if anything he did the right thing by stepping up

“Forbidden” Dean Winchester x Reader

Word Count: 2,858

Dean Winchester x Reader

Request from Anon: Could you do a Witch!reader x Dean where they always flirt and eventually sleep together, but then the reader discovers she is pregnant? So she tries to escape during the night (because she knows her child will be born with magic and thinks Dean will hate/hunt them) and when Dean notices she’s missing, he goes looking for her?

Warnings: Implied smut, swearing, fluff

Originally posted by holy-fucking-damn-shit

Dean stood there, watching you flip through your spell book as you tried to find a specific spell that would help them on their hunt. They had called you a few days ago, asking for some help in trying to figure out if what they were hunting was a witch.

They call you their “good witch”, as you always helped them with whatever they needed, but that didn’t fool you. You were still a witch, and they still hated your kind. Not that you have an option since you were born with it, but most hunters don’t care about that. You felt like Sam and Dean only kept you alive because they needed you.

“What did you say the victims were experiencing? Carvings in their chest?” You asked, not taking your eyes off of the book because you knew Dean was staring at you. You didn’t mind, not really- he is a very attractive man. There had always been sexual tension between the two of you, but nobody acted on anything. The two of you knew that you couldn’t take things that far. You were a witch.

“Uh, yeah. Carvings.” He was snapped into reality by your voice, shaking his head.

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I hate that when I tell people I am a Christian they assume that I am this bible bashing preacher who hates everyone who isn’t a Christian.

Christians have such a bad reputation and I just want you all to know that I’m seriously not like how some people portray Christians.

I don’t hate LGBT+ or the community
I don’t hate sex workers
I don’t hate feminist/feminism
I don’t hate people who have had abortions
I don’t hate the equal rights movement or the black lives matter movement.
I’m not a raging conservative or Trump lover (in fact I despise him but that’s for another time).
I don’t hate non-Christians or people of other faiths or beliefs.

Honestly, the only people I don’t like are rapists, abusers, murderers, ignorant, etc. like you’d have to do something terrible for me not to like you.

I believe that Jesus came for ALL people. And he loves ALL people.
I’m not going to try to push Christianity on you.

I believe that the church needs to step up its game and, on behalf of Christianity, I sincerely apologize for anything the church has done to hurt you.

I hope that I have never come across as judgmental, hateful, or rude. And if I did please tell me so I can make things right and apologize

Again, I apologize for how Christians have been acting and I hope that you can come to me knowing that I am not going to judge you or hate you. I am a Christian and i believe in love for ALL people. ❤️❤️❤️ my blog is a safe place for everyone.

[PART 2] When you are best friends with Rocky and you two like to do a lot of skinship

Thank you so much for requesting ^^ I might have done this even if no one requested it but I’m glad you did! I hope this is enjoyable and please tell me what you think about it~ ^^

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i’m sorry i made you wait this long! >< i really wanted to post this earlier but never actually did, I’M SO SORRY SWEETIE 

Words: 1902

Fluff with slight angst i guess, it’s light but it’s there y’all

Requested by anon ♥

Originally posted by asterocky

A pair of arms wrapped around your waist from behind, making you flinch a little.

“Oh,” Minhyuk let go immediately after you flinched. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.”

“It’s okay,” you said, trying to keep your voice stable. Your heart was beating fast and you turned back to look at the noodles that were boiling in the pot that was on the stove.

“Looks good,” he beamed, looking at the noodles. “You always make the best noodles _____.”

You glanced at him and smiled a little. “Thanks.”

“Is food ready yet?” Myungjun asked from the living room of the dorm, that was also ASTRO’s dining area due to lack of space and you could see into the kitchen from the living room.

“Just a few minutes,” you told him, stirring the noodles in the pot.

The members took out plates, cutlery, and glasses and took them into the living room. They laid them all on the small table there and came back into the kitchen to get drinks.

“What do you want to drink _____?” Jinwoo asked, holding the fridge’s door open.

You turned to look at him. “Just water tha-“ you stopped mid-sentence when you felt immense pain in your hand. You turned around and pulled your hand away from the hot stove with a frown. “Ouch,” you hissed at the pain and moved to the sink straight away.

“Are you okay?” Jinwoo asked immediately, hurrying over to you. You opened the faucet and held your hand under the cold water. “Were you badly burnt?” he asked, standing next to you while looking at your hand.

“I don’t know,” you felt your hand shake a little under the icy water. “But it did hurt a lot.”

“What’s going on?” Minhyuk came into the kitchen and was confused when he saw you two standing side by side at the sink.

“_____ burnt herself,” Jinwoo told him, making Minhyuk hurry over at the speed of light.

“What? What happened?” he asked and you felt him put his hand on your back gently.

Normally you wouldn’t have noticed small things like that. Now you did, however. You had been paying attention to the amount of skinship Minhyuk did with you for a few weeks already. Before that, you had never thought much about it but the thought of him maybe having feelings for you made you see the skinship in a new light. Now the skinship felt weird and it made your heart flutter so much that you felt like you would pass out.  

“Should we go to the hospital?” Dongmin asked after all the members had gathered in the kitchen.

“It’s not that bad,” you said. “It’s just a small one. I know how to treat it.”


“I’m fine, really,” you cut Bin off. “It doesn’t look bad and it’ll be fine if I keep a clean bandage over it or something.”

The members were worried but didn’t want to force you to go to the hospital, so you just stayed in the dorm and ate the noodles that were now a little overcooked.

There was a knock on the door. “_____?” Minhyuk’s voice called your name and he opened the door a little to peek in.

“Hmm?” you hummed, sitting on his bed. “What is it?” you asked and put your phone down.

“Are you really okay?” he asked and came in, closing the door behind him. He came to sit down next to you.

“Yeah,” you smiled.

“Does it hurt?” he asked and grabbed your hand gently, making sure he wouldn’t touch the burn.

“It does,” you admitted. “But I’ve had worse pain so this doesn’t feel too bad. I’ll be okay.”

