i need to go to sleep now good night

i’m going to sleep now y’all. it’s been a real hell of a day and i feel emotionally and mentally exhausted and i just need some time to myself. i might be on tomorrow, i might not! i’m not sure, tomorrow’s going to be hella stressful, so i hope you all have good days/nights! love you :)

i absolutely hate it when advice posts tell you to study all the time. i just read one that said, “if you sleep now, you’ll dream. if you study now, you’ll live your dream.” i mean, it could be metaphorical, but it’s actually a really unhealthy message. studying constantly is not healthy. you need to have a balanced life. you need to have a social life, you need to exercise, you need to sleep. how on earth can you be the best version of yourself if you only study? look after yourself. get at least 6 hours sleep a night. eat healthy food. go outside and see your friends. do things that you love. studying constantly, through the night and day, is not good for you at all. and it’s time that the studyblr community learned that.

i talked to the sky/
you’re famous with the birds now

they look for you in everyone

i used to be like that but i got tired

the clouds kept showing up
and they blocked out the good parts/
and they crowded the light away from my window

so i called to ask if the rain stopped where you were
but the phone just kept ringing and ringing
and you were gone/
not forever
but long enough that you didn’t know me
when you came back

and my heart was letting go
because i needed to sleep at night
and there was no other way

and i had been so many people/
all of them strangers to me
and to the birds who were
looking for you

and my head was heavy with memories
that were only good because
they were out of reach
and impossible to return to

and i thought if nowhere else existed
then the homesickness would be cured for good/

but it didn’t work
and then i belonged to the nowhere
and eventually lost that too

and i was stuck
looking for something that was gone
before i had it

and i know you can’t inherit grief/

but what else would explain this
absence that i don’t have a name for
and all these ghosts

that  can’t look me in the eye
—  Y.Z, All My Dreams Are Fleeting

sO it’s 2:35am and I’ve just finished watching the Carmilla Movie trailer (in my defence I’ve been busy playing Before The Storm)  and h0ly frick frack I might’ve almost cried and it was so amazing that I actually decided to get out of bed to my laptop so here I am to give you a small declaration of some screenshots:

#1 CAN WE PLEASE talk about the way Carm is looking at Laura?! I truly wasn’t ready to experience this kind of attack so early on

#2 tHe cReW™ is back together and that’s all that matters oml. also Natasha’s hair is still my sexuality


#4 aLsO Laf and Perry in masks?! YES SIGN ME TF UP

#5 they look so perfect. that’s all.

#6 I might’ve set this picture as my wallpaper like woULD YOU JUST LOOK AT IT this is truly a sensational scene if you’d ask me


anonymous asked:

hc: when dick's really stressed he will literally last on an hour or two of sleep a night and neglect to eat like, real meals. i know ur as much of a sucker for dick grayson fluff as i am, i just love the idea of his sibs being like "youre so stupid how are you still alive, even tim eats power bars before patrol and catches catnaps when he's not working on something, why are you like this"

Anonymous asked:  “It’s okay. I’m used to it.” with Dick please?

So, sorry I took a few days to get to this headcanon. I kind of ended up turning into a 3k+ story. Hope that’s okay. Also, this is more hurt/comfort than angst, I think. There’s some fluff right there in the middle, too.

Thanks to @timdrakeothy, because without you, I don’t know if I would have had the inspiration to continue this story. I was very stuck, and you helped out without even knowing it. So thanks!

Also, thank for 500 followers (it’s almost 600 now, but I meant to get a milestone fic out ages ago when I hit 500)!

Tim freezes, because he’d thought he’d just heard—that’s Dick’s voice coming from down the hallway. Which means that Dick is still awake. At four in the morning. After rough patrol that had lasted hours longer than usual.

Well, that doesn’t spell anything good, Tim thinks, and he creeps down the hallway to peek into Dick’s bedroom through the small crack letting soft light spill into the hallway. Tim spots Dick immediately, and he’s lying on the floor, one hand covering his eyes and the other holding his phone to his ear.

“No,” Dick says vehemently, but he’s really still and tense. He sounds exhausted, though, and his next words come out much softer than that first one. “No. I’m fine. Don’t—No, Wally. It’s okay. I’m used to it.”

Dick goes silent, and Tim imagines that Wally’s talking up a storm, even at four am. But then—

“Just—chill, Wally,” Dick says into the phone. “If you don’t stop yelling at me, I’m going to hang up. And then if you still want to yell at me you’ll have to find a way into the manor without Bruce finding out. So just—No. No.”

There’s a pause, and Tim thinks that he should probably start moving. This doesn’t sound like a conversation he wants to be in the middle of. He’s just about to creep down the hallway again towards his original destination—the kitchen, where he’d accidentally left his laptop—when another bedroom door opens from behind him. Tim turns around just as Damian storms out, stomping down the hall towards Tim.

“What is going on?” Damian hisses, doing that thing where he thinks he’s the boss of everything and Tim is obligated to answer him. But he looks—well. He looks kind of concerned, actually, and this is Dick.

“He and Wally are arguing about something,” Tim says, nodding towards Dick’s bedroom, where Dick’s conversation had turned up a couple of notches. “I don’t think he’s tried to sleep tonight, yet, either.”

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Friends Part 9

Summary: You and Bucky are friends for a long time, but lately you start to develop romantic feelings for him. One day one of Tony’s parties everything changes but maybe not the way you wanted or expected.

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 3143

Thank you @amrita31199 you are the best and thank you for correcting so fast,

credits to the gif owners

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

You look at the giant compound in front of you, with all your courage you ring the doorbell. Bruce answers the door asking gently “What are you doing here? There is nobody home, didn’t you hear about what happened?”

“What happened, Bruce?” Your heart hurts, you are already preparing for the worst “I don’t know all the details, but Hydra wants to make another super soldier. Apparently, they are kidnapping civilians to make the experiments.”

This is so horrible, you feel sorry for all these people that are having their life destroyed but at the same time you are relieved that Bucky is alright and that it is just another mission “Shouldn’t you be there with them?”

You imagined that the Hulk would be helpful in these situations “I wouldn’t be very useful in that situation, they need to be discrete and the Hulk is nothing like that.”  You should go home, it seems like the Universe doesn’t want you two to be together. It is the only explanation.

“Oh I see, I am so sorry to bother you so late. “ You check your phone it is way past midnight “Can you let me know when they get home? I really need to talk to, Bucky.” Bruce opens the front door for you “Why don’t you sleep here tonight? It’s pretty late and Bucky will kill me if something happens to you.”

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Half Asgardian

A/N I haven’t posted anything in awhile and I had this as an idea. I hope you lovelies enjoy.

Warnings: Fluff, cursing probably 

I pulled my suitcase across the wet pavement with one hand and kept a hold of the letter inside my jacket with the other. Holding onto it instead of putting it inside my suitcase made me feel safer. I stood in front of the large house. How have I not been attacked by their security yet? I knocked on the door and there was no answer. Instead it swung open and I stepped inside.

“Hello can I help you?”

“Mr.Fury…. oh my gosh its such an honor to meet you. Oh sorry I’m here to see Mr.Stark.” 

“How did you get in? The door was locked. Why do you need to see Mr.Stark?”

“The…. it opened by itself. I have a letter for him from my mom. She sent me here and told me to give it directly to him.”

“And who are you?”

“Y/n, y/n l/n”

“Can I see the letter?” He asked reaching for it.

“My mom said to hand it directly to Mr.Stark.”

“Is it something dangerous?”

“I don’t think so? I hope not….. She just told me it was a letter. Her last instructions to me was to give this directly to Mr.Stark.”

“Is she still alive?”

“I don’t know. She left a note on the fridge and told me she left this note for him and to take my stuff here and if I couldn’t stay here to go find one of my friends.She wasn’t in the house anymore and I haven’t been able to get into contact with her.”

“Do you know what the letter says?”


“Why don’t we open the letter together so we know that there isn’t anything dangerous in it first. Not that I don’t trust you, but I don’t, and you also don’t know what is in the letter. We both can read it and then you can give it to Mr.Stark.”

I opened the letter and Fury stood over my shoulder.

Dear Tony Stark,

I hope this letter finds you in good health. If you are receiving this it means that I have left and probably will not come back, whether it is because I’m dead or can not come back. After one of your parties we shared together, the night I left was because I discovered I was pregnant. My daughter, our daughter Y/n will be the one giving this letter to you. I would prefer you don’t tell her who you are to her, but I won’t be there to stop you. Please take care of her. She is a good kid and smart like her father. 

Warmest Regards,

Y/m/n y/l/n

“Oh my God….” I said under my breath.

“Well I’ll get him down here.” Fury said and I didn’t move. I couldn’t. Tony Stark was my father. There was a picture with the letter of him and my mom. They both looked young and happy.

“Y/n this is Tony Stark.” I handed him the letter and I slowly got feeling back into my body.

Tony sat down holding the letter carefully in his hands. Silence filled the room.

