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Pidge Gets Her Period

I don’t care how many times it’s been done, it’s my turn.

  • We open with Pidge lying on her side on a sofa, glaring miserably at nothing.
  • Keith sits on the sofa across from her, arms crossed in silent solidarity.
  • Lance walks in. 
  • “What’s up with Pidge?” “She’s in pain.” “What, did she eat Coran’s cooking?” “I’m on my period, Lance.” “…oh.”
  • Lance walks out with a thoughtful expression.
  • Pidge and Keith continue their companionable silence.
  • Allura walks in. She’s exceedingly curious about human menstruation and has dozens of questions. 
  • She gets kicked out of the room two minutes later.
  • Meanwhile, Lance has found Shiro, who is tinkering with the castle as faaaaar away from Pidge as he can get.
  • “It sucks that she’s in pain, man.” “I really don’t want to talk about it, Lance.” “I mean at least my sister always had some pain killers on standby.” “Can we change the subject?” “She said the cramps were like having someone scrape the inside of her belly with a meat cleaver.” “I’D RATHER NOT THINK ABOUT PIDGE’S BLEEDING UTERUS LANCE”
  • Lance is quiet for a moment. “I’m gonna go entertain her,” he says.
  • Shiro watches him leave. The door slides shut. He shudders in horror.
  • Back in the Period Room, Coran has been exiled for telling Pidge that a paladin of Voltron could surely handle some measly cramps.
  • All is peaceful. In the background, we hear the sounds of Hunk preparing a meal in the kitchen.
  • Suddenly, Lance’s head emerges slowly from behind Keith’s sofa. He narrows his eyes at Keith. Pidge watches this without a word.
  • Lance produces a random feather and uses it to tickle Keith’s earlobe. Keith tugs at his earlobe, but he doesn’t turn. Pidge smiles.
  • Lance’s head appears again. This time, he gives Keith bunny ears. Pidge coughs to hide a laugh. Keith frowns at her, paranoid, but when he looks behind him nothing’s there.
  • Lance’s head again. This time, an air horn. He raises his eyebrows. Pidge shakes her head as subtly as possible. Lance nods. He counts down with his fingers. Three. Two. Pidge covers her ears. One.
  • AIRHORN NOISE
  • Keith: MOTHER F—- *TACKLES LANCE*
  • Pidge dies of laughter while Keith shakes Lance vigorously and Lance laughs along with Pidge
  • After her cramps have subsided, Pidge thanks everyone for being supportive of her (in their own ways). But she and Lance can’t look at each other without cracking up for at least a week.
Nursemaid

(Jimin’s crush comes over to his house to help him out after he suffers an injury that leaves him with limited use of both hands.)

Warnings: 6000+ words of smut, Jimin POV, I’ll let you guess what kind of smut takes place


“I can’t believe you managed to injure both of your hands on the same day.” Hoseok’s girlfriend, Sophie, stifled a laugh while she said it. “I can’t tell if you are dumb or just unlucky.”

 Jimin sighed.  He had been stupid and drunk when he and Jungkook went out into the street to play with fireworks.  One went off too close to his hand, burning his right palm requiring a trip to the emergency room where his injury was cleaned and bandaged.  The doctor gave him a lecture about drunk people and explosives and how fortunate he was not to have blasted off his fingers.            

While exiting the hospital, Jimin immediately tripped over the curb and landed with his full weight onto his left hand resulting in a small fracture and return trip to the emergency room to get a splint to immobilize his other hand.   Now, every time Jimin saw someone, he had to suffer the embarrassment of explaining what happened. People had a hard time not laughing when they heard how he managed to get hurt twice in one day.

 “Does it hurt much?” you asked him.

“Not really. As long as I don’t bump into anything or use my fingers too much, it’s okay.” At least you seemed to be genuinely concerned about his well-being. That’s one of the reasons Jimin liked you, you always seemed caring and sincere.  The other main reason he liked you was because he thought you were incredibly hot.  There were plenty of nights Jimin stayed up fantasizing about what it would feel like to be with you.  He wanted to ask you out, but had been waiting until there was some indication that you were even the slightest bit interested in him.  He was starting to think that maybe he had a chance with you, but he felt neutered with his injuries, unable to do things like casually touch you and see how you would respond to his advances.  Jimin resolved to make a move as soon as he had full use of his hands again.

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How the August 21st, 2017 eclipse in 28 degree Leo will impact you by house :

1st House Eclipse.

The 1st house solar eclipse focuses strongly on how a person’s projects themselves.  Since it represents new beginnings and endings the 1st house eclipse can change how we project ourselves.  Behaviors and attitudes may no longer serve us, and the eclipse is letting us know.  For a long period of time the attitude projected may of blocked growth and caused a rut to develop that needs changing.  The signs will be there that a change is needed.  

Developing self confidence or changing the self image can be equally as important and highlighted here.  Situations or people may be starting to come into life to bolster who you are; helping you believe in yourself.  If there is negative aspects to the eclipse there could be danger of people not liking who you project yourself to be wanting to crush your confidence.  Be careful as these situations can make you UN-necessarily change who you are.  

Conversely a person may be very egotistical and need the “reality check” to realize their over-confidence may be causing issues with others around them. The eclipse in this house is all about coming to understand who you are in the world.  It can be a very humbling experience.

2nd House Eclipse

The eclipse will shine a light certainly on what is valued in life.  Finances often come to focus.  Old ways of making money can be on the way out; and in exchange the universe is bringing to you new ways to boost your income. Caution must be taken because aspects to the eclipse are important to.  For every financial boosting possibility that exists there can be financial issues occurring as well.  Perhaps your savings are called upon and start to run dry over the next 6 to 12 months.  New ways of saving money and budgeting might be required and actually hinted at; so look for the clues.

The 2nd house also rules possessions so look for changes in this area.  Perhaps you’ll suddenly start to feel different about what you own, wanting to sell old things and bring in new items.  Maybe you have been collecting something or other for a long period of time and the eclipse is telling you it’s time to go. Conversely maybe you attain a desire to stockpile a new form of possessions worth working for.

3rd House Eclipse

The ways we learn or find information can be subject of change in this eclipse.  It might be that pursuits we have come to depend on have reached their peek. New ways of learning and absorbing information can be coming in.  An example might be you have been learning from a book, but perhaps your friendly suddenly tells you about these awesome YouTube videos.  New ways to learn are found.

New ways of communication in general can be brought into life.  Your friends may of been using a text group, but now prefer a form of social media like facebook.  Perhaps on a personal level prior ways of communicating don’t serve your life anymore and new ways are coming in.  It might be a good time to learn a new language or way of communicating; perhaps find new ways to meet people and interact in general will be presented to you.

Siblings, Neighbors and Relatives are highlights of the eclipse here as well.  An obvious perception can be coming and going from your life.  A new brother or sister can be on the way.  Relatives that no longer serve you could be on the way out.  Perhaps there was a marriage and new ones are on the way in. Neighbors could be moving in and moving out more likely now then ever.

4th House Eclipse

The 4th House eclipse can center strongly on family.  The relationship with the family can change for better or worse.  It can mean many things though.  Your birth family ties may be strength-ed or beginning to sever seeing you go your own way.  Maybe there is formation of your own family out in the world beginning. Either way the emotional ties are either being strength-ed or cut off, so look for the signs and calls from the universe.

The home can in general be the target of beginnings or endings.  It can be that the eclipse highlights that moving is in your future.  Home renovation can be another way this manifests, as well perhaps building or buying a new home.  Maybe people move in or out of your home as well.

Another thing to be on the look out for is changes in your emotional security and stability in general.  Things you depended on could be changing.  On the flip side, you may also see over the next year situations coming into your life that help your sense of comfort balance you out.

5th House Eclipse

The 5th house eclipse is all about who we are.  For some it’s an ending causing a dramatic experience and for others such an experience may be a good thing. These experience can serve as a means to high-lite an injection of creativity. Over the next 6 to 12th house and influx of creativity could come which makes for a way of expressing who we are and what we are about.  Perhaps new avenues for art, music or dramatic expression pop up to utilize this.  For writings new writing material may come.  This eclipse can help some get over “writers block” but may also bring it in for others.

Since the 5th House rules over children this could be a time a new child comes into your life.  It might not be that you have a child, but perhaps someone in the family, a friend or a coworker you know has a baby.  The relationship with children can be strengthened in general at this point.  Not out of the realm though is a desire suddenly to have your own - the 6 to 12th window first in perfect alignment for creating life.