He leaned closer and rested his forehead on your shoulder, leaning on you. “I’m glad you’re okay,” he said quietly.

You felt your heart beat fast and you were getting nervous. He noticed you fidgeting a little.

“What’s wrong?” he straightened up and looked at you.

“Nothing,” you lied with a small smile.

“You suck at lying,” he gave you a look. “Besides, you have been avoiding my touch for the past week or so which is totally not normal for you.”

“It’s nothing, really,” you didn’t want to have this conversation with him.

“We are best friends, we should be able to tell everything to each other, right?”

“It’s nothing, please Minhyuk,” you looked at him. “I don’t want to talk about this.”

He was quiet for a moment. “Did…” he paused for a bit as if he was afraid to ask what he was about to ask.


“Did something happen?” he looked worried.

“What do you mean?” you asked, confused.

“Did someone… do something to you?” he asked, looking more and more worried.

“No!” you shook your head immediately. “No, no, no. Nothing like that happened. I’m fine, everything is okay.”

He looked at you for a bit. “Are you sure?”

“Don’t worry about me,” you said.

“I can’t just not worry about you,” he argued.

“Please, just forget about it.”

“Why are you so uncomfortable around me these days?” he asked.

“Minhyuk I don’t want to talk about it,” you hoped he would just drop it.

“Why? Did I do something? Are you dating someone?” he blurted out without even thinking.

“No, you didn’t do anything and I’m not dating,” you sighed. “I just simply don’t want to talk about it.”

“I really don’t understand you,” he said. “You used to like hanging out with me.”

“Please, just shut up,” you were getting annoyed.

“Excuse me?”

“Just shut up!” you exploded. “I don’t want to talk with you about this!”

He was dumbfounded by the sudden change in your behavior. You buried your face in your hands and let out a frustrated sigh. “I’m sorry.”

“I’ll let you cool down for a bit,” he left the room without looking back.

You walked into the living room where the members were after being in the room for some time, trying to clear your thoughts. You didn’t see Minhyuk.

“Where did Minhyuk go?” you asked them.

“He left to go practice,” Bin said.

“Oh…” you looked at the clock, which said 4:56 pm. “It’s his day off, though… Do you think he would mind me dropping by?”

“Of course he wouldn’t,” they replied.

You left the dorm and walked to the practice room that was quite close to the dorm. You got in using the password the boys had given you. After you got in, you walked to the end of the hallway and opened the practice room’s door a little. Minhyuk was sitting against the mirrored wall, his face buried in his hands and his elbows resting on his knees.

You stepped in and closed the door behind you. He lifted his face. “You came?” he asked.

You just nodded and walked over to him. After hesitating for a bit, you sat down right next to him and leaned on him like he usually did to you. He stayed silent.

“I’m sorry for saying those things back at the dorm,” you apologized with a quiet voice. “I felt uncomfortable talking about why I haven’t been… myself around you lately.”

He didn’t say anything and just stared at his hands.

“I’ve been thinking. About all the skinship between us two.”

You straightened up and turned a little to face him. He turned his head to look at you. You took a breath before leaning closer to him and pecking his lips quickly. It took him completely off-guard and he stared at you, surprised after you pulled away. You looked away, feeling shy.

“Lately I’ve…. I’ve been thinking, maybe there’s something behind all the skinship. Like… feelings?”

He looked at you quietly, still surprised by your kiss.

“That’s why I’ve been acting weirdly lately. The skinship started feeling very different after I had the thought “maybe he likes me”.”

There was a silence. “But I mean, if you don’t like me, it’s okay, I’d rather be friends with someone I like than break ties with someone who doesn’t like me back,” you said.

“I do like you,” he said. “A lot.”

You turned your head. “As a friend?”

“No,” he shook his head. “I really do like you.”

Again, a silence. You just looked at each other, unsure how to react. You felt happy so a smile appeared on your lips.

“That’s great,” you whispered.

He chuckled a little. “You seem relieved.”

“Why wouldn’t I be? Do you know how scared I was? I kept thinking ‘what if he rejects me and our friendship is over?’ and that really freaked me out.”

“You value our friendship that much?” he asked, tilting his head a little.

“Don’t you?”

He smiled widely. “Of course I do. You’re my best friend. I would never let you go.”

“So… are we a couple now?” you asked hesitantly.

He hummed, thinking about it. “If you don’t mind keeping it a secret from others.”

“How about the other members?”

“Oh, please,” he let out a laugh. “They’ve been suspecting us since day one. I think we should tell them but it’s probably not going to make much of a difference.”

You chuckled. “Yeah, I guess so.”

He smiled, looking at you. Then he leaned on you and placed his head on your shoulder.

“I’m really glad you came to hang out with us today.”

“Me too,” you said and looked at your hand. “I just wish this hadn’t happened,” you lifted your hand a little. “Do you think it’s going to leave a scar?”

“I don’t really know much about burns but even if it does scar, I don’t care. I’ll love you anyway.”

“Ugh,” you nudged him playfully. “I know we just confessed our feelings and all but please keep your cheesiness to yourself.”

“No way,” he laughed and nudged you back. “Cheesy comments are the best when shared with someone.”

“Then find someone else to say them to,” you said. “I really hate things like that,” you tried to get up but he clung onto you. “Yah, let go.”

“Never,” he smiled and eventually you two fell over to the floor, both laughing.

You sat up, still laughing. “Hey,” he said and you turned your head to look at him. He was very close to your face when you turned your head which surprised you a bit. You closed your eyes, expecting a kiss.

“No more kissing please!” a voice made Minhyuk pull away from you before he could kiss you. You both looked at the doorway where Sanha was standing, the rest of the members behind him.

“What are you doing here?” Minhyuk asked, a little annoyed.

“That’s not important,” Sanha left the question unanswered. “What’s important here is that I was right all along! You two are dating!”

“We became a couple like five minutes ago Sanha,” Minhyuk pointed out.