“I erm…. she never told me. I’m sorry for springing this up on you . I didn’t know til a few minutes ago.” I told him.

“Do you know which friend would be able to take you in?”  Fury asked me.

“ I have a few that I can call.” I told him pulling out my phone.

“What no. She’s my child I’ll take her in.” Tony said jumping up and grabbing my phone from me.

“You don’t even know if this woman was actually telling the truth. Even if she was  you really want to take a child into your kind of life?” Fury asked.

“You’re saying you don’t see the resemblance of me in her? And no I’m not making her an Avenger and she needs a home anyway.”

“She’s going to get hurt sooner or later.” 

“Kid do you wanna stay here? I promise no one is going to hurt or bother you while I’m here.” Tony said looking at me.

Pepper walked into the room. “Who is that?” 

“Someone whose mother claims to be Stark’s daughter.” Fury answered crossing his arms obviously wanting to get rid of me fast.

“Are you sure?” She asked.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y” Stark said and all of a sudden a cotton swab went into my mouth and Mr.Stark’s.

“Paternal test complete. Mr.Stark you are the father.” F.R.I.D.A.Y.  said.

“Ok so you are her father. Doesn’t mean you should keep her. We can send her to a safe location where she can continue school.” Fury said leading me away and to the door.

“I already finished high school.” I told him.

“ Aren’t you like 14 kid?” 


“And are you in college?” Fury raised an eyebrow to me.

“Online yea. I was planning on working for S.H.I.E.L.D. one day.” I told him.

“See she should stay here and learn all she can. She’s my daughter Fury. I never knew about her. Let me take her in now.”

Fury sighed. “And who is gonna take care of her when you go on a mission?”

“ I will.” Pepper said. 

“You’ll take care of her?” Fury asked skeptically.

“Yea, she’s 16. Smart, was the top of her class, no criminal record, i doubt she’ll be any trouble.”  I felt my heart swell. They wanted me. They could toss me to my friends and get on with their lives, but they wanted to keep me. I hugged Pepper without thinking. She hugged me back. 

“Here lemme get your stuff kiddo.” Mr.Stark said and dragged my stuff.

I stared at the ceiling in the room they had given me. This bed was the softest bed I have ever laid on, but I still couldn’t sleep so I got up and walked to the main room. 

“Hello.” I jumped into a defensive position at the voice.

“Sorry I didn’t mean to scare you. I’m Bruce.” 

“Y/n. What are you doing up at this hour? Its like 3 in the morning.”

“Working on a project with your dad.What are you doing? Don’t you have school tomorrow?”

“Nope. I graduated already. Where are you guys working at?” 

“Downstairs, but I don’t think it would be wise for you to….. ok.” He said as I walked down the stair case with him following. I opened the door and saw Tony working on his suit.

“Y/n why are you up? You’re a teenage you’re suppose to be in bed.”

“I couldn’t sleep. What are you working on?”

“ My suit. I’m putting in some upgrades.”

“Need help with anything?”

“Nope I got Bruce.”

“Really because it looks like your hand is stuck between the gears.” I told him looking at the leg of the ironman suit.

“I’m not stuck….” 

Bruce held back a smile.

“Oh yea proof it.” I said crossing my arms and waited for him to pull out his hand.

“I don’t need to proof anything I’m working I have to keep my hand in here because I’m working.”

“Then amuse me by removing your hand from it.”

He tried to pull his hand from the gears. He stood up and put his foot against the leg and pulled ending up with him crashing into a million things “Well shit.”

“ You were saying?” I asked and helped him pull his hand from out of the gears and picked up some of the mess.

“ Thank you. Now I think you should go to bed.”

“Wait her hands are small enough and she’s more competent then some of your  tools. You should let her help.”


“ Ok ok you can help with this one thing then back off to bed.” Tony told me.

“Mkay what do you need me to do?”

“Put your hand in here and turn the knob all the way at that back.” He said handing me the leg.

I reached within the leg and felt the knob. I screamed a little bit to scare him and ended up laughing. “ I’m sorry. You were just acting so tense. There I did it.” I said laughing.

“NOt funny y/n.”

“It was a little bit.” I told him. “If I did get hurt trust me it would be louder than that and there would be curse words stringing from my mouth.”

“Haha now go to bed kiddo. You need your sleep.”

 “Alright. Good night.” I said walking back upstairs. I still didn’t feel to tired so I decided to make some tea for both me and them. 

“What are you doing still up?” Pepper asked coming into the kitchen.

“I couldn’t sleep so I went to see what Tony and Bruce were doing, helped a little bit, then came back up. Now I’m making tea. Do you want some? I was making them some as well.”

“Yes. Sugar and honey please.” she said yawning and leaning against the counter.

I handed her a cup and then took two mugs downstairs. I set them away from the equipment and Bruce saw giving a quiet thank you before drinking his. I headed back upstairs.

“This is good.” Pepper said sipping her tea.

“Thank you.” I said drinking my own. “So why are you up?”

“F.R.I.D.A.Y. told me you were up and I wanted to make sure you were ok.”

“Thank you.”

“Y/n why did you hug me when I said you could stay? Did you expect us to kick you out?” Pepper asked and I sat on the counter opposite of her.

“I don’t know what I expected. I definitely not that no. I figured Tony had enough on his plate. And honestly you could’ve easily told me to go live with my friends.” 

“That would’ve been what Fury wanted to do, but Tony and I are a little more open minded.”

“Why did you have F.R.I.D.A.Y. tell you when I got out of bed?”

“I didn’t know how you would take to living here.”

“Yea no this place is great. There is lots of room and is nice.”

“It is. I think you’ll really like living here.”

“I think so too. “

Pepper and I talked till the sunrise and Tony and Bruce came upstairs. 

“I’m getting hungry. Do you want some pancakes?” I asked Pepper.

“No its ok y/n you don’t have to cook.”

“Honestly I’m ok with cooking. I promise I’m not a bad cook.” I told her as Tony and Bruce slumped on the other chairs.

“Did you guys finish whatever it was you were working on?” Pepper asked as I got started on the pancakes.

“Yea and the Avengers are probably going to be up in about half an hour so I need coffee.” Tony said getting up tiredly.

“Pepper do you want anything in your pancakes? Chocolate chips, bananas, blueberries, anything? And you’re not allergic to vanilla or cinnamon right?”

“No and chocolate chips are fine.” She said.

“Do you guys want pancakes?” I asked Tony and Bruce.

“That sounds better than a granola bar. Yes please. Blueberries please.” Bruce said rubbing his eyes of sleep.

“Tony?” I asked flipping Pepper’s pancakes and mixing Bruce’s batter.

Tony looked at the batter as if he was deciding.

“Yea. And thank you for the tea you made this morning.” He said then sat at the island with the other two. I put Pepper’s pancakes on a plate and put Bruce’s pancakes in the pan before giving them to her.

“I don’t know what kind of syrup you like or what toppings you want soooo.” I proceeded to put all the toppings and syrups I found on the island. She put syrup on her pancakes and proceeded to bite into them as Tony and Bruce drank their coffee slowly. I turned and flipped Bruce’s pancakes and started on Tony’s batter. A few minutes later Bruce’s pancakes were done. 
“Y/n I don’t know what you did, but these are the best pancakes I’ve had.” Pepper said. I smiled and flipped Tony’s pancakes.

“Hey kid. How’d you like to go to meet the Avengers?” He asked as I slid the pancakes in front of him. He put strawberries and chocolate chips on his.

“I would love it. “ I said making my own pancakes.

“Well the first one will probably be up in 5 minutes.”

“Should I make them breakfast too?” I asked.

“They have to ask nicely.” Tony said digging into his pancakes.

“Who is the first to wake up?”

“Steve should be in here in about 5…4…3…2…”

“Morning guys. Who is that?” Steve asked walking over to the island.

“My daughter.” Tony said.

Steve looked at me and back at him.

“Since when?” 

“Since 16 years ago.”

“ Andddd she just now shows up?”

“I just came yesterday. Pancakes?” I asked him

“No thank you. I just need to get some coffee.” He said going to the coffee pot. 

I dug into my pancakes. About an hour later the next few Avengers woke up. 

“That’s Rhodey, he’s like a brother to me,there is Wanda, that’s Natasha and Clint and that’s Sam and the one yielding the big hammer is Thor.”

“Why does it smell sweet in here?” Natasha asked.

“I made pancakes earlier. If you guys want I can make you guys some. I didn’t know if you would want any and if you did I didn’t know what you would want?” 

“Who are you?”

“Avengers this is my daughter and she makes amazing pancakes.” Tony said wrapping his arm around me.

They all kind of just stood there.

“Sup lil Stark. I’ll take you up on your offer of pancakes. Hopefully you cook better than your father does.” Rhodey said smiling and sitting at the island.

“One time Rhodey. One time I set the oven on fire.”

