i am sorry but they are so adorable together

Romantic/Fluff Sentence Starters!

“You have something in your hair - let me get it for you.”

“Hm? Oh, sorry. I couldn’t help but stare at you.”

“Um, would it be okay if I held your hand?”

“Shut up and kiss me already.”

“You’re the most important person in my life.”

“Are you tired? Here, I’ll carry you the rest of the way.”

“I’m not much of a chef, but… I really hope you like this.”

“Sorry for calling so late - I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”

“I need you more than you need me.”

“I want to kiss you and hold your hand any time I want.”

“I can’t stop thinking about you… I can’t.”

“The truth is… I love you.”

“You like me more than you like them, right? Right?”

“Be mine. Please.”

“I am who I am because of you.”

“It’s been a long day… let’s take a bath together.”

“Wait, don’t pull away - I want to hug you for awhile longer.”

“Ah- I adore your laugh.”

“Stop that, it tickles!”

“Ouch, I bit my lip… kiss it better?”

“I don’t want to get up… I’m so warm beside you.”

“You’re so intoxicating to me.”

“Your eyes are amazing… do you know that?”

“You’re just so wonderful.”

“S-Stop looking at me like that! You’re making me blush…”

“Are you tired? Rest in your head in my lap.”

“You, Me, Order In, Netflix… waddya say?”

“I want to be more than just friends with you.”

“Fuck it - do you wanna get married?”

“Your smile is beyond gorgeous… please, keep doing it.”

“Whenever we’re together, I feel at home.”

“Will you say you love me? Pleeease?”

“Wait, don’t go! Can’t you stay the night?”

“Wow - you look… amazing.”

“*Puts hands over eyes from behind* Guess whooo?”

“I’m not jealous! It’s just… you’re mine!”

“I want to go on a date! I demand it!”

“We just met, this is crazy, I’m referencing a song… but call me maybe?”

“What? No! I wasn’t staring… I-I was looking at something behind you!”

“Do you want some? Here, open your mouth… I’ll feed you some!”

“It’s been a long day… here, let me give you a massage.”

“Is it alright if I call you princess?”

“It’s not like I like you or anything! … Okay, well- maybe I do.”

“I think your perfect. Even with your flaws, you’re nothing but perfect.”

“That was barely even a kiss! Do it again - please?”

“What? No. I wasn’t aiming for your hand. I was reaching for the, uh- popcorn.”

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Hey Darling!! I was just wondering if you would ever write something in Stiles's perspective about Derek's death....LOL I'm sorry for the Angsty askXDXD

Derek is dead.

It goes around in his head as he drives from Quantico to Washington.

Derek is dead. Derek is dead. Derek god damn Hale is god damn dead.

Stiles racks his brains for the last time he saw Derek; for a memory he can focus on instead of the god damn road leading him to Derek’s body.

It was June. Five months ago. When he first moved in to Quantico, Derek came down from Washington and they walked along the river, exchanging stories. Derek had been in New York, finally settling the Hale estate with a lawyer so far removed from Beacon Hills he felt that he could trust them. He’d been wearing a lilac t-shirt that Stiles couldn’t stop staring at him in, couldn’t stop wanting to pluck at the sleeve, touch Derek on the arm, brush his fingers against Derek’s. The two of them had nearly died together a dozen times, and Stiles still hadn’t been able to bring himself to touch him.

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Here we are at what? My third attempt at playing Joel. I love this character so much and I think I kept leaving because I was insecure of my portrayal or my OC, Jake kept making Joel disappear. I don’t want to jinx anything, but I think I’ve finally found my niche with Joel here and I believe I know how to portray him well enough to keep him around. I want to thank everyone that has taken the time to talk to me ooc and rp with me to help make this blog great. Even the people who followed me over from Jake’s account even if you weren’t really familiar with his character. You are ALL so wonderful and I am honored to be surrounded by such amazing people. Note: these are not in any particular order just what I can come up with off the top of my head. If I forget anyone I apologize.

OH before I forget. Credit of the beautiful screencaps I used for this goes to @joelismyhero. Only just started following this personal but they are a beautiful human being from what I have seen.

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Don’t Say Anything (part 7)

Summary: You finally decide to tell Bucky that you’ve been in love with him since the day you met but what happens when you walk in on him with a girl? And not just any girl; Natasha.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Pietro being a little shit, Bucky being annoying

A/N: You guys wanted Bucky’s pov so I’m giving you Bucky’s pov. I hope you like it :) Have any of you watched Rupaul’s Drag Race? What do you think about season 9? Who’s your fav so far? I like Shea Coulee, Nina Bo’nina Brown, Aja, Peppermint but my number 1 is definitely Farrah Moan. I don’t really like Trinity Taylor so far though.


“Movie night!” Tony’s voice rang throughout the building. “I have taken the liberty of choosing a movie already.”

Everyone filed into the living room, sitting down where open spots were. Nat and Bucky sat next to each other on the couch opposite of you while Pietro plopped down beside you, wrapping his arm behind you on the sofa.

“What movie is it?” Steve questioned.

“A little something I like to call ‘How To Lose A Guy In Ten Days’.” Tony smiled as he clicked play on the movie. Everyone groaned.

“We watched this last week.” Wanda spoke.

“And we’re watching it this week as well.”

“Someone else needs to pick a movie for movie night. It can’t always be you, Tony.” Nat laughed, curling up next to Bucky.

Tony rolls his eyes and takes a seat next to Steve, opting not to respond to the red head. 20 minutes into the movie, Natasha scoots towards Bucky. He lifts his arm, allowing Nat to cuddle up to him even more. He wraps his arm around her, pulling her ever so close to him. Bucky kisses Nat’s temple all while looking directly at you.

The super soldier felt his heart break when he saw a flash of hurt in your eyes.

Is she okay? Why does she look so sad? Was it Pietro? If he did anything to Y/N..

He was pulled from his thoughts when Pietro placed a pillow on Y/N’s lap and laid down. Her hands instantly go to his hair, fingers threading the blonde locks. Bucky felt his body tense up at the sight. He remembers when you would run your fingers through his hair after he had a nightmare or even when you two were just hanging out.

“I love when you run your fingers through my hair, my love.” Pietro sighed happily, loud enough for Bucky to hear. He gripped the couch when he heard you giggle.

Bucky doesn’t know why he was feeling this way. He had Nat. There’s no way he liked you.. Right? No. Absolutely not. You were just his friend. Natasha was the whole package. He looked down at Nat who was under his arm and smiled. But his smiled faded all too fast when he looked back at you and Pietro, seeing him making you giggle even more.

Bucky rolled his eyes. “Some of us are trying to watch a movie.” he glared directly at Pietro.

The two of you look over at him and Pietro smirked. “Then watch it.”

“I can’t when you keep making Y/N laugh.” the brunette snapped.

“Hearing Y/N laugh is a problem? I think her laugh is music to my ears.” he smiled, knowing how angry he was making Bucky.

“Do that some other time.” Bucky was trying to keep his cool and trying not to cause a scene but judging by how everyone was looking at him, it was clear that he had made a scene.

“When you love someone-”

“Oh shut up!” Bucky cut Pietro off. The blonde opened his mouth to say something back until you slapped your hand over his mouth to shut him up.

“Stop it.” you mutter. “C’mon, Piet. Let’s go to sleep.”

You nudge him with your knee and he stands up, offering his hand to you which you gladly take. Bucky watches as you leave the room and his mouth opens and closes. He wanted to tell you to stay, to come sit next to him, but he didn’t.

When he heard your door shut, he leaned back into the couch, closed his eyes and let out a long, frustrated sigh.


