i thought her acting was good for this part

Not So Gentle 1/4 - Peter Parker Drabble

Prompt: Reader has been kidnapped only to find out her long time best friend is apart of this scheme, she faces a whole new side of Peter.

Warnings: Mentions of blood, reader injured, torture, kidnapping, and violence.

Word Count: 886

Pairing: Peter Parker x Injured!Reader

A/N: Since you guys seemed to like the idea very much I decided to act upon it :) hope you like it, tell me what you thought.

~part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4


“Oh good, your awake.” He flipped on the switch. The blinding lights causing you to avert your gaze to the ground. If the lights weren’t enough to hurt you, then the tightness of the ropes seemed to do just enough. You weren’t aware of how long you’ve been held captive down here. It could have been for days. It could have been weeks, even months. You just wished you could be released from all this torture.

“It sure makes things a whole lot easier with you being conscious.“ Peter walked up to you and crouched down in front of your figure.

“Go. To. Hell.” You weakly let out.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, you wanna take that back sweetheart.” He cocked an eyebrow at you while twiddling the knife in his hands. You shut your mouth. “That’s what I thought.” Peter raised the knife hovering it on top of your forearm.

“Why are you doing this?” You whispered. Tears reaching the brim of your eyes. Peter watched you intently.

“Just be glad it’s me doing this to you, cause unlike the rest of them.” He pointed to the closed door. “They’re not so gentle.” His brown eyes stared back into your own.

You let out a painful cry as he ran the knife deep into your arm, blood dripping out and onto the floor. In some ways your torture could have been a lot worse, they could have electrocuted you, beat you to a pulp, stabbed you till you bled out, or even starved you. Although for some reason Peter didn’t seem to go the extra mile. If anything, your punishment wasn’t even close to being that. Peter didn’t hurt you as badly as the rest of them would, but he still left a mark behind.

He stopped running the knife through your flesh dropping the knife, and got up to get some bandages from one of the cabinets. “That wasn’t so bad now was it?” He got down in front of you again taking your arm delicately into his own to stop the bleeding.

“If you’re gonna kill me, just do it all ready!” You cried out. He gazed up at you.

“Please…I c-can’t take it anymore!” Peter stopped what he was doing and brought a hand up to your face. You flinched thinking he was going to slap you, but instead he wiped away a tear that rolled down your cheek.

“Now why on earth would I do that?” He tucked a fallen strand of hair behind your ear.

“Because I’m useless to you guys, I can’t give you the information you want.” You whispered.

“I don’t think we’d kill you, you’re more useful to us than you know.”

“You mean as leverage…” You rasped out. Your throat was so sore from all the yelling, and being dehydrated didn’t help either.

“Listen Y/N we’re not the bad guys.”

“Says the one who tortures an innocent being.“ You scoffed.

“Well what else are we supposed to do to you?” He rhetorically said.

“Let me go perhaps.” You shrugged.

“When all this is over.” Peter nodded. He was about to say something. but someone else cut him off.

“Times up Parker.” A bulky guy wearing all black and had a scruffy beard stood at the door. You’ve seen him a couple times, he only came to notify Peter that his task was done for the day.

“Alright.” He fully stood up looking down at you, “See you tomorrow princess,” He turned on his foot and walked to the door. He looked back at you and pulled the lever down to turn the lights off. The room now pitch black. When the lights would go off you usually found yourself drifting back into a deep slumber waiting for the next dreadful day to arrive, just so it could be over soon.

The next day you woke up to shouting and yelling. You wanted to know what was happening, but when the lights were switched back on you really wished you hadn’t. Two men barged in pulling Peter in by his collar. They pushed him in front of you where you got a better look at his bruised eye and cut lip. Your breath hitched in your throat.

“P-Peter.” You let out shakily. You glanced back and forth between the two men and Peter who seemed to be avoiding your gaze.

“Well go on Peter show the boss that your not going soft!” Peter clenched his jaw and his fist.

“P-Peter?” You were terrified of what he was going to do. He showed his right arm which was hidden behind him. You looked at him with fear written all over your features. A very much bigger, sharper knife then what he usually had was in his hand. You shed a tear.

“Just do it already.” You whimpered. You couldn’t do anything about it, but to encourage him to get it over with. 

He walked up to you, “I’m sorry Y/N,” He whispered to you. Peter plunged the knife in your abdomen. You gasped. Your mouth wide agape. You looked up at him in shock. His face showing no emotion. 

Part 2

“While I thought that everyone sounded amazing in the new Beauty and the Beast, I’m still kinda frustrated about Emma Watson. I agree with both the people who liked and disliked her in that she sounded passably good, but her singing was so autotuned she sounded so cold and lifeless and robotic. There are so many actresses who could’ve sung, and acted, the part better. And if having her in the role was such a big deal, they should’ve at least dubbed her.”

anonymous asked:

can you please do a fic of elide and lorcan arguing infront of the entire court with everyone watching????? PLEASE?!

A misunderstanding leads to an argument and eventually a blushing/happy ending! 

A few silky strands of black starless night hair fell from Elide’s coiled bun as she briskly walked through the castle halls. Her gait uneven as her ankle twinged in pain, but she paid no attention to it. Just like she ignored the pounding steps that could be heard toward the castle’s entryway.

“Elide!” The walls shook at the deep sound of the male’s furious tone.

Her steps did not falter, but her heart did.

No. Do not feel guilty.

She stepped into the throne room hoping to use it as a shortcut to her guest room during her time Ornyth. A locked door wouldn’t stop him, but maybe he would reconsider and calm himself before approaching her.

“ELIDE!” Lorcan’s voice boomed. Much closer than Elide expected.

“What the hell is going?” Aelin drawled from her throne. Her calm demeanor made Elide walk faster toward her Queen. Rowan looked between Elide and the door she had just walked through.

Lysandra stood nearby with Aedion at her side. Both with varying looks of confusion until their nostrils flared. Lysandra’s eyes narrowed and glowed with the hint of her snow leopard form prowling underneath.

Rowan and Aedion eyes trained on something behind Elide. Their stances were rigid in anticipation at whatever storm had just entered the room.

Elide didn’t have to turn around to know who stood behind her. She could feel his dark presence wrapping around her body like a cloak.

“Elide,” Lorcan growled. His voice barely understandable.

“Not now Lorcan,” Elide said sharply. She was not about to have this conversation in front of Aelin’s Court.

“When? After you lock yourself in your room and refuse to see me?” Lorcan moved to stand in front of Elide. Blocking her path to the set of doors that would lead her to the guest rooms.

“Well at least that would give you plenty to take Essar back to your room then wouldn’t it?” Elide replied with a glare.

“Essar is here?” Rowan raised a brow at Aelin who shrugged one shoulder. They were expecting the fae female for some time now. Apparently Elide was never notified that Essar was a previous lover of Lorcan’s. Aelin almost pitied the male if it wasn’t for the fact that Elide’s statement made her question that pity.

“Essar and I are nothing,” Lorcan said. His long dark hair fell over his equally dark eyes. “There was never any love between us. Perhaps one-sided affection from her, but that quickly diminished.”

“Then explain to me exactly what I overheard in the market today,” Elide bit out. “In fact I’m sure other witnesses would wonder why my mate had agreed to meet some other woman in his room later!”

Aelin and the others blinked in surprise. Both that the Elide’s statement and her furious tone that would have brought lesser men quaking in their boots.

Except Lorcan was not just any man. He was a fae male hardened by centuries of gory battles. He simply narrowed his eyes at the shorter female fuming before him.

“Perhaps if you would listen then I can explain-”

“Oh this out to be good,” Lysandra murmured to Aedion.

Lorcan shot the female shifter a glare before returning his attention back to Elide. “I am not meeting Essar for…intimate relations.”

Elide rolled her eyes. “No need to act innocent with your words Lorcan. We both know your experience with woman,” she turned her head away to glare at the grey stonewalls covered in Terrasen banners. “I just thought you only devoted yourself to one woman at a time,” Elide finished despondently. Wondering if their bond as mates wasn’t a good enough reason for Lorcan. Or if Elide was lacking in some way.

Lorcan snarled. His canines showed clearly with his next words. “You’re right,” his words lashed out even though a part of his mind urged him to stop. Hellas reached to leash in Lorcan’s rage as he sensed Elide’s anger and self-doubt. But if Elide wanted brutal honesty then Lorcan would channel it with his words. “I’ve bedded too many women to count and only saw them for what they could offered inside a bedroom.”

“Then what’s stopping you now!” Elide choked back tears. “It’s not like you haven’t crushed my heart before so why stop now?”

Lorcan winced.  Elide bit her bottom lip. Wishing too late that she hadn’t brought up his betrayal that happened years ago on beach that still brought back horrid memories. Elide could still remember her tear’s falling to the sand as Aelin’s blood dripped down her back from whip lashings.

The throne room was silent. Aelin and the others stood watching what would happen next.

Lorcan went deathly still. His onyx eyes dulled in the memory that Elide dredged up from his past. A decision he made that he’s regretted each day since.

Elide watched Lorcan carefully. She saw the pain of his actions flicker in eyes like a glint of a blade. Opening a wound that hadn’t healed and probably never would.

Her hand clenched into a small fist. Shaking from her emotions that were suffocating her. A slight nudge, perhaps from Anneith or the bond she shared between Lorcan, made Elide slowly reach out. Her shaking fingers grazed his scarred dark hand intending to grasp it. To apologize for letting her anger and sadness get the better of her. By inflicting a barbed statement that cut him to the core.

Such a pathetic little girl. Vernon’s vile voice crept into her mind. You couldn’t save Kaltain nor could you stop your Queen from being whisked away by Maeve. And now your mate seeks the bed of another. You are worthless to them Elide-

“Don’t,” Lorcan’s command halted Elide’s thoughts with frightening severity. He had only said the words to seize the negative thoughts that plagued her mind. But Elide didn’t know that. She thought he didn’t want her touching him.

Her fingers fell from his. The loss of that brief warmth severed something inside Elide. She barely held back the hot tears threatening to stream down her face.

Lorcan wondered how this woman before him could utterly have him at her mercy in a single word. How those tears in her eyes could break him more than a hundred years worth of bloody battles.

He could feel her retreating. The bond confirming his suspicions as he felt a wall being drawn up between them. But he heard her thoughts clearly as if she had spoken them. Her bastard of an uncle tainting her mind with false whispers even though he had long since died by the hand of Lorcan’s merciless hatchet.

Elide’s breath hitched as she turned to leave him as tears finally fell.

“Don’t,” Lorcan repeated. His arm grabbed her elbow and he could tell the others in the room tensed.

She looked up at him with a harsh face with wet trails down her cheeks. “Take your hand off me.” The words were quiet, yet deafening in Lorcan’s ears.

He had always given her space when requested. Knew that there were boundaries not to be crossed. But this moment Lorcan broke that unspoken rule between them.

His mouth tightened as his hand gradually drifted down to take her hand – her fingers dwarfed in his.

“Do not think for one second,” Lorcan began. “That you are pathetic or worthless.”

Elide stilled. Her heartbeat fluttering rapidly in her chest like a hummingbird’s wings. She did not respond to Lorcan’s words.

Lorcan leaned down. His dark hair brushed against her as his forehead rested gently against hers.

“Elide Lochan, Lady of Perranth, you have faced monsters that even the strongest fae warriors would cower at,” Lorcan said. His breath mingling with Elide’s. “You’ve dedicated yourself to assisting your Queen and friends even at the risk of your own life countless of times. You were significant and vital to Terrasen’s growth after years of agony.”

Lorcan paused. Waiting until Elide looked up at him with tired eyes glimmering in hope. “You are invaluable. Precious. And I love you more than anything in this world or the next.”

Elide blinked. “But…Essar-”

“Is in the past like the other women who agreed for simple sex. Nothing more.” Lorcan said. “But Elide…you’re my salvation. A future I can only hope to prove each day that I’m worthy of you.”

“Then why is she coming to your room?” Elide’s free hand fisted into the fabric above her heart. Wishing to push back the pain that pounded with each beat 

“Because I have unfinished documents in my room that I need to give her, but someone,” Lorcan set a seething glare at Rowan. “Never signed his signature which is why Essar now has to come here since the signatures need to be conducted in a magically sealed room.”