Everyone else agreed to have pancakes and Natasha watched me as I made them. After breakfast they all scattered so they could train. I got ready for the day and about two hours of doing my online college I got bored and decided to wander around and watch them train.

I stumbled across Wanda and Clint training first. I sat off on the side lines and watched in amazement. It was very cool to watch. 

The door swung open after an hour and a half and a frantic teenage boy ran in.

“Sorry I’m late for training. There was a mugger and a crazy cat lady….”

“Think fast Parker.” Clint shot an arrow at him 

“Whoa.” He caught it.

“Take a break Wanda. I’ll take on Parker.” Clint said and Wanda came and sat next to me.

“Who is that?” I asked

“That’s Peter. He’s Spiderman.”


“Yea. He’s around your age.”

“That’s amazing he can do all of that.” I said motioning to his flips and swinging.

“You think he’s cute.”

“SHHHHH Wanda jeez.” I said playfully smacking her. “And he’s not bad looking…” I said quieter making her laugh.

“You should talk to him after.”

“I’m sorry who me?”

“Yes you.”

“What do I even talk about?”

“ I don’t know ask him what school he goes to or if he wants to see a movie.”

“Wanda your turn.” Clint said coming to switch spots with Wanda.

“Hey Clint.”

“He like’s Star Wars. In case you were wondering” Clint said taking a drink from his water bottle.

“Why do you think I was wondering?”

“Because I have a daughter and I know the look.”

“You have a family?”

“I do. But its on the down low so shhhh.”

“ I think that’s nice you have a family. You have something to go home to. “

“Yea. But anyways just talk about anything geeky with him. Star Wars, atomic particles anything really.”

“Lucky I grew up with and love Star Wars.” I smiled 


“Clint!” I whispered yelled.

“Wha?!” Wanda knocked him off his web and he hit the floor with a thud.

“Clint look what you did.” I told him.

“I didn’t do it Wanda did it. He should be able to multitask.” I went to help him up.

“Who are you?” He asked getting back to his feet.

“The Star Wars geek Clint yelled about.” I told him blushing.

“I-I’m Peter.”


Having tea with Pepper in the mornings had become a routine as the month progressed

“So do you have a thing for Peter?” Pepper asked with a small smile on her face.

“What? Why would you say that?” I asked smiling.

“Because you cling around him more than anyone else.”

“He is the only one around my age. And hey I hang out with you and Wanda alot.”

“Mmmmmmmhmmmmm. You can tell me if you do you know. I’m not going to tell him.” She said not believing my story.

“I meannnnnnnnnnnnn……. Maybe a little.”

She started laughing “I knew it. So are you going to do anything about it?”

“I mean what can I do about it? He’s busy being a superhero.”

“You could always enroll at his school.”

“ Back to highschool? I barely survived the first time. And I would be behind in work since its almost 2nd semester.”

“Why don’t you go with Happy and go check out the school. Happy is picking up Peter today anyway.”

“I guess checking it out couldn’t hurt.”

“Good now go Happy is waiting for you.”

Happy drove up to the school and wandered around the school with me. 

“Excuse me can I help you?” One of the teachers stopped to ask.

“Huh, oh I was just looking around to see if I wanted to come to this highschool.”

“Oh would you like a small tour?”

“I… sure…” I told her. She took us outside so we could go to a different part of the building. There was a big group of students huddling around in a circle and screaming.

“What the…” The teacher asked. Happy put a hand on my shoulder to keep me from going into the circle. The teacher tried to barge her way through the circle, but was pushed out. “COME ON GET UP PENIS PARKER!”

I quickly slid out of Happy’s grip and into the crowd. I elbowed people and slid through the nooks and crannies. I finally got to the front and saw Peter on the ground. 

“Look Flash I’m not in the mood. I have places to be.” Peter said starting to pick his stuff up.

“Where do you have to be? Back to your “Stark internship”? Have you even met Mr.Stark?” Flash kicked Peter.

“HEY!” I yelled walking to the middle of the circle.

“Who are you?” Flash asked.

“The question is more like who the fuck do you think you are?” I said getting in his face.

“Awww look Penis Parker has a dorky little friend.” I socked him in the jaw sending him to the ground.

“How about the next time you use what little brain power you have before you pick on someone.” I told Flash and helped Peter up. He held his side and I picked up a few of his books

“Bitch.” Flash said from the ground spitting out blood.

“Next time I won’t be so nice.” I told him and pushed our way out of the crowd and back to Happy. 

“Are you ok?” I asked Peter as we got into the car.

“Yea i’m ok.”

“Why didn’t you fight back?”

“I don’t want to blow my cover.” Peter told me.

“Well you don’t have to completely kick his ass. Just get a good hit in.” I told him.

“Yea thanks for that by the way. You got him good.”

We talked and kept trying to get Happy to laugh the entire ride back to the tower.

“Yea no I’m going to highschool.” I told Pepper when I got home.

“That good huh?”

“That bad.” I showed her my now bruised knuckles.

“What happened?” She said walking over to me.

“It was awesome she hit Flash and he went down like a rock.” Peter said.

“Who is Flash?”

“No one important. I’m okay Pepper. Really. Honestly I’ve had worse.” I told her.

“What? When???” She asked

“When I was not living here.” I told her.

“Well here is some ice. I don’t want to see something like this happen again young lady.” I grinned.

“Maybeeeee..” I told her and she hugged me kissing my forehead.

Today was a day off from school and Pepper was at a meeting and Tony was downstairs working and I was by myself in the main room.

I sat at the piano and waited for Pepper to come back from her meeting. I pressed a few keys and made sure no one was watching before I started playing it.

“You can play piano? Who taught you?” Tony asked standing behind me and I jumped a little because I didn’t realize he had walked into the room.

“I taught myself.”

“Was there anything you didn’t teach yourself?”

“My abc’s, how to read, how to tie my shoes and all that good stuff.” His face dropped.

“I’m sorry. You must’ve thought I was a shit dad for not being there. I didn’t know. She never contacted me. I would’ve….” 

“Don’t beat yourself over it. She didn’t take care of me much either. Don’t get me wrong I do love her, she has always been the partying type and knowledge has been my survival skill. And if its any consolation you and Pepper are already above her on my list. You actually show an interest.” He pulled me into an unexpected hug.

“I don’t do this very often, but Pepper told me you were a hugger.” I hugged him back.

“You don’t have to hug me if you don’t want to you know.” I told him.

“I want to hug my daughter.” He said.

“Y/n I’m back…. oh.. Hey Tony did you finish up on the project down stairs?” 

“I did. Why don’t we go out to eat tonight?”

“Y/n was going to make cookies for desert.”

“Uncle Rhodey!” 

“Sup lil Stark.”

“I made cookies you want some?” 


“How are the legs feeling?”

“They feel like they did before the crash.”

“That’s good. I’m glad to hear you’re not in pain.”

“These are …….so good.” he said shoving more into his mouth.

“ I smell cookies where are they at? Did y/n make them???” Sam said walking into the kitchen. Rhodey took the plate and started to walk away with it.

“None for you bird brain.”

“Im going to have to make another batch for tonight huh?” I asked Sam and he nodded.

After dinner that night I got a felt a wave of something hit me. I missed my mom. I stole the picture that was in the envelope with the letter and headed to one of the training rooms. I sat and just stared at it trying to focus on all the details.

“Lady y/n is everything ok?”  Thor asked sitting next to me. I hid the picture

“I…. it’s nothing.”

“Is it about your mother?”

“Yea…… I jjust want to know if she is alive or if she isn’t and what happened.”

“Y/n….. I knew your mother.”


“I don’t know if she ever told you, but she is or was Asgardian like me.”

I sat there silent for a few moments. Asgardian. That would mean that I’m half Asgardian. 

“Does Tony know?”

“I don’t think he does.”

“Do you think he’ll still want me if he finds out?”

“Why would you think that Lady Y/n? Your father loves you very dearly.”

“I don’t know. Sometimes I get scared that they might wanna give me up.”

He hugged me. “They would be crazy to do so.”

“So does this mean I can lift Mjolnir.”

“If you are worthy yes.”

“I don’t want the answer to that question just yet. Do all Asgardians have super abilities?”

“Everyone of us has something special. In theory you should have abilities since you are half Asgardian. Have you shown any abilities that you excel in or been in any danger? Dangerous situations usually trigger dormant powers in those who are half Asgardian.”

“No. Soooo if I’m in a dangerous situation they might show?”


“Like a lightening strike?”

“Lady y/n….”

“Pleaseeee Thor? Just like a small one?”

Thor stood up and so did I. There was a bright light and I collapsed to the floor. My limbs felt heavy.



“Hey….” I said looking at Tony trying to prop myself up against the wall.

“Thor…. you better have a good ass explanation to why my daughter is on the floor and there are scorch marks on her.”

“She is half Asgardian and….”


 I felt my body being lifted and put on the couch, but I couldn’t really tell who it was because my vision was going blurry. What looked like Pepper’s face came into view.

