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A very important compilation.

i have some thoughts about this photo that is apparently from josh’s twitter. these are my thoughts: hunk looks terrified, lance looks overjoyed, and keith just looks bored?? what is going ON in that movie

Come Back to Me (Part Three)

Fandom: Marvel
Ship: Peter Parker x Reader
Requested: No
Genre: Neutral
Warnings: Mention of sickness but nothing severe
Part One Part Two Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven Part Eight Part Nine Part Ten

Originally posted by stallingdemons

“(Y/N). Hey, (Y/N). (Y/N)!” 

You jolted in your seat, looking around frantically as you were awoken from your half-asleep state. You noticed you were in class—asleep, nonetheless, something you’d never do—and when you turned to your right, you were greeted with two pair of eyes looking at you. One was amused and the other concerned.

“Oh,” you whispered groggily, clearing your throat and rubbing your eyes. You looked to the front of the classroom where the teacher was still teaching, and you sighed a breath of relief when you realized she didn’t seem to notice you dozing off. You looked back to your side where Peter and Ned sat. “Hey, guys.”

“Are you feeling okay?” Peter asked with furrowed eyebrows, pressing his hand to your forehead to check for a fever.

Your heart sped up in your chest, still not used to the touch of his skin against yours. Since the night two months ago when you had wiped the water from his chin and awkward air ensued, you had noticed Peter had been touching you more. Only in small, subtle ways, like leaning against you when you sat together, or swinging his arm around your shoulder when the two of you walked next to each other. And you couldn’t get used to it. You didn’t think you would ever get used to it.

And of course, the casual touches didn’t help with your still-growing feelings for your best friend. And you were still sure you could never tell him.

“I’m fine, I’m fine,” you said quietly, not wanting to attract the teacher’s attention, and pushed his hand from your head. “Just tired.”

You scanned his body, looking for injuries. You were relieved to see Peter here and well, but you couldn’t help but be slightly angry at him for not messaging you last night that he wasn’t going to come over. You had stayed up all night, waiting anxiously for his knock on the window or at least for a call, but neither came. You watched the news, checking every channel you could think of, but there were no bad reports about Spiderman, nor good reports. There were no reports, which concerned you even more. You texted his phone and called and left voicemails, but with no response. For all you could’ve known, he was dead.

You had gotten no sleep over this boy, sick to your stomach thinking of every possibility as to why he wasn’t responding, and here he was now, in school, asking you if ‘you were okay.’

No, Peter, you weren’t okay.

“I’m okay, really! Don’t worry about me,” you smiled, lying through your teeth, but you didn’t think he noticed.

“I always worry about you,” he said in response, but he turned his face towards the front of the classroom before he could see your shock-stricken expression.

You looked towards the teacher as well, hiding your grin behind your hair. He worried about you. Always. Those weren’t words that Peter threw around lightly, but he seemed to say them a lot to you. But still, you wouldn’t let those words distract you from your hidden anger. You poked his arm to attract his attention, and he looked at you with raised eyebrows.

“Where were you last night?” You whispered under your breath to him, making sure no one else could hear you. 

“Oh, yeah, sorry I didn’t text. May has the flu and I stayed in to take care of her,” he said, and you sighed heavily. You couldn’t blame him for being a good nephew.

“Oh, okay. Just, let me know next time, okay?” You responded, and he nodded immediately.

The two of you actually paid attention to the teacher for a few minutes before you felt a nudge to your arm. You looked over at Peter to see him staring at you. “What?” 

“Were you worried about me?” 

You looked at him with wide eyes. “I- uh, what?”

“Last night,” he elaborated. “Were you worried when I didn’t show up?”

“Um,” you tried to articulate an answer to his question in your head, and you tried to think of ways to lie or joke your way out of this and say no, of course I wasn’t worried, but nothing came to mind. So you went with the truth. “Yeah, I was worried,” you chuckled nervously. “I didn’t know if you were dead or if you were trapped somewhere or- I just didn’t know if you were okay. But you’re here now, so.”

You looked down at your desk, red dusted on your cheeks. 

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-”

“Don’t apologize,” you interrupted him and glanced back towards him. “It’s okay, really. Like I said, just let me know next time, okay?”

Peter hesitated. He stared at you for a few seconds, analyzing your face, almost as if he was trying to find something. “Yeah, I will.”

