honey we can see right through you

I daydream about what would happen if I ever saw you again
Maybe it would be in a bookstore
or a coffee shop
or a grocery store
Maybe you would be alone or with your new girl
I would be with my family or with a boy who treats me so much better
We would make eye contact
Or maybe you wouldn’t see me at all
But I am certain you would
However I would just see right through you, because you are no longer real to me
But perhaps you would try to resuscitate me
like a dead flower you try to revive by intense watering
You can try and act like we are still alive
Except honey I died awhile ago
So if we do ever meet again
Don’t try to make small talk
Just take in the image of me
Because I don’t even want to picture you anymore
—  aloseshermind, we are dead
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Author: @mf-despair-queen

Characters: Drummer!Dylan O’Brien/Reader

Word Count: 10,128

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Oral (female receiving), Multiple Orgasm, Public Fingering, Spanking, Sneaking Around to Fuck

Notes: Drummer Dylan does things to me y’all. Send help. Special thanks to @writing-obrien because she was a sweet pea and proofread this for me while I am trying not to fall asleep. Because we all know not to let me proofread when I’m sleepy. 

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Roman’s Birthday

Prinxiety (and bonus logicality if you want)

//


“Come on, Roman. Just a few more steps.” Princey’s birthday was always a spectacular event so when Morality had barged into his room, put a blindfold on him and pushed him through the corridor, he didn’t object. He had been looking forward to it, especially after hearing part of a conversation between Logan and Morality. They were contemplating having a clown but after much discussion, they rejected the idea. Turns out Anxiety’s scared of clowns. Well, add that to the list.


After almost falling down a flight of stairs, the blindfold was ripped from Roman’s face to reveal balloons, presents and… was that a kareoke machine? He was so excited, he didn’t know where to begin. “Do you want to do presents first?” Patton asked, beaming. Roman nodded, sitting on the sofa and picking up the first present.



Pushing the wrapping paper further into the bag, Princey began to open the final present. He’d had a drawing, a cuddly dragon and a few photos from Patton and a Spanish dictionary and a new sash from Logan (seeing as the dragon-witch had ripped a large hole in his current one). The final gift was from Anxiety which Roman found surprising, as they never seemed to see eye to eye. The tag on the gift read, ‘Happy Birthday Sir Sings-A-Lot, From Verge’


Roman ripped the purple paper of the tube-shaped present, revealing a poster. “It’s exactly the same as the one in my room. You know, the one you tried to steal three times?” Prince unraveled the large poster, grinning from ear to ear. Virgil rolled his eyes, despite the smirk that was prominent on his face.



“Kareoke! Kareoke!” Roman cheered at Virgil, trying to get him to put his can of Pepsi down and pick up the microphone. He didn’t. “No, Roman.”


“Come on, Virgil. It’ll be fun.”


“No.”


“Please? It’s my birthday.”


“I know. And no.”


Roman kept trying, sounding more desperate and angry with each attempt. Anx was just repeating “No” like a rythm, becoming aggitated and annoyed until he was shouting it over Roman’s pleas. Patton and Logan shared a glance, both escaping to the kitchen from the inevitable argument that broke out. It lasted an hour.


“No, Princey. I am not singing and that’s final. I am not going to embarrass myself in front of everyone for your enjoyment.” Princey couldn’t find an adequate response through his temper, which quickly cooled.


The disappointed Prince slowly trudged up the stairs to Thomas’s room. He hadn’t got the energy to 'sink down’ so he lay on his back on the bed, staring at the ceiling and thinking about his birthday. Eventually, somehow, his attention turned to Virgil.


Virgil, who was the very bane of his existence. Who couldn’t do one thing for him even on his special day. Who didn’t care about anyone, not even Thomas. Who always smirked when he knew he had won. Who flirted with him just to see him blush. Who was always messy. Who… Who shouldn’t have to do something he doesn’t want to do just because it was Prince’s birthday.


He sighed, sitting up. He was going to apologise. For the sake of being the better man. Apologise. To Anxiety.


He could picture the smirk on the emo’s face.


He hesitantly walked back downstairs, expecting an argument or, even worse, silence. He got neither of those. Instead, he got singing. Anxiety singing. Anxiety singing a song from Hercules. With Patton singing backup, excitedly bouncing around as Anxiety sheepishly sang through the easily recognisable lyrics.

“If there’s a prize for rotten judgement,

I guess I’ve already won that

No man is worth the aggravation

That’s ancient history, been there, done that

(Who d'you think you’re kidding

He’s the earth and heaven to you

Try to keep it hidden,

Honey we can see right through you

Girl you can’t conceal it

We know how you’re feeling

Who you’re thinking of)

No chance no way I won’t say it, no no

(You swoon you sigh why deny it oh oh)

It’s too cliche I won’t say I’m in love

I thought my heart had learned its lesson

It feels so good when you start out

My head is screaming "Get a grip girl

Unless you’re dying to cry your heart out

(Girl you can’t deny it

Who you are is how you’re feeling

Baby we’re not buying

Hon we saw you hit the ceiling

Face it like a grown-up

When you gonna own up that you got got got it bad)

No chance no way I won’t say it, no no

(Give up, give in, check the grin you’re in love)

This scene won’t play I won’t say I’m in love

(We’ll do it until you admit you’re in love)

You’re way off base I won’t say it

Get off my case I won’t say it

(Girl don’t be proud it’s okay you’re in love)

At least out loud I won’t say I’m in love”


Roman listened as the angelic voice made its way up the stairs and to the Royal’s ears. He silently stood near the bottom of the stairs, entranced.


Even with Patton’s excited voice going a little bit faster than the song, Roman couldn’t deny that they sang together in harmony. Well, it was Thomas singing with Thomas. He was so entranced, however, that he managed to miss the last step, falling (literally head over heels) and hitting the floor with a loud THUD. Virgil dropped the microphone at the sight and fled to the kitchen. Prince followed.


Anx leant against the fridge, slowly retrieving another can of Pepsi. “Why?” Prince asked from the doorway, getting his attention.


“Why what?” The other asked, closing the fridge door.


“Why that song?”


“It was the next in the playlist.”


“I checked through the playlist. It really wasn’t.”


“I just…I don’t…Shut up.” The blush was visible even through the thick foundation.


“You know, if you wanted to say something, you could just say it. You don’t have to hide it behind a song.” Roman got closer to Virgil, the sincere tone evident in his voice.


Anx stayed quiet, shaking his head slightly.


“C'mon”

Roman nodded towards the doorway and they both exited the room. Straight into Patton scream-singing the spongebob Campfire Song Song and Logan covering his ears with cushions, his eye twitching slightly. Stifling giggles, they both sat down to comfort Logan.



BONUS:


“So, I think it’s time for bed.” Morality dragged Anxiety with him as he sank down, leaving the 'emo nightmare’ in his own room and reappearing in Thomas’s living room to make sure the others got to bed. After forcing Roman to sink down, he turned to Logan. Logan could see the tired state the father figure was in so decided to pitch in. “You take the night off. I will clean up down here.” Patton muttered a 'thanks’ and sank down, yawning as he went.


Logan cleaned up the plates and cups and turned his attention to the kareoke machine. Picking up the microphone and taking a quick look around the room, he turned the machine on, planning to attempt the first song to come on. He hadn’t had a chance to give it a go between Morality’s constant hyperactiveness due to the large amount of sugar he had consumed and the bickering between the other two. A soft tune began to play. The song chosen seemed ironic to Logic, seeing as he was near enough incapable of understanding strong emotion. He started anyway.


