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Summary: This sort of follows the relationship between Seth and the reader, through their ups and downs.
Word Count: 2.4k
Warnings: This is sad, y’all. That’s my only warning.
A/N: Okay, so… this kind of sad, heartbreaking, slightly angsty fic is absolutely in my wheelhouse. It was more or less my calling card in my old fandoms and I wanted to try to bring a smidge of that with me. That being said, I’d be lying if I said that I thought everyone was going to like the fic. Please, please let me know what you think of it though!

I’d also like to dedicate this to  @theworldiscolorful for being the best.

Tags: YOU GUYS. There are so many of you that wanted to be tagged in this (THANK YOU!!!!!!!), so I’m putting tags at the end!

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Originally posted by ohmyziamness

Professional wrestling was your first love. You had watched with your father as long as you could remember; your first memory was watching The Undertaker defeat Jimmy Snuka at Wrestlemania VII. Even at only five years old, you were captivated by The Deadman. Listening as your dad retold the story anytime he was backstage with you at a show, he would say that your mother was so sure that you would be scared of Taker, but that instead you were so engrossed with him that you didn’t move a muscle the whole match. He’d finish up by saying that’s when he knew you would love the sport as much as he did, pulling you in for a quick side hug.

He was wrong, though.. you ended up loving it more that he did.

You had loved it so much that when you hit sixteen, you began training. You loved it so much that you kept pushing yourself as hard as you could every day, even harder the next. You loved it so much that you broke down crying when the WWE called and offered you a developmental contract with them.  Above all else, though, you loved professional wrestling so much because it introduced you to the last love of your life.

Seth Rollins.

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Party Like A Stark

Originally posted by waywarddaughter

Peter Parker x Stark Reader

Part (4/?)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 

Summary: Today is your 19th birthday, and you also happen to be Tony Stark’s loved daughter.  What’s a better way to celebrate this special day than a party?!  All the Avengers and family friends will be there, even your secret crush Spider-Man.  You’ve always wanted to meet the famous spiderling, but little did you know you already know him.  Your party will definitely be one to remember.

Warnings: just some sexual and awkward Peter

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AN: Hey guys! Hope you’re enjoying the fic! I’m trying to post everyday but with work coming up I’m not sure if I’ll be able to keep that up the next two days! Ill try my best to write daily! Also I know I still have requests but I only really have time to write one thing, so I’m updating this fic bc it’s popular!  Once I get time I promise I write those requests out!! Thank you again for the notes on this story!!

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My Dash is a Mess

One of the reasons I took a break from Tumblr was because I followed too many people which made my dash impossible to keep up with. It was overwhelming and I eventually gave up trying because I don’t have that kind of time. 

I prefer to follow blogs with original content, where people post about their lives or their craft. I find if frustrating when people fill up my entire dash in a matter of minutes, with rapid fire posts, especially if they are something that’s been reblogged a thousand times.  Queue that shit!  

I noticed that Tumblr unfollowed a TON of you guys. I’m doing my best to figure out who’s missing so if you’re still active/following and we used to chat a lot, hit my ask box :)

If you happen to be one of the blogs I unfollow and you would like to me to reconsider, just shoot me a message.  It’s nothing personal,  I just want to focus on being able to read the blogs I enjoy the most.  

GUYS!!
sooo many of u texted me to get my snapchat omg.
i’m sorry i can’t answer you all… i’m trying the best i can to answer you!!! but now i’ve made a snapchat just for you guys😘😘 i’m not available all the time,but i’m gonna try my best to log in and text you guys <3
snapchat username: drag0nslayerrr

anonymous asked:

Did you not link a Patreon? Yes, in fact, you did. Maybe don't capitalize on other people's pain and suffering. You can call me a dumbass all you want but at least I've never tried to capitalize on someone's suicide, you vile piece of shit.

XD whatever you say, man. That Patreon link is on every video as it’s in my description defaults. Also, it’s not ‘pay me’ it’s 'huh, this guy is trying his best, I think I’ll support him for future projects using this totally optional link’. I think I’ll take off anon, it’s giving chicken shits like you WAY too much courage lol

anonymous asked:

I just passed as a guy and I wasn't even wearing my binder so that was awesome and I felt great for a second then I realized my sister was right there and my sister laughed and said no not a guy. Now I'm trying not to cry and don't know what to do. Help please.

I’m so sorry that happened to you. Try your best to focus on the fact that you passed to someone and how happy that made you in that  moment. I know family can make things difficult but you can get through this I promise! We’re here for you and you’re valid no matter what!

-Louie

anonymous asked:

Can I request a scene where the students go on a trip and are separated into two rooms but is boys and girls, and the boys question who Monoma likes. Then the girls question who reader likes. Then, I think you can get the rest of it

Cute! I’ll try my best!
Slight kacchako and maybe tsuyu x izuku?
THIS GOT SO LONG IM SORRY LOL


Really, out of all classes MONOMA was boom boys, this’ll be fun. Bakugou was spoiling his colourful nonsense at him as usual. Then big pupil air quirk male proposed a random idea.