“That doesn’t change anything!” he said, his voice cracking, which made you chuckle since you found it cute.

“Congrats!” Dongmin congratulated you two behind Sanha.

The others entered the room and you started talking about things and joking around like you usually did and it didn’t take long before the room was filled with laughter. The only thing that was different from a few weeks ago was that this time, instead of a friend, the one sitting next to you was your boyfriend.

Yoongi Scenario: Heartstrings - Part 2.

Request: Hello! I want to request a Yoongi angst scenario in which you are a couple, but you feel neglected because he’s always working so you have a really big fight? You want to be together but Yoongi thinks he’s not enough. Thank you <3

Genre: Romance / Drama.

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It had a been two months since that time at the dorm, and even if Yoongi refused to talk about it all the boys knew, all of them were worried and all of them were well aware that their friend was having a hard time.

Yours had been a relationship that had done good things for Yoongi, he had become healthier and in more ways that could be explained, happier. The people around him, specially his six friends who lived with him could tell how not having you in his life was making him change into something else entirely.  

The usual skinny Yoongi was now close to the bone, he was working his hardest, so much it was sometimes painful to see, they went touring for a month in which everyone was so stressed the boys didn’t actually have the time to inquire about how he was coping with the breakup, and yes, everyone had the initial thought that said breakup wouldn’t last, that it was just another fight and you were going to get back together and things will be normal again. But as another month went by they realized they were wrong.

Yoongi scowled and glared when the subject what brought upon even if it was just superficially, but as they continued to witness how their friend continued to consume himself in body and mind more and more they knew they had to do something.

At first they all agreed it was Jimin who had to go and try to make Yoongi if not talk, be a bit more open about what was happening to him, at least so he could know he wasn’t alone. So Jimin went to Yoongi’s room when Jin wasn’t around, the younger boy sat beside him and tried in his own way to tell Yoongi he counted with them and they were worried, but Jimin’s soft words received a death glare and silence, when he tried to insist Yoongi bit his head off saying he was perfectly fine and didn’t need anything, that if they had so much free time to worry about him they might as well put themselves to work and then threw him out of his room. 

It had been something harsh and rude even for Yoongi, the six of them tried not to get angry at him and just understand but it was hard when Yoongi was behaving like an asshole all the time. It was like he didn’t care anything aside from work anymore, not even about them.

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Chapter Six

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Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader | Word Count: 2278
Warnings: Angst out the wazoo, swearing, Garry being a shit

Song: Can you hear me? by Fleurie

A few days later you were ready to scream, or cry, or shoot someone, you weren’t quite sure which.

Bucky still watched you, the frown a permanent addition to his face. It was disconcerting as hell being scrutinized like that, but he did as asked and kept his distance.

Clint had left in the middle of the night the same day you’d had your blow up with Sam and Bucky, Tony informing everyone of a family emergency. Nothing major, just Laura had caught one of the kid’s colds and was down for the count.

You couldn’t blame him for leaving, but even he’d been far more tight lipped than usual, showing his disapproval of your choice of mentorship with his silence. It would have been nice to clear the air and say goodbye, but it was too late now. It would have been nice to talk to him about some of the shit going down around you.

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Unconditional (Underfell shortfic)

This was inspired by @maxladcomics and their amazing Undertale AU comics!! (so far Drink is my fav; the newest update is awesome!!!)

“WHERE DID THAT PATHETIC LAZYBONES GO TO THIS TIME?” the tall, red and black, seemingly pissed off skeleton known as Edge said to himself. He was looking for his brother; the short, red-eyed skeleton known as Red. Edge had looked just about anywhere he thought he’d find his lazy brother, but to no avail. When he’d asked the other skeletons, they all told him his brother was on the couch with Tale Pap. When Edge looked, there he was; his gold-toothed brother on the couch, talking to the classic Papyrus like the others had said. In all honestly, Edge did feel kind of dumb, but they weren’t there when he’d looked the first time, so it wasn’t really his fault. He could hear that the two inside were having a conversation; and thinking it would be funny, Edge decided to stand by an open window to listen to it.

“so this dude walks into a bar..” Red started a joke. “OH NO, NOT ONE OF THESE JOKES.” Classic Pap interrupted him. “no no, this one’s good!” Red exclaimed. “…OH ALRIGHT.” Classic Paps responded. “ok, so, this dude walks into a bar with a slab of cement under his arm. he walks up and says to the bartender ‘i’d like a drink, and one for the road!’“ Red finished his joke, smiling when his bro’s classic version actually laughed a bit. “OKAY, THAT WAS ACTUALLY KIND OF FUNNY.” the classic admitted. Red laughed. “boss would kill me for making a joke like that.” he said. Classic Pap’s smile faded as a silence emerged between the two.

“WOULD HE REALLY?” Classic Pap asked, a saddened expression on his face. Red recognized the worry in his voice.

“no, no, ‘course not!” he assured him. “i mean, boss gives me a lot of shit, but he would never kill me.” he said.

Another silence emerged. Once again it was broken by Classic Pap.

“WHY DOES HE TREAT YOU THAT WAY?” he asked. “i dunno.” Red responded. “he used to be a lot like you when he was younger. then after he became co-captain of the royal guard, his personality completely changed.” he continued. “i ain’t gonna lie, i do miss the old boss.” he finished. “WHY DON’T YOU TELL HIM HOW YOU FEEL?” Classic Pap asked him. “he doesn’t listen.” Red responded.

“but…” Red said suddenly.

“BUT WHAT?” Classic Pap asked.

“…despite everything he’s done…everything he said…..despite the fact that he changed and that he may hate me….”

Both Papyruses listened closely.

“despite all of that, he’s my brother, and I still love him.” Red said.

Classic Pap smiled. Edge, on the other hand, was shocked.

Red was right about him always giving him shit and that he changed….

..but the one thing he was wrong about was Edge hating him.

Edge only wanted to make his brother stronger. He really did care for him. Upon hearing those words, Edge actually teared up. Never had he ever heard his brother say anything like that.

