cause it almost killed me so

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I think Shiro would wait a few seconds after hearing no answer from Keith cause what Keith is just having bad signal or his comms aren’t working. Then Shiro flies his lion up into space and over to the remains of the galra ship (and Keith’s ship). He goes so fast that the team back on the planet don’t even see or hear him leave. When shiro flies over to Keith’s ship he sees that its almost completely destroyed and his eyes widen as he sees Keith’s body flow gently by with his mask off. Shiro quickly took Keith’s body inside black and tires to resuscitate him but fails.

When they get back to the castle with the rest of team they hold a funeral for Keith with Shiro bearly holding it together. Shiro starts to spend his days in Keith’s room without leaving, crying no stop. Hunk makes him food to try and help him but Shiro bearly ever eats it. Shiro ends up just being a empty husk of who he was


-that funky ass beat at the start
-dream kids on the floor looking like they’re spazzing out but actually dancing really well and Jisung slaying his solo dance 

-Jisung spacing out is that cutest damn thing

-CHOREO ON FLEEK (serving kinda that VIXX Error move)


-the footwork is so adorable ogmgmogmogm
-all of them are shook, same tbh 
-“let’s talk about love, let me talk about love, yeah I’m talking ‘bout chu, yeah I’m talking ‘bout chu" 
-the moment they all realized that the cup was open for anyone to grab and they decided the smartest thing to do was run for it 
-okay no but what happened to the cup 
-tell me how many times renjun had to retake this scene cause he kept dropping the broom (?) 


-look it’s haechan swimming in our tears

-look they’re throwing me out the window


-LOOK AT THESE CUTIES THO (no but all of them look so attractive wowowow) 

-Tell me how many times renjun had to retake this scene because he couldn’t slide in the proper direction/almost hit his head on a table 

-not gonna lie, my heart jumped a little at Mark + human anatomy mannequin
-everyone is doing something but Mark and Jisung are just screwing around lmao
-DID THEY JUST DO THAT GRIND ON ME MOVE THO. HOW DID THEY GET THE STRENGTH TO KEEP DOING THAT (I mean they had to retake the video a bunch of times) 

-I’m really loving the amount of solos Jisung has

-it’s like woodwork but they do it with cardboard cause they’re still too young to be in a workshop lmao 


-it would have been so shocking if that dude was one of the other NCT members omg 
-everyone’s so upset but Chenle’s still having the time of his life. “Who cares about her when I have this cardboard car hell yea”  or he’s just smiling thru the pain

-okay but this was cute overall omg kill me

Capture the Flag

Originally posted by erutdite

(Eric x reader)

Requested by: @jasonmccannsgirl8699

Imagine: Being on Eric’s team for capture the flag during initiation…

The train rumbled steadily along the tracks, as the sky outside darkened. Not more than 15 minutes ago, we were being yelled at by Eric to put on vests and jump on the train, with the threat of being cut if we missed ‘war games’. I guessed it was probably a team game or something, with some sort of crazy Dauntless twist. 

“Alright everyone! Listen up!”

“The game is simple, it’s like capture the flag,” Four’s voice boomed through the train compartment, forcing me to turn around and listen. 

I watch as Eric picks a gun, holds it up, and then proceeds to shoot one of the other initiates in the leg, after she had whispered something to her friend. She collapsed to the ground and sweared in an almost comedic way, and I might’ve laughed had I been able to focus on something other than the pain this dart could cause. Were they trying to kill us? 

Eric started to explain the gun, which was designed to ‘simulate the pain of real gunshot’. When he started to explain the rules though, I kind of tuned out. My mind was racing so fast I couldn’t even listen, and I wondered if anyone else could hear my heart, beating with adrenaline. 

“… Two teams, Four and I are captains.”

Before Four could even open his mouth, Eric spoke again.

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I Blame Tessa - Tom Holland

A/N: Yay! I’m back after weeks!! School has been killing me right now but its almost over!! I have been writing a story on my Wattpad and I haven’t posted it yet but I will post this chapter that’s in the story so you guys can tell me whether I should post it or not cause I’m not sure if I should. But I hope you enjoy it :) 

note: REQUESTS ARE OPEN! I DON’T DO SMUT!!!                                                   IF YOU’RE NOT SURE OF A CELEB / FANDOM JUST ASK ;)

Summary: Since you’re the Holland’s exchange student you’re put in charge of babysitting Paddy while everyone else is out. You take a shower and come back to find some things missing…

P.S: Paddy probably would never do this but hey! It’s a fan fiction nobody cares!

WARNINGS: Swearing, nudity

Originally posted by smilexcaptainx

“We’ll be back soon and Sam should be back soon with Harry and Tom.” Nikki says trying to reassure you. You’d only been here for about a week and you barely knew the family so there were still some boundaries. You’d meet Dom, Nikki, Sam and Paddy but hadn’t met Tom and Harry yet as they were away for Tom’s premiere’s. You knew what they looked like though due to the many family photos around the house and you also had to thank google. 

“Yeah that’s fine. Do you mind if I take a shower though? I’m sure Paddy will be fine for five minutes without me supervising him.” You ask as you wanted to make a good impression on the rest of the family.

“Of course my dear! Just tell Paddy your having one otherwise the water might go cold if he uses the taps.”

“Okay thank you!” You say as she walks out the door. “Paddy! I’m going to have a shower!” You yell out through the yet still unfamiliar house.

“Yep!” He shouts back from his room. You walk down the hall to where your room was and set out some clothes from your suitcase. You still hadn’t unpacked since you still hadn’t recovered from jet lag, you were too lazy and the Holland’s had a very busy schedule so you didn’t have the time either.

You go to the bathroom and lock the door behind you. You get undressed while humming a random tune to yourself before realizing you’d left your clothes still on your bed. You had a mental argument whether you should walk down the hall with your towel wrapped around you or just leave it. You decided to just leave it.

You’d fully washed yourself and shaved and you felt amazing. It was one of those random moments where you felt very attractive and thought you could “slay” anyone and rock any clothing you wanted. You walked down the hallway and got to your room and noticed straight away that your clothes were gone. You turned to look next to the door where your suitcase usually sat and it wasn’t there, only a pair of black underwear sat in it’s place. 

You put them on to make you feel slightly better about how exposed you were before yelling “Paddy!! Where are my clothes!!” Running to his room, clinging onto the towel for dear life you find him sitting on his bed reading.

“Why would I have your clothes?” He says trying to hide his laughter.

“Because they’re not where I left them, and you’re the only other person in this house.”

“Ask Tessa.” He says not looking up from his book. 

“Tessa? Isn’t that your dog?” You ask raising a brow at him. 

“Yeah she likes to steal our clothes sometimes.“ 

"Tessa!!” You call out in a high pitched voice, trying to get her to come to you to see if Paddy is actually telling the truth. The little grey dog comes walking down the hall with your bra strapped onto her like they’re some headgear or glasses with your black long sleeved top tied around her neck like a cape. "Paddy! What did you do to the poor dog?!“ You say trying to approach the dog but she runs away wagging her tail excitedly heading for the front door. 

"I didn’t do anything!” He claims but the grin on his face tells you otherwise.

“Can I least have my pants?” You ask.

“No.” He says finally opening up to his mischief.

“I’ll just use one of Sam’s sweatpants and shirts then.”

“That’s fine by me. I’ll just tell him you have no bra on.” Paddy smirks. 

“Gosh you’re such a boy.” You sigh trudging off to find Tessa t see if you can at least gain your bra. You find her on the couch and as you approach you you never hear the front door open, making her run off again. 

You chase after her, holding your towel against your body for dear life. But as she goes around the corner towards the front door, you collide with something, well… more like someone. You grip onto them for balance and for that split second you realize what may happen. Which it never did as your two colliding bodies stopped the towel from fully dropping, your two bodies squished together being the only thing holding your towel up. 

“Don’t move.” You say sternly, not bothering to look up to see who it is as it’s already embarrassing as it is. Your arms wrapping around their waist and clinging there to save yourself from embarrassment. Your head practically burying itself into their muscular chest.

“This is a awkward introduction isn’t it.” The person chuckles, their chest vibrating as they laugh. You breathe their cologne in that smells amazing and is like heaven has been poured upon them. 

“Why did Tessa have a bra on her… oh.” A boy who sounds much like Sam says as walks around the corner, you look up slightly to see another boy who looks extremely similar to Sam and they’re holding your bra. 

“I’m guessing you’re Harry.” You say with a slightly muffled voice due to your obstacle, knowing Sam had a twin and the boy looked extremely like him.

“Yes. You must be our exchange student.” He chuckles.

“Yes. I’m sorry for this introduction, I’m not usually half naked.” You say trying to lighten the mood. Making the boys laugh.

“It’s a first.” The boy you’re hugging laughs. He moves causing you to gasp as your afraid your towel will fall. “It’s alright love, I’m just helping you cover up a little.” He says reassuring you before grabbing the corners of your towel and helping wrap it around your body. Tucking the little corners into itself so it doesn’t fall.

“Thanks.” You mutter finally looking up at the boy you ran into. He was obviously Tom as there were no brothers left to name and he looked better in person. His brown eyes were the first thing you noticed and they were most gorgeous things you’d ever seen.

“I’m Y/N by the way.” You say extending a hand for a handshake while the other held onto the front of your towel as an instinct. Tom takes your hand with a strong grip and shakes it.

“Tom.” He says giving you a small smile.

“So how’d you get into this situation?” Sam asks smiling at you. Knowing how clumsy you are as you’d tripped over Tessa many times over the past week.

“I blame Paddy. I had a shower and be hid my suitcase and clothes I had set out. Putting some of them on poor Tessa.”

“Bloody hell. He’s never usually like this.” Tom mutters under his breath, putting a hand through his curly locks. “Paddy!” He yells, footsteps are heard coming down the hall almost automatically.

“How long have you been here?” Harry asks.

“A week at most.”

“Tom! You’re home!” Paddy says running up and hugging his older brother.

“Yes and its nice to see you two but I come home to find you’ve been up to mischief.”

“Not really.” Paddy mutters.

 “So stealing someone’s clothes while they’re in the shower is a not really?”

Paddy points to the dog that still has your long sleeved top on as a cape and says…

"I blame Tessa!”

Harry and Sam burst out laughing at their brother’s statement while Tom holds it in.

“You blame Tess?” Tom asks with a small grin on his face as he tries to hold it in.

“Yes! And Y/N! She left the clothes out where Tessa could reach.”

“What about my suitcase?” You pipe up.

“I put it under the bed so you wouldn’t trip!”

“You could have at least left my bra as well Paddy! I was running around the house after Tessa practically butt naked! I only had a towel and some underwear to keep me covered!

