look out for these jerks

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Playing with a lazer and a cat – Voltron level

WELL, @klanced made me do this sketch ; and then @loveanimationfan came up with this idea and…

Here is the Lance & Blue comic I promised !
Omg I spent way too much time on this …
I really LOVE to draw Lance & Blue <3 My fav paladin & Lion.
(And yes, Paladins playing with their lions would be the cutest thing.)
(I will definitely draw more lion stuff.)

[ 00 - 01 - … - Halloween special - christmas special ]

I love that my entire dash is debates over exotic animals now because of that one post about uncommon pets.

Like yeah I won’t deny that there are lots of people who can adequately keep a possum or a fox or a wolfdog, but for every one person who can there’s eleven people who think they can and then fail miserably.

I hesitate to call them “pets” because to me a pet is a fully domestic animal that is fully adapted to life in human care. It tames easily because that’s its default state. Alternatively, it isn’t dangerous by nature and can easily be segued into a home without painfully disrupting either the animal or the human. So a dog or cat or nonvenomous reptile would easily fit the definition of pet, where a parrot or a puma would not.

I wouldn’t go so far as to say a large or dangerous exotic can never be kept in private hands, but the amount of research, money, experience needed, time investment and legal arbitration would make successful ownership impossible for the average pet owner. Keeping a wolf or a puma isn’t so much keeping a pet as it is a total lifestyle overhaul. You now own a zoo, and you need to conduct your property as a zoo, make sure you have the right permits and the right vet, a safe enclosure, and everything else that comes with running one.

The biggest issue is that so many people who want an opossum or a fox have almost no experience dealing with difficult animals or exotics, they want one because they saw it online (or in the case of sugar gliders, because they saw them at the mall when that awful fucking Pocket Pets mill breeder was there peddling them as an easy pet like a hamster)

The majority of people who say “I want one” to a video of a pet wolf just… have no idea, lol. A good exotic breeder wouldn’t sell to someone like that in the first place, but there are as many jerks out there looking to make a buck as there are gullible rubes to be taken in.

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female awesome meme:  [1/7] female characters who deserve better:
Caitlin Snow

I was so focused on not hurting you as Killer Frost that I forgot I could hurt you as Caitlin Snow. And for that, I’m very sorry.

Sinner’s Prayer

Pairing: Danisnotonfire & AmazingPhil (Phan)

Genre: Smut, Religious!Dan, Bamph!Phil, slight/daddy!kink

Word Count: 6500

Warnings: Explicit Language, Reference to Church, Bullying. 

Summary: Dan is just a freshman in high school. He follows all the rules and even goes to Mass every Sunday because that’s what good boys do. But Dan’s nature to do everything that he is told, seems to attract a certain kind of ruthless older boy; one who’s only desire is to spoil Dan’s innocence. 

Author’s Note: To clear up all the confusion, I say pants not trousers. I’m American lol. 

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anonymous asked:

MONTHS?????? How the HELL is Jer not dead?!?

Jeremy: I was just… really angry all the time. Irritable. Out of the months i was possessed, I’d say I blacked out only… about seven times? 

In An Instant (M)

Originally posted by jinkooks

Summary: Dancing around each other for years, both you and Yoongi have resigned to stay friends, never knowing the others feelings for each other. However, an impulsive decision from Jin might finally push you two together. Yoongi really shouldn’t have trusted Jin with his phone. BFF!Yoongi, College AU.

Members: Yoongi, ft. Jin being a true bro

Word Count: 6.5k

Warning: Smut

A/N: Okay so, I don’t know if anyone else’s university/school has this but there’s a FB/Instagram account for my school where you send in a message for your crush anonymously and the account publishes it for you, sometimes with a picture and the whole thing just made wheels turn in my head so now here we are.

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omg can I please ask for a scenario of law and his female s/o having their first real huge fight? like he may say something hurtful and she’s just like… no longer smiling and usually really silent. no longer sleeping by his side. small stuff changes and it makes a huge difference. could it please have a fluffy ending? thank you very much!

