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Ten Years (Part 13 - End!)

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

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 4,380 ( I mean…)

Warnings: language, fluff, excessive sweetness

A/N: I hope you guys love the fluff. Thanks for sticking with me, and for reading, and for all your sweet messages. <3

Part: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13

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Sounds Like: K-Pop gone trap, trop-house and even neo-soul; the seven-headed boss you face at the end of a rap music arcade game

For Fans of: Justin Bieber, G-Dragon, Big Bang

Why You Should Pay Attention: BTS, short for “Bangtan Songyeondan,” or, in English, “Bulletproof Boy Scouts,” debuted in 2013 and quickly became one of Korea’s hottest new acts. In America, they’ve sold out arenas in Anaheim and New Jersey, and when their airplane landed in Chile, they were greeted with Beatles-esque pandemonium. On record, the group’s seven members trade quick, four-line verses that often tackle previously taboo subjects like politics and depression.

According to Rap Monster, the group’s leader, their songwriting process is part Rihanna and part Wu-Tang: After selecting beats from Korea’s top producers, plus a few made by the artists themselves, the seven members flesh out the songs through friendly competition, going head-to-head to see who can come up with the best verses. So far, the results have been positive. Wings, their second LP, was one the most conceptually and sonically ambitious pop albums of 2016, becoming Korea’s best-selling album of the year. It even boosted sales of Herman Hesse’s 1919 novel Demian: The Story of Emil Sinclair’s Youth when the group revealed that it was a big influence on the record and its accompanying music videos.

They Say: “I’ve been reading books, as many as I can, since I was five, seven, 10 years old, and before I made music I wanted to be an author,” says Rap Monster. He lists Hesse, Haruki Murakami and Albert Camus as three of his favorite writers. “Authors really create those human expressions too, like some specific feelings. Normal people, usually, when they try to express their emotions say like, ‘I’m sad.’ 'I’m mad.’ But authors make those emotions totally different – they make it sound totally different. There are so many great diamonds in books and movies and we always try to get inspiration from them. Now we don’t have so much time to experience outside, like other people. We always have to go abroad and perform and make music inside our studio, so books and movies are the best things to experience instead of going outside.”

Hear for Yourself:Come Back Home,” their latest single, has a beat that bridges the gap between Black Sheep and DJ Mustard, plus bilingual lyrics that make “hangry” feel like existential despair. Nick Murray

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Essays in Existentialism: Wisdom Teeth

Prompt: Lexa get’s her wisdom teeth pulled out or comes out of some sort of surgery and doesn’t know Clarke’s her girlfriend/wife.

“Who is that?” Lexa whisper hissed, one eye growing wide while the other refused to open. “Who is that? She’s beautiful.”

“That’s Clarke,” the aide shook her head and smiled behind her mask. “Your wife.” 

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Title: A Golden Girl (Stark! Reader x Peter Parker)

Summray: The reader and peter are forced to join in on a highly dangerous mission immediately following the homecoming dance, and their first date? No, they were just best friends. Tony Stark said that line all the time. 

Word Count: 1731

A/N: I love this, very much. I have been working on it ALL WEEK for you guys, trying to make it as good as it can be. And then I had a freakout with all of the D23 news BUT IT’S FINE I AM FINE. Okay…enjoy!

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in another life, zeus is lounging on the couch of his best friend’s house and saying, “i’ll get a job, man, i swear it,” even though CEO seats only smell of sweat and he’s the type to smell of leaving, he says, “guess what’s up my sleeve” to ladies and shows off lightning bolt tattoos and gets drunk and cries and begs hera to come home because he has only ever known rest at the seat of her collarbone

hera’s is louis vuitton, devil wears prada. pants suits and hair up in a tight bun. a warning lies ready on her tongue, she is quick to scold, hard to love. she pours fireball into her morning coffee just to remind herself of the way he always smelled of burning, just so she could face a little bit of him and not come back running. in this life, she is divorced, is doing well, sometimes meets up with the baby mamas of her sour-faced ex-lover (if she could wash him out, she would, she would, she would, but lightning loves towers and she only feels at ease in thunderstorms and twenty-four stories because olympus was rebuilt into skyscrapers and nobody can tell her otherwise), sometimes gets over her hatred of them. the one who jumps at swans is her roommate, they both like romance movies and staying out late. she chooses alone. she chooses: i make my own home.

aphrodite is a party girl with black pumps and a wicked smile, facebook messages hephaestus while sex-skyping her little god of war, she says, “sorry” a lot. sometimes she thinks she is running out of love, sometimes she thinks there’s not enough love left. she comes around again to the satin of her lover’s beds, never feels warm. she says, fine. she says, i’m okay. ares here is commander of the department of defense, never settled down, never got the wife and two kids. one day in this life hephaestus hears a knock on his garage door and walks on over. in this life, they’ve got braces for broken people like him. when he answers, it’s just her, no makeup, just her in her big-eyed weepy mess, and she says, “you actually listen” so he listens for a little. she explains slowly; new term, polyamorous. she says, heart is steady bead on both people. he says, “i know, i understand,” she says, “but it’s hurting you,” he says, “i gave up hurting for other people a long time ago,” he says, “the war god and i go out for drinks and talk about anything but you” she cries again, a whole ocean. he says, “i am learning, and one day maybe it will be all us three” she says, “you wait for me,” and he does. more and more often, when the world tastes too much, she shows up at his door, to be the person she is when she’s unbeautiful. in this life, a little down the road, she takes a break from all of it and starts a no-kill shelter called “the golden apple”. hephaestus builds it for her. she kisses him on the cheek. one day, when the ares comes around, the three of them play video games. after that, it is not share-her. it is all-the-same.

athena turns down apollo on the radio, his song trapped in the throats of all who hear it. a good song, a catchy song, a hear-it-once-and-never-forget-it song. athena dropped out of school to pursue knowledge. she teaches around the world with a backpack on her back and a smile on her face. her girlfriend is a librarian. whenever she comes home, she swings the little woman up in her arms and bursts with stories. the woman laughs because stoic athena in public is not the athena of private, is not knowledge-river athena. athena freelances as a journalist. anywhere she can give out information is good enough. eventually her name and “breaking news” are synonymous.

artemis goes to the red carpet on the arms of her brother, says that the world of hollywood is too much sunlight for her, she goes back to working as the city’s best detective, the hunt in her blood for monsters among men. in her free time, she follows athena down to places, traps poachers who would use her name to ruin the lives of beasts. hera has learned long ago not to pester her about marrying. artemis comes out as ace/aro one day to her brother, who rolls his eyes at her. “you still get grossed out every time people kiss,” and then he bowls her over in a hug she didn’t know she needed. this is one of the only times he sees her cry. the next is eight years later at his wedding. the man he chooses as his partner has already undergone a secret artemis-style investigation. he came out clean, and she came out with a second brother. when her twin asks her about the happy tears, she jokingly tells him she was worried his was going to marry his car. he laughs, big sun laugh and says, “trust me, i was this close.” in hot summers, they go down to the docks and the two boys throw atemis in the water. she never stops complaining or loving it and loving them and is entirely happy when he becomes a father.

in this life, demeter raised a flowerchild who never took to the backbreak of farming, and in this life, hades’s black leather jacket at first made her spit. she despised his motorbike and his big smile and how loud his dog was and how her daughter jumped up nimbly on the back of that thing and flung herself at the horizon. but hades tries as hard as he can: the engine gets turned over into clean fuel even though he breaks his third finger in the middle of it, the leather jacket gets swapped out for a faux replication, he becomes vegan (”’sehpone,” he says in wonder one day, “you taught me how to live off of pomegranates”, sephie laughs), he makes deer-crossing signs and petitions for the rights of small-town farmers. Persephone becomes a wedding designer, loves making big shows out of a lot of flowers. after many holiday gifts (some so desperately approval-seeking that demeter actually chuckled at them), she relents. they have brunch on sundays, made specifically by hades and his whole-grain all-organic house. demeter at one point says, “actually, you’re so earthy-crunchy it’s more than even me” and hades drops the plate he’s holding. demeter comes to the engagement party and laughs when the cake is in the shape of a pomegranate seed. sephie says, “don’t worry mom. he knows what will happen if he does anything to me,” and demeter gives her daughter a proud smile and says, “you’ll crush him like a bug, won’t you sweetie?” and sephie looks over at her duckling god of death and says, “exactly”

hestia finds dionysus because that is what she does. a social security worker at first, she becomes keeper of the hearth-less. she starts with a small group of people and eventually became leader of a chain of homelessness shelters, all immaculate and warm and held to her standards. dionysus cries when she picks him up, he talks about having fallen in love again, she says, “rehab is your only option.” it is here that he meets someone who is also pansexual. it is here he realizes he is not broken. it is here where they wean him off of whiskey and heroin (”what a bad combination,” he’d later say, shaking his head, “like you really gotta choose one”) and where he breaks down often and throws things at hestia’s head and calls her more names than have ever been strung against her: it’s here he makes his best friend. when he gets out, he finds he’s still ever-thirsty, but this time, there’s less empty in him. he helps at her shelters. he meets a girl who is bisexual, she takes him to pride rallies. he later bursts into hestia’s room with a rainbow on his face and says, “there are so many like me! i’m not invisible! i’m not fake!” and she smiles and watches the hearth of his chest warm up and helps him become a leading spokesperson for activism. rather than letting people like him die in the streets, he uses his experience to say, “i lived survival, and you can live it with me.”

hermes is a surgeon over in the children’s section, found that this is where he should be. silicone valley wants him for his communication systems, but instead he feels like he needs to be somewhere the action is. poseidon comes to him in darkness with rough palms and says, “i have a very long-standing secret,” and hermes just nods his head. the surgery is done quickly and without charge. poseideon says, “thank you” four million times, and then she takes back off to her company dedicated to clean energy. she calls up hera crying and says, “i dd it, i did it, i did it, but what will he think of me,” and hera says, “i haven’t talked to zeus in six years but if he rejects you i will walk up to him and shake him until the right answers fall into his head” and when artemis hears she says, “i will go with you” and walks at her side the whole time even though poseideon is awash with emotions and ready to burst into tears. zeus opens the door and looks poseideon up and down and says, “did you do something  with your hair, sis?” and poseideon says, “eat my entire” before she’s swallowed by happiness and has to sit down on the concrete step and sob into her palms for sixty seconds. later she puts him in charge of the wind energy portion of her company. he gets his own place, but he never stops missing hera, who watches him from a distance and checks up on him through poseideon. hera says, “right now it’s about me. it can be about him if he keeps up the good behavior.” poseideon has never been so happy. she has her family and she has herself, in one piece, finally. she calls up sephone, she says, “listen, i’ve got a plan, okay?” and of course the wedding planner would have to be in charge of everything. 

in this life, the reunion is beautiful. dionysus doesn’t touch the alcohol. hestia stands beside him proud and wonderful. apollo (who wouldn’t come without being allowed to choose the music) and his husband push artemis into the pool, she returns the favor with athena’s help. hades and persephone beat everyone at beer pong, but demeter crushes them at gin rummy. posideon dances with her sisters. hera stands back and her mouth quirks and zeus watches her the whole time, in his new three-piece suit. aphrodite is in between two men, but she’s no longer quite in between them. she walks over to her once-king and says “love needs time and understanding” and he thinks: of course. of course. he will change who he is for her. she never needed him. he needed her. he needed this to feel in place: he needed a family, as one, as olympus with its golden gates. in this life, for one moment, they are all happy.

