even my sister said it was bad

I came up with a “humans as aliens” scenario on the bus and now I’m writing a story snippet.

Karikki was sitting in the ship’s mess when the most recent addition to the crew stumbled into the room and collapsed into a chair with a relieved groan, dropping her head onto the table.

“Rough shift?” ie said, making a sympathetic noise as ie broke off another piece of ir food pack.

Melanie Dupré, recently hired on as a ship’s mechanic and as of one month ago the only human crewmember of the Xanaki Star, mumbled something into the table before lifting her head so that her translator could actually be of use.

“I could swear the ventilation ducts actually hate me personally,” she said. “I’ve been running around all day.” A look of horror crossed her features then, and she groaned again, dragging her hand across her eyes. “And I left my food packs in my room. Goddamn it.”

Karikki churred soothingly. “Don’t worry about it, you can have one of ours,” ie said, getting to ir feet and digging one of the vacuum-sealed silver packs out of the pantry.

Melanie made a noise that Karikki had learned to interpret as grateful and peeled the pack open, looking down at it dubiously. “You’re sure this is okay?”

“We’re nutritionally compatible!” Karikki said. “The captain checked, before we hired you on. Just in case you ran out of your own supplies. It should be fine.”

“Okay. Thanks,” she said, breaking off a square of the compressed nutrition block and popping it into her mouth.

A look crossed her face then that it took Karikki a moment to identify: disgust, ie realized. That was disgust–which was made all the clearer when Melanie gagged and grabbed a napkin, spitting the square out into her hand. “Oh my god,” she said.

Karikki could feel ir antennae fluttering anxiously. “What’s wrong? Are you okay? Is that a bad texture for humans?”

Melanie wiped her mouth, scrubbing at her tongue with the side of her hand. She shook her head. “No, the texture’s fine, it’s just like one of our protein blocks. It’s the [——], I’m sorry, I don’t mean to offend you, but it’s awful! How can you eat that?”

Karikki flicked ir ear. “Sorry, say that again? I think your translator cut out in the middle. It’s the what?”

“The [——]. It [——] awful. I’m so sorry.”

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Imagine being one of Negan's wives and Carl having a crush on you, only for your husband to start teasing him about it a little too much

(I turned this from a Daryl to a Negan ome shot as it has been a while since i’ve wrote one for him :3 Especially some fluff! Hope it is as requested and you all like it :3 Gifs not mine/found them on google/credits to the original owners.)

Since you had been so good with your begging and pleas, Negan had decided to take you along to his recent visit to Alexandria.

He called it a date between you and him and it made you laugh to hear him say that, without denying him, you also love the idea of being the only wife for one day.

It had been quite some time since Negan had made a deal with the community there and from what you’ve heard about the place you couldn’t help but want to visit to see it with your very own eyes.

The drive was long enough but you had quite some time to fool around and enjoy the company of Negan.

Upon arrival at the gate, you weren’t disappointed. The walls were high and everything seemed so secure with not even one walker in sight that you just had to make a comment about how drab the Sanctuary looked in comparison.

“Wow…This makes our home look like way crappier than it already does!”

Your husband laughed and shook his head at your comment. Leaning closer, he whispered in your ear, “Really? Better than our sweet home? Do you need me to show you every corner of our place…with my dick inside you…to be reminded of how great it is all again…”

You held in your laughter at his joke and pushed him away from you, asking him to stop as he kept trying to get closer and closer.

He was always like that with you, making crude jokes while you were being innocent for a moment. You like that about him actually and for once it made you forget about what the world had become.


Although, he was this cheerful and in a mood, it came to a stop when the cars themselves stopped. After he stepped out, being a gentleman to you he hand led his hand to help you out of the car.

The gate opened to reveal the people there and with no hesitation you smiled softly as you would usually.

You greeted them and from their expressions, you could tell they hadn’t expected someone like you to be around all of these Saviors.

It felt a little awkward as they got quiet from your bright way of greeting them but nonetheless they acknowledge you, despite it mostly being from the way Negan had glared at them.

You took in the view and your amazement couldn’t be stopped. The houses and the people, truly reminded you of your neighborhood.

Without even asking, you kissed Negan’s cheek and walked passed him, having decided to take a tour on your own, while he and the others went on about their business.


Luckily for you, it was a warm sunny day, making it easy to just wander around. It had been quiet some time since you had seen any other people than the faces you knew, you couldn’t help but smile at each of them.

Suddenly, you took notice of a young boy walking around while pushing a stroller. You knew for a fact, that there must’ve been a baby inside and quickly you made your way towards him.

You just love kids so much, you had to hold the baby, especially since it’s been ages since you’ve seen one.

As you got closer to the boy, you carefully greeted him and smiled.

“Hi…It’s a nice day to take a stroll…”

As Carl heard you, he stopped himself. He looked at you from head to toe and could tell you were probably several years older than him yet nonetheless, you were quite pretty to him.

Not to mention how nicely you were dressed, it made him blush at the thought of how pretty you were, not even for a moment that he thought you were among the Saviors.

He stuttered and looked away, realizing his actions and simply answered, “I-It is!”

You chuckled and approached him, trying to catch a glimpse of inside the stroller. He noticed you and as you looked back up at him, you shrugged and tucked your hair behind your ear.

You saw the child and instantly couldn’t help but let out how cute she was.

“Aw…Is this your little sister?”

He nodded and opened the visor to reveal the cute little blonde girl. He told you her name and signaled you that you could stroke her hair.

“Yeah, she is…Her name’s Judith…”

“Judith…That’s a pretty name…Do you mind if I hold her?”

It unnerved him to hear you and made him realize he had no idea of where you came from. He seemed in deep thought and ended up staring at you even more to check if you had any weapon on you.

He figured things out and nodded at you. “No not at all…Go ahead…”, he said as he stood by and took her out for you.

Your smile grew to see her and even more as you held her in your arms.

“Wow…Such a pretty little girl, you are…Yes you are…look at your small little hands…so cute…”

Compliments from you, kept pouring in as you held the little girl. She was undeniably adorable and from the way she acted with you, she clearly enjoyed you.

She cupped your face and laughed as you playfully shook your head and kept her entertained for quite some time, even earning you a little peck from her.

It surprised Carl to see his little sister get so comfortable with a stranger but still made him smile to look at you both.

“I think she really likes you…”

You turned your attention back to him and nodded along, joking around with him.

“I think so too…She really has good taste in people!”

As he laughed, you then ended up staying by and playing with her for a long while, making Carl grow to trust you.

You both spoke to each other as well and had seem to hit it off well. He thought it was easy to speak to you and couldn’t help but laugh and smile from your genuine humor.

He just felt so comfortable, he had forgotten about his worries for a moment and you had both ended sitting by the porch of his house.

He even noticed how prettier you were and couldn’t stop himself from staring at your features. He blushed every time you would look back at him and even worst when you had praised him for being so brave.


As the time passed, you had notice everyone starting to walk away and decided to get up. You handed him his little sister back and smiling at him, you said, “Well…I guess I have to get back now…My people are about to leave…”

It caught him off guard, you were apart of the Saviors, he couldn’t believe it.

“Y-you’re with them?”

You nodded and ruffled his hair to try and cheer him up from his obvious worried and concern look.

“Don’t worry…Not all of them are bad…”

He liked the way you had touched him and you noticed how hard he blushed from it. It made you smile again and wanting him to trust you, you pecked him quickly on the cheek.

“See you next time, Carl…”

As you said that and were about to walk away, suddenly a familiar voice roared.

“Woah! Holy shit! Carl! Are you trying to steal MY woman!”

It was Negan and he was making his way towards you both rather quickly. He stared at the boy wide eyed and with a rather funny expression, not understanding the situation.

Hearing him, you turned back to look at him and just shook your head, knowing that he was probably going to make some bad jokes about it.

In all honesty, it shocked Carl even more to know that you were with Negan and couldn’t hide his disappointment from him.

“S-She’s with you?”

Negan smirked and approached closer to you, grabbing your waist tightly to him. You stared at him and he stared back at you. He was smirking, oddly it seemed more than genuine and you couldn’t tell if it was because he was having fun or was it because he was admitting to you being his, either way it made your heart skip a beat to see him like that.

“Hell freaking yeah! She’s mine! What did you think?!”

Carl was oddly getting pissed and just didn’t want it to be true that you belong to Negan, especially as he knew you weren’t the only wife he had.

He felt somewhat bad and feeling confident about himself, he got up and faced your man.

“I just didn’t think someone like her would willingly want to be with a psycho like you!”

He nearly spat at Negan and his comment definitely made him laugh. You laughed as well and shook your head.

“Goddamn! Right on! Now that is the badassness I wanted! Wanna fight me for her?”

You rolled your eyes at his comment and grabbed his arm to pull him away.

“Come on Negan…Stop messing around with him…I’m so sorry Carl…”

He didn’t budged and stared at the boy for a long while with his big grin, wide eyed and realized something. He kept blushing and staring at you, making him understand that he certainly grew to have a crush on you.

However, he had also witness you pecking on his cheek and knew that also had to be another reason behind his redness.

Instead of leaving him alone, he leaned backwards and made another comment to see his reaction.

“Are you still blushing? Oh come on! You’re supposed to be a badass…Not a blushing boy… Don’t tell me it was that kiss…Come on when a hot woman, like Y/N, kisses you, you don’t lose your balls like that! If you’re going to steal my woman might as well be worthy of it, kid!”

He kept egging him on and you just felt bad for him and even more when your husband mentioned the young boy’s missing eye.

“Tell me…Did you show her…Your awesome missing eye…You know…The socket…the dried up blood…”

You could see that from his words, Carl suddenly was shying away from him. His head dropped down and himself trying to cover his bandage with his hair as Negan kept getting closer.