This house also rules over risks.  The universe can be pointing to the need to stop taking risks that are foolhardy and unproductive.  You may also see opportunity for taking risks that can be beneficial as well.  New hobbies and wants of fun can also be introduced into life over the next year.  Perhaps older ways can be running their course and feeling dry.

6th House Eclipse

The eclipse here can specifically take on the daily routine.  Over the course of the next 6 months/year things are going to shift in how you live.  This can come through many numerous ways; but the most highlighted will be the work environment.  An eclipse in this house can symbolize the shifting to a new job, but it can also means your work environment changes.  A manifestation of this may be new co-workers coming and going, or your office needs de-cluttering and re-prioritizing so you can be more efficient.

A focus on health can also be noted from the eclipse.  The sun and moon rule over the vitality and emotions; so issues with health relating to these areas may be forming.  Issues with the back, spine or heart might occur.  Stomach issues such as digestion, issues with ulcers, emotional problems or the best and breasts might occur for some especially if either planet rules the 6th house.  

Conversely since the eclipse can mean endings perhaps the universe is pointing you in directions to change your health for the better.  Look for the positive signs.  A cure for an ongoing aliment may be hinted at, or at the very least ways to boost the vitality or help emotional imbalances.  The 6th house also rules small pets; so you could be looking at bringing in a new pet or possibility in unfortunate scenarios saying goodbye

7th House Eclipse

Partnership is highlighted in this house for better or worse.  The eclipse can end partnerships that are rocky and not productive to life anymore.  Conversely when one door closes another opens.  New people who can benefit us in terms of marriage, best friendship or even business dealings can be coming for us.  In this eclipse priority can be balanced on balancing the life, so things that are making a feeling of discord can be slowly on the way out.  

The change from this eclipse may also center around people who are ope enemies and adversaries.  This can be for the better if open enemies have been impacting your life and causing stress.  One must be careful however; the eclipse may also bring a new open opponent into life.  Some people are capable of making money, publicity or advancements over their open enemies; so worry not.  Sometimes it’s for the best.

8th House Eclipse

The deepest house of the zodiac gets the eclipse shown in the house naturally ruling endings and beginnings.  Psychological transformation can be the key for this eclipse.  Something in the internal workings needs to be changed that is no longer serving your life.  Psychic talents may come to life.  For some perhaps the deceased will contact you through this house, maybe even those who are recently departed.

This house also rules over shared resources so it is not to hard to fathom the possibilities this area is impacted.  Money or possessions from another can be coming into your life; or exiting (perhaps just changing as well.)  The 8th brings with it sexual nature so the sex life may go through some form of major transformation.  A new partner may come in or a revitalization of sexual energy lying dormant with a currently existing partner.

The occult and metaphysical side can be greatly impacted here as well if interest is had in this area.  It could be a time the universe introduces new forms of such mysticism into one’s life.  New interests may include the universe pointing you towards astrology, the occult or alternative healing methods or medicine.  In some instances the new beginning can be eclipsing out of such matters. Perhaps they no longer serve a need if your life and it’s time to live more on the material plane.

9th House Eclipse

The 9th house eclipse can be indicating a new influx of ideas into life. This is actually a good thing as sometimes we get stuck in outdated philosophies and need a new viewpoint to keep growing (which after all the 9th house is about. Perhaps your religious beliefs are not keeping up with the times, or you have grown and something new is more beneficial to you.  This is the time for the universe to open up new doors.  The same can be said for a need for more schooling or education.  Opportunities may arise to increase knowledge and expand knowledge.

The 9th house can also bring the desire for travel.  The Eclipse may bring a travel or journey to a foreign land.  Perhaps it’s vacation; or maybe more in the next 6 months to a year.  New beginnings may arrive to move to a foreign land. Another possibility is a foreign person comes into your life that is new and refreshing.

10th House Eclipse

In the 10th the eclipse is shining a light dealing with structure over your own life. This could tie deeply into your career or the ways in which you want the public eye to come to know you are.  Things may not of been working or perhaps it’s time for a change.  The results can be good or bad depending on the aspects of other personal planets to the eclipse.  Be careful of the choices made now because they can be the fuel for the fire the next 6 months to a year. Scandals can be possible ; but so can elevation into the good of the public eye.

Over that time span the career can be inherently impacted.  Promotions or loss of credibility are possible.  There can be ways to gain money or possibly ways to lose notoriety or accolades.  Something may be on top or changing with bosses, leaders or even own’s own father/mother during the eclipse.  If anything is different then normal, this is why.

11th House Eclipse

Change can be coming to the friendship arena of life.  Perhaps the universe is knocking on your door indicating it’s time to consider how your friends impact your life.  Friends may be going or coming karmic-ally with the eclipse.  Same can be said for involvement with group efforts like social networking.  Are things changing because old ways are wearing out?  This could be why.

The 11th house eclipse can also high lite endings and new beginnings forth coming in your own hopes and aspirations.  Maybe there has been to much focus on “me” and not enough on “all of us”.  The 11th house rules over the structure of society so th eclipse could be beginning into your life a new way to contribute.  This may be through charity work, new charitable aspirations or because some kind of innovation you are or should be working on to better things.

12th House Eclipse

The eclipse in the 12th house can kick up the bucket of psychological issues to so to speak. So anything you repressed or didn’t want to deal with will probably in someone now be forced to deal with.  Any kind of fear that you elected not to tend to may be up for review and need to be faced.  The eclipse also highlights the 12th house of secrets kept from you, so it can be a time where things that were locked away from you start to unveil themselves.  You in turn may also be more private and contemplative by this turn.  

Perhaps the universal is now unveiling a plan for you to gain some perspective on your life through forced alone time.  A change in your stance on spirituality may be coming up for review and to ahead as well.  There can be a “rocking of the boat” to remind you there is more in this life then just work and the physical plane.

I wanna tell you a story

This is a story of how assholes in the workplace can fuck with ADA compliance

Let me make this pretty fucking clear, first as a prologue to this story A disability isn’t just the actual thing wrong with you. It’s the anxiety that goes along with being stuck, the fear of having an episode, the constant stress of avoiding an episode, the difficulties of adapting to the environment. It’s also pain management, moderating how much you do in a shift, and so on. It is also the emotional trauma that comes with the physical disability.

Let me tell you about myself. I have very limited vision. I fake being sighted very well because I knew what it was like to have sight. But I’ve been mostly blind now for almost 22 years. It gets worse every year as I age. I have constant difficulty adapting. So if my phone (which I use as a visual aid) starts to die, it upsets me. If I get disoriented, it can trigger anxiety attacks. If the light is too bright, or I don’t have my sunglasses, or I simply have a bad day, it triggers a migraine. Those migraines are physically debilitating. My immune system has a hair trigger. Stress triggers all sorts of horrible attacks from skin to lung. And then there’s the emotional frustration and suffering that goes with this.

But never mind that shit. It’s shit you can’t see, right, so it must not be real. I deal with it, because I know how insensitive able-bodied people can be. I put up with it and I manage it, but sometimes I can’t anymore, and I just need a fucking break. But when that happens, because I seldom mention it, people treat me as if I’m hysterical. I’m not. I just need my fifteen minutes of silence where someone isn’t telling me how to live. So yeah, I don’t often talk about my disability unless it comes up and has something to do with physically being able to do my job. I’ve never had a job I couldn’t do, if some minor changes were made, and I always had great employers who helped make those changes. However…it’s not just the place and the way things are done that need alteration. Sometimes it’s the people too.

And now we are to the story.

I used to have this job that involved me being out on a floor, chatting to people. Anyway, I got into a conversation with one of my coworkers while we were just sitting there, and I mentioned that I have bad vision.

She was stunned. “What do you mean?”

“I mean, I’m legally blind. It’s a long story.”

And it’s one I like to avoid telling in this kind of environment, but the trouble is, once you’ve said that you have a disability, able people want to fucking push. They want to test you, or they’re curious, and they feel they have the right to know, and so by god you better tell them, or you’re obviously a liar. And yeah, you can say to yourself that that isn’t what you’re doing, but it is a story you’re telling yourself to feel better. To the person receiving that kind of treatment, it’s insensitive, intrusive, and can actually trigger symptoms.

