idk i just felt like dancing when this ask came so bad timing

Tom Holland Imagine: All Too Well

Summary: This is based off of the song All Too Well by Taylor Swift. So be ready for a sad ending… Im sowwy…

A/N: Idk why I wrote this tbh I didn’t need this sadness in my life…

Warnings: None


“I walked through the door with you, the air was cold… but something bout it felt like home somehow…” 

 "Come on, love, you’re going to freeze to death!“ Tom called.

 I smiled at him and ran up the sidewalk to join him at the door of his parents’ house. Tom sat my bags on the ground and reached into his pocket to pull out his key. As soon as the door was open, the loud scream of Tom’s name filled both of our ears as his family came running around the corner to take in the rare sight of Tom Holland standing inside their home. 

Tom hugged all of them before turning to introduce me. 

 "Guys, this is Y/N. The love of my life.” Tom said with a wide smile across his face. 

 Tom’s mother smiled at me before pulling me into a loving hug. 

 "Oh, I can just tell you’re going to fit right in with us! Tom, take her bags up to her room! We’re going to give her a tour really fast!“ 

 I smiled at Tom before following his mother down the hallway. 

 "I told you they’d love you.” Tom whispered in my ear as he pressed a kiss to my temple.

 "Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place and I can picture it after all these days…“ 

 Tom’s hand held mine as we walked down the path. His other hand held the leash that Tessa was on. I pressed myself into his side as another cold strike of the wind hit us. 

 "I told you to bring your coat, love." 

 "I know, but it’s not that bad when the wind isn’t blowing. And besides, I have you beside me to keep me warm." 

 Tom smiled down at me and kissed my forehead as we continued our walk through the woods. Tom let go of my hand and wrapped his arm around me as I hugged his torso. We both walked in silence as the leaves began to fall around us. 

 "This is my absolute favorite time of year. It’s so beautiful, I could just stay out here and watch it all day.” I said. 

 Tom hummed in agreement. 

 "Well, as great as that would be, cuddling up by a warm fire with some hot chocolate is pretty great too.“ 

 I laughed and hugged Tom even tighter. Tom then stopped walking and turned to face me. 

 "I have to tell you something, Y/N…" 

 "Okay… what is it?" 

 "I-I love you." 

 I stared up at Tom in shock. Neither one of us had said those three words yet. I could tell Tom was growing anxious by my silence. 

 "I love you, too, Tom." 

 Tom’s smile grew huge and he pulled me into a kiss as the leaves continued to fall around us. 

 "Cause there we are again on that little town street, you almost ran the red cause you were looking over at me…" 

 "Why does Harrison have to live so far away from you?” I whined as we continued on the long drive towards our friend’s house. 

 "Because that’s the house his mum and dad bought.“ Tom whined back. 

 I giggled and reached over to turn the music up. I began to quietly sing the song that was playing in the radio. My feet were placed on his dashboard. Even though he hated when I did that, he had given up on trying to keep me from doing. Because I always did it. 

 "Uh, Tom? Why aren’t you slowing down? Tom! That’s a red light! Slow down!" 

Tom then hit the breaks as hard as he could so that we wouldn’t fly out and get hit by other cars. 

 "What was that all about?” I asked as I put my hands on my hips. 

 "Sorry, love. You’re just really beautiful. The wind was blowing through your hair and you’re voice, God your voice. I just couldn’t look away…“ he said as he began to blush. 

 "Alright, lover boy. Just pay attention to the road.” I said, causing us both to laugh. 

 “Photo album on the counter, your cheeks are turning red…" 

 Tom groaned as his mother continued to flip through the old photo album.

 "And here’s Tom after he lost his first tooth. He got so scared and thought he was dying! He woke up and screamed at the top of his lungs. It was hilarious!”

 Tom then stood up and grabbed the photo album from his mother. 

 "Please mum, not now!“ 

 Tom’s cheeks were bright red which made me and his mother laugh even harder. 

 "Well, I think you were very adorable, Tom.” I said as I leaned across and kissed his cheek. 

 The action only made his cheeks turn redder. 

 "Oh! I have to show you the one of him from the time he put my make up on himself!“ Nikki said as she raced off towards her room. 

 "NO!” Tom screamed as he chased his mom down the hallway. 

 "Cause there we are again in the middle of the night, we’re dancing round the kitchen in the refrigerator light…“ 

 I had woken him up after I had a bad dream. Tom immediately took me to the kitchen to heat me up a glass of warm milk to help me go back to sleep. As we waited for the milk to warm on the stove, Tom pulled me into his chest and began to dance with me around the kitchen. 

 "And you can tell everybody that this is your song…” Tom quietly sang as he twirled me around. 

 Tom knew how much I loved this song solely from the fact that Ewan McGregor sounds like an absolute angel when he sings it in Moulin Rouge! Tom immediately became jealous the first time I expressed my crush on Ewan McGregor because he had played his son in The Impossible. Although Tom wasn’t as talented in Ewan, I loved his version a million times more because it was coming from him. 

 "Maybe we got lost in translation maybe I asked for too much… but maybe this thing was a masterpiece till you tore it all up…“ 

 "Tom, I’m not comfortable with this… I want you to follow your dreams, but this is too much. Please, just be honest with me. Is it true?" 

 Tom stared at me. His silence was all I needed. I slid out from the booth in the coffee shop and began to walk towards the exit. As I reached the door, I turned to face Tom one last time. He had his head placed in his hands. 

 "I just wanted you to love me.” I said to him before I walked out. 

 “You call me up again just to break me like a promise, so casually cruel in the name of being honest…“ 

 I hadn’t left my house in days. The thought of seeing Tom was too much for me to handle. I still love him. I think I always will. I felt my phone ring beside me and I answered it stupidly without looking at the caller ID. 


 "Y/N? Thank god…" 

 "Oh.. hi, Tom." 

 "Listen love, I know I hurt you but she meant nothing to me. I love you. I will always love you. You’re the only girl I’ve ever wanted! I was drunk and I hadn’t seen you in weeks and I was so lonely and she looked so much like you. I love you. I only want you. Please give me a second chance, I won’t let you down." 

 I felt a single tear fall down my cheeks as I heard his pleas. My heart was pounding against my chest, begging my brain to just forgive him so that it’s suffering could end, but I knew I had to stay strong and stick to my morales, because if I didn’t, I would lose who I am. 

 "Tom, never call me again." 

 And with that, I hung up. 

 "Time won’t fly its like I’m paralyzed by it, I’d like to be my old self again, but I’m still trying to find it…” 

 I spent what felt like years trying to fall back into my old life, but Tom was everywhere. His new success with Spider-Man had his face plastered on every magazine. I knew it had only been a few weeks since the phone call, but it felt like centuries. Tom had invaded my heart and I knew he would never truly leave it. I walked down the path that I had walked many times with him and Tessa. The same path where we first told each other “I love you”. I felt more tears slip from my eyes. I felt my heart break a million times more as I saw the leaves fall around me. Memories of the time I spent with him were constantly running through my mind, reminding me of what I had lost. I wish I had taken him back. What he had done was wrong, but if I hadn’t have been so stubborn I know we could’ve overcome it, but now I’ve ruined it. He’s probably already got another girl wrapped up in his arms, whispering all the sweet things that used to be for my ears only. He probably took her down this very path to tell her he loved her. He probably dances with her in the middle of the night and sings to her now. These thoughts ran through my mind as a constant reminder that Tom Holland was no longer mine.

My Dancer

Originally posted by ryoutahkises

Pairing: Shawn x Reader

Request: Since requests are open could you write something about how you’re a dancer and Shawn comes to watch one of you performances and it completely blown away bc he’s never actually see a performance, just practices???? Thank youuuuu

Warning(s): Shitty writing??? Angst??? Fluff?? idk anymore

A/N: I hope you guys enjoy this and i’m so sorry that it’s late but ITS HERE!!! AND IM SORRY ITS NOT EXACTLY WHAT U ASKED FOR BUT I HOPE U ENJOY IT NONETHELESS

Friday, September 22, 2017

- Can you come pick me up from practice, please?

- Be there in 5 xx

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So This Is Love [5]


Summary: Y/N is heavily mistreated in her household. Prince Peter has to find a bride to become the queen of the kingdom.

AN: i had such a bad case of writer’s block with this one so idk how this turned out

Peter Parker x Reader


// Masterlist //

Originally posted by tomshollandss

Originally posted by andantegrazioso

“What’s your favorite color?”

“Blue. Yours?”


“What’s your favorite animal?”

“Horses. You?”

“Dogs, for sure.”

Peter and I shot questions at each other while we walked through the beautiful garden of the palace. Our hands were connected and swung slightly with every step we took. This whole night has been surreal. From my fairy godmother appearing to dancing with Peter.

Speaking of Peter, he’s been extremely amazing the whole evening. He’s the perfect gentleman. Kind, sweet, and charming. Not to mention, heart stoppingly handsome. What more could a girl ask for? I looked at him and saw how the moonlight hit his face. I felt incredibly plain compared to him.

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ex-boyfriend! park woojin

to celebrate our 서↗울↘  사↗람↘ and snaggle tooth prince™ receiving the most votes, i present to you: ex-boyfriend! park woojin

this is also going to serve as a part 2 for “drip drop” bc i’m lazy lol

if you havent read “drip drop,” read it here!

*stats from the voting at the end*

note: wanna one might or might not get back together with their ex-lover, it depends entirely on how i felt lol

  • genres: angst, slice of life, heartbreak
  • other notes: bulletpoint scenario
  • number of words: 1.57k

ex-boyfriend! wanna one: 5/?

