadn’t affected her as well.

Fred:

Mean Girls; You really didn’t have any idea how you and Fred wound up watching Mean Girls. The two of you were just lounging around when suddenly the door of your DVD player popped open, and the film was put in. The time wasn’t wasted seeing as You and Fred had a lot of commentary. The most memorable being Fred’s remark,“She’s a bitch” to almost every character.

George:

The Maze Runner; You loved the books, but you were a bit skeptical to see how the movie would turn out. The book is usually better after all. You hadn’t seen it in theaters, you wanted this to be a private moment. George wanted to view the film as well, his curiosity peaked. You and George had entangled yourselves together on the couch, waiting for the previews to end so you could watch the actual movie. Finally, the menu popped up, and you shakily pressed play, anxiously awaiting to judge whether or not you were right. Let’s just say, the movie was good, but the book was still better.

MARAUDERS ERA

James:

If I stay;It’s the movie that you and James always watch on Valentine’s Day. It always makes James sad because he wonders what would happen if you were Mia and he was Adam. It always brings you two closer together yet more afraid of losing the other. It also shows you that you never really know when everything could be taken from you. So you need to make the most of every moment.

Sirius:

The breakfast club; Sirius claims that he only watches it because of Judd Nelson, while you claim that you only watch it because you’re bored. You both loved how the film was unapologetically honest about his things were for teens, and it was absolutely true. Sirius sympathized with the rebel because he knew what it was like to grow up in an abusive family and be changed by it. You sympathized with the brainiac, knowing how discriminated against intellectuals such as yourself were.

Remus:

Inside out; Remus simply adored the metaphor behind the Disney film, the fact that emotions are a bigger part of us than we realize.He was entranced with psychology and emotions, the movie only deepened his obsession. He’d barely pay attention to you when you two are watching it. You’d usually end up throwing a pillow or your scarf at him, managing to snatch a bit of his attention.

Lily:

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them; You loved animals, especially magical ones,so you loved that there was a movie about them. Both you and Lily found the film a bit odd though, Newt Scamander seemed very familiar. You let it go, he probably wasn’t even real anyway. The suspicion stayed with the two of you as you watched the film. Who was Newt Scamander?

Regulus:

Finding Dory;Regulus was only in it for Baby Dory and Baby Dory only. He never expressed his enthusiasm for the movie but nevertheless he was in love with it. You were suprised to see him like that, he was usually very dark and brooding. Now all of a sudden he was putting the film into your DVD player and shushing you so that he could properly hear.

Severus:

Footloose; You loved old types of Movies and you loved Dancing. So when you found a movie that was both of your favorite things, you just had to watch it. You made Severus watch it with you, much to his protests, which you fully ignored. After finishing it, Sev did admit that he “sort of liked it.”

Peter:

Suicide Squad; You thought that maybe Peter was a bit too excited for the dc movie. However,you didn’t really pay attention to it. Peter had been acting strangely lately and if this helped him, then you certainly weren’t going to object. No matter how much it worried you.

Shut up. Peter Maximoff x Reader

A/n: dunno how this started but ok .

Warning: kinda short , kinda smutty

Shut up.

Keeping your relationship with Peter a secret was hard. Seeing as you were the sassiest girl in school that had the ability to mimic and even copy mutations from other mutants and keep that in a “collection” of sorts .

Let’s face it , almost every guy tried to ask you out , Scott tried multiple times too, but you said no to to all but Peter.

You kept it a secret because if it will be out for all to know , people will just not leave you or Peter alone.

It was finally lunch break so you were sitting across from Peter with Scott, Kurt, Jubilee and Jean .

As you were munching in a bag of chips your mind went blank as you were in a daze but soon you got back to listening to your friends and you were right on time too.

Peter and Scott got in to and argument again and this one was good.

“Say , (Y/n) out of both of us which one would you fuck with ?” Scott ask with a smug grin on his face.

Yeah you were right on time.

You kept eating.

“None of you.” You say in a blunt tone. You were going to ignore it but seeing Peter’s eyes you knew he was not letting it go .

“Aww come on babe, which one of us , you can tell me” he said trying to be smooth while Scott glared at him.

Ok, I see where your going , you though as you didn’t think too hard for a come back.

“Shut up Maximoff, I wear heels bigger than your dick.” You say , a slight smirk on your face.

As soon as your words settle Scott started laughing as he saw the shocked and blushing face of Peter Maximoff.

A smirk plays on your lips as you stand up to leave , seeing as your work here was done.

But as soon as you were out of sight you felt arms wrap themselves around your waist and you were no longer in the hall but in your room against a wall and off the ground. Looking up and seeing the chocolate eyes you love , angered but at the same time full of lust. You wrap your legs around his waist so that you didn’t fall.

“What’s wrong Pete~” you say smirking.

“Oh you will really regret saying that back there babe.“with that hi picked you up, hands firmly haters wanna fuck with me on your ass , as he carried you to the bed.

Originally posted by future-mrs-rogers-peterm

anonymous asked:

HCs for the paladins singing voices?

I sat here drinking sake while writing this so hopefully it’s not too bad lmaooo. I tried to write yesterday but I couldn’t get anything out that sounded good. (I just ended up drawing some nonsense later.) I hope you guys don’t mind I updated tonight! 

- Mod Enki


Shiro:

  • Pretty decent. He has a nice smooth singing voice but don’t ask him to sing super super involved songs with him because he will not be able to hit anything higher than the range he’s comfortable with. He has no sort of musical back ground what so ever since he’s never really found much success in it. I could see him being much more into sports when he was younger.
  • Once his s/o asked him to sing with them and he tried his best but in the end the two of them just ended up in a giggling fit b/c he tried to hit a high note and it was b a d. It more than likely becomes an inside joke between him and his s/o. 
  • When he’s doing some sort of menial task or just messing with his s/o’s hair when they’re just chilling he’ll sing a bit to himself. Will NOT sing in front of the other paladins like could you even imagine. They would tease him relentlessly about it pls,,, let him be a nerd by himself or with his s/o.

Lance:

  • The best at singing because he picked up playing the guitar as a hobby when he was younger to try and woo girls in his classes. It just kind of stuck since then and became a real hobby of his. Even if he doesn’t have a guitar around in space his s/o can catch him trying to do the vocals and guitar parts at the same time.
  • Honestly reminds of this guy in high school who kept bringing his guitar to class and kept trying to hit on the girls in my physics class. One time he asked anyone if they wanted to hear him sing and play and I was kidding but I said: “Serenade my candy sweet candy ass.” AND HE FUCKING CAME OVER AND SAT ON MY DESK AND STARTED PLAYING AND SINGING I got so embarrassed okay I didn’t think it would happen omg omg.
  • He can sing almost any song you ask him even if it’s a bit out of his range. (Can transpose it into a different key if it’s not in a good range.) He has a soft singing voice so he could totally sing his s/o to sleep. He could belt out some song if he needed to though he’s not shy at all. Pls ask him to sing he likes to show off and win your heart like a meme boy.

