i know you saw the asks man

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It’s been 2 years and 4 months since I saw you last…It’s times where I can only jog through the memory of loosing you. Coming to terms with knowing your not caked up with someone else or out busy working on your dreams is where the pain truly lies. Your not an ex I can wish the best for. Your not an ex I can check on social media for or ask your “friends” about. Your my baby that I’ll never be able to see again…I read your Tumblr and just shed tears. As a man knowing something and someone you’d give your all for has given their all to the wrong thing it tares me apart. Every year on my mother’s birthday I’ll remember your last words. Every Valentine’s Day I’ll think of the Birds Of Paradise I bought you. Every birthday I’ll remember you being by my side as I wake up from my joyous night. Every time I’m in Cali I’ll only have thoughts about how proud and happy you would’ve been with me enjoying life on the west coast. I’ve isolated myself. I tried dating after you passed and that fucked me up even more. I question what I could’ve done and know all my flaws and I’m forced to live with every decision I did or didn’t make. But throughout all these words of pain I just want to ask you to just lay with me tonight. ..please Mecca just lay by my side

“I got pregnant when I was twenty-two. It wasn’t planned. The father and I weren’t even in a relationship. But I thought I could handle it on my own. I felt like a modern woman. I was in law school. I wanted to be a diplomat. But oh man, it was hard. I wasn’t emotionally prepared to deal with it. Society doesn’t treat the child of an unwed mother like a blessing. When you’re married and pregnant, people come up and ask all kinds of questions: ‘Is it a boy? Is it a girl? How are you feeling?’ But that doesn’t happen when you’re single. People saw me getting fatter, but everyone avoided the subject. Instead they asked each other: ‘What happened? Do you know anything?’ I felt invisible. I dropped out of law school because I felt so ashamed. Thankfully a few close friends carried me through. My daughter is eighteen now. Everything turned out fine. But I wish I could have enjoyed my pregnancy more.”

(Rio de Janeiro, Brazil)

aquiver | 01 (m)

aquiver (adj.) [uh-kwiv-er] in a state of trepidation or vibrant agitation; trembling; quivering

pairing: min yoongi x reader
genre/warnings: mature themes, talk of masturbation, smut, language
words: 10,110
summary: Yoongi can’t remember the last time he was able to successfully bring himself to the point of orgasm, then Namjoon gives him a business card advertising ‘Healing Hands’, and that’s where he meets you; pretty and innocent looking, who gets paid to provide hand jobs for a living…
note. inspired by the novella ‘The Grownup’ by Gillian Flynn, literally just the character’s past occupation haha

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Imagine being Neville’s older sister and the twins having a crush on you

Written by: Head Honcho ~ Zoe


“I didn’t know you wore those, Neville.” Fred smirks as he holds up a silk bra. George laughs at the blushing dark haired student.

“I think Grandma accidentally switched out packages again, Nev.” You sigh as you set down the box of boxer, packets of seeds, and other things.

“I think so.” Your younger brother shyly nods, dropping the garment and quickly putting the lid back on it.

“Next time I think she should label it before she closes it.” You smile down at him, he quickly nods without making eye contact. “Sorry for mortifying you, kid.” You ruffle his hair.

“Not the first time.” He mumbles, you frown.

“Well,” You let out a deep breath. “I’ll make it up to you at Hogsmeade this weekend then, yeah?” You send him a hopeful smile.

“You don’t have to–”

“I want to.” You cut him off. “This is the fifth time this year alone that Grandma sent you my knickers.” You remind. “The least I can do is buy you something from Zonko’s or Honeydukes for the embarrassment I have caused you.”

“Alright.” He nods.

“Fantastic.” You set a hand on his jaw and lean down to peck his cheek. “See you later, bud.”

“Cya.” He sends you a tight-lip smile as you walk back down the aisle. Once he sees you sit back down by your friends, he turns back to the twins. “What?” He questions noticing how their eyes are wide and their jaws are dropped.

“You didn’t tell us that your sister is the hottest girl in school.” George leans forward and whispers to him.

“She’s absolutely peg, man.” Fred gapes.

“I didn’t know I was obligated to inform you guys on that.” Neville admits, absent-mindedly shifting through the different things in his care package.

“Of course you were.” Fred demands.

“We’ve had a crush on (Y/N) since we saw her on the Hogwarts express first year.” George informs, Neville shrugs.

“It’s not my fault that neither of you have manned up and asked her out yet.” He deadpans, reading the label on one of the seed packets.

The gingers’ eyebrows shoot up at the usual shy boy’s bold statement… but they both give each other a sad look knowing that Neville is right.

Pentagon as things I've heard on the bus
  • Jinho: Dance like nobody is watching, because they are not, they are all checking their phones.
  • Hui: When butterflies fall in love do they feel humans in their stomachs?
  • Hongseok: If Apple made cars, would it have Windows?
  • E'dawn: I just wanted you to know that somebody cares. Not me, but somebody does.
  • Shinwon: Don't look at me in that tone of voice!
  • Yeo One: If you ever get cold, just stand in a corner for a bit. They're usually 90 degrees.
  • Yanan: Today a man asked for a small donation towards the local swimming pool. I gave him a glass of water
  • Yuto: I let some blind guy borrow money the other day. He said he was gonna pay me back the next time he saw me. Wait...
  • Kino: If you know how many cupcakes I'm holding behind my back I'll give you both of them.
  • Wooseok: Your're so stupid you threw a rock at the ground and missed.

Some interesting contrasts between Kylo and Hux’s childhoods from the novels:

Friends

Armitage

“Brendol Hux is not a popular man. He isn’t army, he isn’t navy. He’s cold, smug, stubborn. He spends his time alone. Even his own son stays away from him—and that boy has no friends here, either. With the fall of the Empire, Hux and his son have been increasingly alienated.” - Empire’s End

Ben

“His expression reminded her a little bit of Ben’s when he was little, running in after an afternoon of roughhousing with his friends, hair mussed, absolutely filthy, and proud of himself.” - Bloodline

Heritage

Armitage

”He has a child, a bastard boy, as I understand. Not born of his wife, Maratelle, but of some … kitchen woman” - Life Debt

Ben

“On the day the Instruments of Surrender are signed, a child is born on Chandrila to Leia Organa and Han Solo. Friends and family gather. Rumors fly about who was there and who was not. Some say that the golden boy, Luke Skywalker, made an appearance and then was gone again, off on some untold mission. Others say his absence was conspicuous. Missing, too, was Solo’s copilot, who is said to have finally found his own Wookiee family on Kashyyyk. Stories of the birth range from the dramatic and fortuitous to the utterly inauspicious—one story suggests that the birthing chamber was occupied for three whole days while Leia struggled. Another tells the tale that it was fast and painless: She merely needed to calm herself and meditate to make the moment as untroubled as a mountain lake. Some say the boy was born with a shock of black hair, others that he had a full set of teeth, others still that he was just a baby like any other, sweet one moment, screaming the next, and nestling at his mother as any healthy child does.

