he-likes-trains

Voltron prompt

Lance knows that he’s not the best member on the team, he sees all the looks from Shiro and Allura. Yeah he tries his hardest but fighting has never been his thing. Back at home he would wrestle with his siblings but that was the extent of his fighting skills.

On days he would let his mind wander too far he would go to the training deck and try to fight out his anger like Keith does but that never really helped him.

One night he went into the training deck to get some extra practice when an idea came to him. He plugged in his music player into the control system and activated the training bot.

Never before had he fought with such ease. With the music playing he was able to turn it into a dance, a fast paced, dangerous, and absolutely stunning dance.

He trained like that for weeks, his skills steadily improving. But he never told the others. He’s not sure why he felt the need to keep it a secret from the rest of the team, but he did. Maybe he thought they would laugh at him for training that way, maybe he was afraid that wouldn’t let him train that way anymore cuz that’s not how soldiers fight.

Maybe it was both.

It was a day after a particularly hard mission that they found him. The missing went off, things didn’t go as planned and while no one got hurt, the mission was still a failure.

Lance had waited for everyone to go to sleep before he went to the training deck and started from level one. When the others woke up, on the way to the dining room they heard music. Not loud but definitely there. Together they followed the sound to the training deck doors, only for them to be locked. Allura then led the group to the training decks observation room.

They were all in shock to see Lance fighting. Beautiful and deadly. There were training bots scattered all across the deck, and the castle was having a hard time clearing the broken bodies with the rate Lance was dropping them. They watched for a while, totally captivated by the Lance was moving his body. Allura was the first to regain herself and ended the training session. Just before the the console shut off, it displayed the level it had ended on. Level 23.

anonymous asked:

(p1) whilst we're on the topic of receipts, me and my mum had coffee with her old bff the other day. he was down for the weekend & he's like, trained (he's super secretive about it idk its weird I think he's big in the security business or something), but he noticed straight away that my mum wasn't wearing her engagement ring. he also saw my rainbow direction wristband. he grinned at me and he was like 'lemme take a pic of that I wanna send it to my friends who'll appreciate it'...

Anonymous said to shadyshit91:(p2) I was shook because that was so vague wtf??? I was sat there listening to the convo all the way through the coffee but I wasn’t paying attention y’know because J (lets call him that), wtf that’s so shady!!! (made me think of you lol). His phone pinged a few times, but then again towards the end and it made him pay more attention. He had this weird lil smile on his face and he looked like he was tryna decide something for a few seconds before he just handed his phone to me.

Anonymous said to shadyshit91:(p3) long story short the bastard texted the picture of my fucking rainbow wristband to louis. The first reply text was like… ‘wait a sec, mate, H is working. it’s really busy here’. The second one looked like he’d gotten two minutes to send back a proper text. Well, actually, when I say proper text, he’d sent three in a row ‘wtf mate’, ‘that is sick!’. ‘one sec I’ll show H.’ then a longer one ‘just got him out of rehearsals, he said its just like his! Love it. Tell her thanks. Means a lot x’

Anonymous said to shadyshit91:(P4) anyways he referenced rehearsals and harry working so I’m assuming he means snl rehearsals which kind of works with the pizza guy rumour and the timing of lou’s voice at the end of that clip. I almost cried I swear it which obviously l was like… lol we’re always right everything is so predictable. Never really liked J all that much, but when I got home I had a whole new respect for him! <3

I can’t know if it’s legit or not but it’s cute so…. Thanks x 

anonymous asked:

So... you have any soft Keith headcanons? Like, him interacting with the rest of the team in cute ways... Keith is my weakness. ❤

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  • when Hunk learns no one taught Keith to cook, he kindly starts asking Keith to come help him with dinners
    • he starts with just having him chop things, letting him use knives, the things Hunk knows he likes, and waits til he finds interest in the rest
    • it happens quicker than he thought it would, in just two weeks, Keith comes to him asking for lessons on how to cook
    • Hunk is careful not to try him on the harder stuff too quickly, knowing that if Keith gets upset, he’ll either quit or get himself hurt. Keith really apprectiates that Hunk tries so hard to make sure he enjoys himself
  • Shiro likes to train with him, guising it under “helping him work on his form”
    • in reality, it’s to keep an eye over Keith, and with Keith’s mind focused on the battle, the wall between his mind and his mouth crumbles
    • Keith will just spill without even realizing it, and when he has nothing to talk about, he makes little quips about how old Shiro is getting
    • it’s refreshing to see him open up, but to see him smile, to act so freely and naturally, no guard or weariness stopping him from connecting with his teammates
  • it takes everyone a long time to realize this, but Keith is very protective of Pidge
    • he shields her when she’s thrown, attacks Allura with food when Pidge is hit with the goo in the food fight, but everyone thought it was Keith just being Keith
    • he sees some of himself in her, whether he knows it or not
    • she’s got a fire in her, determination, fear, and duty powering her, for her biological family, for her new space one, for her new job as a Paladin of Voltron
    • he doesn’t want her to become as angry as he did, as impulsive and reckless, so he protects her, shields her and fights back so she doesn’t have to
  • he and Lance have an odd friendship, to say the least
    • they’re absolute frenemies, with a stronger accent on friends. they’d never hurt each other, but they don’t tend to agree either
    • but Lance knows to go comfort him when Keith’s upset, to ramble about anything and everything to take Keith’s mind off of everything else
    • and Keith doesn’t always know what to do for Lance, his bluntness to the situation never seems to help, but Lance deeply cares about the sentiment, that Keith actually tried, whether it worked or not
    • they protect each other, have each other’s backs, always, they just also tend to turn around and slap each other as hard as they can on the neck as they do so
Emergency Analysis Time!

