i like how to the two sassy ones are next to each other

King of Memes

Or, how Tony Found Out About Bucky’s Blog. 


Tony couldn’t seep. Sometimes he managed a few hours if he was tired enough, so usually he went to the gym and worked out until he was exhausted. Tonight, though, he found the gym already occupied: Barnes, with his hair tied up, working steadily at the heavy bag. Normally Tony would make an awkward comment and leave him to it, but instead he just heads for the opposite side of the gym. After setting up at one of the far treadmills, Tony worked his way to a easy run. Barnes was laying his fists rhythmically into the bag, and the quiet thumping was sort of strangely soothing. Between the running and the thumping, Tony slipped into a near-trancelike state.

 And then Barnes let out an ungodly howl, drew back his left fist, and slammed it straight through the heavy bag with a roar of, “DIE A THOUSAND BURNING DEATHS!”

Tony fell off the treadmill, scrambled to his feet, and booked it to the elevator.


kingofmemes posted:

holy shit you guys there was a spider on my punching bag !!! thanks to my many years of combat experience & martial arts training things are okay now

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trash aus
  • i borrowed ur pen and its been 2 weeks and i still haven’t returned it because every time i talk to u, i am reminded of the massive fucking crush i have on u which always ends up leaving me speechless” au 
  • “u caught me dramatically lip syncing/dancing and instead of laughing u joined in v v badly and we did a fucking duet together” au
  • u sat next to me on the plane and idk if ur nervous or something but wHY DO U NEED THE TOILET SO FUCKING MUCH” au
  • “i’m a bus driver and despite my no-coins policy, u always manage to weasel ur way into giving them to me w/ stories that cannot possibly be true” au 
  • i didn’t realise i was staring at u while daydreaming” au 
  • “i have never met u in my entire life but u keep sarcastically responding to my tweets and i wanted to punch u until i saw ur avi and now i sort of want to kiss u” au
  • i thought u had a crush on our friend and u thought i had a crush on the same friend when in reality, we have a crush on each other” au
  • “we fucked last night and i left before u woke up and ur standing in front of me right now… for a job interview” au 
  • we’ve been married for 2 years now and u just had surgery that left u real fucking dopey and u keep telling me that u wanna take me out and marry me” au
  • “this is my first time at a gay bar and i’m kinda nervous so i got real drunk and now ur listening to me rant on and on about how gay two characters are for each other,” au
  • i drunk texted u thinking u were my ex and in the morning i woke up to a hangover and a long ass text from u telling me i could do better and shit” au
  • “i’m a popular fanfiction writer and u catch me writing the latest chapter in a cafe, and we end up talking and i keep going on and on about this cute commenter who i find out is u when u comment on the next chapter” au 
  • ur my best friend’s older brother and u just caught me singing along to my to best friend’s brother by victoria justice with a bunch of dicks drawn on my face.” au
  • “ur in a band i really like but ur band name is fucking stupid so i made an anonymous twitter account with new band name suggestions except it got really popular and now u wanna meet me” au 
  • ur my daughter’s teacher and u asked to meet me after school so i got real scared and now i’m shouting at u about how u shouldn’t make assumptions about a child’s skills due to their disability” au
  • “u helped me shout at some prick at a bar” au
  • ur the really sassy blind kid in my class who always brightens up my day with ur remarks and one day u confront me abt why i always laugh” au
  • “its a school reunion and woah u got really hot and woah we’re fucking in the bathroom” au 
  • we’ve been binge watching this show for a while and then i found out u didn’t ship my otp so i spent the rest of the day convincing u to ship them together” au

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the timing is all wrong- h.s imagine

Originally posted by irinagudronchik

“Y/N!”

You chuckled softly and excused yourself from the conversation you were having with one of your friends.

Harry drunkenly plopped his body next to yours, his body almost on top of yours. He buried his face into your neck and smiled.

As if your hands had a mind of their own, they started to rub his back in a soothing matter. “How are you doing, birthday boy?”

Harry hummed and pulled his body back so he could look at you properly. He had a stupid, drunk, smile on his face. “I’m having the time of my life!”

You laughed, heart swelling at your best friend. “Good! You deserve the world.”

Even in Harry’s drunken state, his stomach did backflips hearing your words.

“Harry! Come on, let’s dance!” a female voice shouted from the middle of the dance floor.

You cleared your throat and nodded your head towards her, “Your girlfriend is calling you.”

Harry looked back between Brooklyn and you. He opened his mouth but was interrupted by Brooklyn calling him once again.

You tapped on his cheek, “Go! We’ll talk later!” Harry gave you a peck on your cheek and promised to meet up again later and proceeded to dance with Brooklyn.

You stared as he wrapped his arm around her waist and gave her a hard kiss to which she returned, her arms wrapping around his neck. You cleared your throat and looked down at the beer bottle in your hands before taking a long chug from it.

Louis came over and sat next to you, placing a hand on your thigh. He leaned into your ear and whispered, “I saw that.”

You looked at Louis and smirked, “What? Saw Harry acting like a proper drunk idiot?”

Louis shook his head and returned a smirk back to you, “No. Saw you drooling over the drunk idiot.”

You smacked Louis hard on his chest. “I told you that in secrecy!”

Louis rubbed where you hit him and gave you a look, “Oi! I haven’t told anyone!”

You narrowed your eyes at him, “I’m surprised you haven’t with that giant mouth of yours.”

Louis held his hands up in defense, “To be honest with you, I am too.”

You gave him one more look before the two of you burst out into laughter. You shook your head and looked back to Harry and Brooklyn dancing to a slower song, arms wrapped around each other. Still looking at him, you told Louis, “Doesn’t matter. He would never feel the same anyways.”

The next morning, you woke up to a slight headache. Damn it. Should have drank more water last night. You picked up your phone to see several messages from Harry, no doubt he texted it to you when he was drunk; the thought making you smile softly.

Y/N love! Miss you!

We should totally rent a boat.

Promised you a dance! Where r u

Did u leave u dick

LOL you don’t have a dick

Wait do u

Y/N?

Y/N!

ANSWER ME.

You laughed at Harry’s texts, wondering how in the world could he ever get these kind of ideas in his head. You glanced at the time at the top of your phone and figured you should make sure he got home alright.

“Hello?” Harry groggily answered.

“Morning sunshine.” You smiled getting up from your bed, heading over to the kitchen.

“I am anything from being in a sunshine mood this morning” Harry said, eyes closed, snuggling into his covers. “Can you bring me breakfast?”

