hi guys i love you thanks for being helpful

anonymous asked:

i read all your headcanons in the middle of the night and i thought i was being super sneaky with my silent cough-laughter but my flatmate came in because she thought i was choking. happy season 3 and bless u

happy season 3!!! please don’t choke i’m too young for manslaughter charges

  • lance strives to be like a badass action movie protagonist
    • but in reality he’s the shonen anime protagonist who Loves His Friends
    • he can’t help it he just gets too excited to be silent and deadly
    • lance: “i’m the cool ninja sharpshooter ;)” also lance: “allura that was the tightest shit ever!!!!!!! and did you guys see how pidge-!!!!”
  • coran’s salty bc the mice never help him with repairs like they do for hunk
  • shiro’s a little confused about why everyone keeps walking up to him and thanking him for not being from norway
  • *pidge voice* “’follow the bad guy’ does not! qualify! as a plan! keith!”
  • hunk is normally :) but while driving he’s :))))) which roughly translates to “quit riding my ass or i’ll kick yours”
  • allura’s first response when she and blue have a problem is to flirt
    • [blue doesn’t do what allura wants] “hey blue have i mentioned you’re looking. uh. awfully bluetiful today”
    • she gains a new appreciation for lance when she realizes how hard it is to come up with original pick up lines
  • lance, over comms: “keith, listen, the worst thing you could do right now is take matters into your own hands” keith: “got it. i totally understand lance” [hangs up] “guys we’re going to have to take matters into our own hands”
j.j | imagine | confession

[ aw i love it! thanks for requesting! hope you enjoy it as much as I did - writing it :) ] 

“For the last time, no!” 

Tonight was supposed to be a night of relaxation, video games and junk food. It started out that way, but it currently wasn’t sticking to that route. The boys rarely would get time off to just goof around and chill, so it being one of those times - Y/n thought it would be a good idea to spend the night with them. So far, she regrets even stepping foot into the dorm. 

“Oh, come on! Just tell him already, all of us are sick of you two practically undressing each other with your eyes from across the room. It’s unbearable!” Taehyung whined from her right. 

“It’s pathetic.” Yoongi deadpanned, not even looking up from his phone. 

“We do not ‘undress each other with our eyes’! And besides, why do you guys care so much? It’s just a little crush, no big de- Jimin stop cheating!” 

“Then stop sucking!” 

“That’s what he said~!”  Hoseok was quick to add in, stuffing his mouth with chips as he laughed at his own quip. “Y/n, just face it. We all know that this is more than some crush - plus, you and Kookie would look so cute together!” 

“Aish, you guys are so annoying! If you’re gonna bug me about this every time I come over, then I might as well just start being like Yoongi and hibernate all day.”  

“Why am I the bad option?” Yoongi scrunches his face, offended. 

Rolling her eyes, Y/n mentally thanks the man in the sky that Jungkook wasn’t in the dorms at the moment. Helping out Jin and Namjoon for whatever reason, it left the rest of BTS to basically plan out the love life between her and their golden maknae. It was true, Y/n did have more than a crush on the bunny boy, but she’d rather die than ever admit it. 

Especially to his hyungs. 

It never failed that whenever she was over, the teasing would then begin. Because of it, Jungkook never really hung around her as much, the embarrassment becoming too frequent to the point where - like explained earlier - he started doing tasks with Jin and/or Namjoon. This led Y/n to feel both relief and sadness. Why did they have to stick their noses in things? Why? 

“We’ll leave you alone when you confess, I hope you know that.” Taehyung used his non-playing hand - at the moment - to shove her shoulder, nearly making her player skid off of the racetrack. 

“Or you can leave me alone now - I vote for that option.” Y/n glares, clicking her controller rapidly to get back into first place. Suddenly, she felt something poking her lower back, hitting spots that made her whole body clench up awkwardly. “H-Hey! Stop it - who is that?!” 

Not wanting to lose her spot in the race, she couldn’t even turn her head to see who it was that was poking her. It wasn’t until a cackle erupted into the calm atmosphere that she concluded who it was.  

“Hoseok! Cut it out - you’re breaking my concentration!” 

“I’ll stop if you confess to Jungkook,” She could just hear the grin in his voice, as his poking wasn’t showing any sign of stopping. 

“N-No! Stop it, I’m begging you!” Now it was starting to make her laugh, his foot pressing into places that sent tickles all up and down her spine that made her wiggle in her spot on the floor. “Hobi! Please, stop, I’m crying!” 

By now, Y/n’s laughter had increased in volume and her sight was becoming blurred with tears. Having no choice but to drop her controller and coil up into a protective ball, that seemed to spark interest in the three out of the fours boys. Yoongi merely watched as the game was paused - shaking his head slowly as she got tackled. The tickles were coming in from all around her, there being no escape from the sudden attack that was unleashed upon her.

“Say it, Y/n-ah~” Jimin cooed, running his short nails up and down her legs lightly, grabbing at the ankles if she tried to pull away. “Say it, and we’ll stop!” 

“You know you want to!” Tae smiles, enjoying the sight of her face shriveling up, her laughs weren’t even making a sound anymore - as she weakly tried to push them away. All this for a simple confession. 

It was so not worth holding it in, anymore. 

“A-Alright! Alright, okay!!” Y/n finally snapped, regaining her strength and shoving at the three until they were no longer hovering over her figure. “You want my confession so bad, then fine:

I love Jeon Jeongguk! I have ever since he first spoke to me, fumbling over his words and not having a clue on how to ask if I’ve heard of your group before. He was the cutest fluff ball I have ever met, everything about him was perfect in my eyes. Never did I think we would meet again after that - and what do you know - three years later, and here I am confessing what I’ve felt for so long to his nosy-ass friends, in a dorm living room at 11 o’clock at night! I’ve wanted to tell him for so long how I’ve felt about him, but never had the balls because I was scared I would ruin the best relationship I’ve had with a guy since…since forever! Even if we are just friends, that’s still good enough for me. Because even though it’s not everyday - I still get to see him. And seeing him makes me whole…seeing him…feels like home. So there. Happy now?” 

