i forgot i never posted this!!! i made it ages ago!!!!

Making Bruce Wayne blush

I felt inspired today, and so here’s for my second post on Tumblr…Some Bruce Wayne loving. Hope you’ll enjoy. 

WARNING : Mention of sex. 

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Tonight, at yet another boring charity gala, you decided that your favorite game was DEFINITELY “Make Bruce Wayne blush”.
It wasn’t an easy game, and sometimes, when he was broodier than usual, it was like playing on “hard mode”…but it was so worth it when you succeeded.

Part one of your plan, was always to make him jealous. He was more receptive to your teasing when jealous. His mind was always somewhat slower when jealous, focused on the fact that it wasn’t him flirting with you, but some asshole he suddenly didn’t like at all. 

You rarely had the occasion to make him jealous though, as he rarely let go of you during one of those charity soirée. He knew you were uncomfortable at those, and he knew you found his arm around your waist comforting. Besides, he loved to show you off to anyone he’d talk to that night. And you absolutely loved that he liked it, it made you feel good about yourself, that billionaire ex-playboy Bruce Wayne was proud to date you. You were rarely alone…but sometimes, a particular guest would take up all his attention, and you’d slip away to the bar to get something to drink, and escape the boring conversation about trade and such. 

Tonight was one of those occasions, and to hell if you weren’t going to take advantage of it. 

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Winterhawk Mini Bang

Here it is folks all the works from the minibang! All the fics have art accompanying them. Take a look through these works and give the authors and artists some love. Please remember to check the archive warnings and be sure to read all the tags before you start reading.

Standby (T) Words: 2,387 by @mollynoble

Tags: AU - Modern Setting, Veteran Bucky, Veteran Clint, brief mention - anxitey

Clint and Bucky meet when they become trapped in an elevator. Clint is an idiot, but Bucky likes him anyways.

[Art] by @torii-storii

birdboy and grumpycat17 (T) Words: 2,020 by @varilia

Tags: Friends to Lovers, Interplanetary Travel, “The Space Between Us” AU

Clint was born on Mars. Only, like, two people on Earth know that, and his best– only– friend, James, is not one of them. When given the opportunity to visit Earth, and therefore James, Clint is eager to tell James the truth: about where he’s from, and the fluttery feelings that he gets whenever talking to James.

[Art] by @sian1359

Americana is for Lovers (M) Words: 8,232 by @ccbytheseashore

Tags: road trips, americana, sexual content, developing relationships, getting together

Please tell me you are still alive, read Steve’s text.
In Virginia, Bucky replied.
The hell are you doing in Virginia?
Would you believe me if I said trying to find a foam sculpture of Stonehenge?
Tony said to make sure his car comes back in once piece. Please don’t shoot each other.

Clint and Bucky set off on an adventure to find an infamous work of Americana history, but find literally everything else (including love, and a Magic Fingers) instead.

[Art] by @bvckyboy

My Depths for You (M) Words: 7,287 by @shellsxo

Tags: Domestic Fluff; Domestic!Bucky; Domestic!Clint; Anniversary

Somewhere down the line, Bucky Barnes had become the sun, and Clint’s life had begun revolving around him. Neither had expected their feelings to become so strong, to grow in strength or in depth. But it had.

Lilac Alstroemeria Aster (T) Words: 7,303 by @jenjo93

Tags: No powers AU. Bucky works at a flower shop; Clint is a human disaster by day, vigilante by night

On the surface, Clint Barton shares nothing with Bucky Grant, the cute florist he helped save from thieves. Bucky has a business, owns more than one outfit, and looks to have a stable life. Worlds away from Clint’s drama-filled past. Bucky being kidnapped reminds Clint why he doesn’t put his heart on the line anymore.

[Art] by PlaidHunters

Edge of our Hope (T) Words: 5,956 by @punxbarton

Tags: Pacific Rim AU, mention of past character death, mention of past loss of limb

Nobody wonders whether Clint and Bucky are drift compatible. They clearly are. Which is the problem, since Clint already has a drift partner, and Bucky can’t ever pilot again. Well, it’s the problem for some people. Not for them. Never for them.

[Art] by @bizrreer

Still Breathing (T) Words: 8,241 by @victorianbreaker

Tags: Canon-typical Violence, vague Mentions of suicidal thoughts, blood

Clint just wanted to get away. He didn’t want to hurt any one. But he keeps seeing blue…I dodged a bullet and I walked across a landmine / Oh, I’m still alive / Am I bleeding am I bleeding from the storm? / Just shine a light into the wreckage, so far away, away…‘Cause I’m still breathing / 'Cause I’m still breathing on my own / My head’s above the rain and roses / Making my way away / My way to you

[Art] by @theassassinhawk

Not Such a Risk (M) Words: 3,311 by @aw-hawkeye-no

Tags: Dom/Sub, Bondage, dom!Clint, sub!Steve, Sub!Bucky

“Buck, I gotta ask – are you here of your own free will, or did Clint kidnap you and force you to watch Dog Cops?” Steve smirked as he glanced from Bucky to Clint.“Hey!” Clint objected just as Bucky said, “Bit of column A, bit of column B.”Clint huffed indignantly. “As I remember it, I was minding my own business when you barged in here and started questioning my eating habits.”

Or, Clint has been acting as Steve’s and Bucky’s dom for weeks now, but the three of them have never done a scene together.

[Art](nsfw)by @xbittenx

Save Me. (T) Words: 4,867 by @hodginsismylife

Tags:  Not Captain America: The Winter Soldier Compliant, Swearing, Canon-Typical Violence.

Clint Barton just wanted an easy recovery after being braiwashed, he didn’t want to be kidnaped by HYDRA, he didn’t ask for any of this.

[Art] by @marvel-4-life

How to Mate Your Cyborg (G) Words: 2,092 by @nightshadezombie

Bucky and Hagrid spend every Tuesday and Thursday morning at the Midnight Roast, studying and sampling Wade’s questionable baked goods. And maybe pining over Wade’s Other Favorite Cyborg. BTW, Wade totally ships it, guys.

[Art] by fitzz106

 The deals you  made (T) Words: 6,321 by @aijja

Tags: Canon-Typical Violence, Implied/Referenced Torture, AU-Canon Divergence, Fae & Mythical Beings

Bucky is ten when he meets a boy who helps him win a prize for Steve. There’s handshake to agree to a contract, due sometime in the future. They never meet again. Or at least, Bucky doesn’t remember it.

AKA. Don’t make deals with people who appear from thin air.

[Art] by @sian1359

Through the Streets of Long Gone Dreams (T) Words: 10,937 by @rivulet027

Tags: Nightmares, PTSD, Recovering Memories

Bucky’s having trouble sleeping until Lucky decides to adopt him. Now Bucky isn’t sure if he’s sleeping better because of a dog or the archer that comes with the dog.

[Art] by @placna

This Is Where We Start Again (G) Words: 3,377 by @jeminamoonnight

Tags: Kidfic, Accidental baby acquisition, body dysphoria, deaf!Clint

When Clint brings home a baby and wants to keep her, Bucky must confront his  lingering body issues and whether or not he’s ready for the challenges of parenthood. 

[Art] by @fee-does-band-art

Empyrean (T) Words: 2,694 by @icantseemtomiss

Tags: Minor violence, mentions of past abuse. Alternate Universe- Greek,Mythology.

There’s plenty of things you get taught how to handle; like your pet hamster dying, or your girlfriend breaking up with you. But no-one ever teaches you how to handle the Greek god, Apollo, attaching himself to your soul.

[Art] by @pathulu

I Slept With An Assassin and Now I Have Feelings (T) Words: 3,911 by @useless-empty-brain

Tags: Canon-Typical Violence, mentions of brainwashing, getting together.

Years ago Clint and the Winter Soldier are given the same target and meet. Instead of eliminating the competition, the Soldier is intrigued by the disaster who beat him to the target. Through years of mind wipes disjointed images of blond and arrows keep coming back. When he breaks the mind control permanently, he wants to find Steve and the guy who kept sneaking around Hydra’s mind wipes.

[Art] by @mariana-oconnor

Like That Counting Crows Song (T) Words: 4,643 by @madetobeworthy

Tags: No Warnings, fluff, mutual healing, slow burn but it forgot to be slow

Clint’s life is a series of unfortunate events that somehow peaked at his apartment getting blown up. Bucky doesn’t really want to get caught up in his mess, but it’s hard to avoid the homeless guy sleeping on your couch when all you want to do is watch Netflix.

[Art] by @girlouttaplace

Springfield (T) Words: 1,779 by @precise-desolation

Tags: Slow build, Service dogs, PTSD

There was a man who walked  his dog every morning in the park where Clint went for his run.  Of course, Clint knew that was perfectly normal.  It was the dog’s service animal vest that caught his attention.  He had the guy figured for ex-military, he just hadn’t figured him for the Winter Soldier, the ghost sniper.  Or, well, former Winter Soldier.  It was a spur of the moment decision to buy the guy a coffee from the stand they both frequented.  He had wanted to ask about the dog.  He didn’t expect that it would become anything more.

[Art] by @mollynoble

Words Left Unsaid (M) Words: 2,067 by @i-will-always-kneel-for-smut

Tags: Swearing, Not Captain America: Civil War (Movie) Compliant, Not Avengers: Age of Ultron (Movie) Compliant

Clint agreed to an afternoon sparring session with Natasha. Little did he know that by the end of the day he’d be responsible for a former Hydra agent…and one of Steve Rogers oldest friends.