You shut your fridge door and balanced the phone between your ear and shoulder, twisting a water bottle open, “Pass.”

Harry groaned loudly into the phone, “But it’s my birthday!”

You gulped down your swig of water, “It was last night, idiot!” Harry pouted, “But I’m hungry. And you love me.”

You rolled your eyes and chuckled. Harry whined, “Please Y/N.”

You sighed and smiled, shaking your head. “Fine.”

Harry cheered before wincing from the sudden movement, very hung over. “Maybe bring some aspirin as well.”

You were humming to yourself softly, holding a bag filled with Harry’s favorite breakfast: Avocado toast. Yours: A chocolate croissant.

You walked up to George, Harry’s doorman and dropped a bag in front of him. You smiled, “Hey George.”

George looked up at you and smiled before reaching into the bag. “Morning Miss Y/L/N.”

“I grabbed you a breakfast sandwich this time. George put his hand over his heart, “A woman that knows my heart.”

You laughed and walked away, “See ya, George!”

After taking the elevator to Harry’s apartment, you finally got to his door. You pulled his spare key out of your pocket and unlocked the door. You shut the door quietly, careful not to make too much noise. You placed your purse and bad with food on the counter. You began to walk to Harry’s bedroom but froze instantly. You heard a very loud moan come out of his room. You peeked your head from behind the hallway and were met with a rather disgusting sight. Brooklyn was on her knees in front of Harry. You quickly turned around and walked away, picking up the food and purse on your way out. Once you finally exited his apartment, you leaned against the door and sighed. She must of came over as soon as we hung up. Not wanting to let the food go to waste, you reached into your back pocket and pulled out your phone.

Breakfast?

Louis sat at his dining room table, hand on his chin, pouting, “If I knew you were going to give me this, I wouldn’t have answered your text.” You shrugged your shoulders, finishing the rest of your croissant. “Harry loves that.”

Louis crossed his arms and mumbled, “Harry also likes sardines.”

You wiped your mouth before Louis spoke up again, “Why didn’t you just give him this then?”

You picked at the button on the top of your shirt, “I was but decided not to.”

Louis stared at you, “Brooklyn was there wasn’t she?”

You sighed and shook your head yes. It wasn’t that you didn’t like Brooklyn. She was a very sweet girl. You tried to look for something small to dislike her but unfortunately, you couldn’t. Brooklyn was lovely. She was someone Harry needed.

Louis bit his lip, a look of sympathy on his face. He didn’t understand how Harry could be so blind. Y/N was perfect in his eyes. She was funny, the right amount of sassy, and beautiful. Anyone would be lucky to have the honor to call her their girlfriend. Wanting to change your mood, he asked, “Let me show you something.”

“Louis! That was awesome!” You shouted. The two of you were sat in Louis’s mini studio inside his apartment. He just played back a song that he was recently working on, planning for it to be his next hit.

Louis pressed the stop button and smiled brightly at you, “You liked it?”

“Loved it! So proud of you!” You smiled, giving him a hug. Louis smiled and hugged you back a little tighter, “I’m glad.”

Harry was sat on the couch in your living room apartment, feet on the coffee table. “I feel like I haven’t seen you in a while.” You came back into the living room, popcorn in your hands. You sat next to him, getting into the same comfortable position as well. You shrugged your shoulders and grabbed the remote, going through the DVR. You clicked on the episode of Game of Thrones you were looking for and nestled into the couch a little more. “Wait, you skipped an episode. We didn’t watch that one yet.” Harry interrupted you.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I forgot I watched that episode with Louis the other night” you said, grabbing the remote again. “I’ll watch it again if you’ll like.”

Harry turned his body so it was facing you, “Since when have you and Louis started hanging out?”

You shrugged your shoulders once more, “We’ve always hung out.” Harry scratched the back of his neck. “Yeah..but never alone..”

You gave him a confused look, “What does that have to do with anything?”

Harry sighed, “It doesn’t but I didn’t know you guys were on that friendship level..”

You gave him one more look before laughing, “Louis is great company, what’s the big deal?”

Harry got back into his position and rested his arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer, a sense of worry going through his body. “I’m being silly, sorry love. Can we watch the episode?”

You were holding your chest, trying to gain your breath back. Louis stood next to you, tapping his foot, hands on his hips. “Y/N-” You held up your finger, still trying to catch your breath.

He rolled his eyes. “Oh for fuck’s sake, Y/N it was only a block!”

You and Louis started to grab some takeout. While you guys were walking back to his apartment, it started to rain. Not wanting the food to get ruined, Louis suggested the two of you to run the short distance. Finally, you were able to breathe. You narrowed your eyes at him, “I could have slipped on the rain and died.”

The two of you stepped into the elevator, he smirked at you. “That would be an unfortunate way to die. ‘Girl defeated by rain.’ Now that’s a buzzfeed article I would read.”

Ever since Harry’s birthday party, you and Louis became insanely close. At first you saw Louis as a distraction from your feelings for Harry but eventually you grew to really enjoy his company. Louis always admired you and hanging out with you lately has made his feelings for you grow more.

After the two of you finished the food, you really wanted to hear Louis’s new song again. Louis pretended to be annoyed but his heart warmed at the thought of you loving his song. As Louis played back the song, you began dancing like a mad woman. Louis was watching you, laughing at your horrid dance moves. As you were dancing, your foot caught on one of the wires that was on the floor. Louis quickly grabbed you before you fell to the floor. You placed your hands on his arms and looked up at him. You don’t know who kissed who first but you soon found yourself sitting on Louis’s lap, hands tangled in his hair. The two of you kissing as his song was playing quietly in the background, repeating itself.

You were walking to your door, hand in your hand, smiling at Louis’s latest text to you. You quickly sent him a text, arranging to meet up later. As soon as you opened the door, Harry was on the other side. His hand was up, looking like he was going to knock before you opened the door. “Hey. what are you doing here?” you asked, putting your phone into your back pocket.

“I broke up with Brooklyn.”


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Women In Young Adult Literature

This Wednesday we’re celebrating the social, economic, cultural and political achievements of women on International Women’s Day. I’d like to use that as an opportunity to talk about a few of my favorite female characters in Young Adult books. Careful if you haven’t read these books because of possible spoilers.

Cather Avery (Fangirl)

Cather Avery and her twin sister Wren are starting college and Wren has announced she wants to discover college on her own, leaving an introvert Cath hiding out in her dorm, writing fan fiction. I really liked that Fangirl was about Cath as a character at first and everything else second. Cath is shy and introvert but she’s also sure of who she is and isn’t ashamed of that.

