i want a moped

anonymous asked:

I constantly have the Twilight Series playing but BD p1&2 sit on a shelf, never to be played more than twice. Once to see the movie and the second time to actually see if the BS that just happened happened

Oh gosh, I know the feeling. Usually I’ll go through all of the movies and finish Breaking Dawn part one and be like ‘woW what a suspenseful ending! im glad they left so much to the imagination! i guess its up to the fandom to imagine what she would’ve been like as a vampire!!’ and just ignore that part two ever exists.

Alternatively if I feel angsty and deliberately want to mope and feel bad I will watch part 2 on its own as a solo movie. There’s nothing quite like the feeling of seeing a gross close up of M/Sheen’s face saying ‘oh my’ and realizing that he’s supposed to be my favorite character. It’s like a frying pan to the face everytime.

Remember last summer’s chibis? The first meeting between Chibi Bucky and Big Steve, Bucky in the cardboard-box like an homeless kitty, Steve facing off against Big!Tony, and then Steve and Sam looking everywhere for “Steve’s Bucky”??
Yeah, here’s the ending of THAT journey at last!! ;D

I Just Want You All To Myself Tate Langdon x Reader

Words: 3,213

Request: @multihxe :Could you do a Tate imagine where he gets jealous because y/n was having a study session with some boy from school and the boy was getting a little too close to her??

Description: You invite a boy over to study and it starts going south, espcially with Tate.

Author’s Note: @multihxe I hope this is what you wanted!! I apologize if it is far from ehat you wanted! Requests are open! Enjoy reading. XOXO


I had just moved to the infamous Murder House in Los Angeles, California, a couple months ago. It wasn’t as bad as I thought moving across the country and starting brand new. The reason why my family and I moved was because my dad had an affair on my mom. My mom isn’t happy. I know that is because anytime my dad tries to hold her hand she takes her hand away from his. Also if he enters the room she has to be at the other side of the room so that there isn’t any arguments. I just don’t get why they don’t just get a divorce. I mean seriously they are both unhappy in their marriage. Even though my mom still says they love each other. I could actually care less. i have someone in my life who loves and cares for me. His name is Tate Langdon. He is one of my dad’s patients. My dad is a psychiatrist. I didn’t really care if he was crazy. At least he is seeking help to get better. It was all really fate how we met. I was just walking downstairs and I bumped into him while going to the kitchen. It was awkward it was just us staring into our eyes. He then broke  the tension by laughing. I muttered a ‘Sorry’ and he said ‘Don’t me.’ I guess what they say is true. Love at first sight is real, well for me and Tate that is. There was something wrong with Tate though. The thing is that he is dead. I don’t care though. He admitted to all the wrong things he has done and I couldn’t be happier.

Originally posted by a-sky-full-of-stars-x

Anyways I was at school at Westfield and was getting my books to go to my next class. I closed my locker shut. When I did there was a jock right behind where the locker was.

“Hey (Y/N)!” Jacob said.

“Hi Jacob. Would you mind getting out of the way for me to go to my next class.” I said while rolling my eyes.

“Oh, come on. Don’t be like that (Y/N). I just want to talk!” He said.

“What do you want to talk about? You better talk fast because you have thirty seconds.” I said.

“Okay well you know that big science test we have?” I shook my head yes.”Well I was wondering if maybe I could go to your house and we could have a study session? Maybe you could help me ace it?” He asked.

“Okay. Meet me at my house at four, okay?” I said not really wanting to let him come over.

“Thanks (Y/N)! You’re the best!” Jacob goes to kiss my cheek but I put my hand infront of my face before he could. 

“Sorry but none of that!” I said then he awkwardly left. I went to my last period of the day, Science. Jacob was staring at me the whole time during class. “How am I supposed to help him study if he isn’t paying attention at all?” I mentally groaned. The bell rung and I rushed to get out of the classroom before Jacob could approach me. I arrived at my locker and I grabbed my science textbook and notes to help me study with Jacob. I quickly packed it in my backpack and I ran out the school doors before Jacob could once again approach me. I walk to my car and unlock it. I got in and drove to my house. I quickly got out of my car seeing that both my parents were still out of town for a day trip. I rushed inside to see what time it was and it was three fifteen. I let a sigh out of my mouth as I knew that Jacob wasn’t going to be here soon. 

“Hey babe!” Tate said. His voice startled me and I jumped landing in strong arms knowing that it was Tate. 

“Hey!” I said and turned around in his arms to see his face. He let go of the frip he had on me and put his arms around my waist while I put my hands on both of his cheeks. “I missed you so much today Tate. Why do you have to be isolated here?” I whined.

“I don’t know but it is worth it to see you come home and be able to be with you as soon as possible. I missed you too.” He said then kissed my forehead. He brought his face closer to mine and I stepped on my tippy toes and kissed him. We had a little make out session in the kitchen but I didn’t care. There was no one there to see it.  I broke apart and went to look at the kitchen timer and saw that it was three fifty-eight.