[Art] by @meesedraw

The Barton-Barnes shelter of abandoned animals (G) Words: 1,960 by @asamandra

Tags: barton farm, clint and his strays

For once it’s not Clint who brings in another stray… and Clint is not amused when he finds out what kind of stray it is.

[Art] by @aw-hawkeye-no

As Lucky Would Have It. (T) Words: 6,698 by @dapperanachronism

Tags: Fluff, Angst, Get-Together, Anxiety, Lucky is the best dog,

He tells himself a lot of things. Things like he’s not a burden, things like he’s getting better, things like he’s awake in the middle of the night by choice, just because he enjoys prowling around the tower at night when it’s quiet. It’s the truth, if not the whole truth. What is also the truth is how much he enjoys finding Clint curled up on the living room floor next to a scruffy dog that Bucky knows doesn’t live in the tower with them.

[Art] by @placna

Just a Fool (Whose Luck Has Turned) (E) Words: 4,965 by @words-aremy-weapons

Tags:  Second-hand embarrassment

Clint makes a fool of himself over the comms during a mission, going into vivid detail of everything he feels for Barnes. Embarrassment makes him hide away, until Barnes forces him to come clean about everything.

[Art] by  PlaidHunters

Strike at the Heart of (T) Words: 20,528 by @captn-sara-holmes

Tags: Canon Divergence - Post-Avengers (2012), Clint Barton Feels, Everyone Has Issues, unhealthy platonic relationships, Trust Issues, Emotional Manipulation, Angst and Humor, BAMF Clint Barton, Mind Games. Mind Control, Yasha, STRIKE!Clint, Clint is actually fine, psychological evaluations are not for everyone

The Avengers think he’s traumatized, Fury thinks he needs a break, Natasha wants him to recover. Well, screw those guys. Clint is going to go and make some new friends that appreciate how badass and competent and not-messed-up-after-Loki he is. It goes great, until it doesn’t.

[Art] by @cratercreator

The Broken and The Brave (T) Words: 5,892 by @somnambulist-x

Clint Barton is acquitted after killing the Hulk.No, after killing Bruce Banner.After killing his friend.And Bucky could understand Barton’s next move and as the archer left the city and drove west in his disastrous Dodge Challenger, Bucky grabbed his backpack, hopped on his bike and followed him.He wasn’t going to stop Barton, he wasn’t going to catch him and bring him back…He was simply going with.

[Art] by @mollynoble

5 Times an archer walked into a bar (And one time the bar came to him) (T) Words: 1,553 by @adamsgirl42

Twist on the film "He’s just not that into you”

[Art] by @bizrreer

Dog Cops, Pickpockets, and Love, Oh my! (E) Words:3,634 by PlaidHunter

Tags: sex, blow jobs, rimming, cute dog cops, star wars

“I stole your wallet because I was desperate for money a few years ago and I’ve finally gotten my life under control but the guilt hasn’t left me because you looked like a really sweet person so I went to the address on your driver’s license to return it and apologize but when you answered the door you took one look at me and shouted, “YOU!” and punched me in the face!“

[Art] by @fadesealcat

Five dates Bucky didn’t realize he went on, and the one he planned himself (T) Words: 11,750 by @redsector-a

Tags: Oblivious Bucky, Slow Build Romance, Bucky Feels, Clint is a good boyfriend (even when Bucky doesn’t know he’s his boyfriend), Steve Rogers is a Good Bro, Fluff

To say that Bucky was surprised when Clint kissed him was an understatement. But it was nothing compared to the shock he felt when he learned they’d been dating for months without him realizing it. Clint gets whisked away for a mission before they have time to talk and Bucky is left to figure things out on his own - hindsight being 20/20 he can’t help but wonder how he missed things the first go around.

Our Kind Of Love (Part 7/12)

By: ProMarvelFanGirl

Pairing: Steve x Plus Size!Reader

Summary:  You and Steve have a special kind of love.   One that many may not understand.  After all what would a super soldier who looked like that, want with a girl who looked like you?

A/n: Saw This post and was inspired!  If you would like to be tagged please let me know!  


a “baby did you eat today?” kind of love.

You had been sitting in the day room wedged between Charlie and Bucky, watching the baseball game.  Steve was currently signing autographs for a boy scout group that had come to help out at the hospital.  Sam who was suppose to be watching the game, was at the reception desk speaking with Clara, the new receptionist.

The sound of Bucky, Steve, and Sam’s phones going off at the same moment drew your attention.  If all three were going off, it was going to be something work related.  You tried not to show your disappoint and slight fear.  You were always nervous when the boys left.  Steve meant the world to you and every time he left a piece of your heart broke and followed him out the door.  

After some shared glances Sam and Steve made their way to where you and Bucky were on the couch.  You refused to look at Steve’s face knowing if you did, he would see right through you.  A light squeeze on your leg had you looking at Bucky, by the look on his face you could tell he knew what you were thinking.

“Y/n…..Darlin’ we have to-”

“Go. I know. It’s okay, be careful, all of you.”  Steve gave you a grateful smile and pulled you from the couch wrapping his arms around you.  

“Gonna miss ya every minute.” You smile at him, Bucky was right you were turning him into a softy.

Before you could open your mouth a silky female voice filled the room.  “There you boys are we have to go.  I have your bags packed and ready.”

You glance behind Steve to find two gorgeous women, both with perfect bodies.  Steve turned leaving one arm wrapped around you.  “Nat, Wanda come meet Y/n.”

Looking at the two women you suddenly felt completely under dressed and plain.  These were the girls your boyfriend spent time with?!  What the hell is he doing with you if he could have them?!  Is this why you hadn’t been introduced to them till this moment?

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mochiiswan  asked:

request: what if gaston and the reader are in love (but not a couple) but had to move to paris because of something? and they're like 14 and 15 so they're young and in love. so they make a promise to come back to each other in a few years. gaston goes to war and the reader goes to paris with her family - then seven years later she comes back to see if gaston is back and yep, he is!! fluff!! like, he was in love with belle (while the reader was gone) but completely forgot when you came back.

omg this is so cliche but i loVE IT ANYWAY OKAY LET’S GET THIS THING GOING

word count: 2847


“Promise me you’ll come back in one piece?” 

Gaston chuckled. “That I’m afraid, I cannot do.” Kissing your knuckles, the teen smiled sadly. “However, I shall try my best to do so, should you promise me one thing in return.” 

“And that is?” You inquire of your admirer, raising a brow. 

“Wait for me,” Gaston responded, keeping your hands in his as he looked into your eyes. “If you could do just this one thing, wait for me, I should be a happy man going to war.” 

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x-men one shot [nsfw, male reader]

i present to you my first ever one shot imagine, based on this request sent to not me that is literally the reason why i made this blog, i started writing it back in january and it was fun so i made an imagines blog an d now im fucking posting it

dedicated to @transpetermaximoff who encouraged me to post this & also probably bribed me with memes to do it

Originally posted by lokiyoulittle

pairing: peter maximoff x male reader
warnings: nsfw, not like full smut but like…. close enough. also mentions of dicks and wanting to suck said dicks
notes: yes im aware trans guys (i.e. me) exist i just am one that likes pretending i have a dick so if you want this but without the references to dicks request it
word count: fuck if i know 1,406

You were sitting cross legged on the couch in the mansion’s living room area, your best friend Peter’s feet in your lap with your textbook resting against his shoes. You both had a calculus test tomorrow, so you were studying together – but the silver haired mutant was definitely not studying. Your ability was telepathy, which meant you heard everyone’s thoughts – even if you didn’t necessarily want to. For example, as you tried to focus on the words and numbers in front of you, all your brain could pick up on were the busy thoughts of those around you. Students passing, with thoughts of their romantic partners/crushes, school (much to your surprise, passing thoughts had revealed there actually was someone more anxious for the calculus test than you), teachers with… Well, you could never really hear Professer Xavier’s thoughts. Maybe he blocked them from you for a reason? Whatever the reason, you definitely did not want to know what it was, especially if it was about a certain metal-manipulating mutant you’d heard he might have had a relationship with at some point. (On second thought, for the sake of your friendship with Peter, you were glad you couldn’t see into Professor Xavier’s mind.)

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ayo beez and beauties, your local nerd beezy aka belle is back again!!! its been a while since i did something like this and since my blog’s first anniversary was last month and i reached my goal i thought it would be a great moment to do this. since starting this blog there were dramas and downs but also a lot of ups and i met so many great people. even if we don’t talk much or haven’t talked in ages i want to tell you i still love and care. i want to thank all of my mutuals for sticking with me, y’all are awesome even if we’ve never talked before bc im too shy or awkward.

(sorry in advance if this fucks up you notifications)

so yes, here’s my mutual appreciation post! let the post begin:

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Jake Virtanen #5

Requested by Anon:  Love your stories!! Can you please do a Jake V one where you visit your friend in Abby who happens to work at the same rink as Jakes brother. And you kick it off with Jake on the ice. Thanks b!

*Hiii!! Thank you so so much! This isn’t exactly like your request but I hope you like this just the same. Enjoy!:)*

Word count: 946

Originally posted by jakieboo

The gold streaks on his hair shone like a halo on top of his holy head. Except this is Jake Virtanen and you know he’s not as holy as he seems. Except maybe he’s changed seeing that you haven’t seen him post-NHL draft.