Montgomery x Reader Imagine (Part 2/?)

NOTE: Thanks for the good feed back, guys! So here comes part 2, unfortunately I’m stupid and in the middle of writing I realised I wrote this one in first person. Anyway, tell me which person do you prefer (I can try the third next time lol). This one is bit longer than the previous one, I hope you’ll like it xx

I spent most of the Saturday with Sheri so I didn’t have much time to think about the hot tub thing, but Sunday… Most of the day I sat at my room, reading book, even though better word would be holding. I stared at one page for an hour and haven’t read a single word.
Was I too hard on him? I mean, I joked around and made innuendos with all the jocks all the time, including Monty, but leaving him like that in the hot tub is something on a whole new level.
Whatever, he started it and he deserved it. But memories of his lips and if his hands on my body still gave me chills.
Fuck you, Montgomery, I whispered.

Next day at school wasn’t anything special until I came to the chemistry lesson, a little bit late.
“Please, take a sit, Ms. Y/L.N”, teacher barely even looked at me.
I looked around the classroom and spotted last empty chair. Next to Montgomery.  
“You gotta be kidding me”, I mumbled under my breath.
“Hey, you”, I sat on my chair.
“Hey”, he kinda acted normal, kinda stared at me.
“How was the rest of the party, huh? You smoked some weed, play some video games?”, why am I like this, why did I even started this topic.
“I had to jack off in the hot tub. Because of you”, he whispered through his clenched teeth.
“Ew, does Bryce know about it?”, I prayed for him to shut up, afraid that someone would hear something and honestly, I couldn’t imagine anything some embarassing than people finding out that two of us made out.
“You will regret it.”
“Yeah, right”, I snorted.
His hand went behind me and his fingers started running along my spine. I tensed up trying not to show that it had an effect on me.
“Okay class”, teacher finally started lesson, “most of this semester, you’ll work in pairs, so look at your neighbour and say Hi to your new partner”.
I slowly turned my head to look at Montgomery, now disgusted even more then when he mentioned jacking off in the hot tub.
“What did you get in chemistry last semester?”, I asked.
“What do I need to play in the team?”
“C average or above”, everyone in sports teams said it like a mantra, it was literally the only condition, that has to be fulfilled to be in the team. “So it was C?”, I guessed.
“Well, yeah, what did you get?”
“A”, I sighed knowing all the work would be on me this semester.

Next day I was in cafeteria, waiting in the line to get my food, wearing my cheerleader suit.
“You’re looking good, you know?”, I heard annoying voice behind me.
“Why don’t you just get ‘lookin’ good’ tattoed on your face?”, I answered bored. “Besides, you have seen me in cheerleader suit a thousand times.”
“Yeah, but last Friday I took a good look at you in bathing suit…”
“No way”, I interrupted him with sarcastic tone.
“… And now I know what’s under it”, he continued.
“What has gotten into you today?”, I asked, little bit shocked with his dirty talk.
“I told you, you will regret”, he whispered.
“So you gonna sexually harrass me for the rest of my life?”, I turned around to look at him and saw Clay Jensen coming up.
“Hey, Jensen”, I said bit louder so he could hear.
He waved at me and smiled.
“Did you talk to Jeff?”, I asked. “US history and English will be kicking his ass once again.”
“Yeah, I spoke to him and yeah I will tutor him”, he said as he walked by.
“Thank you”, I gave him a high five. “You’re da best.”
“Thanks, Y/N”.
“Real MVP!”, you shouted and he laugh.
I finally got my food, grabbed the tray and went to the table not waiting for Monty. I barely sat went Jessica came over with a smile on her face.
“Okay, bitches, party at my place, Friday, 7pm”, she said, punched my arm and went.
“Seriously, you have to stop doing it! Where are you going?”, I shouted.
“To spread the news!”

Friday came up and I really didn’t feel like coming. Again.
“You always complain, but still come go the party and have a great time”, Jess said when we were walking home from school. “So stop making up excuses, or I swear I’ll slap you.”
“You can’t fight with an argument like this, I guess”, I sighed.
My parents didn’t have anything against the party, they didn’t put much interest in me as long as my grades were good and I was in cheerleaders team.

I showed up at Jessica’s at 7, and was one of the firsts, because 7 really mean 9, but it was okay. My plan was to get buzzed (and I really wanted to get drunk that night) before party starts for good and to avoid Montgomery. Good thing was that after Tuesday talk in cafeteria he kinda stopped annoying me.
By 10 pm I was properly drunk, so when Justin asked if I want to play spin the bottle with him and few other people of course I was like “Duh, fuck yeah”. I sat the floor between Sheri and Zach.
“Hey, Monty, you play?”, Zach asked and moved slightly making place for Montgomery to sit between us.
It didn’t really bothered me, because last three days he had been acting normal, so I thought he finally accepted the fact he got played.
After few spins bottle pointed at me, I leaned towards Troy and gave him a quick kiss. I spinned the bottle and it pointed Monty. With poker I turned to him and kissed him as quickly as I did with Troy. He spinned and it pointed on me again.
“Seriously?!”, I sighed.
He quickly wrapped his arm around my neck, turned us, so people couldn’t really see our faces and kissed me stucking his tongue in my mouth. It lasted way too long than typical kiss in the game.
“At least first bring her a drink, Montgomery”, Justin said and threw chips in our direction.
“Easy, hot head”, I mumbled as I moved away without looking at his face.
Few minutes later game was over, mostly because Jessica and Justin turned it into make out session. I got up and went to the kitchen, to make myself another drink and grab something to eat.
One minute later I felt someone smacked my ass.
“Did you just…”, I didn’t even have to look to know who it was. “You’re fucking disgusting, you know that?”
“Maybe, but somehow I think you you’re into it and you like what is going on between us”, he took a sip of my drink without asking.
“Oh my God, you’re also fucking ridiculous”, I said with my eyes wide open. “I’m too sober for that shit”, I drank whole drink at once.
“You swallow fast”, he said with cocky smirk on his face.
“One more word and I’ll throw up at you, I swear”.
“Yo, Y/N”, I heard Jeff calling my name.  “Wanna go for a beer run with me?”
“With pleasure”, I answered and run to him without even looking and Monty.
In the car Jeff told me how he helped Clay and Hannah with their twisted situation, clearly proud of himself that for once he turned out to be smarter than Clay.
“You’re good guy, Atkins”, I smiled at him. “All you want is to play baseball, have a good grades and help Clay with Hannah and that’s beautiful.”
“Oh, come on, I’m gonna blush”, he laughed.
“No seriously, I will tell every girl that you’re the most pure, sweetest cinnamon roll and that you’re different than others and don’t care about scoring".
Weird grin showed up on his face.
“You already scored today, didn’t you?”, I punched him in the arm. “I take my words back, you’re awful”, I laughed. “How does it happen that everyone make out with everyone, except me?“
“You know…”, Jeff moved in the seat. “It’s probably cause you always seem so… tied… And stressed”
“Excuse me?”, I turned on the seat.
“Well, you know, compared to other cheerleaders… Look, they don’t give a shit about anything, they don’t give a shit about school, about grades, they don’t give a shit even about cheerleading. And you care about everything and that’s why you seem more stressed than them”, he tried to explain. “Take a chill pill, make out with someone, have some fun”, he punched my arm.
(Un)fortunately his words and the drink I drank and once before leaving for beer run, both hit me at the same time. Super drunk me decided to make out with somebody. Anybody. We came back, I left the car and started walking towards Jessica’s home, having big troubles with walking in straight line.  
“Y/N, for fuck’s sake, just be careful”, Jeff shouted for me.
“Yeah, yeah”, I mumbled getting into the house.
I looked around and spotted Montgomery sitting on the couch, doing something of his phone. I went there, sat next to him and put my hand on his thigh.
“It’s a party, Monty, put this phone away and have some fun”, I said.
“Huh, look who’s gotten friendly”, he looked at me suspiciously.
“I know, I’ve been a bitch but I went for that beer run with Jeff, you know, and I realized some things”.
“Really, what things, for example?”, he put his arm around me.
I didn’t answer him, I stared at his face instead, giggling.
“God, you’re handsome”, I said glancing at his lips.
“Okay, here’s what we gonna do”, he leaned towards me and whispered into my ear, “I’m gonna go upstairs, to Jessica’s room, and you’ll join me in few minutes”, his lips were touching my ear.
I nodded my head, Monty quickly kissed me on the neck and basically run upstairs.
“I’m gonna get laid”, I mumbled to myself. “I think I’m gonna get laid.”
“Hey Y/N”, Jessica jumped on the couch.
“Where have you been, I was looking for you.”
“I was on a beer run with Jeff.”
“Goood, I was afraid we run out of alcohol, but then Jeff came in like a Superman with sixpacks”, she giggled.
“I think I need some water”, I smiled at her and left to the kitchen, I need to get rid of her.
I poured myself a water, drank it and run upstairs. When I opened door to Jessica’s room, it was dark inside. I closed and locked the door.
“Montgomery?”, I whispered.
I heard steps behind me, second later Monty pushed me to the wall, grabbed my wrists put them above my head. His hands went down the sides of my body, until he grabbed my thighs and pulled me up, so I could wrap my legs around his waist.
He laid me on the bed his lips went from my down neck to collarbones and started sucking it just like a week ago.
“Monty”, I punched his arm.
He pulled up, stroked cheek, and said, “Today I make the rules”, shiver went down my spine.
“Fuck”, I mumbled.
His hand went from my thigh to my breast and squizzed it. The other one pulled dress up, he started kissing my stomach, getting lower and lower, sucked my belly button, probably causing huge hickey around it, but I really fucking didn’t care. His head went up and he kissed my lips again. I felt his fingers sliding into panties which only turned me on more.
I started unbottoning his shirt but he grabbed both of my wrists with spare hand.
“Keep your hands yourself”, he whispered and slided his fingers into me.
I scratched his back.
“You like that?”, he asked as he curled his fingers and pumped them again and again.
“Fuck, Montgomery, I want you, just fuck me already”, I moaned.
“Does it turn you on?”, another pump.
I nodded my head and bit my lip trying to not make any noices. It was dark, my eyes were closed, butcould sense fucking cocky smirk on his face. He slided out of me and sat bed.
“Monty, why did you stop?”, I also sat on bed and switched the light on.
He bottoned up two bottons I had undo and fixed his hair.
“What the fuck are you doing?”, I asked.
He stood up, leaned towards me and looking me in the eyes said, “Guess you can’t play the player, huh?”
“Are you kidding me?”, I shouted.
“It was fun, see you on Monday”, he unlocked the door, smiled at me and left the room.
I sat there speechless for a few good minutes.
“What the fuck did just happen?”, I asked myself out loud.
I fixed my hair, took a deep breath and decided to go back to the party.
“Fucking bastard”, I mumbled.
I went down and sat on the couch next to Jess.
“Why don’t you have any drink?”, she asked.
“I’m good, thanks”.
“You know, to be honest, you look a little fucked, break will be good for you”, she said, even though she was the one who was barely able to speak. “ Where the fuck is Justin?”, she looked around.
“He’s playing beer pong with Montgomery”, Alex Standall sat on a chair in front of us.
“Cool, thanks Alex”, Jessica got up. “You’re not coming?”, she asked me.
“No thanks, I’m good, just gonna sit for a while”, I answered but she was gone before I even stopped talking. “How’s the party, Alex?”
“I love her”, he mumbled, looking after Jess.
“Oh God”, I rolled my eyes. “You two dated for like two months, year ago, seriously man, get over it”.
“It’s love. It’s not logic”, he sighed.
“Alex, I’m not saying this because I’m a bitch or because I root for Jessica and Justin. I’m saying this because you’re good and you deserve to be happy, okay? Move. On.”
Said me. Person who couldn’t get over the fact that she got played by a player because she tried to get him played. Hypocrisy at it’s finest.
I walked around the house, looking for Jeff, who was supposed to drive me home. Instead I bumped on Sheri. I pretended to listen to her while I was discretly watching Montgomery talking to some girl, wrapping his disgusting arm around her.
“…are you even listening to me?”, she shaked my arm.
“Umm, yeah, I was just… Looking at driveway, but I can’t spot Jeff’s car”, I lied quickly, in the meantime Monty got back inside.
“He went for another beer run”.
“Okay, I gotta go”, I smiled at her and went to the house.
I saw de la Cruz shouting something to Justin as he was walking upstairs and then got into bathroom.
I got you, you little fucker, I thought, went upstairs and stood next to door as if I was waiting in the line.
“Are you waiting to get to the bathroom?”, Troy, the baseball player, patted my shoulder.
“Yeah, yeah, I am”, I had to get rid of him, “Umm, you know… I feel a little bit sick, so it may take a moment…”
“Are you gonna throw up?”
“Maybe… As I said, it may take a moment. But you can use bathroom downstairs, it’ll probably be faster.”
“Good idea, you’re smart”, he pointed at me. “Take care, Y/N”
“Bye, Troy”, I chuckled watching him, when he was trying not to kill himself on the stairs.
And I heard door getting unlocked. Montgomery opened them and then I pushed him back inside and locked the doors again.
“We are finishing it now”, I said, grabbed his neck and kissed him.

