hey mom look what i did

your arms around me, and i’m home

pairing: riley matthews & lucas friar 
word count: 2,034
prompt: “day six: hugging - just let the kids hug gosh dang it”
written for: rucas fanfic week 2017
summary: because home isn’t always four walls and a roof, sometimes it’s two arms that keep you warm and a heart that loves you. 
notes: this has been a scene that has been stuck in my head for literal months now and i finally sat down and wrote it and honestly?? i’m so pleased with the results. this actually takes place in my sign of the times fic universe, during riley and lucas’ senior year of college, so it’s almost a preview of the future of sorts, but oh well. this is very fluffy and heartwarming and i’m really proud of it. please enjoy! 

“Hey, what did your mom want?”

Lucas didn’t respond right away, and Riley looked up from the cereal she had been eating. She smiled when she saw Lucas standing in the doorway, a nervous look on his face. They had been woken up that morning by Lucas’ phone ringing, his mom telling him that he needed to get over there. She hadn’t offered much of an explanation, but Riley had still been half asleep when Lucas slipped out the door.

Truthfully, she still wasn’t fully awake as he was coming back through the front door twenty minutes later.

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SKAM “FEEL IT COMING” TRANSLATION

Vilde: How cool was last night!! Noora and Yousef tho!! How good friends are we?

Eva: Very good. Did they hook up?

Vilde: I don’t think so, but it looked like Noora liked him

Eva: He’s really hot. Do you know if he’s available Sana?

Yousef: Sorry, I didn’t know you were home!

Elias: Hei!

Sana and Elias speak arabic.

Sana: I was trying to pray, turn down the music

Elias: Chill!

Yousef: How was it yesterday? How did you have it?

Sana: Fun.

Elias: Your friends were pretty. Why haven’t you told me you’re on a russebuss? 

Sana: There’s alot of things I haven’t told you, Elias. 

Elias: But you’ve told mom?

Sana: She doesn’t care.

Elias: You know she cares.

Sana: You were on a russbuss yourself!

Elias: Yeah, because I’m a boy.

Sana: So what?

Elias: You know what people will think right? We don’t want people to hate on you. We want your best. I’m a boy, I don’t get hate, it’s chill for me. 

Sana: Thanks for the advice Elias. 

Elias: Calm down, hey, listen! Say hi to Noora from me! She’s pretty though.,

Someone gave my mom an old photo album. I really wish they hadn’t…

by reddit user sleepyhollow_101

Every once in a while, something very interesting will come into my mom’s library.

We live in a small town, so people often go to the library for answers, knowing that my mother has an extensive background in researching things like history and genealogy. Those are the people we get most often, actually: people with questions about their own family history. Oftentimes they’ll come in with partial records and ask my mother to fill in the gaps. She’s always more than happy to do it. Not only is she good at it, but it also serves as an acceptable reprieve from the relative boredom of small-town life.

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Hooked

Hooked | Guard

Series: Worth Fighting For

Note: Hey! This is Day 1 for write-a-thon! I’m kicking it off with part one to an amazing series that I’m super excited for. Like, seriously, I’m so fucking excited to share this series with you guys. I really enjoyed writing it. Also, I’m gonna try to incorporate boxing terms into each title for this series…I’m gonna fail, but might as well try lmao.

Word Count: 3623

Pairing: Thomas Jefferson x Reader

AU: Boxing

Warnings: No smut…yet.

Summary: Thomas Jefferson, a world-famous boxer who is pegged as a self-centered asshole that has everything — good looks, fame, fortune, talent — trains for his big fight against Alexander Hamilton. When he moves to Washington D.C. to be closer to his family, he meets someone who will look past his outer shell and get to know the real him.

“The #2 pound-for-pound fighter and current world cruiserweight champion, Thomas Jefferson is rumored to have moved to the DC Metro Area for personal reasons. Many are wondering how this is going to affect his preparations for his big match in three months when he defends his title against newcomer Alexander Hamil–”

Thomas turned off the TV with a sigh. He was sick of this. The media never gave him a break; they were always up in his business, exposing everything that went on in his personal life for profit. Thomas felt like he never had a break from anything. But then again, he wasn’t supposed to be taking it easy. He was supposed to be training for a huge fight he had in three months, but instead he was in his new, half-unpacked apartment in the center of D.C.

Thomas’ thoughts were interrupted by his phone ringing in his right pocket. He groaned as soon as he saw the caller ID before he pressed the green button, holding it up to his ear.

“What?” Thomas snapped, somehow already annoyed with the person on the other line.

“What the hell are you doing in D.C.?”

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Coming Home - Spencer Reid x Reader

Summary: Spencer gets released from prison and comes home to the reader and their daughter.

Y/N - Your name

Y/D/N - Your daughter’s name

Word Count: 1,169

Author’s Note: Sorry I’ve been gone for almost two weeks :( I went on vacation with my friend and then came back to so much make up work and ap testing. Hopefully you guys don’t hate me, here’s this! :)

It had been weeks since the three of you were together, hell, it had been two weeks alone since you visited him in there. Spencer looked absolutely horrible when you did, bruises aligned his jaw and he had a black eye that stuck out like a sore thumb.

It was obvious he was going out of his mind in that place when he snapped saying that he was capable of murder, even though you knew it wasn’t true. You worried about him almost every second after that moment and just wanted him to come home, but you couldn’t show your daughter how scared you really were.

She asked almost every night when daddy would be coming home and lately you were running out of excuses, but telling a seven year old what was really going on was just not an option.

Your thoughts ate you alive most nights, but you couldn’t stop blaming yourself until you would eventually fall asleep.

*phone vibrates*

It was four a.m when this was going on and you were usually passed out until at least seven, nothing was waking you up tonight.

After four missed calls, they gave up.

Once the sunshine hit the curtains Y/D/N came running in your room and hopped right next to you in bed. She seemed to always be full of energy in the mornings, which wasn’t a good thing on weekends.

“Mommy! Mommy!” Y/D/N was pushing you a little by now trying to get you up.

“What? I’m awake..” your eyes hadn’t opened because you were determined to get a few more hours of sleep. It was Saturday anyway, you had nowhere to be.

Y/D/N let out a loud sigh that made you open your eyes and laugh.

“Oh we’re pouting now, are we?”

Y/D/N nodded and crawled under the covers next to you. Her hair was long enough to be put into a tiny ponytail but it never seemed to stay tamed, especially after sleeping. Once she had turned four it was apparent she had gotten her daddies hazel eyes, which wasn’t a problem until now, when all you could see was him while looking at her.

“Someone was knocking at the door a few minutes ago but you and daddy told me not to answer to strangers, but I think they gave up.”

You looked at Y/D/N with confusion, it was 7 a.m, who was at the house this early? Oh no. What if something happened to Spencer? You jumped up and searched for your phone that was scattered somewhere in your sheets.

