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Ball Chain & Satin

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: “Can you write a one shot where Bucky and Reader are getting married, but Bucky is scared. Angst or fluff, it’s up to you. Thanks!” Requested by Anonymous.

Word Count:1,391

Warnings: Language (probably)

A/N: I’m working on my requests, yay me! Oh boii, the fluff is strong :) Hope you’ll like it!

Originally posted by heartsandwheels

You were in front of the mirror, admiring your sleeveless satin wedding gown when someone knocked on the door.

“Who is it?”

“It’s me.”

Grabbing a fistful of satin, you gathered up the skirt of your gown and moved closer to the door. You pressed your ear against the wood and heard him shuffling around on the other side of the door.

“Buck, what are you doing here? We’re not supposed to see each other before the ceremony.”

“I wanted to see you.”

“You’ll see me in an hour. Now, hush!”

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Angel’s Wings

Characters – Cas x Reader, Sam, Dean

Summary – It takes a near death experience for the reader to find out why she can see an angel’s wings.

Word Count – 5,983

Warnings – Canon-type violence

A/N – When I hit my 500 follower milestone, I did drabble requests. I only received two, so I am turning them into full one shots instead! This one was from @trinityjadec: “OH MY GOSH CONGRATS YOU DESERVE SO MANY FOLLOWERS!!! Could I have Cas and something with his wings? (still have an unhealthy obsession) I LOVE YOU SO MUCH KEEP UP THE AMAZING WORK”

Here you go, Trinity!  I hope you enjoy it and I’m so sorry for the wait! 

Also written for @percussiongirl2017’s I’m Finally Legal Birthday Challenge.   I got #37: Why can I see your wings?  And the song “If I Died Today” by Tim McGraw

Originally posted by sooper-dee-dooper-natural

Your name: submit What is this?


You would never forget the first time you saw Castiel.  You were sitting in the bunker library with Sam, discussing a possible vampire case up in Omaha that you’d been trying to research for several days, when the front door opened and Dean began descending the stairs with another man you’d never seen before.

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Chance Encounters (Peter Parker)

Summary / Request: “Hiii, how are you? Could you do a[n] imagine with spiderman (tom)? (Y/N) fathers works in shield and she is familiar with all the avengers, and she goes to the [same] school as peter. She is very brave and smart, and they both fall in love and start dating” / The day Y/N and Peter meet and the day Y/N confesses her feelings for him.

Warnings: swearing, mentions of a gun

fluff

requested: anon

word count: 1454

Originally posted by juliechavira

With so many wonders to explore in Manhattan, Y/N always finds a way to Stark Tower. The building blends in with the concrete jungle of the city, but because of the distinguishing architecture and being a home of heroes she could not help to gravitate towards it. Luckily with her father working closely with The Avengers, Y/N often joins him on meetings just to have the opportunity to be in the tower. Over time Y/N befriended The Avengers to where she can stop in unannounced no problem. Though ever since the accords tore a rift between the heroes, Tony requested for Y/N to not visit until three months later, and she was asked to come back and catch up.

After many visits to Stark Tower, Y/N always, and will always be in awe of the exalted building. Before entering, taking a step back to admire it once more, focusing in on the details and away from the buzz of the crowd, she hears the click of a camera.

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Enough

Anon Request: a lot of angst with Seb, the reader and Seb are dating for almost a year, but she wanna breakup with him bc of the age gap and bc she can’t have kids and she knows that he wants… the end is up to you 

(OKAY so I’m trash and am kind of upset with how I ended this and want to make it more fluffy so maybe pt. 2?? Let me know)

Warnings: angst, some language, relational fighting, anxieties

A/N: Requests are open! I will basically write anything (good luck finding something I won’t) 

FEEL FREE TO MESSAGE/ASK/ANON


Part Two 


Sebastian’s jaguar pulled in between the parallel white lines, shifted the car into ‘Park’ and pulled the emergency brake. As soon as he jumped from the car, he ran around to the other side, slipped his arm around his beautiful girlfriend of ten months, (Y/N) and planted a small kiss on her cheek. He was a sucker for romance and love and was, potentially, the sweetest human being she had ever met. On a normal day, she would turn to putty in his hands, but today was in no way normal.

A few months ago, Sebastian’s cousin called him from out of the blue to tell him he and his wife were expecting a baby. Apparently, his cousin had moved to the states and was trying to find a way to contact him for quite some time. It wasn’t until that week that he had managed to find Sebastian’s mother and ask her for his phone number. Sebastian had been really close with this cousin–both of them being an only child, they became like brothers until Sebastian moved from Romania and then moved to the US. Since the cousin didn’t have any relatives in the US other than Sebastian and is mom, and given how close they once were, he wanted to know if Sebastian would be the godfather.

(Y/N) was thrilled for Sebastian. At that point they had only been together for four months or so and neither of them were thinking about anything serious just yet. Six months later and here they were, walking into a maternity ward in search of Sebastian’s newest little cousin. In all honesty, (Y/N) found the maternity ward to be the creepiest wing in a hospital–including the morgue. There was so many emotions from hormonal, pregnant women, frightened fathers-to-be, over joyous soon to be grandparents, and then the occasional disgruntled teenager looking for support as she tries to make the best decision for her and her baby.

Slowly, the couple entered a room decorated with pink balloons, stuffed animals, and an array of gift bags overflowing with pink and purple tissue paper. Sebastian pushed the door open and made his way toward his cousin and his wife, excited to meet the new baby while (Y/N) clicked the door back into place and loitered along the walls as far away from the family members as possible. In her hands was a poorly wrapped gift that she and Sebastian had made together for his goddaughter and upon arriving and realizing just how much Sebastian could have done, she was filled with guilt for convincing him to go along with her plan.

“She’s beautiful,” Sebastian cooed as his cousin handed the baby to him. “Nothing like her father,” he muttered, earning a chuckle from his cousin as the new mom slept. “What’s her name?”

“Eloise.”

“Hi, Eloise,” Sebastian sang to the girl as he cradled her in his arms. (Y/N) tried to position herself so that she wouldn’t be able to hear the adorable sounds her boyfriend made as he held such an angelic creature. She wanted to leave; correction: she never wanted to come. Sebastian had to beg her to come with him to the hospital. She had tried to explain that she had some weird fear of them but he knew all her lies and all of the quirks in her expressions that gave away her lies.

Suddenly, she heard her name mentioned as the conversation turned from the adorable new life nestled in Sebastian’s arms to their relationship. “Yeah, we just hit our ten month mark,” Sebastian said.

