Prompt: Roman is really close friends with the reader (hugs, kisses on the head, cuddling without sexual contact). He overhears a conversation with her and her close friend where she admits she’s been in love with him for ages but would never do anything because he’s married. He confronts her and she feels embarrassed and starts avoiding him. He’s hurt and misses her, trying to reach out every so often. He sees her finally getting herself together and dating someone new. Finally one night he can’t take it and goes to her room, telling her he’s always loved her. There are tears and desperation but they end up sleeping together. Open ending preferred.- Anon
This one really gave me fits guys, but I hope you like it!
So I’ve really been trying to stay out of this weird Katie McGrath discourse. But things keep popping up on my dash and I look through the Katie McGrath tag pretty regularly. Apparently, we all need a discussion on how to act like normal functioning adults. And this is the only time I’m going to post about this. Because I didn’t think we needed to talk about this. But apparently…
For people that say they’re fans of a person, some of you are disrespectful as hell. I could get around the “Kashy McGra” thing, even though I’m personally really bothered by it. I’ve never like it and you’ll never find me using that tag. But hey, when an actor/actress starts gaining more prominence, jokes like that surface more and I understand that was lighthearted fun. But when some people start digging up pictures and making a big deal out of something that is a person’s job. Well. Let’s just say that it’s probably good Katie doesn’t have social media and honestly, I don’t think she should ever get on it if this is how some people are going to behave.
Look, I’m as relatively as new of a fan of Katie as the next person. I knew of her because of Merlin but didn’t really follow her career until Supergirl. Yeah, I think her back tattoo is a little unfortunate, but that’s not really a reason to drag her over it. Yeah, her goth phase was interesting. But who can really say they never had one? Besides, it was a method of self-expression for a younger Katie. I don’t think we should be making fun of that. And don’t even get me started on that anal thing. That’s just downright disgusting, in terms of what that scene started. And where some people took it. I also don’t really understand why this goth thing was such a big deal. We all knew she had a goth phase, and arguably she still has a little bit of it in her personal fashion. At least, I thought we all knew.
It’s been really surreal to watch this all unfold and continually be amazed what people are willing to post in public about a person they don’t really know. Especially one who tends to be pretty private. Or at least as private as you can be when you’re an actress.
Yes, it’s a part of every individual’s growing fandom that you’re going to get some people who just do that. It’s the price of an actor/actress gaining exposure. And to some extent, we all have to just deal with it. But some of you really need Jesus. I’d really rather not get PMs over this, but if you have to, don’t tell me “it’s just a joke.” Because it’s really not that funny. Some individuals in the fandom really need to grow up and let Katie be herself. And not make a spectacle over the stupidest shit.
“ are we breaking up? ”
“ so, you’re breaking up with me? ”
“ that’s it then? you’re just going to leave me? ”
“ i’m not going to break up with you. ”
“ i’m breaking up with you. ”
“ i’m going through a break up, leave me alone. ”
“ i can’t believe we really broke up. ”
“ i’m going to leave him/her, before he/she leaves me. ”
“ this is the best break up song ever. ”
“ got any good break up songs? ”
“ i just got dumped. ”
“ did you dump him/her yet? ”
“ we are never getting back together. ”
“ i’m crying because i got dumped. ”
“ i can’t believe he/she dumped me. ”
“ i don’t want to break up with you. ”
“ do we have to break up though? ”
“ i broke up with him/her over text. ”
“ how do you break up with someone without hurting them. ”
“ we need to talk. ”
“ i don’t think this is working out. ”
“ look, i don’t think i can do this. ”
“ i’m sorry but i just can’t do this anymore. ”
“ you’re leaving me? why? ”
“ i don’t want to be with you anymore. ”
“ don’t you still want to be together? ”
“ no, you don’t mean that. ”
“ is there someone else? ”
“ i miss him/her so much. ”
“ please, don’t do this. ”
“ we can work through this, we can fix this. ”
“ i gotta go, i can’t be here right now. ”
“ i don’t want this, i don’t want us. ”
“ i’ve moved on, suggest you try doing the same. ”
“ i’m sorry that i hurt you. ”
“ this is the worse break up ever. ”
“ how long does it take to get over someone? ”
“ i hate this feeling so much. ”
“ are you really going to try and leave me now? ”
“ you’re not allowed to break up with me. ”
“ no, we’re not breaking up. ”
“ we’re still together, we’re just on a break. ”
“ i think we need to take a break. ”
“ what’s that mean? take a break? ”
“ did they really split? your parents? ”
“ i want you to go and never come back. ”
Can I get a few prompts where the MC is a happy-go-lucky girl and the villain is so cynical he just kinda gives up on her? Thank you so much! ❤
(Guys, I am so so sorry with how long it’s taken me to get back to this blog. Anyways, here’s the prompts.)