A/N: So, turns out I wrote a hella lot and this is with 3k words my longest scenario… I hope you enjoy this, thank you for requesting!! (fluffy law anon this is for you too! Enjoy my dear!) 🌺


Law & his s/o fight + fluffy ending

It wasn’t the first time you felt uncomfortable on the submarine, but it definitely was the first time you had felt lonely. Negative thoughts kept scratching against the back of your mind, making you feel worse by the second. You couldn’t even go and tell someone about your worries, because the reason of your worries, the person who had broken your very heart was the captain of the submarine. But, of course, he was even worse; he was your boyfriend. Or at least he used to be, you’re weren’t so sure anymore.

You stare at the bowl of soup in front of you, barely registering what was going on around you. It was like a blur, figures kept walking, voices kept echoing but your thoughts? They stayed the same.

Again and again his words were ringing through your head, making fresh tears burn in your vision. You really couldn’t believe it, all this time you thought he was the one who wanted you to be a part of the crew, but after your fight? You sigh.

You remind yourself of a while ago; you sitting on a bench back at home, far far away from the sea when Law had asked you.

“Are you crazy?”, you had said, laughing without any humour in it. “I can’t join you, don’t be ridiculous.” You stood up, ready to leave him and this conversation, go back to home, when a hand on yours stopped you.

“What’s holding you back?”, he had asked. “Tell me. I promise you, I will give you a better reason. ”

“It’s me.” You turned around and stared at the man with dark hair in front of you. His eyes had something in them, something that lulled you deeper into him, no matter how hard you tried not to. “I am not made for the life as a pirate, Law. I will only be a burden for your crew, honestly- it’s a stupid idea.”

“A burden? You?”, he frowned, as if he was the one to be insulted. “You’re already a part of us, Y/N. I saw the way you acted with the others, they already love you. You can’t deny it.”

You gulped. “And you? What about you?”

He let go of your hand. “My feelings for you are…”, he had stared at the ground, but you still caught a glimpse of his eyes, how they seemed to be getting darker. But you might have only imagined that. “I will tell you another time.”

So you had joined his crew, without any experience in fighting, any knowledge of the sea- just a heart throbbing at the sight of your captain. It was careless of you, it was even careless of Law to do something as dumb as that, but he still believed in you. He thought you would be able to handle it, he was sure you could handle the life as a pirate.

You really tried your best the first few weeks, but, well, it was harder than expected. You really had no talent in the kitchen, cutting your fingers way more than the vegetables in front of you. You also had no talent at navigation. You tried it once and Bepo was very willing to help you, but you really just couldn’t. You had no idea what to do and every time the bear tried to teach you, it would become a mess in your head and everything seemed to break.

Night after Night your feet would drag you towards Law’s room, where he listened patiently to your complaints about yourself. Every night he would tell you the same.“Don’t worry too much.” or “You’ll find something, I’m sure.” or, your favorite: “Some things take time, Y/N. I still believe in you.” You would think it would get boring and unbelievable after some time, but it wasn’t like that. Law knew how to make you feel better, he knew how to make you smile again. He wanted to be with you as much as you wanted to be with him. Or at least, he used to.

The sound of your chair scratching against the floor cut through the small dining room. A few heads turned towards you, but nothing else happened. You figured, staring at your food would not make you any more hungry and just sitting would not get you anything. It would only take a seat for someone else, the last thing you wanted.

You walk out the room, when you see Penguin stop in front of you, a concerned look on his face. “Y/N? Are you okay?”

You tried to smile, you really did, but you knew it looked fake. “I’m perfect, no need to worry.” You tried to sound as happy as possible, but you sounded horrible. Hoarse voice, barely loud enough to listen to and just all in all, devastated.

“Are you sure?” You nodded and walked around him, not wanting to stay in this situation any longer. I might have been rude, but you really had no mind for that. You could hear him mumble something behind you, something along the lines of: “Well, alright then. ”

As soon as you left the others, your gaze shifted towards the clock a few metres away from you.

The ticking made you feel nauseous. It was mocking you, you were sure of it. The ticking, the damn ticking, the same sounds you had heard in Law’s room a week ago.

It was before everything went downhill, it was before you found out the truth about how he really felt.

You walk towards your room, and open the familiar door, that lead you to an unfamiliar room. After the fight of you both, you had decided to stay in your own room. The nights, where you shared his bed, shared your secrets and shared your heart were over.

You huffed. He didn’t even check on you after you had left his room, not even a day after, not even two days, hell, not even a week after!

