it came back on thankfully

2000 - 2018

A Picture Requires a Thousand Words

by: mldrgrl
Rating: PG
Summary: Based on a picture prompt by @sunflowerseedsandscience.  Photo is part of the story!

They’d been poring over photos and notes at Mulder’s apartment for over two hours, trying desperately to make a breakthrough in their investigation before someone else got hurt.  At some point, Scully’s stomach growled, too loudly to ignore.  Mulder offered to order a pizza, which Scully gratefully accepted.  

In the break to order food, Scully stood and stretched.  They’d gone straight from work to Mulder’s apartment and her feet were starting to feel the effects of being trapped in high heeled boots all day.  Hesitantly, though she didn’t think Mulder would care if she took her shoes off, she unzipped her boots and breathed a sigh of relief as she freely flexed her toes.

“Make yourself at home, Scully,” Mulder said with a chuckle.

Her cheeks burned slightly and she ducked her head to let her hair fall from over her ear to hide her face.  “Sorry, I didn’t think you’d mind.”

“Of course I don’t mind.  Whatever you want to take off Scully, you go right ahead.”

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hey, so, a while back i posted about writing an au where Mary is alive (which you can find here if you’re interested)

and while I haven’t really had the time to flesh out this idea completely, i still wrote something bc i couldn’t stop thinking about it, so. here is that.

tw abuse


As the figure in front of him took shape, Neil felt his breath catch in his throat.

“Mom?” The word was barely a whisper, the sound escaping his lips before he realized he was speaking. The room was dim and her hair was different from when he had last seen her, but he’d recognize those eyes anywhere, colored contacts be dammed. A chill traveled up his spine– he was looking at a ghost. “I thought you were dead,” he gasped out, stumbling forward, allowing himself a moment to be relieved, to breathe. He wrapped his arms around her middle and breathed her in, surprised at how warm her skin felt against his. She smelled like sweat and shampoo, probably stolen from a shitty hotel in the middle of nowhere. It was familiar in a way that made him ache. He thought briefly about her injuries from months ago, about if it hurt her when he squeezed her tight, and considered pulling away. Her arms came up and gripped him just as strongly, anchoring him in place.

“Abram,” she breathed, and felt like his chest would burst at the sound of her voice. “Oh Nathaniel,” her hands card through his hair once, twice, before her grip became painful. She pulled away from him, holding him by his hair so she could look into his eyes. “Baby, what have you done?”

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Like She’s Mine (part one) - Stiles Stilinski

so this is my new stiles series!

warnings: heavy mentions of sex (but not smut), swearing, this is a non supernatural fic (so scott isn’t a werewolf lyd isn’t a banshee allison isn’t dead fuck you jeff davis fuck you you piece of shit and yadda) 

“Al-Allison stop there’s a customer!” I hissed, but she continued throwing seeds at me.

“You deserve this!” She said, borderline yelling.  I gave her a mock angry look, bracing my hands up in front of me while she continued pelting me.

“I made one comment!” I whisper screamed, and eventually snatching the bag of seed from her.  “Would you cut that out grow up!” Allison giggled as I zipped it back up, and put it back on the shelf in the back room.

“Yeah yeah.  You go get those out of your hair and I’ll help the customer” Allison said, rolling her eyes.  I flipped her off just before she walked out of the room.

I re situated the blue apron tied around my neck and waist, with the ironed on Lou’s Flower Shop patch on the front.  I pulled your hair out of it’s ponytail, and at least twenty seedlings fell onto the ground.  A mental note was made to kick Allison’s ass later.  I made my way back to the employee bathroom, finger brushing my hair as more seeds came out until I seemed to be clean of them.

“y/n!” Allison called.

“Yeah?” I called back, and pulled my hair up into a perfectly messy bun.

“Customer wants to speak to the manager” My brows furrowed as I made my way into the shop.

“What?” She pointed, and I walked further in, seeing who our customer was.  “Stiles!” I grinned ecstatically, and raced towards him, jumping up and hugging him tightly.  His arms caught me immediately, as they always did.

Stiles, my bestest friend in the whole wide world, had been out of town for a lacrosse tournament for the past week.  Sure, we FaceTimed every night, and texted every day, (seeing that he didn’t actually play lacrosse) but it was weird not having him around.

“I missed you so much” I breathed, and his arms stayed wrapped around me as he set me back down.

“Yeah I missed you too” He responded.  “Thought I’d surprise you instead of picking you up for Lydia’s party” You grinned sheepishly.

“This was much more fun” I said, shrugging my shoulders as he smiled back at me.

“When does your shift end?”

“Now, I’ll cover for her” Allison said.  I turned to look at her.

“You don’t have to Alli, I’ve only got-”

“You’ve only got fifteen minutes left, so I got it” Allison said, waving her hand dismissively.  “Go out for lunch or something, you’ve been moping all week” My body wiggled slightly as he squealed and clapped my hands.

“Allison I owe you a big one!” I said, untying my apron faster than ever and hanging it up behind the counter.

“I know.  I’m the best” Allison said, fluffing her hair.  I danced across the floor, kissing her cheek quickly before grabbing onto Stiles’ hand.  

“See you tonight!” 

“You too!” She called back as Stiles and I walked outside.  He swung out hands wildly between us as we walked towards his Jeep.

“I liked the surprise” You said to him with a big smile while buckling in.

“Good” Stiles responded curtly.  “Now, where to for lunch?”

“I don’t care, somewhere we can eat outside though because this weather is amazing.  It’s actually sunny and not hot, what a strange day in California” Stiles chuckled as he pulled out of the parking lot.  When I looked back to the store, Allison was going outside to water the rose bushes.

“You still like working there?” Stiles asked, catching my gaze.

“I love it, it’s a perfect little job” I responded.  He seemed to like my answer.

“And here from any colleges yet?”

“Still just Berkeley” I responded with a shrug.  Not that I minded Berkeley, it’s just I applied for an assortment of universities that appealed to me, and Berkeley wasn’t really my number one choice.  “You?” Stiles shook his head, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel.

“But I also haven’t seen the mail in the past week, so there could be something there whenever I get home” I nodded in response as he continued drumming.

“Ever get to play?”

“Thanks for asking, but it really just hurts my feelings more” Stiles said, and I chuckled.

“Well I was thinking you could teach me some things, over the summer, and we can practice together” 

“You wanna play lacrosse?” Stiles chuckled, and parked on the side of the road.  I looked out the window to see the old cafe we used to go to.  Usually we would just order a coffee and a pastry.  but we always talked about eating an actual lunch there.  But… those crepes just always looked so good…

“Yeah” I finally answered.  “Why not? Maybe it’d help you, and it could be fun” I said, shrugging a shoulder.  Stiles smiled over me, and we unbuckled our seat belts.

“Alright, well if you say so then sure. but you’d learn more from Scott” I shrugged again.  “You pick a table and I’ll go get menus” He squeezed my shoulder and I nodded, making my way over to an empty table with an umbrella.  I pulled back the metal chair, and set my purse on the tabletop as I sat down.  Just as I’d pulled my phone out, checking Insta and Snapchat, a shadow fell over me.

“Stiles” I smiled when I looked up, but it wasn’t Stiles standing there.

“Hey, your table was empty you look like you needed company” I stared wide eyed at the boy in front of me.  He was attractive, to some standards anyways, but he held a smirk that made me shift in my seat.

“Thanks that’s very kind, but my boyfriend is coming back in a moment” I said promptly.  Thankfully Stiles came outside at that moment.  “Hey babe” I said with the biggest smile I could muster.  He was confused for a millisecond before his eye line cut to the boy in front of me.

“Hey y/n, I got the menus” He said with an equally large smile, then sat down across from me.  “Who’s this?” He asked.

“I’m- uh leaving” The guy walked off before anything else could be said.  I sighed in relief and leaned over the table, putting my hands flat on it.

“God bless you Stilinski” I breathed, and he smiled again.

“No prob, babe” I rolled my eyes and took a menu from him.

“I’ve got other plans” I said cheekily, opening it up.

“Like getting into Theo Raeken’s pants tonight at Lydia’s party?” I raised an eyebrow at Stiles.  “You eye fucked him all year y/n.  I figured tonight was the night” My questioning glance turned into a smug one, and I winked.

“As a matter of fact, tonight is the night.  And it’s going to be amazing” I said.  Stiles looked down at his menu, hiding his face.

“I think I’m gonna try a Paganini” He mumbled.

“You wanna help me with my outfit? Lydia was gonna do it but she’s prepping for tonight” But he continued to keep his face buried in the list of foods.  “Stiles?”

“Or no a sandwich sounds good?”

“Stiles” I snatched the menu from his hands and he opened his mouth to protest.  But I was faster.  “Do you want to help me or not?” He sighed in defeat.

“Yeah, yeah sure y/n” He said, and I smiled, and looked at my own menu.

We ended up ordering two different sandwiches, and switching because we didn’t like our own.  We talked more about his tournament, my job, ideas of things we could do over the summer, pretty much anything that came to mind.  That;s just the way our friendship was, we did whatever whenever.  It was easy really.  I don’t think anyone in history had a friendship as great as Stiles’ and mine.  We were unbreakable and irreplaceable.

When we finished lunch, we headed over to my place so I could get ready.

“You have no idea how excited I am” I said excitedly.  I was in a bikini at the moment, going through my closet to wear something over it.  Stiles was sat on my bed, watching every time I held up a possible outfit to wear over it.

“Too skimpy” He said as I held a pair of shorts and a strapless crop top.

“That’s sorta the point Stiles.  I want to wear something easy to take off when I’m with Theo tonight” Stiles rolled his eyes.  “Well? Do you think it’ll be good?”

“Why don’t you try the black leather skirt” I grabbed what he was referring to from my dresser, and pulled it up.  It fell to my mid thigh.

“With what top?” I pondered, wandering over to my closet now.

