except i had more clothes on

anonymous asked:

does piper ever feel self conscious about her lankiness? jw

Oh Im sure. Everyone experiences insecurity in their life, and Piper is no exception. 

I headcanon she went through a bout of self-consciousness around 14 or 15 because while her other female classmates had started “filling out” (wider hips, fuller breasts, etc) she was still very tall, lean, and generally flat. Piper is truly feminine at heart, and I think sometimes she struggled to show that as a teen because she felt her body wasnt the right fit for the type of clothing she wanted to wear, which resulted in her defaulting to a more tomboy style as a way of self-preservation. Her frequent hair style changes were also a coping mechanism- something about her looks she control. 

Of course now that she’s in her twenties and has come a bit more into her shape, alot of that anxiety has faded. It isn’t gone, but she’s made great strides in seeing her appearance as something to be proud of <3

Compilation of the best dreams I’ve had:

The one where Togami wore aviators over his glasses during the class trial and I couldn’t fucking concentrate bc it was so distracting (I was Naegi in this one btw)

The one where Togami told me I probably buy my clothes at, and I quote, “the garbage store” (also Naegi in this one) also Chiaki was my cousin

The one where I was Izuru and I had super long claws and I dug my way out of prison and murdered a train full of people except for an old man sitting next to me and the conductor who didn’t even notice

The one where I had weed hidden in my ceiling and it was in those small boxes raisins come in and i didn’t know what to do with it so I just Ate It and straight up and it tasted like rice

Don't go in my room.

So my moms got a deal with me where anytime I clean my room she gives me 25 bucks, redeemable once a week. Problem is I brainbad so much that I haven’t cleaned enough to meet the terms in like, three months. That’s fine. Mom also knows that I have some crippling anxiety, and a massive trigger is people going in my room without my knowledge/permission. Like, fullblown meltdown is usually the result. It’s bad.

Thing is, Dad also knows this. Except Mom would like my room clean, but prefers me not having an anxious meltdown. Dad would like me not having an anxious meltdown, but prefers my room clean. You see the problem here.

Normally this is fine cause Dad’s not bad enough to blatantly go in there while anyone else is home. He knows that the rest of the house gets mad at him for ruining my mental health. For some weird reason. Except around Christmas he lost his job, and considering he’s a crane operator, he’s probably not getting another one until spring. And now I’m back to school from exam break, so there’s hours every day where he’s the only one at home.

So for all five days I’ve been to school this semester, I’ve come home to find my room mysteriously cleaned on some level. Honestly, the fights from it are more trouble than they’re worth most of the time, and he’s never gonna stop, so I decided to let it go. Only time I’ve called him out on it was when I came home to find that the cats had been in my room while he was there, and without him noticing one of them peed on my clothes. Wasn’t thrilled, and he apologised for that one. But there’s been some definite resentment, and it’s been very hard to not have anxiety attacks lately.

Except today I come home to find that he’s finished. Rooms totally clean. Note that this has just been between me and him so far, and Mom would be furious if she knew that he was going in my room. And I get money if I clean my room.

So I just cheerfully informed mom that if she wanted to come and check, I had absolutely cleaned my room, and am willing to accept the 25 dollars now. Right in front of dad. Who could do nothing but watch as I took the credit and money for what he’s been spending a fair amount of his time doing.

YOI Fan Rec Friday

Thanks for all your awesome recs this week!

Rec’d by anonymous:
A Lesson in Wanting by awesometinyhumanbeing, Not rated, 12k
Victor ties himself into a knot known as Katsuki Yuuri—in more ways than one—and they navigate their way to each other in a series of fits and starts, miscommunication, and Herculean pining.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
the things i’ll give you (everything, everything) by yukilee, Gen, 8.3k (WIP)
in which viktor finds yuuri sleeping everywhere around campus and he just wants to take him home.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Under the Cover of Eros by Kawaiiusagi, Explicit, 45k (WIP)
The Phantom Thief Eros steals fine jewels, but he also has his eye set on Detective Nikiforov’s heart. 

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Rec’d by anonymous:
The Cold Beauty by NefariousandElegant, Teen, 10k (WIP)
He has been cursed for years to live alone and to be disgraced with powers he never wanted. He is selfish and arrogant. Cold. Only one can change him and help everything be restored. After years of waiting for the one, he finally arrives. Victor never thought he could return to normal until he laid eyes on a true beauty… Yuuri Katsuki.

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Rec’d by anonymous and anonymous:
Six Hours Ahead by alipiee, Teen, 5.3k (WIP)
When Yuuri downloaded the harmless quiz app, he hadn’t expected to become best friends with the Russian boy who asked him for a rematch. 

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Rec’d b anonymous:
my name is viktor nikiforov by thishasbeencary, Teen, 5k
Soulmates are telepathically linked to each other, but can only hear the other’s thoughts when they’re in close proximity. Viktor Nikiforov’s soulmate isn’t Russian, but Japanese, and he can’t understand a single word that they think. Other than his name.

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Rec’d by @s-h-i-k-e-i:
Petrichor by fundips, Gen, 2.1k
Viktor and Yuuri returned to Hasetsu to train until next season, resuming their relationship except more domestic than anything. On the first rainy day they had together, Viktor jumped up and dragged Yuuri out of the onsen as soon as it started pouring down - Yuuri still in his lazy clothes with unwashed hair. As soon as they were on the street outside in the downpour, Viktor kissed him. Afterwards, Viktor said it was because he’d always wanted to kiss in the rain.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Second Row, Center Seat by LittleLostStar, Gen, 5.2k
In which Victor is the talented actor, and Yuuri is the theater critic with a perpetual crush.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
six seconds of life by EyeOfKaleidoscope, Teen, 2.9k
Phichit mourns the loss of Vine (he even plans a funeral).

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Rec’d by anonymous:
The Plot Twist We Deserved by Daughter of Vayu (aquaregia), Teen, 2.5k
Viktor Nikiforov and Yuri Plisetsky were otaku, obsessed over a manga series ‘On ICE!!!’ which was written by Katsuki Yuuri-sensei. See how the two fanboys gushing over their favorite manga and annoyed the hell out of Katsuki Yuuri.

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Rec’d by anonymous, anonymous, and @mmeishi :
Nuclear Hearts Club by butterbeerbitch, Teen, 15k (WIP)
Being seventeen and chronically confused isn’t always a walk in the park - especially when you’ve been crushing on your brother’s best friend since you were nine. You’d be crazy not to. Victor’s the best thing to happen to the world since sliced bread.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Tu meum Animum by bratinella, Gen, 47k (WIP)
Viktor is many things but, lately, there are things that are added in his repertoire and he brushes it off as a trick of the imagination since he does not consider himself a stalker and most definitely not a dork.

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Rec’d by anonymous and anonymous:
More Than Okay by LoneWolf_With_Internet, Gen, 6.4k
While on tour, the last thing Viktor would have expected during his stop in Japan would be to give a free performance to his fans at a karaoke bar, but what surprised him even more was the cute Japanese skater – that Viktor swears he’s seen before – the crowd pressured into joining him on stage for a duet. Needless to say, Victor had more fun than he originally anticipated.

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Rec’d by anonymous and anonymous:
Kiss The Rain by Writingfanfics1432, Gen, 1.3k
Yuri gets attacked and Viktor tries his best to comfort him.

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Rec’d by @domokunrainbowkinz:
Mercury’s Muse by starsong462, Not Rated, 11k (WIP)
Royalty AU where Yuuri and Prince Victor meet as children, fall in love, and inspire each other through music.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Lullaby of Birdland by Orchids_and_Fictional_Cities, Teen, 40k (WIP)
After his poor performance at the Grand Prix Final, Yuuri is weary but not broken, and decides to give it one last shot. Victor plays piano three nights a week at a small jazz bar near the Detroit Skating Club, and does his best to get by.

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Rec’d by @helly-watermelonsmellinfellon:
Standard Deviations by JustBeHappy, Teen, 86k
Victor knew something was wrong when he woke up. Firstly, Yuuri wasn’t by his side in bed. Secondly, the wallpapers weren’t supposed to be blue. Time Travel AU, where Victor landed 4 years into the past, just after Sochi Grand Prix Finals.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
extremely loud and incredibly close by anirondack, Explicit, 5.4k
“There are a couple other skaters around - some stayed to shower, but most have been gone for half an hour or more - but Yuuri pays no attention to them. His gaze is on the building they’re staying at, and he barely says a word until they get there and then, when the elevator doors close, he hits the button for their floor and then shoves Victor against the wall.” 

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Rec’d by anonymous:
YOI Gem AU series by Jesse_Rae, Not Rated/Gen, 8.4k (WIP)
Steven Universe crossover!

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Rec’d by @exile-wrath:
Hearts On Snow by BoredomIsDeadly, Teen, 15k (WIP)
Yuri Katsuki is content with retiring to his family inn to live out the rest of his life in relative peace and quiet following a certain incident and a period of fruitless adventuring. But he returns only to meet news that his dog had died, leaving him in a terrible mental state. So when Makkachin appears out of nowhere, he decides to return it to its owner in another kingdom before fully calling it quits.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Competing for Your Attention by IdunAurora, Gen, 72k (WIP)
It was only later when the idea was planted into his head by a visiting Dragon Master, and it was only when he watched junior coordinator Viktor Nikiforov compete in a televised event that Yuuri decided he would take on the Hoenn League challenge when he reached the age of ten.


