but this shoot always has my heart

Chance.

“I didn’t know you still lived around here.” He shifts nervously from his left foot to his right after the words leave his mouth, and although they sound calm you see right through them. From his pink and bitten bottom lip to his unshaven cheek and scraped up legs you can tell he’s been keeping himself busy, and from the earbuds hanging out the pocket of his running shorts you deduce that he’s been drowning out a lot of his thoughts with music as he runs laps around his gated neighborhood, or possibly when he’s lifting more than usual at a gym that’s already filled to the brim with people that know exactly what he’s doing.

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Issues.

Author- Roni I.

Warning: 18+ SMUT!

Paring: Cole SprousexReader

Words:980

Request: none

A/N: I’m a starving artist, just hear to entertain.


Being with a famous Actor wasn’t easy. I love Cole with all my heart, but lately he’s been showing his fans more love then he does with me. Cole and I were at this nice bar for Riverdale getting a second season party. Of course, some fans were allowed in, and I was once again stuck talking to Camila and Lili. Which I don’t mind at all, but I just got him back from going over to Europe for his photo shoot. I swear that boy is always doing something, I guess he does since he has two jobs, and I’m over here just working for the casting department for the show, 4 days a week.

“Hello.! Earth to Y/N” Camila said waving her hand in my face. “Huh, sorry. Drink must have hit me harder than I thought” trying to shrug off the fact I was staring Cole down as he was talking to two girls. They were defiantly getting a little touchy and Cole didn’t seem to notice. “Y/N you haven’t touch your drink?” KJ said I looked at the three of them, and then at my, like he said untouched drink. I grabbed it, then gulped it down, slamming it down on the table I got up. “Anyone want to dance?” I say swaying my hips a little walking back towards the dance floor. Lili and Camila smile and joined me on the dance floor soon KJ joined in. I grabbed KJ’s hands pulling him towards me a little, and place his on my hips as we rocked together as the song picked up. Lili and Camila dancing right next to us, then I felt someone grab my arm roughly, yanking me away from KJ. “Hey!” I yelled ready to swing to the person then coming face to face with a very pissed off Cole. “Ay, Cole..” KJ started to say, but Cole rushed us away ignoring him. “Cole what the fuck is wrong with you?” I say pulling my arm from his grasp as we headed out side. “You think I was going to let MY girlfriend keep grinding on KJ, like a horny school girl?” he yelled then waved a cab to pull over for us to get in. I was baffled that he thought I was having a “moment” with KJ. “Oh, and having fans touch all over you is okay? Well Fuck you!” I yell back then we both got in the cab and we didn’t speak for the rest of the ride home. I got out the car as Cole paid the driver, as I waited for him at the door he walked up, and wrapped his arms around me. “Look, I know you did that to make me jealous, and I also know that I haven’t been that much of a boyfriend these past few weeks” He said snuggling his head into my neck, lightly kissing my weak spot. I gasp, as I felt his tongue lick a strip to my spot behind my ear and then he bit my lobe. I groaned then pushed him off me “don’t think you’re getting off easy, Mr.Sprouse” I say then took the keys from his hand, and opened the door.

“Really? I’m trying to love you, and you push me away?” Cole said pissy again. I rolled my eyes “Yeah because fucking doesn’t solve everything!” I yelled frustrated with him. “Who said I wanted to Fuck?!” He said raising his voice as well then grabbed me and we were face to face. “I want to make love to you” He breathed out then smashed his lips on mine in a hungry kiss. I completely melted, that was the first time someone has ever said those words to me, and I was completely baffled by it. Cole cupped my face in his soft hands, looking into my eyes with so much love and affection “Y/N..” he whispered. “I love you” I said then kissed him. We fought for dominance, but Cole eventually won, as we landed on the couch with him on top. His hands tugging at my dress “Off” he mumbled in the kiss, breaking from each other so I could slide out my dress, while he started removing his cloths. Cole pulled me up, and picked me up bridal style making me laugh has he clumsy made his way to our bedroom. He laid me down genteelly, then got a condom out the bedside table, and pulled his briefs down. I bit my lip as I watched him roll it on his long, thick, length as I started to unhook my bra and then slipped my panties off. He settled in between my thighs lining himself at my wet entrance “God, you look so beautiful” He said as he slowly slid in. “Mmm, Fuck baby” I cursed nails digging into his shoulders as he thrusted slowly, and deep. I bit his neck signaling to him I wanted him to move faster, but he didn’t he just hiked my left leg up his hips more and thrusted deeper if possible. “Oh fuck!” I moaned loudly, Cole let out soft grunts as he kept thrusting in me. I could feel that knot forming in my stomach I was so close. “Cole!” I moaned “I know, me too baby, me too..FUCK!” He moaned out then started to thrust faster as we both came prolonging our orgasm. Then he pulled out and laid next to me, both of us out of breath, panting like crazy. “Wow, I can honestly say I haven’t cum that hard ever!” I laughed a little shaky still from the best orgasm I’ve ever had. “Won’t be your last either” Cole said winking at me then getting up to throw the condom away. I smiled up at him and then he laid back don next to me giving me a passionate kiss.

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I wanted to share something special with you! My biggest wish has always been to meet Taylor Swift, on September 27th when the eclipse was happenning the sky was absolutely incredible, we could see all the stars more than usual and my little brother told me he had seen a couple of shooting stars! So I decided to sit outside and wait for a shooting star. When I finally saw one, I closed my eyes and I wished with all my heart to meet Taylor Swift in Toronto. On Oct. 2nd my friend and I got chosen for Loft 89 and it was so random, we were running when the lights went down and Mama Swift grabbed us. My mom told me after that she had also made the same wish for me when she saw a shooting star. So you would understand that now I really believe it works, so I offer you this shooting star. Make a wish. Do not scroll past this, it can be for meeting Taylor or any wish, but make one that is close to your heart. I hope and think something great is coming your way! 

