hey i am happy with this for once

cillabeme  asked:

So, this comes from a 16 year old girl. So, I am going trough a hard time currently. With bullies and gossip and all that high school bs. Discovering you helped a ton. For once, I can laugh when you joke around. I can truly smile by your sincerity. Knowing that there exist people like you - someone genuine and someone who isnt afraid to apologize if they make a mistake. Thank you Jared. for making me happy and making every day a little easier. Keep up the amazing work. It helps a lot :)

Hey, I’ve been there. I got bullied pretty hard and had plenty of gossip about me in high school. I know how you feel, so I’m glad I can help you get through that!

BED SHARING AUS

-I have constant nightmares and I’ve always had someone to cuddle with. Now, I realize we’re not on that level but you’re only one here and I’m really scared to go to sleep.

-You’re severely depressed these days and I’m too scared to leave you alone so yes this is the only solution please accept my hugs

-The heater broke and I’m freezing get over here

-Hey dude I read that cuddling helps you sleep better, you wanna try it out?

-The Classic™: The hotel only has a king sized bed, I guess we’re sharing.

-We fell asleep on the couch together on accident, how did my hand end up in your hair? Were you breathing on my neck?! (Why did I get tingly???????)

-You’re staying over, take my bed, I’ll sleep on the couch, yes i am yes i am yes i am yes i am no you’re not yes i am FINE WE’LL BOTH TAKE THE BED, happy!!??

-We’ve had this tradition as besties to have a sleepover once a year but this year….it feels different…were your pajamas always this cute??…did I always have butterflies???

Party- for Good Boys Only

Pairing: AmazingPhil & Danisnotonfire (Phan)

Genre: Smut, Angst, Daddy!kink

Warnings: Parental Divorce, Sexual Content

Word count: 9000

Summary: Dan and Phil are reluctant stepbrothers soon to be strangers. When Dan’s father decided to marry Phil’s mother, no one could have predicted the marriage ending in flames only a few weeks later. The two boys who avoided each other at all costs during the marriage are brought together one last time before they part ways forever. Phil hates Dan. Dan can’t stand Phil. But what happens when a house party goes terribly wrong and they end up needing each other more than their parents ever did?  

AKA. Angsty teenage Dan, a drunken night no one can remember, mysterious hickies, thigh riding, overstim, sexual tension for days etc… 

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His Wedding | eight

Summery:  Modern-Day(AU) Bucky and you are former exes. He moved on but you couldn’t. Since you both are still friends, he asks you for a favor. You reluctantly agree, not thinking of the future consequences you’ll have to face. You just hope everything will go fine with your two best friends, Steve and Natasha by your side.

Word Count: 2805

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Genre: Romance/Drama

Warnings: language

Characters (by appearance):

A/N: I legit cried writing the ending of this part, but it may not be that emotional for you guys (yes I cry over tiniest things, so sue me) Also, future updates won’t take this long. Please give me FEEDBACK, YA’LL I LOVE READING YOUR COMMENTS/ASKS

SORRY READERS, no Bucky in this particular part. But I promise there’s mention (lol ik you don’t want just mentions but… eh, it’s just how it rolls)

Sorry for any typos :P

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Previously on “His Wedding” :

“I know I’ve already done this. But I don’t care if you say no again, because I’ll keep asking–”

“I’ll go out with you, Steve.” I tell him eagerly before he could even say it. Technically I kind of saved him from the embarrassment of asking me for the fourth time.

“Oh, thank God.” He mumbles before crashing his lips with mine.

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anonymous asked:

Can you write something where the bros and cor have an S/O who is a bit of an airhead? I'm a little self conscious because people say that I am ㅠ_ㅠ

Hey there Anon :) Of course I can- this one truly hits close to home because I’ve been called an airhead plenty of times as well! (It’s not our fault we get lost in our thoughts at the best of times T.T). I’m going to write these as small scenarios because I need to be in bed really soon xD Hope that’s okay! <3


Noctis: Truthfully, Noctis is a bit of an airhead himself. He’s actually happy that you have the same tendency to get lost in your own thoughts in any given situation- whether it be during your down time, or in the middle of doing something incredibly important. That’s not to say that he doesn’t scold you a little when you zone out during a battle, or any other equally life-threatening situation. When he notices that your eyes are glazed over on the battle field, he usually moves in towards you and pinches you really hard on the tender skin of your inner arm to snap you back to reality. The glare he shoots you as he retreats back into battle upsets you greatly, and you feel absolutely awful every time this happens- but in the heat of the moment, where every second counts, Noctis doesn’t really know how else to snap you out of your thoughts. Nor does he have the time to be gentle in his manner of coaxing you out of your own mind.

Once the imminent danger has passed, Noctis immediately scoops you up into his arms and apologises profusely. He’s usually not one for public displays of affection, but he ignores Gladio and Prompto’s wolf whistles and cat calls in the back ground as he clings to you and gently scolds you about your short attention span. “I love you too much to lose you- please, pay attention next time?” he begs you. You sniffle and snuggle into your concerned and scared prince’s chest and nod vigorously.

“Okay. I’ll do my best.”

A few hours later, you’re scolding Noctis about his own air-headedness after a particularly close call with a bunch of hundlegs, and holding the young prince while Ignis lectures his childhood friend about how unbecoming hypocrisy is of a future king. Meanwhile, Gladio and Prompto cackle in the background.


Prompto: Prompto finds your air-headedness adorable. He loves it when he catches you drifting off into space, your eyes glazing over and your breaths coming out in little sighs every once in a while. This sunshine boy is mostly happy to leave you to your own devices when you get this way, and takes PLENTY of pictures of you in this dazed state. You’re always none the wiser until you and the boys are settled at a camp site or hotel.

Noctis, Gladio, and even Ignis (!) have a good laugh at your far-off expressions caught on Prompto’s camera. You usually get really sensitive about their reactions and snatch your boyfriend’s camera out of his hands. You’re about to delete the pictures when Prompto tackles you down onto the bed your seated on, in view of all the guys, and kisses you silly- gently prying his precious camera out of your grip as you easily get lost in his sudden display of affection.

Prompto finally retracts his body off yours triumphantly, pressing a final lingering kiss on your cheek before placing his camera into one of his deeper pants pockets. “Sorry, I just love it when you look all dazed. You remind me of a sleepy baby chocobo!” Prompto tries to placate you. You sigh and pout, crossing your hands over your chest, and Prompto laughs a little as your gaze grows glazed and distant once again as you get lost in your own thoughts about Prompto’s obsession with your air-headedness.

You don’t even notice the guys’ voices reprimanding Prompto as he pulls his camera out to take a few more adoring shots of you in his favourite dazed state.


Gladio: Gladiolus Amicitia loves to tease you about your air-headedness while you’re all in the Regalia, headed to your next destination. It’s his favourite pass time. You absolutely hate it. He makes you feel so DUMB sometimes, when he reminds you of all the potentially fatal mistakes you’ve made out on the field.