“He is right,” Rowan interjected. “Since Lorcan and I are signing off on the treaties between Wendlyn cities and Terresan we figured it would be best to do so in an room without threat of intrusion or magic seeping in. We concluded that by using Lorcan’s room he could ward the room while Essar and I finished signing the last papers.”

“So Lorcan’s purpose in this treaty is for his magical shields?” Aedion pondered.

“We would have used the main room or even mine and Rowan’s room,” Aelin said. “But Lorcan balked at the idea saying that the room would probably smell of-”

“There is no need to say it!” Lorcan interrupted with a slight blush on his dark cheeks. “We know how often you and Rowan spend in that room. And we all know you are not just sleeping in there.”

 Aelin grinned with a teasing glint in her eye.

 “What’s wrong Lorcan. Surely you aren’t embarrassed to be in a room where Rowan and I spend hours fu-”

 “Aunt Aelin!” Evangeline bounded into the throne room with a stumbling maid trailing after her.

 “I’m sorry my Queen, but miss Evangeline insisted on seeing you and the others,” the maid gasped before Aelin dismissed her with a brief nod.

 Lorcan thanked the gods for Evangeline’s interruption. But the knowing look in Elide’s eyes made him sweat nervously.

 “So,” Elide whispered in his ear. “You hosted the treaty signings in your room because you didn’t want to be in a room where Aelin and Rowan had…intimate relations?” She added the last part with a wink.

 Lorcan groaned. “Can we please not bring this up again?”

 Elide laughed and the others in the room that heard her laugh knew that the misunderstanding between her and Lorcan had cleared up.

 “Perhaps, but only if you make it up to me,” Elide brushed a hand down Lorcan’s firm chest. His muscles twitched underneath her nimble fingers.

 “Elide,” Lorcan’s tone deepened. His eyes focused intently on the little smirk playing on Elide’s soft lips before she turned away and walked toward the others who were listening intently to what Evangeline was saying.

 Late that night, long after the citizens of Ornyth slumbered, two mates were still awake. Their limbs tangling in bed sheets. The female sighed as the male kissed her cheeks and moved down and further down until her sigh became his name gasped into the night. And it wouldn’t be the last. Her mate fully intended to spend most of the night seeing to the needs of the woman who he loved to fiercely and tenderly.

When morning light illuminated the sky. Lorcan and Elide lingered in bed. Perfectly content to pass the hours in the arms of each other with faint smiles on their lips.

Thoughts on chapter 876

Well, the Pudding saga continues…

Out of all the speculations I brought last time, the one that ended up being true was that Pudding is indeed trying to help them. The funny (or the weird) part is that she acted “evil” and “good” at the same time this chapter, as Oda probably thought it would be funny go with both, while he sees the fandom speculate each chapter about her true nature and motivations. *sigh*

Shipping bias aside, it’s really disappointing that a promising villain like Pudding became a joke like this. Her redemption was expected, like I said multiple times, but the way she quickly became this mess was really insulting for people who was expecting more from a female villain. Sanji’s compliment was something shallow, not really well thought and that’s basically the only thing that holds this infatuation. It reminds me of Sai x Baby 5, who are likely going to appear in the next cover pages. Nothing agaist this pairing, but the way Oda formed them was really shallow. I hope he has something better for one of the main characters like Sanji.

Back to the chapter, Pudding is apparently acting like a tsundere (trying to hide her feelings by acting like she hates Sanji). But the weird part is that a tsundere usually slips comments or hints that shows she does care about his/her crush, that contradicts with the usual harsh tone they have. However Pudding slips evil comments, which makes her look like a yandere. She doesn’t seem to control her mouth:

If I wasn’t really invested on Sanji and the Strawhats, I would find it funny. the appeal of her behavior is understandable and she indeed had some “cute” faces this chapter. But it’s annoying that Oda apparently is throwing everything evil she did under the carpet. It was frustrating that Sanji greeted her so cheerfully, after he witnessed how she shot his sister, trapped his friends and tried to kill him in the wedding even after he helped her. I think it’s not something well thought from Oda and makes Sanji look like he can forgive any evil as long as the woman is pretty.

The good part is that despite being okay with Pudding, Sanji didn’t seem much interested on her, despite knowing that she is totally into him:

Yeah, he flirted with her and complimented her, like he does with all the ladies, but he seemed pretty chill while riding on Rabyan with Chiffon. There will be more moments with them when they bake this cake (which looks like a stupid and anticlimactic ending, but let’s see if Sanji shines). Since Chiffon is there, I don’t think we’ll have romantic moments and Sanji is apparently not in the mood for that. Hopefully we are going to see some character development from Sanji, if he indeed rejects her in the end of this arc. That possibility increased for me after I saw him this chapter, and let’s face it, Pudding is showing that she is crazy and unstable, all the Strawhats including Sanji saw she is nuts:

Anyway, it’s not the first time a woman falls for Sanji in One Piece, there was Viola in Dressrosa and Cosette recently and nothing developed between Sanji and them. So, anyone claiming that Sanji and Pudding will become a thing should be careful, as Oda isn’t exactly drawing Pudding in a much favorable way for Sanji, despite the infatuation. She looks inoffensive now but we didn’t see how jealous she would be towards Nami and if she can become dangerous (no SaNa moments this chapter so that seems on purpose from Oda). We saw how Sanji was willing to be Nami’s servant and the recent times with him carrying and fawning over her. If Pudding decides that she must keep Sanji for herself and not give them to the Strawhats, Nami and the others will certainly oppose that. And we know how dangerous her devil fruit can be…

To finish, it’s a shame how Oda ridiculed Big Mom this arc. She is just a giant baby at this point. It was also really convenient that Big Mom could identify Chiffon and Pudding from that distance when many chapters ago she couldn’t identify Moscato and ended up killing him. Also, the Strawhats letting Sanji go with someone who said she wants to see them all dead and tricked all of them before, without complaining was ridiculous. And they know Sanji can’t fight a woman. They believing on Pudding so easily, even with Chiffon is stupid.

don’t be a fool (pt. 3)

Summary; Shawn and Y/N finally find time to try to make amends, but will the chances work out in their favor?



Once you felt the last of your tears disappear, you attempt to regroup yourself. It was very tempting to stay on the ground to bawl your eyes out because it was much easier to do nothing than to confront a problem.  All you wanted to do at the moment was lock yourself in the apartment and never go out, but you new that you had some relationships and friendships to stitch up before you could relax.

Its been itching you from the minute you saw Shawn in person again. You could either fight for you and Shawn to be together again, or you could choose to go apologize for kicking Cameron out and makeup with him instead. Neither would be easy, especially speaking how both boys were very close to you. It’d now be a matter of who you decide to stay with. That is, if both of them don’t already hate you.

You push away thoughts of your actions of the future, and focus specifically on what happened just now and the weeks leading up to it. You just confessed your feelings for Cameron, but was it wrong that your heart beat faster and felt more alive than ever when Shawn stepped through your doors? Was it wrong that his note in the bouquet of roses made you feel like the two of you never broke up? Was it wrong that it hurt more when Shawn left you, than when you kicked Cameron out? Was in terribly wrong that even though it felt like Shawn pushed you off a cliff, you were still trying to hang on because you didn’t quite want to give up on Shawn yet? 

It soon became very evident that you still had feelings for Shawn, but where did that put the emotions that you just spilled out to your roommate, Cameron, at? You were starting to question if you ever did actually like Cameron, and the guilt started to get to you. He did so much for you, but you played him. He told you as soon as news came out about Shawn with a new girl, and he always had open arms to your tears.

And you, all you did was throw him in the dirt. You used him as a rebound. You kicked him out, when all he wanted to do was help and shelter you from all of the hurt that you were feeling. It didn’t even hurt a bit when Cameron left, and you now knew why. You made a mental note to apologize to him later, but you only had your mind set on one thing for the time being.


As for Shawn, you didn’t really have a plan on how you were going to work things out with him, but it’d be worth a shot. There was obviously some very bad timing between the two of you, but most of it could be explained if you found him soon enough.

Where could he possibly be? You start brainstorming all of the places he could’ve possibly gone within a two hour period, and your mind took you to the park just a few blocks down from your apartment complex. To any passerby, the park would just seem like a dingy play area that no one even goes to anymore, but to you and Shawn, it’d be a spot to hang out and bond with each other. 

While dating, the two of you would go to the park during the midnight hours and would just talk about life, future plans for the relationship, and even about getting a pet together – everything and anything. It’d be something you and Shawn often did to unwind and to simply enjoy each other’s presence. Reminiscing in these past memories made your knees week and lips quiver, but you continued to force your feet to take you to the park.

You shove your hands in your pocket and take in your surroundings: busy street lights, fast cars, and signs of the many businesses lining the streets. The urban scene almost made the park seem out of place in all of the midst, but it added character to your small community.

As you arrived to the park, and scanned the perimeter in hopes of finding the silhouette of the six foot boy. Your shoulders sagged further down as you found no sign of him. Even after circling the edge of the park and kicking around the wood chips while doing so, the playground remained lifeless.

Nevertheless, you decided to take advantage of being at the park and took the ladder connected to the platform leading to the slides. On your way up, you almost screamed and fell off of the ladder as you found a very familiar body laying down, with his eyes closed. He had both of his hands latched onto each other, resting on his stomach, while his right foot was crossed over the left.

You scolded at yourself for not looking here in the first place. This was where you and Shawn often cuddled while at the park. Not only did the spot give the perfect view of everything surrounding the park, but it also let in the refreshing night breeze.

Contemplating your next move, you stared at the Canadian boy for a few seconds before coming to the conclusion that you were probably being very creepy. You collected the courage to say something. 

“Hey,” You instantly regretted saying that, realizing how stupid you just sounded.

Shawn didn’t make any movement for a second before opening one eye at you, and closing them again. He even went as far as scooting away from you. The whole action was silently done in less than ten seconds as he continued to obviously ignore you.

You became slight annoyed, but you pressed on. “It’s funny how you’re the one ignoring me, when I should be the one that’s mad.”

Those words got Shawn to open both of his eyes in a matter of seconds. He pushed himself upright and deadpanned to you. He opened his mouth, his eyes full of pure anger. “It’s funny you say that,” he mimics you, “Last time I checked, you were the one sucking off another guy’s face, when I thought we agreed to wait for each other.”

Fuming at this point, you quickly retorted. “You were the one that messed up everything first!” Shawn flinched at your harsh demeanor, but you continued. “Would you like to explain that girl you were with? You and her were practically all of the magazines and twitter for weeks.”

It felt like you were stabbing your own heart again when you brought up the gorgeous girl that was holding hands with Shawn on every magazine stand. She was everything you wanted to be, making you somewhat less comfortable in your own skin.

Something must’ve flickered in Shawn’s mind, because he suddenly seemed a lot less angry and intimidating as his manner softened. You waited for a response, but you got none. Using your hands to push yourself up, getting ready to leave, but you were abruptly pulled back down.

“I-I can explain,” Shawn murmured. 

“Well, I’m waiting,” You harshly spat. You had no idea where this new-found confidence was coming from, but you loved it. Spending this last few weeks being strong for yourself certainly gave you the edge in this conversation.

Taking a deep breath, Shawn began to tell you his side of the story. “It was my publicity team’s idea. I promise you I had no part or say in this. They thought it’d be a good idea to create a PR stunt to pr-promote the album and tour. I didn’t even know the girl until they brought her in and told me we’d have to act like we were dating. I-I was honestly so scared about the fake relationship thing, because I didn’t want to hurt my fans, but most of all, I didn’t wanna make it seem like I broke our promise and left you in the dust. You were on my mind 24/7, if I’m being honest. I didn’t know what to do though, that’s why I didn’t text you. I thought if I pushed myself away from you, it’d make it easier for you to get over me,” Shawn rambled.

“I wasn’t even able to tell my family that the whole relationship was a fake stunt, let alone you or my friends. I small part of me was telling me that maybe you still l-loved me, and that I could just explain everything to you and that we’d be able to mend everything back together after my tour,” He continued.

Your emotions were all over the place. So much for being strong. The walls that you thought had been built up in your time away from Shawn was slowly but surely cracking with every word that came out of his mouth. From the look of his eyes, Shawn seemed to be feeling the same. You weren’t sure if you wanted to hug Shawn and tell him that everything would be okay, or to slap him for thinking that he could do this to you and act like everything would be okay as soon as he came back. Fake or not, seeing Shawn and another girl together hurt you more than words could ever explain.