“If I could begin to be

Half of what you think of me

I could do about anything

I could even learn how to love

When I see the way you act

Wondering when I’m coming back

I could do about anything

I could even learn how to love like you

Love like you

I always thought I might be bad

Now I’m sure that it’s true

'Cause I think you’re so good

And I’m nothing like you

Look at you go

I just adore you

I wish that I knew

What makes you think I’m so special

If I could begin to do

Something that does right by you

I would do about anything

I would even learn how to love

When I see the way you look

Shaken by how long it took

I could do about anything

I could even learn how to love like you

Love like you”


Patton picked his discarded cardigan (discardigan?) off the chair and silently sank down again, a smile and blush on his face as he turned the camera off.

Disney Lyric Starters
  • [ Classic, modern, golden days, you name it, i got it. Feel free to change pronouns etc. Also this is a looong post]:
  • "Some day, my prince will come."
  • "Some day, we'll meet again."
  • "Some day when spring is here, we'll find our love anew."
  • "And soon you'll find you're dancing to the tune."
  • "There isn't any let up. I hear them calling, calling."
  • "Every time she/he'd find a minute, that's the time that they begin it."
  • "They always keep her/him hopping."
  • "She/He goes around in circles till she/he's very, very dizzy."
  • "They have stars in their eyes."
  • "Side by side with your loved one, you'll find enchantment here."
  • "The night will weave its magic spell when the one you love is near."
  • "This is the night, and the heavens are right."
  • "Look at this stuff, isn't it neat?"
  • "Wouldn't you think my collection's complete?"
  • "How many wonders can one cavern hold?"
  • "I want to be where the people are."
  • "I want to see, want to see 'em dancing."
  • "Flipping your fins, you don't get too far."
  • "What would I pay to spend a day warm on the sand?"
  • "Sick of swimming. Ready to stand."
  • "And I'm ready to know what the people know."
  • "When's it my turn?"
  • "I can see what's happening, and they don't have a clue."
  • "With all this romantic atmosphere, disaster's in the air."
  • "She'd turn away from me."
  • "He's holding back. He's hiding."
  • "Why won't he be the king I know he is, the king I see inside?"
  • "Love is where they are."
  • "If there's a prize for rotten judgement, I guess I've already won that."
  • "No man is worth the aggravation."
  • "Honey, we can see right through you."
  • "It's too cliche. I won't say I'm in love."
  • "I thought my heart had learned its lesson."
  • "You keep on denying who you are and how you're feeling."
  • "Get off my case. I won't say it!"
  • "I steal only what I can't afford."
  • "These guys don't appreciate I'm broke."
  • "I can take a hint, gotta face the facts. You're my only friend."
  • "I'd blame parents except he hasn't got 'em."
  • "Tell you all about it when I got the time!"
  • "I think I'll take a stroll around the block."
  • "Let's not be too hasty."
  • "They're quick, but I'm much faster."
  • "Barely even friends, then somebody bends unexpectedly."
  • "Both a little scared, neither one prepared."
  • "Finding you can change, learning you were wrong."
  • "Certain as the sun rising in the east."
  • "There's something sweet and almost kind."
  • "I wonder why I didn't see it there before."
  • "Who'd have ever thought that this could be?"
  • "True he's no "Prince Charming"..."
  • "Who'd have guessed they'd come together on their own?"
  • "We'll wait and see a few days more."
  • "What I love most about rivers is you can't step in the same river twice."
  • "To be safe, we lose our chance of knowing."
  • "Can I ignore that sound of distant drumming?"
  • "Is all my dreaming at an end?"
  • "For a long time we've been marching off to battle."
  • "Our aching feet aren't easy to ignore."
  • "Think of instead, a girl worth fighting for."
  • "I want her paler than the moon with eyes that shine like stars."
  • "It all depends on what she cooks like."
  • "Bet the local girls thought you were quite the charmer."
  • "Yet the only girl who'd love him is his mother."
  • "Whatever you do, I'll do it, too."
  • "Show me everything, and tell me how."
  • "It all means something, yet nothing to me."
  • "It's all so close, and yet so far."
  • "I wanna know. Can you show me?"
  • "I wanna know about these strangers like me."
  • "Why do I have this growing need to be beside her?"
  • "Come with me now to see my world."
  • "Don't you disrespect me, little man!"
  • "You're in my world now, not your world."
  • "And I got friends on the other side."
  • "Sit down on my table, put your minds at ease."
  • "I can read your future. I can change it around some, too."
  • "You come from two long lines of royalty."
  • "I'm a royal myself on my mother's side."
  • "Your lifestyle's high, but your funds are low."
  • "Mom and dad cut you off, huh, playboy?"
  • "You've been pushed around all your life."
  • "Won't you shake the poor sinner's hand?"
  • "I hope you're satisfied, but if you ain't, don't blame me!"
  • "All that time never even knowing just how blind I've been."
  • "At last I see the light, and it's like the fog has lifted."
  • "If she/he's here, it's crystal clear I'm where I'm meant to go."
  • "All at once everything is different now that I see you."
  • "Come on, let's go and play!"
  • "I never see you anymore."
  • "We used to be best buddies, and now we're not."
  • "I've started talking to the pictures on the walls."
  • "It gets a little lonely, all these empty rooms."
  • "People are asking where you've been."
  • "They say "Have courage," and I'm trying to."
  • "We only have each other."
  • "It's just you and me. What are we gonna do?"
  • "Okay, can I just say something crazy?"
  • "I love crazy."
  • "I've been searching my whole life to find my own place."
  • "I've never met someone who thinks so much like me."
  • "Say goodbye to the pain of the past."
  • "We don't have to feel it anymore."
  • "Can I say something even crazier?"
  • "I've been staring at the edge of the water for as long as I can remember."
  • "Every road leads back to the place I know where I cannot go."
  • "It calls me, and no one knows how far it goes."
  • "I can lead with pride. I can make us strong."
  • "I'll be satisfied if I play along."
  • "What is wrong with me?"
  • "But no one knows how deep it goes."
  • "If the wind on my sail on the sea stays behind me, one day I'll know how far I'll go."
  • "Now I know I can be happy as a clam because I'm beautiful, baby."
  • "Scrub the deck and make it look shiny."
  • "I just love free food."
  • "Ouch! What a terrible performance!"
  • "You don't swing it like you used to, man."
  • "Send your armies, but they'll never be enough."
  • "You try to be tough, but your armor's just not hard enough."
if there’s a prize for rotten judgement i guess i’ve already won that no man is worth the aggravation that’s ancient history been there done that who d'you think you're kidding he's the earth and heaven to you try to keep it hidden honey we can see right through you girl you can't conceal it we know how you're feeling who you’re thinking of oh no chance no way i won’t say it no no you swoon you sigh why deny it oh oh it’s too cliche i won’t say i’m in love i thought my heart had learned its lesson it feels so good when you start out my head is screaming get a grip girl unless you’re dying to cry your heart out YOU KEEP ON DENYING WHO YOU ARE AND HOW YOU’RE FEELING BABY WE’RE NOT BUYING HON WE SAW YOU HIT THE CEILING FACE IT LIKE A GROWN UP WHEN YOU GONNA OWN UP THAT YOU GOT GOT GOT IT BAD woh no chance no way i won’t say it no no give up or give in check the grin you’re in love this scene wont play i wont say i’m in love you’re doing flips read our lips YOU’RE IN LOVE you’re way off base i won’t say it GET OFF MY CASE i won’t say it girl don’t be proud it’s okay you’re in love at least out loud i won’t say i’m in love
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Prompt: Liam get’s turned at an early age and he looks at you as his guardian/parent. Plus you’re dating Scott who’s always trying to look after him. (10 year gap between Liam and reader)

Pairing: Liam Dunbar x Reader (platonic) Scott McCall x Reader

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Marauders Preference - Disney Songs

A/N: Surprise! Marauders preference based on Disney songs! These are kind of short, but hopefully you still enjoy them!