“Hey, remember that time you threw me an ether instead of an antidote? THAT was pretty shocking, even for you!” Gladio laughs light-heartedly, but your eyes begin to brim with tears. You’re wedged between Noctis and Gladio in the back seat, and Ignis has a clear view of you in the rear-view mirror. He’s the first to notice the tears streaming down your face.

“Gladio.” Ignis reprimands. You sniffle particularly loudly, and that’s all it takes for your sometimes-obnoxious boyfriend to immediately turn his body towards you and guide your head to his warm, bare chest. Noctis sighs and merely pats your knee in sympathy- knowing full well how bad it feels to be the butt of Gladio’s jokes. He’s been called ‘puny’ while fishing too many times to count!

“Aw, babe- you know I think it’s cute that you’re such an airhead!” Gladio tries to console you. You whine in annoyance and swat Gladio’s chest, tears of frustration running down your cheeks. Gladio could be a complete ass sometimes… but, that’s something that makes him slightly more adorable in your eyes. His naivety knows no bounds.

“And I think it’s amazing how pig-headed you are!” you retaliate, after calming down a little. Your comment elicits a short, but loud laugh from Ignis. He immediately apologises, but his sudden outburst has both Noctis and Prompto clutching their bellies and laughing at the expense of a rather shocked looking Gladio.

“Hey! I am NOT pig-headed!”


Ignis: Ignis frowns at you as you both leave the Lestallum Leville’s bar together. You and the guys had been indulging in a night of alcohol induced fun during your down time, and the money all of you had saved collectively from the various hunts you’d all completed. Ignis cut himself off at two drinks, ever the responsible one. That, and he wasn’t happy with the way you unknowingly encouraged the less-than-innocent advances of other young men present at the bar that night.

Once you and Ignis are out in the humid night air of Lestallum, you turn to your boyfriend, eyes wide in concern. “Iggy? You don’t look so good- do you need to sit down?” you ask, genuine concern lacing your voice. Ignis’ frown deepens and he immediately rounds on you. You let out a short shriek at his sudden movement, having been semi-lost in your own thoughts about how you were going to take care of your boyfriend’s less-than-ideal looking health that evening.

Ignis grasps your forearms in his large and elegant bare hands, pinning you in place. You let your eyes wander to his piercing green orbs and you can’t help but gulp in slight trepidation. Ignis has never been so rough with you. You couldn’t help but feel both confused and enthralled at the slightly wild behaviour.

“Must you look upon every man with those hooded eyes? Do you even know what you’re doing, y/n?” Ignis chides, his gaze darkening as he leans his face closer to yours. You let out a short breath and shake your head, snapping yourself out of your momentary, yet frequently occurring, daze.

“W-what do you mean?” you stutter. Ignis shakes his head, his gaze softening as he pecks your lips gently with his own. Your eyes remain wide open and unblinking. You’re utterly confused. What is wrong with Ignis? Is he drunk?

“You really don’t have a clue… absolutely charming.” Ignis whispers, pulling you into a tender kiss before withdrawing and gently taking your hand. “I really do have to keep an eye on you if I want to keep you safe from the vultures.”

You just let Ignis drag you along, deciding for yourself in your mind that, yes, Ignis is probably drunk.

He is not.


Cor: When Cor first realises you tend to get lost in your own thoughts, he finds you absolutely infuriating on a professional level- given that you are part of the Crownsguard. But being the professional marshal of the Crownsguard that he is, he’s not going to fire you on your first day simply because you have some attention span issues. That, and you are his romantic partner. He does, however, make sure that all your practical assignments are completed under his exclusive supervision. He really doesn’t want to be liable for your death if you manage to space out during a life-or-death battle out on the field.

During these practical missions, Cor is not your boyfriend, he is your marshal. And he’s terribly harsh when you mess up. He berates you openly in front of your peers, and even they linger around while you try to stop your tears from slipping down your face to cheer you up. “Don’t worry- he’s just worried about you. Next time, pay attention and you won’t have to hear him go off at you again.”

But you can’t help it. Your mind races constantly at every little stimuli you come across. You see a tree, you think they look like giant pieces of broccoli. You see Cor, you can’t help but recall the feeling of his lips on your skin so many weeks ago… you want to feel his lips against yours again…

“Y/N- FOR FUCK’S SAKE!” you jump at the marshal’s extremely agitated voice, only to realise there’s a coeurl baring its fangs right at you, ready to pounce. You shoot at it immediately with your twin pistols, effectively shooting right through its eyes and into its skull. It’s an instant kill.

You’d usually be celebrating by now, but you can’t do a thing with Cor looking at you with THAT much fury in his steel blue eyes. Your eyes immediately tear up and you can’t control your sniffles and sobs this time. Your peers all scatter, feeling uncomfortable in both yours and Cor’s presence.

Cor steps forward, not relenting in his berating the slightest at the sight of your tears. “How many TIMES do I have to tell you? Pay attention!”

“Yes sir. I’m sorry sir,” you choke out. Cor’s gaze softens slightly at the shaky tone of your voice.

“Do I have to leave you at the Citadel next time? You know you’ll be demoted if things come down to that, y/n.” Cor warns you, stepping closer- his voice stern.

You nod, unable to answer him verbally as your shoulders begin to shudder uncontrollably.

You suddenly find yourself pulled into Cor’s warm chest, his strong arms encircling your frame and pulling you flush against his body. “I can’t take my eyes off you one moment before you go and find yourself in trouble, can I?” he murmurs into your hair, pressing a kiss onto your head. This tender act makes you cry harder.

“I-I’m sorry!” you cry out, burying yourself into his warmth. Cor sighs and nuzzles your soft hair.

“Don’t apologise, just pay attention long enough to stay alive and by my side, alright?”

You nod, squeezing your eyes shut out of guilt, and Cor presses yet another tender kiss on the crown of your head and holds you until your tears cease to fall.

Bob Morley Imagine: Secretly

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Summary: Reader and Bob are secretly dating. However, their characters just got together on the show and on a conference everyone teases them about it. It makes them, especially reader, feel uncomfortable. So reader confronts the cast members about it and Bob unintentionally reveals that they are dating which makes cast freak out.

Word count:1353


Originally posted by love-is-equal66

I couldn’t decide if this con was disaster or the best time of my life. It was the first con when I and Bob were a couple. The problem was that no one knew.

We had decided to keep it a secret. In fact I didn’t know why, but it was Bob’s idea. He thought that it would be better because it would prevent us from getting various kinds of reactions from fans. Because this fandom could be really harsh towards the actors and make our lives a living hell.

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Things We Don’t Say

Summary: At the age of 23, Adrien thought he was pretty independent finally living separately from his father. He had his job, friends and Marinette to whom he still hadn’t confessed after years of silently loving. Then one night a phone call changes everything. A forced, “you don’t really have an option if you value your life” marriage to a childhood friend whom he hadn’t seen in years or prove that you have your own fiancée until the sun goes down. Marinette will help him. That’s what best friends are for, right?

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She shouldn’t be home yet - Adrien thought but decided to knock first anyway. No one opened.