What is known is this: The child’s name is Ben, and he takes his father’s last name, even as Leia keeps only her own family name, Organa.” - Empire’s end

“But of course you should! None of the Elder Houses adjudicates succession through strict bloodline inheritance.” Privately Lady Carise held some reservations about this. Bloodlines had to matter somewhat, otherwise the very concept of royalty would be discounted. However, she believed that inner nobility could be demonstrated through action, and despite her political disagreements with the princess, Lady Carise felt nobody could deny Leia’s courage was the equal of any monarch’s. “You must succeed Lord Mellowyn, just as your son must someday succeed you.”

For a moment Princess Leia looked weary, as if she had aged between one sentence and the next. “I can’t see Ben taking much interest in the governorship, either.” - Bloodline

Parents and “mentors”

Armitage

“Armitage is a weak-willed boy. Thin as a slip of paper and just as useless. But I’ll teach him. You’ll… you’ll see. He has potential.” - Life Debt

“Hm. Brendol does not much like you, I suspect.”

Tears line the boy’s eyelids as he nods in agreement. “I suspect that is correct, sir.” - Empire’s End

“The months for Sloane are hard and lonely. The Imperialis is a cold, impeccably designed ship, and she shares it with a pack of wild children and the haggard, haunted remnant of the man named Brendol Hux. The early days of the trip were spent worrying about whether or not one day Hux would rally his vicious orphans to slay her while sleeping. But once she saw that the children listened to Hux’s own son—a pale slip of a boy with a tousle of red hair—she went to him and asked young Armitage to make a deal with her. She said to Armitage: “If you’re willing to keep me safe from the children, then I will keep you safe from your father. Do we have an accord?” The boy nodded and said that they did.” - Empire’s End

“He nodded. Smiling through tears. Blubbering that he was her man. Then she added, “Your son. Armitage. I know you don’t like him. I suspect you hurt him— psychologically or physically, I don’t know, and I don’t care. You will leave him alone. And you will teach the boy everything that you know. Are we clear?” More blubbering, more nodding. That solved that problem.”  -  Empire’s End

Ben

“There! There it is. Washing over her and through her — an awareness unlike any she’s ever felt before. A pulsing glow, flickering and strong.

It’s not the plant. It’s not Luke. It’s not even Han.

It’s her child.

This isn’t just a mother’s recognition of the life inside—that, she already knows. She’s already well aware of the bump and tumble of that little person she carries. (And she already knows about the heartburn, and the pre-breakfast nausea, and the post-breakfast nausea, and the post-post-breakfast hunger)

This goes beyond all that. This is something separate from her. It isn’t a physical feeling. It is all around her. It suffuses her like the perfume from a jungle of flowers. As such, she is suddenly aware of her child’s mind and spirit: She senses pluck and wit and steel blood and a keen mind and by the blood of Alderaan is this one going to be a fighter!” - Life Debt

“Princess Leia’s baby, he knows, will have a good life. The best life. A family kept together, a father and mother who love him…” -  Empire’s End

“The dark, now lit with stars. One by one, like eyes opening. Comforting at first, then sinister as she worries, Who is out there, who is watching us? Hands reach for her, hands of shadow, lifting her up, reaching for her throat, her wrists, her stomach— Inside, the child kicks. She feels her baby turning inside, right-side up and upside down, struggling to find his bearings, trying so hard to find his way free of her. It’s not time, she thinks. Just a little longer.

Luke, she wants to cry out. But her words won’t come. Her mouth is sealed, a hand pressed over it. One by one, stars go dark again, winking out of existence as if by a hand slowly closing over them—” - Empire’s End

“But her baby boy? Him she can effortlessly feel inside her. Not just the way that all mothers can feel the living creature within, but she can feel him with the invisible hands of the Force: With it she senses the margins of his burgeoning mind, she knows his mood, she can tell that he’s healthy. He is less a human-shaped thing and more a pulsing, living band of light. Light that sometimes dims, that sometimes is thrust through with a vein of darkness. She tells herself that it’s normal—Luke said to her, Leia, we all have that. He explained that the brighter the light, the darker the shadow.

Right now her son is upset, tumbling inside her as if he can’t get comfortable. His light, flickering with the dark. She centers herself and concentrates. The walls of the room fall away. Everything is white and then it’s black. Then she’s in the calm, airless void. As Leia finds her peace, so does her son.” - Empire’s End

“While Leia is in the other room taking a shower, Han says in a low voice: “Hey. It’s you and me, kid. Whole damn galaxy against us but we’ll make it through okay. I’m not always gonna be the best dad—c’mon, I don’t know what the hell I’m doing here. I can barely take care of myself. But I’ll always keep us pointed in the right direction…even if we zig and zag a little to get there. There’s your first lesson: Sometimes doing the right thing doesn’t mean following a straight line. Sometimes you gotta—” He takes his hand and gestures with it like it’s a fish swimming this way and that, left and right and up and down. “Don’t tell your mother I said that.”

[…]

He stoops down and gingerly reaches for his son. He hoists him up and Ben twists and turns in his grip. He’s so small. Han thinks how easy it would be to break him. Or to drop him. The boy is vulnerable to everything. And so he does what feels most natural—he protects the kid by bringing him close to his chest. And just like that Ben stops crying. The boy nuzzles up against his collarbone. He burps once, his dark eyes pinch shut, and he’s out like a light.” -  Empire’s End

“Leia called upon her memories of Ben as she smiled at them.” - Bloodline

“We’ve lost our son, forever.”

Leia bit her lower lip, refusing to concede. “No. It was Snoke.”

Han drew back slightly. “Snoke?”

She nodded. “He knew our child would be strong with the Force. That he was born with equal potential for good or evil.”

“You knew this from the beginning? Why didn’t you tell me?”

She sighed. “Many reasons. I was hoping that I was wrong, that it wasn’t true. I hoped I could sway him, turn him away from the dark side, without having to involve you.” … I thought I could sheild him from Snoke’s influence and you from what was happening.” Her voice dropped. “It’s clear now that I was wrong. Whether your involvement would have made a difference, we’ll never know.”

He had trouble believing what he was hearing. “So Snoke was watching our son.”

