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Finally Happy || Will Byers Imagine

Originally posted by dailystrangerthings

Request: Can you please with cherry on top write a imagine of Will Byers hopelessly in love with Reader because she’s basically the only girl who treats him not like a freak. But, he’s too shy to confess to her so he ends up slipping Love notes in her locker until one day she ends up getting annoyed because she knows it’s him and she gives him a kiss??? I tried, I am not sure if the scenario is good, if not you can change it all that maters is a Will Byers Imagine. Lol thank you!

A/n: i finished Season 2 in one day and holy shit its so fucking goodd. Please send in some Stranger Things request. Btw i hope you like this, please let me know!

(And sorry if it suckss, i wrote this at 2.30 and i didn’t proofread it)

You were glad that for once everything was back to normal. Will was back, the demogorgon was gone and for that moment you were happy. When Will was taken by that monster you couldn’t function properly. Your best friend was gone and who knows if he was safe or not. You couldn’t live with yourself if he died. You just couldn’t. 

You shook that thought out of your head and tried paying attention to the teacher but you couldn’t. Kids around you would snicker and point at Will saying mean shit about him. And that pissed you off. You wanted to punch anyone who talks crap about Will.

“God what the hell happened to zombie boy. Gross.” The girl behinds you giggle along with her friends. You rolled your eyes trying so hard not to curse at them. “Just look at him, coming from the dead messed him up.” The girl sneered, “he’s always messed up anyways.” 

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Well, Let’s get to that 20 page thesis on why I do not support Lu/na/Noct

Why exactly Noct/Lu/na is deeply morally flawed (and seriously unhealthy and I don’t think they meant to do that): A deeper analysis

Edit: Now 32 pages long, oops.

SPOILERS: Obviously

  • “Holy crap, Why am I writing this?” A Forward and Introduction (P:1)
  • Was FFXV meant to be a Romantic Game? (P:2)
  • What is Love? (Baby don’t hurt me)  (P:3)
  • Differences of FFXV and FFXIII Versus  (P:4)
  • Romeo and Juliet Except… not? (P:5)
  • Common issues from fans (and whether they are relevant or not) (P:6)
  1. Age vs Maturity (P:6i)
  2. Betrothal (P:6ii)
  3. Distance and the Notebook (P:6iii)
  4. Knowledge of Plot-Relating Points (P:6iv)
  5. Characterization of Luna (P:6v)
  6. Characterization of Noctis (P:6:vi)
  7. Ending Scene (P:6vii)
  • In-depth analysis of each of the common issues (P:7)
  1. Age vs Maturity (P:7i)
  2. Betrothal (P:7ii)
  3. Distance and the Notebook (P:7iii)
  4. Knowledge of Plot-Relating Points (P:7iv)
  5. Characterization of Luna (P:7v)
  6. Characterization of Noctis (P:7:vi)
  7. Ending Scene (P:7vii)
  • Lack of Choice: The Biggest Problem with this ship (P:8)
  • “Holy shit, you just used “abusive” how DARE you” (P:9)
  • “Why did this happen?” A Theory (P:10)
  • “You say this because you hate Luna!!!” (P:11)
  • “You say this because you ship something else!!!” (P:12)
  • “This was written for a Japanese audience you just don’t understand!!!” (P:13)
  • “Luna was a victim, too!” (P:14)
  • This Was Her Choice: Martyrdom and Luna’s Role (P:15)
  • “But it’s canon, suck it up!” (Conclusion) (P:16)

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[Well not anymore since we’re approaching 200 somehow, but you get the drill.
Anyways, thanks for 100 followers! Here’s some Paladin centric HCs for you guys!]

★ Keith convinced Pidge to try on Allura’s crown while she wasn’t paying attention

  • It got stuck on her head and they panicked and tried to cut it off with Keith’s sword

★ The “””Bonding Moment””” is a meme forever engrained in paladin history

★ Pidge voice: According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a lion should be able to fly

  • Lance, sliding across a table towards Keith: So, ya like jazz?

★ Everyone has seen high school musical so whenever they form Voltron, they scream the chant

★ Lance convinced everyone to do facemasks as a bonding exercise

★ Alteans never grow hair anywhere besides their head and face

  • Lance remembered all the time he’s spent shaving and cried

★ It’s an ongoing joke to lean towards Keith at random times to see if he’s turning purple yet

★ Shiro found a space Sephora in another space mall and broke down in tears while Keith just patted his back awkwardly

  • “Listen, I know it’s been a while, but people are staring. Shiro, get up, you’re the black paladin omg”

★ It’s a regular thing for Hunk to just carry another paladin around

Hunk voice: It’s a castle, it’s a ship, it’s a castle ship!

★ Pidge, Coran and Hunk upgraded the Gladiators to be more challenging and unpredictable, but in the end almost ended up killing everyone

  • Allura and Lance ended up taking them out

★ They all changed outfits once out of boredom

★ Shiro found a group chat setting in the lions, and just sent a shit ton of lenny faces

★ Shiro knows for a fact that Keith has been pining over Lance since before all this Voltron Nonsense, and proceeds to be the annoying brother Keith wished he never had

  • Shiro, thirsty for gossip and enjoys making his brother suffer: So what’d say to him once you saw him for the first time since the Garrison
  • Keith, already planning ways he can kill himself: I pretended i didn’t know him
  • Shiro, spitting out his nunvil: yoU DID W H A T

★ Coran’s mustache got cut off once, and everyone was horrified.

  • It??? Grew back in a day though????

★ Pidge climbs onto the nearest person when she gets scared

Lance voice: We are Voltron bum ba dum bum bum bum bum

★ Coran is the one to insist he doesn’t have a favorite, but everyone knows it’s Lance

★ The paladins tried to find out if Shiro wore eyeliner or not

  • They camped out in the rafters, courtesy of Pidge, with motion detectors in Shiro’s room and cameras in every bathroom
  • They didn’t get their answer, and Keith fell out the rafters

★ Hunk: Gee, it sure seems like updog in here

  • Lance: Hunk no
  • Coran: What??
  • Hunk: Y’now updog
  • Allura: What??? Is updog???
  • Hunk is too busy screaming to answer, and Lance is done

★ Kaltnecker is still around and scares the crap out of the paladins

  • Lance, jumping five feet into the air: hOLY COW
  • Hunk, Pidge and Keith: ( ° ʖ °)
  • Lance: NO

★ Everyone has a group chat where the scream about Klance

★ Coran and Shiro scream the most since Keith and Lance respectively go to them more often

★ They quietly whisper right hand man whenever Allura shows up in her battlesuit

★ Alteans can glow and nobody finds out until the castle has a blackout and the paladins are shook

  • Coran: Worry not paladins! We’ve got the situation under control
  • **Allura and Coran begin glowing**
  • Pidge, quietly underneath her breath: yo wtf

★ The paladins find out they can have elemental powers and proceed to freak the fuck out

  • Pidge: I am the Lorax i speak for the trees
  • Hunk: I can be friends with the Balmera!
  • Shiro: I can finally fly away from all my problems

★ They all unlock them in different ways

  • Keithy-boi accidentally lights his pillow on fire because he was thinking about Lance
  • Somebody makes the mistake of pissing off Hunk and a rock goes flying towards them
  • Shiro was finally chilling until Lance started screaming that he was floating
  • Pidge got really frustrated about an invention while they were on another planet and a bunch of trees surrounded her
  • Last but not least, Lance got super homesick at one point and all the sudden all the waters on the planet started rising

Allura, sitting at a table, eyebrows pinched in thought: What the quiznak is a peanut?

Paladins, pouring nunvil into tiny cups: SHOTS SHOTS SHOT SHOTS

★ Hunk has blackmail on everyone, but will only use it if he deems it completely necessary

★ Nobody ever lets Pidge curse and she is Tired™

★ On several occasions have the Green and Yellow lion had to save their paladins from doing something stupid in the name of science

★ Everyone tried to make lightsabers

  • They were in space so why not??
  • They cut off Coran’s mustache again

★ They went to a planet and drank something?? They next thing they knew is that they were in the castle, Hunk suddenly had longer hair, Pidge’s glasses were gone and that Keith and Lance had strangely similar rings

★ Lance made everyone matching letterman jackets

  • Coran and Shiro teared up

★ Pidge and Hunk made Lance a camera and he screamed

★ Existential crises become a normal thing

  • Shiro, suddenly pausing his training: We’re just fucking power rangers
  • Hunk, dropping Pidge who he was carrying: Oh my god—to Allura and Coran we are the aliens
  • Keith, stopping in the middle of an argument: My entire life, i wondered if aliens were real while i was an alien

★ Everyone assumes its Hunk who doesn’t curse, but it’s actually Lance

★ “How many episodes of Steven Universe have we missed oh my god”

Allura, who just found this out about balloons from Shiro: Ah, Pidge! how exactly does one get square balloons?

  • Pidge, finally seizing her chance: You blow square breaths
  • Allura, holding one finger up: (ό‿ὸ)ノ w h a t

★ Hunk remembered they disappeared before he got to see Moana and just laid down on the floor for several hours

  • Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson is basically his dad meaning Hunk missed his dad’s disney movie.