You didn’t see him once this week and even though it hurt, you knew it would hurt more if you saw him.

The mirror caught your reflection as you walked towards your bed. You glanced at it but regretted it as soon as your eyes landed on it. Dark circles were seated under your eyes, which were red and puffy- a sight, that made you laugh humorless. With those dark circles you almost looked like him.

You let yourself fall down on your bed, staring at the ceiling in silence. Minutes pass and soon, your mind wandered back to a week ago.

“So you broke it?”, he had asked you, after you had told him about your disappointing day yet again. It was embarrassing for you to tell him, but now that he asked you another time, it was even worse.

“Well… kind of.”, you mumbled, not meeting his eyes.

You were seated on a chair a feet away from him, fiddling with your fingers nervously. His gaze was on some papers, but you still felt like a child getting scolded by their parents.

“What do you mean with ‘kind of’? Is it broken, yes or no?”, he had asked with an annoyed undertone, making you look up to him. That was unfamiliar.

Normally, he would grin at it, maybe tease you a bit, but he never reacted to you like this. You could feel yourself become hurt, but mostly, you felt angry. You did not WANT the thing to break.

“It’s not working anymore, so yeah, it is broken. ”, you frowned. The both of you were talking about some medicine thing Law had in his room. Earlier you had decided to help one of your crewmates tidy up a bit of Law’s utensils, but of course, you broke one as soon as you touched it.

“Nice job, Y/N. You could have been at least a bit careful. ”, he closed his eyes and shook his head, obviously irritated by your actions. “You don’t even know how important that was.”

You stared at him for a few seconds, speechless. Was he being really serious right now?

“Do you think I wanted that to happen? It was an accident, Law.” You huffed and crossed your arms over your chest. “I’m sorry, but you have a hundred of those things.”

“No, I don’t, Y/N.”, he said angrily. He glanced at you once and let out a long breath.

You grabbed the chair tightly, “What the hell is your problem, Law?”

He turned around in his chair, mustering you for a second and sighed. Nothing else happened, but you felt like that was already enough.

“So I’m your problem? Is that what you’re trying to say?”

“I never said that, Y/N.”

You took a deep breath, you had to calm down. It was kind of your fault after all, right? You broke the thing. Not him.

“Okay, you’re right. I’m sorry.”, so you relaxed again and tried your best to keep calm, but it got even worse.

“What are you going to try now? You tried everything already: kitchen, navigation… you even tried to help me. ”, he whispered and scribbled something into one of his books.

“Don’t know, I might ask one of the crew to help me learn fighting. Might be a smart decision…”, you played with your own fingers again.

He huffed. “As if.”

“Excuse me?”

“As if that will work.”, he stared at you for a quick second. “You can’t fight. It will take ages.” Then, he whispered something to himself, something he probably didn’t want you to hear, but you still managed to get every word, loud and clear:

“You can’t do anything right, anyways.”

You were furious, insulted and hurt. “What the hell, Law!”

You stood up from your chair, not able to hold it back any longer.

“You were the one who wanted me to be a part of your crew! You were the one, who said all this stuff about me fitting into the crew! It was you, Law, do you remember?”, you yelled. You didn’t knew what had come to him, you didn’t knew what was going on and especially, you didn’t knew how to handle the situation. “Law, I don’t know what your problem really is, but either say it now or stop acting like a jerk!”

He turned around in his chair, glaring at you. “Just stop it, Y/N.”

“No, I won’t stop. Tell me, why did you want me to be a part of your crew, if I’m so useless?”

Tears were forming in your eyes, but you wouldn’t let them show. It would make everything worse, you were sure.

“I wanted you to be a part of the crew, because that’s where I thought you belongedd. And I still do, it’s just a bit-.”

“A bit what?”, you yelled again, voice louder than before. You were sure the whole crew could heard the two of you, but you couldn’t care less. “Tell me.”

“Nevermind, Y/N.”

“Are you serious? Nevermind, Y/N?” You sighed and pushed a hand though your hair, still staring at your boyfriend with wet eyes. “Do you regret asking me to join your crew?” This time, your voice was almost silent.

He huffed. “Just stop it now.”

“Answer me.”

He stared at you for a long second, then he turned around and took the book back in his hand.

“So, you do?”

