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Shots Fired and Hidden Secrets [Part 1]

For @chatnoirisnotaravenclaw!

Sorry, Marie! This has been delayed for so long now… feel free to virtually throw tomatoes at me.

The first time Nico had seen Will in such a state, it had been accidental and the situation was something none of them had ever expected. Sure, they’d anticipated a monster here and there to try and attack them while outside the camp’s protective barriers but none of them ever thought of actually being assaulted by a different kind of monsters.

They were being mugged by street criminals.

There were three of them in total, none actually looking like they can stand their guard on a real fight and are trying their best too look intimidating with how they hunch their bodies and try to ‘carry’ themselves. Not that, the Demigods are intimidated at all. Oh, please. They fought on wars, this is nothing in compare with what they’ve gone through.

Didn’t mean they’ll simply take things easy though. After all, a threat is still a threat no matter how small. After all, the criminals are carrying weapons of some sort including a gun. The one guy who carries it, pointed at them as if saying he’ll shoot if they as much move a muscle.

Nico isn’t impressed of course, if not he’s actually quite irritated. If it had been only him, he would have easily taken the guys out, gun or not but Will is with him and he won’t hesitate killing these people if they as much try and lay a finger on the other.

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↳ happy birthday, ever!

for: @dreamingoffairys

@shift-shaping continued from here (because im insecure about reply length)

He continued to listen to her story with half-lidded eyes, and as he did, he nearly drifted back to sleep. Not necessarily because he was tired, but because her voice was so soft and soothing, and the Fade was so close to them in these forests, that- even just being comfortable was but a thought away from being in the Fade.

He opened his eyes fully when he felt her kiss, and smiled. 

“An inspiring tale, vhenan. And with a happy ending. Thank you for telling it.” 

Cried Wolf: Young!Remus Lupin x Reader

(This gif has nothing to do with the imagine, It’s just so hard to find Remus gifs)

A/N: This took way too long to get out, and I’m sorry. I’ve been wanting to just sit and write but so much has been going on. I’ve been sick for the past two weeks, just had my ACT’s, I’ll be going to Florida soon, I have a music solo this weekend in front of a judge…OH MY GOD, SO MUCH IS GOING ON! Please send help.


I was planning to write a smut for James, so I started writing it and somehow it just turned into a fluffy Remus imagine, so…ops? (Thanks to the anon that lett me know of my stupid embarrassing mistake…ha.) 

This is longer than I had anticipated, so I hope that’s alright. I personally think I wrote this really well, I’m quite proud of it for some reason, soz…

Enjoy! ♥

Word Count: 1961

Warnings: Fluff, FEELS

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You were Namjoon’s guilty little pleasure. 

Warning: Very mature content. 

Originally posted by kths

For the first time in a very longtime, Namjoon didn’t have to fake his smile. It came too naturally that he found himself randomly grinning at everything and nothing. Even the boys were suspicious of him and his sudden energy.

He couldn’t wait to go back home knowing you would be waiting for him. It was a promise, a gift, for working hard, which he did. Namjoon didn’t waste another second after the fan-meeting was done, he didn’t even say a proper goodbye, before jolting out.

Other people might deem him a fool, which is why he kept your relationship a secret. It was definitely not taboo but, with his kind of job, it could become a weakness. Neither of you wanted that.

That didn’t stop it from being insanely hard, trying to juggle both his career and personal life without having to give up one for the other. Namjoon was trying and for that you were understanding. As long as he didn’t leave you waiting for too long, you would always be there, that was the promise. And, so far, neither of you broke it.

On the ride back, Namjoon couldn’t help but scroll through the pictures he took, pictures you didn’t know he took, that kept him going while he was away.

Unlocking the door, the dorm was quiet. He knew the boys wouldn’t be coming home any time soon which meant more prolonged alone time with you. He took off his shoes before slowly stepping into the house.