★ They accidentally stole a Yupper that was owned by Prince Lotor

Shortly after forming Voltron: What in formation?

★ Hunk has made a mental note of how many times he’s been right about people not being trustworthy

  • It’s 157

Shiro at one point: jeez we need an adult

  • Shiro, this time horrified: wait i am the adult

★ “It’s not gay if it’s in space.” “Actually the moon is a lesbian, so it is gay. check and mate, Lance.”


★ They programmed the castle to play the wii music, and Shiro nearly went on a rampage

★ Lance actually ended up knitting all the arusians sweaters

★ “We are beauty, we are grace, we are just gays lost in space” “Shiro liKES MEMES?”

★ Aliens are lowkey terrified of humans now

  • “The black paladin got his arm ripped off and managed to escape the galra? Count me out

★ “Wait, Voltron is just five lions stacked on top of each other omg this is wild”

★ The castle is actually haunted somewhat

  • Nobody knows by who, but they know weird shit is always going on

★ “Who you gonna call?” “VOLTRON”

★ They’re so confused on why Allura and Coran have british accents

  • We’re in space???this makes no sense????

★ Hunk tells Coran he’s helping him cook but really he’s making sure everything is safe for human consumption

★ Lance broke his arm once and Allura passed out

★ Lance and Hunk are the only ones with normal sleeping schedules

  • Coran is always awake?? Nobody knows if he actually goes to sleep, they’re afraid for him

★ Coran taught Pidge every way through the vents and she now uses it to her advantage

★ Hunk is always getting marriage proposals from aliens

★ Pidge has almost been adopted on several occasions

★ They start a service that kinda works like fan mail and are surprised by how many kids want to be them

  • “Why do all these kids want to be dead inside???”

★ The tag yourself meme becomes a usual thing

  • “Tag urself, im that king that keith accidently set on fire”
  • “I’m Shiro screaming hysterically”
  • “I’m that guy who just doesn’t give any shits”

★ Allura is forever deemed Space Beyoncé

★ Coran has a special cup to protect his mustache from getting tea in it

Lance, waking up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat: Does liking Keith make me a furry?

★ Voltron malfunctioned somehow and threw them all onto the planet they were saving and no one has recovered

  • Voltron somehow beat it on it’s own???
  • Everyone is salty bc it did a better job than they ever did

★ “It’s okay if you’re a furry and a texan, we still love you.” “i alREADY HAD TO DEAL WITH YOUR BROTHER BUT NOW T H I S”

★ Slav hangs around and drags everyone into the Multiverse theory

★ “gO GO POWER RANGERS” **bad sound effects**

★ They argue over what sound the particle barrier makes

  • “Guys, no. it makes that sound when you hear a window opening, y’know?”
  • “No, Lance, it’s more like the sound you hear when you’re on a swing”
  • “Both of you are wrong, it makes that sound you hear when you drop out of the sky”
  • “WE ARE STILL FIGHTING THE GALRA. But it actually makes a noise kinda like Shwooop.”

★ “How are you supposed to protect your shit from criminals??”

  • “Hire Voltron”
  • “Everyone started hiring Voltron”
  • “Rich important people hired Voltron. Poor people who could not afford to hire Voltron did not hire Voltron”

★ **The Galra start attacking the ship** “Knock knock, it’s the Galra. With huge ships. With guns. Gunships.”

★ Shiro voice: Think about it, everyday we get one day closer to getting nachos

  • Hunk voice: that’s actually really nice
  • Pidge voice: what if i die tomorrow and don’t get nachos?
  • Keith voice: then tomorrow is nacho lucky day
  • Lance voice: nO

★ Lance is always the last to find things out without fail

★ Once something was inside the castle that basically put people into a coma when the went to sleep, so everyone had to stay up for at least 2 weeks straight

  • Keith was so sleep deprived that he told Lance bad space pick-up lines for two hours while they cuddled

★ They have a board that reads “The last time we did something gay”

  • The longest they’ve gone is 4 days

★ Everyone always forgets what number they are

  • Coran: Come on, number 3, I have something to show you!
  • The Paladins:  **Caveman spongebob meme**


★ They have Bonding Sessions where they talk about their families and what they hope they’re doing

★ Everyone thinks it’s Keith or Pidge who talk about punching Iverson, but nope, it’s Hunk

  • He told everyone that Matt, Professor Holt and Shiro were dead and is probably telling his family the same thing
  • He’s not letting that shit slide

★ They visit Balmera regularly so Hunk can see his rock girlfriend

  • BALLmera is life amirite?”

★ Everyone has so many questions over Allura’s hair

  • “Is her hair made out of clouds, or am i dreaming?”
  • “How did she get all of that into a bun? i can barely put my hair into a ponytail wtf”

★ “I’m paladin” “I hate this fucking family”

★ No one can count how many times they’ve seen Keith staring at Lance while he wasn’t looking

Coran, obviously frustrated shortly after Pidge goes missing at some point: HOW DO YOU LOSE A WOMAN?

  • Hunk, quietly, but with a lot of feeling: You forget to cherish her
The Dark Side Awaits

The cast and director of Star Wars: The Last Jedi give us the lowdown on new creatures, new cast members and who might be going to the dark side. 

SciFiNow Magazine #139

[ I transcribed this myself so please credit + link back to me if you’re sharing/quoting anything from this piece ]

Most film franchises like to play their cards close to their chests, but Star Wars is in another league. It’s understandable that the franchise known for pulling off one of the greatest shock twists in movie history wants to keep plotlines on the down low, but by goodness it makes it hard to write about them. 

So here’s what we know about Star Wars: The Last Jedi – Rey goes to Luke Skywalker to seek Jedi training while Finn, Poe Dameron and General Leia’s Resistance continues to fight against the First Order, led by Kylo Ren, General Hux, Captain Phasma and the mysterious Supreme Leader Snoke. So, basically, exactly where The Force Awakens left off. 

There are hints and suggestions at where the story may go. We know that Finn and new character Rose end up at a giant casino, and we know that Benicio del Toro and Laura Dern have joined the cast. But other than that, everything is tightly under wraps. And, as far as del Toro is concerned, that’s exactly how it should be: “The fans want that wrapping paper around that Christmas gift,” he says. “Don’t give it to them without the paper. They don’t want to see it when they walk in the room. They don’t want to know.”

For Kelly Marie Tran, a newcomer to both Star Wars and movies in general, who plays Rose, her casting in The Last Jedi came with mind-boggling levels of secrecy. She wasn’t even allowed to tell her family that she’d got the part, or even that she was filming in London, in case they put two and two together. “I told everyone… I was doing a small indie movie in Canada. I would send pictures of Toronto that I got from Google to my friends saying ‘this is where I am!’. It was a weird time.” 

Security was similarly tight on set. “Everyone is in these tinted-window cars, transported from one part of the set to another,” Tran explains. “And you’re wearing these like black robes. They’re like secrecy robes, so no one can tell who you are. It’s insane the amount of security there is.”

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anonymous asked:

hey i was wondering if u could do a drunk confession thing with v and saeran please!! the first two where amazing 🐆it'd be great thank u i love ur writing

omg thank you so much lovely anon! ^^ I actually am quite mad at myself for not including these two because i love them lmao also holy crap its almost the choi bois birthday i need to do something for them 

a Saeran + V version of these  posts

Drunk RFA V + Saeran


  • This sunshine rarely gets drunk and is usually with Jumin when he is but tonight he is indulging himself in wine, surrounded with pictures of MC let’s say he’s not blind for this one
  • It sounds creepy and he knows it probably is but the growing love he has for her really cannot be contained at this moment
  • It has always been Rika who filled his thoughts but after all that’s happened he finally found peace within himself to move on and find his real sun
  • And that was MC
  • He learned to fall in love the healthy way and he felt really blessed that MC helped him throughout his journey
  • But is this man capable of being tainted by feelings of jealousy??
  • Yes
  • MC was on a date and he was feeling extra bitter that night
  • So when he was reaching for his phone, attempting to call her his eyes immediately widened
  • No he will not let her see him wreck himself like this
  • He still did it anyways
  • “V? What’s wrong are you okay?”
  • “Yes.. I’m fine”
  • “Why did you call? Should I come over? Is something the matter?”
  • “There is no matter but can you please come over?”
  • “I’ll be there”
  • When MC came, she was astounded by the amount of pictures surrounding the house and was more astonished by the man before her who reeked of alcohol
  • “MC my love” 
  • V hugged her tight 
  • He was being so uncharacteristical and she was confused until it registered in her brain what he called her
  • My love??
  • “V why are you drinking?”
  • “I am… displeased with myself”
  • “How come”
  • She held his cheek so tenderly V could feel his heart bursting with love
  • “I am such an unworthy man to have been jealous of your date today. I love you but it seems that I am too late”
  • “Oh V you were never too late. I only met up with him for a polite meal of gratitude, I was never romantically linked with him, it’s you I have my eyes on. I love you”
  • V felt so relieved and so happy he felt tears brimming his eyes as he kissed her so passionately
  • They spent the entire night cuddling and when morning came and their bodies were entangled with each other they felt so happy and content
  • Although V could feel a dull ache in his head, he was glad he remembered everything that went down last night
  • He was inhaling the scent of her hair as he pulled her close to him, never intending to let go