My Mobile Masterlist

**Updated 12/16/2016**

The Flash (TV Show) Imagines

~Worried About You (Barry Allen/The Flash)- School and work have been keeping you occupied, and Barry has decided that it is his job to do something about it.

~I Think I Deserve A Re-Do (Barry Allen/The Flash)- After a really hard day, someone has to be there to pick the team back up, and maybe even bring them some holiday cheer.

Game of Thrones Imagines

~The Queen in the North (Robb Stark)-  Y/N was sent to live with The Stark family at a young age, and ever since then, she seemed to fit perfectly, maybe even more than she had ever noticed. {Part 1} {Part 2} {Part 3} {Part 4} {Part 5}

~If I Could Tell Her (Jon Snow)- Y/N has been in a black mood, even after the Great War ended. Jon had made it his mission to remedy the situation.

Harry Styles Imagines

~When Time Flies-  Y/N hasn’t looked at the timer counting down on her wrist in a few days, but her soulmate was on their way.

The 100 Imagines

~The Flirt (Bellamy Blake)- Y/N is a huge flirt that somehow always manages to make Bellamy Blake blush.

Marvel Cinematic Universe Imagines

~What Outfit He Likes You To Wear (Tony Stark/Iron Man, Steve Rogers/Captain America, Thor, Clint Barton/Hawkeye, Bruce Banner/Hulk)

~A Little Convenient… (Peter Parker/Spiderman)-  Your best friend, Peter, has suddenly disappeared, and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t a bit suspicious.

~The Captain of the Mathletes (Peter Parker/ Spiderman)- Even though you have been in the same classes for years, you haven’t had the courage to talk to Peter Parker, captain of the Mathletes. 

~Falling For Him- Captain of the Mathletes pt. 2 (Peter Parker/Spiderman)- You are getting your big test back today, and Peter is there to catch you when you fall.

~Worth It (Peter Parker/Spiderman)-  You and Peter are training in the tower, and a new move puts you in a bit of a compromising position.

~Just a Tour (Peter Parker/Spiderman)- Since you are new to the tower, everyone insists that Peter Parker gives you a tour of your new home.

~Somebody Has Danny (Peter Parker/Spiderman)- Your little brother disappears, and the only person you can think to call is Peter. Luckily, he has a secret that is going to help.

~It Didn’t Go According to Plan (Peter Parker/Spiderman)-  It’s your boyfriend’s birthday, and you had planned the perfect day. But when you are dating a superhero, things don’t always work out.

~Snooping (Peter Parker/Spiderman)- You had always trusted him, but after three cancelled dates, a casual look around Peter’s room couldn’t hurt.

~ Movie Night (Peter Parker/Spiderman)- You and your best friend had a long-standing tradition of Friday movie Nights, but when Aunt May isn’t there, things start to change.

~Here to Help (Souldmate!Peter Parker/Spiderman)- AU where Y/N has the first words of her soulmate tattooed on her arm. “Don’t worry, I’m Spiderman. I’m here to help.” didn’t instill much confidence.

~Get Well Soon (Peter Parker/Spiderman)- Y/N gets sick during school one day, and has an interesting conversation with one Peter Parker in the school’s office.

~Are You Okay? (Peter Parker/Spiderman)- While cuddling after school one day, Y/N notices that Peter has acquired some new muscles, concerningly quickly.

~A Secret (Peter Parker/Spiderman)- Y/N is so used to lounging around in Peter’s apartment, she just wasn’t ready for Spiderman to tumble in through the window.

~The Ballerina (Steve Rogers/Captain America)- Y/N has always worked best with classical music in the background, but she wasn’t expecting someone to be reading over her shoulder.

~Hey There Soldier (Bucky Barnes/The Winter Soldier)- Y/N gets a bit tipsy one night, and is in close proximity to a certain super soldier with a very cool metal arm. 

~Russian Lullibies (Bucky Barnes/The Winter Soldier)- AU where you hear your soulmate’s singing voice in your ear. Y/N has never met her soulmate, but his voice has been lulling her to sleep for a while.