“How are you feeling y/n?”

“Heavy…. Make sure dad doesn’t kill Thor.”


Tony’s face came into view.

“Dad don’t kill Thor. I asked him to.”

“Why?” he sighed. “Are you sure you’re ok?”

“I’m ok I just want to sleep.”

lol sorry not sorry for making it this long. There were also a lot of time skips.

Anyways let me know if you liked it. I enjoy hearing what you guys have to say. Have a good day my lovelies.

daleks-are-my-mates  asked:

Hi mom, today is my 18th birthday, and i was wondering if you would write literally ANY fantasy based au for Mingyu?? I know how much you like to write them and i get sad that no one asks for them... So here i am !!! Love u

ahhh happy birthday!!!! i can’t believe my first thought with mingyu was to write a lost wolfboy au,,,,,,,it’s p playful so i hope u like it!!!

  • you first start noticing the vegetables in your garden go missing when you go out to check on your cabbages and all of them have bite marks in them,,,,,,
  • half the carrots have been uprooted from the ground, and your poor pumpkin patch is a mess
  • nothing hurts a young farmer more than knowing there’s a night thief up to work in their town so instead of sitting around in the dirt pouting, you hatch a plan for a stake-out
  • and tbh,,,,you thought it would be easier
  • sitting on your porch overlooking your garden, a good book at your side as well as a pair of old binoculars you found rummaging through your attic
  • whatever neighborhood troublemaker thought they would get away with trespassing one more time wasn’t going to have it coming - even though you weren’t so sure what you would do if you actually caught them
  • but the thought was pushed out of your mind, you just wanted to know who was doing this!
  • at half past 2 am, with the crescent moon sparkling in the sky and your eyes threatening to give up on you - you hear a nose that spooked you from your sleep
  • quickly, you groped around for the binoculars and once you had them you looked toward the side of your garden where the urgent rustling was coming from
  • there he was - a body hunched over your patch of cabbages
  • for a moment you thought there was something else with them,,,some kind of animal??? it kept swishing back and forth,,,,,a dogs tail???
  • either way, you crept around the side of the patch until jumping up from your position with a “THIEF!” loudly echoing through the night 
  • the person stopped digging, looking up at you with widened eyes and you almost choked on your surprise,,,,,
  • gazing curiously back at you was most definitely a boy,,,,,,a human boy
  • with a human face, hands, and bare chest,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,yet two dog like ears were high at alert in his mess of hair
  • and that swishing wasn’t a small animal,,,,it was this boys,,,,tail?!?!?!?!
  • you dropped the binoculars you were holding and his eyes darted from them back up to you
  • even in the dark, you could see his mouth was open, hairy hands clamped tight around a cabbage head
  • his teeth were glittering white with two sharp fangs, longer than the rest of his teeth, shone 
  • “,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,woof?”
  • he gave a shrug of his shoulder in an attempt to copy the noise of a household dog
  • but you just stared at him because,,,, woof??????? woof wasn’t going to cut it no no not when whatever he was,,,,,,,,,,had just been caught red handed with YOUR food
  • “w,,,why are you st-stealing my vegetables?!??!?”
  • you finally managed to push out, even though the real question you wanted to ask was “are you,,,,half dog? wolf? what are you?”
  • the boy’s nose twitched
  • “because yours are the best ones?”
  • wincing, the boy dropped the cabbage in his hand and stood
  • while he was crouched down you couldn’t tell, but at his full stance he was now much taller ,,,,,,,,,,, and much scarier than before
  • his bare chest was tan and toned, arms muscular and intimidating. his eyes briefly flashed yellow within the turns of brown and you could see the long nails of his fingers
  • “im hungry, the forest is far.”
  • his voice is flat, but you can see that there is a stress on ‘forest’,,,,,,,,,,that’s where he must be from
  • but then again,,,,,what was he - wasn’t the forest full of actual wolves not,,,,half-wolf people,,,,,
  • you didn’t dare question it, rather just furrow your eyebrows and realize one) you should have thought this through two) let’s not get mauled by those nails three) he’s got a cute face for a vegetable-robber-wolf-boy ,,,,,,,,,,,,wait what
  • instead you chose to strike up peace, “i can give you some food from inside, you know, instead of you pulling up my half-ripe cabbages.”
  • his ears perked up immediately, a smile forming on his face that further more showed off his impressive fangs
  • “food?!”
  • he took a step forward and leaned his head down, pressing it to yours
  • in fear - you jumped back and a look of confusion coated his momentarily happy expression
  • “im,,, not the food,,,” you said in a shaky voice and his expression turned back into laughter
  • “i know!! i don’t eat humans. i like vegetables and ,,,, chicken?”
  • he smiled again and this time that thought about him being cute drifted back into your head
  • “ok, i have both of that c–c–come inside,,,”
  • happily trailing behind you like a wanderlust puppy, the boy came into your home and immediately dropped back to all fours
  • it startled you but he just looked eagerly around
  • “do i have to catch the chicken?” he pondered, on high alert for any animals inside your kitchen
  • “n-no, i have some already just ,,, just stay there.”
  • quickly, you made a mess of a plate of left over chicken legs and tossed salad you had from your dinner
  • you set it onto a plate, but realized that might not be the viable option
  • so without further ado you threw it all together into a cooking pot and carefully, oh so carefully, set it in front of the boy
  • in your life, you had never ever seen someone eat so fast
  • it was actually rather impressive to watch, and when he was done he licked at his face with his tongue, much in the way dogs do
  • you stiffed a giggle and reached for a napkin from the table
  • “here” you put it out and curiously, he sniffed it
  • “i can’t eat that.” he stated and you rolled your eyes at yourself,,,,,,,,werewolves don’t know what napkins are
  • “you use it to clean see?” you rubbed the napkin against your cheek but the boy only tilted his head, ears flopping a bit to the side
  • “ok ok come here”
  • you were only half surprised when the command worked and he made his way over, gently you rubbed at the spot beside his lip till the reminisce of chicken was gone
  • “all full?”
  • you asked and he nodded
  • “listen, ill leave some food out for you at night from now on. please stop uprooting my hard-work ok?”
  • you asked,,,,seeing the slightly dejected look overcome the boy but then he perked up once again
  • “im mingyu, who are you?”
  • you were surprised to hear his name, but told him your own
  • repeating it aloud, mingyu looked into your eyes - the yellow swimming through his iris
  • “you’re,,,, a good human”
  • “i am?” you asked almost dryly, but mingyu’s vigorous nod made you smile too
  • “ok, this good human needs to sleep now - so go back to,,,,,,the forest? and if you want some food feel free to knock on the back porch door”
  • you pointed to it and mingyu turned to look over his shoulder before looking at you and , more slowly this time, pushing his head to yours
  • this time you didn’t jerk back,,,perhaps this was a wolf boys way of saying thanks?
  • you stayed like that for a minute or so, your cheeks getting hot under the intense gaze
  • till mingyu pulled back, getting up off your floor and heading to the door
  • you were about to indulge in the image of your rugged, wolf boy leaving you for the forest when you realized he couldn’t get the back door open
  • with a laugh, you got up and helped him and before running off into the night mingyu leaned in again
  • and this time gave what you assumed was a small lick to the side of your lips
  • he said your name and then ran off, at some point you thought his entire body had shifted into that of a wolves, but you touched the wet spot on your cheek and gave out a sigh
  • a lick on the cheek was definitely grosser than a kiss, but who could blame a poor garden-robbing-cute-wolfboy for not knowing the difference LOL 

this is the only other thing i’ve drawn today and it’s just a sketch but i felt like i needed to share,

Not In That Way | Tom Holland

Prompt: Your friends with Tom, which leads to you two becoming friends with benefits and you end up falling in love with him but he doesn’t feel the same way about you.

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Request: No

Words: 1387

Warnings: none, no smut (I don’t write smut) 

My relationship with Tom had began by the both of us just being friends. We guys had met at a dinner that was being hosted by my best friend Zendaya, I had arrived late and the only open spot was next to Tom. After that dinner both Tom and started to hang out constantly and at a party that Jacob was hosting the both of us ended up hooking up. At first I thought nothing of it and assumed it would only be a one time thing, but I was wrong.

The two of us continued to hook up and eventually I started to fall for him… hard. I wasn’t the only to notice either, Zendaya and Jacob knew that I had started to like him way before I knew it.

“You need to tell him Y/N” Z told you

“I don’t want to ruin hat we have” I replied walking into my kitchen while Z and Jacob followed behind me.

“I agree with Zendaya, you need to tell him, who knows maybe he likes you too” Jacob said coming into the kitchen heading towards the fridge and getting a water bottle.