Y/n expected them to be bombarding her with teasing by now, or getting her cheeks pinched while they tell her how ‘adorable’ she was being. But, after opening her eyes, she was definitely not expecting them to either be staring with wide eyes, or wearing the biggest smirks on their faces - to where it looked as if they might split in half. It wasn’t until a familiar voice finally spoke out that caused Y/n’s blood to run cold. 

“Uh…we’re back.” Namjoon spoke with uncertainty, making Y/n want to just vanish into thin air and never be seen again. She could just feel in her bones that they heard everything, no doubt about it. 

She inhales, “He’s right behind me, isn’t he?” 

The three boys in front of her nod, while Yoongi chortles from his spot on the couch.

“It’s about fucking time.” 

Jeff Atkins x Reader | Friendzone - (Part 2)

A/N: Highly requested. Here it is ! Hope you all enjoy it. Be sure to follow me and send me feedback as it’s always appreciated.

(Part 1)

Originally posted by juggiehead

“Hey are you okay ?” Zach asked. I sniffled and turned around to look at him “Yeah I’m perfectly fine” I faked a smile. “Theirs no need to lie. I can tell you’re not okay” he now took the seat beside me. My eyes were probably blood shot. Ugh why do I have to be such an emotional wreck at times. “You wanna talk about it ?” he asked. “Not right now but thanks for the concern Zach” I gave him a small smile and stood up dusting the back of my shorts.

Clay’s P.O.V

Hannah and I looked at each other at the same time when (Y/N) walked out. “The poor thing, I feel so bad for her” she said. “Same here. I should probably go check on her” I stood up. “At this state don’t expect her to explain herself” I nodded at her in assurance and started to walk out but Jeff stopped me. “Hey Clay. Where you think you going man ? I thought you and Hannah were hitting it off pretty well” he said. “Well we are having a good time, theirs no problem” I said and tried to walk past him but he still blocked me. “Then where are you heading ? Something serious ?” He questioned.

“Just worried about (Y/N) thought I’d check on her since she doesn’t seem well” I said and walked right past him this time not bothering to answer any more questions. I could feel he was close behind me. Why worry about a friend the most when they’re hurt. (Y/N) looked like she was just leaving as she dusted off the back of her shorts and Zach standing up after.

(Y/N)’s P.O.V

“Hey (Y/N), are you okay ?” Clay asked. “Yep I’m fine, I was just leaving” I nodded. He understood what I meant and walked back into the house. Jeff was behind him. “(Y/N/N) why are you leaving ? What happened ?” Jeff asked as he rushed towards me. “It’s nothing Jeff, don’t worry about it. I’m just feeling a bit under the weather right now and all I’d like is a bit of space” I sighed. “Yeah okay sure thing. Go home safe and take it easy. Message me if you need anything” he pulled me in a for a hug and kissed my forehead. I nodded in return and waved him off. “You wouldn’t mind me walking you home would you ?” Zach asked. “Not at all” I giggled. He’s so sweet to actually stay, of course Jeff couldn’t read my emotions. Why do I crush on this boy anyway

It was a good walk, I got to learn a lot more about Zach and he learnt more about me. We were now a few feet away from my house, their was a calming silence between us both. “You sure you’ll be okay” he asked one last time when we reached my front door. “I’m sure of it. Thank you so much for walking me home, I really do appreciate it” I pulled him in for a hug and wrapped my arms around his neck, the struggles of hugging this boy since he’s so tall. I love it.

“So I’ll see you tomorrow at school” he raised a brow. “Yepp I’ll see you then” I bit my lip. “Okay bye” he waved off and shoved his hands in his jean pockets. “Bye” I waved back and shut my front door. I sighed out loud as I felt a huge weight being lifted off my shoulders. As sweet as Zach may be, I still only have feelings for Jeff at this moment. I walked up to my bedroom getting undressed and slipping on my pyjamas then going back to studying. My notifications went off ‘Thanks for making my not so boring night 10x better, I’m glad I got to end a good evening with you xx’ - Zach. Aww that’s so thoughtful of him. I started blushing from his text and replied back ‘Aww thanks Zach for tonight ! I had a good time in those 15 mins. See yah x’. I locked my phone and decided to call it a night, I needed a rest after all that drama.

Next Day

I woke up early the next morning at 6:30 and decided to spend my half an hour on having breakfast and getting ready for school. Their was no rush since I could walk to school and it was at least 20 mins away but I didn’t mind because I needed the cardio. I got dressed wearing a plain black crop top, fishnet stockings, ripped denim skinny jeans paired with black and white converse. I tied up my hair in a high ponytail since the heat was unbearable. I grabbed my back and left at 7:15, reaching school at 7:42.

I pushed through the double doors and went straight to my locker. I started packing my bag for the day when out of a sudden a familiar voice whispered “Miss me ?”. I shook in fright and turned to see Zach “Gosh, please don’t do that ever again” I held my hands on my chest trying to steady my heartbeat. “Uhm so I was wondering if you have any plans tonight ?” He asked. “Nope I don’t think so, why ?” The curiosity starting to build. “I was just wondering if you’d like to go out tonight for dinner at 7 ?” He suggested. “Sounds like a plan Dempsey, I’ll see you then” I grinned. He started walking backwards then shouted “I’ll pick you at at 6:30” and winked.

I didn’t realise I was still in daze at the thought of going on a date tonight with Zach when Jeff stood in front of me. “What was that all about ?” He asked and looked back then back at me. “What’s it to you ?” I short back. “I care for you. I don’t trust any of my mates to go out with you” he said and crossed his arms over his chest. “I appreciate that you care but I’m going out with Zach tonight” I said and pushed past him. He started following me “You aren’t going anywhere with him, go cancel on him because I won’t allow it” he stood in front of me. “I’m going with Zach tonight and that’s final !” I yelled, earning stares from a few people.