“Oh my gosh! Tate you have got to disappear like now!” I said.

“Why whats going on? Are your parents here?” Tate asked.

“No. I have a friend coming over for a study session.” I said.

“So? I would love to meet them. I think it is about time that you tell your friends that you have a boyfriend.” Tate said.

“Yeah and then whta would happen if they wanted a double date and NOT on Halloween, huh?” I said.

“And that is why you are the smart one in this relationship.” He said.

“Tate, can you PLEASE just disappear?” I begged.

“Okay. I love you” He said.

“I love you too.”I smiled and pecked his lips but then he grabbed my neck and started kissing me more.

“TATE!” I said by being muffled by his lips on mine.

“Okay fine. Bye.” He smiled and said.

Originally posted by anchosixx

Then I blinked my eyes and he was gone. I heard the doorbell ring and I rushed to answer it.

“Hi Jacob.” I said while letting him in.

“Hi (Y/N)! How are you today?” Jacob said and smiled cheekly.

“Are we ready to study?” I said wanting to get this study session over with. 

“Yep.” Jacob responded.

“Alright. Follow me.” I said. I closed and locked the door and we walked up my staircase to my room. “Here you can set your bookbag next to my desk on the right.” I said.

“Okay!” He said while putting his bookbag down. I pointed to the two chairs at my desk as saying to sit down here. Jacob did but only after he pulled my chair out. 

“Oh, thanks.” I said while sitting down.

“Anything for the lady.” He said. I mentally prayed hoping Tate wasn’t lurking in the corner watching all of what was happening. Little did I know that that was exactly happening. I soon let that thought slip my mind  and that was the worst thing to do. I saw Jacob looking through his bookbag over and over again.

“What is wrong?” I asked.

“I might have accidentally left my science stuff in my locker.” He said looking down embarrased.

“Okay. I guess we will just have to share.” I said 

“Okay. Sorry.” He said.

“It’s fine.” I said. I started to read section by section. When I was done with a paragraph I would ask him if I needed to explain anything to him and he would usually say yes.

“Can I say something before you continue reading?” He asked.

“Sure.” I said not sure of what he was going to say.

“You are really cute when you are explaining this stuff to me.” He said.

“Um, I think you should know that I have a boyfriend.” I said.

“Well he isn’t here so that means I can do this.” He said.

“That means you can do w—” I tried to ask but his lips met mine and struggled to pull him away from me. He put his hand around my neck and pulled me closer. I couldn’t escape. I started to kiss back. We parted and started to kiss again. My thoughts soon interrupted me. ‘(Y/N)! Are you kidding me? YOU HAVE TATE! STOP KISSING JACOB NOW!’

“Stop! I shouldn’t be doing this. I think it is a good thing for you to leave now.” I said standing up and taking charge.

“Why? I thought you liked me.” He said.

“No! I have a boyfriend! That I am happily with!” I said. Jacob stood up and started approaching me.

“Oh come on don’t be like that!” He grabbed my wrist and pulled me closer to him. We were just inches apart when Tate barged in the door.

“HEY! HANDS OFF OF HER!” Tate yelled. Everything happened so fast. The next thing I know is Jacob is on the ground with Tate on top of him, beating Jacob to a pulp.

“TATE! STOP!” I yelled making Tate stop and look at me.”Run Jacob!” JAcob got up and ran for his life and I heard the front door slam shut and let out the breath I was holding.

“Tate! Why did you do that?” I asked yelling.

“He had his hands all over you! I wasn’t going to let him touch you like that!”

“Yes but I had it undercontrol! I was going to stop him until you barged in and trampled him!” I said.



“I AM NOT JEALOUS!” Tate said.

“YOU SO ARE! When my guy friend came over here you lurked in the corner and when he just reached over me you started yelling your head off at him. It’s like if a guy just looked at me then you would kill him!” I said.

“Oh I’m sorry that I can’t be protective of my GIRLFRIEND!” 


“I JUST LOVE YOU! Is that a crime?” He yelled but then started to cry. “I just love you!” Then he started to cry even harder. Then it made me cry.

Originally posted by paradise-broken

“Yes but what you do isn’t what I want. I don’t want to become your…property.” I said with my voice being choked up.

“Then what are you going to do then (Y/N)?” He said.

“I’m going to do something I never dreamed of.” I said while crying and shutting my eyes.

“No please (Y/N). Don’t do what I think you’re going to do.” He pleaded.

“Go away.” I whispered with my eyes shut. When I gained confidence I said it again but louder.”GO AWAY!” I yelled. I opened my eyes adn i didn’t see Tate anymore. I collapsed to the ground and tried to keep my body from shaking.

Originally posted by nxtafraidtofly

“I’m sorry (Y/N). I love you.” Tate said but I couldn’t hear it. 

The next few days were awful. I didn’t have anything to look forward to when I came home. But i still didn’t want to see him. I want to wait for a little bit. I want him to rethink what he is doing that made me do this to him. My parents started to travel more without me. I was just home alone moping wanting to feel him around me but I knew that it was to early. I was doing this to save our relationship and maybe start again or begin where we left off.

