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Drabble Challenge!

Repost this. Followers/Readers send numbers to your Ask. You write a fic/drabble using that line in your piece. Have fun! Expect a ton of requests!! 

  1. “That’s starting to get annoying”
  2. “Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.”
  3. “You can’t just sit there all day.”
  4. “I’m too sober for this.”
  5. “I’m not here to make friends.”
  6. “I need a place to stay.”
  7. “Well, that’s tragic.”
  8. “You’re seriously like a man-child.”
  9. “You can’t banish me! This is my bed too!”
  10. “The ladies love a guy who’s good with kids.”
  11. “Dear Diary, …”
  12. “She’s hiding behind the sofa.”
  13. “I lost our baby.”
  14. “They’re so cute when they’re asleep.”
  15. “I’d kill for a coffee…literally.”
  16. “You’re getting crumbs all over my bed.”
  17. “Good thing I didn’t ask for your opinion.”
  18. “What’s the matter, sweetie?”
  19. “You’re Satan.”
  20. “I don’t want to hear your excuse. You can’t just give me wet-willies.”
  21. “I’m bulletproof…but please, don’t shoot me.”
  22. “Did you just hiss at me?”
  23. “Do you really need all that candy?”
  24. “It’s six o’clock in the morning, you’re not having vodka.”
  25. “I swear, I’m not crazy!!!”
  26. “The diamond in your engagement ring is fake.”
  27. “No. Regrets.”
  28. “How drunk was I?”
  29. “How is my wife more badass than me?”
  30. “Be you. No one else can.”
  31. “I haven’t slept in ages.”
  32. “I locked the keys in the car.”
  33. “Are you sure that’s the decision you want to make?”
  34. “You work for me. You are my slave.”
  35. “Take your medicine.”
  36. “They’re monsters.”
  37. “Welcome to fatherhood.”
  38. “Why can’t you appreciate my sense of humor?”
  39. “It’s your turn to make dinner.”
  40. “The kids, they ambushed me.”
  41. “Sorry isn’t going to help when I kick your ass!!!”
  42. “Stop being so cute.”
  43. “I feel like I can’t breathe.”
  44. “You need to see a doctor.”
  45. “You’re getting a vasectomy. That’s final.”
  46. “I was a joke, baby. I swear.”
  47. “Dogs don’t wear clothes!”
  48. “I didn’t think you could get any less romantic…”
  49. “Safety first. What are you? FIVE?”
  50. “This is girl talk, so leave.”
  51. “Where am I going? Crazy. Wanna come?”
  52. “There’s a herd of them!”
  53. “Do you think I’m scared of a woman?”
  54. “They’re not your kids, back the f*ck off.”
  55. “You’re a nerd.”
  56. “I’m late.”
  57. “Just get home as soon as possible, okay?!”
  58. “You smell like a wet dog.”
  59. “I could punch you right now.”
  60. “Are you going to talk to me?”
  61. “Welcome back. Now fucking help me.”
  62. “If you can’t sleep…we could have sex?”
  63. “Flea markets don’t carry fleas, you know?”
  64. “Here, take my blanket.”
  65. “I don’t want you to stop.”
  66. “How could I ever forget about you?”
  67. “You’re bleeding all over my carpet.”
  68. “Run for it!”
  69. “We need to talk.”
  70. “Not everyone is out to get you. Stop thinking that. It’s annoying.”
  71. “I want a pet.”
  72. “Just smile, I really need to see you smile right now.”
  73. “I’m not wearing a dress.”
  74. “I’m not wearing a tie.”
  75. “Quit beating me up!”
  76. “Please put your penis away.”
  77. “It’s a Texas thing.”
  78. “Don’t argue. Just do it.”
  79. “I hope I’m never stuck with you on a deserted island.”
  80. “Does he know about the baby?”
  81. “Hold still.”
  82. “I just ironed these pants!”
  83. “Enough with the sass!”
  84. “Show me what’s behind your back.”
  85. “I’m not going to be sympathetic until you go to a doctor.”
  86. “Fine, don’t say anything and make me worry.”
  87. “Stay awake.”
  88. “STOP INTERRUPTING ME!”
  89. “You’re not interested, are you?”
  90. “I’m not buying ikea furniture again.”
  91. “Tell me you need me.”
  92. “Oh honey, I’d never be jealous of you.”
  93. “I’m telling you. I’m haunted.”
  94. “I had a bad dream again.”
  95. “Have I mentioned, I fucking hate Halloween.”
  96. “It’s Christmas, don’t be mad at me.”
  97. “You’re not going to starve yourself on Thanksgiving.”
  98. “The store ran out of Easter eggs.”
  99. “How could you forget your son’s birthday?”
  100. “You can only suffer through my whining for so long until you get up and make me a sandwich.”

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Masterlist

Imagines

In the Cool Breeze Underneath the Stars - A prom dress, loud music, and fast food.

Phases of the Heart - Shawn falls in love with the different phases of Y/N

Parking Lots and Velvet Skies - Falling out of love is just as easy as falling in love.

Screaming at the Moon - Girls only say “I hate you” to the guys that they love.

Stages of Light ( Imagination ) - Fantasies, and a cup of hot coco.

“Just Lay with Me, Please.“ - A sick Shawn that just wants to cuddle with his girlfriend.

Real To You - In which a fictional story feels painfully real to Y/N, but Shawn is there to help her through it.

Sleepy - A sleepy Shawn that wants to cuddle with Y/N.

Old Imagines

i love you more - y/n overhears shawn talking about her.

special - shawn doesn’t think he’s special until y/n talks some sense into him.

hike - shawn realizes he’s in love whiling hiking.

yellow - the color yellow is suddenly important to shawn thanks to y/n.

drowning - based on the “mercy” music video

red carpet - shawn and y/n walk the red carpet as newly weds.

cooking - written after shawn livestreamed himself cooking rice.

safe - written after shawn posted a video of himself buckling up his guitar.

waking up - y/n wakes up to shawn

Blurbs

“You’re bleeding all over my carpet!”

“I had a bad dream again.”

“Stay awake.”

Tell me you need me.”

“Just smile. I really need you to smile right now.”

“Stop being so cute.”

If you can’t sleep…We could have sex?”

“How is my wife more badass than me?”

Things you should know ( not all Shawn related, misc )

Dear followers…

How to love yourself

How to live a happy life

Shawn Mendes as a boyfriend

Shawn’s hands

Horoscopes by Gil Hizon - Week of April 9 - 15, 2017

Men I may not know, but horoscopes? Horoscopes, I fucking know.

