i only knew the whole thing because it popped up as a tag

Every izuocha scene in bnha and other izuocha stuff

Despite this fanbase being so small, they actually have a lot of scenes together… so lemme start from the very beginning

Uraraka stopping Izuku from falling from falling on his face as well as saving from 5-6 seconds of utter embarassment.

Look at how happy he is to talk to a girl, and a cute girl for that matter, and it just so happens that she is actually the first girl Izuku has actually ‘talked’ to. It’s not like Izuku has never spoken to a female in his life before (I mean he has his mom, and I’m sure he’s talked to other girls in his past classes but you get the point), but this was like the first time according to Izuku that he had a real conversation with a girl.

Izuku is a hella nervous for the entrance exam and he sees Uraraka as a source of comfort, well at least someone to talk to for him calm him down a little before Iida stopped him. This isn’t like an actual romantic moment or whatever so don’t hate me for this please, but at least it’s something right?

Izuku saving Uraraka from the robot, this scene is what triggered their friendship. He could have chosen to run away like everyone else did, he had zero points but he still chose to sacrifice his chances of getting into U.A just to save her.

Uraraka going out of her way to beg them to let Izuku at least have some of her points, no normal person would do that… no one would go out of their way to make sure a complete stranger passed, I mean it’s an exam so it’s every man for themselves. And look at how touched Izuku is here… with the kind of shitty people around him (bakugou, his middle school classmates, his middle school teacher, that doctor) he never would’ve imagined anyone going out of their way to do something like this for him. They actually both made an impact on each other after the entrance exam. And I know for a fact that people are gonna argue with this and say that she was just being nice and shit

You’re telling me that you’re just gonna ignore this?!!! He indirectly said this girl was attractive.

Here he is acting like a normal socially awkward teenager who’s too shy to talk to a cute girl, and we’re just gonna ignore this??? I mean he can’t even look her in the eye, doesn’t that mean something?

Uraraka cheering for Izuku in the backgorund…

Uraraka being worried about Izuku’s swollen finger…

Izuku finds Uraraka to be very attractive again, twice.

Izuku blushing like crazy because he’s on the same team with a cute girl who just happens to be his first real friend, who’s a cute girl.

And this is probably the most important moment. Izuku easily accepted the new meaning that Uraraka gave to the the demeaning name Deku. We all know that it’s impossible to change the meaning of the word, especially a word that a lot of people already know the meaning of. I’m sure Izuku knew that. He probably would have accepted the name of it was someone else who changed the meaning but I don’t think he would’ve accepted it as quickly as he did for Uraraka, because it really touched him when she said that.

At first you’d think Izuku just felt super flattered for what Uraraka did to his name, but he took it to heart. Look at him confidently declaring the ‘new meaning of his name’, this surprised Uraraka too because… well she didn’t think he’d take it seriously.

Bakugou has zero chill XD

Izuku treasures the new meaning of his name so much that he even decides to make it his hero name, aka the hero name he’ll be using for the rest of his life, the name that he’ll forever be known as, and the name that sounds so demeaning… good luck with that my son…

Uraraka voting for Izuku knowing fully well that she could have voted for herself, but she voted for Izuku because of her admiration for him.

Uraraka being the only person to notice Izuku wasn’t in his costume. Izuku blushing, or getting excited… or blushing I can’t really explain what was going on here between these two but they were definitely having a moment.

Uraraka teaming up with Izuku when he was all alone which brought Izuku to tears. She teamed up with him because she’s most comfortable with him, they’re both really good friends, and because she admires him so much. Izuku is surprised too, because if she teamed up with anyone else it would give her a better chance for her to win. So once again, Izuku’s touched by Uraraka’s affection towards him.

Uraraka getting jealous of Hatsume because she’s getting all of Izuku’s attention. It’s not like Uraraka wanted to be the center of izuku’s llife 24/7 or anything but how can I say it… it’s kinda annoying to be really good friends with a boy and then some other girl just swoops in from nowhere and grabs his attention, I mean I know I’d feel a little ‘ish’ if that happened to me, because Uraraka was basically like the third wheel throughout the cavalry battle, and no one likes being a third wheel.

Uraraka admiring Izuku’s strategic mind once again, although she mainly said this because she was feeling uneasy.

Izuku knew Uraraka felt uneasy about going against Bakugou, so he went out of his way to make a plan for her to win. It’s funny because this is exactly how Izuku felt before his first fight with Bakugou, and Uraraka was the one comforting him and trying to help him feel better, and now the roles have been reversed. 

Although I’m glad Uraraka rejected his help, because it helped her realize that she couldn’t always rely on others for her success.

Izuku was rooting for her throughout the whole  Kacchako battle (and jeez, have I ever said how much I love Bakugou and Uraraka in this fight) and he was concerned for her safety. Izuku was Uraraka’s motivational drive here, her motivation to win.

Izuku was rooting for her before the match even started, sure he felt nervous but at least he didn’t immediately think he she was gonna lose like EVERYONE else did.

Izuku feeling bad for not being able to do anything for her…

He’s the only one that goes out of his way to check up on her, not even Iida, or Tsuyu.

Izuku saw right through Uraraka and she obviously knew she was lying about being totally fine. He felt guilty that he wasn’t able to do anything to help her win… even though there was really nothing he could do.

Uraraka’s helped Izuku out so many times, so the only thing he wants to do for her, what he needs to do for her is return the favor.

This was part was pretty sweet on both ends.. although I’m still not sure if Bakugou was pissed off at Izuku because he thought he let Uraraka use her quirk carelessly and throw him off guard (gonna wait for the anime to clear that up, afterall this episode is gonna air in about 2 weeks or so…) 

Anyway, Izuku is defending Uraraka here by saying she’s completely capable of devising strategic plans on her own.

Izuku getting super flustered after having a real conversation on a phone with a girl… who just happened to be Uraraka. Uraraka getting teased about being in love…. she could have called Iida too, but she decided to call Izuku instead.

Uraraka using Izuku as a source of motivation, again.

I think we’re all familiar with this scene. This is the moment Uraraka realized that she may in fact have a crush on Izuku.

And this is the moment when she sorta confirmed it, and she even said “probably”

This. This is just adorable.

My buddy @happycloude-91 pointed out in this post. This was probably one of the sweetest things Uraraka’s ever done. She did a little first-aid thing for Izuku to at least try and reduce the pain even though she knew it wouldn’t do much. She didn’t try and stop him and say “there’s no way I’ll let you go! Not with those injuries and blah blah blah”, because she understood the weight of the situtation and she understood Izuku’s feelings, plus Izuku probably wouldn’t have listened to her anyway.

Hell she even tore her shirt in half to help Izuku and seemed like it worked pretty well. We all know that Uraraka doesn’t have a lot of money, and she probably doesn’t have the best clothes either, yet she still sacrificed to help Izuku.

 Hatsume is a trigger to Uraraka’s jealousy, since it mostly pops up when she’s around. Her face here, she obviously doesn’t like what she’s seeing, because not only was Izuku almost explodo-killed, he came chest-to-chest with another girl!

Uraraka getting a little more jealous here because Hatsume’s getting Izuku’s attention, but she mostly feels like she’s getting left behind and she wants to walk side by side with Izuku.

Uraraka’s feelings for Izuku confirmed. The fact that she was thinking about the whole thing with Hatsume all day shows something.

Uraraka noticing and admiring Izuku’s strength again.These pages just say it all…

In the hero license exam, even though ‘Uraraka’ came out of nowhere with absolutely no plan at all, which could have led to her failing right there…

Izuku still jumped in to save her, jeopardizing his own chances of passing the exam.

adding this because the way he carried her was just…PERFECT.

This is probably one of my favorite scenes in this arc. Izuku knew Uraraka wasn’t that careless, he knew that she was much more stronger than that.

This line has a lot of depth in it guys. Izuku knew Uraraka was a lot smarter than to come out without any sort of plan.

Uraraka believing in Izuku’s strength.Uraraka sees Izuku as an image of victory, that’s why she always thinks about him when she’s in a pinch or is she wants to win (let that be a reminder for those who think she’s ‘obsessed’).

Izuku is to Uraraka what Kacchan is to him, an image of victory. (but we don’t go ahead and call Izuku obsessed whenever he thinks about Kacchan, which he does A LOT, do we???) It’s not that she’s obsessed with being like him but she has the same feelings that Izuku has for Kacchan.

Uraraka getting jealous again and contemplating her feelings.

Uraraka’s feelings getting in the way of her focus.

