haha can you imagine it though

Where I imagine Science Officer Kirk argues with Captain Spock ALL the TIME. Except then they start to agree with each other.


since Science Officer Jim is still fundamentally Jim


Bet || R.M.

Originally posted by alltimewolf

Word Count: 2095

Pairing: Ross!Reggie x reader

Summary: Chuck bets Reggie five hundred dollars to hook up with you, his tutor, and the outcome leaves you heartbroken.

Warnings: smut, fingering, cussing, unprotected sex, Reggie being a complete fuckboy, complete filth

Requested by anon:

“Hey Can you do a Reggie imagine where his bet that he couldn’t get the reader to go out with him. The reader is really pretty and awkward. So he tries and eventually falls in love with her. With a really fluffy ending. I know it’s cliché, haha.”

I kind of strayed off from the request, hope that’s okay! I might do a second part where it’s fluffier though!


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Truth or Dare? | Zach Dempsey x Reader

Genre: Romance, Fluff
POV: Reader’s/First Person

A/N: Hi everyone! I was finally able to write another imagine! This wasn’t requested though, the idea just suddenly popped into my head and I just ran through with it haha. I’m gonna get the requests started so that I can post them soon and re-open my ask box for more requests. I hope you enjoy this one. It’s a bit short and straight to the point lol.

Overview: Reader likes Zach. Zach likes reader. Their friends think they should date and they all end up playing spin the bottle. What could possibly go wrong? Or perhaps, what could possibly go right?


“Hey Y/N, you should totally come to Jessica’s party later.” Justin says as he nudges my arm.

“Hmm, yeah sure I guess. I mean I don’t have anything to do tomorrow anyway so sure, I’ll come.” I reply with a small smile.

“Really!? That’s great!” he replies his fists throwing up in the air in joy.

“Calm down Justin. Uhm, who else is coming?” I ask and let out a laugh.

“Just the usual, Hannah, Clay, Sheri, Alex, Monty, Tony, Jeff, Zach.” he answers.

Zach?! Zach is coming?” I reply as my eyes widen in shock.

Zach, Zachary Dempsey. How do I begin to describe Zach? 6foot3 in height, dark brown hair, milk chocolate colored eyes, plump lips, nose accurately shaped by the Gods, and his smile, oh his perfect smile. He was the captain of the basketball team in our school. 

Every single girl in our school swooned over his presence, you can almost hear their hearts race whenever he walks through the hallway. Almost all of the girls had a crush on him, and all of them had no chance with him, and that included me. Although he was this popular, social butterfly in our school, he still kept the right amount of distance to others, which made him seem mysterious and cold.

We’ve always been close, and he was one of the people I often share my secrets too. In our group of friends, Zach and I always get teased. They’d always tell us that we should go out, we should date each other and stuff like that, but for some reason it never actually happens. I’ve heard some of my friends say that he liked me, and I mean like, like, not as a friend but as something more, but I just ignore them. I mean, yeah, I like him too, but I’m just not the kind of person to make the first move. I kind of like what we have now, we’re really close, special friends and I like how comfortable I am whenever I’m with him.

Everytime he’d flash his smile at me, everytime I’d tease him because he’s abnormally tall for his age, everytime he’d give me a back hug, everytime he’d feed me food when I’m busy, everytime he’d whine when I beat him in a video game, all of the little things made me fall more and more in love with him everyday. It’s just a shame that I can’t confess to him and that he hasn’t tried telling me what he feels too, if ever he did feel anything for me.

“Y/N.” Justin calls my name.

“Y/N!” he snaps his fingers in front of my face as I awaken to reality and realize I’ve been staring blankly, thinking about Zach.

“Oh! I’m sorry.” I jump as I give him a faint smile.

“The bell just rang.” he says as he stands up from his seat and laughs at me.

“Oh it did? Ugh, sorry I was kind of lost for a moment there.” I reply as I stand up to get my backpack.

“I’ll see you at Jess’ later, okay?” he says as we walk side by side to leave the classroom.

“Oh yeah okay. See you later!” I reply as I wave my hand goodbye and walk to the other direction to my next class.

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{ i’ll be around for you }

pairing: philip hamilton x reader

prompt: “can you do a phillip x reader where reader is madisons daughter???”

a/n: of course i can! this was inspired by the dear theodosia cover by regina spektor. this was my second philip imagine so i hope it’s not too bad haha!

t/w: bad pick up lines?? slight angst. really not a lot though!

inbox || masterlist

You’d known Philip for a long time. He was your best friend since you were little so you had practically grown up together. There were lots of play dates that your parents found endearing and adorable pictures of just the two of you.

In each one, you were smiling wide with your arms wrapped around one another or at least touching each other in some way. 

Your mom and dad always teased that you were destined to be a Hamilton. You always blushed at the thought of you and Philip getting married, but you had never fully tossed it aside. He was wonderful, kind, and loyal. He’d make someone very happy someday.  

You’d silently hoped that it would be you.

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A Towel Is All You Need (Bucky x Reader)

A/N: Hey guys!! I’m so sorry to the anon who sent it, I’m sorry that I posted so late😅 But I still hoped that you had a great birthday!! Btw, I hope that you don’t mind that I didn’t add smut, I wasn’t really in a feel for writing that and I’m scared it wouldn’t turn out that well haha. I also just realised that I don’t really post on weekends and it’s because I’m usually slightly busy on those two days, I help out at an animal shelters on Saturdays and Sundays are usually family day so yeah…I’ll still try to post as much as I can though!! Anyways, enjoy!!!

Request: Hey doll :) It’s my bday hihi sooooo I wanted to ask for a Bucky imagine where you’re Buckys girlfriend but you’re very shy. So one time you visit him in the Tower and want to surprise him but when you open the door to his room you see him all wet coming just out of the shower. You get all flustered and shy again but Buck finds it totally cute. He then pulls you in for a sweet kiss which slowly grows more intense and you ask Buck to be your first that night? I hope this is ok :) ILY btw <3

You stared up at the tall building in front of you, biting your lips in uncertainty as you hesitated to enter. What if he’s busy? Should you enter?

Taking a deep breath in, you entered the building. You had come all this way to surprise your boyfriend as he recently had been so busy with his missions that he couldn’t come see you and you missed him so you weren’t going to let this chance slip past you as you heard that he had just came back.

He was part of the Avengers, and being part of them meant that you won’t really have much free time and you hated that his job requires him to put his life on the line. You knew that his life wasn’t very peachy in the beginning, being the Winter Soldier and all, and that now it was a lot better however you still couldn’t help but feel very worried for him.

As you stepped into the lift, you started fiddling with your fingers as you sighed, feeling slightly nervous that the team were all there. You were fine with them, it’s just that you get a bit overwhelmed when there’s too many people, and it also sucked that you were shy.

“Oh, Y/N, hey.”

You looked up as the lift door opened, seeing Steve pause in front of the lift.

“Hi,” you greeted, a small smile on your face as you looked side to side seeing that no one was there.

Steve seemed to know what you were thinking as he smiled. “Don’t worry, the rest are off doing their own things. You here to see Bucky?”