  • Living with MC and Saeyoung was such a chore
  • But the only reason he was so irritated was because they acted so much like a couple
  • He couldn’t stand being in the same room when they were being so touchy and smiley with each other
  • One time it was movie night and they were pressed up against each other like some married couple
  • But it was only because Saeyoung had put the popcorn too far MC had to scoot closer to properly get some
  • It bothered him so much to feel this way so one night, he escaped the eyes of his brother to get wasted in some club
  • He was only there for the drinks though and had no intention of entertaining the girls who were sticking their ass out in front of him
  • When he came home, Saeyoung was ready to fight him about his whereabouts but he shushed him saying that he had no time for it
  • He was walking properly no doubt but he was drunk enough to be bold and confused
  • So instead of going to his room he accidentally stumbled to MC’s
  • Cue his face getting hot at the sight 
  • She was curled up between the sheets and had this cute bedhead
  • He walked towards her despite the mental protest and ended up kneeling beside her bed
  • Stroking her hair he felt yet again another churn in his stomach and a squeeze at his chest
  • “Why do you make me feel like shit and this shit actually feels good? I hate you, I hate you for making me feel this way, I hate you for your stupid face and stupid actions, I hate you for trying to make me feel better I hate you I hate you”
  • MC woke up to this string of I hate you mantras and when she found out Saeran was the one saying them she wrapped her arms around his neck and pullled him
  • He stumbled and toppled towards her 
  • “Let go you idiot I hate you”
  • “No you don’t”
  • “Yes I do”
  • “I know you Saeran and you tell me these things everyday, i know you don’t”
  • He could feel MC nuzzling her face on her neck and his heart started racing 
  • “Lay beside me”
  • Curse his drunken decision making he actually listened
  • He had his back facing her but she wrapped her arms around his waist and Saeran tensed up
  • “So… warm”
  • When he was sure MC was deep in sleep, he carefully faced her and had his hands on the small of her back, trying to pull her closer, wanting to feel more of her
  • “I… love you”
  • Unknown to him, MC was smiling against his chest
  • The next morning, they were met by the screams of Saeyoung
  • “My own brother?? and MC?? in he same BED. I feel so betrayed”
  • “Shut up” 
  • Saeran was having none of his brother’s crying and buried his face in the mess of MC’s hair
  • “You two didn’t even have the decency to close the door, God knows what I might have seen. Stop polluting my innocent eyes”
  • “Fuck off Saeyoung I feel like absolute shit”
  • MC felt really worried because she knows he had a drink last night 
  • “Do you want me to get you some advil?”
  • She was about to get up when Saeran pulled her back down and was fiercely cuddling with her
  • “Stay”
  • She giggled and pressed a soft kiss to his head
  • “I love you too”
  • He groaned knowing she heard him last night but he wasn’t really complaining
Best Friend?

Yuta fucking likes you.

Anon said: Could you write a imagine about a “bad boy” yuta realising he is in love with his sweet and shy best friend as they enter their final years of high school or just in college in general? I hope that’s not too cliche. I’m sorry if it is!!

Anon said: Can I get Yuta fluff? I noticed no one is requested for him >< poor my bb! Yuta and the girl always fight and annoyed each other a lot but they began to love each other and felt empty without one of them. So in the end he confessed to her. Thx you ❤

hOPEFULLY this satisfies both these requests. this is 3k i can’t believe this it’s ridiculous. also. these are legit some of the oldest requests in my inbox like bless they’re finally out of here. i hope you enjoy ^^

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anonymous asked:

1/2 You know what i find sad and disturbing? That even though it's MUCH better than in previous years, i've still seen a few posts saying things like "see, Dean doesn't love Cas as much as Sam. He'd give up soul for Sam, but has never done that for Cas. Sam is clearly more important." And I don't even know where to begin:P Like. Since when is selling your soul a standard of love?? The show did this to show their codependency. Not to say "aw, look how much Dean loves Sam!!"

2/2 And Dean hasn’t done that for Cas because he hasn’t needed it. Plus, Dean and Cas, even with their problems, have always been on a more even keel than Sam and Dean. Dean doesn’t measure his self worth through Cas. He doesn’t see himself as solely responsible for Cas. He doesn’t put Cas before himself in that way. He has a *healthy* view of his relationship with Cas. These are GOOD things. Sam and Dean are finally getting there and i’ll never understand the resistance to that.

Hi there! You bring some heavy questions, so let’s see if I manage to remember all of them and not go running off down one single tangent so far that I forget about all the rest… >.>

Re: the soul-selling as pinnacle of love: bullshit.

Selling his soul for Sam wasn’t a noble self-sacrifice out of love, it was the same selfish act that he’d spent the entirety of s2 hating John for doing for him. Dean felt like he’d had ONE JOB his entire life: protect Sam. And he failed. That’s not healthy. That’s codependency at its absolute worst. It’s disturbing, and it’s supposed to be disturbing.

And really, DEAN KNOWS BETTER NOW. He’s not that wretched and self-hating. Just like Bobby said to him when he found out what Dean had done to bring Sam back:

Bobby: What is it with you Winchesters, huh? You, your dad. You’re both just itching to throw yourselves down the pit.
Dean:That’s my point. Dad brought me back, Bobby. I’m not even supposed to be here. At least this way, something good could come out of it, you know? I–I–It’s like my life could mean something.
Bobby: What? And it didn’t before?! Have you got that low of an opinion of yourself? Are you that screwed in the head?!

Yeah, Dean is really not that screwed in the head anymore.

You said that Dean was on a more “even keel” with Cas, but I’d describe it as a more “equal footing.” Dean has always felt parental toward Sam (part of the whole codependency stuff which he’s FINALLY letting go of by degrees now). They never had a truly equal partnership sort of relationship. But Dean and Cas? They really do. Neither feels parental toward the other, they support each other, they talk back to each other equally when they feel the other is wrong, and they trust each other. That’s HEALTHY and NORMAL and GOOD.

I am THRILLED that Sam and Dean are beginning to get to that point. Dean encouraging Sam to take the lead in the MoL raid in 12.22 was a huge step in the right direction. Sam accepting that Dean would go back to the bunker to try and undo Mary’s mind control was another.

Not that this has miraculously fixed everything between them, but holy cow it’s a damn good start. Honestly if Dean did something as idiotic as trying to sell his soul (or otherwise compromise himself) in order to bargain for Cas’s life, I’d be shocked. There’s a vast difference between grieving and the sort of personal-responsibility-failure-guilt-a-thon Dean descended into in 2.22. His monologue over Sam’s body pretty much says it all:

Dean: You know, when we were little— and you couldn’t been more than 5— you just started asking questions. How come we didn’t have a mom? Why do we always have to move around? Where’d Dad go when he’d take off for days at a time? I remember I begged you, “Quit asking, Sammy. Man, you don’t want to know.” I just wanted you to be a kid… Just for a little while longer. I always tried to protect you… Keep you safe… Dad didn’t even have to tell me. It was just always my responsibility, you know? It’s like I had one job… I had one job… And I screwed it up. (pause) I blew it. And for that, I’m sorry. I guess that’s what I do. I let down the people I love. I let Dad down. And now I guess I’m just supposed to let you down, too. How can I? How am I supposed to live with that? What am I supposed to do? Sammy. God. What am I supposed to do? What am I supposed to do?!

Dean sold his soul not to bring back Sam out of some profound love, but out of a sense of profound personal worthlessness. Holy crap, we do not ever want to see him do that again, for anyone.

|| Homecoming ||

{summary: transferring to a new school at the start of your junior year holds many challenges, but befriending two kind boys by the name of ned leeds and peter parker along with his girlfriend, liz, makes things all the more easier for you.

that is, until peter shows signs of developing feelings toward you.}

guys, did you die after that trailer? because i did, and i felt sooo jealous of liz when she was about to kiss peter despite how sweet they looked together. this story is very self indulgent, i admit, but it was made because i adored the trailer so much [♥] that’s why i didn’t write anything yesterday, because i was sooo hyped for the trailer that i knew that seeing it would give me the inspiration to write something for peter ;w;

tags [permanent + peter parker]: @psychicwitchphilosopher , @pharaohkiller , @moonlight53 , @wavy-ley , @buckysendoftheline , @1022bridgetp , @potterjamesharry

**don’t plagiarize/repost this story. reblogs are fine**

final word count: 6,600+ (holy shit a new record for me for this website!!)

warnings: omg not another love triangle !! who will be endgame? who will it not break even for? find out under the cut!!


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“The tattoo of the snowflake with stars.” soulmateAU

SOULMATE AU SERIES // Title: “The tattoo of the snowflake with stars.”

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x (FEM) Reader

 Requested by: @12-kay-kit-kat  asked: #10 Bucky x reader please :3”

 Prompts: #10 “Soulmates aren’t real” (mine) AND Colorless tattoos that get color when you meet your soulmate AND Soulmates where you can communicate via thoughts. Both of the soulmate prompts are from that amazing blog that I’ve linked you to.


Warnings: THIS IS REALLY LONG. Swearing and swearing and fluff???? But just a little bit.