Chapter 109 says it all, at least in Uraraka’s side, she knows that she has feelings for Izuku. I’m not gonna say the word love because this is a fan translation so it’s not 100% accurate, also the word love is pretty strong in Japan, so I think Horikoshi must have used a… how can I say it? a less serious word in the second panel… I could be completely wrong though.

We know that she ‘shut down her feelings’ but that doesn’t mean they’re completely gone right?

Uraraka notices things about Izuku, and you can read all about that in my other buddy @rex101111‘s post here

Also, have I mentioned that they are ALWAYS together??!

And there are a lot more screencaps of them standing together and that includes the panels I used for this post too, but we know that I can’t fit all those screencaps in this post XD

The omake. I can already feel all of the kacchako shippers glaring daggers at me XD.

But anyway, many misinterpret this as a Kacchako scene… but it’s actually not. The reason is because, Uraraka came to talk to Bakugou about Izuku, not her, or heir fight, but Izuku. I know people are gonna be like “she sees through Bakugou!” or “Bakugou called her by her name!”, but let’s be honest, what Uraraka was saying here was: you either make up with Izuku or just stop being mean to him. Overall her primary concern was Izuku, because nobody likes to see their friend/love interest constantly get bullied right?

Another thing is the drama CD 7. The drama CD 7, the drama CD 7, the drama CD!!! I freaking love the drama CD 7, because it is a safe haven for us izuocha  shippers.

  • Izuku and Uraraka eating lunch together, Uraraka teasing Izuku for nerding about heroes… well she didn’t exactly tease him, she giggled and he blushed!
  • Izuku and Uraraka chatting near Izuku’s desk before Bakugou came and interrupted them XD
  • Izuku saved Uraraka from the sludge villain and he happened to hold hands with her for a very long time, and Bakugou himself had to point it out!
  • Izuku stuttering and blushing after he realized just how long he held Uraraka’s hand and how good it felt. Then he starts to remember how he had to do a folk dance with a guy when he was in middle school because there weren’t enough girls… and I love how my son is such a loveable nerd/dork omg XD
  • Uraraka mistook Izuku’s flustered face as some kind of adrenaline rush which was adorable.

There were other good scenes in the drama cd, but these are like the cutest ones, and mind you the drama CD was written by HORIKOSHI KOUHEI!

So it’s technically canon :p

I know I said that the wiki is about 98% accurate, but if people can believe Jirou is a lesbian from reading the wiki then I can believe this right? I know the love is one sided for now, but Izuku has shown a lot of signs in the beginning of the series, he obviously won’t show any now because of where the series is going… but it’s gonna come back…soon.

and one more thing…

WHY THE FUCK DOES THIS TAG EXIST???? THIS IS THE ONLY SHIP IN BNHA THAT I’VE SEEN WITH THIS TAG!

There are only like two posts under this tag and one of them just happens to be someone answering my ask, and if you’re wondering why I like that post if you ever see it, it’s because I like all posts that answer my asks just to let the person know that I’ve seen their answer.

But still it hurts to see this tag ya know?

Anyway @cake-ademia, @zakamore1, @rex101111, @hatefilledpoptarts, @eriboook and my other fellow izuocha shippers even though our fanbase is small, lets not forget the ship that’s CLOSEST to becoming CANON.

internet friend!tom headcanons

for my girls over at spiderjizz, especially ruby who came up with this and let me steal the idea for this, larb you rubs!
tags: @grant-valdes-holland @sunrisehunny @spideyboys @lil-spidey @peterletmebeanavengerparker @captainswriting @quacksoff @spideryr00s @spideyyss @tomhollandisthicc @underoosie @marvelsdaughter @ladysnowren @spideyyparker @rooyeun @focused-on-holland @toms-spidey

  • okay so to start you had no idea it was tom to begin with
    • his username was “marvels-biggest-fanboyxx”
    • and he obviously didn’t go by tom but by his middle name stanley instead
    • there was never really a tip-off that it was tom
  • you just knew whoever was behind this screen made some badass edits
    • seriously they were some of the best gif edits you had seen
  • you also knew he posted some photos and videos of tom that no one had really seen before
    • “where’d you get that picture of tom? i’ve never seen it before?”
    • “oh i got it from a friend.”
    • “i’ve never seen that video before, where’d you find it?”
    • “i had to search through a lot of youtube videos”
  • anyways, you messaged whoever this stanley was because he seemed cool and you were really just looking for friends
  • you would have been building this friendship for months
    • he had basically become your best friend on this website
    • you send “stanley” pictures of tom all. the. time.
    • “snslsnsos did you see tom’s hair in his latest ig story like stab me in the fAcE”
    • “ahahahahah yeah same”
    • “tom had such a nice ass i wonder what it feels like”
    • and tom is laughing at this, thinking “real nice. it feels real nice.”
    • but you just get “i bet it feels really nice” in response
  • aside from him being your best friend, you don’t know much about him personally
  • and you totally respect his privacy about that
  • and one day “stanley” finally asks if you wanted to skype
  • and you of course jump at the opportunity because you had become so close to each other
    • you told him practically everything
    • he told you everything he could without giving away the fact that he was actually tom
  • you swap skype users and very soon after you call him
  • and you’re sitting there waiting for it to connect and wondering why the hell you’re so nervous about this
    • he’s one of your best friends for crying out loud
  • anyways it connects and you don’t see his face instead you see Tessa
  • at first you’re thinking “stanley what the hell”
  • and then it clicks like “wait a minute, i know that dog” and your eyes widen and the only thought in your brain is “no way, this must be a joke”
  • tom them pops onto the screen, holding tessa all “hello darling!”
    • mainly because he knows how much you love it when he says that
    • and you definitely ranted to him about how badly you wanted him to call you that
  • you just kind of sit there somewhat in shock going on and on about how “this is a joke. this is seriously a joke. there is no way i am on a skype call with tom holland”
  • and tom just laughs and says “it’s not a joke, darling, it’s actually me”
  • and you’re feeling so flustered and slightly embarrassed because you had basically talked about him all the time to him
  • lots and lots of blushing from you
    • tom finds it completely adorable
  • after your first initial call you guys become skype buddies
    • you’d try to call nearly everyday when you could
    • it took you ages for you to stop blushing at the SIGHT of him
  • it took a while for you to be calm around him and not blush every time he looked at you
    • tom found this absolutely adorable
  • you soon realize you don’t really have much to talk about
  • mainly because all you did was talk about him with him
  • so you talk about spider-man and all the other avengers because he’s such a marvel nerd
  • you take quizzes online to see who’s better and smarter with their avengers trivia
    • there’s lots of teasing afterwards from the winning party
  • after a while, tom gives you his phone number which is a huge step for him
  • just so he can call you and have late night calls over the phone
    • you always want to talk but you don’t want your phone bill to be absolutely insane
    • “tom i really wanna talk but my phONE BILL”
    • “pfft i’ll pay for it now please just stay on the phone with me, i wanna talk to you”
  • you guys fall asleep on the phone quite frequently because neither of you want to hang up
  • okay and hear me on this
  • tom would definitely be the type to surprise you by paying a visit to your hometown
  • and not telling you a single thing about it
  • he just sits and waits for you to figure it out
  • you’d be sitting at home in your pajamas having only woken up a few hours ago
  • and tom would skype you while he’s walking around your city/town
  • and you’re just casually talking until “hey wait a second I KNOW THAT THE CAFE”
  • he just laughs at you and probably winks
  • you’re in a slight bit of denial and don’t think twice about it before running out on the streets in your pajamas
    • which typically consist of spandex shorts and a hoodie most nights
    • it didn’t matter if it was two miles away you ran the whole entire way there
  • and your first real life meeting you run into him, knocking him backwards because you had been running so fast
  • you just stand there in front of him in your pajamas, red in the face and out of breath with your hands on your knees
    • “i just ran…two miles…to see if you…were actually here”
    • he laughs because there’s his adorable girl in front of him in her pjs who ran into town just to see him
    • he feel pretty flattered
  • it’s a little awkward though
    • he goes for a hug and you go for a handshake
    • you both kind of awkwardly laugh and switch the roles
    • more awkward laughing ensues because we’re good friends but we’ve never actually met in person before oH nO
    • but he just pulls you into a tight hug and your cheeks flush and you realize that he smells really good
  • tom offers to talk you out to breakfast in your pajamas
    • it’s pretty adorable to say the least
    • he definitely makes a comment about them
    • “by the way i love the outfit darling”
    • you just sit there pretty mortified
    • “alaodjsosnSHUT UP TOM”
  • and after he takes you to breakfast he begs you to show him around
    • “please y/n i really wanna see where you grew up”
    • “tom”
    • “please please please”
    • “tom i’m iN mY pAJAMaS”
    • “i don’t care, cmon please”
    • “!!!no i’m at least going back home to get actual pants”
  • and toms pretty confused and he’s like “what am i supposed to do then?”
  • “you come with me doofus”
  • he’s pretty shook because he actually gets to see where you live
    • even if it is for two seconds while you change
  • you get to your house and go to change completely forgetting about the old baby, school, and family photos hanging on the walls
  • he’s completely enthralled by them all
    • “aw y/n look at you! you’re so cute and tiny”
    • “jsksl thOMAS NO STOP”
  • you’re completely mortified because all of  those are the worst photos of your entire existence
  • and when you actually change you have to physically drag him out of the house
    • “aw but i wanted to see more pictures”
    • “you can see more later”
    • that’s a lie you don’t ever want him seeing old pictures of you again
  • the whole time you’re showing him around he never stops smiling
  • because you’re actually glowing when you explain things and tell him your different childhood stories
  • and then you suddenly remember that time you talked about how nice his ass is
    • you just stop in the middle of the sidewalk and tom’s looking at you so confused
    • “oH mY GOD IM SORRY ABOUT THAT ASS COMMENT I MADE BEFORE”
    • he just sits there and laughs at you
    • “it’s okay love i promise”
    • you’re still mortified by it
  • so!! much!! blushing!!
    • not just from you but from him too
  • overall you spend the entire day together creating so many new memories and inside jokes
    • you take lots of silly pictures together
    • and of each other
  • you’re pretty bummed when he has to leave to go back home
    • “do you have to leave?”
    • “unfortunately love”
    • “i’ll miss you this was fun, next time warn me though”
    • and he laughs and nods and promises he will
  • “i’m serious though i’m really going to miss you”
  • “i know darling i’ll miss you too”
  • and wow i need tom as my internet friend right now
Sexnic.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Reader.

