hi i lost my number can i have yours

Imagine...Dean Using Bad Pick Up Lines

Originally posted by deanandcasstuff

Request: Congrats about your anniversary! Can I request a really fluffy dean x reader where they’ve been dating for awhile. Like maybe one night they go to a bar with Sam and dean uses all his bad pickup lines on his girlfriend.

Pairing: Dean x reader

A/N: I’m simultaneously proud and mortified at myself for this…


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Hetalia Characters When They Try Acting Flirty
  • Canada: Hey sweetie. I lost my bear....can I sleep with you..?
  • America: Hey girl. From a scale of North Korea to America how free are you..?
  • England: Hello, darling. I lost my phone number. Can I get yours?
  • France: Bonjour, mon amour. Are you from France? 'Cause MaDAMN!
  • China: Ni Hao. Is your name Ah Beng? 'Cause Ah Beng thinking about you.
  • Russia: I'll be Putin it in you tonight...
  • Italy: Ciao, bella. Do you have any Italian in you? Would you like some?
  • Germany: idk he just flexes his muscles and takes off his shirt.
  • Japan: Will you be my waifu?
  • Romano: Would you like to see my colosseum?
  • Prussia: He flexes his muscles too. Probably winks and wiggles his eyebrows, too.
  • Netherlands: he just throws money at you.
  • (I am not sorry)

Ok so as you might know, Villainous has a ask.fm, and some of the questions are in spanish, so here are some translations


Why is the bears name 5.0.5?
Its the number that Flug assigned to his project.

Is Flug hired or enslaved?
whats the difference?

What abilities do you have?
Imagine your worst nightmares, the most unpleasant and most terrifying blasphemies; Because its all nothing compared to what i can do

How many suprheroes have you defeated?
Too many! ive already lost count of how many incompetent heroes have been victims of my evil!

Can i torment 5.0.5?
you can annihilate him if you want.

(there is one about artificial black holes but honestly i have no idea what it says and google leaves me even more confused)

how do you dress like a gentleman and at the same time be so intimidating?
I like to do evil with class

About the plane that is… crashed beind your mansion, could that be Dr.Flugs lab?
That plane needs to be removed, its generating too many questions.

Dear Black Hat, i see that you’re selling weapons to super villains, but but what about your goal of dominating the world? now you’re giving the weapons to other villains. why the change of plans?
Boredom.

Hey!! what plans do you have about world domination by dear BlackHat?
Demencia! you’ve already asked me this six times in person this month! and now this!?

Black Hat, What are you?
Evil.


i’ll translate the rest if there is a demand for it

BTS Reaction to: another guy flirting with their S/O

Thank you to anon for the request!

***I do not own any of the gifs***

Seokjin:

The second Jin saw some other guy flirting with you, he’d rush over demanding that you introduce him to your “friend.” He’d be polite and friendly to the guy, although you’d still be able to see fire burning in his eyes. Jin would also stand really close to you, grab your hand, and basically do anything he could to make sure the other guy knew that you weren’t single. 

“Hi! I’m Seokjin, Y/N’s boyfriend. I love meeting her friends, you know being her boyfriend and all. Did I mention I’m her boyfriend?”

Yoongi:

Yoongi wouldn’t want to make it obvious to you that he was jealous when he saw another guy trying to flirt with you. He’d want you to know that he trusted you, so he’d watch from afar but you’d be able to see him glaring daggers into the back of the guy’s head from where he sat. I also imagine him getting up and walking by you about a million times, each time with a dark glare drilling directly into the guy trying to flirt with you. 

Hoseok:

If I could describe his reaction in one word: DISTRACTIONS. Hoseok wouldn’t say a word when he saw someone trying to flirt with you, instead, he’d stand in the back where only you could see him and try to distract you. He’d do every single bit of aegyo he knew, make kissy faces, dance seductively, and do basically anything he could to take your attention away from the other guy.

Namjoon:

Namjoon would be glued to your side when he noticed another guy making attempts to flirt with you. He’d be really touchy and would play with your hair and wrap his arm around your waist. He’d also be super snarky with the other guy, laughing mockingly at anything he said and probably mumbling snide comments under his breath until the other guy left. If you confronted him about it afterward, he’d play cute and act like he had no idea what you were talking about. 

Jimin:

Jimin would do everything he could to get you away from the guy trying to flirt with you. He’d come up to you and attempt to drag you away, claiming that he had to show you something really important. If that didn’t work, he’d come up to you, just deciding for you that it was time to leave and telling the other guy that you weren’t interested, all with an innocent smile on his face.

“Sorry, Y/N isn’t interested in you, try again never.” 

Taehyung:

Taehyung, of course, would probably have come up with his own special way of driving away the guy who was flirting with you. He would come up to you and the other person, acting like he didn’t know you and would make his own attempts to flirt with you. While the other guy would be trying to make you laugh, Taehyung would cut him off each time with a cheesy pickup line or a compliment, pretending that he had just seen you for the first time.

“Hey Y/N, I mean random stranger who I’ve never seen before, I lost my number, can I please have yours?”

Jungkook:

Jungkook would be similar to Yoongi in that he’d have a stone cold glare plastered to his face, except he’d be standing right next to you and staring directly at the guy trying to flirt with you. He’d  keep his eyes glued to the other guy, keeping a firm scowl until he left out of utter uncomfortableness. Afterward, it’d be really difficult to get Jungkook off of you as he’d follow you around for the rest of the day, ready to scare off anyone else who dare to flirt with his S/O. 

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How Do Ya Like Them Apples?

Sure, Derek heard the familiar sounds of Stiles’ Jeep pull up outside his building and the steady, but slightly-too-fast beating of Stiles’ heart getting louder and louder the closer the elevator got to arriving at his floor, so it wasn’t really a surprise when Stiles came bursting into his apartment moments later. But what was a surprise, was the words that came spilling out of Stiles’ mouth as soon as he entered and laid eyes on Derek, where he was perched at his kitchen counter with a book in front of him.

“I got in! I got into NYU, Derek!” Stiles exclaimed excitedly, and then, with a look of determination set into his features, he added “and you’re coming with me!”

Derek’s whole body kind of… spasmed a little. The book he had open on the counter top fell shut when his fingers involuntarily twitched out of the way. He recovered fairly quickly, but not fast enough that Stiles didn’t notice.