You’ve always spent a couple of days during the summer with family in Abbotsford up until a few years ago, when college took over your life and you forgot that you had people in Abby that you care about. Jake, once upon a time was one of those people but that’s a time forgotten. Now, he’s just this NHL player who you used to watch twirling on ice with his brother when they’re both in town during the off-season.

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Imagine Nick not acting like himself because he thinks you like Sonny

(A/N: For Anon. I hope you enjoy this, sorry for the long wait and thank you so much for the sweet message you sent. It really made me smile and sorry I didn’t reply but I needed to keep your message so I knew what you wanted. Also, I’m pretty sure this will be the last imagine I will post until my exams are over because I’m so tried that I just don’t have time. I’m really sorry. I hope you understand and I’ll try but I wouldn’t want to ruin anyones request or mess u my own because I’m so tried and busy!) 

Imagine Nick not acting like himself because he thinks you like Sonny

“Sonny,” You hissed quietly, grabbing him by the arm and pulling him aside as he unsuspectingly walked passed you.

“Y/N,” He spluttered, as he steadied himself and as you shut the door of the soft interrogation room, “What are you doing?”

“He hasn’t said anything,” You stated with a sigh, resting your back on the door.

“What? Who?” Sonny asked, confused.

“Nick,” You sighed, dramatically, “He’s still acting strangely.”

“Still?” He asked, surprised.

“It’s been over a week,” You reminded, walking over to him and peering out between the blinds to look at Nick who was sitting working at his desk.

“I just can’t think of what might be up with him,” Sonny commented, looking with you.

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I’m Not Ill pt.2 (k.th asylum!au)

//Trigger Warning and Disclaimer: mentions of mental illnesses, physical abuse, and light mentions of death. Any medical brands used are of pure fiction //

Summary: Taehyung shows you a room Jackson forgot to mention.

Words: 3 500+

You came back the next day. You didn’t get much sleep since you spent the night wondering about Taehyung. You even kept Namjoon up with you, talking to him on the phone. He knew Taehyung, but refused to talk about him. 

“Listen, Y/N. He’s really… intense. Hard to read. Whatever you call it. I’m pretty sure he’s nice. I mean, I haven’t met him yet, but from what you’ve told me, he seems like a decent guy. He just needs to recover. Uhm, get well and all that.” Namjoon told you. He hadn’t had any sleep for the past few days, and you weren’t helping. 

“But Joonie” you whined. “What did he do? Why are you all keeping secrets from me?”

“Aish, you’re so stubborn. I swear, you’ll be allowed to see the patient files after a few days. You just need to get used to your job first. Tend the patients. And remember that their history doesn’t define who they are right now. They’re getting better, okay? They’re healing.” Namjoon said, yawning at the end. 

You bit your lip, thinking about what he said. You thought about Hoseok and Yoongi, how they seemed to have nothing wrong with them. You thought about Jungkook, how he kept pacing around, as if someone’s going to pounce on him anytime. And lastly, Taehyung. His bubbly personality. His boxy smile. How he acted roughly against the guards, and vice versa. 

You could hear Namjoon continuously yawning at the other end, and decided to let him have his sleep. “Okay, Joonie. I trust you on this one.” you say before hanging up.

“Y/N!” Jackson called after you somewhere in the lounge. The first task they gave you was to man the front desk, and you have been doing that for about an hour and a half now. Luckily, it wasn’t a busy day, and no one visited yet. Which was sad, since you were sure the patients there had at least one relative who cared.

Thrilled to finally do something different for once, you rushed over to Jackson, leaving the counter to a co-worker whose name you’ve known to be Lisa. You were starting to warm up to the staff. Well, mostly to those within your age group, but that’s still a start. 

You walk over to Jackson, seeing Taehyung next to him. They were on the couch, and you noted the absence of Yoongi. Hoseok sat on the same table he was in when you met, Jungkook beside him. Even the mysterious girl wasn’t in her corner.

“Hey, Taehyung wants to hang out with you today.” Taehyung gave you a shy smile. Compared to yesterday, he looked more calm now. You smiled back at him. “Well, I want to hang out with Taehyung too.” you say as Jackson gets up. You took his place and sat beside Taehyung. 

“I’m really sorry about yesterday. Did I freak you out? I’m sorry if I freaked you out.” he rambled, eyes widening, worry evident in his features. He started nibbling on his lip. You were surprised by his sudden shift in attitude. 

You patted his shoulder and gave him a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry, Taehyung. You didn’t freak me out.” The familiar grin crept back on his face in an instant. He threw your arms around you, crushing you with a hug. 

“Ah, I knew you’d understand. And call me Tae instead. Or TaeTae. Or whatever you want to call me. We’re friends now right? Wah, I’m so happy.” He squeezed you, and your eyes almost popped out. You chuckled lightly with him, patting his back. “Okay, Tae. Just uh, loosen up the hug a bit please.”

He obliged, looking up at you, his smile never leaving his face. “What do you want to do?” he cocked his head to the side. You haven’t really thought about that. You didn’t want to play Word Search, and you weren’t too sure if they had board games, much less if that’s allowed. You didn’t want to disturb Hoseok who was trying to get Jungkook to stop chewing his sleeve. 

“Oh, I know! We can go to the garden.” Taehyung got up, dragging you with him. “We have a garden?” you asked. Jackson didn’t mention anything about having a garden. Taehyung nodded vigorously. He dragged you up the second floor, and led you to a room with a ‘Come Inside for Fun’ sign. The sign itself didn’t look official, just half a folder with the words scribbled on using marker and crayon.

Jackson had a lot of explaining to do. Maybe you just missed the room, but he did say that the first five were vacant. But you trusted Taehyung enough to not harm you. Namjoon’s words rang in your ears. 

“Their history doesn’t define who they are right now.”

“Yeah, we have a garden. I made it myself! Well, Bwi helped me, even though V was opposed to it but…” he trailed on, whispering the last part. Before you could ask any questions, he spoke up again. “Do you like it?” 

You looked around the room, your jaw dropping in awe. All signs of it being part of a mental hospital vanished, except for a sign at the side that said: ‘Play nice’. But aside from that, everything else looked more colorful. About half the room was full of drawings. 

The walls were stuck with bond paper showing different plants, mostly flowers. Some small post-its hung from the ceiling with glue. Some had short messages on them, others having more drawings. Different colored beanbags were on the floor, and there were two light pink tables on either side of the room. Each one had a cup of crayons and markers. Next to one, was a filing cabinet covered in stickers. 

“Taehyung… you did all this?” you asked, still in awe. “Most of them. Bwi helped me, and so did Jungkook, and Hobi, and I even got Yoongi-hyung to write on some of the post-its.” he beamed. You smiled widely at him. “Tae, it’s beautiful.” You smiled, truly meaning it. It was a pleasant change after seeing boring white walls all day. 

He jumped on one of the beanbags. “Wanna add more plants? I can help you make one. I’d be honored if you added to our garden.” he looked like such an energetic puppy, always looking at you as if you descended from heaven itself. “Sure.” you just felt like smiling all day. 

Suddenly, Taehyung jumped up again. “I almost forgot. Wait here.” he said, running out the door. Gingerly, you stood up again. You went to one of the walls to take a closer look at the drawings. 

They were messy, but the different colors used made it look vibrant. You could compare it to a child’s work, but that just made it more adorable.You noticed some names signed on the corner of each one. Most were Taehyung’s. The more organized drawings had Jungkook’s name on it. You saw some of Hoseok’s too, his style similar to Taehyung’s. This place just kept on surprising you. Still, you noticed an unfamiliar name, the recurring ‘Bwi’. You wanted to ask Taehyung about that, but decided to keep your questions for another time. Again, following Namjoon’s advice.

“I’m back!” Taehyung burst in, tackling you with another hug. “I brought this. It’s where I get my plants.” he gently nudged a book at you. ‘Botany: Exploring the Wonders of Nature’. If it weren’t for Taehyung, you would’ve rolled your eyes. This book brought back bad flashbacks of your science class in high school, But despite that, you took it and scanned over the pages. 

The book was rather personalized. Some of the pages had been written over with blue crayon, and most, if not, all, of the illustrations were colored in. It made you like it a hundred times more. “We found that a few months ago. I was super bored, and I had nothing to do, so I decided to make my own garden. Jackson helped us put this up.” he gestured to the whole room. So Jackson did forget to mention this.

“Anyway, just flip through the book, and tell me if you like something. Or go invent your own. You can do anything you want. I’m so glad you’re here with me Y/N!” he grabbed your hand and swayed it around, while your other hand balanced the book. “Tae, can you help me choose? They’re all really beautiful, and since you’re more experienced, I need your guidance.”

He nodded, plopping down on the floor and pulling you with him. You landed on his side, giggling. You held him upright and opened the book in front of you. Taehyung started flipping through the pages, skipping over most of the herbs and leaves. “Oh, how about this?” he pointed to a small drawing, colored over with red and black. 

“Poppy flowers?”

“Yeah! They’re really cute, we like them so much. Do you know that painting by… aish, what was his name? Van- something.”

“Van Gogh?” 