Warnings: SMUT. Sarge kink, kinda Dom/Sub, spanking, fingering, oral sex (fr), hair pulling, pantie stealing, cars.

Word Count: 2435.

Rating: 18+

Masterlist.

First of all tagging the birthday girl @superpaperclip Happy Birthday, I hope you like this and enjoy this and please don’t hate me if it is awful! I’m really besides myself that you’d ask me to write something for you for your birthday!

Also tagging my wifeys @sexylibrarian1 and @thecrownedrose and @supernatural-girl97 @brokenanxiety 


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Princess

Peter Hale x Reader

(NOT MY GIF)

*requested

Imagine: You have a major crush on Peter Hale, but, because of the Pack, you have to keep it a secret. One day, when he comes to your house injured, you are not able to hide it any more and comes clean to him.

Word Count: 1560


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Locked Up

Can you do a reaction to getting locked in the school overnight with your crush, the bad boy, BTS

These are more like scenarios if anything but I still hope that it was close to what you wanted, and I apologize for taking so long to post this

[Gifs do not belong to me, all credit goes to rightful owners]


||Namjoon||

Originally posted by simondismydaddy

Being locked up in school isn’t great. Especially when it’s dark. And alone. Well at least you were until you ran into namjoon, the bad boy of the school and honestly you were thinking that it possibly couldn’t get any better. You liked him and now you were alone with him. He seemed quite surprised to see you out of all people in school so late. Namjoon did know you, kinda, since he sees you in like half his classes and getting the sense that you weren’t ok with being alone he dragged you along to an empty classroom. Great. The whole time you two were in there you personally felt like you were about to explode. Yeah, he made you swoon that much. “So why are you stuck in here?” his head tilts a bit and his gaze meets yours. “I could ask you the same thing,” he smirks a little and pick his head back up, still looking into your eyes. “Fell asleep in class, and the teacher didn’t bother to wake me up.” The way he rolled his eyes told pretty much what he thought of his teacher. “Now you tell me your story.” “Well lets just say last minute restroom breaks aren’t a good idea,” you chuckled awkwardly as he grinned. He opened his mouth to speak but the lights of the room turned off and you instantly cuddled yourself into namjoon without a second thought. After realizing this you blushed muttering a quick sorry and pulled back from him but he put his around you and kept you close. “It’s ok, I don’t mind holding you.”

||Jin||

Originally posted by beagletae

You never thought you’d get detention, you weren’t perfect but you never did anything wrong, and you didn’t think that detention would be the reason you’d be locked up in school. It was already dark and school was already scary enough you didn’t need this. Seokjin soon came along when you found him asleep in one of the schools closets, and all because he wanted alone time. The whole time you guys talked and just strolled the dimly lit halls which was a little more comforting with him. He might of been the bad boy but he was actually pretty nice. Being with him in a situation like this just made being locked in school not so bad. “You know how I got stuck here, what’s your story?” “Detention,” you groaned slightly. “Oh someone’s been naughty,” he says teasingly making you blush. “I didn’t do anything bad, my teacher is just strict, and he ‘forgot’ that I was there and left me.” You grumbled under your breath and jin laughed a little when seeing you puff your cheeks out of irritation. “Ah, cute,” he mumbles to himself. “Hey well on the bright side you’re stuck with me,” he winks at you and you swear you stopped breathing for two seconds. “Yeah, I’m with you,” you smiled.

||Yoongi||

Originally posted by minniesuga

You weren’t all that surprised when you realized that you were locked in. It’s what you get for hiding away to ditch you’re last hour only because you were trying to avoid your crush. New seating charts aren’t  that all great because now you sit right next to him. And at the moment you thought you were screwed because he suddenly popped up decided to tag along with you at some point even though he seemed to pay no mind to you. You were already hating life at the moment and you were hating it even more because he was here alone with you and you knew you were going to embarrass yourself at some point. The cafeteria was left unlocked so you sat across from each other in silence and glancing at each other every now and then to. Perfect, you thought. I’m not doing anything and I’m already embarrassing, you mentally slapped yourself as you tried avoiding eye contact with yoongi. “So you weren’t in class today,” he says and you finally look at him, but he was staring at his hands. “Why not?” his eye looked up and you looked down again and blushed. “I-I wasn’t feeling it today,” you say. “Just for that class?” he raises a brow. “I mean- well-  no it’s just,” you groaned and your hands rubbed at your face making yoongi chuckle. “You don’t gotta explain it’s fine,” your eyes meet with his now and he smiles slightly. “Just don’t skip it next time, it’s lame when you’re gone.”

||Hoseok||

Originally posted by jeonsshi

So you’re in school, and it’s way past school hours. And you’re also alone…in the dark…and locked in. What could go wrong? To say were scared was an understatement. You were terrified and who wouldn’t be when you’re stuck in school at night. You were sure you were going to die in here, it was the perfect set up for a horror flick. When you heard a sudden bang you screamed and another scream followed, a scream that wasn’t yours. “God you scared me!” Hoseok huffed and held his hand to his chest. You stared at him relieved that you weren’t the only one her now but also wondering why he was here. “S-sorry I didn’t mean to,” you rubbed your arm sheepishly. “It’s fine, kinda my fault to since I dropped that trash can back there,” he points behind him and laugh. You couldn’t help but giggle “and how did that happen?” Hoseok stood by you now with a shy expression. “Don’t tell anyone but I got a little freaked out and ended up running into it.” You smirked a bit and cross your arms “the famous bad boy, Jung Hoseok, was scared?” you said dramatically. “Yeah, yeah whatever you were even more scared you screamed like you were about to die,” “Well because I thought I was,” you shared a laugh before he gently held your forearm and smiled as you felt the heat rush to your cheeks. Good thing it was dark. “Maybe we should stay close just in case anything else happens,” “O-ok”

||Jimin||

Originally posted by gotjimin

Never in your life did you ever think you’d be stuck in a dark room alone with your crush jimin. Well of course you have. And it was happening, but not the way you thought (you dirty person you;)) You were in a dark room alright but that room was the janitors closet…at school…locked in. Now you didn’t know this would happen you were just trying to hide away from the douches that were bugging you. Jimin was hiding away to but that’s for a whole other reason and apparently he had the same idea as you. He startled you as he swung open the door and slipped in with no questions asked. He shut the door and quickly put his ear against it and just as you were about to say something you felt his hands roam around your shoulders then your face before cover your mouth and bringing your head to his chest. “Stay quiet,” he says, ear still pressed against the door. Seconds past and you squirmed out of his grasp “what are yo-” “shh!” you sigh “what are you doing?” you whispered. Jimin stayed there for a moment before leaning away from the door and turned around to face what he assumed to be you. “I was running away from a friend of mine,” “why?” “I pranked  him, and I got him good this time.” You couldn’t see but you knew he was grinning ear to ear. “Who are you by the way?” he asks. “Oh y/n, not sure if you know me but we have the same history class.” He stood silently for a second. “Do you have your phone?” “Yeah, why?” “Turn on the flashlight so I can see you.” You did as you were told and it wasn’t until you turned on the light you realized how close he was. You dropped your phone out of surprise and you both reached for it. At that very moment there was a click. “Did you hear that?” You got up and jiggled the knob only to groan when realizing that you were locked in. “Well were stuck in here,” you huffed and hit you back against the door. Jimin had the light on you and he giggled suddenly. “W-what?” you were beginning to blush. “Nothing, you’re just cute when you’re angry,” “B-but I’m not,” what was he saying? “well, you’re still cute.”