Madeline Whittier (Everything Everything)

Madeline has a rare illness which prevents her from leaving her house, but Maddy is a happy teenage girl. She reads a lot, takes classes online, has a friend in the form of her nurse. Despite the fact that she was missing out on so much in her life, she keeps being optimistic. It is impossible not to like her. Of course, she was also moody and curious. This curiosity eventually leads her to uncover a secret that will change everything for her.

Glory O’Brien (Glory O’Brien’s History of the Future)

One evening Glory and her best friend mix up beer with the remains of a bat (that is as weird as it sounds). Next thing they know they can see people’s pasts and futures. Glory becomes obsessed with the second civil war and decided to write down every piece of information she gathers from seeing people’s futures. I loved how Glory handled seeing the future. She questioned everything in her past and present; her future, the strange hippie community across the street and especially her mother’s suicide and what I means for her.

Rose Hathaway (Vampire Academy-series)

Rose Hathaway is a Dhampir and thus fated to guard a Moroi. She’s determined to protect her best friend Lissa, a royal Moroi. Rose is sarcastic and insubordinate but she is fiercely loyal to Lissa. Over the course of the series Rose loves and loses Dimitri. The loss of him puts her friendship with Lissa and even her life at stake.

Mara Dyer (Mara Dyer trilogy and upcoming Shaw Confessions)

She has to power to kill people with a thought, but is she a villain? Throughout this trilogy, Mara tries to figure out what is happening with her. She means no harm, but around her people start dying under strange circumstances. She tries to understand her powers and is put in dangerous situations because of it. To get herself out of these situations she must use her power and questions who she is when she does.

Gwendolyn Shepard (Ruby Red)

Kerstin Gier gives us curious and funny heroines. These characteristics often put them in complicated situations. Take Gwendolyn, (Gwyneth in the US/UK editions) for example. She can travel through time but it isn’t nearly as fun as it sounds. She always taught her cousin would inherit the time travel gene, she isn’t ready to fulfill tasks that would take her across time. Yet, Gwendolyn uncovers the truth and stands her ground while taking on an ancient organization.

Shahrzad Al-Khayzuran (The Wrath and the Dawn)

She marries the Caliph, not to love him and be his bride, but to kill him. Khalid has had countless wives and has killed every one of them, including her best friend. But when Shahrzad finds out her husband is cursed she takes it upon herself to save him and their people. Shahrzad can come across as spoiled, but she also doesn’t take shit from anyone and doesn’t like to be told what to do.

Inej Ghafa & Nina Zenik (Six Of Crows)

Inej can climb the most impossible buildings. She grew up with loving parents but was separated from them and sold to a brothel. Her time there still causes her anxiety. Nina was a member of the second army in the Ravkan war. She’s a heartrender. Nina loves her power, she loves food and she loves Matthias, who is supposed to be her enemy, and she knows he loves her too. Nina is determined to show him Grisha aren’t evil like he has been told, to not only accept her but her kind as well. Inej and Nina are just as much a part of The Dregs as the boys and just as important for their mission.

Kestrel Trajan (The Winner’s trilogy)

As the general’s daughter Kestrel knows politics very well. She has always had a privileged life. When Valorians and Herrani’s go to war, Kestrel is put in a difficult position. Her people are in the wrong, but they are her people. Arin isn’t one of them. He’s her slave, the boy she’s in love with. She has to help his people. Kestrel is often put before terrible options but they are her only options and what do you choose when the outcome is bound to be horrible either way?

Verity (Code name Verity)

“Kiss me, Hardy. Kiss me, quick!” Well, if this book didn’t destroy me. Verity is captured by Nazi’s and tortured until she agrees to write down everything she knows - everything. The first half of the book is her confession, the second half is told from her best friend’s POV. Maddie and Verity are major friendship goals. Their story was so inspiring and completely heartbreaking at the same time.

Bianca (The DUFF)

The Designated Ugly Fat Friend is what Robbie calls Bianca, explaining that it isn’t a bad thing, but it’s a fact. Bianca tries to not let this bother her, but it does. She is the DUFF. Despite the fact that he hates Robbie the two of them start a friends-with-benefits relation, except for the “friends” part because they hate each other. The book discusses many others topics, such as friendship, neglect, alcoholism and divorce. Bianca uses the words ‘slut’ and ‘whore’ a lot throughout the book. In the end, she comes to a nice conclusion about these labels and ultimately it’s a good message. I would also recommend Kody’s other YA novels.

Linh Cinder (Cinder)

So far I’ve only read the first book in the Lunar Chronicles series, but it was enough to see that Cinder is bad-ass. She’s funny and sassy and the best mechanic in New Beijing. Instead of going to the Prince’ ball she’d rather use that opportunity to elope from her evil guardian. Things don’t go as planned when it’s discovered that Cinder is a Lunar, that she has powers, and that if the Lunar queen finds out, she will take Cinder to Luna and most likely kill her.

World’s Best Dad (Part 10)

Summary: The reader and Dean do some last minute planning in preparation for starting their lives together…

World’s Best Dad Masterlist

Pairing: single parent!Dean x kindergarten teacher!reader

Word Count: 4,000ish

Warnings: language

A/N: I’m still not sure how one fic turned into a whole series or how I fell in love with writing these characters so much but Daddy Dean and Gracie will always hold a special place in my heart…


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That’s my girl- Klaus Mikaelson

Request: ‘I’m totally feeling that Klaus love, so I’ll send in a request. (I just started following you but I love your writing). How about where Klaus was was taking you to some of his old homes in Europe and an old enemy comes into play. And then you are able to outsmart them after they take you. Klaus sees this just as he’s coming to save you and has a total “that’s my girl” moment.’ // thank you for the sweet comment about my writing, love xx

prompt: You and Klaus go on vacation in England when you get kidnapped while Klaus was showering. You’re being held by an old enemy of Klaus but as he comes to your rescue, you already beat them up and are ready to escape.

WARNINGS: Y/N being a badass and killing some rude vampires

pairing: klaus x reader

A/N: hope you like it, I’m working on other requests right now xx

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Originally posted by thevampirediaries2009

London. You wanted to get to London ever since you could think of places to travel. London just was so full of amazing things to see and also a british accent never failed to amaze you.

