guys i want to squish you all

BTS reactions to their gf being shy about meeting the rest of the group


Once you walked into the room you held on to hobi’s jacket. He giggles a bit knowing that whatever happens his little baby is going to stay close by. He loved seeing you being shy around other people especially the boys. As hobi greats you to every boy. Your face got washed in pink. He admired it. “Babe are you alright, whenever your ready to go home we can leave”.


You always knew how to make yoongi smile. So you being shy was like a nuke of happiness that yoongi couldn’t run away from. You held on to his hand not wanting to let go. When yoongi was done greeting you to the boys he felt it was necessary to leave. Once you two got in the car you cold down and become less tense, but then the teasing started. “Geez Jagi~ didn’t know you needed your daddy that much imagine what have happened if I left you alone”


The blushing already started, and all he could do was squish your little cheeks making you squirm. Taehyung laughed and so did the guys. You laughed with them and felt less tense. “See Jagi this isn’t so bad”.

Rap Monster:

Giggles filled the room. The cutest overload you were producing was too much for him. All you did was punch him in the arm and continued to greet the rest of the boys. “Jagi your not really like this, at least not in the bed”. Jungkook choked.


You made Jungkook blush it was to much for him to handle. While meeting the other boys you felt less of a nervous reck, which made Jungkook nervous. When you met the last boy Jungkook took your hand and left. “y/n why do you get so comfortable, your mine damn it”




What is living for him. You being shy is death. When you guys were done. Jinnie gave you a HUGE ASS KISS. “Your too cute you know that Jagi~”.

Friday Night Lights - Peter Parker

summary: the big homecoming game is one of the most important events of the year; how else are the tigers to show their school pride? when a group of students, including peter and y/n, decide to go to the game and school dance as friends, y/n can’t help but hope that a certain someone will make a move.

notes: gif not mine okay this is totally cliche and a completely overdone trope but i loved this idea. let me know what you think and also if you want to be tagged in future fics i write :))

word count: 1612

My phone lit up, and I glanced at the notification. 

MJ: you ready yet??

I picked up my phone, replying a quick almost before returning to the mirror. I was adding the finishing touches to my outfit. A big group of us were about to head to the game together, and tomorrow night, the dance. However, I couldn’t deny that I was a bit hopeful that a certain someone might make a certain move at a certain game tonight.

My phone buzzed again. I glanced down, picking it up as it buzzed a second time.

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anonymous asked:

Top 10 ziam gifs

You guys actually want to kill me, ay?

Originally posted by wereallstrongertogether

This tiny whiny cutie pie Zaynie looking at Liam like he holds his heart in his hand and he has the power to squish it (he has) (but he didn’t).

Originally posted by sarasletter

hahaha this gif is so funny. Zayn going all instinctive to Liam’s arms. Harry falling… Everything in it is precious. LMAO

Originally posted by larryloves

lIKE. I know there’s cushioned seats in this room, Liam (Zayn’s sat on one of them). But no no nononon, Liam want’s to seat in Zayn’s bonny legs, cuz the love makes them soft.

Originally posted by ziamaddiction

LOOK I WAS LOOKING FOR AN OPPRTUNITY TO TALK ABOUT HIS GIF. LISTEN. When I touch my husband’s face, he always makes it a bit awkward, because he turns his fave towards my hand to kiss it. I’ll stop at that.

Originally posted by flor-ivashkov

No caption needed.

Originally posted by misteryman21

Zayn was like “Let me pretend I’m gonna kiss you” and Liam was “Kiss me I dare you”. LOVE IT

Originally posted by 1dziamandlarry


Thirsty Zayn: always a fave.

Originally posted by ziamance

THE Ziam hug. <3

Originally posted by larryismysugar

Zayn’s like “omfg those lips” Liam’s like “gotcha!” :) Kill me please.

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reduxrose  asked:

Fic Prompt: The rangers are at the Beach Boardwalk for a day off and they all want to go on a roller coaster but Trini's too short to ride so Kim jokingly decides that the two of them will go on the Tunnel of Love instead. Cue Kim and Trini on a swan shaped boat in the cheesiest ride possible and Kim loving every minute of it while Trini is just malfunctioning from so much gayness lmaooo

I got this prompt forever ago and didn’t even realize it! This kinda got a little away from me but I think it’s okay. Hope you enjoy it!

It’s Zack’s idea to get out of Angel Grove for a little R&R and it’s Kim’s idea to drive down to Santa Cruz for a beach day, but it’s Billy’s idea to hit up the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk for some much needed fun and games. And can anyone really say no to Billy? Jason drives while Trini mans the aux cord.

When they get there the rangers spend the morning walking through the vendor’s tents and playing games. (Jason is definitely pouting after losing several rounds at the ring toss, but ends up grinning ear to ear when he wins a giant teddy bear at the ‘test your strength’ hammer game. No one comments on his subtle use of ranger strength or his obvious blush as he gives the bear to Billy who wiggles happily before pulling their fearless leader in for a hug).

They stop for lunch around noon and end up filling an entire picnic table with an assortment of boardwalk delicacies (two pizzas, five burgers, nine funnel cakes, three bags of cotton candy, two plates of fries, and a twelve pack of Dr. Pepper). The looks on the surrounding patrons faces as the five of them polish off everything in a matter of minutes is flat out comical.

They dedicate the afternoon to rides. Thankfully they’re moving through the lines fairly quickly so they decide to start on the smaller rides before making their way up to the bigger and faster thrill rides. The only ride they have yet to go on is the Giant Dipper, a wooden roller coaster that twists and races through the turns so quickly you think you’ll go flying out of your seat. The thing looks pretty awesome. There’s just one problem…

“Hijo de puta!” Trini curses at the height indication sign dangling two inches above her head. She kicks the metal pole, not hard enough to dent it, but enough to earn a glare from the watching ride attendant. Trini shoots the guy a glare in return before Jason gently pulls her off to the side with everyone else.

“Aw, it’s okay T. One day when you grow up you’ll be as tall as the rest of us!”

Trini growls and swipes at Jason who neatly hops out of her radius. Zack snickers and holds up his hand for a high five.

Kim rolls her eyes. “Come on you two. Making fun of Trini’s shortness? How belittling.”

Trini snarls at the other girl but Kim merely smiles back and wraps her arms around the shorter girl’s neck, pulling the littlest ranger into her chest and smothering her. Trini thanks her lucky Zords no one can see how red her face suddenly gets.

“It’s okay Trini. We can just skip this one.” Billy says, squishing his teddy bear much like Kim was doing to her.

Trini pulls her head as far back as Kim allows, spitting out a piece of her hair and giving Billy a sympathetic smile. “Thanks B, but you guys should go ahead. I don’t want to spoil this for all of you.”

“I’ll wait with you,” Kim says, finally releasing Trini from her hug-hold and reaching to hold her hand instead, squeezing it lightly.

“Y-you don’t have to do that.” Trini winces at how high her voice sounds and at the way her words trip up. The heat must really be getting to her head now; probably why her cheeks feel like they’re burning up as well. Because it certainly has nothing to do with her insanely gorgeous best-friend currently holding her hand and smiling her mega-watt grin at her.

No. Not in the slightest.

“Come on Trin. The coaster’s a three-seater anyways, so this works out perfectly. The boys will go on the ride and we’ll hang out while we wait. Just the two of us.” Kim winks and Trini feels her knees wobble. Zack has this shit-eating grin plastered on his face and looks like he’s about to make some kind of comment that’ll really make Trini’s cheeks burn, but she beats him to the punch—literally, she punches him in the gut before pulling Kim in the opposite direction as the guys.

“Uh, yeah. Okay, sure. Let’s just- um, yup.” (Trini Gomez: the suave-iest ladies-lady).

The boys jump on the end of the line while the girls wander back through the games and the smaller rides, most of which they’d done already. Kim points out a few things, making a joke every so often, but the little yellow ranger can hardly focus on what’s happening around them because she’s trying her damnedest not to freak out over the fact that Kim’s still holding her hand.

But it’s not like they haven’t held hands before, because they have; such an action was essentially a daily requirement, a stipulation of being friends with Kimberly Hart. As far as Trini has gathered, Kim loves physical contact and isn’t shy about initiating it either.

The first time Kim and her held hand was about a week after Rita’s attack. They were sitting together in biology, working on a project, when the fire alarm went off. Everyone had jumped, not expecting the piercing wail in the otherwise quiet classroom, and Trini felt Kim’s hand clamp down tightly on her own. Her eyes looked wild and she was breathing too hard, too fast. Trini glanced at the iron grip Kim had on her hand and noticed the tell-tale signs of Kim’s pink armor wrapping around her wrist.

Their teacher ushered everyone out of the room and Trini kept to Kim’s side, not that Kim’s hold on her would have allowed her to go anywhere else. Luckily their hands remained hidden between the two of them and it wasn’t until they were outside and as far away from the growing crowd did Kim’s grip ease up and she started to relax. And it wasn’t until they were told they could go back inside did Kim finally let go of Trini’s hand.

Now Trini can understand the need for contact in that kind of situation. Kim was scared and need a little comforting. What Trini can’t wrap her head around is the gradual increase in touching Kim does after that incident. Little brushes as they walk to class. Occasionally leaning on her during breaks in training. Playing with Trini’s hair while they studied together. Cuddling up on the couch for ranger movie marathons. And hugging. Lots of hugging apparently.

You know, things platonic besties do.