James:

(If you want to listen while you read: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lSsx0PC5yrk

So this is love (humming)
So this is love
So this is what makes life divine
I’m all aglow, (humming)
And now I know
The key to all heaven is mine

You hummed quietly to the radio as you stirred the pancake batter by hand. Sure, you could do it with magic but the motion was relaxing and on a peaceful Sunday morning, you weren’t in any rush. 

You were, however, trying your best to get the food done by the time James woke up. James loved pancakes, especially the ones with chocolate chips and lots of syrup. Unfortunately for him, being a professional quidditch player meant staying in shape. Therefore, his opportunities for consuming pancakes were limited. He only allowed pancakes after a victory. Fortunately for the both of you, he had led his team to a commanding win the night before. 

“Please tell me you’re making pancakes,” came a sleepy voice from the doorway. 

Turning, you saw a messy haired James walking toward you in nothing but a pair of athletic shorts. 

“Of course I am. You won last night, didn’t you?” you joked. 

“I was on the pitch, wasn’t I?” he quipped back smugly. 

You huffed as you poured the batter onto the steaming skillet and focused your attention on the eggs cooking on the stove. 

James made his way over to you, placing a soft kiss to your exposed shoulder. 

“As much as I love your cooking, I love waking up to you more,” he murmured into your neck, his arms snaking around your waist. 

“Mm, well, what’s stopping us from going back to bed after breakfast?” you asked back, eager to spend a quiet day at home with your fiancé. 

“I like the way your mind works,” he chuckled.

“I like you,” you responded, kissing his cheek as you gently shoved him away. “Now, get off, so I can finish cooking.”

He groaned quietly but did as instructed, stalking off to the other side of the kitchen.

You worked in quiet for a few minutes. James watched you intently, etching the way you moved into his mind. Every one of your features magnified in the soft morning light. 

He was pretty confident that he would never tire of this. Spending the rest of his life with you. He couldn’t understand the couples that complained about each other. The ones that seemed to only be together out of necessity or convenience. You and James’ version of love was nothing like that. It was unconditional. It was fights with quick and sincere apologies. It was falling asleep in uncomfortable positions just to be near each other. Late night laughs and comforts after rough days. It was heaven. And James had the key. You.  

Eventually, James grew restless and began to sway around the kitchen, his moves not even close to the rhythm of the music. His terrible dancing sending you into giggling fits as you moved the food to the table. 

“You are, without a doubt, the worst dancer I have ever seen,” you laughed. 

“And you get to call me yours! How lucky are you?” He shimmied his way over to you, hands taking yours and pulling you onto the ‘dance floor.’ 

“James!” 

“Come on, love, it’s my day off! Humor me,” he pleaded. 

“Oh, alright,” you conceded and allowed James to parade you around the room. 

After the song ended, James rested his forehead against yours. “I love you,” he mumbled, pressing a kiss to your nose. 

“I love you, too,” you assured. “Can we eat now, though?”

He let out a hearty laugh, “Course we can. Can never resist your food, can I?”

Remus:

There you see her
Sitting there across the way
She don’t got a lot to say
But there’s something about her
And you don’t know why
But you’re dying to try
You wanna kiss girl

(If you want to listen while you read: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TrRbB-qUJfY)

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She’s quiet. But whip-smart. A humor that not everyone got. Eyes that sparkled in the moonlight. A mischievous glint that appeared when no one was looking. No one but Remus it seemed. And god, he liked her. More than he should. He knew she deserved better. Someone more stable. Safer. But he craved her. Craved her like chocolate.

Sitting across from her in the astrology tower, he watched her discretely. He loved the way her hair fell around her shoulders. The way her lips curved upward slightly. The way her eyes were filled with wonder as she examined the nighttime sky. 

“You ever think about how small we are?” she asked suddenly, her eyes never leaving the stars. 

“Um,” Remus started, a bit unsure of how to answer. 

“I mean, like, we’re so insignificant. We don’t even know how big this world is. We’re just a concept. We’re grains of sand in an infinite desert,” she marveled. 

He shook his head as she continued to ramble. His smile was one of fondness. He loved the way her mind worked. The way she seemed to just ‘get it.’ She didn’t get caught up in unnecessary drama or worries. She just lived. And that was something Remus needed. Badly. 

 “Remus?” her melodic voice shook him out of his own thoughts. 

“Huh?” 

“Do you think there’s a reason we met? Like do you think we were brought together for a reason?”

He hesitated for a moment, not wanting to scare her off. “I - I’d like to think so.”

She grinned, “Me too,” before turning back up to the sky. 

Remus wanted her. He wanted to kiss her. Softly. Passionately. Sloppily. He wanted to wake up to her in his arms, her hair splayed across the pillow like a hallow. He wanted to comfort her when she was upset. He wanted to tell her his fears. He wanted her to tell him he was okay just the way he was. He wanted everything about her.

“Y/N?” Remus mumbled. 

“Yes?”

“Can I -” he paused, completely terrified. 

“Can you what, Remus?”

He took a deep breath, “Can I kiss you?”

Even in the dim moonlight, Remus could see her cheeks redden, her mouth falling open slightly as she processed his request. 

“I-I’m sorry, I shouldn’t-,” Remus stuttered. 

“Yes,” she said boldly, cutting him off. “Yes, Remus, you can kiss me.”

He looked up at her in surprise. She had a soft smile playing at her lips and was looking at him expectantly. 

Leaning in, their lips met. The kiss was soft. Sweet. Everything it should be. 

When they pulled apart, she kissed his cheek in acknowledgment before asking, “Do you want to go to Hogsmeade next weekend?”

Sirius:

Who’d ya think you’re kidding?
He’s the earth and heaven to ya
Try to keep it hidden, honey we can see right through ya
Girl ya can’t conceal it
We know how you’re feelin’, who you’re thinking of

(If you want to listen while you read: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tl0DMTlwLw4)

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“You two are so in love,” Marlene clapped her hands together. 

Sirius had just left your room, his hand gently squeezing your shoulder as he headed out. Your eyes meeting one last time as he looked over his shoulder before he passed through the doorframe. 

“We are not! We’re friends,” you asserted. 

“No,” Lily chimed in, “Sirius and I are friends. We don’t look at each other like that.”

Marlene nodded in agreement, dropping her magazine in favor of teasing you.
“Told you!” 

“You two are unbelievable!” you sighed. Sure, Sirius was good looking and a good friend. And maybe, you two had been seeing each other secretly. BUT you were not in love with him. And he was NOT in love with you. 

You knew how Sirius was. He got around. He treated each girl with respect, but that didn’t change the fact that he was a well known ladies’ man. There was nothing about your relationship that hinted it was anything more than a fling. 

And that was why you couldn’t admit your feelings for him. Even to yourself. 

You huffed, “I’m going for a walk.”

Lily and Marlene shared a knowing look, but didn’t stop you. 

Making your way down the stairs, you saw the boys sitting on the couch. 

“Hey, (Y/N)!” James greeted.

You waved but kept walking. 

“Where you headed?” Sirius asked.

“Going for a walk,” you mumbled, shocked at how quickly your feelings for him had resurfaced. Upset at yourself for getting so worked up over them. 

Sirius started to respond, but you swiftly exited through the portrait hole before he could finish.

Tears started to well, and you put your head down as you walked down the corridor, no destination in mind. 

“(Y/N)!” Sirius called, running after you. 

Shit. Blinking your eyes a few times, hoping the tears would stop, you paused. 

He slowed to a halt next to you, “What’s wrong, love?”

“Nothing,” you answered, looking everywhere but his eyes. 

“(Y/N),” Sirius tilted your chin so you had to meet his eyes. “Talk to me, love. Did I do something?”

You shook your head. 

