i have a downs sis so i find this friendship just so beautiful

Harry Hook x fem!reader | Subtle

requested; prompt #49. “ Can I borrow your shirt ?” & #50. “ can I keep it ?”

a|b okay guys so two people had similar requests so I combined them, I hope you like how this turned out ! Waiting for your feed back. Also this wasn’t edited !

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(Y/N) was almost out of her room when her sister’s voice stopped her, “ You’re sneaking out again?” Evie complained

The youngest daughter of the Evil Queen had a habit of always going out during the night, or at least this specific habit started even since she met a very handsome pirate.

“ Evie, I thought you were asleep,” (Y/N) sighed

“ Where are you going? It’s been months since you’re doing this, mom will find out,” Evie asked, completely ignoring her sister’s statement.

“ C'mon, Evie. I can manage this as long as you won’t tell her,” (Y/N) wishpered

“ Who are you seeing anyway?”

The younger girl rolled her eyes, she couldn’t tell Evie because her sister won’t approve of her seeing a pirate, “ I’ll tell you in the morning, I promise. ”

“ Fine, but you won’t get away easily this time, (Y/N).

(Y/N) thanked her sister, then quickly got out of the room, she made her way downstairs and to the basement where was the only door her mother always left open.

Outside the castle, a known figure dressed in red leather waited for her, ” What took you so long, princess?“ Harry asked coming closer to (Y/N).

” Evie caught me trying to get out of the room and I had some explaining to do, sorry I had to make you wait. “

” No problem, (Y/N), I’ll always wait ye,“ Harry smiled grabbing (Y/N)’s hand and dragging her through the dark alley.

The pair headed to one of their special places on the isle, there was this abandoned part in the north where no one really went and the two of them decided to claim the place as theirs.

” Now close your eyes, love. “ Harry smirked, ” Ye can trust me.“

The girl nodded, closing her eyes and guided by Harry put one foot in front of the other and made it near the shore, when she opened her eyes she saw a red blanket arranged in front of her and on top of it were fish and chips, while the only source of light were some small candles.

” This is beautiful, Harry.

“ Just like ye, love. ”

Harry guided (Y/N) to the blanket , so they both could sit down and enjoy the view. It wasn’t much, after all it was a cursed isle, but they were happy that at least they’ve found friendship, love, even in a place like that.

That was their first official date, yes, they’ve been seeing each other for almost half a year, but (Y/N) has been against the idea of her dating anyone else besides a prince, but after spending time with Harry, training with him in secret or causing mischief together, she learned that he might be the one for her.

Their night went well, Harry occasionally making jokes about the stupid things Gil did and (Y/N) making fun of different scenarios she experienced, he always ending up telling her how much she meant to him.

“ Shall we go, love?”

“ I suppose so, it’s almost sunrise,” (Y/N) smiled sadly.

“ Don’t worry love, we’ll have plenty of moments like this one in our future. ”

(Y/N) nodded, getting up with the help of Harry, he intertwined his fingers with her and dragged (Y/N) along the shore.

“ Harry, slow down!” (Y/N) laughed trying to keep her balance, but failing. She stumbled over a stone and fell down, dragging Harry along with her.

“ Aren’t ye just clumsy?” he chuckled

“ Sorry,” she smiled but shortly after (Y/N)’s smile fell when she saw how her blue dress looked now - it was all covered in dirt and ripped, “ Mother’s going to kill me, Harry,” she cried

“ Calm down, (Y/N) , let’s go to the ship and maybe you’ll find something there,” Harry said getting up.

The girl frowned, he lived on a pirate’s ship. What could she find there? (Y/N) wasn’t sure but it was her only hope left, so she wouldn’t have to go home in a dress full of mug.


“ There’s nothing here, Harry,” (Y/N) wishpered

“ That was the last box with Uma’s things . There are no more girl clothes. ”

(Y/N) started to walk in circles around the box. She just needed something that would keep her covered until she arrived home and hide in her bed. The girl sighed looking at her boyfriend, for a second her eyes stoped on his T-shirt. It was gray and a bit ripped, but it was better than everything she saw in Uma’s box.

“ Can I borrow your shirt?” she asked shyly

Harry rose his eyebrows in surprise, he did not expect that, but the pirate would also do anything for that girl, so he took of his red leather jacket and then his gray shirt, handing it over to (Y/N).

“ Like what ye see?” Harry teased when (Y/N)’s eyes didn’t leave his body, “ Oh shut up Harry,” the girl replied taking the shirt in her hands and turning away.

(Y/N) went behind the hammock that was Harry’s bed and changed into his shirt and a pair of pants she found around there, “ So, what do I look?” she asked him after managing to change into his clothes.

“ Even hotter than before,” he growled, grabbing another one of shirts and putting it on, “ It’s such a shame I have to take ye home now princess. ”

“ C'mon, you’ll see me again in a few hours, you know that. ”

Harry smirked, he knew (Y/N) was telling the truth, she couldn’t have her mother suspect anything, so the girl barely got any sleep lately. Not at home at least. After going back from a night spent outside with Harry, she would pretend to be asleep, then one hour later her mother would always wake her and Evie, but (Y/N) would be always the one to offer going shopping, only because she could come and sleep at Harry’s while he would be the one to find all the items she needed to get.

(Y/N) grabbed his hand and started to walk out, both being careful not to be seen, they left the docks and followed the road to the castle.

The walk was quiet, (Y/N) couldn’t do anything but to admire the sea scent that was stuck in Harry’s shirt. It was an unique smell, she totally loved.

“ Here we are, princess. Now should I wait for ye to give my clothes back ?” Harry laughed

“ Actually, can I keep it?”

Harry placed a soft kiss on her forehead, “ Anything for you, love. ”

“ See you in a few hours.

” Can’t wait.


(Y/N) walked on her tiptoes, not wanting to make any sound, but it was a waste of time since Evie was waiting for her anyway.

“ You know, sis, it’s not so subtle to come home with Harry’s clothes. ”

Old Sparks, New Flames - Part 4: Flames

Characters: Y/N Y/L/N, Danneel Harris, Jensen Ackles, Genevieve Padalecki.   

Pairing: Danneel x Jensen, Danneel x Reader,

Warnings: Confused feelings, F/F sex, oral, scissoring.    

Word Count: 2500ish

A/N: I had a crush on Danneel before writing this series. This did not help things lol. Anyway I am having fun. I hope y’all are too!!

This series is written for my free square in @spnpolybingo

Thanks to my amazing lil sis @mysupernaturalfics for betaing this series for me.


It wasn’t easy but somehow you had calmed yourself down enough to stay. At first you couldn’t think of anything worse than staying under the same roof as the couple you spied on while they were having sex. Right up until you were halfway out the door, realizing leaving so abruptly would mean admitting to the woman you were in love with what you did. The thought of the wounded expression on her face hurt you more deeply than the thought of pretending like nothing happened ever would. So you kept yourself busy at the studio, staying away from Danneel and Jensen as much as you could. You knew they were noticing. Jensen had tried to get you to talk to him a few times when he was home from filming in Vancouver, but you had played if off, telling him he knew what it was like being busy. He hadn’t believed you, you knew that and you felt terrible. Jensen was a great guy. You really liked him, but now he was starting to think you hated his guts.

Danneel was no better. She asked you if you were okay pretty much every time she saw you, but it wasn’t until she had changed her tactics, basically cutting you off from your path from the stairs to the door, that you actually listened to her.

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sierranovembr  asked:

Ok, but secretly married Tony and T'Challa. Tony is literally the only person on Earth with dual citizenship in Wakanda. Iron Man and Black Panther ass-kicking on the down low on their honeymoon. Tony helps capture the vibranium thief the Avengers later encounter in Age of Ultron and he has to make up some excuse after saying he knew the guy. T'Challa laughs for days when he hears the story and uses "There are conferences" to tease Tony all. the. time.

*cracks knuckles* Alright! I’ve been so eager to write this since you sent it, but finals, and then just too tired to write much, and then, you know, stuff, but it’s been a pretty good day and I’m feeling this prompt so hard! ;D

I didn’t really get to… all bits of it, and it kind of is angsty tbh, sorry. Not at all sure if this is what you were looking for, but damn it one day I will write the happy version of this prompt! lol

Timelines are wack, just go with it here.


Tony’d gotten used to not having any kind of private personal life when he was a small boy. Howard hadn’t seen the point of keeping Tony out of the media; Maria had surrendered to his decision on the matter. Since Tony could speak, it was like his life had been on display, he’d been on display, nothing too sacred to the press.

Tony got used to being hounded everywhere he went, all his mistakes displayed for the entire country - and eventually world - to know. All his worst moments observed by outsiders.

He’d gotten used to… belonging to the public, instead of himself.

And then he met T’Challa.

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A New Era: Chapter 1

Originally posted by hobbithowells

The Beginning of A Friendship to Last a Lifetime


2.8k words

Warnings: None

Genre: Fluff (for now 😉😉)

First submitted character(s) that are in the story are… Lance and Lucy Cane submitted by @presley-the-otter! (note: Lucy is mentioned but not introduced.)
I really hope you guys enjoy, and remember! It’s never too late to submit a character!

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fic: four times alex danvers almost kissed a girl (and the one time she did)

rated R, ~3,000 words, alex danvers; alex/maggie.   read on ff.net

i -

Vicky was terrible at Chemistry.

