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our little family pt.3 | jimin

Originally posted by minblush

Pairing: Father! Jimin + Reader

Genre: Fluff/Angst + parent au

Word Count: 2.9k

Summary: You were just a pre-school teacher, a simple dream that came true as you always adored children. But what you didn’t know, was how one child and her very special father would change you dream forever.

Parts: 1 2 3

Reader’s POV

“Ms.L/N!!”

Looking up from your phone, your lips tilted up into a warm smile as you saw a familiar face enter the room, as she slightly skipped, swinging her lunchbox in one hand.

“Jieun-ah!!” you cheered as you made your way to her, pinching her cheeks softly as you cooed, “How’s my little girl been?”

Giving you a big smile, one that reached all the way up to her round eyes, she gave you a thumbs up and grinned, “I’m great! Daddy and I even got another dog for Charlie so that he wouldn’t be alone anymore.”

Laughing slightly, you remarked, “Well isn’t that sweet of you to do!! By the way, where’s your Daddy, did he not drop you off–?”

“Her Daddy is right here.” a voice said teasingly as you looked up, scoffing a little as Jimin winked at you playfully. Your eyes quickly wandered to the cut on his lip, which to your surprise had seemed to be healing, making you sigh in relief.

Getting up, you patted Jieun’s back and motioned her to go and put away her stuff in her cubby before walking up to Jimin. Motioning to his face, you said softly, “You’re looking better. How did you manage to explain this to Jieun?”

Jimin chuckled as his eyes fell on his little girl who was humming along to a random tune as she walked around the classroom, mindlessly.

“I told her that when she was asleep, her dad went on a mission to save a princess from an evil man, and then got hurt in the fight.” he said as his eyes flickered back to you, making you flush lightly at his words that made your heart flutter.

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The Old College Try (Lin/Reader roommate AU)

Summary: You spent the summer before your freshman year of college thinking your roommate was going to be a girl named Lin. When you get to campus, that’s not what you find.

Part One: In which there are rooming assignment mishaps, salsa dancing, and Lunchables.  

You can find Part Two here!

You can find Part Three here!

Note: Write-a-thon Day 1! This can probably stand alone, but I’m tentatively calling it Part 1 out of 3. College!Lin is hard to walk away from, and I have plans for him.

Rating: T

Words: 2803

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anonymous asked:

hc where dan is a new teacher at a school and he's v shy and he has a crush on the principle (aka phil) who's all professional and orderly and Phil goes in to dans class to watch him teach and do one of those evaluation things and Phil notices how flustered dan gets when they make eye contact and they fuck after class

Dan’s a good teacher. That’s what he’s worked for for years, right? Endless hours of schooling, to be a high school teacher at a somewhat-prestigious private school.

He smiled a lot, and was a good listener. He wasn’t the favorite teacher, or the cool one necessarily, but he was a good one. Even though he’d stutter and blush whenever the principle came within twenty feet of him.

Dan sighed, shuffling some papers on his desk. He was tired; he had gotten to school early to work, and he hadn’t even had coffee yet. He looked up when a boy walked in; a scrawny student with glasses, his nickname was Georgie and he loved Dan.

Dan tried to smile, running his fingers through his messy hair. “Hey Georgie,” he mumbled, stifling a yawn. “Early again?”

The boy nodded. “I need to study for the test today.”

Oh. That’s right, the test.

“Mmh, that’s smart of you,” Dan muttered, pushing the stack of papers to the side of his desk.

“Professor,” he started, stepping forward and tilting his head to the side. “You know about the inspection, right? You don’t look very prepared…” Georgie pointed to the mess on Dan’s desk; the scattered papers and piled up coffee cups.

Dan frowned, his heart dropping. “Inspection…? I didn’t hear about an inspection…”

The boy raised his eyebrows. “Yeah, the check up for the teachers today. The principle’s coming around during class…” he trailed off.

Dan’s eyes widened. “Shit,” he cursed under his breath. “Oops. I didn’t cuss, don’t tell your parents.” Georgie giggled.

He hadn’t known. Why had no one told him?

They probably had. He had been rather spacey recently.

“Well I’m screwed,” Dan mumbled, biting his lip. “Georgie, would you mind helping me clean up a bit…? I’ll give you extra credit…”

The boy nodded immediately, slinging off his bag and tossing it on the nearest desk.

“Sir?” Georgie smirked slightly, helping Dan with some of the mugs. “Do you have a crush on Mr. Lester?”

Dan immediately flustered, his face going red. “A crush? N-No, of course not, it’s… I wouldn’t call it a crush…” Dan swallowed, stumbling over his words. “You w-wouldn’t understand.”

Georgie rolled his eyes, straightening his glasses. “Whatever you say, professor.”

The rest of the day, Dan was a mess. He was sweaty and his hands were shaking, and he stuttered far too much.

The students were noticing; a few times one of them would raise their hand and ask what was wrong, and Dan would just deflect it. He couldn’t mess this up; he actually liked this job, he liked the kids. And it would hurt to be fired by the literal most attractive man he’d ever seen.

Damn it, he needed to get it together.

His literature class was the last to be inspected, which just made it worse. When the door finally quietly opened and shut and Phil Lester stepped through, Dan actually jumped.

“Uh, great,” he breathed, flashing the man a shaky smile and pushing a strand of hair behind his ear. “Guys, your principle is here to check me out.” He instantly realized what he had said, and his face went magenta. “Er, I didn’t mean…” he let his face fall into his hands; some of the kids laughed, and one whistled. “Nevermind.”

Phil chuckled quietly, shaking his head. “It’s fine, Mr. Howell. Don’t worry, nothing too serious, I’m just here to observe.” He made a motion with his hand for Dan to continue. “Go on. Don’t mind me.”

The problem was, Dan did mind him. He was in the corner of his vision, in his fucking sexy tie and that look on his face…

Dan was sweating, and he stumbled over his words more than a few times, once even forgetting what he was saying all together.

He was a hot mess the whole time, and that’s why he wasn’t surprised when Phil stayed where he was after all of the students had trailed from the room.

Dan sighed, facing him and offering him a tight lipped smile.

“I’m sorry… that wasn’t the best class I’ve taught, I’ve been sick…”

Phil held out his hand, stopping him. “Please don’t worry, Mr. Howell. You’re not in trouble. I just have to ask you something.”