“What if he rejects me and tells me he doesn’t feel the same way, I’ll be humiliated. I won’t say anything yet but I know that I have to, and I have to do it soon”

“If he rejects you he’s an idiot”

“I’ll kick his ass if you need me to” Jacob said 

“Thanks Jacob but I don’t think that’ll be necessary”

And I hate to say I love you
When it’s so hard for me
And I hate to say I want you
When you make it so clear
You don’t want me

It was a little past midnight when I was in bed laying down thinking of a way I would tell Tom how I feel when I see my phone light up and notifying me that I received a text. I reached for my phone and see that it’s a text from Tom, sighing, I opened the text knowing what it says before I even open it.

Tom: Are you up?

Y/n: Yes, what’s up?

Tom: Can I come over 

Y/N: Sure

Tom: Oh thank god because I’m already outside

I walked to my door and opened it revealing a very frustrated Tom.

“Hey Y/N” he said coming in

“Hey Tom”

“What are you doing up”

“I could ask you the same thing” I replied with a smirk

“I know that you told me not to come especially around this time but I really needed you” he said walking towards me and kissing me. 

I hesitated a little bit before kissing him back, it felt wrong because of the conversation  had with Z and Jacob earlier but I couldn’t seem to stop myself. 

I’d never ask you ‘cause deep down I’m certain I know what you’d say
You’d say, “I’m sorry, believe me, I love you but not in that way.”

“Wow, I still can’t get over how good sex with you is” Tom said laying down next to you, you smiled lightly but then I went back to my previous thoughts about telling him how I feel. He noticed how quiet I was so he turned to me and eyed me curiously.

“You okay”

“Me? yeah I’m fine”

“Are you sure you seem upset”

“I’m fine Tom”

“Y/N, talk to me come on I’m your friend”

“I’m in love with you Tom” I blurted out mentally hitting myself, I looked over to him to see his reaction but he was just staring at me shocked a what I just revealed.

“Y/N, you know I love you too but-”

“But not in the way that I love you” my replied looking up at the ceiling

“I’m sorry, really I am it’s just that-”

“Don’t say anything please, you can leave if you want, and I’m sorry I ruined our friendship” i said getting up reaching for my clothes.

“Hey, I still want to be your friend, I’ll never stop being friends with you, you didn’t ruin the friendship” he said grabbing my hand pulling me back to him

And I hate to say I need you
I’m so reliant
I’m so dependent
I’m such a fool

I woke up the next morning remembering what happened the night before, just as I was about to go back to sleep, I heard someone in my kitchen. I forgot that Tom didn’t leave last night, I got up and made my way to the kitchen and as I rounded the corner i saw Tom fully dressed in jeans and a t-shirt.

“Good morning love”

“Don’t call me that please”

“What why, you liked it before”

“That was before, just please don’t call me that, it makes me feel weird now”

“Oh come one Y/N I call everyone love”

He didn’t know that hearing him call me ‘love’ hurt now because he didn’t love me back. It made me realize that I shouldn’t of blurted it out, I wish I could go back and change things. Like for starters I wouldn’t get into this whole friends with benefits situation. I realized that the only thing that i should do now is let Tom know that we can’t be friends, not because I don’t want to be his friend but because it just hurts.

“Listen, Tom”


“I don’t think we should be friends anymore..”

“Is this because I called you love”

“No, it’s because seeing you and being around you reminds me of how much I love you and how much I need you that it hurts me a lot, believe me I want to be your friend but I’m just so needy and such a fool for letting my feelings get to me”

“We could forget this even happened, Y/n I still want to be your friend”

“I do too but it hurts me Tommy”

Tom hearing me call him Tommy, something I only called him when I was serious and upset made him realize how much it hurt me, he knew I didn’t want this but it was what had to be done. At this point both of us were crying, he came to hug me before he left.

“Okay, Y/N if thats what you need me to do then I’ll do it, goodbye and take care, I’ll miss you” he said before walking out

When you’re not there,
I find myself singing the blues.
Can’t bear,
Can’t face the truth

After telling Tom that our friendship wouldn’t work out because of my feelings towards him I called Z. 

“So you two aren’t friends at all anymore” she asked 

“Nope, I told him it would be too much for me”

“Are you sure that’s what you wanted”

“No, but it was what needed to happen”

You will never know that feeling
You will never see through these eyes

Three months passed I was slowly getting over Tom, but not completelyI had decided to walk around New York do some shopping and get some coffee. So I got ready and I began heading to my favorite coffee shop around the corner from my apartment when bump into someone, sending their drink to spill all over me.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry” a familiar voice said

“It’s okay” I replied looking up and locking eyes with Tom, and all of the feelings came back, all those sleepless nights and the nights I wold cry myself to sleep came back into my head reminding me of the pain.



“H-how are you” he asked 

“I’m okay” I replied clearly lying

“That’s great, let me buy you a drink yeah?” he asked me

“I really should head back to my apartment, I’m sorry”

“O-okay, I hope to see you around then, it was really good seeing you”

“Yeah, you too” I replied turning around making my day back to my apartment knowing I wouldn’t be going out after this encounter with Tom. I knew tonight would be a long night of all the memories I shared with Tom, they came back to haunt me 

You’d say, “I’m sorry, believe me, I love you but not in that way.”


A/N: I’ve been really busy with school, so i haven’t really had tie to write, but requests are open! Read Faq before requesting please! I hope you guys like this one. <3

Teen Dad Three [Finale Part 1 of 2]

Teen Dad Three [Finale Part 1 of 2]

Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings: I guess it’s kind of sad?

A/N: This would be the Finale part 1 of 2! I was going to make it one big ending but, I decided to cut it into two parts, mainly because this ending gets you more curious about what’s going to happen next. Let me know what you think :) My goal was to make you feel warm and happy inside and also make you cry and hurt your heart a little haha (Though I don’t think I can, I’m not that good of a writer)  | i love you all ! :) <3

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Teen Dad | Teen Dad Two

Peter ran back home, breathing heavily.

It was around midnight, Aunt May should be asleep.

Peter unlocked the door, opening it carefully, and shutting it quietly behind his back.

Walking back to his room, he was startled when Aunt May was watching him from the hallway.

“May. Wh– what are you doing up this late?”

“I should be asking you the same thing, Peter.”

“I– I was just going out for a walk. That’s all.”

“And why are you going out this late at night?”

“I– I couldn’t sleep, but I’m tired now, I’ll see you in the morning.”

And with that, Peter walked past Aunt May, walking straight to his room.

Getting up later than usual, since it is winter break after all, Peter slept till 9am, usually he wakes up at 6:30 for school.

He got up and walked to the kitchen to get breakfast.

“Mornin’ May.”

“Good morning, look, I need to get some stuff from the store, I’ll be back in an hour or two.”

She said, she grabbed her keys, walking towards the door.

“It’s going to take you one to two hours to get ‘some’ stuff?”

She scoffed, hand on the door knob, “you know how I am.” She laughs, making Peter laugh as well, knowing how she gets distracted and ends up buying everything but what she needed.

She gave Peter a soft smile, “I miss seeing that smile of yours sweetie.” Peter looked down, nodding.

“I do too.”

“Do you think you’ll be okay being by yourself for a couple of days?”

Your mom yelled over the loud sound of her hair dryer.

“Yeah, I’ll be fine.”

“Call May if anything happens, I talked to her the other day.”

“Okay, I will.”

She put the dryer down and turned around, looking at you sitting quietly on the foot of her bed.

“Sweetie,” she said, holding my chin up.

“Still haven’t talked to Peter huh?”

You shook your head no. She sighed, caressing your cheek.

“Don’t look so down baby girl, something will turn up, okay?”

You nodded.

Peter laid on his bed, staring at his phone.

He’s been thinking of when he should call (Y/n). He doesn’t know what’s going on with her anymore. Is she okay? Is she happy? Sad? Still mad at him? Will she ever forgive him? Is she feeling sick at all? His finger hovered over her name. One little tap and he would be calling you.

He let out a sigh, jumping and dropping his phone on his face when it started ringing.

Tony Stark.

He let it go to voicemail. He didn’t want to talk to anyone but (Y/n) right now and he doesn’t know if he can even do that.

Tony Stark Misscall (1)

Tony Stark Voice Mail (1)

He clicked on the voicemail, Tony never calls and it left him curious.

“Hey, Spidey. What happened last night? Did you tell her? I really hope you do make the right decision. Think hard about what’s more important, and make the right decision all right?”

Peter thought hard about it alright.

He still wasn’t ready to be a father, but he still loves (Y/n). He still doesn’t know what to do but all he knows is that he loves you.

An hour or two after your mom left, you felt a little dizzy.

Holding your head, you closed your eyes before passing out on the couch.

Aunt May came home, Peter was passed out on the couch.

“Peter,” she cooed, “wake up honey.”

Peter opens his eyes slowly and props himself up onto his elbows.

“What– what time is it?”

“It’s time for you to wake up. Stop sleeping so much, you didn’t use to be so sleepy all the time.”

“I just haven’t been getting any sleep lately.”

She sat down next to him, he scrunching his legs up to his chest, putting his head on his knees.

“Talk to her.”