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Sappy Mushy Romantic-Jughead Jones

Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Description: Reader sucks at getting sleep, but her boyfriend’s shirt keeps her warm n cozy (”is that my shirt?” prompt, requested). Basically fluff with little to o plot, its literally less than 500 words bc I couldn’t think of a creative or original plot so enjoy my sucky writing! hope you like it @ anon!!!

Warnings: none, unless swearing counts

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An irritating buzzing sound was the first thing I heard when I woke up Friday morning. I groaned in protest at my alarm clock, blindly reaching for my phone and checking the time.6:15
Great, I had literally only gotten two hours’ worth of sleep. Today was going to suck ass.
I sat up in my bed, yawning, and staring at the wall across my room for a solid minute before getting up and grabbing some clothes from my closet, throwing little to no effort in what I wore. Today’s pick was a pair of ripped black skinny jeans and a navy-blue sweater. Not far from what I usually wore, except a little more boyish and the sweater was huge on me. I tiredly made my way to my bathroom, brushing my teeth and putting my hair up, and doing a very minimal amount of makeup, just some mascara and concealer, really. I had stayed up all night, but that was my business, and I didn’t need people poking and prodding and asking questions.
There was a knock at my door before my boyfriend, Jughead Jones, stuck his head in.
“Hey, I’m a bit early today, but I have some news about Jas- Is that my shirt?” I raised my eyebrow and looked back down at the sweater, realization hitting me.
“Huh, guess it is.” I shrugged my shoulders, too tired to be embarrassed.” I can change if you w-“
“No! No, no, it’s okay, really.” Jughead smiled, his cheeks turning a light shade of pink.” I mean, you should wear it, it looks nice, really brings out your eyes…..” Jughead trailed off, scratching the back of his neck.
“Is the Jughead Jones suggesting that his girlfriend play the disgustingly cheesy wear-your-boyfriend’s-clothes card?” I taunted, stepping closer to my boyfriend. Jughead scoffed unconvincingly, sputtering.
“Please? Me? You’re crazy.” Jughead crossed his arms.
“Oh, Juggie.” I sighed happily, uncrossing his arms and intertwining his fingers with mine.” Underneath that cold, hard, edgy exterior you cover yourself in, there’s a sappy, mushy romantic, begging to break out.” I teased my boyfriend, standing on the tips of my toes and pressing my lips lightly to the bottom of his jaw, the only place I could reach.
“We should get going, I wanna go to Pop’s and get breakfast.” Jughead tilted his head down to look at me, a slight smile playing on the ends of his lips. I leaned against his chest, puckering mine slightly. Jughead rolled his eyes, the smile becoming bigger, and leaned down to give me a quick kiss. I grabbed my backpack from my bed and followed my boyfriend down the stairs and out my front door, walking hand in hand to our favorite diner.

3 Billion Dollars - G Dragon Mafia!AU

Originally posted by shadowtina

Summary: When your father owes 3 billion dollars to the mafia, he must repay his debt. Although things don’t exactly go the way he hoped. 

Genre: Fluffy with a hint of angst in this one

{part 1} {part 2} {part 3} {part 4} {part 5} {part 6} {part 7} {part 8} {part 9} {part 10} {part 11} {part 12} {part 13} {part 14} {part 15} {part 16} {part 17} {part 18} {part 19} {part 20}

A/N: This is the first story I’m posting on Tumblr! I hope you like it! I will always take requests if you wanna send me any. Anyways please enjoy! 

PS: This is just part 1 and it maybe kinda slow.

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~ Admin Brooklyn

“What are we going to do?” Your mother whisper quietly to her husband. Her disappointment in your father was clear, as her face framed her emotions, all of them ranging from anger and frustration to anxiety and worry.

“I don’t know, but I’m so sorry.” Your dad said, remorse filling his voice. “I’m sorry. I’ve should’ve found a better way. I could’ve-”

“Are they coming?” Your mother cut him off, igniting a new problem in their minds.

“I don’t know. They didn’t say they would.” Your father said. As if on cue, the doorbell chimed through the house. Little three-year-old you smiled and ran towards the door.

“Mommy, Mommy someone’s here!” You giggled joyfully. As you stood in front of the door waiting for someone to open it. Your mother picked you up and carried you away from the front door.

“Sweetheart, (Y/N), go play in your room please.” You looked at your mother with wide eyes and nodded your head. She carefully set you down and you headed towards your room. Your mother watched as you climbed the steps and went to your room. The sound of the doorbell broke her trance. She looked at the door with panic and fear as she turned the knob. She plastered a smile on her face as the door swung open.

Her smile dropped as her visitor sprouted a malicious one. Before her stood Mr. Kwon, a high class mafia boss, one of the richest men in the world, and the man your father owes more than 3 billion dollars too.

“Hello. You must be (Y/M/N). I’m sure your know who I am.” He said. His voice was smooth and sharp, like a knife. He was older than what his appearance said, although a few grey hairs had threatened show. He had cunning cat-like eyes and thin lips. He was surrounded by men, all covered in dark clothing, except a little boy whom wore red and clinged to Mr. Kwon’s legs. He had big round cheeks and short jet black hair with dark brown eyes. He couldn’t be older than five. Your father walked up to your mother and gave Mr. Kwon a loose awkward smile.

“I’m sorry to keep you waiting.” He said his voice wavering. “Please come in.”

Mr. Kwon gave him a curt nod, a devilish smile plastered on his face. Mr. Kwon held the little boy’s free hand, the boy’s other hand was occupied by a bright red gift bag. Mr. Kwon lead the little boy inside, then followed by all the men around him.

“Thank you for inviting us. Who knows what would happen if you didn’t.” Mr. Kwon said. He took off his shoes then turned towards the little boy to help. His shoes already off and neatly set together on the mat holding other shoes. You mom and dad led the way towards your kitchen. Mr. Kwon sat down and pulled the boy closer to him.”This is my son Ji Yong. He seemed lonely, and I’ve heard that you have a daughter.”

At his words your mom and dad shot up, terrified about Mr. Kwon’s plans. Young Ji Yong clutched the gift bag to his chest. Mr. Kwon smiled at their fear, his eyes scanning over your parents. “Why don’t you call her over?”

His request sent chills up your mother’s spine. She frowned and opened her mouth to say something, but your father stopped her. She glared at him, until he nudged her, hinting at how the men around them were reaching for their guns. Ji Yong started at your mother watching her first instinct to defy his father.

“(Y/N), come down here please.” Your father called stiffly. Ji Yong watched your parents carefully, his gaze then switching to the men that came with them. The men listened to his father out of respect, while your parents listened out of fear. Ji Yong sometimes envied the control that his father had. Ji Yong looked up at his father, who looked down and smiled fondly at him. Little footsteps could be heard coming down the stairs at an uneven, yet steady pace. You walked towards the kitchen, a smile on your face. As you stepped into the kitchen, your smile fell. You looked at mom and a small smile formed on your face as you ran to her. You eyed the men in the room, your innocent eyes staring out of curiosity, as you hid behind your mother’s legs.

“Hi there. You must be (Y/N).” Mr. Kwon said. Your parents grabbed your shoulders and pulled you closer to them. You made eye contact with Mr. Kwon, who looked at you expectantly. You nodded your head then looked at the floor. Mr. Kwon chuckled at your cuteness and guided Ji Yong so he stands in front of him. Ji Yong was staring at you, watching you in curiosity. You didn’t seem afraid, just shy.

“This is my son Ji Yong. He came to play with you (Y/N).” Mr. Kwon said. Your head shot up, eyes wide. You’ve never had someone to play with before. Ji Yong smiled at you and you stepped away from your mother. Her grip on your shoulders tightened as she pulled you back to her. The men in black were quick to react as their hands went to their belts, grabbing their weapons.

“Gentlemen, gentlemen, calm down. We’re trying to make friends. Isn’t that right (Y/L/N)?” Mr. Kwon’s taunting smile threatened your mother and father. You watched the men as their hands backed away slowly from their guns. Your father pried your mother’s hands off your shoulders. Ji Yong stepped towards you as you walked away from your mother and towards him.

“Hi there.” Ji Yong said softly. His voice was quiet, but reached your ears softly. You gave him a shy wave and looked at him with wide curious eyes. He smile softly and stepped closer to you.

“(Y/N), can you take Ji Yong to play up in your room? I need to talk to your parents.” Mr. Kwon’s voice asked. His voice very calm and relaxed, while your parents quivred in fear. You nodded your head and walked towards Ji Yong, grabbing his hand in your tiny one.

“Come on.” You said quietly, still feeling slightly shy. You were happy to play with somebody, but that doesn’t mean you knew them. Your parent’s had always said to never trust a stranger, and you still didn’t know anything about Ji Yong, except for his name. You lead him away from the kitchen and towards the stairs leading to the upper level of the house. Ji Yong’s hand was able to wrap around yours easily, almost engulfing your tiny one. The red gift bag made crinkling noises as he walked up stairs with you guiding him up and out.

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Your parents watched Mr. Kwon, his venomous smile ready to unleash his hidden plan that would soon haunt them. Everyone could hear the footsteps as they reached the top of the steps, as well as the rustling the gift bag made as Ji Yong climbed the steps. It wasn’t until the squeaking of your door, followed by the sound of it shutting, did Mr. Kwon finally say something.