His eyes lit up at the name. “Yes! I love that! Bwi does too.” He ran his thumb over the paper and looked at you. “Well, let’s get to it then.” You couldn’t think of any reason why he was in the eighteenth room. He just seemed like a harmless child.

You decided to color on the floor. The cup of crayons was in the middle, and you were each working on your own paper. You kept passing awkward side-glances back and forth, and Taehyung just looked so cute while he colored. He even frequently peeked at your drawing, checking if you needed help.

His tongue stuck out a bit on the side. One of his legs was stretched away from you, and his head was tilted. Then, he jerked his head towards your direction. His action surprised you, and you quickly looked back at your paper. “Y/N-ah, we’re so happy! Thanks so much. Also, uh, why don’t you add more stems? And let’s add a bit of yellow!”

He moved closer to you, your shoulders touching. You colored in silence, with Taehyung occasionally saying ‘Jjang!’ and ‘Wah!’. You laughed at his silliness, and as he was scribbling in a yellow poppy, you couldn’t help but ask. 

“Tae, who’s Bwi?”

You haven’t seen all the people in the ward, and you were sure Jackson wouldn’t forget to mention a patient. So you though maybe Bwi was a nickname he gave to a nurse or to a friend. “He’s my friend. Along with V, but V doesn’t like it when I talk to other people.” he ended with a frown. 

“What? Why not?” He just confused you more. You were right about the friend part, but you haven’t seen Taehyung hanging out with anyone else aside from Jungkook or Yoongi. He just shrugged. 

“It’s done!” he said, cutting off your thoughts. He looked over at your drawing. “You’re also done?” You nodded, a smile tugging at your lips. He stood up, both drawings in his hand. 

“Ah, our magnum opus, or something like that. Whatever that spider said in that one book.” he got some tape and put it on the paper. He handed your drawing to you and held his own. “Something tells me you like reading books, huh?” you grinned at him. You slowly walked by the walls, finding a spot to put your ‘plant’ on. He pointed to the center of the wall.

“Over here?” you asked. You moved over to the spot and stuck your drawing there. He then proceeded to put his beside yours. “It’s really pretty! Oh, and to answer your question, no, I don’t read. But Jungkook does. He reads to me sometimes when we’re bored.” he stood in front of you rubbing his hands together. You took his hands into yours. 

“Hey, thanks for bringing me here. I really appreciate it.” he nodded again, the boxy smile on his face. “We can always go here. You’re always welcome. And we can even drag Jungkook in here too. He’s really shy though, and it might take a while before he warms up to you, but still. You have me though!”

“Taehyung?” Yoongi stood at the doorway, squinting his eyes. He gave you a blank look and turned to Taehyung. “Hey, I need to borrow you from-”

“Y/N! This is Y/N.” he wrapped an arm around your shoulder. “She’s my new friend, and she’s really nice-”

“Yes, you’ve been talking about her since last night. She looks really nice.” Yoongi rolled his eyes and grabbed Taehyung’s wrist gently. “It’s uh, meds time.” 

Taehyung made a face, and it showed nothing but pure disgust. “But I don’t want to. They can’t make me!” he pouted, crossing his arms. He looked at the floor, avoiding the older boy’s gaze. “Tae, you need to.” he said firmly. Yoongi looked at you, silently pleading for help.

“Hey, I’ll be there. I’ll accompany you.” you said in your most soothing voice. He loosened his arms a bit, but the pout was still on his face. You took his arm and slowly led him out the room. Yoongi followed behind you, his hand on Taehyung’s back. “You wouldn’t want to embarrass yourself in front of Y/N now, would you?” you heard Yoongi whisper. Taehyung weakly shook his head. 

“Kim Taehyung?” a nurse approached you. He seemed snobbish, a bored look on his face. Behind him was a cart, full of medicines and bottles of water. He held a clipboard and he was checking something off the list. Taehyung still had that look on his face. He wanted to be anywhere else but there. Medicine time was the worst for him.

“Venlaflamine, Sertione, wow, it’s a miracle that you’re here.” the nurse sneered. He took out two pills and a water bottle, and handed them to Taehyung. Taehyung just stared at it. His hands were on his sides, and he didn’t look like he was going to move any time soon. “Just take it, psycho.” The nurse hissed and shoved the bottle at him. He turned around, dragging the cart with him. 

“How about you get some manners, you-” Yoongi cut you off by placing his hand on your shoulder. “They won’t treat you any different just because you work here.” 

Just like what Jackson said. You truly hated this place, and if it weren’t for the patients, you would’ve left already. But seeing Taehyung so excited about his garden, hearing about his bond with Jungkook, and seeing how Yoongi cared for him was enough to make you stay. 

“Y/N? Mrs. Kim wants to talk to you.” You looked over to the end of the corridor, where Jackson was. “Go.” Yoongi said. “I’ll take care of Taehyung.” You took one last glance at him. He gave you a small smile and hugged you again. “See me more, okay?” he whispered softly.

With that, Yoongi led him to the lounge, while you went with Jackson to the ‘Employees Only’ room. “Is she mad or something?” you asked nervously. It was just your second day, so you couldn’t really have screwed anything up yet. And even though you were new to everything, you though you did pretty good so far. You even fixed some of the notes and papers on the front desk a while ago. 

“Good to see you, Y/N.” Mrs. Kim said. She signaled for Jackson to leave the room, shutting the door behind him. She motioned towards the seat opposite her, and you sat down. “Excuse me, did I do something wrong?” You began to fiddle with your thumbs, hoping to give you ease. 

“No, you’re doing quite well actually. It’s just that, some nurses have seen spending time with Taehyung earlier. I was also surprised, especially when he brought you to that room. Usually, only the patients enter there, and he didn’t let nurses in, unless he needed Jackson to fix something. I think it’s safe to say that he grew an attachment to you.” Mrs. Kim peered at you over her glasses. After a while of silence, you mustered up the courage to speak.

“Sorry for asking, but why is that concerning?”

“Ms. Y/L/N, you are aware that he’s in the eighteenth room, right?” you nodded.

“Good. Just remember that he was put there for a reason. And since we’re on the topic, I think it’s acceptable to disclose some of his information to you. Y/N, he has Dissociative Identity Disorder, and even some traces of Schizophrenia. Do you know how dangerous people like him could be?”

“He doesn’t look dangerous. In fact, he’s probably the most harmless person here.” you protested.

“No.” Mrs. Kim snapped. She didn’t raise her voice, but coldness was laced within her tone. “You’ll be shown his records in a few days, but until then, I advice you to be cautious around him. We never know what he could do.”

“If he’s dangerous, then why is he allowed to roam around?”

“There’s always guards for safety precautions. We don’t want to aggravate him more by locking him in his room.” With that, she nodded at you and stood up. “I really hope you consider my words.” She walked out the door, leaving you in your seat. 

You still didn’t get it. You didn’t get a lot of things for that matter. This hospital was just so secretive, and in the little time you’ve spent here, a million questions has already piled up. Someone walked in the room again, and you looked up to see that it was Jackson.

“Hey, it’s about Taehyung, isn’t it?” he asked you, brows furrowing in concern. You nodded, not really finding the will to talk. Your little discussion with Mrs. Kim had drained you mentally, and you didn’t want to hear people talk bad about Taehyung anymore. Not after seeing the state he was in. 

“I don’t fully agree with her. Personally, I think Taehyung is nice and everything, and I hate how they look at him like a walking time-bomb. But we still have to keep in mind that he’s sick, okay?” You understood his point, and you want nothing more but to help your new friend. You just didn’t know how, not with the other nurses and staff trying to pry you away from him.

“How long has he been here?” Your voice was low, soft enough that you weren’t even sure if Jackson heard you. “From what they told me, a few years.” he replied. 

A few years?!’ you thought. “And he never got better?” 

“He has some issues with the medication. And they said he often relapsed. But I think he’s going to. He will. Especially with you here. Let’s just take everything slow. I don’t want to rush him. Poor guy’s been through a lot.” you looked at him, hoping that he’d elaborate what he said, only to get a long stare in response. You sighed and got up. “I’m going to check on him.” you said, leaving Jackson behind.

You went to the lounge, but Taehyung and Yoongi weren’t there anymore. The only person to be seen was Hoseok, who was dozing off in his chair. You looked around the room, trying to find anything they might’ve left behind. Then you heard a loud smack and a startled yell. You whipped your head around to find Hoseok, awake and rubbing his head. 

“Hi.” he said sheepishly as soon as he saw you. “I fell asleep for a little while.” You gave him a small smile. “Yes, I’ve noticed. Have you, by any chance, seen Tae?”

He gave you a confused look. then yawned. “Well, they went up a while ago. Yoongi wanted to tell you that Tae needed rest, and you didn’t have to go after them.” he explained.

“Oh, well thanks for telling me.” You couldn’t help but feel a bit down. You hoped that you could talk to Taehyung more, and heck even Yoongi, just to find out what they’re actually like. “I’d also like to thank you. Thanks for spending time with him. It really means a lot. All he’s ever received was pain from these bastards.” Hoseok’s voice broke through again. 

“It’s my pleasure.” You didn’t want to imagine anyone hurting Taehyung. And based on the spite in Hoseok’s statement, you knew that you weren’t the only one who hated the place. 

                                  ‘But why wouldn’t they speak up?’ 