It’s like if you discuss your condition you give up the right to have boundaries. I now know how to say to people, “you don’t have the right to know that about me, and right now you’re triggering my anxiety by reminding me of all the fucking doctors visits I had to sit through where they injected me with dye that caused anaphylaxis and stabbed needles into my eye,” but at the time of this story, I didn’t know what to say, besides answering the question.

So I gave a very shortened version of why I am legally blind. She kept questioning me. Can I drive, can I read, can I this, can I that? But what about all the times I’ve seen you do this, or that, or whatever? Did you try eating kale, did you try this, did you try that? I finally said, “I went to some of the best specialists on earth for over six years. I’m just a freak of nature, and you’re actually making me really uncomfortable right now.”

This was because her questions had become hostile, judgemental, and disrespectful. She assumed that because my condition is idiopathic (unknown cause), it must not be real. She assumed that because she’d seen me look at things, I must be able to see them. She acted on that idea by being aggressive, acting as if she knows more about the human eye than I do. You want to know about how much I know about the human eye?

When I was in high school, I was in AP anatomy (I had to have a dedicated lab partner to dissect things for me, because you don’t want a blind person holding a scalpel, but that was fine). When the segment on the eye came along…my teacher asked me to teach the class..cold. No preparation. He did this because I had been getting picked on for my condition, and he wanted to show that my condition made me stronger. I walked up to the transparency machine, and I taught the fucking class. Not just an in-depth explanation of the anatomy of the eye, but the way it works, how the brain processes it, the various dysfunctions it can have, and then people began asking how my vision worked, and for the first time, I got to explain to my class (the same people who knew me BEFORE I lost my vision) how I see.

By the end of that hour, kids understood, and they never made fun of me again.

That’s how much I have known about the eye since I was 15 years old. And here’s this fucking woman, insinuating that I am making more out of it than it is, telling me I probably have too alkaline a diet, or this that and the other.

I finally said to her, “This is really bothering me, can we change the subject?”

She says “Did you go to a priest?”

“Excuse me?”

“Well, doctors don’t know anything. Did you go to a priest and pray?”

“I’m an atheist, and I don’t think any of this is your business.”

“Well, that’s your problem. You didn’t pray enough. That’s why you’re sick and why your eyes don’t work.”

You didn’t pray enough.

I looked her right in the place where her eye would be if I could see her fucking face and said, “At the time this happened, I was 14. My step father was a minister and I went to church every Sunday. I’m an atheist because my illness brought up a lot of issues and never offered anything but fear. Are you seriously going to sit there and tell me that I was sick because I didn’t pray?”

And you know what she said to me? “You obviously were a sinner then and never repented.” And then…

THEN..

She starts singing a fucking hymn at me.

I got up, shaking with rage, I walked over to my boss and explained that I was leaving. She asked why, was going to argue with me that my shift wasn’t up, except that she saw me and understood that if I didn’t leave, i was going to hurt someone. I told her that I had just been treated so badly, it was actually causing me to have hives (which it was), and that I knew I was going to have a migraine very soon. I didn’t wait for her to answer. I just left. I walked down the street to a store and called my best friend Angela. Angela is the daughter of an ex-priest (who came out and married a man) and a nun (who also has a chronic illness) and when Angela was born, she had a rare heart defect that resulted in a massive stroke at the age of 1. She has had FIVE open heart surgeries to rebuild and repair her heart. She is chronically ill in ways I cannot imagine. She is also intelligent, caring, manages a support network and charity for people with heart conditions, helps raise my niece, and oh yeah…is religious, but the kind of religious I like because she really lives by the words.

When I told her what this woman did to me, she was absolutely speechless. The fact that anyone would say a child deserved to be given a horrible illness and suffer, because they were a sinner and needed to beg for forgiveness is fucking gross. If that’s how her god operates, fuck him. If that’s how grace functions, then fucking count me out.

I spent two hours sitting on a park bench, shaking from head to toe, in pain, my skin reacting to the stress with welts and hives. Within about thirty minutes, I got my migraine warnings. These happen to me whenever I am under serious stress, because my blood pressure increases, and when this happens, it puts pressure into my eye. This causes a chain reaction. I finally made it home, and quit that job two weeks later, because every time I had to work with that woman, it gave me the most horrible anxiety.

I kept expecting her to try and bless me, or demand I go to her priest, or try and tell me that I should stop taking my medications, or mock me, or call me a sinner. Tell me I was going to hell…because obviously sickness is a sign of sin. And she low key did, and that was enough, but the anticipation of having to see her every day…that’s what killed me.

SO GET THIS THROUGH YOUR FUCKING HEADS ABLE-BODIED PEOPLE

A disability isn’t just the physical problem. It’s the PTSD of dealing with operations, doctors, interrogations, tests, surgeries, and on and on. It’s pain management and exhaustion. It’s depression and frustration. It’s anxiety triggered by people being insensitive pricks (and in my case, the triggering of my immune system when under stress). It’s the constant strain of trying to adapt and perform as well as others. It’s the constant worry that someone will behave toward you in a way that is condescending, and that you will have to fight, once again, to be treated fairly.

THAT’S A FUCKING DISABILITY.

Imagine what you might feel if I took your arm away. Imafine what you’d feel if a person made fun of you, told you to get over it, told you that you didn’t pray enough. Now imagine it’s a disability they can’t see. How do they act? Like you’re a fucking liar who makes shit up to get attention. And they treat you like that too. I can’t tell you how many stories I’ve heard from people who have told me that when their co-workers found out they had a disability, people were told to get out, to quit, were harassed, had equipment sabotaged…

So when you make your workplace ADA compliant, think about the people you have on your team and handle that shit too. Get rid of employees or contractors who are going to destroy the productivity of a disabled worker, because I can fucking promise you something: if you don’t, it will cost you. I was damn good at that job. When I left, my boss begged me not to. She even offered to fire the other girl, but by then I was already so over the job and the people and the place, that it was way more trouble than I could handle. I was better at my job than she was, and because of her bullshit, my boss lost a good employee, and then eventually fired the other one too. Disabled people have more fucking work ethic than you can imagine. Can you even comprehend what it takes me to live on a daily basis? It’s WORK. And If I can work through life AND work through your shitty job, you’re going to really be pissed if I leave.

Disabled people can contribute, but they need those around them to grasp what they’re dealing with. It’s not about pity. It’s not about going easy on us. We can handle difficulty, because we do every day. It’s about being mindful and decent. It’s about having fucking common sense.

So maybe I should add to my list of ways to deal with partially sighted or blind people DON’T FUCKING SING HYMNS OVER THEM OR SUGGEST GOD PUNISHED THEM FOR NOT PUTTING THEIR BIKE AWAY BY STRIKING THEM DOWN WITH BLINDNESS.

Celebration.

“So let’s not forget that Damian and I are still the only legitimate deaths in the family,” Jason said, pulling Damian closer with one arm around his shoulders; squeezing. Albeit sour-faced, Damian allowed himself to be man-handled into Jason’s side without objection, save for the usual unimpressed “Tt.”

“Hey, it’s not like I faked my death,” Timothy objected, before side-eying Dick next to him as he mumbled loudly into his third – already empty – coffee cup, “Like some people.”

“Are we never moving past that?” Dick asked, sounding almost exasperated.

His brothers seemed to freeze, Tim and Jason sharing a look before facing Dick’s expectant expression with blank stares; “No,” they chorused.

“I concur,” Damian declared; at the floor.

Dick made a noise; sighed, and threw up his hands in defeat.

“Still, Timmers,” Jason was speaking again, ignoring Dick, “You didn’t die for real, so you don’t count.”

Damian nodded.

“But I would have died for real,” Tim countered, “If I hadn’t been unceremoniously kidnapped, thank you very much.”

“‘Fortuitously’ kidnapped, you mean,” Dick said.

Boys,” Bruce appeared, as he so often did, out of seemingly nowhere, to interrupt whatever Jason or Tim might have replied to that, heavily placing a hand on each of his middle son’s shoulders. “It’s not a competition.”

“Because we’ve already won,” Jason said.

Please,” Bruce intoned, “Can we change the subject?” he asked, giving Jason a meaningful look. The younger man’s throat worked. Damian’s gaze lifted to watch Jason as carefully as Dick and Tim were doing.

“…Sure,” Jason said easily, slapping the back of his hand against Bruce’s chest. “Why don’t you share the good news with Tim.”