Dan frowned, his nerves getting the best of him, his stomach flipping. “Yes?”

Phil set down his clipboard, and straightening his glasses. “Are you scared of me, Dan?”

Dan raised his eyebrows, surprised by the question. “Scared… of you…?” Dan repeated.

Phil nodded, taking off the glasses and setting them down, stepping forward, and Dan’s breath caught.

“I couldn’t help but notice how nervous you looked,” Phil said calmly, and Dan swore he saw the hint of a smirk on his lips. “Your eyes kept… flickering to me, and you’d get distracted. Are you intimidated by me?”

Dan bit his lip, keeping Phil’s gaze, trying not to show how much of an effect he had on him.

“Was I? I suppose I’m just nervous about my job, I like working here…” he trailed off, sighing at the skeptical look on Phil’s face. “Okay. You caught me.” He laughed, running his fingers through his hair. “I have a tiny crush on you, it’s silly.”

Phil raised one eyebrow, stepping closer again, backing him against the desk. Now Dan was positive he was smirking, just the tiniest bit, and it was attractive as hell.

“Is that so?” He asked, his voice going low, and Dan’s eyes widened.

“Yes?” Dan squeaked, and cleared his throat. Phil chuckled.

“Well I don’t find that silly, Mr. Howell. It’s actually quite flattering.” He placed his hands on either side of Dan, leaning against the desk, effectively trapping him against the wood.

“Oh yeah?” Dan breathed. This was definitely a move. His heart skipped a beat, and he let his eyes flicker from Phil’s eyes to his lips. If he kissed him, Dan would pass out.

Phil smiled crookedly. “Yes. And if I’m being completely honest, I have the smallest crush on you as well.”

Dan’s face tinted even more pink, and he bit his lip. “R-Really?”

“Yes…” Phil drew a line up Dan’s jaw with his finger, hooking it under his chin and smirking. He moved close enough to Dan’s ear that he could feel his breath against his skin. “I think you’re cute. But you won’t let that distract you, will you professor?”

Dan swallowed, and Jesus, this was turning him on.

“No, of c-course not, sir,” Dan breathed, stifling a moan as Phil’s breath brushed his neck.

“Mmh,” Phil hummed in approval, and Dan could practically taste his grin. “Good boy.” And then Phil’s lips were against Dan’s throat, sucking gently, and Dan lost it.

His hands flew up, grasping at Phil’s shirt, and he let out a quiet whimper-moan combination. Phil chuckled, letting his hands fall to Dan’s waist and pulling him closer.

Dan threw his head back, giving Phil more access and whining as he bit down on Dan’s most sensitive spots. It was crazy how he knew all the places that would make Dan weak, when he hadn’t even touched him before.

“If we’re still being honest,” Phil growled under his breath, reaching up to tangle his fingers in Dan’s hair and pulling his head back. “I’ve wanted to do this since you started working here.”

Dan moaned from the combination of the words and the rough gesture. “Please…” he whined, squirming against Phil’s touch.

Phil smirked, nipping at a spot right under Dan’s ear. “Please what, baby?”

“I want you,” Dan muttered in response, hooking his fingers in Phil’s belt loops and pulling him closer so their hips were pressed together. “Please, Phil.”

Phil grinned, pulling Dan forward by the shirt and kissing him open mouthed. Dan kissed back immediately, letting Phil take control, moaning against his mouth as Phil slipped his tongue into Dan’s, gripping his waist.

Phil’s hands roamed Dan’s body and soon it was frantic, kissing him roughly and touching everywhere he could reach. Dan whimpered, bucking his hips into Phil’s, making Phil groan and hold him still, grinding against him.

Phil pulled back, his hair messy and his eyes flashing with pure lust.

“Clothes off,” he growled, moving over to the door and locking it.

Dan hurried to pull his jeans down when he collected himself, kicking them away as well as his shoes, tugging his sweater over his head. When Phil got back he kissed Dan again, loosening his tie.

“Pants,” he muttered, an order, and Dan nodded, falling to his knees and working at Phil’s zipper. He tugged them down, mouthing at the visible bulge in his boxers.

Phil groaned, tangling his fingers in Dan’s hair with one hand and using the other to unbutton his shirt.

“Jesus, Dan,” he breathed. “You’re good with your mouth.”

Dan looked up at him, grinning and standing, pushing Phil’s shirt the rest of the way off. “Thanks.”

Phil pushed him back against the desk, kissing him hotly and grabbing at his ass, grinding against him. Dan moaned, a high pitched whine falling from his lips.

“Do you have…?”

“Yes,” Dan said immediately, moving to dig through the bottom drawer of his desk, pulling out a condom and then a small bottle of lube. Phil raised his eyebrows, and Dan shrugged. “What, I masterbate a lot,” he mumbled, coming back and wrapping his arms around Phil’s neck.

Phil smirked, kneading his ass and making Dan squeak. “Do you think about me?”

“Hell yeah,” Dan answered, breathless. “Now fuck me.”

Phil nodded, silently flipping Dan around, bending him over the desk. “Impatient,” he muttered, tutting and smoothing his hand over Dan’s ass.

Dan whimpered, burying his face in his arms and pushing back. “Please, sir, more.”

Phil tugged Dan’s boxers down swiftly, digging his nails into the soft flesh.

“Of course, babe,” he growled, pressing Dan’s face against the desk.

It didn’t take long to stretch him; Dan whined and pushed back on his fingers, transformed into a horny submissive teenager by Phil’s touch. It was adorable, and Phil could feel himself getting harder by the second.

Soon enough Dan was stretched enough, and Phil hurried to roll on the rubber and lube himself up, the anticipation in his stomach building.

He placed one hand firmly on Dan’s lower back and one was tangled in his hair, tugging as he pushed in without warning.

Dan cried out, muffling his moans of desperation by biting down on his hand. Phil groaned at the tight heat surrounding him, bottoming out slowly and digging his nails into Dan’s skin.

“So good,” he breathed huskily, pulling out almost all the way and pushing back in. “So fucking good, Dan, so tight- look so good underneath me…”

Dan moaned, loud and feminine; Phil was a talker, and fuck, that turned him on. Phil snapped his hips suddenly, thrusting hard, filling Dan up completely and making him scream. His eyes rolled back in his head.

“Fuck-! Phil, fuck, harder-!” He felt Phil press his face into the desk harder, and he practically drooled, panting desperately.