You nodded in return. So did he. The two of you began to listen to the teacher again. 

But what you didn’t notice, was how Peter’s gaze lingered on your face when you looked away, and he smiled softly. 

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Let me know what you guys think of this one! I’m not sure if I should make a part four, so pretty please tell me if you’d like another part! Thank you for the amazing response I’ve gotten from the first two parts, it means so much to me!! Feedback is always welcome and requests are open :)

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I did this just for fun~ and without context (tbh for the hell of it ) What more could i say? I hope that you liked! you can take this like a breath (?) after the last update.  \(;-;)/ 
Oh! and by the way, this is a small collab with incorrect19days of this post.

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6x16|| The five times Harvey Specter tries to move Heaven & Earth for Mike Ross and the one time he does.

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Damon x Reader

Requested By Anon

Thank you @justfangstvdto for the Kai gif (and the advice on how to write him)


You frowned as Damon lent in and smirked at the girl he was flirting with at the bar. You tried hard to ignore the jealous feeling or the fact that he glanced your way but you found your fists clenching and you pushed away from the bar.

“Hows my favourite housemate?” Stefan teased when you dawdled home and slammed the front door.

“Fine.” You snapped and he cocked his head.

“Didn’t you go to the bar with Damon?” He asked knowing your bad mood was because of his brother.

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Don’t Say Anything (part 4)

Summary: You finally decide to tell Bucky that you’ve been in love with him since the day you met but what happens when you walk in on him with a girl? And not just any girl; Natasha.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: ye good ol’ angst

A/N: Welpsssss ‘Don’t Say Anything’ won over ‘Tainted Love’ I’m sooorrryyyyyy. Anyways, I hope ya enjoy! Will edit lateeerrrrr


Two weeks have flown by since the day at the zoo and you’ve kept your distance from both Bucky and Nat. You didn’t completely shut them out, just anytime they wanted to do something with you, you’d make up some believable excuse.

You spent most of your time in your room being a depressed fish, the other members of the team coming to check up on you every now and then. It sucked. Why must feelings exist?

“Hey kiddo,” you can hear Tony say from the other side of the door.

“Come in.” you sigh, laying on your side, wrapped up like a burrito. You feel like trash and you look like trash.

The door opens and Tony frowns. “Dinners ready. You’re eating with us. I won’t take no for an answer.”

“But-”

“I won’t take no for an answer.” he repeats.

You sigh. “Why do you hate me so much.”

“I don’t hate you, I love you which is why I’m making you come out and eat with us.” he gives you a small smile. “Come on, I’m tired of seeing you so sad. You hardly come out of your room now, what’s going on?”

He shuts the door and sits down on the floor in front of you.

“Nothing.”

“If it wasn’t nothing I wouldn’t be sitting in here with you right now, so tell me.”

“I just - I don’t want to talk about it.” you shut your eyes. “Please don’t make me talk about it.”

The last part came out as a whimper and it made Tony frown even more. He moved the blanket from your head and threaded his fingers into your hair. “I won’t make you talk about it. But just know that I’m here if you want to talk. I won’t judge you or anything.”

You hum as he scratched your head softly. “You’re such a dad.”

Tony chuckled. “A good looking dad, right?”

“You wish.” you scoffed.

Tony smiled and stood up from the floor, removing his hand from your head in the process and causing you to open your eyes. “Come on, I’ll even serve you your plate.”

“Is this a trick?” you question.

“I know, I know, I’m actually being nice for once, call the police.” he playfully rolled his eyes. You laugh and sit up, wrapping your little blanket over your head. You follow Tony into the kitchen where everyone was, talking and what not. No one had sat down at the table yet so you make your way over to a chair and sit down, clutching your blanket tighter to your body.

Bucky and Natasha were sitting on the couch only a few feet away, sitting ever so close to each other. You wanted to go back to your room. You wanted to be anywhere but here - anywhere as long as those two weren’t there. Your heart was broken enough.

“Alright you little assholes, come sit down, dinners ready!” Sam announced. Bucky and Nat look over their shoulders and when Bucky sees you he stands up, quickly making his way over to you to claim the seat beside you. You don’t look at him. You can’t. But you know he’s looking at you.