1) “Why can’t you trust me?”
“Because nobody can ever truly trust anyone, my dear.”
2) “Why are you like this?” The girl’s voice was barely over a whisper, barely loud enough to be heard, a true testament to how low she had fallen. Gone was her cheerfulness, her never ending optimism. They had finally won.
But yet, the villain felt like they had lost as she slumped from the wall and onto the ground.
3) “You would be a good addition to my team, you know. You’re everything we look for in a villain. Well, minus the whole hero thing.”
The girl grinned, her bright green eyes almost venomous in the harsh lights of the interrogation chamber. The villain took a small step back. “Doesn’t that mean that you’d make a good hero minus the whole villain thing?”
4) “You- You!” The villain snarled at the hero as he pushed himself from the ground, his mask long since discarded and destroyed. He barely noticed the clicking of cameras as he made his way towards her, his mind chanting her name over and over like a prayer. A lifeline. A vengeance.
She had made a fool out of him for the last time.
5) “And what is your superpower little girl?” The villain ducked down to meet the hero’s gaze, her eyes alight with amusement as she did. “Being annoying? Speaking out of turn? Or let me guess, playing hero.”
The hero smiled, as if the sight of the villain in all their battle regalia was not at all frightening, and that the fact that a knife to her throat was nothing. “My mother says that positive thinking is a superpower.”
The villain narrowed their eyes and pressed the knife down harder. The hero watched as a drop of their blood fell onto their shoes. “Your mother is a fool.”
Description: You’re a librarian and every day the same sweet girl comes in
Word Count: 1,063
Pairing: Park Chaeyoung (Rosé) x Reader
Author: Admin Xiufairy (Because I am Blackpink/mostly Chaeyoung trash)
You’d always adored libraries, along with the books and the paperback covers. Although, you preferred hardcovers because it was very hard to bend the spines of those ones. You heard the door open, and you turned to look and see who it was. You weren’t surprised when you saw the same girl with the light auburn hair.
She always came here when you opened the library. You had no idea who she was but something about her sparked your interest. She not only had a fantastic fashion sense but also an amazing literary preference.
FO4 Companions React to SS Cuddling Up Against Them in Their Sleep
Just kinda imagining Sole next to them, falling asleep mid-conversation, then cuddling up next to the body heat.
Danse: He wouldn’t know what to do! He would panic. They shouldn’t. The brotherhood…But Sole stayed there, snuggled against his chest. They made him feel warm. Well…perhaps this knight could use a little rest after all their travels. He would keep them safe as their protector as he stroked the back of their head against him.
Hancock: Mmm, normally he would see this as in invitation to get more…intimate. But as Sole lay there so innocently, he just chuckled to himself, wrapping his thin arms around them as he pulled them into his lap. They’re gonna know who took care of them when they wake up.
Deacon: He would poke their tummy just to make sure they were really out and not just trying to put the moves on him. Never knew when a good looking guy like himself could get taken advantage of y’know? Once assured they were out, he grabbed a marker and started drawing over their face.