“My favorite day ever on The Walking Dead is something that happens every year. And it’s when the cast and crew get to go away from the studio into the little town of Senoia, where we shoot, and watch the premiere of that season together. And its so gratifying and so fun and lovely just to sit back and watch the crew in particular come and let loose and have fun and watch on screens all around how their hard work has paid off. It warms my heart and it’s always my favorite day every season. And then my other favorite days on set are when all the cast is working together. Like the reunion scene in season 5 and the barn scene in season 5 where the storm is coming and we all have to rush the door to keep it from coming down. Any time that the whole cast is all together is a super fun day because there are a lot of hysterical people in this cast and it’s a lot fun to cut up — amongst the hard work that we have to do and the bugs and the heat and everything else, it’s fun just to laugh.” - Melissa McBride on her best days on set

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pairing: shin hoseok (wonho) x reader
genre/warning: no warning. a.
word count: 425
description: based on monsta x′s ‘calm down’. when he gets protective.

a/n: gif cred wonhobe


The photo shoot is going well. All of the boys showed up on time which is a miracle, and they were mostly behaving. You know you can’t expect them to be perfect, so you’ll take what you can get. The photographer wanted to try different jackets on Minhyuk and Hyungwon, and you had volunteered to get them. You are heading back to the shoot with the jackets when one of the photographer’s assistants stops you. He starts to flirt, and you politely demonstrate that you are not interested. He continues to flirt, and you apologize and tell him you really should be going. “Your boss wanted these jackets, and I don’t want to hold up the shoot.” You try to side step him, but his arm goes up blocking your way. He takes a step forward backing you into the wall. Your heart starts racing as adrenaline pumps through your body preparing you to fight or run. 

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P!ATD Lyrics Starter Meme

A mixture of fluff, angst and nsfw.

“We’re still so young, desperate for attention.”

“It seems the artists these days are not who you think.”

“I aim to be your eyes.”

“Stop stalling, make a name for yourself.”

“The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of: A. Indifference or B. Disinterest in what the critics say.”

“It’s time for us to take a chance.”

“Watch your mouth because your speech is slurred enough.”

“Just sit back and relax.”

“Am I who you think about in bed?”

“I’ve got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck than any boy/girl you’ll ever meet.”

“Sweetie, you had me.”

“Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?”

“I hope you didn’t expect that you’d get all of the attention.”

“Give me envy, give me malice, give me your attention!”   

“Now I’m of consenting age to be forgetting you in a cabaret.”

“But, but I’m afraid that I… Well, I may have faked it.”

"Haven’t you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!”

“I mean technically our marriage is saved.”

“I’m wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it.”

“You don’t have to worry.”

“Your eyes are the size of the moon.”

“Go on, grab your hat and fetch a camera. Film the world before it happens.”

“It’s useless searching in the cupboards when everything you have is on your back.”

“Things have changed for me, and that’s okay. I feel the same.”

“I want to go where everyone goes, I want to know what everyone knows, I want to go where everyone feels the same.”

“I know the world’s a broken bone but melt your headaches, call it home.”  

“You remind me of a former love that I once knew.”

“Well, that all depends what you qualify as friends.”

“I’m not complaining that it’s raining. I’m just saying that I’d like it a lot, more than you think, if the sun would come out and sing with me.”

“Would it be all right if we just sat and talked for a little while?”

“I won’t change my hair. It grows like fancy flowers.”  

“If I could build my house just like the Trojan horse I’d put a statue of myself upon the shelf.”

“I was born with curiosity.”

"We’re all too smart to talk to God.”

“Nothing really mattered except for me to be with you.”

“I’ve never been more scared to be alone.”

“If love is not enough to put my enemies to sleep, then I’m putting out the lantern.”

“Because when I look in her/his eyes I just see the sky.”  

“I don’t love you, I’m just passing the time.”

“You could love me if I knew how to lie.”

“I am out of my mind.”

“If you’re going, then go.”

“We must reinvent love.”

“I know it’s mad, but if I go to hell will you come with me or just leave?”

“I know it’s mad, but if the world were ending would you kiss me or just leave me?”

“There’s nothing wrong with just a taste of what you’ve paid for.”

“Tell me I’m right.”

"Give me a sign, I want to believe.”

“Show them all you’re not the ordinary type.”

“I led the revolution in my bedroom and I set all the zippers free.”

“Oh, kiss me!”

“Fix me, or conflict me. I’ll take anything.”

“You were all I’ve ever known!”

“If I ever leave I could learn to miss you.”

“If I could trade mistakes for sheep, count me away before you sleep.”

“I’ll stay awake till I trade my mistakes or they fade away.”

“I’m ready to go.”

“I’d rather be a cannibal. Animals like me don’t talk anyway.”

“There is simply nothing worse than knowing how it ends.”

“I meant everything I said that night.”

“At night your body is a symphony, and I’m conducting.”

“You fooled me once with your eyes. Now you fooled me twice with your lies.”  

“I don’t mind. Take your time I got things to do besides sit around and wait for you.”  

“You strip away my pride.”  

“You have set your heart on haunting me forever.”

“Ever since we met, I only shoot up with your perfume.”  

“How does a heart love, if no one has noticed its presence and where does it go?”

“I only need two more miracles to be a saint.”

“Lately it seems like everybody’s sick, everybody’s tired.”

“I wanna be more than you’re thinking of.”

"Everything seems to be estranged when you’re alone…”

“I got so sick of being on my own.”

“Our consciences are always so much heavier than our egos.”  

“I set my expectations high, so nothing ever comes out right.”

“I need a little sympathy to sore my insecurities.”

"My favorite place is the warm embrace of holding your hair back in a bathroom stall.”  

“I’m not trying to hurt you, I just love to speak.”  

“I’ll still be here, wishing and waiting for you to come home.”

“I’ve got an insatiable desire for your insides.”

“If you love me let me go.”

“These words are knives and often leave scars.”

“I won’t give up without a fight.”

“Are you nasty?”

“Our cynical minds will make it totally worth it.”

“I’ve lost control and I don’t want it back.”  

“I taste you on my lips and I can’t get rid of you.”

“Damn your kiss and the awful things you do.”

“You’re worse than nicotine.”

“Your love’s a fucking drag.”

“And never did I think that I would be caught in the way you got me.”

“If you change your mind, you know where to find me.”    

“I am just a villain vying for attention.”  

“Hush! Don’t say a word.”

“I want to complicate you.”

“Don’t let me do this to myself.”

“You never could control me.”  

“Give me one last kiss while we’re far too young to die.” 

“Show me your love before the world catches up.” 

“If you’re gonna be the death of me, that’s how I wanna go.”

“I am always yours.”  

“In these coming years many things will change, but the way I feel will remain the same.”

“Stop there and let me correct it, I wanna live a life from a new perspective.”    

"I’ll admire your expensive taste.”  

“I wanna be praised from a new perspective.”

“I know there’s no more that need be said when I’m inching through your bed.”

“Take a look around instead and watch me go.”  

“It’s not fair, just let me perfect it!”