Four missed calls from Emily Prentiss. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

You didn’t even bother putting a sweatshirt over Spencer’s old t-shirt and walked as fast as you could to the front door. If something happened, you had no idea what you were going to do.

The peephole wasn’t even a thought before you yanked the door open to see Spencer standing there.

You were completely frozen seeing him, shock completely took over your body. This wasn’t real. You felt tears rolling down your cheeks but couldn’t move. For all the times you’d dreamed this, you never thought it would come true.

“Y/N.”

His voice felt like home, something that hadn’t been the same since he was gone. Relief washed over you but before you could get a word out Y/D/N came running past you and latched onto Spencer’s legs.

“Daddy! You’re home!” Y/D/N’s smile was as big as could be, as was his.

“I missed you so much goober.” you watched as Spencer kneel down and hug Y/D/N.

“I missed you too, I lost a tooth!” Y/D/N took a step back and smiled showing the hole inside her mouth. Spencer’s mouth dropped playing along as if it was the coolest thing he’s ever seen.

“No way! Wow, did you put your tooth under your pillow for the tooth fairy?”

“Yes, mommy helped me and I got five bucks the next morning!” Y/D/N pointed at you and giggled as Spence looked up at you.

“Well isn’t that awesome! Hey Y/D/N, wanna go get me some water while I talk to mom?”

She nodded and ran into the kitchen.

“I uh, um..” you tried saying something, anything really, but you had no idea what to say.

Spencer stepped towards you nodding, understanding everything that was going on in your mind. He knew you like the back of his hand, surprises were not your thing.

The height difference between you two was perfect for him to kiss the top of your head. You loved this, especially when you would get stressed.

“I’m sorry.. I’m so sorry Spence.” you mumbled as your face was scrunched against his shirt, which smelled of faded cologne.

Spencer looked down at you confused, “You’re sorry? Baby, what do you have to be sorry about?”

“All of this is my fault, I never should’ve let you go across the border, especially alone.”

Before he could react to what you just said Y/D/N came running back in with the glass of water. You backed out of his arms and watched as your daughter and husband talked.

Spencer kept looking over at you to make sure you were okay and flashed a couple smiles until you got up to go to the bathroom, or just sit in there.

After a few minutes a light knock came on the door,”Y/N, could I come in?”

You quietly sighed saying yes and unlocked the door. You sat back down on the side of the tub as he walked in, staring at the floor once he shut the door behind him.

“Can we talk?”

You nodded, “About what?”

“About you feeling guilty, because you shouldn’t.. At all. I was going even if you hadn’t agreed Y/N. None of this was your fault.”

“Okay.” you mumbled so low that he could barely hear you.

“Y/N.. please look at me.”

You shook your head and wiped the tears that had fallen. Spencer bent down and took your hands in his.

“Baby..” his voice cracked, “please?”

You squeezed his hands then looked up for your eyes to meet, Spencer gave a slight smile as you realized how badly you missed his touch. Those puppy dog eyes were all you needed right now.

“What do you need me to do so you’ll feel safe again Y/N?.”

“I just.. I can’t lose you again.”

“You’ll never lose me Y/N.”Spencer leaned in and placed a kiss on your forehead still holding your hands.

You smiled at those words, “Good.”

Spencer leaned back and glimpsed at your shirt and messy hair smiling, “You’re beautiful Y/N but I think that shirt is pretty awesome too.”

You blushed and shoved his shoulder, “You’re too sweet to me Spence, but you know I always steal your shirts.”

“That’s okay, you wear them better than I ever did.”

prompt: “I just want a hug.”
pairing: dean/cas
tags: high school au, bullied!dean, artist!cas, hurt/comfort, 
for @winvhesters

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Special thanks to @amazingstuartwhoisnotonfire who gave me wonderful ideas and inspiration when my brain had died. Love you, Moose

He finds Dean outside, under a tree. His legs are pulled up and he’s hugging them, head resting on his knees. Cas can’t tell if he’s crying or not- he would have been, after what had happened. But he’d never seen Dean cry, except for that one time at his mom’s funeral.

Castiel quietly sits down next to his friend. Dean looks up at the sound and the feeling of Castiel’s leg against his, and he definitely cried. His eyes are red and there’s still tears on his face.

“I’m not- I didn’t- I didn’t cry.” He huffs angrily and sniffs.

“I know.”

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  • Mako: Oh, hey, chief. Did you get my report on the triad murder?
  • Lin: Yeah, I looked it over. Nice work.
  • Mako: Good. Thanks, mom.
  • Lin: ...
  • Mako: Why is everyone staring at me?
  • Asami: You just called Chief Beifong "mom."
  • Mako: What? No, I didn't. I said, "thanks, ma'am."
  • Lin: Do you see me as a mother figure, Mako?
  • Mako: No. If anything, I see you as a "bother" figure, 'cause you're always bothering me.
  • Korra: Hey, show your mother some respect!
True blood son...and daughter - Damian Wayne x Sister!Reader

Summary : Your first meeting with your half-brother didn’t really went well, both of you being quite hot headed…Slowly but surely however, you guys warm up to each other. 

It’s meh, I’m so dissatisfied with my writing lately…hope you’ll still enjoy it :

 (My master list, by the way : Right here )

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-Don’t forget I’m the true blood son ! 

-Oh yeah ? That’s funny because you know what ? I’m the true blood daughter ! So your argument is invalid. Do you think before you speak ?

Your father looked between you and Damian, not knowing what to do…This wasn’t going how he wanted it to go at all. 

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Your first encounter with your half-brother Damian was…tense, to say the least. One day your dad came home with the boy, and boom, I guess you had a new brother. You were super excited. At least at first. You quickly realized that he wasn’t really…the nicest. 

Even before your father explained where he came from and all, you knew he was definitely your brother. He looked almost exactly like your dad when he was a kid. Almost exactly, because his eyes weren’t blue but green, and his skin was way darker than your father’s pale complexion. Other than that…it was like seeing a mini-Bruce. You hoped he wasn’t like your dad mentally too, because that was gonna be a nightmare…And he wasn’t. He was worst. Oh my god so much worst. 

The first words he uttered to you were full of disdain : 

-You look weak. 

Your father stiffened, ready to intervene. He knew that with you, this could go only two ways : you’d loose all control and fight Damian, or ignore him completely, much like your mother would. Your mother, Catwoman, champion in ignoring people that annoy her since the day she was born. You took the second option, and with a little smile that made Damian fumed, you turned away from him, going back to the work you were doing on the bat mobile before your dad emerged with your brother. Hum. Half-brother. 

But Damian wouldn’t have it. He already met the other batboys, and he made sure they knew that Batman’s TRUE son was home. He went too you, under your father’s gaze. Your dad was still ready to lunge forward between you two. 

-Did you hear me ? 

-Yes.