October, Four Months After

I think I am going to let Tate back into my life now. I walked around my house on October 7 calling out his name. I went to the basement.

“Tate? I’m ready now. I’m ready to pick up our relationship. I miss you too much.” I said while walking around. I finally saw him come out of the shadows and I started to cry when I saw his tear stained face with a tear trickiling down.

Originally posted by n-e-v-e-r-m-0-r-3

“(Y/N). Is that you? Really you?” Tate asked.

“Yes baby its really me.” I said. I start running towards him and he picks me up and twirls me around. “I missed you so much. I am sorry for doing that to you but I had to let you know what you were doing and how it bothered me.” I said letting him know the reason.

“I know the time you spent away from me allowed me to think about what was wrong with me. What I was doing wasn’t love it was crazy obsession jealousy. I am so sorry.” He said.

“It’s okay. I forgive. I thank you for protecting me Tate. I love you.” I pulled away from the embrace we found ourselves in.

Originally posted by un--creative

“I love you (Y/N). I care about your feelings more than mine and I am thankful that you gave me a wake up call if I continued what I was doing.” Tate said. I pulled his neck down to mine and we kissed. We kissed for a long time and it was full of passion and longing for each other.

After that day everything was back to normal. It was the day before Halloween and Tate had told me to go downstairs to the basement. I did.

“Tate?” I said and then turned to walk facing away from the stairs. I turned around I was met with a man in a black suit. “TATE!” I yelled backing away but the man just started walking towards me. “TATE!” I was pressed against the staircase as the man was infront of me pressed against me. All of a sudden I heard him laughing. He unzipped his cap and it was Tate.

“YOU JERK!” I yelled and pushed him.

“I scared you.” He teased.

“Did not.” He then leaned closer to my head and we kissed. 

“I really didn’t scare you?” he said as we pulled apart.

“I said no. When are we going to go on a real date?” I asked.

“On Halloween. That’s the only day of the year where I am allowed out of this house.”

“Okay!” I said and pecked his cheek. “What did you want me to come down here.” I asked.

“Oh right! I got you this rose.” Tate said as he handed it to me. I gladly took it. “I painted it black, I know how you don’t like normal things.”

Originally posted by rainbowsnowlight

“I think this is the sweetest thing that a boy has ever done for me. Thank you.” I stood on my tippy toes and kissed on the lips. We broke apart. “Is that it? I have to go back to do my homework if thats all.”

“Yes thats it. I love you.” 

“I love you too. See you tomorrow for our date.” I winked and started to walk upstairs to my bedroom. 

Halloween Night

Tonight is when Tate and I were going to go on our date. I got ready for it. I didn’t know where we were going but I knew that anything was going to be perfect with him. A knock came on my door and I opened it to see Tate.

“Are you ready for our date?” He asked.

“Of course I am! Where are we going?” I asked.

“Somewhere that I loved to go when I was in high school, where i could let all the stress free from my head when times got tough.” 

“Okay! Do I need to bring anything extra?”

“Nope. If it gets cold you have me to warm you up.” He warmly smiled. We exited the house and started to walk. It was a good fifteen minute walk and then we reached our destination, the beach. We walked over to the lifeguard booth and I sat down on a concrete wall. When I had just sat down I felt my phone buzzing. I took out my phone and I saw that it was my mom calling. 

“(Y/N) where are you?” my mom said frantically.

“I’m just hanging with friends.” I said and looked where Tate was and he was fooling around on the lifeguard ‘porch’. “I’m sorry i should have called or left a note. Is this the part where you make me come home?” I said praying it wasn’t.

“Are you safe?”

“I swear.” 

“Are you having fun?”


“Was there anything that happened while we were gone?”

“There was some banging but I think it was just some little kids playing a prank.” I felt something on my neck and I realized that it was Tate.

“I want you home in an hour.”

“Okay. All right. Bye.” I tried to hang up quickly so I could spend more time with Tate. I finally hung up.

“Who was that?” Tate asked and stopped kissing my neck.

“My mom.” I smiled.

“Oh.” He said. Then he leaned closer to me and kissed me. We pulled apart and we walked down to the beach. When we reached the sand I layed down and he got on top of me and started kissing me again.

Originally posted by oobandsoo

We eventually stopped not wanting to get any further. He sat up with me and put his arm around me. He got up and light a fire. Then he returned and sat next to me, pulling me close. I rested my head against his.

“I used to come here when the world would close in and got so small I couldn’t breathe. I’d used to look out in the ocean and think, ‘Yo, scum bag, high school counts for jack. Kurt Cobain, Quentin Tarantino, Brando, De Niro, Pacino.” I looked at him as he turned his head to look at me. “All high school dropouts. I hated high school.  So I’d come out here and I’d look at this vast, limitless exspanse. And it’s like, thats your life, man. You can do anything. You can be anything. Screw high school. That’s…that’s just a blip in your timeline. Don’t get stuck there.” He looked at me and I leaned my head on his.

