look at the flirting i just

Guys. I just realized something. Cult End is DEFINITELY the good end for Joseph.

Joseph’s Good End picture involves him sending a postcard. “Greetings from Margaritaville” or whatever. He draws a heart in the sand, winks, and says “Miss You.” It’s an odd thing, because sometimes this picture will appear even if you don’t get the Cult End, which I think is either a hint, or a bug.

The issue is, though, does Maple Bay even have a beach? And the endings we do know as well, the “Staying with Mary and dumping you” bad end, and the “Staying with Mary, but having you on the side to continue an affair” neutral end, seems really odd that we just would get a picture of that if either of those are actually his good end.

Mary and his kids also aren’t present. It’s just a picture of him looking like some smooth criminal with his martini, flirting with you.

So if he sticks with Mary in the other two ends, where is she and their kids? And why did he decide to just randomly send a postcard to us on the beach?

Well, here’s the thing. The Cult Ending, if I understand right, is the only ending where Joseph ends up on the run. Not only because the MC found out about the cult and survived, thanks to Mary’s interference, but because apparently he is being tracked by some division of the FBI for various other crimes as well. (Example, he was apparently embezzling funds from the church he was a youth minister in.)

If he’s on the run, it’s likely he left Mary and his children behind. Though considering the fact that Joseph’s children are literally like, fragments of himself, I fear for the fate of Mary. So they’re out of the picture now. And if he’s one the run, it’s likely he’s going to many different places.

The Good Ending for Joseph is the Cult Ending, because it makes the postcard picture make the most amount of sense. He’s on the run to try and sneak back into obscurity and continue his plans after his embezzling church funds caught up to him, and with how you managed to survive his sacrifice. He’s completely by himself because of this fact, leaving behind the facade he built with Mary and the children.

And now, he sends you a simple postcard. Letting you know you’re still on his mind. Letting you know that he’s not done with you yet.

Letting you know it isn’t over yet.

**(I don’t know why my other post the gif doesn’t move T_T )

170721 KBS Music Bank - EXO Comeback stage KOKOBOP..


We might be witnessing the event where Park Chanyeol and Byun Baekhyun boldly flirting on live TV..! 


watch closely.. After Baekhyun did that kissy face to Chanyeol, he looked behind the camera.. as if he is checking whether or not the camera is filming him.. Baekhyun knows that Chanyeol saw him.. Chanyeol saw his signal.. and if you noticed, Baekhyun keep looking at chanyeol, waiting for his reply.. 

you could clearly see that Park Chanyeol is shocked..! I don’t think he expected Baekhyun to do that THERE..!! At first i thought maybe they are hinting each other for something they are supposed to do or say or maybe Chanyeol is just teasing Sehun, but DUDE.! 

Park Chanyeol is freaking look at Baekhyun when he puckered his lips..!! They locked eyes when Chanyeol did that.. and that nods afterwards tho.. WTF..!?! watch the 1st gif again.. Look at the big picture.. 

Chanyeol replied Baekhyun’s “flying kiss” and he even waited for Baekhyun to nod - signaling that he received it..!!! 

GUYS..!! THIS IS HUGE..!! At least for me idk about you guys.. They are being bold again.. and this is very unfamiliar for me.. coz I thought Chanbaek already passed that phase.. That phase where they are careless, bold and clingy and sweet, whining to each other, being SOFT.. 

I noticed that Chanbaek had been very gentle and soft and sweet lately tho.. ever since the new era started.. eventho i kinda miss them like this, like they were few years back, but now, its kinda weird and scary at some point.. this is  so not like them.. they are not this whipped and careless.. they could be very obvious sometimes but not like this.. ITS A LIVE SHOW ON NATIONAL TV! And its Baekhyun who started it..?? I know many people gonna argue about this saying “Baekhyun always is fearless and bold” but thats not the Baekhyun I’m used to.. 

so Firelights.. I don’t know if i can ever moved on from this huhuhu, but so far this is the 2nd most obvious and bold moment Chanbaek ever done (in my personal opinion) besides the footsie.. lol.. and no.. its not like i dont like this thing they did, of course i like it, just its so sudden.. I got dumbfounded by it.. hehehe.. 

sleep tight fam ^_^ 

love -Ai-


Music Bank 170721

(I’ve written a couple times because this didn’t post lol I ded)

Look at this flirting, legit look at it. You might not think it’s flirting but your doubt can never dilute my delusions.






Requested, thank you

“You, are his twin?” Negan questioned, nodding his head back to Daryl as he spoke about him. “Honestly, with the way you act it doesn’t surprise me. You just happen to be a lot better looking, that’s what threw me off” he attempted to flirt, adding a wink at the end. “If I were you I wouldn’t flirt with me right now” you advised, earning a quirked eyebrow from Negan. “Why? Because your brother might get angry?” he guessed, smirking as he threw a glance back at Daryl before returning his gaze to you. “No, because I might” you threatened as you went to move towards him, though he was quick in holding up Lucille towards you. “Ah” he scolded you. “Now I definitely see the family resemblance” he chuckled as he began to walk around you.

Berena Appreciation Week Day 5: Favourite Quotes

I am way behind on the fic side of things; I have started one for every prompt so far, but I’m having trouble finishing *sniggers* *that’s what he said* *shut up you child*
Anyway, I’d just like to take a minute to talk about my favourite quote, as well as some silent moments that speak volumes, to me. 