“You’re in quite the pickle aren’t you (Y/L/N)?” Mr. Kwon said, getting up from his seat and stalking his way towards the refrigerator. He opened it carelessly and grabbed a drink. “Three billion dollars. That’s a lot of money. Not to mention the men, and the time I lost without that money. You sir, owe me a lot in order to compensate what I lost.”

“It’s okay though, I’ve decided there are a few things we could do to fix your little problem.” Mr. Kwon had them and he knew it. The way your father’s eyes lit up, but at the same time your mother’s skeptical eyes glared, preparing for what he had planned for her family.

“Your daughter is wonderful, by the way. She seems very shy, yet I think she’ll be very independent.” Your mother narrowed her eyes at him. Mr. Kwon just smirked, happy that he was able to get some reaction out of her. He loved seeing how people tried to defy him, like they would have a chance to prove him wrong, especially when he had the power to be right.

“Stay away from my daughter. She has nothing to do with this.” Your mother said. The men around them reached for their guns, but made no effort to aim them.

“Sweetheart you are in no position to be making orders. Your husband here, has wasted a lot of my money, my time, and my men. You must know how valuable money is. Things always seem to be more expensive when you have kids, don’t they.” Mr. Kwon paused, taking a sip of his drink. His pause went on a little longer, not only for dramatic effect,  but he wanted to watch as fear sunk into your mother’s eyes. “I just want to make sure I have what I need to solidify my child’s future.”

“What do you mean?” Your father asked cautiously. Mr. Kwon malicious smile appeared once again. He stayed quiet until he heard what he had been waiting for. The house seemed to echo your screams soon followed by a quieter, more joyful fit of giggles. Your parents faces fell containing their horror and shock.

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You smiled and clung to Ji Yong as he giggled and smiled. You had been playing together for quite sometime, enjoy each other’s company, well at least you were. After you had gotten to your room he had given you his gift. The shiny red bag with the red and white tissue paper preventing you from seeing to the gift. Ji Yong watched as you unwrapped the gift slowly but surely making your way to the object his father picked out for you. Ji Yong knew what was going on down stairs. He already knew the ultimatum his father would be giving your parents in a minute. He knew what his father had planned for his future, and Ji Yong trusted his father enough to let him take control. So he sat back and watched your eyes light up with joy as you pulled out a fuzzy deep blue blanket that held another item. Along with the blanket was a stuffed dog, a blue ribbon acting as a small collar. You pulled the blanket around you and held onto the dog, creating a small tent just for yourself.

“Do you like it?” Ji Yong asked. You smile and nodded happily.

“Thank you.” You said sweetly. Ji Yong gave you his wide smile and scooted closer to you. “Wanna help me make a fort?”

After a few minutes of setting up, Ji Yong pushing chairs and pillows, and you sitting with blankets directing him where things should go, the fort was done and filled with all your stuffed animals. Ji Yong crawled his way into the fort, making you giggle as he commando crawled. You scooted over to make room for him, only to run into Miss Cupcake, your stuffed unicorn, causing you to sit on her hind legs due to the lack of space. He smiled at you and grabbed a storybook, showing off his skill of reading to you. Although the few words he skipped caused rifts in the story, you enjoyed the effort he made and soon you two started playing games.

Half way through the game of hide and seek in your room (which didn’t last two round thanks to Miss Cupcake being a tattle tale). Ji Yong had found you in your closet and scared you by tickling your sides causing you to scream. You fell over on top of him in a fit of giggles and kept rolling until his torture ended. By then he was smiling and you were a fit of giggles. Ji Yong would just smile at you and you couldn’t stop laughing.

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“You are not going to take my daughter away from me and give her away like some prize.” Your mother growled at Mr. Kwon. He raised his eyebrow in amusement as the men around them pulled out their guns and aimed them at your mother. Your father pulled her closer to him and held her tightly against his chest. Calming down, her growling of ungodly words had settled to a glare as Mr. Kwon casually sipped his drink. Your giggles still echoing in the house.

“You see, I planned to let her live with you. Let you raise her, teach her what she’ll need to know, until Ji Yong can take my spot. Then she’ll become apart of the mafia world, alongside my son. Or we can continue this, let you struggle and fight to save your only daughter. Which will end up with both of you dead on the floor, and (Y/N) an orphan. I guess we’ll just have to take her in early then. So your choice (Y/L/N), now or later.” Mr. Kwon stood patiently waiting for their answer. Your mother calmed down, but her glare was steady. The men lowered their weapons as your mother nodded her head and Mr. Kwon smiled at his victory.

“Good choice.” Mr. Kwon was cut off by hurried foot steps and the sound of giggling. You ran into the kitchen, the fuzzy blue blanket still wrapped around you. You hid behind your mother’s legs, your giggling dying down. Ji Yong ran to catch up with you and caught you in the kitchen. Your giggles grew back to life again and you ran away from your mother and towards Mr. Kwon. You hid behind his legs, until he picked you up.

“Do you like your gift (Y/N)?” He asked sweetly. You nodded your head shyly and buried yourself in the blanket more.

“She’s still shy around you dad.” Ji Yong said. Mr. Kwon looked down at Ji Yong and smiled. He set you down carefully then smiled at your parents. They watched in horror as you giggle playfully with Ji Yong, him tickling you as you fell onto the floor again.

“This has been wonderful, but we must get going Ji Yong, you have to get to bed soon.” Mr. Kwon said, a knowing smile on his face. A whine sounded from both you and Ji Yong as you two stopped playing. Ji Yong helped you up and then sent a smile your way. You couldn’t help but giggle as you covered his head with the blanket once more. He smiled at you then pulled away and looked up at his father. Mr. Kwon guided Ji Yong towards his shoes and got ready to leave, with you trailing behind them silently. You gave Ji Yong one last smile, which was quickly returned by a wide one of his own.

“Goodbye little (Y/N), hopefully we’ll see you soon.” Mr. Kwon said sweetly at you. You smiled back at him and gave him a small wave.

“I hope you understand our deal (Y/L/N). We don’t want anything to get ruined.” Mr. Kwon said, his malicious smile returning once more. Your father gave him a curt nod, satisfying Mr. Kwon.

“Bye Bye Yongie.” You said to Ji Yong smiling. Mr. Kwon smiled down at his shoes, while your parents stood motionless. Ji Yong turned and smiled at you and waved. His shoes on and ready to go.

“Bye (Y/N). I’ll see you later.” Ji Yong replied. Mr. Kwon held Ji Yong’s hand and walked out the door, leaving you to wonder when they’ll come back.

Sex Bomb (Smut)

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Request:  Yo can you make an imagine about buying the sex bathbomb and taking a bath with shawn that leads to some slow passionate sex ?

Word Count: 2,217

Sex Bomb

“Are you done yet, please?” Shawn whined at me.

I was holding another dress up in front of me, looking at myself in the mirror.

“Soon babe, I promise” I assured him.

He stuck his tongue out at me, obviously very annoyed with me. It just made me laugh, though. He was cute when he got frustrated. Shawn leaned against the wall in the store, doing his very best to let me know, he surely wasn’t happy with me.

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Chapter 545 Thoughts

Wow, it’s been so long since I wrote a chapter review. I can’t believe this is truly the final chapter. It doesn’t feel like it’s actually over, and I guess that’s because the ending doesn’t really feel like an ending? And I think that’s partly what Mashima was going for.

But, I’ll talk about the the general stuff later. First I’m going to focus on the ships, as that was such a main part of the chapter anyway. 

First of all, IMO, all the major ships are canon. Nalu is canon. Gruvia is canon. Jerza is canon. And Gajevy is (obviously lmao) canon. 

I’m going to be honest, though, I was disappointed to an extent, and that’s largely because we, the fans, didn’t get that 499 was Gray’s answer. So, I’m going to backtrack, and talk about that chapter again first.

Juvia got that Gray’s actions and words in 499 was his answer, that’s why she said his words made her happy at the time. But the fans wanted more. Gray was never a direct person. He shows his feelings with actions, not words. And there was nothing greater he could do, than kill himself, in order to prevent himself from hurting HER any further. Like he said, he wanted to protect Juvia at all costs. And we’ve seen him do just that, again and again over the years. 

But 499 was different. We saw Juvia take action first, and knew why she was doing it, and Gray likewise, took the same actions, for the same reasons, and Juvia knew it. And WE knew it. We knew why. We knew then that Gray’s feelings were mutual. But we still thought there would be more. Something more direct. But like I said, and like we knew, Gray isn’t one for words. And because Juvia understands him on a different level, she doesn’t need him to say anything. What he tried to say, and what he did, was enough for her. 

We should have got it, because lover’s double suicide is such a huge statement in Japanese fiction and culture. 

But we didn’t get it.

 And that’s ok. 

Because I can look back now, taking away my expectations, and appreciating what we got. because 499 really gave us everything we had wanted, and really did show us Gray’s mutual feelings. 453 showed his mutual feelings. 416 showed his mutual feelings. Gruvia have gone canon about four times so far lmao. But we’re huge fans, and always wanted more. Again, something direct.

And yet, in THIS chapter, Gray was TOO direct lmao. It wasn’t at all what I was expecting. I was expecting something sweet, something romantic, I was expecting a serious talk. And they kind of had all of that, but in a way that was very in character for Gruvia. It was their classic dynamic, except flipped on it’s head lol.