Jeff looked around us and pulled me into an empty classroom “Why are you being so difficult. It’s for your own good and he isn’t for -” we were cut off by moans in the corner of the classroom. It was Zach and Sheri “Are you fucking kidding me ? I shouted. Jeff was ready to grab my wrist. ”(Y/N) wait" Zach started chasing after me.Why does life have to be so cruel ? Why does everyone have to always turn their back on me ? Why do I think that life is going to be okay ? Why do I even try ? I went to the girls bathroom and into the first vacant stall that I could find. I let the tears fall, I might as well ease my pain now then later. I can’t stand to see the world anymore.

The bell then rang 5 minutes later. I used the back of my hand to wipe away my tears, went to the sink to rinse my face and go to my first lesson which was Maths. Just great that I have Jeff and Zach in the same class. I walked into class getting stares from both Zach and Jeff, as well as other familiar faces. I walked to the back of the class instead of my usual seat next to Jeff. “Hey do you mind if I sit here today ? You can take my seat next to Jeff” I hoped and prayed in that moment that this kid was okay to switch. My prayers were answered when he said “Yeah sure” and walked to seat without any further questions. Zach and Jeff watched my every move, right now I couldn’t care less. I took a quick glance at my presence on my front camera feeling blessed that my eyes weren’t bloodshot this time.

They don’t deserve to know that I’m weak. Luckily this lesson the teacher hadn’t asked me to answer any questions as she usually does, since I’m her pet then she always makes me answer her questions. I guess she got the memo like Jeff and Zach that right now wasn’t a good time to talk to me or ever for a while.

It was now the end of the day and I pushed past the double doors with more force because of my anger. I jogged downstairs and speed walked to the pavement to walk home. “(Y/N) !” I heard my name being yelled and a car honk. Zach was following me “I’m so sorry” he said. “Don’t be, I’m sorry for actually believing that someone would like me for once. Jeff was right. Fuck all of you, I’m done with life” I said and not bothering to look back at him. “At least let me give you a ride” he offered. “I’d rather not” “(Y/N) please it’s the least -” he was cut off by Jeff. “Bro she’s not interested leave her alone” Jeff scoffed. Zach didn’t say anything further and drove off.

I was glad that Zach was gone but I don’t want to have to deal with Jeff. “(Y/N) at least look at me” he said walking next to me. “No. Now go back to your girlfriend and leave me alone” I picked up my pace. I didn’t go to the gym for nothing these past few months, it’s for situations like this so I can run away easily. “Why are you being so complicated ? I was just trying to help you and -” I cut him off short by placing my lips on his. The butterflies in my stomach were all over the place. Did I just make the worst mistake or the best choice ? 

A/N: My apologies if it’s not the way you guys were hoping for it to be, their will be a part 3 and in future their will be another imagine that’s something like this but of course different. Love you all and thank you for being patient for this one xx

anonymous asked:

I love your Altean Lance and Blade of Marmora Keith! Babies new to working and being all nervous and cute! Do you have any headcannons for this AU?

first of all, (I’m not good at English but I really wanna share this with you guys!!! especially to my beloved followers.) Thank you anon! 

second, yeah… I wanna see Lance when he’s with someone superior than him(Like his instructor in s01e01) 

And my headcanons in this klance AU? well… I think Keith must be poppular in Altea and he might not remember that he’s helped Lance before (lol) Okay…. I must say… I love seeing Lance hurts(especially in emotionally way) 

…………and I love ‘love triangle!!!!’ I love to know who will Lance choose in the end and why.

I Thought I Lost You

Cassian Andor x Reader

Request 1: Hi! I have a Cassian Andor request. Could you write an imagine where Cassian and the reader are out on a mission together, but they get separated, and when Cassian finds the reader, she’s badly hurt? Then Cassian helps her and just angst and fluff and yeah.

Request 2: Cassian and Reader, where they reunite after being apart for a while?

Warnings: Angst, mentions of torture, death, blood

A/N: Thank you for the requests!! I will try to get at least one up every week. Love you guys!

I do not own anything!!!

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rings of fire || stiles stilinski

word count: 4876

warnings: mentions of cheating, angst

request: hiiii i’m such a big fan you’re such an inspiration to me! could i get a request where the reader and stiles are married and have a son and stiles doesn’t really help her and is constantly helping the pack and at work and what not and shows her and her son no attention? the reader confronts him one night when he comes home late and finds out he was cheating, so she leaves and sleeps at lydia’s so then stiles goes and tries to win her and his son back? sorry i it’s complicating i love you so much

author’s note: happy easter (to those who celebrate)! i hope you guys all like this, thank you to @ninja-stiles for helping me with a couple things! 


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Is That One Yours?

Prompt: Thanks to his larger than life personality, Anthony had no problems with getting along with your large Filipino family.

Pairing: Anthony Ramos x reader

Words: 970

Translations of key words/phrases in Tagalog:

Salamat po - Thank you (formal)

Magandang gabi po - Good evening (formal)

Tito - Uncle

Tita - Aunt

Gago - Crazy

A/N: Day 4 of the hamwriter’s marathon. So far, this is the hardest to write! The prompt was to “Celebrate your culture and where you are!” Well, since I am Filipino and live in the states, I decided to write about it (lmao wow, that was beautifully written, wasn’t it?) Thanks to @nesthemonster, who helped me with the idea (love you)! Anywho, hopefully you guys get a glimpse to what I have to endure being in a large Filipino family. I fucking love it. But at the same time, hate it.

Salamat po.”

“Magandang gabi po.”

You hide your grin behind your hand, watching as Anthony paced back and forth in your hotel room, reading the notecards in his hands.

“Your pronunciation isn’t too bad,” you say.

He looks up, beaming. “This is going to be so easy, Y/N. Your family is going to love me.”