“Good news?” Tim said, to Bruce, as he spoke, at Jason.

Dick snorted into his drink, and Damian groaned, rolling his eyes.

This,” Jason said, impatiently, as he pried Bruce’s left hand from his shoulder by the ring finger, practically shoving the digit in his face, “You unromantic oaf.”

“Oh!” Bruce said, too loudly, and slipped his finger from Jason’s grip. “O-of course,” he cleared his throat.

“Do I need to be concerned?” Tim was stage-whispering at Dick, who made a see-saw motion with his free hand in reply, before pinching an inch of air between his thumb and forefinger. “Little bit? Alright,” Tim concluded, returning his attention to Bruce with an expectant grin on his face.

Bruce glared. Briefly.

“I have asked Selina to marry me, and she has accepted.”

“Oh,” Tim said, not hiding his surprise. “Oh…wow. Okay. Congratulations,” he offered his hand to shake, and Bruce clasped it firmly.

Thank you; Tim.

“You’re alright with this?” Jason asked, apparently incredulous. “She’s a villain—”

You’re a villain,” Damian declared, shooting daggers at Jason from where he was still tucked in against the older man’s side.

Jason held the boy tighter, “So I’d know best—”

“You’re not a villain, Jason,” Bruce said firmly. “And neither is Selina.”

“Ignore him, Bruce. It is good news. I think you and Selina will be good for each other.”

“Thank you, Tim.”

“For the record, I agree,” Dick threw in.

“Suck-ups,” Jason said.

“Stupid,” countered Tim.

“Nice come-back.”

“You’re all idiots,” Damian said, before Tim could make another reply, as he shoved Jason’s arm off his shoulders and marched off.

“I—take it he’s less than accepting…?” Tim ventured.

“His issue isn’t with Selina so much as his mom…” Dick replied, “I’ll go—”

“Perhaps it should be me, this time,” Bruce interrupted.

“Yeah, okay,” Dick smiled. “I think he’d like that.”

“Excuse me.”

“Me, too, kiddos,” Jason announced. “I got to go see an Amazon about a backwards Superman.”

“Bizarro still—” Dick began,

“A total smarticle? Yeah, it’s awesome.”

“Like how smart?” Tim asked.

“On a scale of ‘one to Tim?’ Timothy,” Jason said, with a lopsided grin.

“Where ‘one’ is equal to ‘Jason’s lame, nonsensical jokes?’ Gotcha,” Tim replied.

“You’re adorable,” Jason said dryly, ruffling Tim’s already messy hair. Tim punched him in the bicep. Hard.

“Say ‘hi’ to Artemis for me,” Dick said, in part by way of breaking up a potential slap-fest before it started.

“Not if I conveniently forget to,” Jason replied with a wink. He extended a hand towards Tim. “Timothy. Always a pleasure. And congratulations on not being dead.”

Tim took the hand, “Gee, thanks.”

“Try and keep it that way.”

“You first.”

“Hardy-har,” Jason slapped him lightly on the back of the head, skipping away fast enough Tim’s retaliation missed. He kept walking, throwing them a last jaunty wave, “See you.”

“Yeah,” Tim mumbled, waving back. Dick slung his arm around Tim’s shoulders, and they watched their brother disappear into the depths of the cave.

“At the risk of sounding like Jason,” Dick said eventually. “Wanna swap near-death experiences?”

“That your clever way of asking me if I want to talk about it?”

Dick shrugged, “Maybe.”

“I’ve already typed up everything in my report—”

“You know that’s not what I mean.”

Tim crossed his arms, let the resulting silence linger a moment. “Is there a pumpkin-spiced latte with extra caffeine in it for me?”

“Of course!” Dick replied at once, swinging Tim around with him and walking them toward the elevator. “Just, you know, without the caffeine.”


October 26th: Celebration.

I Know Your Wife (She Wouldn’t Mind) - Part Thirty

Summary: You ignore Jensen’s advice and go back to work two weeks after having your daughter
Words: 3.6k
Jared x Reader x Gen, Jensen, Tom
Warnings: mild angst, injury
Beta: @blacksiren

I Know Your Wife - Masterpost

Your name: submit What is this?

Dallas was fifteen days old when you first went back to work.

You were already behind on filming, having thought that you’d be working up until the end of September, so you got back as soon as you felt that you were ready.

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Avengers Chatroom: Pizza

Requested by Anon

Pairings: Peter Parker x f!Reader

Scenario: The team really wants to know who Peter’s girlfriend is. Especially Tony.

A/N:  моему маленькому ангелу - my little angel. Thank you to the Anon who let me know about the correct translation <3


Tony has created a chatroom.

Tony has invited Nat, Steve, Clint.

Tony: I have some news about Peter.

Clint: What did he do?

Steve: Leave the kid alone.

Nat: You are like an aunt who is always gossiping.

Tony: Do you want to know or not?!

Steve: It’s none of your or ours business if he did anything. He’s a good kid so I doubt it’s something bad.

Clint: Yup.

Tony: HE HAS HICKEYS

Tony: ON HIS NECK

Tony: PETER

Nat: He is a teenage boy. He must have a girlfriend. This is not surprising.

Tony: I didn’t raise him like this!

Clint: You didn’t raise him at all.

Tony: Don’t any of you want to know who this girlfriend is?

Steve:

Steve: Kinda.

Nat: Steve!

Steve: What? He never introduced us to her! We are his second family. We should know.

Nat: True… Okay, who is it?

Tony: I don’t know.

Steve: Well find out.

Tony: You find out!

Nat has added Peter.

Nat: So, you have a girlfriend?

Peter: No I don’t.

Tony: Then who gave you the hickeys?!

Peter: What? I don’t have that.

Clint: Tony maybe you imagined it.

Tony: I AM NOT BLIND. I KNOW WHAT I SAW!

Tony has added Y/N, Bucky, Sam, Bruce, Thor.

Tony: Who knows who Peter’s girlfriend?

Tony: Whoever she is, she gave him hickeys!

Y/N: That is none of your business!

Steve: That’s what I said.

Y/N: and stop mentioning the hickeys!

Peter: This is so awkward.

Bruce: Stop harassing him Tony.

Thor: What are hickeys? Is it some type of animal?

Y/N: … Yes.

Bruce: Don’t mislead Thor. We don’t need a repeat of last time.

Y/N: BUT IT WAS SO FUNNY!

Bruce: HE THOUGHT PHIL WAS A GHOST!

Thor: I almost threw Mjolnir at him …

Y/N: whoops.

Tony: BACK TO THE TOPIC!

Peter: I don’t have a girlfriend!

Bucky: He must be telling the truth. Are we really going to believe Tony? Of all people?

Tony: Hurtful.

Peter: Can we change the subject?

Sam: I kind of want to know as well now. Who’s the lucky lady?

Peter: I am not dating anyone.

Steve: I will find out.

Y/N: Leave him alone.

Tony: Confess!

Nat: We just want to meet her.

Steve: Maybe his aunt knows.

Tony: If you don’t tell me, I will ask your aunt.

Y/N: WHY DO YOU NOT HAVE ANY CHILL?!

Peter: Please don’t!

Bucky: Ask his aunt.

Peter: She doesn’t know!

Thor: Perhaps she ought to.

Tony: Maybe I’ll visit her right now.

Peter: I’ll do anything! Don’t tell her!

Sam: Why not?

Peter: She should find out from me, not any of you!

Nat: So you are dating someone.

Tony: I’m only 5 minutes away.

Tony: Do you think she’ll be surprised?

Y/N: It’s me! I’m his girlfriend!

Y/N: Don’t tell his aunt!

Clint: MY SWEET Y/N?!

Tony: YOU HAVE TAINTED MY PETER!

Y/N: Okay I’m sweet or sinful, which is it?!

Peter: … Both, babe.

Sam: Okay. Ew. Ew. Ew. I don’t need to know that.

Bucky: I would never have guessed.

Nat: Awww my two babies are dating <3

Thor: This is most adorable!

Sam: Didn’t know you had a thing for spiders.

Y/N: Oh shush.

Bruce: I assume you both have been given the birds and the bees talk?

Bruce: I will recite it just in case.

Y/N: Please don’t!

Peter: I didn’t know my cheeks could get as red as my suit…

Steve: I need pictures of the two of you!

Y/N: For what?

Steve: To frame! You’re growing up so fast!

