kinda i barely did anything but


So after many hours of work, I made some BATIM screenshot edits to use for whatever! Backgrounds, headers, knock yourself out.

Crediting is loved, but not necessary. Just don’t TAKE credit for them, and we’re good.

They have captions


(and right click, open in new page to see it BIG)


• you’ll know that you’re loved
• because he’s so precious and affectionate
• but kinda weird
• but it’s a cute weird and it rubs off on you
• so the members adore y'all otl
• his hands are so soft
• and so you love holding them
• he kisses your cheeks a lot
• and your forehead
• he shows you lots of love
• you get stuffed animals more than anything
• matching jewelry
• honestly you barely sit in his lap
• but you do cuddle and hug a lot
• his hugs are the warmest
• he stares at you alot and he usually doesn’t realize how hard he’s blushing
• “you’re so cute y/n, what did i do to deserve someone like you? seriously, you keep me going i love you”
• he can go on for hours tbh
• you usually don’t reply with words
• you just kiss him
• falling asleep together in di dorms
• you wake him up by kissing him or sometimes tickling him it just depends
• his laugh is everything to you
• you try not to stress him too much
• you really care about him
• he loves the meals that you cook for him
• even if it’s just ramen and rice
• he appreciates all of your efforts
• “i have the best girlfriend ever”
• “and i have the best boyfriend ever”
• he once pranked you by proposing with a ring pop smh
• baby kink
• neck kiss kink
• touching your curves kink
• y'all don’t wrestle in bed that much but when it happens, iz magicul
• yup
• playful couple
• always happy
• picnics by the river
• and by the park
• children at heart
• you call him
• “win win win win win win win”
• ^ when you want something
• “y/n y/n y/n y/n y/n y/n y/n”
• ^ when he’s not gonna actually answer you, you ain’t getting squat
• he does cute stuff like tie your shoes for you
• but he can also be an asshole and untie them + run away
• teaching him about your culture while you teach him about yours
• exploring the city together
• doing fun stuff together ofc
• he cute, you cute
• all you/he know(s) is love
• you stare at him too btw
• don’t hang around other people’s cause he gets jealous
• that is all.

Montgomery x Reader Imagine (Part 2/?)

NOTE: Thanks for the good feed back, guys! So here comes part 2, unfortunately I’m stupid and in the middle of writing I realised I wrote this one in first person. Anyway, tell me which person do you prefer (I can try the third next time lol). This one is bit longer than the previous one, I hope you’ll like it xx

I spent most of the Saturday with Sheri so I didn’t have much time to think about the hot tub thing, but Sunday… Most of the day I sat at my room, reading book, even though better word would be holding. I stared at one page for an hour and haven’t read a single word.
Was I too hard on him? I mean, I joked around and made innuendos with all the jocks all the time, including Monty, but leaving him like that in the hot tub is something on a whole new level.
Whatever, he started it and he deserved it. But memories of his lips and if his hands on my body still gave me chills.
Fuck you, Montgomery, I whispered.

Next day at school wasn’t anything special until I came to the chemistry lesson, a little bit late.
“Please, take a sit, Ms. Y/L.N”, teacher barely even looked at me.
I looked around the classroom and spotted last empty chair. Next to Montgomery.  
“You gotta be kidding me”, I mumbled under my breath.
“Hey, you”, I sat on my chair.
“Hey”, he kinda acted normal, kinda stared at me.
“How was the rest of the party, huh? You smoked some weed, play some video games?”, why am I like this, why did I even started this topic.
“I had to jack off in the hot tub. Because of you”, he whispered through his clenched teeth.
“Ew, does Bryce know about it?”, I prayed for him to shut up, afraid that someone would hear something and honestly, I couldn’t imagine anything some embarassing than people finding out that two of us made out.
“You will regret it.”
“Yeah, right”, I snorted.
His hand went behind me and his fingers started running along my spine. I tensed up trying not to show that it had an effect on me.
“Okay class”, teacher finally started lesson, “most of this semester, you’ll work in pairs, so look at your neighbour and say Hi to your new partner”.
I slowly turned my head to look at Montgomery, now disgusted even more then when he mentioned jacking off in the hot tub.
“What did you get in chemistry last semester?”, I asked.
“What do I need to play in the team?”
“C average or above”, everyone in sports teams said it like a mantra, it was literally the only condition, that has to be fulfilled to be in the team. “So it was C?”, I guessed.
“Well, yeah, what did you get?”
“A”, I sighed knowing all the work would be on me this semester.

Next day I was in cafeteria, waiting in the line to get my food, wearing my cheerleader suit.
“You’re looking good, you know?”, I heard annoying voice behind me.
“Why don’t you just get ‘lookin’ good’ tattoed on your face?”, I answered bored. “Besides, you have seen me in cheerleader suit a thousand times.”
“Yeah, but last Friday I took a good look at you in bathing suit…”
“No way”, I interrupted him with sarcastic tone.
“… And now I know what’s under it”, he continued.
“What has gotten into you today?”, I asked, little bit shocked with his dirty talk.
“I told you, you will regret”, he whispered.
“So you gonna sexually harrass me for the rest of my life?”, I turned around to look at him and saw Clay Jensen coming up.
“Hey, Jensen”, I said bit louder so he could hear.
He waved at me and smiled.
“Did you talk to Jeff?”, I asked. “US history and English will be kicking his ass once again.”
“Yeah, I spoke to him and yeah I will tutor him”, he said as he walked by.
“Thank you”, I gave him a high five. “You’re da best.”
“Thanks, Y/N”.
“Real MVP!”, you shouted and he laugh.
I finally got my food, grabbed the tray and went to the table not waiting for Monty. I barely sat went Jessica came over with a smile on her face.
“Okay, bitches, party at my place, Friday, 7pm”, she said, punched my arm and went.
“Seriously, you have to stop doing it! Where are you going?”, I shouted.
“To spread the news!”

Friday came up and I really didn’t feel like coming. Again.
“You always complain, but still come go the party and have a great time”, Jess said when we were walking home from school. “So stop making up excuses, or I swear I’ll slap you.”
“You can’t fight with an argument like this, I guess”, I sighed.
My parents didn’t have anything against the party, they didn’t put much interest in me as long as my grades were good and I was in cheerleaders team.