“Please, sweetheart, say something,” his voice was on the verge of breaking, his eyes worried. 

“I’m sorry,” you whispered. 

“For what?” he asked incredulously. 

“Getting attached. Falling for you.”

“I don’t understand?” 

“I know that we’re not serious. I know it was never going to be. But I can’t do this anymore. It hurts too much. To know this is going to end. You’ll find someone else,” you admitted. 

Sirius was quiet as he processed your words. His face going unreadable for a moment before he pulled you into his chest, his arms wrapping around you protectively, his lips pressing gentle kisses to your hairline. 

“Oh, (Y/N),” he chuckled.

“Don’t laugh at me!” you shouted, pulling away from him.

“No!” he exclaimed. “I’m not laughing at you! I just - I should have told you earlier. I’m not going anywhere. You’re not getting rid of me,” he clarified.

“What?”

“I guess I sort of fell for you. More than expected.” He rubbed his neck nervously, glancing at the ground. 

“You- you did?”

“Yeah. I think I love you, actually,” he mumbled, his cheeks red. 

Standing on your toes, you pressed a soft kiss to his cheek, “I love you too.”

The two of you grinned dopily at each other before finally heading back to the common room, hand in hand. Before you’d even made it through the portrait hole, you were greeted by cheers. 

“Called it!” yelled Marlene as Lily high-fived her.

You’re It (Chapter Three)

Pairing: Peter Parker/Reader

Synopsis: After you and Peter start dating, you decide it’s time to break the news to Aunt May.

Word Count: 1,686

Tags: @thisisthelilith, @team-fiction, @flossorz, @booksyoutubelife, @143amberrose @avengers-earths-mightiest-heroes

Chapter One, Chapter Two

A/N: I feel like I haven’t posted anything in ten years, but anyways, here’s my next chapter for “You’re It!” This year has been rough but now that it’s summer I’m hoping I’ll have more time and motivation to finish all the writing I’ve been struggling to complete. I hope everyone enjoys (if anyone is even still interested in this fanfiction, that is)!


You and Peter had been dating for about a month now, but it hadn’t taken more than a week for you two to grow familiar with each other again. Easing into your relationship was like putting on your oldest, warmest, most favorite sweater that had been hiding in the back of your closet for far too long. But in spite of this, he was still shy about showing affection. He was always afraid that you didn’t really want him to touch you, so he just kind of let his hand hover at his side to let you know that he wanted you to hold it. You were always more than happy to do so. He walked you home from school every single day since the time you two shared your first kiss. You both lived pretty far apart, but he didn’t mind dropping you off at your house before taking the subway home. You insisted multiple times that this was unethical, but he just ignored you and continued to do it anyways. Usually he rambled happily about school or whatever superhero antics he had gotten into recently, but today he was unusually silent.

“What are you thinking about, Pete? You’re being uncharacteristically quiet today.”

“Nothing…just, something May and I were talking about yesterday.”

He rubbed the back of his neck, letting you know that he was uneasy about something.

“Was it about me?”

“Yeah. Nothing bad! It’s just that I, uh, told her that you and I reconnected.”

“And by ‘reconnected’ you mean…?”

“I told her we were just friends.”

You stopped walking and stood in front of him with a sour look on your face.

“I’m really sorry. You don’t get how she can be sometimes. I just didn’t want her to make a big deal out of it.”

“Are you afraid she won’t like us together or something? Does she not like me?”

“No! She just…she’s been kind of crazy lately with me being happy and social and I didn’t want her to obsess over it.”

You rolled your eyes and started to walk away from him.

“Okay, I get it. I’m a huge idiot. I’m sorry. Y/N, I’m sorry!”

He grabbed your arm gently and you spun around. You glared up at him, but he pulled you closer to him and smirked. You melted immediately. Damn that adorable crooked smile.

“You are an idiot. Promise me you’ll tell her?”

“That’s the thing. She asked me to invite you to dinner at our apartment on Friday. Maybe we could tell her then? Together?”

You instantly felt the churning feeling of anxiety in your stomach when he said this.

“I don’t know, Pete…”

“Come on. Please don’t make me do it alone. Please?” He said, flashing a cheesy smile at you.

You rolled your eyes.

“Damn you and your cute face, Peter Parker.”


You let your finger hover over the buzzer to Peter’s apartment. Why did he make you come here by yourself? You could practically feel the sweat soaking through your clothes. All you wanted was for May to like you as much as she had when you were young, but you had changed so much. You took a deep breath and pushed the button. You heard a buzz and Peter’s voice come through the speaker almost instantly.

“Come on up, Y/N!”

When you reached his door, you raised your hand to knock, but jumped back in shock as Peter opened the door before you could. He shut the door behind him and pulled you into his arms.

“What are you-” you started to ask before he cut you off with a kiss.

“I just wanted to do that before we went inside. Oh, by the way, how do you feel about spaghetti?”

Oh shit,’ you thought. You loved spaghetti, but you didn’t know how to eat it without looking like a pig. Getting those long noodles on your fork and into your mouth without making a mess was something you had yet to master. Not the best food for a good first impression.

“Yeah,” you swallowed nervously. “Spaghetti sounds fantastic.”

You smiled and squeezed his hand, then followed him into the apartment.

 May was in the kitchen cooking when you walked in. She immediately dropped what she was doing and rushed to hug you.

“Y/N! Look at you! You’re all grown up. It’s so good to see you again after all of this time.”

You were surprised as she wrapped her arms around you in a gigantic bear hug, but relieved that she was still as warm and kind as she had been when you were a child. You couldn’t believe that you expected anything besides complete and genuine kindness from her.

“It’s good to see you, too! Thank you so much for inviting me here.”

“Of course! When I heard that you and Peter had reconnected I was so happy. You know, he hasn’t had many friends as of late…”

“Okay, Aunt May. Thank you,” Peter interrupted with a red face.

“I’m sorry. I’m just trying to say I’m happy that you have Y/N in your life.”

You looked at Peter and smiled, his blush increasing.

“Anyways, dinner will be ready in a half hour,” May said as she rushed back to the stove to stir the sauce she was preparing.

“If you want some help I would be happy to do something,” you offered.

“Wow, thank you, Y/N,” May said with a huge smile on her face. “I like her,” she mouthed to Peter, making sure that you could see it, too.

 You and Peter both worked together, chopping vegetables and pushing them into the sauce pan. Peter did a horrible job. The pieces he cut were way too huge and you had to fix them for him, trying to show him how you did it. One thing was for certain: Peter would never be a chef.

“You should probably just stick to saving New York City,” you whispered to him when May left the kitchen to search for ingredients.

He laughed and gave you a little shove with his elbow. When you were done chopping the vegetables, May insisted that you two go have fun, but not too much fun. Peter rolled his eyes and guided you out of the kitchen and into the living room.

“So, uh, want to watch a movie? We can finish it after dinner. You can pick.”

You grinned and walked over to the shelf to pick a movie. His collection almost brought tears to your eyes. He had every classic you could think of. It took you a while, but you finally chose Star Wars. You held it up to him and he smirked at you.

“My favorite.”

You sat beside each other for the next fifteen minutes until dinner was ready. You should have been watching the movie, but you couldn’t stop watching Peter. It was adorable how into it he was. He groaned when May called you from the kitchen, not wanting to pause the movie. You both helped May set the table, then sat down to eat. You were beyond glad that Peter was there with you because his terrible table manners made you look good. He kept making loud slurping noises and getting pasta sauce all over his face. May must have kicked him under the table to get him to behave because he suddenly sat up straight and stared at her with a wild look of panic and confusion. You had to fight very hard to keep a straight face. After the meal was done, you and Peter shared a look with each other, both understanding that it was time to break the news to May.

“That was really great, May. Thank you again for having me over.”