Clint: I don’t accept this! Don’t condone this!

Tony: NEITHER DO I!

Steve: And why not?

Peter: This is why we were anxious to tell any of you.

Clint: YOU KEEP YOUR SPIDER SON AWAY FROM MY INNOCENT Y/N.

Tony: YOU KEEP HER AWAY FROM MY SPIDER SON!

Peter: Mr. Stark… I don’t mean to insult you but…I’m not your son. I should be able to date Y/N without your permission.

Tony: After all I’ve done for you… You come into MY HOUSE

Y/N: Chat*

Tony: AND DO THIS TO ME?

Y/N: What do you think I’ll do to Peter?! Kill him?!

Tony: Well no. You two actually make a very good couple.

Y/N: Then why all the fuss?!

Tony: I don’t want you and him to date because Nat is your mentor. You know her famous Thighs Of Death move and what if YOU INJURE HIM DURING SEXY TIMES… IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN

Nat: You have already embarrassed them enough. Do you really think I’m going to let you tell моему маленькому ангелу that and live?

Tony: … I’m sorry.

Tony: Y/N, tell your mama bear to stand down!

Tony: Please!

Tony has left the chat.

Nat has left the chat.

Peter: Do you think we should go help him?

Y/N: He’ll be fine.

Steve: Well… That was certainly quite the experience.

Bucky: I’m going to go see Tony get his ass kicked. Happy days :)

Bucky has left the chat.

Sam has left the chat.

Clint: Listen here, Peter. If you hurt my little Y/N, I will shoot you. I never miss. EVER.

Clint has left the chat.

Y/N: … I guess that’s his way of giving us his blessings.

Peter: I’m very scared right now.

Thor: You would be scared only if you meant to hurt Lady Y/N…

Peter: That’s not what I mean!

Thor: I will be watching you. Closely. At all times. Wherever you may be, I will be there. Watching.

Thor has left the chat.

Y/N: … That’s not creepy at all.

Peter: Study date tonight? I’ll bring pizza and all your favorite snacks.

Y/N: Yes. Did I ever tell you that I love you? Because I do. Very much.

Peter: Are you only saying that because I’m bringing food?

Y/N: Partially.

Peter: Well I love you too.

Bruce: Maybe I can tutor you two…

Y/N: Date. Study DATE.

Bruce: Just want to make sure that studying is the only thing happening.

Peter: … So two pizzas it is then.

Bruce: Good :)

Bruce has left the chat.

Steve: What are you going to study?

Y/N: History.

Steve: Make it three pizzas.

Steve has left the chat.

Peter: Will we ever be alone after this?

Y/N: We just have to be extra sneaky.

Vision has joined the chat.

Vision: I have been informed of an impromptu study session with pizza. Make it four, please.

Peter: BUT YOU DON’T NEED TO EAT!

Vision: Five actually. Wanda will be joining.

Peter: Who eats an entire pizza?!

Vision: Six now. Pietro will be in attendance.

Y/N: I’m moving to Wakanda.

Peter: Right behind you.

Y/N has left the chat.

Peter has left the chat.

Vision: So no pizza?

Vision has left the chat.

So I found this on Instagram and decided to write a one shot. credit to the creator of the head canon. They came up the idea, i wrote the story.

1086 words. enjoy



Keith sits up, sweating, horrifying images still playing in his head. It’s the fifth night in a row he’s had nightmares.

He tries to calm himself down but he can’t. Too much is happening in his mind.

Keith barely realizes when he gets out of his bed until he’s standing in front of Lance’s door.

Keith contemplates knocking on the door as his breath gets more and more uneven. He always does this every time he has a nightmare. But Keith is scared Lance will think he’s weak.

Finally, he decides to go back to bed and try to calm himself down on his own.

On the other side of the door, Lance is standing there, waiting for Keith to knock. He always hears Keith get up but Keith never knocks,

Lance doesn’t know is he should just open the door.

Then, Lance hears footsteps walk away. He sighs and goes back to bed. Why can’t I just open the door? He thinks. Keith is clearly not okay.

Keith never fell back to sleep.

He stumbled through the day, occasionally almost falling asleep. Nobody seemed to notice anything.

Sometimes, he could catch Lance staring at him but when they make eye contact, Lance always looks away quickly.

Finally, it’s time to sleep. Training was brutal and since he hadn’t slept a lot the night before, Keith is exhausted. But as much as he doesn’t want to, Keith falls asleep the second his head hits the pillow.

He falls into complete darkness, hitting the ground. Someone cries out and then he hears a growl-Keith wakes up lying on the cold floor. He realizes he’s no longer in the dream but in his dimly lit room. Keith is shaking with panic. Images race through his mind.

Suddenly, there’s a noise from behind him and he shrieks and scrambles to the door, only to realize it’s just the castle.  

The nightmare he had tonight was probably the worst he’s ever had.

Still shaking, Keith walks out of his room into the dark hallway and goes to Lance’s door.

Don’t knock on his door, a little voice tells Keith. He’ll just think you’re weird. Do you really want him to see you like this? Tears form in the corners of his eyes. Should I? Keith wonders.

Lance watched Keith all day. He looked so tired and Lance knew it was all his fault. Lance should’ve let Keith in.

Lance wakes up to a faint shriek. Then footsteps in the hallway. Lance gets up and stands at his door, waiting for Keith to knock. He stands there for a few moments. He hears some quiet scuffling from outside before footsteps leave walking away.

Before he realizes it, Lance opens his door and pokes his head out into the hallway. With the light spilling out from his rom, Lance can see a shaking figure.

“Keith,” Lance calls quietly. Keith turns around and there’s tears streaming down his face. Lance opens his arms and Keith stumbles forward and crashes into Lance’s chest, sobbing. Lance is warm and it’s somewhat comforting for Keith. Lance didn’t really expect this but he still hugs Keith.

Then, Lance hears a door open from down the hall. He pulls Keith into his room and closes the door.

Keith’s sobs was somewhat stopped. “What happened?”

“I think Pidge got up,” Lance answers. “You want to sit down?”

Keith nods so Lance, arms still around Keith, pulls them down to the bed. They scoot back to the wall. Keith rests his head on Lance’s shoulder and they sit in silence for a little while. It’s calming for Keith. He knows someone is there for him, someone he likes.

“What now?” Keith asks, breaking the silence.

“We could go back to sleep,” Lance offers.

“Um…m-maybe not,” Keith says, not wanting another nightmare. But he also doesn’t want to leave Lance.

“Keith, I know you didn’t sleep at all last night,” Lance replies. He lays down, his back against the wall. “Come lay in front of me.”

Keith nervously lays down in the space in front of Lance. He flinches when Lance puts his arm around his waist and pulls him closer.

“I’ll protect you,” Lance whispers. “You’re safe here. Just sleep.”

Keith closes his eyes and falls asleep only minutes later.

Keith goes to Lance’s room about every night now. Sometimes, Keith will just go to Lance’s room even before a nightmare.

Lance is perfectly fine with it. He’s happy Keith is sleeping better. Sure, he has to wake up most nights and calm down a shaking and sobbing Keith but that just means Lance gets to cuddle with Keith.

When Lance opens his eyes, the bed is moving.

He sits up and sees Keith crawling into bed.

“Hi,” Lance whispers.

“Oh, sorry, I woke you up,” Keith replies.

Then, Lance notices Keith is in a different pajama top. “Is that my shirt?”

Keith blushes but Lance doesn’t notice because it’s dark.

“I woke up from a nightmare sweating and I needed a new shirt,” Keith explains. “I hope it’s okay.”

“Oh, that’s fine,” Lance says.

Keith smiles a little and lays back down. “Goodnight,” he mumbles.

“Night, mullet,” lance replies as his arm goes back to its normal place around Keith’s waist.

As Keith falls asleep, he thinks he feels Lance kiss the back of his head.

Keith wakes up to find himself the only one in the bright room. The castle doesn’t have clocks or anything but when it’s morning, the lights in all the rooms become brighter.

He leaves the room and goes to the kitchen. Hunk, Pidge, and Lance are all eating space goo.

“Morning,” Hunk smiles. Keith waves.

Pidge looks up at Keith and almost chokes on her breakfast.

“Keith, where did you get those pajamas?” She smirks.

Lance looks over at Keith and realizes that that’s the pajama top with a fancy LM on them. He didn’t see that in the dark last night.