“You could have stolen one of Harry or Sam’s jumpers and sweatpants first then chased Tessa.”

“Why didn’t I think of that?!.” You curse under your breath. Making the boys laugh. “Mind you running without a bra on is the worst thing ever!” You say making the boys laugh harder. 

“What are you lot laughing about?” Dom asks as he comes in the front door.

“Nothing. Just some awkward introductions and stupid mistakes.” You say laughing slightly as this is probably going to be an inside joke now with your new family.


Marinette and Chat Noir stood in silence. She shifted her gaze towards him for just a moment, trying to find the right words to say. She had wanted to ask him about his life. Who he was, to be more precise. It had been bouncing around her mind for some time now, despite what she had said as Ladybug. She wanted to know the boy beneath the mask, really know him. So much to the point she was willing to throw caution to the wind.

She couldn’t say when the curiosity started. Maybe it was sometime through their talks,  when he would rant to her about his day with such vagueness that it almost irked her. She was a naturally curious person, and often it got her into trouble. Especially as Ladybug. Could she ask him? Would he tell her or would he scorn her for asking such a ridiculous question? She sighed, her eyes now looking at the streets below. Chat took notice, his ears twitching in her direction as he looked at her.

“Is everything alright, Princess?” He asked, taking note of her change in mood. He only got a shrug in reply, the corner of his lips tugging down in a frown. “You know you can talk to me, Mari. Right?” This time, she gave a nod,the faintest of smiles gracing her lips. 

“I know, Chat. It’s just something that has been bothering me for some time now. And I’m not sure how to go about it.” She murmured, managing to meet his stunning green eyes that seemed to peer into her very soul. Her breath hitched in her throat, her body seeming to freeze up on her. How could she ask him? Would it affect their current relationship? 

“Well, all my ears are alert and willing to listen.” He gave her one of his softer smiles, one she adored and took comfort in. God how she loved this stray cat. Marinette took a breath, leaning her head against his shoulder. 

“Thank you, Kitty. I suppose that… talking about it would help.”

He lead her to the lounge chair she often used for sunbathing in the summer, and on occasion an extra place for plants, sitting her down with an ease only Chat had. He took the end for himself, crossing his legs and clasping his hands together in his lap. His tail flicked in curiosity behind him. She looked like a nervous breakdown waiting to happen. He felt his heart constrict at the look in her eyes. 

“I… Chat, who are you?” She asked tentatively, her bluebell eyes searching his in desperation. He froze. His heart stopped. She had just asked a forbidden question. He tried to speak, opening his mouth, closing it when no words came out. He swallowed hard and took a breath, choosing his words carefully.

“Marinette… you know I can’t answer that.”

“Please, Chat…” She pressed, tears pricking her eyes. She was in love with someone she knew little about, yet so much at the same time. It was almost killing her not to know. “It’s driving me insane. I fell so hard and I hardly know you. Everything late night talk, every stupid, crappy movie we’ve watched, every time you’ve helped me with stupid, senseless little problems. Even helping me with designs, every smile you’ve caused, and I can’t even thank you properly.” Tears dripped down her cheeks now, her fingers gripping her pink sweatpants tightly as she averted her gaze, looking away from him.

He sat there in silence, taking in her words slowly. She loved him? She treasured him so much that she wanted to thank him for things he was happy to do? What do I do? If I tell her, she’ll be in danger, along with everyone she loves… I can’t do that to her. Even if I want nothing more than to show my princess who I really am, her safety trumps my desires. He shook his head, sliding his clawed gloves to either side of her face, thumbs resting on her cheeks as his fingers slid to her neck. 

Marinette blinked, forcing herself to look at him. Once she did, he covered her lips with his own in a tender, sweet kiss. Her face flushed, heat spreading through her body and curling around her heart. Once he pulled away, she dared to meet his eyes. He gave a saddened grin. It was his turn to speak. 

“Mari, Princess… I love you. Everything about you. Your smile, your laugh, the way you tap your foot when you lose patience with my puns, when you crack a pun, the way your eyes light up and sparkle when you get a new idea in your head and just have to sketch it then, when you’re dancing and singing your heart out to Jagged Stone, your baking skills, which could rival the best in the world, that blush you get when I compliment you that blends so beautifully with your freckles, especially your freckles… your eyes, and just your overall personality. I want nothing more than to tell you who I really am, believe me when I say this Marinette, but you mean so much more to me than you can imagine. And telling you would put you in danger. And everyone you care for… everyone you love…” He paused, images filling his mind at all the possibilities that could happen to her. 

A wetness on his cheeks brought him out of his thoughts as he leaned his forehead against hers, closing his eyes as he cried. “I can’t lose you, Marinette… please understand that. Please…” The emotion in his voice was clear. He was scared, hurt, worried, and so much more. His body shook, his brain trying to chase away the horrid images of a lifeless Marinette just because she knew his identity. “I’m sorry…” He whispered, voice strained as he choked back a sob.

“It’s okay, I understand.” She placed her hands on his wrists, squeezing in an attempt to soothe him as she closed her eyes. 

“I promise you that one day… one day…” He couldn’t finish his sentence, opening his emerald, teary eyes to gaze at her beautiful, yet heartbroken expression. His stomach felt as though it were in knots, guilt filling him as he rejected her request. 

“Yes,” Her grip tightened on him. “One day.” She concluded, her lips curling into a sad, understanding smile. “But not today.” 


Well, that took a while! This was just my idea of what happened in @australet789 Marichat May Day 18: Rejection art found

here . It’s a beautiful piece of work and they have such an amazing talent. This fic was inspired by the art drawn, so please give credit where credit is due!

Walked In*



You and Joe have been dating for a little over a year now and you have gotten to know Joe’s family quite well in that time. You and Joe had decided spend a few days in Wiltshire to get away from the busy city life of London and spend time with Joe’s family. 

“What do you two have planed for today?” Graham asked as the three of you sat around the table eating breakfast.

“Not sure really, might just have a walk around town, Y/N’s not seen everything yet” Joe answered his dad’s question. 

“That sounds good to me seeing that we go back to London tomorrow.” You said sadly. Joe was right when he said that you were going to love the country side. 

“Hey we’ll make it back more often this year, I promise. I need to take more time away from YouTube sometimes and what better way than coming over to see Daddy Sugg.” Joe said patting his dad on the shoulder. 

“You guys are welcome anytime you know that and who knows maybe next visit you two will be looking at wedding venues” Graham said causing Joe to choke on his drink. 

“You’re just as bad as the subscribers you know that” You laughed as Joe tired his hardest to control his cough. 

“Cheers dad for almost killing me” 

“Hey it could happen” Graham said before taking the plates off the table and walking them over to the sink. 

The day was coming to an end and you and Joe were sat in a small restaurant watching the sun set through the window. 

“Do we have to go back to London?” You said standing and throwing on your coat. 

“I’m afraid so, we both have work on Monday” Joe said reaching for your hand which you gladly excepted and let him lead you out of the restaurant. 

You frowned at Joe’s words as you walked over to his car. You knew he was right, you had to go back to work on Monday and Joe had a ton of meetings. But you also knew that he meant what he said about coming back more often because, whether Joe admitted it or not, he really missed home. 

“Alright love, where are we off to now? Back to dad’s to chill or we can go to a bar.” Joe said once you two got in his car. 

“Home’s fine, I kind of want to relax, we can watch that movie your dad was going on about last night.” you said smiling over at Joe.

The two of your arrived home and quickly changed yourselves out of your clothes and into something more comfortable and then headed back downstairs to find Graham had already set up the movie along with a few snacks. 

You were woken up by a gentle hand moving across your cheek. Blinking your eyes open, you focused them on the tv screen that was now rolling through the end credits. 

“How long was I asleep for?” You said looking up at Joe.

“Awhile, you maybe saw 15 minutes” Joe laughed lightly as you sat up and rubbed the sleep out eyes. 

“Whoops, I guess the day just caught up with me” You said grabbing hold of Joe’s hand so he could help you off the couch. 

“Well then off to bed it is” He said kissing your temple before turning off the tv and following you up the stairs. 

The two of you did your nightly routine, brushing you teeth, washing your face, the usual things you did before you officially called it a night. You tucked yourself into bed when you heard Joe shout goodnight to his dad who was still downstairs before he entered the room and closed the door behind him. Joe climbed in bed and quickly pressed his lips against yours.

“Joe,” You managed to get out between kisses. 

“Hmmm?” Joe hummed against your lips, before he deepened the kiss by pulling you on top of him. 

You let out a small giggle before placing your lips back on Joe’s. “You’re dads awake.” 

“So?” Joe said running his finger tips over the smooth skin of your bare legs. 

“So stop it” you said pushing his hands off your legs. 

Joe quickly moved his hands back, this time moving them higher up your thigh, “You know,” Joe said looking down at his hands on your skin, “I really like it when you sleep in just my t-shirt” 

“Oh?” You raised and eyebrow up at him. 

“Mhmm” he said reaching up to connect his lips with your again. Joe’s hands traveled from your thighs to your bum giving it a small squeeze as the kiss heated. 

Joe fingers moved themselves underneath the lining your panties working their way back to your core. 

“Joe” You said against his lips.

“Shhh, you’re going to have to be quiet love. My dads awake.” He said sliding a finger along your wet slit. You let out a airy moan when he slid a finger in and out slowly. 

Joe flipped you over so you were laying next to him on the bed, your legs spread apart, his hand still inside your panties working at your core. Joe’s fingers slowed when you heard the stairs creak under the weight of his dad as he climbed up them. Joe pulled his fingers out of you and quickly removed your underwear followed by his own before moving himself over you, his weight held up by his hands.

Joe positionsed himself at you entrance and slowly pushed into you, your hand moving over your mouth to muffle your moan. Joe picked up the pace a little but still kept it slow to avoid any unnecessary noise. 

Joe had only been thrusting into you for a few minutes when there was a quiet knock on the door before it opened slowly which caused both you and Joe to panic. Joe rolled himself off of you just as Graham had fully opened the door. 

“Hey Jo-”

“DAD!” Joe said pulling the duvet up and over the two of you.

You tried to conceal your blush and laughter as you watched Graham jump at the sudden outburst and then realize what he had just walked in on. 

“Oh I’m sorry, sorry. I forgot Y/N was here!” Graham said quickly backing out of the room and shutting the door. 

You started laughing which caused Joe to shoot you a look before his attention was drawn to the sound of his phone receiving a text. He picked it up, reading the message quickly before rolling his eyes and jumping out of bed and pulling on some pants. 

Joe left the room, the sound of footsteps up and down the stairs and muffled voices could be heard before Joe finally emerged back into the room. 

He shut the door behind him before undressing himself again and getting back in bed. You looked over at him watching in the dark as he stared up at the ceiling. 