“Always,” she told him. “From the shadows, in the beginning, even before I realized what was happening, he was manipulating everything, pulling our son toward the dark side.”  - The Force Awakens Novelization

Foreshadowing

Armitage

“The gift. You want to know about the gift. Here it is, Armitage: You will lead these children. They will serve you. And one day soon your father will pass down his teachings to you, and you will learn to do what he did. It will be your life’s work to take children like these savages and hammer their malleable minds into whatever shape you so require. They will be tools built for the work at hand. That is my gift to you, boy. One day your father will die. One day soon, I fear. And you will take his place.” -  Empire’s End

“They train every day here on board the ship at the urging of both Brendol and his son Armitage. Armitage has grown more vicious during these months, even for such a small boy. Sloane likes him. But she worries about him, too.”Empire’s End

Ben  

“And then, the black edging of the dark side encircles her bliss like a noose. Because what rides swift on the heels of hope but fear — a fear that stretches out far and wide like a growing shadow. Fear of having a child in an unstable galaxy. Fear of whether or not Han is alive — or Luke, too. Will the child grow up with a father? An uncle? A mentor? What is her legacy and what will her boy’s legacy be?” - Life Debt

“The baby turns inside her again, troubled by something she cannot feel and cannot yet understand.” - Empire’s End

“Leia can’t do what Luke can do and maybe never will, but she can quiet the kid with but the faintest of gestures. He hates to admit it, but he’s jealous of that. Han will never have that with Ben. They’re connected in a way he can’t even begin to understand. “You know. Use the Force.” -  Empire’s End

“One day she would have to reveal all this to her son. The truth of Vader’s identity had shattered her; she could not imagine what it might mean to Ben. At least Luke could tell Ben the most important part—that Vader had, in the end, been redeemed. Anakin Skywalker had returned; the dark side had been defeated by the light.” - Bloodline

“She needed to explain to Ben that they’d kept from telling him because they’d wanted to find the right moment. She realized now that she’d been fooling herself. Luke, too. There could be no good time to learn news this devastating.” - Bloodline

Do you know how I joined the Order? I’ve never forgotten. My mother asked Qui-Gon if he would take me away, if I would become a Jedi. He said yes, and that was all. My entire life, decided right then. I was nine years old. Qui-Gon said Jedi training was difficult. That it would be a hard life. I saw a magic man, with a sword made out of light and a starship. I was a slave, on a world made of dust. What was I going to say? NO?
—  Anakin Skywalker to Obi-Wan Kenobi (Obi-Wan & Anakin #04).
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Jin ➳ There he was, glaring at Yoongi’s hand in disgust as it laid on your shoulder delicately. Nobody noticed the atmosphere change, but you, and when time passed and you noticed his glare wouldn’t budge; your eyebrow twitched. “You don’t have to do that, you know.” Everyone soon trailed their eyes to you, and Seokjin raised his eyebrow in astonishment; knowing he was getting jealous over something so innocent but he just couldn’t help it. He wasn’t dumb enough to question you, and when Yoongi’s hand went to smack Hoseok and off you—his dark mood instantly vanished.

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Suga ➳ “It would be nice if you could step a few feet away from her.” Jimin’s mouth fell open from Yoongi’s sudden straightforwardness, and your eyes widened before you sent Yoongi a growl. He was never one to voice his thoughts out loud, but to say it so rudely and as if you were his property, you became angry; muttering a ‘really?’ to the man as it soon escalated. He didn’t touch you throughout the night, in fact, he ignored you while reading who knows what on his phone. You wanted to say sorry, knowing he was only jealous, and he couldn’t help it; but the man was also very stubborn and even though he didn’t show it, he was also hurt.

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J-Hope ➳ His smile went away, not knowing what to feel when you had asked him if you could tag along with Taehyung to get ice cream. “Sure.” He muttered a bit too forcefully, sending the younger one a scowl before you smacked his shoulder and began to scold him. He only shrugged when you yelled, only staring at Taehyung in annoyance and before you left, he waved towards you with a fake smile. Hoseok knew he was being too much, but he only wanted you to himself; even if you were going to do something so tiny with other guys, he only wished you had invited him to go along.

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RapMonster ➳ You snapped at him when he was being too clingy while you two were out with the guys, telling him to stop caging you in and that you weren’t his pet. What you didn’t expect, was for him to let you go and abruptly walk away in annoyance, giving you what you wanted but in all honesty, you didn’t want it to go that way. You felt cold with out him by your side, and when you stumbled while losing your footing, he quickly looked over his shoulder to make sure you were okay; only to find Hoseok grabbing your arm and helping you walk. Namjoon quickly rushed back, and you gave him a teasing grin. “So now you want me?”

“Shut up.”

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Jimin ➳ Whenever you spoke to a guy, especially Jungkook, the boy was quick to come by your side while pulling you possessively to his chest. At first, you found this cute until you figured out Jimin’s true intentions as he glared towards the younger man; inwardly telling him to walk away or he would regret ever speaking to you. You were speechless, and when you threw his arm off you to yell at him that you weren’t his toy and are in fact, a human being, he instantly felt guilty. “I’m sorry,” he apologized, biting his lip out of anxiousness as he grabbed your hand, “you’re just..too beautiful and I’m scared they’ll take you away from me.”

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V ➳ He was always clingy with you, showing his love for you whether you were lounging inside your home or in public, but when he was jealous; it was another story. He was becoming annoyed with how friendly you and Namjoon were being, and when one day he had roughly yanked you to his side and away from the older man while going towards the car, you screamed at him telling the man that you weren’t his possession; which angered him even more because you did belong to him, in a relationship sense. He didn’t ignore you, but he masked all his emotions from you for the next day, not being as clingy as he tried to give you your space even though it hurt him.

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Jungkook ➳ He tried to hold his jealousy in, to push it aside and he did a very good job at it, that was, until you two were alone. You irritated him when he saw you texting Seokjin, knowing it wasn’t anything serious to get mad over and when you asked him to carry you to the bed playfully, he muttered, “Why don’t you ask Jin instead?” Your face was blank, blinking at the man and trying to register what he had said into your brain until you burst into a fit of giggles at his ‘joke’.

“I will, then.” You were teasing him, and he only let out a sigh; wondering how you knew which buttons to push at the wrong times.

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Imagine you and Dylan are responsible for 90% of the bloopers

Pairing: Dylan x reader

Warnings: nah

A/N: This was taken from my other blog the-famdoms-shall-be-united  I wrote this just on another blog! It is not plagiarism!


We were running, that’s all we’ve ever done, and yet, I will never get used to it. The sand dune was huge, Thomas laced his fingers with mine, pulling me towards him when we reached the top.

“There they are” Thomas finally spoke as we peered into the distance.

“ That’s where we’re going “ The wind brushed through our hair-

“Oh my god” my boyfriend Dylan yelled as he started to fall back. I was then when I realized our hands were still intertwined.

“ Shit, no Dylan!” I exclaimed as I too fell back landing on top of him.

“ Thomas! Y/C/N!” Ki Hong screamed.

“ You dick!” I chuckled shoving him slightly.