Keith:

  • In contrast to Lance,,, Please DONT ask him to sing he’s not very good at it. Sure he could sing a song quietly to himself but he can’t full out sing or anything. Would die if his s/o heard him singing something he had stuck in his head or a favorite song. 
  • Tried to pick up playing an instrument when he was little but it never really appealed to him. I could honestly see him being more of a decent drummer than a singer. He would be able to pick out rhythms and play them back really well but don’t ask him to sing back anything. Miss him with that singing shit.
  • If his s/o asks him to sing he will refuse. He has absolutely no confidence in his singing voice whatsoever but maybe every so often he’ll try to pick a place to come in and surprise himself a bit when he finds out he sung it pretty well. Has a surprisingly higher voice than you’d think.

Hunk:

  • Lance probably got him into singing when he first tried playing the guitar. Definitely suckered into singing stuff with Lance all the time so he has a pretty good singing voice. Has good relative pitch and really helps out Lance when he’s trying to figure out a tune on the guitar. A lot of, “No no, it’s a C not a F that you’re looking for.”
  • Both him and Lance are self taught but they would have some sort of music education. Hunk has more than Lance though, hence the relative pitch. He’s really trained his ear so he’s good at singing back songs and harmonizing. (Mostly because Lance always wanted to lead melody parts so he’s have to harmonize.)
  • You bet your ass he will sing when he’s cooking alone. When he really gets into the groove he sings pretty out and openly. Has a soft but still very firm voice. Honestly has a much stronger voice than the others.

Pidge:

  • Forget it. She cannot sing and don’t ask her to sing. Her dad used to sing a lot of dumb songs to try make her laugh but she has an aversion to singing. I can see her family being nerds and going into song and she would just be there trying to get away. You can’t escape Pidge… You can never escape your meme family. 
  • If she ever tries to sing she’s going to have a pretty high and thin voice. Finds it awkward to go from her low to her high reach a lot of the time to the point where her voice will crack and she will immediately stop. She gets really embarrassed with herself when she tries to sing and ends up failing. Always vows to never sing again after she fucks up yet she still ends up trying again later. 
  • Would rather listen to her s/o sing than sing herself. Though she tends to get jealous of people who can sing because it’s a skill she never bothered to learn. Then again, no one knows how to work tech like she does. Finds more pride in scientific pursuits than in any sort of fine arts.

*he comes and sits down on a chair* Hey everyone…
I’m guessing this wasn’t a post you guys want to see huh?
Well…
It happened…
This week kinda fell in a bad spot for me…
Its not because of my real life but my life online as of late…
Monday,I unfortunately broke up with my girlfriend because she was just too busy with other people,shopping and school…
It was sort of hard for me to do but I had to…
She just didn’t see me as someone important so I just had to do it…
Later that night,I told my friend why I was upset and she felt heavy sympathy for me.
Later on,she asked me to be her boyfriend.I had thought it over a bit and I decided to go with it….
Wednesday…
My best friend was upset…
I talked to them about there problem but they just stopped talking to me suddenly…
I tried to them but they just ignored me…
Then I just said to them “No one ever wants me to help them anymore…”
Then they get upset at me and just yell at me saying I don’t care about them since I didn’t want to say it again…
They end up going away crying causing me to feel guilty a bit…
I couldn’t help them but I just hurt them…
Just like every other person I tried to help….
The next day…
I got a text from my friend saying they didn’t want to talk to me anymore and I unfortunately got overly upset…
Then my siblings were acting crazy,arguing over something stupid and I just yelled at them loud…
Then,my grandma starting yelling at me because I was yelling to loud and I just told her to just tell my siblings to be quiet but she just yelled at me and started talking about how stupid I was…
Then I say I’m not but she just keeps threating me to just shut up and then says your dad better buy you 3 some flowers which I know what that translates to…
My girlfriend later wanted to talk to me about why I was upset and I didn’t want to tell her right now so then she starts to get mad at me and start saying I was being stubborn and just says we’re done like that….
Well gee,after everyone has said “You’re amazing and great” and I try to tell everyone I’m not but whatever…
So now,that is how we got to today….
I deleted my kik app and I’ll never go back there ever again and now I’ll be deleting my tumblr app….
Its not like I’m great here…
My art isn’t terrible,I got blocked 8-9 times,and I hurt some people…
So yeah,I’ll be no longer running this tumblr ever again…
Sorry guys but I gotta do what’s best…
Before I go…
I would like to thank @e-vay and @drawloverlala inspiring me to come here and I would also like to thank @pink-cutemallow, @roluma-the-hedgehog, @tinoboy98, @wisp-white03, @pennzerofan-rippenlover, @hardcoregirlim, @zandie-baby, @extraodinarypanacea, @une-case-en-moins, @witchboyfangirl27, @my-my986, @craft-cest, @thefrickinhermit, @the-smiley-trashbag, @puzzledwowie, @linkedbythedeath, @katieaiko, @whatevenismylyfe, @lyberti-lynn, @your-marshmallow28-world, @scourge1850, @triplegirl1, @undertalefan1111, @taddl-chan, @blueiceegirl, @callmesharkster, @pollonh23, @illogical-bside-dolf, @ilona-the-hedgehog, @cheese-with-a-dream, @thebig-chillqueen, @starshot82801, @bloopist, @senpaish4dz, @jezebels-half, @mathtsundere, @catherinek22, @talented-nerd-01, @geeky-jay-brown, @bladeque, @moonlighttalons, @artgirllullaby, @thebestchatman, @arachnidepool,@xsailormobian, @tawoglove,@blade13379,@bryanthehedgehog, and @mrevaunit42 for trying your hardest to help me and being good friends of mine…. I love you all and I’ll miss you all… Lastly… I would like to say sorry to @nurse-peach,@weare–allofus–mad,@galacticnova3,and others I’ve been blocked by for disturbing you all… And now… I’m off… And all I have left to leave is this blog… For you all… *his bomb and FinnJake come to him* Come on you two… Lets go… *they then walk away,turn off the light,and shut the door*

All I Want

(requested by anon)