Shawn continued with his explanation as you sat in silence. “I know that we weren’t officially together while I was on tour, but I wouldn’t back stab you nor cheat on you, ever. You were in my mind every time I was with the PR stunt girl. Hell, I don’t even remember her name! I was obviously stupid to think that you wouldn’t move on after everything, but I get it. I told you this the day I left, and I’ll tell you again. I don’t deserve you, and you could find someone better. I was obviously right, and I understand if you don’t want to be with me. Cameron will treat you so much be-”

You were tired of all of the words coming out of Shawn face, so you kissed him, which quickly hushed him. He surprisingly returned the gesture instantly, and your fingers soon laced in his soft brown wavy curls. They say that when you’re kissing someone who you truly like, you can feel sparks, but this was a totally new feeling. It was like nostalgia, joy, and desperation all in one. You’ve been waiting for this moment so long, that your brain simply pushed away everything bad that has happened between you and Shawn in the last year. All you focused on was the boy in front of you who you haven’t seen in a whole year.

You finally had Shawn back in your arms, and even if it wouldn’t be easy, you wanted to forgive him. You wanted to talk through everything with him, and you wanted to find a way to make things work. There were obviously numerous misunderstandings between both of you, but you wanted to forget about them just as much as Shawn did.

Shawn grazed his hands across your waist, until they found a comfortable spot. Tears came down your cheeks, but this time, it wasn’t out of hurt. It’d been so long since you’ve felt sparks and love like this, and if it were up to you, you’d never want the passionate kiss to end. It finally hit you how much you truly missed Shawn, and you were glad he was back home for the time being.

Running out of air, you hesitantly pulled away and immediately hugged Shawn. “I missed you so much. I’m so sorry. I love you,” your words were muffled against Shawn’s broad chest.

“You don’t need to be sorry, Y/N. It was all my fault. I should’ve told you about the PR stunt anyways. Maybe we wouldn’t even be in this predicament if I told you earlier. Please forgive me, baby. I honestly don’t know what I’d do without you. I love you, so, so, so, much.” Shawn pecked you lips between every ‘so’.

“I forgive you Shawn,” you say while pulling him loser if that was even possible. It’d been so long since you’ve felt so say in someone’s arms. Of course you and Cameron shared moments like these, but never on such deep and intimate levels as this. In these very moments, you knew that all you ever wanted was Shawn. He could be separated from you for years, but no amount of distance and other guys could ever bring you to stop loving Shawn.

You don’t know how long you and Shawn stayed like this – tangled into each other, breathing in each other’s presence. You couldn’t fathom it, but something about this boy drove you insane and love crazy. He could ask you to do something so out of this world, but you’d do it anyways. As long as you could still call him yours at the end of the day.

“I missed you at the show,” Shawn broke the silence, referring to the concert he had in your hometown. The same very concert that you refunded your tickets for. You slightly blushed, but luckily the darkness hid your embarrassment.

Chuckling, you cleverly respond, “Why would I need to do that when you sing all the time in our apartment? Like a concert, but free,” You giggle.

Shawn returns the laugh, making you feel the vibrations from lying on his chest. “I love you, Y/N.”

“I love you too, Shawn. Don’t ever let go,” You plead.

“Could never imagine it, babe.” Shawn replies.

The two of you spent the rest of the night like that at the park – catching up with each other and exchanging “I love you’s” while staring out into the city lights. You lived for these type of moments, and you were glad to say that you were finally at home again. Finally with Shawn again. 

You might’ve looked like a fool for trying, but sometimes, the effort is worth the person you’re fighting for.

Hello!! The series is unfortunately over, but I hope you guys enjoyed the ending and the Don’t Be a Fool series as a whole! I know this post was on the shorter side, but I didn’t want to drag anything.

Let me know how I did, and feel free to message me or request prompts (if they are open) here!

p.s. make sure to like and/or reblog this post so the mendes army of tumblr can read this! 

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Garish Room #28 [2017 ver. member A to Z case of Aoi] part 1

- Actor (favorite actor / actress, own acting ability)

Aoi: If I name, for example, Satomi Ishihara, it will be a little strange, huh? *laughs* She is very pretty, and her acting is quite good. The Doramas with her are very interesting. Next, if we’re talking about actors… This year I first watched all the releases of the “Taiga” series.  [*Big River" is a long historical series, which shows NHK throughout the year. It has been broadcast since 1963]. Initially, I thought that I’d only watch the first three episodes, but it turned out to be so interesting that I was seized by this. In this regard, I believe that Kusakari Masao is the best among the actors.  He’s insanely cool.  I even thought that I want to become as magnanimous as he is.  What about my acting?  It’s no good. To be yourself and completely reincarnate in someone else is two huge differences. 

- Baby (do you often behave like a child)

Aoi: I often think about it. So honestly I can’t say “yes”. From time to time, I really want to intervene into someone’s conversation with emotional words like: “Eh? Why?” And this is very childish. * laughs * And I often think to myself “Oh, it’s so awkward.”  But there’s nothing to be done about it, because I have such a character.  I realized this already when I arrived in Tokyo. The people of Kanto region don’t understand my jokes at all. *laughs* Hmm, maybe nobody at home could understand me too. * laughs*  Sometimes, others say: “You are unbearable”, but in fact, even then the ambience around me is very pleasant.  But, even if they don’t fully understand these jokes, then parry with words like “Okay, okay, it’s alright” or “Hey man, what makes you so angry?”.

- Christmas (memories of christmas) 

Aoi:  Nothing special. Everything is too ordinary, and there is nothing to tell.

- Danger (it was dangerous!)

Aoi:  In early December, I was poisoned for the first time by oysters. Despite the fact that I really like oysters, I thought I would die. I heard that such a poisoning is terrible, but it was really terrible. At first I thought, “How can It fever from poisoning?”, but then I thought, “What if this is the moment of my death?”. *laughs*  Somehow I reconciled to this,  my body was weak, and I thought that this is how death comes. And, then, during the tour, I was struggling to think about life as much as possible. After all, they [* about Shinigami?] come unexpectedly, don’t they?

- Emergency (things you think you need to do now, as soon as possible) 

Aoi:  General cleaning. Anyway if I don’t clean the bathroom, I won’t be happy. If we talk about cleaning in the bathroom, it needs to be done throughout the year, so then you don’t need to polish it to shine. But even if I do this, I still have to clear the drains several times during the year. And if I do not do it at once, I will have to do this for a year, for my health. It’ll seem to me that everything bad is still in my body. So I must do this as soon as possible.  Therefore, by the end of the year (2016), my plans must be implemented. Probably I will do it right tomorrow. *laughs*

- Fashion (preferences in style)

Aoi:  No preference. The other day, I went out with a backpack from the collection of our goods. And since I never wore this backpack on my shoulders, so I put it to put on wild. When Ruki saw this, he only said, “This is wrong way”. So I looked like a Yankee who carried a backpack on elongated straps. * laughs * But in fact, I have no interest to such a fashion. *laughs *

- Ghibli (Ghibli’s favorite works)

Aoi:  I prefer the works of Pixar. Therefore … I can not single out anything *laughs* 

- Health (what do you pay special attention in the field of health)

Aoi:  Every day I drank up to two cans of beer. The first thirteen years in the group I was constantly slightly drunk, and because of this, I began to gain of weight. Therefore, now I don’t eat in the evenings and have reduced the volume of consumed alcohol. And I’m glad with the fact that I started taking care of my health. I stopped drinking and overeating.

- Immorality (about treasons, which became a hot topic in 2016) 

Aoi:  I do not think about people who think that it’s worth it. Apparently, they can afford such a way of life. Perhaps this is related to money. But … all this is not good, right?  But even on television, everyone does it.  And they do not limit themselves in anything.  If this is true, then I would prefer to watch only local news and reviews on seasonal food.

- Junk (unnecessary things at home)

Aoi:  Cables? *laughs*  After I stop using them, I don’t throw them away, so there are a lot of in the bag.  And although I don’t use them for anything anymore… I do not understand how I can take them and throw away.  They are all called “What kind of adapter is this?”.

- Kimi no Na Wa (the film “Your name”)

Aoi:  Of course I didn’t watch… Since the cross-promotion of soundtracks, with the help of active advertising and various advertising  cooperations, in all available ways they get such a hit. This how I can explain the growing popularity of this story.

- Love (the importance that love occupies in your life)

Aoi:  It takes about 2% of my entire life. What is called love is the need to share your time with someone else, right? I love only one person. [* himself? LOL]

translated from japanese to russian by shimizu_ran.vk for the_gazette_quotes.vk

translated from russian to english by me

as always thx for reading and sorry for mistakes ^^

EXO (OT12): Reaction to Meeting Your Ex at Some Sort of Function

The long-awaited family reunion where you could finally introduce your boyfriend to your extended family had come. It was being held at a local amusement park that everyone enjoyed going to. What you didn’t expect was to bump into the boy who broke your heart during college. It was a hard breakup, and Min knew all the details. As you were walking around you heard someone call your name. You turned around to see him smiling at you. You awkwardly introduced him to Minseok. Min placed an arm around you and pulled you closer, “I know all about how you left Y/N because you weren’t ready to grow up yet. Well I would like to thank you for the chance to meet the love of my life. Goodbye now.” You would let Minseok lead you away and reward him with a sweet kiss.

Your younger sibling was graduating high school. Since you and Luhan had been dating for a few years and he had spent time with your family on many occasions he was invited to the ceremony as well. However, a bit of a problem arose when your ex-boyfriend whose younger brother was in the same graduating class as your sibling, sat next to you. Luhan knew how serious you two were and when he recognized the face from old photographs he placed a protective arm around you. Your ex kept trying to coax you into conversations while waiting for the ceremony to start. Lu could tell that you were uncomfortable and was honestly sick of hearing your ex yapping. “Hey,” he said in a respectful yet authoritative voice, “maybe you should go find another seat. Y/N isn’t interested in whatever it is that you are trying to do.” As your ex quietly said his goodbyes and found another seat you looked over at your boyfriend. “Thanks babe, sorry about him.” He looked at you with an adoring gaze. “I just wanted to make you feel better Baobei, this is a special day, and he was ruining it.” You gave him a quick peck on the cheek and he pulled you closer so you could lean on his shoulder.

Kris (Yifan):
After spending a day with your family, you wanted to take your boyfriend to your favorite restaurant in your hometown. You two were enjoying a romantic dinner when you were suddenly interrupted by your ex-boyfriend who came over to greet you. You were talking to Kris when suddenly his facial expression changed. You turned around to see your ex walking towards your table, “Y/N, it has been so long!” You awkwardly stood and were met with your ex’s arms pulling you into a hug. You had told Kris how you honestly never wanted to see this man again, so he decided that something had to be done. After your ex released you Kris was standing beside you and placed an arm around you. “Hello, I am Kris. I am Y/N’s boyfriend. I suggest you leave us alone and let us enjoy our dinner in peace.” Your ex was shocked, he just turned and walked away without another word. “Are you okay?” Kris asked as he walked you back to your seat. “I am, thank you for saving me.” He sat down and took your hands in his across the table, “of course Baobei.”

When you heard that your best friend was getting married you could not wait to be her maid of honor. However, the best man just happened to you be your ex-boyfriend whom you shared quite a history with. Just knowing that you would have to walk down the aisle with him made you unnerved. Junmyeon had been as supportive as possible, telling you that he would make sure that you were alright. While you were getting ready for the ceremony Jun came to give you a kiss before he took his seat. When he saw your ex in the waiting room he was sure to inform him that you were his girl and that he would not condone any acts on his part that would make you uncomfortable. “Y/N is here to make this day as perfect as possible for her best friend, I suggest you do the same.”

What is a trip back home without meeting up with your friends? You decided to introduce Yixing to everyone by inviting them to go bowling with you. But when everyone showed up, there was an unexpected guest. Someone thought it would be a good idea to invite your ex. Yixing being a nonaggressive person tried to be friendly to him. He knew how much this guy made you hurt inside and it was killing him to be kind. When your ex brought up the fact that he missed you Yixing felt the need to step in. “If you cared about her you would not have hurt her like you did, you don’t have any right to miss her, she is happy now.” You couldn’t help but give Yixing a wide smile, “Yes I am,” you said as you happily wrapped your arms around him.