Speak up to who? No one would believe them. In the eyes of everyone else, they were nothing but lost causes trying to fix their broken selves. But you weren’t going to accept that. You found the reason why you were here, and it wasn’t because of family favors or money. You just wanted to cure Taehyung.

In the midst of thinking, you accidentally hit a waste basket. You scrunched your nose, starting to feel throbbing on your lower leg. You took the basket and moved it to the side, but not before catching a glimpse of a half-full water bottle, two familiar pills floating inside.

"Zombies, Run!" - the app that changes lives

Did an app ever change your life? Did an app ever make you laugh, cry, yell - while making you healthier? Did an app ever get you so caught up in a story that you forgot the world around you while listening to it?
The app “Zombies, Run!” does all of those things for me on a weekly basis.

Seeing how my favorite app ever is currently celebrating its fifth anniversary, I thought I would tell you once again just why you should try “Zombies, Run!”

I have been running on and off for ten years. Back in early 2007, I think, I began because I wanted to lose weight. It did help. And I did get in much better shape. But I never really made it past 5 km runs. I got bored.

Soon to be three years ago, in May 2014, I saw a Tumblr post describing an app in which you ran from zombies while being a part of an awesome story line. Having been more off than on running for a couple of years at the time, I decided to give it a try.

I have never regretted it.

I remember it vividly. The first time I played “Zombies, Run!”. It was May 29, 2014, at 10.06 AM. I pressed that “Start mission” button, and then I wasn’t in Copenhagen anymore. I was on a helicopter, making my way over an apocalyptic England towards a small settlement called Abel Township.

Only before I reached the township, my helicopter was shot down by an unknown party. Having survived the crash, I had to run through a zombie-infested area to get to safety, with a stranger named Sam talking to me in my headset, guiding my way.
“I’m gonna call you Runner 5,” he told me. I have been Runner 5 ever since. And now I have even managed to finish a 25 km run. That’s quite a bit more than the 5 km ones I began with.

The glory of this app is that YOU are Runner 5, and Runner 5 can be ANYONE. The characters talk to you, but they never indicate gender, age, or looks. It also doesn’t matter whether you go on short or long runs, or even whether you run or not - you can also walk the missions, if you want. What the characters do tell you, however, is how important you are to Abel Township. That what you do matter. You become a hero.

As you run, you make your way through an amazing story line: Each mission is an episode in a season, as if you’re running a tv show. There are currently five seasons. The writers are working on a sixth. I am continuously amazed at the twist and turns of the story, the character development, the “ohfuckingshitthatdidnotjusthappen” moments … And that’s saying something, because I can be a picky skeptic.

You can use your own music playlist for your runs. Every mission has music breaks between the sound clips. During these breaks, you also pick up items to expand your base in the app. And (if you choose to put that setting on) you can get zombie chases - which means that when the app tells you that zombies are approaching, you have to speed up to get away from them. It’s great for interval training, and it’s completely optional; you can turn it on and off.

All in all, I want to recommend this app to anyone who needs motivation to get out there and move your body - or to anyone who wants to listen to a well-written and exciting post-apocalypse story with zombies and lovable people. And if you’re just starting out and would like a training program to follow, you can also check out their “Zombies, Run! 5k” app, which guides you through eight weeks of training, from couch to 5 km runs. The story line is not as “on the edge of your seat” as the original app, but still very captivating.

So what are you waiting for? Go find it where you usually buy your apps! The first season is free, the rest costs less than 200 DKK a year, and it is money well spent.
And then let me know how much you enjoyed it!


So, I forgot to post this last week! This is the cake I made for my hubby’s birthday!!! He turned 34, and he asked for a peanut butter cake, so that’s what I did! It was so much fun to make! I wore the apron that my Bestie Friendo ( @hadtochooseausername ) made, I got to use the hand mixer my mother-in-law gave me for Christmas (it’s a KitchenAid!!!), and I got to use the cake pans that I almost never use. I did realize that I sincerely need a cake stand, though, cuz cutting the cake on that plate was harder than it needed to be.

It’s all hand made! The cake itself is a peanut butter cake, nice and moist, if a bit dense, but in the best way possible. Between the layers is a peanut butter whipped cream (I just whipped some cream and folded in peanut butter), studded with chopped Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups. The whole thing is just smothered in chocolate ganache (again, made by yours truly!), and decorated with 34 pieces of peanut butter cups (I didn’t have any candles, but still wanted a physical representation of his age).

It took a week and one day, but as of a few minutes ago, hubby and I finished off the cake. It was probably the best dessert I’ve ever made! I’m so freaking proud of it!!

@simonalkenmayer @thehornedwitch @sister-forget-me-not @reinelefey @zerotounfinity @youcantseebutimmakingaface (Why won’t it let me tag you???) @ouroboros64 @laurenftagn 

Mafia AU Character Sheet

What’s up guys, so this is what I’ve been working on since yesterday. This is a character sheet of what each Got7 member will be like in my Mafia AU choose your own adventure type of story. I still don’t know what I’ll title this story so if you have any suggestions just send me a message since I already have some ideas of what I want the first chapter to be so I’ll start writing that. The character sheet might change depending on how the story goes but this is what I want them to be like for now. I hope you like it! 

Exclaimers: This story will contain violence, blood, profanity, severed limbs, maybe sex, and a lot of other things that may trigger some people. If you know that these normally have a negative effect on you, please don’t read this story. I want you to feel happy and comfortable.

A young Mafia legend fleeing from her past life style, ends up in the same place.

  • Main Character(Y/N): Daughter of a Mafia boss in America.
  1. Mafia name: Lumberjane
  2. Backstory: At a young age she is taught how to fight and use various weapons ranging from guns, knives, and axes. In high school she begins noticing the effect her family’s actions were really having on her hometown, and decides that when she’s older she will distance herself from them. She then studies in an art college in another state away from her family finding true freedom and realizing that she can be a normal girl. After graduating college, she moves to South Korea to try to start a new life from scratch in a new location without anyone who knows her. But she forgot she had been there as a child when her family made an international association with the GOT family.
  3. Weapons of choice: Shotgun, Ax, Hand Gun
  4. Perspective on love: “Would anyone love me… if they knew who I really am?”

  • Jaebum: Leader/Blackmailer
  1. Mafia Name: Father
  2. Backstory: His father died five years ago and since then he has been the new father of the GOT family. He trusts very few in his family mostly just the six orphans he befriended as a child and welcomed into his family as brothers. He protects them and treats them as if they are his own children. He’s in charge of all of his family’s illegal acts but is smart enough to keep everything under the government’s radar. When another mafia gang tries to interfere with them he puts his best skill at work, taking pictures and videos of his enemies in very compromising situations.  He then uses these to blackmail them into submission.
  3. Weapons of choice: Camera, Shotgun, Handgun
  4. Perspective on love: “Every woman who has approached me only wants my power; they’ve never loved me they’ve only feared me.”

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It's Cute X Daryl Dixon X Reader

This is one I wrote ages ago and I can’t remember if I posted it..

“YOU KNOW WHAT FUCK YOU!” Your boyfriend Taylor shouted as he slammed your front door behind him. You threw your glass of rum at the door just as he slammed it making rum and glass go everywhere. You were used to it now. Everyday you argue, scream and part ways. You couldn’t remember the last time you were happy together. You spent all that time out in the world of the dead together, you never thought you could have such arguments like you lived normal lives again.

He was yet again accusing you of cheating. You had no idea why or how he came up with this idea because you could never do that. Yeah maybe sometimes you would look at Daryl and think if only but to you there’s no harm in window shopping. Maybe he had caught you looking at him. But it’s not like he ever looked at you. He would never like you.

You picked up the bottle of rum and your smokes and went out side. You parked yourself on your steps and sighed. ‘fuck me’ You thought. There had got to be something better than this. Being in a miserable relationship.

“Hey you alright?” Daryls voice made you jump.

You gave him a little smile “Yeah I’ll be fine. Sorry if we were shouting too loud.”

He sat down next to you “Not at all. You know you could do so much better than him. Hell even I’m better than him.” He laughed a little.

“You’re right there. But why would you care?” You asked

He shrugged “Ermm. I don’t. I just don’t think you should be with him.”

“Thank you Daryl” You smiled and gave him a little peck on the cheek making him blush.

“I KNEW IT!” Taylor came marching down the path towards you “I KNEW YOU WERE WITH HIM!”

“You best go” You said to daryl. He stood up but did go. The arguing carried on like you didn’t have an audience “Jesus Taylor can’t I have friends! People that don’t make me miserable like you!”

Taylor marched up the stairs making you step back abit. He pushed you against the door pretty hard “So what are you saying? You would rather be with that redneck scum than me?” he face was horribly close to yours.

“That’s exactly what I’m saying! But he ain’t scum the only scum around here is you!”
You could see the anger fill his eyes and in a spilt second he smacked you across the face. You heard Daryl shout something as he marched towards you two but this was your fight. You looked up at Taylor who had this shit eating grin like he won. You brought your fist up and punched him in the nose breaking it instantly. You then kneed him in the crotch and pushed him on the floor. “I don’t ever want to see you in my house ever again. Do you understand me?”

“Yeah you crazy bitch!” he shouted at he hobbled away.

Daryl ran to you and held your face “Are you alright?”

You smiled at him “For once I actually am” You wrapped your arms around his waist and gave him a hug.