“Catch me up! I’m getting out of here.”

wyrmmaster  asked:

Actually, you made me connect a brain plug earlier: Jeanne canonically says she thinks of Jalter as a little sister, so she probably does pull wacky ass pranks on her ALL THE TIME. Only, it's probably all ridiculously innocuous Spongebob level pranks because she's Ultra TurboPure®™. I had to keep a straight face on the phone while thinkiing of that god damn ice cube scene the whole time.

ppPPPP YES absolutely. She pulls “pranks” on the Spongebob level of mean (which is like minus 60 Means) and she even feels a little bad afterwards because she’s such a Mischievous Rascal. Jalter mostly humors her because you can’t possibly not humor someone with the honey sugar content equivalent of a warm disposition and she beams like a sun we don’t know yet when she pulls a “prank” on Jalter, but she totally “makes up” for it in various ways.

And then, there’s Jeanne’s actual Danger Factor.

Without even knowing, without even meaning to, she thoroughly obliterates Jalter on a daily basis by saying things so cheesy and embarrassing to or about her in front of others that Jalter reaches the six digits Farenheit temperatures faster than Usain Bolt bolts through tortoise races.

Like Jalter has Edmond Dantes and Gorgon over for brunch, they are having the best stale soda and leftover cold pizza ever (none of these three sacks of viscera knows how to cook) and Jeanne comes down from the second floor (in her fluffy bunny print PJs, of course), notices the Rowdy Trio, and just greets them like the shine of the sun, immediately making her way over to Jalter and wiping her cheek some saliva and her thumb, cleaning some tomato sauce. 

“You guys, I can make you lunch if you want!”
“That won’t be necess–”
“Eeeeyup, I’ll take you up on that offer, thanks”
“Won’t pass up on the chance to eat your cuisine. Even my snakes love it.”

Jalter shoots flagpoles at the other two with her glare, but Jeanne is already performing Maximum Cooking, and before long, she emerges from the kitchen with the fluffiest white rice and grilled fish you’ve never seen and won’t ever see in your life. Notably, Jalter’s has a big lovely heart on hers. 

“W-what!”
“? You always ask for it like this, what’s wrong?”
“Sh-shut up!”
“Oh, yeah, deary, please be careful about leaving your diary open! I was just collecting Mister Cuddles to wash him with today’s laundry, since teddy dragons also need to stay clean, hmhm, and I accidentally saw all that about how you want that strapping lad Gudao to hug you as you bury your face against his chest”
“Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-YOU, P-PLEASE SH–”
“You are so cute and girly, I am sure he’s going to love making you happy until you both grow old together and have many children!

At this point, Jalter is having two strokes and her face is a shade of red unknown to man. Dantes is looking away and concealing his snickering with his coat cape, while Gorgon, dame of a less subtle disposition, is just guffawing with wild recklessness, the snakes on her hair cackling in unison with their master. This was no mere joy, my friend, this was the Superlative Laugh, the utmost point of humorous depravity, socially unacceptable and punishable by law in most countries with a constitution.

“You’re going to be such a great wife, too… You are so loving and affectionate when you want to be… Aah, I am a bit jealous, to be honest. I am going to miss your sneaking into my bed and hugging me tight in the middle of night when you feel lonely… Don’t ever hesitate to call big sis if you ever need me for anything once you two move out, ok?”

Jalter was turning into gold ashes and returning to the Grail at this point, her wounds too severe, her body temperature too high. Dantes straight up gigglesnorted, unable to keep it in any longer, and is texting Hessian Lobo all that happened just now. Gorgon is in a state of rampaging laughter and pain because she has not laughed this hard in too long and her cheeks and abs both hurt. Jalter starts shooting fire. Jeanne has no idea what she has done. The rice and fish were delicious.

Eunleader, Always Sweet to Fans

Tsuntsun Sechs Kies Eunleader has always been known to be deredere to only three things: 1. Fans  2. Sechs Kies members  3. Animals (especially dogs ^_^) And out of those three, I wanted to write about how much he treasures his fans, before and now

In 2001, during a rehearsal for a stage of Murmur

Please, don’t crush my heart.

Jiwon, let me tell that to you! His smile really crushes hearts T_T Anyways, the killing part in that dance is when he “shoots” the audience with his fingers…

The rehearsal ends, and while he is waiting for the main stage, Jiwon talks with the fans that came to watch him. Some of the fans suddenly scream, “Oppa! Shoot me! Shoot me in the next stage!” At first he seems to hesitate a little but soon nods.

And on the main stage, he keeps the promise. He smiles and shoots at the fans who requested him to “shoot” at themHe’s so sweet to his fans…ㅠㅠ I want him to shoot me too!

Rehearsal video source: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2FivK0xVyd0

In 2016, in 능력자들 (The Capable Ones)

Fan: (teary) I can’t talk about that time [When Sechs Kies disbanded].

Jiwon: (Also becoming teary)

Jiwon: Why the hell are you getting it right?!

           I said, don’t interfere!

During capability testing time, Heechul “steals” correct test questions from the Sechs Kies fans, and Jiwon becomes angry XD

Jiwon feels as if one of the Sechs Kies members were getting stolen away…

Unfortunately, rules are rules. The one who gets a correct answer wins a crystal necklace. Jiwon is in charge of them, so he picks a crystal necklace for Heechul. But did you see? He was going to pick the yellow necklace at first and then changed his mind to the red one! Coincidentally, yellow is the official color of Sechs Kies, huh? And where did the yellow one go to?

There it is! The scene was cut out, but he gave it to the Jekki fanIt’s those little actions that let people know that he truly adores his fans T_T Jiwon, where is the end of your charm?

And I’ll end with an excerpt from that famous handwritten letter Jiwon wrote for his fans who were waiting for him outside his house every day. The very letter that first proved his tsundere-ness…

I bet my mother knows too, but sometimes–more than just once or twice–I can’t fall asleep at the thought of you. I feel so worried about you. Won’t they be cold? Or what if they are hungry? Where will they sleep? Whenever I have these questions in my head, I can’t sleep, no matter how tired I am…

So I wish you would understand me and forgive me! Don’t just think that you guys feel fine because I am really concerned about you. Don’t you think that if you stop suffering outside and spend more time with your parents, your parents would also like us more? Oh, yeah! And about my cold behaviors toward you! I hope you understand that they don’t come from the heart. If you guys don’t understand me, then “who would?”

“Love you”…..

-From Jiwonnie-

And another thing about this photo reel

The immediate reasons to be fucking oBSESSED are obvious but do you know what else really has me emotional about it? 

Yuuri’s confidence. His carefree attitude. He’s totally taking the lead here! Like seeing this is WILD for me, especially knowing this happened BEFORE THE EVENTS of this series. I love this! I can’t get enough of this and I want more (hence my other post lol). LOOK AT HIM. And just take away the obvious perfection of this victuuri content and think about Yuuri as a character. 