ARIES (March 21 – April 19)

This week, you’ll find a kindred spirit in another fellow ARIES. Somehow, within your busy schedules and your manic, zig-zaggy trajectories, your worlds will collide. And it would feel like the most natural thing in the the world. One thing’s for sure. I’ve seen two ARIESes conversate - it’s like witnessing a tennis match between the Roadrunner and the Tazmanian fucking devil.
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TAURUS (April 20 – May 20)

You see, expectations are tricky little bitches. On the one hand, what you feel you may deserve says something about how you view yourself as a person and how you relate to all these hos in your vicinitay. On the other, it shows your dependency in others opinions of yo ass. Regardless of the nature of your expectations, I wouldn’t put too many balls in one jockstrap.
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GEMINI (May 21 – June 21)

It’s your damn-ass fault for having way too many ideas. Now, they’re all in your head, competing for your attention. Which one to attend to first? You have no fucking clue. I would like to say that no matter which idea you pursue, it’ll all be okay, but this isn’t the case. You really have to rely on your heart (remember that organ?) to help you pick which project has the most potential to nourish your soul. In the end, that’s what that shit is all about.
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CANCER (June 22 – July 22)

Whatever you owe some bitch will have to be repaid immediately, if not sooner. Your reputation is at stake here, crabface. And this has nothing to do with whether you can front the money or not. This is about promise, dignity and fucking honor. Your ability to follow through will not only be judged this week, it’ll also be used as a metric for your future dealings. Pay up, queen!
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LEO (July 23 – August 22)

Your paranoid tendencies this week my alienate other bitches. And here’s the thing: your paranoia about other hos who are allegedly out to get yo ass may feed into your immediate behavior, and your altered actions might put off other hos. Putting off other queens will add into your feelings of being judged and that shit can only keep on going. Remember, only you have the power to break this fucking cycle.
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VIRGO (August 23 – September 22)

You’re on the verge of something awesome, and the only bitch who can fuck this up is – you guessed it – YOU. This is not the time to be getting in your own way, queen. This is the time to take yourself for who you are, and truly own that shit. You may have your share of warts, but you are much more of a badass than you deem yourself to be.
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LIBRA (September 23 – October 22)

Okay, gurl. There has been a lot of broken deals that have cluttered your mojo lately, and I know that this has greatly eroded whatever belief you have in yourself. Your self-worthiness is at an all-time low and it’s feeling like you don’t have the power to pick your own ass up. It’s all in your head, dahling. You have more time to pull yourself together than you think.
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SCORPIO (October 23 – November 21)

When two of your beloved bitches converge from different sides of an argument, they will look unto yo ass to be the decision maker. And gurl, that shit is going to be a doozy. Picking sides will be difficult, as it will have a ripple effect of suckyness, but you know which one of your hos is right. The queen you don’t choose may hate your fucking guts at first, but in the end, she’ll respect you for being honest with your truth.
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SAGITTARIUS (November 22 – December 21)

I’m sure you’re at a place right now where you’re doubting the system. Deep in your heart of hearts, you pursued an environment where you can feel like you’re making a difference. But recent events have caused you to question if there’s even a place for yo ass. Listen, queen. Your initial instincts are right. There are some things you can believe in. There will be bumps on the road, but you’re on the right fucking path. K?
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CAPRICORN (December 22 – January 19)

Hidden beneath all your layers and layers of shoulder pads, lies an ambitious queen. But look deeper, and you’ll discover a heart that really cares about others beyond your wants. It won’t be easy for you to tap into that energy, because you tend to suppress that shit, but if there’s ever a time to explore how far your own compassion can go, this is that time. Don’t fuck it up.
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AQUARIUS (January 20 – February 18)

You look like a queen who’s ready to cut a bitch. I get that she has done something to anger you, but your behavior may be an overreaction. You are going to have to get to the heart of why this ho bothers you so much. You may be seeing something in hurr that reminds you of what you don’t like about yourself. Before you pull out that cutting implement, make sure you use introspection first.
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PISCES (February 19 – March 20)

Why the fuck are you spending all your energies trying to help some busted ho? There are certain demands in your life that are warranting your attention now, you fishy queen. Yes, I know you have history with said ho, but this bitch is grown. It is not up to you to make decisions for her. You’ve done enough. It’s time to step back and tend to your fucking life. I heard it’s in shambles, gurr.
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(DISCLAIMER for all entries: This is all a shitshow!)

For more Horoscopes By Gil Hizon, click here, gurl!

Types of Reaper76 interpretations + my reactions:

Scenario 1:

Gabriel, aloud:
 lol, what up farm boy, where you goin’, I’m way tougher and cooler and more badass than you.

Gabriel, thinking: shit why is he so HOT why are his eyes so BLUE why is his hair so BLONDE

Jack, aloud: you’re not so tough or cool or badass, you’re just older than me and from LA, we still do cool things in *smudged writing on hand* Bloomingworth

Jack, thinking: oh my god he’s so HOT, he’s so ridiculously HOT, if I don’t leave soon I’m going to blush and swoon and faint - 

me: *looks into the camera like I’m on The Office* I don’t want this



Scenario 2:

Gabriel, aloud:
 no, dude, Jack’s my best friend, he’s awesome, sure he’s kinda naive and oblivious, but he’s really cool.

Gabriel, thinking: oh god, I’m so in love with him, why is he so amazing and hilarious and funny 

Jack, aloud: Gabriel’s the coolest person I know!  I would follow him anywhere, into any battle, into any war, he’s incredible - 

Jack, thinking: also I’m like really in love with him, he’s so big and strong and his smile is nice and - 

me: well this is definitely better, mutual respect and admiration and friendship are good traits for the start of a romantic relationship, so I can enjoy this a lot more - 



Scenario 3:

Jack, aloud:
 WANNA SPLIT THIS GHOST PEPPER AND HANDLE OF VODKA WITH ME AND THEN WE CAN GO CRAM AS MUCH SUSHI AND RAW FISH INTO OUR MOUTHS UNTIL WE PUKE

Gabriel, aloud: this is dumb as all hell.  LET’S FUCKING DO IT.  

