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anonymous asked:

ur post about fic & racism in the supergirl fandom really got me thinking (especially about my own biases so thank you) but also like, how there’s this incredibly pervasive but subtle new form of racism I haven’t seen b4 in other fandoms? Like on one hand u have this loud condemnation of how racist monel is & how he was a slave owner blabh blah but no corresponding attention given to the existing Black characters. 1/4

I get wlw not wanting to write m/f fic but a lot of the fandom doesn’t reblog (or make) any of the gifsets, they don’t meta for him they don’t call for more screen time for Mehcad. Same for M’gann. SO many posts talking about how awful monel is compare him to Lena and strangely don’t mention the Black female character who also came from an oppressive society to become a hero? And there are like, idk, 4 people? Who write or post wlw fic with M’gann in it? 2/4

Same with Maggie. A huge segment of fandom decided Floriana is white (even tho hollywood clearly won’t cast her in roles for white women) so they use that as an excuse to exclusively stan the very light skinned white wlw. And the way it carries over to the characters, like, okay Flo is white? but Maggie is absolutely treated like a woc in how parts of fandom aggressively ignore her & find ways to demonize her character while overtly supporting lighter skinned characters ¾

And that same part of the fandom doesn’t ever seem to create content for Lucy or Vasquez either. IDK this isn’t something u can probably explore with stats but ur post really got me thinking and it just feels really gross now bc I see all these posts condemning racism but there’s still this extreme perpetuation of privileging white characters at the same time? & I haven’t seen this particular trend in fandom b4 4/4

Oh, anon, this made my day. I have a bunch of notes waiting in a doc to address the whole Mon-El thing with regard to the racist undertones and the rhetoric used by the show to frame his storyline, and I will do my best to write it before the season comes back again, because I genuinely think they tried to aim high and just … missed completely. (But I make no promises because my thesis defense is on Tuesday.)

To your first point re: fandom attitudes – I was surprised in the early half of S2 when so many people came out of the woodwork making posts in the main tag like “wait, why did they get rid of Kara/James??” because, oh right, nobody acted like they cared for almost twelve straight months. If y’all were so okay with this ship, where were you to acknowledge its social significance when it was canon? Where are you now? Why hasn’t there been an outpouring of tweets week after week at the execs and the writers for sidelining an interracial couple in favor of what we’re getting, especially since the storyline literally handwaved away human trafficking and slavery as minor plot points?

Not only that, when there’s unrealized potential for a non-canon ship there is typically an outpouring of fic in response, and while there’s been a statistically significant amount of new Karolsen fic in S2 because it’s pretty easy to top zero percent, the writing there is not keeping pace with any of the other dude-involved pairings. 

And you’re right, anon: it is not possible to prove anything with stats. HOWEVER, thanks to the addition of these new characters for S2, I *am* at the point now where it’s possible to see correlation between character race and fan engagement with different pairing choices. And the bias is there, whether it’s in the het pairings, the femslash, or even the m/m pairings. The whole reason I started tracking fic outputs in the first place was that any attempt to have this conversation last year devolved into yelling and finger-pointing because “you have no proof!” that racial bias is a thing. Except, yanno, all the POC who live with it daily saying that it’s a thing. Well, congratulations y’all: your choices leave digital footprints behind that are pretty easy to follow and chart for everyone to see.

This isn’t actually a new problem, by the way – racism and preferencing of white pairing happens a lot, in almost every fandom. The only difference maybe is that I’ve experimented with quantifying it, which is not something that people usually do when they study fandoms or fan behavior.

It pains me to no end that M’gann has been so overlooked, because her story has just as many dark character beats to it as Lena’s, if not more, plus the added bonus of her sharing a sense of “otherness” with Kara in a way that few other people can. And there is no way the disinterest in that pairing isn’t about race, because there are a whole bunch of ships from S1 between white women who’d never even met each other in canon that have more romantic fics than M’gann/anyone.

And the nonsense about Floriana, which I’ll remind everyone again was started by a white girl, had a demonstrable chilling effect on interest in Sanvers as a pairing. Like. I can actually show that on paper. And you’re absolutely right with what you said above, which bears repeating: Maggie is absolutely treated like a woc in how parts of fandom aggressively ignore her & find ways to demonize her character.

There’s also a treatment of Floriana herself that reminds me uncomfortably of how people went out of their way to demonize Naya Rivera’s personal life whenever she reminded the world she was black instead of just “very tan.” And a lot of the rhetoric people are using to talk about Floriana’s racial heritage is almost verbatim the same as what you’ll find on white supremacist discussion boards about Italian people. I’d love to think this is an accident, but I’ve made some people pretty angry for pointing this out in the past, so I suspect it’s at least partially deliberate.

Lucy was another case that drove me insane, for two reasons:

  1. The vast majority of femslash fans flat-out ignored her as a romantic choice even though there were a whole lot of good reasons to ship her with either Kara or Alex, and a whole lot less negative reasons not to. (And it’s not like Supercat was already dominating the scene before Lucy’s character was introduced. That ship only became popular after the movie Carol came out during the winter hiatus of S1.)
  2. People had the same fight last year about whether or not Lucy counted as a WOC and ultimately insisted that the answer was no. But then people kept on ignoring her anyway like somehow dubiously legal boss/employee relationships, potential treason, and incest were more logical bases for attraction.

Also, to the people who have been like “oh yay we could’ve had Dichen as Maggie, a real WOC” like somehow this would have made the fandom love her more – you’re full of shit. If you mean that, why has there been so little fic about Dichen as Roulette? Like, last year there were a whole bunch of shipfics featuring Livewire. There was Kara/Siobhan. And yet … no dark scenarios of Supergirl/Roulette? No Alex ones? There were even a bucketload of those for each Danvers sister + Max Lord, and this fandom isn’t even that into dudes. You’re telling me no one is interested in this kind of hero/villain dynamic with the Asian chick and somehow that’s not also about race?

tl;dr I suspect that a decent chunk of this problem is the result of subconscious bias, but some of it’s not. And what’s really sad about it is that, for all the talk on Tumblr about representation being important, we’re really doing no better as media producers than Hollywood when it comes to race. If anything, we might actually be doing worse.

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I went through all the times Dark made an appearance in yesterday’s videos again, including the old ones (don’t blink, don’t move and relax). Here are my thoughts (this turned out way longer than planned, and it’s not even all, yay for way to much theorizing?):

If you’ve found the Exit video, you know that after you go through the door, you see Dark smiling at you and you get put back into prison. Dark made the loop. Like @caustic-synishade​ pointed out here (and Mark “confirmed”): he wants you to get stuck in the game. Now I was thinking, why the prison? Mark even said at the beginning that he’s seen us before, so that would make more sense right? But consider this: the only way you can get Mark killed in the game, without Dark making a clear appearance, is by choosing to split up. That event only occurs when you escape the prison again, Dark wants you to find this other option. This way, you make it easier for him to take over. He doesn’t even have to go through all of the trouble of killing Mark, you took care of that. (More on Dark taking over later)

Originally posted by septicpotato

So, Dark makes a clear appearance when you choose the Horror play in the theatre. There are some (okay, way too many) things that caught my attention regarding his powers. First, Mark disappears. Dark appears on the stage, your vision gets stretched and weird. Next thing you know, you’re somewhere else, with Dark in front of you. This, suddenly appearing somewhere else, happens a lot in the videos with and without Dark. The ones with Dark are more sudden, unlike the other ones, where Mark hugs you, puts his hands before your eyes, etc. I think he also did this during the Exit video, like I pointed out before, when you are suddenly put back in the prison. This makes me think that Dark is capable of some serious telekinesis (I have so much more to say about this! So I’ll probably do a different post on what I think Dark’s powers are, with more detail and research).

His behaviour is also very interesting (during the Horror, Freedom and Left videos)! Like @http-jack​ says in this post (thank you for putting my thoughts together so well!), Dark is serious business. He wears a suit, makes sure he speaks clearly, puts his hands behind his back and has good posture. This guy is bursting of self-confidence and he doesn’t play around. But that doesn’t mean he never loses his temper. Every single time he raises his voice, you can see that he didn’t mean that to happen. He fixes his tie and jacket, sighs and continues his speech. If we say that the options Dark gives you at the end of Horror are the “canon” times he made an appearance, then he’s been around since June 2012. More than enough time to get seriously pissed off.

Originally posted by markfangirl

Not only his behaviour, but also the things he says lead me to believe that Dark is anything but happy with Mark.I’ve been pushed aside. Replaced. Mocked. And then, he had the gall to not invite me to his little adventure with you. No more. Never again. It’s my turn now.
He’s angry with Mark’s arrogance and ignorance towards him. He’s waited long enough, giving Mark the change to do this willingly, but if Mark won’t let him in, he’ll do it himself. He’s jealous of all of the attention Mark’s been getting, while he was humiliated and forgot. He’s desperate to show off how stupid Mark was for ignoring him. “Take your pick, anything of four different choices. More than he could’ve ever given you. (…) If dinner is what you want, then I can provide. And I can take you wherever you’d like to go. (…) I can give you anything! (…) There’s nothing you, or he, can do to stop me!” He shows off how strong he is and how weak Mark is beside him. He straight up says he can give you so much more than Mark, you just have to let him in, it’s as simple as that.

Dark’s loving all the attention he’s finally getting. He’s putting up one hell of a show. He shows off his powers, mocks Mark and he pretends he gives you a choice (with the loop the choice at the end of Horror). Even though Mark puts up a fight, I don’t think Dark ever really leaves or gave any of us a choice:

I’ll talk more about the difference in the speech of Mark and Dark in the Right and Left videos in the powers post, but at the end of both videos, it’s clear Dark is still there. When you “accidentally” kill Mark, it’s clear Dark’s still here and here to stay. “But now we’re going to be together, forever.”
If you actually shoot Dark, he’s not gone. In the Right video, your vision is still somewhat distorted, but the actual Mark is there. Dark never left and he didn’t actually give you a choice, he took control. It’s his turn now.

Now, I was thinking, why is Dark so obsessed with getting a connection between you and him? “I’ve been waiting a long time to get some, personal time between us. (…) So, now that we are here together, we can really get know each other.”
Consider this: he needs us. He can take over Mark, but Mark’s able to push him out. But we’re not. Mark’s there in his physical form, we’re not. He knows that Mark cares a lot about us, so what does he do? Make us suffer. He loves to see Mark suffer (in don’t blink and relax, Mark’s hurt in some way), and he knows he can hurt him by hurting us.

Originally posted by markfangirl

If you read the whole thing, thank you! I’d love to hear your thoughts on this. I’ll do way more theorizing on things like: Is Dark there the entire time? What are his powers? What even is he? How far does this rabbit hole even go? Who knows Dark, who knows.

anonymous asked:

I'm so glad Kirishima is getting so much spotlight, he really deserves it!!!! And it looks like hes gonna get more, since hes in the main group along with Deku, Uraraka and Tsuyu. I;m so hyped!!!

Honestly!!!!!!!!!!! That’s one interesting group tbh, Kirishima and Tsuyu’s interactions are always incredibly adorable to watch and seeing Kirishima interact for so long with pure and good people is gonna be hard on my heart (I mean, you know I’m 100% a bakusquad fan but they’re all at least in part assholes and Kiri fits with them just right, he can be just like Sero and Kaminari and I love it, but then his interactions with Amajiki have been so pure can you imagine an arc filled with that I’m already crying)

I just hope my other faves won’t completely disappear through this arc haha sigh

Anon said: So which Kacchan quote do you like best “Die your bacteria fucks, dieee!” or “BRING YOUR DAMN TRASH TO ME”?



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Happy Accidents (reader x Bucky) [AH pt 10(End)]

Characters: reader x Bucky, Sam, Steve, Nat, Tony, Bruce (mentioned)

Summary: Reader stays home from a mission and Bucky returns with unexpected news that could change your life together forever. 

Warnings: lil angst, mostly fluff. Mentions of illness and possible pregnancy. 

Word Count: 4k. (last part, I needed all the words! )

A/N: Well, this is it!! The last part. It’s been a long time coming and I’m sorry about the wait, but I hope it’s worth it! This series was my baby. Part 1 was my first fic written and posted EVER. Thank you all for sticking around and supporting me and this series! Please let me know what you think! :)

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“There really is no one like you, Y/N. It’s good to be home.”

Now that Bucky was back, the tower felt like home again to you, too.