I showed up at Jessica’s at 7, and was one of the firsts, because 7 really mean 9, but it was okay. My plan was to get buzzed (and I really wanted to get drunk that night) before party starts for good and to avoid Montgomery. Good thing was that after Tuesday talk in cafeteria he kinda stopped annoying me.
By 10 pm I was properly drunk, so when Justin asked if I want to play spin the bottle with him and few other people of course I was like “Duh, fuck yeah”. I sat the floor between Sheri and Zach.
“Hey, Monty, you play?”, Zach asked and moved slightly making place for Montgomery to sit between us.
It didn’t really bothered me, because last three days he had been acting normal, so I thought he finally accepted the fact he got played.
After few spins bottle pointed at me, I leaned towards Troy and gave him a quick kiss. I spinned the bottle and it pointed Monty. With poker I turned to him and kissed him as quickly as I did with Troy. He spinned and it pointed on me again.
“Seriously?!”, I sighed.
He quickly wrapped his arm around my neck, turned us, so people couldn’t really see our faces and kissed me stucking his tongue in my mouth. It lasted way too long than typical kiss in the game.
“At least first bring her a drink, Montgomery”, Justin said and threw chips in our direction.
“Easy, hot head”, I mumbled as I moved away without looking at his face.
Few minutes later game was over, mostly because Jessica and Justin turned it into make out session. I got up and went to the kitchen, to make myself another drink and grab something to eat.
One minute later I felt someone smacked my ass.
“Did you just…”, I didn’t even have to look to know who it was. “You’re fucking disgusting, you know that?”
“Maybe, but somehow I think you you’re into it and you like what is going on between us”, he took a sip of my drink without asking.
“Oh my God, you’re also fucking ridiculous”, I said with my eyes wide open. “I’m too sober for that shit”, I drank whole drink at once.
“You swallow fast”, he said with cocky smirk on his face.
“One more word and I’ll throw up at you, I swear”.
“Yo, Y/N”, I heard Jeff calling my name.  “Wanna go for a beer run with me?”
“With pleasure”, I answered and run to him without even looking and Monty.
In the car Jeff told me how he helped Clay and Hannah with their twisted situation, clearly proud of himself that for once he turned out to be smarter than Clay.
“You’re good guy, Atkins”, I smiled at him. “All you want is to play baseball, have a good grades and help Clay with Hannah and that’s beautiful.”
“Oh, come on, I’m gonna blush”, he laughed.
“No seriously, I will tell every girl that you’re the most pure, sweetest cinnamon roll and that you’re different than others and don’t care about scoring".
Weird grin showed up on his face.
“You already scored today, didn’t you?”, I punched him in the arm. “I take my words back, you’re awful”, I laughed. “How does it happen that everyone make out with everyone, except me?“
“You know…”, Jeff moved in the seat. “It’s probably cause you always seem so… tied… And stressed”
“Excuse me?”, I turned on the seat.
“Well, you know, compared to other cheerleaders… Look, they don’t give a shit about anything, they don’t give a shit about school, about grades, they don’t give a shit even about cheerleading. And you care about everything and that’s why you seem more stressed than them”, he tried to explain. “Take a chill pill, make out with someone, have some fun”, he punched my arm.
(Un)fortunately his words and the drink I drank and once before leaving for beer run, both hit me at the same time. Super drunk me decided to make out with somebody. Anybody. We came back, I left the car and started walking towards Jessica’s home, having big troubles with walking in straight line.  
“Y/N, for fuck’s sake, just be careful”, Jeff shouted for me.
“Yeah, yeah”, I mumbled getting into the house.
I looked around and spotted Montgomery sitting on the couch, doing something of his phone. I went there, sat next to him and put my hand on his thigh.
“It’s a party, Monty, put this phone away and have some fun”, I said.
“Huh, look who’s gotten friendly”, he looked at me suspiciously.
“I know, I’ve been a bitch but I went for that beer run with Jeff, you know, and I realized some things”.
“Really, what things, for example?”, he put his arm around me.
I didn’t answer him, I stared at his face instead, giggling.
“God, you’re handsome”, I said glancing at his lips.
“Okay, here’s what we gonna do”, he leaned towards me and whispered into my ear, “I’m gonna go upstairs, to Jessica’s room, and you’ll join me in few minutes”, his lips were touching my ear.
I nodded my head, Monty quickly kissed me on the neck and basically run upstairs.
“I’m gonna get laid”, I mumbled to myself. “I think I’m gonna get laid.”
“Hey Y/N”, Jessica jumped on the couch.
“Where have you been, I was looking for you.”
“I was on a beer run with Jeff.”
“Goood, I was afraid we run out of alcohol, but then Jeff came in like a Superman with sixpacks”, she giggled.
“I think I need some water”, I smiled at her and left to the kitchen, I need to get rid of her.
I poured myself a water, drank it and run upstairs. When I opened door to Jessica’s room, it was dark inside. I closed and locked the door.
“Montgomery?”, I whispered.
I heard steps behind me, second later Monty pushed me to the wall, grabbed my wrists put them above my head. His hands went down the sides of my body, until he grabbed my thighs and pulled me up, so I could wrap my legs around his waist.
He laid me on the bed his lips went from my down neck to collarbones and started sucking it just like a week ago.
“Monty”, I punched his arm.
He pulled up, stroked cheek, and said, “Today I make the rules”, shiver went down my spine.
“Fuck”, I mumbled.
His hand went from my thigh to my breast and squizzed it. The other one pulled dress up, he started kissing my stomach, getting lower and lower, sucked my belly button, probably causing huge hickey around it, but I really fucking didn’t care. His head went up and he kissed my lips again. I felt his fingers sliding into panties which only turned me on more.
I started unbottoning his shirt but he grabbed both of my wrists with spare hand.
“Keep your hands yourself”, he whispered and slided his fingers into me.
I scratched his back.
“You like that?”, he asked as he curled his fingers and pumped them again and again.
“Fuck, Montgomery, I want you, just fuck me already”, I moaned.
“Does it turn you on?”, another pump.
I nodded my head and bit my lip trying to not make any noices. It was dark, my eyes were closed, butcould sense fucking cocky smirk on his face. He slided out of me and sat bed.
“Monty, why did you stop?”, I also sat on bed and switched the light on.
He bottoned up two bottons I had undo and fixed his hair.
“What the fuck are you doing?”, I asked.
He stood up, leaned towards me and looking me in the eyes said, “Guess you can’t play the player, huh?”
“Are you kidding me?”, I shouted.
“It was fun, see you on Monday”, he unlocked the door, smiled at me and left the room.
I sat there speechless for a few good minutes.
“What the fuck did just happen?”, I asked myself out loud.
I fixed my hair, took a deep breath and decided to go back to the party.
“Fucking bastard”, I mumbled.
I went down and sat on the couch next to Jess.
“Why don’t you have any drink?”, she asked.
“I’m good, thanks”.
“You know, to be honest, you look a little fucked, break will be good for you”, she said, even though she was the one who was barely able to speak. “ Where the fuck is Justin?”, she looked around.
“He’s playing beer pong with Montgomery”, Alex Standall sat on a chair in front of us.
“Cool, thanks Alex”, Jessica got up. “You’re not coming?”, she asked me.
“No thanks, I’m good, just gonna sit for a while”, I answered but she was gone before I even stopped talking. “How’s the party, Alex?”
“I love her”, he mumbled, looking after Jess.
“Oh God”, I rolled my eyes. “You two dated for like two months, year ago, seriously man, get over it”.
“It’s love. It’s not logic”, he sighed.
“Alex, I’m not saying this because I’m a bitch or because I root for Jessica and Justin. I’m saying this because you’re good and you deserve to be happy, okay? Move. On.”
Said me. Person who couldn’t get over the fact that she got played by a player because she tried to get him played. Hypocrisy at it’s finest.
I walked around the house, looking for Jeff, who was supposed to drive me home. Instead I bumped on Sheri. I pretended to listen to her while I was discretly watching Montgomery talking to some girl, wrapping his disgusting arm around her.
“…are you even listening to me?”, she shaked my arm.
“Umm, yeah, I was just… Looking at driveway, but I can’t spot Jeff’s car”, I lied quickly, in the meantime Monty got back inside.
“He went for another beer run”.
“Okay, I gotta go”, I smiled at her and went to the house.
I saw de la Cruz shouting something to Justin as he was walking upstairs and then got into bathroom.
I got you, you little fucker, I thought, went upstairs and stood next to door as if I was waiting in the line.
“Are you waiting to get to the bathroom?”, Troy, the baseball player, patted my shoulder.
“Yeah, yeah, I am”, I had to get rid of him, “Umm, you know… I feel a little bit sick, so it may take a moment…”
“Are you gonna throw up?”
“Maybe… As I said, it may take a moment. But you can use bathroom downstairs, it’ll probably be faster.”
“Good idea, you’re smart”, he pointed at me. “Take care, Y/N”
“Bye, Troy”, I chuckled watching him, when he was trying not to kill himself on the stairs.
And I heard door getting unlocked. Montgomery opened them and then I pushed him back inside and locked the doors again.
“We are finishing it now”, I said, grabbed his neck and kissed him.