Damian was confused. Even Dick, who seemed like the most collected one, reacted to his provocations. And here you were, kinda ignoring him, a smug look on your face. He had to assure his superiority on you, and you had to react for it to work !! 

-You look very weak. 

-You already said that. Redundant. 

-You look like you…

-Hey, listen, I know what you did to Dick, Jay and Tim ok ? Won’t work with me, I don’t care about your little need to feel better than us. So here we go, I’m gonna tell you know : hey, you’re better than me. Cool right ? I bet you feel great now. 

-Well at least you know your place. 

Oh damn. You were doing such a good job. You were being so calm and collected, like your father taught you. You should have kept ignoring him, just like your mom did to people she didn’t like…You knew he was eventually going to say something that’d make you mad. And here. “Know your place” ? “KNOW YOUR PLACE” ? How dare he ?!  

You stood up to face him. He was almost as tall as you, even though he was definitely years younger, no more than 10, and you were already (your age). You were kinda short. Like your mom. In the corner of your eyes, you could see your father coming towards you, but you made him understand with your eyes that he shouldn’t intervene. You needed to do this. And so he stopped, and looked at you two. 

-Do you want me to teach you your place ? 

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Silly man

So, I tried loves. My mom is still in the ICU but she is getting better. I hope to update more this coming month. ALSO. I have a comic con coming near me and TOM FELTON is gonna be there. So stoked! Anyways, enjoy.


“Now just to warn you, my brother is going to be there,” Newt explained as he and you were walking up the steps to his family’s house 

“and he’s very, well let’s just say persistent” you stop and stare at your Hufflepuff friend. 

“Newt, If I can handle some crazy magizoologist who risks his life every day and gives me Anxiety everytime he steps out of the apartment, I’m sure I can manage some egoistic man” you reply. 

Newt smiles at you and turns around. Newt walks up to the door and knocks. You noticed how tense he was and so you grab his hand to try to calm him down. 

It was a platonic thing you did but if you were honest, you wanted to do so much more than just hold hands. It was no secret that you had feelings for your best friend. 

Newt however, was too oblivious to notice anything. Or maybe he was just too caught up in his own feelings to notice yours. Newt was about to pull his hand away when the door opened. 

“Newton! so great to see you. I haven’t heard from you in ages,” his mother stood in front of the two of you, wide smile and warm demeanor.

 “Come in, and you must be Y/n” she says turning towards you. 

“it’s lovely to meet you Mrs. Scamander” you say politely. 

“It’s nice to meet you too” she replies. 

“Please, sit down and make yourself comfortable” she calls walking into another room. 

She returns with Newt’s dad next to her. 

“Nice to meet you Mr. Scamander” you say holding out your hand. 

His dad shook it and sat down across from you and Newt. You and his dad strike up a small conversation when a new presence enters the room. 

“Y/n, I would like you to meet Theseus, my brother” Newt says with a hint of annoyance in his voice. 

You stood up and walked over to him. 

“Lovely to meet you Theseus” you say politly.

 “It’s my pleasure Y/n, my brother never said how stunning you are” Theseus says flashing a bright smile. You smile back, not wanting to be rude. Unfortunately, you don’t notice Newts jaw clenching. 

“I’d love to get to know you better Y/n” Theseus says. He puts his hand on your arm and leaves it there a bit too long. You give him an awkward smile before moving away from him. 

“Um, sure” you reply. You turn around and look at Newt. He is looking at the ground and clenching his hands. 

“Newt, would you like to come with us?” you ask, hoping he would say yes. 

“Oh I’m sure my brother would be fine on his own. Maybe he can go visit the hippogriffs” Theseus cuts in before Newt even opens his mouth. 

Theseus takes you hand and leads you outside. Newt is boiling with rage at this point. How dare his brother comes and steals you away, looking at you like nothing but an object. 

Newt stomps his way over to the counter and pours some firewhiskey. He chugs it all and stares with discontent at the door. 

“Newt, you’re going to explode the door if you keep looking at it that way”. Newt turns around and sees his mother. 

“Mum!” Newt yelps in surprise. 

“Newt, would you like to visit the hippogriffs. They always did make you feel better when you were a kid” She says. 

She looks at her son with concern. She always knew that Newt felt inadequate to his brother. She loves both her sons equally but couldn’t help but hurt for Newt. 

“I guess” Newt mumbles. 

He walks out to the enclosures and sees some hippogriffs. 

“Hello there lovelies. It’s me Newt. I’ve missed you” Newt coos. 

He takes time brushing and feeding each one. He feels at home, in his element. he almost forgets why he was upset. 

He walks back into his house covered in feathers and some dirt. He has a dopey little smile on his face. He walks over to his mother and hugs her. 

“Thank you mum, this is exactly what I needed” he whispers. 

“Hey, Y/n I know we just met but, I am entranced by your beauty. Would you like to go to dinner sometime?” Theseus asks. Newt’s face falls and his anger returns. Before you could answer Newt walks over to you. 

“Theseus. Can I speak to you. Please.” Newt says dangerously low. He practically drags Theseus from the couch to the hallway. You follow them but stay behind the wall. 

“What’s your problem little bro?” Theseus asks. 

“My problem is that you always take everything I love away” Newt growls. 

“Really Newt? Still so childish. Thought you would have learned. You take what you want” Theseus scoffs back. You begin to turn a crimson red from anger and embarrassment. 

“Theseus you have known about my crush on Y/n for years now! How dare you come in and try to charm you way into a date only to break their heart” Newt practically yells. 

You peak your head around the corner and see Newt seething with rage and his hand clenched. Ready to punch. 

“Newt! Don’t hurt him” you squeak out. Newt whips around and stares in horror. 

“Y-Y/N! I um, I can explain um” Newt begins. 

“Newt…” you say softly. 

Before you could say anything else Newt bolts. He runs out the back door towards the hippogriffs. You quickly chase after him. You take a step bback when you enter the hippogriff barn. 

It was so, well, so Newt. It was outdoories but had a sense of comfort. Hell it even looked like Newt’s case. You hear mumbling come from one of the stables. 

You slowly walk over, careful not to disturb any of the hippogriffs. You look in and see Newt sitting next to a baby and its mom. He is holding the baby and brushing its feathers. 

“Hey” you say. 

Newt looks up and so does the mother. You bow and keep eye contact with the mom. It soon bows back and lets you closer. 

“Newt, why did you run out on me?” you ask, staring at the baby. 

“Because i made a complete fool out of myself” Newt murmurs. 

“No, you didn’t Newt” you tell him. You two sit in silence for a bit. The baby hops towards you and you stroke its back. 

“Did you mean what you said? That you love me?” you ask breaking the silence. 

“No.” Newt answers quickly. 

Your face falls and your heart drops. Newt looks over and frowns at your expression. 

“oh” was all you could manage out. 