Once, before a test, they’d stayed up until 3am so she could memorize the whole periodic table and even then she got a B-. Alex thought she’d never really get it, but she kept helping her because that’s what friends were for. In turn, Vicky would help her with English and the whole 18th century literature. Jane Austen, Jonathan Swift and the likes, they all sounded the same to Alex and she had no idea why they were so important in the first place.

Chemistry, the elements, they were the basics of life, they showed her how and why everything work the way they do, they were a sure fire way of understanding the world around them. The words of Ann Murry weren’t helping her to figure out anything, in fact, they were making everything harder and more complicated.

But they had a system and it worked. By the time they were freshmen they had perfected the system and it was actually fun to study. Vicky had a really interesting way of breaking down the books they were studying by themes and the stories always sounded richer coming from her. The way she talked, Alex couldn’t pinpoint what it was, but it never failed to captivate her.

When sophomore year rolled around, Alex started to get restless. She didn’t know why, but she could just feel something was different and it was driving her mad not knowing exactly what it was. That was the year she had a huge falling out with Kara and they spent almost a week not talking to each other; the year she dated Matt Stevens for two weeks and when he tried to feel her up under her shirt she punched him in the groin and he told the whole school she was a frigid bitch. That was so not an easy year for her.

The only thing that made it worth was Vicky and her friendship. They became closer than ever and they had constant sleepovers, which lead to them basically sharing each others beds on a regular basis.

That night they were studying for a chem test, so it was a given it would be a long night. At some point they feel asleep, dead tired from all the actual studying, and when Alex woke up she felt at peace. Vicky had her arm around her, a hand resting low on her abdomen, and that was the first (and only) time Alex realized how soft her friend’s hand was. Vicky was so close she could smell her shampoo and, unconsciously, she buried herself deeper into her friend’s arms for the total of five second before she heard a yawn.

“Morning, Al.”

When she turned around to reply her good morning Vicky was so close she could feel her breath on her face and for a split second Alex thought they would kiss. As soon as that crossed her mind she jumped out of bed and said something about having to take a shower so they weren’t late to class and their test.

(Later that week she went on a date with Vicky’s ex boyfriend and she told herself she was in love with him, that it was real; but, every time he kissed her, all she felt was guilt.)

ii -

Stanford was amazing and her lab partner was awesome!

In her second year at college Alex was finally feeling at ease and enjoying the experience, she wasn’t the new girl anymore, she knew how to go from her dorm to the library and from there to the cafeteria in record time, she didn’t feel the need to prove herself to anyone, she was at home. Finally.

So, when she met Allyson, it felt natural and normal and it had been a long time since Alex had made a friend so effortlessly.

Soon enough they started to hang outside of the lab department, going to the movies and stopping to grab lunch together whenever was possible. At first she thought it was weird that Allyson never talked about guys. One night, they were at the library working on their presentation for the next day and when they took a break the conversation migrated to past experiences with boys but it was mainly Alex talking about all the terrible dates she’d had, and how all the boys she in high school only wanted to sleep with her, nothing more. She spent a good hour talking about herself and, even if Allyson seemed genuinely interested, she never disclosed much about her own experiences.

Later that night, alone in her dorm, Alex told Kara on the phone how nice it was to finally find someone who was as bad as her on the dating game. She could almost her her sister’s pout when she said she didn’t have the dating game down at all either so she could talk to her anytime. “But you’re an alien, sis, so you get a free pass.”

One night, they were at this pub and she could tell she was a little drunk, but then again, so was Allyson, and it was the end of midterms and they deserved to celebrate. A guy was hitting on Allyson pretty hard on the dance floor, trying to grab her waist so Alex acted on pure instinct. She swooped in between the two, turned to Ally and shouted close, really close, to her ear, “Just follow my lead, okay?” her friend nodded and she looked back to the guy, “She’s with me! Get lost!” Allyson got the hint and put her arms on Alex waist, swaying their hips together with the music. The guy looked shocked and almost ran away from the dance floor.

“Ha!! That was awesome!” Allyson shouted as she threw her arms around Alex’s neck and held her close, “We’re sooooo doing that now every time an annoying guy comes our way!” and then she pressed her whole body to Alex’s, she could smell Allyson’s perfume mixed with the scent of tequila they were drinking before and when they parted she could see the most beautiful smile on her friend’s face and they were, again, so close. If she moved about five inches their lips would touch. It would be no effort at all, she thought.

But just as quickly as she was on Alex she was off her and dancing towards the bar to get them another round of beers.

(When she’s asleep that night she dreams of kissing Allyson and when she wakes up with her sheets drenched in sweat her friend asks if she’s okay so she comes up with a story about a recurring nightmare she’s had since she was a kid, but she can’t look her in the eye for a week after that.)

iii -

Brooke is the first openly gay woman she meets.

Quantico is fucking hard and there’s barely time to make friends, and she keeps telling herself she’s not there to make friends, but Brooke is her roommate and she likes to talk so they end up getting to know each other pretty good. Alex tells her about her ex boyfriend and how he cheated on her, Brooke tells her about her last girlfriend and how she’s still in love with her but the FBI has been her dream since forever so this is the time to prioritize and hope to God that after all this training her girl still wants her.

Alex doesn’t say it, but she’s jealous after that first night. She doesn’t have someone waiting for her, at the very least she has Kara, she’s the one for whom she’s doing this whole thing in the first place, but that’s very different for the kind of waiting she wants. And that’s why she doesn’t like those romcoms Kara keeps insisting they should watch on sisters night. She doesn’t want to be reminded of what she never had.

One night, after a particularly gruesome training session, Brooke brings out the booze and that’s the first time Alex drinks whiskey. It burns in her throat but the after taste is worth it and she decides she likes it. They’ve had a few glasses when Brooke tells her she got an email from her girl saying she’s dating this guy now, how she thinks she’s in love with him and how she didn’t want to hurt Brooke so she thought it was better to come clean with her now rather than later, when she’s out of training.

The look on her roommate’s face is devastating, she’s close to tears and Alex doesn’t know what she should do so takes a page out of Kara’s book and hugs her, “Oh man, I’m so sorry, Brooke… For what it’s worth, the loss is all on her.” when her friend just keeps crying she continues, “Guys aren’t even all that great, believe me.”

That’s what it takes to make her laugh and Alex feels her chest expand with pride, see, she can be a good friend, she can maintain a healthy friendship with another human being that’s not her sister (and even then that’s debatable since her sister is, in fact, not a human being).

“It’s a crime that you’re straight, Alex.” It’s supposed to come out as a joke but the air gets thick in the room as soon as the words are out and Brooke gets up from the place where Alex was holding her with this horrified expression on her face that Alex isn’t even sure what’s it supposed to be about. “Oh my God, Alex, please, it was a joke. I was joking, I swear! I drink and stupid comes out, I’m so sorry.”

Alex always liked to think she had a pretty good poker face, she knows for a fact that she works well under pressure and, see, she’s been getting trained on how to lie on the spot for a living so she puts all the things she learned to good use. She laughs and waves a hand towards Brooke, beckoning her back to the bed where they’re seated, “I’d be the worst lesbian ever. I suck so much at being straight, can you imagine what I would be like? Just terrible.”

“Oh God, Alex-”

She pulls Brooke to her side when she doesn’t come willingly, “We’re fine, relax…”

She lays her head on Alex’s shoulder and hugs her arm close. They stay that way for a little while, just being together. “You’re an amazing friend, Alex. Seriously. Sorry about that.”

Alex kisses her head and say everything’s fine and she will be fine eventually and she’ll make some lucky girl out there very happy someday. Brooke lifts her head and looks into Alex’s eyes, they’re shining with unshed tears and for a second Brooke’s eyes flicker down to Alex’s lips.

As soon as they lowered they came back up and she’s lifting herself from the bed and going to her vanity on the other side of the room claiming she still has some things to do for tomorrow and Alex gets up and goes to the shower.

As she showers she tells herself she was being a good friend. Consoling her broken heart, that’s what friends do. Friends. Her comments about Alex was a joke and they were friends. They hugged and talked as friends. Nothing more, nothing less.

(She goes home that weekend and she tells a squealing Kara about this really cute guy that she wasn’t sure, but she thinks he was hitting on her and when she describes him to her sister she could tell he looked a lot like a male version of Brooke in her head.)

iiii -

Life sucked.

It was the anniversary of her father’s death, her mother had a convention she couldn’t get out off in New York and Kara was on a plane to Paris to meet Cat for God knows what reason and she was alone.

The worst day of the year and her family was scattered around the world and in that moment she’s never felt so lost. Adrift. Floating.

She left the house otherwise she’d end up crying again and she was tired of crying today. So she went to the bar with the good, expansive booze, a good place for her to wallow on her sadness without disturbing anyone. Yeah. Awesome idea.

Alex orders shots. Three to be exact. Tequila. The devil’s drink. That’s how pathetic she’s feeling tonight, she’ll be doing shots of tequila alone. God, her life is a mess.

The bartender, a woman that looks like she’s her age and, wow, she’s really pretty you know, for a woman. Is she already drunk? The bartender looked at her funny, probably because she practically inhaled the shots she was given. She asks for another shot, but the woman doesn’t look like she’s all that willing to help her drown her sorrows.

