i-hope-it-amuses-you-as-well

Rose leant against the doorframe, watching the Doctor as he fixed his hair into a less spiky style than usual, taking in what had started out as a tame (and rather attractive, if she may say so) stubble from his latest field trip and had surprisingly been allowed to grow into a proper, full beard. The red shirt he was wearing was different from his usual choice of colours, too, but for some reason still seemed oddly familiar.

“Not that I really mind, but is there any particular reason for the sudden change in styling…?”

The Doctor’s eyes met hers in the mirror, while his fingers continued expertly tousling strands of hair into a certain look.

“Well, Tony told his mates he’s going to introduce his cool sort-of-brother-in-law to class for a cool presentation, didn’t he?”

The blonde couldn’t help smiling at the obvious care he showed for her little brother, feeling warmed by how much making Tony happy seemed to mean to him.

“Aren’t you putting a little too much thought into that comment, Doctor? It’s just a school presentation… Besides, I should think having a proper, renowned scientist showing off a flashy experiment should be plenty cool, yeah?”

The part Time Lord shrugged a nonchalant shoulder in reply, but Rose could see the hint of a blush colouring the tips of his ears.

As she continued watching him fix his hair, taking a more appreciative look at his appearance (and the tight jeans he was wearing), she suddenly realised why the new look seemed familiar.

“Wait - have you been checking out the fashion section in Mum’s magazines?”

A beat of silence.

Then:

“…no?”

The high tone his voice had taken, paired with the sheepish look on his face (and the definitely pink-tipped ears now), were enough to spur her into a fit of giggles.

Once she’d calmed down enough, she soothed the Doctor’s flustered indignation at her reaction with a soft kiss, letting him know that she appreciated his caring.

Even if it was rather amusing.


Dedicated to @littlewhomouse (she’ll know why ;) ) and @tardisfangurl, whose initial suggestion of putting bearded!DT into a checked flannel shirt (which then turned into Hipster!Tentoo trying to be *cool*) sparked the random silliness x)

Reaction (EXO): When their girlfriend is a sarcastic asshole during an argument

Kris: “Touche, you sarcastic little shit.”

Originally posted by krismehard

Luhan: “No fair, you can’t make me want you in the middle of a fight.”

Originally posted by yoonterlude

Tao: “Well fuck, I didn’t expect that from such an innocent being.”

Originally posted by lil-duckling

Xiumin: “The fuck was that? You can’t be more sarcastic than me during a fight.”

Originally posted by peruni

Lay: “Girl, where did all that rage come from?”

Originally posted by getlayd

Chen: “You just started a war, I hope you know.”

Originally posted by porkdo-bi

Kai: “Girl, I will… Just kidding, I can’t stay mad at you.”

Originally posted by fy-kimkai

Chanyeol: “Two can play that game baby.” 

Originally posted by parkchny

Baekhyun: “Chanyeol, do you find her amusing?”

C- “No, I don’t think I do.”

Originally posted by porkdo-bi

Suho: *doesn’t even know how to reply* 

Originally posted by qrishan

Sehun: “Girl, don’t even try. I will win this.”

Originally posted by kaisoh

D.O: *reading a message from you* “She said what now?” 

Originally posted by jonginssoo

~AdminC

Gold

Step into Christmas, won’t you? For @niftybottle : because I wasn’t sure what you’d like, I’ve come bearing three gifts. This one takes place in an ideal Warehouse world where the first episode of season 4 happened, and then none of the bad stuff ensued. I bet, based on the title of this first present, you’ll be able to guess what I’m calling the other two.

Gold

Pete rarely had expectations. About much of anything, but really not about what he might see on any given day in the Warehouse. And because he rarely had expectations, he was rarely surprised.

But then on Christmas Eve, he walked into the Christmas aisle.

And he was surprised.

In front of him was something kinda like a Nativity scene. That wasn’t the surprising part, because yeah, it was the Christmas aisle.

No, the surprising part was… well, it was actually two surprising parts: one, that the scene was life-size, and two, that parts of it were actually alive. Which made three surprising parts, really, because the parts of it that were alive were being played by Myka and H.G. Although “played” was probably the wrong word. Nobody was doing much moving—they were paused in the scene—but their mouths didn’t seem to be stuck, because they were having a pretty serious argument, something along the lines of “this is your fault” and “no, it’s your fault.”

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Of Books and Dirty Cash pt2

            A/N The other people in the library were inspired by the students that frequent the library at my school. I will never understand them lol. This part is almost three times as long as the first (1.5k), not sure how that happened. Hope you enjoy! 

Please read part 1, first so this will make sense!

You can also read part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18


           “I’m sorry, you’re what?”

           “The librarian. Who did you think I was?” The corner of his mouth turned upwards, the ghost of amusement passing across his face.

           “A very angry and nosy stranger.” You thought, but decided that might not be the best thing to say. “I don’t know. Just another student, I guess.”

           “Right, well, I’m not.” He pushed the stack of books toward you. “They’re due back on the twenty eighth. Oh, and if you ever need help finding anything, let me know. That’s also kind of my job.”

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Welcome To The Channel - Sam Winchester

Originally posted by tallyiaboo

Wow this is such a stupid title. Oh well, I hope you like this, Anon!

Prompt: When Y/N and Sam get trapped in Gabriel’s Changing Channels he comes up with the hilarious idea to force the two into a porno to get them to confess their feelings for each other. Y/N is not amused.

Warning: profamity. sexy times. fluffiness.

I’m taking time out of my day to write this. I’m skipping Yuri on Ice for this.

It better be good.


If I ever see that damn trickster again I will shove a knife into his eye. It was bad enough that he had to trap the myself and the boys into a television but he just couldn’t resist shoveling me into what I guessed was a porno (judging from my limited amount of clothes)

“Hello Y/N…” A voice that was unmistakably Sam’s came from behind me and I turned to see him behind the couch. Incredibly and perfectly shirtless.

