if you notice any change =x

anonymous asked:

Selina + Reader ( young beggar) 147, please?

Characters: Reader x Selina Kyle

Warnings: stealing ??

Prompts: “Look! Fireflies!”

Word Count: 375

A/N: oh my god I could already tell from the request this was gonna be cute. hope you like it !! first selina kyle drabble I think !

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Selina sifted through the wallet, taking out a wad of cash and tossing the leather pouch to the side. She stuffed the cash into the pocket of her jacket and continued down the street. 

Turning the corner, she noticed a huddled figure leaned against the street. As she approached, she noticed it was a beggar. What she wasn’t expecting, though, was how young they were when they lifted your head.

You looked at the young girl with curly hair and a leather jacket and timidly held your hands out.

“Can you spare any change?” you asked, and Selina didn’t hesitate to reach into her pocket. Your eyes widened at the cash she was holding, and she handed you a quarter of the stack. You marvelled at the notes in your hands, before throwing your arms around her. 

“Hey, kid, I’m not very big on hugs.” she raised her arms, and you awkwardly pulled away. 

“Thank you…?” you looked at her expectantly, and she held her hand out to you.

“Selina.” she said, and she firmly shook your hand. “I’ll see you around, kid.” 

“Wait!” you called out, and she whipped around. “Where did you get the money?”

“I stole it.” she grinned, her eyes glittering. You gaped at her, stepping closer.

“Can you teach me?” you asked, and she hesitated. “Please? I won’t be a lot of trouble. I’ve been on my own and-”

“Okay, fine.” she interrupted, and you grinned. “Well, we won’t start now. Follow me, I’ll bring you somewhere you can stay warm.”

The two of you continued down the street, and she walked out of the city and wandered under the bridge. You looked around, confused, until you realized there was a small crowd there. They were huddled around a fire, and you kept close to Selina.

You suddenly noticed small flecks of light, and you looked up at them in awe. Selina looked at you in confusion as you turned around, watching them fly. 

“Look! Fireflies!” you turned to her, excited, and she rolled her eyes but smiled. 

“Something tells me you’re not really cut out to be a thief.” she folded her arms across her chest. Shrugging, she continued walking, and you followed close behind, still watching the fireflies.

Begin Again (2) (Soulmate au)

Summary: One day every human being on the planet received a mark in some place on their body at the same time; these marks are the initials of your soulmate and their date of birth. What do you do when your soulmate is not the person that you have a relationship with?

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 1956

Warnings: Angst, fuffly a

Thanks to @drinkfantasy for being my beta, you are Amazing and a cute pie.

Sequel to Every Road

credits to the gif owners


You were lost. A couple of days ago you had your life all figured out and now you don’t know what to do. You barely left your bed these days; all you did was cry and eat ice cream. You hated the feeling of uncertainty.

Your boss took pity of your situation and let you work from home for the next couple of weeks. You were grateful because you still didn’t feel ready to face the outside world.  You quickly realized that work from home is boring; you don’t have too much to do besides answering emails and revising files.

You used all this free time too clean your apartment; you threw everything that belonged to your ex away and everything you felt that didn’t belong to you anymore. You felt renewed, your placed started to look like yours again and getting rid of his things made you see you are really better off without him.

Part of you always knew that your relationship was better from the outside than in the inside, you just wish you had realized that by yourself and not because of the universe.

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Aro Spec Awareness Week Personal Prompts

Day 1 (February 19, 2017): [x]

Sunday, February 19: Write about what your aromantic / aro spec identity means to you. This can include your experience finding the identity that feels the most right to you, and can absolutely involve disclosing what your identity is (though, of course, that is not required).

Day 2 (February 20, 2017): [x]

Monday, February 20, 2017: Write about some of the complications you’ve come across as identifiying or existing on the aromantic spectrum. You can include ways you’ve worked out problems that occur, or things you might still be struggling- it’s all up to you. Feel free to give advice to other people participating if you have any, as long as it’s okay with that tumblr user!

Day 3 (February 21, 2017): [x]

Tuesday, February 21: Write about the things you love about your identity. If you’re struggling to love your identity, what are the things about the aromantic spectrum that resonate with you? How has finding the community helped figure out who you are? Feel free to post as many positive aromantic self-love posts as you see fit.

Day 4 (February 22, 2017): [x]

Wednesday, February 22: Write about the relationships in your life before you learned about the aromantic spectrum or before you began identifying on the spectrum. Have you noticed a big change in how you view the people you care about? About how you used to interact with people? Write about your experiences before you discovered the aromantic spectrum.

Day 5 (February 23, 2017): [x]

Thursday, February 23: Write about the relationships in your life after you learned about the aromantic spectrum and began identifying on the spectrum. What kinds of relationships do you appreciate more now, if any? What’s different for you identifying as aromantic? What’s different in viewing the people around you?

Day 6 (February 24, 2017): [x]

Write about your experience with the amanormativity we’re all subjected to. Amanormativity, for those who don’t know, is a societal expectation that forming an exclusive, central, amorous relationship is a universal goal. Did it affect you a lot growing up, is it something you’ve just begun to experience or notice a lot, or does it affect your life in any way at all? What are some of the things that really bother you about this? How does this manifest in the expectations the people in your life have on you? Feel free to use this prompt as a means of venting.

Day 7 (February 25, 2017): [x]

Reflect on your week, your experience as identifying as aromantic or arospec. What would you like for next year’s week? What are some final things you want to express about being a part of the aromantic/aromantic spectrum community or other things you’d like people to know?

Thigh Riding - Jaehyun (M)

This is an edited excerpt from Only One - Part 3. I apologize if some of it doesn’t make sense and the ending is kind of abrupt… I may write another one later, like an actual oneshot so it has a better stand alone storyline

-Admin Kay

Originally posted by yoonohthings


Pairing: Reader x Jaehyun

Genre: Semi-Smut - SEXUAL CONTENT

Word Count: 455

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Some thoughts about Sana and the Girl Squad.

Ok, so, I don’t think the girls are “ignoring” Sana and I mean, “ignoring” her in a negative way. I think that the girls just don’t notice which change is going on. From the moment they know Sana (as she always told them) isn’t interested in having a boyfriend/having a love interest/having sex/talking about guys they just don’t think that much about it, as it is almost a well-founded thing. What I mean is basically that they don’t notice Sana isolating herself from the group or, if one of them would, this one would think it’s “okay” because Sana is just not interested in those kind of things. They would think it’s normal. That that is just Sana being herself. But there’s clearly a miscommunication. They don’t know what Sana is going through. They don’t know that Sana started feeling something for a boy or whatever it is. They just don’t ask themselves “could Sana be interested in one of those boys? Why is Sana not joining?”, because they always saw her so proud, so strict, so serious and so steady on her arguments. I’m not saying the girls are behaving well towards Sana because they could pay more attention on what is going on around them so they could notice that actually Sana is excluding herself, or at least, they could notice the expression on her face. It’s just they are wont acting that way and thinking Sana is okay with all of that. They think she’s the same as always. Maybe Sana started being interested in Yousef not a long time ago. I am 100% sure that if Sana told the girls about her interest they would HELP HER IN ANY KIND OF WAY. Also they would be shocked (in a positive way) and happy at the same time because now they can try to let Sana anywhere near Yousef, they can help her and talk all together about the most common things girls of their age talk about, ALWAYS respecting Sana’s boundaries and ideas. It’s not that the girls care less about Sana, why would they? Didn’t you see how they immediately tried to help Noora when they found out about William? They support each other and they don’t do it (in this case) because it’s Noora. They would do the Same for Sana, this is 100% assured. They just should pay more attention to what’s around them and notice how Sana is feeling at the moment. They should link that to the “even if to Sana her faith is more important than those things, she’s a human, she can be interested in someone, maybe we should talk to her and find out why she isolates herself”. I think the girls love each other all in the same way. They feel so hyped in these situations that can’t keep an eye on Sana because they think she’s always the same. Also I know that if Noora knew about Sana’s interest for Yousef she would IMMEDIATELY take distances from him. So yeah, I hope the girls will notice the looks Sana and Yousef give to each other. And also I hope Sana opens herself to them and tries to talk about this thing. I want the girls to be together and supportive with one another as we saw in the previous seasons.