“Don’t be like that! Show her your eye! You like her don’t you! If you do then show her what you are and who you really are! A psychopathic future serial killer with a disgusting eye…That’s who you are…”

His nose was now crinkling and you knew he was more than on the verge of tears, and that you couldn’t handle it, the idea of child crying was a little too much for you.

You pulled Negan back and went closer to Carl. Turning towards your old man, you crossed your arms and sternly told him, “Alright, enough Negan…You’re making him cry…It’s not funny anymore…”


As Carl heard you, he figured you would side with him even more if he gave you a real show and just decided to go with it. He teared up even more and as you heard him, you turned to look at him to wrap your arm around his shoulder.

You pulled him closer and with your other hand you wiped his tears away. It made Negan instantly jealous and suddenly he stood up straight, trying to ask you to come back to him.

“It’s okay Carl…Don’t listen to him…He’s always like that…”

He nodded and you felt his breathing being ragged. It tore you up even more and stroking his hair, you looked him in the eye and said, “You don’t need to worry so much about your eye…You’re a charming young man…That’s just a little scar, don’t let it be your weakness and bring you down…Especially not from a big man child like Negan!”

You shot your gaze back at him and he looked shocked. It made you smirk to see him that way and as you looked back at Carl, you noticed him nodding and wiping his tears away.

“Thank you, Y/N…”, he mumbled under his breath. It made you feel oddly warm to cheer him up that way and you couldn’t resist to peck him on the cheek again and pull him into a hug as you said your goodbyes. His sister cheered him up as well with her own hug and you all stayed in a little embrace for a moment, making your husband more than jealous of the situation.

“Don’t mention it…See you next time…Okay…”, you said as you stroked his hair back and cupped his cheek for a moment.

You then looked back at Negan and crossing your arms, said, “And you mister! No more teasing him like that…he’s not yours to torment!”

He couldn’t find anything to say and as you approached him he opened his mouth, only for you to push him away and walk pass him.

You were being playful with him and laughed as he called your name from behind. He turned back to look at Carl and noticed him smiling.


He had thought of apologizing for it but seeing him like that, dumbfounded him and pointing towards him, he said,“Wh-Why the hell are you smiling? Y-you were a mess earlier…”

Carl shrugged and feeling bold told him, “I was…But you know…I can pretend…and I got Y/N to cheer me up…She kissed my cheek twice…She hugged me…and most importantly she picked me over you…”

And with that, he turned back to walk in his house, leaving Negan shocked behind.

It made him stutter out, “Y-you! You tricked her! Unfair! Hey come back out!”

In a slight panic, he ran back towards you and started acting like a pouty and grumpy kid.

“Y/N! Y/N! Y/N! Wait for me!”


He was quite fast and surprised you as he stood near you. Walking with you towards the cars, he held your arm and reported to you what had happened.

“Carl lied to you! He was faking it! The tears and everything else!”

You rolled your eyes at him and shook your head to hear him. You just had a feeling Negan was being petty and acting like that just to get your attention.

“Yeah right…Your words and attitude really didn’t get under a young boy’s skin…Jeez Negan…Like i’d ever believe that…”

“B-but- He admitted it!”

“No buts mister…I’ve seen you make grown men and women cry like that from your unnecessary comments…so a young teenager is no exception…”

He frowned even more and looked away from you, he just couldn’t believe you weren’t siding with him.

You laughed to check on him and decided to cheer him back up as you got nearer to the cars.

“Are you seriously jealous of a teenager, Negan?”

He looked back at you and seemed to hesitate between yes and no. You sighed and cupped his face and told him, “Well you shouldn’t…I love you…Not anyone else…”

At those words, his smile came back and he chuckled. Shrugging out of excitement, he held your hands in his and asked you, “Really?”

“Yes, really…Now stop acting like a baby…and get over it…”

He bit his lip and ended up nodding in agreement until you added more.

“Also…No more teasing him like that…I know you were trying to be playful…But that’s not the way to get to know a kid at first…Maybe when you get closer, you can start teasing and roasting him like that…”

He looked up and down and took a deep breath before looking back into your eyes. He reluctantly nodded and ended up agreeing.

“Fine…i’ll try…I won’t hurt his little feelings…”

“That’s good to hear…”

You nodded along and pecked him on the lips to hear his answer. You stared at each other with a smile and about to laugh, only for him to add a little something.

“Yeah…but that doesn’t mean I won’t keep my eyes off of him from now on whenever you’re around…”

As you opened the door to get in the car, you stood still for a moment and tilted your head to the side as you asked him to explain.

“What do you mean by that?”

He seemed taken aback and ended staying by the open car door just as you before answering you in his loud voice.

“Don’t tell me you didn’t notice?! Y/N it’s been the subject matter since the freaking beginning! He clearly has some weird fucking crush on you! Did you see the way he looked at you?!”

You laughed at his meaning and knew it was the perfect moment to tease him about it.

“Negan, language! And…Of course I noticed! It’s me we were talking about…Of course that was bound to happen…I just have that magic on every guy!”

You wiggled your eyebrows at him and smirk mischievously, leaving him hanging as you stepped in the car.

He followed you and was trying to convince you of never coming back to make sure Carl wasn’t going to have his hopes up, only for you to laugh and be adamant about coming back and keeping the promise you made to the young man, making him get frustrated again.

"She used to be my queen." Bellamy Blake/ Roan imagine.

You and Bellamy had been together since the Ark. So you were one of the 100 that were sent to see if the Earth was habitable.
Turns out it wasn’t.
While things had been trying between you and Bellamy since Clarke had left. You two had been fighting over little things lately.
You both had changed since the young teens who knew peace back on the Ark. You had seen so much death that much like Octavia, you went to the grounder path.
Right now you two were arguing about whether or not Clarke leaving was selfish.
“Clarke had every right to leave Bellamy!” You grunted as he brought the topic again.
“Whatever.” He rolled his eyes.
“What happened to you?” You whispered as you realized how distant he’d been lately.
“(Y/n)-what the hell does that mean?!” He raised a brow. Jaw clenched.
“What happened to sweet Bellamy? Ever since we hit Earth you’ve been cocky.” You asked as a matter of factly.
“Me?! You’re asking what the hell happened to me?! (Y/n) look at you! You’re a grounder!”
“Oh and suddenly that’s bad?! You’re sister is one!”
“(Y/n) you’re not even you anymore. Makes me mad.”
“And you think I’m totally cool with you being like this?!” You shrieked.
“Get out. We’re done.”
“Excuse me?!” You scoffed.
“Leave. Out of my life. Or the camp. See if I care.” He growled.
Octavia, who had been spying on the conversation heard her brother and gasped.
(Y/n) pushed back tears.
“Okay.” She stated strongly.
Bellamy realized what he said.
“Don’t ever expect to see me again. Bellamy Blake.” She whispered as Octavia ran over.
(Y/n) heard a crack of thunder as she turned on her heel. She felt as thought her heart weight a ton.
“Bellamy! What the hell!” Octavia shouted. Light rain scattered over the camp as Bellamy stood there.
(Y/n) pulled her hood up as she mounted her horse.
“Goodbye Arcadia.” She murmured as she nodded for someone to open the gate.
“OPEN THE DAMN GATE.” She shouted as no one went to open the gate.
“Let’s go Whiskey. GO.” She shouted over the rain, which was now heavily pouring.
She didn’t stop till the camp looked to be the size of her thumb.
“Good riddance.” She whispered as a tear rolled down her face.
Time proceeded as it does.
(Y/n) grew stronger in certain practices. Like being known as an infamous warrior who fought for a cause. Much like a black widow figure.
This was talk of all the people, Trikru, Azgeda, Polis. A certain Ice Nation king took notice.
“Find her. Bring her to me.” He ordered.
Not three days later she was brought in. A bag over her head as she kicked and screamed. Not doing much good due to the gag in her mouth.
“Hir yu laik.” (Here you are King.) The servant.
“Leave us.” He ordered and everyone filed out. He walked up to (Y/n) and gently took off the bag and rag.
“Huh. No one ever said you were as gorgeous as you are.” He smirked and she rolled her eyes.
“No one ever said you were cocky. Guess we were both misinformed huh?” She stated icily.
He smirked.
*Time lapse*
Bellamy fought the guards as they pushed him away from the throne room.
“I demand to speak with Roan now.” He barked angrily. He pushed open the doors.
Roan raised a brow as he sat back.
“Roan. We need to talk.”
“This should be good.” He rolled his eyes.
“Your highness, Artemis requests to see you. Immediately.”
Bellamy rolled his eyes. What could be so important.
“Ah. My darling queen.”
“My handsome king.” Bellamy whirled around as his eyes widened.
There she was. She looked great. Her hair was longer. A crown happily sat atop her head much like the one Roan had on his head.
“Bellamy. Meet my queen…(Y-”
“(Y/n).” He whispered.
“And how do you know this.”
“Because she use to be my queen.” Bellamy stated sadly.

Diamonds aren't sister. Ignore me if you like.

I actually don’t mind ppl claiming the diamonds as sister, I’m alright with that. Though I always get harassed by many of them for shipping them.

Anyway I have some opinions about that diamonds aren’t sister at all. And this might not make sense because my English suck.

-let’s say that Ruby and Sapphire have the same chemical composition and crystal structure, they’re same gem type but different and they’re together as lovers. Yellow and Blue diamond are same type of Diamonds but they’re different just like Ruby and Sapphire having same gem type. Even we don’t know much about the diamonds, but so far we know that it was confirmed that Blue have deep love for the diamonds. (I think as she care for them.)

I know they’re not together as lovers (well I wish they were. Hoping so.) but I enjoy drawing them together as couples.

-here another reason gems can’t be sister unless they would like claim them as sister just like amethyst calling Jasper as sis. Though Gems aren’t still humans nor have blood related. They all are aliens with mass hologram body. (They’re bunch of talking rocks.)