Edge walked away from the window before they could hear him cry. He sat on the front steps and cried silently for a bit before Red came out.

“hey boss.”

Edge sighed.


“i heard you walk away from the window.”








“of course, bro.”

Red pulled his little brother into a hug.

“if there’s something you should know, it’s that brotherly love is unconditional. no matter what universe.”

Edge sniffled and laughed a little.


anonymous asked:

I don't know if I'm late for the drabble game but I have been thinking about this for a while. Can you please do a Taehyung's POV from Zaddy 3, that part when he's coming to see her, and the whole fight? That part when she's scared of him, the whole almost- slapping thing it's one of my fav parts, you're genius. ❤ I hope I'm not late for the party, but don't feel pressured or anything.. 😇

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a malec one shot

These promo pics for 2x08 gave me some inspiration so I wrote a quick one shot (my first Malec one shot lol) I hope you guys enjoy it anyway 

“Magnus?” came a little voice from behind as Magnus was just about to have a drink with Alec who smiled at him with a beautiful honest grin on his face.

A bit startled Magnus gracefully turned around to look down into Max’ face who was accompanied by his mother. Maryse had her hands on Max’ shoulders looking from him to Alec and to Magnus.

“Max!” Magnus said in excitement. “How do you feel about your first rune? I am sure you will be an amazing shadowhunter just like your brother.” Alec’s lips curled into a grin while he looked at Magnus who winked at him at this. It was their first appearance as a couple and he felt comfortable and proud.

“I sure hope so” Max beamed. “I also got you something…” he said as he showed Magnus what he was holding in his hands which he was hiding behind his back. It was a bottle of liquor which either Alec or Maryse had obviously bought that had a cute yellow bow on it.

“Just to thank you for throwing me this party” he added.

Magnus smiled in honor and bowed down so he was level with Max. He put a hand on his shoulder as he received the bottle from Max.

“You know,” he began “ that is really nice of you but you don’t have to thank me. I have to thank you you let me part of this great moment of yours! I am totally honored,actually.” Out of the corner of his eyes he could see how Alec was still proudly looking at him. Maryse,still standing behind her youngest, cleared her throat.

“Magnus, can I… can I have a quick word with you? Privately?” She glanced nervously from him to her older son who,too, suddenly stiffened and had a confused but nervous look on his face.

“Sure,Maryse” Magnus just answered handing Alec the bottle he had just gotten and slightly playfully rolling his eyes at him as he followed Maryse into a nearby room to assure him he doesn’t have to worry about what was about to come which eased Alec a bit. His gaze  followed them until he saw the door of the room they entered in closing in it’s lock.


For a moment neither Magnus nor Maryse spoke a word. In the weirdness of this silent situation Magnus turned one of his rings around his finger.

“So, I think you didn’t order me in here just to admire my wallpapers,which by the way were a gift from Madonna in exchange for a warlock thing I did for her.”

Maryse closed her eyes and took a deep breath before she sternly looked at him saying “Magnus!” She crossed her arms in front of her chest. For a second she seemed to look for the right words before she said something that got Magnus completely off guard.

“Thank you,Magnus!”

Confused he took a step closer to her. “Oh,that is just a little party,nothing to thank me for. Like I just told Max, I am honored to do this.”

But before he could say anything else, Maryse interrupted him by holding up her hand. “No,that is not what I mean right now.” Again, she took a deep breath.

“I meant to thank you for being there for Alec.”

As the words left her mouth, her face and her posture got less stiff. Magnus,still being a little confused,looked at her.

He felt himself being lost for words which didn’t happen often. He knew Alec’s mother didn’t like him at all ever since Alec had kissed him on his wedding in front of the entire institute and the clave. This was just not what she had in mind for her son,since being her oldest son he was in charge for saving the family’s name in the shadowhunter world.

“Maryse, I…I ..” he began but he was soon being interrupted by her again.

“You know I don’t approve of my son being with a warlock,” her look was again very stern as she looked Magnus directly into his eyes. “But I approve you as a person.”

Magnus still didn’t know what to say, he couldn’t get around why Maryse changed her mind all of a sudden, not that he would have minded if she hadn’t.

“I see how Alec has changed and how good you are for him. You make him smile and that is saying something about you” she said as her stern face slowly turned into a light grin and Magnus knew that she was being honest. He felt his eyes getting watery which hadn’t happen in a very long time as well.

“Alec would blow the very spot he is standing on to make something right” she continued and Magnus smiled because those were the words he had,too, said to Alec a while ago.

“So you mean a lot to him and that means a lot to me again.”

“Maryse, I know I can’t change who I am” Magnus finally said “But I will try and give my best in any way possible because your son means a lot to me and I haven’t felt like this in a while.”

A little smile was forming on Maryse’s face as she heard these words coming from Magnus.

“He deserves to be happy” she whispered.

“Yes, he does” Magnus replied with a similar smile plastered on his face.

Maryse nodded in approval before she put her hands on Magnus’ shoulders to lead him back out to join the party again.

As he saw his mother and his boyfriend smiling as they entered the group of partying people again, Alec was even more confused. Confused but at ease all of a sudden.

Magnus was approaching him again,grabbing his hips and greeting him with a passionate kiss which Alec happily replied. As he looked over Magnus’ shoulders, he saw his mother,engaged in conversation with some other party guests, looking over to his them and nodding in approval with a grin on her face.

And it was that moment right there that Alec realised how immensely lucky he was and how much he loved the high warlock of Brooklyn. His high warlock of Brooklyn.

Spirit in the House - Chap 1/10

Modern!AU Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Reader is in a coma after a car accident. Bucky moves into your apartment and find your spirit still hanging around. (Based on Just like Heaven)

Word Count: 1;499

Warnings: Car Accident, Coma, Drinking, Depression, Language (but I swear it’s basically fluff)

A/N: I am SO excited for this new series, you have no idea. This is a big thank you for 1k and Lord knows I’m grateful for all of you. I love you guys, don’t think I’ve taken you for granted. Hope you’ll like this one my lovelies ♥

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You were walking fast through the little park in front of your best friend’s house. It was pitch black and you were already an hour late. The park was exceptionally quiet, nobody was out. When your phone chimed, you slowed down a little as you fumbled through your purse to pull it out.