“Umm, you alright?” You asked after a while of silence.

“Yep, dad just needed help finding something. We had a weird talk that I never thought I’d have to experience that ended with ‘I didn’t see anything by the way’.” 

You let out small giggle at the slight fear in Joe’s voice. 

“What?” He said turning to look at you. 

“I told you.” You said, reaching over the bed to grab your underwear that Joe had tossed to the ground. You tugged them on before curling yourself around Joe, kissing his cheek and resting your head on his chest. 

The next morning was weird. As the two of you got ready to head back to London, you could hear Graham rummaging through the kitchen downstairs and could tell Joe was dreading having to go down for breakfast.

“C’mon Joe, we can’t stay up here all day.” You said taking a seat on the made bed as you watched Joe repack his things for the third time. 

“Maybe we can climb out of the window, it doesn’t seem that high up” Joe said moving to the window after zipping his bag up. 

“You can jump out the window, I’ll be downstairs eating breakfast. Don’t call me when you’re hurt” You said moving for the door as you heard Joe groan behind you. 

The two of you marched your way down the stairs and into the kitchen where Graham had been making breakfast. 

“Morning Graham” You said taking a seat at the table watching Joe avoid eye contact with his dad. 

“Morning guys” Graham said placing a plate full of eggs, toast and bacon on the table before taking a seat himself. “So um-”

“Don’t dad, lets just forgot this happened please” Joe said going in for the food. 

You let out another small laugh as you looked over at Graham who looked pretty embarrassed. 

“How are you not freaking out about this?” Joe said looking over at you. 

“I just think it’s funny” You said letting out another laugh. 

“It’s not.” Joe said shaking his head. 

“This clearly hasn’t happened for you before has it?” you asked looking between Joe and Graham. 

“No honestly, you’re the first girl Joe’s ever really brought home and to my knowledge, Zoe’s never had sex here” Graham said trying to remember the past.

“Alright dad enough please.” Joe said looking over at his dad. 

“Hey fine, okay. This never happened.” Graham said putting his hands up in defense. 

“Thank you.” Joe said letting out a sigh and taking a sip of his orange juice. 

“Alright lets talk about something else. So when the wedding?” Graham said causing Joe to yet again choke on his drink.

Onibi Series: Recap

A while back, I answered a question for tumblr user @outerkat that gave an explanation of known information about the characters of the Onibi Series. That information is now outdated, so it’s time for an update!  (As usual, this post was made with the help of @shishikusas​. Bless her heart this fandom would get absolutely nowhere without her.)

This is what we know as of mid-2017.

The canon order of the songs is still:

1. The Spider and the Kitsune-Like Lion

2. The Fox’s Wedding

3. The Beautiful Shadow of the Demon’s Frenzied Dance Performance

4. Demon Child in the Clear Mirror (at the same time as #3, in a different location)

5. Beheading Dance

6. Death, Misfortune, and the Amanojaku

7. Will-O-The-Wisp

8. Star Lily Dance Performance Capital

Time for characters!

Mai Shishikusa

She has two designs. The green-haired one with the bow was how she was first drawn, and its only purpose was to make her recognizable as Gumi. Her canon appearance is the one with long brown hair. 

Mai is a member of the esteemed Shishikusa clan, and after being mistreated by some men when she was very young, she ate them and left one of their heads at the scene. She later devours her own mother, Ryou, during her (Mai’s) birthday party. Delectably morbid.

In The Fox’s Wedding, she is kidnapped by Akari’s brother (we call him Takahiro but he doesn’t have a canon name). She is forcibly fed human flesh (which probably made her cannibalistic tendencies permanent), and it’s likely that she may have been molested at this time, too.

In The Beautiful Shadow of the Demon’s Frenzied Dance Performance, Mai goes crazy and begins to devour more and more people.

She is seen as a doll in Death, Misfortune, and the Amanojaku. Also, Masa has confirmed that Mai and Akari are the characters seen in Beheading Dance.

Star Lily Dance Performance is a dream, a figment of Mai’s imagination. She dreams of a place where she and Akari can be happy together, to comfort herself before she dies.

Akari Oborodzuka 

Her name has been occasionally translated as Zhu Li. Like Mai, she also has two designs. She is the character with red or white pigtails, and her canon design gives her short white hair. I believe that she is, symbolically, the “Kitsune” mentioned throughout the series.

Akari is a member of the Oborodzuka Clan, and is the sole member that is not physically disabled somehow. She endured abuse from her family because of this, and eventually gained the power to make other people hurt themselves.

She imprisoned a violent and evil character named Tsukuyomi inside of an altar in the basement of her home, and I’m fairly certain that this altar is what was commonly being referred to with that recurring line, “Open it?” Tsukuyomi was actually the founder of the Oborodzuka clan, if I’m not mistaken, and is freed centuries later in another Masa series known as Maha’s Story.

In The Spider and the Kitsune-Like Lion, Ryou Shishikusa kidnaps her and tortures her until she dies. At the end of the song, Akari curses her family, saying that this “strange habit of eating people” must be continued for a hundred generations or something like that. This seals Ryou’s fate, and Ryou is later eaten by her daughter Mai as part of this curse.

In The Fox’s Wedding, Akari is alive again. She isn’t involved in Mai’s kidnapping, but I think the two of them might have been secretly married at this time.

Akari is also seen in The Beautiful Shadow of the Demon’s Frenzied Dance Performance and Death, Misfortune, and the Amanojaku, but I’m not certain what her purpose is in these two.

Whether or not she is actually there or only being dreamt of in Star Lily Dance Performance is debatable, but the former is the more comforting option. ;w;

Shikyou the Amanojaku

Shikyou is the Antagonist of the Onibi Series. Her name was only learned recently. This is the Amanojaku mentioned in (you guessed it) Death, Misfortune, and the Amanojaku.

Shikyou is somehow controlling Mai’s fate. Masa said that Mai and Akari were “doomed never to meet.” It’s incredibly likely that Shikyou was behind this, which would explain why she screams and appears to be very distraught in The Beautiful Shadow of the Demon’s Frenzied Dance Performance. If those two hadn’t met, many lives would have been spared from Mai’s cannibalistic tendencies.

Because it was likely a character named Emi that helped Akari and Mai meet each other in person, Shikyou and Emi are enemies.

What confuses me is that even though she seems to be trying to protect the people of Castle Town and must therefore care about humanity, something on Masa’s blog also says that at some point in history, she went on some kinda killing spree? Shikyou’s motives are questionable, to say the least.


For a while we thought that she was the purple-robed Gumi, but that turned out to be Ryou. The lovely @shishikusas talked to Masa, though, and helped clear it up! Emi is the Miku seen in Onibi, but she was given an original appearance in the video for the remix of The Fox’s Wedding!

Emi is, symbolically, the “Doll” mentioned throughout the series. Her ancestors were evil gods, and thus, everyone came to hate her. She bears a grudge against these people, but tries to ignore their feelings at the same time.

She appears ONLY in the song Onibi, and is not to be confused with the other blue Miku character, Kaori.   

All we know other than that is that Masa described her as one of the story’s “Main Heroes.” I think that she’s behind Mai and Akari being able to meet.

Ryou Shishikusa

HOO BOY where do we start with this crazy bitch. Here’s what my dear fact checker had to say about her:

Ryo Shishikusa is Mai’s mother, born into the Onidzuka clan but marrying into the Shishikusa clan through daimyo Tomonari Shishikusa. She has one sister, unnamed, who had a daughter after multiple miscarriages (this daughter is Kaori, the one referred to as the “demon child”). She has a tattoo of a spider on her waist and uses a special knife called “Devil’s Blade” to kill people.

She and Tomonari run a theater in Castle Town (Namitsuki). A lot of Castle Town’s entertainment comes from here. One thing that happens below the theatre is gambling, which Ryo and her husband do with human beings. Evidently, the clans of Castle Town take part in illegal human trafficking of young girls, keeping them under the theater and treating them like animals. 

One day, Tomonari comes to Ryo and says that the other daimyos are becoming bored with the performances and that, for the next performance, someone will be killed for the audience. Ryo hates the idea, but it is business.

Their prisoner, Akari, is thoroughly disgusted and calls Ryou a monster. She says that Ryou is “unable to come back, like us.” Grace and I think that this means Akari has the ability to return from the dead, because that would certainly explain why she is alive later in the series.

Anyway, Ryou tortures and kills Akari before a live audience. After Akari is dead, the blog says (roughly) this:

“I looked aside and saw the surprised faces of the Daimyos. They opened their mouths when they saw me.


It’s hot. 

My face and my hand… are very very hot. 

I was surprised by what I saw on my hand. It was bright red. The small knife in my hand and even my sleeve were red, also, and from the cuff dripped… blood? 

That’s it. I remembered. I tried to kill this girl. 

I looked up at the girl again. Her head was completely downwards and I could see the intestines as I looked at her belly. 

This …was me? I trembled. My heart began to beat almost fast enough to break it.. Unconsciously, I spread my hands and turned to the Daimyo. 

‘Ha ha ha ha ha ha!’ I was laughing.“ 

So yeah Ryou makes a lot of stuff go wrong. Her actions, and probably Emi’s, are what eventually lead to the chaos caused by the meeting between Mai and Akari.

Kaori Onidzuka

This little cutie, formerly referred to as “Etsuko” by the fandom, is Mai’s cousin.

All we know about her is that she may or may not be into killing and torturing animals and that she is the one typically referred to as “Demon Child.” 

Really tho there is like NOTHING on the onibi blog about Kaori so there’s not much to talk about.

Tomonari Shishikusa

This man is a daimyo, husband of Ryou and father of Mai. He must really care for his family, because it was his idea to start killing people for entertainment as a way to bring in more money and he threw Mai a rather luxurious birthday party when the day came. 

So Akari’s curse might not be the only thing that pushed Mai to cannibalism. Evidently, those that turn cannibal sometimes devour parents that pampered them too much. 

The blog says that he and Ryou were having a very important talk with Mai shortly before she devoured them both. Tomonari was eaten first, with Ryou bearing witness just before Mai ate her as well.

Daiji Masaoma

This guy is Mai’s bodyguard. At some point he is found with a large portion of his shoulder eaten away, so it’s likely that he was killed by Mai. we crack ship him with takahiro

Kanishiro Oborodzuka

Here’s what we know about him:

  • He kidnapped Mai from her own hometown, so he’s probably a badass.
  • He has snake eyes.
  • After he kidnapped Mai, he forced her to consume human flesh from the back of a truck.
  • He probably did other unspeakable things to her, but there’s no telling

Here are the headcanons:

  • He does have a physical disability, like his family, but it’s deafness instead of bent/backward limbs or an inability to walk.
  • Therefore, he communicates through others with sign language.
  • He is Akari’s brother, and has red hair like hers.
  • He’s sadistic and cruel, but not as much as Ryou.