“ I’m sorry baby!” Dylan said with a kiss to my nose.


What’s with the ‘Rat Man’? “Minho asked us quietly as Janson walked away.

“ I don’t know but I think he’s on Game Of Thrones” Dylan calmly stated not even breaking into a smile while Kaya bent over with laughter.

“Oh my god! Can I get your autograph? I love that show!” I screamed running after Aidan.


The sound of the choppers grew nearer.

“ Get Down! Everybody hide, hide!-” Thomas frantically running-

“Fuck where?!” I bent over laughing. Looking up, I saw Dylan smiling at me.

Take two

“ Get Down! Everybody hide, hide!-” Thomas frantically running-

Everyone began running in different directions again.

“What did we talk about?!” Dylan yelled. It startled me, I clumsily tripped over my foot and fell.

“ Mother, shit, fuck!” I wailed.

“ Baby?!” Dylan called running in my direction. Once he saw I was on the ground, he burst into a fit of laughter.

“No! Y/C/N! I will avenge you!” he crawled towards me.

“ Shut up!” I said before pulling him into a kiss earning a chorus of ‘aww’s’ from the cast and the crew. Dylan and I lifted up our middle fingers to them, flipping them off. Earning a chorus of laughter from the team.

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What’s the difference?? 어느, 어떤, and 무슨

I got the idea to write this post because some friends in a Korean-learning community I’m involved in were asking about it. 어느, 어떤, and 무슨 all seem very similar—perhaps even interchangeable—when you just look at how they are translated to English (that being, I have seen all three of them translated as “which” before). However, they have some important differences in when and how they’re used. Let’s take a look!


어느

어느 has two main usages. The first is used only in questions to mean “which (one)” when choosing from a limited set. For these examples, we need a little bit of context to understand how it works:

  • (while trying to choose between two shirts of the same style but different colors, to your friend) 어느 색깔이 더 좋아 (Which color is better)? 
  • (with a group of friends, looking at a list of current movie listings) 어느 영화가 가장 재미있는 것 같아? (Which movie seems the most fun?)

The other main usage of 어느 is to indicate some vague referent, be that a person, object, time, place, etc. This usage is often used to set the scene for stories or reference someone in a manner that indicates that the specific details of that thing aren’t the focus or aren’t really important.

  • 어느 해맑은 날에… (On some sunny day…)
  • 어느 예능 프로그램을 보고 있었는데 정말 잘 생긴 게스트가 나왔어요. (I was watching some variety program, and there was a really good-looking guest.)
  • 지금 열심히 일하면 어느 날 부자가 되겠지? (If I work hard now, I’ll be rich some day, right?)

One more usage of 어느 that you will see from time to time is 어느 indicating an uncertain quantity or extent of something.

  • 다은 씨는 어느 정도 요리를 할 수 있어요. (Daeun can cook to some extent.)
  • 강현 씨는 돈을 어느 정도 벌고 외국으로 떠나고 싶대요. (Kanghyeon says he wants to earn some amount of money and go away to a foreign country.)


어떤

어떤 means the same thing as “어떠한” and as such, is used to indicate particular features or characteristics of something. It can be more or less translated as “what kind of.” When asking a question using 어떤, the range of possible answers is limited, but usually not as limited as with 어느.

  • 저 남자는 어떤 사람인지 궁금하네요. (I wonder what kind of person that man is.)
  • 어떤 책을 좋아해요? (What kind of books do you like?) 
  • 어떤 집을 사고 싶어요? (Which kind of house do you want to buy?)

어떤 can also be used for indicating something that you know a little about, but nothing too specific. For example, suppose you’re telling someone about how you saw someone collapse in the metro! Scary, right? You didn’t know what to do at that moment, but then…

  • 어떤 멋진 남자는 긴급 의료원들이 도착했을 때까지 심폐소생술을 해서 결국에 다 괜찮았어요. (Some cool man did CPR until the paramedics arrived and everything was okay in the end.)

You don’t really know much about this life-saving person, but you know that he was a man, and he seemed pretty cool with his CPR skills! Let’s look at one more example:

  • 그는 정말 *길치라서 어떤 어두운 골목길을 1시간이나 헤맸어요 . (He’s really bad at directions, so he wandered some dark alley for an hour or so.) 


*NOTE- 길치 is a term indicating someone who is bad at directions. In a similar vein, 음치 is someone tone-deaf.


무슨

 Finally, 무슨 is used when you want to ask or talk about a matter, thing, etc. that you are not really certain about. Unlike 어느 and 어떤, the number of possible answers to a question that is asked with 무슨 is practically unlimited. It can be roughly translated as “what,” though as you will see from the examples, it really depends on the context.

  • 무슨 색깔을 좋아해요? (What color do you like?)
  • 무슨 생각을 해? (What are you thinking about?) 

무슨 can also be used when you want to talk generally about some things or situations.

  • 그는 무슨 잘못을 했는지 갑자기 반친구한테 따돌림을 당했어요. (Perhaps because he did something wrong, he was suddenly ostracized by his classmates.)
  • 무슨 일이든 저에게 푸념할 수 있어요. (No matter what issue it is, you can vent to me.) 



Do you understand the differences between 어느, 어떤, and 무슨 a bit better now? Just keep practicing using them and listening to native input to develop your intuition for when to use each one.

Happy studying~

I Know Your Wife (She Wouldn’t Mind) - Part Six

Summary: You have to break the news to Jared and, later, Genevieve. At a convention, Jared lets slip some information that gets you into an uncomfortable situation.
Jared x Reader (mentioned Jared x Gen, Jared x Reader x Gen), Genevieve, Jensen, Kathryn Newton (brief Matt and Rich)
Words: 6.2k+
Warnings: pregnancy, hella drama/angst, self-deprecating reader, uncomfortable confrontations
Beta: @blacksiren

IKYW Masterpost

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You had to get through another four hours of filming before you would get a chance to talk to Jared alone.

You apologised to the make-up team when you went back into the trailer, your face blotchy from being sick and your make-up ruined from crying.

The whole time you were on set, your mind was elsewhere. Specifically, you were wondering how to tell Jared that you were carrying his illegitimate, unplanned child.

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The Nanny

A/N: I know, a new series. But I just needed a new idea. Anyways this is the first part to what I’m hoping to be a 6 part series. Let me know what you guys think

Word count: 2,000 something words

Warnings: Mentions of a house fire, minor death not graphic

“Looking for a full time Nanny. Must be able to work late and be able to take care of both a kid and a dog. I am willing to provide a room for you to sleep in. In interested please Email me your resume at jbbarnes6412@gmail.com

Thank you,
J. Barnes”

As you read what seemed like the millionth job ad, you copied the listed email address into the empty email box.