Everyone in the fandom is already freaking out about this image:

And with good reason! This image immediately causes multiple thoughts to pop up:

- Matt and Shiro are both alive!
- Matt and Shiro are with each other!
- The two of them are in fighting positions.

So let’s dig in a bit, shall we, and see what exactly this screencap can tell us!

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The sun is setting.

anonymous asked:

What do you think would've happen if Ahsoka was executed? Would there be any change? Would Anakin still turned to the dark side? And more importantly, how would he react once he eventually found out Bariss was the culprit after his padawan's demise?

Oh gosh, Anon. First of all, I would like to point out you listed “Ahsoka” and “executed”, and then followed it with “Would Anakin still turn to the dark side?” 

I think what you mean is…”How much more quickly would Anakin be sped towards the Dark Side?” Cause’ it’s not a matter of if that will happen at that point. It will.

He will. Like a runaway train.

Take note that one of the few times where Anakin actually hugs Ahsoka was after she had literally died

Ahsoka’s death would weigh on him more heavily than if she left the Order and that was already a hard thing for him to come to terms to (if he ever did). This would render Anakin into a state of absolute grief (yet again) and he might even become more volatile because of it. 

The pattern seems prevalent. How did he react upon his mother’s death? How did he react when he thought Obi Wan was dead? Not well. And even worse? With a vengeance.

I don’t know if Barriss would survive it.

anonymous asked:

How would the RFA react to MC being constantly scared she is being abusive towards them because she has been accused of being abusive in the past? Like their relationship is absolutely healthy, but she keeps being tempted to call it off because she loves them so much and is scared of accidently hurting them.

Okay, so maybe this isn’t fully abusive, but I hope you still enjoy this!

RFA reassuring MCshe’s not being abusive


Zen

  • Of course you get jealous, okay?
  • How wouldn’t you? He’s gorgeous, he’s nice, it’s obvious he has fans and coworkers running after him.
  • But you’ve been here before, you are so possessive! Remember what your ex used to tell you? You were a crazy paranoid bitch!
  • So, in order to not being accused of getting possessive, you try to be as more indifferent that you can
  • “Babe, I have this new co-star in that musical, is it okay if we do some… provocative scenes?” “Do what you want. Your career, your choice.” Oh, okay…
  • Well, he’s glad you’re cool with that, but sometimes you’re too cool, you know? To the point of being cold… As if you don’t really care about anything, about him or this relationship whatsoever…
  • When he confronts you about it, you’re so confused. “Wait… you’re mad at me because I’m not jealous?” “No, it isn’t like that, it’s just… you’re so cold sometimes, MC! I feel like I could do porn and you wouldn’t even say anything. I… feel like you don’t want to be a part of this with me. And it’s hard because both my career and you, they’re so important to me.”
  • Oh my god… he’s so hurt! What the hell are you doing? “Zen, I… of course I want to be a part of your career, I’m just trying to give you some space, I don’t want us to break up because I couldn’t control my possessiveness…again.”
  • “Again?” then you tell him everything about your ex-boyfriend, and… okay, maybe you are a little paranoid, because, from what he can tell, you never acted possessive around him, not even during that whole Echo Girl ordeal.
  • All you’ve always done ever since you showed up was being supportive to his work and his choices. And jealous isn’t good, but it’s normal, he gets super jealous sometimes too.
  • He tells you all this and hugs you in reassurance, he wants you to always speak up your mind if you don’t like something on his work, consider yourself his symbolic manager from now on.
  • And a few months later, symbolic manager turned into real manager.


Yoosung

  • In your defense, he can act like a train wreck sometimes
  •  It’s so common to see him nervous and flustered with every attempt of getting… intimate coming from you.
  • So you’re pretty sure you’re pressuring him on doing things he’s not ready to do and doesn’t want to.
  • You want him to be comfortable and do as he pleases, so… any initiative should come from him from now on.
  • And, since he’s shy, there is no initiative coming for a while now, to the point you two are feeling like two buddies sharing rent, not a couple living together.
  • So here are you in the bed getting ready to sleep, but neither of you are really sleepy, so you’re cuddling lazily and catching up about your day.
  • And since it’s been a while… things get heated pretty fast, with kisses growing deeper and you subconsciously getting closer. You look at him and he’s red as a tomato, then you immediately back away.
  • Poor boy is so frustrated, did he do something wrong? Is it that bad that you won’t even talk about it? No, but he needs to know what’s wrong in order to fix it, right?
  •  “MC, am I… am I not good enough for you?” “What? You’re great for me, honey!” “No, I mean… on… you know, bed stuff…” Ohhhhhh…
  • “You… are great if you’re not feeling forced to it” “F-forced? But I was never forced before, MC!” “Really? Because I feel I’m forcing you sometimes! You get so flustered and uncomfortable, and I hate seeing you like this, but I like being close to you so much I don’t even… ugh, I’m so selfish, Yoosung!”
  • Selfish? That was the last thing he could ever think about you… and boy, he might be insecure, but you’re on a whole different level, ain’t you?  
  • He’s shy and gets flustered easily, but he never felt pressured to do anything, much on the contraire, he feels like you really encourage him and boost his confidence on being the man he wants to be.
  • He told you all that, and let’s say you both felt really encouraged that night on doing a lot of new things.