Kai Parker x Reader
word count
: 2 843
warning : contains smut
summary : Kai stalks Reader who is super annoyed because Kai never stops talking , dropping hints about him being in love with her and one day Reader finds Kai sleeping in her bed …
*gif by
lightwoodxalec
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“You again?” she asked , not a hint of surprise in her voice , looking at the young heretic pushing away a guy off his seat so he can seat next to her on the bar.
The past few weeks Kai had been turning up everywhere around her. It’s like he was following her , though it wasn’t him stalking her that bothered her… it was the fact he literally never stopped talking. It was somehow both super annoying and cute at the same time.
“Awh , don’t sound so disappointed sweetheart.” Kai said motioning for the bartender at the Whitmore bar , ordering a drink. “You may deny it but I know you like it when I’m around. I’ve been meaning to ask you - are you on twitter ? I tried to find you a few times but no results came out. You should follow me - Cobrakai1972.” He said smiling , taking a sip from his club soda.
Y/N turned towards him , her drink still in her hand.“No , social media is not my thing.” she said. “Why do you keep following me ? There must be something much more entertaining for you to do.”
“Maybe…” he said , a devilish spark in his eyes, “ but I like following you. You are fun and I love the sound of your voice. Plus no one else would talk to me , they just all get up and leave when they see me coming.” Kai’s eyes were glued on her , following her every move. “Hey , did you know they made Baywatch into a movie ? I don’t think it will beat the original but it sounds like fun. We should go see it , what do you say ? Just you and me at the movies , alone ..” he trailed off.
Y/N was taking a sip when he said that last bit and nearly choked from the surprise. She had expected him to say anything else but this.
“Y-you mean like a date?” she asked.
“Just two people …seeing a movie together..” he said nervously. “It could be a date , d-do you want it to be a date? Sorry , I’m nervous ..  and you’re like really pretty.” Kai said smiling.
Kai Parker nervous. Wwoow .. she thought.
“Look , Kai … ” she started, “you seem like a fun guy and everything but  I am just not interested into you in that way…and even if I was - it’s exam season which means free time is sort of hard to find.”
‘Ouch’ he mouthed. “Is it because I talk too much ? I can shut up , yeah I can totally  do that. Would you change your mind if I do ?” he said with a hopeful expression.
“Why is this so important to you?” she asked curious.
“Maybe I am in love with you.” he said , his eyes on hers , looking at the shocked expression she got at his words. He snorted. “I’m kidding , don’t look so shocked. I’m not burdened by pointless emotions like love.” he said. “I just want to spend time with you , get to know you , that’s all. Is it that weird ?” he asked.
Y/N smiled at him , glancing at the clock on the wall behind him noticing the time. “Oh God…I’m gonna be late! ”
She got up grabbed her bag and jacket running towards the door then stopped suddenly. It was rude leaving without saying goodbye , even if Kai was annoying the hell out of her lately. Y/N turned around towards Kai who looked surprised she had turned back.
“See you around…” she said and ran out leaving Kai starring after her.