A/N: I combined my own prompt with two that I found about soulmates, because it’s been a while since I wanted to write about it and those two seemed cool. BUT OMFG I REALLY EJOYED WRITING IT AND GOT CARRIED AWAY AND WELL WELL. I really hope that you guys (and you beautiful person that requested)

Pietro’s Part || Steve’s Part. || MASTERLIST

|| I don’t own Bucky or any of the Avengers, they belong to Marvel. ||

“We all born with a colorless tattoo with a particular design that will only get color if you meet your soulmate, before that you’re available to talk with your soulmate through your thoughts. It’s a bond that will never be broken.”  Y/N read out loud, looking at his friend eyes.

They were at the public library doing some research for an essay. And of course her friend had to choose a topic as silly as Soulmates: real life or just a state of mind?” Seriously it as awful.

“Continue please” he said smiling kindly at her.

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Hundred Percent - Steve X Reader

I really want to do a Q&A so send in as many questions as you want both about me and about my writing!


Summary: You have inhuman strength and haven’t really gotten around to show the team the limits of your power. That is until you meet Steve in an arm wrestle challenge.

Warnings: None.

Words: 1 042

A/N: This is just a stupid drabble in lack of other things to post tbh. There are also a bunch of typos in this I’m sure cause it’s 1 AM and I didn’t read through this :)

Originally posted by iluvaqt

She watched Steve heave his entire body up and raise his chin over the bar. Natasha rolled her eyes, muttering “show off” quietly before continuing to punch the padded shields covering Y/N’s both hands before her.

“You know, you should train with someone, not with yourself. That’s the whole point of these little sessions of ours.” Tony called out from across the training room where the entire team was, apart from Thor, who conveniently had needed to return to Asgard two weeks prior when Tony first introduced his new idea.

It was all Tony’s happening that twice a week the team trained at he same time to try and do some exercises with one another. Y/N approved. It was more fun than being alone and allowed for more and new ways to train. Steve did not approve however. He felt like he couldn’t use his full capacity and then he didn’t see much use in training. Thor was one of the few that could take Cap’s punches along with Bucky, but as Thor was gone and Bucky couldn’t always train with Steve, the super soldier turned to his own corner of the gym.

Y/N kept saying she could take his punches and kicks, but Steve wasn’t so sure. He had seen her toss a car but still wouldn’t believe she was durable enough to merely train with him.

“You copy?” Tony called out again as Steve didn’t answer, taking a break from teaching Peter close combat as far as his personal skills would allow.

Steve abruptly let go of the iron bar and landed on his feet with a thud, turning his head towards Tony and approaching with a few steps, clearly annoyed. “Why don’t you stick to your training and I’ll stick to mine, okay?”

“Take it easy, Steve.” Natasha laughed slightly. “You were all onboard with this until Thor ditched us and Bucky grew tired of your same old, close-up, combat.”

“I’ve volunteered a dozen times.” Y/N spoke up and watched Steve groan hopelessly. She was tired of it. If he didn’t want to train with her because personal reasons, that would be one thing, but he didn’t want to do it because he thought she wasn’t strong enough, and that she would not accept. “You know I can take you, right?”

Steve raised a brow. “What?”

“All of you have barely seen half my strength, and I don’t complain about not being able to let loose during these training sessions.” She removed the padded gloves and threw them on the floor, crossing her arms.

“Wait, we haven’t seen your best?” Peter questioned, intimidated. “When you’ve gone at a hundred percent? Full strength?”

She hadn’t thought much about it. She had shown that she was strong enough for the Avengers on more than one occasion. If that meant she had only shown a fraction of her capability or if she had shown it all didn’t matter to her.

“No.” She smirked at Steve who had always looked down on her abilities compared to his own. “And I know for a fact that I would easily win over Mr. Patriot here.”

“In what? A test of pure strength?” Bucky questioned, walking away from Clint that he had been training with and approaching the center of the room where everyone were gathered.

“That too, but I had something more like arm wrestling in mind.” She looked straight into Steve’s eyes and could see the hint of a smile on his face. He loved a challenge and he couldn’t deny it even if he tried. “You up for it?”

He tilted his head, considering the offer. “What the hell… I’ll never pass on the chance to put you in your place.” He turned around and hauled the chest high plinth to the middle of the gym, placing himself on one side.

“Okay, who’s betting?” Tony exclaimed as Y/N got into position. “A hundred grand and a Ferrari on Y/N.”

“I- I have three bucks and a van, but I really need the van… And the three bucks…” Scott stuttered nervously as he would never be able to match Tony’s bet.

“Ignore him.” Clint sighed to Scott before looking back at Y/N and Steve who placed their elbows on the padded surface at the top and grabbed hold of each other’s hands.

She never broke eye contact with Steve and neither did he with her. They both smirked like they both knew they were going to win, but only one of them were right.

“You ready?” Natasha prepared to count down. As the both participants nodded, she began. “3… 2… 1…. Go!”

A loud thud echoed in the hall and an equally loud crack came from the plinth which had splintered by the wheels as it had been pressed down to the floor. Y/N removed her hand from Steve’s and Steve had to wriggle his loose from the padded material at the top which his hand had sunken through and then dented the wood underneath it.

“Holy crap.” Tony admitted, his face blank and lips parted. “Cap, you didn’t even try.”

“I did.” Steve defended, a puzzled look on his face as he had barely realized what had happened himself. His hand hurt a bit however, which was clear proof that he had lost.

“I told you.” Y/N kept her smile up as she backed away from the ruined plinth that was no longer able to roll on its wheels.

“You’ve just casually kept your strength a secret to us?” Tony questioned, crossing his arms dramatically. “That’s against our rules, you know?”

She pulled her head back. “What rules?”

“The rule about… Keeping secrets…” Tony made up on the spot and she rolled her eyes, turning back to Steve who was clutching his aching hand.

“Are you okay?” She asked, suddenly feeling bad as she realized she might have actually hurt Steve.

He huffed, smiling wide enough to show some teeth. “I’m good. Honestly, I’m just surprised… Sometimes you need someone to remind you of your limits.”

“So I qualify as your training buddy now?” She wondered, looking at Steve from the side with a hopeful look on her face.

He pouted but nodded. “That you do, my friend… That you do.”

anonymous asked:

RFA + minor trio please~ I don't admit this very often, but I'm a pretty casual cusser, so their reactions the first time they hear MC curse? Thank you~!

omg i love that you’re using “the minor trio” it just struck me at like 2 am and i thought it was adorable way to refer to the “desperately needs a route” club

okay okay I love this request here we go this got a bit goofier than i intended but w/e


  • what
  • but
  • princesses don’t swear!!!!
  • (well THIS PRINCESS DOES BUDDY [or prince or royal or whatever term of endearment u prefer])
  • You will wear your crown of profanity and rule over your trash kingdom in peace okay
  • Honestly Zen thinks it’s pretty sexy
  • Like every part of you is cute!!!
  • But when you swear it’s like
  • He’s imagining you as a biker chick or something. SO TOUGH. SO COOL.
  • Sometimes he tickles you and you swear at him and he’s just so delighted
  • he can never take it seriously though
  • unless you’re really mad at him
  • then he takes it really seriously.
  • He swears with you sometimes when you’re watching exciting things on TV. (like sports. and emotional dramas. and high-tension cooking shows.)


  • this precious little chick could never swear when his mom was around
  • never
  • n e v e r
  • it is now this super guilty forbidden pleasure so when he hears you just casually go “Ugh, fuck this shit” he’s like
  • ????
  • ?????!?
  • ?????!?!?!?!????!?!?!?!?!?!!!!!!
  • why aren’t you whispering omg someone could hear you!!!!
  • You just look at him and you’re like
  • What?
  • dude we’re alone in the apartment
  • Okay so you have to teach this boy how to swear
  • he’s a denizen of the internet how has he not learned this shit by now
  • He says ‘crumbs’ instead of ‘crap’ and ‘darn’ instead of ‘damn’
  • Like holy heckeronni Yoosung UR SO CUTE
  • (one time he gets really drunk and says you have a “damn fine ass” and you’re LIKE OH MY GOD YOOSUNG WHERE DID THAT COME FROM)
  • (he’s quoting something he saw on TV lmao)

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Leo Valdez X Reader - So Many Things

Word Count: 1230

Summary: There were so many different things that Leo Valdez did with you that made you all happy and giddy inside. Here are 5 of the weirdly adorable things.

Number 1 - When Leo Would Surprise You With A Random Trinket:

“….And I really have no clue why he would think that I of all people would-” Your sister stopped speaking. “(Y/N), your boyfriend’s coming over. Like, he’s running over here frantically. He really is an idiot, isn’t he?” You rolled your eyes at her, spinning around.

“Yes, but he’s my idiot.” You walked over to meet Leo halfway, and he immediately encased you in a hug. He pulled away and gave you a quick peck on the cheek before holding something out to you.

“For you, my love,” he said with the cheesiest British accent a person could manage. You stifled a laugh and took the object.

“Thanks, Leo, it’s a really nice… uh…” You moved the object around in your hands, trying to find out what it was. Finally, your fingers brushed over a little button-like part, so you pressed it. Up popped a picture of the two of you. How he got such a thing, you had no clue, since you had never once posed for a picture with Leo. But he did, and it was beautiful. “Gods, Leo, this is amazing.”