And it’s not like Trini has ever experienced this kind of thing with other friends, because she’s never had a friend close enough to do this with. And it’s not like she can just flat out ask Kim if it’s normal for friends to be this affectionate with each other… that’ll just make her sound weird.

But in all honesty, Trini doesn’t really mind it. Kind of likes it, in fact (which just makes her an even bigger creep than she already feels like) but it’s not like her family shows a lot of love physically, and it’s been a while since she’s hugged another human being, so sue her if she likes it when Kim wraps her up in one every now and again.

But of course that’s not the end of it. That’s really only the beginning because Trini’s just one big gay mess of emotions and feelings, and Kimberly Hart is beautiful and loveable and absolutely amazing, so is it really a surprise to anyone when she starts crushing on her?

Apparently not, at least according to Zack who had dragged her off after training one day for a little “bro bonding” and had essentially called her out on staring at Kim’s ass all practice, which like, yeah guilty as charged, but in her defense Kim had been wearing spandex… just spandex. Trini’s surprised she was cognizant enough to even punch that day.

That isn’t to say she’s always functional when Kim is being especially… Kimberly. Trini had almost face planted in the parking lot at school once when Kim had shown up wearing the tiniest skirt known to man. She even had the audacity to wink at her before walking into the building with a little more sway in her hips (not that Trini had noticed) (she totally did). Or the time she’d accidentally put a hole in the wall of the ship when she’d accidentally walked into Kim’s cabin while she had been changing and Kim had asked if she saw anything she liked (which like… duh).

And let’s not forget the movie night Jason had picked out The Conjuring and Kim had curled into her side and hid her face in her neck for just about the entire movie. And had then proceeded to sleepover for three additional weeks because she’s was too scared to sleep alone. Trini hadn’t gotten much sleep those three weeks, not while Kim was pressed against her side and breathing softly into the back of her neck.

But lately, Trini’s noticed something else going on. Something changing. Or maybe she really is just crazy and it’s nothing at all, but she swears that Kim’s been extra clingy and extra affectionate towards her recently. Their casual coffee dates and sleepovers suddenly feel charged, like at any moment something monumental is supposed to happen. Trini can feel it in the way they talk, how naturally their conversations flow and how long they last, but she feels it prominently in the pauses, the comfortable silences where they just stare at each other. And Trini’s desperate to ask Kim if she feels it too, the static in the air around them, between them, but then the moment passes and the feeling slips into the background once more, not noticeable but always present.

And Trini’s kind of terrified, she’ll admit to that at least. Because she’s known she’s been in love with Kim for months now, but she’s also fairly certain Kim would never see her as more than a friend. Trini’s ninety… well, okay, eigh… sev… at least fifty percent sure Kim’s straight (and quite possibly into Jason) but Trini isn’t going to take any chances. Not with those odds. Not when there’s too much at stake, so much to lose if it all goes wrong. Kim could reject her, or laugh at her, or what if her confession makes Kim uncomfortable and she loses her best-friend? And then what would happen to the Power Rangers?

She can’t risk everything they’ve built together. So Trini’s just going to take deep breaths and idly twiddle her thumbs and pretend like she’s perfectly content with being Kim’s platonic best friend. And pretend like she’s not absolutely in love with her. And Trini will just have to pick up the pieces of her heart, the pieces Kim has managed to take from her and write her initials all over, when Kim eventually stops holding them.

“Will you quit brooding and answer me?”

Trini shakes her head, her attention snapping back to the present. “Uh- I’m sorry, what was that?”

Kim playfully rolls her eyes. “I asked you if you wanted to play some more games and get some food. Or we can go on something we haven’t gone on yet.”

“But we’ve been on all the rides.”

“Well… we haven’t gone on that one.” Kim points to a small line leading down to what looks like a water ride with white swan-shaped boats. Trini reads the sign over the entrance and throws her head back laughing.

“Oh fuck no.”

“What? We haven’t been on it and you’re actually tall enough for it. Come on!” Using a bit of ranger strength Kim pulls a now protesting Trini into the line beside her.

“Wait, you’re not serious right?”

Kim smirks, nodding vigorously. “Absolutely.”

“But- Kim wait, this is… I-I don’t… don’t-”

“You don’t want to go in the Tunnel of Love with me?” Kim turns to Trini, pushing her lower lip into a pout and widening her eyes so she looks perfectly pitiful.

Ah shit. Kim knows Trini’s such a sucker for the ‘puppy dog face’ (really she’s just a sucker for Kimberly) because whenever Kim pouts, Trini caves. Every. Fucking. Time. One of these days she’ll build up a tolerance to that look—but really, who is she trying to kid? The only thing that could possibly make this any worse would be-

“Please? For me?”

Fuck. Okay now that’s just cheating.

Trini gulps, feeling an army of putties suddenly come to life in her stomach. Her palms suddenly feel like she stuck them under a faucet and she has to remind herself that there’s no way Kim can hear how fast her heart is beating with this many people around.

This is bad. This is so bad.

“How many?”

Kim spins to face the employee running the ride, pout gone and chipper grin in place. “Two please!”

The woman ushers them into a small white swan just pulling up to the loading dock and Trini has just enough time to realize she didn’t actually agree to this before she’s pulled into the boat and heading down a lazy river.

Mercifully Kim had released her hand when they had sat down so now Trini is as far over on the bench as she can get, putting a sizeable distance between herself and Kim. “I can’t believe you made me do this,” she laments, crossing her arms over her chest and schooling her features to look as annoyed as possible, because she’s definitely freaking out a little under the surface. Trini’s convinced this is what a gay panic feels like.

Best-friend, best-friend, she’s your straight best-friend! Get it together Gomez!

But Kim doesn’t seem to mind or thankfully acknowledge Trini’s odd behavior. Instead she smiles and sticks her tongue out, relaxing into her seat as they wait to enter the tunnel. “Oh please. Knowing you, you’ll pretend to hate it but actually love it because you’re such a softie.”

Trini growls, low and mischievous, and Kim squeals as Trini’s fingers dig into her side. The swan sloshes a little and the couple in front of them turn to glance at the commotion. The girls separate with identical grins.

“I’ll get you for that one Hart.”

“Bring it on babe.”

One word. One word is all it takes and suddenly Trini’s practically melting into a gay puddle in her seat. Quickly she turns into her side of the bench, mostly so Kim won’t see her all flustered and blushing, but also so she won’t see the dare in Kim’s smirk or the glint in her eyes and suddenly forget how to do the simplest things like breathe.

But it would seem Trini’s efforts to distance herself from the other girl were simply all in vain because as soon as their boat passes beneath the archway and into the dark, Trini feels Kim press tightly into her side and one of her hands land on her knee.

(Trini.exe has stopped working).

“This is exciting. I’ve never been on one of these before. Oh look!” But Trini barely registers whatever it is that Kim’s pointing at, too preoccupied with restoring her mental faculties, which is proving to be really difficult with the distracting weight of Kim’s hand on her knee. Trini’s pulse is thundering in her ears, muting the rides soft music playing overhead, and she forces herself to take calm, even breaths.

It’s fine. Everything is fine. Kim is just a touchy-feely person, which is not news to her, and it doesn’t have to mean anything, even if the warmth radiating from Kim’s hand is making her head spin and her heart palpitate… but it’s fine, she’s totally cool with this, with the romantic lighting and the music and Kim leaning into her side and whispering something into her ear, her breath tickling the sensitive skin and making Trini shiver and how long is this fucking ride?!

Trini isn’t sure how long she spends trying to calm herself down—somewhere between a minute and an eternity—but she’s been so focused on remaining outwardly collected that she hardly registers when Kim grows quiet. She’s only partly aware of Kim reclining back in her seat but she’s fully aware of when Kim removes her hand from Trini’s leg, and she tells herself to ignore the slight tingle of disappointment because it’s probably much better for her sanity anyways.

But then Kim yawns.

And it’s like the world suddenly slows and time stops and Trini’s sure she’s hallucinating because there is just no way

Kim yawns, loud and exaggerated, raising both arms over her head as she stretches unnecessarily, and she leans into Trini just the tiniest bit so that when she brings her arms back down, one comes to rest across Trini’s shoulders. Trini’s head snaps towards Kim, befuddled and incredulous, almost positive she’s crossed into the Twilight Zone and half expecting to see Lady Gaga sitting next to her, but there’s just Kim.

Kim who’s extremely close and smiling down at her, all soft edges and warm inviting lips, eyes darting across Trini’s face before resting on her mouth, eyelids dropping, leaning in…

Trini vaults forward, rocking the boat a little, and Kim’s arm falls away from her shoulders. The movement startles the other girl into pulling away, but only slightly. Trini spins to face her fellow ranger, jaw lost somewhere by their feet. “Did you just-”

Kim’s smile falters. “O-oh… well I just- um…” Kim swallows and her cheeks grow as pink as her suit, tussling her hair and gnawing on her lower lip, both ticks Trini knows are a sign that Kim’s nervous. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable. I just thought… w-well, this is all pretty romantic, you know? And I’ve been trying to- I mean, I’ve kind of had a…” Kim huffs, dragging her hand down her face in frustration. “Okay, yeah so, Trini I-”

“Are you hitting on me?” Trini doesn’t realize her thoughts were voiced until Kim looks back up at her, a surprised arch in her brow, and she feels her body flush from head to toe.

But then Kim levels her with a look that makes Trini’s heart leap into her throat when she quietly mutters, “I’m trying to.”


Well, guess you learn something new every day.

