i have to say they look like a family here

During Jack and Bitty’s 2nd summer together...

So Jack is in Georgia for a couple of days, right, and he comes back from a morning run to find both Bittle parents in the kitchen eating breakfast (Bitty slowly dragging is ass out of bed, he can hear the bathroom upstairs). 

Suzanne greets him with a smile, Coach with a nod, Jack sits down to eat. Usually, there’s a fair amount of chatter- even without Bitty- because Jack is comfortable with both parents, but now they’re eating in silence. Throwing furtive glances at Jack. At each other. At Jack again.

Jack’s stars feeling the tingle in his fingers that announces his anxiety. He counts the seconds until Bitty leaves the bathroom- no, that was the sound of the shower. Alright then.

Suzanne places her mug back on the table.

- Jack, sweetheart, we need to talk to you.

Coach takes a sip of coffee and sits back straight.

- …Alright? says Jack.

- We’ve seen the way you look at Junior, says Coach in a matter-of-fact voice.


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WARNING: YOU ARE ABOU TO WITNESS A PERSON CRYING AND LOVING A YOUND ANGEL NAMED KIM TAEHYUNG. PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK

Precious….. That’s probably the best way to describe this amazing, talented, beautiful young man.

Actually,maybe precious is not even enough to describe this amazing young man.

Maybe, there is no word that can properly describe Kim Taehyung, known as V(which stands for Victory). 

Who is Taehyung?

He is talented

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hardworking

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Beautiful

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Positive

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and so much more.

Just look at that beautiful smile:

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Its so bright

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So happy

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So precious

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However, there are so many people that wish to destroy. that precious smile. 

So many people who wish to take this sunshine and extinguish it.

This year oh what didn’t haters do to try and bring him down.

The mean words…

The death threats….

The accusation of him being an abuser when all he did was play around with a fan.

All the meanwhile the poor, poor boy was suffering, as he was trying to get over the death of his beloved grandma. A woman who raised, him cherished him, led him for many years was suddenly gone and Taehyung had to keep that smile

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  pretend that he is alright…. 

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That he is not hurting….

That he is not in severe pain.

That takes strength and courage. After all not everyone can go forward. Not everyone can receive comfort 

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without lashing out on everyone in front of him at any moment.

Taehyung does not deserve hate. Not even a dislike. After all for what?

Maybe people hate him cause of how caring he is

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Maybe they hate him because of his huge, kind heart

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Or is it his love for animals?

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It could be because of his love for kids.. His wish to one day be an amazing father and husband.

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Or maybe its because of jealousy. 

Maybe its because people have never learnt to love, to care, to hope like he did.

Maybe its because he fight to stay sting and to improve every day, as a dancer, a singer and most importantly as a person.

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There are people who envy those that smile. That hate those who look misfortune in the eye and say I can do this for myself, my family, friends, members.

There are people who hate people who are kind.

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Most importantly ere are people who will never ever be able to fathom that some kid from Daegu got where he got. They are filled to the brim with envy. They think that they are the best but here is the thing.

Taehyung is  person who used to dream of being a farmer.

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He is a person who befriended Jimin immediately and then told of his friends when he saw Jimin sitting alone.

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He is a person who cares for his members.

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But most importantly he does not sit on his phone writing hate speeches.

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Instead he works hard. Improves. Develops.

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So please Taehyung do not let others bring you down. When i have a hard time I think of how you smile. How you sing. How you dance.

And I thank you for that.

You do not know how many people you help indirectly.

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You do not know how much you mean to so many of us. 

After all, you are our sunshine, our precious Taehyung.

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There is nothing wrong with being 4D or alien like. But there is something wrong with making it seem like  negative thing. I know fans try to protect Taehyung but we can never know what he really feels 100%. So lets just make the things around Taehyung as positive as positive because Taehyung deserves the world. No, he deserves the universe.

Actually, scrap that.  

He deserves far more.

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We love you Taehyung! So please stay healthy, happy and remember that its okay to cry.

We love you, I love you. And though you may not know us its ok.

Because we are here.

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I promise.

Lets spread the love for Taehyungie !

Thank you for reading!

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My Fake Boyfriend Part 11 (Final Part)

Summary: After receiving a very rude letter of your ex on the mail saying that he is going to get married. You see yourself not knowing what to do, you can just let it go or accept the help of your hot neighbor and pretend he is your boyfriend.

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 3571

Warnings: A lot of emotions, a lot of fluffy and a little of smut.

@drinkfantasy thank you so much for being my beta. You are the best.

You are so happy, you can’t believe that today you are finally going to sleep on your own bed. “You know, I really like to see you wearing my clothes.” You smile at Bucky’s words as he hugs you from behind.

“I like to wear them, they smell like you.” You are wearing a pair of leggings and one of his sweaters. It’s so big and comfortable. “You can keep it if you want, it looks really good on you.” You turn around kissing him on the lips. “You are going to regret this, in a couple months you are not going to have any more clothes to wear.” You say playful, taking his hair out of his forehead.

“I don’t mind, I can always steal them back and this way they are gonna smell like you.” He is so sweet, you can’t believe how kind and precious Bucky Barnes can be, especially after everything he has been through.

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The Girlfriend Tag

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Imagine: You and Dan decide to give the fans what they want, and cute video of the internents favourite couple

A/N: I know this isn’t any thing about marvel but I couldn’t help myself, I’ve been watching all of Dan and hil’s videos and getting so many feelis. I just had to. Also I really should be doinf my German coursework, bit too late, Dan is more important

Warnings: Some swearing, implied smut but just fluff really

Word Count: 1955 (got a little carried away)


“Hello internet” Dan starts off with his iconic opener

“Today, I am joined by the wonderful Y/N, who you may also know as my girlfriend!” He exclaimed, giving out a laugh as your cue to jump into the camera view.

“Hey guys” You giggled, getting comfortable next to Dan

“Now you may be wondering what original video I have for you today, and let me tell you, it doesn’t get more original than this”

“We are doing the girlfriend tag!” You almost shouted, causing Dan to let out a rather loud groan.

“Jeez, lets tone it now my channel isn’t used to your happy attitude just yet” He joked, covering his ears

“Just because you literally only have the feeling of embarrassment, doesn’t mean I can’t be happy” You fire back, sending a smirk in his direction.

“Oh God, too much sass. I want Phil back” Your dork of a boyfriend joked

“Shut up, we kind of have a part of Phil with us now” You explained

“Really how so?” Dan played along

“Well, he did do the questions for us to answer”

“God knows what kind of weird stuff he has put in here; I don’t know if you guys have noticed but Phil is like obsessed with sharing our relationship with others. If he isn’t taking sneaky photos of us and tweeting them, then he is jumping into a room when we are together doing a live stream of us.”

As Dan continued to talk about his best friend, you couldn’t help but admire his perfect features. His big, wide smile that would light up a room. His unusually large dimple that you found so adorable. How he is constantly touching and checking if his hair looks okay, which of course it does. And his dark drowns eyes, that you could stare into for days.

“..Y/n?” You were abruptly ripped out of your thoughts by Dan waving a hand in front of your face

“Sorry” You blushed, red staining your cheeks as you realised Dan caught you staring at him and will most definitely keep this part in his video, because, well let’s face it, a bit of an arse.

“What were you so caught up about?”

“Just admiring the view” You jokingly sent back and big wink. Now it was Dan’s’ turn to blush, whist also letting out a laugh

“That was so cringe, I might just have to take it out of the video.” Dan spoke to the camera; he was definitely not taking that part out.

“Right so to start this video I’m going to put my hand into the hat and pull out a question. The questions are basically letting you guys know even more about our relationship and hopefully teaching us a bit more about each other” Dan explained.

“Ohhhh can I go first?” You excitedly asked. You couldn’t help it, there was something so fun about doing a video with your boyfriend.

“Of course”

You dove your hand into the hat, grabbing the first folded piece of paper you felt and pulled it out.

“Alright it says, ‘Where was our first kiss?’” For the second time you felt your cheeks heat up.

“I’m going to be so red this whole video, reckon you could like put a filter on me to make me look better?” You joked, however it wasn’t such a bad idea.

Dan laughed, before saying

“So do you want to answer or me?”

“You do it” You always loved hearing Dan talk about your relationship

“Alright, I remember it was our second date and we were just hanging in the living room eating pizza talking after just finishing up on the X-box. I was so nervous, just thinking about leaning in and possibly facing rejection and ruining it all. But then you made a joke out about anime and I knew I had to do it before someone else snatched you away” Dan smiled at the memory, you beaming right back at him.

“Then he just leant in and kissed me, obviously I didn’t turn down that face and now here we are two years later” You finished, butterflies erupting in your stomach at the fond memory.

“OK, next question” Dan stuck his hand in the hat rather ungracefully causing a few questions to topple out.

“Shit” he mumbled, throwing back three in the hat and reading out the remaining one on the floor.