Leo was smiling a huge smile. “I know. I call it the Valdezacator 2.0.” You closed it back up and gave Leo a big hug.

“You’re an idiot.”

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Hidden Talents (part 1)

Prompt: Reader has a hidden talent
Fandom: Marvel
Note: I got this idea while listening to this random song on the radio so cheers to inspiration. Also, Spider-Man & Ant-Man have officially joined the Marvel Preferences team! If you’d like me to add anyone else, just let me know!

Scarlet Witch/Wanda Maximoff: [speed reading]

Originally posted by jorgey2j

You sat there on the couch, your eyes quickly scanning the page yet absorbing every word. You’ve had your nose shoved into a book for as long as you can remember, and eventually you learned to speed read. It came naturally, you never went looking for a faster way to read books. After a while, you managed to get through the Harry Potter series in less than a day, which is quite extraordinary. Well, not to you of course, you didn’t really pay any mind to it.

You just thought it was a natural thing, and you never understood why your old librarian in college would be surprised. Reading became a part of you quickly during your childhood. It was a reason to escape all of the bad things that were happening around you. You could teleport yourself anywhere at all, simply by reading words on pages. You put the book down, having finished it already in less than an hour.

“Didn’t you just get that book?” Wanda questioned, slightly amused.

“Hm?” You questioned, breaking away from your imagination, “Oh, yeah, it was a really good book.”

“So you understood every word of it?” She questioned again.

“Yeah, why?” You questioned, not knowing what she was getting at.

“Because you read really fast.” She said, eyebrows raised.

“Doesn’t everyone do that?” You questioned, head tilted to the side.

“Nope,” She shook her head, “Just you.”

“Oh,” You slouched, “I guess I just like books.”

“Don’t worry, I think it’s really cute.” She said with a smile.

Quicksilver/Pietro Maximoff: [underwater breath holding]

Originally posted by deanimagines67

You rolled your eyes at the childish being in front of you. Pietro wanted to go to the pool, and he managed to convince you to go. It’s not that you didn’t like the pool or the water, you were just in a sleep mood today. You told him you didn’t feel like walking all the way over there, and he offered to carry you. Since you couldn’t turn down the offer, you agreed. So, here you stood with him, in the pool and being challenged to a breath holding contest.

You had a knack for this, so you were fairly confident, and you turned him down. You didn’t want to make him feel bad, but he kept pushing it so you finally agreed. You’ve enjoyed being in the water since you were little, and sometimes, more often than not, you liked pretending you were a water creature. Which is how you managed to learn how to hold your breath for 3 minutes on a bad day. It’s also why Fury constantly gave you the missions involving water.

“Ready?” Pietro questioned.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” You asked and he smirked.

“Aw, afraid I’ll beat you?” He taunted and you narrowed your eyes.

“Bring it.” You said.

You took quite a few deep breaths back to back, it was one of the tricks you learned. If you override your brain with enough oxygen, and took a normal breath in before going under, it was supposed to help. That it did, it helped expand your lungs, and your daily yoga helped as well. You dipped underwater at the same time he did, and you sat perfectly still. You closed your eyes, bringing up happy memories in your mind.

That was another trick you learned: don’t focus on it. You stayed there for who knows how long, perfectly content. You didn’t hear Pietro come up from the water a while ago, and you were down for so long that he was beginning to think you had drowned. After another moment you opened your eyes, and didn’t see him underwater with you, so you pushed yourself back up to the surface. Looks like you had won, not like you were expecting anything else.

“Told you I’d win.” You said with confidence.

“Oh my God, are you okay?” Pietro asked and you raised a brow.

“Of course I am, I’m fine.” You said, confused.

“I thought you drowned.” He said, exhaling deeply.

“Nope, just have lungs of steel.” You wiggled your brows.

“That’s so cool, and kinda kinky.” He winked and you rolled your eyes.

Iron Man/Tony Stark: [belly dancing]

Originally posted by iwantcupcakes

You stood with your feet at shoulder width, the beat and rhythm of the music flowing through you. You took a moment to feel the music before you slowly moved one of your hips upward. You brought it back down, only to do the same move again. You were flowing perfectly to the beat of the instrumental music. It was a hidden talent of sorts; nobody knew you had it, not even your boyfriend Tony did.

You were an excellent belly dancer, you’ve been practicing for a few years now. At one point you wanted to make it a career, but somehow you ended up pulling away from the dream. You still practiced on a daily basis, you loved doing it. It was a creative outlet for you, and you could tell a story without even using any words. The beat of the music increased dramatically, and you moved your hips forward and backward to match.

“Holy crap.” Tony said and you froze, shooting a glare at him.

“Why are you spying on me?” You asked, slightly irritated but mostly embarrassed.

“Why are you trying to hide from me?” He questioned back and you sighed.

“I dunno.” You mumbled and he smirked.

“You are definitely doing that again, but this time with me in the room.” He said.

“How long were you watching?” You questioned, the smile still on his face.

“Long enough to be ridiculously turned on by your magical hips.” He wiggled his brows and you huffed, crossing your arms.

“Spy.” You pouted, turning away from him.

“Aw,” He walked behind you, “I’m sorry,” He snaked his arms around your waist, resting his head on your shoulder, “I just couldn’t help myself.”

“I guess it’s okay, if you can make it up to me.” You smirked.

“You know, I think I actually have a pretty good idea.” He said and you giggled as he kissed your neck.

Captain America/Steve Rogers [high alcohol tolerance]

Originally posted by everyartistwas-firstanamateur

You raised your eyebrows at the super soldier in front of you. You had made the mistake of bringing more alcohol home than he’s seen you ever do before. You had a rough mission, and all you wanted to do was get drunk and watch Disney movies. Unfortunately for you, Steve didn’t know that your alcohol tolerance was higher than the empire state building. So, like any normal person, he grew very concerned very quickly.

That’s how you ended up defending yourself for the past ten minutes. You knew that he meant well, but you weren’t about to give up the alcohol just to sedate his concern. You had to admit, you had a slightly concerning amount of alcohol to normal person. Honestly, you weren’t even sure if these would even get you drunk, and thanks to your abilities, you couldn’t die from alcohol poisoning. So, really, there wasn’t a point in worrying about you.

“Okay, babe, it’s fine, I promise you.” You reassured.

“Really?” He raised a brow.

“I just have a high alcohol tolerance, I could probably drink you under the table.” You reassured again.

“You know, I actually doubt that.” He said with a smile, which you returned.

“Oooh, is that a challenge?” You questioned excitedly.

“Well, I don’t kno-” He began to decline.

“You are SO ON!” You declared, slamming the alcohol down on the coffee table.

You darted into the kitchen and grabbed a could shot glasses before he could try to deny you again. Doing this might actually be more entertaining for you than just putting on Disney movies. While you were determined to win, you were also excited to see the outcome. You darted back into the living room, and Steve shook his head with a smile. You happily sat on the couch, setting both shot glasses on the table.

“Okay, so, whoever loses has to do laundry and dishes for the rest of the week.” You offered and he nodded.

“You sure you want to do this?” Steve questioned.

“Hell yeah, let’s go.” You assured.

Why Spider-Man is my favorite MCU movie

SPOILERS (I’m on mobile and I don’t know how to do the “after the cut” thing. Sorry.)

- This is exactly what high school sophomores are like, oh my goodness
- Michelle flipping him off for fun at the dance
- Michelle trying to get in some light protesting at one of the embassies before the tournament
- Michelle reading On Human Bondage instead of like interacting with other humans (am I remembering that correctly???) (UPDATE: I did not remember correctly. It appears to be Inhuman Bondage by David Brion Davis.)
- Michelle is MJ
- This is exactly what high school is like
- The giant stupid hall pass
- The bad school announcement video broadcasts with awkward script reading and also Comic Sans
- Okay, the diversity of that school was amazing.
- “We don’t want a student to die at a decathlon meet … again” (as a debate coach myself, I’m thinking the coach probably strangled a kid with his own bare hands after a long tournament, but that’s just my interpretation)
- Every. last. teacher.
- The chemistry teacher has ONE LINE and ITS A BAD CHEMISTRY PUN
- No wait, come back
- Michelle sketching people suffering
- All of Peter’s nerd shirts
- Webbing came from shooters, not out of his skin
- Ned is the man in the chair
- Spider-Man has at least THREE people who know his secret
- HAPPY is so grumpy and proud of himself for working hard
- Happy never responds to Peter but keeps Tony up to date on everything
- Pedro is such a bad dad joke
- Villain is a Hufflepuff
- The villain R&D guy was adorable because he was so excited about his technology
- YouTubing how to tie ties
- Aunt May
- I think he lurbs you
- “You might wonder why you’ve waited so long for something so disappointing” (I laughed so loudly I think my sister wanted to disown me.)
- Peter leaving notes for the cops
- Tony has an invisible jet
- Interrogation mode voice (lay off the Batman, Stark, yikes)
- this was a test, right? Yep, you passed.
- I’ve been carrying this everywhere since 2008
- When the door opened at Liz’s house. DID NOT SEE THAT COMING. Audible gasps from the audience.
- Using a TI-83 to hack his way out of a top secret containment facility
- Spider-Man vs. The Suburbs lol
- Training montage: 37 minutes passed
- Easter Eggs: Cap’s NEW shield??? Thor’s magic belt thing? Coach WILSON knows Captain America? ????
- Basically all of it

The One With The Dragon (Jeff Atkins x reader)

word count: ~3,410

Request: anon- this sounds weird but I love dragons and I love jeff so could you write something about jeff and dragons? love your writing btw :))

Warnings: mild bullying, badass reader, Jeff being perfect in every way, descriptions of art even though I know absolutely nothing about it, Bryce is in it really briefly, I think that’s it.