“Wow, so you started dating around the same time this one was conceived,” his cousin said while glancing down at his daughter.

“Well, one month longer,” Sebastian started to refute.

“Actually, babe, pregnancies are typically nine months and three weeks long so technically it’s about exactly as long as we’ve been together.”

“(Y/N), come here and meet Eloise,” Sebastian called, his attention immediately fleeting and his focus diverting back to the baby. She made her way across the hospital room quietly with timidity overcoming her. “Isn’t she beautiful?” Sebastian asked. (Y/N) looked at the child in his arms and then to the face of the man holding her. He was overjoyed to see such a small nose and tiny toes.

“She’s very pretty,” she agreed. It was hard not to see what everyone was so caught up in when looking at her. She was docile and delicate, reminding (Y/N) of rose petals in bloom, still curled up but everyone who walked by would know just how gorgeous they will blossom to be.

“Do you want to hold her?” Sebastian’s cousin asked.

“No, it’s okay,” she said before following up her excuse with a clause, “Seb’s pretty attached,” she laughed.

“Here, take her,” Sebastian insisted while standing up to place the child in her arms. Gently, the baby’s head rested between the crook of (Y/N)’s elbow and she supported the girl’s small body with her other arm.

Slowly, Eloise started to yawn, and a smile crept onto (Y/N)’s face so subtly she didn’t realize she was smiling until her cheeks started hurting. The baby leisurely nestled herself against (Y/N)’s chest and tried to suckle on her shirt before starting to cry.

“I think someone is hungry,” (Y/N) said while handing the baby back to Sebastian’s cousin who woke up his wife.

“We’ll get out of your hair,” Sebastian said as he slipped his left arm around (Y/N)’s waist. “Congratulations,” he called again before the pair left the room and then the hospital entirely. (Y/N) quickly and quietly slipped into the front seat of Sebastian’s car and folded her hands in her lap.

Sebastian was still beaming from visiting his goddaughter, holding her, and playing with her small fingers, but he had started to notice that the woman he loved seemed distant and uninterested. When the arrived home, she rushed out of the car and into their house, and hurriedly started running the water in their bathroom. Quickly, she locked the door and turned on the fan, trying to create enough noise for her sobs to be inaudible. Tears streamed down her eyes and she choked, dry-heaving from hyperventilation and feeling as if at any moment she would be sick. She was too good at hiding her emotions and Sebastian hardly noticed her five minute disappearance.


When (Y/N) emerged from their bathroom and found Sebastian seated in the living room, her voice had returned to its normal tone but she seemed distressed.

“Is everything okay?” he asked her while patting the couch cushion beside him.

“You know that I love you, right?” she asked while holding her arms tightly around her body.

“Of course,” he said, his voice a mix between adoration and concern.

“Then please listen to what I have to say,” she begged.

“(Y/N) tell me what’s wrong,” he prompted as a single tear slid down her face.

“I think we have to break up,” she managed to say before her cheeks were too tight and her throat too restricted for her to physically say anything. Sebastian was taken by surprise and couldn’t believe she would ever consider leaving everything they had together.

“Where is this coming from? Come on, (Y/N) please, please don’t do this to me.”

“You promised you’d listen,” she said through another solitary tear drop. “We’ve been together for almost a year now and, well, I,” finding words was impossible and the only thing she could think of was Robin Scherbatsky. “Remember when I made you sit down and binge watch How I Met Your Mother?” she asked him. He nodded as his throat constricted with each breath. “Do you remember the episode with the Empire State Building when Robin’s sister visits and they’re talking about the different on and off ramps in a relationship?” Again he nodded, trying to figure out exactly what the gorgeous woman in front of him was trying to say. “We’ve been on the freeway for a long time Sebastian, and I…I think that, even if we are in the same lane, you’re eleven miles ahead of me.”

“What is this about?” Sebastian asked, his concern turning to frustration as it took longer for her to explain to him why she was trying to leave him.

“If our relationship was a freeway, would you consider taking an exit? Because the way I see it is that, if we’re not exiting, and we’re not getting in the carpool lane, why are we still on the damn freeway?”

“Are you putting an ultimatum on me?” he asked her, his voice started to grow defensive.

“What?”

“Are you saying that if I don’t propose, we’re over?” he asked again, this time with a hint of sadness.

“No,” she could feel the lump rising into her throat again as she held back another wave of tears. “No, I’m saying I need to get off the freeway.”

“And I don’t get a say in this?” Sebastian asked while tossing a hand in the air, trying to control the way he talks with his hands when he’s angry.

“Of course you do!” she responded, trying to soothe him before he got too upset.

“But you’ve already made up your mind,” he stated. “You want out and so there’s the out. Don’t consider me or my feelings.”

“Seb–”

“Don’t ‘Seb,’ me,” he grumbled.

“Please, just listen,” she said in a rush. “I’m too young for you; I don’t have anything to offer you and I’ll just hold you back! I could never forgive myself for keeping you from being everything that you could be,” she said in a shaky voice. “I feel that we both knew I could never be enough for you.”

“Baby, as long as you’re by my side that is enough,” he said as she paced uneasily in front of him.

“Don’t say that to me,” she snapped. “Don’t you dare say that!”

“Why shouldn’t I?” he shouted back, not sure if he were angry, upset, frustrated, or depressed. The more confused he became with his emotions, the louder and more aggressive his actions became.

“Because I can never truly fulfill you,” she stammered. “I will never truly be enough for you and you deserve to be with someone who can give you all that you deserve.”

“I don’t give a shit about you thinking you’re not enough!” he yelled while pushing himself up from the chair he sat in. His vicious and menacing eyes transformed to pained and broken before her as he pulled the palm of his hand across his face. “Don’t tell me that you’re not enough. There is nothing about you that keeps me from believing that you’re the perfect woman for me.”

“I’m not, Seb!” she yelled at him as he tried to approach her. He immediately backed off and watched as you crumpled in on yourself. “You’ve always wanted a family and I can never give that to you.” The tears in your eyes were racing those that fell from his but no matter how much she tried to look away, she couldn’t; she was addicted to him and she needed to get off of this drug before she hurried him in her problems.

“(Y/N),” he tried to call to her softly.

“Please, Seb,” she begged. “Just let me go.”

6

Me: you need to stop posting pics of jb there’s so many other idols that you have not even post once on your blog

Me: bitch do admire art ? How can’t I post about this man ?dafuq look at him stfu

reachann  asked:

Does Shiro and Keith still flirt when they text each other after years of being married????