When you decided to bring Baek home for the week to meet everyone you also thought it would be a cute idea to have him watch one of your youngest sibling’s sporting events with the family. Everyone was setting out their blankets to sit on the side of the soccer field since it was an under 18 league that didn’t have stadium seating such as bleachers. As you were getting settled down with Beak’s arm around your shoulder and yours around his back you noticed that the coach of one of the teams was your ex. You knew that he had not moved out of the area and that he enjoyed soccer but you didn’t expect him to be a coach, let alone for your sibling’s team. You gave a questioning look at your mother who in return said “I didn’t want it to be an issue, so I just withheld the information from you.” When Baek asked what was going on you responded with “my ex, he just happens to be the coach of Y/S/N’s team.” He gave you a concerned glance, “Are you okay?” What your parents didn’t know but what Baekhyun did is that your relationship didn’t just end because you weren’t getting along, it ended because your ex was threatening to harm you. He never did, but you were not going to risk it. “You are here, so of course I am fine,” you gave him a reassuring smile. When the game was over and your ex finally came over to see you Baekhyun didn’t even give him the chance. “Hello, I’m Baekhyun, Y/N’s boyfriend. I know everything, and if you think I am going to let you near her then you have the wrong idea.” Baek took your hand in his, “good game by the way,” then he led you away without your ex getting a word in. When you got back to the car you couldn’t help but kiss him. “I’ll always protect you Jagiya,” he said softly as he wrapped his arms around you.

The festivals that took place in your home town every year were very exciting. You always wanted to take Dae to one and now you finally were. As you were walking hand in hand around the fairgrounds you noticed one of your old friends from high school and walked over to say hello. You chatted with your friend and introduced her to Jongdae which lasted for about ten minutes before someone else joined your group. Your ex-boyfriend walked over and placed his arm around your friend’s shoulder. “Hey Y/N funny seeing you here.” When he introduced himself to Dae you suddenly felt Dae’s grip on your hand become tighter. Of course, Jongdae would recognize the name from you telling him about your previous relationship. You and your ex were basically engaged when he decided that he was bored and left you heartbroken. You were struggling for a few years until you met Dae who always seemed to know how to make everything better in an instant. He probably knew the emotions that you were going through and trying to hold back on the inside. So, when your ex decided to start talking about how he and your friend had been dating for a few years Dae stepped in to try to end the conversation. “We really wanted to watch the sunset on the Ferris wheel, I’m sorry but it seems like we will need to get going.” You all went your separate ways and when you were walking to the ride, you gave Dae a kiss on the cheek, “Kim Jongdae, you always know what to do.” He smiled at you and started swinging your intertwined hands back and forth as you continued to make your way to the Ferris wheel.  

You thought it would be nice to take Chanyeol to the ski resort that you visited with your family as a child. The trip was super romantic and Yeol loved snowboarding so that was a plus. After waking up and getting ready in your private lodge, you set out to hit the slopes. As you and Chanyeol were waiting for the lift, you noticed a familiar person in line in front of you. “Yeol, I am going to be honest, my ex is in line in front of us.” Yeol made one of his surprised expressions, “You mean the one who cheated on you?” You looked up at your giant boyfriend with a soft expression, “yes, if he notices me please try to let it go.” Yeol just nodded silently and pulled you closer to him, it was a bit of an awkward maneuver though since he offered to carry both of your snowboards. When your ex turned to talk to someone behind him he seemed to have noticed you and called out your name. You tried to act like you didn’t hear him but then he walked back to greet you. “Hey Y/N, long time no see.” You kindly returned the greeting and introduced Chanyeol to him. When your ex mentioned meeting up later, Yeol had to say something. “You gave up your chance with her before, so please don’t try to make things better. She is my girl now.” Your ex apologized and went back to meet up with his group. You giggled at Yeol after he left, “that was super-hot babe, thanks for standing up for me.” Yeol looked over at you with a cute grin.

You had come back home to celebrate your parent’s 26th wedding anniversary. Kyungsoo had been wanting to meet your parents for the longest time and now he could. He had prepared for everything, everything except for your ex going to the party and trying to get you back. When you were dancing with Soo, your ex came up behind and asked to steal you for a dance. Kyungsoo recognized him from your college photos and immediately turned from the soft person he usually was with you to the scary one that you would not want to mess with. “Of course not! How could you come to her parent’s anniversary and do this?” As your ex became annoyed with Soo and tried grabbing your wrist you knew that Soo would not be able to stay so calm. “I suggest you take your hands off the love of my life and leave this party, you are only causing a disturbance.” Kyungsoo pulled you back into his arms and your ex made an outburst of not very friendly words as some of your relatives helped usher him outside. You turned to Soo and gave him a kiss. “I love you too,” you said as you pulled away and returned his smirk with a smile of your own.

When your brother said that he would like to have Tao in the wedding party so that you could walk down the aisle with him you were beyond ecstatic. You and Tao had flown into town a few days early so that he could the proper adjustments to his suit, you had sent in his measurements but this fashionista had to look perfect. When you both walked into the tailors to meet up with your brother and the rest of his groomsmen you were surprised to see your brother talking to your ex. Of all the times in the world, your ex was also being tailored for his friend’s wedding. You introduced Tao to your ex and Tao couldn’t help but be a bit jealous that your brother was still friends with him. Your ex and you didn’t end on bad terms, it is just that you both agreed that you didn’t fit each other. Tao knew that so he was friendly to him. However, you did enjoy watching Tao try to impress your brother and his groomsmen and one up your ex. “Baobei, don’t I look amazing in this suit.” You giggled at him, “of course you do. Super sexy.” He flashed one of his adorable grins and gave you a wink.

Since Jongin had spent almost every Christmas with his family and you had been living away from home for several years, he decided to fly you both out to spend Christmas with your parents. When you were there, your family thought it would be nice to go out and see a movie one day. As you were in line talking with Jongin and your parents someone called out your name. You turned around while still holding onto Nini as you saw the face of your ex-boyfriend. You didn’t want to talk to him but you did not want to be rude. You introduced him to Jongin and he said hello to your parents. Jongin was being very civil even though he knew exactly who this person was and had been to you. When you were waiting in line however, Jongin made sure to let your ex know that you were his now. He kept giving you adoring glances and placed his arm around your back. When your ex finally left to go watch another movie you could tell that Jongin was happy. “Jealous, are we?” He giggled at you, “maybe a little.” You pulled him close and hugged him, “that is okay, you are cute when you are jealous. Don’t worry though, you are the only one I want.” Returning the hug, he smiled widely at you, “that is what I like to hear.” Your parents then fawned over how cute you two were with each other.

As a surprise, Sehun bought concert tickets for your sister, you, and him to all spend some time together. It was a group that you and your sister had loved for ages and Sehun just wanted to see you dance and sing because he found it to be the cutest thing in the world. When you were all waiting in line the person in front of you glanced back and seemed to recognize someone. You thought that they might recognize Sehun and were prepared to warn him. But when the person turned to someone in the group with them and pointed you out, you saw that the person they were informing was your ex. Your ex made his way back to say hello to you and your sister, seeming to not notice Sehun at all. That was until Sehun was sick of your ex trying to make conversation with you and spoke up. He placed an arm around you and introduced himself. “I’m Sehun, you seem to have an interest in my girlfriend. I would love it if you went back and joined your friends.” Your sister who seemed to never like your ex couldn’t help but giggle when a look of shock crossed your ex’s face. When he did end up listening to Sehun and moved back to his friends you looked at your boyfriend and joined in on the giggling. “Oh Sehun, I’m honestly surprised it took you that long to send him away.” You gave him a little nudge but then he pulled you close and gave you a quick kiss. “Ewe,” your sister remarked, “could we keep that to a minimum if I am in the same vicinity as you both.” You and Sehun smiled and let out small chuckles.

This was a request. I hope you guys like it. :)


Summary: Bucky knows he needs to get over his fear of trains, yet he has been unable to step foot inside a metro car. When a teenage girl needs his help at a metro station, will he be able to get over his fear in order to save her in time?

Characters: Bucky Barnes, Reader, OFCs

Warnings: cat calling, mentions of rape, cursing

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Bucky sighed as he watched yet another metro car roll past him. He had no idea how long he had been standing on the platform, but it was long enough for him to wave seventeen metros away.

Bucky hadn’t been on a train since The Incident more than seventy years ago. Trains had certainly changed since then. Now they were underground, on the ground, and even above ground. The traffic in New York City was absolutely horrific on a good day, so he knew the easiest way to travel was by metro.

But he was afraid.

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Important Lessons (Ch 4)

Your dose of my Saizo x MC college au has come ‘round again. I am so so sorry for the delay, I meant to have this done earlier in the week but I have had a combination of educational obligations and a really bad cold (springtime treats me so badly) But lo! it has come, it is here. 

Ch. 1, 2, 3, 4

“Oichi. I have a problem” Your voice was muffled from the pillow you were laying face down on, as you were doing your best to avoid having to look in her direction. Rarely did you ever go to her for advice, usually she readily gave it to you before you realized you needed it…but this time was different.

Everything about this situation was different.

You heard her snort, as she reached over to pat your head, and you were sure she was giving you the ‘look’. 

The Oda family’s famous stare, equal parts withering and amused. The look had the ability to lead to smile and ice-cold stare at the drop of a pin.

It was deadly.

“And what can the great lady Oichi help you with today?” you heard her fall onto the mattress beside you and you were reminded how you ended up in this predicament.

You had just been laying on her bed really and truly minding your own business, watching her do school work, when the thought had hit you. The thought you did not want to have.

Of course, what had actually gotten you into this predicament was one old and fancy desk, at your university and a certain silver-haired fox of a man.

“I think I’m in love.” There it was. “With a guy…I…uh, I.just met?” Not all the way true, but it got your point across. Your great dilemma. The idea that had kept you up for the last two nights was finally out in the open. “The guy, well, you know who I am talking about.”

“Do I?” Her voice was calm, even, like she was sizing you up.

“Of course, the one that I have been seeing” a beat passed “Sort of”

“Oh, your secret lover.” Her tone was laced with sarcasm, and you had a feeling her stare was more mocking than kind. “Right, the one you refuse to tell me anything about.”

“Yes, him.”

A moment, complete silence.Were either of you breathing?

“Have you been taking your birth control?” she finally responded, making you shoot up, glaring at her.

“Of course!”

“Are you pregnant?” She reached out, pressing the flat of her palm against your stomach.

“What? No, of course not.” you wiggled away from her, moving to the end of the bed. “What the hell? That has nothing to do with what we were talking about.”

“Of course it does.”

“I could love someone and not be pregnant.”

“That’s not the point.”

“Then what is the point?”

“Well if you aren’t pregnant, and you aren’t planning on getting pregnant. Then I can tell you how I really feel about this situation.” Oichi idly moved her fingers through her hair, weaving a braid as she talked.


“Say it.”

“I’m not pregnant, I’m not planning on getting pregnant.” 


“How do you feel, Oichi?” You didn’t even let her word rest, jumping into the heart of the matter.

“You’re not in love” She waved a hand in front of your face. “Don’t be an idiot. “ Her voice was firm. “Whatever this guy has said to make you act this way, it’s not true.” There it was, no holding back on her part. You stared at her, shock flickering on your face.


“Oh come on, seriously? I thought we were smart enough to understand that most guys don’t mean anything they say or do. So whatever he said, don’t go rushing into a situation where you’re going to get hurt.”

“Wait- No Oichi.” You shook your head. “He hasn’t been…leading me on or anything. I’m the problem here. He pretty accurately defined the terms of our relationship.” Oichi groaned.

“Oh jeez.” She looked at you for a long moment. “Why did you allow yourself to become a permanent booty call to a boy that isn’t even good enough to bring home to me.”

“Because…because he is super hot.” You let the words tumble through your mouth, trying your best to cover any hint of what was actually going on.

“Are you serious?”

“And smart, and…and…I don’t know okay! There is just something about him.” You rolled over, resting your head in her waiting lap, finding comfort in her hands playing with your hair. “I can’t help myself.” It was true. There were many more reasons you felt that pull to him, from his acerbic humor to the way he looked at you. You were addicted.

“You know this is only going to hurt you in the end, if what you are saying…if that is really how he feels, and he doesn’t want a relationship, you’re going to get hurt.”

“I..I know that, Oichi.”

“You’re very sad.” She nodded to herself as she said it and you found that you couldn’t disagree.

“I know”

“So what do I owe the honor of this less than clandestine meeting?” You sat across from Saizo, ah wait no you meant Professor Kirigakure, resplendent in his environment, and looking at you with a mixture of interest and expectation.