So, here’s how it came off to me. 

Obviously Gray is already stripped when we see him, and Juvia, as usual, reacts to it, by blushing, and being embarrassed, and taking a good look haha. But then she starts taking off her clothes, while Wakaba and Makao perv over her. Then we get more of Juvia wanting to take everything off (and she’s had too much to drink, so she’s also emotional, drunk Juvia at this point lol), and we have Gray, for the first time EVER, reacting to Juvia removing her clothing. This is HUGE for a number of reason:

a) Gray is blushing (blushy Gray, is best Gray).

b) Gray is trying to stop her

c) Gray has turned into Juvia lol!

Because the roles are reversed, aren’t they? Juvia is usually the one blushing, and freaking out over Gray randomly stripping. And it also shows growth and change in their relationship, because Gray has seen Juvia strip before. She did so several times during the Avatar/Alvarez arcs. But Gray never even seemed to notice before, let alone blush, and get upset by it!

Juvia was being ogled by Gildarts, who at first said girls shouldn’t drink, then he wanted Juvia to drink more, because it meant she’d take off more clothes haha. But we see Gray, angry at Juvia for stripping, and dragging her away as she apologizes. Again, their roles are completely flipped lmao. But I love it, because we know that Gray is being protective of her. Something MAJOR has changed in their relationship for Gray to be reacting this way now, in comparison to his non-reactions of the past. 

But here’s the best part, the SCARS. 

First of all, Juvia’s scar really should be in the middle of her torso, not the side, but I guess Mashima wanted to mirror the placement of Gray’s. It’s not a big deal, but something I definitely noticed lol. 

Anyway, I just really love that they both kept those scars, because they are a physical representation of their feelings for each other. But here’s the thing I saw some people complaining about, and I believe it’s because they don’t really understand what Gray is saying. 

Gray is upset that Juvia still has her scar. Not because it’s some sexist thing, but because seeing the scar reminds Gray of what he failed to do, and that is, he failed to protect Juvia. That scar is, to him, a representation of his weakness, and the hurt he thinks he caused her. Remember, before the war ended, he said he wanted to apologize to Juvia and thought of 499. 

Juvia protected him, and she died for him. And he doesn’t want that scar on her, because it brings back traumatic memories and guilt. We know Gray is someone who has a hard time letting go of things like that. He carried the guilt over Ur for a decade+, and he still probably carries it. 

We saw how devastated Gray was when he thought he failed to save Juvia. He never wanted her to die for him. And it wasn’t him. It was Wendy who ultimately saved her. And that scar marred her body. If it wasn’t for his failure, she wouldn’t have it. That’s how he sees it, IMO. So, that’s why he wants her to get rid of it. 

Not to mention, when he goes on to say, that men and women’s bodies are different, he is viewing her as something sacred. She’s so special and important to him, and again, in his eyes, he let her get hurt, and even caused some of that hurt. She’s been scarred because he couldn’t prevent it. 

Also, as far as I’m concerned, the dialogue doesn’t mean this is Gray’s first time seeing the scar. He stated, “it’s still there, huh.” So, we know he’s seen it before, because he knows it exists. Not to mention, surely, this is not the first time Juvia has stripped in front of Gray since she got it. It’s been a whole year since the war ended. So, no, I’m sure he’s seen the scar plenty of times before. But he doesn’t like to see it, and perhaps he never brought it up before, and Mashima is making him bring it up now for our sakes, so they can have this conversation.

Juvia says she doesn’t mind the scar, and points out Gray’s hypocrisy, since he also kept his scar from when he also tried to kill himself in order to save her life.

I personally love that they both chose to keep their scars. Gray has said before that his scars are important to him. He has his Lyon scar, and his Ultear scar, and his Juvia scar is the biggest of all. Neither have rid their bodies of these scars, even though they could via Wendy, because it represents what they would go through for each other. It’s a mark of their love, and how deep it goes. And I think that’s beautiful. 

But Gray gets really agitated and starts arguing that men and women’s bodies are different! He starts talking specifically about Juvia’s body, and this leads Juvia to question, what about her body? 

Gray immediately gets so very blushy. His pupils are dilated. he’s looking down at her, with her breasts exposed, and you can tell he’s thinking hard during that major pause he took haha. And then Gray says the most gloriously pervy thing ever, which is that her body (or Juvia herself, depending on the translation) is his!!! 

I died hahahaha. 

I never, in a million years, would expect Gray to say something so blatantly sexual to Juvia. And that leads to my next point. In my opinion, Gray wouldn’t say something that forward suddenly, if they weren’t already together. I can’t see him starting a relationship with THAT, and certainly not after a whole year of nothing between them at all. 

As I said, 499 was the answer. A whole year has passed since the war. I find it immensely hard to believe, that they weren’t in a relationship during this chapter. The way Gray was reacting to Juvia here (the blushing, the anger at her stripping, how protective he was being, and his words) all indicate that they were already together at this time. Whether they were also sexually active, I really don’t know. But depending on the translation, I think it’s very possible they could already be so, considering he said her body is his haha. That’s something a boyfriend would say if he had already had her body, if you know what I mean. ^_~

The stuttering of “ers” and “ums” that preceded and followed the statement, as well as the “maybe” seemed to me like he was embarrassed to be saying it all aloud. I equate it to a guy saying something he realizes might have crossed a line with his girlfriend, and trying to make it ok, but adding a “if that’s ok with you, dear!” And we know for a fact he was embarrassed, because he was blushing so hard the entire time, and even had to look away from her. ^-^

But, again, Juvia knew exactly what he meant by his words, and again, Juvia reacted positively with hearts all over the place. And her classic “Juveeeen!” as a sound effect haha! 

Juvia got what he was saying, and she liked it. She was definitely very happy with his words. And like I said, I think at this point, they are already together. Otherwise, I think Juvia’s reaction would have been even more extreme than it was. It just seemed like Gray was admitting something aloud, that he had never admitted before, and she enjoyed that haha. 

Plus, it reminded me of when Juvia said in 499 that her life would forever, and always belong to Gray. There were just so many throwbacks to 499, to reemphasize that was the beginning of their relationship. That’s when everything was decided between the two of them. And this comment was just him boldly stating their relationship status haha. The only thing that would have made it better, was if Gray followed “you’re mine,” with “and I’m yours.”

Also, I loved Wendy’s reaction to what Gray said, because it gave it even more weight and context. Wendy reacted even more strongly to Gray’s very sexual words, than she did when Levy mentioned the baby to Gajeel,  by adding the gesture of covering her mouth. She knows what Gray just said was a HUGE deal, and something too scandalous for her young ears lol! And it’s great, because I am always in favor of sexy Gruvia traumatizing Wendy hahaha! ^-^

Even Lucy is narrating how she was observing all the different couples/relationships, and Gray and Juvia were ones that “got along,” as she puts it. ^_~

Basically, all signs to me, indicate that Gray and Juvia have been an item for a while, and this is us getting to see them as a couple. 

I know a lot of people wanted the timeskip, and the marriage, and the babies so badly. I understand. I wanted it, too. But it was never a priority to me. It was always going to be a bonus to their canon moment. I guess I felt that way, because I didn’t want to say goodbye to the characters I had grown to love so much. Introducing the next generation, meant putting a lot of these characters on the back-burner. Especially for my favorite character, Juvia. 

I have no doubt, if Juvia was married to Gray, and became a mom, that’s what she’d do from now on. She’d be mostly a stay-at-home mother, because that’s just the kind of character she is. She is very domestic, and not very interested in battling. She does it, because she has to, to protect the people she loves. Not that we’d go very in depth with a next gen, even if Mashima happened to introduce them. BUT, i like the idea that the story ends while they are still young, and having adventures together. And I think Mashima liked that idea, too, and that’s why he chose to do things this way. 

Also, it’s rare to see characters in shounen in actual romantic relationships, without skipping ahead into marriage and kids. Like i said, I think it’s incredibly likely Gray and Juvia are already together at the time of this chapter, and this is us getting to see their dynamic as a couple. And that’s pretty exciting to me. And as we saw, Gray and Juvia as a couple, gave us blushy, tsun, jealous, Gray declaring Juvia as his, and wanting her body. I wholly approve of this kind of dynamic ohoho! ^_~ I didn’t think we’d ever see blushy Gray again, and I’m so glad he’s back. *-* 

Plus, I love Gray being protective of Juvia, because her body isn’t just her concern, but his, too, because they are together,. That’s how I ultimately see his comment. It was a very intimate thing to say, and that’s pretty awesome. ^-^

Also, i have to talk about Gruvia on the cover of the magazine. How freaking cute were they? I now have a problem, because, first that autumn of romantic love postcard was the cutest Gruvia picture in existence. Then it was the kitty ears Gruvia picture. Then it was that recent blushy Gruvia sketch with their heads up against each other. And now this! SO MUCH CUTE!!!!

So, as far as the gruvia goes, was it what i wanted? No.Would I have liked more? Always haha. I didn’t get my gruvia kiss, that I so very badly needed. Honestly, if I could improve this at all, it would be to see some undeniably romantic physical contact between them. So, that makes me sad to know we’ll never get it now (unless mashima surprises us one day with extra content, which I’m all for lol). 

BUT, I am happy that Gruvia is finally canon. And sad, that they’ve basically been canon for a while, and I couldn’t appreciate it for what it was at the time lmao. 