“HEY let’s have some fun you two! Which lucky girl are you guys after!”

They paused their argument and Katsuki of course retorted.
“Hey broccoli boy! You haven’t said much! Who are you crushing on?” Deli awoke from his gaze and blushed raising his harms to cover his face.

“U-uh….well….I-”
Bakugou growled like an animal,

“IF YOU SAY ROUND-FACE I SWEaR I’ll PumMeL y-” Monoma laughed,

“We’re making progress! I guess Boom Boy had the hots for gravity girl, that’s adorable.” He spoke smugly. Everyone was in awe, some student asked Izuku who he liked,
“W-well since kacchan said so, Tsuyu’s n-nice I guess….”
Monoma was all smiles til it was his turn..

“HEY SMUG ASSHOLE! WHO DO YOU LIKE.” Katsuki asked like it was a challenge.

“Pffft.. why would I like any of you 1A scum…”

he played it off, in that moment he realized, he fucked up. He sweat dropped and glared at Tsubara, who was grinning ear to ear.
Broccoli spoke surprisingly
“Not to offend or anything, b-but Kacchan never s a i d they were from our class.” His breath hitched, practically staring down the air hardening quirk boy.
“Tsubara I swear-”

“Oh well, that’s because, Monoma doesn’t want anyone to know he’s been looking AND talking to 1A y/n-chan.”
‘You f*cking snitch*
he face palmed having to keep himself from strangling his rival. A couple laughs and gasps were heard, Even Bakugou chuckled quietly.

“I was just interested in her q u i r k in that stadium, wind boy.” He smirked trying to be intimidating with scary eyes, arms crossed.

“Oh, well, were you admiring the quirk in those ‘swaying hips’ afterwards?

Monoma was suffocating with embarrassment. That comment seemed to strip him of all the confidence left in him.

… meanwhile

“Hey y/n! Who do you like?” Ochako asked innocently, she already confirmed if she “h a d ” to date someone it’d probably be Katsuki, he was funny to her, you found it really cute!
You went quite, should you really say? N-not many people liked the blonde…they didn’t know what he was like around people he’s close to, some were skeptical about him. You sighed, you swore Kendou was staring through you… like she knew what you would say.

“….Um….Monoma?” You said it like it was a question, like it could be the wrong answer, you were a shy person. Everyone’s faces seemed to light up and found it adorable.
“That smug guy? He seemed kinda mean don’t you think?” Ochako didn’t dislike your choice, but she didn’t want you getting hurt.

“It may not seem like it’s, b-but I’m sure he’s just as insecure as I am, so he does his best not to show it. That’s where the smugness comes in with his over confidence.”

You explained your theory and Kendou’s smile seemed to get bigger and bigger.
“K-kendou? Something up?” You asked, and snapped out of her daze, she was close to Monoma as well… you were slightly jealous but she seemed like a nice person.
“Oh no that’s fantastic!” She spoke a little too excited, like she knew something you didn’t.

Time skip boissss!

Tsubara and Kendou ( those shipping sinners )
Came up with a plan to f o r c e you together, since they both talked afterwards about the good news! They were gonna have everyone sleep over in the boys room, this is where their plan was put into action.

“Oh no! Kendou it seems we’re short one sleeping bag, too b a d, guess we’ll be sharing then!” He jumped into his sleeping bag and wiggles his eyebrows at a distressed Monoma and y/n.
He walked with you to find a water fountain, and came back too to late.
Kendou smirked as Tsubara walked to the washroom, winking to Monoma.
The orange haired female rolled over in her sleeping bag, fake sleeping.
'Shit, Iim killing both of you in your sleep’ Monoma panicked seeing everyone already had sleeping bags, and there you two were, standing in front of o n e.

“Hey I-I can sleep on the floor…-”

“N-no this is fine, I’m not making you sleep on the floor.” You reassured him, his face went red, he laughed it off nervously. Did he just stutter? Woah! Your theory was right!
You practically forced him into the sleeping bag, did he really not like you t h i s much? You frowned.
“Hey what’s wrong?” You ears perked up,
“U-uh it’s nothing.”


You later there awkwardly until what you estimated was 12am. Everyone has to be asleep by now.

“Hey….Neito?” You tried the name out, seems he was awake, you could see from his back the tips of his ears were turning red.
'Adorable’

“I know you’re awake.” He hadn’t slept at all, he felt b a d for you having to share a bag with h i m.

“Hm?” He didn’t turn around, you sighed with a frown.

“C-can I get something off my chest?” You practically murmured.
/pleasebeurshirtpleasebeurshirt/
(Ahem stop author your not funny)

“Yeah of course.” He turned around, you didn’t do this a lot thanks to your shyness, so he was interested.

“Um…y-you probably don’t feel the same b-but…..” his eyes widened

“I LIKE YOU A LOT A-and I Was HoPiNg you feel the same!….” your face was beet red, you forced yourself louder since you knew you’d chicken out if you didn’t. A blush covered his cheek eyes wide.

