but first let the tagging begin


What a shame we all became such fragile broken things ,a memory remains ,just a tiny spark. I give it all my oxygen to let the flames begin. To let the flames begin”

Song Tag!
This may be cheating since no one tagged me in it…but I really wanted to do this

Rules: Shuffle your playlist and make a sim based of the first song that comes on

And the first song that came on for me was Let The Flames Begin by Paramore

I tag whoever wants to do it so if no one “specifically tags you” you can do it and say you were tagged by me. I would love to see more of these

Voltron fic recs, the first

Yoo, lets get this show on the road! I’ve had a number of requests for this and since I very obviously have a Fanfic Problem, I thought I’d inflict it on the rest of you poor sods. 

As with any rec list, please pay attention to the tags and warnings <3

A Fish and A Bird - 13K; klance; Lance has a boyfriend. Lance does not realize he has a boyfriend. Keith, understandably, does not react well.

i bet you look good on the dancefloor - 43K; klance; Lance McClain’s dancing career begins and ends with Keith. Keith just wants to find out what Lance’s deal is.

The Coxcomb - 56K (WIP); shklance; Lance takes the job for the money. Love is apparently a package deal. [AKA the stripper AU you didn’t know you needed]

The Fox and the Hounds - 21K (WIP); shklance; Lance McClain, better known as Blue, is the greatest thief in the history of the world; no treasure is safe from him. Stealing the hearts of two beautiful detectives, though? That gets a little hairier.

call me, beep me - 85K; klance; (00:31) Do you think she gave me the wrong number on purpose? [Wherein Lance messages the wrong number and things kind of snowball from there…]

Homesick at Space Camp - 33K (WIP); klance; “He can’t marry the princess because he’s already married to me!” For the sake of intergalactic diplomacy Lance and Keith have to pretend to be married. And they have to be convincing about it…

So, on April 4th our beloved show turns 4 Years Old…

And as ever a little celebration is due because it’s definitely that kind of party!

I think it’s important to make things as inclusive as possible so two different events!

First, A Competition! #BakeACake4Hannibal

Proposed by the lovely @the-winnowing-wind, it’s very simple, over the weekend of the 1st and 2nd of April, prepare and photograph a cake Hannibal would be proud of, post a photo to twitter or tumblr with the hashtag and make sure we can contact you!

To the prize! The winner will receive a Cards Against Hannibal set, designed by myself and not available to buy. You’ll receive the main set plus the Season 3 Expansion Pack. (Word to the wise, this game is for horrible adult fannibals. It has bad words. So if you’re under 18 please double check with guardians and if you win and don’t want the deck, I’m sure we can think of something else from my store.)

If you have any questions about the competition or prize, please ask!

Second, lets get posting! #Happy4thBirthdayHannibal

I think it’s important to spread the word of Hannibal as much as celebrating ourselves, so along with the usual posts we get everyday I think it’s fab to give the tags a boost with brand new content!

So what I’ve done previously is asked people to sign up to create a gif set or art for an episode or character, this year I’m opening it up to ANYTHING, whether it’s new meta, new fic, gifs, edits, art, expressive dance. If you have something to say about an episode, LET IT BE KNOWN! (We’ll begin with episodes and then if enough people sign up we’ll move onto characters, maybe double up, I’ll let you know.)

Message me with which episode you’d be up for creating new content for, the episodes will be first come first serve, so feel free to send me a couple if you’d like. And then on April 4th you just need to post your brand new content with the tag #Hannibal and #Happy4thBirthdayHannibal.

I’m gunna nab one of my favourite episodes, Primavera, to get us started!

If you have any Q’s about any of these projects, feel free to message me anytime, I’ll get back to you ASAP.

I hope you like the ideas and want to get involved! Good Luck! And here’s to another wonderful year!

Not So Innocent After All

Pairing: Dean x reader (Y/N)

Word count: 3898 words (this ended up getting waaaay longer than I expected…)

Warnings: some smut and a cute Sammy…. I think that’s it :)

Summary: You are on a witch hunt with the boys when a spell is cast on you and Dean. Will he find out that you have a crush on him?

A/N: This was written for @whispersandwhiskerburn Much Ado About SPN challenge. my prompts were the Shakespeare quote: “If music be the food of love, play on” (Twelfth Night I.1) and words Impala, Iron, and Innocence. couldn’t really find a way to work Iron into it, so i skipped that :) A big thanks to Angel, since she helped me through this and betaed for me, also, it was basically her challenge that made me start writing fanfic in the first place. THANK YOU ANGEL <3 I think that was all i had to say for now. Happy reading :)

Ever since you first laid eyes on the older Winchester, you had had the biggest crush on him. Mr. Sex-On-Legs had saved you from a big bad werewolf a couple of years prior, and you had decided to join him and his brother in the eternal battle against supernatural evil. Dean had rejected your application as their new partner in crime in the beginning, but since you had nowhere else to go (and a pair of puppy dog eyes as good as Sam’s) he couldn’t refrain from letting you tag along.

Sam quickly became the little brother you never had, and Dean, well, not so much. You knew he thought of you as more of a little sister than anything else, and though it sometimes was extremely painful not being able to tell him how you really felt about him, you wouldn’t dare risk your friendship and your inclusion in the Winchester family. In the beginning, you thought that he actually liked you back, but as it turns out, Dean flirts shamelessly with every girl he meets. It broke your heart into a million pieces the night you realized how wrong and naive you had been.

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Hate to Love You (Part Three; Final)

Story Summary: You hate Castiel. Or at least, you tell yourself you do. In turn, Castiel feels the same about you. Exactly the same.

A/N: I hope you all enjoyed this!! And feedback is always appreciated!! <33

Pairing: Castiel x Reader

Warnings: language, smut, oral (female receiving) fluffy ending (prepare yourself)

Word Count: 1.7k


Originally posted by mebeingbored1

After sitting in complete silence and listening to Sam and Dean chat in the front seat for what felt like hours, Dean finally pulled up in the bunker garage.

You’d opened the door and gotten out before he even had the car in park and made your way back to your room. You were slightly disappointed when Castiel didn’t follow you, but maybe you’d be better off at getting yourself anyway. You’d just thought that all of those dirty prayers would egg him on. The “I hate you” ones probably ruined everything.

You made your way to your bedroom and closed the door behind you, wishing that you had more of a buzz. You’d only gotten the chance to have two drinks before Cas pulled you away from your potential one night stand. Now you just felt..different – still sexually frustrated, but different. Also not quite as angry as you were before. You almost felt calm.

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Hello and welcome to the first H.I.A.T.U.S. Johnlock Challenge!