The next few days were crazier that ever. Kai was still following her around , talking more than ever and dropping comments that got her thinking he might actually be in love with her or something but it seemed impossible. He was probably just bored or something …
In about a week later , all her exams were finally over. She had had the last one that day and was beyond excited about her freedom in the next few weeks. The sun had already set when she got home , tossing her bag on the couch along with her jacket. Y/N opened the fridge and poured herself a glass with orange juice and headed towards her room , walking in and grabbing her pj’s (a long slightly baggy t-shirt) , getting changed quickly before going to the bathroom. When she came back to her room and headed towards her bed she saw him , Malachai Parker , curled up on her bed sleeping. Had he been there before ? It was possible considering she hadn’t turned on the lights… She took a few steps towards him , turning on her nightstand lamp. He was wearing all black , his eyes were closed and he was mumbling something in his sleep. At first she couldn’t understand what he was saying , but then the words got clearer. Kai was saying her name , over and over with moments of silence in between. Y/N sat on the bed next to him , unable to take her eyes off him. Something inside her shifted and she ran her fingers through his hair , gently stroking his cheek afterwards.
“Damn..” she whispered smiling to herself. Kai was beyond hot , there was no denying it yet somehow it had escaped her all this time. Her heart fluttered at the thought of kissing his lips and being in his arms. She reached out , her fingers gently touching his lips trying hard not to wake him up.
A moment later she got up startled. What was she doing ? This can’t happen. she thought and started to turn away to go downstairs and sleep on the couch when suddenly he grabbed her wrist , spinning her around and tossing her onto the bed in a second. Y/N tried to catch her breath unsure what had just happened. A moment go he had been asleep and now he was towering over her , his knee placed right between her legs and her wrists pinned somewhere over her head.
“I knew you liked me.” Kai said smiling , stroking her cheek with his fingers, his lips almost touching hers. “Aren’t you going to deny it ?”
Like he doesn’t already know. she thought. Kai could hear her heartbeat , notice the slightest  chance in her breathing… What would be the point in denying anything?
Y/N lifted her head enough for their lips to meet. He was a little surprised for a split second before returning the kiss , kissing her passionately as if trying to tell her all the things he couldn’t. Kai’s touch awoke something in her and in that moment she knew that spark between them won’t be going away…
“I don’t know what you are talking about.” she said out of breath , a small smile showed on his face.
“Your actions say otherwise sweetheart.” he said , the corners of his mouth twitching.
Kai was leaning over her way too close making her lose focus completely , his touch felt like fire. Her heart beating so fast as if trying to leap out of her chest.
His eyes are so blue. she thought to herself.
Y/N tried to wiggle her wrists free but Kai wouldn’t let her , the only way she could move was down. She slided a couple of centimeters lower towards his knee , grinding her hips against it.
“Naughty girl…” he said smiling , lifting up her long tshirt she used as pj’s. His fingertips trailing circles on her thighs on their way up stopping for a moment to trace her entrance through her panties. Kai gave her a devilish smile , finding out she was already starting to get wet considering he had barely touched her. She bit her lip grinding herself onto his fingers , moaning softly. His hand slided even higher , never stopping to touch her skin sending shivers through her body , cupping her breasts squeezing them. His eyes locked on hers the entire time. He couldn’t believe she was letting him touch her like that after spending so much time pushing him away , let alone that she was grinding against his hip while he was deciding what he wanted to do to her.
“K-Kai ..” she moaned while trying to get up. She wanted him to kiss her , to free her hands so she could pull him closer and feel the weight of his body on top of her. Kai let go of her wrists for a split second pulling her shirt off her and Y/N took the advantage , reaching for his face and pulling him into a kiss.
“How haven’t I seen it before ?” she whispered , her fingers tracing patterns on his face , his eyes closed enjoying her touch. Purple - black veins showing under them , a sight of his vampirerism, for a few seconds. “So hot.” she said , her voice barely a whisper.
Kai opened his eyes finding her smiling at him. He kissed her deeply , a different kind of hunger showing. He wanted her more than ever before. His lips leaving sloppy wet kisses down her jaw line , moving towards her neck and down to her stomach stopping only to  suck on her nipples. He kissed his way to to her stomach , his fingers tugging on her panties slowly pulling them off. Kai stopped for a moment taking in the sight in front of him , a devilish smirk on his face.
His lips placing soft kisses on her thighs , pushing her legs sliding his fingers over her clit feeling how wet she was.  Kai placed his hands on her thighs before burying his face into her pussy.
Her hands gripping the sheets as Kai was eating her up , humming into her clit while swirling his tongue around it , nibbling on it for a moment. Y/N let out a louder moan.
“Oh baby girl , I’m just getting started…” he said , pushing two fingers in curling them around slowly feeling every inch ,before pulling them out and in again repeating over and over speeding up the rhythm every time making her moan louder.
It wasn’t enough for him to play inside her with two fingers and he pushed in another , thrusting them in and out while his thumb played with her clit. She gripped the sheets tighter , arching her back feeling her orgasm approaching. He was close to pushing her over the edge , feeling her walls contracting around his fingers.
Y/N curled her toes , arching her back more with every passing second until Kai pushed her over the edge.
“Kai fuck…” her moan nearly turning into a scream as he kept thrusting in and out curling his fingers unable to take his eyes off her.
It seemed like a dream , her being there falling apart under his touch … He had dreamed about this moment , the moment she’ll be his , screaming his name coming undone because of him. Their eyes met and he saw hunger in her eyes. Y/N’s hands reached for him , gripping on his shirt pulling him up towards her , her fingers brushing through his hair as she pulled him into a demanding kiss. Kai pressed his body onto hers , his crotch grinding against her clit , moaning into her mouth. He wanted to see her come undone under his touch again.
Y/N caught him off guard for a second and rolled over on top of him , her hand resting on his chest for a few moments feeling his heartbeat before leaning in to kiss him. His eyes had turned black with lust , his hand on the back of her neck pulling her lips closer to his.
“I want you.” Kai whispered , his fingers tracing all the way down her spine towards her waist , holding onto it helping her grind against him. He could hear her heartbeat getting faster and her breathing turning shallow. He groaned , his hands on her hips making her go faster.
“Slow down.” she let out a small giggle pushing herself  slightly off him. Her hands tugging on his shirt , pulling it up and a few seconds later with his help his shirt was off him. Y/N leaned over him , her hands exploring every inch of his chest , leaving kisses on the way down  where a huge bulge had formed never taking her eyes off him… Swiftly her fingers unbottoned his jeans , sliding the zipper down never taking her eyes off his , a small smile on her face. She pulled down his jeans , her hands cupping his hard lenght through his briefs , drawing circles with her fingers listening to his breathing getting heavier.  Y/N could tell Kai was getting inpatient , however she enjoyed driving him crazy more than she thought possible.  Carefully she pulled his briefs down , her eyes widening a little at the sight in front of her. She bit her lip before wrapping her hand around his hard lenght , giving him a few strokes before licking a stripe from bottom to the top , her tongue swirling and licking the tip earning a groan from him repeating her actions again and again…
Kai was starting to lose it , every touch, every kiss was only making him want her more and more ,he hadn’t thought that was possible. He watched her swing her leg over his waist , lowering herself onto his lap , teasing herself and him rubbing the tip of his hard lenght against her clit. Her hair was a beautiful mess , his hand reached towards her face pushing her hair back from her eyes wanting to see her eyes. His fingers tracing her jaw line , down her neck onto her breasts down her stomach feeling her shiver under his touch. Kai growled , placing his hands on her ass giving it a squeeze then going up her waist before pushing her hips down to meet his without warning making her scream out loud.
“Fuck… ”
Feeling Kai’s hard lenght inside her felt more amazing than she had anticipated. He was stretching her out , their hips meeting halfway. Her fingers played with her clit , her eyes catching glimpses of him unable to tear his eyes away from her. Kai pulled her down for a kiss , her hips pushing down as his pushed up , his member going as deep as possible hitting all the right spots.
“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this.” he said out of breath , Y/N beamed at him leaning in to kiss him again , biting his lower lip for a second.
Kai rolled over  , never breaking the kiss holding her hands over her head as he thrusted in and out of her , listening to her moans getting louder.
He lifted her right leg over his shoulder , giving a few heavy thrusts feeling her walls clench around his lenght as she was being driven closer to the edge.
“K-Kai … fuck.” she moaned , his hand wrapping around her neck holding her in place as his hips jolted forward again , his member going deeper inside her. Y/N wrapped her hands around his wrist for support. His thrusts were getting sloppier , a low growl escaping deep from his throat as purple - black veins flickered under his eyes for a few seconds.
“F-faster K-Kaii …”
Y/N couldn’t look away from him. The sight of his vampirism showing turned her on even more , she could feel her orgasm aporoaching faster with every thrust. She contracted her walls around him , earning a low growl.
“Do that again…” he said between heavy breaths , and she did not once but twice. Kai closed his eyes for a moment , his mouth semi open letting a barely audible gasp , his lenght pumping in and out of her faster.  "Fuckk “ he groaned , his hot cum coming out in spurts inside her ,giving a few more thrust pushing her to reach her orgasm.
Kai looked at her trashing and shaking under him , her hands gripping the sheets  , screaming his name as she fell apart under him.
Most beautiful sight … he thought , before leaning in to kiss her , intertwining their fingers holding her hands over her head.
“You know , you look even more beautiful falling apart under me like that…” he whispered, his body collapsing on hers. Kai didn’t need to listen to her heartbeat to know her heart is trying to leap out of her chest hearing his words , he could feel it. A moment later he rolled off her , laying on the bed his hand behind his head and the other wrapped around Y/N who had snuggled closer to him , her leg swinging over him ..
“So um … how about that movie date?” he asked trying to catch his breath.
Y/N laughed. “I’d love to.” she said resting her head on his bare chest.
His hand stroking her hair , his lips placing a gentle kiss on her head. “What if I want to take you out for dinner first ? W-would you - ”
Y/N pulled herself up enough to shut him up with a kiss , her hand gently brushing his cheek , his eyes glowing. “Like I said - I’d love to.” she said smiling.
Kai pulled over the sheets covering them , pulling her closer together listening to her heart beat until they both fell asleep.

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Someone Buy Me Roses

Pairing: Gerard Way x Reader

Genre: Romance, Fluff

Summary: Request fic for @bipolardonnie. “could you do an imagine where the reader works at a florist and is really shy and sweet and desolation row gerard has THE BIGGEST CRUSH on them? xx”

A/N: I’m just gonna tag @chemicalimagines because there have been too many mentions of both Desolation Row and florist AUs on her blog for this to not be her fault. 

You were standing behind the counter, debating whether to start straightening the calla lilies on display, when the bell rang, drawing attention the strange, black-haired man who had just walked into the flower shop.

He was wearing a leather jacket, and he had a bandage just above on eye. You wondered what he was doing here. He looked like the type of guy who was more likely to buy Black Flag tickets for his girlfriend than a bouquet. Assuming he had one. But, why wouldn’t he? He was gorgeous, in a bad-boy sort of way.

He looked nervous. You knew you should probably ask him if he needed any help, but you were too shy. Maybe I’m a bad fit for the customer service industry, you thought with a frown. I opened this shop because I’ve always loved growing plants, but if I can’t talk to people who come into the store, I’ll never sell anything.

Then, suddenly, you heard sirens in the distance. It sounded like they were getting closer by the minute. The man jumped.