You walk up to him and adjust his bowtie, a pretty plum color that matched your dress. Today was your Tito and Tita’s wedding anniversary and you decided to finally introduce your long-time boyfriend to the rest of your family. Family was a very loose term, considering that for Filipino people, any friend of the family was considered a part of it. While you may have thirty “Titas” attending tonight, in actuality, you only had five that were related by blood. But that didn’t stop any of them from prying into your personal life and giving you advice that you didn’t want or need.

“Ant,” you croon, wrapping your arms around his neck lovingly, “my parents already love you and that’s all that matters.”

He smiles, his arms coming down to the middle of your back to embrace you, and gives you a quick kiss. “I know, but I want to make sure everyone likes me. I want to impress them.”

“Yes, because that’s very hard to do,” you say, giggling.

“You know all about that, don’t you?” He smirks.

You flush and pry yourself away from your arms. “Alright, let’s go, gago.”

“Is that one yours?”

You groan when you see Anthony with the Titas, mimicking the simple footwork of a line dance. Your Mother, knowing that he loved dancing and being in the center of attention, dragged him over to learn line dancing, an art that your clumsy and uncoordinated self had never learned to do. He was a natural (of course he was), and his hair, which was down during the reception, was now pulled into a bun as he partied on the dance floor.

He starts to add his own touch to the dance moves, causing the Titas around him to laugh and cheer him on. To your mortification, when he began to dab, the older women began to copy him too.

“Unfortunately,” you grunt, sipping your glass of wine.

You weren’t kidding when you said that Anthony didn’t need to try hard for your family to like him. After the nosy stares and the constant introductions of Anthony to your family members (and the awkward moment where one of your male cousins tried to hit on him), the minute they saw his plate stacked high with Filipino food, he was welcomed with open arms.

You mentally giggle, remembering how the hushed whispers in Tagalog of how the “American” boy would react to the catered Filipino food were silenced when he took a heaping scoop of each dish. A Tito from the table clapped his back and proceeded to tell him what each dish contained and then shared anecdotes of his life in the Philippines. Your Father, who was seated at the table with your Mother, gave Anthony a beer in hopes of helping him stay awake through it all - Tito Boy was notorious for his long, drawn out stories.

You lost track of how long you were watching him dance, but when he stood beside one of the uncles to sing karaoke, you lose it. You leave your table and head to the front of the room, phone in hand. You record him butchering the Tagalog song and set a reminder to post it on social media later tonight. His fans would go nuts. After the song ended, he completely took over, singing and dancing to his groupies (the Titas he danced with) and encouraging other people to join him on the stage.

You shake your head, but couldn’t help but smile at the fool that you were dating. Your heart felt full, knowing that your family accepted and loved him.

Hours later, Anthony plops down to the empty seat beside you, wiping away the sweat on his forehead.

“Yo, your family knows sure how to party, Y/N.” he laughs.

You push his hands away and use a napkin to pat the sweat from his skin. “You had way too much fun tonight, Ant.”

He shakes Tito Boy’s hand and then kisses his wife on the cheek as they bid you two farewell. “Of course, it was a party! What was I going to do, sit around and watch people? Like you?” he teases.

“Remind me why I’m dating you again?” you pout, crossing your arms across your chest.

“Aww, don’t be like that, baby,” he coos, reaching over to pull you onto his lap, “you know I’m teasing.”

You continue to frown, pretending to be annoyed. When he brushes his fingers along your sides, tickling you, you crack, laughing and wiggling to get away from his exploring fingers.

When you finally catch your breath, you sigh and look down at Anthony, your chest tightening when you see the adoring look on his face.  “Love you,” you mumble, leaning down to press a soft kiss on his lips.

“Love you too, baby,” he whispers, arms tightening around your waist.

“Everyone loved you tonight,” you say after more of the family members approached you to say goodbye, smiling when they were shocked and impressed with Anthony’s “Magandang gabi po.”

“Good. Hopefully, they’ll all be there for our wedding anniversary party too.”

You pause, heart skipping a beat, and give him a long look. “How can we do that when we’re not married?”

“Not married yet,” he corrects, his hazel eyes twinkling in mischief.

You pepper quick kisses on his freckles. “You sound so sure of yourself, Anthony.”

“You said it yourself – I’m a pretty likable guy – I think I’ll find a way to convince you to marry me.”

You laugh and give him another sweet kiss, giggling when you feel him smile against your lips.

You didn’t need convincing – your heart was already his.

Harry accepting his acting award

HARRY : Thank you , I want to say thank you for my loving family for supporting . The Boys, Louis , Liam Niall thank you for not only being my band mates but, my brothers . I want to thank my managers who helped me and the fans I love you guys. I want to tell you a story… I use to work in a bakery *music starts to play* excuse me I’m not finished


This guy right here, has not only made an impact on millions of lovelies, but made an impact on my life in the best ways possible. He’s inspired me to want to express myself more, to not be afraid of being who I am, and just having fun in life taking chances. Dan means more to me than any person in this world, and I thank him from the bottom of my heart for helping me to heal from my sad and dark days. I’ll continue to love him always, and his modivation and kind heart will always shine bright like fireflies 💚

anonymous asked:

Hi guys, I absolutely adore your blog. It's so wonderfully set out and easy to use and so so so helpful. Thank you for making my reading experience so much easier. ❤❤❤ I was just wondering if you perhaps had anything in the way of Siren!Stiles or Siren!Anyone really. :) Thanks again, love you guys!!!

These all ended up being Siren!Stiles - Anastasia

Originally posted by littlearikitten

Never Changing, Only Swaying by the_writer

(1/1 I 1,467 I Teen I No Pairing)

Stiles never did mind singing at the top of his lungs while he was home alone.

many beacons in the sea by orphan_account

(1/1 I 1,479 I Teen I Sterek)

Stiles has known all his life that he’s not like other kids. He’s special.

“It’s alright, love,” his mom says, leaning over him at night when he can’t sleep because his legs hurt so bad. “Just let it hurt.”