One Year Later

“I’m going.”

“No, you’re not.”

“Bucky. I feel fine!! I’ve been fine all morning. I am going on this mission.”

Bucky opened his mouth to protest, but your determined expression stopped him, throwing his hands up in surrender.

You smiled victoriously, gathering the last of your gear and tugging the zipper closed on your duffel. The both of you already wore your combat gear, ready to board the Quinjet that was leaving in 10 minutes. Steve had interrupted breakfast saying there was a last minute mission so you and Bucky, along with Bruce, Clint, and Steve were heading out as soon as possible. Steve protested your joining the mission, too, which annoyed you. What was up with that?

One last scan around the room to make sure you had gathered everything, you met Bucky’s eyes.

“You ready, babe?” you asked him.

“Yup. How ‘bout you, doll?”

You paused, holding up one finger before you bolted for the bathroom and lost your breakfast. Aw, crap.

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(English Script) Mafumafu’s new “Slime-Making” video

Mafumafu posted a new live-action “cooking” video so I translated the whole script! Again, I can’t add subs to his channel because he doesn’t have community contributions enabled, so you’ll have to read it in text form, sorry ;; I tried to break the lines up by “scene” in my usual script format, but Mafu is the only “speaker” in this video, so I apologize if it’s hard to follow or anything. You can watch the original video through the link above. Enjoy!

(Btw no, he never said who was filming this whole thing, if you were wondering~ Also if you catch any references or anything that I may have missed since I don’t play Dragon Quest, please let me know! )

Please do not reprint these translations without permission or use them to upload subbed versions of the video to any site.

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Happy Valentine’s Day! (part 2)

(A/N): IT’S FINALLY HERE. I’M SORRY. I didn’t want this to be in more than 2 parts so I just waited till it was all written, but here you go!

Part 1


Will Solace, Apollo cabin counselor and head healer in the infirmary, is used to being called and needed. He just wishes he could pause everything for a moment. He’s been in the infirmary most of the day today, and while, in the past, this would have been perfectly fine, now he has someone who he wants to give his full attention to and be with at all times.

It is a miracle that he’s dating Nico di Angelo. Well, actually, not really. It was pretty obvious they liked each other, but both boys were too nervous and self-conscious about everything until Will mustered up the courage to ask the son of Hades out (with some pushing from Jason, Percy, and his entire cabin).

With a sigh, Will turned from the stack of papers he was working through to see one of his younger siblings quickly walking up to him. “Yes?”

“Where do we keep the salves for lava burns?” She was relatively new to the infirmary.

“In the cabinet right over there, left side.” Will, on the other hand, knew this place inside and out.

“Okay thanks!” she waved as she walked away.

Will ran a hand through his hair, glancing at the clock on the wall. Dinner’s almost done, he thought, I wonder if Nico will visit. He smiled at the thought of seeing the beautiful, dark-haired boy. Nico was the one person he couldn’t think about without smiling, bringing with it excitement and renewed energy.

“Thinking of someone?” Kayla sidled up to him with a knowing smile.

Will simply rolled his eyes, unable to deny his sister. “What do you want?”

She smirked as she asked, “I just wanted to know what you and Nico are doing for Valentine’s Day tomorrow?”

Will tilted his head as thought this over again - he’d been thinking about it all day - and said, “Not that I don’t love the holiday and want to make my first one in a relationship special, but I’m thinking I just won’t bother with it. I mean, me and Nico, it’s just all so new, you know? And he’s not used to showing affection so I don’t want to push him into anything too fast. Besides, you should be loving to your significant other every day, not just Valentine’s Day. I dunno, it really doesn’t sound so bad, honestly. I just want to spend time with him.” It was true - Will really really liked Nico, but he felt like he should show that affection every day, show Nico that someone truly cared for him in every way. Maybe it’d be nice to do something romantic or fancy, but Will wouldn’t push.

“Hm, guess that makes sense. That’s really thoughtful, Will. I never looked at it that way.” She smiled at him and gave him a pat on the back as she stood to leave. “Nico’s pretty lucky to have you, bro.”

As she walked away, Will could only think that he was the lucky one. He gets to know Nico in a way no one ever has, and that’s really what he wants. Sure, Will is a hopeless sucker for romantic gestures, but he’d rather let Nico be comfortable and work on his timetable than accidentally scare him away.

Will was sure tomorrow would be fine, as long as he got to be with Nico.


Just like every other day, Will woke up with the sun. Luckily for him, he enjoyed being up early and seeing the camp quiet and calm, with just a few campers milling about so early. Will got ready and headed out the door to the infirmary, as he always does, to do inventory and make sure it was set up for the day. What he didn’t expect was a bouquet of roses sitting on his desk.

For a moment, Will just stood there in the doorway, staring at the roses uncomprehendingly. After a few blinks and a glance at his desk calendar, he remembered. It’s Valentine’s Day. But then, that would mean…

“Nico,” Will thinks aloud with a smile. Nico remembered that it was Valentine’s Day. And he did something sweet for him. Will walked over to his desk with a fond smile on his face and picked up the bouquet. He smelled them and was genuinely enraptured by them, even though he knew they didn’t really smell like much, because no one has ever done something like this for him before.

It was then that he noticed a note on his desk that must’ve been under the flowers. It was scribbled in what can only be Nico’s best attempt at cursive, which was messy, but Will was touched by how hard he tried for him.

Meet me at the edge of the woods. -N (A/N: I don’t remember the camp layout but Will knows okay)

“The woods?” Will had been expecting a simple Happy Valentine’s Day, but apparently, there was more. Then suddenly, Will had a thought. I only have a small thing for him. His eyes widened and his panic began to rise a bit as he thought over the small gift he had. He put thought into it but hadn’t wanted to go overboard, considering he wasn’t even going to do anything for Valentine’s Day.

Well, I mean, it’s okay, right? It’s the thought that counts, Will thought hopefully to himself. Maybe Nico just wants to meet up and make sure I don’t work in the infirmary today. Yeah. That’s it. Definitely nothing big planned, Will assured himself as he opened his desk drawer and took out his gift for Nico. It was a small box with a yellow bow on it. Inside was a simple black and yellow bandana bracelet Will had braided for Nico in crafts class. He made a matching one for himself and figured that it’d be a nice, simple reminder of their relationship.

With a sigh, Will scooped up his bouquet and left with a little skip in his step, his excitement and affection growing as he grew nearer to the woods.


Nico anxiously waited at the edge of the woods, having barely slept the night before due to preparations and his nerves. He was so nervous. Aside from him chiding himself about forgetting the holiday, the last-minute planning and gathering of supplies was stressful. Plus Piper had made a huge fuss about what he was going to wear, since Nico had absolutely no idea and no options.

Piper dressed him simply, yet stylishly, with nice black jeans and a gray button down long sleeve that he rolled up to his elbows. His top button was undone and his sword and combat boots remained, but he had to admit, his look made him feel slightly more confident about doing something nice for his boyfriend.

Nico ran a hand through his hair, messing up however Piper had combed it earlier. His mind was racing with thoughts, making it hard to stand still. Is Will going to like it? Is it too much? Too little? Is he up already? No, duh, of course he is. Did he go to the infirmary? Did he get the flowers? What if he didn’t? What if this is a mistake—

His thoughts are interrupted by a certain son of Apollo nearly skipping towards him, bouquet of roses in hand. Nico’s breath caught. He could never get over how beautiful Will was, especially in the morning. The sun caught his hair perfectly, glinting off the mop of blond and making it look like it was glowing. The red roses reflected a bit of red onto his face, making it look like he was blushing, or maybe he was. His smile is as brilliant and wide as ever, outwardly displaying his abundant happiness. And then his eyes. Nico gets lost in those vibrant, shining blue eyes that bare his every emotion, none better than his love and joy. To Nico, they meant comfort, home, and more. No one could convince Nico that anyone’s eyes were more beautiful and meaningful than Will Solace’s.

Then suddenly those eyes were almost directly in front of him and Nico realized how long he had been staring. He shut his mouth, which he hadn’t even realized was slightly open, and thrusted out his hand that held a sunflower, mumbling a bit as he said, “Happy Valentine’s Day.”

With a gentle laugh, Will accepted the flower and said, “Aww Neeks, Happy Valentine’s Day. I didn’t expect anything, you know. You didn’t have to do anything special.”

At this, Nico looks up at him. He knows that Will loves romantic gestures – he’s a sucker for love. He realized that Will was respecting his boundaries by not jumping on Valentine’s Day, making his heart swell and his courage to spike for a moment. Taking a deep breath, Nico looked directly into Will’s eyes and stated, “You should expect it. I’m your boyfriend, aren’t I?”

Will’s heart could’ve jumped over a skyscraper with how hard it was trying to jump out of his chest. Both boys blushed at the word “boyfriend”, but Will somehow managed to smile even wider and brighter. “I’m sorry I doubted you, boyfriend,” Will teased, though it was no joke how much he loved saying that. “What are we doing now, then?”

Nico grabbed Will’s hand and pulls him into the woods with a small smile. “You’ll see.”


When they get to the clearing, the sight took Will’s breath away. There was nothing particularly incredible about it - a picnic blanket was laid out in the center of the area with some pastries and fruits on it. It was a simple picnic, but the idea of it, the thought that went into planning this and making it happen, was something Will could hardly fathom someone going through for him. It was sweet and romantic and so perfect to Will, he could barely speak to show his gratitude and love to Nico.

Nico saved him by speaking first, saying, “I come out here a lot to think. I always have. I don’t think anyone really knows about it, but I wanted to share it. With you.” Nico was blushing, he knew it. Sharing something this personal was difficult, but when Piper suggested a picnic, he knew this was the perfect spot. He knew that Will, if anyone, was the one he could trust with everything.

Having not made eye contact yet, Will turned to face Nico fully, taking both of his hands in his own. “Thank you for sharing with me, Nico.” Nico finally gazed up into his eyes, and Will could see the nervousness and vulnerability in that one look. This boy, this beautiful, strong warrior, was broken, but was also trying, reaching out for someone, for him. “This whole picnic is lovely, and I’m really glad you like and trust me enough to show me this personal place of yours. I’m glad this place even exists, just for you.”

Nico scoffed a bit, “Of course I like you enough, Solace. I am dating you.” He turned his head and looked out at the clearing and surrounding trees. “The nymphs here know me. They’ve known me since I was younger, since I first came to camp and found this place. They also assisted me with this whole thing, keeping it nice and all.” Nico smiled fondly at the area, remembering how much time he spent here thinking, venting, and how the nymphs comforted him in their subtle ways. Then he looked over at his boyfriend, who was already looking back at him lovingly. Nico knew he made the right choice in letting him into his life, even if Will would’ve shoved himself in no matter what.

Then Will remembered his own gift, exclaiming, “Oh! I may not have planned out a whole Valentine’s Day date, but I do have a present for you. Here.” Will pulled the box out of his pocket and handed it to Nico. Surprised, Nico gently opened the box to reveal the bracelet.

“I have a matching one. I made it to, I don’t know, represent us. Also to show that you’re mine, so no one can steal you away.” Will grinned as he grabbed Nico’s hand and tied the bracelet around his wrist. It’s a simple gesture, yet it couldn’t have made Nico happier. He was Will’s, and Will was his. He was cared for by someone, and Nico was embracing it wholeheartedly, not regretting it for a second.

“Someone’s a little possessive, hm?” Nico playfully tugged Will toward the picnic that was waiting for them. “Come on, let’s eat. I’m up too early to be feeling all these things.” He laughed, and it was about the most beautiful sound Will has ever heard.

After the picnic, the rest of the day consisted of hanging out, chatting, cuddling, laughing, and, you know, just being a couple. It was the greatest Valentine’s Day either boy has ever experienced.

Happy Belated Valentine’s Day!

Keep it Professional Chp. 15 Sneak Peek....

Hey friends, so I am in the end-of-the-semester-panic/survival mode that I’m sure a lot of you can relate to, so sadly there won’t be a new chapter going up today. When will it go up? Not totally sure. It might not be until next Sunday, but it might be sooner, I’ll keep you posted :) In the meantime, my ask box is always open if you want to ask questions (and you know me, I’m pretty easy to get hints about upcoming stuff out of lol) and I also have a little sneak peak for you of the upcoming chapter…

*some of this is likely to change slightly in the final version of the chapter*

Iris gasped, “Oh Felicity, I found the perfect dress for you. You’re a knock-out in red, you have to try this on.”