“Finish this sentence ‘My girlfriend is a complete…..’” Dan stopped to think for a minute, you couldn’t help but anxiously wait for what he was going to say

“…..twat” He finally spoke. This caused you both to simultaneous burst out into a fit of laughter, clutching your stomach you couldn’t be surprised at what Dan said, it was so him. You knew Dan loved you with everything he had, it was very obvious. You guys didn’t have a mushy gushy relationship, it was more full of lots of jokes and banter, you guys were basically best friends,

“You are such and arse, why am I dating you?” You tried to sound upset, but the smile that you couldn’t wipe off your face gave it all away.

“You loveeeeee me really” He rather obnoxiously sung

“Actually Babe, I’m secretly in love with Phil and I only come round to your house on the chance that I will see my one true love” You lied, not helping but feel a bit weird by saying you like Phil, who was basically like a brother to you.

“That’s just mean, and a little gross” He complained

“Yeah I know; I have no clue why I said it” you giggled

“Right, my turn” You plunged your hand into the hat, pulling one out to read.

“‘Who wears the pants in the relationship?’ Ohh that’s hard” You thought.

“I know my answer” Dan said confidently

“Really? Alright let’s say our answers on three. One, two, three.”

This caused both of you to say ‘me’ at the same time.

“You’re kidding me right?” You said in disbelief to Dan

“What? Love, I’m always making the decisions”

“Babe, I literally always have to order for us at the cinema because you’re ‘too awkward to talk to new people’”

“Alright, alright I’ll give you that one, no need to share all my secrets on my channel”

Dan took out another piece of paper from the hat, causing yet again one to fall out.

“God, it’s clear to see who the clumsiest one of us is. And that’s hard because I could fall over standing still” You poked out at Dan.
“Leave me alone, you are so mean. So it says, ohhh this is interesting, ‘who is more jealous’?” Dan read.

“Ohhh, that is” You both took a minute to think about it, recalling moments when the other has been jealous. Most of these moments resulting in some seriously fun times together, and just by looking at Dan and the lazy smirk he wore you knew he was thinking about them. You kicked him in the shins, under the view of the camera causing him to jump a little, then answering.

“I feel like you get jealous more often, but it’s not as intense as when I get jealous.”
“Hmmm, yeah I reckon that’s fair to say.” You repeated, it wasn’t hard constantly having beautiful girls running up to your boyfriend, telling him how hot and sometimes the daring ones flirting with him. However, it had happened a few times when we were hanging around with Dan’s friends and one flirts with you, he gets mad.

“We only have a couple questions left” You sadly exclaimed, not wanting this video to be over.

“Let’s hope we haven’t saved the weirdest till last then!” Dan deadpanned

Grabbing one of the last pieces of paper you unfold it and read,

“‘what do I find really fun, that no one else really does?’” You laughed lightly at this weird question, thinking Dan would need a while on this one.

“You watch pimple popping videos” He answered straight away. You sat there with your mouth hanging open, a blush adorned on your cheeks,

“How did you know that? I always try to keep it on the down low” You exclaimed, shocked and slightly embarrassed that he knew

“Sweetheart, we’ve been going out for 2 years, we’ve been living together for 1, there is little that I don’t know about you”

“That’s kind of creepy and really cute at the same time. I knew I chose you for a reason” You hummed

“I’m not some Pokémon woman, don’t objectify me like that” He fired back

“Shut up and read the last question. Because as much as I love doing videos with you I need to cook us dinner, and get it done so it’s ready when Phil comes back from visiting his family.

“Aw look at you, you are literally the only reason we have survived this long. Anyway, here we go and I won’t knock out another question this time.” He took his time in dramatically picking out the question.

“Oh for god’s sake Phil, he’s such a child. It says ‘when did the two of you first sleep together?’”

A deep shade of red engulfs your face and you looked over at Dan with your mouth wide.

“What the hell, he did not just ask that?” You said shocked.

“Yeah you’re right, I’m joking. Lol” Dan admits, handing over the question for you to read aloud.

“It says, ‘Who/When fist said I love You?’ Now that is a cute question” You cooed, recalled that cherished memory that you held very close to your heart.

“Well, I don’t want to spill all the beans about our relationship just yet, so all that you guys will be knowing is that, Y/N said it first. Maybe we can do another gushy relationship story about that some other time. But for now that’s it.” Dan finished off the video and looked at you to continue.

“Thanks guys for watching hope you enjoyed it, and if you did please subscribe and request some more ideas of what we can do next. Byeeee” You finished

“That was so much fun” You turned to Dan, who was already lovingly gazing at you.

“You know I love you right?” He spoke

“Of course, and you know I love you too, so much” You replied inching your face closer to his.

“You know when you told me you loved me, when we were just lying in bed cuddling watching Breaking Bad, I think that that’s the happiest I’ve ever felt.” He confessed. As much as you loved the banter and jokes in this relationship, nothing felt better than Dan confessing his feelings to your, he really did complete you.

“I was so nervous that I had said it too soon, but I’m so glad one of us plucked up the courage to say it” You murmured, now lips a mere centimeter away from each other.

Dan quickly closed the gap between the two of you and soon had his hand on the back of your head pulling you closer. Automatically you brought your hands up to caress his cheeks and you two shared one of the most passionate kisses in your relationship.

Dan gently pushed you back onto the bed and slipped his hand down to your waist, when you suddenly remembered something.

“Dan the camera is still on!”

“Oh fuck yeah, thank God it isn’t a live stream” He jumped up to turn the camera off, leaving it on the side to edit later.

But he only had one thought on his mind now. You. Jumping back next to you on the bed you two finished off what you had started

Children of The Gods Ch.1 - Demigod AU [Jason Todd x Reader]

A/n: Here it is! The first chapter to my new series! I really am looking forward to what his series has to offer because I love Greek Mythology! I really hope you all like this and I appreciate any feedback you guys have! Love you all! Enjoy <33

Ch. 2 - Ch. 3 - Ch. 4

Tagging: @memento-scribet @cherryignacio @queen-of-all-the-fandoms @annoyed-kitten11 @4evahevah @crazyfangirl1810 @aworldwideapart @shortycraft13

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Greek Gods. Stories of myth and legend. Almighty, immortal beings that serve as judges to the world as we know it. Could begin and start a life at the snap of a finger. Because of their immense power they try and keep from interactions with mortal humans. Yes they try, but what happens when they do not succeed? What happens if one grows affectionate with a human? What happens if they have children?

Questions all too known to humans who believe in these Gods and Goddesses. But questions all too answered for their offspring. Demigods inhabit this Earth, part God part human, half bloods. Relics to some and freaks to others.

Wandering prey if they’re unaware of their heritage, prey to those who despise the Gods and the reign they have had for eons. Unable to get to the Gods themselves, these villains target the offspring. The mortal offspring.

That is why the creation of the ‘Camp of the Gods’ was created. A safe place for demigods and goddesses. A place for them to grow, to accept their abilities and heritage.

The camp is hidden, tucked away in a forest away from civilization. The only people who know about it are the League and demigods and goddesses who have trained there. The League is a group of trained demigods and goddesses who save endangered half bloods. They bring them to the camp before villains can harm them. This is where demigods learn to harness and control their abilities.

It’s where you live. You’ve been at the camp since you were 12. Having lost her to one of those monsters, you were left on your own. In your mother’s final moments she told you who you are. Who your father is. Saying you must find a case hidden within your home and run away. That’s when the hunting began. However the League came to your rescue.

When they saved you, you were brought back to the camp. Where your father claimed you during the claiming ceremony. A claim that stunned every member of the league and every demigod in the camp.

You are the Princess to the Gods, the Daughter of Zeus.

As of today, you have become one of the strongest demigods, strong enough to become a part of the league. However, you had different intentions. The camp had become your home, the only home you’ve known for 7 years. Leading to your decision to stay and protect it in case any harm were to come to its defenses. Having both training from being on your own and training from the camp, there was no one better suited.

The camp is safe. It’s where untrained demigods and goddesses belong.

…However. Not everyone believes that.

Jason was not entirely fond of Bruce making him move to this camp. Him and the Outlaws could handle themselves, the last advice he took from Bruce led to proving Jason’s mortality. It was through the power of his mother, Athena, that brought him back. After that he vowed to take care of himself from then on.

Though, on their last mission to take down a villain target, there was a mishap that almost led to them and the half blood they were saving losing their lives, putting a target on their backs in the process. After that close call, the League demanded they all move to the camp. Where they would be safe and things could calm down. Villains often would draw targets but forget about them within a good few months. Finding new prey to stalk.

Kori and Roy were rather excited to be coming to the camp. They always wanted to know more about their immortal parents and even form some sort of relationship with them.

They eagerly stood outside the magic barrier that camouflages the camp. Jason standing there annoyed with his arms crossed. Bruce came up next to the three, “Are you ready?” Kori and Roy grinned while Jason simply huffed before Bruce led the way. They were in awe as the camp revealed itself once passing the barrier.

They approached the gate, being greeted by the sound of metal clanging and bows strings stretching, the yelling and talking of half bloods. Jason winced at the sight, this is NOT what he wanted. “Welcome to the Camp of the Gods” Bruce observed the three.