(*cue Ms yoai hands and the avatar high fiving*)

He was silent from shock, but you took it the wrong way, turning around, 'nevermind!’
But before you could a hand grabbed your shoulder. He was….actually smiling!!! Not smirking like genuinely smiling! You blushed. Hard.

“Oh I wouldn’t be so worried.” You gasped, he caressed you cheek, closing the gap between you too. It was short but sweet, you loved it. His arms wrapped around your waist and his head wresting on top of yours. You returned the favour hesitantly.

“I was suppose to confess first, dummy.” His pecked your forehead, making you giggle.

“Night beautiful.”

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Bonus:

Kendou snuck up to your sleeping bag,

“*GASP* Guys. Guys! Come look!” She yell-whispered waving her arms around.
You and Monoma were smiling in each others embrace. Gasps and awes were heard, (also Jirou scolding Denki for snapping pictures for blackmail).

“YES!” Tsubara was scolded not to wake them up, you stirred and everyone sprinted to there sleeping bags.

You rubbed your eyes and nuzzled into his neck. His eyes opened and he looked around, followed by a pack on you cheek.

“AWWWWWWWWW.”

Hope this was cute lol u liked the idea.

Unbearable || Peter Parker Imagine

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Request:  Could you write an imagine where the reader is Tony Stark’s daughter and is dating Peter Parker and something happens between them, either like assuming the other one cheated and idk one or the other is hurt and idk i wonder what the situation would end up being like? Thank you!

Word Count: 1752 words

Originally posted by fuckyeahtonystark

(i think I’ve used this gif before but there aren’t many left)

For a couple of weeks now, Y/N has noticed how her boyfriend, Peter, has been getting closer and closer to her best friend Liz. He used to always eat lunch with Y/N and sit next to her in classes. Now, he’s doing that with the perfect Liz Allen. Sometimes, the young girl thought that Peter was dating her for her last name. Stark. Y/N wasn’t jealous of her friend, just envious of the attention she was getting from Peter. Y/N wanted to get closer to her boyfriend again, and she didn’t know what to do.

One day when she went over to Peter’s house, he was being awfully distant. Y/N knew about his alter ego Spider-Man because his relationship with her dad. She knew that was part of the reason why he was bailing on dates but, he would always try to make time with Y/N at least three times a week. That all changed the day he started hanging out with Liz more. The couple only hang out once a week now. So, while she sat on his bed, all she could think about was how he was most likely cheating on her.

“Peter?” She asked quietly. He was on his phone, by his desk, barely paying attention to the girl who was breaking inside. “Hm?” He muttered, smiling at his phone. He tapped the screen lightly to, what Y/N could gather, text someone back.

“Who are you texting?” She asked softly again, looking down at her legs hanging off the edge of the bed. Peter stuttered, “It’s n-no one.” He put his phone down to give his girlfriend his full undivided attention.

“We need to talk Peter.” She forced out, looking him in the eye. “Isn’t that what we’re doing now?” He chuckled at his own statement.

“I mean about us Peter!” Y/N said, angrier than before. This surprised Peter. She was never normally…. angry. Y/N exhaled, trying to keep her cool.

“W-What about us?” He stuttered, “I thought we were doing fine.”

“You’ve been ditching me Peter but, not to protect the city. To hang out with my best friend. And don’t try to deny it cause I see pictures of you guys on her Snapchat all the time.” She sniffled. Peter sighed, “Y/N,” he said shaking his head slightly, standing up to go sit next to her. Before he could complete his statement, she interrupted, “Are you cheating on me with Liz?” She asked.

He shook his head yet again, grabbing her face with both of his hands, turning her towards his. “No, it’s…..it’s not like that.” Y/N got out of his grasp by standing up. Tears started to escape her eyes.  

“Then what’s it like Peter?” She demanded, crossing his arms. Peter sat there on his bed, trying to think of an answer. “It’s just,” he couldn’t continue. He didn’t know what to say.

“It’s just what?” Y/N questioned, getting loud again. Peter looked at his hands.

“I don’t know what to tell you, Y/N.” He couldn’t tell her his plan. Not yet. She’ll forgive me though, he thought. She scoffed, uncrossing her arms to grab her stuff. Before she left his bedroom, she turned to look at him. “You know what Peter,” she scoffed, “Liz is all your’s now.” she spat, slamming his bedroom door.

Y/N scurried towards the front door of the apartment. May was sitting on the couch, watching the girl leave. She smiled sadly, “Bye May,” she opened the door but stopped at the sound of his voice. “Y/N,” He said from across the room with a sad look on his face. “Goodbye, Peter.” She slammed the door not looking back.

School the next day was awful for both Peter and Y/N. Peter had no girlfriend to constantly boast about and Y/N had no one to kiss or greet by her locker in the morning. At lunch, Y/N sat with Liz, not saying anything to her with her friends not speaking as well. Liz broke the silence, “I heard you and Peter broke up.“She said sympathetically. Y/N scoffed, “Let me guess, he told you? Did he tell you why?” Liz nodded her head, “He isn’t cheating on you Y/N.” She said looking at the girl honestly.