From where he was standing keeping an eye on things while Iris and Felicity shopped for the CatCo party that coming Friday, Oliver watched her take the red dress of the rack. Felicity appeared from around another rack with a dress in her hand to take a look at Iris’ selection.

“That is really pretty,” Felicity agreed. He agreed too. “Here let’s swap, because I think this would be perfect on you.”

She handed Iris the dark blue dress she had been holding and the two of them disappeared behind the curtain of the dressing room.

While he was waiting for them to emerge, his phone started ringing and he pulled it out to see that it was John. Taking a deep breath, he pushed to receive the call.

“Hey man, what’s up?”

“Just calling to check in and see how things are going out there….”

The day before…

“Oliver, stop, you’re not paying attention to the movie.” She laughed and squirmed in his lap as he kissed her neck. He had had no idea that the night before was going to end the way it had, and he probably could have convinced himself that the whole thing had been a dream if she hadn’t bid him good morning earlier by coming up behind him while he was making coffee and wrapping her arms around his torso in a sleepy hug.

Over the course of his employment he had opened himself up to her more than his professional obligations necessitated, and now with her opening the door for him to stop shoving aside his feelings for her, months of affection he had been holding back all wanted to burst through at once. He was glad for the friendship they had already built, something that was markedly different from his past relationships, and the subsequent comfort and trust between them as they progressed their relationship into something more.  

“I read the book,” he muttered against her bare shoulder where her big Smoak & Kuttler pajama shirt was slipping off. “I know what happens.”

She was facing the television so he couldn’t see her face, but he had a feeling she was rolling her eyes at him and he smiled, pressing his lips against her skin one last time, before leaning back against the couch cushions to continue watching Harry and the gang hunt down horcruxes. A feeling of contentment settled over him as she relaxed against his chest and he wrapped his arms around her—

He cleared his throat, “Uhh things are going well.”

Deep down he knew that they were eventually going to have to be transparent about their relationship, but being on opposite sides of the country for the time being made it easy to prolong that conversation, or more likely, multiple conversations, that he had a feeling would be incredibly uncomfortable.

Thank you for your patience with as I focus on school (just two more weeks left and then it’s summer break which equals more time for writing, yay!), hopefully this will tide you over for now :) 

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Stress Reliever

Originally posted by wowdrugstiles

Pairing: Barry Allen x Reader

Summary: Barry being (Y/N)’s stress reliever.

Word count: 768

A/N: Who’s up for some fluff? I hope that you guys like it. I am power-posting until I have time to write imagines, let’s thank weekends. YAY!

Feel free to give me some feedbacks or request me something, ask box is always open for you, guys.

I love you all so much.

- G. x

It’s been a long and tiring day for you at work, since your shift at CC Jitters was during the most hectic part of the day.

You didn’t do anything, except preparing uncountable types of coffee, from a simple macchiato, latte macchiato, cappuccino, espresso, double espresso to American coffee, and cleaning the coffee tables the whole morning.

It was Iris’ day off, so you didn’t get much help today. Your co-workers had other things to do and you had no choice but to satisfy your clients’ needs alone.

Once you arrived in your shared flat with your boyfriend Barry, you plopped down on the red and cosy couch.

“Tired, Babe?” Barry asked you as he picks up your trench coat and black leather bag from the floor, putting them on their places.

“So much.” You said after you unleashed a long and deep sigh. “No work today?”

“I decided to stay here with my lovely girlfriend.” He gave you a peck on your cheek and you flashed him a sweet smile.

“Sweet.” You bit your lower lip as he sat on the part of the couch where your feet were. “How about at S.T.A.R. Labs? What if they need you?”

“They can call me, but you are always my priority. Remember that.” He seriously told you as he took off your boots and threw them across the flat’s door.

“Why are you so sweet?” You raised an eyebrow and he flashed you a death glare. “Where’s my Barry?”

“Oh, shut up!” He threw you a cushion and it landed on your face.

“Bar!” You corrugated your forehead as you threw him the cushion back, but he managed to dodge it. “Unfair.”

“I love you.” He told you as he tried not to laugh.

“I don’t.” You glared at him and you kicked his leg playfully with your right feet.

“Your feet stink, idiot.” He got your feet and he started to tickle it. You hated him for knowing your weaknesses.

“Bar, stop!” You said in between your loud laughs. “Barry!” You kicked him, trying to escape from his grip.

“Loser.” He teased you as he stopped tickling you. You rolled your eyes and you pouted your reddish lips.

“Loser my ass!” You threw him a cushion and you hit his face fully. His eyes widen as he realized that you finally hit him. “Who’s the loser now?”

“Stupid.” He snorted for your childish gestures, also because he knew how competitive you were.

“What now?” You threw him another cushion and he dodged it.

“Nothing.” He stopped laughing, but he flashed you a wide smile. “I love you, no matter how peevish and competitive you are.”

“Aw.” You melted in his sweetness and you flashed him a wide and flattered smile. “I love you too, pain in the ass.”

You both let out a loud laugh as he got up and laid on top of you to hug you tight.

“Still tired?” He whispered in your ear as he tried not to crush or hurt you.

“Kind of.” You honestly replied, even though he somehow helped you a little bit.

“Then the cooking is on me tonight.” He happily exclaimed.

“No!” You harshly shook your head. “You suck at cooking and you know that.”

“I was trying to be sweet here.” He rolled his eyes. “Party pooper.”

“Oops.” You covered your mouth and you giggled. “Sorry.”

“I was kidding, idiot.” He pressed his lips on your forehead. “C'mon, pizza is it then.” He rolled his eyes at the thought of how you spoilt his plans.

“Much better.” You winked at him and he playfully pinched your nose.

“Stop bullying me or you’re not getting your free full body massage tonight.” He threatened you and your eyes widened for excitement.

“I’m sorry, babe.” You caressed his cheek and you kissed him on his lips. “You know that I love you so much and that you are the best boyfriend that I’ve ever had.”

“Sweet talker!” He brushed his nose against yours and you flutter shut your eyes.

“I love you, Bar.” You seriously said still having your eyes closed.

“I love you too, (Y/N).” He replied, leaving your childish discussions behind. You smiled once again and you then felt his warm lips closed the gap between the two of you.

You both shared a deep and passionate kiss, relieving your stress even more. You both spent your night cuddling and making out as you waited for the night to come.

You somehow felt relaxed and relieved and that’s all thanks to your favourite, lovable and adorable stress reliever: Barry Allen.

Imagine that growing up, you were the ‘little sister’ of your neighborhood and you’ve always had a massive crush on Rafael who is oh so adorably oblivious.
  • You always make a point to touch base with him every once in a while and now that you’re all grown up, you become a lounge singer and you invite him to see your set.
    • The whole time he’s in awe and falls for you strong. And after that he makes sure you stay in contact and you become closer and closer and not exactly going out on dates but you’re definitely more than friends.
  • Eventually you start becoming more and more touchy feely and he keeps telling you that he would introduce you to the SVU squad but he always kind of puts it off because he’s a little nervous about taking that step with you, especially when you’ve never really discussed it.
    • Also he’s always kind of nervous about what the squad would think about him kinda sorta dating someone ten years younger than him.
  • Time passes a little and you take matters into your own hands when you get yet another text apologizing for not being able to make it to lunch because he’s stuck at the precinct working on a case. So you go down to bring him lunch and giggle when his mouth is like, gaping, and you just kiss his cheek and leave.
    • Later over dinner he talks about how the team wouldn’t drop it the entire time you he there and now you HAVE to properly meet or else they won’t ever shut up about it
    • The whole time you’re smirking, all satisfied with yourself.
  • After a pretty casual dinner, he would draw a really hot bath for both of you and the two of you go to bed all snuggled up.
    • During the night he chuckled to himself (quietly so he doesn’t wake you) because you hum in your sleep and he’s like holy fuck I’m in love with her.
  • If he’s honest with himself, he knows he falls for you even harder for the most mundane things.
    • Like he loves watching you braid your hair
    • and he’s just so transfixed and when you’re over the stove cooking. He can’t help but stare because your hair is a little bit frizzy and you’re slightly flushed but still grinning and singing under your breath and ahhhhhh. He just loses it.
    • And the best part is that he thinks he’s being slick, thinking you don’t notice what he’s doing but the whole time you’re just like ‘wwwwwwwhhhhhaaaaattttt are you thinking Mr. Lawyer Man?’
  • What makes him finally say ‘I love you’ is when he comes home to you singing in Spanish along to the radio and cooking his favorite meal and he’s just like ‘Yup that’s it this is the girl I’m going to marry one day’
  • And it’s so incredibly hard to fight because he hates seeing you upset and you can never take him seriously because he is just so GOD DAMN FUCKING HOT when he’s angry.
    • You end up being adults and talking about it later before bed because you two made a silent rule to never go to bed angry with each other.
    • and that’s just another reason he loves you, because sometimes you’re more mature than he is
    • sometimes you have to remind him that you come from the same place because sometimes he treats you like you’re so fragile and you’re just like ‘I can kick your ass carino’
    • He finds himself getting really impulsive when it comes to you and you’re always just like  'hey babe please chill’ and he admires you so much for that because it’s the exact opposite of him. Like he can be super calm and forward thinking during court but once you get involved all thinking goes out the window and he just kicks into gear to make sure that you’re safe and happy
  • As a kid were essentially the definition of a tomboy. You grew up with three older brothers and did everything with them and essentially idolized them and that’s why Raf is just floored when he sees you as a lounge singer.
    • And then your brothers find out about the two of you
      • the brother closest to your age is like ‘yay! Congrats! I knew you liked him! How ironic that you met up again!’ and the next oldest is just so confused he’s like 'rafael? That nerdy scrawny kid from all those years ago?? Really?’ but the oldest is your typical macho protective brother that just completely freaks out because you guys didn’t really grow up in the safest place. So you’ve got him like 'Rafael? What’s his address, blood type, social security number etc….’
    •  And then your brothers tell your mom and your mom tells his mom
      • Both Raf’s mom and your mom couldn’t be more thrilled and they’re already planning a wedding and both you and Raf  are like ‘chill not yet we haven’t even talked about marriage!’ But let’s be real here, you both have thought about it but are too scared to admit it.
      • While the firing squad of questions was incredibly embarrassing, it did mean that once you got home and were in bed, you’d talked about what it’d be like to have a family together.
  • When the two of you start talking about a family it starts with you saying something like “hypothetically if we were to get married what would it be like?” And he would be just like “well um first I would have to purpose….” and then you spend the majority of the night planning a “perfect future”. But the entire three hour conversation would be “hypothetically” and “in theory” and you both start giggling about it once it gets late enough.
    • The next day Barba buys an engagement ring
  • The first person he tells about the ring is Liv.
    • Each time he tells a new member of the team they just aren’t surprised in the slightest.
    • When he tells Liv she just kind of laughs and is like “yeah saw that coming when she first showed up with your lunch”
    • Finn is all 'wait, you haven’t been married this whole time? Because you could’ve tricked me’
    • Sonny is just like ‘Yup I’m the best man and also when’s the wedding I need to start planning the bachelor party’
    • Raf is both really proud and happy that the team likes you but is also so incredibly flustered

Thank you so much @smxkingimages for the original idea this still gives me life omg. If anyone wants to see anymore of this imagine thing, we’ve got plenty more where this came from that I’d be more than happy to post (; 

Seventeen reaction to: You kissing them out of nowhere

Yay! I love this idea! Sorry I haven’t been much active these past months…life was hell! But now I’m back! I’ll try my best to post regularly! 

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~ Marie, xx


S.Coups - Seungcheol:

“Oh dear, you scared me!” He giggled as you just came behind him. He was sitting on the couch, his head leaned on the pillow. You bent over and kissed his lips. 

“Feel better Seungcheol-oppa(hyung)?”
“Definitely” He smiled, pulling you in his arms.

Vernon - Hansol:

He had taken you out on a date out in Seoul. You had been seeing eachother for two or three weeks now and you were just casually walking together, holding hands. Hansol stopped in front of a shop, just to look what was inside. You took action and pulled him in a tender kiss, surprising him at first but he quickly melted into it.

“Well, that was fun jagiya” 

Originally posted by hanwooz


He had been over to your house to kill a spider that was in the corner of the wall. You had called him over to come and kill it, and this sweet little guy came over to save the day. Once the killing was done, your first reflex was to kiss him. He didn’t hesitate to kiss you back and pull you tightly in his arms.