He watched as their eyes scanned over the place. His falling on three members coming their way. Noticing Dick, the first demigod he saved. “New Recruits, and Bruce what a surprise.” Dick greeted cheerily. Jason’s scowl only grew, great now he has to deal with the golden boy too? Dick’s eyes fell on Jason, “Jason, I see you’re finally joining the camp.”

“Yeah, well, not of my own volition” he bit back. However, Dick is used to Jason’s short temper, he knows Jason’s reluctance will pass with time.

“Anyway, who have you brought with you?” His attention turned to the two others. “I’m Roy and this is Kori.” Roy introduced the both of them. “A pleasure to meet you both. I’m Richard, or Dick as I prefer. Son of Apollo.”

Next the redhead beside him spoke up, “I’m Wally, Son of Hermes” pointing to himself.

The last one to speak was the girl on the other side of them both, “I’m M’gann, Daughter of Persephone. We’re kind of your welcoming committee. We will be showing you the camp and answering any questions you might have.” She smiled kindly at the three.

“I will leave you three in their hands. I have to get back to work.” Bruce said before turning and exiting the camp.

“If you three will follow us we can start the tour of the camp” M’gann smiled while gesturing for them to follow. Roy, Kori, and Jason did so, listening to the information they were being given. Being shown the dining hall, cabins, stables, camp borders, armory, and finally the training grounds.

When approaching the training grounds they noticed a group formed and the sound of swords clashing. Coming upon the scene they saw two people sparring. Continuously lunging and blocking the other’s attacks. It was graceful, like a sort of forbidden dance. Both swordsmen, or swordsman and swords-woman, were highly skilled. Proving how fighting is an art form, not brute strength.

Jason especially noticed the abilities and gracefulness of the demigoddess. He was infatuated by the way you moved; tactically yet instinctively. Noticing how you could see three moves ahead of your opponent. [H/c] hair tied back as your [e/c] stayed locked on your opponent, gaze never faltering for a second. The opponent a taller, tan, male with blonde hair and green eyes. He looked strong and moved just as tactically but it didn’t look as though it came as naturally for him.

“Who is that?” Jason asked looking over at Dick, catching the attention of the others. “The man is Kaldur’ahm, Son of Poseidon. Prince of the Sea some have come to call him. He’s one of the strongest warriors in this camp. The woman, [F/n] [L/n], Daughter of Zeus. Princess of the Gods. The strongest demigoddess and warrior in the camp. Both highly skilled and highly fatal.” Dick explained, eyes not leaving the match. Jason nodded before directing his attention back to the fight.

Before Jason could analyze their movements any further, it all came to an abrupt halt. You had a boot on Kaldur’ahm’s chest, sword pulled up over your shoulder in a striking position. Both panting before a grin broke out on your lips. “I win” you muttered before pulling back offering a hand to him. “Still the most skilled warrior in the camp.” He stated calmly.

“That was amazing!” one of the younger demigods smiled, who stood just in front of the newcomers. Your eyes fell on them all. “So you’re the new recruits” calling to them. Waving them over, “Front and center” tapping the ground with your sword. The three came and stood where you tapped. Swinging the sword to rest it on your shoulder while turning to look at them. Standing there you looked them over, getting a feel for their physical type.

“Well as the formal protector of this camp, Welcome. As I’m sure M’gann, Dick, and Wally told you I’m [F/n] [L/n] and this is Kaldur’ahm. We both are here if you have any questions on your abilities or the camp itself. However from what Bruce and the rest of the League told me, you all have quite a handle on your abilities, and outside experience. So I ask you to behave yourselves and act as role models for the younger demigods and goddesses here because they WILL look up to you. As long as you all follow the rules and keep that in mind, we’re more than happy to have you here. And one last thing, this is a home. We are all family here, please, treat it as such.” Looking over the three, you saw the eagerness in two but the third was wearing an aura of skepticism.

You walked over to Jason, “Trust me this place isn’t as you feel it is. Give it a chance, give us a chance before you cast your verdict. What I’m saying is lighten up, relax, learn. We might surprise you.” laughing while placing the sword hilt in his hands. Backing away you looked at them all, “As much as I’d like to stay, I have other things to attend to. I will see you all at the claiming ceremony.” Announcing before smiling at them all and nodding before making your leave.

“Claiming ceremony?” Kori asked looking at their three tour guides. Wally was the first to speak up. “It’s where your parent will claim you as their child, proving your heritage as a demigod and who your parent is. Then the camp will act and train you accordingly.” he explained. Them all nodding in understanding.

“Anyway there is a lot more camp to show you and people for you to meet before the ceremony. Let’s continue” Dick smiled before M’gann nodded and began to lead the way once more.

Though Jason was distracted by the words you spoke to him while analyzing the sword in his hands. The words ringing in his head ‘What I’m saying is lighten up, relax, learn. We might surprise you.’ How could he relax? Half of him kept reminding how he’s in a strange, unknown place, surrounded by other demigods. Though the other side of him wanted to train and take the chance to do as told. To trust.

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can you do another one were tony is deaged but the other avengers are too? and only tony is a good boy and the rest isnt.. Peter takes care of Tony and loves it

“Fury what do you want?” asks Peter when he gets the call.

Its not uncommon for Fury to call them, because lately the avengers work together with guardians.

Peter isn’t so sure about the avengers. He doesn’t like most of them. They don’t seem like a team and even less like a family.

But he likes Tony.

“We have a situation here.” answers Nick shortly and then ends the call. Peter groans.

“Rocket!” he yells and a moment later Rocket shows up.

“Aye.”

“I’m going back to earth. Wait for my call. I think its better if i go first and see whats up.” explains Peter and when Rocket nods, he starts searching for his suit.

He hates jobs on earth.

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“You are kidding me.” says Peter when he stands in the communal living room of the stark tower.

“Do i look like i make jokes?” asks Phil Coulson and Peter shakes his head.

On Coulson’s lap is a little child that looks like a mini Barton. Oh god.

“How many are now.. childs?” asks Peter and looks at Romanoff who sits next to Coulson. She can’t be older than three years.

“Agent Barton, Agent Romanoff, Captain Rogers, Sergeant Barnes and Stark.” says Coulson and Peter sighs.

“And what do you want me to do?” asks Peter because they can’t be serious.

Fury coughs.

“You are on babysitting duty. Agent Coulson takes Clint and Natasha in his care. Mr. Wilson already has Rogers and Barnes. And you get the grand prize. Stark.” says Fury and he even turns around.

“Wait. Why should i babysit him?” asks Peter. He isn’t good with kids. He could…kill him.

“Because i just said so. You can all stay here in the Tower. Agent Hill has already some rooms for all of you. In every room are also some things for the … kids.”

And with that Fury is gone.

“Is he kidding me?” asks Peter again and Coulson laughs.

“Have fun. I bet Stark is crazy as kid.” says Coulson and leaves with Clint and Natasha.

Great.

*

“Jarvis where is Tony?” asks Peter and he sighs. Jarvis takes him up to his room where Tony should be.

If he is being honest, he is afraid. What if Tony is really crazy?

Peter opens the door to his and Tonys room for the next days and sees that Tony sits on the ground. He is already dressed in a onesie with little stars on it.

“Tony?” asks Peter and at that the toddler looks up.

“Do you know who i am?” asks Peter than and Tony still looks at him. He doesn’t seem to recognize him.

“Papa!” says Tony then and holds his hands up. Peter shakes his head.

“Oh no I’m not your Papa, I’m Peter.” answers Peter and oh god. He wants to go home.

Tony looks down sadly. He even sniffles.

“Whats wrong?” asks Peter and kneels down beside Tony.

“N-nobody wants Tony.” whispers Tony then and he sniffles again. A few tears drop on the carpet.

“Oh sweetie. Thats not true.” answers Peter and he feels bad for Tony.

“All kids are gone. Everybody got a family but me.” says Tony and Peter sighs.

So Tony can’t remember who he is and he can’t remember that Steve and the others are normally adults, too. Great. But he saw how Sam picked Steve and Bucky and how Coulson took Clint and Natasha. They left Tony here alone.

“No no! I’m here to take care of you!” says Peter and smiles gently. Tony gasps at that.

“Why?” asks Tony and Peters heart breaks.

“Because i really like you.” whispers Peter and Tony looks up with his big brown eyes.

“Oh.” says Tony and Peter smiles.

“So Uncle Peter will take care of you, would you like that?” asks Peter and Tony giggles.

“Yes please.” he says sweetly and Peter coos. God he is so cute. So Peter picks him up and looks around.

“Well where do we start…”

*

“And how is it, Quill? Bet Stark is the real horror.” says Coulson the next morning when Peter sits in the kitchen.

“Fine.” grumbles Peter back. It makes him angry that they all talk about Tony like that.

“Noooooo.” screams Natasha now when Coulson wants to give her some from her breakfast. Clint is already throwing his food on the ground. Peter laughs.

He deserves that.

Peter finishes his breakfast and stands up. He needs to get Tony so his little one can eat something too.

“Good morning baby.” says Peter when he enters their room. Tony is still laying in bed. Fast asleep.

Peter chuckles and then goes over to him. Carefully he strokes Tonys dark curls and Tonys huffs a bit. He sucks lazily on his pacifier.