And when you met Klaus and immediately fell in love with his thick british accent, this culture amazed you even more. It had taken a long time for Klaus and you to get together. It didn’t take long for you to fall in love, though. But as you got to know Klaus you also knew why it was so hard for him to let people in. But now, the two of you finally were together and made each other as happy as you had never been before.

This week, Klaus had decided to take you away from New Orleans, where the both of you currently lived with the rest of his family, to travel to England with you. He had booked a nice hotel where you’d be staying in. Right now, you looked out of the window onto the rainy streets of London and sighed in satisfaction. You had never travelled further than New York with Klaus and being so far away from everything you were used to with the love of your life was quite relaxing.

You felt Klaus’ arms wrapping themselves around your waist and his chin was soon placed on your shoulder. “Enjoying the view, love?”, he asked quietly and placed a kiss onto your neck. You hummed in response and truned in his grip. A towel was wrapped around his torso. “But I’m loving this view.”, you grinned and leaned forward to kiss his lips. He wrapped his arms around you and your arms were wrapped together behind his neck.

But Klaus broke the kiss soon enough and you pouted in response. “Patient, love. You’ll be getting all you want of me in the evening, but I have to shower first.” he explained and pecked your lips only for a second. “Alright, but hurry. I also want to explore a little bit of this city.”, you exclaimed as he walked into the bathroom.

Klaus was only in the bathroom for about a minute when you heard a knock on the door. You got up and opened it, thinking it was someone who brought you food. You were wrong. You were surprised by two men standing in front of you, both wearing black suits. Before you could even think about what was going on, one of them injected you something. Due to you immediately passing out, you considered it was vervain.


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Lawyered

Character(s): Reader X Changkyun, also a sassy medical examiner Hyungwon

Genre: fluff, borderline!crack/humor, also like there’s a dead person but i prOMISE THERES NO ANGST

Warning(s): rough sex, slight!exhibitionism, dirty talk

Length: 6k

Summary: In which lawyer Im Changkyun makes you want to spontaneously combust.


You like to think you have your life together.

Proud, reassured, confident. Not necessarily arrogant, but aware of your capabilities. You graduated at the top of your class from one of the best universities, an extremely successful lawyer, and you’ve already made a name for yourself in the field. Be it battling out cases in court, patching up negotiations over a mahogany table, or waking up at ungodly hours of the morning to sit in during police investigations, you’ve accomplished more than enough to have you more than satisfied with life.

Really, you shouldn’t have anything to complain about.

But a little thorn in your side goes by the name Im Changkyun, all cocky smirks and self-assured ease.

He gives you something to complain about.

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Imagine: Always butting heads with Fred Weasley, but when you two begin pranking together, you slowly fall in love.

For: @sowaswieich

“Hey Y/L/N,” You tilt your head up and see the Fred Weasley standing in front of you, alongside his twin brother. You were sitting on a lounging chair in the library, cuddled up with a book.

“Weasleys,” You nod, before turning back to your book.

“You’re looking pretty comfy in that chair, mind if I Slytherin next to you?” Fred winks.

You roll your eyes and deadpan, “I’d rather run my fingers through Snape’s greasy hair.”

George makes a face of utter disgust, and Fred mutters, “Suit yourself darling.”

You were a major troublemaker at Hogwarts, and though you were a year younger, that put you in constant competition with the Twins. You all knew you’d make an unbeatable team if you came into an alliance, but they were Gryffindors and you were a Slytherin, so teaming up was not even an option. Fred was the more outspoken brother, and that meant you two butted heads a lot more than you and George. He would never spare a chance to tease you, and you always had a sassy retort sitting on the tip of your tongue for him.

“Seriously though,” You close your book and look back at the boys, “What do you two want?”

“Help,” They shrug in unison.

“Help? What kind of help?” You’re suddenly more intrigued.

“It’s our last year at Hogwarts Y/N, and bloody Umbridge is ruining it!” Fred says, throwing his hands in the air, “We want revenge.”

“What makes you think I’d help you? I mean wouldn’t it be better for me to just rat you out and get on Umbridge’s good side?” You question, raising your eyebrows.

“Oh please Y/N, you’ve never been good at hiding your hatred for someone, and you hate her,” Fred responds, “Besides, if we work as a team, we’ll be undefeatable!”

“Fine,” You say, “Only because it’s Umbridge though.”


Over the course of the next few months you and the boys had began to drive Umbridge crazy. You pulled so many pranks on her, and you always got away with it because you never left behind evidence, and no one -not even the other professors- were willing to sell you out.

You had grown incredibly close to the boys, you kept mentally slapping yourself for not befriending them 7 years ago, but better late than never.

You still had the same sassy relationship with each other, but now you always had each others’ backs. George had become like a brother to you, as for Fred, you had slowly begun to fall for him. He had this amazing ability to always make you feel good about yourself and he always knew how to make you smile when you were feeling down. You were fairly successful at hiding your feelings for him, but George had eventually figured it out, lucky for you he was pretty decent at keeping secrets.

The year had gone by faster than any other school year before. It was final exam time and that meant it was final prank time. You had been planning your ultimate prank for months, but Fred and George hadn’t even told you exactly what it was. All you knew was that it involved fireworks and that they’d be leaving Hogwarts as soon as it was over.

You were preparing to go into the great hall for your Charms exam, when the boys stopped you. You sighed, “Are you guys ready?”

“We were born ready for this moment darling,” Fred smirked, “The real question is, are you ready?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be…” You drift off, “I just can’t believe you boys are leaving.”

“Now, now Y/N, don’t be getting sentimental,” George says as Fred loops his arm around your waist.

“You just have one year left, and with a free supply of Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes products, you’ll be fine next year!” Fred says casually, the boys try to make you feel better by joking around as usual, but your eyes are already filling with tears.

You turn in Fred’s arm and wrap your own arms around his neck, hiding your face into his chest, “I’m gonna miss you boys so much!”

“Y/N,” Fred whispers, comfortingly rubbing circles on your back, “It’s going to be alright love!”

You pull away from him and hug George, he gives you a gentle squeeze before pulling away and drying your tears, “You’ll be seeing us all summer and you can come visit during the holidays. The year will go by faster than you think!”


You sit in the Great Hall, trying to focus on your exam when you hear the faint sound of fireworks in the distance. Umbridge opens the door to investigate and the brothers fly in on their broomsticks, scattering everyone’s exam papers across the room. Everyone cheers as the boys begin the firework show. After running Umbridge out of the room with their fiery dragon, Fred calls out to you. You turn your attention to him and he launches another firework, it bursts into the shape of your name with a heart around it.