Stare at him together, shall we?
Ok, so even in the context of Bernie having caught Serena staring at Jason, after Serena has warned the entire ward that Jason is prone to a good stare, this is still SO FLIRTY! So flirty! Bernie in most of this episode is just a big, sauntering flirt. 
And look at their faces! It’s like when Serena just melts when Bernie says “how about this, Serena Campbell…” They literally glow under each other’s gaze.

So off on a bit of a tangent, just a bit about the weight of emotions that Bernie carries in her words and her eyes. 
Aaand apparently here’s where I break the gif search so all I can see is the top of Serena’s head in anything I’m searching for. I mean, there are worse views, but there are infinitely better ones that I was wishing to demonstrate, but I guess we’re back to the good old imagination!

I’ve missed you (19x17 Of Lions and Lambs)

Any room for me in you future plans….Ok. I can live with that. Do you really have to go? (19x26 It’s Only Love if it Hurts)

I’m just very much awed by Bernie in these particular moments. 
By her own admission, she’s been a bit useless with emotions, and it’s a general consensus that she’s a bit pants with words, but she has this overwhelming love for Serena that makes her want to help, to make things better, or right, or something. And she doesn’t want to cloister her, suffocate her, but she wants to make sure Serena knows she cares, and also because, now that she’s embraced it, she can’t fathom not showing Serena that she loves her. 
So it makes for these beautiful moments where Bernie’s going to be completely honest with her feelings, but it’s so weighted that she has to look away in the moment of saying it, or just before/ after saying it. Whether to steel herself at the emotion or to shield Serena from the strength of it. 
As she’s saying “I missed you” she looks down, momentarily, and when she lifts her head, her eyes are positively shining. 

And the rooftop scene oh, my god. “Any room for me in your future plans?” She cannot look at Serena when she asks that. Looks down, and then after they kiss, she keeps her eyes closed for the longest time, and when she opens them, so still takes a while to look up, to meet Serena’s eyes, and her voice, small and accepting, but that little plea that she cannot hide. She doesn’t want to burden Serena with any of it, isn’t sure that she won’t fall apart if she doesn’t look away, take a moment to guard at least some of her emotions, but god, is that beautiful, these actions that speak louder than her words. 
Amazing acting and character development. 


Title: lemonade jealousy

Kind: donghyuck gets jealous after seeing mark’s flirting(he dosent actually) w the girl in lemonade love mv, they had a fight and mark keep looking at donghyuck all along the concert. Slight angst but you won’t cry i promise. It has a happy ending cause im a trash for happy endings 😊

Warning: none ?

Note: original idea’s owner is @d0pedead-gorgeous 💙 i just mixed it w the idea i thought today(that making hyuck jealous of the lemonade mv girl) 😅 hope you’ll like it dear 💙

Original aff link: http://www.asianfanfics.com/story/view/1271617/lemonade-jealousy-markhyuck-marklee-markchan-haechan-leedonghyuck

Second note: i know lemonade love’s mv came out very recently but im guessing they started the filming of it earlier so yeah 😅








“Babe ?”


“Donghyuck ????”

Mark turned around in his chair to look at donghyuck who was lying on his(their actually. Cause let’s be honest mark slept in donghyuck’s bed more than his own) bed, reading a book.

“Babe ?”

Mark got up from the chair and walked towards donghyuck but donghyuck didn’t answer again so mark sat down on the bed.


Mark tried to hold donghyuck’s free hand that was lying on the bed beside him but donghyuck pushed his hand away.

“Don’t touch me.”

“What ? Baby why ?”

Donghyuck turned around and lied on his left side, looking at the wall.

“You fucking know why.”

Mark sighed but still talked softly “donghyuck, baby, mind to explain what happened ?”

“Oh i don’t know. Why don’t you ask that lemonade girl ??” Donghyuck said angryly, still looking at the wall, holding the book so tightly in his hand that his knuckles were turning to white.

“What ? What lemonade girl ?”

Donghyuck turned around to yell at mark’s face “LEMONADE LOVE GIRL THAT YOU LOOKED AT SO FLIRTIOUSLY!!”

“Oh…” mark said then laughed “oh my god donghyuck really ?”

“Stop fucking laughing mark fucking lee”

“Come on hyuck we talked about it before. No cursing.”

“Yeah right. Tell it to that….girl.”

In other times donghyuck would say “bitch” but he didn’t blame the girl this time. No it was all mark’s fault. Poor girl would of course get effected by such amazing boy like mark lee. Donghyuck couldn’t blame her. But mark. Oh yeah he blamed him. He blamed him so hard.

“You got jealous when i made a collab with seulgi noona too hyuckkie.”

“Yeah but i knew seulgi noona. And i knew she has a girlfriend. But i don’t know this girl and i’m pretty sure she dosen’t have a boyfriend.”

“How can you be sure hyuck ?”


“Baby you are overreacting really” mark tried to hold his hand but donghyuck pushed him away again.

“No. Okay ? No. You literally flirted with her in front of my eyes. You knew i was watching while you guys were filming the mv. But you still flirted with her.”

“It was for the mv and you know that too hyuck.”

“Oh really ? that’s why you kissed her hand ?”

“I didn’t kiss her hand! She said she started using a new hand cream and asked if it smells good  so i smelled it.”

Donghyuck rolled his eyes “yeah right. Just…” donghyuck sighed “just go away hyung. Really. I just wanna sleep. I don’t care anymore. Go flirt with her. Or anyone else. Leave me alone.”