“You need to wake up bambino.” says Peter and Tony rubs his eyes sleepily.

“Petey?” asks Tony muffled around his pacifier. Peter chuckles.

“Yes and i have food for you!” says Peter and at that Tony opens his eyes and spits the pacifier out.

“Nanas?” he asks and Peter nods.

“Of course there are bananas.” says Peter and picks Tony up.

“But i need to change you first.” announces Peter and Tony groans.

“No!” he says but its not angry. Peter kisses him on the cheek.

“Oh yes. And you can even pick your outfit.” answers Peter and Tony gasps.

“Wanna be a g-g…. man from the moon like you!” says Tony and he seems really excited.

“A guardian. Of course i see what i can find.” says Peter and Tony smiles at him. He is such a cute child. How could Coulson and Fury only think that he would be horrible.

*

15 Minutes later Peter carries Tony into the kitchen. Its a mess. He can hear Bucky and Steve screaming. And Natasha is still crying. Wonderful.

“Loud.” says Tony and puts his hands over his ears.

Peter nods.

“I know. Its okay hm? We need to get some food in that little tummy.” says Peter and tickles Tony.

Tony giggles loudly at that. He wears a onesie with a spaceship on it and Peter wrote “Little Guardian” on the front. Tony loved it.

“Hungry Petey.” says Tony and Peter puts him in a highchair. Tony looks a bit confused at that, but he doesn’t say anything.

“And what do we say, sweetie?” asks Peter and takes Tonys little bowl.

“Please.” says Tony sweetly and Peter gives him the bowl. Tony takes the spoon and starts eating. Peter smiles.

“How did you do that?” asks Sam now and Peter grins.

“How did i do what?” asks Peter back and he sees how shyly Tony looks at Sam. He even squirms in his seat.

“He is so polite and….good.” says Sam and Peter glares at him.

“Of course he is! And whats up with your ….boys?” asks Peter and Sam shrugs.

“They don’t sleep. They won’t eat. I don’t know.” says Sam and Peter could help him. But he doesn’t want to.

Tony uses this moment to spill some of his pudding. It falls on his onesie and Tony looks down.

“Oh no.” he whispers and in the next moment he cries. Sam grins a bit. But Peter rushes over to him.

“Hey no. Don’t cry, bambino.” says Peter and Tony struggles not to cry even harder.

“S-sorry. I didn’t mean t-to.” says Tony and his underlip wobbles. Peter shushes him and kisses his curls.

“Don’t worry. Its just a onesie, hm? I will change you. Nothing happened.” whispers Peter and Tony sniffles.

“R-really?” he asks and Peter nods.

“Course. Everything is alright. I’m gonna clean you up and if you want i can feed you?” asks Peter and Tony gasps.

“I’m too big for that!” he says and Peter laughs.

“How old are you exactly?” asks Sam who still stands with them.

“Two and 5 months.” says Tony and he holds up two fingers. Peter coos again. He is so sweet. Peter takes a washcloth and wipes Tony a bit cleaner.

“And you aren’t too big for that. If you want it then i’ll do it.” says Peter and Tony nods shyly.

“Please.” he says again and Sam smiles.

“God he is the cutest baby on the world.” says Sam and Peter nods.

“He really is.” he says and holds the spoon up for Tony. Tony eats from the spoon, rubs at his tummy and smiles again.

Yep. The cutest baby ever.

*

“Tony i have a surprise for you.” says Peter when they are in their room again. He had found it in one of the cardboards.

“For me?” asks Tony and looks excited.

“Of course. Because you are so good.” says Peter and holds the stuffed animal up. Its a little Raccoon.

Tonys eyes sparkle.

Peter holds the stuffed animal out for him, but Tony doesn’t take it.

“You can have it. You aren’t too big for that either.” says Peter and this time Tony takes it. He cuddles it agains his cheek.

“Its so fluffy!” he gasps and kisses the raccoon on the nose. Peter smiles down at him.

“We could pick a name together, hm?” asks Peter and kneels down beside Tony.

Tony frowns and seems to think really hard about that. Peter strokes his curls again.

“What about Rocket?” asks Peter and laughs. Tony shakes his head.

“ ’s not a good name for a ra-ra-ccon?” Tony tries the word and Peter has to laugh again.

“No you are right what was Uncle Peter thinking.”

“Eddy?” asks Tony then and Peter laughs.

“Thats a very good name.” he says and Tony nods very seriously.

“Hello Eddy. I’m Tony.” says Tony then and shakes the stuffed animals hand. Peter can’t help it he need to film this.

*
“Do you want to play with the others?” asks Peter a few hours later, when they are all in the living room. Bucky and Steve are playing with some cars. Natasha is sleeping on the couch and Clint is busy playing with some dolls.

Tony shrugs. He sits on Peters lap and cuddles with Eddy.

“I bet it will be fun.” says Peter and carefully sets Tony down.

“Otay.” whispers Tony around his pacifier and he crawls over to Clint..

“Can i play?” he asks Clint and puts Eddy next to him.

“No.” says Clint and he even pushes Eddy away. Before Peter can react to that, Tony nods. His underlip wobbles but he takes Eddy and kisses his nose.

“ ’s okay Eddy.” he whispers and then looks at Bucky and Steve.

“We don’t want to play with you, Baby!” says Steve and this time Tony sits down and cries. Peter is there in a second.

“Wilson! Coulson!” he says angrily and picks Tony up.

“Steve we don’t say something like that!” says Sam and he seems angry at that, too. Coulson takes Clints dolls away.

In exactly ten seconds Clint and Steve start crying. And a moment later Bucky starts crying, too.

Peter groans.

“Hey its okay bambino. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

Tony sniffles. It takes Peter half an hour to calm him down.

*

Later that night he comes with some dinner for him and Tony in their room and sees the little one on the ground with Eddy.

“ ’s okay Eddy. Nobody liked me before.” says Tony and wipes some tears away.

Peter nearly throws the food on the ground.

*

The next days he spends all his time with Tony. And he always makes sure that Tony feels loved.

Tony giggles the whole week. He is always happy and never says no or breaks something. He is just a cute little boy who needs attention.

The guardians show up on friday and Tony adores them.

“What is that in his hand?” asks Rocket and Tony holds Eddy up.

“Thats baby you!” giggles Tony and Rocket growls.

“A Raccoon stuffed animal? Really?” he asks Peter who only shrugs. Tony giggles.

“Tony what did you told me when i said we should name the raccoon rocket.” asks Peter and grins.

“ ’s not a good name for a raccoon.” giggles Tony and Rocket gasps.

“What did he say?” asks Rocket and Tony taps his nose.

“ but ’s good name for you.” says Tony and Rocket stops for a moment.

“Why are you so cute?” asks Rocket then and Tony shrugs.

“Am i cute?” he asks and Peter nods.

And how cute he is!

AU where Geno and the pens are part of a secret organization that time travels to maintain the flow of historic events, and on one mission, Geno is tasked to go back to the 1820s to save a man (whose great-great grandson will eventually be key to a medical breakthrough that will change history) from a freak accident involving a horse carriage gone rogue. 

Anyways, the man is super thankful and insists on treating Geno to dinner, and Geno is hesitant because he’s really not supposed to interact this much with the subject but the man won’t hear a no. So Geno gets taken to this guy’s estate and meets Sidney, the man’s youngest son, who is beautiful and intelligent and basically Geno’s exact type. So right there and then Geno knows that he’s screwed. 

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First of all, this is probably one of the best complements and asks I’ve ever gotten so thank you for this. I know it was a while ago but still, this means everything. Yay to new friends and fanfic :) <3 Thank you so much!


Remus has alternated between worrying in the common room, practically driving James mad with his pacing, and hovering in the doorway of the dormitory, from which Sirius had yet to emerge from all day. He hadn’t even touched the food plates Remus had brought up for him.

“Moony, c’mon, please.” James removed his glasses, rubbing at his homework-tired eyes, “Either talk to him or don’t but just stop with the fucking-“

“I know, I know.” Remus sighed, falling down onto the couch next to Lily who took his hand sympathetically.

“Has he, y’know, said anything?” Lily asked gently.

“No. Fuck, no, he hasn’t.” Remus ran a hand over his face, “Whatever was in that fucking letter though… God, he won’t even talk to me he’s just sitting on that window ledge fucking staring into space. God, I don’t know if someone died or-“

“I can’t think of someone in that house who could die and he’d react this way about- fuck, ow! Lils, what-“

Lily tossed her book back down, James rubbing his shoulder, “They’re still his family, James! Psycho or not…” She added quietly, quill starting to scratch at her essay again.

James shrugged helplessly at him, and Remus sighed for what felt like the thousandth time.

“I’m going to try again.”

He took the stairs two at a time, only to breathlessly halt in the doorway again. As suspected, Sirius had yet to move. His knees were brought to his chest, arms wrapped tightly around himself. The evening light haloed his profile as he stared out the window over looking the lake and mountains.

Remus bit his lip, finally stepping in and shutting the door softly behind him, never taking his eyes from Sirius. His steps were careful and slow as he approached him.