“Well obviously he isn’t cause we aren’t together, which means he can date anyone he wants. Including you.” Y/N said, grabbing her lunch and moving to sit somewhere away from Liz, and away from Peter. He saw Y/N stand up, angrily and move away from her best friend. This was all his fault.

Later that day, when Peter arrived at the Avengers tower, Tony was furious. Tony walked with Peter into his lab, grabbing the boy by the color of his shirt viciously. “I’ll give you ten seconds to explain why you cheated on my little girl.” He said with venom lacing his voice.

“That’s not what happened, Mr. Stark. I swear.” Peter expressed with a worried tone.. Tony let go of his collar glaring at him. “Then why has Y/N been crying her eyes out?”

Peter rubbed his face with his hands wanting all of this to just blow over. He hated the fact that it was HIS fault as to why the love of his life wasn’t smiling. “Liz was helping me with something…” Peter trailed off, making the genius confused. “Is that a euphemism for sex or something?” Tony grimaced.

“No! No, oh god no. Nothing like that.” Peter said in shock and slight disgust. “What was it then?” Tony crossed his arms, just like Y/N did last night.

Peter sighed, “Liz is Y/N’s best friend so I went to her for advice.”

“For what?” Tony asked, less agitated at the young superhero standing in front of him. Peter looked at his shoes while bouncing on his feet. “I needed help for asking your daughter to Homecoming, so I thought, who knows her better than she knows herself and I thought Liz. That’s all we were doing Mr. Stark.” He said sadly, realizing that all the help he was getting didn’t matter because he wasn’t with his girl anymore.

Tony was still confused, “Couldn’t you have Googled ideas?” He asked,knowing now that it was all a misunderstanding between the juvenile lovers. Peter shook his head.

“It’s not that easy Mr. Stark. I thought maybe Y/N wanted a subtle way to be asked to the dance. But what if she wanted something completely extraordinary. That’s why I went to Liz. But I wasn’t with her constantly. I was with her handful of lunch periods, and we went to Starbucks to talk about it once. Only once.” He explained. Dropping his backpack on the floor.

“How do you plan on asking her?” Tony questioned walking around his lab.

“We’re not together anymore…..” Peter said as if Tony wasn’t listening to the conversation, following the man around the lab. Tony turned around to face Peter. “I don’t care, You were good for her. And I don’t want her dating some idiot. Now, how are you going to ask her?” He questioned Peter yet again.Peter had a big smile on his face, ready to tell him.

That night, there was a knock on Y/N’s window. It wasn’t too late at night, but she knew exactly who it was. “Go away.” She said, loud enough for him to hear her through the window. He tapped on the glass again, “Go away!” She said slightly louder. The tapping continued much to her dismay. Y/N groaned and got up off of her bed to open the window.

She looked through the glass to see Peter Parker, or Spider-Man, hanging upside down on a web, holding a huge teddy bear and roses in one hand with a poster in the other that said, “It would be unBEARable to go to Homecoming without you” in red letters. Y/N froze, looking at him with wide eyes. He flipped over and let go of the webbing.

She opened the window, helping the boy through it and into her room. “Peter, what the hell? We aren’t a thing anymore, remember?” She said a bit agitated. Peter put the poster down, grabbing his mask off of his face, shaking his head to fix his hair. “I swear that I didn’t cheat on you with Liz, alright? She was just helping me with ideas to ask you to Homecoming.” Peter admitted, wanting her to know the truth. Y/N had a more understanding look in her eyes.

“Then why were you bailing on all of our dates?” She asked.

“Crime rates have gone up in New York, despite everyone’s effort to stop it. Trust me, I wanted to go on those dates with you, it’s just- someone needs to be there for the city after the whole hero versus hero thing.” He rushed. “Please, you have to believe me.” He said sadly.

Y/N ran to him, wrapping her arms around him. Peter let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. “I’m such an asshole,” the girl in his arms mumbled against his shoulder, “I should’ve listened to you. I’m so sorry.” Peter rubbed one hand on her back reassuringly holding his gifts for her in the other. “There’s no need to apologize. I would’ve done the same thing though.” He stated honestly. The two pulled away from each other.

Peter moved to pick up the poster to show her again. He had a cheesy grin on his face as he held everything. “Will you go to homecoming with me?” He asked. Y/N nodded her head, “Of course I will.”

Peter went to hand her the teddy bear and the roses. “You know what you should name him?“ Peter asked rhetorically. “What?” She asked with a smile on her face, smelling the flowers.

“Spider-Man.” He said with a smirk on his face, “So that I’m always with you.” Y/N chuckled, examining the bear. “I think it suits him.” She mimicked his smirk, leaning in to kiss the real Spider-Man

I think the hardest part about losing you
was that I didn’t just lose the boy
who called me pretty even when I hadn’t showered in 3 days,
or
the boy who once kissed me in the rain with tears in his eyes

I lost my best friend
the only person who knows what my favorite time of day is
and why
and
the only person who’s calmed me down after a day of nightmares

I’ve lost so much more
than anyone can imagine
and I hear what youre asking
I’m just trying to make it easier on you

—  Conscious//kayla
Hers

And there he stands in all his glory, laughing at something Chris Nolan said to him, a glass of whisky in his hand and his arm around her waist. And all I could do was stand here, from afar, watching them.