Jaehee

  • This is most about you as business partners.
  • When you were in school, people will say working with you could be a challenge sometimes, since you tend to be a control freak and not taking other people’s opinions that well
  • So obviously you’re afraid of being authoritarian, because Jaehee dealt with a very commanding boss for too long now.
  • So you usually do as she says without questioning much, or nothing at all.
  • At first, it feels good to Jaehee, she feels a lot of freedom, but as time passes, she realizes it’s not that great.
  • You’re creative and used to contribute with great ideas, she misses this. Also, what’s the point of being partners if you’re just doing it as she says? Like you’re just one random employee?
  • She’s afraid of saying anything, but she can’t stand this anymore! What if this ends up affecting your personal relationship as well? With you acting like her puppet or something?
  • So she finally gathers some courage to confront you. “MC, are you unhappy with the cafe? Is that why you’re not taking part in decisions anymore?”
  • “What? No! I… care so much about the cafe, Jaehee! I want it to succeed and I know my bossy tendencies would only get in the way of it…”
  • “What bossy tendencies? All I see is an assertive, go-getter girl with great ideas…” “Yeah, who sucks at team working, you should see the disasters my projects ended up being in high school…”
  • Hum, high school wasn’t the highest point of her life either, but from very different reasons. Either way, she’s sad you carried these insecurities up until being a grown woman.
  • This isn’t high school. If you have a problem, you two will deal with this together, you’re not alone anymore.
  • You’re partners in business and in life.

Jumin

  • He’s not the only one worried about not being able to handle emotions very well.
  • Yeah, your ex kept telling you over and over how cold and distant you can be,almost like you didn’t care about the relationship at all, even your parents would endorse this as well.
  • You don’t want to be cold, that’s not what Jumin needs, he needs a bright attentive person.
  • So you’ll be that person, to the point of being… clingy.
  • At first, he enjoys the attention. You’re always calling and texting, even when you have nothing important to say.
  • But then it starts getting in the way of his job a little. He doesn’t want to hurt you, but he can’t keep walking out of important business meetings just to talk to you, even though he would really like it.
  • Even his father took a notice of this and, based on his experience with women, he could only come to a single conclusion: she’s trying to mark territory because she thinks you’re cheating on her, son.
  • OH. MY. GOD! Why would you even think something like this? He would NEVER cheat on you, he wouldn’t be able to live with himself if he ever did something so despicable to you.
  • “You know how much I love you, right, my love?” “Yes, sure. You know I love you too, right?” this isn’t romantic at all, it’s just tense as hell!
  • “I do, and I appreciate it a lot, so keep this in mind and never think I would do something that could hurt you, MC, like leaving you or… cheating on you…” “Cheating on me? Why would you even say that, Jumin?” okay, now you’re both super confused.
  • “Because… you’re worried about me cheating on you?” “No, I’m not. I mean… I wouldn’t be surprised since I’m so cold sometimes…it wouldn’t be the first time…”
  • Oh, yeah, the ex who cheated on you because you were allegedly too cold… you talked a little about him. He’s a smart man and can put two and two together pretty fast, your recent clinginess has everything to do with that.
  • “People can find as many excuses as they want when they’re willing to cheat, MC, but in the end they’re just cheaters. Maybe I’m being biased here, but I don’t think there’s something wrong with you at all.” And do you even care he’s being biased?


Saeyoung

  • Okay, we all know he pushing you away like that was most about him and his own insecurities.
  • But you’re pretty sure it has to be about you as well, I mean, you can be very needy when you want to, your ex told you that a couple of times.
  • You want to give him all the love he deserves, but… you don’t want to be a clingy co-dependent person.
  • So guess whose turn is it in pushing away? Yep, yours.But you’re more subtle, actually, you never get angry or snappy, you just… avoid him. A lot.
  • At first he thought you were just giving him space to deal with his brother issue, but even after Saeran got a little better, you were still very distant.
  • Where was that supportive optimistic girl that got trapped with him in that apartment? He misses you and your joyful spirit.
  • Is he doing something wrong again?
  • “MC, you know you can call me out if I start acting like a prick again, right?” “Yeah,sure…”
  • “Okay, so what are you waiting for, then?” “Excuse me?” “Tell me what I’m doing wrong this time, MC.” “Nothing! Why would you even say that?”
  • “Well, because you’ve been so cold lately… I’m trying really hard not to be that guy from before, MC, I would hate to hurt you like I did back then just because I have a lot to deal with…” “Well, maybe I have my share of responsibility on what happened back then?”
  • What are you even saying? You’re blaming yourself for him getting insecure and snappy? No! He was the problem back then, and he wouldn’t be able to come through if it wasn’t for your patience and reassuring attitude. You’re the light of his life!
  • To make it up for lost time, you two never cuddled so clingy that night. Not that any of you is complaining, tho.
Avengers, Assemble!

Pairings- Damian Wayne x Sister!Reader

Word Count- 1556

Hopefully, this will be fluffy. I got the idea when a kid in my skating class made me promise to go over to her house and play with her.

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One In The Same

Characters: Dean x Reader, Sam, Bobby

Word Count: 2,806

Warnings: None

Request:  Can you do a Dean imagine where Bobby called a friend to help with a case but he had to send his daughter? And it just so happens that the daughter is basically a female Dean so Sam sets them up on a date.

Author’s Note: Please leave requests, I love to get them and read them! If you want to be tagged in my future fics and my Series Rewrite that is coming soon, let me know! Feedback is always appreciated!

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Originally posted by yourfavoritedirector

You’ve always been a lone hunter. When your mom died by a Djinn, your dad did everything he could to kill the monster. You were old enough to know what was real and what was just in your imagination and monsters were very much real.