April’s theme is Alternative First Meeting!

Have you ever wanted to try writing fanfiction? Well, nows your chance!

Introducing H.I.A.T.U.S. a monthly Johnlock writing challenge blog.

Submissions open on the 2nd of every month for that month’s H.I.A.T.U.S.   theme! The challenge is to write a fic related to the theme between 100 and 25,000 words before submissions close on the 21st.

Everyone is welcome to submit fic, it could be your first time or you could be a seasoned fic author! Already written a fic that suits this month’s theme? Just send us a link to your Fic through our ask box, tagging @hiatustory or by sending us an email at hiatustory@gmail.com. If your fic hasn’t been posted on the blog before we’ll share it for everyone to read and enjoy!

Please make sure to check our submissions guidelines page for more information!

Here are some prompts to help you get started:

Text Prompt

“Because you’re an idiot.” Sherlock looks at him for a moment, affronted. And then … smiles. And if it begins anywhere, it begins here. - ASIP BBC Script

Visual Prompt

Originally posted by brittsinthetardis

Setting Prompts

Sherlock and John could meet for the first time at:

  • Accident and Emergency (A&E)
  • Afghanistan
  • Retirement 
  • School/University
  • Pub/Club
  • While Sherlock is Undercover
  • John works with a charity that helps people struggling with substance addiction
  • On another planet e.g. Mars
  • Underground 

Good luck, everyone!

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Please let us know if you would like to be tagged in our future posts and challenge announcements, or if you would like to be removed!

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anonymous asked:

Hello! I was just wondering if you have any ideas on """dale pike's""" Within the Narrative? I don't know what to think of it, because the writing style doesn't seem like fanfic to me and there's enough levels of meta-y things to drown me in. if mofftiss wrote us fanfiction I am going to explode

oh god ‘Within the narrative’ killed me. Oh God. Okay, deep breath. I’ll do the same as I did for ‘The One Word Test’ here, just go through and pick out the most relevant quotes for me as I go along. 

THIS JUST ANALYSES THE INTRODUCTION ‘CAUSE IT GOT LONG. If folk are interested, I could try and pick apart the whole fic if I don’t die from the attempt sos adhflslhgsjlf.

Hope this helps! From the beginning, then?

Okay, so first we have the weird tagging system- why is the fic tagged as both a Tragedy and a Comedy? Well, because of this opening quote from The Three Garridebs: It may have been a comedy, or it may have been a tragedy. It cost one man his reason, it cost me a blood-letting, and it cost yet another man the penalties of the law. Yet there was certainly an element of comedy. Well, you shall judge for yourselves.” See this post by @teaandqueerbaiting!

^I take this to mean we’ve got our ‘comedy’ Garridebs in The Final Problem, the cheap dangling Garridebs brothers gag. We’re still waiting for our truly emotional, true Garridebs scene between John and Sherlock.

Then, we come to the summary and opening notes to chapter 1:

Right, who on earth is Proper Dave? See this and this post by @may-shepard  @laughing-at-the-darkness and @221bloodnun. Proper Dave is a character from the Doctor Who episode Silence in the Library, written by Steven Moffat and directed by Euros Lyn, who also directed The Blind Banker.

Proper Dave is a PILOT (ooh little on the plane in TFP: ‘the driver’s asleep!’) He’s called ‘Proper Dave’ in contrast with another crew member named ‘Other Dave’ because ‘Proper Dave’ was there before him. It’s never twins, Watson. 

I’ve not watched this episode but basically for some reason Proper Dave “acquires an extra shadow”- this means the villains of the episode are attacking him. The Doctor tries to save him but fails, leaving Proper Dave’s “data ghost” to echo his last thoughts:  “Hey, who turned out the lights?”  Side-note: if this is the 4th favourite fic, I wonder where Proper Dave’s 3rd and other fave fics are… ;)

Now, what about the “A boring story” bit? I cannot for the life of me find the quote, but I remember Steven once describing The Three Garridebs as “a very boring story”- clearly tongue in cheek as it’s one of the most iconic moments of ACD canon, even saying in his own foreward to the stories that “you’ll be blinking back tears when the moment comes.” (x) Tagging @waitedforgarridebs in case she knows where the quote is, the resident Garridebs expert. ;)

“about the stuff between the lines.”- well, we’re all very good at finding that. <3

And the notes. Of course, nothing is certain, but to me these only become worthwhile and genuinely funny if you see them as written by someone who’s…well… very much an insider on the show. “Series 4 and 5 spoiler alerts”- that’s very presumptuous of you. ;) Saying they’ve deduced things correctly, including what they’re “probably” going to call the Watson baby– this is so funny if at this point they genuinely hadn’t decided what the baby was going to be called lmao.

Then we get one of the most bizarre meta introductions I’ve had the pleasure of reading:

“Most people think they know what’s going to happen. Perhaps you’ll dismiss this narrative early, thinking it is boring and banal and not worth the distance to that innermost cave. Or perhaps you’ll be too easily impressed and think this is a great story.
Perhaps you’re just looking for a cheap thrill. Well, this one has thrills, but they don’t come cheaply. The Powers-That-Be never gave me any trigger warnings, so I’ll give none to you, save this: Here there be dragons.
In any case, we’re going to follow the rules. Stories have rules, of course, just like chemistry, like biology. Like gravity. Perhaps—if you are an omnivorous reader yourself—you know that there are certain rules that a good story must never break.
It turns out that we’ve been wrong… and right… all along. That’s the beauty of it. That’s what makes this a good mystery.
Back up a bit. Ready the players. Set the stage.”

Originally posted by beamlyus

Originally posted by benedict-the-cumbercookie

Why, why why is this so meta. Why does it read like a set of instructions. It’s so out of place for a fic. Why is either “dismissing the narrative early” or “being too easily impressed” such an apt summary for some reactions to The Final Problem? The stage is set, the curtain rises. Here be dragons. 

We know “the rules” of this story- and we know that The Final Problem broke all of them. Steven and Mark themselves have said the episode was deliberately full of “transgressions.”