Gabriel, thinking: FUCK YEAH I LOVE HIM

Jack, thinking: FUCK YEAH I LOVE HIM

me: HEYO THERE IT IS

More Prompts

REQUESTS OPEN

“That’s starting to get annoying”
“Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.”
“You can’t just sit there all day.”
“I’m too sober for this.”
“I’m not drunk enough for this conversation.” “I’m not here to make friends.”
“I need a place to stay.”
“Well, that’s tragic.”
“You’re seriously like a man-child.”
“You can’t banish me! This is my bed too!”
“The ladies love a guy who’s good with kids.”
“Dear Diary, …”
“She’s hiding behind the sofa.”
“I lost our baby.”
“They’re so cute when they’re asleep.”
“I’d kill for a coffee…literally.”
“You’re getting crumbs all over my bed.”
“Good thing I didn’t ask for your opinion.”
“What’s the matter, sweetie?”
“You’re Satan.”
“I don’t want to hear your excuse. You can’t just give me wet-willies.”
“I’m bulletproof…but please, don’t shoot me.”
“Did you just hiss at me?”
“Do you really need all that candy?”
“It’s six o’clock in the morning, you’re having vodka.”
“I swear, I’m not crazy!!!”
“The diamond in your engagement ring is fake.”
“No. Regrets.”
“How drunk was I?”
“How is my wife more badass than me?”
“Be you. No one else can.”
“I haven’t slept in ages.”
“I locked the keys in the car.”
“Are you sure that’s the decision you want to make?”
“You work for me. You are my slave.”
“Take your medicine.”
“They’re monsters.”
“Welcome to fatherhood.”
“Why can’t you appreciate my sense of humor?”
“It’s your turn to make dinner.”
“The kids, they ambushed me.”
“Sorry isn’t going to help when I kick your ass!!!”
“Stop being so cute.”
“I feel like I can’t breathe.”
“You need to see a doctor.”
“The store ran out of Easter eggs.”
“It was a joke, baby. I swear.”
“Dogs don’t wear clothes!”
“I didn’t think you could get any less romantic…”
“Well that killed the mood, have fun with your hand.” “Use your imagination” “Safety first. What are you? FIVE?”
“This is girl talk, so leave.”
“Where am I going? Crazy. Wanna come?”
“There’s a herd of them!”
“Do you think I’m scared of a woman?”
“They’re not your kids, back the f*ck off.”
“You’re a nerd.”
“Just drive!” “I’m late.”
“Just get home as soon as possible, okay?!”
“You smell like a wet dog.”
“I could punch you right now.”
“Are you going to talk to me?”
“Welcome back. Now fucking help me.”
“If you can’t sleep… y'knowwe could have sex?”
“Flea markets don’t carry fleas, you know?”
“Here, take my blanket.”
“I don’t want you to stop.”
“How could I ever forget about you?”
“You’re bleeding all over my carpet.”
“Run for it!”
“We need to talk.”
“Not everyone is out to get you. Stop thinking that. It’s annoying.”
“I want a pet.”
“Just smile, I really need to see you smile right now.”
“I’m not wearing a dress.”
“I’m not wearing a tie.”
“Quit beating me up!”
“Please put your penis away.”
“It’s a Texas thing.”
“Don’t argue. Just do it.”
“I hope I’m never stuck with you on a deserted island.”
“Does he know about the baby?”
“Hold still.”
“I just ironed these pants!”
“Enough with the sass!”
“Show me what’s behind your back.”
“I’m not going to be sympathetic until you go to a doctor.”
“Fine, don’t say anything and make me worry.”
“Don’t growl at me!”
“Stay awake.”
“STOP INTERRUPTING ME!”
“You’re not interested, are you?”
“I’m not buying ikea furniture again.”
“Tell me you need me.”
“Oh honey, I’d never be jealous of you.”
“I’m telling you. I’m haunted.”
“For the love of God, put some pants on.”
“I had a bad dream again.”
“Have I mentioned, I fucking hate Halloween.”
“It’s Christmas, don’t be mad at me.”
“You’re not going to starve yourself on Thanksgiving.”
“Hey! Put the claws away!”
“How could you forget your son’s birthday?”
“You can only suffer through my whining for so long until you get up and make me a sandwich.“

heythereitsmo  asked:

Mark Tuan + #29 (don't you kill me Shan)

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: You / Mark Tuan

Prompt: “How is my wife more badass than me?”

Rating: PG

Word Count: 564

Originally posted by ceohan


Control (Epilogue)

“I just worry about him, you know?”

Mark speaks against your head, lips moving into your hair. He refuses to unwrap his arms from around your waist where you sit, cradled between his thighs. As you nod, you flip a page in your book. “True. But Mark, Jackson is a big boy. He’ll be fine on his own.”

Mark sighs. “I know. It’s just … he left all his crap here.”

Snorting, you finally look up. The apartment is a mess – has been for weeks now. Jackson left practically all of his things behind when he moved out. The vase with no flowers rests on your kitchen table, two of his rugs still lean against the wall. Jackson did it on purpose, winking and throwing his arms out as he declared well wishes for your new home.

“Well.” You stare at the stuff, dubious. “I suppose we could always throw it out.”

“And risk offending Jackson Wang?” Mark is scandalized. “I’ve seen him kick box, Y/N. We don’t stand a chance.”

“Hey.” Twisting in his arms, you mock-frown. “I could take him.”

“That’s true. You are pretty terrifying.” Mark struggles to hide his grin, shaking a fist at the ceiling. “How, God? How is my wife more badass than me?

Giggling, you swat him. “I think your job trumps mine any day. All you have to do is say, ‘Hi. I’m Mark Tuan. I fight fires and rescue damsels in distress.’ Bam. Badass.”

“Aha!” Mark grins. “At last, the truth. So you admit you were in distress?”

Wrinkling your nose, you sit back on your heels. Mark makes a small noise of protest at the removal of your warmth. “Distress? Me? Never.”

Mark pouts. “Maybe you weren’t distressed, but I am. Right now. Come back before I make you.”

Instead of answering, you back further away.

Mark watches, eyes glinting and he pushes forward. “I’m warning you, Y/N.”

Wriggling your eyebrows at him, you move further away. And further until – “Oh, shit!” You fall off the couch.

Mark’s concerned face appears over the edge, wide eyed. “You okay?” At the sight of you, hair askew and cheeks flushed, he bursts out laughing.

“It’s not funny.”

Mark’s eyes close and he rolls back on the sofa, continuing to laugh. 

Grabbing your book from the floor, you rise up on your knees to thwack him on the leg.

“Ow!” he yelps, still laughing as he grabs the book from your hands. “This is much too dangerous for you to have, Y/N. Paper cuts are a real and serious problem that kill one American a year.”

“You made that up.”

“Eight one percent of statistics are made up on the spot.”

“You made that up.”

Mark cracks a smile. “Come back here.”

Grumbling, you climb from the floor to settle on top of him. “Happy?”

“Mm.” Mark’s smile fades looking up at you. Softly, he pushes himself up from the cushions until you’re face to face. His left hand comes up quietly to brush a strand of hair behind one ear. “Have I told you how happy I am?”

Lacing your hands around his waist, you nod. “Once or twice.” Mark kisses the tip of your nose and you smile. “Have I told you how happy I am?”

“Once or twice.”

“Mm. Well, I’m very happy.” Your gaze moves to the ring on Mark’s left hand. “Mr. Tuan.”

“Mrs. Tuan.”