“He’ll notice if you keep staring, darling.” Anne handed me a glass of champagne.

“I-I-I was not staring. Just looking how wonderful they are together.” I could feel my face turn red by the second.

“Oh, darling, don’t try to fool yourself, I know you have feelings for him.” She smiled lightly at me. “Actually, I always thought you’re going to be together.”

My smile faltered and I looked at the floor. Silly Y/N, of course Anne knew. Apparently, everybody did! The boys, Gemma, Lou and now Anne. Clearly, I am not very good in hiding my feelings for my best friend. The guy who knows me better than anyone and yet can’t realize how much I adore him.

Harry and I have been friends since we were kids, really. Eventually we went separate ways: He went out to become the biggest celebrity out there and I went to college. Even though we lived in different worlds, we never stopped talking. We’re still best friends even after all this time.

I love him.

But it wasn’t always like this. When we’re younger, our parents used to tell us we would eventually get married. We’re too perfect for each other, that’s something we always knew, even though we didn’t have this types of feeling for each other.

It was in my senior year of college that this said feelings started to show. I spent a few weeks with him and the boys while they’re on tour and suddenly I started to fall for my best friend. If you have seen any movie out there, you would think that the feeling was mutual and we’re happily ever after. Not how things turned out, I’m afraid to tell you. I spent 6 weeks trying to find a way to tell him my feelings, even asked for the boys’ help, but when I was close to figure a way out, he met her. And gosh, how much he adored her. Since the beginning!

You know that stupid line that said when you love someone, you gotta let them go and find their happiness? His happiness was she and I couldn’t stand in the way of that. Even though I knew I loved him more than she could ever love him, it was time for me to set him free.

So I came back. Came to the UK, finished college and found a job I actually like. My life is all put together, as Harry likes to remind me. He’s right, my life is put together, except for my love life. I tried so hard to get over him, to not have feelings for him. I dated, I tried everything I could, but he was always there, in the back of my mind, even when I met my ex-boyfriend, Daniel. We broke up a few months later because he knew I had feelings for my best friend. Poor Dan, such a nice guy and I couldn’t love him.

Harry came back home. And moved in with her, much to my dismay. They’re together for 3 years now and they don’t seem to be breaking up anytime soon. I’m not gonna lie, I’ve thought about telling him, just to get it out of my chest, but I can’t. I cannot ruin this for him. I would rather suffer in silence than ruin his happiness and our friendship.

“Have you thought about telling him?” She asked me while we watched the couple from afar.

“I did.” I whispered. “I just can’t. He’s happy, Anne. He deserves to be happy.”

“My son is a fool, darling. He doesn’t know, but he does have feelings for you. A mother always know and I’m telling you he does. But I understand your side, I just don’t wanna see you both losing time with other people when you could be together!”

I breathed a laugh. Anne was always our biggest supporter, so it’s not a shock to me she would rather me with her son than his actual girlfriend. The poor girl is not a bad girl; she’s just not right for him.

She doesn’t get it how he can be such a morning person, always waking up at a 100%, telling everyone ‘good morning’ in his raspy voice. She thinks its annoying, but the truth is if he doesn’t do this, we’ll go back to sleep and miss his whole day. She doesn’t get his obsession for good health, but if she just asked him about it, she would understand he actually believes that those junk foods can kill you slowly, and he can’t lose anyone in his life, so we all have to eat health food. At least around him. She doesn’t understand how he can feel so down after reading mean comments on the internet, because for her how could The Harry Styles feel anything less than perfect?! He thinks he’s not worth it, even though he truly does deserve everything good that ever happened to him. However, he has insecurities, because by the end of the day, he is just Harry. And all he really wants is cuddles and a few reassurance words that those people are just mean people and are not telling the truth.

She doesn’t know him and a part of me thinks she just doesn’t want to. Yes, she knows what he likes for breakfast, what calms him when his in a bad mood, but she doesn’t know the little things I do.

It’s sad, if you think about it. He’s been with her for 3 years and she doesn’t get him. Maybe that’s why when he needs someone, he runs to me. He runs to my house at 3 A.M just so he could talk about his bad day. She never saw him cry, because he only cries when we’re alone and he can truly show his feelings. I’m the first person he calls when something good or bad happens. I’m his emergence contact in the hospital, I’m his safe place to go when he needs to just take a break. I’m the one who could leave her whole life on hold, just to take care of him when needed.

It’s sad because even thought I am his person, I’m not his and he’s not mine. She has him and I can’t truly express how much I wish that could be me.

“He looks nervous.” I pointed out to Anne.

“I was about to ask you this… Do you know why? He’s been like this for a few weeks now.” She looked deep in thought, trying to find a reason for her son odd behavior.

“I think…” I was interrupted by Louis, who looked out of breath.

“You need to stop him, he will make a terrible mistake, please Y/N, stop him!”

“Louis, what’s going on? What are you talking about? Breathe, Lou.”