Now, after that book I just wrote lmao, I’ll touch on the rest of the chapter. 

Like i said, Nalu is canon. The slight tease at the beginning, with Gajeel accusing Natsu of having a crush on Anna because she smells like Lucy, and him calmly agreeing was too funny! Gajeel was even shocked and blushy, and Lucy was certainly blushy, too, which says it all lol! 

But I really loved that whole scene with Lucy waking up back at her house, and realizing she made Natsu do all kinds of things (carry her home, change her clothes, and sleep with her). It was both cute and hilarious! “I can never be a bride!!!” ;_; LMAO

And it was sweet seeing all her memories, and realizing how far she came because of Natsu being there beside her. And that HUG!!! And Natsu being Natsu, and not doing what Lucy was clearly hoping he would do (give her a kiss!!!) was pretty in character, so i can’t fault it, even though I wish it had happened. Besides, the words Natsu spoke afterwards said it all, IMO. They will be together forever. That’s totally lovers/proposal talk if you ask me. And Lucy knew that, too. 

Jerza got screwed. I mean, there’s no other way to say it, honestly. They deserved so much more. I remember when I thought they’d be the first to go explicitly canon. i remember when I thought they be the ones to either get a wedding, or implied sex at the end of the series. Because they’ve been mutually in love the longest.

That being said, I do get what Mashima was doing with their scenes.

Jellal and the rest of Crime Sorciery were pardoned and free, and that’s good. That’s what needed to happen. But to deny them scenes so often throughout the series, and for so long? And then not have them interact, and decidedly together at the end? No. That’s not cool. Yes, Mashima was basically implying/teasing that they might already be together/seeing each other (that “Erza brushing her hair every day” comment), but they should have had more than that. It wasn’t nice to their fans, or the characters IMO. 

However, that being said, I’ve thought Jerza were canon since the Oracion Seis arc, or if we’re being picky, then certainly since that (almost?) kiss. I don’t like when people say “oh, couples need to obviously be in relationships (marriage and kids!) in order to be canon. Mutual feelings =  canon to me. And always has. 

Gajevy basically got what we already knew they were supposed to get, which was those twins from the light novel being absolutely confirmed on the way, and also showing that they were definitely in a relationship. Again, like with Gruvia, Wendy’s reaction said it all lol.

I thought the bit of Elfever was cute. I don’t really care much about Kinana and Cobra, but it’s nice, I guess? 

Now, the things I didn’t like. 

I’m happy that Lucy is a successful author, BUT I felt like the party should have been at the guild, rather than an award ceremony for Lucy. I would have loved to see everyone getting drunk and rowdy in celebration in the guild one last time, just like the old days.

I also wish there hadn’t been a one year timeskip. FT never does timeskips well. I hate them all haha. If it had to be a timeskip, I wish we had a massive one with the marriage and kids thing (even if I didn’t need it), OR the timeskip was really short (like a month). 

Because Natsu taking so long to tell Lucy what he wanted to do after the war (even if he was waiting on permission), and the dynamics of some of the couples a whole year later, was questionable after so much time had already passed. 

Also, I shipped Miraxus, so while I appreciated that tease, I didn’t like that they made Laxus some kind of playboy, like Mashima couldn’t decide, and just chose to throw a bone to most of the Laxus pairings he knew about lmao.

I did not like that Makarov didn’t give Laxus the guildmaster position. I thought it should have happened. i wanted it to happen. It feels like Laxus’ story was left partly unresolved in a way. And, well, Makarov should be dead. So, it sucks that he’s still there. Die, Makarov. Die. 

The thing I’m most angry with, though, was the Zeref and Mavis scene. It was so unneeded. They had such a great ending. They got so much material in such a short amount of time in the series (more than most of the major couples in the series). Them dying together, and being together in the afterlife, after having lived so long, was fitting. So, I thought bringing them back, and devoting so many pages (FIVE!) on them with this weird reincarnation scene, was really off-putting. 

Not to mention, poor August! They never knew he was their child. Mavis didn’t even know he existed. I thought we were going to get a scene with them meeting him in the after life, and finally being a happy family together. And instead, we get this. WHY? I’m sorry to anyone who liked this, but I felt it took away from how their story ended, and took away time from characters who needed it more in this final chapter. 

As for the 100 year quest, that’s not something I dislike. As other have said, it’s just a quest that’s so difficult, it hasn’t been completed in a 100 years. That’s what Natsu wanted to do after the war. I’m sure, with the incredibly over-powered team they have, they will get the job done in no time. For example, I’m not worried about characters like Juvia, who were left behind. If anything, Juvia could always go to Gray if he needs her (or she needs him lol). They have “communication Lacryma” now, so he could always call her. And, they can always come back whenever they want. It’s not like they are going to disappear. 

And it was fitting to end the series on the original “strongest team.”

It’s not the ending I thought we’d get. I’m not 100% happy with it by any means. There are tons of things I would have done differently. BUT, it was very Fairy Tail, Everyone did get their happy endings for the most part. And, now we get to imagine what happened during that one year after the war, and how do they continue on from here? That’s a lot of room to play with in fandom content, which is great.

And going back to Gruvia, THEY ARE CANON. And that’s just really nice to say. ^_~

Cartoon Criticism Dictionary

(aka phrases I use here to describe very specific things)

Sameface Syndrome: when various female characters all have their faces designed according to the exact same formula, in a way that detracts from the story and is clearly done only to make them “beautiful.” Does not apply to stylistic choices, and does not mean that the characters literally all have the exact same face. Ex. The women in Frozen were designed with major Sameface Syndrome.

Keaneface: currently the most common female face in Western animation, consisting of a heart-shaped face with large eyes and a small, low-placed nose and mouth. Popularized (though not invented) by legendary Disney animator Glen Keane.Ex. Moana has a different body type, but she still definitely has some Keaneface going on.

Girly-Tomboy Compex: when all female characters in a movie or show can be defined as either “girly-girls” (typically feminine clothing and interests) or “tomboys” (actively rallying against feminine clothing and interests, and/or interested in “boy stuff”). Ex. GoGo Tomago and Honey Lemon are pretty much complete stereotypes! They really exemplify the Girly-Tomboy Complex.

Usagi Syndrome: when a female character is criticized for traits that are universally accepted in male characters, such as being annoying, lazy, or gluttonous. Named for the protagonist of Sailor Moon, Tsukino Usagi.Ex. The publisher told me that the protagonist of my novel was too immature for her age. I guess she got hit with Usagi Syndrome.

Girl Power Quota: the practice of having your female character(s) act tough throughout most of the film and/or save the male character(s) at least once, only to suddenly become helpless during the climax.Ex. How come that character who knows kung fu was suddenly incapacitated by someone grabbing her arm? Guess the writers hit their Girl Power Quota.

Strong Independent Woman™: also called the Strong Female Character™. Refers to a method of writing female characters where, instead of giving the character an actual personality, the writer instead makes them “strong” with shortcuts like making them needlessly violent, having them constantly sass others, decrying all typical feminine traits as “weak”, etc.Ex. I was excited that they decided to add a female character to the action hero team, but she was too much of a Strong Independent Woman™ to be interesting. The writers clearly don’t know what women are really like.

Historical Accuracy Fallacy: the claim that it is okay for a story to star mostly white characters because of historical accuracy, even though the story uses fantasy elements that are obviously not historically accurate, not to mention many historical time periods had more POC than we realize.Ex. I got an anon message saying that there shouldn’t be black people in How to Train Your Dragon because the vikings were white, but I guess they were still fine with the dragons! They fell right into the Historical Accuracy Fallacy.

Smurfette Principle: making female characters who are essentially exactly the same as the male characters, except with gender signifiers like eyelashes, pronounced lips, the color pink somewhere on their person, or clothing. Coined by Lindsey Ellis. Ex. Classic Disney characters rely way too much on the Chipette Principle, what with Minnie Mouse and Daisy Duck.

Feel free to suggest more!

Truth or Dare ? Young!Sirius x Reader

Warnings : None

Words : 1770

Request : No, just a thing I thought about and kinda liked?? Hope you enjoy, and if you don’t.. meh, sorreh

Note : There might be some mistakes, tell me if you find some ! + GIF is not mine xx

Originally posted by dearremuslupin


It was nearly 10pm in the Gryffindor common room, the boys, Lily and you were sitting on the floor around the small table near the fireplace. The beautiful red headed girl was sitting on your left and Remus was on your right, facing Sirius and next to him, James. Peter had been really sick lately so he went to bed early, leaving the five of you alone for what was supposed to be a homework session which of course took quickly another turn, much to Remus and Lily’s disappointment. They always held the title of the « nerds » of the group, though they didn’t mind it and couldn’t even try to deny it.


« Let’s play a game ! »


James had said these words with way too much excitement, and the smirk that started to grow on his face was enough for you to know that he had a bad Potter idea, again.

The exaggerated eye-roll Moony gave him after that proved that he thought exactly the same thing, actually only Sirius seemed to be enjoying the idea because he knew that his best friend always had the best plans to have some fun.


« Which game do you wanna play, Prongs ? » asked the dark haired boy sitting next to him.