Now I have seen Sam Winchester shirtless before. However those moments usually revolved around a hunt and Sam being brutally shot and/or clawed at in some way. It’s hard to get turned on by a the shirtless hunter when there’s blood everywhere.

But it was clear that the only blood here was the blood rushing to my cheeks as I let my eyes wander.

“Hey Sam…” The younger Winchester swallowed, looking oddly out of place in the lavish apartment room with red and pink lace and an very comfortable looking bed in the corner.

“Play our roles… right?” If I wasn’t a blushing, stuttering mess before then dear god, now I was like the Wicked Witch of the West.

Just as I took a step towards the previously mentioned shirtless Winchester, the door swung open and an impossibly feminine figure waltzed into the room.

I couldn’t help but stare after the sight of the blonde girl with an innocent twinkle in her eyes as she, without a second thought, slipped a hand through Sam’s hair and pressed her lips to his.

There wasn’t a correct reaction to this situation. Was I supposed to join in? Was I supposed to leave? Regrettably I don’t watch much porn aside from the quick glances of what Dean accidentally leaves running on the screen of his laptop sometimes.

Besides, I couldn’t help but feel a horrible hollow crack within my chest as I saw a physically perfect figure press her lips to Sam and see him press back.

Maybe if I just stood still I wouldn’t have to join in on this shit…

“Oh hell no. That is not how you’re reacting to this, is it Sam?” A voice said from behind me.

The sound of snapping fingers filled the air and within one second the prescence of the random girl dissappeared, leaving Sam looking around, understandably baffled.

Gabriel stood next to the door, shaking his head, “Really Sam? Your thick, moose-y skull can’t tell that the chick you live with has a crush on you?” My eyes grew to an impossible size as I silently begged Gabriel to shut up.

“You… what?” Sam asked, his gaze turning from the archangel who was leaning against the doorframe to me, who was standing helplessly in the corner.

The clear-eyed angel groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose, “That was your big chance! To push aside the obvious hottie in the room and sweep up your girl and confess your undying love to her!” Gabriel swept his arms out in a grandiose way, only to fall to his side in what looked like genuine disappointment, “But no. Your dumb Sasquatch ass couldn’t see a perfect opportunity presenting itself to you”

We were still silent, no words even beginning to come to our heads. Gabriel sighed, shaking his head in disgust, “Fine… You know what!? Fine! I’ve already spelled it out for you two… Y/N is in love with Sam Winchester, the inbred forest animal. And Sam Winchester is in love with Y/N, the beautiful boss of the century. Do with this information what you will”

In a split second we were transported from the luscious hotel scenery of the porno to our own crappy motel room.

All of this happened without a single word being exchanged between Sam and I.

In the tense silence that was brought upon by our locked gazes I could only wing it and say the first thing that came out of my mouth.

“So who talks first. You talk first, I talk first?” Sam scoffed.

And this is why I should never wing anything.

“Was… Gabriel right? About the whole…” He stuttered, seemingly unable to piece together the required vocabulary.

“Yeah. But you don’t really have to do anything about it. I mean… If you don’t want to-”

“-Y/N It’s fine… I like you too”

Cue the terribly tense and awkward silence.

“Oh thank god… Because if you didn’t then that would have been really weird”


FORGIVE ME THIS WAS TERRIBLE

ARGHHHH BLECK I’M SO SORRY IF YOU HATED THIS ANON!! I REPEEEEEENTTTTT!!!

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Kisses and Confessions

I’m kinda hesitant to ask coz I’m pretty sure you won’t do it since it’s repetitive but if you do then can you make a similar story to the one you wrote with Sehun it’s called “teach me to kiss” except the roles are reversed and you are the one teaching xD I ADORE YOUR BLOG BTW

Note: oh no not my older scenarios, they were so awful~ *blushes* heh~ well, here is your request, I hope it is good! have a nice day! 

Disclaimer: I don’t own the gifs/images used

Main Masterlist - EXO Masterlist

Originally posted by bbangtanboobear

You glanced at Sehun, eyebrow raised in attempt to mock his lack of kissing experience. You knew he’d never been romantically involved with anyone before, the two of you know each other better than anyone else after being friends for the past several years, but to hear this aloud gave you some kind of amusement as you teased him.

Unsure of his own emotions, his cheeks began to turn rosy as he shoved you in the side half heartedly. “Shut up, I’m not a slut like you.”

You laughed, the charm of your smile lighting up your eyes brighter than the greatest star in the sky. You shuffled closer to him, the apples of your cheeks prominently standing out sweetly, emphasising the beauty in the way you smile.

“Why don’t I be your first?”

He opened your mouth to counter the comment, but words couldn’t arrange themselves as his mind swirled in a mixture of confusion and embarrassment. He closed your mouth again, looking away as you giggled at how you’d managed to stun him to being completely speechless.

“Aww, are you shy?” You teased.

“No, I’m not!” He snapped, “I just… I don’t know what I’m doing so-”

“Well that’s the point. First kisses can be nerve wracking and awkward, but if I teach you how to do it now, then you’ll save yourself the worry.”

“I’m not worried” He persisted, eyes looking down as his lips drew to an adorable pout. It was hard not to press your lips against his there and then.

“Then how come everytime I ask you about getting a girl, your excuse is, I don’t know how to kiss and that’s embarrassing because it’s not manly” You ended the last part in a exaggerated mocking of his voice, causing him to roll your eyes as a smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

“Alright fine.” He finally agreed, looking slightly exasperated and embarrassed all in one. “Just do it and get it over with, I can’t cope with you teasing me about it any longer.”

You giggled, and his cheeks glowed hotter. You stood up, softly pulling at his hand in motion for him to join you. As he rose to his feet, you guided his hands on your hips before moving your own to his broad shoulders, you could feel his toned collarbones even through his cotton white tee-shirt as your fingertips traced circles.