happy ending here | sad ending here

Originally posted by woojinnies

  • so you and woojin lived in the same neighborhood
  • your parents were friends, so it was only natural that you had a lot of play dates with him while your parents had coffee together
  • when the two of you were in elementary school, your parents would pick him up with you or vice versa
  • in middle school, he would walk you home and eat lunch with you even though he had his friends that he danced with who were waiting for him all the time
  • woojin was sick one day, but he dragged his ass out of bed just to go to school and walk with you back to your house
  • if that’s not enough for you to date this boy, idk what else you need tbh
  • ok anyways
  • things changed in high school
  • first of all, woojin became a trainee and he had less time to hang out with you and walk you home
  • and two, a new kid transferred into your class
  • that’s the story of how lee jaehoon became woojin’s biggest rival
  • why?
  • because jaehoon liked you too
  • woojin was ready to fite this new guy tbh
  • jaehoon was seated behind you in class
  • and woojin sat next to you
  • the first thing jaehoon did was tap on your shoulder and ask you for help catching up
  • woojin does a double take bc woah bro you just transferred in 
  • get in line bro
  • aka get behind me bc i liked her first
  • well too bad for woojin
  • you start spending quite a lot of time with jaehoon
  • mostly bc woojin was now a trainee and he can’t walk you home anymore bc the teachers will yell at him if he’s not at practice by 4:00
  • so jaehoon walks you home instead
  • he actually confessed to you a few weeks after he transferred but got rejected bc you like woojin
  • so jaehoon is now your wingman trying to set you up with woojin
  • and it may involve making woojin jealous of the two of you
  • and yeah that’s how drip drop happened lol
  • so let’s continue from the ending
  • you gripped onto the sleeves of woojin’s blazer and kissed him back
  • at that moment, jaehoon entered the hallway bc you hadn’t come back from the vending machines
  • and when he saw the two of you
  • he backed away and smiled to himself
  • after school that day, woojin walked you home even though he had dance practice
  • when you guys stopped in front of your house, woojin pulled you into a hug and planted a kiss on your forehead before running of in the direction of the subway station
  • let’s move onto boyfriend! woojin shall we
  • ok so this boy is hella shy
  • like the next day at school
  • jaehoon was like “congrats woojin” when he comes into the classroom
  • and everyone stares at him like ???
  • why are you saying that
  • and then you come in and peck woojin on the cheek
  • and 
  • everyone
  • is
  • shook
  • to
  • the
  • core
  • like when did the two of you start dating holy shit
  • the two of you are just the cutest tbh
  • even the upperclassmen are jealous of your relationship
  • you bring woojin drinks and snacks and what not when he has practice and when you’re not busy 
  • woojin walks you home whenever he can bc he knows he won’t be able to once he gets busier with bnm stuff
  • he actually snuck you into the building multiple times bc he didn’t want you to go home
  • honesty he didn’t even have to bc the workers there already know the two of you are dating
  • yeah hanhae may or may not have passed by when the two of you were kissing
  • and san e may or may not have walked into you guys low key making out in a recording studio
  • yeah so now you’re known as woojin’s girlfriend to everyone
  • you spend so much time with the bnm boys that rhymer is kinda intrigued by you
  • so he asks you if you’re interested in interning for bnm and you agree excitedly bc one, that means you can see woojin practice
  • and two, you can see woojin practice you’ve always been kinda interested in the entertainment industry
  • so you accept and are now a part of the bnm fam
  • everything goes all dandy and fine until p101s2 rolls around
  • at first the two of you lay super low
  • like you two don’t even greet each other outside of the building
  • you even told the kids at school that you and woojin broke up so they wouldn’t spread rumors
  • the two of you didn’t think about breaking up once bc it took your guys six years to finally be together
  • so how exactly did you two break up?
  • well it was kinda bc of jaehoon
  • when woojin went back to bnm during a break day, he saw jaehoon comforting you bc you were crying at how low woojin was ranked
  • he could hear the two of you talking and he totally misinterpreted the conversation
  • “y/n dont worry about him. he’ll be okay”
  • “how can i not worry about him when he’s going to be disappointed?!”
  • “look y/n this isn’t the end of the world! it’s okay!”
  • jaehoon pulled you into a hug after that and comforted you
  • woojin didn’t know that they two of you were talking about his rank, so he jumped to conclusions and assumed you were cheating on him with jaehoon
  • so when you were helping on of the stylists out one day after school, woojin sent you a single text that said
  • “y/n we’re done”
  • like holy cow what the frick frack
  • you tried calling woojin to talk to him, but he blocked you on everything (just like y/n in daniel’s au smh)
  • when he came back to bnm he avoided you like the plague
  • and so did daehwi, youngmin, and donghyun
  • and you’re honestly so hurt bc the five of you spent months together talking about life, dreams, and other deep stuff
  • and all of a sudden y/n doesn’t exist
  • you quit your internship at bnm bc in your eyes, woojin is an arsehole
  • at school, jaehoon is ready to fite™ bc wtf i didn’t give up on y/n for you to dump her over something you didn’t explain
  • jaehoon tries to drag you to bnm so he can get you and woojin to talk, but you won’t go 
  • this cycle of you being sad and not wanting to fix the problem, but wanting to fix the problem goes on for four months
  • in that span of four months, woojin rose up in ranks and got into the final 11
  • you forget that you haven’t talked to him in months bc holy shit he did it
  • he rose up 70 ranks and made it
  • jaehoon is still not done with getting you and woojin to talk
  • this boy loves you so much he’s going out of his way to make sure you’re happy instead of stealing you away from woojin for good
  • so jaehoon’s aunt’s cousin’s niece’s neighbor’s daughter works for ymc and he gets her to hook him up with “meeting wanna one bc im a huge fan!!”
  • yeah no it’s going to be just you and woojin inside a locked meeting room at the ymc building
  • woojin is told to wait there so an interviewer can talk to him after they’re done interviewing sungwoo
  • so he sits there and fiddles with his fingers as he waits
  • out of nowhere
  • you’re pushed into the room and the door slams shut and locks
  • you don’t notice woojin until you slump against the door
  • and woojin is just sitting there with his eyes open bc wow you’re still as pretty as the last time he saw you
  • you on the other hand are like “oh hell no”
  • and you get up and start pounding on the door again
  • “pft don’t bluff. you have no proof”
  • “y/n please im the one that took your cutesy couple photos. on my phone”
  • you can only reluctantly turn around and face woojin 
  • he’s just staring at you with those eyes you can’t read
  • it looks like a mixture of sadness and longing
  • the two of you don’t say anything for fifteen minutes and jaehoon isn’t letting you out of the meeting room either, so you decide to just ask
  • “why did you break up with me?” you asked
  • woojin looked up from the table and into your eyes
  • for the next two minutes the two of you just stared at each other
  • “did you ever love me the same way i loved you?” he asked in a small voice
  • that hit you hard bc memories of the times you and woojin spent together flashed through your mind
  • “woojin, what are you trying to imply here?” you asked cautiously
  • he pointed at the window behind, where jaehoon was waiting across the hallway
  • “did you ever have feelings for jaehoon?” he asked
  • you turned around and took a glance at jaehoon through the window
  • “woojin i…”

  • announcement: 
  • maybe it was a miracle or something, but there was a tie between woojin and y/n getting back together and woojin and y/n staying ex lovers

so i’ll be making two endings for this installment of the ex-bf! series

getting back together will be coming out tomorrow and staying ex-lovers will hopefully be out tmr too!

until then ;)


Michael x reader

Request: “Hey, me again asking 4 something, could u please write something where the reader is with the blinders(kills 4 them)she and Michael are an item, she sees him fuck Charlotte at the wedding and kill someone idk helping Arthur or gets involved in the fire”

Authors note: Changed it up a tiny bit hope it’s OK

Warning: Swearing, fluff, violence

You were pottering about the betting shop waiting for a family meeting the first time you met Michael. You were at the family meeting because Tommy is technically your legal guardian for another year before you turned 18. Thomas and your brother, Matt, had grown up together and when our parents died Matt was your only living family left. When the boys went off to war Polly looked after you, as you were only a year older than Finn you all became very close. Matt didn’t make it back from the war and Tommy refused to ship you off to a family you didn’t know so at the age of twelve Tommy took you into his family and signed himself up to be your legal guardian.

Polly walked in proudly showing off her son. You were polite and happy for Polly but you don’t know what it was about Michael that you didn’t like you just really didn’t like him. About a week later he was standing munching on a tomato and reading some papers whilst standing in your way.

“Move.” He looked at you in shock. This was pretty much the first time you had spoken to him and he pinned you for the shy type.

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Soulmate!Park Woojin

Originally posted by woojinnies

haha i lov him my first born son, my illness friend, my bab

Genre;; fluff + uhh college!au,, soulmate!au, musical…theatre!au??, graduation!au at the end?????? is that a thing really i don’t knoww

Warnings;; mentioning of like an alternative version of park woojin’s dark past,, that damn dark past…. I had to warn you

Pairing;; Park Woojin x reader

Requested;; no ho ho ho i’m writing this so this account doesn’t die ++ this is also kind of for the anon who asked me to make the soulmate thing into a series sorry i never replied lol but im in a park woojin mood so woojin comes next

Soulmate AU Type;; soulmates experience the same illnesses at the same time until they get in a relationship together (?? is that the right way to put it idk) + soulmates are confirmed by a flash of light when you touch for the first time after you start dating

Summary;; Your best friend Woojin is alway sick when you are sick. You brush it off as being because you spend pretty much every second of every day with him, but maybe it’s something more…

Style;; bullet point

Word Count;; 1796

Also in this series;; Daniel | Jihoon

don’t tell anyone the idea from this came from this amazingly fun fact;; woojin is 2 months and 27 days younger than me AND he got shingles EXACTLY the same time in his lifetime as me; so 2 months and 27 days after me; so he is my illness amigo

  • you and woojin basically grew up together
  • from the moment his family moved in next door to you you’ve been best friends
  • i mean the friendship started in a very… different way
  • you used to hear him singing and dancing in his backyard
  • and you sang back at the top of your lungs in a desperate attempt to start a conversation lol
  • when you were in middle school you two used to write your own little musicals and perform them for your families
  • they weren’t particularly uhh technical?? but they were adorable and your families loved it
  • there’s so many embarrassing videos of those musicals dfjshdf
  • when you and woojin both caught chickenpox at the exact same time and were confined to your homes
  • both of your parents winked at each other
  • they had the idea that y’all were soulmates because duh that’s how soulmates work

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The flyers

We got some quality frog interaction in that update! Here’s a little thing about that scene w the flyers. Dex is low key emotional. Idk. 

“All right, guys. I printed up these fliers letting people know the Samwell Men’s Hockey team needs a new manager. Lord knows poor Lardo can’t ask around with graduation a few months away. Y’all can use Frog Hour to get the word out.”

Dex looked down at the stack of flyers in his arms. At the top of the page was a black and white picture of the team, all of them in their uniforms, looking at the camera seriously. Not very representative, he thought. Under the picture, huge letters proclaimed, “Position available: Samwell Men’s Hockey team manager.” There was a section titled, “Responsibilities,” with only one bullet point, “Manage the hockey team.” Dex rolled his eyes. It was kind of misleading. This person would have to deal with a lot more bullshit than that. Thankfully, at the bottom was a number to call for more details.

“Anywhere in particular?” Dex asked.

“I don’t know. Wherever you think is best. Probably spread them out some.”

“Alright.” He, Nursey, and Chowder turned to go. Chowder pouted a little on the way out. Frog Hour was the break the three of them shared. It wasn’t really an hour; closer to two and a half hours. They usually used the time to get burritos at the place just off campus.

“What’s the plan?” Nursey muttered when they were out on the sidewalk. He shuffled the pages in his hands.

“We can still hang! We can start up by Faber and end down past the pond, and burritos are right there!” Chowder said. Frog Hour was one of the few opportunities they all had to hang out. Their schedules didn’t really line up this semester.

“It would probably be faster for us to split up,” Dex observed.

“Yeah! I’ll get the athletic places and North Quad.”

“Alright. I’ll do Lake and South quad.”

Dex turned to Nursey.

“I don’t know, man. I’ll hit up the science buildings? Maybe. I guess. East Quad?”

Dex raised an eyebrow.

“Brah, chill. I’ll find places.”

At the street corner, Chowder and Dex went one way, and Nursey went the other. Chowder and Dex were halfway down the block when Chowder spun around.

“Nursey! Meet at the South Quad Bridge! Burritos! Best friend time!”

Dex looked over his shoulder to see Nursey hold a thumbs up over his head.