Kim leans forward, slowly and a bit cautiously, like she’s afraid touching Trini again will make her pull back even more, and she carefully lays one hand over Trini’s and the other reaches out to softly cup her jaw. Trini swallows hard, sure that at any second she’s going to wake up in the hospital having passed out from heat exhaustion and all of this will just turn into some fevered dream.

But Kim’s hands are warm and solid and Trini really, really hopes she isn’t dreaming.

“Trin, I like you. I’m- not the best at being direct, but this is me trying to, at least. Because you make me feel, geez I don’t know, everything. Like I’m actually kind of worth it? Worth this, whatever you want this to be. If you want this? Because for the longest time I’ve just wanted to… well, I was wondering… or if I could take you- I mean if you’d honor me with- no, wait let me start over. Trini-”

Trini doesn’t remember telling her body to lean into Kim or telling her chin to tilt up, her nose brushing against Kim’s, the other girl’s eyes widening and both of them gasping, or telling her eyes to slip shut as Kim’s lips skim along hers…

But hey, she’s certainly not complaining.

Trini’s never been a fan of clichés. The whole “fireworks exploding behind the eyelids” thing just always sounded way too corny for her tastes.

What she will admit to, though, is the way Kim’s lips make her feel like her insides are made of cotton, how the kiss is soft and steady and warm. That it feels like she’s morphing for the first time all over again because it just feels so natural. So right.

There’s a bright flash and Trini thinks she should give that whole “fireworks” trope more credit than she originally thought, but then Kim adjusts the angle so their kisses are deeper, and fuller, and Trini moans embarrassingly loud, because holy fuck Kimberly Hart is a good fucking kisser. But the affect the noise has on Kim is instantaneous and thrilling because now both her hands are in Trini’s hair, anchored there and pulling her in tightly, and when Kim gently licks at her bottom lip and into her mouth, Trini feels herself implode.

They pull back a minute later, slightly breathless and smiling like crazy. “Wow,” Kim rasps and Trini wants to groan as the sound sends electricity zipping through her veins.

“Yeah. Wow.” And Trini can’t help the small giggle bubbling in her throat, but it’s contagious because now they’re both laughing, light and heartfelt. It’s kind of perfect.

“Alright! Watch your hands and feet as you exit the swan. Make sure you have all your belongings. And will the girls kissing in swan 4 please exit the bird? Thank-you.”

Kim smiles, wide and just a little bit smug, and Trini has to forcibly yank the other ranger from the boat. And now they’re back to holding hands, only this time Trini isn’t panicking; she’s too frickin ecstatic to be.

They reach the exit where a few other riders are milling about by the photo booth, examining the pictures taken from the ride. They spot the boys then. Or at least what’s left of them. Jason’s shirt is ripped down the middle and Billy’s bear is missing it’s head. Zack looks decent enough except he’s soaked to the bone and still dripping.

“What the hell happened to you guys?” Kim asks while Trini reaches up with her free hand to playfully ruffle Zack’s hair.

Jason sighs, exasperated. “Don’t ask. Just know we didn’t get to ride the coaster and Zack nearly go us all killed.”

“Hey! How was I supposed to know that kid’s dad was a professional MMA fighter? And you know I almost had that kid too!” Zack defends, batting Trini’s hand away.

“Zack he was four.”


Jason grunts, looking ready to throttle Zack so Billy quickly interjects. “So what about you girls? What did you do?”

Kim and Trini share a look and Trini feels her cheeks warm as Kim’s smile triples in size and smugness. “Oh you know,” she says nonchalantly as she pulls Trini into her side and wraps her arm around her waist, “just went on a ride. Had some fun.”

The boys look well beyond confused, but then something catches Zack’s eye and suddenly they’re widening to the size of dinner plates. He slaps Jason’s arm repeatedly to garner the boy’s attention, gesturing at the photo booth and sputtering. The rest of the gang look to what he’s pointing at and suddenly Trini’s whole body flushes. The picture being displayed on one of the screens is of Kim and Trini kissing, quite heavily in fact.

“Huh,” Jason says, a crooked smile on his lips. “Took you guys long enough.”

“YASS!” Zack has now transitioned from hitting Jason to jumping around like a lunatic. “My OTP is CANON!” He pauses to look at the group before racing for the photo booth. The poor kid behind the counter looks pleasantly surprised by Zack practically throwing himself onto the countertop, pointing at the picture on the screen before it has a chance to fade away. He comes back a few minutes later, three pictures in hand. “One for each of you, and one for me.”

“I’m happy for you guys,” Billy says. Trini smiles as she leans back into Kim’s shoulder, feeling dopey and light as Kim nuzzles her neck and tightens her grip on her waist. Zack thumps Jason’s back a little too enthusiastically, making the red ranger wheeze.

A sudden pop in the distance makes the rangers tense up, but their instincts are put at ease when a boom follows and the diming sky lights up with an array of colors. Billy squeals and claps excitedly, asking Jason if they can run down to the beach for a better view and taking off before he even agrees. Jason laughs heartily before meeting Zack’s eye and suddenly they’re both sprinting after Billy, shoving at one another and trying to trip the other up.

Trini shakes her head. “Our boys.”

Kim hums, shifting a little to loop both arms around Trini and hold her from behind, nose buried in the crook of her neck. “Our boys indeed.”

“Should we follow them?”

“In a minute. I’m quite happy with the view from right here.”

“Oh?” Trini asks, turning in Kim’s arms so that they’re facing each other, resting her hands on Kim’s shoulders. “How’s this view?”

Kim chuckles, leaning in to rest her forehead against Trini’s. “Beautiful.”

They’re kissing once more, soft and slow and sure, and this time Trini really does see fireworks.


character: park woojin

genre: fluff

style: bullet

summary: you and woojin have to babysit woojin’s cousin, and his cousin likes you a lot

  • woojin was supposed to go on a date with you
  • but, he forgot that he was supposed to babysit his cousin on the exact same day
  • he informed you, of course, and you got mixed emotions
  • but mostly happy because you’re getting the opportunity to see woojin’s cousin
  • you were fine with little kids, in general
  • as long as they weren’t your cousins
  • who could casually set the house on fire
  • so, you were pretty excited to see woojin’s little cousin, but also a little worried at the same time
  • “y/n, don’t worry so much. i'm sure that he will like you,” woojin assured your worries
  • it made you feel better, but you still had your doubts
  • as you guys approached the house of woojin’s cousin, you somehow felt like you were meeting woojin’s parents
  • because this cousin of his was someone that woojin was very close with, 
  • you’ve seen him in woojin’s social media accounts before you guys started dating, they were basically like siblings
  • woojin held your hand and looked at you before asking: “still nervous?”
  • “a little,” you answered with a forced laughter.
  • woojin looked skeptical, not really believing your answer
  • you sigh and confessed: “fine. i’m very nervous.”
  • woojin simply laughed and pinched your cheeks a little before saying: “you’re cute when you’re nervous.”
  • you just rolled your eyes and pouted at his words.
  • “you’re not helping~”
  • “don’t be nervous. there’s nothing to be nervous about,” woojin said and gave you a quick kiss on your nose
  • immediately ringing the bell, you heard the voice of a little boy
  • you swore it was the cutest voice ever because you couldn’t help but smile
  • as the door opened, you saw a little boy that looked so happy to see his favourite older cousin
  • “aye! big guy! what’s up?” woojin would greet him with a smile and give him a fist bump
  • his little cousin was about to answer after giving a happy fist bump
  • then he saw you
  • his eyes grew wide, and all you could do was smile warmly at him
  • “hello, i’m y/n,” you introduced yourself in a calm manner
  • “are you woojin-hyung’s girlfriend?”
  • you were going to answer that, but woojin already answered it for you
  • “yes, she is. she’s pretty right?” woojin asked proudly with a grin
  • his little cousin nodded and asked: “can i play with her?”
  • of course, woojin allowed and you were delighted to play with him
  • he was very obedient and an adorable boy
  • lowkey flirtatious too, thanks to the teachings of park woojin
  • you found out that his name was woobin and he was 5 years old
  • you would handle most of it, with woojin following you and telling you what to do and where to go
  • but some things, were just meant for woojin to handle
  • “i want to pee.”
  • “come on, i’ll go with you. i don’t think y/n-noona wants to see you pee,” woojin said as followed the boy who was running to the toilet desperately
  • woobin, somehow, only wanted you and at one point, you were getting tired
  • he was literally hugging you from behind with his small arms just hugging your neck
  • you lowkey felt like he was choking you
  • but you can’t do anything about it because it would upset him if you did
  • woojin would notice you, silently pleading for help with your eyes
  • and he would immediately help you out because he didn’t want to tire you out
  • but if woobin wants to play with you
  • what the boy wants, the boy gets 
  • so, when you play with woobin after resting for a few minutes
  • woojin would watch you and him in amusement as he would secretly record videos of the two of you playing together on his phone
  • well, more like recording videos of you smiling and giggling so he can watch it when he misses you
  • because your expressions were so sincere even when you understood absolutely nothing about what woobin was talking about
  • eventually, you would notice that woojin was recording you and try to take it away from him
  • woobin would be surprised a little and just watch the two of you
  • “yah! delete it~!”
  • “why would i delete it!? you look so cute!”
  • “yah! park woojin! DELETE it!”
  • you would chase him around the house and eventually, little woobin would chase after woojin as well to help you
  • cause the little boy would do anything for you
  • the chasing would make the little boy tired and you knew that it was time for the boy to have his sleep because it was getting dark
  • “woobin-ah, do you want to take sleep?” you asked in a calm voice as you approached him after chasing woojin
  • he gave a long yawn and shook his head
  • “i’m not sleepy,” woobin lied
  • "yes, you are sleepy,” woojin corrected him and carried the younger boy
  • the boy sighs in defeat and rests his head on woojin’s shoulder with his eyes closed
  • you follow them to woobin’s room from behind quietly
  • “i want y/n-noona to put me to sleep,” woobin requested as woojin places him on his bed
  • woojin looks at you with a questionable look, knowing that you were tired and probably wanted to rest
  • but, you nodded to woojin, as a sign that you’re alright with it, and gave a gentle smile to woobin before approaching him
  • you sat beside woobin on his bed because his bed was soft and comfy
  • and covered the boy with his blanket
  • woojin was on the floor, but right beside you
  • “y/n-noona, can you read me a story?” woobin asked as he took out a story book from below his pillow
  • “yeah, y/n-noona, read us a story,” woojin teased with a smirk plastered on his face
  • you rolled your eyes at woojin and gave him a light hit on the shoulder before reading the storybook woobin choose
  • both woobin and woojin listened to the story quietly
  • with woobin trying hard to not close his eyes
  • and woojin resting his head on your lap
  • when the story ended, woobin was almost asleep
  • he just wanted one more thing
  • “y/n-noona, can i get a goodnight kiss?” he asked innocently
  • you were shocked by his request and looked at woojin who immediately shook his head aggressively
  • “that’s enough, woobin. y/n-noona’s kisses are only for me.”
  • and when he does go to sleep, the both of you would leave the room and head downstairs, waiting for woobin’s parents to get back home
  • you both sat comfortably on the couch, with you resting your head on woojin’s lap as you both watch the tv
  • “you know, woobin was going to steal you from me,” woojin said with a chuckle. “he even wanted a kiss!”
  • “i know,” you answered. “i was gonna give him a goodnight kiss though,” you added
  • woojin laughed and shook his head. 
  • woojin immediately gave you a kiss on your lips before saying:
  • “your kisses are mine. and only mine.”
Visiting the Past