“Call her, visit her, talk to her when you see her!”

“I– I just can’t May. It’s not as easy as you think.”

“It is as easy as I think Peter. You both are so depressed about being apart. You know how to make that depression go away? BE TOGETHER.”

“But the baby! That’s the only thing I’m afraid of May. I don’t know how to be a father. I’m still a kid.”

She sighs, fully turning to him this time.

“Pete, do you think I was ready to take care of you when your parents passed away?”

She looked straight into his teary brown eyes.

“I was as terrified as you were. But you were my responsibility. You and (Y/n) did what you did and you have to deal with the consequences. I didn’t raise you to be irresponsible.”

Peter had tears streaming down his face, he was silent. May wiped the tears away from his cheeks, and kissed his salty cheeks.

“You’ll be fine Pete, trust me on this. Okay?” Peter nodded.

“Good. I have to go leave again, I have a dinner to go to with some friends. Be good, okay? I brought home some take out if you’re hungry.”

He nodded, still quiet.

She kissed his forehead, “love you.”

“Love you too.”

You woke up a couple hours later, rubbing your head. What happened? You wondered. All you can remember is your mom kissing you goodbye and binge watching Pretty Little Liars afterwards. When you looked down, your eyes open quickly.

You saw some blood, knowing what that meant, you called Aunt May right away.

Peter turns around as he heard a phone ringing. It wasn’t his usual ring tone, so he looked behind him with a confused look. Seeing May’s phone on the table, he sighs.

She left her phone again.

Grabbing the phone, he checked who was calling. Seeing your name popped up on the screen, his eyes goes wide, but he decides to answer anyways. This was his chance to make things right with you again.


“Aunt May!” He heard, her voice was shaky and cracking. You can hear her sobbing, panick was also heard in her voice.


“I need to go to the hospital. My– my mom is out right now and– and no one can go with me so if you can– can you meet me there? I– I’m so scared. I’ll text you the address. I wish Peter was here.” You whispered the last part to yourself before you ended the call, but Peter still heard. Guilt formed around his heart. He couldn’t stand hearing you so hurt. He doesn’t know what’s going on but he snapped out of his thoughts once he heard a ding. Looking back at the phone, seeing that you sent the address to the hospital you’re going to, Peter ran out the door in a heartbeat.

You sat in a hospital bed.

Heart pounding in your chest.

Constantly rubbing your hands together.

Your whole body was trembling.

Thoughts running through your mind.

Constantly looking at the door.

Waiting for Aunt May to walk in.

Waiting for the doctor to tell you what you needed to hear.

The longer you wait, the more you tried to convinced yourself that whatever happened, whatever was happening.

Happened for a reason.

Maybe losing the baby, maybe it’s suppose to happen. Maybe it wasn’t a good thing. Maybe it was a reality check. Maybe the baby showed you something you didn’t notice in the relationship you had with Peter. That he didn’t love you as much as you thought. Because, without the baby happening, you wouldn’t realize that him being Spider-Man was more important than him being yours.

To people in school:

Prioritize your health before everything else. Do not overwork yourself to the point of illness or the brink of passing out from exhaustion. 

Yeah, I know. You really need to study for that exam. If you stop now, you’ll never understand it or you can’t stop now.

 You won’t be able to study if you’re stuck at the hospital. You’re not going to get a good grade or feel satisfied with your mark if you’re unwell. 

At some point, your body will force you to rest. Whether you want to or not. Either way, you’re going to get sick, miss school, and then have to play catch up… all because of one exam you strained yourself over. 

Take breaks. Eat. Enjoy fresh air. Sleep. Take a bubble bath. Have at least one night without studying. 

Prioritize you before an assignment. Your health is more important than a mark on an assignment.

BTS’ Reactions to your boyfriend being mean to you and cheering you up

Admin: Mimi

Prompt/Ask: Can I get a bts reaction to you calling late at night because your bf is being a butt and you need to be cheered up? Currently in need of some major fluff. Thanks! You guys are great. Keep it up 😊

Authors note: Thank you for the request and kind words! And I hope this is good enough to fill your fluff needs, and that your day is good to you! Hop into some comfy clothes, lie down in bed, and listen to some music 😉 enjoy!


Having gotten into his pyjamas and doing his nightly routine, Jin was just about ready to collapse into bed after another tiring day of practice, but before his head could hit his pillow, his ringtone blared throughout the bedroom. Yoongi groaned a cursed at Jin from his spot in his own bed, and Jin quickly left the bedroom to answer the call. Eyeing your name on the screen, he answered, choice words about cursing your family cow on his tongue before you beat him too it.

“Hey, so, I know it’s late and you’re probably going to bed soon but I just had a really, really, shitty day and I just need someone to vent to and honestly I don’t know any other person who’s a better listener than you,” you said, all in one breath, and Jin’s brain worked to catch up with what you said.

“I’m flattered you think I’m a really good listener,” he said dumbly, and you sighed irritably.

“Wow, really Jin? Really?” you deadpanned, and Jin gave a light laugh.

“I’m sorry, you know me and compliments, can’t ignore them,” you laughed at that, and he was grateful. “What happened?”

You sighed again, this sigh wearier than the last. “What didn’t go wrong. I was late for work, lost my purse, spilled coffee on myself, then my car broke down and my boyfriend refused to help me! Said it was my own fault because I didn’t listen to him when he said I needed to take it to the garage. But it wasn’t as if I didn’t listen to him, I just didn’t have the money at the time for repairs!” you exclaimed, clearly getting more and more agitated the more you talked. Jin checked the time on the clock – 23:11pm. Ok, not bad.

“Come over, I still have some food left over and we can watch a movie while you rant. The guys won’t mind. They love you.”

“…are you sure?” you asked hesitantly.

“Of course, I offered, didn’t I?” he laughed. “Now get your butt over here, or someone else will eat the food before you get it.”

“OK, ok. I’m coming over, see you soon.”

“See you, sweet pea.”


Yoongi had been working another late night in his studio when he received a call from you. Staring confusedly at the digital clock, 02:26am shining brightly back at him, he frowned at his phone. Sliding the answer tab across the screen, he held the phone to his ear and was about to question why you were up so late when he heard the slightest sniffle from the receiver. He sat up straighter and got right to the point. “What happened?” he asked bluntly, and you gave a shaky laugh.

“Nothing, Yoongi-“

“Bullshit, Y/N. You wouldn’t have called this late if there was nothing wrong,” he stated, and he heard you sigh defeatedly on the other end. There was a beat of silence where you gathered your thoughts before you answered.

“He made a comment about my looks again,” you whispered, and Yoongi chewed on the inside of his cheek to keep from calling your boyfriend something that will just upset you further.

“He’s wrong,” he said simply, and prepared for the onslaught of excuses you were going to spew.

“Well, no, I guess he had a point-“

“No, he didn’t,” Yoongi retorted, and you stayed silent. “You are absolutely beautiful, and someone who loves you shouldn’t put you down like that. They’re supposed to love you for who you are – inside and out. No excuses.”

More silence, except for the occasional sniffle as you absorbed what he said.

Staring at the clock again, Yoongi made a quick decision.

“I’m still in the studio, want to hang with me for a while and listen to what we’re working on? I could use a pair of outside ears to see how the music sounds. I’ll get us some takeout too,” he offered, and it didn’t take much for you to reply with a meek ‘yes’. He gave a wry smile. “Trouble maker, you only like me because I buy you food,” he remarked and his smile grew wider when you gave a genuine laugh.

“Thank you, Yoongi.”

“No problem.”


Packing up his gear, Hoseok left the dance studio, his phone vibrating in his pocket. Answering it, he walked through the quiet halls, most of the workers gone home.

“Hello, hello, hello!” he greeted jubilantly. You returned the greeting less happily, and Hoseok immediately frowned, his bright smile wiped off his face. Something was wrong. “What’s wrong buttercup? You sound down,” he observed, and made a weak sound in affirmation.

“Yeah, it’s just…he’s been very distant lately, and doesn’t want to hang out with me anymore.” He didn’t have to ask who he was. “Honestly, we never talk anymore, and I just feel really lonely,” you murmured sadly, and Hoseoks heart broke.

“Where are you right now?” he asked, exiting the back doors of the building and standing near the driver of BTS’ car.

“I’m actually near BigHit Ent. I’m in that coffee shop we like around the corner. I came here because I kind of wanted to just be in a busy setting for once, everything’s been too quiet lately,” you answered, and Hoseok knew what he had to do. He excused himself from your call for a minute, and turned to face his driver.

“Take me to the next street over, I have somewhere I need to be.” The driver simply nodded his head, and returned to his spot at the driver’s seat while Hoseok made his way into the back. He placed the phone on his ear again.

“Ok, stay right where you are,” he ordered. “I’m on my way.”

“What, why?” you asked, dumbfounded. It was too late for him to be hanging out with you.

