i could just gush about everything

I’ve been having another moment of self reflection. I tend to get these a lot. Anyways, I sometimes feel like I do what I do for the wrong reasons.

When I first made this blog, it was to celebrate and gush over the awesomeness that is the Hannibal series as well as the hannigram ship. Now? I hardly talk about the show and I rarely draw hannigram. It’s always gotta include Adam Towers somehow and everything just amounts to what could be compared to me saying “hey guys look at my OCs!”. At least that’s the picture that voice of doubt paints in my mind. I know this fandom is full of AUs and headcanons so I shouldn’t doubt myself.

Also, I sometimes wonder if I’m doing this for me or if I’m doing this for everyone else. For popularity. I feel like I’ve gone so far off track with everything and it’s affecting me in a not so great way. I draw Hannitowers and Double Helix because I enjoy it. I DO draw it for me, but there’s always that voice of doubt again saying “why bother it’s never going to pick up as much steam as Hannigram or any other popular ship” or “why bother you’re just going to alienate some people” and I shouldn’t feel that way. I should be drawing it simply because i love it and not care if it’s popular or not. I just live to please others so once I start deviating away from that and start doing what I want to do i feel selfish and I feel like it will never be as good. I don’t know why I’m like this.

Sorry if none of y'all wanted to see this. I just felt the need to kinda just pour out my thoughts. I’m sure I’ll get over it in time.

anonymous asked:

I have a HC request! :) Yoosung or Seven or whoever you want honestly lol: MC and [RFA Member] are kids, about 10 years old. MC's reaction to finding out that [RFA Member] has a crush on her but she also has a crush on them. [RFA Member] may or may not have told MC themselves, she could have found out from somewhere else idk. Something cute, sweet, and innocent with the spark of love thanks to Valentine's Day xx

Doing headcanons for all of the members for Valentines Day ♡ 


✮ he had the biggest crush on you 
✮ he gushed about you to anyone who would listen 
✮ so it wasn’t really a surprise when you found out 
✮ you’d walked over to play on the playground with him when you heard him 
✮ “yeah, I just think MC is the prettiest girl in our school. we’re gonna get married when we’re older!” 
✮ and when he realises you’re there and heard everything he almost cries 
✮ but you say that you like him too 
✮ he constantly insists on playing games where you’re the princess and he’s your ~knight in shining armour~ 
✮ y’all walk around holding hands and all the adults think you’re the cutest 
✮ so pure 


✎ the friendship between the two of you was pretty normal 
✎ and she just thought ‘hey, she’s my best friend. obviously’ 
✎ but then jaehee began to notice how much more she wanted to hug you 
✎ and kISs yOur chEEk?! 
✎ she was 100% confused 
✎ and she felt weird asking her mum about it (bc she was young and her mum is still alive)
✎ so she kinda went up to you and she was super awkward
✎ and you were like ????? wot up
✎ ‘MC… can I hold your hand?’ and she was s o scared
✎ and you’re like ‘yeah of course!’
✎ so y’all walk around holding hands and being super cute
✎ and of course adults are like ‘aw look at those best friends. gal pals forever’  
✎ she just admires you so much 


✿ your friendship started because you didn’t treat him differently 
✿ because this was when his mum was really getting to him and he was insecure 
✿ and he felt like he could talk to you about everything and anything 
✿ and so obviously it grew into a fondness 
✿ he always bought you flowers and other things he thought were pretty 
✿ he just was so taken by you !! 
✿ he told his older brother who would just coo and told zen he had a cruuuuuush
✿ zen was in F U L L  D E N I A L
✿ this nugget actually asked you if he liked you 
✿ ???????
✿ ‘hyun… how am i supposed to know?’
✿ y’all think about this conundrum together for a little while
✿ eventually you’re like
✿ ‘well… do you think I’m a princess?’
✿ and instantly he’s like ‘yeESSSS OF COURSE’
✿ so you’re just like ‘cool. i’m the princess and you’re my knight’ 


₩ this little rich boy 
₩ he doesn’t get along with a lot of other kids because even from a young age other kids were made by their parents to befriend him to further their careers
₩ and then he comes across this angry little girl at one of his father’s parties
₩ you’re pouting in this cute little dress and he’s just very curious about you 
₩ he asks why you’re so grumpy 
₩ you tell him that you don’t like being around all the serious adults 
₩ he agrees 
₩ y’all run around in his backyard and then become best friends 
₩ you yell at the people who make fun of him for being a ‘robot’ 
₩ he talks to his dad about his weird admiration for you 
₩ realises he might…. LIKE you??!??!?!
₩ he collects some of the flowers from his garden and invites you out for a tea party (omg) 
₩ his face is so red as he shyly hands you the flowers 
₩ and he’s like “i think i really like you” 
₩ you just take it at face value and kiss him on the cheek
₩ everything’s basically the same except now you run around his garden while holding hands 


⌨  how would this work??
⌨  y’all met at church 
⌨  and he began to look forward to seeing you every sunday 
⌨  to the point where he told you about saeran 
⌨  and he obsesses about the fact that you care so much 
⌨  but unfortunately you can’t do anything to help 
⌨  so you hug him for as long as you can during mass 
⌨  he just really loves the attention 
⌨  he tells you that he’s gonna leave when he gets older 
⌨  and he hates it because you cry 
⌨  he tells you that he’s gonna find you and you’ll get to meet saeran and you’ll be their queen 
⌨  it’s just really pure and full of hugs and holding hands and being sad but supportive of each other 
⌨  even if you only get to see each other once a week 
⌨  you both treasure that one day 
⌨  it really was the Lord’s day 

I honestly had no idea how to do Saeyoung but I hope the other ones are alright! 

Happy Valentine’s Day ♡♡

noticed (m)

pairings: taehyung x reader

word count: 2,174

genre: smut

a/n: this was terrible, i apologise omg but here it was based off this anon’s request.

Originally posted by bwipsul

How you managed to get noticed by Kim Taehyung was completely beyond you. He was everything anyone could ever want. He was intelligent, funny and he had the looks that would alway make you question your sanity despite the amount of times you saw him.

He was always the talk of your school, at least once every week. Every girl would gush about him in the hallways, while the other males would try their best for him to join them. He was popular in the sense that people just wanted a slice of him. Nobody could miss the chance of becoming friends with someone like Taehyung.

Yet while everyone’s attention was on him. The only person he’d wish would notice him, was you.

It took an entire week for Taehyung to approach you, and another two weeks to ask you for a ‘mini-date’. At least, that’s what he liked to consider it. All it was to you was a movie night at his place with a couple of his friends. You had no idea why he’d invite you, since you only considered him as an acquaintance, but you agreed nonetheless (because. movies. ofc)

So you exchanged numbers and he gave you his address before the two of you parted ways for the evening. Little did you know, Taehyung had told you a lie and his friends weren’t actually coming over.

So when you arrived at the address he’d given you, you were surprised to see the driveway empty and no shoes scattered around the door. You walked in to find him standing in front of you with an apologetic look on his face. The truth spilled out of his lips, followed by multiple apologies, but you only laugh in reply and forgive him, because you’re glad that it’s just the two of you.

The night begins with the two of you ordering some nice pizza and beer, while watching some movies that you both loved in your youth years. Then after that… That’s when the fun started.