||Taehyung||

Originally posted by taedamn

When taehyung asked you to help him out with studying after school you were quite happy and took the offer. How could say no to him? Yes he’s the bad boy but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t strive for good grades. Plus you liked him so you were down to help him out. But there you were, by the classroom two hours after the last bell had rung waiting on taehyung to show up. A few more minutes, you thought. And after those few minuets you already made your down the hall. Of course he didn’t show, you scoffed to yourself. You found yourself at the main entrance just about to push open the doors when you hear your name being called. “Hey where are you going?” “Home,” you said a bit harshly. “Why? I thought you were gonna help me out?” he pouted almost. “I was but then you showed up tow hours late and I have to be home.” There was really no reason to be mad but if was gonna be busy before hand he should’ve said something! You tried pushing open the door but it wouldn’t budge so you tried the other one but to no avail it didn’t open either. Taehyung then went in to help but that didn’t work. “We’re stuck in here,” he said all too calmly. “Stuck!?” you eyes widened. “As in we’re locked in here?!” You ended up going through the whole school just to get out but everything was locked. Eventually you gave up and sat in a hall hugging your knees. Taehyung looked at you and really couldn’t help but think it was his fault (really wasn’t) and sat by you. “It’s not so bad y/n, I’m here,” he smiles at you and you sigh and return a slanted smile. “Well I hope you’re good company,” you joked. “I guess to pass the time we can study?” you say unsurely. Taehyung smirks suddenly and his eyes lock with yours. “I have a better Idea.”

(you played hide and seek you nasties) 

||Jungkook||

Originally posted by jungkookpresent

You just wanted to work in peace and quiet get finished early so you could take a nap but no~ jungkook kept throwing wads of paper into your hair and bugged you anyway he could. And here you thought that sitting right in front of him was a blessing. (Still kinda is I mean he notices you) You tried to stop him but he wouldn’t have it and you were slowly becoming more and more irritated. You were a time bomb and any little thing at that moment could make you explode. Jungkook, of course, helped with that when he poked your back making you yelp and scream at him for not leaving you alone. And now your here. Stuck in a class room tired and annoyed. “C'mon I already said I was sorry,” he kneels in front of your desk with his arms resting on it and head sitting over them looking up at you with his big brown eyes. You rolled your eyes and avoided any eye contact with the boy. “Sorry isn’t gonna take me home now is it.” It was his turn to roll his eyes. “Why must you hate me so,” “I don’t, you just irritate me,” you said bluntly. “So you do like me,” he beamed. You choked on your own air and the blood instantly rushed to your cheeks. Jungkook laughed at your reaction letting himself fall to the ground and just kinda roll there in laughter. You glared at him with your now rosy cheeks and stood up from your seat and made your way to the door. “W-Where you goin’?” He scrambled to pick himself up from the floor and raced to the door to block you from it. “Home I don’t want to be here,” “Aw, I was only joking you seriously can’t be mad, plus you can’t just leave.” “whatever,” you moved him out of the way and reached to turn the knob but it was locked. You groan and tried the other one but you were met with the same fate. A locked door. “Great, Just great!” “Locked?” “What do you think?” He comes near you again leaving you trapped against the door. “Well if that’s the case, I have a way to make you forgive me.”


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and again I’m sorry this took awhile it’s been a busy week and I couldn’t really work on anything.

Much love~💖

Caged (4)

Synopsis: What happens when Loki meets someone who actually calls him on his bullshit instead of running and hiding?
Word Count : 1129
A/N: Hit me up if I missed any tags guys. I adored writing this part so much. Listen to Hands - Barns Courtney If you wanna get an idea of what kind of tune inspired this one and possible the next few.

Part One - Part Two - Part Three

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Sketches (Jughead x Reader)

Prompt: Jughead Jones x reader, Reader is an artist with a crush on Jughead and the feelings are mutual but have never been addressed. One day Juggy finds readers sketchbook forgotten at his house and sees drawings of him (some are of other things and people, but mostly him) ranging from cute and innocent to erotic and sensual moments between them. He confronts her and it’s a cute, fluffy mess full of long kisses and touches and azkdfuvbv please?

A/N: This is super cute and I hope I did it justice!

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Sketches (Jughead x Reader)

(Y/N) was known around Riverdale for her art. Sketches, Paintings, Anything she could get her hands onto turned into beautiful pieces of art.

A lot of homes around town even had at least one or more pieces by her. She was the town’s artist since she was 9 years old.

She’s painted portraits the Blossoms, a scene from the diner for Pops, many other beautiful settings around town for others to see the beauty of their town.

But the one thing that she loved to draw the most was a boy named Jughead Jones lll.

They had been best friends since what feels like the dawn of time. Hell (Y/N) had introduced Archie Andrews and Betty Cooper to Her beloved Jughead.

Now in Sophomore year of High School, everyone but Jug knew of her crush on him. They insisted it was mutual but she just never saw it. It wasn’t until Jughead himself saw the sketches she tried so hard to hide, that he decided to tell her.

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Tidal Waves

Summary: Bucky broke your heart and then disappeared from your life without a trace. It was like he never even existed. When he suddenly comes back, you’re not sure how to respond. 

Word Count: 1,634

Warnings: swearing, angst, a lot of angst

A/N: Full disclosure - this is based on my experience with my ex. The messages are word-for-word our conversations. The last part of this story happened literally earlier today. There were a lot of emotions swirling around on my head and I needed closure. I guess this is that, or rather, it’s trying to be. This gets a bit dark, but I promise you guys I’m doing better now so please don’t worry too much about me. Today was long and emotionally draining, but I’m trying to be okay. I needed to get things onto paper, and I figured why not do it in story form? After all, writing always helps me sort things out. 


Originally posted by closer-to-the-edge-of-glory


Bucky: We can’t be together anymore. This isn’t what I wanted. I’m sorry. Please don’t contact me again.

You remember the exact moment you got Bucky’s text. It had been just weeks before your two-year anniversary. Part of you knew it was coming. You sensed it as he grew more and more distant, withdrawing into himself.

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Everything Has Changed - Part Two | Jughead Jones

Originally posted by purple-pizzaprincess

Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Description: After finally coming face to face with Jughead after six years you don’t get the reception you’d exactly wanted.

Warnings: #angstyjughead

Word Count: 2162

A/N: I am sorry this is so long, omg. I tried to cut it down but I don’t want to rush straight into everything because I know personally I like seeing things progress and stuff, y’know. BUT ANYWAY. I hope you enjoy it and let me know what you think <3

 PART ONE | PART THREE

It felt like time had come to a stand still as you stared across from each other. Six years. That’s how long it had been since you’d laid eyes on each other. By sheer coincidence you’d sat yourself down next to the person you’d been looking forward to seeing for all those years. He was so different yet the more you looked at him, the more you saw that he was still Jughead. He was still that boy that had made your childhood years the best they possibly could be. All you wanted to do was speak and say something but nothing came to mind. What were you even supposed to say to someone you hadn’t seen in six years? A simple hello definitely wouldn’t suffice. Thankfully for you Jughead was the first to speak up, his voice so quiet you barely caught it.

“You still have it,” he stated, his eyes locked back onto your necklace. Out of habit, your hand went to grip the little crown as you moved your gaze to glance at it too then back up to Jughead.

“Yeah. I… haven’t taken it since the day you gave me it.” Admitting that might have sounded really lame to some people but it meant the world to you. It was the one thing you had left to remind you of him and your past life in Riverdale.

For a moment you were sure you saw the hints of a smile forming on his face. He looked away from the necklace back up to you. “I never thought I’d see you again.”

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Touching you (2/?)

Bucky x Reader
WC
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Summary You meet Bucky in a club and things progress. (I really hope I fuck you up with the ending of this one? Just me?)
Warnings SMUT do not read if you are not 18+, oral sex (F receiving), vaginal sex, dirty talk, swearing
AN This is a series I started thanks to an idea @melconnor2007​ helped me come up with. Not sure how long it’s going to be as it’s a WIP. There will be smut in upcoming chapters so 18+ only
Also, I suck at summaries. Sorry Tags are open (I’m tagging my usual people but let me know if you want off) 


The whole cab ride was spent with Bucky kissing you slowly, working you until you were almost at your breaking point. He kept his hands on you, gently brushing his fingertips across your cleavage, leaving goosebumps in their wake. He pulled you onto his lap and pushed your hair out of the way, sucking on the delicate skin of your neck.