“Well, isn’t that what you wanted to hear? I mean my brother is far superior in most aspects.” Newt says with his head down. You scoot closer and bring your lips to his cheek. 

“Newton you are a silly man. I’ve had feelings for you for years” you whispered in his ear. Newt bolts up and scares a couple of fwoopers in the rafters. 

“P-Pardon?” He stutters out. You roll your eyes and stand up. 

“You would think someone as smart and handsome and amazing as yourself could see how much I am in love with you” you say. 

You aren’t sure where the sudden confidence is coming from but you’ve been waiting to say this for ages. A giddy, childlike smile makes its way onto Newts face. 

“Do you mean it?” Newt asks. 

“Of course I do” you peck his nose before taking his hand and leading him out of the barn. 

Newt is too shocked to say anything. Before you could enter the house Newt spins you around and slams his lips onto yours. 

“I love you so much. I can’t believe you actually feel the same way” Newt giggles out. You wrap your arms around his neck and bring your faces close. 

“You silly little Magizoologist. How could I not fall for you?” you reply. Newt’s eyes are filled with joy as you enter the house. 

“Thank you so much mum for having us but, I think it’s time we go.” Newt says. You and Newt leave hand and hand, this time as lovers. 

However, you both missTheseus in the corner with a hidden smirk on his face. 

“Bout time they got together, don’t you think” he says looking at his parents. 


Abandoned//Scott McCall

Characters: Scott McCall, Malia Tate, Derek Hale, Reader.

Originally posted by hvproductions

I fell in love with you at 3:16 on March 4th. It was a Tuesday, I think it rained. I met you at 8:02 on September 26th. It was my first day of school, I was new to town. Lydia was my peer guide so I sat with you at lunch. You made me laugh. I laughed all the time with you, Agent Scotty.

“You’re really going to sneak into coach’s office and do it?”

“Yes! Stiles has done it. I’ll just redo it and put it on his desk. He’ll never know I flunked the test.” Scott shrugs.

“I don’t have a good feeling about this.” You sighed.

“Trust me. I’m like a spy. He’ll never know I was there.”

“A spy, huh?” You giggled.

“Agent McCall.” He raised an eyebrow.

“Sounds too formal…” You looked up at his smile.

“Agent Scotty.” You laughed, his smile widening as he laughed with you.

“Agent Scotty at your service.” He saluted you.

“Well, Scotty, I need the flunked test on my desk by 4 p.m. You better not fail me!”

“Yes, chief!” He shouts as he takes off down the hall to coach’s office.

You were my best friend. You had Stiles and I had Lydia, but we had each other. You were my net.

Do you remember that time we got caught cooking a 3-course dinner at 4 o'clock in the morning by your mom? I do. She was so mad at first, but then she grabbed a plate and sat down and ate with us.

What about that time we’d convinced Stiles that Leonardo DiCaprio was never in Titanic? He was so pissed when he found out we’d tricked him. He told Lydia he loved Ryan Gosling’s work in that movie. He wouldn’t talk to us until we brought him pizza and a life-sized cutout of Leonardo DiCaprio in the movie. I think he still has it in his apartment.

Did I tell you that Lydia and Stiles are engaged? He proposed last week.

Do you remember our first date? You took me to the reserve. We became official there. It was January 6th at 10:42 p.m. That was a Monday.

“Scott it’s super dark out here.”

“Trust me, Y/N. Please?”

“Okay. I do trust you. It’s just..really dark.” You grasp his hand and he squeezes it.

You walked until you reached light. You looked over the town, sighing as Scott approached the edge.

“You brought me to our spot.” You smile.

“Oh but of course. Where else would I take you?”

“I don’t know..” You look around. “Promise me that that if this doesn’t work out we’ll still be friends?”

“God, Y/N..you’re my best friend. Nothing, and I mean nothing will change that.” He stood behind you and wrapped his arms around you. “Besides, why is that even a question?”

“I don’t know. I just thought I’d ask.”

He kisses your cheek. “I plan on staying your boyfriend, if you don’t mind.”

“Boyfriend?” You look up at him.

“I mean…yeah. I thought so…is this weird? Am I making this weird? I didn’t know if we were official or not so..” He blushes.

“No, I like it. You’re my boyfriend.” You laugh.

“Good. That makes me feel better.”

I told my mom about you that night. She knew you only as my friend. I’d never told her I’d liked you. I gushed, and as embarrassing as it is to think back on, I’d do it again, just so I could talk about you like you were brand new.

I lost my virginity to you, it was February 14th. Super cliche. But you knew that, you were there. The sex was terrible and we both knew it, but it was Valentine’s Day, it was supposed to be romantic. We cuddled afterward, that was the first time you spent the night. I remember thinking how warm you were, I loved it. We woke up the next morning and you ran out of my room, afraid of my mom coming in. She wouldn’t have minded, she loved you. She knew that you were the one for me.

The next week was amazing. We were closer than we’d ever been. It was obvious to everyone that we’d taken that step but we didn’t care.

“God, Y/N…just go to the janitor’s closet already.” Malia rolls her eyes.

“Oh shut up. I’m just looking at him.” You roll your eyes.

“No, you’re devouring him.” She nudges your arm as you continue to stare.

“I can do that. He’s mine.” You smile at Scott across the room and he smirks.

The day I fell in love with you I’d just wrecked my car. My mom wouldn’t answer the phone and I walked to your house for help. You found me standing outside. It definitely did rain, now that I’m talking about it, because I was dripping wet. I even you remember you saying something flirty about it. I stood there shivering, my arms crossed over my chest. I was wearing that big blue jacket of yours. You pulled me inside, your warmth already making me feel better.

“Babe what happened?” Scott asks you, unzipping your jacket.

“There was a deer. I swerved to miss it and hit the guard rail.” You sighed, pulling your wet hair up. Your makeup was smeared all over your face.

“Look, I know I’m supposed to support my girlfriend and all but you’re a hot, hot mess.” Scott gives you a once over.

You laugh and step out of your shoes. They squelch as you put them to the side. “Thanks for that support then.”

“I’m just saying. Look, I’ll call AAA and we’ll take care of it. For now, come upstairs and get changed.”

You nod and take his hand as he leads you upstairs.

You changed into his T-shirt and some boxers, climbing into his bed. “Babe hold me. I’m cold.” You pouted at him.

He sits on top of his sheets, holding you in his arms. “I called while you changed, they said they’d get your insurance number from your mom.”

“Thanks, Scotty.” You sigh into his chest.

“Hey, that’s what I’m here for.” He smiles.

“Scott….” You mutter.

“Yeah, babe?” He looks down at you.

“I’m in love with you.” You said proudly. You knew he’d reciprocate, you’d heard him say it in his sleep.

A big smile spreads across his face. “I love you too.” He kisses you gently, your wet hair falling into his face.