The moment his hand rested on your thigh should’ve been the moment you realised what his motive was. But at your drunken state, you were completely oblivious as you continued downing the bitter liquid.

Next was the way he rested his chin on your shoulder, letting out deep breath so the warm air that left his lips hit the skin on your neck. At this point you realised what he wanted, his actions that followed proved it. The lip bites and sultry looks from his hooded eyes made your stomach do multiple flips from excitement.

Once he’d gotten your attention- and you made no action to stop him- he leaned his head forward and trailed a line of butterfly kisses up your neck, releasing a bolt of electricity to run through your entire body.

“Taehyung.. What’re you doing?”

The breathless words and your relaxed expression showed that you knew what he was doing and that you didn’t want him to stop.

“I think you know, babe. Just stay quiet and let me take good care of you.” He whispers into your ear, latching your lobe in between his teeth before pulling it back slightly and releasing it.

You grin slightly to yourself as you open your and eyes and turn your head to face him, but he’s already one step ahead of you and crashes his lips onto yours. Your lips move against each other in a rhythmic pace and the way his lips mold perfectly with yours, makes you melt into the kiss.

“I realise how fast I’m going, just tell me when you want me to stop.” He whispers against your lips, your foreheads leaning against each other.

“You can’t say you want to stop now, Taehyung. Not when I’m already so wet for you.” You reply, your lips reaching for his to stop him from replying.

You feel his hand grab the bottle from your hand before placing his and yours on the table before the same hand reaches over to your hips. The position is nothing but awkward, so he lifts you up and places you on his lap before his hand cups your clit through the tight black leggings you were wearing and you make the move of grinding down on his hand.

Your juices had seeped through your panties and a small patch was growing around your crotch on your leggings. Taehyung’s hand didn’t stop it from growing as he pressed on your clit harder, making the friction more satisfying.

“You’re right, babe. You’re so wet for me, I can’t wait till I’m balls deep inside of you.” He growled as he pulled apart from the kiss to watch as your face contorted in pleasure at the feeling of his hand palming you.

“Tae- Taehyung, please.”

“What do you want, babe. Tell me what you want.” He asks as he moves his hands to your hips, pressing you down onto his hardened erection. You let out a series of soft moans at the feeling as you slowly roll your hips against him.

“I want… your cock inside of me. Please Tae-” You let out a small squeal as he flips your positions so that you were lying on the couch while he hovered above you, “If that’s what you want.” He whispered, hooking his thumbs into the waistband of your leggings and pulling them down your legs.

His eyes wandered up your legs, the sight of your smooth skin making his breath grow heavier with anticipation as he hurriedly stripped you out of your clothes, hoping to expose more of your glowing skin to him. “You’re so beautiful.” He mumbled under his breath as his hands travelled up the side of your legs, the curve on your stomach and eventually stopping on your chest.

He kneaded your breasts in your large hands as you watched in amusement the way his face fell from the lustful expression to a look of admiration. Absentmindedly, you lifted your arms to entangle your fingers between the strands of his hair. You pull his head down while you lean your chin up to meet his lips halfway. You moan gently against his lips as he applies more pressure to each squeeze on your breasts.

You release his hair, letting your hands travel down the front of his body before stopping at the bottom hem of his shirt. The light tugs on the fabric indicated that you wanted to remove the material from Taehyung’s body. He caught on quickly and pulled apart from the kiss to sit up and lift the shirt up his body and over his head before dropping it beside the couch, forgotten like the rest of your clothes.

He leaned back down on top of you and you immediately leaned forward to place small kisses along his collarbones, sucking and nipping lightly on his skin as his grunts and moans fuelled you.

“Your lips do some amazing things, babe. But let’s see what they look like around my cock.”

He sat up from his position and shimmied out of his sweats before moving in front of you. You propped yourself on your knees in front of him and placed a light kiss on his boxers, smirking to yourself once you hear a hiss escape his lips, “Y/N, please. Don’t tease.”

“What’s the fun in that?” You ask with a look of innocence on your face and before you could do anything else, he pulls his boxers down- letting his pulsing erection spring free- and gripping your neck and pulling you closer so the tip of his cock was touching your closed lips.

“Open up for daddy.” He growls and you happily oblige, opening your mouth before he pushed his length into your mouth. You responded immediately by wrapping your lips around him and swirling your tongue around his shaft while you bobbed your head in a rhythmic beat.

You hummed in approval as he let out a guttural moan while he rolled his hips into your face. “You’ve got no idea how pretty you look, babe. On your knees for me with you pretty pink lips wrapped around my cock.” He huffed out, while gripping the back of your head in his hands to push himself deeper into you.

You naturally gagged around him once you felt the tip of his dick hit the back of your throat, with tears pricking your eyes, you pulled back slightly to take a breather before leaning in once again but he stops you before you’re able to enclose your mouth around him.

“I can’t wait anymore, just let me fuck you.” He says, leaning down to place a rough kiss on your lips before running upstairs and coming seconds later with a foil packet in his hand.

He stops in front of you and hands you the object, “Can you? It just turns me on even more when I’m not the one rolling it on.” He says with a sheepish smile on his lips.

“Of course.”

You rip the foil off and place the condom on his tip before rolling it down his member. You feel him jump slightly in surprise at the feeling of your hands being wrapped around his length. You smirked to yourself as you squeezed your hands tighter around him before he quickly grabs your wrists and pins you against the couch, moving one of his legs over you so that he was straddling you.

“I told you not to tease me, babe. I need to give you what you deserve now.” He growls, leaning down to nuzzle his face into your before his teeth began biting and sucking onto your skin, leaving dark purple spots to appear.

“Tell me, Y/N. How do you like it? Tell me and I’ll give it to you.”

“Rough.” You barely managed to whisper as his lips continued their assault on your neck, “Give it to me rough, please.”

“As you wish, princess.” He says, sitting up and using his hands to push your legs apart. He takes one good look at your core dripping for him before aligning himself against and forcing himself in.

A few heartbeats later, he allows you to adjust before withdrawing his back and thrusting into you as hard as he can, “F-fuck Taehyung, right there.” You breath out, as he pounds into you.

“Yeah? Right here? Do you like it when I’m pounding into you like this, babe? Do you like it when I’m balls deep inside of you?” He asked as he lifted your hips up to his hips and grabbing one of your legs and throwing it over his shoulder as he continued thrusting into you.

“Yes, right there Tae. Oh god.” You cried out while arching your back off the cushion. You feel your walls naturally begin to clench around his length and the knot in your stomach begin to grow.

“Fuck, Y/N. You’re so tight, are you ready to cum? Cum for me like the good girl you are.” He encouraged, bringing his hand down to your sensitive bud and using his thumb to press against it.

You felt your hips jerk against his hand as he continued rubbing at your clot whil thrusting his hips deeper into you before you felt the knot in your stomach untangle while your climax washed over you. You let out a cry of pleasure as your hips instinctively flew up to meet with Taehyung’s powerful thrusts to help ride out your high until his orgasm washed over him and filled up the condom he had on.

He rolled his hims a few more times to ride out both of your climaxes before he pulled himself out and got up to discard the condom. You took a few seconds to rest before reaching over the couch to grab your shirt.

Once you felt the familiar fabric in your hands, you picked it up and slipped it over your head until it covered your entire body before resting against the soft cushions to regrain you ragged breathing. Taehyung came back seconds later to pick his sweats off the ground before pulling it up his legs and joining you on the couch.