Chowder spun back around. “He’ll be there. He doesn’t want to be a square,” he told Dex.

“The worst shape,” Dex said.

Chowder punched him in the shoulder in agreement.

Dex visited every building on his two quads. He posted a flyer to every bulletin board, taped them to phone poles. He asked cafes and coffee shops to post them in the windows. With every flyer he put up, he felt like another piece of his heart was chipped away.

Each time he posted a paper and walked away, another wave of nostalgia washed over him, memories of things that wouldn’t happen again after this year. Dance parties in the locker rooms to Ransom’s playlists. Waking up on the green couch after a kegster to the sound of Holster yelling upstairs. Sunny, cool evenings in the reading room with Lardo, sometimes passing a joint back and forth, sometimes not, sometimes talking, sometimes silent.

Dex knew that the Samwell Men’s Hockey team was not its players. Or its managers. The team had existed for decades, and players came and went every year. The team would exist long after the seniors –  and Bitty, and Dex, Chowder, and Nursey – graduated. But Dex couldn’t help but mourn this iteration of the team. The team would exist, but it would never be the same again.

Naturally, Dex’s sadness translated to frustration. 40 minutes passed, and Dex still had a quarter of his flyers left. It was still February, and the wind was cold on his ears and nose. His knuckles felt like ice cubes. Irritation simmered warm in his chest.

Dex stopped at another bulletin board, and Chowder walked toward him down the sidewalk.

“Okay! Founder’s has a flyer on every floor! In ever carrel! In every bathroom stall!” He told Dex over his shoulder.

“Great.” Dex tried not to snap. Chowder hadn’t done anything wrong. In fact, Chowder probably didn’t even need to be here. He already had dibs. “I put flyers up at high-traffic areas in Koetter Café, on bulletin boards on Lake Quad and…” He turned to see Nursey standing beside Chowder. He couldn’t keep the aggravation out of his voice anymore. “… why. Why do you still have all of your flyers?” he asked with a frown.

Nursey raised an eyebrow. “Oh. The spam thing seemed O.D. uneconomical. I’ve been handing ‘em out to managerial types.” He turned to a short girl with thick glasses and a red ribbon in her hair. “… Hey. Flyer.” he said simply.

“Neat!” she said, and walked away, reading the flyer as she went.

Fucking ridiculous. Dex’s face went blank, and he threw his stack of flyers over his shoulder.

“At least people are seeing them!” Chowder said. Yeah. More people had definitely read the three flyers Nursey handed out in the last minute than had read the 60 Dex and Chowder had put up in half an hour.

“Sup,” Nursey said to the next person he deemed ‘managerial.’ “Flyer?”

“Do you need help picking those up?” Chowder asked Dex.

“No,” Dex sighed, bending down. “I know you’d just pull some bullshit.”

Chowder smirked. “I was going to say ‘too bad,’ then help you anyway. But you said no, so…”

“See? I knew it.” Dex stood and straightened the stack in his hands. Chowder was grinning at him, and Dex managed to smile back. He turned to Nursey. “Yo, Nurse. How many of those have you given out?”

“Not sure. Probs approx 20.”

Dex’s mouth stretched into a thin line as he thought. They would probably get at least 10 applicants from all the flyers they’d posted and given away. Definitely more than the two they’d gotten so far from word of mouth.

Nursey came over and slung an arm over Dex’s shoulders. “It’s def enough. We’ll find someone. I liked the looks of that girl with the ribbon.”


Nursey rubbed his hand over Dex’s bicep and kissed his temple. “We’ll find someone. It’ll be alright.”

“You guys are gross,” Chowder said.

“Can we get burritos now?” Dex asked.

“Yeah,” Nursey grabbed his hand.

“Best bro burritos!” Chowder crowed. He bounced over and put an arm around Dex’s shoulder from the other side.

Dex smiled, the frustration draining out of him. Things would change. Things always changed. But for now, he was going to get burritos and hang with his best friends.

Nursey, Chowder, the entire team had his back, and he had theirs, whether they all were still a hockey team or not. Lardo may not be their manager next year, but the trust she and Dex had built would long outlast her title.

Some things were forever. Dex’s connection with his teammates was one of them. He just needed to remember that.

I'll Show You (Part 3) - Theo Raeken Imagine

A/N: Idk how I feel about this part, it was kinda rushed but hopefully you guys will like it. (: Also part 4 will pick up from where this ended. Ps. sorry for the bad quality of the gif.


Note: Part 1, Part 2
Pairing: Theo x Reader
Warning: SMUT and cursing, I think that’s it? 
Word count: 1798

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I Love Clichés

Summary: Based on this ask vvv

Anonymous said: A NYE fic where the reader and Bucky get shit faced drunk and end up sleeping together and wake up on New Years like … wait… wut? And they’re all confused and shit.

Word Count: 1.2K

Characters: Bucky x Reader, Steve, Sam

Warnings: Kinda smutty (idk), kissing, cursing, drinking, cliches, bad writing, ash having a computer, ash writing, idfk reader beware, lol. 

A/N: I had to force myself to write something. Here it is. I apologize. 

Originally posted by seabasschino

You couldn’t decide whether the room was spinning or if you had fell asleep on a carousel, but you definitely weren’t anticipating just how dizzy you were when you tried to sit up. The sun beaming in through your curtains felt like lasers burning your retinas, searing into you foggy, throbbing brain, and you groaned as you threw off your duvet, swinging your feet to the ground.

Wait. Why am I naked?

A familiar groan rumbles behind, sending your grasping for something to conceal your decency, as Bucky sits up against your headboard. You couldn’t choose where to look first, from his bare, sculpted chest, to his bulging arms flexing as he propped up his head, the man was flawless.

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A Truce - William Nylander #7

Originally posted by dallas41chicago88

about/request: Thank you so much for letting me send in my imagine anyway, I wasn’t trying to make you feel bad at all about it. Could I please have a William Nylander one where you guys have a secret relationship from everyone and when someone flirts with you somewhere, he’s gets super jealous and outs you guys?

warnings: cursing and drinking

authors note: no problem at all, honestly!! i hope this fit what you wanted :) idk what it is with me and having auston hit on all the girl’s will’s trying to get with in my imagines but oh well

word count: 1328

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Dangerous Woman Tour Full Review (Including Full Song-By-Song Breakdown and Videos)

Helloooooo here with my Dangerous Woman Tour Review. It’s ridiculously long so I made it a “Read More” post. Please reblog if you read, because I put a TON of effort into this and therefore would like to spread it to as many people as possible to make this worth it lol. This review includes my opinions on basically every aspect of the show, as well as a song-by-song breakdown and lots and lots of videos. Let me know if you have any questions, I can answer anything!

DISCLAIMER: my opinions literally don’t matter and you may hold different ones and that’s all good you do you

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Drunk in Love

Jimin x Reader

Genre: Angst/Fluff (…idk if you’d consider it fluff…but hope you do)

Summary: You loved him, you wanted to forget about him, but all you could do was drink your feelings away

Word Count: 3545

Warning: Depiction of excessive drinking; cursing …at this point cussing is just a standard in all my fics 😂 

Originally posted by yoonmin

The ground shook beneath your feet as you danced your way through the thick mesh of people. The beat of the music entranced you causing your body to move with such fluidity. A smile creeps up your face while you soak in the free-spirited atmosphere that this club had to offer. You were trying to escape, and nothing screamed “escape” more than a loud rave party and bunch of drinks to chug down. 

What was it that you were trying to escape exactly? Work problems? Responsibilities? Parents forcing you on blind dates? Nope. You were escaping your own feelings. 

Every moment of every day you always thought about him. You always wondered if he was doing okay, or if he was eating properly or if was over exerting himself. You were always worried about him both mentally and physically. The entirety of your mind, every nook and cranny, was dedicated to the thought of him, and you hated it.

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coffee shop!au haechan

Originally posted by nctinfo

a/n: jai here!!!here’s an example of what i write <33 aljhjhhefh this was quickly written ok but i enjoyed writing it so ^^ also if u wanna request something, my inbox is open!!<3

  • -the sweetest and most handsome barista :“((
  • -honestly you’d have a crush on him the moment u saw him in the coffee shop he made ur heart srsly go!!!!
  • -he’s so nice to everyone and it’s just ??wow bless??
  • -and when he’s brewing coffee, u can always hear him humming to a song and u think it’s so cute!!
  • -donghyuck’s pretty famous w the older regulars bc they think he’s such a sweet boy!!
  • -"ah donghyuck looking handsome again ^^” - one of the older ladies
  • -sometimes parents come in w their kids too
  • -and then u see him interacting w the kids and it’s just so adorable!!
  • -he’s always got sweets with him and it’s just,,,heart attack.
  • -and when he’s on break, he loves to play w the kids and the kids all jump on his back
  • -most of the time he pretends to be the big bad dragon
  • -but sometimes the smol ones tell him to be the handsome prince and honestly it’s just :“)))
  • -first time meeting him tho
  • -u probably discovered the coffee shop bc of a friend who recommended u to go there since most of the time it’s a chil place to study
  • -so ofc u checked out the place and bam!!heart attack!!u saw the handsome tanned barista standing there and u were honestly about to faint!!
  • -the moment he saw u walk in he immediately smiled at u and trust me u almost fainted bc of it
  • -when he took ur order he tried to make a small talk w u bc u kno he kind of thought ur pretty cute and it doesnt hurt to talk a bit
  • -ngl michael jackson was probably playing in the bg and ofc he asked u if u like michael jackson which led to u both talking about ur fave artists
  • -he kept smiling through the whole convo and srsly his smile left u blushing
  • -everytime he came to ur table to refill ur cup he talked a little bit w u
  • -asking u what ur studying and sometimes even helping u w some things!!
  • -except for science bc he hates science
  • -ljefhjgh he helps u w anything else tho when u need help
  • -you both probs became best friends damn
  • -he likes to tease u sm 
  • -w teasing i mean randomly poking u when ur v focused on studying
  • -or pinching ur cheeks saying u look cute
  • -aljhfrhg he’s trying to make it so obvious that he likes u in more than just a friends way but u still won’t notice!!notice him already!!
  • -ofc it makes him quite :( bc he thinks that maybe u just dont like him in that way which is y u dont do anything
  • -but he gathers up all his courage and he’s like "donghyuck lee,ur gonna tell her how u feel instead of sulking like this”
  • -akflehg but then he realises
  • -damn,, how am i gonna do this
  • -so ofc he goes to his best friend/big brother mark
  • -and he’s like “bro,,i like someone,,but u kno i like them in that way,,but idk how to tell them,,,”
  • -mark just pats donghyuck’s head and he’s like “lemme help u out”
  • -mark helps donghyuck w finding a way to confess to u and donghyuck’s a bit nervous but ofc u cant rlly see it
  • -askhzefuhgr dude his confession is so cheesy tho, i mean mark helped him what do u expect
  • -as usual,u just walked into the coffee shop and greeted donghyuck w a smile and he smiled back at u duh
  • -so donghyuck made ur coffee as usual
  • -this time tho!!
  • -he bought a piece of ur fave cake too
  • -which u didn’t order but he still gave it to u??
  • -so he comes up to ur table w ur coffee and ur fave cake and ur like “donghyuck i didnt order cake??”
  • -and he’s like “i know ^^”
  • -ofc ur quite confused but ??ok then hyuck??
  • -as usual, music was playing in the bg
  • -alhfeufhjf donghyuck was acting strangely quiet tho and he was kind of staring at u and when u catched him staring he immediately looked away
  • -ya ur pretty much confused af
  • -mind u it was v early in the morning, so there was pretty much no one in the coffee shop but u two
  • -u decided to ask him what’s wrong and he just replied w “nothing~” and he smiles shyly at u so it made u even Extra Confused
  • -so ur sipping on ur cup of coffee and eyeing him when suddenly ‘love never felt so good’ by michael jackson started playing in the bg
  • -and hyuck was singing along ofc :“))
  • -at some point tho he suddenly gets up and he pulls u by ur hand w him and he’s like "let’s dance~”
  • -u end up dancing w him through the coffee shop w him singing along and it’s just so zlhjfhleu
  • -ur both v giggly and ur basically just both laughing at ur silliness
  • -even after ur little dance party tho, he kept staring at u and so u asked him “what’re u looking at”
  • -slowly, he wrapped his arms around ur waist and leaned a bit closer
  • -not too close, but close enough to leave u kind of blushing
  • -he pokes ur cheek when u blush and he mumbles “be mine?”
  • -donghyuck’s a blushing mess too ok, he’s usually not like this but he is rn bc he’s so scared you’ll say no
  • -akfhjrghr it left u quite shocked to see hyuck being like this
  • -after u got over the shock, u pulled him in for a hug and said “yes” and he’s so relieved dude he hugs u back so tightly
  • -when u pull away from the hug, he suddenly asks “,,can i kiss u?” and ur like uhm ok yes sure haha bc ‘oh damn he’s gonna kiss me o shit efljrjhgjr’
  • -this boi tho 
  • -he leans in v slowly and rite when u were about to close ur eyes, he kisses ur nose quickly
  • -akfjhrh which made u whine a bit bc u rlly thought he was gonna kiss u but ofc if he’s not ready, he’s not ready so u didn’t rlly mind
  • -he just chuckles and told u to go back to studying, since ppl started coming in now
  • -w a bit of a pout u sat back down, but it’s ok bc now u have a wonderful bf aka lee donghyuck who will take good care of u <3
  • -u better take good care of him too
  • -or else
  • - :)