“How about something lighter? A beer?”

Alex snorts, “Please, I came here because of the good booze. C’mon, at least one more and then a beer.” The woman stares at her like she’s unwavering in her aid to make her not so drunk but today is not the day for games. She’s not in the mood for this, “I’m paying and I’m okay. Please, just serve me another shot.”

The bartender shakes her head but serves her nonetheless, “I’ll only give you another shot after this one if you either eat something or give it a rest for about half an hour.”

Alex nods but she sees the woman left a beer next to her and that’s good enough for now.

She stays the whole night. It’s almost 02:30 when the woman tells her they’re closing. She spent the whole night watching over Alex, seeing if she was okay. She listened when Alex told her about her dad. Alex almost could see the pity in her eyes, but she wasn’t really in any state to complain about pity looks. She was the drunk at the bar that refuses to leave even when they’re closing. Really, she was so pathetic. She just wanted to forget this day ever happened.

“Let’s go, Alex… I got a cab waiting for you outside.” The bartender, Lyla was her name, went around the counter to help her up and out to the cab, she got an arm around Alex’s waist and suddenly all she could see was Lyla’s face. Fuck, she was really pretty. Her hair looked soft. Could hair be soft? It sure looked like it.

(She was so drunk, that’s what she told herself when she was inside the cab thinking about how Lyla’s hair really was soft when it brushed against her shoulder and how her hand was firm on her waist and how good it was to have someone to help you carry the weight.)

iiiii -

She hated airports, but today she was making an exception.

She didn’t bring flowers. That was so cliché. She didn’t want to be a cliché, even if sometimes they were fun and sweet, today was not a day for that. She also couldn’t stand still she was so nervous. She shouldn’t be nervous, there was no reason for nervous. She just wanted her here already.

Maggie’s cousin got married three days ago in Nebraska and, apparently, the Sawyer family had all sorts of celebrations when it came to tying the knot, because Maggie was there for a week. She got a leave from work, she really liked this cousin, she said she couldn’t miss her wedding.

She invited Alex to come along, but she knew things with Maggie’s family was not easy, the stress of a wedding was enough to make people go crazy and she didn’t want to meet them (the good part of them, the part that mattered and had helped her girlfriend when she needed the most) with the possibility of things going sour. She wanted them to like her. She wanted to make a good impression. She wanted them to call Maggie after they’d left to tell her how amazing her girlfriend was and how they approved of the whole thing.

So Maggie went alone to Nebraska to stay there a whole full week while Alex stayed in National City. It was actually kind of good because she was in debt with Kara and some sisters nights were in order to make Supergirl not want to kill Maggie for taking all of her sister’s time. Of course Kara was happy for her, but they needed their own time without other parties involved. She knew that. She missed spending the night at her sister’s place after binge-watching whatever was new on Netflix, too.

But now her girlfriend was coming back and the board told her the plane was not delayed so she should be seeing the dimpled smile she loved so much any minute now.


People should not look good after coming out of a plane. It wasn’t normal. But shit, her girlfriend looked beautiful. Her smile light up Alex’s heart in ways it had never been lit and she couldn’t believe how much she’s missed her.

Maggie was trying to make her suitcase go in the direction she wanted it to go so she missed when Alex almost kicked it away while trying to get to her. “You’re back!”

She was about to reply but Alex’s hand were already on her face bringing her lips down on Maggie’s and she tasted sweet, and fruity, like she was having a cocktail while waiting on her. It was supposed to be a chaste kiss, a welcome home, but Maggie parted her lips and Alex waited no time to dive into the kiss with all she had, tongue and lips and teeth.

They heard a throat clearing around them but Alex would be damned if she’d let anyone ruin this sweet, sweet moment; but she did tone it down, let it cool while she was still kissing the hell out of her girlfriend because she wanted to, because she could.

“Wow, and I was gonna ask if you’d missed me.” Maggie joked as they held each other in the middle of the arrival’s lounge, nothing more important than this.

“I love you.” It wasn’t the first time they’d said it, but it was special. It always was with them.

“I love you too, babe.” And when she looked in Alex’s eyes she could see it, she was home.

Struck (Part Seventeen)

EXO Fanfiction: Fantasy AU
Main pairing - Female Reader x Kim Jongdae/Chen
A mysterious group move into your apartment building and you find yourself drawn to them, one in particular… but is it safe? Who are they really?

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‘So you are telling me that she held your hand, a bunch of petals flew in the air and that’s what we are betting on?’

Mrs Park was angrily pacing in front of where you were sat on the sofa. Sehun groaned, leaning heavily against the fireplace.

‘Sis, I told you,’ he said, ‘It’s the only way to reach all of the Outsiders at once.’

I thought it was pretty cool, you thought, your voice small in your head.  

Yeah me too, Jongdae replied, giving you a side glance.

‘What did you actually say, what was your message?’ Mrs Park said, rounding on Sehun, who flinched, tiredness evident on his face.

Blossom had made you leave her shop as soon as her message had been sent, so your group had returned to Mrs Park’s apartment. Minseok was slumped in an armchair whilst you and Jongdae were sat together on the sofa. Baekhyun was clattering around the kitchen. You glanced up as he re-emerged, a tray of coffee in his hands.

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Min Yoongi - Absolution

Originally posted by mn-yg

Character : Yoongi x BTS

Genre : slight angst/fluff

Summary : Self-forgiveness was all he wished for on his birthday

| He wanted to turn 25, here. In his studio. In his little haven, the little home he built for himself. He wanted to turn 25 as Min Yoongi even though he supposedly killed Min Yoongi long ago as stated in one of his song. No Vapp broadcast this year. That was one of his request. Every year since they debuted, he celebrated his birthday with Army. Every year since 2013, he celebrated his birthday as Min Suga. However, this year when the member asked if he wanted to do another Vapp, he firmly rejected the idea.

Because I forgot who is Min Yoongi. Ever since we debuted, I have celebrated my birthday as Min Suga. As much as I love Army, as much as I love all of you, let me celebrate my 25 by myself. Let me find Min Yoongi again. He was me before I became Bangtan, before I became Agust D and before I became Min Suga..

Jungkook walked up to him, Ok, hyung. We respect that. We will see you back at the dorm later tonight and eat cake.

So here he sat, in a place where he shed tears of joy and pain. Where he gave up half of his teenage years for. He took the time to look around. To gently skim his fingers lightly over his sound mixer, to appreciate the 2 trophies standing proud on his shelf. Album of the Year (Melon) & Popularity Award (GAON). Those were the two awards he requested for. He still remembered what Namjoon said when he asked for it, It has always been yours hyung.

Min Suga never shows his emotions, Min Suga is strong. But right now, sitting here, with all this accomplishment, Min Yoongi broke down.

With the gentle flickering light from the burning scented candle that he always light, the clock strike midnight. Happy Birthday Min Yoongi.. Its been a long journey have it not? I’m sorry for abusing you all these years, I’m sorry for all the physical pain I have inflicted in this shell and soul. Most importantly I’m sorry for wanting to forget you, to leave you behind.

Yoongi sobbed onto his hands. Sobbed for the life that was once almost stolen from him when he tried to kill himself. Sobbed for the pain and uncertainty that he went through, for what the members went through. Sobbed for finally accepting that Min Yoongi, Min Suga & Agust D is really him. All of him. But most importantly he cried for finally being able to forgive himself.

He didn’t hear the door opened. He didn’t hear the clattering of footsteps but he did feel himself getting wrapped up and hugged from all sides by 6 warm bodies. He looked up and he saw all the members looking right at him. Tears either brimming on their eye or already streaming down their cheeks.

Happy birthday, Min Yoongi.. All of them whispered it out in unison when they let him go.

He stared at each of their faces. The magnae line crying the hardest. Jungkook who defiantly trying to wipe his tears off his face but failing to do so. The youngest of the group. The one boy he brought up. He saw him grew from day one. When he came walking into the studio and sat at the corner, watching his hyung trained. The little boy have grown into a man. A man Yoongi is really proud of. Thank you for letting me in your life. Thank you for giving me a reason to live again. The moment you walked through the door at 14 years of age, uncertain and awkward was the day hyung realized that you need me more than I needed myself.

He turned to look at Jimin who is holding on to a birthday cake with tears running down his face but still smiling. Not once has this younger boy forget any of their birthdays. Not once has this wonderful young man disappoint him. You saved me. Your infinite love for the members, for helping me overcome the darkness that wanted to swallow me whole. Thank you Jimin. That’s what hyung always wanted to tell you.

And then there’s Taehyung. Sweet Taehyung who have silently went behind Yoongi and wrapped his arm around his back. He could feel the wetness from his tears seeping through his shirt. For all his strangeness, Yoongi have always hold a soft spot for this particular member. Because in some ways, Taehyung reminds him of home. Warm and never judging. Hyung promise to never let go of your hands ever again. Let us fly together Taehyung. Let us finally find that beautiful moment in life cause hyung will be beside you for as long as you need me. I will be your home too.

He stared into Namjoon’s eyes. Mouthing the word Thank you. A thousand meaning hide behind those two words. Thank you for choosing me all those years ago to be part of this amazing team. Thank you for choosing me to be your hyung. You can finally lean on me now, Namjoon. Release some of your burden and share it with me. Hyung will carry it with you.