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Barcelona (Shawn Mendes x Reader)

A/N: A long ass random imagine where you meet him at Barcelona. Inspired by recent current events in SHawn’s life haha

« Bye babe. I miss you. » Shawn sighed into the phone.

“I miss you too babe. I’m flying in tomorrow though, remember? You’re gonna see all of us.” Y/N replied.

“I know, I know. I can’t wait. I haven’t seen you in a month.”

Y/N smiled softly. She can practically hear the small twinge of pain in his voice. Of course this was his dream, this was what he always wanted to do; but it wasn’t easy being apart from your loved ones nevertheless.

“Oh okay I gotta go, we’re driving to the airport. I’ll see you in a couple hours!”

“I can’t wait to see you Y/N.”

“You sure you don’t mind coming to pick us up at 1 am? You got a show tomorrow, we can just Uber to your hotel.”

“No no I want to come.”

“Mkay, I’ll see you Shawn.”

“See you love. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

You hung up, a smile on your face. You had that fluttery sensation in your body again, really excited to see him again.

“Ready Y/N?” Aaliyah called.


You had gotten along very well with Shawn’s family at this point, they had welcomed you very warmly. You often hung out with them, so flying to Barcelona with them was no problem at all.

You dragged your suitcase into the living room to find Manny, Karen and Aaliyah waiting for you.

“What is up with these huge suitcases girls? We’re there for four days.” Manny chuckled.

“Dad us women have lots to bring.” Aaliyah retorted. You nodded in agreement, laughing.

“Happy birthday Manny! Almost forgot to tell you that before leaving.” You said all of a sudden.

“Oh thanks Y/N! And you birthday is coming up too right?”

“In three days.”

“Nice, nice. What can I say, Tauruses are the best.”

“Yep.” You said, high-fiving him.

“Alright alright, let’s go shall we? The flight leaves in 2 hours.”

You guys drove to the airport, you and Aaliyah hanging out in the backseat, taking random selfies on Snap and making stupid Musical.ly’s.

“Shawn’s gonna see these and piss himself of excitement.” You laughed.

“Hahahah I’ll call Geoff and tell him to record everything if that happens.”

You guys got to the airport right on time, with a couple minutes to kill.

“Oh my god are you Shawn Mendes-“

“Yes.” You and Aaliyah both said.

You looked at each other, about to burst out laughing.

“Sorry what were you gonna say?”

“Girlfriend. Shawn Mendes’ girlfriend.”
“Oh then that yes.” You answered.

“And me definitely not.” Aaliyah replied.

“Oh my god aw, you guys are going to visit Shawn?”

“That’s so freaking cute honestly.”


“Oh my god I gotta tell my friend in Barcelona-“

“Um we kinda wanted to keep this private- oh okay bye then.” You weakly ended as the girl ran away without listening to you.

“Well shit.”

“Well shit. But you know what do you expect, people will obviously recognize us.”



“JESUS Aaliyah, you woke up the whole plane.”


All of a sudden all of the drowsiness left your brain as you perked up. Indeed, on the small screen it said you had less than twenty kilometers till the airport of Barcelona.


Shawn checked his phone for the umpteenth time. 12:30 AM. Okay, that was a reasonable time to leave at right? For the past two hours, he had been checking the time and wondering when he should leave for the airport. He ordered a taxi big enough to fit 5 people, and was on his way.

Getting there, his smile of anticipation never left his flushed cheeks. He sped walked to the Arrivals section and waited.

Shawn: You guys landed?

Y/N: Baggage claim!

Shawn: Aah see you soon!

Y/N: real soon x

He put his phone into his pocket and stood there waiting, fidgeting and tapping his foot.


“Alright got everything? Do we have everyone now? Aaliyah, Y/N.. Hahah Y/N jetlag is hitting you huh?”

“Yeah, I think I’m gonna go get a quick coffee. I’ll meet you guys at the exit kay?” You yawned.


Shawn’s eyes lit up as he saw his mom, dad and sister. Aaliyah ran up to him and hugged him tightly, Manny and Karen following suit.

Shawn stood back to the door as he reunited with his family.

“Where’s Y/N?”
“Turn around sweetheart.”

He turned around and saw his beautiful girlfriend, hair up in a messy ponytail and wearing a Harry Potter hoodie with leggings. She spotted him and her face lit up in a huge goofy grin.

He ran to her, catching her and hugging her tightly as she wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck.

After what seemed like a long time, he let her back down.

“Haha sorry I smell like airplane.” Y/N grinned up at him.

“I missed you so much.” He bent down and kissed her cheek. “And I like this sweater.” He said, pinching her waist, causing her to giggle and writhe around.

They both started laughing rather loudly, kissing each other everywhere on the face their lips could reach.

“Okay, okay you want me to throw up in my mouth?” Aaliyah came in between them.

Shawn just couldn’t stop smiling, and pulled her in a tight group hug with Y/N. He was so inexplicably happy.

They eventually made their way out the airport and into the hotel.

“And yeah it’s two double beds?”

“Yes sir.”

“Alright perfect, thank you.” Manny said, leaving the reception desk with two hotel room keys. He joined Aaliyah, Karen and Shawn with his arm around Y/N in the lobby.

“Well, Aaliyah Karen, room 426. Y/N, we’ll leave you with Shawn.” He said with a small wink.

“Sleep well kids.” Karen waved, before going towards the elevator.

Shawn turned his head towards Y/N.

“Whatcha smirking at.” Y/N said.


“Alright let’s go, its 2 AM.”


Shawn yawned, sensing consciousness approach. Turning around, he saw Y/N; remembering the events of a couple hours ago.

“Helloooooo.” He whispered playfully in her hear.


He chuckled, almost forgetting what it was like waking up next to Y/N. He moved her hair out of her face.



“We gotta go to my dad’s birthday brunch.”


“It starts in half an hour” He sing-songed.


“It’s a really good Spanish food place.”

“MHMM fine.” She said, sitting up. She yawned and stretched her arms.

He smiled at her, hugging her waist.

“I’m only joking it’s in 2 hours.”

“Ugh Shawn.” She groaned and threw her pillow at him.


“Well. Now that I’m awake Mister Mendes, why don’t you show me around Barcelona before this lunch thing?”

Y/N and Shawn walked down the streets, hand in hand; soaking in the sun. Shawn couldn’t keep his eyes of his girlfriend. His eyes wandered from her braided hair, to her sunglasses, to her flowy dress.

“Will you quit staring, you’re making me feel self-conscious.” Y/N giggled.

“You’re freaking beautiful.”

Y/N blushed, smiling stupidly back at him.

They had breakfast at a little café.

“I love this place. And ooh free coffee on your birthday!”
“Which is in two days.” Shawn pointed out.


“Don’t worry, I have a bunch of stuff planned.”

Y/N raised an eyebrow.


“Of course! I asked around about what to do in Barcelona and made a list of things you would enjoy.”

“Aw.” Y/N smiled. “Thank you.”