“I should come kill spiders more often” he smirked.

Originally posted by mc-gyu


You had been practicing this collaboration with Mingyu for hours and when you finally got the whole choreography without any hesitation you jumped in joy at the end of the dance. He picked you up in his arms to spin you around with a huge grin planted on his face. Your lips instantly collided with eachother, your hands holding on the back of his neck. 

“Yes! Finally! I was waiting for this for SO long!” Was what he said when he put you back down.


You were relaxing after a dance practice with Jeonghan, sitting at the foot of the wall. You were both exhausted and laughing at nothing. You leaned your head on his shoulder and he dared a look on you with his toothy grin. Without second thought, you planted your lips on his sleepily, making him smile. 

“I think you’re tired jagi”

Joshua - Jisoo:

You had been seeing eachother for some time now and he wanted to present you to his parents the next time he would go to L.A. When he told you what he wanted to do, you grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him in a kiss, locking lips together. His hands held on the small of your back, pulling you close to him. 

“Wow, I love your kisses”


He was left kinda perplex about what had just happened with you. You were at a party with the lads and you came up to Seungkwan, clearly drunk and didn’t hesitate to just kiss him. YOLO right?

“Whoa Y/N-ah, uhm…maybe you should go to bed” He seemed hesitant, but he lowkey was screaming in joy on the inside.

DK - Seokmin:

You and Seokmin were best friends since your trainee years. You two were so close that people started wondering if you were together. Nothing happened between the two of you until you were in and interview at Weekly Idol with your group and with Seventeen. You played a game the two groups mixed and none of you thought of the camera, but the time seemed right. You kissed him before he thought about anything else. His cheeks went red but he had a huge smile on his face. 

“FINALLY!” Yelled Hansol in the background as the camera did a zoom on the kiss. 

Woozi - Jihoon:

You had followed him to a fan meet and signing but of course, you were kept in the background. But you decided to join the crowd, pretending to be a fangirl (which you were) and get some merch signed. You showed up to each one of the boys, playing around until you reached Jihoon. You bent over the table and pulled him by the collar into a tender kiss. When you pulled away, he had his cute smile on his face. 

“Well that was interesting” he chuckled.

Hoshi - Soonyoung:

During a V-Live you were doing with Soonyoung simply eating and chatting, you decided to play a game and the winner got to do whatever he wanted. You won the game, teasing Soonyoung as he was being a sore loser. You pulled him by the collar and kissed him. When you pulled away. 

“Are you done being a baby?” You asked him, chuckling. 

**reaction is the GIF**

Dino - Chan:

He was shocked when you pulled away, giving you his cute ass baby face. He was in awe and smiled for hours afterwards. You had kissed him during breakfast time that morning, no warning, anything. He was speechless for some time but he finally managed to get some words out of his mouth.

“Wow Y/N-ah!” Was all he could say.

The8 - Minghao:

During a party, you were getting dangerously close to Minghao. He was just fooling around. He didn’t think about anything serious that night, until you pulled him on you, attacking his lips with yours. He didn’t refuse the kiss and held on your hips tightly. He pulled away after a while and looked at you. 

“Isn’t it getting a little hot in here?” He chuckled, tugging on his vest.

Jun - Junhui:

You were watching a movie together back at the dorms. You were all curled up in a ball with Junhui on the couch. He seemed to be getting really into the movie, but you were more distracted by his face than anything else. 

“Hey Jun-oppa” You said to make his face move to look at you
“Yeah?” he answered but all you did was kiss him gently, locking your lips with his. When you pulled away, you apologized and blushed.

“Well, I didn’t tell you to stop jagiya” he said before pulling you back in a kiss.

I hope you guys liked it! Don’t hesitate to request!
~ Marie, xxx

Internet Famous: Part 3

Fandom: Star Wars (Modern AU)

Pairing: Poe Dameron x Reader

Summary:  Poe and Reader are friends who came together and started a youtube channel for fun. 1 million subscribers later, they’re now internet famous. Their friendship has thrived, however, all of their fans can obviously see that Poe and Reader aren’t just friends.

Part 1 | Part 2

You were scrolling through your instagram when you saw that some of your friends had recently gone to Disneyland. Then an idea popped into your head. You immediately hopped off your bed and dashed to Poe’s room. You opened the door to see that he was playing his guitar and singing. You crawled onto his bed next to him and began aggressively tapping his shoulder.

“Ow. Ow! What?!” You stopped and he started rubbing his shoulder, “Geez, you’re so aggressive when you’re excited.”

You rolled your eyes, “Shut up. Anyway, let’s do the Disney song challenge for our next video.” 

“What brought this on?”

“I was on instagram and saw that some of my old friends had gone to Disneyland.” You shrugged, “I don’t know. I just need some Disney in my life.”

“Then why don’t we go to Disneyland?” Poe immediately suggested.

“Wait, really?” Your eyes lit up. 

Poe beamed at you, “Yeah. Why not? Ever since we moved to LA we’ve yet to go. So let’s go.”

“Aaaahh! Okay! When should be go?”

“We’re free this upcoming week. We could go then.”

“A whole week? Really?”

“Sure. Happiest Place on Earth with my best friend? Sounds pretty fun to me.”

“Oh my gosh. YAY!” You launched yourself onto Poe and gave him a huge hug. You then kissed him on the cheek, “I’m so excited! I gotta get packing!” You ran out of the room as quickly as you entered.

Poe laughed to himself. During that whole time, you didn’t know that his vlogging camera, that sat on his desk, was on and recording. Poe sighed and walked to the camera, picked it up, and spoke into it, “I’d never post this little sequence online, but I’m still gonna say it. God, I love Y/N.” Poe looked down and smiled, “I’d do anything to make her happy. That look on her face when I said we’d go…” Poe shook his head, “I’d love to see that face every day.” Poe ran his hand through his hair, “I’ve loved her for so long and…I can’t even imagine how my life would be without her in it. I know she sees us as just best friends…but God, what I’d do to make her see me as more.” Poe then stopped recording and set the camera down. He was in quite the predicament.

You and Poe were all packed and ready to go. Poe took care of the tickets and the hotel room. You took care of the rough to do list. Disneyland was about an hour away from you. You and Poe belted out Disney songs on the way there. You vlogged everything, of course. As the time ticked away, you felt yourself becoming happier and happier. 

When you drove up to the Disneyland Hotel, your mouth dropped open. You looked to Poe, whom was smiling at you, “We’re staying at the Disneyland Hotel?!”


“Aaaaahhh!!!” You started hitting Poe excitedly and he tried blocking you.

“You really need to not be so violent.”

“Then you need to stop being the best person ever! Because this is great! You’re great! Aaaahhh!!”

Poe started laughing, “Anything for my girl.”

You started to blush. His girl? Did Poe really see you as his girl?

 You two found your room, which only had one bed. You two thought nothing of it. You’ve slept in one bed before, but after Poe called you his girl, you started feeling anxious about it. You anxiety faded as soon as you looked out the window to see the view of the pool. It was amazing! It was huge and had a water slide! 

“I still can’t believe you did this!” 

Poe threw his arm around your shoulder, “Like I said, anything for you.” 

Jet Wolf and Act 18

The manga and I are repeatedly clashing, and so instead of full liveblogs, I’m reading each manga act (mostly) silently, and then writing up summaries at the end. I’ll be very candid, which could well include criticism and snark about the manga either wholesale or in details. If that isn’t a thing you feel like reading, please skip this post!

We open where we ended, with Mako’s – sorry, JUPITER’s – abduction. There’s a lot of name screaming, like everyone’s at a Sailor Moon-themed Rocky Horror Picture Show. ”Sailor Moon!” “Venus!” “Sailor Moon!” “Jupiter!” “Luna!” “HRRRNGH.” Petz left an earring behind when she got all killed, which by the way, fuck those Ayakashi I guess, god damn.

Everyone meets at, you’ll never guess, THE ARCADE OMG, and kick the plot along like a sluggish first grader who didn’t do their homework. Minako concludes that this is an alien invasion of the whole planet, and she is just not having that shit, thank you. Chibs is their only lead, and so talking to Chibs it is.

AW WAIT BUT CHIBS HAS A FRIEND OVER SHE’S SO HAPPY. “Can’t have that!” says the universe, with the kind of low sinister chuckle I assume concluded every Crystal production meeting. Luna and Mamoru have an entire fucking conversation right at the goddamn door where Chibs, Chib-Friend, and Ikuko are fucking standing, but the observational skills of these people is at “Gang-related? PCP?” levels and I’m screaming. What Chibs DOES notice from a million miles away is the Black Moon earring in the petri dish and holy fuck, you guys, she is losing her shit for like two pages, I am not kidding.

Cut to the Black Moon, where everyone’s comparing dick sizes, Rubeus is a goddamn hippy, and an entire argument – and I have in no way altered this image – ends with:


Everyone talks about him behind his back. Soooo many Demande entries are added to the Black Moon Burn Book. Calaveras could maybe have an emotion about her dead sisters, but nah, why bother, she’ll be dead too in twenty pages. Rubeus comes in all “Hey baby, peace and happiness, free love,” and Calaveras is like “This changes everything!” and then she goes to kill Minako or something I don’t know the story doesn’t care why should I.

Back on Earth, Minako’s trying to get some semblance of answer out of Chibs about literally fucking anything, but Chibs is scared and still freaking her shit and also like eight, so they don’t get very far. Mamoru says she doesn’t have to say anything. Off-panel, Minako rips the head off the Tuxedo Puppet with her teeth. Usagi gets jealous of Mamoru’s affection toward Chibs, and while I appreciate that it’s not been the driving force of everything, it’s still plenty uncomfortable. Minako chews Tuxedo Puppet’s head, the stuffing spilling between her lips like foam on the muzzle of a rabid honey badger.

At school, Usagi is sullen and twitchy, particularly whenever the word “black” comes up, which is apparently A LOT. Naru notices and tries to cheer her up with a video about channeling, the latest hot new fad that Naru is somehow shocked Usagi doesn’t know, despite Usagi literally never knowing any of the hot new fads until her court-appointed Umino shows up to tell us all about it.

Which he does, and it’s Calaveras, and I’m not even going to bother trying to explain this when I can sum it all up with a giant shrug. Anyway there’s a channeling thing conveniently scheduled for that night, literally everyone is fucking watching his show RIGHT NOW despite the fact that it’s a school day and it should’ve been pre-recorded because Naru was showing Usagi a tape AND DID I MENTION GIANT SHRUG. Whatever, man, the most important part of this is that Minako sees this too and this is her reaction:

A LITERAL DECLARATION OF WAR OVER A TV SHOW. This is like the time I insisted Glee was Ryan Murphy’s declaration of war. NONE OF YOU LISTENED AND NOW LOOK AT US.

Then Mamoru spends three pages talking to his rock collection, and while I appreciate the lip service in “Compared to those girls, I’m nothing. I can’t protect [Usagi] the way [the Senshi] can”, it loses some degree of sincerity when three of them combined do less on the average than you get to do in one single issue, Mamoru.

Chibs steals Usagi’s brooch. “Aw HELL no,” says Usagi.

Everyone (NO I THINK LITERALLY EVERYONE, I MIGHT BE THERE TOO I DON’T KNOW) is at Calaveras’s thing. She starts to turn the crowd against the White Moon, which somehow remarkably means something to them, when Minako’s pops up, “HO DON’T DO IT”.

Meanwhile, Usagi saves Chibs from Rubeus, then Mamoru saves Usagi from Rubeus, and it’s just a matryoshka doll of saving people from Rubeus ending in “Tuxedo La Smoking Bomber”. Glad that “no powers, no protection” thing stood up! You sure did have no chance protecting Usagi while protecting Usagi and not being abducted or anything like three of her four guardians so far. Thanks for standing behind that idea, narrative, not making it just cheap angst and drama for your male lead!

Brooch back in-hand, Usagi transforms and saves Minako! Yay, one of the non-Usagi Senshi get to stick around! I’m sure the fact that it’s the only one Takeuchi has shown any interest in whatsoever is completely coincidental!

Then Chibs pleads for everyone to help her save the 30th Century and they’re all “whaaaaaa??” because they didn’t consume this franchise in the weird fucking order that I did.