His gaze then settled onto Jin’s hyung face. Nothing is needed to be said for Jin. He just nodded to Jin and he received a smile in return. Thank you for being the person I come to when I got tired of being the older one in the group. Thank you for being my hyung and accepting me for who I am and what I have become.

He saved the best for last. Yoongi know he is not suppose to have any favorites within the team but Hoseok, he is his soul partner. His Yin to his Yang. Releasing himself from Taehyung backhug, he walked to Hoseok and pull him into a hug. Thank you for being who you are. For always being there for me. For showing me that there is still light. That hyung can be Yoongi, Agust D and Suga and yet I can still come home from training, from performing and from wherever I’m at and know that I have my guiding light, guiding me back home.

Namjoon once said “There is definitely, definitely certain things in this world that happened out of our control, So we.. Let’s us just forgive ourselves”

On March 9, 2017, 12:17 a.m. Yoongi finally did.

adictionedtoart  asked:

Hello I am new, but I have been reading your imagines and they are awesome, and I don't know if you already did this but can I make a request? 2D is in love with s/o but hasn't confessed yet and he's also scared to do it, but when he finds a guy flirting with s/o he became si jealous and also determinated to confess his feelings (a passionate kiss would be nice 0////0) You're beautiful by the way :) Have a nice day!

(Oh my! Thank you, love! You’re so sweet!)

~ You and 2D had gotten along from the very beginning. He had gotten back from Plastic Beach and moved back into his old apartment. You noticed your new neighbor and decided to say hi. 2D was smiling the whole time you talked to him. He invited you in for some tea and that’s where to friendship began. You lived right next door so you two saw each other fairly often. You usually had breakfast at your place since 2D tended to burn just about everything he cooked. The day would then begin and you two would work in your apartment. You would answer business emails, 2D would try and mix beats together on his keyboard, it was a daily routine that you both stuck to. Every other night, you two would get take out for dinner and watch one of 2D’s films on the TV.

~ But lately, your routine had come to a sudden stop. 2D wouldn’t come over for breakfast. He wouldn’t come over at all. You tried calling, texting, leaving letters under his door. Nothing seemed to work. You wondered if maybe Murdoc had kidnapped him again. You decided to contact Murdoc but he said he had no idea where the boy was. That’s when you smelled it, burning toast. You went next door and knocked on his door. “2D, what’s going on? Are you okay?” You heard nothing but silence. “I know you’re in there. I can smell the burnt toast from my apartment. You heard some shuffling but nothing happened. You sighed and said, “Whatever. I’m going out. I guess I’ll see you later, 2D…”

~ Meanwhile, 2D was on the floor leaning against the door. He had tears rolling down his face and he had a plate of burnt toast sitting next to him. He couldn’t continue to see you anymore, he was in love with you, and he was terrified that something may happen to your current relationship if his big mouth said anything. 2D curled up into a ball on the floor and began to cry. He suddenly felt himself being pulled up roughly. He looked up and saw Murdoc. 2D immediately started to kick and scream. “OI! KNOCK THAT OFF!” Murdoc yelled so loud there was a ringing in 2D’s ears. “Wha’ are ya doin’ here?!” 2D squeaked out. “Your friend asked me if I had seen you, which I hadn’t, and when they hadn’t seen you either I had to make sure you didn’t OD or something.” Murdoc pulled 2D to his feet. “You need to go after y/n.” 2D acted startled. “Wha’?!” Murdoc rolled his eyes, “Get dressed and go after them you bloody idiot!” Murdoc growled and 2D did as he was told.

~ He scouted the city to try and find you but he wasn’t sure where to start. He looked around and saw you through a window in a bar. 2D ran across the street and looked even closer. He noticed you were laughing, there was a guy in front of you with his hand on your waist. He saw the bar guy lean in. 2D didn’t know what came over him but he busted into the bar and ripped the guy away from you. “FUCK OFF, MATE!” 2D screamed. It took you by surprise and you jumped back. The bar guy growled and tried to throw a punch at 2D but he missed. He was far too drunk to fight. 2D socked him right in the middle of his face and he fell to the ground. “2D, what the hell?!” You screamed. He turned to face you. “You’ve been ignoring me for days but suddenly when I go and try to find someone that won’t break my heart, you come and attack him! What is your problem?! You have no right-“ 2D cut you off with a kiss. He placed both of his hands on either side of your face. Your eyes went wide and you froze. He pulled away and was panting. “I’m sorry, I jus’ coul’nt deal wit my feelin’s. I know I hurt ya, bu’ please y/n, I love ya mor’ den I evea imagined I woul’ love anybo’y.” You were surprised at his words. “Really?” You smiled. 2D nodded and grinned. You jumped up and kissed him again. “I love you too, 2D.”

anonymous asked:

hi!!! ive been kinda down recently and i need some cheering up so i was wondering if u had any headcanons on my fav trans girls jason and percy?!? thanx

Aw, I hope you feel better soon, and I sure do! I already have some trans girls Jason hcs here and one for Percy’s name here but I will always find more ways to talk about my daughters

  • When Jason finds out that Percy is trans she almost cries because finally, there’s someone who’s trans who she can talk to
  • While on the Argo II they have sleepovers where Percy teaches Clio how to paint nails, put on lipstick properly, how to braid her hair, and they talk about people they like, and Clio finds it’s so surreal because she’s never had the opportunity to fully feel like some silly teenage girl… and she loves it
  • They both find braiding hair really relaxing, so whenever they’re stressed, they’ll search out the other and ask to braid their hair
  • Sally and (trans woman) Paul(a) adopts Clio and immediately help her just like they helped Percy
  • Clio adores Sally and Paul and honestly sees them as her parents, and is just so moved to see an older trans woman in a happy relationship, being apart of a happy family?
  • Clio isn’t actually really girly, but she can’t help but love it when Percy drags her along to do something like go watch awful romance films or go clothes shopping
  • She was highkey terrified when she met Thalia again and had to explain that yeah, it was her, she used to be Jason, but Thalia was playfully just like ‘wtf you’re taller and prettier than me? Sis, we need to have a talk’ - basically she was super chill and Clio was so surprised and happy
  • AND LET ME HAVE THIS IDEA of Artemis offering Clio a place in her Hunt and subtly hinting that she knew Clio was trans and that made no difference, that she was a girl and so was just as deserving of a place as Thalia and that just… it hit her hard, and she was over the moon, even though she had to decline
  • The first time Clio went to Pride she literally cried and laughed and smiled and clung onto Percy for dear life
  • They go every year wearing matching shirts because they’re like that
  • Clio loves how she actually feels like she’s allowed to show how much she loves her friends and hug them and hold their hand (like she absolutely loves being able to hold Percy’s hand as they walk down the street without anyone throwing slurs)
  • As she begins to become more comfortable with herself, she finally gets a pixie cut, and along with her HP style glasses she literally looks so beautiful, like someone who’s picture you would so use in an aesthetic for your favourite character because she just looks that pretty Percy is so gay for her
  • She discovers that she really really likes flower crowns, and floral patterns, and looks amazing in them
  • The first time she feels confident enough to wear a suit has everyone shook because damn she literally looks like a goddess, everyone is in awe
  • She’s super protective over Percy because even though she knows Percy can handle herself, she looks so pretty and sweet and she’s soo much shorter than Clio
  • So yeah, Percy looks like some pretty delicate mermaid (with the body of Samantha Wright) who dyes her hair a thousand different colours and loves wearing seashell jewellery, but will break your wrist if you’re transphobic
  • She transitioned early on thanks to Sally being the best mum ever
  • She can run in heels and can totally use them as a weapon if needs be
  • She was honestly so happy to have met Clio too, even with Paula as her mum too, as it was nice to talk to someone who was trans and her own age
  • Percy adores friendship bracelets, she will make and give one to everyone she loves
  • It was a bit awkward when she bumped into her namesake, but ‘Phone was honestly just flattered so it’s all good

This is all I can think of at the moment!

Temptations (M)

Originally posted by jinyoung-ahh

“Nothing lasts forever. Forever is a lie. All that we have, is what’s between hello and goodbye.”

Summary: Sometimes when you have everything you asked for…. it’s never enough. You have a fiance you are about to get married with soon and life is good, until that one guy changes it all… He’s that something that you need to have a bit excitement in your life… He was full of surprises and brought you feelings you haven’t felt in a long time… But was he just a temptation or someone worth the trouble to get involved with?

Previous Parts:

//Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5 // Part 6 // Part 7 // Part 8 // Part 9 // Part 10 // Part 11 // Part 12 //

Part 13 is here~

// Part 14 // Part 15 // Part 16 // Part 17 // Part 18 // Part 19 // Part 20 // Part 21 //



“Food’s here!” You shouted as you stepped in the kitchen Youngjae and you shared.

He walked in the kitchen and you opened the plastic bag right in front of you and one by one you began to pull one of the boxes with your food in it on your table. However you felt a pair of arms behind your waist and a chin rested on your shoulder.

“Who has the best girlfriend in the world?”

You wanted to say you.. but that wasn’t close to true.. You were probably the worst girlfriend in the world… You cheated on Youngjae and broke Jinyoung heart… and for some reason you feel incredibly guilty.. There was a side that wanted to go back to the dorms and fix things back with Jinyoung..

But what’s the point in that?