“Come on donghyuck don’t be like that plea-”


Donghyuck yelled and pushed mark away to get up from the bed and walked out of the room. Mark heard the front door of the dorm slamming and sighed. Donghyuck was overreacting again. How the hell he could even think that mark would cheat on him ?? When he is that much in love with him.


“Is he still angry ?”

Mark sighed “you know donghyuck so well don’t you ?”

“So he is still angry.”

“Yeah….i don’t know what to do anymore jaemin. He had been being cold to me for days now. And i am getting mad cause he is acting like a child really. We are not 5 you know. And i hadn’t even flirted with the girl. That’s what makes me so mad. He blames me for something i haven’t done.”

“I get it…had you tried kissing him ?”

“What ???”

“They say kissing can stop the tension between couples”

Mark rolled his eyes “kissing can’t stop that tension. He dosen’t even look at me.”

“Not when you are looking”

“What ?”

“Donghyuck always steals secret glances from you mark. Even before you two started dating he was always looking at you. Just you didn’t notice that.”

“No i would notice that.”

“Are you sure bro ?”


“Yeah i thought like that too” jaemin said and laughed.

“Ugh i just…really don’t know what to do. You are his best friend jaemin tell me what to do please”

“You are his best friend too”

“I’m his best friend plus boyfriend. So this dosen’t help me in this situation”

“Don’t you all have a concert to attend tomorrow ?”


“Then my suggestion is; make up with him somehow and don’t fuck up in the concert.”

“I…how i will make up with him ?”

“I don’t know. But just do it. I don’t wanna hear donghyuck’s whining anymore. Hearing him sad makes me sad too. Also i gotta rest you know but none of you let me” jaemin laughed at the end of his sentence, clearly just joking.

Mark sighed.

“I wish you were here nana”

“I wish that too”

They both sighed.

“I gotta go now. Oh can you please tell jeno i will cut his dick off if he keeps flirting with renjun ? Just because i’m not there dosen’t mean i ain’t seeing what’s going on.”

Mark laughed “imma tell him that.”

“Good. Bye then ? I gotta take some pills.”

“Don’t choke on them again” mark joked and jaemin laughed “i won’t don’t worry. I got used to them anyway. Bye mark”

“Bye nana. Get well soon ok ? We miss you”

“I miss you all too…i’m going now. Bye.”



“Hey donghyuck can we talk a bit ?”

“Why ? What do you wanna talk about ?” Donghyuck said in an annoyed tone and mark breathed deep to stay calm.

“Look hyuck we gotta talk and solve this problem”

“Oh ? But i don’t see any problem tho ?”

“Come on hyuck you haven’t even looked at me for days. There is a huge problem.”

“Maybe i don’t wanna look at you anymore ? Maybe i found a lemonade boy for myself ?”

“You…you wouldn’t…”

“Oh really ? Why not ?”

“Y-you love me.”

“You love me too. But it didn’t stop you from saving that girl’s number to your phone did it ?”

“She asked for my number first! What should’ve i do ? Say no ?”

“Of course you should’ve say no mark. I can’t believe you are even asking this. You have a fucking boyfriend for fuck’s sake. People who have boyfriends don’t go and give their numbers to a girl who just flirted with them.”

“Yeah but i couldn’t tell her that i have a boyfriend who is also my bandmate right donghyuck ??”


God damn it mark was right at this. Donghyuck shook his head and sighed.


“No. We will talk.” Mark said and held donghyuck’s arm hard, stopping him from walking out of the room.







Mark slammed the door when he got out of their room.

“I’m guessing you won’t sleep in your room tonight ? Wanna sleep in our room ?” Taeyong asked at mark who was just standing and breathing angryly in front of his and donghyuck’s room’s door.

Mark just nodded and followed taeyong who made a long and boring af talk with mark about how fights between couples are normal and their relationship will become stronger after they made up.


‘Oh no he just didn’t’ mark thought but he just did.

Lee freaking donghyuck just took of his jacket and threw it somewhere in the stage while they were performing “cherry bomb” making all nctzens go crazy, screaming their hearts out.

'Fluffing tease’ mark thought and stole some more glances from donghyuck like how he did in all of their performances they had that day. He knew this was donghyuck’s way to make mark jealous. Showing the whole world how fucking good looking he is. Like his solo dance part wasn’t enough…

Mark wasn’t a jealous type actually. People praising donghyuck was making him so happy and proud all the time. His heart was filling with joy whenever he heard nctzens’ screams at donghyuck’s parts. But this time was different. This time donghyuck did it on purpose to make mark jealous and mark knew it.


'So how did the concert go *winky emoji*’

'It was fine. Oh i took of my jacket’

'Oooh me likey *winky,flirtous emoji*’

'Ugh shut up it was too hot to wear that jacket in that weather’

'I bet weather wasn’t the only hot thing if u know what i mean *winky emoji* *winky emoji*’

“Oh boy stop it *winky emoji*’

"Who the hell is "lemonade boy” ?“

Donghyuck jumped in his chair when mark talked suddenly. He didn’t even notice mark was standing behind him.

"Oh my god mark i almost shat my pants what the hell ??”

Mark came to put his own jacket on donghyuck cause his back was so sweaty and mark didn’t want him to get sick.

“I said who the hell is lemonade boy ?”

Mark’s look was cold but his voice was even colder. Donghyuck gulped. He never saw mark that angry before.

“J-just a friend.”

“Just a friend ? He was flirting with you.”

“Y-yeah. So ?”

“So ?” Mark slammed his hand on the table and donghyuck almost fell from his chair cause what happened to the softie mark he knew ?