He spent the next day lying in bed with Nat. It was a lazy day for the team. It was good to get some down time.

“Bucky.” Nat said softly as her fingers traced his arm.

“Hmm?” he hummed in response. All he’s been thinking about was you. He had no idea why. And now that Pietro was here, being all clingy and shit, it wasn’t helping.

“Is something wrong?”

He gives her a confused look. “Why would there be something wrong?”

Nat shrugged. “You’ve just been acting a bit weird ever since Y/N found out about us.”

“I was just scared that she’d tell everyone.” he murmured.

“We told everyone we were dating a couple of days ago, Bucky and you’re still being weird. Like, what was that last night?” the red head moved to sit up. Bucky copied her actions.

“What was what?” he knew what she was talking about but played dumb.

“You going off on Pietro. He didn’t even do anything.” she replied.

“He was making Y/N laugh.”

“So? Steve’s laughed during a movie and you’ve never gave him shit for it.”

“It was disrupting the movie, Nat. The movie that I was trying to watch.” he tried his best not to roll his eyes because if he did, she’d murder him.

“Wanda and Tony have disrupted plenty of movies - I have too and not once have you said anything. Something’s wrong. I know you don’t really like Pietro but you usually ignore him.” she says and she’s right. Bucky would usually ignore Pietro whenever he was over. So why was last night any different?

Bucky sighed. “I don’t know what you want me to say, Natasha. I just got irritated, alright?”

“Is this because him and Y/N are a thing now? Are you mad that she might be replacing you with him?” Nat questioned and Bucky gave her a look.

“What do you mean by ‘thing’? They’re not together. There’s no way in hell that they’re together.” his voice raised as he spoke. Y/N would never date Pietro. He knew she wouldn’t.

“I wouldn’t doubt it.” she shrugged. “They make a cute couple.”

Bucky’s jaw tenses. “No they don’t.”

Natasha knits her eyebrows together. “What’s wrong with you, seriously? You can’t be happy for Y/N? She’s getting over that asshole she used to like.”

“Pietro is an asshole.”

Natasha rolled her eyes at the super soldier but before she could reply, the door opened, revealing Y/N and wow did she look beautiful.

She looks beautiful everyday, what am I thinking?

“Hey guys.” you say softly, eyes wandering between Bucky and Nat.

“Hey snooka.” Nat greeted. Y/N gives her a little smile before turning to Bucky.

“Sorry if I interrupted something but I was wondering if you still had those coupons for free milkshakes?” you tilt your head in the most adorable way and Bucky smiled.

“Yeah, I do. Why? You wanna go get some milkshakes?” he couldn’t hide the excitement in him. Just the thought of hanging out with Y/N for the day made him so happy. The last time you two had hung out together was the day at the zoo and that didn’t go so well. He still doesn’t know why you broke down crying.

“Umm.. I was gonna take Pietro with me. We don’t want to stay in the building all day.” you say, biting the inside of your cheek.

His eyes went dark and he clenched his hands. Getting milkshakes was a Y/N and Bucky thing, not a Y/N and Pietro thing.

“Uh, well here.” he digs around in his drawer before pulling out the coupons. Bucky stood up and walked around his bed to hand over the papers. “I can come if you want. We haven’t hung out together in a while.”

You bit your bottom lip. “No, it’s fine. You stay here with Nat, maybe some other time.” you take the coupons from his hand. “Thanks Bucky.”

He watches as you walk out of his room and over to the elevator where Pietro was waiting for you. The blonde makes eye contact with Bucky and smirked as he draped his arm around your shoulders before entering the elevator.


A/N: Here you gooooooo, tell me what ya think! :)

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Prompts: #160 “You win!”
                 #179 “Kiss me. Right here, right now.”
Pairing: Archie x Reader
Word Count: 565
Requested: Yes, by @sophiiemead


Archie!” I giggled. “What babe?” I rolled my eyes at the adorable sweaty redhead holding me. We were playing football outside, which really just ended up being us two chasing each other. I breathlessly caught up to him and attempted to tackle him but he put me over his shoulder with ease. I knew he was smirking. 

Why’d you do that? I wanted to tackle you to the ground” I nasally whined at him. He shook his head, “Sorry, not sorry, but, no, you’re just not strong enough to do that.” This irritated me, not because it rude or mean, because I knew I was weak, I was irritated because whenever someone tells me not whatever enough to do something, I really want to prove that person wrong.

I huffed and squirmed until Archie was unable to hold me, which he then placed me gently onto the grass. I got up, gave myself a running head start, stretched a little bit, popped my neck and back, and charged towards him, hoping to prove him wrong.

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Joffrey x Sister Reader

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Imagine Joffrey falling in love with your beauty and soul despite the fact you are his sister.

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\ Request from anonymous /

Hello there, may I request a Joffrey Baratheon x Sister! Reader one? Where he’s fallen for her despite the fact they were siblings. Just fluff between the two.

♡ Warning: INCESTUOUS RELATION ♡

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Keeper Of My Heart : Archie Andrews

request: can you write an archie x reader where the reader think he’s cheating on her with veronica? she’s a part of betty and the gang, known all ofthem for her whole life, and liked ronnie at first but when she starts thinking arch is cheating on her with ronnie she starts bitching around and gets sad 

 requested by: anonymous

A/N: Hi, my love. I adore this imagine, so please give me some feedback! The ending is quite cliché and I am so sorry about that (not). I hope you all enjoy this angsty mess. lol love ya, xx aubree

warnings: angst, mentions of cheating. 

word count: 661

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Two Years. That’s how long Y/N Y/L/N and Archie Andrews have been together. They loved each other immensely and would do absolutely anything for each other. At least they did. When Veronica Lodge showed up in Riverdale, everything changed. 

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Fresh Start - Part 4

Pairing: Barry Allen x Reader

Featuring: Cisco Ramon and Caitlin Snow

Words: 1752

Warnings: none

Tags: @onceuponateenpanwolfian @moonlightbae14 @gothesimplethingsinlife @jade-cheshire @writingsofagirlintomanyfandoms

Request: none

Notes: this is not the gif I wanted to use but the internet connection at home is the absolute worst and this is the first one that I could use.

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PART 1  /  PART 2  /  PART 3  /  PART 5  /  PART 6  /  PART 7  /  PART 8  /  PART 9


Waking up to meet up with Barry next day was one of the hardest thing you had ever done. You were so tired after going to sleep late at night. Not even your morning shower helped. At least, you were going to have a coffee with him that would help you to stay awake. And luckily for you, Jitters was close to your apartment; otherwise, you would have been late for sure.

When you first walked in, you looked around trying to spot Barry but he still wasn’t there so you ordered a coffee and find a table close to the door so he would see you when he came in. You took out your laptop and started writing down the things you wanted to ask him about.

“Sorry I’m late!” You looked up from the screen when you heard his voice.

You smiled at him and told him not to worry before he went to order himself a cup of coffee. You couldn’t help but stare while he wasn’t looking. He was wearing a red t-shirt with a jacket over it, jeans and black convers. He really looked fit but he didn’t look like the kind of guy who used to go to the gym. His hair had a beautiful light brown hair and was a complete and adorable mess.

“Something wrong?” He asked suddenly sitting in front of you.

It was then when you realized that you had been staring at him the whole time, completely lost in your own thoughts. When he sat, you felt your cheeks turning red as he smiled at you. What on earth was wrong with you? You were (Y/N) Queen for fuck’s sake, you didn’t blush just because a cute guy smiled at you.

“No, sorry” you said after a moment. “I was just thinking” you shrugged.