“Very knowledgable Tate. I love you.” I looked at him and kissed him.

“I love you too.” He said when we pulled apart. 

“Tate, can I ask you something?” I asked.

“Anything.” Tate responded.

“Why would you get so jealous?” I said with my head leaning in his. He took in a deep breath.

“I would get so jealous because I saw what it did to my parents when my dad didn’t care. When he would just let go. They were so much in love until he stopped caring. I didn’t want that to happen to us. I love you too much but to be completley honest it was because I just want you all to myself. I don’t want to share you. I want you to be with me and only me.” He said and then kissed me deeply.

“I understand Tate. I don’t want that to happen to us either. I will love you forever.”

“I will too.” 

That night was filled with love. I didn’t want whatever happened to Tate’s parents to happen to us.  I wouldn’t allow that but I understand why he reacted that way and I can’t say I blame him. I will spend forever with him. No. Matter. What.

Originally posted by dreamer-with-nightmares

I want a female NPC event.

Oichi and MC ditching the guards, sneaking out of the castle and running off to go visit Ohana.

Kita and MC going on a hot springs trip together for some R&R.

Yuki teaching MC self defense while Saizo glowers from the rooftop.

MC giving Ai some girl tips because she’s been living in a castle full of men for so long.


Slippery When Wet

Originally posted by chiqkihyun

Pairing: Wonho/Shin Hoseok x reader (female)

Word Count: 2,312

Rating: M - NSFW

Part of the Monsta X Kinks series: public/shower sex 💦 

A/N: College!AU, Jock!AU. I was originally going to do orgasm denial for Wonho(e), but then Dramarama happened and yeah - I can’t be held responsible for my actions. 

The smell of chlorine permeates the space, reaching you where you’re seated in the first row of the stands. No one around you comes close to your level of enthusiasm. Your friends with you cover their eyes, laughing as you scream and wave your sign above your head.

But hey, if their boyfriends were the number one ranked swimmer in the division in three events at the moment, they’d be yelling their heads off too, you always tell them.

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Drift Together

Pairing: Reader x Vernon
Genre: angst?, fluff, High School!AU
Request: “ Could you do a Hansol au? The ‘plot’ being: the reader is a very popular highschooler and everyone loves them. One day they find out their s/o has been cheating on them in one of the empty classroom. Later (still) at school, they start crying on the rooftop and Hansol (who’s the residential “bad boy”) finds the reader crying. They become friends and later more! Also, could you make the reader, flirty and charming?”
Word count: 4,159
A/N: Requested by smol anon. Sorry that this took me so so long! I hope you see this! Also I’m so bad at titles please forgive me


Today’s weather seemed set on offending you. The warmth and brightness of the sun seemed to sneer at you, mocking you for your own miserable demeanor. The sun only emphasized the warmth in your cheeks as you stormed outside, doing your best to stop yourself from crying. You couldn’t. Not here, anyway. Not at school. That would be a disaster.

You managed to make your way to the very back of the school, hiding yourself among the dumpsters. You sunk to the floor, resting your back against the hot, black plastic of one of the dumpsters. It smelt terrible, but you didn’t have the energy to care. You’d just caught your partner cheating on you. At school. In an empty classroom, for anyone to discover. They hadn’t even waited to get home. They’d only just sent you a text this morning telling you how much they loved you.

You burst into tears. Hot, unadulterated tears streamed down your face. Bile had risen in your throat. Just the thought of the two of them, shirts unbuttoned, with lips swollen from kissing was enough to make you want to throw up. How could they do this to you? Nine months. It had been nine months. Maybe that wasn’t very long in the grand scheme of life, but it had felt like something important to you. You’d thought that the two of you had been in love; and you had been, for all you’d known. What were people going to think?

The two of you had maintained a relatively high level relationship, after all. How were you going to confront people, if this got out?

It didn’t matter if everyone loved you. You were alone.

“Oh.” A voice broke your train of thought. “Hello.”

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FP Jones/Andrew’s Family/Riverdale imagines - Oh Dear Part 11

Originally posted by archiegifs

AN: We are getting so close to finishing this series which makes me sad but I’m thankful for all of you and I finally hit 4k followers this weekend which incredible!!

(Part One)(Part Two)(Part Three)(Part Four)(Part Five)(Part Six)(Part Seven)(Part Eight)(Part Nine)(Part Ten)

Overall Summary: You’re Archie’s old sister and you have a thing for a certain serpent

Pairing: Reader x FP Jones, Sister!Reader x Archie Andrews, Daughter!Reader x Fred Andrews

Word count: 2,462

Warnings: Well, FP is clearly older than the reader in this fic,

Archie thought it best to miss out the gory details of his and FP’s conversation by telling you that FP didn’t talk at all whilst he was there. 

In the meantime, you had managed to convince Kevin to talk to Joaquin about FP’s one phone call and that was the next piece of the puzzle that you were waiting on. 