You stare at it in awe and Fred flies down in front of you, “What’s this?”

“You know darling, I’m going to miss you a lot as well,” He takes you by surprise and presses his lips against yours, and the cheers of the students grow even more. He pulls away after a few magical seconds, “I know how you feel Y/N, and I’ll have you know, the feeling is mutual.”

How did he know?! You look up at George and he gives you a small wink, Fred places another gentle peck against you lips and then the boys fly away.

You sigh as the chaos dies down, this next year is never going to end.

End.

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What It Means (Ethan)

Summary: You and Ethan are both Camp Counselors with a weird love-hate relationship going on.
Word Count: 3,496
Warnings: Lots of mentions of sex, sexual tension all around, sexual innuendos. Yeah.
A/N: I’ve tried to sooo hard to get my writing going, but work is sucking the energy out of me. I sincerely hope you like this imagine though! xx Also, sorry for any mistakes. I’m gonna edit this tomorrow!! xx


It was no secret that you and Ethan had a weird love-hate relationship. Some days you’d get along, and other days you’d fight like there was no tomorrow. You were both counselors at a Summer camp, this being the second year. You had met him last year and taken an immediate dislike to his cocky attitude and his confidence that he could get any girl to get on her knees for him. It pissed you off and you had wondered why the hell he had been hired in the first place. Some people would call it sexual tension, but you called it hate.

Some days, you would both get along but other days you were at each other’s throats. This was one of those days where he’d do everything in his power to annoy you, and you weren’t having it.

“Everyone pair up, grab a paddle boat and a vest. Please, stay safe and remember what we just went through.” You shouted over the sea of murmurs as the crowd dissipated to get their boats out.

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anonymous asked:

i still have doubts about whether will is actually in love with hannibal ;(

Well nonny you have come to the right place. Because I have no such doubts. I am overwhelmed on a daily basis by just how much Will Graham loves Hannibal Lecter. It’s late and I’m exhausted and I really should be doing this during daylight hours, so please excuse the rambling and caps lock and incoherence. Also, I’m putting most of this below a cut because I have no chill and it’s way too long and gif-heavy for me to inflict upon unsuspecting dashes.

Anyway, come with me nonny on a magical journey back to mid-season 2. Will is all fresh outta prison with his sassy brows and slick new haircut and he is just dead set on Reckoning. He is going to catch that mother fucker and it is going to be GLORIOUS.

There’s only one problem

Will can’t actually bring himself to hate Hannibal. 

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Stupid

Hey y’all! Happy Wednesday! Hope you enjoy this little fun one.

Bucky x Reader

Summary: Reader uses her power of invisibility to teach Bucky a lesson for shamelessly flirting with her.

Warnings: Language, Touching…?

I swear to god Bucky Barnes knew that I had a crush on him. A big old, stupid, little kid crush that made me pretty much speechless around him. I avoided him like the plague because every time I ran into him and tried to talk to him, I would trip over something, stutter like crazy or say something that was just plain stupid. I really didn’t know what was wrong with me.

Natasha used to tell me that he liked me too, but I always doubted it. She’d pull the whole we were trained by the Russians together bullshit to try to convince me she knew everything he was thinking. But I just didn’t believe it.

He was a goddamn super soldier, and a pretty one at that, and I was the runt of the Avenger’s litter. There wasn’t much I could do besides make myself invisible. I was the new kid and I was still learning how to fight and I didn’t go on many missions yet and well… I was a potato compared to Bucky Barnes. 

But I accepted this. And I accepted his teasing.

Until one day when the whole team was watching a movie and he teased me a little too much for me to not fight back. This is the story of how I wrapped Bucky Barnes around my little finger. 


The whole team was in their designated corners of the living room, lounging on their choice of furniture. The only person missing was Bucky, but that wasn’t surprising. He was never on time to anything. 

Wanda and I were tucked into a small sofa with Natasha in the middle of us. I was perfectly burritoed in my favorite blanket when the opening credits started.

“Hey, (Y/N), mind if I sit next to ya?”

His voice sent shivers down my spine that I tried my hardest to ignore. 

“Go find another seat, Buck, there’s no room here,” Natasha snarled at him.

“Nah, there’s plenty of room,” he said. Before any of us could respond, he was lifting me up and placing me gently in his lap where he held me tightly around my waist and rested his chin on my shoulder. I had no doubt he was giving Natasha a victorious smirk. “See?”

“No! Buck, get off!” Wanda whisper shouted as Natasha kicked his legs. 

“Alright, alright,” he said in surrender. He stood up and placed me back on the seat of the couch with a wink. When he straightened himself and looked around the room he asked, “Where the hell am I supposed to sit, then?”

“You were late, so you sit on the floor,” Steve delivered, making me laugh. I lived for Steve’s rare sassy moments. 

Bucky sighed and laid on the floor, stretching himself out and leaning on his elbows. When he was situated, Tony asked him from across the room, “How’s the floor treatin’ ya, Barnes?”

“Just fine,” he answered. Then he looked up at me with his stupid blue eyes and said, “I could use some company though. Wanna join me?”

I rolled my eyes but smiled. “No, see, I have a seat because I wasn’t late.”

He chuckled at that. “That’s alright,” he said before directing his gaze to my bare, crossed legs in front of him. “I like the view from down here anyway,” he said, brushing his rough knuckle against my ankle.

I had to stop my jaw from hitting the ground and I immediately regretted wearing my pajama shorts. Before I could shoot a reply his way, Sam yelled, “Just everyone shut up and watch the damn movie.”

I felt heat rising to my cheeks as I tucked my legs under me and covered them with the blanket. I heard him chuckle from below and I threw a small couch pillow at his head. 

“She fights back!” He said with a fake gasp. “What a sight!” Then he leaned closer to me and said with a low growl, “That turns me on even more than your legs do.”

“Buck. Watch the movie,” Steve warned for what sounded like the last time. 

“Yessir,” Bucky said with a salute. He turned to me and winked one more time before settling on his elbows and concentrating on the movie. 

Once my pulse slowed and the blood ran out of my cheeks, I turned to Natasha and whispered, “Be right back.” She gave me a raised eyebrow, like she knew my exact plan. Damn those Russians for teaching her to practically read minds. 

I quietly climbed over the back of the sofa so I wouldn’t catch Bucky’s attention, and left the room. Once I was outside everyone’s view I stuck my hands out in front of me. With a gulp and a blink, I watched them disappear and snuck back into the living room. 