You pulled out your phone, sliding it over the desk and to him.

“Professor Kirigakure, I just want a moment of your time to ask you a few questions about this.” You shot him a pointed look, watching him glance at your phone.

“Ah.” He raised an eyebrow. “These are your grades?”

“My grades for your class, to be more specific.” You clarified, gesturing at the phone. “More specifically my mid-term grade.”

“Yes?” He looked up, and for a moment your breath caught as the light of midday hit his eyes, turning them a blazing crimson.

“Y-You um, “ You had completely spaced out. Damn him and his eyes “You gave me an 89.4”

“This is true.”

“Which means it can’t be rounded up to an A”

“That is unfortunate, little lady, but I’m not sure what you expect me to do about it.” His statement made you frown and you placed your hands on your hips in response. He really couldn’t be serious.

“Professor, I think I showed enough improvement to at least get a 90.”

“What I am hearing is that we want an A, hm?” He was smirking, that trademark look on his face making you flush. “I thought I told you that I wasn’t going to give you any special favors.”

“It’s not a favor, I think I did well enough to deserve an A!” You huffed, crossing your legs and leaning forward in the chair. “ I know I improved.” You rested your hands on his desk, just inches from his own, trying your best to appear intimidating.

“You did.” He nodded. “Which is why you have a high B instead of a low C, little lady.” A blush began to climb up your neck. He….he did have a point, but still, still you had to get an A in that class.

You had gone an entirety of a collegiate career without making less than an A. It was a matter of honor. He wasn’t going to dishonor you academically, that was for sure. “You can still make an A, if you keep up your streak of good work.” He continued as if he had heard your thoughts.

You hated how he could do that.

Still you could only look at him, a pout emblazoned on your face.  He sighed, pressing a hand to his temple.

“You still have room for improvement, and you can be there for the final.” You nodded at his words, your eyes narrowed.

“Fine, professor.”

“Come now.” He sighed. “Where exactly do you plan to get with me, acting like that.” He grabbed your wrist, tugging your body over the desk.“I’ll help you, like I have been, if that is what you are concerned about.” His lips brushed against your cheek, and you felt his teeth graze your skin. It made you shiver.

“Saizo.” You sighed, the desk digging into your thighs uncomfortably. “It’s just my GPA.” You would have pulled away from him, really you would have, but he was looking at you with those eyes, and as he leaned back he pulled you with him, making you perch yourself on his desk.

Okay, maybe you wouldn’t have actually pulled away from him.

“Hush.” he leaned up, pressing his lips against yours,continuing to push you into a kneeling position as he stood, his hands tangling in your hair. You allowed him to snake his tongue into your mouth as you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. His hands dropped from your hair down to the desk, effectively trapping you against him.

Jeez he was just so good at distracting you.

When he broke the kiss and went to pull away from you, you couldn’t help but grab the front of his dress shirt, holding him in place.

“Insatiable, are we?”

“Maybe.” You drawled your lips hovering over his. “But do you blame me?” His lips met yours again, this time slower, this time deeper.

“You’re really just a little bit dumb, aren’t you?” He gazed at you with a softness that make your heart ache.

Maybe you were just a little bit dumb.

A comfortable pattern emerged, and weeks seemed to fly by, filled with clandestine kisses and secluded meetings. Graduation was well within your grasp, and finals, although not quite yet looming, were just around the corner.

Perhaps the added danger only made the thrill in your heart grow stronger.

Still there was a barrier, you got no closer to the secrets of his soul, and he still wouldn’t let you into his room. Something, that oddly enough, was beginning to bother you.

After all, what could he be keeping in his bedroom? A wife? A dead body, perhaps? The last girl who chose to go snooping where she wasn’t allowed?

More importantly, he wouldn’t let you touch…him. Well at least, a certain part of him, It was strange, and more than a little unsettling.

You had met exactly zero guys in your life that didn’t want you to touch their dick.

Make that one, since you now had Saizo on your hands.

You were beginning to wonder about just how deep seeded his control issues were.

Still you found yourself on his couch on a friday night, lying comfortably against his chest, his hand in your hair.

Comfortable and safe.

Before you could think to express that thought aloud, the phone rang. Saizo answered, still holding you to him with his free hand, his tone obviously bored.

“To what do I owe the honor, little Lord Yukimura?”

It was quiet enough for you to hear the flustered voice of said boy, currently explaining his situation to Saizo.

“How- How do I talk to girls?” He asked, your eyes widened as you tried to stifle a giggle, glancing up to see Saizo rolling his eyes.

How cute.

“Is he serious?” You mouthed to Saizo, who only nodded, looking every inch like this was a conversation they had often.

“Yukimura,I believe the easiest way to do that is to open your mouth and hope sound comes out.”

Silence over the phone.

“That…That isn’t what I meant.” You almost couldn’t believe it. That very beautiful guy from the bar was so…so adorably shy.

“Well that did you mean? We have to use our words, don’t we?”

“I want- I want to ask this girl out!”

“Oh you have a crush?” Yukimura groaned on the other end of the phone and you let out a laugh you couldn’t stifle. Saizo’s hand was pressed against your mouth almost instantaneously, even as he set the phone on the couch’s armrest. You looked at him in confusion, but he said nothing to you, only replying to Yukimura. “Is that a yes? Or are you trying to take notes for the future?”

“Y-yes! I wouldn’t just ask a girl out for no reason.” Oh, he had put the phone on speaker. You felt his body shift, and before you recognized it you were under him, your body pushed against the cushions. You stared up at him, your eyes widening as his free hand traced your skin and he leaned over you murmur in your ear.

“Loud little ladies like you must be punished.” Your gasp was muffled, but noted, even as his hand dipped under your shorts. You wriggled against him. What was he doing?

“Ah” He licked the shell of your ear, making you shiver. “If you’re loud, he’ll hear you, won’t he? Is that what you want?” His voice was quiet, but then he spoke up.

“Of course you do, Yukimura. Now you need to tell her.” As Saizo talked his free hand stroked your clit, making you writhe against him. He was…so cruel! You bucked your hips against his hand, your fingers digging into the couch.

It was brutal to try and be quiet. He had to know, the way he was teasing you.

“Your question is how do you tell her?”

“Yes, what do I need to do? Do I need to buy her flowers? How do I do this?”

What an interesting picture, Yukimura had never asked a girl out, ever? Your thoughts were clouded, as you bit down on your lip. How odd to have Saizo as such a close friend, Saizo who literally was getting you off while on the phone with him. You reached down, unbuttoning your shorts, wriggling them off of your hips, allowing him more freedom of movement.

“Not always, just do what comes natural. The actions between a man and a woman should be organic.” Saizo punctuated his movements by moving two fingers into you, crooking his fingers. An involuntary judder of movement took you over as your body twitched in anxious pleasure.

He just needed to…to hurry up.

As though hearing your thoughts, he did the opposite, setting a languid pace with his fingers, making you want to grown in frustration, not unlike yukimura.

“E-Eh, natural, organic? I mean,  I guess we could go to a restaurant?”

“Not that kind of organic, not orgasmic either.” Saizo’s teasing tone made Yukimura stutter on the other end of the line.

You arched your body, trying to speed up his movements by quickening your own. Still he wouldn’t give you the relief you needed.

You moved one of your hands down. If Saizo wasn’t going to take care of you, you were perfectly capable of doing it yourself.

Just as you reached your underwear, the hand on your mouth was gone, clutching at your wrist instead. He looked at you, a wicked gleam in his eyes.

“Hey, Saizo. I need you to be serious. This girl, I mean, she is really something.”

“Just ask her on a date, that is the only advice I can give.” Saizo turned his voice to you next. “I would have thought you’d have better manners. If you make a sound. I’ll stop, how’s that sound little lady? You’ll get off so long as you’re quiet.”

You nodded, biting back a whimper at the look he was giving you.

“What was that Saizo? Did you say something?”

“Oh nothing, nothing. Just ask the girl out. Surely she can’t be that terrifying.” His pace picked up, adjusting his hand so that his palm brushed your clit every time he moved.

“She’s out of my league.”  the weight of his body was making your legs tingle, at least that is what you thought, your own hand was clamped over your mouth as your eyes fluttered shut. You. had. To. be. Quiet.

“How so little Lord?” How did he sound so bored?

“I…That isn’t important.”

“Just one of you remember to use protection. That is the only advice that counts”

“We aren’t going to!- I’m just going to take her to the movies, okay?”

“Great, tell her that.”  Your body jerked at the movement he made, and you tasted the iron of blood on your tongue.

Still if you could just make it a little further, a little more.

“Is that seriously all the advice you have to give?” Saizo sighs, as though he almost can’t believe he has to have this conversation.

“Yukimura, really. You are fully capable of what you are trying to do. I don’t see how you expect me to help.”

“You wrote a book about this…this stuff!”

“Oh is that what my book was about?” Saizo chuckled, “You might want to read it again, dear.”

They were still talking.

But really what they were saying slipped away from you, soundless moans threatening to break, to make you fail.

How much time had slipped through your fingers? You were wound up so tight, all you needed, you needed-

“Saizo, please!” Finally, you gasped his name, breaking the rules, but it worked, releasing the tension of your body and hurtling you over the precipice.

“W-Was that a woman?” Yukimura’s voice cut through your panting, Saizo leaned over you grabbing the phone with his free hand.

“Oh dear, little Lord, it seems I have to go.” And he hung up. All the while he slowed the pace of his hand, removing himself from you, leaving you panting and watching him.  “What should I do with you?” That was addressed at you. “I wanted to punish you, but the expressions you made were worth it.” His hand brushed at the gathered water at the corners of your eyes.

“I-…I think you punished me enough.”

“You can’t be serious.” You stared wide-eyed at Oichi. “You’re not going on a date with Sanada Yukimura.

“I am.” Oichi stood at the door, and she looked absolutely stunning,  as usual.

“Are you trying to give him a heart attack, looking like that?” You snorted.

“What are you saying I look bad?” She crossed her arms, glaring at you.

“No, no, the opposite, you look almost perfect, Oichi. He’s going to have a breakdown, this is your first date!”

“Right, so I am dressed to impress. I’d like a second date, too, you know?”

“Er, well. Okay. I mean, you’re very pretty, he’s just-” You trailed off, realizing you wouldn’t be able to explain to her what you knew or how you knew it.

“What, do you have some sort of inside information on him?”

“Uh, no, of course not.” You froze, blinking at her. “But really, you are stunning.”

“Duh.” she turned on her heels. “Don’t wait up on me, okay?”

Poor Yukimura was in for it wasn’t he.

“Calling my phone is an odd move, little lady.” Saizo’s amused voice cut through the speaker. “I wasn’t expecting it.”

“I was just calling because I found out who your little lord Yukimura is going on his date with.” You continued unabashedly, wanting to be the first to tell him the development.

“Oh, you were able to pay that much attention to the conversation, I obviously should have been working harder.” You couldn’t help the blush on your cheeks. Why was he so cheeky?

“M-Maybe you should have.” You settled on a bitten back reply. He laughed then, a sort of sound that made butterflies bloom like flowers in your stomach.

“You say that now, but I seem to remember you weren’t saying much then. “ His voice was like a purr in your ear.

“Because I wasn’t allowed to speak.”

“Oh so if we did it again, would you have something to say?” He got you there and you frowned in unconscious response. “Don’t make that face.”

“W-What, how’d you know I was making a face?”

“The same way I know that he’s on a date with your flighty roommate.”

“Did Yukimura tell you?” Their previous phone call had ended without it, but that didn’t mean that he hadn’t called him back, although you felt like Yukimura was trying to keep this date a secret.

“No, he didn’t, in fact I didn’t really know either of those things, until just now, when you confirmed both, little lady.” You let out a sigh.

He was such a capricious man. 

“Saizo, you need a hobby, so you don’t tease me so much.”

“Teasing you is my hobby.”

“Your date was good?” You looked  Oichi over, not a hair out of place, and back by 10 pm. You smiled, your impression of Yukimura had not been wrong.

“Ah, um, yeah.” She smiled at you, a genuine grin. “We have another date scheduled for Friday actually.”

“Oh that is great!” You hugged her. “He seems nice.”

“Yeah, he wants us to eat dinner with one of his friends, actually.” She pulled away, holding you at arm’s length. “I was wondering if you’d like to come.”

