if i see one comment about any of the guys who are getting hit

about last night (m)

Originally posted by hohbi

pairing: jimin x reader

genre: enemies to lovers | explicit smut, fluff and angst

length: 15k

summary: you had promised yourself; if you were to ever hook up with that asshole park jimin, it would be just a one night stand.

a/n: dis was a monster to write im so tired. i stayed up until 12pm to finish this and now its finally done :) also how does every new fic i write get dirtier and dirtier?? idk. 

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Late Late Show

Summary: At the launch of your new series Riverdale, you and Cole’s relationship has finally become public after KJ leaked a photo of you two out of character onto Twitter. In addition to dating him, your character is Jughead’s love interest, and so you have an interview with James Cordon.

Word Count: 1141

Originally posted by paranoid-papi

Originally posted by yourreactiongifs

“Everyone please welcome, one of the newest stars of the CW’s hit Riverdale, (Y/N) (Y/L/N)!”

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anonymous asked:

heres a prompt if u were interested: neil being oblivious when flirted with constantly while andrew doing nothing, passing by, twirling his racquet is enough to get neil's attention (the rest of the foxes smirk)

“You’re all zoned out,” Matt says in her ear. Dan tips him immediately backwards with a hand to the chest.

“Shush,” she tells him, gritted through the straw she’s worrying between her teeth. She ran out of the watered-down pepsi they’re serving in battered plastic jugs a half hour ago.

“Dan.”

“Shush,” she insists, pressing two fingers to his mouth. She’s watching Neil trying to fill his water cup over at the far side of the banquet hall. He’s hovering in that way he does, like a shark who hasn’t figured out if something’s food yet.

There’s this sweet brown-eyed boy trying to talk to him, possibly the only male cheerleader in the room, certainly the least in the loop about Exy gossip. Dan watches him touch Neil’s arm and Neil jerks backwards into the table, toppling an entire icy water jug so it slops onto the floor and seeps through the tablecloth to the dark wood underneath.

Heads pop up, the boy falls all over himself to pour Neil a new glass, and Neil wanders off, bored.

Dan has noticed that people really want Neil to have a heart of gold. They like the news stories and they want them for themselves. They want the seams showing on his face and the tragedy in his back pocket, and they want to show everyone how accepting they are for finding his scars sexy. 

All they really want is his trim waist and his pretty eyes and his vice-cap badge and the way he shoves cameras away and has more history than any twenty-year-old has any business having.

Dan’s seen it all before. The way people like the character you’re playing so much that they want to take you home and open you up and see how deep it goes.

Neil’s worse at knowing when it’s happening. Dan’s a professional. She can see the way their eyes follow him because at least a dozen are always following her too, especially in places like this banquet. They look at Neil, or Dan, and a little part of them expects a show.

She watches Neil walk towards them with his eyes pouring over the room like liquid and finding every crevice, every exit. She looks at Matt.

“He’s doing that thing where he’s making a spectacle but he thinks he’s being very subtle.”

“That’s his whole shtick. I’m fond of it, now.” Matt grins.

“Do you think he actually noticed he was being hit on?”

Matt hums, watching Neil wind through the tables back to the fox—trojan extravaganza at theirs. “I doubt he knows anything about that boy other than the fact that he was in front of him for a bit.”

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Are You Going To Be An Overprotective Baby Brother?

Pairing: Steve x Henderson!reader 

Request:  Could you do a Steve Harrington imagine of being Dustin’s older sister and prior to the monsters you ignored Steve even though he always tried to flirt because you’re pretty and smart but you’re also snarky and friends with Nancy and Jonathan and BFFs with Dustin and all his friends love you and post monsters with Dustin and Steve’s bromance you start to be friends with him and Dustin notices he likes you and gives Steve a overprotective baby brother speech? You can decide if he makes a move  

Warnings: fluff, a few swear words

A/N: Omg I love this prompt so much! Also, I have a requested El x reader coming out sometime in the next few days :)

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Bruises On Another (part three)

Originally posted by nwetss

Prompt: Steve doesn’t know where they come from, and he isn’t exactly sure why they’re there. All he knows is that his body is littered in bruises, and there’s something different about them. They aren’t just bruises, and they certainly didn’t come from a trip in a step or clumsiness. No, Steve knows there’s more behind the marks that litter his body.

THIS IS A SERIES: one - two - three - four - five - six - seven - eight - finale

Pairing: Slow!Burn Steve x Reader, Billy x Reader (it’ll make sense)

Warnings: marks, bruises, pain, physical abuse, etc. I mean no disrespect to anyone or to upset anyone, this story starts off rough but I can say that things will get better.

A/N: I hope you all enjoy this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it. Send me a little comment in the ask section or leave it below on what you thought of this chapter. It doesn’t have to be long, I appreciate every single comment I receive and telling me just helps inspire me to write it more frequently.

OH! And just to be clear about a few things, as i’ve mentioned (literally right below this) this is a soulmate AU. I don’t write these often so i’m not sure how they exactly work, but the way i’ve written mine is Steve and the reader aren’t just connected through the marks and bruises but almost like spiritually i guess? When they first meet, something like wells within them. And when Steve sees her with Billy, he doesn’t know why, but he almost feels a sort of jealousy and almost wanting to protect the reader. And later on in the story, you’ll see the reader a bit jealous of Steve as well. That’s because they have a connection, they just don’t know it yet.

P.S. This a soulmate AU.

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“Y/N! Just the girl I wanted to see!”

You turned around at the sound of a voice, find none other than; “Billy.” You’d met him yesterday in your social class and because you were the new students, your teacher had paired you together. The boy had seemed nice enough when first speaking to him and he definitely didn’t know how to quit, so you weren’t all that surprised to find him by your side right before lunch.

The mullet haired boy reached your side in record time, squeezing past other students in the hallway. You felt yourself flinch from contact as Billy wound his arm around your waist and pressed you against his side. You tried to ignore the pain that grew as he hit a fresh bruise from the night before and when you glanced at him, you hoped he hadn’t noticed your flinch but you could tell by look on his face he had. “I didn’t mean to upset ya’, darlin’.” He said, staring at you with feigned worry; you just didn’t know it at the time.

“No,” you responded softly, shaking your head. “No it’s fine. I’m just… just a little bit jumpy.”

Billy nodded, as if he understood and leaned back as you both made your way through the halls. You tried to ignore the dark looks you received from other girls as you made your way to your locker. From what you’d heard at your two days in Hawkin’s High School, Billy was the new it guy, everybody wanted to be with him or be him. So the looks made sense, you just didn’t understand why Billy was so fascinated with you. 

“Ignore them darlin’, they’ve got nothing on you.” You glanced over at Billy surprised, feeling your cheeks burn red in shock at his comment. As you glanced at the many girls, you didn’t completely agree with his statement. “Don’t look so shocked.”

“No, it’s just-” you said again, shaking your head. You went to say more but found yourself lost in your thoughts and instead glanced back down at the floor. “Okay.” You submitted. You sighed in relief when you reached your locker and Billy stepped away from your side to instead lean against the locker next to yours. You couldn’t help, though, feel his gaze grazing your body the entire time like a predator would look at it’s pray.

You pulled down the sleeves of your sweater, and focused your entire attention on slipping your textbooks into your locker.

“So, you hear about Tina’s party this Friday?”

How could you not? You might not be very social but that’s all you ever heard when walking in the halls. Of course, even though you’d been given a slip, you made no plan of going considering you knew your father would never allow you. Hell, if your father knew that you were speaking to a boy like Billy now… there’d be a huge price to pay. Still you nodded in response to his question, sensing where it’d lead.

“Wanna go?” It seemed Billy didn’t like to wait long when pursuing the girls he showed interest in. 

You paused after that, knowing that your father would say no, you just didn’t know how to tell Billy that. “I-I’m not too sure… My father-” You were cut off by Billy’s hand reaching out and practically petting your cheek; you froze in surprise from the movement, unsure of how to react to the bold move. 

You met Billy’s eyes and found yourself stuck as he smile sultry at you and leaned in closer. With his hand still on your cheek, you found yourself frozen as you found your father’s eyes in Billy’s. You felt yourself grow petrified and hating the way any man or even woman who threatened even the tiniest bit could grow control over you. It made you feel weak and pathetic, but yet you only continued to stare at Billy. “Come on, Y/N.” Billy mumbled, and you found yourself no longer able to hear the loud crowd of kids around you. “I think you’d look cute in a costume, so what do you say?”

You opened your mouth to say something but another’s cut you off; “is there a problem?”

You moved your gaze over to the newcomer and found none of than the familiar pair of brown eyes you’ve been trying to avoid. It seemed that Steve’s presence was enough to get Billy to step away from you, and soon you found the mullet-haired boy standing in front of you, blocking you slightly from Steve’s eyesight. It was then that you noticed the two girls behind Steve, one you recognized as the girl who’d helped you the day before; Nancy.