Once I stood above Bucky, I crouched down behind him. I was surprised my thundering heartbeat didn’t give me away. Time to get some revenge, I thought. 

I slowly lowered my hands onto his shoulders, making him jump and turn to look over his shoulder. When he didn’t see anyone there, I could almost see the cogs turning in his head as he tried to figure out what the hell was going on. I took this as a chance to continue.

I ran my invisible hands forward and down his chest, ignoring how thick and firm he felt under my fingertips- this was about getting him hot and bothered. I felt his breath quake before he spoke. “Natasha, where’s (Y/N)?”

“In the bathroom,” she said. By her voice, I could tell she knew exactly what I was doing and she was happy to have a front row seat. 

I leaned into his neck and felt every muscle in his body tighten. I remembered all the times his flirting had left me flustered and embarrassed and was encouraged to crank it up a notch. I latched onto his ear with my teeth and as my hands neared his belt, he said, “Huh. Are you sure?”

The sound of his raspy voice told me I won this battle. As soon as my hands were there, they were gone and the next time Bucky saw visible me was when I was walking back into the room and jumping on the couch. 

“Buck, you don’t look so good,” I said, giving him a look of fake concern.

“She’s right, man, maybe you should jump in the shower or something,” Steve said. 

“A cold shower,” Natasha mumbled, making Wanda and I giggle. 

Bucky cleared in throat and turned his blue eyes to me. “I think I’m just gonna grab some water. (Y/N), care to join me?” 

“Sure,” I said, winking at Natasha and Wanda and following him to the kitchen. I grabbed two glasses and handed one to him to fill. 

“I didn’t know you played dirty, (Y/N),” he said with a smile, handing me a cup full of water.

“I don’t usually.”

“Well, you seem like a pro to me,” he winked. 

“I just wanted to see you get flustered for a change,” I said before taking a sip.

“Are you kidding?” he asked. Jesus why was he so cute?

No, I’m not kidding! I’m the one who looks stupid all the time, now it’s your turn!” I confessed, playfully slapping his arm while he laughed at me.

“I’m the one who’s stupid. The guys always tease me for how I get around you. I cringe at what comes out of my mouth sometimes.” 

His laugh mixed with mine and echoed off the kitchen tiles. I heard Sam shush us from the other room and burst into a whole new fit of laughter. 

“Alright, how about we stop being stupid around each other? Just go on a regular, non stupid date?” he asked.

“Okay,” I laughed. 

We whispered the details to each other as we walked back into the living room to watch the rest of the movie. Once we both plopped down into our seats, I heard Bucky ask Clint what he missed while he was gone.

“Nothing. This movie is stupid.”

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Short, Sassy, Sarcastic - Requested (Reggie x Reader)

request: yes - Hey can you do a reggie image where he’s into this short sassy girl but she likes to keep a wall up so when reggie talks to her she thinks it’s a prank?? Sorry if it’s too much!! Btw love your writing! 💖💖
pairings: reggie x reader
warnings: none
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word count: 1,011


Sunday afternoon: breezy, cool, calm. The ideal finish to another weekend in the school term. You quietly hummed along to the tune of your favourite song as your eyes trailed along the page of the book. It was quiet in Pop’s. Your back leaned against the wall of the booth with your legs stretched across the seat slightly dangled off. Opposite you was Jughead fixated on his laptop, furiously typing up the novel he was working on. The both of you sat in comfortable silence both heavily engrossed in your task. 

The chime of the bells echoed throughout the restaurant as a group of Riverdale’s star football players entered; rowdier than ever. You rolled your eyes, of course they were sporting their letterman jacket; you were starting to think they had one for everyday of the week. 

“Ah if it isn’t Wednesday Addams, still writing your manifesto?” Reggie smirked as he leant over the booth. Before Jughead could throw one of his sarcastic comments you fired one at Reggie. 

“At least he can spell Reginald. If I remember correctly, you could barely pass a 5th grade spelling test,” you said lazily, your eyes still focused on the book. 

“You’re lucky you’re cute (Y/L/N), otherwise I would’ve tackled your 5ft2 ass,” Reggie grumbled as he walked off with the rest of his group. Jughead rolled his eyes.

“I could’ve handled that you know,” Jughead said. 

“I know you could’ve, but your ass would’ve been roadkill in two minutes,” you smiled as you packed up your belonging. “I’ll see you tomorrow Jug.”




Your Monday morning wasn’t off to a perfect start to say the least. First your alarm didn’t go off because you were stupid enough to forget to charge your phone, which led you to skip breakfast just so you could get to school on time and now your locker decided to be a pain and not open up. 

“Stupid piece of crap,” you grumbled as you banged your first onto the locker door. 

“No wonder your locker won’t open, it isn’t being treated with love,” a voice spoke behind you. You mentally groaned, an encounter with Reggie Mantle would be the cherry on top to your morning. 

“What do you want Reginald?” you scoffed, turning around to face him. 

“Not the reaction I usually get from the ladies,” he smirked down at you. 

“Yeah I bet, usually I see the look of wanting to vomit on their faces when they see you,” you shot, turning back to crack open your locker. 

“Here let me help you with that,” he offered, moving forward. 

“Yeah okay, good luck with getting that piece of crap to open. It’s literally jamm-”. You were cut off by the sound of your locker door swinging open as Reggie stood proudly next to it. 

“Thank you,” you mumbled quietly not wanting to give him the satisfaction of you being grateful. 

“I didn’t hear youuu,” he teased. You cleared your throat. 

“I said thank you,” you said a little clearer. 

“That’s better. And you can thank me at 7:30 for a date tonight,” Reggie said, casually leaning against the locker neighbouring yours. You dropped your books at the word date. 

“Sorry, excuse me but I didn’t hear you correctly and I’m gonna give you one more chance to repeat yourself,”. Reggie leaned in closer to your level. 

“Me. You. 7:30. Tonight.” Reggie said with a pause in between each word. You both looked at each other, holding the gaze. You soon bursted out laughing. 

“Oh you’re a funny dude Mantle. Oh you sure do crack me up,” you laughed and sighed as you picked up your Physics text book. You looked back up to a solemn faced Reggie. 

“You’re joking right? Like this is a dare from one of your pals right?” you asked, raising an eyebrow. 

“I’m serious, I wanna hang out tonight and get to know you,” Reggie said with a hopeful look. You sighed and shook your head as you shut your locker door. 

“That’s a hard no from me Reg,” you said as you walked towards the library. Reggie followed chase and paced behind you as your little legs attempted to fast walk. 