Phil listened to him, speeding up his thrusts and fucking into him rough. He rolled his hips, groaning and gripping Dan’s hips.

“Fuck, Dan-” he moaned, lining himself up to Dan’s body to kiss down the back of his neck as he thrust into him. “Oh Jesus, you feel so good.”

He sped up as much as he could, the only noises in the room being Dan’s noises of pleasure as well and Phil’s groans, and the slapping of skin.

Dan nearly screamed as Phil pounded into his prostate over and over again, hitting him in just the right spots, and he could feel himself getting close.

He came without warning, over the desk, his moans loud as ever and high pitched and whiny.

Phil made a noise low in his throat at Dan’s sudden change of pitch, and the tightening around his cock, and came into him with one last thrust.

The next day, Dan wore a turtleneck to class.

DUFF (CHAPTER 3)

Originally posted by nnochu

Chapter 3

╳ Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

╳ Genre: fluff, smut, angst 

 ╳ Summary: Being the Duff has really changed you.”“Excuse me, the Duff?” I asked, my voice rising a little at the end.“You know, the Designated. Ugly. Fat. Friend.”


As soon as I stepped into the house, I knew I would regret it. The music was so loud, I could feel the bass pounding through my chest. The living room was crammed full with people, and the thought of actually having to walk into that was giving me anxiety. But just remembering that this was Yoongi’s house was making my stomach do summersaults.

“Y/n, lighten up will you? It’s a party, you’re supposed to be having fun.” Lisa said, snaking her arm over my shoulder.

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How I imagine SNK behind the scenes
  • Eren: haha can we do it again? *take89*
  • Mikasa: *on her phone watching cat compliations*
  • Armin: be careful with my hair as always..
  • Annie: *messes his hair up* hey
  • Sasha: *eating in the snack room*
  • Connie: *also eating in the snack room*
  • Jean: *gets real close to the camera* hey sweet pea
  • Marco: Jean no.
  • Historia: why do I have to be queen?
  • Ymir: Whu do I have to be in love with her?
  • Historia: *whispers* she likes it tho
  • Bertl: *reads script* are you all sure I can do this????
  • Reiner: was that good?? Yeah? Yeah? Okay one more shot, this time at my left
  • Bertl: Dude this is the tenth time you did it perfect
  • Eld: *talking to Gunther* hehe fuck marry kill. Hange Mikasa and Petra
  • Gunther: fuck Hange
  • Eld: Levi will kill you
  • Gunther: Marry Petra
  • Eld: Auro will die
  • Gunther: kill Mikasa
  • Eld: You'd be killed first
  • Petra: You guys are digusting.
  • Auro: Even me?
  • Petra: Not you darling
  • Erwin: *sings in his room* I have no regretssssssssssss *dances like a queen while brushing his eyebrows*
  • Hange: *in her room reading her script* and everyone says I'm crazy.
  • Levi: I'm not crazy
  • Hange: yeah you are
  • Levi: really. How?
  • Hange: dude even real life you have this Ackerman powers thing.
  • Levi: *whispers* she likes it tho
  • Mike: *is sleeping*
  • Nanaba: Mike get up
  • Mike: noooo
  • Hange: they're married. Leave them
  • Pixis: *is drunk* what did you expect?
  • Nile: why am I even here?
Have You Ever Seen a Heart Shatter

Request: can you write an imagine with newt scamander where the reader compares herself so much to tina??? angst angst angst please!! your writing is astounding btw ❤️❤️

Word Count: 2,156

Pairing: Newt x Reader

Part 2

Requested by Anonymous

Requests are currently open! Feel free to send one in


“Tina Goldstein, resident goddess.” You mutter as you storm through the front door and down the long staircase rife with splinters and creaky spots. Not to mention the unkind tenants that live on the third and fourth floors. Their shouts follow you down as your boots crash against the steps.

Tina this, Tina that, Tina the infallible. You skip three steps when you jump down onto the landing and yank open the front door. Tina can do no wrong, even when she’s unemployed and obsessive.

The wind slams into your side, trying to knock you off-balance. You shiver but stride forward, no real destination in mind other than to be far away from her.
No one had even looked up when you shoved your chair back from the kitchen table, too busy hanging on every word of some story about capturing some man that used a spell in front of some muggle to care about you. They love Tina’s stories about her adventures.

It’s not like you’re exactly employed. You’d met Newt on a research trip years before. The chemistry between the two of you had been obvious to everyone and it hadn’t taken long for the two of you to pair up for the study. Soon enough, Newt asked you to help him observe some mooncalves under the starry sky and, after some laughing and held hands, a new relationship began. The two of you agreed to work together and alternate research trips. This trip to release Frank was one of Newt’s ideas, meaning that you’re really nothing more than a magizoologist’s assistant.

Still, it’s more fascinating than just running after people and bringing them into MACUSA, right? You meet some of the rarest beasts on your journeys. Tina does nothing but arrest people and memorize the ridiculous laws on magic that Americans put into place. Every auror has stories just as mesmerizing as Tina’s, though the others disagree. Even Newt seems to think they’re interesting enough to warrant ignoring you.

You scowl and wrap your arms around yourself as you continue forward. If Newt wants to spend all of his time with some other girl with perfect hair let him.

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Makeup Voiceover;Mark

Request: could you please do a mark scenario where his girlfriend is a beauty youtuber and they do the “boyfriend does my voiceover” challenge?

  • okay before i start i want to apologise in advance because i don’t use make up at all so i’m not familiar with the termologies or brands skmdnd
  • and im just really bad with anything that’s got to do with make up so!!
  • and this was shorter than expected :-(
  • without further a do,
  • let’s start