Fresh tears flow down your cheeks at the memory. You still remember how you had felt in that moment. You never knew that sentence, one simple sentence could break your heart into many, many pieces.

You turn around in your bed and stare at the blank wall. Your normally comfortable bed felt like a bed made of ice cold bricks now, but you didn’t care. You didn’t care at all. Soon, everything went quiet. You figured, it must have been late, but you still didn’t move an inch, you don’t think you could, even if you wanted.

You felt stupid. Look at you now, laying somewhere crying, god knows where, under the the sea, without anyone to talk to. You weren’t welcome anymore, you felt it.

Again and again his answer echoed through your mind.

“With this drama right now, you won’t like my answer.”

You grab your blanket and hide underneath it, wishing to be invisible for the rest of your life.

Where would you go? What would you do? And something you had asked yourself everyday after the fight: Will you sneak out as soon as you go on land? Will you go back home?
You dry your tears with your blanket, still hiding underneath it.

Suddenly, a knock on your door cuts through the room, startling you. For a second, you get scared, but then you just decided to act like you are asleep. You didn’t want to talk to  anyone, no matter who it was.

Seconds pass, the knocking came another time, but again, you stayed quiet.

Then, you hear the door open slowly and quiet footsteps echo through your room.You freeze, you know who this was. It was just the feeling, it was the feeling of him and you were right, it really was your Captain.

“Y/N?”, he asks quietly. Law stood in the middle of your room and stared at your hiding figure underneath the blanket. “Are you awake?”

Silence.

You don’t even care how you must look like. You would leave him and the crew anyways, so why bother? You tried your best to look like you were asleep, you even tried to breath evenly.

Law walks closer to your figure and for a second, you think he will put the blanket down and expose your tears covered face, but he didn’t. He simply sat down at the end of your bed, careful not to touch you.

“Y/N, listen, ”

You grimace. You were asleep, why didn’t he just leave? You were not interested in talking to him, you sure as hell were not interested in getting your heart broken another time.

“I’m sorry, that I only come now. I should have come earlier, I should have stopped you as soon as you walked out, but I didn’t. I regret my behavior Y/N. I know, nothing can excuse this, but I want you to know; I am sorry.”

You couldn’t believe your ears, after everything he had said last week… he still had the guts to lie at you?

“Everything I said was not true, you can do a lot of things, Y/N, believe me. I don’t know why I said that.”

Unbelievable. You did not believe a word. He probably wasn’t even affected by the fight anyways. He probably still looks the same as always, still hands-. You cursed in your head. You need to stop, you need to get a grip on yourself.

“I take my answer back, I do not regret asking you to join the crew. It was one of the best decisions for all of us. You bring happiness to all of our crew, you make us keep going, you make me keep going, when I don’t want to.”

His voice was weak, as if he had trouble getting them out and honestly, you could feel your heart ache. Was he telling the truth? You didn’t know anymore. You stay hidden underneath the blanket and don’t make a sound.

“Y/N, please forgive me.”

You bite your lip, heart aching even more. He sounded heartbroken, or at least as heartbroken, as Law could get. You knew it was a huge step for him to say those things, he never had his way with words and was the more silent one of you two. Confused, you were confused.

You could hear him sigh. “I know you’re not asleep.”

You froze again. Suddenly, everything felt tense. Slowly, you pulled the blanket down and sat up, staring into the face of the man, that had broken your heart seven days ago. He had, as expected, dark circles and to your very surprise, a faint color of red was swimming in his eyes, something no one else really could notice, but not you. You had stared too many nights into these very eyes, you knew them like the back of your hand.

“You hurt me.”, was the first thing you said, voice trembling. “You really did, Law.”

He nodded and glanced at the blanket. “I know. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.”

Ever so slowly, he took your hand into his, squeezing them lightly. His hands were ice cold while yours were warm, it was the complete difference, but for some reason it fit perfectly. This was how it was supposed to be.

“Did you really mean what you just said? With me… making you guys happy?”, you knew you sounded pathetic, needing to hear him say those things another time. But you couldn’t help it, you had to, you just had to.

“I promise you, it’s the truth. You don’t even know how much you affect us, you might not be very good in certain things, like the kitchen… or cleaning…. or-”

“Okay, I got it.”