“It wasn’t a question dude,” Stiles continued as though Derek had protested. “I know you only had 2 years to go when you followed Laura back here and I know they kept a spot open for you for next year. And you’re going to go back and finish your degree and you can show me around campus and we can get an apartment together and it’ll be awesome.”

Stiles grinned at him, tried to look eager but relaxed about what he was saying, but Derek could practically see the anxiety buzzing through him and sense his trepidation. Derek meant to say a firm ‘no’, if for no other reason than because Stiles was telling him what to do and Derek resented that, but instead what came out was “How do you know I was at NYU?”

Stiles gave him an unimpressed look. “I’m more than a little offended that you don’t instantly recognize my superior detective skills at this point.”

“I didn’t ask them to hold my place. I can’t just go back to classes like I never left, Stiles,” Derek continued quickly.

“Yes you did. Well, as far as they’re concerned you did. You formally requested an extended leave of absence months ago and they accepted your request to resume classes with the new admissions next year,” Stiles’ face was twisted in smug satisfaction, even with the undercurrent of anxiety still running through him, as though he simply couldn’t help himself.

Derek sighed because he’d done no such thing.

“I don’t even know why I’m surprised,” he murmured.

“Me either. You should know me well enough by now, dude. I made sure you were re-enrolled as soon as I sent my application in. Also, your signature wasn’t even a slight challenge, dude. After forging Dad’s monstrosity of an autograph on all my detention slips and grade reports through the years, yours was a piece of cake. You should probably work on that.”

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My Mind Is My Folly

Prompt:  Maybe you were the crazy one. What kind of person pretended to read a book while creeping on some random man at a bus stop?

Pairing: Lin x reader

Words: 4,721 (I got carried away…)

A/N: I am still debating on whether I should take a break from writing or if I should join the write-a-thon… I already have the ideas for some of the prompts, but I’m not sure if I have time to write and edit them. We’ll see! Sometimes if I am inspired enough, I can write a story in an hour or so. Anyways, I would like to thank @how-could-i-do-this ,@iwrotemywayto-revolution , and @imaginebeinghamiltrash . Thank you for being my soundboard, giving me encouragement to write, and editing. I was so close to scrapping the fic. I love you all and thanks for telling me that my writing isn’t as awful as I think it is.


You didn’t even have to stop pretending to read your book to know that he was here.

Every day for the last week, he would appear exactly at 7:30 A.M., ten minutes before his bus would arrive. He’d slide into the opposite end of the bench, coffee in hand and backpack slung over his shoulder. Then he’d sip his coffee and stare off into space, his knee bouncing up and down impatiently as he waited. Sometimes he’d come with a worn leather-bound notebook in hand or headphones in his ears; those were the days where the leg bouncing was the most intense.

Your weird fascination with him started the second you saw him. You’d been riding the bus for years now – partly because you were one of the few people that liked public transportation, but mostly because you found the inspiration to write when you rode the bus – and it was rare to see someone on this side, the “upper side” of New York City, use the bus. You were usually the only person at the stop, so naturally, your interest was piqued when he appeared.

He was a mess.

His hair was tangled, eyes puffy from the lack of sleep, and clothes wrinkled as if he slept in them. It was… not cute. He simply sat on the other end of the bench, not sparing you a glance, not asking if the seat was taken, and not even attempting to make small talk. He was so odd; you’d never met someone that was so out of touch with their environment.

But as the week unfolded and you noticed his little quirks, such as the leg bouncing and how he would pull at the ends of his hair when he wrote in his notebook, you began to look forward to seeing him, even if it was only for ten minutes until his bus came. He was interesting to observe.

You flipped a page and let out a noise of interest, pretending to have read something intriguing while you focused on him. Maybe you were the crazy one. What kind of person pretended to read a book while creeping on some random man at a bus stop?

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Part Eight // Somebody Else [A Stiles Stilinski Story]

Prompt: Stiles broke her heart and now she can never look at him the same. They remained friends, but she can’t exactly find it in herself to truly forgive Stiles and he doesn’t know how to accept her new relationship with the one person he can’t stand. Overtime, they both eventually got over each other… or have they?

Series (collab with @sarcasticallystilinski): Prologue Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven -

Relationship: Stiles Stilinski x Reader/ Stiles Stilinski x OFC

Warnings: NSFW, Explicit Sexual Content, Oral (female on male), Fingering, and Swearing.

Word Count: 2,908

A/N: Well, guys this is it. I know I can speak on behalf of my partner in crime throughout all of this and myself that we are so happy with how much everyone seemed to like this story. We love it so much and to see people actually love it too is amazing. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy this finale (also if you haven’t followed @sarcasticallystilinski yet you really should because she’s fucking awesome)!

“Katalina?”

It was as if the entire world stopped moving around, except for the floor that suddenly shook and fell beneath her feet the moment her eyes landed on his. The same warm honey colored ones, with also a hint of curiosity in them, that never ceased to take her breath away. Stiles stared at her with confusion on his face at her sudden appearance on his doorstep, his heart now beating faster with her here.

All of the thoughts and words she once had planned to confess to him immediately flushed away from her mind and all Katalina could do was gaze in awe at him. The boy who she missed so dearly and wanted back in her life more than anything. The boy who had her completely wrapped around his finger.

“Katalina?” Stiles repeated to the completely still girl with wide eyes as he snapped his fingers in front of her face, hoping to somehow bring her back to the real world. “Hello?”

The snapping seemed to work because the second he did, her mind seemed to function again and she slightly jumped back to life. Shaking her head, Katalina nervously tried to swallow the lump in her throat.

“I-I had a whole speech planned. B-But then I saw you again and I-I lost every train of thought I’ve ever had.” She confessed and Stiles’ eyebrows quirked in response.

“I guess I still have lingering effect on you, huh?” He chuckled light-heartedly, scratching the back of his neck.

The comment was just a small and simple remark to make the tension between them a little less awkward but Katalina took it more seriously than Stiles expected.

“Of course you still have an effect on me.” She stated and the pace of his heartbeat increased considerably. “Because sure I can delete your number on my phone and unfriend you on Facebook to try to forget you or even erase photos of us. But, what the hell do I do about your husky voice still ringing in my ears? Or the feeling of your igniting touch lingering on my skin? Tell me, what do I do about all of the memories we share together and the burning image of your breath-taking smile I see every damn time I close my eyes?”