To Make You Happy (Tony X Daughter!Reader)

Characters: Tony X Daughter!Reader

Universe: Marvel, Avengers

Warnings: Hints of depression

FLUFF

Request: I have a cute request with tony x daughter. She’s been depressed and going through a rough time. So to cheer her up her dad gets her a kitten even though he isn’t fond of animals. He knew she always wanted one. And she does start to cheer up and they share a dad daughter fluffy moment.


Originally posted by tonystarkz

Tony had noticed your change in personality recently. You would sleep in, and you complained about being exhausted all the time. You didn’t make any jokes, and you lost a lot of motivation. You didn’t dress up and preferred to stay inside. You just seemed…sad all the time.

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Monsta X reaction in finding the tattoos that you’ve been hiding because of work

requested by anon~

hey guys! I hope you guys enjoy this! I wouldn’t be able to post for the rest of the week (maybe) since I’ll be busy with school works. Anyways, I apologize for any misspelled words or wrong grammar. Credits to the owners of these gifs.

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Shownu; You were too preoccupied with the music blasting through the speakers of your phone to notice Shownu coming in the room while you were changing. Hearing a loud gasp, you turned around to see Shownu staring at your buddhist pali incantation tattoo on the small of your back. Shownu was flustered to see you remove your clothes in front of him but he couldn’t rip his eyes off of your tattoo. You knew that one day you had to tell him and that day was today. You explained to him what the tattoo really meant and that you had to hide it because of work. You were expecting him to give a negative response to it but would be surprised when he breaks into a loving smile. He’d pull you into a hug and plant a kiss on your forehead before saying,

Your tattoo’s pretty amazing, jagi. And you’ve also became 10x hotter with those!” 

Originally posted by kihqun

Wonho; You were in your room when Wonho decided to barge in and annoy you. After multiple times of asking you to give him some chocolate, you gave up and walked up to your closet. By the moment your camisole went up when you stretched out your arm to reach the box of chocolate, Wonho would literally squeal in delight. You’d be taken aback by his sudden outburst but would be literally be shook when he grabs you by the waist and study the tattooed numbers on your hips. It was the birthdays of your parents and this thrilled Wonho. Before you could even react, he’d start blabbering stuff like you are so good at hiding these stuff and etc. and etc.  Shin Hoseok would then burst out laughing, running out of the room while telling the members about your tattoo. You’d literally facepalm yourself and go out the room to calm down an enthusiastic Shin Hoseok.

Guys! You won’t believe this! [Y/N], MY BABE, HAS A TATTOO ON HER HIPS!!!!!!!”

“Wonho, calm down–”

“IT’S SO AWESOME GUYS YOU MUST SEE IT!”

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Minhyuk; Lee Minhyuk was in the midst of playing with your fingers when his eyes landed on your ring finger. There was something hidden under the ring he gave you. He’d casually play with the ring while making sure that you were engrossed with the tv show. Once he sees your inked ring finger, his eyes would widen and a big teasing smile would appear on his face. By the second you notice his smile, you sighed and told him what the tattoo was about. It was the date of your engagement written in Roman Numerals. Minhyuk would be really touched by the thought of having that day written in your ring finger. Without further notice, he’d engulf you to a tight hug before showering you kisses. 

Aww, you’re so sweet babe! Should I also get my ring finger tattooed? But instead of our engagement date, it would be the date of our marriage!”

“Babe–”

“Oh oh! I know, we should get both of our inked! That’d be great, right? Let’s have it inked this Friday!”

Originally posted by kihqun

Kihyun; You were busy moping the floor when Kihyun walked pass you. His eyes were busy wandering when it landed on a specific spot on your wrist. There was a semicolon on the side of your wrist and this was something that he just noticed. He’d stop his tracks and immediately call your attention. Yoo Kihyun would flash a smile smile and would beat around the bush. When he’ll finally gather up the courage to ask you about the semicolon on your wrist, you’d casually explain to him what it means and how you really wanted to show the people that you cared for them. After knowing the meaning to it, he’d nod his head and smile to himself. He’d be totally touched by your story and would be really giddy about it the whole day. Yoo Kihyun would NOT be able to stop himself from asking you questions about it.

So, babe, when did you get it?

“Last year.”

“Was it painful?” “Was the tattoo artist a dude? Man, if that person was a dude….” “Wait, what made you decided to have that inked on your wrist?”

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Hyungwon; Chae Hyungwon happily listening to you blabbering about how your day was and how the kids gave you flowers and etc. when he noticed the tattoo on your collarbone. You were about to reach for your cup when your loose shirt moved, revealing the tattoo about your mother. His smile would be erased in a snap and his eyes would literally be glued onto your right collarbone. You’d immediately notice where he’s looking at, to which you you’d embarrassingly explain to him how your mom is a big part of your life and you decided to have something about her tattooed on your body to keep you going and whatnots. Hyungwon would be shook for a couple of minute before breaking into a smile. His fingertips would caress the tattoo and he’d be quiet for a couple of minutes.

That’s really… thoughtful of you babe.. I don’t know why but you’re really something…”

Originally posted by kihn

Jooheon; Jooheon volunteered to help you wash up since you were sick and could even barely lift yourself up. Having you stripped off of your clothes, he starts to shampoo you then proceeds in washing you body. In the midst of washing you back, he notices the tattoo on your shoulder blade. He’d stop his tracks and would casually ask you about it. Jooheon wouldn’t be able to rip his eyes off of your tattoo. You told him that it was the moon on the day you were born and the other moon was his. He’d break into a big grin before cupping you by the cheek. He’d be so fascinated and touched by your tattoo. 

Aigoo, you’re so cute jagi. You never fail to amaze me!”

“Babe, can you please continue washing my back?

“I never thought that you’d have the guts to have a tattoo with that kind of job of yours.”

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I.M; Changkyun was busy playing with your hair when he sees the tattoo at the back of your ear. It was an inguz or viking symbol. He’d literally be lost in his thoughts that he’d stop running his fingers on your hair. You’d turn your head and look at him, asking him what’s wrong. He wouldn’t be able to tell you what was bothering him. He’d stutter while finding the right words to say. You would furrow your eyebrows and realize that he saw the tattoo that you’ve always hid. You’d explain him what it means and how much the meaning really inspired you. He’d nod his head and would be silent for a couple of minutes since he’d be busy thinking about it. When he’s out of his own thought, he’d nod and would smile at you, telling you that it really is inspiring.

Babe, it means that where there is a will, there is a way. I got it when I was in my last year of College.”

“Uh-huh…”

Forever Wasn’t That Long

Alex Summers X Reader

Character(s): Alex Summers, Charles Xavier, Jubilation Lee, mentions of Scott Summers

Fandom: X-Men

Prompt/Plot: “Oh, so I guess it’s still you and I, forever?”

Warning(s): swearing

A/N: surprise surprise I’m not actually dead I just don’t have any inspiration. This is also a fucking short ass shitshow.