You looked up, catching his eyes. He looked unsettled, but a hint of excitement laced in his stare. You tilted your head to the side before carefully moving in, but it was him that pushed his lips against your first.

His lips were hesitant and unsure, but with each brush of your lips against his brought him confidence.

Considering he’d never kissed anyone in his life, it felt better than amazing, more magical than magic itself. After a few moments, he pulled away, gathering a sharp intake of breath before smiling at you sheepishly.

Time seemed to stop somehow as you watched each other closely, and it wasn’t until you felt his warm breath sweeping across your lips that you realised the two of you were subconsciously moving in again. Your eyes fluttered to another close, and then his lips were touching yours again.

This time it was harder, more positive and cool. His grip tightened, gripping your sides tighter before deciding there wasn’t enough contact and snaked his arms around your waist, dragging you expertly into his chest as though he’d done it a million times before. You could feel the atmosphere changing as you wrapped your own arms around his neck.

He pulled away again, this time not looking so self-conscious, this time le looked assured.

“I think I’ve got this kissing thing, you know, it isn’t as hard as I thought.”

“I’m glad to hear that.” You smiled at him, but inside your heart was sinking. Now, he was going to let go, and that kiss he’d given you would be taken to someone else, to love them. Your lips ached in loveless agony that could only be cured by his lips gracing yours again.

“{y/n}, I know I’ve never kissed anyone before but when I kissed you… I felt, I don’t know… chemistry? Is that supposed to happen.”

“What do you mean by chemistry?” You asked him, tilting your head to the side.

“I mean, my heart was beating really fast, and I could feel myself blushing. And now, even though I know we’re just friends, all I want to do is kiss you again.”

“Is that a confession, Oh Sehun?” You winked at him, making him tut.

“Aish, I don’t know…” He looked unsure, then, he smiled. “They say actions speak louder than words, right?”

The question must have been rhetorical, because before you had chance to respond, his lips were back on yours.

Was this his confession?

You took that as a rightful ‘yes.’

anonymous asked:

Anything featuring a darker/kickass Caroline and an in awe Klaus. I need to cleanse my brain of mommy Caroline

Edit: JFC, I don’t know that the hell happened here. Stupid posting from my phone and eating text. Apologies for those who say the original two sentences and the wonky lack of paragraphs!

This didn’t go as dark as I’d hoped, but I hope you like it anyway, anon!


“Well now, aren’t you a surprise?”

Caroline looked up at the amused, British drawl. The fall sunshine was still warm, and she was taking advantage of her Fall Break to do some SAT studying. The warm afternoon was utterly still, and so she’d spread her study material along her back porch. She tensed as she took in Klaus, bare toes pressing against her calves.

She hadn’t seen him in person, but she little doubt of who he was. Elena had described him to her while sobbing after they’d found her alive, and Stefan had offered the occasional clipped detail. Blue eyes, pretty dimples, angelic curls bright in the sunshine, and lips that promised sin. But no one had told her he was handsome, and his looks hit her low in her belly.

He smiled, as if he knew it.

“Why?”

An arched brow, hands slipping into the pockets of his dark jeans as he moved up the steps of her pour her to lean against a beam. “Why?”

Mouth dry, but unwilling to cower, she twisted her pen and met his gaze. “What could possibly be surprising about me?”

A hint of teeth as he studied her. “I hear you killed Damon.”

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Over Time (Part 1)

Prompt: Angst. 

A/N: Okay so let me just start off by saying I’m sorry. This fic is going to mess with your emotions (it certainly messed with mine and Lydia’s). It made me really sad to be honest. This is only part one, because I needed a break, and I’m sure you don’t wanna read a super long ass fic (like Lydia’s working on). So regardless, there will be a part 2. I hope to get great feedback from you guys. 

Title: Over Time

Series: Over Time Sereis

Words: 1267

Author: Alice 

Songs I’m Listening To: Valerie by Amy Winehouse, and Painting Flowers by All Time Low. 


“Dr. McCoy, have you figured out the cause of death of the last enemy?” You tried asking boyfriend professionally.

“Well, Dr. Y/L/N,” he said, stressing your last name in amusement. You smiled. “I have most of the components of the disease figured out, but there are still some things foreign to me.”

“We don’t know what it is, so please be careful,” you pleaded.

“Whatever you say, doll,” he sighed. The nickname earned him a glare from you, as you were trying to keep your relationship under the radar. He cringed, knowing he was gonna get an earful later.

You sat there watching your sarcastic boyfriend slicing skin tissue to see effects of the unknown disease. Somehow you knew something was gonna happen.

“God damnit!” you heard Bones yell. The scalpel had sliced too quickly and ended up cutting through the gloves the “careful” doctor was wearing. You rushed over to your now bleeding doctor.

“Leonard Horatio McCoy what did I just say?” you scolded. “Dammit, man. I’m your girlfriend, not your mother!” You pulled the stubborn man along to the sink to try and scrub out anything that could’ve been contagious. You heard the man chuckle, before sending him a glare.

“And you get mad at me for calling you Doll,” he smirked.

“Oh, shut up you baby,” you grumbled.

—-

“Leo, baby you okay?” you asked him. It had been a week since he had cut himself, and now something was up.

“Yeah, sweets. I’m good,” he responded in a tired voice. You continued to stare at him in concern. You decided that it was probably nothing so you chose to lighten the mood.

“Come on, you Nard. I have something planned,” you said with a giggle.

In the week since the incident, you and Leonard had slowly shown more your relationship to the crew. But apparently it didn’t come as much as a shock. You two had been secretly dating for a year, it was kinda obvious. And now, the two of you lived together.

“Lenny, come on,” you whined, dragging him behind you. He chuckled.

“Slow your ass down,” he said smiling. You had dragged him to the bridge to look out of the bay windows. You stood at the edge of the glass, admiring the stars.