[2,000 Followers Drabble Game]

anonymous asked:

The Maze Runner Newt + a badass

Being a badass and dating Newt:

  • Him being the more responsible one in the relationship.
  • “y/n, don’t you dare do the thing.” “…I did the thing.”
  • Him being secretly in awe of how brave and fearless you seem to be, but on the outside is just super concerned about your wellbeing and safety.
  • Secretly trying to be more badass than you, but it usually doesn’t work.
  • “I can handle this, y/n.” “I love you, Newt, so that’s why I’m gonna be honest. You really can’t handle this.”
  • Him smirking to himself when he sees standing up for other Gladers against Gally, and not being intimidated by him at all.
  • Him teasing you about your super determined look.
  • “You’re making the face again.” “What face?” “You’re “I’m gonna kick someone’s ass” look.” 
  • Him trying to control you at times, but eventually accepting that you’re just going to do whatever you want and he can’t stop you.
  • Giving you a big kiss whenever you do something spectacularly brave. 
  • Loves introducing you to Greenies, because he always gets a laugh out of it.
  • “Greenie, this is y/n. They could take you down with just their thumb.” “Stop scaring them, Newt!” “Well it’s true, isn’t it? We’re dating, by the way, so don’t get any ideas Greenie.”
  • Although you’re super badass most of the time, you show a more vulnerable and emotional side when the two of you are alone because you trust him.
  • The few times you feel scared or vulnerable, he’ll hold you close to his chest and kiss the top of your head.
  • “Don’t do anything dangerous, y/n.” “…right.” “Oh whatever, just try not to get yourself killed.” 

GIF IMAGINE REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

anonymous asked:

29 for Bucky? 😍

29: “How is my wife more badass than me?”

Originally posted by dagonarious

It was unmistakable sound. Glass breaking downstairs. Instantly your eyes shot open and you sat up. Footsteps creeping around launched you into action. You grabbed Bucky’s knife out of his sheath on the bedside table, looking at his sleeping form. He had returned from a mission only hours ago, stress and injuries putting him in a deep sleep. 

You carefully walked down the stairs, avoiding that one creaky floorboard. Knife in front of you ready for the attack, you peeked your head into the living room. A lone figure, rummaged through your drawers and adrenaline pumped through your veins. You stalked towards him , until your knife was pressed against his throat.

“Who are you?” you asked gruffly. Without preamble he flipped your body over his onto the floor with a thump, sending Bucky’s knife sliding. A fight ensued , blows were exchanged and you fought him off with expertise. With one well aimed punch he lay knocked out of the floor. You searched for anything to tie him up with , when you were interrupted by a sleepy “doll?”.

Bucky stood in sweats at the end of the living room , his eyes taking in the scene with confusion. “What happened?” he questioned, kicking the assailant slightly to see if he was alive you were guessing.

“Just a little intruder, he’s knocked out though” you smiled despite the situation.

Bucky mirrored your grin , “how is my wife more badass than me?”

You walked over to him, his eyes scanning you for injuries. “I don’t know about that – you have a metal arm after all-” your hand finding its way into his metal one as a thought struck you.


“-speaking of, where did we put the zip ties after last time?”
My Lordt(A Richonne Review 7x9)

First, the whole car sequence was so amazing. I’m a richonner, but I am an AVID Walking Dead Fan and that was some top level riveting stuff.(300+ zombie kill /fast and furious style /tandem style/ clothesline style.)

Second, Gregory was bout to catch them paws from Rick, but Michonne know her man, and intervened. The handhold outside, gah! The way they were smizing at each other. I was like, “yep, absolutely.” If I was there, I would be like “kiss, kiss. Do it. Do it.“

Third, right before they walked into the kingdom, Rick was about to go off again with Richard, but then Michonne spoke up. Then, before they leave to enter the gates,Rick looked at her and paused for just a second until she caught up with him. Then she gave him a quick stare and small, barely there, smile. (Real tears are flowing. Okay, I’m dying).

Fourth, Morgan and Rosita are trying my last patient nerve. Like,Glenn died Morgan. GLENN. And Rosita, girlllllll, Sasha didn’t steal your man. I thought y'all buried that hatchet. (Y'all got bigger fish to fry. Stop being petty).

Fifth, The whole The kingdom, Ezekiel, Carol, Morgan, Daryl side story is exciting to me. (Lots of ships I ship in this. Lol).

Sixth, After the fast and furious slice and dice, Michonne was on the other side of the highway and had to run from her side and across the median to get to that SUV. Rick noticed this and waited for her, almost dying in a herd. He is shook when he gets in the car and in disbelief. He wanted to save Michonne, but she can save herself. (When your wife is more badass than you).


My overall favorite. Seventh, Michonne sees that Rick is shook and smiles y'all. I love me a Michonne smile(she was super cute). Then she tells him that they made it, that he could smile. He still shook, so she got a bit hood and told him, “WE can make it.” (Slight head roll and all, I live).When that doesn’t sway his view, she leans in and whispers, “We’re the ones that live.” Then I get shook, because damnit. Rick got turned on. That-whole-breathing-onto-his-beard-with-her-lips-parted-and-her-locs-obscuring-her-face-so that-is-the-only-image -you -have-of-her-and-Rick looked like-he-wanted-her-to-climb-on -top-of-him-and-let-Carl-Rosita-and-Tara-watch. (And me.That whole sequence was, gah.)

Eight, love that Rick and Michonne have faith in Gabriel. (Cause Gabriel was winning me over for a bit, but next week should explain his side).

Nine, Carl imitating mom and pops with Enid. They had some stares and handholds. (Mini ship it).

Ten, Rick can smile all day everyday. I want this. I need this. Michonne can smile all day. Same want, same need. (This was a great episode for Myself).

RICHONNE IS SHOWING YALL HOW TO BE THE BEST SHIP THERE EVER WAS.

Richonne fucking me up y'all.

Originally posted by illmatic-halflife

anonymous asked:

29, Dean x reader, fluff?

“How is my wife more badass than me?”


“Seriously, dude? You don’t see it?” Sam watched as you lifted your daughter over your shoulder and burped her.

“See what?” Dean took a swig of his beer.

“She’s a badass.” Sam chuckled.

“What? She’s feeding Layla.” Dean shrugged, still not understanding.

“No, [Y/N] is feeding her, burping her, making sure she feels safe, being a mom, Dean. Your wife is a badass. More than you ever were.” Sam threw his head back and laughed when Dean choked on his beer.

“How is my wife more badass than me?!” He defended, slamming his beer onto the table.

“Oh, I dunno.” You sauntered into the room, Layla on one hip, a bottle in your hand, and a full laundry basket balanced on your other hip. “Maybe because I carried a giant Winchester around for over nine months - your daughter apparently felt nice and cozy in there. Then, when she decided she wanted to make her grand appearance, you kept telling me it was fine, we didn’t need to go just yet, so I had to give birth completely drug-free and natural. She ripped my vagina, Dean.” You leaned down and almost whispered, but still made sure Sam and Dean could both hear you. 

Dean swallowed thickly and nodded, eyes wide.

“Told you, she’s a badass.” Sam burst out in laughter again, Dean unable to wipe the expression off his face.


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Secret admirer Part 2

Part 1


Word count: 1160
Warnings: fluff (obviously)

Originally posted by mymiscfandomimagines

After what happened on Valentine’s day Bucky spend more time with you. You feel like you get to know each again. You two became again those two love birds who you are use to be. 

Four or five weeks later you got a letter from the man. It wasn’t a gift or chocolate or something like that it was a simple letter. But Bucky found it before you. He slowly opens it and read it.