“Where are you?” Your best friend urged.

“Peggy, I’m so sorry. Work was crazy, but I’m in the park.”

You looked up and saw her standing at her kitchen window, her eyes roamed over the dimly lit street to find you. You waved and told her to look straight ahead. She waved back, although her lips turned into an upset pout.

“You could have called.”

“Thought I was going to bail on you, didn’t ya?”

“Well, yeah.” She admitted.

You watched as the corners of her lips curled upward. She kept her eyes on you as you crossed the street to her house.

“Just hurry up, everyone’s starving.”

You snorted, glancing furtively around to make sure there was no car. You opened your mouth to retort when the screech of tyres made your head snap up.

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Why Her? (Part 12)

Prompt: You’re in love with Chris Evans…but your best friend is dating him

Warning: language, adult content-ish? Jealousy, drama-rama

Word count: 786

Note: This is for one of my bestest friends. I hope she enjoys it! @amarvelouswritings This will feature Sebastian Stan and OFC Lexi. This is a drabble/short chapter series. Beta’d by the perfect @like-a-bag-of-potatoes

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You texted Chris Saturday morning to meet for brunch. He declined at first, which hurt, but it was highly expected. You were persistent though, determined to set things right. So when you said it was imperative, he finally agreed to meet you. At least it was a step in the right direction.

You met a small breakfast place and as soon as he saw you, your heart sank. He didn’t greet you with a hug or smile or anything. His face was like it was chiseled from cold stone.

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Auston Matthews #3 - Tall

Anon asked: since youre also a certified tall person, can you write one abt being tall (like around 6 ft)? matthews preferably. Thank you so much and i love your stuff!!!!

So I guess just a disclaimer of sorts - I do not know the heights of any of the Maple Leafs SOs, for the purpose of this story I am just imagining they are all around 5′7″ or below so there is an apparent height difference. The general plot of this imagine was taken from an personal event in which I was the only girl in a photo in the line of boys. I have gotten much more chill about my height as I have gotten older. Anon I hope you enjoy this! 

Growing up you had always been the tallest in your class, that included out of the boys. It wasn’t so much of an issue when you were in elementary school, it was actually beneficial in some aspects. You were picked first often when everyone was playing sports because your longer legs made you faster than the others. Middle school was a rough patch because that was the time when boys and girls were starting to like each other and no boy liked being the short one in the relationship. High school is when it started to even out again; boys hit their growth spurts and you were no longer the tallest. You learned to use your height to your advantage and when playing sports, it made you almost unbeatable.  

Your boyfriend Auston had three inches on you, so on a normal day all was right in the world. It wasn’t until after he was drafted and invited to yet another fancy charity gala that your insecurities made a reappearance. He needed a new suit and you needed a new dress so to make the whole shopping process more bearable you decided to go together. You tried on dress after dress and none of them sat right on your frame. Either the waist rode too high or the skirt wasn’t long enough and soon you grew frustrated.

The one you were wearing was shorter than you would have even thought to try on but Auston had picked it out so you tried it on anyway. It was supposed to hit just above your knee but instead stopped mid-thigh. There was no way you could sit in this dress without it riding all the way up your leg. You emerged from the dressing room to be met with wolf whistles from your boyfriend.

“Auston I can’t so much as turn without feeling like everything is going to be on display.”

“Well I like it,” he said a little too quickly.

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anonymous asked:

Oh, what about the NDRV3 guys revealing themselves as the Mastermind to a horrified S/O? Please and thank you!

Sure thing Anon :P I am a fan of mastermind AUs :3 Let Spam Saturday begin! (Even though it’s currently 3AM)

This turned somewhat darker than I originally thought >_>

NDRV3 Boys revealing themselves as the mastermind

Shuuichi Saihara:

- “We’re nearly there Saihara - kun! I’m sure we’ll be able to find the mastermind soon!”

- “Mm…”

- “Tell me, S/O - san/kun, what will you do when you find out who they are?”

- “Punish them of course! Our friends… Betrayed and died because of them!”

- He smiles at you, his eyes becoming somewhat dark

- He grabs your hand and takes you to the nearest corridor before pushing you against a wall

- You let out a cough and give him a somewhat confused look, he’s never been forceful before

- “It’s me.”

- “H-Huh?”

- There was no point in asking, you understood perfectly well what he meant

- “Why?”

- He just begins laughing at that point, his grip on you becoming tighter

- “Ahhh… The look of despair on everyone’s faces is… Euphoric! But don’t worry S/O - san/kun, I saved the best for last”

- The last thing you remember seeing is his wicked smile and a knife coming straight for your neck

Kaito Momota:

- You were all in the courtroom arguing back and forth between who the culprit is

- “No! Everyone please listen, the killer in this case wasn’t just a killer, I think it was the mastermind!”

- All eyes turn to you then

- “Oh? And what makes you think that”

- You turn to look at Momota, his question just now… It was somewhat odd

- “Think about it Momota - kun! The whole crime scene was just too… Clean! Only the mastermind could’ve-”

- “Who is it then?”

- You look at him, concern in your eyes

- “I…”

- “Enlighten everyone”

- You clench your fists and feel yourself beginning to shake

- “N-No”

- You fall to your knees, how could this happen? He was so kind, so helpful

- You stay there for a while, feeling purple eyes staring at you with an enormous grin


- You should’ve suspected it to be honest

- Afterall, he was a robot

- “Y-You’re the mastermind?!”

- “Correct.”

- “B-But, all the times we spent together-”

- “Programming.”

- “All the memories we made…”

- “False.”

- “You telling me you love me”

- “Lies, I do not feel emotions.”