“You don’t get it, he’ll…”

“Can I have everyone’s attention, please?” Harry called out from the center of the room. The party quickly died down, waiting for his speech. “I would like to thank you all for coming to my Dunkirk party. It’s so nice to enjoy the movie’s success with all of you, so thank you!”

Everyone around the room clapped and Louis was fussing by side. He looks nervous and I couldn’t understand why.

“As you know this is a special night for me and I wanted to be even more special. Lexa, can you come here, darling?” He asked his girlfriend to join him and I could already feel the tension growing around me. Anne, Louis, Niall, Liam, Lou and Gemma surrounded me and we all were just waiting for something to happen. Anything.

“Lexa, we’ve been together for 3 years next week and I feel so blessed to have you by side. I was smitten with you since the moment I saw you, you can ask Y/N for confirmation.” Everybody laughed a little and I could feel a knot in my through already. “So, in this special date for me and surrounded by friends and family, I would like to ask you…” he got down on one knee. “Will you marry me?”

And just like that my world stopped. I couldn’t hear anything, but I could see her nod and everyone clap for them. I think the boys were talking to me, but I could barely understand what was happening.

He proposed to her.

He is hers.

She is his.

And just like that I realized that all these years loving him, taking care of him, weren’t enough to make him fall for me. I was a silly girl who believed in the fairy tale that everyone thought we would live. I loved him with everything in me, I was always his but he was never mine.

And just like that I ran out of the party, leaving everyone – including the love of my life – behind.

I was always his.

He was never mine.

He was always hers.

*** 

Part 2

It’s been a while, I know, but I hope you’ve liked this. Please, leave me your thoughts about this oneshot, talk to me pleeease. Sorry for any mistakes, English is not my first language!

All the love, B. 

MASTERLIST

Today is June 1st!

Which means we’re officially in the deadline month for posting the last chapter of Home! :) I have 3-5 drawings left and some revisions to the writing part, but I still think I will be able to finish in the next few weeks (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧

Let’s say… The last week of June?

After everything is done I will still have a couple things to do, like going through and adjusting colors, lighting, adding missed details, and formatting. Meanwhile, you can find all sneak peeks here! Thanks for your support and patience ♥ ♥ ♥ *excited clapping*

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“have you ever thought of us being more than just friends?”
have i… you mean… you also…?

please no character hate or that God Damn Meme™, thank you

What’s The Plan? (Peter Parker x reader)

Anon asked:

HI! I JUST SAW HOMECOMING AND IM IN LOVE. Anyway can I get a Peter X reader where the reader is Tony’s daughter (a teleporter) who has a deaf best friend (Fury’s son) who reads lips and has hyper awareness and she just invites Peter and Ned (who now has a Stark internship for his computer skills) and ned and the readers best friend just try to get the reader and Peter together bcs they know they have feelings for each other? (sorry if it’s too much and btw my best friend is deaf in real life💗)

(AN. I really think this is an adorable idea and I warn you, there are tons of fluff in this!!!!! And guess who became literal Tom!spidey trash and less than four hours after seeing Homecoming???? THATS RIGHT. ITS ME! aaanyway these guys helped a me come out with ideas for this fic > @raisafatika @ciaa11 @harukatrash so kudos to them)

-(B/f/n) : best friend’ s name-

-

(B/f/n) is a curious human being. He was born deaf, and that made him optimize the use of his other senses. He was given a hyper-awareness serum by his father, Nick Fury, at a very young age to help him go through the world.

Over time, the serum given to him as a tool to face the world became more like a superpower. He had awareness beyond any human being. He could feel even the tiniest vibrations.

Another challenge in his life was having to pretend that his father is dead.

Nick Fury faked his death a few years ago, and he hadn’t seen him since then. He sent his father anonymous letters from time to time, but Nick couldn’t send anything back to him in fear of giving away his location.

He was grateful to have (Y/n), his best friend. (Y/n) was Tony Stark’s daughter. Her mother died after giving birth, so Tony raised her. She was a genius, much like her father. (Y/n) played a huge role in Tony’s life. After all, six year old (Y/n) was the one who insisted Tony to take things seriously with Pepper.

(Y/n) also had a superpower. As a child, (Y/n) got trapped in her father’s matter transporter prototype. The incident broke the machine, but Tony didn’t care about that. He cared more about his little girl.

The accident gave her the ability to teleport. If she could focus enough, she could scatter her molecules to reform somewhere else. She could control her powers now, but if she teleported too much or too far, the exhaustion could kill her.

They were both avengers to an extent. They went on easy missions, but Tony insisted that they didn’t go on harder ones.

-

(B/f/n) stepped in the lounge. It was another regular day in the Avengers facility. Nothing to do. Neither he nor (Y/n) has school because lessons from Tony and Bruce was better than what any academic curriculum could offer.

He saw (Y/n) sitting contently in the couch watching Star Wars, her Hulk plushie conveniently cuddled in her arms. She was exhausted after teleporting to Manhattan and back. That’s the farthest she’s ever gone.

He smiled at his best friend.