“It’s like you’re trying to make me sick,” he grumbled.

“Shut it, I’m trying to be romantic, jackass,” you whined. He chuckled and tucked you under his arm. He kissed the top of your head. The two of you stood peacefully for a while until you spoke up.

“Isn’t it gorgeous?” you asked.

“It definitely is,” he mumbled.

“Baby, are you sure you’re okay? You’re uncharacteristically quiet,” you asked, voice still filled with concern. He looked at you with furrowed eyebrows.

“I don’t honestly don’t know why,” he whispered as if he was concerned too.

——

“Leonard, baby, are you getting dressed?” You called from the bathroom. He walked in with a confused look on his face.

“Get dressed for what doll?” He asked.

“Leo, did you already forget? I told you this morning! We’re having dinner with Jim and Spock to discuss some things,” you explained with your face scrunched up.

“I don’t remember that at all,” he scoffed. You looked at him confused, he had even responded with asking what to wear.

“Well, go and hurry up, I don’t wanna be late,” you said, thinking it was just his busy mind.

Bones stood in the closet looking at his clothes. Surely he would’ve remembered something as simple as dinner right? He shook his head and got dressed for the evening.

When he arrived at dinner with you, he still was a bit confused.

“I invited Nyota to eat with us if that’s okay with you all,” Spock said. “I believe some of this information may pertain to her as well.”

“Nyota?” Bones questioned, with a confused look. Who the hell was Nyota? You looked at your boyfriend with even more concern.

“Yes, my apologies,” Spock said. “Most people know her as Miss Uhura.”

“Come on, Bones,” Jim chuckled. “You know Nyota! How many drinks did you have before you got here?”

Leonard’s face still showed confusion until the woman in question walked in and sat down.

Maybe he just had a long day.

——

“Y/N, don’t you think we should go look at the stars like we did last night?” Bones called from the bathroom.

“Bonesy, that was two weeks ago. And I thought space made you sick,” you teased, trying to ignore his forgetfulness.

“Well, if it did, it doesn’t anymore,” he laughed. He looked at himself in the mirror. He had bigger bags under his eyes, and seemed to have more wrinkles, but he figured it was just from working overtime a lot. Two weeks ago? How could it have been two weeks ago?

“Come on, baby,” he heard you say, coming up behind him to rub his back. “We gotta get to work.”

“I just hope you don’t distract me all day,” he smirked. You laughed before hitting his shoulder.

“Come on you Nard,” you said smiling.

If a complete stranger had walked into medbay that day, they would think that everything was normal. But as someone who knew Leonard McCoy relatively well, you knew he was acting strange. You expected it to get better as the day progressed, but it didn’t.

“Bonesy, I’m surprised I haven’t heard any jokes from you today,” you said, grabbing his hand and smiling.

“Dr. Y/L/N, this is the medical bay, I don’t think this the place for jokes,” he said pulling his hand from your grasp. “Or showcasing affection.”

Your face fell as he walked away. Was he mad at you? The cold shoulder continued all day, with him only addressing you by your last name. You honestly hated it. You spent the entire day questioning what you could’ve done to make him act like this. And the rest of the med staff felt it as well. They usually joked along with the chief medical officer, but now it seemed the med bay was as strict as ever.

That night, you got off work before he did. You didn’t even bother to say goodbye. You say on the bed waiting for him to come home. You heard the keycard swipe, and you immediately tensed up, only to have him walk in with a huge smile on his face.

“Hey doll,” he said coming over to kiss you and hug you. “How was your day?”

“Uh, it was okay?” you said unsure. He seemed to catch on.

“What’s wrong, sweets?” he asked concerned.

“What was with you today Leo?” you asked, still confused as to what was going on. He looked at you like he didn’t fully understand. “No joking or showing affection in the med bay? Did I do something?”

He grabbed your hands and leveled with you. “No, you didn’t do anything Y/N. I just think that the medical bay is a place for seriousness. I mean wouldn’t you agree?”

“Yeah, but it’s just so unlike you,” you said still concerned.

“I guess so,” he said with a half smile. “But things will be better at work now. Things will get done more efficiently.”

You just sat there shaking your head, as if you were trying to convince yourself that everything was still fine. “If you say so,” you said finally.

He pulled you into a hug. Your face showed concern at how he was acting. His showed confusion as to why you said it wasn’t like him.

Rowaelin Library AU Part Two

A/N: So, I hadn’t planned to continue this, it was a one-shot afterall, but I got quite some requests to make a part two, so here it is. It’s just a scene that popped into my head and I needed to add it. It’s a sort of interlude so I guess there’s also going to be a part three. Anyways, I hope you guys like it. You can read part one here: Part One Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven. You can read the whole fic at FFN

-Rowan-

The next morning I woke up early. I hadn’t been able to sleep well last night. The reason? A certain gorgeous girl I had met yesterday. I couldn’t stop thinking about the sneaky grin that had played around her lips almost constantly. About the way her eyes flickered with amusement when I had said that she was distracting for me. About the way her blonde hair fell for her face when she was reading the book, looking absolutely adorable. I hated myself for the fact that I kept thinking of her, even though I had just met her. I hadn’t felt this in such a long time and I really didn’t know how to handle these feelings. The fact that I had sort of agreed, well not technically agree, she had just commanded me really, to meet up again today at the library didn’t make it any better. Why had I been so overwhelmed by this strange, mysterious and drop-dead gorgeous girl? How would I survive this day until this evening? Well, more importantly: how would I survive being in her neighbourhood again? After breakfast, I decided it would be best to go to the gym to work out for a bit, to get my mind of off her. I pulled on a basic white t-shirt and some sweatpants and walked to the gym.

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50 Things Linstead

A/N: I’m posting the prompts here, just so you know what to expect and look forward to. I had to eliminate a few, because in the end I had too many. No hard feelings I hope. I hope you like this, and you can be expecting the first one pretty soon.

