i just need them back in my life okay

  ‘start an argument’ starters

  • what in the world is this!?
  • i thought i was clear!
  • this is why we can’t have nice things!
  • do you understand the damage you’ve done here!?
  • there’s no coming back from this, ever!
  • get away from me!
  • i can’t believe you would do this to me!
  • i’m not talking about this ANY more.
  • i can’t believe you lied to me… again!
  • no! just leave me alone!
  • i’ve never been more angry at you in my entire life!
  • did you seriously think this would be okay?
  • forget it!
  • i can’t even look at you right now!
  • i think you should go.
  • i can’t believe you’d do this to me…
  • you were flirting with them!
  • was it worth it?
  • i can’t do this anymore!
  • you need to pull yourself together.
  • i don’t believe you.
  • how am i supposed to trust you now?

Context: My wild mage sorcerer and her gang just came up on a druid and the two missing nobles we were looking for, both having their signet rings on them we were supposed to collect. (This is Sunless Citadel) and I’m fairly new to D&D

DM: You walk towards a great tree, you can hear a stream in the distance and everything looks quite healthy despite it being underground. In front of the tree you see a woman sorcerer and a male paladin carrying the signet rings you’re looking for, both have eyes that are glazed over. In the back is a druid. They all have skin that looks like wood.

Nia(Me): Are they okay?

Druid: We all are, we have received the blessing of our tree.

Nia(OOC): Why is his skin like that….mmh

Nia: You all look a little off….what spell is that.

Druid: Just another blessing from our tree, it’s a simple spell…

Nia: Could you tell me the name of it?

Druid: What need is there, it’s quite common

Nia: I know much about spells, spending most of my life learning about them after all.

Druid: Well you must not have studied enough…

Nia (OOC): Did he just insult my intelligence…BURN THE TREE

After a fight where we burned the tree and killed the people we had to find in the process

Nia(OOC): What was the spell?

DM: Barkskin….

Okay honestly.  Let me try to get this all out before I forget any more of it because I have already forgotten so many things.

So when I was waiting for my turn to meet Tay, Elise was chatting with me and I had said I was so nervous to meet Tay (but a good nervous, an excited nervous).  And then she asked me if I had an idea for my pose yet and I told her that I actually left my art books with Ali and inside one of them I had two watercolor paintings that I showed Taylor during my live and I really wanted to see if I could have them for our picture together.  Elisne, being the angel that she is, went to check with Ali and came back to me saying that Ali was going to look for them and someone might have to go before me (which I was like YO I WILL WAIT ALL NIGHT IF IT MEANS GETTING MY PAINTINGS FOR A PICTURE).  And then sure, enough, Ali (also being an angel) had gotten them and left them in the room with Erica.  As I was walking down the steps Erica said “the next girl made these for you” and I heard Tay say”oh, Kelsey!”  And then she turned around and I came into the room and she did THE CUTEST shimmy and was like “HHEEEEEYYYYYY KELS!” And I froze right there - almost walked right out because I was so happy with just that moment alone.

And so we chatted a little and she started off with “YOU’RE SO _____” and it was something like amazing/incredible/wonderful/IDK I AM BLANKING SO HARD ON THE WORD DANGIT.  And then we talked about how she was so happy I could make it and she was nervous that I wouldn’t be able to with teaching and being so  busy.  Then I mumbled out a few times I LOVE YOU and she said something about how funny it was to meet me on my live like that and she mentioned how she jumped in saying SHOW US MORE ART and she said she actually screenshotted me so many times saying she fell in love with me and was like YEP HER I NEED TO MEET HER.  (And I super freaked out big time because this is the lady I have looked up to my whole life since I was 14 and she wanted to meet me WOW).

And so then she asked if it was okay to take the paintings out of their sleeves and I said of course and that I thought it would be cute to hold them out to the camera in front of us AND SO WE DID. But then we got blurred out in the back so she said,”okay now let’s also just do a cute one” and WE HUGGED AND SMILED AND IT WAS UNREAL WHAATTTT.

And so then she said, “Abigail look what Kelsey made me!”  And she passed them over to Abigail and I made sure to tell her congratulations!! (Also she is the most beautiful human WOW and so sweet and WOW).  And Abigail looked at me and said thanks but then she said “WAIT YOU MADE THESE WITH YOUR OWN HANDS?!!!” AND I DIED BECAUSE WOW.

I said something about Taylor getting to keep them and Tay looked at me and said something like WAIT WHAT? And made THE CUTEST FACE like???? THESE ARE FOR ME? And I mumbled out something along the lines of well you inspired them and I want you to have them! And I told her that I also left my art books for her too so she could always have some of my art with her.

And then I started to leave and we hugged again and I like reached my hand out as I left and she reached back at me and grabbed it AND I JUST WISH I COULD REPLAY TONIGHT OVER AND OVER AND LIVE IN THAT HAPPINESS FOREVER.

Tonight was  DEFINITELY worth the wait from 14 to 25.  My heart is so happy, I love you Taylor.

anonymous asked:

I'm just swooning in Tesco bc the image of Harry in suit putting possesively his hand on Draco's lower back while he leads him to the dancing floor on some ball and then they start to dance and all the ppl r watching them and Draco is anxious so Harry pushes him closer and brushes his cheek over Draco's and the hand on Draco's lowerback just screams"this is my man and m gonna kill everyone who won't look kindly at him" hit me and bc I think it' all your fault I need Help oh gosh these twocries


@camael-fanart Please?!?!?

Schrödinger's patient.

When I was a new EMT and chatted with my jaded colleagues, only once did I hear the words Schrödinger’s patient, and when I did the conversation ended quickly. I pressed, wanting to know more, but I was firmly instructed to leave off.

I pondered it every now and again. I’d seen most every callout type. From minor fender benders, fraught roadside scenes of dismemberment or deaths on impact, and everything in between. I became jaded too. When you do the same thing, day in and day out, for long enough, even scraping brains off the pavement becomes routine.

So naturally, this call out was just like any other.

I approached the car, just as I was trained. There was a single passenger, a woman who held her hands to her face in shock.

I told her I was here to help. I opened the driver’s side door. She looked at me. I could tell she had been crying, her mascara had run and covered most of her cheeks. As I leaned over to undo the seat belt, she groaned at me. I told her what I was doing and she moaned even louder. I reassured her that other paramedics would be on their way, that she could see someone, that how she was feeling was completely normal when you’ve been in a car crash. But all she did was moan through her fingers that were gripping her face and chin.

I unlatched the seat belt. By that time more paramedics had arrived and brought a stretcher. I told her I was going to lift her out, she didn’t appear to weigh more than eighty pounds, a weight I could easily carry. I slipped my hands under her legs and back. She screamed in pain. I asked to check her neck, that she probably had whiplash, nothing more serious. I had never seen anyone so scared in my life. I said, You need to move your hands, honey. She wouldn’t move them for dear life. I soothed, everything will be okay, I just need to look at your neck, otherwise I can’t put you on the stretcher. She didn’t relent.

I should have asked one of the other paramedics to help. I pulled her hands away from her face. Her head fell and rolled side to side, the skin around her neck the only thing holding it to her body. She had an internal decapitation. I was told she wouldn’t have felt a thing as the nerves that were left were severed. But that is no consolation for me.

My colleagues have told me there was nothing I could do, that she was a Schrödinger’s patient, someone who’s alive and dead at the same time, they look and are alive, but when you interact with them, they die.

When I close my eyes at night, and all I can see is her holding her head in her hands, I wish I had never had to help Schrödinger’s patient.

Special Juice| Tom Holland One Shot

Requested: no, just inspired by the time where Tom got his juice during an interview because he gets cranky without sugar.

Rating: PG-13 mild swearing, that’s pretty much it.

Summary: when Tom leaves his juice in the hotel, it’s up to you to save the day this time.


“Where the fuck…” Tom’s voice trailed off as he searched through his bag, his head hurt because of how tired he was and the lights of the room were hurting his eyes. All he wanted was some sugar, even a little bit to wake himself up so he would at least seem likable during the interview. This would have been a simple request to meet himself, if his bottle of juice was in his bag like he thought it was. Only now was he realizing that he’d left if in the counter of the hotel where he and YN were staying while in the city. He sighed loudly.

He hated to be a bratty, almost-child star who wouldn’t operate without accommodations, but he was so damn tired. He picked up his phone, that he actually managed to remember on his rushed way out of the hotel, and began to dial your number. It rang at least 6 times before he hung up.