Gif credit to @bonniebird

Finn Shelby x Reader

Prompt #3: “I’m not losing you again.” (Requested by @ireallylikeyoutoo)

“What can I get for ya, lass?” The barman asked as you sat down.

“A whiskey on the rocks please,” You smiled to him. You remembered him, Harry; though, he didn’t remember you. It had been a few years since you were in Small Heath last.

“Here you are,” He placed the drink in front of you, “Now, what’s a pretty girl like you doing drinking this early in the day?”

“I just got into town and the ride here was a pain my ass so I needed a drink,” You laughed in return as you sipped the liquor.

“Ah, train?” You nodded and he chuckled, starting to tell you about his last train ride and how awful it was because there was a sick child on board who couldn’t stop throwing up but his parents wouldn’t get off the train so the whole train car smelled terrible. You chuckled at his story and finished your drink when the doors were thrown open, gaining both of your attentions.

It was Polly. She spotted you and her eyes went wide. She ran towards you and wrapped you up in a hug, “I knew it! I had a feeling I had seen your dress this morning!” You giggled as you hugged her back gently.

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She’s Superstitious

Characters: sister!Reader, Sam, Dean, Cas, Jody, Claire, Alex, Charlie, mentions of Crowley

Pairing: N/A

Warnings: Language…I think that’s it, but let me know if I missed anything

Prompt: Superstitions

Word Count: 2670

A/N: This is one of my submissions for @deansleather Halloween challenge, I absolutely love the fall and the Halloween season in general, so I couldn’t pass up this challenge. Not gonna lie, I’ve been super busy, so this is kind of last minute, but I’m still feeling pretty great about how it turned out. So, I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

P.S. There may be something hinting at what my other submission is going to be surrounding *hint* hint* wink *wink* nudge* nudge*

P.P.S In case your curious, here is the research I did before writing this

As always reblogs and feedback are much appreciated!


*Let me know if you wanna be tagged


Originally posted by sugarfaeriemagic

At first, neither brother thought much of it when they spotted you darting in and out of various rooms of the bunker. They figured you were looking for something that might help with the case they had been looking into.

It wasn’t until you left the bunker without a word to either brother that they began to question it.

“Did Y/N tell you she was headed somewhere today?” Dean glances at Sam over his laptop only to be met with a shrug.

“Maybe she just went for some air or something.” Sam offers before averting his gaze back to his own screen, eyes vigorously scanning the page. Dean only nodded figuring that Sam was right.

Both had eventually fallen back into their own tasks, forgetting about their absentee sister entirely as they focused on the mountain of research they were working through. That is until there was a slamming of the bunker door, followed by the sound of stumbling feet, and then-

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holding it together

summary: Patton has a crushing encounter with something he loves, and needs a little help from the others to help him stay together.

characters: roman, patton, virgil, logan

pairings: none

warnings: some blood, mentions of violence (not anything serious)

a/n: I got this idea from this post by @patton-logan but it went in a completely different direction than I originally intended, so it’s literally nothing to do with the post (except for a dog) and I apologize for that haha. I’ll write something more upbeat (and relevant) soon, I swear!

Roman couldn’t help but purse his lips, unsure of what to say. However, he was not exactly convinced that saying nothing was the correct line of action, either.

The shoulder of his regal attire was cold with tears; not his own, of course, but Patton’s, who sat in Roman’s lap, clutching at the white garment with his left hand as if it were keeping him alive. His head was tucked under the other side’s chin, and he sobbed desperately into him.

Roman had his arms wrapped around the poor thing, feeling the quick heaves of Patton’s entire being as he attempted to calm him. What usually worked, what had always worked- rubbing firm circles into his back, repeating his own jokes back to him, intoning a song in his ear- was simply not enough to soothe him this time around.

Logan let the strip of gauze run out and taped the end to Patton’s right arm. “Alright, that should do it for the biggest cut. Virgil, could you pass me a tissue and an adhesive bandage?”

Virgil raised an eyebrow. “You wanna run that second one by me again?” he suggested as he handed him the tissue.

“A band-aid.”

Thankfully, Patton’s wails had turned to whimpers by the time Logan had finished cleaning and dressing the smaller cut on his thumb. His right arm, bleeding and aching, had thankfully been subject to the handiwork of Logan; only he could make sure that it was disinfected and wrapped snug in the white hold of the gauze.

“Shh,” Roman murmured. “It’s quite alright.”

Patton at last lifted his head, eyes puffy and red around the edges, cheeks sticky and eyelashes heavy with tears. “How is it alright? How can I possibly be alright after this?”

“The injury was, suffice to say, minute, and quite shallow,” Logan piped up. “The bleeding should stop relatively soon, and you’ll be sure to make a full recovery.”

Virgil leaned over, arms crossed over his chest. “He meant emotionally, poindexter.”

Logan adjusted his glasses. “Ah. That I cannot fix with medical equipment.”

“He said it would be perfectly fine!” Patton lamented. “He gave me permission and everything! Am I a bad person? What did I do wrong?”

“You are not in any way in the wrong!” Roman insisted, pulling him close into his chest as if the threat was in front of them. “I could see it the moment I laid eyes on it, that dog had evil in its heart. Why else would it have bitten you?” He paused, glanced away in thought. “I mean, unless you pet it wrong-”

He was cut off by a fresh wail from Patton, who buried his head into his shoulder once more and sobbed anew.

“Nice job, Mr. Romance,” Virgil sighed.

“Oh, like you’ve helped?”

“Duh. Band-aid.”

Logan pinched the bridge of his nose as he attempted to ward off an oncoming migraine, the overflow of emotions filling the room draining any patience he had to begin with. “You two bickering is not going to fix this.”

Roman pursed his lips as the attention shifted back to where it belonged: Patton, injured and crying in his arms, whose only crime was wanting to give some love to all things, no matter how cruel.

“Oh, no, that poor dog! I probably pet him all wrong, it is my fault!”

Virgil hesitated before he moved himself a bit closer, inch by inch. “Listen, Pat- I’m the darkest one here and I don’t think even I’m capable of hurting a dog. I’ve never even seen you hurt someone’s feelings. Sometimes dogs are just…bad.”

Roman nodded his head. “I know it’s hard to hear, but that dog was simply a villain. And frankly, I never trusted its owner, either.”

Patton’s glasses were crooked and stained, nearly tipping off of him as he wiped the tears from his eyes with the heel of his uninjured hand. “But dogs are so pure.”

“Statistically speaking,” Logan said, plucking Patton’s glasses from his face to wipe them clean,“there is no possible way that every single dog can be a good one, in the same way that it’s impossible for every single human to be good. There are just too many.”

Roman added,“However, we only know one Patton, and he is the most golden-hearted individual we’ve ever encountered in all the lands! So the odds are ever in your favor, my dear!”

Patton sniffed and ducked his head, his ears a clear crimson to display his bashfulness; it was more often than not him who comforted the others, and not the other way around. “Aww, you guys. I don’t deserve you!”

“Oh, I know,” Roman said, until Virgil reminded him of his manners with a smart smack to the shoulder. “Ouch! Er, I mean- yes, you do deserve us. You’ve done so much for us that I can’t even begin to imagine where we’d all be without you.”

“It’s literally the least we can do,” Virgil admitted with a shrug.

“You guys!” Patton exclaimed, hiding his pinkening face in his hands. “You’re gonna make me all teary-eyed again!”