Stiles’ eyes were wide at how much he didn’t expect Katalina’s words. He knew that at one point she loved him but he had no idea that, even after everything, she still loved him with such passion and fire. It made his heart feel warm and a sense of peace he hasn’t felt in years.

“T-That was amazing for someone who forgot their speech.” Stiles stuttered, not knowing how to respond in a non-sarcastic way. “You should really get into improv.”

Katalina let out a sudden laugh and the beautiful sound was music to Stiles’ ears as it mended his broken heart back together. And the gorgeous smile on his face was what put her back together as well. All of the ice that was in both of their wounded hearts was being repaired with warmth which melted away all of the cold.

“Huh, I guess I should.” Katalina giggled.

“I missed the sound of your laugh.” Stiles smiled and a heated blush crept up her cheeks at the confession.

“I missed you.” Katalina pushed loose hair behind her ear and Stiles couldn’t hide the way he swooned.

“You did?”

“How could I not? You’re everything I’ve ever wanted and more.” She grinned, quoting his own words from the letter he wrote to her.

Stiles’ heart stopped when she did and there isn’t a single doubt in him that his soul is connected to hers and that he only belonged to the beautiful girl standing at his doorstep.

“So, I take it that you read my letter?” Stiles smiled with a blush and Katalina nodded, smiling back at him without second thought.

“I definitely did. And it’s funny because ever since I finished it, I couldn’t stop thinking about you.” She stated. “Which actually made me wonder just how long you’ve been on mind.

"And then it occured to me: Stiles, ever since I met you,” Katalina continued. “You’ve never left.”

The boy whose heart was destroyed and ruined beyond repair felt it come back to life along with the girl whose heart was once mangled and weighing heavily beneath her ribs. The words and confessions they shared with each other took out those shattered hearts, stitched them back up and returned them whole.

“I love you, Stiles Stilinski.” Katalina said the words he has been dying to hear for the longest time. “Always have, always will.”

“If you really think that I’m going to just run back into your arms after everything that happened,” Stiles began to say and Katalina’s face immediately fell, knowing that it couldn’t possibly end well. But, Stiles suddenly placed his finger under her chin and lifted her face to look back up at him. His eyes were warm and he had a soft smile on as he placed his hand against her cheek. “Then, you’re absolutely right.”

Neither one of them needed to say anything else to know that all of the tension, the anger, the hurt and awkwardness between them left both of their bodies to never again return. The two gazed lovingly into each other’s eyes before Stiles glanced down at her lips and Katalina’s breath hitched in her throat at the knowledge of what was about to come. Butterflies made their way into her stomach as Stiles closed his eyes and leaned in closer to her. She shut her own eyes in preparation and a feeling of happiness sparked in her heart the second his soft lips touched hers.

The kiss was calm and smooth, both desperately wanting to show their passion through slow movements. Stiles’ and Katalina’s lips meshed together in an addictive pace, both groaning when they needed to breathe.

“I love you, too.” Stiles breathed, his forehead resting on hers. “And I have to say, you look absolutely beautiful with that sweater on.”

“I had a feeling you’d like it.” She smirked.

“Did you now?”

“Yeah, but wouldn’t you like it better if it wasn’t on me anymore?” Katalina grinned, feeling a need to be closer to him than just by their lips touching. “Is your dad home?”

“No.” He smiled. “He’s working the whole night shift.”

“Really?” Katalina smiled back.

“Really. Do you want to come in?” Stiles asked and the young girl felt no need to hold back her smirk.

In a matter of seconds, their mouths crashed together again and this time the kiss was hard and desperate. Stiles, suddenly, pulled her into his house and she let out a laugh at the unexpected move. Once they were both inside, he slammed the door shut  and pulled her lips back on his. He didn’t even wait before lowering his hand from her cheek and placing both of them on her ass.

“Jump.” Stiles commanded with a husky voice and Katalina shivered at just how sexy he was.

She followed his directions and thrusted herself up into his arms, letting out a small yelp when Stiles squeezed her ass. However, she took this opportunity of accidentally breaking their kiss to grab the hem of his lacrosse sweatshirt she was wearing and pull it off her body. Katalina couldn’t find a worry in her bones as she threw it on the floor and Stiles turned them around to walk up the stairs. Their lips were back together and Stiles successfully managed to climb the staircase with Katalina tight in his arms. With every step he took, both teenagers became more and more excited to be joined together again after everything terrible that happened.

Careful not to drop her, one of Stiles’ hands let go of her to open his bedroom door. After they were inside, without breaking their kiss, he put his hand back and closed the door shut with his foot. Katalina’s body bounced on the mattress the second he dropped her on the bed and, with lust rushing in the both of them, Stiles reached behind his back to gab his shirt and yank it off of him. A jolt of desire sparked inside of him at the sight of Katalina biting down on her lip and pulling of the shorts she was wearing. Both pieces of clothing fell on the ground at the same time and Stiles excitedly dropped his sweatpants. His eyebrows quirked when he stepped out of the pants and just as he was about to remove his boxers, Katalina scooched to the edge of the bed and swatted his hands away.

The sight of his bulge straining against his blue underwear and a little wet from his increasing amount of precum was what made Katalina jump into action, completely turned on from how much he was. Stiles’ body shuddered when she lightly played with the dark hair above his briefs before snapping the hem of his boxers against his hips. She pulled it down his legs and audibly moaned when his erection appeared in front of her which made Stiles moan in response.

“You don’t have to-” He began to suggest even though lust was clouding his mind and thoughts.

“Oh, Stiles, I want to.” Katalina interrupted as she wrapped her dominant hand around his base and the other grasped his thigh for stability.

She licked her lips in excitement and Stiles felt as if he would melt from how hot the girl he loved was. The second her warm and wet mouth wrapped around his swollen tip, Stiles couldn’t hold back the animalistic groan that came from deep within him. That exact sound, however, made the amount of wetness already pooling in Katalina’s panties to grow even more. Stiles’ hands made their way into her hair as she gently sucked his head, swirling her tongue on his slit and collecting the salty precum.

“Fuck, Kat.” He moaned, massaging her scalp and making her moan in response. Stiles, suddenly, bucking his hips at the vibration. “That feels so good.”

Katalina removed her hand from his base and placed it on his thigh. Stiles’ eyes rolled to the back of his head and he twitched immediately the second she took all of him in, his tip touching the back of her throat.