She kisses his forehead. He dreams of the sea. They go to the beach that weekend.


Stiles is a siren. He’s an anomaly, until he isn’t.

Siren Song by iCheat

(1/1 I 1,928 I Not Rated I Steter)

“Hale was a well-known name, on land. Their wolves preferred the stability of land but Peter, as easily bored as he was had taken to moving between ships. It was poetic, in a way, he lived with the sea, who also answered the pull of the moon.”

“Stiles was happy enough with his life. He got to explore to his heart’s content, drown a few sailors every now and then, and sing however he wanted.”

Peter gets caught in the song of a siren and soon finds himself in a bit of trouble. Stiles doesn’t know what to do with the weird land-creature he pulled into the ocean, but he had always been a curious siren.

The Ocean has its Silent Caves by Elivira

(1/1 I 1,930 I General I No Pairing)

Sometimes he wakes up in the middle of the night and all he wants to do is swim. To let the shift take him, scales on his arms and legs, feathers in his hair, webbing between his fingers, and to just let go. To feel the water surround and just sing, safely in the depths.

(In which Stiles’ mother was a siren and Stiles has always taken after her more than he has his father.)

Venom and Honey by TheMadKatter13

(1/1 I 4,687 I Teen I Sterek)

Living alone in the wilderness apparently doesn’t prevent Derek from having visitors.

Downpour by cirquedusoleil

(4/? I 4,171 I Not Rated I Sterek)

Turns out, the Upper World was not all it’d cracked up to be.

Same Notes, Different Tune by misfitwolves

(1/1 I 4,838 I Teen I Stydia I Siren!Lydia)

When Peter forces Lydia to drink a strange concoction she changes from a banshee to a siren, with some dire consequences.

What The Water Gave Me by SonofCalypso

(1/1 I 8,037 I Explicit I Sterek I MCD, Rape)

Stiles thought he would miss his father most. He felt guilty that he would never see him again and that the man would spend the rest of his life waiting for Stiles to come home. More tragic than that, however, would be the moment when his father DID accept that his son was gone and stiles knew it would kill him.
His mother’s death had left his father with only Stiles and they had grown into a tight bond through their mourning, but he knew that with him gone, his father would not be able to live once he accepted the truth. Stiles was never coming home. Perhaps he could wait for him, beside his mother, and greet him in the afterlife and explain to him that he was sorry for making him worry. Sorry for leaving him behind. Sorry that beacon hills had not been enough for him and sorry that he had allowed a handsome devil to lead him astray.

All My Stumbling Phrases by Chaerring

(7/? I 10,410 I Not Rated I Sterek)

Stiles has to babble and expound every thought in his head, forcing them out into the world no matter how he would prefer to keep them to himself. If he keeps quiet, holds his tongue too long, a song wells up in his chest like a swelling wave, a tsunami of sound and it bursts from his lips just as damaging as if it had been a wall of water.

How Soon is Now by Citrus_Twist

(4/? I 13,886 I Teen I Sterek)

The alpha pack has finally been defeated, but some wounds take time to heal. And Stiles trying to avoid the supernatural only leads to having the biggest bad moving into his house. It’s bad enough that he’s got to deal with a sourwolf but what’s with all the bathroom harassment?

Don’t Care About the Presents (M)

Originally posted by holy-yoongi

Summary: It’s that time of year again, and for your friend group’s annual secret Santa this time, Namjoon has you. Which means that this year, his gift has to be perfect. However, sometimes it’s not the material gifts that are the best ones.

Member: Namjoon

Word Count: 6.2k+

Genre: Fluff, Smut

Warning: Smut, Painfully cheesy fluff to the point that characters call themselves out on it

A/N: Part of the Christmas collab with @cremesuga, @jungkxook, @haniwritesbtsstuff, @jiminniemouse, @inktae, and @jungblue! I also have an unhealthy obsession with those damn Ryan pajamas help me. Also I hope no one’s lactose intolerant because this is filled with cheeseeeee.

Namjoon is glad that there are websites that do secret Santa drawings for you now, because if he had drawn your name while in the same room with you, there’d be no hiding how he felt about this current situation. Which was a complete mess. Hands shaking, heart racing, red in the face kind of mess.

However, now he has to deal with his roommate judging him as he flails in front of his computer screen, which now displays you name. And Min Yoongi knows how to judge.

“Calm down. You look like one of those things they put outside car dealerships.” Yoongi flicks the back of Namjoon’s head as he passes behind him, on his way to flop down on the couch.

“You don’t understand, man.” Namjoon lets out a groan before burying his face in his hands. “Like, I know I can’t tell you because it’s supposed to be secret Santa—"

“You got Y/N, I knew it the second I heard you squealing from my room.” Yoongi’s tone is flat, almost bored, as he picks up the remote and starts flipping through the channels.

“Squealing, what? I wasn’t squealing.” Namjoon’s arms cross over his chest as he lets out a huff of air.

“I mean, that was the highest I’ve ever heard your voice go.” Yoongi sighs as he shuts the TV off, unable to find anything to watch. “So, when’s the wedding? I know a ring is probably outside of the price range for a typical secret Santa but…”

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Mine. Not Yours. Mine

“Alright! We shall start the bidding at 1000 dollars!“ Black Hat said with excitement

Black Hat grinned as he looked over at the several villains standing in his office and several of them raised their hand calling out how much money they would spend.

The crew needed money, lots of it, and soon. So, Black Hat came up with the idea of having an auction to sell off several products of theirs to their clients. Of course with it being Black Hat’s idea no one could say no so preparations were immediately started.

It was 5.0.5 and Demencia’s jobs were to clean the mansion send out invitations. Flug’s job was usual, build the machines. As for Black Hat, he didn’t do anything, but that was expected from him.

Once the day finally came, Black Hat welcomed all his clients in and the auction began. Flug presented the inventions and gave a demonstration, filled with joy as all of them worked perfectly for once. But that joy was quickly washed away as Black Hat took all the credit for the inventions.