- You’re angry

- Really angry

- You’re not really sure what happened next, it was all a blur

- But the next thing you knew, you were holding several parts in your hand; wires, metal and something that resembled an eye

- You instantly drop them and look at your hands

- They’re bleeding

Rantaro Amami:

- You were not expecting this

- Why? Why is he the mastermind?!

- “Did you…”

- You divert your gaze to the floor as you take several steps back

- “Did I what?”

- “Did you enjoy watching our friends die?”

- Your voice is cold, a hint of anger and disappointment present

- “Huh? Friends? Wait… Do you actually believe they were my friends?”

- He closes the distance between you and places a finger under your chin causing you to look up at his green eyes

-  Are they… Swirling?

- “Make no mistake dear S/O - san/kun, I picked you seeing as you’d make this game the most interesting”

- His hand slides to your neck and you feel it tighten

- He smirks before leaning close to your ear

- “You’ll make a splendid example to the rest” he whispers

- Before you can react he uses his other hand to cover your mouth as he squeezes around your neck more

Kokichi Ouma:

- “You’re lying”

- The leader smirks at you

- “Am I? Do you have any proof?”

- “You always lie!”

- “Oh S/O - chan… So naive. Don’t you see how handy my lying is in this situation?”

- You try and find something that could prove him wrong

- … But nothing comes to mind

- “Although I do say, I admire you for making it this far. How about we make a deal?”

- “A deal? What could you possibly want from me?”

- “To sum it up, cooperation.”

- He extends his hand towards you

- “Join me. If you do, nothing will happen to you. If you don’t… Well let’s just say you and your ‘friends’ will get to experience something together”

- You divert your gaze to his hand

- Kill, or be killed with everyone else. What kind of choice is that?

- You close your eyes and bite your lip before placing your hand on top of his

- “Nishishi~” 

Gonta Gokuhara:

- He just straight up admits it to you

- “Make no mistake! Gonta really is the mastermind!”

- Even though his voice sounds as cheerful as ever, it has a somewhat dark twist to it

- “You set this whole thing up? You want us all to kill one another?”

- He nods

- “How could you?”

- “Ah! You think this is cruel or heartless right? No not at all! Gonta did research afterall!”

- A dark shadow falls over his face as he diverts his gaze to you

- “Everyone in here, shares something. It’s not anything like dreams or talents, Gonta doesn’t care about things like that”

- He takes a step closer

- “No… What everyone shares here is a lot worse”

- He places both of his hands on your shoulders and brings his face close to yours

- “Everyone in here, hates insects.”

- You know he can see the fear in your face but it doesn’t seem to affect him at all

- “Gonta is simply ridding the world of bad people.”

Korekiyo Shinguji:

- You knew something was wrong the second you stepped into his room

- “What did you want to talk about, Shinguji - kun?”

- You stay by the door, your hand hovering above the door handle

- “Why are you so far S/O - san/kun? Do come in closer”

- This is somewhat concerning… His back is turned to you so how can he possibly-

- “Oh and don’t forget to smile at the camera”

- You quickly walk over to him and peer over his shoulder

- There, on his lap is a small monitor showing all the camera footage around the school

- “Y-You’re…”

- “I am.”

- You turn on your heel ready to sprint for the door but before you can reach it, you’re tackled to the floor

- You scream, call for help but he just laughs

- “Kukukuku, how silly of you. Did you forget?”

- He shifts and pulls his mask down, he then moves his lips next to your ear

- “The rooms are soundproof. Scream all you like, no one will save you now~”

- You try your best to escape, but you realise that you walked right into a trap

- Your body is discovered the next day hanging by ropes in the gym

Ryoma Hoshi:

- You don’t remember what happened

- You were just enjoy some lunch with Hoshi before your world started fading to black

- When you open your eyes, you realise you’re in some sort of dimly lit room

- You try to move, but are unable to do so as you’re bound to a chair

- After a while, you hear something like a ball bouncing up and down

- “You’re awake.”

- You recognise this voice, and a wave of relief washes over you

- “Hoshi - kun? What’s going on? Help me please!”

- “Help you? With what?”

- “Eh? Well I’m kinda, immobilised here! Stop playing games”

- He lets out a chuckle before stepping close enough for you to see him

- “Hoshi - kun… You have something on your face…”

- He smirks before turning away from you

- “Hey, S/O, you love me right?”

- “Huh? Why the sudden question?… Yes, I do b-”

- “How foolish.”

- Huh

- Hoshi claps three times and the lights slowly flicker back on

- You blink rapidly, your eyes trying to adjust but… You really wish they didn’t

- Around you, sitting in exactly the same position as you are your classmates

- They’re not moving, and you can see blood dripping from their lifeless bodies

- Hoshi turns back to you, metal balls resting in his hands

- You can’t stop the tears falling from your eyes, you feel so betrayed

Making Rainbows

I’m crying, friends. I don’t know anymore. Take this thing with a lame title. I’m sleepy and it’s almost 4AM so I’m going to fix the little summary note here tomorrow. I hope you like make outs.

Also yes I’m still doing the other requests but I just… really needed this ;__;

This boy is unfairly good with his mouth. You aren’t even having sex and he’s got you out of breath and sighing his name.

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Pairing:  Hermione Granger/Oliver Wood
For: @thestarfishdancer
Word Count: 1185
Song:  [’Heaven’ - Bryan Adams; 1984]
Ao3: [Link]

The owl tapped impatiently on the glass of her office window.  

Hermione rose to let it in.  It was a tawny.  And quite young.  She knew exactly what the return address on the letter would say.  

A quick glance at the calendar on her desk told her that it was indeed about that time.  The Quidditch season had just ended.  And every year for the past six, she’d gotten a letter of similar contents.  

She broke the seal, and unfolded the parchment to Oliver Wood’s surprisingly neat script.  

Hello Hermione.  

I know we usually meet each other for dinner at the Cauldron, but I thought this year it might be nice to host you in my home.  I hope this letter reaches you well.  Please respond at your earliest convenience. 