~Reports (Steve Rogers/ Captain America)- Y/N walked in on Steve humming something a bit odd when she came by to drop off the reports, the national anthem.

~~~Like a Fairytale Series

~Right this Way, Cinderella (Steve Rogers/Captain America x Cinderella!Reader)- AU where someone decides to throw Steve Rogers a birthday and someone else convinces Y/N to sneak out and attend.

~The Mystery Girl- Right This Way, Cinderella pt. 2 (Steve Rogers/Captain America x Cinderella!Reader)- Steve can’t stop thinking about the mysterious girl that slipped through his fingers at that masquerade birthday party.

~Have an Apple, Dear (Bucky Barnes/The Winter Soldier x Snow White!Reader)- Y/N takes a mysterious apple from a stranger- not her best idea. 

~I Am Not a Damsel in Distress (Thor/Hercules x Megara!Reader)- Y/N thinks that she can handle herself, Thor has other ideas, and Loki certainly does.

DC Extended Universe Imagines

~Two Can Play at This Game (Barry Allen/The Flash)- Y/N always tries to hold everything in, but after a truly terrible day, she has to rant, and Barry just happens to be there.

~Well, You Took Your Time (Barry Allen/The Flash)- Y/N is kidnapped by someone that wants to get back at The Flash, yet she doesn’t even think that she knows the Flash.

~They Are For You (Ezra Miller)- Ezra is in and out of Y/N’s flower shop every other day, what she doesn’t realize is why he is buying so many bouquets.

~It Just Felt Right (Ezra Miller)- Y/N has always been under the impression that her best friend was uninterested in her, put this Christmas, that may change.

~Are You Jealous? (Barry Allen/The Flash)- Barry was late for an office Christmas party and a particularly pushy coworker does make for an interesting night. 

~Christmas Cuddles (Barry Allen/The Flash)-  Y/N has worked very hard to have a festive night with her boyfriend, and she isn’t about to let him ruin it…

Jurassic World Imagines

~Reunited (Zach Mitchell)- Y/N had told Zach to be careful before he left, and she can barely fathom the footage she’s seen on the news while she waits for her best friend to come home.

~I Don’t Know What I’d Do (Zach Mitchell)- Y/N gets on a plane to go and see her best friend after the attacks at the park.

X-Men Imagines

~Slow Down (Peter Maximoff/Quicksilver)- Y/N has a tendency to overwork herself, and Peter certainly is not okay with that.

Star Trek Imagines

~I Have Been Waiting All Night (Kirk)- Y/N owns the restaurant that Kirk brings all of his dates to, but tonight, he has shown up alone. 

~Impatient (Leonard McCoy/Bones)- Y/N is at the base, waiting anxiously for her boyfriend to come home to her. Not only has he been gone for months, but now she has to deal with his crew as well.

Star Wars Imagines

~Not So Bad Afterall (Cassian Andor)- The rebellion is having a Christmas Party, and Y/N is not about to waste that opportunity.

~He Promised (Cassian Andor)- Cassian had promised to come back to Y/N, but some promises just can’t be kept. Thankfully, he has his earpiece in and she can talk to him one last time.

~Hope (Cassian Andor)- (He Promised Pt. 2) Cassian died on Scarif, but the Force was miraculous, and it was definitely able to find a way to bring them together again.

Hamilton: An American Musical Imagines

~A Basket of Bread (Alexander Hamilton)- Y/N has seen a group of men in the square everyday, and she can’t help but think that they look like they could use a little something to eat, and maybe a helping hand.

~Dream Bigger (John Laurens)- Y/N is best friends with the hamilsquad, and they have been trying to get her to think outside of the Box for years. After walking her home one night, Laurens makes a pretty convincing argument.

~Blushing Like A Rose (Lafayette)-  Y/N is spending the holidays with the Schuyler’s and she knows that Eliza is going to meddle, no matter how many times that she insists she leave well enough alone.

~Amost Strangers (Lin-Manuel Miranda)-  Y/N is shocked when a customer comes in claiming to be a regular but she has never seen him before. Three days later, and she can’t help but think that he wasn’t lying.

~Nice To Meet You (Lin-Manuel Miranda)- Pride and Prejudice AU Y/N meets the particularly introverted Lin and just maybe gets the wrong idea.

~Call Me Thomas (Thomas Jefferson)- After the Schuyler sisters drag Y/N to their dinner party, she meets her souldmate, the archenemy of some of her best friends. Thomas Jefferson. {Part One} {Part Two} {Part Three} {Part Four} {Part Five}

Teen Wolf Imagines

~Uh Stiles? (Stiles Stilinski)- Stiles is very worried about Y/N’s safety, after all, she is a bit of a klutz.

~He Comes to See You on Opening Night (Stiles Stilinski)- Y/N is the lead in her school musical, and one person’s face in the audience makes all of the nerves disappear.

~You Have Flour on Your Face (Derek Hale)- Y/N decides that her new next door neighbor needs a bit of holiday cheer. After a while, he decides that she might be right.

~Just a Bit of Snow (Derek Hale) (You Have Flour on Your Face pt. 2)- Derek seems to be warming up to his next door neighbor, and Y/N seems to agree.

~Uh, Derek… (Young Derek Hale)- Y/N has been anxiously awaiting the return of her boyfriend, but she wasn’t expecting this version of him.

~Happy Birthday (Jackson Whittemore)- It’s Y/N’s birthday, and even though she wants to be happy, she can’t help but miss her best friend.

~I Think You Should Take A Break (Isaac Lahey)- Y/N’s boyfriend is worried that she is simply spending too much time on homework, and he has plans to change.

~The Girlfriends I See Them With (Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale, Liam Dunbar)

~You Have a Movie Night (Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski, Isaac Lahey, Aiden Derek Hale, Peter Hale)

~The Outfit He Likes You In (Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale, Isaac Lahey, Peter Hale, Aiden)

~When You Are Upset (Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale, Liam Dunbar)

Criminal Minds Imagines

~Merry Christmas… I Guess (Dr. Spencer Reid)- Y/N has always supported her boyfriend, but she is missing him during the Christmas season, and she certainly wasn’t happy about having to visit him in the hospital.

~An Unconventional Office Christmas Party (Dr. Spencer Reid)A certain Dr. is going to be at the office Christmas party, and Y/N doesn’t know if her heart can take it.

Harry Potter Imagines

~Perhaps This Year Will Be Better (Neville Longbottom)- Y/N is staying at Hogwarts for the holidays, and so is Neville Longbottom. 

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them Imagines

~Falling (Newt Scamander)- Newt was hesitant to show Y/N his case at first, but now he can’t imagine life without her. If only he had the courage to tell her.

~Something Worth Keeping (Newt Scamander)- Newt and Y/N are traveling to Egypt after catching wind of a Thunderbird in need of help. Even though they both have work to do, Y/N gets distracted by a certain magizoologist.

~You Know? (Newt Scamander)-  It isn’t often that Newt meets someone who knows about magical creatures, much less someone who wants to protect them. So when he meets Y/N, he can’t help but be impressed.

~The Star (Newt Scamander)- Y/N wanted to surprise Newt with a decorated tree, but getting the star on the top of the tree was proving to be a bit of a challenge.

~Sickly (Newt Scamander)- Y/N isn’t feeling well, and falls asleep in the case. Newt finds her in a… strange position, to say the least. He, of course, helps her along.

~A New Adventure (Newt Scamander)-   Queenie drags an awkward Y/N to the MACUSA Christmas Party, and she somehow ends up under the magical mistletoe with one Newt Scamander.

~Mating Call (Newt Scamander)- Y/N has a bad habit of wandering off, and Newt finds an… original solution to the problem.

~A Nice Ring (Newt Scamander)- BurlesqueDancer!Y/N meets an awkward Newt when he stumbles into her club one night.

~The Light of Day (Newt Scamander) A Nice Ring Pt. 2- Newt is back at the club, and this time, he asks Y/N out on a date.

5 Seconds of Summer Imagines

~Overprotective (Luke)- Y/N’s older sister has always been your biggest supporter, also making her the biggest judge of your new boyfriend.

~You Are Super Sick (Luke)- Y/N is down for the count, but Luke isn’t going to let her go through it alone.

~College AU (Calum)- After an awful day, Y/N doesn’t know if getting invited to a coffee shop is a blessing or a curse.

~College AU (Calum) (pt. 2)- Y/N is getting ready to attend Calum’s band’s show, and her nerves couldn’t be worse.

~The VMA’s (Luke, Calum, Michael, Ashton)

~Their Favorite Thing About You (Luke, Michael, Calum, Ashton)

~What You Wear to the Concert (Luke, Calum, Ashton, Michael)

~What You Do On His Day Off (Luke, Calum, Ashton, Michael)

Youtuber Imagines

~Can I Borrow a Pencil? (Phil Lester)- Y/N has been in love with the most forgetful boy in the world, and he just so happens to sit in front of her in math class.

~The  Outfit They Love on You (Jack Harries, Finn Harries, Dan Howell, Phil Lester, Alfie Deyes, Jim Chapman)

I put everything that I could find on my blog on this, even some super cringe-worthy stuff that I wrote when I was first starting out.

Lover Boy (Davey Jacobs X Reader)

WC: 3088

Warnings: Sadness, childbirth, mentions of sex, pregnancy, war stuff

Summary: Davey goes to serve as a doctor during World War 1, but little does he know that his wife, Y/N, is at home pregnant.

Tagged: @lildipstick @bellasabb @linslovelylocks @ahhhhamilton

A/N: I know my schedule says a fic on Sunday but psych bitch! @gninrud-anna gave me this plot (and a lot of the wording was from her messages) and honestly I adored it so I decided to make it a full fic. Enjoy!

“Y/N. I’m home!” I whirled around to face my husband, my skirts swishing as I did.

“How was work, darling?” I asked, pecking Davey’s lips as he shed his coat, hanging it up by the door.

“It was alright. We did get one guy in the office who had somehow managed to swallow a dollar’s worth of nickels. That was somethin’ else, I’m telling you, Y/N.” Davey said, chuckling as he opened the newspaper that sat on the kitchen table.

“That’s great. Is there anything in particular you want for dinner, Dave?” I said, and Davey paused, setting down the newspaper.

“Not really, but, uh, before you start dinner, there’s somethin’ I’ve been meaning to tell you.” Davey said, scratching the back of his head.

I furrowed my eyebrows and sat down next to Davey, placing a hand on his arm gently.

“What is it? You’re not dying, are you?” I said, and Davey let out a little chuckle, shaking his head.

“That’s good.” I muttered, kissing Davey’s cheek softly.

“Y/N, I enlisted. I wanna go overseas and do my part in this war. Ya know, help out the sick and wounded people.” Davey said, and the room fell silent.

There were quite a few moments before any words were uttered. “You what?” I said, and Davey let out a sigh.

“You heard what I said, Y/N. The army’s always lookin’ for more doctors, and they always say that a doctor is the safest profession in the military.” Davey said, standing up and running a hand through his dark hair.

“Davey, what if you don’t come back, huh? What if something goes wrong and I lose you?” I said, feeling tears prick at my eyes.

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anonymous asked:

What if MC had a younger, maybe hotter, sister that tried to flirt and seduce everyone in RFA + V and Saeran?

Jesus Christ DO I HAVE EXPERIENCE WITH THIS *well she was like one of my best friends and jesus pent up aggression gonna be on this post LOL 

MOD Saeran happily serving you :) 

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sidney crosby // name on your back

a/n: double upload in honor of game 2 of the stanley cup finals tonight! let’s go pens!!

warnings: none

who: sidney x reader

premise: you usually wear your twin’s jersey, but your boyfriend, Sidney, has something to say about it…


Your family had always been a hockey family. Growing up, while everyone else was always preparing for the super bowl or playing baseball in the park, you and your three brothers were hitting pucks into soccer goals and racing everyone on the ice as soon as the pond froze over. Your father had played in in college and your mother had fallen in love with the sport as soon as she fell in love with dad.

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Someday Your Child May Cry

Previous: Question | Preparations | Irrational | Confession | Collateral | Thoughtless | Interrupted | Recovering | Irresponsible | Possibility | Devastation | Confrontation

13. Generous

To Mulder’s intense relief, the Gunmen are exactly as sympathetic and supportive as he had promised. They’re happy for Scully, thrilled she might not be denied a shot at motherhood after all, and awed by Mulder’s decision to try and help her conceive.

“Way cool, man,” is all that Frohike has to say, and the other two nod enthusiastically.

They set up the bank account immediately, under the names Joshua and Alicia Lowell, since Mulder is relatively convinced that his George Hale alias has probably been overused to the point of longer being an option. The fake identifications will take longer, but since Scully needs to finish recovering before they can take their next shot, the wait is not an issue.

Langley volunteers some additional, unexpected information: his younger sister, who also lives in DC, had undergone fertility treatments two years ago. She’s now the mother to a set of healthy twin girls. Langley retreats to another room to call her, and returns with the contact information for a Dr. Nyana Sabarwal, for whom his sister nothing but praise.