A/N. This fic has become notorious in my friend group as The Dragon Fic. My girlfriends are very invested in this one, and are really disappointed that Jeff doesn’t turn into a dragon at the end and fly away. I’m sorry to disappoint guys. Despite the lack of Dragon-Jeff, please try to enjoy :)

The landscape covering the canvas was impressive by anyone’s standards; a great, sweeping expanse of land, on which the bodies of fallen soldiers were scattered. Smoke curled from the dying fires, and the sun cast a hazy glow upon the scene. The colours shone with vivid brilliance, the image so clear, so real that the scent of smoke clung to it. Still, it was the centrepiece that dazzled the eye. A dragon, pure silver and shining, it’s long neck arched as it spread it’s mighty wings, roaring into the sky a jet of blue flames. 

The beast was massive, forty feet tall, its scales serrated and rippling. The colour grew softer as the eye moved towards the great snake’s belly. There the scales were rounded and almost soft. It’s wing span was almost double it’s height, and their great shadow almost covered the canvas. It’s teeth, long and black, shone like Onyx, and it’s one eye was gold, molten and burning. In the space where it’s other eye used to rest was a jagged scar leading to a gaping wound, blue light burning from deep within the socket. It was a masterpiece.

Of course no one at Liberty High appreciated it. It hung in the art room, the work of nine months and too many hours, and all (y/n) got as recognition of it’s creation was ridicule.

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No Where But Up

Request: Hi!!! I’m so happy you opened for requests, but there’s so many people I’d request for 😭 Can I ask for prompt 15 with Mr. Jay Park because you just write for him so well and I’m in need of some fun. Thank you!!! 💜

15) That awkward moment when you accidentally end up on an Idols Only dating app. (specify bias) 

Member: Jay Park x Y/N x (ft. Gray & Loco & Simon D)

Type: Fluff

Warning: Harsh language

“Have you seen her before?” Loco asked, tilting a brow as he slid his phone across the table. It skid to a stop in front of Gray where he eyed it lazily. 

“Have not,” he hummed, looking back to his phone again. 

“Well, who is she?” Loco asked, leaning to retrieve his device. 

“Considering I’ve never seen her before,” Gray sighed, setting down his own cell. “I really couldn’t tell you.” 

“It says Y/N,” Loco read quietly. “She’s new to Seoul.” 

“Are you on that stupid idol dating app?” Jay grumbled, shoving another piece of food into his mouth. “Also, I thought we agreed no phones during family dinners.” 

“Not idols,” Loco argued. “Celebrities.”

“I.e. Korean pop idols,” Jay repeated. “And I’m still not seeing you put away your phone.”

“But hyung, look at her,” Loco gasped, shoving his phone into Jay’s face. Taking a deep breath, Jay set down his chopsticks and grabbed the phone from Loco. His eyes studied the small screen, causing him to furrow his brows. 

“But who is she?” 

Jay had never seen someone he had been so interested in by mere photo alone. He knew you couldn’t possibly be a celebrity as he would have remembered an ass…a face like that if he had ever encountered it. Plus, nothing about you said celebrity. Of course you were beautiful, anyone with two eyes could see that, but you were average in the best sort of way. 

Ever since he had come back to Korea, a part of him had craved some sort of normalcy, and you looked like you could provide it. You had the warmth of one of the homegirls from back home. He could get lost in your eyes and that ass…that smile. You looked like you could handle his crazy lifestyle and be the big spoon to his little. 

Gray groaned, interrupting Jay from his thoughts of the future, and slumped on the small bench the two were sharing. He reached up and began to circle his fingers over his temples. 

“I don’t know!” Loco huffed, finally answering his question. 

Gray rolled his eyes as he snatched the phone out of Jay’s hands and set it beside him. “No phones during dinner, remember?” 

“Aish,” Jay grumbled, rolling his eyes. “Gray is right, we shouldn’t be looking at our phones while trying to have a meal together.” 

Gray nodded proudly as he had now harbored Loco’s confiscated phone. He reached up, bringing his chopsticks between his fingers, only to notice the two men beside him had gone silent. He looked up again to see them focusing directly on their food, eating with a new fervor he wasn’t familiar with. 

“If you two keep eating like that, you’ll get a stomach ache,” he muttered, gingerly plucking out a piece of meat from the grill. 

“Really hungry,” Jay croaked between bites.  “Must eat. Can’t talk.”

“If you want to look at the app, just look at the damn app,” Gray said, his face completely void of all emotion. 

“App?” Jay chirped innocently, his eyes wide. “I have no idea of this app you speak of. Loco, do you know of what app he speaks of?” 

“Probably the celebrity dating one we were just talking about,” Loco nodded absently as he shoved a piece of kimchi into his mouth. 

Jay’s innocent expression melted into something closer resembling exasperation as he looked at his friend. “Excuse me for a moment.” 

Jay patted his lips delicately with a cloth napkin and slid off of the bench. He nodded to Gray before shuffling off toward the restroom. 

“He’s downloading it, isn’t he?” Gray sighed, setting his chopsticks down. 

Loco laughed, shaking his head. “It’s downloaded, paid for, and he’s probably on his first date now.” 

Gray and Loco exchanged knowing glances before quickly finishing their own meals. After several moments of waiting for Jay to reemerge, it didn’t take them long to decide on enacting a rescue mission.

The pair tip toed into the restroom, remaining silent as they heard hushed curses fly from over one of the stalls. “What the fuck does this even mean? Wait, do I have to get my celebrity profile verified? Why are there so many people on this damn thing? So do I…wait…did I just swipe right on a dude?…he was fine though, but like, I’m not about that homie. Can I message him and tell him it was an accident…” 

“Uh, hyung?” Loco called, his grin growing wider by the moment. 

An uncomfortable silence filled the small restroom. Jay cleared his throat, wincing as he responded. “Yeah?”

“Everything okay in there?” Gray asked, trying not to snicker. 

“Yeah, yeah,” Jay nodded, looking down to his hovering position above the toilet. He wasn’t actually using the facilities, but was squatting on the seat, attempting to hide his feet from being seen. He wanted privacy as he dived deep into his first ever dating app, even risking his new shoes to possibly catch a glimpse of your face again. “Can’t a man just casually take a shit without his friends sending out a search party?”

“If by shit, you mean download an idol dating app,” Loco teased. “Then no, we can’t leave you alone.” 

Jay hopped down from the toilet and shoved his phone into his back pocket. He quickly unlocked the stall and slammed open the door. He pouted in annoyance as he walked toward the sink and began to vigorously wash his hands. “I don’t know what ya’ll think you’re talking about, but you should know your boy better than that. Jay Park doesn’t need a dating app. I am the definition of game.” 

“Then why is your boy on the newly listed members page?” Loco asked with lifted brows as turned his phone screen around and smiled. 

Jay turned the handles of the sink and shook off his hands. “You know what? Fuck ya’ll,” he grumbled. “Trifling asses thinking your slick. I see how it is.” 

Jay stuck out his bottom lip as he shouldered past his friends and exited the bathroom. 

“How long you think it’ll be before we meet her?” Loco asked with a chuckle. 

“Meet her or hear her screaming Jay’s name from his office?” Gray sighed. He patted Loco on the shoulder, jutting his chin out in the direction Jay had just departed from. “Come on, let’s get the “definition of game” some ice cream to help his bruised feelings.”

“Crap, crap, crap,” you hissed, pacing your room. You brought your hands up and into your hair, giving a light tug of frustration. “No, no, no.” 

You reached down again, tapping frantically at your phone’s screen. 

“How did I even do this? I can’t even believe,” you continued, stomping your feet as you spoke. 

“From the sound of it, I could swear you just accidentally sent me the entirety of your bank account via PayPal,” your roommate muttered, looking up at you over her glasses. 

“No,” you groaned, plopping forward toward the counter and burying your face. 

“But for the record, rent is due next week, so I’m going to need you to send me the entirety of your bank account,” she grinned, hopping up from her spot. “Seriously though, what’s wrong? I love existential crises.” 

“You suck,” you sighed, slowly lifting your head. “But I suck more.”

“Do tell,” she prompted. 

“Are you familiar with Idolize?” you hummed, chewing nervously on your lip. 

“That shitty celebrity dating app that wouldn’t accept me as a member so I could marry my inevitable husband, Kim Heechul?” your roommate asked. “Nope, never heard of it.” 

“Well, I didn’t know anything about it,” you continued slowly. “But somehow on my search to not be lonely-”

“Why are you lonely? You have me,” she interrupted. 

“Somehow on my search to not be lonely,” you continued. “I downloaded like a handful of dating apps and that was one of them and I made a profile and it got accepted and now I LITERALLY JUST GOT A MESSAGE FROM KIM JONGHYUN AND I NEED HELP.” 