Flug sighed and walked to the back of the room while the bidding took place.

Leaning against the wall, he hummed and mindlessly watched as Black Hat sold many of his inventions to several villains.

‘Stupid Black Hat…’ He thought, ‘Couldn’t he give me just a little recognition?!’ He was glaring daggers at Black Hat through his paper bag. He was so angry that he didn’t even notice a tall gentleman stand next to him.

"You must be Dr. Flug~” A smooth voice cut him out of his thoughts.

Flug looked up to the man and nodded his head replying, “Yes that’s me.”

The man grinned wide at Flug, showing him his white pearly teeth. He held his hand out speaking happily to Flug “It’s so wonderful to meet you~!”

Flug blinked flushing softly before slowly reaching his hand out and shaking the man’s hand. “T-Thank you.” Flug stuttered out shyly.

“I’ve been fascinated with all your inventions in the catalogs for so long! I’ve been waiting for a chance to meet you, and I must say you’re a genius!”

Flug blushed darkly at the man’s words. He’s never been complimented before. Especially about his inventions. He didn’t know what to say. After a while, he finally stuttered out, “T-Thank you! T-That means so much!”

The villain nodded and hummed chuckling softly at Flug’s excitement. But could you blame him? No one has ever complimented him, especially about his work and genius.

“I was wondering,” The man spoke again, making Flug look up at him awaiting his words. “If perhaps we could have dinner or go somewhere to talk. I’m hoping you could give me a few pointers on making some inventions of my own.”

Flug couldn’t believe his ears. First, this man was complimenting him and saying how amazing his work was. And now he wanted to take him out to talk about science?! This was a dream come true.

“Y-Yes!” Flug blurted out before covering his mouth and flushing darkly. He cleared his throat and nodded his head shyly, “I-I mean, yes, that sounds wonderful.” He smiled.

The villain grinned and gently pulled a card out of his pocket and handed it to Flug. “Give me a call cutie~” The cooed before walking back over to his seat.

Flug nodded and held the number closer to his chest smiling. This was one of the best days of his life.

But, of course, he could never enjoy something as standing over him was Black Hat, who looked beyond pissed.

“Lab. Now.” Black Hat hissed out before grabbing Flug and dragging him away to the lab.  Flug trembled in Black Hat’s grasp, his hands clinging to the card with the villain’s number.

Once the two of them made it to the lab, Black Hat threw Flug to the ground and slammed the doors shut locking them.

“Who the hell were you talking to?!” Black Hat hissed.

Flug whimpered and flinched shrinking down in fear of Black Hat before stuttering out an answer, “A-A client s-sir…”

“What did he want?!”

Flug looked down at the card and bit his lip. “H-He said h-he liked the i-inventions and wanted t-to meet me…” Flug trailed off and trembled softly.

Black Hat grunted and snatched the card out of Flug’s hands. He looked at it and narrowed his eyes before ripping it to pieces. “Well your not going to talk to that buffoon.” Black Hat huffed.

Flug’s eyes widened as he watched the pieces of the card fall like snow onto the ground. His fists clenched and he felt an unknown anger rise in him. “No.” He said looked up at Black Hat.

“…What?” Black Hat spat, narrowing his eyes.

Flug gulped and stood slowly “I-I said no. Y-You can’t tell me who I can and cannot speak to.”

Black Hat scoffed and glared at Black Hat “Of course I can, I own you Flug.”

Flug clutched his fists harder and stomped his foot “No you don’t! I am my own person!”

Black Hat growled and towered over Flug. “You belong to me! And you will NOT go see that scum of a villain!”

Flug was at the end of his limit. “Why do you care so much!?”


The lab went silent. Both Flug and Black Hat flushed darkly before Black Hat swiftly turned away and walked out the door.

Flug was left speechless. He’s never heard Black Hat use the word “love” before.

He couldn’t help the smile that crept to his mouth as he picked up the pieces of the card and threw them away.
Oh my goodness, you guys! I’m so sorry for this being really late, I was having major writer’s block and it’s all blah! Again sorry but here you are! Hope ya’ll enjoyed it!

I’ve got several requests that I’m very excited to work on! So thanks guys for the requests!

I’ve got about 5 more PaperHat type prompts
and an Undertale prompt as well! :D I’m excited! Hehe!
Anyway! Laters guys!

Dancing On My Own: Part 7

Pairings: Steve Rogers x Reader / Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Angst

Catch Up Here

Word Count: 1342

Summary: Bucky Barnes never imagined himself falling in love with anyone, especially his best friend’s girl. Of course his plans were shot to hell when Steve decided to surprise everyone and propose to you on your birthday. Had he missed his shot, or would he be willing to risk both of his closest friendships in hopes of winning your heart?

Author’s Notes: Thanks for being patient! I always love hearing from you guys <3. Please let me know if you would like to be tagged

Originally posted by captaincentenarian

Originally posted by emiliaclarq

The last thought you had had before drifting to sleep had been about Steve – which followed you through your dreams. As his body moved near yours in the warm early morning sun you couldn’t help but wrap your arms around his neck and press your lips against his. Through the haze of your tiredness you had noticed that his lips felt softer as his stubble scratched against your face. It felt like he hadn’t shaved in a day or two which seemed odd. It wasn’t until you felt the coolness of metal against your cheek that you opened your eyes and pulled away in panic to find Bucky.

“I… god… I thought you were,” you mumbled frantically as you sat up.

“Steve,” Bucky finished the sentence for you. “I… I’m sorry,” he added miserably as he sat up beside you. You could feel a blush creep slowly up your neck as you looked at your best friend as he sat beside you. The sound of Steve’s name caused panic to bubble in your chest. How would you tell him about this? Would you? You weren’t completely convinced that you didn’t know it was Bucky. Regardless – it had happened, and there was no way to undo it. It was in that moment that you felt the uncomfortable sense of your life shifting. The sensation was jarring at first, but after the initial shock it felt as if something had snapped into place. You sat in silence unblinking as you stared at one another. You swallowed hard as you grasped your resolve before scooting closer to Bucky – until you were right in front of him. “Y/N, what are you…” he began to ask uncertainly.