“I hope you’re hungry,” You said avoiding the question that was asked by your fiance and he kissed your cheek and walked over to a near by chair.

“I’m starving.”

You just simply smiled and sat down right next to him and watched Youngjae dive in his breakfast meal.

After meeting with Jinyoung.. you felt nothing but depressed. Why were you so upset?

You sighed and glanced at Youngjae..

Everything is going to be okay…

You ended things before you started them right?

You sighed and looked at your phone and hoped a sudden text would appear from Jinyoung… instead nothing…

Was this really it?


“Babe…. I’m going to go shopping with Lisa. I’ll be home later.”

“Alright babe..”

Youngjae and you pulled each other into a kiss and you walked off not saying another word. After eating with Youngjae, Jinyoung kept floating in your mind. What is wrong with you?

You couldn’t help but to text Jinyoung to meet you at the park to talk…

Maybe if you spend time with Jinyoung and show that you two can be friends and get along without kissing and cheating behind Youngjae’s back… You two can go back to normal and you can live your life…

You took a deep breath and looked up at the sky.

Let’s hope this works out..


I’m here.

You began to wander around the park looking and hoping to find Jinyoung in sight…

You walked to the playground and nothing… 

Was he not going to show up?

You sighed and looked over at the fountain and at the couple that were there holding hand and hand smiling as the water rushed out of the fountain. 

Youngjae and you used to be inseparable… You were madly in love with Youngjae, but what’s happening? Why can’t you continue thinking this way? 

You used to be happy… once a upon a time.. Now here you are thinking about Jinyoung instead of Youngjae.

You were so lost in your thoughts you didn’t even notice someone next to you till you felt someone gently pat your shoulder. You looked up and your eyes widen.

Jinyoung was here… He actually showed up…


He looked over at you and just continued to stare at you without saying a single word..

“You actually came..”

He just nodded and you sighed. Was it suppose to be like this all day? Were you suppose to put the effort in talking to him and him probably ignoring you?

What’s up with this boy?

“So why did you all of sudden call?”


“You have 5 seconds to talk or I walk off.”

Was Jinyoung really pulling a you move right now? You wanted to scream at him and just make him listen to you.. But Jinyoung was going to act stubborn and complicated on purpose… Two can play this game.

“Jinyoung, you have every reason to be mad at me but if you are going to count down while i’m talking…there was no reason to come here in the first place…” You said as you looking in his eyes and he sighed and looked down.


You noticed that he stopped the count down and you couldn’t help but to smile.

“Look… I know you told me that I was dead to you… But I don’t want to lose you completely… Just give this one day for us to hang out, and if we get along just being friends.. then why not continue this friendship?”

Jinyoung was staring right at you and something about his stare… you could tell he wanted more but you just wanted to have him as a friend rather than lose him completely.



He nodded and for some reason a rush of excitement ran through your body and a huge smile spread across your face.


You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him into a hug without realizing what the hell you were doing. As you two hugged you finally snapped back to reality and that’s when you realized you were already crossing the friend line. You quickly pulled away and looked at Jinyoung.


Jinyoung eyes were widen and he cleared his throat.

“It’s… okay.”

Great you already made this awkward.

“So… do we get going?” Jinyoung asks avoiding eye contact, but you couldn’t help but to giggle. 

You grabbed a hold of his wrist and pulled him out for an adventure.


(Listen to Someday, Somewhere by Sung Si Kyung while reading this) 

“Where are we going?” Jinyoung asks as the two continued to walk down the street and you looked at him and smiled.

“I have no idea.”


“Shut up and just follow me.” You responded and you noticed the way Jinyoung eyes widen when you said the word shut up but you continued to giggle and walked to the nearest street stand that were selling Twigim. 

Jinyoung just looked at you and then at the stand.

“Annyeong, 2 twigim please?” you asked the man behind the stand and a huge smile spread across his face and he nodded.

You slowly glanced at Jinyoung and noticed the way he stared down at the Twigim admiring the beauty of the food in front of the two of you. You couldn’t help but to giggle at how adorable Jinyoung looked.



He kept staring at you and you looked foward and you looked back at him and he quickly looked away but a huge smile spread across his face…


“Nothing,” he responds exactly how you did and you nudged him and the two of you began to laugh.

See.. you two could be friends after all.


You grabbed a hold of Jinyoung hand and pulled him into a random store that seemed to catch your eyes.

“Was hanging out with me an excuse to shop?”

“Is that wrong?” You questioned him and he stood quiet but smiled.

You grabbed a hold of his hand and pulled him in front of a rack of sunglasses.

“Come on, lighten up.” You said as you grabbed a pair of black shaded glasses and gently placed the on Jinyoung.

He looked at you confused but you spun him around and made him face the mirror.

“Hm.. Not right.”


You spun him around and continued trying sunglasses one by one and at last you found the perfect shade that went exactly with his face structure. 

You grabbed his hand and walked over to a hat section. You were about to grab just a regular snapback hat, but you noticed a cowboy hat catching your attention. 

You smirked and grabbed the cowboy hat and placed it on Jinyoung’s head.

“Woah calm down cowboy gangster.”

Jinyoung stared at you giving you a poker face and all you could was smile. You couldn’t help but burst of laughter watching Jinyoung making no expression while you continued dressing him up.

“Fine. No hat.”

“No wait.”

You looked Jinyoung confused and you noticed him walking back to the section and selecting another cowboy hat just sitting there, waiting to be used.

He walked over to you and the next thing you know, you felt a hat above your head.

You looked at yourself in the mirror and giggled.



Jinyoung placed his arm on your shoulder pulling you closer to him. You looked at him and without even noticing, Jinyoung snapped the picture of him smiling and you smiling in return but look directly at him.

“I like it,” Jinyoung says as he stares at the picture and you couldn’t help but to smile. 

“Let’s go.”


“YAH!” You shouted as you felt Jinyoung wipe whip cream on your nose and you began to chase him around. 

“I will get you back for this!” you shouted and you began to hear Jinyoung laugh from miles away.

How were you suppose to get someone who was faster than you? You stopped and sighed. 

Time to act.

You suddenly began to run but you stopped and slowly and gently threw yourself on the ground *as if you fell*


“Y/N!” Jinyoung shouts as he runs your direction and you smirked but quickly wiped the smirk away. 

You grabbed a hold of your ankle and continued to wince in pain as if your really did hurt yourself. Jinyoung got down at his knees and looked directly down at your ankle and noticed the way you were holding onto it with full force.

“Pabo.” Jinyoung mumbles and you looked at him and he slowly looked up at you.

“Why would you continued chasing me if you knew I was faster than you?”

Jinyoung looked back down at your ankle and just as he was about to get a hold of your ankle, you saw your chance to put ice cream on Jinyoung face and run. 


You lifted up your ice cream and made sure it hit his nose. When it did you noticed Jinyoung freeze and you quickly got up and began to run again.

You glanced back and noticed Jinyoung slowly getting up from the ground.


and the two of you continued to run and chase each other.




You continued to look at the sunset in front of you and you slowly looked up at Jinyoung.

You were always adventurous and always went out your way to explore Seoul… You brought Jinyoung to an abandoned old building that you used to go to, climb up to the roof top and just sit there and look at the beautiful view right in front of you. 

You would go to that specific spot whenever you wanted to avoid conflict at him. No one knew about that spot besides you.. Now Jinyoung.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Hmm” he hummed and you sighed and looked at the city in front of you.

“Have you ever wish that you could go back in time and change certain things in the past?” 

You could feel Jinyoung’s staring look directly at you and you looked at him.

“Well have you?” You asked again and instead of answering Jinyoung looked forward again and you sighed.

Too personal?

You probably just ruined the moment. 

“I have…”

As you heard words slip out you were so quick to look back at Jinyoung, but he didn’t look at you.

“oh.. do you mind.. maybe telling me what… you regret?” You couldn’t help but to ask and Jinyoung slowly turned his face to your direction.

“Losing you to Youngjae.”


The next thing you know you felt your heart beat out of your chest and butterflies appearing in your stomach. Why do you feel this all the time when you’re around Jinyoung..

What is wrong with you.

He gently placed his hand on your chin and as much as you knew what you were doing was so wrong… You really wanted to kiss him…

“Tell me to stop if you don’t want me to kiss you,” Jinyoung whispers as he slowly brings your face closer to his but instead of rejecting the offer you brought your face closer than you should have and your lips touched his.

What can you say… Jinyoung was tempting…



Ruby, The Anti Nihilist

There are many ways of dealing with the tragedy, inherent darkness and cruelty of the world. You can break down and shut down, never to recover and wallow in your sadness. You can become jaded and cynical and constantly preach that everyone has to be miserable sooner or later. Or you can destroy the world and do all kinds of terrible shit because it doesn’t matter in the end.

Or you can continue to be good, be loving, caring, kind hearted and heroic because you don’t, who will?

This Mod Quartz and I’m here to show Ruby Rose’s character development from being a naive school girl who thought her world was a fairy tale to one of the strongest character archtypes: A hero who knows the world is cruel and sad but fights for kindness and joy not just in spite but because of this.

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I Didn’t Mean To Hurt Her (Alan Ashby & Austin Carlile) (Of Mice and Men)

I switched it up so y/n is Austin’s sister and Alan is the fiancé.