“Pads?” He cleared his throat, voice coming out too soft.

Sirius didn’t move, didn’t even look up. Remus’ throat tightened. He sighed and gave up on the ‘giving him space’ tactic completely, sitting down on the edge of the window seat, one hand coming up to rest over one of Sirius’ atop his knee. Still, he received no response.

Remus’ brows knit, “Love, please. Please look at me… I want- I need to help you. Merlin, I can’t fucking stand seeing just sitting there all day. I can’t stand seeing you like…” Remus shook his head, holding Sirius’ hand tighter, waiting.

Sirius let out a breath that puffed out his cheeks a bit, and tilted his head back to lean against the stone wall. His eyes moved slowly from the window to Remus’. They were red rimmed and puffy. Remus’ heart broke a little. He doesn’t remember ever seeing Sirius cry before, ever. Not even when he broke his arm in second year.

“Pads..”

Sirius shook his head, silencing Remus immediately. He sat up, scooting forward a little and looking again to Remus. Remus tilted his his head, confused.

“Can we-“ Sirius cleared his throat, voice rough, “Can you… Y’know, like when you’re reading…”

And Remus understood immediately, heart practically melting at the soft request, and scrambled up, sliding easily behind Sirius and pulling his back against his chest, resting Sirius’ body easily between his legs. Remus felt Sirius’ body relax into him at the familiar position, and he wound his arms around his waist, pressing soft kisses to his temple when Sirius let his head drop back against his shoulder.

“Good?” Remus murmured, pushing Sirius’ hair gently off his forehead.

“Mm..” Sirius hummed softly, pressing into Remus’ lips. Remus looked at his closed eyes and turned down mouth and wanted to kiss every sign of worry away.

Sirius let out another breath, fiddling with Remus’ fingers resting atop his stomach, and finally the truth came out.

“They disowned me.”

Remus’ eyes widened at that, “They- what?”

Sirius pressed against Remus, trying to soak up all the comfort and courage he could, “I’m not a Black anymore. At least not to them. I-“ Sirius cursed, hating the way his throat was tightening up, “Fuck, I hate them. I hate them I don’t know why I’m so- I don’t know what’s wrong with me-“

Remus shushed Sirius softly, noting the tears in his voice, and pulled him closer, fitting his hands to his hips to guide Sirius into flipping over and straddling his waist instead, “Pads-“

“And don’t tell me it’s normal to feel this way because I know that, I just don’t want-“ He cursed as tears fell down his cheeks and pressed the heels of his palms to his eyes, “I don’t want to feel like this. Remus, I don’t want to care-“

“I know..” Remus guided Sirius’ hands away from his eyes, taking them both into his own for a moment, kissing the knuckles, before cupping Sirius’ cheeks, thumbs swiping the tears away, “I know you don’t. Merlin, Pads, I…”

Remus didn’t know what to say. ‘Sorry’ didn’t work, because he knew Sirius wouldn’t want to hear that. He had a family who wasn’t like him, whom he hated, but that didn’t make losing that family any easier…

“You have us.” Remus mouth said it before his brain could catch up.

“You have us.” He pushed a hand through Sirius’ hair, “You lost one family but- but one is right here waiting for you, okay? Alright? And we really, really love you. Prongs, Pete, Lils… me.” Remus’ cheeks warmed at the way Sirius was looking at him, “Fuck, Pads, I love you so much, okay? As in I don’t know what to do with this much… emotion half the time-“


Remus let out a relieved smile when Sirius snorted at that, wiping at his eyes with one hand and pressing the other to Remus’ neck, thumb brushing over his pulse point. Remus bit his lip, “But it’s true, really.”

Sirius nodded, pressing his face back into Remus’ neck, letting a few more tears escape but, this time, out of relief and out of love for this boy holding him so tightly.

“You’re everything, Re…” Sirius pressed his lips to Remus’ jaw, “You’re fucking everything.”

Remus just held him tighter, maybe blushing a little, and never wanting to go a whole day without hold Sirius like this again.

Goggle (Small!Reader x Hamilsquad)

Words: 2700+

Warnings: Abuse, cursing

Request: Yo how about a fic that’s a reverse of your fic that the reader is from the past and put into the modern world as a smol and meet the modern!hamilsquad??? Idk

A/N: nope, but maybe small drabbles


You looked at the dandelions on your front lawn. They were fully bloomed, their seeds ready to be blown. You crouched down, picking one of them up. The wind picked up immediately, causing the seeds to be blown. Your heart dropped.

Your father would be angry. You quickly threw the stem down on the ground, trying to hide it between the grass. You heard footsteps behind you, and straightened up quickly. Turning around, you came face to face with your brother. He smirked, looking at the dirt on your dress.

“Oh, Pa will be angry.”

“Johnny, please, don’t tell him. Please, can we keep this between us?” He bit his lower lip, thinking. You looked at the lust in his eyes, and quickly regretted asking him for anything. You tried moving around him, but he followed your steps. “Johnny-”

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anonymous asked:

pleasee write nb!alex in college, like could they meet maggie in college too? also just as a personal preference cause I love the idea could alex have a really cool undercut? wow I love your writing and college nb!alex would be amazing

It’ll all be okay next term.

Next term, when Kara comes to school with them, when Kara will be a freshman.

Because Eliza is always talking about Alex needing to take care of Kara, and Alex is always thinking of taking care of Kara.

But it’s been a while since they’ve realized how much Kara takes care of them, too, without even meaning to.

Because the phone calls and the FaceTime sessions aren’t enough.

Especially now.

Especially now with their new undercut – it took a couple anti-anxiety meds to actually go through with it, because you’re already underperforming in your coursework, Alexandra, and now you’re distracting yourself further with ridiculous haircuts? – and especially now with the binder they’d saved for all of fall term to be able to afford.

The binder that finally helps them be able to wear henleys, because the damn shirts never fell right on their body before. The binder that will undoubtedly draw cries of protest from Eliza, because oh Alexandra – or would you prefer Alexander? You know this is all so much for me to take in – your body is beautiful, and aren’t you concerned about the wear and tear with such intense compression, and what will you do when you have to spend hours in the lab and you get overheated in that thing? You are still intending to spend hours in the lab, aren’t you? Because after you failed that last test, I keep worrying that you’ll just forsake all that you’ve spent so long building for… what? Some girl? Is there a girl? God, can you let me deal with this gender stuff before bringing home a girl? Would that girl be a lesbian, anyway? Oh, Alexan – Alex – why can nothing ever be simple with you, it used to be so simple with you.

The binder that will draw protests, but hell, they’re failing a couple of classes anyway – and Eliza makes sure they can’t forget it – so why not fail at everything, right?

At least, when Alex looks in the mirror with their new binder on – their roommate Lucy had grinned like a fiend listening to Alex stumble around the bathroom, pulling it up over their legs and ass, upside down and backwards, so they could slip it up their body properly, and Lucy’s grin had only gotten bigger at Alex’s excited squeals as they tossed open the door and kept running their hands over their flattened chest, standing front ways, sideways, all ways, tossing on shirt after shirt after shirt, just to watch them finally fit properly – at least when they look in the mirror now, they see their own smile, their own tears, Lucy’s grin, hear Kara’s squeals over FaceTime, rather than Eliza’s disapproval.

“The girls are gonna love you even more than they already did, Danvers,” Lucy nudges them as the two friends sit very illegally on the ledge of their first floor dorm room, their legs hanging out of their window, a couple of feet off the ground, and Alex pffts, and Alex splutters, and Alex blushes.

But then Alex glances down at their newly-bound chest, first with excitement, first with pride, then with… panic, and they grow serious.

“But what if my mom’s right? What if the gay girls just want… well…”

“Straight up girls?”

Alex nods with tears in their eyes.

“You’re amazing, Alex. Binding or not, whatever pronouns you use. Any girl can see that a mile away. And uh… hey. Looks like that gorgeous one already has.”

Alex’s heart plummets and they try to follow Lucy’s gaze, the slight nod of her head, subtly, subtly, subtly.

And then they almost tumble right off the windowsill, because the girl Lucy’s talking about?

The girl who just parked her motorcycle in the lot across from their dorm room, all thick leather jacket and boots and denim and dimples?

That girl is the most beautiful girl Alex has ever seen, and she’s staring right at them.

Alex sends a silent thank you to the queer goddesses that Lucy’s lawyerly aspirations include a military-style commitment to fitness, because somehow, even with her much smaller frame, she manages to grab Alex subtly enough to not make it obvious, strong enough to make sure they don’t splat out of the window.

The girl notices despite Lucy’s subtlety, and she grins.

Her eyes are bright and her dimples are adorable and Lucy mutters a reminder for Alex to breathe.

“Alright there?” the girl calls, and Lucy nudges Alex in the ribs.

“Nice ride,” they call back, and Lucy sits a little straighter, proud of her friend for using… words.

The girl struts over – Alex doesn’t know how to think about her walk as anything other than a confident, almost cocky, strut, and Alex is gone, gone, gone – with a small grin still on her face, a thin backpack slung over both shoulders and her helmet still in her hand.