[The Voltron FamilyKeith was at work, having his lunch break. He stayed in his office and he took out his packed lunch from his bag. He had Korean bbq chicken and he knew the rest of his family was eating the same thing. Suddenly, his phone vibrated indicating he received a message. He opened it only to see it was Shiro.

Takashi Shirogane 12:05PM
How’s the chicken, my love? ;)

Keith Kogane 12:06PM
I wouldn’t know since I was just about to taste it when SOMEONE texted me.

Takashi Shirogane 12:07PM
Oho! C'mon cmon! Take a bite! And let Chef Takashi know!!

Keith rolled his eyes fondly and actually did as he was told. He chewed and he nodded to himself, very much liking what he was eating.

Keith Kogane 12:09PM
Not bad, Chef Takashi. Master Chef Keith is very much pleased. Very good! A+++++ Hotels can now hire you for luncheons and all that.

Takashi Shirogane 12:10PM
Awww, stop it you. I’m blushing.  (◞ꈍ∇ꈍ)っ

Keith Kogane 12:12PM
Awww, baby boy using a kaomoji.

Takashi Shirogane 12:14PM
No, Keith. YOU’RE the baby boy!! So cute so handsome so squishy so adorable so soft like a baby boy. Have you seen how kissable your cheeks are?! Baby boy Keith.

Keith laughed so hard as turned his swivel chair around. Shiro was being an idiot and so was he. Good god, they were married for 10 years now and they were still flirting thru texts like a bunch of college students.

Keith Kogane 12:15PM
Am I really?

Takashi Shirogane 12:16PM
Yeah, of course. Send me a dick pic.

Keith Kogane 12:17PM
Ok. Gimme a sec.  

Takashi Shirogane 12:18PM
Oh my GOD? ARE YOU SERIOUS, KEITH?

Keith Kogane 12:21PM
Yeah, hang on. I’m sending it now. Make sure you’re alone though, baby.

Takashi Shirogane 12:22PM
I am.  

Keith Kogane 12:23PM

Takashi Shirogane 12:24PM
Hmmmmmm that is one fine Dick. I’d let this man carry me bridal style.

Keith Kogane 12:26PM
You feel me bro. YOU FEEL ME.

Takashi Shirogane 12:28PM
I always feel you Keith! HOW DARE YOU! jhdfskjfhksjdf I cannot believe you sent me this offensive photo! YOU ARE SUCH A NERD!

Keith Kogane 12:29PM
HAHAHA! You love me anyway. ;)  

Takashi Shirogane 12:30PM
I do. Very much so. And I miss you, babe. :(

Keith Kogane 12:31PM
Awwww, I miss you, too.  (ꈍヮꈍ)˘ε˘ C)

Takashi Shirogane 12:32PM
B A B Y  B O Y.   ಥ╭╮ಥ
I’m screenshotting this because you used a kaomoji to kiss me.
I’M FRAMING THIS KEITH KOGANE WITH THE TIME STAMP AND ALL.

Keith laughed so hard as he took another bite and he didn’t know that his assistants outside heard him laugh so loud.

Assistant #1: *peeks inside* *chuckles* He’s doing it again.
Assistant #2: *is newly hired* What? *peeks too*
Assistant #1: Sometimes you’d hear Mr. Shirogane laugh so hard during lunch while holding his phone. He’s basically texting his husband.
Assistant #2: *blinks* A husband? Our boss is married to a guy?
Assistant #1: *smiles* Yeah! He’s a neurosurgeon. Oh right, you prolly haven’t met him yet. He sometimes visits the office to take out Mr. Shirogane on a lunch date. They’re such a beautiful married couple. *excited* I should show you a photo! There’s one on Facebook!  *opens incognito*
Assistant #2: *sees the photo* Holy shit. He’s gorgeous. I mean, so is our boss. Like I legit had to stutter during my interview but like… *whistles* I can understand why this guy married our boss and vice versa.
Assistant #1: *grins* I know! Perhaps if you’re lucky you can see him in person tomorrow around lunch. Doctor Shirogane is such a nice man. Their kids might visit sometimes too so I need to orient you on what they look like so you don’t ignore them when they request for their Daddy.
Assistant #2: How many kids do they have?
Assistant #1: Three! Hunk, Lance and Pidge. Energetic adorable kids. *coos* *shows photos* You might see one of them in their club clothes since they will most likely come from practice. You need to make sure Mr. Shirogane’s schedule is free whenever any of his kids have a game—
Assistant #2: *stops listening as he sees Keith come out of the office to go somewhere*
Keith: *on the phone* I’ll pick up Pidge after her soccer practice. *chuckles* I love you, too, Takashi. Now will you please hung up, my daughter is on the other line. *changes line* Hey, sweetheart. Your Daddy Shiro can’t pick you up later so I will. How about we have a father-daughter date?
Assistant #2: *smiles so widely*

Yuri’s Song

Ok so today for some reason Mary’s Song came into my head and I just thought………… Otayuri childhood best-friends-to-lovers AU

Both of them growing up in the same small Russian town, Yuri with his grandfather and Otabek with his parents. Neighbours, they inevitably met when the Altin’s first moved and Yuri was dragged with Nikolai to greet the family to town (both begrudgingly, but needing to be polite.) Otabek’s eyes lighting up when he answers the door with his mama to see Yuri, a boy around his age - whereas Yuri is intimidated by the new kid and hides behind his grandfather’s legs.

Growing up together and eventually becoming inseparable. As kids, spending all day by the creek catching frogs and skipping stones. As teens, spending all night kissing by the oak tree behind Yuri’s house, terrified of being caught sneaking out but never feeling more alive.

“I was seven and you were nine, 

I looked at you like the stars that shined in the sky

The pretty lights”

-Young Yuri looking up to Otabek - patient, cool, calm and collected Otabek who fearlessly rides his bike super fast and who has the prettiest pair of brown eyes Yuri’s ever seen.

“Take me back to the house in the backyard tree,

Said you’d beat me up, 

You were bigger than me.

You never did.”

-Yuri driving Otabek mad with his tantrums and general bad-kid attitude, and sometimes refusing to stop following Beka around when the older boy was sick of his annoying friend tagging along. Having childish fights all the time, but at the end of the day Beka just ruffles Yuri’s little bowlcut hair and says “Let’s go to the corner store.” Satiated by ice cream Beka bought with his hard-earned pocket money, the two sit on Otabek’s porch and watch the first of many sunsets together. Yuri swears he’s never felt more peaceful.