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I've finally finished my video project! It's only taken me three days with 4 hours sleep but it's done so all I have left to finish is my essay then I'm free!! I don't want to be annoying but can I request another bts reaction... I'd love their reaction to you working late at the library so they come and surprise you ❤️❤️ Thank you for writing these for us 🌸

Yay! Finally!I hope that by the time I post this you’re already done with your essay, and I hope that you get good grades on both :) Best of luck! And it’s my pleasure to be writing these for you guys <3

BTS’ reaction to you working late in the library

Jin: Seokjin frowned worriedly. He knew that you were studying hard in the library, and he missed you so much. He smiled and took out the ingredients to prepare your favorite soup. He emptied the pot into a thermos and took it with him to the library. As he pushed open the door he smiled sadly at the sight in front of him. You slept soundly on top of all your papers, pencil still in hand. He set the thermos on the table, and took the pencil out of your hand while gently rubbing your back to wake you up. You looked up at him through your blurry vision and he knew how tired you must have been as you both ate in silence.

“Jagiya, I love you, and I will always support you in anything you do. I will always be behind you, so don’t be afraid to let yourself fall and let me handle things okay?”

Originally posted by ohparkjimin

Suga: Almost everyone you knew thought of Yoongi as a workaholic and a bad boyfriend because he never had any time to spend with you. But you knew the truth. All Yoongi wanted was to become a successful musician, and he was so passionate about his career, it stunned you. That was one of reasons you feel in love with him, his passion. He inspired you to be just like him, hard working and dedicated. You rubbed the bleariness out of our eyes and resumed reading your textbook. You were so concentrated that you didn’t hear Yoongi enter the library until he placed his pale hands on your warm shoulders. You jumped in surprise, “Yoongi? What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be working right now?” He pouted at how ridiculous you were being.

“You really are my girlfriend huh? You would rather be studying than be with me. Don’t worry jagiya, from now on I’ll make sure to have more time to be with you.”

Originally posted by kookie-monstah

J-Hope: Hoseok sighed as he threw himself onto the couch. He hadn’t seen you in three days, and he could already feel his mood deteriorating with every passing second that he wasn’t with you. A clear droplet slipped out of his eye and traced a shiny path down his cheek. He shakily wiped it away with his thumb and his breath caught in his throat. He hadn’t realized how much he loved you until now, and how much of an effect your absence had on him. He pushed himself off of the couch and decided to drive to the library where you had told him you would be studying. He doubted whether you would still be there or not, but his desperation won out in the end. He was willing to do anything just to see you. He haphazardly parked in front of the library and ran to the entrance. His tears returned when he saw your beautiful figure reaching up for a book on a high shelf. A broken sob slipped past his lips and he ran toward you, wrapping you tightly in his arms. “Hoseok? what’s wrong?” you whispered. Hoseok sniffled and buried his head into your shoulder, enjoying the feeling of your warmth.

“Please, don’t leave me. I just want to hold you for a little while longer. Please don’t ever leave me jagiya…”

Originally posted by jiminsjamsjams

Rap Monster: Namjoon felt so lonely lately without you to keep him company. You hadn’t seen each other for a week, and he felt a terrible ache in his heart every time he thought of holding you. He knew that education was important, but right now he loathed it for taking you away from him. He had had enough of waiting for you, he couldn’t wait any longer. He drove quickly to the library and ran up the steps to see you. He shyly peeked in through the large display window and immediately saw that you were the only person left in the library. He pushed the heavy glass door open with his fingertips and walked to the table where you sat. He gently grasped your wrist in his hand and pulled you from your seat. “Namjoon wait! My stuff!”

“Come on jagiya, I haven’t seen you in a whole week, I think we deserve at least one night together.”

Originally posted by jookyunhoe

Jimin: Jimin smiled at the vendor and tipped the young boy five dollars as he grabbed the styrofoam cups. He couldn’t wait to surprise you at the library. He placed them in his car’s cup holders, and drove carefully to the library. He knew that hot cocoa was one of your favorite things to drink on a cold night like this. He walked slowly up the smooth, cold, stone steps, careful not to spill a drop. He pushed the door open with his back and walked to the lone table where you sat. He set down the cups on the table and you smiled tiredly up at him. “Jimin! You have no idea how much I needed this! Thank you.” You sipped the soothing drink and when you pulled the cup away, foam was covering your entire upper lip. He smiled at you and kissed you softly while reaching up to brush a lock of hair behind your ear. 

“You have no idea how much I needed you.”

Originally posted by prkjimi

V: Taehyung and you went directly to the library after classes had ended and he watched as you busied yourself with your school projects. He eventually drifted into unconsciousness, as you ran to and fro busily. Taehyung opened one eye slowly and yawned. Surely you had to be done by now, it was so late, that even the librarian had gone home for the night! He scrunched up his nose in confusion when he saw you heading towards the table with another pile of books in your hand. “Oh good. you’re awake!” You smiled and set the stack of books on the table. He shook his head no as he realized that you were planning on staying longer. 

“No jagiya, you’re coming home and you’re going to sleep with me.”

Originally posted by aestaetically

Jungkook: Kookie pouted sadly as he looked at you from afar, wishing he could talk to you. He gulped nervously just thinking about it. He stayed in the corner of the library, losing track of time as he stared at your perfect self. He glanced at his watch and his eyes widened in shock. His mother was going to kill him! What were you still doing in the library at two in the morning?! He shoved his things into his book bag and pulled his sleeves down over his hands. He stepped in front of your table and you glanced up at him in surprise. “What are you still doing here Kookie?”

“Eh? You know my name? I mean, you should probably go home now, um, I’ll walk you if you want?”

Originally posted by soojoongi

I’m sorry this took so long guys, I didn’t have time to type anything so here I am typing this before I go to bed haha. Thank you guys so much for being patient! I love you all! Also, I was listening to Run’s piano version while I was typing, and that’s why J-Hope’s is so emotional. Hehe, sorry music just brings out my best writing moods.

For Flower Anon~

Imagine being Daryl’s younger sister and Negan taking you captive along with your brother

(Hope it is as requested and you all like it :3 I really loved this one XD Sorry for the late post btw…But Yay Daryl :) and Negan XD Gifs not mine/found them on google/credit to the original owner.)

After Abraham’s head was bashed, his lifeless body fell on the ground. Negan, the man behind all of this murder, was laughing and smiling about the whole thing.

You had screamed in fear of the horrific sight and cried in sorrow to see the blood spewing out and splattering over you. Out of breath and shaking, you just stopped. You couldn’t think of anything else and froze.

He moved all over the place out of excitement, showing off his bloody bat and looking at you with wide eyes and a big smile.

He was mocking your dear friend by imitating his last words and suddenly you just couldn’t take it anymore. It was too much. Your hands gripped your thighs, trying to cope with what was happening and hold back your tears.


The more you heard the words coming out of his mouth the more you wanted him to shut the fuck up. In a fit of sheer anger, you couldn’t hear your friends trying to stop as you got up on your feet and finally reached over to punch at Negan’s jaw.

A solid crack was heard and he flew to the side. He found his foot back and in that moment, his angered showed.

“You! You punched me?! You fucking punched me!? What the fuck?!”

As he held his jaw, his men rushed over to hold you down. They threw themselves at you and grabbed your limbs to make you submit. Despite giving them a fight, you found yourself being slammed against the ground, cheek in the dirt and the weight of a few men they were putting on you.

Daryl could be heard during the commotion, only telling them to let you go and trying to get up.

With the men pointing their guns to the head of everyone, he knew he couldn’t reach you and just started to beg them to let you go. You, yourself tried to fight your way out of their grasp but it only served for them to push you down even more.

It suddenly made Negan laugh and he walked over to crouched down near you.

“What a badass! Jesus! Gettin’ up and punching me! Wow…”

He grabbed a handful of your hair, to get a good look at you. He smirked rubbing his jaw and with his gaze, he seemed to remind you of who was in charge. You gritted your teeth in anger and moved, trying to get his hand away.

He looked over at Rick and the others, and yelled, “No more of this…Is it clear?! The next one of you pussies that gets up! I swear! I will shut that shit down!”

He let go of you and stood back up rambling about on and on. You saw him making his way towards to face the others in the line.

Strangely, he had calmed down. He was apologizing for all of this, saying he couldn’t let that behavior of yours go, you knew you were going to be taken away or outright killed but out of nowhere he raised his bat up in the air again.

Screams were being heard again and his laughter was in the mix as he had just claimed Glenn’s life. His eye popping out of his socket, terrified yet made you tear up even more. As he whispered his last words, his life came to an end.

You were in shocked and confused all at once suddenly freezing and feeling your body tense from each of the swings.


As the sun rose, you tried your best to calm yourself down, while your brother, Daryl looked over at you. From his eyes, you knew he was trying to comfort you while as well blaming himself for all of this somehow.

After everything that had happened that night, you had found yourself locked up in a cell while being looked upon by Dwight. Your brother had been taken as well under the excuse that you would now serve Negan as his soldiers.

He smirked looking down at you and knew you were going to be of interest for him.

It was dark and dirty and you couldn’t figure as to what was happening. You laid on the ground opening your eyes slowly, only to hear a jolly song being blasted through the place, reminding you where you were.

It had been days since your arrival and from the start, your “caretaker” has been showing you around the camp, making a big deal about the fence full of walkers.


“See that…That’s where you and your brother will end up if you don’t rise up…Take your place here…and you’ll never suffer…”

Those words ran through your mind as you stayed in your cell but each time you were permitted to be out, you forgot about them and only thought of how to escape.


The door suddenly opened and as usual, Dwight offered you a sandwich. You quickly took it from him, knowing it’ll probably be your only meal and ate it eagerly.

He stood by the door waiting for you to finish it. After a few bites, he reluctantly had to grab you by your given shirt to lead you outside.

He told you to be quiet as you walked out only to suddenly be stopped by Negan.

“Ah finally…I get to meet you personally, Y/N…Still pretty! Still badass! Am I right?!”

He eyed Dwight and instantly made him move away so he could grab you instead. He held you not as tightly as Dwight but pulled you much closer to him.

“Leave us alone, Dwight…I’ll take care of the young lady…”

Dwight nodded and left you alone to be with Negan for the first time.

He then whispered in your ear, “I missed you…”, before chuckling jokingly. You couldn’t find the strength to fight back and only ended up following along with him.

“So I hear from my men…That you never…give them a clear answer as to what you want…I mean…You gotta make a decision, beautiful…”


His endless questions and sweet tone, threw you off. The compliments were even worst and truly disgusted you, he had killed your friends so cold bloodily, and was now acting like he was your friend, how in hell could he just act like that, you thought.

Still not answering him or looking at him, he simply chuckled at your answer and suddenly a thought occurred to him.

He stopped in the middle of the hall, still holding you but suddenly letting go and turning to look at you.

“Oh…When my guys showed you around…and told you about the place…Did they show you…”

He carefully leaned in closer to you to the point you could feel his warm breath and he continued, “Door number four…”

You simply looked down once again and shook your head understanding the meaning. There was another option for you, apart from working on the fence, for the points or for Negan. From his tone and attitude, this one scared you for some reason and you were in no hurry to find out.

As you answered him, he scoffed and backed away smirking while eyeing you up and down.

“I see…Then how about I show it to you…”

He reached for your hand and to your surprised, he held you softly. He lead you down to another hall and slowly you noticed how different the feel was.


You could hear some slight laughter and chatter coming from women and you couldn’t help but wonder as to was going on. As he finally got you to the lounge, instantly you raised your head up and were surprised by how nicely decorated the room was.

Countless women in lingerie and tight little dresses were sitting around, playing card games and talking, eating as much fresh produce as you have ever seen.

The sight was overwhelming and you couldn’t process as to what was happening. You glared at them and as they walked pass you, you backed away avoiding them slightly.

Negan, seeing your reaction just chuckled and went back to being incredibly physically close to you. Holding you by the waist to him, he showcased you the women with his other wives, talking to you in a low voice.

“You see all those women…they are all mine…they can have whatever…and I mean it whatever they want from me! As long as they are loyal to me…and only me…You get what i’m saying…”

You frowned hearing him and looking at them. In a few instant, you knew that they were most likely the wives or girlfriends of his men and just felt your stomach turning.

He eyed you again and tried his best to get to your head.

“Look at you…All dirty…and still pretty! It’s hard to believe your family with old Daryl back there! But tell you what…Marry me…and I’ll clean you up real good! You’ll just look even better than you are!”