Word Count: 1,155


“Alan, do you really think I’d cheat on you? I love you Alan Ashby. I love you so much that I’m going to marry you and have a family with you. Who told you these lies about me?”

You were trying to calm down your angry fiancé Alan Ashby from your brother Austin’s band. He’d come back from tour accusing you of sleeping with your ex behind his back. Hell you didn’t even have contact with you ex anymore. Alan looked harmless but he could get worked up.

You grab his arm and he shrugs you off.

“Amber told me, you sent her messages telling her not to tell me. She cares about me unlike you y/n.”

Amber was Alan’s ex and also their merch girl, because Alan insisted she didn’t have feelings for him anymore but clearly she was still trying to break us up. No one in the band liked her, hell I didn’t even have her phone number.

“I don’t even have her number babe. I don’t speak to my ex anymore, but apparently you trust some jealous bitch over your fiancé and girlfriend of four years. Look me in the face Alan.”

You grab his arm again but regret it a few seconds later when you feel a sharp stinging sensation across your cheek.

“She’s a good person y/n.”

You clutch your cheek and feel tears form, Alan had never gotten violent before.


Amber let it slip that she’d faked the messages and was trying to break my baby sister and Alan up. Alan was pretty mad when we dropped him off at the apartment he shared with my sister. I felt like something bad was going to happen so forced the bus to turn back around.

y/n gave me a spare key so I easily got into their apartment just as Alan slapped y/n quite hard. I was in shock but it was soon replaced with anger, no one laid a hand on my little sister and especially not her fiancé.

“Shit y/n I’m sorry.”

“Get away from me Alan.”

y/n backs away from Alan looking scared. I clear my throat.

“Get the hell away from my sister Ashby. I never expected you to hit a girl, especially my sister and your fiancé.”

Alan turns around and looks scared to see me.

“I didn’t mean to hurt her Austin, I get mad sometimes.”

It every ounce of self control I had to keep myself from hurting Alan, y/n wouldn’t forgive me. I point at the open front door.

“Get out of my sight Alan until you calm down and find a damn good way to apologise to my baby sister.”

Alan bows his head and quickly leaves the apartment. Once he was gone y/n breaks down. I run to her side and cuddle her as she buries her face into my chest, staining my shirt with her tears. y/n was my world and no one was ever going to be good enough for her, but Alan came along and changed my mind, well at least I thought he had.

“Amber told us she lied once Alan was off the bus. I made them turn around. No one lays a finger on my baby sis.”

y/n pulls back her eyes red and puffy as she sniffles.

“Thank you for coming Austin, I love you but I still love Alan.”

y/n saw the good in everyone including Alan, usually she was the only one able to calm him down but Amber had three months to poison his mind against her.

“I’ll beat his ginger ass in the studio sis, he’s not getting away that easily. I’m going to stay the night so you’re not alone. How about we watch some Disney?”

y/n’s face lights up at the mention of Disney, it was our common love.


After a night to calm down and a scolding from my family and other band members I was ready to face the consequences of my actions. I really needed to work on my anger issues, but first I needed to win both Carlile’s back. Austin trusted me with his sister and I ruined it in an instant.

I open the apartment door and notice Austin sprawled on the sofa watching TV while y/n runs around the kitchen. She loves to cook and hates when anyone ruins her organised space. It was one of her many quirks that I fell in love with.


y/n sounded surprised as her eyes locked with mine and I flinched upon seeing the bruise forming on her cheek I caused. The TV shut off and Austin stood up glaring at me, the only reason he hadn’t hit me is because y/n didn’t believe in violence.

“You better have a pretty damn good apology Ashby, you hurt the person I trusted to keep safe.”

Austin could be intimidating as hell despite his cuddly personality. I shuffle on the sport more nervous.

“You trusted me to protect and love y/n Austin and I betrayed that trust last night. I never thought I’d have to protect her from myself. I love your sister to the point that I don’t know what I’d do without her by my side, I will do everything in my power to win back your trust and friendship.”

Before Austin could reply I turn towards my beautiful y/n.

“I can’t ask you to forgive me because what I did was wrong on so many levels. I know I get angry and I’m going to get professional help. I want you to love me without being scared around your future husband.”

y/n walks towards me cautiously and I half expect her to hit me back, but instead she wraps her arms around my waist and hugs me.

“I can’t stay mad at you Alan, yes you hurt me but I’m going to help you and we’ll work through this as a couple.”

“I don’t deserve your love y/n, how do you see the good in everyone?”

She pulls back and smiles.

“Everyone has down days babe but then you have several good days. I guess I’m more chill than my older brother.”

Austin clears his throat and I untangle myself from y/n. For a second I forgot he was here. He comes towards me before pulling me into a bone crushing hug. The Carlile’s were a hugging family.

“You every hurt my sister again Ashby and they’ll be hell to pay, you can kiss your ginger locks goodbye. If y/n can forgive you then I guess I can to.”

My hands instinctively reach for my hair which I loved a lot. y/n laughs before joining the hug.

“This is how it should be, my two favourite boys getting along.”

I was happy we’d made up and I was going to get help before the wedding, I didn’t want to enter married life with the threat of hurting y/n again.

My Favorite One

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1,896

Warnings: Canon divergence, character death, language, angst, fluff. But really nothing too extreme

Summary: Reader recounts her history with Dean after someone close to the Reader finds something of his…

A/N: For @one-shots-supernatural Supernatural Hiatus Writing Challenge. Prompt for Week #3 was: “There’s an interesting story behind that.” 

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Originally posted by saltnburned

You bent down, picking up the box, your muscles and joints aching in ways they didn’t usually ache. Setting the box on the stack you had going in the corner of the room, you turned, the bare walls and surfaces making you wistful of the memories that were held there. Memories of sadness, happiness, first steps, first words, and sleepless nights worrying.

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AU: Pidge is Alice Roosevelt

ShiroPidge Week 2016 - @shidgeweek Day 3: Alternate Universe
Historical AU re-imagining Katie Holt as the infamous Alice Roosevelt, daughter of US President Teddy Roosevelt during her 1905 diplomatic peace delegation to Hawaii, Japan, China, the Philippines, and Korea. We blame @osheamobile and @walkwthoutrhythm for encouraging this concept.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 2703
Characters: Katie “Pidge” Holt, Matt Holt, Sam Holt, Lance McCain, Hunk Garrett, Takashi “Shiro” Shirogane, Shay
Notes: no Lions, not fully researched and thought out–just a fun proof of concept, female pronouns for Pidge, romantic Shiro/Pidge
AO3: [link]

She swept into the room again, a sheaf of papers in hand. “In hand” was too gentle a description actually. A sheaf of papers brandished dangerously above her head, already being shaken in time to the tirade– impassioned speech they were surely about to be subjected to. 

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REQUEST: Sebastian x Reader idea coming right up … The reader is a journalist in Paris and she interviews him in a small and cozy cafe not too far from the cathedral Notre Dame… Thy end up hanging out all day, he ditches the promo… And he’s got no date for the premiere so he tries his luck with her? Aahah



The cafe that the interview was going to be held in was one of your favorites. It was not far from the Cathedral of Notre Dame. The cafe was quant and cozy and had some of the best coffee in Paris. You consumed copious amounts of it on a daily basis so when you found a cafe that made great coffee, you felt like Paris was finally your home.

After residing in California for the first twenty five years of your life, you desperately needed a change. You felt like you were stuck in a rut working at a local newspaper in your small town. You felt like you needed a new start so you traveled abroad. You packed up just the essentials that you would need before going to Europe.

When you made it to Paris, you felt like you belonged.

The beautiful historical sights, the art, the people astonished you and made you feel like you were meant to be there.

Paris was beautiful and you were still in awe that you now called this place your home. You were learning French so you could fit in even more.

Sitting down at your usual table, you took out your phone and recorder as you waited for the man you were interviewing to arrive. You had the opportunity to interview Sebastian Stan for his role as Bucky Barnes in the latest Captain America film. You were a huge fan of marvel movies and had seen every one of them multiple times.

A waiter came up to your table, “Bonjour.”

“Bonjour.” You smiled.

“Ce que je peux vous obtenir?” (What can I get you?)

“Je vais avoir une tasse de thé s'il vous plaît.” (I’ll have a cup of tea please)

He nodded and went to get your drink while you pulled out your black leather notebook and pen. You checked your watch and saw that Sebastian should be arriving soon.

Just as you were placing a new tape in your recorder, the door to the cafe opened.

Sebastian was relieved to get out of the same stuffy interview settings. He thought it was refreshing to get out of the same room where multiple interviews were going to be held. The interview that he had in the cafe was the first of many he had that day.

He glanced around the cafe and saw you sitting down. He saw the recorder you had on the table and figured you were the woman he was supposed to meet.

Sebastian made his way towards you, “Excuse me? Are you (Y/n)?”

You looked up from what you were doing and saw Sebastian standing beside the table.

Standing up you held your hand out for him to shake, “Yes, that’s me. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Sebastian was surprised at your accent.

“Is something wrong?” You questioned.

“I just figured that you were from Paris since you work for a magazine here. If I’m not mistaken, you seem like you are from the United States.”

“I used to live in California, but now I live here. Have a seat please.” You gestured for him to sit in the seat across from yours.

“Do you speak French at all?” Sebastian questioned as he took his coat off and placed it on the back of the chair next to him. He wore a black sweater underneath that showcased his muscles.