“Hey!” he said, running up to the counter, taking you aback. “Listen! If you let me hide in the backroom, I’ll buy every damn rose in this place, alright?!”

“Wha…..” you gaped, unsure what to say. Why did the man want to hide here? You realized that the police must be after him, and he was trying not to get caught.

“Please,” the stranger pleaded. “I’m serious. I have the money, I’ll do it. Just help me!”

If he did have money for all of your roses, you wondered where he had gotten it from. For all you knew, he could’ve robbed a bank.

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seeing eye to eye, and heart to heart

Originally posted by frozen-delight

Pairing: Dean x Female Reader
Rating: T (language, angst)
Summary: You get hurt on a hunt, and then Dean starts acting weird.
Author’s Notes: Hi, hello! I wrote this mostly on my phone so please pardon any spelling errors. Also, I still have a lot of requests to get through and I’m sorry it’s taking me so long. Please be patient, my beautiful sunflower honeybees. I promise if you’re waiting for a request to be filled, I’ll get to it soon!

Dean’s been acting… weird. Well, weird for him. You’re sitting on the other side of the table from him at a diner somewhere in Minnesota, eyes narrowed in suspicion as he types away, seemingly no worries in the world.

Sighing, he looks up, leaning his elbows on the table on either side of his laptop. “Can I help you?”

 “Nope!” You look away, digging back into your hash browns and scrambled eggs.

You feel his gaze on you for a few more minutes, but you shrug it off, hoping he’ll just drop it. It’s just– you’ve noticed things, okay. He’s been… Dean’s always affectionate, but lately it’s been on a whole other level. 

Lately there’s always a hand on your back, or your arm, and this morning he brushed your hair out of your eyes, for Christ’s sake. It’s unusual. Almost enough for you to tell Sam. 

You’re pretty sure this it’s just because of the last hunt you were on. Things did not go well, and that’s putting it lightly.

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Aromantic is when you don’t experience romantic attraction (romantic attraction is “oh I’m so lovey dovey about you” although they can still date and have sex.)

Asexual is when you don’t experience sexual attraction (sexual attraction is ”gosh dang it I need your body specifically.” They can still want sex, they just don’t experience their body saying that about a person) (I’m aro ace so idk what attractions are like so correct me if I’m wrong please-also SOMEONE EXPLAIN TO ME THIS I DON’T UNDERSTAND ATTRACTION.)  Someone can be both asexual and aromatic (hello), but in this case, Logic is Aromantic and asexual while Morality is just Asexual.

there is no point to this fic, it’s basically just word vomit. it was just an outlet before I created You are loved (and this was how it was supost to be before some writers *glarings at @stary-puppy @analogically-prinxiety @sanders-sideblog and @prinxietyhell * encouraged me to make it agnsty.

thanks to @sanders-sideblog for the help!
@starrykid @prinxietyhell @doctorwho @doctorshufflepuff @dan-yuna

puns taken from Tumblr posts (one from arodorable) I don’t remember who made most of them but they were on Tumblr when I saw them.

trigger warnings: mentions of wanting kids and being told they cant because they’re asexual, they mentions of sex, but its not explicit

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“But you always talk about how much you love everybody! How could you not have had someone you’ve wanted sex with?”  Prince asked him too shocked. Morality flinched. He had heard all sorts of stuff about this, “Impossible! That doesn’t happen!” “Come on! A guy like you must have at least one action in your lifetime!” “Yeah right!” But it didn’t make it any less uncomfortable to talk about.
“You literally embody all of Thomas’s extreme emotions, how could you not have at least felt one tiny attraction??”  Prince asked.
Morality hesitated, not sure how to answer Princys questions. He always thought it was fake, or forgot it existed but he always found out that it was a real thing and it always confused him.

“I don’t know.” Morality said meekly, “m-maybe I just- I don’t know.” He didn’t want to talk about it anymore. Prince could sense this so he spoke up;
“Don’t worry you’ll find your prince, princess or non-binary royalty someday!” Prince gave Morality a hug and walked away. Morality felt uncomfortable, he had never had that feeling towards anyone before and he didn’t think he ever will. Did people really have that feeling all the time? he wasn’t sure how to react.
He decided to go to Logan, He needed someone who understood, and some company. Anxiety was sleeping-which was something he rarely did so he didn’t want to wake the emo side.

Walking to Logic’s room he thought about the conversation he had with Prince. He couldn’t remember a time when he had any sexual attraction, he always thought everyone was exaggerating or thought they were just pretending so they could relate to their older siblings. He always nodded along with the others when they talked about it since he didn’t want to be left behind, but it always felt weird to talk about “how hot someone was.” He always thought it meant beautiful until Logan corrected him (which was shocking to everyone, but he understood sexual terms very well-well, at least most of the terms.) Reaching Logic’s door, which was already open, he could see papers sprawled across the desk he sat at.

“Logan-” Morality spoke up.

“What is it now!” Logic snapped. Morality jumped back, biting his lips. He didn’t realize he had tears in his eyes until Logic turned to him and panicked.

“Oh crap-uh I don’t- how do I comfort-?” Logan stood up and walked to his crying friend, reaching an arm out to hug them awkwardly. Morality laughed at the awkward hug.

“I’m glad you find my pain funny.” Logan answered. Morality suddenly felt bad, but calmed down once he saw Logic was smiling.

Logan was glad he could cheer Morality up, but he had no idea what to do now. Morality was the one that was good at these things, or even Anxiety. Anxiety must be sleeping if Morality wasn’t going to them.

“Do you want to talk about it or?” Logan was hesitant to offer anything, but he read somewhere that you should let them speak and let them know you were open to listening. Morality sniffled wiping his nose on his wrist before answering;
“Will I ever be loved?”
Logan grabbed a tissue when he saw Morality wipe his nose, and was suddenly confused and shocked. Why would Morality even think that!?
“What are you talking about? Thomas loves you, Anxiety and Prince loves you, I -”

“No, not that kind of love but- uh romantic love.” Morality was feeling childish and small right now. Logan was confused before he remembered there was a thing called romantic attraction.

“Oh.” Logan said.

“I’m sorry, but its just-everyone is bothering me about my asexuality ever since I said I haven’t felt that way towards someone, and everyone is freaking out about it. Anxiety asked me a couple questions, which to be honest was uncomfortable, but better than the other’s questions, but they all had some form of “you’re lying” or “but you said you wanted to have sex and then you don’t?” and stuff like that. I mean- it’s confusing enough they don’t have to add to it. It fine if they’re trying to understand-that I don’t mind, but when they keep pestering me about it it gets… annoying and … hurtful?” Morality didn’t know how to describe it.

“I get it. Not everybody knows I’m Aromantic, but I’ve had plenty of people ask me about crushes and make up delusions about how I’m lying or whatever it is. Truth is, they can’t understand and that sucks. All we can do is try to educate them on this matter and hope for the best.”