But before he climbed on, he noticed the white shirt you were wearing was his and despite already having had his release seconds earlier, he felt a feeling stir in the pit of his stomach while a shiver of excitement ran through his member.

Ignoring the feeling, he crawled beside you and cradled you in his arms, “You look awfully sexy in my shirt, do you mind keeping it just for me, babe?” He whispered into your ear and watched in amusement as your eyes snapped open while you looked at him in embarrassment, muttering quick apologies under your breath as you reach down to grab the other white shirt from the ground, but he’s quick to stop you.

“I think you should keep my shirt on, you wouldn’t want me seeing you naked again, believe me.”

i honestly don’t know how i feel about this, i’ll open my request box again soon so if you want to request something, read the rules first.

You are Beautiful (Jughead x Reader)

Prompt: Hello! If your requests are still open, I would love to request something! Could I have a Jughead x Reader fic where the reader and jughead are dating and the reader is very insecure about herself and constantly questions why Jughead is with her? Maybe she talks to Archie about it and he reassures her that everything is fine? Could there be fluff at the end? Thank you so much! I love your writing!

Plus size reader x jughead

A/N: It took me a while to do this but I do hope you enjoy it! I added two requests together and changed it just a bit. Requests are Welcome!


You Are Beautiful (Jughead x Reader)

Looking down at the tight black dress hugging your figure, negative thoughts flood your mind.

It’s too tight. Turning in the mirror, you sigh in frustration. You could see fat everywhere.

Your chest tightens at the thought and you peel the dress off. Screw this, jeans and a sweatshirt it is. You change quickly and rush out the door. Hopefully the girls won’t be mad.

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😊Now or Never [Part 2] (Ethan x Reader)

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Summary:  Part 1: Meeting the boys at like a meet and greet or something and whispering “hi daddy” or something like that to ethan and him being shook and yeah, ethan’s daddy kink will be the death of me. Part 2: He reaches out to you and takes you out on an official date

Warnings: Mentions daddy

A/N: Requests are still Open :)

Originally posted by dailydolantwins

It had been about a month since I met the boys and today I was getting ready to go hangout with Ethan. I tweeted the picture of us and he liked, followed, and dmed me and well we just started talking. He messaged me earlier asking if I wanted to meet at Starbucks with him and Gray. I agreed of course. I was wearing a maroon sweater with some black skinny jeans. It was still pretty chilly out so I threw on a black beanie. My sister and mom were cooking breakfast when I walked down.

“Where are you going Y/N?” My mom asked as she sliced some potatoes.

    “Ethan, Grayson and I are getting some Starbucks. Is that okay?” I asked knowing full well it should be okay.

“Yeah just bring us back something chocolatey.” My mom says not looking back at me.

“Just don’t be gone too long. I need you to babysit the boys tonight.” My sister says talking about her two baby boys. I rolled my eyes but I agreed and walked out of the door. I walked down the street listening to some Selena Gomez while humming the tune. The wind would breeze through my hair while the scent of fresh cut grass filled my nose. After walking for a bit I saw the boys truck outside. I picked up my pace towards the boy’s truck. Neither were inside so I went into Starbucks and I saw Ethan on his phone at a table all by himself.

“E!” I hollered which caught his attention. He stands to his feet and walks over to me wrapping me in his arms.

“Y/N I feel like it’s been forever since I’ve seen you.” He says smiling at me. I looked around the shop and I couldn’t see Gray.

“Hey E? Where’s Grayson at?” Just then he looked down to his feet.

“Ethan!” The barista calls and he grabs two drinks. He walks back to the table and gestures me to sit down.

“Here’s our drinks. Grayson couldn’t make it he was feeling sick.” He says as he places his dark pink lips on the straw tasting his drink. “You like caramel with extra whip right?” He asks chewing on his straw.

“Yeah it’s my favorite! Hey I can’t stay too long. I have to get back and babysit my sister’s children.”  I saw he was chewing on his straw. “You’re lying to me about something aren’t you? Or at least hiding something.” I said and he cocked his head at me.

“What?” He asks as he continues chewing.

“Oral fixation. You’re chewing cause you’re hiding something from me. Psychology 101.” I said and he just leaned his back against the back of his chair. He sighs deeply.

“Okay so I may or may not have made up the part about Gray and I wanting to get coffee. It may or may not have been me trying to ask you on a date. I don’t know it’s a thing.” Ethan says fiddling with his thumbs. I start to blush at how dorky he was being. Gray was right he is awkward around girls, but it’s really cute. I gently slide my hand over on his and he looks up smiling.

“Ethan is this a date?” I asked and his eyes widen. I could feel him tense up but I squeeze his hand which causes him to relax. “Ethan.” I said soothingly.

“If it’s okay I would like this to be a date very much. There’s something about you Y/N. Like when we met I thought man this girl is cute but over this month I’ve learned we have a lot of things in common. You called me daddy when we first met so you stuck out like a sore thumb. Posted the photos on twitter tagging Gray and I which got us to follow you. Like I just love being around you. You’re positive, playful, independent, and just all around gorgeous.” I started to blush hard. He hasn’t said anything like this to me before. No guy has. He’s incredibly charming and overall an amazing person himself. And I was lucky enough to have him sitting across from me. I could see he was blushing and I most definitely was. I decided to be a little bit playful.

“This is the best date I’ve ever been on” I paused as a smile spreads across my face “daddy.” I could feel Ethan tense up under my hand. I pulled my hand away, but he grabs my wrist and holds my wrist gently. I look up at him as a smile peers across my face.

“I’m glad.” He says blushing. “You’re really cool Y/N.” He says and I flip my hair.

“You think I don’t know this?” I scoffed which made him roll his eyes with a smile. I even smiled myself. His hand was still holding my wrist. He must have noticed too because he looks down and he moves his grip back towards him and he gently rests his hand on my palm. He gives my hand a soft squeeze while looking up to my eyes. He was resting his hand on mine. I nod letting him know that it was okay for him to hold my hand. He then interlocks our fingers together and his thumb softly caresses the side of my hand. Ethan’s hand was so big that it looked like his hand has swallowed mine.

“What?” He chuckles.

“Your hand is just so big compared to mine is all. Nothing to worry about.” I said as his smile turns to a laugh.

“Well we all can’t be 5 foot Y/N.” He says and I do a playful frown. “Can I walk you back to your house?” I blushed at his request.

“But you drove.” He shrugs his shoulders.

“Yeah but you have to get home and if we walk we’ll spend more time talking then if I drove you.” He stands up and holds his hand out to me. “Shall we?” I gladly take his hand while jumping out of my chair. He doesn’t let go and neither do I. We leave Starbucks hand in hand. He locks his truck as we walk past. We don’t say anything for a little while in the walk. I think we were both still in shock that this was a thing. I don’t think Ethan ever saw himself with a fan. Especially one that called him daddy.

“Did you ever see this happening?” I asked him breaking the silence in our walk. He looked to me with a puzzled look. “This. Us. If us is a thing.” I said looking away blushing. I hear him laugh lightly.