“Take me back when our world was one block wide,

I dared you kiss me and ran when you tried.”

-You can’t tell me that Yura, with a sweet crush on Otabek before he even knew what a crush was, didn’t do this. And of course, standing by that Oak tree with a flutter in his stomach and having spent all of 5 minutes mustering up the nerve, when Otabek leans in to peck Yuri’s lips the blonde panics and runs all the way home. Otabek is so embarrassed, he spends the rest of the afternoon in his room until supper, when his mother knocks on his door and tells him Yuri’s at the door asking if Otabek can have dinner with him and Nikolai. He does.

“Well, I was sixteen when suddenly, 

I wasn’t that little boy you used to see,

But your eyes still shined

Like pretty lights.”

-Yuri Plisetsky absolutely blossomed into the most gorgeous human being Otabek Altin has ever seen, and he can’t believe it happened right before his very own eyes. Likewise, Yuri doesn’t realise how or when Otabek became such a man, still with that charming boyish smile and the softest gaze just for him.

“Take me back to the time we had our very first fight,

The slamming of doors instead of kissing goodnight, 

You stayed outside til the morning light.”

-Otabek would absolutely do this. The two of them fighting over something petty until it suddenly blows up, Yuri storming home and refusing to come outside or answer Otabek’s calls of “Yura, please.” But after a tearful night, he looks out of the window to see if he can catch a glimpse of Otabek at his house across the road - only to see him leaning by the stone mailbox clearly marked ‘Plisetsky,’ half asleep but still refusing to leave. Yuri grabs a blanket and a coffee and brings it out to him, and they sit and talk it out until sunrise.

“A few years had gone and come around,

We were sitting at our favourite spot in town,

Ad you looked at me,

Got down on one knee.”

-The two of them sitting together outside on lunch date on a breezy summer Tuesday at their favourite cafe, Yuri reading the menu and tucking a lock of blonde hair behind his ear. And looking so ethereal and gorgeous bathed in sunglow that Otabek knows he can’t wait a moment longer. He feels around in his jacket for the ring box he’s been carrying all week, gently kisses the pale knuckles of his Yura’s beautiful hand, and asks him.

“Take me home where we met so many years before,

We’ll rock our babies on that very front porch,

After all this time,

You and I.”

-Happily married and new fathers, the two of them continuing the chapters of their peaceful life together into parenthood. They raise their beautiful daughter and son together in the very town they were raised in, as in love as they have been from the start.

“I’ll be eighty-seven, you’ll be eighty-nine,

I’ll still look at you like the stars that shine

In the sky.”

anonymous asked:

Imagine being engaged to Harry and how he just beams whenever someone brings you up and he starts talking about he's counting down the days and that he can't wait for you to have his last name. When he hugs you, he'll bring you real close and sometimes whispers "I can't wait to for you to be mah wife" in your hair before kissing you on the forehead. The morning of the wedding, you get a text that reads "Been waiting for this day. Cant wait to spend forever with you. See you at the altar xx"

And when you do see him at the altar, it’s all you can do to keep it together, because here’s this man you love more than anything in a tuxedo, ready to marry you. He’s crying through a beaming smile, his bright green eyes shimmering in the sunlight (you’ll get married outside - probably on a cliff, because he’s Harry and he has to do it up proper). He’s overwhelmed, even though he tried his hardest to prepare himself for how beautiful you’d look. Part of him knew that he wouldn’t be able to handle how gorgeous you looked walking to him, but he’d convinced himself that he would stay strong and not shed even a single tear. Looking at you now, he knew how foolish it was to think such a thing.

He’d glance over at Anne and give her a big thumbs up, pointing at you and wiggling your eyebrows as if to say, “Look, Mum! I’ve done well!” and it makes you laugh. It eases your nerves a bit, realizing that he’s the same Harry you’ve always known, and that even through that furrowed brow of his, he’s still the love of your life and you were over the moon about standing up here with him on your wedding day, grasping his hands so tightly, you’re sure there won’t be any feeling left in them by the time you’ve said your vows.

He keeps mouthing things like, “You’re beautiful” and, “I love you” and, “I’ve got to wee!” throughout the ceremony because you’ve never been one to enjoy it when all of the attention is on you. You cry through his vows, happy that you’d chosen to go first, not knowing how you’d be able to keep yourself together had you been aware of the words he would say to you. He talks about how he had always worried about not finding someone he could live forever with; he talks about how he knew you were the one he was going to marry when it physically pained him to be away from you on tour; he talks about how he can’t imagine his life without you - how he wouldn’t want to imagine his life without you; he talks about how appreciative he is of everything you go through just because you’re with him. You’re blubbering by the end of it, and so is he, but you’ve never been happier.

When you see the ring on his finger - the simple band with your initials and the date inscribed on the inside, the simple band that’ll replace his more ornate pieces for the rest of your lives - you can’t imagine spending the rest of your life with anyone else. 

Got7 reaction to someone trying to flirt with you in front of them

Mark: You two were at a party that JYP was hosting. When you two arrived Mark left you to say hello to some staff members and other artists. You went to get a drink when a JYP trainee approach you. “What’s a beautiful thing like yourself doing here all alone?” You tried to ignore him but he was persisent. He kept talking to you not taking the hint you weren’t interested. Mark stopped talking to his friends and noticed the trainee talking to you. To say he was mad was an understatement. His blood was boiling in anger of the thought of you being harrassed. He marched over to the trainee and pushed him away from you.

“What do you think you are doing talking to my girlfriend? Stay away from her!’

Originally posted by mayfifolle

JB: JB is someone who I feel will get jealous quickly. He will not like it when guys he doesn’t know talk to you. So when he sees any guy approaching you he will be quick to throw an arm around you to make sure people know you are taken. You two will be at a restaurant when he left to go to the restroom. As soon as he left another guy came and took his seat. “You should ditch that guy and come hang out with me instead.” You tried to get him to leave you alone but he refused and insisted you leave with him. Jaebum came out of the restroom and saw what was happening. His fists started clenching ready to knock this guy on his ass. He stormed over to you and grabbed your arm ready to leave the place.

“Do you have a death wish? Get out of here before I make you regret ever laying your eyes on MY girlfriend.”