You took care of me so well, everyone knew we’d get married. We even looked into getting married in a state that would allow us to get married as minors. We never did though, we kept putting it off. You said you’d never proposed so it wasn’t official, but I knew it was because of your mom and dad. You never talked about their relationship much, you just swore up and down to me you’d never become him.

We never got the change to get married.

I lost you June 19th. I know the exact time. Every time I see I flash on a clock my heart breaks. It was 9:29 p.m. You’d gone out with Derek to talk to an alpha of another pack. Derek showed up on my doorstep, unable to speak. My last words to you were ‘don’t do anything stupid.’

You heard a knock at your door, you figured it was Scott so you ran to it before anyone else could answer it. It was Derek, he’d been crying. He had tears running down his red cheeks, he was bent over, he looked emotionally drained.

“Derek, what’s wrong?”

“Scott. H-he…we were all calm and we trusted the other alpha…he just…” He sniffles and you lean against the door frame.

“Derek…what’s going on?”

“Scott…he’s…he’s gone. The other alpha broke his neck..I just..God it happened so fast, Y/N! I’m so sorry!”

You fell to your knees, a scream ripping from your throat. This wasn’t real, it wasn’t real. This was just one of those dreams that Scott would hold you through. You’d wake up in Scott’s warm arms and he’d be stroking your hair.

“No…no it’s not real.”

“Y/N, I’m sorry. I took him to the hospital.”

Your sobs rang through the house, your vision going blurry. You felt your body go numb, the only thing you could hear was your heart pounding. Your tears soaked the front of your T-shirt. It was Scott’s, you’d kept it from the time you wrecked.

Derek squatted in front of you, holding you as you cried.

“He’s gone Derek. He left me! He left me in this stupid town and now I have no one!” You screamed. “I’m all alone! He abandoned me! The love of my life is dead!”

I’m sitting here writing you this letter. I hope you can read it in spirit. I plan on leaving this at your grave..your mom said they clean it up every week. So, read it before then.

I did find a ring in your room. Your mom let me go look after you died. It was in the second drawer in your desk. It had a blue post-it with my name on it. It’s beautiful. I still have the post-it. I left it on my fridge just so I can still see your handwriting.

I better end this letter before it gets too long. I love you, Scotty. I miss you.

I’m Here Now (Tony X Daughter!Reader)

Characters: Tony X Daughter!Reader

Universe: Marvel, Avengers

Warnings: Mention of car crash, death, injury

Request: Can I request a tony x daughter? He doesn’t know about her yet. She’s about 14/15 years old. Her and her mom got into a bad accident. The mom dies and reader needs a blood transfusion so when the drs test her they match her to Stark. He gets the call and rushes over. Realizing he’s a dad to a teenage girl now he has the team ready a room and he welcomes her into his heart and makes her feel extra special since she lost her mom.


Originally posted by robertdowneyjrfanfacts

The Avengers were having a casual night. Tony had left to answer a call, and they carried on with their steady talk, till Tony came rushing back in. “Tony, what’s wrong?” Natasha asked. He was pale.

“T-There’s…. The hospital called, something about a car accident, and… apparently I have a daughter.” Tony admitted. The team looked at each other, before looking back at him in shock. “Oh god I have a daughter… I need to go.” He announced, before rushing to leave, the team following him closely behind.

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LGBTQIA+ Sentence Pack

For trans, genderfluid, genderqueer, gay, bi, pan, ace, non-binary, demi, and all other labels/terms under the lgbtqia+ umbrella.. Also some ally-friendly things too  // also feel free to add more 

  • “So, you wanted to talk to me about something?”
  • “I’m just a little different from before, it’s not bad but.. I don’t know how you’ll react.”
  • “You seem anxious today, is everything okay?”
  • “I need to tell you something really important!”
  • “Whoa sorry, i didn’t know you were changing in here-! Wait?”
  • “Ah-! Get out of here! Forget what you saw!”
  • “Why should it matter?”
  • “I thought you’d think of me differently..”
  • “Hey, stop crying, what’s wrong? What did you want to tell me?”
  • “Ple-Please don’t be mad o-or dislike me..”
  • “Why are you looking in the mens/womens section?”
  • “I’m only looking in the boys/girls for a bit, shut up!”
  • “Um.. I found this in your closet?”
  • “Why were you in my closet? What did you find?”
  • “Why is there a ton of makeup in here?”
  • “My mom leaves her stuff everywhere, gees..”
  • “..It’s okay.. It doesn’t change how i feel about you.”
  • “Thank you for understanding so well..”
  • “So.. You’re not a boy?.. But you’re not a girl?”
  • “I’m not a boy or a girl, I’m just-!.. Me.”
  • “Whoa.. ..That’s so cool!”
  • “I know, I’m sorry i didn’t tell you this sooner- Wait what?”
  • “This is news to me. I have to think for a while.”
  • “Please don’t leave, please!.. It’s nothing new!..”
  • “But I like ladies and I like guys”
  • “I realize it’s a surprise…..”
  • “I’m gettin’ bi”
  • “Oh yeah, I’m lettin’ my bi flag fly”
  • “I’m a bi kinda guy/gal”
  • “My, oh, my, it’s a fact I can’t deny”
  • I”’m bi, bi, bi until the day I die”
  • “Oh, you’re just gay, Why don’t you just go gay all the way?”
  • “I’m afraid someone might say “Oh, you’re just gay, Why don’t you just go gay all the way?””
  • “That’s not it ‘cause bi’s legit”
  • “Whether you’re a he or a she, we might be a perfect fit”
  • “Whether you’re a he or a she, I’m here. I love you.”
  • “Being bi/pan does not imply that you’re a player or a slut”
  • “You might just catch my eye because I’m definitely bi/pan/gay/etc”
  • “It’s not a phase; I’m not confused; Not indecisive.”
  • “I don’t have the “gotta choose” blues”
  • “I don’t care if you wear high heels or a tie”
  • “It doesn’t take an intellectual to get that I’m bisexual /etc”
  • “This is how I want to see my body..” 
  • “ i kissed a girl/boy and i liked it. ”
  • “I’ve always been this way. This has always been me.” 
  • “Nothing’s changed because I’m ___” 
  • “Nothing changes for me. I accept you.” 
  • “I swing the other way.”
  • “It’s cool that you swing the other way.”
  • “I don’t know what my gender identity is. I just know what I’m not.” 
  • “If I hear one more pan sexual joke…” 
  • “Pansexual? Does that mean you like pans?” 
  • “I’m ____” 
  • “Pansexuals are magical.”
  • “Yup, I’m pansexual, which means I like pans.”
  • “I’m not going back into the closet.”
  • “Well, looks like the cat’s out of the closet.”
  • “Let’s let this cat out of the closet? I’ll be here for you.” 
  • “Let’s let this cat out of the closet.” 
  • “You’re coming out… I want you to be comfortable.” 
  • “I am tired of hiding.”
  • “I’m tired of lying.”
  • “I am tired of hiding and I am tired of lying by omission.” 
  • “I suffered for years because I was scared to be out.”
  • “I’m here today because I am gay.” 
  • “You know if you reversed that Death Note character, Light’s last name, Yagmai, it spells out I am gay.” 
  • “I didn’t realize how many people actually knew…” 
  • “Was it that obvious?”
  • “Oh trust me, you aren’t that straight.” 
  • “I’ve seen the way you look at me.” 
  • “Be who you are.” 
  • “I’m not ashamed to be me.”
  • “I’m not ashamed to be me.”
  • “What’s wrong with being unique?”
  • “I am proud of everything that I am and will become.” 
  • “ There are so many qualities that make up a human being…”
  • “Accept no one’s definition of your life; define yourself.”
  • “ I don’t have any secrets I need kept anymore.”
  • “Gay people don’t actually try to convert people.  That’s Jehovah’s Witnesses you’re thinking of.”
  • “Heterosexuality is not normal, it’s just common.”
  • The fact is, I’m gay/bi/trans/___, always have been, always will be, and I couldn’t be any more happy, comfortable with myself, and proud.”
  • “There is no gay agenda – it’s a human agenda.”
  • “All of us should be treated the same… Long live love.”
  • “It’s okay. It may not seem like it right now, but you are going to be fine.”
  • “ I know it’s scary, but don’t be afraid.”
  • “You are who you are, and you should love that person.”
  • “Let’s get one thing straight…. I’m not.”
  • “I’m not gay, I’m not straight, I’m GRAIGHT!” 
  • “Cupcakes are just gay muffins.”
  • “Spaghetti is straight until it gets wet.” 
  • “I’m not straight, I just bend both ways.” 
  • “I’m from lesbos, I only come in peace.” 
  • “Instead of ‘gay friends’ can we say ‘homiesexuals’?”
  • “Not gay as in happy but queer as in fuck you.” 
  • “Be a fruit loop in a world of cheerios.”
  • “Don’t ask me about my orientation because you’re not going to get a straight answer.” 
  • “I like my men like I like my wallet, big and covered in leather.” 
  • “I like my women like I like my coffee.” 
  • “You come out as yourself.” 
  • “I’m not a dude, I was born intersex.”
  • “You don’t get someone to fall in love with you. They fall in love with you because of who you are.” 
  • “I have a medical condition called androgen insensitivity syndrome.”
  • “It’s not something you can get.”
  • “I was born with XY chromosomes, but I developed as female, okay?”
  • “The pills I take are estrogen/testosterone because my body doesn’t make any.”
  • “That little bitch is threatening to tell my ___ I’m a _____.”
  • “I’m proud of my __(intersex/bi/etc)___ ___(child/friend/etc).” 
  • “I meant what I said, I don’t care if you were born a little different.” 
  • “I was born a little different…” 
  • “I have something to tell you…”
  • “No one should be pressured to slap on a label so that someone else can define them.” 
First Time interaction starters: hospital edition