Yes, he’s drunk, but listen drinking doesn’t give you qualities and skills you weren’t already capable of. I’m p sure all of them were a little tipsy :p.  All it does it lower your inhibitions and amplify certain aspects of you that already exist. Drunk Yuuri is still Yuuri. THIS IS REALLY YUURI. He didn’t just suddenly learn how to pole dance and break dance and do all these holds. And we’ve seen him pull of his eros sober. It was something all his own and it was so surprising at the time but now? Now it makes perfect sense in the best way. 

I really feel like the Yuuri in these camera roll scenes is significantly real and seeing him so confident and in the spotlight is like WOW. My heart breaks a little because HE DOESN’T REMEMBER. Boy has to know and understand that he captured everyone’s heart that night. He’s a goddamn shooting star. As a character he’s a triumph, a masterpiece. He’s so multifaceted and honestly seeing his journey to this point in his career was already good enough. 

But they didn’t stop there! They were like “Not only is Yuuri a badass now, he was ALWAYS A BADASS. Victor didn’t change him at all. This wasn’t what we thought it was going to be at first AT ALL. It seemed like Victor was spicing up Yuuri’s life and bringing out all these NEW sides of him. ALL LIES. Yuuri was the one spicing up Vitya’s life. EVERYONE’S lives even! Who knows what the atmosphere between all of them was like before this? Like honestly? I bet they were all being super stuffy and formal and not all that chummy like they are now and their closeness now is partially thanks to this cute boy. I love Yuuri so much like :’) Just….I just need a moment. *ahem* 

OKAY but do y’all UNDERSTAND like he was upstaging CHRISTOPHE !!! 

he was DANCE BATTLING YURIO. YURIO you guys. Since when has this kid been a socialite? Letting loose at parties?! WHAT? This is the power of our pork cutlet king

this was ALL before the main events in the series like…I’m dumbfounded right now.

Yuri was so timid and insecure in the first episode. And we just rolled with that. We thought this was about a blossoming skater trying to find his footing again. We thought it was about Victor helping him learn to be confident. 

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But nah. Yuuri had us fucking fooled. This man is a showstopper. This guy captivated the greatest skater on the scene, he completely stole the show. He just hit a rough spot, honestly.  

Imagine if someone tried to tell us Yuuri Katsuki knew how to do pole! Or breakdance! Or would hold his idol Victor in a saucy tango pose? 

We’d all be like HA! Okay~ :p 

We thought Victor was going to be the seductive one. 

Mann the production team must have been laughing at all of us this whole time. They were sitting on this from DAY ONE. 

We got played in the best way. Honestly? Standing ovation. This is how it’s done. Other studios better step up because YOI raised the bar beyond our wildest dreams. 

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More photos from when happysmily and I were Shingeki no Girlfriends together. ;w; This particular sequence was all her idea and ohhhh man, looking back through these photos I can’t help but ask myself WHY THE HECK I DIDN’T SHARE THEN SOONER LIKE OH MY GOSH MY HEART CAN’T EVEN HANDLE THEM. ;~; But yeah, it’s so fun shooting with Jo - she’s completely game for anything, is really comfortable to shoot with, and always has such good ideas. c:

Bonus: Our vlog from that day!

Ymir - happysmily

Historia - anyapanda-official

Photography - artofprocrastination

enchantedbysuperman  asked:

hi what are your favorite/best buckynat fanfics from ao3? i'd want to start reading some. thank u! :)

My number #1-all-BuckyNat-fans-must-read fanfic rec is:

world looking in by irnan

You know that saying about old habits dying hard? It’s a cliché because it’s true.

And here are some of my other faves in alphabetical order (and check out the fic recs tag for even more recs):

and in which darkness by anomalocaris

It is 1962, and the world is changing. The future shines bright in Moscow, gleaming in the dark, and all the decades of suffering will soon at last bring their long-promised rewards. Utopia seems imminent.

Meanwhile, Natalia Romanova discovers the true cost of creating the Soviet Dream. What future is there for people like her? What is she fighting for? What can Natalia be loyal to, if not the Red Room?

(Or: a love story, told in the interstices of Mr. Khrushchev’s war.)

beyond here lies nothing by tremontaine

Bits and pieces of a vampire AU.

a case of you by irnan

Spy-like, Natasha Romanov pokes her nose in places it probably doesn’t belong, reads letters definitely not addressed to her, and attaches some distinctly odd sort-of-superstitions to other people’s personal belongings. Meanwhile Bucky Barnes is a very charming sort of person, even when he’s a little messed up.

find the words and the beat by irnan

In which Natasha is something of an Iron Woobie, Bucky is human and needs to be loved, just like everybody else does, and there’s a lot of Melodramatic Feelings.

Heavy by Wikiaddicted723

A Plot brews. The Black Widow tries to stop it. Somewhere between points A and B, the past comes knocking.

“Bodies are machines, and Natasha’s spent the better part of three decades learning to use them. She shoots and the glass breaks and the lights go out, and Natasha’s moving, moving, moving.”

i’ll be home for christmas (if only in my dreams) by girl0nfire

“Hearts always break. And so we bend with our hearts. And we sway. But in the end, what matters is that we loved and lived.”

Natasha Romanov remembers, slowly. And like with most things, destruction is easy; rebirth is not.

(Canon Fix-It for Ed Brubaker’s Winter Soldier arc “Black Widow Hunt.”)

Incendiary Vices and a Filthy Never Mind by nicalyse

In a mess of unknowns, there is a certainty, one thing that has become clear since they began working together again: She wants him.

I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat on your skin by girl0nfire, saturnmeetsmercury (jarofhearts)

This is our collection of mostly domestic, smutty one-shots about the lives of Bucky and Natasha. It started out as participation in the Smut-a-thon (most stories are written for a weekday and prompt), but we kept having more ideas that all take place in the same universe and wanted to be written.

Our Love Came Unannounced (in the Middle of the Night) by girl0nfire, saturnmeetsmercury (jarofhearts)

“If I did this with you, what you just did with me,” Natalia finally says, searching his eyes, “would that feel as good for you?” She feels him shiver below her, his head tipping back into her touches, and his voice is deeper when he replies.
“Yes.”

Some Of The Colors Have To Fade by impertinence

Bucky and Natasha drive around the country, taking out HYDRA agents. Along the way, Bucky learns a thing or two.

the city of three revolutions by yavanei

They call her by many names. The Widow. The Slavic Shadow. The Red Death.

They call him the Winter Soldier. Russia’s deadliest assassin. He has no name.