But yeah for a minor character, he does play kind of an important role in the story. We’ll probably be hearing more about him later on.


She is Mai’s adopted sister, from the Oborodzuka clan. Apparently she found the dead bodies of her parents after Mai had eaten her fill of them.


Remember, this is the updated info! My old post that says Emi is purple Gumi is WRONG. Hope this helped clear things up!

shiraw  asked:

43. “Are you drunk?” Paperhat :3. I love your writing too. You're just amazing!!

“Are you drunk?”

Dementia stepped into Dr. Flug’s private quarters cautiously. She eyed the empty bottles of cheap beer scattered across the floor, and then her friend, who sat slumped over at his desk. Slowly, she picked her way over to him, and laid a hand on his shoulder

“Flug are you-” Suddenly, Flug snapped to attention, nearly falling backwards out of his chair, and staring at Dementia through fogged up goggles. He stammered out,

“Wha? What are you… oh…”  He reached up under his crinkled bag and rubbed at his eyes. “HEy, DementiA!”

“Ah jeez, Flug, how much did you drink?” Dementia asked. The doctor held his hand in front of his face and tried to count on his fingers.

“Uhh… one, two…. Three??? Four. Maybe 5?” he muttered. Then Flug lurched in his chair and stood up to face Dementia. “ ‘M not sure!”

Taking another look, Dementia noticed their were were only 3 beers that were actually empty on the floor; she sighed internally in relief.

“All right, how ‘bout you sit down and we can have a lil’ chat,” she said. Then she guided her friend back into his seat, and hoisted herself onto his desk. “Why’d you feel like drinking?”  

Flug slammed him face down onto the desk with a loud THUNK, and groaned. His next ‘words’ sounded as if someone had managed to say a keyboard smash out loud, which caused Dementia even more concern.

“FLuuuuuuuggggg, what’s happening in that super smart noggin?” The doctor shifted so he could look the girl in the eye.

“Toooooo, many feeeeeelings, Dem,” Flug slurred.

“What KINDA feelings?”

“Heart stuff, like, bang bang in my chest and uhhhhhhhh, ya know?” Dementia was trying so hard not to laugh, but the way Flug was looking at her like he’d just revealed some big secret made her double over with laughter.

“You have a crush on someone!! Oh my gosh are you serious!? That’s why you’re drinking!!??” Even with his bag on, Dementia could tell that Flug was blushing, as the skin disappearing under the bag’s fringe was turning pink.

“I-its not f-funny DEM!” Flug shouted and folded his arms tightly across his chest like a pouty child. “I *hic* don’t want to feeeeeel things about him.”

“HIM!!!??? HIM!!!!!” Dementia jumped off the desk and began to bounce in front of Flug on tip-toe. Flug made that keyboard smash sound again, then promptly fell out of his chair and began to roll across the floor in no particular direction, just to get away from Dementia. She followed close behind. “Unless you’ve been getting out of the house Flug, which I KNOW you haven’t, there is ONE him in this house and-”

“StttoooooOOOOPP,” Flug groaned and slapped his hand up at Dementia’s face, then curled into tighter ball on the floor.

“I can’t believe this!”

“I’m gonna kill yah… and then ‘M gonna drown myself with drink.”

“No you’re not, silly! You and I are gonna swap stories about Blackhat now, and both reminisce over our mutual love for him! Although…” Dementia laid down and next to Flug and rested her chin on his shoulder. “Your ‘love’ is probably more genuine than mine, come to think of it. You’ve worked with him longer, know him better than any of us, and honestly sometimes I think I like him just cause he’s the only person around worth liking!” Flug glared at Dementia over his shoulder.

“I find that offensive, “ he huffed. Dementia made a gagging noise and then pushed him away from herself.

“That wasn’t meant to say you’re not worth liking, ya dolt. Just that you’re more like a brother to me or something,” she said. “Or like, you’re my best friend, and it would be weird to like you.”

“Yeah, whatever, Dem….” For a moment, Flug fell silent, as if he had snapped out of his slightly drunken stupor and become very much aware of what was happening all around him.

“What do you mean by all that though?” he asked quietly.

“Well, I guess I mean what you’d probably have a chance with Blackhat. I mean, I see the way that he looks at you after filming, when you’ve gotten hurt in some way? He seems worried, and he always tells 5.0.5 to check on you. A few times, I’ve even caught him checking in on you’re while you sleep, or carrying you to your room if you crash in the lab. He’s gentle in those moments, and I never see him like that anywhere else, or with anyone else.” Dementia crawled over Flug’s prone body to curl up facing him.

“You see, he acts really tough, but I’ve seen him with genuine fear in his eye over losing you. That one time you got kidnapped and held for ransom, he acted cool and collected when giving 5.0.5 and I instructions, but I saw him tearing apart everything in his room afterwards in rage. He… he almost killed me when he learned that I had failed to protect you…but you see, I know he cares for me too, ‘cause he didn’t. And later, when we got you back, he patted me on the back and said ‘you’re forgiven, but don’t let that happen again.” Dementia rolled onto her back, so he didn’t have to see the way that Flug was staring at her through his goggles.

“Now, you may say that Black hat just cares about you because you make him money, but… I don’t think that’s it, Flug. We’re his family in a way, and he won’t ever admit that, but we know it’s true. “ Dementia giggled. “I’m his annoying little sister, 5.0.5 the overly affectionate pet, and you? You mean the most to him, you’re… what he wishes was his love.”

The room fell silent.

As Flug’s gaze bored into the side of her head, Dementia grew increasingly uncomfortable, until she shot up to her feet and shouted,

“Well you know, I’m probably actually a lesbian for all I know!”

That got Flug laughing.

“Hey don’t laugh at me, mister! I have seen, like one girl, and she was hella hot okay! I saw her outside and was just like ‘wowie! Look at that artwork strolling down the street! Hey! It’s not FUNNY!” Flug was wheezing with laughter, sitting up and holding his sides trying to breathe.

“Holy Shit, DEm! I’m gonna die!” he gasped. Then that moment of awe striking clarity ended, and Flug became slurred with his drunkenness again.

Struggling to his feet, Flug began to stumble towards the door, but Dementia caught him, asking,

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“I’m gonna go get Blackhat to confess his love for me!” Flug slurred. Now any good friend would have sat their friend down and told them to sleep off the drink so they didn’t do something they’d regret in the morning. Dementia, was not a good friend.

“Holy shit, I gotta see this go down! Let me get my phone!”

The next morning

Phone recording—

“Hey, it Dementia, here to bring you the aftermath of Flug’s Drunken Shenanigans! Let’s see what’s behind door number 1!”




“Wha? What’s going on? Dementia?”

“Flug! Flug what happened!!! You’ll tell me the truth!!”

“What? Nothing happened Dementia, we just feel asleep.”


“You guys are boring! You just cuddled and-”


“Actually sir-”


“But sir I-”


“Then why did you hold on so tightly and start purring like a-”


—end recording

“Sooooo, that went better then expected,” Dementia hummed. Staring Flug down as they both stood outside Blackhat quarters, where he had just slammed the door in their faces, she grinned mischievously and winked. “So what did happen, in there, Flug?”

“I don’t kiss and tell, Dementia.” Flug stated firmly.

“So you DID kiss him!!” Flug began to stammer and blush.

“NO! I didn’t say that!!

“It was implied! I’m gonna go shout this from the rooftops!”

“No you’re not!”

“Am too!” Dementia took off running down the hall.

“Get back here!” And with that, Flug sprinted off after her.

Meanwhile, in his quarters, Black hat sat at his desk with his head in his hands. Damn his cute scientist, and damn that annoying Dementia, he thought. They were going to be the end of him.

I hope this is to your liking? I was laughing for a good portion for writing this, and so thank you for this wonderful request! Anyone and everyone feel free to send me more writing prompts!

galactaablazingg  asked:

I'm starting to get really disappointed in myself. I use green magic frequently and I dream of owning my own nursery or farm one day, but I can't even keep succulents alive. I've researched a lot and worked really hard whenever I get a new plant baby, but I feel like I have the world's WORST black thumb and I don't know what to do. I love plants and don't want to give up on this path. Do you happen to have any suggestions? :/

Hiii, thank you so much for your patience dear. I know it’s taken me a hot minute to get to this ask. Don’t feel bad about killing your succulents honestly, I’ve killed countless ones by accidental overwatering, leaving them outside in the rain, all sorts of silly shit. Don’t give up!💚

  • Cactus soil and good drainage really is a must. I know you’ve probably read this everywhere but it’s super important. Succulent roots are sensitive and fairly small, normal potting soil will be too dense when it’s wet and cause root rot almost within the first couple months.
    • If you buy a succulent and you can’t feel/see any pebbles in the soil you need to repot it. I suggest repotting most succulents anyways because I think the generic soil they use is pretty shitty.
    • This is my favorite soil!
  • Watering your succulent wrong is the biggest killer in my opinion. My first suggestion being that you use filtered or distilled water only when watering your succulent. Succulents are really sensitive to the pH level of their soil and the fluoride that can be found in well water can really fuck the little guys up. That’s actually how I killed my first seven succulents, once I switched I never had one die(outside of cats munching).
    • Don’t pour water when you’re watering your growing succulent. Pouring straight from a cup into the pot can cause too much moisture in one spot. Instead trying misting your baby plant with a spray bottle!
    • Typically they tend to want to be watered every week to two weeks depending on size and breed. Water succulents less in the winter.
  • Shriveling up and dying leaves aren’t always a bad sign. Sometimes people see the bottom leaves shrivel up and think their plants dying. Here is a little secret, just like all plants, eventually the lower leaves of succulents are going to shrivel up and die. Just pluck them off and go about your day, as long as it’s just a couple lower leaves you’re most likely fine. I can’t count the amount of messages I’ve gotten from people who killed their succulents because they saw one leaf die and completely changed the care routine for their succulents - causing them stress and ultimately their death.
  • Avoid plotting in jars, glass containers, or anything that doesn’t drain.
  • Repot once to twice a year with fresh soil. You’ll read a lot of books and articles about feeding your succulent plant food - that’s up to you. I avoid using plant food because I’ve been unlucky with it killing my babies.
  • As for temperature keep it between 70-80 in the summer 50-60 in the winter. Succulents like a lot of light but they do not need(or really want) direct sunlight.

Don’t let me go



Au: Grim Reaper,demon


A/n: Let me tell you,I am inspired from Goblin. Watch this drama. Is the holy drama. This is the first part of a little Jungkook series. Also the different religions reading this.I tried to keep the religion matter as neutral as possible. If you believe that this is written with a bad thought in mind or to offend someone it is not. Thank you.