“Damn it, YN.” he muttered quietly, his voice carrying a bit of a whining quality. He rubbed his face with the hand that wasn’t holding his phone. You were probably still sleeping. He decided to keep trying. He sent a string of texts that read:
“Hey YN”

“Are you still sleeping”

“Could you please wake up now you beautiful, wonderful, best person I know??”

“This is stupid but I left my juice on the counter can you bring it to me I’m already at the building for the interview I’ll send you the address!”

“I’ll pay for your lyft ride just please bring it to me?”

“YNNNN I am soooo tired without it you know what I’m like without sugar this early don’t do this to meeeee”

“Please come save the dayyyy”

“Come through YNNNNNN”

It was turning into a very one sided conversation of texts. He tried to call you a few, maybe a few too many times, before finally he heard the dreaded ringing stop and your groggy voice answer the phone.

“Tom? What’s wrong? Are you okay? Why are you calling so many times is it an emergency? Is everyone okay, should I go to a hospital?”

Tom instantly was met with a wave of guilt that washed over him completely as he struggled to calm you down. “No, YN– princess, just calm down everyone is okay, I’m okay, I’m so sorry to worry you, I just…"He had never felt so stupid in his life. "I just, need my juice, it’s on the counter…” There was dead silence between them over the line. Finally you spoke.“Are you shitting me?” He could hear how tired you were, he could practically see your messy hair and pajamas.Tom held back a laugh, you always cursed more when you were tired, especially when you’d been woken up. He paused. “No, would you please bring it? I texted you the address!”

He could almost see YN’s face as she pulled they phone from her face to check her inbox. “Tom, honey, when you text someone this many times, and leave this many voicemails when there’s not a legitimate emergency, it often comes across as uncalled for.” Her voice was laced heavily with sarcasm. “Okay, fine, I’ll bring ur dumb juice I’ll let you know when I get there.”

Tom now felt a level of gratefulness he’d never experienced in his life. “Thank you, YNNN, I promise I’ll make it up to youuu!” He tried to make himself sound endearing. YN nodded, not thinking about how Tom couldn’t see it before she hung up. Tom did a happy dance and sat down to not so patiently wait for you to come.

YN never came.
At least, not in time for Tom to get his juice before warily checking his phone for the billionth time before sitting down and handing off his phone to Mackie, begging his friend to promise to look out for a call from YN. Mackie agreed and pushed Tom gently in the direction of the interviewing chairs, one already filled with a co-star.

Tom sat down and tried to act more awake than he felt, his attention perked when he saw YN walk into the room, hundreds of feet away from where he sat, he saw her hand off a bag to Mackie, and find a place to sit.

Mackie walked closer and closer to where Tom sat, and made a few jokes about interrupting the interview and how Tom needed his juice. It felt like an eternity before Tom reached for his green cup, only to shake it and realize that it was empty. His heart sank. “It’s empty,” he looked to Mackie, disappointed. “Check the bottom.” His friend advised and he did. There on the bottom of his cup was a yellow sticky note with YN’s handwriting.

“This is for waking me up and making me panic. xoxo YN”

When Tom looked up, Mackie was already handing him a clear bottle, on clearly filled with his juice. Tom could already see the yellow corner of another note.

“But here’s your dumb juice because I love you, have fun interviewing :) xoxo YN”.

Tom grinned and could see you intently watching from the other side of the room. Mackie laughed and was already explaining to everyone what had happened.

Everyone was laughing and Tom couldn’t care less, all he cared about was how cute the notes were, and of course, that he finally had his juice.

My Blood Is Really Not Your Color

A/N- The next part of Long Lost Sister. I recommend reading the rest of the series.

Series Summary- Sam and Dean meet their little sister, Adam’s twin, on a hunt and things don’t go all that smoothly.

Disclaimer- I don’t own the Supernatural universe or the images/gifs used, they were found on Google.

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Y/N had figured out that she was unconscious and in the hospital. She vaguely remembered being attack by the werewolf during a hunt gone wrong. She was slipping in and out of it, dreaming one minute and being able to hear the activity going on in her room around her the next.

She heard the doctor saying something, but she couldn’t make it out. She felt herself slipping out of it again, back to the dream world. This time she was sitting in a booth at the Midnight Diner. The Midnight Diner had been her and Adam’s favorite place back home in Minnesota, they loved to come here on the few nights Mom had off from the graveyard shift.

It looked the same as it always had. Same terrible gaudy green booth benches, the wall clock forever frozen at two o’clock and the same old crowd of regulars chattering away. It was only a dream, but it felt surreal to be back here, she hadn’t set foot in here since her mom and Adam died.

It would be a lie to say she hadn’t dreamed about it before, but they usually turned out to be nightmares. The diner abandoned and empty, a reminder that the life she once lead was long gone and never coming back. This one seemed to be turning out alright, just like she always remembered, except-


Y/N’s head whipped around, she’d recognize that voice anywhere, “Adam.”

There he was. Her twin brother. Standing right behind her, it was only a dream, but Y/N hadn’t seen him this clearly in years.

“Adam!” She threw herself up and into his arms. The siblings stood there hugging each other for minutes, enjoying the feeling of holding each other again. Adam held her at arm’s length and Y/N wiped the tears from her eyes.

“Look at you. Little worse for wear, aren’t we?” Y/N let out a small laugh, simply happy to be here with him, even if he gave her a hard time. The siblings slipped into the booth and Y/N couldn’t take her eyes off her brother. He smiled at her and she couldn’t help, but smile back, the first real one in weeks.

“God I miss you Adam.”

“I miss you too kiddo.” She rolled her eyes at him, he was only two minutes older than her. “You’ve been hunting.”

It was more a statement than a question and Y/N fidgeted under his gaze, “Maybe.”

Adam quirked an eyebrow at her, “Little dangerous don’t you think? Chasing after monsters, good way to get yourself killed.”

“I’m fine, I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself. I’ve been doing this for a while.”

“Perfectly capable huh? Yeah, that explains why you almost died in the back seat of Dad’s damn car.”

“Technically it’s Dean’s now,” Y/N mumbled under her breath. He fixed her with a pointed look, not caring who exactly owned the car now. She was aware that Adam wouldn’t approve of her hunting. Being crazy overprotective was one of the few similarities between him, Sam and Dean.


“I know, I know, you don’t approve. Well good thing I don’t answer to you then.”

“I just don’t want anything to happen to you. Things could have gone a lot worse than they did yesterday. If it weren’t for Sam and Dean you’d be dead right now,” Y/N looked down at her hands. Adam sighed. “I’m sorry, I just, nothing turned out the way it should have. I mean, I should be in med school right now, Mom should be alive, and she should still be blissfully unaware of what hides in the dark. God, our lives got so screwed up.”

Y/N snorted, “You’re telling me. I just want to go back to the good old days when it was just us, the two of us against the world. When the biggest thing we worried about was if you were going to burn dinner that night, not what monster was in town. I preferred thinking Dad was a dead beat, rather than knowing the truth.”

Adam flashed her the signature Winchester bitch face, “You were known to burn dinner too.”

“But not as much as you,” she teased. Y/N eased back into her seat, basking in the familiarity of it all.

Adam’s smiled turned serious and he leaned forward on the table, “Just try and be more careful, okay?”

Y/N nodded, “I will. Not going to lie, it scared the hell out of me too. I really thought I was going to die in Sam’s arms in the backseat of that car.”

“Speaking of, what are you planning to do about him and Dean?”

“Well I guess I need to save them for saving my life.”

“I’m being serious.”

“So am I. Manners, remember?” Adam fixed her a look and she looked down, picking at her nails. “I don’t know. I don’t know what to do about them. I don’t trust them and I haven’t forgiven them.”

“You need to.” Y/N’s head snapped up.

“What? I mean… I don’t understand.” How could Adam of all people tell her to forgive them?

“You should give them a chance. Don’t hate them forever on my behalf. I’ve forgiven them and so should you.”

“Adam,” she tried to keep her voice level, she didn’t want to ruin it all by yelling at him. “They left you, in the cage, with Michael and Lucifer.”

“Trust me, I’m very much aware. They didn’t treat me very well, there is no denying it, but I think they feel guilty enough about it without you adding to it. They love you a lot. Plus, it’ll make me feel better to know that you’re not all alone, that somebody is watching my little sister’s back.”

Y/N shock her head, this wasn’t real, “This is my subconscious talking, not you. This isn’t real, this isn’t you. You’re still in the cage.”

“Very true unfortunately, but this is what you know I would say to you if I could.”

Y/N felt herself slowly waking from the dream. Adam and the diner were starting to fade away. It was just a dream, but she wanted to stay here longer, she wasn’t done talking to her brother.