“Harrington.” Billy greeted and you could just practically hear the smirk forming on his lips. “Nope, no problem here.”

Steve glared at Billy before you found his eyes on you; “Y/N?”

You paused, shocked that he’d even considered an answer from you. Normally everyone did the talking for you, and you weren’t really allowed to speak for yourself. But before you could respond, Billy spoke up; “I said there’s no problem, Harrington. Why don’t you stay out of other people’s businesses.” 

“I’m sure Y/N can answer for herself.”

Suddenly all eyes were on you, including Billy’s and you swallowed the lump in your throat. You met Billy’s gaze and saw your father, so instead of saying what you should’ve of, you mumbled; “i’m fine.”

You missed the way Steve’s gaze fell and his tense shoulder’s slumped. Pressing a hand against his chest, Billy took a step forward; “see? Everything’s fine.” Steve glanced at you one final time, and it seemed like he was going to say more before Nancy stepped up and grabbed his arm. “Steve, let’s just go.” She whispered to him and you found your eyes stuck on her hand on his arm, your brows furrowing. 

Eventually Steve relented and you watched him step away from both you and Billy, now gripping Nancy’s hand. You barely noticed Billy turn back to you, until his hand softly grasped your chin, and brought your attention towards him. “So? What do you say?”

In your mind, you couldn’t help and think about the way Steve had grasped Nancy’s hand and the feeling that burned within you. Without thinking, you nodded; “sounds great.”


Friday reached sooner than you thought it would and before you knew it, it was the night of the party and you hadn’t even mentioned the idea to your father yet. You were sat in your room, and you’d just made dinner for your father. You knew he’d be in his room for the rest of the night and hopefully wouldn’t come and see you at any point, but knowing him he usually didn’t.

You stared down at your attire, the same thing you always wore and wondered why you hadn’t thought this through further. Not only now did you have to sneak out for the night, through your window, you didn’t have a costume either and you knew Billy would question it when he arrived. You’d even told him that day a different address then your actual house so your father wouldn’t see his headlights.

You’d never snuck out before and honestly you were greatly questioning your decision to say yes. You didn’t really have a decision, thinking about it now,but the thought of sneaking out, and not being there if your father was to come into your room greatly scared you. You’d never hear the end of it or never feel the end of it if he were to catch you, especially if he found out a boy came to pick you up.

You bounced your knee in spot from your position on your bed, glancing at the time every few minutes. You were suppose to meet Billy outside your neighbours house at six thirty and it was now six twenty-five, meaning you should probably start heading out. Ignoring the feeling that welled within your stomach, you slowly and quietly opened your bedroom door and glanced out into the hallway. Where, thankfully, you could see the lights from the tv in your father’s bedroom flashing, meaning he was distracted.

You took one final deep breath, closing the door quietly behind you and heading to the window. You slid open your window, ignoring the fear that welled within you and stepped out onto the the roof. You crawled on top, closing the window just before it fully shut and begun crawling out to the edge of the roof. Carefully you swung your body out so you hung by the roof and dropped onto the grass in front of your house. Once you were safe on solid ground, you gazed up into your bedroom to see if the light had turned on or any indication that your father had noticed you leaving, and sighed out in relief when you saw nothing.

Nodding to yourself, you faintly let a smile slip over your lips at the fact that you’d managed to sneak out and not get caught; yet. Making your way through your tiny front yard, you stopped in front of your neighbours just as Billy’s car appeared. You swallowed the lump in your throat, ignoring the voice in the back of your head that told you this was mistake and made your way to his car.

You slipped into the passengers seat and almost immediately noticed the frown on Billy’s lips when he saw your attire. Pulling at your oversized sweater you frowned; “I don’t have a costume.”

You met Billy’s eye and watched him pause in thought for a moment, and thats when you noticed his costume. Billy wore a leather jacket with no shirt underneath the jacket, paired with black jeans. You hated to admit it and even felt ashamed, but he looked good.

“You got a shirt underneath that sweater?” Bill asked, stunning you for moment. Though, eventually you nodded. “Great. Take the sweater off.”

“W-What?”

“The sweater.” He grinned at you, a hint of lust behind his eyes. “Take it off. I’ve got a plan.” You paused once again, unsure of what you should do. If you took off your sweater, Billy was bound to see the marks on your arms but from the look in his eyes, it seemed he was determined and wasn’t going to let you go in the clothes you wore. Sighing, you slowly pulled off your sweater, handing it to Billy as he threw it in the back and reached for something else.

All you wore underneath was white t-shirt and on your legs, you wore black jeans. Crossing your arms across your chest, you tried to ignore the uncomfortable feeling that welled within you, and waited for Billy to get whatever he was searching for. Just then he threw a dark coloured jean jacket a top of your lap and smirked your way.

You slipped the jacket over top of yourself, it was much too big but it covered your arms and Billy never managed to see the bruises which was plus. Turning to Billy, you felt yourself smile a little as you saw his gaze.

“There. Now we’re matching.”


Part 4?

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Both? As a woman in the hobby, it’s easy enough to see that it’s overwhelmingly male. Although I’d love to see more women and I think the hobby is moving to be more inclusive, that by itself isn’t necessarily a problem. If anything, it’s an opportunity to invite some really cool new people into a hobby I love. (Although sometimes it is annoying to be the only person who looks like you and some women do find that alienating).
 

The real problem comes in in 2 places:

 
 
When women come into the hobby, some of the less socially astute or straight up creepy members of the hobby don’t make them feel welcome. Sometimes this is hitting on them, sometimes it’s treating them with disrespect, sometimes it’s gatekeeping and sometimes its expecting them or their players to fufill gender norms or sexual fantasies (any of the creepy sex stories you see fall into this category). Sometimes women don’t even need to be present for this to happen. I had a coworker who told me he doesn’t allow female characters in his game period (not sure if that includes npcs) because he didn’t trust the guys in his game not to be weird about it. This solution is…problematic…but it was the best response he could think of to the gender problems he saw at his table. I’ve never personally seen this, but I’ve heard plenty of stories of women who had bad experiences or sometimes didn’t even want to try the game because they’ve heard about bad experiences and don’t want to have to deal with that kind of behavior in their downtime. Any games with strangers are especially notorious for this (roll20 groups, less friendly flgs, cons, etc).
 
 

This one I’ve seen more and personally experienced: Defensive guys who don’t think there’s a problem. It seems like any time anyone brings up the fact that D&D is mostly white men, the worse parts of the community come out swinging. It doesn’t matter if it’s a woman talking about how she was interruped, a guy suggesting more female or PoC npcs or (like in this thread) a complaint about creepy behavior, people will pop out of the woodwork to explain to you why this experience wasn’t valid. Which usually means “I don’t see it as a problem, because it doesn’t affect me.” And to some degree, I completely get it. For a lot of us, tabletop is a place where we can relax and be accepted for who we are, and when someone says it’s not, it can feel like an attack. It’s normal to want to defend that. The problem is, the people “attacking” it, are usually other gamers who love the hobby and want to help everyone feel that same sense of acceptance.
 
 

I’ve been playing for almost 7 years now, DMing for 4 or so, and am active here, so I’d say I’m pretty integrated in the community. As a woman, though, whenever gender pops up, I know it’s going to be bad. There are people who are great and are trying to help, but there’s also going to be quite a few loud jerks who want to be sure you know that everything is just fine and you’re an SJW for complaining. I’d guess the experience is similar sometimes for players with a different skin color or queer players. It’s enough, sometimes, to make me feel like I don’t belong in my hobby and might never truly belong.

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PennyPriddy comments on RPGs and creepiness

This is from a thread on Reddit about RPGs and creepiness. This woman is responding to another redditor who asked, “might i ask what the gender problem is? that not enough women play, or behavior from guys?”

There is more to her comment, and if you’re interested enough to have read this far, I encourage you to click through and read the rest of it, as well as some of the discussion that it inspired.

Gamers, especially my fellow men: we have a big problem in our hobby, and we need to talk about it. 

HC MASTERLIST

REQUEST HERE

-You’re just as sarcastic and as cold as Jughead

-Can you imagine him talking to anyone else?

-You become friends with him when you’re working your shift as Pop’s during the summer, and see him writing

-Turns out you also love writing, and drawing too

-He ignores you when you try to be polite and strike a conversation, so you slammed his computer screen down and forced him to talk to you

-That actually got his attention and interest because you didn’t take any of his shit

-You  both start hanging out more through the summer, mostly you taking on the conversations because he’s a little shit

-You almost give up on him until he climbs into your bedroom window one night saying he has writer’s block and for the life of him can’t move on

-You’re touched because 1.) You told him in one of your ramblings (which you didn’t think he was listening to) that you never lock your window, so he doesn’t tune you out.