Something else caught his eye. There was a phone on the iron kitchen in the back of the room, flashing with notifications. It wasn’t (Y/n)’s or his, so who’s phone could it possibly be?

He stepped closer and saw the messages.

From: Peter Parker

Hey Happy! Just checking in today!

So apparently, Happy left his phone.

(B/f/n) grabbed a piece of paper and crushed it into a ball and threw it to (Y/n) to get her attention.

“What is it?” (Y/n) asked, turning to him while pausing the movie.

Why did Happy leave his phone? (B/f/n) signed.

His actual gestures were actually: Happy. Leave. Phone. Why? but (Y/n) has gotten good at interpreting ASL.

“I don’t know,” (Y/n) shrugged and went back to watching Star Wars.

Suddenly, an idea came to (B/f/n)’s head.

He unlocked Happy’s phone. It wasn’t that hard. The passcode was Happy’s birthday, and since (B/f/n) had near-photographic memory, it was a piece of cake.

He scrolled through his phone and saw Peter literally spamming him with text messages Happy never bothered to read.

How are you Happy?

I just got home from school.

How’s (Y/n) btw?

Tell her I said hi.

Anyway does Mr. Stark have any missions for me?

I’ll always be ready if you need me, you know.

Don’t forget to tell (Y/n) I said hi.

And it goes on and on like that for at least three months.

There was one thing that (B/f/n) noticed. Peter always asked about (Y/n).

Nobody asks about someone that much unless he had a crush on her.

With blunt realization and sudden excitement, (B/f/n) smiled with glee.

(B/f/n) knew (Y/n) has a crush on Peter. She didn’t tell him personally, but he just knows. He’s aware of the slight blush that colors her cheek whenever Peter is mentioned, or the tension released from her posture whenever Peter enters the room.

He just knows.

(B/f/n) couldn’t tell (Y/n). She wouldn’t believe.

He needed a plan.

So he texted Ned frantically.

-

“(Y/n) invited us for movie night?” Peter asked incredulously, not believing his ears as his cheeks turn as red as the Iron Man suit. He only goes to the Avengers facility for training. He couldn’t believe (Y/n) invited them to movie night.

“That’s r-right,” Ned confirmed, “nothing behind this invitation- not at all!” he stuttered, ending the sentence with a nervous grin.

Peter gave him a suspicious look, but it did not last. His head was already imagining scenarios.

-

“You invited Peter for movie night?” (Y/n) asked incredulously. (B/f/n) shrugged and signed, Technically, I invited Peter and Ned.

“I don’t care! What if I mess up? What if I embarrass myself?” (Y/n) said with pleading eyes.

(B/f/n) rolled his eyes. You’re not gonna mess up, he signed, you’re not gonna embarrass yourself. You’re going to be just fine, okay?

(Y/n) sighed, “Okay,” she said grudgingly.

-

“Do I look okay?” Peter asked Ned, “Please tell me I look okay.”

“Relax, buddy,” Ned reassured, tapping his shoes.

(Y/n) opened the door. “Hi,” she said, smiling playfully. She was wearing an oversized sweater with pajama shorts while Peter was trying his best not to melt into a puddle.

“Hey,” Peter answered, trying to sound brave, but instead it came out more like a squawk. (Y/n) giggled at his reaction as she welcomed them in.

(B/f/n) waved at them and crashed on the couch, followed by the rest.

They agreed to watch Lord of The Rings. (B/f/n) set the subtitles and flopped back on the couch.

-

Halfway through the movie, Ned tapped on (B/f/n)’s shoulder. “what’s the plan again?” Ned whispered.

It’s dark, (B/f/n) signed, I can’t read your lips.

Ned gave him a confused look. “Huh?”

(B/f/n) face palmed. He remembered one thing that he did not think through. Ned doesn’t understand ASL.

Oh, how he hated excitement that ruined his near-perfect memory.

(B/f/n) took out his phone and opened the notes. He typed, what did you say?
And passed the phone to Ned.

Ned took the phone. I said, what’s the plan again?

(B/f/n) took the phone again. Excuse yourself to the bathroom, and I’ll do the same a few minutes after you.

He handed Ned the phone again. Okay. He gave the phone back to (B/f/n).

“Are you guys passing notes on your phone?” (Y/n) asked, slightly confused.

“What? No,” Ned said nervously.

Since (B/f/n) can’t hear a thing and can’t see in the dark, he typed, Who are you talking to?

“You guys are passing notes,” Peter observed.

“O-okay,” Ned stuttered, “I think (B/f/n) is sleepy, aren’t you?” he asked, as (B/f/n) tilted his head in confusion. “and I need to go to the bathroom!” he announced, pushing (B/f/n) out of the lounge and into the hallway. “I’ll be back soon!” he called and disappeared through the door.

“Well that was… wierd,” (Y/n) said uncertainly.

“yeah,” Peter agreed, blushing because he was alone with (Y/n) on the couch watching The Fellowship of the Ring.

(Y/n) scooted closer to him.

Peter noticed something dangling from the girl’s arms. “Is that a hulk plushie?” Peter asked.