“Does that boy know you have a fucking boyfriend ??”

Donghyuck gasped “did you just curse ?”

“Answer me donghyuck!”

“H-he knows.”

Mark leaned back and shook his head, smiling so bitterly.

“And i was feeling guilty as fuck for making you sad. How stupid i am.”

“Mark no wait a second” donghyuck held onto his sleeve but mark shook his hand off

“What ? Do you wanna say that you are offically over me right to my face ? Do it then.”

“No i just-”

“You just what ?! I had been trying so hard to make up to you donghyuck. I tried everything and you just pushed me away. Now i can understand why.”

“No mark i-”

“Don’t. You don’t have to explain anything to me really. I wish you two will be so happy. Imma just go now. We can talk with hyungs to change the rooms later so you ca-”


“What ?”

“I…wanted to make you jealous so you can understand how i felt. I never talked with any other boy like that than you mark. I just changed jaemin’s name in my phone and told him to send me some flirtous messages so you will see them and get jealous then apologize and we will make up. Maybe with a kiss. i don’t know jaemin said kisses are great to erase the tension between couples.”

“………” mark just looked at donghyuck with a blank face

“Mark say something please. I’m so sorry. I just didn’t wanna lose you to that girl. Please i just-”

Mark pulled him into a hug and wrapped his arms around him tightly.

“Lee fucking donghyuck you did the most stupid thing you can ever do.”

“Y-you don’t hate me.”

“No. I can never.” Mark said and held donghyuck’s head softly, pulling him even closer if possible. “But you scared me so much hyuck. I was SO scared. I thought i lost you and thought you were secretly dating with another boy now.”

“I’m sorry mark. I really am. I know what i had done was so stupid. I was just…I…i love you so much okay ? Maybe too much. When i saw you kissed her hand i got so mad cause you are mine. Then you gave her your number and i got even more angry. And when i heard you talking with her on phone after our fight i thought you…you replaced me already. I just…never wanna lose you…and i just i felt so hopeless…i had to know you still care about me. I had to know okay ?! So i did something so fucking stupid. And now i regret everything cause i just turned into such a stupid lover and you probably don’t love me as much as you used to cause you saw my weakest side and i can understand if you wanna break up cause i had been really stu-”

Of course mark did the best thing to shut donghyuck up. Pulled away from the hug and pulled donghyuck by the back of his head to a kiss that blew donghyuck’s mind off. Donghyuck held onto mark’s shoulders to not melt away.

“W-why ?” Donghyuck whispered when they broke the kiss.

“Who said i don’t love you as much anymore ? Who said i wanna break up ?”

“Y-you talked with that girl. A-and i-i behaved so stupidly. So i thought-”

“I talked with her that’s true. But i called her to ask her to delete my number and never talk with me again. I told her my girlfriend got jealous and i can’t make the love of my life sad.”

“Girlfriend ?”

“I couldn’t say i have a boyfriend.”


“And about what you had done.”

Donghyuck looked up again when mark caressed his cheeks softly.

“Yes it was unnecessary. Yes It got me so mad. Yes it was our biggest and hopefully last fight ever. But i don’t regret it. We both made some mistakes. And we learnt from those mistakes. I shouldn’t have give her my number in the first place. I thought she just wanted to be friends. And you. You shouldn’t overreact like that. I’m not saying you shouldn’t be jealous. But you shouldn’t have overreact hyuck.”

“I know…”

“Look donghyuck. I love you. I love you so much with all of my heart. You know you are my first love and will be the last.”

“You can’t be sure. We are both still so young.”

“True. But i’m sure. And let me finish my god damn sentence for once.”

Donghyuck chuckled at mark’s chest. “Okay”

“I love you. And i can understand how you felt when you saw me with someone else. And i’m sorry for making you sad. I just want to go back to how we were before. Make jokes about my hair again. Roast me again. Be the little devil that i love so much with all of my heart.”

“I’m sorry too. I shouldn’t overreact. I should’ve trust you. I…i love you.”

Mark pulled donghyuck to his chest again “can we go back to before all of this mess ?”

Donghyuck nodded.

“Good."mark said and smiled at him sweetly. "Oh by the way tell jaemin that i will pretty much kill him when he came back.”

“Oh my god mark ple-”

Mark pecked donghyuck’s lips and winked “no one can flirt with my boyfriend”


“Did you guys made up already ?”


“Did you kiss ?”


“See ? I told you. Kissing erase the tension.”

“Na jaemin i swear to god”

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jin 36

Prompt: “You never told me you had a fucking twin.” + Seokjin

Words: 254

Warnings: fluff + humor

Description: You should’ve told Jin that you had a fucking twin. 🤷‍♀️


“What the fuck, Jin?” You asked your boyfriend as he stood in front of you, a confused look on his face.

“Y/n, don’t even. This isn’t my fault.” Jin tells you.

“How is it not your fault? Who’s fault is it? Mine? You flirted with my sister.” You told him.

“You never told me you had a fucking twin.” Jin says. “So what?” You ask. You weren’t really mad at him, you just wanted a reaction.

“I thought she was you. That’s not my fault.” He defends himself.

“It’s is your fault! How could you not tell that it wasn’t me?” You ask.

“You’re identical!” Jin points out.

“Okay, but we don’t look that much alike. She has a beauty mark under her eye. I don’t. You could’ve told the difference.” You explained.

“Y/n, we’re not going to argue about this. I made a mistake and I’m sorry.” He chuckles.