Originally posted by shayara


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anonymous asked:

Hi, sorry about my weird English. Well... I'm trying to write a fic about an omega that's a rebellious and an Alfa that's only kinda cute with the omega, only with him. Some ideas? Btw I reallyyyyy love the blog. Have a nice day

Oh, I absolutely love this idea! I live for rebellious characters, so please do send me a link when you’ve finished with it, I’d love to read it!

  • The omega might just turn up to school/work one day with their hair a completely different vibrant colour, and their alpha acts moody about it because they’re around other people, but in private they’re stroking their mate’s hair and cooing and saying how nice it looks
  • Maybe the omega being shunned by their family for acting so rebellious, so their alpha has to comfort them and feels incredibly protective at family gatherings
  • On the other hand, the alpha’s family loves the omega despite their rebelliousness, because they can all see the change in their usually callous and stroppy alpha
  • The omega might pick fights with alphas and betas (and hell, probably even win them) which the alpha hates
  • Imagine the omega deciding to take charge during sex. Not even as a power bottom, literally flipping them over and controlling the alpha completely
  • If the omega is male and has piercings, imagine the alpha’s shock when they have sex for the first time only to discover their omega mate has a Prince Albert/Jacob’s Ladder piercing (for those who don’t know either of them and don’t want to look them up, a Prince Albert is a ring that goes through the head of the penis, and Jacob’s Ladder is a bar that goes through the shaft)
  • If the omega is female, imagine the alpha’s amazement when they discover that not only does their mate have amazing boobs, but they also have their nipples pierced
  • If the omega gets tattoos, the alpha might offer to come with them to hold their hand only to be met with “fuck no, I don’t need a babysitter”. This might annoy the alpha a little, but they come anyway
  • Imagine the omega doing very un-omega activities, like kick-boxing, rugby and hockey, and their alpha getting insanely worried for their safety
  • The alpha coming home after having a hard day feeling slightly annoyed because no doubt their omega will be wandering around in minimal clothing, showing off their tattooed, pierced body, and as much as they love their omega they wish that sometimes they could just be soft and gentle sometimes
  • Their shock when they come home to find their omega humming along to a punk rock song playing quietly on the radio while washing the dishes, fully clothed and in a very good, mellow mood because they had such a good day, and their content pheromones just immediately calming the alpha
  • The alpha growling and snapping and yelling at people when they get angry, and people beginning to give their omega worried looks, and coming over and telling the omega that “you can come and talk to us any time, if you need to” and giving them numbers to abuse hotlines only for the omega to give them a disgusted look and say “thanks for the concerns, but we’re very happy, thank you very fucking much”
  • People noticing the change in the alpha when they’re away from their omega vs when they’re together. For example, the alpha when they’re at work is usually ruthless and brutal, however at the Christmas get-together (or whatever you want), they see the alpha standing with their arm around their omega, looking happy and chatting easily
Ignored Pt 2

Sirius Black x Reader.  Part 1  Part 2(Here)  Part 3  Part 4   Part 5/End

_____= Your Name

(L/N) = Last Name

Summary: Sirius completely ignores your entire existence and when he notices you alone in your train car, after 6 years, he finally starts talking to you. But he doesn’t know who you are until after you tell him. This chapter Sirius tries to apologise but you aren’t having any of it.

The train finally stopped at Hogwarts. I stood, my bag feeling unusually light. My clothes were changed into the school’s robes and my class tie was tied around my neck. I shouldered my bag and made my way out of the train. The distinct “First years over here.” Yells from my left. I ignored them and went the way for the upperclassmen.

Once in the castle, we were seated in the long dining hall, the first years most likely getting talked to by McGonagall or still taking the scenic route. Either way, there were some scheming 6th years and it didn’t seem good.

Lily ignored my presence as usual when I sat at the table. I sat a pretty good way away from the others. Basically at the end of the table. Closest to the door. Quickest escape to the dorms.

I ignored everything as people filed in and filled the seats. The first years entering and got sorted. Only a couple made it into Gryffindor this year. Most were Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff.

Once seated, the headmaster stood with his usual speech about the forbidden forest  and told us all to eat. At his command, piles of plates and bowls of foods appeared in front of us. I heard the gasps of some first years, causing me to smile slightly at their newness. I piled my own plate with all of my favorite foods that were provided.

I took notice of the people that sat around me, not of their own free will since there were no other places to sit, they were all strangely silent and kept glancing to the front of the table then back to each other. I would have pegged this as suspicious if it wasn’t the Marauders their eyes kept flickering towards.

I figure these students were previously bullied by the Marauders in the past years and were plotting revenge. Not that I blame them, but I don’t think it’s very smart. Though my thoughts didn’t commend them to take this route. I didn’t say anything.

Once we had all eaten and were full from supper, the Headmaster said his final words and sent us off to our common rooms, the first years being led first. By the Prefects. The upperclassmen were left behind.

I gathered my things and quickly fled the room, the unmistakable voices of the Marauders overtaking all others.

“Go on, she’s right there.”

“No, she’s still mad at me.”

“Oh don’t be such a bloody chicken pads. Just go.”

“Ugh. Later, ‘sides. I don’t even have her book.”

What the heck are they talking about? I shake my head and decide it was probably about a girl Sirius had probably wronged over the summer. Yes, fear a woman’s wrath.

I wove my way around the people and practically hopped up the stairs to quickly get to the dorms, the first years and prefects in sight. The prefects opened the portrait hole door but not before they told the entire Gryffindor what the password was.

Signum.” I mentally made a note.

The first years were all exhausted but extremely excited, a feeling I remember having my first day here. Still having the same emotion, even if it is dampened a bit by anger.

I shook myself out of my thoughts and moved upstairs to my bed where my trunk was at. My kitten curled up on the bed, her tail flicking and ears flattened. Perking when she heard me approach.

I set my bag down and patted her head with a sigh. I pulled out my night clothes and changed before laying on my bed next to her and pulling the curtains closed. Hoping for sleep to take me.

But it didn’t come, I laid wide awake on m bed, staring up at the ceiling. My mind blank but open. I could hear the soft breaths of my fellow Gryffindors, the snores of others, letting out a sight after a bit. I sat up on my bed, the creaking of the old furniture under me.

I chewed the inside of my cheek, thinking about leaving the room and hanging out by the fire downstairs or staying up here and not sleeping. I was half tempted to lay back on my bed and try to sleep some more but decided it would probably be nice to read next to a warm crackling fire.

So I swung my legs over the side of the bed and pulled my bag to my legs. Flipped it open and searched for my book. When I didn’t find it, I began to mildly panic.

“I swear I had it,” I whisper under my breath. Frantically searching through my bag.

When I came up empty I started to wonder when I could have lost it.

‘In the dining hall? No, I didn’t have my bag then. In the common room? No, I went straight to bed. On the train? No I-… Wait. Did I leave it on the train? Oh No! Great, now I’m never going to get it back.’ My mind panicked before I got a chance to calm myself down. ‘this is the wizarding world, they can owl it to me. Right? My name is in there so.. yeah, no reason to worry.’ I calm down, my chest still tight with fear and sadness.

I shake my head and settled for just sitting next to the fire. I stood and silently wove my way to the stairs and down them. Then snuggled down in a couch that sat next to the fire. My legs tucked up underneath me, arms huddled around my sides. I stared into the crackling warm fire. The soothing sounds and warmth making my eyelids droop.

I chuckle at myself. Feeling a little foolish. Coming down here, just to go back upstairs to bed when I feel a little tired.