Archie had informed you that FP had been working with another Serpent called Mustang but what he didn’t tell you was that he was going with Kevin, Joaquin and Veronica to go interrogate said-Serpent. You didn’t find out until Archie called you to ask for a lift. 

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sunrise over florida

wordcount: 855

genre: fluff // warnings: language

i heard @nihilist-toothpaste wanted ridiculously soppy dan-deciding-to-stay-in-florida. this happened. hi.

Sunrise comes soft and Easter-egg yellow, seeping into the sky like honey, the salty-fresh wind off the waves cutting through the warmer night air. Phil’s hand is cold and comforting in Dan’s – the beach is empty – they’re walking much closer than they usually do and Dan can’t bring himself to care very much.

“I’m going to miss you,” Dan says, quiet. Phil smiles at him sideways, crooked and bittersweet. His sunglasses cover his eyes, but Dan knows the expression in them all the same.

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Just Friends?

Summary: Tom, Harrison and you are a trio, but when you fell for Tom years ago, any future you have with him is jeopardized. 

Characters: Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1,415

A/N: Surprise!!! Wrote this is one go late last night! Thank you to the anon that inspired me by making me emo. I hope you all enjoy!

You were best friends with Tom and Harrison for as long as you can remember. You all didn’t go to the same school, but lived on the same street and you would always play tag and other games with each other growing up, and as you got older, play dates would turn into movie or game nights. Another thing that changed was your feelings for Tom in particular. You didn’t know why you fell for Tom, but you did and it was the worst feeling ever because Tom liked someone else, that wasn’t you.

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Ain’t It Fun

@pearltheartist requested:
Hey there! Fic with Richie where he goes to homecoming with another girl and makes out with her and the reader sees and she ends up crying her eyes out ( fluff and angst pls!)

Pairing: Richie x Reader (sort of)

Warnings: None I can see

A/N: Was this angsty enough?


Y/N’s hand got swatted away as she reached up to touch her hair gingerly.

“If you didn’t move as much this wouldn’t hurt!” Beverly scolded, tugging at the strands again.

“This is dumb.” Y/N groaned, slouching. “I don’t even want to go to homecoming! Why are you torturing me like this woman?”

“I’m not torturing you. You’re overreacting. And just because you don’t have a date it doesn’t mean you can’t have fun!” Beverly said, the absolute epitome of cheer.

“What you mean is, just because Richie’s going with another girl, doesn’t mean I can sit at home and mope. Instead, go and watch him with her all night! Fun! Am I right Bev?” Y/N smiled sarcastically. 

Yelping in pain, Y/N glared in the mirror at Beverly. 

“Okay, now you’re just doing it on purpose.”

Come, she said. It’ll be fun, she said. Y/N thought bitterly, refilling her punch cup at the refreshments table. 

Well she was wrong.

Resuming her seat at the bleachers, she stared sullenly at the ground, fiddling with the necklace she was wearing. 

It was a locket, one that popped open to reveal a tiny picture. When she did pop it open, she startled, since there was a picture inside already. It was a picture of Buddy Holly.

Suddenly, she remembered where she had gotten it. Richie had given it to her. It was a joke between them that started when they were listening to Richie’s radio. 

“Favourite rock n’roll artist. Go.” Richie shot the question at her.

“Buddy Holly.” Y/N replied just as quickly.

“Buddy Holly huh?” Richie sat up, wiggling his eyebrows behind his huge glasses.

“Yeah.” Y/N said nonchalantly, not paying attention.

“Y’know, some people have said that I look like him.” Richie smirked. 

Turning to look at him now, she rolled her eyes. “Please, Tozier.”

“Just stating the facts babe.” Richie winked.

That became their ongoing joke for the next week, and Richie had given her this picture to put in her locket as a jest. 

Snapping the locket closed, she looked up at Richie and his date on the dance floor. They were laughing, having fun, and Y/N felt like dying inside. 


Scowling, Y/N scoffed. “Well, well, well. You finally remembered you’re the one that dragged me to this thing and then left me?”

Beverly sighed. “I didn’t mean to. And I thought you’d dance at least with someone. Or someone would ask you.” 

“Someone did.” Y/N said airily. “I said no.” 

“That, is why you aren’t having fun.” Beverly chuckled. 

“I don’t want to have fun. I didn’t even want to be here.” Y/N frowned, scuffing the floor with her shoe. 

Rolling her eyes, Beverly nodded. “I know, I know. You wanted to stay home and mope. I know. But please, just let yourself have some fun. You aren’t making this any better for-” She cut off, suddenly. 

“What?” Y/N stared at Beverly, waiting for her to finish, but she was gazing at something behind her. 

“Beverly.” Snapping her fingers in front of her face, Y/N finally re-caught her friend’s attention. “What is it?”

“N-nothing.” Beverly shook her head, but something was clearly bothering her. “I think you’re right. I’m getting a bit tired. I’ll go home with you if you want.” 

“You’re lying.” Turning around to look at what had shaken her so bad, Beverly cried out.