“You two supposed to be hanging out of your window like that?”

Alex thinks of a lot of possible responses.

You supposed to be so hot amongst unsuspecting queers?

You supposed to be riding that motorcycle on campus? You can cause an accident with how good you look on it.

You supposed to have a voice that sounds like my first kiss and a face that looks like my heaven?

They think of a lot of possible responses, but they only splutter one.

“Sure, we – I mean, no, but pfft, rules? I mean, you rode a Triumph to school, like come on, screw rules, right?”

Lucy grimaces, claps Alex on the shoulder, and swings her legs up and back into their dorm room.

“Well. Good luck with this one,” she says to Maggie with a grin. “I’m Lucy Lane, and their name – if they never get around to telling you – is Alex Danvers. Feel free to stop by any time…”

“Maggie Sawyer,” the girl answers, but her eyes are on Alex’s face, which has gone pale since Lucy used their proper pronouns to introduce them to this gorgeous girl, since Maggie’s eyes traced slowly up and down Alex’s body, taking in their undercut, their flat chest, their boy jeans, their black, short-sleeved henley.

“Well. You kids have fun,” Lucy claps Alex’s shoulder again, and Alex thinks about asking her – begging her – to stay, but Lucy’s hopped back inside before Alex can form words.

“So, college has you so busy that you’re window hanging, Danvers?” the new girl teases. Maggie. Maggie Sawyer.

Alex rolls the name around in their mind, on their tongue, and decide they love it.

They shrug. “I’m usually in the lab.” They point haphazardly in the direction of one of the science buildings. “But I uh… I’ve had a lot going on lately, depression and whatever, and my mom’s been ragging on me more than usual, so I haven’t been doing so great in classes, so they gave me time off from the lab to fix my grades and – shit, I’m sorry, I… I don’t know why I’m telling you all this.”

“They tend to ramble in front of cute girls, Sawyer!” Lucy shouts from inside their living room, and Alex nearly leans in to take a swipe at her, but Maggie just grins.

“They’re lucky I find rambling charming, then,” Maggie calls back with a tilted head and a bright smile.

She used my pronouns. She used my pronouns. She used my pronouns and she’s smiling at me like maybe she can like me and holy shit, is she – she is – oh shit shit shit fuck fuck fuck I’m gonna either kill Lucy or get her a car or something as a thank you…

Because Maggie is swinging her backpack off her back and gingerly placing her helmet on top of it on the ground, and she’s arching an eyebrow.

“Want some company up there, Danvers?” she asks, holding up a hand, and Alex gulps, and Alex leans down to grasp it.

They both inhale sharply at the other’s touch, at the strength in the other’s grip. At the spark, the heat, that shoots through both of their bodies on contact.

Alex tugs her up easily, and Maggie situates herself next to them on the window ledge.

“So your parents have hella painful expectations of you too, huh?” she asks, her voice deliberately light.

“Just my mom. My dad, he uh… plane crash.”

“Oh shit, Danvers, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to – “

“No. No, it’s okay. Your parents too? Expectations?”

Maggie grins wryly and studies their fingernails. “It’s whatever. But hey – looks like you got yourself a nice roommate.”

“Damn right they do!”

“Oh my god, Lucy!”

“What, am I cramping your non-existent style, Al?”

Alex groans but Maggie just laughs. “She looks out for you,” she says softly after a few moments, like it’s hard for her to believe that people have relationships like that. Friendships like that. Family like that.

Like it’s a foreign concept to her.

Alex runs their hand over the side of their head that’s shaved, and bites the inside of their cheek.

“Do you not? Have people who look out for you?”

Maggie just shrugs. “I’m new here. New to… cities, generally.”

Alex studies her for a moment. “Welcome, then, Maggie Sawyer. Consider yourself looked out for.” They hold out their hand, and Maggie looks wary, like touching them again will catapult her into a world she’s scared to go, terrified to trust, petrified to hope for.

But Alex’s face is kind, and it’s open, and damn, it’s cute as hell.

And cute queers always were Maggie’s weakness.

Or, now, maybe… her hope.

She takes Alex’s hand, and shakes it, and she watches Alex groan good-naturedly when Lucy whoops from inside their living room.

“Can you get your own life?!” Alex calls back inside, not bothering to take their hand from Maggie’s.

“Not when yours is so straight out of a movie!”

Alex blushes and Maggie beams and Alex thinks, for once, that maybe, if this is part of their life movie, that they’re not such a failure after all.

hullo, rping community !  today we thought we ( gillian, jas and karina ) would make a guide on roleplaying adopted characters, as we’ve seen several people rp it, and unknowing of course, were actually a bit offensive. as someone who is adopted, we wanted to clear up some things, so hopefully you find this useful ! please like / reblog if you do

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The Newest Ackles

Part 2 of Welcome to the Family

Relationship: Jensen X Daughter!Reader, Danneel X Daughter!Reader

Words: 2,232

Summary: The Reader is having a difficult time adjusting to her new way of life. But a challenge is nothing if not exciting!

Warnings: being the new kid at school, bullying (if you squint), lots and lots of fluff

Tagging: @winchesters-favorite-girl @deathtonormalcy56 @sis-tafics @straightasdeanwinchester @infamati–et–obliterati @girl-with-a-fandom-fettish @alexandriajanae4 @27bmm @missdestiel67 @sumara62

A/N: I was going to wait to post this but I’m impatient sometimes lol. Plus I really liked the way this turned out. There will not be another part to this, in case anyone was wondering. Enjoy!

Read part 1 here - Welcome to the Family

Originally posted by humans-are-so-overrated-moved

The window was cool against the side of your head, a nice reprieve from the oppressive heat of Texas. Even after spending the entire summer in the Lone Star state, you still hadn’t quite adjusted to the temperature of your new home.

You scowled as the sunlight hit your eyes again; no matter which way you sat in your seat, you could never seem to completely block the harsh rays pouring into the car.

“What are you thinking about, kiddo?”

With a sigh, you turned to face Danneel – no, your mom.

God, you were never going to get used to that, were you?

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Just Roommates?

I like this one a lot because Auston is my babe.  I would defend this boy with my life ok?  Anyways, please remember my requests are always open and i am a huge fan of positive criticism.  

-Cassie


Originally posted by willynylanders

           “Just roommates?  Are you sure? You’re definitely his type so I don’t think you’re just roommates.”  That’s all you’ve heard since the minute you picked up Auston’s sister Alexandria from the airport.  She just didn’t seem to understand why the two of you shared an apartment and she continued to ask.

           “How many times do I have to say that your brother and I are only roommates, friends too I guess but definitely just friends” you say turning up the radio so she wouldn’t say anything else.

           “See, perfect example” she says reaching out and turning the radio down “he blasts the radio so I shut up, it doesn’t usually work.”

           “I think most people do that, well here we are” you smile parking the car in your regular parking spot “thank goodness” you add quietly.

           The ride in the elevator up to yours and Auston’s apartment was quiet, thankfully, and you were thankful to be home until you realized Auston wasn’t home.  Still at practice, the reason he couldn’t pick his sister up.  So, you decided to be a good roommate/friend and pick up his sister.  

           “Would you like anything to eat or drink?” You ask politely helping carry in her bags.  For someone only staying a week she had a lot of bags.  “Auston should be back soon, practice was over at 2:00 and it’s 3:00 now.”

           “We can just wait and go out for a late lunch thing” she smiles sitting down on the couch.  “So, what do you do?  This doesn’t seem like a very cheap place”

           Is she asking if you and Auston share the rent equally?  Is she insinuation that you’re mooching a place to live off Auston. “I’m a student, and I work part time and my parents also help me out a little bit” pausing before I continue “If you’re asking if I pay equal rent I do.”

           “Alex you’ve been here an hour and you’re already pissing off my roommate” thank goodness Auston got back now, Alexandria is a lot to handle.

           You retreat to your room letting them have a little alone time since it’s been so long since they’ve seen each other.  “(y/n)” Auston yells from the living room “we’re going to lunch, come on.”

           What?  You had assumed lunch was going to be a sibling thing, why were you being asked, scratch that told.  Never the less you grab your phone, wallet, and jacket, meeting Auston and Alexandria in the front room.  “Sorry, I didn’t realize this wasn’t a family thing.”

           “(y/n) you’re Auston’s girlfriend you are family” Alexandria shakes her head.

           “Sorry my what?” Auston nearly yells looking directly at you as if you did something wrong.

           “Ok Auston no need to look at me like I have ten heads, she’s been going on about us dating since the second she got in my car” you say slipping into your shoes “plus would me being your girlfriend be that bad?”  One look at his face causes you to break out laughing, causing him and Alexandria to laugh as well.  

           You and Auston have a regular friend/roommate relationship, with a few tequila induced, deep secret confessions here and there and sure he’s an attractive guy but you would never feel ‘that’ way about the Leafs number one rookie.  You couldn’t because he would never feel that way about you.  

           Lunch went by with a lot of questions, Alexandria making comments about you and Auston dating, but mostly laughing at Auston’s expense thanks to Alex’s stories about Auston’s childhood and some more recent ones too.  Alex had passed out around 11:00, after a long day of travelling you were a little surprised she made it that long.  