“Forgive them Y/N, if you won’t do it for yourself do it for me. Don’t hate them in my name. Promise me you’ll try.”

“I promise.”

The diner and Adam completely disappeared and darkness came again. She could vaguely hear the beeping of a heart monitor going on around her and a quiet voice speaking, “When you wake up things are going to be different. They’re going to be better. Sam and I, we have a lot to make up for and that’s going to start the second you open those eyes. I’m not going to take this second chance for granted. We have so much to catch up on still. So much I still want to learn about you. Hell, I don’t even know color eyes you have.”

Dean’s voice faded out and silence overtook the room, but only briefly before Sam started to speak, “We love ya sis and we can’t wait to talk about everything and start earning your trust back. We know we messed up and don’t blame you for being mad at us. We’ve messed up in the past. We’ve made some major mistakes and quite often, but we’re not going to let history repeat itself. We won’t make the same mistakes we made with Adam, with you. We love you kid.”

Her brothers sounded so broken and scared, like they really cared. Y/N felt someone holding her hand and she tried to stretch her fingers out, to move her hand and let them know she heard them.

“Y/N?” An excited voice asked. Good, maybe it was working.

“What’s going on?” Y/N heard what sounded like Sam ask.

“Her hand moved,” she must be holding Dean’s hand then.

“Seriously? We should go get a doctor.” Y/N tried to squeeze Dean’s hand again, “Y/N? Can you hear me? Can you open your eyes?”

Y/N’s eyes fluttered opened and she blinked up to see her brothers crowded over her, worried looks on their faces, “Y/N?”

She coughed and both brothers reached out, desperate to help her. When she spoke, her voice was hoarse and rough, “Sammy, my blood is really not your color.”

Genuine laughter filled the room with the siblings for the first time in weeks.

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Originally posted by limegreenmonkey

requested: Can you possibly write something we’re the reader can feels other emotions by touching them and look into their memories and of course read their mind and newt need his wounds tended to so the reader is like yeah and so when they touch his scars she starts experiencing the fear of the beasts that injured him and she freaks out and the sisters and Jacob have to explain all of this to newt and h gets super sad but does his best to comfort them 

warnings: none, one moan I guess 

notes: so, yes here it is i changed it slightly

word count: 2,246

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anonymous asked:

Omg, Luke the graffiti artist. Also: I'd imagine Luke's experience with rebelling against slavery gives him a rather unique skill-set within the Rebellion. Like, everyone's expecting Naive Farmboy and Luke's over there talking to the Twilek on the street corner and suddenly he's got the intel they need. But he can't leave just yet cause he promised to help out on this one thing, nothing major, just getting some blasters to some people, no worries, he did this all the time back home on Tatooine.

Yes good.

Also because I love the idea that Wedge Antilles is just perpetually astounded by Luke Skywalker, consider this:

Luke: I used to bullseye womp rats in my T-16 back home. They’re not much bigger than two meters.

Wedge: What.

Luke: Sorry guys, just need an extra half-day on planet, gotta run some guns to some people, no big.

Wedge: What.

Luke: Yeah, I got charged a couple times back home for accessory to theft, but they could never make it stick.

Wedge: What.

Luke: Okay, technically it was accessory to grand theft, but who’s counting?

Wedge: What.

Luke, cradling two broken arms and with a lockpick held between his toes: Hey, I got this, my aunt taught me to pick locks when I was a kid.

Wedge: I’m not even surprised anymore. Tatooine people are hardcore af. This is just a fact of life. You could probably set them on fire and they still wouldn’t die.

(Some time later, after the fall of the Empire when all kinds of secrets have come out, and most people are reacting in shock to the revelation that Darth Vader was Anakin Skywalker, Luke’s father, Wedge is completely unphased.

“No, honestly,” he says. “This explains so much. Of course Darth Vader is from Tatooine.”)

Like My Father But Bolder

Pairing: Philip Hamilton x reader
Word Count: 1,488ish
T/W: Angst
A/N: For Adorable Anon’s request: Anxious Philip x reader set during the Reynolds pamphlet time? Philip and the reader are dating, but he tries to break up with her cause he’s scared he might hurt the reader like Alex hurt Eliza, but the reader refuses to let him leave her and Philip kinda just breaks down?? Idk like he’s been trying to be strong during the whole thing for his family and for the reader but he can’t hide his sadness anymore and he finally lets all his feelings out (THIS IS SO SAD WHAT AM I DOING) ”
FINALLY, I’M SORRY!!!! The date might not mix with the proper time Philip was actually at King’s College, but whatever it’s a fic!
Tags:  @applesislife@iworshipmusicals@theworstkindofmia​✨@justfangirlingaround

1797 - Reynolds Pamphlet is published. 

The Hamilton family wasn’t the same. Eliza and Alexander, a marriage you thought was incorruptible, was in disarray. Philip was shattered, his parents fought, ignored each other and could barely be in the same room as the other. He felt like somehow he should be able to fix it, but the truth was he couldn’t, and it killed him. How did you fit in the mix? Philip was your suitor. You had been together for two years, but this was bound to be the hardest thing you would face as a couple. Philip kept the peace for the most part causing him to spend a lot of time on his own with his family and less with you as a young couple of that time should be getting before marriage.

The only reason his parents would come together is if Philip invited you over for dinner. He tried to make conversation with his them, he saw them both so seldom. Alexander was almost always at his office and Eliza often found sanctuary in the library. They rarely crossed paths, even with Philip, as he was at college during the day. After dinner, things went back to normal, they both said kind words to you and left in opposite directions. You didn’t fail to notice the way Philip seemed after such events, but you wondered if he should just come to terms with the fact that it wasn’t his responsibility at all. You can’t fix people or their actions…. 

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RWBY Vol. 4 Ch. 12

How many times is this show going to make me cry? Like, I’m not comfortable with this at all.

• It’s about to go down, guys.

• This Nuckelavee for real reminds me of that thing from CTCD and I just want it dead. Please. (“Return the slab”)

•Ren’s semblance is awesome.

•Qrow/Jaune wtf did that look even mean?

•Oh crap, their asses are getting handed to them on platinum platters.


•Stop screeching, man. It’s not that serious.

•Ren’s rage scares me. Like, honestly scares me. He, as I’ve noticed, gets a kind of one track mind when he’s angry and doesn’t think clearly so he starts getting a little reckless. And that’s so unlike him.


•My baby did that self sacrifice for her man ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

•Ren low key peeped and Nora low key liked it. Don’t lie. We all saw that smirk.

•That thing did not just throw her like a ragdoll

•Oh, shit. He’s losing it again. Don’t touch his girl or he goes nuts.

•Yeah, Ren. Chill. You’re getting more wounds than necessary.

•Ren, please take a moment to calm yourself and think rationally

•Damn, I felt that slap.

•I love Nora’s progression from when she was a child. She was so scared and dull. Now, she’s still scared, but she’s also so vibrant and more confident. Proof that things 100% can get better.

• On another note, I think Ren’s kind of finally seeing her as a young adult that doesn’t necessarily need saving. I think he still saw her as that scared, defenseless kid from years ago. Like, he needed to protect her. I think now he sees that she can protect him too if they work together. But I’m pretty sure he knew that the whole time. I don’t know. These thoughts are jumbled.

•Papa Ren’s knife ❤

•Her hand ❤

•Team RNJR strategy time!!!!!!!!!

•I love how teamwork skills have progressed through the series. Like, Jaune still needs help and Ren supported him because he knows his leader still has a long way to go.

•Nora, wtf?


•Ren’s getting serious. Back up guys. Give him some room

•Ren: Lol, did you think that pterodactyl screech would scare me?

•YES, REN. KILL THE BEAST. That inner monologue gave me a reason to be at peace

•Speaking of, I’m glad that Ren can set him mind at ease.

•Don’t ask why, but I thought Qrow disappeared because he would do some backwards shit like that.

•Where’d these airships come from?????? Who called you????? Who has service out here????

•Oh, makes sense.

•Baby Qrow is gonna live, guys

•Mistral really is beautiful (Lol, I don’t remember who posted it and I’m going to find out when I’m done here, but they’d said that if Ren, Nora, and Pyrrha stayed, and Jaune had been from Anima and stayed, they’d all be at Haven. So what made them all go to Beacon (how did Renora even get there?) Just something to think about. I promise to cite as soon as I’m done if I can find the post again 😅) Update: the user is Sunder-the-gold

•IT’S CANON. MY BABIES ARE CANON. They didn’t need a kiss to be canon and I just love that. Boop is playing. This is perfect. I hope Jaune starts teasing them in V5. I think this is good way to start making up for Pyrrha’s death. Key word: start. You’re not done until she’s back in the flesh.