I let out a deep breath and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. Deciding to just sit in thought. ‘So if potions are first and divination is second. Would I actually get through the day? Why couldn’t I have Transfiguration first? Maybe I could get away with sleeping in potions or divination. Or both.’

I let out a chuckle at the thought, breaking into the silent air around me, the only sound was the crackling fire.

I yawned and leaned my head against the arm of the comfy couch.

 

Sirius Black had hoped to catch you before you hid in your room. He flopped down on his bed, his legs stretched out to the ground. His friends sighing and shaking their heads.

“Come on. That was perfect.” James berates him. Sirius rubs his face before groaning.

“Ugh, I know. But I couldn’t, I had to have her book.”

“Is that an excuse?” Peter murmurs with sass.

Sirius rolls his eyes and brings his feet onto the bed. Staring up at the ceiling, thinking of his next move. Not something he does much. Remus enters the room, looking exhausted. He sits on his own bed and takes off his prefect badge and started changing into sleepwear.

“Ugh, I feel bad for our prefects when we were first years,” Remus states the moment he pulled on his nightshirt over his head. He looked at his friends and noticed Sirius’ defeated look on his face.

“I’m guessing you haven’t apologized yet.” He states flatly, causing Sirius to groan again. “Well, should do it soon. Lest she hates you for a while.”

Sirius huffs then sits up on his bed, watching Lupin.

“Sometimes I think you just say weird words in a sentence to confuse me.” Remus just smiles then goes back to getting ready for bed.

“You are going to do it tomorrow. Right?” James flopped onto Sirius’ bed next to him. Then Peter did too when Sirius didn’t answer.

“Does it matter? She’s just a girl. I’ll just set her book down in the common room and she’ll think she just forgot it there. And then avoid her for the rest of my life.”

Remus slammed his palm onto his face. “You shouldn’t avoid your problems.”

Sirius remained silent for a few seconds then sat up, avoiding eye contact subtly. “Whatever. You guys are making quite a big deal about this. She’s just a girl-”

“-that you fancy.” James interjected. Before Sirius continued with an eye roll.

“We’ve never talked. She hates me. I’m probably not even her type.”  He opened his mouth to continue when Peter spoke.

“Well, I mean. You don’t really know that. You’ve ignored her for 6 years.” Sirius finally makes eye contact to glare at him.

“Oh stuff it.”

Peter shrugged and looked at the others who nodded in agreement.

“I mean really. ‘never seen her around?’ I hang out with her in the library all the time.” Remus pursed his lips in an unamused way.

Sirius had opened his mouth but James once again interrupted him.

“Yeah, and what was that about her being weird for ‘following Lily and snivilus’ around? I mean, come on. You guys follow me around? Isn’t that what friends do?”

“Let me stop you there. She always followed them around yes. But wasn’t very involved with them. I mean, even they’ve started ignoring and avoiding her.” Remus’ friends look at him with a weird gaze. “What… she talks to me.”

“Yeah, they stopped hanging out like the middle of last year. I’m not surprised she acted this way when you forgot about her.”

“I didn’t forget about her!”

James smirked and had a face like he was about to say something when Remus declared that it was getting late and they should get to bed. They all shrugged and went to their own beds and settled in for a nights sleep.

Once the other boys were snoring, Sirius slipped out from the bed and snatched your book from on top of the trunk at the end of his bed. Then snuck out of the boy’s dorms.

He tiptoed down the stairs and waited till he thought the coast was clear before heading to the fireside. Where the couch and table sat in front of the girls dorms. He set the book down on the table.

He almost jumped out of his skin when someone grabbed his arm as he turned around to go back.

Someone had a tight hold on his arm. He spun around to look at his capturer, his hands itching for a fight. But when he caught sight of who it was, his itch froze then faded quickly.

“Sirius?” you squeaked before jumping back.

“______?” He whispered. A feeling of chance flooding him along with a twinge of fear.

“Oh, so now you remember my name.” You say crossing your arms and closing your face into one of anger.

Sirius almost stammered. “I… No. I remembered your name.”

“Oh really.”

“Well, I didn’t recognize you. You look way different.”

“That a bad thing?”

“No, you look rather…” His words failed him, he watched your face of anger. His fear of messing this up irritated the back of his mind. “Good this year.”

Your face flickered for one second at the complement but back to emotionless the next. “Thanks.”

Sirius misread the anger in the one word and tried to fix it but for once, his mind blanked. “No, I mean. I’ve always- You’ve just- I- Ugh. Why did it have to be you?!” He exasperates. His voice almost raising from his whisper.

Your face falls, Sirius immediately regrets what he had said. He tries not to show it and puts up a cool facade.

“Sorry to disappoint. What are you even doing down here Black?”

Ouch.

“Nothing. Had to bring something down.”

“What?” You look at the table where he set something down on earlier. “My book!” You lunge forward and latched onto it. Your face lighting up in relief. Your notes were safe. You opened up the cover and sure enough there was your name.

Then you remembered your anger, and who you were with. A sudden suspicion creeps into your mind. You slowly looked at Sirius, finally realizing the fact that he doesn’t have a shirt on and his pajama pants have little dogs on them. He seemed to catch onto your suspicion and answered your silent question on how he got it.

“You-uh, left it on the train”

“Why leave it down here?”_ where anyone could see and read it,_ rang unvoiced in your head as you snapped at him.

He looks away sheepishly, his handsome face looking a bit childish and cute, the light from the fire brightening the curves of his cheeks, sharpness of his jaw and sparkling in his gray-blue eyes.

“You’re mad at me. I was gonna leave it down here for you to find in the morning.”

You almost wanted to forgive him right then but didn’t, he needed to earn his forgiveness. Your face lowers its angry mask, it wasn’t enough for Sirius to think you had forgiven him for ignoring you for 6 years and completely forgetting who you were even though you were constantly around for him to know. Along with him just entering your compartment and flirting on you as if you were some sex toy for him to enjoy. No, he hasn’t even said sorry. Just kept making excuses. Once he says those words, would you forgive him.

So you said a simple ‘thanks’ and retreated to your bed, Sirius doing the same. Both of you only getting a few hours of sleep till class the next morning.

Connection Chap Six

Originally posted by dreamer-of-wildfire

*Pic found on google*

Connection.  Read Chap One here. Chap Two. Chap Three. Chap Four. Chap Five.

Sherlock x reader

Summary: an American forensic psychologist hired by Mycroft Holmes. You thought it would be more interesting and fulfilling than your previous job with a law firm in London but you had no idea how much it would change your life. Or really, how much one person would change everything.

Word count:2929

Chapter Six

*Lines borrowed from the episode The Reichenbach Fall in BOLD.*


You were careful after Moriarty showed up in the flat and you noticed Sherlock was as well. The sitting room had been stained somehow. You barely spent any time in there and avoided walking through it at all. John had noticed and you could tell that he thought you were afraid of Moriarty and kept away from that room because of him. Sherlock had noticed but didn’t mention it. Your spontaneous distractions didn’t happen often, but you never allowed it to happen anywhere near the sitting room. Mycroft’s words would whisper in your head and you knew it would only make matters worse. Caring is not an advantage.

You sat in the kitchen staring into a cup of tea feeling a storm bearing down all around. You were just waiting for the first crack of lightning. Your phone buzzed on the table and you jumped then cursed under your breath. Glancing down, you saw Mycroft’s name flash on the screen with an attachment. You opened it and a video clip played. It was silent but you could practically hear the little girl’s scream. Another text came through with a single word, a coded message that simply meant go. It was the first flash of lightning and you only had to count until the thunder shook the windows now.