They’ve been wrong….(The Final Problem)…and right (every other episode) all along. The mixture makes it the mystery. We need to- and have solved- that mystery: why it was wrong. Because it didn’t end with John and Sherlock together. The rest of the true love story is yet to be told.

anonymous asked:

Hello 😊 sooooo I've JUST recently gotten into SHINee ( honestly I've been wanting to get into SHINee for a while but I've just been lazy until now) so I'm new to the fandom--whooop! - So I was wondering, is there anything I should know about SHINee? Also could you recommend me anything SHINee related?

welcome to the fandom, sweetpea!

there’s a lot of history to tell from these past ten years, so I’ll give you a condensed version of things (there was this huge masterpost/introduction on shinee I was going to link but I can’t seem to find anywhere otl; I’ll keep searching for it, though); even more so because… I believe it’s easier, in fact, to learn about them slowly and steadily as you become more and more involved with them.

so, take all the time you need! it’s really more exciting to fall in love with the boys little by little tbh.

forget about the typical roles found in kpop groups: all five are vocals (and visuals). shinee as a whole is very different from currently active/3rd generation groups - even though they’ve been on the run for longer, they are still young, they always bring in new, exciting concepts and flawless performances and tend to be compared to rookies in what concerns their energy on stage; meaning, they work as hard and with as much enthusiasm as a group that just debuted. 

taemin is very clumsy and has a habit of losing/breaking things by accident. (important: he hates bugs and I don’t say this lightly.) he’s very reserved and an introvert, but he loves his close friends and family dearly. usually more comfortable somewhere with food available. the personification of persistence and passion for what he does. also, he’s a soloist with three (Korean: Ace and Press It / Japanese: Sayonara Hitori) successful albums released. (you can find my - heavily biased - picks of favorite taem videos here.)

oh and still related to taemin - we have this thing where chanting his name brings in luck, apparently

minho is everyone’s dream boy: acts, raps, sings, writes his own lyrics, is gorgeous and charming and athletic, always working hard to become a better version of himself and the sweetest being you’ll ever hear about. he’s tall and big and all, yes, but don’t fool yourself: he’s soft, affectionate, touchy and a Real sap 24/7. his dad pretty much adopted the other four. he starred on a movie titled ‘Derailed’ recently; on KBS’s Hwarang: The Beginning and a bunch of dramas you can find on a masterlist at the end of this post.

key is a hardworking, inspirational and real example of someone who’s been through a lot and has a lot to useful advice to share based on previous experiences (also, he’s the king of aesthetics). he knows where he stands and doesn’t take bullshit from anyone - that’s why he’s the one to quickly shut down any member who’s being Too Much during an interview/show/etc; which is funny, because key himself is full of energy and will like, do the most for as long as he can get away with it. he’s been featured in a bunch of musicals and took part in a duo, Toheart, back in 2014. solo projects include a collab song with Axodus and an ost with NCT’S Doyoung.

a guide on how much of a sweetheart is kim jonghyun - he’s a complex being with a heart much too big and we’re always learning something new about him. I think the best way to get to know him is through the blue night radio; as its dj, he often shares bits of himself you’ll learn to put together little by little and love as a whole. he’s a soloist, too, with two officially promoted albums (Base and She Is) and a self-composed compilation (Story Op.1) released.

onew is their strength, their main pillar; someone who doesn’t impose his views on the boys and who, in exchange, is extremely respected and loved by each of them (despite his dad jokes and bad puns - they adore him, I’m not even joking). no wonder he won leader of the year back in 2015. ah, yes - he’s a prime example of sunshine incarnate. (he acts, too! he was a rockstar on the musical Rock of Ages and a doctor on Descendants of the Sun.)

the boys are so genuine in themselves, to each other and to everyone else those who work with them are all about compliments and admiration

and it’s not without a reason everyone says they are a family

the importance of the year 2013 to shinee and shawols 

some songs you might want to check out (p.s.: their Japanese discography is amazing and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise)

they really like dogs

they’ve won a shit ton of awards since debut

they dote on their youngest like actual brothers

they are a mess™

shawolsource’s tag for masterposts of videos on each member + dl link for all their mvs (the last part compiled by me)

must watch (in my humble opinion): The Ultimate GroupSHINee’s Surprise Party for JonghyunVlive SHINee Begins and this mess of a promotional video

something I highly recommend checking on in terms of dancing and singing skills and the relationship between the members in general: their concerts. the first one I’ve ever watched was the SHINee World Concert III (which is still my favorite!) and if there’s anything that made me fall even harder for them, like… that was it. I can’t find link for all of them, sadly, but here you have the JATSWCII and SWCIV in full and playlists for the BMU TourI’m Your Boy Tour and DxDxD Tour.

some blogs that will help you out getting familiar with them are @fyjjong and @shineesubbed.

shawols wouldn’t ever miss a chance to go on and on about anything shinee, so - any questions, opinions or requests, don’t hesitate to hit one of us up. ♡

Feigning The Connection

Prompt: You seem so invincible. But just touch you and you’ll wince. You have secrets and trust no one. You’re the perfect example of betrayal. Because anyone you’ve ever trusted broke you. Thrust into a new world, will you be able to stay alone, or will Bellamy work his way in.


A/N: I was so pleased with the amount of love and appreciation i got for the first chapter, so I tried to get this out as soon as possible! Remember, if you’d like me to continue this long series, let me know otherwise I will cut it short! Again, THANK YOU to all those who sent me compliments on the first chapter. I appreciate it so so so so much! 

Just send in a little ask letting me know what you thought!!! Please! Also if you’d like to be tagged, just let me know!

Tagged: @frenchzodiacgirl

Based off of: 01x02

Pairing: Bellamy x Reader

Warnings: none.

Originally posted by hvproductions

“B-But Jasper!” A hand grabbed your wrist, yanking you along as you stared in the direction Jasper had been speared. Shortly after you all got over the shock of it, you begin running in the opposite direction, hoping to make it home. But it didn’t settle right in your chest to run off and leave Jasper like that.

“Let’s go, Y/N!” Finn yelled, yanking you harder. Despite how wrong it felt, you listened, running in tow with Finn, Clarke, Monty and Octavia ahead of you. Your heart was beating so hard, you thought it would rip out of your chest. Your chest hurt as well, heaving in anxiety.

You winced when Monty tripped and grunted, landing on the ground. Running further, the group of you all tried to pull him up as he seemed frozen with shock. Looking around, you let go of Monty as he finally stood up and with wide eyes, gaped at the remains of a person around you.

“Oh my God…” You whispered.

“Who are they?” Finn asked, shaking his head. Clarke remained silent as she picked up the skull of one, you felt your breath almost leave you at the odd shape of the skull.

What are they?”

“We are so screwed.” Octavia panted, and in your mind you couldn’t help but agree. You felt fear crawl up your spine as you tried to regain your breath. This was all too much to handle, you felt like your breath was leaving you.

 A distant scream came about and you felt your knees shake. You could barely hear Clarke state that Jasper may be alive and try to run off, as you crouched slightly and placed your hands on your knees. You felt your throat closing in on you, as you tried to take deep breaths. your head shook and everything was becoming a blur.