  • so you had always wanted him to do it

  • and all your subscribers know how cute you both are and they’ve been requesting non stop
  • but shy mark was so afraid and scared he couldn’t do it until you agreed to spend the whole day cuddling with him
  • and he agreed almost immediately
  • “if i knew you’d agree that quickly, i should’ve said that earlier”
  • “hehe don’t break your promise!!”
  • so you lock him out of your room so you can film your makeup tutorial video
  • and you decided to just go for a simple and casual look
  • and outside you can hear mark calling haechan
  • on speaker
  • “why am i nervous for this”
  • “it’s only a voiceover?? it’s not like you’re showing your face”
  • “yeah i know, but my heart’s beating so quickly im-”
  • “shut up and just do it, you can rap in front of so many people but you can’t do a single voiceover? surely absolutely fully capable!”
  • “i called you to give me encouragement but i guess you’re right”
  • and thanks to your professional and talented™ skills,
  • you finish in 15 minutes
  • and after checking the clip one last time,
  • you call mark in to sit beside you,
  • a mic in front if him
  • “just say whatever that appears on the screen, i showed it to you bright and clear!!”
  • you see him nervously smiling and giggling,
  • before clearing his throat and pressing the record button
  • “uhm… hi everyone, it’s mark, y/n’s boyfriend and as you can tell i’ll be doing her makeup voiceover for today, i heard you guys have been requesting this for quite some time now, so here it is”
  • and you smile brightly at him, giving him a small thumbs up to nudge him to continue
  • “as you can tell she’s barefaced right now- still as beautiful as ever and i can never ever see a difference- but oh my goodness what is with that pout, how cute”
  • “she’s holding up a small little stick right now, oh wait- it’s the nyx foundation stick”
  • “ahh, apply it in small streaks around your face and make sure to find the correct shade for yout skin tone!”
  • “spread it out evenly, you don’t want any patches”
  • “she looks so beautiful-”
  • whispers mark, focus”
  • “haha oh- next you want to take this eyebrow pencil”
  • “i can’t see the brand and words it’s too small”
  • “i’m serious oh my god, stop giggling at me”
  • “it’s okay- anyways, you want to start shading your eyebrows”
  • “make sure they’re symmetrical”
  • “how did she do it in one go, that’s my talented girlfriend right here”
  • “oh no her smile is so cute”
  • “mark stop it i’m blushing like mad right now- okay guys i’m sorry if you hear small conversations like these, he’s just sitting beside me recording right now”
  • “i can’t help it”
  • “you want to do your eyes next”
  • “she’s using the naked2 eyeshadow palette- i’ve seen this somewhere before- and she’s going to use the lightest shade of brown”
  • “oh it’s shiny”
  • “apply it gently on your eyelids”
  • “she did it again guys, in one try, that’s my girl”
  • “oh she’s moving on to the blush already?”
  • and he whispers to you
  • “you’re not applying highlight?”
  • “i was too lazy, but anyways continue babe”
  • “you still look good anyways”
  • “why is she giggling to herself”
  • “huh- wait isn’t that my voice”
    • the background plays his conversation with hyuck *
  • “i didn’t know i was that loud- oh my god”
  • “she can’t stop laughing, look at her face HAHAHA”
  • “im so embarrassed but she looks so cute giggling to herself wow”
  • “on a side note, haechan if you’re seeing this we both got exposed”
  • “okay she’s calmed down now”
  • “she’s using a very light shade of pink, just perfect for her natural rosy cheeks”
  • “her side view is wow…”
  • “she’s smiling again aw how cute”
  • “her cheeks are all pink now”
  • “i want to pinch those cheeks so badly haha”
  • “ow omg don’t do that”
  • “guys he literally just pinched my cheeks”
  • “hehe”
  • “on to the lipstick-”
  • “OH SHE’S USING THE ONE I GOT HER”
  • “aw babe”
  • “story time: i actually got this for her last week because she was having bad day and i thought this might make her feel better”
  • “yes thank you so much mark, i love it and i love you”
  • “i love you too”
  • “it’s actually the moonshot lipstick”
  • “ahh.. it’s the peach and cream shade!! i remembered it hehe”
  • “i thought that she’d look gorgeous in it so i decided to get that shade”
  • “look at the way she pouts her lips again- how adorable”
  • “oh my goodness, i just realised she actually did all of that without using any mirrors, how wonderful can she be???”
  • you’re blushing like mad again at this point of time
  • and you see him frown and pout a little
  • “it’s come to an end already?? that’s fast”
  • “anyways look at my princess posing for the camera- you look great”
  • “look!! at!! her!! smile!!”
  • and he starts giggling
  • “anyways i hope all of you enjoyed watching this!”
  • “thank you for subscribing and supporting my baby and watching all her videos”
  • “continue doing that and give her all the love she deserves!!”
  • “it’s been mark here, hope to see you again hehe”
  • and he giggles again
  • he lets out a breath of relief and you give him the warmest hug ever
  • his words never fail to make you feel better about yourself
  • and he gives you a small peck on your lips,
  • “can i do that again someday? i actually liked that hehe”
  • “of course mark, anytime”
  • “and you did great, like always”

anonymous asked:

What if Kara gets infected with something that's like a truth serum and everyone thinks it'll be fine and funny but Kara's actually really sad and depressed

ive combined this with this anon prompt i also got: “I have emotions about Kara and Astra’s death. When Alex starts apologising she takes it so well and I know it’s probably because it’s her sister and she can’t lose her sister but I feel like Kara would be someone who bottles their emotions up. Can we have a fic where she can’t take it anymore at the alien bar with the superfriends? (Lena included)”

“What happened??” Alex demands as she and Maggie enter the medical bay. Kara lies in a yellow sun bed, and J’onn, James, Winn, and Lena keep vigil by her bedside.

“Cadmus,” J’onn says bluntly. “They injected her with some sort of truth-telling serum in an effort to reveal classified DEO information, but we got her out before she could do any real damage.” Alex gives a shaky sigh of relief, taking her sister’s hand in her own.

“So she’ll be okay?”

“We’ll wake her up shortly, and do further testing. She should be fine, Alex.”

They sit around her bed, patiently waiting for her to wake. The silence is broken by whirring machines, and small giggles coming from Winn.

Lena is the first to break.

“Would you stop laughing, Winslow Schott?! This is a serious matter!”

“I’m sorry,” Winn replies, “it’s just… truth telling serum is my favourite trope. I bet we can ask her things she’d never usually answer.”

“Wouldn’t that be betraying her trust?” Maggie asks.

“It’ll be finally finding out what happened to the mysterious disappearing birthday cake she was entrusted with two years ago.”

“We know what happened to that,” Alex says, rolling her eyes. “She ate it.”

“Well you know what, it would be nice to have a verbal confirmation,” Winn grumbles. He smiles, a mischievous gleam in his eye. “It’ll mean finally finding out what happened to the garage roof when you were younger, Alex.”

Alex narrows her eyes, clearly weighing up her options.

“Fine,” she relents, “but nothing too hectic.”

Kara blinks awake slowly, groaning in pain as she sits up.