“How do you handle their questions?” Morality asked

“Well for one, I usually just answer them honestly and listen to what they have to say. Usually everyone thinks I’m an emotionless robot so they aren’t surprised, but sometimes, like Princey for example, he would get confused and pester me until he gives up.”

“That sounds awful!” Morality was shocked by how the others had reacted. He didn’t know that they had thought him to be an emotionless robot!

“It’s all good. It’s better than the “that doesn’t exist!” or “You’re just seeking attention”-which is ridiculous since they didn’t know I was aroace until they asked about crushes-but hey, I can’t understand how allosexuals think. Although, it’s always fun to think up a good comeback for when they say stuff like that again.”

“Yeah, it sucks.” Morality agreed.

“It does indeed, and when they find out you can have sex and feel honey they get confused or even offended. Like, sheesh, I don’t make the rules, it just happens but perhaps one day they’ll understand, or at least stop pestering us about it.”
“It’s just-” Morality hesitated. He wanted talk about it but he wasn’t sure Logan would understand.

“What if I can’t find someone who respects my boundaries?” He asked. Logan frowned.

“Why do you ask?” Logan asked,

“Well,” Morality hesitated, “it’s just that, if everybody I talk to about it thinks I’m faking, there’s a high chance my partner is going to think I’m faking too. I just- what if I fall for someone and they don’t accept it? What if they want sex, but I don’t?” Morality felt uncomfortable. Normally he didn’t go to someone about his problems, but it was overwhelming him right now.

“Morality, being aromantic and all, I don’t experience this “falling I love” you’re referring to, but there are plenty of ways to fall in love. You could fall in love with the trees, the birds, the bees, whatever basically. You still have time. Even if you never end up wanting to do that with someone its okay. They will respect your boundaries. You deserve it. And if they don’t then, Thomas, Prince, Anxiety and I will Hunt them down and make sure that they are aware that we are not to be messed with.”

This made Morality crack a smile. Logan had a thought.

“Come on let’s lie down for a bit. I want to watch the constellation in my room change again.”

Morality beamed. At certain time of the day Logan’s room-well ceiling to be exact- would change colors and stars so that you could see the different constellations, and galaxies. Sometimes when morality was younger Logan would bring him in here and just try to explain the stories behind each of the constellation. Morality didn’t get it of course but he enjoyed the company and watching the stars change. It wasn’t in real time, but it was held from memories Logan had of seeing pictures or memorizing the star’s positions. Even though he could not name most of them; They were beautiful.

They were lying on Logan’s bed, feet touching the ground, because they were laying on the sides of the bed, staring at the ceiling, just starting to talk about things allosexuals would say to them. How frustrating it was to not be understood. How upsetting it was when they thought people told them they were aro or ace because they were emotionless, or too emotional.

They talked about how they felt and who they thought they would date or have sex with if they wanted. (Logic wasn’t interested in dating anyone but he would totally have sex the guy from biology, while Morality thought the smiling person in Thomas’s class the day before was adorable and someone he could see himself kissing one day.) Then Logan started talked about how confusing it was for him when he first noticed he was aromantic and asexual.

“I don’t know I just-everyone was starting to feel things and at first I thought that they were just exaggerated for effect, but then, it just grew for you guys while I stayed the same? I’m not sure, I never understood the concept of love outside of friendship. I literally cannot see myself in love with anyone. I might love someone, but never in that way. Oh, and every time someone asked me if I had a crush I would have no idea how to answer because I’ve never had a crush! However, if I told them that they thought I was just faking so I was frustrated and confused. I did a lot of research and at first I thought I had some form of disorder where I couldn’t feel emotions, but I felt pain and everything else that people felt, just not-that one feeling.”

“that’s kind of how it felt for me, except it was just recently when I realized that sexual attraction was completely different from romantic attraction and it all just sudden made sense!”

they stared in silence for a second before Logan interrupted.

“I’m surprised.” Logic said.

“By what?” Morality asked
“It’s been almost an hour and a half… and you haven’t made one pun about being asexual or aromatic.”

“Well I knew you would be more of a fighter than a lover if I did that!” morality gave him a cheeky grin. Logan stared at him, realizing something.

“…how long have you attempted these puns without me knowing?”

Morality pretended to look at his watch (his wrist was bare he had no watch)

“About an hour and a half, I believe.”
Logan groaned.

“How come I never get your jokes?”

“They’re not very straight, just like us.”

“Huh? That makes no sense!” Logan turned his head to face his friend.

“Allosexuals make no sense!” Morality laughed. This time logan rolled his eyes and smiled at the joke.

“Very funny Morality.”
“I have more.” He cleared his throat before continuing, “you’re as straight as an aro.”

“I don’t get it, I’m aro- oh I get it, but you go one thing wrong morality! I’m not straight!” Logan argued as Morality laughed.
Moralitys laugher died down a bit. It went silent again until Morality sighed.

“I don’t know how to be a romantic at all. I need someone to teach me.”

“Hey, don’t ask me I’m aromantic, not a romantic.” Logan said. Morality sat confused until his eyes widened and he sat up.
“Aww! You just made a dad joke!”

“It’s a play on words, but it’s my favorite.”

“Another one Logan! You’re on a roll!”

Logan sighed, he had only made two puns but he continued.

“What do you call a group of aromantic people sitting next to each other?” he paused before saying “a row.”
Morality laughed and made a few more aro jokes that earned a smile from Logan.
Now they were talking about people who said they couldn’t experience one attraction without the other.

“What about when people ask when you find someone cute?”

“I think animals are cute, but that doesn’t mean I want to date them.” Logan pointed out.
Morality laughed.
“I’m not sure why that made you laugh but anyways; asexual people can still experience romantic attraction and date or even have sex if they want; Aromantic people can experience sexual attraction and have sex or even want to date!”
“Yeah but-I don’t know. It’s just… sometimes I do think I will want to have sex with my partner, but what if I end up not wanting to do that? What if I just want to… be with them without sex.” Morality didn’t know what to say, it sounded like Logan had accepted his own Aro/Ace identity with no problem. Morality wasn’t even sure if he was asexual. He was definitely not aromantic. None of this made sense to him.

“It’s okay if you don’t get it now. You’ll get it someday. Even then, you don’t need a label to allow yourself to feel however your feeling.”

Morality was tired of hearing that, but at the same time he knew it was true. Why couldn’t he just accept he didn’t know and move on?

“I know, but I’ve never experienced this sexual attraction feeling before and it bothers me so much. Do you ever wonder what its like?”

“Well to be honest, not often. I do wonder how it could be great, because from all the stories about loving this person but not their partner confuses me. Besides think of it this way, You’re not distracted so much by how attraction you have towards this one person-”

“Uh, maybe not but I will always worry that my partner will always want sex when I least want it and-and then I worry about mentioning how much I don’t want to try it or worry about how they will react to me not wanting it even when I want kids, or how much they’ll hate me after I tell them so I’ll have to-”

“Whoa Morality- is someone pressuring you?” Logan was confused and worried. Morality had too much emotions for one person sometimes and he needed a break from it all, but he had never seen Morality this upset. Maybe they’d have to wake up Anxiety for this after all.