You looked away from his chest and back at him, “J'apprends. Si vous souhaitez intégrer, vous devez apprendre la langue , non?” (I’m learning. If you want to fit in you have to learn the language right?)

“I have no idea what you said but I love it.” Sebastian chuckled.

“I said that I am learning.” You felt the heat rising in your cheeks at his laugh. It was super adorable and you couldn’t stand it.

Reaching over, you clicked the recorder on before you began speaking, “First I wanted to thank you for meeting with me today.”

“Of course. I’m glad to be here. May I ask if you conduct all of your interviews here or am I special?”

You laughed a little, “I try to but I understand that some people would rather be interviewed elsewhere but you are one of the firsts.”

Sebastian placed one of his hands over his chest, “I truly do feel special.”

The beginning of the interview went well. The two of you talked about some of his childhood before moving on to when he knew he wanted to be an actor.

The more you spoke to him, the more at ease you felt. It was like talking with an old friend you hadn’t seen in a while.

“So, what would you say to a person who has never seen a Marvel movie? How would you get them to go and see Civil War?”

“First I would ask if they’ve been living under a rock,” he laughed and so did you, “But seriously, I would tell them that they should catch up with some of the movies and then go see this one. It’s more than just the action. It involves friendship and family and love. It goes deeper than just the surface.”

“How do you maintain close relationships while filming with such a crazy schedule?”

Sebastian smirked, “Is that a fancy way of asking if I’m in a relationship?”

“No! I wasn’t asking–”

“I am single.” He smiled.

“I’m sure our readers will be thrilled to know that.”

“Will they be the only ones?” Sebastian leaned a little closer to you.

You could feel yourself getting nervous around him which never happened to you when interviewing someone.

“Uh–” you didn’t know how to respond to his question. Thankfully, the waiter came back to refill your teas.

“Merci beaucoup.” You told him before he left.

Sebastian enjoyed making your flustered. He thought it was adorable how easy it was to make you blush. You checked your notes and saw that you had asked him all of the main questions that you wanted to. He didn’t have much time left so you figured it was time to wrap it up.

“Thank you again for meeting with me. I’m sure you have a packed schedule today. Will you have time to check out the sights while you are here?” You asked him as you turned off your recorder.

He shook his head, “I wish. I’m booked up until the premiere tomorrow.”

“You must find some time whenever you are free and be a tourist. You’ll kick yourself if you don’t.”

“Why don’t you show me around?” He suggested.

“I thought you said you were booked until the premiere?”

Sebastian shrugged his shoulders a little, “I can blow off some stuff. How often does a man get a chance to be guided around Paris by a beautiful woman?”


“I cannot believe that you’ve never seen the Eiffel Tower at night.”

“I haven’t had the opportunity to before.”

You spent the day traveling around Paris with Sebastian and you hadn’t had so much fun in so long. He was the perfect companion making you laugh and smile.

It was nice to get to know him as just Sebastian and not the guy that the media would make him out to be. He was so sweet and hilarious. You couldn’t remember a time that you laughed so much in someone else’s company.

The two of you were waiting for the Tower to light up like it did at night. There were people roaming around and taking pictures of the historical landmark before moving on.

You were shocked that Sebastian completely blew off his interviews for the day. His phone went off but he just ignored it.

“Have you had fun today?” You asked him. You had been wondering if he was enjoying himself as much as you had.

Sebastian smiled, “I really have. It reminded me of being back in school and playing hooky. I’m sure you don’t know anything about that.”

You pretended to be offended, “Excuse you. I have played hooky in my day.”

He laughed, “In your day? What are you eighty?”

“I was having a fun day until you called me eighty.” You joked.

“I’m kidding! You don’t look a day over sixty.” Sebastian winked at you and you rolled your eyes playfully.

The Tower lit up and even though you had seen it like that numerous times, it still took your breath away.

“Wow. That’s incredible.” Sebastian breathed out as he looked up.

“It really is. When I moved here, I made sure that my apartment building had a view of this so that I could see it every night.”

“I would too.”

Sebastian looked over at you and watched as you were in awe of the Tower. He thought that you were beautiful and he didn’t want to be anywhere but exactly where he was in that moment.


You looked over at him, “Yeah?”

“I was wondering if you weren’t busy tomorrow night if you would be my date to the premiere.”

You froze a little, “What? You want me to go to the premiere with you?”

He nodded, “I don’t have anyone to accompany me and I would really like it if you were to join me.”

“Wow. I’ve never been to a premiere before I wouldn’t know what to do. I would probably be so awkward.”

“It’ll be fine. I promise that I will be there with you the whole time.” He smiled.

You thought about it for a few seconds before answering him, “Then I would love to.”

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I don’t even know how to title this, so I’ll just get right into it. I usually do this after both eps are out each week, but as I was watching episode 9 of Weightlifting Fairy and I had a lot emotions. 

While I am watching other dramas also at the moment, I find myself being drawn to this underdog of a show that seems to be overshadowed by all of the offerings that are also airing. 

What I also admire about this show is its ability to showcase characters that feel very real to me. The writing always feels organic and it makes every single character breathe and come to life. I find myself caring deeply about the struggles of these characters, and none more so than our Kim Bok Joo. But then as I watched this episode today, I found myself biting back tears, not knowing where it stemmed from. I sometimes cry when I watch stuff, but not often. It has to be a combination of a many things, but the general criteria, is probably angst ridden tragedy, or hopeful, It’s A Wonderful Life sort of moment. But that wasn’t the case as I watched the scene on the beach. I genuinely felt a number of things and still can exactly pinpoint what it was that made me feel the way it did. My reaction to it was visceral, and powerful. I watched as Bok Joo allowed herself to be playful when she was feeling crappy I loved watching Joon Hyung anticipate her needs and act on and all the while just happy that he got to make her feel better. Theory whole relationship can be basically summarized in this one extremely cute and thoughtful episode. I also love seeing the character of Joon Hyung continue to unravel before my eyes. I’ve noticed that he not only does harbor a lot of pain that he can’t exactly really share, but which are struggles nonetheless. I like that he can be quiet at times but completely opens up and is a completely different person when he is with Bok Joo. I like that she brings that side out of him, just like she did all those years ago as the young JH decided to become more outgoing as he took note of the lovely girl that saved him, to be like her, and subconsciously I do not doubt that that mentality sunk into him in at some point as he grew up to the person that he is today. 

I like that while some stories like to write couples in ways that are opposites, where one is bright/sunny, and the other can be cold and closed off. I like that we don’t get that here at all. That they both seem to take each other out of their shell in ways that matter most. I like that JH trusts her enough to tell her about a past he’d much rather not talk about. I doubt that he talked like this with Si Ho. While I totally believe that they truly did care about one another, I don’t think that Si Ho ever shared much with him, and in turn he didn’t either. That was why their eventual break up was inevitable. In the end they just weren’t suitable for one another. I like that every time JH tells BK something about himself, she never pities him. Not once. It actually makes her step back and see things from another perspective, and ultimately makes them closer. She begins to understand him more, and becomes truly comfortable with him even when she is clueless about it half of the time as to why that is, not knowing how much she actually enjoys his company and his friendship. That is also why the scene by the sea is so important to me. Their relationship really does feel so natural. It’s a kind of supportive friendship that we rarely see these days anymore because its almost always is being sacrificed for a romance that’s being forced down our throats instead. I love that JH sees her for who she is, that beauty comes in many forms, that beauty never truly encompasses fully anything, that one can have many, and  different, yet all beautiful aspects about them.

Another thing that I can get enough of is the way that Joon Hyung clearly cares about Bok Joo, so freaking much, I literally want to either cry or die or both when he kills me with his respect/admiration/adoration for Bok Joo. Another part that I definitely cried a bit too much was the scene with the lunch. I could literally see BJ’s insecurities light up like a billboard sign, and JH knew it as well. I hate that the doctor-nim is probably the equivalent to beauty in her eyes. It breaks my heart to a million pieces, more than anything  I want to tell her that that is only one type of beauty when there a numerous of other forms that beauty can come in. I reassure myself when I feel too emotional by reminding myself that this part of the journey for BJ. It also reassures me a bit that JH will be there to guide her the right direction and that she will get there in a matter of time, as he also tells her in the ep. Also in that scene, it made me realize just how young BJ is. That despite overcoming undoubtedly so many obstacles to be the top in weightlifting, that she is in fact still a woman with her own insecurities, and sometimes you can tell your heart something, but your heart just won’t believe it, no matter what you tell it. It’s also painful because, this is her first love we’re talking about and honestly I think that BK is one of those people that feels too deeply for their own good sometimes. I hate that she’s not over it, but the monologue at the end gives me hope.

Mad finally that scene in the end was when the water works really began for me. I watched as Bok Joo, whom I care for so deeply, in ways that imagine that she’s even real and that she’s like my friend or something. I see the way that she is confident in herself, and all her preparation for that very moment in front of the judges…and to have all of that fall apart at when she should be feeling the surest…to feeling “ugly” makes me want to cry forever. It really is just so sad to even think about, because the moment felt so real and raw to me. And while everyone else was cheering her on for her victory, she was battling with an internal war that she was having with her own insecurities. And like me, Joon Hyung saw right to it too. That she was in fact not alright. I know that she’ll come to equate her strength with beauty at some point, but for now, I ache for all the young girls out there that feel “ugly,” hoping that they’ll find their own beauty someday soon.