“Y/N, don’t..” 

Frozen, Y/N stared at the scene on the dance floor. Richie and his date were kissing. She watched as she buried her hands in his hair, and his hands pulled her closer at her waist…

Biting her lip, Y/N turned away. Standing abruptly, she brushed past Beverly, who clutched for her arm desperately, protesting. Rushing outside, Y/N was glad she lived so close to school. Bursting through her front door, she collapsed on her couch, sobbing. 

Hearing the noise, her parents came in, wondering what on earth was going on, dumbfounded at the sight of their daughter on the couch crying her eyes out. After a few minutes, Beverly appeared, comforting, letting Y/N cry on her shoulder as she soothed her.

“I’m sorry for making you go.” Beverly whispered after Y/N stopped the waterworks.

Blinking, Y/N sniffed. “It’s okay. At least I got to mope.” 

Cracking small smiles, they both started to grin. Then laugh quietly. 

“That you did.”

hikingofthenoldor replied to your post: vonmetternich replied to your post: things that…

   But only motorcyclist. Not mopets. Mopets get ignored. Sometimes a motorcyclist waves at me. I’m only riding a mopet. This confuses me. And makes me feel but strong. But the motorcyclist must have confused me for something bigger.    

Ive read this three times and it gives me a really uncanny and yet completely understandable feeling that I cannot express in words, thank you for the poetry Jack <3

anonymous asked:

136 and 48 for Yondu please :)

Characters: Reader x Yondu Udonta

Warnings: mentions of nightmares

Prompts: 48: “We’ve become the clingy couple that you used to complain about.” 136: “You had a nightmare, tell me what it was about so I can fix it.”

Word Count: 300

A/N: first Yondu request !!

Want to request a drabble? Read this post [x]

You stared blankly out the window as the crew rushed around the ship. You were so spaced out you hadn’t heard Yondu call your name for the third time.

“y/n.” he grabbed your shoulder, and you jolted. You looked up at him and tried to plaster on a smile, but you didn’t fool him. He sat down besides you and you leaned on his shoulder, and he put an arm around you. “What’s wrong, honey?” 

“Nothing.” you muttered, and Yondu scoffed.

“You had a nightmare, tell me what it was about so I can fix it.” he said, and you looked up at him. He shrugged nonchalantly. “You kept tossing and turning in your sleep.”

“It’s okay, Yondu.” you leaned back into his chest. “I’ll get over it.” 

“Nah, I don’t want you to mope around like this.” he took your chin in his hand and lifted it up. “I wanna see you smile again.” 

You giggled a bit, and Yondu grinned triumphantly. One of the crew members called his name and Yondu turned around and waved him away.

“I don’t want to distract you from your work.” you said a little guiltily, and Yondu shrugged.

“You distract me everyday with you’re beauty.” he gave you a wide grin, and you gave him a shove but blushed. “I wanna spend time with you.” 

“Oh, Yondu,” you laughed. “We’ve become the clingy couple that you used to complain about.”

“Well I don’t mind being clingy if it means I get to be with you.” he shrugged, getting to his feet. He offered you his hand and pulled you up, and took your face in his hands. “Feelin’ better?” 

“Much better.” you reassured him, and he took your hand as the two of you walked towards the cockpit of the ship.

  • Cyborg: This envelope contains the inheritance my uncle left me. He died a year ago. He was so rich he had a whole room in his house just to eat in.
  • Raven: You mean like a dining room?
  • Cyborg: Yeah, but in Manhattan.
  • Beast Boy: Oh, dang.
  • Cyborg: Now just because I'm definitely rich now doesn't mean I'm gonna forget my roots. You all get something, so fire away.
  • Starfire: Cyborg, your friendship is gift enough for me.
  • Beast Boy: Friendship is crap. I want a fancy new moped.
  • Cyborg: All right, BB gets a moped.
  • Raven: Oh, cool. I want a new sports car.
  • Cyborg: Come on, you can be honest.
  • Raven: I want old expensive books. I'll send you a list.

catelyngrant  asked:

☠ for Kara and ☮ for Cat!

☠ for Kara

Kara blows her powers out and Alex wants to implement the usual protocol—lots of sunlamp time and lots of sister time, snuggled up watching Netflix. Normally, that’s what makes Kara feel okay when she blows out her powers; that’s what makes Kara feel okay even when she has her powers.

But this time she’s still so angry. She wants to keep fighting. She argues that she’s trained just as much as Alex has and gets matching incredulous looks from her sister and J’onn. Kara knows she’s wrong even if she doesn’t want to be—she’s trained as Supergirl, not as Kara. She’s no use without her powers.

Alex gets an agent to drive her home, and Kara calls Cat from the backseat.

“Come to my place,” Cat says after Kara has explained. Before Kara can protest, Cat continues, “I’m not going to let you go home to mope by yourself.”