You closed your eyes, thinking back to two nights ago and how differently the night was playing out. Mycroft’s words had been driving you insane that night too. His arrogance always drove you up a wall but the way he had infected his brother’s mind had bothered you even more that night as you sat on Sherlock’s bed mulling it all over.

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No More Fighting

Request Prompt: can you write one where carl and I are in a really big fight and Carl says something like “I lost an eye! I lost a mom!” And I say “Well, I lost you!” (Like he changed) then he comes in her room later and they have rlly rough sex bc he’s pissed off??? -Anon

Pairing: Carl Grimes x Reader

Warning: Smut

“Carl!”, I shouted to the boy standing at the gate.

“What?”, he asked annoyed.

“You said you would hang out with me today? What happened?”, I questioned.

“Work. That’s what happened.”, he spat.

“What’s your deal?”, I asked.

“We can’t hang out like we used too. The worlds gone to shit and anything can happen at any moment.”, he snapped.

“Okay well in case you hadn’t noticed it been that way for a while now, so tell me what changed for you all of a sudden”, I asked getting annoyed.

“Wow is it not obvious!”, he shouted jumping down.

“You seem fine to me.”, I shrugged.

“I lost an eye, Y/N. A freaking eye! All this shit going on around us. A mother. Y/N I had to put a bullet in my own moms head. So excuse me if I don’t feel like hanging out or doing some stupid things with you.”, he snapped.

“Really I don’t get you, Carl you act like you’re the only person to ever lose something or someone.” I spat.

He turned to me and gave me this look of pure anger. A look I’ve never personally witnessed.

“Tell me Y/N, what in the hell could you have lost that is so important!”, he shouted.

“I lost you! You’ve changed, it’s like I don’t know who you are any more.” I breathed out.

“Yeah well maybe that’s a good thing, I’ve got to go.”, He whispered as he walked away with his head pointed to the ground.

“I hope all that was worth losing me.”, I mumbled and he froze upon hearing my words.

He turned his head slightly before continuing to walk away. Later that evening, as I was laying in my room I heard a knock at the door. As I went to open it Carl forced the door open and stepped inside.

“What are you doing?”, I asked as he stalked towards me shutting the door behind him.

“I’m doing something we both need to do”, he said as he smashed his lips into mine.

I was about to push him away but his arms wrapped around my waist pulling our bodies closer. His foot shut the door and he reached back to lock it. Part of me was still upset about what happened earlier but my body won’t allow me to stay that way.

“No more.”, he muttered pushing me to the bed.

“No more fighting.”, he muttered again.

Within seconds my shirt was thrown across the room and my jeans were around my ankles. I gasped when he slipped two fingers inside me. I brought his face back to mine and slipped my tongue in his mouth.

“Carl.”, I moaned.

“Shh”, he whispered attaching his lips to my neck.

I bucked my hips against his fingers before I came. I closed my eyes when I felt his fingers slip out of me. He kissed me roughly as my hands undid his belt before he slid his jeans and boxers off.

“Turn around.”, he told me.

I complied as I turned to lay on my stomach while slightly lifting my butt. He slid into me causing me to grip the pillow in front of me.

“Fuck.”, he cursed.

His hands held onto my hips as his thrusts became faster and harder. I reached for the headboard as the bed creaked loudly. I bit down on the pillow before his finger tangled in my hair. I cried out and he let out a chuckle.

“You like that huh?”, he asked and I moaned.

“Yes.”, I said.

“Good.”, he replied setting his hands one both side of my head.

The sound of skin slapping skin echoed around the room and I kept my face in the pillow to keep from screaming out again. My muscles tensed as his hand slipped between us to rub my clit. I ripped the pillow case as my orgasm washed over me. After a few more thrusts he came as well before rolling off of me. My body felt numb but deep down I liked the feeling.

“No more fighting.”, he mumbled and I turned to look at him.

“No more please.”, I replied before his lips softly kissed mine.

“I know things are tough but I can’t losses you now. Now after what happened with Negan.”, he told me with tears rolling down his cheeks.

“I’m not going anywhere.”, I said wiping his face before kissing his nose.

“Are you sore?”, he asked and I shook my head.

“It was as good as always. Just different.”, I muttered as he pulled me close.

“And you haven’t lost me. Not by a long shot.”, he whispered and I smiled.

Avengers Chatroom: The Other Quicksilver 2

Part one - Which was requested by @m-maximoffs

Pairings: Peter Maximoff x f!Reader

Scenario: The X-Men decided to extend their visit. Tony has had enough.

A/N: Warning: Deadpool.


Y/N has created a chatroom.

Y/N has invited Clint, Sam, Bucky, Wanda.

Y/N: Hey.

Y/N: We have a problem.

Clint: What’s wrong?! What did Peter do? It was him, wasn’t it?! Ever since that boy arrived you’ve been spending all your time with him! Now look what happened!

Wanda: Clint put the bow down.

Sam: And here we have a mother hawk protecting her hatchlings in their natural habitat.

Y/N: Peter didn’t do anything! We’re being haunted.

Clint: Good. I didn’t want to shoot him. I like him.

Bucky: Ghosts aren’t real.

Sam: And trolls aren’t supposed to be real but here you are.

Y/N: Bucky put the gun down.

Bucky: … I wasn’t… Whatever.

Wanda: I think Y/N is right. Strange things have been happening. Every time Pietro goes to sit down, his chair is pushed back and he falls.

Y/N: And my stuff is going missing! It will be right in front of me, then it’s gone! I’m also pretty sure someone has been in my closet…

Sam: My wings are always ending up in strange places. I thought it was Bucky but maybe we are being haunted.

Clint: You know what this means?

Y/N: We have to call them. THE -

Clint: W

Y/N: I

Clint: N

Y/N: C

Tony has joined the chat.

Clint: Damn you, Tony! You messed it up!

Tony: What? Oh they’re not even real!

Y/N: You take that back right now!

Tony: Do you guys really think we have a ghost?

Tony: REALLY NOW?!

Bucky: Well yes.

Tony: I REALLY AM THE ONLY SMART ONE HERE! Well Bruce is too, but in this chat.

Tony: It’s Peter!

Tony: He’s been doing all of that!

Y/N: Oh that actually makes a lot of sense now.

Wanda: … I’ll just tell Pietro it’s a ghost. He doesn’t need to know the truth.

Wanda has left the chat.

Tony: They have to leave!

Sam: Who?

Tony: These “X-Men.” Ever since they got here it has been chaos.

Y/N: Why? They’re so much fun.

Tony: That’s because they don’t annoy you! And half the time you’re with Peter so you don’t even notice what they’re doing!

Y/N: … Do you have any evidence to back these claims?

Tony has invited Thor, Steve, Nat, Vision, Peter, Peter.

Tony has changed Peter to: Parker.

Peter: Hi turtle <3

Sam: What kind of lame nickname is that?

Bucky: Of course you won’t understand it.

Sam: He’s fast. She’s not. Don’t try to get smart with me.

Bucky: Hey Y/N is he fast all the time?

Sam: … It must get frustrating.

Bucky: To have things end oh. so. quickly.

Y/N: Shut up.

Peter: I stole some kisses too, not just your stuff.

Y/N: …screamsin60differentlanguages. I’m okay with that. SO okay.

Clint: I see you’ve improved from the last time. Less fangirling.

Tony: I bring forth my witnesses. No, victims! With the exception of Peter. He’s one of the perpetrators.

Y/N: Proceed.

Clint: When did this turn into a court case?

Tony: Let’s start with Thor. He is scarred for life! Thanks to Hank!