“So far so good,” he whispered to himself and pulled out his own key. The blond poked in his head first before entering and looked around. The space was desolated.

“Marinette?” he called her name just to make sure he was there alone. Receiving no answer, Adrien grinned to himself.

Great. I have a few hours then.

The young man carefully put a few bags and a bouquet of flowers on the floor and was about to take his shoes off when an overexcited dog appeared out of nowhere and knocked him down.

“Hey, Tikki.” Adrien couldn’t stop laughing as he tried his hardest to prevent the invader from licking his face all over. It’s not that he didn’t enjoy her affection because he did. A lot. However, today he had to look perfect. No messy hairstyles and sloppy drool on his jaw allowed.

“There, there, girl,” he petted the puppy. “I am happy to see you too! Really, really happy. Now let me go, please.”

Tikki, a one-year-old ginger cocker spaniel, stepped back and gave Adrien a chance to get up.

“Today is the big day, girl,” the blond said once on his feet. “Today I’m finally going to tell your mommy the truth.”

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The Things She Carried - Epilogue

Dean x Reader

Masterpost with all the parts

Summary: Dean meets a huntress. Well, he would define her a robot. At least until he gets to know her…

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Dean stepped into the diner, his eyes immediately searching for her. The place was filled with people enjoying their breakfast on this Sunday morning, and there she was, waving at him with a smile on her face. A bouquet of flowers was resting on her table, along with three cups of coffee.

“Hey,” he said, approaching her, his lips already stretched into a smile; he couldn’t help it whenever she was near. “Sorry I’m late,” he continued, leaning down to leave a soft kiss on her temple. “Happy birthday.”

She looked up at him, lifted a hand to cup his cheek and brought his lips down to meet hers for a short kiss.

Dean didn’t respond to that, remaining still. Then he cleared his throat awkwardly, before glancing at the older couple occupying the seat across the table and holding out his hand to them in salute. “Ma'am. Sir.”

“Hey, Dean.”

“Good morning, Dean.”

Y/N chuckled next to him, scooting over to free enough space for him to sit. “You should really stop calling them that. It’s been a year, babe.” When he had occupied the spot next to her, she leaned closer to him. “Also, they do know we kiss,” she whispered with false confidentiality.

He didn’t reply, just quietly begged her to shut the hell up. She laughed and reached for his hand, holding it tight in hers. “Missed you.”

He looked at her and sighed silently, his eyes warm and loving. “Missed you too.”

“How long are you staying in town, Dean?” Her mom said. “Asking for no reason in particular.”

“Yeah, right,” her husband commented with a playful scoff. “This has nothing to do with all those recipes you dug out the other day.”

“That’s right. Nothing.”

“Dean, the longer you stay, the longer I’ll eat well. That’s all I’m saying,” the man told him, earning an eye roll from his spouse.

The hunter let out a chuckle, “I’ll see what I can do about that.” He could feel Y/N looking at him, so he turned to his side, finding her eyes there, but her mind somewhere else. “Hey, what’s wrong?”

“Huh?” She came back to reality and smiled at him. “Nothing’s wrong. I’m just… happy.”

His heart exploded in his chest. He swore no sentence could ever sound better coming out of her mouth. Even though her ‘I love yous’ came very very close. “You really are?”

“I really, really am,” she responded. And her voice, her face, her eyes, they weren’t lying.

Well, then. He put an arm around her shoulders and kissed her temple once more, a smile permanently setting on his lips.

He was happy too.

anonymous asked:

How will the s,m,t react if they find out that Yui is the princess of hunters and she have the duty to kill them ( Yui didn't know about her family) and let say that she has the ability to kill them but she doesn't want to.. Like she is struggling between love and duty. -Sorry for my bad english :'(

This is so sad ;-;

~Sakamaki~

♥Shu: So… It’s your job to kill me, huh? How bothersome… And I thought everything was going nice and steady. Oh well… Do whatever you want. I don’t care… I knew a day like this would come, eventually… But I didn’t expect you would be the one to end my life.

♥Reiji: You’re… I asked you what will you do, but your words do seem weak. You say you love me, but you sound doubtful about it. Hm… Let’s do it this way. Run away from this house, and never come back. I… I’ll kill you if you come back.

♥Ayato: You have to kill me?! Why?! You don’t need to… You don’t have to! See? You don’t want to do it! You’re mine, Chichinashi! And that means you cut all ties with the rest of your family! I’ll kill those people if they ever think to come for you!

♥Kanato: How dare you… Don’t you love me?! I opened myself to you, and you just…-sniffs- I should just kill you myself! I know you can choose, so choose to stay with me, stupid!

♥Laito: …Bitch-chan? Are you going to kill me? But, if you’re going to do so, why are you crying? Huh~? You don’t want to? But, if you have to, I don’t care, nfu~ It would be a nice proof of true love to die at your hands… That way, I would truly believe that you love me, haha~

♥Subaru: You know… I once wanted to die, ages and ages before meeting you. But now that I’m at your side… It’s different… Tell me, wouldn’t it be easier if I just killed the ones who sent you to finish me?

~Mukami~

♥Ruki: Do what your heart tells you to, Livestock. I can’t help you with this. You’re on your own. I don’t agree with any of these things, honestly. I believe you’ll make the right choice. But, if you choose to kill me… I’ll have to defend myself. So, choose wisely.

♥Kou: W,what?! Why do you have to… Are you that silly, M Neko-Chan?! It’s obvious which side you should pick! This… This is not fair… Don’t you think my opinion is important in this kind of situation?!… H-hey, look at me…

♥Yuma: Hah?! Sow, I’m just going to say this once, so get your shit straight! If you loved me, you would tell all those assholes to fuck off! Your past, and those hunters don’t matter anymore! Here, now, it’s you and me, you get it?!

♥Azusa: W,why are you… Telling me this, Eve…?!… We are so happy… Together… I… Gave away so many things… Just to keep you… At my side… And you…! Am I… Not important to you… Anymore?… S-stay with me… Eve…

~Tsukinami~

♥Carla: What a shame. I guess it was a waste of time to let this… Relationship go too far. Do you even think you can match my power, human? I’ve killed countless of your people. So, be wise and throw those thoughts away.

♥Shin: You’re one of those hunters… Heheh, it’s kinda fun how a handful of humans think they can get rid of us so easily. My power in battle is unmatched. Luckily for you, I’m giving you the option to deny your duties.

"hm, we shall see about that."

pairing: jason todd x reader

warnings: cursing, sexual situations, this is about jealousy,

prompt: jason and roy are going out clubbing and run into y/n and a friend.

End of the summer. Just got dumped by someone, actually a month ago but I’m still not over it. It’s time to do the one thing I dislike doing, but I like spending time with Haley. Haley loves to club, she says that even if you don’t drink you feel this experience of rush. The music will zone you out, the warmth of all the people, the strangers who dance beside you with *sometimes* the same goal to get lost for a while.

As Haley and I get dressed, both wearing her dresses since I don’t really have any clubbing attire, I contemplate what really has brought me to this moment.