“Well obviously Lance,” Hunk says, not really realizing what Pidge is thinking. Then his face falls. “Wait…”

Keith blushes and Lance is slightly panicking. Keith sleeping in Lance’s room was kind of a secret thing. They were both pretty sure no one knew it was happening.

“Should I even ask?” Pidge asks.

“Probably not,” Lance answers, hoping to change the subject.

“But it’s not what you’re thinking,” Keith says quickly. “Just, um, can we please change the subject?”

Hunk and Pidge laugh.

Keith makes sure not to sit by Lance

Never Have I Ever - A.I

Originally posted by inspiring-blog

Somebody stop me.  I shouldn’t be allowed to do this anymore. Also, I don’t like how this ends so I’m sorry for that…this also goes from 0-100 really quick

Warning: Spanking, choking, daddy kink


“Never have I ever choked someone or been choked,” Michael said watching as two of his four friends took a shot of tequila, Michael not surprised at all that y/n had, but was very surprised when Luke was the one joining her for the shot. They were seated in Ashton’s hotel room that he was sharing with y/n on her two week stay with the boys during their break.“Jesus christ, Luke.”

“What?” the youngest of the group asked laughing as he high fived y/n, neither holding shame in their eyes. “I wasn’t the one into it. I just aim to please.”

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A Meowment Like This (Kang Daniel Oneshot)

Originally posted by predebutdaniel

Genre: College AU, fluff.

Summary: “I need you to help me find my cat.”

Letters to You (Park Woojin High School AU)


     “Again?” You grumbled through the phone, trying to keep your voice as quiet as possible so as not to wake up you roommate. You pushed yourself up to a sitting position and pulled the bedsheets off of your body.

     “I’m sorry, I’ll treat you to some ice cream to make up for it!” He replied enthusiastically.

     With an irritated sigh, you swung your legs off the bed and put on a hoodie and some slippers, murmuring, “I’ll be down in a second.”

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anonymous asked:

Can I request a Connor Murphy x reader, please? Could reader be really shy and blush a lot and wear oversized sweaters? I just really love oversized sweaters and Connor Murphy-

Title: Don’t Fight
Words: 1,177
A/N 1: I feel like my writing is getting worse with every post lmao sorry. IDK WHAT HAPPENED AT THE END. If you see any mistakes let me know!

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“Look, I like being around you. I like it when you’re happy. I... I like you.”

Note: This is my first Solangelo fic that i have published. Hope you guys like it :)



It was a Thursday, around 2:32 in the afternoon, when WIll came to the conclusion that Nico di Angelo was a fucking idiot.

And he was in love with said idiot.


“Cecil, why in Hades did you think it was a good idea to walk through the beginning archery class with a blindfold.”, Will was having a long day. “It helped the kids to learn about distractions.”, Cecil shrugged, wincing because of the new stitches on his shoulder.

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Until We Meet Again - Taehyung Scenario

another one! 

AFF

Summary: If you kiss him, he’ll disappear forever.

Word Count: 1,743




Bare fists clenched by your sides as the familiar stinging in your eyes started to well up in tears, you took a deep breath in, storming out the front door.

You were the type to hold things in, hold things in and hold things in and hold things in until your chest would feel so tight, so full that it ached. But you still held everything in. Crying was a weakness. You crying would label you as weak and you didn’t want another label to be stuck with your other ones. Since the moment your dad was laid off, the carefree lifestyle you had changed a hundred and eighty degrees.

You moved to a smaller city, to a smaller house… and you were completely fine with that.

You liked the small neighbourhood with the park nearby your house and the dog you passed by on the way to school everyday.


School.


Moving meant having to make new friends, having to make good first impressions. Trust your luck for you to meet the popular girl’s boyfriend on day one, him outwardly flirting with you along the way to class and causing the girl to flare up in jealousy.


Words hurt.


You bit back your tears as you entered the secluded area of the park, feeling the tiny scars from proper nouns and additional bits of broken eggshells along with mucus-y liquid, slowly, slowly starting to close up. That area was your safe haven. A place where rarely anyone but the park sweepers visit, a place where there was your trusty bench under the huge tree that gave you shade and warmth and every other thing you lacked in life.


Life.


Leaning your head back against the bench, you swallowed, letting the salty drops flow down your cheeks in streams.

Life would be nice if it was like the good dreams you occasionally had the pleasure of having.

Your eyelids drooped as you breathed in the scent of fallen leaves and shaky hopes.


Life would be nice if you dreamed a good dream and never woke up.




“Oh no.”

More shuffling could be heard as the voice got closer to your ear. Damp eyes still shut tight, you furrowed your eyebrows, hoping that whoever decided to sit beside a crying girl would get the message and leave.

“Why are you crying?”

You felt no more tears building up as your frown deepened at the low voice.

The voice sighed before continuing, “Well I can’t do anything so I’ll just stay here until you feel better.”

Eyebrows still furrowed - this time in confusion rather than annoyance, you opened your eyes, turning your head to the right to see a boy around your age, shock plastered onto his face as your eyes looked straight into his.

Despite your shitty thoughts of suicide and death and never waking up, you couldn’t help but notice the art that was inches away from you. Long lashes, lovely eyes, perfectly sculpted lips…

Tongue darting out to lick his bottom lip, the boy let out a shaky breath.


Can you see me?


Finally letting words flow out of you, you eyed the handsome boy weirdly, “Of course I can see you?”

The shock on the boy’s face startled you, goosebumps unknowingly forming on your arms. After what seemed like minutes, the boy swallowed, lips parting. “You can hear me too?”

“Of course I can.” Although dumbfounded, you couldn’t help your curious mind. “Am I not supposed to-”

“Oh my God.”

You watched as the boy stood up, backing himself a step away from you. He bit his lip, “Don’t be afraid okay?”

“What?”

“I’m… not human.”


When your expression looked like you’d seen a mad man, the boy gave an exasperated sigh. “I’m a ghost. That’s why I’m shocked that you can see me… and hear me.” You saw his cheeks turn a bit pink.

Ghosts could blush?


“I-”

“But you look so real?” You stood up, stepping closer towards him, making the boy’s eyes go wide.

“You’re not… scared?”


Why weren’t you scared?


You simply looked down, “I’m too numb to be scared.”


The boy stooped down, face tilting up from below to look at you. He gave you the sweetest smile you’d seen in a long, long time. “I would buy you ice-cream but I can’t so… care to tell me what’s wrong?”




The first thing the boy asked you when your butts met the bench was why patches of your school uniform had damp parts and bits of shells stuck on them - causing you to let your guard down in front of the stranger, the streaks on your cheeks repainted with new streams. That in turn caused the boy to apologise profusely, constantly blabbering nonsense while whining that he shouldn’t have asked you that and that he felt so, so bad.


Kim Taehyung made you laugh for the first time in months.


The next day you found yourself walking towards your haven with rare light steps, smile unconsciously spouting when you saw the boy there, eyes closed and cheek squished against the wood. That day he followed you home, earning you curious glances from people and murmurs along the lines of ‘why is she talking to herself?’, filling the journey with laughter and boxy smiles.






“That’s it.” Taehyung huffed for the million time that day, resisting the urge to kick the blanket draped over him. “I’m going to school with you tomorrow.”

“You are not.”

Taehyung pouted at the girl placing her tattered bag on the ground. “I am.”

“Can we please change the subject.” You sighed, tossing yourself onto your bed, letting your head rest on the boy’s shoulder.

Fingers went in between yours, soft breaths entering your ears. “Okay.”

Looking at your intertwined hands, you wondered for the umpteenth time since you met the boy, how a ghost could feel so human. “How was today?”

There was a moment of silence - which was rare - before Taehyung’s deep voice filled the room. “I met another ghost today.”

“You did?” You sat up, weary of the foreign tone replacing the male’s usually eager one.

“Yeah.” Taehyung’s eyes followed you - desperate almost.


You waited for him to continue, the grip becoming tighter.


“The ghost wasn’t like me, Y/N. He was translucent.” His voice turned anxious. “He didn’t know I was a ghost until I approached him and… and he asked me whether I remembered anything.”

Taehyung and you never got into the topic of his past before. How he… died and became what he was. Seeing him so scared caused your heart to ache in a different way. You stroked the back of his hand with your thumb.

He looked at the joined hands, calming down for a bit. “I told him I didn’t remember anything.”

“…You don’t?”