Thor: It happened so fast…

Tony: Hank also decided to run wild and trash everything in his path. Property damage! Vandalism!

Tony: Then there’s Magneto - or as we now know, Erik.

Tony: He thinks it’s funny to crush my suits! He sneezes, a suit is crushed! He burps, a suit is crushed!

Tony: Then, Mystique or Raven. She thought it was fun to masquerade AS ME!

Nat: It was funny seeing Steve so terrified as to why Tony was suddenly acting so weird. But then she started to go around pretending to be me!

Steve: I was so scared…

Tony: Y/N are you even reading this?!?

Y/N: Hmmm?

Y/N: Oh. Yes.

Vision: She was gazing fondly at Peter.

Y/N: STOP USING YOUR POWERS TO SPY ON EVERYONE JUST BECAUSE TONY SAID IT’S OKAY! Are you done now, Tony?

Tony: No! There’s still Vision and Parker left!

Parker: I don’t have any problems with them. Kurt and Ororo are fun to hang out with.

Vision: And Scott and Jean are intriguing.

Parker: Scott is teaching Vision how to flirt.

Peter: But Scott sucks at flirting.

Parker: I know.

Vision: … This explains some of the reactions I got when using his techniques.

Pietro has joined the chat.

Pietro: Tell your dad to stop trying to adopt Wanda!

Peter: But she’s my sister.

Pietro: She is MY sister! Not yours! We’re not related!

Pietro has left the chat.

Tony: Parker tell Ororo to stop making it rain above me!

Parker: It’s because you’re so upset over this.

Y/N: Tell her to make lightning.

Tony: I’m collecting their stuff! They must leave today!

Tony has left the chat.

Steve: How’s he going to get them to leave?

Nat: Not sure. Erik will just crush more of his suits.

Sam: Are you forgetting who they haven’t riled up?

Steve: … Tony wouldn’t.

Vision: He would.

Steve: Oh no.

Steve has left the chat.

Wolverine has joined the chat.

Wolverine: Who’s the big green guy?

Thor: Lady Natasha, it seems they will need our assistance.

Thor has left the chat.

Nat has left the chat.

Bucky: Who are you?

Sam: Wolverine. What kind of name is that?

Bucky: Are you a werewolf or what?

Wolverine: I see you lost an arm. Would you like to lose the other?

Bucky: I should go help Steve.

Clint: Where’s Y/N…?

Bucky has left the chat.

Clint: Or Peter…?

Wade has joined the chat.

Wade: My Wolverine senses are tingling.

Wolverine: Wade.

Wade: I knew there was a reason for the sudden increase in temperature. Hi Wolvey. I ever tell you that you’re my favorite?

Parker: I thought I was?

Wade: Not now Peetie. The grownups are talking.

Clint: Has anyone seen Y/N?

Wade: SHUT YOUR BEAK, CLINTON!

Clint: I WILL IF YOU TELL ME WHERE Y/N IS!

Wade: Well I happen to know. I’ll reveal in a few minutes.

Parker: Seriously?

Wade: Who the fuck is Parker?

Wade has changed Parker to: Peetie.

Wade: Much better.

Wolverine: Just tell em, Bub.

Wade: I love it when you call me that.

Wolverine has left the chat.

Clint: Can you tell us now?

Wade: Okay let’s see here. I wrote it down. 

Erik has joined the chat.

Erik: Has anyone seen my son? My reaction was not very good when he told me the truth by accident.

Wade has added Charles.

Wade: Tell your boyfriend to float a metal bar up his ass because it is rude to interrupt others.

Erik:

Wade: Okay I wrote:  “Meet Y/N and Klepto at the X-Mansion to leave dog treats in Hank’s room. Also must shit on his lawn as revenge… but wait he must already do that.”

Sam: Thanks…

Wade: “Should also pick up condoms for Klepto. Would it work though? Are there condoms that accommodate light speed?”

Vision has banned Wade.

Sam: I take it you want to prevent your hatchling from having their own hatchlings?

Clint: STOP WITH THE BIRD STUFF!

Clint has left the chat.

Sam: Birds these days.

Vision: Aren’t you called the falcon?

Sam has left the chat.

Vision has left the chat.

Erik: I’m not ready to be a grandfather yet!

Erik has left the chat.

Charles: If I still had hair it would have fallen out by now. I didn’t agree to all this stress.

Charles has left the chat.

Y/N: Hey. Sorry Peter and I were playing ping pong.

Y/N: What the hell, Wade.

Y/N: WHAT. THE. HELL.

Peter: Light speed…

Y/N: Don’t get any ideas.

Peetie: They should have known better than to trust Wade.

Wanda has joined the chat.

Wanda: Has everything calmed down?

Peetie: Nope.

Tony has joined the chat.

Tony: My plan was ruined!

Peter: Is the big guy gone? I liked him.

Wanda: Half our team is gone.

Tony: To where?

Y/N: The X-Mansion.

Tony: GREAT IDEA Y/N! THEY RUINED OUR PLACE SO WE’LL RUIN THEIRS! LET’S GO WHILE THEY’RE OCCUPIED AT THE BASE!

Y/N: NO, I NEVER SAID THAT!

Peter: Hold on tight.

Y/N: What?

Y/N has left the chat.

Peter has left the chat.

Tony: Could’ve carried me there as well…

Tony has left the chat.

Wanda has left the chat.

Peetie has left the chat.

Pietro has joined the chat.

Pietro: Wanda the ghost is back.

Pietro: …I’m scared.

Pietro: Wanda?

Pietro: WANDA I REMOVED SCOTT’S STUPID GLASSES AND WHAT THE FU

Pietro has been disconnected.

10

get to know me meme - [4/5] friendships
  ↳ samantha carter & vala mal doran

“I can’t help but notice you’ve kind of kept to yourself since you got back.  You’ve been very reserved, which is a huge change from the Vala Mal Doran that we’ve all come to know and… well, that we’ve all come to know.  It’s completely understandable of course, given everything you’ve been through, but I wanted you to know that - if you ever wanna talk, please don’t feel awkward about coming to me, or any of us, for that matter.  I just want you to know I’m here for you.”

The Plan

Request: Can you write 10 with Park Jinyoung aka Junior?

10) Your bias loses their memory and can’t remember you. You have to find a way to help them get their memory back. 

Member: Got7′s Jinyoung x Y/N

Type: angst/fluff


“It’s been two weeks Y/N,” Jaebum said grimly. “It’s not looking good.”

I gazed on his profile carefully, waiting for him to turn with a grin or give me a wink. I was waiting for any glimmer of hope to shine out of the boy I had known for so long. I gulped as I noticed no change in his expression. 

I turned slowly to Youngjae who sat on the opposite side of me. He gave me a sad smile. “He’s just angry…all the time…” he whispered. “We don’t know how to help.”

“He stays locked up in the practice room,” Jaebum mumbled. “He won’t say more than two words to any of us.”

“Maybe…maybe if I talk to him…” I croaked, putting my face in my hands. I felt Jaebum put a reassuring hand on my shoulder. They both knew just as well as I that although Jinyoung remembered his members, he certainly didn’t remember me. 

It was incredible how slow time could move when you were forgotten. 

The last two weeks had been hell. For all of us. When I received the phone call that Jinyoung was in the hospital, I thought it was for the normal reason. Jinyoung was commonly found at the doctor nursing some kind of sinus or throat condition. When JB called me directly after their manager did, I knew something out of the ordinary was wrong. His voiced was laced with panic. Jinyoung had fallen and this wasn’t his average hospital trip. He had experienced trauma to his head. There were too many medical terms for me to understand and my heartbeat was so loud in my ears that I probably couldn’t have heard any of them anyway. All I knew was that he had no recollection of who I was, or really the past six months of his life. 