“God, Y/N, you taste so sweet,” he murmured against your skin.

Arching into him, you were at a loss for words, your head heavy with the attraction you felt for him.

Stumbling out of the cab, Bucky tucked you into his side as you walked up the step towards the front door. As you reached the door, you busied yourself pressing kisses to his jaw and neck and he struggled getting the key in the door.

“Bucky? You’re having a pretty hard time getting that key in the lock,” you teased, suggestively.

He cocked a brow at you, finally succeeding in getting the door open. Pulling you towards him, he slammed the door shut and caged you against it, “That’s because someone was distracting me.” He lowered his head and brought his lips to the long column of your throat, teasing you.

Eyes closed, you shamelessly pressed yourself against him.

“Patience, sweetheart,” he murmured against your skin.

You snaked your hands through his hair and tugged forcing him to look at you, “I’ve never been a patient person,” you admitted, kissing him hard, your hands going to the button on his jeans.

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Side to Side Pt. 4

Pairing: Tom!Peter Parker x Stark!Reader

Request(s): 

  • Part 4 of the side to side series?! It’s so good I can’t get enough
  • The side to side series is a blessing and a part 4 would make my life. I saw the post where you said it got old but you don’t need to do an Ariana Grande song, you don’t even need to do a song, fuck consistency!
  • Will you be doing part 4 of the side to side series? Maybe tony stark finds out about peters relationship with the reader or something?
  • okay i’m OBSESSED with the side to side series i can’t wait for another one 😍
  • pls make side to side 4!!!yes yes yes to a part 4 of side to side!! also could you tag me in your fics?? ❤️❤️ -@hemmomfg
  • you should just turn the side to side series in a its own fic i think it would be great there could be more character development and detail!

Word Count: 4386 (you’re welcome, bebs)

Song: Rude by Magic! (I DIDN’T PUT THIS IN THE FIC AND WE’RE FOR SURE ALL SICK OF IT BUT IT FIT)

Summary: You and Peter are trying to find ways to tell your dad about your relationship

Warning(s): Immense fluff, no sin (I know, sad), overprotective dad! Tony, swearing (but that’s nothing new to you sinners)

Author’s Note: Sorry this isn’t smut or anything, but I hope I made for it in the fluff and how long it is. I’ve given up on resisting writing more of this series, so I will gladly take requests for more parts to this since I tried setting up a few things and I have a few ideas for sequels!

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Rooting For You

Tony Stark x Reader

Dedicated to the loveliest little darling @jaegers-and-kaijus  on her birthday!!  Everyone go and send good wishes her way because she deserves all the good things in the world and this is my tiny contribution! I hope you love it darling!

Based loosely around the lyrics of this song: 

Summary: Set after Civil War, a time that almost separated you from Tony, the love of your life. On your birthday he tries to repay you for everything you’ve done for him but in his eyes it will never be enough, or even half of what you deserve. 

Warnings: Tooth rotting fluff

Words: 1,700


It was a rainy night, and Tony watched the tiny droplets of rain slip down his window as the lights of New York twinkled in the background.

He had left the compound days ago and couldn’t face returning, so here he was back at Stark tower, alone and sipping on some expensive cognac he had been saving for a special occasion.

The room around him was in darkness, he couldn’t bare turning on lights only to be reminded how empty his apartment would be in the light, not that it mattered much, he could still feel it.

His heart was lonely, he wanted nothing more than to call you and ask you to come over, to reach out to him and tell him that you didn’t hate him. That you wouldn’t leave him.

He had made so many mistakes, more than he ever could count but if he lost you…

If he really lost you, he wasn’t sure how he would bounce back from that one.


He took another bitter sip from his glass and enjoyed the way the liquor burned his throat on the way down.

He heard the elevator doors open and shut behind his back, and immediately froze, getting ready to call the suit, when your tiny voice called out to him from behind.

He spun around quickly, surely his mind was playing tricks on him, but yet there you stood.

Your clothes were soaked through and your hair was plastered to your head, and his heart stuck in his chest you were crying.

“Tony,” you cried “I don’t want to fight anymore,” fresh tears slipped down your face and Tony grimaced.

“I don’t wanna fight with you either baby,” he soothed “I’m so tired of fighting,” and he was tired, exhausted even.

In the dark you could see the outline of his black eye, and you moved gently towards him clasping his jaw and turning his head to the side so you could inspect his face gently.

“You’re hurt,” you cried and the quiver in your voice, physically hurt Tony.

“It’s not too bad,” he tried to dismiss your worry, but when your eyes locked in the darkness he whimpered into your touch, and he found himself clinging to you, as he pressed a chaste kiss against your lips.

“I missed you,” he admitted, and you gently brushed your thumb along his cheekbone, “I’m so sorry I yelled at you, I’m sorry I told you to leave. I didn’t mean a single word of it.”

“I know,” you shushed him, “I know, that’s why I’m here. It’s always been just me and you hasn’t it? I promised you I’d always be here for you and I meant it.”

“I never meant to let you down,” he whispered pressing his forehead against yours, “I never meant to let anyone down.”

“Shh,” you soothed brushing your fingers through his hair and feeling a fraction of the tension leaving his body.

“What do I do now?” he asked “I’ve lost everyone.”

“Not everyone,” you told him honestly “And I know in my heart this can all be solved, and I’ll never stop rooting for you. I’ll always be in your corner! It’s always been me and you against the world, and I’m going nowhere!”


You finished putting in your earrings and patted down your dress.

“How do I look Vis?” you asked Vision over your shoulder.

“You look so beautiful,” he told you honestly, “But I wanted to thank you,” he added rather shyly.

“For what?” you asked curiously.

“For getting Mr. Stark to forgive me.”

“It wasn’t your fault,” you soothed, rubbing his arm “Tony always knew that, I didn’t do anything.”

“You did more than you could possibly know,” he added wistfully looking down at the floor.

“You really miss her, don’t you?” you probed gently and he nodded slowly.

“I shouldn’t, but I really do!” you gently grasped his arm.

“I miss them too,” you sighed and for a moment you were both silent until you heard Tony calling your name from downstairs and Vision slipped out of your grasp disappeared out of sight.

You set off down the stairs to find your boyfriend who was struggling with a tie.

“We don’t have to go anywhere fancy tonight Tony I’m happy to just stay in and be with you.”

“Um…Non-negotiable, it’s your birthday,” he chided.

“Here, let me,” you interjected taking the fabric of his tie between your hands and easily looping it into shape.

“I love you,” Tony suddenly said without warning and your hands slowed their work, and you swallowed thickly because it didn’t matter how many times you heard him say it, every time felt like a secret that only you knew.

“I love you,” you told him honestly patting his tie and looking him in the eye.

Taking your hand in his he placed a quick kiss to your knuckles.

“And because I love you, I want your night to be perfect.”

You opened your mouth to speak but he simply held out his hand for you to take, which you did and he clasped his hand in yours and led you to the elevator, pushing the button to bring you up to the roof.

As the doors parted, you noticed fairy lights strung around the roof area and soft music playing, you opened your mouth to ask Tony if he had done all this, and he looked almost nervous as he took your hand and led you out.

The chorus of ‘Surprises’ that rang out across the night air had you jumping backwards into Tony’s arms in shock and the sound of party poppers being popped brought a huge smile to your face, as you took in the faces and happy expressions of all your mutual friends.

But when you locked eyes on a pair of blue eyes you were running faster than your mind could process and before it had even caught up you were jumping into the waiting arms of your best friend, Steve Rogers.

“How?” was all you could manage to say as his arms tightened briefly around your waist.

“Tony,” he answered voice catching in his throat as he placed you back down.

“You did all this?” you cried, tears gathering in your eyes.

“I did it for you,” he smiled weakly and you launched yourself at him, kissing every part of his face you could as he attempted in vain to swat you off.

“Ok Rogers, call her back,” he laughed but there was no annoyance in his voice.

“Do I get no loving at all?” Sam’s voice broke over the silence and your grin was so wide it almost hurt as you pulled him in for a hug, and he visibly relaxed into your embrace.

“I missed you so much,” he whispered just loud enough for you to hear and you gave him an extra squeeze for emphasis.

Tony brought you over a glass of champagne and disappeared into the crowd, and you realised with a small jolt of happiness he was talking to Nat, and Vision was talking to Wanda.