The idea for this little project is not mine, so credit is where credit’s due. It comes from Fanfiction.net. Here is the link to the fic (x).

50 Things Linstead: prompts

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After Midnight - Snowbound Extra

Does this count as a blurb? it’s the shortest piece yet, that’s for sure, so maybe. Thank you as usual to everyone who reads and enjoys and to those who don’t – you’re part of this all, too – and thank you for writing in when you’re able to, because you make me smile. Thanks as usual to @inkedferns who helped me figure out what I was posting this week. 

Update August 2, 2016: If this were released in line with the rest of the story, it would come about now, just after Memory Bound. Take a peek if you haven’t before and let the rest of the story fill you in! x

This borrows the setting for another yet-to-be-posted story, so now you’ve got a sneak peek at something that’s coming down the pike eventually. There’s fluff, there’s smut, and there’s allusions to Harry having a family (Dad Harry ftw). It stands well alone, though, and I hope it amuses. x. 

Harry freezes almost the moment he steps into his apartment. It’s quiet, but there’s a very lived-in hum floating through it, and he’s instantly on guard. This was his weekend to have you and his son over, but he’d found out he had to be in studio late and had called you with a heavy heart as he told you he wasn’t going to be able to make it. You hadn’t sounded very disappointed, and he had sworn to you that he’d make it up to you both on Saturday and Sunday, and you could even stay an extra day if you wanted (he sorely hoped you would – five days was starting to stretch and feel impossible).

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Late Night Chat (TOP Scenario) - Part 2

Look, I did a thing and finished part two of this (very) improvised and spontaneous scenario ^^ Haha. This second part was written without a draft as well, which was kind of fun, to be honest. I hope you’ll like this second (and final) part of this now two-part series, people. Enjoy~

Summary: A late night chat might finally allow for some progress to happen in your relationship with him. The two of you have obviously never been just friends, so maybe tonight can finally help with making that clear.

[Part 1] [Part 2]

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BTS Reaction || Their child having a crush on another member.

||🔻Gifs are not mine🔻||

A/N: I read a similar one so props to that user for having such a cute and amusing idea. I had to do one as well. Btw, the child is of yours and the member and the child is no older than 10.

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J-hope: He and his child would never keep secrets, besides the secret of how babies are made, so when Appa Hoseok asked his daughter if she had a crush on anyone, he was a little surprised. “What? Sunshine, you like your Jiminie oppa?” He’d smile and laugh it off with her as his daughter would go off to do something else, he’d say to himself, “She’s growing up so fast.” His heart would explode because there’d be an overdose of cuteness. 

Jimin: “What?” He’d sit his child down on the couch and sit on his heels. “But Puddin’, don’t you think your daddy’s better looking than Seokjin hyung?” He’d ask as you made your way into the living room to get something. He’d start playing with his hair in front of your child and his wife, you, as he’d wait for an answer. “No.” The simple answer caused you and Jimin to break out laughing. You’d both be laughing at his defeat as the little child watched their parents in confusion. “I’d I say? I didn’t say joke.” “Don’t worry dear,” You’d say wiping away your tears from laughing so hard.

Jin: He’d be a little taken back as his princess told who she liked by giving little hints to who she liked. It wasn’t obvious at first as she said ‘he’s pretty’ and ‘handsome’ and ‘has a nice voice and is really really nice to me.’ But once she whispered the name into his ear, scared that someone would hear, his eyes widened and he looked at her with an amusing smile. “You have a crush on Jungkook?” “Mmhm.” After that he’d watch her with loving eyes as his princess would blush while giving her Jungkook oppa his daily morning peck on the cheek. 

Jungkook: He’d chuckle and smile at his child as she stood between his knees. “But baby, your Joonie oppa would break all your toys.” He’d say and she’d giggle as his fingers would find her tiny belly. 

Rap Monster: The kid would be the one to bring the topic. “I think I like swaggy oppa.” He’d be very interested on how she figured out her situation. She’d say that his coolness and ‘swaggyness’ got to her. As much as he’d love her, he’d want her to be safe by not getting a heart break. So he’d be very logical and kindly break the ice to his daughter that Yoongi was a little too old for her. And being the brain monsters child, she’ll understand it. “You know he’s too old for you right Pumpkin.” “Yeah…” she’d frown a little, of corse, and that would case him to let down one of his walls. “Okay, you are allowed to like that lazy bum, but he’s not allowed to be your boyfriend… And no boyfriend until your 18.” “And how long will it take until I’m 18?” “It will take a long time. You don’t worry, I’ll find you someone better by that then.” “Okay…” “Hey, how ‘bout we get some ice cream? That sound good?” “Ya!”

Suga: Yoongi would notice how his doll’s cheeks would change color as a curtain-someone would come in sight. “Flower, I’ve been noticing that you suddenly get blushie and quite around Taehyung. Care to explain?.” “Daddy I…” He’d hold a strong gaze on her, “C’mon, spill the beans.” “I…I think Tae oppa is really really nice.” The blank face would rest heavily as he and his daughter sat across from each other. “Is that why you act that way all of a sudden?” “I think?” “Is there anything else you’d want to tell me?” “I…I think oppa has a really nice face.” “He’s too old for you…But I’m glad you like someone like Taehyung. He’s a really good person.” He’d say as he’d pull her to sit next to him and give her a warm hug. Yoongi Appa is proud and happy.