Also here another that Garnet once said about “family doesn’t exist in homeworld” if I recall.


Once again if you claim the diamonds as sister, that’s alright. I actually like that even though I also ship them as none related sister. I hope I didn’t got anyone mad or anything over this. And sorry for my bad English, I did my best.

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A/N: This wasn’t requested but it is of the new episode. Keep requesting


“You don’t have to do this, you know that right? I know you weren’t Jason’s number one fan” you tell your boyfriend, Jughead

“Look I may have hated Jason, but he is your brother and with all the attention on your parents and sister, who’s looking after you” he explains carefully. Everyone in town knew how horrible your parents were and everyone who went to your school knew what Cheryl was like and even though your sister and you got closer after his death doesn’t mean that it wasn’t harder for you than anyone else when everyone worried over Cheryl.

When Jughead arrived at your house he immediately tried to find you, which was in Jason’s room and he walked over and sat next to you on his bed.

“Thank you Jughead, I don’t know where I would be without you” you sigh out, resting your head on his shoulder

“Ready to face the people?” Jughead asks you softly

“Might as well get this over and down with” you sigh, Jughead stands and holds out a hand for you to take, pulling you up when you place your hand in his. As you both stand there for a minute you pull him into a hug, no matter how strong you appear on the outside it was difficult for you and Jughead was the only one to know that. While in the embrace your mother, Penelope Blossom, walks by stopping when she sees that Jason’s door is open and she peers into it see you and Jughead

“What are you doing in here?” she demands, causing you and Jughead to pull apart quickly

“We were just leaving mother” you reply with your head bowed, flattening out your bright green dress

“What? To get ready for the service? You’re not even dressed yet (y/n)” your mother pressed

“This is what I’m wearing to the service, Jason always said how he loved me in green, he said it brought out the colour of my eyes, so I’m wearing it for him” you reply, trying to be confident but failing under the intense gaze that your mother had. Jughead turns to look at you with admiration in his eyes proud to call you his girlfriend as it was difficult for anyone to stand up to Penelope Blossom.

“You’re as bad as your sister, hurry up and get out of his room” she demands, walking past her you and Jughead quickly rush out of your brother’s room to go to the area where the memorial was being held

“(Y/n)! There you are I didn’t think I could do this without you. Can I borrow you for a second?” your sister, Cheryl Blossom, asks when she sees you before you and Jughead walk into the room

“Yeah sure, I’ll be right back” you direct the last bit towards your boyfriend and he nods understandingly and proceeds to walk into the room. You and Cheryl walk to her room where you help her into her outfit, the both of you decided to go out of the social norms and dress like Jason would have wanted you to dress like.


If Jughead wasn’t proud of you before he certainly was now, the moment he saw your sister and you walk down the aisle wearing what you were wearing, sticking together despite your parents, he knew one thing for certain, that he was absolutely, positively in love with you and he made sure to tell you after the ceremony.

Jughead & Reader: I Need You

Summary: Jughead told you he couldn’t be with you anymore and he seemed to have left for good. But some time alone changed his mind when his father was taken to jail.

Listen to: Transatlanticism - Death Cab for Cutie

Jughead Jones, the once misunderstood, soft-spoken loner who buried his nose in books, fought for his family and friends, was standing before you a broken, inconsolable mess. He was just a boy but now he looked as if he had lived ten years more. The bags under his eyes were dark and heavy, accenting the paleness of his skin as tears rolled down his cheeks. His chin was trembling, his eyes were red, and his voice was breaking. 

“She doesn’t want me,” he said. 

Staring back at a guy who looked almost like a stranger to you, you sighed heavily. “Who doesn’t want you?”

“My mom,” he said as he wiped the tears from under his eyes, not looking in your direction. He was almost too shy to look you in the eyes as he was at his most vulnerable. But Jughead had been your boyfriend for almost a year and he was your best friend for six years. Seeing him hurt and upset was nothing new, as unfortunate as it was. 

“Jughead,” you whispered as you reached over and put your hand on his. He pulled his hand away from your touch and you sighed. “That’s not true.”

He stood up and started pacing your room with his hands gripping his hair. “I called her and told her I wanted to come and see her. She told me not to come. She said I would just get in the way.”

“She doesn’t mean-” You tried to spin the story a little to shed some light on his mother’s possible situation but he snapped when you tried to defend her.

“Don’t tell me what she means!” He yelled. “I was just on the phone with her. She said she doesn’t want me. My mom doesn’t want me, my dad is in jail for murdering Jason and I’m all alone again!” 

You stood up. “You’re not alone, Jughead. You have me,” you told him. 

He shook his head. “I’m a fucking failure. Everything I touch, I ruin. I tried to stop my mom and sister from leaving, but they left. I tried to get my dad back on track, but he ended up killing a kid my age.” He looked at you as he cried. “He killed someone my age. It could have been me.”

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ACOMAF Part 2.2 The House of Wind: Chapters 28-40 (Rhys POV)

Part 1 The House of Beasts: Chapters 1-13
Part 2.1 The House of Wind: Chapters 14-27

Chapter 28: Rhys Interrogates the Attor and Feyre Asks Him Out After
Chapter 29: Rhys Takes Feyre Out with the Squad & She Hears the Music
Chapter 30: Feyre Trains with Cassian
Chapters 31-32: Arriving in the Summer Court
Chapters 33-34: Party on Tarquin’s Boat; Rhys Gets Jealous
Chapters 35-37: Feyre, Rhys, & Amren Steal the Book from Tarquin
Chapter 38: Rhys Receives the Blood Rubies and Has a Nightmare
Chapters 39-40: The Queen’s First Visit

Chapters 28-40 of ACOMAF, from Rhys’s POV, all linked to AO3 above. Chapter 28 is also here below the cut. Hope you enjoy!

@kitashiwrites Thank you, Kate, as always for being the best beta ever. This would not be happening without you. (None of my fics would, let’s be real here.) <3

Chapter 28

Summary: Rhys comes back frustrated from how things ended with Feyre while visiting her sisters, and receives even more bad news when Azriel gleans new information out of the Attor. But Feyre isn’t quite as heated when Rhys returns home to the townhouse and even manages to surprise him a little bit with her first real night out in Velaris.

Are You All Talk

I winnowed directly from the townhouse in Velaris after dropping Feyre off. I hadn’t even said goodbye to her.

Azriel was waiting.

And so was Cassian, who greeted me deep below the mountains of the Hewn City. So far down in dingy cells and chambers, the only sound heard for miles were the screams Azriel elicited every so often from the Attor under Truth-Teller’s sharp blade.

Feyre could wait. She’d remained icy all through breakfast - and so be it. Right now, this took precedence.


Cassian picked up the pace beside me as we met in the hall and walked to the prison room. It wasn’t a bar cell like the one Feyre had stayed in, but it gave me a shudder of remembrance all the same. I hadn’t been down here in… a while.

“Fifteen minutes before he told us a task force sent from Hybern had infiltrated our northernmost border,” Cassian informed me, his face a hard line. Still wet drops of silvery blood speckled the gauntlets over his leathers. “Five minutes before he admitted to closing in on Illyrian territory with a few other choice beasts.”

Only five minutes.

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Thinking Out loud/Peter Pan Smut

Originally posted by pan-imagines-ig

Most of these are taken from my Wattpad account! (Twtrash01)

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dinner for three

*requested —> Anonymous said: Will you write a ty fic where you either get set up on a blind date with him by your bro and it goes super terribly but it’s okay because it’s ty and you like each other OR you take ty to meet your family and your bro is all =_= because he doesn’t like any guy around you let alone this fucking silver headed edgy mcedgelord guy who won’t stop holding your hand but at the end of the night he has to admit that ty isn’t so bad (and then ty tries kissing you on the doorstep and your bro interrupts-

-like go home Lee taeyong I said you could date my sister not make out with her under our parents roof =_= even though you’re outside (Also bro is doyoung duh like who else) 👀👀👀

Originally posted by dailynctgifs

author’s note: 1,429 words. doyoung needs to #chill.

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anonymous asked:

With all of these spoiler pictures could you write a drabble about Jughead running out of the dance with Archie, Betty and Veronica following him please? Ps loved your first piece and hope you can write some more soon!

It was time. 

Betty and Jughead had collectively decided that they would tell their friends about their newfound relationship after the school dance. They knew coming out in front of the whole of Riverdale High would go disastrously wrong so they had concluded that Pop’s would be the ideal location. There would be no Cheryl Blossom, no gossiping jocks; just the people that mattered. They would all go for their customary post-dance milkshakes and then Jughead would reach for Betty’s hand and they’d tell everybody together.

However, like most situations in life, things did not go to plan.

The dance was in full swing and Jughead watched from afar as Archie approached Betty. As always, he was dressed to the nines in a tux and dress shoe ensemble that Jughead knew cost more than his annual salary at the Drive-In. And, to match Archie’s perfect façade, was Jughead’s girlfriend, Betty Cooper. Her petite frame was adorned in a silver silk that looked just as soft as her skin. Her blonde hair was swept to one side and she looked down at her shoes as Archie spoke into her ear. Despite not being able to hear much over the load music, Jughead could hear strings of Betty’s usual chatter and the melodic sound of her laughter.

Quickly yet surely, jealousy sprouted through Jughead’s veins. He knew, for a fact, that a guy like Archie was better for Betty than he was. Archie was the all-rounder – the guy that everybody adored. He was funny and friendly and talented and smart; in the long run, Archie could give Betty the world. Jughead knew that Betty liked him and he knew they had a good thing going but, for how long? Betty was a social butterfly, the world was her oyster, whereas Jughead was comfortable skating through life unnoticed. He wasn’t right for her, at least not on paper. Jughead watched as Archie escorted Betty onto the dance floor, the two rocking their bodies left and right to the sound of Josie and the Pussycats’ new disco number. Their smiles and their goofy moves was enough to make Jughead feel belittled.