“To be honest, no. I mean when we first met I thought you were attractive, but I didn’t plan this. You called me daddy and wow.” He says with a sigh. “That just made you perfect. Like when I went home all I did was talk to Gray about you. I told him that you called me daddy and that you were just amazing. I was constantly checking my social media waiting for you to post the photos of us so I could follow you. Gray was teasing me about us saying how there was an obvious connection and that we would be cute. Finally I found your twitter and here we are. Yeah I didn’t plan it at all, but I’m glad it happened.” He says while swinging our arms. To hear Ethan gush over us made me swoon. He was just so perfect and the fact he waited on me made everything better. “You’re just incredible Y/N.”

I give him a kiss on the cheek and hold myself there. I couldn’t control myself. He was just so amazing. I just wanted to hold him and kiss his neck until we fell asleep. I soon pull away and realized what I just did. “Ethan I’m–” Before he pressed his lips to mine softly. I sucked in a quick breath of shock through my nose before I gently kiss him back.

“Y/N!” I heard my mom holler before Ethan quickly pulled away from me. We both turned as we saw my mom walking our direction. Ethan hasn’t exactly met my mom yet so this should be fun.

“Hey there Mrs. Y/L/N.” Ethan introduces with his hand sticking out to shake my mom’s. She looks impressed and shakes his hand.

“I guess you must be Y/N friend Ethan? It’s nice to meet you.” She says and looks to me. “Come on Y/N the boys are waiting. Your sister and I have to go to the church or else we’ll have to plan the wedding for next year.” She says walking off. “Your friend Ethan can help you watch the boys too if you want him to.” My mom says and I look to Ethan. He looks back smiling.

“May I?” He asks and I nod.

“Of course. Be warned though, these kids are the devils.” I said and E just laughed.

“I’ve babysat before Y/N. Trust me. I’ve got this.” He says as he slides his hand through his hair and walks towards my house. I laughed at him as I ran to catch up to him. We both walk inside my house and I see my sister and my mom walking out of the door. I see Tommy was watching tv on the floor while Ben just watched him sleep. “How old are they?” Ethan asks me.

“Tommy is four and Ben just turned one. Tommy is Y/S/N fiance’s son and Ben is their kid.” I answered while I picked up Ben and sat down on the couch. I pat on the spot next to me and Ethan follows. He sits down and we watched Spongebob together with the boys.

We all decided we wanted to watch The Croods, but the boys wanted to build a fort. Of course Ethan helped Tommy grab pillows, blankets and chairs to help the fort stand up. I just sat on the couch while I held Ben in my arms. Ethan and I would laugh and when Tommy wasn’t paying attention he would give me sweet kisses.  Soon it was dinner time and Ethan helped me make macaroni and cheese for us and Tommy while he fed Ben a bottle. He looked so cute feeding Ben. Ben even fell asleep in his arms and Ethan felt so accomplished with himself. Ethan even changed Ben’s diaper and put Ben to bed in his crib while he hummed softly to help him stay asleep. Tommy then needed help in the bathroom which Ethan dealt with and even got him to brush his teeth. I helped change his clothes to pajamas while Ethan helped him into bed.

“I want a story.” Tommy says and Ethan and I look at each other.

“Tommy no it’s–”

“Y/N he wants a story.” Ethan walks over to his bookshelf and pulls off The Good Dinosaur and looks to me. “Go pick a movie for us to watch. I’ll read him to sleep.” He then pressed a kiss to my cheek before sitting on Tommy’s bed. I shake my head grinning and I walk down the stairs to the couch. I see the fort is still up and I shake my head laughing. I walk in the kitchen to clean up and about 10 minutes later I walk in the living room and start tearing the fort apart. “What do you think you’re doing?” I heard Ethan’s voice boom which makes me jump.

“I was going to clean the fort up.” I said looking at Ethan. He then walked up to me and looked me in the eyes. He pressed his hand against my cheek.”

“Don’t.” Was all he said before he pressed his lips against mine hard before everything went dark.

Part 3


Walking through the mall, you laughed with your friend, Adrianna, as she recapped her incredibly terrible first date the other night.

Then he walks back from the bathroom like he hadn’t been gone for a long period of time and looks at me like I kicked a puppy because I took one spoonful of ice cream without him. Like, I’m sorry? It’s MY ice cream. She laughed and the two of you continued to talk as you walked.

So I’m guessing that a second date would be a no-go? You asked as you sifted through sweaters.

Y/N. Adrianna said and you looked up to have her giving you the most unenthusiastic look that made you chuckle.

I’m sorry for even asking. You replied and continued to go through the clothes.

So tell me about your date night? How’s Mr. Wonderful? I still haven’t met the guy. She began to spout off, much to your dismay. At that moment, you wished you could hide in the clothes, but instead you looked at her.

He’s good. You said simply and went back to skimming the racks of brightly colored clothes.

Y/N! She exclaimed and you laughed again.

I’m not telling you any more than that. He’s nice, but we aren’t serious, so I just want to see where this goes before I start spouting it off to everyone. You said, which wasn’t a lie, but it wasn’t necessarily true. The other half to why you weren’t telling her everything was that it was Jeon Jungkook and that was your best friend’s ultimate bias. She could go on for hours about him and you would just have to sit there, listening to your best friend gush about your boyfriend. You had initially met Jungkook by accident, the two of you had sparked up a conversation at a coffee shop when he asked for your number. Part of your New Year’s Resolution was to be more open to new experiences, so when you usually would have told him no, instead you gave him your number. It wasn’t until he had texted you that night that you realized that it was Jungkook. Since then, the two of you were forced to keep it pretty low key.

Most of the time, the two of you just spent date night at your apartment because of all of the cameras surrounding him. Jungkook had to continue to hide the relationship, even though he didn’t want to, and you were going to tell your best friend, but things came up. You could remember it like it was yesterday. Your friend burst into your apartment and sighed as she sat on the couch.

What’s up, boo? You asked as she huffed and threw her face dramatically into the pillow.

Jungkoo as m shmirlfend. She mumbled, muffled by the plushy pillow in her face.

What? Leaning closer to her, she lifted her head and sighed.

Jungkook has a girlfriend. Look! She exclaimed and showed you the phone. Right there was a picture of you and him standing by an ice cream shop, but due to the angle, your face was completely hidden. Look at how happy he is! Ugh, I hate her! Adrianna crossed her arms and pouted, like a five year old told she couldn’t have any candy, as you discreetly took out your phone to text Jungkook. He responded that BigHit was going to come out with a statement that you were just a fan that walked up to him, so it wouldn’t be a problem for him. But it was on that day that you realized just how difficult it would be to tell Adrianna of your relationship. Sighing, you rubbed her back as she continued to bash you without even knowing.

Like who the hell does she think she is?! She exclaimed before getting a notification. Oh! I guess she was just a fan that Jungkook took to get ice cream. UGH! She put the phone up to her chest. Isn’t he the sweetest? Adrianna asked as she looked back at her phone, you put on a fake smile and rolled your eyes.

Now as you skimmed the stores, you looked up at her, Adrianna was texting or tweeting, looking completely preoccupied. Her Jungkook phone case made your heart sink as your eyes glazed over with thought. Your phone buzzing took you out of your trance. Jungkook was calling, but you quickly ignored it so she wouldn’t see and continued to skim the racks. Then a text came in.

Wanna grab lunch? – JK

Who’s that? Adrianna asked behind you and you jumped with surprise, almost sending your phone straight into the air.