It had been 2 weeks since you and Taylor had broke up and it felt like a weight had been lifted off you. Runs were more fun, you had stopped drinking, meal times were good and you even got to spend time with Daryl a bit.

It was super sunny that morning and you were on babysitting duty which you loved. You missed your baby sister and Judith looked just like her. You were sat on the porch swing just swinging back and forth while she held onto you smiling. You sang to her that song you used to sing to little Annalise your sister.

“Heey baby, daddy’s gonna take you to the zoo today. To watch all the monkeys go ooh ooh oooh. In the zoo today” She looked up at you giggling, trying to grab your face piercings just like Annalise did.

“You’re good with her ain’t yah.” You heard daryls voice from the steps which made you look up.

You shrugged “Yeah being the oldest of 5 I guess I learnt how to look after kids.”

“Its cute” he said as he smiled at you. For the first time ever you saw love in his eyes. He walked to you and sat down on the swing. He placed his arm on the back rest behind you and looked at Judith. “Hey lil ass kicker.”

You looked at him and felt love for the first time since the world fell to shit. You knew you wanted to be with this beautiful man sat next to you.

He looked up, looked into your eyes and smiled. He looked so perfect. You’re eyes flickered to his lips and then back to his eyes. He leaned in slightly and ever so gently pressed his lips against yours. But you get interrupted by a little tap on your face from Judith.

“Oh I’m sorry. Was I not paying you enough attention” You both laughed at her.

His arm then wrapped around your shoulders and brought you in closer to him. You rested your head on his shoulder as you continued to pulls faces at Judith.

“Now that is a perfect family picture.” You hear Rick’s voice near you. You both jump a little, you kinda got lost in the moment you forgot people were around to see you.

“Yeah perfect slut and her hillbilly.” You heard Taylors voice as he walked past you.

Rick took Judith out your arms as you stood up. You marched down the steps and walked after him “Hey fuckin ass hole!”

He stopped and turned to you “What!”

“You have a problem with me?”

He walked closer to you “Yeah I have a fuckin problem! You cheat then wave it in everyone’s face like a little whore!”

“I never cheated on you! You treated me like shit. You only ever looked at all the other women here and never me. You’re a waste of fucking space, everytime I turn around you’re there watching me! I wish you would just disappear!” you spat in his face.

He got real close to your face again and you saw that look. He raised his hand and smacked you in the face.

Just as you looked up he was on the floor face bleeding. Daryl was stood next to you chest heaving from anger “Go near or touch my girl again I’m going to kill yah. Hell if I even catch you lookin at her I will end your life! Understand?” he looked at you “You alright?”

A smile stretched across your slightly bruised face “your girl ey?”

He suddenly swooped you up bridal style and kissed you “You’re damn right” he stepped over Taylor and walked you to his house.

Viktuuri Fic Rec List

(might add more as time goes by…who knows)
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The Completed Works

Unwritten (by kaizuka) Teen and Up Audiences

(34k words)

Soulmates AU where whatever you write on your own skin appears on your soulmate, but when there is a language barrier, meeting becomes just a little more difficult than it should be.

I just wanted to hit them and talk about it already BUT THEY SIMPLY DIDN’T so the suspense was real and the angst knocking on the door.

like your french girls  (by ebenroot) Teen and Up Audiences

(102k words)

in which Victor is an artist, Yuuri is his figure skating muse, and Yuri is so done hearing about their stupid love story through Instagram

It was funny and lovely and it had it’s angsty bits…I JUST LOVE ALL THE CHARACTERS IN THIS SO MUCH???!!! Yurio was just precious, Mila was super funny, Phichit was his usual glorious self, CHRISTOPHE WAS ON POINT just…READ IT

Until My Feet Bleed and My Heart Aches (by Reiya) Explicit

(197k words)

A single event changes the course of Yuuri’s life, throwing him into a bitter rivalry with Viktor Nikiforov that spans across his entire skating career. But as the years go on, rivalry and hatred begin to develop into something very different and Yuuri doesn’t seem to be able to stay away, no matter how hard he tries.
Hatred and love are two sides of the same coin and even though everything changes, some things are still meant to be.

i’m pretty sure everyone and their mother has already read this fic by now and i’m wondering why it took me this long to finally read it??? it’s so good. exactly what the summary promises. SO GOOD. Also as you may know by now i’m absolutely weak for authors including social media in their fics and this fic has so much of that i feel #blessed. WHY HAVEN’T YOU READ THIS YET?! DO IT.

The WIPs

Expomise (by thankyouforexisting) Teen and Up Audiences

(6 chapters, 71k words so far)

Yuuri is at Hogwarts. So is everyone else.

THE HOGWARTS AU WE ALL NEEDED! (i definitely need more though) 
starts in Yuuri’s 1st year. Each chapter is either a new school year or about the summer in between. Yuuri does ballet, Viktor is really famous, Leo pays Phichit’s smart phone bill, Yurio is Yurio. THERE’S MAGICAL FIGURE SKATING. 

Switched (by GhostsOnSaturn) Teen and Up Audiences

(7 chapters, 23k words so far)

Soulmates AU where your consciousness occasionally swaps places with that of your soulmate for varying amounts of time.

REALLY CUTE SO FAR. Viktor is a hopeless romantic and Yuuri just wants to impress people.

solo and pair (by calciseptine) Teen and Up Audiences

(9 chapters, 22k so far)

Yuuri keeps his mark hidden.

Another Soulmate AU…there’s soulmate identifying marks and YUURI JUST ACCEPT THAT YOURS AND VIKTOR’S MATCH DAMN IT…also describes his childhood and how he got to where we met him in episode 1.

Pacing Ourselves (by vermillion_crown) Teen and Up Audiences

(6 chapters, 41k words so far)

Introspection on intimacy from the perspective of a demisexual, flavored with friends who are social media menaces and some dirty touching later on.
(Yuuri’s trying to figure out his life after Viktor Nikiforov smashes into it like a meteor, and Phichit can’t decide whether to help or laugh.)

NICE NICE NICE. Yuuri is very confused, Phichit is hilarious, Viktor doesn’t really know what’s going on. Yuuri getting to know and coming to terms with his sexuality AND a bit of him growing up, very nice. READ IT.

Excelsior (by powerandpathos) Explicit

(13/19 chapters, 77k words so far)

Yuuri has won the Grand Prix, which was everything he thought he wanted. But for Yuuri, an end to skating could mean an end with Viktor, and when two female skaters approach them with an offer that could make them or break them, they are put to the test more than ever. Can they rise higher than they already have?

It’s VERY different from all the other fics…I guess it is cause it’s a bit darker? I just really love the plot so far. I’m SO EXCITED for the remaining chapters. Seriously, read it!!!

Constellations (Things You Left Unsaid) (by DasWarSchonKaputt) Teen and Up Audiences

(7 chapters, 28k words so far)

a role reversal au, wherein Yuuri is a figure skating legend in the making - mostly made, or so they say - who decides to take a season off at the peak of his career, and Victor is the runaway-cum-international student from Russia who joins his university and cons Yuuri into becoming his coach. Featuring Phichit Chulanont as the worst (best) friend ever, and Yuri Plisetsky as Yuuri’s self-proclaimed Arch Rival.

alright. so. this AU idea is amazing??? I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THE BITS OF MEDIA ??!! like the articles and stuff…also the chat logs? it makes a fic seem so much more real, always have been a sucker for that. I’m really excited to see where the author’s gonna head with this!! this fic has a lot of potential so far so we’ll just have to wait and read I guess.

Gone Like Smoke (by InkHallucination) General Audiences 

(6/30 chapters, 23k words so far)

About three things everyone knew about Yuuri Katsuki.
One, at the age of fourteen he had broke the Junior’s world record with one of the most beautiful performances to ever grace the ice.
Two, he had vanished under the eyes of thousands of people right after the end of his free  skate, never to be seen again.
Tree, today in the tenth anniversary of his disappearance, he was found in the same ice he was last seen into, bloody, shaken and with only two words to pronounce, Viktor Nikiforov.
Viktor is conscious that he may be a little bit obsessed with the infamous Katsuki case, even trough that same obsession was the reason behind the success of his now best selling book Yuri on Ice, which was said to be the best investigation to the date about it. That’s why, when he’s called to become a consultant in the reopening of the case, he’s more than eager to participate. But why does the world seem to bend at Yuuri’s whim? And how is that he seems to know him when he’s been gone for a decade?

that’s one long summary but LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT THIS FIC. I just started reading it two days ago and as soon as I read the new chapter today I thought: this has to be in my rec list. THIS FIC. IS SO FULL OF SUSPENSE. WITH ONLY 13k WORDS SO FAR??!!! HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE???!! no but seriously this fic is sO suspenseful and thrilling and I just want more chapters already. this is NOT a fluffy relationship-focused fic, so if that’s what you’re looking for ignore my shouting. If you liked stranger things you’re gonna like this. Trust me on that.
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Happy Birthday, Elise!

It was halfway through the morning in Valla that particular day when the High Prince of Hoshido requested an audience with the Crown Prince of Nohr.

“What is all this formality, Prince Ryoma?” Xander asked as they both sat on the stone floor of an abandoned cathedral built in honor of Anankos, now in ruins. The nohrian  prince sat over the steps between the transept and the chancel as the hoshidan royal purposely put himself on the lower ground.