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whotheeffisbucky  asked:

16 and 29 with Lance? You know he's my baby- right after you. LOVE YOU BABY! 💛💛💛

16 - (You’re getting crumbs all over my bed.) & 29 - (How is my wife more badass than me?)

You roll over sleepily, expecting to feel the warm, toned chest of Lance. Of course he slept half naked. It allowed him much more ‘Freedom’ as he said. However, instead of nuzzling into the warm body of your husband, you felt the cold mattress, and your eyes instantly opened.

Pulling up your body, and looking around the shared room, you saw his clothes from the night before still left on the chair. He must have still been in the house, because his sunglasses were still sitting on your dressing table. 

“Lance?” You called out. It didn’t take long. A faint. “Fuck! She’s awake! Shit!” Was heard from the other side of the house. An eyebrow quirked on your face, as you heard his heavy footsteps.

“Lance Tucker, if you’re fucking some girl on our Anniversary, I will rip your dick off and shove it up your own fucking ass instead of mine.” A deep laugh is heard, followed by more footsteps, as Lance gets ever closer to the entrance of the bedroom. 

The figure stood at the bedroom door, a tray in his hand. Upon hearing that sentence, he smirks. “How is my wife more badass than me?” He asks, clearly amused by the sentence. Your shrug to yourself, before seeing the content of the tray. 

Your husband had made breakfast. Toast, cooked foods, pretty much two of everything crammed onto a tray. Lance walked around, putting the tray next to your side of the bed. He takes a moment, climbing back in, and pulling you gently into his warm arms. Your posture falls, now lying into him and looking up.

“Hello.” He says, a little flirty. You roll your eyes, leaning up and leaving him a kiss on his lips. 

“Hello baby.” There’s a smile on his face when you pull away, and he motions to the food. “Your pick, princess.” He takes himself a slice of toast, and a little messily, starts to eat up the food piece. You groan however, seeing the crumbs floating onto your side of the bed.

Lance may of been clean when it came to lifts and points, but the amount of stains you sometimes had to get out of his clothing was unreal. 

You’re getting crumbs all over my bed.” You taunt. Instead of reacting, he pulls his arms around your waist, sliding the tray away, so you’re lying underneath him.

“I know.” He grins, leaning down and kissing your lips a little more forcefully. “Happy Anniversary” He grins, lips starting to trail down your neck a little more.

“Happy Anniversary.”

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29." How is my wife more badass than me?" Rap Monster Fluff

Note: Thank you so much for requesting! I hope you like it! 

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29. How is my wife more badass than me?

You and Namjoon were extremely happy together. You’d been together for two years before he finally proposed, and you were coming up on your one year anniversary. The fans were overjoyed, always having loved you being with Namjoon. They were even happier when you announced that you were pregnant, six months along, with a baby boy.

Namjoon was over the moon when he found out, and he became fiercely protective. You appreciate his concern, but he is a bit overbearing sometimes. He doesn’t want you doing too much physical activity, or any at all, out of fear that it will harm you and the baby.

You’ve told him time and time again that you are perfectly capable of doing things like going out to get groceries but he simply refuses. You’ve finally gotten him to let you out of the house to do some shopping and get some lunch, with him of course. He can’t leave you alone. What kind of husband would that make him?

Namjoon is holding your hand across the table, listening to you talk about the most recent ultrasound. You’re sitting at a restaurant you two decided to try on a whim. You’ve been sitting for about twenty minutes and your waiter has yet to show his face with your drinks. While it’s not a huge deal, because you are enjoying the time with Namjoon, it’s getting a bit frustrating.

“He’d been kicking a lot lately, it’s a bit uncomfortable but at least it means he’s-”

“Okay here’s your drinks. One coke and one lemonade.” Your waiter says, setting your drinks down roughly, almost spilling them. You look down at the lemonade.

“I didn’t order this.” You say politely and he rolls his eyes.

“Does it really matter?”

If he hadn’t been so rude, you wouldn’t have pressed the matter. Honest mistake, but apparently it wasn’t. “Yes actually it does. I ordered a water, specifically without a lemon, not lemonade.”

“Look lady I don’t have time for this-”

“Oh really? Are you too busy not doing your job?” He looks taken aback at your words and you smirk slightly.

“Yeah okay I’ll fix it after I get your order. What do you want?” He looks at Namjoon first, who rattles off an order. When the waiter turns to you he doesn’t even let you speak. “A salad I assume?”

“Excuse me?” You say.

“You could stand to lose some weight, so I’m guessing you want to go light. And healthy. A salad.”

“I’m pregnant.” You deadpan. He rolls his eyes yet again.

“If you would refrain from speaking to me wife so rudely I-”

“Well aren’t you two an odd pair.” The waiter says, cutting Namjoon off.

“An…What?”

“Well you’re so…eh and she’s actually pretty. Too bad she’s so big.” He smirks.

That’s when you snap. You look up at the pompous waiter. “Do not talk to me or my husband like that. You have been nothing but rude since we got here. I honestly have no idea what your problem is but you need to get over yourself. Wipe that smirk off your face before I slap it off you, and go get me a manager. Oh, and we will not be staying.”

He looks shocked and quickly scrambles away to go get his manager.

“Damn baby.” Namjoon says, looking at you in awe.

“Sorry, I wasn’t going to let that punk talk to you like that.”

“How is my wife more badass than me?”

You laugh and squeeze his hand, “I try babe, I try.”

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Prompts #4 and #29 with Baron Corbin please

Prompts: #4 “I’m too sober for this.”

              #29 “How is my wife more badass than me?”

You and Baron had got married just before his debut at the main roster. As he liked to put it “This is gonna be the best year of my life. I get to be married to the woman of my dreams and make my mark on the main roster.” After Baron debuted at the André the Giant battle royal his career skyrocketed and he was already challenging Dean for the intercontinental championship. You were also set to have a championship match, at wrestlemania it would be a fatal 4 way ladder match for the womens smackdown title. On the lead up to wrestlemania you’d been practicing a couple new moves, you were a bit of a risk taker so it was no surprise that some of your moves involved you jumping off a 20ft ladder onto the floor below. Of course Baron wasn’t to happy about these new moves, he’d seen how these could easily go wrong and if they didn’t end your career they’d put you out for a good few years or possiblyend your life, but you were willing to risk it for the championship, you’d been over looked to many times for the championship and now you finally have your shot you weren’t going miss it.

It was the night of wrestlemania, you were sat chatting to some of the girls when Baron approached you. “Can I talk to you for a second honey?” Giving you a concerned look he motions with his head towards a more private area back stage.

“Sure thing babe.” Jumping down from the crate you excuse yourself from the girls and follow your husband.

“Don’t do your finisher off the ladder tonight.” Baron looked at you, eyes practically begging you.

“Why not? I’ve been working so hard to get these moves perfect.” You sigh folding your arms across your chest.

“I know but you never know how it’s going to go out there and I don’t want the move to go wrong and something happen to you.” Baron pulled you into him kissing your hair line.