V:  “What did you say Egghead?” He and his child would be walking around the park when she suddenly spoke up. But because of the hight difference, her voice was a mere squick. “I said that I think Hobi oppa is nice to look at.” “Oh! And why is that?” By now, he’d be suspicious and would pick her up. After she’d say that she liked the sunshine of the group and the person who twirled her and dance with her, he made sure have her baby have a cute little confession video chat his her oppa. “Hey Hyung.” “Hey, what’s up Tae.” “Well…” He’d bring his daughter in shot. “Egghead wants to tell you something.” “Oh really? What is it Angel?” She’d blush like crazy, showing off the infamous rectangular smile inherited by her father, and make a hand heart. “I l-love you Hobi oppa.” my heartu

See ya ✌︎

Loose lips sink Maryse Lightwood

Ok so here it is. A few of my great followers asked for a sequel to A Whole New side of Magnus. It never occured to me to go any further with that until @shadow-readernwriter suggested a sequel. The more i thought about it the more i liked the idea. Thanks to @ladymatt and @blj2007 for the encouragment as well. Hope you guys find it as amusing as the first. This first part is a little slow but it gets better in the second. I will post them together

Maryse sat at the dining room table, hands clasped around her cup. Her first few minutes at her son’s home had certainly been unforgettable. Alec sat opposite her next to Magnus, their hands joined, fingers laced together. Magnus was slowly sipping his tea, trying not to look directly at her. Alec looked like he was sitting on egg shells, his cup still untouched. She had to say something to break the tension.

“Come on boys, it isn’t that bad is it? What, are you going to do? spend the next two days not looking at me and pretending what just happened didn’t happen? It was my fault, I was early. I should of called first. I’ll remember for next time, believe me.” Neither of them said anything so she went on.

“I just want you to know that I want to apologise for my attitude about your relationship. I was wrong and I’m sorry. I can see that you are both very much in love and while it’s going to take me a little while to get used to, I do accept that this is your life and you deserve to be happy”

Magnus stared back at her, cup paused half way between the table and his mouth. He slowly turned to look at Alec who looked like someone had just slapped him, staring at his mother. He gave him a small nudge with his elbow to try to break him out of it. But it didn’t do anything. He cleared his throat and turned back to face Maryse, looking at her directly for the first time.

“Thank you Maryse. That’s very nice of you to say and we appreciate you doing so. I’m sure Alec agrees with me, at least he will shortly.” He looked over to his boyfriend, and this time held his hand in front of his face and gave a click, sending a small shower of blue sparks up. Alec gave a small jump as he came back to reality.

“Who are you and what did you do with my mother?” he said. Magnus gave him a sharp kick in the ankle under the table.

“ow” he said, frowning back at him. Maryse smiled at them. She had to of expected this after how she had been.

“It’s ok, Magnus I deserved that. I expected worse really. But I did mean it. Can we start again? Clean slate?”  She stood up and walked around to their side of the table, holding out a hand to Magnus. As Alec watched in stunned silence, Magnus stood and took his mother’s hand shaking it. It looked a little awkward but they were smiling at each other. Magnus looked back at him and motioned to him with his eyes to stand up. He rose from the chair as Maryse came around taking her son in her arms and hugging him tight. It had been a long time since Alec had felt his mother’s affection for him. He had missed it. He squeezed his eyes closed, trying to hold back the tears that threatened them.

“I love you too Alec, I just want you to be happy.” She said, her voice thick with emotion and muffled against his shoulder. She felt his head nod in answer.

Magnus stood behind them, his hand covered his mouth, his eyes smarting with tears. He was so happy for them both. This was all Alec had ever wanted, his mother’s acceptance of who his was and their relationship and now he had it.

When they finally broke apart, Magnus went over to him and wrapped his arms tightly around him. He kissed him lightly before turning back towards Maryse who much to their surprised was wiping her eyes. The air suddenly felt much lighter around them as the tension drifted away.

“Thank you Mum, you have no idea how happy that makes us” Alec said, smiling at her. Then he frowned.

“Can I ask you something? What changed your mind about us?”

“When the institute was attacked and I knew both you and Isabelle where there I nearly went out of my mind with worry about you. Not knowing for hours if you were both alright was the worst thing I’d ever had to deal with. When I found out you were both ok, and I had time to think about it, I realised that nothing else mattered to me but having you in my life. Any way I could get you. While I’m still trying to wrap my head around all this and I might not understand it completely I do know what it’s like to fall in love and I can see that you do too. Everyone deserves that. Shadow hunters and Down Worlders alike” Alec pulled away from Magnus to hug Maryse to him once more. That was it for Magnus, he felt the tears streaming down his cheeks and he went to them, hugging Alec’ back fiercely. They broke apart a few minutes later, wiping tears away, with soft laughs. Magnus was horrified to see smudged eyeliner marks on the back of Alec’ white tshirt.

“I think I need to freshen up after that, I must look a fright. Should of worn a waterproof liner this morning” he said, giving  a small laugh as he headed for the bathroom.

“Remind me to give you the name of the brand I use. It never comes off” Maryse called after him. A surprised grin erupted on his face.

“Ha, thank you Maryse I’ll do that. No more panda eyes, sounds good” Alec was standing back watching as his boyfriend disappeared into the bedroom. Smiling, he shook his head, looking back at his mother.

“What?” she asked him, gathering the cups from the table.

“Maryse lightwood the iron lady of Idris, giving Magnus Bane make up tips. I think I need to sit down” She gave a small laugh as she passed him on the way to the kitchen.

Remember that song “All I want for Christmas is you”? Well apparently this sassy G decided to take it literally for Genz despite the fact she never ever said that…

I finished this picture of @stealthnerd‘s son that I had left sitting around until I remembered it. Consider it a late Christmas gift, my friend~. Hope you all had a great Chirstmas/Holiday~.

Bonus:

Tyrion x Reader....

Word Count: 1,205

((I’m sorry this is kind of short, and I tried my best to stick to your request. I actually do like this though, what there is of it anyway :) I hope you do as well))

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anonymous asked:

How would mic react to having an s/o whose quirk was to cancel out sound?

I very much hope I could answer it well enough and that you’ll like it!


- If his partner is okay with it, he’d love to try out how far they can go, especially with his own Quirk. He would have so much fun, singing from the top of his lungs and his partner would sit beside him with an amused grin while not a single peep can be heard.