Dear Mr. Barnes,
Below I have attached my resume. I hope I am a good fit for what you are looking for. My hours are flexible and I love dogs almost as much as I love kids.

Sincerely,
Y/N Y/L/N

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Won’t Let Go

Title: Won’t Let Go

Summary: When you return to the bunker with Sam, you realize how shaken Dean is after everything that has happened. All you want to do is comfort him but he ends up promising you something you never thought he would.

Author: deanssweetheart23

Characters: Dean Winchester x reader

Word count: 1063

Warnings: Angst. Mentions of blood and death. Spoilers for the episode 12x22 “Who We Are”. Bit of fluff because let’s be real, we all need this.

Author’s Note: So. The two hour finale. It killed me. And episode 22? Also killed me. Jensen’s acting killed me. I’m just completely dead right now, okay? So, I had to write this because my Deanie Beanie deserves all the love and comfort in the world *clears throat* *pulls herself together*

Right. This is set right after the last scene of the episode, meaning right after that group hug the three Winchesters share. The gif used is not mine. You can find it here

Enjoy <3 


The steady sound of running water overwhelmed your senses as you bonked your head against the shower door, washing away worries and fears and that little voice in the back of your mind that told you it was impossible for you to be there, to be back in the bunker again, alive and safe and almost unscathed.

Breathing deeply, in and out, you wrapped yourself around a towel, and got out of the shower slowly, eyes already darting towards the fresh scars and wounds covering your skin.

You should be used to it by now, but the thought of dying, of leaving this world, even in a blaze of glory with Dean and Sam next to you, had scared you more than you’d like to admit.

In and out.

Running your fingers through your hair, you let the towel drop to the floor and reached for your underwear, then slipped into one of Dean’s flannels, mind drifting to him almost intuitively. You’d only seen him for a few moments after you and Sam had returned from your mission, but you could tell that, whatever he’d seen in that dream sequence inside Mary’s head had hurt him. Really hurt him, even though he’d never say that out loud.

And, God, you worried about him.

In and out.

Soon enough, you were in the room you shared with Dean, only to find him sitting on the edge of the bed, holding what you knew was a picture of himself and his mother in hand.

Your heart broke.

“Hi there.” You whispered, leaning against the doorframe.

He looked up then, green eyes lighting up just a bit as he registered your presence.

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New Perspective - Peter Parker

Request from Anonymous: Hey! Can you do a Peter Parker imagine during civil war (reader is in team cap.) in which the reader is a class mate of Peter, and a Avanger with ‘sort of’ the things that 'Mistique’ can do (with all the shape shifting), which gives gives reader a lot of advantages while fighting against poor Peter, and she just makes a lot of fun of him for just not getting anything on her. Sry I Just imagine it pretty cute and funny ^^

Words: 1255

Warnings: None :)

A/N: I hope I’ve got everything in here that you wanted (I didn’t really know what I was doing so I just played with the shape shifting part but I hope it’s okay). I’m team Tony so writing about the reader on team Cap was certainly interesting. I hope it’s funny :)

You weren’t exactly scared, but you were definitely nervous. You knew what everyone on the team could do and the thought of fighting half of them was not on the list of things you wanted to do in life.

This was even going to have an effect on your school work. Going to Germany so close to finals had also not been on the list of things you wanted to do.

“Ready?” Steve asked everyone.

You nodded and soon you were out in the middle of the airport with your team, facing the people that you had considered to be people you would never fight with, in front of you.

Honestly, you had hoped that this wouldn’t come to a fight - you thought everyone was better than this. But if it came to a fight, like it had, you knew that you had to stand up for what you believed in.

Steve spoke to Tony. You noticed that they both really didn’t want to fight like this. But seen as they both had conflicting ideas, there wasn’t any other option.

All of a sudden Tony called “Underoos!” and someone in a red and blue suit flipped in and grabbed Steve’s shield. You were glad you had one more person on your team but now everything was even if this person, whoever they were, was on Tony’s.

“Hey everyone.” They said. It was a guy, you noticed, and not an old one.

“Who’s that?” You whispered to Wanda.

“I don’t know.” She said, “But give him hell.”

You grinned at this and then turned back to the opposing team.

You saw this new guy looking at you with his head tilted slightly as if he was trying to work out something. When he saw you looking back at him he returned his attention back to Tony. You were now starting to question what you had gotten yourself into. Maybe homework would have been better.

Now the niceties were over and done with, the proper fight started. It really did hurt to see your friends fighting each other.

You ran over to behind a wheel of one of the planes and looked out of what was going on. Everyone seemed to be engaged in little fights of their own. You didn’t know where that new guy had gone but you knew it wouldn’t be long until you ran into him again.

You had decided on going to help Clint fight Natasha and ran out of your hiding place when something dropped down in front of you.

“Going somewhere?” This new guy was just asking for it.

“Not anymore.” You said and spun round and tried to kick him but he quickly moved out of the way using a string-like substance to pull on.

“That stuff coming out of you?” You asked.

“Not really, Y/N.” He answered and you stopped dead.

“How do you know my name?” That was probably the fastest reaction you had ever had to anything.

“Uh… I don’t.” He said lamely.

“Who are you?” You demanded.

“Spider-Man.”

“No really?”

“Doesn’t matter.”

“Yes it does.” You ran at him and kicked his legs out from underneath him. While he was on the floor you grabbed at his mask and pulled it off.

What you saw was something you never thought you’d ever see.

“Peter!?” You exclaimed wondering what the hell he was doing here. “What the-?”

“I could ask you the same question.” He said and grabbed his mask back and quickly put it back on.

“Don’t think this means I’ll go easy on you.” You said getting into a guard stance with your hands in fists by your face.

Peter chuckled. He really didn’t know what he’d got himself into.  

Right in front of him you used your power to morph into his Aunt May that you had seen a couple of times.

Peter took a step back in surprise.

“Yes, Peter, I’m not going easy on you.”

He didn’t have anything to say to this and you understood that.

After he had paused to decide what to do he fired one of his webs towards your legs but you moved quickly.

“You won’t want to hurt your Aunt now Peter would you?” You teased as you dodged another one of his webs. You crouched down behind one of the big crates.

You could tell Peter was struggling. And you weren’t planning on making it any easier for him.

You shifted into the form of Liz Allen and rolled out into the open.

“I know it’s still you, Y/N.” Peter said.

“Yes but at the moment I’m Liz and she’s about to kick your ass.”

Peter didn’t move out of the way in time as you brought your leg up and firmly kicked him in the chest. He fell to the floor and landed on his back. You sauntered over to him stood over him.

“Bet this is where you want Liz to be.” You said as you lent down and properly straddled him now.

This was definitely turning into a weird day - you were basically straddling Peter Parker, the guy who you saw in Physics class, in the middle of a fight, in an airport.