Before he could even register what he was doing, Jughead was making his way to the exit, a mixture of sadness, anger and jealousy pasted across his facial features. As he rushed out of the high school and gymnasium and into the fresh air, Jughead felt a weight lift off his shoulders. He took a seat on the steps leading to the school building, his head falling to his knees as realisation hit him – he wasn’t good for a girl like Betty Cooper. Jughead’s heart began to race at an impossibly fast level; his hands growing clammy at the thought of never kissing her or holding her again. As the thoughts dawned on him, he heard footsteps following him from behind. The clatter of heels and leather dress shoes had him turning around with a look that embodied his current emotions – a scowl.

“Juggie,” An out of breath Betty huffed. Jughead couldn’t help but admire how beautiful she looked with her pink-tinged skin and her big doe eyes. “What’s the matter?” Betty stepped closer to him, a light doubt settling within her. She had
seen him watching her from the corner of her eye and she couldn’t help but jump to the conclusion that Jughead had run out after seeing her and Archie together.

“Nothing, head back inside, you guys enjoy your night.” Jughead shook her off and smiled at Archie, Veronica and Kevin who were stood, confused, in the hallway. He didn’t want to have this conversation, not no. He wanted Betty to enjoy her dance and he wanted to make this experience memorable, for her sake. He didn’t want to be the reason for causing any conflict or drama, not tonight.

“No, I want to talk about-“

“Bets, don’t let me ruin your night, honestly.” As Veronica, Kevin and Archie watched, they noticed an underlying tone to the conversation that they didn’t understand. Jughead looked a little too upset and Betty seemed a little too worried about it.

“Juggie, I’m not leaving until you tell me what’s wrong.” Betty folded her arms against her chest firmly, standing her ground. Jughead waited in silence, testing to see if she’d fold under his intensive stare.

She didn’t.

Jughead wrapped his fingers around her arm, pulling her closer to him so their conversation couldn’t be overheard by their friends. The two couldn’t help but feel the sparks that ignited within them at the mere proximity of each other.

“Betty, I see the way you two are together, you’re perfect-“ Betty opened her mouth to interject but Jughead cut her off instantly. Her mouth closed quickly like that of a fish out of water. “Archie’s good for you; unlike me, he can make you happy, give you everything-“

“What?” Betty, unlike Jughead, wasn’t interested in keeping her voice down. Her voice had startled the others and they descended further out into the dark of the night to see what was causing Betty and Jughead to bicker. “Me and Archie? Where is all of this coming from, Jug?” Jughead piped in but, like he had done earlier, Betty cut him off speedily. “No, Jughead! You don’t get to do this … run when things-“

“When things what, Betty?” Now the two were both screaming and the pieces of the mystery jigsaw began to come together in Veronica’s head. She silently watched as the couple bickered, mentally slapping herself for not noticing their relationship earlier. “I was never good enough for you! And I never will be. I’m a Serpent’s son who has nothing going for him. I can’t be the guy that you introduce to your mom or the guy you can hold hands with down the street … that’s not who I am and I can’t change that-“

“I never asked you to be that guy, Jughead!” Betty threw her hands up in the air in disbelief. How had her and Jughead gone from sneakily kissing in the janitor’s closet to this? Where had this self-doubt and Archie outrage come from? She adored him and she adored him in a way that she had never experienced for Archie. Betty had always been in love with the idea of being in love with Archie but her feelings had never been truly real. She hadn’t experienced true love until she’d kissed Jughead. “I love you for being you, for God’s sake. I love you because you’re the guy who sneaks into my room to hold me when I’m upset, I love you for stealing my food, for helping me see my sister, for helping me feel cherished, for protecting me.”

“You love me?” Jughead elongated every syllable within the three letters; his mind circling in disbelief. Betty Cooper, his girlfriend, loved him. And, from what she’d said, she loved him for everything that he doubted about himself.

“Of course I do, you idiot.”

Jughead wasn’t even sure if he could form a coherent sentence in response but what he did know was that he wanted to kiss her. He wanted to kiss her bad. With two long strides up the narrow stone steps, Jughead was clutching Betty’s face, his lips encasing hers. He could hear two male gasps but, it didn’t bother him; they were meant to find out tonight anyway. Betty simply smiled against his lips, her hands tangling themselves into his brunette hair, knocking his beanie off in the process.

“I love you too, Betty Cooper.”

Pretty Blue Eye

Request Prompt: Can you do an imagine where you’re Negan’s daughter (even though he doesn’t have one of course) and she meets Carl and they kinda fall for each other I WOULD LOVE YOU SO MUCH <3 -Anon

Pairing: Carl Grimes x Reader

Warning: Fluff

I looked at my dad as we rode back to the Sanctuary from Alexandria. We had just collected another tribute from them. I have to admit, I do feel a little bad. But my dad always said we do it to survive. I rested my head against the window while he went over the rules with me.

“Hey, you listening Y/N?”, he asked and I nodded.

“Yes dad. I hear ya. Kill people. Take their shit.”, I smiled and he chuckled.

“Alright, don’t be a smartass.”, he said and I shook my head.

Once we arrived the two of us got out, letting the group get the stock from the back. I heard a gun go off grabbed my pistol. My dad walked to the commotion and I pointed my gun at the intruder. I recognize him as Rick’s son.

“You look adorable.”, my dad said and I scoffed.

“He’s holding you at gun point and you think he’s adorable?”, I asked eyeing the boy.

“You scared the shit outta me.”, my dad laughed as the boy held him a scowl. I held my pistol up ready to fire when my dad held my wrist.

“Not this one.”, he mumbled and I lowered the gun. At that moment he fired again only to be tackled down by Dwight.

“Kid!” He held the crossbow up to his face and I moved to help him.

“Dwight! Is that any way to treat a guest?”, I heard my dad boast. Dwight moved as my dad held his hand out to him.

“Carl right?”, he asked with a smirk and I folded my arms.

“Come one Y/N don’t be like that.”, he said and I bit the inside of my cheek. “Let’s show our guest around shall we?”

We walked into the Sanctuary were everyone was doing their jobs. Same as they were before we left.

“We got a big load of goods and everyone gets fresh vegetables for dinner, regardless of how many point you have!”, the room erupted in cheers and we continued on.

“Is this a daily thing?”, he asked me and I nodded.

We followed my dad to the lounging area where he keeps his “wives”. The door opened and I waved at Sherry. She waved back but her smile fell once she saw my dad. He pulled her aside and they started whispering about something.

“I’m sorry you have to be here.”, I said and the boy turned to look at me.

“What does that mean?”

“Someone’s gonna get punished. I’ve never seen the iron since Dwight. The woman there, Sherry. Used to be his wife.”

“Why are you telling me this?”, he spat.

“Because my dad is dangerous. I know that. And you know it too. You don’t trust me, I can see it. But I’m telling you not to do something you’d regret.”, I snapped quietly.

“Why should you be telling me anything? You’re one of them.”, he replied.

“You think I wanted this? I’m not the one going around killing people. And I’m sure as hell not happy with what he’s doing. But if you don’t want my help then fuck you too.”, I countered.

“What are you two kids conversing about over there?”, he asked and I walked off, leaving the room. I stayed in my room after that playing with my sweater sleeve. A small knock interrupted me peaceful silence and I looked up in time to see Arat standing in the doorway.

“Its time. Your dad wants you there this time.”, she told me softly and I nodded.

I followed her to the room with the furnace where everyone gathered on the floor. The man I know as Mark tied to a chair in the center. I sat on the catwalk holding onto the railing, looking between them. He started going over the rules as Dwight held the iron over the burning fire. As my dad slipped the glove over his hand Carl turned in my direction looking up at me with a sad eye. A pretty blue eye. I tore my gaze from him and watched as my dad brought the iron closer to Mark’s face. No matter how much he pleaded and begged the punishment was carried out as planned. I clenched my eyes shut as he screamed in agony. Silence followed afterwards and I opened my eyes to see that he passed out. My dad laughed about how he pissed his pants as he stared up at Carl.

“He has been forgiven. But do remember that there are rules! Rules need to be followed.”, he stated and I quickly got up to dash outside. I hadn’t realized Carl followed me until he spoke up.

“I didn’t mean that before. Sometimes I forget there are good people too. Even if they’re mixed in with the bad.”, he said and I remained silent.

“If he let’s you go you should be lucky. He doesn’t do it often.”, I mumbled.

“If he doesn’t I have to fight. I have a younger sister back at Alexandria. And I have to fight. For her.”, he told me and I frowned.

“You have reasons to live. I don’t. I’m the reason my dad wants to live.”, I stated. “I don’t want him to hurt anyone else from your home Carl. I’ve seen too much for an average teenager. I could have stopped him that night if I had known he was going to do it.” His hand rested on mine as we sat watching the walkers behind the fence.

“He’ll lock you up like a animal. Just like your friend.”, I finished.

“I will need help if that happens.”, he smiled and I laughed a little. I looked over at him watching his eyes sparkle as my dad walked outside.

“Carl! I want to know more about ya. So come inside.”

It’s an Extraterrestrial Matter

Listen, this is a headcanon, it’s not fact, so don’t come at me if there are inaccuracies, it’s just how I feel Kara is as a character, okay, and of course I had to write it through Sanvers’ eyes. Enjoy! P.s. Sorry for any spelling and/or grammar mistakes!

“What’s the deal with your sister?" 

Alex looks to her right to see Maggie coming up beside her, leaning against the counter, the detective is staring straight forward, as Alex had been previously before, watching the scene, the family, in front of them, arguing and laughing over a game of scrabble that Alex had excused herself from only to get another glass of wine - and only after she had threatened the lives of her friends not to change any of the tiles or cheat… Alex took her scrabble very seriously. 