Years later, as more of the falsehoods and manufactured memories fall away; her mind brings back a single thread of truth to her. An American’s voice, quiet and intense, whispers her name - Natalia - into her ear at night, and it’s a ghost rattling around in the confines of her brain and in between the shattered spaces of her heart. It’s the color of blood dripping on pure white snow.

this bullet lodged in my chest, covered with your name by Cinaed

Some of Natasha’s memories are true, some are false, but throughout all of them runs one thread of remembrance: a cool metal hand gentle upon her back, tender against her cheek, tight around her throat; an assassin with a crooked smile and eyes like winter.

Who Compels My Strength by SakuraTsukikage

“Do you want me to stop?” he asked, smiling as he pressed another kiss into the hollow of her shoulder, she could feel it against her skin, even as his hand skimmed up under her shirt, gentle against the curve of her spine until he found the clasp of her bra and unhooked it easily.

Natasha smiled a little more, burying it with a kiss in his hair as she curled her fingers firmly into the thick hair at the nape of his neck, gripping it tightly so that she could tug at it. “Don’t you dare,” she said.

anonymous asked:

You have a lot of headcanons about autistic galra altean Keith, with lots of support from the other characters, but I was wondering if you had any specific headcanons about his interactions with Lance? ((bonus points if its shippy)). You don't have to if you don't want to, I just easily enjoyed your posts and was craving more 💜

Hell yeah, hell yeah, I’m so here for this. Even though I’m a multishipper I have to admit Klance has stolen my life. Also, I will pretty much always talk about Voltron, especially if it involves autistic Keith or autistic Pidge, so anyone who wants more is definitely welcome to shoot me an ask. :) You might get way more than you asked for

[Original autistic Keith and Pidge meta]
[Read the rest of my autistic Galra Keith posts]

[Also influenced by @klanced‘s ADHD Lance headcanon.]

Below the cut: the Cliffsnotes version (haaaa, who am I kidding, this is super long) of the slow-burn romance, featuring Lance being altogether Too Much, awkward heart-to-hearts, and a sudden barrage (literally) of romantic gestures.

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Dilip Mehta Shoot - 1991. 1/2. For better quality, click on the photo’s! Tumblr decreases everything!

“Dilip Mehta had spent five nights with MJ at Neverland in the year of 1991, photographing, chatting and bonding with the pop icon like brothers over meals and drinks. It was a rare privilege to have access to the ranch.

MJ opened up not only his home, but his heart to Dilip.
Dilip has always been unwilling to divulge details of their conversations together, but was kind enough to share such beautiful photo’s.”

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Requested by anon: Hello could I have an imagine please, I don’t think my last one sent through. Could it be where y/n is best friends with Stiles, Scott, Lydia and Allison from the very beginning and y/n is sarcastic and funny like stiles, she loves him but he loves Lydia and then Isaac comes and sweeps y/n off of her feet and Stiles hates it? And Allison and Scott are watching the whole thing happen and them two are the only ones to figure it out?  Sorry that’s extremely long:( I just love your blog 

A/N: First of all: Don’t worry about your request being too long, I really love detailed requests! :) And I’m really glad you like the blog darling and I hope you’ll like the one-shot! Also: I connected this with a birthday party because it fitted so well.

Originally posted by armageddonvengeance

„Is this my birthday girl or her older sister?”, a very familiar voice that always shoots warm waves through your body  asks behind you. You turn around and try to look at Stiles reproachfully but you can’t keep yourself from grinning.

“Very funny, Stiles. You are just jealous because I’m more mature”, you claim.

“Obviously. Now come on, let me hug you”, he orders and you walk into his spread arms without hesitating.  As he embraces you tightly, your heart beats a little faster and once again you’re happy that he isn’t a werewolf. That he has no idea how you feel about him. And that Scott shuts up about it because he knows how bad that would hurt you. “Happy birthday, Y/N. We have the most awesome present for you but because I love to torture you, you’ll have to wait until tonight before you receive it.”

“Is it too big to carry it into school?”, you retort sharp-witted while anticipation rises inside of you.

“Maybe”, Stiles admits and your grin becomes a little wider.

You slip out of his embrace and turn back to your locker, stuffing your books into your bag. Having birthday doesn’t mean that school will be any less exhausting. Stiles does the same next to you and while he’s standing there in real life, you also have him copied on some photos in your locker door. Stiles is your best friend. You got along immediately as you arrived in Beacon Hills and every good memory is connected to him. You see yourselves smiling into the camera, dressed up at your school dance. You see your whole group of friends laughing hysterically, him having his arm wrapped around your shoulder. That’s your favourite one. But it’s also your biggest problem. While you have developed feelings for him that you can’t deny, he hasn’t because he loves someone else since third grade.

“Are you gonna go grab some food after school with Malia, Liam and me?”, you ask him nevertheless. Why even try not to be close to him? It’s hopeless anyway.

But you can see in Stiles’ reaction that it won’t happen and his apologetic face only makes your heart cramp. That’s how fast you go from happy to sad nowadays. “Sorry, but I can’t. I promised Lydia to help her decorate for the party.”

You can’t complain because it’s your party and it’s really nice and sweet that he helps her with making it perfect and you feel grateful for that. However, you also know that he only does that so voluntarily because he wants to spend time with Lydia. It’s a mess.

You gulp it down, display a fake smile and shrug. “No problem, we’ll see each other in a few hours anyway. More curly fries for me.”

Then you shut your locker, wink at him and quickly walk to your first class. As much as you love being around him: sometimes you just want to get away.

Your afternoon with Liam and Malia passes nice and uneventful except for Scott calling you, sounding weird and asking you if he could bring someone to your party you don’t know yet. You had been surprised but said yes because you’re absolutely sure that Scott wouldn’t bring someone you didn’t want to be there. There’s nobody in this world you trust more than him.

You leave your home for the party at 8 pm, wearing a nice dress and being giggly excited. You want to be happy tonight and enjoy this opportunity of just being with your friends and having fun. That doesn’t happen too often. So as you arrive at the already crammed lake house, you display your biggest smile and this time, it is honest.

Stiles is the one who greets you after you rang the bell, his reddened cheeks proving that he already had a taste of Lydia’s special punch. He pushes out a loud, enthusiastic yell and pulls you into the crowd to the rest of your closest friends. Your heart almost explodes with affection as you see all of them assembled there: Stiles, Lydia, Liam, Malia, Kira, Hayden, Mason, Scott and Allison. Those who haven’t congratulated you yet do so now, hugging you and kissing your cheek.