Because some of the people who have had the most impact on me were folks I met at the hospital. Contains different hospital settings (ER, inpatient stay, psych ward)

tw: hospitals, mental illness, injury, physical illness

“I heard the nurses say that nobody had come to see you yet, I figured you might have been lonely.”

“Who are you and why are you in my room?”

“Hi, I’m a friend of ____’s. They couldn’t come visit so I went instead. Here - they wanted me to give you this.”

“You’re not who I’m looking for! Where is ____?”

“Hi, I’m in the next room over…Do you think you could help me with something?”

“Stop coughing on me, I’m only here for a broken finger and I don’t wanna get sick!”

“Here, you can have my seat.”

“You look freaked out, I remember I used to be so scared of doctors as a kid. You’ll be fine don’t worry.”

“Where’s your mom/dad? Do they know what happened to you?”

“Hey, I’m here to perform for you guys and I wanted to double check if you wanted to come out and listen.”

“You’re not dying are you? Oh god please don’t die sitting next to me.“

“You must be the new patient, just stick with me and you’ll be fine.”

“Did they diagnose you with anything? I’ve got _____.”

“I’m sure your family will be here soon.”

“Do you want me to stay with you until someone shows up?”

“Looks like we’re gonna be roommates, please tell me you don’t snore.”

“Hospital food am I right? Haha….okay but are you gonna finish that?”

“Why aren’t you eating? The food isn’t that bad is it?”

“I swear if they bring in another preacher to tell me god is going to cure my depression I’m going to scream.”

“Do you want more pillows and blankets? I’m on the nurse’s good side, I can get you some.

“You’re gonna get better, don’t worry.”

Trans/Genderfluid Starter Pack
  • “So, you wanted to talk to me about something?”
  • “I’m just a little different from before, it’s not bad but.. I don’t know how you’ll react.”
  • “You seem anxious today, is everything okay?”
  • “I need to tell you something really important!”
  • “Whoa sorry, i didn’t know you were changing in here-! Wait?”
  • “Ah-! Get out of here! Forget what you saw!”
  • “Why should it matter?”
  • “I thought you’d think of me differently..”
  • “Hey, stop crying, what’s wrong? What did you want to tell me?”
  • “Ple-Please don’t be mad o-or dislike me..”
  • “Why are you looking in the mens/womens section?”
  • “I’m only looking in the boys/girls for a bit, shut up!”
  • “Um.. I found this in your closet?”
  • “Why were you in my closet? What did you find?”
  • “Why is there a ton of makeup in here?”
  • “My mom leaves her stuff everywhere, gees..”
  • “..It’s okay.. It doesn’t change how i feel about you.”
  • “Thank you for understanding so well..”
  • “So.. You’re not a boy?.. But you’re not a girl?”
  • “I’m not a boy or a girl, I’m just-!.. Me.”
  • “Whoa.. ..That’s so cool!”
  • “I know, I’m sorry i didn’t tell you this sooner- Wait what?”
  • “This is news to me. I have to think for a while.”
  • “Please don’t leave, please!.. It’s nothing new!..”
5

Liam x Reader

Requested By Anon


“But you can’t!” Mason sighed as he hurried after Liam.

 

“Mason it’s not a date ok, she wants to put being part of the Lacrosse team on her application for college and I said I’d help her make the team.” Liam explained.

“Hey I am all for helping my sister but Liam, it says a week before the full moon you’ll be attracted to someone and you could accidentally mark someone.” Mason was attempting to stop Liam from hurrying over to you before class started and Liam stopped.

 

“So, I mark someone, it’s not like I’m an alpha.” He started walking to your locker when Mason growled under his breath.

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Second Chance

Hey everyone!! BLAH!!! Sorry it’s been so long since I posted, I’ve been a little down in the dumps and struggling with motivation. But here’s a one shot I wrote for a couple challenges, hope you like it!!