“There’s no need to thank me! I want to do this. Stop feeling like you owe people something, Y/N. You are worth so much, you just can’t see it. But I do.” Shawn looked at her.

“Thanks. I love you Shawn.”

“I love you too.” Shawn took her hand on the table and rubbed her thumb softly.

They spent the rest of the morning walking around, poking around in shops.

Shawn had missed being with Y/N, missed witnessing her crazy self.

“Aw a street act! Let’s go see.” She took her hand and dragged him to the next street.

It was a violin trio, and spotting the couple, they started to play the melody to “Mercy”.

Y/N laughed and started singing, quite off-key but neither of them cared.

They wandered around a bit more before approaching the street they were supposed to meet Shawn’s family.


Came a bunch of screams. You both turned around, spotting a flock of girls running towards you.

“Hey guys, so I have to go and be with them.” Shawn gestured towards you and behind you. “But thank you, thank you so much.”

He came and held you by the waist and led you inside a colorful restaurant, dodging the accumulating camera flashes.

“Sorry about that.”
“What? Oh it’s fine, I love your fans.”

“I do too, but sometimes it’s just so much.”
“I understand. But hey- why why do you look so down?”

“Well it’s just I don’t know, I love them believe me; but sometimes I just- I don’t know I just need-“



“That’s totally understandable, Shawn. It’s hard being a celebrity and having everyone know who you are. But at the end of the day, you’re living you dream and you’re surrounded by people who love you. Including me.” You whispered that last sentence.

“I love you so much Y/N.” He hugged you.

“I love you too.”

Man it felt nice being together again.

Originally posted by smendesgifs

also my birthday is in fact tomorrow, 3 days after Manny’S :)

ivy-raven  asked:

So, a prompt! First, do you write for IronPanther and StarkQuill pairings? If yes, I might be back with more prompts for them, but I'd really like Stuckony where HYDRA sent the WS to kill Tony before launching Project Insight, so he can't somehow stop it at the last minute, as heroes are wont to do. He's sent UC in SI, because that's the only way to get close, but Tony, exhausted, trips and twists his ankle in front of him and dozens of witnesses, so he can't kill him yet. (1/2)

He’s forced to pick him up and take him to the med bay, being the security guard and visualy strongest. But he’s desperatly touch starved, and really like touching/carrying Tony, and he smelled so good and was really nice to him, so he decides Tony must absolutely never die and tells him everything, declaring himself his new bodyguard. Steve/Tony is established, and both are aware of Bucky’s feelings for Tony (before and after regaining memories) so they invite him into their relationship. 2/3

And Bucky is super confused, like, punk, we’re already in a relationship?? Keep up? And picks Tony up and takes his two fellas on a date! - ok, that was super long and detailed, sorry about that! I can just imagine it and it’s so cute! You don’t have to include all the elements, I realize it’s a lot, I just really need touch-starved Bucky imprining on Tony and the ‘we’re already dating, punk’ scene! Thanks so much! (3/3)

Haha, this is adorable! How sweet. :) I do not write StarkQuill. In fact I’ve never even seen Guardians of the Galaxy! I should get on that, haha. I can write IronPanther though. I hope this lives up to your expectations! Keep an eye out for under the cut!

The Asset had barely even touched his gun when the Mark tripped and went down in a flail of limbs and loose papers. He had to fight a sigh. Some might think the clumsy marks would be easier to kill, because it could be made to look like an accident, but actually it was much harder—they were more likely to accidentally dodge attempts on their lives.

The Mark sat up, looking shocked. “Ow.”

“Sir?” one of the secretaries called, standing from her desk. “Mr. Stark, are you okay?”

“I think so?” The Mark pressed his palms to his eyes, letting out a sigh that betrayed deep exhaustion. “Yeah.” He took her hands when she offered them to him and pulled himself up, letting out a little noise of pain as he finally stood. “Ow!”

The secretary began patting him down, concerned. “What? What’s wrong?”

The Mark batted her hands away. “I’m fine, Ms. Carmichael. Just a twisted ankle.”

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Can you do an harry imagine where the reader is shy and always wants to be around harry because she feels more safe and he loves it when she does that and he calls her cute nicknames that always gets her blushing like crazy and they cuddle a lot? Love your work xx

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Y/n was tiny, petite, and so often times, she got forgotten and trampled. She wasn’t too bothered by that fact, as when she got forgotten, she had time to work on her uni work. When she got trampled, though, it was a completely different story. 

“Y/n!” One of Harry’s friends, Jeff, called from a car outside the lecture hall she was exiting. And of course, at that moment, a bunch of students exited at the same time, and had no respect to the fellow classmate, nealry running her over as they traveled out to their cars. As they left her in the dust, she huffed out and regained herself, walking over to the car that Jeff had pulled up to the curb. “He’s in the back.” Jeff told her, and she slid in the car next to her favorite male. 

“Well hello, kitten. Are you okay?” She blushed at the little nickname Harry had acquired for her, and his worried expression at the fact that she was almost run over. 

“Fine, thanks.” She replied quietly. 

“I missed you, pet.” He commented, and Jeff smiled at his younger friend’s affection. 

“I missed you too.” She whispered, and Harry grinned at her shyness. “I didn’t know you were back in town.” She spoke, and he shrugged. 

“Wanted to visit you.” He answered, and she turned bright red. “You have any plans tonight?” He inquired. 

“No.” She answered hesitantly. She knew that Harry probably had plans that he would invite her to, and even though he knew how hard it was to push her out of the house, he still liked to persuade her. “But I have to study for my statistics exam for tomorrow.” She added quickly, and Harry rolled his eyes.

“I am not going to let you hole away in your stuffy little dorm and study for your statistics exam while I’m in town.” He poked her arm, and she squeaked. 

“Please H.” She begged. “Please, please help me study tonight?” She offered.

“If I help you study tonight, then I’m forcing you out for only an hour.” He bargained. She frowned, but nodded, and he cheered childishly. 

“Alright, get out of the car. I’ll pick you guys up tonight at eleven.” Jeff told them, and they slid out of the car. 

“Thank you, Jeff.” They both chimed, and he nodded in acknowledgment before speeding off. 

She led him up the familiar route to her dorm, and he slipped his arm around her waist as she took out her keys and unlocked the door. They stumbled into the room, Harry refusing to take his arms off of her, and the connected bodies fell onto her bed. He finally let her waist go, and propped himself up above her. She gazed up at him, imagining a few months prior when he did the same but his long curls made them a veil from the rest of the world. She reached her fingers up to the nape of his neck, scratching at the short hair, making his eyes close in the feeling. 

“I miss it.” She commented, and he nodded in agreement. 

“I’m growing it back out. Liked my ‘greasy’ hair.” He joked, and she smiled. “I missed you so much, sweetheart.” He told her, making her turn a bright shade. 

His nose nuzzled into her neck, moving away the hair to see a purplish-yellow bruise on her skin. He just examined it for a moment, and when she realized what he was staring at, she froze. He kissed the tender skin, and pulled back to look her in the eye. His eyes were sad and extremely light, staring into hers.  