“I know you’re scared but there are always risks with this job. I’ve been waiting for this opportunity for 2 years and I want to show that I belong here and that I deserve that title. Not all of us can just waltz in and get a title shot so soon.” Nudging him slightly you see a small smile appear on his face.

“Just be careful okay?” He leaned down to place a sweet kiss to your lips, pulling away when your name was called by one of the stage hands.

“Right that’s me. Hopefully when I see you later I’ll be your new woman’s champ.” Smiling you leaned up to give him one last kiss.

“Good luck babe! Go kick some butt!” Chuckling you make your way to the gorilla ready for your entrance music to play. Throughout the match you were dominating the other females, your new moves were definatly paying off. Baron was stood with a couple of other superstars watching your match, practically chewing all his nails off both hands. You had Alexa possitioned on a ladder suspended between the ring and the barriers, grabbing one of the larger ladders you pushed it into the ring, opening it up. The crowd, seeing what you were doing started to go crazy chanting “This is awesome!” grinning you quiuckly checked to make sure none of the other women were getting up. Noticing that none of them were you climbed to the top of the ladder, pulling the pose you normally did before jusmping off the top ropes.

“I’m too sober for this.” Baron commented seeing your current possition ontop of the ladder. Leaping up you performed the perfect swanton bomb onto Alexa, sending the 2 of you crashing through the ladder onto the ground below. Catching your breath you couldn’t help but notice how crazy the audience were, their chants pushing you on, stumbling up you pulled yourself into the ring seeing Naomi reaching for the title. Sprinting up the otherside of the ladder you throw a punch at Naomi, catching her off gaurd causing her to slip and fall into the ring. Seeing an opportunity you quickly climb to the top of ladder and perform a modified version of Finn’s Coup De Grace taking Naomi out of the picture. Pulling yourself up once more you climb the ladder and start undoing the belt, the crownd cheering you on. Finally undoing the belt you hold it triumphantly above your head as tears start to fall.

You could hardly hear the anouncemt that you were the new smackdown womens champ over your music and the crowd shouting “You deserve it”. Rolling out the ring you had round to fans thanking them and taking some pictures with them before excitedly making your way up the ramp. Once you reach the top you turn to face the ring you hold the belt above your head one last time grinning before you exit through the Gorilla. As soon as you step backstage you see Baron leaning against the wall waiting for you, once he sees you his eyes light up and a smile spreads across his face. Striding over to you Baron picks you, spinning you around and places a passionate kiss to your lips. “How is my wife more badass than me?” Smirking at you he places you down, admiring how you looked holding the belt.

“Because your wife knows how to kick some serious butt.” Naomi comments as she walks over to congraulate you. You thank her and the ther girls for an awesome match as the walk past, heading back to the locker room. Turning yur attention back to Baron you notice he still has a goofy smile spread across his face.

“What?” You question, folding your arms across your chest, hoisting the belt higher on your shoulder.

“Nothing. Just the belt looks goood on you.” Blushing you look to the foor as Baron gently lifts you face up to meet his for another kiss. “Congradulations champ.” He mutteres against you lips making both of you smile.


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A Badass Surprise

Request: “how is my wife more badass than me?” / shawn is stressed on tour and Andrew flies y/n out to surprise him

a/n: this one was really rushed but i wanted to get something out to you all!! i have a fairly busy week this week with tests and papers so i might be a bit mia!!! 

           Touring was stressful for Shawn.  You could tell by the late night text messages and voicemails he would leave you when he should be asleep, resting for the night’s show. He wasn’t like this when the two of you were dating, so the recent stress might stem from how this is the first time he’s been away on an extended tour since being married.

           While Shawn was away, you kept up with your job to keep you busy.  Being a wedding planner was something you loved more than words could describe. You love the aspect of two families together becoming one.  Even though planning the event is probably the most stressful thing ever, it all makes it worth it when you see the glowing smiles of the two people coming together out of love.  It was also why you didn’t plan your own wedding.

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Children of the Gods: Chapter 1

Back story, Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9

Here it is everyone~ Finally getting into the action. Let’s see if you guys can figure out the other character. Because he will not be named in this part =3.

Word Count: 2.5k

Characters: BTS + EXO + Reader

Genre: Greek Myth AU


War, defined by society as “a state of armed conflict between different nations or states or different groups within a nation or state.”, defined by you as a pain in your ass. Your body suddenly jerked and a scream threatened to come up your throat but you choked it down as Yixing continued to wrap a small cloth around your thigh.

“Damn it Yixing, you’re supposed to be a healer. It feels like you’re trying about to rip my leg off.” you hissed out at your friend who’s face was scrunched up in concentration, his normally gentle hands covered in your blood.

“Shut up we don’t have time for this shit.” he yanked on the fabric, tying a knot over your wound to stop the bleeding, his hand quickly flying up and clamping down on your mouth to muffle your scream.

Your head fell back against the rock, your eyes staring up at the canopy of the trees and your head spinning as you tried to pull yourself together. The pain in your leg was unbelievable and you still couldn’t understand how that guy had gotten the better of you. The wound would slow you down considerably and you were grateful you had Yixing there to help.

The sharp sound of a twig snapping had your body tensing and all your senses going into overdrive. Your hand shot up, the signal immediately silencing Yixing as your other hand reached for your sword on the ground. Time slowed down for you, the seconds it took for the boy to step around the side of the boulder, his arrow to zip past your head and your sword to sink into his stomach, seeming more like minutes. He stood there, his eyes wide and staring at you, a small trickle of blood falling past his lips as he tried to speak.

You jerked back and fell to the ground again, your leg screaming out in pain and the boy falling to the ground. His face staring passively at the ground in front of him, the blood already pooling around him. You blinked away the tears forming in your eyes as you turned to face your friend.

“Yixing!” you stared in horror at the arrow lodged into his shoulder and his pain stricken face.

“Take it out. Now.”

“What? No, Yixing…”

“Take it out!” his voice was breaking now and you hurriedly reached forward, grabbing onto the shaft of the arrow, your free hand bracing against his chest. You were shaking now and you had to look in his eyes for reassurance, there had to be another way. You could see the pain he felt in his gentle eyes but you also saw the resolve, the surety with which he knew what to do.

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath, leaning up on your knees and yanking the on the arrow. The arrow tore out of his shoulder and a scream ripped it’s way out of your friend. The arrow fell out of your hand, the tip stained with his blood. Your heart ached when he yelped as you pressed your hands against his shoulder to stop the bleeding. You had promised to protect him when this stupid war had started and now you were struggling to stop him from bleeding out. The fact that this man who had vowed to never harm someone had to go through so much pain was unfair. Every part of you wanted to take him away from all this death and violence, he didn’t deserve to live in a world that was so fucked up.

His body slumped over and a light blue haze shielded his body now, being a son of Asclepius giving him the power to lessen his pain. He never used his powers unless he was desperate. There was one time during your training that you and your friends had snuck out late at night and Hoseok had broken an arm, that was the only time he had used his powers. You quickly grabbed his supplies and tied the bandage around his shoulder, tying it just as tight as he had tied yours, making his body jerk in response.