“About?” He asked with a smirk as he placed the mug down. You raised an eyebrow at him before smirking as well. So he did want to play this game.

“The article” you said casually, making him laugh.

“Sure, the article” he nodded. “So…what do you want to know?” He asked.

“First, I’ve seen that the first metahuman Central City has ever seen is The Flash” you started talking. He nodded slowly as he focused his whole attention on you which made you feel nervous but you forced yourself to focus on the subject. “And that was like 2 years ago?”

“Yeah, two and a half” he shrugged.

“Ok, and after him more and more came up. Is it related to the particle accelerator Harrison Wells tried to make work?” You asked.

“Yes, it is” he sighed looking down at his coffee. “Actually, that explosion was the one that caused the apparition of metahumans” he explained.

“How?” You asked with a frown.

“When the accelerator exploded, it released some kind of… ‘particles cloud’ that affected some people in different ways, changing their DNA so they can do things humans can’t normally do like…controlling the weather, run faster and so on”

“But why did that ‘cloud’ affect some people and some other are normal?” You asked.

“The affected people has what we call the ‘metagen’” he explained. You nodded as you typed everything. “When those particles and that gen came into contact, their DNA changed and so did they” he shrugged.

“I see…” you frowned looking at him again. “Is there anyway to know if someone is a metahuman just by looking at them?” You asked.

“It depends on the way their DNA changed. But almost none of them experienced a physical change” he shrugged. “The Flash himself could he here right now and you wouldn’t even know” he smirked.

“Interesting” you chuckled. “So…”

Suddenly you stopped talking as everyone became silence around you. The only thing you could hear was the TV where you could see a woman outside a bank, surrounded by the police. It looked like a robbery but suddenly the woman screamed and the signal was lost.

“What was that?” You asked turning to look at Barry again but he was gone. “Barry?”

You looked around in case he had gone closer to the TV but he was nowhere in the coffee shop. He had literally disappeared, leaving you alone and with an unfinished article in front of you. Too much for the nice guy. With an angry sigh, you closed the laptop and finished your coffee. You had classes to attend.

On the other side of the city, Barry arrived at STAR Labs an hour later. He had tried to fight the Black Siren but her scream had been too much for him and he was forced to go back to the labs.

“How did she even come here?” He asked walking into the cortex.

“We don’t know man” Cisco said while he and Caitlin were typing on the computer as fast as they could.

“She’s from Earth-2 so it should be through some breach” Barry said crossing his arms.

“And we don’t know about many people who can open breaches” Cisco mumbled. “Gypsy” he added looking up from his computer.

“You think so?” Caitlin asked.

“It doesn’t make sense” Barry sighed running a hand through his hair. “Gypsy doesn’t have any reason to come here”

“Unless she’s after someone” Cisco pointed out.

“Which I am” they all turned around to see Gypsy coming out of a breach that disappeared the moment she stepped into the room.


You spent the rest of the day in a bad mood. Your interview was going perfect, Barry was being so sweet and helpful and the article was going to be amazing. And the he just left, without even saying goodbye or anything and of course he didn’t even try to reach out to you.

Everyone around you was talking about the attack at the bank and you heard them talking about a ‘Black Siren’ so you imagined that was the name of the metahuman you saw on TV. Later on, you finally found some info on internet that said that the Black Siren was able to scream at such potency that would hurt the human brain. Wow. Why most of the metas choose the dark side? Wouldn’t it be easier be like The Flash and help people?

After your classes, you decided to stay at the library to keep on working on your article. Since it looked like Barry wasn’t going to be much of a help now, you decided to talk about The Flash on your article. Luckily for you, finding information about him and his ‘adventures’ was quite easy. The whole city loved him so there were a lot of blogs and pages dedicated to him. It surprised you to see that there was a ‘Flash Day’ and a special coffee at Jitters with his name.

“The Green Arrow could try this” you chuckled to yourself.

It was weird that both cities had someone looking after them but the way the citizens saw both heroes was completely different. Many people in Star City was afraid of the vigilante, while people in Central City literally loved The Flash. For you, both of them were heroes. Maybe the Green Arrow just operated during night and his methods were questionable, but he was just trying to save his city, just like The Flash was doing with his own.

An hour later, you had enough information to write the whole article so, since you were tired, you decided to wrap it up at home. You picked up your things and went straight to the parking lot as you looked for your car keys in your bag.

“(Y/N)!” You heard your name being called so you stopped and looked around to find Barry hurrying over you.

For a moment, you felt happy to see him, even relieved that he was alright after he left like that. But then, anger came back. He had left you after he had promised he would help you.

“What are you doing here?” You asked raising an eyebrow.

“I came to apologize” he said.

“Too late” you said walking to your car.

“Wait! Let me help you” he said following you.

“Too late” you repeated. “I finished the article and I don’t even know why I’m talking to you!” You exclaimed turning to look at him. “You literally disappeared when you promised you would help me. Without even saying goodbye or anything” you frowned.

“I really am sorry. I swear. I got a call from the CCPD about the meta-attack and I had to leave” he explained.

“And there was no time to say ‘(Y/N) I’m sorry, I have to go to work. Can we do this later?’ Was that too hard to do?” You asked.

“I know, I know, I screwed up and I’m really sorry” he said. “Please, forgive me” he said putting both of his hands together under his chin.

It was hard to stay mad at him when he looked so damn adorable and when you thought he had gone all the way there just to apologize.

“Look Barry” you sighed. “It’s ok. I finished the article so forget about it” you shrugged.

“Let me make it up to you” he said with a small smile. “Big Belly Burger? Tomorrow night?” He suggested.

“Is that a date?” You asked with a smile.

“Only if you want it to be” he replied biting his lip.

You laughed a little and looked away in an attempt to cover your blushed cheeks. A date with Barry sounded like a perfect plan for a Thursday night actually, especially because you didn’t have classes on Friday. After a few moments, you looked back at him.

“Ok fine” you said with a bigger smile.

“Yes!” he said clapping once which made you laugh. “I’ll see you tomorrow at Jitters at 7” he said.

“Jitters? Aren’t we going to the Big Belly Burger?” You asked raising an eyebrow.

“You’re new in town. I guess I’ll have to show you around” he winked at you. “See you tomorrow then” he said leaning in to plant a small kiss on your cheek that left you with a stupid smile on your face while he turned around to leave.

“Wait! How did you come? I can drive you back” you offered.

“Don’t worry. I took the bus” he smiled.

You just stood there watching him walk away towards the bus stop. Then you realized you were standing in the middle of a parking lot so you shook your head, focused and went to your car. Maybe you liked this guy. At least a bit. Otherwise, you wouldn’t even give him another chance.

Cuddle Me, Wanker.

Summary: Arthur’s pre-heat has very unfortunate symptoms. Poor Alfred. (Omegaverse!)

Rating: Older Teen; Mature language and mentions of sexual topics.

Red’s comments: I love you guys so much. Thank you for the support and to make up for my slacking, I revamped an old never-seen story. Hope you enjoy. <3.


Being an omega had to be the worst thing on the planet. For one thing, they were constantly objectified. Childbirth was a bitch and every damn couple of months, the universe decided to make life hell for a straight week just because it felt like it. Arthur despised being an omega. And hell no, he wasn’t a dainty whiny little thing like the omegas portrayed on tv. He was him: a strong, no-bullshit man from England who loved tea and poetry. It infuriated him to think of the stigma. 