“He visited a week ago. I thought that would be gone by now.” She whispered. His eyes closed in pain, and he rolled over to the side of her, covering his eyes with his hand. 

“I hate that you won’t let me hurt him.” Harry said, his voice shaking with calm anger. 

“My brother has that covered.” She replied, and he shook his head. 

“He’s in Iraq now, and your dad is taking advantage of the lack of consequences when he hurts you.” He sighed. 

That was really how they became close. Harry knew her brother, Cole, and Cole introduced them because he could trust him, and as soon as the two met, Cole knew that Harry would protect her while he would be overseas. Y/n had a lot of trust issues with men, and when Cole saw that she was more relaxed with Harry than she was with any other man, besides himself, he knew that he would depend on Harry. 

“Cole wanted me to take care of you. How am I supposed to do that when you won’t tell me what’s going on in your life?” He questioned sadly. “I don’t want you to be hurt, kitten.” 

He pulled her onto his chest, and got flashbacks of a incident that happened a few months after he met her. 

There were sirens, and lights flashing, and it was horrible. Cole had called him in a frenzy, and there were so many things that Cole was spitting out on the phone, that Harry could only catch the address and that something bad had happened. Harry immediately dashed out of his car, and into the house where Cole was on the floor next to his sister, who was barely breathing. Cole didn’t even glance over at his father who was sat against the wall, unconscious. 

“What happened?” Harry cried, slumping down on the floor next to Cole who was sobbing over his sister, waiting for the ambulance. 

“He-he hurt her and I caught him doing it.” Cole spluttered out. 

“Holy shit, that’s a lot of blood.” Harry whispered, looking at Y/n’s shoulder where Cole was pressing a wet towel against the wound. 

“I don’t know what to do, I don’t- I can’t lose her.” Cole whimpered, and that was one of the only times that Harry saw Cole’s vulnerable side showing, and every time he did, it was because of his younger sister. 

“What happened to your dad?” Harry asked, and Cole looked in spite over at the figure sat on the wall.

“He’s a bastard, and I made him pay.” Cole spat before looking back down at his sister. His fingers ran over her forehead, feeling the burning of  fever. 

The scream of sirens ran down the street, and Harry went to the front door, unlocking all of the locks and opening the screen and the door. The medical team ran through the door with a gurney, and assessed the situation quickly, lifting Y/n from the floor and onto the gurney. Cole was clutching on her hand, still holding the towel to her shoulder as the medical team escorted them into the ambulance. Harry grabbed a guy’s shoulder from the medical team, and showed him to Y/n’s father, and told the stranger that her father was not first priority. 

Harry rode right behind the ambulance, his mind running wild as he followed them. There was so much blood, and Harry was just hoping that she would live. 

She ended up living, and after she woke up from a four-day coma, and recovered from her stitches, she was free to go. She convinced Cole not to tell the authorities that it was her father that did it, and Harry was by them the whole time, and that was when he started caring for her more than a friend would.

“I can’t lose you again, I can’t watch you get hurt.” Harry whispered. She looked up at him and his eyes were already on hers. The expression he wore was one she had never seen before. 

“You won’t.” She assured him, his eyes never falling from hers.

“Kitten, I think I want to kiss you.” 

“Then do it.” 

Originally posted by lepi-gladni-prokleti

anonymous asked:

Hi~~ could I request a seokmin au?? This is a weird soulmate au I made up where you can think really hard to make certain things appear close to your soulmate? Like flowers, maybe notes, food etc. Haha if you don't understand just let me know and I'll elaborate, thanks!!xx

- everyone meets their soulmate at some point in their life
- some people have timers to tell, some have matching tattoos, some have dreams
- you unfortunately got the weirdest one of all
- if you concentrate really hard, you’re able to make objects appear next to your soulmate
- you discovered this at fourteen years old; you were starting to feel nervous when no sign of you having a soulmate appeared
- you didn’t have a timer on your wrists, your eye color didn’t change, and you were able to see the world in color just fine
- you were starting to doubt you even had a soulmate
- you thought to yourself “if only i could send something to them to let them know i exist, like a post-it note or something saying that”
- and seconds later….. this little pink note appears next to you and it says “who sent that??”
- your eyes widen in surprise for a bit because your thoughts have been answered?? but…. how??
- you think really hard and say “who sent THAT??”
- and you get a note that says “…me?”
- you couldn’t believe what was happening—you were able to make actual items appear next your soulmate?? you’ve never heard of this one before
- you didn’t want to believe it until your soulmate sent you the peach-scented moisturizer you requested and well…… there you go
- you discovered his name was lee seokmin and honestly all he does is tease you or he sends you the worst things at the worst times
- like once you told him you got in trouble for falling asleep in class, and while you were getting yelled at by the teacher in the teacher’s lounge, seokmin sent you a ringing alarm clock like really seokmin REALLY
- you like to send him things like that as revenge, like when you sent him a two-liter bottle of water while he was waiting in line to pee
- unlike other soulmates, you and seokmin can easily meet up but….. you’re not ready at all…..
- you’re so scared of disappointing him, so scared that you won’t meet his expectations….
- because of this, you always refuse whenever he asks you if you want to meet up (and you couldn’t be happier that your soulmate thing has limits; neither of you can make yourself appear next to the other. it only works with objects thank goodness)
- but he completely understands, and he’s kind enough not to go against your words
- you work at a café, and you’re in charge of the cash register that day
- it’s a pretty busy shift like always, but sometime in the afternoon, this cute boy walks up to the counter and just charms you
- he has the most beautiful smile you’ve ever seen
- the second he smiled, you could swear the sun shone a little brighter, and your day immediately brightened
- you try not to think too much about it because NO WAY are you cheating on your soulmate and NO WAY are you stealing someone else’s
- after punching in his order, you ask him “can i have your name for your order please?”
- and he says
- “lee seokmin”
- your hand freezes before the tip of the pen could come in contact with the cup, and you stutter “i-i…. sorry, what did you say your name was?”
- the customer repeats “lee seokmin” and your hand visibly shakes as you write his name on the coffee cup
- you force a smile and tell him “take a seat, i’ll be sure to bring it to you”
- when “lee seokmin” sits at one of the tables, you run to your co-worker jeonghan and shake his arm while saying “JEONGHAN IT’S HIM”
- jeonghan, who’s fixing the pastries behind the display glass case, says “who’s him??”
- you whisper “my…. soulmate” and jeonghan stands straight and says “no way. where??” and you point over to your “soulmate” who’s sitting at the table near the window
- he asks “are you sure??” and your face falls as you say “well…. he has the same name as my soulmate so MAYBE he is??”
- your co-worker facepalms as he replies “(name), LOTS of people have the same name” and you say “right….. i just assumed he was because i panicked…. he’s probably just some other guy named lee seokmin”
- jeonghan says “hey, you can make things appear next to your soulmate, right?” and you say “yeah, why?”
- he nods his head in seokmin’s direction and says “you want to make sure it’s really him? make his coffee order appear on his table. then you’ll know” before disappearing to the back to get more pastries
- you run to the back and tell jeonghan “but i don’t know if i want to meet him yet?? plus i look horrible today!!!”
- jeonghan says “from what you’ve told me before, i think your soulmate’s waited long enough. and whether you look bad or not, it’s your soulmate. he’d love you no matter what”
- you slowly walk back to the front, and you look in seokmin’s direction to see that he’s playing on his phone
- you nervously walk over to the counter to pretend you’re working on his drink, while you’re really just trying to calm yourself down
- “am i really ready for this?” you ask yourself
- but you think….. jeonghan’s right. if he is my soulmate….. he’d love me for me
- you clench your fists, concentrating really hard on the empty space on this lee seokmin’s table, and after several seconds…..
- a cup of coffee appears right next to him
- seokmin jumps in surprise and looks into the cup, turning in your direction with wide eyes, and that’s when you panic
- you both just stare at each other with the same shocked face
- and thank goodness the café’s nearly empty because seokmin suddenly jumps out of his seat and runs to the counter screaming “(NAME)!! I’VE FOUND YOU!!”
- he grabs your hands and jumps up and down excitedly like a little kid screaming “I’VE BEEN WAITING SO LONG TO MEET YOU”
- you blush at words, screaming “SEOKMIN, WE JUST MET, DON’T START CONFESSING”
- you and seokmin turn around to see jeonghan holding a tray of newly-baked pastries
- your co-worker then tells you “you know what? (name), just go take the rest of the day off, i’ll handle it”
- you say “what?! but jeonghan—” but he cuts you off and says “no really, it’s fine. you’ve just met your meant-to-be, i’m sure seungcheol would understand”
- you thank jeonghan and rip your apron off to join seokmin on the other side of the counter
- he hugs you the second you reach him and you laugh as you wrap your arms around him too
- jeonghan teases “hey, take it outside”
- grinning, seokmin takes your hand and drags you out the door, and you turn to see jeonghan holding up a thumbs up while mouthing “good luck”
- and you just nod and mouth “thank you” before turning back to seokmin and hold onto his hand a little tighter