-2.) He sort of unconsciously occupied your bed, sitting super close to you

-So that’s how you both ended up just talking to each other about multiple random things until like three in the afternoon

-”You didn’t have writer’s block did you?”

-He actually blushes 

-”I’m not good at this bond thing with humans so I decided to come up with an excuse.”

-You push him off your bed playfully, and you both end up play wrestling, and it becomes your thing to show your affection for each other by hitting the other

-He gives you light hits, flicks, pinches, etc.

-You’re the person that punches him super hard, throws him down in the street, etc.

-Because you’ve both become really close in a short amount of time and it scares him when emotions start to show. To accommodate, you have to show it in physical ways

-Don’t get it twisted though, he’s still a snarky piece of trash that has a dry sense of humor

-He never smiles in public, only smirks

-But with you he has these boyish smiles, especially when you have good comebacks to his comments (like every time)

-Like once you twisted your ankle after you tried tripping him and he brought you down with him

-”Who knew you had such twinkle toes (Y/N)”

-”Shut up princess before I sew your tiara to your head.”

-You both ended up laughing so hard in the hospital room that when it died down you had a mutual understanding

-He gestures between you two, smiling slightly. “So is this thing–?”

-You just shrug. “Sure, if you want to.”

-”Nice, nice.”

-After that you both get slightly more affectionate

-Like he feels weird holding hands so you both hold pinkies and thumbs

-You don’t bully him as much

-Well you do, you just actually patch him up after

-He glares at anyone who comes near you, and you snarl at anyone who comes near him

-He never leaves Pop’s until your shift ends

-You call him JJ, Jugs, Juicehead, Pendleton the Third when you wanna annoy him

-He calls you Ice Queen because once you guys were cuddling and you stuck your feet in between his legs

-Other than that, he calls you (Y/N/N), Tinkerbell, Twinkletoes, or Sugar/Cupcake when he wants to annoy you

-He tells you about his past with Archie, you tell him about your past with the Blossom Twins (or at least the vague details)

-You both investigate strange things in the town

-They’ve started calling you mystery inc.

-You actually found a stray puppy and made Jughead take him in for you

-You guardian’s allergic to dog hair so

-He constantly spends nights over your house

-If it’s one of those nights, you go over to his house because his parents are never home, and he likes privacy

-And you’re both loud

-:’)

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Bruised (Richie/Eddie) 2/12

Summary: It’s 1993 and the summer from many years ago is dead and gone. Many have drifted apart from the Losers club and its at the point where there is no club at all. The atmosphere is cold just like the winter months and the only blushes to be found are the ones that are caused from the piercing spikes of cold that heat skin up. Being a teenage boy is hard; especially for the two boys that now count each other as strangers. In which both boys make a plan, but both disrupt each others.

Warning(s): Depression, angst and fluff throughout the whole series, suicide attempt

A/N: Im so happy at how much support part 1 got?? Thankyou all so so so fucking much ily all also!! credit to @finn-got-tall for an idea in one of the scenes!! (I wont reveal which scene bc i want people to just read) but ty lovely

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Eddie and Richie blinked at each other, stunned to see one another in such a strange coincidence. Eddie still had his hand up, but Richie still hadn’t took it. Richie merely brought his hand up that held the cigarette, taking a drag and allowing the toxic waste to decay against his lungs. Eddie visibly cringed at the sight, but stayed silent; he only continued to watch in hope that Richie would somehow step down. Richie took away the small stick, blowing the smoke out slowly and staring at Eddie through his large obnoxious eye glasses.

“Why are you here, Eds?” Richie asked, as if a day hadn’t passed since they last talked.

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A Good Thing

“Bobby, you can’t keep doing that to him.”
Bob raises his eyebrows, putting down his fork. “Doing what, Alicia? Corralling our son into talking about his crush?”
“Exactly.”

Or, A fic about Bob and Alicia noticing Jack’s feelings for Bitty before even he does.


Bob Zimmermann is kind of messy, only a bit of a smart ass, and just a tad hard of hearing. Yet even without perfect hearing Bob can’t miss the affection in his son’s voice when talking about a certain line-mate.

Bob Zimmermann is many things, but he is no idiot.

“Did you get that paper done for your…what was it again- american pie class?”

Bob looks over his shoulder just in time to see Alicia send an appraising look from the couch. He catches a hint of a smile.

He winks back and she rolls her eyes in return.

Bob turns again to the large window, the white light blinding him for a moment. The large expanse of grass is still littered with snow, lining the way down to their lake. A blank sky hugs the horizon.

“Women, food, and American culture, Papa.”

“Right. So how’d you do on the paper? Did Eric help you out?”

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anonymous asked:

Top ten times someone hit on an oblivious Yuuri Katsuki?

Top Ten Times Someone Hit On An Oblivious Yuuri Katsuki

10) Yuuri is really smart and took wonderful detailed notes at college which meant he kind of accidentally ended up running a study group for people who were struggling. Unbeknownst to him however the ‘study group’ was mainly made up of people who were low key in love with him but the constant requests for ‘private lessons’ always went straight over his head and he usually apologised for not having enough time to teach someone one-on-one while Phichit facepalmed in the background

9) The girl who did his skate music had a huge crush on him which is the reason she spent countless hours writing songs for him but somehow Yuuri completely failed to make this connection and thought that she was just being nice and all the offers to come to her room to listen to some music together was just to get ideas

8) When Yuuri and Phichit moved out of the skate club and into their own apartment one of their neighbours was a cute lawyer who found every excuse to come round and chat to them. After Yuuri’s exclaimed that it was so nice he was still bringing them welcome cookies a month after they moved in Phichit considered just slapping him over the back of his head for not realising that the guy was literally just making up any excuse he could to come and flirt with Yuuri.

7) In a previous top ten I mentioned Yuuri filling in for one of the ice dancer’s partners when they got injured and the girl he was helping out kept making comments about how she wished Yuuri could be her partner all the time, heavy emphasis on ‘partner’. Yuuri just felt a bit sorry for the guy he was filling in for that his ice partner seemed to not want to skate with him anymore.

6) At a party at college when Yuuri got drunk for the first time a guy told him that he really wanted to see Yuuri ‘out of those clothes’ but Yuuri was completely off his face and took it at face value and just started stripping on the dance floor much to everyone’s delight (Phichit made sure he kept his boxers on at least)

5) There was a skater at the skate club who used to come and watch Yuuri’s practices every day and smile at him all the time until the practices became private. Yuuri once commented to Phichit that he understood that people liked watching other skaters to try and improve their technique by observation but that it made him uncomfortable. Phichit did the equivalent of looking into the camera like he was on the office.

4) Once a guy at a competition pre chapter 8 tried to creepily hit on Yuuri by saying ‘you might not be top of the podium but I have a feeling that on top isn’t your favourite position anyway’ to which Yuuri replied ‘You’re wrong, I only want to win gold.’ He didn’t get the creepily suggestive element but Phichit did and made sure to trip the guy up as he walked past in revenge

3) Yuuri once went on like six dates with a guy without realising they were dates. He just thought the guy on his course liked grabbing a coffee with him after lectures to discuss what they had learned that day. Phichit had to point out that ‘no Yuuri, he’s trying to date you.’ Yuuri got really embarrassed and apologetic to the guy that he hadn’t realised what was going on and that he was so sorry but he wasn’t interested in dating (he was already sleeping with Viktor at this point) and the guy just laughed and said that it was ok and Yuuri was out of his league anyway

2) From a previous top ten I mentioned that the first time Yuuri got drunk at college he gave a random guy on his course a lap dance and the guy was literally struck speechless and so into it. At the end he just blurted out ‘marry me’ and probably would have gone through with the offer if Yuuri had accepted but he was too drunk to register it

1) Viktor. That’s all I’m saying about that

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Summary: You’re a doctor for the avengers and when Bucky comes in with a hunk of metal in his side you find that it’s not his injury that’s making you sweat.

Warnings: Description of wounds/blood, Bucky being shameless

Note: I’m overwhelmed by the feedback I got on my last fic! You guys are great! So for my second fic I though I’d try out Bucky, again I’d love any constructive comments/criticism.


“Incoming! Incoming!” Odette, the surgical tech assigned to you rushes into the room.

“How many?” you ask, looking up from the table where you’ve laid out your tools.The tech flushes. You sigh. “What type of injuries?” 

“Uh-hm..” the tech stutters. You turn around so you can hide your eye roll. “Dr.Cho’s been called in..” Odette says. 

“Thank you, Odette” You say and head to the sink to scrub your hands again. You are a top scientist working for Fury, and besides having your degree in engineering you’re an MD who specializes in general surgery. So whenever the reinstated avengers go on mission you’re put on call, which basically consists of you waiting in the med bay in case anyone needs to be treated. Usually the injuries are minor, the team are unparalleled in what they do, and you just end up patching up deep scrapes or bullet grazes. Because of this and the fact you have daily work at the Avenger’s compound you’ve become very friendly with the team.