“What happened?” she asks her friends and family.

“Cadmus,” Lena tells her gently. “But you’re okay now.”

“Hey, Kara,” Winn grins, “what happened to James’ birthday cake that disappeared?”

“I gave it to a homeless man,” Kara says matter-of-factly. Her friends smile at her kindness. “… also I ate half of it.”

“i KNEW IT!”

“Hey, Kara,” James says, “who’s your best friend, me or Lena?”

“Cat Grant,” Kara answers.

“What?” everyone says at the same time. Lena looks like she’s about to cry.

“Well, Cat’s my best friend. You’re all my family.”

“Gayyyyyyy,” Maggie calls out. “my turn.”

“Actually, it’s bi,” Kara says. “But please, continue.” she’s seemingly impervious to the gaping looks on her friends’ faces. Lena doesn’t look like she wants to cry anymore.

“Okay, Little Danvers. How much did you really see when you walked in on us two nights ago?” Maggie asks, eyebrow raised. Alex turns bright red, and Winn looks like he’s about to pass out.

“Enough to know that my sister’s a bottom.”

“Okay, Sawyer,” J’onn sighs. “No more questions for you.”

“My turn,” Lena says. “Why did it take you so long to tell me you’re Supergirl?”

“I liked having someone in my life who loved me for Kara without Supergirl being a part of the equation.” The room is silent. Maggie is the only one able to find her voice.

“Little Danvers, everyone here loves you for Kara,” she says. Kara shakes her head, still so matter-of-fact.

“J’onn sees me as an asset. James sees me as Clark’s little cousin. Winn sees me as some sort of action figure for his collection. And Alex… I’m the burden who ruined her life.”

“She doesn’t mean it,” Maggie says automatically.

“No, this is… this is what she thinks, deep down. This is what she feels,” Alex says with tears in her eyes. “You were never a burden, and you most definitely did not ruin my life.” Kara turns to her, and cocks her head.

“I ruined yours, and you ruined mine.”

“I…?”

“You took my aunt away from me,” Kara whispers. “She was all I had left. She was… you made me lose my mother all over again. You did that. You murdered her.” Silent tears run down both Danvers’ cheeks, as their friends stand awkwardly behind them.

“I hate myself for it,” Alex says, a small sob escaping.

“Sometimes I think I hate you for it, too.”

“That’s enough!” J’onn roars. “This was a bad idea. Maggie, take Alex to the training room. Olsen and Schott, get back to work.”

“We need to-“

“You don’t need to do anything. You’re all forgetting that these are Kara’s deepest thoughts and fears. And that she loves you all more fiercely than another being has loved their family.”

The team breaks up, only Lena staying behind. J’onn turns to Kara.

“I’m sorry, Kara,” he murmurs. “you’re so much more than an asset. You’re… you’re a daughter.”

“You’re the strongest person I know,” she tells him with a friendly, aloof smile, and he sighs softly before he leaves. It may not have been the best method of hashing things out, but he’s glad that they’ve aired their problems. It means they can start moving forward. It means Kara can start healing.

Spiders

Originally posted by alexiabartollo

Peter x Scared Reader

Summary: Desperately needing a relaxation day, the Reader is faced with her biggest fear, but don’t fret! Peter is there to save the day. 

Word Count: 913 (sorry, it’s short)

Warnings: language, fears, spiders, razors, spa day, tears, fluff, and fluff, caring Peter, more fluff. (Let me know if I missed any). 

A/N: Here’s part 2 of my Fears Series! I whipped this out so fast, I surprised myself. These fics are flying out left and right, guys. I cannot stop myself. I know this is short, but I didn’t really know how to make this very long, so hopefully this fulfills your Peter lovin’ needs! Enjoy reading and as always, feedback is appreciated. (p.s. can I have someone to kiss my nose like that pls holy frick ??)


At least once a week you’d try and dedicate a relaxation day for yourself after a hard week of being an Avenger and all.

This week, that day landed on Friday.

During this time, you usually wait to get home from school, a mission, or some other nonsense, to you begin your ritual.

After eating some delicious dinner Vision and Wanda had made for the whole team, you say your goodnights and headed off towards your quarters in the tower.

Making sure you prepared beforehand, you reach your bathroom with everything you needed sprawled out.

Face masks, body scrubs, hair masks, tweezers, nail polish, you name it.

By golly, you’ve been waiting for this day all week and you were definitely going to treat yourself, no matter what got in your way.

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YALL I AM NOT WATCHING THE FINALE TODAY I’M WATCHING IT TOMORROW SO IF YOU SPOIL ME I WILL PROBABLY NEVER GET UP AGAIN OKAY DON’T DO IT

Also! Happier note! I just hit 1.4k followers a day or two ago which is just, wild, and since both that and the end of season are happening about the same time, I want to do a celebration for the first time in like seven months so send me suggestions of what you’d like me to do!

ALSO HAPPY GUESS WHO GOT THROUGH JUNIOR YEAR HOLY FRICKITY F R I C K

Yes those eyebrows are drawn in my friend in the middle of class today said ‘imma give you eyebrows’ and here we are? Expression???? Also do you like my hair it looks fancy but it’s not lol

~dream of bellarke in your grave bbs i’ll see you there~

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Dean & Muscles

This was requested by anon! I hope you all enjoy! <3 <3

Word Cont: 338

Warnings: none

(gif is not mine)

It was a warm spring day and you were hoping to get some fresh air.  After a cold winter, you were ready to take in the beautiful spring scenery.  You opened the bunker door, taking a deep breath.  The sun shined down on you as the breeze softly blew your hair to the side.

“[Y/N],” Dean called over his shoulder.  “I need you to grab a tool for me real quick.”

You trotted over to Dean who was working under the hood of his Impala.  “What do you need,” you asked looking into the tool box at Dean’s feet.

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Warm Me Up ch. 38

*Note: if you can’t read the full thing, go to the OP. Mobile doesn’t show the read more link for some reason. 

Extra note: Everyone is free to stop reading any time they don’t feel comfortable :)


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Over the last couple of days, Nico hadn’t told Will many details about how his reunion with his father went. When Will got home, he found Nico listening to music, writing in his journal, his eyes puffy and bloodshot. Despite it, there had been a small smile playing on his lips and a kind of serenity in his eyes. He had looked at Will, smiled, then continued to write.