thank you for your request!! ^^

anonymous asked:

If Arthur were to end properly, with a final episode and everything, what would you like to see?

hm! good question! i’d like to see some callbacks to old episodes and old characters, just bringin em back one last time, though i don’t know how you’d pull that off haha. i’d like to see the kids graduate and move on to the next grade without mr ratburn coming with them because it’d feel more Final that way, you know? to show they’re all really moving on. the idea of a flash-forward to see what the characters are up to in ten or fifteen years or whatever is nice but i think i’d prefer to leave their futures up in the air so people can imagine what they want. 

ALSO SONGS i’d want the last episode to have lots of songs


I’ll give them shelter like you’ve done for me x

I thought that the lyrics to Shelter matched really well to Keith and Shiro in regards to the season 2 trailer…… but then I got carried away and made a wholeass AU out of it kinda??

Read It Wednesday

Welcome to week 14! A day late, sadly, hope you can forgive me. Please note that Drabbles are no longer included in Read it Wednesday. Also note that if you don’t see a series here, it means I’m behind on reading, but once I catch up you can be on the lookout for it here! This week is a little shorter but I tried to include at least one fic from everyone who tagged me. Alright, here’s this weeks compilation of fics!

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charlesdances  asked:

OMG THAT JYN/KRENNIC COSTUME SWAP IS PERFECT. Haha yeah I can imagine a 5'3" ft Jyn next to a 6'0" ft Tarkin and them just glaring at each other XD. Speaking of which IF YOU EVER DRAW TARKIN I WOULD PROBABLY EXPIRE BECAUSE CUSHING'S FACE AND EYES IN YOUR STYLE?? OMG

I may have to draw Tarkin because Peter Cushing does seriously have like the most amazing face? I bet it’d be so much fun to capture.

I wish we could put him as Van Helsing in the Doctor Who comics- though I imagine getting the rights would be a total nightmare. Ages ago I was going to do a print of he and the Doctor going through a dark, Hammer Horror-style house, with Christopher Lee’s Dracula sneaking up on them- but it never got past the very rough layout stage -

The Edge of Seventeen Tag: Tationy Tylo

Rules: Re-imagine your founder (or a sim you made as an adult) as a teen! Maybe even on prom night? Tag it “the edge of sims” so others can see it too.

Tagged by @lilyshadowwriter. Thank you. *hugs*

First, I will start by saying I do not have any adult sims. I never use them ever, but still thought this challenge was cute. So, I took Tationy in cas and turned her from a young adult to a teen. *SIGH* I absolutely have no teen female clothing at all in my game though. HAHA. So, Tationy gets this cute EA dress. I know, I know - I do not use Elders, Adults, Teens at all. Maybe when Kazuma ages past 9 I will get right on that. ^_^

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7 Years - BadBoy! Jeon Jungkook X Reader - Part 8

I genuinely feel like I rushed the character development in this story and I hate myself for that.

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4  Part 5  Part 6  Part 7  Part 8 - Here  Part 9  Part 10.1

Your detention soon came to an end and you were quick to question the boys on their motives.

“Ask Jungkook. I don’t know why the fuck we’re doing this.” You should have expected such a reply from Yoongi.

Taehyung bounced into your vision, his rectangular smile present on his face.

“We wanted to hang out with you so we got ourselves in trouble on purpose!” He definitely seemed too enthusiastic for someone who is jeopardising his school records.

“You wanted to hang out… in detention? This is a joke, right?” Either they had completely lost the plot or were desperate to speak with someone they didn’t see every moment of every single day.

“Ignore Tae, he’s being stupid. The real reason is because Jungkook was worried that that girl from before would try to start something again.” Jimin piped up from beside a whining Taehyung, a cute grin spreading on his lips.

“Hyung!” Jungkook shoved Jimin with such force that he disappeared from your sight. Blinking a couple of times, you watched as he jogged back and playfully pushed Jungkook.

“What’s wrong? I’m just telling her what she wants to know.” A glare was what he got in return before Jungkook turned on his heel and walked out of the school gates. The rest of you took that as your cue to leave, following behind.


The boys had walked you halfway home before you all parted ways. When you had arrived home, you explained what had happened to your mother, who had received a phone call over your behaviour. She seemed to understand the situation better than you had initially thought she would and warned you to keep out of trouble.

Making your way to your room, you flung yourself on your bed and checked your messages from Areum.

‘Y/N! Are you okay?’

'What happened?’

'I’m sorry you got in trouble for me…’

Areum was so sweet, it made you question how someone such as herself existed.

'I’m okay, Areum. I’ve got detention for a week though lol.’

Within a matter of seconds you received a reply.

'How can you be so calm about that!? You’re a perfect student.’

'I’m still a good student Areum. Now everyone knows that I’m not all talk haha.’

You could imagine the worried look that was present on her face at this very moment.

'If you say so… thank you for defending me. I don’t know what I’d do if we weren’t friends.’

'You probably wouldn’t have been in that kind of situation but it’s alright.’

She ended the conversation with a laughing face and you sighed to yourself.

Now to try and survive the rest of the week with Hye Mi.