“I’m sorry. What I’m trying to say is that you don’t need to be good at them, because you being with us is already enough. Being with me, putting up with me is more than enough.” He was out of character, out of the character of Trafalgar Law the pirate but he was your Law, he was your very Law, the moody, silent, nerdy and negative Law. The man you had fallen in love with. “And I…”

He had visible troubles saying the next thing, suddenly scratching the back of his neck in embarrassment. “I… loveyou.”, he mumbled fast.

You smile and squeeze his hand in delight. “And I love you, Law. I’m sorry for fucking up all the time.”

He shakes his head and grabs your head, pushing you towards him in a heartbeat. You find yourself in his chest, inhaling his scent and you can feel your heart gluing back together. He kissed the top of your head not once, not twice, three times. The both of you stay in this position for a while, just enjoying the missed company, when you hear voices muffled through the wall.

“Is everything okay now?” - “I don’t know, they’re not talking anymore!” - “Shhh, be quiet!” - “I don’t want them to fight anymore!!” - “Bepo, stop crying!” - “Thwey cwan’t bweak up!” - “Shhh! Stop it or else- oh, oh my god, where is this blue light coming from?! Bepo this is your fault!!” And then the wailing intensifies.

The Good Bad Boy

GROUP: BTS

PAIRING: Jung Hoseok x Reader

Genre: Badboy! au, fluff

Word count: 1.3k 

SYNOPSIS:

The baddie of the town asks you out on a date and what follows is a night of revelations about a bad boy who is a good man 

A/N:  For the anon who requested a Hoseok bad boy AU. Thank you for giving my dead ass something fluffy to write! I LOVE bad boy Hoseok! and I think this is the SOFTEST thing I have written. 

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Originally posted by bangtannoonas

“What the fuck are all of you looking at?” he glared at the spectators that had gathered around you two , harshly enough for them to disperse around and resume whatever they were doing. You stood frozen in your spot, tightly clutching your bag against your chest , fingers digging into the leather. Jung Hoseok, the baddest boy in town was standing in front of you and he had just asked you out on a date. With a toothpick dangling from his lips, he was tapping his foot impatiently on the ground waiting for you to respond.

“Listen buttercup I don’t have all day. Is this date happening or not?” he took a step towards you and your automatic response was taking a step back. The process continued until you were pinned against his motorcycle.  His placed his hands on either side of you and leant in close to your ear. He smelled like musk and amber and you couldn’t stop yourself from inhaling his scent. “Is it” his nose grazed your neck “or is it not” he moved back to face you. His eyes studied your face with such intensity that the end result was your cheeks turning a bright shade of pink.

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We Are Young: Chapter 8

Throne of Glass High School AU

Summary: Senior Rowan Whitethorn is new to town. It doesn’t take him long to get use to a new school, make new friends, even join the local hockey team. But it also doesn’t take him long to meet sophomore and figure skater Aelin Galathynius. And it doesn’t take him long to realize one thing; he can’t stand her.

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“Stop.” Aelin’s hand shot out, landing on Lysandra bobbing knee. “It’s going to be fine. It’s just an ultrasound.”

Lysandra let loose a shaky breath, her knee bouncing again the moment Aelin removed her hand.

“I know,” She said, glancing nervously around the room. “But, this feels more real now, you know? Before, the only proof I had was some stick I peed on. Once a professional confirms it…”

“Everything is going to be fine.” Aelin took Lysandra’s hand, giving it a light squeeze as a smile pulled on her lips. “I’m here for you, no matter what.”

Lysandra could only offer Aelin a small smile in return. She hated to admit it, but she was slowly letting her nerves get the best of her. She liked to think of herself as a pretty strong person, but sitting in this waiting room, she couldn’t help the fear and jitteriness that overcame her.

It didn’t take long for a nurse to walk out and call her name. With Aelin holding her hand, the two followed the nurse down the hall and into a room.

Honestly, Lysandra was so lost in her nervousness at that point, everything became a blur. And before she knew it, she was lying on the examination table, Aelin standing next to her. She tried to calm her racing heart as the doctor squirted the cold jelly on her stomach, moving the ultrasound to get a clear picture of the baby.

“Here we go,” the doctor smiled, using a finger to point out the baby on the screen. There wasn’t really much to see at this point, but what she could see caused Lysandra’s heart to skip a beat.