“This is funny?” You asked, trying to hold back your laugh. This was, in all honesty, a very funny situation.

“Yes, it’s funny.” Jin laughs. “I guess I shouldn’t come to any family dinners at your house, right? Your sister probably thinks I’m weird now.”

“It’s fine. She’ll get over it.” You assured him.

Jin nodded and went to speak again, but you cut him off.

“But I swear to god, Kim Seokjin if you ever flirt with a girl that isn’t me, I will kick you somewhere you do not want to be kicked.” You threatened.

Jin chuckled once again. “As long as you don’t tell me you have a triplet.”

  • Milford: Oh boy, here she comes. Oh Sportacus, I am so nervous!
  • Sportacus: Don't worry, Mayor. I'm sure you'll do just fine. You can do this. Maybe she'll be interested in you. But you'll never know until you try.
  • Bessie: *calling* Oh MILFOOOORD!
  • Sportacus: Now get out there!
  • Milford: *Clears his throat* M-Miss Busybody.
  • Bessie: Oh THERE you are, Milford.
  • Milford: *sweats* H-has anyone told you that your hair looks like soft serve?
  • Bessie:
  • Milford: I-I want in on that-
  • Bessie:
  • Sportacus, thinking: "Oh my God, ..he's so BAD at this"

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so one day I got to kmart and I'm just having a good old time as one does at kmart, and I go to the checkout and there's this really cute person ahead of me and our items kind of got mixed up because I forgot to put a divider down so we had like a little flirting going on and it was great but then I got home looked in the mirror and the BIGGEST fucking booger was suspended in the middle of my nose by my nose hair and I can't go back to kmart anymore

and that booger’s name….was albert einstein

         look what we have here, your resident flaming homosexual JJ  eunbyul. i was lacking muse for mijin and jungwon, especially mijin but i can’t leave you guys just yet ! you can’t get rid of me that easily. so here is a new child, bang eunbyul, who is a greasy flirt and can recite korean law in her sleep. like this to plot and i’ll throw her at you. beware of horrible puns and pickup lines.

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Quit Staring

Summary: Tom won’t quit staring. (lol)

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Word Count: 638

A/N: Lots of floof and flirting, hope you enjoyyyyyy

Originally posted by thomashclland

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So I’ve had this idea for some superhero lesbian romcom type story that I dont have the skills or focus to really develop but man do I want it.

Main POV is on the hero character. She’s terse and high strung in that vulcan “im calm and collected and cool outside but eternally screaming on the inside” way. Overthinks Everything.

Her main nemesis is some catwoman style jewelry thief who GLEEFULLY lives up the “ridiculous sexy villain” aesthetic. She’s gonna be comfortable but that doesnt mean she aint gonna look GOOD because these tiddies DESERVE to be appreciated via a cleavage window.

This is almost entirely why the hero has dubbed this mostly harmless thief as her nemesis like who fucking does that some of us are trying to do respectable work while she goes around feeding into EVERY sexy cliche I hate it so much I keep this picture of her to remind me of how much she annoys me and sleep with it every night.

Anyway. Hero one day sees her Nemesis in a mundane setting like at work or a coffeeshop and recognizes her INSTANTLY (reason 3 she’s annoying: actually thinks a dainty black eyemask is a DISGUISE)

Hero is like “hooollllyyy shit holy shit it’s her jfc she is FOLLOWING ME she’s trying to PSYCHE ME OUT!! Well ill show her im gonna go over and pass some hints that im on to her shit!!”

Goes over and is bamboozled when Nemesis is just all “oh hey i was wondering when you’d stop staring and come talk to me ;)” and next thing she knows theyre sitting down and having coffee together and then it hits her.

Not only did Nemesis not recognize her (of course she didnt because SOME OF US know how to do a disguise with voice changers and all) but she is now on a date. It’s a good date. Nemesis is flirty and cute and oh no she runs a charity organization for street kids fuck thats where the money all goes oh no oh fuck

And then dates?????? keep happening??????????? but moonlight chases across the city also keep happening????? Hero is Very Confused and Conflicted and it’s a constant hilarious comedy of errors of her almost coming clean on who she is then chickening out and in a constanr state of lowkey existential crisis.

All leads up to some scene where theyre doing the Hero and Villain thing and Hero cant stop from flirting hardcore and laying it on thick (bc she is now starting to warm up to this whole catsuit and titty window look she sees the benefits)

Only to have Nemesis go “oh honey thats sweet but im not gonna let you off easy for it. Also I have a girlfriend anyway”

Cue another lowkey existential crisis of being stuck between “I JUST GOT FUCKIN REJECTED BY MY OWN GIRLFRIEND????!?” And “holy shit she called me her girlfriend and turns down people for me oh my god ❤❤”

Plot twist: when she finally comes clean over breakfast Nemesis is like “oh thank god i was wondering when you’d say something because pretending I didnt know was getting too old to be fun anymore, like I caught on around our third date, anyway you want some more pancakes?”

Just Business, No Pleasure

Warnings: SMUT (Ages 18+)

Summary: You and Bucky have been successfully keeping your relationship a secret for a while now. However, you’re not so sure how much longer you can take it once he’s assigned the job of seducing another woman on a mission.

Word Count: 4.6k (I’m so sorry)


Originally posted by ohhseby

“—this is the target’s wife, Lucille. She was dumb enough to marry him and he was dumb enough to think she’d be faithful. Barnes, I want you to go about seducing her. Y’know, the typical ‘40s charm: court her, woo her, whisper sweet nothings; the whole shebang.” Your blood went cold at Tony’s words, not even daring to look at Bucky across the conference room table. “Most of us will be stationed around the gala with our comms on, but some of us are gonna stay back here and monitor the situation through security camera footage.”