“I just – I…” you whispered softly as you placed your hand gently on his face. Bucky’s eyes closed at the contact – at first with relief, but his features soon contorted to pain as his hand cupped yours and pulled it away. You opened your mouth to speak but a crack of lightening shot across the sky emitting a loud rumble of thunder – effectively cutting you off.

“We should go,” he whispered – not meeting your eyes – as he stood and pulled you up alongside him.

“Yeah… we should go…” you muttered as you slowly broke from your stupor before departing your peaceful dwelling. Something had certainly changed, but maybe it wasn’t for the better.

You walked through the field behind your house in silence. Before you could work up the courage to speak your mind the sky opened up and released a torrential rain. “Let’s wait it out in the barn!” You yelled over your shoulder as you ran through the walls of water.

You reached the barn completely drenched and out of breath. You were relieved to find shelter from the storm that seemed to be growing in intensity. “Buck?” You called as you turned to find Bucky running in behind you – hair soaking wet and his shirt plastered to his torso.

“I’m here. Are you okay?” he asked breathless as he peeled his shirt off and carefully placed it to dry. The action made you blush and look away.

“I.. um.. yeah I’m fine,” you muttered nervously as you desperately tried to wring your shirt dry.

“I can look away,” Bucky’s voice came from behind you – causing you to jump.

“What?” you asked startled as you turned to look at him.

“I can… I can look away so you can take you shirt off to dry,” he replied sheepishly.

“It’s fine Buck. It’s not like you haven’t seen me in a swim suit,” you answered with your best casual shrug. Of course – he also hadn’t kissed you until today either, but you decided to file that issue under things to think about later as you lifted your shirt over you head and tossed it next to his to dry. Bucky kept his eyes fixed anywhere, but you. “I think there’s a picnic blanket in one of the chests over there. I’m going to go check,” you explained as you tilted your head in the direction of the chest. As you turned your back to him you could feel his eyes bore into you. His look was the least of your worries as you rifled through the chest and procured the dusty picnic blanket. In fact, since the kiss – since that sudden shift – every bit of you longed for every bit of him. It was as if someone had pulled a veil from your eyes and suddenly you saw him for the first time. As you turned to walk back to him you nervously chewed your bottom lip. You weren’t reasoning with yourself anymore as you admired him. You were both here together – completely alone. Bucky had flown you halfway across the country and refused to leave you. He was here, and with that realization the words flew out of your mouth before you had time to bottle them up. “You kissed me back.”

Bucky’s eyebrows shot up as his face reddened. “I’m… I’m sorry, doll,” he managed to say as he nervously ran his hands through his hair.

“Why?” you asked as you sat down and wrapped yourself in the blanket – motioning for Bucky to sit beside you. Bucky obliged– careful to keep enough distance between you and him.

“Well to be fair… you kissed me first,” he chuckled nervously.

“Why did you think I was kissing you?”

“Why do you think I kissed you?” Bucky retorted. You could tell that he was going to try anything to continue dancing around the truth.

“That’s not fair – you can’t answer a question with another question,” you huffed as you crossed your arms under the blanket. You shivered suddenly. It was quite cool in the dark barn and the rain outside made it seem even cooler.

“Come here,” Bucky muttered as he wrapped his arm around you and pulled you close. His warmth immediately radiated around you eliciting a sigh from your lips. He chuckled softly as you rested your head on his shoulder. The feeling of his hand on your waist ignited the magnetic pull you had noticed in the tree house. Your breath caught in your throat as your heart threatened to burst from your chest. “Doll, what is it?” Bucky asked.

“Why did you kiss me back, Bucky?” you asked – making sure to keep your voice measured. Bucky tensed beside you – it was evident that he had no intention of talking about it. “I need to know. I need to hear you say it,” you whispered softly as you turned to look at him knowing that his answer could change everything.

Bucky wanted to tell you. He wanted to take you in his arms and kiss you. He wanted to never let you go. This was the moment he had been waiting for for years, but nothing felt right. “I…” he muttered uncomfortably under his breath. He felt gripped by panic. The words fell from his lips before he could stop himself. “It was just a mistake doll. It’s… it’s been a long time since anyone has kissed me like that, and I guess I just got caught up in the moment,” he answered matter-of-factly.

“Oh,” you muttered as you diverted your eyes to the ground. Bucky watched as disappointment played across your face. He wanted to tell you the truth of course, but he couldn’t. Not now – maybe not ever. He had thought that he had made up his mind – that he would steal you away from Steve, and he thought he had reconciled his conscious, but he hadn’t. You were too good – too beautifully broken for a man like him. He would ruin you, and he knew it. You deserved a man like Steve. “It’s stopped,” your voice snapped Bucky out of his self reflection as you stood and pulled your wet shirt back on.

“So it has,” he answered miserably as he watched you leave. “I did it because I love you,” he whispered sadly to himself as he hung his head in his hands.

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anonymous asked:

Hello! I was wondering if you guys could uptade the accidental voyeurism tag? I've been craving people caughting stiles and derek having steamy sex and them being aroused bc of that. Love your blog thanks for everything

thx bb

Definitely, Not Probably by dragon_temeraire (1/1 | 4,233 | NC17)

Stiles gets hit with pollen that makes him intensely aroused. Derek helps him out.

tropes galore by haleofStilesheart (1/1 | 6,327 | NC17)

It’s just sexual, it’s just sexual. It doesn’t mean anything.
Derek repeated it over and over in his head like a masochistic mantra, gritting his teeth and clenching the steering wheel dangerously tight. Just sexual. Doesn’t mean anything.
But his self-flagellating thoughts couldn’t drown out the memory of Stiles’ husky moans; his breathy sighs; the soft, almost inaudible gasp he had made as he’d come, calling out Derek’s name.

color outside the lines by Marishna (1/1 | 990 | PG13)

There was movement and Stiles could see a very toned leg and half a buttock. Side buttock, if you will.