The agent frowns at her girlfriend and looks back out at the scene, Kara was flustered, laughing in her over top way that Alex had seen her do around James, a lot, but this time it was directed at something Lena Luthor had just said and the others were staring at Kara like she was insane. 

Alex chuckles a little and turns her back on the scene, focusing now on Maggie who turns her body towards Alex. "What do you mean?” Alex questions with confusion and Maggie looks at Kara briefly. 

“Listen, I know the whole gaydar thing isn’t a science-” Alex laughs at that and Maggie rolls her eyes. “I mean you definitely don’t have one-" 

Hey!“ Alex protests. So maybe she was a little oblivious when it came to that sort of thing - not that it really mattered since she had Maggie, she didn’t need anything else. ”You’re the one who read me wrong, remember?“ 

"Okay but that’s just because you started flirting with me all of a sudden.” Maggie retorts and Alex narrows her eyes. 

“I was not flirting, I was being a friend." 

"Right, and that worked out didn’t it Danvers?” Maggie was teasing her, of course she was, and, if it wasn’t for Maggie’s beautiful stupid grin, and her dimpled cheeks, and shining brown eyes, Alex would’ve teased her right back but she was just a little, well, a lot, distracted. 

“You kissed me.” Alex reminds her and Maggie crosses her arms and raises an eyebrow, her full blown smile falling into a smirk and god was it sexy. 

“You kissed me first.” Maggie responds and Alex blushes a little at the memory. She was so embarrassed by that day, still, despite it working out in a good way, the best way possible, but, still, it got her here, standing in Kara’s kitchen with her girlfriend, she still couldn’t believe it, she had a girlfriend

“You were asking about my sister,” Alex says, changing the subject, she’d let Maggie win that round but she wouldn’t win the next one. “I have to warn you though, if you’re about to say something bad against her, I wouldn’t.” Alex may like Maggie a lot, hell, maybe even love, but if she said something against Kara, if the pair hadn’t got along well, then Alex doesn’t even know what she would do. 

“No, no, I love little Danvers,” Maggie says dismissively and Alex chuckles at the nickname that Maggie has bestowed upon her little sister. “No, I mean, I just can’t get a read on her…” Maggie says thoughtfully and Alex knits her eyebrows together in confusion. 

“She’s clearly flirting with Lena, well, she’s being flirted with,” Alex turns to look at them again to see Kara fiddling nervously with her glasses while Lena just smiles and eyes her little sister. The agent narrows her eyes suspiciously at them, they were getting awfully close these past few weeks after Kara had saved Lena from a kryptonite explosion. “but your sister clearly likes her.” Alex tunes back into Maggie’s voice and turns away from the gathering for a moment. 

“But then she’s also had relationships with guys right? Like James… and that Adam dude you told me about,” Alex almost laughs at the concentration on Maggie’s face and raises one eyebrow and smiles in amusement; it was like she was trying to figure out some extreme math equation and not Alex’s little sister’s love life. “and I get the sense that she’s not straight, she clearly has something going on with James, and obviously Lena, I mean, that one is really obvious-" 

"Are you trying to figure out if my sister is straight or gay?” Alex interrupts Maggie’s thoughts and the detective presses her lips into a thin line and places her hands on her hips in exasperation. 

“No case left unsolved,” The detective states and Alex laughs at her girlfriend and Maggie rolls her eyes. Alex holds her stomach a little from all of her laughter, taking a deep breath to help replenish her oxygen supply, even her eyes were watering. “Fine, is she bi?” Maggie asks outwardly and Alex manages to gather herself, and takes a deep breath to compose herself, before responding. 

“Kind of,” Alex answers and Maggie turns her head to the side and a crease forms on her brow in confusion. “she came to Earth when she twelve." 

"So…?” Maggie asks, still not getting it, she shakes her head and Alex takes a step closer. 

So, Krypton wasn’t like Earth, it didn’t have gay, straight, bi, it was just, you meet someone you like, you mate them,” Alex explains with a shrug. “I mean, I’m sure some kryptonians did have preferences for some genders but, they were efficient guys up there, reproduction was done in like tubes, actually, Kal is the only naturally conceived kryptonian in centuries, but, on Krypton, they were just encouraged to marry whoever they fell in love with, and Kara grew up with that incentive.” Alex says and Maggie listens intently, clearly very invested in the details - and she calls Alex a nerd. “Plus they were restricted to one baby per family and Kara’s DNA is really complicated, who knows if same sex couples could have biological babies, the Kryptonians were a really advanced species, plus, hello, aliens.” Maggie laughs at that and Alex smiles in response. 

“To answer your question, Kara’s kryptonian, she’ll choose her mate based on compatibility, on what she likes about them, not on gender, so I guess she’s pansexual, if you want to earthly brand her." 

"What did the Kryptonians class as being compatible?” Maggie asks curiously and Alex shrugs, they don’t know an awful lot about the kryptonians, only what Kara can remember, what Kal had learned from the fortress and the other pieces of information gathered from their pods. 

“Who knows? Probably intelligence, to them we’re like cave men who could only dream about being on their level.” Maggie smiles and leans in close to Alex, wrapping her arms around her waist and Alex smiles gazing down at her girlfriend. “But, you know, Kara also grew up with Earth’s social construct and, compared to Krypton, it’s pretty fucked up. So people automatically assume she’s straight, and I guess when I came out to her I reminded her of Krypton, about how being straight isn’t the only option." 

"Enter Lena right?” Maggie asks with amusement, because Alex is oblivious but she’s not that oblivious, and Alex laughs leaning her head forward to press it against Maggie’s. 

“Enter Lena Luthor.” She confirms - she did have the intelligence. 

They stand in silence for a moment, just enjoying one another’s company, Maggie can feel Alex’s thumbs gently stroking at the back of her neck and she’s more than willing, more than content, just to stand there and not move… but she has to ask something else, because she’s already opened the Krypton can of worms, she might as well go all the way. 

“So Mike,” Maggie says and Alex’s eyes flutter open, momentarily distracting Maggie, and she pauses when she feels Alex’s thumbs stop stroking and she almost whines for her to continue. “He’s from decks- dacks- Daxam?” Maggie’s face scrunches up adorably and Alex grins at her fumble with the planet’s name. 

“Yeah,” Alex responds. “same social construct as Krypton, except, maybe a little looser on its morals, party central according to Kara." 

"So that’s why James calls Mon-El frat boy.” Maggie chuckles and Alex nods. She’d noticed that James and Maggie had been getting along quite well recently and she loved that her friends seemed to love Maggie, a lot, because they were her family and they were all important to her. 

“Yep, but it was colonized by Krypton way back when, before they left the planet to itself, but, you know, the whole be with who you want to be with thing was still pretty strong, hell, according to Mon-El they even had polyamorous relationships.” Alex explains and Maggie nods her head in understanding. 

“So you totally pick up on the whole Winn and Mon-El thing too right?” Maggie asks and Alex laughs out loud this time, nodding her head repeatedly, because of course she picked up on that - Winn was the least subtle person she knew, he was even worse than Kara. “I’d like to hear more about Krypton, it sounds fascinating.” Maggie admits and Alex smiles softly. 

“I’m sure Kara would tell you some stories,” Alex says. “she likes to keep the memory of Krypton alive in her head, so she doesn’t forget it, she’d be more than happy to talk to you about it.” Alex says and Maggie nods her head, she might just have to ask the blonde about the planet. 

“Oh snap!” Alex’s head peers over Maggie as she hears Winn’s excited yell. 

“Alex! Lena just beat your score!” Kara shouts and Alex narrows her eyes. 

“Oh hell no.” Alex mutters and Maggie chuckles, placing a kiss to Alex’s cheek, she turns her around and past her butt towards the living room where the game of scrabble was commencing. 

“You’re going down Luthor!” Alex says and Maggie shakes her head at how competitive Alex was especially when it came to scrabble. 

“That’s not the first time I’ve heard that before.” Lena says with a smirk and Maggie’s eyes widen while Kara, who was beside her, starts blushing to a blood red, almost like she might explode. 

Kara Zor-El of Krypton was such a prude.

Fresh Start - Part 6

Pairing: Barry Allen x Reader

Featuring Cisco Ramon, Felicity Smoak, Oliver Queen and Thea Queen.

Words: 1412

Warnings: none

Tags: @onceuponateenpanwolfian@gothesimplethingsinlife @writingsofagirlintomanyfandoms  @kindfloweroflove @moonlightbae14 @jade-cheshire

Request: none

Notes: this one takes place in Star City so there will be no Reader-Barry moment but both of them are named of course! 

Originally posted by bazingagubicorn

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That morning Barry tried to call you a thousand times and all of them he was sent to your voicemail. At the beginning he just tried to call you again, but then he started leaving messages, apologising over and over again for leaving you, trying to meet up with you again but you wouldn’t return his calls.

“What’s with you today man? You’re completely off” Cisco asked.

“It’s…” he sighed. “It’s this girl I met at the station” he shrugged looking at his best friend.

“(Y/N)?” He asked. Barry nodded as he leaned against the table. “What happened?”

“I was on a date with her last night when the robbery took place” Barry explained. “I…left her there alone and now she’s not returning my calls or my messages” he said.

“You’re screwed” Cisco chuckled, earning a serious look from his friend. “The second time you meet up with her and the second time you leave her alone. It’s not me talking. It’s the facts” he shrugged.

“I know” Barry sighed as he took his phone out and tried to call you again.

Once again, you didn’t pick up the phone but at least you sent him a quick message saying you were in Star City.

“She left” Barry frowned as he read the text message.

“What?” Cisco asked confused.