After years of musing with the idea, I finally decided to try and make an MV! It’s my first time doing anything of the sort (and I barely gave myself enough time), but overall it was a fun experience!

Understandably, it’s not as awesome as some of the others out there already, but I too wanted to tell a story in my own way.

(more talking under the cut)

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His name’s Ari

Netflix & Chill

Josh Dun/Reader *SMUT*


My finger was hovering over the “select” button on my remote. Should I really play the next episode? I’d watched half a season of this show just today. I had almost made up my mind, when suddenly my phone went off. Shining up at me was a picture of the world’s most perfect boyfriend. Joshua Dun. He was on tour, and the simple chance to hear his voice was all I needed. “Hello?” I asked, slightly confused. While it was only about eleven here, it was like four in the morning where they were supposed to be touring.
“Hey! I sent you a surprise, and according to my phone it arrived today. Did you ever get it?”
“Not really. I’ve barely been out of the apartment today. I’ll check in the morning though, I’m kinda tired.”
“It’s an awesome surprise for my three months of being gone. Also, what if someone steals it while it’s sitting in the mail room?” he argues.
“Fine,” I said with an over-exaggerated sigh. I unwrapped myself from my cocoon of covers and went to the front door. I flung open the door and found… Josh holding a pizza box. Pizza was better than any flowers.
I didn’t even say anything as I launched myself into his arms. I wrapped my legs around his waist. One of his hands went to my butt, gripping it gently while the other hand held the pizza. I placed a rough kiss to his lips before showering the rest of his face.
“I thought you weren’t going to be home for another two weeks!” I grinned up at him. Then, I buried my face into his neck, inhaling his scent. His scent was perhaps one of the best ever.
“Something came up. We came back early. Can I come in?”
“Wait. Tyler came back too?” I had no problem with Tyler, but I figured he might have an issue with us. Tyler was my brother, and back in high school, I had been going out with one of his close friends. Needless to say, Tyler found out and it didn’t end well.
“He was tired and decided to head straight home. I’ll ask again, can I come in?”
“Of course,” I told him, trying to get down so I could let him in, but Josh only held me tighter.
“Nope,” Josh smiled, gripping my butt even tighter as he walked inside. He scanned the studio apartment, before heading to my bed. He set the pizza on the coffee table then gently sat down, leaving me wrapped around his waist. “So, Netflix, huh?” he asked me. “What’ve you been watching?”
“Just a show. Wanna watch with me?” I asked him, a grin slipping across my face.
“Sure,” he said, smiling back as he scooted over so I could sit next to him so we’d both see the television. He made up my mind about my previous dilemma, selecting the next episode.
Not even three minutes in, I felt Josh’s hand on my thigh, slowly moving in as he rubbed soft circles, getting closer and closer to the inside of my thighs. Thank god for booty pajama shorts.
“You’re supposed to be watching the show,” I teased him, giving him a very serious look.
“But I see something better,” he smirks at me. With a quick shift of his weight, suddenly, he is leaning over me, leaving me trapped under his arms.
“You did not just say that,” I laugh at his comment.
“It’s been three months since I’ve seen you. Cut me a little slack.”
“Done,” I smile, reaching up to kiss him. Once I had him focused on my lips, I used that moment to roll back over, pinning his hips with my thighs. I smirked down at him, leaning down to meet my lips with his. I felt his tongue play with my lips, begging for entrance while his fingers started to make their way up the edge of my shirt. I granted him entrance to my mouth, and he entered, fighting for dominance. Eventually, I relented.
He easily lifted my tank top over my head flinging it across the room.
“That’s not fair,” I joked, trying to tug off his shirt. Josh helped me, yanking it off and tossing it to join mine. He reached behind me, undoing my bra with ease. “I see you haven’t lost your touch,” I joke. Josh never seemed to have trouble undoing the clasps on my back. He begins to massage and suck my breasts, giving them each the attention they deserve.
This time, he rolls me back onto my back before meeting our lips together in a rough dance. He yanked down my shorts and panties in one swift movement, leaving my to undo his belt and jeans. After a few seconds of fumbling, we’re both left in our underwear, but even that doesn’t last long. I moved my hand towards Josh’s member, but he pushed my hands back up. “No,” he said simply. Josh moves his hand to my core, moving his thumb in circles over my clit as he moves a finger inside of me.
“Fuck,” I moaned. The tension was building inside me, bringing me closer. Josh continued to insert more fingers, building to the climax. He was hitting me in just the right spot, over and over, and I began to reach my climax.
“Fuck. Josh,” I screamed, not caring if any of my neighbors heard us. And then I came undone. This was the best I’d ever felt, I swear to God. Josh slowly pulled away as I finished. “That was amazing,” I told him, a large smile spread across his face. “Now it’s your turn,” a devilish grin spread across my face. I grabbed his arms, rolling and twisting so my thighs were straddled across his hips. I position myself over his solid member, slowly moving. Josh’s hands reached up, harshly grabbing my breasts. I moved myself over his cock.
“Oh, shit,” Josh moaned.
“I know. Josh, I think I’m gonna-” but I was cut off as I felt myself become undone, Josh following shortly after. Once we had both come down from our highs, I rolled off Josh and he pulled me over into his side.
“Damn,” Josh sighed.
“I know,” I laughed, curling closer into him.
“I missed you,” he whispered, leaning in to kiss my lips.
“I missed you too. Do you still have that pizza?” I asked, nodding to the box he had set down earlier.
He leaned forward, grabbing the box. “Sex then pizza. God, I love you.”
“Not as much as I love you,” I smiled, kissing his lips as he handed me the pizza box.