I am the person you are afraid from. I am the one with the skeleton body,black robe and а reaping hook. You mortals thought that I look like a skeleton simply because I deal with the dead. This is soo wrong. I am like the most handsome, funny man ever. You living people think everything that is dead is ugly and rotten. Hell( hell is mine creation actually. Its a piece of art) no. I am,however,prehaps rotten and dead. Inside. Inside the cage of my heart. The muscle which is supposed to pump adrenaline through my body. The muscle giving me life,love and so much more. But no. This place is empty and had been abounded centuries ago. The curse killed me a long time ago.

Things go way back in time.

I once had a wife. A very beautiful woman called Lydia. She was my whole life. I was a simple man. A sheppard. My biggest concern was if I will be able to go home on time to hug her before she closes her eyes to fall in beautiful peaceful sleep.

As always life decided to fuck everything up. God said it was time for war and suddenly my biggest concern became the smallest out of them all. Everything I had,I had to give up. It was my duty to fight for my country as a man. I fought many battles. Those in higher ranks saw potential in me and after eleven battles I became a commander. On the battlefield before what we hoped was the last battle. Ready to fight,not ready to die. I prayed like every other selfish human being that I’ll give up everyone and everything,just God let me live. Those words were the last words some people heard and the ones that left my lips before I shouted “For His majesty.” I killed many people in the battle and almost got killed more times than I can remember. But I survived. The last one to survive. The smell of Death was in the air. My breath was fading away. Youcould barely see it. My eyes started to tear up from the mixture of fear,the feeling of finally letting go and a scared scream from the consequences ahead in time. Suddenly a bright light blinded my swollen from crying eyes. And I met God. A nice man,looking trustworthy,someone who I never thought was actually real. He told me my wife,my parents, my sheeps,they were killed. That I made a choice. That I killed them when I was being selfish. My will for life,killed those who made me want to live. Lost in my fear and regret which were suddenly put upon me,I was ready to pull out the weapon and just kill myself. The man stopped my sword from moving through the flesh and stop my heart. God looked at me and told me “If you leave this Earth and become invisible as if you never existed,I will bring everyone you want back. Your family will live. Lydia will breath. I need a helper. Someone who will deal with the dead and will help them go in the afterlife. You will become the Grim Reaper. My right hand.” I was being offered a choice which wasn’t actually much of a choice. He was offering me to become a ghost. But for the sake of my love I was ready to do anything and everything. “Why are you Sir offering me this? Why me?” “You are a good man. But the sin of being selfish is a strong one. I see in your eyes love. This will be your curse. Love will be your pleasure and curse. The last man standing. The one who will walk this Earth way longer than anyone. Collecting grief and love. At the end of the day you will always be alone.” I became a sinner for wanting to live. I killed everything I believed in. But Immortality didn’t sound all that bad after all. Dealing with the dead also wasn’t a price high enough that I can’t pay for Lydia. The hesitation left me and my hand grabbed his. It was me or Lydia and my family. “Okay. Do this.” Just like that my existence was erased from the face of Earth,my name wasn’t remembered as the last commander alive,the war was doomed a fail and soon there were only the families of the dead and the memories of them to be remembered. Personally I assisted all of them in the after life making them forget the one they had been living in order for a new one to be born. But for the living organisms I was invisible,not existing. A myth surrounded by mystery. There were several cases in which people had been ablen to see me. You usually cab unless you had the vision or you were dead. And so for centuries I have met all kinds of death and people. Helping them go where their souls belong. My face haven’t aged a day since I gave my soul. A twenty years old is what you’ll see if you were able to.


“Jungkook” I heard in the distance waking me from my retrospective daydream. “Yes?” I turned my head nearly hitting my forehead in one of the lamps of the nice white office. “There is something I need to tell you.” It is a full miracle. My boss is usually quiet and doesn’t have the need to see me unless it was something urgent going on in the underworld. I have known him for so many centuries that is almost not imaginable. However today there wasn’t anything special going on in my part of the holy world. “Do you remember when I took you under my wing?” the sudden questoon caught me offguard. So being little surprised the answer rolled of my lips “Of course I do.” how can I forget anyway? My heart will never forget. My Lydia. Her smile,her heart of gold. And my selfish wish which killed us. “There is something I didn’t tell you back then. One day your savior will be born. A person who will reverse the curse you caused on yourself. She will heal your wounds and you will become mortal again. She will give you the chance to live. When you die as a mortal I will give you the choice to either become the Reaper and never be able to find hope again or this time go to Heaven.” Speechless probably would’ve explain it. But it can’t. Hope? Being able to live? I have been living wihout hope so many centuries. Evryday I have been holding on the simple fact that there is hope or happy ending for me. Now after 1000 years he decides to tell me that there is someone on this planet who can cure me. My emotions are too strong. The anger boiled. The fear entered the dusted chamber of my heart. Hope started to creep out of its dungeon somewhere deep inside of me. Why didn’t he told me this earlier? Why was I living without hope all this time? Where is she? How old is she? She can be dead by now.

“Why do you tell me this now?” my voice was deadly low. I was in a position to shout,however I didn’t want to lose all my cool at once. “Was I not good enough to be told this earlier? Was I unloyal? Have I ever done something to make you doubt me? I created Hell and Heaven and made them absolutely perfect. The department of Reapers is so big that I barely have to go out now. Don’t tell me I didn’t deserve to know the truth.” I admit I did lost my cool. I was shouting and destroying whatever was around me. Angry tears were falling down my sharp cheekbones. “No you were. You finished absolutely mesmerizing job at what you were doing. Jungkook-a, tell me honestly if I had told you centuries ago,you wouldn’t have searched for her. Tell me you would’ve done your job the same way.” although angry,I knew he was right. Nothing ffrom what I’ve created probably wouldn’t have been even an idea in my head. The Earth was going to be small. I would’ve searched under every rock,in every village,city,country and continent. One thing I couldn’t understand was “Why telling me now?” “Because she has been born. The person who is going to bring you back is born. And her name is y/n. The Grim Reaper’s Bride.


"Are you the Grim Reapers wife?” a ghost whispered in mine ear. She was a rather beautiful ghost. A girl not bigger than me. But this question… If I collected a dollar for everytime I had to answer it,by now I wouldn’t be going to school. “I don’t know. I haven’t seen him.” “Oh…it’s true. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Bye.” “Wait. Talk to me.” but it disappeared. Good job Y/N. 

The Grim Reapers wife.



2CT upsets me tbh

What Ciel is going through is terrible. I don’t want him to suffer anymore. 
For what reason is all of this happening? I respect Yana Toboso and I love her work unconditionally, but this twist is so cliché and full of plot holes… 
There are so many contradictions that I’ll have to write a post apart from this to explain all of them. 

I see people going crazy about Real!Ciel already, and that hurts me. I don’t care if he has a beautiful face and resembles Vincent, he is not our Ciel. Our Ciel might be a liar, but he’s the one we learned to love and after all we’ve been through I won’t leave his side.
Real!Ciel is evil, he caused Agni’s death and almost killed Soma. He wants to hurt our Ciel in so many ways… I won’t forgive his cruel acts no matter how bad our!Ciel did in the past, because it’s him that I want to protect. 

Real!Ciel is bad, keep that in mind. And Ciel’s friends will understand that for sure, nobody is gonna leave his side no matter what, because they love and cherish him. 

Finnian, MeyRin, Bard and whoever will escape that little brat’s insanity… they will protect Ciel at any cost.              

I could never hurt you (pt2)

Plot: requested!(2nd part of “I could never hurt you”)
Word Counting : 1362

Pairing : Gabexreader

Warnings : spoilers of s6, mentions of blood and wounds 

A/n : Hope I didn’t disappoint yaaaa


Theo ran after Liam all the way to the school, only to find him grabbing Gabe and forcing him into the locker room… Liam seemed pretty angry and once he pushed Gabe to the ground he started talking

“I don’t know anything, I swear” Gabe’s scared voice was heard “I don’t know what happened to Scott’s House”

Liam has having none of it and growled as he grabbed his shirt to pull him up again.”Did you know who was there?” he aggressively grabbed the back of his neck and through gritted teeth he said to the scared boy “Did you know Mason was in there?”

“No! I didn’t know anything!” he continued ranting

“What about Y/n? Huh?” Liam was trying so hard to control himself but he couldn’t last for long

“Wait… what about her? I told you I don’t know” Gabe became alerted when he heard y/n’s name, what could she possibly do with them?

At his answer Liam grabbed with fury the boy’s head and hit it straight in the mirror.

 “Maybe you haven’t noticed lately but I’m having trouble controlling my anger. When things happen to my friends, I just can’t seem to help it!”Liam said putting more pressure.

“Liam, wait, please!” Gabe pleaded while he felt the mirror cracking under his skin “What are you talking about, where’s y/n?”

Liam ignored his question and continued pressing his face even harder “I Just get SO ANGRY” he has loosing it but he didn’t care. Gabe pleaded once again and he felt the mirror cutting his face, blood spilled on the sink… “You think I’m gonna kill you? You think we’re all killers? Maybe we should be” He said giving another blow on Gabe’s head

“Please, Liam, stop” Gabe said when he felt too dizzy “what happened to y/n? why was she there?”

“And why would you care what happened to her?” Someone with a lot calmer voice asked Gabe. Liam turned to see Theo, and him, not waiting for any answer went on and ask Liam “and you, are you really gonna kill him?  I mean, I don’t care if you do, but you thought this through? Any idea where you dump the body? Or how are you going to explain to y/n his disappearance?” he asked the furious beta while Gabe started shaking at the thought of leaving this world just like that. “None saw you grab him, did they? Cause that could be a problem” Theo continued with the advises

“I don’t care!” said Liam “I don’t care either at least let me help” Theo said back “ I’m the one with experience here. We kill him and then find the witnesses and kill them too” Liam processes it all for a while and let Gabe’s head as his whole body collapsed to the ground. “I’d choose that too, besides having Lydia and y/n screaming because of them would cause a terrible headache” Theo added almost sarcastically

“What do you want with y/n? Leave her alone!” Gabe said with his weak voice from the floor

“Oh, so the lover boy doesn’t have any idea about his girlfriend’s condition, does he?” Theo said mockingly. It was like he was actually enjoying this encounter.

“What the hell are you talking about?” Gabe was getting tired of receiving half ass answers

“Y/n is one of us, she is a banshee, or in your words, a monster” Liam cut in

“No, you are lying! She… she would never lie to me!” Gabe said as he didn’t want to accept the truth “Where is she? Huh?” He asked rattled

“Well someone would think that her boyfriend could answer a question like that” Theo replied and didn’t stop there “and as I already asked, why do you care? It is a lot harder than you think to lie to a werewolf, we know you did it, so just answer me, why the hell would you shoot your girlfriend?”