“Because, you’re lonely, and what type of person would I be if I didn’t cheer you up?” he stated. “So get ready, because I’m going to smother you in tender loving care!”

You giggled over the phone. “I can’t wait,” you answered, and he gave a childish squeal that had you laughing harder.

“Good! It’s just gonna be me and you tonight, buttercup!”


“Y/N? What are you doing here?”

Namjoon was confused as to why you were standing outside his door at near twelve at night, but he soon got his answer, taking in your sombre face and slouched shoulders. You scratched your nose awkwardly and kept your eyes on your feet.

“I’m sorry for just calling in like this, I should have sent a text or something but I really didn’t want to be in my apartment right now. Not while he’s there, anyway,” you mumbled.

“What did he do?” he asked straight away, ushering you inside the apartment and taking off your coat for you. You made an irritated tutting noise and started to pace the length of his living you, rubbing at your temples.

“He started yelling at me today, saying all sorts of things like I was cheating on him, or seeing people behind his back, spreading stuff about him, and I just-“ you cut yourself off mid rant, running your hands through your hair, a sob escaping your lips.

Within a second Namjoon was wrapping his arms around your form, and you melted into his embrace, sighing when his hand started to rub soothing circles on your back. He held you close to him, and let you stay there for as long as you needed. You pulled back and wiped at your eyes, scoffing out a laugh.

“I suppose coming straight here won’t help my defence against his accusations,” you chuckled bitterly, but Namjoon shook his head, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and tucking you into his side.

“He’s an idiot for even thinking that of you, and you deserve way better than that. You’re staying here tonight, I’m not letting you go back to that asshole. You can have my bed. No buts,” he said when he saw you open your mouth in protest, and you simply sighed in resign. “Good, now, let’s go watch some YouTube videos on some onesies, shall we?”


Jimin laughed into the phone, his phone currently tucked in between his ear and the pillow beneath his head. He spent hours talking to you since he got home from practice, and it was nearing the time that he should be asleep, unless he wanted to be exhausted tomorrow. Suddenly, you asked him a question.

“Jimin…am I boring?”

His mouth opened and closed, completely confused and flustered at the random question, but he could sense this was something that was bothering you for a while. You had been slightly subdued all evening, but he thought to leave it, in case you needed space. Finally formulating a sentence, he answered your question.

“No, absolutely not! Why would you think that?”

“Well…my boyfriend was introducing me to some of his friends today, and he said ‘don’t mind her, she’s just a bit boring’, when I was being quiet. Am I boring?” you asked again, and Jimin felt anger flare up inside of him at your boyfriend’s words. Who in their right mind would say that about their partner? Especially while they’re standing next to you?

“No, you aren’t. You are one of the funniest, most entertaining people I’ve ever met,” he explained, honesty dripping from every word he spoke. “You’re amazing, and kind, and sweet, and I honestly can’t go a day without talking to you. You help brighten up my day, easily. So don’t listen to him – that was incredibly rude of him, and someone as lovely as you shouldn’t have to hear those kind of awful words.”

“…thank you Jimin,” you whispered, yet he could hear the smile in your voice. Good. You deserve nothing less than happiness.

“Now, we should both head to bed, get our beauty sleep. Not that you need it,” he added, smirking when you spluttered indignantly. “Night night, sugar plum,” he murmured.

“Night night, Jiminy Cricket.”


“Tae, am I being paranoid or something? You do see this, don’t you?”

When you had rung Taehyung and woken him from his deep slumber at 2am in the morning, he knew something had gone wrong. And he was right. On your boyfriends snapchat, and his friends snapchat, were pictures and videos of him – dancing and grinding with various girls on the dancefloor of some low-end club on his night out. Seems like he had forgotten his beloved, who was waiting at home for him. And so, you rang him in hysterics, and now Taehyung was attempting to pick up the pieces.

“Am I not good enough? Am I ugly? Too annoying? What’s wrong with me Tae? Why would he do that? Does he not love me anymore?” you rambled, your voice shaky as waves of tears spilled down your face, and Taehyung had to cut you off before you got really destructive.

“Are you crazy? How could you even think that? You’re perfect, Y/N! I couldn’t imagine a better person than you – sweet, funny, so very beautiful, everything! I don’t know what that idiot thinks he’s doing, but he’s seriously messing up. He doesn’t realise a good thing when he has it, and if he’s willing to throw that away for some random girl, then fine. It’s his loss, and you deserve way better than that scumbag. I want you to put down your phone, and stop looking at it. I’m coming to get you.”

“Really?” you questioned. “But it’s late, you should be in bed-“

“Nope! Stop! Don’t wanna hear it! I’m collecting you, and we’re going to the nearest drive in and we’re gonna get a lot of food and watch the stars over the look out. Got it?”

You sniffled sadly into the phone, and Taehyung winced. “…got it.”

“I don’t want you feeling sad, so I will do everything in my power to make you smile, because I love you and I care about you. So get ready, I’ll be there soon!”


“Hey, I’m standing outside your door, can you let me in?”

Jungkook shuffled tiredly to the door, phone in hand and body cramped after his nap on the couch, and answered the door, letting you in without hesitation. You pocketed your phone and walked with Jungkook to the living room, rubbing at your eyes.

“What’s up?” he inquired, taking a seat on the sofa once more and gesturing for you to do the same. You took a seat beside him and sank into the cushions, looking more worn out than he’s ever seen you. His brows furrowed in concern.

“It’s my boyfriend,” you explained, moving hair out of your face as you spoke. “I had a really tiring and bad day today, and all I wanted to do when I came home was relax by myself, but he wasn’t having any of it. He kept nagging me and poking me and I just got really annoyed and stormed out of the apartment. And then I came here. All I wanted was some peace and quiet…”

Jungkook knew he was a playful person, and he knew he could push people’s limits with his joke, but he always knew when to stop. Especially when it came to you, he knew better than to provoke you. So, he allowed himself to become your safe haven for tonight.

“Wow, idiot. It’s like he doesn’t know you at all. Lucky for you, I was just about to watch some Iron Man,” he stuck his tongue out when you groaned at the movie suggestion. “We can watch the movie together. I’ll make some popcorn and get out the blankets, just stay here, put your feet up, and relax.” He moved to stand, but you caught his arm at the last minute, preventing him from moving any further.

“Thank you so much, Jungkook. I can always count on you.”

He flushed at the admission, but recovered enough to tease you just a little, sending a playful wink your way.

“No problem. I am the best, after all,” he boasted, and ducked his head when you aimed a cushion at his head. He smirked at your loud laughter, and moved away to get the items he needed.

Without a shadow of a doubt, whenever you needed Jungkook, he would always be there for you.

Waking up with Bill Skarsgard.

You wake up next to Bill Skarsgard on holiday.

It was a Sunday morning in Cyprus. You woke to the sound of birds outside and sleepfull breathing. You could feel this breath on the back of your neck. There was a weight against your back and down your body. You were pulled in tight to this weight, by the arm around your waist and the leg over yours.

You opened your eyes and turned around slightly, to face your boyfriend Bill. He was still fast asleep. His beautiful features were completely at rest. His mouth was pouting slightly, as if he wanted to kiss you. You could stay like this forever. Bill would  probably want to stay in bed all day, as he recovered from the stressful journey to your holiday destination yesterday.

Bill started to mumble in his sleep. This was usually a sign of him waking up. You thought that you would wake him up, in the best way possible. You kissed his forehead. Then each cheek. As you were about to kiss his lips, you felt Bill pull you in. He kissed you slowly as a smile formed on his lips. He deepened this kiss passionately, before he pulled away slightly and opened his eyes. He was looking directly into yours and you both smiled.

‘Good morning beautiful. Sleep well?“ He mumbled.

'Good morning babe. I did. I think I needed it. I was so exhausted last night’. You smiled.

'Was it the travelling or our extracurricular activities last night?’ Bill winked.

'A bit of both. I’ve got so much energy now. I probably won’t be able to sleep tonight’. You laughed.

'How about we use up some of your extra energy then?’ Bill flirted.

He started to kiss your shoulder and then moved into the crook of your neck. You moaned slightly at his actions. You knew what he wanted but he was going to need to try harder than that. He was leaving little bites and kisses as he tried harder to please you. He travelled up to your ear and started to whisper sweet nothings. Little 'I love you’s’ and 'your so beautiful’.

'Honey, I want to continue. Just after a shower though because my hair feels so gross’ you stated.

'That sounds like a fair deal. So after we are done… You know, doing each other, what did you want to do? We could chill by the pool or go for a boat ride, find a nice place for some food perhaps?’ Bill asked.

'food sounds good. I’m starving. Then chill by the pool’. You said, as you got out of bed and headed towards the shower.

Bill moved to lie back down when you put your head around the corner and smiled.

'You coming?’ You flirted, raising your eyebrow.

'Dont need to ask me twice’. Bill jumped out of bed to follow you into the shower.