This week, however, Arthur found himself hating being an omega more than ever. His heat was beginning in a few days but that wasn’t enough. The universe wanted to spite him with all kinds of hellish symptoms. Arthur wanted to die. He was angry at the world and questioned the purpose of life as he squirmed on the bed. Then, just as he thought his dreaded existence could not get any more miserable, Alfred walked through the door.

He was tall and handsome– though not the brightest. Alfred was the only alpha Arthur could stand. Alfred was different. He let Arthur be his wild, British, cranky self. Arthur adored him. But even so, he was pissed off so Alfred was shit out of luck.

“Hey, babe, how was–”

“Don’t you start that alpha fuckboy bullshit on me! I am in pain! And if you even try to get in my pants, I will rip off your wanker and feed it to the dogs!”

A pillow went flying into the alpha’s face and Arthur burrowed beneath the blankets in rage. Alfred could only stare in complete confusion and shock while he tried to piece his thoughts together. 

“I-I’m sorry sweetie, I wasn’t trying to–”

“Sweetie this, sweetie that, well fuck you! If only your insides were twisting in knots and you could barely fucking move! Stupid alphas… if only you knew the hell we suffer. We are never having sex again!!!”

Alfred turned as white as a ghost, “Y-You don’t mean that… Honey, i-is it your p-p-pre-heat? I’m sorry you don’t feel good… Is there anything I can do to help?” 

There was a moment of silence before Arthur popped his head from the covers, green eyes squinted.

“You are to bring me your largest warmest sweater and your batman boxers. Then you are to feed me and rub my feet. If you do not cuddle me, you wanker, I will despise you for all eternity. Do you understand?”

Alfred had to fight the urge to giggle. “Got it, I’ll be right back, sweetheart.”

“And don’t call me that!” Arthur called as Alfred rushed out of the room, 

“Roger that.”

The alpha couldn’t help but break out into a wide grin. He loved to make his omega feel better.

Unexpected

Intro: So it’s finally here.  My freaking child I swear.  This is the Bones x male reader that was requested by such a sweet anon I am sorry it took so long.  

Pairing: Bones x male!reader

Word Count: 5,200 (whoops)

Warnings: swearing, lots of kissing, ummm not much else?

Summary: So thanks guys for helping me decide to keep it one big fic because I just think it flows so well together so I apologize for the length (I just went with this one to the ends of the earth I couldn’t stop myself). 

ALSO: This is my first time writing a decidedly male reader so please be gentle.  I absolutely adore this fic and everything about so I hope it’s alright and the reader came off as male, I tried really hard.  <3

ALSO (p.t. 2): While I was writing the embarrassing story that the reader tells in the middle of this fic (you can’t miss it) I was channeling my best friend so I kinda wrote it how she would tell a story like that, so hopefully it makes sense. 

-Enjoy!-

It started with an accidental kiss. 

It was a night you couldn’t really remember that well, but from what you do remember, you had passed out behind a control panel in the engineering room, with no idea how you got there.  Your drunk ass had been found by none other than Dr. Leonard McCoy, who was looking for Scotty, but had found you instead.  And this was all well and good except for the fact that you were a handsy drunk and had had a major, life-altering crush on the grumpy southern doctor. 

Leonard had carried your hammered ass back to your quarters, put a cup of water beside your bed and made you promise to come see him in the morning. When he was satisfied that you didn’t have alcohol poisoning and weren’t going to choke on your own tongue, he leaned over you to pull at the blankets of your bed.  And for some stupid reason you had reached up, wrapped your hands around the back of his head, and pulled his mouth to yours.  It was a drunken, stupid kiss, all sloppy and clumsy, but, and you couldn’t say much for your memory thanks to the tequila shots, you felt him reciprocate, if only for a moment, before he pulled away.  He looked down at you for a moment, a hard set to his eyes and mouth, before turning and abruptly walking out of your room. 

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The Sock Scenario

Paring: Pietro Maximoff/Reader

Tags: female reader, fluff, angst, Pietro Maximoff lives, socks

Summary: Reader’s job description says ‘sock fixer’ in fine print (who even reads the fine print?). It so happens, Pietro wears through many pairs of socks a day.

Word Count: 1,348

Posting Date:  2016-06-01

Current Date: 2017-05-13


Originally posted by imaginepietromaximoff


Your job description said sock fixer.

Yes, in the small print, underneath 'gopher’ and 'personal assistant to the Avengers’. Maybe you should have read the fine print a little closer, because all it seemed you did lately was fix the great Pietro Maximoff’s socks from their holes and wear and tear and cram in your other jobs around the chore.

After the first hundred and eighty pairs were trashed, Tony refused to buy any more for the speedster, leaving you in your current plight.

Come the day a scientist invented Pietro-proof socks, and you would finally sleep well at night. Hell, even the other day you dreamed of darning his socks back together.

What had your life come to?

“Hey, _______, could you run this over to Barton? I need his opinion on the new uniforms,” you hear Tony handing you a tablet. “Don’t tell me -,”

“I just sewed this pair up yesterday,” you tell your boss, humming in slight annoyance. Glancing up, you see he’s also got two mugs of somehow heavenly instant coffee, and he’s sliding the other white cup your way, as he takes a seat. “Hey, boss? Got any time to convince Dr. Banner to make a magic science-y thread that will never tear?”

Tony smiles over his cup. “What, and leave you without a job?”

You snort. “That’s all I do, these days. Fix socks and run errands. I used to file! Deliver messages! Have coffee breaks! Rub shoulders with S. H. I. E. L. D. personnel! Now I’m a darn sock fixer.”

He claps your back in good nature. “I’ll give you a pay raise if that’s what’s bothering you? I’ll double it?”

You laugh. “Gosh, no, Mr. Stark, keep your money. Thank you for the coffee and the affirmations, but I’m just a little overrun with socks.” You take a sip of the drink. Perfect. “No pun intended. Either time.”

He chuckles, and goes to leave. “Pay raise, coming right up. Don’t forget to be a good gopher to show Barton the tablet, okay?”

You nod. “Five minutes and I’ll go. I’ll be done this sock by then.”

Little did you know, Pietro, the fast-footed sprinter, had overheard all that you and Tony had talked about on his way to train with Wanda. Before he knew it, a sinking feeling erupted inside his chest, and at once, he was at his sister’s side.

“What do you do if there’s something you have to stop because it inconveniences someone else?” he asked Wanda.

The dark haired Scarlet Witch pushed past him to the cookie jar on the bench, “I tell it to their face, to stop them being a nuisance to me,” she told her brother with a straight face. “Could you move? You’re in front of the plate cupboard.”

He nodded. “Ah, I see what you did there.” At once, Pietro was out of the way, seated at the breakfast bar. “I have to stop being a troublemaker, and be … what is the word?”

“An adult?” She put forth. “Non-irritating? Responsible?”

Pietro nodded silently. “Yes, that’s the one. Responsible.”

“Now, come on, or we are going to be late for the Captain’s training.” Wanda chomped on her cookie, grabbing her brother’s wrist. “This, uh, change of heart, it isn’t about the cute Avengers’ assistant you have an abnormally large crush on, is it?”

A blush similar to his sister’s outfit rose onto Pietro’s neck. “How - ,”

Wanda rolled her eyes. “I’m not blind, Pietro. Do you forget I can read minds? I can tell by all the signs that you’re into ______ _______. I’m sure by your lack of ability to hide it that everyone knows by now.”

“If he wears through anymore, I swear…” you muttered, placing the last fixed pair of socks down on your desk. You’d managed your normal jobs around the darning of footwear; Clint had approved the uniform changes, Thor got his caramel frappuccino by nine o'clock, Ms. Romanoff had you duck out to grab her reserved order at the sports shop downtown (you’d never in your life held so many knives before), and; forty pairs of socks were now fixed.