“What?” You cocked your head to the side. “Like a double date?” You were not going to say yes, no way.

“No, not like a double date, he’s just got a friend coming, and I don’t want to be left out.”

“What kind of person brings a 3rd to a date when he isn’t planning on getting freaky?” 

“Please just say yes.” Oichi grabbed your hands, looking you in your eyes. No, not her puppy-dog eyes. You couldn’t say no.She really was dangerous.

“F-Fine, Oichi. I’ll go.” She smirked in victory.

“Thank goodness, I wasn’t about to sit with Yukimura and professor Kirigakure all night long by myself!”

“W-What did you just say Oichi!? Who??”

She had already walked off.

Oh shit.

What had you gotten yourself into?

Tagging: @jemchew @lexiiferr @frywen-babbles @tearscrime @nairil-daeris @honeybeelily @han-pan  As always, feel free to tag whoever (I mean to tag more people, but tumblr is being uncooperative) I hope y’all like this, and I hope you can smell the development of plot in the air. 

My Affection

Originally posted by jennifrjareau

Pairing: Kelly Severide x Reader

Requested: @hanachappell

Summary: You are teacher who is taking their class around Firehouse 51. The whole time you husband, Kelly, distracts you.

GIF Not Mine

“Okay, guys, remember that this is a working firehouse. You need to be on your best behaviour today.” You addressed your class. Today you were visiting firehouse 51 to show your students around and give them the option to become a firefighter or a paramedic when they leave school.

You were greeted by Chief Boden, Matt, and your husband Kelly. They were giving a talk about what it is they do and some other stuff. You, however, weren’t paying much attention as all you could think about was a good Kelly looked in his uniform. Your thoughts were interrupted by your fellow teacher nudging you to let you know that they were moving on to the next part of the tour. “Where were you just now?” They asked.

“What do you mean?” You replied, trying to act as if you weren’t staring at Kelly.

“Oh my god, Y/N!” They gasped. “You were totally imagining your husband, if you know what I mean.” They nudged you and winked. You rolled your eyes and started laughing with her. “You know what? I’d do the same thing if my husband was as nearly as hot as yours.” You were used to your husband being the topic of conversation with your fellow teachers. They were constantly saying how lucky you were and how if they were you they would never stop having sex. Most times you rolled your eyes, other times you would just blush and shrink down in your seat.

The tour carried on with you trailing behind the group when Kelly came up behind you and gave you a bear hug. “Hey, beautiful.” He said, kissing your cheek.

“Stop it.” You giggled, trying to get out of his grip.

“What? I’m not doing anything… yet.”

“I’m working. I need to be professional. Besides I’m meant to be setting a good example and I can’t do that when you’re distracting me.”

“You were the one who was staring at me throughout the talk.” Kelly replied pulling you in to his embrace. You looked away biting your lip knowing that if you looked at him you’d crumble under his loving gaze. Which is exactly what happened. You looked up at him, standing on your tippy toes you kissed him in which he pulled you in a kissed you more passionately until you were interrupted by one of your students saying.

“Ew, gross Mrs Severide. Get a room.” You and Kelly pulled away from each other and laughed. Blush crept on your face. You thought that you and Kelly were the only ones in the hallway but at some point one of your students must have come back to look for you.

“What do you want Evan?” You asked.

“Miss Peters is wondering where you went but I could tell her you are busy if you want some alone time.” He laughed.

“No, no. I’m coming.” And with that you left your husband in the middle of the hallway to join the tour again.

Throughout the rest of the tour Kelly would come up and stand beside you putting his arm around you, sneakily giving you kisses, and holding your hand. You didn’t mind though because this is his way of showing he loved you. Even though he was doing it in front of your students and coworkers to annoy you, you secretly loved it and hoped it wouldn’t stop but the bell rang and your husband had to go and save the day promising to carry this on later after his shift which you didn’t mind at all.

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Here To Help - Spencer Reid

Part 1

Spencer x Reader

Summary: A case hits home for a member of the BAU team and none of the others know why or how to help.

Reaching out you took the coffee that the woman had made up for you. ‘Thank you’ You smiled at her and she nodded. Spencer groaned from beside you. ‘Why do they always have yours finished first’ You giggled and reached out patting his shoulder. ‘They like me better’ He just rolled his eyes at you but smiled after when you began to laugh. 

This was a morning routine for you and Spencer, you would both meet up at this little coffee shop which was about a five minute walk from your house to get your morning coffee and you and him would take the train to work together. The team of course knew something was up between you two, whatever it was it was something more than the friendship you two portrayed. You certainly felt something for the genius, but it was forbidden between co-workers.

You watched Spencer as his order was called out and he made his way to the counter to pick it up. A smile played on your lips as you watched him interact awkwardly with the woman who reached out and touched his arm with a smile. Spencer was smart enough to know she was flirting, just not as well versed with people to know how to say no, even though you had told him almost twenty times.

He turned hastily to you readjusting his bag a small blush on his cheeks. ‘What did she say today goodlooking?’ You chuckled using the woman’s nickname for the genius. That made him blush even harder. ‘Said she’d like to see me by here more often, perhaps when she wasn’t working’ You let out a stark laugh at that and reached out. you threaded your hand through Spencer’s bent one and gripped his elbow. ‘Oh, my genius. Forever the chick magnet’ You giggled when he gave you an unimpressed look before opening the door for you both.

You sat next to Spencer on the train as you read over a book he had recommended. It was interesting, sure, just not something you normally read. But Spencer had been so excited when he had brought it to work one day and handed it to you telling you that it was one of the best books he had read in a while and he thought you would like it. So you were reading it. But unfortunately for you this morning you couldn’t concentrate on it.

Snapping the book closed you turned in your seat. Your hand immediately found Spencer’s knee. ‘Speak’ You ordered softly and he looked up at you his eyebrows furrowed. He sighed. ‘She’s been trying to get a date with me for a month’ He muttered. ‘Why? I’m just another customer who comes into the café, I thought it was her personality but she doesn’t act that way with any other men’ You almost rolled your eyes at him. ‘Well, Spence, maybe she just has good taste in men. A genius who works for the FBI, carries a gun, and is super kind, sweet, loyal. Incredibly tall and very handsome’ you shrugged. ‘What’s not to like boy wonder?’ You chuckled

Even though you were actually the same age as Spencer, Garcia’s name for him had rubbed off on you. Spencer sat watching you his lips slightly parted and his eyes focused solely on you. ‘What?’ You raised an eyebrow with a soft smile. ‘Is that really how you see me?’ He asked softly blinking. You just shrugged. ‘Well, among other things, yeah, that’s just a few’ You tucked your bottom lip between your teeth as Spencer continued to look at you. 

Just as you were about to ask him why he was still looking at you like that the train began to slow down. ‘This is our stop’ You gathered your things and stood. ‘Come on genius’ You smiled down at him and he blinked coming out of whatever state he was in to smile, really widely, back up at you before handing you your coffee he ha been holding so you could read.

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This Isn’t Part Of The Plot

Wanna One’s Lai Guanlin X Reader

TW: violence, emotional abuse

Word count: 3430 

Fluff, mild angst

• you and ( actor! ) Guanlin are filming a drama series together
• fun fact: you two despise each other because of a scandal awhile back but c'mon pretending for the cameras bc you gotta get that cash amirite ;)
• eventually…some unexpected things happen hurh hurh

anyways….thank youuuu for requesting this anon :) I hope you like it, sorry if it isn’t what you wanted. Re-request if you want to! Also, we might be closing the request box really soon so do request before then, both admins will be extremely busy with school. Admin N iS woRKING HARD OKAY I PROMISE I WON’T DEPRIVE YOU GUYS OF HER SHE’LL BE OFF HIATUS VERY SOON I PROMISE
- admin L

You swore that the bottle of nail polish you clamped down on was about to crack from the pressure, your force displayed by your whitening knuckles. The anger that bubbled within you threatened to spill, you didn’t imagine your temper would explode through the roof at this time but it just seemed like a ticking time bomb.

“Y/N! Y/N! Are you okay? Calm down,” your manager - more like a best friend-, Nayoung said, running her hands through your hair in an attempt to soothe you. You two were very close, you had known her since your trainee days and she too felt your anger and frustration.

“Listen, I’m not exactly happy about working with Guanlin and his manager either. Especially after all the trouble they caused us last year, it’s very shocking CEO would insist on this. Please, for all our sakes, try to control your emotions on set. After that, I’ll let you rant all you want.” Nayoung massaged your shoulders and slowly plucked the nail polish out of your hands. The whole day, you had been sitting on in the dressing room ( refusing to leave in fear of bumping into Guanlin ) to be pampered in preparation for filming. Your lines were engrained in your head and every action was carefully calculated, whether you would be able to execute them with your fellow lead was another matter altogether.

Lai Guanlin.

You despised him.

Well, you wouldn’t have if he had kept his mouth shut and hadn’t blabbered bullshit about you. Partially, it was your fault because you responded in a harsh manner but all the trouble and drama he had stirred up for you was worth it.

What happened? 

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Essays in Existentialism: Stud IV

more stud lexa????? totally my fav.

Previously on Stud

The first hint of the autumn chill was a glorious kind of magic. It rattled its way through the streets on rickety wheels, making leaves chatter on leaves and making ships creak in the harbour. It climbed its way up buildings, leavings the fingerprints of the impending winter on the glass. The first chill was a defiant, fierce little thing, that was known to only a few who braved the early hour as the sun began to wake in this half of the world. Their breaths all became clouds, drifting along aimlessly as their throats tightened against the cold. But, like the first line of soldiers, the first hint of the end of summer was bombarded and dispatched with little effort by the day once the sun rose and attempted to hide any evidence of the bodies. 

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Busted - GRAY

Originally posted by im-in-trbl

“Man, you reading fanfiction?” Jay’s voice went higher with surprise, “you’re into those things?” He asked his hyung with true shock.

“Wha… no!” Gray stuttered as he tried to show his phone into his pocket. “It’s… actually,” he scratched the back of his head trying to find the right words. “I… I mean, we all know her… who wrote these.” He admitted, a light pink shade turning up on his cheeks.

“Whoa… you mean one of the female employees write fanfiction?” Jay was stunned. He would’ve never thought.

Jay’s slow brain function irritated Sunghwa making him wanna drown him in the toilet. ‘How can he be the CEO?’ He asked himself truly amazed by Jay’s stupidity.

“Hey, guys!” She made her way into the office, “is Sunghwa somewhere around here?” She asked Hyukwoo and Hyunjung who were laughing at something. They only nodded their head towards Jay’s office. 

She turned towards the direction they motioned her, not having the slightest idea of what was waiting for her. Before she could reach out for the doorknob the door went wide open, a wild Jay running out with a lunatic grin on his lips and a worried Sunghwa was running behind him, trying to stop him from saying whatever he wanted to spill.

She looked after them, not understanding why was Sunghwa suddenly acting like a 5-year-old. Her thoughts were interrupted when Jay grabbed her from behind and turned her around, using her as a shield against Sunghwa’s anger.

“Guys! Stop!” She exclaimed, acting like a teacher who was trying to pacify to troublemakers of the classroom. “What’s this all about?” She asked them with a raised brow.

“Oh, nice to have you here” Jay exclaimed, acting as if he hadn’t recognized her before using her as a shield. “I want to ask something,” he started before he managed to avoid Sunghwa’s hand which was reaching out to grab him. “I found out something really interesting from your lovely boyfriend,” the mischevious grin on his lips was a sign of nothing good, yet she gave no thought to that.

“Spill it, Jay!” After a busy workday, she wished for nothing more but to take a hot shower and curl up next to Sunghwa. 

“Did you guys know that she used to write fanfiction?” Jay squealed the last part of his sentence as she quickly turned around and tried to catch him as every previous thought has left her mind at his question.

“I told you not to open your mouth!” Sunghwa grumbled under his breath feeling defeated.

“Was it you?” Came the accusation from his precious girlfriend. “How could you tell him even if you found my old blog?” Her voice was filled with judgment, but mostly with disappointment.

“But.. ya know, I’m curious.” he was grinning again interrupting her rage towards Sunghwa, making her want to slap him with a frying pan. “Did you also write those sexy scenarios?” He asked with a wriggling eyebrow. At his question, laughter erupted from Hyukwoo’s and Hyunjung’s lungs making her blushing a red that even a tomato would have envied.