“The white tank top with no sleeves and the collar” Stiles said.  I pulled it out and buttoned it up, tucking it into my skirt.  I smiled at the outfit I’d pulled together.  Well, Stiles did.

“Wow, this actually looks good” Stiles rolled his eyes.

“Now sit down and braid your hair” He said, shaking his head with a slight smile.  I sat down on the bench in front of my vanity, surveying my reflection.

“Thanks Stiles, you are literally the best” I blew a fake kiss while tying my hair in a loose ponytail braid down my back.

“I know” He said cockily and pulled out his phone.  He took a picture of me, and from the typing he did I figured he was Snapchatting.

“Who to?” I asked, tying a hair tie at the end of my hair.

“My story.  I’m crediting myself for your stunning outfit” He said.  I gave a curtsy before pulling out my eyeliner.

“Cat eye right?”

“Girl you know it” I laughed, having to drop the wand as not to smudge as my shoulders shook.  He got up and looked at me through the mirror, standing behind me.  “You look great y/n” I smiled sweetly and he dropped a light kiss to my hair, squeezing my shoulders.  “I’m getting a drink, be right back” He said, and I nodded, going back to my makeup.

When he left the room, and I finished applying the sharp black wing, I checked my phone.  Instantly going to Stiles’ story.  There was a picture taken from the front seat of the jeep, an open road in front of it.  Then a video of Scott singing Hello way off key, with the caption HACKED on it.  At the end you could hear Stiles yelling at him to get off his phone.  After the video was a photo of the flower shop I worked at, and below it said surprising my favorite y/n today.  I smiled big at that one.  Lastly was the photo of me, grinning sheepishly as I was looking at Stiles rather the camera.  It was exceptionally candid, and Stiles had written she’s beautiful on her own but I think I did an excellent job for tonight.  I accidentally blushed, and shut off my phone.

“I’m back” Stiles hollered, walking into my room, and plopping back into his spot on my bed.  “Eyes look great” He said, giving me an okay sign as he drank from his glass of water,

“Merci” I said, posing for a short moment.  Then began to tidy up my vanity.  “Are we going to your house for anything? Are you gonna swim?” Stiles shook his head.

“No that pool’s gonna be crowded and I want no part of that” I chuckled, closing up the drawers and standing up.  I smoothed out the non existent wrinkles on my skirt, and looked over my room.  

My eyes landed on a necklace on the top of my dresser, and I wandered over to it.  My fingers looped into the chain, and I attempted to link it behind my neck.  After a minute of this attempt Stiles chuckled and came over, linking the hook and the ring together.  I looked down at the locket, and turned around.  Stiles smiled at it, opening it up, revealing a picture of him and I that Scott had taken last year.  We were at school, in science.  I was obviously sleeping, my head on Stiles’ arm, lying on the desk.  He was trying not to laugh, but was unable to suppress the goofy grin as he looked at the camera.  Allison had been sat in front of me, and tilted her chair back to give my sleeping self bunny ears.

“I’ll never understand why you chose that one, of all the pictures to put in a necklace” I said, whilst giggling and closing the locket.  It didn’t really look like one.  It was a metallic circular medallion.  A few swirl engravings over it.  When you weren’t standing right in front of me, it just looked like a plain necklace.  But to me it was beautiful because of what it held on the inside.  Stiles shrugged in response, and walked back to his glass of water on my desk.

“I don’t know, I guess it’s just one of my favorites” I looked down at the locket, still held in my fingers, then placed it neatly and centered on my collarbone.

“Yeah me too” I said with a smile.

“Are you nervous?” Stiles asked, parking in the street near Lydia’s house.  I pondered the question, unsure of how to answer without being totally sure of myself.  In a way, no of course I wasn’t.  It was at Lydia’s house, all of my friends would be there, I was slaying the look Stiles had picked out for me, and to top it all off, I was wearing my lucky necklace.  But on the other hand… well maybe a little.  Big crowds wasn’t exactly my strong suit.  If I was left alone in them for more than 15 minutes I began to get a little claustrophobic and self conscious.

“I don’t think so” I responded, and pulled down the sunshade to look in the mirror.

“If you’re nervous about how you look, you really shouldn’t be” Stiles said.  “Because you really do look beau-”

“y/n!” A bouncing and grinning Allison skipped up to the passenger’s door, pulling Scott behind her.

“Hey!” I said, getting out of the car to hug her.  Scott took her drink from her hand, probably so she wouldn’t spill it all over me.

“You look fantastic! Whose hips are you grinding on tonight?” Allison asked.  I could almost hear Stiles’ teeth grinding.  I put a hand on his arm as I replied.

“Theo’s” I answered with a simplistic tone.

“Ooooh” Allison batted her eyelashes.  “Well it’s ‘bout time.  I’ve been watching you two check each other out since last spring” She chuckled, and I rolled my eyes a little bit, biting my cheek so I wouldn’t smile too wide.  Stiles was clearly set off by the idea.  “Plus he’s like, mega hot” Scott coughed, and Allison giggled, her eyes darkened in drunkenness. When she turned to him, Scott smiled at her tightly.  “Don’t worry babe, you’re like… you’re… you’re… super mega hot times infinity” Scott laughed, and handed me the red plastic cup he’d previously taken from his girlfriend.

“Time to get you some water” He said, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.  “Good to see you y/n” He waved slightly, and I returned it.“See you in a bit McCall” I said, watching as he and Allison walked off to a more secluded area outside.  It was then I realized my hand was still on Stiles, to which I dropped it to my side.

“Wanna go in and find Lyd?” He asked, and I nodded, taking in a deep breath.  “You’re going to be fine.  Great! Besides, I’m not leaving your side until you tell me to” I smiled weakly in a silent thanks, then tucked my hand under his arm as I walked with him inside.  My eyes had fallen down to land on our shoes.  I was in black flats, and he was in old converse.  I smiled at them, how they’d somehow provided a comfort.  I’d seen these shoes a million times.  If it wasn’t these, it was Star Wars socks, or lacrosse cleats.  “You good?” Stiles asked me.

“Yeah, I think your feet just made me feel better” He chuckled, shaking his head as I looked up at him through my lashes.  “Tonight’s gonna be fun” I said, mostly to hear myself say it.  He nodded curtly.  “And we’re going to have a great time” Stiles nodded again, smile growing.  “Let’s go get a drink first”

“One, then we loosen you up in a few dances, then you go find your dream boat” He said the last part in a more sarcastic tone, but I giggled and agreed to the plan.

Three cups of beer later I was looser than the brakes in Roscoe.

I was cheering and dancing, swinging my hips and waving my hands up in the air.  Here and there Stiles would laugh and spin me around, dancing in funny ways to make me laugh then saying no no, this is my best move.  Every new one worse than the last.  But it made me laugh, and I knew that’s what he was going for.  While twirling, my eyes landed on a certain brooding boy that had been catching my attention lately.  I curled back into Stiles, one hand in his, the other on the back of his neck as I leaned in close to his ear.

“Theo’s watching” I whispered to him.  I could hear him swallow, and pulled away to see him looking for the dirty blonde boy.  “Dance sexy with me” I said quickly.  Stiles’ wide eyes shot to mine.

“What!?” He whisper screamed.“Dance sexy with me, we have to peak his interest” I said quickly, squeezing both of his hands.  “Please?”

“y/n” He whined, giving me a pouty look.“It’ll only be for a second I promise” I told him, and pressed my chest to his, slowly setting my elbows up on his shoulders, my hands in his hair in moments.  His own hands landed on my waist in no time at all.  I smirked at his reaction, looking down at my feet as they barely moved, but the whole rest of my body did.

“This will not end well” Stiles whispered, his lips barely brushing the shell of my ear.“No” I responded in agreement, and I’d never admit it, but it was an accident when I grinded against him, pure instinct.  “It’s gonna end great” I giggled at the feather light ticklish feeling of his hands wandering up to my waist.

“He’s looking for sure now” Stiles said, pulling away abruptly.

“Uh Stiles-” I clamped a hand over my mouth, trying not to look down.  His eyes lowered to his khakis.

“Damn it y/n you gave me a boner!” I laughed, I tried not to I really did but i couldn’t help it.

“I am so so sorry” I said between giggles.  “I mean that I really am” I said.  He was red with embarrassment.

“I’m gonna go and… fix it?” Stiles scratched the back of his head.“Do you need help-?”

“No definitely not” He chuckled.  I nodded, giving him an apologetic look.  I suddenly felt really bad… “It’s fine y/n, trust me, taking care of it will not be bad, for me anyways.  Anyone trying to get into the bathroom’s just gonna be grossed out-”

“Ew Stiles” My face contorted into one of disgust, and he just laughed.

“Okay well, call me if you need anything, enjoy lover boy and,” He stepped closer, putting a hand on my shoulder as he lowered his voice and looked directly into my eyes.  “Just remember you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.  If at anytime something goes wrong, or you don’t like something, or literally anything, call me, find me, anything you have to do y/n and I’ll be there in a second” I smiled softly at the protective side of Stiles.

“I know.  I know how to take care of myself” I snuck a secret glance to Theo, who was looking at his phone for the moment.  I took his downcasted moment to press he lightest of kisses to Stiles’ cheek.  He gave me a look of surprise.  “I would’ve hugged you, but I didn’t want to strain lil Stiles” I pointed down to his khakis, and he groaned, rolling his eyes.  Though it didn’t really seem like it was a ‘little’ Stiles stuck in there at all.  I blushed, and coughed.  “You go fix yourself, and I’ll go fix myself” I said, walking backwards towards where Theo was standing against the wall.  He gave me a thumbs up and turned around, swiftly making his way to Lydia’s bathroom.  I spun on my heel, confidently waltzing up to Theo.  His eyes caught me, and shameless wandered my body.“Well hello” He said in an amused tone.  “Where’s your little partner?” He asked, raising a brow.  I gave a slight pout.“He got bored of me” I said.  “Do you want to dance with me instead?” From the look on is face, I knew his answer was a yes, and that his mind was reeling with images of me dancing on Stiles.  I tugged on his hands.  “Come on, come play with me” I said, smiling cheekily as we were on the dance floor, again surrounded by people.