MacCready: His insides turn to goo as he tries to fight off this totally dorky smile. He throws an arm over them, then two. Then cuddles his stubbly cheek onto their soft one because they are the best cuddle-buddies ever. They both drift into slumber in each others’ arms.
Curie: How precious! These innocent displays of affection always brought out the motherly side of her. She would stroke their head with one hand and their back with the other, softly humming a tune to lull them into a deeper sleep.
Codsworth: Can’t imagine how comfortable his metal body would’ve been against him but he makes sure his master has to have everything for the utmost comfort! Here’s a pillow, here’s a blanket, here’s a lamp, here’s a teddy bear, here’s a cup of warm purified water for when they wake up.
X6-88: At first doesn’t do anything. Doesn’t push them off either. Then after a few deep breaths from Sole’s slumber, he puts a single arm over their shoulders and looks off to the side.
Piper: Her mind would go blank at the sudden contact. Blue could be so…cute! Ugh why do they always have to put her in these situations where she feels all silly? But the slow breaths of Sole warmed her chest, so she gently lowered them to the ground with them and coiled her limbs all around theirs.
Strong: *grumble* why human act like defenseless radstag? Strong protect! He’d go out to kill any animals that might pose a threat then go back and huddle defensively over them.
Nick Valentine: Like the true old-time gentleman that he was, he took off his coat and draped it over Sole’s shoulders. They never treated him different like a synth. They were the one person that made him feel like he truly was Nick Valentine
Preston Garvey: He smiles as he looks at Sole’s sleeping face that just crashed on his shoulder. Then he scoops them up bridal style and carries them to bed, gently placing them down. He even pulls up the covers and makes sure they’re all tucked in, like a true prince.
Cait: She doesn’t know how to deal with all this mushy stuff! Whenever someone used to touch her before it was always to hit her or to sexually abuse her. Contact used to make her uncomfortable, but this…Sole was the one person who made her feel like everything was okay. She places a quick kiss on their forehead before they get a chance to wake up.
Dogmeat: omg all the cuddles! Love meh! *tail wag* *licks face* doesn’t give a fuck they’re sleeping, it’s loving time.
“Hello everybody! Today’s video will be a very special one, because I am joined by the one, the only…Y/N Y/L/N!” Joe says to the camera, throwing his arms to the side to show case you walking into frame.
“Hi guys!” You wave to the camera, sitting on the bed him.
“I have some how corralled her into doing another video with me, don’t know what she was thinking.” Joe jokes, nudging you lightly.
“The things you do for a best friend.” You shake your head before looking over at him. “So, what are we getting up to today?
“So glad you asked!” He holds up two pieces of paper, one with HAVE written on it, the other reading NEVER. “A good old game of, Never Have I Ever. Although I think we can probably guess what each other will put, considering how long we’ve known each other. But time for the viewers to learn something new!” He hands one of each word over to you, before briefly explaining the game for the viewers who may have not.
For some reason you began to get nervous. Yeah, Joe had been your best friend for years, and he did know way too much, but there were a few things you had managed to keep hidden. Mentally shaking yourself, you pushed those thoughts to the side. What are the chances of him asking?
“First question: Never have I ever…” Joe pausing, biting his lip as he reads through his list. “Pretended to be sick so I could skip a day of school” He smirks, watching as you roll your eyes and hold up the HAVE sheet while he holds up NEVER.
“You were such a goody good in school.”
“I just cared about my grades, Y/N.”
“Yeah, sure you did, Joe.” You both laugh as he searches for another question.
“Never have I ever been to Disneyland.” You glare at Joe as he proudly holds up the HAVE sign while you lift up the NEVER.
“Are you choosing questions directly against me?”
“Not my fault you’ve never been.”
“Sorry SOME of us aren’t super famous youtubers who get invited to the states, where they can GO to Disneyland.” You may be slightly bitter about this one, having always wanted to go to Disneyland. Obviously, Joe had gone when he was on one of his many trips to the states, but you never had enough money to fly over with him. And refused to take up his offers on him paying your way. Instead, he just brought a bunch of souvenirs back when he went, which did help to cheer you up.