He could already see you in the kitchen, oblivious to his presence. A smile crept onto his face once again and he took a moment just to admire the beauty that he was lucky to call his. It was always the best moment of his day, when he first sees you. It still feels like the first time he fell in love with the taste of you.

Quietly, he stepped around the dinner table to slowly reach for you. You fit perfectly in his grip, something he always loved. No matter what anyone said, or hardships along the way, the feeling of you against his skin always managed to soothe and calm his nerves.

It was just perfect. He was alone, no one to disturb his moment,

“ I have you now ” Namjoon whispered ever so gently, ever so quietly, grabbing you. He waited for you to say something to react but you did nothing. It made him want you more.

His lips just a breath away, his fingers tight around you, he closed in the distance and bit slowly.

“ Such a beautiful apple ” Namjoon breathed out in relief, finally in ecstasy.

Namjoon was a hungry apple man, but now, he was a happy apple man.

Look, if I fooled you twice with this shit, you only have yourself to blame.

Also, can you tell that I’ve low-key given up on life? 

I Should Hate You But For Some Reason I Can't

AN- For princess-of-purgatory-and-bass….I hope you enjoy it:)

 (If you dont like it, or it’s not what you wanted, just let me know and I’ll rewrite it)

((( I decided to do this one so you didn’t have to wait until I finished all the stormy nights imagines….and Im really sorry for the slow updates, between the technical issues and my family having me run around, I haven’t had much time today.)) 

 Do it for him. You thought as you watched the amount on the computer go up….and up and up. You felt your heart slowly breaking as the numbers began to slow to a number too high. Do it for him.


Your hands shook lightly as you dug into your bag and slowly took out the money. There goes my paycheck.

“Thank you for shopping at Jet. Please come again soon,” the cashier said boredly as she handed me my change along with my receipt. You smiled weakly as you accepted the coins and your receipt, dropping them in your purse and lifting all the bags into your arms.

Rushing, you made your way back home, where you dropped the bags onto the floor. You sighed in content as the heavy weight was removed from your arms and onto the floor instead. Before you got lazy, you began unpacking, throwing the plastic bags away and tucking the groceries neatly into a large box.

“There’s five left…” 

You gnawed on the inside of your lip as you decided to deal with it later. Taping the box closed, you pushed it into the broom closet with huff. 


Your eyes widened as Tim’s voice rang out and you scarmbled to meet him.

“Happy birthday!” You exclaimed as you tackled the unsuspecting boy into a bear hug. You heard him say something that sounded like, “Itsh nut muh buthduy.”

“What?” He pushed you away as sucked in a breath before talking, “Its not my birthday. Not yet anyways. Not until tonight.”

You rolled your eyes, “Tim, the whole day is your birthday.”

“Well, not necessarily. See-”

“Tim, the whole day is your birthday…and you know what happens on your birthday? You get presents!” You squealed as you pulled him into the living room and pushed him down on the couch before running to you room and getting the small blue box. Just as fast, you returned to a seated Tim and practically threw the present at him.

With an uncertain look, he pulled the bow loose and lifted the lid. “Oh, thanks Y/N…what is it?”

“Its makeup…you know…to cover the bruises and scratches.”


“Tim, you’re not supposed to like it. No one ever like birthday gifts they dont want.”

“Oh, good. I was afraid you’d get upset.”

You giggled before gently taking the box away from him and grabbing his hands to oull him up. “Ok, so I wanted to wait until after dinner, but Im probably more excited than you are. Come on!”

You pulled him to the closet you had deserted only minuets before. With a grin you pushed him close to the door and stood back. He looked at the door for a second before looking at you. 

“You painted the door?” He asked, feigning excitement.

“No, you dork, look inside.”

He opened the door and spotted the large box. He pointed to it and you nodded before he dragged it out in one swift movement. He peeled back the tape almost as quickly and you realized, that deep down, he was just as excited as you were.

“Coffe beans?” He question as he held up a bag.

“Starbucks Meduim Rost Whole Bean coffee beans.”