“Have you seen Vision? I need to give him something,” Wanda sided up to your desk, her eyes watching you work.

“No, I haven’t, I’m sorry, Wanda. Maybe he’s in his thinking spot by the window upstairs, he’s often there.” you suggested.

The sister of the speedster nodded in understanding, and gesturing to the bundles of white, winced, “Those are all my of brother’s socks?” she inquired.

“Yep,” You nod. “All of 'em. And they’re fixed, and ready to go back into use, thanks to me.”

The scarlet witch stroked her arm, and bated a grin. “Maybe one day the smart people will invent special socks for him - ones that don’t smell of him and tear less easy!” She cheered. “Do you want me to tell him to take them away?”

You shook your head, standing. It had been a while since you’d been on your feet, and they ached with pins and needles and the static that came on TV when there was no channel. “No, I need to move around, I’ve been sitting too long. Have - have fun with Vision.”

Gathering all the socks into your arms, you trace your steps to the elevator, and request Pietro’s floor to the A. I. The journey is swift - and so is a breeze that knocks you over when you exit.

“Shi-Shea butter!” You cuss. All the socks are on the floor, like round fluffy non-edible Easter eggs. At once, you dive down to gather them all up again.

“________! I am so sorry!” You look up, and regret it at once. Your heart stops every time you see Pietro, and his adorable eyes and his stubble and dorky smile, and this time is no different. Except, you’re trying to be professional and you’re on duty and he’s right in front of you.

“No - no problem,” you squeak.

And then you see it.

Pietro has gathered all your socks together to return to him, but on his own feet, are the most frayed, broken, holey socks you’ve ever seen of his.

And for some reason, you burst into tears.

“Oh no! ________! What - are you okay? What has happened?” Pietro’s eyes are wider than saucers and can’t see why you’d spontaneously start crying like that. His hands ghost around your arms, unsure of what to touch, and the elevator doors open to reveal Wanda and Vision lip-locked, also confused by the situation. “Sis? What do I do?” He whispers.

Through your tears, you wave him off. “Don’t worry, Pietro, I’m just being silly…”

His face darkens. “I’m a hero and I have to save the world. How can I save your world and stop you crying all over the socks?”

Vision gestures to the pair he’s wearing. “______ is upset by having fixed all the socks to see you are wearing a pair that they need to fix next. I believe they feel like the job does not end.”

Pietro’s heart sinks. “I am sorry, ________. I kept wearing these because I didn’t want to make you fix even more pairs of socks, but -,”

“It’s okay, really,” you whisper. “I’m just being  silly.”

Wanda makes a noise. “I can enchant the socks to never wear! Why didn’t I think of this earlier?” She announces, and rushing over between her twin and you, the teary assistant, shoots red light over the socks. “There. All fixed.”

Vision nodded. “Now if you will excuse us, we are going to make out in Wanda’s room.”

Pietro stares at them dumbfounded.

“Why didn’t she think of that earlier -,” you start. But your words are cut off by Pietro, who connects his lips with yours in what has to be the best kiss of the century.

“I’m sorry if you don’t feel that way -,” Pietro starts, breaking away from your mouth, his breath hot. “But I have like you -,”

You smirk. “Shut up, sock destroyer and kiss me again. I like you too.”

anonymous asked:

Can we also talk about how Bakugou went from "weird haired guy" to "Kirishima. Change of plans". Oh man I didn't realize how much I missed the anime *cries*

BOI CAN’T WE I just spent the whole morning crying over seeing the moment Bakugou recognizes Kirishima as an equal animated nbd at all r i p me - I think this might be the first time Bakugou calls anyone by their name, actually, and I just!!! that’s because Bakugou heard Kirishima’s words and recognized him as a good partner and a worthy hero and someone whom he could respect and I’m gonna be grateful for chapter 133 for the insight on this for the rest of my always I !!!!!! have feelings g a h

Anon said: ok ok ok ok but but listen what about BAKGOU AND OCHAKO they are the most popular couple and the most cutest , i think you should try to draw them once i would love love to see this !!! of course just if you want hehe thanx

Ahhh sorry anon but I really don’t ship that - I mean, it’s true that I ship Bakugou with a bunch of people aside from my main two, but if they’re part of Deku’s group you can fairly assume they’re not between my Bakugou ships? And I only romantically ship Uraraka with Deku, Tsuyu and Iida anyway so! You’re probably not gonna see any romantic baku/ocha from me, sorry o<-<

Anon said: Since we know what Bakugou’s parents are like, what do you think Kirishima’s parents are like?

I have a similar ask somewhere asking about Kaminari’s parents as well, so I guess I’ll answer both here?? As a general rule I don’t really like making headcanons over stuff I’m sure the manga will give me in the future, so I can’t say I’ve thought about this too much - there are a few things I work under the assumption of while drawing, like for example I’m taking for granted they both have at least functional families, considering Aizawa personally visited their homes to ask their guardians about allowing them back to school, and if anything had been weird he would have noticed

I like to think Kaminari got his quirk straight from one of his two parents with no mixing happening, and got the Kaminari surname from them as well, but that’s all I ever allowed myself to settle on as far as Kami’s family goes, everything else changes based on what I need for the current scenario I’m thinking about… I do often end back on him being an only child, though - in the same way depending on how angst or lighthearted I want it to be my ideas for Kirishima’s family change a lot, but generally I think I mostly fall back on the idea of him having a big family? In a scenario like that his parents are kind and love him a lot, but having many children and needing to split their attention on all of them might cause them to overlook him a little (it would explain his obsession with being flashy, for me) then again, who knows? I don’t know how canon you can consider the infos SMASH gives, but in one of the strips Kiri mentions working part-time, and the fact that he doesn’t seem to have problems with money kinda makes me believe he might be independent from his family like that (unless he’s a rich kid, also very entertaining as a possiblity)

I’ve seen a lot of headcanons floating around about both of these guys’ families and possibly being related to villains, that would be cool too, though I’m not sure how much I believe it

I’m sorry this ended up being little to no useful at all lol as I said, I just shift between scenarios a lot - imagine settling on one and growing attached and then having to let it go once Hori proves it wrong, that’d be terrible for me

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hiii!! i’m here to ask for a matchup please! with any character you’d like! i’m so excited about this!

uhmm, well, i hope you don’t mind if I write a long text!

Well, I’m currently 18 years old, gemini, and an engineering student. I want to be an aerospace engineer. I dream to work for NASA but like.. I also want so much more out of life.
I want to film, write, draw. Hell, I even want to draw.

I really love filming videos and drawing and writing even though it’s all mediocre.

I’m quite insecure about my body and overall self. And I’m too scared to see a psychologist because I don’t want to disappoint anyone bcs of my possible depression and anxiety.

I really love love loooooove cats and dogs and memes.

I love reading and music. I adore music. I like manga and watching all sorts of anime.

I really love traveling even though I don’t do it often.

What brings me happiness are my nieces and nephews. I really hate Christmas bcs it’s always a sad time for me idk.

I lost my two grandmas in the same year that was mentally taxing.

I feel like I’m such an average person to be honest.

I LOVE THE PROSPECT OF ALIENS AND BLACK HOLES. I ADORE SPACE. Ever since I was a little kid hahah. I also am into the paranormal and idk it’s pretty hard to me to express affection towards other people. I guess I’m afraid of opening up. Idk.