•Oh… Rubes… she’s left already… babes, honey

•Weiss is finally getting out of here!!!!!!

•Baby Blake!!!! (F the new WF)

•Yang upgrade afffffffff

•Poor Tai. Both of his babies are gone again.

•Zwei is life.


•Jaune, baby it’s gonna be okay. I promise. (They’re playing Cold. I’m officially done.)

•Aw, it’s a little memorial now with Papa Ren’s knife.

•Team JNR cuddle and mourn time.

•(I’m pretty sure Nora and Ren share a bed, if I’m not mistaken…)


•Old WF for life!!!!! I love the look they share

•Is that Menagerie???? Sure looks like it kind of. SHE’S GOING FOR BLAKE

•I’m still confused about Oscar. I want to learn more

•Ilia, WF spies, fuck you

•Cinder, fuck you, too. (I still think we should her for human transmutation so we can bring back Pyrrha)

•Don’t say lost, Ruby. Please.

•Ruby is so strong. I love her to pieces ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

•Qrow’s dry humor is great

•Oh, shit. She’s going for Ruby and not Blake… great! (Lol, I think she’ll be the one to tease Renora instead ;3333)

•This letter drove me to tears

•Oh, hell no


Now, we have to wait for the soundtrack and V5 in Fall… I can’t wait that long. Please. Please no.

  • me: ok. ok. you have to remember how to do basic math
  • me: okay but lets think about how there are infinitely many infinitesimals just as there are infinitely many infinitely large numbers in the hyperreals... lets spend some time and prove that
  • me: shit fuck i did it again, okay back to remembering how to do basic math
  • me: okay but did you ever stop to think about how cool the hyperreals are
Bad Girl Ch 4: Apologies

This chapter has a torture scene! 

“Are you ready?”

“Daddy?” The words are out of my mouth before I can stop them. Jiho looks at me, concern written all over his face. I don’t let him pull me away from the balcony, I need to see them, I need to remind myself why I don’t need them, that I don’t want them. Baekhyun is standing in the middle of the dance floor in front of the poor victim tied to the chair. He has a bright red metal bat in his hands that match his new hair. Even from here I can see his eyes out lined in kohl making him look sinful. I forgot how beautiful he was.

“It has been awhile,” He muses with a playful smirk on his face. “In case you don’t know, I am Baekhyun of EXO. This is Yooseok, a married man with four children. He teaches at the local high school and also tutors in his free time. But what most people do not know about him is that he has a horrible gambling problem, which has wracked him up a lot of debt. So to compensate for all the money he lost he decided to volunteer to be our guest for tonight.”

Baekhyun tears of the piece of tape covering the man’s mouth, “Help me! Please help me!” The man screams.

“Does anyone here want to help him?” He scans the crowd, pouting when no one answers him, “No one want to step in and save this man and take his place?” He snickers, “What a shame, sorry friend. How about I let you pick which leg I start with, will that make you feel better?”

The man is in tears constantly calling for help that no one would offer. Everyone is too afraid of not just that seat but also EXO. From what I’ve heard they are the most ruthless when it comes to torture, they are the group you don’t want to piss off. The man’s screams get louder when Baekhyun raises the bat and brings it down to one of this knees, the crunching of his bones echoes through the hall. I can’t hold back my cringe yet at the same time I can’t get myself to look away.

“Please!” The man begs through his cries.

“Oh you want another? Since you asked so nicely who am I to deny such a request,” With that Baekhyun flips the bat once in his hand before bring it down to his other knee, letting out the same disgusting bone crushing sound as before.

“Baek-ah,” A familiar voice calls coming out of the darkness into the spot light. “You can’t have all of the fun,” Xiumin says with a chilling grin. My heart stops at the sight of him.

“Xiumin,” I let out breathlessly.

“You are too brutal to start so you have to wait till the end,” Baekhyun whines.

“Does that mean I can go?” Kai joins them with Sehun and Kyungsoo tailing him.

Baekhyun continues to pout but nods, “I guess but be gentle, we don’t want him dying too early.”

Kai nods as he pulls out a hunting knife, he looks to his hyungs, “Which finger should we start with first?”

Sehun cocks his head, deep in thought, “I suggest the pinky finger first. But don’t forget to leave a few for Kris hyung.”

I watch in utter horror as Kai easily cuts off the man’s fingers, blood splatters on his shirt as a deep chuckle rumbles in his chest. The man is screaming bloody murder as his finger is waved in his face, pure horror on his face. Sehun plucks the finger out of his hyung’s hand and quickly shoves it into the man’s mouth.

“I’m tired of your screaming, stop being a bitch,” Sehun snarls.

The man spits out the finger, “Why are you doing this to me?”

“Because you volunteered of course,” Baekhyun muses. “Plus,” His eyes scan the balcony until his eyes find me. He gives me a chilling smile, “We want to show someone their future.” The others follow his gaze to me, their expressions seem dumbstruck for a moment. It’s as if it’s the first time they are seeing me, Jiho tries to pull me away but my hands won’t release the railing. I can’t get myself to look away from them until Chanyeol’s hearty laugh echoes through the hall.

“Why did all the fun stop?” He wonders.

“Our- my- my baby,” Sehun stammers to the whole room.

“Sehun-ah,” Baekhyun snaps, “Focus and remember what Suho hyung told us.” But the younger can’t seem to look away. I break eye contact when Chanyeol moves towards the man. A sick feeling settles in my stomach at the sight of the pliers in his hand. Images of my nightmare from all those months ago, that is enough for my hands to release the railing allowing Jiho to pull me out of their view. I cover my mouth with both of my hands, the idea in my head that he will be coming after me with those.

“Calm down Joo,” Jiho whispers softly holding me tight against his chest. He tries to muffle the sounds but I can hear everything. I can hear them mocking the man as they shred him to pieces, he is screaming as Chanyeol rips out his teeth one by one.

“I can’t be in here,” I stammer as I push Jiho away and rush off to find the bathroom, hoping and praying that the screams couldn’t reach there. I know Jiho is tailing me but I’m too focused to care, I need to get away. I push open the heavy wooden door and slip inside before bracing my body against it. The ivory marble room is silent and appears to be empty, thank god. Sinking to the floor and let my head fall back as my body relaxes, mostly. My hands are still trembling with fear and my heart is racing in my chest. I close my eyes to take a few minutes to calm myself.

There is a knock on the door, “Jooyoung-ah, are you okay?” It’s Jiho, just as I’m about to answer I open my eyes to find a gun pointed at my fore head. What surprises me more is who is holding it. Xiumin stares down at me with something a little more than hatred burning in his eyes. My heart stops in this moment, how could he? How could he raise a gun to my head after all he put me through? He crouches down to my level and I can’t help but think of the first night we met.

“Tell him you are fine,” He commands me in a whisper.

“I’m fine Jiho,” I mumble loud enough for the other man to hear through the door.

“Tell him to give you some time.”

“I’ll be out soon, just give me a little time.”

Jiho sighs, “Of course, I’ll be out here when you need me. This should only last a little longer than I’m getting you home.”

“Such a good girl,” Xiumin slurs, obviously drunk. He drops down on to his butt, the gun still aimed at me. I shrink into myself as he scoots closer, his legs on either side of me. His free hand reaches out and caresses my cheek softly as if he’s afraid I’m going to fade a way. I’m too afraid to fight back with the gun in his hand but at the same time I don’t want to. For someone holding a gun he looks so vulnerable right now. Pink, blood shot eyes scan every centimeter of my face as if he has never seen me before. He smiles but I can see the sadness behind it, “You are so beautiful.”

“What’s are you doing? You shouldn’t be here,” I tell him in my strongest voice even though I don’t feel any sort of strength left in me. All I really want to do is hug him and tell him everything is going to be alright but I know I can’t. Not only for Jiyong but for myself. I laid my love for all of them to rest when I full accepted that they left me. I push his hand away.

He chuckles as he wipes his eyes, trying his best to hide the tears I see streaking his cheeks, “That is what everyone has been telling me yet here I am. I thought that I could stay away but when I saw you in the balcony I had to see you up close.”

I set my shoulders back and raise my chin, “You saw me, now put the gun down and leave.”

“No, no, no, no, we are not done.”

“What else do you have to say to me?” I snap.

He is quiet for a moment as he just stare at me, “My youngest brother told me saying sorry to you would make me feel better. It would be therapeutic so that I could move on with my life and not focus on that tragedy. So do you think I should say sorry? Do you think I will feel better? Will the nightmares stop if I just say those two little words to you? Will I be able to sleep through the night without reaching out for that familiar warmth? Do you think my baby will be able to forgive me? Do you?”