Originally posted by sugaglos

Jackson: Jackson would be bugging you about all the junk food you’re eating and insisted you two go to the store and buy healthier food. After listening to his constant complaining you finally agreed. You were having fun and was laughing at Jackson’s antics. You finally had enough food and decided to go to the check out. You were going to pay until Jackson gently pushed you away and payed for everything. While he was busy paying, the cashier turned to you and gave you a flirty smile. “Well aren’t you a pretty thing. How about I take you on a date when my shift is over?” Jackson abruptly stopped what he was doing and stared at the cashier. He grabbed you by the waist and pulled you toward him. 

“Hello. I don’t think you noticed me but I’m this pretty thing’s boyfriend. I would like it if you didn’t flirt with her in front of me. I don’t want to cause a scene here.”

Originally posted by pinkjuho

Jinyoung: When ever you two were out in public or anywhere, Jinyoung never left your side. He was always a gentleman and never left you anywhere alone and made it almost impossible for any strangers to come up and hit on you with him there. However when you were at a coffee shop and was waiting for Jinyoung to come back with the drinks one individual approached you. “I couldn’t help but notice a beautiful girl like yourself standing here by her lonesome so I had to come keep you company.” Your tried telling him you had a boyfriend and to back off but he refused to listen and instead tried to get closer to you. Jinyoung came back and saw with disbelief that this guy wasn’t backing off when it was obvious you were trying to get him away from you. He marched over ready to tell this guy off.

“Do you not see she isn’t interested? Are you blind or something? You really shouldn’t flirt with other people’s girlfriends anyway. That’s just rude.”

Originally posted by the-princejinyoung

Youngjae: This poor boy would have no idea what to do if anyone came up to you and just started flirting with you. He would just be confused as to how this even happen and if what he was hearing was right. He would watch in bewilderment that a man he didn’t know approached you at the event you were attending and started talking to you. “Can I get your gorgeous self a drink?” He watched the man wink at you and knew then that his suspicions were correct. He would sped walk towards you and back hug you tightly while trying to give the guy a hard glare.

“Sorry but this girl is already taken. Please go find another girl to flirt with.”

Originally posted by got7-garbage

Bambam: You two would be shopping when Bambam decided to drag you into a store so you could try on dresses for the event you will be attending later on in the week. You both would fall in love with a particularly beautiful dress but it wasn’t your size so Bambam left to go see if they had an extra one in the back. When he was gone, you continued browsing the other dresses to see if there was anything else you’d like when a dress was pratically shoved into your hands. “I think you would look hot in this dress. Maybe you should try it on for me.” The man attempted to give you a flirty smile. You looked at the dress and cringed at how much cleavage it would be showing. Bambam came back with the dress you both loved in his hands. He ripped the dress the man gave you out of your hands and shoved it back to the guy. 

“There is no way my girlfriend would be caught wearing that. You have awful taste. Please step away from (Y/n) and don’t let me catch you talking to her again.”

Originally posted by jypnior

Yugyeom: You would be his first real girlfriend so he would be quick to anger if he sees anything or anyone upsetting you. He doesn’t like it when anyone makes you uncomfortable and takes away your smile even for a second. So when he sees a guy approaching you at the birthday party you both were attending he would immediately start heading towards the two of you. “Hey I think you’re cute and we should go out sometime.” As soon as those words left his mouth, Yugyeom could feel anger take over his body. He speed up and placed himself in front of you and stared down the other male.

I’m only going to warn you once to back off. She’s already with me and I don’t need any other guys trying to take her from me.

Originally posted by j-miki

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Firsts

So I wrote this fanfiction about a week ago, but I wanted to wait to read the new chapter to add the final details. However, yesterday I was too shocked to write anything, and I finished this today. Hope you like it. This is basically Touken’s journey from Kaneki’s POV. You can also read it here.

Summary: Touka is not the first girl Kaneki likes, but she’s the first girl he loves.

1.

Touka is not the first girl that Kaneki likes. She is definitely not the first one to catch his interest. There were others before her. He does think she’s cute when Hide points to her at the coffee shop, so long ago it seems like centuries have passed. But, although she is attractive, he has his eyes set on another girl, who unknowingly sets his life spiraling towards the path of tragedy.

Kamishiro Rize is both beautiful and smart. And she likes the same books as Kaneki does. Not to mention, she accepts going on a date with him. Kaneki is not hopeless anymore. And he thinks this could be the start of something new, until she corners him on an empty alley and tries to eat him.

His life changes forever.

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A Special Night (Jason Todd x Reader)

Request from: Anonymous
Prompt: “When you asked me out, this is not what I had in mind”
Warnings: Swearing.

Tonight was the night, Jason Todd- Mr. Red Hood himself- was going to take you out. That was the plan at least- agreed about three weeks ago. He had said it was going to be a night to remember, and in the midst of your excitement and uneasiness, you found yourself pacing around your home.

We agreed to 7:30, right? You think to yourself, pulling out your phone in order to glance at the time. 8:10.

With a worried sigh, you bit your lip and looked over yourself in the mirror. You were wearing your nicest dress clothes, you spent about three hours on your hair in order to ensure it was perfect, and just the simple thought of all that time spent for nothing made your heart plummet. Jason wouldn’t stand you up- at least, not on purpose, and perhaps that was what you feared the most. Did something happen? Is he hurt? Is he in danger?

Your entire body seems to heave relief at the sound of the doorbell, and you all but sprint to answer it. When you open the front door, Jason is standing there, obviously out of breath, and frantically attempting to smooth out the wrinkles in his suit. He has a few leaves in his disheveled hair, which causes you to huff out a small laugh and tilt your head in confusion.

Upon hearing your laughter, he catches your gaze, and quickly straightens his back. “Oh- hey! Uh, sorry I’m late- I got a bit caught up in a… in a thing.” He notices your expression. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

You simply laugh a bit harder and lift a hand in order to snatch some of the leaves off his head. “Becoming one with nature, Jason?”

With a small blush to his cheeks- and even the tips of his ears- the raven haired male snags the leaves out of your grasp and throws them out and onto your lawn. “I uh… Yeah, let’s go with that.” He clears his throat before he holds out his hand. “Shall we be off?”

“We shall,” You respond, intertwining your fingers with his. He leads you to his motorbike, and you snarkily whisper: “Classy.”

“You’re always saying I have a bad boy complex to live by,” He responds easily, handing you a helmet.

You smirk, “True.” You accept the headgear and hop on the back of the bike, wrapping your arms around his waist. Suddenly, you feel a small amount of relief that the helmet is hiding your face. You’d honestly never ridden a motorcycle before, and this was the very first date that Jason had taken you on. The rev of the engine pulls you from your thoughts momentarily, and then you’re speeding off.