Joe laughs before finding another question from the many submissions. The game continues for a while, and nothing new is revealed between the two of you, although you are sure Joe’s viewers will be surprised by an answer or two, especially the ones that ended up getting a little more personal.
“Last question.” Joe says, putting his phone down beside him and looking at the camera. “Never have I ever,” He glances at you quickly, but you don’t notice, “Had a crush on a youtuber.”
Time seems to stop for a moment, your mouth goes dry. Of all the questions, he had to ask this one. You feel your cheeks flush as you look at the sheets of paper in your lap, debating whether or not you should lie. But Joe would figure it out. With a sigh, you decide on the truth and hold up your sheet.
Joe was holding the NEVER sign, and his face turned to one of shock when he realized you were holding up the HAVE sign.
“Really?!” He asks, both of you lowering your answers. You look down at your lap again and nod. “Who?”
“It doesn’t matter. I’m not telling.” You can’t bring yourself to look at him, but you can feel his stare.
“Alright, looks like she isn’t telling us. Thank you for watching, make sure to hit that like button, and subscribe! Its free. And I will see you next week with another Sugg Sunday Special!” Joe closes out the video, and goes about turning off his camera and lights. You shuffle the papers, waiting for him to ask again.
“You going to tell me who?” He asks, moving the lights back to their place against the wall. You look up at him and roll your eyes, hoping your false act will pass.
“No, and it doesn’t matter. It was a while ago. Now drop it.”
He doesn’t. For the next three days, he constantly texts you, asking who it is. Whenever you hang out, which is quite a bit, he’s bugging you, trying to get you to crack. But somehow your lips stay sealed. Until the fourth day.
It’s a normal day, both of you are sitting on his couch, watching a movie. The remaints of your dinner still sit on the coffee table, both too comfy to get up to clean it. Its been peaceful, you believe Joe has finally decided to let it go on the whole crush thing.
“So, which one did you have a crush on?” He asks, so suddenly it makes you jump.
“Stop.” Is all you say, not in the mood to deal with his pestering.
“Come on, Y/N. We are supposed to be best friends, tell me.” He pauses the moving, looking at you with his puppy dog eyes.
“If we are supposed to be best friends, you’ll let it go already.” You cross your arms, annoyance flaring up in your chest.
“But I want to know! Maybe I can play matchmaker!” For some reason, that’s the last straw. You spring to your feet, your fists clenched beside you.
“Just drop it, okay!” You snap at him. “I should have never done that stupid video with you.” You head for the door, hearing Joe scramble to his own feet behind you.
“Wait, Y/N! I’m sorry!” He grabs your arm, stopping you from leaving. You both stood there for a moment, your back to his, his hand on your arm. “Please…I’m sorry.” He says softly, and he slowly walks to stand in front of you, but you can’t meet his eyes. Instead you stare at a spot on his shoulder.
“Why won’t you tell me?” Joe questions, concern laced in his voice. And you hate it, you hate hiding something from the person you call your best friend.
“Because…it will change things.” The words take some consideration, but you were finally able to get them out. Hoping it would be enough for him to drop the whole thing.
“Change things?” Joe mumbles, almost as if to himself. “What would change….” He trails off and then you hear a sharp intake of breath, and you flinch. He figured it out.
You brace yourself, ready to break free and leave, but instead feel a gentle hand on your chin, lifting your head. You see Joe smiling down at you, his blue eyes shining with happiness.
“Why didn’t you just say so, Y/N?” He asks, before leaning in to place a soft kiss on your surprised lips. Your mind goes blank. The guy you called your best friend, the one you had secretly been in love with for the past couple of years, was kissing you.
Your eyes flutter open as he pulls away, a brief thought flitting through your mind asking when they had closed, and you smile up at Joe.