Your wrist was gripped again as you were pulled off back in the direction of Jasper. Staring at where the boy once was, you found him gone. “Wait where his he?” You faintly heard Finn ask.

“No. Where is he?” Monty repeated, panic set dead in his voice.

“They took him.” With those final words, you shook your head. You felt like crying, nothing was making sense. You had the good sense to realize that some one had placed their hand on your shoulder, trying to gain your attention but you couldn’t focus on them. You were having a panic attack. 

“Y/N!” Finn called, turning to the rest with panicked eyes he tried to gain your attention.

“She’s having a panic attack.” Octavia concurred, shaking her head. 

“What do we do?” Monty asked frantically. Shaking her head, Clarke step forward, lightly pushing Finn away and grabbing you by your shoulders. You were desperately trying to breathe, but the breaths were short and frantic. Realizing that she needed your eyes on her, Clarke grabbed your head, making you lightly focus on her.

“Y/N.” You softly heard her say, grunting your reply, you felt sweat drip down your forehead. “Breathe. You have to breathe.”

“I have to breathe.” You repeated, calming down slightly. Nodding with her, you tried your best to regain yourself and slowly but surely you did. It felt like your throat loosened and you nodded your head, breathing. She continued to look at you, smiling reassuringly as you fixed yourself. Clarke took breaths with you, reminding you when to breathe in and when to exhale. Gaining control, you nodded your head.

“Thank you.” You smiled weakly up at her. She nodded, patting you lightly on the shoulder. Finn walked up to Clarke, confused. “Where’d you learn how to do that?”

“My moms a doctor. I picked up things.”

“Wells!” Clarke yelled, snapping your head up you could see Wells holding the boy from before, Murphy? By the neck with a knife. Confusion filled you as Wells to you didn’t seem like that person. Picking up the speed, you all ran to the middle of the group, you stopping short of just next to Bellamy. Turning to him, you glared.

“Let him go!” Clarke yelled, and Wells shoved him forward. Murphy ran back to Wells, but Bellamy shot from beside you and grabbed him; “whoa!” Though he quickly ran off from Murphy when he saw Octavia and her injured leg. “Octavia! Are you alright?”

“Yeah.” She replied, wincing as he helped her over. Turning to the rest of the group, Bellamy asked; “where’s the food?”

“We didn’t make it to Mount Weather.” Finn explained, sitting down. You let out a heavy breath, remembering what had just happened to you all. Jasper being speared, being taken, you having a panic attack. It was all too much.

“What the hell happened out there?”

“We were attacked.” You spoke up, turning to stare at Bellamy straight in the eye.

“Attacked?” Wells questioned, concerned: “by what?”

“Not by what. Who. Turns out when the last man on earth, died on the Ark. He wasn’t the last grounder.” You watched as every one seemingly froze and you shook your head.

“It’s true.” Clarke confirmed. “Everything we thought we knew about the ground, is wrong. There are people here, survivors. The good news is that means we can survive. Radiation won’t kill us.”

“The bad news is the grounders will.” You explained.

“Where’s the kid with the goggles?” Well asked, and you closed your eyes. 

“Jasper was taken.” You explained, shaking your head. The image of him, speared popped up again and you had to shake your head to breathe. You needed to focus on staying calm.

“Where is your wrist-band?” Clarke suddenly asked, grabbing Wells wrist. He pushed her grip off of him, and you shook your head. “Really Clarke?” You asked, shaking your head. She ignored you and focused on Wells, who glared at Bellamy.

“Ask him.”

“How many?” Clarke asked, stepping forward.

“Twenty-four and counting.” Murphy sneered, smirking up at Clarke.

“You idiots.” Clarke shook her head, disbelieving. “Life support on the Ark is failing. Thats why they brought us down here. They need to know the ground is survivable again, and we need their help against who ever is out there. If you take off your wristbands, you’re not just killing them, you’re killing us.” 

“We’re stronger than you think.” Bellamy spoke up, and you looked at him shocked. But you listened to his words, slightly agreeing with what he has to say. “Don’t listen to her. She’s one of the privileged. If they come down, they’ll have it good. How many of you can say the same? We can take care of ourselves. That wristband on your arm, makes you a prisoner. We are not prisoners anymore!” 

“The grounders should be afraid of us!” He chanted, you shook your head, drawing the line. 

“You had a good point. But now you’re just wrong, we should be afraid of them.” You felt Clarke’s eyes on you and with a nod, you started walking off in her direction as Bellamy began to chant again,

“We are strong!”

Running up to Monty and Clarke, you listened in. “Now what do we do?” You asked, shaking your head at the group still cheering behind you. 

“Now we go after Jasper.”

“Clarke. He’s right, we need him.” Ducking your head, you walked through the door to the drop-ship, finding Clarke, Wells and Monty as well as Finn. You said nothing as you stepped in beside Finn. “So far no one else has volunteered.”

“I’m sorry Monty, but you’re not going either.” Narrowing your eyes, you turned to look at Clarke in shock. 

“Clarke!” You gasped.

 “Like hell i’m not.” Monty stepped forward, anger evident in his tone. “Jasper’s my best friend.”

“He should be allowed to go, Clarke.” You defended, confused as to why she wasn’t allowing him.

“He’s too important.” Clarke said, before turning back to Monty. “You were raised on Farm station and recruited for engineering.”


“So. Food and communication.” Taking a step forward, Clarke pointed at his forehead. “What’s up here, it’s gonna save us all. You figure out how to talk to the Ark and i’ll bring Jasper back.” Monty reluctantly nodded as Clarke turned to you and Finn.  

“You two ready?” She asked to the both of us, you smiled and nodded, giving her a cheapish thumbs up. Turning, the both of you looked expectantly at Finn who only stared at you all in shock. 

“I’m not going, and neither should any of you.” He said, his voice coming out in a dry chuckle. “That spear was thrown with pin-point accuracy from three hundred feet.”

“So what? We let jasper die?” Monty asked and you shook your head, disappointed in Finn.

“That’s not gonna happen.”

“Space walker?” Clarke said, “what a joke. You think you’re such an adventurer, but really you’re just a coward.” 

“it’s not an adventure Clarke. It’s a suicide mission.” Clarke only shook her head, gathering her things and making her way out of the drop ship. Before passing you, she placed a hand on your shoulder.

“You sure you’re up to this?” She asked and you knew exactly what she was referring to.

Nodding your head, you smiled. “Yeah. And besides, i’ve got you doc.” She smiled, walking out of the dropship. You turned to follow her but before you did, you turned to glare up at Finn.