« Well I was thinking about Truth or dare, I know how much Y/N loves this game. »


He winked at you and you just sent him a death glare that only made him laugh harder. You didn’t like that game, in fact you hated it. The last time you played you had to ask a Slytherin guy out on a date, and he had had the great idea to say yes. It had been the worst date of your life and when you came back to explain it to the boys, they found it really hilarious and teased you for days. Well, all of them except for Sirius who strangely never said a single word about it.


« Do I really have a choice ? »

« Nope Y/N, I’m really scared you don’t.» answered Lily between two giggles, as you just laid your head on Remus’ shoulder as a sign of resignation.


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You had been playing for almost an hour, and right now you were watching Remus and Lily coming back from their respective rooms, wearing each other’s clothes. Lily looked more cute than ridiculous, but the black skirt that was barely covering Moony’s thighs made you all cry from laughter -except him, of course-. His cheeks were red and he mumbled something incomprehensible before sitting down next to you again, waiting for the four of you to calm down and get back at the game.


« Well it’s my turn and since you laughed at my face so bad, I’m choosing you my dear Sirius : truth or dare ? »

« You are evil. Truth. »


On the opposite side of the table, Sirius and James were looking at you, both smiling slightly and waiting for the question. Your eyes met Potter’s first and he winked at you in a childish way, before meeting Sirius’ gaze. Merlin, those eyes made you weak. To say you liked him was an understatement, you always had, since day one. Well how could you not ? He was charming, nice, funny but yet, you never had the courage to tell him about how you felt. He was so popular with the girls of the school and even though he only talked about it with his « mates », you knew he had a lot of hook ups and assumed he just wasn’t into stable relationships. You got back to reality when Remus cleared his throat, before he spoke again.


« Are you in love ? »

The question was simple, but everybody in the room froze, staring at Sirius. If his eyes had been knives, Remus would have died ten times already. Lily gently hit Lupin’s shoulder, saying something about how it wasn’t nice to ask such personal things. You took a sip of your tea, acting as if everything was normal but deep inside you, you could feel your heart beating fast and you weren’t even sure you wanted to hear his answer. Your Y/E/C eyes met his again, before he looked back at Remus and answered with the most calm and clear voice you had ever heard.


« No, I’m not. »


You instantly felt dumb about thinking he could have given the opposite answer, and finished your tea, avoiding him for the rest of the night.


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It had been five days since you played the childish game, and five days since you last spoke to Sirius. You were avoiding him and everyone could tell that, but only Lily knew why. She always knew about your feelings towards him and she tried to talk about it with you but you didn’t want to. Right now, you just needed to move on and concentrate about the essay you were working on. The library was almost empty and you were alone, now that your best friend had left you to go to one of her classes. You jumped when a hand found your shoulder, turning around quickly to meet a certain dark haired boy you knew too well. But for once, he didn’t smile at you nor did he seem happy at all.


« For Gordic’s sake Sirius, I nearly had a heart attack. »


Completely ignoring what you just said, he took a sit next to you, frowning and letting a loud sigh escape from his lips.


« What did I do to you ? » He didn’t let a single sound escape from your mouth and continued. « You haven’t even looked at me for days, don’t tell me you just need some time alone or one of those silly excuses, because you’ve been acting normally with everyone. Everyone except me. »


He spoke louder with every word, clearly mad at you and not giving a damn about the fact that you were in a place supposed to be quiet. You sighed, looking at him right in the eyes, something you didn’t think you were capable of right now.


« I didn’t think you would notice it, why does it matter to you? »


He gave you a confused look, while you were just praying that somehow he would just shrug his shoulders and leave, but you knew him well and Sirius was not gonna leave until he had a clear answer to his questions.


« Maybe because you’re my friend, maybe that’s why I fucking care about it ! »


This time he was shouting, half angry, half frustrated. You let out an ironic laugh, closing your book quickly before standing up, knowking that if he kept on yelling you would get just as angry as him and you didn’t want to fight. Not with him, not now, not here.


« Yes, I’m your friend. But you’re not mine. »


He stood up with a speed you didn’t think was possible, and your heart broke when you saw the deeply hurt expression on his face. His dark eyes were staring right into yours, and you could feel his body tense in front of you.


« If I’m not your friend, then tell me, what am I ? »


You opened your mouth several times, but words didn’t come out. You knew you couldn’t escape, you knew you had to tell him, here and now. You took a deep breath, staring at the ground because you didn’t have the courage to look at him.


« I can’t believe you never saw it. Maybe you didn’t want to after all but here we go. I like you Sirius. More than a friend does, more than Remus likes James. I always did and now I feel so stupid for thinking even for a second that you could feel the same. I feel stupid for thinking you, Sirius Black the great women magnet, could feel anything at all. »


In a strange way you felt released, but now all you wanted to do was get out of this place and that’s why you didn’t let him a chance to say anything and started to walk towards the great Hall as fast as you could. Before you could reach the exit, a large hand grabbed your foreharm and made you turn around, bumping in the tall chest of the boy you left just seconds ago. He didn’t let go of your arm, holding it even more strongly while you slowly looked up at him. There was a look on his eyes that you had never seen before, and you couldn’t tell if it was grief or anger.


« That’s the way you see me ? Like I’m some kind of monster that can’t feel a damn thing? Well I’m sorry to tell you that you’re wrong Y/N, just plainly wrong. I knew I shouldn’t have lied the other night during that stupid game, but I thought you knew me enough to know I was lying. I do feel things, and yes, I’m.. » He looked down for a second, closing his eyes while inhaling, before staring right back at you again « … I’m fucking in love with you. »


His words were rough, and his lips even more. He crashed them on yours as soon as he finished speaking, cupping your face between his hands. The book you still held fell to the ground and it took you a few seconds to realise what whas happening. You moved your hands to his hair, pulling him closer, as you felt him smile through the kiss, moving his lips against yours while gently brushing your cheek with his thumb. You slowly broke your embrace, your foreheads still touching and couldn’t help but smile, giving him a peck on the lips.


« I feel like an idiot. »

He chuckled, wrapping his arms around you before whispering in your ear.

« Well now you’re my idiot. »


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Hidden behind a book shelf, a brown haired boy smiled childishly to his lover, holding his hand out to her.

« Sorry Lils, but it looks like you owe me ten galleons. »

anonymous asked:

If it's not to much could you do #11 for Jeremy and Micheal aka the boyf riends? :)

this was the most recent ask… i have so many others to do…. but tHE BOYF RIENDS ARE MY OTP OKAY I CAN’T HELP IT 

drabble prompts here - any musical! :)


September 1st, 2016

Dear Diary,

First day of senior year… and I just hope this is a better year. I hope that things aren’t awkward with me and Christine since the breakup. I hope that Michael -

“Jeremy?”

Jeremy slammed his journal closed as his father walked into his bedroom, fully clothed. Except for the occasional “casual Saturday,” his dad had stuck to wearing pants on a fairly regular basis; a fact for which Jeremy was very grateful. 

“Hey dad…” Jeremy said, offering his father a weak smile. “What’s up?”

“You ready for school today?”

“Mhm,” Jeremy nodded, sitting on his journal to hide it. His father took note but decided not to ask, instead shooting his son a finger gun and closing the door behind him. 

Jeremy pulled out his journal again to finish his thought.

- and I can be something more this year. That maybe I’ll have the balls to say something to him. 

Jeremy blushed just by writing the words, but felt excitement build in the pit of his stomach at the thought of he and Michael together. But he’d had all summer to say something… and he hadn’t. He’d probably never be brave enough. 

EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU IS JUST TERRIBLE… 

Jeremy shuddered as the familiar voice entered his head. Writing was supposed to help make it go away, not bring it back. Angrily he shoved the journal into his backpack - BOYF still written in now faded letters on the front - and swung the bag over his shoulder. Nervous about hearing the Squip, he then grabbed his headphones and shoved them roughly over his ears, blasting music as he walked to school. He’d decided that a senior on the bus was the weakest someone could get, and refused to sink himself to that level, no matter what he’d smell like when he got to school. 

Once he did get there, he was excited to spot his friend’s familiar red hoodie among the crowds of people. Grinning, Jeremy approached, trying to keep the butterflies out of his stomach. 

Michael looked up as his friend approached and grinned as well. “Jeremy, my buddy! How’s it hangin’?”

“Eh,” Jeremy shrugged, and Michael frowned. 

“Is writing in the diary helping with… y’know?” Michael pointed to his head with a knowing look. 

“Shh!!” Jeremy shushed his best friend nervously. “I don’t want everyone knowing I’m writing in a diary!”

Michael laughed. “Nothing to be ashamed of. C’mon, let’s get to class.”


At lunch, Jeremy waited for Michael to get back from Seven-Eleven, sitting under a tree and writing in his jour- who was he kidding. His diary. 

“Yo!” Michael said suddenly, plopping down next to his best friend. Jeremy jumped and dropped the book on the ground. Michael glanced at it. 

“Ooh, I see my name! Good things I hope,” he grinned, picking up the diary swiftly.

“No! Uh, don’t -” Jeremy protested to no avail, dissolving into mortified silence as Michael’s eyes scanned the page. Both their faces flushed and Jeremy managed to swipe the book out of his friend’s slackened hands. But it was too late. The damage had been done. 

“So… it was good things,” Michael said awkwardly, and Jeremy squeezed his eyes shut. It was times like these he wished the Squip were fully active. He would be able to come up with a lie of some sort…

“Michael, I -” Jeremy stuttered out, eyes wide. 