“Now can you tell me?” He teases.
“I think you figured it out.”
“Hmm, I think so. And I also hope things do change, cause I have been wanting them to for quite some time.”
And with that, you wrap your arms around his neck, standing on your toes to reach him, and pull him into another kiss.
Mkay so it’s pretty obvious that most of the people who watched Teen Titans hate Terra.
Anyone who has a “legit” reason will say “she betrayed them” or “she’s evil!”
Yeah but let’s look at what led up to that? Mkay, say you’re a girl who is about fifteen years old, a runaway from a kingdom in Europe. Terra was experimented on to give her her powers. She didn’t always have them. Her and Geo-force (her brother) were experiments. Now, that sounds pretty eh if you don’t have a heart, but then after that, let’s take a deeper look, shall we?
You’re on the run. You have this crazy power that can kill people pretty damn easy. You can take out homes, cities, mountainsides and you can’t even control it. Anyone you get close to triggers your emotions and it’s all over. Do people not remember what was said to her?
“Everywhere you go you try to do good, and fail. So everyone turns against you.”
So chalk that up on the board shall we? No one trusted her. Ever. She hurt everyone she loved, never had a home and was alone for who knows how long.
Then she finds them. The titans. She thinks for one bright and shining moment that all of it could be over, she found somewhere new, but that little thought was pinging in the back of her head the entire time. She knew she was going to hurt them, she didn’t want to. She tried to run again, but she was coerced into staying just long enough for shit to hit the fan. Beast boy finds out she can’t control it. All that fear she hasn’t had to feel for a bit comes raging back to the surface. “He’s going to hate you” “he’s afraid of you” “get the hell away from here before they hurt you.” That sort of thing. He does say they would still like her but who is going to just believe that? How many times do you think people said that to her before? In her mind that is as flimsy as a plan as a piece of paper holding a lion back. He promises to keep his mouth shut, and then what happens the very next day, after you’ve entrusted someone with the darkest secret you have?
Yeah, okay, some crazy guy traps you- after losing control and possibly killing or seriously injuring your newfound crush -and tells you, like no one has before, he can help you. What a great idea? Now, he’s evil, quite possibly a mental case, but who cares? Who, in their right mind would consider drowning over taking a life ring even if the damn thing was on fire? But she doesn’t accept it. In the name of the one person she’s trusted thus far, she doesn’t take that promise. Yet.
What was that he had said? Beast boy was a liar and the Titans are like all the other people who hurt you?
Well, Raven wasn’t exactly friendly, and the rest of them were hospitable enough. Maybe we can trust them this time. Or maybe he’s right?
Only a few hours later, after a mental breakdown, Robin opens his mouth.
Misunderstandings lead to wars, and this one led to her believing that Slade was right, that beast boy had already betrayed her trust, and they were going to turn on her again.
If you’ve ever felt that kind of fear, and if you’ve ever known what a true phobia is, you would know there was no way in hell she was staying. Lost of hope, she finally accepts the offer of learning control from the worst possible source in her case.
But it works. And she learns.
He, after all the people she’s ever met, has actually helped her regardless of her situation. He didn’t turn on her, he didn’t shun her or hurt her. No, after all the people in the world she knew, this guy who was supposed to be evil saved her life in basic terms. The guy that the Titans said was… Evil.
Helping her was evil? Who knew. All she knew was that the truths the Titans told her- every single one -had fallen flat at this point.
At the carnival, at the Tower, it’s still pretty obvious she’s not into this whole killing the Titans, after surely being brainwashed and convinced they’re the evil ones, after realizing or being told “you don’t need friends.” She’s nervous, after all that she still wants to save one. At least one. She “rescued” beast boy before it could all begin, and ran. Again.
The house of mirrors is the final straw for her. In a tug of war between the two people she thinks are trustworthy (maybe), she finally makes her choice. But why does she choose evil?