“Let’s not have anymore of that,” Logan insisted, holding up a hand as if to shield him from all possible fervor. “However, I will say that while you may seem to be simply frivolous at times, I must admit that your positive temperament and charisma can be comforting, and you are often the source of our solutions.”

They watched as Patton kicked his legs and squealed in delight. “You guys are the sweetest!” he cried, and then opened up his arms. “I love all of you! Group hug!”

Roman, legs stuck with Patton on his lap, was the first victim of the hug as Patton’s injured arm was wrapped around his shoulders; next went Virgil, who was pulled in by Patton’s other arm and squished into the embrace.

“C’mon, Logan,” Patton crooned with his regular old grin back on his face. “You gotta join the group hug!”

“I certainly do not want to participate in it, but I will provide at least some physical contact,” Logan assuaged; he stood from his position next to Roman to kneel behind the trio, resting one hand on Patton’s head, and the other on Virgil’s.

“I love you guys,” Patton said, tone gentle as he relaxed.

And in that moment, all four of them found it impossible not to smile.

pokemon villians
  • giovanni: i want money
  • silver: i hate my dad
  • maxie: i want more land for my crops
  • archie: I LIKE WATER
  • cyrus: hey. i literally hate the entire world and im a depressed antisocial mess, lol...... bye world
  • n: im not evil :(
  • ghetsis: i want ALL of the pokemon. fuck you
  • lysandre: what did i want again? i said the world was ugly but like. did i have any real motivations outside of this
  • lusamine: my husband left and so did my kids. here are 3 easy steps to regain them
  • guzma: i like bugs a lot and everyone kept squishing them so now im rebelling the whole system. fuck you guy
Trust Me (Part One)

Fandom: Supernatural

Pairing: Lucifer x Reader

Summary: The boys plan to put Lucifer back in the cage gets interrupted by your and his chemistry…also you’re clumsy.

Warnings: Small amounts of swearing

Notes: This is mostly dialog and witty banter and flirting between the reader and Lucifer. I know Lucifer and the cage was seasons ago but i just had this idea and decided to go through with it anyways. I also get that geologically this may not make sense but i tried lol 

“Alright Sam and i will go deal with Lucifer, y/n you stand guard in case anymore demons show up.” 

Castiel had tracked Lucifer to some abandoned grain mill in the mountains of Utah. Since you were familiar with the area the boys called you for help. Sam was excited to have your company again but Dean would rather spoon with the devil. He thought you had a few screws loose but hey, who’s to say he was wrong? Either way it didn’t matter, you were an excellent hunter and the boys needed your help.


You had led the guys on a three day hike through the mountains before the mill was within sight. “We’re hereeee!” You threw your hands in the air and danced around. “H-How..can you..p-possibly-dear god kill me!” Dean collapsed against a boulder and struggled to catch his breath. Sam, though not nearly as bad, was hunched over with his hands on his knees. “Seriously, how do you have so much energy?” You laughed and skipped over to them, “Why wouldn’t i?” “Why? Y/n we just climbed through mountains. Actual mountains!” “Yeah wasn’t it great?!” Sam huffed out a laugh and shook his head. “We’ll catch our breathes, rest a while, then run through the plan before tonight, sounds good?” “Whatever you say Sammy,” you strode off behind some rocks, “i’m gonna go take a piss, maybe a shit, who knows.” Dean glared at his brother, “We..are n-not..inviting her..anywhere(!)..ever again.”

Once dark it was time to get to work. “Okay are you ready? Sam?” “Ready.” “Y/n?” “Ready.”

There was a long silence as you finished tucking your last strands of runaway hair into your mask. It took a minute for you to notice the audience. You looked between both men, “…It’s gonna take more than that to get me in bed you know that right? Sorry but that Winchester charm doesn’t work on me you got the wrong bimbo.” “Y/n,” “Yes Dean,” “what exactly do you think you’re wearing?!” “Um, my hunting outfit?” “Don’t you mean your Halloween costume from the seventh grade?” “What?!” “Y/n you’re wearing a bunny mask for crying out loud!” “So?!” “SO?! We’re about to confront the literal devil and you look like a holiday hooker!” You rolled your eyes at Dean. “First off,” you pointed to your shorts, “the short shorts give me mobility and flexibility needed to kick ass.” You pointed to your chest, “The crop top, basically the same thing. It’s light weight, can’t slow me down, or be used against me…also its super cute.” Then you pointed to your head, “And the mask keeps my hair out of the way. Also no one can grab it nor can it get snagged on something.” “And the bunny ears?” “They’re cute.” “But they’re big and floppy-!” “Dean! We really don’t have time for this. Y/n you look great.” “Thank you Sammy.” “Okay, let’s go then.”

Getting in wasn’t too difficult, just a couple of demons, but the closure you got to where Lucifer was the more demons appeared. The three of you split up and agreed to meet back in the foyer of the main hall. You were the first to make it there. A few minutes later Sam stumbled down the stairs. “All good?” “Yeah. You?” “Good, good. Where’s Dean?” You just shrugged. What felt like hours the sounds of screams slowly grew louder. There was nothing but the sound of footsteps for a few seconds before Dean limped around the corner. Sam ran to his side, “Are you okay?” “Yeah, i’ll be fine. You guys ready?” 


Things were fairly dull waiting outside. Occasionally you’d hear some muffled arguing but nothing to raise alarm. Eventually you gave up and slumped against the wall, throwing pebbles and whatever trash was around across the room. The fun was cut short, like always, by Dean; You heard your name being belched from Dean the same way he always did when he was annoyed. You stopped throwing things and returned to boredom. Thankfully you heard some demons approaching fast. ‘Thank god, something to do.’

 Sam and Dean were starting to lose patience with Lucifer’s antics and smart remarks. They were ready to give up and go with plan b but then heard the rising commotion outside. Lucifer just seemed annoyed by it, “If you guys could kill each other quickly that’d be great we’re busy in here.” The doors flew open and you with it. You stumbled to your feet, “Y/n-!” “Nope! No i’m fine i got this Sam,” you waved him back, “just a little bit of foreplay. Gotta loosen these guys up, that one’s a stiff but i’m sure i can convince him to let me around back. Isn’t that right hot stuff?” You blew a kiss at one of the demons that followed you in. They quickly attacked you but one after another they fell. Lucifer rolled his eyes, “Didn’t your mother ever teach you to knock-” before they grew huge. You had some cuts and bruises but were still in great shape. One of the demons had ripped your mask off, freeing your fairy tale length y/h/c hair. It danced around your knees and was dusted in blood and dirt. 

“Oh,” You sauntered over to join the men. Lucifer looked you up and down like a starving lion. “Oohh hello,” you winked at the little devil, “yes. I like you,” Lucifer growled, “hereee little lamb.” You giggled and gave him a suggestive look, much to the brothers disgust. He starts towards you but the Sam and Dean are quick to block his path, “Nu uh, leave her out of this.” Lucifer didn’t even skip a beat, he casually flicks his wrist throwing the boys out of his way, and continues towards you. You wait patiently while he circles you, inspecting every inch. Occasionally he let out a throaty growl that sends shivers down your spine. He finally stops in front of you. “Hello.” You scrunch your face, “Don’t tell me what to do.” “What.?” The two of you stood staring at each other. Lucifer was trying to get inside your head and figure you out. You were struggling to remember the theme song to Seinfeld. “I find you very interesting.” You shrug, “Well, yeah, i guess that’s an interesting letter. Nothing compared to ‘q’ though let me tell you-” “Y/n.” “Yup. Sorry.” You’d forgotten about Sam and Dean.

 They skulked a few feet off, trying to keep their distance from Lucifer, but not too far that they couldn’t help you. “Look do we have a deal or what?” Lucifer took his eyes off of you for the first time since you came in the room. “Oh i’m sorry Sam, is this making you jealous? Don’t worry, i’ll make it up to you later.” Sam nearly threw up, “Please don’t.” he whispered. 

“Anyways,” he turned his attention back towards you, “are you the newest member of ‘team free will’? Can i expect to see more of you?” “Ha! They wish. Personally i like a bit of domination; someone telling me what to do-” “Oh-!” “Yeahhh,” you blew him a kiss, “but no, i’m just a friend-wait no! I’m…i’m like the third powerpuff girl.” You leaned in and whispered, “Dean’s buttercup. Sshh.” Being a celestial being, Lucifer of course had no idea what you were talking about, but he admired you and failed to contain his amusement. “Interesting.” He circled you once more, this time dragging his fingers through your hair. “This; your hair is very impressive.” “Thanks i grew it myself.” “Yeah that was my first guess. Any boyfriend?” “You move fast.” “I don’t like to waste time.” “You’re a celestial being, you don’t exist within the confines of time.” “Well when you know you know. And you’re way too gorgeous to be single. “You’re way too old to be flirting with me.” For the first time in maybe eternity Lucifer let out a genuine laugh. “Flirting?” “Flirting.”  “And that is…?” “This. This thing we’re doing.” “Oh well then yes i am,” you laughed, “and i could do a lot more too.” “Really?” “Mhm.”