“I, I never wanted her to get hurt” Gabe said and tears found their way down his swollen cheeks.

“Well, aren’t you just an idiot… I really can’t understand what she sees in you, smartness is with no doubt not included, I’m sure about that.” Theo filled in. He was actually confessing but it was the last thing he cared about. Y/n was wounded and it was his fault. “Take me to her” Gabe pleaded

“Why would you even think we are going to help you? You are pathetic, you don’t deserve her!” Liam said

“If you do I’ll show you the other bodies” Gabe quickly replied which led to the questioning faces of the two werewolves

“What other bodies?” Liam asked


After he led them to where him and Aaron kept the bodies hidden it was their time to led him to y/n at hospital.

She was with Malia at her room for the last check-ups before she could leave. There was a knock on the door and Liam came in

“Your boyfriend is here to see you, you want me to make him leave?” Liam asked y/n

“Gabe? What is Gabe doing here? How does he know that I am here?” y/n looked concern that her boyfriend was informed and she was not the one that told him.

“Well… don’t be mad….. I…. kindda ….. spilled everything…… “ Liam started while he looked at the floor knowing that y/n wouldn’t want Gabe to found out the truth, far more, find the truth from someone else and not her.

“You what?….” she whispered and felt her heat racing really fast….. How could she meet him now? He would probably hate her, or he would hunt her down. “Just for the record, he was the one who did the attack!” Liam tried to make his position lighter “I’m sorry, I know this isn’t what you wanted…. But…. He got on my nerves and….. I couldn’t control myself…..”

“Hey, Liam , It’s ok… just send him in, and if you could give us some privacy….” Y/n asked him politely

Malia and Liam left and the door opened and in the room came Gabe without daring to look at y/n. He was too scared to see how bad she was “You’re sure you’re gonna be ok with him?” Liam’s head appeared by the door and she just nodded with a small smile

After the door was closed y/n turned to look at him “Gabe… I’m sorry…” He looked up at her, now noticing all the damage he had caused… the guilt couldn’t let him breathe properly. “I, I did this to you?” He weakly asked

“If you were the one who shouted the bullets…. “ She answered “Can I ask you something?”

“Go ahead” Gabe said desperately wanting to change the subject as he looked away. He couldn’t stand those cuts deep in her checks, or the stitches all over her arms

“What do you think of me right now?” y/n said never taking her eyes of his face.

“To be honest, everything is blank…. I don’t know what to think or what to believe anymore” he said defenselessly “The only think I know is that I could never hurt you, even if you never told me about your secret. I could never turn myself against you” he said while he stepped closer to her. “And just know that I’ll do anything I can to keep you safe and away from all those hunters.” He added while he caressed her cheek.

“Gabe, I’m sorry you didn’t find out from me” Y/n spoke again looking deep in his eyes only to see him looking back at her with his piercing sparkling eyes that she absolutely loved.

“Just one more question” y/n asked with a small smile on her lips “who is responsible for that” She asked referring on the bruised and bloodied cheek. “uhhhhhh…..” Gabe resisted debating whether he should tell her or not and looked at the door, but that was all y/n needed to understand, so a giggle escaped her lips.

“I’m just glad that there are no more secrets between us, right?” Gabe said after a while

“No more secrets” She reassured him.

I couldn’t change you, but the seasons did.

The thing is, I knew he’d leave. A part of me always knew. He told me from the beginning, he didn’t feel anything. He was a stranger to emotions. And when he left, the pain wasn’t from his absence. In fact, when I think of him now I feel empty, indifferent almost. The hurt is from the time. Over those months and months of forehead kisses and surprised laughter, I wasn’t enough. I couldn’t make you change. My words couldn’t make you change, my touch couldn’t, my banter couldn’t. That small petal of hope I held so carefully in my hand is what killed me. Cause when you said to me “Maybe we shouldn’t talk anymore, your feelings will only grow deeper” it permanently shriveled. And so did my smile. 

Olicity 5x19 Drabble

Just me writing down some random thoughts about a scene that I’m hoping will be so worth the wait…

(Gif not mine)

Originally posted by lyricalarrow

Walking through their door still made his heart quiver with the thousands of un-shared thoughts and words between them. She stood before the flickering flames of a roaring fire with her arms crossed tensely over her strong but, slender frame. His gaze fell over her weary face, his stomach flipped in unspoken shame when her reflection matched his own. 

“You know why I’m here,” he sighed with his chin hovering over his chest. 

She stood there frozen, her fingers trembled along her upper arms while his own tapped nervously on the kitchen counter. He felt the air around them shift as it became clear they were just Oliver and Felicity now they something more…

“Oliver…” her voice shook over the syllables of his name. 

The sweat along his brow increased, his fingers drummed out evenly over the flat, black surface. “You can’t do this Felicity, you can’t possibly understand how this choice will affect you,” he begged sternly with restrained fear. 

“Don’t presume to tell me what I can and can’t handle,” she rasped flatly as he dared to glance over her icy features. 

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You Never Listen (Isaac Lahey)

Originally posted by hothothotgg

Requested by anon: hi, sorry if this doesn’t make sense at all but could you maybe do an isaac imagine loosely based on a mix of the songs wicked game by stone sour and your song by jessie pitts where they hate each other and always fight but when it comes down to it he’ll always protect her and they get in a big fight/get trapped or something and it seems like they get close but still fight afterwords and so the pack forces them to work together and the end is really fluffy? idk. luvyou and your writing btw! :)

Rating: angsty fluff

A/N: I’m very proud of this, I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. I may have toyed with the request a bit, I apologize.

Isaac and Y/N had quite the eerie relationship; one you wouldn’t necessarily classify as friendship. When Y/N first joined the pack, Isaac fell in love with her beauty, until she opened her mouth which led to their chance at friendship’s demise. 

However, it wasn’t just Y/N that caused the tension between them, Isaac would occasionally throw in something like “Tell me again, what was that thing that caused you to lose your voice the other day? Well, whatever it was, I really, really hope it comes back.” As if it was the most casual thing to say to her. 

But whenever he sensed that she was in danger, he would be there in a blink of an eye. Because no matter what, their urge to protect each other came atop their petty arguments. 

“Hey Y/L/N, looking as sexy as ever,” some irrelevant member of the lacrosse team had dropped off the comment like it was a casual good morning. He fumbled about with his gear before settling his back on the locker next to hers, tilting his head towards her. 

“Why don’t you tell me where you got those jeans of yours, maybe if I buy some for my girl, it would make her ass look like yours.” His breath was warm and dangerous, smelling of fresh morning coffee and intoxicating cigarettes. 

Y/N’s grip on her books couldn’t have gotten tighter, her anger slowly rising to her throat. When she opened her mouth to say something, she was interrupted by Isaac’s voice saying, 

“Back off.” Firmly gripping the back of the boy’s shirt. “The hell do you think you’re talking to, Lahey?” Those ignorant words earned a growl and a flash of yellow eyes from Isaac. 

Y/N snorted, the tips of her fingers covering her mouth as she giggled. Isaac enjoyed the smirk that spread across Y/N’s face as the shorter guy gathered his belongings and scurried away in terror. 

“What the hell Lahey?!” Y/N smacked his chest, trying to fight back the smirk that threatened to appear on her face once more. 

“You don’t think I’m just gonna stand aside and watch some horny dumbass disrespect you.” He stated carelessly, with a strict shrug. She would be lying if she denied that her heart skipped a beat at his unnaturally kind words. 

“I’m no damsel in distress, I can take care of myself.“ 

“I’m well aware of that babe, but like I said, I won’t stand aside and let anyone disrespect you.” Y/N slammed her locker door before properly hoisting her books in her hands, mumbling a “Whatever,” as she escaped his burning gaze with blushing cheeks and a shy smile.

No, I don’t want to fall in love with you

 "Would you two knock it off already?“ Scott losing his temper—which he rarely ever did—was something that terrified both Y/N and Isaac. 

"The last time you two had a fit, you almost killed each other!” Reminiscing on that one night was always a good way to keep them both grounded. 

“You know what? I’m so sick of that big mouth of yours that doesn’t know when to shut up, so when Jennifer comes for your virgin ass, I won’t stop her.” Isaac’s eyes wandered rapidly between Y/N’s, his nostrils flaring with heavy breaths, anger-filled heat radiating off of his body and settling onto hers. 

“Fuck off Lahey, it’s your fault that we’re stuck here–" 

"How is it my fault that Scott kept me on babysitting duty just cause you can’t keep a man." 

"How dare you?” Her offended gasp and tear filled eyes were going to be the death of him. 

“Wait, that’s not what I–" 

"Save your excuses, dickhead. I don’t want to talk to you.” Exhaustion had already taken over her body, and Isaac was shortening her patience. 

“What did you just call me?” His anger settling on his face, because no guy would like to be insulted by the girl he loves and cherishes most. “You fucking heard me.” Her voice low and dangerous and too close to him. 

His movements were fast. Too fast for Y/N’s mind to process.

“Sooner or later, you’re gonna have to ditch the idea of you being everyone’s knight in shining armor. Don’t get me wrong, it’s very entertaining to watch, but there’s a fine line between illusion and delusion and you’re bouncing along that line.” With every word that fell out of her lips, Isaac’s grip tightened. His hands held a painful and tight grip on her arm, his nails mindlessly digging into her flesh. 

 "Let go,“ she stated firmly through gritted teeth. "You’re hurting me.” Those four words sent alarms to his brain, his hands slowly falling to his side in realization. Her white shirt was tinted red, her flesh pulsing where his hands previously were. 

“O-oh god,” his eyes widened with remorse as he stumbled backwards, his heartbeat deafening in the thick coat of silence between them. 

“Y/N, I-" 

"It’s okay,” she said with her head down, examining the fresh wounds. “I’m so sorry, l-let me take away the pain.” The feeling of his fingertips on her skin made her flinch, “Please don’t touch me.” She mumbled lowly, slowly backing into the corner of the room, sliding down the wall and wrapping her quivering, bleeding arms around her knees. 

“I’m sorry.” The anger and tension between them fading away into oblivion, each of them on separate corners, with separate internal conflicts. 

“Do you remember? Or do you guys want me to remind you?” Their heads hung shamefully low, like two children who were caught fooling around past their bedtime. 

“We’re sorry, Scott.” Y/N was the first to speak, giving Isaac a sideways glance. “Yeah, it won’t happen again." 

"You know what? Last time you said the same thing, this time, I’m locking you guys in here until you learn how to behave your age.” Scott’s hands latched around Y/N’s, dragging her to the edge of his bed, and cuffing her hands to the headboard. 