I slap him. How dare he, how fucking dare he ask me those questions. He can not disappear for a year and pop asking such heart wrenching questions, how can I respond to any of those? I push him away from me and manage to get to my feet. He is surprisingly quick and pins me against the door. Looming over me, he makes me feel so small. His hands are holding mine against the door but they slowly slide to my shoulders then to my neck and for a brief moment I think he is going to kill me. I see my life flash before my eyes and I find myself apologizing to Jiyong about all of this. But that stops when his hands continue to cup my cheeks.

He kisses me. It’s just a soft peck before he presses his lips to my fore head, his tears slide down his cheeks to land upon mine. “I’m so sorry my Baby, I’m sorry,” He cries softly. Tears are threatening to spill from my own eyes so I force myself to push him away and leave without giving him another chance to trap me. I fling myself into Jiho’s arms.

“Get me out of here!” I cry into his chest.

“What the hell happened in there?” Jiho wonders hauling me into his arms princess style.

“Xiumin was there,” I mumble into his chest.

Jiho freezes, “Did he say anything to you?”

I shake my head, “He just kept apologizing, he asked if I would forgive him but I didn’t even answer. I just pushed him away and ran. Now can we get out of here before anymore of them appear?”

He nods, “I can find away out.”


“Are you sure you are okay?” Jiho worries.

I nod, “I’m fine, thank you for staying for awhile, I’m completely calmed down. You can go back to your life, by that I obviously mean your bed.”

He chuckles and places a kiss on my forehead, “Have a good night, if you need anything, you know where to find me.” I nod and shoo him into the elevator. When he is gone I scan my eyes over the empty apartment and I find myself missing Jiyong. I also think about Xiumin, do you think I should say sorry? Do you think I will feel better? What a selfish man! Has he honestly not thought about how him saying this stuff will affect me? I just wanted closure not this, not a brand new mess I have to deal with. I want to yell at him , at all of them.

My phone buzzes on the couch and I rush to answer it, “Hello?”

“Hello my love,” Jiyong purrs into the phone.

I smile, “How are you?”

“I am horrible, I miss you. I’m tired of China already. I’m trying to come back as soon as possible.”

I chuckle, “And how is that working out for you?”

“Horribly, these men can’t even wipe their asses by themselves, how they managed to get this far in this world is beyond me,” He huffs cutely.

“I’m sorry to hear that you aren’t having any fun.”

“What about you? I heard you had an interesting night.”

I take a deep breath, “Xiumin kissed me.”

“WHAT?” He snarls into the phone.

“I pushed him away when it happened and stormed off. I’m so sorry.”

He is silent for a moment, “I’m not mad at you my love, it’s that bastard who dare touch you!”



“Could I look in their file?”

“You want to look into their file?”


Jiyong, as the boss of the Black dragons, has a massive amount of information about every group out there including EXO. He gathered all this information and neatly organized it into a filing cabinet hidden behind on of the panels in his office. He gives me free rain of his office and everything in it and I’ve never asked to look into anyone’s file but I feel like this isn’t our usual situation.

“Of course,” He insists. “You know you don’t have to ask for permission.”

“I know I just thought that you might feel different about this.”

He chuckles, “My love every man I have in those files is just a man, those men are just men, not competition, right?”

I nod, “Of course, you have me 100 percent.”

‘Good. I’ll be home soon, you feel free to look in those files as much as you would like. I trust you.”

“Thank you oppa, you sleep tight, I’ll see you soon. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

I close my eyes and press the phone to my head for just a moment of piece before taking a deep breath and standing up. I shuffle down the hall to our shared office and straight up to the golden framed mirror near my desk. With my thumb I use the fingerprint scanner to open the secret file room door. The mirror goes into reveal a small room with floor to ceiling filing drawers. EXO isn’t hard to find considering they have their own corner, all the branches of their organization are in these drawers, all their higher ups, the middle men, the foot men, absolutely everything. I pop open the middle drawer and stare down the twelve folders. My brow wrinkles in confusion as I scan the labels, some familiar but other’s not so much.

Kim Minseok

Kim Junmyun

Kim Jongin

Kim Jongdae

Kim Yixing

Kim Yifan

Who the hell are these people? I rip out the first name I that sounds familiar, Kim Jongin. Inside is a picture of Kai glaring daggers back at me. Haneul’s voice rings in my ears, he tried to kill himself. Him and the other two younger boys, which means Sehun and Tao, oh my fucking god. I scramble to grab all twelve before rushing into the living room and throwing them all on the floor. I grab the bottle of soju from my desk, knowing I’m going to need something to give me the courage to do this.

After a few much needed shots I’m not shaking anymore, I can convince myself to grab the file that is on top that belongs to a Kim Minseok. I run over all their names in my head on who this could be, his picture isn’t in the front though, dozens of pictures of mutilated bodies fall on to the floor in front of me, revealing his bio in the back. But I could already guess who it is.

Kim Minseok a.k.a Xiumin

March 26th, 1990


Specialties: Information extraction, torture

I’ve seen some horrifying things this past year but this takes the cake, when I was living with them I knew he wasn’t someone you wanted to get on the bad side of but this is worse than I was imagining. I collect all the pictures together before closing it. This is the first file and I already know more about them than I wanted to. His picture is peeking out the top of his file, I can’t help but pluck it out when I see his cat like eyes staring at me.

“Daddy,” I mumble the word fondly as I stare down at his picture. My heart flutters for just a second before I remind myself that I’m done with him and the others. I need to make it clear for myself and for them.

And I know just the way to do it.

I hope this pulled at your heart strings because I plan on making the next one rip them out. Don’t worry though, no angst in my stories, well not really.

Xoxo Pretty Bird


~Part three as promised! @ilikechocolatemilkh, Thank you girly! @mackenzie301 again thank you for the request, and @dolphingoddess81 thank you too!

Part two

Part one~

Chapter 3

Reader’s POV

Happy and I have been messing around for months now. It worked out well, he came to my house usually but after three months he finally let me go to his house. It was nice, clean, and a bit bigger then I was expecting. The night he showed me his house, we fucked on every surface there was, we didn’t even make it to the bed until the sun was starting to come up. It was the first night that we actually slept in the same bed together. I woke up with his arm wrapped around my waist and his warm body pressed against my back. It was surprisingly nice but it ended when he woke up and realized the position we were in. Which caused him to flip me over on my stomach and start fucking me hard.

Nobody knew about us, so the boys kept hounding me about my new guy. Asking when can we meet him, who is he, and why are you hiding him?  They asked me so many questions it just became instinct to smack them when they did. It started after a particularly lewd question from Tiggy, which wasn’t really a surprise to anyone. Even though he didn’t show the others, Happy got a really big kick out of it. He always found me after with a chuckle and kisses before heading back to the boys. Which was another thing that we had started doing, stealing kisses and touches while in the clubhouse. We knew it was reckless and stupid but the thrill at almost being caught just made it even hotter.

Tonight was the first party since the one I missed a couple months back and Happy had told me he wanted me there, well actually, he told me that I was going which I told him to go fuck himself to. I had already been planning on going anyways but I still had to make a show of it.

I bit my lip as I looked through my closet wondering what I should wear tonight. I didn’t like showing as much skin as the croweaters, not anything against them but it just wasn’t my comfort zone. So I decided on a black low cut wrap dress, it had me feeling sexy as it hugged all the right places and I paired it with my laced black heels. The boys, especially Happy, we’re going to be doing double takes tonight, I thought as I looked in the mirror at myself. Once I was satisfied with my appearance, I went to my car and drove to TM. The boys were all here and so was Gemma and many many other cars. I parked in my usual spot and went inside, it was packed but I still managed to make my way over to Gemma.

“Hey Gem!” I greeted as I hugged her.

“Jesus, darlin. You look hot.” Gemma told me with a smile and I laughed.

“Thanks Gem, you look hot too.” I told her and she laughed.

“I know I do, darlin. Why didn’t you bring your boy? I’ve been looking forward to meeting him.” Gemma said.

“Gem, I’ve told you that’s nothing serious. I’m just having a good time with him.” I told her. “No use in letting him meet the family if it ain’t going to last.”

“Why don’t you let me find you someone that will stick around? Family approved and you can test him.” Gemma said with a wink.

“Gemma!” I laughed and that was the moment Chibs, Tig, Juice, and Happy came over to us.

“Ya look great, lass.” Chibs told me with a hug.

“He’s right, you look amazing.” Tig said with a smirk and dirty look in his eyes. I rolled my eyes at the both of them.