“WHAT THE HECK?!” I heard someone scream. I quickly sat up, pulling myself from the warm embrace of Josh’s arms and pulling the blankets with me. I looked at the foot of the bed to see… Tyler.
I felt Josh stir beside me, then I heard a mumbling voice say, “Shit.”
“What is going on? I tried calling you, (Y/N), but you’re too busy screwing my best friend. And you!” Tyler pointed an accusing finger at Josh, saying, “I trusted you with my little sister, and you can’t control your dick for five minutes to realize that I’m going to kill you!”
I handed Josh my duvet before jumping off the bed, pulling my flat sheet around me and tucking in the corners so it hopefully wouldn’t fall. “Tyler, it’s not like that,” I pleaded with my brother before I tossed Josh his boxers that were lying on the ground.
“Then what is it like?” Tyler yelled at me.
“We’ve been dating for a while,” Josh started from behind me. He stood behind me, gently pulling me into his side.
“How long?” Tyler demanded. He looked perhaps the angriest I’d ever seen him.
“Like over a year,” I whispered, leaning back into Josh.
“You lied to me for over a year?” Tyler was astounded as he began to pace the floor.
“Withholding isn’t lying,” I tried.
“Yeah, well it isn’t being honest either,” he turned to me.
“I’m sorry,” Josh started, “It just happened one night, and when she told me about that one guy in high school I-I didn’t want to lose you as a friend, and then I realized how much I cared about her, and I knew I loved her too much to lose her.” I smiled up at Josh, hugging him closely to him.
“I. I didn’t know you felt like that,” Tyler stopped pacing and stared at us
“She’s the best thing that’s happened to me,” Josh told Tyler, all while staring into my eyes. I carefully raised onto my tiptoes, leaning in to give Josh a gentle kiss.
“Well, um,” Tyler seemed to have just realized we were standing in front of him mostly naked as he began to advert his eyes, “I came to check in on my sister when she didn’t answer her phone. I wanted to take her to breakfast.”
“Oh! I forgot to put it on the charger after you called!” I told Josh.
“Well, I’ll be waiting outside if you guys wanna go to breakfast with me,” Tyler made a hasty exit for the front door of my apartment. Once he had left, it was like a floodgate had released as me and Josh burst out in laughter. Josh gripped me closely, kissing my forehead.
“Let’s get ready for breakfast.”

Number 513 pt. 2 - Spider-Man

Word count: 1639

summery:  You want to get away from your life, and joining the avengers might be the only way. You try to prove yourself to Tony Stark, before a young superhero starts to take up your attention

Part 1  Part 3

A/N: Part 1 got a much bigger reaction that I thought it would, so I made a part 2! And just like last time, I had nothing planned for this, so please let me know what you think! And also let me know if you want a part 3 (and maybe even let me know what you want to happen in it!)!

“Peter! There you are! We just talked about how y/n should start in school, and we thought it would be good for her to have a familiar face around” Tony said, as Peter walked into the room. You didn’t understand why you needed to go to school, but you didn’t mind the thought about being around Peter all day.

“Mr. Stark… Are you sure that’s a good idea? I mean.. She’s not exactly used to being around people. A lot of things could go wrong” He shyly looked at you, not sure if you found it offending. He didn’t want to offend you, but he didn’t want to see you get upset at school either.

“That’s exactly why she should go. She’ll learn. Right now, she almost acts like a robot, just waiting to get an order. It’ll be good for her. And you can teach her what she needs to know” Tony explained, and just a Peter was about to say something, he continued. “It’s settled than! She’ll start tomorrow!” And with those words, Tony Stark left the room.

“You do not want me to go?” You asked Peter. You knew his opinion shouldn’t matter to you, but you still had a strange feeling about him not wanting you there. You didn’t like the feeling.

“I just don’t think you’re ready. There’s some pretty bad people at my school. They won’t go easy on you, and I don’t want them to hurt you” He shyly said, as he looked down at the floor. The strange feeling, turned into the warm happy feeling, you had had while he kissed you.

“Peter. I’ve killed more people than you have saved. I do not believe they can harm me” You tried to explain, but you didn’t get the reaction you hoped for. He let out a sigh, instead of becoming calmer as you had hoped for.

“You can’t tell people that! When you’re outside this building, you should never talk about how many people you have killed, because you will get arrested. So we don’t talk about killing anyone while we are at school, alright?” His brown eyes looked up into yours, and the warm fuzzy feeling in your stomach grew stronger.

“Alright. But I will still kill the people who try to harm me” You stated, watching Peter let out another sigh.

“No! They won’t harm you! They’ll maybe just make fun of you. Talk down to you. Even if they hit you, you cannot fight back, okay. Flash will most likely try to do something, because he’s an idiot” Peter tried to explain to you.

“Define idiot. I’m not familiar with the term” Peter used a lot of words you didn’t quite understand. You would understand the meaning of it when he used it in a sentence, but idiot you didn’t understand the meaning of.

“An idiot. A stupid person. A person with an empty brain. Someone who is mean to a lot of people” He tried to explain to you. The rest of the day went by with him teaching you new words and preparing you for school.


You stood behind Peter, as he got some books out of his locker. You couldn’t stop looking at his hair. You wanted nothing more than to run your hands through it, but you understood that you were not supposed to suddenly just touch people. That was one of the things Peter was very clear about yesterday.

“Ey, Parker! Who’s the pretty girl” A unknown boy stood against the locker, looking interested at you. I shortly glanced at him, before looking at Peter again. Was I supposed to answer?

“None of your business Flash” Peter mumbled, as he sent you an apologetic look.

“So, this is the idiot, you talked about?” You asked Peter, who suddenly looked panicked. You felt a hand on your shoulder, as Flash turned you around so you looked at him.

“What did you just call me?” He asked angrily. You could tell that he was getting ready to punch something. You felt your body prepare for a fight, even if you didn’t want to. Peter had told you not to hit back.

“An idiot. Stupid person, empty brain, a mean person” You explained, thinking he didn’t understand the meaning. Peter let out a sigh, as you felt Flash’s grip on your shoulder tighten. “Did Penis Parker tell you that?” Flash asked through gritted teeth. You didn’t quite understand what he meant.

“Peter’s penis didn’t tell me anything” You stated confused. “Flash! She’s not… ehm… She’s not from around here. She’s from Europe! She doesn’t speak English. Or she does, but she doesn’t quite understand the words. She doesn’t understand what she’s saying” Peter tried to explain. You felt the urge to correct him, but knew that you shouldn’t.

“You’re lucky you’re pretty, or else I would’ve hit you” Flash pushed you harshly against the lockers behind you, and left. You wanted to go after him. Punch his face, or kick him. Peter grabbed your hand, before you could do so. The warmth of his hand made you relax, but you still wanted to smash Flash’s face.

“Peter! Who’s this? I didn’t know you had a girlfriend?” A small wide boy approached you, smiling widely at Peter. Girlfriend. You understood girl and friend, but you had a feeling the word didn’t refer to you being a girl and his friend. Peter hadn’t taught you that word.

“Girlfriend?” You whispered to yourself, as you wondered about the word. “She’s not… We’re not… I mean, ehm…” He looked flustered, and he didn’t quite know where to look. Yet, his hand didn’t leave yours.

“Peter, define girlfriend?” You asked, as you looked into his brown eyes again. You got lost in them for a moment. “Girlfriend. Someone you’re in a relationship with. Romantic relationship. Sexual relationship” He whispered the last part, clearly embarrassed.

“You don’t know what a girlfriend is?” The boy looked at you strangely. “Ned, she’s from Europe. She speaks English, but she doesn’t understand it that well” Peter tried to explain him.