Natasha sits down in front of you and you want to melt into a puddle. How are you supposed to survive this dinner with Bucky next to you and Natasha in front of you? Does the world really hate you that much?

You watch everyone serve themselves, talking about god knows what, you’re tuning everyone out. You just want to get this over and done with so that you can go back to your room and wrap yourself up into a burrito again. Tony places a plate in front of you, telling you to eat and you sigh.

While everyone seemed to be engaged in a conversation about something, you stay quiet, eating your food. As if the gods above didn’t want it to go that way, Bucky leans in towards you.

“What’s going on, baby doll?” he says for only you to hear.

“Nothing, why?” you respond, continuing to pick at your food.

“I feel like I haven’t seen you in weeks, Y/N. Are you purposely ignoring me?”

“I’ve been busy, James.” you sigh.

“So you are ignoring.” he nods. “That’s just great.”

You roll your eyes. “Not everything is about you, Bucky.”

“It’s the guy huh? The one you like?”

He’s looking at you and god do you want to look at him too. But you can’t or else you’ll break down and you can’t break down. Not in front of everyone. Not during dinner.

Bucky scoffed. “I can’t believe you’re still sulking about this asshole, Y/N.”

“You don’t understand, Bucky.” you try to remain calm. “I’ve liked this guy for years. It’s gonna take a while till I’m over him.”

“Will you just tell me who he is? I just wanna talk to him.” he says and you shut your eyes.

“Can we just not talk about it, please?” again, you whimper. Bucky feels a bit of anger towards this guy.

“Alright, we won’t talk about it, for now.” he nods. “On another note, Nat and I have an announcement.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah so say tuned.” he then cleared his throat. “Guys, Nat and I have something to say.” and it was quiet. They all looked at Bucky, waiting for him to go on. He looks at Nat and smiles. “We wanted to tell you guys when we were all together.” Bucky licks his lips. “Nat and I are dating.”

And just like that, you lost all hope. You felt sick. You didn’t want to be there anymore. You didn’t want to be that close to Bucky or that close to Natasha. Congratulations went around as well as “finally!” and you felt even more sick.

You quickly stand up, grabbing everyone’s attention before muttering something about not feeling good. Without waiting for a response from someone, you make a beeline for your room, shutting the door and rushing into the bathroom. You hold onto the sides of the sink and breathe. In and out, in and out. You splash some water on your face and take a deep breath.

You should have just stayed in your room. Why didn’t you just stay in your room? You can’t get hurt in your room, your room loves you. Chewing on your bottom lip, you exit the bathroom, being startled by Wanda who was sitting down on your bed.

“Shit Wanda, you scared me.” you breathe out, clutching your chest. “What are you doing here?”

“It’s Bucky.” she says. Your blood runs cold.

“Wh-What?”

“The guy you like, it’s Bucky.” she spoke and your eyes swell with tears.

“How did you find out?”

Wanda stands up. “Please don’t be mad at me.” she says. “After you ran off, I knew something was wrong. I hate seeing you so sad and broken, Y/N. You’re my best friend. So I.. Listened in on your thoughts.”

“That’s an invasion of my privacy, Wanda!” your tears fall from your eyes.

“I know but I wasn’t going to sit around and watch you be sad, Y/N. You were never going to tell me any of this. I want to help because I hate seeing you sad.” she responds. Your lip quivers.

“I don’t know what to do.” you cry, eyes blurring with tears. Wanda engulfs you. “Why am I not good enough? Is there something wrong with me? Am I not attractive? I’ve been there for him since day one, Wanda. I thought he liked me, at least a little bit. But of course, he likes Nat. Everyone does. I was so stupid to think that-”

“Hey, hey, hey, don’t talk like that.” she tells you. “Don’t do this to yourself, Y/N. Don’t put yourself down. There’s someone out there who’s dying to be with you, you just have to wait it out. Don’t let this affect the rest of your life.”

You hold back a sob. “I hate feeling this way. Everything hurts.”

“I know.” she sighs, rubbing your back. “I know.”

The two of you stay like that for a bit while you calm down. It seems like all you’ve been doing is crying. You hate it. Suddenly your door opens, standing there is Bucky, a worried look etched on his face.


A/N: I know these parts are really short but just bear with me okay? Anyways, tell me what ya think.

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