“Why not though? Why won’t you go out with me tonight?” Reggie asked in an almost demanding tone. 

“I said no Reggie, go find some other girl to ask out. i’m sure our school is full of girls dying to go out with you. Heck I bet Kevin would like to go out with you,” you replied, not looking back at him. Reggie ran forward and blocked your path. 

“Are you serious? I have classes to catch up on. I don’t have time for this,” you sighed as you attempted to walk around him but his movements were too quick for you. 

“Why don’t you want to go out with me?” Reggie asked, his eyes furrowed in confusion. 

“Because I don’t okay! I’ve heard what your and your friends have done to girls Reggie. A playbook? That’s just disgusting,” you scoffed. 

“Look, I know the whole playbook thing was shameful but I swear I only had on entry in there until I realised how degrading it was,” Reggie said, trying to reason with you. You crossed your arms and frowned.

“You’re not gonna stop until I agree to a date with you aren’t you?” you asked. Reggie shook his head with a sheepish grin. You rolled your eyes and caved. 

“Alright, fine. I’m agreeing to one date and one date only. And if by the end of that date I decide that I don’t wanna keep seeing you, you leave me and Jughead alone. Deal?” you asked with a raised eyebrow. 

“Deal,” Reggie grinned. “I’ll pick you up at seven,”. With that he sprinted off with a shout of a “YES” echoing through the hallway. You shook your head as your mouth formed into a small smile, giving a small laugh at his excitement. 


Little did you know that by the end of tonight, Reggie Mantle would be the one to finally hold near and dear to your heart. 

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Requested: Hey love!! How are you? Can i ask you one thing? Alright… I hope you can make an imagine where reader and shawn are all goofy, sassy, bitchy and all those playful relationship. i hope you can make imagine just based on how playful their relationship is. thank you very much.

Note: I thought a lot about how I wanted to write this concept and I finally settled with writing four completely unrelated scenarios or moments to illustrate the type of relationship requested. 

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“Babe, I love you and that song, but shut up.” You tell Shawn partially joking, but also partially serious because Shawn has been singing the same two lines of Barcelona by Ed Sheeran practically non stop for the past twenty minutes and you’re getting to the point where you really can’t take it any longer.

“In Baaaaaarcelona!!!” Shawn sings very high pitched for a reason you don’t understand obviously ignoring your demand for him to stop. You barely even look up from your phone. Instead, you just reach out your hand and place it over his mouth. But you feel his teeth graze your palm and then he moves and bites down lightly on your fingers.

“Ow!” You say, retracting your hand and pretending it hurt a lot more than it actually did.

“Don’t even lie, y/n, you like when I bite you,” Shawn says, and your eyes widen and you immediately look around to see if anyone heard Shawn’s comment because he didn’t even bother to say it quietly and his band is all in the dressing room with you. Luckily, they’re all busy doing their own thing so no one seems to have heard Shawn’s comment.

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Drarry:

Harry felt Malfoy’s breath on his lips as they came together over the bottle, hands firmly planted on the floor as though they each needed their familiar soil, refusing to cross into enemy territory.

Except that Malfoy no longer felt like his enemy.

Malfoy felt inevitable.

It’s Harry and Draco’s eighth year, the Houses have been all but demolished in favor of unity, and they’re being forced to room together. How ever will they cope?

No strings…easy. Right? Unless you’re Draco Malfoy and you’re having sex with Harry Potter.

Harry returns to Hogwarts for his 8th year, determined not to let Malfoy get to him. But when the snarky teasing starts up again, Harry finds that returning the jibes with compliments has a far more interesting outcome.

Larry:

The year is groovy 1973, and eighteen-year-old Louis Tomlinson is perhaps the gayest teen to ever grace the gloomy, hateful town of Fortwright. Would be fine if he wasn’t so viciously bullied at both home and school for such a “harmful” sexual preference.

After discovering the mansion was less abandoned than he’d thought, he’s now left with the most riveting mystery of a lifetime; every new finding leaving him with more questions. Who is this elusive owner, and why won’t they show themselves? Why is there a set of journals in the same handwriting that span over centuries? Why in the world is there a padlock on the refrigerator…and who the hell is Alexander?

au where harry and louis are solo artists and they’re not exactly friends per se but they’re friendly, know each other from industry parties and things like that and there’s always been this weird unspoken sexual tension between them and louis’ always kinda confused bc isn’t harry the biggest ladies’ man in the industry

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His - Part 3 (C.H.)

Originally posted by brokenscenequeen2k15

A/N: Sorry that it took a while. I had writer’s block and too much school stuff going on. Also, I suck at writing endings so prepare for that as well. Other than that, I hope you all enjoy it.

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Remember the day we first started talking to each other?
 

Weeks have passed since that night and Calum and I have gotten a lot closer…and my crush on him has gotten significantly bigger.

I still worked on getting Calum to see just how important and loved he is and there has been some progress.

The bell rang, signaling the end of our anatomy class. Calum and I began putting our stuff away before he spoke up.

“We still on for later?” He asked me.

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The World is an asshole - Superboy x Batsis (reader)

So I wanted to write a Clark Kent story but have kind of a writer’s block on it right now so…What’s the next best thing ? CONNER Kent. Yup. Totally. So here’s a story with Conner dating Batsis and blahblahblah. This is somewhat of a continuation of my stories “You’re kind of an asshole” and “they’re kind of asshole”. …This is too long, sorry for the super long story, hope you’ll still like it: 

PART 1, PART 2

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The World was kind of an asshole. 

It’s the only thought you have as everything happens. 

The World was kind of an asshole. 

Oh  you had enough. 

This was just too much. You couldn’t handle it. 

Why could nothing go your way ?! Why everything had to always be so damn difficult ? You were so close from a nervous breakdown. 

THIS WAS ALL TOO MUCH ! 

And no one could help you. You were all alone in this.

No one could cheer you up. 

Not even Conner’s reassuring arms and kisses, your brothers’ soothing words and hugs or your dad’s smile could make things better. If this thing wasn’t working, your life would just be ruined…

In a last, and full of spite, action, you…punch the AC with all your might.

And, thanks all the Gods that ever existed, it turns on again. With a sigh of contentment you stay in front of the cool air and life comes back to you again. 

It was summer time and the heat was killing you. 

You were a creature of the cool and refreshing air of the night. 

From Gotham City at that, a place where, for over two third of the year, it was rain, thunderstorms and snow. 