all this hype for season four has made me emotional so ive pumped out a little oneshot of klance comfort so here you go enjoy

Tired. That was how you felt when you couldn’t get any sleep. When you took on responsibility you didn’t want, that you weren’t ready for. When you were forced to keep it, even after its proper holder was found alive and well. When your team didn’t realize how much you were struggling. Maybe they did. They just didn’t care.

Tired. That was all. That was why he was shaking, that was why he couldn’t stomach anything, that was why the room around him was blurring in and out of focus. He just needed sleep.

Sleep wouldn’t come.

Keith leaned heavily against the wall, a trembling hand pressed to the cool, hard surface. God, he felt like shit. Beads of sweat were collecting under his helmet, clinging to his forehead, soaking his bangs. He felt it the back of his next, turning ice cold and sending shivers down his spine. He realized too late that his legs were giving out and he ended up in a heap on the floor, glad that no one was around to see him fall.

He’d tripped right outside his bedroom. He dragged himself to his feet and through the door, and used the remaining sliver of energy inside him to collapse onto the bed. Keith ripped his helmet off. He stared at it. It looked dirty, and smudged. He didn’t know when was the last time he’d even given a thought to cleaning his armor. He thought of the way Shiro’s armor always shined as though he’d spent hours polishing it. That was how a leader’s armor ought to look.

“I’m no leader,” Keith mumbled to himself. He threw the helmet at the wall. It didn’t make much of a noise, but he was quite sure it left a dent. That was satisfying, somehow.

He was still thinking of Shiro in shining armor, the way he’d looked before his disappearance from the black lion. His lion. Keith’s lion, now. Even though it shouldn’t be.

“I’m not good enough for this.” Keith had no idea who he was talking to, but it felt good to say it. “I don’t want this.” So why did Shiro? “I didn’t ask for it.” Shiro had given it to him. But he wouldn’t take it back. “I’m tired.” He closed his eyes. Even without the visual aspect, he could still sense the room spinning. If it didn’t stop soon, he was going to be sick. All over his already dirty armor. Why was he even wearing it? Oh, right. Training, he remembered blearily. I was training.

Keith didn’t know what to do now. Even with Shiro back, he couldn’t relax. Because he was still supposed to be the brave leader and pilot the black lion and win the war. A war against his own kind. Why couldn’t he just be normal, like everyone else? Why wouldn’t the black lion take Shiro back? Keith missed Red. How many times now had he gone to her, tried to get her to open up to him again, but gotten shut out again and again, only to have Lance show up moments later, taking down her barrier like it was paper thin. It wasn’t Lance’s fault. Maybe Keith had taken Red for granted. Maybe he hadn’t. Either way, he loved Red. He’d never said it out loud, but the red lion had been solid and steady, unwavering, even when Keith had doubts. The red lion had chosen him for who he was. It seemed he had to be somebody else for the black lion.

The black bayard materialized in his hand. He could control it now. He threw that at the wall, too. Another dent.

He set his head in his hands. He really didn’t feel well. His head hurt, he was dizzy and queasy and all kinds of bad. Why couldn’t he just feel normal?

Keith looked up then, the sound of the door whooshing open drawing him from his thoughts. Somebody was walking in. Keith fought away the blurry lines that danced across his line of sight until Lance came into focus, his tall silhouette framed in the doorway, soft light from the hallway seeping into the dark room.

“Lance? What are you doing here?”

“What am I doing here? What are you doing here? This is my room.”

“No, it’s my—” Keith paused. He looked around. He couldn’t tell whose room this was. Why the hell didn’t he know where he was?

“Pretty sure it’s my room, dude,” Lance said. “No worries, though. It happens. I once walked in on Hunk in the shower thinking I was going into the kitchen. It did not end well, trust me.” Lance stopped, eyeing Keith closely. He waved a hand in front of the other boy’s face. “Hey, earth to Keith. Can you hear me?”

“Yeah. Loud and clear.”

“Are you okay, buddy?”


“You don’t look so good.”


“Yeah?” Lance was thoroughly confused now. “Is something wrong?”

“What? Oh, um. No. All good.”

“You’re sure about that?” Lance asked.

Keith folded his arms. “Yes.”

“You know you can talk to me about it if you want to.”

“I don’t have anything to talk about, Lance,” Keith glowered.

“I think you do.”

“Well I don’t. So just leave me alone.”

“But you’re sitting on my bed,” Lance pointed out.

Keith huffed, voice rising up in his throat and bursting out as a scream, “Just leave me alone, Lance!” He felt himself losing control before the words were even out of his mouth, and before he could get a grip on what was happening, he was flat out sobbing.

Lance sighed. Alone was the last thing Keith needed to be right now.

Keith sniffled as Lance sat down next to him on the bed. He didn’t want to look at Lance. He didn’t want Lance to see him like this. He didn’t want anyone to see him like this. He didn’t want to be like this.

Lance tentatively reached an arm around Keith’s shoulders. “Hey,” he said softly. “Just breathe, buddy. Let it out, and breathe.”

Keith had given up on any bit of dignity he might have had left. He leaned into Lance, let his entire body go limp, let the tears run free down his cheeks. Lance held him, supporting his floppy, achy limbs and carding fingers through his sweaty hair.

“There, there,” Lance murmured. “Don’t be embarrassed, okay? Just let it all out, you’ll feel better, I promise.”

And so he did.

“Shiro’s ch-changed. I used to think I could tell him anyth-thing, but now he just keeps going on and on about how I need to be the leader and fly the black lion, but I can’t and I don’t want to and I don’t think he even cares. He says he does, but I don’t think he cares about me anymore. I don’t even know if I care if he cares.” Keith had no idea if Lance could even tell what he was saying, his voice was so strangled and high and choked with sobs. But he didn’t care. It felt good to talk, even better than it had minutes earlier, because this time somebody was listening. He kept going.

“I’m just…I don’t know what to do, Lance. I’m just a mess, I’ve always been a mess and I’m sorry you have to try and clean it up now. I’m just I’m upset because I miss Shiro and I miss Red and I miss home and—”

“Keith. Hey. Look at me.”

Keith looked up at Lance with wide eyes. Lance had a hand cupped around his cheek. His hands were soft, and warm.

“I’m tired,” Keith said weakly.

“I know,” Lance whispered. “It’s okay.” One of his hands found the back of Keith’s neck, and he worked his fingers over the tense muscles he found there. Keith visibly melted under his touch.

“I’ll tell you what,” Lance said, continuing with the massage, “how about you go hop in the shower, get all nice and fresh and clean, and then we’ll go to the kitchen and get you something to eat. Then we’ll come back here and you can sleep, right here in my bed so I can look out for you. And when you’re feeling better, then the two of us are going to pay Red a little visit. I think she misses you, too. What do you say, Keith? Does that sound okay?”

“Yeah,” Keith blinked sleepily. “That sounds good.”

anonymous asked:

How did you realise you were trans? Did any on you have like girly phase? Bc I'm nearly 19 and feel it's too late to start showing signs that I'm trans and that I needed to figure this out by like 15/16 idk I'm just looking for validation I guess

So this is different for everyone. I’ll tell you my personal experience and if anyone wants to add theirs feel free to! 

I came out when I was 17 very soon after I realised I was actually trans. I had a friend who came out as trans in college, and I spent a lot of time with him and I helped him through his bad days. When he was opening up to me about how he felt I realised that I had similar feelings, and then slowly realised that I was also trans. I’ve been dancing since I was 3, so all through my childhood I was in frilly ballet dresses and caked in makeup and I enjoyed it. I loved dancing and I loved the dresses and everything that it involved. Being feminine doesn’t make you any less trans, there are so many feminine cis and trans guys out there!


It’s always been you Part 5

You and Bucky had instantly clicked as soon as you arrived at the Avengers Facility, and soon became best friends. He trusted you implicitly and ever since heard you sing, he felt himself falling faster as the days rolled on. So when you start to pull away from him, he feels betrayed and upset. Thinking it’s something to do with him and his past.

Little did he know that it was nothing to do with his past, but your shame in your body, your feelings of self-loathing and your ever growing love for your best friend.

Bucky + Plus Size Reader

AN: Hey Dolls! Couldn’t leave you all hanging could I? I’m sorry if it’s a little bit cliché, but I’ve always loved a little bit of cheese! Hope you enjoy this, cause it was really enjoyable to write! It’s getting’ juicy! Also, if you would like a backstory of how you came to be an Avenger, do let me know, as I’d be happy to do it! <3

Tags are still open and as always my inbox is always open for requests!- Rae xo

Word Count: 1445

STORY TW: Weight Issues, Fat Shaming, Swearing, Violence, Smut (Maybe? Idk yet)

CHAPTER TW: Drinking, Swearing, Ultra Mild Smut, Implied Smut

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

Part 5 – Shit, I’m in deep.