By this point Lucifer had you wrapped in his arms and all things considered it didn’t feel wrong. “You know what?” “What little lamb?” “You remind me of string cheese.” “Hmm, how so?” “Well i don’t hate string cheese.” “Huh, well if that’s the case i would make sure you had an endless supply of this ‘string cheese’ you don’t hate. I could show you a good time in Hell y/n.” You clutched your chest, “You spoil me.” “Tell me little lamb, what would it cost to have my way with you hmm.” You thought for a minute. “Buy me a pizza-” “Y/n-!” “What Dean you ate mine! I deserve a pizza, a whole pizza! No more no less!” Dean shook his head, “Jesus christ can’t take you anywhere-” “Don’t you bring my half brother into this-”


You all stopped your babbling and listened to Sam. “We came here for one thing, to try and make a deal. Now do we have one or not.” The playful look that had been on Lucifer’s face disappeared as he showed the true face of the devil. “You know what. No. We don’t. Personally i’m getting tired of you two always poking in my business. Why make a deal when i can easily squish you both and get what i want too.” He started towards Dean but they had prepared for this. “Sam now!” Sam threw a match on the ground, igniting a holy fire devils trap. Enough oil was used that the fire tickled shoulder height. It quickly engulfed Lucifer but you being there wasn’t apart of the plan. “Well well, looks like i’ll have some company in here.” Dean stood outside the circle fuming, “God dammit y/n you fucking idiot!” “I’m not the one who can’t name all fifty states Dean!” “SHUT. UP. Dean just douse the fire and get her out.” “Can’t.” “Why not?” “Him.” All eyes turned towards Lucifer. He stood glaring back at Dean. He was smirking as usual but his eyes were vivid with rage. “Yeah Sammy he can’t. Because if i get out of here, i promise, you’re all dead.”

The only sound was the fire roaring around you and Lucifer but you had to break the silence eventually. “Sooo…this is probably not the best time to bring this up, but, i have to pee.”

“There has to be something-” “There’s nothing.” “But what about-” “We can’t risk it Sam you know what’ll happen!” The boys had been arguing for the past fifteen minutes about how to get you out but you couldn’t care less. Lucifer stood off lost in his own thoughts and you, well, you had your own problems.

Everyone seemed distracted enough that you felt confident in your plan. No one noticed at first but once you were finished and dumped your boot full of pee into the fire all eyes were on you. The fire grew momentarily before dying back down. “Well i don’t think that’s suppose to happen.” “Y/n-!” “Did you just-?!” “What i told you guys i had to go!” Sam and Dean could not be anymore annoyed but Lucifer was having his own laugh.

“Okay this is getting ridiculous Dean! Alright we can’t just leave her here with him!” Dean wrestled with his thoughts before caving, “Fine. Get the extinguisher Sam.” “Don’t!” “What?” You became the center of attention. “Don’t do it. Leave me i’ll be fine.” “Y/n no we can’t trust him-” “But you can trust me and i say it’ll be fine. Watch,” you look at Lucifer, “Compliment me.” “You don’t smell bad.” “Nice,” you turn back to the boys, “See we’re fine.” “Y/n-” “No Sammy listen. You can’t let him out. He’s not gonna change his mind and i honestly think he’ll kill you this time.” “I will.” “See he will.” The brothers shared a look before walking away to talk among themselves.

“Well i have to say, out of all the humans, i hate you the least.” “Oh Luci-” “Luci-?” “You always know just what to say.” He smiled sarcastically, you of course returned it. “But you do have to realize, while we’re in here, we’re equals Luce.” You strolled around him, delighted with the growing anxious and angry expression on his face. “So here we are, trapped and forced to trust each other.” “I don’t trust you.” “Sure you do.” “I don’t though.” “You will. Which is what the circle of trust is all about.” “Circle of trust?” “Yes! The ring of fire, a romantic touch by the way, is now the circle of trust. We’re stuck in here together pal, a human and an angel without his powers. Plus this fire’s not dying anytime soon so-” “Did you just call me an angel.”

“Alright,” Sam and Dean walked back over, “we…we’re gonna get you out-” “But Dean-” “Y/n we’re just not comfortable with this. The risk of something happening, it’s too high.” “Nothing will i’ll be fine.” “Y/n-” “No this is bigger than me. Look you two need to leave and soon. It’s getting dark out and you’ll freeze if you stay much longer. This is a big fire, we’ll be here till morning, at least. That’ll give you a good head start. You can’t risk letting Lucifer out so please just go. I know these mountains i can make it home by myself no problem. It’s okay guys, please go.”

“Fine-” “Dean-!” “It’s fine Sam. She can handle this.” Sam rolled his eyes, upset and a little bit hurt to be leaving you, “Okay, alright.”

You said your silent goodbyes before the boys walked out of the doors and left. Your eyes stayed glued to the doors, slowly feeling more alone by the second. It took a minute to realize Lucifer had snaked his arms around your waist, carefully exploring every inch. He inhaled the scent of blood and dirt in your hair as he nuzzled the back of your head. Lucifer pulled you back against him, his hold tightening, “And then there were two.”

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Love at First Video Part 22: Convention Time

Misha Collins x Reader

1550 Words

Story Summary: You were a babysitter, but you wanted to be more. Deciding to create a cooking video, you were shocked when it garnered the attention of a well known actor. Soon the attention becomes something neither of you can ignore.

Catch Up Here: Masterpost

The next morning you woke completely wrapped around a warm and awake Misha. You were cuddled up to his side, with his arm wrapped around you, and he was smiling down at you. You didn’t want to get out of bed, but you knew you needed to, that today was going to be an extremely busy day.

“Morning.” He whispered, gently brushing the hair away from your cheek. You got lost in the depths of his blue eyes, realizing for what was possibly the first time that you could actually picture yourself growing old with this man.

“Morning.” You finally answered back, your inner thoughts turning your cheeks a brilliant shade of red. Misha noticed, of course he did, with how close the two of you were laying.

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You just don’t get it. What! I’m asking for guy advice, you are a guy - what’s not to get? First of all, guys, they don’t ask for advice. And secondly, I’m not going to help you get my partner into bed. Why not? It’s not like you want her. Unless…Do you want her?

#1 - What He Does to Annoy You

luke: i feel like luke would always be the one to poke you or squish your face or tickle you. he’s a really playful guy, and when you’d get annoyed and groan at him he’d just giggle like a schoolgirl. he’d especially annoy you when you’re doing things like working on homework or reading.

michael: as we all know, michael is always really loud. so i think if he ever wanted to annoy you he’d start shouting random, hilarious things or ramble on a lot. basically just your typical rowdy boy.

ashton: i have no doubt that ash would just tell the same jokes over and over, poking you until he got your attention. “y/n y/n y/n” “what ashton?” the he’d tell a joke that you’ve heard a thousand times before and you’d just roll your eyes.

calum: cal probably wouldn’t be all that annoying. the only somewhat annoying thing he’d probably do is bring up the most random and irrelevant topics. you’d be in the middle of a netflix episode and all of the sudden he’d start talking about coffee. 

Mine~ {Peter Pan Imagine}

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Peter Pan Imagine 

Author: Joi A. Wade

Requested: Yes,  Can you do a Peter x Reader one with #41 and #51 please??? 💕

Warnings:  sexslave!Reader, dom!Peter, slight mention of rape, that’s all I can think of

Note: This probably isn’t what you wanted, but I haven’t done anything like this yet, so why not? Srry if it’s confusing :P

I woke up to a burning sensation in between my thighs and lower back, my whole body aching for some odd reason. I don’t really remember all of what happened last night…all I can remember is coming home from school, watching TV for a while and then off to bed. That was it. Why am I not in my bed? 

Sitting up slowly while groaning at the movement, I noticed that the room around me was dark and silent. I was definitely not home anymore. But how’d I get here? Who took me? I sworn I locked all the doors to my house, my parents were at some business dinner…everything is a blur, I don’t know how this person could have kidnapped me without me putting up a fight.

“Morning, love.” A husky voice echoed around me, making me tense up and rub the skin on my arms up and down, suddenly having a chill. Then, that’s when I saw them. 


I was chained to the wall, from my hands to my feet, I was trapped. Panic starting to bubble up inside me, the only thing my brain could function to do was start pulling like hell. But, my action only made the voice chuckle at my attempts. 

“You’re not gonna break them. I’ve made them myself personal, for you my dear Y/n,” The sound of my name coming from this stranger’s mouth made me freeze. 

“H-How…” I rasped, my throat dry and sore for some strange reason.

“How do I know you name, you were going to ask? Oh, it’s quite simple, sweetheart. I’ve been watching you for months, seeing if you were the perfect toy for me to play with. And as you see…you’ve passed the test. Last night was one of the best nights of my life. You are definitely my new favorite. Guess I can let Wendy go now.” 

That sentence alone made my heart stop. What did he mean by ‘new favorite’? 

What did he do to me? 

Subconsciously I rubbed my thighs gently, wincing at the pain. Looking down, I gasped, nearly choking on air. The inside of my thighs were all bruised up, dark purple marks colored some parts of my hips, as my sides held scratch marks. Tears sprung up to my eyes, as my lip quivered at the horrible realization. 


The sound of footsteps now echoed the room, but I payed no attention as the agonizing truth crashed down on me like a ton of bricks. I could hear that his footsteps were closer now, I closed my eyes tightly as I cried silently to myself. What I didn’t expect was for him to reach up and stroke my hair, so I jerked away from him, backing up against the wall.