Oh my god, don’t do that! You exclaimed and put your phone back in your purse. Did you find something? You asked to get her off the subject and she smiled.

ISN’T THIS ADORABLE?! She held up a top and you nodded.

Go try it on, I’m still looking. You said as she skipped to the dressing room. Taking your phone out, you texted Jungkook.

Out with Adrianna, maybe next time. – Y/N

Before you could put your phone back, you got a response.

Bring her with! I got the guys with me, so we can make it a little meet and greet, she’s a fan right? – JK

The response made every pore on your body immediately begin to sweat as you tried to think of a way out of it.

Y/N! Isn’t this adorable on me? She questioned and you looked up to see her twirling around.

Very cute! You responded, your phone buzzed again.

You said you were going to the mall right? See ya soon, babe ;) – JK

The sweat then turned into goosebumps as you felt a cold shiver go down your spine.

Uhm, Adrianna, wanna grab lunch with some people? You asked as she nodded enthusiastically.

Awesome! I’ll go pay! She said and walked back into the dressing room. You face palmed yourself as you tried to think of an escape route, but nothing came to mind. Reality was about to bite you in the ass.

I think one of the best parts of Coraline is how anyone can take the place of Coraline, anyone can imagine themselves/their favourite character in her place, because even the happiest of people have something they would love to change about their lives and could fall for the trap of the other world. Even if you can’t relate to Coraline’s reasons for her unhappiness, you can relate to her desire for a better life where everything is perfect. You can put yourselves in her shoes and therefore, you can imagine yourself as her and honestly, that’s amazing

anonymous asked:

do you buy paperbooks or hard cover copies?

Neither if I can avoid it.

Have a story:
For christmas my girl made me a gift card and told me I could buy any books I want up to the amount of 250€. She knows I’m a geek for books so naturally she thought I’d buy a couple of Barnes & Noble Leatherbound Classics that I was gushing about. But then I went to amazon, downloaded a couple of new cheap ebooks that have been on sale (I think around 20 books for a little over 30€), ordered pizza from her favorite Italian for around 25€ and told her she should keep the rest because that would be everything I needed. No one will get me to pay a fortune just to have a hardcover book in my collection. 

Listen, I love leatherbound classics. I love paperbacks. I LOVE books. And that’s the essence. I love books. I don’t care if they are professional, amateur, paperback, ebooks, hardcovers or pdf. I just love to read, period. So I love any kind of books but I prefer ebooks and pdfs the most because they are just easier to carry around and they don’t take as much space as other books.

thIS GUY,,,, THIS SWEET LITTLE MAN RIGHT HERE!!! He’s the kindest, most patient person I’ve met in months. He took time with each person in line, making sure to say hi and ask their name and signed their stuff with such care,,, and he had the patience to write out “The best looking paladin” on my flag.

I was shaking so badly in the line and I thought I might pass out or something, my dad looked over at me and asked “you nervous?” to which I replied, “palms are sweaty, mom’s spaghetti”. But!! As soon as I got up there and started saying hi and shook his hand it was like talking to an old friend? Like,,, how??? He’s just so approachable???? AND!! I was about the same height as him and that just made my day ten times brighter. I swear I could gush about these six minutes of low-key awkwardness forever, but that would be a bit much.

I actually started tearing up as I left the booth bc I was so shook™ at everything that had happened, if it weren’t for the picture I swear I would’ve thought that it was fake. That right there??? In the picture??????? the most genuine smile I’ve dished out for a picture in my life!! Hhhhhheck,,,,,, this was a good weekend

Work Comes Home - Part 3

Summary: You work for the company that publishes Hamilton: The Revolution. You meet Lin-Manuel at work and who knows what will happen?

Words: 2505

Author’s Note: Here it is! Thanks to @secretschuylersister for reading it over crazy late last night - you’re amazing, wouldn’t be doing this without you!

Warnings: Some swearing.


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Satisfied- hamiltots


“Eliza! Come on! You know parent night is important! Put on your dress and let’s goooo!” Angelica shouted, stomping her Mary-Jane clad foot on the wooden floor.
Eliza came huffing out of her room, blue pajama bottoms and a white t-shirt with a blue and yellow bear on the front. “I don’t wanna.”
“Eliza you gotta! Daddy said we had’ta go with him to meet everyone’s mommies and daddies! Even Peggy is ready!”
As if summoned, Peggy came barreling through the duo, her gold and pastel orange dress fluttering by. “‘Liza, help me with my shoes! Daddy said I had to be a big girl and ask!” She whined pointing down to her frilly white socks with gold and orange stitching.
“Not until she puts on her dress.” Angelica demanded.
Eliza huffed, pouted and mumbled, “fine, I’ll put on the stinking dress.” Before storming into her room.
“Peggy, meet Eliza downstairs so she can help with your shoes, ‘kay?” Angelica asked. Peggy nodded and practically flew down the stairs.
Eliza emerged from her room in a beautiful teal dress and creamy white sash, with a scowl plastered onto her face. “This is stupid,” she muttered.
Angelica gasped, “Eliza we don’t speak like that! That’s a bad word!” Eliza rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.
Angelica walked up to Eliza and placed her hands on Eliza’s shoulders. “What’s wrong? You were so excited for parents night!”
Eliza shuffled from one foot to another. “It’s just that… I wanted mommy to come too. Why’d she have to go to Paris for work?”
Angelica sighed. Eliza and their mother were very close, and this week their mom was in Paris for a conference, so their dad was home.
“Hey, mommy will be back on Friday, so we can tell her all about parents night, alrighty? It’ll be okay.” Angelica soothed her sister’s fears and she noticed Eliza smile a bit more, “okay. But I want to tell her first!”
Angelica nodded, “okie dokie! Let’s get our shoes on and let’s go!” She laughed as they raced down the stairs to help Peggy with her buckles.
Their dad came out from his office in a maroon “work shirt”, black pants and matching shoes. Angelica and Eliza grabbed their dad’s hands as Peggy went on his shoulders and he led them to the car.