His lips were hot, and his kisses were hard and needy.  Mine were all the same, and I let his hands run down my sides.  We’d somehow gotten ourselves up the stairs and into Lydia’s room without breaking skin contact once.  I wasn’t sure how it wasn’t already occupied (poor Lyd she was always buying new bed sheets) but as soon as we’d come in, I kicked the door shut and locked it for extra precaution.

I finished unbuttoning my top, the first four had been ripped open, but I wasn’t in the mind to care about it.  In seconds I had it peeled over my head, and his hands had yanked open the back zipper of my skirt, hastily shoving the fabric down my leg.  His hands splayed around my hips, gripping tightly.  He mumbled a barely coherent “jump” against my mouth and I obliged, legs winding around his waist as his hands dropped to my ass.  I squealed, and giggled, and we fell back on Lydia’s bed.

“You’ve got… right?” I panted.

“Of course babe”

It was a night to remember for sure.  But not the way I wanted it to be.

I woke up alone in Lydia’s bed.  And instantly, my head ached and my legs throbbed.  I groaned loudly, the light from the windows making my brain pound against my skull.  I wanted to gouge my eyes out they hurt so badly.

“Thought you’d be up soon” I sat up slightly, just enough to see Lydia’s figure leaning against the doorway.  I whined, taking in my surroundings slowly, trying to remember the past ten hours.  “I brought you water and advil” She announced, and I thanked in with a breath of relief.  I took them quickly, licking my lips and blinking quickly.  My eyes landed on the empty space next to me.  “He left around two am” Lydia said.  I rubbed my hands over my face, still unable to form a proper sentence.  “Stiles is in the guest room, and he’s probably got a worse headache than you” She told me in a soft tone.  Lydia’s fingers ran through my hair gently.  “Need anything else?” I shook my head.  “Alright, well I’ll leave you be” She said, and left the room as quietly as she could.  

After continuing to rub my eyes, willing the pain to be gone, I forced myself to stand.  Tears brimmed at the dizzy feeling, which only made me hurt more, but I managed to walk into the guest room.  Stiles announced his presence by moaning.  Through the black spots of my vision I could see him lying face down in a silky pillow, under one comforter.  The ceiling fan was turned on medium, which made me relieved.

“ ‘m joining you” I mumbled, dragging my feet through the carpet as I made my way to his bed.

“y/n y/n y/n” Stiles mumbled when I crawled in.

“How much did you drink” I whispered so quietly my voice was a breath.

“Too much” He mumbled back, eyes clenched shut.  “I’ve been puking all morning”

“I can tell” I whispered.  “Your breath smells like mint and you never brush your teeth till after breakfast”

“Don’t mention food I’ll get sick again” He groaned, and I whispered an apology.  I curled my legs up to my chest, hugging my shins.  “You’re night sounded good” Stiles eventually spoke.

“I don’t remember it” I mumbled back.

“That’s too bad” He said sarcastically.  I laughed gently at his voice being muffled in the pillows.  “You came in afterwards, told me he fell asleep and wanted to talk”

“You were here all night?”

“When the party became a bust and people left, I came up here to chill out.  You came in a few hours later, maybe one thirty” He said, eyes remaining closed, but I watched intently as he spoke.  “Told me he fucked you so good you thought your brains came out of your ears” I groaned softly, putting my hands over my face in embarrassment.


“You don’t remember any of it?” He asked again, and I shook my head no.

“Nuh uh” I said, eyes slipping closed.  “But I know it happened” He hummed in question.  “Man cause it hurts.  I think he was like… super sloppy” Stiles made a sound in the back of his throat.

“Are you trying to make me puke”

“Sorry” I said for the millionth time.  Stiles chuckled, wrapping an arm over my legs and chest, hand landing on bare skin and the back strap of my bra.

“Are you not wearing clothes?” He mumbled.

“No” I hummed back, becoming drowsier.  He didn’t say anything else on the subject, just kept his arm over me loosely.

“When we wake up later, like.. Way later… let’s stay in all day and eat ice cream” Stiles said, and I nodded, head pressed against his chest.

“M’kay” Was all I could manage, before yawning, and falling asleep.Besides the throb behind my head and between my legs, the whereabouts of my clothes, and the scratchiness in my throat, everything was okay in the world.

haha…. baby you know what’s coming ;)

tagged: @morganschiebel and @bunnyboo10154 bc Stiles imagine

i know it’s been a while, but if you wanted to be added or removed from tag lists just let me know.  I tag for certain characters + series :)

side note: practice safe sex!
xoxo ~ jordie

anonymous asked:

isn't robin a marvel property?

This is true, Robin was Captain America’s side kick who died in ww2 :( Thankfully he came back as Arsenal or honestly I would have stopped reading


TITLE: Promises

SUMMARY: You’re a nurse and you’re engaged to Farrier before you get drafted to help in Dunkirk. You were on the ship that goes down in the beginning and Alex, Tommy and Gibson help you. There will be a happy ending


FANDOM: Dunkirk

WARNING: Fluff towards the end. Long ass imagine. Shitty writing 

“Everything is going to be okay, love. We’ll see each other soon.”

“Do you promise?”

“I promise.”

You were currently on a ship, surrounded by wounded soldiers. It had been two weeks since you’d last since Farrier, your fiancée, but in that time you had managed to help many privates.

  However, you’d seen a Spitfire go down just before you go on the ship, and you were petrified that it was Farrier. Even though you knew that there was a huge possibility that Farrier wasn’t even in one of those Spitfires. That didn’t stop you from worrying.

You could see the German planes and quickly covered your ears, knowing that in about three seconds you’d hear the dreaded boom of the bombs. A bomb exploded near the ship but you weren’t sure if the bomb had hit the ship or not. You soon found out.

“Abandon ship!” A private yelled as one side of the boat started to sink down.

Springing into action, you jump up and make sure that the stable, wounded soldiers had lifejackets on, and that someone helped them off the boat.

“Miss, it’s hopeless, they’re going to die. Save yourself. Jump.” The green eyed soldier, who had been sitting across from you, told you.

You did as he said and grabbed your lifejacket. The soldier helped you over the side of the boat and as you hit the water, you heard a splash beside you. The green eyed soldier, that told you to jump, helped you to swim over to the wooden beams where some other soldiers had already taken safety.

 A young solider helped you up and you thanked him over and over. Looking around, it looked like you were the only nurse that had survived from that ship. A lot of privates had lost their lives as well and you could see bodies and stretchers floating atop the water.

“We’ll get you on another ship.” A Lieutenant called down to us. The soldier that helped me looks at his friend, and then they both dunk themselves into the water.

“Here, have a blanket. Go down there, there’s tea and food waiting for you.” A nurse smiles at us.

Alex, the green eyed soldier, goes down first and I follow, eager to get out of the cold air but no so eager to go into a confined space on a ship. I notice that the young private follows us but not his friend.

“ Oi, where’s your friend gone?” Alex asks the young solider, with a mouthful of bread and jam.

“Charming Alex.” You mutter.

The private shoots you a cheeky grin.

“Looking for a quick way out, in case we go down.” He replies, walking towards the only door that has already been shut. Alex goes back for four more slices of bread and somewhere in that time I learn that the young soldiers name was Tommy. Suddenly, the floor is covered in water. Panicked shouts of soldiers start to fill the air.

“We’ve been hit. And we’re taking on water quickly.” You state the obvious. “We need to get that door open now.”

The three of you start to make to the door but before you can get close enough to open it, you’re submerged under the water. Alex tries to keep you close but you lose both him and Tommy. You can see a light up ahead and you figure that someone opened the door. You start kicking upwards, trying to get out the door. Air hits you and oxygen fills your lungs as a private helps you up out of the water. You barely have time to catch your breath before he helps you over the side and yet again, you’re back in water. You don’t see Tommy or Alex anywhere but you know that you have to get out of there quickly before the ship goes down or explodes.

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Dream Come True

Pairing: Jim x Reader 

Word Count: 1101 

 Warnings: none 

A/N:  “One of us thinks this is a date but the other thinks it’s an informal job interview” with Kirk requested by anon for my 300 Follower AU Celebration! I had fun with this one, so hopefully you guys do too! :D Also there’s pics at the end of the dress and suit style I had in mind if anyone’s curious.

“I don’t know if I can do this,” you said as your roommate zipped up the back of your floor length dress.

“You look beautiful, Y/N. if he doesn’t give you the job, I guarantee he’ll give you his number.”

“I don’t want his number. I want the job.”

“Oh please, like you’d really say no to sleeping with the infamous Jim Kirk.” You glared at your roommate in the mirror before sighing, defeated.

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Jughead & Reader: No Control

Summary: After helping Jughead cope with his breakup with Betty, you realized that you could not stop thinking about him. The only problem was that you were dating his best friend, Archie. But one day while hanging out with Jughead, something happens that changes your relationship.

Requested by: anonymous

Listen to: 41 Days - Kim Sung Kyu

With your hands in your pockets, you walked up the path to the Andrews’s front door just as the streetlights came on. You looked down the street and noticed Betty and Jughead standing together in her front yard. Curious, you couldn’t help but eavesdrop. Standing in front of the door with your hand raised before you knocked, you overheard Betty sharing her grievances about their relationship. 

You knocked and looked over at the two of them, noticing Jughead getting frustrated with her. He shook his head and turned away from Betty before walking away from her. “Jughead, wait!” She called after him. 

The door opened. “Hey,” Archie said as he grabbed your hand and pulled you inside with a grin. 

“Hey.” You tried to shake away the curiosities that raced in your mind as you kissed your boyfriend. “I smell pizza,” you noted as you looked past his shoulder into the kitchen. 

“I just ordered. Come on.” He smiled and walked with you into the kitchen where you sat down at the island and ate a slice. 