The male shook his head, cheerless eyes looking into yours. “He told me that…” He let out a harsh sigh. “That I can’t do a certain thing. If I do that, then…” He gazed at you. “I’ll disappear and never come back.”


Your heart stopped at his words. Disappearing would mean Taehyung would be gone from your life. The guy who made sure to greet you with smiles as bright as sunshine, who would insist in going to school with you every time you came home with a frown on your face, who would whine whenever you had to do your homework and not talk to him for hours but stayed by your side throughout the entire time. The guy who had been there for you when you fell off the tight-rope of life to effortlessly lift you up and keep you standing on the unsteady line would be-

“What can’t you do?” Your hunted expression went unnoticed, feeling Taehyung pull you into a tight hug. The tears that you hadn’t felt for a long, long time reappeared as you buried your nose into his neck, arms wrapping around him. “I’ll make sure you won’t do it so you won’t ever have to go.”

You felt the hands on your sides move up to your cheeks, the warmth peeling off of you. Cupping your cheeks, Taehyung leaned his face so, so close towards yours, thumbs gently wiping the stains off your face. Giving you a sad smile, he mumbled, “You can’t stop me from doing it.”

Before you could even answer, he gave a choked sob. “I love you too much I don’t know how I can stop myself from kissing you.”

You let out a whimper at his words, tears never ending as he looked at you with so much affection and longing, fingers moving down to graze your lips.


I love you.” Taehyung whispered, lips quivering, “So, so much.”

Looking pass the blurry film of salty liquid, you wholeheartedly breathed, “I love you too.

Glistening eyes and warm smiles, breath ghosting over your lips, he so tenderly murmured, “Until we meet again.”




It was no doubt that life turned back upside down when the boy that stuck beside you for months vanished into thin air, his only remains being your swollen lips and intangible memories - leaving you longing for more.

It was that night that you found yourself up in the early hours of the morning, typing up the name you so loved in the search box.

You almost cried when you saw the familiar boxy grin, frantically clicking on the facebook profile, finding family members and contact numbers.




Oh you’re his friend?


Legs trembling, you jumped off the bus, dashing towards the building.


No actually, he was in a coma.


Zooming past glass doors, you hurried towards the counter, cold sweat dripping down your forehead. Panting, you asked the alarmed nurse, “Where’s Kim Taehyung?”


But he woke up yesterday!


Hand gripping the handle of room 405, you took a deep breath full of hopes and dreams and unsaid words, slowly opening the door.



Unfamiliar faces, curious eyes, and shocked gasps. Your gaze fell on the boy with the boxy smile, wide beaming eyes filled with surprise, happiness, and eagerness mixed in between.




“Oh no.”


Voice and sobs muffled by your hand, you carefully walked towards the boy, people parting to give way.


The boy grinned, feeling his eyes well up as well. “Why are you crying?”


You couldn’t help the smile forming on your face at his words.


I would buy you ice-cream but I can’t so… care to tell me what’s wrong?

Super Date

It’s finished, edited, and ready to be read. Enjoy, guys!

Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Supergirl (TV 2015)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor
Characters: Kara Danvers, Lena Luthor, Maggie Sawyer, Alex Danvers
Additional Tags: lots of flustered kara, First Date, realizing sexuality, Fluff, the fluffiest bitch, lena doesn’t know that supergirl is kara
Summary:

Lena Luthor finally gets the courage to ask Supergirl out on a date. Kara Danvers is determined to give her the most amazing date of all time.

Rooftop dates and candlelit dinners.

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If You Want Me To

Requested by @workingonmynightmoves : A Sam x reader. Sam finds out the reader has never been eaten out before, then shows her how good it can be.

Word Count: 2350

Warning: Oral sex, all the dirty talk, smug Sam

A/N: Thanks for this request, babe! Hope everyone enjoys it!

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Moments. Chapter 4: Bait

Idea explained here

You can read all the parts here

Prompts:  

“Hey 😊 I have a prompt that I would really like to see written by you; of course you have to decide if you want to put it in your multichapter fic or as a oneshot or if you don’t want to write it at all… we’ll the prompt is “the balloon squad reaction when they find out that Yousef and Sana are dating”.

“Hi, first I wanna say I love your writing… to the point I wake up and check if you’ve posted anything EVERYDAY. I have a prompt request if you’re still taking them… Yousef and Sana have been dating but aren’t ready to tell the ballon squad yet (Elias obviously knows cos captain) but the boys have known from day one and decide to have a little fun by hitting on Sana/baiting Yousana etc etc.. basically balloon squad + Sana banter.. Would love to see you write this… thank you xxxx”


Chapter 4: Bait

“Am I late?” Yousef asked as he approached his friends.

They were on the backyard of the Bakkoush’s –not like they were hanging out at any other place ever- when Yousef arrived. Normally, Yousef was the first one there but that day Mikael, Mutta and Adam were already there, talking to Elias, a conversation that stopped as soon as they saw Yousef, not that he thought about it much.

“No, you’re in time. They were early” Elias explained

“That’s new” Yousef teased his friends “They’re always late”

“Ha ha” Mikael said sarcastically.

“Hey Elias” Adam said suddenly “How is Sana doing these days?”

Yousef’s head snapped at Sana’s name being mentioned. It’s not like the boys didn’t care about Sana but Adam asking about her suddenly seemed strange.

“She’s alright. She’s being through a few rough weeks but she seems to be doing fine now. I guess it had something to do with her friends” Elias said

“I’m glad to hear that, I wouldn’t want her to be sad” Adam said smiling

“Oh I know you wouldn’t” Elias said winking at him knowingly

Yousef frowned and looked back and forth between his friends, trying to understand what was going on. He then looked at Mikael and Mutta to see if they were as confused as he was but they seemed pretty relaxed so he just assumed that he was imagining things. He tried to act as cool as he could, at the end of the day no one was supposed to know that he and Sana were together and getting nervous every time her name was mentioned wasn’t a good way to keep it a secret.

“So…where is she now?” Adam insisted

“She’s in her room, I think” Elias said

“Why don’t you ask her to join us?”

Okay, now that wasn’t his imagination, Yousef thought. Adam seemed really interested on Sana that day.

“I mean…so she doesn’t stay in her room the whole day” Adam said acting clearly nervous“You know…I just…”

“I get it Adam, relax bro” Elias said chuckling

“Yeah…” Adam said with a shy smile “You guys wouldn’t mind right?”

“No, of course not. Anything for you…I mean for her” Mutta said

“Yeah Elias ask her to come” Mikael said supporting the idea

Yousef kept getting more and more confused at the whole conversation. It seemed like all of them knew something that he didn’t, something that involved Adam.

“Yousef?” Elias asked “What do you say?”

“Um, yeah, sure!”

 -x-

She wasn’t studying, let’s be honest. She was just messing around with her laptop, watching youtube videos, looking at facebook, things like that. She was actually feeling kind of boring when her phone beeped. At first she thought that maybe it would be the girls but then she remembered that they were all studying for a test they had the following day. She picked up her phone from the bed and looked at the texts

Immediately she opened her conversation with a certain boy that was now standing in her backyard.

-x-

“Hey boys” Sana said approaching them in the backyard “Elias said I could join us, I hope it’s okay”

“Of course it is!” Adam said way too excited making Yousef squint at him

“It’s okay Sana, we’ll love you to join us” Mikael said

“Yes, the more the merrier” Mutta added

“Thanks guys” Sana said smiling

“By the way Sana, you look really beautiful today” Adam said scratching the back of his neck

Sana widened her eyes at the comment. She didn’t know how to react. She looked at Yousef and saw him frowning, his mouth slightly opened. Then she looked at Elias waiting for some kind of reaction from him but he just looked relaxed. She finally turned to Adam kind of blushing.

“Oh…th-thanks, Adam” she stuttered

“Just stating the truth” he shrugged.

Sana smiled at him kind of uncomfortable about the situation.

“So, what is the plan?” she asked Elias trying to change the subject

“Well we can either stay here or go for a walk”

“I vote for staying here” Adam said

“I rather go out to be honest” Mikael expressed

“Yeah, I think I agree with Mikael, I’m tired of being here” Sana agreed

“You know what? You’re right, let’s go then” Adam changed his mind and smiled at Sana

“Okay…” she said “shall we go then?”

“After you” he said

Sana started to walk and was quickly followed by Adam who stood by her side. As soon as Yousef saw this he made his way to them but was stopped before he could reach them by Elias.