This is more of a sob story than a matchup request, hahahahah! I’m sorry! And thank you!!! ^^


I LOVE your mickey mouse pajamas they’re so cute ;;;; sooooo today I’ve matched you up with *drum roll*

Zen or Seven

Zen because you guys would look SO good together. Like he would take you to all of his award shows and everything and BAM Korea’s number one favorite couple. Seven because… well, SPACE!!!! NASA!!! ALIENSSSSSSSS!!!!! The two of you would show each other memes for HOURS and just laugh and talk about life and yeah he would love you so much

Headcanon

Zen

  • “Do I have to go?”
  • You leaned against the counter and sighed
  • I hate all of these cast parties…
  • “Yes,” Zen walked into the bathroom, “as my girlfriend, it’s your job to come with me!!’
  • He grabbed your chin and kissed you on the forehead
  • “Plus, it would be wayyy too boring without you.”
  • “That’s not true.”
  • Zen tilted his head 
  • “What do you mean?”
  • You rolled your eyes
  • “What is it about me that you find so interesting? I-I’m so… so… average!”
  • Zen frowned and put his hands on your shoulders
  • He turned you toward the mirror 
  • “What do you see,” he nodded his head toward your reflection
  • “Good ol’ boring me.”
  • “Well,” Zen looked at you through the mirror, “I see the most gorgeous girl in the entire world. I see someone that can make me laugh for hours, someone who’s voice is music to my ears, someone that I love.”
  • Zen always knows how to make you feel better

Seven

  • Seven grabbed your hand and dragged you out the door
  • “Come on, we’re gonna miss it!!!!”
  • You had to jog to keep up with your very long legged boyfriend
  • “You still haven’t told me where we’re going!!”
  • Seven only laughed in response
  • Where the heck could he be taking me at 2 in the morning??
  • When the two of you got to an abandon park, all of your questions were answers
  • Seven had layed out a blanket and brought some of your favorite food
  • There was a a tiny radio quietly playing your fave song, and small candles lit all around safely so it wasn’t a fire hazard
  • “W-Why?”
  • “Because it’s our anniversary!”
  • You stared at him
  • “Our anniversary isn’t for a couple months…”
  • “I know,” Seven led you to the blanket, “but it’s the anniversary of the first time I knew I was in love with you.”
  • As you sat down, you noticed little shimmer lights fly across the sky
  • “A meteor shower?”
  • Seven nodded, “I saw it on google today and I knew it was fate~”
  • You smiled and leaned into him
  • best. date. ever.
Sebastian x Reader: Secrets

(Y/N) was wandering around the garden of the Phantomhive manor, her (F/C) dress trailing out behind her. Running her hands along the tree leaves as she passed by them, she slowly took step after step onto the green grass. The sky was a rare vibrant blue color with small white clouds speckled around its surface. Her beautiful (H/C) hair was fluttering in the light breeze that passed over the land like a shallow breath.

Humming a small tune, she flittered around the garden like a butterfly. Her grace and elegance would make any of the local women green with envy, if they should have been there to see her.

At a glance, (Y/N) seemed completely normal. Content, even. However, all was not as it appeared with her. She had a slight problem that she had been keeping to herself for a few months now, but it had been becoming almost unbearable to keep her feelings a secret. (Y/N) Pratt, cousin to Ciel Phantomhive, noble women of good standing, had fallen completely head over heels for a butler.

Sebastian Michaelis. Even just thinking the name made her heart skip a beat. He was probably the most handsome man she had ever seen. With his raven black hair, his blood red eyes and that small smile that often adorned his face, it would have been hard for her to not fall in love. Sebastian was always kind and polite to her, but (Y/N) knew that was what his job as a butler required him to do so. She wished with all of her heart that he would somehow return her feelings, but deep inside she knew that even if he did, they couldn’t be together without Ciel’s explicit permission.

With a loud sigh, (Y/N) sat down on the grass and stared off into the distance. She stayed there for about half an hour, lost in thoughts and worry. The clouds moved by and the sun moved across to the center of the sky.

“The others were starting to worry about your whereabouts, Lady (Y/N). You didn’t show up for lunch.” a voice said calmly from behind her.

(Y/N) looked behind her to see Sebastian standing behind her.

“Oh, hello Sebastian.” (Y/N) said, her gaze turning back to the landscape in front of her. “How are you today?”

“I am doing well, thank you. However, it is you we should be talking about at the moment.” Sebastian said. “The young master is very upset that you did not turn up at lunch. He was actually quite worried about you, which is quite unlike him, as you probably know. You are very dear to him, Miss (L/N).”

“(Y/N).” she told him. “You can call me (Y/N).”

“Well then, (Y/N) it is. I do really think we should stay on the subject, though.” Sebastian said, politely trying to turn the conversation back on to his main point.

(Y/N) let out a loud sigh.

“Is there something bothering you, (Y/N)?” he asked the (H/C) sitting in front of him.

“It’s nothing important. And besides, I wouldn’t want to burden you with my silly problems.” (Y/N) avoided his gaze as he kneeled down in front of her.

“Do pardon my boldness, but nothing that could be making you this upset is certainly not nothing. And you couldn’t bother me even if you tried. So, if you don’t mind terribly, would you be willing to tell me what is on you mind?” Sebastian took both of her hands into his, causing (Y/N) to blush furiously.

“Alright. I’ll tell you.” (Y/N) said begrudgingly. “I’m in love.”

Sebastians eyes glimmered a pink color upon hearing these words and his small smile turned into a grimace. This lasted only for a second before his face returned to its normal, soft expression.

“Is that so?” he asked her.

Still averting his eyes, she gave an ever so slight nod. “Yes.” (Y/N) whispered quietly.

“Does this person know of your affections?” Sebastian questioned.

“No.” she whispered, quieter still.

“If you don’t mind me saying so, I think it would be wise to tell him of your feelings. It is near impossible for any sane man not to desire to court you, (Y/N).” he lifted her head to eye level with his own.

“I can’t tell him.” (Y/N) gave a small sniffle and wiped at her eyes. “His master would never allow his cousin to date his butler.”

Sebastians eyes widened in surprise. (Y/N) gave a loud gasp and covered her mouth with her hands.

“No, no, no!! I didn’t mean that! I-I misspoke. I mean… I-I would never… Oh god.” (Y/N) started to cry.

“Well then, that is just too bad.” Sebastian tutted.

“W-why?” (Y/N) asked between sobs.

“Because, my dear,” he leaned in closer, making her heart race. “If it were true, I would most certainly be happy to do this.”

And with that, Sebastian slammed his lips onto hers. (Y/N) sat their in shock for a couple of seconds, but then tentatively began to kiss back.

This kiss lasted for about thirty seconds when Sebastian broke away and cupped her cheek in one hand.

“I do apologize for my boldness.” he said in a small tone.

“It-it’s okay. I really don’t mind.” (Y/N) stuttered.

“Well it’s about time!” someone said from behind them.

(Y/N) and Sebastian turned their heads to see Ciel, Bardroy, Finny and Mey-rin standing a few feet away.

Ciel had a small smirk on his face, while the others were giggling and smiling at the two.

“Oh I’m so glad! You are so adorable together, yes you are.” Mey-rin squealed.

“Honestly, I thought you would never show weakness such as this, Sebastian.” Ciel said, still smirking.

Sebastian stood up and bowed towards Ciel. “I am deeply sorry for my actions, my young lord. I have acted with such indiscretion that I have failed my duty as a Phantomhive butler.”

“No, no, it’s quite alright. I was actually hoping you two would get together sometime soon.” Ciel waved his hand in a nonchalant manner.

“Are you sure you’re alright with this?” (Y/N) chimed in, standing up as well and brushing the grass off of her dress.