Your palms start to sweat. Today’s mission was supposed to be high risk and it’s a bad sign that Helen’s been called in. With you and one other doctor on call her and her technology are only called in for severe injuries. The door opens and a battered looking Steve supporting an even more battered looking Bucky walks in. Steve helps Bucky sit on the examination table.

“Any more injured?” You ask, pulling on gloves.

“Scrapes all around, except for Sam. He’s badly burned.” Steve blows air out of his mouth. You look at him, his brow is creased in worry. 

“How badly?” You look at Bucky, he has a chunk of what seems to be jagged metal in his side, about two inches thick, protruding several inches from his gear. It seems to be a simple extraction job.

“Badly. But Park’s seeing to him”  Samuel Park is the other doctor in the compound “Dr.Cho’s supposed to put him in the new Cradle.I hope she gets here soon.”

You walk to the table and pick up scissors and a knife. “Odette, You should go assist Dr.Park.” the tech nods, and scurries out the door. Steve goes to follow but looks back at Bucky.

“He’ll be fine, go,” You say, and with that Steve leaves.


You look at Bucky. His eyes are already trained on you. It reminds you of the time Steve came in for stitches. His forearm had been split open. Bucky leaned against the wall in the corner of the room, he remained silent but his eyes followed your every move. Even when you looked at him he didn’t break his gaze. You assumed he was just being protective over his best friend. Bucky hasn’t said more than two words to you in the time that you’ve known him. Even after he started opening up and joking around with the team he remained oddly silent around you. You assumed you annoyed him. He had no problem talking with the others and even flirting with the research techs. 

You step up to him and start cutting away his gear. ‘Oops probably should have asked before I started cutting off his clothes’.Heat flushes down your neck and you stop your actions.

“Sorry, do you mind  if I cut away your gear?” 

“ ‘S fine” he says, voice low. You look up and you swear there’s a hint of smile on his face. You nod and continue. He smells of something metallic mixed with blood and sweat and a hint of….cologne…? As you cut away more of his gear you catch more of it. You try not to think about it. He’s handsome, the type of handsome that makes people do a double take. You try to ignore the broadness of his shoulders as his gear falls away, leaving him in a damp wife-beater. 

“Ain’t even the first date and you’re already tryna get me outta my clothes.” He rasps, startling you. You stutter and stammer, before deciding not to respond.

“Okay,” you say, taking a breath. “I’m just going to  take a look at this” You step in between his legs and inspect the metal shard. It looks worse than what you first thought it was. The shard is about the size of your hand and sticks out right below his rib cage, there’s a possibility that it might have hit some organs. There’s no exit point. Your heart rate goes up. Can a super soldier die if his major organs fail before his body can repair them? 

You wheel over your table of tools. You wish you hadn’t sent away Odette.

“Can you lay down for me?,” You ask.

“Of course sugar.” He says, piercing you with his stare.

You take a deep breath, feeling flustered. Did this man want to die on the operating table?

You cut away his undershirt and prepare some local anesthesia.

“I’m going to try to numb the area, but I don’t know how well this will work. I’m sorry I don’t have anything else on hand.” You don’t even know if anesthesia would work on him.

“ ‘S alright, darling I’ve been through worse,” He says giving you a small smile. You feel your face fall as you think about how true his statement is. You numb him and take a deep breath.You move to start extracting the shard when his hand shoots out and grabs yours. You stop yourself from jumping.

“You know there is something that would make me feel better.” Bucky says, voice gravelly.

“Of course, what is it?” You place your tools back on the table. ‘Maybe a special painkiller?’ you think.

“A kiss,” Bucky’s face stretches into a wide smirk.

You splutter “James…!”

“Bucky.” he supplies, smirk not leaving his face.

“Bucky….I uh….I don’t think that would be necessary for minimizing your pain.”

Oh I beg to differ darlin’“ He says.

You clear your throat and start to grab your tools again. Bucky says your name, pleadingly.

“Come on, ya really gonna deny a dyin’ man his final wish.” You roll your eyes at his dramatic tone. You fix him with your gaze.

 “You’re not gonna die Bucky.” 

“Here I am,bleeding out on your table, and all I’m askin’ for is one little kiss. Just one little kiss, from the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.” He looks at you from the corner of his eye “….before she slices me open.”

You sigh. One thing you know about Bucky Barnes is that he’s stubborn as a bull. Before you can talk yourself out of it, you lean over and press a kiss to his cheek, his stubble prickling you in a not unpleasant way.

For a moment Bucky just looks at you, it seems like he’s crawling underneath your skin with that stare. Then he groans “Really sugar? Ya gonna try and cheat a man with a chunk of metal in his side?”

“I-I, uh” You stammer

“You really are heartless.” He sighs dramatically, closing his eyes.

You war with yourself for a split second, before leaning down and pressing a quick kiss to his lips. As you start to pull away Bucky’s hand comes up and stops you, and he deepens the kiss. His lips are surprisingly soft, his stubble scratches your face deliciously. Remembering the fact that he has a piece of metal in his side, you slowly withdraw. Bucky tugs on your lip with his teeth as you do so, which makes you have to turn around in order to regain your composure. When you turn back around, Bucky’s face is split in an ear to ear grin.

“Alright beautiful, cut me open, I can now die a happy man.”

You swallow, “Shut up James,” you snap, hating how your voice shakes. You pick up your tools and start to remove the metal. It comes out surprisingly smoothly, except for the last few inches. As you pull them free, Bucky starts to bleed. Way too much. The end of the shard is jagged. You try to contain the blood. But there’s just so much, you call for assistance and try to repair the damage.

By the time you finish you’re covered in blood. “Bucky, Bucky can you hear me?” You say, stepping close and touching his face, he looks drawn, pale.

“His pulse is faint. But it’s there.” Odette says. You jump, you forgot she had come in.

“Alright,” you sigh, blowing hair back from your forehead. “Guess we’ll wait.”


Bucky’s moved to a different hospital bed in another one of the rooms, and fitted with IVs. Steve understandably freaks out, with two close friends gravely injured within 24 hours it’s no wonder. Sam’s healed now, resting. You tell Steve to do the same and sit in a chair in Bucky’s room. The others wander in and out of the room.You know with his regenerative properties he’ll recover, but when six hours pass you can’t help but worry. ‘Why hasn’t he woken up by now?’ .


You blink your eyes open as a sliver of sunlight passes across your face. You squint, looking at the clock on the wall: 7 am. Damn. You finished patching Bucky up at about 4 pm last night. You had fallen asleep in his room. ‘I’m terrible at keeping watch’ you scold yourself. ‘What if he had worsened during the night?’ You look over at Bucky, only to find him watching you. You jump.

“Man you need to stop doing that.” Your voice is thick with sleep. You lick your dry lips, feeling self conscious. Standing you hear your joints cracking as you walk over.

“How can I help it when you’re always lookin’ so gorgeous?” He smirks.

“Shut up,” You say, pulling back the covers and inspecting his wound. It looks nearly healed. “How do you feel?” you murmur.

“Alright,” He says wincing slightly as you put pressure on his wound. He sits up, and you try to ignore the way the muscles in his chest and stomach flex. “I’d feel better if you’d let me buy you dinner, though” He looks up at you through his lashes. You click your tongue.

“You really are shameless,”

“Come on, it’s the least I can do after bleedin’ all over ya.” You look down at yourself, your scrubs are crusted in dried blood. You start replacing the dressing on his wound.

“You say that to all the girls who stitch you up?” You quip, avoiding his gaze.

“Nope. But then again I don’t spend six months building up the courage to ask those girls out either.” You look at him for a long while,saying nothing, and notice how red starts to tinge his ears and creep up his neck.

“Alright,” You answer finally giving him a smirk of your own.

Bucky lets out a huge breath, and chuckles  “Damn sugar, you really know how to make a man sweat, don’t ya?”


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BRACELET

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“You guys having fun?”

The thousands of cheers from around the sold out stadium echoes through the cool night, every single one directed towards Justin. It’s kind of crazy to think about it - that people literally spend hundreds of dollars just to see him from what probably is a shitty seat at the back of an arena, but at the same time its flattering, and by now I bet his rather used to it.

“I don’t know if you guys heard me, Are you guys having fun tonight?!” He repeats into the mic, fiddling with the gold chain bracelet around his hand.

Once again the stadium filled with screams and cheers from the beliebers, this time twice as loud. I watch as Justin let his eyes drift over to the side of the arena, and decides to yell “Top row, you guys having up there?!” And they continue to cheer.

Then the other side, “What about this side, you guys having fun up there?!”

A small smile fell onto his face as he leans back and removes the gum from his mouth muttering, “Alright, as long as were having fun. Just livin’ the moment.”