You were so interested in the fight that Betty and Jughead had, that you had to ask Archie. “What’s going on with Betty and Jug?”

Archie shrugged his shoulders. “They’ve been having problems lately. I don’t know why.”

You sighed. It sucked seeing Jughead sad and upset but you also felt a sense of relief that his relationship with Betty might be over. You weren’t sure why you felt that way exactly. It was a mystery to you that you cared so much about Jughead despite the fact you were in a happy, healthy relationship with Archie Andrews. 

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Passion - Mingyu

Originally posted by bb-zelo

Word Count: 700+

Genre: Fluff/Suggested Smut

A/N: Another request from a little while ago that I got round to doing tonight <3 ~Tashee

We’d been friends for years, but that was all it had ever been, that was until we went to college, watching each other grow up had both of us hiding our feelings for one another, both of us were incredibly good at denying our feelings no matter how often our friends tried to push us together, Wonwoo and Minghao had been trying and failing since we met them when we started college. But they were determined. They were hosting a party, and everyone knew how their parties often went, a lot of drinking, dancing and them getting people to hook up. They’d tried before but now they were more determined than ever. I arrived wearing one of my nicest dresses that hugged every curve of my body. I walked in and was instantly pulled away to where Wonwoo and Mingyu were talking.

“I was going to get a drink…” I tell Minghao who was responsible for pulling me away from where they were keeping the drinks.

“I’ll go get one but I wanted to make sure you knew where we were,” Minghao tells me before disappearing.

“You look lovely Y/N, don’t you think Mingyu?” Wonwoo asks with a smile at me.

“She looks gorgeous,” Mingyu responds with a smile mirroring Wonwoo’s. I felt a blush forming on my cheeks, thankfully Minghao came back before the boys could tease me for my reddened cheeks.

“Did something happen?” Minghao asks looking between the three of us.

“Nothing at all, why don’t you take Y/N upstairs? Didn’t you say you needed to speak with her?” Wonwoo asks with a smirk.

“I did indeed, come on Y/N I am sure you’ll find what I have to say rather interesting,” Minghao says pulling me by the arm upstairs the drink forgotten as he had passed it to Wonwoo before he began pulling me away. He pulls me up to one of the bedrooms and pushes me inside.

“I’m sorry Y/N but you need to speak to him and you won’t be getting out of here until we say so.” I hear Minghao say before closing the door behind me.

“Minghao! Minghao let me out of here!” I shout banging on the wooden door.

“Sorry Y/N, but you’ll thank me later!” He shouts back before the door opens and Mingyu gets pushed inside with me.

“Did you know they were planning this?” I ask Mingyu who had already just sat on the bed.

“I did, I asked them to do this, because I actually wanted to talk to you, honestly, no more lying or denying, Minghao has told me things that I want you to confirm,” Mingyu tells me motioning for me to come and sit next to him. I mentally prepare myself taking a deep breath as I walk over to him and sit next to him.

“So Minghao tells me that you like me, is that true?” He asks turning to face me.

“Remind me never to tell Minghao anything ever again. Yes, it is true, he hasn’t lied to you.” I tell him trying to avoid his eyes.

“Why are you so nervous around me?” He asks making me look up at him, caressing my cheek gently with his thumb.

“Wouldn’t you be nervous around the person you’ve had a crush on for ages?” I ask looking up at him my eyes searching his for any inkling of his thoughts.

“I am nervous but I don’t make it obvious like you do.” He tells me leaning forward and placing a kiss to my lips. I kiss him back my hands resting gently on his chest while his hands were still on my cheeks keeping me close to him. His hands slowly move down my body to rest on my hips. I pull away from his kiss catching my breath.

“Wait, you like me too?” I ask looking up at him.

“More than I have ever liked anyone Y/N” He tells me kissing me again this time his passion shining through. He pushes me down to lay on the bed, his hands travelling over my body taking advantage of the dress I was wearing that left little to his imagination. The more heated the kiss got to more heated the two of us got, clothes thrown to the floor, passions running high, love running through our veins as we swore ourselves to each other through our bodies, the sounds of our moans clearly going through the house, thank goodness for the music playing downstairs or Mingyu would have known the whole house had heard us together.
DC TV Watch: Tyler Hoechlin Teases Superman-Supergirl Finale Battle
THR rounds up all the major twists, new mysteries and more from this week in DC Comics TV shows.

Welcome to The Hollywood Reporter’s weekly DC TV Watch, a rundown of all things DC Comics on TV. Every Friday, we round up the major twists, epic fights, new mysteries and anything else that goes down on The CW’s Arrow, The Flash, Legends of Tomorrow and Supergirl and Fox’s Gotham and what it all means. Note: Legends of Tomorrow did not air a new episode this week.


Evil Superman? | Has Supergirl had any better cliffhanger than a surprise evil Superman (Tyler Hoechlin) appearing out of nowhere on the Daxamite ship to knock out Supergirl (Melissa Benoist) with a punch, presumably at Queen Rhea’s (Teri Hatcher) command? The answer is definitely no. Fans knew Superman would be returning for the season two finale, but his appearance in the penultimate episode was a complete surprise. “I can tell you that obviously Queen Rhea is there and we assume that she might have something to do with this. That’s about all I can say about that,” Hoechlin told THR. “It was fun to open up the script and see something different for him. Exploring another part of him, everybody has things that make them angry or make them upset so to find what that was for him was cool to explore as an actor. I had done this character before, so it was nice that I got to do something fresh and new when I jumped back into it. There was even less pressure jumping back into it versus the first time around.”

Rhea and Clark | Because Superman’s story is tied directly with Queen Rhea’s on the Daxamite ship, that meant Hoechlin got to work closely with Hatcher, which lead to some fanboy moments of his own. “Lois & Clark was the one that I grew up with, so to me she was always Lois Lane,” Hoechlin said. “The first time I met her was in the suit, so that was a surreal moment. We had a lot of fun up on her ship.”

Cousin vs. cousin | Kara wasn’t able to get any punches in herself against her cousin because he had the element of surprise in this week’s episode. That will change in the finale, as the two Kryptonian heroes will go head to head in one big battle. “I know they’ve been teasing it as the battle of the century, and they definitely did not hold anything back,” Hoechlin said. “We spent a lot of time on this fight scene and then the stunt people did such a great job. I think everyone will be very pleased with how this looks. It’s going to be an epic battle. Sometimes you do a fight scene and it takes half a day, sometimes it can take the whole day. This took multiple days. I’m really excited for people to see that.”

A new dynamic | Hoechlin was pleased that he got to explore a new kind of relationship between Clark Kent and Kara this time around as adversaries (at least, at first) instead of allies. “The first two episodes that we did, it was nice to do that as family teaming up and taking on the world, but to be able to square off this time was definitely fun,” Hoechlin said. “Melissa and I always have a good laugh with this stuff so it was great to find the humor and face off against each other once they called cut. We get into some things with Clark and Kara, and it’s always nice when you get to step away from the action for a minute and see more of the heart that these people have and how much they care about each other. I’m most proud of his ability to be a part of a team as opposed to having to feel like he’s got to always be the guy to save the day or the one to take credit. It’s great that he’s able to be supportive and not having to, I guess, save the day.”

An answer worthy of Superman | When asked who he would pick to win in a fight between Superman and Supergirl, Hoechlin gave a very political answer. “I would love to see that fight,” he said with a laugh. “I’ve gotten really good at this over the years.”

Get your Superman fix now … | While Hoechlin promises there will be a suitable amount of the caped hero in the finale episode – “I spent quite a bit of time in Vancouver filming the finale so it’s fair to say it will be more than a quick hello and goodbye,” – he revealed there are currently no plans for Superman to return to the series again. “Nothing in the future,” he said. “I think even just jumping in doing the first two episodes, at that time it was just those two episodes. I was excited and happy about that opportunity. I was very open and eager to go back up if that opportunity came up and thankfully it did for the finale. I’m just taking it a day at a time at this point.”

Hoechlin’s wish | However, Hoechlin already knows what he’d want to see from Superman on Supergirl should he ever return. “I’d love to see more about what his relationship with Kara and the rest of her family,” he said. “I think it could be fun to see exactly how much he’s kept up with them over the years. And the Superman/Martian Manhunter [David Harewood] thing is such a fun story arc. And with Jimmy Olsen [Mehcad Brooks] too, there’s still a lot to explore with him and James. Obviously they have the greatest history of anybody on the show, so… now that he’s doing his thing, it would be interesting to see how Clark and Superman feel about what James has been up to [as Guardian].”


Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7

A strong feeling of déjà vu hits you as you enter Negan’s room. The furniture is the same, the smell is familiar, and dozens of memories rush through your mind.

“Feeling nostalgic yet, sweetheart?” Negan asks from behind you as he closes the door.

“Not exactly,” is all you say.

“Well, bathroom’s just through there. Though I guess I don’t need to tell you that,” he smirks. 

“You’re not coming with me.”

He pretends to look offended. “But, sweetheart, why not? I can be a gentleman!” He suddenly grins. “Oh, yeah, that’s right… you never wanted me to be a gentleman.” He gives you a self-pleased wink. “Should be plenty of towels and shower stuff. Take your time, relax, get yourself right. I’ll be out here when you’re finished.”

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Being in a poly relationship with Yuha and Roa would include...