Will had showered and laid beside him, asking if he was okay, leaning against him as he wrote. He didn’t want to press if Nico didn’t want to talk. The best Will could deduce was that their talk had gone decently well.

Now, two days later, Nico seemed distracted as he walked around the house, mindlessly picking at small things- arranging the drapes, twisting the blinds open or shut a little, moving the salt and pepper from the table to the counter to the stove and back, and rearranging pillows or couch placements. Meanwhile, Will was catching up on Once Upon a Time. The most surprising thing had been the fact that Nico hadn’t snorted or made a sarcastic comment yet.  

Suddenly, Nico plopped down beside him. He didn’t say anything, but Will grabbed the remote and paused his show. Then he turned to Nico and raised an eyebrow. “What?” he asked.

Nico’s legs started bobbing up and down anxiously until he pulled them onto the couch and folded them beneath him to sit cross-legged. “I want to do something.”

Will furrowed his eyebrows. “Okay.”

Nico took a breath and began fidgeting his hands. “When I went with my dad, it was really awkward. Then we got back here, and I started arguing with him. There was… a lot of crying and yelling…. He apologized a lot.” Nico frowned and looked down. “I don’t know if I want to forgive him just yet. I feel like I have to figure out if he means it.” He glanced up with ebony, mysterious eyes right into Will’s soul, leaving him breathless. “I want him to meet you. As my boyfriend. And if he’s okay with it, I’ll start forgiving. I’ll let him try again. If not…. I don’t want him in my life.”

Will’s eyes widened and he twitched back in surprise. The reality of what Nico had said settled and left Will as anxious as Nico had been all day. He was going to meet Nico’s father?

“If you’re not comfortable, it’s okay,” Nico assured. “I just… I figured this was the best way to figure out if he truly wants to try to be a good dad for me.” He shrugged, eyes downcast, hands weaving together and coming apart nervously.

Slowly, Will lifted his boyfriend’s chin and smiled. “Okay,” he said with more strength and certainty than he felt. “I’ll meet him. When?”

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You Can’t Hurry Love - Tom Holland

Words: 1176

Warnings: None :)

A/N: This was an idea I had and not a request even though I have loads of those haha… I will get round to them promise I just had the idea for this one and had to write it. And it’s named after the song ‘You Can’t Hurry Love’ by Phil Collins because it is an amazing song and I’m so into my 80s music at the moment.

And I’ve set this at this year’s BAFTAs because Tom won (I know I’m still shook) so I could play with that. :)

Oh and I’m really not happy with this one. Plot, fine, but its just how I’ve written it that I’m not happy with. So take it with a pinch of salt. This is easily the worst thing I’ve ever written. ^.^

Honestly, you regretted the break up with Tom every minute since it happened. And now you were doing a red carpet at the same time, and you knew that you would bump into him and see him.

You two didn’t break up because you didn’t like each other anymore or the relationship was failing, it was just that it turned into a very long distance relationship with both of you doing different projects and having no time in the middle to see each other. You didn’t want to break up and you couldn’t speak for Tom, but you hoped he didn’t either. It was a mutual decision and at the time was made for the best.

But tonight you hated that decision with a passion but didn’t know if you had any place to deal with it. Probably not. Tom had probably moved onto someone else that he saw more. It did make you sad but you couldn’t show it tonight. Not with all the cameras and press.

You got out of the black car that was taking you to the awards and took a deep breath because standing up straighter. Camera’s were already on you and you stopped for a few of them.

You were happy with how you looked tonight. The long lilac dress helped show off your figure and your hair had been curled and then pinned so it was off your face.

You moved on down the carpet and then saw Tom signing things for fans a few meters down from you. More people asked you to turn and face the cameras so you did but then turned back to look at Tom.

Now he had noticed you as well. You could see him staring, now completely oblivious to the fans right next to him shoving things in his face.

You bit your lip and supressed a grin. You couldn’t believe it. Tom was completely distracted by you. He knew you were going to be there so you ruled out that he was surprised to see you.

“Fans.” You mouthed to him and pointed towards them.

He seemed to snap out of his trance and turn his attention off you and back to the fans. You grinned to yourself as you moved further on down the carpet and past Tom. You hoped you wouldn’t get any questions about yours and Tom current relationship status. Because at the moment you didn’t know how to answer that. Not together, but you were still interested and you didn’t know about Tom.

You made it down the carpet gracefully and you actually enjoyed it. You went inside and soon found where you were supposed to be sitting. You weren’t up for an award tonight but you were still going as being an actress who was well liked and respected.

When it got to the Rising Star award your heart started beating hard against your chest in anticipation on whether Tom was going to win or not. You hoped so. He deserved it and as the public could vote, you were confident in the fact that the Marvel fans and his own fans could get behind him.

When his name was called and you became ecstatic and clapped as loudly as you could. Your heart swelled with happiness as you saw him make his way up to the stage with a big smile on his face.

His acceptance speech was brilliant and he looked so confident even though he was standing in front of many people.

You sat through the rest of the awards and were happy with what won what. You were debating whether or not to go and find Tom at the after party. You wanted to congratulate him but would it be awkward between you two if you did?

~ Time Skip to the After Party because I’m Now Being a Trashy Peasant With My Writing :) ~

It had been ages since you had been to a party like this with so many famous people. You couldn’t tell if you’d missed it or not. It was getting really late now and you could tell that people would start to leave soon.

You were wandering through the crowd of people when someone lightly grabbed your hand from behind.

“Hey.” You turned to see Tom standing behind you with a nervous smile on his face.

“Hi.” You said returning the smile, “Congratulations on winning by the way. You.. um deserve it.”

“Thanks.” He chuckled.

“Is Harrison here?” I asked just trying to be polite and keep any sort of awkwardness at bay.

“Yeah he is somewhere.” Tom said.

You nodded.

“Do you want to get some air?” Tom asked.

You nodded, “I was thinking of going anyway.”

“I’ll walk you back.”

“But what about Harrison, and your Mum and brothers?”

“They’ll be okay.” He smiled.

He looked like he was going to take your hand in his for a moment but then decided against it. You grinned as you followed him out of the crowd and out of the building. The cold night air of London was startling but nice.

“So how have you been?”

What since we broke up? You thought but put on a weak smile and said, “Fine, what about you?”

“Okay, just very busy.” He answered.

“I can understand that.” You laughed.

“Where are you staying?”