Now having a good look at him, his physical appearance actually surprised me. I was expecting him to be some old creep, or a guy who would be in his late 20s or 30s…this boy looked like a teenager. Someone who would attend my school. But I didn’t recognize him at all. His chestnut hair, those forest green eyes that were filled with mischief, and that evil grin that rested upon his face. He was deviously handsome…

“You’re surprised, love. What? Expecting me to be ugly? Unattractive?” He teased, watching as I shook slightly from crying. “I’m actually surprised you don’t remember all of last night, love. You want to see my markings?” His smirk deepened, as he reached behind him, pulling at the shirt and over his head, turning around.

I gasped again, seeing the long scratch marks and bite marks on his shoulder blades, making vomit slowly rise up my throat. I shook my head rapidly, more tears streaming down my face. “Those aren’t because of me…we never…w-we didn’t…”

“Oh, but we did, love. And it was spectacular! Of course you don’t remember it, because it was your demons taking over. You were no longer in control of your body at the time.” 

“W-What? Demons? What are you-?”

“You’re a feisty, aggressive, saucy little minx, Y/n. You’re demons are rough and hungry for excitement, and they were just begging to be let out. That’s why you’re so special! No man has ever been able to let those inner demons escape. Especially that little boyfriend of yours. What was his name? Henry, was it?” 

I hiccuped at his name, realizing that I’ll probably never get to see him again. Not to mention he wouldn’t be my first…this…lunatic was. And I don’t even remember, nor do I ever want to!

“You…you monster! Henry and I never slept together, he never touched me! He was sweet, kind, and patient with me wanting to wait, and you took it away from me! You used me!” I screamed, running up to him only to be yanked down to the ground by the chains. 

The boy raised his eyebrow high, his smirk growing wider like a mad man. “Even better, my princess. You were pure, which explains why you were so…well. How can I put this lightly?” He walked over to me, with a wave of his hand I was up on my feet, my eyes widening at the action. How the hell did he do that? He pushed me up closer to the wall, staring down at me intensely. “You, my dear, were rather…secure. All my years, I’ve been chasing used toys…and, boys don’t like when toys are all used up. New and untouched toys are their favorite.”

“G-Get away from me! Let me go, take me back home! Please, I have a family, I love Henry with all my heart, please let me go!”

“Beg all you want, my sweet. But, I’m afraid letting you go is far from being an option. You’re ass is mine, got it?” His smirk fell from his lips, as one of his hands grip my jaw roughly, making me look up at him. I wiggled my head, trying to break free, only for him to lean down quickly and connect out lips in a sloppy embrace. 

I tried to push him away, but the chains only tightened and pulled behind my back. Pulling away was out of the question as my head was being pushed into the wall, keeping me planted in my spot. 

Suddenly, his other hand came down slowly towards the almost bare bottom half of my body, one of his fingers grazing over a certain spot making my clamp my legs shut. He pulled away from the kiss angrily, staring down at me with a firm glare.

“Why must you be so difficult, love? Things would be a lot easier if you would just let your demons go-!” I spat in his face before he could finish his sentence. Regretting it already just by the look on his face, he quickly turned me around, pushing me farther into the wall. “Want to be a naughty girl? Fine. Then you shall be treated like one.”

I heard the sound of some kind of door opening, making the him halt his movements, but still hold me in place. “What do you want?” He snapped, making me flinch, even though he wasn’t talking to me.

“Wendy escaped her cage.” Another male voice spoke, sounding very timid compared to this guy.

“Well, then you and the others go looking for her, I’m busy!” He growled, pushing me a little bit harder into the wall, practically squishing me.

“You of all people know this island better, Pan. Forgive me for interrupting, but we-”

“Okay, alright! I’ll be out in a moment, just let me…finish up in here real quick.” He sighed into my neck, inhaling my scent for a moment, making me shiver at the feeling.

I’m sure the guy who was talking understood and left, as I heard the door close. I felt this so called ‘Pan’ stroke the sides of my neck, finally pulling me from the wall and turning me back around. 

“Now, I have to go away now for a little bit, sweetheart. I guess you aren’t the only naughty girl on this island. But, that’s gonna change, I promise.” He smirked, pressing a kiss to my temple. I jerk my head away from him, making him roll his eyes. “When will you learn to except the fact that I am your master now?”

I refused to answer, feeling him start to kiss the curve of my neck getting a small whimper out of me. I felt a dampness in between my legs, making me bite my lip hard, cursing my body for reacting to his touch. He must’ve noticed because of the smirk that colored his face once more when pulled back up.  “Why must you torment me?” 

“Because, my dear, I love the reaction I get in return. Just know that you are mine. You’re body, heart and soul belong to me.”

“I don’t belong to anyone, especially not you! Let me go!”

Sighing loudly he pulled away from me fully, turning to leave me in this hole, by myself again. The thought of being alone in here scares me more than him being in here alone with me.

“W-wait! Don’t leave me here, please! Let me out of here!” I screamed, going back to tugging on the chains, having no luck of breaking them whatsoever. “Help! Help me please, someone help!”

His laugh overpowered my screams, as he was just about to shut the door to this prison. 

“Cry and yell all you want, love. No one can hear you here.”

“Where is here?!” I cried, tears streaming down my face in frustration, as I continued to tug on the chains.

“Welcome to Neverland, my queen. You’re new and permanent home.”  

Thanks, Steve

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Word Count: 2,394

Author’s Note: I am going to be honest and say I have no idea what this is. I just decided to start writing and…ta da LOL. Also, I can’t write action sequences for the life of me, so pls be gentle in the criticism <3

Originally posted by imagine-my-universe

The first time you met Steve, you were amused.

You had only moved into the Avengers tower for approximately two weeks and for that period of time, the Avengers were nowhere in sight due to a mission. You appreciated the quiet of the tower. You were able to adjust well to your new surroundings without the rest of the team watching your every move. There was no need to feel self-conscious about your actions and words or how the rest would take to another “new” member of the Avengers family. Granted, you had gone on multiple missions with them before, but it was different moving in.

The group arrived back to the tower a few days later, extremely tired, but safely and in one piece. You felt like the new kid at school, not knowing where to stand or what to say, so you retreated to the comfort of your own room. The rest of the week passed quickly. You made occasional chit chat when needed and the gang did their best to include you in on conversations, which you were thankful for. By the end of the week, you were feeling pretty comfortable with everybody…except for one.

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anonymous asked:

How would the UT, UF, SF bros and UT grillby react when they're frustrated at their S/O for something but the SO is just so darn cute they can't even stay angry.

Sans:  He is pretty hard to frustrate.  He’s a 0 or 100 kind of guy; the only thing I can think of that could really frustrate him is when somebody does something he doesn’t like but which he can’t fault them for.  Such as people questioning why he doesn’t answer their questions, or pointing out that he’s ignoring them.  He has his reasons, obviously, and hey he honestly tends to pry too.  And he doesn’t like it when people ignore him.  So when you ask him something about his past, an innocent question and nothing but curiosity on your face, the frustration bleeds out of him like water out of a popped balloon.  “heh… cuter than a kitten and twice as curious.  it’s not that interestin’, babe.  your face is a much better topic.  how did it get so nice?  i’m seriously askin’ here.”

Papyrus:  He’s pretty easy to annoy, really.  Puns, laziness, being untidy, eating unhealthy foods, playing incidental music to accompany his misfortune… Sans.  Anything Sans would do would annoy Papyrus.  And we all know what Papyrus does with Sans.  “HUMAN!!  I WILL NOT STAND FOR THIS!!  I WILL NOT SIT, NOR LAY DOWN, NOR EVEN STAND ON MY HEAD FOR THIS!!  THIS.. IS… UNACCEPTABLEEEeeeee…”  He trails off at the end, wagging finger frozen in place.  That face you’re making……  He pulls you to him, wrapping his arms around you.  What are you going, Papyrus?  “SHH MY LOVE, I AM TRYING NOT TO CONSUME YOU WITH THE FLAMES OF MY ARDOR… YOU ARE TOO ADORABLE AND I WANT TO SQUISH YOU!!”

Red:  It isn’t hard to frustrate Red.  And it isn’t easy to pacify him either, but damn that look on your face…  His eyes flick away from you, all over the room, anywhere but that expression you’ve got on.  “c’mon doll, enough with the puppy dog eyes.”  He groans, bringing his hands up to his face.  “fuckin… fine.  but don’t get used to this, ok sweetheart?  ‘m not lettin you off so easy next time.”  Yes he is.  He’s almost offended; he’s a tough guy, he isn’t supposed to fold this easy. 

Edge:  It’s hard not to irritate Edge.  Anything Red does annoys him, along with a host of other things.  Squeaky chairs, clicking pens, not doing exactly what he tells you to… The list could go on.  And his response is usually screaming.  “CEASE THAT INFERNAL RACKET THIS INSTANCE, YOU-….. Y-YOU…”  The screaming came suddenly, and that look of surprise on your face… brows lifted, eyes wide, lips a little parted….  “I AM NO LONGER ANGRY!  THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH YOUR FACE!  I AM GOING TO LEAVE NOW!”  He slams his door shut and screams into his pillow, face brilliant red.

Black:  Good luck finding something that doesn’t frustrate Black, one way or another.  “WHAT DO YOU THINK THAT YOU ARE DOING?!?!  I WILL HAVE YOU KNOW THAT IS-!”  He stops abruptly, staring at your face.  His screaming comes just as suddenly as Edge’s, and while he can’t match Edge for pure volume his is screechier, which makes it feel much louder.  Your expression is downright startled, and with your eyes so large he can truly admire how lovely they are.  “I-I-IS…… HANG ON A MOMENT!!”  He returns and throws something at you, a brown paper bag.  What is this for?  “PUT IT OVER YOUR HEAD!”  What?  Why?  He looks away, a faint blush on his cheeks.  “I CANNOT YELL AT YOU WHEN YOU LOOK LIKE THAT!!”  That is not a very good incentive to put on the bag.  “… F-FINE, NEVER MIND THEN!  JUST… GO… BE CUTE SOMEWHERE ELSE!!”