Terra defended beast boy at first, she fought back. She even said “I won’t let you hurt my friend.” And in response she hears “you don’t have any friends.” And what a fucking way to prove it beast boy. She reached for him, hoping that after all that happened she could be saved by him. Together, right then, they could’ve defeated him and ran. But he refused her. He betrayed Terra, and confirmed every fear that she had been fed by Slade. Now, completely shattered, she gives up. She hates them, and the entire house of cards she had been building, all the tensions and all the lies, all the mistrust and all the fear, crashes down and her life has been reverted again to running and hiding. But this time, she has a debt to repay. One she will gladly repay in earnest to kill the people who hurt her. Revenge isn’t righteous, but it was her only option. What would you have done? And don’t you dare say you would’ve done things any different, because it makes you a liar. You would’ve done the same damn thing. Terra reacted as a human being. She let all the pain crush her spirit, and she ran to the only person she finally knew she could trust. And after she couldn’t defeat them, he turned on her, too. All of his lies unraveled quite quickly, and she saw the truth. She was confused and afraid nearly all her life, and in the end? She still saves everyone, giving the ultimate sacrifice and dying in the place of those who had been her enemies for so long. Dying in the place of the ones who, in her mind, betrayed her. Saves them and does something that none of the rest were able to do. She killed the only friend she had, or believed she had, for them. The people who didn’t even try to save her. Not really.
And Terra is the evil bitch?
A/N: It’s finally hereeee! I know I said I’d upload it when I got home from work last night but I was so tired I literally knocked out the moment I got home. But here is is guys! This is the last and final part for Her Secret, I hope you enjoy!
A/N: So here is the second part for Captured. I’m planning on writing a part 3 but this part could easily be the end of this imagine. The next part will basically be about Y/N’s recovery and stuff. Hope you’ll like this part!
Pairing: Steve x reader
Warning(s): some strong language, fighting, violence, ANGST (but don’t worry, the ending is somewhat happy)
Idk if this is needed but… Y/N/N means your nickname
“Dad!” You shot up shooting across the room at full speed.
“Whoa! Hey hey, easy.” Someone stopped you from running holding you in place. You felt their worry for you as they tried to calm you down, “Easy…you’re safe. You’re safe.”
You looked at him your eyes getting wide staring at your younger father, “What…the fu…ahh…” You clutched your arm as pain shot through your arm.
“Yeah, let’s get you back to bed.” Barry told you putting a hand on you back helping you. You let your father help you back toward bed.
“Barry, what happened?” Caitlin came rushing in. She looked so young…they all did. You teared up as they both helped you into bed, “She shouldn’t be moving.”
“She woke up screaming and bolted. I had to stop her before she ran headlong into a wall.” Barry frowned looking at you, “I’m sorry…I might’ve re-broken your arm. I just didn’t want you to crack your head open.”
You stared him unable to speak. What the hell was going on?
“We heard yelling, is everything alright?” Cisco came running into the room, “Dr. Wells, wanted met to check on you all.”
“Our new friend here woke up.” Barry smiled at you as he talked to Cisco, “I think everything’s going to be okay. Right, Caitlin?”
“I have to check your arm out.” She told you gently as she lifted it making you wince. She felt for broken bones, “Well…she is healing like you, Barry. She should be fine, I don’t feel anything broken. It’s probably muscle tears.”
“That’s good-ish.” Barry looked at her then to you. Concern rushed over you as you shut your eyes, “Are you okay?”
“Just…could you all just…back up…it’s too much…” You made a face squeezing your eyes shut tightly.
“Barry…” You heard Caitlin speak in a low warning tone. Everyone backed away and the emotions rushing through you slowly ebbed away, “What are you feeling? What can we do to help?”
You shook your head opening your eyes as tears fell down your face. You hated crying. It seemed like that was all you did the last few months. All the pain and loss…but right now it was caring and concern. Things you only felt when around family.