It’s about three minutes into the ride that you see Jason quickly glance behind both of you and curse under his breath.

“Dammit, seriously? Why now?” He mumbles.

“What?” You ask.

“Hold on tight, Y/N. I’m afraid we’re going to have to take a detour.”

Before you could even think to question further, your date turns sharply around a corner, and you hear bullets beginning to whiz past.

“Jay-?” You glance behind your shoulder and find a large, armored van speeding to catch up to you. Upon closer inspection, you can tell it’s Black Mask’s goons behind the wheel.

“So,” Jason drags out. “You know how I said I was caught up… in a thing?”

“Oh my god.”

“Yeah, this might have been the thing. I was sure I took care of it though, so I don’t know why the fuck this is-”

“Jason, I think there’s a red light on the back of your neck.”

“What?”

“It’s just barely peeking out from your jacket.”

He barely turns in time to dodge the next barrage of bullets the assholes send your way. He reaches back and rips the small device you mentioned off of him. “Seriously?! They placed a tracker on me, without me noticing?!

“Y’know,” you respond back, frantically looking over behind you. “When you asked me out, this is not what I had in mind!”

“You and me both, gorgeous. Say, you know how to operate a motorcycle?”

“No!”

“Great, take over.”

“Wha- Jay!” You scramble to take hold of the handle bars as the man maneuvers himself to be the one behind you.

He pulls out a hidden pistol off of his person and begins shooting back. “You’re a natural, babe!”

You grit your teeth as you do everything in your power to not swerve the vehicle. “It will take a miracle for a second date, Todd.”

“Well, people see being alive after death as a miracle, so I think I might be able to manage.”

“Why did I have to fall in love with you of all people?” You mutter, irritated with yourself for feeling a small sense of comfort when he reaches back to squeeze your shoulder as he shoots a tire off from the van.

Well, if one thing was certain, Jason wasn’t lying when he told you this was going to be a night to remember. You most definitely would never forget being chased and shot at.

Dating Jim Kirk Would Include

A/N: I got about half way through a Jim Kirk fanfiction, but then sort of wasn’t keen on it. This is my mutual compromise with my brain to remind myself how important this wonderful, gorgeous man is. Want to see me write one of these about your fave? Request!

Originally posted by stnetwork

  • Jim is always flirting with you. He’s a talented and practised flirt, but knows when to be subtle around other crew members; not subtle enough to stop Bones rolling his eyes so hard they practically fall out of his head, though.

  • He’s always organising adventurous dates. From Romulan Ale tasting to trekking on Mars, Jim loves to give you a rush and experience every new sensation with you. If you only live once, Jim wants you to do it in style.

  • He’d do anything to protect you. Even though Jim acts pretty cool and collected, at a moments trouble he’s willing to step into incredible danger to protect you. Of course, he’d sacrifice anything for his crew; but something about the way he stands in front of you when danger approaches lets you know he’ll never falter.

  • When you’re feeling stressed, he wraps his arms around your waist from behind and kisses your neck. He’s tender and gentle about it, just letting you know that he’s here and he cares. It always makes you smile.

  • You literally take his breath away. Sometimes he has to do a double-take when he first sees you just to remind himself how lucky he is. He’s always been a bit of a Romeo, but he’s never truly connected with anyone like he has with you. And he knows that. He really, really does.

  • He’s an awesome gaming buddy. Jim craves his downtime, so he absolutely loves gaming with you. He’s a big fan of immersive gaming; something he likes to not let Scotty get wind of lest he’s coerced into playing Dungeons and Dragons with the engineering deck.

  • He wants to tell you how you make him feel. But he finds it so, so hard. He’s never loved anyone before. Not once, not ever. But he just can’t help himself. At first he tried to deny it; but now, he knows. And while he knows he’ll struggle to tell you because of how vulnerable it’ll make him feel; it’s all that’s on his mind.
Imagine Dean slowly falling in love with you

Word count: 1094

Request by: @di-the-whovian-potterhead

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: Sexual references I guess

A/N: It’s kinda different from what I usually write so sorry if you dont like it <3

“I still remember the day that we first met. You were a complete Jerk,” You said leaning closer into your boyfriend’s chest causing him to chuckle.


Chatter filled the crowded bar as you pushed your way past people in order to buy you and your friends the next round of drinks. You signalled the bartender, telling him your order before turning and looking around the room, your fingers tapped the bar as you waited patiently for your drinks.

Your friends had decided to take you out to cheer you up as you had just come out of a long relationship due to you walking in on your partner cheating on you.

Once your order was finally ready, you thanked the bartender and grabbed the large tray of drinks. Walking back to the table, your mind drifted off to your now ex-boyfriend, sure you would miss him, but how could he do that to you? Tears threatened to overflow your eyes when suddenly, the tray in your hand was pushed and the drinks had covered your body.

You looked up in shock and anger to see a man with gorgeous green eyes wearing a plaid shirt. You had to admit, he was extremely handsome but at this point you were more mad at the fact he had rudely pushed into you and still hadn’t apologised.

“Are you kidding me?” you asked with a joking but serious tone in your voice, “Watch where you’re going jerk.”

He blankly looked at you up and down before speaking.

“Oh I’m sorry, did Daddy’s little princess get her expensive designer shirt all sticky and wet?” Sarcasm laced his voice.

Wow, I didn’t think that it was possible to be that big of an arrogant dick.”

“Arrogant, no, big, yes.” He gave you a mocking smile before turning away still not even apologising.

You scoffed before walking back to the table your friends were on.

“You will not believe what just happened!”


“Yeah, I was a complete asshole,” he spoke, one hand resting around your waist and the other running through your hair, “but you definitely put me in my place when you rescued me and Sammy from them vampires. I guess you always have been the dominant kind,” he joked causing you to laugh pushing him away from you.

“You bet I saved you and Sam’s ass that night. You should be lucky your brother was with you, because there was no way in hell I was just saving ‘the jerk from the bar’.”


You bust open the door to the room, not even taking a glance at the hostages the vampires had caught before kicking, punching and slicing your way through all of them.

The last head rolled to the floor and the only sound filling the room was your panting breath. Eventually, you looked up shocked to see the asshat from the bar tied up, next to him was a man with long-ish hair, I guess it’s his brother or something.

Jerk’s face was filled with shock.

You laughed, oh this was too sweet, the things you could say to him right now.