“Why am I the one doing the seducing? Don’t you think this—” Bucky started, pointing to his vibranium arm, “—will be a bit of a dead giveaway that I’m not just some random suitor?” he asked, his unimpressed tone clearly challenging Tony and, although you still didn’t dare to look at him, you knew his countenance matched his voice.

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Say That Again

Summary: Soulmate AU. Everyone hears a key word or phrase in their head from their soulmate, something only heard in person when the moment is right.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 2,543

Warnings: language, self-consciousness, fluff, that’s basically it

A/N: This is my submission for the lovely wonderful talented @bladebarnes’ 2k Celebration Challenge. My prompt was 35. quote: “Say that again.” I saw Baby Driver recently and couldn’t get the diner thing out of my head.

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When I was 18 and just left school I worked the restsurant and bar of a golf club for six months. It was my first proper job and a good one too, if only for the club members. These were middle aged to elderly men who spent all day in the clubhouse drinking beer from 10am to get away from their wives, and they LOVED harassing the female staff.

However, the one time I got so disgusted I wanted to punch one in the face involved another co-worker. She was just 15, she got the job because she’s the manager’s niece but she was a sweet girl and willing to learn. Problem was she didn’t know how to deal with the members. I recall vividly seeing her standing by a table in the restaurant with two men in their 70s, mercilessly teasing and flirting at her. She caught sight of me and gave me a look that screamed “HELP”. I called her back to the bar like I had a task for her to do but then one of those bastards grabbed her arm and stopped her. By the time I’d marched over there she was barely fighting back tears, I took her away and told them politely but firmly that they had to stop, that she was 15, that they were upsetting her.

And you know what they did? They LAUGHED.

Old men, I can’t imagine how sad and sick and entitled you must be that you think harassing a little girl until she cries is funny, but I hope the grave swallowed you up before you got another chance.

And let me just add for everyone’s benefit, you should NEVER touch your server, unless you’re their close friend or family. Whether they’re the same gender, opposite gender, younger, older, whatever. Even if you don’t mean anything by it, if you’re just trying to be nice, DON’T. It’s unprofessional, we are working, we don’t want physical contact with you.

SF!Paps x Reader Fluff

Raffle Winner One-shot
For @artsietango
SFW SF!Paps x Reader smooch/ confession

Papyrus came in every day, like clockwork, and ordered a shot of whiskey and a bottle of barbecue sauce.  

You’d been working at Muffet’s for several months now, and despite the fact that it was monster-run (and that the job had taken you a considerable amount of courage to accept with your arachnophobia), your presence as a human had helped draw a more diverse crowd.  Muffet mixed the drinks with a deft, practiced speed that only someone with three sets of arms could possess, while you carried a platter of drinks from table to table, and numerous little spiders took pastries and burgers to customers from a network of webs in the top of the tavern.  

And every day since you started, Papyrus would walk in and sit at the same seat in the same booth and order the same thing.  

You slide the barbecue sauce to him as you pass his table and wink.  Papyrus usually chuckles and calls you saucy, but this time, he doesn’t even acknowledge you.  He’s got his hood pulled up, and he’s looking down at the table, his usual laid-back grin pulled into a grim line.  The expression startles you enough that you falter in your steps and cause the tray to unbalance, a few drinks sliding along the edge of your platter.  Hurriedly, you correct yourself before they spill and keep going, but you’re distracted as you distribute your orders.

What was wrong with him?

By the time you make it back around to his table, he’s already got two empty shot glasses in front of him, and three spiders are bringing a third glass down the web.  "Hey, Rus.  You didn’t even say hi to me,“ you state lightly, trying to rib him into a response.

His phalanges close around the shot glass, and he shrugs lightly.  His posture’s slouched, with his elbows on the table.  "hey.  sorry,” he mutters, holding up the whiskey to stare unseeingly at it.  

“You’re really pounding them back,” you observe, trying to tread lightly.  Usually, your friend is full of jokes and flirtatious remarks.  You’ve never seen him in a mood this sullen.

He hums, though the sound is nearly lost in the music playing from the jukebox.  "jus’ needed somethin’ to whiskey me away for a bit,“ he murmurs, before taking the shot.  He chases it with a swig of barbecue sauce, straight from the bottle.  You’ve never understood the appeal, and it doesn’t seem to be a monster thing.  But it’s definitely a Rus thing.

“Wanna talk about it?”

He finally turns his head to look at you, his orange eyelights shifting along your body, up to your face.  When his gaze locks with yours, you see resignation flash through his expression, before it hardens.  "actually, yeah, i–“

"Hey!  You!  Can I get my drinks here or what?”

You turn to face a group of humans sitting at the booth across from Papyrus’s.  They look like a rowdy crew to you, but you know you have to keep your smile on your face when you address them if you want to keep them placated.  "I’ll be with you in just a moment,“ you insist in your Professional Voice, which only makes another one of the men sigh.

"We’ve been waiting forever, but those creepy spiders aren’t coming!”

Ugh.  You turn toward Papyrus, but he’s already shaking his head and taking another gulp of his barbecue sauce.  "work’s callin’ you,“ he states the obvious.