Originally posted by softkyla

  • You have like the two best girlfriends ever
  • it happened rather unconventionally 
  • their dance instructor was one of your close friends and she had asked you to come help her out teaching the girls the new choreo 
  • you instantly were taken aback by Roa’s beauty 
  • Roa was shy around you but she was always polite 
  • Yuha on the other hand thought you were super cute the second you walked in and she talked to you the most
  • talking with yuha was fun because she was so easy going and made you laugh 
  • when it was time to leave yuha asked if you’d be back 
  • you said you weren’t sure, you’d only come as a favor to your friend
  • that night when yuha was nonstop talking about you to Roa she noticed that Roa looked rather somber
  • so yuha asked her what was wrong 
  • Roa confessed that she thought you were cute too and was a little regretful she didn’t talk to you 
  • Thankfully though you came back next practice and Yuha was determined to get you and Roa talking alone
  • sure she liked you but she loved roa to bits and if anything she wanted a fair competition for your heart, which wouldn’t happen unless Roa felt comfortable talking to you
  • Yuha would find any opportunity to get you and roa alone
  • So when the girls took a break and agreed to grab some Popsicle from the corner store yuha volunteered to go with roa
  • on their way out yuha asked if you’d like to go 
  • you said yes and as the three of you walked to the store she tried to find something you and roa had in common
  • when you got to the store yuha dashed off and left you and roa alone, now you two had to talk 
  • you didn’t say anything at first, you were too shy, and so was roa so it was just kinda quiet for a few seconds
  • but then some guy bumped into Roa and didn’t apologize 
  • so you tapped his shoulder and when he turned around you demanded he apologize
  • the guy apologized and walked away
  • Roa smiled and thanked you for standing up for her
  • Now that the ice had been broken you two had a nice conversation and found of you had the same taste in music
  • when yuha came back with the ice cream she found you and Roa huddled together looking at the music on your phone
  • she wasn’t going to lie she felt a little jealous but mostly happy you two had finally found something in common
  • on the way back to the dance studio you and roa were practically attached to the hip, forgetting yuha was even there 
  • when they all had gone back to the dorms that night Roa noticed yuha was a little moody and asked her what was wrong
  • yuha told her how she’d felt and roa took it to heart. She told yuha that she could have you, roa didn’t want to pursue her feelings for you if it meant hurting yuha
  • but yuha knew she’d feel guilty if she kept flirting with you knowing roa liked you and that you had shown interest in her too 
  • so that night she thought it over and the next morning she told roa that a good solution would be to share you
  • Roa wasn’t sure about it at first but Yuha had brought her around to the idea
  • the next time they saw you they both asked you on a date, you were kinda confused
  • “So it’s a date with the two of you?”
  • but it turned out to be the best date you’d ever been on
  • yuha brought out your more energetic fun side while roa brought out the calmer more mature side of you 
  • lots and lots of dates at restaurants or street shops, hell even going to the convenience store to grab snacks is a date with them
  • Roa takes such good care of you it’s not even funny
  • she’s not just doting on you but always sends you good morning and night texts 
  • Roa also texts you throughout the day making sure you’re okay and eating well and getting exercise and fresh air in
  • Roro is also really chill compared to Yuha so if you guys are trying to decide where to go out and eat she usually is fine letting you or yuha pick 
  • you and yuha cringing at Roa’s attempts to do aegyo and laughing until your sides hurt
  • roa laughs along too because she gets embarrassed
  •  you and roa try to resist it when yuha does aegyo to get you guys to check out a new restaurant but ultimately yuha gets her way
  • your dates with roa are usually a lot more relaxed, like going on a walk or to a book shop or getting ice cream
  • your dates with yuha are a lot more active like going to amusement parks and fairs, checking out cool restaurants and playing laser tag
  • I feel like they’d both be into bowling dates and yuha would get super competitive, but roa would always win because she’s like super good at it
  • yuha demands another two games and when she wins one of the two she’s satisfied and really to leave
  • your girlfriends are very caring and would do anything for you, they each bring out different sides to you and you bring out something new in them too. they’re lucky they get to have you and you’re thankful you never had to choose 

Originally posted by hideeverytraceofsadness

The Little Game of Hearts (Part 2/2)

Requested by anon:  Hey can I request an Isaac/Theo story where the FemaleC is part of the pack and she had this friends with benefits thing going on with Theo during season5 but obviously there were also feelings involved. And after everything went down with Theo and the Dread Doctors, Isaac showed up with Chris to finish his senior year. Theo comes back season 6,FC and Isaac are only friends but at this party she kisses him in front of Theo so he gets the clue that she’s done with him-that as the background

A/N: Finally, here is the second part! This one is about Isaac coming back, the friendship developing and the confrontation with Theo after he came back. You can find Part 1 here: x. I hope you all enjoy, I had a lot of fun writing this!

Yes, Isaac Lahey came back to Beacon Hills. But with the two of you, it wasn’t necessarily friendship at first sight. To you, he was just another new guy and you decided that you would never trust those again. Never let them close to you or believe a word that came out of their mouths. You definitely were bitter but you couldn’t leave that part of you behind at that point. So you didn’t welcome Isaac in any nice way and you really didn’t make it easy for him to like you.

It was a constant bickering between you that drove the rest of the pack crazy. Whenever he expressed an idea at pack meetings, you argued against it and tried to find something fishy about it. You avoided him, reacted annoyed whenever he was around and fighting him was your favourite way to blow off steam. You couldn’t help but afflict him with the mistrust that Theo would’ve deserved. You saw Theo in him although Isaac wasn’t really like him. There were just a few similarities that sufficed, like the smug attitude, the confident demeanour (although it wasn’t as natural with Isaac), and the acting like he didn’t care what everybody else thought about him. In the first few weeks that was all that you noticed about him.

And then stuff happened. Even with Theo gone everything turned chaotic once again and you needed each other like never before. That was when something clicked inside of you. When you realized the most important fact about Isaac Lahey: he was loyal. He looked up at Scott, he trusted Scott, he did whatever was needed to protect him and his pack. Even you, although you had been a total asshole to him, simply because you were Scott’s friend. He would never betray him, which meant that he would never betray you.

That was the moment you realized that you had judged him wrong and that not everybody deserved to be treated like Theo. You had to admit to yourself that you projected the pain Theo had caused you onto him and it wasn’t right. And that you would only keep Theo’s betrayal alive by doing so and not pulling yourself together. You really had to try to live your life like he had never been a part of it.

It wasn’t easy but you made yourself apologize to Isaac. After that it turned out that the two of you were actually a pretty good team. He was a lot better at forgiving than you were and although he never stopped teasing you about your mean side, you became friends. Once you let him see the real you and opened up to him, you grew close. It was the weirdest thing ever but it made you love it even more.

All of that brings you to the angsty situation you are in now. Liam freed him. Theo was back. How are you supposed to act like he never existed when he’s back, roaming around in Beacon Hills? The others never learned about the little thing you had going on with him and therefore will never understand why you are reacting so stressed about this. That’s why you literally fled from any pack action, anything that could bring you close to him, and are now sitting in your living room with Isaac, going through some papers to do research that isn’t making any sense at all. You can’t even concentrate long enough to read a single line. It’s boiling inside of you and you are so agitated that you must reek to a werewolf.

“Y/N, what’s wrong?”, Isaac asks after a while and as you look up, you realize that he has been observing you the whole time. Damn those werewolf senses! You really need to find some human friends. While you look into his blue eyes, you feel yourself getting defensive quite automatically.

“Well, everything obviously”, you grumble, lowering your head so you don’t have to face him. “This town is going to hell and now Theo Raeken is back. I just hate that guy.”

“Because he made Liam kill Scott”, Isaac mused, still staring at you attentively. A little too attentively for your taste.

“Exactly”, you mumble and you feel bad because that really should be the reason but your true one is so much more egoistic and self-centred.

Isaac clears his throat awkwardly, then keeps silent again and it’s so obvious to you that he wants to say something but isn’t sure if he should. Finally he pulls himself together and blurts out: “Okay, that was a lie. Why do you really hate him?”

Of course he heard it. You sigh heavily, put the paper away and lean back in the sofa. Since Liam decided to resurrect your ex-whatever, you’re awfully tired. You take your time with the answer, rub your temples and try to get your emotions under control. Lying to him is not an option, therefore you decide to give him part of the truth. Not the whole story, though, you’re still too ashamed of that.

“It’s complicated, okay? It was just…we were a little closer than the rest of the pack…friends and stuff…so his betrayal hit me pretty hard and I honestly never want to see him again.”

“You had sex with him”, Isaac states drily.

You whirl around and stare at him in shock. He tries to stay serious but a little smirk tugs on his lips already.

“What?! No I hadn’t!”

“Yes you had. It’s written all over your face.”

When did he become such a mind reader? You could keep up the play but by now the heat is creeping into your cheeks and you know you lost. He really got to know you too well. The weird thing is: while you’re still feeling embarrassed about your mistake, it is actually a little freeing that you told someone about it. That it’s out there at last.

“Aright, yes. We had this thing without liabilities going on and I really thought I could trust him. And I was stupid enough to kinda fall for him, so after he turned out to be a total asshole, I was crushed. I got bitter, I hated everything and I tortured you for something somebody else did.”

“Ah, so that’s why you were such a bitch to me!”, Isaac realizes matter of factly.

You shoot him a glare. “Yes. You first-hand experienced the monster he created. I can’t have that again. I can’t deal with him. Since he came back, I constantly remember our last conversation and how he made me feel like the dumbest, most naïve girl on earth. And like I wasn’t good enough.”

You feel the weight of the truth of your words overcome you once again and you swallow hard, looking down at your hands because watching Isaac’s playful expression turning more sympathetic by the second makes it even harder. You can see Theo’s stern face in front of you just as the day he dumbed you in that forest. And you remember the heartache.

“Honestly, Isaac, I don’t know what to do”, you admit weakly, feeling horribly vulnerable. Something you wanted to prevent under any circumstances.

Isaac observes you for a second, then doesn’t hesitate to get up from his spot and sit down next to you, putting an arm around your shoulder and pulling you closer. You rest your head against his chest, breathe in his scent and sense yourself relax almost momentarily while you listen to his steady heartbeat. It’s the first time someone comforts you about this and it feels good.

“Okay, Y/N, first of all: I already know that Theo guy is an idiot but if he dumbed you, he really is the biggest I ever met and that is saying something”, Isaac claims as he strokes your hair softly.

You snort. “You have to say that.”