That was her baby.

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I got a phobia, y’know. Ever since I got bit.
Yep. I’m done. What’s it matter? What’s the point?
Why me? I don’t wanna be the savior of the human race, I don’t wanna be the zombie messiah. I don’t wanna be shit.
I just wanna crawl up in a hole somewhere and die like everybody else.

What we do now is: we keep moving forward. Dr Merch she chose her fate. She chose to be afraid. She chose to die. But you and I, we will make  different choices. Keep building. Creating. Get the power back on. Plant food.

Live. Without fear.

Lock It Up

4,500 Followers Drabble

Summary: Jensen tries to play off being scared in a haunted house but the reader isn’t buying it.

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Halloween Request: @luci-in-trenchcoats


You and Jensen are currently in downtown New York, navigating through a somewhat shady area on the way to a haunted attraction. Jensen’s watching as you crack yourself up, you mentioned forgetting the salt and then burst into laughter.

Jensen snorts at your goofiness, it being one of the many traits that draws him to you. It being the sole reason that you two are in each other’s lives in the first place. In the fifth grade, you told him a corny joke during recess, ‘What do you call a pig who knows karate? Porkchop!’ And from that moment on he was totally smitten over you.

“I see it!” You bounce on your heels, then grab Jensen’s hand to literally drag him across the bustling street.

“You excited, Ackles?” You ask your best friend speeding towards the already creepy, fog filled entrance.

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KISS!!

(I didn’t even realize it was you when I started @sawthatwink . Two in one day. You do good prompts  ❤)


“Look- Malfoy, get back here!”

“No,” Draco said coolly.

Harry stomped after Draco as he lifted his chin and walked into the great hall, intent on ignoring Harry.

Harry ran a few steps grabbing Draco’s arm and pulling him back, “Look, if you just asked Slughorn-”

“I will not,” Draco bit out and jerked his arm back, “Release me, Potter.”

Harry tightened his grip and took a half-step closer, “I know he’s not the- your first choice but he’d apprentice you if you-”

“If you asked,” Draco snarled.

Harry scrubbed his free hand through his hair in frustration, “That’s not-!”

“NOW KISS!!” Someone shouted.

A wave of silence flowed through the hall followed immediately by a ripple of laughter.

Harry quickly let go of Draco, stumbling backward, his face growing hot.

Draco’s mouth had fallen open in shock, his entire body gone stiff as an ironing board.

Ginny climbed up onto her bench, hands cupped around her mouth as she began chanting, “KISS! KISS! KISS!”

Amid the laughter, more and more people began to take up the cry, filling the room with an echoing ’KISS! KISS! KISS!’.

Harry had the inexplicable the need to reassure Draco of something, whatever would make him feel better. He had been trying for months to win Draco’s trust and now it all seemed to be falling apart. Yet, he couldn’t seem to string words together, all of them running into a jumbled mess of embarrassment that came out as ums, errs and I don'ts, It’s not-

Draco unfroze slowly, looking hurt at first but quickly growing furious. His hands clenched into fists and stormed right out the doors he had come through originally.

There was a collective groan as he left.

Harry was torn by indecision before finally deciding to go after Draco. He didn’t know what he was going to say but he couldn’t leave it as it was.

Harry never got the chance. As soon as he was in the hall, Draco grabbed his arm in one hand, the other pressed flat to his chest, pushing Harry back until his back hit the wall, pressing all the air out of him. The kiss that followed took the rest of his air, leaving him gasping, his mind reeling, Draco’s eyes searched Harry’s, pinning him to the wall more firmly than his hands ever could, before he turned and marched away.

Several seconds passed before he was able to think clearly again and then pushed off the wall to go after Draco. He didn’t know what he was going to say but there was no way he could leave it as it was.

Colour Soulmate AU - Jughead X OC

[A/N: Finally I’m back! However not with the stuff you wanted or asked for, I am a terrible writer. This is a little rough around the edges but hey-ho! 

Okay so this is going to be an anthology series of different pairings (any and all pairings) finding their soulmates and I’m going to be using a multitude of different soulmate tropes! Starting with the soulmate AU, I apologise that this is really wordy but I had to get in all the different elements of what a soulmate consists of. I also plan on probably keeping each post as a one-shot which is maybe a little mean but I kind of like how I ended this one, let me know what you think! Also American readers please excuse my English-isms.]