-O. Wood

Her eyebrows rose.  Dinner in his home?  That was rather…intimate.  Especially for a couple of old friends who met up once a year.  

She tried not to let her heart read something her brain couldn’t find evidence for.  

It was difficult, given her longstanding fondness for Oliver.  Ginny often accused her of fancying him.  

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Mr & Mrs Smith - Epilogue

Dean x Reader

Your name: submit What is this?

Theme song: Happy - Marina and the Diamonds 

A/N: The end id here! Thank you guys for all your support, you’re awesome! Thank you to @kbrand0 for all your help! <3 I think that’s it! I hope you guys will like the last part, I also hope you won’t kill me after this. Love y’all!

[Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8 - Part 9]

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Don't give up 8

Prompt: You loved your life. Until one night where everything changed, now you have to fight for what’s right. The only problem - you don’t know it. And when you decide for what’s wrong , your friends are in more trouble than before.

Warnings: brainwashing, violence, one shot, hella lot of confusion, cliffhanger

Pairing: avengers x reader (mostly bucky & nat in this one)

a/n: Let me know what you think about it😊 I don’t know I kinda feel like I’m stretching it too long and its boring, I’m sorry I’ll do my best to get the party started

You woke up, a heavy stinging pain in your left arm. You stirred, sitting up with your hand flying to your head as you tried to control the pain shooting through your skull.

You couldn’t remember anything at all as you tried to recall the events of the past days, or at least the night before. But there was nothing everything inside you felt empty and blank.

Your breathing fastened as you couldn’t get anything into your head. The heavy darkness around you felt like extra weight on your shoulders which you couldn’t lift. There was nothing around you, no one in sight and you forced yourself to calm down.
Maybe you were alright, maybe everything was okay.

You tried to get more and more air in your lungs before noticing something on your mouth which made it hard to breathe you reached up, trying to pull it away but you couldn’t.

You stood up, searching for some sign of humanity, for a light. For anything, noticing the heaviness of your steps, looking down at yourself in the darkness, your eyes adjusted to it some minutes ago and so you noticed you were dressed in full gear, a black combat suit and weaponry, gloves , boots, jacket, and … the thing in front of your mouth.

And suddenly it all made sense and there was something shooting through your mind. Shots and screams. There was a dulled image of an explosion and the pain in your head pounder even more against your forehead and you broke down, tears rolling down your cheeks.

What was going on ?

The sobs echoed through the room, against the plain walls and you rocked back and forth against the wall as you suddenly heard a loud clicking sound next to you, making you flinch away and flee backwards on your knees.

The white light floated into the room and three men stepped in. Two of them dragging you up onto your feet, the third one touching the side of your face, to your chin and pulling it a little to harsh up so you had to look at him.

Your glassy eyes looked at his trying to make out who he was but you just saw your own emptiness staring back at you.

He wore exactly the same thing as you, his brown hair falling into his face as he tried to reassure you through the mask, but it didn’t work

You knew somehow, this was Someone you could trust someone you knew. And suddenly it all came back to you, that was him, the winter soldier.

“Отпусти ее и оставь нас в покое” you heard him say through his mask, his eyes focused on you.
And the two other men complied and let go of you, exiting the room.

You stood there in the middle of the room, staring at him, at the winter soldier, watching his every move.
He paced around in front of you.

He suddenly came to a halt, looking straight into your eyes that were filled with tears but you weren’t willing to let them fall.
However he could see a mere shine, a glow in them and it somehow made him ease up for some reason.
The tension in his body, the tension of being so confused by everything, the tension of the coldness within him, it all slowly fell down.

He tilted his head to the side slowly, his hand reaching up to caress your cheek and when he touched you, a wave of comfort and familiarity washed over the both of you.
His thumb ran over your cheekbone memorizing every inch of your face, making sure to remember them in case matters got worse.

He blinked at you before saying “make sure to stay alive” and his warm touch left your skin abruptly, everything that was left was the tingling feeling where his skin just touched yours.

He took a step back his gaze still lingering on you before he turned completely and walked to the door.
And you soon realized that this was probably a one time thing.
However you felt a feeling of longing for him, it was so different and it made you feel dizzy, even if he barely did anything to you.
But you knew this was not the right place nor time to be intimidate to anyone like that, even if it was just a simple touch, it just wasn’t possible.

He turned around to you and waved at you motioning you to follow him, and he stepped out of the door meeting up with the other two men standing just outside the door.
“она не проблема” he said as he walked past them without even looking back.

The two men eyed you up and down suspiciously, not really trusting you after all but after a while they just nodded, turning and following the soldier and so did you after a moment of having to realize.

You walked down the hallway with careful and attentive steps, you eyes staying on the soldier.

He stopped in front of a door, looking back at you and the two other men before nodding and pulling the door open.

You stepped in, seeing various people, a redhead and man with a shield among them.
They were at least eight people and somehow you felt a weird feeling of familiarity by looking through the room but you couldn’t wrap your head around it.

“Y/n?…. B-bucky?” The redhead finally breathed out and you frowned at her the next thing you heard was a shooting sound and suddenly the room erupted in screams as they looked in horror.

However you kept standing still, watching how a pained expression crossed the features of that woman.
You looked at her as suddenly a dull, rather dark picture crossed your thoughts.

She was sitting on a sofa with you, a bucket of ice cream in both of your hands as you laughed as a response to something she said and she joined in with her own laugher.

Her face showed pure happiness and joy as her eyes crinkled with a spark in her orbs.
Her eyes were so shiny as tears of joy started to flood them.

And suddenly you felt a stinging pain in your heart as you saw that same woman in front of you with pain written all over her face.

You wanted to do something, wanted to say something but there was something inside you that wouldn’t let you.

And so you just stood there watching.

All of this didn’t make any sense at all. And that was what got to you the most.

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Unpopular opinion: Show!Magnus doesn't deserve Alec, he should leave New York and go far away from the mess.