“Hello Mr. Schuyler, I’m Mr. Washington; it’s a pleasure to meet you.” Mr. Washington said as he shook Mr. Schuyler’s hand. Mr. Schuyler let out a hearty chuckle and said, “my girls have told me so much about you Mr. Washington, it’s nice to finally put a face to words.”
“Please, call me George.” Mr. Washington smiled. Mr. Schuyler grinned, “Philip.” The girls stood at the men’s ankles and looked around the classroom at the other families.
Lafayette was sitting on his grandmother’s lap, pointing at all the paintings he had made while speaking French a mile a minute. “Je déjà faite une peinture!” His grandmother was bouncing him gently, smiling fondly at her grandson’s enthusiasm.
Hercules and his parents were sitting with Alexander and his mom. The adults were conversing as the two boys played with dolls named Oak and Lin; the dolls were fighting a war.
“I’m so glad Hercules has found Alex! He’s never had someone to match his energy levels,” Mrs. Mulligan gushed as Alex’s mom laughed.
“I feel the same way, my little lion was so nervous when we first moved here, you know. He told me our boys instantly became friends,” she smiled.
“Well then it’s surely fate,” Mr. Mulligan joked as he bounced Hercules’s baby brother, Hugh Jr. on his lap.
“Rachel, you know we’d be happy to have Alex over. We understand how hard it must be working and raising a son.” Hugh Sr. whispered as he watched Hercules toss “Oak” into the air and shout “WE HAD A SPY ON THE INSIDE!”
“Hercules!” Mrs. Mulligan shushed him as Hugh Jr. squealed at the airborne doll.
“Thank you. Ever since his father went back to Nevis, Alex has been really quiet.” Rachel sighed.
Alex cried that whole week and begged his father to return. “Does he know why?” Mrs. Mulligan asked in a hushed tone, placing her hand over Rachel’s.
“Only partially; he thinks it’s for his father’s job. He doesn’t understand the whole concept of divorce.” The Mulligans nodded solemnly.
“Well we’d be happy to do anything- anything at all to help you with this rough patch.” Hugh Sr. said sincerely.
“Thank you so much. Usually his cousin Peter babysits him, but he hasn’t been feeling quite like himself lately.” She whispered. “He’s been diagnosed with depression, and my sister is nervous he’ll… You know.” The Mulligans shared a look with her and Hugh Jr. began to babble whole pulling at his father’s shirt.
“All right tough guy, go to mommy.” Alex’s mother smiled at the drooling infant and Hugh Jr. grabbed her slender finger into his chubby hand and began to coo.
The Burrs and the Lees had congregated in a back corner, the Lees gossiping about “what’s-his-face getting a raise” and “did you see how much weight she lost!” to the indifferent Burrs.
The Jeffersons and Madisons were leaning against one of the walls, talking about their next co-family vacation.
“We really should take a tour of Versailles, it’s supposed to be beautiful in the spring, with all the gardens in bloom and fountains. It’s a once in a lifetime experience.” Mrs. Jefferson gushed to Mrs. Madison as the husbands discussed the important French government officials they would meet at galas.
“Oh that sounds marvelous, but what about our boys allergies?” Mrs. Madison giggled as she spared a glance towards the boys. Thomas was playing with Sally and James was curled in his blanket watching with a smile.
Over by the "animal corner” John was showing his sisters his turtles- Rebel and her babies, Shellby and and Frances.
“Turns out Rebel was a girl!” John exclaimed as his siblings gathered to stare at the recently hatched turtles. John’s father had taken to sitting down and had chosen between watching his children and scoping out the classroom.
"Dad, can we play now?” She asked, thumb in her mouth and eyes as wide as a doe’s, tugging on her dad’s pant leg.
“Sure Pegster. You and your sisters may play.” Peggy gave his leg a chaste hug before skipping over to Thomas and James so she could play with Sally.

Angelica was bored. She knew nobody besides Thomas, but she didn’t want to talk to him after he yelled at her for saying girls can’t play with action figures.
As she looked around, she noticed a thin little boy with black hair. He was smiling at a woman who looked like him. Angelica had never seen him before and her curiosity was getting the better of her.
When the boy turned in her direction and she saw his face- more importantly his eyes- Angelica placed a hand over her heart to try and slow its rapid pounding. Blush fanned out over her cheeks and she cautiously made her way to him.
Smoothing out the ruffles in her dress, she tapped his shoulder. He spun around alarmed, but smiled when he saw her face. “Hi!” His voice made Angelica smile wider and butterflies consume her stomach. “Hiya,” she said with a giggle.
“You look like you’ve never been satisfied.” He said abruptly.
Angelica’s jaw went slack. “I don’t know what you mean?”
“You’re like me. I’ve never been satisfied.” He said.
“Is that right?” Angelica asked curiously.
“I’ve never been satisfied.” He repeated.
“My name is Angelica Schuyler.” Angelica smiled.
“Alexander Hamilton,” he said with a nod.
Huh, Angelica had never heard of a Hamilton family before.“Where’s your family from?”
The boy seemed alarmed and quickly replied, “unimportant, there’s a million things I haven’t done. Just you wait. Just you wait.”
The two kept talking for around two minutes- maybe three minutes and everything they said in total agreement. It felt a dream to her. He was handsome and made her smile. Angelica looked over her shoulder and saw Eliza staring at Alex. The look on her face was one of helplessness. Angelica decided to introduce them. After all, what could go wrong?

As parents night came to a close, the Schuyler family returned to their home. Peggy babbling about how much fun she had, Eliza gushing over Alex and Angelica being awfully silent. It was during the car ride she realized 3 fundamental things at the exact same time.

“Oh! Follow me!” She said with a grin.
“Where are you taking me?” Alex asked curiously.
“I’m about to change your life,” Angelica replied slyly.
“Then by all means, lead the way,” Alex exclaimed.
NUMBER 1: she has a crush on Alex but has to like someone who is well known because she’s the big sister.
“Elizabeth Schuyler. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Eliza said with a curtsy.
“Schuyler?” Alex asked confused. Angelica nodded, “my sister.”
NUMBER 2: she’s a Schuyler sister so she is very popular- something Alex might like. So that is why she introduces him to Eliza, now that’s his girlfriend.
Angelica realized in her carseat that Alex was right, she will never be satisfied.
“Thank you for being so nice,” Eliza giggled.
“If it takes meeting your sister first, it will have been worth it.” Alex replied.
“I’ll leave you to it.” Angelica said.
NUMBER 3: Angelica knows her sister like she knows her own mind, you will never find anyone as trusting or as kind. If she tells her she likes him, Eliza would reside him. He’d be hers, she would says she’s fine- she’d be lying.
But that night when she thought of Alexander’s eyes, she romanticized what might’ve been if she hadn’t sized him up so quickly. Angelica whispered through tears, “at least my dear Eliza’s his wife… At least I keep his eyes in my life.”

Angelica snapped out of her haze and lifted her juice in the air- “TO THE GROOM!”
The boys repeated their chorus of “to the groom.”
“TO THE BRIDE!” The girls followed with their bride shouts.
“FROM YOUR SISTER!” She exclaimed. The kids shouted, “Angelica!” As she said “WHO IS ALWAYS BY YOUR SIDE!”
“TO YOUR UNION!” She sang loudly.
The kids shouted back, “TO THE UNION! TO YOUR FAMILY AND FRIENDS!”
“AND THE HOPE THAT YOU PROVIDE!” Angelica said looking at everyone, as they shouted out their favorite snacks.
“MAY YOU ALWAYS!” Angelica drew in a deep breath and bellowed, “BE SATISFIED!” While looking at Alex. He blushed and looked pointedly at Eliza, causing Angelica’s heart to drop into her stomach.
While everyone else was celebrating, Angelica sat in a corner pouting. John came over and sat next to her. “Will Eliza be happy with Alex?” He whispered sadly.
“I know she’ll be happy as his bride.”
“Oh.” John whispered as he got up to go talk to Alex. Angelica could’ve sworn she saw him crying.
“And I know…. He will never be satisfied. I will never be satisfied.” She whispered as she began to cry quietly.

anonymous asked:

I need to gush to someone about how when Killian and Emma were asleep, Emma's hand was on Killian's chest and Killian's hand was on top of Emma's hand. It's such an intimate shot, and you just know that Killian wanted to be sure that he could feel her there after everything they've been through. And the same for Emma.

i really can’t deal anon. we are so blessed. truly the most iconic otp to ever exist.

chibi-chan-blogs  asked:

*spies an open request bar* hellllooooooo~ so can ask for some tender, classy top? Like just a reader who's glamorous, confident, and sophisticated, and that goes to the bedroom~ Up to you on who, have fun~

Hello there! First off, I can’t begin to express how wonderful your writing is. It’s such a pleasure to read, no matter who or what the subject is about. I look forward to everything you put out! So keep up the amazing work! With my gushing out of the way, could I please request Junkrat, McCree, Hanzo, and Lúcio with a female s/o who enjoys marking up her man, via lipstick and little hickies, and the boys absolutely LOVE it?? Thank you in advance!!