Word Count: 1895


The sleepy town of Riverdale was illuminated with lights and colours, Pop’s Chok-Lit-Shoppe flashed a warm neon red, reflecting against the hoods of the cars that sat parked outside in the cold dark chill. The words Twilight Drive-In sat prettily against a dark blue backdrop held above the rusting letters ‘Closing Soon’, the abandoned sign creaked under the pressure of a strong wind that struck it heavily. The large Town Hall stood proudly painted in the freshest of lemon colours, the shadows of the night illuminated the deceitful corruption that lay hidden behind the closed doors.

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Batsis - Thighs

So sorry this took so long!!!

Prompt: I just read your Batsis Headcanons and when it got to the part about Dami saying Batsis could crush his friend with one hand tied behind her back, I couldn’t help but imagine Batsis smiling as she says, “I could crush your thick skull between my thighs.” And as she says this, she slowly drops her smile till she has this slight frown that shows she’s clearly irritated when she’s done. And I can’t get it out of my head and it’s probably a common threat when Batsis is annoyed with her bros.

So Damian is a little but of an asshole in this one, and bullying a deaf child is mentioned. You have been warned!

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“Dickie! You need to go grocery shopping! The only thing you have here is stale cereal and expired milk!”

“I don’t want to go shopping! I hate shopping!” Dick shouts from the couch.

“Come on. Let’s go, if you want me to make lasagna and Alfred’s cookies I’m gonna need ingredients”

Immediately his head pops up, “You’ll make cookies?”

You roll your eyes and slip your shoes on, “Yeah, but only if you get your lazy ass up”

“I’m up! I’m up!”

“Yeah, that what I thought”

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Once you get to the grocery store, you realize that you probably made a huge mistake. Dick immediately heads to the cereal aisle while you go and get things that you’re gonna need for tonight. Dick comes back to the cart while you’re looking at the fresh basil, and literally dumps 7 different cereal boxes into the cart.

“Are you kidding me right now? Why the hell do you need this much cereal”

At first you really do think that he’s joking, that he’s just trying to make you laugh, but then you take in his confused expression. “Why would I be joking? I’m just getting my usual cereals”

“You have to be kidding me!”

Dick looks as you incredulously, “Promise I’m not.”

“You need to put back, like, 5 of these boxes”

“What?! No!”

“You need a more balanced diet, you can’t just live off of cereal!”

Dick crosses his arms, “I’m not putting any of these back”

Your amused smile drops, turning into a frown, “Yes you are. You’re gonna put some of these cereals back, and pick out some fruits, or I’m going to choke you out with my thighs right here in the grocery store”

Dick deflates, nervously licking his lips, “Can I keep three boxes? Please?”

“Fine”

Dick immediately brightens, “Thanks, Y/N!”

You just wave him away, and turn back to your spices. “Idiot”

Jason is such a pain in the ass. Honestly, why is it so damn hard to get him to come to dinner at the Manor? All you want is for everyone to be in the same house for your birthday, but Jason is making it difficult.

“I don’t want to go to the Manor. Bruce and I aren’t getting along right now”

You keep the pleasant smile on your face as the two of you exit the café where you had gotten together for lunch, “You can’t just put it aside for one night?”

“No”

Suddenly you shove Jason into an alley, your smile finally dropping into a slight frown, “You will be at the Manor for my birthday, or I will find you and crush your thick skull between my thighs. Do you understand, little brother?”

Jason pales immediately, “Yeah, Sis. I got it. I’ll be there, promise”

Your smile comes back full force, “Great” you chirp, “Now, lets go for a walk in the park, it’s a beautiful day!”

Jason just nods beside you, still shaken by your threat. Thankfully, he listens and shows up precisely on time for your birthday, and you don’t have to go after him.

You lean against the Bat-computer, facing your second youngest brother, “Timmy, baby bird, you need to go to bed. Alfred says that you’ve been up for like 38 hours now”

“I need to finish this case first. I’ll sleep later”

“No, Tim, you need to sleep now. I know that you have a Board meeting tomorrow, and you need to be in top shape to face them” You reach over and quickly type in your override code, kicking Tim out of the computer and shutting it down.

“Hey! What the hell?!”