You glared in disgust at him, in hopes he’d stop but unfortunately he didn’t noticed you and rambled on as he noticed your bare feet.

“You’ll even have shoes to wear…no heels! just to hide those cute little feet of yours…a tight dress to let me look at your body when I walk by…”

He finally looked back up and at this point he just wanted you to say yes. He loved the fierceness you seemed to show him mixed with your lovely features, remembering how you had punched him and thinking about how it could’ve went another way, then only turned him on.

He wanted to convince you and keep you here as long as he could and knew the perfect way for you to think about it.

“Think about it…If it assures you Daryl…doesn’t have this option but if you stay…I might consider to let him go…He can go back to Rick…Cause we both know how he needs some men now…”

As he remind you of everything, you grew angry and just fought to get away from his grasp.


He chuckled for a moment but suddenly called over his men.

“Dwight! Get over here! Get this little bratty girl out of here! She needs her time out! Before she can get clear mind about all this awesomeness!”

You were brought away and once again you found yourself in the darkness of your cell. This time, you thought about Negan’s fourth suggestion and couldn’t help but wonder if he’d keep his words over your brother.

You knew how anxious he was about all of this and from the commotions coming from the other side of the hall, you knew how he had been trying to find a way out.

You held your knees, thinking about it and as you noticed the picture of your friend Glenn in the corner, guilt came back to you. You cried quietly and suddenly a different song was being played and it made you a wreck.


You fell asleep after a while and for an odd reason, as you woke up, you had the idea of trying to open the door.

It was unlocked, you suddenly smirked and got out of your cell. You paced around and knew you couldn’t ever stay or accept any of this. Instantly, you walked over to your brother’s cell to open for him.

He freaked out but as you put your finger to you lip and indicated him go follow you.

“What the hell are you doing, Y/N…They’ll find us…”

He got up as you took his arm to get him up on his feet and answered him simply.

“No…No they won’t…We can’t stay here…Let’s go…”

You both made your way as subtle as you could and avoided the few Saviors that were in the rooms.

You got to the back door and as you opened, he rushed to the first bike he saw, trying to find a key. You did just as him with the other bikes and quickly paced around.


However, a whistle was heard and a few men had slowly circled around you. You backed away towards your brother and he tried to shiled you as best as he could.

You ended up being backed to backed and were just ready for a fight until Negan made his presence clear.

“Hot diggity dog! Ready for a fight! That’s amazing…A shame you’re like this, only because you want to leave me…What did i ever do to you…”

You knew he meant it for you and you couldn’t face him properly. Although, his tone was joyful, his eyes were full of anger.

He walked over to your brother and asked his men around who they were, with no hesitation they all answered “Negan”. He started to talk about the options laid put for Daryl and your fist curled as tightly as when you were ready to fight.

The thought of your brother maybe being brainwashed this way scared you and you couldn’t help but put yourself between him and Negan.

It angered Negan to see you so defensive but at the same time, he felt more than amused. He wanted to smirk, smile and just pinch your cheek for being so overprotective of your big brother.

For some reason, that feeling made him do something he wouldn’t ever do to a woman. He talked to you in an angry tone, “You if you don’t step the fuck away…I swear I’ll kill you!”

As his words, came to an end, he swung his bat at you but came to stop the instant it was near your head.


Oddly, you didn’t flinch. You didn’t move or blink or anything. You couldn’t explain why but you thought that maybe, you were that way because you were going to take for your brother or maybe you just felt like you deserved it for doing what you did to Glenn, whatever the reason, his bat didn’t scare you at all.

It had scared Daryl and stunned Negan. Both their eyes had widened in shock for different reasons and they both tried to get you.

But as Negan stepped in closer, Daryl was pulled away. Negan was more than impressed and he didn’t hide it at all.

He stared at you, smiling and smirking. He nodded as you avoided his gaze and in a low tone said, “You don’t scare easy…I like that! No I love that! Now that is what I want in a woman! What I need!”

Your brother hearing such words tried to get you but was instantly pushed to the ground by the men.

With no hesitation they started to beat him and in a fit of fear and distraught, you tried to get closer.


However, Negan’s grip had gotten to you first and suddenly he continued, “Don’t like seeing your brother beaten up now do you?!” while keeping you completely still with the other men.

You looked at him in dispair, only for Negan to find his opportunity to make you his. It was almost to perfect for him and he just couldn’t hide his excitement. “Y/N baby! Say the words…and i’ll make this whole thing stop…”

You didn’t want to say it, you didn’t want any of this life and stayed quiet for a while. But in between, the sounds of your brother’s bone cracking and his winces, you couldn’t handle it anymore.

With some struggle and reluctance in your voice, you ended up accepting his sick deal simply to end the abuse your brother was in.

“I-I…I’ll marry you! i’ll marry you! Please just stop everything! I’ll be your wife just as you like! Just stop hurting him!”

Negan chuckled and looking over at his men, he yelled out his order.

“You heard my new wife! Stop beating my brother-in-law! Fucking christ! You don’t hurt family like that! That’s fucked up! Get off him!”

He made his way toward them to shoo them off and got Daryl on his feet. He could barely stand up and you just felt terrible to have let him go through that.

Negan noticed your tears and made his way back to hold you. He wiped your tears and stroked your hair, doing his best to comfort you.

“Honey…Don’t cry…It’s all over…Your my wife now…No more harm to your family…you know cause it’s mine too now!”

He laughed at his comment and Daryl didn’t understand as to what was happening. He stared at you despite the bruises and simple said, “What? Y/N…What does it mean?”

You couldn’t give him an answer too humiliate about what had just happened and simply closes your eyes as you cried.

Negan had different reaction and simply gave him what he wanted to know.

“Daryl…For your little sister, there was a door number four for her…and now she just took it…”

Daryl felt his heart ache worst than any of the pain from the poor fight he gave earlier and just didn’t want to believe that being Negan’s wife was your solution.

He tried to reach you but Negan’s men put a stop to him.

“You let go of her you fucking freak! She ain’t ever going to stay here as your wife or anything!!”

He struggled to get to you but came to a stop as he heard your voice.

“Daryl! Please stop! I-I’m doing this to save you…He’ll let you go back to Rick…Besides I deserve this…It was my fault…again…”

As they both heard your reasoning, it hurt them both to hear you say such things. Daryl shook his head wanting to comfort you and let you know that it isn’t.

Negan felt bad himself, to hear your strained voice and simply pulled you closer for a hug.  

“It’s not your fault…Stop blaming yourself…”

You couldn’t find the courage to hold him back but you hide your tears in his chest as much as you could.

He rubbed your back for a while and started to make his way back inside as his hand reached to hold yours. You reluctantly followed him back and as you walked through that door, Daryl was let go to leave on his own.

But he stood still, wondering if he should go back and retrieve you and probably die in the attempt  or do as you asked of him, and just wait for the right moment.

A/N Imagine you living in a post-apocalyptic world with eyeglasses and optometrists are dead, wouldn’t that suck when you lose or break them? As a side note, what if the only reason Seiko has braces is because the dentists are dead? So many dilemmas.

Toukomaru: date | unexpected fantasies | talk less | friendship underwear | ultra despair girlfriends |

Touko Loses Her Glasses and Can’t See Shit ft. Komaru

There were things in life that you could live without but you’d rather not and such was the nature of eyeglasses.

Wearing eyeglasses was both a blessing and a curse. It was a double-edged sword for any wielder that much for sure. As great as it was to finally read off the words from that sign across the street, it was downright annoying to barely read it because the lenses have fogged up. There’s nothing quite like the feeling of staring at a blurred face and then placing one’s glasses atop the bridge of the nose and magically have a clear vision of said face– unless the said pair of glasses hadn’t been cleaned and only added a dusted layer of blurriness. It was annoying at best and crippling at worst.

Point was, unless you’re one of those bastards who got off lucky with perfect vision or one of those strong ones who can tolerate contact lenses then you are most likely wearing glasses as if your life depended on it. This was the case of Touko Fukawa who was currently having a crisis on her hands or rather on her eyes.

Touko was missing her pair of eyeglasses and she was already losing her shit.

“Dammit, Komaru! Are you sure it’s not in our room?” Touko more like yelled rather than asked in her frustration.

“What do you think we’ve been doing this past hour?” Komaru just sighed as she checked the drawer for the nth time and already gave up on hoping it would magically spit out the wanted spectacles.

“I don’t know about you but I’ve been properly searching.” Touko remarked with all the sarcasm in her body.

“Hey, rude!” Komaru gasped and then turned towards her, pouting even though she knew her friend couldn’t see it. “I don’t think it’s fair for you to say that when I’m the one who can see between the two of us.”

“Are you mocking me?” Touko raised her voice, more in anger rather than hurt. She raised a finger and pointed forward. “Just because I don’t have my glasses doesn’t mean I’ve gone blind!”

That would have made Komaru feel guilty for assuming but it hardly had any effect when she was right.

“Yeah, um, about that…” Komaru started hesitantly, unsure of how to gently lay it down for her friend. For a moment, she thought it might be better to spare Touko from the embarrassment but decided against that. True friends would correct each other before anyone else would see their stupidity. Then again, it wasn’t like there was anyone else who would see them but that’s besides the point. Komaru took a deep breath and then timidly, she whispered, “Turn around. I’m on your other side.”

Touko paused and then immediately flushed right after. Salvaging whatever’s left of her dignity, she proudly turned around and stuttered in her defense, “I-I knew that! I was j-just testing you!”

“Uh-huh, suuure you are.” Komaru teased and even lightly poked her already high strung friend. She giggled when Touko yelped in surprise.

“W-Whatever! Let’s just get going already!” Touko all but hissed. “I don’t care if we have to go through whole Towa City just to find them but I am dead set on wearing them before the sun sets!”

“Haha, yeah right.” Komaru laughed her off but still followed suit. “Wait, you’re not serious, are you?”

After thoroughly checking one building later, Komaru found out that touko was in fact, serious.

“I don’t get why you’re so insistent on getting back your old pair.” Komaru spoke up during one of the lull moments of their search. “Like can’t we just walk in a glasses shop and get you a new one?”

“Must be nice to be born with perfect eyesight.” Touko grumbled and maybe even muttered a curse or two. “Tell me, is ignorance just as blissful as they say? Because you’d definitely know.”

“Hey what’s that supposed to mean!” Komaru whined at the insult.

“You know what I mean. Unless you’re that ignorant.” Touko smirked at her.

“Wow, Touko, your tongue is still sharp as ever even without glasses.” Komaru rolled her eyes at her, only realizing after that her friend probably couldn’t see that.

“Just because my vision’s impaired doesn’t mean I’d go soft on you.” Touko snapped back and then raised her chin in an effort to look down on Komaru even though she could only make out her outline in front of her. “Do you even know how prescription glasses are made?”

“Um, you buy them at the shop?” Komaru offered cluelessly.

“If it were just common reading glasses then those would suffice.” Touko narrowed her eyes at her or at least tried to. It lacked its usual sharpness since her aim was slightly off but it was the thought that counted. She continued to explain, “But it’s mostly seniors who need that. In most cases, people need personal prescription glasses crafted with the supervision of optometrists.”

“Then all we have to do is find you an optometrist!” Komaru suggested all too eagerly, much to Touko’s skeptimism.

“Do you see any adults running their day jobs as optometrists or any adults at all?” At Komaru’s knowing slump of shoulders, Touko huffed in agreement. “I thought so.”

“Can’t we just, you know, learn how to do this stuff?” Komaru tried again, her voice weaker and less sure.

“Oh, sure we can.” Touko replied and Komaru almost smiled at that until Touko added, “But that doesn’t mean I’ll trust anything we make. I’d rather go blind than ruin my eyes because we decided to play doctor.”

“So back to eyeglasses hunting it is then. Yay.” Komaru cheered unconvincingly, not like it mattered to Touko anyways.

Searching for a pair of eyeglasses in a collapsing city filled with aggressive monokuma proved to be just as challenging as it sounded. It wasn’t even guaranteed that the glasses had yet to be broken because if they were then Komaru’s certain that whatever sanity left of Touko would break next. As they meticulously ransacked the city, they grew more desperate with every search. Well that much was true for one of them.

Was it wrong that Komaru also found Touko’s predicament funny sometimes?

“Hey, Komaru! I said, did you or did you not see anything?” Touko almost hissed her words. “Why are you so quiet? Hey I’m talking to you!”