“We got you something small,” Sam added handing you a small, silver gift bag.

“It’s only something tiny,” Steve continued looking at you hopefully and you put your drink down so you could open the box inside.

It was a tiny silver charm bracelet with the letter A surrounded by tiny symbols that represented each of your teammates.

“We might be divided at the moment, but we’re still family,” Steve said and no matter how hard you tried to swallow away your tears you couldn’t.

“I love it so much guys,” you told them honestly and gave them both an extra strong hug each.

You were interrupted by the dimming of the lights and Tony stood up at the top of the room with a microphone in hand.

“I promise not to keep everyone too long, especially as they’re about to roll out the cake any moment now but I can’t let tonight slip by without saying a few words about the main girl we’re all gathered here to see,” his eyes locked on yours and suddenly he wasn’t speaking to the whole room anymore, he was only speaking to you now, like you were the only person he could see.

“You are the reason I get out of bed every day. You’re the reason I can begin to hope and dream. To see good in the world. To believe in good. To be good. You told me once, months ago that you were rooting for me, that you would never stop rooting for me and my darling I hope you never do. You’ve stuck by my side when no one else did. When no one else would have. 

If you were smart you would have walked away from me years ago and cut your losses, but I thank my lucky stars every single day that you didn’t because I don’t know what I would ever do without you. What I would be without you. 

So, I guess this is me saying that I’ll never stop rooting for you either. I’ll never stop fighting for you, and if you’d let me, I’d stay by your side for the rest of my life. So how about it?” he added, bending down on one knee “do you think you could handle an eternity stuck to this old fool?” he asked holding a ring out to you and every head in the room turned to face you, awaiting your response.

“Two eternities,” was you response as your rushed towards him, kissing him like your life depended on it and feeling your heart stop in your chest as he slipped the ring onto your finger, but not before he showed you the tiny engraving written in cursive writing on the inside of the ring.

“Darling, I’ll be rooting for you,”

Even as your cake was wheeled out, even as everyone around you sang happy birthday and you blew out your candles. Even though you were surrounded by friends yo had missed so dearly you could not wait to get Tony alone to thank him for making this the best possible birthday ever for you.

“It can’t have been easy for you,” you reasoned when you were slow dancing under the lights towards the end of the night.

“It’s all for you,” he replied like it was the simplest thing in the world, “and my darling birthday girl I would do anything for you.”


Happy birthday once again my little darling and I hope this was worth the wait and my not so subtle questions about what time zones you lived in!

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Missing You

Rating: T

Warnings: slight cursing and as always, late night editing and some mediocre writing

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Never Gonna Happen

Enzo Amore/OC (smut): Despite his constant playful flirtations, you and Enzo have never been anything more than friends. After a drunken night at the club, and a questionable morning after, you learn how he really feels about you.

(This is my first fic on here, I’m so nervous but I hope you all really enjoy it! It ended up waaaay longer than I anticipated.)

Special thanks to @imaginingwwesuperstars for being super supportive and an all-around sweetheart, ily. <3

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anonymous asked:

I love seeing your fics pop up in the Jumin tag, I always take the time of my day to read them! Do you think you could do a ficlet where MC gets amnesia and forgets about Jumin? (I guess you could say like a reverse situation of the fic Jumin getting amnesia, hhaha) Please and thank you!

Okay, so since I still really think that there is a lot that could come from amnesia fics I’m going to try something different that is probably not really thought of when it comes to these sort of fics.

I will be going with an idea brought up with the film Before I Go to Sleep, minus the whole horror aspect. I highly recommend the movie although it does deal with subjects involving traumatic experiences so please take caution!!! 

With that being said, I hope you enjoy and have a wonderful day! Thank you <3

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Morning drifted into your gaze as your lids flickered open, worry seeping as a sudden thought poured into your head.

This wasn’t your home. 

Unfamiliar decorations scattered the room, photos of you and a man you didn’t recognize flowers you’d never chosen, and a window you’d never looked out of in your whole life.

But what horrified you more was the unknown arm blanketed around you, holding you close to whoever was next to you.

And as you turned your head, you came to meet him.

He was fast asleep, his breathing light and content, curly, messy strands of sooty hair sweeping about his features.

You gingerly lifted his arm from your own, swinging your legs over the bed and rising to your feet, staggering into what you thought was the bathroom, eyes widening as you saw what waited.

Spread across the wall was a mural. 

A mural of photos of you and the mysterious man.

Pictures of you in a wedding gown, him embracing you as if you were his greatest treasure, both of you smiling and laughing.

Pictures of you and him cradled together on the sofa, out and about in a city you hadn’t recognized, the two of you at dinner, or simply just a photo of the both of you beside one another, never truly wanting to part.

And yet the only answer were the notes scattered beside them.

‘Jumin Han’

‘Your husband’ 

‘Elizabeth 3rd’ 

‘RFA’ 

You gawked at them confusedly, feeling as if you should be connecting some sort of puzzle but utterly dumbfounded as to how exactly do so. 

You backed away slowly, gasping as you heard shifting from the bed, a light yawn escaping him.

“You’re up then…?” He murmured, glancing at you. 

You didn’t answer, staring at him.

“You saw the photos, didn’t you? You know who I am?” 

“I…I um…i-It says you’re my husband.” 

He picked up two wedding rings from the nightstand, slipping one on and setting the other in your palm, revealing the inscription.

‘My heart will always travel with you’

“We’ve been married for little over eight years now.” He muttered. “This has been going on for three years of that.” 

“What has?” 

“Your memory loss.” 

“W-Why?”

“There was an accident,” He replied. “It was our anniversary and I was taking you somewhere to surprise you, an eighteen wheeler ran a red light as we were turning and well…”

His voice drifted off, strained with the idea of having to bring it back up. 

“I managed to shield you from most of the physical damage when the truck rammed into the side that’s how my injuries came to be.” 

He lifted his right pant leg, revealing a prosthetic, slick and crisp metal modeling that of his other limb.

“It crushed my leg…” He confessed softly. “Aside from dying of blood loss, amputation was the only decision that was available…but it wasn’t even enough.” 

“For what?”

“To save you.” 

He reached out, wrapping his fingers on the side of your head, cringing for just a moment, as though remembering the blood and torn flesh that once peeled from it. 

“Our car was slammed into others, and your head crashed through the glass…” He whispered, tears seemingly threatening to spill.”You were dead for almost thirty seconds at the hospital love…I thought you were gone…” 

How many times had he been forced to retell this horrid tale to you?

How many times did he nearly cry?

How many times did he cry?

It hurt to think of that.

“Your brain can’t handle the trauma they told me…they said each day you’d revert to before it all…before you met me…the RFA…before you almost lost your life because of some silly surprise I had planned. A form of coping is what they call it.” 

“You couldn’t have predicted that…i-it’s not your fault.” 

He laughed weakly, ignoring the single tear that broke out.  

“Still the same beautiful heart…” He hummed, smiling weakly. “What made me so lucky to have you I’ll never know.” 

“How did we meet…?” 

“I suppose I should tell you something happy after all this shouldn’t I?” 

He stepped into the bathroom, beginning to change.

“It was accidental, to be honest. You were lead by a strange, anonymous number to the RFA chat room, and you took over planning for the Foundation’s party,” He answered. “As you were planning my father entered a catastrophe with his scandals, and I was dragged into it. When it started to take a toll on me I found comfort in you. You understood me, better than anyone ever had. I felt human with you, I still do.”

He came out, a polyester suit messily set up upon him, trying to compose himself as best as he could. 

“You untangled the knots in my head, and the moment I met you I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you,” He simpered. “All of my lives, if that sort of thing is true.” 

“Even now?” 

He nodded, certain.

“Even now.” 

“Do I ever…do I ever remember anything?” 

“You see a therapist that was recommended by our friend, V. He’ll call you in a bit when I’m gone for work and take you there.” 

“Why don’t you take me?”

“I-I…I don’t drive anywhere anymore…I-I can’t be in cars anymore.” He trembled for a moment, snapping himself out of it as he tugged his collar. “I walk now. Typically V will too, but he simply enjoys the sun. You can ask for Driver Kim if you’d prefer.” 

“No um..that’s fine.” 

“I work at the C & R building, my father is the CEO, I’m sure regardless you at least remember the company?”

You nodded weakly, figments of the immense building in your thoughts.

“Yeah you guys are…wow really popular…” You sighed. “My mom loves-” 

You paused, racing out into the hall, staring out at the grand penthouse before you. 

“Oh my god…” 

“You always did love the view,” He remarked, following after you. “Elizabeth 3rd should be around here somewhere if you’d like to say good morning to her as well.” 