The next 2 days of school were uneventful, although you were the topic of everyone’s discussions. You seemed to be the centre of everyone’s attention as well which made you mildly uncomfortable, mainly because it resulted in conversations being initiated with unfamiliar students. Speaking to new people just wasn’t a strong point for you.

As the end of the day arrived, you speedily made your way to your detention, arriving before Hye Mi and the boys. The teacher supervising the detention stood upon your entrance and beckoned you over.

“Y/N, I’ve discussed the situation with the principal and we’ve decided that you don’t have to attend detention for the rest of the week.”

Confusion spread on your face as you raised your eyebrows in surprise. “Um… can I ask why?”

She smiled at your confused face before nodding at you.

“Well… the thing is, we know you’re not a bad student. It’s just… you seem to be influenced by the wrong students.”

Wrong students? Surely she didn’t mean…

“Are you talking about Jungkook and his friends?”

“Of course. Who else could it be?”

Anger began to boil inside you and you willed yourself to keep as calm as possible. She was trying to pin the recent events on Jungkook and his influence. Did she honestly believe you couldn’t think for yourself?

“Oh I don’t know, maybe Hye Mi? She’s an instigator in case you hadn’t realised.”

“Y/N! That’s not the point. The point is we want you to keep your distance from the boys. They’re just trouble for a good student like you.”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing.

“I have to keep my distance from the boys who stood up for me when no one else would? When no teachers took notice of the kind of bullying I had to be subjected to? If anything they’re the reason I’m more confident and I am able to defend myself more these past few weeks.”

She seemed shocked to say the least. Anyone would. You were known to be a compliant student who never spoke back and defied teachers. Despite your calmness when delivering your words, the anger that was poorly hidden was clear in your voice.

“They’re the only ones who cared enough to protect me… no offence Miss but where were you when I needed help?”

Rather than reprimanding you, she instead bowed her head in guilt because as much as she’d like to deny it, she was a bystander to the bullying taking place in the school.

“I’m sorry Miss but I can’t stop being friends with them just because a couple of teachers order me to. Contrary to popular belief this isn’t a prison. Oh, and they’re not bad students, just misjudged a lot.”

Seeing she had no more to say, you strode out of the room only to be greeted with Jungkooks figure leaning against the wall. When he noticed your presence, he turned his attention to you and smirked, satisfied with the 'speech’ you had given.

“Kookie…” Jungkook pushed himself off the wall and sauntered towards you, eyes never leaving yours.

Slightly crouching down, he placed a longing kiss on the corner of your mouth, making you stiffen. Retracting himself, he stepped back, his signature bunny-like grin appearing and a faint pink dusting over his cheeks.

“I’m proud of you…” Not giving you a chance to think of a reply, he drifted into the classroom leaving you standing alone.

“What’s up, Teach?”

His voice snapped you out of your trance and you reached your hand up to where he had placed a kiss.

“That… that jerk is going to be the death of me.” Your soft smile betrayed the annoyance your words held. Shaking your head, you shuffled out of the school and walked home, mentally replaying the scene over and over.


You’d like to think that the kiss was Jungkook’s subtle way of telling you that he felt something for you but you would rather not jump to conclusions. It was an eye opener, however, as it made you realise that certain interactions you both shared were ones that would imply that something was happening between the both of you. Thinking about these actions caused heat to rush to your face and you buried your face into your pillow in a pathetic attempt to calm yourself down.

Your phone chimed, alerting you to a new message and you all but threw yourself at your desk.

'Hey, what are you doing right now?’

The message was from Jungkook which caused an unconscious smile to spread on your face.

'Worrying about the consequences of my 'speech’. Why?’

'Just got out of detention. I want to see you.’ No matter how many times he was blunt with you, Jungkook never failed to surprise you. Switching into a seated position, you contemplated how to reply. You didn’t want to come across as desperate because you definitely were not but you didn’t want to put it off for another day.

'Okay, where?’

You arranged to meet at the local park in an hour. No one would be there at this time so it would be just the two of you.

It wasn’t a date, in fact it’s far from one so why were you nervous?

You dwelled on this for longer than you had anticipated since you received a message from Jungkook, notifying you he was already there.


Dashing down the stairs, you told your mother that you’d be back soon whilst pulling on your shoes.

“Just be safe and call me if there is any trouble!”

“Tell Jungkook his sister in law said hi.”

You didn’t even have the time to snap at your younger sister. Your arguments always lasted minimum fifteen minutes, which you didn’t have to spare. Instead you rushed out of your house and speed walked to the arranged destination, spotting his figure sitting on one of the swings. His head was bowed but soon snapped up when he heard your footsteps approaching. Sitting beside him, you placed your hands between your legs and stared straight ahead at nothing in particular.

A comfortable silence settled between you and you patiently waited for him to break it.

“What are you doing to me?” Uncertainty washed over you at his question and you peeked at his face. He in turn lowered his head again and dug the heel of his timberlands into the ground, waiting for your reply.

“I’m going to have to ask you to elaborate Jungkook.” A deep chuckle left him and he turned his attention to your face, seemingly analysing your next actions.

“You’ve noticed how I’ve changed. How I treat you. There’s no way you haven’t.”

So this is what he’s talking about.

“Yeah, I’m not stupid. What I want to know is if it’s for the reasons I think it’s for.”

“I think you know the answer to that.”

That shocked you a little bit.

“Let me ask you again. What are you doing to me? Why is it everytime you smile I want it to be only for me? Why is it everytime you’re upset, I want to punch the shit out of the person who upset you? What is it about you that makes me want to always be by your side?”

You were sure your jaw was hanging wide open at the out of character things Jungkook was saying. Maybe, just maybe, you were interpreting what he was saying the wrong way.

“Because we’re best friends. Isn’t that what best friends want?” He scoffed at your sentence and for a second you worried that you had given the wrong answer.

“Cut the shit, Y/N. Are you trying to friend zone me or something? We could be more than friends. I want us to be more than friends.”

“You want what now?”

He stood from his swing and proceeded to walk to the spot directly in front of you.

“Are you that slow? Fucking shit, I like you! Maybe even l-lo… you get the fucking point.”

Today was just a day for revelations, wasn’t it?

“Okay, slow down please. Since when?”

A deep sigh escaped his lips and he glanced to the side, avoiding eye contact with you.

“I don’t know… it’s kind of always been there. You’re the only girl who understands me and would never hurt me. You’ve always cared for me even when I allowed other people to treat you like shit. Ah, I’m such a fucking loser.”

Running a hand through his hair in frustration, he turned his back on you pulling out a cigarette box. You didn’t know what to say, the words being caught on your tongue. So you done the first thing you thought of.

Pushing the swing back with as much force as you could muster, you allowed yourself to fly forward and all but flew into Jungkook’s back. Upon colliding, you wrapped your arms around his neck, his body breaking your fall. Bringing your head to the crook of his neck, you yelled into his ear.

“Smoking is bad for you, dumbass!”

Struggling to turn underneath your weight, he managed to rotate his boy and glare at you.