Puppy:  He’s pretty hard to frustrate once he’s good and settled on you; he doesn’t let people close that easily but once he does you’re pretty much golden.  But he’ll be irritated if you drag him out somewhere he isn’t comfortable (most places), especially if it’s a bad day.  He’s tapping his foot and fiddling with something in his pocket, trying to suppress his nervous energy while he waits for you to get out of the changing room.  Ah, but when you do….  You give him a smile and a twirl, asking what he thinks.  The sparkle in your eye, the flush of your cheeks.. “very nice.”  He gives you a pat on the head and a lopsided smile.  Maybe this isn’t so bad. 

EDIT FUCK I FORGOT GRILLBY:  He doesn’t show very much on his face at all, much less frustration.  The only way you can really tell is the increased frequency of his pops and the somehow thicker silence surrounding him.  He is surprisingly easy to frustrate, though he shows it the least, and probably gets over it fastest cute face or no.  But when you give him that sweet expression…. his flames quiet for a moment, mellowing out until he’s almost smooth.  And then they’re back and he’s patting your head, looking away.  He’s so stoic you can barley tell he’s flustered.

Husband Ten

Requests: can you do a “husband! ten” i loved what you did with “boyfriend! ten” and “best friend ten” so i wish you could do a husband version since i love ten so much, please :)

Can you plzz do Husband Ten? c: luv u

  • yay requests for this prince
  • have you seen him in the recent ivy club event he looked so good??
  • okay but ngl he’s also very husband material
  • a really cute one!!!
  • before reading this you might want to read boyfriend ten first hehe
  • okay let’s start!

  • honestly still the softest and cutest bun ever??

  • to you at least
  • he’s so clueless at times you just want to squish him
  • he didn’t know why he suddenly had the urge to ask you to marry him
  • maybe because johnny had a serious talk with him one day
  • johnny’s all like “dude you guys have been dating for 3 years already, when are you going to take her hand?”
  • “oh shit i havent thought about it yet”
  • “do it sooner or later!! she’s been looking up on these things often these past few weeks”
  • “oh really?”
  • so he starts thinking of ways to propose
  • and he wants to be unique and special!!
  • something only he could pull off and that you’d love
  • while he dropped really subtle hints on weeks before
  • “babe you’re honestly so blessed to have me”
  • “uhm… yeah?”
  • “a few more weeks!”
  • “to what?”
  • “you’ll know”
  • finally the day comes
  • he fetches you from your own house, to his own apartment
  • and he asks you stay outside of the door first
  • and you’re all nervous and confused, but at the same time really excited
  • he finally opens the door, but calls you to close your eyes, his hand holding your wrist as he leads you into the apartment
  • which he decorated with cute colourful balloons, all in your favourite colours,
  • there’s music playing in the background
  • and the lights are all dim but romantic
  • and he finally asks you to open your eyes
  • and you gasped when you see the decorations
  • and immediately squealed and screamed
  • when you saw an adorable tiny puppy on the couch!!!
  • wrapped in a tiny bow
  • and it’s sleeping soundly on the pillow
  • which made your heart melt!!!
  • so you immediately when up to carry it and make cute faces to it
  • ten’s smiling by the side and blushing slightly
  • he then holds you by your hand, and pats the puppy
  • “babe, she can be our first child together. i really want to have more with you in the future so, will you marry me?”
  • please forgive me this is so bad
  • and you start tearing up because you never expected him to get a puppy for you
  • what’s more, propose to you
  • and obviously you nod yes and hug him
  • you hear him giggling to himself
  • how cute!!!
  • okay but when the members heard about your marriage they all freaked out
  • especially johnny, even though he was the one who started it-
  • “you’re getting married? time flies so quickly woah” -taeyong
  • “congratulations on your marriage with y/n hyung!!” -mark
  • and they’re all so supportive it makes you extremely happy too
  • side note they all love bonbon (your puppy’s name,, idk what i did) too and often visit your apartment just to see her
  • okay ten as a husband-
  • i feel like he’d become even more immature and act more like a child?
  • especially when he’s alone with you
  • he’s extremely clingy and affectionate
  • and whines a lot when you dont give him the hugs and kisses he wants but it’s cute so you don’t complain
  • still is an angel and smiles at everything that you do
  • really supportive!!
  • is always there when you need help, even when he’s clueless himself
  • lots of lazy days together
  • just laying in the bed with your messt hair and pajamas,
  • both bodies tangled together
  • lots of laughter and giggling too
  • i feel like y'all would have a lot of sessions where it’s all teasing and small pecks on the face at first
  • but at the end it turns out to be a hot mess and a hot make out session
  • where he turns into a whole different person because the way he stares at you
  • and the way his hands would trail down your body 👀
  • calls you his queen
  • and loves every single part of your body!!!
  • this man would smack your ass in public too if he felt like it
  • and he wouldnt even feel that embarrassed
  • where is this getting
  • but at the same time he’s also such a sweetheart?
  • he brings bonbon out to walks daily
  • and treats her like an actual child!!
  • buys her all the treats and toys
  • and he’s always so soft for her??
  • and it makes you smile seeing the both of them just playing together
  • but to you he’s 10× sweeter
  • still compliments you a whole lot
  • even in public
  • “she’s my wife, isn’t she just gorgeous?”
  • “i think you shouldn’t wear this out today, i don’t think i’d be able to get through the day without fainting staring at such a beauty”
  • and he gets you the things you want like??
  • because he wants you to be happy
  • okay fights and arguments happen rarely,
  • but when they do,
  • it can get really serious and it’s just dead silence from the both of you
  • he’s either too upset or mad (at himself) to apologise
  • and for you, you feel bad for getting mad you can’t bring yourself to apologise too
  • and that’s where johnny needs to come in
  • he’d try to talk to the both of you and listen to both sides of the story
  • and he’d try his best to give y'all advice
  • and thanks to him, the both of you would apologise and cry in each other’s arms
  • because y'all really hate conflicts
  • still a disaster when cooking
  • but not as bad as mark
  • but he tries his best to make breakfast for you while he can
  • which you really appreciate a lot!
  • even though it isn’t the best- slightly burnt eggs and overcooked bacon,
  • it still tastes good so you often repay it to him by making him lunch too
  • which he loves a lot!! and becomes an excited child whenever he sees you packing lunch
  • “yay!! it’s gonna be a great day with a great meal”
  • at the end of the day he’s really thankful for you
  • and how much positivity you’ve brought into his life
  • and he loves you with every single part of his body!!!
  • honestly blessed to have him as your husband
  • your days are filled with happiness 24/7 with him around

anonymous asked:

¡Hola hola! I was wondering if you could do one of those things like how would it be like to be Percy's younger half sister? Also I love how much you interact with everyone it's honestly great

oh my god thank you what the fuck ?!

also, you’re v nice hola!!!

okay, here we go :

• protective older brother !!!!

• ‘so perce I think I have a crush on’ 'lmao what no you don’t’

• anytime you mention that someone is cute, he shuts you down in five fucking seconds like ur still five and you can never love anyone ever

• 'Percy you kissed Annabeth when you were fifteen’ 'and ??’

• you don’t talk about boys to him anymore, you go to Jason and Piper, they help out way more


• 'y/n’ 'what’ *ur soaked in three gallons of water*

• Percy’s a lil shit we all know this, everyone knows this

• is good at pushing all your buttons

• cOmPeTiTive !!!!!

• 'bet you three blue jolly ranchers that I can get to the lake before you’ he’d smirk at you

• 'you’re on fish face’


• 'ur my squishy and I shall call you my squishy’ *Percy squishes your cheeks together and you just want to punch him in the face*


• everyone who likes you is afraid to ask you out because secretly Percy threatened all of them

• when you finally get a significant other, it’s a wrAP

• Percy interrogates them for like three hours before you’re like 'Percy shut the fuck up’ and then he turns all soft

• 'Y/N you killed my scary demeanor!’ 'Too bad’

• as much as y'all annoy each other, you guys are very supportive of each other

• Percy : *is sparring w/ someone*


• when you two are in battle, it’s a force not many can stop.

• like yeah, everyone knows about the son of Poseidon, but bitch the daughter of Poseidon catches everyone off guard

• where Percy’s main focus is water, yours is earthquakes

• literally leaves enemy’s sHOOK

• you’re a p good sword fighter bc of Percy

• but you’re better with that one machine gun in the Weapon Shed that lITERALLY NOBODY HAS TAKEN YET LIKE FUCK THE AESTHETIC THERES A GUN U CAN USE

• (I have an oc that uses the gun lmao)

• you’re always in Percy’s bed because y'all have nightmares like nobody’s business

• you adore Percy, as much as you’d hate to admit it

• he adores you, and won’t shut the fuck up about it

• ur home girl is Sally she’s a great second mom to you (mom if you decide that ur mom is dead)

• y'all stress Sally out but she loves you two.


• bye

• oh also y'all ended up in a prank war with the Stolls

• they dyed you and Percy’s hair blue

• they immediately regretted it bc y'all looked dumb good with it

• Poseidon kids with blue hair

• das what I’m here for okay I’m done

- nez