And so, weeks later, they’re back on the roller coaster, only this time everything seems a thousand times more intense, because it’s their last shot at this. Or, at least, Scully believes that it is, because Mulder is very determinedly not mentioning his plans to pay for all future attempts, should this one not pan out. He’d gone alone to pick their fake identification up from the Gunmen, and while there, he had given them instructions to transfer a significant chunk of his father’s money into the new account. He sees no need to begin the conversation with Scully unless it becomes necessary though; he doesn’t want her dwelling on the idea of this round not working.

With Scully still recovering from her gunshot wound, they aren’t sent back into the field even after she returns to work. The dull routine of background checks is helpful when she’s still in pain, but once she’s better, once the embryo transfer is complete and the waiting game has begun, the lack of distraction quickly becomes a problem. Scully is jumpy and irritable with the other agents in the bullpen, who thankfully put it down to physical discomfort from having been forced to come back to work before she had fully healed.

At noon on the day before Scully’s appointment to take a pregnancy test, Diana Fowley stops by the bullpen.

“Agent Scully,” she says, an enormous, sappy (and clearly fake) smile on her face as she looks down at Scully, who watches her distrustfully. “It’s so good to see you back! How are you feeling?”

“I’m fine, thank you,” says Scully stiffly. Diana exchanges the fake smile for a genuinely warm one as she turns to Mulder.

“Fox,” she says, “I just stopped by to see if you’d like to join me for lunch.” Behind Diana, Mulder catches sight of Scully hunching her shoulders slightly. 

“Actually, Scully and I were about to go out to eat in a few minutes,” he replies. Diana waits, probably for Mulder to invite her to go along, which would probably be the polite thing to do. But right now Mulder is in the business of keeping Scully’s stress levels as low as possible, and while he’s not entirely sure why, Diana Fowley clearly pushes his partner’s buttons. Forcing Scully to sit across from her while she’s trying to eat- something he’s had to cajole her into doing, thanks how nervous she’s been- seems like cruel and unusual punishment.

 “Well… maybe later this week,” then,” says Diana uncertainly, clearly confused by the lack of invitation from Mulder. He doesn’t miss the brief glower that flashes across her face as she watches him helping Scully with her coat, but he can’t dwell on it now. He’ll apologize later, but for now, he’s more concerned with getting Scully out of here before Diana asks some awkward question about how the IVF is going, just to get back at him for excluding her.

Wait a second, he thinks to himself as he walks out of the bullpen, hand at the small of Scully’s back. Diana wouldn’t do that, would she?

He realizes that he’s not sure, not anymore. Six years is a long time to be completely out of touch with someone. And as is evidenced by Mulder’s excitement over the idea of having a child with Scully, a person can change a great deal in six years.


Mulder had been planning on leaving early to accompany Scully to find out whether or not the last round of IVF had taken, but less than five minutes before they’re due to leave, Kersh strides into the bullpen to place an assignment on Mulder’s desk, to be completed by the end of the day.

“I can just blow it off,” he hisses to Scully, once Kersh has left, but she shakes her head adamantly.

“He’s already pissed at you for running off to New York without permission when I got shot,” Scully whispers back as she gathers up her things. “We can’t afford for you to be any further from his good graces now, when there could be all sorts of awkward questions flying around in a few months.” He gives her a tight grin.

“Let’s hope so,” he says. “I’ll head to your place as soon as I’m done here, okay?” Scully nods, doing her best to make it seem as though she’s not nervous, trying to hide how badly she wants to change her mind and tell Mulder to forget about the assignment and come with her, because she doesn’t think she can take sitting in that office without him by her side if it’s bad news again.

And, of course, it is. She tells herself, the entire drive home, in the elevator up to her apartment, and while Mulder tries his best to comfort her, that it was foolish to hope for this, that it’s for the best, really, that her life is ill suited for motherhood, that at least now she won’t have to worry about this destroying her partnership with Mulder.

Mulder, however, is nowhere near as ready to let this go as Scully is pretending to be.

“Never give up on a miracle,” he says gently, holding her to his chest. She tries to kiss him, but with the tears obscuring her vision, she misses, and her lips hit the corner of his mouth, instead.

“Mulder,” she says, leaning against him, “it’s not that I don’t appreciate the sentiment… but this is it. I can’t afford another attempt.” He draws back and leans his forehead against hers.

“Let me pay for it this time, Scully,” he says. “I have the money. In fact, I have enough money to try as many times as you want.” Her eyes widen.

“I can’t ask you to do that,” she says.

“You’re not asking me to do it,” he says. “I’m asking you to let me. It’s my father’s money, Scully, the money I inherited when he died. And considering its possible origins… I don’t feel right spending it, not unless I’m using it to somehow undo the damage caused by the people who helped him earn it.” Understanding dawns on Scully’s face.

“Would that include private planes to Antarctica and Sno-Cat rentals?” she asks. 

“Absolutely,” he says. “Please. I really want this, Scully.”

“I know you wanted to do this for me, but Mulder, you’re not under any obligation to-”

“You’re not hearing me, Scully,” he says. “I know I’m not obligated. I want to do this. I want it to work so badly and I’m not willing to give up yet.” He cups her face in his hands. “Just one more, Scully. Please? If you decide it’s too much after that, if you don’t feel like you can go through it again, then fine, we’ll stop… but Scully, please don’t let money be the reason you let go of this dream.”

He is her partner in this, as he is in everything else, Scully thinks to herself. He’s completely sincere in his willingness to do this, she can tell… and with a sigh, she decides, for once, to allow herself to accept his help.

“All right, Mulder,” she says. “One more time.”

She thinks that the smile that lights up his face will stay with her for the rest of her life.

godaof221b  asked:

Dragon AU- You can't leave me with just that! Does Steve ever get a chance to apologize to Tony? How did he end up in Tony's clutches anyways? Will they become friends? Does Tony have any dragon friends? What sorts of things are in his horde (including that 12% of Pepper's?) (I hope you don't regret telling me I could throw questions at you.)

Tony was lonely, so Natasha does some scrying to find someone that could be his companion. She finds a displaced prince without a country and decides that he’s just as good a person as any (and also she has a soft spot for lonely people). She doesn’t see that the prince is waiting for a knight to bring horses for them. Bucky arrives just in time to see a hulking red figure flying away from where he left Steve, and something in the curl of the dragon’s tail was cursing up a blue streak. “Ah,” Bucky says, because that can be no one else but Steve.

Natasha thinks it’s funny how gullible Tony is so she tells him that Steve is a princess and Tony has no reason to doubt her. He thinks it’s very strange that this princess is using such uncouth language. He thought princesses were supposed to be prim and proper. So he asks. “What did you just call me,” Steve hisses, blood boiling after years of being small and sickly and bullies actually calling him ‘princess.’ Oh, Tony thinks. This human is hard of hearing. So he repeats himself, louder and slower. Steve kicks him under his wing, hard, and swears at him so violently that Tony scuttles out of the room in terror.

“He doesn’t like me,” Tony tells Natasha, voice small, and Natasha purses her lips, but she should have expected that. She forgets that she’s the outlier sometimes. She’d been alone so long that finding Tony in her castle had actually been… kinda nice. She hadn’t thought about how a normal person would react to Tony. “Give him time,” Natasha decides after some thought, because she can’t imagine anyone not growing to love Tony.

And then Bucky comes and Tony shivers with terror because knights still make him think of Howard roaring and trying to protect his mate and Maria trying to cover Tony with her body before a sword was plunged through her. But Bucky just warns Tony that he needs to let Steve go for his own safety. It’s not that Tony doesn’t believe him, it’s just–he believes Natasha more. And Natasha said to give him time. So he says “no” and “go find your own princess” and is very proud of himself when the knight retreats with nothing more than a “suit yourself” and a shrug. He must have been very intimidating.

Tony thinks that maybe this will sway Steve in his favor because he’s defended him against an evil knight. But Steve just yells louder and kicks him again and oh, that hurt! Tony shuffles backward, frightened, and realizes that Natasha made a mistake. Steve doesn’t like him. Steve is never going to like him. No noble’s ever going to like him. Rhodey is the only good knight and king. Everyone else is bad. He should have realized that when Rhodey was the first knight to help him.

Luckily the knight isn’t too far away. Tony drops Steve and goes home, and Natasha tries to heal the bruising as best she can, even though she’s angry and upset with herself for sending Tony to get someone who was just going to hurt him.

To his credit, Steve keeps trying to apologize even with Natasha flinging green fire at him. He just wants them to understand: kidnapping him, calling him a princess because someone thinks it’s hilarious, and holding him against his will was not a good way to start a friendship. Rhodey comes by because news of a ruckus going on at the “old haunted castle” got back to him and sighs loudly when Natasha and Steve both shout their sides of the story at him. “Natasha, you were wrong for having Tony kidnap Steve and having him call Steve a princess,” Rhodey tells her, and she scowls petulantly and crosses her arms. Steve doesn’t have time to bask in his smugness though, because Rhodey turns to him and adds, “But you shouldn’t have kicked Tony when you realized he was a gullible dummy. All he knows of humans are Natasha, me, and the knights that murdered his parents in front of him.” Steve makes a horrified noise and covers his mouth. “Nooooo.” “Steve,” Bucky says. “I am always amazed by how well you manage to stick your foot in it.”

Pepper just shows up one day, says, “The man they want me to marry is gross,” and Tony sort of shuffles his claws before asking her, “Are you a princess?” “Yes,” Pepper says viciously. “So you won’t swear at me?” “Of course not!” Tony thinks he likes princesses much better than princes. So he lets her into the castle. Natasha won’t mind probably. Pepper wrinkles her nose at how much ruin the castle is in. “You live here?” “Rhodey fixed it up so it’s not dangerous anymore,” Tony insists. Pepper figures that’s alright then. She offers Tony her favorite book that she’d brought with her when she ran away as payment for keeping her. Tony misunderstands and shows her to his hoard, which includes but is not limited to: books, gems, candlesticks, gold and copper coins, fleece, and she’s pretty sure she sees a few pillows. “I thought dragons only hoarded gems and gold.” Tony shuffles his claws awkwardly. Maybe that’s true. He wouldn’t know.

Pepper rolls up her sleeves and gets to work because she hates clutter. The shelves are cleared of the gems and coins and fleece to make room for the books. She asks Tony to find some empty crates and he does her one better and finds a couple empty trunks. She fills one with the candlesticks and the other with the fleece and pillows. She’s just trying to figure out whether she should separate the coins by type when Natasha bursts in and shouts, “Who the hell are you?!” “I’m Princess Virginia Potts,” Pepper tells her. “The man my parents want me to marry is gross so I ran here.” “Get out!” “No,” Pepper tells her firmly, and then decides she should at least separate the coins between gold and copper. Natasha hovers by the door awkwardly before turning to glare up at Tony. Tony shrugs, peering down at the book Pepper had given him. It’s got a sword in a stone on the cover. Maybe Natasha will read it to him. “Okay but twelve percent of this is mine now,” Pepper says when she’s finished, covered in dust and sweat. Natasha sputters, but Tony just shrugs again, turning the book this way and that. If Natasha won’t read it to him, Rhodey will when he comes to visit. Maybe Pepper will even read it to him!

Dragons outside of family groups are solitary so he doesn’t have any dragon friends. :C It’s part of why he’s such a strange dragon. He didn’t have anyone to teach him how.

Hey guys! This is Viv checking in with you all. Unfortunately with some not great news.

To jump to the case, taxes are due on my family’s home, and we are short the money. Short by $1500. If we don’t come up with the money by the end of September, we will lose the house. Which means homelessness, for myself, my step-father, and brother.

And of course, Howl up there. Howl means more than anything to me. I want her to have a home, here with me and people she loves. She can be a jerk, but she’s my best friend.

If you could find it in your hearts to help us out, we’d be so thankful. $1500 is what we need for taxes, though ideally, $2000 would help us get through a Pennsylvania winter and pay for heating. I’m sorry to ask this of you, but we’ve hit some really unlucky times.