If this was the effect that the Avengers were having on you, then you didn’t want to know what the future had to hold.

Peter brought his knee up and it connected with your side so you had no choice but to role off him.

You shifted again into his best friend Ned.

“Having fun?” You joked. “It’s hard trying to hurt the people you love.”

“Yeah but I don’t want to hurt you either.” Peter said.

“What because I’m a girl, Parker? It’s 2016 - let that go.” (Because Civil War happened in 2016)

“No because I don’t want to hurt you.” Peter repeated.

You were about to throw another punch but stopped. “Why then?”

“Just don’t want to hurt you.”

“Peter, at the moment Spider-Man isn’t being pitched to me very well so let me see what you’ve got.” You stood in a relaxed position with your hands by your sides waiting to see what he did. You decided to make it even easier for him by turning back into yourself.

Without warning, Peter shot two webs at both of your arms and pulled you quickly over to him. You fell into his chest and you knew you couldn’t get out of this.

“I think you’ve fallen for me.” Peter stated.

You rolled your eyes. “So this is what Spider-Man does huh? Hits on girls in the middle of fights.”

“It’s been known to happen.”

“Not anymore I hope.”

You didn’t even know why you were flirting back with Peter. It was just an unconscious decision. He was cute, you had to admit, and the fact you were thinking that as well just changed your perspective on the whole thing.

“Ok I’ll let you off punching me, if you take me out one night next week.”  

“Are you blackmailing me into asking you out?” He laughed back.

“It’s been known to happen.” You grinned.

You pulled your arms out of the webs and Peter’s hold and stepped away from him.

“It’s been fun, Spidey!” You called as you ran off to re-join the proper fight.

“So I’ll see you next week?” Peter called after you.

“Yes if one of us doesn’t get killed before!”

You didn’t hang around to see Peter’s reaction but you were pretty sure you knew that he was smiling, almost as much as you were.  

3 Things

Pairing: Park Jimin x Reader
Rating: Explicit
Genre: fluff and smutsmutsmut
Word count: 4,312

A/N: For anon, I hope you like it 💕 I think I’m getting better at writing smut?? Maybe??

Originally posted by bangtanboysloves

Your yawn drowns out the faint sounds of the TV, head lolling to the side as you stare blankly at the screen. It was well past eleven thirty – well past your bedtime – and you’re struggling to keep yourself upright and alert.

Jimin texted you around ten, letting you know that his shift at the convenience store was going to drag on a bit longer than expected, and that he wasn’t totally sure when he’d be headed home. He advised you not to wait up but of course, when did you ever really listen.

Both you and Jimin were full time students, juggling dead end jobs, homework and nearly non-existent social lives. Busy was an understatement for both of your lives and as a result you two rarely got to spend much time together. The only time you two really got was when you both settled down to sleep at night. No matter how dead tired either (or both) of you were, when you were curled up in each other’s arms at the end of a long day, you would quietly talk about the events that had happened or catch each other up on the episode of a drama the other had missed that week.

Which was why you were being so stubborn about going to bed without him; not feeling quite right about sliding under those blankets without his cold feet there to press against your calves.

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This wouldn’t fit in the “ask me anything/requests” section so I had to submit as a quote. Thought it was really interesting to hear about how Auston treats his family!!
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When Mike Babcock was asked about what surprised him the most about Auston Matthews’ game, he answered:

“Just his commitment. It’s not a surprise, but what most impressed me… the first time I met Auston’s mom and dad, I was pumping my fist under the table because when I saw him talk to his mom with such respect, and the way he treated his dad, you know you’ve got a good young man there right away. Good people make other people better. I say this all the time. My goal is to make them great players, but at 22, they’ve got to be good men. If they’re good men, they’re going to lead and do things the right way. The most special thing about Auston is the man he’s going to become. That makes your teammates better.”


AUSTON MATTHEWS IS A FRIGGIN MAPLE LEAF

Under My Protection

 Requested by anon: jared leto joker drabble 34 please and thankyou - haley 

 Pairing: Joker X Reader

 Word count: 877

 Drabble:  He creeped me out. I’m not gonna lie.


 You and Harley have been best friends since you gave her shelter when Batman was after her. That was two years ago. Since then, she has been trying to drag you into her world. You can’t lie, you kinda like it. The loud music, the long nights and the expensive gifts she always brings you.

 Right now you hear her, breaking in your apartment again. At 3 a.m. Groaning and tossing around, you hope she’s just looking for something. But of course not.

 “Wake up! Wake up!” She swings the door open, making you jump on the bed and sit up. “Guess who you’ll meet tonight?”

 “Who?” You ask in a sleepy voice.

 “My ex.” Her bright smile doesn’t fade. Harley broke up definitely with the Joker.

 The Joker. Like, the baddest of the bad. You never saw the man and you honestly don’t want to. It’s good to know that Harley finally got over him, and now they’re just partners in crime.

 “I don’t want to meet him.” You push her away playfully when she jumps in your bed. “You can go and tell him I said ‘hi’.”

 “No. You’re coming. Now go and put on that sexy dress I gave you.”

 Arguing with Harley is useless, so you get up and take a quick shower. She gave you many dresses. All of them short and tight. So you choose the purple one, which isn’t so short but has a deep cleavage. For some reason, Harley loves your breasts and wants you to show them to the world. With a sigh, you leave the bathroom, just to put another smile on your friend’s face.

 “That’s how I like it. Everyone on his club will stare at you.”

 “I know.”


 The car is stolen, that’s obvious. When she stops, you can’t help but beg her to take you back home. But no. Harley drags you through alleys and them downstairs until the most ridiculous dance club you’ve ever seemed. Everything seems expensive, and these people seem to be very very rich.

 “Holy shit. There are, like… People from the government here.”

 “Well, just don’t tell anyone.”

 You’d answer, but Harley screams. She guides you throughout the endless tables and many half naked girls to what seems to be the backstage.

 “He doesn’t live here, so don’t ask him that.” That’s when you notice that she’s knocking on a wooden door. Soon enough someone opens it.

 “So you brought me a gift.” The man stares down at you, hungry eyes and a weird smile. The Joker is even scarier in person.

 “She’s not a gift. She’s (Y/N). Remember?”

 “Such a pretty little thing…” When he allows you both to walk in, you pretend not to be surprised. Three dead bodies beside his huge desk, and lots of different guns on it.

 “Now. Let’s get to business.” Harley says in a singsong voice.

 “No. I want to get to know this friend of yours.” Joker sits on the couch, ignoring the men who come to drag the corpses to God knows where.

 They both keep staring, waiting for you to say something.

 “What? You’re a fucking villain, I don’t know what to say.” Rolling your eyes, you sit on his desk, not bothering to ask for permission. “This is insane. Three dead men? Seriously?”