“Holy shit,” your roommate gasped, her jaw dropping. “Alright, one, does the app have a reference system that can get me in?” 

You shot her a dirty look, causing her to nod. “Okay, I get it, it’s a sensitive time, I’ll ask later. Two, what the hell did he say?” 

You clicked anxiously into the message, feeling your face grow hot as you read. “Is your phone in your back pocket? Because that booty is calling me.” 

“I don’t care if he’s an idol, if you don’t delete him right now, I’m forever judging,” your roommate grumbled. 

You groaned again just as your phone pinged. 

“Who’s that?” she gasped, moving to stand beside you so she could look over your shoulder. 

“J…J…Jay Park,” you stuttered with wide eyes. “Should I open it?” 

“If you don’t, I will,” she gasped, smacking your arm. 

“Okay…he says…” you hummed, clicking on the message. “Hey girl, so I know you probably don’t belong here, so aside from being sexy, what do you do for a living?” 

“I don’t know if you should be flattered or not?” your roommate whispered, squinting at the screen. 

“Do…do I respond?” you asked, tilting your head. 

“What’s the worst that could happen?” she laughed. “He gets you out your panties? Sounds like the opposite of a problem to me.” 

You wiggled your brows, not completely turned off by the thought. 

“There are two kinds of people on these things, Y/N,” your roommate sighed. “Those looking to hook up and those looking for soulmates. You just have to figure out which one you are…and which one these guys are.” 

You glanced down to your screen, trying not to grin. “Okay, okay,” you whispered. “I’m responding.” 

“And?” she asked. 

“No doubt what your profession is.” 

“Oh,” your roommate grumbled. “Anticlimactic.” 

“You need a build up!” you gasped, your breathing faltering as the app signaled Jay had begun typing. “He responded. ‘Oh yea? What is it then baby girl?’“

“An artist, cause you’re a fine piece of work,” you typed quickly, grinning as you hit send. 

“You are so full of cheese, I don’t even want to be near you right now,” your roommate grumbled, pushing off of the counter and walking away from you. “Give her a dating app and she sends puns to a celebrity.” 

“He opened with a pun!” you gasped. “Jay Park is a punny, punny man.” 

“Puns don’t get you laid!” she chimed, walking back into the living room. 

“Maybe I don’t want to get laid!” you called back. “Maybe I want to get cuddled.” 

“By Jay Park?” she cackled. “Good luck with that!” 

Jay rolled over on the couch, his smile beginning to hurt his cheeks. His face had grown deeper and deeper in shades of red as he continued to text you. 

“I think he’s having a fit,” Loco muttered, eying his hyung from across the lounge. They had made it back to the AOMG offices, and Jay hadn’t spoken a word since arriving. Every now and again he would communicate via squeaks and giggles, but overall he had turned into a blushing mess. 

“I think he’s losing his damn mind,” Gray clucked, eying his friend wearily. “What are we going to do if they start dating?” 

“Maybe it’ll be good for him?” Loco sighed, watching as Jay flopped on the couch after his phone had dinged. 

Gray smirked, shaking his head. “I guess him being happy couldn’t necessarily be a bad thing?” 

“He did say he was tired of hook ups,” Loco hummed. “You have to admit, he’s pretty cute like this.” 

“Puppies are cute,” Gray grumbled. “This is frightening.”

“Why is Jay wallowing on the couch and making preteen girl noises?” Simon asked, appearing from his office. 

“I think he’s smitten,” Gray whispered, shaking his head. 

“Good,” Simon nodded. “Maybe he’ll start writing better songs.” 

“Shut the hell up!” Jay called from the sofa. “Gossipy bitches. I write bops now!”

“Of course you do,” Simon nodded. “You must have heard me wrong!” 

“Damn right I did,” Jay muttered under his breath. “I’m the damn voice of a generation.” 

Simon rolled his eyes and patted his label mates on their shoulders. “No where to go but up boys, no where to go but up.” 

Originally posted by clubeskimo

identity — peter parker

prompt: jaebumps said: i see your request for a prompt and I raise you “who the f*** do you think you are?” With Peter Parker.

warnings: foul language  

notes: thank you for sending me a request, i really appreciate it! although this was kinda sorta really vague and i didn’t have much to go on so i kinda made it my own thing BUT it does still include this kind so i hope that’s good enough for you. also @ everyone; if you have a request or an idea for an imagine, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE send me via my ask box. hope you enjoy.

The floorboards creaked slightly and the constant dialing of numbers filled the unusual emptiness of Peter Parker’s room—all from your own doing. 

You paced back and forth, staring at your phone and placing it against your ear as you sent texts—again, and again, and again, then repeat—and the incessant sound of a dial tone and Peter’s “Hey, it’s Peter…Parker…Sorry I can’t get to the phone right now, leave a message!” voicemail greeting was making your teeth grit with annoyance as you wondered where he was. 

This had got to be the tenth time he bailed on you (but hey! who’s counting?) during something that was incredibly important to and for you, and by now you were sick of it and worried about him. Your fingers could’ve grown sore due to how many times you clacked them against your phone’s digital keyboard and you were wondering, simply wondering, where on Earth a fifteen year old boy could be at nine o'clock in the evening for Pete’s sake! (No, you sighed, no pun intended.)

The vein in your head could’ve popped by now, considering how immensely stressed you were, biting your nails as you glanced out the door to make sure Aunt May couldn’t see you. She thought Peter was home, and you—being the wonderful best friend you were—knew that, with all she’s been through and with all the criminal uproar in the city lately, she’d go crazy if something happened to Peter, and she’d beat herself up if it was on her watch. Why you were saving his ass when you were, frankly, pissed off at him? You didn’t know.

Maybe it was because, no matter what this boy did, you’d have his back. Because you loved him. Even if he was a little shit that made you want to tug out your hair sometimes. 

With his answering machine repeating itself for the umpteenth time, you’d decided you’ve had enough. You went to close the door and your hands were shaking—you were that angry. Maybe you were overreacting, maybe you were just upset that he wasn’t being a good friend lately, but God, have you had enough. You sucked in a sharp, deep breath, crossing one of your arms across your chest as you waited for the irritating and irking beep! and you blew. 

“Peter…Benjamin…Parker, you are dead meat, you little son of a bitc—ugh! I’ve been waiting here for half an hour, pretending to talk to you because May would be livid if she found out you had snuck out. 

Speaking of you not being here—did you forget anything, Peter? Huh? Like, you’re fucking best friend, who you were supposed to finish an  essay with—your part of the essay. The essay that's—I don’t know, due tonight? That’s twenty percent of our grade. I can’t believe you’re doing this again.

 Do you even know how hard it was to convince my mom to go over to a boy’s house at this time? Incredibly hard, just so you know. Listen, Peter, I love you—but who the fuck do you think you are—”

Your voice is cut off by the robotic tone accompanied with his message box. “Sorry, voicemail box is full. Please try again later.”

Your lips are parted, your breathing is slightly shaky because of how angry and petty you want to be (and are), and your chest is moving up and down rapidly, your eyebrows knitted together as you calmed down. You steady your breathing and close your eyes for a moment, trying to recollect yourself. You open them again and end the call, regretting your actions and being glad that the voicemail hadn’t sent. 

You shoved your phone back in your pocket and sighed heavily, like a burden was being lifted from your shoulders but was slowly being replaced with guilt and shame. You couldn’t deny though—that kinda felt good. You let out a breath of relief: and Peter would never have to know. You turned around slowly, thanking the universe, only to be met with a half naked Peter.

“Oh my God,” you let out, both of you widening your eyes in shock and you quickly turned back around again, hoping you were just imagining him and that when you’d turn around again, him and his weirdly chiseled abs (seriously, when did he get those?) would be gone and you could be saved from the embarrassment. You turned around slowly with your eyes closed, opening one eye at a time. “Fuck, you’re still here.”

He hastily reached for a shirt that’s thrown on his bed and pulls it on, kicking aside something red and blue, his face contorted with shock. “Y/N, of course I’m here! This is my room! Why—” 

“Wait, how long have you’ve been standing there?” You ask him, heart pounding in your chest. Man, did you screw things up. “What did you hear?”

He gulps for a second, then frowns. “I’ve been here since you said my full name.” You massage your temples and mutter out an apology, but he stops you. “Wait—what did you see? Did you see me in my…”

He trails off and you immediately glance around the room and he notices, diving for his pile of laundry, both of you ending up in a heap of clothes as you wrestle him for whatever he’s trying to hide. So far he’s winning, but you’re not giving up that easily—especially since it’s a distraction from your horrible voicemail and you’re hoping he’ll forget it. 

“What are you hiding, Peter? Are you a drug dealer? You’re fifteen, you can’t go to jail—woah!” 

You tug harshly and nearly rip whatever you two are fighting over when suddenly you’re thrown back, one of your hands stuck against the bedpost of his bunk bed. You stop breathing for a second. Web. He just shot a web at you. You’re staring, taken aback with what just happened, and your eyes lock with his panicked ones. 