“I swear to God!” She exclaimed before rushing out the front door.

“Did I go too far?” Jay asked innocently. Sunghwa just grumbled in answer strutting after his girl.

“They’re good, tho…” Sunghwa told her in the quietness of the car.

“Huh?” She wasn’t paying attention anymore. Her mind shut off. She was busted, a part of her past at least, which she thought was embarrassing. She neve wanted for Sunghwa to find out about her past as a fanfic writer.

As a fan, she was proud of her work, she had her best days while fangirling over now her boyfriend bias, having conversations with other fangirls, and wishing she had the chance to ever meet him.

Years after that, as the girlfriend of one of the most popular and famous producers in the country, she felt ashamed and tried to hide that part of her past as mush as she could.

“Why did you stop writing?” He glanced at her briefly to look at her face.

“As a teacher, I don’t really have the time. Besides, it was nothing more than entertaining myself and other fangirls.” She admitted quietly while looking out the window just so she wouldn’t have to look into his eyes.

Her attention was once again torn from the window as Sunghwa’s left hand reached out for hers softly grasping it and bringing it up to his lips pressing a soft kiss on it. 

Not waiting for Sunghwa to lock the car she went up to the front door, now really needing a hot shower to relax her muscles. “Do you want me to give you a few ideas?” Sunghwa asked her mischievously as he pulled her up against him from behind.

“Oh, you!” She turned around in his arms to shut him with a kiss, now curious of what ideas he might have.

A/N: Short lil’ thing which popped into my mind today. Enjoy it! Don’t forget to leave feedback.
I’ll edit it later, tho.

Morning After II - Gray on the way. I won’t update it before the start of June, tho. Wish me luck on my exams! ^^ - J

anonymous asked:

Could you please do a fic where bughead never got together and remained friends but everyone ships them? Like Betty confrontation or plan to get them together would be good. Thank you so much I love your writing! You're amazing!

Thank you so much pumpkin! I love this prompt. I think Veronica would be captain of the Bughead ship, so that’s how I wrote it!!

“Jughead, this article is incredible,” Betty said with a smile after she finished reading it.

“Thanks, Bets.” Jughead returned her smile from where he was sitting across the room. “Well, I’ve got to head to class. We have a test and I wanna look over my notes before it.” Jughead stood up and slung his back over his shoulder.

“Okay, but you are going to meet me after school for that interview right?” Betty reminded him

“Yeah of course” Jughead called over his shoulder as he headed out the door.

“Oh my god” Veronica said when the door swung shut behind him. “I swear it’s like I’m not even here when the two of you are together.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Betty said with a shrug and went to sit next to her friend.

“Don’t give me that B, you two are so into each other it’s almost nauseating to watch.”

“Me and Juggie? Don’t be ridiculous, we’re just really good friends.” Betty shook her head in amusement. Veronica saw possible love connections everywhere she went.

“I’ve seen good friends, and it doesn’t look like that.”

“V, don’t be silly. There is nothing going on between Jughead and me.”

“Not yet,” Veronica said with a wiggle of her eyebrows

“No, don’t even think about it,” Betty said firmly

“About what?” Veronica said, feigning innocence

“No matchmaking. I know how you get. Promise me you’ll leave this alone” Betty could imagine few things more embarrassing than Veronica trying to set her up with Jughead.

“You’re no fun” Veronica pouted.


“Fine, I won’t help you get together with the one person who would be perfect for you, ” Veronica said in a huff. She stood up and tossed her hair over her shoulder before dramatically exiting the classroom. Betty sighed when she had left. A small part of her wanted Veronica to break her promise and set her up with Jughead, she had slowly but surely been developing an intense crush on the boy as the year went on. But the bigger part of her wanted Veronica to stay true to her word because she knew there was no way that Jughead felt the same about her and she didn’t want to be humiliated and let down.


“Have you noticed anything different between Betty and Jughead?” Veronica asked Archie at lunch.

“No” Archie responded, half concentrating on the conversation and half concentrating on the song he was writing in his head.

“Really? Archie think!” Veronica pressed. Archie sighed and gave her his full attention. He thought about his two friends and how they had been acting recently.

“They have been spending more time together I guess, and they have definitely grown closer. I used to be the one who Betty would come to for help, now it seems like she is going to Jughead more and more.”

“Are you jealous?” Veronica half teased. 

“No, I think it’s a good thing, it means that she is truly over me.” Archie was glad that they were back to being just friends, but a small part of him did miss being the one person Betty would trust with her problems. Now he felt like he barely knew what was going on in her life. “Wait…do you think they are dating?” Archie said as the thought suddenly occurred to him.

“No, I know they aren’t. But I think they like each other, even though Betty denies all feelings for Jughead.”

“They are really good friends, Ronnie” Archie reminded her.

“Ye, I know that. Just do me a favor and pay extra attention next time you see them together and then tell me that they aren’t completely smitten.”

“Okay,” Archie had barely gotten the word out when Betty and Jughead strolled over. Looks like he was going to get his chance then and there.

“Hey guys” Betty greeted them as the two sat across from Archie and Veronica. Now that Archie was paying attention he noticed how close they sat. They had the entire bench to themselves, but they sat with their shoulders brushing. Veronica shot him a knowing look.

“So, Jughead, how was your English test?” Veronica asked

“Ugh, it’s like I didn’t even read the book.” Jughead said with a groan. Archie watched how he smiled down at Betty when he said it and how she laughed and looked up at him with a sparkle in her eyes.

The rest of lunch continued similarly, Archie noticing more and more how Jughead and Betty seemed totally absorbed with each other. The two lovebirds left lunch early to go to the Blue and Gold offices to discuss something. As soon as they left, Archie turned to Veronica.

“How did I not see that before?”

“Because you spend a lot of time in that head of yours, worrying over various problems.” Veronica said, tapping his temple with her hand.

“They really do like each other, don’t they?” Archie was still marveling over this newfound information

“Yes, and I think in an odd way, they are perfect for each other.” Veronica said, proud that she had been right.

“I think so too,” The more Archie thought about it, the more sense it made. Jughead had been more connected and involved recently. He had been actually doing things with the group, not just with Archie. Jughead had also seemed happier and less moody lately. Archie realized that all was because of Betty. And Betty seemed more at ease when she was with Jughead. She was always trying so hard at everything, but with Jughead it looked like she could just relax and be herself.

“Okay, so what are we going to do about it? Veronica asked, bringing him out of his thoughts

“About what?”

“About the fact that they are obviously in love with each other and don’t seem capable of getting together themselves.”

“Are you talking about Betty and Jughead?” Kevin asked as he suddenly appeared at the table. Veronica clapped her hands in excitement.

“You’ve noticed it too?”

“Of course, it’s impossible to miss.” Veronica threw a glance in Archie’s direction at Kevin’s words, but he pretended not to notice. “You should’ve seen how Jughead reacted when he found out she was going out with Trev. That boy could barely contain his jealousy. I thought that would spur him into action, but here we are weeks later and nada.” Kevin said with a huff.

“But what are we supposed to do? I don’t think either is going to appreciate us meddling in their love lives.” Archie protested.

“We wouldn’t have to meddle if they would just talk to each other about how they are feeling. But I think they are both too afraid of being rejected.” Veronica said.

“So how do we do it?” Asked Kevin.

“We put the idea into their head that the other one has a crush. I’ve already started with Betty. Maybe if Betty thinks Jughead likes her and Jughead thinks Betty likes him, one of them is more likely to make a move. So just mention it every time you get a chance.” Veronica suggested.

“That might work…” Archie was dubious, but since this was a fairly mild plan he was willing to give it a shot.

“If it doesn’t, I’ll just come up with something else”

“I don’t doubt it,” Archie said, smiling at her self-assuredness.


When someone slid into the booth across from him, Jughead looked up expecting it to be Betty. Instead, he found his red-headed friend grinning at him.

“Waiting for someone?” Archie asked

“Yeah, Betty. Her mom made her come home right after school to do her homework, but she promised to try to get out after she finished.” Jughead knew there was a chance that she might not be able to make it out, but that didn’t stop him from hoping every person who walked through the door was his blonde friend.

“You have been spending a lot of time with Betty recently.” Archie noted. Jughead turned his full attention on his friend, immediately suspicious with that line of conversation. He lived in constant fear that Archie would realize what a huge mistake he made and tell Betty he loved her and she would accept it with open arms.

“Yeah…we’ve been doing a lot of Blue and Gold stuff,” Jughead said, trying to keep the concern out of his voice.

“I know, and you’ve seemed to have grown a lot closer.”

“Look, man, if you want to ask Betty out, just go for it. She and I are just friends.” Jughead said, unable to continue dancing around the subject.

“What, no…that’s not what I…” Archie stumbled over his words. “I will always see Betty as a best friend and nothing more. But even if I wanted her, I doubt she’d say yes. I think she’s interested in someone else now.”

“Who?” Jughead asked, suddenly and irrationally jealous of this unnamed stranger.

“You, dummy” Archie said with a smile.

“What?” Jughead’s head was spinning slightly at the constant shift in the conversation

“Look, I know I have been oblivious in the past, but it’s kind of hard to miss how much you two like each other.”

“What…I don’t…” Jughead did not like where this conversation was going. How had Archie guessed his feelings? Was he that obvious?

“You never used to sit with us at lunch or hang out with us in the break room. But since getting closer with Betty you are suddenly Mr. sociable.”

“It’s just because we are working our investigation.” Jughead’s protest sounded weak even to his ears.

“Dude, I see the way you act around her. I’ve never seen you act like that with anyone else. You are so happy and connected and almost gentle when you are with her. Don’t deny that you like her.”

“Fine! Maybe I do!” Jughead said a bit louder than he intended to. He lowered his voice and continued. “But things are really good between us right now, and I don’t want to do anything to jeopardize our friendship.”

“Because you think she doesn’t feel the same? I’m pretty sure she does Jug. She looks at you the same way you look at her.” Archie said.

“I can’t take that risk. Can you honestly tell me that everything is the same between you and Betty.”

“No, I mean it’s definitely different now, but we are getting there. And it’s not the same situation.” Archie protested.

“I’m not risking it” Jughead repeated firmly “Now can we please talk about something else.”

“Okay” Archie looked pained, but he agreed with a nod. “How about you tell me what you’re working on.”


“And where are we heading off to so quickly?” Kevin caught up with Betty after school. “It wouldn’t be to see a certain beanie wearing boy now would it?”

“Oh god, not you too” Betty groaned and looked over at her friend who was currently giving her an impish grin. “Did Veronica put you up to this?”

“I’ve been put up to nothing. I’ve simply noticed how your face lights up when he walks into a room and how happy you seem since you’ve been spending more time with him.”

“Okay, maybe I like him. But it doesn’t matter because he doesn’t feel the same and I am not putting myself out there again after what happened with Archie. So you can just tell Veronica to give up on this whole cupid thing.” Betty said and walked away before Kevin had a chance to respond.


“Idiots, both of them” Veronica threw up her hands in frustration after Archie and Kevin had told their stories. “They both like each other, but they are both too afraid of rejection to tell the other.”

“So how do we get them to confess?” Archie asked. Veronica paced back and forth for a few minutes, trying to come up with a plan.

“What if we locked both of them in a room together and didn’t let them out until they talked?”

“I don’t know…they are both pretty stubborn” Kevin pointed out

“True, but even the most stubborn people have to break down eventually. What do you think Arch?”

“It might work, I mean their main problem is that they aren’t talking to each other about how they feel right? If they start talking they would realize that the feel the same way.”

“Exactly, and honestly, I can’t think of anything else.” Veronica said

“How do we lock them in a room together? Other than a jail cell, most doors lock on the inside. I could probably get dad to lend us a cell”

“I don’t think that will be necessary,” Archie said “When I was really little I used to sleepwalk. To keep me from hurting myself, my parents turned the doorknob around so the lock was on the outside.”

“Is it still like that?” Veronica asked

“No I grew out of my sleepwalking and they turned it back around, but I’m pretty sure I could figure out how to switch it back.”

“Okay, so we get them in your room, tell them to talk to each other, and only let them out when they have confessed their feelings,” Veronica said in excitement.

“You do realize they are both going to be furious with us.” Kevin said

“It’ll be worth it if we get these two beautiful idiots together.” Veronica said firmly.

“I don’t know Ronnie, don’t you think it’s going a little too far?” Archie said.