(Y/n) blushed in embarrassment. “Umm… Yeah,” she admitted.

“I think it’s cute,” Peter smiled.

(Y/n)’s eyes brightened. “Thank you.”

Then, Peter realized, that if he wanted to confess, this is the perfect time to do so.

“(Y/n)?” Peter called softly.

“yeah?”

“I sorta.. Kinda, y'know…” he started, scratching the back of his head, “you’re just… And I’m, well… I don’t know how to say this and I’m really scared right now… It’s like… You know, when you’re in a room… I, ummm, I get nervous, and I-I don’t know how to act- I just have these feelings, and stuff and- I sorta- kinda like you- but- but y'know if y-you don’t feel the same…but I think I-I’m in love with you -”

Before he could finish his sentence, (Y/n) leaned up to press her lips against his.

Peter couldn’t believe it. (Y/n) Stark was kissing him.

He melted into the kiss in a matter of seconds.

His heart was beating out of his rib cage as he sighed into her lips, happy that he didn’t have to hide anything from her anymore.

They pulled away, out of breath and smiling like idiots.

“Was that your first kiss?” (Y/n) asked smiling contently.

“That obvious, huh?” Peter grinned.

“It was mine, too,” (Y/n) admitted, pecking his lips one more time.

They stayed in silence for a while.

“Hey, Peter?” (Y/n) called.

“hmm?”

“I think I’m in love with you, too.”

-

From the hallway, (B/f/n) and Ned high-fived in happiness that their fatally flawed plan actually worked.

Nick Fury would be so proud.

-

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SKAM S04E09 Clip 1 - Guru Advicing

[Welcome to voice mail from Telenor*. Please leave a message after the beep.]

SANA: Noora, please call me.

ESKILD: Hello?

SANA: Hello, Eskild? Is Noora home? It’s Sana.

ESKILD: Oh my God, they’re just in that penthouse of William’s to fuck. She’ll be back when she’s newly fucked, my little generous girl.

LINN: I think they went to London.

ESKILD: Yeah you think they went to London, but you also thought Grunde was going to win Paradise*, so you have bad judgement, Linn. Be a bit humble.

SANA: I’m just a little worried she’s mad at me.

ESKILD: She didn’t look very mad when she went off in that Aston Martin car to 3 million kroner. 3 million is a lot of money.

SANA: I sent William an e-mail.

ESKILD: E-mail? It’s been a while since I’ve written one of those.

SANA: Yes, but I sent it from Noora’s account.

ESKILD: You sent an e-mail from Noora’s account to William? Okay, what did you write?

SANA: I just wrote “I love you and if you love me, come to Oslo”.

ESKILD: That’s what made him come? An e-mail.

SANA: Yes.

ESKILD: You wrote an e-mail.. Why didn’t you think about that before? You write e-mails all the time, you brag about it. You’re a grown up, Linn. Is that what it took? She’s been stomping around in this self-pitying heartache for 8 months and then all it took was an e-mail? You shouldn’t feel bad about that, that was well done. I’m a bit proud of you. High five.

SANA: But.. I didn’t really do it for Noora’s sake. I did it because she was with a guy I like.

ESKILD: Which guy?

SANA: Just a guy called Yousef.

ESKILD: Yousef? Isn’t that the guy you were trying to pick up last night?

LINN: Once, I sent a used tampon to a girl who made out with my ex.

ESKILD: Have you had a significant other?

LINN: Yes, in the 7th grade.

ESKILD: That was the first and last one?

LINN: Yes.

ESKILD: But now we’re talking about Sana, Linn. We can talk about you later. Right now we’re talking about Sana and cute Muslim boy.

SANA: He’s not a Muslim.

ESKILD: He’s not? Okay. Hm. Do you want some guru advicing?

SANA: What’s that?

ESKILD: I was with this guy, a year ago, a very good relationship - best I’ve ever had. That was with a Turkish son of an ambassador and his name was Lito - you remember that. He was really cool, went to Blinder’n*, cared about human rights, sensitive soul, shared a lot about himself and had the most shapely cock I’ve ever touched. He was also a Muslim and not that I’m religious or anything, because I’m not, but I’ve flipped through the Bible a couple of times and there it says that the most important thing is love, or “love on top” as Beyoncé says, so I think like “What would Jesus and Muhammad do?” and that’s “let the love flow”. So we tried that - “love on top”, meaning I topped and going right into the love and you know about that because you heard. We did that lots of times, and then we started talking about other things, important things, grown up things like life and humanity and stuff and we disagreed a lot. So the conclusion is that relationships between religious and non-religious people are difficult. I cried a lot. Aren’t there some other hotties in that gang? That Elias, isn’t he cute?

SANA: That’s my brother.

ESKILD: That’s.. Yes, that’s your brother. That won’t work. That would be weird. Which religion would you follow? Buddhism or something?

LINN: Bahá'í, maybe.

ESKILD: Bahá'í , maybe. Now I got a bit inspired to research and stuff online. What are you doing today?

*Mobile company
*Reality show
*University of Oslo

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