Eventually, your dad killed the thing but he couldn’t stop there. He actively searched for monsters and killed them, protecting people and saving lives. He trained you like he was your drill sergeant so that once he was gone, you could take over and save people.

You didn’t have much of a choice but did as you were told anyways. Your father died not long ago and it broke your heart because you were the one to kill him. A demon was possessing you and did awful things that you’d rather not talk about. You busied yourself to shut the pain off but you were broken inside. You didn’t have anyone left or anywhere to go.

Yes, you’ve met hunters along the way but they were your dad’s friends. You’ve met Bobby Singer, Ellen and Jo, Frank and Rufus. They always asked for your dad’s help but he was gone now. You kept everything he owned, even his cell phone. No one but you know he died so if his phone rings, you assumed it would be another hunter.

You always had it on you but not one phone call came in. You were glad in a way because you liked hunting alone. You haven’t met another hunter that was the same as you so you never tried to find them.

You were at a bar, drinking a whiskey when you heard a phone ring. You knew that ringtone anywhere. You pulled out your dad’s phone and gulped. You answered it, putting it to your ear.

“Hello?” You asked quietly. You didn’t know who it was because your dad never saved any contacts.

“Is Y/D/N there?” You heard a man ask.

“I’m sorry, who is this?”

“Bobby Singer.” Your eyes widened at the name. You hadn’t seen him since you were a small child.

“Bobby? Are you okay?” He wouldn’t be calling unless it was an emergency.

“Who is this?” Bobby demanded.

“Y/N Y/L/N. Remember me?” You downed the rest of your whiskey and put a twenty on the counter. You got up and walked out of the bar and to your 1959 Cadillac Series 62.

“Y/N? It’s good to hear your voice but where is your dad?” You bit your lip and got behind the wheel but didn’t turn the car on.

“Dead.” You whispered.

“Oh, I’m so sorry. I’m sorry for calling then.”

“No, it’s fine. You always call for a reason. What’s up?”

“I’m working a case with Sam and Dean and I could really use your help.”

“Those are John’s boys, right? I remember you mentioning your friend John and his kids. I’ve never met them but I’ll come out to you. Where are you?” You grabbed a piece of paper and a pen.

“Phoenix, Arizona. How far away are you?”

“Only a few hundred miles. I’ll be there as soon as I can.” You hung up before he could ask anything else and you sighed. Time to hit the road again. At least you’ll be busy this time.

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“On the Fall” or “How Will and Hannibal survive their post-murderous orgasmic plunge into Season 4″


Preface…

Let’s just get out the way that Hannibal picked that hideout out near the cliff because he a) knew he was going to need to escape from the authorities someday long before he met Will (remember when he said he had taken Miriam Lass there?) and b) he most likely trained and/or had survived a fall from a great height in the past. Also, people who tend to have total physical control over their bodies (i.e. martial artists or acrobats) are more likely to survive falls from substantial heights. (unlike the rest of us, myself included :p). I’m thinking Hannibal, when he picked the hideout, knew that if the time ever came, he would escape “falling” to his death, knowing that most people would think he plunged to his death, when he actually had survived.

Now let’s get to Will. Will, after giving into his urges, pulled Hannibal and himself off the cliff. He most likely believed there was no way he would be able to have a viable life on the run with Hannibal because he had never lived that way before. But thank god for Hannibal’s resolve. I’m thinking Hannibal chose to embrace Will so close to the cliff because it gave Will the opportunity to either pulled them off, after which Hannibal would save them, OR they would just make out on the cliff edge, which is actually little romantic….now that I think about it…with the moonlight…and all…

Anyway, I digress. Hannibal positioned himself near the cliff knowing that there was the possibility of Will pulling them off, allowing them to have a plausible get-away from Jack and the FBI. But, like I’ve said before, Will probably wanted to die and take Hannibal with him; seeing it as his ONLY option. So, Will probably let his body go limp as they fell.

And with that, here’s the story…


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Rainy Day Rowaelin Headcanon

Originally posted by thunder

Originally posted by relationshipaims

Rowan wakes up first, as usual, ready to train before it’s time for the daily schedule. However, when he opens the doors to the terrace, about to fly off and stretch his wings, he feels a cold gust of wind and the splatter of water on his pants and immediately shuts the door so as to not make Aelin cold. When he looks back at his wife, still snuggled peacefully in their bed, his resolve breaks and he strips out of his workout gear to climb back under the covers with her. He holds her while she sleeps some more and when she wakes up, surprised to see Rowan there so late in the morning, he simply explains that he doesn’t like to train in the rain. They spend the first hours of the morning cuddling under the blankets, Aelin picking up her current book from the nightstand and reading to him a bit, and then, when they can not possibly hold off their responsibilities any longer, they walk hand in hand down stairs to start the day. 

And I Will Sing No More

Summary: Negan wants you to sing for him.

Pairing: Negan x Reader, Negan x You

Word Count: 1,923

Type: Dabble, one shot

Warnings: None

Rating: G

Links: Might want to listen to this before reading or while reading https://youtu.be/JKJVZQrhmJc

Notes: This has been sitting on my laptop for a while waiting to be posted. It’s just a random dabble I had in my mind I needed to get out. I obviously didn’t write the song seven nation army that I used for this but for the story let’s just pretend the reader did lmao, anyways hope you enjoy it.

Originally posted by bitemytonguedarling

Simon looked at you, his left eyebrow cocked high with his glass of gin barley touching his lips. He brings the glass down and his signature smirk flourishes in your view.