“In a hotel just a few blocks down. I could have ordered a car.”

“What you don’t like my company?”

You looked over at him and he had his eyebrows raised but was grinning at you.

“No of course I do.”

He looked satisfied with that answer as you both walked through London. You wished you could come here more often.

It didn’t take you long to get to the Hotel you were staying in and up to the floor where your suite was. You fumbled to get the keys out of your purse.

“Thanks for walking me back.” You said honestly to Tom. He was leaning up against the wall next to the door and you had to admit that he looked pretty damn sexy.

“Anytime Y/N.”

You wanted to kiss him. Do something to stop the regret you still felt.

“Um, Y/N?” Tom asked.

“Hmm?”

“Do you still like me?”

Well that was pretty open ended question. You still liked him. And you were pretty sure you still liked him. But could you tell him?

“Do you still like me?” You countered.

You didn’t get an immediate answer. It was like you both didn’t want to answer each other. Although you both knew the answer.

The next minute, Tom’s lips were on yours. You had missed kissing him, missed the feeling of having his body close to yours. He pushed you up against the door as you wrapped your arms round his neck.

“We should never have broken up.” You muttered breathlessly. There, you had said it.

“I second that.” Tom said as he kissed you again with even more passion than before.

You giggled into the kiss but then pulled away when you heard footsteps walking down the corridor. You grabbed the key for the door and opened the door quickly, Tom’s hands still on your waist.

Back still to the door, you pushed it open and grabbed Tom and pulled him with you.

“Someone’s in a rush.” He commented as you slammed the door behind him.

“Depends, how much time do you have?” You hummed seductively.

“All the time in the world.”

Monsta X Reacts to Finding Their GF’s “Toy”

Request: Hi! How would the MX members react if they found their girlfriends “toy”? :D Thanks <3 I love your blog :)

Shownu: *blinks slowly with blank expression, slowly furrows eyebrows as he seriously begins to think about it* “but like…we have sex. like a lot of sex. like, how do you find time to…?” 
It would take him awhile to process, but he’d eventually come to terms with it. 

Originally posted by trainingpanda

Wonho: he would give this little, knowing grin as soon as he saw it. i know the boy says he’s going to stay celibate but in my humble opinion THAT IS A DAMN LIE. you can not ooze sex and not claim to have any. he would be like “okay, i get it, but also, i’m here. with all dis dick, so like utilize the real thing. i will take one for the team. you don’t have to worry about my well being. just use me. i will be your toy.”

Originally posted by monstaxs

Kihyun: he would be mildly shocked at first. He’s kind of the mother and caregiver for the group, so you may get scolded for leaving it somewhere someone could find it. 
after a few moments, and actually thinking about it, he’d probably pull out some bullshit like “but…you should probably show me how you use it. you know…for science.”

Originally posted by wonhontology

Minhyuk: *cue the nervous laughter* he’d shrivel into a ball of secondhand embaressment, blushes, and general cuteness. “Of course i know what it is jagi, it doesn’t mean i’ve ever SEEN one before.”
i think it could be a learning/discovery session shortly after, so he can learn to assist you and use the toy in the bedroom to bring things up to the next level. 

Originally posted by beastdw

Hyungwon: *half lidded eyes* “so you’re telling me, doing this doesn’t make you even more tired than when we have sex?” 
I feel like Hyungwon would be barely fazed. He’d get confirmation as to what exactly it was, how it worked, and kind of nod in a newfound understanding. Then he’d roll back over and take a nap to “better process the information.”

Originally posted by hyungvon

Jooheon: he’d totally see it and his eyes would grow in size and his jaw would drop. After realizing you were watching him, he’d immediately try to switch it to swag mode and act totally cool about it. “yeah, i totally knew what that was. you ain’t gotta tell me. psh, I know i make you feel at least fifteen times better than that thing. whatever it happens to do. which i totally know, but i’m just testing you to know if you know.”

Originally posted by honeypup

I.M.: he’d start blushing, but homeboy would probably have a matching one. yeah, he’s the maknae, but i’m totally convinced he’s NASTY. After giving you a tough time after he found it, he would probably try some line like: “want me to teach you how to use this thing properly jagi?” but would totally become a blushing mess once the time came. 

Originally posted by eunhasmom

Misunderstandings

Originally posted by streetrapshit

Loco & DPR Live x Reader - A/F 


“So, are you going to confess?” You shook your head as you watched the makeup artist fix Hyukwoos make up. “He’ll think I’m confessing because he’s suddenly got this six pack, the timing is all wrong” You groaned, trying to prevent yourself from pouting you distracted yourself and glanced up at Christian. “I miss his chubby…ness?” Christian burst out laughing as that was the last thing he expected you to say, he playfully nudged your arm “Give it a shot" 

"Give what a shot?” You moved your head to see Hyukwoo standing next to you with his shirt unbuttoned exposing his clean abs. You immediately averted your eyes and stared at Christian as he spoke up “Y/n, confessing to you” Your mouth fell open as he nonchalantly just told Hyukwoo what you were clearly avoiding. Hyukwoo smirked down at you making you blush.

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anonymous asked:

Lately I've been thinking of Tony being really good at ballet (maybe professional ballet dancer au :p ) and Bucky loving Tony's practices or performances

YOOOO I AM HERE FOR DANCER TONY!!! So in this AU Natasha and Bucky are brother and sister (grew up in the same orphanage). Natasha clawed her way to be the prima ballerina of the Russian ballet, then decided to leave for America for reasons she does not disclose. (I know nothing about ballet troupes so this is some hand-wavy stuff. East coast gets all the best stuff smh.) Also somehow some Steve/Natasha slipped in here whoops. Look out for under the cut!


Bucky followed Natasha to America. She didn’t say why she left the troupe, but with the way her jaw clenched and her eyes went dark, he assumed something bad had happened. Luckily, her reputation preceded her, and joining a prestigious New York troupe was a matter of a well-executed pirouette and then an arabesque for good measure.

She didn’t speak much about her new troupe aside from, “The manager is terrifyingly competent.”

He hated to see her like this, tight-lipped and silently anxious, but New York… hadn’t been what they’d expected it to be. The apartment they’d had lined up fell through, the job Bucky had lined up fell through, and the only reason they even had a place to sleep at night was because Bucky had backed up a guy in a bar fight and the guy offered up his tiny apartment.