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BTS Reaction To Finding Out You Are Pregnant


Jin met you at a very young age and have been together for a very long time.  You both decided that you guys weren’t get any younger an should start trying to grow your family.  Well about a month after that decision you missed your period.  You took pregnancy test and found out you were pregnant.  You were beyond excited to tell Jin. 

“Hey Jin who do you think should be his/her godfather,”

“Jagi what are you tal- OMG ARE YOU PREGNANT? PLEASE TELL ME YOU ARE PREGNANT!” Jin was very ready to be a father.

Originally posted by jhopefluxo

(I could not find a gif that fit but this one was beautiful so I don't feel that bad)


The thought of having kids never crossed your mind. To you guys sex was just sex. So the day you found out you were pregnant you were shocked. As soon as you found out you went straight to Namjoon.

 "Joonie I’m pregnant. What are we gonna do?“

 "We are gonna be the best parents ever obviously. (Y/n) this isn’t exactly how we planned this but I always planned on having kids with you. So why not now? I love you so much.“ 

Originally posted by choke-me-namjoon


Suga was so focused on his career at the moment that he didn’t want kids just yet.  He knew you were the one it just was not the right time. When you found out you were pregnant you were scared to tell Yoongi because he thought he would be mad. You didn’t want to hinder him from achieving his dream so you decided to do the “only thing” and leave him.

 “Yoongi I’m just gonna say it, im pregnant. I know we weren’t thinking of having kids any time soon and I love you so much and I don’t wanna see your career in danger so I will take the baby and raise it on my own.”

 “(Y/n) no that is the last thing I would possible want. Ya you are right we weren’t thinking of having a kid anytime soon but plans change. And I don’t care if this hurts my career you and our child,” he says while placing his hand lightly on your stomach, “are the two biggest priorities in my life. I love you and I’m not going anywhere.”

Originally posted by jeonsshi


  Jhope wanted kids not be you did not. You were also a dancer in the highest point of your career and a child would mean having to take a break for awhile. Jhope understood that and did not force the topic on you. You promised him kids in the very near future but not right now. You have been practicing for a big concert for the last couple months and the tour was about to start. A week before the first show you got the new costumes to try on. Jhope was excited to see you in them and waited or you on the couch to come out. In the bedroom you had trouble zipping the pants and the shirt was tighter than it should be. You come out of the room in tears telling jhope that there is no weigh you put on the much weight. You started a new diet to stay in shape for the tour and practices do much that there was no logical way. Then you had a thought. You could be pregnant. A day later in the doctors office you got your answer. You were pregnant. You were so shocked. You couldn’t believe that you were gonna miss the tour that you practiced so much for. You body was stiff. Jhope helped you from the chair and you began to walk back to the car. On the walk there he pulled you close and whispered, “(Y/n) I know you didn’t want kids just yet but we have one. We are gonna be great at this. I’m gonna be with you through everything. (Y/n) I’m gonna be around so much you are gonna be sick of it. I love you so much and our future child.” 

Originally posted by nnochu


You and Jimin were in love and everyone could see it.  Would you guys be engaged soon? Yes. Were you guys gonna have kids soon? NO.  You just starting a job and career for yourself did not want to rush things.  Jimin was in one of the peals of his career  and found it hard sometimes to make time for you, let alone a id.  Kids were something you both wanted but not now.

You woke up one morning and immediately ran to the toilet to throw up. After cleaning up you quickly rush to the store to pick up a pregnancy test. You fly back into your apartment and rush the sat jimin who was sleeping on the couch and soak the door to the bathroom. A couple minutes later you are sitting in the bathroom floor crying. Your pregnant. How were you gonna tell Jimin? Jimin woke up from his nap and started looking for you. He saw you were in the bathroom and knocked. When you didn’t answer he poked his head in and saw you one the floor. “Jagi what wrong? Please tell me what’s going on.” You just continue to look at the ground so he starts to look around to try to find what caused this. He spots the positive pregnancy test on the counter and he so shocked. He quickly composes himself and hugs you tighter. “(Y/n) my princess please don’t cry. This is great news. Why would I ever be upset about this? We are gonna be the best parents. Now let’s get you up and we can cuddle.“  

Originally posted by jiyoongis


  You and Tae wanted kids Now.  Even though your families, hyungs, and his managers were saying you were both to young you guys did not listen. You found out the day after Tae left for a 3 month tour that you were pregnant. You decided to wait and surprise him with your growing bump when he got home. Three months later Tae comes walking into your apartment to get the best surprise of his life. "Tae you’re home!” You yell as you waddle up to your boyfriend He looks at you shocked and begins to tear up. He kneels down and puts both hands on your stomach. “I’m so happy to see the both of you.” As he places gentle kiss on your tummy then your lips. 

Originally posted by exoticmaknae

(ignore Suga)

Jungkook :


Baby Jungkook have his own baby? HAHAHA no.  As a matter of fact you both were not ready to raise a kid.  You have not been feeling right the last couple of weeks so you decided to take a pregnancy test.  You had no doubt in your mind that it would come back negative.  While waiting for the results, Jungkook arrived back home.

“Hey Kooks Im in the bathroom you can come in.  I haven’t been feeling well so im taking a pregnancy test just to be sure.”

while walking into the room, “Ok babe that’s fine.  We should probably go to the doctor tomorrow.  You have been feeling pretty bad for awhile.”  He begins to check his hair in the mirror and he glances down at the test to find a plus sign on it.  “UM Babe what does a plus sign mean?’

You run to go check it, “Omg I’m pregnant.”

It would take a coupe hours in all honesty to have Jungkook process that he was going to be a father.  Once he calmed down he would come into bed and cuddle whispering in to your ear reassurance that you both would be amazing parents.

Originally posted by nnochu

(His reaction as soon as he finds out)

Originally posted by bangtan

(His reaction after he has calm downed)

Dad!Shawn Mini Blurb

@dreamingwithmendes look what your conversation made me do…

I was infuriated when I got the call from the office to come in to work today. They needed someone to come sign off on some designs, but I had taken the week off to spend time with my husband and daughter. My husband Shawn had just got back from a lengthy tour, and he was only going to be home a few weeks before he had to leave for more album promos. Walking quickly into my office, I was determined to take care my of paperwork so I could head home to my family. 

“Hello?” A voice on the other line answers and I can hear giggling from our little one in the background. 

“Hi love, I’m finally on my way home. I tried to leave hours ago but Mrs.Keenon was determined to get all of the artwork for the designs verified today. Anyway, I am done now. Is there anything in particular that you’d like me to pick up for dinner?” I ask as I pull out of my work parking lot careful not to hit the parking bumper. Lets just say I am no pro at multitasking.

“No you are good to come on home! We picked up Chinese takeout on the way home from the grocery store today, your favorite! So just hurry home okay?”

I may or may not have done a small celebratory dance when I heard the news that he got food AND I didn’t have to grocery shop. My husband is THE best.

“Alright then, I’ll see y’all when I get home. Love you two!”

“Love you, mommy!” they both yell into the phone.

It is a half hour drive from the office to my house, but it felt like it took hours. Finally, I am pulling into our apartment complex and I head towards the door. I unlock the door and walk inside.

“Guys? I’m home!”

Not long after I announce my presence, I hear two small feet running down the hall. Our three year old daughter, Annistyn, meets me at the door with a giant hug. I take her into my arms and squeeze her. After I ask her about her day, she takes my hand and leads me into the playroom explaining to me that that’s where daddy is. When I turn the corner, all I can do is laugh. There Shawn sits with pink nails and a purple boa around his neck.

“Darling… not that pink doesn’t look flattering on you, but why are your nails painted exactly?” I try to contain my laughter as I take a seat next to Shawn on the floor. He starts to chuckle looking down at his fingers.

“Well, Annistyn wanted to play nail salon with the new nail polish we bought at the store today and you know I can’t say no to her,” he explains with an embarrassed smile plastered to his face.

My heart swells. I love the way he adores our daughter. Not many men would be willing to rock the pink nails but Shawn didn’t mind at all. He always says to him, it’s always worth it to see the precious smile on our daughter’s face. I am so in love with the way he loves her. 

“I do look kinda silly don’t I?” he laughs looking at his hands again. I just giggle and kiss his cheek. I have never appreciated my husband more than I did in this very moment. 

“You do yes, but it’s okay love. You are such a good dad. I hate that I missed everything today. Looks like you two have had lots of fun,” Shawn smiles and gives me a daring look.

“Oh is that so?” he wiggles his eyebrow, “Annistyn, I think mommy needs to have her nails painted. Could you maybe help her out a little?”

Shawn and I just laugh as Annistyn comes running around the corner with her nail polish in hand ready to work. Polish running down her tiny fingers as she sits in front of me and greets me with a “Welcome to Annie’s Salon, mommy”. I look up at my husband as we exchange smiles. It is moments like these when I realize just how blessed I truly am for my little family. 


Originally posted by harrystolemyheart

i randomly got inspired to write this, and i’m pretty proud of how it turned out
i hope you enjoy x


That’s the word everyone used to describe Harry and I’s relationship. And, to be honest, I agreed. Ever since we met, Harry and I just clicked, and we were always by each other’s side. We were inseparable after being friends for three weeks. And then a few years went by, and we had grown up together. And the feelings we had towards one another started showing, no matter how hard we tried to hold them in. Then, one night, Harry and I were walking around after having dinner with some friends, and rain started pouring down from the sky. Soaked, we got in Harry’s car and went back to his place. I showered and he gave me a change of clothes, him showering and changing after I had. We ate our leftovers and watched movies, not realizing how late it was because time had gotten away from us, as it did often when we hung out.

“Is it really almost four in the morning?” Harry looked at his phone screen in surprise.

My eyes got wide. “Holy shit, where did the time go?”

“I know, right?” He chuckled. “I swore it felt like it was maybe one or one thirty.”

I sighed, realizing I had my head on Harry’s shoulder, his arm around me. Had we been like this the entire time? I looked up at him and he was already looking at me, a smile on his face.

“What'cha smiling at?” I sing-songed.

He laughed. “You.”

I laughed lightly. “Why?”

He hesitated, then exhaled. “Would you think I was mad if I told you I was in love with you?”

I looked at him in shock, a smile appearing on my face. “No, because I’m in love with you too.”

He grinned, then leaned in and kissed me. Do you know what the only word that could describe that moment was? Perfect.

Two and a half years later, we were a few months away from celebrating our third anniversary, and Harry was acting strange. I didn’t know why, and it concerned me. Selena came over and I vented to her, crying and worrying that Harry was going to leave me or something. She consoled me, saying that Harry would never break my heart. That he loved me way too much to ever leave me. And after she left, Harry. came home. I was in our room, so I walked out to the living room, anxious to ask him why he wasn’t acting like himself. But when I got to the living room, I saw Harry crouched on the floor, his back to me.

“Hey, babe?” I said nervously.

He turned around, smiling as he held a golden retriever puppy with a bow on its light blue collar.

“Yes, love?” He grinned.

I gasped, walking over to him and petting the dog. “Harry, you did not,”

“Yes, I did,” He nodded. “You’ve always said you wanted a puppy, so I decided to get you one.”

I smiled, tearing up. “You’re the sweetest, you know that?”

“I like to think so,” He chuckled. “What do you want to name him?”

I thought for a moment. “Hm… how about Rain? But like, maybe with an e on the end?”

“Why Raine?” He asked.

“Because, if it didn’t rain that one night, I would’ve just went home instead of coming here. And you probably wouldn’t have told me how you felt about me until much later.” I explained. “I guess you could say we wouldn’t have gotten together so soon if it wasn’t for the rain.

He beamed. “Ah, I guess you’re right. Raine is the perfect name for this little guy.”