“Um, Touko… I’m right here.” Komaru was torn between pity and amused as she watched Touko raised her voice over a potted plant. This was an improvement from the last one. At least the leaves moved with the wind unlike when she was reprimanding a lamp post from before.

“Don’t you think I know that! Just because I’m blind doesn’t mean I’m deaf!” Touko yelled in her defense, unaware that her rage was being received by an inanimate object.

“Yeah, I know that. But I’m right here.” Komaru still tried to gently correct her.

“Are you making fun of me?!” Touko actually turned to her side but only slightly so she was facing one of the on display toilets in this department store. Now Komaru could have sworn she was just doing this on purpose now if only Touko didn’t look so serious.

It was at this new angle did Komaru finally notice something unusual.

“Wait, hold it.” Komaru ordered as her eyes did a double check. She blinked multiple times as if in disbelief but it wouldn’t go away. She tentatively took a few steps closer and murmured, “I think I see it.”

“Huh? You can? Where?!” Touko demanded as her head turned as if she could see anything clearer with the action.

“Hold still.” Komaru reached forward.

And plucked the eyeglasses perched on top of Touko’s head all this time.

“Aaand here they are.” She happily put them on Touko with a big smile. “Ta-dah!”

Touko let out a sigh of relief as soon as her eyes adjusted to the familiar feeling of the eyeglasses. When her vision was clear again, the first thing that greeted her was Komaru’s stupidly wide grin. She looked so proud of herself and for a moment, Touko was tempted to smile in return as well. Except she returned a scowl instead.

“You’re an idiot.” Touko all but snarled at her. “Why didn’t you just get them when they were there all along? I can’t believe we wasted a whole day over your stupidity.”

“What?” Komaru’s smile dropped and soon her mouth formed an ‘o’ in shock. Whatever gratitude she had expected was replaced with this and she felt cheated. “Hey! I’m not the one who was wearing them all day long and didn’t feel a thing!”

“I wasn’t wearing my glasses, what did you expect? Lowered senses and all that.” Touko explained haughtily.

“That excuse only works for eyesight!” Komaru retorted.

“Shut up. You’re the one with eyes who didn’t see them the first time so what’s your excuse?” Touko shot back.

“Cut me some slack, Touko!” Komaru pouted as she clutched onto her.

Had it been anyone else, Touko would have shoved any person who dared encroach on her personal space. But this was Komaru. And aside from the fact that it was her friend, she begrudgingly admitted that she owed her for finding her stupid glasses. She still couldn’t believe that they were right there all alone but at the same time, she could. This wasn’t the first time this has happened after all since she had the habit of wearing her glasses to bed and she may have an irregular bathing schedule so her glasses hardly get off in the first place.

Touko sighed as her hand reluctantly patted Komaru on her head. “Okay, I’ll let you off easy since you did find them in the end.”

“And?” Komaru urged her on with a small grin forming on her face.

“What? What else do you want me to say?” Touko tried to dodge Komaru’s pleading gaze but she couldn’t and so she gave in with a sigh. “Fine. T-Thanks. For finding them and for helping me out.” She muttered the last words.

It sounded forced but Komaru knew better and heard it as heartfelt. Pleased with Touko’s words, Komaru couldn’t help but wrap her arms around her in a bear hug. “See, that wasn’t so hard now was it?”

“Sure it was easy so long as you admit that you were stupid about it.” Touko grumbled and was thankful that the close proximity was not only comfortable but effective in hiding her blush.

“Oh, come on, Touko! Just let it go already.” Komaru groaned.

Touko couldn’t have been happier to have her glasses on when a pained expression passed through Komaru’s face. Worth it.

Gajevy Week Entry #1

Prompt Day 1: Sexting/Selfie


I hope you enjoy. This is the first smut I’ve ever written so I really hope it goes and you all like it! Yay for Gajevy!

It started out like any other day, except that for some reason, Levy was feeling really good about herself from the moment she woke up.

That should have been a sign.

It wasn’t that she didn’t deserve to feel good about herself; she enjoyed and reveled in the feeling. It was just that she got a little overconfident.

It was one of those days that her hair did everything right. Her skin was clear and smooth. Her smile wasn’t forced. Her eyes sparkled. She felt pretty. She was pretty. It was such a freeing feeling, and it didn’t come along all that often.

So of course, she had to take a selfie.

And that’s when things got a little out of hand.

The clothes started to come off as she felt a little bit more daring. And in front of her mirror, she posed for the camera in her lacy underwear (that she never wore) and started feeling really sexy.

One photo in particular – it wasn’t in front of the mirror, it was taken from above while she looked flirtatiously up at the camera, biting her lip, and had her free hand running down her bare stomach – was her favorite. She actually managed to look sexy. And that was totally not her style. Her breasts were small, but this bra pushed them up and gave her some cleavage, and that totally added to the appeal of the image.

And then it all went horribly wrong.

She had somehow managed to send the photo to a random number and he had texted her back.

Eh? Who is this?

Levy’s face was red with embarrassment, and then it was flushed with indignation at the next message that came through.

Are you one of them spam hookers? Cos if you are quit texting me.


Levy replied instantly before she realized what she had done. She covered her mouth with her hand and groaned, sitting on her bed in her underwear. She had to find someway to diffuse the situation.

I didn’t mean to send the photo. It was an accident.

Some accident. Whatcha doin’ taking photos like that for if you ain’t a hooker?

Levy stared at the screen. Who the hell was this person?

I just felt like it, okay? And where do you get off accusing me of being a hooker? People take photos like this all the time!

Gihi. Do they now? Do you do this often?

Gihi? Was that this person’s laugh? Levy raised her eyebrow, she didn’t understand why she kept texting back.

NO I do not do this EVER.

Then why ya doing it now? I’m not complaining, by the way.

I just told you that, didn’t I? I felt like it.

Levy bit her lip. He wasn’t complaining? Did that mean he liked the photo? She lay back on her bed and hugged her pillow to her chest, staring at her screen. She was talking to a perfect stranger. Why did it feel so… exciting?

That ain’t a real answer.

Levy frowned. Should she? She could… well, she kind of knew how to flirt. She read enough books to know how to flirt. But actually flirting was a whole different thing. But this was a stranger. She could just say whatever she wanted and no one would be the wiser. A sudden thought hit her.

I’ll tell you if you swear you’ll never show anyone that photo, or post it online, or anything that means that anyone other than you EVER sees it. I will hunt you down.

Gihihihi. Trust me, I ain’t sharing this.

A strange sense of relief flooded through her. She didn’t know why, it wasn’t like she could trust him. Was it even a guy?

Are you a guy?

You kidding me? Course I am, Shrimp.


Ya look short in ya picture.

Levy frowned again. How could he tell she was short in that picture? And Shrimp? Really? What kind of a nickname is that? Strangely, she kind of liked it.

Well, ya gonna answer me?

I felt good today. So, yeah… I took some photos.

You took more? Can I see?

Levy bit her lip. She could feel a strange desire building inside of her. Should she?

Um, maybe. First I want to know about you.

She waited for him to respond. It felt like forever, but it was quick. Less than a minute.

Whatcha wanna know?

Levy thought. His name? What he looked like? Yeah, all of those things. But they seemed so mundane.

Um. Who are you?

Gihi. Gajeel.

“Gajeel,” Levy mused. It was an interesting name.

How old are you?

17. Why do ya wanna know this stuff?

I don’t know. Just makes me feel better that you’re not a complete stranger I guess. You’ve seen me basically naked. It’s weird.

Gihi. It ain’t weird to me. The photo’s fucking hot.

Levy stared at the screen. He was so crude, but it excited her. He thought she was hot?

You think I’m hot?


Levy felt dejected.

“Wow,” she whispered. She’d never felt so deflated before. He phone buzzed again.

The photo’s hot. Your more like a fairy. Real cute.

Levy giggled, feeling lighter. He didn’t think she was ugly, he thought she looked like a fairy. It made her smile and she felt that desire welling inside her again. She scrolled through her pictures, thinking that after that comment, he deserved another one. She picked one where she was looking away from the camera. It was just photo of just above her breasts, but she wasn’t wearing a shirt or a bra, and the top of her breasts were slightly outline (because she was pushing them up with her hand). The photo was kind of… alluring, she thought. You could only see her profile, but her neck looks long and her jawline was smooth.

You there?

He had texted her while she was looking through the photos. She grinned, nervous butterflies were flying in her stomach. She sent the picture to him.

One minute went by.

Two minutes.

Three minutes.

The nervous butterflies were like a raging storm inside of her now and the nervous anticipation was being replaced by panic. Why wasn’t her texting her back? Did he decide to send the pictures to his friends? The uncertainty was killing her, but she resisted texting him.

She put her face in her pillow. Her phone buzzed and she raised her head so quickly she thought she might have gotten whiplash. It was from him. She opened the message and then dropped her phone.

He had sent her a picture.

And by god, he was magnificent.

Her hand somehow found it’s way to her panties, she rested her fingers on them, not daring to touch herself quite yet but finding it difficult not to. It wasn’t something she’d ever really done before but seeing that picture of him was making her feel things that she hadn’t felt before.

He’d taken the picture from his waist, so it showed his entire abdomen and his face. He had a perfect V coming up from his hips that immediately made Levy want to touch him. He had an eight-pack. It wasn’t a six-pack, it was a damn eight-pack. And his nipples were pierced. Levy’s breath was a sharp intake of absolute and unexpected excitement. His arms and chest were well defined and his jawline was strong. 

Levy suddenly felt inadequate, her petite, soft figure was so unassuming and so impressive compared to his. But the body, that wasn’t the only part of him that she admired. It was his face.

It wasn’t the pretty-boy face that she was used to seeing at school, or the face with boyish good looks. It was a masculine face with a roughness to it that she didn’t know until now that she was attracted to. He had an eyebrow piercing to go with his nipple piercings and dark eyes shadowed by black eyebrows that matched his black hair. Levy could tell that it was long, it was tied back. But she couldn’t see that much of it. But she wanted to.

A buzz alerted her to another message.

Uh, you there?

Levy realized that she had been staring at the picture for five minutes.



Levy was desperately trying to think of something to say other than “please have my babies.” It was difficult. Just flirt, Levy. Flirt.

What are you trying to do, sending me that? Seduce me?

Levy sighed. She was not good at this.

Gihihi. Is it working?

Levy’s fingers began to tickle her womanhood through her panties.


Was all that she replied. She could feel her heart rate increasing, and her breathing come faster. A pulsing began between her legs. Oh yes, it was working.

Are you playing with yaself? I am.

Levy’s breathing hitched. That was so forward. It made her more excited as she read it over. He was playing with himself, because of her photos.

Yes, I am. 

Levy brushed her fingers up her stomach and slipped them into the hem of her panties, running them down until she was cupping herself.

Tell me what your doing.

Levy blushed slightly as she typed. This wasn’t what she was used to, it wasn’t something she’d ever done before, but she was enjoying. She felt dirty in the best possible way; it was just turning her on more.

My fingers are sliding up and down, playing with my clitoris, while I’m thinking about that photo you sent.

Are you wet?

I’m wet.

Ah, jeez. This is turning me on so fucking much.

Levy closed her eyes for a moment and imagined that Gajeel was with her. She slipped her panties off and had an idea. She grinned.

I just took my panties off.

Ah, fuck.

Somehow, that word just made her feel more provocative.

What are you doing? What are you thinking?

She wanted to know what he was doing. What he was imagining.

I’m thinking about having you here. Your little hands on my cock, me sucking your nipples. 

Levy swallowed as she imagined it. Oh god, her fingers moved faster, building up more tension inside of her.

Oh, god. She texted him. My lips wrapped around your cock, sucking and licking.

Levy had never used the word ‘cock’ before. It made her feel a little embarrassed typing it, but those feelings were overcome with desire and need.

Levy moaned and she slipped two fingers inside of herself, thrusting in and out.

Jesus Fucking Christ.

And then he sent her another picture. It was his hand, wrapped around his dick in all its solid glory. Levy breathed out and her eyes widened when she saw it. She had never been with a guy before, she’d never had sex, never seen a penis in person. But that, that took her breath away and made her ache. It was big, that much she knew. His hand was at its base, but there was still a third of it showing. She could see the wetness at its tip.

Oh, god, Gajeel.

Levy could barely type, she was consumed with a passion and need she’d never know before. She wanted him. This stranger, she wanted to feel him inside of her. Her fingers were thrusting but she knew it wasn’t what she wanted, but it would do.