“This is your friend Ned! Hello! Peter says you’re a very kind person!” You stretched your hand out towards Ned. “She also doesn’t have a filter. She will say whatever is on her mind” Peter smiled, as he lead towards your classroom.


“Okay, so this is where I live! Aunt May is at work, so she’ll be home late. But yeah, this is my bedroom” Peter rambled on, as he showed you the small apartment. Tony had been very strict about Peter entertaining you all afternoon as well, so you couldn’t return to the tower yet.

“Sooooo… What do you want to do? Anything we could do in here would be great. I’m kinda tired after today” He sat down on the bed, and quickly fell onto his back. You kept leaning against the doorframe, not knowing whether to sit down next to him or just keep standing.

“Well, I did enjoy our kiss the other day, so I wouldn’t mind doing that again” You said. Keeping your mouth shut all day was hard, and since you were alone now, you knew you didn’t have to anymore. You could barely see the blush forming on his cheeks, but it became clear as he sat up again.

“Oh really?” He stood up, and you started to walk towards him. You mentally decided that today you would take him by surprise. You pushed him back on the bed, and let yourself fall on top of him, as you connected you lips again. The warm fuzzy feeling was back, and you let your hands go up his hair. It was even softer than you imagined.

He lifted you, and moved the both of you so you were both on the bed. His arms were wrapped around you, as his tongue got inside your mouth. Once again, you let him take control, and just followed his movements. You out a small moan as his hands travelled to your butt.

“Hey Pete…. Oh” A voice said, as the door smacked shut. Peter pulled away from you, even though you didn’t want him to. The person must have shut the door, to give you some privacy, right? To let you continue.

“That was Aunt May. We should. Maybe go out” He blushed, as you slowly sat up. “Peter, does this mean I’m your girlfriend?” You were still trying to understand the term. You didn’t want to do this with any of the other boys you had met, but you didn’t want to stop when you were around Peter.

“Yeah.. Well, I mean. Only if you want to? But we shouldn’t tell Mr. Stark. He properly wouldn’t approve” He sat up as well, and sent you a shy smile. “Does being your girlfriend mean I get to kiss you more? Because than I’m more than okay with it” You smiled, as he stood up and took your hand. He led you back to the kitchen, where a woman sat.

“Oh, hey. I didn’t know you had a friend over Peter. I don’t think we met. I’m Peter’s aunt May” She smiled to you. You looked at Peter, unsure about what to say.

“Aunt May, this is y/n. We met through the Stark Internship, and she just started at Midtown. And she’s kind of like my girlfriend” He said in one big grin. Aunt May looked happy, so you sent her a smile.

“It’s nice to meet you, y/n. I’m guessing I’ll start seeing you around more? Just let me know when you need privacy. Because I can totally go out some nights, if you want to be alone” She said, causing Peter to blush deeply. He was embarrassed, but you really wanted to take her up on the offer someday.

After Showers

Characters: Taehyung X You
Genre: Fluff, Suggestive
(cuz im a hoe forgive me)
Word Count: 626
Song of the Day: Ed Sheeran - Dive

A/N: just wanna say first of all, that we did noticed this blog just reached 1000 followers and we wanted to do some kind of event again to commemorate it, but we’re kinda too busy to barely do anything so we thought we could release a few drabbles along the week at the very least so look forward to that? thank you so much for all the support, and I hope you guys will enjoy the first drabble of the week; much love ♥ ♥ ♥ #1kfollowerweek - Admin Ham

Originally posted by mysteriousarmy

“Join me to bed?” Taehyung pecked a gentle kiss against your temple, a tired whisper of suggestion as the raspy tone of his voice awoke you from your working trance. “It’s been a long day, I really need you.” He adorably whined, chin perched up upon the left of your shoulder as you chuckled at his antics.

“Hmmm, you smell like flowers.”

“Hey, you’re the one who bought the new body wash; you should know better that I smell specifically, like roses.” Another chuckle escaped at his little reciprocation as you soon surrendered to your boyfriend, letting Taehyung take you by your hand and pulled you off your study, guiding you towards the bed before he gently sat himself at the end of the mattress and allowed your figure to straddle his own above his hips.

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Never Say Never

Four times Lexa said she was never having kids and one time she didn’t.

A Quality Ingredients one shot during full chapter hiatus time.  Kids keep popping up in Lexa’s life to remind her of why she’s never wanted any.  Came from a prompt about kids.  Takes place in November.

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Quick Soundcheck Fan Acct!

Okay so this is for 3/23 in Newark!

Min Yoongi stared at me long and hard when he saw me in my Sope tracksuit and Sope banner and also JRE just passed by me outside and also stared and just went “Sope!” And at the end when they were about to leave he stage and also Taehyung was walking away from the stage but then ran back because he forgot his phone on the stage lmaoooo


Okay they did Dope, Save Me, and Baepsae and for the first two they didn’t really do the choreo but they did for Bapsae and oh my god. I don’t know. How are they real. How.

For the songs they didn’t do the choreo to, Hobi was totally feeling himself and hE CAN MOVE. And they were all bare faced and they’re beautiful I’m kinda floating on a cloud right now byeeeeeee.

(Also I totally spotted @taetaetown a row or two behind me but I was too shy to say anything hahaha)

Also they all look so hot drinking water byeeeeeeeeee.

The only sad thing is I lost my Sope banner so someone better pick it up and put it to good use (jkjkjk). (Plus I got so many free banners so it’s fine)

Warning: May Come with Protection

Warning: May Come with Protection

Content: A little bit of angst with a pile of FLUFF

Request @savingpeoplepuntingthings: Hi! I was wondering if you could write a fic where reader is Dean’s teen daughter and just had her first breakup with her cheating boyfriend and feels really insecure and is blaming herself so Dean comforts her. Suuuuper fluffy please. Thanks so much you’re writing is amazing!!! 💘💘💘

The metal chimes hanging on the porch frame jingled as the front door slammed. The abrupt act of violence churned a fraction of the anger boiling in every deep crevice in your brain adding a fleeting relief of pleasure. You stomped up the stairs throwing an exasperated growl to the dark and empty living room. You didn’t care that the noise was embarrassingly immature. You were sick of acting mature, of shouldering the responsibility of moral obligations all the time. You reached your bedroom door, hand strangling the unsuspecting knob with brute force, retching the wooden panel behind in reckless abandon. Your bookcase shook, despite being over labored with an abundance of books. A framed mirror tapped against the wall with shock waves, a picture dislodging from its flimsy hold and fluttering the ground. Your smiling blushing face stared up at you, head tilted to the side, hair pressed on his cheek. Dejection slammed against the fury inviting an onslaught of self-deprecating thoughts to replace the blank rage. You scooped up the photo wiping away the welling tears with the back of your sleeve. Feet dragging across the floor, you threw yourself across your bed.

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Meeting Rafael while being Lucia’s roommate

A shoutout to @mrsrafaelbarba who helped me out refining my writing. I might make this fic into a series if you like’d more, let me know.  


“Mami, you what??”