Wells stepped in before you; “build a wall. Use the trees. I’ll watch after her.” 

Repositioning your bag, you shook your head at Finn who only stared at you blankly. “Jasper looked up to you.” And with that, you walked out of the drop-ship. 

“I’m here for you.” Catching up to Wells and Clarke, you were shocked to see Clarke standing next to Bellamy. “I hear you have a gun.”

“Clarke!” You yelled. Bellamy made eye contact with you before slowly raising his shirt by the hip, revealing a handgun. You gasped, holding your hand to your mouth, Bellamy smirked at you. 

“Never seen a gun before sweetheart?” He teased and you glared up at him. 

“I’ve seen one before.” You defended yourself, “but last time I checked, only murders had guns.” He glared at you but you only shook your head.

Clarke surprised you once again; “good. Follow me.” And with that, she turned off walking. You followed her, following closely behind Wells. Passing Bellamy you allowed your eyes to make contact with his and he smirked. You sighed, knowing this was going to be a long trip.

“And why would I do that?” Bellamy asked, turning towards Clarke. Clarke turned, a confident look on her face. 

“Because you want them to follow you, and right now, they’re only thinking one of us are scared.”

“We need to get him down.” Panting, you stood behind Clarke. Staring up at Jasper you felt your heart break at the sight of him. He looked terrible, and deathly ill. He was passed out, strung up on a try with vines carefully knotted around hi, keeping him stuck to the tree.

“I’ll climb up and cut down the vines.” Finn offered, stepping forward. Because of guilt, Finn ended up coming along but things seemed tense and you felt as if you couldn’t talk to him. 

“I’ll come with you.” Wells stepped forward but Finn stopped, turning to him with cold eyes. “No. Stay with Clarke. And watch him.” Finn narrowed his eyes at Bellamy, who only shook his head. “You. Come with me.” Murphy listened to the order reluctantly, following behind Finn as you stepped back. There was an obvious set of tension and it felt almost stuffy as you remained silent. 

“Theres a poultice on his wound.” Clarke explained, you followed her gaze up to Jasper, seeing a stranger green thing on top of the spear wound. 

“Medicine?” Wells questioned; “why would they save his life just to string him up for bait?” 

“Maybe what they’re trying to catch likes it’s dinner to be breathing.” Bellamy offered, staring at the gaping ground Clarke had nearly fallen in. You followed his gaze as the tension increased with the aroma of threat flowing through. Staring around at you, you tried to see if you could see anything. 

“Maybe what they’re trying to catch is us.” Finn countered.

You watched as Finn and Murphy climbed up the tree, slowly working their way to cut the vines surrounding Jasper. Hearing a growl and a bristle of trees, you snapped your head to the side. “What the hell was that?”

“What?” Clarke asked.

“You didn’t hear that noise?”

“Was it the grounders?” Bellamy asked, body tensing and you watched as his hand twitched towards his hip. You glared, stepping forward and grabbing his wrist. His gaze snapped to you and you shook your head, he glared back at you. “What?” He whispered.

“No.” You said, referring to his gun. 

Suddenly a snarl filled your ears, and turning you saw a black panther directing itself towards you and Bellamy. Freezing, you crouched, you watched him prowl his way towards you. Bellamy turned to you, a look in his eyes. “now?” He questioned, looking down at his him, you nodded reluctantly, you’re heart stopping as his hands ended up empty and the panther began running towards you and him.

A gun shot echoed, and turning your head you saw Wells holding the gun out. Suddenly the panther dispersed into the grass, Bellamy held his hand out in front of you as you both walked lightly and turned trying to find the animal. Hearing no noise, you figured he was gone as you both un-tensed. “Y/N!” Bellamy yelled, you flinched, turning to your side as the panther shot out.

You moved back instinctively, tripping over a twig. Before the panther could reach you, he fell down to the ground but you barely paid attention as you fell. Arms wound around your waist, catching you. Gasping, you stood up slowly, staring at the panther before turning around to Bellamy. Nodding, you thanked him. 

All of you shared a look, seemingly coming to a conclusion. You needed to get home.

“Do you need any help?” You asked, staring at Clarke who stared at the passed out form of Jasper. Finn stood next you and as well as Monty. You were itching to go, but you needed to check on Jasper and see if Clarke needed help first.

“No. I’m good. I’m gonna go out and get some food.” Clarke said, wiping the sweat against her forehead. You patted her shoulder, following her out of the ship but leaving her side and you searched over the crowd to see if you could find Bellamy. Finding Murphy, you walked up to him who smirked down at you.

Before he could speak you spoke up; “where’s Bellamy?” With a confused and skeptical look he pointed towards his tent and you nodded a quick thanks before making your way over. You didn’t bother knocking, walking into his tent and surprised not to see a girl there as you heard the stories of his many courts.

Bellamy shot up from his bed, confusion filling his gaze. “What are you doing here?” You held up your wrist to his question, pointing at the wristband. “I want this off.”

He shook his head, puzzled. Standing up, he regarded you with careful eyes. “Won’t Clarke be upset?” He asked, eyes narrowed in doubt at your words. 

“I don’t care.” You responded shortly, he sat back down, grabbing the knife from his bed side table and invited you to sit down next to him. You followed, sitting down next to him and holding your wrist out.

“Thought you didn’t trust me sweetheart.” He smirked, teasing you. 

“Yeah. Well, you’re the only one I trust to do this.” You replied, watching as he slid the knife underneath the band, you winced when you felt your skin slightly pinch but ignored it. Soon enough you heard a crack noise and off came your wristband. Rubbing your wrists, you stood up. “Thanks.”

“Hold up, sweetheart.” Bellamy called, standing up and stepping over next to you.

“You’re a mystery.” He said after a short silence, his eyes completely focus on you. You stared back up into his eyes, shaking your head. With a small smile, you dryly commented; “so are you.” Their was the conclusion that what you two were sharing was a moment, but you paid no mind to it, remembering all he had done previously.

“That panther. Is there any food left?” You questioned him, staring up at him questioningly. Smirking down at you, he almost looked proud.

“There is for you.”

Scandalous Love [Negan x Reader] PT. 1

Word Count: 4,023

Negan x Reader, Rick x Reader

Request: In this tumultuous story, the drama begins when Negan threatens to kill your boyfriend, and group leader, Rick Grimes if you don’t join him in the Sanctuary as his wife. Over the time you spend as Negan’s wife, feelings arise, making everything a bit more complicated. Based on this request.

Warnings: Language, death, feels, angst

a/n: this was getting too long to be a one-shot, so I am splitting it into three parts! As of now, this is officially the first part of this mini-series! If you want to be tagged in the upcoming chapters, let me know!