Then continues to move forward and lightly strum the first notes to Cold Water. A second later his hand moves back to his mouth, placing the gum he removed earlier back inside. I can’t help but roll my eyes at my boyfriends indecisiveness. Once more he continues to strum the guitar before for the third time, removing his hand and looking down onto the chain.

“This damn bracelet is annoying.”

Suddenly moving his wrist towards the guitar and using his bracelet to tap the strings while saying, “You see all this noise, I don’t like that noise. It sounds wrong. I’m not diggin’ it.”

I can’t help but smile. Its so cute when he just speaks his mind, and I can tell the crowd feels the same since I do notice a few people chuckling up the front.

Turning towards the wings of the stage, where Scooter, I and the backstage crew are all standing, he jokingly adds, “See Y/N this is your fault - Giving me this bracelet.”

After fumbling around with it for a while trying to remove it, he grumbles “Stupid bitch.” Under his breath, causing not only me but the crowd to laugh. “One second guys.” He announces.

While still attempting to take off the bracelet I bought him for our 3 year anniversary, he decides to make a witty joke, beginning it with, “Why did the chicken cross the road?”

The crowd actually responded with a whole lot of “Why’s?” And justin immediately respondes with “He wanted to get to the other side.”

A small smile cracks his lips as the crowd chuckles at his terrible joke and even chose to acknowledge how dumb it was by adding, “That was stupid.” then adds “but it was funny.”

Finally giving up, his head shoots up to look around the crowd asking “Does someone wanna come help me get this off my wrist?”

Girls from the crowd shoot up and cheer immediately with there hands in the air. As for Justin who is still sitting and waiting for someone come to his rescue. Scooter waists no time in suddenly beginning to push on my back, motioning me forward.

“What?”

“Go help him.” He demands with a smirk.

“What?!” My eyes trail down my body, instinctively cringing at my purpose sweatpants and staff hoodie I chose to wear. I looked terrible. “Nah-ah. No way.”

“Who cares about what your wearing, go help him!” He chuckles.

“I care! Plus I don’t wanna just walk out on stage! That’s scary.” I pout but scooter shows no remorse.

“Just go!” He puts his arms on my shoulders and pushes me out onto the stage. This time, I can’t turn back because by the way every one in the crowd has heightened there screams, they’ve definitely seen me.

I sigh and mentally note ‘there no turning back now’ before jogging forward over to the seat Justin was seated on by the edge. Justin’s eyes trail around the stage, looking for the reason the screams in the crowd have increased, and once seeing me making my way over, smiles and extends a hand for me to grab.

I don’t hesitate to reach for his gesture and quickly dash over to remove this bracelet as fast as I can so I can get off the stage as soon as possible. At first, Justin is no help at all. Instead, he begins rubbing my arm and trying to get me to sit and stay next to him. “Justin, stop fidgeting.” I laugh.

Justin shrugs his shoulders as if not having any idea what I was talking about before settling and begins cooperating with the process. This bracelet is so damn stubborn! But after some pull and tug, Justin says, “Pull it from this side.”

“Yeah, and you unclip it from over there.”

The crowd aw’s in affection at our teamwork.

As we work together and finally get the bracelet removed, I jump up in achievement and grab a hold of the bracelet myself. As I’m about to make my way back off stage, Justin grabs my arm and pulls me back pouting. “Stay.”

I chuckle nervously and take a glance at the screaming crowd in anticipation, finally turning back to Justin to shake my head.

“Oh c'mon!” He encourages, grabbing my hip and pulling me towards him. I fall onto the seat beside him, my back pressed against his side while his arm rest around my waist. “Have a little fun. I’ll sing you a nice sooong.” He coo’s as if I was a child. “give you a little kiiiss. We can cuddllle.”

“Shut up.” I chuckle to which Justin smiles.

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

Meanwhile, the crowd has hit the fan, their cheers going wild in a frenzy of excitement. Justin places his arm around my shoulders while using his hand to hold the right notes on the guitar neck. His other hand strumming lightly at the body.

After commenting about how terribly the guitar is tuned, he finally begins singing Cold water in a soft, melodic tone.

“Everybody gets high sometimes you know…What else can we do when were feelin’ low? - C'mon sing it with me baby!”

I chuckle at his enthusiasm and decide to not ruin the song and just keep my mouth shut, but frozen with a smile.

“So I wanna lay with you told I’m old!” He sang, causing my to furrow my eyebrows in confusion.

“Baby you sang it wrong.” I whispered into his side.

Still strumming the guitar, he looks over at me “Really? I did? Well then how does it go?”

“It goes, ’What else can we do when were feelin’ low? So take a deep breath and let it go -…” I quickly sing as Justin smirks.

I hadn’t realised that justin had actually moved the mic towards me, causing my voice to echo throughout the entire arena, the crowd cheering like crazy in the background while Justin smirked menacingly.

“Hey!” I pouted. “You stuffed the lyrics on purpose!”

“How’d you know?” He chuckled sarcastically. “Well, since you started it you gotta finish. C'mon baby lets go!”

So I saw a post about how James Potter would never grow old and had an overwhelming feeling of “FIGHT ME”, and then I realized that the fandom never talks about what it would be like if he grew old, they just say they’re sad he didn’t…so here are elderly James Potter headcanons.

  • He’s super, super vivacious. It’s like he never ages except he clearly does because hair is gray and he has a cane and has some back problems. But he never loses his zest for life.
  • He goes to equality protests with the rest of the Marauders (which DOES include Lily) all the time, and tells the leaders that “he’ll hit anyone with a cane”.
  • Which he would, because he has
  • He fantasized about getting a sword installed in the cane. He once spent twenty minutes looking up places to do that, only to have Lily confront him later with a “please get me a sword, too”
  • So he did, and sometimes they do battles in the front yard until something happens to someone’s back.
  • James is that old guy that goes to quidditch matches all the time. The Chudley Cannons are in town? Whup, let’s go. He has this thing where he screams at the teams and waves his cane and the players never mind because it’s just like “it’s that Potter fellow again”
  • Whenever he sees teams, he’ll make them sign two things: his apparel for them and a shirt that he will intentionally buy the week before and keep the receipt so he can prove he saw them recently. 
  • He and Sirius have a thing where they’re in contest for “coolest grandparents”, and he wants to prove that he really is the coolest by having a shirt he bought “last week, my clone, see?
  • He always calls James his clone because the two of them find it hilarious, and then he asks James about the Marauders and James will tell him stories
  • He has inside jokes with all his grandkids.
  • Him and Lily Luna have a contest to see who can unintentionally wreck the Potters’ front yard the most because they both kill every growing thing (but they try!), so whenever he greets her, he says, “wreck any yards recently?”
  • Albus Severus is almost done memorizing the key sections of Hogwarts: A History so James and Albus have battles with memorized sections of Hogwarts: A History against Quidditch Through the Ages. They always have some joking talk about it when Albus arrives so they can both get their game up.
  • They like to do weird accents as they do them, as well.
  • Harry records all of these and sends them to Hermione and Ron because “hey look, Hermione, someone’s actually reading Hogwarts: A History
  • James’ messy hair never balds, it only goes gray. 
  • Although he HAS suggested to Lily that he follow in his father’s footsteps an make a magical hair dye: one for Lily and him to share, because she’s graying too. It’s very visible since she almost never puts her hair up.
  • She laughs and says she’d rather him share with Sirius.
  • The people at the Muggle grocery store love him, because he sits there and tells all his wizarding stories for hours and no one can tell if he’s serious or not, but he’s such a good storyteller that it doesn’t matter.
  • Whenever Harry and his kids come over he tries to help Lily bake something. It always turns out to be a disaster, but it always means he has a new story to tell them.
  • He gives the grandkids gifts every time they visit. The real question is who will get a prank gift and who gets a real gift. 
  • He does a similar thing with candy dishes by filling all of them with Bertie Botts. 
  • He still rides out on his broom whenever he can.
  • He has an old leather recliner. Because yes, of course he does.
  • The Marauders meet up every week. They talk and they do projects and basically are an entourage at this point.
  • Remus decided to grow a beard, which ends up looking like a few silly little wisps on his chin that bother all of them. Peter one day comments about how easy it would be to get rid of it in his sleep and so Sirius and James create a plan to hack it off
  • (a plan that never works, because Lily tells him the next day and Remus decides to cut it off before Sirius and James can)
  • James and Lily talk every single night and spend time together every single day. They never, ever run out of things to talk about.
  • They have a chore rotation.
  • Every night, before they go to sleep, he makes tea for Lily and himself (she likes chamomile with honey, his favorite changes every week). It’s the one thing he can cook besides Indian food, they food he grew up with, without entirely messing it up.
  • He goes to sleep at nine thirty so he can get sleep and have a great day tomorrow, too, because he learned that you CAN be too tired to enjoy life, and he doesn’t want to waste a minute of it.
  • He focuses a lot on experiences and friendships and relationships now, and he feels so lucky to be surrounded by so many amazing people that he loves, especially after the war.
  • He went to treatment for PTSD after it was over. Harry had to, too, but there are nights when Harry wakes up screaming and James and Lily are there to comfort him and calm him down because they know what it’s like and they love him more than anything else in the world.
  • James Potter lives a beautiful life as an older man and no one can tell me otherwise.
⇁ paper doll | prologue