“So, you’re telling me, we had our very own Jon Bon Jovi in this goddamn hell hole this entire time and you never thought to let us know?”  He utters, his smirk never leaving the thin line of his lips.

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Puppet

A while ago I wrote a post called “obedience vs control”, where I described the difference between simply following instructions and actually feeling like someone else was in control. It’s the most popular post on my blog to date and while that might just be because I was talking about masturbating in the shower, I like to think it’s because people liked reading about that unique sensation of control and the way I responded to it. 

A similar kind of thing happened to me today. The lovely @thegreato95 was playing with me and he gave me a freeze trigger. Pretty standard stuff, it makes me stop moving until he decides to unfreeze me, and I remain awake and aware the whole time. And the trigger works very nicely, he’s hypnotised me once or twice before and I’d just listened to a fractionation file of his so I was quite suggestible. When he uses the trigger, my entire body just stops and I feel like I wouldn’t even know how to move if I wanted to, I’m just left stuck in whatever position I was in when he triggered me and all I can really do is look at the screen and wait to be told to move again. The trigger doesn’t do anything to my concious mind, but the situation leaves me feeling naturally quite helpless. Which is delightful! And it was wonderful to be teased by him while he had me frozen.

But that’s nothing out of the ordinary, right? I’ve had freeze triggers in the past that have felt pretty much the same as that. The “OMG” moment happened when he used the trigger and then told me to move my hands. Nothing changed in my mind, I had no desire to obey him or anything - he hasn’t trained me like that. And if he’d asked me if I could move them I would have been adamant that it would be impossible, I was concrete! But the instant he told me to move my hands, they were moving, held out in front of me and circling around exactly as he had instructed. Their movement had nothing to do with me, as far as I could tell. I could see them moving, I could feel them moving, I knew why they were moving but they were moving completely independently to my brain. I wanted to laugh but it’s not easy when your face is frozen!

The very first thought I had when my body moved for him then was “oh my god, I’m his puppet”. Because that’s exactly what the sensation was - I had no control of my body, he controlled it completely. My body listened to him before it listened to me now. He was pulling my strings and all I could do about it was watch, able to think about what was happening but unable to say or do anything about it until he unfroze me. 

So again, this is one of those moments when I could quite easily differentiate between obedience - just doing as I’m told - and control - having absolutely zero say in the matter. I cannot express how much I utterly adore that feeling <3

imagine if m'gann had been in the pod alright listen this is cool bc like:

- she could have pretended right from the start to be a green Martian bc j'onn was there so that plot point is safe
- she could have said she didn’t want training she just wants to hide cue Kara wanting her to be safe & to learn how to use her powers so that she doesn’t hurt someone or herself
- maybe she slips & turns into a white Martian & Kara is like . oh no & m'gann runs & shes become close to everyone so alex & Maggie are like yeah we will help find her & j'onn says he won’t & Kara understands but then later when they do find m'gann he appears & hes like come back ur training isn’t done & they get to have a proper talk later
- m'gann gets comfortable w her powers & with the super gang & she helps Kara defeat a big bad & eventually it gets to the point where she’s like i have to go home & help ppl escape & Kara tries to talk her out of it they all do but she is adamant so Kara pushes her hard when they’re training & then leaves & it’s m'ganns turn to go after her & Kara is like everyone leaves & m'gann is like im coming back. I can stay a bit longer & Kara is like tonight u stay bc we have a goodbye party planned that u totally weren’t supposed to know abt sorry but tmrw u go bc I am not going to stop u from saving ur ppl. I wouldn’t let anyone stop me if there were the slightest chance to save my planet

Happy Ending? Maybe

A/N: This is for the Anon who asked  So reader is Shadowhunter and Jace’s girlfriend and she’s jealous over Clary? Like maybe he forgets about reader’s birthday and he spends all day with Clary, but with happy ending? Thank you for your wonderful fics.  Sorry that it took me so long to get this out to you.

I want to thank @jessiedangerous for looking this over for me, I couldn’t do this with out you. I am also at the moment looking for a new member to add to to this blog. So if you want to get into writing for any fandom let me know!

Summery: It is the day of the Readers birthday when she find Jace kissing Clary. Now the only question is will they have a happy ending.

Warnings: None.

Pairings: Reader/Jace

Originally posted by kendrasaunders


 

Waking up in the morning to an empty bed was not how I wanted to start this day out. I wanted to wake up with Jace by my side, a good morning kiss, and a happy birthday. But I’m not surprised to wake up alone. Everything is different now that Clary has showed up.

When she first showed up I felt bad for her. All her life, her mother had lied to her about who she was. Clary had been thrown head first into this world and had her mother taken from her. Like Jace, I wanted to help her, but as the days went on, I started to resent the girl. She didn’t seem to care that we all had rules that needed to be follow, nor did she seem to care that she could end up getting us killed.

Rolling over onto my back, I stare up to the ceiling and let out a loud breath before climbing out of bed and making my way the the bathroom to get ready. I wash my face and brush my teeth before putting on the little makeup that I wore. I knew that I wasn’t a beautiful as Izzy, and I always felt that Jace could do better than me; no matter how many times he told me he loved me. I pulled my Y/H/C hair up into a ponytail, letting the shorter parts of my hair frame my face.

Walking back into the bedroom, I move the the wardrobe and pull out a pair of dark wash skinny jeans and a faded black tank top along with some combat boots before making my way to the kitchen. I was hoping that Izzy didn’t make me anything to eat again. How Alec and Jace can  manage to eat her food is beyond me.