           You went to be shortly after but spent ages tossing and turning.  Deciding it’s pointless you get up to use the washroom you pass Auston’s room noticing the light still on.  Blaming it on your sleepy brain you knock quietly on his door when a quiet “come in” results you open it standing in the doorway.

           “You’re still awake?” he asks concern laced in his voice and your heart flutters.  Boys didn’t usually show much concern for you, especially boys like Auston.  “Is everything ok?”

           “I couldn’t sleep so I got up and saw you light was on” why did you knock on his door in the first place?  “Why are you still awake?”

           “Too much going on in my head.  Come in, I don’t want to wake Alex up” he says patting a spot on his bed for you to sit.

           “Are you stressing yourself out about hockey again?” This is how conversations have started before.  When Auston was in a scoring draught you talked to him and cheered him up, when every time he got a point the Leafs lost and he thought he was a curse you talked to him and cheered him up, when Matt Martin got into a fight for him and he hated himself for it you cheered him and countless other situations too,

           “No just thinking about some stuff, nothing to worry about.”

           “If it’s keeping you up it is something to worry about” you say quietly while pushing his hair back, a habit you picked up because it annoyed you when it fell over his face “Do you want to talk about it?”

           “Just what Alex was saying about me and you” he paused laughing a little “she’s crazy.” BANG! Did someone just shoot you in the heart? Because that’s definitely what it felt like.  Every muscle in your body stiffening.  Auston took notice because his hand turned your face to look at him before continuing. “Unless she’s not crazy and what she said isn’t crazy and maybe me and you dating isn’t so far fetched.”  

           “I take back my previous statement asking if you wanted to talk about it” you say quickly starting to get up but all your efforts being halted when Auston grabs your hand.  

           “No way, I started there’s no way this conversation isn’t happening.  But if Alex is crazy and you have absolutely no feelings for me we can pretend this never happened” do you have feelings for him, that’s the question here.  “Judging by the pink in your cheeks and the fact that you’ve moved closer to me, and haven’t moved back when I moved closer to you, I don’t think that you think Alex is crazy.”

           Wow, the both of you are really close.  So close you can feel his breath on your face.  When the hell are you ever going to get this chance again?  Based on this you make the decision to just close the space between the two of you and kiss him.  You kiss Auston Matthews.  The kiss is sweet and tentative neither of you really sure it’s happening.

           “I knew it!” is what causes you to pull away “That happened a lot quicker than I thought it would but I knew you two would be together.”

           “Go away Alex!” Auston yells throwing a pillow at her.  

           “I guess now you can go to sleep since we’ve cleared this whole thing up?” you ask him starting to get up from his bed.

           “I’m doing anything but sleeping now thanks to you” he laughs pulling you back down on his bed and bringing your lips back to his.  

           “No sex while I’m here” Alex yells out again causing you to laugh and Auston to tell her to shut up again.  

anonymous asked:

RFA meets a little sister of MC that looks like a mini MC. MC might be jealous a bit of how much attention they give mini MC. (Maybe you can somehow work out Saeyoung saying "MC Shrunk!?! Omg, I didn't do it!!!!") Please and have a lovely day!

Such a cute request! Hope you like it! ^^

RFA react to MC’s little sister who looks like her

Zen

  • I mean, if you weren’t already adorable enough…
  • He’s always waiting for your family reunions just so he can see her, he likes to play with her and give her piggy rides
  • He even lets her braid and do piggy tails in his hair! Which… he never let you… no! you’re not jealous of your little sister, that’s ridiculous!
  • But look at them, he’s even taking selfies of him with his hair like this! Ugh… okay, you’re jealous.
  • When you confront him, he laughs because you look so embarrassed for even thinking like this. You know how pathetic you’re being, blushing and looking away like this.
  • So he keeps teasing you, but on a more serious note: “I like hanging out with her because she looks like you, but has my personality, babe, she’s probably like our daughter is going to be.”
  • Well, he was trying to be serious, but couldn’t help but chuckle when he sees you blushing hard.
  • He loves to see your flustered face, that’s something not even your sister can pull it off so adorably.

Yoosung

  • You keep telling him his sister looks a lot like him, but this is on a complete different level.
  • He’s always very shy at your family reunions, but he always loosens up when your sister is there.
  • She makes him play with her dolls and he doesn’t even flinch, he doesn’t look flustered or uncomfortable. Why is he not like this to you all the time too?
  • He’s talking so much while he comes up with stories for Barbie and her friends,. When he’s alone with you, it’s so hard to make him speak his mind, what he wants, what he needs from you…
  • You know you’re being ridiculous, especially when you apparently hurt him by telling him all this. Shit! She’s just a kid, why does she make you feel like this?
  • He apologizes a lot, and you have to reassure him a million times you’re the wrong one here. “I’m sorry, MC. I’m just trying to show you I can deal with children really well, you know… because I… I… we… gonna have a baby one day and… ahh! Pretend I didn’s say that!”
  • You knew how much he wants a kid with you, but it’s the first time he says it that clear and loud.
  • Like, really loud, your whole family is staring at him, but he looks determined… oh wow!

Jaehee

  • She’s a little scared, how is that even possible?
  • You thought she wasn’t really fond of kids, well, apparently you were wrong, she plays along whenever your sister grab her hand and take her from the adults table.
  • She draws Jaehee, you, an alligator, a flower… so much draws! And Jaehee draws too, you thought she only drew at coffee foam…
  • It’s not that you’re jealous, you’re just intrigued. You’re seeing a new side of her you thought it wasn’t really there. Why did she never show you before? She doesn’t trust you enough?
  • No! You can’t jump in conclusions like that just because she’s drawing with your freaking sister! Pull yourself together!
  • She asks you what’s wrong, and you don’t feel like lying to her. She’s… intrigued too, your mind work in a very weird way.
  • “Well, I don’t know what to tell you, I just play with your sister because I’m still trying to be comfortable around your family, I know some of them are judging us… me, and… she doesn’t judge. Kids never judge.”
  • Congratulations! You’re the worst brat alive! She comforts you telling you’re very cute being jealous of a mini-you.
  • “I’m not jealous! And we don’t even look like that much!” oh my… you two even pout similarly!

Jumin

  • Could you be any cuter? Okay, it’s not really you, but… you probably looked like this when you were a child, right? Lovely
  • He’s always so stiff and formal around your family, but your sister appears and he’s a completely different man.
  • He reads her stories and encourages her to create her own, she can say the weirdest and craziest thing, he’s laughing and telling her that’s really creative!
  • He’s laughing! Not smirking, not chuckling, he’s LAUGHING! The only time he ever laughed with you, he was drunk! HE’S PRETTY SOBER NOW! WTF?
  • You don’t have the guts to confront him over something so silly and kinda crazy, but he notices the way you glare at him.
  • When you finally tell him, he just nods and apologizes. Now you’re feeling guilty, he was having so much fun before…
  • “I’m sorry if it bothers you, my love. It’s just your sister reminds me a lot of you, she’s very creative and smart, I’m just encouraging her to be her best self, just like you already are.”
  • HOLY SHIT! Is this man even real? You feel your face on fire, how can he say things like this and look so stoic while you’re a blushing mess?
  • But you manage to calm down when he laughs before giving you a little peck in the lips.

Saeyoung

  • A pocket version of you! Yay!!!
  • Forget your family, he just says a quick hi and goes straight to your sister. Who’s the kid here? It’s hard to tell…
  • He runs around with her everywhere. Piggy rides, hide and seek, he even lets her wear his glasses. Not too much, because she can have a headache and he… needs them to see.
  • You think it’s adorable, but he completely forgets about you the whole day, it’s all about mini-MC. You’re starting to miss him, even his bad puns and silly pranks…
  • You know how much he would tease you if you brought up something like this, so you don’t say anything.
  • And you keep saying anything even in your way back home, he just assumes you’re tired. “I’m tired too, mini-MC couldn’t give me a rest!” he sighs “It’s so nice, right? See kids being kids, being able to have fun and go crazy…”
  • Oh… you know what this is about… stupid brat! Of course he would like to hang out more with a kid, he never had the chance to be one! His childhood was hell, of course he would compensate a little being an adult!
  • Ah…  he’s gonna be such a great father one day and… wait! Are you really thinking about this? Right now?
  • “And she looks so much like you! Do you think our kids will look more like you or more like me?” “We’ll only know if we try… I-I’m ready!  You… do you feel ready to try?” the way he brakes the car and smiles at you can only mean “yes”.
undisclosed desires

length: 2k

genre(s): smut

triggers/warnings: none 

simon follows baz into the woods and finds more than he bargained for

a/n: bless @cherryonsimon for wading through this incoherent mess x.x (also readmores don’t seem to work on mobile but if you click my url it should take you to the post ^__^)

for day 7 of @snowbaz-feda!!



Simon

This is all Baz’s fault. If he hadn’t decided to sneak out of our room and into the Wavering Wood right before the drawbridge went up for the night, I wouldn’t be stuck out here with him. Well, not with him. Behind him. Far behind him. But not too far that I can’t tell what he’s up too. Except…except I can’t see him anymore.