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The trip to the Hilltop isn’t going as expected.

You had volunteered to go along, wanting to help Maggie in any way possible. She’d been one of your best (and only) friends ever since the outbreak began, and panic had wedged its way into your mind at the thought of anything possibly happening to her. Not only that, but Rick was leading the group and you couldn’t bear the thought of Rick being away from you. He’s the only man who had managed to make his way into your cold, closed off heart- if anything were to happen, you’d rather be there for it instead of staying back in Alexandria.

Somewhere along the journey to get Maggie to the Hilltop, you’d been stopped. The Saviors had found you, forced your entire group into a line, and put you into the compromising position you’re currently in.

You know what’s about to happen; you can feel it, and you’re sure everyone can as well. Their leader is about to step out of that RV and undoubtedly kill one of you, if not more. Rick had slaughtered several of his men, and you know that people don’t take kindly to that. Rick wouldn’t.

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Scorpius is the main character to be honest.

Scorpius meets and falls in love with Albus at one point.

He begins to feel jealousy toward Albus and Delphi, while refusing to let her tag along.

When Albus is forced to let him go, Scorpius has an emotional breakdown making him a mess.

He goes through lengths to get Albus back and puts up a fight.

Out of all characters, he meets Snape who points out what we’ve known all along which is that he has strong feelings toward Albus.

To fight off dementors, he has to think of Albus.

He is the one to go to Albus in the first place and they have their reunion.

At the end of the play, he realizes him and Albus aren’t actually friends. There is a new version of them. This took place during their hug.

me before SHINee: why do I feel so little about everything, normal people aren’t this apathetic………there must be something wrong with me

me after SHINee: *in the span of 5 seconds*

MINHO JUST SMILED OMG my dARLING!!! Are you happy baby??? Are you truly happy & healthy?? Are you taking  proper care of yourself? Are you taking proper care of the others?

Are you making sure Jinki doesn’t get overshadowed or left out for ALWAYS giving others the spotlight?

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or bullying Key all day only to give an offhand compliment about his activities to remind him that he’s absolutely amazing?

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Are you playing around with Jonghyun and showering him with random affectionate touches because he’s a tiny soft ball of fluff?

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Still in denial about Taemin being a grown-ass adult but constantly brimming with pride that despite being incredibly good & successful at everything he does, he still remains a clumsy absentminded idiot?

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Are you really happy sweetie, because it’s been 7 years since I first saw you and your smile has NEVER failed to make me happy

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aigoo my heart was not ready for this onslaught of emotion *clutches chest* it cannot be normal for someone to feel THIS much. There must be something wrong with me…….

We all know Eliot is a master magician but let’s for a moment pretend he gets expelled for some ridiculous reason and has to become a hedge witch and Quentin fails exam

All I’m saying is he and Quentin could have a much healthier better relationship akin to what Pete and Julia had in season one and it would be beautiful because;

- Hedge witch Eliot can sense the magic practically fucking in the air around Quentin because Quentin is so strong he just doesn’t realize it
- and he tries to flirt with him but Quentin is obvious because he’s just here for his friends birthday party because she’s off at some mysterious school she won’t tell him about so he’s just happy to spend time with her and he also doesn’t think this fucking gorgeous, tall ethereal human would ever take interest in him
-until Quentin goes out for some fresh air because the bar is crowded and he can only take so many people for so long
-and Eliot comes outside for a “smoke break” and he go Iowa to Q and he starts up a conversation and Quentin is so confused because twice this guys tried talking to him and he genuinely thinks he’s going to get robbed or beat up so he tries to run away but Eliot casts a spell and his feet are glued to the ground and Quentin kinda wants to scream but also doesn’t
-and then he does something he doesn’t even know he’s able to do and shoots fucking lightning out his fingers and Eliot ducks just in time
-and this begins their relationship as hedgewitches who totally have sex while floating and at first it totally freaks out Quentin when they did it but then it kind of becomes a must
-and they fall in love and they don’t get addicted to the magic, they let it enhance what hey have because they are both powerful and they love magic but they don’t want to get into marinas scene because they see it could be dangerous for each other nad their first priority becomes Protecting Each Other

A Blast from the Past (Part 3)

Summary: You didn’t know what to expect when you entered that factory, but you sure didn’t expect running into him.

Characters: Reader, Reader’s little sister, Simon, Negan, the Saviors

Pairing: NeganxReader

Word count: 1980

Warnings: Swearing, violence

A/N: Let me know if your want to be tagged in upcoming parts.

(Y/L/N) stands for your last name.

(Part 1)-(Part 2)

Virginia, three years ago.

The cafeteria of Fairfax High School was crowded at this time of the day. It was a little before the beginning of your first class. You were hanging out with two of your friends, like almost every day. Kate, Riley and you were in the same math class and gym class.

You were settled at a table situated in a corner of the hall. Riley was sitting beside you and Kate sat across from her. They were chatting about random things while you sat curled up on your chair, with your back against the wall, while writing a few things in your notebook.

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@macabre-incarnate I feel like you might like this one. And I always tag you in these lol.

Making another post about the wrong assumptions about demons because there aren’t nearly enough. 

Okay let’s begin. 
1. The first thing I would like to address is the statement “demons are evil.” No, this is not true. This is a huge, false generalization. Demons, like people, are all different. Some are good, some can be bad, and many are neutral in that they don’t go out of their way to be good or bad and simply keep to themselves. Yes, some of them may be mischievous, tricky, and just plain dickish. But to make a general assumption about them based on movies, books, and ignorant people who don’t have experience with them, is just plain stupid.
2. The second thing I would like to address is the assumption that demons are one dimensional beings that just feed off of people. Not true. All demons, like humans, have personalities, quirks, and unique traits. They live in their own societies, have rulers, laws, etc. They have likes and dislikes about food, colors, activities, animals, etc. They also have social groups, friends, and families (although some may be more solitary than others). Some do feed off of energy but a lot of the time it’s not harmful to those whose energy is being taken. For example, demons like incubi and succubi feed off of sexual energy.
3. The third thing I would like to address is the assumption that demons hate or dislike humans. I wouldn’t necessarily go out of my way to say that demons LIKE humans, but I wouldn’t say they all dislike humans. There are some that do dislike humans or prefer not to communicate with them, but a majority of them don’t care all that much about humans, so they don’t really bother with them. Demons are a very busy species since they are “living” entities, and many of them don’t have time to mess with humans. Some do, and like to pull pranks, but most aren’t willing to go out of their way to harm humans. There are some demons that even like and enjoy the company of humans. Some demons are willing to be companions to humans and help them learn about themselves and the world. I for example, have a casual friendship with a demon who visits me on and off. He has his own personality. He’s very calm, warm and loving, and enjoys the taste of cinnamon. He also loves Christmas, and hot tea. Now does that sound like a bad guy to you? Hardly! 
4. The fourth thing I want to address is kind of silly, but people like to assume that all demons are scary looking or monstrous. Like in the movies (which are EXTREMELY inaccurate) demons are depicted as having terrifying or grotesque features. SOME demons really are scary looking (but this doesn’t mean they are evil or bad by any means) but many can look like humans or animals (or a combination of them), as well as an entirely different creature we have never seen. Some are very unique looking, some are cute, some are really beautiful. Some look nothing like what you would expect. So be open minded!
5. And lastly, I would like to just say that demons don’t possess humans. It’s possible but extremely difficult and unlikely. Usually its a mutual thing that’s agreed upon. So stop with the demon possession shit, its old af.