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No Pain-No Gain

Request:  I’m not sure if you do like one shots or stuff but I had an idea for a soulmate au where someone’s soulmate can feel there pain. Like a a person breaks their foot, their soulmate will feel it to, just not have a broken foot. Image how Clarks soulmate would react with all that stuff. I think it would be cute, but could be kinda angsty. Just an idea. Idc if you do it or not, just thought it was cool. Have a nice day.
Word Count: 9636.
Pairings: Clark Kent/Superman x Reader
WARNINGS: Lots of swearing. Mentions of: low self-esteem issues, traumas, bullying, weakness complex. Angst (personally, I don’t consider this very angsty but, you need to be warned). Also, I’m sorry for any typos since this was not edited and english is my second language.
Author’s Note: Hope this isn’t to cheesy and that you will be able to enjoy it. Also… NINE THOUSAND WORDS IN LESS THAN A WEEK?! That’s a record for me! Anyway, hope you enjoy this and that the anon who requested it isn’t disappointed.

Originally posted by sir-henry-cavill

Originally posted by amancanfly

Originally posted by amancanfly

Yes, I totally needed three gifs of Henry Cavill. You did too, don’t deny it.


I hate my soulmate, that’s for fucking sure. I totally hate him (or her, you never knew) and I don’t give a single fuck if I haven’t met him. Also, no, I’m not exaggerating in the slightest and yes, you can hate someone you haven’t met, thank you very much (and yes, even if it’s your fucking soulmate, especially mine).

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Just Us || Jughead Jones

Prompt from anon: Hi! I love your writing and I was wondering if you could write something based on the 10th episode? Betty makes the small gathering as Jughead’s bff, it is interrupted by Cheryl blah blah. And you, J’s girlfriend, take him away when you find him sitting there alone? Like you see he’s not enjoying it so you want to take him somewhere (maybe Pop’s) where it’ll be just the two of you. Or maybe after the fight? That’s up to you. Love ya xx

A/N: Hope you enjoy!

Gif by @juggiehead

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“Excuse me, pardon me, excu—hey! Buddy! Move!” you snapped as you pushed through the massive crowd that had arrived at Archie’s house.

You had spent the last thirty minutes shoving your way through the crowd as you checked every room in the house, looking for Jughead. The one place you hadn’t checked yet was the garage. As you pushed the last person out of your way, nearly stumbling into the garage, you saw Jughead sitting in a chair, petting Vegas.

“There you are.” you said as Jughead looked up.

He sighed.

“What are you doing here, Y/N?” he asked as he looked down. “Here to drag me back to the party?”

You snorted.

“No. Because unlike our friends, Jughead, I actually listen to what you want,” you said as you fished around in your jacket pocket for your car keys. “And I’m thinking you’re craving some peace and quiet and a burger or two at Pop’s right now,”

Your boyfriend of ten months looked up at you and you lifted up the car keys.

“Well, are you just gonna sit there or are we gonna get some burgers?” you asked.

Jughead beamed and he jumped up, following you as you grabbed his hand, leading him through the crowd until the two of you were finally outside.

“Well,” Jughead sighed. “Since we finally escaped that…”

He looked towards your car before he held his hand out for you.

“Shall we?” he asked.

You smiled as you took his hand, the two of you making your way to your car.

“I’m sorry I didn’t try and stop Betty and Archie earlier,” you said as your swirled your straw around your milkshake. “I knew you didn’t like parties and I still went along with it.”

Jughead shook his head.

“No, Y/N, it’s fine,” he said. “We’re here now, aren’t we?”

You looked around the empty diner and sighed.

“Yeah, but—”

“Y/N,” Jughead said again as he interlocked his fingers with yours. “It’s fine. Truly. You and me at Pop’s? This is exactly where I wanna be on my birthday.”

You smiled.

“Okay,” you said softly. “I, uh, did get you a gift though. Come here.”

Jughead rose his eyebrows at that but got up anyway, making his way over to your side of the booth.

““A gift?”” he repeated as he sat down next to you.

You nodded as you pulled your hands away from Jughead’s and pulled out an envelope from your back packet.

“Yeah, um, I know you said you didn’t want anything but I had to get this for you. I hope you like it.” you said as you handed him the envelope.

Jughead smiled softly.

“Y/N, you didn’t have to get me anything,” he said as he opened the envelope.

He pulled out two tickets from it and his eyes widened once he realized what they were.

No.” he said in disbelief as he looked up at you bewildered.

You bit back a smile and nodded.

“Yep.” you confirmed.

He let out a breathy laugh.

“The Riverdale Film Festival? H-How’d you get tickets? I’ve tried every year to get them and they’re always sold out.” he asked.

You looked down shyly.

“Well, uh, remember when I had to cancel date night a couple months ago? Said I had some family stuff to take care of?” you began.

Jughead nodded.

“Well, um, there was no family stuff. I was actually camped outside the ticket booth the night before they went on sale. I was able to snag two of them the next morning.”

Jughead’s eyes widened again.

“Y/N, I—”

“Do you like it?” you asked tentatively.

““Do I like it?”” he repeated. “I love it. I-This is the best gift someone has ever gotten for me. Thank you.”

You beamed at his words.

“I’m really happy you like it, Juggie,” you said. “And there’s two tickets in there so you can take whoever you want. Archie or maybe—”

“Y/N, what are you talking about? You’re coming with me,” Jughead said defiantly. “There’s no one I’d rather be with.”

You smiled again before Jughead captured your lips with his in a sweet, passionate kiss. A perfect ending to the day.

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A/N: Hope you liked it! Please send me feedback!

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softly blurred

on Ao3

from the @miraculousexchange​ spring exchange for Amaranthis on tumblr (if you have a tumblr let me know!!) 

~technically~ the prompt was any side of the love square and the rain, but i went with all sides because i really love the 5+1 things trope!

also someone please get me to stop procrastinating oh my god i regret a lot

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I love the rain.
I love how it softens the outlines of things.
The world becomes softly blurred,
and I feel like I melt right into it.

-Hanamoto Hagumi


i. summer - l’été

 The thick humidity breaks as thunder claps. Gray clouds hide the sun and Marinette stares at the drizzle with a sinking heart, thinking of the walk home in the downpour. Her maman has always told her to always have an umbrella on her. Better to be over prepared than caught in a storm.

Marinette has never been all that good at listening to other people’s advice.

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