‘flashback to a month ago lol’

“I mean, it’s not anything personal but-”

“What do you mean, not personal? You’re breaking up with your girlfriend of a year?”

“I didn’t mean it that way, it’s just that I am going to be enlisting and I can’t have you waiting around for me.”

“I can, I can wait for you. Don’t feel like it’s unfair to leave me here waiting because I’ve told you before that I am willing to wait for you because I love you. Don’t do this Austin. We’ve talked about this before.”

“I just can’t. Okay? I feel guilty, that everyday you will have to wait for me and you might not even be able to see me anymore.”

He walks towards me and starts to cradle me.

I accept the hug and whisper,
“If this is what you want. Go for it, but you should know that you aren’t the only person in my life that I stay up worrying about whether or whether not I’ll be seeing them alive soon.”

“Y/n, baby. I can’t do this. You should be happy with someone who can take care of you. Don’t choose me. Don’t choose someone who can’t stay up with you and cuddle. I can’t do that with you anymore. It’s just not fair to you. I love you, y/n. So much that I’m letting you go.”

“Without a fight?”

He kisses my forehead and sighs.

“I don’t want to fight and lose.”

As much as I wanted him to say that he was willing to take that chance, he didn’t. My heart broke. I was used to it.

‘end of flashback’

Austin was a really great guy. He’s happy now and I am still recovering. It’s time for me to get over it.

I put on my last touches, (makeup/accessories/etc), and give myself a once over in the mirror. Haley’s red dress looks great on me. I didn’t expect it too, since she’s got a lot of, let’s say, well, she’s a lot ‘fuller’ in those areas than me.

*smack*
Haley smacks my ass and checks herself out in the mirror as well.
“Hey hot stuff, you ready to go?”

“Yea, sure lemme just grab a bite for the car ride.”

She’s wearing a black dress and it looks great. We complement each other so well. Even though we both are different nationalities and we look so different, we just look, SO good next to each other.

The car ride is great, I haven’t spent much time with her lately, I’m either at work with Mr. Wayne, spending time with his family as odd as that sounds, or with my boyfriend, now ex boyfriend. I spend a lot of time with my bosses family, it’s actually not as weird as it sounds.
I found out about their little secrets as I was staying the night over in the manor and someone (Dick) woke up in a terror and was yelling about villains and it really didn’t take long for me to find out that Mr. Wayne was Batman and Dick was Nightwing. I mean, Mr. Wayne didn’t hire me because I was good at presentations and good at getting coffee. We were already close before that incident though. I felt like I was already apart of the family, spending time to babysit Damian when he was sick, or to help manage expenses of the Wayne enterprises at his very own home. He treated me like a daughter, and I couldn’t ask for more. He even approved of my boyfriends and spent time with me, since I don’t really have any family in Gotham.

I was really close to Jason, we share the same kind of humor and we like some of the same things. He was my best friend until he got busy with this girl from 'his field of work’ which just meant he was infatuated with some girl that was also a super hero type. He didn’t spend much time with me anymore even though we’ve been best friends for almost a decade. I’ve been with the Wayne family before and after Jason’s death, wildly enough. Connected by school I guess. Ya girl was smart enough to get a scholarship from Gotham Prep Academy and hopping from Wayne enterprises internships and the story goes on. It was okay that Jason wasn’t spending time with me because I had Austin. He’s not here with me now, it did get lonely without Jason but I understood that he had someone and I couldn’t just ask him to drop her to hang out with sad little me. It’s whatever. Really.

I sing along with the radio while riding with Haley. I missed this.

'Jason’s POV’
“Hey man, let’s go! Still trying to fix your hair? You should just leave the white streak, the lights will make it look so good.”
Roy says as he ruffles my hair with his annoying hand.

I swat it off and continue to spray my hair with the black hair paint.
“Let me be Roy, let me be.”

“You care too much about what you look like, don’t worry about it okay? We are going to have a great time at Strobes and meet some hot girls and we are going to enjoy the moment. When was the last time we both were single at the same time?”

I chuckle and grab my leather jacket™.
“Fair point, let’s go.”

We get into my car and I start getting lowkey emotional.
“Roy?”

“What?”

“Thanks for this man, you have no idea what this means.”

He puts his hand on my shoulder and laughs.
“Actually I do know what it means. You’ve told me copious amounts of time how much you miss (ex girlfriends name) and before that, how much you wish you and y/n were together, and before that, how much you wish that you could have that smooth Dick Grayson charm™. Or about-”

I smack the back of his head.
“Okay, okay, I get it. Thanks bud.”

“Always here for you man. Never forget.”

I start the car and I think about what Roy says as he plugs in the aux cord.

I haven’t thought about y/n in a while. I don’t know if I still have the same feelings towards her but I also haven’t seen her in the longest time. We both were dating other people so it didn’t make sense to be hanging with each other alone. I mean, Roy is great but movie nights aren’t the same or when we have lunch and y/n and I talk about books. It’s been a while.

“You haven’t been clubbing in a while, you miss it?”

“Roy, I don’t ever remember what I do in clubs.” I laugh.

“Yeah, maybe this time you can lay off the drinks.”

'normal POV’
We get into Stobes and I am a little perplexed. It’s not what I pictured and I don’t actually know what I expected. I mean, this club had valet and I knew it was a higher up club but inside?

Male models, were serving drinks. I swear these men have never looked so good. Half the club was low lighting, dark walls with metallic accents, nice booth tables and curtains. The other half was lower lighting and flashing strobe lights. It had a DJ and she was so beautiful and wearing a suit so nice I was about to ask her where she got it from. I look around the dance floor, it’s just barely packed. The people here are so hot and I start feeling a little insecure. It’s a good atmosphere and all of a sudden, a thought comes to mind.

“How expensive is this place?”

“Oh my God can you please relax a little? I know, I know, 'broke is a feeling and a experience you can’t shake off’ but don’t worry about it okay? I have silver membership here so it’s fine. Also you won’t even be drink alcohol so it’s not like you are paying for drinks. Don’t do this. Stop worrying, you look sexy and so do those boys over there. Make friends sweetie, I’ll get us drinks.”

“I’m actually starving, meet me at a booth.”

“Yea, yea, sure.”

I dance my way over to a booth and look through the menu. Mildly expensive but I’m used to seeing pricey meals going out to eat with the Wayne Family. I order some fries and some slider for Haley and I to share.

She comes back and we start talking about all the hot people we want to dance with later.

'Jason’s POV’

“Siiccckk.”

“Oh this place is nice Red. You did good.”

“Told you Jay, you never listen.”

We are about to step into the club and Roy frowns.

“What’s wrong?”

“Forgot my membership card, I’ll have to pay like $60.”

“I got you, don’t worry.”

“What? Oh, you think that the money is an issue. Cute. We have to wait in line you dingus.”

“What is that? Waiting in line? Never heard of it.”

I walk towards the security guard.