Ryoma wasn’t wearing his armor. He placed his Raijinto and his kodachi on his right side in respect of Prince Xander and sat formal style, showing every kind of vulnerability he found possible. After a few seconds of silence, Xander began to wonder if Ryoma had heard him at all and meant to repeat his question.

He was, however, cut off. “I have called you here in regards of the future of both of our kingdoms once this war is done and won.” Ryoma began, his voice deep and unfaltering; his eyes looking at the ground beside Xander’s feet. “Regarding ways to further strengthen the bonds between our lands and families.”

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spideremmie  asked:

Please, I need more NHL AU in my life. I will pay you in my love and gratitude. <3

Sure thing!! NHL AU here

OKAY SO NOTES: for some reason when i was researching this earlier i thought that you had to be 19 year old in order to enter the draft (i was talking to someone about connor mcdavid i think), but apparently you only had to be 18 at or before September 15th of the draft year. Bitty entered the draft the same year he’d been planning on joining Samwell, in 2013 when he turned 18 on May 13. 

So let’s pretend in this au you had to be 19 at or before September 15th of the draft year. Just like how ngoziu forgot that you can’t play in the NCAA if you’ve played in the Q. 

Draft is June 5th, so the first article comes a little before that. The USHL playoffs in 2013 ended May 17th. 

Small Wunderkind Coming Up in Big Leagues

June 1st, 2013

If you were watching the games of the King Hurricanes a few years ago, you may not notice the speedy number 5 at first, flitting in and about the ranks. Eric Richard Bittle, age 16 then, is from Madison, Georgia. At the time, he was standing at 5′3 and 130 pounds, one of the smallest and lightest players in the USHL. 

However, soon you’ll begin to see why Coach Pietro Dostoevsky chose him among the multitude of other hopefuls. Number 15 is fast, his speed supplements his size. He’s able to weave his way around the opposing side’s defense and shoot with deadly accuracy. During post game interviews with coaches and “Ricky” Bittle himself, we learned that he has impeccable game sense and incredible play making skills. Eric Bittle began to make a name for himself in the juniors as the small giant, racking up points, assists, awards, and a mass of fans. 

He turns 19 on May 5th, 2014, but he has just been granted exceptional status and will be joining the 2013 Entry Draft as the top draft pick of the year. Some people calling this decision by the NHL controversial, saying that Bittle is severely overestimated and definitely not a McDavid or a Tavares. They argue that his size certainly doesn’t bring confidence to the table to potential clubs. 

However, even in a league filled with people brimming with natural athleticism, Bittle still stands out. His numbers are exceptional even among a Clark cup winning team, he’s well known for his good sportsmanship and charisma, and he’s a natural leader. 

No matter the chatter around him, Eric Bittle is slated to appear in the 2013 Entry Draft, almost certainly as the number one pick overall. And I put my money on the bet that we’ll be seeing great things from him. 

Transcript of Interview with Eric Bittle

 May 17th, 2013

Off record

R: Thanks for the cookies, Eric! You’re everyone’s athlete to interview.

EB: Aw shush, that’s just because I bribe y’all so y’all can speak better of me.

R: Well, it’s working!

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R: Congratulations, good game today, Eric!

EB: We played hard, it was definitely a hard won win. Oh gosh, did I just say hard won win?

R: You sure did!

EB: You know when I first started getting interviewed, I told myself that I’ll try my darn hardest not to sound like one of those hockey robots.

R: And you held out for all these years until your very last junior post game interview.

EB: At least this is a victory interview, that’s a happy thought! 

R: Again, congratulations on winning the Clark Cup! Talk about the effort you guys gave this year and your role as the captain.

EB: Well, this was certainly an unreal season. We started out strong and worked hard not to slow down the momentum. I’m so proud of my boys, my role as captain was to provide leadership and direction on the ice, but everyone gave twice their best effort and heart. We knew we were going to win, and we just had to keep doing what we’ve been workin’ on all year long.

R: And how good does it feel to win the Clark Cup?

EB: Oh, it feels amazing! Last year I wanted so bad to win the cup for the senior members of our team, but it never happened. I think this year the determination was carried from the loss back then so it feels pretty darn amazing!

R: You shattered your arm last year during the finals of the Clark Cup. I forget, did you pull a Rocky and skate out the period?

EB: Who do you think I am, Beyoncé? No, I was able to hide it for a few minutes but Coach Dostoevsky noticed and pulled me out for the rest of the series.

R: By the way, I have to congratulate you on another thing, Mr. Exceptional Status.

EB: Oh, I was wondering when that’d come up.

R: You’re a meme, don’t you know? 

EB: I saw those online, I don’t know whether to be flattered or what. I’m normal sized, it’s just that the people I hang out with make me look small!

R: Let me show you this *takes out a few pictures*

EB: “Such small. Much hockey.” Oh lord, they made me doge. I haven’t seen this one before.

R: Haha, you’re certainly on your way to internet fame. 

EB: I’m proud to say that I’ve gained a lot more twitter followers since the news about the exceptional status broke out!

R: Of course that was your reason, all those hours practicing hockey and becoming the best player your age all to gain twitter followers.

EB: You know me! 

R: There was a period of time when no one knew for sure your plans for this year. You applied to Samwell University and got in, there were rumors that you were dropping juniors to attend it next season, or that you were going to continue playing in the USHL next season, until news broke out that you applied for exceptional status for the draft this year and got it. What were you thinking?

EB: Well, I’ve never considered dropping hockey. I love hockey. I was deliberating between Samwell and the NHL, so I suppose the rumors were all true, that no matter what next season I’d be either playing in the NHL or on the Samwell Men’s Hockey team.

R: Well, I know a lot of hockey fans, and Falconer fans in particular, who are glad that you’re joining the draft this year.

EB: You don’t know that I’m going to the Falconers!

R: Well, that’s all up in the air for now, but as a Falconers’ fan I can keep hoping. Thanks for giving me time for the interview.

EB: No problem!

Unsteady| Angst | Taekook

Word Count: 6.5k 

Summary: What happens if someone you love doesn’t love you back?You throw up flowers. And then die. Kinda dramatic if you ask Taehyung.

I | II

Originally posted by taeguk

Love was such a foreign concept to Kim Taehyung. It had to be, no one wanted to fall in love anymore for the dangers that it had unfolded upon poor souls who fell victim to an unrequited love. But to biology major Kim Taehyung, people were just overreacting. There was no way flowers could develop in the lungs of a human being due to unrequited love. It was unnecessary and immature, he thought, to see people actually believe that Hanahaki disease used to actually exist, but the world around him was convinced, leaving him in the dust with his opinions.

“You know it exists, why else would we have learned about it back in high school?,” Park Jimin, a human psychology major, argued one day, frustrated at his best friend for being an absolute hardass.

“Because people in the 1960’s made such a big deal about it, why else? It doesn’t make an logical sense Jimin, unless you want to explain to me how flowers, plants that depend on photosynthesis to grow, can just magically show up in your lungs one day,” Taehyung argued, rolling his eyes when his friend just decided to ignore him.

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The Party (Peter Parker x Reader)

Originally posted by theavengers

Word Count: 1190

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

AN: If I haven’t been posting everyday it’s because i’m at my grandparents for a while, so I don’t get as much time to write as i’d like.

You were spending your Friday night at one of Tony Stark’s parties that he held for the Avengers and the staff of Stark industries. So why were you here?Well, your parents had been working for Tony ever since you can remember and you’d been successfully avoiding these parties since, however this time your parents practically dragged you here.

You never really got dressed up, so it felt weird wearing a dress and heels, but you went with it. All these people around you, it made you feel out of place. I mean, freaking Thor was just standing in the corner laughing with Captain America! What the hell were you doing here? You have literally nothing in common with any of these people, you were only here because of your parents. You weren’t super smart or a superhero, you were just Y/N. 

Your parents had left you alone at the snack table so long ago now that you’d eaten basically half of the appetizers. You were halfway through eating a tiny sandwich when you heard someone not far behind you having a conversation with Mr Stark.

“Mr. Stark, I really shouldn’t be here. I don’t belong here, well I do, but I’m Spider-man! My identity’s secret and i’m not even an official Avenger yet!” Tony patted his shoulder awkwardly. “Just relax kid, i’m sure you’ll be fine. Just tell people that you’re an intern like you do at school.” Secret identity? Spider-man? You had a feeling you weren’t supposed to hear any of that. 

Finishing the tiny sandwich, you got bored and decided to walk out to the balcony. You grabbed your coat and headed outside, leaning against the railing with your chin resting on the palm of your hand, gazing at the sight in front of you. The view of the city up here was amazing! You didn’t know how long you were lost in thought, gazing at the bright lights, but the door to the balcony opened with a click, causing you to look over your shoulder. It was the boy from before, the boy who is supposedly Spider-man. 

Damn he was attractive. His brown curly hair, dark eyes and that suit he was wearing-just wow. Your thoughts were interrupted by his voice. “Um, hey. I’m Peter Parker.I didn’t realize anyone else was out here. Not that you being out here is a bad thing or anything I just, I’m just going to stop talking now.” He was mumbling, looking extremely nervous, putting his hands in his pockets. You chuckle and send him a friendly smile, he was really cute. “Hey, I’m Y/N. It’s okay, I think i’ll enjoy your company. 

“So, what are you doing at an Avengers party?”

“Ugh, my parents work for Mr.Stark. They’ve been trying to get me to come to one of these parties for ages and unfortunately they succeeded this time. This really isn’t my type of scene.”