Hot weather always got to you. Making you grumpy (grumpier than usually, you were a Wayne after all) and irritable. 

And of course, the AC at the Young Justice’s headquarters was broken, and no one seemed to know how to fix it…Well, that was until you punched the main panel that was in the room you all hung in the most, making it work again somehow. And damn it felt good.

Relishing in the cold wind brushing you, you closed your eyes and sigh once more. After a few minutes of standing there, finally refreshed and in a giddy mood once more, you open your eyes and join your friends back on the couches everyone was sitting on. 

They didn’t even register what you just did, used to you and your antics but…Wally can’t help but say : 

-Do you really have to punch all your problems away ? 

You smile and chuckle lowly, as you sit next to Conner and his arms automatically wrap around your shoulders. 

-Hey, I’ve been raised by the Punch Master, dude. So, the answer is : yes. Yes I do. Besides, AC’s working again so…you know. 

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How does Isak know Even is drunk? Well, the thing with drunk!Even is that he gets happy and clingy. Don’t get him wrong, Isak is not complaining. Where someone might think he’d find that annoying, he finds the constant need of contact, the flushed cheeks and the ruffled hair of his boyfriend were nothing but adorable.

Even doesn’t drink often, which is why, when he does, he gets drunk pretty quickly. He usually just nurses one or two beers over the timespan of the party but on some occasions he allows himself some more drinks.

If it is one of those rare nights, a few things are very likely to happen:

  • Even exclaiming “Halla!” even though they stood beside each other the whole time with a crinkly smile that makes Isak’s mouth widen into a grin in return. With a much softer and lower voice Isak responds, “Halla, baby.” which earns him nose nuzzles when Even leans in. Isak pecks his lips once and then assesses his boy and asks quietly “You ok?” while he bumps their noses once more. Even nods enthusiastically.

  • Even slumping down close to Isak on a couch (or rather, at least half on him) or scooting closer and closer until he has a leg over or under him before he circles both his long arms around Isak’s middle, settles his head down against his shoulder and sighs contentedly. 

  • Even falling asleep curled beside (or on top of) Isak, who strokes his arms up and down or scratches his head or just has an arm around him.

  • Even talking with Eva, Mags, Eskild, Vilde, Ricardo (who even was that again? A friend of Eskilds? Doesn’t matter tho, he’ll be rambling) about how much he loves Isak. (Drunk Eva and or Eskild always agree excitedly and well a lot of gushing happens until Even goes off to find Isak bc he misses him).

  • Even hugging all the boys repeatedly and telling them how awesome they are. Mahdi and Jonas always gently shove him in the direction of either Isak or Mags when this happens (which both of them gladly take on, Isak not at all jealous that the attention wasn’t on him for a minute. Not at all. Ok? He isn’t. Stop, he really isn’t jeez. But that’s enough Mags, give him back already). 

  • Even inviting everyone for breakfast at their place for the next morning and promising a variety of pancakes, fruitsalat, waffles (cue fingerguns at Mahdi), scrambled eggs etc. 

  • Even allwoing Mags to crash at theirs (which Isak revoks instantly).

  • Even hugging Isak or attacking him with cheek kisses out of the blue even though they were in a conversation with someone else. 

  • Even telling Isak he loves him a good 20 times in an hour and dramatically pouts when Isak doesn’t respond with i love you, too in an instant. (which he really always does but Even is an impatient fucker when drunk). 

  • Even poking into Sana’s dimples when she grinned at something sassy Isak says at which both bio buds roll their eyes but can’t really surpress a smirk.

(Thir friends don’t find the cuddling out of the ordinairy since A) they have seen Even drunk before and B) drunk!isak is honestly way worse with the PDA bc drunk!isak is just one hell of a horny guy.)

Little Bird (1)

Originally posted by marvelheroes

Sam Wilson x Reader

Summary: After a not-so-great childhood you find yourself living with the wonderful Clint Barton who you consider your brother. When things go wrong on a mission you are forced to do the one thing he’s always asked you not to do: talk to the Avengers.

Warnings: angst

A/N: So this is my new Sam series I told you guys I was going to write. This chapter is lots of feels. Hope you guys like it!


“You’re gonna have to be better than that kid.” A deep laugh echoed from the doorway of the apartment you had broken into.

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Crush (part 2 of Eat That) - Peter Parker x reader

Prompt: Part 2 of “Eat that”

Featuring: a very angry Flash

Word count: 1,137

A/N: WEEEELL since so many people liked Eat That and wanted a part 2 here it is:) not exactly what I had in mind for this but I liked it so I hope you do too (if you don’t, sorry I’m a shitty writer) also it’s 4:19 am pls have mercy. Anyways, enjoy! {Y/S/N = your ship name}


It had been a week since Spider-Man had appeared in the middle of Decathlon practice to shut Flash’s big mouth. She still wondered how did he manage to find out. She spent too much time analyzing the situation, and she summarized her theories into two final options: one, somebody from Midtown High knew him and must’ve told him, and two, somebody from Midtown High was actually the Spider-Man and got tired of their fight.

“Of course not, Y/N! That can’t be! A superhero, studying in Midtown? Ha!” She scolded herself for ever imagining that. Y/N tried to figure who could be cool or mysterious enough to know Spider-Man and see him on a daily basis, but she couldn’t think of anyone. She decided to drown her thoughts by reading a book (a horror book to be specific) laying over her stomach on her bed. As she sunk into the plot, right in the scariest part, a not-so-subtle knock on her window made her scream, jump several feet and drop the book.

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The Captain

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Female Reader  

Word Count: 1,373

Summary: Steve and the Reader have been on one date and he shows up late one night…unexpectedly.

Warnings: Oral (female receiving), Captain America being a sassy little mofo, language. 

A/N: Alright, so I did this at the request of @love-me-some-pie21 and it’s based off of this post. I honestly never thought I would write for Marvel, just enjoy other’s writing, but I couldn’t resist this one. I hope I did our dearest Cap justice. 

Tags: At the bottom. And still open, just shoot me an ask if you’d like to be tagged in any future Chris/Steve. 

Originally posted by luvinchris

There’s a knock on the door and you look at the time, wondering who in the world would come by this late. You live alone, in a quiet apartment building in D.C. and the only person you’d gotten to know was the handsome superhero down the hall. But it had only been one quiet and awkward lunch a few days ago. He’d never just dropped by. So when you opened the door to see none other than Captain America standing there, one hand on each side of the door frame like he was trying to hold himself back, it was a bit of a shock.

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