“Hey, Yousef, walk with me bro” Elias said

“What are you doing?” Yousef asked him

“Nothing” he said shrugging

Yousef looked at his friend trying to find out why he was acting that weird but was soon distracted by Sana’s laugh. He looked forward and saw Sana and Adam walking side by side, he was telling her something and she was laughing about it.

Are you seriously not going to say anything about that?” Yousef asked Elias pointing at Sana and Adam

“About what?”

“You told me to stop flirting with your sister when I was only teaching her how to peel a carrot and now Adam is obviously flirting with her and you’re cool with it?”

What? Where is this coming from?” Elias asked

“You really don’t see it? Look at them.” Yousef said “He even called her beautiful!”

“And you don’t think my sister is beautiful?”

“No, I do, I mean I don’t, I mean I do…I mean…that’s not the point…he’s…and she’s…and they…”

“Yousef, breathe” Elias chuckled

“Why are you so cool about this?” Yousef said frowning at him

“Adam’s a good guy, he’s my friend and I want the best for my sister. What’s best than my friend?” Elias said shrugging “Besides, she’s single and she can decide who she wants to date”

“Date? They’re not dating, they’re not going to date each other” Yousef said

“How are you so sure?” Elias asked raising an eyebrow

“Because…I just am”

“You’re really weird today Yousef” Elias said laughing “But don’t worry. I know you love Sana like a sister but I think she can take care of herself”

“Uh, yeah, sure…yeah.” Yousef said looking at the floor

Again, Sana’s laugh caught his attention. It was just him or they were staying a little bit closer to each other than before?

“You know what, you’re right. I’m just…I’m going to tell Adam something I just remembered, be right back” Yousef told Elias not even looking at him

He walked over to where Sana and Adam were walking and stood between them pushing Adam to his side while putting his arm around his shoulder.

“Hey guys, seems like you two are having fun here” Yousef said faking a smile

“Yeah, Sana is so funny” Adam said

Indeed she is” he said looking at Sana who was biting her lip amused by Yousef’s behavior.

He then looked at Adam.

“You know who else is funny? Eva. Weren’t you into her Adam? You really liked her, didn’t you?”

“Uh, yeah I did but I don’t anymore. I have someone else in my mind now, I’m looking for something more serious” Adam said looking passed Yousef and straight at Sana.

“Great” Yousef said bitterly. “You know what? I think Mutta was asking about you, you should go see what he wants”

“Mutta?” Adam asked “Why is he asking about me?”

“I told you, you should go see what he wants” Yousef said

“But…”

“Just go”

Yousef pushed Adam a little forcing him to go behind them where Mutta, Mikael and Elias were talking. As soon as Adam left, Yousef started to walk a little faster indicating Sana with his head to follow him so they would be far enough from the boys so they wouldn’t hear them

Okay, what was that?” Yousef asked

“What was what?” Sana said confused

“He was flirting with you”

“No, he wasn’t”

“Sana, she called you beautiful”

“And you don’t think I’m beautiful?”

“Argh, not that question again. Yes, I think you’re beautiful but I don’t like when my friend calls my girlfriend that in front of me” he said

Sana smiled to herself, his girlfriend, it sounded so nice from his lips.

“He was just being polite” Sana said shrugging

Yousef stopped dramatically and glared at her

“Okay, maybe he was flirting but it’s Adam, he flirts with everyone”

“I don’t like it” Yousef said starting to walk again

“Oh, don’t be jealous”

“I’m not”

Now it was Sana the one that glared at him

“Okay, maybe I am”

“Well, you better act like you’re not or we’re going to get caught”

“Fine” Yousef said crossing his arms on his chest

“Just for a little bit longer, please”

“Of course” he said nodding and smiling at her

Yo, Yousef!” Adam yelled approaching him “Mutta wasn’t calling me”

“Oh, maybe I heard wrong, my bad”  Yousef said trying not to smile. “I’ll leave you two, then”

“So, we’re back here” Sana said as they came back from the walk an hour and half later “I think I’m going to my bedroom now”

“You can stay if you want” Adam said with a smile

“Yeah, thanks but I have things to do” she said forcing a smile

“Okay, it’s fine, let’s do this again sometime!!” he said

Sana nodded slightly and left, not without sharing a last look with Yousef who rolled his eyes at her.


-x-

“Hey again guys” Sana said entering the living room where the boys were

“Hi Sana! You decided to join us again!” Adam said grinning.

“Yeah, I…we need to tell you something” Sana said looking at Yousef

“We? Who’s we?” Elias asked

“Me and her” Yousef said walking to Sana and standing by her side

“Okay so…I don’t know how you’re going to react but…” she looked at Yousef waiting for him to continue

“Oh…yeah, well this might come as a shock for you but…um…”

“Ugh, is it so difficult to tell us that you’re together?” Elias asked

“What?” both Sana and Yousef said at the same time.

Elias, Adam, Mikael and Mutta burst out laughing. Sana and Yousef kept looking at them taken aback from their reaction.

“What is going on?” Sana asked kind of pissed

“You really thought we didn’t know?” Elias said “Come on guys, you’re way to obvious”

“You knew?” Yousef asked “But then why…Adam you…”

“It was all a bait to see how long you were going to last without telling us” Adam explained

“You should’ve seen your face when he called Sana beautiful Yousef” Mikael said laughing

“What about when he said I was calling Adam to keep him away from her?” Mutta said

“This is unbelievable” Yousef said shaking her head

“Oh come on bro, you’ve lasted more than we thought, congrats on that”

“I told you he didn’t like me!” Sana told Yousef “And you kept getting jealous”

“Uh, I’m sorry Sana but you’re not one to talk, you were freaking out every time I talked to you” Adam chuckled

“Oh, were you?” Yousef asked Sana with a smug smile

“Shut up” Sana said rolling her eyes “That was really mean guys”

“It was really funny” Elias said “How long were you actually planning on keeping with this secret relationship?”

“Longer than this…” Sana whispered

“Well, I’m sorry to break it to you but you two suck at pretending.”

“Do you think mom and dad…?” she started asking

“I don’t know but I think you should tell them before they find out on their own”

Sana nodded and sighed.

“I guess they’re next” she said looking at Yousef who nodded in reassurance.

——-x—-

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I’m Negan 

Negan x Addison

[Summary: Addison finally meets the man who killed her friends, and he has an offer that she can’t refuse.] 

A/N: Hi guys :3 so  this is chapter 1 of a story I’ve been working. I’ve never posted any of my writing before, but hey there’s a first time for everything right? Hope you like it ^.^ ** chapter 2 has a lot more of Negan :) 

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Nothing is the same, not anymore. 

The people of Alexandria were going about their daily activities but there is no denying the fear in their eyes. 

Those bastards…they did an excellent job rattling our cage and now we were vulnerable. I hated that we were vulnerable. Losing both Glenn and Abraham put everyone in a grey area. We’re all so disconnected with each other, it’s like everything we’ve been trying so hard to fight for just slipped from our reach.

“Hey” Daryl appeared by side as I made my way back to the house. “You look like you need this” He handed me a chocolate bar; my stomach grumbled at the sight of the purple colored wrapper.

“Thanks” I took it from his hand. A shock ran through my system when I fed my hunger. “Not much luck on the run I heard”

“Nah…but I’m headin’ back out myself. Hopefully I’ll be able to find what ya need” His voice sounded hoarse; I know he must be tired.  

“Take a breather before you do anything ok?”

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Summary: Virgil was everything a future prince shouldn’t be. The quiet, antisocial kid at school who was the last person anyone ever expected to be the future leader of a faraway country. Luckily, that’s what Roman was there for.

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Hi @nadafsayed! I thought of your response for a while, and I thought it would be a good discussion to further learn about this animation skill. 

I just recently watched @stringbing‘s video (video link, it starts around 4:02) about traditional animation habits for digital animators, and he goes right into the purpose of rolling and flipping when we animate. If we can see the changes of the character/subject as we animate (before we test), it will help us achieve our goal for that scene. 

Playback is still a great tool to have and use, and to make those fixes afterwards - in the meantime, we can use rolling and flipping to help us see that motion and timing as we’re doing the animation.  I also found another video (video link) that talks a little more for why we use flipping in animation. 

I hope this helps you, and sorry for the wait on responding back. Let me know if you have more questions for this topic. :)