“Really?!” He asked elatedly. You nodded, “42 bags.”

He stared at the bag in his hands for a second before suddenly standing and pulling you into a tight hug. You felt him smile into your neck as you laughed.

“Y/N, I love you. No one’s given me a present like this in years.” You pulled away slightly, “Not true. Damian and I picked out a gift on behalf of your family.”

“Another gift?” You smiled and nodded your head towards the shelf in the closet. He grinned at you before pulling away and reaching for the red box on the shelf.



“Y/N, you let Damian pick this,” Tim said as he held up a white build-a-bear dressed as Red Robin, but in the colors of Robin.

“Press his paw.”

When he did, Damian’s voice sounded from the bear, listing the reasons why Tim wasnt so terrible.

“I feel like I should hate you, but for some reason I cant.”

Fuck You

[prompt: dnp hate each other and then have the “I hate you” “I hate you too” *passionate making out* and maybe more… ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) fluff at the end would be amazing. tysm, ily!!xx]

holy shit i haven’t written for a long time im so sorry its been 2 months omg (also, i kinda altered the prompt! they don’t hate each other they just argue all the time)

also!!!!! remember!!!!!! even though dan and phil in this fic didn’t use a safeword, remember to always have a safeword with your partner no matter what kind of kinky shit or how angry you are or even though you or your partner says “i can take it”!!!!!!!! use it when you need to and never be afraid to bc your partner wants you to be safe!!!!! and if your partner doesnt stop after you’ve said the safeword multiple times, get away from them and/or if needed, call the cops!!!!!!!

[Contains: rough sex (like no joke), dom!phil, sub/powerbottom!dan, name calling, face fucking (shit yall), facial (nah m8 they didnt go to a spa), slight angst, maybe some fluff]

Excerpt: Phil slowly pulls his cock out, tapping the head of it on Dan’s lips, “Mm, lips so soft… Ready to suck my cock or even kiss my lips… Or maybe to kiss my ass.”

Dan shoves Phil, sitting up, “Fuck you.”

Phil chuckles, “Fuck you too, baby…”


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anonymous asked:

i can totally imagine sans,frisk,and toriel spending time together at a beach and toriel ask sans to put sun lotion all over her back and sans becomes a nervous wreck during the whole process and frisk giving sans a omg look lol

sans is the definition of anime

more likE


imagine the aftermath tho



Baek and Chen have been watching too many dramas…
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Cold Nights, Warm Hearts


genre: fluff :3

characters: min yoongi.

word count: 2423 (excuse any errors, i didn’t edit it jfksd)

thunderstorms. in need of someone.

a/n: this is one of the more recent requests i got, and idk i just kind of wanted to write it out :) i had a sudden surge of motivation but still @ the anon who requested this im really sorry for the shortness ;;;

Originally posted by cuddlesandcashmere

This fucking storm’s been going on for way too long now. 

You sighed, aggravated, wincing each and every single time a peal of lightning flashed against the silvers of your rattling windows and the gleams of white reflected on the curtains. The room was cold – much too cold. The peaks of blankets wrapped around you provided none of the warmth you needed, the yellow lights too dark, the hum of the city outside too dim, the quietness of your entire apartment much too suffocating as it slowly worked its way through to the center of the living room where you were currently situated in.

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Hai there guys!! Man its been SOOOOO LONG since you’ve heard from your fave speckled glameow huh? For that I humbly apologize…college started for me last year and it took up way more of my free time that I thought it would! Being an animation major is not as easy as you would think! Because of college I couldnt return to this blog as I had planned BUT if you guys still wanna see what im up too you can follow my other blog! @chocolatesweetssublime

It would mainly be sketches there and a few quick pieces of art I manage to do! Again I feel so bad for not being able to work on Speckled aaaaaah college can be so TIME CONSUMING, i hope you guys can understand quq I will come back dont worry just not at the moment….and who knows I might have another blog in the works…will the style be similar to speckled you may ask? I dont kno just keep an eye out! >uo