For @not-moose-one-shots Bethtastic 6K Writing Challenge my quote was “Gee, Mom, I guess you’ll have to send me to a military school to straighten me out.”

And for @highonpastries Pastries 250 Celebration my quote was “Why it is always you three in charge whenever the world goes to shit.”

Dean x female hunter, reader insert

Word Count: about 1750

Warnings: none really… canon-typical violence, sassy reader & Dean back and forth, kissing, brief reference to nookie, but no actual SMUT

Quotes are bolded in the text

Here’s my masterlist for more stories! The next chapter of The Hunt That Changed Everything will be out soon too, I’m almost finished with it, so be sure to get caught up! XO

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Great. Freaking fantastic. Leaned up against your car, you grumpily kicked at a rock, sick of waiting. You only came to help with this stupid hunt because Garth begged you to… but you weren’t going to be happy about it. The last time you’d worked with the Winchesters you found yourself being used as vamp bait.

That part hadn’t been so bad, but the fact that the Dean had practically failed at noticing you were a woman when the time came to blow off some steam pissed you off bad enough to bail promptly afterwards. He shamelessly flirted with you the entire hunt and you even shared a brief but passionate frencher at the bar afterwards. But then the bastard had disappeared from the bar after only one drink while you were in the bathroom. It’s not like you’d expected a relationship or anything, but you heard through the grapevine that he was up for a good time and you were rather disappointed you didn’t get to discover exactly how good for yourself.

Well, there would be none of that on your part this time. He had a chance and had blown it and you weren’t really one for fresh starts. As the black impala came roaring up the dirt road, you moved around to dig in your backseat, trying to ignore your body’s involuntary reaction at seeing and hearing that damn sexy car approaching, knowing who was behind the wheel. You rolled your shoulders and cracked your neck side to side getting yourself into work mode as the muscle car pulled up next to your cherry red, beefed up ‘74 Ford Bronco.

“'Bout time,” you commented loudly as Sam and Dean exited the car, a dark haired man in a trench coat folding out of the backseat behind them. “Was starting to wonder if that POS had you stranded on the side of the road somewhere, but it must’ve just been​ Dean’s grandma driving,” you snarked as Sam walked up to you, grinning ear to ear at the insults you were already slinging his brother’s direction. 

He knew that something had happened between the two of you on the last hunt… something that has resulted in your prompt departure the morning after you finished up. Dean, of course, had given him nothing more than a pissy, “Shut up, Sammy,” when he’d asked about it.

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Pee in a cup - Theo Raken

can you do another one like this I loved it? I liked the kinda protective part though so maybe if you could do something like y/n is pregnant and Scott or Derek or Theo or Stiles is protective like really protective

warnings; swearing?? im not sure, NOT EDITED!!! NOT EDITED!!

REMEMBER Y’ALL WRAP IT BEFORE YOU TAP IT!!!!!

a/n BITCHES IM BACK, DID YA MISS ME>????

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

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nowhere to run, part 1

Pairing: Jerome Valeska x Reader
Rating: T (for this chapter, M for the series overall)
Words: 1800
Summary: After escaping from Arkham, Jerome needs somewhere to hide out while the police search for him. Fortunately, there’s one person in Gotham he knows he can always count on. Well…maybe.

Nowhere to run to, baby, nowhere to hide
It’s not love I’m running from
It’s the heartbreak I know will come

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High School Band AU: Chapter One

Here it is! I almost forgot this was ready, just waiting to be posted. Hope you like it!



“Well, that was disappointing…”

“You’re being too polite. That was awful.”

“I knew holding auditions would be stupid. You made me waste the whole week on this.”

“One week that you couldn’t skip class to jerk off to whatever weird shit you’re into, Saeran…”

“Shut up before I’ll break this pretty face of yours, Zen.”

“Ah, come on guys, let’s not fight right now, we have bigger problems right now?”

“Yoosung is right, nobody met our expectations, we still don’t have a vocalist and the festival is in less than a month…”

“Can’t we really ask Rika to come back? “

“I talked to V about this. She’s still recovering.”

“From what? From her diva tantrum?”

“Saeran, don’t even start, please…”

“No, fuck that! Is she still sensitive because she realized she’s not that perfect and she doesn’t have her boyfriend to cover up for her anymore? Come on, I can’t be the only one thinking about this! Saeyoung, some help here?”

“Oh, I don’t have a vote here, I’m just the DJ, or at least that’s what she said…”

“I’ll take that as a help. See? That girl has a major diva complex!”

“Saeran, don’t talk about my cousin like that, please.”

Okay, you’re pretty sure by now you shouldn’t be listening to this conversation. What were you even thinking? Coming here was a stupid idea, entering by the wrong door was a stupid idea, even considering this audition was stupid! Mental note: never let yourself be hypnotized by a pair of dreamy eyes! That is how you mother got pregnant, right? You giggle, your mom is pretty funny when she’s not running away to follow her frustrated dreams from her teenage days…

“Guys? I found one more!” you’re taken aback by this redhead guy pointing to you behind the curtains. Shit! “Aren’t you a little late?” he asks playfully.

“I… got lost.” You say, trying to avoid his gaze. “Anyway, I’m going now…” you try to turn your back on him, but he grabs your hand and leads you to the stage. “W-wait, I… I don’t…”

“Don’t be shy! Hey, guys, look what I found!” he points at you in a exaggerated way. Did he really just call you a “what”?

You find six pairs of eyes staring at you. Five guys and one girl look at you curiously, as if you were some kind of alien or something.

“What’s your name?” the brunette one asks without any expression in his face or voice.

“Hum… MC.”

“Okay, hum MC, what are you going to sing?” the brunette puts his pen on a paper waiting for your answer. He’s… scary, he looks like a teacher.

“I… I, okay, this was a misunderstanding. I was… I was trying to find the magician club.” Is there a magician club? Shit! Why can’t you even lie properly right now?

“The magician club has meetings on Wednesdays.” The blond one states and smiles sweetly, oh… maybe this one is nicer.

“Don’t act like the magician club is cool, Yoosung.” The silver haired one scoffs, gaining a glare from the blond one. “Are you lost, sweetie? Maybe I can help you…” oh, wait! This one you actually know, he was in the musical theater club too, what was his name again?

“Ugh, there he goes again…” this other redhead groans and mutters, giving quick annoyed glances to you. Oh… so this one next to you and that one are twins, okay.

“Yes, Zen. Let’s focus. What are you going to sing?” the girl finally says something, she looks more patient than the brunette one, but she is also pretty intimidating, and her haircut is cool!

“I… am not going to sing. This was a mistake. I should get going…”

“Are you scared? Don’t be! We won’t bite… well, maybe I will, but that can wait…” the redhead with glasses wiggles his eyebrows looking at you. “Haha, I’m just joking! You should see your face right now…”

“I’m not scared and I’m going! Sorry for taking your time, this was a misunderstanding.”