“Like I said before, I was wanting you both to admit your feelings. It was so painfully obvious that anyone could see it.” he have a small chuckle and motioned towards the manor. “Now that that’s all sorted out, I believe that it’s time to start on dinner preparations. Sebastian?”

“Coming, my lord.”

“There is one more problem.” (Y/N) said.

Sebastian turned to her questioningly.

“Who’s going to tell Grell?”

anonymous asked:

Besides you, I haven't come across many quality BTS ff writers TT I was wondering if you knew of anyone that I could look at? Or at least really good fanfics you like? They can be a full story, drabbles, one shots, etc. It doesn't matter to me ❤

Wow, that is so ridiculously flattering. ;__; I’m sure there are so many great fanfic writers out there though, even if I myself haven’t come across some of them yet. I’ll admit, I don’t read too many fanfics anymore because I spend that time writing nowadays, but let me just list a couple of my favorites!

We can’t talk about fic recs without me bringing up the bros. You probably know them already because of The Storybook collab, but if not, let me fill you in~

@mrsmon : Where to start? She is one of the main reasons I’m even writing stories here in the first place. I came across her mafia AU, Caged, a while back (I highly recommend the series, especially now that it’s completed) and I was immediately hooked. Also, everyone needs to know the masterpiece that is KNJ. Honestly, her entire masterlist is a goldmine, so have fun in there. :D

@bts-for-life : Her masterlist is very diverse and you can probably find any kind of story you are feeling in the mood for. Want something angsty and dark? Go for Calamity. Cute and fluffy? Try Hardships & Joys. She is also the smut container of our lovely trio, so if you want it, she got it. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

(Now that I’m done gushing over those two…)

@inktae : I can’t not talk about this wonderful writer. She builds up the most intricate worlds in her stories, and I am always amazed by the creativity of her AUs and the passion she has for all of them. I have yet to go through her entire masterlist (forgive me ;__;), but my favorites would have to be First Light and Blue Orchids. Instant classics. You won’t regret checking her out, even if you shed a couple tears. :’)

@jungkxook : I am always baffled at the speed she writes and releases new stories. I don’t know how she does it, but I have a theory that she is a cyborg because HOW?? D: Unfortunately, I haven’t been able to keep up with how quickly and flawlessly she updates her masterlist (and I’m so sorry that I suck as a human being because we haven’t talked in a billion years), but I am still in love with Kalopsia and her adorable Harry Potter AU, Amortentia. She is seriously goals. ♥

I will put together a proper fic recs in the future, but these are the people in my mind at the moment. I genuinely hope that all of them continue to write and find joy in writing. (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)

anonymous asked:

according to slav there are alternate realities where keith falls in love with lance and realities where lance falls in love woth kieth. There are realities where they both love eachother and highly likely to end up together. Thats steven universe, where klance is canon and they are in love and they are dating. I think i am bit drunk on happiness sorry for such a silly message i just loooooove klance and so happy to see them in the comic issue of SU.

OMG SERIOUSLY? This is so cute…When I saw them together in the Steven Universe comic I was so happy. But if it’s really true that they’re in love in an alternate universe that is so adorable I swear

Scenes I'm Excited To Write

Mama Blue AU
-Blue and Green pranking Allura or Shiro
-Blue/Black singing a lullaby to her Paladin
-Yellow’s cinnamon roll moments
-Pidge and Green being the Bill Nye fanclub
-Blue and Yellow friendship
-Blue complaining about being the youngest. “I’m only younger than Yellow by three doboshes!” “Whatever you say Baby Sis.” “Red I swear to Altea I am going to fill your metal with ice cubes if you keep referring to me as a baby!” “I think it’s a cute nickname.” “BLACK PLEASE.”
-Red and Blue arguing
-Shance!!!!
-Blue questioning Shiro’s intentions with Lance
-Meme Squad™ Lance, Pidge, Blue and Green
-Cuddle piles
-Cat like behavior with the Lions. “Blue, can I please see Lance?” “*LOUD ANGRY HISSING*” “Did- Did you just hiss at me?!?” “Sorry Princess, old habits die hard…. but no. Go away. Lance is unavailable at the moment.” “Blue-” “NO. *growling*” “Woah.”
-Matchmaker Black. “They’d be cute together and you know it.” “Black, no. My cub is not ready for courting.” “Oh come on, Blue! Don’t you think they’d be adorably lovey dovey as mates?” “………okay, maybe a little bit cute.” “Told you so.” “I hate when you’re right.” “I always am, dear sister.”

HOTD Voltron AU (still dunno what to call it….)
-Outbreak scene
-The part in ep.2 where Saya has to kill a zombie which, in my fic, will be Pidge.
-Pining Keith
-Shiro in an apron (episode 6)
-Baby Matt!!!! (Episode 7)
-In the anime, Saya self appoints herself to keeping Alice as pure and protected as possible. This is definitely gonna be fun to write with Pidge and Matt.
-Hunk being a gun nerd (episode 5 and 6)
-the shrine scene, Shieth style ;3 (especially that One Scene™ everybody knows of)
-SHKLANCE
-pining everybody
-maybe Hidge? If you guys want Hidge?
-BASICALLY EVERYTHING GOING TO FUCKING HELL
-Gun descriptions (the CIA is gonna question my google searches….)
-The dialogue…… though I’m gonna have to rewatch a certain episode pertaining to its matching chapter over and over and pausing to get the dialogue even remotely close enough to the original so it makes sense….. fun times :’)
-ALLURA. She’ll be different from the anime and the cartoon, a bit more ditzy and clumsy but still pretty smart. So, a mix between the nurse and the princess, personality wise. It’s gonna be hell to figure out, but worth it in the end :3
-Matt being a cutie pie during the apocalypse :3
-fluff scenes
-oh god the ANGST!!!!!
-the ecchi scenes. I’m going to tone them down though, since most of the characters are male now to replace the female cast. But I’ll try my hand at it. Never know until you try! :3

Dating Sam Wilson Would Include

headcanon

[pairing]: Sam x Reader

[warnings]: um cuteness because it’s Sam for god’s sake, swearing, brief mentions of sex

[a/n]: okay so here’s one more headcanon for you guys to have while I’m writing the next part of Need Her and a few of my requests which I should start posting tomorrow or the next day. I’m so sorry, just bear with me please.

[another a/n]: okay but i love samuel thomas wilson so damn much and i am personally offended that he doesn’t get as much love as say steve or bucky or tony because this my bitch and if im being real he’s the real fav.