Originally posted by sugutie

pairing⇁Jungkook x Reader

genre⇁drama, slight angst ||  idol+singer-songwriter!au

warnings⇁sexual themes with smut in the next chapters, mentions of past unhealthy relationship 

word count⇁2k

When the nation’s little sister, IU, gets into a huge scandal, your agency seizes the opportunity to thrust you into that now vacant spotlight. Your self-composed song Paper Doll becomes an overnight sensation, and soon people are itching to find out who was the one who broke your heart. All hell breaks loose once netizens discover that you used to date popular idol, Jeon Jungkook. Little do they know that it wasn’t him who left the relationship unscathed — it was you.

alternatively: a story on the consequences of a hit break-up song

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Jealousy With A Twist (Marvel)

Originally posted by anthvnystcrk

(A/N: This took me a long time to do, I thought it would be cute and short but HELL NO! 8 PAGES LATER AND WE ARE FINALLY HERE AND FINISHED. Hope you guys enjoy!)

Steve Rogers:

He watched you from across the room with his glass in his hand, clutching the cup to calm himself down. He watched you laughing at some random guys jokes, he glared at the guy watching him move closer to you Steve trailed the guys hand the he began to try and wrap around your waist and that was the last straw for Steve. Just as he walked up to give the man a piece of his mind, he saw you slap the guy across his face slamming your high heel into the guy’s shoes. Steve smiled as he sat back down at the bar pretending he didn’t see what just happened, who was he to tell you how to run his life, he wasn’t your boyfriend.

 "Steve why do all guys who aren’t you just suck.“ You said walking in between his legs wrapping your arms around his neck taking in his smell, that was your true weakness. "Because I’m amazing and a hundred years old (Y/N).” He said brushing your hair softly with one hand and wrapping the other around your waist, titles or not you were his and he was yours. “Oh and Steve I saw you looking at me, there’s no need to be jealous Cap.” You said kissing his cheek.

Originally posted by blossomhael

James Buchanan “Bucky” Barnes:

“Temper, temper. Remember (Y/N) is just acting. She’s on a mission, so cool it.” Steve said grabbing James’ shoulder for a third time but James couldn’t control himself. This foul scum was touching his girl, he had his hands on his girl and he didn’t like that. “Screw this mission Steve, that’s my fiancé in there being felt up by some creepy prick.” James said marching towards you and the man sitting on the couch across from you. You rolled your eyes and smirked a bit, it was adorable to see the man you’re going to be married to still jealous of silly things. “Now tell me does your wife know you have a thing for younger woman?” You ask loudly side eyeing James, your statement caused the guy to move away a slight bit in fear.

 "How do you know that?“ He asked in fright, that’s when you showed him the disc you were holding "If you explain what’s this? I’ll think about not showing your wife you seduce several young woman. Do we have a deal?” You asked innocently looking at the man who nodded continually as if pleading with you “Good. He’s all yours.” You said throwing the disc to your fiancé winking at him walking back to the rest of the shield agents in the back. “Petty jealousy a good color on you, James.” You said laughing when James and Steve walked to the computer room.

Originally posted by fuckyeahtonystark

Tony Stark:

Tony always loved to throw parties, it was what he was known for but what most people didn’t know is that he’s also amazing at throwing private dinners for the two of you. Today was your 3 year anniversary, you and Tony had gotten married a year ago and many people were surprised you controlled the playboy partier but it wasn’t as hard as they thought. All it took was one night and he was yours, no powers, no spells, no curse, just a long deep connection. “Mr. Stark who could we serve you and this beautiful woman tonight?” The young waiter said winking in your direction causing you to scrounge your face up in a confused manner. “Tell the cooks that me and my lovely date will have our regulars.” Tony strained but didn’t correct the young man, as you both watched the boy leave you looked a Tony.

 "Remind me to have him fired. Alright love?“ Tony said holding your hand playing with your wedding ring. The dinner went by so quickly, more suggestive comments were thrown your way and Tony’s patience began to run thin "May I speak with Sal?” Tony said holding your hand kissing it softly and you knew exactly what was going to happen. “Mr and Mrs. Stark, how can I be of assistance?” Sal, the owner of the restaurant said to us causing the boy to stiffen “Will you please inform ALL of your employees new and old that this woman is my and deserves the same amount of respect that they give me.” Tony said firmly without revealing any names “Certainly Mr. Stark.” Sal said walking to the back with the waiter following him “I’m proud of you Tony, not getting the boy fired.” You said holding his hand tightly.

 "He reminded me a lot of me when I was younger and he helped me realized that all these men are going to be looking at my beautiful wife.“ He said lowly "You just don’t want to admit you were actually jealous.” You said chuckling while rolling your eyes “Oh shut up (Y/N)” Tony said laughing kissing your hand before getting ready to pay for the meal.

Originally posted by thunderbirdthor

Thor Odinson:

“You dare try to defile your queen!” You heard Thor’s voice boom from your shared chambers, you had rubbed your eyes trying to wake yourself up quicker before you softly made your way through the quiet palace. You no longer heard Thor’s booming voice “I should smite you for even thinking of such things towards my daughter in law.” You hear Odin said to the unknown person, you tied your rove tightly before slowly turning the door to the throne room but before you could open the door you felt a hand stop you “(Y/N) that isn’t your Thing inside that room, that man is a jealous, petty and rageful man. Are you prepared to see such things beyond your mind?” Loki asked before letting your hand go allowing you to open the door.

Once the door was open you saw a bloody man tied to wooden hair and Thor towering of him with mjolnir aimed for the sky “Thor Odison! Put mjolnir,down now!” You yelled causing the room to shake a bit. Thor snapped his head to face you and once he saw the fear in your eyes he dropped mjolnir “My love.. this man, this wretched being was trying to sneak into our chambers and harm you my queen.” He said softly trying to comfort you but you moved away from him “Loki was right.” Was all you said when you felt a hand on your shoulder when you looked up you saw Loki’s face looking ahead, you hugged him tightly crying into his armor as he walked out of the throne room with you “He’s going to come out in 5… 4… 3… 2…. send me elsewhere now.” Loki said softly and you did as he asked sending him back to his own chambers. You saw Thor stomp out of the room looking around “Where is he!” He yelled at you causing you to flinch “Safe, away from a monster like you.” You said holding back your tears “I’m a monster? I protect you, yet you call me a monster? Are you with that frost giant?” He sneered causing you to step away from him.

 "Who the hell are you. You’re not my Thor Odinson. My Thor Odison would NEVER disrespect his brother, he believes there is some good in him. So who are you?“ You yelled backing away as he stepped closer to you causing your back to hit a pillar "You’re right. I’m not. I’m better.” Thor said placing both his hands on both sides of your head until you heard thunder and saw it strike down the Thor in front of you. You screamed looking around for help but then you saw him, those golden locks and bright smile, you ran to Thor jumping into his arms “Loki, always up to no good, but I must admit I do feel a string of jealousy.” He said softly in you ear.

 "Why?“ You asked confused "You never yell at me like that.” He said with his booming laugh “I love you Thor.” You said kissing him softly. After the kiss was broken apart you both heard clapping and knew it could be from only one person “LOKI!” You and Thor yelled in unison running after the God of Mischief.


Originally posted by darlingjarvis

Loki Laufeyson:

You had been trying to reach for the book on the high shelf on your tip toes till you felt a larger body closely behind your body pick up the book that you were reaching for “Why didn’t you just ask for help ma'am?” The man asked smiling at you “Because her husband doesn’t appreciate men trying to slide their way to his wife. Do you actually work here or just trying to look for something you won’t be getting from here?” Loki said each word laced with a dangerous promise as he stared coldly at the man who helped you.

 The man had ran away quickly before Loki had moved a foot, and just as you were about to tell Loki something he had pressed you up against the bookshelf “You should know better then to entertain the weak minds of men. You are my woman, or shall I have to remind you here who you belong to.” Loki said softly in your ear nibbling on it softly “God of Mischief and Jealousy, what a dangerously delicious combination.” You said turning in his arms kissing his softly before ducking under his arms and finding a quiet spot to read. He had been sitting on a couch which is where you wanted to sit, once Loki became comfortable you laid on his lap as you read and he played with your hair “You my love shall truly kill me.” He said softly “Oh I hope so.” You said winking at him before returning to your book.