“You’re already here, why don’t you sing?” the brunette says, looking at you, you can see a little annoyance on his features.

“I… I can’t sing. I don’t know how.”

“Yes, you do! I know you! You were on the musical theater club! I remember you, quiet weird girl sitting in the back just doing backing vocal… do you remember me?” how could you forget Zen and his brutal honesty?

“I do…”

“So you can sing!” the blond one says and everybody stares at you again… that was stupid! That was so fucking stupid of you!

“I can, but I… I… look, this was stupid, okay?”

“Yeah, no shit!” the redhead without glasses scoffs.

“Excuse me?” you ask, did he interrupt you to make fun of you?

“You were hiding, listening to our conversation, then pretends you’re all innocent and shy when we catch you and keep lying to us even when we already know you’re lying! Come on, this is very stupid.”

“I agree with Saeran. This already took too much of our time.” The brunette one says, everybody look at him surprised and nod. Oh, you get it, he’s the leader, and the redhead there is pissing you off!

“So, if you’re not going to sing because you’re a scared little girl, just go away already!”

“I’m not scared! And you’re really rude, dude! Go get laid and release all this puberty stress!” oh no, you didn’t! Everybody looks at… what’s his name? Saeran, right? But you look to the other twin still by your side.

“I tell him the same every day, can you believe?” he says to you, smiling.

“SHUT UP!” oh… he’s… red, he’s blushing. You broke the little punk wannabe! Okay… this satisfied you more that you would care to admit.

“Then, if you’re not scared, will you sing or do we have to waste more time?” the brunette is the only one who didn’t show any reaction to your little argue with Saeran.

“Why do you keep talking about time? Do you have somewhere to go?” you ask. Jesus! You won one, you can’t be risking yourself like this.

“We’re still waiting for you to sing.” See? You knew you wouldn’t win twice on this.

“Fair enough. I’ll make you forget the place you had to be.” You just hear some uhhhs from Zen and the nice redhead, and the brunette smirks at you:

“Let’s see what you got.” Is that a challenge? Interesting…

“I should… get out of here. This is about to catch fire.” The redhead jumps out of the stage.

“Hi. My name is MC and I’ll be singing ‘I’m the Greatest Star’ from the musical Funny Girl.”

“This isn’t a musical theater audition…” the brunette is still smirking.

“Nobody said what kind of music I should sing. Does anyone here oppose to me singing this one?”  everybody nodded negatively, you noticed the girl looked a little excited, did she like the song or was she happy to see the band’s leader losing his control over them?

“Very well, so I won’t oppose either. Let’s hear it! Do you need any support? Yoosung can play the piano or Saeyoung can give you a base.”

“I’ll sing acapella.” Since you already made tons of stupid decisions, why not add one more?

“Do as you please. Saeyoung, the lights.” So the nice redhead’s name is Saeyoung, and he promptly lights up the stage, you feel a shiver as you can’t see any of their faces right now…

“Whenever you’re ready, sweetheart!” that’s Zen’s voice, you notice how excited he is.

You close your eyes, take a deep breath… and your voice come out.

“I got 36 expressions, sweet as pie to tough as leather, and that’s six expressions more than all those… Baltimore’s put together… Instead of just kicking me, why don’t they give me a lift? It must be a plot! Cause they’re scared that I got… such a gift? Well, I’ll nift!”

The thing about this song is that she has a lot of variations disguised as this little humor gimmicks, so… yeah, it wasn’t the greatest choice to an audition for a band, but hey! You’re having fun! Yes, this is fun, this is… natural, somehow. And the fact you can’t see their faces make you feel like it’s just you against the lights in the whole world.

Zen is smirking, as if he knew about this hidden treasure before all of them. Yeah, he just refuted the fact you couldn’t sing because he knew, he can trace talent even if it’s hidden behind a secondary role on a musical theater play. And as soon as you stepped in that stage, he knew exactly who they were about to deal with… well, at least musically, he had no idea that quiet girl could be that…spirituous. Confronting Jumin like that was bold, and he likes bold girls…

Yoosung is hypnotized. You look and sing like an angel, it’s so different from Rika, but the sweetness and this expressiveness are the same. Also, you look a little intimidating at first, but he’s pretty sure you’re very sweet and nice, he noticed this at the moment you smiled at him and the little fact about the magician club. Also, nobody that sings like that can be less than adorable, yes, h barely knows you, he already adores you.

If this was a cartoon, Jaehee’s eyes would have dollar signs in it. You sing well, you have a cute face… maybe they can sell tickets or get some gigs with you and finally make some profit out of this… hobby. Also, she loves Funny Girl, what an interesting choice… you’re… interesting. She’s curious about you, and she rarely gets curious…

Saeyoung is smiling, he was rooting for you the minute he found you backstage. He can’t explain, he just… liked you, he wanted to know what you were up to. Was that whole scene part of your number? You’re such a drama queen, he loves it! Yes, he’s already thinking about the costumes he can put on you, you will look so cool and cute… also, you made his brother blush, you’re already his favorite person in the world. Even if you don’t join the band, he wants to hang out with you…

Saeran was mad. You were so sassy, he doesn’t like sassy girls, he was rooting for you to sing really bad, but… what the fuck? You are actually great!? Ugh… just remembering the way you defied him make his blood boil. Stupid little talented  bitch… and you’re cute too? UGHHHH, you’re trouble, aren’t you? You’re making him feel troubled.

Jumin is still smirking, he just needed this confirmation on something he knew from the moment you confronted him: it was you. It had to be you, no one else. “ So this is the girl V warned me about, interesting…”



Prologue | Chapter Two    

missgrantscheerleader  asked:

Supercat canon divergence. Cat Grant barista Au. Please and spanx.

You and @reginalovesemma are in so much trouble. Again.


Originally posted by chopchopmissgrant

On AO3 if you prefer. 

Kara has idle daydreams about when she’ll hear from Cat. She envisions personalized stationery all the way from the Orient Express, or a knowing postcard from Paris. In darker hours, those 3am-can’t-sleep-for-missing-her hours, Kara worries the first communication she’ll have from Cat is a scream, or  a stutter in her heartbeat. 

Instead, it’s a messengered note written on a napkin from a Bulletproof Coffee store. Cat couldn’t find the time to open her email, or the money to buy actual writing paper, but she took the time to scribble an address and FedEx the damn thing to Kara’s office at CatCo. So almost exactly the level of drama Kara has been pining for these past few months. It isn’t even signed, relying on Kara to recognise that impatient handwriting with its tight loops and jagged lines.

Since there’s no detail, Kara doesn’t waste time or money on the façade of looking up the nearest airport and booking commercial flights. She looks, just in case, but the number of changes suggest Cat is truly in the middle of nowhere, USA. If there’s a spa resort there, it’s so exclusive that the internet doesn’t contain so much as a whisper of its existence. 

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