Originally posted by its-a-marvel-world

Dating Sam Wilson would include…

  • We’re not gonna lie to ourselves, Sam would be the most fun person to date in the whole world.
  • Making dumb videos on Snapchat.
  • The whole media absolutely adoring you two together because you’re a fucking power couple.
  • Babygirl, you would be treated like a queen.
  • Him calling you ridiculous nicknames.
  • Ex: Sweetums, the Bee’s Knees, Baby Cakes, Angel, Angel Face, Angel Eyes, Babygirl, Buttercup, Darlin’ of Mine, Princess, Honey, and so many more.
  • Him pushing you around in the shopping cart at the grocery store.
  • You guys just really couldn’t be in any shopping environment without messing around.
  • Taking pictures of each other when you pass each other on opposite escalators.
  • Trying on everything in every shop.
  • Probably getting kicked out of most stores.
  •  Shit talking together. 
  • You know what they say Angel, couples who talk shit together, stay together.”
  • Him being a cheeky ass bitch all the time.
  • Sex. Lots of it. Everywhere.
  • The sex would probably be really cutesy and playful with a lot of teasing and it would be really great. 
  • Okay, okay but listen, listen. Matching outfits.
  • You would trust each other 100000000000%
  • Like you would know the password to his phone and everything and when you were close to his phone and he got a text, he would ask you to check it. 
  • He wouldn’t be so much protective because he would understand that you’re a strong woman that can handle her own shit. But if you ever voiced to him that something was wrong and that you needed him, he would kick somebody’s ass into next week.
  • Him watching you spar with someone else on the team and being so fucking proud when you pin them.
  • That’s my girl.
  • Okay but you would constantly be hacking each other’s Instagrams and posting dumb pictures on there.
  • Him holding your hand when he’s driving.
  • Singing an off key duet of Sunday Candy whenever you’re in the car.
  • Wearing his Air Force t-shirt with his name on the back all the time.
  • And he fucking loves it, let’s be real.
  • Slut dropping together whenever a song with a beat drop comes on.
  • Pranks. No one is safe from the two of you. You prank everyone.
  • Sometimes you even prank each other. 
  • Matching footsie pajamas.
  • Him getting v v jealous whenever you’re talking to Bucky.
  • You and Bucky plotting to get Sam mad by pretending to flirt.
  • Constantly singing the best Disney duets.
  • Going to DisneyLand together a lot and getting those cheesy couples shirts.
  • He would love to kiss your cheeks and it would be super cute because he’d always be doing it.
  • The public would all agree that you guys are relationship goals.
  • A lot of hand holding.
  • Him playing with your hair a lot.
  • You would make fun of each other a lot, but that’s Sam and [y/n] language for “I love you”.
  • Being in love with your best friend.
  • Hilarious pillow talk.
  • He would love you more than anything in the whole entire world.
More Than Chocolate

Originally posted by esraa1993

Peter Parker X Reader

By: The Daydreamer

Warnings: Fluff, and lots of it

Word Count: 1,012 Words

A/N:  This one is so cute and is one I enjoyed writing, even more than the sad ones, which pull on my emotions and make everything wonderful.  Writing is one of my favorite things in life, and I am just glad that you can enjoy this writing with me.  This is written about a wonderful thought that I had.  Just remember that requests to be tagged or requests for prompts are always welcoming.  I am always looking for something new to write.  Thanks!!!

Prompt: “I love you more than chocolate.  I love you more than anything.” 

You heard the door to the apartment open.  You looked up, not knowing who it could be.  Both of your parents were at work.  You were supposed to be the only home today.  It was Peter Parker that walked into your apartment.

“Peter, what are you doing here?”  You were shocked.  You sat the spatula down on a towel.

“I knew that you were the only one home and thought you might be lonely.  So I decided that I would come by and not make you lonely.”  He walked over and set leaned against the counter, his phone sitting on the counter.

“That’s sweet.”  You reach up to one of the cabinets and grabbed a bag of chocolate chips.

“What are you making?”  Peter grabbed a couple chocolate chips from the bag and popped them in his mouth.

“Peter!”  You swipe at his hand lightly. “I am trying to make chocolate frosting for some cupcakes.  That is if you let me and don’t eat all of my ingredients.  You pour the chocolate chips into a bowl and stick the bowl in the microwave.  You punched in a time and let them melt.

“Sorry, you know who much I love chocolate.  I just can’t resist.”  You giggle as he steals another couple more chocolate chips.

“Peter!”  The microwave beeped, so you pulled out the bowl of melted chocolate, mixing it with a spoon to ensure that it was completely melted.  Then you pour the chocolate into the mixer and turned it on, adding cocoa mix.  

“Where are the cupcakes?”  Peter came over to your side of the counter and looked around the small kitchen.

“In the oven.”  You pushed Peter away with your hips when he attempted to steal more of the frosting as you added the last of the powdered sugar.  “Stop eating the frosting or it is going to be all gone before the cupcakes are even ready.”

Peter opened the oven and pulled out the cupcakes.  “It looks like they are finished cooking.”  He pulled them out of the tin and slid them onto a cooling rack that was sitting next to the oven.

“Okay, but they have to cool, so you need to be patient.”  Peter came over and hugged you around the waist.

“Don’t even try to steal more, Mr. Parker.” You give him a teasing look over your shoulder.

“You are no fun.”  You finish the frosting and it in the fridge.

Peter leads you to the couch and you sit together, you cuddling under his arm.  

“So, what is the occasion for those delicious cupcakes and frosting?”  He flips you around under his arm to look you straight in the eyes.  He eyes were glistening with adoration.  

“I am just cooking because I was home alone and wanted to fill my time.  Also, the thought of cupcakes gave me a large craving for the delicious treat.”  You gave him a teasing scowl.  “You ruined my plans.

He kissed you on the cheek before he answered.  “Sorry then.  I just seem to mess everyone’s plans and days up.”  

“No!”  You suddenly felt bad for the teasing. “You didn’t ruin my day, you made it so much better.  I would rather spend the day with my boyfriend that to spend it all by myself.”

“Are you sure?”  He raised his eyebrow at you.

“I am sure!”  You kiss him sweetly.  You and Peter sat there for a minute in the wonderful silence.  You placed your head on his chest and heard his heart beating.  The beat was steady and beautiful, somehow comforting.

All of the sudden Peter stood up, “Let’s check those cupcakes.  The smell is driving me crazy. They just smell so amazing!”  Peter offered you his hand.  You take it and he helps you stand up.

“Okay, Mr. Can’t Wait!”  You tease him as you walk into the kitchen.

“Hey, they do smell really good.”  He follows you, defending himself.

When you arrive in the kitchen, the cupcakes are cool and the frosting is ready.  You frost the cupcakes as Peter waits impatiently.

“Calm down, Peter.  The cupcakes are not going to run away in the next three minutes.  They are not moving at all.”  You smile as you complete frosting the last cupcakes.  You hold Peter back so that you can add chocolate sprinkles on top.

“Good, you are done.”  Peter grabs two cupcakes, unwrapping them quickly.  He took a big bite of one and sighed.  You giggle and grab one before he ate them all.

“Mmmm, that frosting is so good.” Peter sighed. You unwrapped your cupcake and took a bite.  He was right, it was so good.  The frosting was just rich enough.  The cupcake was just moist enough, not too dry.

“Just the frosting?  I barely had enough to frost them.”  You smile.

“Yes, the frosting.”  He stuck his finger in your frosting and stuck his finger in his mouth.

“Peter!” You sighed exasperatedly.  You stuck your finger in his frosting and stuck in your mouth. “Mmm.”

“Y/N!”  You giggle.  He stuck his finger in your frosting and rubs the frosting on your face.  You stuck your finger in his frosting and rubs the frosting on his face.

Peter pulls you close and kisses you, rubbing frosting all over both of your faces.

“Peter, you are making a mess.”  You pull away and grab a cloth to wipe your face.  You wet the cloth and wipes off your face.

“Chocolate, my favorite.”  He pulls some of the frosting off of his face and stuck it in his mouth.  You wipe the frosting off of his face.

“Do you love chocolate more than everything in this life?”  You raise an eyebrow at him.

“I love something more than chocolate.”  He looks right in your eyes, humor glistening in his eyes.

“What are you saying?”  You laugh slightly.

“I love you more than chocolate.  I love you more than anything.”  He pulls you closer and kissed your forehead.  You placed your head on his chest.  This was the perfect moment, the perfect day.

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Happy Easter!

I hope you are together with your beloved and are not alone! Yeah, I am alive as you can see.

That was fun drawing those chibis. Imagine them being a Easter Bunny Café lol

I might clean them and colour properly. These are just doodles, that’s why sorry for the mess of lines.