“Thanks guys.” I smiled.

“I was just telling our lovely, Y/N, that she should let me set her up on a date since this new guy of hers isn’t going to stick.” Gemma told them.

“He’s not going to stick? Why? You seemed like you liked him.” Juice asked and I swallowed as I felt Happy’s eyes watching me.I shrugged at them and blushed softly.

“Well… It’s not something serious. It’s just some fun that we are having.” I told them and I thought I saw anger flash in Happy’s eyes but it was gone in a second. “But I don’t want to go on a date.”

“Why? If whatever you have going on is just fun, why not date someone else? Doesn’t sound like you guys are exclusive.” Tig said.

“You just hoping that the someone else is you.” I teased.

“Yeah, but still a true statement.” Tig smirked and I chuckled.

“I need a drink.” I told them before walking to the bar. I grabbed myself a beer and then went back to the group. Who were all still discussing my love life.

“Y/N! Just let me set you up on one date, please!” Gemma begged.

“I’ll think about it, okay?” I told her and she nodded satisfied. I’m sure that I will be hearing about this later on. After that, the conversation switched to an easy going and fun one. The boys and I went to play pool and I kicked both Tig and Juice’s asses before Chibs won against me. After that we all just hung out on the couches, talking and having fun. Hours later, most of the boys were either passed out drunk or went to their dorms with croweaters. I had just grabbed another beer before heading to my dorm that I had for nights like this when a hand grabbed me from behind and pulled me against a hard chest.

“Little girl, do you know how long I’ve been waiting to tear that dress off of you?” Happy growled in my ear.

“Not in the hallway, Hap.” I said while rolling my eyes. He pushed my back against the wall and then moved so his body was covering mine. I could feel his erection pressed against me as he did.

“Why not?” Happy asked with a smirk.

“Because your brothers could see us.” I said pushing him back but that only caused him to press into me more. He chuckled and leaned down to kiss my neck.

“You mean… the ones… that are all… passed out drunk?” He asked between kisses. I smiled and leaned my head back against the wall giving him better access.

“Mmmmm yeah those ones….” I moved my hands under his shirt and started to feel his abs. He groaned as I lightly ran my nails over them and he pulled one side of my dress down. His mouth immediately latched onto my nipple as he sucked and bit on it. “Hap!”

“Shhhh…. They may be drunk but they can still hear.” He chuckled and licked it before pulling up and kissing my lips hard. I moaned and dug my nails into his back as I kissed back. “My room now, little girl.”

“You have to actually move in order for me to get there.” I teased but bit back a squeal as he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. He smacked my ass hard and I grabbed his back hard with my nails. He growled and walked faster to his dorm, throwing me on the bed as soon as he could.

Chib’s POV

I had passed out in my bedroom a couple hours and I needed to use the bathroom. On my way back to my room, I heard a strange noise down the other hallway.

“Mmmm yeah those ones…” I heard you moan and my curiosity got the better of me. I looked around the corner and saw Happy pressed against you. I saw him pull down the side of your dress and start sucking on your nipple. “Hap!”

“Shhhh…. They may be drunk but they can still hear.” Happy chuckled before kissing you. “My room now, little girl.”

“You have to actually move in order for me to get there.” You told him and he picked you up and threw you over his shoulder before smacking your ass and disappearing into his room. I stood there in shock until I heard your moans come from the room. I moved quickly back to my room and shut the door fast. I leaned against it as my head spun from everything I just saw. Happy was your mystery guy and it made so much sense now. Happy and you had been fighting less but when you did it was intense and mean. My head started to ache from trying to process everything so I decided to head to bed and think about all of this tomorrow.

Reader’s POV

The next morning, I woke up in my dorm with some new bruises that I had to make sure were covered. I didn’t want anybody asking questions about where I got them. I slid on jeans that I had in my dorm and a black tank with a red plaid overshirt. Still had some cleavage showing but all my bruises were covered up. Happy hated when I had to have my bruises from him covered, even though he understood. I walked into the office to find Gemma. She got out of the seat and came over to me as soon as I did.  

“Y/N! Perfect timing, darlin! I have the best news.” Gemma told me with a huge smile on her face.

“What’s up, Gem?” I giggled at how excited she was.

“You have a date tonight!” Gemma told me.

“I… what?” I asked and frowned slightly.

“I set you up on a date for tonight and you can’t say no, missy. He is very excited to meet you.” Gemma told me.

“I… what… Gemma, I didn’t…” I tried to argue but Gemma gave me a look. One that said don’t you even dare. I nodded slightly. “Um… alright. I guess one date couldn’t hurt.”

“Great! He will pick you up from your house at 8!” Gemma told me before kissing my cheek and heading out of the office and to her car. She had left without even giving me his fucking name. I shook my head and decided to just get the work for the day done. Gemma kept texting me different orders during the day. Make sure you dress sexy and curl your hair in those sexy waves that you do were just some of them. I groaned and put my head in my hands. I heard a soft knock and looked up to find Chibs.

“Ya… okay, lass?” Chibs asked. He had a slight blush to his cheeks which was weird.

“Yeah.. it’s just Gem.” I sighed and looked at him. He chuckled and sat in the chair across the table from me.

“What’d she do this time?” He asked.

“She has set me up on a blind date.” I told him and his eyes widened then he smirked.

“Aye?” He asked.

“Yeah and I had to agree because well you know Gem and I don’t want to go on it at all.” I told him.

“Ya know what? Ya should go on ye date.” He told me and I looked at him surprised.

“Why do you say that?” I asked him.

“Maybe this guy of yours will finally do something to make ya official.” He smirked and I blushed.

“No, no, that’s not. That’s not something I want.” I told him.

“Ya sure, lass?” Chibs asked me while looking me dead in the eyes and for a moment I wasn’t sure how to answer. I mean, Happy and I didn’t dislike each other as much as we did in the beginning and sure I’d consider him a friend but we’d never have a future together. So, why did thinking that make me so disappointed? I shook my head to clear my thoughts and looked back at Chibs.

“No, I don’t want to be with him like that.” I told him with a small forced smile. He looked at me for what felt like forever before nodding.

“Well, love, Tiggy’ll be disappointed t’ hear tha’ yer goin’ on a date with another lad.” Chibs chuckled and I laughed.

“Well, he’ll just have to get used to disappointment.” I said with a smirk.

“Aye, he will.” Chibs chuckled. He stood up and kissed my forehead. “See ya la’er, lass.” I laughed and shook my head as he left the office.

Happy’s POV

I hated seeing you in the plaid shirt that covered the bruises I left on your arms and back. I couldn’t mark your neck like normal and I hated that too. I was going to have to go over to your house later and strip you naked. Currently, I was underneath a car and I could hear Chibs and Tig talking.

“Gem, set her up on a date!?” I could hear Tig’s pout from here and I paused in what I was doing. Gemma set who up on a date? Better fucking not be you. My hand gripped the wrench hard.

“Aye, Y/N is goin’ on it tonigh’.” Chibs said in a slightly louder voice. I growled slightly and ground my teeth together.

“Why does everyone get to bang her besides me?” Tig’s pout became more apparent in his voice but I couldn’t focus on that. The only thing I could think of was some other hands touching you and my blood boiled. You were mine and I’d cut any man apart that tried to test that. I finished the working on the car and made my way to the office. You weren’t there and I had to bite back a growl. I looked at the time and saw that it was about 6:30.

I went into the clubhouse, showered fast, and changed before I jumped on my bike and headed to your house. I parked around the block like normal and made my way to your front door. I knocked and you answered pretty fast. The sight of you just about took my breath away, you looked incredible. Your hair was in soft curls and you had pinned one side back with a red jeweled hair pin, your dress was a matching shade of red. The dress was tight at the top to accent your perfect breasts, it was long sleeve and laced and flared out slightly at your waist. With you looking like that, I couldn’t help pulling you into a hard and passionate kiss.

“Mmmm… Hap, what are you doing here?” You asked pulling back and looking at me surprised. My brain finally snapped back to the goal I had at coming here.

“You think you can go on a date without me knowing, little girl?” I growled at you as I stepped us inside your house. I closed the door behind me and I saw you roll your eyes.

“I wasn’t trying to hide it. Gemma kinda blindsided me with it this morning.” You told me. “And you know how she is, I couldn’t exactly say no to it.”

“The fuck you couldn’t!” I growled while pressing you into the wall. “You’re my fuck toy. I’m not sharing…”

“It’s one date, Happy. I think you’ll live.” You told me sarcastically. I slammed my hands down on either side of your head which caused you to look at me in shock. I leaned down and growled in your ear.