“I’m so sorry, but you have to let be me explain—”

“Holy shit, holy shit, you're—you, you’re Spider-Man. Oh my God. Peter, I think I’m going to cry and throw up. At the same time,” A tear slips out of your eye and you’re laughing, “I’m going nuts, I really am.” 

“Y/N, this is why I’ve been such a bad friend lately,” Peter confesses and he scoots closer to you and you’re in awe. "It’s not an excuse, I know, but I have these abilities and I’ve been using—”

“You’ve been using them to fucking save New York!” You shout and he clamps his hand over your mouth, but you continue mumbling anyway because dude your best friend is Spider-Man.

“Well, I wouldn’t say New York, mainly I’ve just been sticking to Queens, but whatever, that’s not the point. You cannot tell anyone about this okay? Too many people are finding out and that’s not good for a superhero. Like that’s seriously terrible for a superhero,” he says and he takes his hand off of your mouth.

“Of course, I won’t tell, I’m not an idiot, I’ve watched movies before!” You pause and try and pull yourself together. “Peter, I’m so sorry about that voicemail,” you immediately apologize, feeling stupid for feeling so angry at him. Sure, he was a bailing dipshit, but you’re sure that he cared more about saving lives than homework. “I should’ve just talked to you about how I felt.”

“No, you’re right. I’ve been unfair to you. I should’ve trusted you. I wanted to tell you, I really did, but it’s hard, okay? Mr. Stark has faith in me and I didn’t want to mess things up with him, you know,” he runs a hand through his hair, “I want to prove that I’m not just a kid.” 

“Peter, you’re fifteen, even superheroes deserve a break,” you say and you lean against his bed’s railing seeing as you there’s not much else you can do. You look up at him and smile reassuringly. 

“You’re right, but being Spider-Man is pretty fun,” he tells you and takes a seat next to you, giving you a teasing grin as he leans into you. 

“I hate you,” you claim as you shake your head at him. “You’re a piece of work, Peter Parker.”

“I know, but I’m your piece of work,” he slips out casually, glancing at you unsurely. “…Right?”

You shake your head and you’re chuckling because damn, you hate how right he is right now. “I don’t know. Are you sure Ned doesn’t already have that spot filled in?”

Peter shrugs, “Yeah, but I don’t know, I don’t want to kiss Ned—wait, crap. I didn’t mean to say that, well I mean I really don’t want to kiss Ned, he’s not my type when it comes to guys, but I do wanna kiss you. Kinda. Unless you don’t want to then I understand.”

Your heart stops in your chest and you looking at him—no, you’re gawking at him, and you don’t know what to say. “I’m not allowed to—you know that my parents would kill me if I went behind their backs and—they think I’m too young, Peter.”

You try and ignore the discouraged expression on his face, because you want to kiss him. You really, really want to. But he understands and he accepts it because he’s a good person, and this sucks because that only makes you want to kiss him even more. Both of you are silent for a moment and you roll your eyes at yourself and reach for his face. 

“I’m going to get murdered for this.”

At that, you connect your lips with him, your heartbeat thumping in your eardrums and the feeling of Peter’s lips on yours replace any thought that could possibly be thought in your brain right now. It’s slightly longer than you expected, but when you pull apart, you’re out of breath and you—you can’t believe you just did that

God, you were going to get grounded until you were thirty if your parents ever found out about this. 

“Peter,” you say with realization, and you refrain from kissing him again because  you’re honestly not trying to push your luck. 

“Yeah,” he utters, still dazed and in disbelief of the fact that you kissed him and he feels like he’s capable of anything right now, his heart pumping so much blood and adrenaline it’s like he’s on fire. 

“How do I get out of these webs? I’m, uh, I’m still webbed to your bedpost,” you laugh, and you don’t know what’s more is shocking: the fact that you kissed your best friend or that he was Spider-Man. Both were in the running for first place right now.

“Oh, right. Don’t hate me, but they dissolve in two hours.”



“When this dissolves, I’m kicking your ass.”

Down For The  Count: Hoseok

Prompt:  Jungkook/Taehyung/Jimin/Namjoon/Hoseok/Yoongi/Seokjin

Pairing: Hoseok x Reader

Word Count: 1k

Warning: Hoseok uses slang




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Reasons to love Dragon Age Origins cast

You guys seemed to like the DAI one (for whatever reason)…

Which is here: http://lumi-chann.tumblr.com/post/152579171906/reasons-to-love-dragon-age-inquisition-cast

So heres more garbage below, if you feel like wasting your time :”)


– Thinks Blight is like a party

– Until it actually goes wrong

– Thinks of his mentor like a father


– (Actually you cant.)

– Wow game, you are an asshole

– Is really sweet and precious

– And a dork

– Stfu Alistair you know I´m right

– Just wants to be accepted and not made fun of

– Says the sweetest things and makes non single women compare their boys to him probably

– Compares you to a rose

– „Why cant he be real???“

– Bish, he is too good and innocent for this world

– Afraid of responsibility

– Like #relatable I get you man…

– Doesn´t want to be the king unless you tell him to „go for it boo“

– Loves dogs but would probably deny it.


– Much sarcasm

– Some of the smartest dialogue

– Can make you look stupid without putting effort into it.

– Could also kill you

– Changes into animals

– But her true form is still the best

– You probably like her outfit one way or the other

– (Cant believe hers is the only concept art that made it into the game…)

– Likes jewelry

– And deserves all of it.


– Makes fun of Alistair.

– And everyone else

– But you just can´t hate her

– Hates love

– Until you romance her

– Holy shit she´s great at it then.

– But the ending hurts.

– It´s okay, she´ll be back

– Protect her from her mom


Ohhhh boi, here we go

– That accent

– It makes even the straightest people go gay for him

– Smooth as fuck and he knows it.

– Thinks he doesnt deserve to be loved

– Is actually a precious cinnamon roll

– „I feel terrible and I wish to cry. May I rest my head in your bossom“

– Sure why not.


– What do you mean I´m playing as a guy. This guy has love to give for everybody

– Flirts with everyone, it´s great

– Tattoos

– Ugh that accent is still great

– Actually the most loyal romance tbh

– And cares about you

– Like a lot.

– So much so that if you die, he doesnt love anyone again.

– Deserves all the happiness


– Wants to help

– Because she had a dream about the end of the world

– Thinks the god sent her to help you

– Actually believes it


– Likes your hair, even if you´re fukin bald

– Sweetest

– And her voice is sweet too tho

– Asks about your current boyfriend/girlfriend

– Best sis you could ask for.

– Doesn´t wantto kill anyone

– Not even an assassin sent after her

– Or the person who sent them.


– Doesnt want to be like her ex and wants to move on

– Loves you

– So so much



– Doesn´t like you

– Or anyone

– Or anything

– Haha got you. He actually is the sweetest later on.

– Calls you „kadan“ how cute is that dude

– Tol but precious


– Also took cookies from a boy because he didnt want him to get chubby

– Played „I spy“ with himself while waiting to either starve or get eaten

– Sad because he lost his sword


– He named it „Asala“ which means „soul“

– Has cute dialogue with your dog

– Literally so clueless but so smart you cant understand him if you tried

– Makes you sound dumb for asking questions

– „I should have stayed in that cage“

– So done with you.


– Holy fuck a dwarf

– Finally

– Tough little badass

– Dont call him little though

– Could kill you

– So drunk

– Worst dwarf ever, it´s great.

– Actually the best cause his town is full of assholes

– Probably drunk all the time and if he stopped hed be like „how did I get here“

– Loves the surface tho

– „It´s sodding great. No one has any idea who you are or what you´re doing“

– Love him

– „That dog. Sodding thing took my pants“
– Oghren, you´re wearing your pants


– Loves his wife even if she did bad things. And left him. And cheated on him. And went crazy.

– He´s too good. It´s sad

– But is still a smooth mofo with Felsi

– Let him be happy.


– Calls you an „it“

– How does this not insult me

– Has a „nickname“ for everyone

– Is a rock

– jk, is a golem

– Trolls everyone

– And hates squishy things

– And pigeons

– And anything that has feathers and wants to take a crap on her

– Gives no crap herself

– Actually genderless

– Don´t question it

– Too good for you

– Wears crystals into fights


– Also has a boner for Sten

– You know it´s true

– Also makes you look stupid, its great


– Ayyy mama of the group

– Nah, she´s actually pretty cool

– And saves your sorry ass whenever you take her along, admit it

– Was a healer before it was cool.


– She´s too good, even Oghren and Zevran tried to go for it

– Scolds you about your relationship, but then later on totally ships it

–  Asks Alistair if he knows where babies come from

– Like, Wynne why


– Could probably tell you anything about wine


– Is a dog

Happy bark

Disapproving whine

– Could tell Zathrian was a (semi) bad guy before we could

– Just wants to play

– But ok, am i the only one who is afraid to take him along sometimes?



– Actually makes Morrigan break her tsun act for a few moments

– Is a tsun himself kinda

– But loves you above all

– Protect him

What Even is Normal

Request: You can totally not do this but maybe Barry has a dream about dating the reader and when he wakes up he cant act normally around you, but he tries to ignore his new feelings about you for sake of your friendship.

Pairing: Barry x Reader

H/c= Hair color, H/l= Hair length, E/c= Eye color

A/n: Reader is a senior in college.

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