“Nothing…there’s nothing you can do…I just…it’s my ability…” You told her to taking deep breaths.
“Wait…speed isn’t your only gift?” You looked at Cisco smiling. No worry lines and long hair. You’d only ever seen him like that in photos.
“Let’s give her a second, Cisco.” Barry told him watching you carefully. His curiosity was evident, but he knew not to be pushy. It was something he struggled teaching you when you were little, “Let’s start with her name.”
“Y/N…” You stared at him, so young and no grey hair. You couldn’t get over how much Malcom looked like dad. Everyone had said so, but you never really noticed, “Where’s Malcom?”
“Whoa…” You started to get up and Barry stepped forward, “stop, you’re not fully healed yet.”
His hand landed on your good shoulder and you felt a surge rush through your arm. His hand recoiled a little as he looked at you shaking it off, “Who is Malcom?”
“He’s…” The feeling of strange kept washing over you. You’ve never had to explain things before…everyone just knew who you were, “…well…my brother…my twin. We were together but then…he launched me to get me out of the blast…”
Barry looked over at Caitlin as you started to cry more, “We’ll help you find him, don’t worry. Can we call anyone for you? Your parents?”
You shook your head, “I think…they’re dead.”
Caitlin couldn’t contain herself anymore, “What? What happened?”
You couldn’t take it. You didn’t know what to do, so you ran. You were a teenager not an adult. How were you supposed to react? You stopped in a hallway sliding down a wall crying. Everyone was gone. Everything…but…
“Hello.” You looked up hearing a deep voice. A man in a wheelchair was stopped a few feet away, “You must be our new friend. What’s your name?”
“Y/N,” You said wiping your face not thinking, “Allen.”
His mouth dropped open a little, “Allen?”
Your eyes got wide, “Uh…no..I…”
“You’re Barry’s daughter?” He moved closer to you. You stood up looking at him, “How?”
“…I…” You stared at him getting a strange sensation in your chest, “I don’t know…he told me to run…and we did…I think…I think he’s dead…”
Harrison looked at you and sighed reaching out taking your hand in between his trying to get you to calm down, “This is a unique situation. From what I can gather you’re about…16?”
“Yeah…” You nodded wiping your face for the hundredth time.
“Which would make your father 9…when he had you.” He smirked, “I think it’s safe to assume you traveled in time. Normally one would try their hardest to not mention this…I’m not sure if we can avoid it in this case. Too much time…and you’re too young to be expected to be held responsible.”
You didn’t know this man, but he seemed like he wanted to help, “I don’t know what to do…dad…and Malcom…”
He could see you getting worked up again, “Okay, deep breath…just…we’ll figure it out. Come with me and we’ll let everyone know. We’ll take it a step at a time.”
You followed behind him rubbing your arm trying to make the pain stop. You felt so alone. Your dad said it had something to do with being a twin…you didn’t know how to be on your own and you empathy didn’t help.
“Oh thank god…” You looked up as you walked back into the hub of STAR Labs. Your dad was leaning over in relief, “You’re fast…I ran around the entire building twice.”
You opened your mouth to speak, but Wells beat you to it, “I think we all need to have a discussion and Barry you should sit down.”
Barry looked at him then to you, “Dr. Wells?”
“Just…sit Barry.” He told him and looked back at you, “Everyone…this is Y/N…Allen.”
You stared at Barry watching the slow realization ripple over his features as Cisco spoke aloud, “No…way…”
“Now I understand that this is a sensitive situation.” Dr. Wells looked at them all, “Time is…fractured as it is, but because of how young our guest is I’m making the executive decision to let her tell us what happened. As long a she doesn’t reveal certain facts we should be okay.”
Barry finally took his eyes off you, “…How…” He stopped clearing his throat, “How does that work? How is she here?”
Wells looked at you, “I don’t know…I think we deserve a story, Miss Allen.”
You looked at them all staring at you, “Right …now?”
“Well we’re certainly not going to wait until the events happen again.” Wells smiled at you.