“I thought you wanted to bring someone?”, you ask Scott after he ruffled through your hair.

“Yeah, he’s just running late”, he explains apologetically but you only shrug because you don’t really care. Especially since Stiles finally gives you your present and it really is huge.

You rip the paper off, excited like a little kid, and a big picture frame is revealed under the layers. You lift it up carefully and stare at it, holding your breath. It’s amazing and beautiful and makes you speechless. They put every photo of your important and happier events together in that frame along with movie tickets, drawings and other stuff that describes your time in Beacon Hills. You can feel how your emotions are almost overwhelming you and gulp down the happy tears. You really don’t want to cry today.

“Thank you so much, guys! That’s the best present I ever got!”, you exclaim and share some big smiles with them until Lydia presses a glass of punch in your hands and you all drink. That’s when the party starts and it’s a good one, as usually when Lydia organizes it. You drink, you dance, you laugh with your friends. It’s simple and pretty much perfect until you go to the bar to get more ice for your coke and stop behind Allison and Scott who obviously don’t notice you.

“She’s good today, isn’t she? I think it’s getting better”, Allison mumbles and for some reason you intuitionally know that she’s talking about you. You freeze and can clearly hear Scott sigh.

“I don’t know. I hope you’re right but this morning her heart told me that she still loves him.”

Great. There it is again. The topic you wanted to avoid. You stare down at your glass while your joy slowly fades away. Maybe you should go outside to erase those thoughts, keep your cool and get some fresh air. Yeah, you should probably do that. You place the glass on the table, turn around and walk straight to the door, ignoring the dancing people around you. You pull the door open and want to step outside, but somebody is blocking your way. A freaking tall person, you realize as you almost crash into his chest.

“Ups. I’m sorry”, you blurt out, stepping back to look up at him.

“Oh, it’s okay. No problem. You’re Y/N, right? The birthday girl?”, he seems a little nervous and the fact that you can’t answer him at first doesn’t really help. All you can do for a moment is stare at him. At those blond locks, the dazzling blue eyes, the perfect jawline. Whoever that is: he’s one handsome guy.

“Er, yeah. Yes”, you finally answer, blushing already. “And…you must be the guy Scott talked about.”

“Yes, I’m Isaac. Happy Birthday, I guess.” You shake hands and he smiles down at you. It’s a great smile with a trace of sass in it. You step aside and let him in, closing the door behind him. You totally forgot what you originally wanted to do. All of a sudden, it’s just really hard to take your eyes off him.

Side by side you slowly walk through the room. You don’t know where you are going but it doesn’t matter to you anyway.

“Sooo…you are Melissa’s kinda adopted boy that ran off to France”, you state, recalling what they told you about Isaac Lahey. A grin flashes over his lips.

“Is that what they call me nowadays?”

“Actually, only I call you that. It’s easier to keep track of all the people here like that. Why did you come back?”

He shrugs. “You know, France is great when it comes to weather and all the romantic stuff, but it got kinda boring.”

“Well, it’s never boring in Beacon Hills”, you state dryly, although you wouldn’t mind having an Eiffel tower here to enjoy the nicer things of life now and then. Isaac observes you from the corner of his eyes and he seems a little impressed. You somehow like that a lot.

“I’m sorry that I’m crashing your party like that. And I didn’t even bring a present”, he apologizes. You turn around and smirk at him on the spur of the moment.

“I’ll forgive you if you drink something with me.” He’s more than ready to do that. And you are so distracted that you don’t even notice Stiles’ glares as you walk to the bar with him. Scott does, though.


In the next few days, you and Isaac grow closer. You really like him. You have to admit that you being impressed of him at first sight doesn’t wear off. It’s not that deep, complicated affection you feel for Stiles, it’s very different: more refreshing, simple, joyous and not less strong for that matter, just different. Sometimes you can feel Scott’s eyes on you when you interact with him and you momentarily wonder what he thinks about it but in the end, it’s not important. This is the first time you just listen to what yourself want.

Seven days after the party on another Friday, you walk to your locker and Stiles is waiting there for you, his arms crossed in front of his chest and his expression thoughtful.

“Hey, what’s up? Everything alright?”, you ask him, slightly worried. He gives up his stiff position and tries a smile.

“Yeah. I just wanted to ask you if you wanna grab some lunch before we are having movie night tonight?”, he retorts. His eyes wander to a spot over your shoulder for a second and you realize that Isaac is leaning against some lockers down the hall, waiting for you and giving you some space to talk to your best friend.

This time, it is you who has to be sorry. “I would love to, Stiles, but I promised Isaac to help him with his English homework and he wanted to help me with that essay for French. But we’ll meet at eight at yours, okay?”

You can see on the way his brown eyes turn a little darker that he doesn’t like the answer and it really astonishes you. He usually never reacts offended when you have to cancel.

“You are spending a lot of time together”, he states.

You raise your eyebrows. “Ehm, yes. Not more than you and Lydia, though”, you indicate.

“True but…you didn’t know him back then. He wasn’t exactly the greatest of guys if you ask me and…”

“Stiles, he has spend how many years in France now?”, you interrupt him indulgently, shooting him a weak smile. “People change. You don’t have to worry about me, I promise. I see you tonight.”

You press a kiss onto his cheek, turn around and walk towards Isaac. As both of you disappeared around the corner and are out of earshot, Scott steps behind Stiles and puts an arm on his best friends’ shoulder.

“Man, you have to stop that”, Scott says, not unkind.

Stiles only frowns and grabs his books a little tighter. “I don’t like it.”

“I know. But she’s happy. And she deserves to be happy! She will always be your best friend, Stiles, but you can’t have her all to yourself, you know that. That would be really egoistic and that’s not what you are.”

Stiles nods slowly. He already knew that this would happen one day. He just had no idea that it would be that hard.


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Friends of Friends Part 5

Originally posted by wonhontology

Part: 1 / 2 / 3 / / 6 / 7

Rating: PG-13

Note: Hold your hats, it’s gonna get angsty! Also, the last bit is in Wonho’s POV.

The posts continued for the next few weeks, and I wasn’t proud to say I checked the site nearly every day to read them. They hadn’t drudged up anymore photos of me, or taken any, but they still posted speculative, gossipy articles that ignited debates and theories in the comments. They were never very nice to read, some people swore they knew things about me they didn’t, or just flat-out made up certain “facts”, but I was somehow addicted to seeing what they had to say. I had to know.