“We are just making them talk to each other.” Veronica said, her voice raising in annoyance, “It’s not like we are shoving their heads together and saying ‘kiss’, although that is a good plan B.”


“Kidding” Veronica said, but that was only half true. “Look, if you two don’t want to be involved, you don’t have to be. I will tell them I planned this all myself. But I have never seen Betty happier than when she is with Jughead. So if I have to get her made to make her happy, I will gladly do it. And I am doing it. With or without you guys.”

“I’m in,” Kevin said immediately

“Me too, although I might live to regret it,” Archie said with a sigh.

“I’ll take what I can get,” Veronica said with a smile. “Now let’s get to work.


Betty let herself into Archie’s house just as his text had said. She hurried up the stairs, worried about how urgent his text had seemed.

“Hey Archie, what’s-” The words died on her lips as she stepped into his bedroom and saw only Jughead, sitting on the bed and strumming Archie’s guitar. Jughead looked up in surprise when Betty entered.

“Betty, what are you doing here?”

“I got a text from Archie, telling me to meet him here ASAP.”

“I got the same text.” Jughead put aside the guitar “I guess he needs to talk to both of us.”

“No, no, no…” Betty whirled around as a thought occurred to her. She turned just in time to see Veronica with Kevin and Archie, slam the door closed. Betty went over to the door and found that it was locked from the outside. “Veronica, you promised!” She yelled through the door.

“Some promises are worth breaking. We will open this door after you two talk.” Veronica shouted back.

“Veronica!” Betty yelled again, but she already knew it was a lost cause. She turned around to find Jughead standing behind her, looking at her with a curious expression.

“What is going on?” He asked.

“Veronica is just being Veronica” Betty wasn’t sure how to explain the situation without telling him everything.

“What did she promise you?” Jughead pushed. Betty sighed and went over to sit on the bed. She couldn’t believe her friends had forced her into this situation. “Betty? What’s wrong?” Jughead was still standing, looking at her with concern.

“This is ridiculous, absolutely ridiculous.” Betty was still avoiding answering his questions. Jughead came and sat next to her on the bed.

“You don’t have to tell me, but just know that whatever it is you can tell me. Plus they aren’t going to let us out until we talk.” Jughead said, giving her an encouraging smile. Betty gave in with a sigh,

“It’s just so silly. Veronica got into her head that we both like each other and she had made it her personal mission to be our very own private matchmaker. So she won’t let us out until we confess our feelings for each other. It’s silly isn’t it?” Betty said with a slightly bitter laugh, hoping the tremble in her voice didn’t reveal her true feelings.

“I don’t know.” Jughead spoke softly.

“What?” Betty asked, not sure if he was saying what she thought he was.

“I don’t think it is silly.” Jughead took a deep breath like he was preparing to jump into water. “At least from my side it isn’t. I’ve liked you for a while now, I’ve just been too scared to tell you. And I know you might not feel the same, but I think I will regret it if I never tell you, and since we aren’t going to be let out of this room if I don’t, I figure why not…” Betty silenced his babbling by cupping his face in her hands. She shook her head in amazement, barely able to believe what she was hearing.

“I do Juggie, I do feel the same” She breathed. It felt so good to say the words out loud. Jughead sighed in relief and then lowered his lips to hers. His hands also cupped her face, bringing her closer to him. It was a soft, short kiss, but it was enough to convey their feelings for one another. Betty laughed when they broke away.

“I hope you’re not laughing at my kissing ability, ” Jughead said with a mock frown.

“No, no, that kiss was amazing. I’m laughing because a few minutes ago I wanted to curse Veronica out and now I want to hug her.”

“Yeah, I think I owe her a thank you, and Archie and Kevin as well. Without the, I don’t know when I would’ve worked up the nerve to tell you.” Jughead said with a smile. He leaned down to kiss her again, but right then to door unlocked.  Veronica swung open the door with a smug smile.

“No need to thank us, we were just tired of you guys making heart eyes at each other all of the time.” Betty laughed and went over and hugged her friend.

“I want to be mad at you, but I just can’t. And you two…” Betty said as she broke away, eyeing Archie and Kevin. “I can’t believe you went along with her crazy plan.”

“We had our moments of doubts, but we really did want to see you guys together.” Kevin said. Betty hugged the two of them and then moved to stand next to Jughead. He took her hand and laced their fingers together.

“Well, you got your wish. Now Betty and I are going to go someplace where our every word isn’t being listened to behind a closed door.” Jughead said, pulling Betty with him as he left. The two laughed as their friends oohed and made kissing noises behind them.

“They are ten years old, I swear,” Betty said, looking up at Jughead as they walked. He led her down the stairs and out the door.

“Ten-year-olds that sure know what they are doing” Jughead responded. They walked for a long time, no destination in mind. All they wanted was to talk and be in each other’s company. They would be forever grateful that their crazy friends had forced them to admit their feelings for each other.

anonymous asked:

Can you do like an analysis on canon lexa and Clarke? Like their personalities and what not

Hey nonnie, this was actually a pretty interesting ask.

Clarke’s personality is a bit hard to define because we see her in transition. The world as she knew it was torn away from her rather brutally, with her father’s death and the betrayal of those she trusted, and usually when that happens it alters our identity, we take the time to process the event and incorporate it into who we are. Only Clarke didn’t have that time. She’s sent to Earth, has to see her best friend murdered by the child she was trying to protect, faces the whole Finn/Raven upheaval, all the while dealing with the very imminent peril they are in, which is a shock after the protected life she lived as a councilwoman’s daughter. Clarke herself doesn’t really know who she is at this point and is discovering that as she goes. So it’s harder to pin her down.

One rather permanent aspect to her personality, which she shares with Lexa, is her innate desire to protect. It’s her greatest motivator throughout the show. She doesn’t really get involved in Bellamy’s politics at the beginning until people start getting hurt and need protection. She protects Charlotte. She tries to protect Finn. She protects them all at the dropship. She protects Raven and Octavia, Lincoln. And Lexa, first with Pauna, then with Nia. Her decision at Mt. Weather also comes from the need to protect. It’s like she’d really rather not get involved, but can’t stand seeing people suffer without doing something. She doesn’t look for fights, but will jump in without thinking if someone she cares about is in danger.

But this leads to a series of actions that reveal things about herself she didn’t know before. She finds that she’s strong enough to kill the boy she loved to protect him from pain. She discovers that she can kill warriors when their survival demands it, put her friends at risk for the greater good, and even take the lives of innocents if it means protecting those she feels responsible for. The Clarke who lived in the Ark would never have imagined herself capable of such things, might have answered ‘No’ if she was presented with these questions in an online morality survey. But you never really know what you’ll do until the decision is right in front of you.

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Spiderman Homecoming!
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Let It Rock

Summary: While still separated from Sam and Castiel, Dean again crosses paths with an old hunting buddy – and this time he isn’t feeling to negative about it. 
Pairing: Dean x OFC
Word Count: 2890
Warnings: Language, canon-typical violence, strippers.  
Challenge: @d-s-winchester‘s Bon Jovi Challenge; my song was Let It Rock. I’m exactly a month late with this … forgive me Ash! 

A/N: Part Two to an ongoing series, Promised Land. To be entirely honest, I have no idea what I’m doing with this series. Read the author’s note in part one for more info on the inspiration for this pairing! 

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Accio Dignity


Here’s a bit of a goofy one for you all, I hope you like it!


Today was the day. The day that mother nature decided to punch Y/N right where it hurts. The first day of a long and painful week to endure. The first day of many more to come where Y/N is reminded of her womanhood.

Yes, today your period came.

Good old Bloody Mary decided to pay a visit down panty lane. Want to take a hot bath? Bad luck. Feel like doing the dirty? Fat chance. Feel like being comfortable? No can do my friend. Feel like being a happy, functional human being? You’ve got another thing coming.

Y/N, being a bit of a carefree person who doesn’t really have a verbal filter, didn’t hold back from announcing this highly fascinating and important event to her fellow Gryffindor girls. Thankfully, she’s extremely close with all of them, so they find Y/N’s strange antics rather humorous.

This month Y/N decided to make a grand debut of her announcement. Y/N burst into the dormitory graciously with a dramatic pose elegantly draped against the doorframe and cried, “Oh, my dear women! What shall you like to hear first, the good news or the bad?”

Some of the girls giggled while the others gave each other funny looks. “Oh my dear gracious woman, do tell us of your troubles, and then be sure to comfort us with your good news prior!” Katie Bell, Y/N’s best friend, dramatically replied with the same mock voice of elegance.

“My dear ladies of Gryffindor, I must confide in you of my news!” She now addressed the entire room, standing on her trunk as if it were a soap box, so to be sure that she was the centre of attention.

“The bad news is that my vagina is in anguish, screaming for help and throwing blood around like a mad person, tightening with every step and wanting to cause as much chaos as possible! I daresay my vagina is currently behaving in a state that is worse than Umbitch” A few of the girls, now joining on the act, began to cry “Good gracious no!” and “My poor sweet Y/N!” while trying to suppress their giggles

“But all is well, my fair women, for this is a sign that I am not storing life within my womb, so hey I guess that’s a plus amirite?” Y/N said the last part in her normal voice, causing an uproar of laughter. Or so she thought that was what caused the laughter.

Once Y/N had finished her dramatic monologue and gotten down from her trunk, someone - a boy -  cleared their throat from the door behind where she was standing. She whirled around startled, and stared wide eyed, mouth open to see none other than Fred and George Weasley, standing in the doorway of the girls dormitory, both sharing the same facial expressions of a mix of shock, confusion, bewilderment and horror.

“Uh, hi” Fred started. And with that, Y/N let out a small but shrill squeal and dived under her duvet, covering her face and curling up into a ball under her blankets, and the girls all started to roar with laughter even harder than before

“Uh anyway, we just wanted to ask Ginny if she got the Daily Profit yet..” Tossing the paper to her brothers, Ginny broke down into tears of laughter. Y/N stuck her hand up from under the duvet with her wand in her hand and muffledly called out “Accio dignity”, and the laughter rang through the room once more, including from both Fred and George. Before leaving, George spoke up saying wearily, “good luck with your vagina, Y/N” and with that the door shut behind them.

——— Dayeth Twoeth———

“Uuuuuuuuggggggghhhhhhhhh” came form under Y/N’s duvet. Day two is the day where the pain really hits. Thankfully it was the weekend, meaning that there were no classes - or any commitments for that matter to attend to. The Gryffindor girls would usually show sympathy to those under the influence of cramps, but they still hadn’t quite gotten over the Twins incident from the night before. Y/N would cast Waddiwasi on pillows and other small objects to hit the laughing girls from her bed. Y/N would then demand cupcakes to be brought to her, and with that they would leave, not to return with sugary goodness, much to Y/N’s dislike.

A few hours later, there was a knock at the door. “Mmmmph” groaned Y/N, not moving from her position face down in the pillow and wrapped in blankets. Taking this as a ‘come in’, none other than George Weasley walks in and sits on the end of Y/N’s bed. “Is your childless womb feeling any better now?” Y/N curled up into an impossibly tighter ball than before and pushed her face further into the pillow to hide her blushing face, groaning. George laughed at her shy and childish actions and apologised, but she did not budge.

“I brought you cupcakes”

Y/N rolled over and peeped out from her mound of blankets and look at the plate of cupcakes in George’s hand. She then looked at George questioningly, then back at the cupcakes, pondered for a moment, and then finally sat up to reach out for a cupcake, only for George to pull the plate out from her reach. “Nuh-uh, I went to a lot of trouble to bring you these cupcakes! I went out of my way to tickle the pear in the portrait and asked the house elves to make them especially for you, so I think I should get something in return, don’t you think?” George cheekily smiled at Y/N, who now had her arms folded and her nose scrunched up.

“What do you want?” She didn’t intend on sounding so stubborn, but come on it’s period week. “I think a fair price for these baked sugary goods will be one kiss each” George smirked down at Y/N who now had a confused look on her face. Her face softened and her expression was replaced with one just as cheeky as George’s. “Looks like you’ll need a few more cupcakes then at that price” and with that she pulled him closer to her by his collar and passionately kissed him.

“Looks like I’ll need to up the price if you keep that up” he breathed out, and that was fine by Y/N.


it’s so stupid omg i thought of it last night while trying to get to sleep, bon apetitte and good luck to all of you that are enduring period week (even moreso if it’s ‘dayeth twoeth’)