“Do it again.” he demands and tilts his head to give you access to his cheek. The old mark has faded away almost completely and so you cup his jaw and place another kiss on top, leaving a faint mark of lipstick. Jamie immediately runs to check it out and grins at his own reflection in the mirror, giddy with the idea of everyone being able to see that he belongs to you.
“You know.” you say, leaning against the wall. “Most men would be embarrassed to have lipstick marks on their faces.”
He looks at you with wide-eyed wonder and that’s the only reason you brought it up.
“Why?” he asks as if he can’t fathom anyone reacting like that. You shrug, explain it as one of the many cultural differences he’s been faced with since leaving the outback.

Usually he removes the lipstick before going out, takes care not to let international law enforcement in on his love life. It’s costing him, because at his core Jamie is so happy with you he’d much rather shout it to the heavens how much he loves you.

The marks are his way of assuring himself that this is real. And there are other ways of course.

“You’re out of my league.” he whispers when he sits at your feet that evening, rests his head in your lap and traces the subtle pattern of your stockings. You look up from your book, nudge his head a little to make him look up at you.
“You are perfect for me.” you say, gently but firmly, and he smiles happily and nuzzles your hand.

“Your skin is so soft.”

Not like his, he means to say, roughened by a hard life. He never had a manicure in his life, though you think that maybe sometime you should take him, see if he would enjoy having himself taken care of. For now you guide him up to sit in your lap proper and proceed to kiss every rough patch on his skin, from the more visible scars to the tiny pocks and marks he accumulated through the years.

He gets excited quickly, writhes under your touch, bucks up against you in little jackrabbit thrusts until you steady him by placing your hand on his hips and wrapping the other around his cock. His eyes go wide, his mouth open in a little o-shape as if he still can’t combine you with something as dirty as sex.

It takes him time to gather himself before he can reciprocate, careful not to rip your clothes in his excitement and intent on mimicking you as best he can.

It’s slow, languid, both of you mostly dressed and seeking contact more for the intimacy than the sexual gratification.

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  • Last week I tore some ligaments in my knee (by standing up wrong believe it or not… I don’t play sports) and it was my first time in the ER, getting an x-ray/MRI, getting an IV, and being on crutches. I had to pee in a bed pan and everything it was THAT painful. I’m feeling better tho but I still can’t walk without a cast and crutches :( 

👌🏼 check out your blog (must be off anon)

  • girl I love your blog! you post both tw and tvd so ofc you’re one of my favs :) and I see you’re INFJ just like me - NOICE. and not to be creepy but your home state is very close to mine :) and last but not least your creations… A1 HOMIE I LOVE THEM!!

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anonymous asked:

Okay I have 2 important questions, 1), do you think Original!Percival Graves must be a somewhat aloof and stylish dear and 2) you ship Gravender? ?cause that would be absolutely awesome

Those are all EXCELLENT questions and thank you for giving me an excuse to gush about Percival Graves. 

1) I feel like the Original!Graves would be aloof and distant, which is why nobody could really tell he was replaced. His underlings are probably too scared/intimidated by him to really notice if there are some changes in his behavior. I feel like Tina would be the closest and therefore more likely to notice anything hinky going on, and that’s why Grindel!graves sent her away.

As for style, hot damn that guy can dress. Idk if he just have a good sense and therefore everything he puts on (just to look clean & professional) SOMEHOW manages to look like he stepped out of an Armani runway. Or maybe he knows that dressing sharp is the first step of intimidation, so he kinda don his suit and coat (that coat tho unf) like an armor.

Alternatively though I thought it would be hilarious if he’s actually pretty hopeless at dressing himself so MACUSA just hired a stylist so their director doesn’t look like he’s trying to dress himself drunk 😂 

Lol imagine if Graves actually have poor taste in clothes so when Grindewald impersonated him he took one look at Percy’s wardrobe and burned everything. Everyone noticed that their director suddenly dressed all nice and stylish but they just assumed he found a lover.

2) I do ship Gravender (Gramander? Grewt? I usually call it Gramander but idk what’s the ’’’official’’’ ship name) and I SHIP IT LIKE NUTS. LIKE OK they probably never met but the pOTENTIAL tho. I just. I really like ships that are opposites. Give me confident/flirty Graves and shy Newt. Give me stoically competent director Graves and adorably clumsy Newt. Give me ruthless/morally ambiguous Graves and kind & loyal Hufflepuff Newt. Give me straitlaced and ‘rules are rules’ Director Graves and rebellious ‘yes I know it’s technically highly illegal but those poor creatures ;_;’ Newt. 

Newt just feels SO MUCH and he’s really highly nurturing and empathic, and with Graves I feel like they would complete each other. You know what I need? I need Hades & Persephone Gramender AU. There. I said it. 

OH AND ALSO let’s not forget the potential drama with Theseus because I LOVE all the overprotective big brother headcanons. I imagine Newt a gentle sweet soul like he is and his big brother is just. I HAVE TO PROTECT THIS CINNAMON ROLL. 

It seems like it’s canon that Theseus have been corresponding with Graves so imagine when he found out that they’re together because GRAVES I ASKED YOU TO PROTECT MY CINNAMON ROLL AND YOU FUCKING WENT AND ATE IT INSTEAD.

Meanwhile Tina & the gang just start taking bets about who would win the duel.

Also I feel like Credence would look up to Graves like a father figure (I don’t ship Gradence though, sorry) and now he also has a mother figure ;_; GOSH give me Graves adopting Credence and not sure how to take care of his new smol son. Enter Newt who is basically an ultimate mommy. Imagine Newt slowly introducing Credence to the magical world in small steps, starting from the magical beasts in his suitcase. Imagine Newt, being self learned in magic (I imagine he was, because he was expelled from Hogwarts) starting to teach Credence magic, taking him to get his first wand and everything ;_;

Help I’ve fallen for this ship and I can’t get up.

madamredwrites  asked:

If I met you, we could get together with Minx and gush about music, books and Otabek Altin's everything ^-^

I am very much for this idea, it’s just such a damn shame that you live so far away. Minx and I are ‘relatively’ close geographically but you. Well maybe one day. :D

Imagine: Photograph *Part 2*

mrsvincentosceola89 said: Part 2 please??

*Part 1 here*

Originally posted by handsome-hunka-hunka

Summer faded away and the reds and yellows of autumn took over. It had been so many weeks since you last saw Joker and you were at your worst. Never in your entire life had you been so weak, so lonely, so..dead. You barely had the energy to eat because you felt like everything was worthless. It broke your heart more and more everyday that you weren’t able to wake up next to him, to wrap your arms around his muscular body and feel his warmth warming you. You couldn’t look into his blue eyes, not laugh with him or commit crimes that pumped excitement through your bodies.