“She’s back at Star City” the speedster replied looking at Cisco. “Did I really mess it up that bad?” He frowned.

Cisco sighed looking at his friend, wishing he had an answer that would make him feel better. But he didn’t.

By the time you got to Star City, you went straight to the hospital, not wasting any time. Once you found out in which room your sister was you hurried upstairs to find Felicity waiting at the door.

“Felicity!” You exclaimed running over her.

“(Y/N) what are you doing here?” She asked surprised when she saw you.

“Oliver told me” you replied giving her a quick hug. “What happened? How is she?” You asked.

“She had a…car crash” Felicity frowned. “She will be fine but they had to perform a surgery due to an internal bleeding” she explained.

“Oh god, where’s Oliver?” You asked.

“In there with her, you can go as well” she said rubbing your arm.

“Thanks” you said.

Taking a deep breath, you opened the door of the room and walked in quietly. When you looked up, you almost started crying as you saw your sister unconscious on the bed, her hear bandaged and cuts and bruises all over her face and arm. Oliver was seated next to the bed but when he saw you, he got up and walked over you to hug you tight.

“What happened?” You asked hugging him back.

“Car crash” he whispered not letting you go. “Thanks for coming” he added finally pulling away.

“Nothing to thank for” you replied shaking your head before walking to the bed. “Oh my god, Thea…” you teared up. Seeing her up close was even worse.

“It’s not as bad as it looks” Oliver said behind you.

“That’s something I guess” you whispered taking her hand carefully. “Has she been unconscious the whole time?” You asked while Oliver sat down again.

“Yes” he nodded looking at her.

“But she will be ok, won’t she?” You asked.

“Of course” he replied looking at you. “She’s strong. You know she is” he added. With a gulp you nodded your head and looked down at her again.

You two stayed silent just looking at her. Her breathing was constant and her heartbeat was normal as well, but seeing her like this was too much for you. And your phone constantly buzzing with Barry’s calls and messages wasn’t helping at all. You weren’t in the mood to think about him and what he had done at the moment. Thea was more important.

“It looks like someone really wants to talk to you” Oliver commented when you took your phone out after it buzzed for the third time in ten minutes.

“Indeed” you sighed typing and quick text and turning off the phone.

“Who is it?” He asked curious.

“No one important” you replied. The last thing you needed was Oliver taking on his protective brother role.

Back in Central City, Barry felt so guilty. He knew what he had done was so wrong but he never thought you would take it so personally. Of course, he couldn’t blame you. You didn’t know a thing about his double life so for you, all he had done was leaving you alone. But what excuse could he say now? Work again? It wouldn’t work and you didn’t deserve it.

“What am I going to do?” Barry asked.

They were waiting for Caitlin to find out where Black Siren might be to help Gypsy. She had come to this world chasing her after the meta from Earth-2 killed the chief of the police department back in Gypsy’s earth. Meanwhile, Barry couldn’t keep his thoughts away from you.

“Don’t worry, those earbuds I built won’t be affected by the Siren cry” Cisco said.

“I meant about (Y/N)” Barry replied. “It’s not like a can tell her I’m The Flash but every time we’ve been out, something came up. What am I supposed to tell her?”

“I think right now you need to be focused on this, Barry” Cisco advised him. “(Y/N) will be back and you will be able to make it up for her. Right now…we have another problem” he said looking at the screen. Barry nodded and walked to stand next to him and look at the computer.

“You’re right. Sorry” he said looking at Cisco.

“No problem” he smiled and patted Barry’s back. “But she hit you hard huh” he added with a smirk.

“You have no idea” Barry sighed, not really understanding where all those feelings about you came from.

Somehow, Oliver had convinced you to go the cafeteria at the hospital to grab something to eat with Felicity. You didn’t really want to. All you wanted to do was being with Thea and being there when she woke up, but Oliver insisted and you didn’t really have the strength to argue with him.

So there you were, with a sandwich in front of you as you told Felicity about your few days in Central City.

“And who’s the guy?” She smiled.

“What?” You hadn’t said anything about Barry so it kind of confused you that she asked.

“Since you turned on your phone, that thing hasn’t stopped buzzing. I don’t think a friend would be that interested on reaching you. Plus, it says Barry on the screen” she said pointing at the phone.

“I hate you” you laughed putting the phone away. “It’s nothing. He was helping me with an article I had to write” you shrugged. “Then we went on a date and he literally left me there alone so I’m not returning his calls”

“He left?” She frowned.

“Yep” you chuckled. “He got a phone call, went out to talk and never came back in” you shrugged. “Don’t tell Oliver, please. He would freak out if he knew that there is a guy around” you asked her.

“Don’t worry about it. My lips are sealed” she winked at you.

“Thank you” you smiled at her. “You will always be my favourite Oliver’s ex-girlfriend” you smirked.

“Shut up” she laughed.

Your phone buzzed again but you didn’t even look at it since you supposed it was Barry but since it didn’t stop you looked at it and got up. It was Oliver. Thea was awake. Felicity and you hurried upstairs without even finishing your food.

“Thea, thanks god” you said when you walked into the room and saw your sister awake.

“(Y/N) what are you doing here?” She frowned.

“Oliver told me. I wasn’t going to stay at Central City knowing you were here” you told her.

“Oliver’s an idiot” she sighed taking your hand. “But I’m glad you’re here” she smiled a little at you.

“I’m here” Oliver said.

“I know. Still an idiot” Thea smirked making you laugh.

“I’m so glad you’re ok” you sighed squeezing her hand.

“I’m a Queen, of course I am” she winked at you. “But really, you didn’t have to come all the way here” she repeated.

“I’m here and there is nothing you can do to change it” you shrugged.

“You’re so stubborn” she sighed.

“I’m a Queen, of course I am” you smirked.

“Fuck you” she laughed making you laugh as well.

After a while the doctors came in to check on your sister so the rest of you were told to wait outside. Felicity said she had to take care of a few things and, after saying she would be back later, she left, leaving you and Oliver alone.

“How are you?” He asked after you took a seat.

“Better now” you smiled at your brother while he sit next to you. “I’m just happy she’s ok” you added with a shrug.

“Me too” he nodded after letting out a huge breath. “I’m also glad you’re here. We miss you, you know?” he said looking at you.

“And I miss you too. Every single day” you smiled at him.

“How’s college?” He asked leaning against the seat.

“Really interesting!” You told him with a big smile. “I love most of my classes and people is really nice and helpful” you said.

“I’m glad you like it” he smiled. “But I still miss you” he said making you laugh.

“You can visit anytime you want” you shrugged.

“Believe me, I will. Specially to find out who’s that guy that won’t stop calling you” he said pointing at the buzzing phone in your hand.

“Stop that” you laughed throwing the phone in your bag.

Shape of You (11)

Good news… I’ve written like five chapters. and I love them all. Can’t wait to share =) your replies are awesome and make me smile. Thank you!!!

@fictionalcharactersaremyreality @actualfeysandtrash (sorry if I didn’t tag you I went through the notes and only saw a few)

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Chapter 11

It took me two days to finally find the strength to unpack. I left Cassian’s bag in my trunk, I couldn’t look at it without a wave of nausea coming over me. My entire body hurt from giving into him, only to have my heart broken and stomped on in front of my entire family. Although my body and my heart didn’t hurt nearly as bad as my pride.

I had broken my own rule. It was my own fault I was in this position. I let those pretty brown eyes get to me. I had kissed him, I let him see me, all of me, and he got the last laugh. By ending our arrangement the way I wanted it to be ended. By doing exactly what I had been thinking of doing. In front of everyone.

But that was before he kissed me. Before he asked me out on a real date.

Rhysand had watched him as if he had known him. Mor had called us out for being too obsessed when we apparently shouldn’t have been. Mor had known the entire time who he was and she knew we weren’t actually dating. She waited, like a predator assessing her prey, until she could hurt me. Until she could do more damage than Tomas ever dared.

But why? She had been my sisters friend all through school. Hell they were as close as her and Rhys. Why would she hurt me? I never did anything to her.

I never cared about her.

My brain hurt from trying to understand everything that had happened to me this weekend. Everything that had gone down and had somehow spiraled my world out of control. If I kept trying to make sense of it I would go crazy. I would break down and never be able to find my way out of the new darkness.

The suffocating darkness.

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Grav-Hammers and Grifshots

My darling friend @a-taller-tale asked me for some Carolina and Grif bonding over sweet weaponry, and I am so here for this you have no idea.

Pairings: None

Warnings: references to the Director’s suicide.


“Here,” Carolina said, tossing the alien gun back to Grif. “In one piece.”

Grif hugged it to his chest possessively, squinting at her. “So you’re done?”

“I found out what I needed to know,” she said. Her mouth was twitching slightly beneath her helmet.

“Stop laughing at me, lady, you don’t know what it’s like. Every time I get a new fucking badass weapon, it gets snatched away and I never see it again.”

“That’s not true,” she objected. “I’ve lost plenty of weapons.”

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Tyler Seguin Imagine - Good for Me (requested)

I squinted as I opened my tired eyes, slamming my phones alarm to the “off” setting. I placed my phone back on the nightstand and rolled to the other side, only to find that Tyler wasn’t there. I threw on a t-shirt and shorts and made my way down the stairs in his mothers Brampton home.

“Good morning!” I said as I spotted his mom in the kitchen with rollers in her hair.

“Hi, sweetie! Sleep well?” She questioned as she poured a glass of orange juice for me, motioning to an empty chair for me to sit in.

“Thanks. Yeah I did! Do you know where Tyler is? I swear he was there when I went to bed but he just disappeared.”

She nodded as she sipped from her own glass of juice. “Did he not tell you?” She began. “He met up with the boys later on for the bachelor party. I guess he just didn’t want to wake you. He should be coming back soon. Eggs?” She asked as she held up a carton of eggs and a pan.