“Well, yeah, but I also mean it. Come on, you won’t let him destroy your confidence, will you? I have some experience with people who knock you down and they’ll always stay with you in some way, but you can still grow out of it stronger than before.”

You turn your head and blink at him a little astonished. “Man that was really sensitive Dr. Phil.”

“I have my moments”, he retorts with a grin on his lips that somehow makes everything seem less terrible.

“So what’s the plan?”

“Well, I’m just gonna keep you away from him until he eventually screws up and will be sent back.”

You like the plan. You like it a lot.

It works for a while. There is only one error: Theo doesn’t screw up. It’s not like everybody suddenly likes him but they also can’t ignore what he did, especially for Liam, and don’t think that he deserves to go back to hell. Still, you manage to avoid him with Isaac’s help. At least before Lydia’s “Goodbye Highschool” party, which is obviously something you have to go to.

But you don’t know that Theo would come too until you get there, go to the bar for your third drink and run right into him. Literally. You dumb into a body and already start to awkwardly apologize as he turns around and you stare right into that face you connect so many horrible emotions to.

“Oh my”, you push out, taking a step back while his eyes widen after they recognized you. Your instinct to flee sets in but you are aware of how stupid and weak that would look, so you stay right where you are. Quite frozen, actually.

“Y/N!”, he exclaims a little bit too late. “It’s so good to see you. I…I wanted to talk to you since…since I came back.”

Great, there you go. Thankfully enough, the old anger finally builds up inside of you and that makes it much easier because it overlaps the disappointment. You cross your arms in front of your chest and glare at him.

“Yeah, I know. You informed the others about that a thousand times, but I though my non-reaction made quite clear that I don’t return that wish.”

“I know”, he retorts, quickly and gravely serious. He steps closer and puts his arms on your shoulders but you immediately pull away. His touch feels poisonous. “I get that you don’t want to see me, okay? But I need to…”

“Oh, don’t you dare say apologize!”, you interrupt him decisively. “You could’ve done that the night in the forest but back then, you didn’t give a damn.”

Theo observes you for a moment, inhales deeply and lowers his head for a second before he looks back up at you through his eyelashes with an awfully sad expression in his eyes. It probably would’ve gotten to you but you don’t know if you can buy it or if he’s just acting again.

“You’re right, although it’s not true that I didn’t give a damn. I was an idiot. But the things that happened to me down there…they changed me!”, he claims, only earning a snort from you. “No, really! I just…I need you to know that when we had that thing going on, I wasn’t using you. I wasn’t dishonest with you or something and you were not an idiot to develop feelings because it was the same for me. You were…are…amazing and I realized that, I was just too stupid to put you first.”

His words could’ve been like honey to your soul if they didn’t come so very late. The desperation he displays doesn’t change that you’re only turning even colder inside and not one bit softer. You don’t even think that he’s lying. You just don’t care.

“Fascinating, Theo. But I am not the kind of girl that comes rushing back to an asshole just because he noticed that he is one”, you clarify cooly. “You really aren’t that good.”

Just as you assumed, pride flickers in his eyes. He obviously hasn’t lost that little character trait. A second later, though, he’s back being his begging self. You are really hoping for some guest to interrupt this conversation but they’re all joyful, drunk and minding their own business. None of them pays attention to your discussion.

“Course you’re not. If you were, you would’ve seemed rather boring to me”, Theo now claims, seemingly not understanding what an awful compliment that is. “I’m not asking you to forgive me right here, I’m only asking you to give me a chance.”

“To do what?”, you laugh indignantly. “Get me back?”

“Yes”, he simply states.

You feel a stupid sting in your heart and turn your head so you don’t have to look into those brown eyes anymore. You wished so badly for him to say that about a year ago. You would’ve thrown yourself in his arms, kissed him, never let go of him. Now it only hurts and you’re so tired of him hurting you.

“Well, you can forget about that because I’m over you”, you finally say.

“Really?”, he retorts, not even trying to hide his scepticism. His mistake.

“Yes, really! I’m with someone else. A good guy this time because I learn from my stupidities.”

“Sorry, Y/N, but I don’t believe it.”

Smug. Confident. It drives you crazy and not in the good way. You shoot him a deathly look and you’re so fed up with him.

“Okay. See how taken I am for yourself”, you grumble and whirl around, throwing your hair over your shoulder demonstratively.

You haven’t really thought this through but there’s no way you won’t pull this. You won’t give him that joy. You let your eyes wander over the crowd, desperately searching for help. There you find him. Isaac. Leaning against the wall, holding a red cup in his hands and watching the crazy dancing people with an amused grin on his lips. He will understand. He will get it. And he’s definitely the best choice.

You walk over to him with as much confidence as you can muster. Your heart is pounding fast in nervous anticipation, which he’ll probably be able to hear. As you’re almost there, Isaac looks up, locking eyes with you as worry flashes up in his face.

“Y/N, is everything alri…”

“Please just go with it”, you whisper before you throw your arms around his neck, stand on your toes and press your lips onto his.

He is shocked for about one second, then he puts his arms around your waist, pulls you closer and returns the kiss affectionately. You forget that this is only pretend, only to show Theo how done you’re with him, in the blink of an eye. Suddenly you sink into it, blend out everything around you and the only important things left are you and Isaac and this amazing connection you’re feeling between the two of you. It’s like a spark deep inside of you turns into a flame and burns through your whole body. You press yourself against him, hungry for more of him and the sweet taste of his lips. You almost feel drunk although you know that alcohol doesn’t have any effect on you.

This isn’t like a shy, first kiss but one that is based on all the trust and familiarity you share. As you finally pull apart to catch your breaths, you are looking at each other, kind of surprised but also pleased. A huge smile appears on his lips and his blue eyes seem brighter than usually.

“Wanna go somewhere more quiet?”, he asks you cheekily and you feel your heart flutter at his suggestion.

“Absolutely”, you retort, taking his hand before he leads you through the crowd.

You totally forgot Theo and how this developed. It doesn’t matter anymore.

@frenchzodiacgirl  @soraxa101

‘I was deliriously tired last weekend and thought it was you making all that noise so I wrote you a rude note stating that you can’t get away with being noisy just because you’re super hot’ AU

Sirius dragged his body up the stairs, he wanted nothing more than to just drop his body on his bed and sleep for two centuries. He had had a full day of classes today and did two shifts at the shop-his and James(he had finally managed to get a date with Lily. Sirius had been there for the pining during all those years, he was glad that would finally be over.) Dropping his things on the couch, he crawled to his bed and closed his eyes, fully clothed. He was way too tired to even remove his clothes.

Sleep would have claimed him immediately if he had not heard the sound of someone dragging a couch. He scowled as much as he could with his face buried in his pillow but relaxed when he did not hear any more noise. Except two seconds later, he could hear feet stomping loudly, chairs being dragged and cupboards being slammed shut. It seemed to him that the noise came from the apartment next door. Apparently his hot neighbour thought it fine to make a ruckus in the middle of the night.

Dragging his body from the bed, Sirius grabbed some paper and a pen.

‘How dare you make so much noise in the middle of the night? There are poor souls like me who are suffering a lot from all that banging. Just because you are hot doesn’t mean I’ll forgive everything-maybe lots of things but not that. So you can just take your adorable face, curls and cute overbite and be silent. I’ll repeat myself, even if I want to snog your silly face, I will not tolerate noise.’

He knocked loudly on his neighbour’s door for a moment or two but when no-one answered, he sighed and just slipped the note under the door. It ought to get the message across anyway. All the noise had already stopped when he got back to his.


Sirius groaned as he heard someone violently knocking at his door like they wanted to crash it down. He let them continue and maybe, hopefully they would go. He was never lucky. If anything, they started banging their fists harder against the door.

Sirius wrenched the door open. “What the fuck do you…” He trailed as he noticed it was his next door neighbour-Remus- with an amused expression on his face. The tawny haired man quirked an eyebrow and it was only then that Sirius realised he looked probably disgusting with drool on his chin, his hair a bird’s nest and his clothes all rumpled.

“Erm maybe now is not a good time? I’ll go-”

“NO stay! I mean now is fine. Just give me a second I brush my teeth and I’ll be back.” Sirius was a bit frantic about the whole thing. It was not every day that his one-year long crush knocked on his door. He would not let him go that easily. “Just make yourself at home,” he said pointing towards the couch.

His face pinked when he noticed his things were still on it, but thankfully Remus seemed even more amused.


He came back minutes later, his mouth no longer feeling like a rat has died in it to find Remus laughing a bit at a note in his hand. And it was then that everything came back crashing to him. Last night. The note. Great! There was just him to be rude and declare his love in a note.

Joining the other man on the couch, Sirius prepared himself for the worst.

“So…long night?” Remus smirked, his eyes shining with mirth.

Sirius flushed immediately. “Oh I…I am sorry. I didn’t mean to-”

“-to tell me to be silent with my pretty face and curls?”

Sirius felt his face burning and wished the ground would open to swallow him immediately.

“So you don’t think that my face is pretty? Or my curls are?” Remus asked from way closer now. “It wasn’t me by the way. The noise I mean. I was sleeping with cotton balls in my ears, so not me.”

Remus touched his wrist and Sirius made a choked sound at the back of his throat.

“I was wondering whether you’d go on a date with me cause you know, I fancy you quite lot.” Remus said softly.

Sirius nodded because he did not trust himself to not embarrass himself in that moment. His neighbour only smiled and kissed him on the cheek, close to his mouth, lingering a bit. Sirius felt his skin tingling.

Remus rose from the couch. “I’ll be waiting for your text. My number is on the note,” he added at Sirius’ enquiring eyebrows.