“Oh my lord! Did daddy’s little princess just get her designer shirt dirty in order to save big dick’s life?” you joked, “Why on Earth would I do that when I can just get my butler to save-“

“I’m sorry,” he mumbled an apology which you obviously heard but you just wanted to saviour the moment.

“What? What was that? I didn’t quite catch that.”

“I’m sorry!” He said louder, his head moving upwards to catch his eyes with yours, “I was an idiot, I should have apologised there and then, I was stressed and I was stupid, and I took it out on you, so I’m sorry, really.”

The room was silent for a few seconds as you processed what he had just said.

“Okay,” you untied both of them before pointing your finger towards his face, “but if you ever talk to me that way again, or anyone else for that matter, I promise you I will cut of your big arrogant dick.”

“Deal,” he said smugly.


“Dean?” you asked quietly snuggling impossibly closer into his chest.

“Hmm,” he responded.

“When was the first time you knew that you liked me?”

There was a moment of silence as Dean thought.

“I think I always knew but I remember, you had been living in the bunker with me and Sammy for a month and a bit…”


You quickly turned the page of the book. It was 2am, you had been researching all night and day for where the rouge demons would strike next and you still had little to no idea.

Suddenly, the door to the room opened revealing Dean with a look of surprise on his face.

“What are you doing up Y/N?”

“I couldn’t sleep; I need to find where these demons are going to strike next.”

“Come on Y/N you need to sleep, or at least take a break, for me?”

You looked up into his green eyes.

“Fine, what do you suggest we do?”

“Want to get pizza?” he asked knowing that you could never say no to pizza.

“Yes, that is the best thing you have ever said to me Big D,” you jumped up from your chair slamming your research book closed.

“Again with that nickname, I said it one time when we first met, you’re never going to let me live that down are you?”

“Nope, now come on Big D, you owe me some pizza.” you joked


“Oohh! I remember that night we drove over 100 miles at 2am to find a pizza place which was open because you sir, was adamant that we had to have pizza,” you laughed poking his chest.

“Hey! I promised you pizza didn’t I, and you got pizza right?”

“Yes I definitely did.” You chuckled looking up into your boyfriend’s eyes and in that moment you realised how much you truly loved him as did he with you.

“Y/N,” nervousness seemed to lace his voice, “I- I love you”

“I love you too,” you replied, your eyes never leaving his as you leaned in to kiss him but this kiss seemed different to all of the others you had shared with him and anyone else in fact. This kiss was filled with passion and love. His arm snaked its was around your waist and your hand found its way into his hair and in that moment both you and Dean realised how much you both sincerely loved each other.

Stargirl

Pairing: Thor x Reader.

Warnings: A lot of fluff.

Summary: Stars are your thing, and what a better companion than a man who lives up in space? Well, him and a group of not-so-sneaky avengers.

A/N: Gifs not mine,


Originally posted by dangered

“Do you need a sparring companion?” Thor startled you as he let the gym doors close with a loud thud. “Sorry, I should’ve announced myself.”

“Don’t worry,” you breathily smiled, “I was just finishing anyway, but thank you.” You held on to the punching bag and leaned your head onto it. “Uhh… what’s up?”

“I was just passing by and…” he suddenly became nervous and you saw how he scratched his head and forehead, “and I thought that… I could keep you company! But I see you’re… just about to leave, so uhh—I might—”

“You can walk me to my room?” You offered with a smile. “I mean, if you still wanna keep me company.”

“Yes!” He replied gleefully. “I’d love to do that!” He pointed the way out. “After you.” You bowed your head and led the way out of the training room.

You two barely spoke on the way there and god knows it was a long one. What you did do was sharing furtive looks and silly giggles as you walked together. You had some sort of notion about Thor’s feelings towards you; you were not a blind idiot, and the Asgardian wasn’t a quiet lover, so to speak.

You “accidentally” overheard a conversation he was having as he sparred with Captain; his movements were sloppy and Rogers almost had him against the ropes, but Natasha urged you to turn on the volume of the security cameras of the training room and that’s when the news hit you like a snowball right in the middle of the face. Thor was confessing Cap about his feelings for you, while the super-soldier only tried to kick his ass.

You too were very fond of him; he was a great sparing companion –though not the fairest one— and not to mention how much of a great team you were in battle. You had some sort of natural ability with all things related to the soil and ground, so moving boulders and creating great barriers of stone were a good way of keeping each other safe and having some sort of fun.

More than once, one of you got injured and there you were, cleaning each other wounds and just being a ball of fluff with each other. About five months went by from the accidental overhearing, and as much as everyone teased the two of you, no move was made. Until that day.

“So, did you have an enriching training?” He dared to ask. “You looked really good.”

“You mean all sweaty and shit?” You cocked an eyebrow.

“I thought you looked pretty—invincible.” He blushed. “Yes, pretty invincible.” You laughed nervously, not sure of what to do or say next, but luckily he was eager to erase from your mind that awful attempt of flirting. “Uhh… you know, I heard on the TV there was some huge star happening tonight.” You looked up at him, with a glimpse of a too obvious excitement in your eyes. “I believe you’re a bit interested.”

“Uh—yeah.” You tried to play it cool, and failed miserably at it. “I might be a bit interested… I mean, astronomy is my favorite topic and all that… and yeah—I was aware of the cosmic happening tonight.”

“I know a thing or two about stars so… may I keep you company tonight?”

“Like a mere companion or…?” Your voice faded in perfect timing, because Thor began to speak almost cutting you off.

“Would you prefer a date?” You were startled by the same man two times in just one day, and it was a bit obnoxious. “Or not?”

“A date would be just fine.” You nodded. “So, this is my room, I gotta get changed…” You said, still a bit reluctant to let go of him and his company. “So, this is my room… thank you for the company… I’ll see you tonight.” You bit your bottom lip and stepped on the tip of your toes to kiss his cheek.


“Did you do this all by yourself?” You asked, still a bit shocked by how neatly prepared the picnic was. There were sandwiches covered with paper towels and he had a bottle of wine and glasses for the two of you perfectly set. “Thor, this is gorgeous.” You looked at him and smiled widely. “Oh lord… uhh—I just don’t know what to say man,” you covered your mouth with your hand, “I love it, all of this.”

“I’m glad.” He smiled and invited you to sit down on a blanket.

He had made sure there was no storm that night, not even a bit of rain and no cloud up in the sky, and thanks to his great imagination, he headed to a hidden spot of the compound. Anyone would’ve thought he was trying to get in your pants, but actually the spot was great for stargazing. The cosmic ballet was about to go on.