Tyler and I were staying back in Brampton with his mother and sisters. His Brett was getting married, and Tyler really didn’t want to miss it. I never really loved Brett, as he was always the wild party boy that was a horrible influence for Tyler.

“Sure.” I said quietly, agreeing to some eggs for breakfast.

“Aw, honey.” His mom began. “Don’t be upset with him for too long. That was Brett’s last night of freedom, they just wanted to go out and have some fun.” She explained.

“Oh, I know. I just wish he would’ve told me. A lot of the fights that have started between Tyler and I have stemmed from situations involving Brett. So it’s just annoying.” I told her.

“I know, honey. I’m sorry. They’re wild boys when they are together.” She sighed as she slid scrambled eggs out of the pan and onto the plate in front of me.

“Thanks.” I said weakly, almost unsure if I could even eat.

“Speak of the devil.” She said, tapping on the side window. “Here he comes.”

A few moments later, Tyler walked into the kitchen.

“Good morning, my two beautiful ladies.” He said smoothly as he kissed his mom on the cheek, and then made his way over to me. His body was still freezing from his walk inside, and his lips sent a chill down my body.

“Hi.” I said coldly, standing up and taking my plate upstairs to begin getting ready for the wedding.

“What did I do?” I could hear Tyler ask his mom as I walked up the stairs.

“You know what you did. Do you really think it was a good idea to sneak out with and meet up with Brett when you know she doesn’t feel comfortable with it? Fix it. I want to have a nice day. Go apologize.” His mom scolded.

I heard him sigh and then start towards the stairs.

“Hi, baby” Tyler cooed as he sat down on the bed next to me.

I quickly stood up and walked over to the closet, pretending to be picking out my dress for the day.

“Okay, I’m sorry. I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you. Better?” He asked.

“What did you guys do last night? And don’t lie to me.” I demanded, still quickly rummaging through the dress options hanging up.

“We did what guys do the night before they get married. We went to a strip club. Don’t be mad.” He said, reaching for my plate of eggs.

I immediately stopped flipping through the dresses and turned around slowly.

“Don’t be mad? Honestly? The last time you were at a strip club with Brett we had a huge fight. Because you cheated.” I yelled. “And those are my eggs!” I added, getting upset that he had helped himself to my breakfast.

“I get it. But that was three years ago! You have to trust me by now! We weren’t even there for that long.” He shouted. “And my mom made these eggs so I can have them if I want to!” He continued.

“You’re so annoying, Tyler.” I groaned.

“Look, I wouldn’t do anything to jeopardize what you and I have. Ever. I made a bad choice one night and almost lost you because of it, and that scared the hell out of me. I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you, I swear.” He told me as he got up and wrapped his hands around my waist.

“I’m sorry. I really am.” He continued.

“Trouble in paradise?” His younger sister Candace said from the door to the bedroom we were staying in. “What did you do now?” She asked, walking in and punching Tyler in the arm.

“Ow! Go away. We have to get ready.” Tyler said, stepping away from me and trying to shove her out of the room.

“Y/N, will you do my makeup?” Candace asked me as she walked out of the room.

“Yes! I’ll be in your room once I’m done getting ready. Might be a little while though, I need to shower.” I explained to her as a pulled at my greasy hair.

“Sounds good.” I heard her say as she walked down the hallway towards her room.


“You know Tyler didn’t cheat on you last night, right?” Candace asked as I blotted foundation on her skin with a beauty blender.

“I don’t want to think that he did, but the last time he was out with Brett, that’s exactly what happened.” I answered.

“I get that. But I can tell you that he really didn’t.” She continued. “He called me last night about 30 minutes in to them being at the strip club. He said he felt so weird about being there and he wanted a ride back to the hotel the guys are staying at so he wouldn’t wake you up. I went to get him and then we went to this diner to grab food. He just went on and on about you, bragging about how amazing you are and how much he loves you. I know my brother can be an ass, but he really changed for you, Y/N.”

I took a deep breath as I blended Mac’s Soft Brown into Candace’s eyelids. “I feel awful now. I was kind of bitchy about the whole thing.”

“I wouldn’t worry about it. He’s understanding.” Candace said as she peered at her makeup through a handheld mirror.

“Candace, Y/N, we’re leaving!” I heard Tyler’s mom yell from the bottom of the stairs.

“Mom! My makeup isn’t done!” Candace screamed back.

“I’m not even ready yet at all!” I chimed in.

“Just meet us there then, girls. Wedding starts in an hour, though. Please hurry!” She said.

“Bye, girls!” Tyler yelled too.

I quickly finished up Candace’s makeup and ran to throw on my dress and put a few curls into my hair.

“Damn! You look hot.” Candace said as she walked into the room I was staying in.

“Thanks, can you zip this?” I asked, motioning to the back zipper on my tight Navy blue dress.

She zipped my dress, I slid into my heels, and we were on our way.

Candace and I were so late to the ceremony, so we just stood in the back of the church. I finally got to meet up with Tyler at the reception. The after party took place in a beautiful hotel ballroom, equip with grand staircases and dim romantic lighting.

“I thought the bride was supposed to be the most beautiful one at the wedding.” Tyler whispered as he wrapped his arms around my waist from behind.

“Hi, babe.” I said with a smile as I turned around in his arms and placed my hands on his chest. “I’m sorry I overreacted before. Candace told me everything.” I said quietly.

“See, I’m not as bad of a guy as you think.” Tyler said with a smile.

“You are bad. You’re just good for me.” I whispered as I pecked him on the lips.

this is officially the second time in several months that a man has casually told that i’d make an excellent wife

and man was this time a doozy

anonymous asked:

Heyy! I love your fics❤ I thought about A prompt : Sana takes a punch during the fight, she is hurt, Elias and yousef reaction and also boy + balloon squad.

Hiii! Thank you so much for trusting me with your idea!!

I’m sorry for keeping you waiting but the week has only started and I’m already very busy.

I hope you like what I wrote, I focused mainly on Elias and Yousef’s reaction to be honest, hope you don’t mind. 

I really really hope you like it and that I don’t disappoint you

(also, the hideous kiss between Noora and Yousef doesn’t exist here)


“Sana, Elias is in trouble”

She looked at Yousef in shock. What did that mean? What happened to her brother? Flashbacks from the previous Friday when they had to carry Elias to Noora’s because he was too drunk to even walk came to her mind.

She heard Yousef saying something else but honestly, she wasn’t paying attention. Her mind and her eyes were on the door, she had to get to the door. She felt her feet moving, her arms pushing people out of the way. She heard someone calling her name, probably Yousef telling her to wait for him, but she couldn’t, it was her brother, she needed to know what was going on.

When she got out of the club she had to take a moment to process the scene in front of her eyes. Her brother and his friends were fighting against her friends. Elias had his hand on Mahdi’s neck and Mikael was pushing Jonas. Magnus, Adam and Mutta were trying to stop the fight while Even and Isak were nowhere to be seen, not that she was really looking for them in that moment. She was more focused on thinking how to stop the fight. She decided to take the plunge and get in the middle of it.

“Elias! Elias stop!” she yelled while she tried to get his brother away from Mahdi “Elias please stop!”

She kept pushing him but it was like he wasn’t hearing her.

“Elias what are you doing? Stop!!” She grabbed his arms trying to make him back off while Magnus did the same with Mahdi. “Elias st…”

She didn’t see it coming. One moment she was yelling at her brother and the next she was bent forward, a hand covering her sore mouth. She tried not to scream nor cry but the hit had been strong and she could feel her fingers getting wet from the blood that was coming from her lip.

“Oh my god Sana, I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to, I was trying to stop them. Please Sana forgive, I’m sorry” she heard Magnus saying.

“Did you hit my sister?!” Elias yelled “What the fuck?”

She looked up in time to see her brother launching himself to Magnus who tried to cover himself with his arms.

“Elias stop!” she yelled but he didn’t listen.

“Elias!” Yousef, who had just come out of the club after having to push his way out of it, yelled.

Sana turned around to look at him and she could see the exact moment when he noticed that she had been hurt. He widened his eyes, his hands turned into fist and in less than one second he was next to her having forgotten the fight at all.

“Sana! What happened to you?” he said panicking

“I’m fine, stop him!”she said wiping away the blood from her mouth.

“Sana…” Yousef raised his hand as if he was about to touch her wound

“Stop him” she almost begged making him stop.

Yousef nodded quickly and went to help the rest of his friends. They were all trying to keep Elias away from Magnus. Finally it was Yousef who got in between the two boys.

“Elias stop!” he yelled pushing his friend away. He turned around to look at Magnus “are you okay?”

“Don’t ask him if he’s okay. He fucking hit Sana!” Elias spat while being held back by Adam and Mutta

Again Yousef’s hands turned into fist and he took a step forward to Magnus

“It was an accident, I was trying to stop the fight and my elbow hit her. I’m sorry, I’m really sorry”

Yousef took one more step forward.

“Yousef” Sana called him.

He looked at her, again pain in his eyes when he saw the blood still coming out of her lip. She shook her head no.

“Go” Yousef said closing his eyes

“Sana I’m really sorry, please, I didn’t mean to”

“I know Magnus, just go” she said trying to smile to him. Then she looked at Isak, who was looking at her really worried, and realized he was bleeding too “And take Isak to the emergency room”

“What? You’re not leaving!” Elias said

“Go” Yousef repeated.

The boys didn’t second think it, they turned around a left as fast as they could. Once they were out of sight Adam and Mutasim released Elias.

“Are you okay?” he said approaching his sister

“Am I okay? Are you Elias? What’s going on with you? You’re not like this!”

“He hit you!”