Rafael  exclaimed as he walked up to his mother’s 4th floor walk-up in the Bronx. He remembered living here while growing up.He was reminded of the bad times with his father, but also the  good times hanging around with Eddie and Alex…then there was Yelina.

“I got a roommate.”

Rafael looked at his mother with shock.His eyebrow raising in the same way his mother’s eyebrow rose.

She looked at him in a way of saying you think I can’t do anything because I’m older, can you? She loved her son, but seriously, he could be be overprotective and worried that she would make the wrong decision. She was an older than him! She should be the worrier.

"Where?  How did you find this roommate?”

Rafael stopped his mother on the stairs. He wanted to make sure she didn’t find someone who didn’t take advantage of her or was a creep.

“The Internet.  I posted an ad on this website and Y/N answered.  We communicated a while.  That’s why I finally got you here.  She’s been living here for about two months, and I want you to meet her.”

Rafael just looked at her for a second and asked deadpanned.

“You posted an ad on the Internet?”

Lucia looked at him annoyed. She really wanted him to stop worrying. Also, she wasn’t living in the stone age.

“Rafi, do you think I don’t understand how to use the Internet? “

“Mami! Why didn’t you tell me? I would have had her checked out. She could be a con artist or someone who might be selling drugs or something. You never know on the Internet. I think you’re too trusting.” Rafael said, rolling his eyes in the way he had learned from his mother. He was beginning to think she lost her mind.

“Rafi, I did that. The website had background checks.  Besides, she gave me proof of employment as a nurse. You have to undergo quite a few background checks to be a nurse.  Besides, she makes more than I do.  Rafi, ever since your abuelita died I’ve been very lonely. Taking care of her I always had something to do. I didn’t mind taking care of my mother, I liked it.  It made me feel needed. When she died I realized that my life has been kinda dull. She’s nice to live with. It’s nice to have someone to go to Mass with, and she’s new to New York,she likes doing things together. She’s fun.”

“Where in the apartment is she staying?” Barba asked suspiciously.

“Your room.” Lucia looked almost sheepish when she said this.“ I told you, if you wanted anything to take it, but you never did.”

“My room? But I lived there!”

“Over twenty years ago! You barely come by at night, I needed the space so I cleaned it out.  Y/n stays there now.”

They walked to his mother’s apartment.  Rafael was expecting someone his mother age, their idea of great vacation was to Montreal or a nice cruise.  They walked into the apartment and Lucia called out your name telling you to come meet Rafael.

Instead of a 60 year old woman, he was greeted with you, a fresh faced 30 year old.  You smiled up at him and extended your hand. “Hi, I’m y/n.  You must be Rafael.  Please excuse me,” you quickly walked passed him on the way to the kitchen, but continued talking over your shoulder. “I have to get my chicken parmesan meatloaf, trust me, it’s very good. I hope you like cupcakes!”

Lucia smiled at Rafael.  Then she told him to come to eat.   Over dinner he kept looking at you.  Stunned so he started to ask.

“ old are you?”

“Rafael Eduardo Miguel Barba!” Lucia exclaimed.

You just smiled and said.“It’s ok Lucia, I understand. I’m 30. You are wondering why I’m living your mother and not someone closer to my age. You are also probably worried that I’m taking advantage of your mother. If anything, she could take advantage of me. I don’t know anyone here.  I am still making friends at the hospital where I work. You are also wondering why I am not living with someone closer to my own age. Let me tell you, I’ve never really connected with people my own age. Also, your mother reminds me of my own.”

Rafael sat back and began cross-examining you. He put out all the heat that he did with someone on the witness stand.  You never flinched, or looked scared. Instead, you answered his questions openly and honestly. He had to admit your meatloaf was delicious and your cupcakes were to die for.  Then you insisted he take with him the leftovers when he left.


You becoming Lucia’s roommate was a boon for her because slowly Rafael was coming around to the apartment more, at first it was to make sure everything was going ok. You understood his nervousness concerning the situation.  Slowly but surely a friendship started to form.

You sat together on Lucia’s couch on Saturday nights watching Heart’s Desire with his mother while he enjoyed your cooking. He even celebrated his birthday at his mother’s place while you had baked him a cake shaped like a lawbook with a cupcake gavel.

You began taking classes towards an advanced nursing degree at Columbia at night.  After that you started packing dinner for you and Rafi. You studied at night in his office while he worked in a comfortable silence. He made you happy. You liked your comfortable friendship with him.

Rafael on the other hand of was well aware of his love for you.  It wasn’t a hit of passionate love. It was a slow burn, it wouldn’t burn out easily. He knew a relationship with you would work. You both liked similar things, understood each other moods, you were a great cook. Sometimes he felt you still contained an innocence.  He felt that his job had tainted him in a slight way and if you ever knew you certainly would never view him in a romantic light.

It was great that his mother loved you.  Also, she had never really trusted Yelina, she had hoped she was wrong and never said a word, but never really trusted her.  However, she liked you, trusted you, and she knew her son had fallen in love with you.

You sat in his office studying and eating some of the food you brought for the both of you. Rafael sat his desk working on a legal brief when you brought his dinner to him.  Then you sat down on the couch he kept in his office and began studying. While you worked on your homework he studied you. You looked up and saw him.

Gently you asked him,“What?”

He just got up and sat next to you on the couch.  Then picked up your hand and put it in his, looking in your eyes he suddenly kissed you.   You were surprised, shocked, but happy.  You smiled and exclaimed, “Rafael, you kissed me!”

“I did, y/n!  I have two tickets for Hamilton and I would love to take you as my date, then out to dinner.”

You were so happy you pulled him back to you by his tie and this time initiated the kiss.

puzzlingsnark  asked:

Instead of the Ooc mess that was half of season 7 and that crappy ass season Jackie goes off to college with Donna headcanons ?

  • Jackie would be worried for her relationship with Hyde since he would be staying in Point Place and she is not sure if she can deal with NOT seeing him every day. Donna is always assuring her everything will be fine and being away from their boys will make a) their relationships growth, b) make them more independent.
  • They share a small apartment and it’s a mess because Jackie doesn’t like doing chores and who told you Donna is any good at it? What she is good at, is cooking, so at least they won’t be dying in that matter.
  • Every time Eric and/or Hyde goes to see them, Kitty sends them like a box of food.
  • Bob calls every day and it annoys the hell out of Donna, but the day he doesn’t call, she is worried sick and Jackie is laughing her ass off.
  • Jackie is The Best™ at administrating money, so Donna lowkey lets her check the bils and pay them. Slowly, she gets to help Donna manage her money because the first time she got her paycheck/money from her dad, she kinda spend it on shit she didn’t actually need.
  • “Let’s get a kitten!” “Donna, we can barely pay the rent!”, they eventually do get a cat. Jackie lives thinking on the day they’ll have to move away, thinking on who will take their Piper (see what I did there? ah? ah?)
  • So Hyde gets Jackie a kitten, too. But then she worries her Lily (see what i did there again? aaah? aaaaaaaaah?) will want to stay with Donna or what. Hyde wants to die.
  • They never got to Point Place during finales. It costed Eric to understand, so he went visit without saying anything and had a big fight with Donna (and Jackie, who really just wants to study). Hyde basically ties him during finales so he will let the girls alone.
  • Sometimes, Hyde stays for entire weeks and Donna looks at him like, “Bitch, get out” and teases him saying that, “Now that you are a boss, you get to be lazy, how does it feel to become exactly what you hated the most?” “FUCKING NICE, BITCH, SEE ME MAKE MONEY AND GET TO STAY WITH MY CHICK WITHOUT HAVING TO GET MY ASS TO PHYSICALLY WORK”, until WB lowkey tells him he better have those books and so in order or so help him, God.
  • He does, tho. That’s what Donna hates the most.
  • She envies him, let’s be honest.
  • Bob cries when they gradute and poses with Jackie for her family picture since her mom is away and her dad is in jail. She also takes a picture with the Formans and with the Barnetts.
  • Hyde’s grandma makes an aparition from time to time, most times without even telling Hyde, which kinda makes him mad because yOU ARE MY GRANDMA, IZZY, COME ON. But she just adores Jackie so much, oh boy.
  • Midge sends them letters like if they were in Europe or something.
  • When Donna does go to Europe with a scholarship, Hyde stays all that time with Jackie and starts administrating WB’s store in Madison that lowkey becomes his. Again.
  • Jackie is the best Nurse™ when you have a cold and Donna is so surprised, it makes her cry.
  • Eric and Hyde fear going to visit when they are in their periods, but it isn’t actually that bad. And you know what, Brooke gets them a copy of her period mix her moron and cute husband make her (see what i did there, too???????????)