Song :



Darlin, you give love, a bad name’

 The music kicks in and you’re automatically dragged back to your performing days. You’re turned away from the growing audience. Ruffling your hair to make you look a bit more rock n roll, you smile to yourself, silently admitting how much you’ve missed this. You’ve missed moving in time with the music, swaying your hips to the beat sexily and holding the microphone in your hand like it’s an extension of you.

 ‘An angel’s smile is what you sell,

You promise me heaven, then put me through hell,

Chains of love got a hold on me,

When passions a prison, you can’t break free’

You turned around when the verse starts, loosening up as you do so, your voice oozing sex appeal. The crowd of people at the party, especially your fellow team mates, filled the dance floor, dancing and singing along. Their eyes glued to you as you strutting around the stage, working the crowd just like you used to, slipping straight back into old habits.

‘Oh, you’re a loaded gun, yeah,

Oh, there’s nowhere to run,

No one can save me,

The damage is done,’

You pointed your finger gun at Tony and pretended to shoot him, sending him sexy, but friendly wink as he starts laughing at you, knowing exactly what you’re doing. You change your gaze to Bucky, who is stood at the back of the group, with the same look in his eyes that he gave you earlier at the tower. You knew what that look was now, Lust. And the way he was clenching his jaw, hell, you would have let him take you then and there. His darkened, clouded eyes burned into you, and you knew you were done for. You carried on with the song, moving provocatively, knowingly playing with him. You thought the poor guy’s jaw was going to grind into a pulp with how taught it was.

The guitar solo came up and the lead guitarist moved closer to you. You were back to back and you slid your way down to the floor, on to your knees. He turned around and continued the solo like that in front of you, with you in a compromising position. The crowd of people were going crazy, cheering and hollering for you, you even caught a few wolf whistles, which made you giggle and blow kisses to the offenders. You got up off your knees and finished the song, egging the crowd on to join in and have a good time. The room went nuts and you thanked them all for their applause, searching the sea of people for those piercing blue, now navy eyes, when you couldn’t find them, you tried to hide your disappointment and headed back to the group.

Tony just giggled as you sat down. All of the team were simultaneously ogling you, and smirking.

“What?” you ask as you bring your cold drink to your lips.

“They’re just feeling the call of siren is what they’re doing.” Tony quipped sending you into a fit of giggles.

“I wasn’t even being that sexy” you said between laughs.

“Oh bullshit Y/L/N, you almost made me cum in my pants, let alone those horny bastards” he joked, nodding his head in the direction of the rest of the team, sending you into a full on belly laugh.

“Yo-, You we-, You were amazing Y/N. Damn, you were good” Steve stammered, running his hands through his hair nervously, and breaking the ice, his face flushing with a slight red tint.

“Holy fucking shit girl, your voice gave me an eargasm, fuck.” Nearly tripping over his words, they flew out of Sams mouth.

“Woah kid, that took balls.” Clint said from behind you, he must have joined them while you were singing, you gave him a hug, and carried on looking for the only person who really mattered to you at this point.

“He’s outside. Probably gone to crack one out at you practically eye-fucking him the whole song” Natasha smirked at you, noticing you looking for him, shouting across the table.

You stood up real fast and walked out onto the patio into the cold of the night, goose bumps appearing on your exposed skin. You stopped when you noticed him looking over the railing at the vast gardens of the expansive building. You stood in the middle of an archway for a moment, wondering what to say to him, your eyes burning into the back of his head. He turned around, feeling your stare on him and walked towards you with purpose.

“Why did you lea-“ you were cut off by his lips, crashing against yours with such force that you nearly fell over. You pulled your arms around his neck, stabilising you. His hands flew to your face as he deepened the kiss, and then fell to your ass giving it a squeeze. Your hands roamed his hair as he pulled you closer, putting your bodies flush together. You felt the bulge through his trousers graze your thigh and all the nerves in your body swam to in between your legs. He pulled away all too soon for your liking and rested his forehead on yours.

“I had to leave because I couldn’t stand seeing the guys look at you like that. I couldn’t control myself. And, if I’d have stayed in that room for one more second with you looking at me like that, I would have fucked you in front of all those people, and I don’t think you would have approved.” He let out a small laugh. His now messy hair fell over your cheek, tickling it. The thought of him taking you, claiming you, in front of that full crowd made you blush.

“Oh really, Sergeant?’ you looked up at him innocently through your full, wispy lashes and bit your lip suggestively, teasing him, and testing the waters.

“Stop. Don’t do that to me, doll.” His tone almost like a warning.

“Stop what? Stop this?” you bit your lip again and Bucky pulled you in for another mind blowing, universe halting kiss. More needy and desperate than the first. His hand trailed up your body and landed on your chest, softly kneading your breast, feeling your sensitive nipple harden under his touch. You moaned into his mouth from the sudden contact and he growled in response, feeling it vibrate against your lips, the feeling at the bottom of your abdomen grew stronger. He pulled away and grabbed your hand, dragging you through the crowd, into the lobby of the grand building.

“Bucky, where are we going?” you squeezed his hand and he pulled you into an embrace, nuzzling his face into your neck to find your sweet spot, kissing and nibbling at it, driving you crazy.

“Home, baby girl. I’m not letting you out of my sight tonight,” he whispered into your ear. He spoke the words in such a seductive and domineering tone, that they went straight to your core. You clenched your thighs together in hope to get some relief, but no such luck. You start to feel your arousal seep into your panties and instantly knew you’d been defeated.

‘Shit, I’m in deep.’

TAGS: @cami23593 @alittlewerewolfgirl @electronicstrangerdaze @buenostardissherlock@blissful-fantasy @secretlittledelights (italics couldn’t be tagged, sorry!)

Only Exception - Jack Lowden

Request:heyyyyy can u do a jack imagine where they’re at a party with the cast and that and idk mild smut or fluff anything w jack in

A/N: I can’t get enough of Jack!! Thank youuuu!! Also, I got a bit carried away with it… Oops! 
I changed a few things, I hope that you don’t mind that it’s a night out instead of a party…! 

I was going to use (Y/F/N) as your friends name but then realized it would be confusing doing this with more than one friend, so just imagine other people’s names if you wish.


Your phone beeped. It was the group chat.

MC Hammered

Hannah: I am buying the drinks and heading to your place, do you need anything else?
(Y/N): No, thanks. Buy plenty, I want to get real smashed  🍻 🥂 🍷 🥃 🍸
Charlie: YASSS, I’m also buying some booze!

Jack ❤️: Hey! So, I know this may be a bit soon, but we’re all (the cast) going out for dinner and then to a club, want to join? Xx

“Shit!” You muttered to yourself looking at the phone. You and Jack we’re kind of a new thing, you really liked him, but you were still kind of unsure of where you stood; if you were actually dating or just a long fling… And now you were in a conundrum, I mean there was no way in hell that you were going to cancel your night with your friends, the night you had (not-so-)carefully planned which sole purpose was to get smashed. Your group of friends was always super responsible, you rarely got drunk so every now and then you needed to let out the steam. This was one of those nights, you had all had a harsh week in uni and jobs, and Friday marked the end of it all. But you didn’t really want to say no to Jack… You had never gone out together and you were kind of looking forward to it. You thought about it for a second and went to your group chat to see how they felt about it.

Charlie changed the name from MC Hammered’s to Sorry I’m Not Sober

(Y/N): Guys, Jack just invited me to dinner and go out with him and the rest of the cast.
Charlie: If you’re ditching us I’m going to be so mad  😡 😡 😡
(Y/N): Take that back! I would never! How could you even think that!  😱
Hannah: It kind of looked like that was where you were going.  😕
Hannah: Charlie and I were already planning on showing up to your house and not let you ditch us…
Hannah: Ok, so maybe I was just in the process of texting that to Charlie…
Charlie: I’d be in!
(Y/N): I’d deserve it!
(Y/N): Anyway…
(Y/N): What I was thinking was maybe I could tell them, seeing as we were planning on going out was maybe just we could go out to the same club, ya feel me? 😅
Charlie: YASS! I want to meet him!  🎉 🎉 🎉
Hannah: 👆 👆 👆
(Y/N): Thank you!!! You guys are THE BEST!  😘 😘 😘
(Y/N): Also, I have already ordered the pizzas so you better get here fast or I’ll be eating them all by myself.

To: Jack ❤️
I kind of have a dinner planned with my friends, BUT maybe we could meet you guys at the club…

Jack ❤️ : Not gonna lie, I’m a bit sad that we won’t have dinner together 😔 but that sounds great. We’ll be going to the Tape, would that be cool with you?

You smiled at your phone. He could make you blush and he wasn’t even there, you felt ridiculous.

To: Jack ❤️
Sounds great! You’ll just have to ask me some other time  😉


Jack ❤️: I was planning to!  😘 😘

You thought for a second whether or not to tell him but decided he deserved a heads-up.

To: Jack ❤️
Spoiler alert, we might be pretty smashed.  🍻 🥂 🍷


Jack ❤️: That sounds like fun! 😂 😂

You took a deep breath as the reply came fast, you were kind of afraid he’d be embarrassed of drunk you. Well, to be fair, he didn’t know drunk you yet. It was hella fun!


When Jack got to the club you had been there for quite a while. It was a good thing you were drunk otherwise you might have been nervous about if you were supposed to kiss him when you met him there or not. As you walked towards him and the rest of the cast with your two best friends beside you, you could not be happier, he was smiling at you and slightly flushed (from the heat or alcohol you could not be sure) and as you approached him he put a hand on your waist and kissed you quickly.

“Hey, missed me?” You joked.

“Of course.” He said smiling. “How did you even get in? The queue is massive!”

“I know the bouncer somehow. I can’t really remember him, but he remembers me. I feel kind of bad about that…”

“I think he worked with you at that restaurant,” Charlie says behind you and suddenly you remember that have neither introduced anyone nor have been introduced.

“Possibly.” You say quickly. “Anyway, Jack this is Charlie and this is Hannah.”

“Nice to meet you guys.” He turned so that he was beside you instead of in front of you, facing the rest of the cast. His hand was still on your waist and you were not complaining. “And the lads over here are Harry, Tom, Fionn and Barry. The rest is either wandering aroun’ the bar or they went home already.”

“Home? Already? Going out game weak as fuck.” You heard Charlie say next to you.

“Nice to meet you guys.” You smiled at the four guys seating down. “Thank God we met you here or this would have been quite the sausage party.” You said and they laughed, useless it is to say that you would not have said that if you were not this drunk…

“Jack said you were here already?” Tom said as Jack lead you to the sofa and you all sat down.

“Yeah, we were dancing down there.” You answered.

“Oh, that’s gonna be interestin’” Fionn chuckled.

“What? Why?” You asked curiously.

“Of all the times we went out with Jack, I don’t think I ever saw him even near the dance floor.”

“That can’t be!” You said shocked. “Are you one of those people?” You asked Jacked and he looked at you amused.

“What kin'of people.”

“The kind that just drinks and stares,” Charlie answered for you.

“Super weird,” Hannah said.