Dear Sirius, it was not me making the noise. Though I would not be opposed to making some other kinds of noise with you, if you catch my drift. ;)

mutantgurls  asked:

I love how you made the paladins so protective and possession of lance 4 the polydins. Could u pls do something where lotor started 2 develop an attraction 2 lance and the team just go in proectction mode

the last one i wrote was kinda serious and cute, so I’m gonna try my hand at something silly and cute and short for this time around. this is more of a modern college au kind of thing. i dont know if you wanted it to be polydins or not, so im gonna just make it platonic.  :P

no one could blame Lance for what happened, and he was so glad he brought his friends with him. as if they were going to let him celebrate is birthday without them. he had decided to go to the bar that was right off campus to hold his ‘party’. in other words, to get as drunk as they can and probably go one some crazy drunken adventure in the middle of the night. the last time they had done this, Pidge had talked them into going into the next state and go pokemon hunting, which somehow led them to almost getting caught by a night guard in a cemetery. no one exactly how they got back home, but they got some great catches that night that n one really remembers.

anyways, they all went to their usual table and within an hour or two were well on their way to getting drunk off their asses, which is when lance left to go and get another round of beers for everyone. while he was waiting at the bar, some guy came up to him and was obviously a bit drunk himself.

“heeeeyy, the names Lotor. I’d love to know yours.” ok, so not a little drunk. very drunk. Lance could smell the alcohol off of his breathe, and that was sobering enough to know that he wanted nothing to do with this guy.

“my name is nonna ya business.” Lance said matter of fact, almost hiding the slur in his words. thankfully that was when the bar tender came back with Lance’s order, who quickly gathered his drinks and turned around to head back to his table. but before Lance could take a step, Lotor grabbed his arm so forcefully, that the guy started leaning on him, and not so quitely whispered in his ear “ oh, come on sweet thing, why don’t we leave and get to know each other a lil better. Ima sure you’ll like what you’ll find. i know i do.”

before the creep get in another word or move on Lance, the beautiful and deadly fist made itself known to Lotor’s face, knocking him into the bar and off of Lance. before he knows it, his whole group is surrounding him, Hunk and Pidge asking if he’s okay while Shiro, Keith and Allura ( who was the one that punched Lotor in the first place) made a make shift wall between Lance and Lotor.

that seem to have knocked enough sense into Lotor that he should take his losses and get out of there. it wasn’t until they were sure that Lotor had completely left that the three finally turned around and was asking if Lance was okay or if they needed to go and find the guy and really give him a piece of their mind.

“ no guys, I’m fine really. thanks for the save though, Allura. remind me to never get on your bad side.” lance jokes, hoping to calm down his friends enough so that they can go back to their drinking and forget about the creep.

“thank you, and you are correct. but are you sure that he didn’t try anything?”

“I’m sure. seriously, I’m okie dokie. pinkie promise.” lance tries to hold out his pinkie, but with the beers in his hand it turned into a weird hand movement that got everyone to relax to see that their friend was just fine. they all returned to their table and continued to drink and eat until they finally had to cal it quits after Keith got so drunk that he tried to do the  Karaoke  version of 500 miles, with Shiro  and Hunk singing back up. it might not have started out as the best party, but in the end everyone was enjoying themselves and Lance can chalk it up to one of the best birthdays yet.


and voila! i just couldn’t get the image of Allura punching the snot out of Lotor if he tried anything on Lance, and no one can take protective Allura away from me! i do hope you like it!

“You came back” preview. ArtRage Demo crashed on me so I lost EVERYTHING. Thankfully I took a screenshot before I lost it all, but I had a background and everything so I’m going to try and figure out a way to put a background. Will be posting the finished product soon! (hopefully) (And yes I know it’s not very good but I’m just practicing with colors and trying to get people drawn right :P) @leffie-draws-fanart here it is in color! 

havanadolan  asked:


Ethan drabble #2

It was official, you were going to kill Ethan.

He knew you hated parties and yet here you were, alone at the house of some big youtuber, your boyfriend nowhere to be found.

You stood in the corner of the living room where Ethan left you, promising he was going to be right back. Of course he probably got stopped by somebody and got lost in conversation, like he always does.

“You look like you could use a drink!” A voice that definitely wasn’t Ethan’s shouted over the music.

An average looking boy stood in front of you, two shot glasses in his hands, a smirk on his lips.

You shook your head, “No thanks, i’m waiting for my boyfriend!”

He looked like the type of boy who wouldn’t take no for an answer and you were right, he wasn’t having it. You were about to decline his offer for the fourth time when thankfully, Ethan came back.

“Problem here?” Ethan asked as he wrapped a protective around your waist.

The boy looked you up and down before shaking his head and walking off.

Ethan brought you into his chest, his grip tight, “Mine.”

You rolled your eyes as he spoke, but you secretly loved how possessive he got.

“Yeah, well don’t leave me next time.” You mumbled into his chest.


Hi. Can I request about gdragon when he smoke a lot around you but he doesn’t know that you have asthma. Then one day he smoke and you got asthma attack and he’s panic? Thank you 🎂

Requested by: anon.

Type: fluffy/angsty (kinda)

I don’t know a lot of things about asthma, so I tried to find what was happening during an asthma attack. 

I hope you’ll like it and I hope this is what you wanted.


Originally posted by yuijiyong

-GIF isn’t mine-

Jiyong and I have been dating for about a year and half. But during this year, we haven’t been able to spend a lot of time together. Mostly because of his busy schedule.

But now, everything was going back to “normal” which meant that we were able to spend a lot more time together. I was seriously in love, I loved everything about him. Well everything except for one thing, his smoking habit.

I never love the smell of it, but also because I have asthma. Whenever someone smokes next to me, I  got asthma attack. He doesn’t know about it because thankfully I never had one around him.

I was currently on my way to his place. He decided to take his day off and to spend it with me. I was the one who wanted to come over, I wanted him to rest.

“How are you?” he asks the second I step into his place. “Good, what about you?” I ask, greeting him with a kiss.

“Good! I’m happy we get to spend some time together” he says, kissing me back.

“You smoke inside your apartment?” I suddenly ask, frowning and sniffing.

“Hum, yeah sometimes” he answers, shrugging. “I was about to cook, are you hungry?” he asks, leaving for the kitchen.

“Oh yes please! I’m really really hungry” I chuckle, taking my shoes and coat off.

“We can watch couple of movies, TV or do something completely different” he smiles, starting to coo some rice.

“I don’t really know. I just want you to rest” I answer, petting his cat.

“Movies then?” he asks, looking at me with a smile and his eyebrows raised.

“Sure” I smile, still petting his cat. “You like kimbap right?” he asks. “Yeah I do. How can you not now this?” I giggle.

“I wanted to make sure you liked it! I don’t want you to eat something you don’t like” he answers, giggling.

“No excuse” I add, smiling.

“Do you mind giving me my cigarettes please?” he asks. “Hum yeah sure, where are they?” I ask, looking around the kitchen.

“Oh in my room I think. Do you want ramen?” he asks, cooking some ramen. “Yes please” I answer, leaving the kitchen.

“He should quit.. I really don’t know why people smoke. It’s dangerous and expensive” I say, talking to myself as I look for his cigarettes in his room.

“AH! Found them” I say, grabbing them. I was about to leave his room when I looked out of his window.

“Did you find them?” I hear someone ask behind me. “Yeah” I say, nodding. “It’s ready by the way” he quietly says, taking his cigarettes from my hand.

“I’m coming” I say, still looking at the view”. “Are you okay?” he giggles, standing next to me and looking at me.

“It’s beautiful” I slowly say, smiling. “It is! I like to watch the sunset” he says.

Few seconds later, I hear him light a cigarette.

“We could come here later toni-” he starts to say. “I’m hungry” I quickly say, rushing to the kitchen.

“It’s delicious! Thank you” I smile, eating a piece of gimbap.

“Thank you! See, I can cook” he smirks, wiggling his eyebrows. “You sure can” I smile.

“Come closer to me” he whines, taking my hand in his. “I’m good here” I quietly say, looking away from him.

I still could smell cigarette on him. I didn’t want to have an asthma attack, especially with him.

“You better be snuggling with me while we watch a movie” he pouts.

“By the way, which movie do you want to watch?” I ask, eating another piece of gimbap.

“You shouldn’t smoke you know” I whisper, looking at him. We were half way through the movie and it was his second cigarette.

“What?” he says, looking back at me. “Why are you telling me this right now?” he asks, taking his cigarette out of his mouth.

“I don’t know.. I’ve been thinking about it since I stepped into your place” I quietly say.

“It’s okay, don’t worry about it” he whispers, stroking my cheek.

“Don’t worry??? How can I not worry?! You’re slowly killing yourself” I say, frowning.

“Ugh come on! I know what I’m doing. I’m not a baby” he shrugs, looking back at the TV.

“Whatever” I whisper, moving away from him. “Are you serious right now??” he says, staring at me.

“What?” I answer, not moving my eyes away from the TV.

“You’re seriously moving away from me because I don’t want to talk about it??” he asks, still smoking.  

“I don’t know what you’re talking about” I say, raising my eyebrows at him.

“Alright!” he quietly says.

“What are yo-” I immediately stop.

He was staring at me while smoking. As if he was provoking me.

“We’re at my place. If I want to smoke, it’s not a problem” he says, smirking at me.

“Please don’t” I whisper, trying to move away from him.

“Why? This is my choice. I want to smoke and you have nothing to say about it” he looks at me, raising his eyebrow.

“Can you please move away from me?” I ask, standing up and moving as far away as I could.

“Why? I like the smell of it. You know, if we’re dating you have to get use to it” he smiles, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Please stop” I raise my voice, trying to remember how to breathe. I could feel it, the asthma attack was inevitable.

“Oh come on! It won’t kill you” he chuckles. “Don’t be silly, come sit down next to me please” he seriously says.

I started to leave. I needed to use my inhalator which was in my bag.

“Are you leaving?” he asks, pressing pause and following me.

“I just need my bag and stay away from me” I say, trying to reach my bag.

“I’m sorry okay! But you can’t ask me to stop like that” he says, taking my wrist.

“Please, let go of me” I tear up, looking at my bag.

“Jagi.. I’m sorry, please don’t cry” he whispers, hugging me.