Before I say anything: i wrote this because I someone told me: wow Alex is so beautiful…Magnus is lucky to have him. And I agree, but there was something in the tone it was said that made me step back. Also, I love malec more than I love anything else in this show, but I don’t let that love blind me from the bigger picture like I’ve seen so many do around the internet.

In the book, the break up was because they both did things wrong: Alec did something horrible and Magnus was denying Alec the right to know about him and his past.

In the show, Magnus isn’t like that. He has literally done nothing wrong in this relationship (except maybe fall for Alec himself). And I know not many people think this, or don’t speak up about it, probably because it seems like there are more fans of Alec out there than there are of Magnus (again I’m talking show.)

A lot of *intense* show!malec fans show an immense amount of hate towards Clary. And I get it, cause I’m annoyed by her too (i don’t hate her tho, much less the actress) she’s constantly fucking up and it’s frustrating.

I JUST WANNA KNOW why I’m the only one that seems to feel the same about Alec. Sometimes….a lot of times. He’s beautiful and yes, deserves to be happy. Nobody should have to hide their selves and who they are to please people. But can we just stop giving him a pass about everything just because we love malec?

I’m sorry, but if he lies to Magnus like the promo suggests, I truly hope he has to say more than a fucking sorry to be forgiven because he has had sooo many “second chances” with Magnus. I’m so tired of him hurting Magnus and nobody grilling him for it.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m here for the angst, no relationship is perfect. And I’m highly aware that this is Alec’s first relationship and he was brought up in a very strict manner (borderline abusive imo) because, after Magnus he’s my favorite character. But I see people calling Clary names and dissing her for fucking up (sigh) just because she thinks she’s doing the right thing (sigh), and that’s the same thing Alec does!

Neither of them should be “pardoned” so quickly with a “oh it’s okay, you didn’t know. You’re learning.” Maybe at first, but we’re past this. Clary should learn by now and so should Alec.

I’m fine with malec fighting over this, if they even do (this is all based on a promo, it might not go down like everyone thinks). It will be more character development for both and show that Alec still (rolls eyes) has a lot of growing to do. That’s fine. I just hope the fans grill him the way he deserves while he figures how to fix it.

I think most people get confused as to what kind of arc a character gets.

Let’s say character was, for all intents and puposes, a bad guy. They did awful things, said awful things and had a terrible mindset. But you learn about their past, which puts their actions into a new perspective. Still bad, but you get it.

And, let’s say, this character gets an arc where they work through their issues. Their trauma. Their addiction. Whatever the case may be.

That, in and of itself, is not a redemption arc. Its a recovery arc. The redemption arc doesn’t kick in until that character takes a step back, looks at the things they did, realizes that they were wrong and takes steps to try to set things right.

That’s why it bugged me whenever people praised Cullen’s “redemption arc” in Dragon Age Inquisition. Because that arc never happened. He got a recovery arc, where the narrative coddled him to the point where you were never given the option to question anything. What he told you about Kirkwall, Kinloch Hold, the templars were final - the player were never given the option to ask any follow up questions. Or, since its supposed to be an RPG, flat out argue with him. Your character had to agree by default because you were given no other option. And he still held up the Templars as the beacons of what right when it came to mages. He claimed the Templars protected against magic and at one point even goes so far as saying they were founded to fight evil. In comparison to the Grey Wardens even, which implies he thinks mages are comparable to darkspawn. He even goes so far as to say that Meredith’s action “protected people.” Those comments in combination with the atrocities the mages suffered under the templars in Kirkwall works against his “redemption" arc.
This character never got a redemption arc. He got a recovery arc that stayed a recovery arc throughout.

A recovery arc focuses on a characters healing. That arc, if done well, is supposed to tie into a redemption arc where the character gets to a point where they can look back and examine their own actions. And takes the necessary steps to do better.

Anytime, Sweetheart: Part 4

Pairing: JDM x OFC (RPF)
Features: Ackles & Padalecki Families, R2, Misha Collins, Norman Reedus, Andrew Lincoln, and other OFCs

Summary: (I’m horrible at summaries, but let me try): Kylin Ackles runs to her brother’s house after leaving her abusive boyfriend of 3 years, where she meets Jeffrey. Events unfold that bring them together, as well as push them apart.
Warnings: Emotional abuse, Physical Violence, mentions of rape, cursing, drinking, recreational drug use (weed), Strip Club, RPF, Age difference, NSFW, Gifs.

(A/N: This is strictly a work of fiction that I came up with off the top of my head. For fictional purposes and out of the little respect I can claim for everyone mentioned, Jeffrey and his S/O & Son are not mentioned. I love him and his little family, though, so no hate intended. This is the first time posting anything on Tumblr, but I couldn’t get it out of my head since my ao3 fic is currently on hiatus because writers block. Feedback is appreciated. unbetaed, all mistakes are mine.)

part one: https://hornsbeforehalos.tumblr.com/post/163097294604/anytime-sweetheart-part-one

part three:  https://hornsbeforehalos.tumblr.com/post/163407094979/anytime-sweetheart-part-3


TAGS: @jml509 @jesbakescookies

    Another two months had past since I had hung out with Jeffrey. I hadn’t seen him since, but he did send a bouquet of black roses to the bar for my 26th birthday in November, and we texted everyday. Whether it was a ‘Good morning,’ or ‘Goodnight’ or even, ‘How is your day going?’ Sometimes we would get the chance to talk for hours, but with him filming and me working six nights a week, our busy-ness kept us content with just a simple 'sweet dreams’ at the end of every evening.
    It was the beginning of a Wednesday night shift, 2 weeks before Christmas. I was behind the bar, getting it ready, when Andrea came running up to me with my phone in her hand. She waved it frantically in my face, pointing at the screen. In the  months that we had communicated, we had never spoke on the phone, but here was his picture flashing on the screen above the 'accept call’ feature. I swallowed thickly as my throat suddenly went dry and my eyes widened. ’Holy shit.' 

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