- If their powers make it possible that they can soundproof a room, he’ll ask them if they are willing to soundproof their home, so he can sing or they can be as loud as they want to from time to time or can crank up the music without disturbing or annoying the neighbors.

- Sometimes, if he feels playful, he’ll pretend to have lost his voice, mouthing words to them or against their skin until they laugh or grin or kiss him.

- Should his partner be another teacher or hero, he’d suggest they train together from time to time, to see how well they can combine their Quirks or what attacks are possible in case they have to fight together. Mic also offers some advice or ideas if his partner wants to work on their attacks and ask him for his opinion.

- Outside of that, he wouldn’t treat his partner any different. He’s just as kind and attentive towards them, tries to make them laugh and leaves little compliments and the occasional flower for them just to make them happy.

Secrets - (Daryl Dixon Imagine)

Imagine: You have a crush on Daryl, Rick knows your little secret and he likes to tease you about it.


A.N: Not a request but I fancied writing, I feel like Daryl is a little OOC but I’m trying to keep him as realistic as possible. I hope you like it, enjoy!

Word Count: 1473

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“Heads up nerd!” I shouted, tossing a ball at Carl as he sat reading his comics on the porch. Daryl chuckled behind me, removing his backpack and heading to hand over the supplies to Olivia. Carl huffed and picked up the ball, shooting me a look from under his hat, this only made me laugh harder. 

“One of these days he’s gonna kill you Y/N,” Rick retorted from the front door, an amused smirk on his face, Judith in his arms. 

“Well, I got him a gift, and I’m the reason his comic book collection is growing so fast, so he better be nice!” I joked, Carl shook his head, reaching out to take Judith from his Dad. 

“Thanks… I guess,” Carl mumbled, but I still saw his grateful smile. 

“Judy, will appreciate it too,” Rick added, stepping aside to let me inside, following after me. “Guessing the run went well?” He checked as I headed for the kitchen, desperate for some water. 

“The usual, we’re gonna have to hope some food and medical goods just fall from the sky at this rate though…” Rick didn’t take this news too well, but he maintained his positive outlook with his constant spouting about the law of averages. 

“Something good’ll come around, I know it,” he placed his hand on my shoulder, shaking me gratefully. I placed my hand on top of his and smiled, I believed him. 

Daryl entered, huffing and throwing himself on the sofa, “water would be great, thanks fer offerin’ Y/N,” he smirked with his eyes closed. Meanwhile, I grimaced at his blood splattered clothes dirtying up the clean sofa cushions. 

Rick had that amused glimmer in his eye, the one I had to keep under control. Shooting him a knowing glare he only laughed, raising his brows. Before he could make another comment I begrudgingly made Daryl’s drink and handed it to him. 

“Anything else, your highness?” I quipped, hands on hips.

“Foot massage wouldn’ hurt,” he peaked through one eye at me, cheeky lopsided smirk growing up one side of his face. The very smirk that would cause me to flush and cower. 

“There ain’t no chance in hell I’m touching those things, Dixon,” I tried to hide my blush and maintain my sass as I ran upstairs to take a shower.

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Coming out of the bathroom, feeling fresh, I was met with the sight of the redneck sat against the wall opposite. Feeling exposed, I attempted to rearrange my towel, make sure it stayed firmly in place. Not missing his usual scowl shift into something different, something new I hadn’t seen on him before, as he took in my appearance. 

His gaze dropped as he got to his feet, letting out a small cough as he made his way to get into the bathroom, past me. I’m certain my cheeks were glowing and I scampered quickly to my room, risking a look back, only to see his head quickly disappear into the bathroom and the door to slam in his place. 

Frozen outside my room, another cough caught my attention… Rick. I’m sure by this point I was actually aglow, bolting into my bedroom and slamming the door myself, only to be followed by Rick’s taunting laughter. 

After lying face down in my pillow and cursing my existence, I dressed and headed out to hunt Rick down and fight him but as soon as he caught my eye he started laughing again. I sighed, throwing myself down onto the sofa beside Glenn, who looked puzzled by Rick’s inside joke. 

“Uh, what’s his problem?” he piped up, much to my dismay Rick seemed more than happy to reply, until I snapped him a look. 

“That’s it…” I clasped his arm and pulled him behind me to the porch, which thankfully gave us space. “I’m going to kill you Grimes.” 

“I just find it amusing, you both are so clueless,” this was new to me.

“Both?” I questioned, and Rick’s smarmy smirk slowly shrunk. 

“Just, you’re both socially awkward, you know?” He attempted to backtrack but I’d caught him off guard. 

“First, that’s low, even for you… and second, has Daryl said something to you?” I felt idiotic, talking like a schoolgirl about her crush with her pushy friend. Rick stayed quiet for a couple of seconds, as much as he teased, he was an honest and loyal man. He sighed, fingers tapping on his hip, head cocked to the side. “Forget I asked, just please… I’m begging you, stop making it obvious when I’m around him,” with that I stepped back into the house and ran up to my room. 

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Sleep eluded me, unable to get the look in Daryl’s eye from earlier today out of my mind… That and Rick’s obvious secret he was keeping. I wanted to talk to Daryl, but I knew how he was, how he handled being cared for. I remember when I met him back at the prison, and how long it took for him to warm up to me. We are close, I’m one of the only people in Alexandria that makes the fool laugh, especially recently but I doubt he even would be interested in me. 

I’d decided to stay quiet about my feelings for him after witnessing Beth’s tragic death, the emotional turmoil that put on the group, him included. I couldn’t focus on my selfish feelings when I had lost one of my closest friends and family member. A sudden wailing bolted me upright, but my heartbeat slowed once I figured it was just Judith; teething was a bitch. 

Rick and Michonne could use a break, and as I was already awake I decided to see to Judy, ushering both of them back to bed when they came in half dazed. I picked up the crying bundle, happy to see her ease a little once she saw me. 