I think I’m lost.

This is all Baz’s fault.

Baz

Snow must be delusional if he thinks I can’t tell he followed me. From the unmistakable swish of his sword as he cuts through the branches, to his heavy clomp, I can hear him coming from miles away. I make sure my path is full of twists and turns, until I can’t hear anything behind me. Then I go searching for something to drink.

There’s a large buck visible through the trees and I cast quiet as a mouse on myself. He doesn’t hear me coming until it’s too late and I’m sinking my fangs into his proud neck. There’s always that pang of regret that comes seconds before I bite, the knowledge that I’m stealing the life away from an animal. But, then again, doesn’t everyone? Is my drinking this deer’s blood really any different than someone eating a burger?

I take my time draining the creature, enjoying every drop. I haven’t been able to feed like this since returning to Watford and I notice the difference almost instantly. I feel stronger, healthier; like maybe I can take on whatever’s coming for me this year.

I drop the carcass to the ground, wiping the back of my hand across my mouth.

And that’s when I hear him.

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college boyfriend!minhyuk

Originally posted by wonhontology

  • man have ya’ll ever met a human puppy cause this!! ^^^ is it
  • for the boyfriend!minhyuk request~
  • literally everything screams boyfriend to me about minhyuk
  • try and tell me he wouldn’t be the sweetest thing since peach cobbler (i sound so texan when i say that)
  • okay, okay, okay, so minhyuk, this angel is an RA

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You know what, the Captain Swan was bad enough but now I also have Charming Family and Captain Charming feelings and IT IS JUST TOO MUCH. I CANNOT HANDLE IT ANYMORE.

LIKE LOOK AT THIS BULLSHIT. HE’S MAKING THE SAME FACE AS WHEN HE SAW HER WHEN SHE WAS 10. HE LOVES HER SO FUCKING MUCH.

AND THIS HUGGGG. THEY’RE TOGETHER AGAIN

BECAUSE EMMA HOPED TOO. I CRY SO MUCH.

BUT THEN THIS. FUCKING THIS. KILLIAN’S FIRST THING HE SAYS IS THAT EMMA MUST NOT HAVE TOLD YOU MY SECRET BECAUSE WHY ELSE WOULD YOU SACRIFICE YOURSELF FOR ME BUT WHEN HE HEARS THAT DAVID KNEW HIS SECRET AND DID IT ANYWAY, HE’S LIKE THE FUCKKK? FOR A SECOND HE DOES NOT COMPUTE. BECAUSE HE CANNOT COMPREHEND

THAT SOMEONE MIGHT FORGIVE AND LOVE HIM AND THEN DAVID IS LIKE WE ALL KNOW YOU’RE A CHANGED MAN

AND EMMA’S LIKE FUCK YES AND SHE’S SO HAPPY HER FAMILY IS TOGETHER.

AND THEN THE SMILE. IT’S SO LIKE GRATEFUL AND RELIEVED

AND HE DUCKS HIS HEAD AND HE LOOKS SO YOUNG HERE. LIKE DAVID IS HIS OLDER BROTHER. AND I HAVE 12 EMOTIONS.

UGH THIS IS TOO MUCH.

New Besties

This wasn’t actually requested because i have been having a really hard time writing requests lately. Fear not though the requests will get done at some point. 

Jughead x reader 

Reader is new to Riverdale and she ends up being friends with Cheryl but Jughead helps her end that friendship since she hates Cheryl

Originally posted by betty-and-jughead


Being one of the river vixens was hard already. Put that on top of being one of the shyest people alive. Not fun. Cheryl Blossom had taken a liking to me if you could even call it that. I was new and right as I stepped in she came and spoke to me. It was nice to have someone actually speak to me since I didn’t know anybody but now I want her gone. She is the devil in a pretty girls body.The first time I noticed something might be off was when I talked about homework with her

Flashback

“Ugh. my creative writing teacher is giving me an assignment.” I complained as I sat with three of the girls after cheerleading practice

“What’s the assignment” Anna, one of Cheryl’s minions asked me.

“I have to write a four-page love story with at least two cliches,” I said. I didn’t even know what the hell I was gonna use but then something or more like someone gave me an idea. “Maybe I’ll write it about a popular girl who is in love with a geeky guy nobody notices.” I started but Cheryl caught me off before I finish my epic story about my own life. I was unbelievably in love with Jughead Jones but he didn’t notice me.

“Ew. Those girls are so gross. Like if you’re popular you should try to keep being popular hanging with the outsiders isn’t gonna help you in the long run” she said. I didn’t really pay attention, though. Jughead had sat down and I noticed how he started typing away on his computer. “Right Y/N,” Cheryl said.

“Yeah sure,” I said not really having known what she had talked about.

End of flashback

I sat with the other cheerleaders talking about who our lab partners were. I was more than happy with mine. I had finally after 4 months of waiting been paired up with Jughead on something. “Yeah, that sucks. Luckily I got Reggie.” Cheryl said. I turned to look at her with a questionable expression.

“Really. You think that’s lucky. Reggie knows about as much as my little 3-year-old-brother” I commented making the other girls laugh.

“Yeah well at least mine isn’t creepy” she said referring to Jughead. I turned around and looked at him. He was sitting all alone in the corner of the cafeteria.

“Jughead isn’t creepy. He’s actually really nice, we have creative writing together” I said making Cheryl the one with a questionable expression.

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“If Love’s So Easy, Why Is It Hard?”: A Timeline.

Summary:

Two moms, four kids. What could possibly go wrong? The Griffin-Woods family seemingly has the perfect life, at least until Lexa’s (over?)zealousness as NYC’s top young prosecutor means she starts making some very dangerous enemies whose only goal is to remove her from the equation. By any means necessary.


Since we’re ramping up for the last twelve chapters and I still felt like I should give you guys something more for the 2000+ kudos and the 1000+ comments on the fic, here is the timeline a handful of people had asked for. 

The timeline is color coded. For example: if it’s a Lexa event/chapter it’s green, Clarke is blue, Clexa is grey, chapters that are mostly family is beige, and the kids each have their own color. 

Obviously this is full of spoilers so if you haven’t caught up/haven’t read it then don’t look at the timeline.

[AO3 LINK]  -//-  [SOCIAL MEDIA AU]

  ‘ ‘ Imagine being betrothed to Robb Stark and meeting him
  for the first time / PART 2. ‘ ‘

Gif’s not mine, credits to the owner.
A/N: Here’s the second part of this imagine, as requested! You can find part one here. Requests are always open.

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Robb Stark was a magnificent young man, just like your mother told you.
The night before was given a feast in your family’s honor and you met his brothers, sisters and parents. You spent all night talking to Robb, hearing the story of Winterfell, his family and about his childhood. Every time he had looked at you, you had felt like you were in heaven. With his piercing blue eyes, and that beautiful smile of his that made your heart flutter.
Now, just like promised the day before, you were riding with Robb in the woods. 

“ I really like Winterfell. “ you speaked after a quiet silence, smiling sweetly to your future husband. He looked at you curiously, returning the smile.

“ Do you? “

“ Yes. It is not like the South, actually it’s very cold. But I do enjoy being here. “

Robb didn’t say anything, he just laughed quietly. He couldn’t believe that you were gonna be his wife. When his father told him that he had to marry a girl he got angry and felt like all his freedom was soon to be gone. If he had to get married he had to think about his new family first, cherish his wife, have children, and he was way to young for that  or at least, that’s what he thought. After getting to knowing you, the only thing he wanted to do was kiss you, hold you againt his body and make you his. Was this what they called love? When you arrived at a little glade, you got down from your horses. Robb approached you, and you gently interlocked your arm with his.

“ You know, “ Robb started, looking at you. You had started walking beside the little creek that flowed in the woods. “ at first I thought you were just some ordinary lady, but yesterday night you proved me wrong. You are gentle, lady (Y/N), you are a beatiful person and you have a kind heart. Every time I look at you I think about all the beautiful years we will spend together. I… I never felt something like this. “

You stopped, looking at him with glistening eyes. So he felt it too. Now Robb was towering you, and he was looking at you like you were a goddess. His goddess. Your gloved hand went to his strong chest, covered with fur coats and leather. 

“ When my father told me I was going to marry you I was afraid. I thought you were an old lord who would use me. ” you confessed, and Robb laughed a little, shaking his head. His hand caressed gently you red, puffed cheek, sending goosebumps down your spine.

“ You thought I was some old lord, huh? Well, from your look yesterday I could say you were pretty satisfied when you saw me for the first time. ” he quirked a brow, causing you to laugh and hitting him gently.

“ Could you blame me? “

“ Not at all, my lady. “ 

And after these words, Robb leaned slowly and brushed his lips with yours. As like for asking permission, he stopped before you nodded. He kissed you, and oh, was this a kiss. You felt his soft lips moving slowly on yours, and it felt like those lips were made just for yours. The kiss was gentle, a little sloppy, and in that precise moment you knew that you were starting to fall in love with Robb Stark and there was no coming back.