“You’re welcome anytime, Y/N. I’m glad you could make it.”

You looked back at Peter, then at May, then him again. You were trying to tell him that you wanted him to be the one to break the news.

“So, um, May? There’s something I wanted to talk to you about. Well, actually, something Y/N and I wanted to talk to you about.”

“And what might that be?” May said, crossing her arms on the table.

“Well, uhm…actually, Y/N and I aren’t just friends. We’ve been dating for a while now. A month, to be exact.”

You held your breath, bracing yourself for her reaction.

All she did was snort and break out in laughter.

“Oh, thank god. I was afraid Y/N was pregnant or you eloped or something. Peter, honey, I know. I’m not stupid.”

Peter looked dumbfounded.

“But…I told you we were just friends.”

“You’re a horrible liar, Peter. I can always see right through you.”

You let out a sigh and started giggling. She was right, he was a terrible liar.

“Anyways, I’m very happy for you two. I always knew you guys would end up together.”

You and Peter made eye contact across the table, sharing a smile and a tomato red face.

After dinner, you two tried to finish watching Star Wars, but you fell asleep against Peter’s shoulder. He was so invested in the movie that he hadn’t noticed. He turned to you to comment on something happening on screen, but when he heard no reply, he looked down and saw you with your mouth wide open, drooling on his shirt. He covered his mouth to suppress a laugh, trying his best not to wake you. He let you sleep through the rest of the movie, though it was painful for him knowing that you were missing the best parts. When it was over, he nudged you gently with his finger.

“Y/N? Pst, Y/N,” He whispered.

You stirred and opened one eye, letting out an exaggerated groan.

“What do you want, Parker?”

He smiled down at your half-asleep face and poked you one more time.

“Tag, you’re it.”

You smiled sleepily and burrowed your face into his chest. You knew it was late and it was time for you to go home, but you wanted to make this moment last a little bit longer.

How to Play a Player: Epilogue

Masterlist (this is a series and you’ll find the first seven parts on my masterlist)

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Warnings: none

A/N-(It’s my birthday and since I love giving more than receiving I thought I’d give y’all that thing you always ask for. Hope it doesn’t disappoint babes <3)

Song- Trade Mistakes – Panic! at the Disco Spotify/Youtube

Words- 2,109


You stared at your phone in shock and dismay. The glowing screen blurred as your eyes started to fill with tears. You sniffed and quickly wiped them away. There was no reason to be upset. It was just a text from Alexander Hamilton. Then again, it had been a year since you talked to him, a year since he left you crying in that cafe.

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Hercules (Reader X Jughead)

Request : no, my idea

warning: NONE!

A/N: man I was watching the whole movie while writing this, but because I was writing I missed majority of the movie. As a result I watched it again, haha.

but I really hope you guys like it! I absolutely love this movie till no end.BTW fun fact about me, I used the term Aromantic because I’m Aromantic. So I thought I’d tell you guys. if you don’t know what romantic is, it’s: An aromantic person is someone who doesn’t experience romantic attraction. 

anyway, Hopefully you like this and You find no mistakes.( since I’m lazy atm to double check) and the Bold  parts are the song. 



Friday, my favorite day of the school week and the worst schedule of the week. The usual was going to happen, I walk with Jughead to school, have almost every class with him. Thank God because as I mentioned the schedule is terrible but I have Jughead to entertain me during every subject.

 It was finally the last period of the day, history, which I don’t mind because we’re learning about the Greek mythology. “Okay class I’ll need you all to do a project, which will be in pairs.. you’ll enjoy some movies to watch and you’ll come back to class discussing the movie you’ve watch to the class. Now I’ll be naming the groups.”our teacher informs us as she starts to look through her folder to look for the paper with the pairs .

 Name after name is called and I still wait to find out. Findlay my name comes up, “(Y/N)(Y/L/N) and… Jughead Jones.” 

 I take a quick look at Jughead a shove him with my elbow, of course Jughead being Jughead rolls his eyes but I could swear I heard him say “ thank God.”

 Casually Jughead and I wait till she comes to our table and tells us which God or Goddess we’ll be talking about. “Y/N and Jughead, you’ll be talking about Hercules and Megara.. I know Megara isn’t a Goddess but their love story is amazing in this movie! You’ll be watching Hercules the Disney movie.” 

 I hear Jughead groan while I’m literally bubbling with excitement! Jughead looks at me and shakes his head knowing how much I’m a sucker for Disney films. It’s officially the end of the day and I’m grabbing whatever books I need from the locker. 

Suddenly I feel the presence of someone. “What do you want Juggie.” 

 “ Y/N how do you always know when it’s me? Anyway, I was wondering we could watch the movie on my laptop at my home but if you think my home is a bit too small we could do it at yours.” 

 “ We can watch it at yours, i prefer your house more than mine.. your place actually feels like home, but it will have to be after 6 because I have cheer practice.” I reason with him while closing my locker. 

 “ okay sure, and how on earth does my house that literally consists of only my bed, desk, small fridge, small bathroom seem more like home than yours? I never understood why you entered to be a Vixen.”

 I laugh at his comment because I’ve told him over a hundred times that being a cheerleader would be good on my college application.

 “Trust me little Juggie, home is where the heart is.. and your drive-in house is where my heart is. Jughead, I’ve told you a million times that cheerleading would look good for college.” After our discussion, Jughead and I went our separate ways. 

As I headed towards the gym I end up meeting with Betty and Veronica. “ A little bird told me that you and our Beanie boy are going to work on the love story of Hercules and Megara.” Veronica speaks with a smile on her face. Of course I know who the little bird is because Kevin sits right in front of Jughead and I.

 “ Veronica just say it’s Kevin, besides it’s just a project.” I shrug my shoulders.

 “ yeah, but I heard it’s about the Disney movie and the movie literally is the cutest thing ever! Besides I think it will be a good movie to actually get you to admit your love for your Juggie. I totally see you as a Megara, a damsel in distress, sarcastic, and someone who doesn’t want to admit their love. Besides Jughead is in love with you, it’s obvious but you just seem to ignore any affection he shows you. ” 

 I laugh and lower my head trying to hide my face because I know if Veronica or Betty saw my pink cheeks I’ll never hear the end of it. I mumble a “whatever” and hear both of them giggle.

 “Y/N! Show them how it’s done again! These girls are going to to give me high blood pressure.” Cheryl shouts I nod my head and reshow the moves and Cheryl sits down. 

I could feel my body aching, being the co- captain can be tiring. Especially when the Captain herself isn’t helping. An hour later we are done with everything and I’m headed to Jughead’s home hoping he’ll let me take a quick shower. I knock on his door and he’s quick to open it for me.

 “ you’re on time, good job little miss perfect.” He jokes and moves to the side to allow me to enter.

 “ shut up Juggie, anyway; can I take a quick shower because Cheryl decided to murder my body once again.” He nods his head and said he’ll prepare the movie. I walk into the bathroom and start to shower. 

I’m glad that I decided months ago to leave my shampoo, razor and body wash here because I’ve noticed myself from time to time staying over at Jughead’s house. We kinda help each other out, in return I do Jughead’s laundry,iron and fold them, make him homemade food whenever we decide not to go to pop’s and help with the cleaning at his house whenever it needs cleaning. 

 When I’m done with my shower I notice that Jughead left on the toilet seat cover a towel and a shirt of his. I slip on my underwear ,the extra spandex I keep with me and his shirt. I walk out the bathroom and notice that Jughead has arranged the pillows around his bed and the laptop in front of him, with the movie ready. I I take my time walking towards the bed, but since it’s a small place it takes me seconds to reach there. I hop onto his bed and sit next to him as we start to play the movie. 

 We are now at the part when Hercules would “save” Megara and he’s all googly eyes and she’s being sarcastic. 