“Man, what are you doing? You can’t just ask to cut. That’s not a thing. Stop-”

I pat the securities shoulder and grin.
“Charlie! How are you?”

Roys jaw drops.
“You aren’t trying to Wayne yourself out of the line are you?” Roy whispers.

I wink at Roy, he doesn’t know that Charlie here also is security for Wayne tower. Only during the week days though, guess he’s here during the weekends.

“What’s up Mr. Todd?” He smiles back.

“Roy here forgot his card, but we are willing to pay the 60 dollars to get in. You think you can let this slide and not have us wait in that long line there?”

His smile begins to drop and I quickly regain the deal by saying,

“C'mon Charles, we are members. We just don’t want to let the night waste away. We can pay more for the inconvenience?” I smile, “Just this once?”

He regains composure and says,
“Just this once, Mr. Todd. Have a good night, sign here please.” He nods towards me and pats my back.

“Thanks man, I’ve got your back.”
I slide my card through the machine and sign our names on the list.

We walk in and I’m in awe.

“Dude, it’s been so long since I’ve been here. It looks so much better than-”

Roy grabs my shoulder and heads to the booths.

“Oh my God Jay, look who else is here!”

He starts waving and I can see y/n and her friend (Hannah?) looking at each other and eating.

That Hannah girl sees Roy and then whispers something in y/n’s ear.

'normal POV’
“Are they waving at us? They are soo hot. Do we know them?”

My brows furrow as I look up.
Oh my God! It’s Jason and Roy!

I stand up immediately and get ready for hugs. I haven’t seen them in a brick.

God they look good. Always hitting the gym and fighting off villains. Keeps them nice and tight.

“Hey! How are you guys?”
Roys pulls me into a hug and ruffles my hair.
“Hey kiddo, what are you doing in a club like this one? You’re a bit young?”

They always tease me. I miss it.
“I’m only two years younger than you, big boy. We are spending a girls night together, how about you?”

I let go of Roy and I hug Jason.
It’s bone crushing, just like normal but he lingers a little longer than usual.

“Hey Jay.” I say quietly. “How’s it been?”

“Good, good seeing you again.”

“It’s been a hot minute.”

I quickly remember Haley and let go of Jason.

“Oh, Haley, these guys are my friends, Jason and Roy we met at the Barbecue in June.”

They nod and Haley introduces herself.
“I am Haley, y/n and I were about to go dancing but she got hungry so we are finishing up a meal. How about you guys join us before we part for the night?”

“Sounds fantastic,” Roy smiles as we all take our seats again in the booth.

Haley is sitting on the outside, followed by me, then I’m sitting next to Roy, Jason finishing the table off.

We conversate about how I haven’t seen the boys and we haven’t hung out and all that and movies we’ve seen. Haley and I finish eating before they do and decide we should start dancing.

“Thanks for stopping to say hi,” I say while wiping my mouth off, “but we are ready to dance so please excuse us.”

Haley and I start by dancing with each other and she’s talking to me about strategies to make boys feel welcome to dance with me.

'Jason’s POV’

“Dude, they look really spicy tonight.”

I hit Roy lightly and continue eating my burger.
“You can’t say that, we are talking about y/n, use other words.”

“Why can’t I? She’s looking really nice and so is her friend. You think they are single?”

hm. I have to think about that one. Is y/n single?

“Uh, Haley is definitely single. She’s the one who brought y/n here, you know y/n doesn’t go clubbing. She doesn’t even drink.” I chuckle and continue, “And if you are asking me, y/n is definitely single. She probably wouldn’t be here if she wasn’t. Also, look at how Haley keeps nudging her in that guys direction. Why would she be doing that if y/n is already with someone? I also didn’t hear her say anything about Austin at the table so she’s probably not with him anymore.”

“Are you over her? If you are, can I try? Please?”

I mean,
“uh, I am definitely over her but, are you sure? What’s this about?”

“I don’t know, she’s looking really good tonight and I don’t see any issues with her, she’s a great candidate.”

Roy finishes his beer and rubs my upper back.

“Go for it man, don’t do her dirty though.”

“Eh, I’m not looking for a relationship. Hope she understands.”

I smirk thinking about how wrong he is and how he is going to be rejected. I know better than anyone that she is really into commitment.

“We shall see about that, talk to her.”

“Hey, if she rejects me, we shall finally know if you two really belong together.”

I take my Sprite mixer down with the last bites of my burger and smile.

“Go get em, tiger.”

'normal POV’

As I lose my tenseness listening to some remix of one of Chance’s songs I find myself dancing with a stranger while Haley dances with a guy in the corner of my eye. I keep and eye on her as I dance.

“You look a little thirsty, want to get a drink?” The stranger says while he leads me to the bar.

He orders a vodka shot and I get a clean martini. He talks me up about how my dress looks nice and my hair smells good and I realize that this guy is a bit much. Thankfully, as I down my drink, a hand is pulling this guy away from me.

“Hey sweetcheeks. How’s your night going?”

“Roy, are you drunk?” I giggle.

“A little, are you drinking?” He puts his hands on his hips like he is about to scold me.

“It’s a clean martini. The buzz will be gone in point two seconds.”

He steps closer to me and leans on the bar table. Shielding me from others.

“Y/n, why don’t we dance?”

I laugh, knowing that he is drunk and not thinking straight. Maybe he is a truthful drunk, and it will be fun.

I order one more glass and down it in a second and take Roy’s arm.

He whispers terrible pick up lines into my ear and I can’t stop laughing. I lose myself listening to the music and in his comfort.

He dances behind me, hands on my hips and roaming around my stomach.

'Jason’s POV’
As I dance with this girl I can see Roy making his signature moves™ on y/n. She’s sitting on a bar stool and talking to some guy, rolling her eyes and I giggle. Roy pulls him away and starts making her laugh. God, she’s so cute. He shows her his arm muscle when he leans onto the bar and I know y/n is looking because she told me herself that built arms are a real turn on to her.
It looks like she didn’t notice and they make their way onto the dance floor together. It’s making me a little heated seeing Roy whisper into her ear like she always tries to do to me.

I am not jealous. I’m just remembering all the things that I used to be attracted to when I liked her.

Those feelings came back.

Shit.

'normal POV’
Roy is dancing with me really smoothly. I turn around and leisurely wrap my arms around his neck.
“Those heels look like they hurt.”

“Yeah, it’s fine. I’ve had worse.”

“Worse dance partners or worse shoes?”
He slurs the question and I laugh.

“You know, y/n, I could fall for you.”

“Is that so? I could say that about anyone here hun, you’re just drunk.”

“Nah, I mean it. Or you and I could just,” Roy leans in and kisses my neck, “we could just spend a night together, just friends afterwards.”

I’ve never heard an idea so good. Well, it’s been a while since I’ve done it. It’s not a bad idea to do it with Roy, he’s someone I trust and am comfortable with. It’s a good time too, we both aren’t dating anyone so…

I run my hands through the back of his neck and kiss his jaw.

“Sounds like a plan, hope-”

Suddenly I am cold and Roy has disappeared into the crowd and I see Jason in front of me.