You took out your camera and made the special arrangements to capture each little star in the night sky that you’d later post on social media. Thor looked at you with fascination, and as he smiled to himself he grew fonder of you. He already was, and he already loved you, but seeing you enjoy so much with such a little thing was what he liked the most about you.

“How did you guess that I liked to do this?” You asked, not even daring to face Thor. It was dark enough to hide the redness of your cheeks, but your voice gave you away. “I mean… I’m not good at telling.”

“Yeah,” he agreed, chuckling with you, “but I’ve seen you watch that TV show about the universe and the stars and all that, and remember I told you I saw on the news this event. It’s fascinating to see how you humans want to know so much but still get so little.”

“Dude, you’re fascinating.” You sighed, leaning your head on his shoulder and letting him cross his arm behind your back. It was cold, and you could use the warmth of his huge body. “Thank you, this has been a great night.”

“You deserve it, princess.” Thor squeezed you closer and placed a gentle kiss on the top of your head. “Are you cold?”

“Just a bit.” You shrugged. But he immediately took out a blanket from the basket and extended it over your back, you were a stargazing double burrito and you loved it. “Thanks.” You looked up and only saw a pair of eyes shining and getting smaller as he smiled.

Out of a sudden, you two hear something like a twig breaking, or more than one twig. Following that, indistinct murmuring and some heavy steps that turned into clear whining. The steps came closer only to reveal a pair of mischievous avengers that hid behind the bushes.

“Enjoying the lightshow, stargirl?” Tony teased. “It was about damn time you two snapped out of it and decided to go on a date together.”

“What?” You squealed. “What are you guys doing here? Get the hell out!”

“Stop pestering us with your childish nonsense.” Thor rolled his eyes. “(Y/N) and I were having the time of our lives before you two came in.”

“Yeah, no shit you were.” Clint teased. “You’re gonna make her see other kind of stars later on?”

“Barton!” You scolded him, thanking the night for being so dark that no one would see the furious blush on your cheeks. “That is none of your business!” You inhaled sharply, trying to keep yourself together. “You better get going, Odinson and I were on a date.”

Clint and Tony reluctantly left, slapping each other for their lack of spying abilities. Thor scratched the back of his head and stuttered for a while before he could finally say something.

“Thor, calm down.” You tried to sooth him down by placing your hands over his. Worked perfectly.

“Uhh… do you prefer lying down?” He sheepishly asked. “I mean, I’m not trying to take advantage of you, but I believe the warmth of the blanket would be better that way…”

“Only if I can rest my head on your chest…” You set the condition. He let out a breathy chuckle, feeling the relief that your words gave him and nodding.

He was the one to lay down on the cloth first, and then you snuggled over him, and then Thor placed the blanket over the two of you, paying special attention to your coverage. He crossed an arm behind your back and pulled you close enough to kiss the top of your head again. You tilted your head upwards and found his eyes looking at you with such love that you’d probably melt right there. It was now or never, and you were ready to give your all. You sneaked your way closer to his face and pressed your lips against his, regretting having taken so long to do that.

Oh, Baby - Part 5 (Final)

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 3,514

Summary: The reader gets distracted and crashes into Baby, making Dean an instant enemy. What happens when they get stuck working together?

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4


“Y/N?”

You’re feeling seriously conflicted and for some reason you’re just staring at his beautiful face.

“Are you gonna say anything?” Dean pleads looking nervous.

Are you gonna say anything?! You can barely breathe right now. Talk about mixed fucking signals. Is this guy trying to drive you insane? 

Dean is watching you closely and he has no clue what you’re thinking. He definitely expected a reaction but instead you’re just staying mute.

“I guess you don’t feel the same.”  He sighs and swears under his breath before getting up and walking towards the door.  

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with the lights out (it’s less dangerous)

Pairing: Jerome Valeska x Reader
Rating: E for smut
Words: 3368
Requested by: Anonymous

You didn’t know how he managed it but he was stalking you, like a predator, and you weren’t sure why. What did he want to do to you? Fuck you? Strangle you? Both? The uncertainty unsettled you and put you on the defensive, something that only seemed to amuse Jerome.

Originally posted by pleasingpics

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  • Qrow: Man, let me ask you something; how did two liquor jockeys like us manage to land two of the classiest women on Remnant?
  • Junior: Couldn't tell you. Me, a shady bartender, getting a graceful academy administrator? Who could've guessed?
  • Qrow: What about me? Some lowlife alcoholic managing to be with a gorgeous military officer? How the hell did that happen?
  • Junior: I dunno man, but what I do know is; we're lucky that we have them to keep us out of trouble.
  • Qrow: Amen to tha-
  • *EXPLOSION*
  • Drunk Glynda: YOU DO NOT TALK BACK TO ME, YOU FILTHY DEGENERATE!
  • *EXPLOSION*
  • Drunk Winter: OH "GLACIER TITS" HUH? THINK THAT'S FUNNY? WE'LL SEE HOW FUNNY IT IS WHEN AN ICICLE IS THROUGH YOUR STERNUM!
  • *Pandemonium Ensues*
  • Junior + Qrow: *Stunned silence*
  • Junior: We should... probably stop that...
  • Qrow: Yeah, who knows when they may start... sloppily fighting one another?
  • Junior: *Disapprovingly glares at Qrow*
  • Qrow: *Glares back with a face that says "Am I wrong though?"*
  • Junior: ... You're an asshole. *Doesn't stop the carnage*
How You Met (Teen Wolf Preference)

Originally posted by moan-s


Scott McCall:

You were freaking out. Was it necessary? Probably not. In fact, it definitely was not. Dr. Deaton assured you, Maxx was fine. Although, he was giving him a thorough once over just to ease your mind (he was looking over test results at the moment). You watched as the the 80lb ball of lovable mischief and fur happily let the vet tech pet him.

“If you don’t mind my asking… How did this happen exactly?”

“Well, I was planning on starting this diet, so I threw all my food away even though…” You stopped yourself for a moment, thinking maybe you shouldn’t go into details about your diet to the cute stranger that looked oddly familiar, “Anyways, I came home from school and this guy was in the trash with his stupid adorable face covered in chocolate…. He is lucky he’s so cute.”

“Hey, my mom says that… Not that I’m saying that I’m, well, I uh- Hi, I’m Scott.” He stuck his hand out to you with a goofy grin.

“(Y/N)… Wait, are you in my English class?”

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