Stiles’ eyes widened as he realized what kind of class it was.

Accidental Peeping by LadyDrace (1/1 | 2,783 | NC17)

Stiles loves his apartment. It has a delightful view. Even if it does end up making things a little awkward with one of his neighbors. 

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Hi anon! I really appreciate the support.

Here’s a link a previous answer  with a lot of info that might help you, but I also linked a few more!

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Here’s another part in “Our Girl”

Read “Movie Night”
Read Between The Sheets

Pairing: Dean x Reader x Sam (polyamorous)
Words:  1410

Warning: injury

A/N: This is an open series. You can request things for it at any time. It’ll probably be open for a while, so request away!
A/N: If you want tagged in anything, just let me know. :)

You were sitting on Dean’s lap before the three of you headed out for the hunt, “You be careful,” Dean said against your hair.

           You nodded, “I will.”

           “I’m serious, Y/N,” he said, “You have to be careful out there.”

           “Dean, you tell me the same thing every time we go on a hunt. I know what I’m doing. I’m a good hunter.”

           “I know you are,” he sighed, “But I’m just … always worried.”

           “I know,” you nodded, kissing him, “I know.”

           Sam walked out of the bathroom and smiled at you, “You guys ready to get out of here?” he asked.

           You nodded, holding out your hand to him to help you off of Dean’s lap, “I’m ready. You ready, Worry Wart?” you teased Dean.

           Sam helped you stand, pulling you into his arms, “I worry about you too,” he said, “So, it’s not just Dean.”

           “And I worry about both of you, so there’s double the worry in me,” you countered, “So, there’s that.”

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Request: “Can you do a Harry Hook imagine where him and the reader fight about something and don’t talk for days but they eventually start missing each other and apologize?”

Pairing: Harry Hook x Reader

A/N: REQUESTS ARE CLOSED and this takes place with both Y/N and Harry being at Auradon now

Warnings: None

Originally posted by trechos-of-books

You and Harry had gotten into an argument because you had been focusing on your homework yup you read that right. Harry was feeling neglected because you were too busy studying for multiple tests and doing homework. But it wasn’t your fault you needed to get good grades.

Let’s just say that it had been two days and you and Harry still hadn’t spoken to each other. All of your friends including your older brother Ben were worried/becoming impatient because of this.

“Just talk to him girl.” Carlos said.

“No way if he was a good boyfriend he’d be supportive of Y/N’s school work and know that she won’t always have time for him.” Evie replied and you nodded.

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Dear Journal,

This morning I cooked breakfast with Sirius for Teddy. It was his first morning home after all. We cooked eggs and bacon and potatoes and Sirius got fresh fruits from the market. I was setting the table when Teddy woke up. He had his messy bed hair and his cheeks were flushed from his sleep.

“Goodmorning Baby. How did you sleep?” I asked.

“Oh I eh.. I slept well..” He said, not looking into my eyes.

“Teddy is everything okay?” Sirius asked, also noticing how weird he was acting.

“Actually, I wanted to talk to you guys about something… Can we sit?” Teddy asked, playing with his fingers.

“Yes sure. What’s up?” Sirius said.

“It’s hum.. I wanted to tell you guys before and I’m so sorry I haven’t because I feel bad that I’ve hid it from you and… I.. I’ve been thinking about it a lot and I think i’m bisexual…” He said, looking down.

His eyes were getting glossy and his bottom lip was shaking.

“Teddy my love that’s totally fine! Don’t cry honey..” I said standing up and hugging my son.

“We know how hard it is to say it Out loud Ted… But everything is fine now. We will love you no matter what!” Sirius said, joining the hug.

“T-Thank you…” Teddy said, wipping away his tears.

“You know you can tell us anything baby yeah?” I said.

He nodded and the tip of his dark brown hair switched to purple.

“I’m so proud of you my sweet boy.” I said, brushing my fingers in his hair.

“So… Does that mean you have someone in your heart?” Sirius smirked.

“Well, maybe…” Teddy smiled, blushing.

“Tell us! Do we know them?” Sirius asked, getting excited.

“Yes.. but don’t freak out..” Teddy said as we started eating our breakfast.

“Why would we freak out? His it a Malfoy?” Sirius asked, frowning.

“No… Actually, It’s James Sirius.. We kissed for the first time last night.” Teddy smiled and blushed, waiting for a reaction.

Sirius and I weren’t suprised but we were so happy!

“Yes! James owes me ten bucks!” Sirius yelled.

“You knew?” Teddy asked.

“Well you guys kept blushing and smiling around eachother and let’s say James spent his Hogwarts years around us secretly being in love … We kinda knew a bit.” Sirius laughed.

“So you’re not mad?” Teddy asked.

“Why would we be mad my love? James Sirius is such an amazing boy and I would love to have him in our little family!” I said, taking Teddy’s hand.

“Okay.. Thank you for being so supportive… I love you..” Teddy smiled.

“Oh we love you too my little baby..” I said.

“We love you more than anything!” Sirius added, smiling brightly.

“But I promised him that you would keep it to yourselves for a bit… He’s not entirely ready to tell his parents. I didn’t want to rush him but I wanted to told you guys so could you just, wait a bit?” Teddy asked, playing with his fingers.

“Of course love. We understand completely. We’ve been through the same stuff and you’re doing the right thing. The only way you can help him is by encouraging him and letting him some time to be ready.” Sirius said.

“Okay.. Thank you dads..”.

“Now let’s eat that delicious breakfast!” I laughed, attacking my plate.

We ate our breakfast and decided to have a family day, just like old times. Blanket fort, movies, popcorn and pyjamas.

June 7th 2014