Scott’s grip was far more gentle than Isaac’s, “You can’t cuff me, I’ll break them.” Scott chuckled at Isaac’s arrogant comment. “Yeah but you can’t break through mountain ash, buddy.” Scott stepped out the doorway of his room, dunking the ash across it. 

“She can break the mountain ash, and you can break her cuffs. Let’s see how good of a team you two’ll make.” With that final sentence, Scott left to return to the pack meeting that the two had disturbed with their bickering. 

At first—both of them being as stubborn as can be—not a single word was uttered. Y/N sat helplessly with her arms aching above her head, and Isaac desperately trying to figure out a way to get out of the intoxicating room. 

“You know, not everyone can ‘True Alpha’ their way out of mountain ash.” Y/N’s words coated with venom, scoffing when his second attempt sent electricity through his body. “You never listen–” “You don’t either, or else we wouldn’t be here in the first place.” Silence. 

Y/N had dark hollow circles under her eyes that were visible to Isaac’s eyes, the dull light of the lamppost out the window made her eyes appear a shade darker. She was as exhausted as she looked. Y/N leaned her head back against the wood, her eyes fluttering shut. 

The two of them sat in silence, listening to each other’s rhythmic breathing and the faint humming of the pack meeting that was held downstairs. Isaac’s feet felt heavy as he stomped over to the bed, sitting close to Y/N. She felt his weight dipping next to her, but didn’t bother opening her eyes. Isaac leaned forward to break the cuffs that held her hands captive, the pain had left her skin numb. 

Y/N’s body jolted, moving her hands away from his reach. 

“Easy, I won’t hurt you.” The skeptical look she gave him had his breathing hitched in his throat. His calloused hands felt unusually soft and gentle across her skin. 

Careful not to hurt her, he tugged tightly and his body jerked backwards as the cuffs fell and thudded over the carpeted floor. Y/N made a tired noise, one that resembled a moan, as she examined her wrists. 

“You’re right.” He finally said. Y/N scrunched her brows, slightly confused as to what he meant. 

“I never listen. I should’ve listened to Stiles when he told me I should tell you that I love you, I should’ve listened to him when he told me that I was hurting you, exhausting you, even. But I was so scared of loving you, I was scared of how fast and hard I’d fallen for you. You, Y/N Y/L/N, will be the death of me.” Y/N’s mind was processing his words, her brain stringing up questions like ‘hows’ and ‘whys’. But her face held no reaction, her eyes were darker and far more complicated to read now that he was close. 

“I can never forgive myself for hurting you, I would apologize if I knew it would do any good, but I think I’ve burned that bridge already. I’m so in love with you, and I won’t blame you if you truly and genuinely hated me, because I deser—" 

"No you don’t, and no I don’t. I don’t hate you, Isaac. True, you did hurt me, both physically and emotionally,” he cringed at the memory, “But nothing in this world can make me hate you, cause I saw the regret in your eyes, I know you didn’t mean it.” Her bruised hands gently—almost reluctantly—intertwined with his. Isaac’s eyes stared at his hands in hers, like they weren’t his own, like they were something foreign. 

“I’m scared of turning into my father," 

"Don’t you dare, Lahey.” She gasped so loudly, as if he’d offended her. “You will never be the man he was. You are the most gentle and wonderful person I’ve ever met, and you may not show that to me, but I see the way you’re constantly looking out for Scott, helping him, helping the pack.” Her hand cupped his cheek, making him look at her. 

You see, I’ve forgotten if they’re green or blue. Anyway, the thing is, what I really mean, yours are the sweetest eyes I’ve ever seen.

“Forgive me?” He spoke breathlessly with tears threatening to spill at the corner of his blue eyes that wandered between hers. 

“With time.” She stated simply. “I’m sorry,” he said closely to her lips, “I’m so sorry.” Their hands clutched at each other, like the wild and lost teenagers that they were. 

Y/N was the one who initiated the kiss, so hard he tasted blood. He felt her chest heaving against his, he thought she was crying. Isaac gently dug his fingers into her locks, pulling her closer. She was the one who broke away, but settled with her forehead against his. 

“Can you feel how fast my heart is beating for you?” It wasn’t a question. “I love you, Isaac. I do.” His fingers trailed down her sides, like he knew her soft curves by heart, pulling her to sit on his lap. 

“What are you doing to me?” He pulled her down for another kiss, his heart beating like a drum against his chest. 

“I love you." 

"I love you.”

No Light, No Light

Bucky Barnes X Reader oneshot

Words: 1427

Characters: Reader, Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff (mentioned), Clint Barton (mentioned), Loki Laufeyson (mentioned)

Warnings: Winter Soldier being triggered, Hydra jerks, violence, kissing, bad writing, ends with fluff.

Author’s Note: Hi there! I am working on requests but thought I would go ahead and post this that I wrote a while ago. This imagine was inspired by the song No Light, No Light by Florence + The Machine, which I love. I hope you like it! (This is basically un-edited by the way, sorry.) Sorry for any spelling or grammatical errors. Enjoy!


Originally posted by evansmaximoff

(All gif credit to owners. Also, I do not own any of the characters in this one-shot, only the story itself.)

Bright blue eyes.

One of the things you loved most about James Buchanan Barnes, your teammate that you were slowly falling in love with.

But that is not what you were seeing now.

It started out as a seemingly mundane mission. Get into the HYDRA base, retrieve intel, get out. Simple, right? Wrong!

“(Y/N), have you gotten to the intel yet,” asked Steve through the comms system.

“Not yet, Cap. I’m still tring to crack the firewall.”

“Well you better hurry,” Bucky interrupted, “I’m almost out of ammunition and it looks like these HYDRA goons will just keep coming.”

“Trying my best,” you huffed out.

While you were hacking the mainframe, Bucky managed to be seperated from his best friend. Steve was able to fight off the agents nearest him and made his way to you. As you were putting away the thumb drive full of information, Steve found his way to the computer room.

“Glad you finally made it, Stevie. Ready to leave?” you asked the captain.

“We’ve gotta find Buck first (Y/N),” Steve snapped at you, “We can’t leave without him.”

“Let’s find him then. We’ll stick together, check the east wing first. Maybe Barnes just got… Lost…” you trailed off as a dark presence made itself known. Steve noticed this and turned around from where he was standing facing you.

Standing before you was the Winter Soldier, an obvious difference from Bucky Barnes. The light in his beautiful eyes was gone, replaced by a darkness you had only seen once before. This is not Bucky, this is Winter.

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Professor Scamander and the Slytherin Prefect



A/n: Yes, before anyone asks, I have a few Elder Scrolls/Skyrim references in this chapter :D 

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BTS when they come home to a moaning girlfriend


Seokjin came home really late that day, already expecting you to be in bed when he started getting ready for it. What he didn’t expect to hear means from the bedroom.
He got to the bedroom really confused, he knew you weren’t cheating on you cause a) you didn’t have it in you and yoiu guys had an honesty police in place, plus you knew he would be home around this time, and you weren’t stupid enough to cheat on him when you kne whe were almost there!
When he opened the door, what he was meet with was a lot less sexy than expected, instead it was you lying in foster position hold you stomach in pain.

Originally posted by yoongiski

“oh god are you okay?”
“No my menstrual pains are trying to kill me.”


Let’s be real here. This boy does not know how to stop working we all know this. So when he does come home he basically zombie Yoongi and if he hears anything it really doesn’t register until like 5 mins after he heard it. So as he is walking through the door he absently notes that a loud moan echos through house and recognizes it as your voice. But it wasn’t until he almost reaches the bedroom door it actually processes in his brain. He stops where he is standing and listens through the door and sure enough he hears you moaning again. With his trademark smirk on his face he opens the door to find you… doing squats? What the hell? The confusion was clear on his face as he watched you moving up and down and giving a pitiful sound resembling a moan but was more pitiful than sexy. This was clearly not what he was expecting.

Originally posted by imonaworldtour

“Uh babe. Why the hell are you doing squats… and why does it sound like it hurts?!”


He had been out grocery shopping when he came home arms full of bags. He was humming out Mamma Mia by K.A.R.A and totally did not hear you. He was mid dance/putting up the food in cabinet and the refrigerator when he finally heard it.  A moan. We all know our Hobi as the happy sunshine mood maker of the group but there are times when he is not his confident self. Normally this when he feels like he didn’t do his best on a dance rehearsal or if he feels like he has let the group down somehow. Or when it comes to you. He loves you so much and you are so perfect and amazing that he genuinely worries that someone who actually deserves you will come and sweep you off your feet. So with a heavy heart he walks down the hall to your shared bedroom. He can hear more moans coming quicker and louder. With any warning he opened the door prepared for the worst… Which is not what he saw. In stead you were cross legged on the bed fully dressed typing away at your computer while your phone was playing a porno. What the fuck? Turns out you were writing a sex scene in your book and you needed to see some visuals to get the scene write. 

Originally posted by notjhope

“Well this is not what was I was expecting…”


So we all know that Namjoon is a slight pervert, when he came over to visit you much earlier than planned and heard your moans from your bedroom his mind would instantly go to ‘time to get frisky!’ thinking that you were having some fun without him, he had it all planned out in his head!
He would be really sauve about it, with a cheeky smile and witty and sexy comment blow you away, but instead when he opened the door witty comment on his lips what he saw was very different, you half behind your bed trying to push it out, which was a lost battle cause you had needed 3 friends to even get it on the right spot!

Originally posted by nnochu

“What are you doing?!”
“My hair tie fell behind the bed and it is the only one I have left!”


Like Hoseok, Jimin has his low days. He has struggled with his self image for most of the time you knew him. He has been working on keeping the toxic thoughts pushed down and with your help he has been successful. Yet there are days when he just is not having a good day. Today was one of those day. So as he walked home from the gym he knew that all he needed was to be in your arms so you can tell him how amazing he is. Unlike Hoseok however he has complete and utter faith in your relationship just by the sheer amount of things you two had gone through. So when he walks in through the door and dropping his gym bag in the entry and he hears the moan? Well his mind goes straight to in appropriate thoughts. He toes off his shoes and nearly runs to the bedroom when he suddenly realizes that… you were not home. He listens again and recognizes the moaning. With a angry jerk he throws the door open so hard it bounces a little. There is Taehyung and his girlfriend having sex. On his and yours bed. 