“Go to be, sleep for at least 8 hours, and I’ll turn it back on”

Tim looks furious, he jerks out of the chair and grabs his staff, pointing it at you, “Turn it back on, now”

Your eyes widen in surprise, “Are you threatening me, baby bird?”

“Just turn on the damn computer, Y/N”

Your eyes narrow, “Because I know that my little brother, genius that he is, isn’t stupid enough to threaten me”

Tim’s staff wavers, “Just let me finish the case. I’ll go to bed soon”

“I think it’s a little late for that, Timothy. I think that you need to put that staff down, before I show you why I’m the big sister”

He gulps but doesn’t stand down, “I guess we’ll just have to fight then”

Instead of answering you lunge forward, quickly disarming the younger man, and rapping him in a choke hold with your thighs. “You’re lucky that I love you or I’d just crush your thick head. Now, you have two options, 1) You go to bed, no more fussing, or 2) I can choke you out with my thighs and carry your unconscious body to your bed. Which one will it be, little brother?”

“Fine” Tim wheezes, “I’ll go to bed”

Immediately you release him, “I knew that brain was still in there!”

“I hate you”

You just give Tim another smile, “I love you too, baby bird. Now we had an agreement, get to bed”

Tim does a little mock salute, “Yes ma’am!”

“Damian Wayne!”

Damian immediately freezes, his mouth open to shoot another scathing remark at his fellow student, “Hello, Y/N. I didn’t realize you were picking me up today”

“Indeed I am. Now, what was it you were saying about her. That she is deaf and dumb because she needs extra help in order to overcome her disability. I want you to apologize to her right now”

Damian grits his teeth and crosses his arms, he refuses to be embarrassed in front of his fellow classmates. “I only spoke the truth. It is her fault that the teacher has to slow down his lecture. She should go to a school that specializes in her … disability”

“If you don’t apologize right now, I swear to God that I’m going to squeeze you thick skull with my thighs until some God manners come out”

Damian pales, “I apologize for my rude behavior, and for what I said”

The frown never leaves your face, “Now get in the car”

Damian nods. “Yes, Y/N”

You crouch down in front of the younger girl, “I’m sorry for my brother. Me can be rude at times. Please, don’t take what he said to heart”

She sniffles, “He wasn’t wrong. I’m slow the class down, will you tell him I’m sorry?”

“Don’t be sorry for things that are out of your control. Just do the best you can, and don’t let anyone put you down. Understand?” She nods quietly, “Good. Now, I have to go, I will see you around”

You turn back to your car, and to the pouting boy in it. “I didn’t mean for you to see that, Y/N”

“That isn’t an excuse, Damian. I don’t care that you were raise to see any disability as a weakness, you will not bully other people. Am I understood?”

“Yes”

“Good. Now because of your behavior, you won’t be patrolling for the next week. Instead you will be writing an apology letter to that girl”

“What?! You can’t do that!”

“I just did, Damian. I’m very disappointed in your behavior”

Damian freezes, he considers your disappointment more dangerous than your deadly thighs. He hangs his head in shame, right about now he thinks that his skull getting crushed would hurt less than disappointing you. “I’m sorry, Y/N”

“I’m not the one you need to tell that to”

Damian squares his shoulders, “I will do everything in my power to make up for my wrongs. I will not disappoint you again”

“See that you don’t, baby bat”

We never go out of Style

Summary: You thought he wasn’t like the others. Apparently, he is.

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x (female)Reader

Word Count: 4,077 words

Warning: Angst (First attempt at writing actual angst and I’m terrible at it), fluff, minimal language, Break Up

Originally posted by despairingfever

You stare in shock at the image in the magazine, printed large and bold, taunting you. You feel a sharp stab to your heart, like someone has literally tore it out of your physical body and trampled on it viciously. You can’t believe he did this to you, he just…he just betrayed you. You could’ve sworn he wasn’t like the others, but it seems that you were wrong. He’s just another celebrity swapping love interests whenever he liked. You can’t help but let tears form in the corner of your eyes, slowly dripping down onto the paper. You trusted him so much, trusted him to not shatter your heart into a million pieces.

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Okay this totally started off with beefy Steeb but?? ANyway everyone jump on board the T’Challa and skinny!Steve train with me ヘ(。□°)ヘ