 “Oh, she’s so sweet, isn’t she?” Harley grabs Joker’s arm and shakes it. But his eyes don’t leave you until it starts to feel uncomfortable.

 “Yes, she is.”

 His low voice sends shivers down your spine. Crossing your legs, you clean your throat, trying to make this weird sensation go away.

 “So. You two have business?”

 “Yes. I actually have business with many people, as you can see.” Joker stands up, walking up to his desk.

 Choosing to be smart, you jump to the ground, but when you step away from the desk, he stops right before you, blocking your way. His eyes are locked on yours, so you can’t help being a bit scared.

 “Let me…”

 His cold fingers touch your chin, moving down to your neck and then your shoulders.

 “I have dangerous people coming and I don’t want you anywhere near them.” Joker turns to face Harley, who’s still sitting there, a smile on her lips. “Take her home, Harley. She’s under my protection.”

 Before you could say anything, Harley takes you by the hand and drags you out the damn club. You wanted to stay. To see those men, to see more of Joker.

 Harley gladly drives you home through the dark and empty streets of Gotham.

 “Sooooooo. Did you like him?”

 “He creeped me out. I’m not gonna lie.” You take a deep breath. She wouldn’t let it go. “But yes, I guess he’s not that… bad.”

 “I knew it! I rather him to date you than any of those bitches.” She turns left, forcing you to hold onto your seat.

 “Okay then.”

 “I’m not gonna be the only one breaking into your apartment at 3 a.m. now.”

 You can’t help but laugh. This life isn’t for you, well, that’s what you tell yourself every night. But you have to admit: it does make you feel alive. Now you can barely wait for Joker to break into your apartment.

BTS| Mafia AU| Them telling you about their “job” and you don’t care

YEEEESSSS, I’ve waited so long for a reaction in this direction. Any more ideas for a MafiaAU or YandereAU?

Requests are open. More information here.

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He was nervous. Yes,he, member of the mafia and feared by many was nervous to tell you, the only person he really cares about, that he isn’t the businessman he told you he was. But it was time. He entered your home and walked straight to the living room where you were.


Jin

He didn’t knew why, but on his way he stopped at your favourite restaurant to get your favourite food. He held the bag tightly when he started to talk.

“Y/n…we need to talk about something.”

While he told you the whole story, you stood up and observed him attentive. When he finished and waited for you to speak, fear filled in his body.

“Tell me about this stuff when I ate my kimchi. I hope you didn’t forgot it?”

His heart almost stopped, you seemed more angry by the possibilitie, that he forgot yout kimchi, than about the fact that he was a member of the mafia.

“K-K-Kimchi?”

Originally posted by chimtae


Suga

“Y/N ?”

“Yeeees?”

“We need to talk”

So he told you about his “job”. You were confused at first, but you kind of anticipated that he wasn’t the good man he tried to make you believe he was.

“Well…ok….good to know. Do you want some sushi? I just made some.”

He was trained to never show a emotion, but since he expected you to sceam at him and in reality you didn’t even asked further made him stand there in confusion.

“Are you okay, jagi?”

Originally posted by chokemejimin


Namjoon

He was more than nervous since a lot depended on the way you would react. His presence was dangerous and he had enemies. He started to speak when he saw you.

“…..hello babe, I hope you have time, we need to talk.”

And he spoke about everything. You listened without interrupting him. After he finished, his big orbs stared into yours, observing your reaction.

“O-Ok, but I will have the last piece of the cake now, and belive me, I can be more dangerous than the whole mafia.”

He was confused before he started to smile.

“I should have predicted this…”

Originally posted by bangthebae


Hoseok

He couldn’t say how you would react, but he was almost sure that you would freak out. He rushed into the living room, to get it over and done with. His voice was nearly commanding when he told you to sit down. 

“You may be confused but I can’t keep it from you, and I’m sorry for all the danger i put you in with telling you….”

He made his explanation quick and easy before staring at you, his hands trambling.

You slowly nodded your head while pouting your lips.

“Mhm, okay, I’ll go and get the ice cream, you need to tell my everything.

“S-so your not angry?”

“Why should I?”, you answered while turning back to him to almost die from a heart attack. He run to you and hugged you tight, obviously relieved.

Originally posted by orchid-bud


Jimin

He wanted to keep you from all this, but he knew that he couldn’t lie to you anymore. But he was scared. Scared of losing you. He gathered all his courage and started to talk.

“Jagi, you know how much I love you and that I would never allow someone to hurt you. But you need to know that I’m not the angel you think I’am. You know when I was younger I had this friend who was involved in some shit and I wanted to help him but-”

He was stopped by your fingers on his lip.

“Jimin, come to the point. What Are you scared of?”

“A lot. I-I’m something like a member of t-the mafia…..”

“ Uhm, okay, will you tell me also what dish I should order?”

“ I know it’s dangerous and that- wait…..What?!”

To say he was caught off guard would be a understatement.

Originally posted by kths


Taehyung

He was too scared to look into your eyes. 

“Jagi, please sit down, I need to tell you something and please don’t freak out. I love you and this will never change.”

And he told you everything while looking at his shoes. After he finished, he still didn’t looked up, until he felt your hands on his chest. 

“Naw, my little Tae, let’s go and eat cookies.”

His confusion didn’t lasted long and he followed you into the kitchen while smiling like he always does.

“Yeah, cookies would be nice.”

Originally posted by jeonbase


Jungkook

He had no plan. No plan how he should tell you the he was a ruthless member of the mafia. When he found you laying on the couch he placed himself beside you and took your hand,

“We need to talk. But before that I want you to know that I love you and that I’m sorry that I didn’t told you from the beginning that….”

He played with your entangled hands while talking, clearly avooiding to look at you. Even when he finished he didn’t stopped, while he waited for you to break his heart.

“Okay, but the next time you try to take the last cookie you will give him to me to show how guilty you are for not telling me earlier.”

“Maybe I should reconsider this..HEY.”

You attacked him and a tickle fight began.

He was so surorised but relieved at the same time.

Originally posted by jeonbase

-mi

New Girl (Peter Parker x Reader)

Originally posted by stallingdemons

Word Count: 1156

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Being the new girl at midtown high school was not something you were looking forward to today. Your parents always seemed to be moving around and being the new kid at school every year became old fast. Making friends was something you stayed away from as you’d only stick around for one school year anyway. But this time was different, this time your parents promised that this was the last move and that couldn’t have made you any happier. However that didn’t shake the nerves you felt for your first day.

It was currently first period and your eyes were busy searching for someplace to sit in the classroom. All eyes were on you as people whispered to their classmates, wanting to know who the new kid was. It was the same old drill every year but you still hated the feeling of all the attention on you. You notice a girl sitting towards the back of the classroom with her head stuck in a book. She seemed like someone you would get along with as she reminded you of yourself, so mustering up some courage you approached the empty seat beside her, all eyes on you as you moved through the classroom.