“I mean what’s the point of going to a club if you don’t dance even a little?” You asked rhetorically.

“We’ve pointed all of that to him already,” Harry said. “With no success.”

“That’s just sad.” You tell Jack and he laughs. “Be warned, I’m going to dance anyway. I’m sorry I just got to.”

“Yo got to?” Jack asked with a laugh.

“Of course!” I nod eagerly.

“What is she supposed to do? Hear one of our musics play and just sit?” Hannah asks.

“Not a chance!” I answer. “It’s in the rules if one of our musics starts playing I have to dance.”

“You’re screwed, mate.” Harry laughed.

“Hey, I don’t force anyone to dance. You can stay here seating down like a sad lil’ puppy if you want to.” I joke and Jack laughs.

“We were really sad that you couldn’t come to dinner with us,” Tom said. “We were dying to see who got Jack all smitten.” He said and I chuckled looking at Jack getting red.

“Yeah, I mean we would love to say that he didn’t mention you were this gorgeous, but he did. He’s been mentioning it every day for a while now.” Harry continued and you laughed.

“He has not!” You laughed.

“I may have… just a little bit.” Jack admitted, red as a beetroot. Everyone was laughing by now.

“Aww,” You said while laughing and you kissed his cheek. Your heart was racing in your chest, you didn’t think he would have even mentioned you to his mates!

“Like you’re much better!” Hannah laughed.

“You showed a picture of Jack the other day and said ‘I went on a date with this fine man, what is life?’ all proud and happy,” Charlie said and it was your turn red as everyone laughed.

“Well, he is a fine man, I did go on a date with him, I was happy and proud, and 'what is life?’ is a valid question, so I don’t see your point.” You joked back. You felt Jack hands pulling you even closer to him and as you looked at him he was smirking and biting his lip, looking ridiculously sexy, you couldn’t help but kiss him, you just couldn’t.

Anyway,” Hannah said and we pulled apart from the kiss looking at her. “I’m gonna get a drink, does anyone want anything?” Hannah asked and you and Kiko stood up with her.

“The bar is a bit full, I don’t think you’re gonna get anything anytime soon,” Jack said.

“Ye of little faith.” Hannah chuckled.

You looked down at your… generous cleavage and looked back at him smiling. “I think I’m good. Just watch and learn.” You said and walked to the bar, not before hearing a Harry repeat the “You’re so screwed mate.” and Jack saying “Yup.”

You walked to the bar squeezing your way to the counter and leaned into it, the bartender who was just a couple of people away spotted you the second you did. Or at least spotted a part of you. You were back at the table with drinks for everyone in under 10 minutes. Jack was looking somewhere between impressed and uneasy. You kissed his cheek as you handed him his drink and he put his arm around you again as you sat down.

“Impressive, but I’d still rather not see it again.” He said and you chuckled. The night went on and at first you sat there with the guys until It Aint My Fault by Zara Larsson started playing and Hannah literally stopped mid-sentence and looked at you. No words needed. You just stood up and headed to the dance floor dancing and singing. I mean, these pants did make your ass look amazing and you were not about to waste that by not dancing.

“Does that happen a lot?” Jack asked Charlie amused at your tipsy antics.

“All the time. We have a lot of musics.” He nodded. “I’m gonna join them, anyone’s coming?” Tom followed Charlie and they joined the two of you in the dance floor.

“Cute guy behind you, blue shirt,” Hannah said in your ear and you looked back discreetly to see the guy. She was right. He was cute.

“Working on it.” You told her and she laughed. Slowly you started going a back a bit as you danced until you “accidentally” hit him with your bum…. Oops. “Oh my God, I am so sorry!” You told him quickly and he smiled at you and shrugged.

“No problem.”

“Have we met?” You asked looking at him as if you were trying to place his face, you had never seen him before.

“I don’t think so, have we?” He asked.

“Anyway, I’m (Y/N) and this is Hannah and Charlie and Tom. You guys should join us!” You said and just liked that your small group had turned into a circle and soon enough you were with Hannah in the middle of the circle dancing, going down to the sound of Work by Rihanna. And soon enough he was whispering something into Hannah’s ear, I looked at her and she discreetly nodded. I “accidentally” dropped my glass.

“Tom, Charlie, I lost my drink. Come with me get a new one, will you please?” You asked and grabbed their hands, you ended up going into the opposite direction of the bar to the table.

“Sorry I had to steal you from there,” You said as you all sat down. “but I wouldn’t be the best wingwoman in the world if I didn’t.” They both chuckled.

“You got me scared for a bit there.” Jack said as you sat next to him.

“How’s that?” I asked confused.

“From here it kind of looked like you were flirting with the guy in the blue shirt.” He said almost embarrassed and you chuckled.

“Why would I do that? I’ve got a hook up already.” You joked and he laughed.

“You do? I’m glad to hear that.” He smirked and you kissed him quickly, you really weren’t a fan of PDA but you just couldn’t help it!

“Anyway, I really need do need a drink, I’m going to the bar.” You said and as you stood up Jack followed suit.

“I’ll go with you.” He said and, seeing that he had a glass almost full in front of him, you suspected it wasn’t for the drinks. You didn’t mind seeing this protective side of him.

“I’m going to dance afterwards.” You added and he chuckled knowing where you were going with this.

“I’ll do that do as well then.” He said and you smiled and kissed him again before leading him to the bar, holding his hand. That was how you ended up dancing with a guy who never danced in clubs, his arms around your waist and yours around his neck.

“I kind of like dancing with you.” He said and you laughed. “The way you move your hips is killing me.” He confessed and you pressed closer to him and rolled your hips again.

“What? This?” You asked innocently and he laughed kissing you in what was an unusual long PDA. He looked more seriously at you as you broke apart.

“You know this is more than a hook-up for me, right? The guys were right, I am a bit smitten.” He said in your ear, going red and sounding slightly embarrassed and completely adorable and you smiled.

“I’m glad, because you’re not the only one.” You said and he smirked kissing you.

The Way Things Were

The Way Things Were

A prequel to ‘A Change in Times’

Requested by @3waystraffic ;

‘Hi beautiful! I just read “A Change in Times” and here I am fluffing my brains out! I was just wondering if you’d like to write the story of one of these girls, back in the 40’s, but one who really mattered. Like idk, Steve couldn’t pick her jacket, but she was brave enough to just ask to wear Bucky’s?It could be the one, or one of a few, girls he really loved? But she engaged herself as a nurse and died during the war, before him? Thank you for paying attention to this shady request Have a nice day!’

Contains fluff, angst and death

Authors note: Thank you all so much for the lovely comments on ‘A Change in Times’ I can’t tell you quite how much it meant to me. I hope you enjoy this prequel :) Lucy x

Change In Time

Bucky held you close as you danced, all the while breathing in the intoxicating scent of your perfume and trying to figure out where the hell Steve had got to. He craned his neck and scanned the crowd but there was still no goddamned sign of him. It was five minutes until closing and if that little punk wasn’t there to help him pull off his move then he had no chance of a second date with you; and he really wanted to go on a second date with you.

“James? Are you okay?” You asked, looking up at him with wide eyes

Bucky inwardly groaned; as much as he liked you, he couldn’t shake the hatred he felt for his first name. In a futile effort to distract you, he quickly spun you away from him in a blur of your peach dress and by the time you had made your way back into his arms he had almost forgotten your question. You looked up at him again and studied his blank face as he kept looking around the room. You couldn’t understand it; had you done something wrong? The evening had been going so well up until about twenty minutes ago. Were you not providing him with enough conversation? You had known this was going to happen. Daisy had told you in no uncertain terms that the infamous Bucky Barnes was way out of your league, and you should have listened to her.

The song ended and people pulled away from their partners to applaud the band. You couldn’t help but notice out of the corner of your eye that Bucky’s hands were in his pockets as he looked around distractedly in the midst of the applause, probably hoping to get away from you so he didn’t have to walk you home. With a heavy sigh, you straightened out your dress and made your way through the crowd to the exit, not wanting to make the evening any more awkward than it already was.

“Okay folks this is the last dance of the night, thank you all for coming.” A man onstage crooned into the microphone as the band fired up one last time into a slow song

Bucky snapped out of his search for a moment and reached for your hand to pull you in for the last dance, only to realised belatedly that you were gone. Damn it! He panicked a little, praying to god that he hadn’t blown his chances with you. He scanned the crowd yet again, only looking for you this time. If he had craned his neck a little higher and directed his gaze to the left he would have caught a glimpse at your skirt following you out of the door. But by the time his eyes fixed on the doorway you were already through it, fumbling in your bag for a handkerchief to dab your eyes with as they became teary. Why did you always have such bad luck when it came to dances? The past five you had been to had all ended in disaster. You had really hoped this one would be different.

Small clusters of people crowded the way to the exit point. You pushed through as politely as you could, mumbling apologies the whole way until you got out of the door. Once outside you took in a deep breath and tried your best not to cry as you shivered in the cold New York air. You had left your coat on the couch in a cruel twist of fate which hadn’t mattered that much on the short way over from your cousin’s apartment. But they were halfway across the state by now on their way to Canada to see your aunt in Montreal, and without a key to let yourself in you were screwed.  What on earth were you going to do? Your apartment was at least an hour away if you walked, and you were sure you wouldn’t be able to find your way in this blasted snow. The door behind you opened, and out of it came a small blonde man who was probably about your age. He was flushed and looked a little like he had a fever. You watched as he stumbled slightly and coughed into the cold air. “Are you alright, sir?” You asked, looking at him caringly

The young man looked up at you and blinked. “You’re supposed to be inside.”

If it hadn’t been for the fact that he seemed to unthreatening you would probably have thought there was some plan to kidnap you. Maybe he was just confused; he didn’t look well at all. “Sir, are you alright?” You asked, half wondering if he wasn’t ill at all and was just intoxicated

He opened his mouth to reply and instead coughed a worrying amount. He braced himself against the wall with one hand and for a moment you thought he might collapse. You placed a delicate hand on his shoulder and once he’d regained his breath he waved it away. “Thank you, ma’am, but I’m fine. The cold just doesn’t agree with me,”

“Is it asthma?”

He seemed surprised you had guessed this, and nodded almost gladly. A moment passed and he looked at you with a mild curiosity. “What are you doing out here? I mean, surely the dance hall is warmer than out here.”

A snowflake landed on your eyelashes and you suddenly realised that you were still crying. “My, er… My date couldn’t wait to get away from me.” You sniffed, dabbing your face with your handkerchief

The young man’s eyes widened a little “Really? What happened?”

You told him how Bucky had been too busy scanning the room for an exit to notice you leave, and how for the last few dances he hadn’t been interested in you at all.  The young man chuckled and shook his head. “What’s so funny?”

He smiled at you kindly and stuck his hands in his pockets to keep them warm. “Well, it seems to me that you’re the one who couldn’t wait to get away from him.”

He was right; you had been the one to rush out, not Bucky. You had ruined your chances with yet another person, great. You started crying again, but this time you let a sob leave your body. The young man placed a hand on your arm and almost drew it away when he felt how cold you were. “I really liked him,” You confided

“Then why are you out here?”