“You’re actually a freak. Did you know that? I don’t understand why I lik-”

Your warm lips connected with his in the heat of the moment, effectively shutting him up. His crescent eyes grew as wide as saucers whilst you shut yours in an attempt to avoid making your first kiss anymore awkward than it already was.

Soon enough you felt his hands on the back of your head, trying to pull you closer, if that was possible. Jungkook bit your lip harder than necessary and you yelped into his mouth. He took this opportunity to deepen the kiss and your teeth clashed several times. He soon parted from you, and instead just stared as if he was trying to commit all of your features to memory.

You grinned at Jungkook and hopped off him, lending him a hand and pulling him up. He returned your grin with half a smirk and dusted himself down.

“What the fuck was that?” You let a giggle escape your lips and shrugged your shoulders.

“I don’t know, I guess I felt the same the way.”

“You guess?”

Vigorously nodding your head, you snatched his hand and dragged him out of the park.

“You know… I’m kind of hungry. Let’s get icecream.”  He raised an eyebrow at your idea.

“At 9pm?”

“At 9pm.”

You spent the next hour eating icecream from a nearby shop before Jungkook decided it was time to leave and walked you home.

“See you tomorrow, babe.”

“Jungkook.” Your warning tone made him pout at you.

“But I need a nickname for my girl now.”

“Well think of a better one.” He smirked at your challenge for the umpteenth time.

“Fine then, princess.”


“I’m sticking with it whether you like it or not.”

Before you could argue back, he placed a peck on your lips and backed away from you.

“Bye, princess.”

“Oh my g-”

“Y/N! Stop standing there and come inside!”

You could only assume your mother had seen everything, judging by the excited tone she failed at hiding.

Waving at Jungkook, he winked at you before heading down the street and out of sight.

Now you just had to live through your mothers fangirling, possibly your sisters and then Areums.

Boyfriend Johnny

Originally posted by johnniesuh

THIS IS FOR THE BOY WHO TRAINED SO LONG & IS FINALLY DEBUTING! GO JOHNNY, YOU DESERVE THIS, WE LOVE & SUPPORT YOU now let’s just hope to see the other undebuted boys soon too :/

  • no matter your height, I’m willing to bet that Johnny will tower over you (don’t hold me to this tho haha). the height difference is something he uses to his advantage. he likes putting all your things on the top shelf so he can laugh while watching you almost break your back climbing on things to get it.
  • but is also lowkey concerned for your safety
  • so even though he’s laughing his ass off, he’s also hovering closely enough by you that if you did fall, he could catch you
  • one time, you actually did slip but instead of catching you bridal style like he had always imagined, you landed on top of him, both of you ending up in a heap on the floor
  • always has to reassure you that “no, babe, I’m not dating Ten” bc sometimes tenny seems too real
  • both of you being mark’s guides for adult life but do not tell taeyong. you both know that mark’s not as innocent as “nct dream” tried to make him seem that’s a long ass ride
  • so if he hears some slang term online, you both tell him honestly what it means. and you even slipped him one (1) beer at his bday but he took a sip & handed it back
  • so he’s not that hardcore but he appreciates not being sheltered or treated like a child
  • seriously tho don’t let taeyong find out or else ur ass is his
  • “wow, that dj in LunAmber’s new song is pretty hot” ;)
  • he’s like “ewww gross” if you try skinship in public but in private he’s a clingy baby
  • “ok but who do you love more: me or yoona?”
  • to which he plays it safe & replies: “ten”
  • freestyle rap battles 24/7
  • in which johnny is so extra & praises your crappy beatboxing & lyrics as if it’s the greatest thing he’s ever heard
  • “broccoli boy, pass me the remote”
  • dance battles to r&b classics where you end up slut dropping while he’s twerking & the boys don’t even bother to ask if they walk in
  • showing off his piano & long, fast fingers skills
  • random skits where he’ll evaluate your fashion & either trash talk you or be so extra about how lucky he is to have someone so beautiful in his life
  • cheesy lines
  • randomly picks you up and throws you over his shoulder
  • hugs where he twirls you around (until he trips & you both fall lol)
  • cooking together
  • tbh he might have a daddy kink. he’s sunshine on the streets, a freak in the sheets. so sex where he picks you up then throws you on the bed, his tall frame making you feel small beneath him
  • he’s so supportive and extra though. no matter what you do, he’ll be behind you, cheering you on the entire time. he’s too young to be married yet & his career is only taking off about time sm but he does think of the future. he’s fully committed to you & you’ve both already talked about getting married, having kids, the lot. you have no doubt that he’ll protect and cherish you, knowing that someday he will be your husband
  • “ok but seriously, is there something going on with you and Ten?”
Stop erasing Iris West. Sick of this.

How did I know that they would use the lyrics of the song Barry sang to IRIS WEST for thier non-existent forever dead ship… Haha it’s so pathetic they HAVE to erase Iris from the narrative to get “moments”. Seriously how pathetic do you have to be to want it that bad? Is there not a million white hetero relationships on tv? You want one that bad to erase the MOST IMPORTANT character to Barry Allen in 60+ years of comics just because the actress playing her is black? Oh no that’s right you love Iris and shipped WestThawne sooooooooo much. You are a bunch of fake ass feminist. You pretend to care about your “fav” but you really don’t give a fuck about her. You just want to see her with the white male lead. Why are you so obsessed in ignoring the narrative? Her true love died in season 1 and when they showed that she would’ve had him and a baby you ignored him for the lead that loves another woman. Haha imagine that. You love to erase what is actually being shown….. FAKE NEWS head asses. Seriously if you want it so bad go watch another show where you can see plenty of white hetero relationships that are MILES better than the one you love (and doesn’t exist). Candice Patton has received hate since she was casted. Your delusional ship started before the show even began. Guess what though. Barry Allen loves Iris West more than anything. Candice Patton plays Iris West. So please do everyone a favor and move on with your lives. Candice is so important to the role and Iris to The Flash legacy. Meanwhile your fav is a nobody to The Flash. Iris West will always be more important and Barry Allen’s love of his life. Always. He himself said “There is no Flash without Iris West”. Oh wait y'all tried to steal that for your fav too. Damn how pathetic is that? You have to erase the amazing beautiful black actress and character to get anything good. Yikes. Also just always remember Barry Allen sang Runnin’ Home to You to his fiancé Iris West. His future wife Iris West-Allen. She’s gonna have twins. Their grandson will become Impulse. That’s a FACT. So you keep spreading your fake news but even you know that’s the truth. Hey it’s okay… There are plenty of other shows for you. Bye! Love to all my WestAllen fam that put up with this bullshit daily. Also all the love in the world to Candice Patton who is so elegant and graceful and just amazing. She deserves all the love and praise. What a QUEEN. The haters can stay pressed. I’m just rambling now but yeah. Sick of them stealing and erasing Iris. It’s disgusting. That is NOT okay. Alright I’m done peace and love

anonymous asked:

Have you ever thought about pitching Watercast as a show? Of course you'd have to sub out Keith and Lance, but I really think if you tried to pitch it to a cartoon company it would be really successful (I know I'd watch the hell out of it) And of course you'd probably have to work with an artist on the project, but I can imagine it would be very visually appealing and nice to look at, and the concept and entire universe is so perfect for an animated show kinda thing. Idk, it was just a thought:D

Haha gosh no I don’t have any nepotism or $$ to make that happen… Though someone on the Voltron staff has read watercast (I know because they bought a lance necklace from me and told me they liked the fic!!!) so there’s that I guess.