Stiles’ grip on her tightened when he couldn’t hold back anymore and thrusted into her mouth, which to be honest, Katalina didn’t even mind. She loves the way his face contorts in complete pleasure and, even though tears are now watering in her eyes at how intense this was, Katalina’s enjoying it just as much as he is.

“O-Okay, stop stop stop.” Stiles groaned, pulling her off of him.

Her lips detached from Stiles’ shaft, a small string of spit taking her place, and she pouted at the sudden loss of contact. Stiles was breathing heavily as he reluctantly opened his eyes and let go of Katalina’s hair. He looked at her and never has she looked more beautiful. Her lips were red and swollen, but her eyes were sparkling up at him.

“I don’t want to cum unless it’s in you.”

“Well, then what are you waiting for?” Katalina smirked, both of their pupils immediately dilating.

Those words snapped something in Stiles like never before and he immediately dove into action. He kicked his boxers completely off of his legs as Katalina backed up on the bed and he gently pushed her down onto the mattress. His lips were back on hers with such need and desperation that their teeth were now clashing as they kissed but neither one of them truly cared enough to stop. Stiles’ hands slid behind her back and unclasped her bra with ease. He broke their kiss to plant wet ones on her skin as he slipped the straps down her shoulders. The bra soon met the rest of their clothes on the floor and Stiles instinctively placed his mouth on one of her breasts.

Stiles’ hand trailed down her body until they reached the hem of her panties and, without even feeling like teasing her since he too desperately wanted more, he pulled it off her legs and dropped them elsewhere. He sucked lightly on her pulse point and the increasing ache in her core was interrupted when he unexpectedly skimmed his middle finger inbetween her soaking wet folds.

“Holy shit.” Stiles moaned and Katalina’s hips bucked from how badly she wanted more friction.

Stiles complied and slipped his middle finger into her warmth, earning a loud and shameless moan from her lips. He gently hooked his finger inside of her and moved against her walls, the delicious feeling stimulating intense pleasure in her which provoked sudden desire for more than just his sexy hands.

“Stiles,” Katalina moaned, her voice breathless as she leans her head back into his pillow. “I need more.”

He thought she meant more of his hands and began to slip another finger inside of her only to be stopped by Katalina’s hand grasping on his wrist. Stiles immediately removed his face from her nipple to look up at her with curious eyes.

“I need more of you.”

Stiles’ erection immediately twitched at her seductive voice and, without missing a single beat, he pulled his fingers out of her and put them into his mouth. Katalina moaned at how sexy he looked and Stiles moaned at how amazing she tasted before he spread her legs further apart and pumped himself a few times at her entrance. Stiles wet himself with her arousal and gazed deep into her eyes when he knew they were both ready.

Katalina’s own warm eyes stared at him as she reached for his free hand and laced it with her own, the small act of tenderness making his heart flutter. With their fingers intertwining together and never breaking their intense but affectionate stare, Stiles carefully slid himself inside of her. Due to how wet and slick she was, moving into her was easy and completely pleasurable. Both of them let out loud moans of appreciation at the fact that they were connected again after everything, but this time in the right way. There was no more guilt, no more pain and no more worries floating over their heads. Stiles and Katalina were finally back where they belonged. They were finally home.

Stiles thrusted into her slowly, feeling no need to make this fast and desperate. He wanted to enjoy every second he had with her and she certainly didn’t complain. The slower Stiles moved, the faster their hearts beat. They both gazed at each other with such love and care in their eyes that Katalina couldn’t hold back the smile on her face. The sight made Stiles’ entire body flood with happiness, the same happiness he hasn’t felt in the longest time.

It’s like what’s said in the 80’s movie they both love so much, St. Elmo’s Fire. “There are several quintessential moments in a man’s life: losing his virginity, getting married, becoming a father, and having the right girl smile at you.” That right girl to Stiles was Katalina and he knew that this image of her smiling up at him adoringly as he made love to her would be burned in his memory forever.

Even though they went slow, the deep thrusting certainly didn’t fail to build up an insane amount of pleasure in them. And before they even knew it, Stiles and Katalina were succumbing to the lust and intense orgasms were crashing down on them with incredible force. Electricity and ecstasy ran through their veins as they cried out each other’s names, her back arching into his chest and her toes curling into the mattress. Stiles’ moans, on the other hand, were muffled when he stuffed his head back into her neck at the same time that his body twitched and released his liquids inside of her heat.

When the pleasure pooling in their bodies was replaced with satisfaction and bliss, Stiles pulled himself out of Katalina and fell beside her on his bed. They were so peaceful from the loving sex they just had that they didn’t even mind the sweat lingering on their skin or the evidence of arousal still on their groins. All they could think about was how in love they were with each other as Stiles wrapped his arms around her naked body and brought Katalina closer into his bare chest. Pushing her damp hair off her face, Stiles left tender kisses on her forehead.

“I’ll never stop loving you, Kat.” He smiled and, even though she was already sleepy, Katalina looked up at him with admiration in her eyes.

“I’ll never stop loving you either, Stiles.”

Stiles leaned in and kissed her deeply, too addicted to her lips to let go. The kiss was so passionate and full of love that it put every other kiss on the planet to shame. Since the invention of the kiss, there have been a few that were rated the most romantic, the most pure. But, this kiss left them all behind.

It didn’t matter how hard Theo or the universe itself tried, these two were inseparable and nothing would ever keep them apart. Even when the odds worked against them, Stiles and Katalina would always find a way back to each other, no matter what.

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And the next question he asked me is, “What are we going to do about the teeth, Dad?” because immediately he started calling me ‘Dad’. Robin as originally written was a little bit older, and he had a set of false teeth, he had dentures.
So I asked Ben, “What do you think we should do about the teeth?” and he says, “Well, I’ve had quite a lot of dental work done, I can give you my dentist’s number and you can call him, and we can set up an appointment and we can have my teeth pulled out.”
So I said, “Okay, what’s your dentist’s number?” And he gave me his dentist’s number, and I took it down, I called his dentist. About a week later, I had Ben Mendelsohn’s dental records in my possession - to give you an idea of the insanity in which you go through making a movie, or at least I go through making a movie. I kind of lost a little bit of grip of my judgement there.
Thankfully I had good producers to not let me have Ben Mendelsohn’s teeth pulled out for the movie. Both Ben and I were… we couldn’t understand why we couldn’t have his teeth pulled out. I do have to say - a day before production started, I was sitting by a fruit stand with Ben Mendelsohn and we were eating peaches, they weren’t the ripest peaches. But I remember watching Ben eat those peaches and seeing the juice drip down his chin, thinking to myself, I’m very happy that I didn’t have Ben get his teeth pulled out for the movie.