Kara doesn’t even want to, but she knows Cat won’t take no for an answer. She shows up grumpy and it just gets worse; she drops a glass of water and accidentally slams the bathroom door because she’s not used to doing anything without adjusting based on her powers. Cat draws her a bath and makes her go to sleep early—makes it all more of a demand than any kind of TLC.

The next morning, Cat opens the curtains to wake her up. The sun feels vaguely warm, and Kara can’t hear anything outside of the room, and she’s already frustrated.

“Put on clothes you can work out in,” is all Cat says.

Kara doesn’t ask and Cat doesn’t offer details, not over breakfast, not while they’re in the car, not as she leads Kara into a warehouse that looks more like Alex’s scene than Cat’s.

It’s not an empty warehouse, though, it’s a business, and even after the employee explains to Kara how this is going to work, she still doesn’t quite understand.

“I’m just supposed to pick a weapon?” Kara asks.

“Mmhmm,” Cat says. “You can pick more than one—I have this place rented out for the entire day.”

“You think I’m going to spend the whole day breaking things for no reason?”

“Darling,” Cat says, and Kara knows from the tone in her voice that she’s trying hard not to roll her eyes. “You’re going to spend as long as you want to breaking things because you are frustrated and there’s nothing else for you to do. And then I’ll take you home and fuck you until you can’t walk.”

Kara swallows, glances around to make sure no employees are nearby.

Cat hands her a baseball bat. “Start with this. I think you’ll enjoy it.”

Kara does. She spends hours wrecking things—multiple TVs, a complete set of china, every type of kitchen appliance you can think of. She rips a couch apart with her bare hands, actually feeling how much her muscles strain as she does it. She’s already exhausted by the time Cat takes her home, and then Cat lives up to her promise to the point Kara all but passes out by the time they’re done.

She doesn’t know how long she sleeps, but when she wakes up, she can hear people having a conversation two floors away, and she smiles into her pillow.

The next time she loses her powers, Cat takes her back to the warehouse.

☮ for Cat

Kara really wishes Cat and Alex would be better friends. All they ever do is snark at each other. Kara doesn’t think it’s unreasonable to want her sister and her girlfriend to get along, but whenever she mentions it, she gets nothing more than an eye roll and an assurance it’s fine.

Alex gets hurt, not badly, but publicly. The street they’re fighting on is closed for construction, so there aren’t many people around, thankfully, but there are news crews too close for comfort. They’ve got a camera trained directly on Alex as she takes a shot to the side that knocks her off her feet. Kara finishes the fight soon thereafter, and they get Alex checked out as she complains that she’s fine while wincing every time someone touches her ribs. It’s a pretty regular post-fight situation, which is why Kara doesn’t understand when Cat rushes into the DEO, face pinched.

“How’s she doing?” Cat asks, worry in her voice that is usually reserved for Carter.

“How’s who doing?” Kara says.

Cat looks at her like she’s grown another arm. “Your sister? Who went down and didn’t get back up?”

Kara almost laughs, but the concern on Cat’s face is too serious. “She got back up,” Kara says. “She’s probably yelling at a doctor about how she shouldn’t have to take the rest of the day to rest and should be working instead.”

Cat’s shoulders relax, and it clicks in Kara’s head.

“You were worried about her? This much? You don’t even like her!”

Cat rolls her eyes and stalks off toward med bay. Kara watches her go, stuck in place by shock. Cat actually cares about Alex?

By the time Kara catches up, Cat is perched on a chair beside Alex’s bed and Alex is grinning.

“I can’t believe you were worried about me,” Alex says.

“Please,” Cat scoffs. “I simply didn’t want to deal with Kara moping if you’d been seriously injured. And aren’t you supposed to be a secret agent? I would think getting attacked on television isn’t the best strategy.”

Alex just laughs at her. Kara can’t help but beam.

drabble: jeno

Anonymous said:Jeno + 30? Thanks 😘

#30: “Stop being so attractive.”

Originally posted by jaehyun-a

“The one who gets the lower marks have to pay for ice cream!” You challenged your boyfriend, Jeno, who scoffed, “I will make sure your wallet will be empty today.”

“Lee Jeno!” Your teacher called out, handing him his paper, “Good job.”

“Oh Jeno Lee!” You quirked your eyebrows, mimicking how Mark called him jokingly, “How much did you get?”

Jeno flipped to the cover page of the test as you scooted closer to him, 15/20.

Jeno shot you a smirk, “I bet you can’t beat that.”

You rolled your eyes, patiently waiting for your name to be called out, “Y/N!”


“Well done, you’re the top in class, 19/20! Keep up the good work!” Your teacher shot you an encouraging smile as she handed you your paper.

“What?” Jeno could barely believe his eyes as he scanned through your paper, with a myriad of red ticks and only one small cross, indeed you deserved your 19/20.

“Thanks babe,” You kissed his cheeks as he pouted, “I guess it’s your wallet that’s gonna be empty today.”

“Shut up.”

Seated opposite you was your pouting boyfriend, who used to think anyone but his girlfriend would beat him academically. You giggled as you took a spoonful of your cotton candy ice cream and waved it right under Jeno’s nose.