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Michael asked, still looking stunned. 

“I - uh…”

“We wasted so much time,” he said, a smile finally tugging at his lips. It was Jeremy’s turn to look shocked. 

“What d’you -”

Michael’s hand was suddenly holding his, and Jeremy’s cheeks turned red. Before he could stop himself, Jeremy had leaned in and pressed his lips to Michael’s, pulling himself closer as the kiss deepened. 

When they finally pulled away, they were both grinning. 

“I FUCKING KNEW IT!” an excited voice suddenly screamed. Jumping, they both turned to see Rich grinning down at them. “You’re totally gay now.”

Neither boy felt like denying it. 

EXO’s Reaction to You Being Insecure About Gaining Weight

Xiumin:

Having experienced weight problems of his own, Xiumin would immediately reassure you that there’s absolutely nothing wrong with being healthy. He’d make sure you continued to eat healthily, keeping his eye on you in case you decided to skip meals; your health would be his priority. 

Chen:

Though Chen has a tendency to take matters rather lightly and joke about them, your insecurities were an exception. When he noticed you making more of an effort to cover up your body by wearing loose clothes and folding your arms over yourself, he knew something was wrong.  You confessed to him that you weren’t happy with the weight you had been gaining, and his eyes widened in shock. “Really? Jagi, come on. You’re stunning. There’s nothing wrong with being healthy.” He’d cup your face in his hands and gently kiss you, telling you once again how perfect you are to him.

Baekhyun:

Baekhyun would be overdramatic, making you laugh at his silliness.  “Jagi! I can’t believe this! You..you’re so perfect, though!” he’d say, shaking his head and covering his mouth with his hands. You’d soon forget about any insecurities you might’ve had, too busy laughing at your boyfriend’s antics.

Chanyeol:

Definitely more on the sensitive side, Chanyeol would take this topic more seriously. He’d hug you tightly, kissing the top of your head as he reassured you that there was nothing wrong with you, and your body’s perfect the way it is. He’d help you eat more healthy foods, and would make sure you never skipped a meal to lose weight.

Lay:

Lay wouldn’t make a big deal out of it when you told him you were feeling insecure about your weight. He’d nod and think for a minute. “Why don’t we work out together, then?” he’d suggest, and you’d readily agree. Gym dates soon became one of your favorite things to do with him, and your insecurities would quickly dissipate. 

D.O:

Kyungsoo would be a bit upset that you were feeling so shy about your body. He’d sit you down, taking your hands in his, and tell you just how absolutely gorgeous you are to him. You’d blush from his intensity, and he’d smile and add, “Plus, you can’t start dieting. Who’s going to taste my cooking?”

Suho:

Suho first noticed you being insecure when you went to a restaurant together and he saw that you barely ate. Later he casually confronted you about it, and you admitted that you were trying to lose the weight you had recently gained. “You gained weight?” he’d ask, looking you up and down. You’d scoff, thinking he was joking to make you feel better. “Jagi, I’m serious. You look just as amazing as you always do. Don’t worry about dieting–I love you no matter what your weight is,” he’d say before pulling you into his arms.

Kai:

Like Lay, Kai would start working out with you to help you lose weight instead of not eating. “Honestly jagi, I think you look great anyway. But if it’ll make you feel better, let’s work out,” he’d say, shrugging and smiling at you. The fact that Kai was so laid-back about it quickly made you realize how insignificant your weight was, and you easily forgot about it.

Sehun:

Sehun would teasingly roll his eyes when you told him about your new insecurity. “Jaaaggggiii,” he’d sigh before kissing your head. “You’re so cute, why don’t you see how perfect you are? Seriously.” Throughout the rest of the week he’d continue to tell you how beautiful you look, making your face heat up from his affection.

For about two years (ages 13-15) I lived in a room that didn’t have a door. My parents always claimed that, because the frame wasn’t a typical size, a door would be too expensive.

So for those two years I had nothing but a bed sheet covering my door.

Except…every time they got mad or I “acted up” the sheet would be taken away.

It was gone more often than it was there.

When getting dressed, I was always terrified that someone would come in and see me, so I hid in the corner to quickly throw on my clothes.

I had no privacy then, and I still don’t after moving to a room that has a door. Before AND after those two years, my parents never knocked on my door anyway. My mom would, and still does, more often than not, barge into my room, while I’m getting dressed, saying “it’s nothing I’ve never seen before” while I frantically try to cover myself.

I have been taught that I don’t deserve privacy in my own home.

And I’m here to tell you this is wrong.

This is NOT a functional/good parent’s behavior.

You most DEFINITELY deserve privacy, whether it be about your body or your internet browser.

YOU DESERVE THE PRIVACY I NEVER HAD.

A Midsummer Night’s Heat

Jughead x Reader

Request: You and Jughead try to sleep on a hot summer night, but you keep complaining about the heat and don’t let him sleep.

Warnings: this is not really a warning but this is a Andrews!Reader

Word Count: 1,385

A/N: Guys look I wrote a thing! I hope you like the thing! Sorry for being trash and taking forever to write a thing! (it’s also not my best thing but I hope you enjoy it) (I seriously want to get back to writing more regularly ugh) (also I’m so close to 4k followers what the heck?)

Masterlist


“Are you sure that we are awake?

It seems to me that yet we sleep,

We dream.”

-A Midsummer Night’s Dream, William Shakespeare

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Does this make sense? | 05 (m)

• pairing: min yoongi x reader, college! yoongi
genre/warnings: smut, drama, angst
• words: 8,887
summary: you meet the mysterious Yoongi at a house party and no matter how uninterested you tell yourself that you are, you can’t say no to him. Can you end up changing his playboy ways, or will you just end up getting hurt?
• note. flashbacks are indicated with italic paragraphs. 

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On the Georgeann Hawkins murder :

The shock and horror of what he had done came upon him as if he were taken with a seizure, and he broke out in a wild sweat. He left the body where it was and threw everything else into the car. Then he drove down the road, tossing everything - the briefcase, the crutches, the rope, the clothing, and the tools - right out the window. He was in a complete state of psychotic flight as he drove east on I-90 and then south on Highway 18. It was there that he pulled over the side of the road again and threw more articles of clothing out the window.

Later that afternoon, Ted’s paranoia about discovery took over his personality in waves. Like a robot acting out its program, Bundy returned to check out the dump site to make sure nothing of hers had been left there. Strangeley, he had the feeling - and half excepted - that it had all been a dream, that Georgann Hawkins herself might not even be there.

Retracing his route, Ted recovered most of the items he had thrown away except for one of her shoes. Might it still be in the parking lot where he clubbed Georgann and stuffed her into his car? He had to return to the crime scene to check and retrieve anything that might be found to connect him to the crime. Knowing, however, that police would be looking for someone in a car, Ted got on his bicycle and rode back to that parking lot in the U-district.

Ted felt he was completely camouflaged now as he pedaled onto the lot, and that gave him the boost of confidence he needed to conduct his search in broad daylight. Nobody would know him. Nobody would recognize him. But he was in for a surprise, because there were Seattle police cars all over the campus by the time he got there. Just the sight of police in uniform walking around made him nervous, even though no one seemed to notice his presence and there were no police in the parking lot. He blended right into the group of people watching the police and surreptitiously scanned the site for any evidence. Amazingly enough he had become invisible, because the police were too busy looking over the layout of campus streets to pay attention to casual passerby, especially an all-American type on a bike. 

Now Ted had the advantage. He knew almost exactly where he had abducted his victim. The police didn’t even know there had been a violent abduction at the site. Ted was able to walk right to the spot where he’d parked, locate Georgann’s pierced earrings and the shoe on the ground, gather them up while no one was looking, and ride off. By securing for himself all the remaining evidence of the abduction, Ted guaranteed that no one would connect him forensically to the scene. It was a feat so brazen that it astonishes police even today. - The Riverman

Paint Me Like One of Your French Girls

Request: What if the reader was an animation student (I’m an animation student in Ohio) and she had an assignment for a class where she needs a nude model? So she asks Steve to be her model and she had him do a few sexual poses. (I just need some gold old smut and some thigh riding xD…) I can always request something else, if need be!

Pairing: Steve x Reader

Warnings: Thigh Riding (one of my damn weaknesses), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), language. Watch your ovaries, ladies.

Originally posted by luvinchris




Going to school, as an avenger, was no easy task. Going to school isn’t easy as it is, I have to save the world on the side, too! Sleep isn’t coming to me very easy these days.

The time currently reads 2:33AM and I’m wide awake.

I’ve been trying to sleep for the past hour and a half, and it’s been fighting me. Sleep isn’t going to be coming any time soon.

Groaning, I drag myself out of bed, and run down to the kitchen for a glass of water.

On to the way to the kitchen, I hear someone grunting coming from the training room.

‘I’d know that sound anywhere.’

Walking into the training room,  I lean up against the wall. This is always a pretty sight. I could watch this all day long.

“You just gonna stand there and stare, (Y/N)?” Steve turns and smiles at me.

Sweat beads drip down his temple and into his tight shirt. (You know the one ;)

“S-sorry Steve, it’s kinda hard not to.” Chuckling, he unwraps his hands after his assault on the punching bag.

“It’s alright, (Y/N). Can’t sleep?”

“No, sleep avoids me at all costs these days.”

“I understand, doll. Did you need something?” Blushing, I play with the hem of my shirt.