“It was an accident. He wouldn’t have hit me if you hadn’t been in a fight in the first place”

“Okay, calm down both of you” Yousef said stepping between them. “Sana you’re bleeding, you should see a doctor”

“I’m fine”

“No you’re not!” Elias said

Elias, why don’t you go for a walk and try to calm down? You’re not helping here” Yousef said turning to him

“I’m not leaving my sister alone”

“I’ll stay with her. She’s nervous enough, please go, calm down and then you come back”


“Elias, please” Sana said


“Elias, I’m fine. I just want you to calm down because you’re going to have a heart attack. Please.”

“Fine, but I’ll be back, okay? Don’t go anywhere. And Yousef do not leave her alone”

“I won’t”

Elias looked at his sister one last time and left with Mutta, Adam and Mikael.

“You’re still bleeding” Yousef said approaching Sana

“I’m fine”

“Wait here, I’m going to find something to clean the wound and stop the bleeding”

“Yousef, I’m fine. You don’t have to do that”

“Sana, let me take care of you, okay?” he said looking into her eyes.

She looked back at him and nodded trying to hide the smile that was trying to show up in her lips. He turned around and got into the club coming out in not more than 5 minutes with a clean cloth and a bottle of something that look like some kind of disinfectant.

“Let’s sit on that bench” Yousef said leading the way.

Sana followed him and sat down expecting him to do the same. Instead of that he crouched in front of her so his eyes were at her mouth’s level.

“May I?” he asked soaking the cloth with disinfectant.

“You really don’t have to” she whispered

“I want to, but only if you’re comfortable with it” he whispered back

She thought for a few seconds and then nodded. Yousef brought the cloth to Sana’s lip, gently wiping away the blood from the wound. Sana focused on him, he looked so concentrated, his eyes never leaving her lips as he pressed the cloth against them trying to stop the bleeding. Her mind went back to his expression when he had realized she had gotten hurt, and with that to the fight, her brother against her friends. The worst thing was that she felt like it had been her fault. If she hadn’t invited them, no one would’ve got hurt. She tried to contain the tears but she couldn’t help but sniffle a little bit, catching Yousef’s attention.

“Hey, hey, hey. What’s wrong? Am I hurting you?” he asked worried

“No…it’s just…this is all my fault” she said embarrassed

He frowned and stood up to then sit by her side on the bench.

“What are you talking about?”

“I invited you here knowing that Even was coming. I thought…I thought maybe if you all talked…I’m sorry. If it weren’t for me the fight wouldn’t have happened” she said looking at the floor

“Sana, listen to me” he said. “Look at me Sana”

She did as she was told and looked at him in the eyes.

“Okay, listen to me very carefully. This is not your fault. It’s nobody’s fault. The fight, it was all a misunderstanding. Everything will be fine, okay?”

She bit her bottom lip and nodded.

“I want to hear you say it.”

“Okay, everything will be fine” she said rolling her eyes but smiling.


He smiled back at her but it faded when he noticed something.

“You’re bleeding again. Let me help with that”

Once again he crouched in front of her and pressed the cloth gently against her lips. This time he wasn’t looking at her mouth but at her eyes just as she was doing.

Neither of them knew how much time they had spent in the same position until they heard someone talking to them.

“Am I interrupting?”

Yousef looked at Elias who was standing in front of them looking a lot calmer now and stood up.

“I was trying to stop the bleeding.” He said “I think you’ll be okay, as long as you try to contain that beautiful smile of yours for a little bit until the wound closes”

Sana’s eyebrows rose as much as it was humanly possible. Yousef closed his eyes and bit his lip in embarrassment when he realized what he had said. He could here Elias softly chuckling.

“I think I better go and leave you two alone. You know where to find me if you need me” Yousef told Sana

“Yes. Thank you Yousef, for everything” she said

“No worries” he said smiling.

He nodded at Elias as a way to say goodbye and turned around to leave.

“Beautiful smile, huh?” Elias teased his sister once his friend left

“Shut up” she said rolling her eyes “You’re not allowed to make fun of me, not after today”

“I’m sorry” he said sitting next to her “I’m sorry for the way I acted, I know I scared you. It’s just…there’s some stuff going on with me right now and sometimes I don’t deal with it the way I should”

“Elias, I’m here. You can talk to me. If something is bothering you, you can tell me, I can help”

“You don’t have to worry about it, Sana”


“Believe me, I’m fine. Just, please forgive me”

“I do, you know I do. I don’t have any other choice. You’re my brother”

And I’ll apologize to Even and his friends too, I promise”

“Good” she nodded

“But hey, not everything was bad. Yousef and you were giving each other hearteyes over there and he said you have a beautiful smile” he said smiling

“Yup, still not allowed to tease me” she said standing up and starting her way back home.

Elias stood up and followed her, laughing as he matched his steps to hers. There was a long way home ahead of them and he was planning on spending it teasing his sister. And he hadn’t even started with Yousef. He was rooting for those two so badly.


So this is it

I hope you’ve liked it

I wanted to say some things

1st I have nothing against Magnus, I picked him to be the one punching Sana (by accident) because I had to pick one

2nd I’m not trying to portray Elias as someone violent but I think that that would be his reaction if he saw Sana getting hurt. Also we know or at least I think that something is going on with Elias, something is bothering him and even though I didn’t want to get into it I felt like I needed to mention it

I really hope you’ve liked it!

I have 6 more prompts to write so as I said before I’m not taking prompts right now, not until I’m done with the ones I have to write ‘cause I want to dedicate them the time they deserve, I’m really sorry.

Thank you all for reading!!!

Fake Dating & Stealing Cookies

Jace Wayland/Herondale imagine

Summary: Jace and you never got along well. When there’s a new mission, they need the two of you to pretend to be dating, and move into an apartment together. Now you only need to try not to kill each other. Followed by ‘The Date & The Confession’.

A/N: I saw Dom’s scene in Modern Family, which was amazing, and I just had to write something for Jace. Also, this is probably a long shot, but I’m going to Amsterdam next weekend. I’ve only been there once, just for one day, and I didn’t really do anything besides shopping to be honest, so if anyone knows something to do, feel free to let me know. From sightseeing to shops, to places to eat/drink something, anything is welcome. Thank you, and I hope you’ll like this :)

Prompts: “Is that supposed to cheer me up?” – “I would rather be violently stabbed to death.” – “Can you stop distracting me?”


“I’m sorry, you want us to do what?” You asked Alec, raising your eyebrows. Looking sideways towards Jace, you could tell he wasn’t a big fan of the plan either.

“Well, I’m sorry, but you are the only two available for this mission.” he explained why you two were the lucky chosen ones.

“Why can’t you and Izzy do it?” Jace asked him.

“Izzy is my sister.” Jace just raised one of his eyebrows at him, not getting why that was a problem.

“I’m not pretending to date my sister, Jace.” he argued. “Where you even listening when I told you what you were supposed to do?”

“I was listening to some parts of it.”

Alec let out a sigh.

“He wants us to pretend to be a couple in order to keep tabs on some dodgy Downworlders who will be our neighbors.” you said in a bored tone.

“What she said.” Alec looked at Jace, nodding towards you.

“Come on, Y/N, it can’t be that bad.” Izzy said when she saw the expression on your face. She had come to your room as soon as she had heard you would be leaving the next day for a mission, figuring you didn’t like it at all.

“You don’t have to spend who knows how long with the guy in a tiny apartment, pretending to be dating. I’m pretty sure he hates me, Iz.” You pouted a bit as you let out a sigh. You and Jace were known for not getting along that well.

“He doesn’t hate you.” she reassured you. “He just isn’t used to being beaten in close combat training.” She smiled.

You raised your eyebrows in doubt. “Still, this is not going to be a fun mission.”

“Well, if it makes you feel any better, I made you some cookies.” She smiled as she offered you a box filled with her home made cookies.

You eyed the box. “Is that supposed to cheer me up?”

Izzy’s mouth opened in protest, slightly offended no one thought she could cook. “My cooking is not that bad!”

“No, you’re right.” you said as you opened the box of cookies, sniffing the smell of slightly burned cookies, and something else that definitely wasn’t supposed to be in there. “If I really do get tired of Jace, I could always poison him with your cookies.” You smiled smugly.

She narrowed her eyes at you, but managed to still smile, grabbing a pillow from your comforter next to her. “Shut up.” She threw the pillow at you, making you actually laugh.

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[fic] won’t you come and put it down on me

phichit/seunggil for the @yoirarepairmonthly​ prompt “luck”

it’s russian roulette, only the bullets are chocolate-covered nuts and the gun - isn’t a gun, but it certainly can shoot.

(on ao3)

“In chocolate Russian Roulette, the unlucky one gets spicy stuff in their mouth. In Phichit’s Russian Roulette, you might just end up with a dick in your mouth,” he says, beaming while he holds out a bag of foil-wrapped candies to his audience.

“The only kind of dick that would fit in there is Leroy’s,” Seunggil says, pushing around the unfinished vegetables on their plate with a fork.

Phichit waves dismissively. “That’s for another day,” he says. “Nah, these are regular chocolate - only one of them has an aphrodisiac in it.”

“That doesn’t sound so bad,” Leo says. “Guanghong once gave me Valentine’s chocolate with his blood in it.”

Guanghong chokes on their drink. “Th-that was once!” they say. “My sister was the one who - she said it was like a spell - ”

Leo fiddles with fork. “It - it’s not like you needed to cast a spell…”

Guanghong turns even redder.

Phichit pretends to wipe a tear away from his eye. “Ah, that’s youth.”

“That’s youth,” Yuuri agrees, wiping sauce away from their mouth.

Guanghong ducks their gaze, flustered. “Um - did you make the chocolates yourself?” they ask, peering at the candies. “They’re cute!”

“See, shoujo manga is good for something after all,” Phichit says, throwing up a v-sign. “Though the manga that gave me this idea isn’t something you can call shoujo.”

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