 “ (Y/N/N) remember when we were kids and these kids were bullying you because you were short and I came in to save you. I say our relationship is exactly like theirs.”

 I hum in response “ yeah and then I said the exact same thing she said .. that my name is (Y/N) but my friends call me (Y/N/N) that’s if i had any friends… I was new to Riverdale so I had no friends. Are you implying that you were all heart eyes when you saw me?”

 He laughs so loud that I don’t think I’ve ever heard him laugh that loud in my life. “ you were the most beautiful girl I have ever met at the playground, and that’s why I called you by your nickname when you said that because I knew we would be friends.” 

 I laugh and return my attention back to the movie that was still playing. Now we reached the part when Megara starts to sing the song “ I won’t say I’m in love.”

 Every word that was sung I felt the exact same way, I felt like the Muses are Veronica and Betty .. After dating Reggie and what he did.. it absolutely broke my heart, and I said I would never fall in love again.. I even considered myself for 2 years as an Aromantic. But then Jughead just always made my heart warm every time we would be together.

 [Meg] 

No man is worth the aggravation. That’s ancient history, been there, done that! 

 [Muses]

 Who’d ‘ya think you’re kiddin' 

 He’s the Earth and heaven to you 

 Try to keep it hidden Honey, we can see right through you 

 Girl, ya can’t conceal it

 We know how ya feel and 

 Who you’re thinking of 

 I automatically think of what Betty and Veronica would always tell me..

 [Meg]

 No chance, no way I won’t say it, no, no 

 I internally laugh because that’s always my response whenever Betty or Veronica say I should admit my love.

 [muses] 

You swoon, you sigh why deny it, uh-oh

 [Meg] 

It’s too cliche I won’t say I’m in love

 I thought my heart had learned its lesson

 It feels so good when you start out

 My head is screaming get a grip, girl 

Unless you’re dying to cry your heart out. 

 After that verse I feel my head is screaming with joy! That finally someone or a song actually understands what’s it’s been trying to tell me. And that thinking of Jughead in a romantic way is wrong and I shouldn’t even bother.

 [muses] 

You keep on denying 

 Who you are and how you’re feeling 

 Baby, we’re not buying 

 Hon, we saw ya hit the ceiling

 Face it like a grown-up When ya gonna own up 

That ya got, got, got it bad 

 Once again Betty and Veronica’s words just keep playing … 

 [Meg]

 You’re way off base I won’t say it

 Get off my case I won’t say it 

 I feel myself now having an internal conflict That it’s true .. that I’ll actually never say whatever my heart is telling me. 

 [Muses] 

Girl, don’t be proud It’s O.K. you’re in love

 The last line of the song is the line that hit my heart like a ton of bricks.

 [Meg]

 Oh At least out loud, I won’t say I’m in love 

 When the song ended I feel like my heart has been warmed, that even though I’m in love with Jughead, I’ll never say it out loud. By the end of the movie, Megara and Hercules are happy together after Hercules saves her. And I feel like crying at how much he loves Her after everything she did. 

 Officially the movie is over and I turn to Jughead to speak but Jughead had something to say. “Y/N I need to tell you something.” I could hear the doubt in his voice but ignore it and nod for him to continue.

 Suddenly, I feel his right hand grabbing my side of my face and he pulls me in and kisses me. I feel like my stomach is doing flips and my heart is beating 100 miles per hour, but all I do is kiss back and letting this moment live

. When we pull away a whisper from Jughead is said “ will you be my Meg and I your Hercules?”

I’m Not In Love.

Characters: Bucky x Reader

Summary: Your history with guys is more than a little checkered and there is no way you are about to put yourself through all that again.  Even if you can’t quite get a certain tall, sultry, grey eyed super soldier out of your head.

Word Count:  2472 words

Prompt: Hercules – Won’t say I’m in love

A/N: This is my entry for @thorne93 for her fabulous 200 followers celebration (well done sweetie, you rock).  I originally requested Bucky then changed to Steve but ended up writing Buck.

There are a few things you can guarantee in life, if you drop your freshly buttered toast you know it’s gonna land butter side down, if you’re already running late you’re gonna hit traffic and when you bump into your total asshat of an ex with his new leggy supermodelesque girlfriend you’re gonna be in sweats with your hair scragged back and no make-up.  The look she had given you had made you want to punch her in her perfect, smug face.  Not that you wanted Brandon back, oh hell no.  That whole relationship was a total car crash.  You two were ancient history.  In fact, you had completely given up on men altogether.  No man on the planet is worth the aggravation and the second guessing and it’s not as if you had a ‘normal’ life.  As the lift doors opened you wandered into the lounge and dropped down on the sofa next to Nat who looked at your grumpy face with a raised eyebrow.  “You know what?  I get the prize for terrible judgement in men.”  You huffed and she tried to contain her smile as she shot a look across at Bucky who was lay on the other sofa pretending he wasn’t listening to the conversation.

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I miss her [Part 9/...]

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader
Words: 1832
Warning: cute fluff and some tears that fall.

Summary: Bucky and [Y/N] found themselves in the 21st century, the only problem - [Y/N] doesn’t know that Bucky is still alive and that he tries to find a way to get back into her life.

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And here is another chapter of my series!


It was an awkward silence when Steve entered the old flat and looked around before his gaze fell onto Bucky who stood in the middle of the kitchen. It was sad when he noticed how his friends had lived in these last months. Steve gave him a smile while [Y/N] went over to her boyfriend who looked a little bit lost. It’s been years since Steve talked to him but only a few months since Bucky saw him the last time.

“I have to thank you. I’m still alive because of you” Steve smiled softly and watched his friend’s facial expression. He seemed nervous which was understandable. Normally he wouldn’t even talk to Steve but because of [Y/N], he could stay calm.

“I couldn’t let you die. After what you said, I began to remember and I knew that you were someone important in my life, next to [Y/N]. That’s why I pulled you out. I remembered” Bucky explained to him before his gaze went back to [Y/N] who stood next to him and held his hand “[Y/N] told me there are people who are looking for us. Is this true or some trick to put me into jail?”

“Buck” she slapped him against his arm and he flinched before [Y/N] apologized for him “Sorry but he is very cautious since…you know..”

Steve understood immediately and nodded before it was his time to explain “I would never let this happen. You won’t go into jail. Tony and the others will do everything so this won’t happen. You can trust us. Besides [Y/N] would kick my ass if I would let this happen.”

“Yeah, I know” Bucky chuckled.

It was the first time in awhile that Steve could see his best friend smile again. It made him sad when he thought about all the torture Bucky had to go through.

“What do you say?” [Y/N] looked up at Bucky while his hand stroke the small of her back and he reflected if it would be a good idea. But when he thought about his memories about Steve and their time together, back in the 30s and 40s, he decided. He could trust him.

“We will come with you. But if anything happens to her, I can’t guarantee anything” he sighed while [Y/N] beamed happily and hugged Bucky by his waist “That’s the best decision”

“I know, I know” he kissed her cheek before she let go off his waist and smashed her foot into the floor. Steve jerked when he saw how [Y/N] pulled two bags out of the floor while Bucky mentioned “We hid them there so if anything happens we can disappear as fast as we can”

Nodding, Steve studied [Y/N] how she examined the two bags and threw one of them over to Bucky. The soldier catched it easily before he took his notebooks and put them into his bag “Do you have everything you need, doll?”

She nodded before the two of them followed Steve outside where Clint waited for them and smiled when he saw [Y/N] following Steve “Good to see you again, kiddo”

Grinning, she hugged him and introduced him to Bucky “Clint, this is Bucky. Bucky, this is Clint, a good friend of mine. I told you about him. He helped me with the fighting skills”
They shook hands while Clint bowed his head “Nice to meet you. Steve told us a lot about you and what happened. I’m sorry”

“You don’t have to be sorry. It’s over and I hope it will stay like that” Bucky nodded his assent before the three of them followed Clint to the jet which was hidden in a little garage somewhere near. Sam was already in the cockpit and began to start the jet when they entered “Hey [Y/N], how you’re doing?”