“Uh…I…” You looked at them all and sighed. You shut your eyes taking a deep breath, “Well…I was at school with my brother when the sky turned black…”
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Jimmy: “We’ll be right back with Captain America himself, Chris Evans…”
Natalia’s eyes flitted to the hotel door from her spot on the bed when she heard Chris fiddle with the door handle on the other side. A smile graced her lips upon seeing the oversized brown paper bag being balanced in one of his arms. She had been craving eggrolls and fortune cookies for days now and Chris, ever the doting husband that catered to her every need, happily obliged to pick up a late dinner at the best Chinese takeout place he knew in New York City. Her mouth was already watering.
“Hey, you’re right on time.”
Chris tried his best to smile back with the room key pressed between his tight lips, brows resting high on his forehead. Moving swiftly, he dropped his wallet and key on the desk near the door before removing his cap and tossing it to the side. “Damn, I was hoping I would miss the segment.”
( hold onto your horses cause i’m gonna gush about jess again.
jess, over at @killtcmcrrcw, has always been an inspiration to me ever since i found her blog back when i roleplayed as cupid. i remember when she sent me a roleplay starter thing, and that’s when we first interacted. i remember being in complete and utter awe when i read her writing in every reply i got. she’s truly amazing, and i continue to look up to her to this day.
even when i left tumblr for a few months, i would always mention her to people and talk about her because i could never forget mike and her writing.
months later, i came back with new blogs and wanted to try again, and the very first person who followed me was her. i put out a post on my cupid blog, which had been dead for so long i honestly expected nobody to care, but she did, and followed me. then i made jaydon, and she followed me all the way here. she was one of the few people who saw me develop jaydon from being ‘that one mcdonalds guy’ to whatever kind of mess he turned out to be in the end, and we started interacting. i remember getting excited every time she replied. every time she said anything to me i got so excited because w o w, i look up to her so much and she wanted to interact with mE???
then, shit started going down, and there were complications, but no matter what it was, i refused to give up on her. she never did anything to me, don’t worry, it was mostly me worrying that i did something wrong, but that was all a misunderstanding from my side. i continued to talk to her, didn’t give up. i wanted to be there for her and be a friend for her.
i’m never gonna forget the first time we went on a stream and watched memes and just had such a great time. i remember she said that she was tempted to breathe heavily into the microphone, so of course i said DO IT and then she refused so i said fuck it and turned on the mic – failed miserably cause i couldn’t stop laughing, and then suddenly i hear this british cunt being rude @ me for being a disappointment akfkjhdhfKJHDFJHGKDH
after that, i talked more and more with her. we got closer, more shit went down, but we both got through it together, and today – she’s the most important thing in my life. she’s my best friend. we’ve developed something incredible together with our muses. jess means absolutely everything to me, because she’s there for me no matter what. she makes me laugh when i’m crying like a baby. i’ve never been this happy to have someone in my life. she makes me a better person, a happier person, and i don’t know what i’d do without her.
A/N: Well I’m not the author but THANK YOU SO MUCH FIC ANON FOR WRITING THIS FOR ME, I WAS YELLING THE ENTIRE TIME AND I MAY OR MAY NOT HAVE REREAD THE LAST BIT SEVERAL TIMES. I am gay. I can’t say thank you enough. I hope the rest of you enjoy this fic as much as I do!!
Peridot’s not much of a drinker. She’s not much of a partier in general, really, but that goes double when Lapis isn’t around. Normally, she’s the one dragging Peridot out to be sociable – movie nights, bonfires, or skating rink meet-ups with dozens of people Peridot doesn’t know – but this one was all Peridot’s fault. For once. She was on friendly enough terms with Sapphire that she’d accepted an invite to her 17th birthday for the both of them, before bothering to check if Lapis was available.
She wasn’t, of course. Because of an overnight swim meet two hours away. Because that’s just the kind of person Lapis is.