My longtime #mcm. Cockblock.

“Hey, what the hell? Jay, you couldn’t have chosen worse timing.”

“We need to talk.” He says in a rush as he pulls me towards an elevator that I didn’t see before.

We step in and I hear him mumble before looking straight at me and saying,
“I don’t like you messing around with Roy.

As beautiful as classical music is, there’s only so much one can stand before the songs begin to blend in with one another. Emil is bored of it all. He needs something different, something more.

But what?

There’s electronica, songs from the 80s, punk rock songs. There’s love ballads, there’s hip-hop and pop. There’s so many choices, and Emil is going crazy because of it. Even Mickey notices that Emil’s acting differently because of his indecisiveness. He’s quieter, more withdrawn. When someone brings up routines, he seems to clam up. The only way they know that Emil’s decided on a song is when he cheers up a bit. He’s not as happy as he usually is, but… it’s an improvement. Even then, nobody knows what to expect, not even Mickey.

And then comes the conference where skaters reveal their themes for the season. The usually bubbly skater has an unexpectedly somber look on his face, as if he had come to a major decision. Other onlookers are worried. When his turn to speak comes, skaters are absolutely shocked.

“Mr. Nekola,” they ask, “what is your theme for this season?”

“Well, you see.. My theme for this season is very deep and profound to me. I feel I am finally strong enough both mentally and physically to perform these feelings as a part of my programs. I truly hope you will also feel what I do, deep inside.” He takes a shaking breath, holding the small board tight in his hands. “My theme for this season is…”

Everyone is on the edge of their seats. What will Nekola, the man once on top of the skating world, do?

“…annoying my boyfriend, Michele Crispino.”

Introducing a brand new season!
Short Program: “Be Mine” by Ofenbach
Free Skate: “Hey Mickey!” by Toni Basil
EX: “Happy” by Will Pharrell

@goddamnit-mira

Confessions - Dally Winston Imagine

A/N: Hope you all enjoy this! I’m exhausted but stayed up late to post it anyways

Word Count: 625

Warnings: None

Pairing: Dally Winston x Reader

It feels like Dally won’t ever pick up. The phone has been ringing for at least two minutes and I’m about to give up when Dally finally answers. “Who is it?”

“Hi to you too.” I sigh. “Can I come over?”

Dally clears his throat before asking suspiciously, “Why? Is something wrong?”

“Yeah. Logan and I broke up.” A wave of sadness washes over me when I say it aloud and I struggle to keep from crying. “I get it if you’re busy-”

“Doll, shush. Come over and I’ll get you a couple drinks. If you want we can stay in one of the rooms and ignore everybody.”

“Alright. I’ll be over in like ten minutes, okay?”

“Alright.” Dally hangs up and I get my jacket on and grab my switchblade. I plan on walking there. Hopefully, some fresh air will help me clear my head.

On the walk to Buck’s house, I force myself to focus on nature and houses, determined not to cry or be too sad about Logan. I’m relieved when I see Buck’s house and am, for the first time, truly happy to hear the loud music, talking, and laughter. Pushing open the front door, I begin looking for Dallas.

I sigh when I fail to spot the blond greaser amongst all of the people but become relieved when I see Dally comes down the stairs. “Hey, Y/N. I got us a few beers, so come with me.”

Nodding, I follow Dallas to his room. He shuts and locks the door once we’re in and sits on the bed beside me. I watch as Dally pops the top off of a beer and take a sip when he hands it to me. “Thanks,” I force a smile.

“Don’t,” he shakes his head and opens his own beer. “You don’t have to act happy. Breakups suck.”

“Yeah, they do.” I take a longer drink of beer. A few more swallows of the alcoholic beverage and I’m looser. I feel better.

Dally’s looking a little different too. He has a dark look in his intense blue eyes and he’s finishing his second or third beer already. “Y/N?”

Finishing my first beer, I look up. “Hm?”

“I’m glad you and Logan broke up.”

“Why?” I squint at Dallas, a little angry he would tell me that. “Is it funny to you that I’m sad?”

“No!” Dally looks offended that I could even think that.

“Well,  then why?” he opens another beer and chugs half of it in just ten seconds, then hiccups.

“Cause I love you,” he confesses, his words all slurring together. “But,” Dally hiccups again, “You don’t love me back.” Sorrowfully, and drunkenly, he stares at the neck of his bottle.

“I do…” I whisper. It feels as though someone else is speaking through me, and it’s not just the alcohol making me feel that way. What’s being said is true. It explains why I’m upset when Dally’s in a relationship. It explains why I dream about him. It explains why whenever I see him, I get a fluttery feeling in my stomach.

“Love me? You love me?” Dally’s eyes meet mine. His pupils are dilated and he looks disbelieving of every word I’m saying.

With a nod, I hug him. He hugs back at first, but soon goes limp and leans all of his weight against me; He’s passed out from having four beers so quickly. I tuck him into the bed the best that I can and toss our used beer bottles in the trash before laying beside him and taking his hand in mine.

Fairy Tail Ch. 538 Thoughts

I am so happy with this chapter!?!?!?!?!?!

1. The Nalu angst is still there. I definitely think they will have a while to go before they reach canon. Natsu suddenly disappearing when the war seems to finally be over was a great way to leave things/us hanging.

2. Gray actually used his demon slaying powers! We didn’t see it reach its potential given that Gray vs. E.N.D never really happened, and well, better him taking out the demon powers in Lucy rather than him doing nothing except be an air con hey?

3. As a big Gruvia shipper I gotta talk about THE PANEL. I don’t think I even need to pull the panel out at this point, lmao. I am so, so happy that Mashima used this part as a reminder that hey, he hasn’t forgotten about 453 or Gray’s answer, and he’s working towards that by letting us know Gray wants to apologise to Juvia properly.

Then the flashback to 499!?!?!?! Just!?!?!?!?!?

Both panels were so very unexpected. I had no hopes or expectations for Mashima to touch on Gray’s thoughts or initiative, so I am therefore very happy and very excited for when Gray and Juvia finally do meet!

Because for once, Gray initiates something, and IT IS GONNA BE GOOOOODDDDD. I can feel it!

Mashima didn’t disappoint us with the Gruvia in 416. 499 was also very well done.

Given that what Gray wants to apologise for is left vague, I am open and happy with anything that he would bring up to Juvia. Whether it’s going to be everything (Avatar, leaving her lying in the middle of a war, hurting her in 499, etc), or just what happens in 499 - I’d be joyous.

Then an explicit or indirect proposal, then finally sealing the deal with a kiss!

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CANON IS COMING UPON US, HECK YEAH.

  • but when HE’S sick he’ll either work till he’s dying or keep it from everyone. He’ll completely deny he has anything unless it puts the team in danger (ex: lightly poisoned? mamma didn’t raise no pussy. Contagious poison? don’t touch me im sterile) 

  • sleep is a suggestion to him. Alteans don’t need as much sleep as humans anyway, but coran is constantly awake and ON THE MOVE. basically a cryptid

  • he’s always around in case any of the paladins have nightmares or insomnia at night or something and makes them sweet root tea or something. :’’-)

  • eyes and markings glow when super happy or excited (allura too!)