Thank you for taking your time to read this if you did!

Season of HeartBreak~ Kenny Omega ~2

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Part 1

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He wasn’t just a best friend in your eyes anymore, there was more than that. You weren’t his to begin with. 

He found happiness with someone else. You dialed the familiar number, when he picked up the phone the first words coming out of your mouth was, “ I’m drunk,” you slurred, sitting against a brick wall. 

“ I am just so dandy right now,” you continued. 

“ Don’t go anymore, where are you?” he asks, concern behind his voice. You could hear a door open and close. 

“ At a bar with neon light,” you tell him. “ You know the one with a fruit or a tree or whatever it is next to the A, you know? That one” you nodded your head smiling. “ The place where we had that kiss. The accident kiss.” 

“ Stay there,” he says. “ I am coming to get you, don’t go anywhere else. Okay?”

“ Sure father,” you answered with sarcasm rolling your eyes. Kenny wasn’t just someone who broke your heart, you wanted to disconnect all connections from him. It’s only going to get worse and you know it. 

When Kenny finds you, he sighs to himself watching as you down the familiar bottle of booze, jacket over one shoulder, you hair knotty to the side with make up smeared. 

“ Time to go, “ he mumbles, taking the bottle from your hands and lips.
“ No Kenny,” you grip on it, whining. “ I’m not done…”

“ Yes, you are,” he tells you and there is a slight change in his eyes and voice. He gets you up, and you can’t even form any words to tell him. Not a word was said as he pushes you into the cab he got out of, not even a word when he takes you back to your house. He takes the keys without a word from your purse helping you inside. 

“ Go” he mutters opening the door. You turn to face him, scowling at him. Kenny just rolls his eyes as he gently pushes you inside.

“ Stop it,” you say glaring at him. Kenny shoots you a glare that could kill if it could, one of those looks that kinda scared you when he was like that. You stumble inside, “ Why do I have to go inside?”

“ Because I said so” he says, slightly his voice rising. He shuts the door behind the both of you, and stand there for a while in silence while he thinks of what to say to you. Why was he here with you? He had a girlfriend to get to.. that moment when you ran out, you left Kenny confused. Had he done something wrong? He couldn’t place what was wrong with you. 

“ Kenny” you whimper. He sighs making his way over to you, pressing a soft kiss on your forehead, in between your eyebrows.

 Your hands rest on his chest as he holds you in his arms. 

“ I’m here Y/N, Kenny’s here”

A sob escapes your mouth as you bury your face in his neck, his arms wrap around you rubbing your back up and down to sooth you. 

Kenny guide you to your room and he struggles with tugging your dress off, averting his eyes from time to time. You nearly fall back when he helps you out of the dress, stepping out of it.

“ Sit; he says, his hands holding the dress you had on. You sat on the bed, he leaned down slipping off your heels, standing back up and putting the dress over a chair and the heels by the door.

 “ Okay..” he starts to say coming his way back over to you as he helps you get into bed, putting your legs to the side and pulling the covers over you. He watches as your eyes are glossy with fresh tears ready to spill. It breaks his heart to see you like this.

“ Stay,” you whisper to him.

Kenny closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, he stands there for a moment running a hand through his curls .

He misses being near you, he misses the way you used to look at him and how much time you spend with him. 

Kenny shoulder sighs in defeat, a thin line appears on his lips as he looks down at you. At his best friend. 

He slips in on the other side of you, leaning over.

 You moved closer to him, burying your face in his shirt as your breathing slowed as you fell asleep feeling the warmth coming from him.

The next morning, when you open your eyes, there was no Kenny by your side. It felt like it was dream. But was it? You could still smell his scent next to you,grabbing the pillow that he must of laid down on taking whiff.

 Yes, he was here. He took you home, didn’t yell at you. Things were changing, you can’t be around him. You had to cut him off from your life even if it’s the last memory you have with him.

Like many–I was there during the Zutara vs Kataang wars. Years down the road I finally decided to get back into the series and attempt to rekindle my love for it. Due to being shamed for my shipping preference by the creators themselves and fans, I sort of let my love for Zutara die. Thanks to my significant other and her found love for it, I found myself loving it just as I had when I was younger. Soooo being on the Zutara side of the shipping spectrum, I of course paid a visit to that tag first, before anything else. I read posts by the wonderful people of tumblr and found out all these years later that seeing something there wasn’t just part of my imagination. That it WAS going to be canon and…idk seeing that makes me feel validated again??

Like from the beginning I was always accepting that Katara would end up with Aang, in fact–I saw it coming and was never hopeful or even thought that Zutara would be end-game in a million years. I wasn’t spiteful towards Kataangers bc I thought the shipping wars were dumb in the first place….

Still, there was a chance and somehow, even though it DIDN’T happen in the end? I still feel like that sort of DOES make it canon in its own way?

So in the end both sides of the shipping war kind of won? IDK. I was never one of the bat-shit insane Zutarian’s who threatened to take their lives over the ship… Nor did I cry and rage at Bryke. The only time Bryke made me feel a bit upset at them was when they immediately started disrespecting a huge portion of their own fanbase, MOCKING them and poking fun at how terrible the Zutara ship was and how it was impossible.

Thinking back on it–Now that I’m not just a teenaged fangirl and I dabble in writing myself? Calling anything in your own story impossible? It’s a sign of your incompetence when it comes to writing. Seeing the bad writing in the LoK ( which I still did like but feel it could never surpass its predecessor series ) proved that to me.