“Do you want some?” You offered.

“No thanks,” Jeno pushed your hand away, “Vanilla’s good.”

“Hey, stop being so pouty, hmm?” You put down your spoon to rub soothing circles on Jeno’s hands, “At least you’re doing well!”

“But not as well as you!” Jeno complained, “I’m supposed to be mad at you for beating me at the test but you can’t stop being so attractive…”

“I’m what?” You teased Jeno, who was blushing furiously.


“Stop being so attractive,” You repeated, “I heard it, every, single, word.”

“Fine!” Jeno raised his hands in defeat, “I can’t help but to stare at you every time you do tests, your face just glows under the sun even if you’re seated beside me and–”

You interrupted your boyfriend’s childish ramblings with a soft kiss of his lips, you could taste the sweetness of the vanilla ice cream he had earlier. As you pulled away, the tips of Jeno’s ears were a bright firetruck red.

“Well, I’m sorry for being such a distraction to you, and stop moping over it okay? I really don’t want to see my boyfriend like this.”

Jeno’s eye smile made a return as he pecked your lips back, “I’m good.”

I’m sorry

It was out of the blue

I’ve always been watching

The snapdragons here are vibrant

As if it’s an incident

The way you water all of them

All on your own every day is enchanting

I want to say that

My heart sinks

I live here, too, and whenever

I see these flowers, I get encouraged

I’m always reserved and hide behind people

I can’t talk the way I want to

But I still wanna say

Don’t wanna regret

I kept on getting intimidated

Over and over again until now

Even I can actually do better

I’m not outdone by the other guys

In the team in any way

Always screaming inside my heart

But it won’t get heard

Seriously, I have to say it with my mouth

I hate myself

I always mope around

I know I want to change

Still, I’m trying with all my heart

My name is Mayuta

Mayuta, Mayuta, Mayuta

Before I knew it, I’m Kukun

Treated as if I’m everyone’s hanger-on

The name I got used to

I’ve noticed

There’s no one looking at what I do

They don’t even take notice

Notice me more

Someone, please, notice me

I’m always anxious wherever I am

No matter what I do, I can’t take that

Step forward when it’s just one more push

Truthfully, I have a dream, too

A bright shining future

Still wrapped in a cocoon

Even if I’m junk like that

I’ll aim to become a butterfly

Just like it says on my fingers

I’ll amaze Wamu, Gabi, Babo, and Hie

Draw a vision in a dream

I’ll do it

A challenge just for me

You get it, right?

You hear this, right?

You can see me as I sing this, right?

Someone, please, like me as I am

And let me like myself more

This… rap? Poem? From episode 4 of devilman crybaby stuck out to me so much i just wrote it down then. I DIDNT WRITE THIS THIS IS ONLY FOR PEOPLE TO USE IF THEYD LIKE

I Hate You For Hating Me | Do Kyungsoo

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Genre: Fluff

◇ Summary: Wherein you unfortunately have to accompany Kyungsoo to his filming set as part of your job, and where Kyungsoo doesn’t like you very much (or so you think).

“Listen, I will do literally anything else, just do not make me go with him,” you said, pleading.

Your boss glared at you. “You’ll be accompanying Do Kyungsoo to his filming set if you want to keep this internship, do you understand me?”

No, it wasn’t that you had a problem with Do Kyungsoo. It was that he had a problem with you. Or at least that’s what you assumed.

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Chapter 11. Simon.

This is the worst fight Basilton and I have ever had.

It couldn’t have come at a worse time. Baz didn’t come back to the room last night and I haven’t seen him all day. I’m worried that something’s happened to him. Either that, or he’s seriously mad at me, and I don’t know what I did.

I think my wing might be broken. It hurts when I move it. On top of that, I can feel a black eye forming, my head is pounding like hell, and my entire body feels sore. I’m bleeding in at least three places.

I can’t fly home, and the wing hurts too much, so I transform back into my normal form and catch a taxi back to Watford. The driver looks concerned and suggests that we detour by the hospital, but I insist on going straight home.

I’ll be fine. I heal quickly. It’ll just hurt for a day or two. I haven’t been this badly hurt before, but Baz always helps me. I’ll have to come up with some explanation. (I don’t want to lie to him. Not again.)

I trudge up the stairs to our room, wincing in pain with every step. When I open the door, I find Baz sitting at his desk and breathe a sigh of relief. The door swings shut behind me with a thud that reverberates loudly through my head.

I groan, taking two steps into the room and collapsing on my bed. The impact sends fresh pain through my body.

‘Fuck, everything hurts,’ I whimper into my pillow. I’m met with silence, and after I wait for half a minute and nothing happens, I turn my head to look at Baz. He’s still at his desk, and he looks like he’s reading his textbook.


He ignores me completely.

‘Baz, please,’ I say. ‘Talk to me.’

There’s no response. My headache is getting worse, and I start seeing spots.

‘What did I do…’ I whisper, seconds before I pass out.

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