But I doubt I can even get a book publisher for the original watercast so like. Yeah haha. I’m rly flattered tho… It would be super cool.


A/N- I kinda dodged it a bit. I didn’t add anything severe though. I know a bunch of bad words in spanish but I don’t know why I couldn’t think of them as I wrote, and the ones that I did didn’t really go with the sentence. haha Sorry about that. Tell me what you think!

Request-Hi! Can you please write an imagine in which the reader speaks Spanish and when she’s nervous and angry she curses Spanish words and the guys (Sam and Dean) don’t understand her, so they call Cas and ask him to translate and he get uncomfortable by not wanting to curse a lot, idk if it’s any good but I would like to see it , I think it would be funny idk :/

No Pairing

Word Count- 1189

Warnings- Profanities in Spanish?

Dean and Sam were in their motel room, while you were in yours. The hunt was done but they both had something on their minds. None of the voiced there concerns for several long minutes.

“Does Y/N always talk in another language?” Dean questioned suddenly.

Sam who had been thinking the same thing shrugged, “I… think so? I think Y/N only speaks Spanish when they’re mad,” he answered, while trying to recall all the instances you had spoken Spanish.

“So it’s Spanish? What are they even saying?” Dean asked. It was as if he was hearing you for the first time.

“I don’t know?” Sam responded quickly.

“I can do Latin but not Spanish,” Dean said, shaking his head. “Maybe… Maybe we can get Cas to translate?” Dean said in a questioning tone.

“That’s probably a good idea… but how are we going to get him hear in time?” Sam questioned in return.

They were both silent, thinking of what to do. When Dean looked up, though he had a serious expression that through his brother off.

“We’re gonna have to get Y/N mad,” he said.

Sam’s eyes widened, “You… sure about that?” he asked, hoping that Dean would maybe reconsider.

It wasn’t that they were scared of you. No of course not. They were Winchesters after all, but the aura surrounding you when you were angry. No that that scared them.

“It’s the only way,” Dean responded. Though he looked overly serious for it being just a matter of knowing what it is you say in Spanish.

Sam looked down and thought about it, “What if we just… record what Y/N says?” he suggested. Dean smiled at the idea.

A week later~

You were all on a hunt, a simple salt and burn. Though you were tossed around, you hadn’t said a lick of Spanish. In fact you were pretty silent and only grunted and moaned when you hit the walls, but other than that, nothing. Dean and Sam were surprised because you were usually so- vocal.

When it was all over, you simply sighed, pointed your blade to the sky, and said, “On to the next!”

The boys looked to one another in total confusion.

“What up with Y/N?” Sam questioned.

“Hell if I know,” Dean replied and walked toward his car, keys in hand.

Sam simply followed in suit.

You were like that for a couple of days. No shouting. Not in Spanish at least, but then it happened.

You were all in the bunker. Dean was washing his car, Sam was looking for a case, and you had just showered and were walking to the kitchen for a snack, barefoot no less. To our surprise, the refrigerator was void of any food.

“Hijo de tu chingada madre,” you muttered. Though the boys weren’t there to hear you say it, nor record it for Cas to translate. You marched straight to the garage to get Dean to go buy anything that could pass as a snack. “Dean!” you shouted as soon as you entered the garage.

Dean hearing the hint of anger in your voice, stopped everything he was doing, brought his phone out, and started recording. “Yeah?” he asked nonchalantly.

“Quien diablos se comió toda la pinche comida?!” you shouted, not noticing your change in language. Dean just stared at you in confusion, “Quita esa cara de pendejo y dime!” you shouted again.

To which Dean said, “Uh- Y/N… Maybe say that again in English?”

You were taken aback. How had you not noticed that? You sighed deeply to calm yourself, “There’s no food,” you say.

“All that turned into that little sentence?” Dean said in surprise.

You sighed again, “No- but I’m serious. There’s no snacks or anything. We have to go on a food run.”

“Yeah- alright your highness,” he huffed. He took out his keys and then looked at you, “Maybe put on some shoes if you wanna go.”

You looked down to your feet and wiggled your toes, “Right. Okay I’ll be right back,” you said as you ran to your room. You put on your socks and your shoes, with lightning speed, and ran right out of your room, but of course not everything was as smooth as you’d like. You tripped over seemingly nothing and fell over, face first.

To which, Sam not only witnessed, but had hit his record button, just in case. He got what he needed and more. He was slightly surprised by the way you sounded, terrified almost. You on the other hand, just got up and rushed toward the garage.

Later that day~

Sam and Dean were hovering over the table in the library, where their phones were. They were both opened to all the saved recordings of the day. Several at that.

“You wanna call Cas now or do you want to add more?” Sam asked.

“No I think this is enough,” he paused, “Cas, we need your help,” he called.

It took Cas a few more seconds than usual but he arrived and stood behind the boys, “What is it?” he asked.

“We need you to listen to these and translate,” Dean answered.

“Before you ask, they are recordings of Y/N. They talks in Spanish sometimes and we wanna know what they say,” Sam added.

“Yeah” Dean said.

Cas looked from one brother to the other, “Why don’t you just ask Y/N?” he asked.

“Yeah that’s not gonna fly,” Dean said curtly.

Cas sighed and nodded, “Okay.”

Dean played one first:

“Quien diablos se comió toda la pinche comida?!” you had shouted. “Quita esa cara de pendejo y dime!” you shouted again.

Cas’ eyes widened just a tad but he cleared his throat, “Here they say… ‘Who ate all the food?’ and then they say, ‘Stop making that… face… and tell me’.”

Sam scrunched his brow, “That’s it?”

Cas looked a bit uncomfortable, “There were some words I rather not say…”

“Really?” Sam asked.

“Y-Yes,” he responded.

“How about this one?” Sam asked, hitting play to his first recording of when you tripped on air and fell on your face earlier, but Cas said it was the same as before.

Dean played another one, from when you were out on the food run. A guy clearly ran into you and got mad at you for it. You of course shouted at him to no end.

Cas couldn’t finish listening to the recording. “I cannot repeat those words,” he said, his voice shaking a bit.

“What’d it say?” Dean questioned.

Cas squirmed a bit “All I can say is that… Y/N may have said assbutt, but the rest I cannot say,” he said and immediately left.

“Cas!” Dean called again but he did not return.

They both sighed.

“Well that answers that,” Sam said.

“Yeah,” Dean chuckled, “But who knew Y/N said things that even Cas is too scared to repeat.”

Sam laughed, “Yeah, I wasn’t expecting something like that.”

“Neither was I but now I have more words to learn,” Dean said leaving the library.

“Dean no! You already say a lot of profanities!” Sam shouted after him.

“Not enough!” Dean responded.

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