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Dancing On My Own

Steve Rogers x Female Reader

Prompt: Requested by Anonymous: Based on the song Dancing on My Own cover by Callum Scott and the prompt: It was only when he (almost) lost her did he realize that it was her. It has always been her [that held his heart all along]. Angst but with a happy ending, please? Is this okay? 😀

Word Count: 3,650

Warnings: Angst, violence, language (because it’s me, c’mon), alcohol abuse, and the repercussions that come with heavy drinking.

A/N: You asked for angst, and so I give you angst! I hope you enjoy, Annon. I was playing with different perspectives (which is new for me) so shoot me an ask when you’ve read it so I can know what you think, darlin!  I loved this request so much, I just hope I was able to do it justice.

Steve’s perspective will be in italics while the reader’s are normal text. Song lyrics are in bold

(I’m still getting the hang of writing Steve, please be kind)

Originally posted by your-kylie-me

It was only when he had almost lost her did he realize that it was her.  It had always been her.  She was the one that held his heart all along.


You should have known this would be a problem when you agreed to attend Tony’s little soirée. It was a classy event, that much you knew - it was the only reason you were even in a dress, after all.  But you hadn’t expected someone to look so irresistibly amazing in a suit.  But then again, Steve wasn’t just someone.  He was Captain fucking America, and he was the greatest man you’d ever known.

You were smiling like a buffoon when he first found you, wrapping you in one of his signature hugs.  His smell attacked your senses on contact and you were red by the time he pulled away.  He’s smiling as he looks you over, and chills erupt over your skin.  And then he tells you that you look beautiful, radiant even, and you’ve been reduced to a giggling mess.

You hated that he had this effect on you.  With one flash of that blinding smile, you were putty in Steve’s hands.  Regardless of what the hard-headed shit had done, when he fixed you with his pearly whites there was no denying that you couldn’t stay mad at him.

But it didn’t mean that he couldn’t break your heart.

And break your heart, he did.

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Parent!Joshua
  • tbh sometimes i feel like he is lowkey seventeen’s other dad
  • anyway he would be the sweetest father in the world
  • and probs the clingiest lmao he always needs his child near him whenever he’s home
  • most husbands would be v lazy to get the baby when they’re crying at five AM but not joshua…..he was up before you could even utter a word
  • let’s start with a baby girl, hm? ok when she was a baby, joshua spoiled her so much that you /knew/ she was going to grow up to be a daddy’s girl
  • she literally does not stop crying until she knows it’s her dad holding her
  • her first word was even “dada”
  • calls her his little princess
  • taught her how to play guitar the second she showed a slight interest for it
  • had to start her off with a ukulele though because her fingers were too small and skinny for thick guitar strings but whatever he’s proud asf
  • but man, your daughter would always strum her heart out and you can tell she loves it because she has the same look that joshua has when he plays guitar
  • you show her old seventeen mv’s whenever she misses her dad when he goes on tour
  • oh goodness speaking of tour; all the seventeen boys are going to melt over her and would spoil her almost as much as joshua 
  • when y'all facetime, the boys are always filling up the screen and waving at the baby and jisoo is like omg i’m trying to talk to my child guys but they don’t listen lol
  • and when you call them for babysitting, they ALL have something to teach her
  • minghao is going to teach her how to get away with sass, mingyu is going to teach her how to cook, hoshi is going to teach her how to dance, vernon is going to make faces at her to the point where she can replicate one, jun is going to show her how to model, jeonghan is going to take naps with her, woozi is going to play her nursery rhymes on his piano, seungkwan is going to be her cuddle buddy, wonwoo is going to read stories to her and dino is going to be glad he isn’t the youngest ^–^
  • dino: *turns to jeonghan* “hey hyung ((((: i’m not technically the baby anymore, right? because now-”
  • jeonghan: no bc she’s jisoo’s baby. but you’re still /my/ baby.
  • dino: -.-
  • is a cute but evil little girl…..knows where the cookie jar is and how to charm uncle mingyu into reaching it for her
  • you know, being jisoo’s child, i think korean would the baby’s first language because of her 12 uncles but she would also be able to speak very fluent english bc that’s her dad’s most comfortable tongue to speak in
  • i can see y'all always going to cali to visit jisoo’s mom and dad~
  • as she grows up, you can see just how much she is like joshua with her love for music and confidence and positivity in herself
  • one time when she was feeling down, joshua listened and told her his story of how he became a k-idol and told her to never give up and that just motivated her a lot
  • joshua honestly does not like the idea that she is going to grow?? up?? into?? an?? adult?? but he has to accept it
  • he doesn’t look like the type to be emotional but i think when your daughter graduates from high school jisoo is going to cry bc what happened to his baby girl that used to sit on his lap and watch disney shows on his laptop with him???
  • everyone remember when mingyu drove in pretty u and jisoo saw his life flash before his eyes when mingyu crashed inside? that’s what he looks like when he starts teaching his daughter how to drive
  • “sweetie…..you don’t want to have a bike instead?” he’d weakly ask  but his daughter is like lol no let’s try again
  • since jisoo grew up as an only child, he’d probably know how lonely it can get sometimes and would suggest you all get a puppy
  • but when your daughter began asking for a little brother…..well……you know what happens heh
  • if joshua has a little boy, i bet he’s going to raise that kid to be just as gentleman like as he was
  • the members call him the mini jisoo~ 
  • and your son is a mommy’s boy ^–^ so he is happy to learn bc that is how jisoo captured your heart, right?
  • your son is more like you and jisoo always tells you this and what you always say is “he has your eyes, though”
  • and it’s true, when you look at your son, he has the same twinkly chocolate orbs as his father
  • your little girl always holding her little brother’s hand and reminding him to drink water instead of juice and jisoo is ???? because wHERE ELSE WOULD SHE GET THAT PHRASE and you’re laughing and he’s shooting you a look like “you showed them my predebut videos didnt you? 😭😭” and youre like “oh cmon you were cute!! i couldnt resist”
  • kids do not trust him in the kitchen nope not after he burned the grilled cheese sandwiches on accident
  • joshua orchestrating his kids to make a cute surprise for you on your birthday c:
  • i also think joshua would be the type to take his family to church like once and if you all like it, then y'all can keep going together
  • movie nights are a big thing for this family ^^ y'all are always picking disney films and anime or going out to the movie theater to catch the new flick
  • beach days too
  • jisoo also the type to give his kids lots of money when they go out with their friends bc he spoils and bc of that, you find that its your job to ground them
  • jisoo and his mini’s asking you to come play water balloon fight outside but u say no bc you still had to cook dinner and stuff and you refuse until your son goes-
  •  "dads are fun, moms are boring ((((:“ and jisoo is grinning and you know they’re baiting you but you eventually just give in and pick up a water balloon like "youre on” and youre all running through the backyard and spraying each other and all that fun stuff
  • a v cute and fun family tbh ^–^
Cold

Please do an imagine based on Stone Cold by Demi Lovato and end it with fluffy fluff pleeeeeeSe 😅

A/N: so I thought I posted this but it turned out it didn’t go through! So sorry it’s so late! Also I feel like joker is a little out of character. And just let me get though finales week and I promise I’ll be writing a whole lot more! Requests are open as always!