“I saw her name on the notes.” 

“Yes she’s our cat, exceptionally stunning and amazing, only second to you,” He explained. “She did not like hearing that news.” 

You scoffed, amused. “Where is she?” 

“She likes to sleep in sun patches during the evenings but in the mornings she’ll be on the sofa usually. She used to sleep with us but the confusion in the mornings frightened her.” 

“Oh, I’m sorry!” 

“It’s not your fault, you can’t help it,” He assured you, setting a delicate palm on your shoulder. “we all understand that. We’re just grateful you’re here.” 

He led you to the couch, a television blank and reflecting, sets of tapes placed beneath it. 

“There are some videos we’ve recorded over the years that you sometimes play,” He pointed out. “I don’t know if it’d jog your memory in any way but if you’d like to go on.” 

“What’re they of?”

“One is our wedding, one is of our trips to…Greece I believe, and another is one of the RFA parties.” 

He checked his watch, huffing gently. “I need to leave, but I’ll be back tonight, I’ll call you when I’m able but don’t hesitate to if you need to, okay?”

“Okay.” 

He pressed a chaste kiss to your nose, waving goodbye before he left, the click of the knob being the last you heard of him.

And you were alone.

Until you heard a meow. 

You peered down the sofa, seeing the luscious white cat look up at you, droopy eyes and little yawn. 

You had enjoyed spending time with her, ensnared in the films that left you a mix of sorrow and butterflies erupting into your stomach as you held Elizabeth 3rd in your arms, only snatched away as your phone began to rapidly buzz in your pocket. 

And while you didn’t recognize the number, you recognized the name.

V.

You raised the phone timidly to your ear, waiting for him to speak first, unsure of what to say exactly.

“Hello? MC?”

“This is V…right?” 

“Yes that’s me, I’m outside waiting for you. Are you ready to see your therapist?” He asked, kindness painting his tone. “Jumin told you didn’t he?”

“Y-Yes.” 

“Do you want me to come up?”

“N-No, I’ll be down in a second!” 

“Don’t worry, take your time, I’ll be waiting.” 

He hung up promptly, soon seeing you rushing down confusedly down the stairs to meet him in the main hall.

“V-V?” You tapped his shoulder, shifting to you his gaze never quite meeting yours.

“MC?” 

“Oh thank goodness it’s you!” You let out a sigh of relief. “I’ve been wandering around asking so many people.” 

He chuckled. “You don’t change in the slightest do you?” 

“I…I guess not.” 

“It’s a good thing, you have a lovely personality.” 

You furrowed your brow confusedly.

“Why’re you wearing sunglasses? It’s cloudy.” 

He frowned for a second, suddenly realizing why you wouldn’t know.

“Oh, of course-I can’t see, I’m blind,” He grinned slightly. “I have been for awhile now, it’s gotten worse lately.” 

“How bad…?”

“When we originally met it was blurred but it was something I could live with but now, it’s blending in, the colors are fading, and it’s…it’s less distinctive.” 

“I’m sorry.” 

“It’s not your fault,” He comforted. “Don’t worry about me, let’s take care of you.” 

“Well, shouldn’t we take care of you too?”

“You’ve tried.” 

“I don’t want it.” 

You didn’t know what to say. 

So you didn’t say anything. 

He hadn’t sounded upset, it was simply a matter of fact, the same compassion clear in his tone however dismissive. 

Eventually, though, he did speak up again as you came to the therapist’s office, standing outside. 

“I can go in with you, I don’t know whether or not you want the company.” 

“I’d like to try to do it on my own.” 

“Alright, I’ll wait for you out here, you mind if I get some coffee or something?” He questioned. “I can pick you up something too if you’d like, though, I’m sure Jumin will want to take you to lunch afterwards.” 

“Just some water would be fine.” 

“Of course.” 

And soon enough, you were in an office.

Your therapist had been an older woman, lines decorating her expression as blinking accompanied the eyes, her voice low and soothing.

She hadn’t said anything particularly surprising but she had shown you photos and videos of a time long since forgotten.

Videos of you excited and delighted surrounded by people you didn’t recognize. 

People such as Yoosung, 707, Zen, and Jahee. 

You were told they were your friends, also members of the RFA, having helped guide you along to bringing life to a party long since gone.

But you stared at them.

And felt nothing. 

That could’ve easily been the word to describe your day.

Nothing. 

You would forget it all in the end.

So did it even matter?

The only time you felt something was with Jumin.

Even at his mention you felt your heart bubble and threaten to burst, your stomach twisting into knots, a fuzzy delight inside of you.

First, it had been a call. 

He had checked up on you, softening the moment he heard you, even despite the hints of sadness as you mentioned your confusion, only a reminder to a pain you couldn’t truly understand. 

The second time had been lunch.

He had come with photos and video messages from Jahee and Mr. Han hoping you were safe and well, stories filling your head the whole time of the experiences you had with them.

And the whole time he held your hand. 

He enveloped his own with yours, holding on as if you were a dream he never wanted to wake from, almost heavy to let go as you were forced to leave.

But you did come back together.

When his work had finished and evening dotted the sky with oranges and pink amongst the clouds he came home.

And you had been waiting.

You had come to the wedding video.

And you were crying.

You hadn’t really even realized you were, only figuring as Jumin rushed to your side, worried and baffled.

“L-Love what’s the matter? What’s…” 

He couldn’t finish, glancing up at the screen to see the two of you exchanging vows, you yourself hardly able to finish before erupting into a nervous sort of laughter, hiding your face in the crook of his neck.

“I…I ruined everything.” You mumbled. “Didn’t I?”

“What?”

“I took all of this happiness from us.”

“You didn’t take anything from us, you couldn’t have helped what happened.” 

“Why do you even still love me?” You pointed at the version of you in the tape. “I’m not them…I’m not.” 

“Yes, you are.” 

“Then why am I waking up every day to a stranger?” You cried, swallowing hard. “Why am I unaware of the person beside me every morning? I don’t know you when the next day comes Jumin! I can’t be who you married!” 

“MC, look at me, please.” 

You did, reluctantly. 

He took your hands, running a gentle thumb over your knuckles.

And you felt the same feeling from him as you did at lunch.

A total and absolute desire to never let go.

“The first night, when you came home…after the…the accident…” He let out a shaky breath. “You saw me, and you started screaming. You jumped from the bed and started trying to run away. You tried to keep me away at all costs because you didn’t know me.” 

“You…You hit me.” 

You didn’t dare utter a word.

But your heart shattered. 

“But now, you’re not scared anymore…you don’t run away. You listen to me, you talk to me, and you even-” He stifled a sob. “you even smile at me.” 

“I don’t expect everything to go back to how it was, but I know that things are changing, they’re getting better.” 

“Jumin-” 

“I understand you may never wake up one day and remember everything from yesterday, and I will have to tell you the same story each time, and hope for the littlest of things. But I also understand that you’re still you. No matter what, each and every time I see you I see the person I am desperately in love with.” 

“I don’t deserve that.” 

“You do darling, you deserve that and the whole world.” 

He stood up, helping you to your feet. 

“You don’t have to remember everything right away, but until you do, even if it’s a second a day, I’m going to be here, with you. And I’m going to help you through it.” 

He wiped the tears emerging from your gaze, hiding his own as he embraced you.

“P-Promise?” 

“I promise.” 

And perhaps finally, you weren’t so afraid of tomorrow.

For you know, he would still be there.

And he always would be.

For one day, you would wake up to him in the morning.

And you would remember how much he truly adored you.

Becoming a Father Overnight Part Thirteen

Series Summary- Jared x Daughter!Reader. Jared Padalecki’s life is flipped upside down when he gets a call from a teenage girl saying she’s his daughter.

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

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“Hey,” Jared greeted as he entered the room. Y/n looked up from her phone and flashed him a quick smile before finishing her text.

“What’s up?”

“Not much, just wanted to have a quick chat. Gen mentioned earlier that she heard you on the phone with your mom the other day. She said it didn’t sound like a happy conversation. Everything alright?”

Y/n picked at the corner of her phone case, “I mean, things aren’t great with her.”

“What’s going on?” Jared asked sitting next to her on the couch. “Tell me about it.”

Y/n frowned, her eyebrows pulling together, “I mean, I think it’s pretty obvious. I’m hurt and upset with all her lies and bad choices. She kept us apart, I’m angry with her about all of it.”

Jared sighed, “She messed up majorly.” Y/n nodded. “Don’t get me wrong, I was angry with her when I found out too, but maybe it’s time you forgive her.”