  • he’s ripped as fuck hes goddamned beefy and when the paladins find out they’re like: ?!?!?!?!

  • lance: he’s….. thicc
  • coran has no favorites (lance) but will go the extra mile to make every paladin laugh if they’re feeling down
  • talks to the lions when repairing them or just hanging around them. he tells them stories and jokes. blue thinks he’s sweet but green nearly falls over laughing bc she thinks he’s so funny. then when he tells a pidge a joke and she doesnt get it he’ll grumble and say smthng like “green would have laughed..”
  • this guy CAN FLIRT 
  • seriously, one time they were on a mission and both coran and allura were there for diplomatic reasons and the prince of the alien planet started getting fresh with allura. coran swoops in.gently takes his hands. leads him away from allura looking into his eyes. he’s got the most charming voice and smile ad says something like “ i can see the universe in your eyes” tHE ALIEN IS DEAD HE’S ENDED. 
  • paladins have memes about him 
  • “vore me daddy coran” (this is his least favorite)
  • * pidge goes up to the beefiest alien with the biggest muscles ever* “coran… is that you… how did you get here…”
  • *lance and keith making out* “you know who’s the best?” “hmm?” “coran” “lance what hte fuck”
  • they actually love him a lot and when they’re concerned abt him he doesn’t quite get it bc he’s the advisor not a paladin or the princess?? ‘why would you guys worry about me im replacab-” “NO??? FUCK OFF??? YOU’RE THE BEST???”
  • has TONS of tiny scars on his hands from mechanic work but they’re so fucking smooth and soft like a little baby hand. everytime he takes them off u can hear someone running down the hall “GLOVES OFF” and someone dives to the ground to hold his hand
  • WANTS TO FIGHT EVERYTHING? 
  • i mean he’s very diplomacy first and shit but if someones down to fight or threatening the paladins… gloves off. he socks them right in the face and starts a huge fight which he wins. it’s actually a little scary.like he’s all dirty and torn up and wiping blood from his nose with his knuckles and spits on the guy he just pummled. the guy is crying. he turns back to the paladins with a wide grin and and goofy laugh “sore losers am i right ;-)”
  • allura can beat him in a fair fight and he doesn’t hold back (too much) 
  • hands shake when anxious and gets real clumsy. ;ike theres a line. normally he has sturdy hands, if he’s nervous or anxious or paranoid they shake like the devil and he trips over stuff and you want to keep him out of the mechanic room (unfortunately thats the first place he’ll go) however he can stitch up your wound faster than lightning, and is very calm in the face of real hardcore danger

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I LOVE YOU , I TRULY DO .

TITLE: I love you , I truly do 

PAIRING : No one in general ( Avengers x reader )

WORDS: 1857 

WARNINGS: suicide attempt , depression , sadness , happy ending

A/N: My first story  had a sad ending so here it is my second offcial story with a happy ending . I am so sorry if any of this triggers you . I didn’t mean to .

@supersoldierslover  Taw I can’t explain to you how thankful I am for your help . Thank you for being so supportive. 💖💖💖💖

I hope you guys like it . Thank you so much . 

@emilyevanston  @thatawkwardtinyperson  @justareader  @marvelatthepeople  @topkay  @marveloussssworld   

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“What are we doing?”, you asked clearly annoyed . “The decision regarding your  place in hell or heaven is still pending .So we got some time to spare .”, the guard said . You have been roaming the seams of the sky for the past half an hour . You didn’t try to kill yourself just to wait so long to go to hell /heaven . “So , what are we going to do . Just  roam like this . This is so stupid . Uhhhh…..”. “Well no . We aren’t going to be roaming like this . I have an idea.” “What is it?”,you asked giving the guard an irksome  look . “I was thinking why not do some visiting. See how your friends are doing .” “What NOO…? I don’t want to go .”,you said not believing that he was going to drag you back into the life  you tried to leave behind . “Do you really think you have  a say in it. You’re funny. Now come on .” You groaned as he dragged your soul along with him .

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Diabolik Lovers Christmas ー Special Short Stories ;; ENG Translation

Hello everyone!

Somebody asked me to translate a Christmas-themed magazine article which has recently come out. Sadly, I can’t repost the original scan so if you want to see the cute chibi art featured on the page, you’ll have to go look for it yourself.

Either way, enjoy! 

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anonymous asked:

I was starting to like Mick, but his death makes sense in a "the show is getting really cluttered with characters all involved in the same storyline" way? I'm just glad it wasn't Eileen. What did we do to get all the Cas mentions? The first one in the beginning I was sure was going to be all we got, but they just kept coming. Would rather have actual Cas tho..him meeting Eileen and knowing how to sign perfectly. Sigh. He never meets anyone.

SAME. As far as the “glad it wasn’t Eileen” part.

But at first I was sort of wondering if Mick might be on a track for redemption, but he pretty much sealed his fate after 12.09 for me. I’ve been expecting him to bite it for weeks now. :P

EVERY. TIME. WE got Eileen, we got a Cas mention. I’m sure that wasn’t significant or important or relevant to anything in particular. :D

And yeah, I would rather have actual Cas than just worry for him and talking about him, but I have to confess I do love me some Pining Dean. (I’m one of the freaks who likes s7 because it’s basically nonstop Dean Pining) (don’t even get me started on the back half of s11 ALL PINING ALL THE TIME)

The last person Cas met though… was Charlie. That did not end well. Hopefully they will meet someday under auspicious circumstances.

Now I kinda want Eileen to get mentioned at least once every few episodes. Just Dean asking how she’s doing, or Sam giving him an update.

AND OH GOSH SHE AND SAM FACETIME SO HE CAN LEARN TO SIGN. And it happens often enough that even Dean knows the routine that he has to look at the camera when he talks to her EVEN WHEN HE’S DRIVING I mean they made it look like this is a regular thing that happens all the time AND I AM SO HAPPY ABOUT ALL OF THAT.

Oh my gosh Eileen was the best thing about this whole episode.

Hooray for bucklemming taking a Robbie Thompson original character and not bucklemming her.

Yes, bucklemming is now a verb.

Badass - Happy Lowman

Requested by @dazzling-roaring-20s. Hope you enjoy it love. Thanks for the request.