After that moment, things continued to be how they always were. Everyone swore that by the time our anniversary came that Harry would propose to me. And though I’d laugh it off, I wanted that more than anything. I wanted our perfect relationship to become a perfect marriage. And I thought Harry did too.

But, when we had but only a month and a half left until we’d celebrate being together for three years, Harry started acting weird again. Instead of acknowledging the uneasy feeling I had, I just chalked it up to everyone’s suspicions being true. That he was going to propose. One night, Niall and Harry suggested that Selena and I have a girls’ day, and we’d get dinner together that night. Though we were suspicious, we went along with it. Many times throughout the day, Selena swore that when we came home that Niall would have some kind of excuse for her and him to leave, and Harry would propose to me. And, again, I really hoped that was the case. Then, when we still had a couple hours until we’d be on our way back, Niall called Selena. He said that there was a change of plans, that Harry wasn’t feeling well and that he would be at home waiting for Selena. So we left fifteen minutes after the call, Selena going home to Niall and me going home to Harry. At least, that’s what I thought. I came home to an empty house, Raine greeting me when I came in. I pet him, then looked around the house to see if Harry was really gone, and if he had left a note. But he was no where to be found, and he didn’t leave a note. I called him many times, him ignoring every single one. I texted him, saying that it was so unlike him to be this way and we needed to talk as soon as possible. I checked every five minutes to see if he had read it, but he didn’t read it at all.

Harry didn’t come home that night.

The next morning, I woke up to tons of notifications. Before I could even go through them, Selena called me.

“Hello?” I answered.

“(Y/n), have you seen or heard anything?” Selena asked me.

“No?” I said, confused. “I literally just woke up.”

She sighed. “I guess I’ll be the bearer of bad news. There are pictures everywhere of Harry leaving The Nice Guy with Nikita.”

I felt like my heart had stopped. Harry wasn’t home last night because he was with his ex. And he didn’t come home, which meant he stayed with her. I almost got sick at the thought of what probably happened. Tears flowed from my eyes as I sobbed, the hardest I’d cried in the longest time.

“How did this happen?” I wept.

“I don’t know, babe,” Selena said sadly. “But I think the best thing for you to do is to just come stay with Niall and I for a while. You know, so you can get some space and think about things.”

I nodded, though I knew she couldn’t see me. “You’re right, I’ll pack some stuff and come over there.”

“Alright,” She sighed again. “Drive safe, love you.”

“Thanks, love you too.” I said quietly.

I got up, brushing my teeth and getting ready. I finished packing, and before I could get my things and go, I heard the front door open and close. Raine, who was laying on the bed next to my bags, ran to see who it was. I already knew who it was, and anger boiled within me. I walked out there, seeing a very tired and sad looking Harry. I crossed my arms, glaring at him.

He looked up at me, petting Raine. “What’s going on?”

“You know damn well what’s going on.” I said, growing more furious by the second. “Do you have anything to say for yourself?”

He stood there, realizing I knew what he had done. He didn’t speak.

I laughed sarcastically. “Of course you don’t. So, you go from promising dinner to our friends and I, to not coming home last night? What the hell is wrong with you?!”

He looked down, still not speaking, so I continued.

“Not only did you not come home, you went out with your ex and then went home with her! When you had your fucking girlfriend at home waiting for you! What kind of twisted fuck does that?!”

After an agonizing silence, he spoke up. “I’m so sorry, love. I–”

“Don’t,” I spat. “You don’t get to call me that anymore.”

He looked me in the eye for the first time during our conversation. “What are you saying?”

“Do you expect me to stay with you after what you did?” I scoffed. “Harry, everyone knows about what happened, it’s all over social media and it’s on tv. Everyone knows you’re a cheating prick. Why the hell should I stay with you?!”

He looked away again, shrugging. “I guess I don’t expect you to.”

It got quiet once again, and I decided to ask something I wasn’t sure I wanted to know the answer to.

“Why’d you do it? Why would you do this to me? To us? We were perfect, Harry.”

He hesitated. “I-I don’t know, (y/n).”

I stared at him in disbelief. “You don’t know? You cheated on me, throwing almost three years down the drain, and you don’t know why you did it?!”

He didn’t say anything.

“Wow,” I laughed sadly. “Well, Raine and I are leaving. We’ll talk when you figure out what your reason for fucking our relationship up is.”


It had been a week since I left Harry. Niall and Selena were nice enough to allow Raine and I to stay with them until I finalized everything with the real estate agent that was helping me find a new place. Of course, like everything else, the media was talking about it. How ‘award winning singer-songwriter (y/f/n) (y/l/n) left her boyfriend of three years and former One Direction member Harry Styles, and is getting her own place after he cheated on her’. The thing was, we didn’t even make it to three years. We were two months away, eight weeks from another anniversary. And just like that, it was ruined.

At first, I wondered if it was something I did. But then came to the realization that I had been the best girlfriend I could’ve possibly been to Harry. I gave him my all, my everything. I didn’t do anything to deserve what he did. So, that meant it was him. I wasn’t sure what, but he did what he did because of something that was going on with him. And that gave me a small bit of relief. My heart was still in a million different pieces, but it helped knowing I did absolutely nothing wrong.

Selena, Raine, and I sat in the living room, when the door opened and shut. Niall came into the room and he had Louis with him.

Niall sat next to Selena, and Louis next to him. Raine perked up when he saw them, his tail wagging. He was such a lovable dog, and it wasn’t as little as he used to be. When he sat, he came to a little above my knee, and it seemed like he grew more and more everyday. He got down from his spot next to me on the couch and sat between Louis and Niall, both of them petting him and grinning.

Niall sighed, his smiling falling. “I know you probably don’t want to hear this, (y/n), but Harry’s a wreck. He refuses to do anything, and he just cries and cries…”

“Poor lad needs someone to all but force him to drink some water,” Louis snowballed, still petting Raine.

Selena chuckled. “He should be upset. Do you remember how she cried herself to sleep up until the night before last? How I had to make sure she drank and ate something. He should be devastated, he brought this on himself. And honestly, I don’t feel bad for him. And you feel the exact same way, right, (y/n)?”

I went to answer her, but I couldn’t. I should be glad Harry wasn’t happy right now. But I wasn’t. I felt guilty, though I knew that I shouldn’t. I couldn’t bring myself to feel okay with this, and all I could think about is how I needed to go see him.


The next day, I showed up at the place that Harry and I shared just a week ago. I knocked on the door, then waited. Eventually it opened, a very surprised Harry appearing on the other side of it.

“W-What are you doing here,” He stammered, his voice raspy. His hair was a mess and his eyes were red, his cheeks tear stained. He looked like a mess.

“Can we talk?” I exhaled.

He hesitated, then opened the door, allowing me in.

We sat in the living room on separate couches. Silence filled the room, and I swore I’d probably be able to hear a pin drop.

After a while, Harry exhaled. “For a while, I’ve had this… feeling. And, I couldn’t quite place it at first. But eventually, I realized what it was. I realized… I didn’t deserve you. As much as I tried to just push it away, I couldn’t. And it got really bad, so I did something stupid. I tried to drink it away. I drank so much, and the next thing I knew I woke up next to Nikita. I swear to you, (y/n), it wasn’t my intention to hurt you. I never thought I’d ever hurt you.”

I exhaled, letting go of the breath I was holding in. “I felt like I didn’t deserve you, but I never went as far as drinking it away or cheating on you. Instead, I realized how blessed I was to call you mine, and I appreciated every single second I got with you.”

"And that’s exactly why I don’t deserve you.” Harry stared at his hands.

I scoffed. “Don’t you get it? All I’ve ever wanted was you! When I met you, I knew you’d be the man I would marry and have kids with. And now, even though we’re not together and that won’t happen, I still can’t see myself with anyone else.”

“You shouldn’t settle for me, (y/n).” He shook his head. “There’s someone much better for you out there.”

“That may be the case, but I’ll never love someone like I love you. I’ll love you forever.”

He got quiet. “I don’t know what to say…”

I scoffed again. “So you’re not going to fight for me?! You’re just going to let me go? …Pfft, you really must not love me as much as you say you do.”

“I do love you, (y/n).” He enunciated, seeing almost frustrated. “I love you with my whole damn heart… with every fiber of my being, that’s why i can’t let you try to get stuck with me. Move on, and find someone better, you deserve at least that. And I deserve the ability to say that I lost you when I swore to myself I’d never let that happen. I deserve to be humiliated, regretful, and remorseful.”

The room was silent once more. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t say anything.

“Now, go.” He said gently. “Go, be happy and take care of Raine. I want to be able to go on social media or turn on the television and see you smiling and being happy like you used to be. Before I fucked everything up.”

I sighed. “I’ll always love you, Harry.”

He smiled. “And I, you, (y/n). Always.”

if you have ideas for imagines feel free to request them, requests are always open x

Drewhemian Rhapsody- a Hell’s Studio Fic

In which I had an idea, @doodledrawsthings liked it, and so I turned it into a story. It’s not quite in line with the original idea, but it’s close enough. Also, since today is the premiere of the new BATIM trailer might as well have a fic in conjunction. Get ready for a Muppets-esque distraction away from important business meetings to keep things running and BATIM inspired lyrics to a famous Queen song. Seatbelts on? Here we go!

First it had started with the Muppet Bendy, which Bendy used to amuse Henry and Joey while simultaneously scolding them. Among the other pranks Bendy pulled, relatively harmless. The others ran the gamut from harmless to harmful -in the sense that the victim would be torn between anger and embarrassment for the rest of the week, but never at the detriment to a cartoon in production. No, Bendy and company usually took the opportunity to pull pranks at meetings, much to the annoyance of all those in attendance.

Today, was the worst -or perhaps best- occasion for such a prank. Studio founder Joey Drew and a few of the other original workers were coming out of their retirement home for one last visit and they were going to sit in on a meeting involving the rest of the studio on the direction the company should take moving forward. Conference call machines were set up in every department available so that news could be directly there for everything that was to come. The execs should have known better, but to be fair they hadn’t known the whole rest of the studio would be in on it.

It had started innocently enough. Bendy, Alice, and Boris as well as Joey, Henry, Susie, and Sammy were sitting amongst the executives in the meeting room. All other departments were on call via the conference machines. Per Sammy’s working conditions request a piano had been brought in for him to work his fingers with. The meeting had been going well so far as various people pitched their proposals and the audience had listened intently. Where it had all gone wrong was when it came time for questions. They should have known Bendy would pull something, especially when at the moment he was only benignly asking questions. Usually at these things he would harshly berate with questions, ripping an idea to shreds before piecing it together into something he liked. No, instead it was going something like this,

“So how does this vision positively affect our product output?”

“We specialize in hand drawn animation, how could we combine that with computer animation without compromising everything we have built up as a company?”

Questions that focused on business casually drifted, so subtly it wasn’t noticed until it was too late;

“I mean c’mon, what world are ya livin’ in? Is this real life, or is this fantasy?”

There was a pause as Bendy stopped a moment looking around the room from his position standing atop the table. No reaction came from anyone, they were all holding their breath, waiting to see what the little devil would do next.

Bendy glanced over to his toon companions, who were looking at him in blank confusion. The demon spoke again, “Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality.”

There was the screech of a chair as Alice stood abruptly. With an unreadable expression the two stared at each other for what felt like an eternity.then their mouths opened an in harmonic unison they declared,

“Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see…”

Boris joined in with, “I’m just a poor boy, I need no sympathy.” while Alice and Bendy fell to backup before the three voices coalesced.

“Any way the wind blows doesn’t really matter to me. To me…”