Walking into the the kitchen, I find Alec and Izzy in the middle of their breakfasts. When they look up and see me, they both jump up and give me a hug.

“Happy birthday, Y/N!” Izzy says to me before letting me go.

“Yeah, happy birthday, Y/N. Izzy was going to make you some breakfast, but I stopped her.” Alec whispers, but Izzy hears him and turns around to slap his arm. I thankfully grab a box of cereal.

“You know, Y/N, that cereal isn’t good for you. It has a lot of sugar in it.”

“Your point, Alec?” I say to him with a glare, not needing to say anything else.

“Have you seen Jace? He wasn’t in the room when I woke up.”

“Did you check the training room?” Alec suggests.

“No, I came right here. I was hungry. I’ll look there when I finish.”  I fall silent as I listen to Izzy talk about this dress that she saw the other day.

“I’ll go with you to get it, Izzy.” I turn and put my bowl into the sink.

“Really!” Izzy says as she looks over to me.

“Sure, I don’t have anything to do today other than train. We just have to be back by ten. I have a mission to go on with Jace. And I was hoping that you could help me find a new dress. My last one got ruined on my last mission.”

“Sure! Let me go grab my purse, then we can go.”

“Can you grab mine? It’s the one on the desk chair.”

“Yeah, I’ll meet you in the control room.” She walks out of the kitchen.

“Hey, Y/N. I got you something for your birthday.” Alec says as he walks closer to me to hand me an envelope with my name written across it.

“Alec, you didn’t have to!” I smile as I look up to him. I open up the envelope and pull out the card. What the card says brings tears to my eyes.

Sisters are forever, and I’m glad you’re mine. I wish that your birthday brings you lots of amazing moments!

“Thank you Alec!” I say as I jump up and hug him. “You’re the best brother a girl could ask for.” Alec’s cheeks have turned a lovely shade of pink by the time I pull away from the hug.

“This is for you to get a new dress too.” Alec says as he pulls out two hundred dollars and hands me the bills.

“Alec, it’s too much. I can’t take that.” The Clave paid us well for working at the institute, but it was still a lot of money.

“Yes, you can. It’s not everyday you turn twenty-one.” Alec says as he take the envelope out of my hand and puts the money in it.

“Thank you.” I whisper as I take it back. “I’ll see you later. We can all have dinner together?” I mean for it to be a statement, but it comes out more as a question.

“Sure, we can get you favorite tonight.”

“Sounds great! I’m going to go find Jace before I leave.” I kiss Alec on the cheek before leaving the kitchen. I quickly walk to the training room. Walking around the corner and into the training room, I can feel my heart break the second I lay eyes on Jace. He isn’t training like I was expecting him to be, but instead, kissing Clary.

I leave as quietly as I can, not wanting to be seen or heard. I walk to the control room where I find Izzy waiting for me. I force a smile onto my face as I walk up to her.

“What took you so long?” Izzy asks as she hands me my purse before looping her arm with mine.

“Oh, Alec gave me a birthday card.” I move to put it into my purse only to have her grab it out of my hand. She pulls the card out, seeing the money and the message.

“He’s right, you know. You are an amazing sister.”

I smile for a moment.

“Did you find Jace?”

The smile fades. Deciding that I didn’t want to lie to her, I tell her a portion of the truth.  “Yeah, he was in the training room.” I just leave out the part that creates a pit in my stomach.

We decide to walk to the shop that Izzy saw the dress in, and leave the glamour’s off. I can feel everyone we pass staring at us. Well, staring at Izzy. Izzy does most of the talking as we walk, not that I mind at the moment, but I don’t hear anything that she says. As we arrive at the little shop and make our way in, I look around. Izzy points to one side of the shop, letting me know that she will be over there. I nod my head before walking to the other side of the shop. I don’t find anything that I like when Izzy walks over with her arms full of dresses she want to try on.

“I need you to tell me how I look in these.” Izzy grabs my wrist and pulls me to the back to the changing rooms. I take a seat and wait for her to come back out.

“You know, Izzy, you don’t need me to tell you how you look. You look fantastic in everything.”

“I know.” Izzy says as she let out a laugh. Dress after dress, she walks out to show me; always more beautiful than I could ever hope to be. As she finishes, she decides to get two of the dresses she tried on; a midnight blue one and a dark purple one, almost black in some lights.

“Did you find one yet, Y/N?”

“No, I can’t find one that I like. Want to help me look?”

“Sure! I saw a dress when I was looking that I thought that you would just love!” Izzy pulls me over to the dress. She pulls the dress off the rack and I can’t help but gasp when I see it. It’s Y/F/C and flows almost like it’s liquid.

“Like it?”

“Like it, Izzy? It’s so beautiful.”

“Well, let’s go try it on, Y/N.” We walk back to the changing room and once I’m into the dress, I step out to show it to Izzy.

She gasps loudly.

“That bad, Izzy?” I look at myself.

“Bad? You look amazing, Y/N! Jace is going to love that dress.”

Shopping had momentarily pushed what I saw from the front of my mind. Izzy’s comment brings it all back.

“Y/N?”

“I’m fine.” I manage to get out, hoping to sound convincing.

“No, you’re not. One, you’re my best friend, so I know when you are lying and two, you’re crying.”

“It’s nothing.” I turn quickly and walk back into the changing room. I change as fast as I can. I know that this conversation is not over, but I hope to delay it just for a couple more minutes. Walking back out of the changing room, still looking at my feet, Izzy waits for me.

“Y/N, what’s wrong?” Her voice is laced with concern.