- Derek Cianfrance, The Place Beyond the Pines commentary

Cheesy PickUp Line Challenge

4,001 of you wonderful souls follow me now 

and I swore to myself I wouldn’t do a challenge with every milestone, but… I’m gonna do one for this.

Below the cut is a list of the cheesiest and somewhat dirty pick-up lines that will serve as prompts for this little celebration.

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Little Sister

Summary: Based on this anon request-

Can you write one for me? Tony’s baby sister moving to the tower after a nasty break up with an abusive bf and he asks Bucky to help her with some self defense moves? She’s super shy and sweet to ppl. They end up dating and tony approves cause he knows Bucky would never hurt her.

Bucky x reader. FLUFF/BRIEF ANGST. Word count: 1,818.

TW: Reference to abusive ex (not super detailed).

A/N: Sorry this took so long, but I kept toying with the ending until I got what I think was the best result. I hope you enjoy it!!!

Your name: submit What is this?


“Hey everyone, so this is my younger sister Y/N. She’ll be staying in the tower for awhile, so if could all be your usual warm and welcoming, that would be great,” said Tony as he introduced you to the team. They were all sitting around the television in the common room watching a movie.

“I didn’t know you had a younger sister, Stark,” said Sam.

“Yeah, Y/N doesn’t like the spotlight quite like I do,” replied Tony.

“Well, make yourself at home, Y/N. On behalf of everyone, welcome,” said Steve.

“Yeah! It’ll be nice to have another girl around! What brings you here, Y/N?” asked Wanda.

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Memories (Music Store!Yoongi)

Plot: #3: “Looks like we’re gonna be stuck here for a while.” + #36: “You’re so clingy, I love it.” + #58: “If I win, you do dishes for a week.” with music store owner!Yoongi

Word Count: 885

A/N: so werewolf!joon as a father is in the works, it should be out either tomorrow or the day after that!! So I was thinking about what to write for today and this idea popped into my head and then I had to write it bc once I get an idea of what I wanna write, it’s pretty hard to write anything else so the link for this is music store owner!Yoongi (here) and you can also consider this a prequel to Yoongi’s proposal (here)

The store held so many memories for the two of you. It had been where you’d first met, six years ago. You remembered seeing the man behind the counter, his hair a light green color. He had been dressed in all black, a simple shirt with the sleeves pushed up his forearms, a silver watch exposed, jeans hidden by the counter, along with the black sneakers on his feet. He had approached you first, offering his help to find something, much to your relief. He had talked to you about different albums, offering up different possibilities since you didn’t have a specific one in mind to buy for your friend’s birthday, just knowing the genre your friend liked. His voice was deep, a slight rasp lacing his words, his eyes flickering from the albums he was pointing at to your face as you listened to him talk. You started to notice his words turn flirty, as did yours, the albums in your hands no longer the topic of your conversation. It had been that day you’d walked out with his number in your phone, the name “Yoongi” written at the top of the contact, bringing a smile to your face. 

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Hey guys, so I’ve been thinking about doing one of these for a while, and with summer coming up, I thought it was the perfect time to launch it, even if some of us have to work through it ;)

I’m kinda ashamed to admit some of these have actually worked on me before… Seriously. I’m a sucker for a good pun.

If this has a good response, I have some more ideas for challenges in the future :)

Now, for the boring bit:

Rules and regulations:

  • If you wanna participate, just send me a message with the prompt and the character you wanna do and I’ll cross your prompt off on the list.
  • There’s no minimum or maximum word count
  • It must be about a character from Supernatural
  • Reader insert only. No ships.
  • Can be smut, fluff or angst
  • You MUST tag all warnings at the beginning of the post
  • AU’s are definitely welcome!
  • The deadline is 12th July 2017 at 11:59 PM GMT
  • If you need an extention, just let me know - sometimes life happens and there’s nothing you can do about it, I’ll just add your fic to the masterlist when it’s finished
  • As for posting your story, just post it the way you normally would, but make sure you tag me so I can add you to the master post of stories at the end of the challenge, along with tagging #bad pickup lines challenge or #bpcl in the first five tags at the bottom of the post so I can track it, because my tags don’t always work

If you have any questions, please feel free to send me an ask or shoot me a message any time! 

Prompts:

  1. “Do you believe in love at first sight or do I need to walk by again?”
  2. “Hey, I lost my number, can I have yours?” - @fangirlofeverythingme (Sam x reader)
  3. “Here’s $30. Drink until I’m really good looking then come talk to me.” - @dontfollowmeimlostaswell (Dean x reader)
  4. “Save a horse, ride a cowboy.” - @death-loves-his-pickle-chips (Dean x reader)
  5. “Aren’t you tired? You’ve been running through my head all day.”
  6. “Come here often?” - @demondeanismybaby (Dean x reader)
  7. “I’m not sure which quidditch position you play, but I bet you’re a keeper.”
  8. “Are you my appendix? ‘Cuz you give me this weird feeling that makes me want to take you out.” - @death-loves-his-pickle-chips (Cas x reader)
  9. “I’m not a photographer but I can picture us together.”
  10. “Can you touch my hand? I want to tell my friends I’ve been touched by an angel.” - @darthdeziewok (Cas x reader)
  11. “Hey, do you have any raisins? No? How about a date?” - @profoundlystupendousdragon
  12. “Is your name WiFi? Because I think we have a connection.” - @death-loves-his-pickle-chips (Sam x reader)
  13. “Are you a magician? Because whenever I look at you, everyone else disappears.”
  14. “Do you work at Starbucks? Because I like you a latte.”
  15. “Sorry, you owe me a drink. [Why?] Because when I looked at you, I dropped mine.” - @chumi-la-chula (Dean x reader)
  16. “Are you a parking ticket? Because you’ve got fine written all over you.”
  17. “I was blinded by your beauty. I’m gonna need your name and number for insurance purposes.” - @roxy-davenport (Crowley x reader)
  18. “You look so familiar… did we take a class together? I could have sworn we had chemistry.” - @superbadassnatural (Dean x reader)
  19. “Hi, I’m Mr. Right. Someone said you were looking for me.”
  20. “If I had a star for every time you brightened my day, I’d have a galaxy in my hand.” - @wideawakeandwriting (Cas x reader)
  21. “Damn, if being sexy was a crime, you’d be guilty as charged.” - @death-loves-his-pickle-chips (Crowley x reader) imagine I’ve put a line through this one, I’m on mobile atm 
  22. “Charizards are red, Squirtles are blue, if you were a Pokémon, I’d choose you.”
  23. “When God made you, He was showing off.” - @idjitsinplaid
  24. “Put down that cupcake, you’re sweet enough already.” - @kathaswings
  25. “People call me [insert name here], but you can call me tonight.” - @letmewriteyourlove (Dean x reader)
  26. “If a thousand painters worked for a thousand years, they could not make a work of art as beautiful as you.”
  27. “Wanna go bowling? I thought it might be right up your alley.” - @saltyburnssam (Sam x reader)
  28. “What’s on the menu? Me-N-U.” - @gone-to-fight-the-fairies (Gabriel x reader)
  29. “Your eyes are like the ocean, and baby I’m lost at sea.”
  30. “You’re so cute it’s distracting.” @isometimeswritesomethings
Soulmate!Seokmin