“You are mine…” I growled and I could feel your body shiver. Your breathing hitched too and I smirked. “Guess I’ll have to remind you.”

“Happy…” You started but I cut you off as I quickly reached down and grabbed your pussy under your dress. You had very thin panties on and I could feel just how soaked you were. Your hips automatically moved into my hand and you let out a breathless moan. I looked down at you with a smirk as I started rubbing your clit. Your legs shook and I pressed on it harder. Your eyes met mine as I slid two fingers into your panties and then inside of your pussy. I pushed them in deep and curled them slightly before pulling them out slowly. I started fingering you hard and deep, with almost a cruelly slow pace. I kept the slow pace even when you started begging me to go faster between your moans and gasps.

“No one will fuck you as good as me.” I said as I brought you to your first orgasm. You nodded and leaned back into the wall as you tried to catch your breath. I chuckled and pulled my fingers out of you, which caused you to whimper at the loss of them. I undid my pants and pulled my hard cock out of my pants and boxers, not bothering to take them off. I lifted your dress up and picked you up, your legs immediately wrapped around me. I grabbed my cock and positioned it at your entrance, not giving you a chance to say anything as I pushed myself in fast and hard.

“H… Happy…” You moaned and I kissed you hard and began fucking you against the wall. I made sure my thrusts were deep and hard, just like when I was fingering you. I also made sure to have your ass hit the wall with each thrust. My hands grabbed your ass, back, breasts. Pretty much anything and everything that I could grab. Each thrust made you tremble under my fingers and I loved knowing that I was doing this to you, that your body was reacting just to me like this. Even though the slow pace was almost painful for me, I kept it up until you came undone all over my cock. I pulled out without coming and you looked at me confused.

“I’m not done yet, baby girl.” I told you and brushed some of your hair back. I carried you into your living then set you down on your feet lightly. I turned you around and pushed you down so your hands were on your coffee table. I lifted your dress above your ass and thrusted myself into again. I groaned and leaned down to kiss your neck softly before leaning back up and grabbing your hips. I started to jackhammer the fuck out of you, using your hips to move in and out faster. You cried out as I did and I growled at the feeling and the sounds you were making. Your nails dug into your coffee table hard and I couldn’t stop myself from reaching out and grabbing a fistful of your pretty little curls. “You like this? You like me fucking you like this, my little fuck toy?”

“God… God yes! Happy…” You moaned out and my grip tightened on your hair.

“You’re mine… No other cock is going… inside this pussy. Got it?” I growled in your ear.

“Yes! I got it… I got it, Happy…” I saw your eyes close and I could feel you getting close.

“Say it! Say that you’re mine!” I demanded as I dug my nails into your hip hard which caused you to cry out.

“Fuck! Yes! I’m yours, Happy!” You yelled.

“Cum for me, baby girl.” I growled and you did as soon as I said those words. My own orgasm followed shortly after. I began to slow my thrusts as I rode our orgasms out. I let go of the cruel grips I had on you and softly rubbed you hip and scalp as I kissed your neck softly. I nuzzled it almost apologetically as I kept us in this position for a couple minutes. The knock on your door brought me back to reality and I frowned but then felt you leaning against me not making any move towards the door. I smirked as an idea came to me. I kneeled down behind your and took your panties off before standing back up and leaning against you. “Go on your date but I want you to remember whose cum is dripping out of you all night long.” You glared at me and smacked my hands off of you. You didn’t grab your panties back though as you pushed me to hide in the living room. I heard you greet your date and leave. I chuckled and settled on your couch, turning the tv to wait for your return. This had definitely been an interesting night.

~Hope you enjoy~  

Episode 8x01

Okay so I just watched the new episode, and wow I actually really enjoyed it!!!!

- I’m so happy that Steve mentioned to Tani how Chin didn’t want to be a cop again either, but now he’s leading his own task force. It’s amazing, honestly. And Kono doing her thing, shutting down a sex trafficking network??? At least the show gave them a very good reason to leave the team. I’m so proud of them. Kono and Chin, we all miss you.

- Danny being so passionate about the restaurant warms my heart, I absolutely love seeing him like that!!!! Also, the “You want m- me???” YES STEVE of course he does, you idiot <333

- You know what? I actually think I’m going to like Tani a lot, she’s badass and I think her story is going to be very interesting!!

- Danny looked so worried when Steve said he was going back outside!!! Also,  the way he talked about Steve with Tani?? “That’s the thing about Steve, he has this ability to show up in your life right when you need him.” I wanted to cry because wow, I’ve honestly missed them so much. Just in case you guys didn’t know it yet: I love both of them with my whole heart.

- Okay, Steve, I love you but we need to have a talk. The least you can do when someone (ESPECIALLY WHEN IT’S DANNY) tells you to “do them a favor and stay alive” is answering them!!!!!!! Tell them it’s going to be okay!!!! Give them a hug!!!!! Don’t just walk away!!!!

- I really need more of Danny/Lou friendship in my life!!!! Absolutely loved their moments in this episode.

-”I believe in you, I believe in us, and that’s all that matters.” Steve are you kidding me?? You actually want me to cry, don’t you????

- So yeah, in the end this was actually a very good episode!!! But I still miss Kono and Chin a lot, obviously. <3

Reaction To Kidnapping The Wrong Girl

S. Coups

He’d sigh in frustration as he thought about what to do with you.

“There’s no way you can just go live after what you saw today.”

Originally posted by imbangnzelo


Since his jobs are self-made, he realized he really messed up and he had no idea what to do with you.

“Ahh, should I tell S. Coups…? Do I just send you back home? Oh no…”

Originally posted by visual-17


He planned on sending you back home with supervision.

“No one needs to know this happened, so just stay quiet, okay?”

Originally posted by visual-17


He smiled at you as he thought of what to do with you.

“No one will know what actually happened if I just tell them you’re my new assistant! I hope you know how to wash blood out of clothes!”

Originally posted by kittykatkwon


He became very upset with himself but he kept telling himself it was your fault for getting in his way.

“You’re either staying next to me for the rest of your life or you’re dead.”

Originally posted by visual-17


As he had already planned everything out, he was disappointed that he had to stop.

“I don’t plan on getting rid of you, I’ll still be getting information from you somehow.”

Originally posted by visual-17


You sat in fear as he kicked over the table that held all of his tools.

“You shouldn’t have had to see anything that happened today, but we can’t change that. So, lucky you, you get to visit the boss today.”

Originally posted by lobeu-my-carrots


He would be in absolute shock from kidnapping an innocent person.

“Ok, I’m not going to kill you, but you have to promise that when you leave, you won’t tell anyone. Or I will have to do something I don’t want to do.”

Originally posted by mountean


He became upset with himself and started spewing out his life story to you.

“Damn! Do you see what I mean? They’ll kill me for messing up again… Maybe I should keep you around.”

Originally posted by lobeu-my-carrots


He brought out a chair to sit across from you and just stare at you.

“I don’t know what I’m supposed to do with you. I suppose I just kill you, hm?”

Originally posted by lseokmin


He didn’t do much except for sigh a lot and hold his head in frustration.

“What do I do?! I can’t just let you leave, you know too much, but…”

Originally posted by strawberryboo


He silently spoke to himself in a panic but it seemed like he was questioning you.

“This has never been my job so they can’t blame me, right? Yeah? Okay, you can’t go now, so you’ll have to stay with me.”

Originally posted by sneezes


He stood in a state of confusion because Seungcheol never discussed this with him.

“He would probably have me kill you, that doesn’t affect me, but this is my fault. Unless you plan on joining the gang, you’re dead immediately.”

Originally posted by dino-net

Come Back

Originally posted by imnayeonie

Nayeon x Reader


Word Count: 1024

Written by Admin LJ

(Authors Note: hey all! Just a heads up, this is a sequel to “No More”, a scenario I wrote some time ago. Enjoy!)

It was by mere coincidence that you ran into her.

A year had passed since you two had broken up- one year, three months, and twelve days to be exact- of course, not that you were counting.

Neither of you kept in touch- it would have been too hard on both ends- your heart was already in pieces after she had cheated on you, and she couldn’t bare the thought of hurting you any more than she already had.

You had moved to the big city for a job offer you had received, and you had no idea what she was up to. It was probably better that way, but despite that, you couldn’t tame the overwhelming, hollow feeling in your chest every time you thought of her, which, though you hated to admit it, was quite often.

Given the circumstances, you were more than surprised to hear the sharp, confused call of your name as you were sipping coffee at the local cafe, laptop in front of you, furiously writing up a report to present to your boss later that day. Your head snapped up, instantly recognizing that oh-so-familiar voice you had grown to love and hate. Your eyes settled on her, and your chest felt as though it had caught fire.