I’m sorry but as a lesbian myself? The way the K/o//rra///s/a//mi pairing was played out and claimed to be a thing from the beginning was total BS to me. I felt like it was a sad attempt to cover up inconsistencies and bad story telling, shoving a pairing in our face and claiming it was planned from the start so that we’ll be happy because OMG THEY TOTALLY WENT THERE!!!!

So I guess I wrote this all just to say? I’m happy. Happy that in some alternative version of the story that the amazing Aaron Ehasz allowed our babies to end up together. That in SOMEONES eyes, Katara wasn’t just a prize to be won. She wasn’t just “the avatars girl”. She didn’t SUDDENLY figure everything out in such a short amount of time and decide that Aang was the ONE for her even though she’d previously JUST claimed she was confused and unsure.

That in some alternative world, there was going to be some build up and not just ‘omg zuko ilu lmao’. A real love story–Something Bryke seems incapable of writing. SIGHS.

Sometimes I wish that Bryke would give him the rights to add that season he’d been planning.. They could even claim it to be non-canonical if that’d make them more comfortable. It could be a netflix exclusive and everything but it would definitely breathe new life into the beloved series and let everyone be happy. I know they won’t and it’s impossible given what they set in stone—but it’s a nice dream. LOL.

Still even if it never happens. Zutara WAS canon in several of the writers and artists true vision and that’s good enough for this fan.

Shape of You - Part Two

A little two-parter Juice x Reader based on the Ed Sheeran song Shape of You. Written from Juice’s POV. Smut warning!
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One week in we let the story begin/we’re going out on our first date.
It had been one week since Juice and (Y/N) had met at the bar. They’d spent a few nights together, when they weren’t working, and Juice knew that he was more than a little keen on her.
He’d messaged her the Tuesday morning, asking if she was free to take her to dinner. 
There was a little Italian place in Charming, and they agreed to go there.
They took a cab, Juice wanting to have privacy. He wanted to just have time with (Y/N) alone, being their first date. If his brothers were riding around town, they would see his bike and come in and harass them.
We talk for hours and hours about the sweet and the sour/And how your family’s doing okay.
Juice was a little nervous at first. It had been a while since he had dated someone and he wanted it to go well. But they ordered food, and he asked a lot of questions about her, trying to think of interesting things to say.
She told him about where she grew up, how she came to Charming, how her family was a bit messed up but better than some.

“Tell me something about you, Juice.”
“Uh…” Juice put down his fork. He wasn’t sure exactly what to tell her. He couldn’t exactly tell her club business, she wasn’t his Old Lady.
“First time I stole something, I was six.”
Juice looked up at (Y/N), waiting for the inevitable judgement to cross her face, but there wasn’t any. She just looked intrigued.
“What did you steal?”
Juice chuckled and his cheeks tinged pink. “A lollipop.”
“That’s so cute!” (Y/N) laughed.
Juice laughed too. “Yeah, well, I could get away with it back then, when I was cute, not so much when you’re a grown outlaw.”
“I dunno, I reckon you’re pretty cute. I’d probably let you get away with it.”
Juice grinned, biting his lip and looking down at his plate.
“And how much of an outlaw are you?”
Everyday discovering something brand new.
“I think I cheated on a math test? To be honest, I’m a bit of a pussy. I’ve wanted to do stuff but I was always too scared I’d get caught.”
Juice nodded, knowing that the outlaw life wasn’t for everyone. But then an idea struck him.
“Come on, let’s get out of here.”
(Y/N) looked around for a waiter to flag down for the check, but Juice pulled her hand down before she could wave one over.
He shook his head, and (Y/N) took a moment to catch on.
“You wanna dine and dash?”
“You said you’d always wanted to try something illegal. I won’t let you get caught. And even if you do, you won’t go to jail.”
Juice looked her in the eye, watching her struggle to decide what she was going to do.
A grin spread across her face. “Let’s do it.”
Juice smiled back. “You wait for me on the sidewalk, tell them I’ve gone to the bathroom and will pay on the way out. I’ll sneak out the back and we’ll make a run for it.”

(Y/N) grabbed her jacket and bag, Juice watching her as she made her way to the front of the restaurant.
He stood up, opening the door to the kitchen when their waiter came up to him. He gave Juice a suspicious look.
“I know the chef, just wanted to say hi before we leave.” Juice said, slipping past.
The waiter kept an eye on Juice as he made his way through the kitchen. He shook the hand of the very confused chef, complimenting him on the food before bolting for the back door.
He busted through, hearing the yells of the kitchen staff. Running through the side alley, he came around the corner of the restaurant, (Y/N) waiting out the front.
Juice grabbed her hand. “Run!”
They took off up the street, laughing as the waiter followed briefly, screaming obscenities at them.
Juice looked back, seeing a taxi coming along the road. He hailed it, opening the door and sliding in after (Y/N).
“I can’t believe we just did that.” (Y/N) said, catching her breath, that smile Juice loved plastered on her face.
Leave and get in the taxi, then kiss in the back seat/tell the driver make the radio play.
“You did great, baby girl.”
Juice pulled (Y/N) close, placing a wet, open-mouthed kiss on her lips.
(Y/N) moaned, grabbing hold of his shirt and pressing against him.
Juice moved back momentarily, telling the driver to turn on the music.
“Keep your eyes forward.” He unzipped his hoodie part way and flashed his kutte to the driver.
The driver nodded, putting the radio on and turning it up.
Juice leant back in the seat, pulling (Y/N) on top of him. They continued to kiss and grope at one another, until the cabbie stopped out the front of Juice’s place.
Juice paid this time around, and they went inside, tearing at each other’s clothes before barging naked in to his bedroom.
The dine and dash and make out session in the taxi was all the foreplay they needed.
Juice groaned as (Y/N) straddled his legs, lining him up with her entrance and sliding down over him. Juice grabbed her hips as she rolled them, her eyes never leaving his, her hair flowing down over her chest. It didn’t take long at all for them to both find their release, both panting and kissing through the comedown.
“They don’t put petty crime on the list of aphrodisiacs.” (Y/N) said as she lay her head down on Juice’s chest.
Juice chuckled as he ran his hand through her hair. “Might have to talk to the Pres about getting you patched in. You’re more ballsy than some of our prospects.”
“I’m sure that would go down well.”
“Gonna have to find a new place for the next date. I don’t think they’ll let us back in.”
“I think you’re right.”
They were quiet for a while, before Juice spoke up.
“I might be crazy, but, can I call you mine?”
(Y/N) looked up to him and smiled. “Yeah. Can I call you mine?”
“I’m all yours, babe.”
Juice drifted off to sleep, feeling like he’d found someone handmade just for him. He couldn’t wait to tell the guys that he’d found his Old Lady.