“No no no no! I’m not even dating anyone yet! I’m just- I’ve heard so many different stories and I don’t know how to react, and if everyone around me acts like I’m some sort of werido about not wanting sex or experiencing the attraction, then how will they react if they were my partner?”

“I’m pretty sure that’s not why they think you’re a weirdo, but just know this, You don’t have to do anything you are not comfortable doing.”

“yeah, but it doesn’t feel like it sometimes.”

“if anyone pressures you to do something you’re uncomfortable with let me know and I will annihilate them with my secret weapon.” Logan joked. It was an inside joke they had since they were kids, but they rarely used it. Morality smiled a little, but it wasn’t a smile. He just smiled because Logan was trying to cheer him up though it wasn’t working. Logan knew if he had faked a smile while they were already talking about other struggles it meant either he didn’t want to talk about it, or he wasn’t ready to talk about it.

Logan thought for a minute before deciding to move so he was properly on his bed. Morality frowned and moved so that Logan’s feet wouldn’t meet Morality’s head,
“Come here.” Logan said laying down on his bed with his head at the head rest. Morality looked very confused.

“I promise I wont do anything you don’t want me to, just come here for a second.”

Morality hesitated but went to the edge of the bed. Logan grabbed morality and pulled him towards the bed. Morality laid down besides him and snuggled up closer.

“Is this comfortable?” Logic asked.

“Yeah.”

“This is all some people want. For some people this is more pleasant than cake-” (morality gasped at that,) “I’m asexual too morality I know about the symbolism of cake, and how hurtful it is to consider something better than cake -” (logic rolled his eyes as he said that,) “-now shush, I’m trying to comfort you. Now look, in your entire life have you ever made anyone uncomfortable?”

“Well there was that one time when I wouldn’t stop annoying Anxiety about that time he-”

“I’m not talking about teasing them, I’m talking about make them so uncomfortable they don’t feel safe enough to be around you.”
“well-no-but.”
“why not?”
“because that’s just wrong!”

“exactly! Your partner will know that this is wrong. If your partner really loves you, they will do anything they can to make you comfortable and feel secure. Yes they might tease you, and yes they might make you upset or angry, but as long as they don’t make you feel unsafe or insecure then you have nothing to worry about.”
Morality snuggled up to Logic it was nice just talking to him,  but it was better knowing that Logic was trying to comfort him.

“I just want to hear about the stars right now.”

Logan lit up and brought his attention to his ceiling.

“Sure! So you see that star right there? Yeah that star is called the Pistole star and is the most luminosities star that we know of! It is ten million times brighter than the sun isn’t that neat! Oh and when the stars are twinkling its because of just our wafting atmosphere…” Logic continued to pull out random facts about stars while Morality listened. It was nice just to be here with his friend.  
At least he wouldn’t have to worry about Logan leaving him.

Fire Burn & Cauldron Bubble.

(  Prompt: We’re in between classes, and we both hear a fourth year calling a first year a mudblood, and neither of us are having any of that prejudiced bullshit. unfortunately, my impulse was to hex them, and yours was to punch them in the face, and my jelly-legs curse hit you instead, i’m really sorry, and we both are probably getting detention now, but hey, plus side, you’re kind of cute )

A/N: I was originally not going to make a sequel because of all the flack I received from several anons who disagreed with me sorting Peter into Hufflepuff, but you guys were too nice, so I caved. And cheated a little by using a prompt and tweaking it. School has also started, so my updates might be sporadic. Year 2 of Child Psychology is already killing me. Send help. And send in requests - Hogwarts related or otherwise.

Taglist: @mainspidey | @x-wing-starwriter | @tomsleftbrow | @tryn25


You’re walking down the hall with fellow roomie Megan when you hear it.

Taunts and jeers. A familiar voice asking Flash to stop. Curious, a little concerned – you look to see what’s happening. A group of Gryffindors twice your size are surrounding a tall, skinny Hufflepuff with milk pale skin and freckles.

Ice crystalizes in your veins. Oh, help. It’s Peter Parker.

You remember him well enough. Whenever the two of you had passed each other in the halls ( him with a rotound giant of a Hufflepuff and a wild, curly haired Ravenclaw, and you with your roommates ), he would send you a sunny, easy smile and a wave, to which you would return with a nod of your own.

“Let’s go,” Megan says. “We’re gonna be late, (Y/n).”

It’s obvious she’s telling you to keep your head down. She wants to stay out of trouble. Your sense of self-preservation battles your conscience. But your conscience wins. You owe Peter.

“Hold my books, Chan!” You say loudly, shoving your books into Megan’s hands. She jumps. In the short week that she’s known you, you’ve been soft-spoken and well mannered. She’s never heard you raise your voice before – or sound so ticked off. You might as well have danced around naked in the halls from the way she’s staring at you.

You stomp over and, to a chorus of “Hey” and “Watch it”, shove the Gryffindors out of the way. Glaring, you pull your wand out from your robes and say, “You have five seconds to leave. Then I get mad.

“Whatcha gonna do about it?” The ringleader asks, his voice a high falsetto. “Ooh, I’m so scared, the ickle firstie’s gonna hurt me!” To a chorus of laughter now directed at you, he leans in closer, eyes darkening, voice a taunting whisper. “Slither back to your dungeons, you little mudblood.”

You face pales, and you jerk back as though you’ve been slapped. But before you can hex him into oblivion, there’s an outraged yell, and the Gryffindor goes down in a tangle of limbs.

It’s not you whaling on the Gryffindor.

It’s Peter Parker.


Predictably, the two of you end up in the Hospital Wing.

The only bright side to this whole mess is that the Gryffindors go too. You’d gotten Flash pretty good; his face is a mass of bruises and boils, and the Bat Bogey Hex that you’d hit him with had yet to wear off. The bats still surround him in a great, dark cloud, making you feel a twinge of pride all over again.

The school nurse, Mr Wilson, takes one look at the motely group that’s been deposited inside, and instantly bursts out laughing. Flash and his cronies are wheeled into another room for Mr. Wilson to patch up, so it’s just you and Peter until the teachers arrive.

You’d escaped unscathed, Peter not so much. He’d been on the receiving end of the Jelly-Legs curse, and was currently strapped down to a bed, his legs still jiggling away. And, as luck would have it, the brute from Gryffindor knew how to fight. The brute’s left a fresh bruise on Peter’s cheek, and Peter’s knuckles are raw and bloody. The only first aid you’ve been able to provide consists of wetting your handkerchief and wrapping it around Peter’s hand.

The door to the hospital flies open; in sails Professor Romanoff, assistant Head of Slytherin. Professor Rogers from Hufflepuff is hot on her heels. You glare defiantly at Professor Romanoff, but she doesn’t seem mad; merely amused. She’s actually happy, cherry red lips curved up in a smile.