Originally posted by spiderholland

Peter Parker:

She was sitting in their chemistry class looking as beautiful as ever with her messy bun and baggy sweater. Peter planned on finally sitting with her “Today is the day.” He whispered to himself before letting out a big sigh trying to relax himself but as soon as he stepped into the room Connor slid his way to be your chemistry partner for the day, accepting defeat Peter looked to the floor walking slowly to his seat, as he sat down he realized that Ned wasn’t here today so he would be alone in this class. He watched Connor and (Y/N) sitting next to each other and regardless of Connors multiple attempts to get her attention none of them worked until he softly rubbed her side causing her to snap her neck in his direction “Do. Not. Touch. Me.” She said lowly glaring at Connor who put his hands up in a defensive move.

 "Hey, Peter is Ned here today?“ She said turning back to look at Peter who now had a shocked expression on his face, he shook his head in a rushed motion "Good.” She said grabbing her things moving next to Peter “Do you mind if I’m your partner today?” She asked looking at him with sweet eyes “Not at all..” Peter said softly “You would choose this nerd over me?” Connor said in a rather hurt manner. “First off, Peter is more of a man then you’d ever dream of and second of all cocky assholes aren’t my type.” She said smirking moving closer to Peter, this was his chance. He slowly began to wrap her in his arms at first she flinched softly but shortly after she leaned into his arms smiling “So nerds are your type?” Connor said getting up, now angry about the whole matter.

 "Nope. Peter is my only type, now leave me be.“ She said intertwining her fingers with Peters playing with his hand. Connor returned to the other side of the room but (Y/N) didn’t move away from Peter "No need to be jealous of assholes like him, when Peter Parker is my favorite neighbor Spider.” She said winking at him softly before returning to the class at hand. “How do you know that?” Peter said shocked trying not to make a big commotion she then placed her hand on the table and formed her hands as if she was shooting a web causing Peter to look down blushing “Crap.” He said softly.

 "It’s cool Parker, I won’t say anything as long as you agree to out on a date with me.“ She said still looking ahead "Fine, just don’t tell my secret.” Peter said smiling “We both know that’s not why you’re going but you’re safe with me Parker.” She said laughing softly before writing down her notes.

Originally posted by tomshardy

Pietro Maximoff: 

You were sitting on the couches in the Avengers living room with Clints head placed right on your lap, he wasn’t feeling well with his high fever and you finally got him to go to sleep. The Avengers next understood why you and Clint were so close, you and him kept your relationship quiet, he was your uncle and when your mom had passed he promised he would take care of you. He trained you until you were just as good as him at archery and killing the “bad guys” as he put it so that shield would accept you but the only thing you both didn’t imagine was that you would end up falling for one of the Avengers. “Vhat is dis?” You heard your sassy prince mumbled obviously not liking Clint laying on you “Baby, he’s not feeling well. I’m only helping him feel better.” You said but of course Pietro brushes off what you say because his anger is too busy consuming him, he grabbed Clints arm trying to pull him off of you “Pietro I swear to Thor and whatever other gods are up there that I will kill you if you remove me off my niece.” Clint sneered trying to fall asleep but to no avail.

 "Dammit, thank you honey, why do you have to date a blonde jerk.“ You uncle said crossing his arms causing you to laugh "Because he makes me happy, now go lay down and I’ll bring you tea for your head.” You said shooing your uncle watching him walk away “Look you woke his cranky ass up, I was up with him all night trying to get him to sleep and now it’s going to be harder to do it now.” You rolled your eyes making your way to the kitchen to make Clint his tea “You are related?” Pietro asked confused sitting on the bar stool “Yes he was my mom’s brother before she passed away.. he’s my uncle.” You said softly not wanting to get the attention of the other avengers and trying to hold in your tears.

 You felt a set of arms wrap around you pulling you into a tight hug “I love you, and I am very sorry.” Pietro said softly in your ear brushing your hair behind your ear before kissing your forehead. You turned in his arms smiling as he bent down slowly to kiss you “(Y/N)! I need the tea!!!” You heard Clint complain from his room causing you to laugh as Pietro kissed you “Let me attend to the Queen, my love.” You said kissing his cheek before walking to Clints room with his tea.

Originally posted by superwholockpotterhead

Clint Barton:

You were training with some of the agents of shield, trying to enhance your skills to be more useful in the field. You were trying to hold the bow correctly but you were struggling terribly until you felt a pair of arms  make their way to your hands helping you position yourself correctly, now you thought it was your crush, Clint, but to your dismay it wasn’t. “Oh Alex, you scared me?” You said smiling softly as you looked up to see Alex standing there “Expecting someone else?” He question raising an eyebrow, you shook your head slowly, wishing it was Clint and not Alex. You continued to train until you felt Alex’s hand slide down your body and before you could turn to slap him you heard a thud, once you turned around you saw Clint on top of Alex beating him up and before Clint should swing again you grabbed his hand “Clint Barton. Are you crazy?!” You said holding his wrist as he got up to throw you over his shoulder in silence. He marched all the way to his bedroom dropping you on the bed.

 "What the hell was that? He was all over you and you didn’t do shit to stop him. Do you want that kind of attention!“ He yelled causing you to flinch because he had never yelled at you before "Why are you so mad! You’re not my boyfriend! We’re not family! Hell we’re barely friends!” You said yelling in return approaching Clint’s face, he stared at you in silence before you felt his hands wrap around your waist lifting you up and kissing you harshly, causing you to wrap your legs around him, you’ve wanted this for so long, watching him in the shadows wasn’t anything compared to the feelings of right now. “Because you’re my girl, but you knew that already, didn’t you?” He said breathing heavily, you nodded. You overheard him and Natasha speaking about how he wanted to ask you on a date but was too afraid to mention it.

 "So now that you’re here and we already hit second base how about that date that I was too afraid to ask you out on?“ He said laughing still supporting your body "Of course, you’ve stolen my kiss we must go on that date now.” You said winking not moving away from his arms because you liked the warmth “But if you get jealous like that all the time we’re going to have a problem.” You said sternly “Not anymore, cause I know you’re mine now.” He said kissing you a final time before allowing your feet to touch the floor.


Originally posted by thetony-stark

Bruce Banner:

You were working late at the coffee shop once again, you were so tired and overworked. You heard the bell chime and immediately went out to greet the customers but the people you saw weren’t regular customers it was your boyfriend and the rest of his friends “Hello everyone, welcome to Edwin’s Cafe, please have a seat someone will be with you in a minute.” You said smiling at Bruce watching his walk over to his regular booth seat. “(Y/N) can you come in my office please.” You heard your boss Edwin call, you made your way to the office winking at Bruce before he left, you didn’t need to look back to know he was blushing slightly. “So we flirt with customers huh?” Edwin said closing the door behind you “Um.. no .. what gave you that idea?” You asked innocently.

 "You just flirted with that man, but you never flirt with me. I see the way you look at me (Y/N), I know you want me, just admit it and all this can be yours.“ He said grabbing your hand and placing it on his member. "Edwin! What’s the matter with you! Are you delusional!” You said yelling hastily walking to the door running out of the room only to be hit by a rock, but not any rock, the Hulk, you bumped into the Hulk. “Shit.” You muttered the Hulk moved you away from Edwin but you tried your best to stand your ground “Bruce Banner, cut this nonsense, you know very well I am capable of taking control of myself.” You yelled trying to reach Bruce but the Hulk looked at you confused at the words coming from your mouth, you rolled your eyes and marched back into Edwin’s office hearing a violent roar behind you.

 When you had entered Edwin’s office you’d waited for the hulk to enter “Look Hulk.” You said slapping your boss across the face “I quit, prick.” You said and before you took your leave you kicked Edwin straight in his balls causing him to collapse to the floor in agonizing pain. When you turned to face the Hulk he actually smiled, you then noticed he started to shrink down into your Bruce “(Y/N) did I hurt anyone?” Bruce asked rubbing his head “No my love but I think I hurt Hulks sense of pride.” You said laughing wrapping your arm around his waist holding him tight to you “Wanda told me what was going on and I just lost it. No man should ever touch you because you’re my woman.” He said sternly looking at his friends who smirked at him giving him several nods.

 "Hey even Hulk likes you because he got jealous at the same moment I did, but I had no control of him.“ Bruce said nervously which caused you to tiptoe and kiss his cheek "I love that both sides of you love me the same.” You said smiling at him as he wrapped his arm around you “Yeah.. me too..” he said softly in your ear.

Originally posted by kallian91

Vision:

You couldn’t be completely upset at him, he didn’t know the human customs, he was a walking computer and yet you still felt a pang of pain that he didn’t do anything to help you. You sighed as you wrapped yourself with the ace bandages when you heard a knock on your door and before you could answer you see Vision floating in front of you “Yes, Vision?” You said not even bothering to look at him “You’re upset, why?” He asked sitting right beside you on your bed “I am not upset what gave you that idea.” You lied through your teeth but you knew it was to no prevail because he knew you, he knew all about you. “You’re upset because I didn’t defend you, am I correct?” Vision said looking at you “Yes. I am.” You said finishing up with your bandages looking at him.