“I saw Jace kissing Clary.” I mumble, not sure if she can hear me.

“What!?”

“I said I saw Jace and Clary kissing.” I say again, this time a little louder.

“I-I can’t believe…”

“It’s okay Izzy…”

“No, it’s not! He hurt you! I’m going to make him suffer.” I can hear the real anger in her voice, but alongside it, I can hear great hurt as well.

“Izzy don’t. He’s your brother.” I don’t want to come between them.

“And you’re my best friend!”

“Izzy… Just, can I stay in your room? And please, for the love of the Angel, don’t do anything.” I plead with her.

“Of course, you can stay with me!”

“Thanks, Izzy.”

“ Let’s get these dresses and head home.” We both walk over to the counter, Izzy buys her dresses first. I pay for my dress with some of the money that Alec gave me. With our bags in hand, we leave the store.

“You want to do anything else, Y/N?”

“Honestly, not really. All I want to do is sleep, not much of a birthday today.” I mumble the last part as we start making our way back to the Institute. The walk back is silent and for that I’m thankful. I’m really not in the mood to be talking.

Once back at the Institute, we manage to get back to Izzy’s room without running into Alec, Jace, or Clary. I fall onto the bed to check the time and find that it’s only after one.

“He didn’t even remember.” I say to know one in particular.

“Didn’t remember what?” I hear Izzy say from the other side of the room as she changes into something to go train in.

“My birthday. Jace still hasn’t wished me happy birthday.” I mumble knowing that she can hear me.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N.”

“It’s fine Izzy. It’s not like you made them kiss,” I kick my shoes off before pulling my jeans off and climbing into Izzy’s bed.

“I can stay here with you, Y/N, if you want.”

“No, I’ll be fine. Go and train with Alec. I can always text you if I need you.” I say to her in what I hope is a convincing way.

“You sure…”

“Yes, Izzy. I’m just going to take a nap.”

“Okay.” She says heading to the door. She turns the lights off before leaving me alone. Finally alone, I start to cry; body shaking sobs, rip their way past my lips. My eyes sting as tears make their way down my cheeks soaking the pillow that I am holding to my chest. Curled into the fetal position, I cry for what feels like hours before my tears dry up and I have nothing left to cry out. I fall into a restless sleep, having cried myself out.

I must have slept longer than I planned because when I wake up, it’s dark out. I can hear whispered voices in the room. My head is pounding, making even the whispered voice seem like yelling.

“Alec, she just doesn’t feel well.”

“She was fine this morning, so stop lying to me. I can tell she’s been crying. I’m not stupid.” Alec whisper yelled back at Izzy.

“You’re talking really loud.” I get up. My throat feels like someone has taken sandpaper to it.

“What’s the matter, Y/N?” Alec asks me as he walks closer to the bed and sitting down next me me.

“Nothing that is important.” I mumble not wanting to talk about it.

“I know that’s not true, Y/N.” Alec says to me as he places a hand on my shoulder. I can feel tears sting at my eyes again as I turn over in the bed to look at Alec.

“I-I … Izzy I don’t w-want t-to…”
“Can I tell him?” Izzy cuts me off and I just nod yes and bury my head in my hands as the tears once again make their way down my cheeks.

“She saw Jace and Clary kissing today.” At the mention of Jace’s name, a sob breaks its way past my lips.

“He what! I’m going to kill him.” Alec pulls me up and sits me on his lap. I throw my arms around him and cry into his shoulder. I don’t cry as long this time and manage to calm down faster with Alec and Izzy here with me.

“When did this happen?”

“This morning, after I left the kitchen I went to find him. I guess you can say I found him all right.” I say with a broken laugh

“Did he see you?” Alec asks when I pull back to sit on the bed and wipe my face off.

“Sorry about your shirt.” I notice the stain my eye makeup has left on his shirt. “And no, I left before they saw me.”

“I’m going to kill him.” Alec mumbles again.

“Please don’t.”

He shakes his head, but I still know that he’s going to do something to him. I just don’t know what.

“Can we have chinese for dinner?” I look up to Alec.

“Sure, I’ll go and get it. You both want the usual?”

I nod my head and so does Izzy. Alec walks out of the room soon after.

“Izzy, can I use your bathroom and borrow some pajamas?”

“Sure, why don’t you go get in and I’ll bring you something to wear?” I nod my head in thanks as I make my way to the bathroom, not caring about my state of undress. Once in the bathroom, I turn the water as hot as I can before getting in and letting the water run over my body, turning my skin a pink color almost immediately. I start by washing my face and getting the dried tears off before moving to my body. My hair follows soon after.

Turning off the water, I wrap a towel around my body and step out. I notice that Izzy has been in and placed a set of pajamas out for me. Looks like she gave me one of Alec t-shirts and Y/F/C silk pants. Drying off my body and wrapping the towel around my hair, I pull back on my panties and bra before pulling on the shirt and pants. By the time I leave the bathroom after hanging up my towel, I find Alec has returned with the food. I smile in thanks.

“Feeling better?” Alec asks as I take a seat next to him on Izzy’s bed.

“Some.” I tell him as he hands me my food. Alec and Izzy both try to talk to me every now and then. They manage to get me to smile, but I’m not really in the mood to talk. Looking back at my phone, I see that it is almost ten and I have a mission to go on with Jace, but I don’t think that I can face him.

“Alec, I know it’s a lot to ask, but I’m supposed to go on a mission with Jace and I don’t think that I can handle it right now. Can you go for me?” I hope that he will say yes.

“You don’t have to ask. Of course, I can do this for you.” Alec leaves soon after that to get ready to go on the mission, leaving Izzy and I in the room.