“God damn it.”

“Yeah I know. Trust me.” you quickly scrambled over to the fallen body, grabbing his bow and yanking the quiver of arrows off of his body. “We need to get the hell out of here now.” you slung the quiver over you shoulder and adjusted it accordingly, feeling slightly more relieved now that you had a bow in your hand. You grabbed the sword in your hand as well, using your free hand to pull Yixing up. You saw the shadow looming in the corner of your eyes and you rushed even more to leave.

“Hang in there Yixing I’ll get you to the boat.” his good arm wrapped around your waist, the pain in your leg subsiding by merely a fraction. He may be the son of Asclepius but his powers only went so far. “What are you doing?” you hissed out at your friend as you tried to pull his arm over your shoulder.

“Stop. In the situation we are in right now I would say an injured arm is better than an injured leg. Your injury could get worse if you continue to walk on it, just let me help you.” there was a short pause before he continued to scold you. “Plus you need one hand free to kill those bastards.”

A small smile spread across your face, he always could make you smile in the worst situations and you had no time to fight with him with your usual stubbornness. So you caved in and leaned against him, letting his body and arm support you as you made your way through the clearing and into the line of trees that lied ahead of you. You found the path you had to take, the grass having faded away and been replaced by packed dirt, the years of feet having passed over it creating a natural path to the ocean.

You looked back at the fallen boy, his face smooth and untouched by the pressures of life. His spirit was long gone by now, having been taken to the underworld to recieve judgement. It was too soon for him to die, this war was pulling everyone in, unnecessary deaths plaguing the city and tearing families apart. You whipped your head back around and stared ahead at the path in front of you.

“It was necessary, he would have killed us.” It felt like someone was squeezing your heart and trying to rip it out of your chest when those words came from your friend. The world really has gone to shit if even Yixing had to say something like that. You remember the light that used to be in his eyes as he stared at every living thing. His innocence was rare and hard to come by and this war stole that from him.

Fuck the gods, it was because of them and their petty feuds that brought war here on Earth. Their children ultimately taking the side of their godly parents, friends turning against each other, the leaders overthrowing the system and throwing the city into chaos. The gods didn’t even care what happened to their children, they didn’t care what happened to mortals.

You stayed alert as you made your way through the trees, your fingers toying with the end of the arrow notched into the bow. You were growing closer to the beach, you could tell because the trees were thinning, giving you more room to step over and move around branches. You thanked the years of training you had to go through, making your passage through the woods soundless and quick.

Your hands tightened on your bow as you stepped out of the tree line, pulling back on the string to ready yourself. People could jump out of the tree line at any time, there was only one person you wanted coming through those trees and you knew it would be some time before he got to the docks.

The beach lied ahead of you and the long stretch of wood that housed your escape boat welcomed you with open arms. If only the sand didn’t make moving impossible, you had to draw more attention to walking, your good leg sinking into the sand more than usual because you were favoring your left. Yixing worked to get you across the beach, the boat inching closer ever so slowly.

When you looked over at him you saw his face strained and the color having faded from his cheeks. His magic was flickering as well the blue haze disappearing for a few seconds before inching it’s way over his body once more. You pulled yourself away from his side, regretting it almost immediately as the actual pain of your wound coursed through you.

“Save your strength I will be fine.” you had more training than Yixing did, he had only come two years ago, after finishing his training in the medical field. You were able to bear the pain for the short amount of time it took you to get to the dock. The blue haze strengthened around him as it left your body, the flickering ceasing for now.

You finally made it to the dock, the wood welcoming and merciful on your wound as you made your way down to the boat. You lagged behind Yixing, making sure he stayed up. When you made it to the boat you had to help him lower himself down, giving him your elbow to hold onto, your hands never wanting to leave your bow.

He turned to you and held out his hand, ready to help you down as well. You froze when you saw his eyes grow wide, his hands slowly lowering and his eyes looking past your head. Fingers tightening around the arrow, you acted on reflex and spun, pointing the arrow straight at the man holding his sword to your head.

“Who the fuck are you?” your voice lifted as you stared straight into his dark brown eyes. The man had soft brown hair and a weirdly nice face, you definitely didn’t trust this guy.

“Get out of the boat.” you straightened your posture despite the proximity of his sword near your face and pulled back further. His voice was smooth and matched his face well, ‘Congratulations asshole you just made me hate you more.’.

“You say one more word to him and I swear I will send this arrow through your head.” Your voice was cold and truthfully made you seem a lot more badass than you normally would have seemed. Your body was stiff now and the pain in your leg was excruciating, but your hands never wavered. It felt wonderful to have a bow back in your hands, it felt natural, it felt safe.

“Alright.” your fingers twitched as he took a step back, lowering his sword, the gold metal glinted off the sun as he turned the flat of the blade towards you. You spun, avoiding his lunge and shot your arrow straight into one of his comrade’s legs. The girl fell to the dock screaming. You notched another arrow quickly and turned your attention back to him, stopping him dead in his tracks.

“Drop the sword.” His eyes were wide as they travelled from you to his friend and slowly back to you. His fingers slowly splayed out and rose up in front of him as he sunk to the dock. He was wise to place the sword down and immediately back away, obviously he wasn’t ready to die.

You inched your way back near the boat, your eyes not leaving his for even a second. You cursed under your breath as you noticeably limped your way over. He caught on quickly and his eyes flitted down to the blood stained bandage that was wrapped securely around your thigh. You could see him trying to think of something now and it honestly pissed you off even more. He was an idiot if he thought he could take advantage of your injury. You drew his attention away from your wound, showing him that it wasn’t a big deal as he thought it was, using your injured leg to kick his sword backwards to the edge of the dock.

“Get the boat started.” The sound of the metal scraping against the wood told you that Yixing had reached out and pulled the sword into the boat; so much for his weapon. You could hear Yixing retreat to the back of the boat, your eyes momentarily glancing towards the end of the dock. The thin figure quietly inched his way unnoticed by the group, the bow in his hands already drawn back and aiming. You directed your stare back to the asshole in front of you as his voice broke the silence.

“You’re both injured. We can help you, just put your weapon down.”

“That won’t be happening.” You knew his voice better than your own and you didn’t have to look to know Hoseok was calmly making his was around the group, his arrow fixed on one of them. Your eyes flitted towards him once again as he made his way next to you. If these guys thought you were impressive with a bow they were in for a surprise.

Hoseok being the son of Apollo looked like a god on his own holding a bow, the muscles in his arms as taunt as the string on the bow, his lean frame holding the perfect posture and his face eerily clam as he shifted his aim towards the asshole’s face. You remembered every day you spent as a child training with Hoseok, holding a bow in your hands and the endless hours he worked with you in the night. You remembered his brother as well, the cheerful pair always encouraging you when you felt like giving up.