You’re glorious. I want you inside me.

Fuck, your gonna make me cum.

Levy’s thumb worked her clit as she thrust her fingers inside again and again, she moaned and dropped her phone. Gajeel filled her mind. His strong arms around her, his lips passionately kissing her neck, her stomach and down there. His cock, thrusting itself inside of her.

“Gajeel!” She cried.

Her orgasm came on like fireworks exploding inside of her. She tingled, her legs clenched, her back arched upwards, her toes curled and she panted, moaning his name as the ecstasy spread throughout her body. She laughed when it was over, panting and sweating.

Her phone buzzed.

She opened the message from Gajeel.

Fuck. That was… something else.

Yes, it was.

I should ask your name.

Levy smiled. She caught sight of herself in the screens reflection, her cheeks were pink, and her eyes were shining. She captured the moment with another photo and sent it to him.

I’m Levy.

He sent her a picture similar to hers; he had a devilish grin on his face. They were both satisfied.

We should do this again sometime.

Levy’s toes curled in anticipation. Oh yes, she was definitely going to do this again. She guessed that things getting a little out of hand weren’t always a bad thing.



hey so for kiradax month/week, today’s telling the crew so…

Kira is surprised that some people already know and Dax is surprised that not everyone does. Because like 90% of the crew or at least the (honorary) senior staff have seen them on dates and just… not realized they were dates.

Dax probably tells Sisko first, and he’s not at all surprised but he didn’t already know for sure. He’s just really happy for them. He’s like good for you old man hope you’re happy. And he tells Jake (with Kira and Dax’s permission) and here’s where it gets funny. Jake is like, “Damn, Mrs. O’Brien won the bet. I thought they’d wait another week to tell you.”

So Jake shows up to school the next day and gives Keiko a bunch of latinum and all of the students are probably like yay! They finally told Sisko! Nog’s like “I told you to bet a week earlier.” O’Brien (as in Miles) also sees this and is like what??

So Keiko’s like “oh it’s just the bet that Jake and I had going about when Kira and Dax would start telling people they’re dating.” And poor oblivious O’Brien did NOT see that coming and he’s like “they’re dating??” And Keiko’s like “yeah?? If I’m right they’ve been dating for like months now?? You see them in Ops every day Miles how did you not notice how often they flirt? Kira finds an excuse to lean over Dax’s station like 50 times a day.” And O’Brien’s probably like “I just thought they were friends.”

Keiko teases him about this for around seven years.

Also on that day Sisko probably calls Kira into his office and has a similar conversation with her about I hope you’re happy congratulations and Kira probably almost cried because she’s adorable and Sisko is the Emissary.

Anyways so O’Brien is at Quark’s or something the next day and Bashir is there waiting for lunch with Dax because she wanted to tell him something so Garak and him are having dinner instead. (There’s also a betting pool about them dating, one that Dax eventually wins.) So O’Brien’s chilling with Bashir until Dax gets there and he just absentmindedly is like “I can’t believe they’ve been dating this whole time.” And Julian, also oblivious, is like, “who???” And O’Brien, assuming Julian already knows, says “Kira and Dax.”

So Dax gets there and Julian is like, “YOU and KIRA are DATING and you didn’t tell me??”

And she’s like, “that’s what I wanted to talk to you about but honestly I kind of assumed you knew?” he did not. he also just wants Dax to be happy.

Kira tells Odo and Odo knew. He doesn’t super understand why humanoids are like this but he’s observant. He congratulates her, and they probably like hug it out because Odo is her Brodo.

Julian (with permission) tells Garak who is literally so unfazed by this. He’s just like “…yes… I know… did you not?”

Quark didn’t actually know but he’s really upset that he didn’t know when he finds out because half of the dates they go on are at his bar. They use the holodecks all the time. Had he known, he could have started a betting pool like Keiko and Jake’s and made a profit. Alas, hating women and not respecting them can hurt profit once in awhile. Who would have guessed?

Am I missing anyone? There’s Worf in later stuff but I’m barely there and I do not know him.

Kasidy! Kasidy knew. Kasidy obviously knew. Kasidy met Kira and Dax individually but immediately after knowing both of them knew that they were gay for each other. Jake’s been keeping her in the loop. Sisko tells her and she’s like “I know. I’ve always known. Your son also had a bet with me. He lost that one too. I know.”

Anyways, all these stories make it back to Kira and Dax and at the exact same time that Kira says, “How did all of you guys know?” Dax says, “How did all of you guys not know?” And then they all have a good laugh about that.


Authors Note: I’ll be posting Part 2 to ‘Pie Bomb’ on Thursday night and the Part 2 to ‘Infatuation’ on Friday! This is the first drabble im posting that’s not going to have a Part 2 and I didn’t get carried away with this one.  yaY(sctratch that, I did kinda get carried away.) ((also, let’s just pretend that Bucky can get sick, despite the serum, k? K))

Pairings: Bucky x Reader

Summary: Bucky realizes he loves the reader at an odd time.

Warnings: language, fluFF, whiny Bucky


Originally posted by awkward-chloe

Bucky realized he loved you at probably the weirdest time. No, it wasn’t during movie night while you guys were cuddling and you curled up more into his side, or when you would kiss his cheek.

It wasn’t during sexy times or when he would wake up in the morning with you in his arms. It wasn’t cliche at all, like sitting up late at night together on the rooftop or standing together in the rain, holding hands, just because you wanted to.

“So..why are we standing in the rain again?”

You opened your eyes to take a quick glance at Buckys confused features before closing your eyes again.”I don’t know, it just seems like a nice day to stand in the rain. It’s calming.”

You both stand there in comfortable silence for a few minutes when Bucky breaks it. “We’re going to get sick.”

“Eh, fuck it.”

Not the next day when you both woke up with stuffy noses and a fever. Both of you had laid together in Buckys bed that day while Mama-Bear Steve took care of you guys. “Guess im the one taking care of you now, Buck” he had said. “Shut up, punk and go get me my chicken soup.”

It wasn’t on a mission while you were kicking ass, easily taking down the bad guys with ease, or on your way back to the Quinjet and you would make him carry you, claiming you were tired.

“You train over 15 hours a week, make breakfast for the whole team, do paperwork and can be as energized as a rabbit but when you kick a few guys asses you’re suddenly too tired to walk?”

You let out an exaggerated groan as you let your arms go limp.”I think I’m gonna pass out from exhasution!”

It was a Sunday morning and you had both woken up tangled in each others arms, the sun hitting your skin perfectly. Despite his protests, you had gotten up to brush your teeth, reminding him that you guys had a training exercise this morning.

“But it’s Sundayyy. We’re not supposed to have any training exercises.” You sighed but smiled nonetheless at Buckys childish behaivor.

“Ask your bestfriend about that, not me.” Bucky turned over to look at you in the bathroom while mumbling,”You’re my bestfriend, too.”

He watched as you finished up brushing your teeth and picked up the floss. He felt his heart swell at the sight of you making cute, weird faces in the mirror making sure the floss got in between your teeth.

He loved the way your eyebrows furrowed when you were concentrating on something and all the other little things you do that you don’t think he notices.

He loved how you can go from adult to child in a matter of seconds.

He loved your big heart and kind smile that always made him tingle inside.

He loved that you didn’t mind going slow for him. Not jumping to the ‘I love you’s’ on the third date.

That was when he realized.

I’m in love with this girl.

I’m in love with her.

Bucky was in love.

And it was the best damn feeling in the world.

At this point, Bucky had gotten up to walk in the bathroom. He placed his hands on either sides of your waist and put his face in the crook of your neck as you threw away the floss.

“Well, hello.” You giggled and looked at him from the mirror. “How nice of you to finally join me instead of staring at me from the bed like a creep.”

A deep chuckle came from Bucky and it vibrated throughout your whole body. He turned you around so that you were facing him and he put his hands on both sides of your face so he can watch your reaction fully.

“I love you.” 

You went tense as you searched his eyes for any hint of joking but there was none. “W-wait are your serious?” Bucky nodded, sure of himself.

A big grin graced your lips as you captured his lips into yours. The kiss was deep, passionate and full of love; unlike any other kiss you two have shared.

When you both broke apart, in need of air, he rested his forehead against yours. “I guess that’s your way of saying it back then?” You let out a breathy chuckle as you swat at his right arm. “Yes, Bucky, it is. I love you too, you big dork.”

Suga Update

I haven’t updated you ladies in a hot minute about what’s been going on in the hustle..for a few reasons such as bad juju after I made posts. The past few months have been hectic and I wasn’t hustling as hard BUT as of today I’m officially done with college a semester early yay! In any case, I’m going to tell ya’ll about this new POT and my day today. Lets call him Jet. Disclaimer: I ramble a lot in this post. 

I met him on Tinder. Our first date was incredibly brief, but nice. I was in the city and we figured we would meet quickly over coffee. Today we met at the Plaza Hotel in NYC. A little bit about him he is Indian, just shy of 40, and works as an investment banker on Wall Street. He describes himself as going “all the way” because he hustled to get into the best school in India, finished in the top of his class, and then came to America to get his MBA at an ivy, and then now works in Wall Street. He was so kind and rich with compliments.  At one point he grabs my hand and is like “What am I getting you for your graduation gift?” I laughed. “You’re putting me on the spot.” He tells me that I should think about what I want and the next time we see each other we will go shopping and he will get me my gift, “whatever I want”. He mentioned this over text too that I need to be gifted. (My tabs are open atm to LV I need a new wallet this is not a drill. I’m no longer shy about this shit I’m just going to say I need a new wallet, I’ve been wanting this one from LV it is $500 would that be okay?). He also does admission interviews for his alma matter and since I’m applying to law school he gave me A LOT of helpful tips on what admissions officers look for.

After the date we went to whole foods bc he thought I should have food for the train. I felt bad making him wait as I looked through all the cooked food and took my sweet time but he didn’t mind and after I got so much shit, basically went grocery shopping in this bitch he said, “That’s all? Are you sure?” I feel like the key is never to seem overly excited or in awe by their gestures. I just bat my lashes, smile and say “Thank you.” Like I feel like its easy to be in such awe when handed allowance for example but I think it’s best to give an appreciative smile say thanks and move on, almost unphased. Or to act like high class shit is normalcy. I got gifted a ring for Christmas that looks like an engagement ring I mean that’s basically what it is. When he complimented how “beautiful” my finger looked with my tattoo and the ring I looked at the ring, smiled, and said, “Oh this? It was a gift.” and moved on. I specifically wore that today so he knows I don’t play NO games *JoAnne voice*. I love to throw in a couple pieces in a simple outfit that just look classy. My three today were the diamond ring, this really dainty diamond necklace and this scarf from Saudi Arabia with a gold trim on the bottom. I was wearing a sweater dress, tights and thigh high boots. My whole outfit was like 30$ (minus my coat) but the added pieces just make you look like a subtle expensive bitch.

He did everything he could to just touch me or hold my hand towards the end of the date. Fixing my hair in the wind etc. I hate holding hands unless I’m like in love with a person, is that strange? I’m just so weird about being touched. So I had to bite my tongue when he said “Give me your hand” and played with my fingers and kissed my hand. He said “give me your hand” three times. He gave me “transportation cash” which was wellll over the cost of transportation which I was happy about. Shortly after we parted, he texted me compliments and that next time he’s not letting me leave so soon. He keeps texting how much he’s into me. His most recent text included “maybe some cuddles and kisses thrown in between too :)” I jump with glee when guys are bold with these statements because it gives me more incentive to be bold as fuck with opening my mouth and asking for things I want.  “Cuddles and kisses” will surely come..when my bank account is happy. I used to be scared to ask for shit but bet Imma have this Louis wallet in 2 weeks time. Speaking that into existence LOL.

But definitley looking forward to where this goes. I love men who drool over you bc even though it can seem annoying or obsessive those are the ones who will give you what you want, so long as you keep them on their toes.

Who Do You Belong To? - Johnny (M)


•Can I get a Johnny or Ten (you can choose) smut where he gets jealous because your flirting with another member. 

•Can I get a johnny smut where he gets jealous because your “flirting” with another member? 

 A/N: First post YAY! It’s a bit rough just as a heads up but I hope you like it 😬 

-Admin Kay

 Pairing: Johnny x Reader 

 Genre: (Rough) Smut - Sexual Content 

Word Count: 1,421

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