“Tell me about it.” He moves next to you, leaning against the railing.

“So, tell me about yourself Parker.”

“There’s not much to tell honestly. I live with my aunt May and go to midtown high school with my best friend Ned. I have an internship with Mr.Stark, that’s why I’m here.”

“What’s your favourite movie? I find you can tell a lot about a person by what their favourite movie is.” You questioned him, eager to know more about Peter Parker. “That’s easy. Star Wars episode V: The Empire Strikes Back.” Your jaw dropped, no freaking way. “Seriously?! I love Star Wars.” You leaned closer towards him, even more intrigued by this boy now, wanting to learn everything about him.

Hours passed by in which you both spent talking and learning about one another, making you start to like him, a lot, you were possibly developing a crush on him-on Spider-man! You almost forgot about that.

“I need to ask you something. Before, I was at the snack table and I overheard you talking to Mr.Stark about something.” His face instantly paled and his eyes widened.

“Oh yeah, what did you hear?” His voice wavered a little, he sounded so nervous now.

“Don’t freak out. If it’s true I promise not to tell anyone, I just thought you should know that I know. I feel terrible for listening to your conversation, I was bored and then I heard you say that you were Spider-man-”,

This doesn’t stop him from freaking out at all, he was pacing back in forth in front of you. He stops his pacing to put his hands on your shoulder. “You’re not gonna tell anyone are you? Please, you don’t understand. No one can know my real identity?! My aunt, my friends, anyone I’ve ever cared about, they’d all be in danger.” 

“So it’s true then. You’re Spider-man?” You were honestly shocked.

He let’s go of your shoulders to resume his pacing. You feel guilty now, for listening to his conversation and learning his secret, you shouldn’t have been eavesdropping. “Hey-hey.”, you grab his shoulders to stop his pacing, turning him towards you. “I won’t tell anyone I swear on it! I know we literally just met but you have to trust me on this, I won’t tell anyone. I-I pinky promise you.” You give him a reassuring smile and hold out your pinky towards him.

 Peter finds this action adorable and he could tell by the tone of your voice that you were telling the truth, so he decided to trust you and wrapped his pinky around yours. “Pinky promise?” he questioned, still unsure. “I swear on it Peter.” He nodded his head and mumbled a thank you, still confused as to why you were being so nice to him.

“You could have easily told the media about my identity and made money, why are you helping me?” 

“Because it’s the right thing to do. Why would I want to put you and the people you care about in danger? I honestly think i’m just being a decent person.” You chuckled out the last line, looking down at the ground. “Also, I think Peter Parker is a sweet guy and I want to see him again.” You said shyly, turning your attention towards the ground.

Your conversation was interrupted by your phone receiving a message from your mum saying that it was time to leave. You sighed, you honestly didn’t want to stop talking to him. “Well, I’ve got to go now, but it was really great meeting you Peter.” You smiled up at him and start walking towards the door.

Peter somehow finds the courage to do something he’d wanted to do since he first laid his eyes on you. “Wait! Do you want to go see a movie sometime? Like, on a date?” You steps halted at this question, did he actually just ask you out or are you imagining things.You turned your body towards his and shyly nod, your cheeks burning red.”I’d like that.”

You both exchange numbers and agree to message each other later. You lean up towards him and bravely plant a kiss on his cheek, causing him to blush. “Night Peter.”

“Goodnight Y/N.”

anonymous asked:

hey not to be That Person but. i'm trying to get into dc comics but i dont understand the whole rebirth thing and infinite crisis or its context and im feeling so ! anxiety over it so. can u recommend a starting point so i can have some structure in my life again

unless things have progressed monstrously in the past month i haven’t caught up and infinite crisis is somehow directly connected to rebirth now, then the following answer is bull, so write it off. if things are still the same, you’re still free to write everything i say off because i usually don’t know what i’m doing. i’m here for the memes

the short answer is: read every big event DC has ever published up until the year of our lord 2016. no? no? alright, i’m gonna take you by the hand and try to explain some things about DC. seeing i don’t know the level of your comics knowledge, there is really no short answer if you want to understand some basics so this is going to get long, but still shorter than actually reading everything. i have also consumed an ungodly amount of carbs this evening, all the bread in me will get us through this

when comic companies reach a certain point with their comics that can’t progress their storytelling no matter what techniques they employ (we, in the mortal realm, call this screwing up beyond belief), we have these big events that occur throughout every title currently published, that change/erase, affect and influence the entire comics universe. the very first time DC did it was because they realized all the issues got too confusing for the new readers and the dollas didn’t holla when younglings had no reason to buy stuff they didn’t understand, and that’s how in 1986 they rebooted the DC universe for the very first time with Crisis on Infinite Earths. CoIE basically took this idea of a “multiverse”, an infinite possibility of worlds, stories, and ideas existing concurrently but not necessarily affecting each other up until then, and destroyed it. bye, felicia. everything was unified into one neat bundle and due to this compression, certain characters had to die, others got completely retconned (especially superman), and others kept existing only in a pocket universe (like superboy). generally speaking, the characterizations of all the characters after Crisis on Infinite Earths is what’s commonly considered canon (pre-ColE batman didn’t brood 24/7, for shame)

in the following two decades after ColE, things got so convoluted and messed up that we ended up having an incredible number of inconsistencies even though the goal was to eliminate them in the first place. we had like… doubles of the same heroes that had made it into the ColE universe from the pre-ColE/silver age universe running about like nobody’s business? because why the fuck not, i guess. thus DC had to reboot again… and then again… and then once more… and then they chilled for a bit but that didn’t really matter much because a few things like superboy-prime getting angry and punching a literal hole through continuity happened. through trial and many errors, we get to the point Flashpoint happens, an event that rebooted DC again, and gave us the New 52

the New 52 started every hero’s title from #1 once more. a new start where readers wouldn’t have to know 60something years worth of comics to understand what’s going on. only that that didn’t happen because heroes like batman and green lantern still held their pre-Flashpoint stories/memories/lives, so if you wanted to follow them, you had to have read that period between ColE and Flashpoint i just explained. due to the retcon, certain heroes died/got erased similarly to how people got offed in Crisis on Infinite Earths and that, coupled with storylines that progressively made less and less sense, resulted in the New 52 drawing the short stick and ending a few months ago, with Rebirth following in its steps

Rebirth, however, isn’t a reboot. it’s a direct continuation of the New 52, this time trying to fix things up. DC stopped trying to erase all their mistakes with reboots (not like they work anyway) and decided to find an excuse as to why the pre-flashpoint universe was morphed into the New 52, meaning everything that happened between ColE and Flashpoint is valid. it’s just that everyone forgot and… got… younger………. why? i’m not gonna explain that. it involves the watchmen and dr. big blue dick and we haven’t gotten a straight answer yet anyway

anyway, to finally answer your question about getting into current DC, here’s what i suggest:

  • have a basic grip on DC heroes. if you have absolutely no idea who is who, you’ll have to do some basic reading on your favorite heroes. here’s my reading guide for batman to get you started
  • after you know why batman is an occassional dick, jump directly into Rebirth. no N52 for you. there have been minimal if any references to the new 52 so far and since Rebirth is trying to get the DC universe back to it’s pre-flashpoint state, you don’t really need to know what happened in the n52
  • do, however, know that new 52 superman died after a series of bad writing and mishandling and our current superman is pre-flashpoint superman even though every other hero is their new 52 counterpart. pre-flashpoint clark made it into the new 52 universe after an event called Convergence, alongside a then pregnant lois lane, and didn’t make himself known up until new 52 clark died
  • interestingly, in infinite crisis pre-flashpoint clark met pre-crisis on infinite earths clark, similarly to how new 52 clark met pre-flashpoint clark now. dam? dam

i know a lot of the above makes zero sense right now but it’s in its most basic form you’ll find at this point. DC has A LONG ASS history of messed-up events and timelines so confusion will ensue even after you’ve been reading comics for a while. jump into Rebirth even if you feel you won’t understand a thing. we all started somewhere, we all still understand about half of what the writers want us to (they understand a third of their own works). try to have fun whatever you do and look up/ask about things you have no idea about. comics weren’t meant to be streamlined, or at least they never managed to be, so you will have gaps for a long time. final crisis what? zero hour who? hypertime not even once

just have fun? just have fun. nobody really understands. it’s okay


Originally posted by leavingsalvation

Pairing: WinchestersxReader
Word count: 2, 666
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Episode 4 of Season 11

Cas was blaming himself, and you reached over, rubbing his shoulder gently. When he tried to heal Dean, he looked hurt that he wouldn’t allow him to. You gave Cas a sad smile before letting out a small sigh.

“We’ll figure this out.” You said gently.

Sam smiled at you. “Come on. I’ll take you down to the firing range. Let’s see how bad of a shot you are.” He chuckled.

You smiled at him as you got up. “Let’s do this.” You followed him.

He put his arm around your neck, pulling you into his side as he walked, giving you a noogie. Laughing when you tried to squirm away, he let up. “It’s nice having a little sister around here.”

“Oh, no.” You shoved him playfully. “I better not get the little sister treatment. The over protective big brother thing, I mean. I’m a big girl.” You pointed out.

Sam smiled at you. “And we’re going to protect you as long as  you’re here. Whether you like it or not.”

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