“Everything’s fine, Sam. Bucky, that’s-”

“You don’t have to introduce me. We already know each other” Sam corrected her and stood up. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and scrutinized the former Winter Soldier. Bucky sighed and ran his fingers through his hair before he looked down at [Y/N] “Yes, we met before. In a…delicate situation. Short, he doesn’t like me because I tried to kill him. Three times, I think”

“And you destroyed my car” Sam added before he sat down again and started the jet.

[Y/N] sat down with Bucky together and put her bag under her seat before she put on her seatbelt “Soon we will be home and then I can show you my room and everything” [Y/N] beamed before she noticed that Bucky looked a bit nervous. She took his hand in her own, squeezed it softly and gave his cheek a kiss “You said, you trust me so don’t worry about it”

He gave her a tight smile before the jet began to fly back to New York. While Sam and Clint sat in the cockpit together, Steve sat down with Bucky and [Y/N] and opened a file on his tablet “I told you there were people who are looking for you. We found some files about an organisation that has built after HYDRA was, like we thought, completely destroyed in 2014 after the Triskelion was destroyed and Pierce died”

Bucky tensed up when Steve mentioned the man who tortured him after Zola and other men of the Nazi organisation. When [Y/N] noticed this, she took his hand in her own and kissed the back of it. He gave her a small smile before Steve continued ‘’They are called Nemesis. We found out it’s greek and means revenge. HYDRA wants to get his revenge after we thought we killed all of them“

“Looks like we didn’t” Bucky became more nervous than before Steve gave him a reassuring smile “You don’t have to worry now that you’re here with us” Without saying anything else, Steve stood up and left to speak with Sam. Bucky sighed and leaned against the wall of the jet “I can’t believe this is happening…I thought we could live in peace again..”

“We can, Steve and the others will find and checkmate them” she kissed his cheek before they both tried to rest some.


The flight lasted over twelve hours. While the others were chatting together, Bucky and [Y/N] were still sitting next to each other and slept for awhile. Her head rested on his shoulder while he held her close and his head laid on hers. They looked so peaceful.


“[Y/N]?” Bucky softly poked her in the ribs as she was sleeping peacefully next to him. He hated to wake her up but they would arrive soon. Tired, she opened her right eye and looked sleepy at Bucky before she yawned “What is it? I’m tired, Bucky…”

“I know, honey, but we’re almost there. Steve said, we will arrive in a few minutes” his fingers ran through her soft curls while he massaged her scalp and she slowly sat up straight. Yawning, [Y/N] unbuckled her seatbelt before she stretched herself and stood up “I’m so happy to sleep in my bed again. You will love it”

He chuckled as she took a look outside “I can see the facility. We’re almost there”


Once they landed, Sam helped Clint to unload everything while Steve, Bucky and [Y/N] exited the jet and entered the facility. It all looked very new to Bucky when Steve led both of them through the long white hallway. The walls were transparent so everyone could look into the different labours where new gadgets got made by Tony, Bruce or the other new technicians.

“What do you think?” [Y/N] smiled while she walked next to him and observed his facial expressions when he nodded “It looks interesting…but I hope for you all here is no room you wanna put me in. I won’t go near any of this rooms alone”

She nodded and held his hand “That’s totally understandable. They won’t do any experiments on you. Nothing will happen. Come on, I show you my room” Grinning, the young agent pulled Bucky with her who followed her straight ahead.


They took the elevator and came to the floor where some of the rooms were. [Y/N]’s room was on the same floor as Steve’s, Sam’s and Wanda’s. Bucky looked around the hallway which walls showed no insides of the rooms while [Y/N] went to her room and entered her code. Every private room in the facility was safed by a special code so no one could walk in without approval.

“Come” his girlfriend smiled at him and entered her private area. Without hesitation he followed her into her room.

A small hallway led into the bedroom. A huge king-size bed stood in the middle of the room in front of a huge glass wall so [Y/N] could watch the stars in the night which she had prefered when she was alone here and still thought Bucky was long gone. Next to the wall was a little couch and in front of it stood a coffee table, loaded with books and some pictures she had drawn.

A door, a few meters away from her bed, led into her own bathroom where a big bathtub stood in the right corner and a shower on the left, right next to the toilet and the sink.

When Bucky studied the bedroom, he noticed the picture of him on her nightstand. It was made before the war. Slowly he approached it and sat down on her bed “Where did you find this?”

Smiling, [Y/N] noticed the picture in his hands and came over to him “Steve gave it to me after he found me and brought me here. He thought, it would help. It’s really old. It’s from the day-”
“We were in this park. Next to the Brooklyn Bridge…” he remembered as he looked down at himself on the picture “Your mother had told you to take a jacket with you but you ignored her advice. In the end, you were cuddled up in my jacket, laying on the picnic blanket…”

A tear fell down her cheek when Bucky related to their old time together. Sniffling, [Y/N] rested her head on his left shoulder and smiled when she thought about the day “It was one of my favourite places…it was perfect with you by my side. Have you ever thought about…what could have been if this accident with the train never happened?..”

“Many times…I told myself these days would come where I would go back home and buy this…huge diamond ring I saw when we were strolling down the busy streets in Brooklyn. We would marry and…you would give us little versions of ourselves. Maybe a little [Y/N]…and a little James..” a tear fell down on the old photograph. [Y/N] noticed the tears that were rolling down his cheeks and kissed them away “It would have been beautiful…but maybe..we could live this life…some day…”

“Yeah…maybe..” he smiled sadly while she wiped his tears away and kissed him softly.

Part 10


I hoped you liked it! I’m kinda proud of this chapter!

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I won’t say i’m in love  (Becca/MC)

Summery: Becca’s journey to realising her feelings for MC.

Author’s note: My entry for this week’s “Choices Creates” for the prompt - Any Disney song. It was really hard at first to find a song to write about, but then it just hit me.
I’m not actually a Becca/MC shipper, but this song suits them so well that this piece practically wrote itself! 😊 enjoy!
tagging the lovely hosts @hollyashton@mermaidwarriorqueen​ 😄💕


Becca was entering the campus coffee shop, her face looking down, distracted.
“OH!” someone almost run into her. She was about to hiss a ‘watch it!’ when she recognized the voice.
“MC.” She said, her face lightning up, probably in a way it shouldn’t. even if you ignore their not-so-friendly relationship, a person who almost crashed into you shouldn’t bring you such joy.

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Another (Chapter Seven)

This Chapter is a little angsty. Poor Steve.

Only one update left after this one, so catch up on anything you missed HERE.

Enjoy :)

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Thor was gone and Steve was making himself crazy.

He had spent the first three days in the gym, the next two in his room trying to draw, trying to paint trying to do anything to keep his mind off of how much he missed Thor.

Do we need to label what we are?

The question haunted him, and Steve cursed himself for not pushing for a better answer. Especially when he was about two weeks past being in love. Especially since the time he spent in Thors arms was as close to perfect  as he had ever gotten. Especially since Thor had went to New Mexico for a while to visit Jane.

Jane. She was so nice. And entirely lovely. Steve had met her once, a few years ago and had been instantly smitten, as had the rest of the team, awed by the tiny woman who held Thors heart in her very human hand. Even after they had broken up, Thor went and visited several times a year, and this was one of those times.