(Notes! Three more!! Please request otherwise I may not continue. Oops)

•you share the same emotions as your soulmate
•if they’re very happy, so are you
•if you’re sad, so are they
•when you meet, you feel all emotions at once
•they can choose to act on your emotions or on their own

•ever since you were little, your soulmates main emotion was happy
•which was amusing to you because you were quite cynical
•you had grown used to ignoring the happiness in the pit of your stomach
•it wasn’t your happiness, it was your soulmates
•which you dubbed as sunshine, since they always seemed to be happy
•you were actually a little worried when the happiness in your stomach fizzled away
•it was replaced with sadness, your least favorite emotion
•so you tried to be happy, since that would make him happy
•it seemed that the effort you were putting in was helping
•the sadness was still there, but happiness had taken over
•and that was all you really wanted

•when you got older you realized they emotions are complicated
•your own emotions difficult to tell apart
•but your soulmates were easy
•he only seemed to have two main emotions
•happy and stressed
•of course there were hints of other emotions but those were the main two
•you still didn’t like taking his happiness, it felt strange
•but you were trying to be an optimist
•to stop thinking that the world is against you
•it would take some time, but that was the mentality you wanted

•Okay so, you were in class one day
•waiting for your professor to come in, or just to never arrive so everyone could leave
•sadly he arrived, with another teacher
•quite a few kids knew this teacher
•she was a famous violin player, also the singing teacher
•a stubborn pain in the ass, if you had to describe her
•they walked to the front of the class, standing there for a minute
•standing there with smiles on their faces, as if they were reviling in everyone’s fear
•before she opened her mouth, beginning to explain her appearance
•basically she just said that for an exam, you and one of her students would form a duo
•when one of the students asked if they could make their own duos
•she actually stuck her nose in the air and said no
•so your professor called her students into your class
•watching all the students file down the stairs, one by one, started to amuse you
•since they looked like they were being sentenced to prison
•you started to stifle your laughter, not wanting to be called out
•luckily the professors were trying to get the rest of the kids to get down so they didn’t say anything about you giggling
•one of the boys in the female professors group, was also starting to laugh
•his smile was blinding!
•he could fight the sun and honestly might win
•"seokmin and y/n.“
•the professor called, making the boy who had been laughing look at you
•you waved and he started to climb up the stairs
•as he started coming closer, you felt yours eyes starting to tear up
•as you started to wipe them, you felt happiness and anger flood into you for no reason
•looking up at him, with your teary eyes and you fists clenched
•he looked the same but had a huge smile on his face
•"my name is seokmin, but you can call me anytime.”
•making you giggle, feeling the anger subside and your eyes stop flooding
•"I’m y/n, I lost my number, can I have yours?“
•adding a wink for good measure
•causing him to laugh
•making you laugh along with him, because seeing him made you feel a lot happier already

•back to the project though!
•you and he decided to go and sing Disney though instead of a romantic song
•so when it’s time for you two for to go in front of the class, both of you are laughing
•but when you are in front of the class, and the music starts
•you start singing Hakuna Matata
•causing him to smile, and nearly blind everyone
•when he joined in, it was so silly but you two looked so in love
•"Every time that I…”
•"Hey! Seokmin! Not in front of the kids!“
•"oh. Sorry.”

•even though the professors questioned you choice in songs
•you guys got the highest grade in class
•much to seungkwan disproval
•"HOW??“
•"by the power of love, kwan.”

•yeah, what this relationship consist of is impromptu concerts, cuddling, and so many Disney movies
•like a lot
•your favorite thing about meeting your soulmate is that whenever he’s sad, you can fix it
•more then stuffing yourself with cotton candy
•(you could eat it together instead)
•((he’s saved under sunshine in your phone))

anonymous asked:

can i request for headcanons of an AU where RFA has a crush on their cute neighbour? Like neighbour knocking on their door to ask for sugar etc

Yoosung:

  • I think we all know that Yoosung is the perfect kind of poor and adorable college student that could totally pull this AU off 
  • Hello, I haven’t eaten in three days and all I have in my cabinets is crackers please help
  • MC ends up cooking for him a few nights a week
  • He introduces them to LOLOL

Jaehee:

  • She’s so sweet
  • She cooks and  bakes so much and always ends up borrowing ingredients from them
  • Feels bad for using their ingredients though so she gives them some of the food she makes every time she cooks
  • She actually keeps borrowing ingredients so she can have an excuse to cook for them. 

Jumin:

  • Elizabeth is his main excuse. 
  • “Sorry I think my cat got into your house again”
  • “Jumin, it’s the third time this week” 
  • “Yes, but I think she did, so sorry”
  • “Wanna stay for dinner?”

Zen:

  • Always goes over to talk to them
  • He memorizes when they walk their dog so he can see them on the jogging route
  • Also changes his jogging route so he can pass them more often 
  • He starts to pet sit for them 
  • Surprise, they like his musicals 
  • They’ve been a fan of his for months and have been too afraid to talk to him and he feels like such an idiot 

707: 

  • He’s a wreck
  • “Hello I’m afraid my dog ran away, can you help me find him?”
  • Seven you don’t have a dog, shut up
  • “Hello, I seem to have lost my phone number, can I have yours instead”
  • “Can you come to my place for dinner some time?”
  • Great, now he just has to avoid blowing up either of their houses while trying to cook dinner
Thomas Jefferson x Reader

Modern AU

Request: “Thomas Jefferson x Reader smut?”