Warning- Shooting, mention of blood. Happy cuteness over load lol

Abel’s birthday party was in full swing. Music bumpin, kids running around and everyone having a great time. The guys laughing everyone was in a wonderful mood.
Pulling up to TM you got out of your jeep and took the present out of the back seat. Walking over to Happy and the guys.
“Hey Y/N, what you got there”. Jax asked
“Its a present for the birthday boy, where is he by the way”?
“He’s probably inside with Tara and Mom, you can put that gift you didn’t have to get over there”. He said pointing to the table.
“Yea I did every kid wants presents, I’m gonna go inside and say Hi”. “I’ll be back in a minute Hap”. You walked past him patting his back.
“That girl has a serious crush on you brother”. Tig said wiggling his eye brows
“Yea shes a good girl, I could be in a thing with her”.
“A thing so that means you love her, Killer loves Y/N”. Tig sung
Happy slapped him up side the head.  Tig rubbed the back of his head still singing it.
Inside was a different story croweaters were helping set up streamer and balloons getting frustrated with Gemma telling them to move them a few inches this and that way.
“Hey Gem, you need any help”?
“Hey sweetheart, Yes can you take Abel outside and play with him. He wont stay out of the cake. Dipping his little fingers in the icing”. She said taking Abel away from the cake once again.
“Sure thing, come on buddy lets go get Uncle Happy”. You said cheerfully.
“Yea”. Abel screamed running out the door.
Walking out you saw Abel attacking Happy. It was the cutest thing you ever saw. A guy you was in love with playing with his nephew.
You ran over to help out Abel.
“Hey thats not fair, your supposed to be on my side”. Happy said laughing.
“I am but I think this is more funny”.
Happy picked up Abel tickling him.  Hearing screeching tires you turn to see a truck with three guys coming out with guns. Thats when the bullets starting flying. You grabbed Happy who was still holding Abel and shelled them with your body on the ground.
Looking around the clubhouse you saw Jax , Tig , Opie and Chibs shooting back. You grabbed Happys gun out of the back of his pants and just started shooting. Everything was happening so fast. Two of the shooter fled as the third laid bleeding on the ground.
Happy came up behind you taking the gun, giving you Abel. You ran inside and gave him to Tara.
“You ok baby”. Gemma asked concered.
“Yea I’m fine just a little winded”.
“SHIT Y/N your bleeding”.
“What”? You looked down and saw blood sepping out, lifting up your shirt there it was a bullet hole in your side.
“Y/N you need to ly…” was all you heard before you passed out.
Tara rushed to your side checking your pulse. Jax and Happy came running in. Happy saw you his face turned ghostly white.
“She’s shot we need to get her to a hospital’.
"No, no hospitals”. “ You can fix her up here on”.Jax said
“I need my stuff its at the house”.
“I’ll go”. Jax took off.
“Happy help me get her to the table”. Happy picked you up carefully and laid you on the reaper table.
Tara looked you over and it was a through and through but it nicked a vane that would stop bleeding. She and Chibs worked for two hours patching you up. Happy pacing back and forth. He was scared that he was going to lose you.
“She good, but shes not just out of the woods yet we got to worry about infections”. She said cleaning up.
“Can I sit with her”. Happy asked.
“Yea you can”. Closing the door to give you privacy.
“Come on Y/N you have to wake up”. “I have so many things I want you to know”. He took your hand and held it.
“I’m falling for you Little Girl, your the only woman I can be around that knows me for who I am besides my mom”. “You never look at me like I’m the killer that I am”. “My mom loves you, everytime I go see her she always ask ‘how are you and if we ever decided to settle down together”. He laughed  
You moved you head slightly to see a tear run down his face, you raised you hand and wiped it away.
“Hey little badass”. He smiled
“I’m falling for you too Hap”. “I’m so relieved your here with me”.
“You can’t do this again ok, don’t scare me like that”.
“ I just wanted to be as badass as you”. You looked around “Abel ok, are you ok. What about everyone else”? You tried to get up.
“Stay put, everyone is fine and some of the guys are finding these shooters”.
“You should be out there”.
“Their going to call me  when they find them”.
'Hap"?
“Yeah”.
“When you going to get your butt over here and kiss me”?
Happy kissed you long and hard, his hands traveled your body skipping over your bullet wound. Your tongues dancing together as he squeezed your breast leaving a soft moan from you. You ran you hand down his chest stopping at his semi-hard cock pawing at it, giving the tip alittle rub.
“Um..Jax is here”. Tara said embarrased.
“Ok, I’ll be back in a few”. “Be good”. He said getting up.
“You might want to know that you can’t have sex for two months, you will miss up your stiches”.
“Well I guess we have to finish this a lot later”. Happy winked walking out.
TWO MONTHS LATER
“Fuck Y/N, Your so wet”.
“Only for you Happy, Oh God”. You moaned throwing your head back as Happy hit the right spot.
“Will You be my Old Lady”. Happy grunted
“Fuck, Yes I Will”. You screamed out coming
Two months was well worth the wait, to spend all day making love to your Old Man for the first time.

Λόγος

Title: Λόγος
Summary: Bill Cipher and the Axolotl were simply never meant to see things eye to eye.
Characters: Bill Cipher, the Axolotl.
Rating: K

A/N: this is for @cipherpeaks. Thanks a lot for your donation, I hope you like it!

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Bill knows nothing about him, and that annoys him to no end.

He’s supposed to know all about everyone; knowledge is his gimmick, along with power beyond imagination and a great taste in clothing and drinks. And the best sense of humor. And singing voice. And eyelashes.

Basically everything about him is great, really, but knowledge is supposed to be the thing he’s best at, what he has in spades. His eye is supposed to see into the most secret truths of the Multiverse and, for the most part, it is true. Yet, when he turns it to the Axolotl - the oh-so-great divine being everyone keeps going on about - he sees nothing. Nothing.

“What are you, you overgrown space salamander?”

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The Sirens’ Song

summary: it’s a pirate’s life for Washington and the crew, who run one of the most highly-feared pirate ships on the ocean. Struck by a recent tragedy and a new recruit they navigate the seas in an attempt to continue what they do best: pirating. When they are faced with the impossible task of choosing between loyalty to the crew and finding again what they once lost, will they make the right choice?  

words: 3,068

a/n: hey, everyone! I had this wild idea for a PIRATE/MERMAID AU so here I am because, of course, I have nothing better to do than start another series, right (yikes)?? Anyways, I am pretty happy with how chapter one turned out and I’m pretty pumped about it! Please let me know what you think, feedback would be greatly appreciated, and if you liked it, be sure to reblog so other people can read TSS too! :) 

tags: if you want to be tagged in upcoming chapters, shoot me an ask!

dedication: @sinmineral for helping me write this at 4AM last night lmfao thx my dude


The wind roars as the waves whip across the ship and soak the deck in a freezing, salty spray. The crew slides into the masts, frantically pulling at riggings and trying to navigate the ship around the storm.

“Someone needs to tend to the port-side mast! NOW!”

“On it, Captain!”

The crew is like a well-oiled machine. We trust our captain and obey orders without question. There is hardly an opportunity to panic because we synchronize so well.

The water begins to calm as we sail forward, the boat rocking back and forth dangerously fast over the remaining waves.

“Ahh,” the captain sighs with a small smile, letting go of the rigging that controls the largest sail. “Well done, everyone. It seems we’ve seen the worst of it for now.”

The crew and I give a small cheer, but we do not get too hasty—we still are not completely free of the bumpy waters.

“Should be smooth sailing from here on out, Captain Washington,” the lookout calls from the crow’s nest, putting away a spyglass.

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