He’s right.  If it wasn’t a Friday night, you’d have a better chance of being able to sit and talk to him.  "I’ll be right back,” you promise with a sigh, before turning and going to collect the human group’s order from the bar.  

When you reach the humans, you place your platter on the edge of their table to balance it.  "Okay, so who ordered what?“

One of the men grins.  "Why don'tcha guess?”

You really don’t have time for this.  "I really don’t know.  Did you have the bourbon and coke?“

The group laughs; apparently, you got it wrong.  

One of the man’s buddies leans in.  "What kind of drink do you like, babe?”  His eyes flick up and down your body.  "Sex on the beach?“

Ugh.  Keep your smile on your face; you’re representing the entire establishment when you serve someone.  Muffet taught you that–and if the customers decided to leave, your pay would end up docked.  The spider monster happened to be fiercely competitive, likely because of the bakery that had opened up across the street.  Apparently, Muffet and Grillby had some sort of bad history Underground. 

You laugh without any feeling behind it and shake your head.  "So you must be the one that ordered the Screwdriver,” you state tightly, moving the drink in front of him.  The others laugh, and you take a moment to cut your gaze toward Papyrus’s booth.  He’s staring at you directly, another empty shot glass in front of him, his expression blank and unreadable.  It’s difficult to even see his eyelights within his sockets at this point.  

This is taking too long.

“And you must have the Magic Night,” you guess randomly, sliding one of the cocktails with magic liquor in front of another human.  It crackles and fizzles, swirling with purples and reds.  

“So what’re you doing after work?  I can show you a real magic night,” the human states with a smirk and a brow wag, while his buddies laugh and shout exaggerated ’Oooohhh!’s

Your smile tightens.  "I doubt that,“ you shoot back before you can stop yourself, which wipes the smirk right off his face and causes the others to shove him with more exaggerated shouts.  They’re obviously already drunk.  

"Ouch.  Well, I could at least buy you one,” the man offers, holding up his magic cocktail for emphasis.  

“I’m sorry, but I–”  you glance back toward Papyrus… only to spot him walking out of the bar.  Your heart sinks, and you start unloading the rest of the drinks randomly onto the table.  "I have to go.“

You rush toward the front doors, calling out to the bouncer (a hamster monster in a leather, studded jacket), "I’m taking my break!”

You burst through the doors and spot Papyrus leaning against the building, a lit dog treat between his teeth.  Purple smoke curls around his face, and your steps begin to slow as you approach.  "Rus, I thought you wanted to talk.“  Your voice is slightly shaky.

"ya seemed busy tonight,” he replies with a shrug, holding the dog treat between his index and middle phalanges.  “’sides, it’s nothin’ really.”

Your chest clenches; you hate seeing him like this, so unlike the grinning pun-master you’ve come to befriend… and have a huge crush on.  Tentatively, you reach out and place your hand on his arm, gripping the thick fabric of his jacket.  His eyelights shift down to your fingers, staring at them, and you begin to feel self-conscious.  Usually, he’s all about physical contact and casual touches.  

“It doesn’t look like nothing to me, Rus.”

He flicks ashes on the sidewalk.  Standing outside, this close, you could smell just how heavily the alcohol is clinging to him.  It’s obvious now that he had been drinking before he even came to Muffet’s.  “jus’ somethin’ m’lord said to me today that’s been on my mind.”

You relax slightly.  You’re getting somewhere now.  “What did Sans say?”

Papyrus shrugs the opposite shoulder.  “it’s busy in there.  you should be gettin’ back.”

“No,” you blurt, hard enough that his gaze immediately flies to your face.  You know that your expression has hardened, your grip on his jacket tightening with your resolve.  “They can wait.  I don’t care.”

There’s an instant where his gaze searches yours for something, but you’re not sure what he’s hoping to find.  Then, he rather abruptly snags your waist with his arm and twists around the corner of the building, reversing your positions so that your back’s against the brick and he’s got one arm above your head, supporting his weight as he looms over you.  The alley is dark enough that you can see his orange eyelights clearly glowing in their dark sockets, and you can smell a mixture of alcohol and smoky barbecue permeating from his breath.  

Instantly, your breath catches in your throat.  His arm is still around your waist, trapped between your back and the wall, and now both of your hands are fisted in the front of his jacket.  

“but you care about me?”  

The query catches you by surprise enough that you forgot the last sentence that you had said, instead wondering if he’d somehow picked up on your crush.  Your face flushes hot, but you hold his gaze, taking in the sight of his sardonic smirk.  It wasn’t his usual flirtatious one–no, this one looked off, almost cruel.  Was he mocking your feelings?

Or mocking the possibility?

“Of course I do, Rus,” you evenly reply, lifting your chin ever-so-slightly.  A challenge.  “If something’s bothering you, then it’s bothering me, too.”

That seems to catch him off-guard; the smirk fades around the edges, the sides of his teeth twitching.  “heh, you sure ya wanna know?”

“Papyrus.”  Your hand moves up to cup his cheekbone as you say his full name, and his eyelights seem to glow even brighter.  His face tilts into your palm.  “Just talk to me.  Please.”

“ok.”  He sucks in a breath.  His fingers have wiggled beneath the hem of your shirt to trace idle patterns across your skin.  It’s not the first time he’s done this during your flirtatious moments, but it feels so much more intimate in this moment.  “humans and monsters really don’t mix in the long run, ya’know?”  You blink, sucking in a breath to refute him, but Papyrus shakes your hand off his cheek and continues.  “’specially skeleton monsters.  we’re a buncha bones, like a zombie or some kinda halloween decoration.  so why would a human want to be with a spooky skeleton when they could have their pick of any normal human out there?”  He shrugs, his fingers pressing into your skin, feeling the spinous processes of your spine.  “it jus’ sucks.”