Such a lovely prompt from @elvhen-apostate-hobo, and I cried through the whole thing. I made this for @silent-of-spirit and her Inquisitor Liarha, the bold, strong spirit who suffers through so much, yet brings order to Thedas. And a massive thank you to @elfsplaining who I really never ever could write anything without. :’)

I hope you enjoy!

Hushed whispers and shocked gasps echoed through skyhold when the news spread and now silence clung to the walls as if death himself had walked through the mass.
Dinner was cut short, although no order of it had been given. The population of their small community roamed the halls, heads hung low in solidarity with their leader.

Clan Lavellan had been completely wiped out.

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Problems again...

So you might be like “so disco? How’s your bullying problem shit?” WELL! Uhm.. It’s was going good till stuff happened that crack me the fucked up! WARNING: (CONTAIN SWEARING) so, @iamtheelena and me were on the school bus just going home and stuff…. And theses two grade 1 in our bus.. THEY WERE FUCKING STUPID AS SHIT! I know they are just kid, I couldn’t insult little kids since they are 6-7 years old.. But I know what they did, there were bottle flip, that’s completely normal but WHAT THIS IDOIT DOES IS that he flippen open his water cap from his bottle and FUCKING FLIPS IT! And he looks at his water in a devil smile and even spit on it.. Even the principal said NO SPITTING! But he didn’t give a damn cuz hesssss STUPID (cuz he is) my friend and me try our best to stop and his weed friend (my brothers friend) so, I decided to record what’s happened and apparently they wanna break my tablet and stuff! Now you guys might tell me “OH! Tell the teacher or principal” I mean they need proof and my brother (6 years old) is in a part of the same school as mine (JK-4) mines is (grade 5-8) but ONE DAY! Our bus driver saw what has been happened and apparently took his water bottle away and told that he screw things up he’s gonna be KICK OFF THE FUCKING BUS!! HEHEHEHEH!! Yeah.. The staff in our school barely to anything cuz.. Uhm.. Dunno
Even when’s it’s was indoor bus duty.. Their is this grade 5 who keeps complaining about my friend Elena ( @iamtheelena ) actions DUDE WTF! I mean my other BFF wanted to talk to something about PS4 and stuff and this Grade 5 defends my BFF Nemesis because “of the fucking actions” BITCH! And did we tell the teachers.. Well nope. They were too “Busy” like they always do…

Another problem would be my grandma and a little bit of my cousins. My self-esteem will kinda getting low after the snack problem and the whole class yelling thing but you know that.. My grandma is the only family member of mine who makes me life miserable and always TRUST MY BRO EVEN THO HES THE ONE WHO DOES THE BAD STUFF.. My grandma would embarrassing me in front of my mom,cousins, friends and more while speaking in their language and they think I won’t understand.. BUT FUCK YEAH I COULD UNDERSTAND! But I won’t always feel ashamed of my self.. And being called “skinny, blind, deaf, FUCKING STUPID ASS and more..” Also my cousins would give me sass and annoy me to watch their favourite things even tho it’s my tablet.. I feel like I don’t even exist anymore and.. Uhm.. About being embarrassed they laugh at me.. Once they told me to put away the chair and points at it.. So I did then my grandma friend YELLS AT ME AND SAID NO STUPD ASS THE CHARGERS, you are becomes like your stupid grandpa" I just wanna cry, cut myself and stuff but I had to stand up for yourself but it’s no use.. I tried anything.. I just wanna give up. I would draw me crying and twinkle beside me.. But I’m not in the mood right and tag my fried s but nope I’m not in the mood.. I hope you understand..


My Professor 4

-Hanbin x Reader (Professor!Hanbin)

-1 | 2 | 3 | 4

-It was universally known that friend with benefit between best friends would be a chaotic ride from the start till the heartbreak of either one or both party. No one says anything about being in one with your dear professor…

-Rated M for language, mention of sex (secretly rated B for bullshit 😏)

-a/n: Did anyone catch Monsta X’s Wonho hair color in the last part? If you did, well now you know how long I’ve been holding onto these drafts. Here’s a longish one for ya’ll, seeing how I took so long to post it. Is the drama over yet? I don’t know … 😉 

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White Rabbit - Twenty

Spencer spent another night on the pull out couch in Alice’s apartment, the pair having gone upstairs immediately after her and Ellen had seemingly made amends. Alice had walked straight into her kitchenette, pulling out a bottle of vodka and taking a hit directly from the bottle, before pouring some into a glass and adding coke. She offered the drink to Spencer and he shook his head.

“Could I just have the coke by itself?” he definitely shouldn’t be drinking whilst he was meant to be watching over her. She poured him a tall glass of coke, adding ice cubes before passing it to him. She took another long pull of her drink and set it down on the counter.

“Would you believe that I’d never been drunk before until I was 24 years old.”

“Really?” Reid was surprised, but then almost as soon as the words left his mouth he realised why she probably hadn’t been drunk.

“Yup. Alcohol was deemed unnecessary. We had wine at matching ceremonies and things but it was rationed out. When I came back, I didn’t dare take anything that would impair my senses or reactions at first. It was only last year when Ellen and Robert threw a dinner party for his work colleagues that I experienced the feeling of being inebriated. One of his associates kept refilling my glass and I passed out in the down stairs bathroom after vomiting in the sink. Ellen yelled at me for an hour the next day, like I was a kid.”

“I’ve never really drank much either. I was too young to get into bars when I was in college so I’ve never really had that whole experience.”

She downed the rest of her drink and then yawned, rubbing her eyes. “I’m going to shower and then turn in. Make yourself at home.”

She went into the bathroom and Spencer set about pulling out the couch again, straightening the covers and slipping his shoes, jacket and tie off. He was tired as well but he’d wait for her to get into her bed before he settled in. He placed his gun on the floor at the side of the pull out, wondering if he’d wake up to find it by her bed again.