“What?” Y/n was shocked, she thought Jared of all people would be on her side. “How can you even say that? She didn’t tell you you had a daughter, she didn’t tell me the truth about who my father was. You could have been apart of my life, not missed the first seventeen years if she’d been honest. How could you of all people suggest I forgive her?”

“I mean, she’s your mom, she messed up, but you have to forgive her at some point. I have.”

“You what? How can you just forgive her that fast? She’s barely even apologized to you! So what, it’s not a big deal that she kept us apart? She probably never even would have told us the truth if I hadn’t figured it out!”

“Slow down,” Jared raised his hands in surrender, trying to stop the brewing fight. “I was mad when I found out and sure, part of me is always going to hold it against her, but she’s the mother of my daughter and that is never going to change. She’s always going to be in my life and it’s easier to try and get along then fight. And the point is, she’s your mom, you’re gonna have to deal with this eventually.”

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K-pop karaoke with RFA + V + Saeran

After your first time arranging a RFA party was a success, the whole gang wanted to celebrate by going to a karaoke bar. As the nerd you was, you asked your s/o to sing k-pop duets with you

(i highly recommend that you listen to all these songs, they’re v good and oh boi the music video for seven’s song is heartbreaking)


Yoosung

  • As he was scrolling through the list of songs, your eyes were pulled towards one of your favorite songs, “Sorry sorry” by Super Junior
  • “Yoosung, that’s perfect for you! You’re always apologizing for everything!”
  • “I’m sorry MC, I can’t help it!”
  • Laughing, you put on the song and started singing and dancing, suprised when your puppy boyfriend immedialy joined you
  • Honestly, this guy thought playing Just Dance was enough working out
  • Because he played it fairly often, he had suprisingly good moves!
  • I mean he was still clumsy and probably tripped a few times, but he got an A+ for effort
  • He was panting by the time the song was finished though, and was grateful to take a break
  • You needed a break as well, as you needed to process his moves


Zen 

  • When you had been singing earlier he had noticed some guys checking you out, and had mumbled annoyed that “all guys are wolves” before he proceded to glare at them
  • You heard him and suggested that he sang “Wolf” by EXO with you, which he agreed to
  • By the way this boy looked like when he was dancing and singing possesingly around you, he could’ve been picked right out of the music video
  • He nailed the howls and probably scared away the guys who were checking you out earlier
  • Cue Jaehee having a nosebleed in the corner


Jaehee 

  • She didn’t want to make a fool out of herself in public, but you convinced her to sing one song with you 
  • K-pop was probably a guilty pleasure of her, so she agreed to sing “Expect” by Girl’s Day with you as she liked that song
  • Also highkey hinting that she liked you as more than a friend
  • You were cutely dancing around each other and singing, completely into the song and swaying your hips
  • All the guys probably got awkward boners tbh


Jumin

  • He had never been to a karaoke bar before as it was a “commoner thing”, but he found the concept interesting
  • It probably took a few rounds of analyzing how it worked and a few glasses of wine, but he eventually agreed to sing your song of choice, “Blood, Sweat & Tears” by BTS, with you
  • You honestly picked the song just to mess with him, but his smirk when he realized the lyrics was almost scarily suggestive
  • He had never heard the song before, so he was mostly awkwardly trying to figure out the melody while you danced around him and rocking your heart out
  • After the two of you finished, he would probably sit back for the rest of the evening and just look at you


707

  • You were shuffling through the songs, trying to find one to sing when you heard him say “tag yourself I’m Error”
  • Laughing, you selected the song by VIXX that he mentioned
  • He snorted and acted overly dramatic as he started singing to you, and you lost your facade and sang just as dramatic back
  • You were lowkey impressed by his voice, though
  • Dramatic duet that ended up with him dying on the floor and you “crying” over him
  • The moment the song was over, Saeran mumbled “thank god that’s over” and Seven just lost it
  • Insisted on singing more silly duets with you


  • As poor bby was half blind, you had to choose a song that he already knew as he couldn’t read the lyrics on the screen
  • It turned out he knew “Wake me up” by B.A.P
  • He didn’t usually listen to pop as he was more of the classical type, but he liked the deep lyrics and had to admit that it was pretty catchy
  • Everyone could hear the emotion and the fact that he dedicated it to you by his voice 
  • Definitely made you blush the entire time even though it wasn’t even a particularly romantic song



Unknown/Saeran

  • The only reason he said yes to this was to spend time with you
  • Although he would never admit that
  • He grumpingly agreed to sing “Monster” by EXO with you, simply because he liked the name of the song
  • Blushy punk right here when he was basically singing his confession of how beautiful you were
  • When the chorus hit though
  • Sexual tension?
  • Sexual tension.
  • Let’s be real, he probably nailed the rap


~jane

Cosa Nostra (Pt. 5)

Summary: You were just a girl who took some odd jobs from the Min Syndicate to make some extra cash. When Min Yoongi himself sends a request for you to come to his mansion, any semblance of your normal life gets thrown out the window. What sort of dangers will face you once you become associated with one of the biggest mob bosses?

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Angst/Smut/Fluff

Word Count: 3.4k

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You awoke to three quick raps on your bedroom door, startling you out of your comfortable sleep. After staring at the door for a moment, you untangled yourself from your bedsheets and shuffled your way toward the door, too sleepy to give a second thought about your appearance. ‘Who the hell would be knocking at my door?’ You thought as you reached for the doorknob, ‘I doubt that Yoongi would go out of his way to come to my room, unless he sent someone to fetch me.’

Your question was answered as you opened the door to reveal Seokjin and Hoseok, both giving you dazzling smiles as you looked at them questioningly, “Um, hi guys, do you…need something?”

Seokjin cleared his throat before saying, “Yoongi listened to your…grievances, and has decided to let you leave the mansion of your own accord, whenever you want.”

“That’s only if you let us tag along though, (Y/n),” Hoseok added, “It would be way too risky to let you go out by yourself.”

You stared blankly at them for a moment before replying, “So Yoongi has just assigned me babysitters, huh? This is definitely not what I fucking wanted…”

The two men looked at each other before shrugging, “I’m sorry, (Y/n), but rules are rules,” Jin said, giving you an apologetic look. You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose. As much as you wanted to get mad, you couldn’t find it in yourself do so. It wasn’t fair to blame Hoseok and Seokjin, they were only doing their jobs, and probably wanted to babysit you as little as you wanted to be babysat.

“Okay, fine, I understand. Since I can go out and do whatever I want though, we’re going shopping. I need some cooler clothes since it’s only getting hotter outside. You two…wait here I guess, I’ll be ready in like 30 minutes or so.” Without waiting for their response, you closed your door and let out a puff of air. Shopping with two guys glued to your side was going to be awkward as hell, but you truly did need to get more summery clothes so you weren’t sweating it out in long sleeves.

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Special Instructions (4/?)

Summary: Drunk Emma really likes pizza. She also really happens to like the cute delivery guy who seems content to carry out all of her wishes via the “Special Instructions” box on the website. (AO3)
Rating: E (fuck it, I’m upping the rating bc I know this will turn into filthy smut by the end)
Word Count: ~3000
Chapters: One Two Three

well this was a bitch to rewrite since the original chapter got accidentally deleted. sorry for the wait, babes. have some UST. 🍕😏

reader requested tag: @lenfaz @ilovemesomekillianjones @like-waves-on-the-beach @emmaswanchoosesyou

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Special instructions: spook me!

It had been nearly a month since Emma had gotten stupid drunk at home and thrown herself at the very attractive pizza guy whose name she now knew was Killian Jones.

Jones, as in, “Jones Bros. Pizza.” Literally his last name, and apparently a poorly executed cartoon caricature of his fucking face, was on the logo on every pizza box she’d gotten from them and she’d had no idea. She hadn’t really given a flying fuck to the name of the place before; she just knew that they had a website, online ordering, quick delivery since they were located only a few blocks north of her apartment, and actually great tasting pizza that wasn’t hit-or-miss like the big chains.

With that revelation came another: Killian was not a delivery boy.

Well, he wasn’t supposed to be one. He was co-owner of the place, along with his older brother, and only went out on deliveries if he was filling in for a sick employee, or if he needed a break from the atmosphere (read: his overbearing brother), or, as it turned out, if her name came up on the order list. (He’d been sick the night that his sister-in-law had delivered to her sober self; go figure.)

It had been a pretty damned good feeling to know she got special treatment. After their first encounter, he’d been “captivated” and felt “compelled to see her again” (his words) – yeah; sweatpants, HANGRY, hot mess Emma in all her broken-hearted glory. She sent him a middle finger emoji as a reply to that particular text message, assuming that he was being a sarcastic ass but somehow knowing that beneath it all he was probably sincere.

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