“Oppa, go- go away pleas- please” I weakly say, breathing in and out. I could feel it coming and I knew it was too late.

“Don’t cry, I’m sorry” he says, kissing the top of my head.

“Jagi?” he asks a few seconds later. “I can- can’t br- breathe” I cry, panicking.

“What? This isn’t funny” he sighs. “My inhalator is- my ba- bag” I try to say, sitting down on the floor.

“Come on Jagi, I told you I was sorry” he rolls his eyes.

I couldn’t talk anymore. My throat was too tight and I needed to breathe as I calmly as possible.

“Jagi? Jagi?!” he says, kneeling down in front of me.

I was crying. I felt like it was too late and nothing could possible make me feel better.

“Jagi! Answer me” he says, holding my shoulders. “Why are you lips blue? Are you cold??” he asks, frowning.

I was trying to show him that I needed my inhalator.

“What? Please stop messing with me! This isn’t funny!!” he frowns.

“What’s happening here?” we hear someone ask.

“I don’t know. She has been doing this for the past five minutes” Jiyong explains to his sister. I saw how she looked at me, she knew what was happening.

“Jiyong!!!!! She’s having an asthma attack! Where’s her inhalator???” Dami quickly says, looking around.

I tried to point at my bag, which was with my coat.

“Her bag, go get her bag” she says to Jiyong, kneeling down in front of me.

“Hey it’s okay, breathe in and out. In and out” she whispers, trying to calm me.

“How does it work???” Jiyong comes back with my inhalator. His hands were shaking.

“Give it to me” Dami says, taking it from his hands. “Breathe in, in three okay??” she asks, placing my inhalator in between my lips.

“1, 2 and 3″ she says.

“Hey you’re awake” I hear someone quietly say. 

“How do you feel?” I see Dami ask, giving me a glass of water.

“Better. Thank you so much” I whisper, sipping a little bit a water.

“Don’t worry about it. One of my friend has asthma, I know how scary it is” she smiles, stroking my back.

“Where’s Jiyong?” I suddenly ask, looking around the room.

“In his room I think. I let you sleep in my room because it doesn’t smell cigarette here” she quietly explains.

“Can you ask him to come over please?” I ask, looking at her. She nodded and left.

After I finished my water, I set the glass on her bedside table and lied down on her bed. Few minutes later, Jiyong was in his sister’s room. He was standing right next to the bed.

“Hey” I smile, taking his hand in mine.

“I’m sorry” he quietly says, taking his hand away. “It’s okay. Please don’t blame yourself” I say, sitting up and patting the space next to me for him to sit down.

“How can I not blame myself? I almost killed you” he whispers, bursting into tears.

“Oppa~” I whisper, moving closer to him and stroking his back.

“You didn’t. I should’ve tell you about my asthma problem” I whisper, kissing his shoulder.

“That doesn’t change anything. You could’ve die and I thought you were messing with me. You don’t know how bad I feel, I’m such a bad boyfriend” he says, crying.

“But you didn’t know! It’s my fault not yours. I’m alive, so please don’t blame yourself. Thankfully your sister came back home at the right moment” I slowly explain, stroking his back.

“I’ll stop” he suddenly says. “What?” I frown. “I won’t smoke anymore” he says, looking up at me.

“I don’t ask you to do that you know. Even though it’s bad for you, you’re the only one who can decide whether you stop or not” I quietly say.

“But I have to! I’m planning on staying with you for quite a while. I don’t want to see you having another attack because of me” he explains, hugging me and setting his face in the crook of my neck.

“Quite a while?” I chuckle. “You know what I mean” he says, leaving little kisses on my neck.

“I’m so sorry. You have no idea” he whispers. “Please stop crying. It’s not your fault. I should’ve tell you about it. It’s okay” I whisper.

“I love you so much. So so so so so much” he adds, pulling away to kiss me on the lips.

“I love you too. So so so so so much” I whisper, kissing him back.

I hope you liked it. Feel free to send me feedback about it, I would love to know what you thought about it!😊

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Pompeii 31


Sakura noticed the Hyuga coming out of the shadows between trees first, but the Uchiha were behind her and Karin and Ino were instantly on guard while Hinata simply bristled at their arrival and drew herself closer to Sakura.

“Sakura!” Shisui exclaimed, touching down like an acrobat from the branches.

There was a split second when his shoes weren’t shoes, and his hands weren’t hands, but feathers and talons. He reached for her and held his hand back before it could extend close enough to penetrate her personal bubble.

Half a heartbeat later Itachi was beside Shisui, red eyes spinning and oddly fixated on the bloom of sick colors around her wrist. One second he was shadow, the next he had pulled himself out of it and taken physical form.

“What happened?” Itachi asked curtly.

“That’s not a concern we are unable to deal with ourselves, Uchiha,” Neji interrupted, coming up to stand along Sakura and Hinata. He shared a look with his cousin over Sakura’s head that was part blaming part questioning.

“As if,” Shisui sneered.

“We will not be dismissed so casually,” Itachi added, bristling.

Around his head the silken strands of hair seemed to electrify as his red eyes glowed brighter. In response Neji’s pearl colored orbs took on a new level of shine and the veins around his eyes started to stand out.  Several other Hyuga came up behind Neji and while Itachi and Shisui were not outnumbered, they did not back down.

“Is this why nothing gets done or solved around here?” Sakura asked, eyes narrowed as she cradled her throbbing wrist to her chest.

Shisui looked hurt first, but her words had an impact on each posturing male. The aggression drained. Both Neji and Itachi seemed to pull back and shift their attention from each other to her and the girls.

“You’re hurt,” Neji stated, trying to still sound matter of fact and not embarrassed about having to be told to stow his ego with a look. “We can get you ice for that. Come inside.”

“We’re going back to the clinic, I don’t need ice, I need to set it,” Sakura said, trying to keep her voice level. Neji couldn’t tell if it was the pain or emotions that made her words almost wobble.

“We still need to know what happened,” Shisui said, voice soft and apologetic.  

“Then add yourselves to the list, because I’d like to be the first one to get the memo on what sort of freaky business I keep running into,” Sakura snapped, turning to glare at the Uchiha. “This has happened before, and the Senju said they would be looking into it. Was that a lie? A cover up, or do none of you really know?”

Behind Ino looked down and away, ears burning. Hesitantly she reached out and grabbed a piece of Sakura’s shirt, something to keep them connected.

“The Senju are pursuing leads on Orochimaru.” Itachi glanced upwards at the tree behind her and the parts of it that were still bleeding gold. “He has been known to dabble in the manipulation of their tree craft for his own perversions.”

He didn’t say it, but Sakura knew he was talking about Yamato.

“This was Orochimaru? You and the Senju know that for sure?” Sakura asked, voice turning sharper and sharper with every passing minute the pain in her wrist grew.

Shock would only keep her pain free for a precious little longer before she would have to feel the full force of the break. She had less and less patience for their political bullshit and placating.  

Itachi didn’t meet her eyes when he answered. “We would have to confirm that with the Senju, but logically speaking… it stands to reason that this is his doing.”

Karin made a dismissing sound with her teeth and even Ino huffed a little louder in disbelief, neither buying Itachi’s story for what it was; a story. There was no proof and very little evidence to link the trees to the snake monster. But in addition to that, at least Karin’s gut told her that this was something else, something older. Sakura believed that more than she believed Itachi’s words.

“Then what is he doing targeting me? Why now? Why only in the forest? What the hell are his motives?”  Sakura felt herself shake with anger. “Why hasn’t anything been done?”

She didn’t say anything else about how angry she was that she wasn’t being included in the investigation or updated with the progress. They told her they would take care of it, pat her on the head, and then went out on their own in separate groups that didn’t work together. She wanted to be kept updated and informed about the thing that had nearly taken her life on more than one occasion, but didn’t feel like she was worth it by the way she was treated. They might like her enough, but they sure as hell didn’t see her as someone important enough to share information with. She wasn’t worth that.


“The Senju are working on it and have made significant progress with the leads available to them.”

“What have you done about it?” Sakura snapped, voice sharp, eyes sharper. Shisui almost flinched. “This is a problem for everyone I thought? I thought Orochimaru was that bad a guy. Why is it only the Senju working on it? And you don’t really mean the Senju, you mean Yamato, because he’s the only one doing anything aside from postering on the stage.”

The air turned stale and Sakura suddenly felt dangerous in front of the monster men of Pompeii. She felt inflated with her own sort of magic. She knew the dirty secrets hidden upon the undersides of their town and she wasn’t scared to bare them in the light. She wasn’t afraid of words when she was covered in gold ichor and blooming bruises. Her bone was broken, these secrets wouldn’t stay in the dark any longer if it meant she had to pay any more for them.

She felt dangerous.

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Fanfic: Sooner Or Later I’ll Find My Place 1/6

There is a lot of great グライグ art on Pixiv of Ignis playing with Gladio’s hair. Somehow that ended in…this? There’s going to be some fluff and some smut and nothing too angsty because that’s just how I roll.

Final Fantasy XV
Gladnis | Gladiolus Amicitia x Ignis Scientia
SFW -> they’re literally 6/7 in this chapter. Rating will go up later.
Word Count: 2,605

Five times Ignis played with Gladio’s hair, and one time Gladio returned the favour.

1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | +1 

Chapter One:
“Are you sure you weren’t like that kid, Iggy?”
“Very, positively sure.”
(post-Mind the Trap dialogue)

Ignis had always been a curious child.

His mother called it one of his greatest strengths, but she always made sure to remind him that it could be a weakness as well. He wouldn’t be able to speak without thinking in front of King Regis, she tended to say, and he wouldn’t be allowed to pester the royal family with questions.

It was important that he never stop learning, but he needed to remember that there was a time and place for everything.

She never scolded him for asking things of her, though, and so Ignis often found himself quizzing her about Insomnia and its royalty. His father had served the Lucis Caelum family until an illness had taken him, long enough ago that Ignis only remembered him through his mother’s pictures and stories.

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