Professor Rogers is a different story altogether. He never raises his voice, just sounds infinitely disappointed. “Peter, would you like to explain why you got into a fight with Thompson?”

“It wasn’t his fault,” You interject hastily, knowing that Peter would never let slip he was being bullied until upon pain of death. “Peter was getting picked on by that loser!”

Professor Roger’s eyes darken. You hope this isn’t because he’s mad at the two of you. “And then Flash got mad, hexed Peter.”

You wince. You’d hoped the subject wouldn’t come up, but it looks like it’s no dice. “No, erm, that was me,” You admit sheepishly, cheeks glowing pink.

“I tackled Flash, and she –” An amused smile plays across Peter’s lips as he flicks a sideways glance over at you, your cheeks rosy and eyes blazing defiantly. “– She tried to hex Flash. But she missed and hit me instead.”

Professor Romanoff arches a perfectly plucked eyebrow in disbelief. “You missed? Really, (Y/n)?”

“Natasha!” Professor Rogers squawks indignantly. “Miss (L/n)’s missing is hardly the point here –”

“You’re right. What have you been teaching the first-years, Steve?” Professor Romanoff asks mockingly, shaking a headful of scarlet curls. “Not how to aim properly, that’s for sure. (Y/n), they were several meters in front of you, how could you have possibly missed?”

Wait. What? No lecture? No expulsion? “They were flopping about!” You cry out defensively. “Peter was getting in the way! I had it all under control! He should thank me for saving his sorry ass!”

“Language, Miss (L/n)!” Professor Rogers chides, which only falls on deaf ears.

“Well, it’s true! You didn’t hear what Flash and his goons called Peter!” You screw up your face, doing a remarkably accurate Flash impression. “‘Puny Parker’, ‘Pathetic Parker’ –”

“Peter, how long has this been going on?” Professor Rogers asks, a protective edge to his voice.

“A while,” Peter rushes out, as though the quicker he says it, the sooner everyone will forget. He turns to you, eyes wide with disbelief. “Me?! Didn’t you hear what he called you? I couldn’t just stand by and do nothing –”

“I had it covered!”

“Yeah, just like the time you were hopelessly lost and claimed that everything was fine? I don’t think so, (Y/n).”

(Y/n),” Professor Romanoff interrupts, still sounding amused from your bantering with Peter, “What exactly did Thompson call you?”

Dead silence.

You meet Peter’s eyes. He presses his lips together into a thin, white line, and shakes his head. You raise your eyes heavenwards. Fine. If he won’t say it, you will.

“Flash called me a mudblood. Okay?”

The words clump together in your mouth. You really don’t want to repeat it, but it looks like the Professors have gotten the message. The room goes quiet and tense. Professor Romanoff mutters unfamiliar sounding curses under her breath, shooting an angry glance at the room where Flash is. She looks like she’s considering murder on your behalf. Professor Rogers is equally disapproving, handsome face etched into a scowl, but his eyes are aglow with pride as he nods at Peter, clearly approving that he’d tried to stand up for you.

“Well,” Professor Romanoff says silkily, taking care to raise her voice. “I think fifty points apiece from Gryffindor should be fine.”

“Agreed.” Professor Rogers says. “Fury would like to see them too, I think.”

Professor Romanoff nods approvingly. “Fifty points to Hufflepuff and Slytherin.”

You’ll take the points over a detention any day. Professor Romanoff nods at Peter as Professor Rogers leaves, presumably to have a chat with Headmaster Fury. Pulling out her wand, Professor Romanoff fixes Peter’s legs with a wave of her wand.

“Next time, (Y/n), if you want to get into trouble, do try not to get caught.”

Definitely not something that you would have expected a teacher to say. A smile, your first since you’ve stepped foot into the hospital wing, breaks across your face. One nod from you later, Professor Romanoff has ducked into Mr Wilson’s office. You wonder if she’s scaring the living daylights out of Flash and his goons. The thought makes you feel marginally better.

“You’re smiling.”

Peter’s voice breaks you out of your daze. “Wouldn’t you be? Flash is in trouble, and we’ve just scored house points!”

“I’ve just been hit with a Jelly-Legs Jinx.” Peter raises an eyebrow. “How do you think I feel?”

“Professor Romanoff removed it!” You defend yourself. “And I’ll work on my aim next time!”

“Well, at least you managed to nail him with that Bat Bogey Hex. How do you know so many curses, anyway?”

“First thing I practised when I got here.” You intone solemnly.

Peter laughs. It’s delicious sounding thing, bright and happy and full of life.

“Well. If I get picked on again, I guess I know who to call for backup.”

It was a one-time thing, you want to say. I owed you a favour, but now we’re even. But none of those things comes out. “I’ll ambush them,” You say instead. “Don’t get caught and all that.”

“You are such a Slytherin,” Peter says, fondly but not mockingly.

“Don’t I know it.”

The two of you have reached the Great Hall. The sound of laughter, chatter, and shouts compete with the clinking of cutlery. The two of you stand awkwardly outside the wooden doors, until you quickly decide that the situation is getting a little too awkward for your tastes, and quickly make to head inside.

“Er – Wait.” Peter grabs your hand before you can leave. Only when you stop in your tracks does he retract his hands guiltily. “Sorry. Sorry. Um. Thanks.”

“Well, you punched him for me, so I’d say we’re even.” You say non-committedly, trying to ignore the heat still clinging to your skin. “Thanks, too.”

“Um …”

“Spit it out, Parker, or we’ll be here all night.”

“Hogsmeade,” Peter mumbles, so soft that you have to strain your ears to hear. “Would you like to go?”

“Uh, first-years can’t go. Remember?”

“They can if they’re invited.”

You stare. Is he asking you on a date?

“My friends and I were going,” Peter clarifies, and you try to ignore that puzzling stab of disappointment that you feel. “That, and I owe you, so …”

You hardly need to be convinced. “Sure. You can buy me a drink.”

His answering smile is bright, blindingly so.

And if your cheeks heat up the tiniest bit, or if you stumble over your own feet as you navigate your way to your table, well, that’s a problem to be solved at another time.

Sparks Chapter 19

Originally posted by talkinboutmyimagination

Pairing: Bucky(POV) X Reader(POV) ft. other characters from the avengers team

Word Count: 3.2K

Summary: About 2 months elapses and ends in a St. Patricks Day bar crawl where Bucky holds your hair back as you vomit your guts out and drunk spill some secrets. 

A/N: This is a story about two people building a great friendshipand then slowly falling in love. y/n is a strong, independent, and smart scientist. She meets Bucky when she wakes him up from cryo sleep and they become friends. This is going to have all the angst / best friends falling in love / fluff / drama / & eventual smut ;) that I can possibly fit in it. This fic is going to be looong! So far my document is like 67,000 words. So editing is hard If you catch any grammatical or formatting errors let me know.

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