Requested By: Anonymous

TW: Crappy Writing, Smut, some swearing

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“Okay, be cool.” Angelica said and you shrugged.

“I’m always cool.” You rolled your eyes.

“(Y/N), I’m serious, I know you love parties but this one isn’t like the raves you go to, it’s fancier.” She finished fixing your hair as you both smiled in your evening gowns.

“I’m fine, truly.” You gave her a hug and both made your way to the front door.

“Alright lets go in.” She opened the door and you were greeted with what looked like a gala of some sort. You stepped in with Angelica and she closed the door.

“First person we’re meeting is the host, his name is-”

“George Washington, I got it.” You kissed her cheek and she nodded. You both went to Mr. Washington and shook his hand.

“Ladies, it lovely to see you.” He smiled warmly.

“The pleasure is all mine.” You responded.

“It’s nice to see you too, Mr. Washington.” Angelica smiled and shook his hand. After a bit of conversation, the two of you moved on to different people.

You had a conversation with Alexander Hamilton, which was really nice you really liked it. He was a good listener, and then Angelica took you to get refreshments.

“Oh, we have one more person to meet and then we can go.” Angie said and you nodded.

“I’m gonna go to the restroom.” You turned around and walked away. You entered the bathroom and fixed your makeup a bit, you smiled and stepped out of the bathroom.

“Well, hello, why haven’t we been introduced?” You heard a southern drawl call out from behind you. You turned around slowly, a man in a magenta suit was leaning against the wall.

“Well, I’ve no idea, I’m (Y/N) (L/N).” You outstretched your hand, and he shook it gracefully.

“Thomas Jefferson, but you can call me daddy.” He winked. Oh, that’s how he wants to play? You smiled, and he looked astonished as you weren’t flustered at all.

“Maybe Later, sweetheart.” You smirked and he recomposed himself.

“Why not now? There’s a very nice closet, right over there.” He pointed.

“Why, I’ve just met you.” You feigned offense.

“But I feel like I’ve known you for a thousand years.”

“I suppose.” You shrugged and turned around.

“-And where might you be goin’ darlin’?” He followed swiftly behind.

“I’d like to see just how nice that closet is, would you like to join me?” You raised a brow.

“Actually, yes.” He opened the closet door for you, looked around and closed it behind him.

Once closed, you locked it and his lips launched on yours, he started sucking and biting your lip. You opened your mouth and his tongue slipped in. You moaned a bit and he pulled away.

“We don’t want people hearin’ us now, do we?” He took off his suit coat and undoing his pants and belt. You nodded and he went back to kissing you.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and tugged on his hair as he moaned a bit, you pulled back and raised an eyebrow.

He started biting your neck as you felt something hard pressing to your side. You removed your hand from his neck and let your hand slip down to his dick.

You removed the briefs over it and grasped it, slowly moving up and down. He bit his lip and watched you with a bit of craving. He gripped your ass under the dress and pulled down your underwear. You jumped up and wrapped your legs around his waist.

He looked up to you for confirmation and you nodded. He pressed into you, and you bit his neck to conceal a moan. He started in a slow pace thrusting in and out.

You threw your head against the door and he kept going sucking on your neck. He pulled all the way out and slammed into you, hitting your g-spot you moaned and he looked at you.

You bit your lip and he started moving faster. His thrusts moving at a relentless pace you struggled holding back moans as he watched you.

“You look so hot like this, Jesus.” He whispered as you felt yourself close to orgasm.

“Faster.” You uttered out and he went faster. You sealed your lips shut, and closed your eyes as you clenched around him and came.

He gasped and came right after you. He rode you through orgasm and finally pulled out letting you down. You smiled and leaned against the door, “my legs feel like jelly.” You whispered.

He smiled and cleaned up fixing himself. You looked around and realized this is where they put the coats. You grabbed yours and put it on.

“I’ll go first, and then you.” You smiled and walked out. You crossed to the bathroom and fixed your flushed appearance.

You stepped out and saw Angelica looking around.

“Angie!” You walked over to her.

“Oh thank god, I thought you left. She sighed.

"No.” You shook your head.

“Were you wearing that jacket the whole time?” She asked eyeing you.

“No, I got cold and went to the coat closet to look for it.” You smiled and she nodded.

“Well, we should go.” She smiled.

“What about the other person you wanted me to meet?” You asked.

“Oh I can’t find him, it doesn’t matter.” She waved you off and you nodded.

“Lets g-” you got cut off.

“Angelica! Is that you?” You heard the familiar southern accent behind you.

“Thomas! Oh my god, we were just about to head back to the car, how are you? (Y/N) this is-” Angie smiled.

“We’ve met.” Thomas smirked.

“Oh?” She looked between you, “oh, oh,oh.” She winked, “I’ll leave you to it.”

“I lost my number, can I have yours?” He asked.

“How about you go look for it?” You smirked.

“I can’t, I’m a bit distracted.”

“I guess I’ll have to give you mine then.”

“That would be nice.” He winked.

You nodded and took his phone, putting your number in.

“I’ll be seeing you?” You asked walking away toward Angelica, by the front door.

“Of course.” He smiled.

anonymous asked:

helloo. can you do #11 with fem!reader & justin? fluff if possible, lol. thanks, you're the best! ❤

sure can,, here ya go, enjoy xx sorry its a lil shitty

#11: “I lost my number, can I have yours?” “[insert their name], I will hurt you.”


It was another party, at Bryce’s, of course. You only came because of your friends, who were now God knows where. After you found yourself a drink you headed to the food table, you recognised Jeff and offered him a friendly smile.

“Hey, Y/N.” He grinned back, shoving a mouthful of chips (crisps) into his mouth.

You laughed at the boy. “Hey, Jeff. How’s your night been?”

He shrugged, offering you some chips. “I’ve been playing operation ‘Clay and Hannah’, so I’m just refueling.”

You declined his kind offer politely. “How is that going?” You smirked, knowing about this plan for a little while.

He turned to look out the window, and I followed his gaze, finding the two walking and laughing at something. “It looks like it’s going pretty good,” You noted. “Good going, Cupid.”

Jeff laughed. “I’m pretty good, aren’t I?” He joked.

“The be-”

“Y/N!” Someone shouted your name. You spun around at the voice, finding a tipsy Justin sprinting across the room before coming to an unsteady halt in front of you. “Fuck, I forgot.”