“Hello Judy, what’s the matter huh?” I spoke softly, bouncing her a little on my hip. She complied somewhat and her cries had reduced to sniffles, for the apocalypse she was one of the best behaved babies ever, Rick had been blessed. After catching a whiff of her, I concluded that tonight the teething wasn’t the problem and quickly set her down to change her diaper. 

“Wow, that smell is loud,” the familiar gruff voice came from behind me, making me jump. As I threw the stinky diaper away, I shot Daryl a glare over my shoulder, picking up a much more pleasant smelling baby and giving her a kiss on the cheek. Daryl, ignoring my glare, stepped closer with his arms out, asking to pass her over. 

“Lil’ ass kicker still creating some mean smells huh? Proud o’ ya,” he spoke much softer and higher than usual every time he was with her and it melted my heart. I was curious why he was up too, but I decided to enjoy the moment for now as he rocked her in his big arms. 

“She’s already asleep, you’re a natural,” I chimed, this earned me a full Dixon smile, not the usual devilish smirk but the smile that brought a happy glint to his eyes. It was a rare sight but a much welcomed one. 

“Ya think?” He scoffed, but I could see he accepted my compliment. 

“Yeah, she loves you,” he looked up, the smile gone, but a glint remained in his eyes. Similar to the one during our awkward encounter in the hall, earlier that day. I looked down, my cheeks red as he placed Judith back into her crib and tucked her in. “Daryl I-” 

I was cut off, he stepped across the room grabbing my jaw and brushing his nose against mine. I could feel my heartbeat pounding, my breathing had come to a stand still. I had to be asleep, this had to be a dream. “Y/N…” I looked up into his eyes, and the intensity was back. I swallowed hard, the small space between us felt alive with electricity. I couldn’t stand it anymore, I closed it. I was kissing Daryl Dixon. I felt the deep growl rise from his chest, and I ran my fingers up his neck and threaded them through his long hair. So many unsaid words seemed to be spoken through our actions alone. I slowly withdrew, keeping somewhat close to him as he ran his thumb over my lips. 

“’M sorry,” he stepped back, retracting his hand and seemed bashful suddenly, appearing as if he were about to flee. 

“Hey,” I grasped his hand, trying to keep my voice down. “It was a team effort Dixon.” 

He gave me a once over, and paused. Nodding after a while and breaking into that cursed smirk. “Ya, and we make a damn good team.” With that he kissed me again.

Technical Difficulties

Originally posted by dean-sam-winchesterbros

Pairing: Sam x friend!Reader, Dean
Word count: 708
Warnings: Swearing

Part 3 of a Cajun and a Gamer


Laughing, you covered your mouth. “I can’t believe that you hurt yourself gaming…” You shook your head, watching your best friend on your laptop. The two of you were Skyping, as he couldn’t play that well at the moment.

Sam gave you the best bitchface ever. “You know what, I was going to say that I hope your wifi fails, but even I’m not that much of a dick.” He shot back. “And, if I recall, it was you who sprained your ankle trying to show off to what’s his face back in the ninth grade.” He had an amused look on his face at that.

You groaned, putting your head back. “Ugh. I can’t believe you remember that!” You sighed.

“How could I forget that?” He grinned, tapping his chin with his free hand. “Wearing heels that you hadn’t practiced walking in, on a floor that you slipped on in just sneakers.” Sam’s amusement grew as you put your hands over your face, hiding the shame. “You and, who was it…oh, right, Tracy…” A girl that thankfully moved not long after this whole ordeal. “The two of you decided to get Josh’s attention. In the end, I had to carry you off the dance floor, and your mom was called.”

“I hate you, Sam.” You lied. “So much.”

He laughed. “Hey, Josh remembered you after that.” Sam pointed out, watching you slowly slide down your chair. “Didn’t he say hi to you every day after that?”

You flipped him off. “I was the clutz after that…”

Hearing movement, you looked up to see Dean coming in Sam’s room. He smirked and bent down, waving. “Hey, sweetheart.” You’d never been so thankful to see him.

Chuckling, you waved back. “Hey, Dean.” You smiled. “Decided to crash our Skyping session? You know we can just add you if you really want to.”

Sam groaned. “Oh, come on. Why on Earth would you invite my brother to Skype with us?”

“Hey!” Dean slapped Sam’s arm. “Don’t make me tell her the real story behind that injury.” He grinned, teasing his brother.

“Oh, so the whole gaming thing was a cover?” You went along with it, amused at how annoyed Sam was getting with Dean.

Dean pulled over a spare chair that you’d left in his room last time he was there and sat next to Sam. “You notice what hand it is, right?” He grinned, wiggling his eyebrows. You furrowed your brows for a moment until Dean started making a certain motion. You lost it, nearly falling out of your chair.

Sam shook his head. “You’re an ass, Dean.”

You were laughing so hard you were crying. “Oh, that’s great.” Of course you knew it wasn’t true, but it was still hysterical. Wiping your cheeks, you let out a breath as you tried to compose yourself. “I haven’t laughed that hard in ages.” You were finally calming down, and your breathing was returning to normal.

Dean still had a huge grin on his face as he got up, slapping his hand on Sam’s back. “And that’s how you get laid, baby brother.” He said before he walked out, leaving a red faced Sam.

Biting your lip, you were trying not to crack up again. Sam glared at you. “Why do you encourage him?” He asked. “It’s only going to make it worse.”

“I’m the fun one. You be the buzz kill.” You teased. “Have fun with Dean…” Waving your fingers, you ended the call.

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Cancel That Date; Michael Clifford Smut

Hello dearies! 

I’m sorry I’ve been so inactive lately. I’ve just been so busy lately! Anyway I’ve managed to finally finish this Michael smut so I really hope you guys enjoy it! As always feedback is welcome!

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