Shyly tapping her shoulder to gain her attention your voice showed how nervous you were. “Hi I’m new here and I was just wondering if it’s okay if I sit here? If not that’s totally okay I get it you probably have friends-”

Looking up from her book she sent you a friendly smile as she took in your anxious appearance. “I don’t mind, really. What’s your name?”

Relief flooded through your body at the girls kindness, you were worried you would start off the school year by pissing off someone. “Y/N. It’s my first day here, sorry that i’m so nervous I just have trouble talking to new people. What’s your name?”

The girl moved her books off the desk to make room for you as you gratefully took the seat beside her. Turning to you she leaned her elbow on the desk, resting her chin in the palm of her hand as she seemed to observe you. “I’m Michelle and welcome to midtown high. You seem like a nice and smart girl so I suggest staying away from any popular cliques, it’s honestly too dramatic and messy.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at her last comment as you knew all too well to stay away from those sorts of crowds. Those type of people often held an interest and wanted to be your friend before they discovered how much of a nerd you really were. “I doubt they’d want to be friends with the new science nerd who was on the mathletes. Every school I go to I’m known as the freaky genius girl.” Michelle let out a snort at your words, having to take a sip of water to calm herself down from her laughter. “Freaky genius girl? Wow that’s original.” You laughed along with her, glad she had the same sense of humour as you did. 

After calming down from your laughter Michelle was the first to speak.“Well don’t think you’re the biggest nerd in the school yet, wait until you meet Parker.” Your eyebrows furrowed at the name, obviously not knowing who on earth this girl was talking about. “Who?”

Noticing the teacher finally entering the classroom she decides to shrug off the topic. “Never mind i’ll introduce you both later. But I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship Y/N.”


It was now the end of second period which you sadly didn’t share with Michelle. Clinging your books tightly to your chest you already mentally had a list of what homework you had to start tonight. You were last out of the classroom, too caught up in your own thoughts when you felt yourself bump into somebody. How cliche.

All your books were scattered on the ground around you making you internally groan at your luck. “I’m so sorry I wasn’t looking.” Mumbling out apologies to the stranger that you hadn’t even looked at yet you bent down to pick up the mess, noticing that this stranger was kind enough to help you. This caused you to finally look up and meet the gaze of the strangers, only to be met with a pair of dark eyes that captivated you. It was a boy with dark curly messy hair and a strong jawline, his attractiveness making you a little speechless. 

“Are you alright?” Your thoughts were interrupted by his voice which snapped you back into reality. Having trouble finding the words to speak your response came out quieter than you would have liked, your shyness evident through your actions.“Oh-yeah um thank you…”

Sending you a friendly smile the boy nervously tucked his hands into his jean pockets. “I’m Peter, Peter Parker.” Eyes widening in realisation you rushed out your words excitedly. “Oh you’re Parker!”

Obviously confused by your strange outburst, Peter quirked an eyebrow confusedly. “I’m sorry?” Realising your words probably creeped him out as you were a complete stranger, you hurriedly rushed out an excuse.  “Oh this girl I met this morning, Michelle, she mentioned you.”

Nodding his head in understanding you noticed his eyes look up and down your body, making you feel nervous under his gaze. “That’s unlike Michelle to make new friends, you must be something special.” Your cheeks darkened instantly, you feeling all giddy inside. Realising you hadn’t told him your name you held out your hand so he could shake it. “I’m Y/N by the way, just moved here.”

Gratefully accepting your handshake he smiled back at you making butterflies erupt in your tummy. “Well welcome to midtown, do you wanna join me and my friends for lunch?” Knowing that one of those friends was Michelle brought you comfort so you accepted the offer. “Sure.”

Walking along beside him as he led you to the lunchroom you couldn’t help but bring up a topic you’d been dying to ask about ever since you arrived in Queens. “I hope this doesn’t sound weird but…is it true about that new hero running around queens. The one called Spider-man?”Glancing at you as you asked the question you swear you saw something shift in his eyes, but decided to ignore it. “I’ve heard of him yeah. Why do you ask?”

“Well I’ve never lived near a superhero before, that’s gotta be cool. Also I’ve seen him on youtube, he’s amazing!” Becoming a little embarrassed at your moment of fangirling over the superhero, you shyly hid your face behind your hands. 

“Someone’s got a crush.” His words came out mockingly like a young boy as you playfully pushed his shoulder. “So what if I do? Not like I’m ever gonna meet the guy.” Smirking down at you Peter let a chuckle fall from his lips. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.” If only you knew…

Five Little Words

Characters: Y/N (reader), Jensen Ackles, Natalia (OFC)

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: Power outage, bad weather (no one is in danger but it sounds scary), mention of crappy ex, mention of abandonment, Jensen singing (and hell yes that is a warning!).      

Word Count: 3100ish

A/N: This is a three in one ;) I hope I won’t dissappoint anyone. A while ago I did this tumblr game thing where I let people send me a “I wish you would write a fic where…” I told a few people I would do theirs. @chaos-and-the-calm67 said this:

I wish you would write a fic where Jensen and the Reader get stuck in a room when the lights go out (place of your choosing) so they sit in the dark and get to talkin’ and when the lights come back, Jensen asks the Reader out :)

I changed it a little Bev, but I hope you still like it.

This is my entry for @buckysmetallicstump‘s Disney Quote Challenge where my prompt was “You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.” — Christopher Robin, Winnie the Pooh as well as my entry for @iwriteaboutdean 200 follower challenge where my prompt was “Kiss Me” - Sixpence None the Richer.

Song also used Return to Pooh Corner by Kenny Loggins.

Thanks to amazingly talented @blacktithe7 for betaing this one for me.

No hate towards Danneel intended. Her and Jensen are my otp. This is just fiction. Also no mention of Supernatural in this one so I guess if you prefer to see it as an AU it could be that.

The storm was raging outside. It seemed to have hit the town out of nowhere. You hated that you had to go out in this weather, but your washing machine was broken. It was your turn to wash your daughter’s softball mini league uniforms, and she needed them tomorrow. So you didn’t have a choice. You sighed as you watched the darkness outside the glass doors  that were almost quivering in the wind. You quietly folded the uniforms as you dreaded having to head home in the storm. Luckily your little girl didn’t pay much attention, she had never been to fond of lightning storms, but she seemed to slowly be growing out of her fear of them. She was too busy playing with her favourite toy, her Winnie the Pooh teddy.

Natalie made you so proud. She was a tomboy who played softball and soccer, and still she was one of the most artistic and imaginative kids in her class. She made up stories and loved drawing little pictures to go with them. She was a special little girl and the light of your life.

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