“Um, I didn’t, but now that I think about it, maybe you could help me with something?”

“Sure, (Y/N) what can I help you with?”

“I have a project in my class due next week and I haven’t even started it yet, I haven’t had any inspiration. But I think I just did.”

He chuckles.

“Alright, what do you need me to do?”

“Well, don’t look so excited yet, you might not want to once I tell you what I need.”

“Well I’m sure it can’t be that bad.”

“I need a nude model.”

Steve looks up, stopping unwrapping his hands in the middle of his second one.

“A nude model? Like, naked?”

I laugh, he’s so cute.

“Yes, Steve. That’s what nude means.”

“Uh, um. Are you sure you want me?”

‘Oh God…oh God, oh boy do I…’

“Of course I WANT to, Steve. I wouldn’t have asked you if I didn’t. Like I said, I didn’t have inspiration, but I just struck it.”

He drinks out of his water bottle.

“Uh, a-alright. When do we do this?” I can tell he’s really nervous.

“Steve, you don’t have to if you don’t want to..I don’t wanna make you uncomfortable.”

“It’s alright, (Y/N), I’ll be fine. We can do this.” I feel like he’s trying to convince himself, rather than tell me.

“Alright, you wanna do this right now? We’re both exhausted but having trouble finding sleep, why not try to get some type of work done.”

Steve smiles.

“Alright, doll. Lead the way.” Steve runs his fingers through his hair, carrying his water bottle with him.

“Come on then” Steve follows me.

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Steve and I make it to my room where I keep all my art supplies.

“Alright Steve, let’s get this done.” Steve gulps and looks up at you through his eyelashes.

“That means you need to get nude, Stevie.”

“O-oh, okay.”

“I’ll turn around if that makes you feel better.” I turn my back to him to give him some privacy.

I hear him rustle around with his clothes before he speaks.

“I-I’m ready.”

I turn around and ho-ly shit. God this man is so fucking gorgeous, like my God.

“O-okay. Sorry, I’m gonna try to be professional about this,” My eyes drag over him one more time. “But oh my, God..this is gonna be difficult.” Steve has a deep blush going on, from his neck to his ears to his face.

“Don’t be shy, Steve. Believe me, you have nothing to be nervous about. Wow.”

He drags his lip between his teeth.

“Alright, (Y/N) whats my first pose?” Oh yeah, we’re doing work.

“Um, just sit on the bed for now, almost like you’ve just come out of bed and are trying to wake yourself up.”

He sits down, he has his legs pushed together, as if he’s trying to keep himself hidden.

“Steve, the whole point of a nude model is the NUDE part.” I smirk and raise my eyebrow.

He draws in a big breath and spreads his legs, his large member (even when it’s soft) lays flaccid against  his leg. He hangs to the left, I take note.

‘Oh my, Captain. He must be massive.’

I drag my lip between my teeth, and getting to work. As I’ve drawn him, I’ve noticed his dick has started to harden.

‘Oh God I should have known this was going to be so fucking hard, no pun intended, me.’

I clench my thighs together, trying to relieve some pressure.

“Alright Steve, I have an idea.”

He leans up, resting his elbows on his knees.

“What do you need me to do, doll?” His voice has gotten deeper, sexier. If that was even possible.

“Would you be willing to do some sex positions for me?” His eyebrow raises.

“Sex positions? How am I supposed to do that alone?” I chuckle.

“I’ll show you, Stevie.”

Guiding him as best as I can into some, rather compromising positions, I begin to draw him.

He is standing up now, with his cock in his right hand, and I’ve told him to make it look like he’s thrusting into someones tight, wet heat. Oh God at this point, my cunt is soaked. I need him, I need something. I can’t even focus right now. His cock is so hard…so long and so thick…fuck this, I want him.

“S-Steve?”

He turns his head to look at me.

“Yeah?”

“I have another idea.”
“Tell me.” He’s almost breathless, and I can tell he’s becoming desperate too.

“Sit down on the bed, lean back on your arms and spread your legs.

He does what I ask, no questions asked.

Oh how I want nothing more than to jump on top of him, and slide my wet pussy down his massive cock.

But I wanna play a bit first, if he’ll allow it…

“I-I wanna try something…is that okay?”

“Do whatever you need, doll.” I know that’s a welcoming invitation.

Stripping out of my own clothes, all except panties, I understood why he was so shy. This is nerve wracking.

However, seeing his reaction tells me I have nothing to worry about.

“Have you ever had someone ride your thigh, Steve?” Biting my lip, I bring myself on top of him, straddling his left thigh.

“No…can’t say I have, (Y/N) but I have a feeling it’s going to be quite a beautiful site.”

I bring myself down on his thigh, the friction from his thigh and my panties against my cunt is almost too much to bear.

“Oh fuck, Steve.” He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me closer to him, bringing his mouth to mine, our tongues dance together, battling for dominance.

I begin to grind myself against his thigh, slowly at first, back and forth, back and forth until I feel myself about to cum. He can tell I’m close as I go faster and faster, chasing that sweet release.

He suddenly flips me over, stopping my assault on his thigh.

“F-fuck Stevie, why did you stop me?” he growls.

“If you’re gonna come you’re gonna cum around my cock. I saw the way you were admiring it, doll. What, never seen a cock as big as this?” He grabs his cock and smacks it against my clit a few times.

“God, Steve please. Please fuck me.” I’m never one to beg for anything, but I need this…

He smirks.

“You never answered me, (Y/N)”

“No Steve, I’ve never seen a cock as big or as pretty as yours and I want in inside of me, so deep.” He groans, and shoves his cock into me. Slowly at first, then a little faster.

“More Steve, I can take all of it, I want it all.”

“Yeah? You want me balls deep inside your cunt baby?”

God vulgar Steve is a good Steve.

“Yes, please, all the way.” He does just that, all the way until his balls lay against my ass.

Thats when he starts going rough. Hard, rough, fast. This is pure raw fucking and nothing more.

And it’s so fucking hot.

“God Steve I’m about to cum!”

“Yes baby, let it out, don’t hold back. Cum on my cock, I’m right behind you.”

A few more sloppy thrusts later we’re both coming apart at the same time.

“God that was amazing, doll…”

“Oh yes, God that was everything I was hoping it would be…”

“You’ve thought about sleeping with me before, doll?”

“Oh God so many times, Captain.” I say captain a little seductively.

He takes in a sharp intake of breath. I smirk, looking into his eyes.

“Oh? Someone likes to be called captain in the bedroom, too hmm? Oh man, I can’t wait till our next time.” I run my finger down his spine.

“If you don’t behave yourself doll we’re gonna have round two before you’re ready…”

I laugh and kiss him on the cheek.

“Did you get what you needed before we got distracted, doll?”

“Yes, Cap. It’s perfect…thank you.”

We lay down in my bed, still nude.

“Stay with me for the night?”

“I’ll stay with you forever.” We end the night with a deep, passionate kiss.

I have a feeling I’ll get an A+ ;)

TAGS: @erieann19

Wake

Bucky Barnes x Reader

DRABBLE

A/N: I’m in the midst of writing a new series, so I thought I’d get out a small writing piece for the sake of posting :) sorry if it’s shit it’s pretty much pointless fluff.

Originally posted by winter-barnes

As you slowly came back to the brink of consciousness after a deep sleep, you felt the cool chrome ‘arm’ of your one and only laying against your back. You smiled, eyes still shut, at how comfortable it felt to have his body pressed up against yours every day when you wake up. 

Turning your head, eyes fluttering open, you were met with the sight of Bucky drooling on his pillow. You softly giggled, knowing that was another thing you guys had in common. You slowly brought your hand up, tucking a piece of his chestnut hair behind his ear, and wiping away a hint of drool from the corner of his mouth. 

As he stirred slightly from you touching him, you felt his metal arm flex and plates shifted. You watched his eyes slowly open to meet yours, where you just couldn’t keep from smiling like a little girl. For you, this was like waking up on Christmas morning to find the best, most dangerous, Christmas present under the tree. 

“What are you smiling at, doll?” He asked groggily, his voice hoarse from sleep. No way you could ever lie and say it didn’t sound extremely sexy as well. 

“You.” You mumbled back, completely in love with the person before you.

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Biggest regret.

I’M SO CLOSE TO 1000 FOLLOWERS YOU GUYS I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH OMGOMGOMGOMG

Originally posted by kylogue


The Southside high is rough. Very rough if you don’t have friends from the beginning. That’s why I only hang out by myself and don’t talk to anyone. There is no such thing as a good snake and everybody here is a snake. Nobody can be trusted and sure can’t trust them with a secret.

I walked through the halls of Southside high with my head hung low. I didn’t wanna noticed by anyone. The popular kids, the nerds, the stoners all just walking in their groups and talking about irrelevant things. Their weekends, their friends and the party next Friday. Mondays are always the worst and not having friends on top of that is way worse.

I sat down in my usual seat in my math class. I hate math. I’m really bad at it and it’s just so boring. The gray walls that were in every classroom made me feel claustrophobic. The small tables never had enough room for all the books and all the papers we had to bring. The uncomfortable chairs that nobody could sit still on.

Class went by slowly. I sat in agony waiting for the bell to ring. The teacher was trying to calm down the students that just wouldn’t shut up. She kept telling them that they were missing important lessons that hey would need in the future but in reality, she didn’t teach us anything.

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