When the Cock Crows

Originally posted by whywhydoyouwantmetosaymyname

A/N: This is pure silly fun. Basically it’s the kind of trash conversations my ass blesses subjects my friends to. Seriously though, it’s a result of a post from @impala-dreamer, I yelled at her for it and then she was a terrible influence and encouraged these shenanigans by talking to me about it (oh yeah she beta’d it too because she’s an angel). I hope you guys like it!

Warnings: So many swears…l mean cock is in the title ffs…also we’ll call it smut adjacent (nothing graphic it’s just on the road to bang town) Gratuitous use of a Sam gif for no other reason than chest hair.

Words: 2,060 (I’m not even sorry)


“Did anyone catch what she said before the…the uh poof?”

“I got nothin’ Sammy. Y/N?”


“It’s…I’m fine. Just knocked the wind outta me. Babe, I’m ok really.”

“Ok well maybe she didn’t do anything? Maybe she just said stuff for the poof.”

“Sure Dean. Because stuff like that always happens to us. She was looking at us, Y/N was behind her so most likely if any of us are cursed it’ll be either me or you.”

Sam wasn’t looking at Dean while he spoke. He was checking you over to see if you were hurt. It was sweet. Sweet, and so annoying.

“Hey I’m fine. Let’s just get back motel and figure out our next move.”

“She’s right, Dean you want to pull the car up and I’ll help Y/N out?”

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A New Home - Theo Raeken

Summary: Takes place during season 6 episode 12. You find out Theo has been sleeping in his car and try to help.

Word count: 3,062

Author’s note: I kinda feel bad for Theo. Yeah, he killed Scott but then he got dragged to hell by his dead sister so… he’s sorta suffered. There will be a part 2. I have no chill so this is extra long and I couldn’t figure out how to finish it just yet. Also, this answers question I had like: What is Theo eating? What’s he doing about clothes? Werewolves need money too


Originally posted by morethanonefandom

It was late, or early depending on who you asked. There was only one week before you went off to college and you were hoping to enjoy your last few days of summer. But this was Beacon Hills and the town had other plans in mind. Scott and Lydia were already supposed to be at school, but due to one of Lydia’s premonitions they stayed behind. Stiles was already away in Virginia and you were more than ecstatic for your spastic friend. At least one of your friends managed to get out before everything went to hell again. You promised yourself you would get out too. There was a university two hours away that had a scholarship with your name on it.

Besides your car, the road you were driving on was empty. You were about 10 minutes from your house when you passed an old wore down building. You saw one of the deputy’s cars parked and a familiar looking truck. As your car pulled up closer, you realized whose truck it was: Theo’s.

After the ghost rider situation got resolved you hadn’t seen much of Theo. Actually, you hadn’t seen Theo since then. Honestly, you thought he left town. There was nothing keeping him in Beacon Hills. You decided to see what was going on, so you pulled over.

Deputy Grey was standing at Theo’s window talking to him. With all the supernatural activities in Beacon Hills and Stiles’ dad being the Sheriff, you and the pack spent a lot of time at the station so you knew a few of the deputies. You could see Theo sighing and rolling his eyes from his open window as you got out of your car.

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Aggressive Love

Concept: Patton just has a lot of love to give and the others have been busy. FLUFF!!!!

Pairings: Platonic LAMP?

When it comes to working on a new video Patton knows to not expect the others home until it is completely finished. Roman is usually the first to show up to help write the script and then the last to leave because he wants to make sure that editing is done exactly right. Logan was usually the next side to appear to help speed this process along, without Logan forcing Princey to stay on topic it would take one whole week to do just the script. That was a problem with Roman since he is creativity, once he got going he just had so many ideas that he would skip from one idea to next, never really fleshing any of them out. Logan wrote down everything he said in order to possibly have ideas for later. Once one idea was decided on, Roman would still have bursts of creativity that would cause him to stray, this usually elicited a groan from the logical side before having to reign Roman in. Virgil, on the other hand, would come and go, he was there during the script writing process to give his thoughts on how the idea isn’t original or how the fans expect more. You can bet that he was there during the editing process forcing Thomas to save every three minutes or preferably less and making sure that each transition was meticulous and seamless.

Patton was usually there for the script writing and obviously the filming, but the editing was boring, they would go for an hour without speaking. He didn’t want to be a distraction but he also hated having to tone it down so the other could focus, that’s usually when he would take his leave. He would go cook or bake so that the others’ didn’t lose their strength. Patton knew that if he didn’t deliver the food, no one would eat, they would lose track of time or their need for perfection would cause them to postpone their own needs. He hated when they got like that since they were all part of Thomas they definitely all felt the need to put out their best work and for it to be done in a timely manner for the fans. Patton didn’t understand the logic behind that, if the other and Thomas refused to take care of themselves then they probably weren’t functioning at their best. So, Patton would deliver food to the others and usually get a few mumbles of “I’m not hungry” or “There isn’t time to eat” usually followed by someone’s stomach rumbling, he’d just roll his eyes and tell them to eat please.  After someone’s stomach growled that was the end of the discussion, then some mumbled “Thank you Pat” were said and he took his leave again.

Patton truly did hate being in the mindspace alone but this what was best he would eagerly wait for the others to come back, usually one at a time. It had been probably five hours since Patton had delivered food when Logan came back first much to his surprise. Now Patton knew the logical side was tired and not overly fond of surprises let alone surprise human contact but he couldn’t help himself. Logan walked through the doorway into the commons and was met with, “I missed you, Lo!” Logan was trapped in possibly the tightest hug ever given, “I missed you too Pat, but I do require oxygen.” Patton giggled and loosened his grip slightly, “I hate when you are all gone for long periods of time.” Logan squirmed slightly uncomfortable with the affection but figured there was no use, “I suppose it does take a lot out of you, hmm? You are by far the most outgoing and require other people to talk to or even have company with.” Patton nodded and felt Logan squirm again, “Accept my aggressive love,” he said as he squeezed harder. Logan laughed and then coughed due to the tight grip, “Pat, I know you missed me but can I go to bed, please? I’m exhausted and optimal hours of sleep will be required if we must continue working like this?” Patton reluctantly let Logan out of the bear hug, “Good night, Lo.” With that, the logical side returned to his room for some much-needed sleep.

Patton continued to wait up for Roman and Virgil there was no way he could go to sleep without them coming back. Around one in the morning Roman appeared, Patton dropped the pencil he was holding and tackled the fanciful side to the ground, “Roman I’ve missed you!” Roman chuckled, “No really Pat, I would’ve never known. Now may I get up?” Patton shook his head, “Nu-huh, if Logan put up with it for longer then you must too.” Roman laughed at the thought of Logan being in this position, “Fine, but I will amend this. I am a Prince, prince’s do not lay on the floor.” With that Roman flipped Patton over and now Patton was laying on the floor a giggling mess, Roman leaned his head down and rested it on the fatherly figure’s chest, he knew he would have to ask to leave again because Patton could stay like this forever, not that Roman was opposed. After a few minutes of this, Roman looked at Patton and said, “Well Padre, I must bid you farewell. If a Prince must slay then he has got to get beauty rest.” Roman gave Patton an innocent peck on the cheek and removed himself from their pile, offering Patton a hand to get up off the floor, then he left for his room.

Finally, around three in the morning Virgil came home. Patton knew this one had to be more graceful and less overwhelming so as to not cause the anxious trait any more anxiety than average. Patton was sitting on the couch, when he saw Virgil attempt to slink by, “Hey Virge, do you want to come sit with me?” The anxious trait looked taken aback to see anyone up at this time but he went over and sat next to Patton. Patton turned his entire body so he was facing Virgil, the darker persona squirming under the undivided attention, “Virgil may I hold your hand?” Virgil nodded, he knew that for Patton and himself that human contact was key. Patton intertwined his fingers with Virgil and gently squeezed. Patton was content but craved more contact, “Virgil would you like to lean your head against my shoulder.” He hated that he sounded like Logan, asking about everything before doing it. Virgil shrugged but, slid his head over so that his head was resting where Patton’s heart was, it was soothing to hear something so steady and unchanging. Patton looked down at his dark strange son, “I missed you, Virge,” it was barely above a whisper. Virgil squeezed the hand that was still intertwined and replied, “I missed you too dad.” After a few minutes Patton noticed that the other’s breathing had become different, sure enough, Virgil had fallen asleep. Patton weighed his options he could stay there like this until he woke up or take Virgil back to his own room. He didn’t want to enter Virgil’s room without his consent so he settled for sitting there content. It was not often he got to snuggle with anyone.

Logan, Roman, and Virgil would probably never admit it but their favorite part about doing these videos was coming back home to Patton. They all appreciated what he did for them so much that they might as well return the favor with physical contact, even if it was slightly out of character for Logan and Virgil. This was important for Patton, and they wanted him to realize how valued he was. While it was weird the first time, now that this was a common occurrence after any video, the others had come to love it. They wouldn’t trade this fluff ball for anything in the world.

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