**special shout-out

Honestly, if we don’t get more of Coach Choi, I’m gonna riot. What I love about her is that she really is the mama as well as papa bear to this team. I love that no matter what your struggles her, you can trust that she’ll understand and be sympathetic and offer to help in any way she can even when you know as a viewer that it’s also not easy for her either. I love that she will always go all out for her students because not only is she responsible for them, but she also deeply cares about them and wished them well. You could literally count on her to move your ass and at the same time, will also be the shoulder to cry on, if you need it. I love these little glimpses into her character and I seriously just need more. Every time she does something, it literally moves me to tears. I also love that she puts all the burden on herself. I still remember the scene from few eps ago when the budget was tight and she couldn’t even afford fresh ingredients for the kimbap. And yet this is the same woman that will help out on a settlement fee. The true MVP ya’ll.

Who in a million years would’ve thought I’d ever reach 727 followers? …727 Followers. I’m literally trying my best not to curse in joy right now aha! But honestly, I never thought I would actually reach that many followers, especially since the things I post are sometimes so fihdldkjwashlk but I surprisingly did and this is absolutely incredible and I can’t thank y'all enough!! <3 

“You’re never alone, we’re birds of a feather.”

The ones who supported me and made me feel so special. Thank you for being an amazing friend and putting up with my random craziness. (To the peeps in this section, do check under the readmore for a tiny surprise!!)

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First Kiss
  • Ashton: Another party thrown at your house. Another night of your brother dragging you into everything even though all you want to do was leave and find somewhere away from your house where you could read in peace. Not tonight. Never in fact. You are pulled out of your book by your brother calling your name. You look up and see the bottle in the center of the circle pointing at you. "I'm not even playing," you tell your brother. It wasn't a lie. You are sitting on the very edge of the whole party, curled up with a book in your lap and your headphones on, trying to drown everything out. "Rules are rules, sis. And you're at this party. Into the closet you go," he tells you. You start to protest, but he's so much larger than you and just drags you to the closet, shoving you inside. You don't even know who you're in here with. This game was some hellish mixture of Spin-the-Bottle and Seven Minutes in Heaven, just what you needed. You feel a hand reach out to you, settling on your arm. You jump at the sudden contact. "Hey, hey, relax. We don't have to do anything if you don't want to. I'm Ashton, by the way," the guy says. Your breath catches in your throat. Your brother had shoved you in here because he knew you had a massive crush on Ash. You stutter out your name and he chuckles. "Figures. Your brother knows I think you're pretty," he tells you. "You think I'm what?" Your voice cracks at the end. "Pretty. I think you're pretty and different. You've always got a book in your hands and your cute little glasses on and you're never actually part of our parties. You just, you fascinate me and I never thought you'd ever speak to anyone, let alone me, and I'm rambling now, so I'll stop." You don't know how to respond to his confession. "Ashton?" you ask, deciding on a response. "Yeah?" he responds. You reach out for him, finding his neck in the dark, pulling him close to your body. He understands and his lips find yours in the dark, your first of many, many, many kisses.
  • Calum: Your head is on his lap as a stupid movie plays in the background. Your best friend is finally back from months on tour and you both are too busy catching up to watch a movie. "So, any new guys I need to beat up?" he asks casually. "Or are you still into that guy you said wouldn't give you the time of day?" You laugh and sigh before saying, "Still into that guy." Calum rolls his eyes and tells you, "Either man up and tell him or let it go. He's definitely too thick. You're great. He'll definitely go for you." You bite your lip, thinking if you should actually take his advice. After all, Calum is the guy you are hung up on. If that's what he'd want, you figure you should do just that. You sit up, facing him on the couch. "Cal, I love you," you say simply. "Love you too," he chuckles. "Do you want to restart the movie? I mean, neither one of us were really watching it." You let out a frustrated groan before saying, "No, Calum, I'm in love with you. You're the guy I'm hung up on." His eyes goes wide as they move to look at you. He swallows hard and whispers, "You're not serious." Your breaths start to become shaky because you're sure you just ruined over ten years of friendship in two sentences. "I'm serious," you say. Without hesitation, his lips crash against yours. You gasp in surprise, giving him an opportunity to slide his tongue between your lips. He pushes you back on the couch as his tongue moves expertly against yours. He's now hovering over you on the couch as your hands run up and down his chest. "I've wanted you to say that for over a year," he whispers against your throat where his lips now rest. You laugh, running one of your hands through his hair. You gasp in surprise when you feel his teeth dig into your skin. "Calum," you breathe out. "You're mine now," he whispers in your ear. "I'm making sure everyone else knows that."
  • Luke: You laugh at Luke attempting to sing in falsetto to the song playing on the radio. He laughs when he hears you laugh. You can't wipe the smile off your face when your laughter dies down. This has been the best first date of your life. A drive-in movie with a beautiful, funny, talent boy who knew to bring Sour Patch Kids and liked cuddling. Dates didn't get much better than that. You, despite your mother always telling you to never, ever, ever kiss on the first date, hope he will kiss you when he drops you off. You know you're falling for this boy, dangerously fast, but you're not going to stop yourself and you're pretty sure he isn't stopping either. When he pulls up to your house, he surprisingly gets out before you and opens your door for you. He walks you to your front step, still making you laugh with his bad jokes. "I had a great time tonight," you tell him as you reach your front porch. "Really? Good, because so did I," Luke tells you. "Can I see you again tomorrow?" You laugh at his eagerness. "Tomorrow? Aren't we rushing things?" He hesitates before he starts rambling, "Do you not want to see me tomorrow? I mean, that's okay if you don't, but I want to see you tomorrow. Hell, I don't want to stop seeing you tonight. You're just really pretty and funny and smart and so damn amazing and I'm not good enough for you, but I just don't care anymore. I really want to kiss you too, but I know I shouldn't since it's only our first date-" You cut him off by grabbing him by the collar of his shirt and pulling him down to your level, your lips connecting with his for the first time. He doesn't hesitate to pull your closer, his hands on your hips. You part when you hear the front door open. Your dad is standing there with a disapproving look. You knew he wouldn't like Luke: skinny jeans, lip piercing, in a band. He was your father's nightmare, but he was your dream that was quickly becoming a reality. "Call me?" you tell him. "Oh, definitely," he smiles at you. He nods and waves awkwardly to your father before retreating to his car, your lips still tingling where they met his.
  • Michael: You are sitting next to Michael, Wii remote in your hands and another in his. "Let's make a bet," he tells you. "You win, I have to do something you want me to do. I win, you have to do something I want you to do." You frown and say, "My clothes are staying on, Clifford." He laughs and says, "I promise. It won't be like that." You sigh and give in, making the deal. It's absolutely no surprise when he completely destroys you in Mario Kart. You're terrible at it anyway, let alone playing Michael, who is pretty much the master of Mario Kart. When he wins, you turn to him and say, "What am I doing, Michael? What terrible thing do I have to eat or tweet?" He sighs as he takes the remote from your hands and sets it on the table with his. "I'm not going to make you doing anything. I'm going to ask," he says. "May I kiss you right now?" Your eyes go wide in shock. "You're actually asking?" you choke out. Michael nods softly and says, "I don't know, okay? I'm bad at this romantic stuff. You just, you mean a lot to me and I don't want to screw this up at all." You can't stop the smile forming across your face as you lean in closer to him before pressing your lips to his, shocking him with how forward you're being. He immediately takes over control of the kiss, but doesn't take it too far. When he pulls away, you pout softly. "What?" he asks you, a chuckle in his voice as he speaks. "Why did you stop?" you reply. "Because I'm an idiot," he sighs before kissing you again. This time he deepens the kiss, making you tangle your fingers in his crazy hair as he wraps his arms around you, pulling you into his body. "My girlfriend," he mumbles when you finally pull away. "That wasn't a question, but I say yes anyway," you laugh, making him laugh with you.
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A Romantic Comedy by Bridgette Irish

Inspired by a Headcanon from @widdle and was given sweeping permission to “Do The Thing”

Here is Part One of “the thing”

“Do you think she bought it?” Winn asked, the morning after Kara Danvers and Supergirl miraculously appeared in Cat Grant’s office at the same time.

“I have no idea,” Kara admitted.

“In any case, she’s pretending to have bought it, which, for now, seems to be the most important thing,” James chimed in.

Kara looked at him dubiously, unsure if she agreed.  She was about to open her mouth to protest when…

“James!  Kiera!”

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Orphans - Part Seven

Summary: Your parents died on a tragic car accident. Though you were lucky and survived. Depending on how one would describe lucky since you were now an orphan and had to live in an orphanage where you didn’t know anybody. But that quite blue-eyed boy, seemed to become a closer friend than you first expected.

Chapter Summary: You visit Castiel at work because he had something to give to you. Though something neither of you expected happened. Will it affect your friendship or will you just go on like you used to?

Words: 1225

Pairing: eventual Castiel x Reader

Originally posted by youngdazzlingandlost

Warnings: angsty?

A/N: So guys, Monday I’m gonna start school again which means I won’t get to write as much as I want to anymore. I hope I can still regularly update this series, but I can’t promise anything. Feedback is as always appreciated! (this part sucks I’m sorry)

Orphans - Masterpost

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