“Izzy, what does Clary have that I don’t?” I ask in a small voice.

“Y/N, don’t compare yourself to Clary. You are beautiful, so very beautiful. I can’t tell you why he did it, but it has nothing to do with you. You are perfect in your own way, trust me.”

I nod my head and lay on her shoulder. I can feel her fingers running through my still damp hair, gently removing any knot that she finds. The gentle motion slowly makes me fall asleep.

Izzy and I wake up the next morning, the the alarm going off on her phone. We both get ready, I pull on the pants and boots that I wore the other day and just tuck Alec’s shirt into the pants. I leave my hair down, not wanting to deal with it.

Izzy takes my hand in hers as we walk to the kitchen to get something to eat. As we get closer to the kitchen, I can hear yelling. Izzy and I find Jace on the ground holding his nose as blood drips down onto his shirt.

“Alec, stop!” I yell, stopping Alec in his tracks before he could hit Jace again. They both turn to look at me when I yell. Alec looks like the kid who got caught with this hand in the cookie jar.

“What is going on!” Jace gets out, but his voice is distorted by his hand. No one answers him. I just move across the kitchen and wet a rag before walking over to him.

“Can I talk to Jace alone?” I ask to Izzy and Alec.

“Sure.” Izzy say before grabbing Alec’s hand and pulling him out of the room.

“Can you tell me why I was just punched in the face?”

“I think we should break up.” My voice sounds so much stronger than I feel. Jace stumbles away from me as if my touch burned him.
“What? I-I don't…” He trails off not knowing what to say.

I can hear the pain in his voice and it’s a stab to my already broken heart. I look down to my hands not wanting him to see the pain in my eyes.

“I saw you kissing Clary yesterday.” When he doesn’t say anything, I look up to him I can see the tears running down his face. And at that moment, I feel nothing but rage.

“What? Have nothing to say! Didn’t expect me to find out? Well, I did! It was a hell of a birthday yesterday.”

“Y/N, you have to believe! I didn’t kiss her. She kissed me! I would never do that to you. I love you!”

“Jace… I want to believe you so badly. I love you so much! But you have been spending so much time with her. You forgot my birthday yesterday. I saw you kiss her… So I don’t believe you.” I walk out of the kitchen and make my way to Alec’s room hoping to find him there. Knocking on the door, it’s pulled open to me.

“Can I come in?” I ask in a small voice.

He steps out of the way and I make my way over to his bed and sit down.

“I broke up with Jace.” I say breaking the silence.

“I am so sorry, Y/N. Are you okay?”

“I’m a bit numb actually… Alec, go take care of  Jace. He needs you. You’re his parabatai.”

He nods his head and walks out of the room. I leave to Izzy’s room. She’s not in there, but knowing she won’t care that I am there, I curl up on the bed, expecting myself to break down once again, but I don’t. I don’t know how long I lay there before there is a knock at the door.

Knowing that if it was Izzy, she would just walk in, so I let them knock again with no plan to answer them, wanting to be alone. They knock again before I hear the door knob turn. Looking over to the door, it’s the last person I want to see.

“What do you want, Clary?”

“Just listen please. Jace didn’t kiss me. I kissed him. I didn’t know that you two were dating or I never would have. He pushed me away. He went looking for you, but never found you. Please he…he is in Alec’s room crying. Just go talk to him.”

“You didn’t know that we were dating?”

“No. I guess I still have a lot to learn about this world that I am now apart of.” She looks down at my feet. “I don’t even know why I kissed him. The only thing I can think of is that he saved my life. I know it doesn’t make up for all of this, but I really am sorry.”

“It’s going to take some time before I’m not angry at you, but thanks for talking to me. And yes, you do have a lot to learn, but I’m willing to help you.” I stand up from the bed.

“So, are we good?” Clary asks me.

“No, not yet. But we will be.” I smile. “ You said he was in Alec’s room?”

She nods her head as I walk past her and out into the hall.

I find Izzy standing there.

“I take it you had something to do with that.” I start to walk down the hall.

“Yeah, she felt so badly about it and I knew you needed to hear it from her and not me. Are you going to go talk to Jace?” There’s hope in her eyes.

“Yeah, but I make no promises.”

She nods her head in understanding as we stop in front of Alec’s room.

I don’t bother to knock on the door before I open it, expecting to find Alec in here as well.  I’m shocked when he isn’t.

“I told you Alec, I just want to be alone.” Jace says in a small and broken voice.

I don’t say anything as I make my way over to the bed. I sit down next to him.

“Clary came and talked to me.” He sits up and turns to look at me so fast that I would’ve believed he had whiplash.

He has tears running down his face before I can think better of it, I reach out and wipe them from his cheeks. Jace just leans into my touch.

“I-I…” I break him off by pulling him to him into a crushing hug. Both of us cling to each other, not wanting to let go of each other.

“I know, love. I forgive you. Can you forgive me?” I say into his hair.

“If you can forgive me, then I can forgive you.” Jace says to me, his voice already sounding stronger.

“Let’s go to bed. We can talk more later.” I grab his hand and pull him from Alec’s room and to ours.

We both strip out of what we’re wearing. I pull on some clean panties and forgo my bra and just pull on one of Jace’s t-shirts before climbing into bed next to him. He falls asleep still clinging to me, but I couldn’t be happier.

I wake up some time later to Jace laying on his back with his hands wrapped around my waist, holding me to him, I hear Alec’s faint whisper to Izzy.

“I think they are going to be just fine.”


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