You walked through the front door of J’s mansion to see your suitcases packed. You’re face automatically broke into a smile at the thought of another surprise vacation with J, until you heard a laugh. It wasn’t J’s famous laugh that made you fall head over heels for him, it was a female laugh. You stopped and listened, until you heard it again. It was coming from the living room, and you could hear voices coming from there as well. You made your way from the entryway, preparing yourself for what you might see in the next room.

A gasp left your lips as you saw J dancing with a women. He held her tightly in his embrace as soft music played from the speakers. He never danced with you. Then you heard it again, that awful laugh that made anger and sadness course through your body.

“J?” You asked.

He didn’t even lift his head to look at you.

“Hmm?” He replied, as the woman in his arms snapped her head off his shoulder to look at you.
She was your height, even had your hair color. She could have been your sister in all honesty.

“What’s…what’s going on J?”

“You have eyes, what’s it look like?”

The woman stopped moving and stared at you, obviously unsure of what to do. J’s back was towards you as he let go of her.
His taught muscles showing through his silky red shirt.

“Who is she?” You asked.

“The new you.” He replied.

And that’s when the tears started flowing the fears you were keeping at bay were finally confirmed.

“You can’t even look at me.” You sobbed out.

Through your blurry eyes you saw him slowly turn around. It broke your heart when you saw the large grin that was adorning his face.

“Oh I’m looking at you now doll.”

“Why are you doing this?” You asked, while walking towards him.

Not even noticing the woman slip to the side of the room.

“I told you not to fall in love with me… You see I tend to be a little cold.” He purred out.

“J, you can’t do this! Please don’t this! I left everything for this, I left the GCPD. I left it all…for you!”

“Don’t tell me what I can and can’t do.” He said now stalking towards you.

“How long? How long have you been with her?”

You said gesturing to the woman.
He didn’t answer, just stared at you.

“You said I made you happy? And that was your form of love? And that I gave it to you!?” You screamed, officially crossing over the line to hysterical.

The two of you were finally close enough to touch. You threw your hands out and clutched on too his chest.

“Well she makes me happy now.” He said, as he unclasped your hands from his shirt, and shoved them away.

You dropped to the floor, as he turned away from you. He was your everything, he was your love, he was your life. You knew it was dumb to fall for him, but you couldn’t help it. There was no better feeling in the world then when he would smile at you. You lived to see him happy. Making you come to the conclusion you were absolutely and unequivocally insane. I mean you’d have to be in order to put a psychopath’s happiness over your own well being. You lifted your head to see J hand in hand walking away with her.

“Your bags are in the entry way incase you didn’t see.”

“J?” You called out. They both stopped in their tracks.

“If happy is her, i’m happy for you.” And with that he seemingly walked about of your life, while holding the hand of another women.


It had been three months since The Joker had thrown you out on your ass. Three miserable months. Truth be told, life had lost all of its flare and dazzle when you weren’t spending it with him. You had been living in the outskirts of Gotham in a vacation home your grandmother rarely visited.
You hardly went out, after all you did burn all your bridges at the GCPD making you second to J on the most wanted list. You didn’t feel safe leaving home without him to protect you. Sure you were capable of handling yourself. But with J you always felt invincible no matter who or how many you were up against.
You spent your days watching tv, reading, or anything that would keep your thoughts from straying to him. But it was hopeless your mind always found its way back to him.

Sometimes it would replay a happy memory of your Christmas mornings spent robbing each other’s favorite stores. Other times you’d remember how it felt to have him touching your skin or kissing your lips. You even lost yourself in the memory of scent. So there you were lying on the sofa, wondering how he was doing. Praying he was happy.

When a knock sounded at the door. You quickly sat up, scared that it might be the police. Ever so quietly you snuck up to the door and peered out of the peep hole. But all you could see was red. You grabbed your gun, and placed it behind your back before throwing the door open. To your completely and utter astoundment your eyes were meet with the Joker holding a large bouquet of red roses, and a grin. You pulled the gun from behind his back and aimed it at his forehead.

“I take it you’re not happy to see me?” He said with a small laugh.

“I’m sure your girl wouldn’t want you here.” You said as you cocked the gun.

You both knew you wouldn’t shoot, this was simply your way of letting him know he wouldn’t get off so easy.

“I don’t know? Should I ask her?”

“It’s whatever you want J, like always.”

“Well then, (y/n). Do you want me here?”

“Ha ha J very funny I meant your other girl.”

“Ohh her? She’s not around anymore.”

“What? Did ya get sick of her too?” You said in highly sarcastic voice.

“No my dear she’s, dead and so are you.”

You lowered the gun and sighed while moving to let him in. Obviously this was going to take a minute to explain. Besides your heart was aching to see him again, for whatever reason.

“What do you mean I’m dead?” You asked while sitting down on the couch.

You gestured for J to sit on the sofa across from yours, but instead he plopped down next to you. You tried to scoot away from him, but he snatched your hand in his and started at you.

“If you sit still i’ll explain.” He growled out.

You yanked your hand out of his grip and folded your arms, silently telling him to go on.

“You needed a cover.”

“A cover? I didn’t need a cov-”

“-don’t interrupt me.”

You bit your lip, and remained silence.

“As I was saying. I got word that the GCPD was closing in on you. And so not wanting to loose my partner in crime. I found a little someone who bore your physical features. And let me say darling, it was a hard search, you truly are one of kind.” He said with a wink.

“So after some alterations we found slash created someone, who when burned, would be thought to be you. So you see deary in the policemen’s and the bats eyes you were killed in a bank robbery/ explosion gone wrong. But in my eyes you’re still very much alive.”

You were shocked, if what he was saying was true all your worries and fears were nothing. He was protecting you. But there was one thing.

“Why didn’t you just tell me the plan? I would have played along.”

He let out a growl, never being able to get one past you.

“Well truth be told, I was interested to see your reaction.”

“You didn’t tell me because you wanted to see how I would react to you leaving me?!” You said while standing up.

J stood up as well. His large smile answering yes for him.

“And? What did you think then?” You asked.
He stepped close to you and wrapped you up in his arms.

“You’re my happy.” He said before placing a kiss on your lips.