You sighed, realising he might be more than tipsy. “I’ve gotta handle this Jeff, sorry, but I’ll see you later?”

He smiled, watching his friend retracing his Naruto run across the living room in order to remember what he was going to say. “Have fun with… that.”

You choked out a laugh. “I won’t, but thanks.”

You turned back to Justin, grabbing his arm as he stopped his running near you. “Justin, we’ll go outside, maybe you’ll remember there?”

He grinned, eye’s wide with excitement. “Good idea, Y/N!” He exclaimed. “You’re so smart!” He pet your head.

You shook your head in amusement and lead him out to the back yard. It was still pretty crowded out there, but the music wasn’t as loud and you could actually find a clear place to stand.

“I remember!” Justin shouted, pulling your arm back to stop you from walking any further. “I lost my number,” He burped. Lovely. “Can I have yours?”

You furrowed your eyebrows, unsure if this was a joke or not, or even a set up from Monty or someone. “Justin, I will hurt you.” You warned quietly.

His eyes widened in shock. “Why?!” He exclaimed, covering his crotch instantly. You almost laughed.

“Was that a pick up line or are you honestly just dru-”

“I like you, a lotta lot, and so, I don’t know, I asked the guys and they said to tell you that.” You wanted to hug him for being so damn cute. “Did it work? They said it’d work.”

You looked up to where his friends usually are, finding them all turned to watch what Justin and you were discussing. You finally nodded your head, laughing to yourself for falling for such a dumb line. “Yeah, Justin, it did.”

He grinned widely, turning to his friends and holding his arms up. “Boys!” He yelled across the yard. “It worked!”


lmao what is this

2ladsinloohve  asked:

Hi! I know we've never spoken. I love your writing so much. It's my birthday. Can I get some smutt? If it's not too much trouble? 🙈

well how can i resist a request like that? happy birthday, mia!

:::

They have a lot of sex. There aren’t many places in the flat they haven’t done something and Aaron lost count of the number of ways there are to make Robert come years ago.

But if you pressed him, if he had to choose, this would be his favourite.

He’s got Robert on his back, upside down on the bed, Roberts knees up, pressed tight to Aaron’s ribs while they rock together. He’s balls deep but it feels like more than that, like he could sink right inside Robert’s skin if he let himself.

Their chests are slip sliding with sweat, Robert flushed red right down to his nipples. His head’s thrown back over the end of the bed, neck straining, the perfect place for Aaron to scrub his chin, rough him up even more, chase the burn with his tongue, feel that moan vibrate right into his own mouth.

Robert’s hands come up, leaving wrinkled sheets to grip Aaron’s biceps. He uses his knees to pull Aaron in tighter. “Come on, come on,” he’s muttering, begging really but Aaron knows it’s mindless. Robert’s wide gaze is half vacant, not all there.

Aaron loves him like this. When he’s lost to it, chasing his own pleasure, fucking himself down on Aaron’s dick like he can’t help himself, can’t hold still.

Aaron shifts his knees, angles Robert’s hips a little higher, rocks a little harder. Wait for it.

Robert’s eyes slam shut, teeth sinking deep into his bottom lip as he rides out a shudder.

Aaron plants his fist in the sheets by Robert’s shoulder, gets a hand down between then to strip Robert’s dick in counterpoint to his thrusts. His own balls are aching, drawing up tight with the urge to let go but Robert has to come first. Aaron wants to feel that flutter, when Robert’s body clamps down around his, loosens back up in stuttering increments.

There’s sweat in his eyes and he’s going to be feeling this in his knees tomorrow.

Yeah. This is definitely his favourite.

Daddy Osterfield pt. 3

Warnings: little sex talk and a tantrum that is all.

Word count: 1605

Tagging: @misshollander1 @tomsleftbrow @newt-parker @143amberrose @rawrimamy16 @holland-toms (tagging people who comment and ask to be tagged)

Part 4 here

The coffee shop was a nice change from the atmosphere of screaming teens, at least here you got some quite apart from the coffee machine buzzing. You and Harrison sat opposite each other as Hannah, Audrey and Tom sat at another table, closer to the children’s table. Audrey had nearly outed you to Harrison as she called you mum and tugged on your shirt, if not for Hannah laughing and picking her daughter up to look at the cookies, the truth would have spilled out much faster than you expected.

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Felicity Smoak - A path of my own

Note: a theory from @bringbackianto sent me on a strong sadness rampage about Olicity eventually not happening this Season 5. At the sametime I considered the way Felicity has been treated and the way she’s isolating herself and this is the result…

The TV streaming was covering the Star City Gazette Gala, the Mayor was attending and getting the full coverage, his elegant girlfriend by his side; smiling together, their happiness coming through her screen.

In her heart Felicity was happy for Oliver. He had been through so much he deserved to be happy. She, on the other hand, hadn’t felt this void, this useless since the day her father abandon her.

The empty bunker was just a constant in her life as of late, even when it was filled with people she felt invisible. Just the hand that pressed the keys on the keyboard, a job almost anyone could do.

Out of the bunker things weren’t any better, if they were anything they were worse. She had nothing to occupy herself, and her brain, outside the Team mission, a mission she was far from being indispensable for it to be accomplished.

Oliver was talking to the reporters with the self assurance that came out of confidence, of being happy. A happiness she had lost.

She saw Dig, Lyla and Thea on the background. Her friends… the thought brought tears to her eyes, their smiles were for Oliver and Susan. While she was here alone. After all these years she had accomplished nothing, no home just a house that wasn’t even her choice, friends who were firstly Oliver’s friends and family, a mission that was firstly Oliver’s mission.

The realization dawns on her like she had just woken up to a nightmare. A nightmare she decides to end in that very moment.

Looking around she picks up her bag and the Pandora files thumbdrive and walks out of the Lair.

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“You can stay with me if you want?”


The elevator doors opened silently, pulling you out of your thoughts. Stepping out of the elevator, you turned left and walked towards your apparment. Usually you always had your keyes within reach, but this time you couldnt find them anywhere in your bag. Frustrated with the whole situation you emptied your bad on the floor and searched for your keys again. Mumbling little curses here and there along the way, until you heared a chuckle behind you. “Do you need any help?”, a male voice asked friendly behind you. Turning your head slightly to look over your shoulder you could see that the voice belonged to the new neighbor Jungkook, who just moved in a few weeks ago. 

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