And usually Steve wouldn’t care, but this time Thor had been so matter of fact about not wanting to define whatever this was and now all Steve could picture was Thor holding Jane, Janes legs wrapped around Thors waist, Thor growling Janes name the same way he growled Steve’s. Thor calling Jane sweetheart. Jane holding him and kissing him and —

And Steve had put his fist through the wall before he even realized it, and pulled it out hastily, shocked at himself, at the amount of jealous rushing through his veins.

This isn’t right. He sank back into his bed and dropped his head into his hands.

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“I won’t say I’m in love!”

Originally posted by throathugger501

Pairing: Tim Drake x Reader

Warnings: none?

Prompts: I won’t say I’m in love - Hercules

Words: 348

A/N: sorry if this wasn’t what you wanted, or if its short!

Tags: send an ask if you’d like to be tagged!


Try to keep it hidden,

Honey we can see right through you,

Girl you can’t conceal it,

We know how you’re feeling,

Who you’re thinking of.

“y/n, you can’t hide it, you know that.” your head turned towards the two girls in front of you, Barbara Gordon and the infamous Selina Kyle, your mother.

“What are you talking about Babs?” you questioned, one of your only gal-friends. “i’m not hiding it.”

“Don’t play it like that y/n.”  your mother added, placing her hand on your shoulder. “we all can tell you’re crushing on Tim.” You shook your head, crossing your arms.

No chance, I won’t say it, no no.

This scene won’t play I won’t say I’m in love,

I thought my heart learned a lesson.

“I’m not in love with Tim!” you spat back, not wanting to admit your feelings for the coffee-addicted boy.

“y/n, sweetie, I see the way you swoon at him. How you look at him every time you see him. I know you the best, I’m your mother, and I see how happy you look around him.” you un-crossed your arms, shrugging of your mom’s shoulder.

Girl you can’t deny it,

Who you are is how you’re feeling,

Baby we’re not buying,

Hon we saw you hit the ceiling,

Face it like a grown-up.

“get off my case!” you retorted, standing up quickly. “I swear I’m not in love with Tim!” you started to walk out, ignoring the two woman following you.

No chance no way I won’t say it, no no,

This scene won’t play I won’t say I’m in love,

You’re way off base I won’t say it,

Get off my case I won’t say it,

At least out loud I won’t say I’m in love!

“At least I won’t admit it to you two.” you mumbled, not realizing both of them were in ear shot, but once you did your face burned almost like you just decided to splash some boiling water on your face.

“y/n! we heard that!” Barbara said, you could even hear the smile on her face.

  • Craig: If there's a prize for rotten judgement
  • I guess I've already won that
  • No boy is worth the aggravation
  • That's ancient history, been there, done that!
  • Clyde/Token/Jimmy/Bebe/Nichole: Who'd' ya think you're kiddin'
  • He's the Earth and heaven to you
  • Try to keep it hidden
  • Honey, we can see right through you
  • Dude, ya can't conceal it
  • We know how ya feel and
  • Who you're thinking of
  • Craig: No chance, no way
  • I won't say it, no, no
  • Clyde/Token/Jimmy/Bebe/Nichole: You swoon, you sigh
  • why deny it, uh-oh
  • Craig: It's too cliche
  • I won't say I'm in love
  • I thought my heart had learned its lesson
  • It feels so good when you start out
  • My head is screaming get a grip, guy
  • Unless you're dying to cry your heart out
  • Oh
  • Clyde/Token/Jimmy/Bebe/Nichole: You keep on denying
  • Who you are and how you're feeling
  • Baby, we're not buying
  • Hon, we saw ya hit the ceiling
  • Face it like a grown-up
  • When ya gonna own up
  • That ya got, got, got it bad
  • Craig: Whoa No chance, no way
  • I won't say it, no, no
  • Clyde/Token/Jimmy/Bebe/Nichole: Give up, give in
  • Check the grin you're in love
  • Craig: This scene won't play,
  • I won't say I'm in love
  • Clyde/Token/Jimmy/Bebe/Nichole: You're doin' flips read our lips
  • You're in love
  • Craig: You're way off base
  • I won't say it
  • Clyde/Token/Jimmy/Bebe/Nichole: He won't say it, no!
  • Craig: Get off my case
  • I won't say it
  • Clyde/Token/Jimmy/Bebe/Nichole: Guy, don't be proud
  • It's O.K. you're in love
  • Craig: Oh-ohhhhh
  • At least out loud,
  • I won't say I'm in love
Leading Suspects - Chapter 4

Summary: When an old friend in need reaches out to Katniss, she returns to the small town she swore she’d never set foot in again. Help Madge and then leave, she decides. But a murder investigation and one sheriff with stupid blue eyes and dimples all conspire to keep her where she thought she’d never want to be.

WARNINGS: RATED E for mentions of domestic abuse, character death, mild language to include racial slurs, an obscene love affair with coffee, and explicit sexual content.

Chapters 1 and 2 have been cross posted and can now be read on AO3 and FF.net! I’ll get the rest up there in the next few days. In the meantime, Chapter 3 is still only on tumblr HERE, and chapter 4 is below the cut.

Sorry, @peetabreadgirl, this will not be completely posted by your actual birthday, but hey! That means you can continue the party for a bit longer, yeah? Enjoy!


“This is a terrible idea,” Madge says nervously as I shove aside glass bottles until I find the one I want.

“Bailey’s is never a bad idea,” I insist. “Especially not if we’re going to be drinking shitty insta-coffee. Honestly Madge, you shoulda divorced his ass just for subjecting you to that torture.”

Madge snorts and curls her feet onto the couch as I crow in triumph and pull the still sealed bottle from the back of the generously stocked bar. She holds up both mugs of coffee for me to add a generous amount of Bailey’s to each. Setting the bottle on the coffee table, I accept my mug from her.

“Besides, when have I ever had a bad idea?” I ask and sigh at the first sip of what is more Bailey’s than coffee concoction.

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pynch oneshot where opal gets sick, ronan gets worried, and adam puts on the kettle:

“Parrish, wake up.”

Adam grumbles and rolls over, pulling a pillow over his head.

“Adam.” It’s not that Ronan never uses his first name, it’s just that he rarely uses it so seriously.

Adam rolls back over.

“What?”

Ronan looks worried and Adam immediately starts looking around the room for wayward dream creatures or any night horrors he might have brought back with him.

Ronan puts a hand on Adam’s shoulder to ground him. “No, it’s not that.” He pauses, looking uncertain. “Opal’s sick and I don’t know what to do.”

Any lingering traces of sleepiness fall away instantly as Adam bolts out of bed, walking the well traveled path between Ronan’s room and Opal’s.

She’s buried under a mountain of blankets, her little face drawn and sad looking for where it pokes out under the comforters.

“Kerah?” She mumbles, her voice pitiful and scratchy enough to break Adam’s heart on the spot.

“What hurts?” Adam asks softly as he goes to sit on the edge of the bed.

“Adam,” She says with a tiny smile in her voice. She lets out a hacking cough a moment later and Adam rubs a gentle hand up and down her back.

“Everything.” She mumbles.

“Hmmm?”

“You asked what hurts,” Opal says. “Everything.”

Ronan, who’d been leaning against the doorframe, leaves his post and kneels beside her next to the bed and exchanges a worried look with Adam.

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SVTFOE Spiderman homecoming au Drabbles 5 (thanks for the idea lullaby!)
  • Star as MJ: *Staring at Jackie and Janna who are just blocking her path* Yes?
  • Jackie as Liz: So...you and Marco?
  • Star: umm not me and Marco, just me.
  • Janna as herself: Psst, yeah right. You like him huh?
  • Star: ...what? Umm no, not even a little.
  • Jackie: Who d'you think you're kidding, He's the earth and heaven to you.
  • Star: Seriously?
  • Janna: Try to keep it hidden, Honey we can see right through you
  • Star: *slowly covers their mouths* No musicals today *walks off*