Daisy’s words echoed through your mind, telling you how ridiculous it was for you to go dancing with someone so… So much better than you. “Because I’m not good enough for him.”

The young man bit his lip, looking thoughtful. “I don’t believe that.”


“Nobody is ever not good enough for someone; people are all the same, no one person is better than the other.”

You nodded, letting his words soak through you as you wiped your eyes again before putting your handkerchief back into your bag. “Would you like me to go and get your coat?” He asked

“I forgot to bring it.”

He looked disheartened and coughed again against the cold air. “You should go home,” You said to him, sniffling ever so slightly “this cold will do nothing for your asthma.”

“I don’t think it will do much for you without a coat, either.”

You smirked despite yourself and then let out a long sigh. What on earth were you going to do? You looked at the young man beside you and asked him a question. “What’s your name?”

“Rogers, Steve Rogers. And you are?”

The door behind you both pushed open to reveal a frantic Bucky Barnes. His eyes fixed on you and a relieved smile immediately spread across his face “Y/N!”

Bucky’s enthusiasm practically bowled you over as he stepped out into the night. “I thought I’d lost you, what are you doing out here?”

“I, er…”

“She was just talking to me, Buck,” Steve said with a sideways smile at you

Bucky looked at Steve and was very suddenly alarmed “You punk, what are you doing out here in the cold? I thought you were going to get a cab home.”

“As if I can afford that, Buck.”

You looked between the two in confusion as they bickered over Steve’s wellbeing. “You know each other?” You asked finally, breaking their conversation

Bucky looked at you and smiled, his cheeks were flushed in the cold and small droplets of snow were catching in his hair. You felt yourself blush as you realised, not for the first time, how handsome he was. You also realised, for the first time, how kind this young man was. His caring nature oozed from him as he fussed over Steve, unwinding the scarf from his own neck to put around his. “He’s my brother,” Bucky said

Steve looked at him almost tearfully and nodded “That’s right.”

You found yourself smiling and shivering at the same time. Damn it was freezing. You eyes Bucky’s wool coat and couldn’t help but notice how warm it looked. Could you ask to borrow it after you had abandoned him in the dance hall? He didn’t seem hurt by it, but then again maybe he was good at masking his emotions. You decided to take a chance. “James? Do you think it would be alright for me to ask if I could borrow your coat? I left mine at home and it’s so cold out here.”

Bucky smiled so widely you thought his face was going to tear in half. “Of course,” He said, undoing his coat and shrugging out of it

He placed the heavy coat over your shoulders and couldn’t help but laugh slightly as how big it was on you. You smiled at him, and he felt something twist pleasantly in the pit of his stomach. “Bucky,” He blurted out

You raised an eyebrow. “Pardon?”

He flushed and scratched the back of his neck “I er, my friends call me Bucky.”

You grinned at him, feeling a lot easier than you had ten minutes ago. “Does that make you your friend?”

“For now.” He smiled

Steve coughed, this time deliberately. “I’m going to head home,” He said when Bucky turned around to face him “I’ll see you tomorrow, Buck. It was nice meeting you, Y/N,”

You all said your goodbyes and by the time Steve was gone you and Bucky were still stood smiling at each other. “I, er, I think I owe you an apology.” He said, suddenly looking a little nervous

“What for?”

“Well, I know I was a bit absent back there the past few dances, but you see I was trying to find Steve in the crowd; I like to keep an eye on him, that punk always seems to find trouble.”

You felt relieved and embarrassed at the same time. It wasn’t that he didn’t like you, he was just looking out for Steve. Maybe Steve was right, maybe you were good enough for him.”I’m sorry too,” You said “for leaving you stranded out there, and then for stealing your coat.”

Bucky laughed and shook his head “Don’t worry about it, it isn’t the first time a dame has left me alone on the dance floor.”

You smiled, looking down at the snow beneath you on the sidewalk. “I don’t suppose you know the way back to Harrier Street?”

His eyes twinkled “I do.”

“In that case, would you walk me home?”

“On one condition,”

Your heart jumped in your chest. “What would that be?”

A devious smile crossed his features “That you come out with me again, next Sunday. And then maybe the Sunday after that if you can stand me.”

You felt a nervous excitement course through your body, which was now feeling warmer in Bucky’s coat. “I’ll sign up for that,” You grinned

Bucky turned on his heel and nodded his head towards the right “It’s this way, come on.”

The walk home was cold, but you wouldn’t have changed one thing about it. You had laughed so hard you were sure you’d burst a lung, and you felt so easy in his company that you found it hard to believe you had been crying about him little over an hour ago. As you walked up the steps to your door he stayed by your side, and as you put the key in the lock he still stood there patiently. “I’ve had a lot of fun tonight,” You said earnestly

Bucky laughed “Sure looked like it when you were crying outside.”

Crap. He’d noticed. “I’m sorry,” You said sheepishly, looking at the ground “I guess I was kind of nervous. You see, my friend Daisy said that I didn’t stand a chance with you and I thought she might have been right.”

“Daisy? That wouldn’t be Daisy Penn, would it?”

You looked up in surprise and nodded “You know her?”

He laughed a little and nodded. “Unfortunately, yes. We went out a couple of times, but I broke it off after she yelled at a waitress for spilling a glass of water on our table. She’s been bitter ever since,”

You laughed too, realising not for the first time how petty Daisy was. “And hey,” Bucky said, looking you in the eye “don’t ever think you don’t stand a chance with me, Y/N. Unless you turn out to be the kind of girl who hollers at waitresses, I’d say that your odds are just fine.”

You blushed, trying to draw your gaze away from his eyes and failing. “Goodnight, Bucky.” You said, mustering all of your bravery and taking a step forward to kiss him gently on the cheek

“Goodnight, Y/N,” Bucky smiled as you disappeared behind the door, holding his hand to his cheek where you’d kissed him


Two years later, you and Bucky sat on the couch in your apartment with solemn expressions. You had gone out with him that next Sunday, and for every Sunday after that. However, you didn’t think you would be going out on a Sunday with him again any time soon.

“When do you ship out?” You asked, trying desperately to swallow the lump in your throat

“In two days time.”

“Does Steve…”

“No,” He shook his head “I’m not going to tell him until we go to the Expo.”

“Are you sure?”

“I don’t want him to have time to worry, especially with you going next week too.”

You bit your lip and looked at Bucky; he’d got a new haircut ready for shipping out. Stray hairs still sat on his collar. How was this fair? How was it okay for the world to take him from you without guaranteeing a return? What if he didn’t return? How could you learn to live in a world where he didn’t exist? You fussed over his collar, brushing the hairs from it hurriedly as though they were your worries. Bucky’s hands gently grabbed yours and your mind was cast back to the first time you had held hands on the way to the dance hall. You remembered how your hand had felt as though it was on fire, and the way your heart had beat so fast that it had almost hurt as you had looked at him to see if he was comfortable. He had smiled in bewilderment at your intertwined hands and not let go until he dropped you home hours later.

You felt your eyes prick with tears; all you seemed to do since Bucky enlisted was cry. And since you enrolled to become a nurse on the front line, he had never been far from tears either. His blue eyes were swimming in them as he looked at you, and there was tenderness in his gaze which made you feel safe as it always had. “I love you,” He whispered

Every time he told you felt like the first. Even when he screamed it in the worst of your arguments your heart still stopped completely for a moment and then began to work overtime. You thought of the night he had said it for the first time, and how you hadn’t been ready to say it back.

“It’s okay,” He had whispered, biting his lip as he looked at you “I know you aren’t ready to say it yet. But I needed to tell you because… because you’re the first person I want to tell everything; if I eat a really good sandwich, I can’t wait to tell you about it; when I see a funny looking cloud I want to show you. And that’s why I love you, because you’re the first person I’ve wanted to tell everything to.”

A month later you had been ready to say it back. You remembered how it had felt when you realised, the sheer elation of it had made you run from your apartment building in the dead of night for twelve blocks with nothing on your feet. You had hammered on Bucky’s door and practically screamed it at him when he opened it. At first he had looked at you in shock, then he blinked and began laughing. He had taken you in his arms and spun you around as you both said it to each other over and over again.

“I love you too,” You whispered back, your voice wavering

You thought about kissing him, but you couldn’t bring yourself to stop staring into his eyes for long enough to do it. You drank the sight of him in as though you were dying of thirst. You desperately tried to memorise the curve of his brow and those beautiful, exquisite eyes. “Marry me,” You said suddenly, not realising you were even thinking it until you had said it “when all this is over, marry me and we can have a life together.” 

You had expected him to look surprised, but he simply smiled and said “I thought you’d never ask.”


Bucky knew something was wrong the minute he was called into see Colonel Phillips. His dog tags had thumped heavily against his chest as he had walked into his tent and stood to attention. “At ease, Sergeant,” Colonel Phillips had said, looking a little pale “come and sit down.”

Bucky had done as he’d asked, trying to stop his hands from shaking as he looked at the older man’s grim expression. He had known before he had even opened his mouth what he was going to say.

It had been quick, apparently. You had run into the field to save a man who had been left behind, not thinking twice about yourself. The bullet had hit you right in the abdomen, but you had kept struggling on so you could to get to him. He had young children waiting for him at home, there was no way you were going to let a bullet stop you from sending him back in one piece. “She managed to get him back behind our lines,” Colonel Phillips had said gently “but she had lost too much blood by the time she made it back. There was nothing they could do.”

Furious tears spilled from Bucky. His body trembled and his heart exploded as he thought about you, about how much you had understood and challenged him. How much he loved you. How dare the world take you from him? How dare they deprive everyone of something so pure. “I’m so sorry, son.” Colonel Phillips said, placing a hand on his shoulder “If its any consolation, she saved his life. She died a hero,”

You had always been a hero to Bucky, every time you said something you knew you had to say but didn’t want to, every time you stopped to help someone pick up coins they dropped in the street he had known you were a braver person than he ever could be. Bucky clutched your handkerchief tightly in his hand, remembering the words you had uttered as you pressed it into his palm.

“I love you, James Buchanan Barnes. Please don’t leave me, please come home.”

“She was always my hero,” He said, his voice breaking with every syllable “without her, who can save me now?”

Bucky collapsed in his seat like a puppet who’s strings had been cut, and wailed into the handkerchief with still smelt of the perfume you had worn that first night he had danced with you. And for a moment as he inhaled it, he saw you laughing and twirling in that peach dress and he wished more than anything that he could go back in time to that moment; back to the way things were.

(Credit to @toastburninglucy the writer of this request if you wanna send love, leave a comment (not an ask to this blog as she won’t see it), or go over to her blog and send her the love there. Thank you for taking on the request. - Rosalee)

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ketchuptae  asked:

Hello love~ May I request a cat hybrid au! With Hyungwon? Idk why but I'm obsessed with cat Hyungwon right now omg. Oh and if you need a story line... how about You're walking out late at night and hear a loud sound from an alley and being curious you walk in and see a large tail which you think is somehow a regular Cat and HW jumps on you and scares you but he runs away and then you see him in a more normal form on the street and chase him blah blah blah lol I hope that's enough info! Thanks!