During a situation where all I wanted to do was hold him, tell him things would be okay, I couldn’t. My words would only be empty to him, meaningless from a stranger. 

“I have an idea,” Jaebum nodded. “I think…I think maybe it could work?”

“Hm?”I hummed, lifting my head. 

“I think we’ve all been worrying too much…about trying to comfort Jinyoung…about trying to help him…but none of us have really been normal,” Jaebum continued. 

“I haven’t even seen him Jaebummie…” I groaned. 

“Hear me out,” JB continued. “Let’s just treat him as if it was a normal day. Like before the accident. We’ll wake him up as normal instead of avoiding him and tiptoeing around. We’ll go to practice as we used to…and you’ll be waiting afterwards.”

“I’ll be what?” I choked. 

“Remember, sometimes after practice you would go to that little book shop he loved…that none of us would go to him with…” Jaebum sighed, smiling at the ground. “God…if he just acted like he did before this all…I would go to that stupid store with him a dozen times if he wanted…”

“JB hyung is right!” Youngjae nodded, an optimistic smile coating his face. “Maybe we can get his memory on track that way!” 

“It’s worth a try,” JB whispered, giving me a grin as well. 

I nodded, repeating. “It’s worth a try.”


My palms were sweaty as I stood in the lobby of the JYP building. I had been here fifty times before, but it seemed as if it were the first time. I smiled kindly to the secretary on the first floor who countered with a sad expression. Everyone pitied me here. It was easy. 

I looked down at my outfit, pulling at the crisp corners of my skirt’s pleats. I made sure to wear the outfit Jinyoung had complimented me the most on in our half of a year as a couple. I took yet another deep breath as I heard a chorus of boys’ voices descending from the staircase. JB had texted me earlier, letting me know his plan was going well, Jinyoung was acting surprisingly as he had before the accident, at least with them. 

Then again, he hadn’t had a problem remembering them in the first place.

Got7 rounded the corner, exploding in a chorus of hoots and hollers as I came into their vision. 

“Yah! Y/N!” Jackson screeched, pouncing toward me. “I missed you!” 

“I missed you too Jackson oppa,” I chuckled. I stood on my tiptoes to look around his shoulder. Jinyoung was toward the back of the group, his bright smile slowly fading from his face. He furrowed his brows as he looked at me, searching my face. I backed away from Jackson slowly and gave him an encouraging smile. 

“Jinyoungie,” JB smiled, pointing at me. “You’re taking Y/N to the book store today, yah?”

Jinyoung remained silent as he stood as still as possible, watching me. He tilted his head to the side before finally nodding. 

I walked over to him, trying to remain calm. I had missed him when he had travelled before, but nothing like this. I nodded kindly to him, trying to remember my normal greeting. 

“Jinyoung oppa,” I hummed. I leaned forward before I could stop myself and planted a soft kiss on his stubbly cheek. 

Shock coated his face, quickly followed up by a small, embarrassed smirk. 

“The book shop?” he said quietly. 

I nodded, snaking my hand in his. I began to immediately worry this was all too much. Jinyoung’s hand was cold in mine, stiff, not as his usual touch was. Our hands didn’t fit quite as easily as I was used to. I looked back to JB who gave me a single nod and a smile. I could do this. 

“How has your day been?” I asked as we emerged onto the sidewalk. Jinyoung took command of where we were going. He definitely remembered the bookshop. 

“Wonderful,” he breathed. He looked down nervously to our hands, but continued walking. “The members woke me up and we all ate breakfast together and practice went really well. The new choreo…well the kind of new choreo is coming easier to me. It’s as if my feet want to remember.”

I smiled, wanting to launch into a positive reaction, but calmed myself. He wasn’t a puppy who needed a reward for remembering. He needed to keep remembering. The quickest way to do that was for me to act as my average self. 

“Who cooked?” I asked. 

“I think they got BamBam to,” Jinyoung nodded. 

“Gah, how burnt was it?” I chuckled. JInyoung smiled as he looked down at our hands again. 

“It definitely wasn’t the color I thought eggs should be,” Jinyoung laughed. “I thought I taught him better than that. I failed as a mother.”

“Yah!” I gasped. “Nonsense, you’re the best mother I know.”

JInyoung nodded. Our feet had brought us the short distance to the bookstore. He stopped, his feet seemingly glued on the pavement as he took his hand from mine. 

“What’s wrong?” I asked, motioning to the door of the shop. “Come on, I want to see if they have the newest copy of-”

“I can’t do this,” Jinyoung blurted. “I’m sorry…Y/N…but I don’t know who you are. I can’t laugh and hold hands with a girl I never remember meeting. You’re beautiful and you’re so nice to be doing this…but I can’t pretend.”

My heart stopped beating entirely, I was convinced of it. This was exactly what I was afraid of when JB had mentioned his plan. 

“Oppa…” I whispered. 

“I’m sorry,” he repeated. He wouldn’t make eye contact, but he looked so upset. 

“Jinyoung,” I said sternly, attempting a last ditch effort of trying to salvage the day. “Look at me.”

Jinyoung continued to search the ground for a moment before his eyes began to trace up my body, taking careful note of every curve and edge. His eyes finally found mine and I held my breath before speaking. 

“You’ve taken me here a dozen times,” I continued. “This is where we met.”

Jinyoung continued to look on my face quietly, solemnly. He looked as if he were at a funeral. Maybe he was…if relationships could have a funeral. 

“You approached me in the stacks,” I said. I took the short step between us, bringing my body almost flush against his. He seemed so familiar, yet so different. My Jinyoung, but not the same person at all. “You took the book I was looking at from my hands…and you told me…”

“Boys offer to buy a girl a drink when they’re interested in them,” Jinyoung said quietly. “I can at least buy a pretty girl a book.”

For a brief moment, I wasn’t sure if I was going to throw up or pass out. I really hoped it wasn’t the first option when he had just barely begun remembering me. It would be such a wonderful first impression all over again. 

“You remember?” I croaked. 

“You were wearing a dress with pink flowers on it,” Jinyoung nodded, his eyes never leaving mine. “And you had you’re hair in this messy bun, and you looked gorgeous. I knew if I didn’t talk to you…I’d regret it.”

I felt the tears hot on my cheeks before I even realized I was crying. “You remember,” I cried. 

“A little bit,” he nodded, a small smile forming on his lips. “It’s blurry…and it’s almost like I’m watching an old television, with the wire antenna that you have to move to get some sort of picture…but it’s there…I don’t think…I don’t think much else is…but you’re definitely there.”

I smiled, nodding. “I am,” I whispered. I was in awe. 

“I think…I remember…” he chuckled. He looked down, taking my hand in his once again.

He smiled as he looked to our interlaced fingers.  “I do know…that I like you more than a lot of people…I know I at least like you more than Yugyeom.” 

Originally posted by jieunyoung

@kpop-prompts

DYLAN O’BRIEN X READER IMAGINE

A/N: heyy i’m clearing up my inbox and trying to write your requests yay, hope u like this one.

26: i don’t want to see you
28: can i crash at yours?