Back in Gotham things were quiet. Joker gave up trying to find you in the city because he had been disappointed so many times. His henchmen were the ones on business as he locked himself up in the penthouse. Little did they know that Frost and Joker were hacking into security systems and secret information sites, trying their hardest to find you. Inside he had that spark of hope that he’d still find his queen. But now he was hopeless. His eyes seemed darker than ever and he had lost weigh. Both of you were barely the people you used to be.

Joker sat in his office and stared at the photo of you two that he had framed. It was night and he had just finished looking for you, perhaps expecting to see if you had used your bank card or if you had been to a hospital, but there were no records of you. It’s like you, Y/N,the madness had never existed. But he never gave up.

The door to his office opened and Frost looked like he was about to faint. ‘’Boss..I-I think I know where she is!’’ He breathed out and caused Joker’s body to go numb. It felt like a cruel joke. ‘’Where is she?’’ He wanted to know eagerly and had to lean onto his desk because he was so shocked. He didn’t expect Frost to barge into his office with those news. 

‘’Paris, France. Some people had seen her and taken pictures..She barely looks like herself but take a look’’ Frost explained and handed his boss a photograph. It was evening in the photo with lilac clouds. People were minding their own business, but in the focus of the photo he saw someone he had missed so much. You were sitting  down and drinking coffee. Your hair was in a messy bun and you had no makeup. It was obvious to Joker that you were suffering as much as he was.

Just seeing his queen, knowing that she was alive, was enough to make him smile. He wasn’t happy before he could see her live, but this photograph made that spark of hope lit on fire, making him a little more energized to get up and leave the penthouse. ‘’Frost get ready to say au revoir Gotham and bonjour Paris’’ 

/au revoir=goodbye & bonjour=hello/


The night was young in Paris. You were in your apartment that you had gotten by shooting the owner in the head and so you decided that it was yours. It’s not like you could just rent a house or something because police would get your ass and send you to Arkham in Gotham city the second they’d find out your identity. 

Your stomach growled but you refused to get up and get yourself some food. Why should I? You thought nearly whenever you had to take care of yourself.It’s not like you had to be pretty for anyone anymore. Damn Batman. You missed Joker so much it was killing you -literally. Living like this would bring you to your end.

Suddenly you heard someone breaking into the apartment by shooting the damn door. Your heart jumped to your throat and you reached for your gun that was on a white table. Then you ran behind the fancy red couch and hid yourself. You could hear the footsteps of many people and it was hard to count them. Your skills were getting worse, because usually you’d be able to count people by the steps. Your record was 23. Now you were confused and adrenaline started to pump through your veins. Your heart was beating like crazy and within a second you were more awake. You watched as people dressed up in black swat clothes. In the mess of the moment you weren’t able to read what the bulletproof vests said.

The men were trashing the place and you knew they’d find you. Not too much longer a man walked up to you ,but your self defence instinct was still built inside of you. ‘’Stay away from me!’’ You spat angrily and loaded your gun. The man raised his arms and stepped back, looking at his left and more men rushed towards you. Just before you could pull the trigger, one with a little different clothes stepped in front of you, pulling off their mask.

That’s when you saw a pair of icy blue eyes, red lips and tattoos on his face. You dropped your gun and covered your mouth with your hands because you were so shocked. Tears stung your eyes immediately and you felt how your entire body started trembling. Joker was here.

Originally posted by satanbrokenbywhatever

He threw himself on his knees on the floor and pulled you into a tight hug. You wrapped your arms around him and then started crying from joy. You had missed him so much. Joker wasn’t able to speak. He just hugged you tighter and rubbed your back, not giving a shit about the fact his henchmen saw everything. You two couldn’t live without each other and that was extremely obvious. Tears gushed down your face madly and you could barely breathe.

His scent made you feel so home. Just finally seeing him again and being in his arms was like he completed you. ‘’I missed you so much’’He croaked at the verge of tears. He was so glad to finally have his queen there and being to happy he never gave up looking for you. His words just made it worse for  your tears. ‘’I-I missed y-you too’’ You barely managed to say between tears. You were so happy, but then again so guilty. It killed you to know that this was your fault in a way.

You felt like you could stay in his arms forever and he wanted to hold you forever. But you had to get going before the police came. ‘’Let’s go home babe..’’ He cooed and then faced you. He smiled and then wiped away your tears. Oh how his touch felt good even tho he just touched your cheek. ‘’I’m sorry’’ You whispered to him, but he shushed you. ‘’Shh..don’t..please don’t..We can talk later. I just want us to get away and back to Gotham doll..okay?’’ He looked deep into your eyes. His henchmen loaded their guns and you knew you had to get going.

‘’Okay’’ You whispered and so you knew that everything would be okay again. He still wanted you and it lit up your world. He helped you to stand up and then the large group got out of the apartment. Your legs were weak from the shock so it was hard to keep up. ‘’Oh fuck it..’’ Joker mumbled and then picked you up in his arms. You held onto him tightly, but gladly to be his again. So you all got outside and there was a car waiting for you all. Time to go home.

‘’Don’t ever leave again’’ Joker whispered as you got in the black car. You were on his lap and you leaned against his chest tiredly. ‘’I won’t’’ 

Fake us - Dean Winchester x Reader - Part 5 (The End)

Title: Fake us

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader, Jensen Ackles x Reader

Word count: 4,453

Warnings: None

Prompt: Hii can u do one kinda like the french mistake but in reverse where J2 are sent to the spn world (dean and reader have feelings for each other but don’t know yet) and in the “real world” jensen is married to the readers actress and dean is jealous xo

Well I had to give a nice ending, so sorry it took so long!

Part 1 l Part 2 l Part 3 l Part 4

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“(Y/n) and I were friends in the beginning too until we realized what we felt for each other.”

“You seem too sure about it. What makes you think that this is the case here too?” it hurt him to admit it, hell even scared him. His life was no easy and being in love with a woman he could not have because he would ruin her life and she saw him as only a friend made things much worse.

Jensen averted his eyes from the hunter and looked back at his beer with a deep frown. The inner battle was all clear on his face.

“Hm? So? What makes you think all of this?”

“… The fact that I have lived through all of it. We have shooted the last episodes of the season, Dean. I’m not thinking. I know.”

Well, that was something he didn’t expect.

Dean blinked several times, only staring at his look-alike. He forced a chuckle and rolled his eyes “Yeah nice one. Just cut the crap man, I’m not in the mood for jokes.”

“What?” that caught even Jensen by surprise “No, no hey” he shook his head “You have no idea what you-”

“Look-!” Dean snapped, eyes fiery and jaw clenched “-I am not in for games ok?! I let you come by 1) so that (Y/n) wouldn’t worry and 2) so that I would do you and her the favor to hear you first before I thought of shooting.”

Jensen let a sigh, running a hand through his hair “You are just as stubborn as I know you to be.” he grumbled under his breath “Poor child” he mumbled the last words mostly to himself but Dean just had to hear everything.

“Child? What the hell are you talking about?” he asked in a rougher-than-before voice.

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so idk if I ever made an official post about it but like… I’m going to college
I got into my top choice and got a pretty damn good scholarship and like this school was at the top of my list from the beginning and everything worked out perfectly and it was just meant to be I’m so happy and excited
they’ve got an incredible program for what I plan to major in as well as all of the other things and experiences i wanted out of a school, and I think above all else it just matches my personality perfectly. so yeah I’m very very very happy and cannot wait to get started
only downside is our mascot is literally a mule so like… go mules?