Originally posted by saintminyoongi


Ignore the smile in the gif if you can it was more of the wide “I am going to kill you” eyes that I was going for…


Visions of you in lacy undergarments filled his mind when he walked through the door after voice practice. He had been thinking about you all day and it didn’t help that you told you had a surprise for him when he got home. He was especially worked up and at the very moment you walked into the hallway and heard you moan he hand to physically restrain himself from running into the bedroom and pouncing on you. But you deserved to be wined and dined and wined and dined you will get. He was already planning out the rest of the evening in his head (after a couple of rounds of sex of course) but as entered in the bedroom the predatory smile on his face fell instantly. Why you ask? Because when he walked in he saw you on the floor gripping your ankle and let out another moan that sounded painful. Now that he thinks about it the moans he heard before were  not your normal “happy” sounds. He sigh and kneels beside you carefully feeling along your ankle. He should of known you were going to hurt yourself somehow. You are a walking accident especially in the 3 inch stiletto heels you were wearing with the lacy teddy nightgown. At least you two were on the same brain path before you nearly broke an ankle.

Originally posted by toughchim

“How many times are going to nearly snap your neck before you realize that these damn heels are not worth it, Jagi.” 


Jungkook wanted to surprise you since you didn’t even know he was back in Korea! He was so looking forward to it, but when he got into your apartment he heard your moans he couldn’t stop himself from grinning!
He would never think that you were cheating on him, masturbation was a normal and healthy thing to do even if you were in a relationship, he stood outside of your day just listening for a second, feeling how his pants were getting tighter with the thought of what was going on behind the door.
He was thinking over all the things you could be doing, were you using a toy? Would you moan out his name, but then your moans turned a lot more painful and he got worried at his more or less broke open the door, to see you on your toes trying to reaching your spare ps4 controller you were keeping in a box above your bed. Awww… Here he was getting ready for smexxy time.

Originally posted by grape-joon

“I feel cock blocked.”
“What? Jungkook what are you doing home!? Why do you look so sad?”

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This was a combined effort from both of us! Hope you enjoyed!

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You’re Not My Brother Pt. 2

(gifs are not mine)

PAIRING: Dean x sister!reader, Sam x sister!reader, John x daughter!reader


CHARACTERS: Reader, Dean, Sam, John

WARNINGS: None, i guess. 

A/N: So, as a few people asked me for a second part, here it is. In case you diddn’t read the first part and you want to catch up, here is Part 1. As always, thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy it. Feedback is gladly welcome and thank you for all those lovey comments you left last time.

Also, the italics part is a throwback to the first part.


I stared at the door, trying to digest I was coming back to my old life, the life I had decided to run away from and leave behind. I breathed in and out and then finally knocked the door twice. From the other side of the door I heard a grumble and the sound of lazy feet rubbing the wooded floor.

The lock clicked and the door slowly opened. John Winchester, my dad, was behind it.

On my way from Sonny’s to the motel I had wished the one who would have open the door was Y/N, I imagined her jumping to my arms and embracing me in one of her warm hugs, truth was I knew deep down she wasn’t going to answer the door, deep down I knew dad was going to be the first one to see me when I return.

Not a word came out of my dad’s mouth until I was in. “It was about damn time, kid.” He told me as giving a rough clap on my back.

My eyes searched through the motel room, mostly trying to find my brother and sister, but for my big surprise and relief, they weren’t there.

“They went to buy breakfast,.” John said, he sat on a chair and analyzed at me. “In the meantime, why don’t you tell what made you come back.”


“Okay, just one more.” you told Sam. He had been telling bad jokes since you went for breakfast and even though you didn’t wanted him to stop, you were almost in front of the room and dad didn’t like noise, especially when the noise was a laugh.

“Why are ghosts bad at lying?” He started.

“Why are they bad at lying?” I asked.

“Because you can see right through them.” He said and you both laughted.

You opened the door still laughing, not caring what your dad may say. Sam’s laughter stopped as we stepped into the room and so did yours. Was that…

“Dean?” Sam whispered.


Neither Y/N nor Sam seemed happy when they noticed I had returned.

Sam was shocked and silent and Y/N, she was the one who made me feel like crap, her look was tough and somehow it still managed to be sad and hurt, she had only looked at me once and since then her sight had been nailed to the floor.

John had informed me before that both had been pretty upset after Y/N came back without me, they had been silent and off and just about two weeks ago, they had finally found a way to get over me and keep on with their lives.

Knowing that the whole thing was because of me should had made their hate be a lot easier to handle, but it wasn’t, in fact, it made it a lot harder. I had failed and hurt them, two things I promised I would never do, I had broken the promise I had once made when they were younger about never leaving them and always protect them.

“Hi.” I shyly initiate, afraid I could say the wrong thing.

Sam and Y/N stood quiet, making the room fall into a heavy silence.

John cleared his throat and then spoke. “As you may see, Dean has come back as I told you he would and I hope you make him feel welcome to the family again.”

Only then Y/N’s sight left the floor.


He had to be kidding you, he had left you and now he was welcome into the family as if nothing had happened? The whole thing was so unfair, you had finally found the way to live without him and then he comes back again out of nowhere. Wanting you to pretend as if everything was alright and play the happily messed up family you were again.

The same anger you felt when you asked John about your brother all those months ago, came back. The difference was that now you were not just mad at your dad, but your brother too.

“Why should I?” you asked.

John’s sight lands on you and you can feel Dean’s impressed look over you. “I see that flash of bravery has come back to you, is it going to be this way now?”

“I want to know why he has been accepted so fast in.” you claimed, trying to expose your point of view to your brothers and father.

“Repeat it.”

“I want to know why he has been accepted so fast in.”

“Repeat my saying.” He made himself clearer.

“Which one?” you dared to ask even though you already knew what he was talking about.

John looked at you expectantly.

You sighed “Saving people, hunting things… the family business.”

“The family business.” He smiled proudly at you and then asked. “And Dean is…?”

“A traitor.”


Her words hit me like a train, I knew she hated me but not that she hated me that much. I barely passed the nod formed on my throat, as attempting to erase the tears from my eyes.

“Y/N.” Sam, who had been silent all this time, spoke.

“I’m telling the truth and you all know it, even him.” She said as looking and pointing at me with her index finger. “You should go back to your happy apple pie life and that new family that you found, we don’t need you anymore.”

My sister tried to sound rude and mean, and though she accomplished it, she couldn’t completely hide her hurt of loss.

She was right, I didn’t deserve to come back to the family, not with what I had done.

“Don’t you see?” she angrily screamed at John. “He left us, family doesn’t leave you behind, family doesn’t try to forget you and abandons you, family sticks together. He’s not family.”

And with that she storms out of the room. Sam starts walking towards the door and I stop him with my hand. “I’ll go get her.”


You ran away from the room and to the place you had visited a couple of times to think over the last few weeks, which was a little park that was barely visited. You liked that place, you had always wondered why it was so lonely, it was peaceful and calm with a beautiful sight to tall trees and singing birds. Sometimes you would walk around, others you climbed a tree, others you just hanged out on the swings and other times you played with kids who visited your park.

You sat on one of the swings and took in your hands the cold chains in which they were hanging. While closing your eyes, you breathed in the soft air, the cold breeze caressed your face. The sound of the air hitting the trees made you feel safe. It was almost perfect, it practically made you forget everything, that’s what you loved most about that place, it was you and only you.

You let yourself be weak and cry. You had thought about Dean’s return a hundredth times and you had planned on many ways to tell him how you felt, but when you actually saw him, everything turned in a different way. It was shocking how much you still loved him after all he had done. All you could see was your brother, the man who had raised you and protected you from all evil.

Your thoughts were a mess, you couldn’t decide whether if Dean was bad or good. Yeah, he had eliminated all the things that hurt you, but he had hurt you too.

“I hadn’t seen you in a swing for years.”

As soon as you heard those words, your eyes rapidly opened.


It was cute to see her on a swing again at this age, she looked the same as when she was a little kid and I took her and Sammy to the park when dad wasn’t around.

She stared at me without saying a word. I could see that something was on her mind, probably it was something related to me and all the mess I had caused.

Carefully, I walked towards her and took the swing next to hers, her sight never followed me, it stood still in the place that they found me at first. My hands touched the chains of the swing, I had followed her with the intention of talking to her, but as I sat next to her, no words were enough to utter what I felt.

Silence was what followed, a big and large silence, not even the birds sang.

No more than three minutes passed when she began to stand up.

“Wait.” I told her “Where are you going?”

“I don’t know.” She said as shrugging and then she walked away.

“What?” I stood up from the swing and ran to catch up with her steps. Once I was by her side, I took her arm in my hand and pulled her to make her stop.

She angrily turned her head to me. “Did dad send you?”

My steps stopped, making Y/N turn around. She looked at me confused by my uncomfortable face. A silence followed.

“What?” she asked me.

I opened and closed my mouth several times before asking. “Did dad send you?”

She laughed. “No, he didn’t. He said you were lost or something like that, can you believe it? Cause I did not…”

“Then I’ll stay.” I said, interrupting her.

“No, he didn’t.” I whispered.

“So you do remember.” she said.

I uncomfortably scratched the back of my head and said. “I do remember, I remember everything and you have no idea how sorry I am.”

“You didn’t seem sorry that day.”


Dean told me why he came back. Monsters had followed him and he knew that while he was there, the bad would keep on coming. He told me how two little kids had almost die. At the end he killed the monster and nobody got hurt, but that was enough to make him take a step back and leave.

Dean stared at his hands and then back at you, he opened and closed his mouth several times after finishing telling you the story while tears began to slip down his face. You could tell he was having a hard time to figure out what to tell next.

You waited for your brother to tell something first but nothing came out of Dean’s lips. Not until he noticed you were looking at him.

“I’m sorry.” He finally spoke.

“You’ve already said that.” You reminded him.

“I mean it.”


“I do.” he assured you.

“I know.”

“No, you don’t.”

“I do know.” You whispered.

“Y/N, please.” He pleaded and you listened. “What I did… I don’t know if you could ever forgive me, I know what I did, I will face the consequences and try to make it up, but if you decide that you can’t trust me anymore, I will understand.”

“I forgive you.”

“Come on, Y/N/N, you haven’t.” he sadly said. “I haven’t even forgiven myself.”

“You should.”

“I left you and Sam alone.” His voice broke. “I’m selfish, I should’ve stayed, I should never have left you… I’m sorry.”

Dean was a mess of tears and sobs, so you did what he always did when you were like that, you surrounded his body with your arms in a hug.

You returned to the motel before the sun went down, both Sam and your dad were waiting for you inside.

Once you got in, John asked Dean to go with him and pick up dinner, to which Dean agreed. Your little brother and you were left alone in the room.

“What did he tell you?” Sam asked.

You explained to him why Dean had come back, that he had asked for your forgiveness and that he truly seemed sorry for what he did.

“Sammy?” you started. “Are you still up to apply to Stanford in a couple of years?”

He nodded.

The only way to make things right and fair with Dean was only if you and Sam did the exactly same thing that he did to you.

“Me too.” You said as smiling. “We should totally go.”

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