 "Well I didn’t defend you because I’ve learned from you and Nathasha that women are not easily defeated regardless of the numbers, but you were hurt and I still did nothing to save you.. but I felt this wave of emotions that made me angry at you… well what is that human emotion when you envy someone?“ He asked while searching his database for the answer "You’re jealous of me, why?” You asked confused “Jealously , yes that’s the proper word. Well you are head strong, determined, kind yet cold, sweet, funny and an amazing fighter.. I am nothing but a piece of machinery that was created for mass destruction.” He said coldly as if he thinks all you see is a man of metal “No Vision you’re mistaken, you are more than a weapon, you’re an amazing robot, you know all the trivia answers, all the world recipes, and more importantly you know me inside and out.” You said smiling laying your hand on his shoulder.

 "Why is it that I feel so warm when you touch me, or compliment me..“ he asked more to himself then to you but you smiled "It’s a special feeling of a deep care made for someone who you truly care for.. some call it love others call it caring.” You said shrugging “What’s the defining line?” He asked looking at you with pure curiosity “I don’t know, I’ve never thought about it before.” You said looking at him. He was about to say something but you felt his hands over lap yours.

 "Well (Y/N) when I am with you I know what the feeling is.“ He said looking into your eyes lifting your chin up to look at him "It’s love.. but is it possible for me to communicate such emotions?” He said looking down at the floor and without a second though you kissed his lips that were rather cold “Well we shall just have to figure it out together now won’t we?” You said smiling looking at him nod in silence but his smile as radiant as ever.


Originally posted by dailyteamcap

Sam Wilson:

You watched Sam from the distance, you weren’t spying on him, you were simply observing his whereabouts considering he’s been spending an awful lot of time with Natasha. You weren’t jealous you were simply curious as to what he was up to and why he was always with her nowadays and then you saw it, something you feared more than anything. She fell into his arms and they looked at each other romantically causing your face to turn away, you were in such pain at the idea but now your heart was truly broken at the sight of them. You ran back to the Avengers tower not wanting to speak to anyone but you were stopped when you saw Sam and Natasha sitting at the front speaks “Care to explain why you felt the need to spy on me?” Sam asked crossing his arms over “Care to explain why you’re cheating on me?” you snapped at him causing him and Nathasha to start laughing.

 “Of course you would think I was cheating. Goodness woman you have no trust in me.” he said shuffling in his pockets “There’s no point in lying to me, I saw you.” you said turning your back towards him “Want to know why I’ve been sneaking off with Nathasha? Turn around and look at me and then you’ll get your answer.” he said smoothly causing your interest to peak which led you to turn around to see Sam down on his knee with a beautiful box in his hands while Natasha stood over him with a sign that read “Will you be mine?” Natasha had a bright smile plastered on her face truly excited “We’ve been sneaking around because I wanted to find you the perfect ring for your perfect finger. When she fell in my arms we planned that because we knew you watching babe, nothing more.” he said smiling “So what do you say? Will you marry me?” he asked hopeful. You had no words so you nodded and wrapped your arms around him crying softly as he placed the ring on your finger “Always jumping to conclusions.” he said kissing your forehead laughing.

Originally posted by theavengers

Scott Lang:

You were playing with your dog, Rocco and noticed Scott looking at you leaning on the counter “Yes Lang?” you said scratching your dog’s ear watching his face light up with enjoyment “You love that dog more than you love me.” Scott pouted looking out the window trying to avoid eye contact with you causing you to laugh “Babe, seriously? You’re jealous over this cute face?” you said picking up your dog while walking over to Scott placing the dog in his face, while Rocco licked him “No, but I wish you loved me like that.” he said petting the dog smiling.

 “I do love you baby” you said putting Rocco down now scratching Scott’s ear laughing “I love you so much that I sleep in your bed every night and wait for you to come home every morning from your Adventurous duties.” you say smiling kiss Scott’s cheek “So there is no reason to be jealous of little Rocco.” you said looking at your dog who had fallen asleep on the couch. “I guess you’re right babe. The dog ain’t got nothin on me.” he said kissing your neck laughing at himself while holding your waist tightly.

Sniper Lance!

I really love these types of headcanons! Just…anything involving any type of badass Lance. Thank you @plouffe-dans-leau for suggesting this, I’m sorry it’s taken me so long to actually get to it.

•Lance pretty much grew up in a gun range.

•his father and uncle were snipers and took Lance to the gun range as a way of bonding.

•turns out Lance is a natural, and his father and uncle teach him everything they know. They can’t help but be proud of their little son/nephew.

•and as the years go by, Lance just keeps getting better. But he also wanted to fight, like his father and uncle.

•so he signs up for the garrison, hoping to learn to be a trained fighter pilot and make his family proud.

•of course than he gets whisked away by a giant robot lion to fight in a galactic war.

•when the bayard turned into a type of rifle, Lance was so happy, but it was very different from what he was used to ( which is a lot! His father made sure to train him in practically every gun he could.) so when no one was using it, which was a lot harder than originally thought, Lance practices with it relentlessly to get a better handle on it.

•and Lance realizes how much he misses his family. On Earth, he knew that he could always call or Skype, even when he would be able to deploy, he still would have some contact.

•but out in space, he can’t even send a letter to them letting him know he’s ok. (Doesn’t stop him from writing them though.)

•when Pidge makes the comment about him not being the sharpshooter, it definitely shakes his confidence. All his life his father and uncle have told him what a sharpshooter he is, how he’s better than some of the men they’ve worked with. But what if thy were just saying that because he was family (they weren’t. They literally think he’s one of the best.) and it slips in with every other insecurity about his position on the team.

•hearing Shiro call him their sharpshooter does lift his spirits, and helps him regain some confidence in his skill.

•the only people who know about Lance’s crazy skills are Hunk and Coran.
•Hunk has known Lance since they were kids so Hunk heard all about Lance’s skills from Lance’s family.
•Coran accidentally walked in on Lance when he was doing a casual long range training, (in other words, Lance was on a very high level on the training deck and kicking ass.)

•but of course, none of the others really believe that Lance is this trained shooter who could probably pin a fly to the wall with a butter knife with precise accuracy. (He’s like crazy good)

•great, now all I can think about is how his uncle wouldn’t just stick with just guns, he would practice with bow and arrows as well, and Lance just knocking them dead with his crazy accuracy. He’s pretty good with throwing daggers as well, but he’s better with bows and guns.

•Lance joined the archery team. Took them all the way to nationals ( is that something archery does? Not exactly sure.)

Wow, this took a completely different turn than I thought. But now just think about how, during a diplomatic mission, they’re challenged by some nobleman of that planet, either to try and discredit them or to distract them and the other nobles from some nefarious plot. And pretty much only one of them can compete in the nobleman’s choice of contest. Archery. Of course Hunk, the pure ray of sunshine that he is, immediately tells Shiro to choice Lance to do this. Shiro is a bit apprehensive about it at first, not sure how well Lance is with a bow like he is with a gun, but he agrees and lets Lance compete, even though there are some nay-sayers(cough cough-Keith and Pidge-cough). Anyways, the contest is that both contestants must start at a certain distance from the target and with each hit, they have to move farther back, first person to miss the target loses. So they get underway, and Lance is just slaying the nobleman, who is starting to struggle. But Lance sees something is off, and immediately puts two and two together, so instead of the next arrow hitting the target, Lance takes out the Assassin trying to take out one of the royal family.(which Is even farther away from the target, Lance got like eagle eyes, nothing gets past him) of course, there is some panic when this happens but once everyone pieces it together, the nobleman is arrested and Lance didn’t just save a planet’s monarchy, he proved to his entire team that he really is their sharpshooter.


Wow, this got way longer than I thought. I just love these au/headcanons so much! So, if you guys have any questions pertaining to this ^ or to any other au’s I have made, or if you want to give me an idea for an au, please feel free to send an ask! I’m always looking for new ideas for au’s! Again, thank you @plouffe-dans-leau for sending the idea!

just a bet part iii

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hi thank you for so much support on this story it means a lot

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summary: beverly bets richie he can’t get with the new kid, eddie, in under three months. richie disagrees

pairing: richie and eddie

words: 2,097


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I love David. I love him as much as the next fan, maybe more than is strictly necessary, and I love his flaws, too, and I’m here to tell you
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baby, my baby | 07

Originally posted by kookmin

“Raise my child, just for twelve months”

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◇ genre: angst, fluff. parents au
◇ word count:  2.9 k
◇ author’s note: i will be updating this series every friday evening, 11~12pm korean time! i really hope you enjoy! the series is on hold for now.

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