“Get in the boat.” you immediately lowered your bow, scrambling your way down into the boat on your own, landing on your good leg to keep you steady. You reached up immediately and supported your friend as he stepped backwards into the boat, his body balancing wonderfully on the bow of the boat. You had always envied his cat like grace as well as his natural skill with the bow. “Go. Now.”

Hoseok projected his voice to the back of the boat so Yixing could hear him and the boat lurched, slowly starting to back away from the dock. You collapsed into the seat next to you, your leg not being able to take anymore. You watched as Hoseok braced his foot on the edge of the dock, pushing off and forcing the boat away from the dock faster. He didn’t relax until you were safely away from the dock, the figures standing there growing smaller each second as you set off towards the mainland.

Athens awaited.

Desus Ficlet Challenge

This is a challenge for me to practice writing of some sort :) (I’m not a native so I thought this would kinda help me to get into writing English fic :))

Please send the numbers that you’d find interesting to my ask, I’ll try to write a fic/drabble using that line <3

  1. “That’s starting to get annoying”
  2. “Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.”
  3. “You can’t just sit there all day.”
  4. “I’m too sober for this.”
  5. “I’m not here to make friends.”
  6. “I need a place to stay.”
  7. “Well, that’s tragic.”
  8. “You’re seriously like a man-child.”
  9. “You can’t banish me! This is my bed too!”
  10. “The ladies love a guy who’s good with kids.”
  11. “Dear Diary, …”
  12. “She’s hiding behind the sofa.”
  13. “I lost our baby.”
  14. “They’re so cute when they’re asleep.”
  15. “I’d kill for a coffee…literally.”
  16. “You’re getting crumbs all over my bed.”
  17. “Good thing I didn’t ask for your opinion.”
  18. “What’s the matter, sweetie?”
  19. “You’re Satan.”
  20. “I don’t want to hear your excuse. You can’t just give me wet-willies.”
  21. “I’m bulletproof…but please, don’t shoot me.”
  22. “Did you just hiss at me?”
  23. “Do you really need all that candy?”
  24. “It’s six o’clock in the morning, you’re not having vodka.”
  25. “I swear, I’m not crazy!!!”
  26. “The diamond in your engagement ring is fake.”
  27. “No. Regrets.”
  28. “How drunk was I?”
  29. “How is my wife more badass than me?”
  30. “Be you. No one else can.”
  31. “I haven’t slept in ages.”
  32. “I locked the keys in the car.”
  33. “Are you sure that’s the decision you want to make?”
  34. “You work for me. You are my slave.”
  35. “Take your medicine.”
  36. “They’re monsters.”
  37. “Welcome to fatherhood.”
  38. “Why can’t you appreciate my sense of humor?”
  39. “It’s your turn to make dinner.”
  40. “The kids, they ambushed me.”
  41. “Sorry isn’t going to help when I kick your ass!!!”
  42. “Stop being so cute.”
  43. “I feel like I can’t breathe.”
  44. “You need to see a doctor.”
  45. “You’re getting a vasectomy. That’s final.”
  46. “I was a joke, baby. I swear.”
  47. “Dogs don’t wear clothes!”
  48. “I didn’t think you could get any less romantic…”
  49. “Safety first. What are you? FIVE?”
  50. “This is girl talk, so leave.”
  51. “Where am I going? Crazy. Wanna come?”
  52. “There’s a herd of them!”
  53. “Do you think I’m scared of a woman?”
  54. “They’re not your kids, back the f*ck off.”
  55. “You’re a nerd.”
  56. “I’m late.”
  57. “Just get home as soon as possible, okay?!”
  58. “You smell like a wet dog.”
  59. “I could punch you right now.”
  60. “Are you going to talk to me?”
  61. “Welcome back. Now fucking help me.”
  62. “If you can’t sleep…we could have sex?”
  63. “Flea markets don’t carry fleas, you know?”
  64. “Here, take my blanket.”
  65. “I don’t want you to stop.”
  66. “How could I ever forget about you?”
  67. “You’re bleeding all over my carpet.”
  68. “Run for it!”
  69. “We need to talk.”
  70. “Not everyone is out to get you. Stop thinking that. It’s annoying.”
  71. “I want a pet.”
  72. “Just smile, I really need to see you smile right now.”
  73. “I’m not wearing a dress.”
  74. “I’m not wearing a tie.”
  75. “Quit beating me up!”
  76. “Please put your penis away.”
  77. “It’s a Texas thing.”
  78. “Don’t argue. Just do it.”
  79. “I hope I’m never stuck with you on a deserted island.”
  80. “Does he know about the baby?”
  81. “Hold still.”
  82. “I just ironed these pants!”
  83. “Enough with the sass!”
  84. “Show me what’s behind your back.”
  85. “I’m not going to be sympathetic until you go to a doctor.”
  86. “Fine, don’t say anything and make me worry.”
  87. “Stay awake.”
  88. “STOP INTERRUPTING ME!”
  89. “You’re not interested, are you?”
  90. “I’m not buying ikea furniture again.”
  91. “Tell me you need me.”
  92. “Oh honey, I’d never be jealous of you.”
  93. “I’m telling you. I’m haunted.”
  94. “I had a bad dream again.”
  95. “Have I mentioned, I fucking hate Halloween.”
  96. “It’s Christmas, don’t be mad at me.”
  97. “You’re not going to starve yourself on Thanksgiving.”
  98. “The store ran out of Easter eggs.”
  99. “How could you forget your son’s birthday?”
  100. “You can only suffer through my whining for so long until you get up and make me a sandwich.”

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Steve Rogers Masterlist

A/N: If you’re new, the ones with a * are the ones I recommend/are my favorite. :)

Full Masterlist here

Steve x Reader

Series:

Work of Art * | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 (Complete) -(fluff) - The reader accidentally leaves a doodle tucked into the couch. The next day, she finds someone else has continued it….

I Won’t Say I Love You | Part 1 | Part 2 (Complete) (angst) - “Oh I guess we had an expiration date. So I won’t say I love you, it’s too late.”

Matchmaker | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 (Complete) (fluff) - Bucky and Natasha decide to play matchmaker…

What We Do Best | Part 1 | Part 2 (in progress)

Drabbles/One-Shots:

The Guy They Told You Not To Worry About * (ends in fluff)- reader is hurt by Steve’s increasingly rude behavior, but is told it’s nothing to worry about

Come as You Are (Halloween Drabble) (all fluff)- 300 words

It’s a Texas Thing (fluff) - :  Drabble Challenge #1 77. “It’s a Texas thing” and 83. “Enough with the sass”

Drabble Challenge # 2:  (fluff) 85. “I’m not going to be sympathetic until you go to a doctor.”

Thanksgiving (fluff) - Drabble Challenge # 4: 97 “You’re not going to starve yourself on Thanksgiving.”

Drabble Challenge #(fluff)  -14. “They’re so cute when they’re asleep.” 29. “How is my wife more badass than me?” 30. “Be you. No one else can.”

Full Masterlist here