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I’m doing a sort of kind of live-blogging of the new Adventure Time miniseries, “Elements” (of the leaks anyway, because CN is incompetent and I’m immoral well iTunes same difference). I’m going to write a proper, collective review (along with “Orb”), but I have to get my thoughts out before that. So, starting with “Skyhooks”:

  • the “Elements” title cards are simply just gorgeous
  • Jake just ran out of fucks to give and it’s wonderful
  • Finn has grown so much, like his first reaction to everything being candy is to think it was PB messing it all up again, and honestly? fair enough, at leats he’s not idolizing her anymore but seeing her for the problematic fave she is
  • Lemonpink is just as disturbing as Lemongrab, bless Justin Roiland
  • “Sour’s get the tower” well that’s not ominous at all
  • “maybe they don’t need you to fix them” wow Jake, offering some deep advice right off
  • just at the moment I was thinking Marcy wouldn’t be in this miniseries at all, she’s A FUCKINg MARSHMELLOW… THING! PB the fuck have you done
  • Marshmeline… yeah right
  • “anyone that’s overwhelmed with work or responsibility” so you wrote that song for your girlfriend, basically, bless you Marcy- Marshie, I guess
  • NO, guys, I wanted to hear that song, dammit
  • Olivia Olson humming Greensleeves… something I never knew I needed yet my life before seems devoid of perfection
  • “she’s everywhere” okay Marcy I appreciate the heart eyes but that’s creepy
  • “fixed them” oh PB you sick tyrant, love Finn fighting back tho
  • I have a lot of feels about Marshie hanging around PB even still, despite the whole concept being fucked up… #shippingituntiltheend
  • BMO is just so chill, sometimes I envy that
  • Ice King saves the day, because of course he does
  • Skyhooks, hmm, curious that the title should gain significance at the very end, especially considering that the last ep is called “Skyhooks II”, so we’re getting a nice frame again
Yoon Jisung - Prince!AU

OMG this one is so long I didn’t mean for it to get this big

But thank you for the support on my School!Guanlin scenario!!

Word Count: 3090

  • The Yoon family goes back many centuries, they’ve been on the throne for at least 200 years
  • In that time there’s been no wars, no uprisings, nothing to put the citizens they rule at harm
  • They were the most caring & trustworthy rulers the Kingdom has ever had
  • The kingdom couldn’t have had a better king and queen
  • Soon their eldest son Jisung would be taking over from them, but first he needed to find a suitable partner
  • Traditionally, his parents wanted to marry him to a woman of royal descent, but not forcibly
  • If they genuinely didn’t go well or disliked each other then it wouldn’t happen
  • They wanted a strong dynasty but also wanted their son to be happy
  • Jisung was just like any other Yoon
  • Happy
  • Caring
  • A well-rounded nice guy
  • But he also had his fair share of secrets

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A bad feeling (HR x Reader x Harry)

@wennbergbabe (It’s still not letting me tag you)  requested #31, 4, 5, and 9 I added a bit of 39 as well. This kind of got left up in the air so idk what you want me to do. It turned out a lot more angsty than I planned so idk.



Have you ever had that feeling like something was just going to go wrong? Or that something bad was going to happen? Today was one of those days. Since you woke up you felt like something bad was happening.

“Come on (y/n)! We are gonna be late to the book signing!” HR shouted outside of your shared apartment. You and HR had been married for a few months now and for his birthday you got him passes to meet his favorite author.

“I’m coming, I’m coming. Don’t start throwing stuff.”

“That was one time.”

“Yeah yeah yeah,” you laughed and kissed him before getting into the drivers seat.


You had to drive a fair distance away from your apartment, almost to Starling City, to get to the book signing. HR napped most of the way while you were driving. When he wasn’t sleeping he was playing really weird music and making jokes about having doppelgängers.

“All I’m saying is that Harry is cute,” you said in a joking manner.

“We have the same face!”


This went on for a little while longer. When Harry Wells stayed with Team Flash on Earth 1 you had taken a liking to the scientist. A strong liking. And Harry had felt the same, but then he had to go back to Earth Two with Jessie and it just didn’t work out. But HR came along and you fell head over heals in love with him in a matter of weeks.

You got so lost in your thoughts that you didn’t realize where your car was going. Before you could stop another car came swerving at you.

The only thing you saw before black, was the air bag going off.


HR didn’t know how long it had been since the crash, but when he woke up and saw where you two were, he panicked.

He shook you, but you didn’t respond and you weren’t waking up.

Quickly he pulled his phone from his pocket and called 911. They told him that an ambulance was on its way along with a helicopter if it’s needed.


It took the medics and cops about an hour to find you since you were so far out of town. Joe was with them when everyone arrived and he ran to HR who had just. been pulled out of the wreck.

“Are you okay?” Joe asked searching the other man for injuries.

“The medics just say I broke my wrist and cut my leg,” HR responded looking back at the car where they were trying to get you out.

“We’re going to get her out of there, don’t worry.”

“She wouldn’t wake up Joe. I think we need to call him in.”

“But last time,” Joe was cut off.

“She wasn’t in life threatening danger. Joe he needs to be here.”

“Alright I’ll call him in.”


Forty minutes later the wreckage had been cleared enough to get you out of the car. Luckily you were still breathing and had a pulse, but they still air lifted you to the hospital, HR flying with them.

Joe left to get Barry, Cisco and Caitlin and tell them what happened after they got you out.

“Is she okay?” Barry asked the doctor once everyone was in the waiting room.

“She’s lost a lot of blood. She has a severe concussion, four broken ribs, a sprained wrist and ankle, and has a few lacerations to her stomach. We’re doing everything we can. This is really up to her if she is going to fight to live.” The doctor finished and went back to the hallway where you were being operated on.

“God this is my fault,” HR cried holding his head in his hands.

Barry sat next to him and pulled the man into his side, “no it’s not. The other person swerved and hit you. She tried to stop it.”

The waiting room doors got thrown open and in stormed him.

“Where is she?” He asked approaching the team.

“Then I’ll wait.” And that’s what he did. Thats where Harry sat for two hours before they let visitors in.


Harry let everyone go before him so he could be there alone with you, mainly so no one would see him cry.

“No. Not you. Anyone but you,” Harry cried sitting in a chair next to your bed. The doctor had come in and told him, thinking that he was HR, that you had gone into a coma. And no one was sure when you were going to come out of it. So everyone waited.

Just like they did when Barry was in one. They moved you to STAR labs so Caitlin could watch you.


Four and a half months later Harry was sitting next to your bed in the medical area.

“You know, when I got the invite to the wedding I was a bit shocked. I knew that we had feelings for each other, I just didn’t want to act on them and then leave for earth two and leave you alone without someone to care for you. So I told you that I didn’t care for you. And then you met HR and fell in love. But if I had just held onto you, this wouldn’t have happened. You could have been visiting me on my earth for my birthday instead of being on that road and now you’re here fighting for your life. So, there’s what I should have said when I had the chance.” Harry didn’t know that HR had heard his whole speech.

“You shouldn’t have let her go.”


“Don’t say a word.”

Harry closed his mouth.

“You left her broken Harry. She learned to forgive our face but she told us only to call you if it was a matter of life and death. So that’s why I told Joe to have you come here. Because that’s what she said to do.”

“I still love her HR.”

“I know you do, and I feel like an ass doing this but, I got a message saying that I am needed back on my Earth. I have a feeling that I need to stay there for good and I’m can’t ask (y/n) to come with me when her whole life is here.”

“What are you saying?”

“I’m saying that on Earth One (y/n) (y/l/n) is married to Harrison Wells. I have to leave, but if you make amends with her, if she wakes up, then ask if you can wear this ring.” HR took his ring off and placed it next to Harry.

“Thank you HR.”

“Tell her I love her if she wakes up.”

“You mean when. When she wakes up. She’s a fighter. She’ll wake up.”

“Send a message when she wakes up please. I want to make sure she’s alright.”

Trying to open your eyes felt like someone had cemented them closed. But slowly they fluttered open and you came face to face with Harry Wells.

“Hey there, how are you?”


Everyone expected you to be out of it when you woke up.

No one expected what came with it.


“Yeah, it’s me.”


“What’s the last thing you remember?” He asked.

“Defeating Zoom, you said you wanted to talk to me. What happened to me?”

"So you don’t remember anything after that?”

“No, what happened to me?”

“You were in a car crash. Six months ago.”

Should he tell you about HR or let you forget about him and try and save a relationship with you?


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