His gaze focuses on yours, and he leans in closer, his face only a few inches from yours.  

“‘specially since there’s a human i’m really attached to.  i could probably get ‘em to jump my bones if i tried hard enough, sure, but… they’re not that kinda person.  they deserve better than that.”

His smirk has completely faded, and you feel your heart bottom-out into your stomach.  You’re looking at him with wide eyes, slowly processing the implications.  Your hand’s even still hovering near his face.  He starts to shake his head slightly and pull back, but you grip onto the front of his jacket again and stop him from moving away.  


He freezes, his hand at your back stilling.  You’ve never been the one to make the first move, but dammit, you can’t let this opportunity go to waste.  You tug sharply on the front of his jacket and lean away from the wall at the same time, pressing your lips to his teeth.  He’s completely caught off-guard and stumbles back a step (okay, maybe you put a little too much momentum into the kiss when you pushed away from the wall–whoops), but his arm immediately tightens around your waist, pulling you close against his chest.  You try to put all of your reassurances, all of your feelings for him, into that kiss.  

And then you pull away, your face burning and your lips numb from the tingle of his teeth.  He smirks suddenly, and it’s finally a smirk you recognize on his features–teasing and confident.  “hey, ya’know what they say ‘bout assumin’, dont’cha?”

Oh shit.

Your heart drops.  You begin to backpedal.  “Shit, shit, sorry, I–”

Papyrus starts to chuckle, backing you against the wall again.  His forehead touches yours.  “darlin’, you’re adorable when you’re flustered, ya know that?  ‘course i was talkin’ about you.”

You groan.  Your heart’s hammering in your chest.  “Ha, ha.  Why don’t you stop talking and put your money where your mouth is.”

“ah, so you’re jus’ tryin’ to get tips from your best customer.  i see what that kiss was about now.”

Your arm winds around his neck, and you kiss him straight on the smirk.  He holds onto you tighter, forcing your back to arch away from the wall, pulling your body flush with his.  The sweater he always wears is too thick for you to feel his bones, but your fingers play with the ridges of his neck, and you feel his teeth part your lips.  Something slips into your mouth, warm and crackling with electric magic, and you realize it’s his tongue.  It’s not the first time you’ve seen it, but you never knew it would feel that amazing.  Your body feels hot and tingly, and your heart is pounding so forcefully against your sternum that you’re certain he can feel it, too.  

You’re drunk off his kiss–or maybe just the lingering taste of whiskey in his mouth.  You suddenly remember just how drunk he is and pull back.  His mouth immediately moves to your neck, his orange tongue sliding down your skin, sending delightful tingles straight to your chest.  Your fingernails involuntarily scrape his vertebrae, and he groans.  

“Rus.  Rus, wait.  Were you drinking because Sans said something about me not wanting a monster?”

He pauses, his tongue receding so that only his teeth rested against the juncture of your shoulder and neck.  “eh–somethin’ like that.”  He shrugged, but didn’t move away from you.  “not like it isn’t the truth, i jus’…”  He trails off, obviously trying to censor himself despite his filter being partially down from the booze.  

“It’s not true.  What, you think I just want a quickie in the alley?”

“heh, ya mean this isn’t you just throwin’ me a bone?”  He lifts his head enough to smirk again.  

“Nope.  I like you, Rus.  I’d like to give the whole dating thing a try, if that’s something you’d want.”  

Good lord, you’ve never been this direct before–but after his admissions, you feel like it’s necessary to spell it out.  

“ok.  i’ll be your bonefriend,” he agrees, his smirk turning shit-eating.  You shake your head, laughing.  It always comes so easy when you’re around him.  

“Great.  Now that this is settled, wanna come back inside?  My break’s been over for a while now.”

“sure, i could go for another drink or two.”  He finally steps away, letting you step out of the alley on wobbly legs.  Just like that, everything between you both had changed.  It felt different, putting a label on the mutual feelings you shared, as if everyone could see the charge between both of you now.  

Your face is still blood-red when you re-enter Muffet’s, and you feel the eyes of the booth-ful of humans land on you again.  Papyrus instantly slips his arm around your shoulders, narrowing his gaze on them.  You remember the way he had looked through you while they flirted with you, the way he had obviously been thinking about what his brother said earlier, that you would end up with another human.  

And you turn and rock up on the balls of your feet to press a kiss to his cheekbone.  It actually lights up a soft orange, his eyesockets widening at the brazen display of affection.  

“I’m all yours,” you reassure him, before you step out of his possessive hold so that you can continue your shift.  

He chuckles, his usual lazy smirk more tender than usual.  

“darlin’, that’s my line.” 

(* Mobile Imagine Masterlist  )

I have but one hope for the 13th Doctor: Don’t make her a sexualised ‘flirt with all the boys’ character just because she’s a woman now.

Keep the Doctor as the alien bastion of weird almost-asexual ‘otherness’ that they’ve always been.

Like, have guys oggle her but she just doesn’t even notice or give a shit. Have her completely non-plussed about how anything is different now she’s a woman and not a bloke.

Like how in series 8, the 12th Doctor didn’t even seem to notice that he wasn’t a young-looking guy any more. Have it be that. Like, yes she’s a woman now but for her literally nothing has changed and react accordingly to the way she’s now perceived vs how she used to be.