Originally posted by minhyuk1

a/n: omg hiiii! yeah sure thing! i hope you like this and ehehehe this is pretty interesting and fun to like to be honest! 8-) Thank you so much for requesting this @ketchuptae ! :-) I hope you like it!!

hyungwon cathybridau!

  • it has been a stressful day 
  • and the last thing that you could ever wish for is to take a breather 
  • from all the workload that you’ve been dealing with for the past few days
  • soOooOoooo!! you decided to take a walk….
  • late at night since that’s how you roll….. i guess??
  • sO aNyways! 
  • you made your way to the nearest convenience store to get yourself some ice cream
  • in the middle of your smol journey, you heard some noise from the alley just 5 meters away from you
  • and being the curious cat i mean person that you are, you carefully made your way to the alley and stood there
  • only to narrow your eyes at this large tail wagging 
  • like it’s just 5 meters away from you
  • oh! it must be a stray cat! looks normal….. since cats have huge tails right???
  • you innocently thought
  • until this guy came jumping on you, making the two of you fall hard on the ground
  • the moment you got the chance to see his face, you were flabbergasted and scared at the same time
  • but before you could even speak up, the guy went running away from you 
  • which had you bewildered when you saw that he was a normal guy…..
  • with a LARGE CAT TAIL
  • intrigued by his……. appearance, you decided to chase him….
  • only to end up with you tripping on your own foot
  • “oH freAkInG cheesebUrgers!!!” 
  • and that was enough to catch the attention of the man cat
  • yes, man cat
  • he came to an abrupt stop and looked behind him, only to see you face flat on the ground
  • he felt bad actually… well, not really.
  • quietly hiding behind this lamp post, he watches you get up and heave out a sigh
  • showing that you’ve completely given up on the thought of going after him
  • since you literally scraped your knee and elbow 
  • you dragged your whole body into the convenience store 
  • and immediately bought a pack of some rubbing alcohol and some bandages to patch up those scrape
  • grabbing a strawberry milk on the go, you paid for the said items and went out of the convenience store
  • plopping the things that you’ve bought on the table prepped outside of the store
  • you were in pain to notice the pair of cat eyes staring at you in a distance
  • what is she doing???
  • when you finally got all those wounds patched up, you poked the straw onto your carton of strawberry milk 
  • and was about to take a sip when you saw in the corner of your eyes
  • the figure of that man cat 
  • slowly turning your head towards its(???) direction, you raised a brow and asked
  • you want some? *offers the milk towards him*”
  • the man cat kind of hesitates but then nods his head after giving it some thought
  • however, the man cat didn’t show any signs of going towards you nor leaving his spot in the first place
  • which resulted in you standing up from your seat and walking towards him with ease
  • here, drink up. *offers the strawberry milk to the man cat*”
  • “*looks up to you and just stares at you*”
  • “*sighs* it’s okay, i won’t bite or anything. *carefully grabs his hand and places the milk in his hand* i’m [y/n].”
  • “*looks down at the strawberry milk*”
  • “well… i guess… you won’t talk to me tho… but i hope you’ll enjoy that drink. bye, man cat or cat man.”
  • you just kind of walk away since you knew that he wouldn’t be giving you any response
  • and besides, it’s already getting late 
  • your whole walk back to your apartment was kind of depressing
  • why? 
  • because you kind of got your hopes up in befriending a cat
  • well, a man cat to be exact
  • just give it up, [y/n], at least you gave that man cat a drink right?”
  • you tried to cheer yourself up but just couldn’t…
  • since you somehow grew intrigued and curious about him
  • and who in the world would ever get the chance to meet a man with a cat tail in this time??? 
  • well, you did but you just messed it up—
  • “…wOaAHH there– you almost gave me a heart attack.”
  • the man cat somehow followed you and decided to appear right in front of you
  • and he was clearly sipping on the straw, enjoying the sweetness of the strawberry milk dancing through his taste buds
  • you couldn’t help but wonder why he was there
  • when in fact he didn’t even want to talk to you 
  • and he even RAN away when he saw you
  • i thought–”
  • “it’s finished… *hands you the empty carton of strawberry milk*”
  • “-____-…. ohkay….. that’s good….”
  • and with that, the man cat then leaves 
  • or so you thought
  • you decided to wrap up everything and go to sleep as soon as you got in your room
  • morning finally came and you stretched your aching limbs and greeted the sun with a frown
  • oh, it’s morning– wait… hOW DID YOU GET INTO MY ROOM?!”
  • the man cat was lying down on your bed, balled up with his huge tail tucked in somewhere in his body
  • his eyes slowly opened, his pupils getting dilated as the sun immediately meets his eyes
  • through your balcony..”
  • your head immediately turned to the right and saw your balcony door open
  • but why are you here?”
  • “i’m your new pet.”
  • “my new wHAT?!”
  • you don’t know what a pet is? *sigh* i thought i found a smart–”
  • “i know what ‘pet’ means but who are you to make such decision?”
  • “i am hyungwon and i am your pet- wait no, scratch that, i’m your new master and you’ll be my pet.”
  • knowing that you wouldn’t be able to retort to any of his answers, you decided to just let it be and go with the flow
  • and that is actually the reason how you’ve gotten so attached to hyungwon
  • ever since that day, hyungwon and you just clicked despite how opposite both of your personalities are
  • like for example
  • that one time when you finally got a week off from your work and knowing the person that you are
  • hyungwon has already ordered tons of takeouts 
  • by the minute you stepped foot in your apartment
  • and he used your card to pay for all of it
  • well, i have a good reason for buying all of these take outs.”
  • “go on.”
  • “we’ll be having a movie marathon to commemorate your week off.”
  • “you do have a point..”
  • “so, what are you waiting for, come on and get your butt here on the couch, wait no, i’ll be taking up all the couch, you get the floor.”
  • but let’s be real, that night was a blast despite your bank account crying from all the money that’s been used to pay for all the take outs
  • you didn’t have much of a problem in finishing a couple of the take outs since hyungwon already started munching on them before you even got home
  • and throughout the movie marathon, hyungwon already had your hands making up to his hair, making your pet him by running your fingers through his brown locks
  • or
  • when you felt him crawl up to your bed and squeeze himself beside you since you’re his favorite person (such a miracle) 
  • well, it has been like that always, he’d always take up all the space when it’s already time to sleep
  • but anyways, enough with this examples examples
  • back to reality!!!
  • finally, you’ve gotten a promotion and that promotion gave you the chance to finally have the time to spend more time with hyungwon
  • whenever you had work during the day, 
  • you’d either be gone before hyungwon wakes up 
  • or be home really late, only to have a couple of minutes to have some catching up with hyungwon
  • guess what hyungwon, i’ve got a promotion–”
  • *ding dong!*
  • “oh? who might that be?”
  • “that’s weird, you rarely get any visitors– *ears perks up when he hears a small mewl from the hallway*”
  • “minhyuk! come in, come in and who might this be?”
  • “this is chim chim, jooheon’s kitten.”
  • “my, isn’t she a beauty? but why do you even have jooheon’s kitten?”
  • well– omo, you have a guy living with you?”
  • minhyuk comes to an abrupt stop and sees hyungwon glaring at him
  • but then minhyuk didn’t seem to notice the glares that hyungwon was shooting at him
  • nor did he notice hyungwon’s tails
  • nor his beautiful cat like eyes and maybe the cute fangs
  • oh, minhyuk, i want you to meet hyungwon my p–”
  • “boyfriend.”
  • “what?!/really?”
  • “hyungwon *stands up and offers minhyuk a hand* nice to meet you.”
  • ohohoho, nice to meet you too. *shakes hyungwon’s hand*”
  • “he’s not my boy–”
  • “there’s no need in denying, [y/n], ahihihi. anyways, i was just passing by to give you this cactus to congratulate you on your promotion.”
  • and with that, minhyuk left with a big goofy smile on his face since he has some juicy story to tell the boys
  • but then you’re left with hyungwon, who is currently sulking
  • since his favorite hooman never told him about a boy named lE3 m1nhYuk
  • what was that for, hyungwon?”
  • “*ignores you*”
  • and that’s the start of your first fight with your man cat
  • geez, now you’re the one who’s ignoring me??? ?aFt3r $p0ut1nG oUt lIE$?!?!?!”
  • “*continues to ignore you and goes to the corner of the couch, curled up with his head resting on the arm rest while staring at the view outside*”
  • “Wow, just wow, you’re being so immature right now Hyungwon”
  • “*still ignoring you*”
  • “You know what, if that’s what you want then fine! God, why did I even try and bother telling you that I’ll be having more time to spend with you after getting this promotion. *walks off towards the kitchen to grab some drink to calm your nerves*”
  • and that’s when hyungwon realized that he messed up
  • but being the cat that he is, he was torn between his pride and guilt
  • “that good for nothing ca– WOAH THERE!”
  • looking down at your foot was hyungwon wrapping his long limbs around your feet with a pout
  • what do you want?”
  • “i’m sdjsldjsijfsihsorrysdkldjfslkjfdslj….”
  • “what?”
  • “i’m…sslkjfsdlkfjs sorrry sjrfsfskldfs…..”
  • “hyungwon, if you keep on eating your words—”
  • “i’m sorry, okay??? i’m sorry for acting like this.’“
  • “why?”
  • “because….”
  • “because???”
  • before you knew it, you’ve been shut up by hyungwon
  • by abruptly standing up
  • and pressing his pUmp liP$ on yours!!!!!!!
  • but before you could even react, you’re more stunned to hear his response
  • because my favorite human never told me about some guys named l3E m1NhyUk.”
  • facepalm.
  • that’s it??????
  • like really?!?!?1
  • so you’re telling me that you’re jealous…. and that you kissed me because???????”
  • “b-because….. *mutters under his breath* i like you….”
  • even though it’s weird to hear a confession from a man cat
  • it made your heart flutter
  • flutter like a bootiful butterfly
  • and that’s how….
  • the two of you
  • started loving each other
  • but despite all of this, hyungwon is still the man cat that you’ve found way back in the streets
  • but his affection level went up by 0.000001%
  • since he’s still a sassy little hybrid man cat
  • that still gave you those headaches
  • and sweet little flutters

I’m only posting this because my love @frostbittemyheart wanted it.

I know this is probably like idk my 4th time re posting this.

My infamous Mark smut that @aireyelle enjoyed so much LMFAO. 

Disclaimer:It’s smut. If you dont like smut. Dont read it. And shut the fuck up because no one cares at this point LMAO. 

“Liquor and Sex”

You X Mark Tuan (GOT7)

Rated M

One Shot

You hated parties but your friend already talked you into going for the alcohol. It was bad enough it was someone from high school. Mark. Aka Fuck Boy. You didn’t want to be near him but your friend was into his friend Jackson.  You didn’t listen to the whole story. Your friend talked about how she bumped into them at the mall last week and she was so set on banging Jackson before he went back to Hong Kong.  

Mark was the typical popular guy in school that everyone wanted or wanted to be. He had the nickname Fuck Boy for that reason. He was so fucking cocky just because he was a little cute. He was more than cute. But you wouldn’t let him know that. You would be damned.

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