When she came out, she was dressed in pajamas this time and she came and hovered by the couch.

“Spencer…..I just wanted to say thank you. For believing me.”

She turned away and walked between the bookcases to her sleeping area, flicking off the lamps that were on in there after she’d climbed in between the sheets. Reid got himself ready for bed and switched off the remaining lights before settling down. The pair were asleep almost instantly.

At around 3am Spencer woke up with a start, to see a shape standing by his mattress. He froze, trying to figure out if he could reach down for his gun undetected, but then he realised it wasn’t an intruder. It was Alice.

“Ally?” Spencer whispered softly, carefully pulling back his covers and setting his feet onto the floor; pulling himself into a seating position.

Alice didn’t move or respond. Spencer stood up and lowered his face to hers trying to see her eyes in the dark. They were wide and glassy and her breathing was heavy.

“Ally… ”


She was sleepwalking, she had to be. Spencer touched her shoulders gently, turning her around and lightly pushing her in the direction of her bed.

“Let’s get you back to bed, Alice.”

He walked behind her, his hand on her lower back until he reached her bed. And that’s when he smelt it.

Ammonia. He touched the bed sheets lightly, grimacing when he felt the damp patch roughly where her bottom would have lain. Wiping his hand on his own shirt, Spencer pondered his predicament.

As he straightened back up he noticed that she was only wearing a long t-shirt again. The pajama bottoms she’d been wearing to bed had been discarded onto the floor and as he bent over to feel them, he noticed they were damp too. Alright, so at least he didn’t have to worry about trying to wake her up to get her to change, she’d taken them off herself. He grabbed her pillows and led her back to the couch.

“Bedtime again Ally, time to get in.”

She climbed into the bed without question and curled up into a ball, her eyes closing as soon as her head hit the pillow. Carefully, Spencer placed her pillows at her back, creating a makeshift barrier between them before he climbed back in next to her. This had the potential to be extremely awkward the next morning but he’d worry about that then.

It didn’t take a genius to work things out. The majority of adult bed wetting happened when the person was either so hammered that they couldn’t control their bodily functions, or if that person was highly stressed out and anxious. Add that to the sleepwalking and it was obvious that the last few days were taking their toll on the girl. Sometimes her exterior would seem so calm and collected and other times she seemed to crack immediately, her yelling at her sister and running off being an example.

He needed her to be strong though.

They all did.

When Alice woke up the next day she was confused. She wasn’t in bed and she wasn’t wearing bottoms. Instead she was lying on the couch, a mountain of pillows between her and Dr Reid. It was still early but she felt like she’d slept for a year so she crawled out of the bed gingerly and padded across to her bed. She smelt it straight away, urine drying in the air.


She felt embarrassed and ashamed, her face colouring as she realised what had happened. When she’d first returned, she wet the bed often. She knew it was a sign of anxiety and stress and she eventually managed to get it under control but it had been a horrific few months of flipping her mattress on an almost daily basis and trying to hide her soiled sheets from her sister and Robert. Eventually they found out, the stench became too strong and Ellen investigated, finding the stained mattress. It was then that Alice was told she’d been sleepwalking as well, turning up in Robert and Ellen’s bed room in the middle of the night. She had no recollection of that at all. They bought her a new mattress and she went to a few therapy sessions, refusing to talk about what was causing the stress but accepting the help in learning the breathing techniques to try to manage it. She’d been dry for over three years now, the way she thought an adult should be. And now she’d wet herself with an FBI agent in the room. He knew, he had to. Otherwise she’d have been put back into her own bed.

She stripped the bed quietly, pulling on the now dry bottoms to complete the task. She’d shower and toss them in the wash once she was done. She filled a bowl with warm water and bleach, sponging the mattress down lightly and leaving the bed unmade, she’d have to remake it later, once the mattress was dry. She piled the sheets by her door and sloped off into the shower, coming out twenty minutes later and adding her pajamas to the pile. She dressed herself again, ready for the day and when she left her sleeping area fully clothed Alice could see that Spencer was awake.

He eyed her carefully, his gaze flicking to the bare bed and back.

“Are you okay?” he asked her.

“I’m okay. Erm. Listen, I’m kinda embar… ”

“Don’t be please,” Spencer cut her off. “It’s perfectly natural in times of high stress. Sometimes our bodies are overwhelmed and we can’t control them the way we could normally. You did give me quite a fright when I woke up and you were standing next to the couch though.”

“I’m sorry. I don’t remember anything, I don’t even remember dreaming.”

“That’s common too in sleep walking.”

“I know. I read about it when Ellen told me I was doing it. I don’t think I do it often, but then again I don’t remember.”

Spencer and Ally were silent for a moment, before Spencer climbed off the pull out and went to get himself ready for the day.

“Alice, we’ve listened to the recording from last night. No matter what happens, you will NOT be prosecuted for the murder of Katie, I want to make that much clear. But we still have a number of questions for you today. Starting with what happened after Katie died. Can you tell us?”

Alice, Reid and Rossi were back in the interview room. Ellen and Robert Manchester had accompanied them in again and were the other side of the mirror, listening with Agent Hotchner.

Alice nodded. “They made me… They made me cut her tattoo away. That’s how I knew they did that. Apparently they hadn’t always done that but Lewis said it was important, so that she couldn’t be traced back to the compound.”

Alice closed her eyes momentarily and when she opened them again Reid saw that they were full of tears. There was something else there too though, another emotion and when she spoke again, Reid recognised it as burning anger.

“They made me kneel next to the body of a girl I’d lived with for four years, and take a knife to her neck and slice off her skin. The person I thought loved me MADE do me that. And I did it. I know what type of person that makes them but what does it make me? I complied.”

Rossi beat Spencer to it, “It makes you someone that was doing whatever they could to survive.”

Alice just shook her head.

“What happened next, what did they do with them body?”

“I don’t know. Eric was told to take me back to the house after that. I could barely walk, I was shaking that much. Marnie had to wash me, put me in the tub and wash the blood off my hands, I couldn’t do it. I asked her though….. She said she didn’t know what they’d do with Katie because her family were here. All the others though, were taken and left. Lewis had this thing, he said that they couldn’t be buried near us because they were no longer our family, but he left them so that they could be reunited with their own. It never made any sense to me considering how hard he worked to keep the compound a secret, surely dumping bodies in the surrounding area was bound to draw attention to the National Park?”

Dr Reid and Agent Rossi shared a look. So that was why the bodies weren’t hidden. In some odd way, Lewis thought that he was the right thing by allowing the corpses to be found so that their families could claim them and bury them. And Alice was right, it had attracted attention to the National Park, just not enough attention for the FBI to launch a full on investigation previously.

“What happened after that Alice?”

“I ran. That’s the night I left.”

Generation X: Jisoo

An anon asked my opinion about a BlackPink Superpower! AU, and I have to say I loved the idea so much I had to write it! 

Originally posted by hahni


Psychometry: the ability to discover facts about an event or person by touching inanimate objects associated with them.

Psychokinesis: the ability to move objects by mental effort alone.

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