(Y/N): your name


It started like a normal day; waking up early in order to get to work in time, saying goodbye to your boyfriend Ben, with whom you had started to grow apart lately. You had your doubts but right after that you just laughed, “he could never do anything stupid”. After your shift you usually went to coffee shop, gym or library, but that day was different; you got off early and headed straight home. Just to get your heart broken.  
You found your loving boyfriend with some girl you didn’t even recognized laying in your bed. Apparently your boyfriend had found someone else to love.  
They noticed you; Ben dressed up and ran after you.
“Babe, I can explain.”
You turned around to face him.
“How exactly do you think you can explain this? Do you have any good excuses?” Ben just stood there trying to find the words.
“That’s what I thought”, you whispered.
You took your most important things with you and left your own home with one place in mind; a place where you would always be welcomed. Dylan’s place.

Tears ran down your cheeks and your phone wouldn’t stop ringing.
“What”, you aswered, knowing it was Ben.
“Come back home, please. We can at least talk about this”, he begged.
“No. You know what? Fuck off. I don’t need you and I don’t even want to see you ever again. Bye”, you said and hung up. You never would’ve guessed that Ben could break your heart into so many tiny pieces.

Seeing a familiar house in front of you you sped up your steps and wiped tears off of your cheeks. You ringed the doorbell and took one step back. Quiet footsteps came closer and soon Dylan was at the door.
“Hey, you okay?” he asked, smile fading as he noticed your red eyes and smudged mascara.  
“We broke up.”  

Dylan looked surprised when looking at you and then he pulled you in a hug. He stroked your head and let you cry leaning on him.
“It’ll be okay,” he whispered. You looked straight into his eyes.  
“Can I crash at yours? I don’t want to be alone and I don’t have any other place to go”, you asked.
“Yeah, of course. Come on, let’s get you inside”, he said and led you in to his house.  

You sat on the couch pulling your legs to your chest.  
“I made you some tea. Are you hungry? We can order something if you want”, Dylan said.
“No, tea is fine. Thank you”, you smiled and took a sip from your cup.
“I never liked that guy, to be honest. He was kind of a snob”, Dylan blurted out. You laughed.
“He had good moments too”, your smile faded.
“You wanna watch some movies?” Dylan asked noticing your mood change.
“Yeah, but not any romantic movies. How about X-Men?” you asked letting out your inner nerd out.
Dylan let out a small laughter and put the dvd on.

One month later


One month after the break up with Ben you had started to feel a bit better. Dylan helped you out with all kind of stuff; getting your stuff from Ben’s place and even letting you cry and yell as long as you wanted. He didn’t complain. Not once. You stayed in his guest room. Of course you had some good and bad days; some nights you didn’t sleep at all, some nights you slept better than ever.

You and Dylan became closer every day and you found yourself falling for him. When you two met you kind of had a crush on him, but those feelings faded when Ben came around. You started to think if your feelings were coming back or was it just some “i-just-broke-up-i-need-company” -thing. You didn’t think so.  

Every time  you two hung out you felt happy and unbroken. I guess you could call it a crush or something like that? You had no clue whether Dylan felt the same way or just thought you as a friend. You didn’t know until Tyler came to visit.


“You know he always had a crush on you”, Tyler said as you two sat on the kitchen eating breakfast, Dylan still sleeping in his room.  
“That’s bullshit,” you laughed. “You have to start making better jokes, Posey.”  
“For real. I’m getting tired of this ‘She’s the light of my life, I think I’m falling in love’; -stuff”, Tyler said. “I’m just saying, if you don’t feel the same way just tell him so he won’t keep his hopes up.” You sat there quietly thinking about what to do.   

"I, uh, think I like him.”

“OH MY GOD you like him??!” Tyler almost yelled.  

“SHUT UP”, you shushed.  

“I feel like a cupid or something,” he said excited. “But for real though, talk with him. You two would be a good couple.”

“I’ll talk to him, when I have a chance”, you said.

“I think you got your chance now”, Tyler said and pointed at the door. Dylan was standing there, looking sleepy and surprised. You felt like your heart stopped beating for a minute.

“How long have you been there?” You asked him quietly avoiding eye contact.

“I guess long enough. Can you give us a minute?” Dylan asked Tyler. Tyler smirked and left. Dylan sat next to you.

“Look, I don’t want to rush into anything and I’m not sure if I even could be in a relationship right now”, you said.

“Yeah, I get that. Seriously, I like you very much and I don’t want to ruin anything by rushing.”

“What do we do then?” You asked tapping your coffee cup lightly).

“What if we just take things very slowly and see if we can work this out somehow?” Dylan asked giving a small smile. You looked at his brown eyes and smiled.

“Yeah, that would be great.” You stood up in order to leave the kitchen.

“(Y/N)?”  

“Yeah?”, you asked and turned around. With that you felt warm lips in yours and thousands of butterflies in your stomach. Dylan layed his hand on your lower back and pulled you closer to him. Your skin tingled from his touch.

“I’m sorry”, he apologized awkwardly.

“Don’t be, I liked that”, you whispered and smiled so widely your cheeks hurt. You held his hand and laughed and left the room.

“If this is your way to "take things very slowly”, I have to say I like your way of thinking, O'Brien.“  

Molly Ringwald

Deadpool x Reader

Wade gives you a very interesting birthday gift.


You felt like Molly Ringwald in Sixteen Candle, except you wanted everyone to forget It was your birthday. You hated being made a fuss of and you had made it all day without any mention of your birthday. So when you got to your apartment, you let out a sigh of relief. You settled for the night, changing into sweats and tee. And when you flipped on the tv, it’s then you noticed a present on your coffee table. You looked around, trying to figure how the hell the gift got there. Nonetheless, you reached for the present and quickly unwrapped it.

Pulling away the gift tissue, your eyes widen and a hand went to your mouth.

“You likely?”

You jumped at the sound of Deadpool’s voice, you turned and saw the merc with a mouth at your window. You laughed as he struggled to get through the window, before standing straight and throwing a thumbs up at you.

“How did you know it was my birthday?”

You stood up from the couch and walked over to the man, who pulled off his mask and placed a kiss on your forehead.

“How could I forget my sweet buns birthday?”

“Well, thanks. It’s interesting, the color is-”

“- you like green! I remembered!” Wade smirked, walking over to the coffee table and reaching down into the gift box.

“Yes, I like green Wade. But a dildo? Why?”

Wade held up the green dildo, swinging it back and forth in his hand. His eyes narrowed and he gave you a sly smile.

“I thought we could have some birthday fun tonight.”

Mermaids and Stupid Decisions

Imagine: stiles finds a mermaid in the school pool, and they end up falling in love with each other.

Stiles x reader

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There wasn’t supposed to be anyone in the school after school hours, that’s why they called it after school.

So why the HELL were there people in here?

You could hear them, walking in the direction of the pool.

“Fucking hell,” you curse under your breath, looking around frantically.

There was no way you would be able to dry off and change in time. Being a mermaid royally sucks sometimes.

That left one more option. You swim to the edge of the pool and tuck your tail carefully against the side so it wouldn’t be visible unless looking from the far side of the pool.

A few seconds after the teens burst through the door, you speak.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing in here?”

They freeze, and all of them stop talking to one another.

“My coach is gonna be back any minute, you’ve got to go!”

They seem to believe me and all run back for the doors.

***

Sitting on the edge of the pool, waiting for your tail to dry so it’ll change back into two legs, you notice a phone.

A phone that is very much not yours.

A phone that was not there when you got here.

A phone that someone has come back for, and is now standing half way in the doorway, staring at your tail.

Honestly, this day could not get any better.

(Part 1)

Preferences: Panic Attack

TRIGGER WARNING - I’ll be putting this (and any other preference that I feel may be triggering to some) under a read-more.

Warnings: Mentions of various panic attack symptoms. Mentions of flashbacks. Mentions of detachment.

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