Suddenly the board realized what was going on and they attempted to shut the whole thing down.

“Now see here,” one of them harrumphed, reaching for Bendy on the table. But before they could, the conference machine spoke with the noises of a single piano playing notes.

The toons allowed Bendy to continue, changing the lyrics as he saw fit, “Papa,” he looked straight at Drew, “Just killed a man, swung a hammer at his head, cracked it open now he’s dead. Papa!” Bendy slid to his knees in front of his creator, “Life had just begun, but now I’ve gone and thrown it all away!”

The toons continued to croon as the executives stood there flabbergasted, unable to control the meeting they had set up. But just as they came back to their senses the toons were finishing up and -as no one had seemed to notice- inching to the door.

“If I’m not back again this time tomorrow! Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters.”

And they peeled out of the conference room, the door slamming shut behind them. The suits breathed a sigh of relief, believing the prank to have come to a close. But the old folks, the ones who knew Bendy and company the best, knew this was only the beginning.

Just as they were attempting to bring the meeting back to focus they heard it, from the little machine.

“Too late,” it was Bendy, “My time has come. Sends shivers down my spine, ink is achin’ all the time.”

“Goodbye ev’rybody,” Alice took over, “I’ve gotta go. Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth…”

“Papa!” Boris howled and then the others joined him, “We don’t wanna die, sometimes we ya’d left us sketches on the wall!”

The music department was in on it, the execs realized as the instrumental break kicked in and one of their employees began to wail on his guitar. This needed to be shut down, and they dispatched several guards to do so. But it didn’t work.

The guards went chasing them down and passed a full size poster advertising the characters. But then, the Bendy’s head peeled off the wall and began singing, “I see a little silhouetto of a man,”

The guards turned tail and chased the trio to a locked room whereby the toons escaped by slipping under the crack, Alice and Boris crying,

“Ink and paint ink and paint will you do the fandango?”

The guards got the door unlocked just in time to be greeted with the entirety of the animation department screaming at them, “Thunderbolt and lightning, very very frightening me!”

From behind them Alice and Boris argued,

“Susie Campbell!” “Sammy Lawrence!” Susie Campbell!” “Sammy Lawrence!” “Susie Campbell!” only for Bendy to break in at the last moment with “Joey Drew!” and then Alice to add in, “And Henry too…” drawing out the ‘o’ while Bendy and Boris joined her.

Bendy pushed his way to center stage, hands together and looking like a repentant soul, “I’m just a demon, nobody loves me,”

Alice and Boris emphasized, “He’s just a demon from Joey’s ink machine, spare him his life from a monstrosity!”

But the guards snapped out of it and chased them down a hallway, all the while the toons kept singing. And yet, this seemed to go according to plan as the hallway was littered with doors that would open at some cue for the people inside to shout at each other;

“No we cannot let them go!” (“Let them go!”) over and over again.

And all of this was heard throughout the studio and back in the conference room the execs and new heads of the studio were absolutely mortified. This was going on in front of the people who had built the foundation for their careers, and retired or not Joey Drew still owned enough stocks to shut the entire place down if he so desired.

The music built and pounded and swelled until it circled back to the conference room for the grand finale, which was so loud and powerful it nearly blew out the conference machine. And Sammy Lawrence moved aside as Bendy appeared on the piano bench and plucked out a few of the final notes out on the instrument. Alice and Boris leaned against it on either side, singing,

“Nothing really matters, anyone can see… Nothing really matters, nothing really matters to me…” and from the machine came the echo into fade out. The song was done.

Stunned silence filled the room. No one could say a single word. And then it came, hoarse and raspy and sounding almost like a creaking hinge. Laughter, pure, unbridled, unadulterated laughter. Happiness, from all the old folks they had brought in today. Some short minutes later, there also came clapping as the original cast applauded the toons’ and the rest of the studio’s efforts.

Bendy stood atop the bench and joined hands with his silver-screen costars. They bowed in unison a couple of times before the ink demon leapt off onto the table and approached them.

“We heard this was probably the last time we was ever gonna see you guys,” he said by way of explanation, “An’ we just couldn’t let’cha go without a proper send off.”

“Yes,” Sammy grumbled, “Over the top and trouble making,” but then a smile cracked his hardened, wrinkled face, “In typical, true, Joey Drew fashion.”

“I have to agree,” Henry added, “Well done. Even better than Muppet Bendy.”

“Brava,” Susie cheered.

But then it fell quiet as everyone waited for the word from the big man himself. Well into old age, but no less sharper for it, Joey Drew sat in his wheelchair and simply looked at them. There was no hint of rage, but no hint of happiness in his expression. The silence drew out into something uncomfortable, even getting to Bendy.

Nervously he stepped forth, mouth turned down against his face in a frown, but eyes uncertainly hopeful.

“Joey?” he ventured, “Didn’t’cha like it?”

Joey narrowed his eyes, pursed his lips and swished them about his face a moment. Then, he spoke, voice sounding stern and disappointed, “Bendy I’m surprised at you,” Bendy shrunk down, head colliding with his torso, “After all these years,” Joey smiled, “I can still get one over on you.”

It took a beat for Drew’s meaning to sink in. But when Bendy looked up he could see the smile of pride on the old man’s face, accompanied by the sentiment of, “Well done my little dancing demon. This has to be your best performance yet.”

Alice and Boris leapt onto their creator, losing their forms a moment due to their happiness. And Bendy just melted into a puddle. Just a little bit. Over the conference machine there came cries of celebration from all over the studio. And the meeting was abandoned for the sake of good times in the projection room, reliving the glory days of Bendy and friends.

So yeah, there we go. Hope you all liked it!

EXO: Their S/O Needs Love and Comfort

A/N: I’m so sorry this took so long :( I hope you enjoy! x

Minseok (Xiumin)

—Luck just isn’t your best friend, is it? The day you forgot to bring an umbrella is the day mother nature decides to drop a huge rainfall in your city. You arrived home wet and shivering, not to mention your bag is dripping wet and your books (and gadgets) are all ruined. When you opened your cabinet to grab a new set of clothes, a huge spider appeared so you waited a little longer in your wet clothes for your boyfriend to come home. Once he did, he saw his girlfriend sitting on the floor soaked and coughing.

“Sweetheart what happened?“ he asked worriedly as he ran toward you with a blanket.

“I’m the unluckiest person in the world right now.“

Minseok released the spider outside (he didn’t have the heart to kill it) and made you a cup of coffee while you both cuddled in the couch. You laid your head on his lap as he played with your hair, singing you softly to sleep.

Junmyeon (Suho)

—You were quiet. Too quiet for Junmyeon’s liking. He knew something was wrong, but he couldn’t get the chance to ask. He was too worried you’d suddenly breakdown if he asks about what happened and he doesn’t want to see his love shed even a single tear. 

“Love, what do you call a fake noodle?“ he suddenly asks out of nowhere. 

You look up at him with tired eyes but managed to give a small smile. “What?“

“An…. IMPASTA!“ he joked. He had his two index fingers pointed at you whilst he waited for your reaction.

Yet, you only stared at him with a blank stare. “Wow.. I suddenly want noodles.” you whispered. 

“Then let’s get some noodles!“ That’s when Junmyeon realized there are two ways to cheer you up. Lame dad jokes, and comfort food. But the your real comfort was just the simple presence of your loving boyfriend, Junmyeon.

Yixing (Lay)

—You rarely show Yixing when you get upset. His heart is so soft and pure that whenever you feel an intense emotion, he feels it as well; and you don’t want him to feel bad. However, Yixing knows you too well that he instantly figured your negative emotion. “(Y/n), wanna go to the park and pet some random dogs?” Yixing asked. He already knows you were upset, so asking if you were okay will just be plain stupid. Instead, he thought of a way to make you feel better. Fresh air and dogs. 

How lucky are you to have a boyfriend as soft as Zhang Yixing.


—Nothing upsets you more than having important plans canceled, especially when they cancel last minute when you’re already dressed up and ready to go. Beakhyun sensed your frustration when he saw you sat on the edge of your bed and staring blankly at your cellphone. He knew you had plans today and he wondered why you haven’t left yet. “Sweetheart, don’t you have any plans today?” he asked. You look up at him and sighed. You told him about your postponed plan and complain how you spent 3 hours doing your make-up and finding the perfect outfit. 

To make you feel better, he offered to take you out for dinner at your favorite restaurant in the city. He wouldn’t shut up about how beautiful you looked that night.

Jongdae (Chen)

—What’s worst than being shouted at by your boss in front of many people? You can’t think of anything because all that’s in your head is how you want to punch your boss right in the face. You felt embarrassed, being randomly exposed about your mistakes in public making you look like a total idiot. Tears started to fill your eyes as you sat inside your office, trying hard not to show any emotions. But when your boyfriend suddenly called, you couldn’t help but let the tears fall freely while you told him about your horrible day. 

Jongdae felt bad he couldn’t be with you to comfort you. But your frustration was suddenly lifted when he started singing a soft melody to calm you down.


—You’ve always hated how sensitive you are. Even the slightest inconvenience upsets you, and your own sensitivity upsets you even more. So when you found out your favorite candy was out of stock at the grocery, you were in deep dismay. Chanyeol knew how much you loved that candy and he finds it adorable seeing you pout over a piece of dessert. 

“Ahh it’s just candy, (Y/n). We can buy next week.“ he said. Chanyeol wrapped his arms around you attempting to comfort you, but you only showed a sly smile. 

You felt someone shaking you awake, you didn’t realize you fell asleep. When you opened your eyes, you saw your boyfriend looking down at you with a big smile on his face. He lifted a small paper bag on his hand, “Here you go, princess. No need to be upset over candy. Go nuts.” 

Chanyeol left the house and searched for your favorite candy all over the city while you were sleeping. You now have your favorite sweets, your candy and Chanyeol. How lucky are you?

Kyungsoo (D.O.)

—You were so confident while taking your finals exams. You studied so hard to the point where you ignored everyone around you just to focus on your notes. But as soon as the results came out, all you could do was cry. You barely reached the passing grade of 80% and you didn’t know where you did wrong. You knew you did well but it seems like your best wasn’t enough.

Kyungsoo just arrived home when he saw you weeping in the living room. He saw your test paper crumpled on the floor and he already knew the bad news. “Love, it’s just an exam, you can always retake it. I’ll cook your favorite soup to calm you down. And maybe watch a comedy movie to put back that beautiful smile on your face okay?”

Jongin (Kai)

—”Sweetheart, can you please pick me up from work?” 

Jongin was so confused when you asked him to come and pick you up from work when you had your own car that you drove everyday, not to mention you called him 4 hours early from your usual leave. 

Jongin picked you up not longer later only to see you sitting on the side of the street with your legs pressed against your chest. He quickly ran up to you with a worried expression. “(Y/n)! What happened? Are you okay?” 

You told him about how you were fired from your job due to a rumor about you apparently “stealing” from the office. Without asking for your side of the story, your boss furiously fired you. Your boyfriend’s heart ached in the sight of you crying against his chest. 

To calm you down, Jongin took you to a long drive around the city with your favorite beats playing on the radio, his hand on the steering wheel and other on your thigh tracing random shapes to sooth you.


—Sehun rarely shows how affectionate he is. He usually expresses his love through playful teasing and jokes, but he knows how to show mild skinship when he feels cuddly. 

But when he saw you crying one night over your studies, he quickly turned into the most softhearted boyfriend. He quickly wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer to him. His hand softly massaged your back to relax you while he whispered sweet nothings to your ear. You cried on his shoulder while you poured your heart out and complained how fucked up the education system in your country is. Sehun only listened to your rants because he knew all you needed was someone to listen to you.

After you had your breakdown, he made you a cup of hot chocolate and a cozy blanket for the cold night.

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